Still Playing

Dany

Achy, that's the first thing she felt as she woke and then it was the cold, ducking under the cover as she felt the assault on her face, her mind catching up with what happened last night, that actually happened. A roller coaster of a night with how it went, but it was enjoyable with all the messing around, and that wasn't even taking into consideration the sex. There was a grin playing on her lips as she thought about that, about him, peering over her shoulder to find the bed empty. Dany couldn't quite explain it, but she felt so light like she could float away in a second, and at that moment she just wanted to see him. Drag him back to the tent and cuddle up and get tangled up in each other again. He was addictive, like a drug that splayed over her choices, over her decision making and she loved it, she was enjoying it! Climbing out of bed was harder than she expected enveloped in the cold as she fought to get dressed as quickly as possible. It was even colder than the first night when Storm Bobby hit. The storm drenched her that night, so it didn't bode well for the day at all. It wouldn't stop her though, as she wrapped a blanket around herself and surveyed the mess they had made.

The towels were still in a heap in the corner from their late-night excursions to the lake. It was anyone's guess what the time was when they sneaked out into the night determined to clean up. So, lost up in each other they misjudged how cold it was as they sneaked to the lake. Trying their best to stay quiet, but needing to touch and chase each other through the tree to the water's edge. Finding each other, heart racing as the coats fell open, and he pinned her against the tree his cock hard, pressed against her belly. Kissing for a moment before they were running again, clutching coats to bodies until they got to the lake. They stood on the banking huddled together looking out over the lake; the moon shining over the surface before they were stripping down. The shoes flung one way and the coats the other.

IT WAS FUCKING FREEZING.

One toe and she was done with it, ready to head back to the tent until she was in Jon's arms as he confidently strode in, the arsehole. It took everything in her power to stop herself from screaming, occupying herself as she fought to get free from his grip before they cleaned up as much as they could, as quickly as they could. Thankful that she had the foresight to put their hair up because she was bloody sure they would have frozen to death if it hadn't. There was an upside, however, racing back, never straying too far from one another until they locked themselves away once again. No matter how many times they zipped the bags up, one way or anything they always came undone assaulting them with the cold air, making them cuddle closer –Not, like they needed another reason to cuddle or get lost in each other but seeking out warmth was as good as any– until they were pressing against each other, seeking lips and falling into the same dance they had all night.

Dany made sure the blanket was wrapped securely around her as she headed out, navigating her way towards camp feeling somewhat nervous after last wasn't like they hadn't done all those things just felt different, and it wasn't like they were the same people either. They had both come a long way from the bright-eyed kids they once were. She stopped as she reached the edge of the camp, glancing around a tree to find Jon and Robb around the fire talking quietly.

She took a deep breath before strode into the opening where the camp was, it was quiet out with only Robb and Jon there, though Joffrey was arriving at the same time as her. From the looks of it, Robb was still half-drunk, or he was at very least feeling the effects as he rested his head on his folded arms a warm coffee nested between his legs. Joffrey was wrapped in his big coat with his hood up and quickly grabbed a drink before settling down, while Jon was sat in just a T-shirt cradling a coffee in his hands. Dany quickly greeted everyone before she grabbed a coffee and took her seat against Jon, readjusting the blanket so it covered him too, enjoying the way his arm wrapped around her and he pulled her closer just like he did last night.

"I'm sure I heard you singing last night," Joffrey said, looking towards Robb who smiled and shook his head probably struggling to remember half of what happened last night.

"You did," Jon stated, laughing at the groan Robb released as he shook his head again causing Joffrey to laugh into his cup,

"I think we got carried away last night," Robb admitted as he looked up towards them, smiling "Thank You for helping us get back. I remember that much at least," She smiled, waving him off, wondering if he remembered everything else,

"Is Margaery still asleep?"

"I'm sure you'll hear her when she wakes up!" Robb said as he shook his head, she couldn't help but laugh imagining the mini heart attack Marg was likely to have, well she hoped.

"You left them?" Jon asked in disbelief.

