Warning: this chapter contains sexual scenes, if you don't want to read that kind of stuff I will put another warning later on where you should stop reading.

"I fell in love the way you fall asleep, slowly but then all at once." -the fault in our starts

"That doll holds one of the deepest secrets about a special girl, you just have to break it when you're ready to reveal the secret" The same sentence just kept on repeating itself inside Elena's head. She still didn't understand what Gillian meant, nor did she understand why Damon got freaked out by seeing the doll.

Aemon told her that it was of her parent's, that it was what they chose to leave behind for her. But why would Damon freak out by something what her parents gave her?

It was no wonder that she got nightmares about it, sometimes the doll randomly lived and started to kill Robb or something like that.

This time Robb woke her up before that could happen by opening the door. Elena heard him close the it as silent as possible, he probably thought she was still asleep.

She heard him sigh deeply as he took his armour and boots off before he plumped down on the bed next to her.

"Elena?" He whispered as his fingers softly touched her cheek.

"Mmh?" She mumbled, her eyes still closed. She was terribly exhausted from the fight and the nights before. She hadn't gotten any proper rest in weeks.

"What is it?" Her eyes fluttered open to see Robb staring at her while his fingers still softly traced her jaw.

"Nothing, just wanted to see if you're all right." A smile played on his lips at the sight of her, her hair was a total mess and her face was the pure definition of tiredness.

"I'm fine." She groaned and closed her eyes again, pulling the blanket higher up her body.

"Elena?" Robb whispered again and softly pushed on her bare shoulder.

"What?" Her voice was low from sleep.

"Why don't we continue what we were doing before someone knocked on the door?" Elena could hear the smile through his voice as he again pushed her shoulder to wake her up.

"I'm tired!" Elena groaned and turned around, her back facing Robb now. She pouted and squeezed her eyes shut. "Just let me sleep."

"Yes, my lady." Robb chuckled, knowing Elena hated to be called that. He wrapped one of his arms around her and pulled her against him, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

"Maybe we should just continue it tomorrow then." Robb chuckled and kissed her neck softly. He could hear her sigh deeply, he knew he was irritating her. She never liked it when someone kept her awake. "Seeing you didn't mind it and I-"

"Co'mon!" Elena yelled and pushed him off of her. She turned around and pinned both his hands on the bed, positioning her knees on either side of his body. "Don't you ever shut up?"

Robb laughed at her, knowing he'd won this time. It was times like this when you could see that he was actually a 17 year old boy, not a king. "Well you know ways to shut me up, why don't try them?"

"Seriously?!" Elena tried to hide her smile. "I think that in the past few years you've truly lost your manners, your grace."

"Oh really?" Robb laughed at her. "Says the one who is pinning her king down on his own bed."

"Not that mind though, it's quite comfortable and I like the view from here." Robb smirked at her.

"Oh really?" Elena raised an eyebrow at him. He had always been like this before the war happened, always playing with her, pushing her limits.

"Maybe I should put more clothes on before you get any dirty ideas." Elena smirked, knowing this was the perfect way to repay him. She started to climb off of him, releasing his hands.

"No, no, no no no." Robb protested and grasped her hands, pulling her back on him. "You're not going anywhere."

"I like your white dress." He pouted and buried his face in her hair.

"Maybe that's because it's thin and barely reaches my thighs." Elena rolled her eyes while smirking, laying her head down on Robb's chest.

"Yeah, I think that's about it." Robb laughed, Elena following him.

"God I miss moments like this." Robb sighed deeply and wrapped his arms around Elena. "Just doing nothing, laughing about stupid things, not caring about anything but ourselves, just like how it used to be back in Winterfell."

"Yeah, I miss them too." Elena sadly smiled and propped her head up to look at Robb. She softly drew circles on his bare chest with her hands while looking at the frown on his face.

"How's Jon?" Elena asked.

"He just buried Ygritte." Robb sighed sadly. "He did it on the other side of the wall because she belongs in the true north, that's what he said."

"I've never seen him like this, Elena. He just looked so lost, like there is not a thing in the world that would make him happy." Robb sighed deeply and closed his eyes.

"I just hope he's going to be okay." Elena pouted. Robb hummed in agreement while running his fingers through Elena's white wavy hair.

"There was a moment when I stood there watching Ygritte burn when I suddenly started seeing you there." Robb sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "I don't know why but it made me afraid, afraid that someday I will have to burn your body because I couldn't protect you. Like I failed to protect the others."

"Robb, look at me." Elena sat up a bit, placing her hands on either side of his face to make him look at her. "I'm all right. I can take care of myself. I'm a guardian, remember? That means that the one who should be worrying is me and not you."

Robb chuckled lightly and reached his hand up to touch her face. "I love you." He confessed. He didn't say it much, not at all. These three words were barely heard from him, this must've been only the 4th time he had said it to Elena.

"I love you." Elena smiled and leaned against his hand that was touching her cheek. "Can I go to sleep now?" She chuckled.

"Damn you, woman." Robb groaned with a wide smile on his face. He pulled her down on him and kissed her, his arms wrapping tightly around her body. Soon enough they rolled over, his hand on her hip as he softly pushed her against the mattress.

(So if you don't like sexual scenes, better stop reading here. I will tell you when you can read again.)

Elena's heart started to pound faster when Robb's hand slid up her side, pushing the dress out of his way. The light touch of his fingertips left goose bumps on her skin. His lips came down below her ear, ghosting over the skin as a shiver ran up her spine.

