Sansa
It was Valentines Day and it was the first real date that Sansa and Sandor would be going on since they had been bullied into dating. Not that Sansa had a problem with being with Sandor, she was over the moon, all the way to the stars of Orion's Belt and back. She was deliriously happy, but they had decided to not be to opened about their relationship. Sansa still had reservations about dating while the Joffery drama was still going on. But she could not turn her back on love and happiness with Sandor.
She sat in front of her vanity doing her hair. They were going to use the present that Sandor had given her for Christmas. They were going to stargaze in the observatory. It reminded her of the first time that she had realized she had feelings for Sandor. He was her Perseus and she was his Andromeda. She had had them matching necklaces made with the outlines of those constellations engraved on them. They had decided not to pay more then 20 bucks on presents. The necklaces had cost her fifty for both. She figured that 5 dollars over wouldn't be to bad.
She was so glad that she was not in her cast anymore. It still embarrassed her that the time they had kissed while watching Titanic she had bashed his head with it. This time when she kissed him she will be able to wrap her arms around his neck without giving him a concussion.
"Hey Sansa could you come give me some advice?" Arya was standing in the doorway in a bathrobe.
"What is it? I have to finish getting dressed myself."
"Well I need your expertise in a simple matter of what to wear."
Sansa sighed and walked out of her room and followed Arya into her room. Her sister closed the door. Sansa looked at the bed expecting to see outfits lined up for her to choose for Arya to wear. What she saw instead was different bras and underwear combos.
"Um Arya what is this?"
"I can't decide on what to wear. I want to be sexy and classy for Gendry. What do you think of this one?" Arya had ripped off her robe and stood before Sansa in a black lace push up bra with matching panties. There were stripes of red on the underwear. "I also have either thigh highs without a grater or with one." Arya held the choices up to have Sansa choose.
"Um, I like the purple one on the bed. Or the green one." Sansa looked at the garments on the bed. "Where did you get this stuff?"
"I got it with the money that I won betting on you and Sandor. I really should thank you. You are making my date with Gendry."
Sansa rolled her eyes and looked at the sizes of the different outfits. All of them still had tags on. There was one set that Sansa kept looking at. It was a red satin set with a push up bra and a pair of hip hugger panties. There was black lace on the trim. Sansa picked the bra and looked at the size.
"Hey do you think I could have these? It would look good with the outfit that I have picked out."
"Sure I see no reason why it shouldn't be worn. I think I will go with the see through purple one. I think I will just go with the thigh high without the garter. Now do you like this black dress or the red one?" Arya opened her closet.
Sansa had never seen the dresses before. They were both short and sexy. The red was strapless and the black had thin straps and looked tight. She wanted to ask if she could borrow the black dress, but she knew that Arya would probably wear that one.
"I think the red. It looks hot. And it is Valentine's Day. Red is the color of love." Sansa felt the marital it was sheer and slightly see through.
"I was thinking the same thing. Hey since I'm not wearing the black do you want to borrow it? And would you happen to have some shoes to go with the dress?" Arya had thrown her robe back on so she could walk into the hall.
Sansa scooped up the lingerie and the black dress and followed Arya to her room to make sure she didn't mess up her shoes. Sansa found a pair of 4 inch paten leather shoes that she knew would look good with the red dress. Arya thanked her and skipped out of the room to dress for her date.
Sansa looked at the new underwear then looked at what she was going to wear. Her bra looked to plain now compared to the one from Arya. Just plain black with no lace was not something that she felt would inspire lust in Sandor. Then she looked at the outfit that she had originally picked out. It was a tight pencil skirt and sweater. They were also not as sexy as the dress. She had not felt sexy in a long time so she decided that the day was today to feel sexy.
She put on the new underwear and felt like a goddess of lust. Then she slid into the silk dress. She had pulled the tags off when she got into them and was impressed that her sister had become such a thrifty shopper. They were all on sale and she was glad that her sister had used her head and had gotten so many cute clothes for cheap. The dress felt like it was made for her. She loved the feel of silk on her skin. She found a deep red half sweater as a cover. She looked in the mirror and she knew that she looked good. She got a pair of strappy sandal heels. Her legs are a little to long for the dress but she knew that Sandor would like it.
She walked out of her room and saw Arya walking out of her room as well. They both stopped and looked at one another. Sansa smiled and could not help but laugh at the fact that Arya had a large coat on to hide the fact that the dress was see through.
"Wow sis, you look good." Arya said when she saw her sister.
"You look good yourself." Sansa waited for Arya to come over to her and they walked down the stairs together.
Sandor and Gendry were both already there waiting for them. Their father was talking with them in the entryway. Sansa was glad that her father liked Sandor and that he was supportive of her relationship with him. All three men were laughing over something that Gendry had said. They had stopped talking when they heard the clink of the heels on the floor. Sandor and Gendry had had their backs to the stairs so when they turned around they got their first glimpse of the girls.
Sansa smiled as she saw how Sandors eyes lit up with lust and desire and hunger. She had left her clutch on the small table in the center of the room. She noticed that there were two arrangements of flowers on them. One was of wild flowers that Sansa knew were for Arya and the daises were for her. Sansa loved daises. They made her think of the sun and warmth and love. They were so simple yet so beautiful.
Arya and Gendry were talking to Ned and laughing together. Sandor walked over to her with a goofy smile on his lips. Sansa had a deep urge to make out with him right there in the entryway of her house, in front of her father all because of a smile.
"Wow. You look amazing." Sandor reached out his hand and she placed her small one with in his.
"Thank you. I borrowed this from Arya." Sansa looked down at her feet. She felt the blush creep to her cheeks thinking about what she had on under the dress. "I love the flowers. They are my favorite."
