a/n: referral to "IMPATIENT GIRL, DETERMINED GIRL"

Based in: Interlude
Chapter: 3
Pairings: Arya(17)/Robb(20); established.
Including: incest, underage, going-down & in...

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Title: Raspberry Me!

"What the fuck is this, a water bed?" She asked as she slowly lowered herself onto the edge of his bed.

"No. The frame's warped from all the times I screwed your brains out on it." He replied.

She looked at him open-mouthed, surprised by his declaration and wondered if it was really true. "For real?"

He burst out laughing. "I don't know! Did you really believe that? How high on those pills are you right now?" he peered closely at her.

She knew they must've kicked in by now because she actually found herself thinking about it for a moment. She gave her head a shake and glowered at her brother.

"Damn girl, you high!" he grinned.

"Fuck you."

"Well, if you had a big dick, I might actually let you. But seeing as I hold the cock in this relationship—it'll be my pleasure." He nipped at her lips as he carefully laid her back onto the bed, leering down at her from above. "Hey,"

"Hey," she whispered back. She reached up with her left hand and her fingers brushed along his jaw line and the beard that he didn't have the last time she'd seen him. He ducked his head and kissed her, unable to hold back any longer, not when they were right there in front of him. She was just lucky he hadn't taken her right there on the kitchen island when she'd gotten home in front of Ned and their brothers.

She pushed her fingers into his curls and gave them a little tug. Savouring her tongue, he took the hint and slithered down her body. He pushed the hem of her t-shirt up her stomach and kissed the flesh.

"Shit, you're more ripped than I am, Ar!" he exclaimed.

She couldn't stop the giggle, a mixture of her pain meds, his outrage, and the fact that he was blowing raspberries on her tummy like he used to do when they were little and wrestled (it was the only reason why he won half the time).

"Why don't you do that a little lower?" she suggested.

"Yes, sir." And he dutifully relieved her of her night-shorts and panties.

His face disappeared between her legs and his tongue danced in her folds. And he did exactly as she told him to and blew a raspberry down there that made her bite her cheek and muffle the little shriek that the alien sensation caused.

There was a new element with his down their this time and it scritched the sensitive flesh of the inside of her thighs, but fuck!

"Your (huff huff) beard... ah!... it f-feels... haah! Oh, Gods!" She could hardly remember the last time he went down on her, it had been such a long time. Her blunted fingernails dug into his scalp. "I'm... 'm gonna... !" he pulled from between her thighs. "Wha...?" she looked down her heaving chest at him in confusion.

"Selfish." He murmured, sitting up on his knees. "Tryin' to cum without me? You wound me!"

"F-fuck!" she cussed, feeling ready to burst and with no way to get there. "Don't leave me hanging, Ro." She moaned, her left hand reaching between her legs.

"Nuh-uh." He tutted at her, intercepting her hand. She would have used the other, but her bloody cast was in the way. She made a desperate sound in the back of her throat. "You hand goes here." And he wrapped it around his half-hard cock, gasping at her grasp, having removed his boxers at a time that she couldn't recall.

She instantly started pumping his cock into a full erection. "Inside... me! NOW!"

Robb followed her command, luckily fast enough for her liking because she didn't have to pull him inside of her herself like she might have done. She clenched around him and he gritted his teeth from going animal on her, not when her knee was injured like it was, painkillers or not.

"Fuckmefuckmefuckme!" she panted when he didn't started moving.

"Arya, your knee." He reminded her.

"Screw my knee!" she countered and wrapped her right leg around his hip, taking his cock in further, if that were possible. He moaned and his hips buck in response. "There you go. More!"

He quickly managed to position himself between her legs so he didn't bump into her stationary left knee.

Her broken right arm bent against the bed, her fingertips grazing his ribs, while the other wrapped around his shoulder blade. She hadn't felt this amazing since the last time she was back home and Robb had taken her in the living room on the air mattress.

She gasped and panted in his ear, her breasts getting attention via the friction of their rubbing chests through their still present t-shirts. His one hand gripped her thigh wrapped around his hip, while the other supported his weight.

She couldn't help but wonder if his joking comment from before, about the bed frame being loose from fucking her brains out on it some many times was honestly true, because right now, the way he was pounding into her, even with her injuries, it felt like his bed was on its last legs.

He turned his head and claimed her lips, trying to muffle her moans and cries of pleasure with his tongue.

She would be grateful after, when she could think on it later... but if he hadn't pulled back when he did right when she was about to reach her limit, this wouldn't feel as amazing as it did. Going to peak, and just before going over the edge, pulling back and dying down, and then revving back up and going at it even harder was fucking awesome!

He jerked loose inside of her, reaching his orgasm before her. She swallowed his grunts and kept her leg around his hip, keeping him inside of her as his body went through the stages of his orgasm, his peak and come-down.

And it was the full body shiver of his pleasure that just ripped through her, making her pulse hotly around his spent cock and causing them to both cry out.

Her clamped hold on him finally loosed as the more intense feelings of her coming abated. He leaned up on both her elbows. "Alive there?"

Her response was pulling his face close, and expecting a kiss, he got a raspberry in his beard instead.

He gave her a dry look. "Guess I deserved that."

"Next time, I'll do it one your dick." She grinned, still riding out her orgasm.

"I look forward to it." He thoughts on it were hoping it felt as interesting as it seemed to have done for Arya, going by the sound that he remembered hearing from her.

He gave her a smart kiss before he rolled off of her and flopped down beside her on his bed.

The bed gave an ominous wobble and creak, and then presided to collapse underneath the pair.

"Guess we really did fuck it peaces!" Aray chortled, high in more ways than one.

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blowing a raspberry down there? how fucked up would that feel? :)

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