[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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Daenerys had settled into their tent when they arrived in Qarth. One of the merchants of the city had offered to let her stay in his home, but she wasn't certain if he could be trusted. She was still juggling his offer when Jorah arrived with sweet wine. She smiled and turned to him when he entered.

When he gave her news of the Usurper Baratheon, Daenerys' violet eyes went wide and she looked up to him. "By a boar? Gods..." she brought a hand to her mouth and shook her head. "Well...serves him right, I only wish that I could have brought him down myself." But he was right. Perhaps her enemies would kill each other long before she returned to Westeros.

"Then the people will have need of a monarch to look to," Daenerys surmised.

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Jorah smiled as he nodded his head in agreement. "That is right. A long lost Queen to reclaim her family's throne." He said as he moved close to her and press up lightly against her.

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Daenerys smiled and leaned in to kiss him deep. She reached up to the wine he'd brought and looked up into his eyes. "Then I think a celebration is in order, don't you?"

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Jorah smiled as he eagerly returned that deep kiss. His eyes followed her with open desire as he moved to open the wine. "Indeed it is. I am not certain that there is enough wine to properly celebrate with." He said as he began to pour the wine.

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Daenerys smiled and held a cup that he filled with the wine. "True enough," she agreed. "But the battle is not won just yet. We shouldn't get too far ahead of ourselves." She held her cup out in toast. "To us, and the destruction of those who stand against us."

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Jorah raised his glass in toast to her. "To us and the defeat four enemies." He said with a smile. He took a sip with her before smiling to her widely.

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Daenerys took a sip of her wine and smiled as she settled into his arms. She kept the small cup at her lips, taking in the sweet scent of the wine. Daenerys took a sip and stood up, kissing him again and letting him drink the small amount of liquid from her own mouth.

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Jorah smiled before drinking that wine from her lips. He then continued to kiss her as he remained pressed up against her even more boldly.

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Daenerys set the cup down on the nearest table and wrapped her arms around him, savoring the taste of wine between their lips. Her body pressed up against his as she leaned back, breaking the kiss slowly. "So then...who sits upon the Iron Throne now?"

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Jorah did follow after her, but stopped when he realized she wanted to speak. His eyes glittered in delight at her question. "The young son who remains. It is said that he is barely a man and that those around him rule. However, he does wear the crown and sit upon the throne for the moment." He said.

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Daenerys smiled and arched her body into his, listening as he replied to her question. "Then it will be only too easy to take my throne back from such a child." She replied. "I will be glad when they are all removed and executed for their betrayal of my clan."

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Jorah smirked as he cupped her chin to look deep into those violet eyes. "I look forward to hunting them down and bringing them to your feet to meet their well deserved fate for betraying your family." He said. He leaned in slowly to kiss her deeply and passionately.

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Daenerys smiled and returned the kiss. Her teeth playfully pinched his lower lip. "Would you execute them with your own sword?" Daenerys whispered, picturing Jorah, blade swung over his head and slamming it down on Cersei's neck.

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Jorah smiled at her question. There was a slight rumble in his voice as he answered. "I would, all you need do is give the command my Queen." He said as he pressed into her body so that she could feel his firm, strong body. He felt his cock beginning to stir to life from the thought of executing the Lannister twins.

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Daenerys smirked as she felt his body press into hers. She stepped back and say down on their bed, crossing one leg over the other and offering her foot to him to show his devotion. "Then you are truly my knight? Now and always?"

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Jorah watch with hungry eyes filled with devotion as she moved back to the bed. He knelt quickly and took her foot into his hands. He kissed over the top of her foot without hesitation. "For now and always." He swore as he slowly began to kiss up her soft, smooth skin.

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Daenerys smiled at his pledge, though she knew what his answer would be. As he kissed up her leg, she parted her thighs to let him settle there more comfortably. Her hand came over his head and she pushed her fingers through his hair.

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Jorah smiled at how pleased she looked. He grew bold and daring and nipped playfully at her inner thigh. He then soothed that bio over with a series of kisses. He would continue up to her soft, sweet folds if she allowed him.

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Daenerys gasped sharply as he nipped at her thigh. Her fingers gently tugged his hair but she bit her lower lip in arousal. She parted her thighs more to let him up and closer to her folds. She longed to feel his hot breath on her lower lips.

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Jorah smirked as he continued his movements up. He slipped between her thighs and licked over her hot folds slowly. He did not stay slow for long. Soon his tongue was focusing on her clit as he suckled eagerly there to bring her pleasure. He wanted to taste her and to make her happy.

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He had already made her happy. Daenerys had been happy with Jorah from the first night they had spent together. She moaned and lay back against the bed, bringing her legs up to wrap around his head and let her legs splay down his back. The attention of his tongue over her clit made sparks shoot through her body and up her core. Daenerys sighed and moaned, arching her hips in time with his tongue's movements.

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Jorah moaned when she wrapped herself around his head like that. He began to suck even more eagerly as his hands slid up the sides of her body slowly and gave her breasts firm squeezes.

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Daenerys kept one hand with her fingers buried in his hair. The other hand came up to her breast and rested atop his hands. Her body trembled as he continued his efforts, and she felt the walls of her core begin to flutter. "Jorah, gods...yes, my love!"

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Jorah moaned her name as he doubled his efforts. He could feel that she was getting close and he wanted to send her over into pleasure. It made him happiest knowing her he fully satisfied her with pleasure.

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Heat pooled in her core and slowly began to rise as a hot, tingling flame. Daenerys gasped and moaned with every suckle of his lips and flick of his tongue. Her hand tightened in his hair and her hips bucked erratically as he continued. Until finally, her back arched as all that heat and tension suddenly burst, and made her cry out in absolute delight, moaning his name over and over for the gods and all their camp to hear as she came.