Warning this chapter contains explicit sexual content and incest.

Several years had passed in a mist. Jon now sixteen years old, having trained all his life, leaning from the best, Ser Barristan and Ser Gerold. Their was no other thought, a warrior was what he found gave him life, a weapon in his hand was always destined. With this knowledge he hoped to implement it in venture far from home. To witness the various realms where he would one day rule. To grasp the life distant from home and see untold adventures. Only, that day never came, to his dismay.

- Daenerys Targaryen currently slipped through the night, much taller, the halls silent carrying a warm breeze on her face, marble under her feet. Her hair was loose resting upon her shoulders with a light gown resting gently on her shoulders. After a few hours of restless tossing upon her bed she couldn't find the sleep she needed and left for Jon's room. For the past several years her and Jon remained inseparable. They traveled as far as possible in the woods for hours they would seclude themselves from others. Permanently she carried a smile with him and he did the same. Neither cared for the many nobles around them as Jon was hardly in the keep. No, she knew he had little in common with the many around him. She saw it was the knights and guardsmen he knew of.

As the moon rose high another night came where she couldn't find him. Looking in deepest depths of keep she never saw her nephew, checking several rooms until finally she knew. She distinguished above all else without a doubt where Jon would be.

Coming to a halt in the small courtyard, there she found him alone. She gazed over him, enjoying the sight. He stood much taller. In tight leather, his muscles protruded in his clothes. Everyday he trained unlike any of his family. A bow in his left hand and a thicket of arrows in a pouch. Before him a target stood several meters away where several arrows where stuck.

With a few steps forward she stopped. "If there ever is a moment I dare ask where you are, I know it is here." Jon turned back to find Dany in a gown with a light smile. Her beautiful locks running down her shoulders with the moon illuminating her face. She always brought a smile to his face. She brought the light in the darkest day.

"What can I say? I can't sit idle on a night such as this. Nor do I enjoy the conversation of the nobles in the red keep."

She came closer. "Years will have passed Jon, and you will be speaking with them soon enough, whether you like it or not. I dare I will not speak with them alone. You will have to be by my side." She told and he smiled.

"I guess I could tolerate them with you." He stated with his beam. Slowly, she wafted toward him with an elegance. Each footstep as if she was on air itself and she could float. She rested only a meter from him, staring at him with a smirk.

"Is that so." He came close looking down at his aunt, he loved her unlike any other and spent everyday with her. The only one who ever truly understood him. She had been there when no one else ever was. Wrapping his arms around her. "A king and queen." She spoke and he smiled looking her over. Up close her skin was unblemished, hair was beautiful flowed to her shoulders in waves, her beauty was far greater than any rumor. Her unblemished skin glowed bright and her bright, violet eyes sucked in his sight. Her white silk gown hugged her far greater curves, her stomach exposed to him. The woman shook her head, fluttering eyes at him. He thought about her beauty as she looked at him, her expression seductive.

The moonlight gave their body's a gleam. "I'm glad you're always their, Dany. No one is as smart or beautiful." He told, always being kind.

"You do me a great pleasure, Jon." She declared with an ease. Every word she spoke was a delight to the ears. A song sung so magnificently, that he could hardly believe it was real.

Dany turned and looked over the weapon in his hands. There was scarcely a day that passed he wasn't holding some weapon. "You need to use that so often?" She asked, indicating the bow.

"I need to be prepared for the worst, if need be. No one can hurt what I hold dear. If it must come to that…" He spoke training for the worse fears. "Would you like to learn?" He asked lending her the bow. She only stared at the weapon with a frown.

"I have never loosed a single arrow before in my life." She declared looking up at him with doubt.

"There is a first day for everything. Go on, just one." He persisted and pulled an arrow, holding it out for her. Dany gradually grabbed the arrow with her right hand and with her left held the bow. "Here." He planted his feet on the ground. Jon gently eased himself up behind her back, close enough she receded up into him. His chiseled chest against her backside as her breath slowed. She could feel his strong muscles through his tight leather wrapping around all of her.