"I know."
"How? I never told you that they were."
"You told a story a few months ago about daisies from your childhood and how much you liked them. I remembered." Sandor rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand, smiling that goofy smile that she was finding so lust inspiring.
"Oh Sandor. You really are amazing. You know that right?" She leaned up on her toes and placed a quick peck on his lips.
The look on his face was priceless. Half shock half desire. She knew that her face now had a goofy smile stretched across it. They stood there looking into one another's eyes and were lost in their own world. Sansa was realizing that they let that happen quite often lately, but she didn't care. All that mattered was the Sandor was with her and she was happy.
There was a cough from behind them that broke their bubble. Ned was standing by the door looking at them, waiting for the two to leave on their date.
"Are you going to stand there all night and look at one another? I don't mind. I would just like to know if I can close the door."
"Sorry daddy. We are going now. I will be home at curfew." She gave her father a kiss on the cheek.
"I know you will darling. Have a good night. Sandor be careful with my daughter. No matter how old she gets she will always be my little girl." Ned shook Sandors hand.
"I understand sir." Sandor nodded a serious look on his face.
"Really daddy. Did you tell Gendry that?"
"I sure did. Now go have a good date night. I want you out of the house so I can go surprise your mother for Valentine's Day."
"To much information dad. We are leaving now." Sansa pulled Sandor out of the house. She gave a small shudder.
"Are you cold Sansa?" Sandor asked noticing her shaking.
"I'm not cold. I just remembered that my parents love each other and that means that they still have sex." She grimaced.
Sandor laughed at the look on her face as he opened the door for her.
Gendry
Gendry had put a lot of thought into what he was going to do with Arya on their first Valentine's Day as a couple. He knew that she was not the romantic type of girl, but he wanted to do something that she would see as romantic. So he had spent weeks looking for the right thing for them to do, then he found it. He was taking her to an art opening. He normally would not have liked it, but he was looking forward to it. The artist had used cars and their insides to make sculptures. Gendry loved anything to do with cars so he figured that he wouldn't get board at the art thing.
"So where are you taking me? Because you know that I have a plan on where we should go." Arya said from beside him in the car.
"We agreed that we would do the first part of the night with my date then at nine it would be your turn at being in control of the date." Gendry looked at her with a fake angry look on his face.
Arya laughed and slid along the bench seat to be right next to him. She buckled her seatbelt and he slid his arm around her. They drove to an out of the way section of the city where the art exhibit was being held. Arya looked at the shops on either side of the gallery with curiosity. They were in a part of town that Gendry would consider "trendy". It was not the place that he would normally be in, but for Arya he would be there. He held on to her hand as they walked into the art gallery.
He was watching her face when they entered. It had gone from suspicious to shocked to pleased in a matter of seconds. Gendry let his breath out and smiled down at her.
"Surprise." He whispered into her ear, placing a small kiss at the base of her neck.
"Gendry this is amazing. I didn't know that this was here. I love you Gendry so much. This is the best date ever." Aryas eyes were large as she looked around the large room of the sculptures made out of scraps of cars.
"I figured that you would like it. Let me take your coat and have them checked. I have a feeling that we will be here a while."
Arya wordlessly slipped out of her coat and Gendry gulped. She was in a red dress that hit her midway between her knee and hip. It was not to tight in the skirt, but hugged her chest like it was painted on. But the reason that he was unable to tear his eyes away from her was that when the light caught the dress just right it was see through.
"Maybe you should keep on your jacket." Gendry held it out for her to slip back into.
"What? Oh sure." Arya said distractedly.
He slipped her coat back on, then looked around to make sure no one else in the room had seen what she was wearing under her coat. She was sexy as hell and he was going to make sure no one got to see his sexy lover besides him.
"I'm going to check my coat and bring us some water." He told her.
"Okay. I will be right here." Arya stood in front of a twisted heap of metal that was both rusted and chromed. Gendry identified five different exhaust systems interwoven. It was an interesting piece but Gendry would not be able to just stand there and look at it with the look of devotion that Arya had on her face.
He walked to the back of the gallery to where the coat check was located. While he was standing in line he looked around, not at the art but at the people. Most of them were in their thirties and were talking in groups of three of four. He was surprised at the number of people that were there. He was so lost in thought of how strange people were that he didn't notice that someone behind him had cleared their throat to get his attention until he was being tapped on the shoulder.
"Excuse me my dear boy, but you wouldn't be Gendry Waters would you?" A bald man in outlandish colored clothing asked him.
"Um, yes I am Gendry Waters. Who wants to know?" Gendry eyes the man warily.
"I am an acquaintance of the lovely Miss Stark over there. I have heard quite a bit about you from another acquaintance that you and I share. Jaqen has mentioned you once or twice. I recognized you from his description and I wanted to introduce myself and give you a warning." The bald man's face was calm, but his eyes shouted something that Gendry could not identify.
"Okay. Who are you and what is the warning?" Gendry was becoming agitated more and more by the second.
"I am Varys. I own this and a few other galleries around town. I sell some of Jaqens paintings. I want to sell some of the lovely Miss Starks paintings as well, but alas she has refused to allow me that pleasure." Varys held out his hand for Gendry to shake.
Gendry did not want to place his hand in the strange mans before him, but he was not going to be rude to the owner of the gallery. For all he knew if he didn't shake hands with this creepy guy he would be thrown out. So he shook hands with Varys. Gendry tried to remove his hand quickly, but Varys was much stronger then he looked and held onto it in a vise like grip.
"Watch out dear boy. He has not given up. If anything this has just made him more determined to have her. Now I must go say hello to my other guests. If there is ever anything that you ever want just call on my services. I do more then just art. I help all struggling artists and I hear you and that band of yours would make a wonderful addition to my collection." Varys produced a business card from his sleeve and handed it to Gendry. "Use this any time for any reason. You intrigue me."
