ungentle: (oh we're black and blue)
Daenerys knew the North very well by now, as much as she knew it wasn't hers.

She'd spent practically her whole life in Winterfell, under Lord Eddard's -- protection?  Care?  Watchful eye?  Possibly some combination -- and truly, she was grateful of it.  Surely her life could have taken other, less civil turns: exile, perhaps, or being killed like the rest of her family.  She wasn't a Stark, she had always known she didn't quite belong, but she was looked after by the Starks, this for reasons she was only just beginning to understand.  (It fascinated her that not killing children was considered a matter of politics and not of basic decency, but then, she was only a young girl, she wasn't meant to understand these things.)

It wasn't uncommon for the once-princess to seek out privacy and quiet when her day's work was done.  She'd been a striking girl and she'd grown into an even more striking woman, and even despite the whispered worries about her lineage, she had always received a great deal of attention; she was as good and polite as she could be when approached, but this tendency to run off and hide, though not entirely ladylike, stemmed from a desire to avoid such attention.  She often retreated to the godswood, though not from any particular religious inclination so much as that she knew it was unlikely she'd be disturbed there, at least by anyone who wasn't welcome to disturb her.

Today's earlier raven from King's Landing, though innocuous enough, had sent Daenerys into a mood: carefully disguised, hardly noticeable to most, but nonetheless one she felt she needed to be alone, or mostly alone, to sort through.  If anyone were to look for her, or just to stumble across her, they'd find her in the godswood, bundled in a cloak and deep in thought.
Date/Time: 2013-11-14 00:04 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Smiling)
Jon glances down, too. "How could I not be?" he asks with a smile and the smallest of laughs. "I'm laying naked with the most beautiful woman in Westeros, holding her and kissing her like she's all mine."

His eyes drink in Daenerys again and he resumes doing exactly as he said. Jon holds her tight and kisses her deeply and it's as if he's desperate to prove to her that all he said was true, and that there was nothing in the world he would want more to be doing than making love to her. If he were more clever, more smooth, perhaps there were songs or poems or the like.

But Jon knew action. He would show her. He had to.
Date/Time: 2013-11-14 22:22 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Surprised)
The two words send a lightning bolt through Jon. It wasn't as though there was any mistaking how much she cared for him and how close to him she felt-- for the Gods' sakes, she was laying naked beneath him in a hayloft, ready to give him herself. But to know she was his, even for a single night... there wouldn't be a place on the Wall he couldn't warm with the memory.

He can feel Daenery's leg move and feel her urging him. Jon looks down on her with the plain, open concern he's always shown for her. "Are, uh, are you ready?" That he could hurt her quite a bit if she wasn't, Jon was aware, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.
Date/Time: 2013-11-15 22:35 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Sorta okay)
Jon nods. This time, he's pretty certain that his secondhand knowledge will be close enough to accurate and definitely useful. His hand slips between their bodies-- no mean feat, considering how close he and Daenerys are holding each other. His fingers find their quarry, the soft folds of flesh between her thighs.

She's warm, almost hot to the touch, but not very much what he would call wet. The men were always adamant that would help things along considerably. Hoping that their outrageous claims as to how to arouse a woman quickly and thoroughly were at least a little true, he starts to slide down the bed, kissing the line in the center of Daenerys' body, between her breasts, down her stomach and ending between her legs.

Taking a breath, he began to kiss her as passionately there as he had minutes before her mouth.
Date/Time: 2013-11-17 10:34 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Hmm what's that?)
Even to Jon's untrained ears, that single sound from Daenerys' mouth speaks volumes as far as whether or not he'd made the right choice using his mouth on her. It seems to be a resounding approval along with a strong encouragement to continue. So that's what Jon does, using his lips and tongue as much in the way as he had while kissing her, and the sounds from above him are clearly saying he's doing well.

One thing the men were wrong about, though-- she tastes wonderful, as far as he's concerned, and he could keep this up so long as his jaw holds up. He looks up at Daenerys with an expression that clearly asks, "Good?"
Date/Time: 2013-11-18 20:25 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Small smile)
He hears Daenerys say the word "yes", but when combined with the dreamy look on her face and the sound of her voice, Jon's desires turn the word into "more". And so he endeavors to do, moving his mouth faster, his tongue deeper and more firmly. Jon believes he remembers that there's a kind of finish line to this race, but doesn't rightly know what will happen when she gets there.

