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Can I request a Yandere!Daenerys and Yandere!Jon x reader smutty fic? Your writing for the Game of Thrones characters is amazing!!!

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THESE TWOO OWN MY HEART

disclaimer: lets get freaky again

warnings: 18+ content, threesome, nonconsensual sex, rape, oral, descriptive sex, face sitting, yandere tendencies, obsessive behavior, possessiveness and breeding kink.

Daenerys saw you first. Summarized terms; you were hers to deflower. She was well aware of your virginity. It was rare due to women being used for breeding under circumstances. She admired how you were able to keep your body to yourself for so long. However: every expedition comes to an end. Jon too saw you in the engulfed fist of Daenerys. Out of curiosity; you and him became good friends. It was questionable. Daenerys found herself already having a war and now it was a quest for your love? Oh no, Jon must make some mistake.

She claimed it, despite her glory and inhuman-abilities of controlling dragons: Daenerys was well aware. She wouldn't directly murder Jon. He was too strong and skilled for his own good. So was she. She couldn't overpower him. She could outsmart him. She could only hope though. She was well aware that Jon shared intelligence that happen to be beyond her level of might. She felt anger rise. You were hers! The property of Daenerys Stormborn. She shared a common emotion she had not felt in a while. Anger. She was pissed. It was rare to see Daenerys visibly upset.

You were walking from a scouting Daenerys sent you on. You were surprised by her missions she gave you. You were eternally grateful for her gratitude and loving she had for you. You must've built a trust to go on such a mission. You roamed the empty halls of winterfell. For the castle having no much guards around. You were used to the silent. You found it lovely. Your found yourself staring at the ancestral photographs of the starks that decorated the walls. You held your heart in your hand as you were in front of Daenerys's door. You felt yourself grow numb. You were anxious to be in the same room as her. Her presence was intimating as much as her dragons. You bit your lip before soon raising your hand to knock on the door as it just opened. You felt your anxiety rise. Her door was open! Will she blame you trespassing in her privacy? 

You felt thoughts rambled as you entered the room. You turned yourself to close the door and then soon turned towards the large bed. Your eyes widen as heat crawled your features at the sight. There was Daenerys continuously pleasuring herself upon Jon Snow, the Jon Snow who was simply grinding his hands to meet her pale lips. The duo let out small moans as the air was thick while the sound of flesh filled the room. “Oh my GODS!” You squeaked loudly of embarrassment that caused the two to stop their habits. “I send my regards!” You yelled in protest before covering your eyes while turning away from the couple. “Y-Y/N?!” Jon stuttered as you could tell a blush was coating himself. Daenerys let out a laugh. Your embarrassment brings a smile onto her light pink lips that shined with her pale body. You assumed she didn't share the same embarrassment of those in Winterfell.

“It appears we have a mini spectator, Jon. A very ravishing one.” Daenerys said as she pulled herself off of Jon's erected cock that was swollen red. “That is not it! I was going to report back to you, Khaleesi.” You stuttered as you found yourself soon aroused with their pleasurable acts of the two. “There will always be room for a third, Y/N.” Daenerys spoke with confidence in her manner, your eyes widen as you turn to face both bare bodies with a shocked expression. What did she just say? You let out rambles as Jon looked at the pale female. “That sounds very inconvenient, Daenerys.” Jon stated with profession as he looked towards Daenerys with a slight annoyed face. “Do not pity me. Do not lie about your shared feelings towards lovely Y/N.” Daenerys stated as she looked over at your shifted frame with lust coated her eyes while she pictured you bare in front of her.

“Shared?” You repeated with confusion. Jon looked down at his palms. “J-Jon why didn't you tell me?” You asked with slight concern and thoughtful mourns. Jon stared at you with a sigh before staring at Daenerys with the shared fury. “I-I do have feelings.” Jon admitted that caused your heart to thump from his submission. “Then let us use this opportunity with wise. Y/N, you do share feelings equally for both of us?” Daenerys asked as she rose an eyebrow with a small smirk coating her pink lips. You swallowed thickly. She knew. You knew it. “I do.” You replied with your embarrassment rising more. “Join us, right Jon?” Daenerys asked as she crossed eye the only male in the room. “If you share a truce. I do wish to please her.” Jon admitted shamelessly yet a blush had been formed. Daenerys found herself giggling. “You have my word.” Daenerys replied before both heads turned towards your gaze.

