Convincing Arya

Gendry

When did Arya grow boobs?

When did Arya got such a nice ass?

When did her waist got so small?

But the most important that had been crossing his mind ever since the pool incident two days ago was:

WHEN DID ARYA GROW UP?!

Just two days ago she was only Arya, Arya Stark who was Jon and Robb's little sister! Who happened to be his best friends. Now, Arya was just Arya, the girl he saw naked, skinny dipping on her swimming pool. Yeah, Margaery Tyrell, Jeyne Westerling, Sansa Stark and Ygritte Wilde were skinny dipping too but he wasn't looking at them. He didn't even give them a glance, the first thing he saw two days ago when he went into the pool area of the Starks was Arya walking around the edge of the pool before jumping in it.

And it might have been a second but in that second he saw Arya's lean fit body, her body was worked for all the training she did and it showed, her legs were… well, she had killer legs and her ass was glorious. His eyes couldn't resist tracing her legs, went up the curvature of her ass to notice that her waist was tiny and he could be sure it'd feel real nice to place his arms around it to draw her near to him and further up he saw two perky breasts. They weren't big, but they were there and they would probably fit well enough in his hands and the long neck she had would be a lovely place to kiss until he reached her mouth.

Where did that killer body came from? He was grateful nobody could see it since she hid it so well behind her normally loose fitting clothing. He wanted to be the only man to ever see it.

"MY EYES!" Robb screamed as he entered the pool yard and saw the nude fest that was happening in his swimming pool.

"what is going on? OH! For Fucks sake?! What the hell are you doing?!" Was Jon's scream as he covered his eyes.

"Am I in heaven?" Theon asked with the perverted smile he usually has when he sees girls, Jon punched him in the throat for that and Gendry was grateful since he was about to do it himself.

The girls were screaming, well Sansa, Jeyne and Margaery were screaming for the guys to leave while they went to cover themselves. Ygritte just continued floating on the water, but at this time everyone had seen Ygritte nude at some point, Jon's girlfriend had a thing for taking her clothes off.

And Arya just remained covering herself, not leaving the water. And at some point Robb dragged him by the collar because apparently he wasn't moving he just… stared at Arya. And her naked image, the sight of her milky white skin was burned in his brain forever.

Two nights in a row he had the wildest dreams of his life, the most sinful, lustful, depraved, lascivious dreams of his 22 years of life. All of those dreams involved a naked Arya, there were voyeuristic dreams of him watching her naked at a lake, her naked on his bed, her naked around him, her naked while de did things to her.

He wanted to die and he wanted to see her naked again, he wanted to die after seeing her naked again. But he shouldn't see her naked, he shouldn't even want to since she was Arya! And Arya was his friend, the one who kept him company while Jon was deployed and Robb was on King's Landing with Theon going to college.

Two days he'd been cooped up in his apartment, going into Thoreau mode and taking cold showers, he'd had 18 cold showers in the matter of two days.

He remembers that before he considered Arya just a kid, and one day he looked at her and realized she was a pretty girl. Now he was reconsidering their whole relationship, he knew he was protective of her resenting every guy that looked at her when they went out. Before he thought he hated Aegon Targaryen when he asked her on a date because that guy was a douche, he thought he hated Ned Dayne for taking her to prom because the blond prick was just too soft and he was sure he hated Lancel Lannister when Arya went out with him for the only fact that he was a Lannister and he hated Lannisters. But now, he wondered if what he felt at the time was jealousy…

He wasn't a jealous guy, well he never got jealous of any guy that got near his ex girlfriends. But he utterly hated with all his power the guys that got near Arya. He never realized he was jealous before. He groaned when his mind was filled with the image of Arya sucking face with any of those guys… he wanted him to be the one kissing her.

Two days ago he never thought of the idea of kissing Arya, now it was all he really wanted. Besides seeing her naked. His mind was going off again with pictures of Arya's slender body sprawled on his bed while moaning his name. He felt dirty, he felt dirty as he fought with his hand going all the way down to stroke his manhood.

