Dany
GUYS DINNERS READY!
Thank the gods, it was a wonder she could even hear them shout with the hammering of her heart in her ears.Dany couldn't even say for sure who the hell was shouting them, but she was relieved, not because she wasn't enjoying her time with Jon. She was enjoying it way too bloody much… Cuddled up in bed catching up on life though just as the day progressed it didn't take long before they were kissing again, seemingly growing bolder the longer they spent in each other's presence. In the attempt to stop herself from wrapping her legs around him, she rolled onto her belly mind going blank as she felt him hovering behind her. Pushing herself back onto her hands and knees her brain and body going to war as a moan spilt from her throat when she felt the tip of his cock against her cunt. Dany tilted her head to look over her shoulder closing her eyes as he leaned in to catch her lips in a sloppy kiss breaking away when she felt the tip of his cock draw a line along her folds, don't stop, stop, fuck, fuck, fuck…
GUYS WAKE UP, DINNERS READY!
Oh… yes, right… dinner. She pulled away immediately rolling over and staring up at him, trying her best to calm down which was nearly impossible with the way he was looking down at her. The lust clear to see in his rich brown eyes, lips parted while he stared into her eyes, he needed to stop fucking looking at her like that. Dany let her gaze work down his body, his cock hard tenting his boxes. Even the navy boxers he wore did little to hide the arousal around the tip of his cock, the material simply displaying a patch she knew would match her own… Taking a deep she huffed out a laugh as he collapsed on top of her using his entire weight to pin her to the ground while hiding his face against her throat,
"We have to go," there was a part of her that didn't want to leave the tent but she knew it was for the best, either that or someone would come for them, probably Arya, and she didn't want any more discussions about what they were doing, not with anyone else at least.
"Yes, we defiantly should get going," there was sarcasm in his tone as he shifted slightly so he wasn't pressed against her chest as heavily but it meant she could feel his cock again against her stomach instead, just what she needed. He was defiantly doing this on purpose.
"We really need to go, you arse,"
"Exactly," Dany snorted when he didn't move, his body going limp when she tried to push him off. She used her hips in an attempt to work herself from under him, gasping as she inadvertently moved high enough to feel his cock-pressing firm against her once more, she was going to kill him if he did that again, he was maddening.
"If you do that again I'm going to strangle you," he pulled away to look at her a grin on his face as he pulled his hips away shifting his weight slightly,
"What… this?" An airy moan left her throat, and she moved her hands to his throat yanking him forwards into a sloppy kiss, wrapping her legs around his waist-
ARYA, GENDRY, DANY AND JON FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WILL YOU GET UP
They jumped apart laughing at how exasperated Robb sounded sharing a peck on the lips before they framed themselves and got dressed. She was doing her best not to focus on the effects of what playing around did to her, her grey boxers doing nothing but amplify the results of how wet and needy she was for him. There was a lot of cursing as they dressed before heading out to eat and she enjoyed every minute of it, that and the uncomfortable look on his face all the way back to camp until Robb spotted them and Jon bit back his grimace pretending everything was peachy despite squirming in his seat. It wasn't like she was faring any better wishing she at least had changed her boxers especially now that they were outside… She should go change… Dany made a show of patting down her pockets for her phone before running back to the tent for a change of clothes and her phone; it was slightly embarrassing how easily he managed to affect her. They hadn't done anything beyond some petting, heavy petting and yet she wanted more… He was so fucking frustrating. Heading back to camp she thought about it all, for a moment, when they were shouted, the second time, she thought he was going to rebel rid them of the clothes and fuck her senseless and that thought… Exited her; he excited her, more so than anyone had in a long, long time.
Still, she had no idea what the hell she was doing. There was the topic of them, she found herself wanting to talk about, wanting to tear the past apart dissect everything because she wanted at the very least to be friends, for him to be in her life again in any capacity because she wasn't lying, she had fucking missed him. As she got back to camp, she took her seat between Missy and Margaery so they could eat together and talk, though she found herself looking at him over the campfire. The fire reflecting in his eyes as he watched her intently even as she folded her arms over her chest and shook her head failing the repress the smile as he failed at winking for the thousandth time. Dany adverted her gaze back to Margaery who was still complaining about the bloody lake, it seems everyone was, though in truth she'd almost forgotten all about the cold altogether.