"There were fucking tons of em', and I'm in no state to clean them up," he complained, bringing his fist to his mouth to catch a yawn, causing a chain reaction around the group. Dany rested her head against Jon's shoulder knowing she could easily drift off to sleep in the quiet morning, right there but to be honest, she wanted very much to head back to the tent more. Tilting her head back, she peered up at him, moving closer, so she could whisper in his ear,

"We should go back to the tent," she suggested. If only for a few more hours, curled up together, alone. She was sure they could think of a few things to keep each other occupied.

"Why would we do that?" Jon asked as he took a sip of his drink,

"Because it's warmer in the tent,"

"I'd love to, but I volunteered for breakfast today with Gendry, but you can go back if you want," he said. She was already shaking her head, that's not what she wanted at all though saying that if they wondered off now, it wouldn't take a genius to figure out what they were doing–Unless everyone went back–and she didn't want that. It was mainly everyone making a big deal out of it. When at the moment they were enjoying themselves and messing around.

"What's the plan for today?" Joffrey asked, breaking them from their little moment. Dany turned her attention back to Joffrey and Robb. They usually got idea's sent by text from Margaery, but she was still asleep, so it was a little hard.

"We're supposed to be fishing, but I promised Marg I'd row her around the lake like in the movies," Robb said, shrugging as he took a swig of his coffee.

"San's might like something like that," Joffrey added thoughtfully.

"Well, the lakes big enough," Robb replied. It was strange how the two were more civil with each other this morning, but she was glad for it.

"I'm sure they'll both love that," she added, knowing they both definitely would, especially Sansa.

"Why don't you get Daa…," Joffrey trailed off as she glared at him, watching him as he swallowed hard, "Jon, to take you?" he suggested, helpfully. Dany scrunched up her face as she peered up at Jon,

"Can we,"

"I'll take you," Daario declared as he stormed into the clearing drawing all their attention. Dany frowned as she looked at him, pressing her lips together as she saw the TWAT in big black letters written across his forehead. Jon nearly choked on his drink, and she shook her head to stop herself from laughing as Robb barked out a laugh looking at the sky and Joffrey snorted into his cup doing his best not to look up. "What's so funny?" Daario asked as he paused glancing around between the four of them though she distracted herself by pulling the blanket up and snuggling closer to Jon.

"Life man, life is just so funny," Robb laughed, trying not to be too obvious as he looked towards the fire. Daario rolled his eyes and quickly poured himself a cup offering Robb a refill,

"Are you still drunk?" Daario asked as he filled Robb's cup up and sat down around the fire. Robb rolled his eyes but thanked him and hid his face in the steam of his cup.

"For the record Daario, I'll pass," she stated, trying to stop herself from reacting to the letters scribbled on his head,

"Well, it's an open offer, come and find me whenever you want and I'll take you for a ride," he said. Dany blinked unsure how to respond to as Jon coughed muttering 'fitting' under his breath.

"Do you hear what's coming out of your mouth?" Robb asked as he stared towards Daario, even Joffrey looked speechless as Daario shrugged,

"No, Robb he doesn't. Sometimes he's just a…," Jon trailed off waving his hand towards Daario, which summed it up nicely.

"Someone's moody. Don't worry I didn't get any either, so we can be sad together," Daario frowned playfully before he sat back and got comfortable and Dany was debating taking a photo and posting it everywhere though she could confidently say Jon had no reason to be sad today…

"Fuck off," Jon laughed, flipping Daario off in the process who winked as he took a drink of his coffee. One by one everyone else slowly started to filter out into the cold morning wrapped in blankets or their big coats, each having a unique reaction to Daario though none more so than Arianne, though she brushed it off blaming Robb and how rough he looked.

Grey stuck the radio on low despite the complaints from everyone with a hangover which seemed to be everyone except for Grey, Sam, and Arya. Jeyne still seemed to have trouble walking while Sansa was hiding behind big black shades that covered most of her face. The camp fell into a nice morning hush around the fire when they were disturbed by Margaery's scream that pierced through the camp, loud enough to send birds scattering from trees. Dany laughed as everyone paused and it didn't take long for Marg to arrive with a flurry of curses. Dany was nearly in tears as Margaery glared at her, pressing her lips together before she started laughing again.

