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winter nights | koner pt. 1

SUMMARY : set to travel to winterfell, you’re a noble lady on a small convoy in the secluded dirt road when bandits came ambushing you and your men. your two guards were killed and you’re left to run away into the woods as they chase you only to be saved by a winterfell soldier. who’d change your world entirely.

koner x fem! reader

masterlist, @fhrlclln, pt. two

GENRE : nsfw/smut

WARNINGS : assault, violence, gore and smut (oral sex; f! receiving, p in v, unprotected sex, slight corruption kink, breeding kink & loss of virginity)

WORD COUNT : 10.47k

a/n: s(creaming)

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“a nearby inn should be close, m’lady.”

the soldier quipped, the cold air brushing the soft skin of your face. you shivered, snow seized to be in your vision as your white mare huffed alongside your breathy sigh. the cloth of furs draping over your body were a comfort as this convey you’ve set on was tiring and undoubtedly cold. you don’t know how many days you’ve been riding with two of the soldiers your father commanded to accompany you, all you had in mind was to arrive tomorrow as early as possible for sansa.

“we’ll be by winterfell tomorrow?” you asked, licking your lips, feeling the coldness chap them. you were thankful to have your cloak on as you couldn’t imagine wanting frostbite on the tips of your ears. you’ve seen worse on soldiers before, not a pretty sight.

“should be, m’lady. once we settle in for the night, we’ll get there in no time.” your other soldier answered, you nodded, gloved hands clutching the leather reins. you wanted to visit lady sansa stark ever since the heavy occurrences had happened, the whole of westeros was still healing and the snow of the north still embodied the frozen chill of what had tragically happened. your father had complained to give you a bigger convey and a carriage to escort you but you declined, knowing well a big attraction would gain the attention of bandits and thieves. and as defenseless you are, two soldiers were enough to protect you from anything.

“might i ask, m’lady, what is your business in winterfell? it’s no common convoy for a lady like you to be traveling in a small group.” the older man asked, turning his head back at you with a smile.

“just meeting an old friend.” you simply replied, offering a small smile in return. “it’s been a while since i’ve been in winterfell.” you added softly.

“are you to be wedded, m’lady?” the younger one asked with a smug grin. the urge to roll your eyes was at the verge, the older one seem to sense your annoyance as he let out a gruff chuckle. men.

“no.” you shake your head, focusing ahead as the sound of hooves dragging on the snow thickened. the two men continued on in front of you, idling a conversation about the younger one’s opinion about the maid he had been fucking. it was annoying to hear men chatter about, but you were used to it. not a day goes by where women are seen to be a object for all men, it angered you greatly but it is how things are seen still. being a daughter to a noble house made it worse knowing your duty was to be a wife for a wealthy lord, give him heirs and be a great daughter to your house. a literal broodmare you were.

you let out a sigh, creating a tiny fog as you turned your head to see the snowy trees above you. you always admired the white snow, soft and beautiful yet deadly cold. you remembered your childhood days when you were playing around with sansa or even arya when the snow got too thick after a night’s storm. snowmans and creating snow angels, it put a smile on your face as you gazed upon ahead until a sudden ruffle in the bushes made you sharply turn your head to the direction of it.

“halt.” the older soldier put his gloved hand up as you pulled the reins to stop. he had sense it too, the sudden noise. “keep your ears open, lad.” he turned to the young soldier as he nodded.

“direwolf?” you asked, knowing the woods hold in a number of beasts. wolves, bears or what.

“could be. but no pack has set it’s territory here.” the older man snickered, glaring at the bushes. you gripped the reins tight, an unknowing dread lurking in from the back of your neck. whatever it is, you didn’t like the idea of something is ambushing the three of you.

“should i check it out?” the younger lad gripped the heel of his sword, the older one shook his head as no other rustle in the bush was emitted. could be a hare or some squirrel by the looks of it maybe. a mild relief settled in as the older soldier continued the path.

“just some animal, m’lady.” the older man assured, you nodded as you gently assured your horse to continue the dirt path.

“are you sure?” you asked cautiously. a snort erupted from the younger one as you mildly glared at him.

“little lady is scared.” he teased as the older one chuckled loudly before adding cockily. “we got the swords and arms, m’lady. you’ll be safe.” they payed no attention to you as they continued ahead, engaging in the conversation before.

you shivered again, eyes looking to the side cautiously, that gut feeling in your stomach still there. you didn’t like how nervous you are now, but who wouldn’t fear of something lurking in the woods when night seems to be falling soon, wishing the inn would be near.

rustle. there it was again. your ears picked up the sound of leaves rustling from the sides, your heart thumped against your ribcage as your two soldiers were chatting and laughing out loud now. completely unaware of your discomfort. your brows furrowed for a second as you tried to ignore it, overthinking wasn’t the best option now as you looked up ahead. the trees shading, snow falling from the sides as the gust of wind caressed your cheeks. it felt tense, quiet even, only the sound of your men’s chatter filling the void as you held in your breath. seconds passed, you breathed out until—

the sound of an arrow and a scream erupted.

“lad!?” the older man yanked the reins of his horse as the young soldier’s shoulder was struck by an arrow. your eyes widened as you too had stopped abruptly, making your mare shriek. the young lad yelled as he held the arrow, blood marking the cloth on his shoulder. you held in your breath as the rustle in the bushes grew louder, the older knight shouted at you to stay put as the young lad frantically tried to pry off the arrow. you grimaced, noting as the older man had gone off his horse as the sound of two or three men shouting came in. bandits.

“keep the lady safe!” the older one shouted, wielding out his sword as the young one nodded, grimacing as he threw the bloodied arrow away. you got off your mare, holding her reins as you tried to back away seeing as the older one fended himself as those three bandits started to clash their swords with him. you held your breath, seeing as your two soldiers tried to fend off the scums. the older soldier managed to slice off one, hitting him in the chest, the young one though had trouble swinging his right arm due to the shoulder wound. the archer had a good eye aiming for his weak spots, you stood silent, backing away slowly as you can hear the young soldier struggle as he was repeatedly being clashed. you couldn’t look, knowing well one out of two are wounded, three being in the lead of the fight. you heard it, the sound of flesh being sliced, the blood curling scream of the young soldier.

“fuck!” the older one grunted as the bandits started to swarm on him now, you gasped as you shakily looked to the older soldier as he locked eyes with you, the undoubtedly familiar glint he wasn’t going to survive this and neither can you. in both of your dismay, one bandit seem to notice you as he smirked darkly, stalking towards you hopped on your horse. turning around to see from the back of the road, a few number of bandits on guard. they had this planned.

“run, m’lady. run!” the older soldier shouted after being pushed to the ground. you didn’t think twice, racing your horse into the woods, you huffed hearing as the bandits shouted to chase after you. your mare shrieked as you guided yourself from hitting the trees passing your way. if one thing you were good at, was horseback, you rode into the snowy woods, not turning around as you feared they’d catch up. you almost saw a opening on the other side, leading to another road making your heart skip a beat.

“there’s the pretty lady!” you heard from behind, making your heart thump in fear as you rode faster. the snow was thick, your horse was having trouble guiding itself in the obstacles and you were in the verge of tears.

“she’ll be a pretty ransom. won’t she, boys?” suddenly, your horse shrieked loudly making the both of you stumble upon a log. you yelped, landing on the snow as your horse was struck on the it’s hind leg with the same arrow. you grunted in pain, picking yourself up as your horse ran away making you tremble as you stood up and ran for it. fuck!

“fucking heels.” you gritted your teeth, bunching your dress up to run. you huffed, the tiredness getting to you. the overwhelming heat your body was producing due to the layers you have making it all exhausting to run. tears pooled in your eyes as you couldn’t take it anymore, your knees gave up, legs wobbly underneath the furs and silken dress as you hid yourself behind a large tree. your breaths were uneven, you clamp a hand over your mouth to silence the heavy breathing as you prayed to the old and new gods for safety.

“where’s the fucking bitch? sneaky one, i tell ‘ya.” heavy footsteps were heard, the sound of snow scrunching made you shiver. fear coursing through your head. each step came closer and closer and you had to bolt somehow. you glance frantically, grabbing a large rock, the same crunch of the snow neared your side. you braced yourself, waiting with a cold breath as the shadow loomed over you.

“i think—“ before the bandit could even glance at you, you jabbed the rock between his eyes as he let out a guttural screech of pain as blood drip down his face from the impact. you drop the rock, running to the other side yet was stopped as a hand harshly grabbed your arm turning you around as you were caged between the body of one man. a dagger pointed directly up your throat, you froze, your breaths labored as the two men laughed as the other nursed his injured forehead and nose.

“fucking whore broke my nose!” he roared.

“let me go!” you yelled, wiggling in the grasp. sobbing as you were defenseless with no other weapon. the man held the blade tightly up your throat, signaling you to shut up as you cried pathetically.

“caught a posh little lamb. and a beauty as well.” one bandit commented looking at your figure from up and down. you gulped, a uneasy feeling in your stomach.

you begged. “please, i have coin. if you want—“

“say your daddy might pay for you? or we can sell you into a whorehouse with that face of yours or we could keep ‘ya.” the man laughed as you shook your head, lips trembling, tears staining your cheeks as you pleaded.

“p-please.” you sobbed, the other man’s grasp around making you want to puke. you’ll die, here and now. or even worse what ever they can think to do to you.

“take her to the wagon.” the man commanded the one holding you. your eyes widened as you yelled for them to stop as they started moving.

“let me go!” you shouted furiously. the man behind you glared as he forcefully tried to carry you.

“shut up—“

“what’s going on here?” another voice interrupted as all heads turned. your breath seized, a surge of hope erupted in your veins as you looked up to see the familiar black armor of a winterfell soldier. your eyes were desperate, the young soldier seemed to observe the situation first as he met your eyes. big brown eyes laced with suspicion stared at you as you struggled in the death grip. something clicked in his gaze. your lips trembled as you wanted to shout but knowing the man behind you would cut your throat if you ever did.

“nothing at all. why don’t you fuck off, eh?” the bandit scoffed as the young winterfell soldier momentarily held your gaze before turning to the man. hand resting upon his sword.

“seems like there’s something. let the lady go.” he commanded, gesturing to you. “i can pay you lots and fuck off as well, ey? let the lady go.” his voice dropped, noting he was serious.

the bandits laughed as their leader shake his head. fishing out a dagger as he grinned widely towards the young soldier. “you’re just some winterfell foot soldier, might as well cut you up and be with it.”

“please.” you uttered weakly to the soldier. he nodded, as the two bandits started rounding up on him. you closed your eyes, not wanting to see it. your two soldiers were dead just by those men, what more of a young soldier? you can hear the clashes, tears drip down your cheeks as the man behind you gripped you tighter, a blood curling scream echoed the snowy forest and you grimaced hearing the sound of flesh being ripped.

“fuck me. h-he’s killed them!” the man behind you uttered nervously. confused, you looked up, seeing the winterfell soldier drove the tip of his sword to the neck of the kneeling bandit. blood coating his sword, no trace of any blood. the other one was laying on the snow, face front, crimson painting the white ground as you let out a sigh of relief. you looked to the young soldier as he pulled his sword out to stalk towards you and the remaining bandit, clear intent to slash the man behind you. the harsh grip lessened as you managed to free yourself from the grasp of the man before the he came sprinting away with trembling curses. going back into the other part of the woods, you huffed, watching him cowardly run off, your attention now to the rip of your stupid dress.

“this damn dress!” you annoyingly sighed, holding yourself upon the bark of the tree, knees almost giving out as you tried to stand still but you wobbled, feeling the aftermath when you had fallen off your mare and the fatigue.

“are you alright, m’lady?” the voice of the winterfell soldier made you turn around as he worriedly checked on you. you blushed as you were met with these gorgeous brown eyes as he asked again. “can you walk?”

you dumbly stared upon him, the adrenaline still coursing in your veins as you licked your chapped lips. embarrassed at most parts but grateful he had saved you. he was handsome, you noted, cheeks flushed red, doe eyes laced with worrisome, broad nose and defined jaw, brown curls you could see from the helm he was wearing. a stature of a man who trained everyday, tall and well-built even if he was in armor. a handsome soldier. you realized the minor silence as you stuttered out, glowing knowing you had just found the man who saved you attractive.

“i-i’m alright. just tired of r-running.” you weakly said, still scared what just happened to you. your horse was gone and here you are, blushing at a mere winterfell soldier. “and thank you so much for saving me...?”

“a-ah, koner, m’lady.” he bowed as he smiled at you. your stomach churn with that fluttery feeling. “i was nearby and saw a white mare by the road. is it perhaps yours?”

“thank you, koner.” you smiled using his name and nodded. “and yes, it is. is she…?”

“injured, but i’ve got her. bloody arrow on her leg, i pulled it out and patched her up.” he chuckled awkwardly. you nodded shyly as you tried to take a step forward yet stumbled a bit as your vision went a bit blurry. you shivered as suddenly a big warmth envelop your body, an arm wrapped around your back as you stuttered out an apology for being clumsy. you looked upon koner who was still had a worried expression plastered across his face. how cute.

“i-i apologize. i’m not used to this.” you trembled as koner helped you stay upright. your hands on his plated chest to keep you steady. normally, you never had been this close to a man before, let alone a soldier but something about his gentle grip around you made your heart thump faster than ever but the voice inside your head said otherwise. this is wrong.

“it’s no worries. let me help you.” he whispered, the closeness overwhelming your senses as his hand squeezed the side of your waist, bundle of nerves tickling you there. “can i?”

you stammered. “i— yes. you can, o-oh!”

your eyes widened as you were hoisted up in his arms. both of his strong arms carrying you like a princess. your face went warm, your gloved hands encircled his neck as koner didn’t budge a bit making you feel rather worried if you were too heavy for him.

“you could’ve just help me walk there.” you muttered shyly as he walked the two of you up the trees, back to the other road. koner let out a chuckle as he shook his head. never in his life did he get to a carry a pretty lady in his arms but now, he might have hit jackpot for carrying a pretty noble lady this day. he had been riding nearby, bored out of his wits as to why he gotten too far. the woods were fairly quiet in this part as he had always ridden through here since he was a lad. yet the white mare running out of nowhere made him curious seeing it out of the blue. and the muffled screams of your pleas done it for him. you were lucky, if he weren’t there then things would’ve gotten worser.

and gods, you were beautiful. he recognizes you fairly, he knows you’re from a minor house close ties with house stark, he doesn’t remember much but he surely remembers seeing you and sansa back in the days when you were still little ladies and him, helping his mother in the kitchen while carrying a sack of potatoes. and now, a fluttery feeling arose in his chest seeing you slyly nuzzle yourself in his chest, the warmth he was emitting too comfortable for you not to bask in.

“your knees gave out and you’re struggling to walk with your heavy dress. this is fine, m’lady.” he commented as you glared at him. the shyness still in you as you looked away. koner hid a smile, navigating out from the trees to now an open snowy dirt road wherein your mare was waiting patiently alongside a black horse, his you assumed.

“i think i can walk n-now. thank you again, koner.” you stuttered, the cold still bothering you. he shook his head again, noticing how shyly stubborn you are.

“nonsense. you’ll be riding with me on my steed, m’lady. your horse is injured and i can’t have you navigating on your own.” he declared, setting you down in front of his horse. you couldn’t say anything else other than be grateful he was helping you. you nodded as he helped you up his horse. hands grasping the side of your waists so gentle, you couldn’t help but feel flustered again. you sat perfectly on the saddle, adjusting yourself as you watch him tend to your mare. making sure she’ll follow the both of you.

“you’re a winterfell soldier? are you perhaps riding back to winterfell? ” you asked as he finally seated himself behind you.

“sworn to house stark, m’lady. and yes, i am.” he replied as he leaned forward to grab the reins. you felt fluttery again, his plated chest brushing against your back and the heat of his gentle breath brushing against your ear as he pulled back, making you gulp.

“you have my biggest thanks, koner.” you said with much gratitude.

“just being a good soldier, m’lady.” he chuckled behind you. you could feel him pull the reins as his horse started walking to the direction ahead. you sighed blissfully, feeling worn out and tired. you hadn’t planned running into the fucking woods with bandits chasing you and a handsome soldier coming into your rescue, it’d be one hell of a tale you could tell sansa about. your father on the other hand might scream his head off telling you he was right to give you a carriage ride.

“if i may ask, m’lady. what were you doing in the woods?” koner grunted from behind. you stiffened, shrugging.

“ambushed while riding to winterfell. i hadn’t expected bandits in this side of the road. my two men were dead already and i just ran for it.” you explained, letting out a shaky sigh.

koner blinked. “to winterfell you were heading?”

“i’m just visiting.” you smiled, looking back at him. “i promised your queen to visit her once in a while. i haven’t been there since forever.” you sadly added, koner seemed to grasp your meaning. he nodded, eyes focusing on the road.

“and you?” you boldly asked, eyeing him. “what are you doing here? outside of winterfell?”

“what’s there to know for a mere soldier, m’lady?” he chuckled.

“plenty.” you grinned, your back brushing against his chest. “soldiers have interesting tales to tell and stories to spew. other than battle or wars or such.”

“i’m afraid i lack those qualities.” he countered as you shook your head.

“there’s no harm to tell me who you are, koner.” you assured. “out here, i’m not a lady of my house for once.” you added shyly, it was good to ride alone without the same old conversation you’d hear from your family’s lips. the reminder of duty, the etiquette and all other shit you were raised to do. all complete bullshit.

“you are still a lady to me.” he softly said, looking at you as he gave in. “i got tired of guard duty, wanted to ride outside of the walls for once. and maybe save some pretty lady from bandits.”

pretty. your cheeks warmth as you looked back to the road as you muttered at his tease. “you expected so?”

“my expectations were satisfied to say, m’lady.” he whispered, tone lower than he intended. every step of the horse had you two gently brushing against each other, koner seemed to enjoy the shyness you radiated as he held back a smile.

“please.” you leaned back a bit as you met his eyes again with a fluttery heart, wanting him to use your name than just some title. “y-y/n will do just fine.”

he blinked, looking at your eyes then to your slightly ajar lips. a little pouty and wet, he gulped, staring at them. blood rushed through his veins then down to his trousers as he blushed at the obscure thought. it was such a danger how close you are to him when he can smell the scented fragrant oils you wore were making him dizzy. all innocent, pure, is what he can describe the look on your face and he felt ashamed the way he was thinking about you now.

he yearned yet reality reminded him, what would a lady like you be with a man like him? a young soldier, who grew up in a barn, knowing nothing to please a woman or even court a woman like you. it’s forbidden, he reminded himself as he ignored the thump of his heart and the uneasiness down his trousers.

“then lady y/n it is.” he teased, snapping out of his thoughts as you frowned at him cutely.

“i suppose that’ll work.” you mumbled at him as he let out a small laugh. half of the ride consisted mostly of your conversation with koner. you liked him, the way he just seemingly comforted you. talks that held no restraints, no lies or deceits. it felt oddly good how you seemed to slowly know him, he got comfortable telling he grew up in winterfell for most of his life. his mother was a cook serving under house stark and his father was a soldier as well. he had siblings, all of them still young and he was the oldest, helping his family whatever he can do. and you, spewing some stories about your time with your own family.

“night’s nearing.” he gazed upon the horizon, the snow still falling from the sky. as he huffed out, a smoke clouding his face. you seem to glimpse a warm light nearing, craning your neck to see it clearly.

“that should be an tavern.” you pointed.

“if we continue to winterfell now, i don’t think it’ll be safe to go against a snowstorm.” he says, seeing as the clouds form above. “we’ll settle by the inn?” he nods towards the warming light amidst the snow. the sound of men laughing faint in the distance.

“that’s for the best, we can ride by morning.” you agreed as he directed the horses to there. the wind getting stronger and the coldness of the nearing night making you shiver. you drap your fur cloak tighter against your body, subtle warmth koner was emitting helping a bit as you can hear the loud chorus of men laughing and talking.

“seems like a merry night.” he chuckled as he stopped the horse, getting off as you patiently waited for him to guide your injured mare to one of the inn’s stable boys who gladly took her in. the inn was big, must have been a spot for frequent travelers. koner turned his attention to you, grasping your waist again as he helped you get off the horse.

“easy, love.” he muttered, standing in front of him. you thanked him as he guided you to the tavern’s door. you were met with the inn’s warmth, the heat of the lit fireplace setting a cozy ambiance as several men and women were drinking inside. koner stood beside you as his hand brushed against your back, guiding you two in a vacant seat. you pried off your cloak, setting the fur beside you as koner sat in front, his helmet placed neatly on the table. his set of dark locks were displayed as you glanced at him noticing the way he was observing the busy tavern.

“you two together?” a cheery voice interrupted the silence as you looked up to see a bar maiden.

“ah, yes. any rooms left for the lady?” he asked, gesturing to you.

“got one more room vacant, lad.”

“no other rooms for him?” you raised a brow as koner flushed embarrassed you were going to pay a room for him.

“i’ll be sleeping at the stables—“

“nonsense. let me repay you.” you urged, fishing out the pocket of coins in your cloak. koner was about to protest but you shushed him with a solemn look. “it’s the least i can do.”

“thank you.” koner nodded, his chest fluttered at your kindness as he looked away. feeling flustered as the woman in front of you smiled.

“i’m afraid we’re almost booked full, m’lady. as i said, i got one room vacant left.” the bar maiden offered. “but there’s no harm in sharing, you two are together, right?” your eyes widened slightly as the woman smiled at the two of you. koner seemed awkward knowing what the lady is truly implying.

“we’re not—“ you blushed yet held yourself back. “the room is fine. i-i suppose that’ll do.” you stammered as the bar maiden nodded as you handed her the coin pouch. “and a bath please. for both of us. and whatever stew you have and your finest ale.”

“yes, m’lady.” the woman scurried off, leaving a trail of awkwardness behind as you looked over to koner. you cleared your throat, the loud thump of your heart not stopping as he let out a chuckle.

“have you been here before?” you broke the awkwardness, glancing at the whole tavern. different faces of soldiers, travelers and even a few drunks roamed it.

“a few times.” koner leaned back, getting comfortable. “been here to get drunk.”

“this far from winterfell to get drunk?” you laughed.

“they got the best ale.” he shrugged, smiling. “and the best place to pass out drunk.”

