Title Song: Good Girls by 5 Seconds of Summer
Hello FanficFriends!
First off; thank you so much for the reviews. Remember this is part two of the last chapter 'Good Girls'… yup, I know; from Britney to Springsteen and now a 5 Seconds of Summer song. I have a very diverse taste in music but I hope you've been listening and enjoying the songs.
Ok… back to Gendry and his blue balls ;)
GENDRY POV:
"What do you think they're talking about?"—Asked Edric.
"Beats me…never saw a more eclectic group of women before. Add Jojen to the mix and you have a pretty weird combo even without Margaery"—Replied Theon. The car went silent at the sound of the young Tyrell's name.
"Speaking of Jojen… how are you holding up Brando? You know, with everything that's being said by the press" Gendry steered the conversation away from Margaery for Jon's sake.
"Yeah Lil'Bro! Is there anything you need to tell us?"—Said Robb wriggling is eyebrows up and down.
"I am not gay nor am I dating my girlfriends' brother if that's what you're asking you asshole"—
"Hey; no punching inside the truck!" Gendry said while trying to get under control the male side of their little road trip. Bran had smacked Robb behind his head and earlier he had to park to give Jon and Theon a time off.
"Robb was just joking Bran. But if it were true you know we'd support you 100%"—Winked Jon finally speaking words other than 'ok' and his signature 'no'.
"Meera and I are good. Really good actually. I don't know who thought you guys about dating but there's zero drama between us, her dad loves me and we're pretty much on the same page of what we want for the future."—
"That's great Bran. I'm happy for you. Meera's a nice girl"
"What about you Waters? Have you decided on ending your yearlong chastity vow?"—Asked Theon. He was being a dick about it but you had to give the guy credit. Theon was giving him an opening to talk about Arya with Jon and Robb. Gendry already knew Bran was ok with it.
"Actually I am. I finally have a shot with the girl of my dreams so hopefully this mess will be cleaned up fast so I can date her properly"
"How come I didn't know about any of this? Who is this girl of yours?"- Asked Jon. It should be simple; they were his best friends and she was their sister. They already said he was part of the family. Well, now is as good a time as ever…
"Well Jon, you know how I've always liked Ar…"
"Who do you think Sansa is going to date now?"—Interrupted Edric. What game was the little weasel playing at? The Starks growled in unison and started cursing like their life depended on it. Now Gendry needed to add Edric to the list of people he was required to talk to.
"Hey Blue. How's it hanging?"—Arya's voice purred through the radio.
"Barely…" He muttered back.
"Look we're near the place the fair is going to be held. Be a doll and go check the perimeter to see what kind of security they have. We'll park by the first row of cars near the entrance and save you a spot."—
"Sure; just don't wander inside yet. We need to figure out what where going to do once inside."
"Already ahead of you Blue Eyes. See you in a bit!"—
"Well Arya's chirpy!"—Smirked Theon nudging Gendry's back.
"Just get out Greyjoy!" Gendry muttered trying to hide his red face. Flirty Arya was a whole new different beast to tackle. All he could do was mumble and blush like a school girl but was relieved to know that her actions where only directed at him.
"I think we should do a quick sweep on foot around the venue. Go around it and meet halfway."—Said Jon in surveillance mode.
"Sure. You take Robb and Bran that way and we'll go this way" Gendry said giving Theon a knowing look. He was going to have a little chat with young Edric and Theon was going to be his backup.
Waiting till they could no longer see Robb's red hair or Jon's locks he decided to speak but Edric was thinking the same as well.
"I know Arya call's you stupid but I didn't believe it had actually stuck to you!"—Well that was unexpected.
"Edric as you can see I am under a lot of stress as of lately so I am going to give you one single chance to explain what the hell you're talking about and to why you interrupted me back in the car"
"Yeah… so not cool Dayne."—Piped in Theon while they were walking and looking at their surroundings. For now it was as safe as it could be, just a bunch of tents filled with family activities.
