To Train A Bad-Ass
By Stargatesg1fan1 Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
Women Bonded to Harry Potter in This Story
Ros is Played by Esme Bianco Leaf is Played by Kae Alexander Ygritte is Played by Rose Leslie
Chapter 11
Winterfell Hoster Tully had passed away in the Riverlands. Ned and the others were discussing what to do.
"Should we really risk traveling out of the North to attend the funeral?" Robb asked. "I know the Riverlands aren't exactly hostile territory at the moment. But it is still below the Moat."
"He's your grandfather," Catelyn pointed out.
"Aye, he is," Ned agreed. "But these aren't peacetimes. The seven kingdoms are in a state of war. But there is another reason to go. It would be better to talk to Edmure now about swearing for our future King. And if Renly's forces cut off Kings Landing from the south from the Westerland supplies it would be likely they would go after the Riverlands. They may not do that I realize. Renly may protect the Riverlands as well. In any case it would be better to talk with Edmure."
Harry was torn on what to do. On one hand he didn't want to help Catelyn. On the other hand Ned raised some good points.
"I will help," Rosetta said as she appeared in the room. "It is dangerous to travel to Riverrun at this time. But I will transport you there. Let it be known, the children of the forest are not pleased with how Catelyn has treated the future king," She said with a glare towards Catelyn.
Catelyn shrank back from the glare of the child of the forest.
"We thank you," Ned said. "Be assured we are not happy with her treatment of Jon either. How many of us can you transport?"
"Fifty," Rosetta said.
"We will be ready in a few hours," Ned said. "I will return then," Rosetta replied before disappearing.
The funeral at Riverrun went off without much fanfare other than the amusing inability of Edmure to hit the boat with the flaming arrow. The talks afterwards between Edmure, Ned, and Catelyn about the Riverlands swearing to King Jon Targaryen were also successful. The appearance of Rosetta and demonstration of magic made this possible. Edmure would not be spreading news of Jon Targaryen around. Ned's promise of troops to reinforce the position of the Riverlands certainly helped.
Fist of the First Men
"Well that's a gruesome sight," Harry said as he beheld the twisting spiral that started with horse heads and spun out to be made of horse bodies.
"This isn't the first time I've seen something like this," Mance said. "The Others fancy themselves artists."
"Other art," Harry said. "Very twisted." "How many men did you say were dead here?" Mance asked as he looked to their warg. "At least a dozen or two," Orell replied. There were no human corpses present. "All wights now," Ygritte said with a grimace.
"Tormund, I want you to climb the wall. Take Orell, twenty good men, and Snow," Mance ordered. "He knows Castle Black's defenses. If he proves himself not useful throw him off the wall."
"What do you want us to do once we get over?" Tormund asked.
"Hide near castle black. I'll light the biggest damn signal fire the north has ever seen. When you see that signal attack from the south," Mance said.
"I think it's time for Mance to be paid a visit from Rosetta," Harry sent mentally to Leaf who was watching him invisibly from nearby.
"You still hope to convince him to treat with Winterfell to be allowed through the wall," Leaf said.
"If possible. But I think it will take Ned meeting personally," Harry said. "I'll have to speak with Ned."
By this point the group of Night's Watch men who had left the Fist of the First Men had reached Craster's Keep. Gilly had been transported back to the Wall soon after her death had been faked the last time they were there. By this point she was ready to give birth. Unknown to either Sam or Gilly, Harry had done his friend a favor. The baby had been early enough the last time Sam had seen Gilly that a ritual Salazar had provided was possible. The ritual overwrote Craster's DNA with Sam's. Sam was actually the father of the baby. Gilly gave birth to a baby boy at about the same time the Night's Watch party reached Craster's Keep.
Over in Essos, Daenerys was making a deal for one of her dragons in exchange for all the Unsullied in Astapor. Her deal was quickly accepted. She also got the interpreter Missandei in the bargain. Harry was very tempted to add Missandei to his list of intended sex partners. But he decided he could wait on that. He was interested. Time would tell.
Mance Rayder's Tent in the North
"What...are you one of the children of the forest?" Mance asked when he spotted Rosetta in his tent.
"I am," Rosetta said.
"So Snow was telling the truth then," Mance said. "What do I call you?"
"Rosetta," Rosetta answered. "I come here to convince you to take an offer."
"What offer would that be?" Mance asked.
"To bend the knee. Bend the knee to the North. You will be made a Lord to rule these people you are currently leading. But you will be under the governance of Winterfell," Rosetta said.
"The free folk would never accept that," Mance said.
"Then they will die," Rosetta said. "You are no longer just attacking a few brothers of the Night's Watch. Ned Stark has been made aware of your army. He marches for the wall even now with a host of Northerners. You cannot defeat them with the Wall on their side."
Mance grimaced and said, "That does change things. Even if I wanted to accept your offer I do not know that I could get the free folk to agree."
