captainjackmate:

Jack grinned from ear to ear when she agreed with the name and loved it just as much as he did. It had come to him because of the beautiful moon that they had on their hold most of the year. Not only that but because her mother’s silver hair is just like the moonlight. - I think it’s perfect… Luna Sparrow. - He said and smiled and kissed her lips a bit passionately and calmly, being glad that they finally decided on the names so when the baby came, they would know how to name it. - We’re going to have a baby Jack or Luna. Can’t wait to find out which one it will be. - He said and giggled a little, rubbing her still flat stomach. - I hope you grow fast baby, can’t wait to see you. - He said.

- What do you mean I have to go? Can’t you send anyone else from your pet dogs to fetch the dragons? Why doesn’t HE send someone here? - Lief was furious, when his brother gave him the news. The first arrival of the contracted dragons had reached their due and it was time for them to be transported with care back to the Southern hold of Valyria.

- I will not argue with you, Lief. I am not asking my brother to visit my son in-law. I am asking the captain of my riders to see that everything is in order. As you said, any of my lap dogs would not be high enough in rank. We do not need anyone to get ideas. 

- But... - Lief wanted to say something else, but he understood. They were Auslags afterall. People would talk.  - Very well.

~

Time went by as if it was obligated to. Their days were spent solemnly, the usual tasks among others, Tyyne having to do less and less as months passed. It was harder and harder to bear his child. Though it provided nothing, but bliss, she could feel the changes and was certain her lord husband did so as well. She became more and more tired by the most mundane of tasks and as her belly was growing, so did the amount of backpain. Her panick attacks lessened about not wanting to birth it, fearing the pain it would mean, fearing the worst possibilities, but always veiled them from Jack. As waited, a sudden package, or rather caravan arrived in regards of her mother, baby clothes of all colours one could imagine, obviously of the best materils, from silver and black to red and gold and of course all the other spectrums of hues. They started the building and renovating the room in the tower above them, it had been cleaned and freshly painted with white and gold ornaments, tales of dragons across the ceiling, some with tricky paint that could only be seen at night. After a smaller debate Tyyne won, convincing her husband that it was best to be done with it untill they had some time, so the noises would not keep any of them up. 

She took a stroll up, with the help ofher handmaidens while Jack was in his solar, mending the paperwork of the dragons. The room was clean and the paint did not smell any longer and as she looked around she thought it will do nicely. Meera brought up some lemoned water, though this time without the mint, for some reason she grew to dislike it.

(Source: feathersofsilver)

captainjackmate:

- It was truly too long my love. - He said and sighed, pulling her closer and kissing her lips tenderly. He lost himself in her eyes, still feeling guilty for everything but more relaxed now that everything was settled. - I hope this baby does not inherite our stubborness issues. - He joked a little and snorted knowing that was a very likely possibility. And they still needed to figure out the babies name in case it was a girl. - Luna… - He said and smiled a little. - Luna would be a good name for a girl.

Tyyne smiled and dazed off in her mind, glad that it was finally over. At least they did not have any more fears in between them regarding their child. Well, at least not as much fears. There still was the birthing, she prayed to the gods to survive that and if so, the whole upbringing of the child. Maybe that was even more terrifying, than the former one. - Hmm? - She did not understand at first what he said, but a grin spread across her lips, when realised. - That… actually sounds really nice. Never really found a good name and to be honest I was actually browsing in between geneologies of your and my family. Asked your mother to send over one… Luna. Yes, I like Luna really much.

(Source: feathersofsilver)

“My lady, did the wine become too much?” ///CRYING

No, no NOOOO at allt. Not all. NOT… oh my Westerosian is a strange language. Not at all. Your hair is like wine. Do you dye it with it? Maybe that’s why it smells so good. You smell good.

captainjackmate:

Jack felt terrible and her consoling him was something justified, her words made sense but he still felt bad about it. He pulled her up onto his lap and caressed her face and hair and hushed her as well. - I’m sorry love. - He said again and kissed her gently. - I shouldn’t have messed any of this… - He said and chuckled a little, feeling a little better. - I love you so much and I hate for us to be like this. Being…stubborn and a bunch of idiots being emotional. - He said and laughed a little, shaking his head. - Come…let’s rest a little. We’re both tired.

