This chapter is definitely rated M;)
Jon and Ygritte had been walking on foot for a few hours. Jon had led them along the south side of the wall for a few miles and then cut through one of the passages. Once they reached the wildling side of the wall, they continued heading north.
Ghost was following from a distance; Jon knew Ghost was taking this opportunity to hunt.
Ygritte had not let go of his hand. They had both removed their gloves so that they could feel their bare hands against each other.
"I think we are far enough away by now. Would you like to stop for some rest?" Jon inquired.
"What? Are you too pampered in your southern life that you can't even walk a few miles?" Ygritte teased him with a smile on her face.
"Of course I can handle a few miles. I'm just trying to keep you safe. That's my job now; I have to make sure that I keep you alive."
Ygritte turned and faced him. The moonlight illuminated his handsome face and thick curls. "We'll be safer the further we get from the Wall. I see one of your southern castles up ahead," she pointed. "I bet we can get a horse from them."
Jon looked over to where she was pointing. It was a small grain mill, maybe only two stories high.
John laughed as he returned his gaze to her brown eyes.
She stretched onto her toes and kissed him. He kissed her back, slowly at first, but then felt a warm tingling spread through him and he began to kiss more passionately.
It didn't take long for him to grow erect. Ygritte gently slid her hand over his warmth and rubbed him from outside his furs.
Jon pressed himself into her, aching for more.
Ygritte removed her hand and pulled away from the kiss. She smiled at him, slyly, as she turned away and trudged through the snow towards her southern castle.
As they crept closer to the gate, they grew quiet. Ygritte got out her bow and prepared an arrow. Jon put his hand on the handle of his sword.
The small farm was quiet except for the small rustle of horses.
First, Ygritte swiped two loaves of bread from the granary.
Then she silently moved into the barn and cut the rope on two of the horses.
She soon returned to Jon, steering the horse's bridles behind her.
She handed a loaf of bread and the black horse to him and he pulled himself up.
Ygritte seated herself on her horse as well; Jon noticed how carefully she slid onto the horse' s back.
They began to ride north, munching on their loaves as they rode.
By the time the sun started to rise, both of them were exhausted. They had been riding through the snowy countryside hoping desperately to find an abandoned mill where they could hide from the world and live in peace.
A few hours after sunrise, they had a stroke of luck.
At the bottom of the hill was an old farm that had obviously been vacant for a few years.
There was a small but strong grain mill with a decent sized house attached.
The fence surrounding it had fallen into disrepair and the roof to the stables had caved in, but everything else looked functional.
With much anticipation, Jon and Ygritte rode to the house.
Tired as they were, they dismounted and tied up their horses.
Automatically, they reached for each other's hands again.
They were about to cross the threshold, when Jon stopped her.
"Wait," he said. He pulled her into his arms and embraced her as he grazed his lips across her forehead. Then, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the new house.
Only half awake, he carried her through the front room and into the back bedroom.
It was a simple room. There was a decent sized bed with thick furs. There was a window on either side. The morning light streamed through, casting a warm light throughout the room.
There was a small dressing table underneath each window, and there was a large chest of drawers against the side wall.
He set her on the bed, tugging off her boots for her. She seemed to already be asleep.
He found a fur blanket in the chest of drawers and draped it over her. He kissed her forehead again.
Sunlight streamed through the windows; Jon made sure to close the worn curtains before slipping off his boots and falling onto the bed.
Later that afternoon, when Jon awoke, he reached over to Ygritte's side, hoping to snuggle his beloved close.
Panic coursed through him when he realized she wasn't there.
He shot up from the bed and ran into the front room.
She wasn't there either. Only Ghost was resting on one of the chairs, resting after a hunt. With his heart racing, Jon sprinted out into the front yard.
That's when he saw her. It wasn't pleasant, but at least he knew she was alive.
She was bent over in a patch of bushes, heaving up whatever food was in her. Jon rushed to her side and began rubbing her back and pulling her hair away from her face. He whispered soothing things to her, and slowly the heaving stopped.
Ygritte collapsed back into his arms.
He held her tight and carried her back into their house.
Once in the front room, he set her in one of the big chairs and used a towel from the kitchen to wipe her face.
Ygritte's eyes fluttered open. "I'm so sorry, Jon. I didn't mean to ruin our first evening together." Her face was still pale and sweaty.
"Don't worry, love, we have every day for the rest of our lives to spend together."
She smiled at that. Jon sat with her until the color returned to her face and she was fully awake. "Feeling better, love?" He asked.
"Very much so," she replied. She slowly stood up and went out to the well to get some water.
They spent the rest of the evening straightening up the inside of their new house.
