Game of Thrones: Trials of Marriage

Chapter 3 of my Game of Thrones story; enjoy.

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SweetImagination15: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it; yeah, that's pretty much it; to be honest she could've done so, but that wouldn't have helped Bran; it's his self-esteem that was the problem; Meera was trying to protect him from feeling worse about himself.
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it; yeah :)

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Girl Talk

Bran opened his eyes; he felt the warmth of Meera's body against him. It was the morning after his wedding, he sighed as he remember how he had been unable to consummate the marriage. Yet his wife had managed to work around it, without caused either of them to face questions from the others. He knew everybody would soon find out about the failure to consummate when the maids changed the sheets and saw no blood. So Meera had cut her hand and allowed the blood to drop onto the sheets; creating the illusion that they had consummated the previous night. He admired her for that, but he felt deeply ashamed that he hadn't been able to do what he was expected to do. He heard Meera mumble and shift before she also woke up and smiled at him.

"Morning." She greeted in her usual cheerful manner.

Bran smiled, feeling happier than ever before. "Morning Meera."

They kissed and Meera helped Bran sit up. They quickly got dressed; Meera in her usual breeches and tunic; Bran in his usual clothes too. Meera turned to Bran as he manuvered himself into his wheeled chair.

"I'll be going hunting now Bran; it'll likely be my last chance for some time." She explained. Bran nodded in understanding as she continued. "Looks like your house words are about to come true."

Bran agreed. "Yes; Winter is indeed coming."

So they left their room, Bran headed down to the main hall with Meera; after a quick meal Meera left to go hunting; Bran remained however eating with the rest of his family.

Later Bran was watching Robb and Theon in the practice yard. Jon had to return to the Wall before Winter truly set in; however it was clear that Meera's family would be stuck in Winterfell until Winter passed. As he sat watching them he overheard a conversation between two of the maids as they passed by.

"It's true, I just changed the sheets, there was blood there." She stated. "I don't know how the poor boy managed it; but he did."

The other maid seemed surprised. "So, they really consummated their marriage; well, that should please their families, to know that there is still a chance for them."

Bran smiled; he would have to tell Meera about what he overheard. Before long he got his chance as he saw Meera returning with her kills from the hunt. She came over and stopped next to him, she bent down and they kissed. She straightened up and Bran noted the kills she had.

"Good hunting?" He asked. Meera nodded happily.

"Yeah; so, how's things been going here."

Bran nodded. "Fine; oh, it…" He dropped his voice to a whispered. "It turns out your ruse worked."

Meera nodded. "I told you it would work."

They both turned their attention, relieved that they had got away with their ruse; Bran hoping he would be able to get over his feeling of inadequacy.

Some time later Meera found herself sitting with some of the other young women around Winterfell; including Sansa, Arya and Sansa's friend Jeyne Poole. Normally she would avoid such activities; they were too girly for her tastes. She knew Arya was the same but they sat their all the same. There was just random conversation; during which Meera turned to Arya.

"I can't believe we're stuck here." She said softly. "Did your mother insist on this?"

Arya shrugged. "I don't know; all I know is I've got nothing else to do so I might as well be here."

Meera sighed; however she turned when she heard Jeyne calling her name.

"Yes?" She asked, wondering what Jeyne wanted.

Jeyne was grinning widely; something that made Meera uncomfortable. "You've been wedded and bedded, just last night."

Meera nodded; feeling the heat rush to her cheeks. "Well; yes…why?"

"What's it like?"

Meera was startled by Jeyne's question; coming out of nowhere like it did. She was suddenly aware of all the other girls in the room watching her.

"Well I…" She began; thinking quickly and preparing to make something up.

However, before she could start Arya spoke up. "Oh please, Jeyne. There's no need for that; surely you can respect her privacy."

Jeyne simply scoffed.

"Arya; this should be interesting to you also; how are you gonna know what to do?" She countered.

While Arya turned away, Meera was certain she had seen the younger girls face got red. She also noted that Arya bit the corner of her bottom lip; something which Bran told her was a nervous habit his sister had.

Meera was still pondering Arya's strange behaviour when she realized Jeyne was waiting for an answer.

"Well?" The girl questioned; however once again Meera was saved.

This time it was Sansa who spoke up. "Actually Jeyne; Arya's right; at the very least, we shouldn't be asking her about her wedding night and what she and Bran did then."

That seemed to satisfy Jeyne but it didn't stop her; she only changed tactics.

Instead she turned to Sansa and asked her the question instead; adding another statement. "Given how you always seemed so flushed in the morning; Sandor must be pretty good in bed?"

Sansa's face went as red as her hair.

"Jeyne!" She cried scandalized; she then realized however that the attention was now on her.

Finally she sighed and shook her head.

"Okay; fine." She said at last. "But remember, this is between us, alright."

The girls all nodded; Jeyne smiled, watching her friend with rapt attention. Meera and Arya shared a glance but said nothing as Sansa began talking to them about her sex life; amazing them all with what she said. After the evening meal was over and everybody else was busy Arya snuck out of the castle. She moved quickly and quietly, praising Syrio's lessons which allowed her to move with stealth. She soon reached the forge and slipped inside. Gendry was lying in bed; awake and waiting for her.

"Hey Arry." He greeted softly. She smiled and climbed into the bed next to him.

They lay together with Gendry gently tracing nonsense patterns down her back with his finger. Finally she smiled and turned to him before whispering.

"I was hoping we could try something." She said, her face going red. "I heard from Sansa, something Sandor does when they're in bed together…"

Gendry's interest was piqued and he listened carefully.

Meanwhile; after leaving the room and attending the evening meal Jeyne was lost in thought. True she had started the conversation but she hadn't expect such frank sex talk, with Sansa blushed as she told her story, would affect her like this. She wasn't ready to give up her maidenhead until she was married, but still; she was curious as to feel the strange thrill sex apparently brought out in people. Luckily she felt she knew the right person to ask for help. Sure enough she found him; she had a crush on him but knew things would be rather complicated for them if she admitted it. Still this surely wouldn't be a problem.

"Theon." She said softly.

He turned and smiled his usual smirk. "How may I help you, fair lady?"

She shifted awkwardly and then explained about the conversation she had just had and her…issues.

"The problem is I…I don't want to…"

Theon seemed surprised by what she was saying but then his smirk returned. "Well; Sansa was right about one thing; there's than one way to do, many don't involve breaking your maidenhead; I should know, some might say I invented some of them."

Jeyne shook her head. "Theon please, this is serious."

Theon sighed and nodded. "Okay then; I get it…So you want my help, well gladly but…Where exactly do you think we could do this; kinda public here, don't think your rooms will be much better, or mine. Also what did you have in mind for us to do?"

Jeyne bit her lip, thinking about the terms Sansa had used and looked around for somewhere that would serve. Finally she got her answers.

"Behind the stables; I want you to show how…anal sex feels."

Theon smirked wider and began to follow her. "As you command my lady; but this isn't gonna be something we can brag about."

Jeyne didn't say a word; her determination to find out just how it felt was much stronger than any of her fears.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.