His plump lips pressed down more fiercely, sucking on the sensitive skin. Elena gasped and grabbed a hold of his curls. Robb chuckled lightly against her skin.

"You always do that." He chuckled again before attacking her skin again. He sucked on the skin, the whimper that fell from Elena's lips urging him to continue.

His actions were torturous but just when Elena couldn't take it any longer, he moved up and connected their lips once again.

His hands cupped her jaw, Elena's own wrapping around his forearms. Something about this kiss among so many others meant something deeper. It was like that first kiss, in Winterfell during their daily training.

Everything drifted away, the war, all of their loses, The Boltons, even the thought of Talisa.

Elena rolled them over, trying to regain the control she had lost. She sat up, Robb followed her while a soft whimper at the loss of contact fell from his lips.

His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer against him as her legs wrapped around his back. Elena was fully aware of the fact that her dress had been hoisted up till her waist, basically the rest was uncovered.

"Can I?" Robb whispered softly after he withdrew from the kiss, holding the white dress in his hands. Elena nodded eagerly and soon her dress was removed, leaving her completely naked.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Robb asked as his hands roamed her body.

"You started it." Elena smiled and then smashed her lips back on his, her hands waving through his hair, pulling on its roots. Robb softly groaned, Elena knew he loved it when she did that.

Soon enough Elena had pulled of his pants, leaving them both completely naked. It wasn't the first time they had done this, not at all.

"Shit." Robb cursed when Elena started to rock on his lap. His hands grasped her thighs, trying to regain his control.

"Ssh." She chuckled, knowing that he may be the king, but she had all of the control now. Her hand wrapped around his base as he held her hips, aiding her as he slipped in. She sank down the test of him, whimpering at the contact as Robb was showering her neck with kisses.

His hands went back up to her hips to give her guidance but Robb soon found out she didn't need it at all. She was quite confident, and once she got used to the position the movements seemed natural. Her tights walls caressed his length, letting him feel every part of her.

He lifted his hips to hers and she leaned back, arching while pushing her chest out.

"Fuck, Elena." Robb groaned just because of the sight of her. She was just so beautiful, her pearly white skin, her wavy long hair and her prominent curves.

Elena came down to kiss him again, softly connecting their lips while still working against him. They continued to move against each other, their hips meeting while hers rolled against Robb's.

Robb started to thrust harder, his fingers digging into her skin as a groan fell from his lips. Both of them were breathing heavily, their moans filling the air.

"I'm almost there." Robb groaned, he could tell by the way she was tightening around him that she was too.

Her hips grounded into his, hard, as she dragged her nails across his back. A throaty moan escaped from Robb's lips, followed by grunts as he repeatedly thrusted himself into her, harder and faster as they both reached their edge.

Soon enough they both came, their moans filling the air as they fell back down on the bed, trying to catch their breaths. With his eyes closed Robb softly combed Elena's hair as she lay down on his chest, trying to slow her heartbeat.

"Can I go to sleep now?" Elena asked but then burst out laughing, soon Robb followed, their laughter filling the already too hot chamber they were in.

"Yes, yes you can." Robb smirked and wrapped his arms around her sweaty body, softly kissing her on the forehead.

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Steven silently walked on the Wall, watching, guarding and thinking about what they were going to do next. They had had it all figured out until Stannis came with his army.

Steve knew men like Stannis, he knew them way too well. More than he wanted to know them. Men like Stannis will do everything to regain their power, even if it meant betraying people, slaying children and hurting loved ones.

Steven didn't like men like Stannis, not at all. He sighed deeply and looked at the world beyond the wall, it all looked beautiful to him but he knew there were dangers that even he could not conquer alone.

He'd need men like Damon, men who don't have anything to lose. Damon was sitting there on the edge of the Wall. Steve walked towards him and sat down next to his former enemy, trying to keep the hate he felt inside.

"When are you going to tell her?" Steve asked while looking at the forest. When Damon didn't reply he turned to look at him. "Elena."

"What do I have to tell her?" Damon asked without looking at Steve. They were quite the opposite; Steve was righteous, courageous, wise and kind when Damon was more sneaky, silent, often a jerk and arrogant.

Only for important matters like this one would Steve talk to man like Damon. Matters that shouldn't be delayed or forgotten.

"You know what." Steven said sternly. Damon sighed deeply, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He knew he had to tell her.

"She hasn't known it for the past 16 years, she can wait for another 5." Damon said.

"She has the right to know, Damon." Steve added. In the short time that he and Elena had spent together he had taken a liking for the Northern Guardian, she was different than the others.

"I know." Damon continued to staring in front of him. He just wasn't ready to tell her this, it'd make an huge impact on her life and it'd change the way she feels about him.

Damon turned to look at Steve, his dark blue eyes burning into his as he spoke up.

"I will tell her when she's ready."

Author's note

Helloooo there.

So this is kind of awkward, I've never written a scene like that xd I also have no experience whatsoever on that area so please forgive me if it was rubbish. But yeah, it's game of thrones and you probably know that these things happen very often in the serie :P. And since this is a game of thrones fanficton, I have to keep certain elements from the serie in this story.

So yeah, they did it xd

this chapter is dedicated to Ilseexx because she had an amazing theory on Damon! Not that it was right, I have a whole other thing planned for our dear sweet dark Guardian ;)

For this chapter I want you guys to guess what Damon is holding back from Elena. Don't hold back your thoughts, it's an huge secret he's keeping. I will give you one hint: Damon is not what he looks like. (like literally.)

So thank you guys for everything, your sweet comments on every chapter and everything!

See you next chapter my little guardians :)