Robb did come back, in the late of the night. He had some food with him, but as soon as he saw that Jon was awake again, he placed the tray on the meja and sat back down in the chair. "Jon", he whispered softly.
"Hmm?"
"There have been reports. Wildlings on the south side of the Wall, getting closer. At this pace, I suspect they'll be here tomorrow. They know the element of surprise is gone, thanks to you, but they're still attacking. On both sides", Robb berkata quietly.
"I know", Jon nodded. "I know. I'll be good to fight tomorrow."
"No. You're going to the Last Hearth with mother."
Jon couldn't help but to chuckle at this. "I'm taking the place of your wife now?"
Even in the light of the candle, Jon could see Robb blush, but he shook his head in anger anyway. "That's not why I'm sending you. You're not fit to fight yet. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I'm a man of the Night's Watch", Jon berkata softly, taking Robb's hand in his non-wounded one. "It's my duty to fight alongside my brothers. And my brother", he turned his eyes upwards to Robb, tightening his grip. "It's my fault that they know so much about kastil, castle Black as it is. I have to fight. I will fight. Besides, I'm alright. It doesn't hurt."
Robb sighed, moving to grab Jon's tray, but Jon grabbed his other arm in his tied up one, and forced Robb to turn back towards him.
"I'm going to be fine, I promise. We all are. And... and after the fight is done, anda and I can..."
"You and I can what?" Robb asked, barely louder than a whisper.
Jon used his hands to tug Robb closer, and he complied, crawling on the tempat tidur so that Robb was hovering over Jon. He placed his hands on either side of Jon's face, a lazy smile on his face. "You and I can what, Jon?"
"You're not going to make me say it", Jon smiled softly before pulling Robb down for a kiss. This time it wasn't angry atau urgent, it was soft, tender and loving. For the first time Jon was sure that what he felt for Robb was at least somewhat mutual.
He moaned when he felt Robb tug at his curls, moving his head to the side to plant kisses on Jon's neck while Jon's hands travelled up the back of Robb's tunic. Just when Jon thoughts things just couldn't get any better, the door burst open and Samwell Tarly's shocked face framed the doorway.
"Seven hells", Robb bolted upwards a bit too quickly, letting go of Jon.
"Sam", Jon berkata urgently, trying to plea to the sweet, fat boy without scaring him away. "Sam, anda can't tell anyone, do anda understand me?"
"Tell anyone what?" Sam tried to shrug, but ended up going pale instead. Just as he was about to run out of the door, Robb got to the doorway first, locking the door. "You're not going to tell anyone about what anda just saw."
Sam sighed helplessly, turning to look at Jon. "You're... brothers. I know the Targaryens wed brother and sister-"
"I don't care if anda approve", Robb berkata sharply. "I don't even know if I approve. What I care about is that anda will tell no one. Do anda understand me? No one. Because if my men found out, they would have Jon executed. Is that what you'd want?"
Sam shook his head quickly. "No, not at all."
"Then keep quiet, Sam", Jon pleaded. "Don't tell anyone."
"I won't", Sam promised after a moment of silence. "But... this-"
"I cinta him, Sam", Jon said. It was the first time he admitted it, in that sense, and it shocked both Sam and Robb the same amount.
Jon didn't regret his words, however. He turned to look at Robb with a smile on his face. "I cinta you."
Robb opened his mouth to say something when Sam spoke: "I should leave. Jon, if you're happy, I'm happy for you. This is... I won't tell anyone. Your Grace", he gave Robb a quick bow before rushing out of the room, closing the door after him.
"Will he tell someone?" Robb asked.
"No. It's Sam. He'd never betray my trust", Jon said.
"Just like Theon would never betray mine", Robb said, refusing to look at Jon.
"That was different", Jon got up from the bed, walking over to Robb, his pain forgotten. He placed his hands on Robb's cheeks, forcing him to turn and look at him.
"It's going to be alright."
"You don't know that. anda don't even know if we'll live past tomorrow", Robb protested, but leaned into Jon's touch all the same.
"I know", Jon smiled a little. "But Sam won't tell. He would never. And even if he did-"
"Stop talking about it like it's somehow an option", Robb pulled away from Jon's touch, walking over to the door. "I cinta you, too."
That had Jon both weak at the knees and utterly confused. "And...?"
"And we can't. We can never.... be together."
Jon knew that. He had always known that. "I know."
"I should go and get some sleep. We have a big battle tomorrow. anda should rest as well", Robb said, turning towards the door.
"Will anda stay with me?"
"Jon-"
"Just to sleep", Jon said. "Like when we were children."
Robb sighed, turning back around to look at Jon. He had the Robb the lordling look on his face, but Jon knew him better than that. And so Robb walked over to Jon, took him in his arms and hugged him tight. Hugged him like it might be his last chance. And who knew, it truly might be.
After a while they broke away to stumble on the bed. Jon laid down, and to his surprise, Robb laid down basically on puncak, atas of him, his head resting just below Jon's chin. "Is this okay?"
"Yes", Jon said, wrapping his arms around Robb. "Yes, it's okay."
They both woke up to the sound of banging on the door. "Jon, it's started! The wildlings are coming! Get ready!" it was Grenn's excited voice, and in detik it was gone.
"I should go. I need to go and get ready", Robb stood up from the bed. Just when he was about to walk out the door, it opened and Sam walked in. He was carrying an armor.
"That isn't big enough to fit you, Sam", Jon smiled sadly.
"I know. It's Robb's", Sam laid the armor on the floor. "I figured that anda wouldn't have time to go and change and still come and say goodbye..."
"Thank you", Robb said, and he truly meant it. "Where is my mother?"
"She left this morning, for the Last Hearth. She told to wish anda good luck."
"And Talisa?"
"She's still in her cell."
Jon could see that Robb was unsure of this decision, but he nodded anyway. "I'm sure she'll be... well guarded there."
"Thank you, Sam", Jon berkata as his cue for Sam to leave, which he did.
"You don't have an armor", Robb berkata as he turned to look at Jon.
"I'll be fine. I'll pindah quicker", Jon got up from the bed. "I'll help anda get dressed.
It took a while for them to get Robb's armor on. Mostly because Jon's fingers were shaking. He was nervous. What if one of them died? What if Robb died? He couldn't think of that.