Gendry watched the strange man walk away from him. He looked down at the card in his hand. There was a large spider on the front of the card. He had seen that logo all over LA. For different bands, clothing, restaurants. Pretty much everything had a spider involved. He looked over to Arya. Varys was talking with her now. He noted that she had a smile on her face, but looked cautious of the guy. Gendry was glad that his little wolf was not fooled by the spiders compliments and flattery. He ended up not checking his coat or grabbing the water. He was to disturbed by what Varys had said about this nameless person not giving up. He had no idea what Varys was talking about.
He made his way over to Arya and all his worry flew out of his mind when she turned to him and smiled. Gods he loved her. She was the most amazing person he had ever known. She was everything that he had ever wanted. Arya was a mixture of iron and silk. Tough on the outside but sweet and loving when they were alone.
"I have never seen anything so captivating." She smiled at him then turned her eyes back to the sculpture in front of her.
"Not even me?" He wiggled his eyebrow at her and she swatted his arm.
"Only when you are naked beneath me. I love the way that your eyes go dark and you watch me."
He felt himself grow hard remembering the last time she had been on top during sex. She was like a goddess when they made love. No matter what they did she always had a way to surprise him. He sometimes forgot that she had come to him a virgin. She had become more adventurous with every week that they were together.
Last Tuesday she had completely shocked him. They were in the auto shop and working on Jon's car interior. They were in the backseat installing the seatbelts. The garage was humming with the others all around them. They were talking and joking when he noticed Arya get a look on her face that he recognized as her new experience face.
"Arya what are you thinking?" He had asked her.
"That I am tired of turning this screwdriver. I would rather be screwing you." She had leaned over and unbuckled his pants and zipped the zipper down.
She had snaked her hand into his pants pulled him free of his jeans. She slid to the floor and looked up at his with lust and desire shining in her eyes.
"Arya what the hell are you doing? We are surrounded by the auto shop in the middle of school! You can't be doing this." His words were stolen from him as he felt her tongue flick across the tip of his hard erect manhood.
He had sucked in his breath through his clenched teeth. He wildly looked out the window to make sure that no one was able to see what Arya was doing to him. He had looked down at Arya kneeling between his legs in the back of the car. Her dark head bobbed up and down on him. He closed his eyes and fought the urge to throw his head back with pleasure. He loved the way that her mouth worked around him and on him. She licked along the hardness that she was building. She was sucking and stroking him in ways that she had never done before. Then her mouth left his length and she took his balls into her mouth, still working on his pulsating erection. Gendry twisted his hand into her hair and came hard and fast.
"Oh holy fucking shit Arya. What was that for?" He had panted.
She looked at him, wiping his seed off her hands and her cleavage that he had shot onto. There was a smile on her face that was so huge that he was frightened of what she was going to say.
"I wanted to see if we could do that and not get caught. Plus I like how freaked out your face got. You looked so scared, I couldn't resist."
He was watching her at the gallery thinking back on that day and he had a sudden urge to pay her back. He smiled and licked his lips and said in a husky voice that he knew drove her wild, "I think it is time that we left."
Arya jolted and looked at him ready to argue when she took in his dark eyes and the possessive way that he was touching the small of her back.
"Um, okay. Yeah let's get out of here." She took his hand and they bolted out of the door as fast as they could without running.
Jaqen
He had come up with an idea to be able to follow Arya on her date with that interloper without arousing suspicion. He had asked a girl out on a date. He couldn't remember her name, but she was there with him as they went into the gallery that Gendry had taken Arya.
He had watched with hungry eyes when Gendry had taken off her coat and he drank in how her dress was see-through. He was in lust and his body was shaking with need to have her.
"So what about this one?" The twit beside him had asked yet again as they looked at something involving mirrors and paint.
"This one is nice." He didn't even look at what she was talking about.
"Jaqen what are you looking at?" His date looked to where he was staring.
"Something beautiful and fascinating." Jaqen tore his eyes away from Arya when the Bull had put Aryas jacket back on her. He smirked because he knew that the Bull did not want anyone else to look at his prize.
"That thing made of the rusty and shiny parts? It is nice I guess." The girl shrugged and moved on to look at something in the back of the gallery. Jaqen followed her but still kept an eye on Arya.
He watched as Gendry walked away. He did not care what that insignificant boy did. He only had eyes for Arya. He was slightly disappointed that she had not even noticed him. Then he noted that she had not taken her eyes off of the sculpture in front of her. He loved that she loved art the same way that he did. It was the thing that bonded them together in a way that she would never be connected to Gendry.
He was so involved in watching Arya and the way that she would tilt her head to the side as she looked at the sculpture from every angle that he didn't see Varys until he was directly in front of him.
"Why if it isn't my favorite artist. I have not received anything from you in weeks." Varys said in a dry voice.
Jaqen had to blink rapidly. He had been to focused on Arya for so long on the other side of the room for so long that his eyes refused to focus on anything else.
"Varys. Nice to see you too. I have been busy."
"You only have a month before you leave for school in the East. Have you been painting?"
"Yes. But they are not for sale. I am keeping them." Jaqen kept his eyes trained on Arya. She was still absorbed in front of the sculpture.
"I see. You know she is with Gendry. They are here together. I know that they are in love with one another. There is no room for you. Move on boy." Varys let his voice get soft and deadly.
Jaqen had noticed that Varys had become disenchanted in his schemes to win Arya over. Varys had stopped giving him hints on what to do and how to do things. Jaqen noticed that over the last few months Varys had become protective of the lovely girl. When Jaqen was following Arya around Varys would show up and interrupt his watching. He had lost her that way three times in the last week because of his patron.