Tyyne chuckled in her loss, shaking her head. - Wasn’t my small sermon all about you not having to? - Her hand reached for his face to brush small circles on his cheek to try to calm him down. - And I love you too and I’m sorry for being too aggressive when you are nothing, but curious and careful. I’m sorry, love, really. - Tyyne looked down, but hearing him laugh a bit she turned her gaze back. Thank heavens, at least that. She nodded with a small soft smile and obliged, laying down with him joining in soon. - This day was too long.

(Source: feathersofsilver)

captainjackmate:

Jack wasn’t looking at Tyyne when she came to him and tried to cheer him up. He deserved no cheering up, he just made her upset, he had been making her upset fort he past few days! He deserved to feel miserable for being so ignorant about how women’s bodies worked. And hearing her blame herself only made things worse. - You did nothing wrong. - He said and sighed, looking at her. - You’re great my love and you are going through a lot, you don’t need me to add to your stress. I’m sorry. I should know better than to make you upset.

Stop it, just please stop. - Tyyne tried to hush him, feeling worse, when he voiced his reasons. - I am carrying your child. That does not mean I am allowed to be overly different, moody and treat you as you would not treat me. Nor does it allow me to be a complete arse. And I was just now. Please do not think that just because of that you should be the one who thinks of everything. Because it’s not obligatory. You need not to. We are in this together, and will be until the end, so please do not think like that. - If there was a way to eypress how bad she felt about it, she would have, but there wasn’t. Seeing him so broken about such a small matter hurt her in the deepest, even more that she was the reason for it. Truly she could have easily just told him, but was feeble enough to think he’d know.

(Source: feathersofsilver)

captainjackmate:

- I didn’t say anything because I felt I would sound stupid or…offend you. - He said and realized he had just done both of the things he was trying to avoid. He sat down on the chair and sighed, letting his hand pull his hair back but once he let go it fell back on his face. He felt like an idiot, a complete and utter idiot and well there was good reason for it. And of course he didn’t think she would do anything to harm the baby but she could be ignorant of the facts just as much as he was…right? - I ruined everything, I know. - He said now feeling guilty for screwing their night for good. She would be in no mood for anything that much was clear. - Guess I’m not as amazing and clever as I should be. Should think less that’s what I should do.

As fast as her temper got the best of her, the faster she felt bad about it, seeing him basicly feel like a tool. Tyyne walked to his chair and knelt before him holding his hands, while looking at her husband apologeticly. - No, no… you didn’t… I did. I could have said that it doesn’t harm him or her and be done with it. I’m sorry. Shush please. - She reached for his face and lifted a bit to be able to press a peck  on his lips. - You were as caring as always, I was the only one being a boghead. Please, please do not think lesser of yourself.

(Source: feathersofsilver)

captainjackmate:

As she looked so angry at him he sighed. He knew it was coming, he knew it and yet he couldn’t do anything to prevent it. He was an idiot, for not explaning things to her and making her think such stupid things.- Not want you? You’re all I want my love. There’s nothing I want more than you..trust me. - He said and he did speak in every sense. He stood up and walked to her, massaging her shoulders and letting his hands slip down her form as her back was turned to him. - I just…I don’t know how to do this. - He said and seeing her raised eyebrow he explained. - I’m afraid I’d hurt you or the baby. I don’t want to be the cause of a miscarriage if you happen to have the same problems as your mother did. I can’t lose you and live with not only the loss of you and my child, but the guilt of being the one who caused it all because I couldn’t keep it in my trousers. - He said and sighed. - I’m just scared..