"Pull your arm back all the way, like this." His arm eclipsed hers as he helped her. His warmth enveloped with her, their hearts becoming one. Their hands together pull the arrow back. "Find your target. Aim." He whispered into her ear. Her breath decelerated becoming one with his, the mood light in the air. She had never cared for anyone, but him. "And loose." Dany let go. The arrow soared through the air and ended with a thump, hitting the target in the middle. They smiled as she quickly hugged him. "A direct hit. You were born for this." She grinned pressing into his body, letting go of the bow and hesitation, losing herself in his warm-heartedness. He smiled with her sincere sensual body enclosed around him. She looked up as he stared at her for a moment, something in their eyes. She wondered what he looked like without his clothes. The thought remained constant the past few months.

They stood for a moment no words. "It's a picturesque night." She whispered.

"It is."

"No one is here, just us." She stated with a seductive tone. The two Targaryen's stood together under the moon for a simple moment in time, it was them. Just them.

He truly did not wish to wait any longer. He knew how he felt. "Dany." He whispered.

"Yes? What is it?" She asked, her breath was heavy looking at him.

"There is no woman of such beauty, kindness and gentleness as you. I have cared for you so long and I confess I've wanted you for years." He told with a passion. She stared at him for a moment, seeing love in his eyes as her heartbeat was hammering.

"I want you as well. I have never seen anything as clear as this, vivid in my eyes, bright and burning. I want you, Jon." Without a word he slowly leaned forward pressing his lips to hers. The passion ignited in their bodies as both felt their desire illuminated through their blood of fire, burning bright. They shared the kiss as his hands slipped around her. Dany pressed to him. Leaning back for a moment they stared looking at the other, they shared their life together and they loved the other. Without hesitation he leaned forward again capturing her lips, he opened his lips this time and cautiously slipped the tip of his tongue forward, seeking out hers for a proper smooch. Jon grabbed hold of her tight body as she moaned, their lips still locked, he felt her return the kiss with her own tongue, pressing her chest out slightly so that her full breasts pressed to him. Waves of pleasure spread through them as aunt and nephew shared a passionate searing kiss. Meanwhile, they wrapped their arms around each other's backs tightly.

They broke the kiss, each panting in zeal. Their was no word spoken, nothing was said only a lustful expression worn on their faces. Without a need she wrapped her hand around his hands and leaned forward, gently placing a kiss on his cheek. "I want you on this night." No longer was their doubt.

"Come with me." They moved, through the halls, Dany quickly following him. In no time she found herself in his room near his bed. Moonlight dipped bright in the room. Through the windows, cascading over them, filled with Jon and Dany. The breeze washed over them, providing the room with a bright aroma as they stood with a smile. Wearing her bright gown that seemed to swallow the darkness around her and glowed with a fulfillment. The beauty shined from her as she smiled. It was something otherworldly to Jon. Utmost he lost himself in her beauty. Again their lips find each other. In a heat of lust Jon slips his tongue into Dany's as his hands explored her body. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close for a hug, delighting in having her pressed against him, kissing passionately for a moment.

She leaned back and pushed the silky fabric of her dress down, exposing her breasts, the dress falling on the floor. "I want you to see all of me. " she told. He wasted no time so that he could lower his lips to her collarbone and kiss a trail down to her nipples generating a moan from her. He wanted her, but honestly it was his lust that drove him as much as any noble sense of gratitude or duty; he wanted to taste and feel Dany's nubile body. Her intimate, erogenous flesh was now open to him. "That feels nice." she cooed as he kissed enthusiastically down her breasts, over her taught stomach to her Mons pubis.

He trailed her stomach down as he dropped to his knees and had access to her cunny, but did not target there immediately. Instead, he kissed around her inner thighs. She wiggled and gyrated her hips on top of Jon. He saw the woman of his dreams, sweet Dany, inviting him to partake in the pleasures of her perfect body. He followed her legs as they ran up to her taut, thick thighs and to the curviest pair of hips he could ever need. Before him, he saw it, her twat clearly wet. Dany's face was bright red as Jon gazed over her. As he kissed her thighs she slipped her hands into his hair, fingers digging into his feathery mane egging him on. "What are you about to do?" she asked him, knowing full well.

