Dany
She managed to hold back the laughter just long enough so he couldn't hear her as he went to take the condoms to Margery. Margery wanted them along with the charger hours ago, better late than never… All night, that's how long she had to command him about and she wasn't about to let him off the hook just yet. She wanted to torment him, as he had done ever since the kiss in the car. She couldn't explain how he did it but he drove her mad, in everything he did. Sitting around the campfire a small smile on his lips as the flames illuminated his handsome face, no, she was not staring. The number of times she'd caught him staring at her lips too… Did he know he was doing that? No, the drive from the supermarket after he kissed her… like that, it had been a struggle to concentrate on anything other than that, but then he started staring at her lips and well she wanted to know if he would just kiss her again. Turns out he wouldn't… Well, he tried but by that point, she was thinking of ways to annoy him again. Laying on her side she watched him storm through the flap the tent shaking his head in disgust,
"Right before I get settled in, is there anything else you want me to do?" he glanced around the tent like he was trying to think of something himself, Oh I'm just going to infuriate you.
"No, can't think of anything," she peered up at him innocently and he nodded seemingly satisfied with the answer before he turned around and zipped the tent up. She watched him silently as he began undressing clearly not that bothered that she was watching. Whether he was doing this on purpose she did not know but he stripped to his boxers, leaving his T-shirt on before he climbed into the sleeping bag and faced away from her. Oh, she was going to enjoy this… Dany bit her lip building the courage to do what she wanted, a plan that had emerged from a petty threat to what it was.
"Jon, the clasp on my bra is stuck can you help?"
"It wasn't stuck last night,"
"Get up and unfasten the clasp," it was a struggle to reframe from laughing as he groaned and climbed out of his sleeping bag. She turned away lifting her t-shirt so he could access the clasp and trying not to react to his fingers or his warm breath against her skin. A slight brush of his finger later and her bra was loose.
"Is there anything else?" she let her T-shirt fall pulling her arms through the holes so she could take it off without showing herself to him. Turning slowly she watched his eyes widen and following his gaze she was already fighting the heat rising up her neck at her hard pebbled breast nearly poking holes in the T-shirt.
"It's-" she cleared her throat, "It's the cold," she moved her hands to cover herself watching as he pressed his lips together before he burst out laughing, "Stop staring," she reached with her other hand to cover his eyes,
"I'm not staring, so is there anything I can do for you?" she glared at him and the stupid teasing smile on his face,
"Not th-"
"-That you can think of, yet as soon as I get back in that sleeping bag you'll demand that I do something else," he cut her off summarising her plans for the night, but they were only the beginning.
"I will now," he was shaking his head even as a smile curled across his lips, "You should get in bed Jon,"
"Nope," he crossed his arms over his chest to emphasise the point,
"So you can't keep your end of the deal, is that it?" he huffed before rolling his eyes and climbing back into his bed. That's a good boy! Turning back around Dany pulled off her jeans before grabbing a towel; glancing over her shoulder thankfully, Jon was still facing away from her so she climbed into her sleeping bag pulling her T-shirt off.
"Jon?" he acknowledged her with a hum so she continued, "Put your jeans on, and your hoody"
"What, why?" it was a whine and she couldn't help chuckle curving her amusement only to explain the rules.
"Do whatever I say remember," he was cursing as he climbed up and faced away she quickly wrapped the towel around her waist and laid on her stomach, facing his way,
"There," he sounded annoyed, looking somewhat annoyed even though there was a smile never far from his lips whenever she caught his gaze.
"Okay, unzip my bag. I want a back massage,"
"Oh" she smiled at how surprised he sounded, "You could have just pushed me off the cliff you know, drown me in the lake, hell well-placed hands and you could strangle me to death"
"Is touching me that bad?" she asked holding her breath as she felt the pull of the zip as he drew it down, the trickle of cold air left against her skin in its wake, still she felt like she was on fire as he hovered close,
"I see you as the equivalent of Medusa, only everyone you touch turns to stone," he replied as he pulled open the bag, she shivered as the cold air assaulted her skin toes curling as she swallowed hard. This was a terrible idea…
"Didn't seem to bother you when you stuck your tongue in my mouth,"
"You kissed me first," he shot back and she shivered again as his finger drew a line along her spine gently, yes this was a terrible idea.
