A/N Thank you again for the kind reviews, they're very much appreciated! This seems to be getting longer and longer; a chapter I planned has actually turned out to be at least three. Oh yeah, and this chapter has explicit naughty bits.
Chapter 5: Royals Are Coming
True to Robb's word, just ahead was a small copse with a babbling stream lazily winding its way through the forest. Alyssa dismounted, leading her horse to the water where she loosened the girth. Robb brought his gelding to join them, the mare flicking her ears in acknowledgement. It was a peaceful spot, the late morning sun glinting through the leafy canopy of the trees. The grass was long and soft underfoot, and Alyssa began to remove her riding boots, earning a curious glance from Robb.
"What are you doing?" he asked with a smile on his face.
"These boots are fine for riding but terrible for anything else, I'm surprised I didn't get a blister walking to the stables," she grimaced, removing the offending articles. The grass was dry and cushioned her stocking covered feet. The whole area was only slightly bigger than her bedroom back at the castle, naturally walled in by dense evergreen trees. She sat against an oak tree, enjoying the stillness and watery music. Robb sat at the edge of the stream on a flat rock. Alyssa noticed he looked agitated, picking at the reeds growing next to him.
"Are you OK?" she asked frowning in concern.
"Yes, I'm alright," he responded, though the distant look in his eyes suggested otherwise. Mentally he told himself to get a grip and convey some of Theon's confidence. Alyssa eased herself up and sat on an adjacent rock. His thoughtful, brooding expression only made him look more handsome.
"You're not being very convincing Robb Stark. Women can pick up on these things you know,"
"Really?" he smirked, "And what are you picking up on right now?"
"Well we women can't take all the credit, or men would not get a word in edgeways,"
"So I'd better humour you then?"
"I'd go with indulge personally," she shrugged.
"What happened with Jon?" he asked abruptly, holding her gaze intently. She wasn't surprised he'd asked, but had not been expecting to have this conversation right now.
"I was drunk and we kissed," she shrugged, still meeting his gaze. She felt like she had betrayed Robb somehow, and at least her slightly flushing face revealed her guilt.
"What do you feel for him?" he asked, his voice steady and laced with steel.
"He's a friend. If you can call the fact that we've barely seen each other a friendship,"
"Do you harbour any...romantic feelings for him?"
"No," she replied honestly. Yes, Jon was good looking and she would only admit to herself she would have gone a lot further that night, but surely it was only alcohol-fuelled lust. Robb smiled slightly, but the intent look in his eyes was still very much there.
"What about me?" he asked in a low voice.
"What about you?" she replied, feigning innocence.
"Do I really have to ask?"
"Afterwards,"
"After what?" he looked puzzled, as Alyssa rose and reached out for his hands, drawing him up to his full height. She placed her palms on his cheeks and gently pulled his head down to hers.
"This," she whispered, pressing her lips against his. As she had hoped he kissed her back and wrapped his arms around her waist. She slid her hands back behind his head, continuing to press his head against hers. Her knees felt like they were made of jelly, but this time it was not due to intoxication on anything apart from the man in front of her, their kiss expressing what words did not need to. Reluctantly she pulled away, taking his hands in her own. "What do you think?" she smiled shyly.
"I don't know Alyssa," he sighed. Her heart thudded in her chest, realisation hitting this was probably just some rouse to teach her not to mess with his half-brother. Hell, Jon and Theon were probably in the bushes laughing at her expense and going to come out at any moment... the fear must have shown on her face, as he smiled and pulled her close kissing her again, this time more determinedly. Tongues dancing, she moaned gently into his mouth not giving a damn if this was a joke, she had never been kissed like that before. "I just wanted to get a second opinion," he whispered when they pulled away.
Robb took her hand and led her to the oak she was previously sat in front of, gently pulling her down towards him. To her delight and surprise, sat with his back was against the harder bark of the tree and pulled her back against his chest, pulling his arms around her and resting his head on her shoulder. She liked being this close to him and breathed out a contented sigh, twisting around to kiss him again. When she tried to pull away, he grabbed her legs so she was sideways on his lap and she buried her hands under his cloak, reverently stroking his back and welcoming his tongue into her mouth once more. Gods, she wanted him, things she thought she would never feel again returning with great intensity.
She pulled back, only to adjust her position so she was straddling him, hardly aware that she was grinding against his groin, gripping him with her thighs as he ran his hands up and down her hips, leaving her mouth to kiss a trail of fire from her ear to her throat. The wind was temporarily knocked out of her as he pushed her backwards onto the grass, groaning as her britches-clad legs wound their way around his waist until she could feel his hardness against her.
"Robb-" she gasped, feeling his fingertips trail over her stomach under the loose tunic she wore. Her legs relaxed a little as his blue eyes, dark with desire, stared into hers as his hand trailed slowly over her stomach, up towards her breasts.
"Mmm?" he responded, kissing her again, his right hand expertly stroking her left nipple making her gasp. He smiled at her reaction, enjoying having her writhing under him and he'd barely touched her. His eyes widened when she reached down and firmly grabbed his crotch, dexterous fingers working over the hard shaft through the material underneath his tunic.
