Jon

The sounds of the fire hissed and crackled wildly in the hearth as Jon hovered carefully atop of her shuddering body, mindful of the reminder of their love that grew inside of her belly. She was sated, basking in the afterglow of pleasure that he'd just given her moments ago, her face flustered red with tear-streakened cheeks, pupils blown wide with violet eyes lit with desire as the flames raged widely, casting a orange hue upon their bodies and around their chambers. This was his favorite side of her, free and untamable, her silvery-gold locks disheveled from his sudden urge to taste her upon his tongue. "...Make you soar amongst the stars..," she had told him as his cock twitched painfully, grazing lightly against her swollen, wet folds with the need to release. She'd propped herself up slightly on one elbow as she reached up, snaking the other hand through his curly black locks in a grasp pulling him into her, trailing her soft, wet tongue along the side of his neck towards his earlobe.

"Fuck," he growled in a low whisper as he leaned into the curve of her neck, giving a gentle swipe of his tongue followed by a sharp nip of his teeth, eliciting a needy gasp from those soft, plump lips followed by a sigh. He'd seen that look in her eyes a thousand times over, and he knew that the dragon within her was ready to come out and play, ready to take over in full control.

Pressing two nimble fingers sharply into his tight muscular chest, she guided him down beside her onto the soft, feather pillows. The sting from her nails caused him to wince slightly, igniting a new flame of desire as she left behind two crescent moon-shaped marks as hints of the glowing light outside the shudders began to flicker amongst their sweat-dampened skin.

As she leaned in forward, she placed her forehead gently against his own as she straddled his thigh, her center dripping hot with her arousal like the night when they'd first made love on her flagship boat as they'd sailed towards White Harbor. Recalling the sweet memory feeling as if it'd happened ages ago, how they'd consummated their love for one another with so much passion, hoping desperately that his seed would be strong enough to give her the one thing he'd known she'd desired more than any riches in the world. Tears began to prick the back of his eyelids, as that very desire was now their reality. He made the impossible happen, creating a child made from love, their love..together.

Dany

His roughened hands glided gently up her backside as he snaked one hand into her hair, pulling her forward into a lingering kiss, breathing out shallow, hot puffs into one another's mouths. "Jon," she whispered, breathless and dizzy with want as he nuzzled his nose against her own, "I dreamt of you love... I dreamt that you were real, coming to rescue me from the path that I was always meant to take..alone, without you. I know it sounds strange but you convinced me to move forward in this and..and then you kissed me so tenderly.."

She let out a sigh against his cheek, trying hard to hide her tears but failed miserably, as he cupped her face into his strong, yet gentle hands just as she recalled in her sweet, summer dream.

"Dany..", he said lovingly, lifting her chin up as he gazed into her watery eyes with complete adoration, the familiar northern accent in his voice calm and low. "I'm here now love. Kissing you, holding you, making sweet love to you as your lover..as your husband…," he paused, brushing away a tear as it crept down her bottom lid, "..And as the father of our unborn child. I know it's..it seems like it's not real, at times I have to remind myself that you are real, what we have...this is real." He reached down, caressing her belly ever so gently. "You are unlike anyone I have ever met in my entire life...A warrior goddess sent by the gods, whomever they are.." As he gently swiped her puffy lips with the pad of his thumb he whispered, "You are the..protector of my heart..the light in my night... the moon in my life."

Daenerys' breathe suddenly hitched into the back of her throat as she laid frozen still from his sweet words of love and affection. Strong, overwhelming feelings of love and lust awashed over her like a raging tide crashing amongst the shore. It had left her feeling light-headed, her heart pounding away in her chest feeling as if it would explode that very moment. He..Drogo..he use to call me the moon of his life too…she had thought as the words suddenly echoed in her mind. It was the same words of love her fallen husband use to use to express his feelings for her all those years ago.

Time seemed to have stood still as everything surrounding her went blurry; staring at him in disbelief, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly as tears began to fall from her puffy eyelids. Everything came back into full view at the familiarity of his voice as he softly began to speak, pulling her away from her thoughts.

"..Hey..hey, are you okay love, d-did I say something t-,"

" No," she said cutting him off as she paused, "..It's just that…I, I love you, so so much Jon."

