Hey sorry this one took so long to put up x
Chapter nine
"Thank you? Sansa you have no need to thank me I put you in such danger. I should have known what any child of Roose Bolton's would turn out like but I was a fool." He placed his hands gently on her shoulders.
"Even so you risked a lot even replying to my very first letter let alone help me the way you are doing." The sea was starting to get rougher and she could hear the calls of the sailors out on the deck. Now or never Sansa. "Petyr?"
"Yes. What is it?" He smiled.
"Do you still love my mother?" And now his smile was gone and so we're his hands.
"Sansa why would you ask me that?" He tried to hide the disappointment from his voice but clearly she had too become accustomed to seeing him lie.
"Please Petyr just tell me." Sansa stepped forward it was her turn to touch him. She placed her left hand on his cheek and rested her right over his heart, even through the thick fabric of his clothes she could feel it's strong beating. "I am not my aunt and I am not…"
"No. You are not your mother or aunt. You are more beautiful than both and it would seem smarter too. Your mother trusted too many people with too many things and did not think once to lie and your aunt? Well you are far smarter by asking me rather than believing in what you want to believe. I do love your mother yes, but not in the way I thought I did." He placed his hands covering hers and holding them tight to him. Fuck being warden of the north I just want you. That's what he wanted to say but instead.
"Your mother was the first girl that had ever shown me kindness and when she would tell me all her secretes instead of her brother or sister it made me feel important for once. She trusted me more than any other man. So when your uncle came along I admit I was jealous of her liking him but when I look back so was her brother and my reactions to his death and your mother still marrying your father were the same again. I know now that the only reason I had love for your mother was I saw myself as her brother. I have wasted most of my life being blind to that fact but after a while of people telling you that you are in love with someone it does stick I suppose."
He sighed and took her hands into his bringing them between them. "Why did you really ask this of me Sansa?"
"I…uhm…I just wanted to know the truth." She blushed.
"You always look left before lying do you know that?" Sansa looked at him to see him smiling. "Just like when you're nervous you twitch your nose."
"I do not." She huffed.
"Do you think I wouldn't notice things like that about you if I didn't love you." He squeezed her hand making sure she looked at him as he said those last words.
"You…"
"What did I tell you in Kings landing."
"I'm a terrible liar."
"So don't try and act shocked at me telling you that I love you because you have known for a long time it to be true. It's one thing you can't fake, a kiss."
"I would have thought it to be the easiest."
"Nope." He said popping the P.
"In that case…" Sansa took her hands out of his and place then on his shoulders. "I wonder how much you've missed me?" with that she kissed him softly. Slowly and with love which he returned in full and moreover.
This girl, no, this woman kissing him was pushing him way out of his comfort zone and yet he had never been so willing. He hated not being in control of a situation but with the way she was slowly carding her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and how she would moan each time his thumb would lightly brush against the side of her clothed breast was enough to make him forget himself. She'd be the death of him and he told her so between their kisses as he slowly moved her from the door towards the small bed.
"At least…you'll…uhm…enjoy…oh…it." Sansa replied breathlessly as he began to kiss her neck and jaw making sure to leave his mark just above where her neck met her collarbone before moving back to kiss her lips.
"Say the word and I will stop." He said looking her in the eye hoping she wouldn't want to stop. She stepped closer to him if it were even possible and lent in to take his lips once again but to only have their kiss interrupted by a cough. Looking around to see who was at the door expecting it to be on of the sailors Petyr had begun to ask if said person knew how to knock only to stop and cringe. It was Jon and Theon. He was lent against the doorframe with a smug look on his face and Theon standing just behind him.
"Yes my Lord Baelish I do know how to knock and I did but if you will leave the door open you should expect people to walk in. As for you Sansa, you should be glad it was me and Theon who walked in and not Brienne she's looking for any reason to start a fight with your dear Petyr. Now go before I change my mind and not lie for you I suggest you head to bed."
"Lie for me?"
"Yes. Whatever you say happened here, happened but you will leave now.' He said with a look of an elder brother trying not to laugh at catching his little sister and her lover embracing each other. But as soon as she had left with The on that look changed. "Lord Baelish I love my sister dearly do you understand?"
"Naturally." Said Petyr as they both took a seat opposite each other at the desk in the center of the room.
"In that case I should not have to tell you as to what I will do to you if you break her heart. She has been through enough as it is don't you think? As for your couplings could do me a favour and wait until we are of the ship I would much appreciated it."
"That is almost something a father would say."
Jon laughed "Father would have thrown you overboard." With that he left closing the door behind him.
