[A/N]: Thanks again to all those who took time to review and the new follows and favourites. Happy to see this get a positive response. As promised here is the prompt request by anon where Arya can't keep her hands off her dirty mechanic bf Gendry. Hope it's ok!

It was ten to six and his shift was almost over. Arya would be here soon to pick him up. It was a Monday night and that meant family dinner with the Starks. It was strange how easily they accepted their relationship. Catelyn was reluctant to begin with due to their age difference, but now she welcomed him with open arms. He slammed the hood of the last car he was working on down and began tidying up before closing. Walking over to the small bathroom used by staff he grumbled at his reflection. He would need to take a longer shower than normal. He was filthy, his skin covered in a mixture of sweat and car grease. He turned on the tap and lathered his hands in soap trying to get his black hands back to the natural tan they were at the start of the day.

"Hello?" he heard a familiar voice call out.

"In here," he bellowed in response. Turning off the tap he ripped at the paper towel roll to dry off his hands. He walked out to find a pristine looking Arya staring back at him. She looked amazing as always, wearing skin tight black jeans, a white fitted singlet and a patterned blue scarf that really brought out her quicksilver eyes. He licked his lips appreciating the view and would have loved nothing more than to run his hands greedily over her petite frame, but he knew she would have a fit if she got a single stain on her perfectly put together outfit. "You look nice," he smiled walking over to her and giving her a soft kiss. He made sure not to get his body too close, even though it was begging him to.

"Thanks…and you look…shiny," she smiled.

He looked at her confused and looked back down at his dishevelled appearance. "Shiny?" he questioned.

She nodded biting her lip and he saw something flicker in those grey eyes of hers. In an instant they had darkened. He knew that look. And then as if on cue her lips curved upwards into a smirk. Like she was planning something in that pretty little head of hers. She stalked towards him, carefully unwinding the scarf she had wrapped around her neck and placing it on a nearby bench. "Arya…what are you doing?"

"Nothing," she said innocently, flashing him a cheeky grin. "It's just getting so hot in here don't you think? And this scarf is so itchy." She continued.

He nodded slowly, swallowing hard as she got closer to him. He could smell her now. The fruity scent of her shampoo wafting up into his nostrils. It was a combination of apples, citrus and melon and he felt his eyes close as he took in the aroma. She always had this effect on him and his body was powerless against her. His eyes flew open as he felt her run one of her fingers up and down his arm. Starting at the top of his shoulder and making its way down to his wrist. She repeated the motion up and down and all he could do was watch, entranced by her movements. "Have I ever told you how much I love it when you're like this," she breathed. All he could do was shake his head. "Well I do," she finished.

He doesn't know who moved first but they were both tangled in each other's arms, her white singlet now covered in the dark car grease that covered his own body. He placed a firm hold on her arse, giving each cheek a playful squeeze and groaning at the feel of the flesh in his palms. "What about dinner?" he panted.

"I'll just tell mum and dad that I'm not feeling well," she shrugged before lunging at him again and letting their tongues dance that familiar dance. His hands wondered down to the base of her singlet, lifting it up over her head, momentarily breaking their kiss. She growled at that but her deft fingers made quick work of his own ratty shirt revealing his strong torso. "Fuck Gen," she gasped. "I don't ever want to see you with a shirt on ever again."

"Same goes for you milady," he countered before unhooking the clasps on the back of her bra to reveal her perfect breasts. Without hesitation his mouth latched on to her right nipple. Licking and sucking at the pink berry. She moved her hands to grip the back of his head, pushing him harder into her chest and moaning as his tongue teased her. Moving to her left nipple he repeated his previous actions but let one of his hands travel down to the top of her jeans. His clumsy fingers attempted to pop open the button so he could feel her warmth around his fingers but failed miserably.

Sensing his frustration, she removed her hands from their resting place on his head and made quick work of her jeans, peeling them off so she was only left in a black g-string. "Seven hells Arya," he growled. "Get over here now," he demanded. When it came to Arya nobody told her what to do, especially not him. But she had made an exception when it came to anything to do regarding sex. She happily obliged and sauntered back towards him. He grabbed her roughly and hoisted her up so her legs wrapped around his waist, before slanting his mouth over hers. Walking them towards one of the work benches he gave one of her cheeks a light slap, the sound echoing in the room and making his already hard staff jump with delight.