He needed a fucking cold shower again.

He felt gross, grotesque and dirty because he had jacked off in his shower thinking about Arya. He got a plan now, going to the gym and work out so hard he would not be able to move for five days if that didn't kill his horniness, nothing will.

"Fuck!" he yelled and covered himself with his towel as he saw that someone was spread on his bed reading a magazine, the same person who was torturing him in his mind: Arya.

"Can you at least call before entering?" he was annoyed; she shouldn't be here not when he was that… conflicted. And besides, he almost walked in naked into his bedroom, since he was using the towel not to cover himself but to dry his hair.

"I did call, several times but you are not answering your phone two days in a row and everyone is concerned. I knocked the door and you wouldn't answer so I decide to invite myself in, heard the shower running and decided to wait till you come out" she answered shrugged uninterested while reading her magazine.

"Arya, you can't just invite yourself in" well, she always did and It had never bothered him before but before she… wasn't in any danger from himself…

"Why not? Unless you're dating you told me I can always come in" he snorted, yeah he did tell her that once. There was no way to win this argument without being more exposed, so he went to grab clothes and returned to the bathroom to change again. He put on underwear, sweatpants and a long sleeved t-shirt, he wanted to be as covered as possible, he was even putting on socks since he felt so vulnerable.

"Arya, can you leave? I'm not feeling well…"

"What's wrong?" Her eyes instantly raised from her magazine to look at him, her voiced carried her concerned.

"I… I have a headache" which was true, he had a headache as he tried to look at her eyes and not let them wander over her figure, only covered by some shorts that should be illegal to wear and an oversized Smiths t-shirt, his t-shirt. The sight of Arya wearing something from his was already playing tricks In his mind. She needed to leave, immediately.

She lifted herself from the bed, perhaps she would leave. He prayed she would leave, but she was making his way towards him, who was still standing by his drawer with his socks in one hand.

"Do you have a fever?" her hand was in his forehead and it burned, her touch burned, he could feel the heat going to every part of his body, especially down south.

"No, it's just a migraine" he said with difficulty, his voice sounding hoarse.

"I think you do have a fever, you're hot and red all over" gods, she was so innocent and concerned about him, it made him feel worse in every way possible.

"I'll... I'll be fine. Don't worry, I just need to sleep" her brows furrowed confused and he looked away, he looked down to avoid her gaze. Her eyes were so… enchanting.

"You are acting weird"

"I don't feel well"

"Liar, I know you. There's something more, tell me what's bothering you" he raised his eyes to hers again but the sight of her biting her lip distracted him "You're acting shy" she deadpanned.

"I'm... I just don't feel good. Can you leave?"

"Is it because you saw me naked the other day?"

"What?! No!"

"Then why can't you look at me directly? Are you mad at me or something?"

"no, it's not it's just…" he sighted. She knew him too well, she'd caught his lies and she was biting her lip again "Don't do that" he thought out loud, shit.

"What?"

he huffed "nothing, just leave me alone Arya"

"I'm not leaving, not until you tell me what's going on!" she crossed her arms making a stand. Why was she the stubbornest person in the world? It was maddening sometimes.

"Fine! It has something to do with what I saw that day at the pool!" her eyes flickered at that

"It's not a big deal, you saw a bunch of girls naked so?" he brought his pals towards his face and groaned in frustration "So you got lucky and managed to see Margaery and Sansa naked, most guys would call you lucky"

"Arya, leave!" his voice was muffled behind his hands.

"Not until you tell me what's really going on!"

"Fine!" he took a step forward, anger running through him as she was not obeying him, looking her directly in the eyes "I can't get that picture out of my fucking mind and it's driving me insane!"

she took steps backward as he continued walking towards her "But… Was It really that shocking for you to see them naked?" was she really that naïve to think that he only saw those girls who he didn't pay a glance.

"Arya, I didn't even glance at them because my eyes were set on you" he cornered her against the wall, caging her with his big frame and his arms at both sides of her face. He sensed her taking a deep breath before speaking, her eyes no longer kept the sutbborness from before but something else, something resembling fear.