"You have considerable time until the Others reach the wall. By that point you may be able to convince them," Rosetta said. "Think about it. Only do not attack the Wall unless you are prepared to die."
Rosetta vanished.
Winterfell "What did Mance say?" Ned asked as Rosetta reappeared in his solar.
"He is considering the offer. He is not certain he can convince the free folk to bend the knee. They are an unruly bunch," Rosetta answered.
"I can understand his concerns. I am not certain I can convince the Northern lords to accept the free folk amongst them even if they will no longer be free folk," Ned admitted.
"If any of them get too unruly remind them that you serve the rightful king and that my people stand with the rightful king. If I need to appear in some of their castles to remind them of this fact or at a meeting with your lords I can do so," Rosetta said.
"That may be needed," Ned said. "My people will begin gathering evidence that will let you deal with the Boltons," Rosetta said.
"I have to say what his men are doing to Theon in these dream-visions of that other life makes me very unsettled. I realize Theon deserves a lot. But these acts are despicable," Ned said.
"It will only get worse," Rosetta said. "How goes the preparations to head to the Wall?"
"I have set my men to preparing. The Ravens have already gone out to the other Lords. I expect they will meet me there," Ned said.
After the initial mobilization when Ned returned North from Kings Landing many of the Northern Lords had returned home. They each left fifty men at Winterfell as a quick reaction force. But it wasn't possible to keep more than that present long term. They must prepare for winter.
"That should do. I expect even if you only bring a few thousand men and let the rest stay home to see to their lands you should be able to hold the wall against the wildling army," Rosetta said.
The two talked for a little while more before Rosetta left. Ned would soon be riding for the wall. Robb would join him once he finished up at Riverrun. Robb had stayed back with Catelyn and several others. Ned admitted to himself that he liked the ability to get around quickly thanks to the children.
Harry had made it a habit to keep several snitch-probes in Kings Landing to keep an eye on events there. When Varys told Tyrion the story about how his manhood was cut off as a boy to be sacrificed to some entity by a sorcerer, Harry knew that he needed to be careful around Varys. Since that day Varys had hated magic. If Harry ever came out as a practitioner of magic he would need to get rid of Varys or take precautions.
Craster's Keep
"The situation here is deteriorating," Leaf reported as she and Harry showed up at the keep invisible.
Several of Leaf's invisible fellow children could be observed by Harry and Leaf watching events.
"They were not able to bring enough food with them when they fled the Fist. Our intervention saved more of them than would have been saved otherwise," Harry sent.
Harry had invisibly apparated in and subtly used his magic to ensure the escape from the Fist had only cost the night's watch a few dozen men instead of the hundreds it would have.
"Yes. And their rationed food is almost completely gone. Craster is not supplementing that food at all at this point. Worse yet he doesn't seem to know how to curb his tongue. Things will come to a boil soon," Leaf advised.
"As long as we can keep an eye out for certain brothers when it does," Harry sent. The two watched for some time more before leaving.
Ned Stark's Solar "My Lord," Theon said subdued as he was allowed into the solar. "You wished to see me."
"I can already tell from how tired you look that you are being shown the same dream-visions about your life as am being shown," Ned said.
Theon looked down in shame before glancing up and saying, "My Lord. I am sorry for what that Theon did."
"Theon, it is only natural to want the approval of your birth father. But I hope you see now that he isn't a man you should want the approval of," Ned said gently.
"Oh I see that," Theon said with disgust. "He is scum. My sister Yara seems to be a little better. But she was raised by Balon to her misfortune."
"I hope you can see why I won't be putting you in any situations that may tempt you to return to your birth family any time soon," Ned said.
"I understand my Lord," Theon said.
Theon's confession in the dream-vision the night before that his true father had died in King's Landing had done something to soften the stance of the Stark's to Theon after seeing his betrayal in the dream-vision. Ned rose and came around the desk.
Ned laid his hand on Theon's shoulder and said, "I can't help but think our allies are showing us these visions for a reason. We are able to benefit from the lessons our counterparts learned the hard way, the fatal way. We should soak up those lessons and become better, stronger, than we were before. I was so naïve in that other life. I wasn't ready for Kings Landing. I barely made it out of there with my life. I won't be that naïve again. Honor has no place in that cesspit of Kings Landing, at least not at this time. Maybe that will change one day. Time will tell."
Theon took comfort from the lack of hatred in Ned's eyes. They talked for a short while more before Theon was dismissed.
Sansa & Margaery's Dream-Vision
"Daenerys, what are you doing here?" Sansa asked in surprise as she and Margaery stood side by side watching their counterparts in that other life make friends in Kings Landing.
"I believe we can now do more than just visit each other every few days. I think we can walk in each other's dream-visions," Daeny said.
"Well isn't that interesting," Margaery said. "I've always wanted to see Essos." "Well you'll see plenty of it," Daeny said. "All I see is Essos." The three ladies stood side by side as they watched events unfold.
