[A/N]: Ok guys so this chapter is practically all SMUT so if that's not your thing don't continue reading. As far all the fellow smut monsters out there I hope you enjoy this :) Also just as a side note I'm looking for a beta to proof my work for me before I post. If anyone is interested please PM me.

Gendry

He made his way up to Arya's room still unsure if this was some sick game Ned was playing on him. He looked over his shoulder, paranoid that he was being watched and that at any point Ned was going to jump out and throw him out of the house. He reached her door and knocked on it lightly. There was no answer. He turned the door handle and pushed it open slightly. "Arya," he whispered, not wanting to wake her up if she was sleeping. He looked around and saw her bed was empty. Where is she?

He explored her room, even looking in her cupboards. Why would she be in the cupboard you idiot? Giving up he lay on her bed staring at the ceiling. He could see bits of old sticky tape still stuck firmly in place from where she must have hung an old poster. He had never been in her room before so tried to imagine what she would have had hanging up there. Most girls would have had some teen heart-throb, but Arya wasn't like most girls. He tried to think back to when they were younger and what she was interested in. She loved playing sport so maybe she had her favourite sportsman or woman up there. She also loved animals, especially wolves so she could have had a poster of a fierce wolf staring down at her. The thought made him chuckle to himself.

He sat back up and looked at his watch. He had been in her room for 10 minutes and she still hadn't arrived. What's taking her so fucking long? He was getting a little worried and paced back and forth in her room. He sat back down on her bed and pulled out his phone to text her and see if she was ok. As he was about to press send he heard the door click shut behind him.

"Hey," she greeted him. She looked tired and was still in her dirty clothes.

"Where have you been Ar? I was worried about you."

"I was…ah with Sansa. I wanted to make sure she was ok."

"Seriously?" he shook his head at her. "I don't understand you Ar. After everything she said to you…she should be the one making sure you're ok." He hated people taking advantage of her. Sansa didn't deserve to have someone like Arya as her sister.

"Not now Gen. I'm tired and all I want to do is take a shower and take these clothes off me."

He cocked his eyebrow and smirked at her wickedly. "Really? Because I was just thinking the same thing." He got up off the bed and stalked towards her. Her grey eyes were sparkling again as he let his fingers ghost over the sides of her arms. He pushed into her so she was back up against the door and locked it to make sure they weren't interrupted. His lips lingered above hers and he could hear her breath catch. He wanted to kiss her but also wanted to draw this out. He ran his left hand down the side of her stomach until it reached the hem of her singlet. Slowly ducking his fingers under the fabric, he rolled it off her, exposing her white bra.

It was like they were in a trance. They still hadn't kissed, perfectly content with just watching the other and being close. He ran his index finger in between her cleavage resting it just above the button of her jeans. "So are you still tired?" he muttered in her ear.

"Nnn...oo" she rasped.

"Good, because you'll need your energy," he smirked. He popped open the button on her jeans then proceeded to unzip the zipper. Getting down on his knees he dragged the tight material off her skin making sure to leave her panties intact. Grabbing a hold of her left calf he bent her knee so he could slide the foot out of the leg hole. He repeated the action with the right and threw the jeans where her singlet lay. He was painfully hard but he wanted to savour the moment.

Running his hands up and down her smooth toned legs he looked up to see her eyes flutter shut. She was biting her lip again. He loved it when she bit her lip. He could see a wet patch form in her underwear so he knew she would be soaking wet by the time he was ready for her. He grabbed her thighs firmly making her eyes jolt open. Spreading them apart he slowly kissed the inside of her soft flesh. He began sucking harder with the intention of leaving a mark. When he moved to the other side he could hear her grunt with impatience. "Be patient little wolf," he teased. "We have all night."

She grabbed his face in her hands. "I need you now Gendry," she barked. Normally he would give in but he was standing his ground.

"Trust me Ar, I'll make it worth the wait," he hummed.

"Fine," she whined. "You better, or I'll find a way to make you sorry."

"I don't doubt that for a second," he chortled. He went back to nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh on her inner thigh. He heard a thud from where she must have thrown her head back against the door. "You ok?" he asked concerned.

"I'm fine, just don't stop."

"As milady commands." He could feel her start to tremble so rose to his feet and placed his hands on her hips to steady her. Lifting her up carefully he hugged her to his body before walking them over to her Queen sized bed. Unceremoniously, he dropped her on the bed causing her to giggle.

"Shit Gendry, you could have been a bit more gentle."

