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The shifters all padded in silence as they followed the python. The only sound that can be heard is the dried leaves and twigs crunching under their paws, and the birds singing. The bear walked in the middle of the panther and the lion as they followed Melisandre from behind. They were all nervous, especially Dany.
She knew that Melisandre has unique powers, after all, she was the one who gave her these Dragon dreams that she kept having lately. They weren't nightmares, nor happy dreams, rather it gave her more confusion. What is she trying to tell her?
And then, she said that Jon isn't dead. The wolf in front of her is dangling lifelessly, she can see that he is not breathing, and it hurts to see him like this. Ser Rodrik warned that this may be a trap, and what if it is? Well, if the snake wants her life, so be it. So long as she can be with Jon. This request to follow Melisandre is both a win-win.
After traveling for a while, they found themselves in a small pool. Water rushing gently running from the waterfalls, and fresh green lush trees and grass surrounds it. Dany had never been seen such a peaceful place, it looks untouched.
Melisandre slithered along the rocks and turned back to them, she gestured her head to Dany to get to the pool, "Bring the wolf cub here."
Dany nodded, "I think this is it," she told the elders.
"Be careful, cub," the bear grunted as he lowered himself to the ground limply.
She felt it before she dismounted him, "Are you alright, Ser Rodrik?"
He chuckled, "Nothing I can't handle from those foolish monkeys," he lifted himself up, "These wounds will heal soon, it's yours that needs tending, cub."
"That can wait," she firmly stated, "We need to bring him down there."
The panther and lion bounded along the rocks ahead of them, ensuring that the bear can bring Ghost down the pool. The black bear walked slowly along the rocks, watching his every step to get to the pool where Melisandre slithered in gracefully.
Ser Barristan stayed close to her, "Watch your step, cub," he leaned to her so that she can grab his mane, steadying her.
"Thank you, Ser Barristan," she softly said as she stroked his rough mane, there are bite marks on it and in some other areas on his body, "Are you alright?"
"I am fine, young one," he purred softly, "These old bones can still fight some more monkeys. My wounds will heal soon, we too may need to go to that pool to wash. After all, those monkeys are disgusting."
She smiled at his remark, she loved how the old lion can still joke after what had happened.
When they all arrived at the pool, Melisandre is already in the middle of it. In the middle of the pool, there is a stone table, nearly reaching the surface. If anyone didn't want to swim, they can sit at that rock, and that's where the python waits for them. Ser Rodrik stepped into the shallow pool gently and soon enough, the water has already reached his neck. Ghost's body laps the water, wetting his paws.
"Bring the wolf here," she said again, "And the Dragon."
Dany felt the old white lion stiffen, "What do you want from her?"
The python straightened her back, "She is the key to wake the white wolf."
Ser Barristan was about to protest again, but Dany stroked his mane, "It's fine. I'll do as she asks."
He grunted, "Fine, just be careful."
She nodded and walked into the pool while the felines watched at the edge, keeping a close watch. Water began blanketing half of her body from the bottom waist softly, it felt cool and peaceful. She let her arms sink into the water to wash the blood and dirt off of her, her half-dried blood began flowing away from her and the wound seems a little cleaner. She then headed towards Ser Rodrik.
"Get up the stone table, cub," he instructed her, "When I place him at the edge, you pull his leg. Understand?"
She nodded and did as she was told. She sat on the stone table and immediately felt cold, only her thighs are submerged. She was used to having Ghost's warmth enveloping her, it felt strange now without him with her.
Ser Rodrik gently lowered himself, the wolf's body began to float a little. The bear took that opportunity to stand on his hind legs and grab Ghost, pulling him out of the water and onto the table.
The second the body is on the table, Dany went to him and tried to pull his leg away from the edge. Ghost is heavy, she was only able to drag him a bit as Ser Rodrik did his best to push the body to the middle.
Just then, the python appeared before them again, making her gasp. Melisandre gracefully coiled her long body around Ghost's middle and pulled him to the center of the table. "You want to be gentle with your mate now, don't you, Dragon cub?"