"I'm going to get on my knees and worship you." Jon said with a certainty. She could feel his breath on her inner thighs, the room burning around her as her hair stood up all over her body and felt herself tingle. He grabbed the sides of her soft body, and shoved his face forward. He kissed her clit, and he licked it. Dany's pussy had just made contact with his tongue causing a moan from the Targaryen. He treated her to teasing brushes of his lips on her bare skin and the occasional lick, letting his hands wander over her, producing a whimper. So close to her, he could feel her musk in his nostrils, drawing his attentions to her puffy pink lips, affecting him like pheromones. He was going on instinct, not experience, but Dany was responding well to the insinuation of his tongue into her folds, the tip of his nose rubbing against the top of her pussy. He started licking her clit with vigor, which prompted the involuntary tensing and relaxing of her thighs as he began spelling the alphabet onto her firm little button.

He was hard as a rock. He kissed her mound zealously and slowly as he made his way to her labia, placing kisses on her outer lips. "Oh my, Jon!" Dany moaned as she fell back towards the foot of his bed. Jon kissed down her thighs, and slowly kissed up until he reached the wet core of Dany's pussy again. He inhaled Dany's scent deeply, savoring every moment. She smelled strong, pungent, savory, and sweaty, with a hint of strawberry. No other thoughts, starting slow at first getting his tongue deeper into Dany's twat.

"Don't stop." Dany whimpered as Jon licked deeper and deeper into her nether regions. She tasted like paradise, a musky, womanly heavy scent. This wasn't just strawberries anymore it was the sticky, slick taste of her. Her cunny had an interesting flavor, a little tangy, but pleasant. It invaded his mouth and intoxicated him. There wasn't a taste in the world better than this. She moved up on the bed and invited him up, and he buried his face between her legs, covering him in her nectar while she whimpered. He redoubled his efforts, he licked and probed his tongue into her as far as he could thrusting with his tongue sometimes constricting around her entrance, running his mouth the whole length of her slit and flickering her button making her body tremor from the astonishing sensation.

Jon wanted her to feel nothing but pure elation and never leave that plain. Adjusting his position he set about fingering and licking her clit, thrusting his fingers into her quick while lapping at her clit rapidly and lovingly. Bringing a finger to rub her slit slipping into her tight, moistening pussy. He could tell that the tabooness of their incestuous passion aroused her as much as it aroused him, as if the more explicit their words the fainter the fearful reality of their transgressions. He began to curl and uncurl his finger inside her, still sucking, licking and kissing her engorged clit. The only pussy he'd ever wanted. Her outer lips framed her cute inner ones, and her clit was engorged, reddish pink and clearly sensitive to the touch. He licked it quicker, savoring the taste. He leaned up and looked at her seeing her face bright red, sweat on her body. "You taste like paradise, Dany."

"And you feel amazing." she said back.

Pushing two fingers into her folds, he straddled her, blessing her perky nipples with kisses and soft suckling, all the while plundering her wetness with eager thrusting digits. Dany's pussy was tight around his fingers and slick with lust as Dany panted and moaned loudly. Soon he felt the sudden twitching and contracting around his digits and saw her abdomen tense. Her fingers dug deep, taking hold of his hair as her back arched. Dany's eyes went wide and white, body arching as the climax came in full force. Biting her lip she let a cute little moan. Riding her orgasm for a time unlike ever before. It made her glow from her head down to her toes. After several moments she laid there basking in sweat.

They lay together for a while, their hot, contented bodies close, watching as light filled the room. Then he rose, and stole a quick kiss, they each tasted of the other. Leaning back she gazed over him. "Why are you still wearing that?" She asked.

He realized he was fully clothed, and quickly stripped down, throwing his clothes away. She looked at him, admiring his body. Dany traced her big nephew's chest with her fingers, his perfectly formed chest, and rubbed her hands on his massive arms. "God damn you're chiseled like some kind of a professional." she said to him. "You spent all that time in the courtyard for the past ten years. Who knew it would all end up with everything you've built." he kissed her, silencing her teasing lips. He held onto her body as she sucked his tongue. She just sucked and sucked while he swirled his tongue inside her mouth, reaching underneath hers, and around, while his hand cupped her breast and the other gently went behind her head. They kissed as their bodies slowly adapted to embracing each other as they had never embraced before. They both knew this was the most insane thing they had ever done in their entire lives.

As they made out, Dany's hands explored Jon's back and shoulders, feeling every nook and cranny that his toned muscles made underneath his skin. She shuddered as she felt Jon's tongue underneath hers. This man had loved her, taken care of her, consoled her, always been there for her. She pulled away from his kiss.