Grey handed out the metallic trays with the food to the girls, despite not winning the race they were still eating first. He'd chosen to cook omelettes, and they smelled delicious, mushrooms, onions with peppers and cheese. It was amusing how Grey got roped into it; it was supposed to be group task, but she knew Robb was useless in the kitchen, and Gendry looked like he'd just woken up, as for Jon… He was otherwise occupied. Sat there, it made her realise how difficult she and Jon had made things for their friends. It wasn't like they did it on purpose; she met Margaery in college before she got with Robb while they both knew Missy and Grey; she knew Grey sometimes went out with Robb, Jon and Daario and yet they'd kept up this feud, it wasn't even a feud. There was Arya and Gendry too though they were the odd ones out because she didn't really spend time with them but she knew it couldn't have been easy for them, having to deal with the childishness… Maybe at the very least after this trip, they could resolve that?
Dany watched as the guys along with Arya, because she stubbornly refused to eat before Gendry, all fought to add ingredients into the pan. she could see the way Grey was slowly getting more flustered with each passing second, gripping the whisk with a death-like grip as the guys didn't seem to ease up,
"Guys for effing sake, please get out of my way," Grey said while shaking his head, Dany paused watching as Arya covered her mouth and stared at him,
"OH MY GOD, he fucking swore," Arya threw her head back laughing, it was always said the Grey was a little more reserved than the rest,
"I didn't swear," he protested busying himself with the pan. Robb scoffed but moved away, sitting at the other side of the fire by Jon,
"The new software has totally fried his circuits," Robb said winking towards him, Grey for his part rolled his eyes,
"Robb leave him alone," Margaery said innocently, "I'm guessing his USB took a lot of punishment last night," Dany nearly choked at Margaery comment coughing as Missy shook her head failing to hold back a grin while she tried to glare at Marg as everyone laughed,
"Probably exchanged a lot of data too," Gendry waggled his eyebrows sending everyone into a fit of laughter again as Grey threw a mushroom at his head. The bickering finally stopped and everyone seemed to settle down and relax, she could see that the couples were all eager to get some alone time especially as it was the last night before they met up with everyone else. She couldn't say for certain what she was expecting from the second part of the trip but she knew Daario was going to be there and she wasn't looking forward to that, at all. There was also the little fact that Daario had no idea she and Jon had history, which could at least turn out to be eventful, to say the least. Originally she was looking forward to it, not for any other reason than the prospect of having fun but now, now she was dreading it. She'd enjoyed the first part of the trip more than she ever dared to hope and that was with the amusing thought that if Jon pissed her off, she had threatened Margaery to walk home…
The time up in Eyrie seemed to flash by with everyone heading back to their tents to grab coats before settling around the campfire under the stars together. Taking her place next to Jon again, not that she minded, it was becoming exceedingly more difficult to reframe from curling up against him but she did, if only for her own sanity.
"We should play a game," Arya suggested from her spot laying her head on Gendry's lap, she didn't even bother to open her eyes clearly enjoying the way Gendry toyed with the ends of her hair. Dany smiled at the affection adverting her gaze, other than the kiss they shared earlier the two were very private with shows of affection though she figured that was more down to being in the company of Jon and Robb,
"What are you thinking Arya?" Margaery asked from her little resting place against Robb the two snuggling under the warm blanket they were smart enough to grab when they went back to their tent.
"Something easy," Arya sighed grasping Gendry's hand and kissing his palm, Dany watched them all smiling at how fucking adorable they all were, even Missy and Grey who kept stealing kisses when they thought no one was looking… Dany finally caved to the temptation curling up against Jon happily surprised when he pulled her even tighter against him,
"Survival 101," she shivered as he whispered the words in her ear shaking her head as he pulled away so she could rest her head against his shoulder, her hand pressed against his stomach as she turned her attention back to everyone else.