"You are saying you're stressed? What reaction were you hoping to get out of the Stark Brothers when you told them you had the hot's for their baby sister?!"—Edric exclaimed.
"Enough with the baby sister crap! I did my time, waited for the math to add up and she's 20" Gendry was prepared for every scenario. He had a planned speech for anything the guys would pose as an impediment for a relationship with Arya.
"No man EVER stops looking at his sister as little or baby. Look, I'm not an idiot. I've known for years about your infatuation with Arya; I have the medical records to prove it! I just need you to use your head as opposed to other parts of your body and not go forward with anything for now"—
"Sorry Ned but I'm with Gendry on this one. The guy has held a torch for the little Wolf since she was more than jail bait and as I recall; you had a go with Arya on that period"—Said Theon. Asshole or not the guy always had your back.
"Yeah Edric, you have to use your head as opposed to other parts of your body because right now you're just sounding like a little bitch jealous of his ex-girlfriend and quite frankly it's not your business" Gendry spat. The Starks? He could take it. An ex-boyfriend? Hell to the no! Edric sighed and stopped walking waiting for them to pay him attention.
"Look I'm sorry… I clearly chose my words badly. I think everybody knows I still like Arya; I don't deny it and it's pretty obvious"—
"Not helping your case Dayne and I can't restrain Gendry all by myself"—Said Theon. Steam was beginning to come out of Gendry's nose.
"What I am trying to say without sounding like a jealous ex is that I am well aware that you've waited a long stretch for Arya but this is not the time for you to be with her just yet. Gendry try to look at it from my job's perspective; I'm supposed to manage all Stark PR which has gone to shit already but think about it; you're being labeled as Robert Baratheon's bastard son and you're supposed to be dating Sansa. What? You're suddenly going to be pictured holding hands with her sister? And not just that but seriously Gendry, have you talked to Arya?"—
"We're taking it day by day but we both want to be together." Kind of… He thought… He guessed… He hoped…
"I don't mean to be disrespectful but bullshit! Arya hasn't said jack shit to you! There's a situation with her boyfriend that has to be handled and going into another relationship is going to make things shittier!"—
"Ok… back up since I've clearly missed some episodes of this soap opera. Didn't Arya break up with the guy?"—Asked Theon beating Gendry to the punch.
"Gendry I like you, I reeeeally do like you and honestly if someone was made to tame Arya Stark down that is you but please talk to her. I'm not saying that her boyfriend is a bad guy but he does have… issues. And I'm glad they're over; but there are also personal and professional matters that aren't resolved. Please just talk to Arya first and then you can say whatever you want to the rest of the family. For all our sakes just talk to Arya first"—
Now he was confused. Gendry knew Edric knew a hell of a lot more than him because he remained friends with Arya for all these years and even visited her when she was in Braavos. He must have directly known the guy she was dating. With good intentions; Edric had successfully planted a bigger seed of doubt in Gendry's head. What was going through Arya's head? Was this ex-boyfriend the reason she didn't want to start a relationship with him? Was she having second thoughts about breaking up? It was too good to be true. She did spent three whole years by his side; everybody knew Arya could not be forced into anything she didn't want to do.
"Call me a simple guy but I say you go for it Gendry! She's single, you like her, and she obviously likes you because I've sure as hell never seen Arya flirt with anyone. That and the fact that she is fucking hot. Hot girls don't stay single for long Waters so I suggest you tap that ASAP"—Said Theon in his very own peculiar way.
Gendry must have had what Arya liked to call his 'thinking face' on because Theon and Edric dropped the conversation and started to walk again resuming their initial task of looking around to see anything suspicious. As they agreed they met the rest of the boys and walked back to the entrance where the girls were supposed to be waiting for them. The car was empty…
"Great! And they left their radio"—Commented Jon.
"Ah… there they are! Our knights in shining armors. Did you put to justice any ill-mannered men that came to do us arm?"— Arya's voice flowed through the air.
