Chapter 5
The new day dawned brightly, as the sun rose in the East, shrouding all of the world in her beatific glory! Sandor Clegane awoke first, his eyes fluttering open as he felt something shift beside him. It was then that he remembered…The Wolf Girl! A girl no more, but a woman, made so by his own actions. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and tilted his head slowly, so as not to awaken her and cast a first glance upon her sleeping form as she lay nestled still within his embrace. The sight of her, cuddled against him, soft smile on her face as she dreamed set his heart to pounding, his soul to warm, for he had never felt this emotion before, had never truly known what it meant to love someone before but now that he understood, he would do anything to protect the Wolf Girl he held in his arms. He gently kissed her forehead before slipping out of her embrace, carefully as he could, for he did not want to disturb her. He made his way deeper into the forest, to pass his water, and on the way back, caught a brace of rabbits that he managed to kill, carefully gutting and cleaning them, after which he made a fire, without having a panic attack and set the rabbits up to cook. It was then that he went to waken Arya. He knelt next to her and gently kissed her forehead again, tenderly caressing her hair.
"Awaken my Wolf…time to eat and get moving." He softly whispered to her. She awakens slowly and looks around, something smells delicious! She is well aware of how hungry she is when she hears her tummy growl and notices the fire and the rabbit over it. She gets up and stretches before going to warm up by the fire, her eyes trained on the cooking rabbit like a starving wolf! She turns to smile back at him, when she feels him watching her and motions to the cooking rabbits. "Did you do this? Fire too?" She is half teasing in a gentle way. "Thanks...I am starving!"
"Least I could do for you... I was starving after last night" He winks and smiles gently at her, noting her smile and the way she looked at him this morning, all traces of anger or hate had fled from her eyes. "I bet!" She sniffs the air and her tummy growls. "so am I!" She comes to sit beside him and practically drools over the brace of rabbits, they smell so good! He rips off a leg and feeds it to her. "Ye need to keep yer strength up" He chuckles softly, a warm glint in his eyes as he watches her. She takes the offered rabbit leg and noms it fast, practically inhaling it, only slowing down when she hears his chuckle. She blushes and tries not to make to much of a mess. "Kind of a scraggly rabbit, but it will do." He nods slightly and leaves her the rest to finish, having took a leg for himself and no more. She pauses and holds out part of the rest of the rabbit to him. "what about you? aren't you hungry?" She asked gently, not wanting to seem greedy.
"I'm fine.. I had some already. Wasn't very hungry." He gave her a soft smile, and waved her off, she needed it more then he did, and it was his job to look out for her, protect her. He wouldn't admit that he was hungry, if it meant she could eat for a day. She looks at him a moment, as if trying to read him, his experssions and then lightly shrugs. she tried. She chuckles and digs back in, finishing it up in no time flat and nibbling at the bones before throwing them into the fire. "Thank you, that was very good." He smiles brightly at her and watches as she flings bones left and right, making a right good mess. "Yer welcome wee girl."
She has made a right good mess out of that rabbit and she laughs softly at herself. "must have been hungrier then I thought." She smiles up at him. "what we doing today? Where we off to?"
"Dunno about you but I could sure use a bath... Even the fleas are starting to abandon ship. Why don't we find an inn and hang out for a couple days? We have that coin we took from Polliver and his men... might as well spend some of it." He looks at her to see if she is game. She brightens and enthusiastically nods, looking at herself, now covered in rabbit juices! "Yes, I am game for that! I could use a bath as well...rabbits are good, but they can be so messy." She chuckles softly, attempting to wipe the juices off on her tunic. He comes over and pulls out a rag, gently wiping grease off her face. "If we keep riding west, we should find that Inn I stayed at once when I was riding with the Lannister entourage. It seemed nice there."
She holds still while he wiped her face for her and smiles, curious. "Well then, let us go! Sooner we get there, sooner we can be alone..." She winks as she leans up and gently kisses his cheek, standing nearly on tiptoe, before turning and going to look for the horses. He smiles and watches her put the tack on her new horse, then comes over and does same with Stranger, memories of our night together last night come flooding back and he gazed over at her, watching her with a smile on his face.