“you men and your drinking.” you shook your head, a smile still on your lips as you removed your gloves. you sighed blissfully, the day getting to you.

koner grinned. “it’s a great way to pass time. to drink and wake up feeling fucked while still young. father’s always getting yelled at for getting drunk so i’m savoring the time i don’t become like him.”

“you don’t have a woman? or anyone?” you asked with faint disbelief and relief at the same time. he was attractive, surely he had someone.

he snorted. “i don’t. and i haven’t found one yet.” he claimed, keeping it vague knowing no one really batted an eye to him. at least that’s what he believes.

“i find that hard to believe.” you confessed as his cheeks turned a faint shade of red.

“really?” he squinted at you, crossing his arms to hear your explanation. he felt smug all of the sudden, he could see it, the subtle glow behind your eyes as you blushed at him. you were so obvious it was cute to witness.

“yes. y-you have the looks and you’re a gentleman, who wouldn’t?” i would. koner’s grin went wider as you looked away from his eyes, he smirked, liking the way you suddenly went back to being shy. he bit his lip, a sudden pride overwhelming him, he wasn’t sure, you were a lady from a noble house. you must be someone’s wife or what.

“and you, m’lady? are you wedded?” he asked as you met his eyes again. you shook your head, the idea of marriage still a thorn to you. you could faintly hear your mother’s nagging words that a woman’s job was to be a wife.

“no. i’m not. thankfully.” you joked as something clicked on koner’s expression. “father always wanted me to be wedded quickly. he said i have to find the right one. or they would.”

“and you haven’t been with any man?” he boldly asked, looking from your eyes to your lips. a sudden heat he felt as you sat still staring at him. usually, he knew ladies unwedded like you were prohibited to bed a man or anyone, unless you are married and to be only consummated at your wedding night. but you looked the type to listen to that idiotic rule. he mindlessly thought about it, just soft and innocent, those lips he guessed weren’t kissed just yet. roaming questions circled his mind, all thinking if you even ever had been with someone.

“yes.” you whispered softly, suddenly feeling on edge at the lack of experience you have. “is that bad?”

well, fuck. “not at all, m’lady. it’s good to be finding the right one like your father said.” he gulped a large lump in his throat. pupils dilated, you were struck with silence as you breathed out, fiddling the exterior of your dress underneath the table as you nodded.

“but do you?”

koner’s eyes trailed to yours, confused a bit at your question. “do i what?”

“do you b-believe i’ll find the right one now?” you held your gaze.

“in a tavern filled with drunkards and filthy men?” he laughed. “you should be finding ‘em in some posh place. like a fucking feast or ball.”

“i think not all in this tavern are drunkards i’d be searching for, koner.” you giggled, looking around to see he was correct. he sat quiet, his mind gearing as he processed your words as a stutter escaped his lips, the tips of his ears red. it couldn’t be—

“m’lady, the room’s ready. i’ve brought up a hot bath and gave you two our finest ale and stew.” the same lady came back with a grin. you thanked her, standing up from your seat as you turned to koner who put on a small smile for the woman yet shyly looked to you.

“i’ll stay here for a while.” koner smiled as you nodded yet felt a little disappointed he wasn’t coming with you up the room. with one final look, you were guided by the bar maiden as koner watched afar to see your figure go up the stairs. he sighed to himself, he felt giddy all of the sudden. like a young boy again with a massive crush and a raging erection hidden underneath his trousers. you were too soft, and so oblivious what you were doing, the way your eyes turned doe at the moment, an ambrosia he could not explain. a dangerous one.

shit. he needed ale. or something stronger, just to clear his head out. standing up, he stalks over to the bar, fishing a coin out as the bartender nodded at him.

“one pint.” he muttered, placing the coin in front of the old man.

“your woman, lad?” the man asked, placing the ale in front him, gesturing about you as koner took a sip as he shrugged.

“nah. just saved her from bandits.” he replied, the sweet ale covering his taste buds, still the thought of you running in his mind.

the man scoffed. “well, fuck me. you sure ‘s not your woman? or are my shitty eyes deceiving me?”

“what the fuck do you mean?” koner grunted, leaning against the bar as the old man smirked at him.

“all i’m saying, boy, is that if it ain’t your woman yet then you best be quick to swoo her, ey? took years behind the bar to not see it and not every soldier gets to fuck a lady.”

“she’s not just some fucking whore, old man.” koner glared at him as the bartender laughed.

“whatever you say. but those eyes of hers tells me otherwise.” the man shook his head. cleaning the space in front of him with a cloth. koner gulped his ale, an uneasiness from the man’s words, realizing he was contemplating. no. he couldn’t and he shouldn’t, you’re a lady he saved and by the seven gods, you barely knew him. and he barely knew you. you were just this pretty girl, too pretty for him. but that made it all so exciting for him. he knows, he surely knows there was something else between the two of you.

fuck it. he thinks, the last drops of ale he gulped as he slammed the wooden pint down with a thud. a tingly sensation surged through his veins, the strain in his pants overwhelming as a boost courage bloomed in his chest. he wiped his lips, glancing up to the stairs as he finally made the decision to follow you up. hoping this wouldn’t go bad.

“there you are, lad!” the same bar maiden met him by the top of the stairs. she was holding a bucket as she patted his shoulder with much glee. “room’s ready, it’s down the hallway! i say, your lady isn’t looking good right now. probably tired. best check up on her though.”

“is she ill?” koner questioned, suddenly worried. the bar maiden shrugged, cheekily passing by him as koner was left to wonder worriedly about you as he stalked over to the room.

•••

you leaned your head back on the wooden tub. the warm water kissed your tired skin as you sighed blissfully. the room was fairly big enough, the bed was fine and clean. you liked it, it felt more cozier than ever as the night settled in, the dim lights of the candles illuminating the dark room making it all warm. the floral notes hit your nose as you breathed in slowly. the bath wasn’t necessarily clearing your frantic mind, though it helped you relax a bit as you felt your body feel all tingly again at the thought of koner.

he’s a stranger. you repeated in your mind, knowing well the beat of your heart was saying otherwise. and the sensation below another embarrassing thing you felt. practically you were gawking at him every chance you get. you pursed your lip, a nagging feeling you felt as you couldn’t help yourself yearn for him. you’ve heard some stories from maids or even noble ladies about their nights with men. scandalous to say but your curiosity was at the best. was he like them?

you blushed furiously, it felt like your head was about to explode at the heat of your cheeks accompanied with the warm water. i’m just tired, you mercifully thought to yourself, yet your thighs rubbed together unconsciously, expecting, waiting for him to come up this instant. you know those subtle looks, witnessing the time sansa had been looking at joffrey back then. you were no stranger to it, you just didn’t have the courage now to act upon it without feeling guilty. you grumbled, annoyed, the itch fluttering in your stomach a irk you cannot stop. dammit. the sudden creak of the door gathering your attention quickly as your eyes widen before you could ask who it is.

“the lady told me you weren’t feeling well, oh—“ koner paused his steps getting in the room. he was met with another one of his foolery to not knock first, the redness in his cheeks glowed, not just from the alcohol as he stared at your bewildered expression. you, still in the tub, naked, he stammered as he felt himself feel a bit dizzy. either from the ale or his running emotions. maybe both.

you tried to cover yourself as he looked away. you suddenly wanted to laugh seeing him all so shy as you called him out. “koner. i-i’m alright?” you let out a breathy laugh.

“i-i apologize, m’lady. i should head back out—“

“n-no!” you stopped him, turning your body to face him, hiding slyly behind the tub. “i’m done with my bath, j-just wait for me on the bed. this room is yours as is mine, make yourself comfortable.” you reminded him.

“i— of course. thank you.” he nodded, still looking away from you as he set his helm on the table and sat awkwardly on the bed. you stood up, water splashing down. your body dripped wet as you carefully walked towards where the white dress gown was, a courtesy from the woman earlier telling you sleeping in your silken dress was uncomfortable to be in. koner nervously pried his gloves off and the rest of his sturdy armor. his black cloak was folded perfectly as he didn’t want to turn around yet knowing well he caught a glimpse of you naked. it made his brain chummy, the tension in his trousers a mad mess as he looked down to see a tent forming.

“i-i’m done. you can look.” oh, gods. he wanted to punch himself for reeling in at the softness of your tone. you were oblivious to see his fiddles as he stood up from the bed. you were met with the sight of him in his trousers and a cotton tunic on. your eyes greedily took in the exposed pale skin of his neck and collarbone, his arms flexed a bit as your mouth felt dry as you composed yourself. you smiled at him as he smiled back.

“the stew and ale is on the table. help yourself.” you added as he stood before you, the shyness suddenly creeping in again. “a-and i can call the nice lady for your bath, if you’d like—“

“i appreciate it, m’lady. you’ve done enough.” he sincerely said, holding himself back to kiss you right here and now.

you smiled sweetly, still not glancing up to his eyes. “it’s no problem. i owe you for saving my life.” you declared. “a-and like i said, my name will do just fine, koner.”

koner didn’t seem to listen as he was too captivated by your beauty. you looked good, too good in that nightgown. and you smelled divine, like flowers in the summer. the heavy scent flooding his nostrils, making him breathe slowly, trying to compose himself, wanting still to be a gentleman. you suddenly felt nervous, you looked upon him, he was quiet, yet the look on his face darken as you wanted his attention.

•••

“k-koner?”

“you’re very pretty.” he breathed out, finally the courage in him arising. confused if it was the alcohol in his system or that he’s just idiotically set on to woo you, a noble lady he saved from the woods. you were stunned, the sudden compliment making you shy away. the thump of your heart racing again. “i mean it.”

“y-you’ve said that countless times, koner.”

“and i won’t stop saying it.” he proclaimed, eyes shifting to your lips again. “you’re beautiful. too beautiful in this dress—”

“stop it.” your cheeks heated as you wanted to hide your face. “s-stop it with that.”

“have i upset you?” koner suddenly asked, stepping forward. the distance between you two minimal, like a few moments ago, on horseback. your back brushing against his chest.

“n-no, it’s not that.” you gazed upon him, feeling your stomach do flips again. “there’s so much you’re doing, i can’t help but f-feel…”

“feel?” koner urged, waiting impatiently as he stared down on your lips. desperate he is as you are as well. the fan of his breath tickled your nose, was this it? this moment all women were gossiping for, that heat in their core, that sudden addicting yearn you swore you never would feel. but here he was, standing in front of you, waiting respectfully as you couldn’t say it making him feel like he was too pushy now. remembering his place as a soldier.

“i-i apologize.” koner muttered, feeling rejected, no other response was made but you panicked, grabbing him the collar of his tunic to pull him in to lock your lips. the only thing you could do than spew words how much you want him.

koner froze, soft lips envelop his. the same lips he’d been pinning on, he could almost laugh at himself yet he reciprocated it with fervor he’d been holding in. you were adorable, moaning softly on his mouth, inexperienced what to do other than enjoy it. you grasp his tunic, eyes shut closed as his hands grasped your waist. circling half moons, teasing you as you gasped, he smirked, sliding his tongue in your mouth. messy, wet, warm in the inside, you feel so dizzy you were whining in his mouth as koner felt cocky you were writhing in his touch.

“you aren’t good at hiding your emotions, m’lady.” he mumbled against your lips, smirking. you pouted, making him laugh. “all that staring, and you think i wouldn’t know?”

“s-says the man who’s been hiding what’s underneath his trousers.” you countered, making you grin as his eyes widened. he pressed himself against you, you could feel him, clothed clock grinding itself on your stomach. he groaned, the friction a relief as he kissed you again, guiding your body to the bed as he towered before you.

his lips trailed down to your jaw, nipping each skin his lips could brush against as he peppered kisses on your neck. you exhaled, tangling your hands in the small ruffles of his curly hair, your thighs rubbed against each other, the known stickiness you felt dampening. this felt right, it felt good, so this is what the maids felt? you didn’t know but you knew the main part was man’s cock, you bit your lip, you already felt him. and he felt big.

“can i take this off?” he muttered against your neck, one hand grasping your dress and the other holding himself up above you. you bit your lip, his fingers teasing the ruffle of the nightgown as you nodded. in one swift movement, your dress was pulled down to your feet as he sat back to toss it on the floor. the cool air hit your skin, making you shiver, still a bit damp from your bath. you felt rather shy as you watch him gawk, muttering curses to himself as you giggled.

gods, he was about to burst seeing you bare and free before him. he crawled back to you, continuing his trail of kisses until one of your breasts were on his lips as he sucked the erect nipple making you squeal as he smirked. “such a beauty.”

he nipped, sucked, fondled the other one with his large hand. you let out a tiny moan, watching him suck on your breasts, he turned to the other one, eyeing you as he sucked again. harsher this time as you keened at it. liking the way his tongue lapped against your areola, this new sensation a wonder for you. koner loved it, love the way your tits felt, so plump and soft in his hold. but as much as he liked it, he trailed down, kissing the belly of your stomach as he shifted himself to be seated again. liking the way you were already trying to relieve tension between your legs.

“it feels f-funny down there.” you whined, your thighs clamped together, he could see your pussy on display as he licked his lips.

“what feels funny, my love?” he asked, hands grasping your thighs to pry you open. my love. your heart flutters uncontrollably, you whimpered, your hand gliding down to point at your weeping cunt.

“i-i don’t know what to do with this, koner. please…” you begged, the heat of your cunt overwhelming since the moment you met him. you really didn’t know what to do or how to relieve it.

“shh.” he shushed you as he gently parted your legs open. “i-i’ll help you. i’ll make it feel better and you’ll feel so good when i’m done with you.” he promised, you nodded frantically, relaxing a bit as you bended your knees. koner smirked, diving down to take a closer look at your unsoiled virgin cunt.

“such a pretty cunt, ey?” he whispered, kissing your thigh as you whimpered his name again.

“all for me.” he growled, the scent of your wetness making him hungry. he lapped right away, he wasn’t sure if he was doing this right but he just went with the flow, following his mind on what to do. he suckled on your bean, earning a grind on his face as he immediately suckled again as you gasped. grasping his hair tight as koner continued to brutally suck your clit.

“k-koner!” you moaned out as he turned his tongue to your opening. wetness dripping as he lapped it. licking up as he tongue-fucked you, the taste of your virgin pussy sweet and tart, so addicting, wanting more than to spend time eating your cunt out if he had the chance. he was welcomed with the plush of your thighs clamping on his face, muffling your whimpers and moans. felt like he was sent to the skies, back to the gods, died peacefully with pussy in his mouth.

“ ‘s too much!” you gasped out as he ignored you, sucking harshly, licking ferociously as his nose nudged your clit. you felt a knot forming deep within your core, like something tight was about to explode. you felt confused, scared even to this new feeling as you desperately tried to tell koner you felt like something was coming out of you. though it felt good, so good that your hips mindlessly grind against his handsome face.

“by the gods—“ you mewled, chasing that high as your orgasm struck you hard. koner lapped it up, feeling your core tighten as smothered his lips on your dripping cunt. your essence dripping down his chin. you fell limp, legs trembling a bit, koner manage to get his face off your cunt as he licked his lips. suddenly more tipsy than ever. the best he had ever tasted than the sweet ale he had drunk. heaven on his lips. he didn’t deserve this. you hazily looked up, seeing his mouth wet with your juices, a feral look on his face that had your heart jump out of your chest.

“feel better, my love?” he asked, panting slightly, wiping his mouth as you nodded gratefully. you beckoned him, wanting him to be near you, touching you again.

“take off your t-tunic, please.” you pleaded as he nodded, shrugging off the garment to the side. you admired him, heat coiling again in your core, taking in the sight of him shirtless. pale skin, lean stomach, a couple of battle scars there but still utterly beautiful to see. he was fit, his arms were a bit bulky, v-line sharp and oh, his cock was screaming to get out of his wool trousers.

“w-what about you?” you whispered as you glanced down to the bulge. he shuddered suddenly, embarrassed as he hovered above you to peck your lips. nose brushing against yours, smile evident as you were too.

“i’m alright.” he kissed the apple of your cheek. you smiled at him yet shook your head, still a bit in a stupor, you captured his lips again, this time a bit confident as you wrapped your legs around his tiny waist. you wanted him, all of him, this instant. you had enough of imagining, even if you just met him a while ago. shame was out of your head as your hands glided down his chest, to the hem of his wool trousers, ready to pull it down. yet koner gasped as your tiny hands tried to push it down making him flush furiously. his cock still hard.

“m-m’lady, are you sure?” he stared in your eyes, brown eyes dilated as he had to make sure if you wanted this. once you bed him, it’ll be over if you were to be wedded, you were young, a young noble lady that was still pure in your family’s eyes. now only to be spoiled by some foot soldier. he was panicking, worried for you and this moment that would damage your own being. you had to think carefully. even though it’ll hurt him a bit. but he wanted you so badly.

“koner.” you stared at him dumbly, seeing his worried expression. suddenly the racing thoughts of your own duty in your mind, your family. you were giving away one important asset, your own virginity, but…

damn them all.

“n-no. i want this. i want y-you. and i am certain i want you.” you strongly declared, koner’s expression seem to soften at your words. you want him? by the gods, him? he let out a airy chuckle, the room suddenly too warm as he kissed you again, this time slow and passionate as he wanted this to be special.

“what did i do to have you, m’lady?” he murmured, hands touching your soft skin again. you hummed, smiling against his lips, he was so cute.

“for one, saving me from bandits.” you giggled as he rolled his eyes, pressing his hips now on your bare cunt. his clothed erection grinding carefully, you let out a tiny moan as you felt him. desperate to feel him inside. koner was a patient man, yet this time patience wasn’t in him as he pulled himself off for a moment to fumble with trousers.

“aye.” he agreed as he smirked. “a pretty damsel in distress, ey?”

“and saved by a handsome soldier, yes, i’d say this is one good tale to t-tell.” you grinned as he tossed away the piece of fabric, revealing himself. your eyes trained down to his bare cock. you blushed, studying it, the tip was flushed red as it stood proud and large before you. was this your doing? you blushed again, knowing nothing how to please that.

“c’mere, m’lady.” he beckoned as you pouted at him at the title.

“p-please, just my name.” you pleaded, making eyes at him. he growled, grabbing your legs as you squealed at his manhandling. your legs were open again as he positioned himself between them. you let out a exhale, feeling the tip of his fat cock brush against your wet clit making you shiver with the thought of it inside of you. the act felt intimate somehow, how close he is to you, hovering above you with sweat beading his forehead. a look on his face with lust and adoration mixed in.

“y/n.” he breathed out, resting his forehead against yours, breaths mingling, hearts thumping at the same time, the candles burning amidst the vehement stare both of you would not want to look away from each other’s eyes. your name was stars above the night sky in his voice, you felt yourself melting beneath him, each syllable he had pronounce like a sweet tune you listened that made you want to hear it again and again. maybe even forever.

“i-i want you.” you repeated as you cupped his rosy cheeks, wanting him to stick that in his mind if he ever backs down again. koner felt the familiar fluttery feeling again as he kissed your palm, understanding your words clearly as he aligned himself now.

“slow and steady. it’ll h-hurt for a bit, that’s what i hear them say, bit scary. we can stop if it’s too much, just say the word.” he carefully reminded you.

“all the w-way in?” you gaped as he bashfully nodded pecking your lips, the idea of something inside you so unusual. yet all of that nerve-wracking thoughts were dispelled as he coated the tip of his cock with your slick. you mewled, liking it as he grasped himself fully to push himself inside of you.

“y-y/n. gods, you feel so good.” he groaned, your walls clamped around the head of his leaking dick, he stilled himself, feeling like he was about to burst but he shouldn’t. putting a babe inside of you was a very dangerous thing, though it made his cock harder of the thought of you round and plump with his seed. all pretty, his little pretty wife.

“feels weird.” you whispered as you looked down to where you two were joined as he slowly pushed himself in further. the burn of the stretch was there, you hissed, your walls clenching as he rubbed circles on your waist to help you ease it. so far, it felt snug but a good snug when you felt him twitch. koner let out a strangled moan as he finally sheathed himself in, bottoming in as he shifted his weight on his knees. pulling your legs up to his waist as you were panting at the sudden wave of pleasure from his movements.

he still held in his gaze in your eyes as you held it as well, never breaking. a few moments of breathing and skin flushing with heat had you nodding your head for him to finally move. he kissed you again, sloppily desperate as he rocked his hips making you wrap your arms around his back. you held on as he started grinding in, his cock rubbing your wet cavern as you moaned at it. nudging that spot that made you whimper.

“fucking tight. so tight, y/n.” he praised, your lips too swollen as he nipped the bottom. you keened grinding your hips up for more, too greedy. “ ‘s like you were made for my cock. taking me all in— shit!”

he let out a breathy laugh as he started to thrust firmly. the snap of his hips hard, his balls slapping against your cunt, making this lewd wet sound as his stomach rubbed your swollen clit. you savored it, your name being moaned out as you whined at his cock hitting that spot again. hot flashes of pleasure so good, you didn’t want this to stop.

“is all in there, ey.” one of his large hand splayed over your stomach. knowing his fat cock was plowing in you, feeling a little cocky as you clamped around him again, making him pound a bit harder. “love your little cunt, my love.”

“k-koner!” you gasped as he fucked your pussy faster, the pleasure was too overwhelming as you felt tears stain your eyes at the delicious friction he was giving you. he kissed your skin, nipped and sucked until marks show upon your neck and the flesh of your breasts. claiming you as his, his alone, the one who spoiled you, not giving two shits as well about your family.

he grunted, you mewled, kissing him desperately as you felt the familiar sensation in your stomach, where his cock was hitting you. you lifted your hips as koner felt your walls tighten harsher, gripping his cock as he thrusted in faster than ever. obscene skin slapping filled the room accompanied with your moans of his name and his groans. he twitched, wanting to cum now in your hot womb.

“gonna fill you up nice and tight. g-gonna give you my fucking seed in that virgin cunt of yours.” he dirtily promised as you nodded frantically at the idea of his essence inside you. “i’ll make you mine, ey? gonna knock you up— fucking hells.”

“yes, yes, y-yes. please! want your baby—“ you pleaded kissing his neck. he moaned out, driving himself in and out, pounding in again and again as you tightened, that sweet orgasm striking you hard.