You shifted with heat crawling within your silk dress. Getting fucked from your love interests isn't an opportunity you receive every day; you approached the bed that laid the duo who happened to be bare already before your eyes. Daenerys's pale skin glowed within the light of the torches upon the walls. You placed yourself on top of the male as Daenerys moved from Jon's lap, allowing you to get comfortable as his cock had been up and against your dress. You felt your lower region slightly grow excited from the arousal of Daenerys and yours brought. You felt your back being tickled as Daenerys's fingers danced across your spine gracefully as she began to disrobe. Jon looked as if he couldn't bring himself to do anything. Stiff. You sat upon him and with your glory bare; Jon was sucking it all in. 

Daenerys had been grinding your ass against Jon's harden cock. She was smiling sadistically. You and Jon were incredibly shy which made things easier in a manner of speaking. You were aroused by the pressure of his harden cock. Daenerys soon sat herself on Jon's face. He was muffled which allowed Daenerys to feel pleasured. Soon; Jon's cock had been within your flesh-like walls. Your eyes widen at the upswelling pleasure. You were a virgin. “Daenerys! I am scared!” You shrieked with protest as you lifted yourself off Jon's cock that allowed his to groan muffedly. “Consider it a fitting punishment.” Daenerys stated simply before pulling you into Jon's cock. You let out a breathless gasp as you sunk onto the feeling of his rather large cock inside of you. Daenerys soon rubbed her his around Jon's face as she made an erotic expression while holding your hand.

You gritted your teeth as you began to move. Bouncing fittingly on his cock as you and Daenerys let out pleasurable mewls. Your eyes were almost half-way closed due to the pleasure. Its excruciating. You couldn't bear with such a delightful feeling. Your mouth hung a bit open as drool coated your lower lips. Daenerys took the opportunity and enclosed the personal space; she began to kiss you. You complied. Her tongue lapping over yours as you both moan muffledly from the man below being the very source of pleasure. You furrowed your brows as Jon lifted his hips, wanting to feel more stimulation within your walls. You dropped your hips down a bit and soon Jon was hitting so deep into you, you pulled away from Daenerys and moaned slightly to express the feeling. Your eyes were barely open. 

Your mouth was being demolished while your virgin walls were tightly being forced to be drenched. Soon; you felt your orgasm approach, Daenerys quite the same. Jon had noticed and began lapping Daenerys's folds while sticking his cock further down. Your body temperature increased by the aggression his cock was showing soon, you came. You and Daenerys had lowered your hips down onto Jon. Daenerys's pussy was covering most of Jon's face while you were feeling the balls of Jon. You quivered your lip as your stomach was deeply heated. “You are ours, my Y/N.” Daenerys stated as she had gotten off of Jon whose cheeks were a bright shade of pink with his mouth being covered with substances.

You look over at Daenerys horror fully, you didn't think this decision through yet. “As you said yourself, you share the equal amount of love towards us.” Daenerys recalled as the semen Jon produced was leaking out. “Surely we share the same emotion towards you.” Daenerys continued as her locks dropped to her face, covering up her breath-taking eyes. “And the amount of stuff Jon had put within you, it appears you will not have your cycle for moons.” She continued as her slenderly yet skillful fingers were brushing up your legs that caused you to jump slightly while feeling a bit heated by Daenerys's closely presence. 

“Now, by this day on: I as queen demand you will be my spouse for the throne.” Daenerys states with a small smile. You look surprised. “You cannot!” You protested while gritting your teeth. You loved your life as a merchant. You always have. “No more second thoughts...Y/N. We had waited too long.” Jon says as he sits up a bit while looking down at the bed sheets to cover his vision from your sorrow. “You will share our bedside and become our whore.” Daenerys continued as her stoic eyes never ceased. She soon approached you, arching her back while her fingers had cupped your chin rather tightly that caused you to wince.

“No more running.”