She finishes tacking up Craven, and pets her gently. She sneaks a peek at him over her horses back as she leans against her in a comforting hug and smile. Patting her once more, She mounts up, and turn to him. "which way?" He turns Stranger and rides up next to her.
" we need to follow the River road west"
"The River Road." hesitation tinges her voice. "But, won't people from Kings Landing be upon that road?" She has no wish to be found by the King, the Queen or any of their allies.
"No, they think the war's over... idiots. They're all at the capitol for Joffrey's wedding. Most of the traffic's heading south, so we'll head west." He replied with a slight growl to his voice.
"Jofferys wedding? What about my sister!?" fear suddenly rose up inside, She did not know that Sansa was no longer betrothed to that nasty beast! "Yer sister?" He looks surprised. "Didn't ye know she's married to that twisted little dwarf?" She blinks as she pulls her horse up and looks at him. "TYRION!" She nearly shouts. "My sister married...tyrion?!" She shakes her head, so confused! "I haven't been there since Illyn payne chopped off my fathers head at that monsters request...no, I didn't know." She pauses again, lost in thought a moment. "well, least she is somewhat safe there now...he's a Lannister, no one would dare harm her." Or so she hoped as she nudged Craven back into a walk. He sighs to himself.. Idiot! I shouldn't have told her like that. "Hey... I'm sorry. Yer right about one thing, nobody will dare touch here while she's in side the walls of the Red Keep... and I don't think Tyrion would harm her. I spent a lot of time with him. He's a like his whores and is drunkard, but he's the one Lannister who seems to have a heart." He rides up beside her, worried about her. She looks over at him, still thinking. "Lannisters...none of them have hearts..only out for what they can get." She says bitterly. "Jofferys a Lannister, not a Baratheon and he is a monster! I hate him!" She blinks and flushes red with her outburst, usually so well controlled over her emotions and kicking herself for that small lack. "I'm glad you told me, if what you say is true about Tyrion then my sister will be safe." She sighs softly to herself. "Our ways parted long ago..." She slips into silence for a few moments, thinking.
"Aye, that's true about Joffrey... I lived with that clan for many years. Cersei barely touched Robert, and when she did bed with him, he was usually passed out before he could finish. Incestuous cretins!" He rides quietly beside her, leaving her to her thoughts. She shakes her head a bit to rid it of dark thoughts, does she turn to smile back at him. "So the River Road, you say? Think it will be clear of travelers the way we go?" She pets her horses neck as she prances slightly. "care to give them a run? Race ya to the Inn!"
"Ha! Last one there's gotta buy the first pint!" He kicks Stranger and takes off down the road, leaving her and Craven in the dirt!
"Oh you are so on!" She nudges Craven and the horse takes off, mane and tail flying as she chases after him. He laughs and looks over his shoulder to make sure she's coming behind him, then boots Stranger and spurs him to run harder.
"Come on girl, you can take him!" She whispers to Craven as she leans over her horses neck, making it easier for her to run as she nudges her once more. She feels her change pace and then take off again, gaining on him and Stranger with rapidly lengthening strides, laughs at how fast they fly, enjoying the wind as it whips past them. He looks back again and throws Stranger into top gear, loving the feeling of freedom as they tear along the river road!
"Oh no you don't!" She laughs as she nudges Craven again and she slowly catches up with him. She turns and grins at him as they pound down the road, nearly neck and neck. She puts on a small burst and stretches out her neck and snorts at Stranger...she doesn't like to be second it seems and it makes her laugh out loud! Stranger hears the mare coming up behind him and suddenly slows his pace. "No ye stupid horny bastard! Ferfucksakes, run!"
She laughs and gives Craven her head and she snorts again, nickering as she pulls slightly ahead. She swears she even lifts her tail on purpose and flicks Stranger and Sandor with it as she gains the upper hand...for now! "come on girl...go...go...!"
"Shit!" He sees Arya blow by him and spurs Stranger on harder. "Ye can get your piece of tail when we get there... C'mon, boy!" He watches as she flies past him, admiring her riding skills. She giggles and looks back at Sandor and reaches out to pet Cravens neck as she throws her head and neighs loudly. "Good girl...teach that Stallion a thing or two!" She laughs and looks up just in time to see a crossroads, she has no knowledge of which way. "shit!" She makes a last minute decision and veers left, pulling up just a bit to see if it was the right way to go, if not, Her and Craven will have to make up and take back the lead again. He sees that she has got no idea which way to go and takes that moment to ride past her, Stranger kicking up dust in Craven's nose... they take a hard right and ride North... the Inn being on the next road up.