It does occur to him, though, that it'll be the most pleasing race he's ever seen. The whole mixture of sights and sounds and Daenerys is somewhat taking its toll on him, though. Jon shifts his weight, trying to relieve the hardness that is almost painful.
Date/Time: 2013-11-19 08:27 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Default)
He feels the hand on his shoulder, hears the urgency and command in Daenerys' voice and Jon wants to crow in satisfaction. Not only is he pleasing her, it seems like he's doing a damn good job of it, and if there is what the lady wants, it's what she'll get.

Jon concentrates his efforts wherever makes Daenerys moan the loudest, drunk on the taste of her, his own lusts temporarily forgotten in his need to satisfy her.
Date/Time: 2013-11-19 20:12 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Default)
He can feel the tension, pulling Daenerys taut like a bowstring. In his mind, Jon can almost picture her standing on the edge of a great height, but instead of wanting to catch her or pull her back, everything inside of him is demanding he push her right over. And so he does everything he can to do just that, reaching up as he does to find Daenerys' hand, instinctively lacing his fingers with hers so she can squeeze as hard as she likes.
Date/Time: 2013-11-20 00:57 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Default)
He's surprised by the strength in Daenerys' hand as she squeezes his, and even more by how hard her hips move against his mouth, but by the looks of it, the strongest thing of all is the feeling that blows through her body like a storm, hard enough to make her shout his name. And hearing that? Jon's sure he's never been prouder of himself.

When it seems her body has calmed from the experience, he crawls back up her body, wiping his mouth on his arm before kissing her stomach, her breasts, her throat. Jon notices immediately that in his concentration on Daenerys, his own readiness has slipped a little. Moving on instinct, he gingerly guides her hand to his cock.
Date/Time: 2013-11-20 19:41 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Please please please)
His body and breath shudder when Daenerys' had circles his cock and begins to gently stroke it. Jon's had a few goes at pleasuring himself before, like most healthy young men, but the her touch is otherworldly in the way the sensations rush from her fingers straight through his body like lightning. "Oh... Oh, Daenerys... That feels so good..."

The words sound entirely inadequate, but they're the best Jon has got at the moment. If the stories are true and his manhood has even more pleasures to experience, Jon's not sure he'll survive them.
Date/Time: 2013-11-20 23:13 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Small smile)
"Believe me, I do." But then Jon sees the expression on her face and the implication registers. His eyes go wide because just the idea that she would consider it, let alone have a look of anticipation about it is enough that he's swelling even more quickly in her grip.

He groans loud and long. There's lightning and fire coursing all through him, and they haven't even started doing it yet. "As much as it would be heaven to have you do that some more... I'm ready again." Which is an understatement. He's seen bars of iron in the blacksmith's shop less rigid.
Date/Time: 2013-11-21 06:29 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Smiling)
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.
Date/Time: 2013-11-21 23:17 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | Looking up unsure)
It's a bit of slow going-- part because Jon is just overwhelmingly concerned about not hurting her and part because this is their first time and, well, Jon would leave it at the idea he's never been so happy to be squeezed so tightly. But his efforts have definitely eased the way and soon enough, he's sheathed completely inside of her and it takes his breath away.

He's never felt so warm and so wanted. He's never felt this kind of affection wrapping itself around him, and all those feelings are being doubled and increased by the sheer physical sensation of being inside of a girl for the first time. When his head stops spinning a little, Daenerys' words register with him and he smiles. "Yeah, I do, too."

Jon knows he's filling her. He must be considering how she feels around his length. "Are you all right?"
Date/Time: 2013-11-22 08:06 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] blackbastard
blackbastard: (Crow | I'm really happy)
It feels good. Amazing, fantastic, unbelievable... all words that just seem too small for what Jon's experiencing, and somehow it seems to not just be the fact that he's buried inside of Daenerys-- it's the way she looks at him and holds him and how very badly he wants to always be this close and this connected.

Jon finds that he understands now why so many of the men's stories of sex describe it as fast and hard and rough. It's taking strength for him not to chase the sensation with abandon, disregarding his lover's needs and comfort. But he can't, not with her gazing up at him as she is. Now that they've settled, he starts to move against Daenerys and the good becomes incredible.

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