Lipstick on collar prompt from SapphireBlueJiyuu – Whether it be territory marking, adultery, or just them being too drunk. Hope I did your request justice! And happy reading :)

Gendry

His feet had a mind of their own, leading him in the direction of the brown haired, grey eyed girl he hadn't seen in over six years. His palms were sweaty and adrenalin rushing as he got closer to her. She seemed oblivious to his gaze on her and when he finally caught her eye she smiled at him before lunging at him and enveloping him in a tight embrace. "Gendry!" she shrieked as he felt her small form press up against his.

"Arry," he grinned returning her hold with equal fervour. A sense of relief washed over him as she looked up at him the way she used to before she left. His concern that her time away would change her crumbling in an instant. "It's good to see you again little miss."

She punched him in the arm lightly. "I'm not that little," she complained. "Well not as little as I was last time I saw you," she relented when she saw the amused look on his face. She was right, she wasn't a little girl anymore. The once gangly child had grown into a stunning young woman. She had curves that he could never imagine her ever having and she grew into her features. Her once horsey grin now sensual and thin lips now plump and ready for kissing. The rather red lipstick she had on didn't go un-noticed and he found himself staring at them more than he should.

"Well you're still tiny to me," he teased.

"No you're just freakishly tall," she bit back sounding like her old self. He noticed how the girls she had been talking to earlier had disappeared, leaving the two of them alone. "So how has life been treating you?" she asked genuinely.

"Not as exciting as yours no doubt," he shrugged. He didn't really like talking about himself and he was more interested in hearing about her. It didn't help that his focus was elsewhere. He tried not to look at the tight black dress she was wearing, or how her lean long legs were begging to be touched.

"Oh don't be boring," she chastised. "I've spent a large portion of the night talking about me and it would be good to hear about someone else for a change," she whined.

"That's because you are far more interesting than anyone else here." Oh Gods he was flirting with her! He was half expecting her to look at him with shock or slap him and walk away but she didn't. She just stood there and he noticed how her cheeks reddened a little. Was Arya Stark blushing? She dropped her gaze momentarily before flicking those startling grey eyes back at his blue.

"Well I happen to think you're very interesting," she replied with a smirk. He gulped, completely taken aback by her response. There was a glint of mischief in her eyes and he found his ability to form words stripped from him. He attempted to sputter something out but felt someone bump into him and saw those beautiful ponds of silver shift from him to the body next to him.

"Arya!" the voice exclaimed. He watched as a blonde haired man encased her in his arms. He was shorter than Gendry and nowhere near as built, but the way Arya's eyes lit up when she saw him made his stomach curdle.

"Ned!" she said clearly thrilled. He didn't know who this Ned person was but he didn't like the way his eyes looked over Arya with awe. He clenched his jaw and bundled his fists to the side. He was angry. The rage coursing through him at an alarming rate. He knew he would do something he would regret if he continued to watch the scene in front of him unfold. Without bothering to say his good-bye, he stalked off, making his way out into the fresh air. What the hell is wrong with you? He berated himself mentally. She was just talking to a guy and he had no right to feel or act the way he did. She was just a friend right? He sighed heavily taking in a deep breath to calm himself.

Arya

She could feel the butterflies in her stomach flutter all over the place. Her heart was racing and she was sure the others in the room were looking at her strangely as a result. She had bumped into a few girls she knew before she left home. Meera, Shireen and Arianne were just like she remembered and it was easy to fall into conversation with them. In the back of her mind however thoughts of a black haired and blue eyed boy never lost its hold. She had spotted him from the corner of her eye earlier on and felt her breath hitch when she saw him smile at someone. He was as perfect as she recalled. He was dressed simply in a white collared shirt with a grey V-neck sweater thrown over the top and jeans. You could still see the outline of his perfectly sculpted body underneath which had her mind racing. His hair was cut shorter now, no longer the shaggy mop he wore when they were younger, but his bright blue eyes only seemed to intensify with age.

"So Arya what were the boys in Braavos like?" Arianne asked bringing her out of her reverie.

"Tanned, often lathered in oil and very passionate," she smiled remembering her ex Jaqen. He was her first kiss and first real boyfriend. They ended on good terms, both parties agreeing that being friends was for the best.

"Yum," Arianne replied causing the others to erupt in laughter. Arya just rolled her eyes and shook her head before she felt someone's gaze bore into her. Tilting her head upwards she saw Gendry had somehow made his way over to her from across the room.

"Gendry!" she squealed with delight and threw herself at him. Her mind was screaming for her to stop. To play it cool and act nonchalantly about the whole thing, but her body had a different idea. He stood awkwardly for a second but soon his strong arms wrapped themselves around her, bringing their bodies closer so she could feel every bump and ripple of his body. She didn't even notice that the girls had made themselves scarce leaving the two of them alone in their corner of the room.

