Gendry

Gendry typically wasn't one to drink. He never saw the appeal of having your head spin following the act, and hurt the morning after. He didn't like what alcohol did to people, the way it made them act careless, and not to mention loud. But that night Gendry needed a drink. He needed some escape for what this girl was doing to him.

He didn't understand the feelings welled up in his chest. He has never had feelings like this before, and he didn't know how to deal with them now. The girl he cared so deeply for willingly wanted to put herself in danger and would not let him protect her. Gendry felt powerless.

He noticed Arya slip out of the cottage not long after their conversation. Ned followed her out, and Gendry cursed under his breath. He asked the man handing out the drinks for a second one, but stopped at that. Not even twenty minutes after Arya and Ned left (Gendry kept a steady eye on the clock), the two of them came back. Arya said her goodnights to everybody, shot Gendry an angry look, and then left the cottage. Gendry decided to follow her just to make sure that she was safe.

When he stepped outside he noticed that she was making her way towards the cottage that the Brotherhood had designated for the two of them. The cottage was said to have two bedrooms, which Harwin emphasized upon when he gave them the key. Perhaps it was meant as a warning for Gendry, but Gendry was planning on sleeping in the separate bedroom anyway. Whereas they had no choice but to sleep together in the tent, here they could sleep separately.

While Gendry was walking towards their cottage he realized that he must've been more drunk that he thought he was. His head was buzzing, but he could still put thoughts together coherently. Arya never heard him walking behind her. As she stepped into the cottage, Gendry shook his head trying to sober up. Right, he thought, like that's going to work!

Coming inside the cottage Gendry heard the water start to run in the bathroom. Arya was taking a shower. Sitting down on the bed, Gendry waited for her to come out. He wanted to ask Arya where she went with Ned, and apologize for earlier. Perhaps he'll apologize before he asks her about Ned.

Some time passed, and Arya came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her torso as her hands were drying her hair with another towel. She stopped in her spot once she saw Gendry.

"What do you want?" she asked, a little more rudely than Gendry would've preferred.

"What were you doing with Ned?" he asked, approaching her. Whatever happened to apologizing first, Gendry?

"I don't have to tell you about anything we've done!"

"Anything you two have done? What did you do Arya?"

She didn't say anything.

"Did he try to kiss you?"

Surprised washed over Arya's face.

"Gendry, listen – " she began, only to be cut off by Gendry.

"He did, didn't he? Oh, I am going to rip his – " he started, Arya cutting him off this time.

"He didn't kiss me, Gendry! I wouldn't want to kiss him anyway. I only want to kiss you."

He watched her face soften at her last words as her gaze trailed down to hip lips. At that Gendry pushed Arya against the door. He pressed his body to hers as he leaned down, before their mouths met once again. He took her by surprise, no doubt. But Arya quickly recovered and kissed him back. Arya put one of her hands around Gendry's back, as the other sat on his arm.

Not letting go of her lips, Gendry picked Arya up by her hips and carried her towards the bed. He laid her down, him towering over her, just like the first time the two of them kissed. The flesh of her neck caught Gendry's eye and he started to plant soft kisses down its side. Arya let out a soft moan as Gendry sucked on the skin right above her collarbone. Arya then took his face in her two hands and brought it back up to hers, kissing him again. She slightly parted her lips, letting her tongue make its way into his mouth. Gendry responded by meeting her tongue with his, deepening the kiss. She then tugged on his shirt, proceeding to pull it off over Gendry's head.

Taking in his naked chest, Arya moved from underneath Gendry, turned him onto his back and sat across his pelvis, straddling him. Gendry suddenly remembered that she was wearing nothing underneath her towel. The towel he so badly wanted to rip off of her and see her, all of her.

Arya kissed his chest, first planting gentle pecks, followed by kisses that left Gendry's skin red and yearning for more. Gendry squirmed underneath Arya, gently pushing his hips up towards her. Gendry put his two hands along both of Arya's thighs, slowly making his way up to where her towel was bunched up. He was hard, and he had no doubt that Arya knew judging by her hands now lingering over his belt buckle.

That's when he stopped it. Suddenly he was very sober and very aware of where this was heading. Gendry took Arya's hands in his, and moved them away from his pants. Arya looked up at him with disbelief.

"What?" she asked.

"Arya, this is not how I want this to happen."

"Well, this is how I want this to happen. So shut up and kiss me already, " she said, moving herself closer to him.

Gendry sat up, and moved his head back.

"Arya," he began, trying to catch her gaze. "This isn't right."

"Shut up with this bullshit, Gendry. It's me, isn't it? We would've been half-way through the act right now had I not been a virgin, right?"

She was a virgin? Of course she was, Gendry should've known. But many must've wanted to be with a girl like her.

"All the more reason not to do it, Arya," he said, his face serious. "I don't want your first time to be like this. Not in a place like here. Not with someone like me."

"Someone like you? You have to stop this bullshit about thinking that you're not worthy enough, Gendry!" How did she know that? "You think I don't see the way you look at me? That tormented expression you get when you think I can't see you looking?"

"I'm sorry. I wish you'd understand."

"Well, I don't! So please enlighten me some more!" she snapped. Sarcasm, a man's worst enemy, he thought.

"I'm sorry, Arya, this was a mistake," he said as he got up from the bed and headed towards the other bedroom.

"I don't care you know," she was following him. "About class, and what family you were born into, and all that crap! And if you think that I do, then you are the biggest fool of them all. That stuff means nothing to me, Gendry. You are stupid if you think that these high-born people that murdered my father are better than you are!"

"Arya – "

"What? Do you want me to say more? Because I can go on all night about how stupid and blind you are!"

He moved closer to her, and cupped her face in one of his hands, tracing a line over her lips with his thumb. She looked up at him in confusion.

"Just shut up and kiss me already," he said.

A/N: Another Gendry chapter! And another kiss, a little hotter than their last ;) Hope everybody liked the chapter, don't forget to review! :)