The kitchen was fully equipped with utensils and dishwater. There were enough furs in the cabinets of the front room to keep ten people warm.
On the second story of the house, there were 5 bedrooms. Each room was fully furnished and stocked with clothing for kids of all ages.
Jon blushed at the thought of all those rooms full with children; he began to close the doors and return back downstairs.
Ygritte, however, loved the rooms. She convinced Jon to stay with her, so they spent most of their evening going through all of the clothes and toys.
Ygritte seemed fully recovered from her temporary illness. It was soon forgotten as the couple spent the hours together laughing and kissing and joking.
After dinner, when it started to get dark, Jon suggested they changed clothes. "I saw some fresh furs in the big dresser."
"Who says that I want to put furs back on once I take them off?" Ygritte said with a wink.
Jon, overwhelmed with excitement, strode over to Ygritte and kissed her, cupping her face in his hands.
Her lips were soft and soothing, and he liked the way his facial hair felt as it rubbed against her smooth face.
His hands slipped down to the ties on her furs and began to undo the ties one by one, until her coat slid off her shoulders and onto the floor, leaving just a loose fitting tank top underneath.
She undid his black fur clothing as well, untying each layer slowly and seductively.
Before too long, he was topless before her.
She hastily undid the tie on his pants and let them sink to the floor.
Ygritte looked hungrily at his body.
She loved his muscular arms and defined abs and strong thigh muscles. She loved his slight chest hair, and the thick hairline from his belly button to down below, where the hair was densest of all.
She couldn't help herself but to kiss him as passionately as she could, trying to express how much she loved him.
Jon took one finger and gently slid it along the inside waistline of her fur pants.
When he reached the tie, he yanked at the string, and her furs fell to the ground.
Her tank top just covered her precious pink folds. However, her beautiful legs were curvy and smooth before him. He ran a hand up the side of her thigh and gently traced it around to her rear. It was even more soft and curvy than he remembered.
The only thing left that she was wearing was her tanned skin tank top.
As he reached for the tie, Ygritte extended her thin arm and grabbed his hand. "Remember that I love you, okay? Remember that I was to spend forever with you."
Jon could only nod as he leaned in to kiss her. As he slipped his tongue into her mouth, he undid the tie at her shoulder and let the last bit of clothing between them fall to the floor.
With their bodies pressed together, Jon could not see her full figure.
Jon could hardly contain himself. He broke the kiss so he could say, "Ygritte, please, I need to see you. I want to remember how precious your body looks."
Ygritte hesitated, and then backed away from Jon, still gripping his hand.
Jon's face went white.
Where her stomach had used to be as thin as it could be, there was now a smooth and round baby bump.
It was small enough so that it didn't extend further than her breasts, but it was definitely big enough to notice.
"You're...you're..." Jon stuttered.
"Yes, I am." Ygritte said tentatively.
Jon couldn't stop staring at the bump. "Is it... Is it..ours?"
Ygritte nodded.
Jon slowly knelt so his face was level with the bump. A giant smile spread across his face. He placed his hands on the smooth, round surface. The warmth of her skin spread through his fingers.
He looked up at Ygritte, and saw she had tears in her eyes. Jon stood up and wrapped her into a giant hug. He murmured into her hair, "I love you so much. You've made me so happy, but I can't believe you didn't tell me."
"I didn't know until after I had scared you off with those arrows. Once I knew, I couldn't tell anyone. I didn't want to tell anyone until you knew."
"When? When did you know? Which time of us together made it happen?"
"About a week after you left, I started getting sick and my breasts painfully began to swell. If I'm calculating everything correctly, it should of been the time in the cave."
Jon felt so overcome with love he didn't know what to do with himself.
He picked her up as gently as he could and rushed her to their bedroom.
He couldn't wait a second longer. He laid Ygritte down on her back and began to kiss her neck.
Slowly, he moved down to her swollen breasts and gently licked her tender nipples.
His hand rubbed gentle circular motions over her growing belly.
He continued to work his way down until he reached the wetness between her legs.
She muttered, "Oh please, Jon," and that was all it took.
Jon began with one long lick from her vaginal opening up to her sensitive spot. Ygritte gasped at the sensation; it had been far too long since she has been pleasured like a Lady from her Lord.
Her back arched as his tongue began to swirl around her spot. Every once in a while, Jon would change directions of the swirling or use his mouth to gently suck on her sweet pink skin.
Ygritte's tension began to build, and he could tell she was craving a release.
Her hands eventually worked their way to Jon's head, where she dug her fingers into his curls and pulled his head further into her.
The wet noise of his tongue swirling her juices became the only noise in the room. Then she began to moan with every passing of his tongue, her cries becoming louder and higher.
