Jon Snow x Reader||Chapter 32
A horse carries Jon into the gates. "Thank the gods!" I cry. We get him to a bed and get his frozen clothes off. My sister stands in the doorway and looks at the scars on his torso from when he died. Jon's eyes open and focus on me and my sister. "I'm sorry." He says. He takes my hand. "I wish I could take it back. I wish we would haven't have gone." He says. My sister finally 100% agrees to fight with the North. Jon swears allegiance to my sister. My sister leaves us alone. Jon squeezes my hand and I look at him. He smiles at me. "What?" I ask. He smiles more. "What!?" He chuckles. "I just love you." He says. "I'm really happy that you're okay." He kisses my hand. I smile. "I love you too." I feel the tears in my eyes. "I was so scared, Jon." I kinda sob. "I thought I lost you again." I feel the tears slip. "You'd think it hurts less the second time but it doesn't." He grips my hand tighter. "It hurts much more. I just got you back and then losing you again... so quickly I-." He reaches up and places his hand on my cheek. "Hey." He says. "Look at me." I let my eyes wander up to his face. "I'm not going anywhere." He says. "I won't leave you again." ... "I promise." He guides my lips down to his. His lips feel so right against mine. His hands take soft hold of my waist and gently moves me to sit on him. I am careful to not apply too much if my weight so I don't hurt him. I softly give his bottom lip a tug between my teeth. His hands tug at my dress trying to find how to take it off. "Here," I say as I place his hand on the string holding it all together. He gives it a tug and with that my dress falls apart. He lifts the last piece of fabric over my head. "Jon. Are you sure this is okay?" "Yes." "But you just-." "Please." He cuts me off. His voice cracking ever so slightly. He grips my thighs tightly. "I need this." He whispers. He pulls me back down and kisses me on my neck. "It's been so long." He growls. His hands grab at my ass. He struggles to get his pants off. I stop his hands and pull them off for him. He takes hold of my hips and he lowers me on him. I close my eyes and moan at the feeling of him inside me again. I feel Jon's hand slowly pushes up my stomach and takes hold of my breast. "y/n." Jon groans. I open my eyes and he's watching me. "Jon." I moan. He struggles to sit up and manages to do it on his own. He places his hand on my lower back and presses my chest to his. His other hand tangled in my hair and holds my head to the side. He gives my neck small bites. My hands gently claw at his back. "Jon." I moan. He drags his tongue up my neck and takes a small nip at my ear. Jon presses his lips to my ear and in a low growl, he says my name. He lets go of my hair and his hand rests on my thigh. His hand slides up my thigh and he presses a finger to clit. He rubs my clit as he fucks me. I tangle my fingers in his hair and hold him tightly. Jon rubs at my clit aggressively as he pounds up into me. The pleasure is too much and my end approaches quickly. I tilt my head back. "Jon!" I moan loudly. I'm a mess as Jon still fucks me. I'm so sensitive and it's too much. Jon soon finishes into me. He tries his best to help me off of him. He plops back on the bed panting. I kiss him lovingly and get up. "Where are you going?" "I have things to do, plus you've been through a lot today you need some rest." "Hey." He grabs my wrist. I look back at him. "You were out there too. You also need some rest." With what is probably all the strength he had left he pulls me back into bed and holds me close. "But Jon-." He cuts me off. "Shhhh, you help me sleep better. I have nightmares when you aren't next to me." I sigh and let him hold me close.