"We had a deal,"
"Yet you still stole my room,"
"Stop complaining," she liked the weight of him settling on top of her as his fingers massaged at the achy muscles in her back, along her shoulders, down her spine. It was lovely, the struggle was trying to stay awake, the tiny voice in her head wanting to roll over just to see his reaction before sending on another bogus task. As the massage wore on, she could feel him getting braver, fingers curling around her sides, along the line of the towel like a sweet form of torture.
"You okay down there?" he asked as he continued on,
"You're rather good at this,"
"High praise from you your majesty," he sounded amused though she couldn't say she cared at that moment, she just didn't want him to stop. It also gave her a great reason to win whatever challenges she could all week just so she could get a massage every night,
"D-don't forget the legs, Jon," she sighed as his fingers found a particularly hard knot of muscle and he worked his magic. Who'd have thought that her first-night camping was spent cuddling her ex for warmth and the second was spent under him getting one of the best massages she'd had for ages…
"I may have over exaggerated; I'm rather enjoying this,"
"Stop talking and get on with it,"
"Or what?"
"Ah" she winced as he poked her side; she wasn't in the mood for that. Not bothering to sit up she reached back and whacked his leg fighting to stop herself from reacting as his fingers trailed along her arm, across the back of her hand. Gooseflesh broke out over her skin and the temptation to trap his fingers in her own was strong but she held it at bay, he wasn't done quite yet though as he leaned forwards slightly the brush of the drawstrings from his hoody before he has hovering. Dany did her best not to react, not to show how much he truly affected her, heart near beating out of her chest as she felt his breath against her skin,
"So you're ticklish huh?" It was a whisper next to her ear, she could feel his warm breath on her cheek and when his nose brushed the side of her face she was foolishly turning her face towards him and opening her mouth against his soft lips. It felt exactly the same and so very different, a much more intense warmth as his tongue grazed her own. She arched back against him breaking away as she felt his bulge against her arse. Addictive, Dany turned her face to the other side, stopping herself from kissing him again, demanding more.
"You should finish the massage, Jon,"
"Your wish is my command," his weight was gone as his fingers rolled and stroked over the back of her thighs never nearing where her body secretly wanted them. It was a sweet form of torture and she wasn't kidding when she said he was rather good at it. There were moments, delicate moments where her focus was entirely on stopping herself for downright moaning, pressing her thighs together for relief at the mess he managed to make of her. All with a kiss and touching… When he finally finished it took her an embarrassingly long time to gather her senses turning her head and sleepily watching him as he sat and waited quietly.
"Thank you," she smiled hoping he saw that she meant it,
"Couldn't really say no could I?" he replied, giving her a tired smile.
"Can you zip my bag up again please?" she really didn't want to move, or more couldn't really move without exposing herself to him, after the trek and that massage she was ready to sleep,
"Of course," he pulled the sleeping bag over her cocooning her in the warmth and zipped it up so she was as snug as a bug in a rug she smiled up at him rolling over in time to watch him walk to his sleeping bag,
"Wait, can I have your T-shirt," his smile faltered, as he threw his jumper on the floor.
"Only if you promise not to ask any questions," Questions about what? He smiled looking down at her expectedly, waiting for the promise. She couldn't really understand where he was going with this…
"Okay, I promise," he nodded before he pulled his t-shirt over his head revealing angry scars littering his chest. Dany felt her mouth falling open as he brought the T-shirt over, mind coming up with a thousand and one different questions. Who di- Everything was silenced at the press of his lips on her cheek,
"Try not to think too hard," he smiled again as hemoved back to his sleeping bag and as he stripped down she took the moment to pull the T-shirt over her head, his scent and the light tinge of his cologne enveloping her as she threw the towel away and snuggled into her bag. Looking over his way, he had his back to her again… What happened to him? She stomped on the curiosity wanting to lighten the mood between them,
"You want to know a secret?"
"As long as it doesn't involve me running around camp"
"I'm not wearing any pants," she expected him to laugh, though she realised the implication as he groaned like a feral animal, oh gods…
"Daenerys -,"
"Night Jon," she rolled over almost burning up at the thoughts no doubt going through his head right now. Closing her eye's Dany attempted to clear her mind though it was a little bloody difficult when she could feel him so close. She should have made him sleep in the field!