"How did you…." she felt a little warmer at her question, the elders must've heard that. How did she know?
"The Lord whisperssss to me, just as hisss," she flicked her tongue out and faced Ghost. The python then uncoiled her long body off him, "Now, you are to do as I say from here on. He needs you to wake him up."
She immediately nodded, "I'll do it, whatever he needs."
"Good," she is determined, and the python straightened her neck, "Now, I need your palm."
Dany did as she was told, lifting her hand and presenting her palm. The python then slithered closer to her.
"Try not to ssscream," she hissed before Dany could even ask, Melisandre bit her hand in a blinding speed. Dany yelped, but the pain faded fast. Blood began oozing out of her skin.
"What are you doing?" Ser Rodrik roared, the other felines began to growl at her.
"Her blood is necessary to wake him up," the snake calmly said, then she turned back to Dany, "Now, give your blood to the wolf."
Dany nodded, closing her hand, she scooted to Ghost's head. She lifted his head with her free hand and placed him on her thighs. Then, she lifted his snout upwards so that she can let her blood drop into his mouth. If only he could lick it clean the way he used to do it to her, maybe he could get more of her blood.
After several drops, the python halted her, "Open his eye for me, my child."
She did as she was told, she gently placed her hand on his eyes. Her fingers pulled his eyelid up, exposing his dead red eye. Dany held the urge not to cry, there is no sign of life in his crimson eye she always admired.
Then, she saw Melisandre moving towards his eye, her upper body in an S position as her slit eyes stared hard at him. Dany watched her move carefully, wondering what she is trying to do. The python's eyes began to glow red, startling her. Her tongue flicked out, her scales began to move its pattern, and she hissed loudly. Dany tugged at Ghost's fur tightly, afraid of her sudden quick action.
"Sīmonagon zaldrīzes zokla," she hissed with a terrifying tone, her jaws wide open, revealing her spike fangs, "se vāedagon Vāedar Suvio Perzo lēda zirȳla!"
Suddenly, Dany can see a blinding light under the water. She looked down to see the stone table began to shine, there were patterns that began forming some ancient language. She can hear Ser Rodrik roared in panic and backing away from them.
But Dany stayed where she is, holding Ghost's head tightly. She began to feel the wolf shifting in her arms, "Jon?"
But the wolf still didn't answer.
"Dāez se zaldrīzes," Melisandre chanted one last time before Ghost shifted back to his human form.
It was dark. Cold and dark. He can't see anything, his surrounding is completely dark. No matter where he turns, it was always the same result.
Is he dead? He remembered he was fighting the monkey people, trying to get to Dany. Before he felt intense pain in his chest, and everything turned dark.
Dany…. Where is she? The last he saw her was that she was tied to a pole.
He needs to get to her! But…. Where is he?
Just as he began to panic, he saw a light in front of him. He looked at it, that must be the way out. He walked towards the light, and it began to shine brighter. As he got closer, the light suddenly beamed brighter, enveloping his entire surrounding with more brightness.
Jon closed his eyes, shielding his eyes from the blinding light before it subsidized. When he opened his eyes, he began to adjust his vision. He is in a forest, trees standing tall. When he looks to his front, he gasped.
Right in front of him are two dragons. A black and a white dragon, their yellow slit eyes stared at him immensely, growling deeply at him. These dragons…. Are these the same dragons Dany saw in her dreams?
In the middle of the dragons is a white wolf. His form! Its eyes glowing red like blood, looking at him hungrily.
"Well, well, look who it is," a deep female voice said in front of him. At first, he thought it was one of the dragons, but behind the large direwolf, emerged a red python. She slithered gracefully from where the wolf stood and moved towards him, "Misssss me?"
"Melisandre?"
"Ahh, he rememberssssss," she hissed cunningly.
"Why are you here? Who are they?" Jon stuttered, "Why am I here?"
"Orrr maybe not," she began to slitter around him, "You were killed, remember?"
"What?" Jon's eyes widened, "I died?"
"Hmmm, not yet," she stopped at his face, "Not quite dead, not quite alive."
"Where is Dany?"
