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Jon's POV
I pace for a moment in my chambers, thinking about what was about to happen. I take a deep breath and tell myself that I owe it to myself to find out. However the whole north finds out, I will be no different than my brother, Robb when he married a woman he was not suppose to marry.
I begin to pace back and forth talking to myself. "This is so much harder than I thought." I clap my hands together a few times in order to work up the fucking courage to even go to her. "I am going back to nothing, straight back to the Seven Hells. You can do this. This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy." I stop pacing and look to my door. "Oh, fuck it."
I open the door to my room then close it behind me when I leave. I head my way down to where she was staying at. I am walking slowly, very slowly to her room.
I have a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach as I get closer and closer. It feels like an entire lifetime to finally get to the door. I stare at the three headed dragon symbol on the door.
I see some candle light from underneath the door knowing she was still awake. I take in a deep breath then hold up my hand about to knock on the door. I hold it for a moment to take in what I am about to do then I knock three times on the door.
I stare down at my boots in knowing what is about to happen can cause problems. But then all of the problems I had running through my mind vanish as soon as the door opens showing her.
This woman who I trust with my life, my men, and my people has proven that she deserves to be the Queen of the Iron Throne. Her white hair shining bright from the flames of the candle lights in her room. Her eyes shining like stars in the night sky.
I softly gaze into her eyes expecting her to say something to me. Instead she stares right back into mine. She uses her arm extending the door to open more, giving me permission to come in. I take four steps to get through the door then I turn to face her.
I take my hand and close the door. I cannot help but to look at her, reminding myself to breathe again. She looks at me in a way I never thought any woman would, even Ygritte never looked at me the way Daenerys is.
"What is it, Jon?" She asks me with her soft, tender voice.
I softly clear my throat realizing that I never thought what I would say to her. I truly did not think this through. However she remains looking at me like she did at the door a few moments ago. I cannot help but find it a bit alarming when I begin to speak to her.
"There is something you need to know, Daenerys. I have seen many things in my life. During that time, I have felt many things, things I knew I had to do before things I wanted to do. I had nothing but duty; duty above all else. My vows to the Night's Watch were tested, even during the times when ravens brought the news in the ruin of my house of Winterfell, the death of my family. I had to choose being a brother of the Night's Watch or a Bastard boy who wanted to play at war. I am now placed in the same position. And I have decided. I am a bastard boy that will not sit meekly by as the Long Night comes for my house, and what remains of my family. Even now as I stand before you, duty above all else and having to choose."
I walk past her to the window of her room, staring out into the darkness of the ocean night. I place my hands on edge of the window exhaling deeply. I barely see the reflection of Daenerys in the window as a massive weight begins to overcome my chest.
"What do you have to choose now, Jon Snow?" She says when she takes a step closer to me.
The voice of her family member, Maester of the Night's Watch, Aemon Targaryen echoes in my mind. 'What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms? Or a brother smile?'
"I am choosing you... And I will choose you over and over and over. Without a pause, without a single doubt, I will keep choosing you. When I look at you, I want you, Daenerys. I pledge my sword to you as my queen. As for my heart, you have my full strong heart, Daenerys."
I slowly turn to her. She lets out a gasp when I take her hand in mine. She is face to face with me. Daenerys embraces her hand around mine. Daenerys leans her forehead against mine.
"I hope I deserve you, Jon." She whispers in a way I could only imagine she would.
I gaze into her eyes. "You deserve everything you ever wanted in your life."
"I want you. Do I deserve you?" She whispers these words to me.
"I am the one who does not deserve you. I am unworthy of a woman such as you. You are an extraordinary, different woman. I feel wonder and awe in just gazing at you while terrified just as your beautiful children are." I speak to her in all honest truth.
Daenerys lightly smiles at me then says, "It is as you said earlier, we are fucked."
Before I could say anything else, she wraps her arms around the back of my neck. Her lips press against mine. I fall into her kiss while wrapping my arms around the middle of her back.
I embrace her closer to me. I deepen my kiss into her lips. After a lingering kiss together, I look at her, cupping her face. I tell her with all of my heart, "Yes, we are fucked. We deserve this night. We deserve to live."
She has a small smile on her face nodding in agreement about us deserving to live. She kisses me on my lips. I kiss her back. Her lips were as if they were honeyed by how luscious they are kissing me. I run my fingers through her soft milk colored hair hanging past her shoulders.
She starts to unbuckle the belts on the top of my clothes. I feel it drop to the floor while Daenerys works on untying my brown shirt. I move my hands from her face working my way to where her dress clips together in the front.
I undo half of the hooks connecting the dress together. Daenerys finishes my shirt, lifting my shirt up. I lift my arms up so it can slide over my head. She throws my shirt to the ground revealing my knife scars.
Daenerys stares at them. She brushes her fingers across each scar. I see tears in her eyes while she stared at them. Her fingers touch the knife wound at my heart. I put my hand over her hand. I let her feel my heart beating so fast like it did when I came face to face with her child, Drogon.
After looking into her star shining eyes once more, I embrace her again and our lips do the same. We walk over to the edge of her bed. I take off my boots; she continues to kiss me until I move my lips down to her neck. I work my way down that I take off her boots.
I realize I unhook the last clip of her dress. Before I even realize what was happening as it was happening, her dress gently slides off of her. My eyes behold her revealing body. I tremble at the glorious sight of her. Her skin is fair, bright like a candle flame. Her breasts are round and rare as golden apples.