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gn reader cuz i said so

was gonna change it to just "d. targaryen" but stormborn sound so much fucking cooler

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) 

To bed with Daenerys: she absolutely shows respect for you and your well-being. When it comes to aftercare: she’s big on it. She wouldn’t leave your side. She would call in the maidens that she dismissed after you both had your fun. Daenerys is the type of lover to be very clingy and very affectionate in the bedroom. Everything you wanted you would receive. You and Daenerys would just sit together, her hands caressing your scalp as your legs would be tangled with each other’s as she praised you for being so good for her while the maidens brought whatever you requested.  

  B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s) 

Daenerys admired her skillful fingers. If you’re a female: she would admire how blissfully her hands can do to satisfying your sensitive folds, enjoying the feeling as your tight walls squeezing her fingertips within. Maybe pinching your sensitive nipples or holding your writhing body down and I can tell she’s into choking a bit. 

If you’re a male: she would still admire her fingers. She enjoys the look of Her touch upon your face. Tracing your jawline, rubbing your biceps seductively. Still pinching your nipples and choking you. She would keep control even if you’re a male and holds you down and uses your body for her own pleasure.  

Her favorite body part about You is face cause it’s the only part of your body that she can read. Your eyes, your mouth, eyebrows etc. She’s into eye contact, it’s breathtaking how she’d always lose herself under your irresistible gaze.  

  C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) 

She doesn’t necessarily have many orgasms. She had plenty of orgasms  with Drogo but, that was it. When it came to cumming with you: she would rather cum on you then with you. On your face, fingers, genitals, she loves when her juices slide down your body. It truly enjoyable the way your body writhed. 

  D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) 

Daenerys would probably not even suggest or tell you, but she would always want to do things in front of others. She could teach the unintelligent swines about pleasure. She would have back and back dreams about it. Public sex, humiliation and punishment. Her mouth soon watered with the thought of herself spanking you in front of hordes of people. The mere thought of claiming you in front of an audience turns her on.  Male or female: Daenerys was the one in charge of you. 

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) 

Daenerys was with a Dothrakian. The Khal for seven hells! Then there was Irri who taught her about feminine sex. She was skilled. It brought out her sadistic side. It was animalistic. She lived with the Dothrakian's for far too long: to the point where she was reborn. Male or Female: She’s been with both genders and she knows how to please a woman or man. 

  F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) 

Daenerys doesn’t necessarily prefer a position, but she is comfortable with some. If you were a Male: she would prefer you taking her behind. She would enjoy the barrel roll or reversed cowgirl. Those are just what she’s used to, she doesn’t mind because whatever you were comfortable with was what she was going with.  

If you’re a female; She would prefer to face off and 69. She enjoys you on her lap: heavy or not. Break Her lap. She enjoys you toppling her. She would enjoy your face right in front of her as your unclothed clits rubbed against each other for sensational pleasure. She also enjoys 69 all because she likes your bare body and clit on her face. She enjoys tasting your folds. 

  G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.) 

It was slightly rare for Daenerys to crack a joke, she’s on the serious side cause, man, she’s on a mission during sex. She would attempt too but you would laugh at her redemption of humor. She would love to see your smile. She misses it: the smile that belongs to her. She wishes to learn to share the same humor as You. Although she isn’t as funny, nothing is stopping her from creating small talk to see you smile. Daenerys would enjoy for you two to talk with one and another after or during sex.  

  H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) 

Well groomed. Viserys didn't want her to be seen with one follicle on her body. She grew into the habit of shaving off body hair. She doesn’t care if You were well groomed or not: She just loves you for you. In the end: it’s Your body. She is well groomed. She enjoys the feeling of her smooth pale skin within comfort. She wouldn’t want a shed of body hair on herself due to Her being raised with her brother. She doesn't have a preference of how you should look, so, don’t ask her.  

  I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Daenerys can be intimidating and sympathetic at the same time. She does show mercy in the bedroom. She is a proud switch. Daenerys would enjoy being on the top of You. Caressing You, pleasuring your body, making it ache and crave her touch. She isn’t afraid to make you cry. Of overstimulation of course. She would never do or say anything to make you weep in sadness because it would kill her mood. She’s a hopeless romantic, seriously.  

