Lost in Sothoryos | A Game of Thrones fanfic

(W A R N I N G)

(Location: Zamettar)

(Time: Midday)

(One year later)

(3rd person)

Jon was currently sitting on a tree branch outside the abandoned city of Zamettar contemplating all that had happened in the past year while fiddling around with his bow.

'I'm glad things turned out okay and that we've managed to get some relative normalcy in this place ' Jon thinks to himself as he nocks an arrow and waits.

'I still can't believe Rhaenys jumped right in the water after me once she saw me fall in that small lake, if it wasn't for Arthur I'm sure she would've stayed down there with me' he continued.

The sun was beating on his skin through the leaves of the tree making him sweat a bit.

'I guess we got lucky finding this place when we decided to head back towards the coast, barely any animals come inside the city and most of the dangerous insects can be dealt with' Jon thought while aiming his bow at the creature beneath him.

But before he could release his arrow another arrow hit the creatures neck and it struggled before collapsing on the floor.

'Damn it' Jon thought so himself as he jumped off the branch and onto the forest floor.

"You can come out now, you win again" Jon says with exasperation as he looks up.

With a tussle of the trees Sansa can be seen she jumps from a higher tree and swings on the branch Jon was just sitting on and lands right next to him with a smug smile on her face.

"Is that a sore loser I hear Jon" she says while chuckling and holding onto his arm.

"Don't worry I'll try to easy on you next time" she says with a smirk as she retrieves her arrow from the small beast.

"Please master huntress I don't think I even know how to hold the bow when compared to your skill" Jon says sarcastically as he removes his shirt and hands it to Sansa.

In the past year training with Arthur and hunting in the surrounding Forrest has managed bulk Jon up though his muscle is mostly dense and compacted making him far stronger than someone for his size should be. He's also grown a few inches and is just 6 inches smaller than Arthur.

Sansas face flushes as she sees her cousins naked torso, she starts feeling a warmth pool between her legs.

'Mother warned me about when I'd grow into a woman but I didn't think it would be so distracting' Sansa thinks to herself as she turns around.

Sansa has changed a lot in s her body as become curvier and her assets have grown slightly but not much. She has also packed on some muscle but has mostly remained lean.

Ever since after the events of the stone god rising, Sansa felt like she was just deadweight so she asked Jon to teach her how to fight so she could stand next to him rather than beside him.

She turned out to be useless at most weapons but she was decent at the short sword and dagger, but the place she really shined was the bow, she's a true prodigy when she uses it and after being taught the basics by Jon it wasn't long till he was surpassed.

Jon then picks up the creature and puts it around his neck holding it from both sides a little blood gets on him but that's why he took the shirt off in the first place.

Walking back to the city with their latest catch they look at all the buildings which even after thousands of years are still standing.

They get to the city harbour which just so happens to be the place where they're staying and head for a large mansion.

"I'll see you later Sansa I'm gonna go place this in the cellar and dress it, put my shirt back in my room if you don't mind" Jon asks as he heads around the back of the mansion to the cellar entrance.

"Sure Jon" she says before going on her toes and kissing his cheek before heading inside.

'She's been doing that a lot lately' Jon thinks to himself as he heads down the steps towards the cellar.

(Jon POV)

I finish dressing the animal that Sansa killed and portion half of the animal into into meal sized portions and I leave the other half for later, after doing that I wash up in the bucket I had ready and head upstairs to my room.

The room I'm staying in looks to have been the man who owned this place as it's rather spacious and has its own private privy and fireplace.

As I walk into my room and head towards my dresser to change into something else 'the clothes really are comfortable once you get the dust off them'

I hear the door slam shut, as I turn around I see Rhaenys standing there in a pale purple nightdress that's made of a see through material.

I feel my body heat up as my cock starts to harden, I can see Rhaenys face flush when she looks at me as I'm not wearing a shirt.

Her wavy chocolate hair still looks as silky as ever even in a place like this, and her body has only grown fuller over this past year with her backside filling out more and her breasts growing in size.

Trying to regain control of myself I breathe "Rhaenys we shouldn't do this again" I say to her as I try to bargain though even to myself I don't sound very convincing.

"Jon..." she says as she approaches me

The closer she gets the more I can feel my connection with her, as soon as she touches me I won't be able to hold back.

I try and back away from her but I find myself at the wall with nowhere to go.

She's right in front of me and looks at me with such intense lust, she raises her hand and hovers it over my skin not touching me.

"Jon... I know you feel this isn't right because I'm your sister" she says quietly as she continues almost touching me.

"But that's Jon Snow talking" she continues as she presses her face closer to mine, I feel her breath on me and can smell her scent, my cock feels as if it's about to rip through my trousers.

"Tonight I want you to be Jon Targaryen and ravage your sister like Aegon the conqueror would" she says before finally placing her hand on my chest connecting with me fully.

I lose the last bit of resistance I have and grab Rhaenys from behind lifting her up, she locks her legs around my body as she kisses me.

I feel her tongue enter my mouth trying to go as deep as it can, I reciprocate and I feel lost in her smell and taste, I only seem to come back to reality when we finally make it over to my bed and I throw her down on it.