“k-koner— oh!” your eyes rolled back, your hips started as he harshly stilled you with his hands on your waist, fingers digging in your skin as he fucked himself out with your cunt tightening around his cock. he groaned, the sensation of you cumming on his cock the best feeling he has ever felt as you he sheathed himself fully, spurts of his cum painting your walls white.

“fuck me…” he uttered out, stars in his vision as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent as he slumped against your body. gods, was that the best orgasm he had ever experienced. you panted, caressing his back gently as he too was still breathing heavily. like he had just run a mile.

you felt hot inside, his cock was still snug inside of your pussy and his seed felt sticky as it leaked out of your hole a bit. yet, this post-orgasmic sensation was by far the best, felt dreamy and almost relaxing. you felt him slowly regain himself as he adjusted to be hovering above you again. his eyes were blown-out black, lips pouty and red, cheeks rosy and his curls stuck on his forehead. you smiled at him sweetly, brushing the curls off his sweaty forehead as he kissed you briefly. though a mischievous glint in his eyes said otherwise as he pulled back, smirking.

“we’re not done.” he muttered, you clenched again around him as he groaned out. chuckling darkly as you felt his cock start to harden again. you nodded, pecking his lips with a small smile. wanting more to feel his sticky cum fill you up again as you bravely challenged him.

“again, k-koner.”

•••

“a-ah!” you gripped the sheets, face turned to the side as your ass was up in the air, being pounded furiously by the same sweet man behind you. you moaned again, feeling so stuffed with his seed, still he was fucking you again and again.

“gonna cum, y/n.” he grunted, balls slapping against your cunt as his cum drip down your thighs as he eyed it greedily. gripping your ass tight as you tiredly let him fuck you, this position a lot pleasurable as you can feel all of him.

“fill me up, please.” you begged, your cheeks hot and heavy as you braced yourself at his rutting, the feeling so good.

“o-one more, my love. give me one more.” he whispered against your ear as he pressed his chest against your back, kissing your neck as his hand started to rub your clit. you whined, he thrusted again and again as you moaned out his name. hips stuttering, walls clenching, him filling you up with his cum as he groaned out, slumping forward. sweat beaded both of your bodies as he laid down beside you, pulling you to his sweaty chest as your cunt gushed out his milky cum. so perfect.

a comforting silence transpired as you listened to the beat of his heart. koner rubbed your lower back, fingers gliding on your sweaty skin making you shudder. you turned your head up to meet his eyes, seeing him so blissed out and rosy. you grinned, knowing how many times you also made him cum. koner sensed your stare as he looked down, smirking as he pecked your lips and squeezed your bare ass.

“that was w-wonderful.” you manage to blurt out, caressing his chest. shy again even though he had just fucked you so many times and naked in his arms.

“indeed.” he nodded. “they were right though…”

“hm?” you hummed seeing as he let out a airy chuckle.

“my lads told me how fucking was a life-changer. can’t believe i first fucked a beauty like you. a lady.” he shook his head, still in disbelief he had you in his arms. you raised a brow, suddenly blushing as you got the grasp of his words.

“you haven’t as well?” you asked, eyes lighting up as koner nodded.

“you are my first.” he whispered, leaning down to capture your lips in a sweet promising kiss. “and i am to you as well.”

“really?” you laughed.

“it is the truth, my love.” he declared, pulling you closer in his arms as the candles started to flicker off.

“then i am h-honored, koner.” you smiled, feeling giddy as your heart thumped loudly again making you snuggle up against him. “i really like you…” you confessed, feeling a bit drowsy as your eyes started to droop into sleep.

“and i you.” he whispered, kissing the top of your head. he covered your bare bodies with the fur blanket, basking in the wonderful aftermath. he scoffed at himself as you thought about the first time he had met you a while ago, all some coincidence or maybe even fate decided you two were to be bounded together. he glanced sleepily to your warm body, smiling to himself as he felt the sleepiness take him. you two snuggled up against the soft sheets and furs,

in a cold winter night.

and finished, THERE’S STILL PART TWO PPL HEHE 😜

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pollenallergie · 9 months

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I previously discussed Koner going to a brothel to lose his virginity and then immediately falling for you, the whore he loses his virginity to, the minute you say hello to him (like far before he’s even gotten his cock out). He comes to visit you at the brothel all the time. Whatever money he used to spend getting drunk at taverns is now spent on time with you. Whenever he’s tasked with accompanying a noble on their travels so that he can keep them safe, Koner buys little trinkets and gifts for you. They’re not luxurious or extravagant by any means, just moderately priced little bits and bobs that he can actually afford to waste money on.

The first time he ever buys you anything is only a few months after you’d “made him a man” (his words, not mine). Presently, you’re still a mystery to him; he’s only spoken to you twice — only stuck his cock in you twice, as well. So, he has no idea what to get you; he just knows that he wants to get you something while he’s away traveling. His first instinct is to get you something he likes, but, then, he worries that you might not like the same things as him. Instead, Koner opts to get something that he thinks someone more fair and delicate and less labor-hardened might like. (Of course, you’re no stranger to labor; he knows that. However, at least your kind of labor doesn’t leave you with callused hands and achy shoulders). So, Koner gets you some rouge. You’re polite enough when you accept the gift, but even an idiot could tell that you don’t actually like it all that much. So, of course, Koner, an idiot, can tell that you don’t really like it all that much.

That night, after he’s given you your gift and after you’ve pleasured him, Koner pays for more of your time - something he can only afford to do because he’d been paid handsomely for traveling with the noble - so he can talk to you. He learns much more about you that night. He learns that you can read. Of course, you don’t tell him how, where, or when you learned to read. However, you do confess to him that you can read and that you quite enjoy reading, and you even show him the two books that you’ve collected over the years. One is a book on alchemy that a soldier from King’s Landing had given you after you gave him three orgasms in one night. The other, your favorite, is a diary from some noble, not one important enough for it to matter, but one who evidently had the time to write in one. At first, the diary may seem like nothing special, but, you confess to him that it’s your favorite because it talks quite a lot about the noble’s adventures and even includes drawings of the animals and plants he saw on these adventures.

Three days later, even though he hasn’t traveled anywhere, Koner returns with what he hopes will be a better present. In the days between when he’d last seen you and now, he’d been wracking his brain trying to think of something to get you, something to atone for the misguided gift he’d brought you earlier (not that he needed to atone for that, in your eyes). It finally dawned on him what he should get you, what you might enjoy, just yesterday and, today, he’s brought it with him. Koner brandishes it to you nervously, eager for your approval. It’s a rock, not all that special on its own, but because it has the intricately patterned wings and thin body of a beautiful dragonfly carved into it, imprinted through the natural fossilization process. The dragonfly is evidently the kind of creature that would never dare fly so far north, so it’s something new and never before seen for both of you. He’d brought the fossil back with him from Casterly Rock simply because he liked it, but, now, he can’t think of anything he’d rather do with it than give it to you. That night, Koner learns even more about you; he learns what your beautiful face looks like when it lights up with true, pure joy, he learns about your ever-growing rock collection and how you hope to add sea shells to it one day (you’ve never actually seen them in person, but you’ve seen drawings of them in the noble’s diary), and he learns that the fossil he gave you is easily one of the best gifts you’ve ever gotten (with your other favorite gift being the noble’s diary, which had been given to you by the person who taught you how to read).

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lyricswrittenbythesecretdreamer · 2 years

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A Winter’s Tale

After a trying conversation with his partner guard about a beautiful new Lady’s maid, Koner meets the girl and immediately bonds with her over their shared love of dragons.

CW - Female reader, no specific appearance given other than her “beautiful eyes” and the fact that she wears her hair in ‘braids’. Some misogynistic language directed at reader (the words ‘slut’ and ‘whore’) but not by Koner.

(gif originally posted by @historygeekfics )

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Even through his armour, and his North-forged skin, Koner still felt the winter chill in his bones.

It was bleak mid-winter, and he stood guard at the South Gate, waiting for Henk to come and join him from his break. There was a jovial spirit amongst the people of the North - Lady Stark stood at the helm of Winterfell as the Queen in the North while her brother - no, her cousin - lived in Kings Landing as the King Consort of the Dragon Queen.

Koner had never seen a dragon until the battle at the Wall, where he had watched the Stormborn Targaryan take out thousands of wights with one roar from one of her children. He had fallen quite in love with the sight of them, and was sorry to see them leave the North, their dragon-fire lighting up the torches in the turrets as they soared out of Winterfell, carrying the Queen and her new husband on their backs.

His daydreams about the trio of fire-breathing beasts were shaken out of him by the arrival of Henk, who seemed more pleased with himself than usual.

“Guess who I just met.” A challenge, then. It wasn’t unusual for Henk to come back from his break boasting about some higher-up he’d met, once he’d even told Koner he’d met the Lady’s Hound, making a joke about the man not so much clinging to the Queen in the North’s skirts so much as being up them, before another guard gloved him on the back of the head, telling him to not speak of Lady Sansa as such.

And so, Koner did not answer. He didn’t want to give Henk the pleasure.

“Well, if you won’t ask then I’ll tell you.” Here we go. What would it be this time? Maybe he’d actually boast about seeing one of the Starks in person, but then he supposed that Henk would have the foresight to know that Koner would call him out on that sort of lie. “I just met Lady Stark’s newest ladies maid as she was comin’ back from the kitchens.”

Koner raised an eyebrow at this, which Henk took as his allowance to continue with the story.

“She was one of the most prettiest girls I’ve seen in my whole life! The most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. And that's not even the best part!” He wiggled his eyebrows at Koner suggestively. “Don’t you want to hear the best part, eh?” Deep down, Koner knew that he would never shut up until he had finished his story, but he still couldn’t bring himself to answer. The biting cold, alongside Henk’s bragging was starting to give him a headache. “Well, the best part is that she’s one of the those the Dragon Queen left for Lady Stark, which means that she’s got to be one of those Yunkai whores she thought she’d freed!”

“But I thought the Targaryan Queen did free the city of Yunkai?” Koner said dumbly, speaking for the first time since Henk had left to go on his break, which caused a bellowing laugh to come from the other man.

“Ah, my naive young partner,” Henk replied in a condescending manner, “You can never truly free a whore. Especially not once from Yunkai - you do know they’re trained to fuck from the moment they learn to walk?”

Remind me never to leave any bairns with Henk, thought Koner, a disgusted chill colder than the north wind making its way down his spine.

“What, you’re saying that whores like whoring?” He snickered, but Henk just laughed again.

“You ever been to a whorehouse, son?” He asked, and Koner shook his head.

“My mother would-” He started, but Henk almost immediately interrupted him.

“Oh, fuck that mother of yours, son. She’s not your wife, she should let you go to a whorehouse. One of the sluts there might be able to get that massive stick from up your arse!”

“My mother just doesn’t want me to be riddled with the clap, is all.” Muttered Koner.

At his comment, Henk began to chastise him about his views on brothels, a scolding that Koner very quickly zoned out of. He thought of the dragons, and the large fireplace in the servants hall that he liked to sit and read beside. Although he couldn’t read very well, the books he liked had nice pictures of dragons he liked to look at. With the huge fire roaring beside him, he almost felt like he was next to one of the huge beasts in reality.

“...so that’s why I can bet you if you gave that woman enough money, she’d spread her legs faster than Jon Snow left Winterfell when he got a taste of dragon-cunt.”

“What?” Koner fell back into the conversation at the mention of dragons. “I mean, you shouldn’t talk about the Queen that way, or the King Consort.” Feeling like he risked sounding too simpering, he added: “You never know who might be listening.”

“Ah, true. But what I said about the Yunkai whore remains true.” He grinned maliciously at Koner, who shrugged in on himself, uncomfortable.

“Maybe, maybe not. Who knows if she was even a whore? Maybe she was-”

“She came from Yunkai, she’s definitely a whore.”

There was no arguing with Henk when it came to topics like this. Once, he’d sworn that he’d seen a noblewoman bathing in the hot springs and had taken her maidenhood then and there, which was something absolutely no one believed. The only sex Henk had was with whores, whose virgin innocence was long-gone.

“Whatever you say, Henk.” And so, the two stood in silence until two other soldiers came to take their place at the Southern Gate, and they could return to the warmth of the servants hall.

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Like he had dreamed of earlier, Koner found himself eating his broth and bread, and reading his book as close to the fire as he possibly could, to get maximum dragon ambience. The book had been given to him by one of the Queen’s soldiers, who he had grown close to while they had been stationed at Winterfell and who shared his adoration for the creatures, even going as far as teaching him how to read some of the letters so he could make sense of some of the descriptions, but he still got a headache in between mixing up his Ds and Bs.

None of the other servants or guards had ever taken an interest, only to laugh at the thought of some low-born bastard trying to read about dragons. Not until that night.

“Is that a dragon on the page of your book?” He looked up to see a vision in a simple green wool dress, with braids that fell down past her shoulders and to her waist, where a bronze belt with a strange insignia held up a leather pouch.

“Uh - yeah.”

“May I see?” She asked, but Koner could only nod, cursing himself for being so tongue-tied in the face of such a beauty. He held up the book to her, as one might hold up a sword to a much-deserving knight. She took the book from him, and as she did her soft hands brushed against his calloused ones, causing a tingle in his fingers that travelled all the way down to his cock. If this was how he reacted to barely touching a woman, he should probably take Henk’s advice lest he pop a boner whilst getting knighted by Lady Stark.

(That was one of the quiet dreams he had, one that he had never told another soul about lest he be made a mockery of.)

“This is a book from the Queen’s library in Mereen - how did you get it?” It wasn’t an accusation - she didn’t even ask him in an accusatory tone, but the way she looked into his eyes made him feel as if he needed to apologise to her, as if she was the person he had stolen it from.

“Uh, one of the Dragon Queen’s soldiers gave it to me.” She raised a well-plucked eyebrow at him, and he suddenly had the feeling he was talking to someone much above his station. “He didn’t tell me he’d stolen it, I had no idea-” He began to apologise, but found himself interrupted by the woman’s laughter.

“I didn’t think it was stolen, Sir. I just didn’t expect a Stark soldier to have such an interest in a beast from so far beyond his lands.” At her words, he began to protest, but she laughed again, silencing him. “But if you are, perhaps you would like to hear my stories about the dragons I saw on a daily basis back when I lived alongside Queen Danerys?”

Koner’s mouth dropped open, and he shut it quickly, hearing in his head his mother’s warnings of him looking like a dead salmon when he did so.

“Ah, I see your incredibly subtle partner has made my presence known to you before I got the chance.” She got a sad look in her beautiful eyes, which he immediately felt the need to take away.

“Uh - sorry - my partner?” Was this the lass Henk had been blabbering on about? Well, he was certainly correct when he had spoken about her eyes. Koner had never had the chance to bathe in the hot springs - his mother liked to keep his bath water cold as the snow surrounding their cabin, so he could grow up to be a strong, North-hardened soldier for the Starks. He liked to imagine that stepping into a hot spring would be akin to gazing into this woman’s eyes for longer than ten seconds at a time. He was stuck, and couldn’t form words for the fear of having to leave her gaze to think of them.

“Yes, your partner. That soldier that guards the South Gate with you. He met me on the way back from the laundry as I was carrying Lady Sansa’s bedlinens.” Her face was somewhat hopeful, perhaps hopeful that Henk had not told him what he had, but resigned in a way that she knew that he had done so.

“What, Henk?” At his name, her face twitched into more of a frown than it had before. Fuck.

“Yes, that one. He has a rather large beard, I noticed.” She sounded self-conscious now, rather than the spirited person he had met to begin with. Henk needs a fucking battering for this.

“Yes, I’ve told him he could grow a nest of birds in that fucking thing.” He offers a smile, and she reciprocates it, if not slightly weaker. But she was smiling, at least. “I can’t actually remember what he said to me after that - I don’t tend to listen to much that cunt talks about - it’s usually bullshit.”

She tilted her head at his words, causing her braids to shift and reveal a sliver of her neck, the sight of it sending thoughts of what his mouth might do to it running through his head, down his spine and to his cock, which twitched again. Fuck, he really needed to visit a whorehouse if this was what happened when he talked to pretty girls.

“You don’t get bored?”

“Not when I have dragons to think of.” He smiled in reassurance at her, and a weight seemed to lift from her shoulders. She sat down in the seat opposite him, and handed him back his book.

“Hmmm, what story could I tell you?” She pondered, and he sat forward on his haunches to listen.

“Tell me about the first time you saw them!” He begged, and so she began.

“Well, I had just been freed. When the Stormborn arrived, I was locked away so my master wouldn’t have to give me up - he thought he, a well-known, powerful slave owner would get away with hiding slaves.”

She stopped, to check if he was still listening, but Koner only nodded for her to carry on.

“He did not - the Dragon Queen saved me and the others from his clutches and that’s when I first saw them - they were walking behind her, almost like hounds do their master. Except instead of having fur, they had scales and huge wings and fangs.

“I was terrified, of course, but my interest betrayed my fear, and I asked if I could touch them. My interest humoured her, and she took me to Mereen with her, and then to King’s Landing, and then she brought me here, to Winterfell.

“She saw how much I enjoyed the snow - where I grew up it’s so hot and there is sand as far as the eye can see. I don’t like sand. It’s coarse, and rough, and irritating and it gets everywhere. Not like here. Here, the snow is soft and smooth and cold.”

At this, Koner laughed.

“You won’t be saying that when you get frostbite for the first time.”

She shrugged, her lips forming a beautiful pout that Koner desperately wanted to kiss from her face.

“Perhaps. But until then, Winterfell is the most beautiful place I have ever been. Even without dragons. So she let me stay, under the guise of gifting the Queen in the North another Lady’s Maid.” She smiled at him again, a wide smile that nearly knocked him into the fire with how much it made his chest hurt to look at.

“She seems like a very kind lady.”

“She is, Sir.”

“Did you ever get to touch the dragon, then?” He asked, excited again, but she simply laughed at him, and Koner looked up at her with his brown eyes in wonder.

“That is a story for another time, good soldier. I have work to do - I must tend to Lady Stark.” She stood up to go, but before she could, he shot up and grabbed her elbow.

“What is your name, my lady? So I know the name of the woman who told me such a fearsome tale.”

She told him, and he had to repeat it. He had to feel the taste of her name on his tongue, as if it was an expensive sweet he’d been given that he was afraid would be knocked from his mouth cruelly.

“And yours, Sir?”

“Koner, Ma’am. And I am no Ser, just a poor soldier who loves dragons.” He grinned at her, and she gave him another wide smile back, knocking him in the chest again.

“Until we meet again, Koner, the poor soldier.”

***

On his next watch with Henk, he found himself being interrogated by the man who had somehow found out about his conversation with the fair maiden.

“So, did she invite you back to her chambers for a good fucking? Is she truly a Yunkai whore like they say?”

Koner spat on the ground.

“No, she’s a nice girl who told me about the dragons she used to travel with.” He fixed Henk with a glare, which had the older man shrink back. “Don’t go besmirching the poor lass’ name again. She’s not a whore, she’s a good woman.” He would not be telling Henk that his cock felt differently.

Henk only laughed at this, only with less surety than before.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought you were in love with her, Koner.”

Perhaps he was, but that didn’t matter. Men like Koner never ended up married to women like her. No - she’d be married off to some steward and bear beautiful children, and Koner would have to be happy with his left hand, and the stories of the dragons that she left behind with him.

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Hello lovely!🌹 I have a Koner request🤭.

Koner's wife brings up having babies, and Koner absolutely loves the idea of having little mini versions of him and his wife running around the house.💖👶💍

(Also if it's ok...could this tie to your Winter Night's miniseries?💖)

ahh hello !! this is absolutely cute for koner. it can be a part of winter nights hehe. who wouldn’t want to have his babies? 😫

here’s winter nights if y’all haven’t read it yet!!

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the prospect of having a family was close tied with you. having now a husband yourself was the key ingredient to your little desire. of course, back then you despised the idea of getting married then having to be literal broodmare for a random lord. but here you are, free from duty, married to the man you love. free to chose— well mostly free to choose in your own home. koner beside you, still sleeping as he hasn’t woke up. the little house you two lived in, somewhere quiet and safe, just a little far from winterfell.

you hummed as the birds chirp from outside. the sun was peeking through the cracks of your room. it was summer in winterfell, lesser snow but still cold. it felt good to know how years after you met him that you thought you’d be somewhere in king’s landing. married to a drunk lord of a noble house, miserable and depressed. that’s what all women in westeros have felt through the course of the years of tradition. all idiotic and bullshit it is.

“you’re awake, my love?” you head shoot up from his chest as koner groggily opened his eyes. you giggled, craning your head up to kiss him. he hummed, liking the morning kiss as your scent filled his nose. gods, was he lucky.

“i am. couldn’t sleep anymore.” you quietly responded, bare body pressing against his as koner grumbled.

“mhm.” he sleepily smiled, voice still raspy and deep. your thighs rubbed against each other as you remembered last night’s rigorous activities. an exercise which you certainly liked everyday.

“rest more, the day’s just starting.” he mumbles as you nodded, still feeling a little groggy as you rested your head against his warm chest. the sound of his heartbeat a gentle tune in your ears. your thoughts wondered, all desires and fantasies you had with him. it was about time you talked to him about this.

“what do you think about children, koner?” you blurted out, kissing his skin as he caressed your back, yawing. you didn’t mind to have children— you knew the cost of it but having a child with him meant something.

“a child, my love?” he questions, a bit dazzled at your sudden thought.

“yes. me and you.” you looked up him, staring at his now opened brown orbs. “born with our blood— a child of ours. wouldn’t that be amazing?” you smiled sweetly as koner’s heart bloomed with love seeing how much affection you have in your eyes.

“yes.” he hummed, kissing you again. “it would be wonderful.” he says with much love. the thoughts of you round and big with his child. doing nothing but to be pampered around, to be cared for knowing how precious you are to be having his heirs. though, for the cost of it, knowing he had more mouths to feed was a concern, but that didn’t mattered. he was officially knighted by queen sansa, knowing his loyalty has been well seen. money shouldn’t matter at the moment. the cottage was big enough for the two of you and he daydreamed of it.

“i can almost imagine you and I.” you added, dreamily sighing. “teaching our son, braiding our daughter’s hair. guiding them, loving them. caressing their wee heads when they’re still little babes. you’d want that?”

