A/N: General disclaimers and all that jazz. This chapter pushes the hard 'T' rating and mimics the passion between Daenerys Targaryen and Jon Snow in S7.

One Cannot Delay The Inevitable: Chapter Two

Rating: T

Tags: ModernAU! & OOC!

"Glancing at your phone won't make him come home faster."

Daenerys' cheeks flushed pink and she chewed on her lower lip at Missandei's comment. Missandei, Margaery and Daenerys walked across the open quad on campus and sipped from fruit smoothies. The silver-blonde haired girl pocketed her phone with an exaggerated sigh, and glared at Missandei. Missandei grinned, looped her arm through Daenerys' and Margaery looked up from her own phone.

"Oh yeah that's right. The Stark boys are coming back from their hunting trip in time for lessons to resume this week. Robb told me that Jon is the winner of their disgusting little past time. Something about bagging the biggest buck or what not."

"This hunting trip means a lot to Jon and Robb because their father, Ned, is not holding back on them this time around. Ned Stark has always won in their hunting competitions in the past but Jon bested him this time around."

"Oh, would you look at that Missandei? Daenerys is displaying that infamous Targaryen temper!"

Daenerys softened her glare at Margaery's teasing words and unclenched her fists at her sides. She had defended Jon all of her life, the action happening as easily as breathing and more often than not Daenerys defended Jon even when the brooding Stark boy wouldn't defend himself. Very few things could raise Daenerys' temper as quickly as bashing her friends, even in jest, and Daenerys' temper had often been likened to that of a roaring dragon.

"Please don't joke about this. Jon doesn't take credit for his successes and like I said, him besting his father means quite a bit to him. He said that even Robb complimented him and boasted about Jon's shot to the rest of the family."

Daenerys' soft spoken plea had the emotional effect that she aimed for and both Missandei and Margaery nodded. The Tyrell beauty couldn't hold a serious thought for too long however and raised her index finger dramatically. Daenerys' held her breath and prayed for patience for whatever Margaery was going to say.

"Jon Snow isn't really part of the Stark family, though is he? Now that he's of age, he can request a DNA match and find out who his family really is. Isn't that right? Robb was telling me that Ned Stark forbade Jon from requesting the test during his childhood and that he would tell him when he came of age."

"Margaery! Really now…"

Missandei shot Daenerys a quick, concerned look as she admonished the other girl but Daenerys nodded her head. Jon and her had talked about this many times but Jon had declared the issue moot because of Ned Stark's decision. In the darkness and privacy of their respective dorms and only when they were alone, did Jon admit that he struggled with what he would do when he came of age. On the one hand, like all orphans or adopted children, Jon wanted to know who he was but at the same time he really did like belonging to the Stark family.

"Well? Don't leave us hanging Daenerys! What is Jon going to do about his heritage now that he is of age?"

"He hasn't told me. Gods honest truth."

Daenerys could see the other girls deflate somewhat at her anti-climatic answer and she shrugged her shoulders. Margaery huffed and threw her hands up in the air but the three young women resumed their stroll.

"So, Daenerys, any more juicy details you want to share about your 'friendship' with Jon Snow? I mean, has anything else happened since you planted a not-so-platonic kiss on his cheek last week?"

Leave it to Margaery Tyrell to keep the gossip mill turning and not be able to appreciate a simple silence. Even Missandei chuckled, fidgeted with one of her curls and looked at Daenerys. The blush that stained her cheeks again burned and Daenerys feared that she would forever have 'rosy cheeks'. The girls stopped walking, sat down underneath a large tree and the branches sheltered them from the sun.

"No, I don't want to share any details with either of you."

"Oh, come on! That means that you do have more details and you simply must share them with us. I will die otherwise! Honestly!"

Daenerys laughed, Margaery's drama a steady constant and Missandei chose a subtler tactic. The darker skinned girl slid closer to Daenerys, linked arms with her and rested her head on Daenerys' shoulder. She looked up, her large brown eyes the perfect picture of innocence and Daenerys shook her head.

"Oh no you don't! I'm still mad at you from your comment from last week."

"You know I was only teasing…"

"Nope. Not telling."

Daenerys popped the 'p' in nope and stood up. Her actions dislodged Missandei and Daenerys wiped off the back of her skirt. Her phone chimed in her bag and she bent down to retrieve it.

Jon: 'We just made it back to King's Landing. You hungry?'

Daenerys: 'What sort of question is that? I'm always hungry. Applebee's?'

Jon: 'Right. I forgot that you're the bottomless pit. Head out to the parking lot and I'll meet you there.'