"Maybe anda should be the one to go to the Last Hearth", he finally broke the silence. "It wouldn't be fit for a king to die in a wildling attack."
"You do me wrong, brother", Robb chuckled. "I'm not that bad of a fighter."
"I know you're not", Jon stepped back a little to take in the full view of Robb. "You look like a king."
"That is the idea, isn't it?" Robb smiled, walking over to Jon. "We'll both be fine. I promise. And then we can talk about everything."
Jon nodded, leaning forwards to catch Robb's mouth in a ciuman that lasted too short a time for both of them.
"Go. I can get dressed myself", Jon promised.
"Jon-"
"I'll see anda after", Jon brushed his hand over Robb's cheek before ciuman him one last time. "Go."
Robb nodded, leaning into Jon's touch for a moment before walking to the door. "Don't let this be the last time I see you."
"I won't if anda won't", with that Robb left, and Jon knew he'd never loved him lebih than he did now.
Jon finally understood what people meant when they talked about "the rush of the battle". Adrenaline pumped through his veins, his ears were ringing, he was bleeding from a dozen wounds, but he felt none of it. Only the rush, the incredible feeling. And they were winning. They had lost many good men during the attack, that had now lasted almost a day, including Donal Noye, making Jon the commander of the battle. The reason the battle had lasted so long already was that the wildlings were careful with their attacks. On the South side, including Ygritte and Tormund, they were attacking with all they got, but on the North side, they were using bows and arrows to take down the men on the Wall, trying to break the gate that seperated them from the South of the Wall.
Jon had only caught a glimpse atau two of Robb.
The most shocking part of the battle had happened for Jon when he'd seen Ygritte aiming her bow and panah at Robb's head. Jon hadn't know what else to do but grab the crossbow he'd had in his hands and shot Ygritte himself, causing her to fall to the cold ground. Jon felt a rush of guilt, but he'd had to do it. She would have killed Robb. When he'd reached Ygritte, she was already dead. All Jon could hope for now was that she was in a better place, which he highly doubted.
For a moment it seemed like the wildlings would never give up. The ones attacking from the south side had already been defeated, a few captured, even, but on the northern side they were just marching on, on their way to breach the gate. Jon already started to dread that maybe Robb's men weren't enough when they heard it. The sound of a war horn. Stannis Baratheon riding beyond the dinding to meet the wildlings in open battle, accompanied oleh over a thousand mounted men and Cotter Pyke, the commander of the Eastwatch.
No one had time to wonder why and how Stannis had got there, but with his help the battle was over in minutes, ending with Mance Rayder captured and most of his men dead.
The aftermath was horrible. Dead bodies everywhere, the living wildlings screaming in their cells. But the worst part was when Stannis Baratheon marched through the opened gates to kastil, castle Black only to face Robb and his army waiting for him.
Robb and Stannis had never met, personally, but Jon could see that there was no cinta lost between them. But Robb had merely nodded at Stannis before heading back inside. They all needed rest. There would be time for bickering later.
Jon found Robb in his chambers, sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but his smallclothes, making Jon pause at the door. Robb looked up at him with a tired look on his face. But when he saw who it was at the door, he stood up. Jon quickly closed the door, just in time for Robb to march over to him and slam him against the door, ciuman him passionately.
"I was so afraid", he berkata between kisses, nipping at Jon's lower lip, his hands in Jon's hair. "If something would've happened to you..."
"Nothing happened to either of you", Jon said, burying his face in Robb's curls, breathing in his scent. "I cinta you."
They stayed like that for a while, Robb's hands tugging at Jon's curls like they always did. "What do we do now?"
Jon placed a ciuman on Robb's shoulder before moving back a little. "With Stannis here?"
"Aye, with Stannis here. The dinding can't have two kings visitng", Robb said. "And anda berkata no one else would answer the letter..."
"That's what I thought!"
"It's time for me to go, I think", Robb pulled back, walking over to his bed. "I have to deal with Talisa, and... and we might be getting Sansa and Arya back. I'm needed elsewhere."
"I need you", Jon berkata quietly.
Robb closed his eyes. Oh, how he needed Jon as well. But he needed to remain strong in this. "Jon..."
"Whatever happens, happens", Jon walked over to Robb, wrapping his arms around him from behind. "Stannis has no right to ask anda to leave. Stay. Stay with me", he planted a line of kisses from Robb's neck to his shoulder.
"If me asking anda to come with me isn't enough of a reason for anda to leave, I've got no reason to stay", Robb berkata in anger, pulling away from Jon's touch. "I've been asking anda to come with me ever since I came here!"
"What would your mother say if I came with you?" Jon groaned.
"Nothing! In case anda haven't noticed, she has been quite polite towards anda ever since anda revealed Talisa's true identity. And even if she did, I wouldn't care."
"And what do we do, then? Get married? Rule as Kings in the North?" Jon snapped.
Robb blushed. "Don't make fun of me."
They stayed silent for a moment before Robb continued. "And if we stay here? What then? I become your tempat tidur warmer? I have duties, Jon!"
"As do I!"
"I can't say goodbye to anda again", Robb berkata after another moment of silence. "I can't, I just can't. It was hell, that hari in Winterfell.. And now..."
Jon groaned in frustration before walking over to Robb, pulling him in for a kiss. Robb kissed him right back, wrapping his arms around Jon. "Did anda lock the door?" he asked, a bit breathless.
"Aye", Jon slowly moved them towards Robb's bed, and before either of them knew it, Jon's kemeja was off and they were lying on the bed, with Robb on puncak, atas of Jon, ciuman his neck and down his chest.
"Robb....", Jon moaned. At that moment he couldn't remember any reasons why they shouldn't be doing this, why this wasn't right. Because how could something that felt this good possibly be wrong?
"How long have anda wanted this, Jon?" Robb asked, his voice a bit shaky as his fingers worked with the laces of Jon's breeches.
Jon looked down at Robb, at his curls, at those blue eyes, those kiss-swollen lips. "Always. Always. I just never realized it."
"The same for me", Robb confessed. After untying Jon's breeches he paused. He didn't really know what to do next, what Jon wanted. He looked up at his brother, and Jon felt the sudden urge take over him. He lunged forwards, pulling Robb in for a kiss, turning them over so that Jon was on top.