I look down at her and nearly tear off her night dress which makes her squeal before she laughs.

I smile down at her before I lean over her and start to kiss her again our tongues moulding together I feel her legs lock around me again and her nipples get hard. I travel down her face kissing as I go until I get to her neck and start to suck which draws a moan from her as her arms wrap around me, no wanted to leave a mark I decide to go further down and give my attention to her erect nipples.

She trembles as soon as I put her left nipple in my mouth having to bite her fist.

"Joooonnnn" she moans as she breaths heavily.

I look up at her and her flushed face looks in a daze.

"I need you inside me" she says quietly as she places her hands on my chest.

Not being able to hold back after hearing that I take my own breeches releasing my cock from its imprisonment.

Getting onto my knees and kneeling between Rhaenys legs I'm treated to the sight of her cunt, it's dripping wet and the aroma that comes from it sends a shiver straight through me she has a patch of dark hair above it that seems to be wet from the sheer amount of juices that are gushing from her.

I rub my cock along her lips revealing in the warm liquids that soak it, Rhaenys moans as she tries to push her hips upwards to impale herself on my staff.

"Please Jon" she says in a lustful voice

Not being able to deny her any longer I place myself at her hole and lean forwards, she feels so tight around my cock that I wonder if I'll be able to fit inside at all.

'I'm only around 7 inches she must be tight if after the third time I still struggle to enter her' I think to myself as my head pops in causing Rhaenys to moan loudly.

Her cunt is so hot it feels like it is made of fire, it keeps contracting around me making it more of a struggle to get my cock in fully, with a small thrust I managed to get my cock all the way in.

"A-hh" Rhaenys moans when she feels me fully inside her "There is no better feeling than having you inside me, it feels like we are one person" she says as she begins to kiss me. I start to move my cock out of her and then I thrust back in, her tight cunt clenching my cock every step of the way, I start to suck on her nipples again while thrusting into her with increasing speed "O-oh!" "A-ah!" "Mmm!" She moans as I start to fuck her harder and harder.

I then feel her start to shake and her tight hole starts to become even tighter even with how wet it is, I can feel my balls start to churn and my cock begun to twitch I'm close to unloading myself and Rhaenys must feel it too.

"Inside!... Please inside me!!" Rhaenys moans as she begins to cum all over my cock.

"I shouldn't... it's too risky" I say while grunting as I keep thrusting faster and faster, she locks her legs around my back so that I can't pull out.

I can't hold it off anymore as I explode inside her filling her womb, the connection we have to each other is never more intense than when I unload myself inside of her.

I pull myself out of Rhaenys and lie down next to her and she cuddles into my side, the pleasure we share from touching each other makes me never want to be without her again.

I look over and see that Rhaenys has fallen asleep and it then hits me how tired I am so I decide to join her drifting into the dreamland.

(Later on)

(3rd person)

Jon wakes up a few hours later in the late afternoon to a knock on his door. He looks around and sees Rhaenys has gone and he's alone in bed, he gets up and puts his breeches on and answers the door.

Sansa is stood on the other side who can be seen with a blush on her face as Jon neglected to put on his tunic before answering the door.

"Sansa?" Jon asks gently as he raises an eyebrow at her.

Snapping out of her thoughts by Jon's voice Sansa jumps a bit and then looks him in the eyes.

"Supper is almost ready I was going to ask if you'd go and get Arthur" She says calming herself from her earlier embarrassment.

"Is he still fiddling around in the dry dock" Jon asks as he sighs.

Sansa gives Jon a helpless smile which tells him all he needs to know.

Clenching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger he sighs

"I'll go get him" he states calmly before closing the door.

Jon takes a minute to get a fresh shirt from his dresser and then puts his boots on.

Walking down the empty streets of this city always gives Jon an eerie feeling, he makes it to the harbour district and knows he is close to his goal.

Entering a run down building on the docks Jon is immediately met with the sound of curses.

"FUCK" Jon hears from further inside the building.

As he enters what looks to be a ship building bay he sees Arthur Dayne, the current Sword of the Morning and possibly the most feared swordsman in Westeros, he was hopping around on one foot while clutching the other with his hands.

"I didn't realise a dangerous enemy had snuck into the city" Jon says with a chuckle as he walks up to the knight.

Arthur turns his head up at the sound Jon's voice with an annoyed expression in his face.

"Fuck off" he replies with all the quick wit that a swordsman of his calibre can muster.

"Truly! Is there a giant lizard-lion around that corner or perhaps a dragon is hiding in one of those desk draws" Jon continues as he seems to be more and more amused at the situation.

Arthur huffs and sits down on a stool next to the desk Jon mentioned.

"You know every lord and their mothers would come begging from here to Winterfell if it meant their sons could squire for me" Arthur states matter of factly while crossing his arms with a frown on his face.

"Well luckily for them they don't have the pleasure of spending everyday with you" Jon replies before looking at what Arthur had managed to do.

"So you get any closer or we still back to square one" Jon asks as he turns around to face Arthur.