"Hold on, I thought we were hanging out until the boys got back. Where are you going?"

"The boys are back. See you."

Daenerys didn't wait for Margaery to respond and hurried off to the parking lot. Her grin widened when she saw Jon leaning against his large pick-up truck. Robb, Bran and Theon formed a circle around him and the boys were loud with their laughing and joking. Jon saw her first and he pushed off his truck to meet her. Daenerys jumped into his arms and hugged him tight. The tell-tale warmth and scent of Jon hit her double time and she squeezed just a little tighter.

"Did I tell you that I absolutely hate it when you go away on these weekends? I am so bored when you're gone. I actually study, go to the gym and do normal things."

"Oh, so you do know how to act like a regular girl?"

Daenerys giggled at Jon's sarcastic remark and played with the hairs at the nape of his neck. Jon hadn't set her down and Daenerys made no move to get down either. The both of them chose to relish in the moment of having each other back and Daenerys had her face turned into Jon's neck as he had his buried in her hair.

"Hey now! Break it up you two!"

"Or get a room at least! Geesh."

Jon turned around and gave Robb, Bran and Theon the middle finger. Daenerys giggled and slid down Jon's front. He groaned, low enough only for Daenerys to hear and glared at her when she stood on her own two feet. Daenerys winked at him, turned around and settled back against his front. Margaery and Missandei walked over and Daenerys watched as Margaery flirted with Robb. Daenerys felt Jon's beard graze her temple and his breath in her ear.

"C'mon, let's go. I think they are distracted enough…"

"Mmmm….'kay."

The intimacy and familiarity of Jon's actions soothed Daenerys and she really didn't want to move but her stomach had other ideas. Jon opened the passenger side door of his truck, helped Daenerys up into the truck with his hands on her waist and shut the door. He ambled back over to the driver's side of his truck and climbed in before anyone noticed. Missandei walked over first, followed by Robb and Daenerys waved at her friend in silent communication that everything was okay. Robb smirked, climbed up on the foot lip of Jon's truck and leaned in through the open window.

"And just where do you think you two are going?"

"Away from you lot."

Jon started his truck and the powerful rumble of the engine forced Robb to step down. He winked at Daenerys and snagged Margaery around her waist before walking away. Jon chuckled, drove out of the parking lot and out onto the road towards Applebee's. Daenerys fiddled with the radio and hummed along to the song. Neither teenager said anything, content to finally be back in each other's company and Jon pulled into one of the 'drive n' takeout' parking spots. Daenerys looked at Jon and raised an eyebrow. Her best friend chuckled and held up his phone.

"It's a little early for dinner but I figured you were hungry and I ordered buffet style. Appetizers and the such."

"Oooh! Please tell me that you ordered cheeseburger sliders, those pretzel sticks and tacos."

"I couldn't be considered your best friend if I didn't."

Daenerys hummed, sat back in the seat and kicked her stocking clad legs up on the dash. She was careful to keep her modesty and she knew that the tops of her stockings would be showing. She watched Jon struggle to not leer, his gaze slipping down to her thighs and he settled for leaning back in his own seat with his eyes closed. Daenerys smiled to herself and wiggled her feet back and forth.

"Did anyone tell you that you act like a child sometimes?"

"At least I'm not brooding all the time. Why so serious?"

Daenerys attempted to impersonate Heath Ledger's famous Joker line by deepening and roughening her voice but failed. Jon cracked an eye open and Daenerys giggled. She pulled the corners of her lips down in another impersonation of Jon's brooding frown and he pushed her shoulder. A knock on Jon's window stopped their playful fighting and Jon rolled down his window to pay the employee. He put the food in the backseat and drove back out onto the road.

"Where are we going to eat?"

"It's a surprise. If I told you, I'd have to kill you."

"You wouldn't kill me. You loooooooove me too much."

Daenerys sang out her last comment to Jon and gasped when she saw that Jon had turned off the main road and onto a side road that led onto the beach. She straightened up, reached under her skirt (smiling as Jon looked down at her legs again) and peeled down her stockings. She placed them in her bag behind her and looked down at her school uniform blouse with a frown.

"What is it?"

"Well, Margaery, Missandei and I were on campus today for debate club practice and that's why we're wearing our uniforms. I didn't know what time you would get back so I didn't pack any other clothes."

"Look in the back and see if you can't find a t-shirt in your go bag that you leave in my truck."

"Oh! I forgot."

