[For Jorah] Secrets Beneath the Stars

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Daenerys Targaryen had been married to Khal Drogo for some months now. She'd adjusted to the life of a khaleesi very well, but Daenerys was not drawn to her wedded husband. He was hard, unyielding and unfeeling. Khal Drogo knew nothing of softness and compassion - the Dothraki had no use for such things. While Daenerys valued a man of strength and a commanding presence, she also needed that soft touch every once in a while.

She found solace in Jorah the Andal.

He was kind, and they spoke often of the Seven Kingdoms and the world she had been forced to leave behind. The world she would retake when she returned to Westeros. Daenerys was happy to be able to have that kind of intellectual stimulation in Jorah Mormont.

But more and more lately, she found her eyes lingering upon his form longer than they should. She found herself wondering what it would be like to peel back the dusty layers of his clothing and leathers to let them fall to the sand beneath their feet. It was those times that she separated herself from him, fearful of what she might do or say. There was many a night that, as Drogo fucked her and even afterward, she thought of Jorah and what it would feel like to lie beneath him or sit atop him. But of course she was married and could not entertain such a thought - Drogo would likely kill Jorah for Daenerys even thinking of it.

So she said nothing, and focused on minor day-to-day tasks. This particular evening, Khal Drogo and the majority of his men had ridden out for an evening hunt. Daenerys sat outside her tent, and couldn't help watching with interest as Jorah sparred with one of the few men who had been left behind. She could see how his shirt was drenched in sweat and clung to his muscular form. Daenerys excused herself and retired to her tent after watching the exchange for a long while. She felt her control slipping.

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Jorah stood as she approached. He nodded in agreement before stripping off his shirt and offering it to her as a temporary cover. "They are indeed. You are now the mother of dragons." He said.

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She smiled and wrapped his shirt tighter around her. One hand rested on his arm as she looked up to him. "I'm tired, love...will you carry me to our bed?" She intended to share her bed with him from this moment on.

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Jorah immediately reached out to steady her as she moved close. His eyes filled with love and devotion as he nodded his head. "I would be honored." He said before easily sweeping her off of her feet and carrying her towards his tent. Her old tent had been prepared for mourning. He was not going to take her there.

He did not flinch from the dragons as they scampered over both of their bodies.

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The dragons moved to allow Jorah to lift her. Daenerys cuddled in against his chest. She kissed his neck instinctively and closed her eyes. "Thank the gods I have you," she whispered.

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Jorah smiled brightly to her as he took her within his tent and closed the flap behind him. He set her down upon his bed before quickly getting her a cup of cool water. He imagined that she would be quite thirsty. "Thank the gods you are safe." He said lowly before kissing her forehead tenderly.

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Daenerys settled against the bed as he set her down. When she was settled, the dragons scurried and began to play and wrestle on the bed. Daenerys greedily drank the water, then looked up into his eyes. "I'm sorry...I went so willingly to the flames without thinking of how it would affect you..." she felt incredibly guilty.

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Jorah joined her by sitting next to her on the bed and put his arm around her shoulders. "I'm just thankful that you are here." He said as he held her close.

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Daenerys smiled and leaned into him. The dragons cooed and burrowed into the furs and leathers on the bed to keep warm. She buried her face against his neck and breathed deep his scent, his heat. "As am I." She brought a hand up and tilted his chin towards her so that she could lean up for a kiss.

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Jorah kissed her deeply. He brushed one hand over the side of her face and drifted into her long, beautiful locks. He could not believe she was so fair and here next to him. He truly was the luckiest man in all of the kingdoms.

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Daenerys brought both her hands up to cup his jaw and hold him in that kiss for a few moments longer. She leaned back and pulled him with her, taking care not to lie atop any of her newborn dragons. "Hold me," she whispered against his lips, pressing her body in against his.

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Jorah moved with her quickly. His strong arms wrapped around her petite frame and he kissed her temple tenderly. "Always." He whispered into her ear.

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Daenerys smiled and buried her face into his neck, kissing along the groove there. Her arms wrapped around him to keep him close. Despite the heat of the desert, she craved the heat of his body, wanting more.

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Jorah felt how tightly she was holding him and continued to nuzzle the side of her neck. His body was indeed warm as he held her tightly. "I love you Danaerys." He whispered. He finally felt he had a close enough connection with her to use her proper name.

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Daenerys paused when he said her name. Slowly a smile broke across her face as she replayed the sound of his voice saying her name over and over again. "Say it again," she whispered as she kissed his cheek and his jaw. She wanted to hear him say her name once again - that, and the words aloud that he loved her.

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Jorah smiled, "I love you Danaerys." He said more boldly. It filled him with pride that she wanted to hear him say that again.

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Daenerys grinned and kissed him hard. She pressed into him and wrapped her arms around him to pull him closer. She wanted him. She wanted to hear him say her name over and over again.

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Jorah smiled and returned that kiss. He rolled her onto her back and kissed along the side of her neck. He whispered her name over and over again as he kissed down to her breasts before his hands began to tenderly massage them. Her name was now a litany upon his lips. He would never stop saying it unless she said to.

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Daenerys sighed in delight as he kissed and massaged her breasts. "Gods, yes, Jorah..." she whimpered. Her body arched up into his, desperate for the feeling of his body pressed against hers. Daenerys reached under his tunic to push it up and over his head.

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Jorah felt a surge when she moaned his name like that. He helped her in removing his clothes. He tore his shirt off of her to kiss and worship her breasts directly. Gods she was perfect.

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Daenerys cried out softly when his mouth found her breasts. Her body arched against his to let him have as much access to her breasts as he wanted. The feeling of his mouth and lips exploring her skin was incredible. Even better now that she didn't have to hide it.

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Jorah would proudly serve by her side and give her council. He was growing so attached that if she ever pushed him away...he did not think he would have the strength to be apart from her. He continued to worship her sensitive breasts with love and devotion.

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Daenerys wanted him near her always. She never wanted to know a day where she didn't have him. Losing Drogo in the manner that she had made her realize how much she treasured Jorah and his love - how much she loved him in turn. Thus she was determined to keep him by her side and absolutely happy. She kissed him hard and let her hands roam along his chest and down his abdomen.

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Jorah moved up as she had silently demanded and returned the kiss with passion. He continued to worship her breasts with his hands as his covered, but achingly hard cock, rubbed up against her thigh.

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Daenerys sighed and arched her body against his. Her fingers traveled further down his body and into his trousers after feeling his cock brushing against his thigh. She squeezed his shaft and rubbed up along the length. She kissed and nipped along his jaw, caught up in the feeling of tingling heat and lust that rushed through her body.

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Jorah moaned at the touch before pulled his mouth back to look deep into her eyes. "I want to finish properly with you Danaerys." He said. He wanted to fill her and truly satisfy her as she deserved. With love, affection, and respect.