PART FOUR:

Moving her hands from his pants she ran her fingers through his hair as Sansa lifted his face to his mouth. He moved his lower body closer ad pressed hard. She could feel him through his pants. This excited her more. She felt Petyr's hands tug and shift the bottom of her hem as he pulled her dress up around her waist. Parting her legs wider he dipped two fingers into her. She gasped slightly as the sensation of warmth filled her. He moved his fingers in and out slowly. They slipped in and out easily with her dampness. Her heart was beating fast but paced with his. She let out little moans as he played with her.

"Petyr," She gasped in ecstasy. She grabbed for the laces on his pants. Undoing them she could really feel how swollen he had become. He pulled her hands away and undid his pants faster. He pulled them down and tossed them aside before kneeling on the bed. She had a full view of him full and hard.

She remembered overhearing some of the guard in King's landing talking about how whores would suck them with such pleasure. This always made her curious. She leaned down getting on all fours facing him. Soon she opened her mouth and pulled him into her mouth. It filled her mouth almost gaging her but she resisted. His hips began to sway back and forth as she licked him. He pulled her mouth away to meet his and pressed her firmly against the bed. She spread her legs open and looked him in the eyes. Longing for him to penetrate her. Slowly he pressed himself at her opening not fully entering. This made Sansa moan. She again looked at him deeply and longingly, her eyes misty with lust. He couldn't resist.

He swiftly entered her like a jouster hitting his opponent. This sent a strong sensation through her body. She felt her belly full with him inside of her and it felt good. He slowly began to push his hips in and out. Sansa's face was flushed and her breath grew heavy. She wanted to feel every part of him inside her. He pushed harder.

"Petyr…" Sansa sighed. She was starry eyed as her fingers touched his face. Her fingers lingered at his lips. He opened his lips and suckled on the tips of her fingers. His hands moved to either side of Sansa's head. He placed his forehead against hers staring deeply into her eyes.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." He spoke deeply and sincerely. "I want you to be mine and only mine."

"Yes."

Petyr pulled out and moved Sansa's body to be on all fours. She faced away from him as he again pushed himself into her. His hands lay on her waist as he pumped in and out. He bend his head over Sansa's back and bit. There was slight pain but it was overcome by pleasure. He licked the back of her neck. Sansa moaned loudly. His body inside her moved faster and almost pulsed as she felt her insides squeeze around him. He once again moved her but this time so she straddled his waist as they both sat upright looking each other in the eye. He sat cross-legged as she sat on top him, her legs wrapped around his waist. He again moved inside her and this time she moved up and down on him. She could feel his abdomen tickle her tummy as she moved her hips.

He once again moved her to their original state where she was laying on her back. His pumping became even more intense. She could hear him begin to grunt. Looking at him she saw his face scrunch up with extreme pleasure. He pushed hard and swift. She felt his abdomen muscles flexing with each stroke until he finally let out a loud groan as he froze his body. He was deep inside her and she felt warmth ooze from between her legs. His manhood pulsed strongly for a few moments before he became soft. Pulling out Petyr kissed Sansa sweetly on the lips.

"Now you know dear Sansa," Petyr said breathlessly. "My feelings for you." Sansa said nothing. She just stared at his grey-green eyes. She understood what he was saying.

"I love yo-"

"Now you must promise that you will marry Ramsey." This statement shocked her. He was still planning on leaving. This was reality. What they both just experienced was just a dream that neither of them could really have. In order to play the game and succeed they must follow the plan. Petyr would be headed to King's Landing and Sansa's fate lay in Ramsey Bolton's hands.

"I understand…but promise me one thing, Petyr…" Sansa spoke. "When this is all over. When your plan is successful. When you or I finish this game amidst chaos. Find me and love me."

"As you wish. For now though, we must climb this ladder and defeat our enemies." Petyr touched his hand to her cheek.

"Let's defeat them all. We will succeed."

"Yes, this is the ladder of chaos."

*Author's note: Hello and thank you for reading this! I'm not too sure if I should add more to this story. Please, Please add any thoughts or reviews you have. I would really like to know what I could improve upon in this story or my writing. If you Like this then feel free to check out my other series, "Heart of the Dragon Queen"! Thanks again for reading! -VelvetViolin*