"You, I knew it was you." Margaery shook her head though there was a smile playing at her lips as took her seat next to Robb around the fire. "You're so mean. I sat up and I thought I was in some kind of nightmare, panicking more when one of them stuck to my hand," she trailed off shaking her head.

"I told you, I'd get you back," she trailed off wondering if she did. "Well, I didn't, but you deserved it for the Eyrie," she stated. Dany hated the way Marg smirked as her eyes went from her to Jon.

"I don't see you complaining about that anymore," she mouthed, so only she could see, thankfully. She wished they went overkill now, maggot's wiggling away in her shoes but it was done with, for now. Dany instead rolled her at Margaery before she turned her focus to Jon and Gendry as they went about making breakfast. They decided on breakfast sandwiches, and just like the other day, Arya was hovering around annoying them as she did with Grey. She ended up sat around with Missy, Sansa and Gilly talking about random topics as breakfast was made. It was becoming increasingly difficult to stop her mind from thinking about last night, it was not at all what she expected, incomparable to what she could remember, and although they were at it most of the night, she wanted more! There was something about it, it didn't start slow, nor fast, it wasn't just sex, and they didn't make love, it was a mix of everything, making them, her, almost desperate for more despite the night they had. They had almost used an entire box of condoms' which pretty much summed everything up, though in her haste she did tear one open while Jon pulled the end off of another two, and now all they had was 2 left. Dany paused her train of thought to smile and thank Jon as he handed sandwiches to the four of them. Sansa and Missy opted for egg only though she and Gilly had sausage and egg and it was good, the chiefs for the morning did an amicable job as they finally finished up to eat their sandwiches' with Jon taking his place right next to her once again. Dany reframed from leaning against him while he ate though she did grab him a coffee, as they sat around sharing idle chatter. She wasn't sure what it was but something was going on this morning. Something between Theon, Ramsey, Jeyne, Sansa and Joffrey as they stole glances at one another when they thought no one was looking though it was more notable between Sansa and Joffrey too as she caught Margaery's gaze go between the pair, before Sansa sighed loudly,

"I can't do it," Sansa stated, looking disgusted as she shook her head again, more firmly this time. Dany glanced at Joffrey noting how uncomfortable he looked as he looked towards Sansa,

"What's the matter, sweetie?" Missy asked as she moved closer to Sansa, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She didn't look upset though Jon paused eating his sandwich to glance up at Robb and Arya.

"Joffrey wants to try anal, and I just can't do it…" Sansa explained way too loudly. Arya grumbled something under her breath, but it was drowned out by Arianne laughing her arse off followed by Nym.

"For fuck' sake, I'm eating Sansa," Jon complained. Dany covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing as she looked up to see Robb close his eyes pinching the bridge of his nose as if he couldn't quite believe this was happening.

"It's just so…"

"Babe, can we talk about this later?" Joffrey asked. He sounded desperate, and she was sure he wasn't the only one as the Stark's seemed to be stuck in place, while Jon was shaking his head as he tried to finish his sandwich. Dany wasn't sure what to do, she wanted to laugh though that was more because of everyone's reaction opposed to Sansa, and the predicament that she was currently in. Just looking around the group, Arianne, Nymeria and Daario were whispering and laughing amongst themselves while Gendry was laughing at the horrified look on Arya's face. Then there was Sam, Grey who both looked stunned, but it was Missy and Gilly's helplessness that got to her the most, they had no idea what to say.

"You know what, I'll buy a strap on and see how you like it!" Sansa stated crossing her arms firmly over her chest in a huff. Arya had her hands pressed against her face as she leaned against Gendry, who was trying and failing to stifle his laughter, while Jon grumbled something under his breath and looked down at his half-eaten sandwich almost apologetically,

"You might like it," Arianne said with a wink.

"It might bring him down a peg or two," Daario said, trying to act all serious though it was pointless as he started laughing, along with most of the group. Even Robb choked up, seemingly seeing the funny side as he shook his head, though Joffrey? He didn't look too amused at all to be the centre of everyone's amusement.

