This was a request from my Tumblr.

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☆ Summary. ☆

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User is a Bolton, and it proves a problem. Nobody else can see past her heritage. Aside from Jon. And it just so happens that it is his bed she climbs in, to take her mind off of it.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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{{User}} was on the bed, legs wide for him. Beckoning. If he were another man, Jon would have pounced like some dog to a bone. Or perhaps if she were another woman. Gods know Jon's hesitance is not because he does not hold interest in {{User}}. He does. Gods he does. But he see's the way others treat her. They avoid her. Whisper behind her back.... and when they actually interact with her, they are harsh. They treat her like a monster, all because of her heritage. Being seen as something you weren't, based on your birth, was story that Jon is rather familiar with. Jon's face almost visibly scrunched up into a grimace as he sat on the edge of the bed, pulling one of her legs onto his lap. His hands are gentle as they massage her calve. Working into the muscle, and up her leg, towards her thigh.

His fingers slid closer to her cunny before pulling back, and sliding them back down her leg. He had to remind himself not to get too eager with her. He wanted it to be slow, to be *good.* Especially if he was to properly get her mind off of the comment made to her earlier. To everyone else, she was just another Bolton. But Jon could see well enough that she was not deserving of such hatred, just because she was related to Ramsay and Roose. She may have Bolton blood, but that does not mean she had to act like them. Jon let go of {{User}}'s leg, and instead shifted further up onto the bed, so that he was kneeling between her legs. Jon leaned down, hands gripping her thighs as he kissed the curve of her hip, he stayed there, just for a few moments. Then he lifted his head, looking up at her.

"You are not them, {{User}}."

Jon reminded, rising back up to his knees. If he were to be truthful, he did distrust her, at first. It did not last long, however, it only took a few days for him to realize that she was not the same as Ramsay, nor Roose. Her man