  J = Jack Off (Masturbation head cannon) 

Daenerys forces herself not to, but the resistance is too strong. Her Dragon(s) could feel her emotions of missing or craving You. She hates the fact that you are not around to fulfil your duties as her spouse. Daenerys is one of the few who masturbates when needed too. She always had you gawking at her side and staring with Praise. If you were out to battle or other meaningful acts: She would get herself off, thinking of a suitable punishment for your absence. 

  K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

She possesses something that is odd. A wax kink. She likes the way the candle wax drips and onto your body as you shriek. Daenerys takes pleasure in it. She finds a spark every time your body burn with wax, she enjoys how Your body reacts to the burning sensation of the Candle Wax.  

  L = Location (Favorite places to do the do) 

Honestly, anywhere. She is the Queen of Dragons. Wherever she is, she is in charge and the moment she makes eyes with you, that’s a wrap and it’s time to tap. When she starts putting you on top of her, making her lips meet yours. Everyone knows best to exit the room. It could be anywhere. She doesn’t care. Preferably, she likes doing the do in bed. It’s the best place cause it’s the real deal. It all depends on her mood. If she’s feeling bold and sexually desirably which is all the time, she’ll do it anywhere but when she’s sensually and compassionate, she likes doing the do in the bedroom. 

  M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) 

You. You’re the light. Her sun and stars. She does everything for you, dedicates her life for you. Upon seeing Your groggily eyes with pleasure and lust clouded: it encourages her to keep going. Maybe your sounds or words of “Go faster.” or begging to let you cum keep hers motivated to fuck you. She takes one day at a time with your assistance. Your Smile, your body, your loyalty, your face, and most of all: your love. She assumes that the gods had blessed your very presence with her after all the crimes she committed.  

  N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) 

Daenerys WOULD NOT share. She doesn’t like sharing. She finds it disgusting. She dislikes the thought of three-way unless it was Drogo, of course or maybe Jon. She doesn’t like sharing your body with others who aren’t worthy of your very presence in such a vulnerable yet captivating state. The thought of sharing you in the bedroom turns her off. Literally nasty in her eyes. She should be the one and only person to please you, not some horny swine. They possibly don’t even know how to please someone like you. The thought is politely disgusting, and she would peacefully decline the offer. She doesn’t enjoy sharing what is hers, same with her Dragons who are also very possessive of you. They share the same feelings as their mother, which includes her possessiveness of you. They would roar and possibly kill if needed at the wise guy who even suggested the Idea.  

  O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) 

Daenerys evenly does both. She would love when she had you tied helplessly and eating her coated liquids oozing from her clit. She would enjoy the feeling of Your tongue desperately begging for her orgasm. Most times: you would be sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the wall of boredom. She would walk in and crouch in the middle of your legs, removing whatever blocked her from you. You would let out peaceful protests of embarrassment as she begins orally fuck you dead. You always tasted heavenly to her.  

  P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) 

Honestly both. She wishes to savor the feeling of pleasure within your bodies. If You were male; she would enjoy riding you with a slow and sensual pace when she was happy. In a way; If you do happen to get her to the bedroom pissed off like jealously: she would ride you dry, getting the orgasm she deserves from being able to live through another day. It feels endless. She grips your shoulders harshly, digging her nails to your warm skin to hold herself stiff, but she does this bouncing upon your cock with heavy and deep thrusts. Sometimes you’d be left pussymatized and can never feel your legs. 

If you were female: Whenever she was slow and sensual, she fingers just to feel you. Doesn’t do it to give you and orgasm. Maybe just release pent up exhuastion from the day you explain to her. However, whenever she is fast and rough, you cum many times on her fingers. She enjoys seeing erotic expressions as you squirt onto her fingers.  

  Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) 

Daenerys has a lot of weight on her shoulders. She doesn’t enjoy having Quickies, but She does take satisfaction in it. Quickies happen often considering she isn’t the one to tease and you couldn’t get away with it. Quickies end up leaving you both unsatisfied all because you both can’t go as far due to you both having consideration for the workers and other people that work beside Dany.  

