A/N: Hey guys! I know it's been forever since I've updated this and I'm sorry! Things have been a little hectic for me, but not to worry I haven't lost my passion for this ship yet. Any who, this is just a little something random I came up with and hope you like it. There's some brief smut in the middle, so skip of that ain't your thing. Other than that, enjoy! (Oh and I'll give a cookie to whoever gets the movie reference. ;P)

Random Drabble III

He knew better but gods damn it, he was enamored by her. She was everything he never knew he wanted and would ever want. Smart, sassy, fiesty, loyal, protective, and sexy. Arya Stark, sixteen year old party girl with no care for the rules and youngest daughter of his boss. How can it possibly go wrong?

Oh wait that's right… she was sixteen and he was twenty. He was a cop and she was a teenager girl. But damn it if he didn't throw caution into the wind for this girl.

And finally on a night where she finally managed to dragged him to some random party, it was the night where everything changed. But it wouldn't be a "Arya" party if she didn't kick someone's arse. So that's why he found himself in the middle of Aegon Targaryen and Arya. Aegon had tried to get into her pants and instead wound up in the street with a broken wrist and a bloody nose. Arya had been exploding with pride when she managed to knock Aegon flat on his back with nothing more than a slug to the face.

After that bit, it all became a blur…he remembered dancing, taking a few drinks here and there, the two cigarettes that he'd smoked along with a joint, Arya dragging him outside, walking around in the dark, reaching his apartment, Arya straddling his lap on his couch, said girl pulling him into his room, and then fucking the ever living daylights out of each other.

That and the fact that they'd fucked more than once and didn't use protection. So there he lay, staring at Arya while she lay naked in his bed with a satisfied look on her face and her hands on his cock. Only then did he notice the splotch of blood on the sheets.

Ned's going to kill me for this, he thought as Arya shoved him back into the mattress and sank over him with a moan. All thoughts went out the window the minute Arya began to move over Gendry.

"You're father is going to kill me for this." He panted as he stared at the ceiling.

"My father is so going to kill you." she giggled as she rolled off of him.

It was the fourth time that week that they'd met up and the half hundred-ish time that they'd fucked. Gendry rolled over to lean on his elbow to face her.

She cocked an eyebrow and looked warily at him. "Yes?"

"Let's go to a movie."

"What?"

"Let's go see a movie. I heard that that movie about the aliens and robots was pretty good. So I figured we should go see it."

"Like on a date?"

"Nah, just as a science experiment." Arya glared at Gendry.

He laughed and shook his head. "Yes, Arry. I mean that as a date. So do you want to?"

Arya blinked in uncertainty and then her expression softened, a small bit of pink coming to her cheeks. "Okay."

"Okay, then we got two hours before the movie starts. What do you want to do before then?"

Arya grinned wickedly at him and pulled him over her. "Why don't you distract me until then?"

And he did.