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Dany’s eyes begged to close while her stubborn mind prevented her from doing so, there were much larger issues that needed taking care of and no amount of exhaustion was going to keep her from it. That was, of course, until the Professor had come in and pulled her into bed with him.

There Dany lay, cuddled up against him. Soft sweet hums escaped the silver haired girl, turning over to nuzzle into her lover’s neck. “You are my weakness,” she purrs softly.

He loved it when he was with Daenerys. She made him feel happy. She brought out the best in him. He wanted her near him. Not just during the day but at night too. Which is why he came into her room and snuggled closer to her.

Dany had not minded when other’s took charge and when the Professor had sent her into submission she was more than happy to oblige. Dany was willing to listen to the Professors every demand, she looks to him with that oh so innocent look before asking, “how do you want me?”

As much as she liked being the one to submit, Dany had also rather liked taking charge when the Professor wanted it. Pushing the other down onto the bed, she moves to straddle his lap. Kissing up and down the Professors neck being sure to leave a few bite marks here and there. “I want you now,” she says in a more demanding tone, a sly little grin breaks out across her face at such a tone.

Desire was all Dany could feel in this moment, hands intertwine and eyes gaze ever so softly upon one another’s gentle features. It is DESIRE that brings Dany to act upon impulse, her thoughts PUSHING her to do what they both seemed entirely too shy to do. Pale fleshed hands reach for the Professors face, cupping his cheek’s gently before pressing a heated kiss against his lips. Dany’s hands move now to take hold of his shoulders pulling him closer to her. 

The Professor saw Daenerys standing at the rails of the boat they were sailing to Astapor on. He looked over at the blue waters as they sailed on, before looking over at Daenerys. He smiled softly at her. "How are you doing?" He asked, his hand next to hers now. He knew that she had been through a lot, especially with the House of the Undying. He wanted to be there for her.

| @bearskeep |

How long had it been since Dany had a DECENT amount of sleep? Even she could not answer that truthfully. Now as she lay peacefully on the warm bed her slumber is DISRUPTED by another nightmare of losing those closest to her heart. Body writhing with discomfort as groans escape her. Suddenly she is being pulled out of the horror that played through her head, eyes as blue as the skies in Dorne look to the other. There is FEAR in them and Dany cannot resist the urge to hold onto Jorah as he saves her from the dream that haunts her.

“I’m sorry…”

She writhes. On bed, Daenerys thrashes over her blankets and a stream of too-quiet murmurs tumble from her mouth, her smooth forehead creased in tension and her face twisted as a sea of fear overwhelms and takes her, pulls her under. The death of Drogo, maybe. The sorceress and her blood magic. Doreah and Irri. Everything. Jorah nudges her awake, and suddenly, her eyes tear open.

"Careful now... Careful..." he eases, his voice low and rolling to a stop. She clutches onto him and her knight holds her arms, his presence steadying and warm. "Dreams, khaleesi... Gone as our days in Qarth."