"Oh I'm sorry princess. I thought you liked it rough," he mused.

"You can be a real dick when you want to be."

"A loveable dick though."

"If you weren't so fucking sexy and I wasn't so damn horny I'd kick you in the balls."

"Well lucky for me you are and I am." She just rolled her eyes at him which only made him laugh. Crawling on the bed, Gendry positioned himself above her. She was licking her lips and he knew she was getting desperate for a kiss. Not yet, just a little longer. He made a move to bring his lips to hers but quickly diverted them and aimed for the spot behind her ear. He knew he was teasing her and that he was probably on thin ice. I'm sure she'll find a way to punish me later.

An illicit moan burst from her and he felt her small hands tug at the bottom of his shirt. He lifted himself off her and let her strip his shirt off his bulky frame. She leaned up and started peppering kissing along his chest. Grabbing a strong hold of the back of his neck she pulled him down to her nipping at his neck in return. She was sucking and biting harder than normal and he knew there would be bruises there tomorrow.

"Two can play at that game," she jeered her voice sinful.

"But unlike you, I like to draw things out. You are always in such a hurry Arya Stark. If you aren't careful you won't experience the full pleasure life has to offer if you let it rush by."

"Just stop talking and get on with it already Baratheon."

"You're so sexy when you're angry." Before she could retort with some smart arse comment he finally gave in and captured her mouth with his. It was deep and needy. His tongue plunged into her hot mouth and battled with hers for dominance. Still standing his ground he won forcing her to succumb to him. Sucking on her tongue he felt her sex rub his arousal for friction. Even though he still had his jeans on, his rock hard cock could be easily felt through the thick cloth.

He snaked one of his hands to her back lifting her up off the bed while he fumbled to unclasp the bra. Snapping the clips open he ripped it over the arms leaving her pert breasts naked before him. Pushing her back down he grabbed them with both his hands squeezing them together till her nipples touched. Looking into her ashen grey eyes he did his best to engulf both pink peaks in his mouth. She sighed and curved her body upwards to his, her eyes glued to him.

He continued to lap and knead at her erect nipples until their full points had been reached. He left a trail of hot wet kisses down her abdomen until he reached the top of her underwear. Using his teeth Gendry pulled them down exposing her nude pussy. As he suspected earlier she was dripping wet. He smiled to himself and looked up to see her curiously watching him. Her faced flushed a comely pink and her lips swollen and juicy like a berry. Once he untangled the last piece of clothing from her legs he went back to teasing and torturing her again. Kissing her everywhere but where she was the most needy.

"Please Gen, it's not fair," she pleaded. He loved hearing her beg. He planted a sloppy kiss on the silky flesh above her slit. Arya took in a deep breath at the contact of his mouth on her burning skin. "Hmmm" she hummed in approval which only urged him on. He moved his head further down sticking out his tongue and giving her opening a long leisurely lick making her shudder beneath him.

Looking up to her face from his position he could see the points of her perky breasts and her heavy lidded eyes gazing back at him. Keeping his gaze fixed on her he proceeded to lick the lips of her moist cunt, teasing her with each flicker. "Fuck you," she seethed, her impatience once again boiling to the surface.

"You can in a second," he baited causing her to glare at him in return. If she wasn't so horny he knew she would have kicked or punched him. Attempting to appease her irritation, he plunged his tongue within her tight folds. Gripping the back of her thighs he buried his tongue deeper and deeper in her tight hole. She writhed and wriggled at the action moaning incoherently. Although he loved hearing the sounds she made for him, he didn't want the whole house to hear. "Shhh wolf girl, your family will think I'm murdering you with the howls you're making."

Nodding, she put her fist in her mouth to dull down the roar escaping her lips. Getting up on his knees he grabbed her free hand and used her long fingers to stroke the pink flesh. "I want to watch you touch yourself," he breathed heavily. Complying without complaint she began running her fingers up and down her sex. She had removed the fist from her mouth and was biting her lip as she sunk one of her fingers into her dripping crevice. She continued to pump her finger in and out slowly but then gradually increasing the pace.

He began unbuckling his jeans not tearing his eyes away from the amazing sight of Arya pleasuring herself. Fumbling like an idiot to removed his pants he toppled over landing with a loud thud on the ground. "Fucking hell," he chastised himself. Arya peered over the side of the bed at him, an amused looked on her face.

"Geez Gen, you'd think it was your first time," she laughed.