"Eager, are you?" Robb teased a little, but his smile turned into a gasp when Jon's hand brushed his cock, already hard.
"I could say the same for you", Jon smiled a little, leaning closer to brush his lips against Robb's. "Do anda want me to...?" Jon didn't know what he was asking. He only knew that he wanted Robb, all of Robb. It had always been Robb. Never the whores in Winter's Town, never Ygritte, just Robb.
"Yes", Robb said, breathless. "Yes." He quickly slipped his hands in Jon's smallcloth, releasing his stone-hard cock to the cool air. Jon gasped at this, claiming Robb's mouth in yet another hungry ciuman before pulling back a little, tugging at Robb's smallcloth, which soon ended up lying on the floor along with Jon's.
Neither of them were maidens no longer, but this was something new to them. "Do anda have something....", Robb groaned, burying his head in Jon's hair, making them both smile a little at the awkwardness.
Jon looked around the room, and his gaze stopped on a small bottle of liquid. He didn't know what it was, but it'd have to do. He leaned back towards Robb, ciuman his lips softly before standing up, rushing to get the bottle. How he felt like a little boy then, running across the room with his cock hard as stone.
He heard Robb's soft laughter as he grabbed the bottle.
"What?" Jon smiled as he walked back over to Robb, climbing on puncak, atas of him again.
"You have a nice arse", Robb claimed Jon's mouth in another kiss, wrapping his arms around his neck.
"It might hurt", Jon whispered in Robb's ear as he opened the bottle, dipping his fingers in the cool liquid.
"I don't mind", Robb promised. He looked into Jon's eyes with a soft smile on his face. "Go on."
When Jon carefully entered a finger inside Robb, he heard a gasp, and for a moment Jon thought of stopping, but Robb's grip on Jon's back only tightened. "Don't stop." So Jon added another finger, and a third.
He leaned forwards, claiming Robb's lips in another kiss, trying to help with whatever pain Robb might be feeling. "Robb..."
"I'm ready", Robb breathed out, wrapping his free arm around Jon's neck again. "I want you."
Jon entered Robb slowly, carefully, making sure he wasn't hurting his brother and lover any lebih than he had to. He kissed Robb's lips, his neck, his shoulder, and then travelled back again. After filling Robb completely, Jon stopped. He looked at Robb, whose eyes were closed. But a few detik later he felt Robb membungkus, bungkus his legs around Jon's waist, his heels leaving bruises on Jon's arse. He opened his eyes and smiled at Jon. "Move."
Jon smiled back, ciuman Robb as he started thrusting, first slow and tender, then faster, harder. And any delusions Jon might have of Robb being in pain soon disappeared when he started moaning rather loudly, tightening his hold on Jon's waist, his hands tugging at Jon's curls harder than ever before. "Jon...", he breathed out.
Jon was beyond thinking at that point. He was experiencing a pleasure that he'd never felt before, never. What he'd had with Ygritte could never match up to this. Nothing could. Because he loved Robb. He loved him lebih than he'd ever loved anyone, and this was real. They were really here.
Jon's hand ended up around Robb's waist while the other one took support from the bed. Soon he lost himself in the pleasure, and judging oleh the sounds Robb was making, so did he. Jon was distantly aware that he had been repeating Robb's name over and over again for the past few minutes, but he was beyond caring. He moved his hand from Robb's waist to membungkus, bungkus around Robb's cock, stroking him to the point of release. Robb came with a loud moan, almost shouting Jon's name, his hands back on Jon's back, tugging him closer. Jon came inside his brother a few detik after, groaning out Robb's name.
They stayed there for a while, tangled together, breathing heavily. There was a high chance someone could have heard them, especially with the tempat tidur making exceptionally loud noises as a result of their cinta making, but it was too late to stop that now.
"Jon...", Robb slowly released Jon's waist from the grip of his legs, and Jon took that as a sign to pull out of his brother, making them both hiss as he did so. They were both sweaty and completely overwhelmed over what had just happened.
"Seven hells...", Robb broke the silence, turning to look at Jon, who was now sitting on the bed, staring into distance, trying to catch his breath. "Jon..."
Jon turned to look at Robb with a smile on his face. "Don't tell me anda regret that."
"Never", Robb promised, sitting up as well, wrapping his arms around Jon. "I cinta you." He pulled Jon in for a kiss, and they stayed like that for a while. Not as king and soldier, not as brothers, just as two men who loved each other.
Jon woke up to Robb closing his lips around Jon's cock, sucking him to the point of release, after which Jon turned on his stomach on the tempat tidur and Robb fucked him down to the matress. They were akting like horny teenagers, and for a moment Jon almost felt ashamed, but then he remembered that they weren't that old at all. They were allowed to act like this. At least in the comfort and safety of their bedchambers.
The two were curled under the sheets, on their sides, staring into each other's eyes.
"What does this mean?" Robb asked softly.
"It means I cinta you", Jon said, brushing his hand over Robb's biceps.
"That's not what I mean", Robb smiled a little. "Jon, I can't stay here."
"I know...", Jon berkata quietly. "Can we just be here, for a while? Can we forget that for a few lebih minutes?"
"Yes", Robb leaned closer, wrapping his arms around Jon, burying his head in Jon's shoulder. "Yes, we'll stay here."
The tension in the great hall was one beyond belief. Robb was sitting on the other side of a table, and Stannis on the other. Jon was sitting on Robb's right side whereas Roose Bolton occupied the left. On Stannis' right side was a knight who looked lebih like a commoner than a ser, and on the left side was a woman dressed all in red. There were a few others in the room as well, including a few of both of the kings' soldiers, and Catelyn Stark. She'd just returned from the Last Hearth.
"I hear you're calling yourself King in the North", Stannis broke the silence, staring at Robb with cold eyes.
"With respect, lord Stannis, it wasn't I who started calling me that."
"But anda didn't protest, did you? I'm shocked. Your father was a supporter of my claim", Stannis snapped. "Did anda know that?"
"I did. But seeing as anda were unwilling to coperate at any point, I don't see how anda could consider yourself betrayed now."
"Anyone who is opposed to the Lord's chosen is a an enemy", the woman spoke.
"The Lord's....", Robb turned to look at the woman. "You're not talking about that Red God, are you?"
"King Stannis has taken on the Lord of Light as his one true god", the knight on Stannis' right side muttered.