Cersei awoke from her latest dream vision where she had happily served her master. This vision had been different than the others. She had found herself being ordered to service her master's companions, other women. Cersei recognized Sansa Stark and Margaery Tyrell despite not seeing the latter for some time. The platinum haired beauty could only be Daenerys Targaryen. In the past Cersei would have been horrified. She had always only been attracted to men. But the pleasure she got from following her master's orders made sure she was soaking wet. She couldn't help but touch herself and seek pleasure from the dream-vision.
Craster's Keep
Harry apparated in when the children alerted him that tensions were spiking.
"You ever met a man with 99 sons Mormont?" Craster asked Jeor.
"I can't say that I have," Jeor replied.
"I have more daughters than I can count," Craster said as he devoured pork and wine in front of the hungry men of the Night's Watch.
"I'm glad for you," Jeor said. "Are you now? Me, I'll be glad when you and yours have gone," Craster said. "As soon as our wounded are strong enough we will leave," Jeor said.
"They're as strong as they are going to get," Craster said. "Them that's dying, why don't you cut their throats and be done with it? Or leave them if you've not the stomach. And I'll sort them meself."
This was the wrong thing to say in the tense atmosphere. "Whose throat you gonna cut old man," Karl Tanner asked. There was a tense moment of silence before Jeor said, "Wait outside." "It's cold outside and there's nothing to eat," Karl replied. "My wives give you bread," Craster said even as he had pork to his lips. "There's sawdust in the bread," Karl answered. "You don't like it, you go out there and eat the snow," Craster replied.
Karl took a few steps closer to Craster and said, "I'd rather eat what you've got hidden away."
Jeor rose and said, "I told you to wait outside."
"He's sitting there drinking our wine eating his fill while we die," Rast objected.
"I realize that. But this is his keep. We are protected under guest right. Show some gratitude. He could turn you away for good," Jeor pointed out.
Jeor silently agreed that it was in really bad form for Craster to do what he was doing. "Guest right isn't meant for a host to do that," Rast replied.
"I've had enough of you crows. I've given you enough," Craster said as he rose making the situation worse. Jeor winced. He was trying to diffuse the situation. Craster was not helping. "I want you out. Go sleep in the cold with empty bellies."
Karl Tanner had gotten behind Craster and drug his knife across Craster's throat.
"You won't be cutting any of our throats old man," Karl said. He pointed to one of Craster's daughters nearby and said, "Show us where he kept his hidden larder or you'll get the same as he did."
"You'll stay back from her or I'll end you," Jeor said as he drew his sword.
Rast snuck up behind Jeor and stabbed Jeor in the back several times repeatedly. Fighting broke out from there. Tanner and Rast had friends. Men loyal to Jeor fought those friends. It was chaos. Sam got the hell out of there. Edd and Grenn fought against Tanner's group.
"Samwell Tarly," Leaf said while wearing an illusion of Rosetta.
"Rosetta," Sam said with surprise as he approached her.
"Come. I will take you back to the wall to safety," Leaf said as she held out her hand.
"What about Edd and Grenn?" Sam asked as he looked back at the keep.
"Others of my kind are looking after them. Your training has helped you progress. But you are not yet at the point where you would survive the fighting that is going on in there," Leaf said.
"How are we getting back?" Sam asked.
"I have procured a ride for you," Leaf said as she led him into the woods where an elk was waiting. A deer also appeared. Leaf climbed onto the deer. Sam hesitantly got onto the elk. "Only you will be able to see me."
A short ways into the journey Leaf switched out with one of her brethren. For Sam this journey back to the wall would help strengthen him.
Essos, Astapor
Jeor Mormont appeared ready to fight. He had felt the stab wounds to his back. But shortly afterwards his body had been replaced with a golem duplicate. His stab wounds had been healed.
He looked around him ready to strike down his attackers when he realized he wasn't alone in the room.
"It appears we have another delivery from the Children," Daeny said. "Do you recognize this one Qhorin?" She asked the halfhand.
"Aye, Lord Commander," Qhorin said as he looked at Jorah who was standing staring at his father in surprise.
Daeny also glanced at Jorah knowing his father was Lord Commander of the Night's Watch. It was then that Jeor lowered his sword and looked at who was in the room with him.
"Father," Jorah said.
"Jorah," Jeor said.
"What are you doing here?" Jorah asked.
"I was just knifed in the back by one of the little shits under my command. I think it was Rast. But I didn't get a good look," Jeor said.
"Are you alright?" Jorah asked with concern. "I appear to have been healed," Jeor said with surprise. "The children of the forest likely saved you," Qhorin said. "Come Lord Mormont. Sit. You are welcome here," Daeny invited as she gestured to a chair. Jeor sheathed his sword. "Perhaps I should take my father somewhere where he can rest," Jeor suggested. "If he would like. We can also pause our counsel session for the time being," Daeny replied.
"I believe my son and I have some things to talk about," Jeor said.