The mood between them suddenly changed. She noticed how his eyes would flicker down to her lips when they spoke and she silently thanked Sansa for picking that particular shade of red for her. He began flirting with her and she felt her cheeks flush. Is this really happening? Is Gendry fucking Waters really standing across from me, looking at my lips and flirting with me? She screamed internally. She dropped her gaze as a means to settle her nerves but was overcome with a sense of confidence that forced her to look back into those cerulean eyes.

Throwing all modesty aside she gave as good as she got and flirted right back. His reaction was priceless and she had to contain her laughter as he looked at her completely gobsmacked. She watched as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down and at how flustered he seemed to be. The silence between them only added to the sexual tension and just as he was about to speak she saw someone brush past him and grab hold of her. "Ned!" she said genuinely surprised to see her old friend. He had grown a lot taller than the last time she saw him but there was no doubting this was the same boy who used to follow her around. She knew he had feelings for her and judging by the look he gave her now those feelings were still present. It wasn't that she didn't find him attractive, she just saw him as too much of a friend.

"You look amazing as always," he murmured.

"Thanks," she said sheepishly. Being complimented on her looks was still something she wasn't totally comfortable with. "You look great too," she offered.

He just smiled. She looked behind him so she could introduce Ned to Gendry but saw his retreating form head for the doors. "Sorry Ned I'd love to chat but I've got to go grab my friend," she sputtered. She didn't give Ned a chance to respond, brushing past him and weaving in and out of the crowd of people. She didn't want to draw attention to herself by calling out his name so just followed him until they were both outside.

"Gendry!" she called out when they were finally alone. He turned to face her, the shock evident on his face.

Gendry

He turned as he heard a voice call out his name. To his surprise it was Arya. Her breath came out in an irregular pattern, as if she had just been running. "Arya, what are you doing here?" he asked genuinely confused by her presence.

"I…ummm…I don't know," she said truthfully. "I…guess I just wanted to keep talking."

"What about the other guy you were talking to? The blonde?" he questioned

"Ned?" she asked. "What about him?"

"You seemed pretty close," he mumbled. Visions of Ned and Arya filling his mind and making the fury in him resurface.

She looked at him incredulously. "Gendry…are you…are you jealous of Ned?"

His eyes widened and he was thankful it was dark so she couldn't see how red his face felt. "No!" he said far too quickly.

This only made her laugh. Normally he would have loved to be the cause of her laughter but when it was at his expense it only made him angrier. "Ned is just a friend," she said stepping closer to him. He could feel her breath on his chest and watched as her deft fingers crawled up his arm. He felt dizzy, their close proximity causing his mind and cock to stir.

"And what about me Arya? Am I just a friend?" he managed to choke out. He took another step closer to her causing her to gasp as their bodies made contact.

"What do you think?" she replied, pulling him down for a kiss. Her lips were soft against his when they moved in tandem. He stumbled back in an attempt to bring her closer than she already was and found himself perched up against a tree. Where the hell did that come from? He thought but was pulled from his thoughts when he felt her tongue invade his mouth. Their tongues struckeach other withequal forceboth parties relishing at the feel of the other. His hands found their way to her hips and hoisted her up so their faces were level. She broke contact briefly as she released a little yelp at the action but he captured her mouth with his soon after. Now that he knew what it felt like to kiss her he never wanted to stop and the little moans and whimpers she made only urged him to continue.

He felt her pull away from him and he growled in frustration at the loss of contact. "What are you-"He was cut off as he felt her trail kisses down his jaw and along the side of his neck. She nipped at the skin just behind his ear causing his hold on her to tighten. He let one of his hands trace the curve of her bottom and gave it a firm squeeze, delighted at the sounds she elicited. "Fuck!" he groaned as he felt her roll her hips. The friction making his already hard cock jump for joy.

He shifted their positions, pinning her petite frame against the trunk of the tree. The moonlight danced across her features, revealing her lust filled stare and dishevelled appearance. Her perfectly painted lips were now smudged with red and he could only imagine what state he would be in. Without breaking eye contact he brought one hand to the hem of the little black dress she wore. Sliding it up he revealed the simple black g-string she wore. "Jesus Arya," he grumbled as he fought the urge to rip off the thin fabric and fuck her hard against the tree.

"You like?" she breathed, her look a mixture of amusement and lust.

"Do you like?" he asked as he let his thumb ghost over the cloth separating him from her pussy. Her eyes closed and she let a soft moan escape her lips before nodding vigorously. He pushed her panties aside and let one of his fingers slide up and down her entrance. He already knew she was wet for him by the feel of the damp material, but he wasn't prepared for how warm and inviting she would be when he slipped his finger into her tight folds.

