Chapter 4: The Secret Wedding
Author's Note: I had so much fun with the JONERYS VALENTINES prompts that week…and I didn't think I would make it..but I did! I posted 7 for 7! Check out these jonerys works, I love them all. Also, there are so many beautiful works (fics, art, collections of images) that were shared. Just search #jonerysvalentines on Tumblr.
Day 1 - - Feb. 14: Dark!Jon or Dark!Dany (Money Well Spent)
Day 2 - - Feb 15: Fairy tales (The Big Bad Wolf)
Day 3 - - Feb. 16: Oh, No! We're Forced to Share this Bed! (One Bed, Two People)
Day 4 - - Feb. 17: Public Sex (Dust of Snow)
Day 5 - - Feb. 18: Pregnant Dany (Insatiable and Pregnant)
Day 6 - - Feb. 19: Forbidden Love (Not Good Enough)
Day 7 - - Feb. 20: FREE CHOICE (Money Can't Buy Me Love)
Chapter Summary: Jon and Daenerys unite as husband and wife…in more ways than one. This chapter is fluff and smut. Enjoy!
CHAPTER 4: The Secret Wedding
Walking quietly through the halls of Winterfell, the small party stops to ensure the change of guards Sansa and Davos orchestrated is still in place. With Sansa at the front of the group she glides with a sense of purpose as she leads Jon and a few members of their wedding party with ease. Jon would think she wasn't nervous, if he hadn't noticed that her hands are trembling anxiously.
Sansa is very happy that her brother has found love and is getting married, but she is well aware that the Northerners will not be thrilled about this secret union. Even worse than Jon having bent the knee, will be the assumption that he was foolishly seduced into doing so.
Sansa has spent the last few months listening to the gripes and grumbles of the Northern lords. They have proven themselves to be very fickle when it comes to the leadership of their King and now even more so with the Dragon Queen present. She is concerned how they will perceive this union, especially as it will have been a secret.
As Jon trudges through the halls he begins to question his insistence in marrying at the Weirwood tree. He would be just as married to his queen had the ceremony taken place in the study by Daenerys's chambers. They probably would have been married already instead of sneaking through the halls of Winterfell.
Deciding to make the secret walk in two waves, to avoid larger problems that would occur at both Jon and Dany being caught together sneaking through Winterfell and towards the Godswood. It would be too much to explain, so they split their party in two. Jon despised the idea of leaving Daenerys behind but in the end was convinced it was necessary. Walking with Jon is Sansa, Davos, Sam, and Missandei. Jon insisted that Arya stay behind and stay by Dany's side at all times.
Words were not needed as Jon asked his youngest sister to stay with the queen. Her face expressed that she understood, she would kill anyone that tried to harm his bride.
As soon as Jon's small group arrived to the Weirwood tree, Davos retreated in order to meet up with Dany and the others for their walk. In addition to Dany and Arya, Jorah, Tyrion and Grey Worm were in the second group.
Standing in front of the Weirwood tree Jon faces Sam, purposely looking away from the direction in which Daenerys will be coming from. Feeling nervous, he wants to concentrate on his friend for a moment. The dawn is approaching, the sun will be rising soon enough. Jon finally smiles, he hopes that the soft glow of the rising sun will smile upon the exchange of their vows.
Sam is anxiously reviewing his notes, he seems more nervous than the groom is. Jon smiles at his closest friend, happy that Sam will be the one to perform the ceremony. Sam frowns suddenly, he seems to be lost in deep thought.
"Sam, are you ready? You seem distracted," Jon says quietly, hoping that all will go as planned.
Sam smiles broadly, although seeming a little wistful. "I was just thinking of my father, if he could see now... Performing this union I mean."
Jon stiffens, remembering that Sam had taken the news of the death of his father and brother exceptionally well. But now Jon is second guessing his choice to request Sam marry them. Maybe Jon had asked too much of his closest friend. It was Daenerys, who made the decision during battle to have Drogon enforce her stance of power, which resulted in Sam's father and brother being burned alive.
"Sam…." Jon begins.
