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Arya

"So do you think you could give me a lift back to Margery's?" she asked.

"Yea sure, when do you want to leave?" Gendry replied.

"As soon as I get all my things so maybe 15 minutes. Don't worry Marge won't be there, she assured me that she would end up in the bed of some drunkard from her party," she chuckled.

"She normally doesn't get back to her place till after lunch anyways so that gives me plenty of time to get my appearance in order before we see our families," she continued.

"But how will you get in? You didn't really have anywhere to put your gloves from last night let alone keys?" he asked.

"I know where she hides her spare key so nothing to worry about. But you might want to start getting yourself presentable. If you are going to win over my dad I don't think rocking up to my house naked is going to impress him."

"No but it could make your mum like me more" he teased. "You know what they say, a happy wife means a happy life".

The comment just made her laugh. As hot as Gendry was her mother wouldn't put up with such a thing. She was all about family and honour and was one of the biggest prude's Arya knew. She definitely would not have approved of her outfit from last night.

"I think my mum would have your balls cut off if you walked into our estate in nothing but your birthday suit and I rather like your balls so please put something on" she whispered into his ear.

She felt his cock twitch at her statement which filled her with a sense of pride. "Fuck Ar you can't say things like that to a guy when sex isn't on the table" he groaned.

"Well I just did so maybe take a cold shower before we head to Marge's" she mused.

It was a beautiful sunny day and it seemed like fate was aligning itself to her cause to be with Gendry. There was hardly anyone driving on the roads and it only took them 10 minutes to get to Margery's house. They both walked up to the front door of her six bedroom beach-house where Arya proceeded to lift up one of the empty sea shells that sat on the ledge of the balcony. She shook the shell and was rewarded with a silver key. They made their way into the house where Gendry sat waiting in the living room as Arya got dressed and tidied herself up before they made their way back to her house.

"I'll only be 10-15 minutes ok," she said. She hurried into the spare bedroom she was meant to sleep in last night and pulled out a fresh pair of undies and bra. These weren't anywhere near as sexy as last night's get up but she was sure Gendry would appreciate them all the same. She threw on a white fitted singlet which accentuated her pert breasts perfectly and a pair of skinny jeans that highlighted the curves of her arse. She brushed the knots out of her hair leaving it down and quickly brushed her teeth and cleaned her face. She knew she should make more of an effort considering they were about to announce their relationship to their families but at that point she really couldn't be bothered. She never really liked wearing make-up and Gendry made it clear that that was one of the things he liked about her so much.

She packed her bags and headed back to the living room where Gendry was waiting. "Sorry I took a little longer than expected. My hair was knotty as hell" she finished.

Gendry just stared at her with that look on his face again. The one he made when he first kissed her at the party. He walked over to her and grabbed her by the waist pulling her body into his causing her to drop her bags.

"You look incredible" he voiced hungrily. "Only you could make a white singlet and jeans look like something out of a wet dream" he finished.

Arya felt her knees go weak and that familiar heat return to her sex. Get yourself together Stark, you don't have time for this. "I…ahhh…we don't…ahh…have…time" she stammered.

She closed her eyes as he started planting kisses in the crook of her neck. With a sudden rush he picked her up and walked her over to the dining room table so she was eye level with him. His mouth slanted over hers as his tongue made his way into her mouth. She moaned and felt herself raise her hips slightly to rub against his crotch. She could feel his hardness pressing against his jeans as they both moaned into each other with the sudden contact. One of his hands left her hips to trail up under her singlet and cup her left breast. He began rubbing it needlessly before Arya pressed her hands on his chest and broke of their kiss.

They both stared at each other panting heavily. In one quick motion Arya removed her singlet and unclipped her bra. As soon as her breasts were exposed Gendry attacked them, licking and sucking as if it was the first time he had seen them. Arya couldn't control the sounds that were escaping her and had a desperate need to feel his naked skin against hers. She reached the hem of his shirt and tugged it upwards to pull it over his head. Gendry refocused his attention on Arya's mouth and they were kissing each other with a feverous passion. She scraped her nails against his torso and proceeded to unbutton and unzip his jeans.

"I want to fuck you so bad right now Arya it's killing me" he panted.

"I know Gen I want you to fuck me too" she replied.

"But aren't you still sore?" he questioned.

"I don't give a fuck Gen, I'm just so fucking wet and you know what they say – no pain no gain right?"

Gendry frantically pushed down his jeans, his boxers following suit. She began unbuckling her jeans and felt Gendry's hands help slide the material off her legs, dragging her now soaked panties with it. She watched as Gendry's eyes darkened with lust at the sight of her nude body sprawled before him. Without hesitation he roughly spread her legs apart and inserted one finger into her already sopping wet slit. The pain from earlier this morning was already forgotten all she felt was pleasure as he pumped it in and out of her. She arched her back towards him slamming her breasts against his chest.