  R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) 

Daenerys would risk it all. There would be times you both would get caught here and there but she is the type who never has as much time for her spouse. Ser Jorah decided that it would be best that you couldn’t be ap art of Daenerys’ court due to you both often joking around, or Daenerys would become distracted from her possibly life-long commitment. Therefore, you both had to sneak around to get some time together, she is very distracted with the throne and Cersei along with her role as Khalessi and ruling Winterfell. She attempts to move it all aside for you, but it could be challenging. Daenerys does a handful of Quickies with you and even though she does prefer the real deal like proper sex, she thinks Quickies are a bit of a backup whenever it comes to herself being stressed with everyone on top of her. Plus, she enjoys any time she can possess you. 

  S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) 

She could go for five. She does go down to three or two for you because she understands. She is quite understanding when it comes to your stamina. Daenerys would never want to show or tell you whenever she is tired, but she would do her best to not go to that point. Unfortunately, she does last longer than you and that’s all She wants. She wishes to last longer than you, so she won’t be misunderstood weak in your eyes. She wishes to reassure you that she is worthy of your protection and your sexual needs and by proving that she would never show you vulnerability. 

  T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) 

Daenerys would ask the maidens to make it custom made. It would feel weird but if it pleases you: she’s fine. If you were a male: she wouldn’t force it due her being slightly uncomfortable with the thought of toys on your ravishing body. She doesn’t exactly know how to use toys on a male. She would possibly stick a vulgar stick into your cock’s slit and be into orgasm denial but That would be it.  

If you were female: prepared to be fucked. She had no sense of mercy when it came to the same gender. She couldn’t feel the tightness and stiffness of Your walls, but she was satisfied upon staring at your erotic expressions. She doesn’t have a fond for custom-made sexual toys, but she would consider it when it comes to the gender of her spouse. 

  U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) 

Daenerys is very unfair! Either making herself cum on you but never letting you cum or just bullying you as she sees fit. She teases to the point where you attempt to fight back: she would quickly hurdle away, not out of fear but out of lust when her teasing has brought upon the others that were present to notice Your voice being dismantled into shrieks and small yelps with Daenerys's teasing. She would be oblivious to the fact she was making you flustered. 

  V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) 

Small moans of bliss will escape her small, plumped lips, yes, but she would never be louder than the way she’ll make you scream her name. You were always overstimulated when it came to sex which makes it harder for her to let loose some volume herself. She isn’t loud but she isn’t quiet either. Put Daenerys in the middle. She likes being the “silent” one between you both because she wants you to walk out and be embarrassed for the strange looks you receive. It's ironic how Daenerys would purposely know where to pleasure your body to allow you to lose your vocal cords.  

  W = Wild Card (Get a random head cannon for the character of your choice)   

I have a good feeling about this head cannon: Daenerys whispers sweet nothings with Dothraki and Valyrian into your ear or just too you in general, whether you know what’s she’s saying or not. She would always enjoy the thought of Dothraki language coming out of your lips as You attempted to repeat the words. She doesn't mind when you say it incorrectly. It’s sexy to her. When it's from you: it makes the language ten times attractive.  

  X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) 

She’s always throbbing. Daenerys finds it hard to concentrate as she sees you smile. When She does see the smile that belongs too; She gets excited, very excited. Maybe it’s just the effect you have on her. She always shifts her legs while regaining concentration. It’s hard for her to concentrate though: seeing you all happy makes her happy, and her lower region happy.  

  Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) 

High. She’ll never admit but after Drogo’s death: she always felt touch starved, and thens there Jon but it’s not enough for her satisfication. So, when you begin, she asks for oral from you. You should be grateful she still asks. It is not a light weight to carry on her shoulders of being the breaker of chains and mother of dragons. You must understand, yeah? As her spouse: your job is to release that stress. So, she does have a very high sex drive, no doubt 

  Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) 

Daenerys finds it more comforting to wait for you to fall asleep. Preferably, she likes resting her ear on your chest so she can hear your soothing heartbeat. She has a vow that she cannot sleep peacefully knowing you were awake, especially after a steamy night. She thinks she should stay alert a bit, many cruel people are after her head, she warned you and yet you remain by her side. No doubt they would use you against her weakness. You were her weakness. She commands the maidens who were still awake to knock softly before entry due to you sleeping. When knowing that you were finally asleep, your heartbeat echoed throughout her body as she soon followed you into dep slumber. Dreaming her future life with her lover: you. 