"You should stay out of this Varys. It is no concern of yours. You have no idea of what is going on with us. We are still close. She and I are friends, we have a connection that we cannot ignore. There is something that is drawing us together. She is not meant to be with Gendry. She is meant to be with me." Jaqen had taken his eyes off Arya to look at Varys.
He watched as Varys' eyes grew large as he watched the once level headed talented young man before him change into an obsessed predator. Jaqen felt that way sometimes as well. When he was following Arya he had developed an animal like grace that he had always had, but had perfected as he stalked the girl of his dreams. Varys shivered and looked him deep in the eyes.
"Do not do anything stupid Jaqen. You have your whole life in front of you and an amazing opportunity with your art. Do not throw that away for some girl. Arya is amazing, but not the only thing in the world that matters." Varys was pleading with him to walk away from his love.
"You are wrong. Arya is the only thing that matters. She is everything." Jaqen turned his back on Varys. He went back to watching the object of his desire.
He stood there watching them until they left. They both had matching looks of lust and he knew that they were going go to go somewhere to have sex. The thought of Gendry rutting into Arya like an animal made his blood boil. His date walked over to him and smiled at him. He ignored her and continued to watch as Arya and Gendry headed out of the gallery and slid into his car. Arya had grabbed his neck kissed him in a vulgure way that made Jaqen clench his fist and shake.
"Jaqen are you alright?" His date asked, placing her hand on his arm.
He shook his anger off and looked at the girl beside him.
"Yes I am okay. We have been here long enough. Why don't we go have dinner?" He smiled at her and held out his arm. He decided that it was better to continue to be nice to the girl beside him to use as a cover. She smiled up at him and they walked out of the gallery.
Bran
Bran had been thinking about Meera in a different way for the last month since he started his treatment for his tumor. He had started to think of her as not just as a friend, but as a beautiful girl that he wanted to get to know in a different way. He had realized that he had fallen for her. His best friend's sister. He had told Jojen his feelings and he had given his friend his blessing to go out with his sister, but Bran had not gotten up the courage to confess his feelings to her.
He was at home on Valentine's Day working on homework when he got a strange feeling. He had a feeling that he had to call her and make his move soon, before it was to late.
He picked up his phone and called Meera.
"Hello?"
"Meera, its Bran. I have a question." Bran had broken out in a cold sweat.
"Bran? Is everything okay? This sort of not the best time for me. I'm out on a date." Meera said.
Bran felt his stomach fall. She was on a date, of course she was. It was Valentine's Day. She was very beautiful and popular in the theater group. He should have known that she would not be alone on a day like this.
"Oh it's nothing Meera. We can talk later. Have fun on your date." Bran tried to not let how sad he felt intrude into his voice.
"Alright. Should I call you later tonight?" Meera sounded concerned. She was probably thinking it had something to do with his illness.
"No. It can wait till tomorrow. Go have fun. It can wait. Honest." Bran said his goodbyes and hung up the phone.
He decided to call Theon. Out of all his brothers Theon was the one who told the truth when it came to girls.
"Hello?!" Theons voice was drowned out by the boom boom boom of base and music in the back ground.
"Theon its Bran. Is it a bad time? I need some advice on a problem that I am having with a girl." Bran said to his brother.
"What? I can't really hear you. You have a problem with a girl? Did you get one pregnant? Is that the problem?" Theon shouted into the phone.
"No not that kind of problem. The girl that I like is older and is on a date right now, and she happens so be one of my best friend here. What do I do Theon?" Bran whined into the phone.
"Well little bro there is not much that I can tell you. If you think that this girl likes you then tell her. If you want to mess up your friendship tell her. But if you are not sure then keep it quiet till things become clearer. I know that it sucks buddy, but something's are not easy." Theon was always more truthful then he should be.
"Really Theon? That's the advice that you give your kid brother with a tumor in his brain? Wait and see?"
"If you wanted to have a light optimistic fluffy answer you would have called Jon or Robb. You called me for the truth. Now you can either grow a pair and hope that this girl likes you back, despite the fact that she is older and on a date or you can keep quiet and continue to be her friend. It is up to you kid. That is all I have to say on the matter." Theon was so matter of fact that it Bran had to take his word for what he should do.
"Okay thanks Theon. I guess I have a lot to think about." Bran sighed.
"Okay. Bye kid." Theon hung up the phone.
Bran sat back and tried to think of what his brother had said. Did he really want to destroy his friendship with Meera? What did he really know about this date that she was on? Nothing. He knew nothing. But the real question was did he want to take the leap and change their lives or keep them the way that they were, stuck in the friend zone?
Myrcella
Aegon had talked her into staying home and watching a movie for their date, but she had really wanted ice cream so they had left her house to go get a bowl before getting their snuggle on back at her house.
"This better be the best ice cream in the world Cella. And you better make it up to me." Aegon flicked his eyes over to Tommen sitting in the back seat of one of her fathers cars.
"I will honey. I have it all planned out. I love you." She gave his leg a squeeze.
"I love you too. If I didn't I would not be here taking you and your kid brother for ice cream when I could be getting some." Aegon placed his hand on top of hers. They smiled at each other. Tommen made a gagging sound in the backseat and the two in front of the car laughed. "What is the matter Tommy? Not used to public display of affection?"
"No. It's just so gross to see you act like love sick weirdoes." Tommen said and Myrcella and Aegon laughed even harder.
"Don't worry kid. Someday you will fall in love and know what it is that I am feeling for your sister." Aegon looked in the rear view mirror.