Realization crosses Sam's face as his eyes widen. "Oh Jon, you misunderstand. I meant what I said earlier, I bare no ill will towards the queen. It is a war, and she offered them a choice. My father made his decision and my brother, who was also a grown man, then choose to follow our father to his death. After you and I spoke, I actually spoke with Tyrion in great detail about what was said and how it happened."
Sam shrugs his shoulders, the hurt evident in his features. "It was hard to hear that my father, even until the very last moment, wanted Dickon to choose live. I say that because this is the same man that threatened to have me killed in a hunt had I not given up my birthright as he demanded of me…" Sam's voice trails off. "Well, it is what it is. If anything, I struggle with the ability to feel forgiveness for my father, even in his death."
Relieved that Sam is not harboring ill will towards Daenerys, Jon can only nod. Having known Sam for many years, and knowing the man he has become now, Jon can see the maturity the years have brought him. Jon remembers the young man Sam was as he shared the story of what type of man his father had been. His father sounded despicable, even until the very end. Old man Tarly's loyalty to Cersei would have come to a head with Jon's mission at one point or another.
"It is hard to make peace, especially when they are gone," Jon admits softly, his mind straying to his father. Actually, his uncle Ned. Jon has had to put those emotions in the back of his mind as he needed to focus on the living, and the life he desires with his queen.
Jon is still not at peace with the lies that Ned surrounded him with throughout his life. Logically, Jon recognizes the inclination of his uncle to honor Lyanna's dying wish. But at some point, after Jon had repeatedly asked his father so many times about his own mother, he wishes that his uncle could have at least told him the truth. Even if he had only told Jon, and no one else.
The last time Jon saw Ned Stark was as a young man, leaving his home so that he could join the Night's Watch. Even then, Ned couldn't tell Jon the truth about his parentage.
Of course he could have. Ned made the choice not to.
But…
Had I known my true lineage, then I would have known that the Dragon Queen was indeed my aunt from the first moment I saw her. My heart possibly not opening to her the way a man loves a woman.
Instead Daenerys is the woman I will marry, she is meant to be my wife and me her husband.
"Jon, it's time," Sansa whispers excitedly and nods her head for Jon to look behind him. Sansa's words interrupting Jon's thoughts. Arya is standing beside her, grinning. "Daenerys will be escorted in by Tyrion for the marriage ceremony and everyone else is ready to begin."
Jon steals a quick glance, all of the people him and Dany wanted to be present are standing and ready to witness their union. Smiling Jon turns to give Sansa and Arya a quick hug each.
"I'm sorry about Bran… I tried," Sansa begins. "He didn't look at all surprised this wedding was going to take place. But he insisted that he needed his rest."
Arya scowls but manages to remain quiet. Not understanding how their younger brother could miss this. How the boy he once was, would be okay with skipping the wedding of Jon to the woman he loves.
"It is okay, I am trying to come to terms with how things work for Bran now. This moment is about my joining together with Daenerys. I am just glad my sisters can be with me right now," Jon says thankfully. "Having you both here, is really important to me. So thank you."
Arya and Sansa move to take their place, standing and ready to watch Jon take Daenerys Targaryen as his wife. Jon faces Sam while moving to stand beside his best friend.
It is then that Tyrion and Daenerys appear, walking towards the Weirwood tree, walking towards Jon.
Although Jon has already seen her dress, and he is pleased the stain was indeed barely noticeable, watching his beloved approach sends a thrill throughout Jon's body. She is here, and she is his. Jon's heart aches with joy and excitement.
"She is a vision, Jon," Sam whispers to his friend. "I'm happy for you, brother."
Jon can't look away from her, the sun's gentle glow lighting her beautiful features, the perfect dress and the happiness he sees reflected in her face. She loves him, and everyone can see it.
As Tyrion and Daenerys walk further into the Godswood, her eyes beam with pleasure at seeing her handsome groom. Jon is waiting alongside Sam, while their guests form an aisle.
Sam walks forward. "Who comes before the Old Gods this dawn?"