Daenerys twisted around again and dug around for her to go bag. She turned back around when she found it and pulled out a t-shirt, pair of shorts and flip-flops. Deciding to be bold again, Daenerys, untucked her school blouse and unbuttoned the bottom three buttons. Jon swerved back into the proper lane and cursed under his breath as he returned his attention back to his driving.

"Are you trying to kill us woman?"

"I just wanted to see if you have a pulse."

Daenerys pulled her t-shirt over her blouse, took off the blouse and pulled the fabric out from underneath her t-shirt. She slid the shorts up her legs and wiggled her hips to get them on fully. Jon's gaze tracked her movements, his gaze burning her skin and Daenerys knew he had gotten a glimpse of her blue-lace panties. She cleared her throat and smirked.

"I'm all done."

"I'm not."

Jon parked his truck, got out of the car and marched over to where Daenerys sat. He wrenched open the door and stepped into Daenerys personal space. Somehow Daenerys knew what he wanted and shifted her body so Jon now stood in between her legs. He ran his hands up her bare legs, the sensation electrifying, and gripped her hips in his strong hands. With her sitting in the truck, Jon's face was level with hers and Daenerys steadied herself with her hands on his shoulders. Her heart pounded in her chest and she wet her lips with her tongue. Both leaned down at the same time, Daenerys willing Jon to close the distance between them but he held firm.

"Danyi…I want…. Please. Just let me know if you feel the same way…."

His breathless plea, the straining emotions in Jon's tone shattered Daenerys' nervousness and racing mind. Daenerys' hands slid from his shoulders to cup the back of his neck.

"Would it be so bad to love my brother and be loved back by him in return?"

Sansa's words echoed in Daenerys' head and she took the proverbial leap of faith. The fairy tale, Hollywood romanticized hype of true love's first kiss didn't happen but a certain sense of rightness and coming home did as Daenerys Targaryen kissed Jon Snow for the first time. The sensation was addicting and oh so welcome so Daenerys pressed harder against Jon's mouth. He moaned and Daenerys took this opportunity to taste him with her tongue.

"I do feel the same way Jon Snow. I really do."

Their breaths came in short, rapid gasps and Jon initiated the kiss this time. He devoured her, the hidden passion she knew he had simmering beneath his calm exterior finally surging forth. Time passed the young lovers by as they made out with a feverous passion and let their emotions run wild. A flock of seagulls descended, their loud cries pulling the adolescents out of their private moment and Daenerys laughed breathlessly. She leaned against Jon and depended on his strong frame to hold her up as she felt boneless. The steady beating of his heart calmed her and allowed her to look up at him with calm, happy eyes. Jon matched her smile and he helped her down from the truck. He grabbed the food, a few blankets and led her to the beach.

"So…anything else that you want and need to let out?"

Daenerys grabbed Jon's free hand and linked their fingers together. He squeezed happily and shifted the food and blankets in his other arm.

"If the evening continues like it has, especially the past five minutes, I will be one happy guy."

The happy, carefree smile and his matching tone caused Daenerys to smile and laugh. She took her phone out of the back pocket of her shorts, turned it off and reached in Jon's back jeans pocket to do the same. He raised his eyebrows at her forwardness and Daenerys huffed.

"I don't want to be disturbed tonight. Our friends are nosey and you belong to me tonight."

"Good thinking. Here looks good."

They stopped walking and Daenerys took the food so Jon could spread out the blanket. He secured it so it wouldn't blow away in the gentle breeze and helped Daenerys sit down. Neither of them said a word as they divided up the food and Daenerys bit into a pretzel stick. She moaned and closed her eyes at the taste.

"Good thinking in getting these Jon."

"It's a wonder that your metabolism can keep up with your bottomless stomach."

"Well, since someone keeps dragging me to the gym, I need to counter-balance all the healthy activity with comfort foods."

Jon laughed and the conversation fell to meaningless topics. Once the food was finished Daenerys pushed Jon down so he laid on his back and she snuggled up to him. He wrapped an arm around her and his hand ran through the sections of her hair that had fallen out of their braids. Daenerys hummed in appreciation and focused on the steady rhythm of Jon's heartbeat.

"I can feel you brooding Jon. What could you possibly be brooding about?"

"So many good things have happened to me in the past seventy-two hours and I guess I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. Even Catelyn was more than civil to me this past weekend and…"

"And nothing. Let's just enjoy the moment Jon Snow."