"Open your eyes Ar" he commanded. She complied and found his own focused on hers as he inserted a second finger.

"Fuck" she moaned as she threw her head back in pleasure.

"No look at me" he ordered again. The sensations running through her body were making it harder and harder for her to focus on anything else but the pleasure his fingers were giving her. She raised her head in an effort to follow his command and looked back into his eyes that were filled with as much need as hers.

"Keep looking at me" he said as he inserted the third finger. She resisted the urge to throw her head back again and kept her eyes focused on his. She could feel herself getting close as her breath began to catch.

"Gen..I'm..I'm" was all that managed to escape her lips.

"I know…let it come" he growled. She clenched around his fingers and felt a flood of relief wash over her as she reached her climax. She collapsed into his chest that was now covered in sweat. He pushed her back slightly and caught her lips with his in another deep kiss. He removed his fingers from her sex and began sucking on each savouring the taste of her on him. He pushed his forehead to hers as he pushed her legs further apart so he could position himself between them. He slowly entered her and Arya could tell he was worried about hurting her again. She raised herself off the table slightly in one swift movement so his cock was completely engulfed by her.

"Fucking hell" he hollered. There wasn't any pain when he entered her and Arya was overcome with a feeling of fullness. She rocked her hips against his encouraging him to move faster. His movements became bolder as he ordered her to lie on her back flat against the table so he could slam into her harder. She was getting close again and each thrust brought her close to the edge again. She reached up to grab one of his hands and placed it on her breast. He teased her nipple and kneaded it roughly as he got closer to reaching his peak. He repeated her name over and over again like a prayer and she screamed his in turn. They both climaxed together, their breathing haggered and their bodies ridden with sweat.

Arya propped herself up and Gendry brought her in closer so she rested against his broad chest. "How are you doing this to me Arya Stark?" he whispered.

She was too tired to respond and simply gave him a peck on his cheek. They sat there for a few moments just tangled in each other's arms before Arya regained her strength. "We should probably take a shower and get going. I don't want Marge to be the first person to find out about us" she stated.

Gendry simply nodded and they started picking up their discarded clothing off the ground. Gendry followed Arya into the spare bedroom where they could shower. "Should we go in together?" she asked shyly.

"It might be quicker if we do" he replied. "You wash my back and I'll wash yours" he smirked. They entered the shower together and began washing each other. The hot water trickled down their bare bodies and before they knew it they were kissing each other again. They were pressed so close together that water wasn't able make its way between them.

Arya pushed Gendry back up against the glass wall of the shower. "We have to get ready Gen" she panted. "There will be plenty of time for shower sex and I'd rather have it in your shower than here. I already feel bad about desecrating Marge's dining table" she elaborated. "I mean people eat off that for fucks sake!"

"Oh c'mon lots of people have table sex and we've cleaned it so it's not like our bodily fluids are soaked through!"

"Yes I know but it's the principle of the matter ok. I'm sure lots of people have sex on tables but they are probably their tables not a friends!"

"Ok, ok no more but you make it so hard for me Ar. I think you should wash yourself because I won't be able to control myself."

It felt like the most difficult five minutes of her life taking a shower with Gendry and not throwing her arms around him. The amount of sexual tension in the air was thick enough to cut a knife with. After they dressed themselves again they headed out to Gendry's car.

"So your family first or mine?" he asked grinning at her. She knew his family would probably take the news better than hers but she really wanted her family to know first. Was that selfish of her?

"Mine, if that's ok?"

"I was hoping you wouldn't say that" he laughed nervously.

"Why?" she questioned.

"Because mine are easy to deal with and I'm at an age where they don't really care who I go out with. You on the other hand aren't legally an adult yet so I'm sure they will have a few more concerns to throw at us" he replied.

Arya just nodded her head in understanding. "Look Gen if you want to hold off on telling anyone till I'm 18 I can wait" she blurted.

Gendry just took her hand in his and gave it a sweet kiss. "No Ar, I don't want us to sneak around to see each other. I want people to know we're together and that you're mine and I'm yours. Like I said you're special to me and I want people to know just how special."

She couldn't help the blush that crept onto her face. "Damn you Gendry, there you go making me blush again you bastard."

"So to Winterfell Estate it is" he chuckled.

"Yep Winterfell it is, hopefully you escape with all your limbs intact" she jested.

"I'm happy to lose a limb if it means I can be with you" he responded.

"Seriously Gendry you need to stop with all this sappy stuff. If I didn't know any better I'd say you had a vagina hiding beneath that giant cock of yours," she huffed.

"What you think I have a giant cock?" he retorted. "I mean I knew it was a decent size but I've never had anyone call it giant before" he teased.

She punched him in the shoulder annoyed at his teasing tone "Just shut-up and drive Baratheon" she snapped.

"Anything for m'lady"

"Don't test me Gendry"

"Ok fine sorry, m'lady Arya Stark" that earned him another punch.

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