Myrcella noticed that he kept his eyes in the mirror longer then needed. She looked behind them and noticed a dark colored car following them. She tried to see who was driving, but they were to far back and she was not able to see who it was. She got a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. It had to be Joffery. He was still angry at Aegon for blowing up his car, not that he could prove that Aegon had a hand in it. She just hoped that he was not following them and causes a scene.
They pulled into the ice cream parlor and walked from the car into the shop. The car that was following them pulled into the parking lot across the street. It was still to dark to see who was driving, but she knew that it was someone watching for her. She was nervous. She held onto Aegons hand as they walked a little tighter then she should have, but her nerves were over riding her common sense.
"Cella calm down. You are starting to make Tommen worried." Aegon whispered in her ear as they stood in line to order their ice cream.
"I am not trying to act differently, but that car has me on edge. I just know that they are here for me and Tommen." Myrcellas eyes were large and frightened. She had a feeling that they were in danger.
"Hey Myrcella can I have the Deluxe Banana Split with extra sprinkled?" Tommen's innocent voice intruded on her brooding of danger.
"Sure thing kid. You can have whatever you want." Aegon smiled at Tommen.
"You are the best Aegon. You should marry Myrcella so you can be my real big brother." Tommen gave Aegon a hug.
Myrcellas cheeks turned pink and Aegon looked like he had swallowed his tongue.
"It's a little to early to talk about weddings Tommy. There is no way that we are getting married yet. I haven't even finished high school. I want to go to college too, so if someday Argon wants to get married he is going to have to wait for a long time. But you have a pretty cool big brother. Remember?"
"Joffery is not cool Cella. He is scary." Tommen shuddered.
"Not Joffery silly goose. Gendry!" Cella smiled at her little brother.
"Oh yeah. I forgot about him being our brother now. He is so cool. Well now that he is in our family I guess that you don't have to marry Aegon now that we have Gendry." They all chuckled as they walked up to the counter and ordered their sundaes.
They made it to booth and were all talking and joking with one another as they are their ice cream. Myrcella had forgotten about the mysterious car and the bad feeling that it had been giving her. That all changed when her mother walked in to the ice cream shop. Cersie was clearly intoxicated and very angry. She stumbled over to their table and looked down at her son and daughter. They sat there and looked at her with fear naked on their faces. They knew what she was capable of and were afraid that she would explode right there in the shop.
"Well well well. Don't you three look happy?" Cersie slurred.
"Mom, this is not the place." Myrcella said, trying to keep the panic out of her voice.
"Do not tell me that this is not the place you little bitch. If it was not for you I would have my son with me." Cersie spat.
"Mrs. Baratheon this is not the time or the place. We are just trying to enjoy our ice cream and have a good time. I am sure that we can arrange a time and a place for you to talk to your children." Aegon said in a clam soothing tone of voice.
Cersie turned on him then. "You stay out of this you mother fucker. You are the reason that she is nothing more then a whore." Cersie's hand started fly back to hit Aegon.
Just then Jamie walked in and stopped Cersie from slapping Aegon.
"No wonder your kids don't want to be with you. You are nothing but an abusive bitch and a drunk." Aegon spat as he wrapped his arms around the crying Myrcella and Tommen. "I can also see where Joffery learned it from. To beat on the small and weak."
"Watch what you say boy. Cersie is sick right now. She wants her children. You are doing nothing but making things worse." Jamie said in a cool calm tone.
"Uncle Jamie can you please get her out? She is causing a scene and people are watching." Myrcella said her voice thick with tears.
Jamie looked at his niece and she saw tears gleaning in his eyes. She finally realized that he was as tormented by her mother as she was. But unlike her Jamie had never walked away from Cersie. He had always stood by her and always would.
"She just wants to see you Myrcella. You and Tommy cannot avoid her forever."
"We are not avoiding her. Tommen and I choose not to see her. She has lied and hurt us for to many years. If she chooses to change like father then we would make an effort to see her." Myrcella told her uncle who held onto her sobbing mother. Myrcella knew that her mother could hear what she was saying. She knew that her mother would either take what she had to say to heart or ignore it.
"It is time that we leave here. Come on Cersie. Myrcella has been very clear with the conditions for being able to see her and Tommen. We will work on it. We will show her that you are a good person again." Jamie was saying, but Myrcella felt like he was saying this to himself more then to Cersie.
"I love you mommy, but you scare me." Tommen's small voice said from the side of Aegon. Cersie and Myrcella both started to cry again. They waited until Cersie and Jamie walked out and were no longer visible from the window.
Aegon lead the brother and sister from the ice cream shop to their car. They drove back to the Red Keep without saying a word. Tommen said that he wanted to be alone when they got to the house and he walked to his room. Myrcella lead Aegon to her room and they lay on her bed and he held her as she cried. When she had no more tears for her mother they just laid there with their arms around one another.
"You are an amazing woman My Cella and I am so proud of you." Aegon wiped the hair off her face. He placed a tender kiss on her lips. She sighed into his lips and molded her body to his. She rested her head on his and she enjoyed the love that was radiating off his body and let it soak into her.
"I would not know what I would do without you. You make all this bad shit not seem so bad. I am glad that you picked me." She snuggled into his body a little more.
"I am a huge idiot. You were there the whole time, but I never saw you. I am glad that I have finally opened my eyes and saw you. Hot Pie says that we are perfect for each other. We will make the perfect blond spawn as he calls them." His arms tightened around her.
"Blond spawn? Hot Pie always knows what to say." She chuckled with him.
They spent the rest of the evening together on her bed in her room laughing and talking and making out. There was no fuss or stress after that. They just bonded closer together. She felt so blessed to have him love her and to love him in return. She fell asleep in his arms and when he had to leave for the night Aegon gave her one last kiss and whispered that she was the whole world to him. She smiled in her sleep and clung to the pillow that replaced him in her arms.
