If there's something Jon knows he should remember, it's that Daenerys Targaryen is not and never has been like other women, and so he really should stop being surprised about things like her interest in pleasing him. The fact that they're... whatever they are... was a big enough surprise to start with.
"I need you, too," he whispers. "And as far as I have a say in it, you'll always have me, Daenerys." Jon shifts back into position, stretching out above her, with his cock pressed between her legs. He reaches down and between his hand and hers, Jon finds himself at her entrance and slowly begins to press inside.
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"I need you, too," he whispers. "And as far as I have a say in it, you'll always have me, Daenerys." Jon shifts back into position, stretching out above her, with his cock pressed between her legs. He reaches down and between his hand and hers, Jon finds himself at her entrance and slowly begins to press inside.