"Your mate isssss safe," she assured him, "You chose well, she isss strong."
"How… you saved her?"
"The Lord of Light sssaved you and her…..and your other pack members," she answered him and went back to slitter around him like a wolf stalking its prey.
"So you saved me," But the python didn't answer back, merely hiss. He began to feel frustrated. "Enough with the riddles, Melisandre," Jon demanded.
At his statement, the python appeared at his side, making him startle back, "What is it that you want from me…..wolf cub?"
Again with the riddle, he decided to go along with it, "Why did you save me from the monkey people?"
"Why do you think the Kingsguards saved you and her from his own kind," she slithered around him again, "The whole Westeros has been watching you two….wolf cub."
Jon furrowed his brows, "Why?"
She stopped in front of him again, shifting her upper body to an S shape, "Even you must know you are unusual," she hissed darkly, sending chills down his spine. She began swaying to him as if enchanting him to her moves, "Not quite a wolf, not quite a dragon. Or neither! Or both."
He felt his leg yanked to the front, knocking him to the ground. Jon groaned as he tried to sit up, snapping out of his daze. He gasped as Melisandre began closing into him. Not only is she coming to him, but the dragons are approaching him, the ground shook as they walk. The white wolf is also coming at him, it bared its fangs and growled. Jon began backing away in panic.
"I think we can both agree, Jon Snow, that you are something Westeros has never seen before."
Before Jon can even say anything, the black dragon opened its mouth and breathe out a massive ball of fire towards him. "What will you say then, wolf cub?" she hissed.
He screamed.
Jon's eyes snapped open, and he gasped for air. His entire body felt numb, he couldn't move yet from the shock. Was that a dream?
"Jon?"
When he adjusted his vision, he can see glassy violet eyes staring back at him. He felt his head being shaken, this is definitely not a dream.
"Jon? Are you alright?" Another strong voice called him.
He groaned, "I….What.." he tried to sit up.
"Easy there, cub. Don't take it in too much," he heard another voice say.
"What…where am I," he slowly sat up, feeling a sharp pain on his chest and groaned.
"Jon, are you alright," he heard her, Dany.
He turned to the source and she is sitting right next to him. She looked like she had been crying, her cheeks are puffy, and her eyes are red, and she's…wet? "Dany, what happened to…"
He couldn't finish his sentence as she launched herself to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He can feel her trembling and her breathing exhilarates, "You're here, you're back." He heard her cry, her voice in so much pain.
Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She feels so cold, and her dress is wet, but he didn't care. He stroked her back, "Yes, I'm here. I…." he tried to remember the last thing, "How are we here, where are the monkey people?"
"Gone, you are safe now," his uncle approached him. Jon began to notice that there is also Ser Rodrik and Ser Barristan next to him. They looked like they were injured, but their scars seem to fade a little, hiding their injuries. Dany pulled away from him so that he can see the elders better.
"What happened to you all? How did you find us?"
"Arya came for help," Ser Rodrik said, "She must've seen you both were taken, and we came as fast as possible."
"Arya?" Jon exclaimed, "Where is she?"
"In Winterfell, cub," Ser Barristan said, "I told her to stay and keep this between us."
"I see," he sighed in relief, then he adjusted his surroundings, "Where are we?"
"Away from the monkey people, that's for sure," Benjen said, "But we are now near Moat Cailin. They took you both in a secluded place where the Reed clans could not find identify them."
"And….you all were able to fend them away? Wait…. " he looked around, but there is no sign of the python in his dreams, "Where is Melisandre?"
Dany furrowed her brows, "How did you know?"
"I…. she came to me…. In a dream…. I think," he remembered his dream and the words that she told him. Wait…. is he…. "Am I… dead?"
Dany pursed her lips, looking at him sadly, "Jon….. you were. But…..Melisandre…..she brought you back." Her eyes trailed down to his chest, making him follow her line of direction. He looked down and pulled his fabric to see that underneath his shirt, on his chest, there is a deep line of red, trailing across. Something a living thing shouldn't have.