“my love.” he sighs, kissing your nose. “anything with you, i’d want. little me’s and you’s. it’s perfect.”

“really?” you smiled as he shuffled to hover above you as he kissed your neck making you giggle. the furs dropping as your bare bodies collided withe each other. koner smiled, the drowsiness long gone as he kissed you again, mumbling it your lips. the thought of his own family warming his heart even more. the chance of witnessing your motherhood fresh in his mind, and the fact that he’ll become a father. it was everything he wished for, now staring longingly in your eyes.

“absolutely perfect, love.”

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Koner (Snow) | A Song of Ice and Fire/ Game of Thrones || Body Worship // Table Sex

Koner the Bastard; 2.8k words; NO BETA/ SELF- EDITED, Swearing, Give This Bitch A Backstory (bitches love those), Combining Book and Show Lore Because I Can, Implied Sexual Assault and Domestic Violence (canon typical), Cuckolding, Voyeurism (i think?), Kissing, Oral (female receiving), Breeding Kink

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Before he was a guard in Winterfell sworn to protect the Lady Sansa Stark, Koner was just a Hornwood bastard. The Lord Hornwood already had a trueborn son and treated his bastards Larence and Koner as his own, but a Snow still inherits neither lands nor loyalties and when every last one of the trueborn Hornwoods were slain by House Bolton after the Red Wedding, Koner became nothing as the second natural son of a dead house.

But back then, when the house, the forests, and the river belonged to his lordly sire, Koner and his brothers were sent to serve other noble northern lords. Larence to Deepwood Motte, and Koner to Castle Cerwyn. Lord Medger Cerwyn had salt and pepper hair and he was a handsome fellow for his age with a wife some twenty years younger than him. His brother was handsome too, but there was something deeply unnerving about the man– his friends called him Ubba Blooddrinker, the Seven help him. And it was the lord's brother who came one night to get a few guards.

“Lord’s orders,” Blooddrinker grumbles with a hand on the hilt of his broadsword.

Ten men are ordered to stand in a row as their lord surveys them. He walks the line, inspecting the men but for what, Koner is not sure. And when the lord stops in front of him, he lingers. Medger pulls the cap off of Koner’s head, examining his cropped copper hair.

“How old are you, boy,” he asks.

“Nine-and-ten, m’lord…”

Lord Cerwyn nods. “You’ll do, boy. The rest of you, go! And you follow me.”

The lord rambles as he leads Koner through the castle, silver cloak swaying in his wake. “You’re no Cerwyn but you’ll do. My father and his father both went gray before they were twenty, same as I did. What did you say your name was, boy?”

“K-Koner Snow, m’lord,” the boy’s hands shake and he tries to control his voice. “My lord, w-where are we going? What is it you need me to do?”

Lord Cerwyn stopped with his hand on the door at the top of the tower and turned stoically. “My wife.”

…

Seven years you have been trying to bear a child. Some women lose theirs in the womb, but you could not even fill yours. It wasn’t until your lord husband Medger admitted (without recourse) that he had mistresses who also did not conceive with his seed. Thankfully his conclusion was not the egotistical one you expected– he knew it was he who could not give the child. But an heir was still needed to inherit Castle Cerwyn, and the lord was willing to put his pride aside and adopt a son by any man if you bore one.

This agreement about 'any mans son' occurred after he gave you to his cruel brother, and the Blooddrinker was not kind to you. Medger reasoned the babe could still be a Cerwyn by blood if Ubba sired, but he stopped arguing with you when you showed him the bruises on your arms and the dried blood on your thighs.

I cannot give you a son if I am dead, you had whispered angrily. Ubba listens to no man, not even you. If you allow him to bed me again, he will ruin me– he may kill me. Do you understand?

So this time, your lord husband was supposed to be bringing you a different man, one who could be trusted at least to keep his silence. You did not expect the young man he brought, or even know his face.

“M’lord,” you greeted Medger and bowed your head, puzzled.

“I’ve brought you a gift, wife,” Medger replied, pushing the boy roughly forward.

He stumbles but catches himself, big watery eyes wide and trained on your slippers as he kneels quickly and mutters your honorific. Most bannermen in the castle did the same– avoided your eye and treated you as delicately as a flower. You could only surmise that that was how all ladies were treated in castle Cerwyn (and it made you quite lonely sometimes).

You catch your husband trying to leave and call him back. “Medger! You must explain to… Koner… what you need of him. Please.”

Your husband sighs and doubles back, towering over Koner to intimidate him. “You. Fuck my wife. Give me an heir because I can’t fucking do it, and if she’s not with child when you’re done, I’ll put my sword through you. Got it?”

Koner nods frantically and your husband left. You rolled your eyes and ordered your handmaiden to draw a bath for the man, then helped him to his feet.

"Forgive him, dear, it's an unusual situation we find ourselves in, and he's rather grumpy about it," you tell him gently.

Koner lets you hold his arm and swallows hard at the manner of your dress. Your thin, white shift and braided green robe sit low on your arms, baring all of your shoulders and the silver pendant that sits at your throat (as well as what looks like healing finger markings too, which makes him concerned). He undresses quickly under your heated supervision and slips into the warm water, groaning embarrassingly loud as the heat soaks into his bones and crevasses.

"Take these to wash, Maggie," you instruct your handmaiden (a girl of ten maybe). "I trust the bath is to your liking, Ser Koner."

Koner dips his head under the water and comes back up, shaking it like a dog. "In truth, I've never had a hot bath before, m'lady. And I'm no ser, m'lady, just a bastard like the rest of them."

You offer him a sweet smile and prop yourself on a stool to wipe a cloth over his brow. "Oh! It seems I've accidentally made a clean spot. I suppose I'll have to do the rest, won't I?"

It was curious, being flirted with by a highborn woman (and a very beautiful, very married one, no less), but it didn't stop him from nuzzling into your touch or needing to hide his swelling cock with his hand. You noticed, of course, but let him be for now and continued to wash his face.

"You are very handsome, Koner. How old are you?"

"Nine-and-ten, m'lady," he answered and leaned deeper into your touch.

"Younger than I," you mutter. "Have you been with a woman before, Koner? Have you children of your own?"

At this, the boy's face turned pink (now you can see thanks to removing all of the caked dirt from it). "No m'lady. I've been with a woman, I mean, but I've no children I know of. B-but I know how to do it, if that's what you mean."

You chuckle airly and cup his pretty face in your hands. "I've no doubt that you and I will figure something out."

Koner won't leave the water until it's winter cold and he shivers as you wrap a thin cotton towel around his wet body. Even though he looks leaner than most northmen, you can still feel the latent strength in his muscles and take the opportunity to explore his body under the guise of helping him get dry. Not that he minds, of course, he won't touch you even though his fingers itch to feel how soft your skin is.

"Alright, darling?," you ask mirthfully.

"Yes, I…" the boy's pretty eyes grow wide with awe and worry. "This isn't some kind of test, is it? The lord's not going to come in here and gut me for touching you?"

You pet his copper locks and get him to sit on the bed. "This is not a test, love. It's a hard thing for a man to admit that he can't conceive. You have his blessing and mine. But you don't have to if you don't want–"

"No, I," his pretty chocolate button eyes dip down to the gold latch keeping your robe tucked over your breasts, "I want to, if I have your blessing…"

You smile kindly and gather the length of your clothes from the floor. "Then lean back on the bed, and move this off."

Dreamily, Koner flops onto the bed and pulls the towel aside, bearing himself beneath you as you climb onto his lap. His warm hands find purchase on your hips and he lifts himself back up to kiss you quickly.

"Is that alright, m'lady? Or… should I not…?"

You answer him by kissing him again and carding your fingers through his damp hair. "It's fine, love. Now…"

You pull him into another kiss and feel his hands caress your sides, still not daring to rid you of your clothes so you do it for him, undoing the clasp and letting your robe fall off the bed to the floor. Koner brushes his tongue along your teeth, asking for entrance while his hands slip under your whisper thin shift and knead and grasp at your curves.

You pull the last barrier of clothing over your head and toss it aside, bearing yourself completely to this stranger who has devoted himself to your husband's service.

You roll your hips forward and gasp softly into his mouth and you can feel the boy smirking against your lips. "My mates poke fun at me for it sometimes– say I'd split a girl in two with my manhood. But a whore in wintertown showed me how to get her proper ready so I don't make another girl cry."

He rolls you over so he's on top and gazes deep into your eyes. "I won't hurt you, m'lady. Tell me if you want to stop and I will, just say the word."

Tears gather at the waterline of your eyes but you don't let them fall. You know he's seen the bruises on your throat and the worse ones on your arms and drawn conclusions about them. Your womanhood aches but only with the terrible memory and you nod your head to keep from sobbing. Koner kisses the end of your nose and begins a trail of more, just as soft and sweet from your neck to the base of your belly. It feels good to have his nose brush down a line and feel his breath disturb the curls at the top of your mound.

You tangle your fingers in his hair again and gasp as you feel him nudge between your thighs. "Koner? What are you… oh!"

Your whole body trembles as you feel his hot tongue lave across your sex and instantly flush with white hot heat. Koner doesn't mind your taste for he does it a second time, and a third, this time moaning like you are no different from a delicious meal. You don't mean to but you press his head down into your sex as if he would stop for anything other than your command.

"Oh my…" you bite your tongue as you feel a callused finger slip inside you. No man had ever shown you so much care for your comfort or attentiveness towards your pleasure. It seemed to you as though he enjoyed the delicate sounds slipping out of you and he wanted more. You wanted more too, growing impatient. "Koner, please. Need you…"

You aren't even sure what you are asking him for until you have it– a second finger inserted beside the first and pumping you to fullness. The stretch burns only a moment and then the gentle massage takes it away, increasing the stretch just a little more every few thrusts. You aren't familiar with whatever part of your body his tongue plays with, but you love it and feel a coil in your lower half start to twist into knots.

Koner lifts his head and he explains barely above a whisper, "need you to feel good, my lady. I need you to give me a sign that you feel good or I can't give you what you need."

"I am– I do, you're making me feel very, very good, Koner," you sigh and twitch under his ministrations.

But he shakes his head. "No you haven't, but you will," and he puts his tongue back to work, twisting the coil tighter and hearing your breath come fast and higher with every take until the coil snaps and your thighs clamp shut around his ears.

When the pleasure dies down and you free him, he lifts himself up and crawls over you with a prideful glimmer in his eye. "That's what I was looking for."

"Koner," you say in a scolding tone. "I'm ready. No more play, come here."

He pouts but does as you command, pushing his thick cock into your womanhood slowly. Even after all that preparation, it still burns to take him and you wrap your arms around his head hanging on for dear life. When he bottoms out, you feel relief wash over you, as well as pride as Koner groans needily into your shoulder.

"There is no comfort like the inside of a beautiful woman," he mutters into the bed. "I could die like this."

"Don't," you laugh, "I still need you!"

"As you command, my lady."

His thrusts were slow and gentle. It felt nice, like being loved. But that is not the purpose of this tryst and you are getting far too familiar with this boy.

“Koner,” you say in a motherly tone, “move. Faster. You’ll never spill your seed like this.”

Koner gives you big, doe eyes and brushes his nose against yours. “Don’t want this to end so soon. I’ll finish, and your lord husband will send me back to the cold stables. I’ll never see you again my lady, except in passing. Or get to hold you like this… kiss you like this…”

You pet his hair and kiss his forehead but you are interrupted by Lord Medger returning to your bedchambers. Koner freezes, cock buried deep inside you and his bare ass exposed. Your husband is unperturbed and puts his hands on his hips like an exasperated father.

“Having another go at it, are we?,” he asks.

“Not exactly, dear.” Koner flinches and you hold him fast to your chest to keep him from trying to crawl off of you and hide. “I want to keep him, if that’s alright.”

Now, Lord Medger’s face turns angry. “Fuck do you mean keep him? You’ll not keep him as your pet or your whore!”

“Calm, my love. I meant for a short time. Let me keep him for three days.” You resist the urge to stroke Koner’s hair under the watchful eye of your husband’s gaze and ignore the fearful question on the boy’s face. “The more seed I take, the better chance I can give you a son. Is that not what you are after?”

Medger stares at you hard, but gives an almost imperceptible nod. “As you wish. And if he fails to put a child in your belly, you’ll watch me cut his throat.”

“If I am not with child when this is over, I will cut it for you,” you reply, much to the dismay of the poor man laying atop you. “Now please, my lord, let us have the room. Unless.. You’d like to watch?”

Koner’s head shook from the corner of your eye and your husband rolled his eyes and left with a command to the guards to keep watch. As soon as the door closes, you offer your distraught lover a warm smile and kiss his hair. “I was only jesting, dear. You’ll surely make a mother of me. Shall we continue?”

Hesitantly, Koner nods and swirls his hips, the soft flesh between you becoming very tacky. You sigh contentedly as he rolls with deeper, firmer strokes and close your eyes as pleasure builds in your belly again. Koner’s cock brushes something spongy inside of you and you moan involuntarily.

“That’s it, love, more…”

Feeling confident that he was enough in your favor, he grows bold again. “I hope the gods make your firstborn a girl.”

You giggle in surprise. “What for?”

Koner gives you a charming, boyish smile and fucks you a little faster now that he has your full attention. “So’s I can prove my worth– and get your lord husband to let me share your bed again.”

You laugh again but the sound is cut short by the bump of his hips pistoning into yours and feel your walls flutter again like they did when he was licking you. Koner’s eyelids flutter at the feeling and he fucks you through your pleasure in search of his own, a charm tied around his neck dangling above your face and swinging hypnotically.

“I want to give you so many girls,” he mutters, “imagine I give you ten girls before I give you a son. I’ll keep you warm all winter long, my lady.”

You hum as you feel him nearing his end, listening to the symphony of grunts in your ears. “Such a blessing. Now come for me, Koner.”

Obedient as a dog, the man stills and grunts low in his chest, face flushing with blood and muscles rippling in his neck before you falls to the wayside and pants wildly. Again, you stroke his hair– so soft, those copper curls– and tuck yourself into his arms. “Rest, eat, fuck. That’ll be our next few days.”

Koner chortles and presses his forehead to yours. “I look forward to it.”

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I was inspired by @creme-bruhlee ‘s story. Her Koner is one of my favs.

The story is… Only You - Part One, Part Two

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winter nights | koner pt. 2

SUMMARY : if the gods could toss a coin right now, you wish they’d wager on how your relationship with the winterfell soldier would be. will it be pure despair or contentment?

koner x fem! reader

masterlist, @fhrlclln, pt. 1

GENRE : nsfw/smut

WARNINGS : lil’ angst, overthinking, fluff, smut (oral sex; m!receiving, blowjobs, p in v, unprotected sex & rough sex)

WORD COUNT : 7,469

a/n: i was deciding if whether i should put the timeline in GOT s7 but i just went away with being after the timeline of GOT so it’s easier to make shit up hehe. Y’ALL SORRY FOR THE DELAY. kinda added smth hehe. but here ya go. i like the ending hehe <3

likes, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated !! <3

enjoy !!

the morning sun came by as quickly as you expected. your eyes slowly fluttered open to see the light coming from the shut window peeking in. the residual coldness was seeping in as you snuggled yourself back against the warm body hugging you from behind. a strong arm draped over your waist, locking you tight against his chest. the gentle beat of his heart thumping against your back. you could almost fall asleep again, wanting no more than to lay on this bed with him. alas though, the man behind you was stirring awake as his hips rubbed against your bare ass making you shift a bit at the sudden sensation of something hard poking underneath the furs. a thought escaping your soiled mind, a small smile formed on your lips as your hand went down, earning a sharp gasp from the man behind.

hence, the morning awakened with the bed squeaking.

“a-ah!” you huffed, hips bouncing without any shame. your hands clawed his shoulders as koner grunted at the crook of your neck, hands grabbing your soft bum, squeezing them as he guided your hips a bit in the rhythm. you were a minx, a damn nymph for stroking him until he awoke hot and bothered. and here you are, bouncing up his cock as you rode him into an orgasm. like last night wasn’t enough cock for you.

“i think i’ve soiled you, ey?” koner grunted, his usual shyness and awkwardness already gone. he’s had you so many times last night, waking up to rutting himself to you in the middle of the night, desperate to feel your cunt enveloping his cock again as he moaned out, focusing on you again. “seven gods, you’re a goddess sent to me. i don’t deserve you.”

“y-you do.” you manage to squeak it out making him chuckle despite the loud skin slapping. his grunts went louder as the squelch of your pussy juice slapped against his balls and his stomach, dripping down as he could feel himself wanting to rut up to cum inside finally. but he let you take the lead, liking the furrow on your forehead how serious you are to fuck yourself on his cock.

“i’m close.” you whispered, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, panting against his ear as you rutted your hips ruthlessly. cock sliding in and out as your cunt clamped around him, your clit rubbing slight against his stomach as the familiar coil in your belly arose.

“go on, m’lady.” he urged, kneading the dough of your ass. you kissed him, the urgency taking over as you rode him harder, tits bouncing as he sucked the bottom of your lip making you whimper. “let it go, want to see you feel good around me’ cock.”

“y-yes!” you nodded as you slammed down. koner let out a soft moan as his balls tightened, he rutted up to help you as he could feel himself cumming as well. your belly snapped, your back arched as your rutted endlessly with your orgasm flooding your whole entire body. koner threw his head back as your cunt gripped him, making him slam himself up to the brim to fill your cunt up as he shoots his seed. you kissed his neck gently, the wonderful euphoria enveloping your body as you two rode down your highs. the coldness of the room replacing with warmth of each other’s body heat. all perfect for a morning fuck.

“i feel like my insides are full of you.” you sighed out, eyelids fluttering from the rigorous coupling. too fucked out to even cover yourself. he indeed filled you up to the brim, his remaining cum still inside you from last night mixed with the warm one, gushing out of you. you felt chummy as you laid back on the furs, whilst koner let out a chuckle, laying right next to you with his head propped on the pillows. admiring you so dearly.

“mhm. but you like it?” he teased, kissing your bare shoulder. you hummed, a smile forming lazily as he pulled you to his arms.

“maybe.” you grinned as he kissed your lips briefly again.

“liar.” he whispered to your lips as you giggled at his tactics. the day finally started as sounds of footsteps outside your door begun to arise from their beds. you can hear the familiar chatter down below and the sounds of horses coming from outside. your heart beats loudly as you were situated now in the bathtub, caressing your skin with a cloth as koner was on the bed, cleaning his armor and sword while you watched him with greedy eyes. shirtless with just his trousers on, muscles budging on his pale skin every flex he did as he run a cloth through his sword, wiping off the dried blood. the remembrance of the bloody circumstances you had met him.

you could only hold back a smile as you continued your bath. feeling the familiar flutter in your chest as each scrub in your body reminded you the way he touched you. you certainly liked him, a lot, for just a night of knowing the man. you didn’t know if you were so naive and stupid, but your mother wasn’t here to tell you that. though, an uncertainty escaped your thoughts. you glanced to the sweet man on the bed, you weren’t dumb of course to think if he only wanted this and begone once you two arrive in winterfell. you craved him, wanting more than just this unexpected amour. it was illicit, you thought, the happiness mixing with doubt.

you’re young. you could hear you mother’s words. you cannot grasp what you want or what you claim to need. you are to be a lady. act like one. the bitterness on your tongue stayed as you looked down on the soapy water. conflicted as you are, you let out a sigh as you looked up to be met with a pair of those brown-honey orbs filled with glee.

“having fun there, my love?” he leaned in to place a chaste kiss on your lips then to your wet cheek. you hummed, bottling your thoughts up as you cupped his rosy cheeks.

“just tired and sore. my hips feel like jelly.” you pouted, a frown escape his lips as he kissed your cheek again for an apology yet you smiled at him before he could apologize. “but, i feel amazing.”

“yes?”

“certainly.” you whispered as his lips brushed against yours. koner felt like he was put in a trance, this pretty lady luring him in the tub. he was about to give in yet a sharp knock on the door made him sigh, as the sunny voice from last night followed through making you laugh.

“cockblocker.” he muttered as he stood up, leaving you to the warm water as he opened the door to be met by that charming bar maiden. her hands holding a tray of two soups and a tea of some sort, then a big loaf of bread that made his mouth water.

“g’morning, lad!” she grinned widely.

“morning.” koner nodded.

“i’ve got two soups and a fresh loaf, on the house for the lady and you.” she handed the tray to him with glee, the warm aroma of the soups hitting his nose followed by the warm bread. almost like the memory of his mother’s cooking.

“you’re too kind, miss.”

“ah, ‘s nothing.” she chuckled. “i’ve also brewed a herbal tea for the lady. make sure you give it to her.” she gestured to the pipping hot mug. he rose a brow at that making the barmaid grin wider, a teasing look in her eyes as koner eyed her suspiciously. questioning the concoction.

“tea?”

“for unwanted surprises, dear!” his eyes widened at the boldness of her words. “brewed that myself, my own little recipe. after your little ruckus last night, the whole inn can hear you two. so, i thought—“

“t-thank you!” koner cut her off, red rose to his cheeks as he closed the door immediately. the bar maiden let out a snort as he put the tray on the old wooden table. you had just finished drying yourself up, putting on the dress you wore from yesterday. the silks warming you up as you begun tying the silk ribbon to secure the dress.

“the kind lady brought food?” you glanced to the table seeing the white loaf and soup still steaming. your mouth watering as your stomach grumbled.

“kind enough to make you a special tea as well.” he added. “on the house.” he urged the mug to you. your brows furrowed slightly as you grabbed the mug, giving it a quick sniff.

“tea for what?” you glanced at him seeing his smirk as he kissed your cheek. taking a sip cautiously, grimacing at the bitter flavor. like those medicinal herbs you took when you were ill with a cold as answered your curious mind with a little cockiness in his tone. making you spit the tea a little at the answer afterwards.

“for unwanted surprises from this night and morning’s activity, love.”

•••

the snow had melted surrounding the inn. dull grass were in your view as you stood outside of the tavern, cloak and other necessities in hand as you waited patiently for koner and the stable boy to bring out the horses. your bare fingers started to fiddle with each other. glee fluttering in your chest, never had you felt more happier than ever. your thoughts raced immediately as you heard the hooves clicking on the soil. you turned around to see koner guiding the two horses. back in his winterfell armor, helmet and all. his black beauty and your white mare he was holding the reins of. you could tell she was feeling fine after her arrow wound.