Harry watched invisibly with Leaf as Daeny walked beside Missandei followed by Jorah and Barristan into the courtyard where the masters of Astapor were waiting. Jorah and Jeor had cleared the air between them. Jorah freely admitted his mistake and that he was trying to make amends by serving a good cause. Jorah explaining that the children of the forest had been appearing and saying how Daeny would help the rightful king defeat the Others went a long way in proving this was a good cause to Jeor. He decided he would join that cause. He was no longer of the Night's Watch. His watch had ended the moment his men tried killing him.
Harry decided that after his good service former Lord Commander Mormont deserved to have the new transfiguration technique applied to reverse his age. But he would do it slowly. Over the next year decades would seem to melt off of Jeor. Good men like him would be useful in the future.
"Master Kraznys is saying these unsullied are untested," Missandei translated. "He advises you would be wise to blood them early. There are many small cities nearby ripe for sacking. Should you take captives the masters will buy the healthy ones for a good price. In 10 years, some of the boys you send them may be Unsullied in their turn. Thus all shall prosper."
Daeny didn't respond. Instead she released Drogon from the small cage he had been carried up in. Many had gathered to see the dragon the masters had purchased. A small chain had been affixed like a leash around his ankle. Drogon let out a few screeches as he took to the air. Daeny walked up and gave Kraznys the leash. In exchange Kraznys handed her a small harpy whip which signaled who the master of the Unsullied was.
"So it is done then? These Unsullied belong to me?" Daeny clarified.
Missandei translated.
"It is done," Kraznys replied. "She holds the whip," He added. Missandei translated. "The bitch has her army," Kraznys added forgetting that Missandei was no longer his.
Daeny turned and began walking away. Drogon screeched in distress. He did not like that someone else held the leash. He struggled. His cries became somewhat hard to hear as Daeny walked towards the Unsullied.
"Unsullied," Daeny said in Valyrian surprising Missandei and everyone else. The Unsullied stood at attention. "Forward March," She commanded as she held up the whip. The unsullied ranks marched forward a few steps. "Halt."
The Unsullied halted. Drogon was getting harder and harder for Kraznys to hold onto.
"Tell the bitch her beast won't come," Kraznys said not having paid attention to the fact Daeny could speak Valyrian or not caring.
"A dragon is not a slave," Daeny said angrily in Valyrian, allowing her true emotions to show for the first time.
"You speak Valyrian?" Kraznys asked with surprise.
"I am Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, of the blood of Old Valyria. Valyrian is my mother tongue," Daeny said. She turned back to face the Unsullied army before her. "Unsullied, Slay the masters, slay the soldiers, slay every man who holds a whip but harm no child. Strike the chains off every slave you see!"
The Unsullied immediately began killing the slave masters walking among their ranks.
"Kill her! Kill her," Kraznys cried to his comrades.
"Dracarys," Daeny said to Drogon.
Drogon breathed flame down upon Kraznys who screamed in agony. Daeny smirked righteously.
"She is absolutely beautiful in this moment. Stunning," Harry sent to Leaf. "I can see the appeal," Leaf replied. "After these events she would be ripe for the taking. I bet
you that she could use a fuck after a good battle such as this."
"Not yet," Harry sent. "I am building up anticipation," He added. "It will make it all the sweeter when we finally do partake."
What followed over the next several hours was the complete sacking of Astapor. Drogon helped out burning where he could. But it was the unsullied who did the bulk of the killing. When the fighting had ended the eight thousand unsullied were once more assembled in the courtyard.
Daeny once more addressed her soldiers saying, "Unsullied! You have been slaves all your life. Today you are free. Any man who wishes to leave may leave, and no one will harm him. I give you my word." Harry had cast a low powered sonorous charm so that Daeny's voice carried to all of her soldiers. "Those who stay, will you fight for me as free men?"
The unsullied started tapping the butt of their spears on the ground to signify their approval. After all the plunders from the city had been gathered up Daeny began marching with her army behind her. She threw away the harpy whip. It was no longer needed.
Daeny was riding on her horse when she spotted Rosetta riding on a deer. "No one else can see me," Rosetta's voice sounded in Daeny's mind.
"You were watching in Astapor then?" Daeny asked.
"We were. We often had your back. But other than making your voice carry to your soldiers we did not need to intervene today. That was flawlessly done," Rosetta said. "You were every bit the warrior queen your blood suggests you should be. I can safely say that Jon will find you radiantly attractive for not only your physical beauty but also your cunning."
That pleased Daeny. Daeny said, "Thank you. I look forward to seeing him in my dream-visions." That night Daeny's dream-visions were more vigorous than usual.
North of the Wall
Ygritte had insinuated herself in Harry's life fully since they had left Mance and the rest of the wildling army to head towards the wall. Since discovering when they first met just how warm he was she had been all too eager to cuddle up to him at night for warmth. She was very free with her touching as well. Even an idiot could see how much Ygritte was interested in him. Harry was no idiot. He was following her back carrying a load of firewood when Tormund and Orell approached them.