Gendry's head was clear as a whistle, well not entirely clear if you counted the millions of things he was thinking of doing to Arya. She along with Sansa, Jeyne and Meera were dressed in medieval clothes. A massive thank you to the guy who invented corset! AAAAAMEN! Arya was wearing a gown that she somehow managed to alter so it was at knee length. It was simple and gray with a black corset that hugged her breast and showed them proudly. Gendry let go a tear of frustration. Her hair was down, wild as ever and she looked like a vision from a painting.
"How can you ask the man to stay away from that?"—He heard Theon talking to Edric behind him but he didn't dare to move his eyes from Arya. How could someone look so innocent and sinful at the same time?
"Hey guys. You were taking too long so we went inside and sold my earrings and Arya's bracelet. We made good money and had enough to buy some clothes for today."—Said Sansa positively giddy.
"Shirts and manly tights. Enjoy men!"—Said Jojen while handing them the clothes that the girls had bought for them.
"Hey"—Arya said while walking over to him since he was rooted to the spot.
"Hey…" Gendry managed to croak out after commanding his eyes off of her breasts.
"Cat got your tongue?"—She asked again in her playful mode. Edric's words came rushing to his head making him focus a bit.
"Arya we need to talk" but Gendry already knew she wasn't interested. That was the thing with this 'new Arya'; she changed her demeanor in seconds and you never knew how she was going to react. She must play a mean game of poker, strip poker maybe…
"As much as I'd like to see you undress; we're kind of on the clock right now"—She said handling him just a black shirt that looked like something a pirate would wear. "Maybe later you can dishonor me kind Ser…"—Arya said winking at him then turning her attention to the whole group.
"Ok people, here's the drill: While you were checking the surroundings; us girls plus dashing Jojen over here came up with a game plan to earn a bit more money. Theon? Sansa is going to need your help so she'll explain what you'll need to do. Bran you're with Jeyne and the Reed's are teaming up together."—
"Whoa there Arya. How come Bran is with Jeyne? What about me? I'm supposed to be with my wife"—Claimed Robb. Maybe it was because they were newlyweds but Robb looked clingy as fuck. Gendry hoped for the sake of his inner alpha male that he didn't look that way with Arya. He needed to talk to her soon.
"Actually I was the one that suggested it"—Replied Jeyne shooting daggers at Robb. Looks like the honeymoon was over.
"Yeah about that Robb; we'll be here an hour, maybe two tops. So it's best for you to just sit this one out and stay inside the car"— Said Arya not wanting to come between the married couple.
Sansa was the one that broke the news. "Robb remember we are actually in Castamere. Look, the place is swarming with Frey's so we can't have you prancing around, they'll call the cops on us."—
"Robb I've seen at least four of Roslyn's sisters around. Just go and we'll be out in no time"—Arya pleaded.
"Well what about you guys? It's not like they don't know you!"—Robb pouted.
"I don't think they'll recognize me since they only saw me two almost three years ago all bloody and beaten. They don't know the Reeds and I'm actually counting on them to remember Edric; you're with me by the way"—Arya said gesturing to Edric who didn't dare to look at Gendry.
""You don't think they'll recognize you? You're Starks and now wanted by the police! We should leave right this instant Arya" Gendry warned not liking the obviously flawed plan.
"Gendry it's a big place, people are drinking and have costumes on; that's what they are for. They don't know Jeyne and I doubt that they'll remember Bran, you and Jon can mingle in the crowd on the lookout but Robb is a deal breaker. They'll spot him from a mile long"—
"Ok… fine, I'll stay here but two hours. Two hours and then we leave!"—Robb said not liking the plan either.
"Thanks Robb… now everybody go change and let's get started. Anything, anything goes wrong and we meet back here in the cars ok?!"—Arya urged.
"Wait I have a question"—Asked Jon. "I don't really have to wear tights do I?"
…
You know I'm actually proud of myself. If I had barged in I would have ruined the chance to see Edric Dayne miserable. This is the most happy I've been in days.
