The song of fire and ice - The dragon and the wolf

-The peace they deserve-

Just like any child, when she is fed, bathed and clean, Rhaella is able to put herself to sleep. It didn't take her long to fall asleep, she had a long day after all. Jon then walked over to his sons bed. To him he was beginning to resemble Bran when he was a child. Except for his silver hair. His silver hair was definitely his mothers. He kissed his son goodnight and pulled his furs up to his chest. Jon then glanced over at the open window across the room. Before he closed it he took a deep breath as he observed the landscapes that was the north...

He smiled. He was home.

"Jon" she whispered as she sat up in their bed... he glanced over and realised that she was waiting for him to join her. The fire was blazing in their room and she lay there underneath a cold sheet, clothes less. The king in the north smiled at his view. Even after all these years, she still gave him an uneasy feeling in his gut. He removed his armour and threw it over the seat in front of him, leaving only a loose white shirt. He walked to the side of their bed as she opened the sheet for him to get in... just as he was about to climb into bed next to his queen, she brought the sheet to a close. No she whispered. "Take off your clothes" she demanded with a smile on her face. Jon looked down and smiled back. He shook his head. Daenerys then climbed up out of bed and sat on her knees in front of him. Her beautiful body positioned right in front of him to admire. He put his hand on the side of her face and kissed her lovingly. Daenerys moaned into their kiss as her hands reached down to undo his belt. Jon then placing both of his hands on the side of her face, kissing her hard as she found what she wanted most. "Mmmhm" he moaned as she grasped his member between her delicate hands. "I missed you" she whispered as he ran his hands against her bare back, pushing her closer to his now, pants less body. "You have no idea how much I missed you" he whispered back. Daenerys ripped his shirt over her head and pulled him down onto her. Jon, gasping at their sudden movement. He positioned himself as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He couldn't wait anymore, he needed to be inside of her. He pulled his hand down and massaged her core as she pushed her head down into their bed, gasping for air at his sudden touch.

Jon caught her lips with his, trying capture her moans so that they wouldn't wake their children. Shhhh my queen he whispered. "I need you now" she replied. He then lifted his lower body away from her and positioned himself so that he was massaging her core with his bulging member. He groaned as he thrusts himself into her, Daenerys digging her nails into his back from pure pleasure. Jon looked down at her as he continued to push and push... his wife moaning with pleasure made him near climax. The way Daenerys looked at him as he made love to her would always send shivers down his spine. He kissed and sucked her neck and he pushed and pushed, feeling her release all over him, Dany kissing him as she wrapped her legs around him once more. Jon then pulled away and sat her up so that they were facing each other. This was when she lost control. She put his hands on her waist as she positioned herself onto both of her legs. They had never made love like this before... what are you doing? He asked. She silenced him by licking her finger and resting it on his lips, Jon then biting it out of pure want and need. Daenerys then used her feet and lifted herself off of her husband, Jon rolled his eyes back and grunted as she came slapping back down onto him. Her pace quickened and now it was his moans that could possibly wake the entire castle. He didn't care, she had never rode him like this before. He held her bottom on him and told her to stop. "Im going to cum if you keep doing that" he whispered as she continued to move on top of him at a quick pace. "DAENERYS stop!" he called as his eyes rolled back. She didn't listen... She pushed him down as she sat on top of him. Her hands resting on the top of his chest. She then lay on her husband, purposely placing her breasts in his face so that he had no choice but to welcome them into him mouth. As he sucked and bit on her nipples she put both hands on her chest. She then moved her hips up and down, pushing and moaning as he held onto her waist, moving with the fast rhythm she had started. He caressed her bulging core, making the moisture leave her body as he spilled inside of her. The both of them glistened in sweat and moaning in complete pleasure...