Not The Plan

This is kind of a filler chapter with a bit of fluff, but I hope you all still enjoy it even if not a lot happens! More excitement and political games are still to come. ;p

So I'll keep this short and I hope you all enjoy it :)

I do not own any of the characters or the TV show, this is merely my interpretation on it. No copyright infringement intended.

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Water is all that she could see around her. From one side to the other, the unending mass of water never seemed to be all around them. It was constantly moving and changing which made it unpredictable and still different. But one thing remained the same, the deep azure colour of the never-ending water. Water that could swallow you whole or hold you in a sort of embrace. Yara did not want to find out which of the two it would do to her if she ended up in the water, because one thing was for sure, falling into the middle of the sea was a sure death sentence.

The brunette thought about all of this while she was staring out at said water-mass. So huge and unending the female almost believed they would never get to Westeros. And she wasn't the only one that was impatient. Every day more people seemed to be getting agitated more quickly. They were on course, yet still the journey was lengthy and not everyone seemed to be enjoying it. In particular a silver-haired, blue-eyed female was getting more and more restless with each passing day. As Yara had noted in council meetings the blonde's replies were becoming shorter and snappier, indicating her growing wariness.

However this was not what Yara focused on during these early morning hours. Instead she thought of what was ahead of them in Westeros. What adventures and struggles were awaiting them. Or how even she was ever going to see the younger girl that the warrior had come to love again when Yara went back to the Iron Islands and Daenerys remained in King's Landing. All these questions roamed through her head, but she did not hold the answers to any of these questions, so she just kept worrying.

Yara let out a sigh, realizing that worrying about the future was not going to help. She was about to turn around when the Greyjoy female felt a hand on her left shoulder. The brunette shrieked while jumping slightly from the shock and a chill went down her back. She knew there was no one on board that wished to hurt her, but still being caught unaware can leave you kind of scared. She felt this fear in the few seconds before she heard the male voice belonging to the man that had put his hand on her shoulder. It was her little brother.

"Staring isn't going to make the land appear out of nowhere. You know this." said the man who she had recognized as being Theon, chuckling slightly at her expense.

Yara rolled her eyes, knowing he was right, but not about to admit it. She turned around towards her sibling and instead of admitting anything, she asked him a question to divert the attention from herself: "Why are you up so early?"

"Why are you?" he answered her question with another question, while a cheeky smile spread across his face.

Yara gave him a pointed look as well as a small slap to his shoulder, one that was not meant to really hurt, but one that had a playful nature to it. She held her serious face for a few seconds before starting to chuckle at his silly mood on this particular morning. Theon started to laugh along with her and before either of them realized the siblings were both near hysterics. They however didn't know why they had started laughing. But they didn't care, laughter lightened both of their moods.

Their laughter ceased however when they heard someone clearing their throat. Two pairs of eyes turned towards the newcomer that had made the sound. It was Daenerys. A soft smile appeared once more on Yara's face – as it always did in the presence of the blonde – while she gazed towards the younger girl. Dany let a soft smile spread across her face as well and turned her gaze fully towards the brunette. The male in this entire unspoken conversation did not say a word and he realized that he should probably leave the two alone. So without another word Theon shuffled backwards ready to explain why he was leaving, but neither of the females seemed to realize that he was leaving at all. That's how enraptured in each other they are, his mind supplied. Theon rolled his eyes at the two before turning around and walking away from the pair.

The silence between the two ensued before eventually the older of the two cleared her throat. "So what brings you here?" Yara asked the blonde.

"I wished to ask you something." Daenerys spoke. It was spoken as a statement to which the speaker awaited confirmation so that she could go ahead and ask her question. The brunette nodded giving that confirmation.

"How much longer until we reach Dorne?" the blonde asked. And while normally this would have sounded like a normal question, in that moment the girl sounded more like a petulant child than like a ruling queen.

"I do not know exactly, but I would guess a few more days." the brunette answered simply, only just barely holding in a chuckle at the younger girl's behaviour.

A disgruntled sound left the blonde's lips and Yara looked at her quizzically. A reply came soon enough.

"I just wish we were there already. The longer it takes to get there, the longer I'll be contemplating all the things that can go wrong." Daenerys answered her with a sigh and a worried edge to her voice.

Yara thought for a few seconds before she finally figured out a way to help the other girl. The idea had a smirk settling onto her face. Dany looked at her with confusion, not understanding why Yara was looking at her like that when the blonde had just told the brunette of her worries.

"I could help you take your mind off of your worries." Yara told the blonde simply, while the smirk never left her face.