"I'm so close I know it! It's just this one section I'm struggling with, I'm going to visit the library tomorrow and hope there's something there that can help" Arthur says holding his heads in his hands

"Arthur I know you said you used to go sailing with your father when you were a child but please enlighten me how that equates to being able to repair a ship" Jon asks with a smirk on his face.

"I spent a lot of time around the crew of many ships, I've picked up enough to make rudimentary repairs" Arthur replies narrowing his eyes at Jon's implication.

"You've been attempting to repair this thing for 6 moons Arthur, though I will admit it looks slightly less shit than before" Jon states while looking the ship up and down.

It was a tiny bit smaller than a sloop, it looked more like a personal ship that a rich man would use to sail around the coast for the day.

"Come on ship master Sansa has finished supper, you can get back to this tomorrow" Jon states offering Arthur a hand up.

Sighing he takes it and stands up, Jon claps him on the back.

"Don't worry at most we will be here another year maybe two then we'll be out of her for certain" Jon says with a smile.

They both exit the dry dock walking onto the harbour it lay on, they took a minute to appreciate the sun setting of the summer sea.

"Home... it seems to close yet so far away" Arthur says slowly while sighing.

"I don't know if I have a home to go back to" Jon says sadly as he looks at the sun shining it's last light on the continent.

"You'll always be welcome in Starfall, Ashara hasn't been the same since she lost her baby I'm sure she'd love a young lad to fret over" he says with a chuckle as they both leave to head to their temporary home.

They reach their home and walk straight into the aroma that can only be Sansas cooking, they walk into the feasting hall of the mansion to see Sansa putting the last bowl of stew onto the table.

They both steel themselves and sit down opposite each other, looking each other dead in the eyes.

Rhaenys enters the room with a bottle of wine and sits next to Jon putting her hand on his thigh under the table, this breaks Jon out of his face off with Arthur.

"I know the situation is dire but do you think drinking thousand year old wine will be okay?" Rhaenys asks with concern as she squeezes Jon's leg.

Jon looks to her and nods "Pour it" he simply says as he goes back to facing off against Arthur.

"I don't suppose you'd be willing to follow your kings command" Jon says holding his head up high with a regal expression on his face.

"Only another Mad king would give an order such as that" Arthur says narrowing his eyes at Jon.

"I thought you might say that" Jon replies as he takes the wine that Rhaenys poured him and downs it all in one go though he coughs a bit as he isn't used to alcohol, Arthur does the same though he has an easier time downing it all.

Sansa can now be seen coming back into the room, she changed from her kitchen clothes into a lovely navy blue gown, she puts the wooden spoons in front of everyone and sits down on the other side of Jon.

"I hope you like it everyone" Sansa says in an adorable voice as she mostly seeks Jon's reply.

"I'm sure it will be Sansa" Jon smiles

"Yes I can smell it already" Rhaenys says smiling though the double meaning of her words are lost on Sansa.

"Maybe you should take the first bite Jon as you did carry the animal all the way from the forest" Arthur says with an evil smile.

"I couldn't Arthur not when I know you slaved away trying to get us home, it would truly break my heart knowing how hungry you are" Jon says with a fake smile though Arthur and Rhaenys were not fooled for a second.

"Come oonnnn Jon, start eating already" Sansa moans as she grabs his arm, Jon turns to face her and can see a cute pout on her face which starts to eat away at his resistance.

Arthur sensing his impending Victoria jumps on the opportunity "Come on Jon we are waiting" Arthur says trying to imitate Sansas pout, but it comes out less effectively.

Jon steeling himself digs the wooden spoon into the stew and brings up a bristly piece of meat and spoons it into his mouth, what he is met with is the overwhelming taste of salt hitting his tongue and the tough meat that has been way overcooked.

'Sansa may be a talented huntress but a cool she is not' Jon thinks to himself as he tries to keep his expression neutral.

"Rhaenys would you mind pouring some more wine, I think it would go perfectly with this stew" Jon croaks out after managing to swallow the salt riddled piece of meat.

(After dinner)

After dinner Jon can be seen heading back down to the cellar where he dressed the animal that they hunted earlier in the day.

'Guess it's one more job then head back to bed' Jon thinks to himself as he ties a vine around the remaining two legs of the animal and lifts it up.

Heading to the back of the mansion there is a large open space, Jon puts both of his fingers in his mouth.

*whistle*

A small roar can be heard as a small blue scaled dragon the size of a horse can be seen flying down, Jon smiles as he sees the dragon excitedly run up to him.

"Hello Vhagar it's good to see you too boy" Jon says kneeling down and stroking his blue scales, feeling the heat emanating from them.

"Got you some dinner, I know it can't be easy hunting with the thick woods around so just in case" Jon says with a smile.

After spending an hour with Vhagar he heads back up to his room, he has taken his tunic off and his breeches when he hears the door shut behind him.

"Jon…" he hears Rhaenys says softly.

'Seven hells she's going to drain me fry' Jon thinks to himself before almost immediately giving in.

They turn out the lights ending what has been their daily life for the last 8 months.

(AN: so first graphic scene hope it wasn't too bad I do want to improve and I know there is a lot to improve on but ya know it isn't too bad I'm sure it gets across what needs to be said 🤣, anyway this sparks the new arc hope you liked it)