“is she suitable to ride on?” you asked, smiling as you petted her snout, earning a approved gruff from the mare. worried for her injured leg.

“she’s fit for riding again.” koner caressed your horse’s mane. “a night’s rest had sufficed her, m’lady.” he added.

“m-my name will do just fine, koner.” you reminded him, a slight pout on your lips. even though you liked him calling you lady, it always felt a bit off.

“of course. apologies.” he grinned as he helped you up to your horse. gripping your waist, lifting you up strongly to situate yourself on the saddle. you fixed yourself, moving your hips to make you a bit comfortable as you watched him get on his horse.

“winterfell’s just by the end of this road. i think we can arrive there before my watch partner gets suspicious.” he looked from beyond as you guided the horse next to his. you nodded, tailing beside him as the dirt road got wider, your field of vision able to see the old castle walls of winterfell. the banner of the direwolf proud and independent.

“winterfell still looks like the same after all these difficult years.” you commented, the wind brushing against your cheek. you admired the gray walls, reminiscing the time you loved walking around the garden inside. the big red tree you would see, always astonishing you.

“and all the blood it’s witnessed.” he added grimly. you nodded at that, after rob and ned stark’s death, everything had changed as you have heard. you weren’t able to comfort sansa in king’s landing back then, your family forbidding you so to be involved in whatever scheme was going on. little you know yet for certain a gruesome outcome for the stark family. you glanced again to koner, a creep in the back of your neck bothering you as you two hadn’t talked about whatever was going to be the outcome of your relationship right now. unspoken as it is, genuine affection was plastered in his face as he caught your eye. you smiled at him, seeing as the walls of winterfell neared.

you two arrived at the front gate, koner was talking to some men as they let you through the metal gate. you were met by the familiarity of winterfell. it wasn’t as dull and grey it used to be, you can see more people were livelier than ever. morality gleeful than it was before. you condemned sansa’s ruling after they had been independent now. the north returning to it’s rightful place. having a queen in the north.

“oi, koner! you fucking twat. where in the seven hells have you been?” a roaring voice interrupted your thoughts. you could hear koner grunt out something, visibly annoyed seeing a fellow soldier march towards him. you got off your horse, seeing as the dispute between them turned into hush whispers. like siblings brawling you could tell.

“first, you fucking ditch the night watch and now you’re what!? saving a lady in the woods, you fuck—“

“henk, you stupid fuck. the m’lady y/n from house…” you got a little close to them, shrugging off your cloak as your eyes met with his. the other soldier seem to notice his sudden stare as he turned to you. eyes widening as his helmet clanked when koner hit him square on the head.

“good day.” you nodded to the embarrassed soldier. he seem to caught on your face as you noticed some other soldier retreating to the great keep.

“m’lady.” he bowed his head slightly out of greeting. “a-apologies.” he whispered something to koner afterwards, signaling something, yet he was bested to it when you were met with another soldier. your attention was now caught as you were told you would be escorted with koner to the great keep. the awaiting queen mentioned making koner freeze instantly as he stood beside you.

“are you nervous?” you asked him, walking up to be met by the large wooden door. two guards guarding the outside.

“it’s not so common for a foot solider to be summoned by her grace.” he whispered, a slight tremble in his tone. visibly sweating a bit underneath his armor.

“it’s going to be fine.” you assured him, hand squeezing his for a moment seeing him calm down bit by bit as the doors creaked open. your lingering touch making him seize his nervousness.

the hall was empty as you two got in, your house name being called. you lifted your dress a bit to walk, the teachings of etiquette now in display as koner watched you with his head bowed. you gracefully walking to the northern queen sitting on the throne. him, bending his knee at her presence. you were met with the familiar blue eyes and the locks of red hair adorning her silver crown.

“your grace.” you greeted, not forgetting to bow before her as she stood from her place. an uneasy silence between the two of you. you admired her for a second, seeing her once sparkling eyes now to this matured dull, a coldness in her face you could tell. a pity in your stomach forming as you remained formal. you could remember the feasts garnered here in the great hall, you could remember arya throwing food at sansa whilst jon, robb and theon laughed at it. the memory of little bran running around while ned and catelyn stark sat upon their chair. the melancholy so bitter yet sweet to remember.

“it has been a long time.” she started, stepping forward as a small smile creeped on her lips. you were about to respond yet she engulfed you in a kind hug. you were taken a back at the sudden warmth, your hands splayed on her back as you smiled, meeting eye to eye now. a glimpse of the sansa you knew appearing. “how have you fared?”

“i am well, your grace.” you grinned. “weeks journey with my two men from king’s landing. but under different circumstances it changed. one of your soldiers has guided me safely here. i couldn’t be more grateful.” you took a step back, gesturing to koner who arose from his bended position, looking down now as he shyly met your eyes. a moment flew as sansa looked at him briefly, remembering as the one who had reported with that other soldier named henk about arya. you held your gaze for him, softening your features as koner looked back to his queen.

“under different circumstances?” she asked looking to the man in question.

“bandits, your grace. in the woods outside of the walls, i have found her there surrounded by them whilst i was scouting the area.” he answered, a little lie there to not mention he was lazying his post.

“it was brash of me to think i could travel in a small group.” you sighed, shrugging. “but no less am i injured nor is koner.”

“i, thank you, koner.” she nodded to him as he froze in his place, a gratitude from her majesty? you observed him as a smile escaped your lips for but a moment, only to disappear as koner’s face contorted to something else, a glint in his eyes you could tell something wasn’t right. a realization in him that had you wondering.

“just doing a soldier’s job, your grace.” he bowed his head, sansa dismissed him as he met your gaze again. you held yourself to his brown orbs, a feeling of your eyes asking him without words if you’ll see him again. a flicker showed, something else. he averted your gaze, a dread filled your throat as you watched him walk out of the halls and back to where he was. you couldn’t help but feel as if this was either a departure, your heart couldn’t take the thought anymore as sansa’s muffled words brought you back from your head.

“i believe we have a lot of catching up to do.” she smiled, offering her arm as you took it gladly. you two alone without any audience, the formal mask slowly disappearing as two childhood friends were present now.

“yes. w-we do.” you chuckled, masking your frown, looking back briefly to the closing big doors to see his figure slowly disappear from your field of vision. the uncertainty coming back, lulling yourself back into the world, hoping that last night and this morning wasn’t the last you’ll see him. or maybe in forever.

•••

mixed emotions were flying through the air as you sat in your room, a beautiful room you were brought in. warmth comforted you as you sat alone on your bed, a familiarity you had as you remembered the room you shared with him. the walk with sansa across the courtyard indeed made you feel a little better. it momentarily took your mind off the things you were dealing with, specifically the emotions you were wondering if this was right. you had remembered briefly the wide grin sansa had when you two were talking about your naive phases you two would marry. so young and full of fantasies that turned grim as reality hit the both of you. you liked that you could understand her after everything she had gone through.

to that awful joffrey baratheon then to the usurp of the freys, ramsay bolton a sensitive topic and one you knew sansa had changed after that vile man. she’s already a strong woman as you knew, just that the cruel world had made her cold to what they did to her. you nipped the bottom of your lip now, fidgeting the soft fabric of the wine red dress you wore, the hems and edges adorned with gold lace patterns and your bodice showcasing your cleavage a bit. it’s pretty, pretty for a feast you had to attend to this night. you stood up from your place, looking at yourself from the mirror as the candle lights flickered in the room.

get it together. you thought to yourself, fixing anything out of place as a knock on your door signaled you it was time to go. you took a deep breath, pushing down your worried state for him as you opened the door to be met with a surprise.

“ease down, love. it’s just me. i’ve come to escort you.” koner chuckled, you were silent to his face lit up again. than the one in hall, maybe it was just you right now. how your mind is overthinking, situations you come up in your head that lead to one cause. you’re scared. scared and uncertain for this one unexpected upbringing that made you happy and if it will end in the days to go. foolish thoughts it was, he’s standing right here wasn’t he? he still wants you for certain.

“koner.” you manage to breath out his name before pulling him in the room by his armor, slanting your lips against his with much fervor. like you wanted to savor him before you’d be back in king’s landing by the following weeks. as if time would run out if you didn’t act further. you need him.

“m’lady,” koner grunted, mumbling between your kisses. “m’lady, please—“ you didn’t hear him, choosing to pull him in further. “y/n, please. my love, not here.” he pulled away, gripping your shoulders to secure you. your eyes widened, a blush creeped up to your cheeks, embarrassment taking over.

“a-apologies.” you squeaked out, the look on his face made you crumple feeling the sting of the slight rejection. he doesn’t—

“you are trembling.” he noticed, your heart thumps against your chest as you averted his gaze just like he did before.

“i-i don’t— i don’t know why i’m…” you stuttered, feeling so dumb, as if you thought the kiss would solve your undying thoughts and desire. “i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have kissed you so sudden.”

“it’s not like i displease your sweet affection, love. i fear for anyone who sees upon us, a soldier and a lady. i do not wish to damage your image.” he caressed your arms, slowly gliding down to grasp your hands to his large gloved ones. you stared down to his hands as he brought both of your soft ones to his lips, kissing them gently. he still wants you. your mind repeated. the bitterness washing away.

“right.” you nodded, still feeling jittery. not like you wish to care about presenting your house, but thoughtful he was to care about you.

“why are you so shaken, my love?” koner asked sincerely, bringing your hand to his chest to hear his beating heart. koner seemed to notice the slight tremble on your sweet lips, the ones he had kissed and cherished, worshipped you this morning and the night before. it took him all the amount of restraint to not have you in here. though, he was worried seeing you like this. it was bad enough for him to get so nervous seeing you become a true sophisticated lady in front of her grace. a new person he had see in you than what he had witnessed alone before. idiotic he is to think so insecurely right now, but you were both idiots with your heads stuck up in each other’s stubborn thoughts.

“this… between us—“ you started, finally meeting his eyes again. “it’s not just a fleeting moment, is it?” you asked hopefully.

“us?” he looked a little surprised at the sudden question. he had been holding himself back for asking that as well, afraid of your answer.

“y-yes. i think i’ve made it clear that i like you…” you bashfully added. “from the morning and the night before. i can’t help but f-feel uncertain where this would lead.”

“i do like you as well, m’lady.” he strongly implied, looking in your eyes to get to his point. he does want you, in every selfish thoughts he had desired. from the moment he saw you in the woods and the first time he made you smile he was certain it would be you. you looked at him clearly this time, seeing if he was certain. his lips almost brushed against yours as he breathed out his want. “i want nothing more than to have you, if you’ll have me.”

desire runs through both of your veins. the mere closeness had you wanting for more. you could feel it again, the heat in your cunt, the same thing he had relieved you from with his cock. you hadn’t notice how warm you are just thinking about him here.

you let out a shuddery breath. “then, does it mean…”

“lady y/n?” a maid’s voice was heard as your heads whipped to the slight ajar door. the maid was about to get in but you opened it wide as koner stepped out to guide you making the maid surprise.

“m’lady.” she greeted, nodding her head to you. “your grace has requested your presence.” she looked to koner suspiciously before averting her gaze to you.

“yes. koner was just escorting me to her.” you lied, as the maid nodded and scurried off. you two fell silent the way there, you grasped his hand before going separate directions once the great hall was in view. a reminder to continue the conversation later. adorned with torches set in an ambiance as all higher ups, knights and visiting nobles adorned the hall. laughter and the scent of ale filled the entire once dull room as you could see sansa briefly talking with the lord commander of the night’s watch. her brother you remembered. that familiar black hair and attire. jon snow. you strutted towards them as you were greeted by every noble that knew of your father. finally sansa was able to stand beside you as one of the servers offered you a goblet of wine which you gladly accepted, sipping it a bit.

“fashionably late?” she asked, still a stoic expression in her face yet you knew she was teasing you.

“the bodice was a little tight to fit in, your grace.” you lied and took another sip, feeling shy all the sudden.

“it’s wonderful to see you happy.” she added, showing you a small smile as she leaned a bit to whisper. “so as he, i presume.” her gaze followed through the end of the hall. you held yourself back from reacting to widely, to know how observant she is. of course, she knew. koner was standing by the doors, watching intently in the whole room. doing his duty.

“is it that o-obvious?”

“maybe so.” she quietly said, sipping from her goblet. she didn’t say anything further but it had you reeling for the night. you took a seat amongst the table, dazzling ladies of every kind surrounding you, all chit chatting around and gossiping as ever. you tuned in from time to time, bored out of your wits but i felt good to drink and mingle. your gaze drifts afar as you glanced down to the hall, knowing clearly who you want to see. a little game you want to play.

koner grunts as he shifted himself in his posture. he yawned a bit as he heard henk, a few feet away from him, yawn as well. he felt rather uncomfortable, the reason inside his pants mainly. you looked beautiful from afar with that evening dress on, he couldn’t help but stare from time to time, feeling cocky that he’s got you. unruly thoughts in his head that he felt like his balls were suffocating, he feels like he’s a big debauchee just ogling his eyes at you. remembering the time he had touched you good. remembering your sweet smile and blissed out expression he so adored. he stirs his thoughts away, wanting to be a little respectful, but damn it—

he’s caught your gaze again. minx. you look at him from afar, standing up from your place as noble men from different houses from the north surrounded you. old hags and young pricks and all. but you looked at him slyly as you made one lord laugh out loud. he could feel it, the glint in your eyes, you presented yourself as this soft and well-mannered girl in front of those viktor eyes, but you were just a nymph, huh? his lady. his lips pursed as he felt the bulge in his trousers grow harder as you glanced to him again.

you felt a little bold for seeing him get so worked up as you excused yourself from the crowd. already sipped and took bites from the feast presented, drank your wine to the brim, feeling a bit tipsy. you looked towards koner again, walking to the direction to the room halls now. knowing he’s got your memo. it’s a bit of a long walk, no suspicion to be added knowing he knows the place than you do. you find yourself by your door, seeing as the candles were lit out from this point of the place. you glad your room was still lit with candles as you opened it, taking a step in only for another figure to push you in gently, securing the lock on the door. you turned around, wanting to scold him for being so impatient though koner cut you off as he sealed his lips to yours harshly.

•••

“you’re a fucking vixen.” he says between kisses, gloved hands cupping your ass. you squealed as he roughly hoisted you up to his arms, your hands flying to his shoulders as he plopped you on the bed. not breaking from your mouth as he lavished your tongue to his. you moaned, hands coming up to grasp his curly locks, surprised he was quick to shrug off his helmet and cloth protecting his head.

“it’s rude to be impatient.” you teased, the alcohol in your veins making you frisky. “haven’t your mother taught you manners?”

“says the one who wanted me a while ago.” he smirked.

“and i-i still do.” you pouted, your thoughts from before now gone. koner leaned in again as he kissed the corner of your mouth, caging you from above as you got to see the feral look in his eyes, dilated black, an ounce of brown only to be seen.

“let me show you how much i need you, y/n.” he breathed out, knowing well how riled up you are as well. your words he remembered clearly that you were uncertain where the two of you would go on like this. he’d show you so much more if you’d allow him.

“please.” you pleaded again and again. until the night shined, the familiar setting of the room where you two once did it for the first time. all uncertainties thrown away, just the two of you now naked and bare. you stared at hung cock, thighs rubbing together as you wondered what it felt like in your mouth.

“i want to please you.” you said before he could grasp your plush thighs to devour you again. “i want t-to do what you did to me last night. the tongue on…” your cheeks heated up as he went silent for a moment.

“you want my cock in your mouth, my love?” he grinned, cheeks red as you nodded. he kissed you again, a shiver running down his spine seeing how eager you are to want his cock.

“please. it’s all i’ve been thinking about.” you shamelessly confessed.

“i don’t think you can take it, love.” he sounded a bit worried of course, both of you were inexperienced, and this was the first time he’d ever gotten someone to explore sexual fantasies, let alone now the thought of you sucking his cock. but how could he say no to you? with that feral look on your face as you stared down to his shaft. desperate as ever. selfish whore you are.

“i can take it.” you promised, licking your lips. breasts squished together as he shamefully groped them making you moan as he slanted his mouth to yours with a approved hum.

“alright, we’ll take it slow.” he mumbled as you eagerly nodded. he got up from the bed, standing at the edge as you crawled to kneel before him on the cushions. you were met face to face with cock, tip bearing red, twitching before you. you hummed, not sure how to start but started to lick the oozing liquid from the small slit. koner shuddered, head tilting back as your tongue darted out to lick him seeing his pleased reaction.

“shit.” he muttered, you grew tired as you placed wet kisses on his shaft. hand lifting up to grasp him fully, trying your best to follow your mind what’s right or what’s wrong what you were doing. trying to remember what filth maids spew how to please a man. you finally opened your mouth, a little hesitant yet you took his tip in. he let out a groan, cupping your cheeks as you sucked his tip, tongue circling the bulb making him shudder. seven gods, he bit his lip hard seeing you take his cock in your mouth.

you hummed around it, licking it like he had licked you. you pushed it in further, enough courage to take him despite his width and length. you braced yourself, hands gripping his thighs as he caressed your cheeks making you look up as you hollowed to take him slowly even though you could feel yourself gagging.

“that’s it…” he muttered hoarsely as you sucked him. earning a loud moan from the man above. you grinned to yourself, taking him again. “oh gods.” his cheeks were bright red as his fluttered shut to the pleasure, the wet cavern of your mouth a new sensation to him. he can feel himself throb as you continued to suck leisurely. hips moving as he fucked your mouth, you relaxed your jaw, taking him in, wanting him to use your mouth.

“i’m close.” he huffed out, pulling himself out of your mouth wanting to cum inside you. you mewled, your saliva glistening on his cock, mouth drooling and your lips pouty. he kissed you, harder with more passion than he could ever muster. pushing you to lay back on the bed, he hovered above you, kissing down to your neck as you breathed out his name.

koner pressed his forehead to yours as his hand fiddled with your deprived clit, so wet and glistening as you opened your legs willingly. he hummed in satisfaction, still in daze as he kissed you again before lining himself up to your cunt. tip poking at your wet entrance as your hips rutted up to the sensation.

“you take me so well.” he whispered against your lips. your eyelids fluttered as you could feel him slowly sink in to your awaiting cunt. you whimpered, gripping his biceps as he fucked himself in to the brim of your warm pussy. your back arched, your nails scraped his freckled skin. he started pounding in, deep and hard. desperate he is, as your other hand dropped to interlace with his free one while the other leveraged himself above you, trying not to squish you with his weight.

“feels amazing.” you whispered, only his to hear. your voice in heaven as you wrapped your arms around to pull him closer. wanting to feel his skin to yours, the tingles following through as you stared at his eyes even though you felt like you were dizzy. his nose brushed against yours as his hips slapped along the rhythm, the obscene skin slapping and grunts echoing in the room, the scent of his alone making you feel at heaven.

your hearts beats against your chest again, a fluttery feeling in the inside of your stomach seeing his eyes show a display of affection you longed to see. how soft he looked and he admired you, this connection so close you could almost feel like you’ve known each for a long time. koner could only admire your beauty below him, you are an goddess sent to him. one that he certainly didn’t expect for him to find you. your breaths mingled with each other, each noise spilling from either mouth as you could feel yourself nearing your high.

“let go.” he urged, feeling your cunt squeeze him tight. quickening his pace as you sobbed feeling him pound into your hard as he didn’t break eye contact. wanting to see your face again when you fall apart. and so you did.

your belly coiled and snapped, your orgasm washing in as you moaned against koner’s lips. he shuddered, grunting as he rutted himself faster than ever, your walls milking him tight as he filled you to the brim with his seed. he groaned, lazily fucking into you to ride that high. you sighed out, kissing him softly as you caressed his curly short hair. a silence passed, soft caresses exchanged, glowing in the aftercare. koner pulled out with a hiss as he laid beside you. hand interlaced with yours, placed on your chest so he could feel the rhythm of your thumping heart.

“i don’t want to leave so soon.” you mumbled lazily, remembering you only had a certain amount of time to enjoy the rest of your stay in winterfell before you are summoned back to king’s landing. expected you are you’d be match with someone soon, remembering your mother’s words.

“how long are you staying?” he asked, kissing your shoulder.

“maybe a week or two. i do not know.” you shrugged, sighing. wishing you’d be here for a month, wanting to savor this blossoming relationship you have with him.

“then we’ll make use of the time, my love.” he whispered suggestively, pulling you in his arms. you sighed, resting your head against his chest as you needed to say it to him. what it means if this between you two needs to end and if he wants it further as you want to.

“koner.” your voice went soft and gentle. the thump of both of your hearts synchronizing. “if i go back, if i come back to king’s landing, then i’ll be wedded to some man the second i set foot there.” you mumbled, your fingers caressing his chest. “then this will be just a fleeting moment for you and i. illicit it is, but…”

“then you want this to end?” he gulped, a bitterness in his throat. remembering his place being a mere soldier and you, a noble lady.

“i want you.” you strongly replied. “i don’ want this to end.” you murmured, snugging yourself in his body warmth. basking in what maybe the few wonderful moments you’ll have with him.

“and i you.” he whispered, the courage in strong as he spilled his thoughts out. “i want nothing more than you beside me. even if we just met, i’d like to know you more than now, my love. want you to myself. even if it’s just for a moment that you’ll be gone after your visit here. i’d still want you.” he added, the sadness in his tone creeping in, mixing with his sweetness. as if he was saying he’s starting to love you. which he certainly does. he’s sure as ever even if it feels idiotic to think he can fall in-love so fast.

“koner…” you felt like crying, you leaned up to kiss him. “i’ll remember this.” you smiled at him sadly, he kissed you again, driving your thoughts away from what might come. all you two needed was each other, no future, just the present moment of what’s come to be a promised faith the gods had set.