"I….." he stuttered, his eyes began scanning her and he noticed her scars. There is a red line like him trailing from her shoulder to her arm, her sleeves torn in the process. And he saw her open palm has a bite mark at the shape of a snake, he held her hand, "Oh gods, what happened to you?"
"She brought us here to bring you back," her voice hitched, making him stare at her sad eyes, "She said it was the only way for you to wake up… she…"
"Hey, it's alright, I am here now," he quickly pulled her to an embrace, letting her cry onto him. Jon thinks that explanations can wait. He doesn't know how long he has been dead, but now Dany needs him.
After a while, Ser Rodrik came up to them, "We should head back, it's getting dark."
But Jon wasn't listening. He tried to process everything that just happened, things are getting stranger. As he held her, he wonders. The snake must have known more about him than he knows of himself.
"Melisandre," Jon muttered softly, making his elders look at him as they shift to their respective forms. "She saved us…" he looked at the three elders, "Why?"
Dany stayed silent and could only hold on to him.
The elders only look at each other but could not answer him.
While the rest were celebrating today's event, Nymeria is pacing nervously at her uncle's hut. It's sunset, and they are still not back yet. She wondered a lot of times if she should go after them, but if she goes, people will be wondering where she runs off to, revealing what happened. Who knows what her mother would say to Ghost again.
But then again, what if they need help?
Just as she was still pondering whether she should go, she caught a glimpse of a group exiting the forest, heading her way. It's her uncle, mentor, and Ser Barristan! Behind them, is Ghost and Dany! She is walking beside her wolf brother, her hand gripping on his fur.
They are all safe!
She bounded their way, "Jon! Dany!"
Her dragon sister looked up and saw her, she forced a smile to her. Nymeria noticed that, something really bad must've happened during their capture. But right now, she and her brother here.
Nymeria swiftly passed the elders and launched herself to Dany, getting on her hind legs before shifting into her human form. She immediately embraced her, "Dany! I thought you were a goner!"
She felt her wince, and immediately backed away, "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
Dany shook her head and embraced her again, "No, I'm fine, pup. Thank you."
Arya nodded and went to Ghost, hugging his front leg, "Jon! You are alright!"
He nosed her face and licked her cheek, she didn't realize she has a small tear in her eyes, for her vision became clearer. Hello, Arya. Thanks for getting help for us.
As the cubs reunited, Benjen gathered the bear and the lion. "I am going to speak with my nephew, and Daenerys," he then turned to the old lion, "Ser Barristan, you may explain what's happening as for now. If possible, speak about it with my brother."
The Kingsguard nodded before asking the mentor to come with him, "Come Ser Rodrik, I shall explain everything."
Ser Rodrik grunted, "I hope you know what you are doing, Benjen." His eyes stared sadly at him before following the lion to the castle.
The panther let out a small purr before turning to the cubs, "Cubs, come with me."
The cubs obeyed and followed the panther to his hut.
Benjen made sure his hut is closed tight, he doesn't want anyone to eavesdrop on what he is about to tell them. He prepared some leftover bacon and biscuits for them.
Arya is tending to Dany's scar, making sure that it's properly tended so that there won't be any nasty infections. Ghost stayed in his form to hear if there is anyone approaching them, he stayed by Dany's side, letting her lean onto his upper body as they sat.
"Should be fine," Benjen came back with their drinks and food, offering it to them. Dany and Arya took each, but Ghost preferred later.
Uncle, is there something you'd like to say? The way he said it was rather harsh, he expected it. After all, he was the one who rigged the Race. He wanted to speak to only Jon and Dany, but knowing Arya, she'd demand an explanation as well, sooner or later. After all, she is the spitting image of his late sister.
He sat on the floor, "Son, forgive me for what you had to go through. But I had to do it."
Ghost sighed in frustration, Why didn't you tell me?
"I wanted to tell you, believe me, I do," he said, "But I've told you before, Tywin is after you and I know how much you wanted to join the pack. Even if I told you, you would still want to pass the Running. Now, Tywin is here after you even if you are with us. And Ser Rodrik wouldn't fight with me."
"Ser Rodrik fought with you about it?" Dany asked.