"Why am I naked while your pants are still on? Take all that off Jon." she said, smiling. Jon laughed, she was so naughty. She was reveling in it. It was exactly how he hoped it would go.

He pulled them off quickly as his cock sprung to attention in the air fully erect. Dany gasped, gawking. Still staring at Jon's dick as she gently wrapped her hand around it and started to stroke it.

He stared down and saw her perfect face staring up at him, looked like an goddess. Her perfect locks falling down her shoulders with her perfect tight breasts. She leaned forward and gently kissed his cock causing a groan from him.

"I need you now, Jon, but be gentle with me. I'm giving myself to you Jon. Do what you want with me, but please don't be rough." Jon pulled himself down over her body, and kissed her nose and then her lips. This woman was perfection.

"Dany, I've never hurt you before, and I'm not going to hurt you now. Trust me." he whispered as he tugged gently at her ear with his mouth.

"I do." she whispered back. They went on for another minute before breaking apart as Dany lay on her back, Jon now climbed atop of her, pushing her legs far apart to reveal her dripping pussy. She saw the pole that was Jon's manhood at the entrance to her pussy.

He stared into her blue eyes, concern and love all in his eyes. He lined up his cock to her entrance. He looked at her, as she lay there, somehow both smiling yet full of anticipation and arousal. It was a look he had never seen before, perhaps because she had never had it before. He grabbed her hand. "I want you to feel this as it happens." he said. He placed his cock where his head touched her outer labia. He moved the head of his cock into her core and slowly rubbed himself up and down, reveling in what was happening. Pings of arousal shot through her.

"You ready, Dany?" he asked.

"I'm ready." she replied. The words that came out of her lips were sexy and wild, and turned him on even more.

With her finger feeling where his cock met her entrance, he looked into her eyes and slowly began to push himself into her. First, the head of Jon's cock slowly disappeared into her body as she whimpered.

Dany squeezed Jon's hand. "Jon, hold my hand and push though. Just stop if I say stop."

"Ok" he said. She was a fucking seductress with those words. He kept pushing through, inch by inch as she whimpered. She was so tight. He would have thrust inside her had it not been for the fear of hurting her that was running through his mind and taming his passions.

After a minute of staring at her face he saw a shift between pain and pleasure, locked with half of his cock inside her, he began to feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. This perfect, loving, amazing, woman. The smartest, most fun person he had ever known. Jon slipped in, driving his cock slowly forward, each inch another with a halt as she whimpered. Body arched, head flew back as her pussy spasmed, with moans. The shocks through her was mind opening as her hips spasmed for a time.

"You belong here. You fucking belong here." she kept whispering over and over again. "You're mine Jon, you're mine and you belong here." she kissed him, like a woman who had missed her lover for years and had finally found him. He just groaned, as he began thrusting deep into her, the bed punching the wall. He pressed on, until he was pressed to her hilt, momentarily taking her breath away.

"You feel so goddamn good." he said. They lay there, kissing, nibbling, caressing. Jon inside Dany. As far as they were considered, Husband inside Wife. Years of their rivalries, their arguments, their hatreds, their judgments of each other, their fights melted away as she felt his pulse through his cock. That was his heart beating, Jon's heart beating and she could feel it in her pussy. He held her against his body, feeling her breasts against his chest as his pace quickened.

She lay there surrounded by him, celebrating in the conquest of their lust and their love. She could smell his sweat, sense his warmth, feel his rock hard member inside her like it would be a permanent part of her body. Moments of their past flashed through her mind as she just lay in Jon's embrace, laughter, jokes, smiles, and fights. She felt him nuzzle her neck and gently kiss and suck her there. His back was so strong, his arms so muscular. All Jon's strength was now being employed in one goal and one goal alone to please her body sexually. She shivered as she thought of it, and her pussy felt his cock.

"I love you, Dany." he said to her. "More than you could ever know. I love you as a man. I love you with every inch of me." He moved down to her breasts. These perfect supple orbs, the tight hard nipples, and the pinkish areolas large and prominent framing her perfect body. He kissed her left breast, and slowly drew her hard pink nipple into his mouth and sucked, and sucked, and sucked. She felt a tickle she had never felt before and her twat muscles squeezed his cock tight and released.