"You looked in the mirror this morning?" Joffrey asked. Arya uncovered her face to fix him with a warning glare, only Joffrey smirked and continued, "Sometimes you're just a twat," he pointed to Daario's forehead, and she could only groan along with half the bloody group. The easiness of the morning falling away for a much more tense affair as Daario quickly got up and rushed off, and Joffrey went off in the opposite direction to sulk.

"I'm too hungover for this shit," Robb declared as he climbed to his feet sighing deeply. He looked as though he could do with a couple more hours sleep in any case and Margaery was no different as she followed him pressing a palm against Sansa's shoulder on the way past.

"Are you ready for heading back for a bit?" Jon asked. The question caught her off guard as he gulped back his coffee.

"I'll catch up," Dany decided, smiling at him, and watching as he nodded and headed out. He was the only one bar Robb that seemed unbothered with how cold it bloody was this morning.

"Guys," Sansa sighed, frowning when Arya looked her way in disgust before she walked away without so much as saying a word. Gendry followed after her still struggling to keep a straight face laughing as Daario rushed back to camp with a mirror in his hand and a pack of baby wipes. Dany sat with Sansa, quietly ignoring the conversation that she was having with Jeyne. They were talking about Ramsey and her weird exploits in the night and 'that thing,' whatever that was, which made even Sansa look disgusted, which told her all she needed to know.

Dany's mind was all over the place, though perhaps more than anything at the moment it was on the talk, the talk they needed to have. It was terrifying because she knew that if she opened herself to that, there was no going back. They would have to relive everything, all the feelings, the things they said, figure out why everything turned to shit between them. Was this just a pipe dream? It didn't feel like it was, and she didn't want it to be, but the question was there, and they would only know if they tried.

The walk back to the tent was quiet, and she took her time hugging the blanket to her chest and cradling a coffee with her free hand to let the cold air help to calm her down. Dany wasn't quite sure how long she stayed at camp but as she climbed through the threshold of the tent, Jon was curled up fast asleep. Dany smiled as she locked the tent behind her, finding an adequate place to put her drink where it wouldn't be spilt though, in the end, she gulped it back and gently sat astride him on top of the sleeping bag. Jon took a deep breath as she leaned forward to press a kiss to his lips, before pulling away. Watching him, waiting for him to move though he didn't, so she kissed him again, feeling bolder, and nuzzling against his throat teasing his skin with her teeth. Dany smirked when she felt his lips against her jaw, turning her head and catching his lips hungrily. Ever-changing, she wanted to be closer, to feel his skin against her own, pulling him forward as she sat back, breaking the kiss to pull the t-shirt over his head,

"What are you doing?" he rasped, trying to catch his breath as she leaned back a little further and pulled off her T-shirt throwing it to the side before she looked up at him smiling,

"Do you need me to spell it out for you?" she asked, chuckling at the dumbfounded look on his face though he got over himself quickly as he pulled her back against him and drew her into another kiss. Dany couldn't explain it, she couldn't find the words to explain it, she just desperately wanted him though she knew they needed to be quick… There was an urgency that wasn't there last night, as Jon grabbed the condom, and they fought to get the jeans from being struck around her ankle before she was pushed down, pulling Jon along and into another kiss. Dany drew her fingers along his forearm, moaning softly as he settled flush against her breaking the kiss to meet his gaze. Searching, a million and one different questions, though at that moment she didn't want to look beyond this, beyond them. Brushing her nose against his lightly, before she leaned forwards nipping against his bottom lip with her teeth. A laugh bubbling out of her throat as he shook his head and attacked with teeth, nipping against her throat, moaning as those nips merged to kisses, turning her face and seeking his lips.

'Oh,' she gasped as he thrust forwards, suddenly, eyes widening in surprise, the surge of pleasure, as she sought his lips. Needing more, clutching at him, as he thrust hard, deep, cantering her hips to meet him with every thrust, it felt different pressing her lips to his deepening the kiss. Their bodies pressed close, breaking the kiss only to breath before they were kissing again, the slow hard thrusts amplifying the pleasure, driving her up the bed as she clung to him. "Are you sure we're going the right way?" It was Arianne's voice; she was sure though it was incredibly hard to concentrate on that. Dany tightened her legs around him, pleading with him to stop and listen.

