randomosity | [For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

The week had passed by slowly, painfully for Daenerys Stormborn. It took all her self control not to run to the docks when Grey Worm arrived on his ship. But no, she waited patiently in the pyramid.

When Jorah arrived he did look so horribly thin, but the bear skin...she exchanged glances with Ser Barristan, who seemed equally surprised to see it.

"Tell us of your trial, Ser Jorah. What did you endure this past week? Tell us so that we may understand what you've been through, and how rigorous this test truly was for you," Daenerys ordered.

But inside she wanted nothing more than to send everyone away and pull him close and kiss him hard. Her bear had returned.

Jorah bowed low before speaking. "I was sent to an island that truly tested me. The heat was scorching during the day and freezing at night. Most of the island was rock and volcano. The only sheltered place was filled with poisonous animals and large predators.
The water on the island is poisonous. The bear attacked me on the second night. I used a stick I had sharpened to kill the creature. Its body served as food for the rest of my time and the pelt kept other predators away." He explained.

Grey Worm had scouted all of the islands and spoke. "This one has seen this island. He speaks the truth."

Daenerys listened carefully, glancing to Grey Worm when he spoke up.

"Very well - then let it be known that, in our infinite mercy, it pleases me to pardon Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island of his previous crimes against the crown. You are therefore reinstated to your former rank in my small council," Daenerys bit the side of her tongue to keep from smiling.

Daario looked pale, as though he might fall ill. Ser Barristan opened his mouth to speak.

"And we will hear no more on the matter. Is that understood?" Daenerys snapped. There was only silence. "But be warned, Ser Jorah. This mercy will not be extended to you again. Betray me, and you will not be banished nor given an opportunity to redeem yourself."

Jorah put on his mask of stone as he waited. He saw Daario's reaction and smirked inwardly, he could still see distrust in Barristan's eyes but he did not blame the cautious man for still holding suspicion.

Relief washed over him when he heard that he was reinstated. Her words of warning were met with a low bow all the way to the ground. "I am humbled by the generosity of your Grace and swear never to betray you again." She would have to kill him if he did, but Jorah had no intention of betraying her. She was his Queen and he would see her safely back to her homeland and help her to retake her rightful place on the iron throne.

Daenerys glanced to the others. "Leave us. I wish to make my point to Ser Jorah absolutely clear."

No one liked that order, but everyone cleared out - even the Unsullied guards. Daario and Barristan were the last ones to obey, leaving the main chamber empty save for Daenerys and Jorah. She stood up slowly, gathering her skirts about her as she walked down the steps that led to the main landing where Jorah knelt. She gestured for him to stand. Once he rose she brought her hand up to brush over his cheek and look tenderly to him.

"You must be so thirsty, famished even," There was a small ceramic jug of drinking water nearby, Daenerys brought it over and cupped her hands to collect the water for him to drink from. "Are you all right?"

Jorah did not move as she dismissed everyone. He waited for her to ask him to rise. He took the offered water and nodded his head at her question. "I am fine Khaleesi. A few days of rest, water, and food and I will be at my top performance."

Daenerys examined him with wide violet eyes. "Truly...you did all this for me?"

She leaned in and kissed him passionately. "I worried so...I had faith in you, but I worried what I would do if you did not return."

Her hands brushed over his jaw. "You have my leave to do as you like - bathe, get something to eat, whatever you like. You're free now."

She smiled, kissing him again.

"You're home."

Jorah smiled at that, as he showed his desire for her in his eyes. He returned that kiss, but pulled away after a moment. "All I desire?" He asked softly. "What I desire is to be called by my Queen at night." He said lowly.

Daenerys smirked when he said that. She kissed him softly. "Have a bath, Ser Jorah. Come to me after," she purred, running her fingers over the bear hide that covered his shoulders. "Bring the pelt with you."

Jorah bowed his head at her words. "As you command Khaleesi."

It took him three hours to clean up before he walked to her chambers.

When Jorah entered her chamber, Daenerys was waiting on her bed, clad only in her jewels and a smile.

"Welcome back, my bear knight," her arms rested over her body, draped along her hip.