Realisation seemed to dawn on the younger girl's face when the female warrior took a step closer to her, stepping into her personal space. A small giggle left the luscious lips of the beautiful blonde before it was stifled by the press of another's lips. Lips that gave the blonde a taste of salt and iron, the brunette's lips living up to the namesake of the islands that she ruled.

After a few seconds of their lips meeting in sync the two separated. The brunette stepped back and raised a suggestive eyebrow, offering her hand for the blonde to take which she did. With their hands connected Yara led Daenerys in a fast pace towards the blonde's cabin, said blonde giggled at the brunette's eagerness. When they almost reached the cabin the Greyjoy's advance was stopped by a little man that normally she would've loved to talk to, but not at that moment. However he was standing in the way so she came to an abrupt stop and looked incredulously at Tyrion.

"I merely wanted to ask-" the little lord started before the brunette female rudely cut him off. "Not right now, Tyrion." Yara spoke with annoyance.

Stepping around the small man to continue on her way, Yara almost missed the knowing look that he was sending their way. "Of course, another time." Tyrion spoke with a smirk, but the last part of his sentence was muffled by the door to the cabin that Yara had closed.

Since their hands had been released during Yara and Tyrion's brief conversation, Daenerys now walked towards her bed while Yara still stood near the doorway. The blonde had almost reached the bed when she heard the sound of furniture being moved. The blonde turned back to her and saw that the brunette was moving the table, creating a big open space.

"What are you doing? You know that there is a perfectly good bed over here, right?" Dany asked her with slight suspicion.

"I am helping you with a distraction for your worries." Yara asked stopping to give her next statement a more dramatic effect, revealing her complete plan, "Combat training. Can't have you neglect your training."

"What?!" Daenerys asked her completely incredulous.

"What did you think we were going to do?" Yara asked with a cheeky smile, while trying to hold in her laughter. However seeing the pout start to form on the blonde's face eventually made Yara guffaw and this only deepened the forming pout on the younger girl's face.

"Yara…"

It was her name said with such a warning that the brunette's laughter ceased almost immediately. Finally giving in to all the protests of the demanding younger female, Yara walked over to her slowly and captured those lips that she had come to love. Moving her kisses down along Dany's jaw and to her neck.

"Too. Many. Layers." the brunette spoke, punctuating each word by kissing the slender colon of the pale blonde's neck. Hands roamed to get rid of said layers on both of their bodies. Until hands touched upon nude skin, free of any obstructing articles of clothing.

Hands roamed freely across hot skin, followed by hot lips moving over many sensitive parts of the body. Yara continued her assault of kisses along the entire length of the blonde's body. Across perfectly rounded breasts that she had dreamed of since she saw the younger girl in such revealing dresses. Moving to a flat abdomen and leaving kisses there as well, while hands grabbed at flushed skin. All the while the brunette was encouraged on by slight sounds of pleasure. She moved her lips even further down, where she knew that the blonde girl wanted and needed her most.

Kisses, touches and sounds of pleasure all seemed to blend together as they became a mess of limbs. Pleasure was all that they wished to achieve and perhaps to stop worrying in the process as well. And so they did achieve that goal multiple times. A shiver of pleasure moved down the blonde's back and Yara felt her come undone once again, which brought forth her own release. Finally collapsing next to one another, Dany laid within the safety of the brunette's arms. Both laid still like that for a while, satiated by their joined efforts to please each other.

Dany lazily drew figures on the space around Yara's collarbones. Their breathing had slowed again and neither made to get out of the bed any time soon.

"So did that help to get you to stop worrying?" Yara asked the dragonborn female.

"Yes, it did. Perhaps you should help more often." Dany told her while moving her thumb across Yara's lower lip.

"It'd be my pleasure." the brunette replied, letting her lips pull into a lazy smile.

That is all the words that were spoken before they once more engaged one another in heated kisses. And that is how they spend most of the remaining time while on board of the ship. The Ironborn female couldn't say she minded it too much. Those last few days passed quickly and their constant engagement with each other was only interrupted when they reached the shore of the place they had been sailing towards: Dorne. They had reached their destination on this part of their journey, but their journey in general wasn't nearly done yet. And perhaps the most daunting part was still to come. But Yara knew one thing for sure. Throughout the entire journey she would do everything she could to help the Targaryen girl achieve her goal of ruling Westeros. Yara would do this even if it cost her her life. But she hoped it wouldn't come to that.

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Well then, that is as explicit as this story is going to get, I hope it was okay, not very good at writing smut hehe ;p

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Vera