"Is your problem the fact that you didn't like what you saw?" she bit her lip again. How on earth can she think that?!

He heard himself snort at her question "My problem, Arya" he licked his lips "Is that I liked what I saw way too much" he drew his face closer to hers

"Really?" she sounded surprised

"Really. You can't just go around naked in front of me and think it would not affect me" his voice lowered to being barely a whisper as he got even closer, just a few centimeters separating them and him getting lost in her grey eyes.

"But… you… I… "

"So now do me a favour, okay ARry? Always keep your clothes on in front of me, okay? Unless you want me to lose the little self-control I have. You can't just walk naked in front of a guy" she nodded softly as he finished speaking. He was closing the distance, just barely millimeters away from her mouth "So, now leave please?" he begged "It's very hard to control myself with the image of your sweet little naked body burning freshly in my head. Just give me a few days and we'll be back to normal, yeah?" she nodded again "Good girl" he kissed her cheek "Now leave" he whispered before backing off straight to the shower.

He took a cold shower for the nth time that day and when he got out of the bathroom he was relieved and disappointed to find that Arya in fact did obeyed him and left.

It's been a week and everyone is being suspicious of his absence in the Stark house and why he has taken so many shifts at work and that's why he's parking in front of the Stark house now, making his way inside.

This was the planned weekend everyone had, Rob and Jon confirming his presence two days ago. Their parents were leaving and they would have the house alone for days, they were planning on throwing a party and all. If he didn't go, everyone would find out he was avoiding something.

But as he got inside the house was uncommonly quiet and there was no one around.

"Hello?" he said and pet one of the wolves who went to greet him, Nymeria who happened to be Arya's pet "Nym, where's everybody?" he asked the wolf softly as he pet her.

"Everyone's gone" he turned around to find Arya coming down the stairs.

"gone?" he asked. His brain was already signaling him to run, this was dangerous.

"Yup" she walked past him with Nymeria following her towards the kitchen and he knew he should be walking straight to his car but his feet were following her "Theon was an idiot who arrived with the keg before mum and dad left so they took Jon, Robb and Theon with them to boring business meetings"

"oh.. and…"

"Since there was going to be no party, Sansa and Margaery left for HighGarden with Jeyne. Bran is going to stay with the Reeds and Rickon went camping with Shireen"

"And they left you alone?" he asked distracted by the sight of Arya's mid riff as her crop top lifted as she looked for a bottle of water in the fridge".

"Yup" she said before taking a long sip of her water, his stupid and perverted brain made his eyes wander over her body to have a view of her perfect toned legs before he corrected himself to look up. Her eyes were on him, her brow lifted as she was probably thinking what a sick bastard he was "They all knew you'd keep me company".

The sight of her must be really affecting his brain since he imagined he perceived a certain intention behind her words. But there was no way, was there? He gulped, trying to think.

Focus.

Don't look at her, he lowered his eyes to the ground again.

"I should probably leave…" he mumbled.

"The weather is nice" she said cheerfully of all a sudden, he looked at her to find her gazing out the open doors that lead the way to the pool area "It'd be a waste not to take advantage of it" she spoke again, winking an eye at him and smiling deviously.

"What?" why was she talking about the weather, he should be leaving.

He was planning on leaving, he was sure he was going to leave when his body stopped moving because Arya was making her way towards to the pool, removing her shirt and shorts in the process and he saw a bra flying before hearing a splash.

He stood there, mouth wide open.

Leave.

Leave.

He heard a small voice in the back of his head but his body had a will of his own, removing his clothes off as he followed Arya's way and sumerged into the water. He knew things would change but at the moment he didn't care, he could only think how happy he was that Arya didn't follow through with the stupid favour he asked from her. Hells, she shouldn't even be wearing clothes in front of him at all.

Fuck it.

Literally.

Author's note:

So Gendry is the only one whose favour wasn't fulfilled but I don't think he minds.

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