Slowly she moved to a sitting position with her legs hanging off the edge of the bed. Daenerys gestured for him to approach. Wanting him close.

Jorah's eyes lit with desire when he saw his she presented herself so enticingly. He approached as commanded and let the bearskin wrapped around him fall away once he was before her. He was bare beneath
the skin and he knelt before her. "Does this please you Khaleesi?"

She smiled, watching as he shed the bearskin. Her eyes drank in his image. He really had lost significant weight since the trial. Both hands reached out to cup his jaw as she leaned down to kiss him.

"It does...you do," she whispered.

Jorah leaned in and returned the kiss. He then pressed into the kiss more significantly as his hands moved to pull her closer. He was showing a little more aggression this time around than he had last time. He had gotten a taste of the pleasures he had dreamed of for quite some time, and during his test he did nothing but think of her.

Daenerys leaned into him, letting him be aggressive. Her hands pushed through his hair and she kissed him passionately. "Lay the skin down," on the bed, on the floor, it didn't matter. She wanted him to make love to her on the pelt. The bear and the maiden fair.

Jorah pulled back from the kiss slowly when he heard the command. He reached down and tossed the pelt onto the bed before lifting her up and placing her in the middle of the bed on her back. He followed after and slid between her legs.

He rubbed his hard length along her folds as he claimed her lips in a fiery kiss as his hands worked over her breasts.

Daenerys wrapped her arms around him as he lifted her up to move him to the center of the bed. The bearskin felt surprisingly soft against her back. Daenerys moaned as she felt his cock rub over her entrance. Her lips parted and her tongue darted out to tangle with his as he kissed her and squeezed her breasts. Daenerys slipped her hand between them, sliding down his abdomen and giving his cock a squeeze. Her fingers then took to sliding up and down along his length.

Jorah rumbled into the kiss before parting his lips so that his tongue could also tangle with hers. However, he did not make a strong effort to control this kiss at this point.

He felt her hand moving and had expected her to place him within that tight body. However, he felt her hand begin to stroke over him. He had done so many times while thinking of her, but actually feeling her do this was an entirely fantastic sensation that he was not going to discourage.

Daenerys enjoyed the feeling of his cock filling her hand. She couldn't help smirking inwardly as her thumb circled his tip. Slowly her hands trailed up to his shoulders while her chest pressed up against his. "I thought of you every night while you were gone," she admitted. She had been unable to think of anyone else, nor take anyone else to her bed since the night they'd spent together.

Jorah had to break the kiss as the feel of her thumb brushing over the sensitive tip like that broke his concentration. He focused on her face and listened to the words she spoke. He gave a lop sided smile. "I thought of you every moment I was gone." He said softly as he rocked his hips into her hand for now.

Daenerys smiled right back at him, continuing to slide her fingers up and down along his length. She then moved her hips and positioned his cock at her entrance. Her tongue flicked over his lower lip as she looked up to him. "Fill me...please," she begged softly.

Jorah felt her line him up with her entrance, that plea was not completely necessary. He already desired to fill her and he slipped into her easily. He began to thrust into her at a steady pace as his hands moved to work over her breasts and his mouth went to her neck to pepper it with kisses.

Daenerys wrapped her arms around his back, digging her nails into his back as he started that steady pace. Her legs bent, wrapping around his waist and squeezing tight. Right when he slipped inside, Daenerys moved to roll over, pinning Jorah down on his back against the pelt as she sat atop him, looking rather smug as she leaned back and began to fuck him.

Jorah growled when he felt her scratch over his back. He put up no resistance as she rolled them over so that she was atop him. His cock twitched and throbbed deep within her when he saw that smirk on her face as she began to move. His hands rested on her hips just for something to touch for now as the experience was new to him.

Daenerys enjoyed this feeling. She could tell from the expression on his face and his reaction as she'd moved that a woman had never been so active with him before. Daenerys was not the wife he'd been betrayed by in Westeros. She was the Khaleesi of the Green Grass Sea. She was simply more. Daenerys leaned back and rolled her hips up and down, taking him in deep and hard, tipping her head back as she moaned out loud for him, his name a litany on her lips.

[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

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