She smiles in my reaction to her body. I hardly believe in the Old and the New Gods but I swear right here and now that she is a Goddess standing before me. She moves her hand touching my face. I look into her star eyes. Daenerys pulls me to her that I kiss her lips when I feel her hands brushing down my rib cage to the front of my trousers, untying them. She pulls them down. I feel them drop at my feet.
I realize it has been a long time since I have been naked before another; almost like it was a whole different life when it happened. Daenerys briefly kisses me then sees the nervous look on my face. She frames my face in her hands, staring at me like an actual person.
"Are you alright? Is something wrong?" She whispers in my ear.
"I've only ever been with one woman in my life. And yet I am nervous all the same." I confess to her.
"Don't be. I have only ever been with two others in my life while I am just as nervous as you are." She says with a light smile.
I return a small smile back to Daenerys. I cannot really believe that she has only ever been with two men in her life. She can have any man in the world with just one fierce look. All she would have to do is tell any man to take their clothes off and they will do so without question.
Daenerys remains staring at me before she slowly backs onto the bed. My eyes want to look at all of her but they are locked with just her eyes. It is only her eyes. She remains sitting up on the bed before extends her hand out to me. I reach for her hand embracing it as I climb onto the bed. I am on top of her; we are naked together.
I am shaking like a leaf blowing in the wind when she gently turns me onto my back side. Daenerys places her hands on my chest then climbs on top of me. I feel my body getting excited with her on top of me. She opens her legs, allowing me enter inside her body. I do my best to contain my moan in how it felt to be inside her, I am absolutely consumed by her. She became every single part of me. I became every single part of her. It is as if we are the definition of pure and unfiltered joy coursing through each vein, muscle and thought in our bodies.
Daenerys begins to move back and forth softly on me. Our eyes link together, it feels like our hearts, our minds are becoming one. I keep my eyes on her; she lets out a moan. She takes her right hand, guiding my left hand up and down her chest. I take my right hand and gently grab her astonishing breasts. I release a moan when she embraces herself closer into me.
We move together, going faster as each moment passes. I sit up and our bodies embrace. Daenerys and I consume our lips wherever we can reach them. My mouth drops open in grunting. Daenerys lets out several moans. Every thought I have ever had about what will come vanishes in what is happening. Right now, we were more than just us. We were wrapped up in each other.
In feeling each thrust from her feels like I am building up far more than I ever thought I could; that made me want her even more than I ever thought I could want a woman. I move my lips down to her neckline. Suddenly she lets out one long, loud moan that sounded like pain while lifting her head up in between our heavy breathing.
I stop briefly, asking in concern, "Are you alright?" I brush some of her white silver hair behind her left ear.
She gives a small smile then chuckles in pleasure to me, "Yes, I am perfectly alright."
I smile before I turn her over onto her back. I come out from her as I start kissing her on her neck. I slowly work my way down to her waistline, wondering if the other two men have ever done this to her. A part of me cannot wait for her reaction to this.
She moans in the feel of my lips kissing every inch of her skin. Her fingers run through my hair when I reach in between her legs. I start kissing between her legs to the point I find where she particularly enjoys when I hear her let out a sort of moan squeal. I carry on where I am at before I softly use my tongue, lapping between her legs. I keep on going in between her legs when she reaches a sort of freedom with her lungs.
I stop when she basically lets out a pleasing scream. I stare at her face that is quite pink with a hint of red from the crying out she did. She uses her hand to cover her mouth for a moment from the cry out in pleasure. Daenerys is taking deep breathes after I kiss her one more time between her legs.
I kiss my way back up to her neck. She cups her hands around my face. She is smiling a smile that I have not seen on her face. She bites the bottom of her lip. I run my fingers underneath her chin, admiring the look of amazement on her face in smiling back to her.
Daenerys had a look on her face, wondering where I learned that. I cannot resist in chuckling. "No, I did not learn that anywhere. I just like kissing down there. Not sure why I do but I do."
"I like it. I have not had that before. That was something else; something I will enjoy from now on." She gives an even bigger smile.
We both want to go at each other again. So I turn over on my back. This beautiful woman cuddles up next to me. I wrap my arm around her to embrace her body against mine. The feel of her body against mine felt soft as cream and warm.
She moves her hand up and down my chest, gently running her fingernails against my skin. We kept on kissing each other's lips repeatedly. I move my hand from her lower back to touch the braids of her amazing hair. I let out a deep breath keeping my eyes on hers; I turn her over onto her back, entering inside her once more.
We become consumed with each other again. Both of us letting out exhales from this satisfying pleasure sensation of being one. She keeps her left arm around me when I thrust myself deeper in her again and again. I move my left arm underneath her back, endlessly thrusting myself inside her.
I feel her hand deepen on my back just before I kiss her lips that taste like sweet honey. When our lips pull apart, I gaze at her. We were both breathing hard and covered in sweat. I let out a few deep breathes. I am trembling again in realizing how it feels to be with someone, someone that I am not suppose to fall in love with but did anyway.
We are more than just us for this time, every problem and everything in the world fades away further in this moment. I gaze at this beautiful, strong woman and her astonishing eyes that shine bright like the stars in the black sky of night.
I keep my hand rested on her cheek, rubbing my fingers against her skin. I never thought I would be with anyone again in my life until Daenerys. I have fallen for her in a time I never should have or thought I would fall for someone. I have fallen in love with a fierce woman that is a chosen queen.
My lips fall to her honeyed lips while her arm hangs over my shoulders then moves her hand to touch my face. Our lips kiss over and over remaining inside one another. Our bodies forever embraced in this moment; no past, no future, just a man and woman together. It is like we are the only two left in the world.
