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

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.

Daario hesitated, clearly he hadn't expected to see Jorah Mormont in the bed of the Khaleesi. He had clearly wanted to occupy that space himself. When he failed to say anything for a few minutes, Daenerys raised her brows and stared at Daario.

"Yes? Daario? Can I help you? Or dd you come here to waste my time?" She snapped.

Daario cleared his throat and proceeded to inform Daenerys about some updates on crime rates in the city. Information that was clearly accurate but had clearly been pulled out of his ass. That's not why he had come here. Daenerys thanked him for his information and dismissed him.

He hesitated, flashing a glare to Jorah. But he left without a fuss. Daenerys grinned when the door closed, she couldn't hold in her laughter anymore as she leaned up and kissed Jorah once again.

Jorah continued to hold his smug look as Daario tripped over that silver tongue of his before leaving when he was dismissed. The glare was amusing to Jorah, but he did not laugh aloud.

The sound of his Queen laughing pulled a chuckle out of him. He turned to look at her with a curious gaze. "I know why I am pleased by his rambling words, but what was so amusing to you my Queen?" He asked.

Daenerys nuzzled into Jorah's jawline, brushing her lips over his chin and neck. "The look on his face - he was not expecting me to have company. I can't help it, I found it amusing."

She rested her head against his shoulder as she cuddled against him again. "Am I wrong for finding amusement in his reaction?"

Jorah chuckled as he relaxed into her nuzzle. "I found it quite amusing. I see nothing wrong with feeling amused at his reaction. It was quite the look on his face. I did not realize he could be so surprised."

Daenerys traced invisible patterns on his chest with her fingers. There was a moment's pause before she spoke again. "You realize he'll confront you the very first moment he can get you alone, do you not? He will not be pleased."

Jorah chuckled at that before kissing her forehead again. "Even if I am not alone I suspect that he will confront me. Although, I doubt it would be anywhere near your presence." He said before continuing, "He would not do anything more than throw a punch or two now that I have been officially pardoned." He said.

After a moment he looked into her eyes, "Did you receive my message about preparing the city for protection so that you can free your children from that small room?"

She wasn't worried per se. If this trial had proved anything, it was that Jorah was more than capable of handling himself. Still, there was a flicker of concern on her face at the thought of Daario confronting him. "Be careful," she kissed over his jaw. Not wanting harm to come to him.

Daenerys leaned up, resting on her side to look at him properly when he mentioned the plans he'd sent her and the mention of her dragons. "I did - do you really think it can work? I worry that it will take too much time and money that we do not have as of yet."

Jorah felt a spark of hope when she showed so much worry for him. "I promise to be careful." He said.

As to her worries of cost and time. "I think that the vast wealth of the recently discovered traitors could be put to use to pay for these changes and that, perhaps, all boys and girls who would like training in metal working could be offered apprenticeships to learn the trades during the construction. That would give you a whole new generation of workers, and apprentices are less expensive and provide more goods in the long run." He said before continuing. "I was also thinking that you could prepare two nests for now and perhaps a third later in the tops of some of these pyramids for your children to live in. Those who are condemned to die are sent to place sheep and other such livestock within your children's range. That way innocent lives will not be at risk until their new found freedom tempers them once again. Then you can once again be close to your children and your people would be safe." There was a danger if one of the dragons was provoked into attacking the city. Jorah also had an idea to plant a chemical on the skin of those sent to feed the dragons so that if they were killed the meat would taste rotten and perhaps the dragons would eventually become less inclined to kill people for food.

Daenerys paid careful attention as he explained his idea in further detail. Slowly a smile crept across her features and she leaned in to kiss him. "My most brilliant adviser," again she wondered how she had ever let him go.

"But how can you be so sure my children will not react violently when we let them out of the dungeons? Or worse yet, fly away and never return?" She worried, remembering the last time she had gone to her dragons in some attempt to soothe them. "You did not see their anger when last I saw them..."

Jorah brushed her cheek gently with his thumb. Have the doors torn down and make a show of opening their dungeon so that they can see and hear you. Speak loudly and sound as if you are commanding their release. Then go in and call for them, tell them that you are getting them out of that dark hell. Dragons are smart Daenerys, they likely will burn the first things that come into their path other than you. We can leave a few trails of livestock up to the two nests in hopes of them following those trails, but you must be willing to let them out even if they do fly away. Perhaps, Drogon will return once he hears his brothers during the day and night once again." He added as a spark of hope for her. Drogon was by far her favorite and Jorah saw how it pained her when he first left.

"They nearly roasted me alive last time I was in there," Daenerys told him sadly. Her fingers continued to trail over his chest. But she could see how his plan might work. Viserion and Rhaegal were the more level-headed of her children. Drogon was the wild one - but yes, he was her favorite. The idea that he might come back...she was willing to risk whatever she had to for that. "...you really think it can work?"

Jorah kissed her softly, "Last time you were not going in there to free them." He said. He was indeed worried that her safety would be at risk for this, but he also knew that she had a better chance of surviving than any other.

[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

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