"I'm not survival fucking expert," Daario grumbled as a reply, Dany was struggling to find a reason why they would be anywhere near their fucking tent at- 'Ohm fuck' Dany moaned as Jon pressed forwards, his cock hard, deep, a laugh silenced by lips as she gravitated her hips to meet him with every thrust.

"We're looking for their tent, not for water in a desert you dumbass," Arianne replied. Dany was climbing, sweaty, skin sticking to skin, her walls fluttering, breaking away wanting to scream in ecstasy as she clung to him.

"How do people put up with you?" Daario questioned. Dany wanted to whine, they were getting closer, and she wasn't sure she could stay quiet much longer, as she distracted herself pressing her lips to his skin, tasting him on her tongue,

"I'm lovable, but there's no hope with you," Arianne laughed. Jon stopped this time, and she leaned back taking a moment to catch her breath, staring up at him, digging her nails into his side to pull him down, wanting to finish this. Pausing her train of thought as Daario continued.

"People like me, just fine thanks," his declaration made Arianne laugh. Dany couldn't say she cared as she looked up at the man hovering over her, catching his gaze and biting her lip. Making sure he could see, as she drew her hands down her body, cupping her breasts in her hands, peering up and making sure he was watching before she continued on the path down her body. Jon growled, snatching her hands away before she could touch herself, pressing her hands above her head gently, his fingers drawing over her palm, their finger interlocked as he slowly pressed forward again. It was different this time, searching for his lips, slow, hard, working together.

"I don't know how Jon puts up with your shit," Arianne questioned. Dany had almost forgotten about them and their proximity. Trying to stay quiet, struggling to stay quiet, as she held his gaze, her heart beating rapidly in her chest,

"I'm telling you he's a fucking recluse, without me in his life he would be a hermit."

"Sto-stop," she gasped quietly, trying to slow her breathing as she could hear them outside the fucking tent. What the hell were they doing over here? She couldn't focus, on that though as Jon increased the speed of his thrusts, her nails digging into his shoulder her teeth biting into his neck as her vision began to fade trying to stop herself from making a sound. Jon pulled away pressing his hand to her mouth firmly, slow, hard thrusts forcing her up the bed, the pleasure engulfing her from the tips of her fingers to her toes, as she stared up at him feeling her orgasm crest panting against his hand as the pleasure washed over her. Her body clenching to stop herself from moaning loudly when he followed her, finding her lips in a messy kiss before he collapsed on top of her. Sweaty in the middle of their euphoria she couldn't say she wanted to move, content to lay there as long as they could. "Hello, is anyone there?" Arianne sang. Jon pulled away before he thrust deep, suddenly, and she bit her tongue to stop herself from moaning out loud as she leaned back to look at him and that stupid smirk on his face. "Wakey, wakey,"

"Fuck—off," Dany groaned as Jon pulled out panicking for something to say. "Shush, Jon's asleep." She whispered loudly. Smiling as she leaned in to kiss him once, twice before Jon pulled away grinning as he pointed to the walls of the tent. The attention soon came to fixing the mess, with Jon fighting to free the sleeping bags from under her as she attempted to get dressed though all she wanted was to snuggle up and ignore the world, but any chances of that was ruined. They managed to tidy, dress and make themselves presentable before Jon climbed in his sleeping bag and covered his face up and she quickly sprayed some perfume needing to pull the lip of his sleeping bag back, so she could kiss him again before she crawled to the entrance to unlock the zip. She was a little surprised as Arianne smiled and pushed past her followed by Daario, the latter smirking which had her rolling her eyes.

"I couldn't find the key… It was in the lock," Dany lied, watching the two of them eying the place suspiciously, though it was more amusing how Daario made sure to stay away from Jon while Arianne didn't seem to care, going so far as to poke him in the head which caused him to stir, "What do you want?" she asked, trying to get to the chase. Arianne smiled though she turned her attention back to Jon.

"Jon… Wake your lazy arse up," Arianne laughed poking him again until he shot up his eyes narrowed a sneer on his lips as he blinked towards Arianne and then Daario before grumbled something under his breath and laid back down and rolled away. Dany watched him, smiling tightly, wishing they were alone, tangled up together.