"Ohhh," she whined as he pushed it in and out. She gripped his shoulders for purchase, her nails digging in with each movement. A second finger joined the first and a third followed soon after. She was grinding her cunt against his hand, blue eyes never leaving grey as he watched her reach her peak. Her juices ran down his hand, her breathing hot and heavy as her chest heaved with each breath.

He slowly eased his fingers out of her, bringing each finger to his lips one by one. Sucking on them loudly to emphasise how wonderful she tasted to him. "You're delicious Arya," he whispered, causing her to shiver. "Will you let me taste you again?" he asked letting her feet drop to the ground. Her eyes widened but she nodded. He slowly dropped to his knees and pushed her dress up so it bunched around her waist. This time he rolled her underwear down her long lean legs. She stepped out of them and he tossed it to the side, not caring where it landed. "Beautiful," he murmured as her bare pussy was in his line of vision. He placed one hand on each of her thighs, pushing them apart slightly before burying his face between her legs. She was far sweeter at the source, her sweet tangy aroma surrounding him. She wound her fingers in his hair and he felt her nails scrape along his scalp as his tongue plunged deeper.

"Oh…Gendry…shit…fuck," she whimpered as her climax approached. He could feel her muscles contract as his tongue explored her tight cunt. "Please…Gendry," she pleaded, begging for her release to come. He joined a finger with his tongue as they prodded in and out of her. With a final flick to her nub, he felt her spasm around him, her arousal flowing freely into his eager mouth. He lapped at her juices hungrily before leaving fat wet kisses up her body. "That…that was amazing," she sighed when he finally came face to face with her.

Arya

She felt boneless. The things Gendry had done with his tongue and fingers left her breathless. Jaqen had been her first for everything, but nothing he did compared to what Gendry just did then. It didn't help that her senses were heightened by the fact they were out in the open. Anyone looking to find a breath of fresh air would certainly bump into them. "That…that was amazing," she found herself gasping as his face came level with hers.

"No you're fucking amazing," he replied, kissing her softly on the mouth. She could taste herself on him but it didn't deter her from turning it into something more passionate. She let her tongue slide into his mouth while one of her small hands clawed down his chest until it reached the opening of his jeans. Smiling into the kiss she undid his top button before sliding down the zipper. His bulge was barely contained in his briefs and she moaned as she felt it jump at her touch.

"You're so hard," she whispered. She let her fingers glide up and down the outline of his shaft before letting them creep under the fabric. His tip was already wet, the beads of pre-cum accumulating at the top. The skin was soft and silky and the hair surrounding his length wasn't course or wiry like Jaqen's. She reversed their positions so he was once again leaning against the tree. Biting at his neck, she lowered herself, peppering kisses down his fully clothed body. She lifted his shirt and jumper momentarily so she could let her tongue run down his toned abs and with nimble fingers pulled at his briefs to reveal his proud cock. She licked her lips before wrapping her mouth around his throbbing manhood. His sounds of pleasure gave her the reassurance she needed to continue. Taking in as much of him as she could she sucked and licked at him, one hand moving up and down and the other cupping his balls.

He fisted a handful of her hair as he gently canted his hips forward. She relaxed her throat and let him take control. His thrusts became more urgent and in a matter of minutes he was pounding into her, fucking her mouth with need. "Arya…I'm…I'm…gonna come," he tried to warn but she didn't pull away. She held her stance and after a few more pumps she felt the rush of warm, salty liquid fill her mouth. She swallowed the creamy fluid and licked up the remnants that remained. She could feel his legs shake and smiled that it was her doing. That familiar burn in her sex was re-ignited and she wanted nothing more than to have him impale her here and now.

On wobbly knees, she raised herself back up and kissed his jaw then the corner of his mouth. "You're pretty delicious yourself," she finally said. She rested her head on his chest, the steady drum of his heartbeat soothing to her ears.

He chuckled. "This is the best fucking night ever," his voice hoarse. "I was almost not going to come but then…I don't know I got a feeling that I should. Looks like fate's on my side for once."

"Well I'm glad you did," she said truthfully.

"Me too," he grinned. "So what next?" he asked stroking her hair.

"Umm…how about we go back to your place?" she said shyly. "It's just I'm getting cold out here in the open and I err…don't really want to go back home." She noticed how he swallowed hard again and she could feel his heart rate increase. "But if you don't-"

"No, I want!" he cut in. "I mean I would love that," he said more composed.

"Cool well I just have to grab my coat from the cloakroom."

"I don't think you should go in like that," he wiped the skin around her mouth to reveal smeared lipstick. "I'll go in and grab it. Just wait here, I'll be right back."

"But what about you? You've got it all over your face too."

He pulled out a handkerchief he had tucked in his pocket and wiped his face. "How about now?"

"All good," she smiled. She wondered if she should have told him about the lipstick on his collar but thought against it. She wanted to make sure any girls he passed along the way knew he was hers. Gendry was right things were definitely looking up, not just for him but for her also.

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