Really quick PSA: Rose sleeps across the house now, not at the foot of the bed.
It was later, after lying awake for a while, that Dany sought Jon out in bed. She didn't know if her need had been brought on by the conversation she'd had with Willa or not, but a strong yearning had taken over her mind.
"Can't sleep either?" he asked as she shifted over to pull herself onto him. She didn't answer, choosing instead to show him by capturing his mouth with hers. The kiss became rougher as Dany quickly deepened it, suddenly more desperate for him than she had expected. His smell, his taste, the feeling of his body on hers. It's been too long.
Without thinking, Jon responded, wrapping his arms around her so that they were melded to each other, separated only by the thin layer of fabric between them. Too much separation. Jon's heart was thudding, matching the rhythm Dany's had taken on: quick and anticipatory. She swiped her tongue across his lips, pleading.
"Dany," Jon panted, breaking their kiss. He looked unsure, nervous even.
"I need you, Jon," Dany whispered, tugging at his shirt, "Please. I need you." She moved back in to kiss him again, rolling her hips to make her point clearer if it wasn't already.
Jon sighed into the kiss, all restraint failing, as his hands automatically moving under her shirt to caress the skin of her back. He raised a trail of goosebumps as he went, making Dany arch into him, her hips even more insistent than before.
Raising up, Dany made quick work of ridding herself of a shirt, but before she could descend to plunder Jon's mouth more, he had flipped them over.
He took off his own shirt before coming down to begin kissing Dany again. She pulled him closer to her, relishing that there were no more barriers between them and wanting no space between their bodies. Jon's tongue swiped across her lips, begging for entry and she granted it immediately, visiting the mouth with her tongue as well. Her hands traveled down his body to thumb at his trousers. Jon smiled into the kiss.
"In a hurry?" he teased, leaving her lips to lick a trail down from her jaw.
"Yes," she breathed, back rising as Jon laved his tongue down her chest, pausing to give gentle care to her breasts. He licked around each nipple in turn, placing light kisses over them before continuing down, nipping a trail along her body that he soothed as he went. Dany's nails scraped up his back, head going fuzzy with the sensations he was causing, making Jon's breath turn to shudders as he continued his descent lower, lower. Lower.
At her waist, Jon kissed along the line between skin and trousers, making Dany squirm entreatingly underneath him, wanton in needing more. He obliged, relieving her, and then himself, of the last bits of clothing keeping them apart.
He paused, gazing at her, his eyes dark with lust.
His face was so close that Dany felt Jon's breath on her core, already throbbing with desire. It felt as if her heart had dropped to beat there instead. Hands threading into his hair again, Dany tugged lightly on his head, begging.
He obeyed.
"Oh," she whimpered, so quietly that Jon nearly missed it as his tongue pressed deliriously through her folds. Her legs fell apart, shaking as he became greedy, unable to get enough of tasting her. She felt the warmth begin to pool as he continued. His tongue drew lines up and down her center, making Dany tremble as the sensations she had missed for so long took hold of her. Jon paused over her sensitive clit, drawing delicate circles with his tongue which had Dany biting her lips so as not to cry out, before he slipped downwards again and immediately plunged into her now wet heat.
She gasped, pulling roughly at his curls as she held him to her and felt his tongue slide in and out, tempting Dany's walls to quiver with pleasure as Jon worshipped her.
Contentedly, he hummed against her, but before she could become more undone, Jon had pulled away and came up to meet her in a kiss that tasted like both of them. Dany pulled him flush to her again, pressing herself against him in a way that had them both moaning into each others' mouths.
Her heart seemed to stutter as Jon nestled between her legs, his length hard against her. Dany reached to grab at his buttocks, desperate for him to be inside, but unable to find the words to ask.
Just as she found her voice, she no longer needed it.
"Yes," she found herself saying again Jon buried himself deep within her. Dany's eyes opened, locking gazes with him as they joined. She saw nothing but Jon. Her Jon.
She felt herself flex around him, willing him to move but wanting nothing more than to stay like this forever. "Gods, Dany," he murmured, hand coming up to brush back the hair from her face and cup her head.
It tangled in her long, silver hair and he kissed her again, even more insistent than before, as he started to move deliriously in and out. She found herself exploring him, hands trying to take all of him in at once.
Then Jon shifted, changing angles, as he set a faster pace that began to coax whimpers from Dany as she found her mind going fuzzy, unable to think much past the delicious sensations that he was causing.
"More," she commanded, gripping his ass again to make his strokes harder, quicker, deeper. Dany arched her back as he filled her entirely, her nails now digging into him and eliciting a shudder into her neck from Jon.
Responding in kind, Jon moved his mouth to her pulse point, driving Dany towards incoherence as he alternated between sucking and soothing it with flicks of his tongue. He quickened their tempo again and until Dany was left writhing underneath him, careening towards the edge of bliss.
"More," she whispered.
Jon traveled back up her jaw. "More?" he breathed into her ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe as he thrust harder. Obliging, he brought his hand from her hair to slip in between them.
"Oh," Dany cried as his finger circled her clit, "So close, Jon." Arms tightening around him, Dany went rigid as Jon moved to kiss her again. She felt herself tighten around him and Jon's hand still in her hair clench as he thrust into her once more.
They came together, their rapturous cries silenced by their kiss as they clung to each other, Jon spilling himself completely as Dany trembled around him.
Boneless, completely spent, they lay wrapped in each other, their chests heaving together as they came down, still taking pleasure in each other's mouths. Jon took her lower lip gently between his teeth as he slipped out of her and rolled off to the side, making Dany shiver with the sensation.
For a moment, she lay and revelled in the feelings that had become familiar once again. Faint reminders of Jon nipping down her body flared pleasantly and her neck felt well-marked. Her scalp still prickled from where his hand had been. She found herself smiling, completely satiated and feeling even more desperately in love with him than usual.
"I missed you," Dany whispered, turning on her side and bringing a hand up to Jon's face, tracing from cheek to his swollen lips - she knew he had made similar work of hers, the tingles of their kisses still lingering.
Jon's laugh rumbled low in his chest, his eyes alight even in the dark house. "Really? I couldn't tell," he teased, petting Dany's nose and returning her smile.
At that, Dany laughed too. "Maybe I was a little overt," she admitted.
"No," Jon murmured, placing a kiss onto her nose, "I missed you too. I just didn't know how to say it...didn't know if it would be different now." He resumed stroking her nose, gazing into her eyes as if he was still trying to drink more of her up.
"Nor did I," she admitted, "But I think we did all right."
"More than all right," he responded, grinning and shifting positions for her, "C'mere."
Dany cuddled closer into Jon's chest, pulling the furs over them. The hand at her back began tracing her spine, lulling her heavy eyelids to close as she listened to Jon's breathing returning to normal.
"Sleep now, my Dany," she heard him say as she the last of her effort to stay awake left her and she drifted off to peaceful slumber.
Until next time.