Jon smiled and kissed her even more; he was beyond happy pleasuring his love. Her pleasure made him happy. He loved the sound his tongue made as it swirled around her wetness; it turned him on as well.
Ygritte's breathing became deeper and more frantic. "Oh Jon!" She cried, "Please don't stop!"
Jon began to drag his tongue directly up and down against her; he knew it was her favorite technique.
"Ooh...OOOH!" She screamed as she reached her climax. The amount of pleasure made her body writhe all over as she finished.
Jon slowed his licking, enjoying the taste of her juices as she slowly calmed from her orgasm. With one last kiss, he pulled away and laid on the bed next to her, cradling her in his arms.
When Ygritte's breathing was no longer ragged, Jon turned her to face him and then pulled her up so that her chest was resting on his. Jon stroked her hair as Ygritte toyed with his short beard.
"Do you have any idea how happy you make me?" Jon questioned, holding her hand and kissing her fingers.
Ygritte was quick to respond. "I can imagine it's about as happy as you make me." She held Jon's hand and kissed his palm.
"You know I would marry you in an instant." Jon used the back of his fingers to gently stroke her cheekbones.
Ygritte smiled, knowing that weddings were a serious thing in the south. "I know you would, but do we need a big event to make our promises? Our promises only matter to each other, and not to anyone else. Who says we can't just make our promises right here?"
Jon thought for a second, and then smiled. "Ygritte, I love you. I will always love you. I promise to be your loving companion in life. I promise to try my best to make you happy and to make the best life for us and our family."
Ygritte couldn't help but giggle to herself. This man was truly her soulmate. "Jon Snow, I love you. I will always love you. I promise to be faithful to you and to care for you throughout our life together. I promise to try my hardest to make the best possible life for us."
Jon knew she meant what she said. His heart warmed at the thought of being hers forever.
Jon began to kiss the side of her neck. She moaned, begging him to continue.
He eased himself on top of her, being sure to keep his weight off the small bump, and began to kiss her lips. She kissed him back, loving the taste of herself on his lips.
Jon felt himself harden against Ygritte's body. He looked into her eyes, pleading for entry, and she hastily nodded.
She reached down and guided him into her. Jon started with just a little bit inside, and slowly pushed himself all the way in.
Ygritte moaned, clearly enjoying the feeling of him. Jon couldn't believe how wonderful she felt, she was warm and soft and very wet. It felt like they were made to fit together.
Jon began to move his hips back and forth. Ygritte helped him find the right rhythm by clasping onto his muscular cheeks and pulling him into her. Jon found the rhythm that felt most pleasurable- smooth and steady.
They kissed each other's neck and shoulders while whispering words of love in each other's ear.
Ygritte's arms wrapped around his back, pressing her fingers into his muscles. She couldn't get close enough to him.
She loved his smell, the softness of his skin, the way he felt inside her. She loved the way Jon's pelvis rubbed against her sensitive spot with every thrust. She felt herself building closer towards that release.
Jon's breathing was starting to get heavy. His thrusting became deeper and he began to moan in pleasure. Sweat broke upon his brow and made his skin glisten.
Ygritte began to whimper at every thrust, begging for more. She could feel her wetness making the mattress damp beneath her, but she didn't mind. She loved the way it made Jon slide in and out smoothly, bringing her to pleasure.
Jon's forearms were on the mattress beneath her shoulders, cradling her as he brought them to climax.
Ygritte began to breathe deep and moan louder and louder until suddenly, there was a release. Her inner walls squeezed and throbbed as she screamed in bliss, and she heard Jon gasp and then cry out as his seed spilled inside her.
His pumping slowed and then eased to a stop. They laid together, Jon on top of her, both sweaty and out of breath, but immensely happy.
When Jon felt like he could actually move his arms again, he rolled off of Ygritte and cuddled into her side, his hand resting on her growing belly.
Ygritte kissed his damp forehead and let herself drift into sleep, knowing that even her best dreams could not be better than this.
Jon lay awake for a good while longer after he heard Ygritte dose off.
They had their own private home now. They were hidden so far into the country, he felt that no one could ever find them. They had fresh clothes, fresh water, horses, and plenty of room for growing vegetables and other foods. Ygritte was an excellent huntress. He had a sword to guard them.
They could live here as long as they like, doing as they wished without the rules of any others.
Ygritte didn't believe in marriage, and Jon understood. They had promised their lives to each other and that was all either of them needed.
Now they were starting their family, and Jon couldn't of been happier. He kissed just behind Ygritte's ear and fell asleep cradling his life-long love and his baby.
Thank you for reading! Please review. This is my first story and I want to make it better