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gn reader but them/them pronouns.

i tried so hard to avoid including pronouns

Oh, she's furious alright. Her alliances, better yet; her children had never seen her so upset, angered, or outraged. She was well aware that you were always the fiery and honorable type, but she didn't wish to assume things upon you.

Assumptions were something, but they weren’t always dramatically correctly especially due to you being a great spouse towards her. However, she seeks honor for letting her guard down. She will applaud you, you had certainly gotten the upright on her, but this “battle” will be hers to claim victory on, just like any other.

It was rather unlikely in the streets of Winterfell that their ‘protector’s’ lover had been missing. No one really known of you because Daenerys only kept you secret and plus you were hers, so there was no point for basic commoners and lower life-forms to be concerned of something that wasn’t theirs.

The word got around swiftly through Winterfell, many people would do their very best to make Daenerys crumble, but the thought of you leaving? She didn’t believe such.

Walking to the castle with her heart in hand from within the streets as she spoke to Ser Jorah. “Your claim is falsehood. Y/N knows much better than to run off.” She said with a hint of hurt within her voice.

Walking to the shared chambers with a baby dragon on her shoulder, she had unlocked the door with the key that she enforced to prevent you from escaping, with her eyes focused on the baby on her shoulder, playing with it’s snout. 

“My darling, you will not believe what accusations had been goin-...” She said, her voice had echoed through the sophisticated walls as she had entered a lonely room.

Her expression fell, her eyes met the bed you both shared while travelling the room. “Darling?” Her voice slightly croaked, the ache within her chest that contained her heart was very distracting, preventing her to even focus her blurred vision.

She kept searching. Scavenging. ‘Til she saw an open window. 

By the seven hells! You really did it, you actually were able to escape. After all the faith and trust she put?

She sighed as the baby dragon let out whirrs and chitters while sensing the disappointment by it’s mother. “Do not fright, little one. ” Daenerys reassured. Not only to the critter but to herself mainly.

“Do you see the truth?” said a male voice. Daenerys turned her gaze towards Jorah who just walked in. “Were you ever not taught how to knock?” She spat back with fury. Jorah just remained stoic and sighed.

He could tell that she was frustrated with your escape. “This is the god’s giving the signs: Y/N is better freed.” Jorah said as Daenerys walked over to the open window.

“If your gods give you that delusion, then the god’s are no better than the selfish commoners of this wretched place.” Daenerys spoke while paying no attention to the elder.

“You must understand that this is not Y/N’s war, but your own.” said Ser Jorah as his hands immediately went behind his back when Daenerys furiously turned and stomped to the male with her nostrils flared with rage as the dragon on her shoulder had been confused. 

“You do not lecture me about the ones I love!” She screeched into the male’s face before swiftly turning back to the window. Ser Jorah sighed, knowing that her emotions were affecting her palpably. 

“Send out every scouting regiment. Every lurker on the street, every follower of mine.” Daenerys ranted as her purple eyes, blinded with the raging emotion inside her as she ranted on and on. “Find Y/N!” She commanded to Jorah who nodded and soon dismissed himself.

You were running the busy roads of Winterfell with Jon. He had assisted you with your escape. It was hard because he commanded you to jump from a window with a long drop ahead.

It was hard; you were genuinely surprised he caught you. Well, you landed on him. 

You both ran to to the gate. You heard men chanting with war cries and horses. “Jon.. She must’ve gotten to the palace” You muttered due to the lack of breath.

“Come. Swiftly.” Jon ordered, continued to run in front of you. You followed his furry coat until he scanned the area and found a horse on a stable. 

“A horse?” You said questionably as Jon had taken it off the stables. “This is one great idea. Truly planned out.” You scoffed in annoyance until a set of reigns was met to your bare hands.

“Y/N. Take this horse, it will cross the narrow sea and you will travel towards the dothrakian sea. Where no khalaser will be since Daenerys is here.” Jon said as he rubbed the mane of the horse. 