"I don't think I care enough for whatever you have to say…" Jon mumbled, snuggling down like he was ready to go to sleep which seemed likely because she wanted to do the same,

"There's no need to be so rude Jon," Arianne said as she laid back against him causing him to grumble even more before he pushed himself up, tearing the sleeping bag apart in the process,

"You just woke me up you, ass," Jon frowned as he sat back up turning his attention to Daario and sighed deeply, "What the hell do you want?" he asked, like she bloody asked come to think of it…

"I told you he's grumpy, even worse in the morning," Daario said smirking as Jon rolled his eyes. Dany watched amused as he glanced at Daario's forehead again, the ruminants of TW and the top of T still on his forehead. "Whatever you're going to say, just don't!" Daario stated,

"I think it suits you nicely," Jon said grinning, Dany smiled as Daario rolled his eye's

"Yes, we know Arya is hilarious. Don't worry. I'll get her back."

"I wouldn't recommend it, but good luck, nevertheless. So, are you going to tell us what you want?" Jon said, looking from Daario to Arianne as they looked between each other until Arianne rolled her eyes and continued.

"We heard that you two are playing a game for wagers, and we want in," Dany blinked a little caught off guard, yes they were playing a game but it was just between them, they had said that from the beginning… Dany watched the way Jon snorted, glancing towards her, his eyes searching before he smiled slightly.

"We aren't playing anymore," Jon said with finality, she couldn't help but frown thinking about the impending talk. Dany knew that it would likely sap the fun out of everything, the games and the bets balanced it all out, so she couldn't understand why they couldn't still be playing the games and enjoying themselves.

"We are still playing," she argued, watching the way Jon sighed loudly while Arianne and Daario grinned between themselves.

"Okay, it seems we are," Jon grumbled. Dany shrugged as he glanced at her, catching Daario and Arianne giving each other knowing looks. Looking at Jon again, she took a deep breath rolling her eyes when she realised Jon had his T-shirt was inside out, the idiot.

"So what are the rules?" Daario asked. Dany sighed be before laying the rules out. There wasn't much to it, to be honest, it was simply whoever wins gets the others to do one thing each, though she added the rule 'within reason' because there was no way she was doing anything with Daario or Arianne that she had already done with Jon. Maybe that wasn't fair, but she didn't care and other than that a little friendly competition didn't hurt!

"So what's the challenge for the day?" Arianne asked glancing around the group looking somewhat excited.

"We don't have one," Jon mumbled. He seemed to be more interested in his phone than the idea of a new challenge for the day.

"What about fishing?" Arianne suggested. Dany couldn't help but pull a face as Jon grimaced looking over his phone, while Daario shook his head.

"It's a myth that people like fishing," Daario stated.

"Well, if we all hate it, then doesn't that make it more of a challenge?" Arianne asked smirking at Jon, who didn't seem pleased with the idea at all.

"Okay, so what can we bet?" Daario asked as his eyes roamed the group. She was already dreading whatever he came up with. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that it would no doubt be something weird or crude, or both.

"Whatever you want within reason," Dany stated firmly emphasizing 'within reason' because she knew what he was like.

"So, I could get you and Arianne to share my tent tonight?" Daario asked. There was a smirk that only seemed to grow as she grimaced and met his gaze.

"Yup," Jon stated.

"Without you in it Daario," Arianne laughed.

"I'm not sharing your tent," she stated quickly. Nope, that was not happening she wouldn't share his anything.

"You know the rules Daenerys," Jon replied. Dany glared at him as he stared back unblinking with a small smile on his face. His way of telling her he was going to make this personal.

"Fine." Not that she would.

"So the winner is whoever catches the biggest fish?" Daario asked again. Dany shook her head as Arianne pinched the bridge of her nose,

"No Daario, it's whoever catches the biggest fucking bird," Jon said as he blew out a breath. "Let's just decide what everyone wants and get to it…" he finished finally realising that his T-shirt was inside out though he didn't seem to want to fix that with Ari and Daario in the tent.

