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[For Jorah] Under the Targaryen Banner

The rebellion had been crushed.

The Baratheons were punished and Robert was beheaded for leading the charge against the Targaryen banner. Battles had been waged and fought all across Westeros, and luckily for the Targaryens, they had plenty of loyal supporters who fought for them. The Mormont clan were such supporters. Particularly Jorah Mormont, who was knighted by the King when the war was over.

But he didn't stop there.

Jorah's loyalty and devotion to the Targaryen banner was so great and his deeds were so admirable that the King took it a step further. He made Jorah Warden of the North, and sent his youngest child, his daughter Daenerys, to meet Jorah at Winterfell.

Another reward for Ser Jorah Mormont: She was to be his bride.

Daenerys wasn't sure how she felt about the North. On the carriage ride all she did was pull the furs about her tighter, to keep her warm. When they finally arrived at Winterfell, it began to snow lightly all around them. A Gold Cloak had been sent North to see that Daenerys was delivered safely, and he opened the carriage door for her to let her out.

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Daenerys gasped softly against his lips when his hands teased over her breasts. When she felt his mouth wrap around her nipple, she gasped again, blushing as she looked down to watch him. Her own hands moved up, wrapping around him to keep him close. Daenerys trailed her fingers down his back, her nails dragging along his spine. "Gods..." she whimpered, arching her back to press her body up into his.

Jorah felt her arching into him and enjoyed that sensation. He stayed focused on her nipples since it was so enjoyable to her.

He then slowly began to kiss his way lower down her body. He was going to enjoy taking things slow with her tonight.

Daenerys watched as he trailed lower down her body. The lower he moved, the more she tensed, though in a pleasured way. She wanted to see him go lower, wanted to see what he would do next. Her fingers trailed up along his back, pushing through his hair a bit.

Jorah could feel how she was reacting and looked forward to giving her even more pleasure. He continued to kiss down her body before finally reaching the sweet spot between her legs. He kissed over her virgin slit before sliding his tongue along the wet folds slowly.

Daenerys had obviously never felt such a sensation before. Even at the kiss alone to her womanhood, she couldn't help gasping and the tremor of surprise and pleasure that rolled through her entire body. She breathed heavily a moment, but at the feeling of his tongue sliding along her folds, Daenerys moaned loudly. Her hips arched a bit, wanting more of his mouth, more of his tongue - wondering what other sensations he could draw from her with just his mouth.

Her strong reaction filled Jorah's eyes with pleasure and desire. He wanted to draw as many sounds out of his small bride as he could.

He brought one calloused hand up to gently part her folds so that he could lick over her entrance and more easily find her clit.

Another shudder raked through her body as his rough hand touched over her sex. With his tongue moving over her clit, and moving more fully against her entrance, Daenerys moaned out that much louder - then blushed, realizing that surely there were people listening at the door, waiting for evidence of the consummation of their marriage, and she was basically handing it over to them.

Jorah loved the sounds she was making and had every intention of continuing. He was growing harder and had begun to leak pre as he continued to pleasure her.

Soon his tongue moved to penetrate her as his fingers moved to stimulate her clit. He assumed he would bring her to orgasm at least once while preparing her for his large cock.

Daenerys moaned and arched her body as he continued. The feeling of his tongue sliding in and out of her. Her core tightened and trembled with each thrust of his tongue. Daenerys felt tinging heat filling her core, blazing hotter and harder as he continued eating her out.

"Something...oh Gods, Jorah - something's coming-!" she cried out and arched her back as her core seized. Then came a rush of carnal pleasure she'd never felt before. It made her whole body tremble and her fingers gripped the sheets beneath her.

Jorah continued his work until he felt as if her orgasm was slowing. He then pulled back to lick over her folds gently before kissing the top of her slit lovingly.

He had a few ideas of ways to distract her from any discomfort whenever he did finally slip within her. A thought his body was quite eager to start in this moment.

Daenerys sighed and moaned as her orgasm ebbed. She looked down to him with a smile, bringing a hand down to push through his hair. Her fingers trailed over his jaw, dragging slightly to pull him up a bit. "Will you fill me, husband?"