"Dammit...come on girl." Arya clicks at Craven and nudges her with her knees, encouraging her horse to run as she snorts from her chest and takes off again. Arya can see Craven is determined to catch back up and she helps her by making it easier on her as she runs. "Can't let them win." She says to her horse. "they both won't let either of us forget...come on girl...get him!"
Stranger is starting to work up a good lather and he feels his muscles pounding under him as he rockets along the North road. "Atta boy! C'mon ye beast... Let's do this!"
Arya loosens the hold of the reigns and when Craven feels the slack, she zooms ever faster! Throwing her head and neighing, she swears Craven grows wings and takes off even faster then she is used to her running. She pants hard, her breath coming in ragged breaths as she goes ever faster, but she doesn't stop and they gain steadily upon him again. "that's it girl...go...fly!" She ties the reigns to the saddle and just lets her run, turning to smile at him again once they reach him and Stranger, neck and neck again as they fly down the road.
"Oh hells!" He smiles back at her, loving the fun they are having and yells down to his horse. "Yer getting beaten by a GIRL!" He roars with laughter, as he sees the rooftop of the inn as they come over the crest of the hill and gives Stranger on final good boot in the ribs. Arya looks at Sandor and leans forward slightly in the saddle and it is like a signal to her horse as she puts on the last burst of speed she has left. she closes her eyes and just let her run, enjoying the fun and freedom they are sharing together. He pulls the brakes and does a J-turn as they reach the yard of the inn, looking around to see where she is. "Ahhhh crap!" He sees her already off her mount and laughing her crazy arse off at him. She opens her eyes when Craven suddenly pulls up and does a slight prancing step. She looks around and noticed they finished first and dismounts and pets her, turning to see him pull up on Stranger, she can't help but laugh. "Again Sandor...beaten by a mere wolf! Your buying first rounds Ser!" She giggles and shakes her head playfully. He smirks at her. "Ye got lucky!" He climbs down of Stranger and looks at him. "You should be ashamed... yer a warhorse damn you!" Sandor chuckles and leans his forehead against his horses nose, feeling his hot breath down the front of his tunic. "Oh okay.. that earned ye an apple or two." He pulls a couple out of the saddle bag and feed them to him. Arya turns back to Craven and pets her, hugging her sweaty shaggy neck. "Good girl Craven...now we got bragging rights for the rest of the night." Arya goes and gets an apple for her out of the saddle bags and feeds it to her, petting her as she ties her off and make sure they both have water. Sandor comes up behind Arya and wraps his arms around her as she tends the horses. "Damn... you ride like the wind, girl." He softly kisses the back of her neck and growls. Arya eeps softly and giggles, leaning back into his arms. "Taught by the best...my father was an avid horseman...when my mother wasn't watching, he would take me riding." She shivers at his kiss and purrs at him softly. Sandor turns Arya in his arms and looks down at her, brushing stray hairs from her face. "Yer father was a good man... I see him in you sometimes." Hearing those words, that just makes her light up as she gazes up at him. "really? Do you?" She had always loved her father more, he saw her, at times, for the girl she was inside and not the lady he always hoped she would be. "Thank you...that pleases me, in ways you can not begin to imagine." She reaches out a hand and caresses his face tenderly, looking up into his eyes. "I hope I make him proud..."
"I think you do... you take justice into your own hands, the way he did. Whoever gives the sentence strikes the sword... summat like that. He was an honest man. I liked him a lot." Sandor replied tenderly. She smiled, glad that he seemed to know her fathers motto. "whoever passes judgement should swing the sword." She quotes her fathers words and smiles slightly. "He was...and it was that honor that got him killed, I miss him, but there are parts of him that I can do without." She doesn't mean to sound harsh, but has no intent of going the way her father did. "Anyway.." She nudges Sandor gently. "I am thirsty...and you owe me a drink." She laughs softly. "come on, bet I can still beat you in that too."