Roose Bolton raised his eyebrows. "No wonder you're having such bad luck on the battlefield."
"We didn't seem to have that bad of a luck last night, did we, now?" Stannis snapped.
"My lord", Robb interrupted. "I'm in no interest to interfere with you. We're both here as guests of the Night's Watch, to help."
"And may I ask, Lord Stark, what is your plan after this?" the knight asked.
Robb turned to look at Jon, who did nothing but stare back at Robb. "I'm staying. For now. And what I do after is my business."
"Maybe you're the ones who should leave", Bolton spoke. "After all, king Robb was here first."
"King Robb is nothing but a green boy", Stannis berkata angrily, turning to look at Robb. "If your father could see anda now-"
"Mind your tongue!" Jon snapped, making everyone turn and look at him. He realized that he should not have spoken out of turn, so he merely lowered his head.
Robb turned back to look at Stannis, but what no one else saw was his hand gripping Jon's under the table, as a loving sign. "Where were anda when I was fighting the Lannisters, lord Stannis?"
"Attacking King's Landing, lord Stark", Stannis said, gritting his teeth.
"And how did that go for you?"
"That is enough!" Stannis shouted. "I will not sit here and menelan insults from a boy who doesn't know the first thing about ruling!"
"Then anda are welcome to leave, lord Stannis", Robb said, not at all shocked oleh his words. "I'm sure the Night's Watch is grateful for your help, but something tells me that is not why anda came here. So why don't anda stop shouting at me and tell us what it is that anda want?"
"It is the king's destiny to stop the dread that lies beyond the Wall", the woman spoke calmly. "Something someone like anda could not do."
"Oh, his destiny?" Robb turned to look at the woman with a small smile on his face. "Well, I have no interest to interfere in lord Stannis' destiny, as long as he doesn't interfere with my actions. We do not need to make this into a problem. I say anda think about it, lord Stannis", with that Robb stood up, followed oleh Jon and Bolton and soon all of the Stark men were out of the room.
"Do anda think he'll leave?" Robb turned to look at Catelyn.
"Not at all. Lord Stannis is a stubborn man."
"I've had enough of stubborn men! If he wants to be king so badly, maybe I should just let him", Robb snapped. "I have to start rebuilding Winterfell, to get the girls back, to-"
"To do all that anda need to be a king, Your Grace", Roose Bolton reminded him. "I know it seems easier, lebih simple, to give up, but anda can't. Not now."
"That reminds me", Robb sighed. "I need to go see Talisa. Where is she?"
"I'll take anda to her", Jon said, and so they went off. "What are anda going to say to her?"
"I don't know. Everyone says I should execute her. But... I need to know if she's carrying my baby atau not. If I tell her she dies if the baby isn't mine, she'll surely say it is, no matter if it is atau not", Robb berkata in frustration.
"Tell her that if the baby isn't yours, she'll just get sent back to Volantis", Jon said. "She might believed that.
Robb nodded, and they walked on. "She almost killed you. I will not let her get away with that."
Jon smiled a little at that, but berkata nothing. They reached the cells at the very north side of kastil, castle Black. Jon used the keys he had to open the door to the cell where Talisa was. "I'll wait here."
Robb nodded, walking inside. Talisa was sitting on the floor. She had been brought food and water, but she looked like a mess. "The King in the North", she smiled. "Did anda come to free me? atau to kill me?"
"What have anda told the Lannisters?" Robb asked.
"Is your sweet brother alright? anda know, if he weren't your brother, I'd suspect his feelings for anda to be a bit deeper than... brotherly", Talisa cocked her head, smiling. "That's a curious mark on your neck."
Robb remembered last night when Jon had sucked that mark in. He glared at Talisa. "What have anda told Tywin Lannister?"
"Everything."
"Since the beginning?"
"Since I first met you", Talisa said. "I admit, for a moment I thought of betraying Tywin and just letting myself be your wife, but... no one ever walks away from Tywin Lannister."
"And anda decided to be less scared of me?"
"Yes", Talisa said. "The Lannisters told me. anda are your father's son. Ned Stark was many things, but a scary man? Not so much."
Robb stared at her coldly. "What is Tywin Lannister going to do? March here and attack? Take Riverrun?"
Talisa smiled. "He made a deal with Walder Frey to kill you, your mother and all of your men at your uncle's wedding. But... looks like Walder Frey has a bit lebih courage than I thought, standing up to Tywin."
Robb felt a shiver run through his body. "The wedding was just a trap?"
"Yes. Until it wasn't. Like I said, Frey backed down."
Robb sighed. "Is the baby mine? If it isn't, we'll send anda back to Volantis. After renouncing our marriage."
"Oh? anda think anda can get away with that? oleh what laws?"
"By the laws of gods and men. anda never loved me. anda betrayed me."
"So... you'll just send me back to Volantis?"
Robb felt a sting of guilt for lying, but then remembered Talisa almost killing Jon. "Yes."
"It's not your child", Talisa said. "Tywin Lannister wanted me to make sure I would never give anda an heir, so I drank moon teh after each time, but... one night when anda were fighting, I got lonely."
"Who?"
"Just a soldier in your ranks. I wouldn't remember him even if I saw him", Talisa said.
"I don't even know who anda are. I never did", Robb berkata coldly. "I'll be back with a septon later, for the annulment."
"What then? I'll just get on a ship to Volantis?"
"No. Then I'll execute you", Robb berkata roughly, opening the cell door and slamming it closed after him, only to find Jon still waiting.
"How did it go?"
Robb made sure the cell was locked, ignoring Talisa's shouts of protest, before gesturing Jon to follow him. They walked all the way to Jon's bedchambers.
"The child isn't mine. I'll have to sentence her to death. And...", he leaned against the closed door, staring at Jon.
"And what?"
"Had it not been for Walder Frey's change of heart, mother and I, and all my men, would have been killed at Edmure's wedding. Frey made a deal with Tywin Lannister, but apparently backed down at the last minute. That might cost that old bat his life."
Jon stared at Robb. "What?"
"We would have died, Jon", Robb berkata quietly. "And anda and I would never have..."
"No", Jon walked over to Robb, pulling him in for a kiss. "No. You're not going anywhere. Ever. I cinta you."
Robb kissed Jon back, wrapping his arms around his brother. "I'm not going... I promise. I cinta you, too." And with that Robb found safety in the comfort of his brother's arms, even if just for a moment.
