Sansa reached over, half turning towards him and grabbed his hand, when he didn't respond she spoke, "Petyr..." He turned to look at her, his eyes burning and the expression on his face almost angry. She knew she was hurting him, but nervously she continued "Petyr, the other part of your request... Me being by your side... I've wanted that since the moment you kissed me in the veil." She trailed off not knowing what to say. Petyr looked at her for a long moment, a different kind of fire lighting in his eyes. Slowly he reached for Sansa's chin lifting her head up so her eyes were level with his. A question now swimming in his green gaze. When he saw the same hope and desperation in Sansa's eyes that he felt for her he leaned in slowly and hesitantly he kissed her soft pale lips. When Sansa leaned in closer, he deepened the kiss feeling around her mouth with his tongue and drinking her in as deeply as he could, only pulling away when other needs started to make themselves known. Embarrassed, Petyr adjusted his cloak as to conceal himself before Sansa noticed. When Sansa's breathing slowed, she spoke "As long as I am with you, I will not share you with anyone else. you will not lay with any of your whores or any other woman." Petyr looked at Sansa smiling now and replied simply "I would never want to, you are the only one I want". To prove his point, he moved his cloak exposing the bulge that he had recently concealed. It was still quite noticeable through his pants. Sansa smiled sheepishly, blushed, and draped the cloak over him again before turning her head shyly. When Sansa looked up at him again through her eyelashes, Petyr asked her, "So will you do me the honor of becoming my lady Baelish?" Sansa turned to him and responded smiling, "I will". Then Petyr leaned in again and kissed her passionately before whispering to her gently, "Sansa, we need to get some rest, it is getting very late." Sansa nodded, looking up at the rising moon. She then stood before turning back towards Petyr who was now standing behind her. Caressing her cheek he whispered, "Don't worry, I'll be here when you wake up my love." With that they walked together back to the castle and parted ways heading to their separate rooms.
