Micro-Erotic Fiction of Jon Apologizing to his queen the right way…
He knew it was wrong to out speak her during the council.
He knew it was wrong to undermine her in front of their subjects.
But the King in him got the best of him.
The Targaryen in him overpowered his actions and speech.
But he knew better not to act this way towards his queen.
His queen, that he would obey for all eternity.
The night was dim, the small council have already have left a few hours ago, but Jon’s actions towards his wife still lingered on him. He knew he had to make things right this fortnight…
Jon was never really a talker while they made love. Words to him didn’t mean much, they were sharp interruptions of a natural rhythm.
But even with there small disbursements and slight royal arguments, I love you spilled from his lips.
This night, their children were asleep, Jon’s steady breathing was close to his wife’s ear. Dany’s eyes shut to the glint of the moonlight.
Tonight, the small council never happened between them.
Dany was their, under Jon, his weight suspended under Daenerys skin. Dany could feel her whole fire, clash with Jon’s icy essence.
As Dany felt her quiet climax, Jon’s orgasm collapsed on top of his queen. She forgave her king a long time ago…Even with him speaking out during their small council…It turned Dany on to hear him go against her…