"Yes," Arya answered, "When I looked for them, they were in the middle of a fight. It looked like they were killing one another."
Benjen chuckled, "He has quite a strength."
But that still doesn't explain why you couldn't tell me first, Ghost said.
He sighed, "Tell me, cub. Had I told you beforehand, would you still want to fail or pass the Running?"
Yes, Ghost stuttered.
He nodded, "This is why I couldn't tell you first. Pass or fail, the pack is still weary of you both, and I do not want that one day they all agree to give you away. And somehow Tywin must've seen the entire thing."
"The lion is here?" Arya asked in horror.
"Yes, and that is why you both need to leave Westeros soon," he said, "The Stag King is dead, the lion clan has taken over, and now your lives are in danger. The pack cannot protect you any longer."
"What?" Arya's eyes widened, "Leave Westeros?"
"We didn't want to tell you first, pup. But since you are the closest to Jon and Daenerys, you may as well deserve to know first."
"But…. We are raised together, there is no way Dany will end up bad," She protested, "We are the only family they had ever known. Where could they possibly go?"
Dany placed her arm around her, "Hey, Arya. It's fine. We will be alright."
"But we can protect you just like today," she argued, and turned to her uncle, "Right? The pack can still protect them."
Benjen slumped where he sat, he cannot tell her that Jon died in the process of protecting her, "I'm afraid we can no longer protect them, little one. The South has already prepared for war, the stags brothers are already against each other, and the North too needs to prepare for any attack coming here." He then looked at Jon and Dany, "With the South distracted, it is the perfect moment for them to escape tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow night?" Arya exclaimed, "Why can't we protect them, we can't just let them leave!"
"Arya, please understand. Tywin wants Daenerys since the very beginning, and he is not going to rest until she is in his claws. Look what happened today, do you want this to keep happening to them both again?"
"I….." she tried to argue again and found none.
"We didn't expect Tywin to strike this early, but it appears that he is already on the move," Benjen said, "That Running was a sign to the pack that we can let you leave if you stay, either one of the pack might betray us to sell them to the Lions. They too feared what they might do to us."
Ghost's ears flattened, I wish you could've told me sooner.
"I didn't want it to be this way too, cub," Benjen said sadly, "But circumstances made it difficult. Your Alpha father has been trying his best to keep the North together ever since the Stag King's death."
Daenerys shifted uncomfortably, "What if I leave instead? That way, Jon can still be here."
No, Ghost said immediately, I am not going to let you leave on your own.
"He is right," Benjen said, "He was the one who brought you here first, everyone knew it. That is why he is also going with you. I will help get you both to a safe place with Ser Barristan."
"Why can't we protect them? Where are they going?" Arya is still not getting it, as expected, her voice hitched.
"Arya, please understand that it's not only for their safety but for yours as well."
"But..," the she-wolf is on the verge of crying, "The pack stays together... We always do."
Benjen couldn't say anything for this. The poor pup is still young, it's obvious that she couldn't understand reality yet.
Daenerys hugged her, he can see she is in tears as well, "Hey, we won't be leaving too far. We'll come back and visit when Westeros is safe again."
"But you promised to stay," she mumbled onto the fabric of her dress.
She pressed her cheek at the side of Arya's head, "I do, pup. Very much. But if I am only going to put you all in danger, how are we able to be together forever?" She placed both her palms on Arya's cheeks, "Please understand that our leaving will only be temporary, Arya. We'll be together again."
But the pup didn't nod nor say anything, merely burying her face on Dany's chest again. She continued to stroke her back trying to soothe the distraught pup. Ghost curled around them both and softly whimpered, understanding her feelings as well.
Benjen could not say anything as he watched the cubs trying to console one another. In a better world, they would've been raised properly and loved. But that world is beyond their reach as of now. He can't imagine what the pack would be like without seeing them again.
Jon and Dany carried Arya, who cried to sleep, to her chambers before going to theirs. The celebration was still going hard, so they managed to slip past them without noticing. After cleaning themselves off, they sat together on the bed, holding each other, processing what just happened today. Even though they can hear the sound of happy music penetrating their walls, it wasn't enough to lift their mood.
