When he returned to his room, he found that Varko and Baka had already posted 4 guards outside his room.
"Don't let anyone enter no matter what." He told them and entered the room.
The room was cleaned and fairly furnished.
It was also a bit dark as the few candles were not enough to properly illuminate the room.
Oh well… cannot expect to live in luxury while on a war.
At the corner of the room he could see the his suitcase. It's lid wide open.
He entered his suitcase and closed it after himself.
He entered the large room and saw Ygritte feeding venison to Acnologia.
She was still wearing her battle armor which was clean of any blood and dirt.
Mostly because she was an archer and her task was to snipe important people from a distance.
His own battle armor in contrast was filled with blood and gore of the enemies he had slain in the Southern-East battlefield.
He activated a charm on his magical suit and all the blood and gore fell away in an instant.
The sound gave him away. Or perhaps Ygritte knew that he was there the whole time.
She turned to him and gave him a soft smile.
He removed his helmet and went to sit beside her.
"Acnologia. Go and fly around for a bit. Mommy and daddy need to spend some time together." He said.
Showing more intelligence than any dragon he had seen in his past world, Acnologia nodded, took the Venison and flew away.
"Did you have to chase him away? We were having some mother-son bonding time." Ygritte said with a pout but he could see the mischievous glint in her eye.
He didn't reply but took her chin and planted a kiss on her lips.
He soft warm and somewhat wet lips.
She parted her lips willingly and he sent his tongue inside.
He felt himself getting lost in her and everything in the background faded away until there were only him and her. Her and him.
They separated after a long moment and he opened his eyes to see the hunger in her eyes.
"Armor. Remove it." She said.
He complied and waved his wand.
As soon as the armor came off, she jumped at him and pinned him to the ground.
She straddled his hips and grinded her warm crotch against his own.
Then she leaned down on him and kissed his neck.
He felt his cock twitch at the sensation and his hands reached to grab her ass cheeks.
She continued to pepper his neck with soft and warm kisses until she bit his neck.
He hissed in pain and she gave him a toothy smirk.
"Oh. It's on now." He said and with a heave, he picked her up and rolled them around until he was on top of her.
"What are you going to do to me Domeric Bolton?" she asked, raising her chin in defiance "I'm not afraid of the likes of you."
He found himself reflecting her mischievous smile as he reached down and placed a kiss on her neck, her leg locking themselves around his thighs and her hand clawing at his back.
He kiss her below the chin and found her shivering at his administrations.
"There is no one like me." He whispered in her ears "Only me."
Ygritte started grinding her hips against his crotch after that, her movement rough and desperate.
"Domeric." She said and he rose to look her in the eye.
"What?" he asked.
"Give it to me." She whispered, her soft words having a hypnotic effect on him.
He wanted to make the foreplay longer. Make her more needy and tease her for it.
But frankly. He was far too horny for that. And Ygritte… she just looked so delicious.
"As you wish my lady."
Another wave of the wand and both their breeches flew away.
He palmed her mound and found that they were already slick with wetness from her lower lips.
"Someone's eager." He teased.
Ygritte flushed and he lined himself up against her unbearably hot cunt.
"You look beautiful." He told her before he slowly entered her core.
Ygritte buckled against him and took a sharp breath and he felt him member being clenched by her hot insides.
He kissed her forehead before he started moving his hips. Pushing himself in and out in a slow rhythm.
Ygritte a keening noise and her eyes flew open. Her warm brown eyes staring at his own pale shining one.
They both stared at each other, they lower halves moving in a perfect rhythm.
"Mine." She said after a long moment and rose to lock lips with him. They separated and she pulled him to her. "All mine."
He smiled and picked her up from the ground.
She frowned at the sudden movement before he picked her up and tossed her on the bed. The ground was made of wood so it must have been uncomfortable for her.
She looked at him with a desperate need and he waved his wand, their shirts removing themselves from heir bodies.
He walked up to her and as soon as he reached her, she pulled him into another kiss.
He took her hips, picked her up like she weighed nothing and turned her around, his lips not leaving her own for a moment.
Then he lined himself up against her slit and pushed inside once again.