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[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

Jorah had left her chambers early in the morning to avoid being seen by the servants. Daenerys had given him one last kiss goodbye, still reluctant to let him go. But she knew it had to be done. She knew that she had to remain strong and that he would have to publicly earn her trust again. If he wanted to be in her circle again, he would have to win the right.

Ser Barristan and Daario would not permit Jorah withing three feet of their Khaleesi without some proof that he could be trusted.

Thus, after she dozed off for a little while longer, Daenerys rose from bed and had the servants dress her for the day in a gown of blue and white fabric. She then made her way to the throne room and settled into her seat to receive complaints and concerns from her subjects. This was the open forum during which they could bring issues to her attention without fear.

Barristan and Daario were already there, the latter gave the Khaleesi a little wink, now that he had returned from his brief mission. Daenerys gave a weak smile, and blushed as images of Jorah flashed through her mind from the night before.

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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.

Jorah was struggling to keep his eyes open to look upon the beautiful face and erotic sight happening above him. His hands slowly moved up to her breasts to reverently squeeze them as his eyes did lock with hers when they were open.

Daenerys continued to bounce her hips up and down, moving one hand up to wrap around his as he squeezed her breast. She moaned as she continued moving up and down, taking him in deep and hard each time more so than the last. "Yes...Jorah..." she moaned out as her movements sped up.

Jorah groaned as he felt his cock beginning to release liquid and he bucked his hips to fill her even more with every bounce she made. His hands continued to work over her breasts, but he was distracted with how good this felt to focus on her breasts as well as he would like.

Daenerys crushed her hips down, keeping them grinding against his hips and his cock in deep inside her. Still every rub of her hips had his hilt rubbing and brushing over her clit, making her moan and whine out for him. Daenerys moaned louder with each rub of her hips. But then she was right back to her bouncing as she felt that tingling heat inside her blazing hotter and harder, bringing her right on the edge of her climax.

Jorah groaned and moaned as she moved. He had never felt this before and it was absolutely fantastic to him. He began to gauge her bounces and was able to thrust even deeper into her each time to give her more pleasure.

Jorah held off his own pleasure for as long as he could before he filled her once again with his seed.

Daenerys dropped down on his cock again and again. On her final bounce she felt his cock fill her up, grazing over her most sensitive spot and made her scream out in pleasure. Tingling heat and pure carnal sensations rushed through her very blood, throughout her body as she came, hard. Fluid leaked from her body and mingled with his. It didn't take much longer for her to slide down beside him once she felt his own release fill her. Exhausted, her body covered in a thin layer of sweat from the heat and the pure lust she'd felt and exerted.

Jorah felt her release and moaned as he felt the fluids rush from her and spill out over where they were joined. He felt her slide down to lie at his side. He put an arm out to go around her and held her close. He was panting slightly as his hand moved to rub over her back tenderly and lovingly as he kissed her forehead.

There was a smile on his face before he spoke. "I will be sure to eat regularly for the next week to regain my strength. Then perhaps I will once again be able to satisfy you through the night Daenerys." He said softly.

Daenerys caught her breath and relaxed, cuddling against Jorah as she reached down to wrap the bear pelt to cover her lower half. Her arm draped over his chest and she leaned up to kiss his chin. "I'll wait anxiously - but don't rush yourself," she didn't want him getting sick over her.

There came a knock at the door that started Daenerys, she glanced over her shoulder, perplexed as to who that might be. She kept her arm over Jorah, not wanting him to move or hide.

"Come in," she invited.

She nearly laughed aloud when Daario stepped into her chambers. Daario's jaw nearly dropped at the sight of the bearskin, and Daenerys lying in bed naked wih Jorah Mormont.

Jorah had smiled at her words and nodded his head in agreement that he would obey her words. He was relaxing with her when he heard the knock. He looked to her to see what she wanted him to do. When she showed that she wanted him to stay he grabbed a paw to cover his hips and cock. He suspected the person knocking was either Barristan or Daario.

The reaction from the sell sword put a smirk on Jorah's face that he didn't even try to hide. It was quite obvious what had just happened, and the reaction from Daario was absolutely priceless to Jorah. However, he did not speak...he would let his Queen speak.

[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

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