"Daenerys of House Targaryen comes here to be wed. A woman grown, trueborn and noble. She comes to beg the blessings of the gods. Who comes to claim her?" Tyrion says, his eyes shining brightly at the King of the North.
Jon steps forward, standing directly in front of Dany. Their eyes lock, both unable to turn away. She longs to be in his arms, moving even closer as their faces are now only inches apart. Their bodies leaning into the other.
Tyrion finally clears his throat, signaling for Jon to speak.
"Jon Snow, King of the North. Who gives her?" he asks quietly, still staring into his bride's beautiful face.
"Tyrion of House Lannister, and Hand to the queen." With that Tyrion steps back to stand by Jorah, who is stone faced while his eyes are filled with conflicted emotion.
Tyrion knows that the old bear is love with her, and that he loves her enough to want her to be happy and loved. Tyrion also knows that Jon does love their queen, with his entire heart.
"Queen Daenerys, will you take this man?" Sam asks hopefully, almost as he fears she may say no.
Dany smiles at Jon, her eyes suddenly wet with tears. "I take this man," she says absolutely.
Sam speaks loudly, "You may now cloak the bride and bring her under your protection."
Jon quickly takes his cloak from around his neck and places it around Daenerys's petite shoulders.
The couple share a smile before standing side by side to face Sam, Jon nods that they are ready to continue.
Jon puts his left hand out, Dany places her right hand to rest on top of his. Sam readies the cloth that will go around their hands, binding them.
"In the sight of the seven, I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity. Look upon each other and say the words," Sam instructs while tying the sash around their hands, tying them together.
Both turning away from their tied-hands to face one another, the couple speaks their vows, simultaneously committing their lives to each other.
Jon: "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am HERS and SHE is mine, from this day, until the end of my days."
Daenerys: "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am HIS and HE is mine, from this day, until the end of my days."
The small group cheers quietly for the marriage of their King and Queen. Jon leans close to press his lips against his wife's mouth.
Arya smiles, wiping tears away from her cheek. Her mind wandering to Gendry, they had discussed marriage earlier that day. She loves him, she knows he does. But things have moves so quickly, and she still needs to have that important discussion with Jon. She suspects that Davos may know more than he lets on as well. He has been studying her closely all evening long.
As all gather to congratulate the newly married couple with hugs and handshakes Sansa tries to pull Jon and Daenerys aside while also signaling for everyone's attention. Tyrion and Sansa exchange a look, both being on the same page.
"Everyone, now that the king and queen have wed, we need to decide on a plan. We should agree what will be said. Let's regroup to the study, we can…" Sansa gets out before Jon interrupts her by placing his hand on her arm for a moment.
"Sansa is correct, we must plan for our next steps now that the marriage has taken place," Tyrion interjects strongly.
"Everyone, Daenerys and I have just been married and it is already almost morning. Soon the castle will be up and our faces will be expected to be seen. We would like to have some time to be married before the new day starts," Jon insists as people chuckle. Daenerys smiles shyly as Jon brings her hand to his lips. "Tomorrow morning, first thing. But for now, I need to be alone with my wife."
Arya is also anxious to get back to her room where Gendry is waiting for her. "It is very late, I for one am tired and would like to get back to my chambers. Can we please just discuss this tomorrow morning after breakfast?"
Jon smiles at Arya appreciatively, not knowing her ulterior motive for wanting to return to her room. Dany raises her eyebrows at Arya knowingly, causing Arya to blush.
Tyrion, nor Sansa, look pleased but they also know this is one argument they will not win. .
It is settled, the next phase of plotting will wait until after breakfast.
The King and Queen want to make their marriage official.
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Opening the door to Daenerys's chambers Jon takes a moment to scoop his bride into his arms as she giggles wholeheartedly and wraps her arms around his neck. Kissing his jaw and then down his neck slowly, Dany murmurs sweet words of love. Kicking the door shut with his foot Jon walks with purpose to their bed.
Unable to tear his eyes away from his wife's beautiful face, Jon whispers, "I love you, I almost can't believe that you are mine. My precious wife."