He leaned up towards her whispering his love for her in earnest as she smiled against his gentle kisses, so sweet and so tender, she couldn't help but shudder at the feeling of pure love and joy she felt in that very moment as their hands began to roam and explore one another, his strong arms wrapping tightly around her frame as she suddenly laid her head upon his shoulder, feeling a bit overwhelmed, "Ohh Jonn...", she moaned breathlessly against his ear as she began to rock her hips slowly against his well-toned thigh; her cunt and clit swollen, slick with her arousal as shockwaves of pleasure began to course throughout her lower region, pressing herself further into his thigh.

They both moaned in unison at the feeling of her readiness as she continued to grind her swollen, wet sex against his leg. Lifting her hand up, she lightly began to trail her fingers shakily down his abdomen as they laid afloat, kissing one other with complete passion. Her fingers finally found its way to her mark as she slowly began to wrap her hand around his throbbing manhood, making his body jerk up slightly from the sudden touch as she pumped him slowly from root to tip. He changed the pace of their kisses as he grabbed her face hard, kissing her abruptly; teeth and tongues clashing, his groans low and husky as she worked his thick, painfully hard member in the palm of her warm hand. Clear, milky white beads of his arousal began to weep from the tip as she continuously grazed her thumb over the sensitive spot, spreading small amounts of his cum over his throbbing length as she worked him in a slow, torturous pace.

"Fuck, Dany," he hissed, growling roughly into her opened mouth, grasping her bottom lip between his teeth, " I can't.. I can't take that anymore.." She knew he had had enough. She leaned back into his ear and whispered, " I know love.. but the way you kissed me in my dreams.. waking up to your lovely mouth on my cunt.." she paused, as she began to speak seductively into his ear, "Sir nyke'm going naejot mazverdagon ao hīghagon issa brōzi, Jon Snow."

Jon

The words she whispered in their families native tongue was so sexy and seductive, and he knew that she was prolonging her next move, driving him completely out of his mind. He tried his hardest to keep his self control; wanting to pin her down beside him onto the plush feather mattress and fuck her rough and hard in reckless abandon, making her the one to scream his name throughout all of Winterfell. But he remained calm wanting to savor this moment for as long as he could, etching the memory into his mind along with so many others he'd recalled of their short time together, feeling as if he'd known her their entire lives.

She continued to pump him slowly as she worked her way down his earlobe, placing open-mouthed kisses along his neck to the scar above his pounding heart on his chest. His breath hitched as she stopped, encircling her tongue around his nipple as she grazed over him lightly with her teeth, followed by a gentle grasp. He couldn't help but grab a handful of her messy platinum locks as she continued her path of sweet torture, kissing and nipping her way all the down to the soft, black tuft of curls that encircled around his growing shaft. Her hooded eyes remained glued onto his own as she held him firmly at the root, throbbing and as stiff as stone as she slowly licked the tip, placing a gentle, wet kiss at the end. He hissed from the contact and in one swift motion, she wrapped her kissed-swollen lips around him as he watched his length slowly disappear into the hot slickness of her mouth.

" Oh, f-fuckk Dany," he cursed, hissing lowly, throwing his head back as he bit his lip at the contact. She continued as she pushed her mouth further down his length removing her hand, until she received him fully in her mouth, feeling himself hit the back of her throat. Shivers began to trickle up his spine, goosebumps began to prick amongst his arms and legs as she held him there, and slowly she released him, wet and dripping with saliva, giving a gentle popping smack of her lips at the tip of his sensitive head. He couldn't help but grab her hair tightly as she continued the same torturous rhythm, slowly working him from root to tip, hollowing her cheeks out to create pressure as she stared him down with hooded eyes filled with desire. The fire Queen that she was was fully present at this very moment, serving her King properly, making his toes curl feeling as if he was ready to explode in the hot, slick, tightness of her lovely mouth.

Grateful that he was able to make out those sultry words of want and lust that fell from her beautiful lips, thanks to Missandei's teachings, he gently brushed her hair that fell in front of her eyes, hindering him from the show that she was giving him, " So you want to fuck me with that pretty mouth of yours, eh? Make me come down your throat...oh fuckk Dany, you feel so damn good!"

She hummed in response to his obscene words of lust as she continued bobbing up and down his pulsating length, slurping the sensitive tip of him making his body shiver, the vibrations at the back of her throat caused him to throw his head back against the pillow once more. She ran her hand smoothly up the front of his leg, as she gently raked her nails back down, causing him to lift his head back up meeting her gaze. "Keep your eyes on me, my King," she said to him in a more commanding tone. He was quick to oblige, not looking away, and she slowly wrapped both hands around his slickened cock, stroking him in earnest as she resumed her task of suckling him at the very tip.