"Hmm?"
"There have been reports. Wildlings on the south side of the Wall, getting closer. At this pace, I suspect they'll be here tomorrow. They know the element of surprise is gone, thanks to you, but they're still attacking. On both sides", Robb berkata quietly.
"I know", Jon nodded. "I know. I'll be good to fight tomorrow."
"No. You're going to the Last Hearth with mother."
Jon couldn't help but to chuckle at this. "I'm taking the place of your wife now?"
Even in the light of the candle, Jon could see Robb blush, but he shook his head in anger anyway. "That's not why I'm sending you. You're not fit to fight yet. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I'm a man of the Night's Watch", Jon berkata softly, taking Robb's hand in his non-wounded one. "It's my duty to fight alongside my brothers. And my brother", he turned his eyes upwards to Robb, tightening his grip. "It's my fault that they know so much about kastil, castle Black as it is. I have to fight. I will fight. Besides, I'm alright. It doesn't hurt."
Robb sighed, moving to grab Jon's tray, but Jon grabbed his other arm in his tied up one, and forced Robb to turn back towards him.
"I'm going to be fine, I promise. We all are. And... and after the fight is done, anda and I can..."
"You and I can what?" Robb asked, barely louder than a whisper.
Jon used his hands to tug Robb closer, and he complied, crawling on the tempat tidur so that Robb was hovering over Jon. He placed his hands on either side of Jon's face, a lazy smile on his face. "You and I can what, Jon?"
"You're not going to make me say it", Jon smiled softly before pulling Robb down for a kiss. This time it wasn't angry atau urgent, it was soft, tender and loving. For the first time Jon was sure that what he felt for Robb was at least somewhat mutual.
He moaned when he felt Robb tug at his curls, moving his head to the side to plant kisses on Jon's neck while Jon's hands travelled up the back of Robb's tunic. Just when Jon thoughts things just couldn't get any better, the door burst open and Samwell Tarly's shocked face framed the doorway.
"Seven hells", Robb bolted upwards a bit too quickly, letting go of Jon.
"Sam", Jon berkata urgently, trying to plea to the sweet, fat boy without scaring him away. "Sam, anda can't tell anyone, do anda understand me?"
"Tell anyone what?" Sam tried to shrug, but ended up going pale instead. Just as he was about to run out of the door, Robb got to the doorway first, locking the door. "You're not going to tell anyone about what anda just saw."
Sam sighed helplessly, turning to look at Jon. "You're... brothers. I know the Targaryens wed brother and sister-"
"I don't care if anda approve", Robb berkata sharply. "I don't even know if I approve. What I care about is that anda will tell no one. Do anda understand me? No one. Because if my men found out, they would have Jon executed. Is that what you'd want?"
Sam shook his head quickly. "No, not at all."
"Then keep quiet, Sam", Jon pleaded. "Don't tell anyone."
"I won't", Sam promised after a moment of silence. "But... this-"
"I cinta him, Sam", Jon said. It was the first time he admitted it, in that sense, and it shocked both Sam and Robb the same amount.
Jon didn't regret his words, however. He turned to look at Robb with a smile on his face. "I cinta you."
Robb opened his mouth to say something when Sam spoke: "I should leave. Jon, if you're happy, I'm happy for you. This is... I won't tell anyone. Your Grace", he gave Robb a quick bow before rushing out of the room, closing the door after him.
"Will he tell someone?" Robb asked.
"No. It's Sam. He'd never betray my trust", Jon said.
"Just like Theon would never betray mine", Robb said, refusing to look at Jon.
"That was different", Jon got up from the bed, walking over to Robb, his pain forgotten. He placed his hands on Robb's cheeks, forcing him to turn and look at him.
"It's going to be alright."
"You don't know that. anda don't even know if we'll live past tomorrow", Robb protested, but leaned into Jon's touch all the same.
"I know", Jon smiled a little. "But Sam won't tell. He would never. And even if he did-"
"Stop talking about it like it's somehow an option", Robb pulled away from Jon's touch, walking over to the door. "I cinta you, too."
That had Jon both weak at the knees and utterly confused. "And...?"
"And we can't. We can never.... be together."
Jon knew that. He had always known that. "I know."
"I should go and get some sleep. We have a big battle tomorrow. anda should rest as well", Robb said, turning towards the door.
"Will anda stay with me?"
"Jon-"
"Just to sleep", Jon said. "Like when we were children."
Robb sighed, turning back around to look at Jon. He had the Robb the lordling look on his face, but Jon knew him better than that. And so Robb walked over to Jon, took him in his arms and hugged him tight. Hugged him like it might be his last chance. And who knew, it truly might be.
After a while they broke away to stumble on the bed. Jon laid down, and to his surprise, Robb laid down basically on puncak, atas of him, his head resting just below Jon's chin. "Is this okay?"
"Yes", Jon said, wrapping his arms around Robb. "Yes, it's okay."
They both woke up to the sound of banging on the door. "Jon, it's started! The wildlings are coming! Get ready!" it was Grenn's excited voice, and in detik it was gone.
"I should go. I need to go and get ready", Robb stood up from the bed. Just when he was about to walk out the door, it opened and Sam walked in. He was carrying an armor.
"That isn't big enough to fit you, Sam", Jon smiled sadly.
"I know. It's Robb's", Sam laid the armor on the floor. "I figured that anda wouldn't have time to go and change and still come and say goodbye..."
"Thank you", Robb said, and he truly meant it. "Where is my mother?"
"She left this morning, for the Last Hearth. She told to wish anda good luck."
"And Talisa?"
"She's still in her cell."
Jon could see that Robb was unsure of this decision, but he nodded anyway. "I'm sure she'll be... well guarded there."
"Thank you, Sam", Jon berkata as his cue for Sam to leave, which he did.
"You don't have an armor", Robb berkata as he turned to look at Jon.
"I'll be fine. I'll pindah quicker", Jon got up from the bed. "I'll help anda get dressed.
It took a while for them to get Robb's armor on. Mostly because Jon's fingers were shaking. He was nervous. What if one of them died? What if Robb died? He couldn't think of that.
"Maybe anda should be the one to go to the Last Hearth", he finally broke the silence. "It wouldn't be fit for a king to die in a wildling attack."