"What can I do for you?" Harry asked as he paused in his walk. Ygritte also paused.
"Orell says there are crows patrolling on the wall," Tormund said. "You can tell me what you know about them."
"The patrols are regular," Harry said. "Each patrol is made up of four men. Two men are builders examining the wall structure to see what needs to be built up. The other two are rangers keeping an eye out for enemies."
"There are nineteen castles guarding the wall. How many are manned?" Orell asked. "Up until recently only three," Harry said. "What happened recently and how many now?" Tormund asked.
"Recently the child of the forest Rosetta informed Ned Stark of your army and the fact that the Others are stirring. As such, Ned Stark is marching at the wall with a massive army. I expect very soon all those castles to be manned," Harry answered surprising Tormund, Orell, and Ygritte.
"You lie," Orell said.
"He does not," Rosetta said as she appeared out of the woods.
Several of the wildlings swore and leapt back.
"By the gods," Tormund said.
"I am Rosetta. Jon Snow speaks the truth. You would be wise to listen to him," Rosetta said.
And then Rosetta vanished before their eyes. Tormund and Ygritte turned back to Harry starring with wide eyes. Orell actually stepped back from Harry.
"Well fuck me," Tormund said.
"No thanks. You're not my type," Harry said with a grin. "Her on the other hand...," He said while nodding towards Ygritte before trailing off.
Ygritte actually smirked at that. She enjoyed his playful words.
"Well we still go over. If nothing else we can gather information. I will send a runner back to Mance letting him know about this," Tormund said.
Tormund and Orell walked away.
"Conversing with children of the forest," Ygritte said when they had gone. "You're full of surprises. Come with me. I want to show you something."
Ygritte grabbed a burning stick out of the fire that would serve as a decent torch. He followed her into an underground cave. The cave had a waterfall with hot springs inside. She began taking off her furs.
"I think I like what you want to show me," Harry said as he also stripped out of his furs. "Pretty eager to break that vow against sleeping with women," Ygritte said.
"I'll let you in on a little secret. I never actually swore that vow. Rosetta stopped me from saying it and made sure those watching wouldn't say anything," Harry said.
"That's good to know," Ygritte said. "I don't care if you have other women Jon Snow. You're something special."
She walked closer now naked. She was on the skinny side. But she was still quite beautiful. Living in the north was hard. So a bit of skinniness was expected. Harry cast a cleaning charm on them both as their lips met in a heated kiss. When she broke the kiss to breath his mouth
trailed down to her neck, over her collar bone, down to her breasts. He suckled on each nipple hungrily for several minutes. Then he kissed his way lower. Ygritte laid down on their furs and spread her legs at his urging.
Begin Smut Scene
Harry's tongue flicked across Ygritte's flower briefly to give him an initial taste of her nectar. She moaned and grasped his head by his hair. His tongue burrowed deeper massaging her clit and she briefly squeezed his head between her thighs. He worked her folds with his tongue for several minutes bringing her almost to the edge of orgasm. He backed off letting her calm down. Then he repeated the process several times.
"I need you inside of me," Ygritte pleaded.
He kissed his way up her body. His right hand surely guided his prick to the entrance to her sleeve. Ygritte looked up at him with a hungry expression as he slowly fed his dick into her snatch. She let out a low throaty groan as he filled her, stretching her inner walls out around his considerable girth. Soon he was fully buried in her body. Her kegel muscles were flexed around him.
"Fuck," Ygritte gasped. "You are so big," She groaned. "Fuck me."
Harry leaned forward and pressed his lips to Ygritte's mouth in a bruising kiss. He began pumping his hips up and then back down moving his hardness through her softness. He felt her molten core sliding around him. Her legs were wrapped around his butt. Her fingers gripped at his sides as he moved his hips between her parted soft thighs. Her flesh was pale and beautiful to his gaze. Freckles dotted her skin around her breasts. Her breasts were capped with light pink nipples. While her breasts weren't particularly big Harry didn't care about that. He leant his mouth down and captured a nipple. He sucked on one tip followed by the other. Then his mouth worked up over her collar bone to her neck. She hissed her approval as he continued to skewer her quim with his weapon.
"Yes," Ygritte hissed. "Yes...yes...yes," She moaned.
Ygritte loved the feeling of having such a gorgeous man on top of her pumping his tool into her sleeve. He filled her so wonderfully. He stretched her out and made her insides ache in all the right ways. His mouth also did wonderful things to her. His tongue earlier on her sensitive bud almost had her going mad. Even then she felt his pelvis periodically brushing against her bud providing just enough stimulation to keep her feeling she might eventually achieve release. But it wasn't enough to actually achieve it. The feeling was really quite maddening but Ygritte couldn't get enough of it. His mouth on her breasts...it felt magical. Thrust after thrust buried his bone in her quiver. She was so very wet with each successive stroke. She felt the hardness of his muscled body moving against her. He leaned back slightly taking a break from using his mouth on her to just soak in her appearance. She saw desire and naked hunger there directed at her. It made her feel so good to see that look in his eyes. She felt tension slowly building in her
belly as he shafted her. She was definitely sweating now as the intensity of her feelings gradually increased.