"So if I win," Daario said. "I get to stay in your tent with Arianne and Dany while you have to share with Theon," Daario continued, pointing towards Jon.

"If that's what you want," Jon shrugged. Dany was already shaking her head,

"I'm not sharing a tent with you Daario," she stated. After all the shit she had to deal with, she didn't want to be in an enclosed space with him at all, even if Arianne would be there.

"Fine, if I win you have to kiss me, and not a peck either… I'm talking tongues and everything!" he said with a wink. Arianne had a smirk on her face while Jon pressed his lips together to stop himself from laughing.

"Fine, whatever," she grumbled with a shrug. The wages didn't mean fuck all if she could win. She watched as Ari knelt forwards and whispered something in Jon's ear, making him smile, but he shook his head.

"No, just pick whatever you want."

"Okay, if I win. You two can't share a tent for the night," Arianne said, pointing between her and Jon. "As for you Daario, you aren't allowed to wear clothes in your tent with Theon," she stated, laughing at the look on Daario's face. He didn't look happy at all…

"Theon's not using his tent," Jon added quickly.

"Well, Dany will have to kick him out as well," Arianne said smiling brightly.

"If you win," Dany said.

"Well, I guess I could send Daario into yours and Theon's tent naked if you want?" Arianne laughed. Dany shook her head, grinning, thinking of a way to make Arianne uncomfortable in all this…

"Okay, if I win. You have to share my tent with Theon, while Daario has to share your tent with Nymeria," she stated before she turned towards Jon. "And you have to shave your bread off," she added quickly grinning at the look on his face, he wanted to make it personal.

"What now?" Jon looked on dumbfounded as Daario laughed at his expense though it didn't take long for him to pick his jaw up off the ground. There was already a smirk on his face as he narrowed his eyes. "Firstly Nymeria would kill him," Jon stated quickly pointing towards Daario, but he didn't take his eyes off her before he recoiled and turned towards Arrianne. "Hang on, didn't Theon share a tent with one of you last night?" Jon questioned looking at Arianne.

"No."

"Theon got laid…" Daario cut in, looking around the group. "By who?" he asked before he slowly turned towards Arianne.

"By whom as Sam would like to say. Don't look at me," Arianne said. "All I know is that me and Nym were up most of the night talking," she continued before she stopped and shook her head. "But, we're going off course what do you want out of all this, Jon?"

"Well, since I'm in such a giving mood, Daario you have to walk up to Theon in the middle of the camp and kiss him in front of everyone. As for you Arianne, you can't touch alcohol or the stash of weed that Nym has for the rest of the day, and you," he trailed off glancing towards Daario before looking back at her. "You have to go on a date with Daario," he stated. Jon was grinning as he looked at her, and she could only blink.

"What?" she questioned quickly only to be cut off by Daario.

"What the fuck is it with all this weird shit between me and Theon?" he asked. Dany was aware Arianne was laughing though she couldn't take her focus off Jon and that fucking smirk playing at his lips. What the actual fuck?

"It's because you're adorable together," Arianne laughed.

"Aren't you funny," Daario grumbled. "Can we just be civil for once?" he asked. He had to be fucking joking, right?

"You should have brought someone with you," Arianne suggested.

"The girl I had in mind was already here," he replied glancing towards her. Dany grimaced as Jon mumbled dear gods under his breath, and honest to god she didn't know which was worse though the constant comments from Daario won out in the end.

"I want to change my wager. If I win, you have to offer Theon A blow job in the middle of the camp in front of everyone. If he accepts you have to get on your knees and give him what he wants!" Dany stated firmly, as Jon and Arianne laughed,

"No," Daario replied.

"The rules are the rules," she said innocently causing Jon and Arianne to laugh even harder as Daario sighed loudly as he caught her gaze.

"Fine," Daario sighed. "I'll stop with the comments. I'm sorry."

"Good," she said. "My original wager still stands," Dany finished. She hoped that was the end of it for good now, but she had an inkling suspicion it wouldn't be. Now she needed to deal with Jon.

"What about you two?" Daario asked, looking from Jon to Arianne.