Placing her down on the cool surface he rubbed his fingers against the thin fabric of her underwear. Just as he predicted, she was sopping wet. "You're so fucking wet Ar," he grumbled before letting one of his fingers slip into her tight folds.

"Ohhhh," she cried as he pumped in and out of her in a slow and torturous manner. Her hips rocked against his hand, grinding into it for more friction. He sucked on her collarbone, making her whimper with need and proceeded to insert a second finger to join the first. "Gen…Gen…Gen," she panted over and over again as his fingers slipped in and out. His lips found hers again in a frantic kiss full of passion and lust, their tongues sliding against each other and exploring the others mouth. She tasted sweet but he wanted to taste something sweeter. Pulling away from her he kissed down her neck before bringing his face down to her sex. He ripped at her panties and threw the tattered material on the floor so her naked pussy was in full view. Removing his fingers, he sucked on them hungrily then spread her legs wider. "Oh God Gen, please," she begged. He smirked at her then stuck out his tongue so the tip of it lightly rolled over her centre. "Fuck!" she cried, as she threw her head back in pleasure. Taking that as a good sign he did it again, letting his whole tongue tease the lips of her clit.

"Delicious," he murmured before plunging his tongue deep inside her. He drank from her glistening sex as she rubbed her cunt against his face. He hadn't shaved in a couple of days and as a result had a light sprinkle of stubble. She didn't seem to mind though enjoying the sensations of the prickly substance on her tight pussy.

"Mooore…" she whined her body now covered in a sheen of sweat and marked with spots of car grease from where his body made contact with hers. He now knew what she meant when she said he looked shiny. He was looking at an equally shiny Arya and it made his cock throb. Unable to hold off any longer he all but tore his remaining clothes off, letting them fall to the floor on a heap. With his staff now free from restraint he rubbed the tip at her entrance, groaning as he let it slide up and down. "Pleeease Gen…pleeease," she begged.

He loved having this power over her and continued to tease her until he could see her frustration boil over. Easing himself into her, his cock was overcome by the tight, warm and wet sensation of her pussy. They moved in unison as he pounded furiously into her, her cries filling the room. He grunted with each thrust and watched as her pert breasts bounced with each movement. Taking one in his mouth she cursed as his teeth and tongue toyed with her nipple until it was hard. Her feet dug into his arse for purchase as she tried to bring their bodies even closer. The sound of their hips slapping only intensified his want for his fiery little girlfriend and he captured her mouth with his. He let her suck on his tongue and moved his thumb over her nub causing her to jerk and break the kiss. "Fuck!" she moaned as he kept rubbing and fucking her. He could feel her walls start to close up around his member and sucked at the spot just behind her ear to help her reach her climax. His tongue flicked at the sensitive spot and it didn't take long for her to hit her peak, clawing at the skin on his back in the process. He continued to slam into her, his own release at breaking point.

"Kiss me," he ordered as his cock drove deeper into her. She willingly obliged, letting her tongue slither into his mouth. She sucked on his tongue and he felt one of her small hands reach down to cup his balls. Her light touch was all it took to push him over the edge and he came inside her with her name spilling from his lips. She smiled at him after they caught their breaths.

"That was amazing," she panted. Her hair was in disarray and her face a pretty pink flush. In that moment he didn't think he had seen anything more beautiful. He stroked her cheek and she leaned into his touch.

"It's always amazing," he replied kissing her on the nose. "You're going to have to soak that singlet," he said pointing at the stained clothing on the floor.

She shrugged. "I'll just buy another one." She ran the tip of her finger along his shaft causing it to jut out in excitement. "Now are you ready for round two?"

"Always," he countered leaning in for another kiss. He loved Mondays.

I hope that was ok anon and as always reviews are awesome and more prompts are welcomed :)