randomosity | [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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

He would never stop, never leave - and she would never stop loving him for it. As he filled her faster and faster, harder and deeper, Daenerys buried her face into the crook of his neck. Her teeth pinched a bit at his collarbone as she felt her core tightening around him. With another deep thrust, she gasped his name, and her core suddenly released in a rush of fluid and tingling heat.

Jorah had been building towards a climax but was not quite there when he felt her reach her peak. His cock did twitch as he slowed his pace a bit to draw out her pleasure. As she was coming back down, he switched back to his gentler side. One hand moved down to rub gentle, but insistent circles around her clit as the other gently worked over her breasts in turn and gently rubbed her nipples. His lips left a trail of soft, gentle kisses along her skin as he moved in and out of her slowly but ground his hips in a circle when he was buried deep within her.

Daenerys sighed and moaned once she came down from her orgasm as he continued his movements, albeit gentler. As he touched and teased her clit, Daenerys moaned and writhed beneath him. The circling of his hips was stimulating every wall, every surface of her core. Daenerys leaned up to kiss him hard, wanting to feel his release inside her yet again. She wanted him to impregnate her. She wanted to conceive. She wanted to have his child. His son.

Jorah happily returned that deep kiss as he continued to roll his hips into hers and stimulate her clit. He wanted to give her another orgasm before he reached another release of his own. He would have to continue with his mouth and hands if he had not made her tired after his next release.

He also wanted to plant a child within her, and hoped that he had tonight.

She couldn't have another orgasm. No - it was impossible. She'd go mad! Daenerys continued to moan and writhe as Jorah continued to move and tease her. She mumbled unintelligibly, how she couldn't go on, how mad she'd be if he continued - and yet she felt her core growing steadily tighter around him.

Jorah heard her mumbled words, but didn't sense any request from her to stop. His hand on her clit doubled it's efforts to send her over as he began to fill her faster as he felt himself on the brink of a release. With a low grunt he slid as far into her as he could get before releasing within her again.

Daenerys whined and moaned as he continued. Her core became so tight from his attention - too tight! This was too much, she couldn't handle this! Daenerys cried out for Jorah, a higher pitch than usual. But as he continued filling and fucking her, she felt that tightness began to slack, and suddenly, as she felt his warm release fill her up, her core released all the pressure that had built up. A second orgasm following the former so quickly, Daenerys couldn't help crying out for him long and loud.

Jorah heard the change in her sounds and felt how tight she was as he filled her. He also felt her release as he stayed deep within her to ride out both of their orgasms. He was breathing heavily as he kissed her gently and lovingly.

As she recovered from her intense orgasm, Daenerys leaned up to meet his kiss, just as gentle, just as loving. She kept her forehead pressed against his as she just lay there and breathed for a long moment. Surely they had conceived this night.

Surely, soon enough, they would have a son.

"I love you," she whispered softly, exhausted and weary but elated all the same.

Jorah smiled brightly as he returned that gentle kiss. He felt himself softening within her, but he did not want to leave her tight heat just yet.

Her soft words were met with a look of love in his eyes. "I love you Daenerys." He responded softly before he kissed her eyes gently. "You look tired, perhaps we should retire for the evening." He said with a little playfulness in his eyes.

[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject