Only Followers Chapter 24

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Feeling the bright sunlight hitting him directly in the face. Jon, unlike he did every day when he got up as was usual for him at this time of day, decided to roll over to the other side and continue sleeping. He still didn't want to get up, but he did when he heard a feminine giggle next to him before a sweet voice spoke to him.

“As much as I love having you naked in my bed, it's time to get up sleepyhead.” 

Opening one eye, Jon saw a Catelyn sitting at the other end of the bed, she was dressed in a beige pajama set, the set was not provocative by itself, but combined with Catelyn's curvaceous body made it look extremely erotic. She was also wearing a light layer of makeup, indicating that she had been awake for a while. Closing his eyes again, Jon rolled back on his spot as he stretched and let out an annoyed grunt, rubbing his face with his hands he asked Catelyn.

“What time is it?”

“It's almost eleven.” Catelyn answered him with a slight smile.

“Bloody hells.” Jon mutters in surprise before finally getting up and sitting on the bed, but quickly regrets doing so as his head begins to buzz. "Fuck, I can't remember the last time I overslept. And my fucking head is killing me.” He said, letting out a gasp of pain as he grimaced in discomfort.

Climbing onto the bed, Cat began to crawl over to him and began to lovingly scratch his scalp, relieving some of the discomfort he was feeling before she whispered to him with a mischievous smile.

“Did I tire you out that much last night?”

Jon let out an intriguing hum in response before confessing to her.

“I can't even remember what we did last night.”

“Well, you were a little heavy on the wine last night, but I must admit you still managed to fuck my brains out. You're everything I hoped for and more, Jon Snow.”

While he was grateful for the compliments, he wasn't that impressed by them, there wasn't a woman who wouldn't praise his sexual prowess. In fact, he was more focused on another detail Catelyn mentioned. “I've never been drunk on just wine before.” He said, sounding skeptical and puzzled.

“Have you ever drunk wine from the Riverlands?” Catelyn asked him.

“I don't think I have.” Jon replied, oddly surprised by the question. The Riverlands were known for many things, but not for their fine wines.

“Well, there it is. But don't worry, I won't tell anyone that a proud Northerner like you got drunk on a Southern wine.” Catelyn said playfully.

Jon was still very confused and weirded out by the whole situation, but remembering something more important, he asked Catelyn.

“Were we even able to record anything last night? As I mentioned before, I can't remember shit."

“No, we didn't get the chance. You practically jumped on me and didn't let go for the rest of the night. You didn't give me time to set up the cameras and you were more focused on me than recording the glorious moment.” Catelyn replied nonchalantly. Something that didn't sit very well with Jon, fortunately she noticed this quickly and was quick to add. “But you shouldn't worry too much about that, yesterday was only our first night. You weren't planning on leaving after only one day, were you?”

“No of course not.” Jon replied as he let out a groan of satisfaction as he felt Catelyn's skilled hands move down to the back of his neck and begin to give him a satisfying massage.

“See? There's nothing to worry about, we'll have plenty of time to record content during the week.” Catelyn declared happily, before offering him in return. “So why don't you get dressed and come downstairs with me instead of worrying or bothering about it. I'll make you some coffee to make you feel better and since you were so good to me last night, I'll give you extra pancakes, how does that sound?”

Jon was still weirded out by the whole situation and slightly annoyed with himself for getting carried away and completely forgetting about his job. He had come here with the whole idea of this whole thing being strictly professional and serious.

Without any sort of romanticism or compromises.

He didn't want to make the same mistake he made with Myrcella or Ashara, as much as he disliked the idea of thinking of Ashara as a mistake. But on the other hand, Catelyn's massages were certainly very good and relaxing. Besides, the idea of coffee and pancakes sounded very tempting to him. So, he answered her by saying in a flat tone and trying not to sound so excited by the suggestion.

“That sounds good.”

But a huge smile formed on the redhead's face anyway and leaning almost completely over him, she gave him a deep kiss before pulling away after a few seconds and telling him.

“Good boy. Come on, I'll be waiting for you downstairs.”

Jon watched her bolt down the stairs before laying his head back down on his hands. Perhaps he was simply overreacting, Catelyn had been nothing but a sweetheart to him. Despite the lousy first impression he had made by kissing her sister, she had welcomed him anyway, she had been kind and loving to him and now she was looking after him and offering to make him breakfast. In a way she reminded him a lot of Ashara.

No doubt she would make a great mother. Jon thought with a smile before finishing off his idea by thinking. Mature women are the best.

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Now with his clothes on, Jon went downstairs and surveyed the place, but quickly headed for the kitchen in search of Catelyn. And as he expected, he found her there, with her back turned, Jon was able to appreciate her outfit much better this time. It was amazing how Catelyn could make a simple pajama set look extremely erotic, the tight pants clung to and beautifully emphasized her wide heart-shaped ass, and having the first two buttons of her top uncovered, it revealed ample cleavage. And all that was topped off by the pretty pink apron she was wearing.

Sneaking up on her, Jon wrapped his arms around her slender waist and hugged her from behind, her breasts were large enough to rest on his forearms while her wide ass pressed against his crotch. Catelyn first let out a gasp in surprise, but quickly remembering that it was him, she giggled amusedly before telling him.

“Good morning.”

Jon kissed the top of her head before beginning to move down as he left a trail of kisses, over her temple, cheek and finally ending at the hollow of her neck. Lingering there, he inhaled her sweet scent before telling her.

“Good morning, love.”

They both stayed in that comfortable position for several seconds, Jon more than content to embrace her delicious body while Catelyn enjoyed being held by him. But Catelyn still continued to work in the kitchen and Jon couldn't help but lift his head and examine what she was doing and seeing how the pancakes were turning out he said to her.

“That looks yummy.”

“Thank you, I don't cook very often, but I enjoy doing it from time to time.” Catelyn replied with a beaming smile at the compliment.

Jon murmured contemplatively before returning his attention to the redhead's smooth, erotic body. Slowly he began to move his hands down her sinful curves, his right hand deftly slipped under her top and began to rub the underside of her round orbs, Catelyn simply giggled and let him have his fun for a few seconds before saying to him, using a mock scolding tone.

“What a naughty boy. Don't you know it's impolite to distract the cook?”

“I think my appetite just changed.” Jon whispered hoarsely in her ear as he began to run his hand down her flat stomach with every intention of sliding down below her pants. But before he could reach her warm center, Catelyn smacked his hand with the spatula she was using to flip the pancakes making him recoil in pain.

“Ugh.” Jon complained weakly.

“None of that young man, you need to eat and if you finish everything. Maybe I'll give you a treat." Catelyn told him as she began to rub her wide ass against his crotch, this time making him let out a deep grunt and his cock begin to arouse. But it wasn't the only part of his body that moaned demanding attention. For his stomach decided that moment to roar loudly, causing Catelyn to laugh and Jon to rest his head on her shoulder as he told her.

“Don't think for a second that I was at my best yesterday, Tully. I still plan to fuck you so hard that this time it's going to be you who won't be able to get out of bed.

With a huge grin, Catelyn turned her head back just enough so she could face him before leaning over and giving him a little on the lips before telling him.

“Then you'd better finish your breakfast in full. Then you can pound this sweet Tully pussy until your heart's content."

Jon let out an anxious and impatient grunt, but pulled away from the redhead anyway, but not before giving her a hard slap on her right buttock. Causing her to jump as she let out a feminine squeal only to laugh as she watched him walk away out of the corner of her eye.

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As Jon enjoyed his pancakes, Catelyn simply sat next to him at the table, resting her head on her hands as she watched him eat with a satisfied smile on her face. Jon was slightly uncomfortable about this, not so much because Catelyn was watching him, but because he was the only one eating. So, wanting to fill the silence, he asked her.

“Aren't you going to eat something?”

“I already ate.” Catelyn replied with a slight smile.

Jon merely nodded before he again shoved a pancake full of maple syrup into his mouth, finishing chewing and swallowing, he can't help but let out a groan of pleasure as he tasted the delicious food and returned to praising Catelyn as he pointed to the food.

“This tastes wonderful, Cat.”

“Thank you, I'm really glad you liked it.” The redhead replied happily. “I wouldn't be a good hostess if I didn't treat my special guest well. Besides, someone has to remind you of the traditional and warm hospitality of the north."

Jon flashed a slight smile at hearing that and told her.

“I honestly didn't think I would miss this place so much, but I really do, there is something special about the north. Even though my situation or the memories I create here aren't the best, especially compared to how I did in the south. This place still feels like home."

Reaching out her hand and resting it on his as she gave it a comforting squeeze, Catelyn told him.

“There's always time to make more memories.”

Jon thought she was speaking more playfully and casually, but it didn't feel that way to him. Especially when Catelyn abruptly tried to change the mood by saying.

“I mean there's no need for you to go back to Kings Landing so quickly, you can stay here in the north for longer and I can show you around. And the best thing, we can do it together, besides...” Catelyn finished by saying sensually as she began to rub and scratch his hand in a much more seductive manner. “Besides, while we have fun during the day, I promise I'll keep you warm during the nights.”

Jon really didn't expect or know how to take a proposition like that, honestly he was more than inclined to turn it down. In fact he had to turn it down, he had come here for work, not to vacation with a lush redhead, but the more he thought about it, the more tempting the idea sounded.

Did he really have to return to Kings Landing so soon?

The image of Myrcella quickly came to his mind. It certainly wouldn't be a bad idea to give her some time to calm down and maybe some time away from the overzealous blonde would calm her obsession with him, or at least he hoped it would. Besides, staying a couple more days didn't sound so bad. But before he could give Catelyn his answer, they both heard the distinctive doorbell ring, causing them both to turn their attention to it.

Catelyn grimaced and cursed inwardly at the interruption, but she camouflaged it very well and simply limited herself to smiling at Jon again before she stood up and said.

“If you'll excuse me.”

As he headed for the door, she swore that if it was her sister Lysa, she would throw her out by pulling her hair rather than let her in and ruin her plans again. Especially that things were going so well with Jon, she was literally about to convince him to extend his stay in the north before her impertinent sister decided to knock on her door. Holding the knob and turning it, Catelyn put on an unfriendly expression, but it quickly changed to one of surprise when she saw that it was not her sister, but her niece, Sansa.

“Sansa, what are you doing here?” She asked the young redhead.

Her niece clearly looked anxious and excited about something or more specifically someone and Catelyn had a pretty good idea who. Especially the way she was trying to peek over her shoulder.

“Uhm, I was just in the vicinity and decided why not pay my favorite aunt a visit. Sansa told her, using an extremely casual and carefree tone, trying to sound as natural as possible. Although it was easy for Catelyn to see through her and about the real reason she was here.

But Catelyn really didn't want to be interrupted right now and as much as Sansa was her favorite niece, she would only get in her way with Jon. So she said to her.

“Oh, that sounds wonderful and also very convenient, my dear. But I don't think now is a good time-”

“Jon's inside?” her niece interrupted her mid-sentence.

“Ehh, he's still asleep. You know, we stayed up late, in fact I'm still a bit exhausted.” Catelyn lied with a fake smile as she blew out air with one hand.

Sansa was quickly discouraged to hear that. Even though she knew her aunt would be spending the night with Jon, she came here anyway. Deliberately choosing a time that wasn't so early or late so as not to interrupt them, but it seems her plan didn't work as well as she had hoped. But still not wanting to give up, she said to her aunt.

“Do you think I can wait for him inside? I really want to meet him and talk to him.”

Catelyn was more than ready to turn her down, but just then she heard a male voice come from behind her and say.

“Is everything all right?”

Turning to him, she saw Jon at her back with a slightly curious expression on his face as he said. “Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt, but you were taking your time in there. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.”

“Yes, everything is fine.” Catelyn hastened to say. “Actually, she was just about to leave-”

But again, Catelyn was interrupted, or rather this time, completely run over by Sansa when she practically pushed her aside so she could enter her house and run to Jon. The young redhead clung so tightly to him that she was practically leaning against him, her perky medium-sized breasts pressing against his torso.

“Oh my gods, it's really you.” Sansa said, full of emotion, looking up at Jon with sparkling eyes.

Jon, on the other hand, was slightly confused, not understanding the overexcitement of the youthful girl in front of him, but that didn't take away the sense of feeling like he'd seen her before.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that I'm a big fan of yours.” Sansa confessed to him with a nervous smile. “Wow, you're even more handsome in person than in your videos. I'm Sansa Tully by the way, Catelyn's niece.”

Sansa Tully, Sansa...Tully...clearly she recognized him from the OF and she was Catelyn's niece.

Jon's eyes widened comically in surprise as he finished connecting the dots, and remembering where he knew her from. It was certainly a surprise to learn that she was actually Catelyn's niece, he hadn't expected the two to be related.

Although she introduced herself as Tully. And if he remembered correctly, her OF name was Sansa Stark.

“Wait, you're Sansa Tully? The Sansa from OF?” Jon asked her.

“Oh my, I can't believe you actually know about me.” Sansa said completely freaked out.

“I'm sure it would be strange if I didn't know you, you're in the top ten of OF. And in fact, I should say I'm a huge fan of yours too. You are stunningly beautiful and to manage to stay in the top ten without the need to make any kind of explicit content is an accomplishment that not many can achieve.

Sansa was clearly flushed by such flattery, but it was just then that the cute moment was abruptly cut short as they both heard the door slam shut with a loud bang, causing them both to turn their attention to it. Looking at Catelyn, the woman had a clear expression of annoyance and irritation even though she was doing her best to hide it.

“Oops, sorry about that. I think it must have been the wind.” Catelyn said, crossing her arms and starting to approach them.

On the other side, Jon examined both redheads and another doubt came to his mind and this time, he couldn't help but ask Sansa about it.

“If you don't mind me asking, you said you are Catelyn's niece.” Seeing Sansa's slight nod, he continued with his real question. “Is there any chance your mother is Lysa Tully?”

Sansa was clearly taken aback by the question, she hadn't expected Jon to know her mother at all and answered his question, with another.

“How do you know my mother?”

But it was Catelyn who answered, not Jon.

"Your loving mother paid me a little visit yesterday, claiming it was my fault that you joined the OF and that I should stay away from you so that I would stop influencing you down the wrong path. Unfortunately her visit coincided with Jon's arrival at my house, that's where the two of them met."

“I can't believe it.” Sansa said dying of embarrassment and quickly began to apologize to Jon. “I'm sorry, I'm sure my mother was a real nuisance. She didn't say anything bad, did she?"

The answer Jon gave her, Sansa could never have seen coming.

“No, not at all. Actually, she was very kind.”

“My mother?” Sansa said in complete disbelief. “Kind? To you? But realizing in how her words sounded, she fixed it by saying. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to sound in a bad way, it's just that my mother usually isn't someone 'nice'. Especially with people related to the OF world. Actually, she hates those kinds of people, she still thinks we live in medieval times where a woman should only be seen by her husband and that sort of thing.”

Laughing lightly at that, Jon calms her nerves by saying.

"Well I can't say if she knew what I do for a living, but I really mean it, she was really nice. Despite everything that happened, I can even say she was pretty sweet about it.”

Sansa didn't know what he meant when he said 'despite everything that happened'. But before she had a chance to ask him, Jon kept talking. Unexpectedly, defending his mother.

“Also, I'm sure it's a completely natural reaction for a mother to feel a little withdrawn about the idea of her daughter doing OF. Especially, if she doesn't know that much about the business, I'm sure she just wants to protect you and cares about you. I'm sure if you sit down and talk to her about it, she'll understand the situation and be supportive.”

 Sansa couldn't hold back the snort she let out when she heard that and said to Jon.

"You're so sweet to think that, but you don't know my mother. She's completely crazy. Besides, she's exaggeratedly stubborn and stubborn in her ideals, she won't change her way of thinking, no matter how much I try to talk her out of it.”

“If you want I can meet with her to help her understand how this business works. I can show her that there is nothing wrong with being an OF model and that there are actually many more benefits than drawbacks.” Jon offered, surprising both women.

“What?”

“What?”

Both women said at the same time, Catelyn sounding much more annoyed while Sansa was more puzzled.

“Are you serious?” the younger of the two asked. But before he had a chance to answer her, Catelyn stepped forward and, positioning herself at his side, said.

“Jon, you really don't have to deal with my crazy sister. Sansa's right, you'll never change her mind.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Jon answered her simply by saying.

“I can try.”

Smiling gratefully at him, Sansa tells him.

“Thank you. Although, I can't assure you that you'll really change her mind and she may even become rude to you when she finds out you work.”

“I'm sure I'll be more than fine.” Jon said, sounding completely unconcerned.

Catelyn, on the other hand, was not at all happy about how the whole situation had unfolded, she didn't like Jon seeing her sister again at all, but there was nothing she could do now, Jon had already made up his mind. So, wanting this little meeting to end as quickly as possible, Catelyn folded her arms and asked her niece.

“So, that's the only reason you came here, Sansa?”

“Eh?” The redhead murmured before opening her eyes and remembering the real reason she came all this way. “No, actually, I came with another intention in mind. Do you mind if we sit down first?”

Catelyn really didn't want to, but she knew that if she turned her down now she would only come off as a bitter and rude woman, and she didn't want to give that image in front of Jon.

“Sure.” Jon was the one who spoke, before turning to her. “Right, Cat?”

Forcing a smile again, Catelyn told him.

“Of course.”

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Now the three of them were seated in the living room, Catelyn quickly making sure to take the seat next to Jon while Sansa took place across from them. Catelyn wrapped both arms around Jon's arm and lay down placidly on it as she swung both legs up onto the couch.

 “Well, speak with confidence my dear.” Catelyn told her in a soft voice, though she seemed to be more focused on Jon than what Sansa had to say.

“Well, I came here because I already knew you were going to be here.” Sansa said as she looked at Jon, “And as I mentioned before I'm a big fan of yours. I'm sure you get that a lot, I mean you're handsome, popular and... you know everything else.” A slight blush was beginning to show on her porcelain cheeks with every word she said. “And I was wondering if maybe you'd be willing to shoot a scene with me?”

Jon couldn't help but smile slightly at her nervousness. Though there was really no reason for her to be, but she looked too pretty to say anything.

“Of course I would be more than happy to shoot a scene with you, Sansa. I couldn't even think of a reason why I would turn you down.”

Sansa's smile grew bright, but before she could thank him, Jon interrupted her and continued.

“But are you sure that's a good idea? I mean if you've thought it through. You know once you upload that kind of content to your site, it's there forever. And I'm sure you also know what happened with the Lannister girl, I just want to make sure because you're also very young and you're doing very well with the kind of content you're doing now.”

Jon actually gave her very coherent arguments and Sansa loved that he really cared about her, she was sure that any other man would have accepted no matter what repercussions it might have brought to her. But anyway, her mind was made up.

“Yes, I've thought it through. And even though you mentioned that I'm doing very well now as it is. Maybe you're right, but it's not good enough for me. I'm sure that if I stay the way I am now, sooner or later they're going to take my position away from me and I really don't want that. And if I'm doing this, I have to be willing to take it to the end. I want to be top one, that's my goal.

Jon smiled in awe at the girl's enthusiasm. He was sure that many women would be satisfied if they were in her current position, but to go straight for the top position, was a bold thing to do on her part and he respected that.

“That's good, but I recommend that before we do something as rash as a collaboration. You should definitely talk to your mother, because, if you do this before you work things out with her, it will only worsen your relationship with her.”

“To be honest I could care less what my mother thinks about this, it's my decision.” Sansa shot back.

“You shouldn't say that, you are a lucky girl to have a mother who cares so much about you. You should try to work things out with her.” Jon told her, motivating her to mend her relationship with her mother.

But despite his good intentions, Sansa didn't like the idea of talking to her mother at all. But on the other hand she liked the idea of her filming a scene with Jon. Besides, she was sure that once Jon really got to know her mother he would be completely put off by her idea of trying to have a dialogue with her. So, with an excited smile, Sansa replied.

“Okay, I'm going to talk to my mother. And you can come with me if you wish.”

“Wonderful.” Jon responded excited as well, both for having agreed to a scene with Sansa and also for the opportunity to be able to return to meet Lysa.

“Well, isn't this lovely?” This time it was Catelyn who spoke. “I'm really happy for you Sansa that you finally decided to take the next step in your OF career, but don't try to steal Jon away so abruptly. We were just getting to know each other.”

“Why don't I do what you mentioned to me earlier and extend my stay in the North for longer. That would give me more time to spend with you and be able to work together with Sansa as well.” Jon suggested and saw that both women were happy about the idea. Obviously he was too, there was no way he was going to pass up this opportunity to meet all the Tully girls.

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Cersei was sitting with her back to her desk, she had her legs crossed and one hand on her lap while the other held her wine glass. Of course it wasn't just any wine, it was an Arbor Gold and it wasn't just any vintage either. Specifically it was one of the most exclusive and expensive they had, a single bottle cost a small fortune, but for her it was nothing really special. Just another luxury to show off and enjoy.

After all, she had always been a woman who had been used to having the best things since she was a child. She had always been spoiled to her heart's content and that was something that hadn't changed for the rest of her life. She always got what she wanted and the best things she always got to keep. Practically everyone around her from her closest circle to her workers were like simple toys that she could use any way she wanted and she could discard them just as easily the moment she got bored of them.

That was how it had been all her life, that was what she was used to, until she met him.

Cersei could not believe how she had let a simple, common Northern man do whatever he wanted with her. She had let that man use her body for his own pleasure, she had let him mock her, she had let him fuck her without any regard or care for her or her own pleasure. She had been reduced to a mere cock-glove that Jon Snow could use as he pleased. But despite all that, Cersei knew that what bothered him most was that she had enjoyed every second of it, her experience with Jon was the best sex she had ever had in her life.

She had never known how much she enjoyed being dominated because she had been the dominatrix all her life. With all her lovers she had always been the one in control of the situation. The men had simply been there to be used by her, nothing more. But now she couldn't stop thinking about this dirty Northerner who had used her and discarded her as if she, Cersei of the Lannister Family, was just another of the bunch.

She couldn't let that go unpunished. She couldn't let Jon Snow go on with his life after he had dared to do that to her. He had to take responsibility for his actions, one way or another.

Cersei heard the door open, but she didn't turn to see who it was, she already knew who it was. Taking a sip of her wine, Cersei spoke in a scathing tone.

“Why isn't he here?”

The giant of a man shrugged slightly at her and ducking his head, replied.

“He is not at Kings Landing.”

“Where is he?” She demanded to know.

“He has traveled north, Winterfell.”

Breathing furiously, she didn't breathe and let the silence grow heavier with each second until her subordinate offered.

“Do you want us to bring him back?”

“No.” She said flatly before giving her last order. “Dismissed.”

The man nodded before shooting out the door, Cersei finally turned her chair and rested her wine glass on her desk as she thought to herself.

Sooner or later Jon would return to Kings Landing and she planned to be there and be the first to greet him. And this time, things would be very different. This time, things would go her way.

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Fuck, I'm super late, sorry about that. This time it's nothing serious like the previous times, I just got hooked reading HP Fanfic. 🤣🤣

What can I say, it's really been a while since I've read any kind of Fanfic, and this was a refreshing change, new world, new characters and a new MC. I'm really getting excited to start working on my own Fanfic, also a little nervous, J. K. Rowling really created a very complex and detailed world. I hope I can live up to it, although obviously I'll start with something very basic and focus more on the relationships between the characters than on the world building as I do with my GOT Fics. I'll talk more in detail in another Post, but that would be it for the most part, I hope you like the chapter and I'll start working on the next one right away. This time, I'll try not to get too distracted, until then.