"What about 20 questions," Missy suggested smiling shyly, to be honest, Dany didn't mind what they did as long as it didn't involve moving, she was content right where she was. Everyone seemed to agree in the lull of the night as the fire roared on with Arya going first,
"Is it alive?" Robb asked,
"Yup," Arya answered opening her eyes and leaning back against Gendry instead of laying down,
"Predator or Prey?" Gendry asked shaking his head, as Arya elbowed him not so subtly in her attempt to get comfortable,
"Yes or no questions only dumbass," Arya rolled her eyes turning and punching Gendry, the two ending up wrestling with Gendry pulling Arya into a bear hug while Arya fought to be free,
"Keep it PG guys," Robb warned, Dany chanced a look at Jon who snorted as Arya sprang away punching Gendry again. The game eventually continued the question ringing off as they tried to narrow in on what the object was. Do we eat it? No. Does it fly? No? Does it live in the woods? Yes… Jon just beat Robb to the punch guessing correctly with Wolf which had Robb cursing and Jon rolling his eyes at Arya's predictability. Jon took a minute to think about it before they were bombarding him with questions. Does it live? No. Do you buy it? No. Do you eat it? No. Dany was baffled, and the group seemed to be no better needing to take a moment just to think of more questions. Is it dirt? It was a good shout out by grey but Jon shook his head. Is it dead? Jon shook his head ducking away as she tried to punch him. Missy managed to get it in the end with Wight, they continued playing for a few rounds with Missy's choice being easy with Butterfly though she felt somewhat proud when Jon blanched out at what she picked. Jon was certain it was an Eagle; Robb was thinking it was a Peacock while Grey picked Pigeon. In the end, Arya figured it out as dragon grinning as Marg and Jon had a facepalming moment. The game continued with a few weird choices of Sand from Grey, Weirwood tree from Robb, and Gold from Margaery but it was actually Gendry who managed to win, with a bloody war hammer no less…
Soon they all fell into silence while Arya ran off returning with a bottle of Vodka that she had smuggled up the mountain. Everyone was given a plastic cup half-filled before Robb called out a toast,
"To a peaceful few days," he paused, smiling, "But fuck that lake to hell," Dany laughed with everyone else cheering before she downed the drink, surprised at how strong it was scrunching her face up at the burn in her throat. She agreed with Robb, it had been a pleasant couple of day away from the real world, she couldn't even say for sure the real world hadn't even crossed her mind at all and sat there with Jon's presence a constant beside her she couldn't say it would. Mind stubbornly going back to their tent, his body pressing hers down, the feel of his hot thick length pressed against her tormenting and teasing her in such a way she craved it, she craved him… That wasn't even taking into consideration the wager tonight, how the hell was she supposed to survive all that? The anticipation grew steadily as the couples all called it a night, with Robb and Marg heading out first followed by Arya and Gendry and lastly Grey and Missy. Dany smiled and waved at them all waiting until they were gone before she turned to the man beside her, sliding onto his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck so she could see him. He smiled brightly bringing his hands to the low of her back,
"Is there a limit to what you can tell me to do?" Jon asked, she always thought it was kind of self explanatory, it wasn't like she was going to ask him to murder someone or do anything she wouldn't be willing to do herself,
"Why… Are you scared?"
"No, I'm just thinking ahead…"
"I think we should keep the tasks and orders between us but other than that anything goes,"
"Anything?" she realised that it was rather presumptuous to say that with the surprise on his face, or maybe that was fear…
"Unless you're afraid Jon…"
"No, I meant what do you mean by anything?"
"Well, if you tell me to do something I have to do it…" she trailed off feeling a heat crawling up her neck at the thought, "Like if I told you to close your eyes and keep your hands to yourself, you have to do just that…"
"It's going to be a long night isn't it?"