Dany

As she laid comfortably on her side, her thighs began to grow slick with her sticky-sweet nectar as her cunt throbbed hard, aching to be filled, her legs pressed firmly together as she moaned at the sensation. She continued pleasuring him with her mouth working him in with two deft hands as she picked up her pace, teeth grazing lightly over his swollen-thick shaft as she stared into his inky black eyes. Suddenly, she reached down with one hand to caress her needy cunt as she parted her slick lips, pressing two fingers firmly onto her sensitive nub, moving in small circles as she continued her delicious torture. Her saliva and the smoky-sweet taste of him slowly began to drip down his cock and balls onto the linen bed sheets, causing muffled moans to vibrate at the back of her throat. The sounds of his pleasure and hers combined with his strong hands clamped tightly around her head made her so slippery and wet with want she knew she was ready to receive him now, to have her complete fill of her King.

As she ceased her sensual torture of pleasuring her lover she slowly inched her way back up his body as her lush, perky breasts and belly grazed gently over his skin, placing chaste kisses along his abdomen up to the scars upon his chest. Looking up into his eyes full of amazement and as dark as the black of night, he breathed out a large huff of air as a slow smirk crept upon his face, "Damn women, are you trying to kill me before the blue-eyed fooker comes at our bloody gates?"

They both laughed in unison like the two young lovers that they were in a steamy moonlit tryst as she slowly began to straddle his lap. She sat astride him now, placing her hands against his chest for leverage as his cock swept gently across her tight, wet entrance. She couldn't help but give a mischievous smirk back as she playfully answered his question..

"..Well, maybe just a little..."

Jon snorted with laughter, twitching one eyebrow up in response, "Aye..well then, do your duty, Daenerys Stormborn. Make me scream your name as you've said.."

She bent down carefully with a smile upon her face eager to accept his challenge, kissing him gently as her tight, tender nipples grazed gently across his chest. Sitting astride him once more his rough hands traveled smoothly up the front of her body, as goosebumps began to prick her skin, grabbing ample amounts of her soft, full breasts as he massaged and caressed them firmly; pinching and rolling the sensitive buds sharply between his fingertips. She let out a helpless moan, caressing his fingers that gave her so much pleasure as she said, "Ohh Jonn.. that feels soo good." A low growl escaped his throat in agreeance and suddenly, she leaned forward on her knees and feet, placing her hand above his head for stability as she snaked the other down towards his throbbing, rock-hard cock, giving a few pumps in the palm of her hand. She grasped him firmly at the root as she guided him towards the center of her weeping entrance, rubbing the tip of his head back and forth against her dripping wet folds. Low hisses and faint moans filled the air around them as she gasped, suddenly feeling his fingertips grab firmly ahold of her hips as he brought her down, penetrating her tight, slickened channel as she grabbed a handful of the bedsheets beside his head.

The pain was so exquisite as he continued to guide her down slowly until he was fully sheathed inside of her; shuddering at the deliciously painful burn of pleasure, feeling as if he was splitting her into two as he hit the back of her tight walls as they moaned together as one in unison.

She grabbed his hands tightly with her free hand as she slowly began to grind her hips deeply along his hard, thickened shaft, adjusting to the feel of him stretching her wide and full in total completeness. She bit back a moan as her clit grazed gently over the course patch of black curls, the sensations sending her over the edge as he slid his hands up, continuing to nead and fondle her breasts. The closeness she felt to him in that moment was pure bliss; she leaned back, placing her hands against his thighs as she arched her spine high towards the sky, and with a roll and snap of her hips she moved seductively up and down his length. Hooded eyes remained locked into one another, mouths fell slack in pure pleasure as he suddenly leaned up on one elbow, placing his hand gently on her belly grown as he trailed a featherlight finger down towards her sensitive bundle of nerves. "Oh f-fuck Jonn…," she gasped, as a throaty moan left her lips, relishing in the sweet, stimulating friction he was creating, as he pressed two deft fingers there, sending shockwaves of pleasure that radiated throughout her body causing her to throw her head back in complete ecstasy.

"..So..fucking..beautiful..," he murmured huskily in admiration as his fingers began to move slickly down to where they joined, caressing her swollen clit and cunt lips with her sticky arousal as she cooed and moaned, clenching her walls and rocking amongst his thick, hard shaft. A tight coil began to ache at the bottom of her belly as she slowly began to throb and quiver with the need to climax. She cried out as the sensations became too much for her to handle and she suddenly pushed his hand away as she began to whine in a desperate plea..

