*ITALICS = DOTHRAKI*
**BOLD = DRAGONS TALKING**
SEXUALLY EXPLICIT SCENE!
After a while, Irri and Jhiqui entered the tent with food and drinks; they brought wine for Rhaegar, Daenerys, and Melisandre while Rhaesa drank water. Rhaegar told Daenerys stories about his childhood and their mother. He also told embarrassing stories about Rhaesa when she was a baby. While they talked, the twins woke up and began to cry. Rhaesa went to nurse her children.
When they had finished nursing, Rhaesa brought them over and laid them on the furs between Balerion and her. Rhaegar watched his nephews fascinated as they giggled at the sight of the dragon.
"They are not afraid of the dragons?"
"No, Rhaego and Reuel have seen their brothers since the day they were born. It was Drogon who comforted them when Balerion caught Viserys. I was still too weak from childbirth to get to them."
Rhaegar looks down, "I'm sorry you two had to suffer from Viserys, I should have been there to protect you and put him in his place."
"It's alright, brother, Viserys only hit me when we were children. Once we got older, he knew I could throttle him. And I made sure he didn't hurt Dany."
"Though, he did threaten me; he never hit me. Viserys preferred verbal abuse," Daenerys told her brother, "And only when Rhae wasn't around."
Rhaegar gets this sad look in his eyes, Dany reaches for his hand, "Rhaegar, do not torment yourself; it's in the past."
Rhaegar smiles and pats his sister's hand, "Thank you, sister."
After a while, Rhaesa yawns, it was still early, but with the babies only sleeping a few hours a night, she was a little tired. Rhaegar seeing this wholly understood.
"Rhae, you look exhausted, why don't we let you get some sleep and talk later?"
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, Khaleesi, you need your rest," Melisandre said, "And so do the Prince and I. We have been traveling for quite some time."
"Alright, then I'll have Irri show you to your tents," Rhaesa motioned for Irri, who quickly stood up and showed Rhaegar and Melisandre to the tents that had been set up for them nearby.
As Ser Jorah escorts Daenerys back to her tent with her dragons, Rhaegar catches up to them. He touches Ser Jorah on the elbow to get his attention, Jorah turns around.
"Did you need something, Your Grace?"
"Ser Jorah, you're from the North, correct?"
"Aye, I'm from the North, from Bear Island."
"I wonder if you can tell me how Lyanna Stark fares?"
Ser Jorah sighs, "Your Grace, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but Lady Lyanna is dead."
"What, how?!" Rhaegar asks.
"It's not known how she dies, Your Grace, only that Ned Stark brought her body back from Dorne."
At the mention of Dorne, Rhaegar realized that Lyanna must have died in the Tower of Joy during childbirth. He assumed his child died as well.
Rhaegar looks at Ser Jorah devastated; he clears his throat and thanks Jorah for the information. Ser Jorah bows and then leaves to catch up with Daenerys. Rhaegar stands there for a moment then goes to his tent.
After they all leave the tent and Ser Barristan takes his place outside again, Jhiqui helps Rhaesa undress and change into something more comfortable so she can sleep. Rhaesa puts the sleeping boys back in their basket, then gets under the furs and falls asleep.
An hour later, Rhaesa feels someone stroking her face. She slowly opens her eyes and finds Drogo kneeling next to her, Rhaesa smiles up at him, *You're home.*
*I'm home, Moon of My Life. I have missed you and our sons so much.*
*And we have missed you, My Warrior Love.*
Drogo looks over at his sons and sees them holding each other while they slept, *They have grown since I last saw them. Have they been asleep long?*
*Not long, did you want me to wake them?*
*No, I want to make love to my wife while we have the opportunity.*
Rhaesa softly giggles, *You do?*
*Yes, I do,* Drogo whisper then kisses Rhaesa.
Rhaesa wraps her arms around Drogo's neck as he deepens the kiss. He laid down next to Rhaesa and started running his hand up and down her side. Rhaesa moaned when Drogo squeezes her ass. He runs his hand over her breast and pauses. Drogo felt that the front of her shift was wet; he looked down and noticed two milk stains. Rhaesa turned bright red.
Curious, Drogo lowers her shift to expose her breasts, he lowers his head and takes her nipple in his mouth. He begins to suck until milk begins to flow into his mouth. Rhaesa gasps and looks down at her husband. She makes eye contact with him and watches as he swallows.
*It tastes sweet; I like it. I want more.*
*You can't be serious?*
He smirks at her. Without saying a word, Drogo lowers his head and begins to nurse. He suckles and nips Rhaesa's nipples, causing her to moan. As Drogo suckled, Rhaesa started to feel a throbbing between her legs. She groaned and rubbed her legs together.
Drogo looks up at Rhaesa, surprised, *Are you enjoying this, Moon of My Life? Does it arouse you?*
*Oh yes, Drogo, it feels so good and so different from when the boys' nurse. Don't stop.*
*I don't plan to; I'm going to drink you dry.*
With that said, Drogo switches breasts and begins to nurse again. As he's nursing his hands, start to caress Rhaesa's body making their way down between her legs. Rhaesa spreads her legs, giving Drogo better access as his finger dips into her folds. She bucks her hips when Drogo begins rubbing her clit.
He suckles harder as he rubs her clit faster, making Rhaesa bite her lip, trying not to cry out and wake the babies. Drogo drinks Rhaesa dry then kiss her so she can taste her milk. He then licks his way down her body until he gets in between her legs. Drogo kisses, bites, and suckles the inside of her thighs, leaving marks.