"Oh ha ha, very fucking funny!" He fakes a scowl at her and smacks her on the arse. "Yer such a brat... I love that." He opens the door to the tavern and waves an arm inside to usher her in. "M'lady.." Arya jumps and scowls playfully at him as she passes and he smacks her, giggling. "and you wouldn't have it any other way! so there!" She nods politely and enters into the tavern. 'thank you, good sir."
She chuckled as she went to walk into the Inn, only to pause as she caught the look in his eye, and instead, backed up and shut the door to the Inn. "I swear, I am becoming more like you every day, swearing like a sailor already...for shame." She laughs as she shakes her head at him and the look he is giving her, able to tell what his looks mean already, or learning them. Sandor pretends to look aghast and chuckles. "For shame on you wee girl!"
Arya bursts out laughing at his shocked expression and smirks up at him. "well, if I am, it is YOUR fault."
"I have a lot more wicked ways to teach you, methinks!" He grabs her hand and pulls her into him, holding her close.
"aye?" She grins up at him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "wasn't it my turn to lead tonight? what possibly wicked ways can you teach me?" Her eyes light up in mischief as she looks at him.
"Oh you beat me in the race and probably at drinking tonight and now ye wanna lead? All right..." He leans down and kisses her deeply.
Surprised by his kiss, she slides one hand slowly up his body to rest behind his neck and deepens the kiss, pulling back long enough to whisper to him "I haven't beaten ye yet." She chuckles and nuzzles him gently. "teach me..." She kisses him again, nipping at his lower lip and growls softly to him. He moans softly as she returns his kiss, growling and pulling her tight against him...he breaks their kiss and looks at her. "Right now, Arya Stark?" He runs his fingers through her hair, gazing down into her eyes. She looks up at him and then looks around, before kissing him once more and taking his hand into hers, leads him a few feet away from the Inns entrance and into the woods. once out of eyeshot if not hearing, does she turn and gently back him into a tree, smiling playfully up at him. "yes, my loving knight...right now..." She leans up and tenderly kisses him. "later...we can make it last." She whispers as she trails tiny kisses down his neck. He grunts as his back hits the tree and nods, taken aback by her forcefulness but loving it all the same. "Yes... right now...!" He returns her kiss growling softly as she places kisses down his neck. He wraps his arms around her, feeling desire burning through his veins for her. Gods, how she has stolen his heart, given him reason again! Forever would he live to love and protect this fierce she wolf! Never had she been so bold before, but finding that she likes it, as it fills her with fire at being so. she reaches up and pulls him down to kiss him passionately, She can't seem to get enough of him. As she rained soft kisses down the other side of his neck, does she bite him, hard, wrapping her arms around him and pushing against him, trying to get closer, needing to be closer to him!
"Gods Arya..." Sandor growls as she bites down on him. "Love that..!" He unties the front of her tunic and slides a hand under it, squeezing her breast as he deepens their kiss, running his tongue along hers, tasting the wine we just finished, head reeling from the overwhelming need he feels for her! Though still new to this, she sets his blood on fire, drives him almost insane with need!
"Love that...do ye?" She asks softly as she to, fumbles for the laces on his trousers, slipping a hand in and taking hold of his cock, firmly yet gently into her grasp and begins slow gentle strokes upon him as she kisses him back. She softly moans at his touch, arching up against him, needing him, desiring him as he teases and pleases her both. The sensations are new and exciting and she can't get enough of what he does to her! She tilts his head back with herfree hand and starting at his throat does she kiss down his chest, nipping at times as she continues to stroke his cock, increasing the pace slowly, his touches and kisses set her blood to fire, as she can never get enough of him! A low groan escapes from deep within Sandors chest as he feels Aryas hand wrap around him, growing harder at her touch, feeling helpless as she strokes him and burns kisses down his chest! "Seven hells... Arya..." He gasps out softly, in wonder of her boldness, and marveling at her touch, craving her kisses as he grabs her by the hips and pulls at her, needing to be inside her again! She smiles at his reaction, loving that she can make Sandor feel this way. She strokes him faster, then slowes down to tease him, watching the emotions flicker across his face. "Sandor..." She softly whispers his name, watching him shudder in ecstasy as she leaves tiny bite marks upon his chest as she works her way back up and claims his lips in a heated passionate kiss as she holds tightly to him. His pleasure is hers as she both teases and torments him, she grows warm just watching, listening to him. She growls louder at him, in challenge. "Sandor...I am yours..."
