Okay so here is chapter 2, pretty slashly/mooshy. Not sure if I'll do a third chapter, but if you'd like to read more of this story leave me a review! Thank you to everyone who has subscribed, gives me warm and fuzzy feelings! Enjoy!

Jon rushed out of Robbs room, trying to avoid eye contact. As soon as he opened his door, he threw himself into his pillow, sobbing. He couldn't hold it in, he cried. He cried, loud, he rocked back and forth. He was hurting so intensely that he felt like leaving for The Wall that instant, for no other reason than to never have to face Robb again. He cursed himself for saying something "Why did I do that? Why couldn't I just be content with how things were? Seven hells, what have I done..." Jon calmed his breathing, wiped his tears, and let himself fall into a restless sleep for the last few hours left before dawn.

Dawn came and Robb found himself alone and cold in his bed for the first time he could recall. It was so normal to wake up with Jon in his arms after a cold night, to hold him close before starting the day. Robb wasn't sure what he felt anymore. Was he so blind to his feelings? At first Robb thought Jon to be crazy for thinking he might feel the same way, but the more he thought about it he realised they had always done things that brothers ought not to. He thought of all the hugs that lasted a little longer than normal, the stares, the naked spooning... Robb got out of bed and started to dress. "I must figure out what I feel before we're alone again, I can't bare to see him cry for me, again." he told himself as he looked in the mirror, before exiting his room and to his duties.

The day dragged on, and the few times Robb caught Jons eye, Jon put his head down or started walking the other way. It hurt Robb that Jon was so upset with him, it hurt more than he expected. Robb couldn't focus on anything else all day, and that night he was alone in his bed, again.

Jon was also alone in his bed. He was thinking about The Wall again. Should he go? What was keeping him in Winterfell? He felt so useless, the bastard son of Eddard Stark. He had no place there. Jon had been told all his life that the wall was a place of honor, a place to live out your life with purpose and pride. This had always been appealing to him, but now that he felt so rejected by Robb, The Wall seemed like paradise. His mind flooded with fantasies of what might happen to Jon Snow, virgin bastard in Winterfell, if he went to The Wall to become Lord Snow. He chuckled, "Lord Snow" sounds so foreign.

Jon heard rustling at his door, alarmed, Jon got up and grabbed his sword, then unlocked the door. Shocked, Jon dropped his sword and gasped "Robb! You scared me. What are you doing here?" "Shh, quickly, let me in!" Robb whispered as Jon stepped away, letting Robb walk inside his room. It was so rare that Robb had been in Jons room, it felt so strange. Robb found himself just looking around, taking in the sight of this new place... he almost forgot why he was there. "Robb, you can't just barge in here in the middle of the night! I might have..." Jons protest was silenced abruptly by Robbs lips against his... for a moment they both felt as if the world had stopped turning, that even the wind had stopped blowing. They were both frozen, silent, locked in a soft kiss. Jon slowly started to kiss Robb back, softly placing his hands on Robbs hips. Robb thrust back with more urgency, but still gently, as he started to run his hands through Jons luscious curls. They kissed like this for some time before pressing their foreheads together, gasping for breath. As they both looked down between them, they noticed each others growing erections, they started to laugh. How amazing it was for them to be in this situation.

They broke their embrace and Jon sat on his bed, scooting back until he was laying on his back propped up on his elbows. He smiled at Robb, and Robb knew what he wanted. Robb crawled slowly up to Jons lips, much like Jon had done to him the night before. Before they locked lips again, Jon put a finger on Robbs. "What are you doing, Robb?" "I... I wanna see where this goes." Robb tried to begin his assault on Jons lips, but he stopped him again.

"Robb, you can't just play with my heart. If you are to kiss me, you must understand that I don't believe I can separate the heart and sex the way you and Theon do so easily with the whores. Do you know why I've never taken a whore?" "Well from last night I had assumed you were..." "No I'm not! Well, not completely. I would happily bed a woman as passionately as a man, but I would have to love them. I cannot JUST fuck someone Robb, do you understand me? I don't want to be your fuck buddy. I know we can never be a public couple, but in private I want you to be mine. I wouldn't be able to handle knowing you were giving what I want to be mine to the whores, if you cannot give me this... then I will be the one who must ask you to leave."

Robb didn't want to correct Jon, tell him that he was really a virgin but wasn't really sure what to do. He had thought about it all day and much of the night, he wanted Jon now, the more he thought about it he believed he truly loved Jon... but was he ready for this? Was he ready to open up to Jon in every way? Robb took in a deep breath, and nodded. "I want you Jon."

Jon grabbed Robbs head almost forcefully and brought their lips together, passionately attacking his mouth with all his built up lust and desire for him. Robb returned the passion as he roughly stripped his own shirt off before doing the same to Jons, before undoing the laces on Jons pants. Jon lifted his ass as Robb pulled his pants down, past his knees and once they were off dropped them on the slowly growing pile of clothes beside the bed. Robb kissed down Jons neck, down to his chest, past his hard stomach and to his throbbing cock. Robb kissed the tip, teasingly, which made Jon groan impatiently. Robb grabbed the shaft and started pumping it up and down, slowly at first, but as Jons moans got louder, Robb went faster. Looking into Jons eyes, as if he was asking permission, he put his mouth just over the head, swirling his tongue around it, making Jons toes curl and moan with pleasure. Jon came hard into Robbs mouth screaming his name, Jon had never felt so satisfied.

On the bed beside the fireplace they lay beside each other, arms and legs entwined, breathing heavily. Once they had both caught their breath, Jon got up onto his hands and knees and Robb knew what he wanted. After he removed his own pants, Robb kneeled behind him and licked his fingers and began opening Jon while stroking own cock. Jon started moaning again, which got Robb even more excited. Slowly he entered one finger inside of him, and once he was accustomed to that, 2, then 3... Robb couldn't fight it anymore. He spat on his own cock and slowly entered Jon. They both groaned loudly with intense pleasure, for a moment or two they just stayed there, enjoying the rush, then Robb started to move in and out, faster and faster. They were both so loud they were afraid someone might hear them, but the thick stone walls and cold winds rushing past would prevent that. They were so wrapped up in the feeling that even if King Robert were to walk in they wouldn't stop.

Robb had always imagined what his first fuck would feel like, but this didn't feel like just a fuck, he felt as if he was, dare he say it, making love. Robb pulled himself out of Jon, causing Jon to moan in protest, Robb pushed him over and onto his back, then teased his cock around his hole. Looking into his eyes Robb said "I want to see you come all over both of us with me inside you, Jon, and I want too see the look in your eyes as I thrust into you, again and again" and he did just that. They made love like this for many minutes, Robb bent down to kiss him many times, and grabbed hold of Jons dick, played with balls until finally, they both felt a surge of energy. Robb thrashed into Jon with incredible strength and Jon held onto the headboard and screamed with pleasure. They looked into each others eyes, giving each other permission to finish. They came together and fell asleep soon after.

An hour or so before dawn Robb awoke, with Jon in his arms again. When Jon rustled, Robb whispered in his ear "I love you".

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