"Your pussy is so bloody tight," Harry whispered to Ygritte as he stared down at her beauty. "Your beauty makes me never stop wanting to bury myself in your snatch."
Harry emphasized his words with several good jabs of his sausage. Harry felt an urge for a change of position. He pulled out of Ygritte and with deft hands flipped her on her stomach before pulling her up to her hands and knees. He was swiftly back inside her from behind. She cried out approvingly as he pressed his groin to her rump while holding onto her hips. Again her kegel muscles were flexed about his pole experimentally. Harry didn't wait long before he started rocking his hips back and forth, bouncing his pelvis off her rear each time he pressed fully into her. Ygritte turned her head enough to look back at him. Her features were twisted into a primal animalistic mask. Harry leaned forward down over her back and nipped at her ear while his right hand snaked around her hip down to her cunt. Harry's digits danced across her clit causing her to buck up against him. He allowed more of his weight to settle on her as he rode her back.
Ygritte had never known such passion as a heat burned within her core and spread throughout her body in waves. She really couldn't get enough of him. He was mounting her like a stallion and she loved it. She felt him move her red hair to one side and his lips and teeth found her neck. He nibbled and sucked on her neck. His deep groans filled her ears as he pumped his manhood to and from her gash. He covered her quite well. The speed of his thrusting had picked up. He was pounding into her with a growing ferocity that caused Ygritte's flesh to vibrate when his groin hit her rear. His prick was deep inside her. He filled her so perfectly it was like she was made for him. His fingers on her bud had her racing towards the edges of insanity. He was so good at what he was doing, efficient with every movement. She suddenly began to crave having him fill her with his seed. She began to shove her hips backwards as he thrust forward, driving herself further onto him. She clenched her inner muscles around his shaft each time he was deepest in her and tried to resist letting him go. Her resistance made it feel so much better for them both.
"Yes...fill...me...with...your...seed," Ygritte urged.
"Gladly," Harry groaned.
Harry's hips were a blur as he channeled arcane energy into Ygritte's core. She was ready to explode with orgasm and he was right there with her. He had paced himself until the perfect moment to achieve maximum ecstasy. He felt her belly muscles tightening, her heartbeat speeding up, her mind shutting down all higher function. When a cry erupted from her throat Harry pushed himself fully into her and let loose with his seed. His creamy load surged into Ygritte's pussy even as her core boiled with her nectar. She let out a keening moan as her orgasm surged through her. Her vagina clenched and released repeatedly as it tried coaxing more and more of his seed into her. His own climax was in full fury seeing him empty all he had to give her into her receptive snatch. His fingers continued to rub at her clit through her shuddering and gasping. She collapsed forward onto their furs and he went down on top of her.
"Damn but you feel good wrapped around me. I think I'll keep you," Harry purred into Ygritte's ear as he remained in her juicy quim, only going semi-soft.
The couple had rolled onto their sides.
Ygritte turned her head and looked back at him while saying, "You feel pretty damn good yourself buried within me. You seem to be a keeper."
They shared a kiss that conveyed satisfaction and the promise of more to come in the future. They fell asleep like that still intertwined with their furs pulled over them.
End Smut Scene
Ygritte woke up to the feeling of warmth, safety, and a tingling in her gash. She had never felt so good in her entire life. She processed the feeling of strong arms around her. She also felt something pressed against her backside. This time there were no furs between her and that familiar feeling. She reached back and grasped that fat sausage. His mouth began to nip at her neck.
"Someone is definitely awake," Ygritte said. "That thing you did with your mouth. I liked that."
"It does feel pretty good," Harry admitted. "For a man as well as a woman. Or so I'm told about the last part."
"A woman can do that for a man?" Ygritte asked.
Ygritte's only experience was with one other boy.
"Oh yes," Harry said. "Would you like to see a demonstration?"
"How?" Ygritte asked.
"Why I can suck on his dick and show you," Leaf said as she appeared in the cavern from beneath her invisibility.
Ygritte turned at the sound and stared in shock at the child of the forest, the very naked child of the forest.
"Ygritte, this is Leaf. Ros isn't my only lover," Harry said. "You're fucking one of the children of the forest?" Ygritte asked with surprise.
"Oh yes. He fucks me so well. In time you may learn some of Jon's secrets. Just know that we children take a special interest in him. Our greensight shows us that if anyone stands a chance of
defeating the Others it will be through him. You are very special to be chosen by him. Now. Let me show you the art of sucking on a fat prick such as this," Leaf explained.
Leaf proceeded to give Ygritte a very hands on tutorial not care that the last place his tool had been was inside of Ygritte. Leaf was a very earthy type of female. The tutorial led to a very pleasurable threesome for all involved.