"I love you too." she said back, with a smile, just enjoying his hard cock fucking inside her and his loving of her nipple. "And I'm glad every inch of you loves me, because every inch of you belongs to me now." she was ready. "Fuck me and let go Jon, the way you would if you weren't worried about me getting hurt."

He needed no more encouragement. He pulled back out of her, and slowly went back inside, slowly increasing the tempo of his strokes. He watched Dany's pussy lips clutch his cock as he pulled out, she had lips that gripped like he had never seen. They held onto him. Here she was, a woman, her vaginal lips clutching Jon again saying. "Stay with me." He grabbed Dany's hips and positioned himself, and then, in one swift stroke, rammed his entire length deep into her pussy.

His pelvis met hers in rapid tempo, his chiseled six pack rested on top of hers, and they both embraced each other as she wrapped her legs around him, almost instinctively. He began to thrust, harder, and harder till she began to thrust back in rhythm with Jon's thrusting. She began to moan. Dany hissed, not knowing how much she could take. She wasn't entirely sure where this version of Jon came from in the night, but she one-hundred percent approved every instant.

"Your pussy feels so good." Jon whispered back. And it was. It was the tightest, most perfect pussy. They embraced again as Jon pounded away at Dany's, tunnel. It was so addicting. Their sweat mingled on each other's bodies.

She moaned with the pleasure as he was thrusting into her. She never imagined sex would feel so good. To have this cock in her pussy, his fingers exploring her body, feeling him, pleasing her in a way nothing could ever describe. This was perfect, there was no other way to say it.

She had heard so many stories of how awkward her friends' first times were. How strange it was to have sex, to figure out how to fit together body parts and positions correctly. Not for them. It must have been the secret, Dany thought to herself. Their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces. It was like they were two separated halves of a whole joining back together. She bit her lower lip as Jon thrust even deeper, touching nerves deep in her twat made her entire body shake.

He slammed her harder with full, deep strokes, thrusting into her tight pussy. "Don't stop." she told him. They fucked with abandon, their bodies fitting together perfectly. He went as vigorous and fast as he could, "Don't ever stop." Dany whispered. His pelvis thrusting, with his cock, stimulating Dany's clit in ways she never realized. Deep inside she started feeling a tightening. Jon's body losing all sense with powerful thrusts of passion and need, the bed banging against the wall. The feelings filling her up.

She moaned out with the particularly forceful thrust before she bit her lip to keep her silence.

She moaned into his shoulder in return. It was clear he was ready to take her some place she had never been before as his pace impossibly increased causing her orgasm to come in full force drowning out her thoughts. She felt her own orgasm rising. That intense feeling ran through her. She let out a loud moan, vision went white as she flickered around his swollen arousal. Toes curl as her world broke, pussy quivering. At that moment he could feel himself pulsing between her walls, and with a guttural groan, he emptied his seed inside her and remained against her hotly into the hollow of her neck.

Jon erupted, driving his cock deep into his lover's pussy. A loud groan and a hard thrust his cock swelled, she knew he was cumming. She whimpered with a shaky breath as the tightness felt inside suddenly snapped, her entire body was on fire, she was quivering from head to toe, and inside, deep inside was Jon shooting his hot searing cum. She was glowing. The hot burning cum filled her womb in a moment. For what seemed forever they shared an orgasm, seed filling her.

Dany had an epiphany in those moments as Jon finished. She came back to focus and now and realized that the energetic Jon wasn't done, she could actually feel his cock pumping into her. Not knowing what else to do she squeezed back with each twitch and was happy to get a response each time.

There, buried under Jon, his weight pinning her to the bed she smiled. Enjoying Jon's loving embrace, his cock still inside her, she wanted this moment to last forever. Locking her legs around his, she held him in that full body hug. She couldn't help but caress his hair. "I always wanted you." she whispered in his ear. She made her way to his ear again and whispered. "Slow down big boy." and he slowly slowed his pace to a stop, and fully embedded himself deep inside her, she looked into her sweet eyes. Dany's eyes were his first memory the first thing he remembered seeing. And here they were again, looking at each other as they surrendered themselves to each other completely. They were now lover's eyes too.