The way she strokes him, first slowly then speeding up and then slowing again making him plead with his eyes when she does, it's driving him wild... his cock swells in her hand, and he aches to bury it deep inside her. Sandor moans loudly as Arya kisses him again... pulling away, his eyes beseeching hers. "Please babe..." He begs her, wanting to feel them joined as one, to lose himself in her. His need for her so great he can barely stand it!
She releases Sandor and steps back long enough for her to undo her pants and steps out of them, before she comes back to him, and grabbing the front his tunic, does she pull him closer to her and kisses him deeply as she moves his trousers out of the way. it is then that she surprises them both as she pulls him down towards the ground with her, but instead of laying down does she get on her hands and knees and looks back at him. "I am yours Sandor...Take me...I need you..." passion tinges her voice, wondering where this boldness comes from. knowing they don't have time to make it last...yet, and always was curious about this way, does she blush just a tad as she growls and purrs at him as if to encourage him! He is surprised by how rough she can be as she tears at his clothes and pulls him down with her, but loving it all the same! He moves behind her and rakes his nails down her back, then slide a hand up and grab the back of her head as he grabs his cock with the other hand and guides it inside her, wrapping an arm under her as he buries his length inside her with a sharp thrust! "Oh gods yes...!" He hisses between his teeth as he feels her tight around him, he starts thrusting inside her, pulling her hard onto his cock with each stroke.
"SANDOR! " Arya nearly shouts as she feels him enter her. it is different this way, not painful, just different! "Yes...oh Gods above...!" She feels her muscles tense and relax as she arches back to meet his thrusts, her hands ball up into fists and she rakes the ground with her nails, gritting her teeth against the snarls and growls that come echoing out echoing out of her throat, throwing her head back to gasp and moan loudly, shivering in absolute pleasure! hearing herr sounds of pleasure spurs him on to drive harder... oh gods the way she feels, every muscle in his body burns with passion as she bucks against him and clench around him... He rakes his nails down her back and straightens up, grabbing her by the hips and moving with frenzied thrusts, throwing his head back as he loses himself inside her! "Oh gods... Arya... my girl...!" so close to letting go inside her, he feels like the tip of his cock is about to explode!
Aryas growls grow louder as Sandor marks up her back, loving the pain that comes with such pleasure. She is on fire for him, as she bucks harder into him, wanting all of him and knowing that she can take him as he thrusts deeper and harder into her. "Yes...ohhhhhh...!" She pants as she gasps for breath! "...Sandor...your girl...forever!" She arches her hips back into his even harder and cries out which turns into a near feral howl as she feels herself release around his cock, shattering under him as the entire world blacks out in sheer ecstasty! Her entire body stiffens as pleasure washes over them in a warm wave and for a moment, she swears she stops breathing...and then she relaxs slowly and am left gasping for breath as she tries to hold herself up as the world moves under her, her arms shaking as she braces herself under him.
He feels her writhe and convulse under him, her release making her tighten around his cock and he follows her, roaring with pleasure as he gives her one final hard stroke and pulls her onto him, throwing his head back from the intensity and gasping as he buries himself deeper than he could ever imagine... howling her name as his hot release surges inside her!
"Arya... gods!" His roar echoes throughout the forest, it is a wonder no one hears them, so loud was their passion! He is left moaning helplessly as he fills her, rocking her with his hips and leaning down over her, breath hard and raspy in her ear.