Essos
Daeny finished dressing in her tent and went out to meet the officers among her unsullied. She was still flushed from the hot scene she, Margaery, and Sansa had witnessed that night of Jon bedding a red haired wildling girl named Ygritte. The scene that followed between Ygritte, Jon, and a child of the forest named Leaf had been very arousing. Daeny had actually learned some things about the art of pleasing a man with her mouth. She wondered if Margaery and Sansa were the same. She hadn't gotten a chance to talk to them before the vision had ended.
"These are your officers Khaleesi," Missandei said as Daeny approached her.
"Very good," Daeny said. The dozen or so officers came to a stop in front of Daeny. In Valyrian she said, "You did not choose this life. But you are free men now. Free men make their own choices. Have you selected your own leader amongst your ranks?"
The unsullied officers answered by stepping aside until only one of them remained. He removed his helmet and stepped forward.
"This one has the honor," Grey Worm said.
"What is your name?" Daeny asked.
"Grey Worm," Grey Worm answered.
Daeny looked to Missandei to explain.
"The masters chose names which reminded the Unsullied of their position in life Khaleesi," Missandei explained.
"I see," Daeny said. To Grey Worm she said, "You may choose a different name if you want. You all may."
"I do not wish to Khaleesi. It is a lucky name. It was the name this one had when Daenerys Stormborn broke his chains," Grey Worm said.
"That is your choice," Daeny said. "I thank you for your words."
Daeny set about getting to know the new commander of her armies. They started discussing plans.
Base of the Wall, Northern Side
"It used to be you couldn't find a tree within a mile of the wall," Tormund said as Orell helped him get the climbing harness he was putting on adjusted in the back. "Crows would come out every morning with axes."
"Your flock gets smaller every year," Orell informed Harry. Orell and Tormund walked away. "I do believe Orell fancies you," Harry said. "What do you mean?" Ygritte asked.
"He wanted to steal you," Harry clarified in terms she would understand. "I don't think so," Ygritte said. "Trust me," Harry said. "He's very jealous of me since you and I started up together."
"I suppose as you are fond of saying, time will tell," Ygritte said before looking at the wall. "This is going to be one hell of a climb. Tormund has done it half a hundred times. I've waited my whole life to see the world from up there."
"And you shall. I'll keep an eye out for you on the climb," Harry assured. Ygritte leaned forward and stole a kiss.
"I've got a pair of climbing spikes for your feet," Ygritte said. "Sit down." She knelt and began helping him strap the foot spikes on his shoes. "They're a little big for you. But they'll work."
Ygritte took the opportunity as she knelt there to reach up and fondle his manhood. "Careful or I might just bend you over right here," Harry said teasingly.
"Promises, promises," Ygritte said. "I know you didn't just stop becoming a crow the moment you walked into Mance's tent. Even if you never took the vows. But we're going to be loyal to one another. The night's watch, Mance Rayder, neither cares whether we live or die."
"You're somewhat right in that," Harry confirmed. He was pretty sure there were those in the Night's Watch who would care if he died. "But I wouldn't worry too much. I believe things will
work out."
At that moment Tormund returned. He held out a climbing spike for Harry and helped Harry to his feet.
"Sink your metal deep," Tormund advised. "Make sure it holds before you take your next step. And if you fall, don't scream. You don't want that to be the last thing she remembers," He said with a grin.
"I like that man," Harry told Ygritte after Tormund had walked away.
Several Hours Later
Climbing was slow. They climbed in teams of four. There were five teams climbing up the wall. Tormund was at the top of their team followed by Orell, Ygritte, and then Harry. Getting items back and forth between the different universes through his satchel took considerable power. But Harry was glad that he had thought to include his firebolt in his satchel this time. If he fell he could always pull the broom out and mount it mid-fall.
"You staring at me ass Jon Snow?" Ygritte called down over the wind and snow. "Always," Harry said. "It's a lovely view."
Just then Tormund sunk his pick in and a chunk of ice fell away from the wall the size of a softball.
"Lookout," Tormund called.
Harry cast a small wandless shield charm over his head and the ice ball bounced off. Ygritte looked down at him in concern. But he gave her a grin of reassurance. They continued to climb. The higher they got the worse the win and snow grew. Then it happened. Ygritte suck her pick into the ice and cracks formed. The crack traveled to the right along the wall towards the next group of climbers. Tormund and Orell sunk their picks in firmly just as a large section of the face of the wall broke away. Two whole teams of climbers were carried away with the ice that fell. Harry and Ygritte were carried away. But they were caught on the line that was secured to Orell and Tormund.
"We gotta cut them loose," Orell shouted up to Tormund who was grunting in pain from the strain of holding on.
"No," Tormund shouted.