It might not have started out as the Valentines date that she wanted or envisioned, but it meant more to her that he had stayed by her in the good times and the bad. She had never had real love in her life until he came into it. He was not the only one that had been blind, she had been too. She was so glad that they were now both able to see how special and important they were to one another. For the first night in as long as she remembered she went to sleep at peace and slept through the night.
Sandor
He had not been able to take his eyes away from Sansa since the first moment that he had seen her at the Stark house. She was breath taking. He was so shocked that she was now going on a date with him, that she liked him. That after everything that she went through she was still able to trust him and let him be close to her. They were in the car driving up to the observatory for their date. She knew that they were going to be there, but she had no idea that they were having a romantic dinner there as well under the simulated stars, complete with a string quartet and a first rate meal.
"I have a small gift for you." Sansas sweet voice floated over to him.
"You do?" He was surprised that she really got him a gift. They had discussed exchanging gifts, but he had figured that she was not serious about it. He had gotten her the flowers as her gift. She knew that she liked them.
"Yes I do. I hope that you like it. Do you want it now, or at the observatory?"
"The observatory. I have a surprise there for you." Sandor smiled at Sansa and reached his hand out to hold hers for the remainder of the drive. Her hand was so small and warm. He would have been content to just sit there with her in the car and hold her hand the entire night.
They pulled into the parking lot and the path was lit with dozens of candles burning to show them the way. Candles continued to light their path into the observatory and there were different members of the staff there to open their doors and smile at them. Sansa had made a small intake of breath at the splendor of what he had created for her. His large hand was still clasped in her small one.
When they reached the main room where the star show was shown the owner of the observatory led them to the table that they would be having dinner at. Not only was there lights that looked like stars lighting the large space, but dozens of candles were as well. Sandor knew that Sansa was shocked by the sight that met them. She slowed down do soak all the beauty in and Sandor watched it all pass over her face.
"Sandor this is amazing. How did you do this?" Sansa asked.
"Not only do I work here, but my family had been one of the sponsors for many many years. We may not have a lot of money, but what we have we use well." Sandor shrugged.
"It is amazing." Sansa said as Sandor pulled out the chair for her to sit at the table.
Sandor sat across from her and they just looked around the beauty of the place. The soft muted light of the candles accented the romantic aspect of the giant room that they were in. The string quartet started playing as they were sitting there looking up at the ceiling. Then the salad arrived. Sansa gave a smile as she started eating.
Sandor had planned the meal for them with the things that he knew that Sansa liked. Salad, grilled cheese and stake fries with cinnamon rolls for desert. It was all simple food, but all food that she loved. As they ate they talked about what they wanted to do with their lives once they were no longer in high school.
"I think that I want to work with people who have been abused or traumatized." Sansa was saying as they talked about the feature. "I had not ever thought that counseling people would have been something that I would want to do a few months ago, but after everything that happened with Joffery and seeing a counselor myself now I feel like I will be able to help people."
"You would be very good at that Sansa. You have a huge heart and I know that you have helped me since the first time that I met you blocking my way into that party thrown for your family. I used to be the Dog or the Hound and do whatever I was told. But then I met you and you made me want to defend someone for the first time in my life. I have not beat up, intimidated or bullied anyone since you came into my life."
Sansa reached across the table and took his hand in his. She gave a small pull on his hand and leaned up in her chair. Sandor mirrored her movements and their lips met across the table. It was their first kiss that they had shared without having to hide or be guilty about. It was soft and sweet and everything that Sandor had dreamed it would be. They broke from their kiss and Sandor had his breath catch at how beautiful Sansa looked when she blushed in candle light.
When their meal was over Sansa slid a box across the table to him. He opened it and was surprised to see a medallion that looked like a dog tag. He pulled it out and saw that the constellation of Perseus was engraved on the metal. He held it in his hand and just looked at it.
"Do you like it?" Sansas voice whispered across the small table.
"I do like it. I really do. But he is missing his Andromeda." He looked over at Sansa and finally noticed that she had a small box clasped in her hand as well.
"I have her here." Sansa pulled out the matching medallion.
"Do you need me to put it on you?" Sandor's voice was soft as he looked into Sansas eyes.
"Yes please." Sansa breathed out her reply.
He got up from the table and walked around to stand behind Sansa. His hands were trembling as he took the necklace gently between his large fingers. He swiped her hair away from her neck and she felt a shiver run through her at this touch. He draped the new necklace around her neck. Before he let her hair fall back he bent down and placed a small kiss on the back of her neck. Sansa let a moan escape her as his warm lips rested on her sensitive skin.
The music from the string quartet wafted to them and Sandor remembered that they were not alone. He let the curtain of her hair fall back into place and returned to his seat. Their meal now over the table was cleared and they were lead to the reclining chairs so they could look at the ceiling to watch the star show.
The automated star show started to swirled above them. They watched as the Milky Way danced and shined above them. Sometime during the show Sansa had decided that her chair was not good enough for her so she slid into his and she laid on his, her head on his broad chest his arm around her waist. When the constellations of Perseus and Andromeda appeared in the sky Sansa snuggled into him and placed a kiss on his neck. Sandor traced his hand up and down her back. His hand slid up under the cover that she had slipped on. The exposed skin on her back was soft and warm. Sandor traced the constellations on her back and loved how each stroke of his hand on her back made her shiver with delight.
