Sorry about lateness of this update. I know I said tomorrow, but I got caught up from packing and leaving school. Plus, my Mom forgot to pay for the internet bills and so I did not managed to upload this upon arriving at my house. Eep! Don't worry, summer officially begins in my country, hence I can now update regularly. Yay!

Chapter 7:

The girls are on the restroom of Peach. Margaery is in front of the mirror, adding more gloss to her lips. She stops when she sees Sansa, whose carefully examining her newly painted fingernails.

"Sansa," she asks. "Why do you look like Harry Styles' ex?"

Sansa's blue eyes went big, "I look like a thirty year old presenter?"

"No! You look like the country singer ex."

"Taylor Swift!" Arya shouts from the stalls. She's currently changing her dirty tournament clothes to something more club appropriate.

"I do not look like Taylor Swift!" Sansa protests.

"Girl, you need to lose the freaking boots. Why are you dressed like that, anyway?"

Sansa sighs, "I'm tired of guys hitting on me on the club. Remember, Joff and I met in a club and look how things went. I'll never have a relationship to a guy that I met in the club, again."

Margaery smirks, "Why do I have a feeling that you'll swallow your words?"

Sansa just made face then calls on Arya, telling her that if she's not going to get out from the stall in any minute, she will fucking sing I Knew You Were Trouble. Arya abruptly came out.

Margaery and Sansa both pat each other's shoulders. They made Arya wear a slinky black dress that is also backless, and fishnet stockings matched with a very sexy pair of pumps.

"You look so hot Arya!" Margaery said.

Sansa takes her IPhone from her bag then takes a pic, "There. I'll put this on my tumblr. Tagged hotstuff."

Arya tries to get the phone, but Sansa is too much taller than her making her cause infertile. "No one will post that picture!"

"Gendry will not be able to keep his hands off from you in the dance floor," says Maragery.

Arya makes a face, "Gendry has a..."

"A now non-existent fiancee," Margaery interrupts. "Look, we're not blind okay? You and Gendry should get married, have 12 babies that represent every month of the year and live happily ever after. You two belong to each other. And you will go out of this restroom, dance like a Lyseni whore and let Gendry bite your bait!"

"Aaaannnddd post!" Sansa says grinning at her phone. "Oh, look, 5 notes already! How awesome is that?"
The three girls decided to sip some drinks before going to the dance floor. Sansa introduces Arya to a new kind of drink that she doesn't know what to call. The drink is too strong for her taste, but also sweet, she likes it already. After two glasses, the girls hit the dance floor.

Of course Margaery launches into her super sexy dance routine that Arya has seen a thousand times already. Sansa's dancing is casual and demure type.

Arya does not care on how she looks like as she dance. She likes the song, it's something from Passion Pit, only the DJ put his own spin on it. Arya dances not caring about the world. Suddenly a strong hand snakes around her waists.

"What are you wearing?"

She knows the voice. She also knows how the harshness of his voice means.

"A dress obviously," she replies.

He chuckles a bit, his hand travelling on from her shoulders onto the side of her arms, leaving goose bumps.

She places her hand on his nape, scratching the bit of hair there. They're gyrating against the beat. She cannot take it anymore. The music is too hypnotic, the light touches he leaves on her skin only makes her want more. So she grabs his hair, pulling him to her lips.

The kiss was urgent, no more testing the waters. She moans as he touches the hole of her tights, circling around it. She almost stopped breathing when he rips the said hole, making his access to her skin unperturbed. She suddenly pulls away then grabs his hand, pulling him away from the dance scene, not caring if her sister and Marg are smirking their heads off.

They got out of the club and into a dark alley with only a shady streetlight giving them orange light. She pushes him against the hard brick wall, putting her hands on his muscular chest, feeling it underneath her tiny palms. She gathers his collar, pulling him down to her lips again. Gendry suddenly lifts her legs up. She puts it around his waists, and then grinds it to his hardness.

"You're fucking killing me Stark," he says, his blue eyes are hazy from lust.

She smirks, caressing his face, "I can say the same."

They kiss each other more softly, a bit more tender. Gendry changes their position; she's now the one who is leaning against the wall, her back pressed against the cold bricks. He slowly nips her neck, and she says his name.