Orell drew a knife and began sawing through the rope. Ygritte looked down at Harry. Harry began swinging and used a summoning charm against the nearest portion of the wall's face to
pull himself against the face. He sunk his axe in and used sticking charms to secure himself against the ice. This happened just as Orell succeeded in sawing through the rope. Ygritte let out a scream as she plummeted. She went taught on the rope. Harry began hauling the rope hand over hand. He pulled her into him and she clung on for dear life.
"That cowardly fucker," Ygritte swore.
"I've got you," Harry assured. "Let's avoid a repeat of that."
"I agree," Ygritte said.
Suddenly Leaf was beside them.
"Only you can see me," Leaf told Ygritte and Harry.
She clung to the wall with sticking charms controlled by Harry effortlessly. One free hand came loose from the wall and caused belts to fly onto the waists of Harry and Ygritte.
"What are these?" Ygritte asked.
"Magical belts," Leaf said. "They will allow you to cling to the wall with magic should your climbing gear fail again. Try not to rely solely on them too often."
Then Leaf was gone.
"The children do watch out for you," Ygritte said as she glanced down at her belt in awe before looking back up at Harry.
"That they do," Harry agreed.
Ygritte began climbing again and found the effort easier. She assumed it was the belt. The belt also had a built-in feather light charm. She and Harry were able to ascend the wall without a lot of effort. Harry and Ygritte actually reached the top of the wall before Tormund and Orell. Sunlight began to break through the clouds as they reached the top. Ygritte was exhausted but still managed to sit up so she could get a look. Harry got to his feet and helped Ygritte to hers. He walked her over to the southern edge of the wall. Ygritte saw the still green lands beyond with the mountains in the distance. She turned and met his eyes. He had been watching her to see her reaction to the sight for the first time. This time he kissed her. She happily returned it. That night they camped on top of the wall. Harry and Ygritte made their way a distance from their companions and made love atop the wall.
The next day they would descend the wall on the Southern side using one of the lifts at one of the less frequented castles.
Ros sat up in bed with a start breathing hard.
"Come here," Harry said as he put his arm around her.
She clung to him as if she was holding on for dear life.
"That fucker killed me," Ros said with real fear. "Joffrey chained my hands above my head and shot me full of arrows from a crossbow. Sick fuck. Littlefinger let him!"
"I'm sorry you had to experience that," Harry said.
"I'm really glad I didn't go to Kings Landing now," Ros said. She met his gaze. "Thank you for taking me North with you."
"On the bright side you won't have to experience anymore of those dream-visions," Harry pointed out.
"Small comfort considering it means I didn't live past this point in that other life," Ros said. "Make love to me. Please."
"Happily," Harry agreed as Ros pulled him into her embrace.
Arya Stark awoke in her bed in Winterfell. Her dream-vision had shown her the red woman Melisandre coming for Gendry.
"She'll not have him this time," Arya promised.
Gendry and Arya were safe in Winterfell. Arya thought about what else she had seen. She had seen the hound kill Baric Dondaryon in a gruesome way only for Thoros of Myr to bring him back to life. If their story was to be believed that was the sixth time he had been resurrected. His scars caused her to tend to believe him.
"There is a lot more to this world than even old Nan's stories have suggested," Arya mused to herself.
She went back to sleep curious to see what her dream visions would show her next.
Winterfell
"I'm glad you could make it," Robb said happily as Harry and Ygritte appeared with Leaf at their side.
"I wouldn't miss it," Harry said as he shared an embrace with his cousin. "This is Leaf and Ygritte."
"And this is my wife to be Talisa Maegyr," Robb introduced. They were in the godswood in Winterfell. Ned entered the godswood at that moment. "Jon," Ned greeted as he came forward and hugged his nephew. "Hello," Harry greeted. "This is Leaf and Ygritte." Ned greeted the two ladies. "Would you like to perform the ceremony Lady Leaf?" Ned asked. "We would be honored," Robb added. Not many could say that one of the children of the forest performed their marriage. "If you would like," Leaf agreed.
This was a private ceremony so Jon could be there. There would be a public ceremony later that involved the rest of the family and more guests. The ceremony didn't take long. Magical lights actually connected Talisa and Robb when Leaf finished the ceremony. The magical lights gradually faded.
"What was that?" Robb asked with surprise.
"It was a gift from me. You will be able to sense one another's emotions once you consummate the marriage. And these are gifts from Jon that we made for him," Leaf said as she caused a metal band to appear on the wrist of Robb and Talisa.
"They will allow you to communicate mind to mind as if you were having a conversation for a distance easily equal from here to the wall," Harry explained.
There was stunned silence. Talisa broke the silence by coming forward and hugging Harry.
"Thank you for this gift," Talisa said.
"It is my pleasure," Harry said.
"One more gift," Leaf said. "When you have your public ceremony I can transport your family here from Volantis and then back home afterwards."
Talisa had tears of happiness in her eyes as she professed gratitude. Harry and Ygritte lingered for a little while after the ceremony. But then they along with Leaf departed.