"This is all my fault," Dany suddenly whispered.
"Dany, we've been through this…"
"No, Jon," she pulled away from him, "Tywin is back, we were captured, you were killed, and your uncle and mentor were nearly killed trying to save us. All because Tywin wanted me in the first place."
"But we managed this far…."
"Don't you remember what he told us when you first found me? He wants me dead! No one is safe if they keep me, and now you are in danger."
"Dany, I can protect you."
"Jon, you were killed right in front of me," she cried out, tears began welling up her eyes, "You weren't moving when I held you, you died in my hands."
"What?" Jon furrowed his brows, he was killed right in front of her?
"The others nearly gave up on you, I begged them to bring you to Melisandre when she offered help," she exclaimed, "I had to do something for you! Even if it costs me my life, this is the price I paid for living with the pack."
"Dany, stop it."
"Maybe if I give myself up to Tywin, you'd be safe and…."
"No," he held her arm and pulled her to a searing kiss. He can feel her trying to pull away but he's not going to hear any more of it, he had had enough of her blaming herself. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, swallowing her protests and turning them to moans. He wants her to get rid of all her self-doubt that planted its root in her head.
When they parted, Dany could only gasp for air as they leaned their foreheads together. His grey eyes found hers, "Do you remember the night with the elf clans when we were under the stars?" He felt her nod, and continue, "You told me that you'd rather let the Khals take you than to live your life never knowing me," he stroked her soft cheek, wet with her tears, "No one has ever said that to me, rather the opposite. When you told me that, I knew that I can never let you go and that I love you even more."
"But…. The lions…"
"Will never have us," he gave her a quick kiss again on her swollen lips, "When we leave this place, we can be free from them. We can live however we want."
"But you'll have to leave the pack because of me," she whispered sadly, tears streaming down her face again as she closed her eyes, "You could've done so much more had you not found me."
"And live my life without knowing you? Not a chance," he kissed her lips again, "I'd rather die than to live my whole life without knowing you, that's why I wanted you to be my mate. I was so happy when you said 'yes' that day," He stroked her cheek and held her hand in his, she looked up at him lovingly but there is still concern written on her face. He switched his tactic, "Do you remember the vows when two people become one?" He felt her nod, "Care to repeat it with me?"
She can feel her swallowing before she parted her mouth. He felt nervous at this request, he didn't know why this came up in his head, but it seems necessary.
She looked up at him, confirming that she's ready, and they began, "Father, Smith, Warrior. Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am hers and she is mine... I am his and he is mine... from this day until the end of my days."
He took her hand and pressed it to his chest where his heart beats steadily, "Until the end of my days, Dany." He kissed her lips again, "The moment you said 'yes' to me, you can't push me away anymore," he felt her wrapping her arms around his neck, "No matter what happens, I will always be there for you. I will always love you, Daenerys Stormborn," he murmured to her.
That did it, he felt her more insistent into the kiss. He can feel her tongue battling her, wanting more. Her chest pressed foreword to him, wanting him closer to her. "I love you too, Jon Snow. I just…. I don't want you to be far from me, but I can't get you into more danger again."
He rolled her underneath him as she said this, "Then we don't," he simply said, "We leave the pack, and we'll live somewhere safe," he brought her hands up her head and continued to kiss her.
She smiled at him lovingly, "Thank you, Jon."
He pulled his face from her, "Whatever for?"
She stroked his jaws, "For accepting me, for giving me so much happiness, for protecting me, and…" she brought his lips to hers, "For loving me. I love you so much, Jon Snow."
Jon's heart swelled at her words, "And I you, love." And he plunged his tongue into her mouth.
Soon, their kisses became heated and hungrier. Jon knew that Dany didn't want to go further the last time he gave her his hint, but after she witnessed his death…. It seems that she had forgotten her words.
"Dany," he kissed her cheek, "If we go any further, I might not be able to stop what we are about to do. Nothing has to happen here, but if we keep going….."
"Then we don't," she simply said as he did, she snaked her arms around his neck and tears leaked out her eyes, "Show me that you are real, Jon. Show me that the man I love is alive and here with me."