Drowning in his eyes, so full of love, Daenerys opens her mouth to speak but only a small sob escapes. She is completely overcome with emotion, finally married to the man she adores. Jon smiles tenderly before pressing his mouth to hers in a reassuring kiss. He plans to show her with actions how cherished she is.
Standing her gently at the side of the bed Jon holds her face in his palms before kissing her, pressing his lips to her. Daenerys groans as she immediately deepens the kiss. Her tongue seeking entrance that he gladly gives. Clutching at his clothing desperately, she pulls his body closer to hers.
"I love you. Jon Snow, my beloved husband," she whimpers before kissing him again. Her body is overcome with desire as she longs to feel his naked body pressed against hers. "Make love to your wife, make me yours in the eyes of the gods and your people."
Jon groans enthusiastically, knowing that they will consummate their marriage in this room shortly. The blood rushing to his eager cock. His temptation is to take her quickly, to make her cry out his name as he makes love to her.
Jon turns her wife around to face away from him, his strong arms wrapped around her for a moment. Holding her close he kisses her neck, feeling her tremble in his arms. Slowly his hands move across her body, touching and caressing her as he feels her under his fingertips. His hands slowly loosening her gown as the cool air hits her breasts, just a little more until he can slide the dress down her lithe frame to the floor.
Grunting with satisfaction, Jon sees the exquisitely embroidered small clothes that his wife is wearing under her dress this time. Earlier Dany had managed to pull it down while he was distracted. Dany wiggles in his arms in order to turn and face him. A satisfied grin as she sees the dark desire in his eyes. Reaching slowly between them her hand touches his stomach before gliding lower, until she can feel his hardness from over his pants. He is already very aroused, he wants her as badly as she wants him.
They need each other.
With eyes locked, Jon's throat hitches as his wife pleasures him over his clothing, teasing him slowly. Closing his eyes he welcomes the delight that rolls over his body as he resumes touching her body. His hands are loving and determined to make her feel loved. Cupping her breasts in his palms he enjoys the fine fabric that still lies between them. Rolling her nipples between his fingers before teasing them with a small pinch, Jon relishes in her loud gasp. Feeling her teats pucker Jon leans down to take one in his mouth, in between kisses he lowers Dany's small clothes off and down her shoulders.
Dany loosens his breaches to push them down his hips while wrapping her hand around his cock. She gives him slow and gentle pumps, enjoying the way he hardens in her hands even more.
"We need to get these off," Jon says while stripping his bride completely naked. "I need to feel you…all of you."
"Same for you, dearest husband," Dany giggles as her hands frantically pull at his remaining clothing. Jon groans as he helps her to rip the remaining articles off his body.
Finally both naked, mutually taking in the sight of the other, their arousal growing as they know the other is anxious to have them.
Jon guides Daenerys to lie on their bed, climbing gently next to her. Kissing slowly, hands continue to roam smoothly over each other's body. Jon's eyes widen as he sees numerous bite marks on her beautiful skin, marks he had made during previous heightened moments of pleasure between them. Tracing the marks tenderly Jon's eyes meet Dany's as she realizes what he is doing.
"I need you so much, I lose myself when I am with you. When I am inside of you. Especially for those special moments when you and I become one. I don't know where I end or you begin," Jon says hoarsely. The desire to take her quickly is bearing down on him.
Dany moans at his words, her hand slipping to stroke his hard cock. She parts her legs, wantonly, beckoning her husband.
"Dany…" Jon says painfully, she has no idea the lengths of his desire, how much he wants her, needs her even.
"Please, as your wife…I need to feel you close to me. We can go slowly the next time…but for now, I want you to claim me," Dany begs. "Make me yours. Take me."
Jon grunts while rolling over to settle between Dany's legs, moving her knee up so that she is completely open to him. Gripping his cock and running the head of his penis up and down her wet folds, then circling her bundle of nerves causing Dany to gasp loudly.
Holding each other tightly Jon pushes into his wife and grunts as they become one. Laying still for a moment Jon kisses Dany as she wraps her arms around him.
"I love you, I am so happy we are married. No matter what happens, we will have this moment," Dany whimpers, the feeling of her husband on top of her overwhelming her with feelings of passion and adoration.