Jorah followd her gentle guidance eagerly. He kissed over her breasts gently as he nodded his head. "I will if you say you are ready." He said with love and devotion in his eyes.

As he moved up and kissed over her breasts, Daenerys parted her thighs. Acting on instinct. His place seemed to be between her thighs. There was the briefest hesitation as her violet eyes glanced up to meet his gaze. "Yes...I am ready. I want you."

Jorah looked deep into her violet eyes and nodded as he moved forward to line up the tip of his cock with her entrance. Jorah slid his hands up her arms to lace his fingers with hers. His lips found a breast and he moved to suckle on a nipple as he slowly began to ease his length within her. Once he felt her barrier he gave a sharp nip to her nipple before pushing past her barrier to take the sting off. He then continued to slowly ease within her to give her time to adjust to his length filling her virginal passage.

Daenerys pouted a bit when his mouth was more occupied with her breasts as he moved to push into her. She would have liked a kiss, as she enjoyed feeling the press of his war-bitten lips against hers. She trembled a bit as she felt his tip at her entrance. As he slid inside, her back arched and her jaw dropped open as she cried out. When he came to her barrier, Daenerys did wince a bit, but the pinch of his teeth over her nipple did indeed distract her enough that she was able to ignore the pain as he pressed through her. The feeling of his cock stretching her walls, he was so much bigger than she'd thought!

"Jorah..." she moaned for him, tipping her head down, trying to coax him into looking up so that she could claim his mouth in a kiss.

Jorah pulled his mouth back from her breast and sllowly moved up to claim her soft lips in a gentle kiss as he slowly continued to slide his length within her. Eventually he felt his entire length sink into her tight heat and he rumbled lowly at the pleasure he felt from that. He paused to give her a few more moments of adjustment before he would begin to move.

Daenerys reveled in the gentle kiss, but as he sank deep inside her and paused, feeling him completely fill her up. She was grateful for that pause, enjoying that fulfilling feeling of having him deep inside her. Then she glanced up to him, anxious to have him move and to feel the pleasure that women whispered and giggled over.

Jorah felt her adjust to him as he laced his fingers with hers. He gazed deeply into her eyes as he began to move at a slow and gentle pace to begin. The tightness of her core was fantastic, if he went too fast he would unravel earlier than he wanted to.

Daenerys moaned, twinges of pain filling her core but soon they melted into pleasure that filled her with a tingling heat. She kept his gaze locked with her own. Finally there was no pain at all, only pleasure as he continued to move deeper inside her. Daenerys couldn't help gasping and moaning his name over and over as he continued.

Jorah rumbled lowly when he heard those soft gasp and moans from his sweet, young wife. He slowly sped up his pace and the great bed beneath them creaked from the motion of his strong body moving atop her. He could feel himself approaching his release and he continued to speed up his pace as his control began to slip as pleasure took over his mind.

Daenerys arched her body into his and her arms wrapped around him. She leaned up to kiss him hard as she felt her core tightening with his increased speed. Her body trembled beneath him and she moaned louder and louder with each thrust. She could feel tingling heat burning hard inside her, ready to burst at any given moment.

Jorah felt his body continue to speed up until he was on the brink. A few low grunts could be heard as he drove himself towards pleasure. With one final thrust much harder than before he reached his peak and spilled his seed within his wife.

As his thrusts grew rougher and faster, Daenerys pinched her nails into his back. She cried out against his lips as he drove into her again and again, until finally she cried out his name as her orgasm washed over her. Daenerys dragged her nails down his back as her core released in that rush of tingling heat.

Jorah felt the pinch of her nails and it seemed to extend his release. As they both came down from their peaks, he relaxed down onto her body, but remained buried within her for the moment.

He was breathing a bit heavily from the exhertion of that moment.

Her arms never released him, not for a moment. She kept him clutched close, her forehead pressed into his shoulder as she recovered. Daenerys glanced up to him and smiled softly, satedly. She nuzzled him gently, and already she could feel herself falling for him.

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