He smiled at her and nipped her ear, "As my mate commands," his hands travel to her skirts, slowly lifting them up, "May I?"
She nodded, and he continued. Soon enough, her dress is gone. As he was about to reach her undergarments, he felt her holding his hands, "Wait."
"What's wrong?"
"I…. maybe you should let 'these' on….," she told him shyly.
He began kissing her neck, "But I'd like to see all of you."
"Yes, but…..you might not like what you see," she hesitantly said.
It clicked to him. Before he found her, she was not handled well by the world. Everyday, it's rare for him to see her with sleeveless clothing or anything short. Is it to cover whatever marks were on her body?
"I love you no matter what, remember?" he whispered to her. She nodded, "It's alright, Dany." Then he slowly untangled the laces that kept the undergarments together and pulled them down. Then, he can see what she worries he'd discover.
There are scars and blue marks painted along her body. Like him, there is an ugly red line across her ribcage, trailing down to her back. The bruises at her lower body aren't big, but it looked like someone hit her with something hard. Was it Viserys? If it was, he was glad he killed him.
Dany turned sideways in embarrassment while she covered her exposed chest. Did he give her an awful stare?
But he didn't look at her injuries long. Instead, he began kissing each and every one of them. He is careful to be gentle, not to hurt her, "You are beautiful, my love." She felt her sigh under him, he took it as a sign for him to continue.
Once he had given each of her scars and bruises an ample amount of attention, he snaked his head towards her breast, which she is still covering. He gently held both her arms and placed them at her side, "It's alright," he lifted her hand and kissed her palm before placing them back to her side. Then his attention went back to her mounds, admiring them for a while before he began.
He wrapped his arms around her chest and pulled her closer to him, and he kisses her breasts. She moaned and gasped at each kiss, and finally, his mouth found her nipple. He swirled his tongue around it until he can feel it ache. He admitted that there were times he would be curious how loving her would be like, to hold her bare like this. He wants to feel her more.
He pulled his shirt away and threw it aside, now he can feel all her soft skin and continued to kiss her breast. He latched onto a nipple and swirled his tongue around it again, his other hand began kneading the other mound and thumbing the nipple. Dany whimpered in ecstasy, he can sense it. After that, he'd switch to another breast and gave it the same attention.
Once he has finished loving her breasts, he lifted himself up to take a good look at her. Jon had seen her flushed before, but never like this. Her cheeks red and her eyes half opened, her chest rising up and down heavily. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," she whispered softly, "You?"
"I've never felt more alive," he murmured to her. He began to move his head down her body, kissing her abdomen and going further. As he managed to go down, he swiftly unbuttons his breeches and shimmied out of it.
"Jon, what are you…"
"Obliging your request, to let you know that I am real," he said, spreading her legs apart, "Know that I have never done this before, this is only for you, Dany."
He didn't wait for her response as he turned his attention to what's between her legs. He gently kissed her inner thighs before he grazed his lips towards her core and swiped his tongue up, making her jerk.
"Jon….. ohhh…" she gasped, crumpling the sheet under her hands.
He continued to lap at her nub like a hungry wolf, grazing his teeth and sucking on the bundle of nerves. Jon had never done this to anyone before, he had only heard of this technique from stories, how they pleasured their mate to their fullest. He didn't understand it at first, but now everything made sense.
When her breathing became frantic, his instinct is to go faster. He licked and sucked her nub continuously, it's as if the wolf inside of him sprung out. He held her thighs to keep her steady and focused on pleasuring her, her hand managed to find its way to his locks.
"Jon…I…ooohh …I am going to…." She tried to speak between her pleasures.
"It's alright, love," he groaned onto her core, "Let it out." His tongue lapped at her frantically, wanting to get rid of her ill memories of today's event.
Soon enough, she shattered and he can taste her even more. Her back arched and her fingers tugging onto his hair, her mouth shaped into an O, releasing a silent scream. Jon lapped every bit of her juices, ensuring that none is wasted.