"G-gendry, I need you now," Arya pants.

"R-right now? But..."

Arya kisses him, ignoring whatever stupid thing that he's about to say. Nothing can stop them now, she thought. Not Ros, not anyone. She harshly tugs his lower lip and the sound that he makes made her want more.

"I. Need. You. Now!" she says while kissing his jaw line in between.

Gendry wastes no time. He quickly pulls off her annoying fishnet stockings to find out that she doesn't have any underwear. She hears him mumbles, "fuck" but all of her thoughts goes out of the window when he slips a finger, then two on her clit. She arches her back against the wall, her eyes feeling the sensations from her core.

"Do you like that, huh?" Gendry asks her. She only nods.

He chuckles then lifts up her legs to lays on top of his shoulder. Arya doesn't know how the hell did Gendry manage to lift her up like that, and she doesn't care. All she can think about is how his tongue is now nubbing her clit, how she pulls his dark hair as he do this. She came instantly.

Gendry now brings her legs back around his waists. She grabs his belt, pulls it off and tugs out the buttons of his pants in a feverish manner. She pulls everything down, releasing his already hard cock.

"He missed you," Gendry said.

"Well I miss him too," Arya said.

Suddenly they heard a siren.

~o~o~

Meanwhile on Facebook

Loras Tyrell: "Greyjoy vs Stark: Dance Showdown MPEG"

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Euron Greyjoy: That's my nephew!

Asha Greyjoy: Oh. God. Why.

Eddard Stark: I told you. SWAG is coming. Hehe.

Sansa Stark: Ew, Dad. Ew.

Benjen Stark: Hey, bro! Nice seeing you on FB!

Eddard Stark: Bennie! Hows' The Wall?

Benjen Stark: It's freaking cold, bro! And I swear I just saw some fucking zombies just like in that show The Sleeping Dead!

Sansa Stark: *ahem* The WALKING Dead *ahem*

Eddard Stark: Don't worry bro! I'll make my sonnyboy here Jon join you.

Jon Snow: How about, no?

Loras Tyrell: How about you guys stop turning this post into a chatbox?!

Balon Greyjoy: How many times do I have to tell you Theon? We Do Not SWAG?

Dany Targaryen: Looks like both Robb and Theon took what is theirs with Fire and SWAG. Hehe.

Robert Baratheon: Go away, bitches, 'coz Ours is the Swag!

Edric Storm: Right on, Daddy!

Robert Baratheon: Who the hell are you?

Stannis Baratheon: *facepalm*

Jaimie Lannister: Robb's headspin at the end says, Hear me SWAG! Hihi.

Catelyn Tully: You know what they say about us, Family, Duty, SWAG! ;D

Lysa Arryn: Theon, you're As High As SWAG!

Oberyn Martell: That Bolton bastard looks Unbowed, Unbent, UnSWAG. Sorry.

Ramsay Bolton: I'M NOT A BASTARD!

Jon Snow: Tell me all about it.

Margaery Tyrell shares a link: TEAM VISERYON VS TEAM DRAGONSTONE FINAL ROUND: GENDRYA KISSING

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Robert Baratheon: Right on, son! Right on! I used to kiss Lyanna like that. Hehe.

Cersei Lannister: Who the hell introduced Robert to Facebook?

Olenna Tyrell: Oh this makes me all hot and bothered. ;)

Willas Tyrell: T_T

Jon Snow: Eeeewwww!

Jaimie Lannister: I know how you feel Jon. Seeing your sister kiss someone else. The feel on your stomach as you watch. Like someone is gaping a hole in your heart. :(

Jon Snow: Uh...okay?

Cersei Lannister: T_T

Jon Arryn: I'm not seeing anything. I'm not seeing anything.

Ros: OHMYGODDDDD! ARYA STARK, I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL SKIN YOU!

Jim Moriarty: Nice, try. Bitch.

Hope you guys enjoyed this! And let's do a happy dance about Maisie's little crush on Joe. Hihi. Now I've been needing some Maisie X Joe fanfic which is weird, I never read real life people fanfics. It's just creepy!

BTW, I've been planning on redoing my tumblr account because I hate myself for not tagging properly. Ugh. I just don't know when and if I'm really serious about it. I mean I will lose all my followers. HALP!

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