You nodded before raising a brow. “But what about you?” You asked. Jon looked down at the ground with a sigh. “I am going to stay here, where she will assign me your sentence.” He answered while averting his eyes.

“Jon, no. I am not going to allow you to sentenced to death for my treason.” You argued with crossed arms and eyes narrowed.

“Y/N, we came a long way to refute. Go, now!”He yelled in a commanding voice that you despised. 

You were about to get on the horse, until you turned to hug Jon that he swiftly gave back. “Please stay safe.” Jon said as he gave a kiss on your forehead. “Please don’t die.” You responded while getting on the horse.

Jon turned towards the horse then patting the it's snout. The horse began to move as you steadied your body.

You turned your head to see Jon unleashing his blade from its sheath and letting a war cry then running towards the horde of men. Your brows furrowed.

You needed to get to the bank of the sea. You needed to let Jon's sacrifice to be honorable. Yanking the horse's reigns; you signaled it to speed up.

"Come on!" You yelled as you yanked its reigns again. You were out of Winterfell. Passing the cherry blossom tree and into the empty plains and roads.

Your brows were furrowed as you couldn't help but think of the kiss you and Jon shared. You gritted your teeth as tears fell furiously. You were too angry yet upset at the same time.

You wished you didn't leave him. Who knows what punishment he was sentenced to: all for your sake of escaping. You lowered your body closer to the horse to allow less weight.

It had been speeding up as your bag with belongings was tightened around your shoulders. You heard a snarl. 

Not just any snarl but multiple. You rose a brow as you searched all over., looking for the source of the sound.

You then heard a roar above. Your eyes widen as you whipped your head to the sky behind to see the three dragons. 

“Seven hells!” You yelled but interrupted as Rhaegal swooped down attempting to grab the horse, luckily you were able to duck away from it’s jaws.

You squinted your sight to see a familiar sliver head in a white-like coated dress that was built for the northern side of the world on the neck of Drogon. 

“Daenerys..” You muttered, in pure shock that she wasn’t busy finding Jon like anticipated “Faster!” You chanted before yanking the horse's reigns as it sped up. You knew you couldn’t out run a dragon, but you had to do fucking something.

“Come on, come on.” You muttered as the horse dodged Viserion's fire, very precisely close. You grunted as the horse let our pained whinnies from the heat. 

You soothed the pain by allowing your fingers to dance along the mane. You were doing fine, until you felt something hot burn your back.

It had enough damage to knock you and the horse down to the hard ground. 

You grunted violently as your body shook when you attempted to pull yourself up. You heard two, then four then six large bangs around.

You moved the dirt out of your face. Your eyes widen turning slowly to see Daenerys walking towards you. 

You accepted it as your shoulders dropped in disappointment. “Now are you aware of what happens when you escape from me? Your lover?” She asked as she stared down at you with her violet eyes darkening slowly. 

“Stress gives you wrinkles.” She was now right in front of you. “This wasn’t intended as an escape.” you stammered, attempting to just get on her good side.

Drogon landed behind Daenerys while Rhaegal and Viserion had been on the sides, preventing you and the horse to escape.

You grunted as she stared at you, cupping your chin to force you to look at her. “You know you will never leave me. It’s not your nature to leave me unsatisfied.” Daenerys spoke as her thumb had rubbed against your cheek.

She grabbed you and forced you to your feet even if your body hadn’t complied truly. “What did you do to Jon?” you asked, silently but loudly enough for her to hear, she kept walking, ignoring you.

You weren't having it either. “You mad woman!”You screeched while speed walking in front of her. “The hell did you do to him?!” You yelled as you stood in front of her. 

“Silence, you fool!” She yelled as you cowered down to her voice alone. “I am your lover; your only chance of survival!” She stated as she furiously stepped in front of you. 

Your legs wobbled as you kneeled as tears began to stream down your face. You couldn't help but think of Jon. “You’re mine, not Jon’ or anyone's..” She said as she crouched down to your height. 

“I assume this wasn't something big. I was going to have mercy.” Daenerys tutted as a harsh slap was stinging your cheek. “But, something’s telling me you will never learn your place.” She continued and soon, she grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at her as the tears never ceased.

“I shall show you no mercy.”

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