Sansa finally could not take it anymore and leaned up on her elbows and pressed her mouth to his. She was aggressive and demanding. Sansa ended up straddling Sandor and he watched her hungrily as her dress rose up to expose the pale soft flesh of her thighs. Sandor placed his hands on her thighs and marveled that they were even softer then they looked. He gulped for air as she leaned back down and claimed his lips again. His fingers massaged her legs while Sansas hands snuck into his hair. Sansa ground herself into his where their pelvises were fused. Sandors growing desire threatened to burst from the prison of his pants. He desperately wanted to burry himself into her soft flesh and make love to her, but they had agreed to move slow.
He let one of his hands slide from her back to the top of her chest. He traced his hand softly on the exposed part of her milky globes. Sansa whimpered at his heated touch worked her thigh and breast at t e same time as they kissed. She wanted more so she helped his hand slide inside the tight black material of her dress and inside her bra. Sandor found her already erect nipple and he gently tugged at it to expose it to the air.
Sandor broke from their kiss and attacked her red nipple with hunger. His tongue explored the soft tender skin of her breast. Sansa was holding onto his head not allowing his mouth to break contact with her tender flesh. Sansas breath was coming out with soft pants and her back was arched in bliss. Sandor could hardly contain himself, but he would for her. She continued to writhe and grind herself into him. Her hips were making small nudging motions against him, making his hand that was still attached to her thigh move closer and closer to her heated center.
"Oh touch me Sandor. Touch me." Sansa whimpered as his hand brushed the fabric of her panties in one of her desperate hip movements.
Sandor broke his mouth contact from her even redder nipple then it had been before he started. He kept his hands still where they were. He was afraid that if he broke contact with her body she would change her mind.
"Really? You want me to touch you? Here?" His hand brushed the front of her panties with his palm. He was surprised to find trhat they were already wet with her lust and desire.
"Yes" She growled. "More. I want more Sandor. Touch me!"
That was the last straw for Sandor. He pulled her mouth back to his and slid his finger past the thin fabric that was protecting her sex. He found her slit and he slid his finger into her. Her body shook and rocked, but she never broke contact with his mouth. He started to pump his finger in and out of her and his thumb found the bud of her clit, rubbing it in small circles as he slid his finger in and out of her.
"More." She murmured into his mouth.
Sandor slid another finger into her. Now she had two of his large fingers buried inside her. She started to hitch her hips with the rhythm of his thrusts of his hand. She was quivering and shaking above him and he knew that he was close to making her come. He worked her header and faster, pumping his hand and circling her clit. He felt her clench around his fingers and her body went ridged for a few seconds before she collapsed on top of him in bliss.
She peppered his neck with small kisses and snuggled her body closer into him. She was sitting on top of his large proof of his desire for her.
"I have never felt like that before. Is it sad for me to admit that you are my first real orgasm?" She giggled into his neck.
"No sweet. It is not weird. Most guys don't know how to make a girl come." He stroked her back.
"Do you want me to, you know, do something to you?" She asked in a shy fashion.
"No sweet. It's okay. You don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I don't want to pressure you into something that you are not ready for." He continued to stroke her back.
"I want to really I do. I just don't think I can yet." She admitted.
"It is fine love." He reassured her once again.
"What did I do to get you? You are the kindest, sweetest most considerate person that I know."
"Just don't go broadcasting that around. I have a reputation to protect." They both laughed as they shared the chair and watched as the stars swirled above them.
Arya
The part of the date to the art gallery was so amazing. Gendry had done something that she had loved and she was eager to show him that she appreciated his effort to give her the best date she had ever had. Arya had planned on getting a room at one of the hotels in town and have them order room service and eating it from bed.
"So we need to take the next right into down town." She said directing him to where they were having the rest of their date.
"Down town huh?" Gendry turned on his blinker and took the turn. They drove until they got to the front of the hotel that Arya had decided to use.
It was an old grand place that she had seen in a movie when she was growing up and she had always wanted to go there. They pulled up to the front of the place and someone came to open the door of the car.
Arya slid out of the seat and Gendry followed her. They walked hand and hand into the warm interior of the hotel and it was if they had stepped back in time to the 1920's. Arya smiled as she sauntered up to the desk. She slipped out of her jacket and rested it on her arm. She smiled as Gendrys Adams Apple bobbed drinking in the sight of her see through dress. The man behind the check in counter smiled as he looked up from the registration book. His eyes roamed over her body and Gendry put his arm firmly around her.
"How can I help you this evening?" The man asked.
"We have a reservation. Under Stark." Arya fished a credit card out of her small clutch.
"Oh yes we have it here. You are in the tower room." The desk man snapped his fingers and another young man appeared. "Please take the young couple to their room."
They followed the bellboy to an old caged elevator and Arya was sure that the desk man was watching her ass. Gendry was scowling the whole way and she couldn't help but chuckle at his protectiveness.
"So what do you think of my half of the date?" She asked as they walked down the hallway. Her hand was in his and she smiled a sensual smile at him.
"I thought that we were going to have dinner, not go to a hotel and get a room."
"Oh we are going to have dinner lovey. Just wait a little while longer." She slipped her hand into his pocket and tickled the bits of him that she could reach from that position.
He grabbed her wrist and looked at the bellboy. He shook her head and she continued to flex her fingers in his pocket. She just continues to give him a "I-don't-care-who's-watching" smile.
"Here is the tower. If you need anything do not be afraid to call down to room service. Have a good night." The bellboy tipped his hat and walked away from the love birds.
They walked into the room and both stopped dead. The room was round with a large bed surrounded by mirrors, an entire wall of windows that looked out over the city and living room area and dining room table as well. Arya stepped away from Gendry to look for the bathroom. It had a large jet filled tub in it as well as a standing steam shower with many shower heads that surrounded the room.
"Arya this room is way to much. It must be costing you a shit load of money. Tell me how much and I will pay half."
"Don't worry Gendry. I put it on Robb's credit card. I stole it from his wallet at Christmas and was saving it for a special occasion." She winked at him.