•••

days had gone by. week after week had been bled. your stay here in winterfell was nearing it’s end as expected. a raven had been sent to you, writing of your father as he and your mother had found you suitable match. one from the most wealthiest houses in king’s landing. you’d swallow the disgust and fear reading that you were to be sent off to some lord. though, it didn’t matter as you had been enjoying your stay with koner. secret kisses shared between you two, him leading you out in the dead of the night just to see the stars from the courtyard. making love to you when the day is asleep. it felt nice to know how happy he looked as he introduced you to his family one day while you were passing by. and now, walking hand in hand with him as the snow falls, no other people around you two as you walked around the godswood of winterfell. the large tree harboring red leaves and it’s bark of a bleeding face. the small pond in front of it. beautiful it is to see.

“my mother sent a raven.” you started, stopping to stand in front of him with your hand still intertwined. koner took a step forward as his hand cupped your cheek, you leaned into his warmth as tears pooled in your eyes. the red leaves swaying above the two of you as the water rippled catching the leaf.

“what did it say?” he quietly asked, knowing what to expect as he gulped a lump.

“a marriage proposal has been accepted. i am to be wed once i come home.” you sniffled, tears falling to your cheeks. koner pulled you into his arms as he shushed your sobs.

“y/n.” he whispered even though he felt like this was a farewell.

“i don’t want to leave y-you.” you confessed sadly. gripping his armor. “i don’t want to go.”

“but you’ll have to…” he sadly added as he wiped your tears, his own eyes tearing up. you looked at him, wanting to remember his face as you leaned up to kiss him. like the first time you had did in the tavern, soft and gentle. he kissed you back, pulling you closer to breath in your scent. he didn’t want this to end either.

“i love you, koner.” you breathed out, heart telling you so that this was real. you weren’t some naive girl to not know what you want, your heart and mind said so. you love him. he seemed to be surprised as he processed your words in his mind.

“i love you too.” he kissed the tip of your nose as an idiotic thought escaped his mind. if your family didn’t want him, didn’t want you to choose for yourself then he might as well propose this thought he had for a while. a one he was too ashamed to break it to you. you waited for him to say anything else seeing his expression shifted as if he was thinking of something. you sadly smiled at him as you shook your head whatever he might say that he couldn’t spit out.

“koner…”

“marry me.”

you froze, tears staining your cheeks at his words making you take a step back. “w-what?”

“marry me.” he repeated, stepping forward, you looked at him as if he was going mad which he is if it ever meant to let you stay here with him. “right here. marry me and i’ll provide for you, i have enough for us to get a small home outside of here. just the two of us. marry me, y/n. it’s foolish, but i…”

“yes.” you nodded vigorously, somehow you didn’t feel idiotic as ever saying yes. meaning you had to give up everything you had at home. not like your family had used for you since you had a few older siblings. you were just being wed off to get rid of a nuisance.

“yes?”

“yes!” koner grinned as he swooped you in his arms. you laughed, feeling certain as ever. no sense of uncertainty or the voice of your mother screaming at you inside of your head.

“marry me, right here and now. just the two of us and the trees and our vows.” he whispered hoarsely, gaze drunken as he set you down to hold your hands together. “we’ll call a septon once i get you in a pretty white dress. but for now, just our vows.”

“and the trees.” you teasingly added, the winds swayed with one another. the snow fell softly above you two as the quietness of the grove heard only your vows. you stared at him, repeating the words in hushed whisper. the same ones you had met in the woods, the first glance you knew your world would change entirely as your words were unison. koner could only let himself bask in the sight of you doing this brash act, his heart thumping wildly, not caring the consequences as he had you now. only the godswood tree witnessed the undying act of love being held as your voices synchronized. not leaving one’s gaze as the red leaves fell hearing your vows.

“father, smith, warrior, mother, maiden, crone, stranger. i am hers and she is mine, from this day, until the end of my days.”

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“do it again?” (ft. @mantorokk-writes) (18+)

koner the fruit fucker (ft. @mantorokk-writes) (18+)

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updated: 03 December 2023

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fhrlclln · 2 years

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Koner please.

Koner x Plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/n: Yes I love this. He barely has any dialogue. So I can add whatever I want. This is a long one. So make some time. Or save it for later. Whatever you want. Kay love ya bye.

Warnings: I was wondering. Do I still need to do this? Because of the community label thing. Hmm let me know. 18+ smut for the sake of smut but more towards the end, language, violence, torture, death, sexual implications, drinking, suggested rape(but didn't happen) and as always not proof and no word count.

Summary: Years of pain, years of torture, years of pinning after the one you most definitely can't have. Would he know what was true love if it was staring him right in the face? Probably not.

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Since children you have been friends. Together when you were born. Together when we're just little ones. Together now as you both came to age and so close to be wed. Not to each other though. Koner and you have been living a life of servitude. You, a lady in waiting to Lady Sansa Stark. Koner, a member of Winterfells guard. It was a lonely life, one that you wouldn't have chosen for yourself. But you had your father and you had Koner. It was never lonely for Koner though. Being a strapping young soldier he was very popular with the ladies. Taking a tavern wench or two. But now his sights were now set on the new arrival. The Lady Mary. A wretched woman you now have to serve as a handmaid to. It seems as if every night Koner was sneaking into her chambers, while you kept him out of trouble with your father. You were quite annoyed with him. How could he choose a married woman over you? You have been his best mate all his life but he never saw you. Never saw how much you cared or how much you loved him. Sure you weren't the prettiest maid in Winterfell, or the thinnest. You were blessed with many curves and thighs that touched. Maybe that is why he was just your friend. Or maybe it was because of the extra fabric you needed for your dresses. Or possibly it was because he saw you as a sister. Either way your love was not known or returned.

One cold night you were summoned to Lady Mary's chambers on the south side of the castle. You lived on the North side with your father and with kroner just across the way. Walking across the courtyard during one of the coldest nights in Winterfell, you ran into ser Koner.

" What the hell are you doing out here? Where is your cloak?"

You rolled your eyes. " Nice to see you too."

" It's freezing out here."

"Please we're Northerners, this cold is nothing. Besides your beloved asked for me."

" Mary? What for?"

" No idea. She's really needy that one."

" Needy for this cock." Koner cackled grabbing his equipment.

"You're disgusting."

He smirked. "Here take my cloak."

You raised your hand in refusal. "No thank you. I'm not in the mood for a lashing tonight"

Koner furrowed his brow. "Why would you get a lashing?"

" Well you see, your mistress is very obsessed with you"

" Well yeah who wouldn't be?" He ogled at you

"Me."

" Oh common love. Just admit you love me." He took off his cloak and wrapped it around you. You tried to protest, but he wasn't having it. "Just to the door."

"Right. Just to the door. You know you need to be careful Koner. I can't protect you if her husband comes."

"I don't need protection. Besides he's old and decrepit, he wouldn't set foot in Winterfell."

" Let's hope not." You finally approached the entrance of the south end.

"Now get inside before you catch a death of a cold."

"Do not tell me what to do."

He rolled his eyes. "You're the worst... Please my love. Will you please go inside? I need my best mate to be alive and well."

" That's better. You better hurry. Father will have your head of you're not at your post." You pulled off his cloak and wrapped it around him. You left your hand on his chest for just a moment. His heat radiating through his armor made you feel flushed.

" What's the matter?"

You looked up into his beautiful dark eyes pulling your hand away.

" Uhh just be careful. The dire wolves are on the hunt tonight. Wouldn't want them to mistake you for a fawn, with how big your eyes are tonight."

" I will be love. Now hurry. Can't keep my girl waiting." He gave you a hug and tugged your hair lightly before he took his leave.

You looked at him fondly wishing you were his.

If you only knew the burden I carry in my heart for you.

You took a deep breath and went inside.

You approached the chamber door and knocked. It swung open immediately.

" M'lady." You bowed

" Thank goodness." Mary said. "What took you so long? Is your weight slowing you down?"

" I'm sorry m'lady."

" Well, are you just going to stand there or are you coming in?"

You nodded and followed her. Closing the door behind you.

" Right I need you to change the linens. Poor Kony made such a mess. After, run me a bath."

" Yes m'lady."

" And make it quick. You know the dire wolves love fat maids."

You could have made the bath water scolding hot. So hot that it could burn her skin right off for that comment. But then you would probably be hanged. Instead you found the roughest, itches bedding you could find in hopes she would sleep awful that night. Tired of her snarky words, you had planned on asking Sansa to return to her favor.

...

"I HATE HER FATHER! SHE REPULSES ME! SHE'S A FUCKIN MONSTER." You went into the small kitchen screaming your head off. Not noticing Koner at the table stuffing his face as usual.

" Whoa now! That's no way for a lady to talk." Koner smirk with a mouth full of eggs and bread.

Your eyes flashed with anger. " Oh piss off!"

"Oh common love. She's not a monster."

" Fuck you! I was speaking to my father."

"I was speaking to my father" Koner mocking you.

" I will end you. And I will make it look like a bloody accident." You threatened pointing your finger at him.

" That's enough you two. It's too early for such nonsense.... You bicker like you're married already."

" What!?" You and Koner said at the same time

" Yeah. Isn't that what's going on between you two. Aren't you courting my daughter?"

" What?! Absolutely not. She's basically family."

Right like a sister. You thought

You didn't respond to your father's question.

" Well that's good to hear. I was wondering when you were going to ask for my permission."

" No need to worry about me sir. I love your daughter. But I have my eye on a sweet one." Koner gave you a wink and a grin.

You rolled your eyes and pushed his head lightly.

" A'right you two. I have business to attend to. Koner, stop annoying my daughter. Sweetheart, don't kill your best friend and be nice."

" No promises" you said giving your father a hug before he left.

You turned back to your mate. He was giving you a cheeky grin with so much food in his cheeks. He looked so cute.

You moved closer to him and narrowed your eyes. " I hate you so much you know that."

His eyes widened and he chewed slowly. You stared at him for a moment before the look on his face made you smile.

" Oh you tease. I really thought you hated me." He said pulling you onto his lap.

Your smile instantly faded and went into a frown.

" No Koner. Stop it. I'm too heavy." You tried to get off but he held you firmly.

His brows moved down and closer together. " What are you talking about? You're not heavy at all."

" Don't lie to me."

" Hey! I do not lie. You're perfect. If my heart hadn't already been taken, you and I would probably be married by default."

" Thank you. You really know how to charm a woman." You looked into his eyes and leaned back. "Hold on....Lady Mary has your heart?"

" Well no. Not really. It's not like I love her. She's just a good fuck."

" Good... you deserve better."

He tilted his head and smirked. " And who might that be? Wait- what's that?"

You looked around trying to find what he was talking about.

" No that smell. " He pointed his nose in the air and sniffed. " It's you."

You turned back to face him. He moved his head only inches away from your neck and took a deep breath in. It made a heat grow in your stomach.

" Is- is it off putting?"

He put his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you so close you could feel him breathing you in. Your eyes roll back at his grip on you and your heart was racing.

" No. Not at all. It smells heavenly. What is it?" He was still holding onto you.

" umm it's a new wash I made." you swallowed. " Honey oats, milk with a touch of vanilla."

He hummed into your neck. "Could I have some? For Mary. I hate the smell of lavender. That's all she has."

All the feelings you were having were gone in an instant. You pulled out his grasp and went to wrap up a bar in parchment paper and twine. Nearly crying. But you tried your best to mask your heartache. Once you were finished you handed it to him.

Koner took the package and couldn't help looking at the scars on your hands. He remembered when you got them. He was training to be a guard and he hadn't eaten in 3 days. You had stolen a tray of meat pies and a large pitcher of ale for him. The head cook Martha normally wouldn't have cared if you took things. But those were made special for king Roberts visit. You didn't know that and Martha had whipped your hands until you were all bloody and bruised. You always did things like that. Always getting hurt or disciplined for him. He never asked you to do that for him. But you did. With you saying that they would be easier on you because of who your father was. And that you were a woman. Which was true. If he told Martha it was him who took the pies, he wouldn't have hands. But he loved you for that. You guys have been so close for years and he really did feel like you were his family. You and your father took him in when his parents were killed in the Invasion Of The Ironborn. He hated Theon Greyjoy ever since. He believed that Ramsey Bolton gave him what he deserved. But after saving Lady Sansa from the bastard, Koner respected Theon. Country, duty, and honor were very important to Koner. So Theon going through all that and still fought for Wintefell was commendable. He would be happy fighting side by side. He was thankful for you and your family. The care that you and your father showed him was heartwarming and he loved you both.

After handing Koner the soap, you went to get yourself a cup of tea.

" So what happened last night?" He asked, finishing his breakfast.

"Ugh! She had me cleaning up the sheets. Full of Koner babies." You faked a shiver to give him the idea that you didn't want your bedding to have his love staining them. But you did. You wanted to have all his babies. " And she had me relieve her of your buried seed."

Koner's jaw dropped in disbelief. "You touched her....down..down there?"

" Yes" you hissed.

" What the fuck?!"

" I know. That's why I'm going to speak with Sansa to see if I may return to her court."

"Right... You won't tell her about me and Mary?"

"No you idiot. Do you understand that they will kill you if they find out about you two."

" Yes I know. Just checking."

" Don't you know by now that I would never put you in danger?" You gave him a sorrowful look. " You also don't want to have a child out of wedlock."

He stood up and came to hug you. " I know love. Thanks for that. Thank you for everything. I should have never came in her. You're right. It was a stupid mistake. And I'm so sorry you had to do that. I promise to never do that again."

You held him breathing his scent. He smelled of a fire and a salty musk. You loved it. You always liked his scent. It was so intoxicating. " You better not or I'll have Ghost rip you to shreds."

" So malicious this morning." He moved his head from the top of your head to look down at you.

Still in his long arms you looked up meeting his eyes. "When it comes to you love. I can be quite discourteous. You bring out the best in me."

He snorted. "And you me." He gave you a quick peck on the forehead."

" Go get some sleep. I'll have supper ready for when you wake."

" Ahhh yes. Custard filled pastries for dessert?" He practically drooled on you.

" Yes Koner." You didn't mean to sound annoyed. But thankfully he was too tired to notice.

He gave you one last squeeze and tugged your hair softly before heading to bed. As soon as you heard the door close you started talking to yourself in a whisper.

"Why do you do things like that to me? Why do you hold me like that? Smell me like that. Don't you know how much it hurts me?"

You cleaned up the mess your father and Koner made and finally sat to have a bit of porridge. Once finished you went out to request an audience with Lady Stark. She wasn't available until later on in the evening, so you went to the kitchens to get ingredients for supper. Including Martha's famous custard pastries. They were Koner's favorite since he was little. Ever since the lashing Martha gave you, you never stole anything from her again. Whatever it was you needed, all you would have to do is ask and she was more than happy to give it to you.

...

Today was perfect. You had the day off and you planned on knitting a pair of gloves for your father and Koner. So while supper was cooking you sewed. You did your best to not wake Koner down the hall. Being as quiet as a mouse, you tipped toe around getting Koner's lunch ready and readying your father a plate. It was getting dark and Koner got in the bath you had ready for him. You had started warming up clean bath water for your father. A few minutes later, your father came when you and Koner were leaving. You said you would return shortly and your father nodded.

You guys walked together, constantly bumping each other until you were at the main hall.

"Say hello to Sansa for me."

You nodded and watched him leave to his post.

Seven protect him.

...

Sansa was talking to Arya when you walked in. You didn't hear what they were saying but you didn't care. You never cared for sticking your nose into anyone's business. You waited patiently until Arya left giving you a smile. You used to babysit her when she was little. But she was all grown up now and very beautiful. And just a bit scary.

" Y/n. Please. Come to the fire. It's getting cold." Sansa waved for you to join her behind the head of the table in front of the huge fire place.

" Yes m'lady." You said giving her a curtsy.

"Please. How many times have I asked you to call me Sansa? We grew up together. Just because I have a new title doesn't mean we are no longer friends."

You nodded and pulled up a seat facing her.

"So you came to talk about the request for your hand?"

" What?! What request?" Your voice came out in its highest octave. You cleared your throat. " Sorry"

She laughed. " No, don't be Sorry. I just thought you knew."

"Knew what?"

"Henk asked your father for your hand."

Your mouth dropped open and you held your breath.

" No don't worry. He said no."

" Oh thank the seven." You praised finding air again.

" ahh but. He did come here and asked me to arrange a marriage."

"Sansa please! N-no I don't-"

" See worrying again... I said no as well." She smiled

" Thank you. . I would rather fling myself off the wall than marry that idiot."

" Yeah he really is an idiot isn't he? But umm do you have someone in mind? I don't want to arrange any marriages under my watch. I know what it's like. And I swore I would never allow it. Every woman should have a voice in who she spends her life with."

" Thank you. And I agree completely"

" So Koner then?"

You blushed. " Uhh no."

" Seriously?! I'm honestly surprised by that. I thought you guys would be at your fifth child already."

You chuckled nervously. "No no. We're just friends."

She slanted her eyes at you. "Well what about Gendry or Podrick? Gendry has the muscle. And Podrick I hear is well-endowed."

" Sansa?!"

" What? Both are equally handsome."

" Yes. But gossips are saying Gendry is in love with Arya. And Podrick is a knight. Both of them are out of my class."

"Screw class. Besides you're a lady in wait. You're part of my court so you're free to choose whomever."

" Sansa...I don't think I'm ready for that just yet "

" Oh I'm sorry I just assumed. No no. That's fine as well."

" Thank you."

"Just let me know when you are ready and we will plan the ceremony together."

" Thank you Sansa. That means the world to me."

" No need for thanks. That's what friends do for each other, repel the undesirable." She giggled

" Speaking of undesirables...Lady Mary."

" Oh ugh. Right. Number one undesirable."

" Sansa may I please speak freely?"

" Of course."

" I hate that woman. She's gross and mean. She constantly makes comments about my weight. And I just cannot stand her. I asked for an audience because I would like to return to your court."

" She pokes at your weight? What a bitch. I'm going to have to bring her manners or lack there of with her husband."

" I need distance. Or I might just leave a candle too close to the curtains in her chambers."

" Well no don't do that. But she will be gone soon."

"That's what everyone keeps saying. But here she is. 6 months later."

" She really has over stayed her welcome hasn't she?"

" By 6 months!"

You stared at each other and started to laugh.

" I've missed you."

You smiled. "Missed you too.....but may I please be free of her?"

" I'm sorry. She specifically requested you. And we need her to be happy. Or she will tell her husband to pull his banner men from the war. And we cannot afford to lose any more men."

You nodded in defeat.

" But I promise you. She will be leaving here shortly. There was a raven for her, calling her back south. Her husband seems to be on his death bed. And they need her right away."

" Oh thank the seven. ..but what if she returns?"

" Then I will find another to cater to her."

" Thank you Sansa. Thank you so much."

"Anything for my closet friend."

...

The conversation went on longer than you expected and it was already dark. You were walking back home when you saw Koner patrolling. You waved to each other and you turned home.

Your heart leaped at his smile. Your knees weakened when he gazed upon you.

Koner please see me. See my love

You heard shouting coming from behind the door of your home. You reached for the handle when the door swung open. Familiar faces ran past you. (Other captains in arms.) You saw your father getting dressed.

" What is it? Are we being attacked?" You were suddenly out of breath.

He looked up at you. "No! Where were you?! Were you with him?!" He sounded very angry.

" With who?"

"Koner. That son of a bitch wasn't at his post."

" What? Yes he was. I just saw him. He was on patrol."

" WHERE?!"

You jumped at his voice. " In-in the north courtyard."

" He's been missing for over 3 hours. And no one can find him."

You backed away in fear of your father. "He was just patrolling."

" No he abandoned his post."

You saw your father grabbed his sword off the mantle. He mumbled under his breath. He was trying to protect you from his words. But you heard him.

" You know the penalty for oath breaking."

" NO!" You screamed blocking the doorway.

" Move now!"

" No please you can't!" You begged

He pulled you by your elbows towards him. "It has to be done."

" No please. He's family."

"I'm sorry. I'll make it as painless as possible." He sighed pushed you to the side and walked out.

What could you do to stop him? He was going to kill Koner. It was an awful thought. But you needed to save him. Your friend. Your love.

You ran after your father. "He was with me!" You stopped and fell to your knees. " Koner was with me."

Your father stopped in his tracks. "Where were you?" He said coldly

"In-in the stables."

He turned around and looked at you with such anger and disgust. " Get up! And go inside! I will handle this."

You shook your head. " Please father don't ...don't."

He came over and pulled you to your feet. " I will not harm him. Now go inside."

You looked down at his sword.

" Here put it back. Now GO!"

He handed you his sword. It was almost too heavy to carry. He turned and walked away.

You felt like you couldn't breathe and you were shaking uncontrollably. It seemed like hours before he returned. You were pacing the small living quarters when the door opened. Koner was standing there with your father behind him. He pushed him into the room, shutting the door behind them.

Koner had a busted lip. As soon as you saw that you went to him.

" You said you weren't going to hurt him!" You shouted trying to clean off the blood.

" It wasn't me. It was the others holding him until I got there."

Koner didn't look at you and tried to pull away.

" Stop it. Let me clean it." You ordered. Pulling him to sit down while you grabbed a wash cloth.

He relaxed and allowed you to continue. You cupped his chin to make him meet your gaze. His eyes were glossed over. It was as if he was gone.

" Go on boy." Your father said through his teeth.

You looked back and forth between Koner's big dark eyes.

"Y/n. I'm sorry for all of this. I never meant for any of this to happen. But if you will still have me. I would like you to be my wife."

" WHAT?!" you dropped your hands and stepped back.

Koner stood up and went towards you. " Please love. I want to be your husband."

"NO!"

"Yes child. This is the only way." Your father said.

"NO! He has a choice. He can be sent to the wall."

" That isn't a choice. He broke an oath. That would make him a traitor. All traitors found in Winterfell will be put to death. This is the only way he lives. You are my daughter. And if you love him I will not take him away from you."

" It's ok love. I want this. I want us to be together." Koner said softly moving closer.

You shook your head as his eyes pleaded with you.

"What is it going to be?" Your fathers voice broke your concentration.

You looked at your father, then back to Koner. He grabbed your hands and placed a small kiss on them.

" Please love. We can be together now."

Your heart sank and you started to cry. You nodded "yes. I will be your wife."

" It's settled. You will be married in a fort-night." Your father pulled Koner by the shoulder and pushed him outside.

" I'm going to bed. You ought to as well."

"Yes father"

You waited until you heard his door close before you hurried after Koner.

