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Dany looked herself again at the huge mirror beside their bed, adjusting her nightgown and caressing the hinting bump of her belly with affection.
Tired of pacing the room, she wondered how long it would be before Jon’s arrival. They agreed to dine together in their chambers this evening, a rare occasion since they so often had to attend at every imaginable duty during their day as rulers and parents of three. She eyed the bed near her, thinking that she could use some comfort in the meantime. She wouldn’t sleep, but her limbs were surely asking for relief after a full day of surveying some of the newest renovation works in flea bottom.
She laid on the soft furs, adjusting her position to have an arm under her head and...
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She woke up at a rasping at the door and a muffled swear behind it, then the squeaking of the ancient wood opening. She lifted herself from the bed and peeked out the window, the rich light of dusk just starting to turn into the quiet darkness of the evening. Indigo and lilac shades mixing with orange and red caressed the clouds. At the end she had fallen asleep then, but not for much.
He was now slowly making his way towards their bedroom door, with another low swear and the sound of leather on the floor.
She prepared herself from the view of his beloved husband, but when he came out from the antechamber, she couldn’t stifle a chocked laugh.
There he was, her King all covered in mud and grime, with leaves and straw peeking from his belt and tangling in his hair. He somewhat managed to still have that majestic composure of him. The most majestic mud man indeed!
But since she knew manners, and she was a Queen after all, she managed to stare at him dumbfounded, eyes sparkling with mirth, questioning, with her lips straining to keep her smile at bay.
He wouldn’t provide some explanation, shuffling from one foot to the other, looking at his feet, then everywhere except at her.
Her brows shot up to the crown of her head in an evident question.
He then could do nothing more that exale a deep sigh and sighed: “The kids, they ambushed me.”
She couldn’t keep it all wrapped then, seeing that little pout of him like he couldn’t believe what happened, her snicker started, then boomed in a full hearted laugh, clutching her growing belly to stifle the spasms.
She may just have stopped when she glimpsed the amused and still incredule smile tugging at his lips transforming into a smile of an entirely other nature, that smoldering stare of his growing deeper and darker, his muddy figure approaching her with stalk like moves.
Her smile then faded slowly, and she grew wary “Jon…no…Jon what are you doing?” He watched her innocently, a shrug of his shoulders, but in the meantime he was still coming near the bed. She tried to master her queenly tone “Jon Snow don’t you dare…”
Too late, he jumped on the bed, staining the exact spot where she was moment before with dark splotches, clutching her calves that hadn’t been so fast like the rest of her body to escape his assault. He used them to lure her to him and started to tickle her sides with alarming dedication, her body whriting under his, the mud finally conquering her nightgown too. “Jon noo, you are all dirty!!” But she couldn’t stifle her laughs, so the reprimanding tone was lost and forgotten. “I’m not so sure my Queen, you should check more thoroughly!” At that he hugged her figure tight at her hips and started placing kisses all over her face and bosom. Her own laughs were mingled with his chuckles when her hands started to playfully punch his tangled curls.
Well, to hell all of that, she tugged at his hair and brought him to her lips for a searing kiss. Grime and earth grains mingled with the familiar and arousing taste of him. His body covering hers in that all too alluring way.
Breathing air eagerly in his lungs, he paused to watch her, a playful grin on his luscious lips. “We truly are a mess now my Queen, how we proceed?” “Well that’s unfortunate isn’t it… Luckily I was right to have a hot bath ready then…” He watched her, wordless for a second.
“You-you KNEW!!” His eyes popped out and she couldn’t stop the conspiratory grin. “I am guilty, my King, what will you do about that now?” She managed to answer, just before he resumed his ticklish assault.