"You are way to mischievous Arya Stark. Do you know that?" He walked over to her and swung her up into his arms. Her legs snaked around his lean waist and she pressed her lips to his.
"I love you, you stupid fool."
"I love you too. But I am really really hungry. Where is my food my lady?"
She slid off of him allowing her dress to ride up her thighs and expose the tops of her stalking's.
"You want food? Alright. Why is it that men are ruled by two things? Their cocks and their stomachs?" She went to retrieve the menu and looked it over. Gendry kept reaching for it to pick out something form it to eat but she kept it just out of his reach. "Will you let me look first? I am the one footing the bill here."
"God you are a pain in the ass sometimes. Now stop messing around. I am hungry!" He lunged for the menu and they tumbled onto the bed together. They became distracted and forgot all about food as they rolled and kissed around on the king size bed. "Now I really am starving."
Arya snatched the phone and the menu and ordered strawberries and whipped cream and chocolate sauce. And as an afterthought she threw in some sandwiches and fries with sodas.
"That's it? There are so many tasty things on this menu and you pick sandwiches and fries? I feel ripped off!" Gendry huffed and pouted.
"Oh shut that mouth of yours. I have things that will make it worth your while." She waggled her eye brow at her lover.
They sat on the bed and continued to kiss and tease one another until the room service arrived. Arya skipped to the door and retrieved the food from the same bellboy that showed them to the room. She took the trolley and gave him a tip and skipped back to Gendry with the food trolley.
"Now my sexy lover, you better be in nothing but your boxers when I get back from that bathroom. And no eating while I am in there."
Arya walked slowly into the bathroom making sure that she shook her ass to give him a nice view. She got into the bathroom and slid out of the dress and stood there in her undergarments. She checked herself on the mirror to make sure that she still looked good and sauntered out into the main room.
Gendry was sitting on the bed resting on the bank of pillows. When he saw her he licked his lips and smiled at her. She walked to the food trolley and she pulled the covers off the whipped cream, fruit and chocolate sauce.
"So I was thinking that we would start with desert tonight." She swiped her finger in the whipped cream and licked it off, letting her finger linger in her mouth for a moment before taking another swipe of the cream and trailing it along her cleavage.
"So you are the desert and I get a treat?" He crawled down to the foot of the bed and grabbed her around the hips and let the tip of his tongue trace her cleavage where the desert topping had started to melt.
She shivered and threw her head back.
"Mmmm. That feels like heaven." She dipped a strawberry with the chocolate and held it to her mouth and he came up and took a bite of it at the same time that she did.
They shared some more dipped fruit and drizzled things over one another's exposed body parts. Gendry let his tongue grazed and roamed over her body as he hungrily devoured her body and the deserts. The prelude was hot and steamy and by the end of their playing around they were giggling, covered in sweets, and Gendry was fully erect.
"Arya if we don't stop messing around I am going to explode!" Gendry yelled as she licked the chocolate off his large erect cock. She pouted her lips and kissed her way from its base to his tip then let her tongue get one last drop of chocolate off.
She let go of him and slid off the bed and walked into the bathroom. "Well are you coming?"
She turned on the shower and took her bra and panties off and slid into the steaming shower. Gendry bolted off the bed and into the shower to join her. She was soaping her body up and rubbing the suds over her legs so her back was to him and he got an eye full of her body from the back. He stripped off his boxers and pressed his engorged member against the entrance of her from the back. He gently entered her and she closed her eyes and sighed. She loved it when he filled her. He started to move in and out of her slowly, causing them both to shudder.
"Oh fuck Arya you are so tight."
She was still slightly bent and her hands were gripping the controls of the shower. She activated more of the jets and steam. Arya hitched her hips and met the base of him. She whimpered and he groaned. He dug his fingers into her hips and pumped into her.
"Faster Gendry. Harder and faster!" Arya demanded.
Gendry knew that if he didn't do as she asked she would do it for him and it was not that often that she allowed him to call some of the shots. Arya let her hand find her nub and his hand found her hand there as well. They worked each other to their climax and they shouted out their release at the same moment and she collapsed on the wall of the shower. He pulled out of her and wrapped his arms around her. They stood under the jets of the hot water and let the hot water relax their sore sex strained muscles.
She turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with all the love and passion and desire that she had for him.
"I love you Gendry. But if I have to hear that stomach of yours grumble one more time I am going to find me a guy that doesn't need as much food as you do." She kissed him one more time then shut off the water.
Gendry laughed as he stepped out and wrapped a towel around himself and walked out or the bathroom to eat the sandwich that she had ordered.
"As you command boss lady." He said looking over his shoulder at her as she dried her hair before pulling on a robe.
Arya just rolled her eyes and followed him out of the bathroom to have a meal and snuggle until it was time for her to go home for the night.
-So sorry that this one took so long to update. I had a small scare and was in the hospital for a couple of days and didn't have my computer with me. But here it is finally! I think that I have added more smut then I ever have written in this one chapter then in this whole story ever. I have more to come, but I do not know when it will be so all of you out there just hold on and stick with me. I will let you know what happens to Joffery and the whole court drama, how Gendry is reacting to the idea of Robert being his father and Roberts relationship to his mother(we will be meeting her soon), the road trip north, Bran and his tumor, Brans vision, Jaqen and his unhealthy attraction to Arya, the impending doom for one of our characters and last but not least will Sansa get to become Prom Queen after all! There is a lot of unanswered questions still and I want to answer them all before the end. But I might not be able to post more then two or three chapters a month from now on. Just stick with me and I will try to not let you down! Thanks for reading and to those of you for taking the time to review you are the best. Keep reading and reviewing. They make my day.