Stepping out into the cold air you ran right into his chest. You took a step back. When you made eye contact, he embraced you. You held him as tightly as he held you. You felt a kiss on the crown of your head.

" I'm so sorry love. I don't know what happened. Time just slipped away."

" How could you do that? I told you to be careful."

" I know. I'm an idiot."

He held you so close you could hear his heart racing.

" I'm sorry. I -I had to say something. I had to. My father-"

" I know. It's a'right."

" I thought I lost you." You sobbed into his chest.

"Never. I love you so much. You keep saving me. I can't believe I got so lucky having a friend like you."

Right. Friend.

" That's my job. I love you too."

A few seconds went by and Koner pulled back a bit. " Do you think Sansa can help us? To help stop this marriage."

You knew that the way this happened was wrong. But you couldn't help yourself from becoming upset.

Your heart broke. "I will speak to her."

"Thank you, love."

...

The following morning you were summoned to the main hall. You were standing in front of Sansa. She looked incredibly upset.

" I'm so sorry M'lady."

She held up her hand to quiet you. " Why did you lie?"

"I-I don't ....I can't"

" Where was he?" She asked in a tone that showed you why she was in the position she was in.

You just shook your head. You couldn't tell her. Or else his head would be on the chopping block.

She looked annoyed. " Do you want this?"

"I-"

" I know you love him. I've always known. And I know you would do anything for him. But your father asked me to arrange it. I have no choice."

" Please Sansa. He doesn't love me. I...I can't marry someone who doesn't love me back....Could you please make an exception? Just this once. "

" You are willing to go to the Silent Sisters?"

" Yes. Yes of course."

" He would still die though."

" What?! Why?!"

"Because oathbreakers die."

"But Sansa-"

" No! There are only two options. Marry or he dies. I know it's not much of a choice. But it's all you have. I will not force you to marry so choose."

" He doesn't love me. He never will."

" Are you sure about that?"

" Yes."

" Then you choose death.... Guard!"

" NO PLEASE! I WILL MARRY. I WILL MARRY HIM" you sobbed.

Sansa knew that you would happily lay down your life for his. But you also would never tell him how much you cared for him. So she devised a plan. He was going to know. And he would have no choice but to love you. If she would threaten to take you away. Maybe he will see that he loves you just as much.

" Guard. Take Y/n to get cleaned up. Wake Koner. I need to speak with him."

"Yes M'lady. Right away."

You looked as Sansa with so much worry.

" I will give you both the choice. And after I speak with him, you will return and give your answers at the same time. If they do not match, then it is settled."

The guard ushered you away. Koner came just a little while later.

"Lady Stark."

" Koner! Have you defiled my lady in waiting?"

"I-"

" You idiot!"

" I.. I'm sorry."

" You should be. You two have given me no choice. You must marry."

" Please I...we can't. I'm not in love with her."

" Do you understand what you have done?"

" Please M'lady. Send me to the wall. I'll take that oath."

" Is that what you want? You want y/n to be hanged?!"

" WHAT?!"

" You spoiled my lady in waiting. And unless you marry she will be hanged."

"Why?!"

" Because the Silent Sisters will not take her. And I will not have a whore in my court."

" She's not a-"

"Enough! Choose! Marry her and grow to love her. Or have her hang. Guard. Bring her back."

How could he say no? How could he not make that sacrifice for you? You always did for him. Now he could finally start to repay you. Maybe he could love you. It was the least he could do. He would not lose you to a stupid lie. A lie you told to protect him.

Koner watches as you enter the hall, with bloodshot eyes and bags. You must have not slept all night. You came to him and he held you. He moved a strand of hair and tucked it behind your ear. He kissed you on the cheek.

" You a'right love?"

" Yes." You responded. Your voice just about a whisper. " I'm sorry. I tried."

" No it's okay. I know you did."

Sansa interrupted the small moment you two had.

" What is your decision? Will you wed?"

Koner didn't look away from you and neither did you.

"Will you marry me love?" He asked in his sweetest loving voice.

"Yes... Will you be my husband?" You spoke ever so softly.

"Nothing would make me happier." He really did mean that. If he had to marry anyone, why not his best friend.

Sansa could hear the conversation you two were having, and she knew her plan was successful.

" What will it be?" She asked again.

You both nodded and said yes in unionson.

"Perfect. Now kiss."

Your head snapped to her and you could feel Koner's hair on the side of your face.

Koner hung his head at Sansa's request. Of course she would want that.

Sansa gave you a smirk and nodded.

You whispered. " Let's be quick about it."

"I don't think that would satisfy our Lady." He pulled your face back to his by your chin. " Let's give her a show."

You closed your eyes wishing for this not to be the reason you shared your first kiss with Koner. But things never seemed to work in your favor.

You felt his rough hand touching your face as gently as he could. Finally setting it on the side of your neck.

He looked at you with such sadness. He hated the thought that he was going to be your first kiss. You deserved so much better than this. With someone who was worthy of it. He already ruined your future and he wasn't going to ruin another thing for you. He was going to kiss you with all the love he could find. His love for his parents, the love he had for the red wine from the south and custard pastries, his love of sex. The love he had for you and your father. He would pour every ounce of all the love he has ever known into this kiss. In hopes that it would be enough for you. He saw your large bosoms rise and fall with anticipation or nervousness. He didn't know. He slowly leaned his head down to meet your lips.

When his lips touch yours his heart stops. Time seemed to slow. He never felt this way. He first felt his cock twitch. But then he felt a warmth fill his face and chest. As the kiss deepened he didn't want to stop. What was this? It can't be. Had he finally felt something that he thought he would never truly find?

Finally the kiss you've been waiting so long for. The one you would have done anything for. The world disappeared. Everything went silent. You pulled him closer by his collar and stood up on your toes to have better access. You could feel his hands moved to hold your waist tighter and impossibly closer. You were so excited. Because now Koner was to be yours. And you were never gonna let him go. Even if his love for you was that of a friend. You would do everything in your power to be a good wife for him.

It was Arya who cleared her throat that finally broke you two apart. Koner kept one of his hands on the small of your back and the other by his side. He was in shock. That kiss was not what he expected.

You face Arya. You were about to bow and call her m'lady. But she held out her hand.

"Don't call me a lady. And no need to bow." She put a hand on Koner and your shoulder. Smiling happily. " I like this. Seems like a good match."

" Th-thank you." Koner replied.

He couldn't stop looking at you. Though you looked so tired and sad. All he could think about was how beautiful you were. Have you always been and he just chose to see past it?

" Right. Koner, get some rest. And y/n, tell your father I will acknowledge this betrothal. And the date is set."

You both bowed and left. Sansa smirked as Arya came to her.

" It's about time don't you think?"

Sansa smirked. " You're telling me."

" Was that your handy work Sansa?"

" Whatever do you mean?"

They both laughed.

" Alright. So...about Little finger."

...

The moment you stepped outside you felt a wave of regret and sorrow. That kiss meant everything to you. And you couldn't help but feel so sad that you knew Koner would never love you the same.

You walked in silence and could feel him staring at you.

" You ok love?"

All you could do was nod. Your heart was broken and it took everything you had to not cry. When you got to your quarters you gave Koner a hug and quickly went inside. Finally alone, everything you bottled up came spewing out. Your heart hurt so much that it felt like you were dying. You wished that this pain would stop. A while later you waited for your father to give him the good news.

Koner wanted to say something. Anything after the audience with Sansa. But he couldn't. His heart broke for you. But at the same time it was like the Seven gave him clarity. He knew that you were saddened by everything he has done in the past day. Your quietness and your failure to return his gaze hurt him. How all you had since last night was a look of worrying and a hint of tears in your eyes. And what seemed like a permanent frown. All he wanted was to see you happy again. He promised himself he was going to be a good husband to you. No matter what. He just needed to work out what this new found light was all about. But he promised to see you smile again. If it was the last thing he did.

...

He went to sleep that afternoon to rest up before his watch. But he couldn't sleep. He kept waking from night terrors. Seeing you walking to the gallows. Or seeing you hanging from the castle wall. He got up in the early hours of the evening. He had planned to talk to Lady Mary to let her know what was going on prior to work.

He was down the hallway when he heard moaning. He was close enough to know it was coming from Lady Mary's chambers. From the sounds, it seemed like someone was fucking. He crept closer to try and hear better. That's when he noticed it wasn't moaning. It was whimpering and quiet screams. Like someone was covering their mouth.

" Henk, show the fat whore what happens when she fucks my Kony. Take her. She's open to any and everyone. And if you scream y/n I will cut out your tongue."

Koner's heart sank and he felt his soul leave his body. He pushed open the door and was petrified. The smell of burning flesh hit him first. The sight of you was unnerving. He saw Henk hovering over your back. Your dress was hiked up and most of the fabric was torn. The parts of your back he could see was covered in slashes. When you looked up to him, Your face was bloody and bruised. Your hand was covering your mouth. When he finally saw your eyes, he died inside. You were reaching for him. Before he could comprehend what was happening he was on Henk beating the shit out of him. Blinded by such rage.

"KONY! STOP!"

Lady Mary went to try and pull him off, but he pushed her away. He was going to kill Henk. This man had just raped you. He was beating his face to a pulp when he he went for his sword.

"K-kon-er..."

Your broken voice put a halt on his swing. When he looked over to you, you were curled in a ball on your side, hugging yourself. He got off of Henk dropping his sword and went to your side. Your arms had so many cuts, he didn't know where he could touch you without hurting you more. He did his best to pull you into his lap.

You were still hugging yourself with your eyes closed with your body trembling and you were gasping for air. Your arms fell when you passed out. That's when all the blood drained from Koner's face. He now knew where the smell was coming from. You had a 'W' double brand on your exposed chest. It was as if you moved during the first burn that whoever did it had to do it again.

" Isn't it just perfect. 'W' was meant for Wintefell. But for her it stands for whore." Mary sneered

" Why?" His voice broke. "WHY?!"

" Why? Are you that stupid? It was because of you. Do you really think you can fuck her and then live happily ever after?"

" WHAT?! IT WAS A LIE. SHE LIED."

" Please you can't deny it now. You guys are betrothed. Why would she lie?"

" TO SAVE US! TO SAVE ME!"

Mary narrowed her eyes. " What does that mean?"

" Her father found out I wasn't at my post last night. WHY WASN'T I AT MY POST MARY?!"

"I-I" she stuttered.

"BECAUSE I WAS WITH YOU!"

You opened your eyes from him shouting. You looked at him with a small smile before closing them again.

" Her Father was going to behead me for abandoning my watch. And she lied saying she was with me in order for me to receive mercy. He father spared my life if I were to marry her."

Lady Mary gasped and ran to your side across from him.

" How could you do this to her? No one deserves this."

" I'm so so sorry. Here let me help." Mary reached out to touch you.

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!"

" Please Kony...let me help."

"No! You have done enough!"

He took off his cloak and tucked you in it as best as he could.

"Common love. Wake up. Let's get you out of here"

You opened your eyes again.

" That's it. Common. To your feet."

He pulled you up as gently as possible. Your knees were weak and you barely could stand. He threw your arm over his shoulders and positioned himself under you as a prop.

"Kony." Mary called out. But he didn't stop

He was half caring and half dragging you out the entrance. It was already pitch black outside. Only small torches lit the walls. Your legs gave and you pulled him down with you.

" I'm..I'm sorry..I can't...it hurts.." you were out of breath.

Koner kneeled down next to you. " No it's not your fault....here let me take off my armor. Then I can-"

"No- don't say it. You can't carry me."

" At least let-"

" What's going on here?"

Koner looked up and saw Tormund Giantsbane.

" What happened to her?" Tormund kneeled down next to you as well. " FUCK! She will die if we don't get her help."

Tormund looked over Koner and grunted. He put his arms under you and lifted you with such ease.

"Common boy. Lead the way."

Koner nodded and started jogging to Martha's. Finally at her chamber door, he was out of breath. He keeled over grabbing his knees and hung his head.

Tormund was right behind him. He was fine. Totally fine. Tormund pound at the door with his foot.

" H-how?...are...are you... so strong?"

"Milk boy!" His kicked the door again. "straight from the bulls teet."

Koner lifted his head with his brows becoming one. "From the bulls teet?"

" Yeah! You have to get it straight from the source." Tormund kicked the door as hard as he could

"What the-" Koner stopped mid question when he heard a small laugh coming from you. He thought he imagined it. But you whimpered right after.

" WHAT IN THE 7 DO YOU WANT?!-" Martha shouted while opening her door. But she paused when she saw you. Martha looked right at Koner. " What have you done now?!"

Martha pulled in Tormund and motioned him to lay you down. He did so gently. Koner followed behind

" What do you need? Whatever it is, I'll get it." Koner's eyes were filled with tears that he could not hold back.

Martha looked you over and made sure to keep your modesty intact from the wildling and Koner. "We will need the milk of the poppy, and essences of night shade for after."

Tormund grunted and started digging through his fur cloak. He pulled out a small vile. " erm milk of the poppy."

Martha glared at him.

"What? I found it." Tormund grinned

Martha ignored him." We will also need hot clean water and as many bandages you can get me."

The guys left and Martha lifted your head so that you could drink some of the medicine.

" Stupid girl! When will enough be enough? Is your love for him worth dying for?"

"Yes" you groaned while passing out.

The guys return with everything martha needed. Once handing it to her she kicked both of them out.

" Are you gonna tell me what happened boy?"

Koner looked at Tormund. "It's better if you don't know. Thank you for helping us."

Tormund grinned and tossed him a water skin. " I couldn't find a bull but I found a sheep. Should work. You need to grow boy! No way you can lift your woman with those scrawny arms." He said hitting him on the arm

"Right."

Tormund left and Koner waited until he had to leave. He heard you muffled screams and all he could do was cry. He didn't want to go. He wanted to be with you. But all of this was happening because of him. He couldn't do anything to jeopardize his future with you. He didn't really understand what he was feeling. All he knew was that he wanted to hold you and protect you.

...

In the early morning hours Lady Mary found him on his patrol.

" Please Kony talked to me."

" There is nothing to say." He didn't look at her

" Please I'm leave soon. And I have to make this right."

He was so angry but he knew he needed her. He had written out a note requesting for you to join her on her travels. You really weren't going but your father couldn't see you that way. So in order to give you time to heal it had to be done.

" I need you to sign this." He pulled out the note and handed it to her.

" What? She's not coming with me."

" Just sign it. No one can see her that way."

" Then where is she going to stay."

" Why do you care?"

"Please Kony don't be angry with me." She said while grabbing his cock.

" Sign the fuckin note." He said pulling her hand away.

" What are you going to do for me?" She smirk

He hated her. But he had to do this for you.

" Sign it...and I'll fuck you."

"Here?"

" Yes here. But you have to sign it."

She turned him around to use his back as support. He pulled out a quill and travel ink and gave it to her. She wrote quickly and handed it back.

He snatched it and put it in his breast pocket. " Get on your knees."

She did so. He untied his trousers and pulled out his raging hard on. " Open your mouth."

She did so and he shoved his cock in. Fucking her mouth until she choked. She was trying to pull away to breath but he wasn't going to let her. He hoped she would just die choking. But when she didn't he lifted her and turned he around lifting her dress. He pounded into her so hard she screamed. He pulled her hair bringing her head up.

" I fuckin hate you." He said into her ear.

She moaned as she came close to her release. He thrusted as hard as he could to get her there. And after a moment her loose walls clenched around him. As soon as she was finished he pushed her off of him.

" Oh Kony I love you."

He didn't say anything as he fixed himself.

" I will be back soon. I don't want to miss the wedding."

" There won't be one for a while now."

" Well send me a raven. And I will be here." She kissed him on the cheek and took her leave.

He wished her party would be ransacked on the road by the Lannisters men. He prayed to the 7 she would be killed. He went to the edge of the wall and threw up. He was so disgusted with himself. The rest of his watch he thought about you. He shouldn't have fucked her. But he had to.

In the morning he went to Martha's chamber. She was just heading to the kitchens. He handed her the message to give to your father. He decided to stay with you. When he finally saw you, you were cleaned up and were sleeping. He took off his leather armor and boots. He climbed into the large bed and watched you. He wanted to hold you, but he was afraid.

" You should have let me die." He whispered. He watched you until he fell asleep.

...

You were asleep for days. You had woken up a few times when he was gone. But every morning he would lay next to you. He missed your voice and your smile. He wanted to look in your beautiful eyes and talk like before. Fight like before. His missed you.

A week later he had the day off. He had just come from picking you some wild flowers. You were sitting up on the bed reading. When your eyes met he smiled. But you didn't smile back. Your face was no longer swollen but the bruises still remain. He set down the flowers and sat next to you.

"y/n"

"Koner"

"I'm so sorry my love"

You closed the book and laid it down. You rest your head on his shoulder.

" When can I go outside?"

" Soon"

You slightly nodded. " I would like to rest now."

"A"right" he was upset that you barely spoken. He understood why you were so apprehensive. But he wished you would just talk to him.

He was about to leave when you grabbed his his hand. He turned to look at you.

"Stay?"

"Umm yes of course."

He laid down with you. You pulled his arm under your head and laid on his chest. This was the first time you have ever done this. His heart began to race. He tried to not move, just in case.

" When will we be married?" You asked in a sweet soft tone

" I-when would you like to?"

" as soon as I'm healed properly."

He agreed. "Whatever you would like."

"Thank you."

You adjusted yourself getting closer to him.

" I love you Koner." You whispered before you fell asleep.

He got this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. " I love you too."

...

It was a beautiful night a month later when Koner was standing in front of the weirwood tree. Snow covered the ground with a few red leaves on top. Torches lit the aisle. He was dressed in his best. He was joined by Bran, Sansa, Arya, John Snow, and queen Daenerys. There were a handful of other commoners that you two were closet too. Normally such wedding ceremonies were for nobility, but Sansa and Martha had planned this for you.

You were stand with your father in one of the most beautiful dress he has ever seen. A long flowing white dress with a matching cloak and flowered embroidery all over the corset. Your hair was pinned up with 3 winter roses. He didn't know if it was the dress that made you look irresistible or if it was you who made the dress look exquisite. Either way you were magnificent.

" We don't have time for this John." Daenerys said in a hush tone.

" Common Danny. There's always time for love."

Daenerys gave him a thin smile. " But they are just commoners."

" They are family." Arya interject. Giving Daenerys a scowl.

" We know them well and they are like family. Unlike some." Sansa sneered.

"Guys that's enough. She's coming." John nodded towards the end of the aisle.

It was quite obvious the sisters didn't care for Daenerys. And they could have a go. But it was a wedding. Your wedding. They all needed to be on their best behavior.

While you were doing your bridal march you were squeezing your fathers arm. He looked at you and you looked absolutely terrified. He wanted to take you home but this needed to be done.

"Who comes before the old gods tree tonight?" Bran, who was officiating the ceremony asked.

As you stopped at the altar as your father answered.

" Y/n... She comes to beg the blessings of the gods. Who comes to claim her?"

" I Koner, guards men of the house Stark. Who gives her?" He said stepping forward towards you.

" Donnis, captain of the guards of house Stark. Father of the betrothed."

Your father took your hand and placed it into Koners. You hadn't looked at him at all. You both kneeled in front of the weirwood tree and said a few prayers. After you both got back to your feet.

"Y/n, do you take this man?"

You looked at Bran. And said a nervous" yes"

"Koner, do you take this woman?"

" I do"

" Turn and face one another."

You did. As you looked deeply into Koner's eyes your anxiousness faded. He smiled so lovingly down at you. You held out your interwoven hands and Sansa came with a large blue ribbon wrapping it around your hands into a knot.

"Let this knot indicate the strength of your love and be a symbol of your unity from this day forward."

"He is mine and I am his" you said your vows.

"She is mine and I am hers." Koner followed after you.

Then together. "You are mine, and I am yours, from this day until the end of my days."

Sansa untied you and you kneeled. Koner bent down to take off your bridal cloak. Handing it to Martha and grabbed his cloak. He dawned it on you as a symbol of protection over his new bride. He offered you his hand to help you stand up.

"With this kiss, I pledge my love." Koner proclaimed as he leaned down to kiss you sweetly.

...

The feast was filled with laughter and dancing. All were so happy but you. Koner watched you all night and not once did you smile. You hadn't laughed or partook in any of the festivities. Besides poking at your meal, you weren't really participating in much. You danced a bit with him but never looked at him. He was overwhelmed by his thoughts of you. Ever since the first kiss, something changed in him. Then when you were beaten and your innocence was so forcefully taken. He knew he loved you. He knew he would die for you. He realized there was no one like you. The comfortability you two shared was unmatched to anyone he has ever been with. He always found you to be beautiful and smart. But it wasn't until after the first kiss that he never wanted someone more. You had always been his world. But just then he realized he could never be apart from you.

But when your demnor shifted he felt like he lost his one true love. He lost track of his drinking throughout the feast. He was drinking his hurt away. Did you really not want to be his wife? Was how he felt about you now, not reciprocated? He thought that maybe you could return his love one day. But tonight was the bedding ceremony and he was nervous. Would you allow him to venture down there after what happened? Would you even like it? All these questions floated in his head as he poured ale after ale.

The feast whined to an end and you were carted off by a few handmaidens to his bed chamber. After what seemed like hours he stood up from the head table and stumbled a bit. A few of his mates surrounded him and were tugging at his armor pushing him toward his chamber. The air was filled with laughs and vulgarity. Once he was standing in front of his door he was swaying. He was now only in his braies and tunic. Someone opened the door and pushed him in. Almost falling he caught himself. He turned towards the door and closed it, locking it behind him. He could still hear the others on the other side shouting suggestions. He laughed and turned to the room. You were standing by the fire in your chemise with your back to him. He fumbled around taking off his tunic and positioning himself on the thin palliasse. He threw his head back onto the pillow and sighed. He heard you sigh as well and he propped himself up to look at you.

You unraveled your hair, shaking it slightly to loosen it. You turned and slowly walked to the foot of the bed. Eyes on the ground you untied the string of your smock. He could make out your breast through the slightly sheer fabric. When you finished pulling the thin string he was able to see the middle of your chest with just a hint of your large bosoms. He looked at you intently. In aww of your comely body.