Feeling him release almost makes her do so again, as she gasps at the intensity and how hard he shove into her that one last time. She holds still, arching her hips slightly as he still rocks into her, her arms shake slightly, as she turns her head and gives him a loving smile, watching him. She tilts her head back as far as she can and barely manages a soft kiss upon his lips before she turns back and feel herself come down off the most wonderful high she has ever had. "Ohhhhh...Sandor..." She softly whispers his name. He softly kisses the back of her neck, no more roughness, now just tender kisses as he nuzzles into her hair and growl softly, still shivering from the powerful release they created... murmuring and whispering in her ear. "Love you wee girl." He sighs heavily and relaxes on top of her, holding her close. She nuzzles Sandor back as she tilts her head back and turns to smile at him softly. "Love you to my Dark Knight." She shudders slightly again, her body so warm and enjoying the tender moment after the frenzied passion they just shared together. He gently pulls out of her with a content growl and rolls her her side, landing with a thud. "Oof..!" He chuckles softly as he pulls her into his arms, trailing a hand along her side. She hisses and shivers as he pulls out and giggles softly at him as he lands beside her. "Hello there..." She snickers and falls beside him, her arms and legs still shaking as she cuddles close, in his arms. she lays lightly upon his chest, smiling down at him, one hand resting under her chin, the other trailing his chest slowly, playing with his fur.
"Hey there..." He smiles and kisses the top of her head, feeling her tremble in his arms. "You okay?" He looks down at her concerned.
"Oh yes, I am perfect!" She smiles brightly up at him, just enjoying being held in his arms as she leans up to kiss him softly. "I love you..." He brushes his lips over hers and sighs contently, gazing up at the tree and finally feeling like part of the world around him, so happy to have his wolf by his side and to know she returns his feelings. Arya snuggles close to him and holds him in her arms, listening to his heart beat under her ear and relaxing in his hold, the only place she ever wanted to be, relaxing for a while longer before she shivers as the wind blows around them. She stands and smirks at him playfully. "Now, how about that drink you owe me?" Laughs softly, wishing they could stay right where they were, together. Sandor takes her hand and helps her up. "Should probably get dressed before we go back in" He gives her a wicked grin.
"Yea, we probably should...wouldn't want anyone to think any of this is for free." Arya laughs and goes to pick up her pants from where she had thrown them and slips back into them, grinning mischievously at Sandor.
He looks at her playfully. "Ye mean I gotta pay ye?" He chuckles and finds his pants, then pulls his tunic back over his head.
"yea, in ale tonight!" She teases as she giggles and slips her boots back on, brushing herself off as best as she can. "unless you think you can still beat me..."
He looks around for his boots, unable to locate them. "Bugger...!" sees one in the bushes, can't find the other. "I'm starting to think you've bested me in just about every way, Arya Stark" He smirks as he finds his other boot in the tree and yanks it down. She looks up into the trees and then back at him. "how on earth did a boot get up there?" She laughs and walks over to him, tugging lightly on his tunic again, pulling him down, and softly brushing her lips to his. "In every way? hmmmm...not yet." She says playfully as she smiles and backs up to finish dressing.
"I know one thing ye can't do... This!" He grins at her then comes over and picks her up, throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her back towards the tavern!
"HEY! " She laughs softly and pounds at his back lightly. "Sandor...put me down!" smiling as she pretends to be surprised, tries to lean up to see where they are going, but can't. I" can walk ye know." She teases but she doesn't really mind. Sandor looks around pretending not to hear her words, teasing her. "A voice? Where's that wee voice coming from?" He chuckles and as he reaches the inn, smacks Aryas arse and sets her down by the doorway. "Arya, I think I'm hearing things..." His eyes shine in mirth and love as he looks down at her and opens the door for her again. "M'lady.."
She smirks and chuckles, loving how he teases her, it is a new side to him she is just starting to see. "Aye, you are, it's me!" She wiggles a bit until he puts her down and shakes her head. "Hearing things, oh dear...best keep an eye on that." She smirks and looks over at the horses, who have their ears perked up, as if watching them with interest. "what are you two looking at?" She chuckles and turns and nods. "Thank you My Dark Knight..." She says as she walks past him and looks around, never having been here before.
"Innkeep, a flagon of red!" He tosses a couple of copper stars on the bar and leads her to a table in a quiet corner where they can watch the punters as she follows him towards the back, taking up a seat where she can see both the door and the back way slightly. when the ale is brought, she takes a sip and settle back to just watch the comings and going, curious about this place, but feels safe with the man she loves by her side. How strange, that in just a few days, he has come to mean everything to her, and more. She smiles as she sips her wine and steals glances at Sandor. He was hers, as she was his….Fate, was indeed a strange Master, but never had she been more happy then she was right now. She hoped it would last…as long as she had breath in her, it would.