A/N: Here's part 2. Hope you like it...and also SMUT AHEAD!

As always, I own nothing and this fact makes me cry. I leave this here :)


Interruptions

Part 2

Arya was upset. No not upset, furious. All she wanted was an hour or two to shag Gendry and instead all she got was twenty minutes and a truck load of interruptions. She'd had enough and now she didn't care. Whether her brothers liked it or not, Arya Stark was going to shag her boyfriend. That being said, she grabbed some blankets, some clothes before shoving it in a bag and exiting her room. Quietly, she tip toed back to Gendry's room, carefully opening the squeaky door and closing it.

He stirred at the sound and sat up. He saw Arya and rubbed his eyes.

"What-what's going on?" he sleepily asked.

She put a finger to her mouth and pointed at his clothes. He tilted his head, not understanding what she meant by that. Arya huffed and threw his stuff at him.

"Put that on quickly!" she demanded in a hushed tone.

He did as he was told and went to grab his shoes but she stopped him.

"You're not going to need them."

"Okay then."

"Oh shut up." she giggled, flashing him a quick smile.

He gave her one in kind and let her lead him out the room and down the hall. She gave him the bag and pointed to the back door. Arya looked around to see if Sansa and Willas were still in the kitchen, talking. No one seemed to be there as the lights were all off and his car, gone. She tugged his arm and he followed her to the back patio, punching in the code before the alarm went off.

"Where are we going?" he said as they walked through her backyard.

She didn't answer and tugged him along. She shivered and he stopped taking his jacket off and wrapping her around in it. Arya glared at him and he shook his head in laughter, kissing her head.

"Come on."

They started going further into her enormous backyard and almost hitting the fence that barred them from the forest. She stopped short in front of a large tree with a red leaves and a carved face. He remembered Arya telling him about the weirwood trees on her family's property and what it meant to her. She rounded the base of the tree and beckoned him to her. He fell into step with her and she nudged him to the latter that rest on the tree. He looked up to where her slim finger was pointing and gasped. Apparently he was so caught up in following Arya that Gendry failed to see the large tree house atop the weirwood tree. Her lips curved upwards and she started climbing the latter. He followed suit, ready to catch her if she fell. Thankfully neither one did.

She pushed the trapdoor open, jumping instantaneously inside and leaving Gendry to gape at the sight before him. Arya sets the bag down giving him time to take in the awe. He blinks before glancing back at her.

"My grandfather, Rickard, helped my dad and uncles Brandon and Benjen, build it when they were kids." She informed him. "Of course, father said that my aunt Lyanna also helped. Due to her stubbornness."

"It's amazing." He marveled.

"My dad, Jon, and Robb fixed it up for us a few years ago but only Rickon uses it now." She laughed. "And sometimes I'll sneak up here when my mother wants to throw me into 'lady like' things like balls and cotillions."

"Balls and cotillions you say?"

Arya gaped and threw him a mock punch. "Oh shut up."

He rubbed the spot and laughed. "How come you never showed this to me before?"

She bit her lip and awkwardly held her hands across her chest. "I-I don't know."

"It's amazing." he repeated, taking her in his arms. Gendry brushed back a lock of her hair behind her ear. "You're amazing."

"You're just talking shit Waters." She whispered. "No need to lie or tease."

Gendry frowned and sat down on a near by chair. Pulling her on top of him, he sighed. Tilting his head to the side, he was able to survey her looks and then he caressed her face with feather like touches. Arya felt the goosebumps as he touched her, making her shiver.

"I don't understand why you think so little of yourself. I mean come on now, you're Arya Stark. The Arya Stark. You don't shit from nobody and you have the guts to do something completely stupid and risky but come out on top. You're more feisty and sassy than anyone I know. You're also stubborn and have a hot temper but you're fiercely over protective and loyal about people you love."

He paused letting her sink his words in. Tucking the same lock of her hair as before behind her ear, he continued. "And that's why I think you're amazing. That's why I love you."

Arya felt her face turn crimson but before she could do anything, Gendry crushed his lips to hers. It was soft and sweet and she could feel the warmth start to unravel within her. He was holding her by the small of her back and one hand on her hip. She pulled back and rest her forehead on his. They stayed silent for bit before she climbed off him and retrieved the items from the bag. She grabbed one of the blankets and lay it on the rather spacious floor of the tree house.