"You're just going to have to wait and see,"
She felt giddy on the little walk back to the tent as she dragged him along; she still hadn't really decided what she wanted to do, though she liked the challenge of finding a way to drive him absolutely crazy. They took their shoes off at the mouth of the tent and stuck them in the corner out of the way; she watched slight amused as he decided to take it on himself to straighten their things up before he turned towards her expecting more tasks. She smiled up at him closing the distance and pressing her lips to his lightly pulling away to point to the pocket in her bag. Jon looked curious though he knelt and rummaged through the pocket, pulling out the padlock she knew that was there. There was a question though he didn't need to voice it as she stepped aside and let him lock them away for the night. Once that was done she stood up across from her looking at her expectantly, she knew where he was going with it but she was still the boss. Taking a step forwards she removed the distance between them enjoying the way his fingers cupped her jaw and brought her into a messy kiss, senses going haywire, needing to cling to him for fear of collapsing in a heap. She knew then, knew what she wanted to do as his tongue brushed against her own… Dany couldn't help but smile as she pulled away making as show off looking him up and down as she stepped away hoping to find her courage…
"Strip," the words were raspy, but she knew he heard her; his mouth falling open as he merely stood and stared at her as if she had three heads,
"Wha…" He trailed off mouth opening and closing continuously like his brain had turned to mush, and he was simply an empty shell. He shook his head, clearing his throat before he tried again, "Dany…" she loved it when he called her that, half wanting to remove the distance and kiss him again only she didn't, instead she folded her arms over her chest,
"I said strip Jon," her tone held no room for argument and she held back the urge to laugh as he swallowed hard shaking himself out of his daze as he held her gaze and started very slowly unzipping his coat. Dany bit her lip as she watched him pull the jumper over his head followed by his t-shirt swallowing hard when he held her gaze as his fingers moved to the buttons of his jeans. She watched intently as he pushed them down, his boxers doing nothing to hide his cock already stood to attention tenting his boxers. "You can keep those on," His fingers stalled on the band of his briefs, his breath laboured as he looked up again. There was relief, confusion and lust written all over his handsome face, tonight was not going however he thought it was. "Turn around, and if you peek I'll get dressed,"he shook his head slightly but did as she said giving her the opportunity to undress. Once she had stripped she climbed into the bag hiding herself away before she turned back to Jon, how long would he stand there before he protested? Dany took the moment to admire the view, his muscled thighs, the curve of his arse, the muscle in the back of arms, his hair tied in its usual bun. "Don't turn around, let your hair down for me," she was sure she heard him curse but she couldn't be sure what he said as he pulled the band of his hair and released his flurry of curls, she wanted to run her fingers through it, press his mouth to hers, his mouth to her…
"Are you planning on making me stand here all night, it's rather cold you know,"
"Well, I certainly could if I wanted to," she smiled as she watched him carefully, "You're lucky I'm feeling generous… come to bed," she grabbed hold of the cover tightly as he turned around and climbed into bed heartbeat picking up at his close proximity watching his every movement as he laid on his side facing her,
"Am I allowed to cuddle you tonight?"
"I haven't decided yet," she was tempted to kiss him again, but she decided against it, "Close your eyes and don't move," Jon narrowed his eyes and she was sure he was going to ask her why, "You have to do whatever I say remember, unless you want to go to sleep…"
"I know the rules, I just hope you remember them too…" with that he closed his eyes, and she released her deathlike grip on the sleeping bag scooting close and pressing her chest against his gasping at the sensation of her flesh pressed against his. Jon was already squirming knuckles clenched tight body shuddering, and it only emboldened her, she leaned forwards seeking out his pulse point along his throat and tracing it with her tongue before closing her lips around it and sucking gently causing Jon to curse under his breath. Pushing him to lay on his back she followed him closing her eyes at the sensation of his chilled skin pressed against her wet, throbbing folds. She wanted to grind against him, press her cunt against him, mark him, a part of her wanted to press herself against his mouth… Dany trailed up his torso grabbing his arms and pushing them up over his head stopping just below his chin, the truth was she was afraid to take the next step, instead of watching him, wondering if he could smell her arousal. He took a deep breath through his nose a growl tearing from the back of his throat before he tilted his head forwards his tongue drawing over his lips before he – Ohmyfuckinggod… No… Yes. Dany flew away from his tongue trying to gather her wits from the pleasure as his the hood of her clitoris moving until she felt his cock press against her arse. Torture, this was torture of the highest degree, so much for tormenting him… "I can finish you off if you like,"
"I'm starting to think I shouldn't allow you to talk,"
"It's not my fault this isn't going to plan," he smiled before he continued; "You're just a terrible tease." Dany glared at him filled with determination she lifted herself slightly wiggling her hips until she felt his length centred between her legs, she pressed her palms against his chest trailing her hips slowly up and down his length moaning as his cock twitched pressing firmly against her. His boxers offered little, and she was sure she could feel every grove and rivet as she worked along his cock. Dany watched him carefully as she continued his eyes clenched shut, teeth holding his bottom lip prisoner, his body almost shaking…
"Are you okay Jon?"