You pulled the cloth off your shoulders and let the garment fall to the floor. Your bare beautiful curvy body was a sight. He felt his length erect immensely at your alluring thighs. He eyed you as you went to the available space next to him. As you laid there he turned to look at you. The room began to spin slightly. He took off his braies. He didn't notice that you had your eyes shut the whole time he was in you. He came quickly and rolled off. He really couldn't think straight. All he could do was fall asleep.

...

In the morning he woke up with a piercing headache. He looked over and you weren't there. He pulled the quilt he had on him back and sat up. He rubbed the back of his neck. He was trying to remember the night before. But he couldn't. When he sat up he saw dried blood at the base of his cock. He turned to look at the bed. The linens had a small stain where you had laid. He was confused. Did he hurt you that bad last night? Wait no he knew exactly where that came from. But how? He thought Henk penetrated you. He tried to think back. When he was on top of Henk punching him, he remembered that his trousers were still on. He got dressed as quickly as he could to find you.

He searched the castle grounds, the kitchens, the stables, and the market place. But to no avail. He went to your father's quarters and was told that you were in your bed chamber.

He knocked before letting himself in. You were in bed fast asleep. He went to you and laid facing you. He looked you over and saw finger print bruises on your wrist. You had bite marks on your neck. He moved a strand of loose hair behind your ear. Besides the marks he left you, you looked absolutely stunning. He kissed your forehead and said he loved you and promised to never be so rough with you again.

Koner took you so rough last night. It was as if he was some wild animal in heat. You had never pictured your innocence to be taken that way. It hurt so bad. But at least it was over as quickly as it started. You had always pictured Koner being so gentle and caring. But he didn't even kiss you and that broke your heart. You left when he fell asleep. You went to wash up when you saw the blood. At first you thought it was your bleeds but it didn't last long. You remember a conversation you had with Martha the day before the wedding. That when you lay with a man for the first time you would bleed. You worried if Koner would no longer want you after he saw that. So instead of going back to his bed, you slept in yours. You were so incredibly tired from all that had happened in the past few days that all you wanted to do was rest.

You cried yourself to sleep. Wishing for your friend back. Wishing for your Koner.

When you woke you found Koner snuggled up next to you. You smiled. After everything he still wanted to sleep with you. You haven't decided to live in his quarters yet. But you had hoped he would ask. Sure you knew that obviously a husband and wife should live together. However, so many things were out of your control that at the very least Koner and you would make that decision without influence.

You went to the kitchens to find food for yourself and Koner. Martha was in there with a few maids readying supper.

" Hello dear. Done already? We thought you wouldn't be out of that room for weeks." Martha teased

You gave her a smile. " I umm we need some food and water."

" Of course you do. You need to build up your strength again."

You smiled shyly as Martha filled a basket with dried meats, cheese, grapes, and bread. She set a large pitcher of water next to the basket.

"How was he?" She asked

Your smiled faded and you hesitated to answer. " Umm fine. Martha, how do I make him happy? Possibly last longer?"

She laughed." Oh darling. Just be a good wife. Do as he says, and stay silent. Don't resist him unless he seems to like it. Let him fill you with his seed as often as he wants. Bare his sons. As for prolonging his release. Ask him softly to switch positions. This will give him a moment to draw back. As soon as you feel his body tensed, stop. He will coerce you to continue, but just kiss him to distract his need to release. After a moment then move until you reach yours. But do not stop until he follows you."

You bit your lip and nodded. " Thank you."

She beamed at you and pushed the basket and pitcher towards you.

You went back and didn't see Koner. You went to his quarters and knocked. When he opened the door his frown turned. He seemed so happy to see you. He stepped back to let you enter. You went to his small table and placed what you brought down. When you turned to him he was sitting on a chair next to the fire. He looked bewildered.

You went to him and kissed him on his forehead. When he looked at you his eyes were filled with guilt. You had no clue what to do. So you started removing your robe and he was staggered. You went for your garment but he stopped you.

" No. Please stop."

You coward away. Did he not want you?

" No. No. Don't do that. Please my love talked to me."

But you didn't. You stood quiet while looking at the floor.

" Y/n, why are you being this way? Who is this timid creature before me?" He stood up and came to you. "Where are you?"

" I-I just want to be a good wife." Your voice was filled with doubt.

"You do not need to fuck me to be a good wife....I just want you back. I miss your smiles and you laugh. I want us to go back to what we were. Joking and arguing. I miss you."

"Is that what would make you happy?"

"Yes my love. But what is it that you want? What will make you happy?"

" Your....your love."

He cupped your face. " You have it. You have my heart....I adore you. I have not known love like this. But I love you. It came without warning. But I do....I love you."

You could not believe what you were hearing. Was this true? If it was, when did it begin? Your thoughts were distracted by a loving kiss. Your hands moved around his waist pulling him closer. Once you broke to catch a breath you whispered.

" I have loved you with all my heart for so long. Please do not trick me. I could not bare it. I cannot live this life without you by my side. Without your truest most honest love, I will parish into nothing."

"Oh my love. You have me. Do with my heart as you please. Because it's yours... Forever."

"Just love me...that's all I asked of you."

He pulled you to the bed and kissed you gently. You helped him out of his clothing as he rid you of yours. His lips only left yours to breath. Your gaze was full of affection and wanting. He surveyed you entirely. His heart fell when his eyes met the bruises and teeth marks.

"What is it?" You pulled his chin up to peer into his large dark doe like eyes.

He felt himself becoming tearful as he bore into your beautiful kind eyes.

" I never meant to hurt you...I promise. I will never harm you again."

You lifted to lay a kiss on his cheek. " I want you to do what you want with me. I am yours."

" And I am yours. But what would you want me to do? How should we do this? What is it that you would like?"

" I...I don't know."

He swallowed before he spoke. " Is there anything that I've done that excites you?"

You averted your gaze.

" No look at me."

You did and nervously chewed your cheek.

" Tell me my love."

" I like when you...when you kiss my neck."

" Like this?"

You let out a small moan when he kissed you tenderly.

" I like when your hand caress my skin"

He smiled into your neck. He ghosted his touch over shoulder down to your breasts. Slowly rubbing circles around your bud. It becoming hard as he flicked it. You arched your back at the feeling.

" What else?" He cooed into the slope of your neck. Leaving a trail of moistened kisses.

" I...I don't know....what have others liked?"

He lifted his head. " It doesn't matter what others like. Not every woman likes the same thing."

" Oh umm then I'm not sure."

He smiled. " Then we shall see what it is that makes you wet."

You sighed and licked your lips. " Okay." Your voice was sweet and soft.

As the night went on, Koner found that you liked when he tugged your hair slightly. That you liked when he pressed lazy circles around your clit. How you loved when he praised you. It was clear to him that you liked when he took your tits into his mouth. How he could make you cum with just one finger. You were clenching so tight that it hadn't allowed him to put in another. Your inexperience excited him. You were so perfect. He didn't want to ruin the night by just laying with you. So he focused on your pleasure until the early morning hours. He lost count on how many orgasms you had. He made a mess on the bedding from just touching and kissing you. He wanted to make love but you were completely exhausted.

As you slept he held you. He was completely and utterly in love with you. You were his and only his.

In the afternoon you woke up and took a bath together. He was washing your feet and remembered the time you were children. It was pouring out and he convinced you to go out and play. Your father just bought you a new pair of leather boots and a dress. You had muddy them up pretty bad. When you went home your father whipped the bottom of your feet so bad that you couldn't walk for a week. Leaving scars. You had scars on the back of your legs and bottom from when he stole a horse. You had taken the blame for it and instead of him being lashed your father punished you. You always did things like that for him. Always being reprimanded for his fuck ups. Everyone thought it was you who was the troubled one. But not once did you falter. Not once did you give him up. He should have known that you loved him then. How you've always loved him. You were there the whole time and he never saw you. But now he did and he swore that he would repay you for all of it with his undying love.

His eyes water at the sight of the brand on your chest. He's tears escaped when he saw all the scars on your back. You never deserved all that pain, all that torture. And he swore he would enact his revenge. What exactly, he didn't know. But someone was going to die. He would make sure of it.

After you two ate lunch together by the fire place. He held your hand the entire time. Stealing kisses between bites. He had a patrol tonight so he rested as much as he could. You laid with him until he fell asleep. Making use of the time, you knitted and read. After a while you left to your chambers and began packing.

When Koner came back in the morning you were asleep. He took off his armor and breeches. He climbed into bed and got under the quilt. He had a smile when he saw that you were also naked. With your back towards him, he moved your hair to access your shoulder. He left soft kisses there. You stirred a bit and your skin raised under his lips. He pressed his core against your warm soft bottom holding onto your hip. His fingers dug into the meat and pulled you closer.

You were still sleeping, but your soft moans made him impossibly hard. He continued kissing the slope of your neck down to your shoulder blades. Grinding his hips. He moved his hand that was on your hip to lift your leg over his thigh. Your body leaned back slightly so that your back was resting on his chest. His fingers slipped through your slick folds. He nipped at your neck leaving soothing kisses after. The moment he touched your nub you woke. You lean your head back to his and let out the sweetest moan he has ever heard. You rested one hand on his thin hip and the other was gripping the linens. He felt a small drop escaping the tip of he cock and he continued to push harder against your bum. He split your folds making a V shape with his fingers. Your whimpers gave him all the encouragement he needed to slip into you. Your shivering warmth hugged him. He was slow at first but as you rocked your hips faster he pumped at a steady pace letting you find your release. His arousal was shouting at him to take you. He didn't want to spend another moment without your flesh wrapped around him. But he wanted, no needed for you to cum. You were close by the sound of your breathing picking up and stopped rocking your hips. You arched your back as you came. He pulled away once your breath normalized.

You turned on your back pulling him closer to kiss you.

" Please Koner. Please I need to feel you."

He groaned at your begging. He got on top of you, positioning his tip at your entrance. Stroking it up and down collecting your wetness.

Your body was tense from anticipation. But when he pushed in slowly, your body gave into the pleasure. As his cock deepened inside you, he planted a kiss on your mouth. His tongue finding yours. You gasped into his mouth when he hit a soft pillowy spot. He lifted his head to see if you were ok. Normally he would keep going because he knows that sound better than anyone. But you, he cared for, you he loved.

" No no. Please don't stop. I like it." You whimpered

"Yeah?" He asked while pulling out half way and before you could answer he pushed in again. Getting the same gasp out of you.

"Oh fuck" he groaned as he picked up his pace. " Yes that's my girl...you're doing so well."

Your breathless moans and his grunts filled the room. He put his arm under your lower back lifting you slightly so he could fuck up into you. He smashed that sweet spot over and over again. Your tight walls bared down on him coaxing his cum. Unbearable bliss rose in him, unthinkable bliss fell on him as he felt this build growing. Causing tension in his body. He burst into you, with a rough cry that seemed to come from the bottom of his feet. He felt your juices mixed with his as he pumped the last of his load into you. Your body trembled as your orgasm came to a halt.

He laid on top of you after. Your body molding to his. All soft and warm he fell asleep. You smiled from such joy. This was right. You two were meant to be.

Waking up with him still on you. You giggled.

" I love you Koner." You said caressing his back.

...

Mornings after were just as sweet. Making love before he went to sleep was now the only way he could get a restful slumber. It giving you the energy for your day ahead. On days where you had off together, were days you never left the confines of his bed chamber. After a month you had withheld sex from him until he taught you how to use a sword properly. Of course he refused but his need for your body overruled his protests. You were terrible at first. Practicing in the courtyard. Once you were comfortable the wooden swords were replaced with real ones. But then it was as if you had started all over again. The sword was heavier than you expected. So lifting it was a grueling task. Hands full of blisters you prevailed.

One evening you and Koner were in the barn practicing.

" You're going easy on me Koner. What? Too much of a pussy to fight me?"

" No. Not at all. You're just too precious. Don't want to make you cry when you yield."

" You should know that I would never yield." You said as you swung.

He captured your blade with his. Pulling you by your cloak towards him. He tried to kiss you but you tripped him. Now flat on his back you stood over him with your sword to his chin.

" Yield." You said with a smirk.

He chuckled and put his hands under his head.

" Yield Koner. If you do. I will have my way with you."

He licked his lips and raised a brow. " I yield my love. I yield."

You tossed the sword aside and began to undress. Koner doing the same. You straddle him as he sat up to kiss you. Holding on to your neck as his lips moved down your chest. You lifted to your knees lowering yourself over him, impaling your body on his throbbing cock, taking him in so delightfully slowly that he thought the tension might break him. Your cunt gripped him so tightly it was almost painful. Then, abruptly, you forced yourself down into his lap, with a small yelp of pain and he was in you, all of him, buried deep in your clenching warmth. You pushed him down leaning over him, using his chest as support. He rubbed circles around your clit as he did his best to fuck up into you when you came crashing down searching for your orgasm. He closed his eyes as you rode him with restraint, not wanting to cum just yet. Your rocking became faster and faster when he hit the spot you craved. His body tenses as he felt you cum on him. Your walls drew out his love as they convulsed around him. He was completely drained from the days you withheld from him. He made you promise to never do that again.

Another month had gone by and you were pregnant. The joy that brought him was beyond anything that he ever felt before. But that joy was soon gone when Lady Mary decided to come back to Wintefell.

She had come in secret and ordered her own personal guard and Henk to take you. When Koner couldn't find you at home he went out looking for you. Once he got word of where you were he ran there. He kicked open the door to see you on your knees crying with your mouth gagged and with Henk holding a dagger to your throat.

" WHAT THE FUCK? LET HER GO!" He tried to run to you but Mary's words stopped him.

" You go near her and Henk will cut her throat."

He was lost and flustered. Why was this happening? He looked at a Lady Mary who had such hatred in her eyes for you.

" So not only have you married the whore, but impregnate the cow. And you didn't even think about telling me."

" WHY DO YOU CARE? SHE'S MY WIFE. LET HER GO!"

She walked to him slowly "Why?! I'll tell you why! You are MINE Kony!"

" I am NOT!" He spat not looking away from you. " Let her go Mary! Please...I beg you...let her go."

" Oh I will let her go." Her words seemed like a signal for Henk to cut you.

Koner screamed when he saw the blood drip down. He tried to step forward but a guard pulled him back.

Mary stood in front of him blocking his view of you. " I have a proposition for you... I will not have him slit her throat...if you renounce your love for her. Seek an annulment and take me as your wife. Then I will send her away to one of my many cabins to live out her days. Unharmed and provided for."

" And if I say no?"

"Well then... Henk will cut out your child from her belly and you will watch her bleed to death. Then he will throw your child into the fire. You...will be free from them. Either way you will be mine."

He could kill her and the guard, but there was no way he could find to get to you fast enough. His eyes filled with tears of a mixture of hate and love behind them. His hate for everyone in the room but you. The love he felt was for his family that he was trying so hard to keep ahold of.

" What say you Kony?"

He trembled. Hands clenched into fists as tears streamed down his face.

Mary knew what he would choose before she even gave him an option. So she moved out of his line of sight. He cried harder when saw you on your hands and knees. One hand was holding your belly.

He walked slowly to you and kneeled down lifting your chin. He looked deeply into your eyes and wiped his tears away. He put on a brave face to have Mary believe every word.

" The only reason you are alive right now is because of the child growing inside of you. The only reason we were ever together was because of you! I have never hated anyone more than I hate you! It is because of you and your father did we have to marry. I should have let you hang....did you know that? Did you know Sansa said I could have gone to the night's watch? But if I did, you would be hanged. I did you a kindness that day in the main hall. Now my debt has been repaid. I do not wish to be your husband anymore. I never wanted to be. "

He could hear Lady Mary cackling. As he looked at you he knew that you believed him. He tried to get you to see he was lying. But you look away from him sobbing.

Koner's words pierce your heart. You had worried about this before you were wed. But he said and did things that made you feel that he truly loved you. But it was all based on a decision. To settle a debt. How could he? He was your best friend. How could he make love to you and say those things? Were you so blinded by your love for him to not see him truly. It wasn't until you were put in a carriage heading south that you looked back. He was holding on to Lady Mary like he held on to you. Your world shattered into a million pieces that night. You wanted to die. You wished he would have just let you die. But now, now you have to live. Live for your unborn child. A child that you knew in your heart was conceived out of love. Whether or not he loved you.

Koner fought the urge to not run after you. Mary kept him firm in her arms. She tried to kiss him but there were watch men all around.

" Would you like to know where she is heading my love?"

"Doesn't matter. She does not matter." He said coldly.

Marry giggled. "Come see me tonight during your watch. I miss your cock" she grabbed his dick.

He wanted to choke her and watch the light fade from her eyes. Wanting to end hers and Henks pathetic existence. He was about to open his mouth when he heard the call. The time came. The white walkers were coming.

Everyone interrupted into madness. Mary held onto tighter as everyone dissipated from view. When it was finally clear he pushed Mary slightly.

" Where did you send her?"

She looked confused and didn't answer. He pulled her hair roughly holding her in place.

"WHERE?!"

" You stupid boy! I will never-" she gasped as Koner impaled her with his sword. Lifting her off the ground. Tossing her. He put his foot on her stomach to get leverage to pull out his sword.

As she laid there spitting up blood he could only make out one word she said.

" South"

He then cut off her head and went to find Sansa.

...

" Permission to speak Lady Sansa."

" What is it!? Have you taken y/n to the crypts?"

He explained everything and asked if he could leave to find you. But she refused.

" The castle is being surrounded as we speak. You won't make it out there alone. Besides we need you here."

"Sansa please!"

" No if she is going south she will be safe. Stay and fight for your country. Do not throw the life she saved away. She wouldn't have wanted that."

As much as he hated not going after you. He needed to stay. Before he left to go to the front gate he asked one last question.

"Was her life ever in danger?"

Sansa smiled. " Would it change how you feel about her?"

"Nothing could."

" No Koner. Her life has always been hers. And so was yours."

" So her being hanged was a lie?"

Sansa sighed. " It was a lie to get you to see your true feelings for her. To see the love that was always there. Everyone saw it but you. And now you would risk everything for her. Just how she has done for you... From the meat pies to a stolen horse."

Koner was shook. He didn't know Sansa knew about those things.

Sansa smiled. " Y/n is my closest friend. She has told me everything. Since you both were children she has loved you. Even with your hateful and cruel words. I know she will always love you."

Tears filled his eyes once more. He had hope that was true.

...

After what seemed like a loss, Daenerys and her dragon saved Wintefell. But the war was not over. Koner marched with the battalion to Kings Landing. Almost mortally wounded, Koner was taken to a maester to help him recover. He had lost an arm and his torso was terribly scared from dragons fire.

He searched for 3 years for you. But he hadn't given up. He returned to Wintefell to seek aid from your father only to find that he died of necrotizing fasciitis. He went to look for Henk as well to end him when he found out that he was killed by Nymeria when he tried to flee from march to Kings Landing. Martha found him at the front gate as he was preparing to leave again. She carried a message from Sansa. He took it from her and read the 3 words

'The Grassy Vale'

He knew that place. It was controlled by the House Tyrell of Highgarden. It was a 3 month ride. He said his goodbyes to Martha and rode off

...

You were hanging laundry while your son and daughter played in the grassy field next to the small cottage. You smiled at their laughter. The years were long and hard. Mothering 2 little ones was a difficult task. But you did the best you could

All of a sudden it became quiet. You instantly worried. Your hand was on a small knife you found when you heard a male voice speaking to your children. You rounded the corner and came to a skidded stop.

"Hello my love."

"Koner?"

"I have come for you and our children."

You dropped the knife. Standing there in disbelief. You have heard of the battle in Wintefell and the taking of Kings Landing. You had come to believe that he was dead. But you were obviously wrong.

" Why have you come for us? We are perfectly happy here."

His heart sank. Did you really believe what he said all those years ago?

" I have come for my wife. The love of my life. I have been searching for you for 3 years. 3 agonizing years without you and our children. I want my family home, with me. Come back to me my love."

" No tricks?" You voice was soft but weary

He came to you and put his hand on your hair tugging it slightly.

" No tricks."

You hesitated at first. But his eyes told you the truth. He in fact came for you and your children.

You threw your arms around his neck and hugged him ever so tightly.

"Mummy? Who is he?" Your son asked.

You pulled away and wiped your tears. Holding out your hand for him to come to you.

" S, this man is your father." You looked at Koner. " This is Donnis."

Koner kneeled down and smiled at his son. Giving him a hug. " And who might you be?" He asked his daughter.

She ran and hid behind you. Peaking out just a little.

" This is Kira. She's a bit shy." You said bending down and lifted her up. " Darling, no need to be scared. This man is your father. And he's come to take us home."

She looked at you and her eyes went wide. " Winterfell?"

You nodded and she smiled. Kira wanted to be put down. Once her little feet hit the ground she ran to Koner and hugged him.

Tears filled his eyes. Now his heart was completely. He was whole again.

" Common my loves. It's supper time.

...

The children were bathed and put to bed. You found Koner in the bath. Noticing he was having trouble. You went to him and grabbed the wash cloth and began cleaning him. Your heart sank seeing he's battle scars.

He noticed you were being extremely careful around where his arm used to be.

" I am but half a man now. But I still love you."

...

You met his gaze. " I do not see half a man...I see my husband...my Koner...even with your thin face and beard. You are still there." You cupped his cheek. " I will love you and I always will."

Koner nodded and pulled you to meet his forehead. " I am so sorry for all the things I have said and done...never in my life have I felt anything but love for you...I am truly sorry you had to raise these two beautiful children on your own...I vow to never again have you doubt my love for you or them."

" Koner." You pulled away and surprised him by climbing in the tub. " You broke my heart. But I have mended it with all my happiest memories of us..."

You leaned in and kissed his cheek. He cupped your face after. Wanting so badly to kiss those beautiful lips of yours. Then you stood up and climbed out. Holding your hand out for him.

You lead him to the bed and stripped out of your wet clothing. Seeing you made is stomach flutter. You were so beautiful. You went to lay down and he climbed in with you. He held himself up as best as he could. Trying to stroke your hair. You lifted up and met his lips with yours. Slowly you pushed him into the mattress and climbed on him. Guiding him in you.

" k-koner." You whimpered.

"My love."

You made such sweet love to him. That he thought that had died and went to heaven. As you laid beside you whispered.

" Take me home...take us home."

He nodded and kissed your head. " I will my love."

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