Jon groans as he kisses her passionately, his hips slowly working in firm steady thrusts as he begins making love to his wife.
Dany gasps as his cock slides in and out, his hand then sliding between them to gently caress her clit.
"Come for me baby. I want to feel you tighten around me," he whispers in her ear as she cries out for him. Jon kisses her gaping mouth again as he slowly strums on her bundle of nerves.
Dany groans wildly, her body bucking to move against Jon desperately. Her orgasm is powerful as she cries out his name. Begging him to keep going, "Please don't stop. Don't stop! Jon! Jon…yes, my love…yes!"
Jon closes his eyes, her sweet pussy clenching around him as she comes loudly. He holds still while she comes down from her high.
Calming herself, Dany buries her face in his neck…kissing his warm skin softly.
Jon resumes gently making love to her, slowly as she holds him. Dany closes her eyes, her flesh still feeling sensitive as she enjoys the feeling of him making slow love to her.
As Jon nears his climax his thrusts become more frantic, pushing up on his arms as his hips jerk against her. Moving her knee to her shoulder Jon takes her quickly and hard. Dany watches appreciatively as he takes what he needs. Dany's hands move to hold his amazing butt, urging him to take her hard.
A loud groan as Jon pushes in deep as he finally comes, his seed releasing. His eyes closed tightly as his body shudders against her. Feeling his ass clench, Dany moans with delight as she squeezes him.
Knowing his seed is releasing into her barren body, Dany feels a pang of guilt. Her eyes suddenly glistening with tears, blinking rapidly she desperately tries to push away her guilt and despair. But it was too late, Jon saw the sadness in her eyes.
Eyes then closed, Dany leans up to kiss him, she doesn't want to ruin this moment. It being their first time together as husband and wife. Jon kisses her back slowly, lowering his weight on to her cautiously as they hold each other closely. His cock softening and still inside of her.
Leaning his forehead against her before asking, "Dany…did I hurt you? Can you tell me what happened just then?"
"It's not important my love, just hold me and never let me go," she whispers, hopeful he will leave it alone.
"I prefer you tell me the truth, what is going on in your mind? You are my wife, you can tell me anything," he presses, knowing that she is upset about something.
Dany opens her mouth to repeat that nothing is wrong, or to deflect…except the truth comes tumbling out instead.
"It just hurts my heart, that I will never give you a child. I just know you would have been an amazing father," Dany whispers sadly, her eyes filling with tears. "I would love nothing more than to carry your baby, to make you a father."
Jon wipes away a tear that fell down her cheek. Kissing her cheek softly after. "I promise you, Daenerys…I am the happiest I have ever been and you are enough."
Dany feels a drop in her belly, the guilt eating away at her. "You say that now. But maybe if you had married another...when her belly was swelling with your child...I would've been nothing but a distant memory!"
Jon sees the genuine hurt in her eyes, she looks so sad. How can he explain to her? He wants her more than any child.
"Dany… You are everything to me," Jon says firmly. "I would rather have a life with you by my side then a house full of a dozen children. It hurts me that you doubt me."
Dany finally smiles, because she believes him. Relieved to see her calm demeanor, Jon smiles back before dipping his head to kiss and suck at the soft flesh of her breasts. Dany closes her eyes and enjoys the love he is showering on her. Moments later she can feel him hardening while still inside of her.
Releasing her nipple with a loud slobbery kiss, Jon suddenly pops his head up, a wicked smile on his face. "Besides, I can now be a father to your dragons…if they will let me!"
Daenerys laughs loudly before her mouth falls open in ecstasy as Jon begins moving slowly, soft hard thrusts as he is fully aroused again.
Jon kisses her passionately while taking her, pushing into her body so he is fully sheathed by her loving body. Before leaning in for another kiss Dany nips at his lip while meeting his thrusts with her eager hips, "As long as you don't call them beasts again!"
Jon smiles against her lips, making a mental note not to piss off his wife or their dragons again.
At the moment he concentrates on making love to his beautiful wife as she moans and withers against him.
He plans to show her what a beast he can be.
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