Despite her words Daenerys could feel the tension rolling off Jon and she wouldn't have a picture-perfect evening ruined by Jon's ever present hyper-realism. She wiggled about until she straddled Jon and she delighted in his wide eyes. His hands balled into fists at his sides but Daenerys placed them on her hips and made sure her shirt rode up so he could feel her bare skin above her shorts. Automatically his hands moved about and his thumbs stroked her skin. She shivered but unbraided her hair and then leaned down. Her long hair created a curtain around them and Daenerys gazed into Jon's eyes.

"Stop thinking about anything except me Jon Snow. You are here with me, we are alone and we have begun to claim each other as our own. Stop thinking and just feel."

As she finished speaking Daenerys kissed Jon with as much passion and emotion as she could dredge up. Everything that she felt, everything that she had held back for the sake of their 'friendship' and everything that she wanted from him Daenerys poured into the kiss. She willed Jon to understand and just like everything else in their relationship Jon caught on. He reciprocated in kind and for several long moments the couple resided in a world of their own. When breathing became too hard Daenerys tore her mouth away from Jon's and gasped.

"We need to stop or we'll go too far. Goodness gracious, not that I don't want to but we aren't ready."

Jon's words, even as he struggled to speak them, broke the passionate haze that had settled over them and Daenerys nodded. She sat back up, pushed her hair back and Jon stood up. He helped Daenerys up and she hugged him tightly before he could say or do anything else. Jon laughed and returned the embrace.

"I am not mad at you Danyi."

"I know but still…it should be the other way around. As the girl I should be stopping you from getting too horny and trying to get into my pants."

"I don't know if those qualify as pants…"

This time, Jon did nothing to hide his appreciative look as he raked his eyes up and down Daenerys legs. Daenerys grinned, looked out towards the ocean and a wicked idea formed in her mind. She let her fingers trail down her front, highlighting the full curves of her breasts underneath her t-shirt and fiddled with the button of her shorts.

"Danyi… What are you doing?"

"Oh nothing. It's just…after our rather heated and passionate moments I feel…hot. I think a dip in the ocean will cool us down."

As she spoke Daenerys unbuttoned her shorts and pulled the zipper down. The front of her blue lace panties showed in sharp contrast to her white shorts and Jon growled; a low deep sound from his chest. He placed his hand over hers, right above the waistband of her panties and slid his hands around so his thumbs rested on the inside of her shorts at her hips. Without breaking eye contact he pushed the garment down her legs and without any prompting pulled her t-shirt up. Daenerys chuckled at his eagerness, helped him get her shirt off and shook out her hair.

"It's cute, isn't it?"

Daenerys posed to showcase her white bra with blue polka dots and dark blue trim. She ran her fingers around the deep plunge between the cups, looked up from underneath her eyelashes and smirked at Jon's own hooded eyes. He looked wild and unrestrained, his desire for her shining through and Daenerys knew that they teetered on the knifes edge of losing themselves to their passions again.

"You got to undress me so I think it's only fair for me to return the favor. Stand still lover boy."

"You were a pliant, willing participant. If you want to undress me fine, but I won't just stand here."

Before she could figure out what he meant, Jon bent down and kissed her. Her mind went blissfully blank and she returned the eager kiss. When Jon's belt buckle pressed into the soft skin of her stomach through his shirt, Daenerys remembered her plan and she undid the hard metal clasp. The task proved difficult, Jon's kisses becoming more and more distracting but she succeeded in her task of getting his pants off. Grateful that he had taken off his boots and socks beforehand, Daenerys swept her hands under his shirt and up his stomach to his chest. For so long she had admired the muscles her best friend had worked so hard for and she had to restrain herself so many times from reaching out and exploring them. Not anymore and Daenerys took full advantage of the opportunity.

"You need to go to the gym every single day from now on Jon Snow. Your body is exquisite and I forbid you from slacking off."

"Yes, my queen."

The pet, sarcastic nickname Jon had for her made Daenerys laugh and she tore the shirt off Jon. Jon let her have a few moments of exploring his bare torso with her hands but after a while he captured her hands in his larger ones. Daenerys pouted and stomped her foot.

"I wasn't done yet."

"I think the water will do us some good, don't you?"

"Fiiiiiiine."

Daenerys stomped off towards the water, acting like the drama queen she knew she was, and Jon ran after her. She squealed and tried to outrun him to the safety of the water. She failed of course and squealed again when Jon picked her up. They crashed into the surf and Jon tumbled so the both of them fell into the next wave. Daenerys came up for air giggling and Jon wrapped his arms around her from behind. She rested back in his embrace and they rode the waves in peaceful silence.

"Just think of how much time we wasted. I've known you since the fifth grade when I transferred from Essos and after a month of getting to know you I knew I wanted you."