"..Mmm Jon, pleaseee,"

"..Please what, Daenerys .."

She leaned in forward on her knees to deepen the angle, positioning her hands beside his head as her platinum hair fell like a curtain around her angelic face. "Fuck me, Jon!" she exclaimed boldly. "I need to come hard love..I need you to fuck me now!"

Jon

A throaty growl escaped his lips as his cock twitched at her unqueenly like words of lust. "Mmmm...your so greedy my Queen. I wanted to make love to you right and proper but you and that needy snatch of yours…"

A half smile crept shyly across her face as she bit down on her puffy bottom lip to stifle out a helpless whimper of want. Feeling her clench tightly around his shaft, he suddenly grabbed ahold of her hips firmly as he thrusted his cock up into her tight, quivering channel making her fall forward, calling out his name.

"Oooh, Jon yess…," she said in a breathy sigh as she began to bounce up and down him in earnest. She felt so good to him, so slick and so tight and judging by the wild look of desire in her eyes he knew she was close just as he was.

He snaked his hands down from her curvy hips, grabbing an ample amount of her plump ass cheeks to spread her wide as he began to thrust his hips up into her in long, steady strokes. Holding her firmly to him, they continued to whisper dirty words of want and lust as they created a steady rhythm, her hips falling deeper into his own, meeting her stride for stride as she rode him like she would her beloved dragons. He increased the pace as he began to pound in and out of her sweet, tight clasp, feeling her flutter as her tits began to jostle about, catching one of the stiffened-pink buds into the heat of his mouth as he nipped and sucked on her flesh; grazing and pulling with his teeth.

Her moans turned into urgent cries as he sat them up, bending slightly up on one elbow as he continued to plummet in and out of her, her cunt walls beginning to flutter and quiver as she threw her head back, gasping sharply into the cool air of the night. The sultry sounds that fell from her pretty lips as she grabbed ahold of him tightly, digging her nails into his backside, shuddering violently from the pleasure he was giving her, combined with the slick, wet sounds of their lovemaking as he fucked her through her orgasm caused his balls to suddenly ache and tighten. He grunted roughly into her heaving chest calling her name like a prayer as he closed his eyes; and white stars suddenly began to explode in tin fold, as he pumped hot, thick heavy spurts of his seed, pulsating into the back of quivering hot channel.

The embers died down to a soft, calming glow in the hearth as they laid entangled amongst each other, completely sated in total bliss from their lovemaking. The moonlight he'd realized too had faded, and only faint rays of white shown amongst her ravished skin. As he gazed sleepily into her shimmering, violet eyes, she breathed out a worrying breathe as she opened her mouth and said..

"Jon..," she paused, "..Do you really think we can win this war?"

Worry etched across his face for only a second as he searched for the answer to her question, sensing a small amount of fear in her voice. But he'd quickly found a response as he carefully reached down to the gift they created with the love that they had for one another, caressing her lovingly. "Aye, I believe we will Dany… you see, I had a dream too earlier. You were right there with me in the warmth of the Spring time, and it felt so good and so real. It felt just as if it was meant to be. I will.." he paused, as his tired eyes grew watery with determination, ".. WE will do everything we can to make that our reality, for all of us."

He grabbed ahold of her tightly, embracing her into his strong arms as they laid abed, feeling her relax into the crook of his neck. As sleep began to take over their weary bodies he breathed out a gruff whisper into her disheveled, platinum-gold hair, " Sleep now love, for we've got work to do in the morn.."

"Aye .. I agree, lovee, " she said as she playfully mocked his northern accent, looking up at him as she burst out into a fit of quiet giggles.

As he smiled a half smile at her, he couldn't help but stare at how lovely she was this way. Not the fiery Dragon Queen who had saved thousands of slaves and who had achieved several different titles as the rightful Queen of the Seven, but the young, playful and beautiful carefree women that she truly was deep down inside. He was determined to see them win, as all he wanted to do was live out his dream, kissing and making love to her on the top of that hill amongst the warmth as the beautiful butterflies and birds flew about them; watch her freely walk about as her silks and locks floated about her in the calm winds of Spring.

Kissing her lightly atop of her forehead he whispered, " I love you, Daenerys Stormborn.. now let's rest..for the fate of the world lies within our hands."

Valayrian : Sir nyke'm going naejot mazverdagon ao hīghagon issa brōzi.

Translation: I'm going to make you scream my name ;*

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