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

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.

His words comforted her. Daenerys may not have been certain regarding the outcome of releasing her dragons, but somehow with Jorah by her side once again, Daenerys wasn't worried.

**

Releasing her dragons had gone much better than Daenerys could have imagined. Setting up the nests for them near the city so that they could fly and be free had allowed them their independence. But Daenerys was with them and treated them so often that they soon rekindled their love for their mother. Everything seemed to fall back into place. Word soon spread that Daenerys Targaryen had reclaimed control of Slaver's Bay and that her dragons were bigger and stronger than ever.

So it came as no surprise when there came an offer from Dorne. An invitation for Daenerys Stormborn to meet with the royal family to discuss an alliance against the Lannisters to reclaim Westeros under the red Targaryen sigil.

Daenerys, eager to expand her empire, left Ser Barristan to govern Slaver's Bay. She took Daario and of course Ser Jorah with her on her ship and the voyage to Dorne had begun. Drogon was not in attendance, but Viserion and Rhaegal flew playfully around the ship as they had so long ago when they were much younger. Daenerys leaned over the railing and just breathed in deep the scent of the ocean.

Jorah was immensely relieved when the plan to once again free the dragons had worked so well. His Queen was the happiest she had been in a very long time now that two of her children were once again close to her. He had been sending a few groups out to try and find Drogon. He had discovered where her favorite child had made his large nest. It was a few days ride from the city and they were loading the ships for her grand return to Westeros to reclaim her throne.

Jorah had three large rafts made that had metal atop them. They would be pulled behind the three largest ships in the fleet so that the dragons could have a place to rest when they grew tired of flying. Upon discovering Drogon's nest, Jorah had sent men to leave a trail of animals for the dragon to follow. He also took one of Daenery's old outfits that had the scent of the other two dragons on it as well and left a piece of that clothing near the trail of animals. His hope was that Drogon would follow and see them on the sea.

Their were two ships that carried nothing but livestock for the Dragon's to eat. All weapons were kept well out of sight and all of the crewmen wore a lotion on their bodies that made them smell foul to the dragons. They had been sailing for half a day when the last ship in the fleet reported a sighting.

Jorah walked up to his Queen with a smile on his face as he bowed. "Khaleesi, the ships at our flank have spotted something on the horizon behind us and gaining fast." He looked up at her. "It's Drogon."

Daenerys had noticed Jorah's movements as of late. The groups he spoke with and sent out. Grey Worm knew something, she suspected, but refused to tell her - he simply stated that it was something that would make the Khaleesi happy. It was Daario who spilled the details of Jorah's plan to her. Daenerys had rolled her eyes and waved Daario off at the time, but inside her heart had swelled, thinking of the trouble Jorah was going through for her. To reunite her with her child.

She did not tell Jorah that Daario had told her about his plan. But nor was she certain it would work. Drogon was strong and stubborn. He would not come if he didn't want to.

When Jorah approached her on deck, Daenerys tilted a brow when he said something was pursuing them. But her violet eyes lit when he told her it was Drogon. She could hardly believe it.

His plan had worked.

Without a word she bolted for the back of the ship and leaned over the railing to get a glimpse of Drogon. She spied the great black beast approaching, faster than his brothers by far. Daenerys had a huge smile on her face. "Drogon!!" She called out to him.

Jorah signaled for all of the crews to go below decks to be safe except for the men steering in specially designed to keep them out of sight from the dragons. He then went to join Daenerys at the back of the ship. "It seems your favorite child has finally desired to return to his mother." He said as he kept a careful eye on her so that she did not fall overboard.

Daenerys paid no mind to the sounds of the crew climbing below deck. She was too focused on Drogon as he approached. She bit her lower lip as tears welled in her eyes. Tears of pure joy. She glanced up to Jorah as he appeared beside her. "You did this, I know you did..." Daenerys threw her arms around his neck and she kissed him passionately. She didn't care who saw.

[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

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