"You do me wrong, brother", Robb chuckled. "I'm not that bad of a fighter."
"I know you're not", Jon stepped back a little to take in the full view of Robb. "You look like a king."
"That is the idea, isn't it?" Robb smiled, walking over to Jon. "We'll both be fine. I promise. And then we can talk about everything."
Jon nodded, leaning forwards to catch Robb's mouth in a ciuman that lasted too short a time for both of them.
"Go. I can get dressed myself", Jon promised.
"Jon-"
"I'll see anda after", Jon brushed his hand over Robb's cheek before ciuman him one last time. "Go."
Robb nodded, leaning into Jon's touch for a moment before walking to the door. "Don't let this be the last time I see you."
"I won't if anda won't", with that Robb left, and Jon knew he'd never loved him lebih than he did now.
Jon finally understood what people meant when they talked about "the rush of the battle". Adrenaline pumped through his veins, his ears were ringing, he was bleeding from a dozen wounds, but he felt none of it. Only the rush, the incredible feeling. And they were winning. They had lost many good men during the attack, that had now lasted almost a day, including Donal Noye, making Jon the commander of the battle. The reason the battle had lasted so long already was that the wildlings were careful with their attacks. On the South side, including Ygritte and Tormund, they were attacking with all they got, but on the North side, they were using bows and arrows to take down the men on the Wall, trying to break the gate that seperated them from the South of the Wall.
Jon had only caught a glimpse atau two of Robb.
The most shocking part of the battle had happened for Jon when he'd seen Ygritte aiming her bow and panah at Robb's head. Jon hadn't know what else to do but grab the crossbow he'd had in his hands and shot Ygritte himself, causing her to fall to the cold ground. Jon felt a rush of guilt, but he'd had to do it. She would have killed Robb. When he'd reached Ygritte, she was already dead. All Jon could hope for now was that she was in a better place, which he highly doubted.
For a moment it seemed like the wildlings would never give up. The ones attacking from the south side had already been defeated, a few captured, even, but on the northern side they were just marching on, on their way to breach the gate. Jon already started to dread that maybe Robb's men weren't enough when they heard it. The sound of a war horn. Stannis Baratheon riding beyond the dinding to meet the wildlings in open battle, accompanied oleh over a thousand mounted men and Cotter Pyke, the commander of the Eastwatch.
No one had time to wonder why and how Stannis had got there, but with his help the battle was over in minutes, ending with Mance Rayder captured and most of his men dead.
The aftermath was horrible. Dead bodies everywhere, the living wildlings screaming in their cells. But the worst part was when Stannis Baratheon marched through the opened gates to kastil, castle Black only to face Robb and his army waiting for him.
Robb and Stannis had never met, personally, but Jon could see that there was no cinta lost between them. But Robb had merely nodded at Stannis before heading back inside. They all needed rest. There would be time for bickering later.
Jon found Robb in his chambers, sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but his smallclothes, making Jon pause at the door. Robb looked up at him with a tired look on his face. But when he saw who it was at the door, he stood up. Jon quickly closed the door, just in time for Robb to march over to him and slam him against the door, ciuman him passionately.
"I was so afraid", he berkata between kisses, nipping at Jon's lower lip, his hands in Jon's hair. "If something would've happened to you..."
"Nothing happened to either of you", Jon said, burying his face in Robb's curls, breathing in his scent. "I cinta you."
They stayed like that for a while, Robb's hands tugging at Jon's curls like they always did. "What do we do now?"
Jon placed a ciuman on Robb's shoulder before moving back a little. "With Stannis here?"
"Aye, with Stannis here. The dinding can't have two kings visitng", Robb said. "And anda berkata no one else would answer the letter..."
"That's what I thought!"
"It's time for me to go, I think", Robb pulled back, walking over to his bed. "I have to deal with Talisa, and... and we might be getting Sansa and Arya back. I'm needed elsewhere."
"I need you", Jon berkata quietly.
Robb closed his eyes. Oh, how he needed Jon as well. But he needed to remain strong in this. "Jon..."
"Whatever happens, happens", Jon walked over to Robb, wrapping his arms around him from behind. "Stannis has no right to ask anda to leave. Stay. Stay with me", he planted a line of kisses from Robb's neck to his shoulder.
"If me asking anda to come with me isn't enough of a reason for anda to leave, I've got no reason to stay", Robb berkata in anger, pulling away from Jon's touch. "I've been asking anda to come with me ever since I came here!"
"What would your mother say if I came with you?" Jon groaned.
"Nothing! In case anda haven't noticed, she has been quite polite towards anda ever since anda revealed Talisa's true identity. And even if she did, I wouldn't care."
"And what do we do, then? Get married? Rule as Kings in the North?" Jon snapped.
Robb blushed. "Don't make fun of me."
They stayed silent for a moment before Robb continued. "And if we stay here? What then? I become your tempat tidur warmer? I have duties, Jon!"
"As do I!"
"I can't say goodbye to anda again", Robb berkata after another moment of silence. "I can't, I just can't. It was hell, that hari in Winterfell.. And now..."
Jon groaned in frustration before walking over to Robb, pulling him in for a kiss. Robb kissed him right back, wrapping his arms around Jon. "Did anda lock the door?" he asked, a bit breathless.
"Aye", Jon slowly moved them towards Robb's bed, and before either of them knew it, Jon's kemeja was off and they were lying on the bed, with Robb on puncak, atas of Jon, ciuman his neck and down his chest.
"Robb....", Jon moaned. At that moment he couldn't remember any reasons why they shouldn't be doing this, why this wasn't right. Because how could something that felt this good possibly be wrong?
"How long have anda wanted this, Jon?" Robb asked, his voice a bit shaky as his fingers worked with the laces of Jon's breeches.
Jon looked down at Robb, at his curls, at those blue eyes, those kiss-swollen lips. "Always. Always. I just never realized it."
"The same for me", Robb confessed. After untying Jon's breeches he paused. He didn't really know what to do next, what Jon wanted. He looked up at his brother, and Jon felt the sudden urge take over him. He lunged forwards, pulling Robb in for a kiss, turning them over so that Jon was on top.
"Eager, are you?" Robb teased a little, but his smile turned into a gasp when Jon's hand brushed his cock, already hard.
