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Final two chapters of “Dear Jon” are live! Keep reading for a sneak peek... ~Originally for Jonrya Week 2020 Summer Day 3 Prompt: Revelation
Every sleepless night, every moment his enemies sought to break him, every endless day he’d spent fighting his way home, came down to this.
Arya’s soft milky skin, and the way it pebbled beneath his careful and not-so-careful touch.
Her sighs against his ear, and the way her fingers dug into his back as Jon slowly stripped her clothes from her lithe body.
The curves he had felt long ago when it had been forbidden to even think of her like this, he greedily palmed and traced with his lips and tongue.
He had dreamed of this.
In the darkest hells of where he had been after his capture and the mindless drudge of fighting in the streets, Jon could close his eyes and still see her face.
Her silvery-gray eyes, a slight shade darker than his, brimming with joy because of him.
He had barely paused long enough to take her gaze in, as he allowed her to strip his shirt and pants.
As they stood naked before each other for the first time, all Jon could think of was the taste of her on his lips, and how he yearned to bring her to completion again and again.
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