When Drogo gets to the apex of her legs, he licks a long strip from her entrance to her clit. Drogo begins to suckle and nip at her clit. Rhaesa lets out a loud moan, and Drogo stops, he looks over at the babies, but they're still asleep.
*You must be quiet, little one, or you'll wake our sons.* Drogo whispers.
Drogo placed his head back between Rhaesa's legs and began swirling his tongue around her clit while he slid one finger inside of her. Rhaesa gripped the furs and bit her lip as she felt her husband pump her and curl his finger. Drogo began to slide his finger in and out of Rhaesa faster and faster, then added a second finger causing her to arch her back. Rhaesa tangled her fingers in Drogo's hair holding his face in place while she grinds against him.
Drogo felt her walls begin to flutter, he pull his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue catching her juices as she came in his mouth. After her orgasm, Drogo climbs up Rhaesa's body; his beard glistened with her juices. Rhaesa is a mess her strewed over the furs her glistening chest, heaving with the effort to get more air. Her eyes dominated by her pupils. Never had Drogo been so aroused, he wiped his beard off with the back of his hand and licked it clean without breaking eye contact with her.
Rhaesa whispered, *Put it in,* And she rubbed her legs together in need.
Drogo chuckled softly, *Ready for me already."*
*Oh, Kami, yes, please, I need you.*
Drogo grasped her hips in his rough hot hand and affectionately rubbed his thumbs against her hip bones, before sliding himself into her.
Drogo grunted as he begins to move slowly and gently. Rhaesa mewls. Rhaesa tugs lightly on his chest hair in hopes of getting him to move faster. After a few minutes, Drogo starts speeding up. He swallows Rhaesa's moans with a kiss.
He grabs her and rolls them over so that Rhaesa is on top. She stares at her husband then slowly raises off him and sinks gradually on him. Drogo grunts and bites his lip as Rhaesa begins to ride him slowly. He sits up and takes her nipple in his mouth and starts to nurse again. Rhaesa throws her head back, wrapping her arms around his head, holding Drogo to her breast as he suckles harder, the milk flowing freely into his mouth.
As Rhaesa begins to tire, Drogo lies back down and starts lifting her up and down onto his cock while he thrusts up into her. She looks so beautiful with her head thrown back and her mouth open as she moans softly. She comes with a silent scream and slumps forward onto him. Drogo flips them and begins to pound into her, chasing his release. Rhaesa starts to build again. Her moans begin to get louder. Drogo puts his hand over her mouth so as not to wake up the babies.
Rhaesa screams into his hand as her second orgasm hit squeezing Drogo so tight that it triggers his release. He groans and holds himself deep inside Rhaesa as he spills his seed. Drogo removes his hand and pulls out, his cum slowly leaking out of Rhaesa. Rolling beside her, he pulls Rhaesa on top of him and wraps his arms around her. Kissing her sweaty brow, he sighs.
Rhaesa kisses his chin, *Welcome home, My Warrior Love.*
Drogo chuckles, *It is good to be home.*
With a glance at Rhaego and Reuel to make sure they were not awakened, Drogo and Rhaesa drift off to sleep.
Two hours later, the couple is awakened by the soft whimpers of one of the babies. Drogo gets up quickly to pick up Reuel before he starts crying. He takes the baby to his mother, and she takes the baby from Drogo. He gets behind her to support her while she feeds Reuel; the baby instantly latches on to her nipple and begins to nurse.
Drogo places his chin on Rhaesa's should so that he can watch his son feed. He smiles at his son as his violet eyes shift from his mother to him, then slowly drift close. After a while, Reuel falls asleep just in time as Rhaego has awoken. Drogo, slips from behind Rhaesa and takes the baby, he places the baby over his should and pats him on the back until he burps. Then he puts him down in the furs, covers him up, and picks up Rhaego. The process is then repeated.
Once Drogo makes sure the babies are asleep, he gets back under the covers with Rhaesa. She snuggles with her husband, and he wraps his arms around her, *I received some interesting news when I arrived here.*
Rhaesa sighed, enjoying his warmth and slowly falling asleep, *And what news was that?*
*That a man claiming to be your oldest brother arrived today. Is that true?*
Rhaesa opened her eyes, and looked up at her husband who had his head cocked to the side so that he could look at her, *Yes, that is true.*
*And is he your brother?*
Rhaesa bit her lip, *Yes, it's Rhaegar.*
*I thought you said he was dead?*
*I thought he was, but Melisandre brought him back.*
*Melisandre, who is she?*
*She was my lady in waiting when I was a child. She is also a priestess for the Lord of Light and knows of my destiny. She was teaching me to prepare for my future.*
*I've heard of these priestesses; it is said they have strange powers, I guess it's true. What did she teach you?*
*She taught me how to alter my appearance and how to control fire. I can produce light in the palm of my hand, and since I am a dragon it doesn't burn me.*
*I want to meet them; I need to know that they are not a threat to our people.*
*Alright, Rhaegar wants to meet you too. He would like to talk to you about finding a different way to collect gold to buy ships to sail to Westeros.*
Drogo thinks about it, *That's fine, not today though. I want to spend time with my family: only you, me, the babies, and the dragons.*
Rhaesa smiles, *That's fine, My Warrior Love, I'd like that too.*
*Good, let us take advantage that our sons are asleep and rest.*
Rhaesa reaches down and strokes his cock, Drogo lets out a strangled moan, *I had something else in mind.*
Drogo smirks then flip his wife onto her back. He hovers above her, *That is a wonderful idea, Moon of My Life.*
Drogo and Rhaesa spend the rest of the day and night playing with their sons and making love.