"I was struck dumb the first time the sunlight hit your silver-blonde hair. I thought you were some fairy princess from another world."

Daenerys laughed and leaned back to kiss Jon. He smiled into the kiss as well and Daenerys pushed his curls away from his face.

"I'm not a princess, I'm a queen."

"My queen."

Daenerys hummed and then shivered. Kings Landing boasted a warmer climate but winter had just passed two months ago and the ocean hadn't warmed up too much. Jon helped her swim back to shore and wrapped a towel around her when they got back to their blankets. Daenerys did her best to dry off, Jon finishing ahead of her and he helped dry her hair. He looked away with a cough when Daenerys adjusted herself and her bra which made her laugh. She quickly braided it again and they put their clothes back on to ward off the chill. Jon packed up their items and Daenerys hugged Jon to her by hugging his arm.

"How many text messages and phone calls do you think we have when we turn back on our phones?"

"I really don't care. Tonight, was for us and I don't feel guilty."

Jon hugged her and kissed the side of her head at her comment. They arrived back at Jon's truck and Daenerys hopped up into the passenger seat as Jon threw the items carelessly into the bed of his truck. He started his truck, turned on the heat for her and Daenerys smiled at him as she held her hands up to the heater. She was used to the sweltering heat of Essos and even Kings Landing's warmth didn't match the warmth of Essos. Once she warmed up enough, Daenerys turned their phones back on and rolled her eyes as their phones lit up with texts and missed calls.

"We were only gone for what…three hours?"

"You hit the nail on the head earlier when you called our friends nosey."

Once again a comfortable silence settled over the young couple and Jon took Daenerys' hand in his on the drive back to campus. He parked his truck and Daenerys sulked in the passenger seat. Jon opened the door and held out his hand.

"Come on Danyi, we can always have another night like this in the future."

"I'm holding you to that. Can I sneak into your dorm tonight? Robb is probably spending the night trying to get with Margaery."

"No promises but we'll see."

Happy that Jon hadn't outright refused her, Daenerys hopped down from the truck and went to walk back to her dorm but Jon stopped her. She looked up at him, puzzled as to why he suddenly looked nervous and took his hands in hers.

"Hey what's going on?"

"Well I did take certain liberties with you tonight and I never asked you to be my girlfriend. With the Spring Formal coming up, will you go with me as my girlfriend?"

Daenerys had been prepared to lay into Jon for his sense of propriety (tonight had been a dream come true for her after all) but fell silent at Jon's two-part question. Unable to hold in her emotions, Daenerys laughed and threw herself at Jon. He caught her easily and Daenerys nodded her head against his chest.

"Of course I will Jon Snow!"

Daenerys met Jon halfway for their first kiss as an official couple and the kiss was the sweetest they had shared all night. Jon pulled away, a goofy grin on his face and he spun Daenerys in front of him. She laughed and they walked hand-in-hand to her dorm. The light poured out of the large ground floor windows and the couple stopped in front of the front door. Jon handed Daenerys her go to bag and cupped the side of her face.

"Get some sleep tonight Danyi."

"Sleep will be hard to come by after a night like tonight. Maybe if certain sleeping arrangements were made possible…"

Jon laughed and shook his head. Daenerys stood on tip-toe and kissed him gently goodnight, well aware that they had on-lookers. Jon rubbed her cheek with his thumb, stepped back and walked off into the darkness. Daenerys sighed dreamily, picked up her bag and walked into her dorm. Loud cheers, whistles and clapping came from all the other girls and Daenerys curtsied.

"I am tired and going to bed. Yes, Jon Snow is now my boyfriend and yes, we are going to the Spring Formal together. Good night ladies."

Daenerys walked up the stairs and to her room, ignoring the pleas for more details from the other girls. Missandei hugged her as soon as she walked into the room and Daenerys hugged her friend back. Missandei stepped back and gasped as she got her first good look at Daenerys.

"Your hair is damp, you have beard burn on your neck and your clothes are somewhat wet. What happened and where did you two go?"

"That's Jon's and mine secret and one I will not share tonight. It's precious to me."

Missandei pouted but smiled and hugged Daenerys again. She pulled back and motioned for Daenerys to sit down in her wooden desk chair. Daenerys did and Missandei began untangling Daenerys hair.

"I'm happy for you."

"I'm truly happy now Missandei."

A/N 2: Teenagers, hormones and wanting someone you don't think you can have. We've all been there right? Leave a review or drop a PM with comments or thoughts. Ja ne.

-Kaden