Taking the other, she tossed it to the side and pulling Gendry to the area she just set up. Gendry looked down at her and she slid her arms to his neck again, tip toeing to kiss his lips. Instead of bending down, he hoisted her off the floor and into his arms. She was startled but clung to him. He kissed her as softly as the first time and then he slowly sank to the floor. He gently put her back on the blanket and shifted above her. She rushed to remove his clothes, but he stopped her and told her: "Slowly."

Arya did as she was told and was rewarded with little kisses up and down her body. Before too long, he was down to his boxers and she still had his shirt and other clothes on. Gendry bent forward and pecked her lips before moving his hands under her shirt and inching close to her breast. She pulled away and reached for the ends of the shirt, taking it off and tossing it. Her chest was bare but her breast were round and pert. He grazed his fingers over her nipples and she moaned at the contact. He kneaded at them before rolling the nubs between his fingers and making them hard. Arya grasped at the blanket and let him kiss and suck and touch her as he pleased. Gendry then felt as she tugged at his boxers and he swiftly shed them. She did the same and wordlessly spread her legs for him. Kissing her, he entered her and groaned at how wet and tight she was.

Her head fell back as he pushed in and out of her, his hips pushing against hers punishingly good. She met his thrusts half way and cried out when he raised her hips, trying to go deeper inside her. Her back arched and her arms circled his back, raking it with scratches. He groans as he slowly increases the pace.

This isn't like the regular sex they have. This isn't even like the rough sex they enjoy so much. No, this is one of those times where Arya lets Gendry make love to her. This is very much like their first time together, even if it's not exactly the same.

Arya moans as he reaches for her leg and wraps it around his waist, opening her up to him even more. Somehow in between his thrusts and his kisses, she manages to hook her other leg under his knee and she flips them over. Now she's rising and falling into him, his hands slinking around her waist and rocking her. Pants, moans, cries, and grunts fill the room as they move in tandem. Soon, she's riding him like before and her moans become louder. Gendry sits up and cants his hips up as she lowers herself on him. He latches his mouth to hers and he swallows her moans, her hand gripping the back of his neck and shoulder tightly as she feels herself start to come. As Arya starts to clench around him, Gendry rolls her on her back again and presses their hips even faster. She cries out sharply and clasps his hand, interweaving their fingers together. He can see how she trembles and he captures her lips in his mouth again. They're mid kiss when Arya clenches their fingers together and comes with a loud moan.

Gendry laughs and slows his stroke. "Don't howl too loudly, babe. Or else, they'll think there's wolves around here."

She smirks and punches him in the stomach as he moves over her. He groans with the pain but she sinks her teeth into his shoulder and starts moving with him again. He bends down to lap at her breasts and then sucks on her collar bone as he tries to reach his peak. Arya rolls her hips in time with his and tries to help him come. She screams as he tucks his arms under her thighs and pounds into her like there's no tomorrow. (Haha see what I did there?)

Her scream and claws are enough to make him climax. Gendry groans as he peaks, spending himself inside her. He's careful to spare her his bulk and rests his head on her shoulder. She runs her fingers through his hair and kisses the claw marks on his shoulder. Gendry's breaths come out in long gasps as he tries to rest for a moment. Arya's breathing hasn't gone back to normal either but she manages to make it slow a bit.

He pulls out and away from her before lying on his back, rolling her atop him. She lays her head on his bare chest and shivers. He sits up and paws for the spare blanket to cover themselves. Arya nuzzles his neck and then nudges him until he gets the hint.

"What?" he asks.

"Kiss me, stupid." she says exasperated. "I want you to kiss me."

He laughs and then picks her head up. "Okay."

His lips are warm and soft against hers but manage to make her feel the ever present sparks.

Satisfied, she pulled away and kissed his chest, humming in approval. After what seemed like a day full of deliberate interruptions, Arya finally was able to shag Gendry. It wasn't as rough as always but she loved it when he made her tremble. She was beginning to fall asleep when he wrapped his fingers in hers and pulled her leg to rest across his abdomen. He softly kissed her hair and then her temple before whispering.

"Night, Arry. I love you."

Gendry felt her smile form and closed his eyes.

"I love you too, Gendry."