"Well aren't we the expert now," he retorted. He hastily pushed down his pants pulling his underwear with it and allowing his cock to jolt out in triumph. Her eyes filled with lust at the sight. "I don't remember telling you to stop," he stated looking at her naked clit. Moving back to the bed, he lingered above her and watched as she continued to touch herself. As she inserted a second finger he moved his head back down to her sex, spreading her legs apart to allow him better access. He drove his tongue in where her fingers were, causing her to buck up against him. "You like that do you?" he asked in between licking.

"Ah ha" she mumbled. She was pumping her fingers in and out faster now and he could tell by her panting and whimpering that she was getting close. He inserted one of his fingers along with her two and continued to suck and lick at her pussy. Slowly moving his hand up her stomach he grabbed one of her breasts and kneaded it with urgency, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. He couldn't tell how long that moment lasted but it was the most intense experience he had ever felt and in a sudden burst of ecstasy he felt her release explode on his tongue.

He looked at her with fascination as he saw the little aftershocks of pleasure course through her body. Kissing his way back up to her face he began rubbing his hardness on the side of her thigh, craving the feeling the friction caused. "Are you ready for round two," he murmured.

"Always," she replied rolling her tongue along the nape of his neck. Her nimble hands worked their way down his body, her nails scraping at his skin. He took her mouth in his, the taste of her still fresh on his lips. This time it was her who won the battle, lashing her tongue in and out of his mouth. He pulled away as he felt one of her small hands wrap around his cock. Flipping them over he let Arya straddle him, loving the view of her breasts bouncing before him. She looked like a goddess and all the dramas of the day were forgotten. She licked her way down his toned torso before flicking over the tip of his penis.

She cocked her eyebrow at him before running her tongue up and down his shaft. It was his turn to grunt loudly in pleasure. "Shhh" she shot back. "We can't go waking all of Winterfell up with your howls," she mocked. Before he had a chance to respond she engulfed his member in her mouth. It was warm and wet and the way her tongue rolled over him made his eyes roll back into his head. Bobbing her head frantically up and down over him, Gendry moved one of his hands to weave in her long brown hair. Canting upwards he slowly fucked her mouth enjoying the sounds of pleasure she made. He was lost in the moment and on the verge of coming when he felt her mouth slip off his throbbing hard arousal.

"What! Why?" he whined.

"Just a bit of payback," she giggled before going back to work. It didn't take long for him to come. As soon as she wrapped her mouth back around his cock it only took a few more thrusts before he filled her mouth with his seed.

She crawled back over him letting her legs fall on either side of him rubbing her arousal against his. He was hard again in an instant. She closed her eyes and let his hardness slide in between her folds as she rocked her hips. She was getting slicker by the second and it was becoming all too much for him. He rudely flipped her over so she was on her back, the shock evident on her face. "What the fu-"

He cut her off by crashing his lips to hers. He needed her and he needed her now. He brought the tip of his shaft to the entrance of her mound and eased it in slowly. Her walls were still so tight around him and he began thrusting in and out of her feverishly. "Arya, Arya, Arya," he said over and over again like a mantra.

"Gendry, Gendry, Gendry" she countered like it was the only word she knew. Their bodies moulded into one as they moved against each other with urgent need. Both were drenched in sweat and panting hard as he continued to plunge his cock in and out of her tightness.

He lifted her back off the bed so he could capture one of her breasts with his teeth. Sucking and biting he pushed her thighs apart as far as they could go and pounded into her without regard. His release was coming close and he could feel her tight walls start to spasm around him. She was springing wildly against his movements their slick bodies slapping each other. Biting his shoulder hard, Gendry felt Arya's release burst from her body and in a matter of seconds he followed.

He kept himself upright, careful not to crash the full weight of his body on her. He was still inside her as he rested his forehead on hers, planting small kisses down the side of her face. Easing himself out of her he rolled to her side and pulled her into his arms. She nuzzled her body into his and he moved a hand to stroke her long tresses.

"Gen."

"Yea."

"I…I'm sorry about everything."

He looked at her with a puzzled look. "Sorry about what?"

"About all this mess. About…making things so difficult."

"You don't have anything to be sorry about Ar. None of it's your fault. Joff is a sick bastard and Cersei's a bitch."

"But–"

"No Arya," he interrupted. "I don't ever want to hear you blame yourself for what happened ok?"

"Ok," she nodded.

"C'mon we should go take a shower," he announced.

"Hey Gen."

"Yea Ar."

"My shower's not as big as yours but there's still plenty of room for the both of us if you're ready for round three," she grinned.

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