"I could say the same for you", Jon smiled a little, leaning closer to brush his lips against Robb's. "Do anda want me to...?" Jon didn't know what he was asking. He only knew that he wanted Robb, all of Robb. It had always been Robb. Never the whores in Winter's Town, never Ygritte, just Robb.
"Yes", Robb said, breathless. "Yes." He quickly slipped his hands in Jon's smallcloth, releasing his stone-hard cock to the cool air. Jon gasped at this, claiming Robb's mouth in yet another hungry ciuman before pulling back a little, tugging at Robb's smallcloth, which soon ended up lying on the floor along with Jon's.
Neither of them were maidens no longer, but this was something new to them. "Do anda have something....", Robb groaned, burying his head in Jon's hair, making them both smile a little at the awkwardness.
Jon looked around the room, and his gaze stopped on a small bottle of liquid. He didn't know what it was, but it'd have to do. He leaned back towards Robb, ciuman his lips softly before standing up, rushing to get the bottle. How he felt like a little boy then, running across the room with his cock hard as stone.
He heard Robb's soft laughter as he grabbed the bottle.
"What?" Jon smiled as he walked back over to Robb, climbing on puncak, atas of him again.
"You have a nice arse", Robb claimed Jon's mouth in another kiss, wrapping his arms around his neck.
"It might hurt", Jon whispered in Robb's ear as he opened the bottle, dipping his fingers in the cool liquid.
"I don't mind", Robb promised. He looked into Jon's eyes with a soft smile on his face. "Go on."
When Jon carefully entered a finger inside Robb, he heard a gasp, and for a moment Jon thought of stopping, but Robb's grip on Jon's back only tightened. "Don't stop." So Jon added another finger, and a third.
He leaned forwards, claiming Robb's lips in another kiss, trying to help with whatever pain Robb might be feeling. "Robb..."
"I'm ready", Robb breathed out, wrapping his free arm around Jon's neck again. "I want you."
Jon entered Robb slowly, carefully, making sure he wasn't hurting his brother and lover any lebih than he had to. He kissed Robb's lips, his neck, his shoulder, and then travelled back again. After filling Robb completely, Jon stopped. He looked at Robb, whose eyes were closed. But a few detik later he felt Robb membungkus, bungkus his legs around Jon's waist, his heels leaving bruises on Jon's arse. He opened his eyes and smiled at Jon. "Move."
Jon smiled back, ciuman Robb as he started thrusting, first slow and tender, then faster, harder. And any delusions Jon might have of Robb being in pain soon disappeared when he started moaning rather loudly, tightening his hold on Jon's waist, his hands tugging at Jon's curls harder than ever before. "Jon...", he breathed out.
Jon was beyond thinking at that point. He was experiencing a pleasure that he'd never felt before, never. What he'd had with Ygritte could never match up to this. Nothing could. Because he loved Robb. He loved him lebih than he'd ever loved anyone, and this was real. They were really here.
Jon's hand ended up around Robb's waist while the other one took support from the bed. Soon he lost himself in the pleasure, and judging oleh the sounds Robb was making, so did he. Jon was distantly aware that he had been repeating Robb's name over and over again for the past few minutes, but he was beyond caring. He moved his hand from Robb's waist to membungkus, bungkus around Robb's cock, stroking him to the point of release. Robb came with a loud moan, almost shouting Jon's name, his hands back on Jon's back, tugging him closer. Jon came inside his brother a few detik after, groaning out Robb's name.
They stayed there for a while, tangled together, breathing heavily. There was a high chance someone could have heard them, especially with the tempat tidur making exceptionally loud noises as a result of their cinta making, but it was too late to stop that now.
"Jon...", Robb slowly released Jon's waist from the grip of his legs, and Jon took that as a sign to pull out of his brother, making them both hiss as he did so. They were both sweaty and completely overwhelmed over what had just happened.
"Seven hells...", Robb broke the silence, turning to look at Jon, who was now sitting on the bed, staring into distance, trying to catch his breath. "Jon..."
Jon turned to look at Robb with a smile on his face. "Don't tell me anda regret that."
"Never", Robb promised, sitting up as well, wrapping his arms around Jon. "I cinta you." He pulled Jon in for a kiss, and they stayed like that for a while. Not as king and soldier, not as brothers, just as two men who loved each other.
Jon woke up to Robb closing his lips around Jon's cock, sucking him to the point of release, after which Jon turned on his stomach on the tempat tidur and Robb fucked him down to the matress. They were akting like horny teenagers, and for a moment Jon almost felt ashamed, but then he remembered that they weren't that old at all. They were allowed to act like this. At least in the comfort and safety of their bedchambers.
The two were curled under the sheets, on their sides, staring into each other's eyes.
"What does this mean?" Robb asked softly.
"It means I cinta you", Jon said, brushing his hand over Robb's biceps.
"That's not what I mean", Robb smiled a little. "Jon, I can't stay here."
"I know...", Jon berkata quietly. "Can we just be here, for a while? Can we forget that for a few lebih minutes?"
"Yes", Robb leaned closer, wrapping his arms around Jon, burying his head in Jon's shoulder. "Yes, we'll stay here."
The tension in the great hall was one beyond belief. Robb was sitting on the other side of a table, and Stannis on the other. Jon was sitting on Robb's right side whereas Roose Bolton occupied the left. On Stannis' right side was a knight who looked lebih like a commoner than a ser, and on the left side was a woman dressed all in red. There were a few others in the room as well, including a few of both of the kings' soldiers, and Catelyn Stark. She'd just returned from the Last Hearth.
"I hear you're calling yourself King in the North", Stannis broke the silence, staring at Robb with cold eyes.
"With respect, lord Stannis, it wasn't I who started calling me that."
"But anda didn't protest, did you? I'm shocked. Your father was a supporter of my claim", Stannis snapped. "Did anda know that?"
"I did. But seeing as anda were unwilling to coperate at any point, I don't see how anda could consider yourself betrayed now."
"Anyone who is opposed to the Lord's chosen is a an enemy", the woman spoke.
"The Lord's....", Robb turned to look at the woman. "You're not talking about that Red God, are you?"
"King Stannis has taken on the Lord of Light as his one true god", the knight on Stannis' right side muttered.
Roose Bolton raised his eyebrows. "No wonder you're having such bad luck on the battlefield."