Once he is sure that he drank every single drop of her, he moved up to her and kissed her lips. "Are you alright, love?"
He can feel her chest rising up and down fast, gasping for air, "Yes…. You…" she catches her breath, "you were a beast," she managed to giggle.
Jon chuckled at her response, "I'll take it as a compliment," and continued to kiss her. As they were lost between their kissed, he managed to position his already hard length on her entrance. Dany moaned when she can feel it, he leaned his forehead to her, parting their lips.
"Are you ready?" he asked her softly.
"Yes…" she whispered to him.
"This might hurt a little," he warned her, "And I'm going to mark you in the process."
She nodded in understanding, and wrapped her legs around his waist, "I'm ready."
Jon nodded and kissed her soft lips, helping to distract her coming pain. And finally, he thrust forward slowly, entering her.
Dany threw her head back, breaking their kiss and gasp hard.
"Are you alright?" Jon panicked, "Do you want me to stop?"
"No," she quickly said between her breathing, "Don't stop."
"I'll go slow," and he kissed her again, hoping to take her pain away. He plunged his tongue into her and found hers. They both swallowed their moans and groans, careful not to be too loud as Jon continued to thrust into her tight entrance until he reached home. Dragon and wolf tangled in each other's limbs.
This is an entirely new experience again to him and he imagined it is to her too. Another forbidden vow he broke again because of this lovely person under him. He had heard stories of how amazing consummating would be, yet he was afraid to do it with anyone. Or rather, he couldn't find anyone to love until she waltzes into his life. This was the very thing he swore he will never do, and yet here he is. He didn't take it badly, but it changes everything he thought he ever was. Jon had never felt anything like this, to love someone this deeply.
Soon enough, he can feel that Dany's pain faded to pleasure. She snaked her arms around his neck to pull him deeper to her mouth, wanting more of him. She is so flushed and warm underneath him.
The wolf inside Jon faded and he felt as if the dragon inside of him awaken. His thrusts became more frantic when he heard her voice pitched higher, notifying her coming climax. He can feel her wanting to tell him that, but he doesn't need to be told. He ghosted his hand between their bodies and found her bundle of nerves. Dany jerked at his action, parting their lips for a while before fusing them back, her moans muffled into his mouth. Jon stroked her nub, wanting to reach her limit. "I'm close, Dany. So close," he told her between kisses.
"Me too," she groaned before kissing him deeply again.
As he was about to reach his climax, he parted their kisses and brought his mouth to her shoulder. Finding the spot where he had always thought to be the best place to mark her every time he looked at it.
Eventually, they both reached their high. As he climaxed, spilling his seeds into her, he bites down her shoulder hard, but not enough to bleed her. Dany wailed between pleasure and pain, he felt her teeth on his shoulder and bit down onto him. He can feel her insides clenching tightly onto his length, shattering as well. Her wails are muffled and his loud groans vibrating her shoulder.
They are both covered in warmth and sweat, adjusting to their post-reaction. When Jon's breathing becomes steadier, he slowly lies on her but careful not to crush her. Dany stroked his back, soothing his ragged breathing to normalize.
After their after-glow, Jon kissed the side of her head and fell beside her. Then he pulled the covers to their naked bodies and gathered her into his arms, his mouth placed on her forehead. "Are you alright?" he asked her.
"That was…." She breathed in, "wonderful." Dany kissed the scar on his chest, "You are wonderful."
"So are you," he told her, finding her lips and kissed her again, "Am I real now?"
He felt her lips twitching up, "Very."
He hummed, "Let's get some rest, love."
"Mhmmmm," she replied sleepily and sighed onto him, "Good night, my love."
"Good night, my mate," he whispers to her ear and drifts off to slumber.
That night, the full moon hung in the sky, illuminating the dark.
I didn't expect them to do it now…. But seeing that Dany just saw her mate dies in front of her…..well…..who wouldn't? This is my second time writing this kinda stuff, so please bear with me. Lol!
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Oh, I started another fic called, Destiny's Union, a season 8 AU. Give it a try!
And I have updated Defiers of Fate too, check it out!
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Till next time!
-Claire.