"It appears you're in a predicament down there," she purred, giving him a squeeze.
"And I wonder who's got me into it?" he responded, kissing her neck and moving his hand down from her breasts to the waistband of her trousers. She closed her eyes as he slipped his hand down the front, gently stroking the hair marking the entrance to her most intimate area. Requiring self-control on his part, he slowly stroked further down, lingering on her hardened nub making her moan and squirm. He could feel how wet she was, and knowing he was the cause made him feel light headed. Using some of her wetness, he returned the pad of his thumb to her clit rubbing it in circles, increasing his speed as she moaned, pulling his head down to hers to kiss him. He slipped a finger inside her, and then a second as she bucked against his hand, her body reacting with a primal urge she had no control over.
Alyssa moaned against his mouth under his ministrations, getting closer and closer to the edge until a delicious shiver coursed through her veins as she came, holding on to him as she rode it out. Robb kissed her gently on her cheeks and mouth as she recovered, knowing it wouldn't take much for him to explode.
"Seven hells," she whispered, "I wasn't expecting that,"
"Am I to assume that was good?" he chuckled, smiling despite the almost painful erection contained within his own clothing.
"Just you wait Robb Stark," she whispered, biting his lower lip.
"Oh I am," he replied, allowing her to push him off of her onto his back. Alyssa grinned and got to work undoing his breeches. Moving his tunic out of the way, she slowly hoisted them over his hips, eyes widening at the size of his erection jutting proudly forward. She ran her fingers over the length of it, her other hand gently cupping his balls. Now it was his turn to feel powerless as she stroked her hand up and down with a firm grip, occasionally rubbing her thumb over the sensitive tip.
Robb's eyes closed as he moaned gently, the sound of her arousal almost pushing her to the point of wanting to impale herself on him – but not yet. Robb was distinctly aware of the fact he was going to cum very soon, and quite possibly all over himself. Alyssa picked up on it as well, as she suddenly bent her head forward taking him in her mouth.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed, the exquisite velvet texture of her mouth and tongue bringing him to orgasm quicker than he expected. Alyssa had never done that before and certainly never had semen in her mouth. It wasn't too bad, she swallowed it quickly and returned to his mouth.
They lay together for a while, exchanging kisses, talking, and getting their breath and composition back before having to ride back to Winterfell.
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They had hoped their arrival would be unnoticed, but of course Theon and Jon were at the stables upon their return.
"Ah, back in time for supper! I trust you've worked up quite an appetite on your, er, ride?" winked Theon.
"Fuck off," muttered Robb, dismounting and handing his horse to one of the stable boys. As much as he loved Theon like a brother, he could be a pain in the arse at times. Alyssa followed suit, noticing that Jon deliberately avoided her gaze. Was that hurt she saw on his face, anger or indifference? She didn't have chance to enquire as he stalked off in the direction of the courtyard. Robb gave Theon another warning look, and sighing he left in pursuit of Jon. Robb's attention was back on Alyssa.
"I enjoyed myself this afternoon," he confessed, taking her hand in his. "Aside from the obvious, I mean."
"I would be lying if I said I didn't," she admitted. "But where do we go from here Robb?" He resisted the temptation to suggest his room as he pulled her close to him and kissed her gently.
"Wherever we want," he replied, the warm smile on his face making her feel lighter on her feet than she had for weeks.
"Don't let me distract you too much from the royal visit, they should be here any day now," she remarked. "Perhaps not let anything take attention away from the Queen, eh?"
"She wasn't going to get any from me anyway" he scoffed in jest. "Come on, let's get something to eat," she hastily agreed and followed him to the main hall.
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The whole of Winterfell was buzzing from the moment Bran Stark declared he had spotted the royal party less than a mile away. Ned and Catelyn Stark rounded up their children, apart from Arya who was currently nowhere to be seen. Jon was grateful to be allowed to be present, albeit a few rows behind the Stark family. Catelyn would never let him be presented to the Royal family as one of them but he was here, that was what counted. Alyssa stood next to Theon, avoiding his gaze knowing only too well there was every chance he knew what her and Robb had been up to.
In the lead up to the visit, they hadn't had time to see each other apart from stolen kisses when they were sure nobody was about. Jon still hadn't really spoken to her apart from when necessary, which she felt a bit sad about knowing how close the half brothers were and not wanting to cause a rift between them.
Eventually Arya showed up, Ned pulling a helmet off her head and handing it to Ser Rodrick. She got in line just as the procession entered the courtyard. Everybody knelt as King Robert approached the family, Alyssa stood still and respectful looking until she saw who got out of the carriage with Queen Cersei and her youngest children.
"Olivia!" she whispered silently, hardly believing her eyes.
"You know her?" murmured Theon beside her, already undressing the buxom brunette with his eyes as she met Alyssa's eyes and smiled warmly, hurrying over to her.
"Yeah, she's my cousin," replied Alyssa, smiling warmly at the slightly older girl.