"We didn't seem to have that bad of a luck last night, did we, now?" Stannis snapped.
"My lord", Robb interrupted. "I'm in no interest to interfere with you. We're both here as guests of the Night's Watch, to help."
"And may I ask, Lord Stark, what is your plan after this?" the knight asked.
Robb turned to look at Jon, who did nothing but stare back at Robb. "I'm staying. For now. And what I do after is my business."
"Maybe you're the ones who should leave", Bolton spoke. "After all, king Robb was here first."
"King Robb is nothing but a green boy", Stannis berkata angrily, turning to look at Robb. "If your father could see anda now-"
"Mind your tongue!" Jon snapped, making everyone turn and look at him. He realized that he should not have spoken out of turn, so he merely lowered his head.
Robb turned back to look at Stannis, but what no one else saw was his hand gripping Jon's under the table, as a loving sign. "Where were anda when I was fighting the Lannisters, lord Stannis?"
"Attacking King's Landing, lord Stark", Stannis said, gritting his teeth.
"And how did that go for you?"
"That is enough!" Stannis shouted. "I will not sit here and menelan insults from a boy who doesn't know the first thing about ruling!"
"Then anda are welcome to leave, lord Stannis", Robb said, not at all shocked oleh his words. "I'm sure the Night's Watch is grateful for your help, but something tells me that is not why anda came here. So why don't anda stop shouting at me and tell us what it is that anda want?"
"It is the king's destiny to stop the dread that lies beyond the Wall", the woman spoke calmly. "Something someone like anda could not do."
"Oh, his destiny?" Robb turned to look at the woman with a small smile on his face. "Well, I have no interest to interfere in lord Stannis' destiny, as long as he doesn't interfere with my actions. We do not need to make this into a problem. I say anda think about it, lord Stannis", with that Robb stood up, followed oleh Jon and Bolton and soon all of the Stark men were out of the room.
"Do anda think he'll leave?" Robb turned to look at Catelyn.
"Not at all. Lord Stannis is a stubborn man."
"I've had enough of stubborn men! If he wants to be king so badly, maybe I should just let him", Robb snapped. "I have to start rebuilding Winterfell, to get the girls back, to-"
"To do all that anda need to be a king, Your Grace", Roose Bolton reminded him. "I know it seems easier, lebih simple, to give up, but anda can't. Not now."
"That reminds me", Robb sighed. "I need to go see Talisa. Where is she?"
"I'll take anda to her", Jon said, and so they went off. "What are anda going to say to her?"
"I don't know. Everyone says I should execute her. But... I need to know if she's carrying my baby atau not. If I tell her she dies if the baby isn't mine, she'll surely say it is, no matter if it is atau not", Robb berkata in frustration.
"Tell her that if the baby isn't yours, she'll just get sent back to Volantis", Jon said. "She might believed that.
Robb nodded, and they walked on. "She almost killed you. I will not let her get away with that."
Jon smiled a little at that, but berkata nothing. They reached the cells at the very north side of kastil, castle Black. Jon used the keys he had to open the door to the cell where Talisa was. "I'll wait here."
Robb nodded, walking inside. Talisa was sitting on the floor. She had been brought food and water, but she looked like a mess. "The King in the North", she smiled. "Did anda come to free me? atau to kill me?"
"What have anda told the Lannisters?" Robb asked.
"Is your sweet brother alright? anda know, if he weren't your brother, I'd suspect his feelings for anda to be a bit deeper than... brotherly", Talisa cocked her head, smiling. "That's a curious mark on your neck."
Robb remembered last night when Jon had sucked that mark in. He glared at Talisa. "What have anda told Tywin Lannister?"
"Everything."
"Since the beginning?"
"Since I first met you", Talisa said. "I admit, for a moment I thought of betraying Tywin and just letting myself be your wife, but... no one ever walks away from Tywin Lannister."
"And anda decided to be less scared of me?"
"Yes", Talisa said. "The Lannisters told me. anda are your father's son. Ned Stark was many things, but a scary man? Not so much."
Robb stared at her coldly. "What is Tywin Lannister going to do? March here and attack? Take Riverrun?"
Talisa smiled. "He made a deal with Walder Frey to kill you, your mother and all of your men at your uncle's wedding. But... looks like Walder Frey has a bit lebih courage than I thought, standing up to Tywin."
Robb felt a shiver run through his body. "The wedding was just a trap?"
"Yes. Until it wasn't. Like I said, Frey backed down."
Robb sighed. "Is the baby mine? If it isn't, we'll send anda back to Volantis. After renouncing our marriage."
"Oh? anda think anda can get away with that? oleh what laws?"
"By the laws of gods and men. anda never loved me. anda betrayed me."
"So... you'll just send me back to Volantis?"
Robb felt a sting of guilt for lying, but then remembered Talisa almost killing Jon. "Yes."
"It's not your child", Talisa said. "Tywin Lannister wanted me to make sure I would never give anda an heir, so I drank moon teh after each time, but... one night when anda were fighting, I got lonely."
"Who?"
"Just a soldier in your ranks. I wouldn't remember him even if I saw him", Talisa said.
"I don't even know who anda are. I never did", Robb berkata coldly. "I'll be back with a septon later, for the annulment."
"What then? I'll just get on a ship to Volantis?"
"No. Then I'll execute you", Robb berkata roughly, opening the cell door and slamming it closed after him, only to find Jon still waiting.
"How did it go?"
Robb made sure the cell was locked, ignoring Talisa's shouts of protest, before gesturing Jon to follow him. They walked all the way to Jon's bedchambers.
"The child isn't mine. I'll have to sentence her to death. And...", he leaned against the closed door, staring at Jon.
"And what?"
"Had it not been for Walder Frey's change of heart, mother and I, and all my men, would have been killed at Edmure's wedding. Frey made a deal with Tywin Lannister, but apparently backed down at the last minute. That might cost that old bat his life."
Jon stared at Robb. "What?"
"We would have died, Jon", Robb berkata quietly. "And anda and I would never have..."
"No", Jon walked over to Robb, pulling him in for a kiss. "No. You're not going anywhere. Ever. I cinta you."
Robb kissed Jon back, wrapping his arms around his brother. "I'm not going... I promise. I cinta you, too." And with that Robb found safety in the comfort of his brother's arms, even if just for a moment.