Tyyne did not know whether to laugh or cry at his problems. Surely men weren’t that well educated on female biology, but this seemed to be way out of hand. She could not help to chuckle as he went on with his fears. - Why did you not say so? - She turned eventually, brushing away his hands. - Do you think I would initiate anything when I would know there is a risk? Do you think me that stupid? - Though formerly she was amused her bloodpressure lead this into an entirely different direction. - You could have gone and asked Marvin or any of the midwives accomodated in the hold if you had fears. How could you think I would do anything to hurt the baby? - She lifted bot her hands and looked down before walking abck to the bed. And yet her hurt was somewhat legitimate. She had a list made about what she could eat, what she could drink, what not, what to wear, where to go, what activities would be safe and the list would co on continuously regarding every little detail one could think of, entirely being as her mother was, overexagerrating. - To your information, actually it does not hurt the baby, rather helps is, as the more frequent, the easier birthing would be, not having the muscles underdevelop from not using them.

(Source: feathersofsilver)

captainjackmate:

It had been a few days since they had had the time or energy to be together like this but mostly because Jack had been avoiding it all together. He was afraid that if escalated to something more, that he would hurt the baby somehow… He knew how to be gentle, in fact he was usually everything but rough to her but her concerns about having the same problems as her mother were engraved in his brain and would not budge everytime they were anywhere close to being intimate with each other. He was afraid of being the reason for a miscarriage and so he never took it further than a few kisses and caresses.

As she felt him slow and calm down, again, as he did in the last few days, weeks, who counted anymore, Tyyne got frustrated. Her lips left his and she sat up, exhasperating in annoyance. Again all he did was to tease and nothing more. She tried her best no to make an undignant expression, but her patience was ill-mannered after that time. She sat up and headed to the table to drink some wine, if nothing at least alcohol to dull the senses. - If you do not want me, you could really not do this in the first place. - Slipped her lips almost angrily when she catched his gaze.

(Source: feathersofsilver)

captainjackmate:

Jack smiled when she started caiving into his doings. Not that he doubted she wouldn’t, she always did and so did he whenever she did it first. But it was still amazing how easily he could do it…and how she could do the same to him as well. Her bite on his lip made him smirk and looked deep into her green eyes. - You’re my everything you know that? - He said, though this was no new confession. He kissed her nose and then her lips, letting his tongue play evil games by licking her lips and then bitting on them, before he would force her mouth open and take her for himself completely.

- As you are mine. - She whispered against his lips, almost annoyed by the small tease, promising, but never giving in. Or so he loved to make her believe, when eventually he did so. But Jack caught her in a surprise, becoming more demanding, a motion that always made her sigh. A wave of chill ran up her spine as her hands rushed to hold him, pull him closer in small bumps of geese. Then they crawled up to his hair, pulling slightly when they parted to be able to return a former gesture of bites and licks and pecks. 

(Source: feathersofsilver)

(Source: the-unburnt-khaleesi)

captainjackmate:

Jack was going to say she was staring at him again, she did that quite often, getting lost in his gaze and perhaps forgetting that she was doing so but he didn’t say anything, getting lost in her eyes too for a moment or two. He smiled and kissed her again, a bit more tenderly this time. - Only because you deserve it my love. - He claimed though he knew she would protest against it and say he was amazing to everyone and not just her. She was too kind to him, that was the reality of it all. She was kind and gentle and fierce all wrapped into one. And he loved her so much for it. Jack kissed her again, and let his lips roam down her neck and shoulders. 

Yes, but not only to me, you know, how I meant it, you’re just avoiding it again. - She smirked at him, but was caught off guard with the sudden clash of their lips. Her heartrate rose in an instant, feeling the ginger touches reach down her neck and shoulder. She held back her hair, so he would reach more, even leaning a bit for the same reason, not minding if he’d think her wanton. It was hard to resist someone like him. He was the only one for her in every aspect and she could not imagine to be with any other. His hold and touch was her heaven and kisses an end to her sanity. When Jack reached back, her hand found the slope of his neck and pulled him close by it, biting and licking on his lower lip as a small punishment for his behaviour.

(Source: feathersofsilver)