"Oh, you thought I was going to change my mine wagers?" Arianne asked. "That's not happening." Arianne crossed her arms over her chest in finality and Daario moved on to Jon.

"I say you can't use any hair products for the rest of the week, let your hair down for once," Jon replied laughing as he pointed to his head.

"You're such a dickhead."

"So, when do we start?" Arianne asked. Thankfully, they decided half 10, and it wasn't long until Jon was zipping the tent back up to lock them away from the world. Dany watched him as he quickly pulled his T-shirt off and was about to climb into bed, but she stopped him with a foot on the lip of the sleeping bag glaring at him. Did he think his wager would go under the bridge or something?

"A date with Daario," she repeated quietly staring him down, watching the way he rolled his eyes and sat back watching her silently. "After everything, I told you. You want me to go on a fucking date with him?" she asked knowing full well she was getting worked up more irritated when Jon said nothing, only blew out a breath and shook his head.

"Is this just a game?" he asked instead. Dany blinked at the question, shaking her head firmly.

"No," she replied after a few moments of silence, "It's not a game," she said again, firmer this time as she sat back watching him climb into his sleeping bag, deciding to move over and squeeze into it with him. Dany quickly stripped down to her underwear, managing to get her feet in but it was a little tight around the waist though with Jon's help she wiggled in. It was a tight squeeze, but it was nice to be pressed against him, their legs tangled up though she did quickly find a problem.

"Have you finished?" he asked scoffing as she wiggled and tried to see him, but she couldn't, though she could feel his breath against her hair.

"This is surprisingly comfy," she mumbled against his chest, squeezing her arms around him. This wasn't a game she could say that with certainty, they would have their talk, and they would work out where it left them, but it wasn't a game. "I still can't believe you chose that," she wiggled as much as she could, but she realised pretty quickly she was stuck. "I'm stuck." She trailed off as Jon laughed. "Jon, please?"

"I swear you should come with hazard signs."

"Shut up," she mumbled as she felt Jon shifting his arms behind her as he began to pull at the zip. Dany winced as it pulled on her hair thankful when he used his other hand to pull strands from the zip one by one trying to loosen her hair from being caught in the bloody thing. She waited patiently wincing when he pulled her hair as he laughed, pushing at him firmly, and turning around when she was finally free frowning at the strands of hair in Jon's hand. He was going to get up, but she rounded on him, reaching out and cupping his cheek, meeting his gaze as she smiled. "It's not a game, Jon," she said softly wanting him to see the truth of it. Jon brushed her hair behind her ear before he pulled her closer, pressing his lips to hers softly.

"I can't fish," he confessed. "And I don't really intend to try, so don't worry about going on a date with Daario," he explained. Dany scoffed smiling as she felt his arms around her grimacing as she felt the cold on her back. Jon quickly zipped their bags together, and she climbed in smiling as he wrapped his arms around her once again, only she kissed him before laying against him. It felt like this was the calm before the storm, the impending talk between them hovering over her but after everything, she didn't know where to begin. There was a comfortable silence that seemed to stretch as they laid there arm in arm starring at the canopy of the tent and she used the moment of peace to think…

When they were younger, after losing dad, Rhaegar and Aunt Lya, Jon was the only constant she had in her life. He was always there; they were always together and maybe she was naïve to think that he always would be. There came a point when she felt as though something was wrong, her friends never liked him, but he was uncaring of whatever they said but that didn't stop the chasm from growing between them. Nothing changed until everything seemed to bubble over one night… It was a normal Friday night babysitting to make some extra money while Jon accompanied her and for some reason, everything just seemed to get out of hand arguing and shouting at each other. To this day she couldn't even remember how it started though she could remember how it ended…

'Just go Jon.'

Things became tense after that, the arguments growing frequent over petty things, her friends pleased pushing her to discard him from her life. Of course, she could never do that and eventually whatever it was just stopped, they worked everything out between them; only Jon headed north for two weeks. They kept in contact, texting and calling whenever they could find the time and when he finally came home, they rekindled what they had, spending time with each other again though looking back it was all a folly. It was something so obvious, something she should have realised, but she didn't, and then… He left.