"I-er… hmm y-yes," he shook his head, and she got back to the task, his briefs wet sticking to her as she rubbed herself on him, biting back a moan and watching him, waiting for him to break. Dany paused as a grin slowly spread across his face his hands moving – at first she thought he intended to touch her – he didn't. Instead, he moved his hands to the lining of his boxers,
"You said I couldn't touch you, you didn't say I couldn't move," with that, he pushed the lining of his boxers down his cock springing free from its confines though she closed her eyes refusing to let him win. Lowering herself onto his cock slowly moaning at how good it felt before grinding against him once more. she knew she shouldn't but she really didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Taking her time to run along his cock from root to tip moving further still near on shaking as the tip of his cock trailed against her entrance before trailing back and doing it all over again. Dany gasped as Jon bucked his hips penetrating her folds slightly though she was already climbing off him shooting up to her feet and grabbing a T-shirt. She knew he'd break eventually... "Dany?" Jon was heaving laid on his back still with his eyes closed,
"Game over. You moved," She threw the T-shirt over her head before attempting to get the sleeping back into some semblance again. Turning her attention to his, he was shaking his head slightly though other than that he hadn't moved,
"I was wrong…" she laughed as she climbed into bed laying on her side and watching as he sorted himself out before rolling over and facing her. He left a little space between them, more than she'd been accustomed to in their short time together, "You're a very good tease, but you do realise that you're only pushing me to rise to the challenge," Jon smiled and she was caught off guard at how unbothered he was,
"Bring it on,"
"You drive me crazy you know that?"
"Good," she liked that she did, still she didn't understand why he wasn't annoyed or at the very least trying to goad her into continuing where they left off. "Are you going to cuddle me?"
"What kind of stupid question is that?" she smiled rolling over enjoying the way he pulled her tightly against him, a little surprised as his arm snaked its way under her keeping her arms imprisoned against her chest. Dany closed her eyes as she felt him kiss along her throat nibbling against her earlobe, body tingling as she pushed back feeling his cock against her arse.
"Jon…" she trailed off at the feeling of his fingers trailing slowly up her thigh lifting her leg and hooking it over his thigh. Opening her as he slowly continued his movements up the inside of her thigh, "What are y-you doing?" he didn't say anything though she got her answer moaning as his finger traced through her folds. Oh, gods yes. She squirmed against him as two digits circled her nub, she wanted more attempting to lift herself only he held her prisoner. The sensation at the base of her spine was slowly expanding body tensing, bowing slightly and then… nothing. Dany blinked willing her eyes to open staring as his fingers hovered close to her face, listening to his words of encouragement to lean forward drawing her tongue along his fingers before taking them into her mouth, moaning at the taste. Releasing his finger, she tilted her head to the side catching his mouth sloppily staring at him when he abruptly pulled away…
"You're a very good tease," he pecked her on the lips again before he continued, "I'm just better…" she could only stare at him as he closed his eyes settling in for the night. He had to be joking… Dany tried to pull away laughing when he wouldn't allow it… "Sorry, you're not going anywhere…"
"Jon please…" gods he was so frustrating, and yet she still couldn't help snuggle against him when he leaned forward and pressed his cheek to hers. Dany had no idea what she wanted when he finally let go pressing her face to the pillow to calm down, fighting through the endless feelings and thoughts swimming through her head but there was one that seemed crazier than all the others did. One she was beginning to accept…
She wanted this.