Gendry was happily leaning against a tree while he took in the view. Arya had someone managed to find a booth and was selling kisses, Edric's to be more exact.
When Gendry saw Arya scribble and write on the sign 'kissing booth' he was filled with a primal rage and was halfway to the booth when Arya sat a very pissed off Edric in a chair. The whole sign read 'Kiss Prince Charming; 5 dollars a kiss – 7 with picture included'. Edric was dressed in a pretty ridiculous purple get up complete with a crown, a cape and tights, apparently women liked the look because the line waiting on was pretty long.
"You know sometimes Arya scares me"—Said Jon "She has a quick mind that just works different from ours making the rest of us feeling like idiots. A kissing booth? I wonder what she got the others to do"—
Jeyne was near with a makeshift nursery post teaching people basic emergency drills with Bran helping with demonstrations. The others they didn't know; Jojen and Meera where acting pretty weird sneaking in and out of view while Sansa was around somewhere with Theon. As for Jon and him they walked around on the lookout for anything suspicious. Apart from some of Roslyn's sisters prancing around they didn't see a big treat.
"No idea but the clowns are starting to creep me out. I swear one won't stop looking at me"
"You're a grown man that can crush a man's skull with your hands Gendry. Let it go, clowns are harmless"—replied Jon.
At Rickon's 10 birthday party the boys where deep in the phase of discovering alcohol for the first time. Let's just say it didn't end up well, Gendry freaked out and nearly had a heart attack when the clowns showed up
"I'm not over reacting. The one with the yellow wig is following Arya around everywhere she goes and the one with the blue wig is looking at me like he wants to kill me!"
"He's probably looking at you because you're the one who is gawking at him and the other one is probably checking Arya out. Our little wolf is not so little anymore Gen. As much as I hate it; men like her"—Jon sighed.
"Wow, when did you grow this new leaf? You're always the first one to shield Arya away from anything with a dick"
"When I found out that she had a boyfriend for three years and I didn't have a clue about it! It's frustrating as hell but you need to lay down with the overprotective brother act as well Gendry, that will only piss her off and she can take care of herself. I was talking to Dad the other day and we totally missed it. It was Sansa that needed protection, not Arya"—
Jon stopped talking and since they were alone it seemed the perfect time to talk about Arya. Maybe not go all out with his feelings; not after what Edric had told him but just to see where Jon stood.
"It's not an overprotective brother act Jon. You know Arya is special to me, she always has been and I wouldn't want it any other way"
"I know that and thanks bro. You're family you know that right? It's just that everything that has happened the pass couple of days makes you think. I already said that Arya wasn't Sansa but still, there are bad men out there in the world; my instinct is to lock her in a tower but Arya would probably sneak out. I don't know… maybe one day she'll find a nice guy like you and let me live in peace"—
"So what you're saying is that you wouldn't freak out if I dated Arya?" He couldn't leave out a squeal out of his mouth.
"Hell no, it would be perfect! I've known you most of my life, after Dad you're the one that spoils her rotten but can still manage to straighten her out. You're a good guy and after this whole Robert thing I think is more than official that you're part of this family"— Gendry grimaced "Sorry Bro, too soon?"—
"I've managed to have a good life on my own. I don't think knowing that Robert was my mother's sperm donor changes anything. There's a lot I need to sort out before I date your sister" Gendry laughed, trying to get in subtle messages.
"Well hurry up then. Maybe she likes men with blue wigs and red noses"—
"Fuck off Jon… Hey, watch it Bozo!" Gendry shouted at yet another clown; this time with a green wig that stumbled over him.
"My apologies kind Sir. Here; a flower for your lady!"—He said handing him a balloon shaped like a flower. The clown gave Arya one as well as she skipped around to where they were standing.
"I have reached my true calling; I am a pimp and Edric is my Ho!"—Arya said while fanning herself with a wad of cash and actually sipping on a big cup with rhinestones. "We haven't been here an hour and we have more than 200 dollars"—
"Wow, Edric is quite the mouth slut isn't he? How's he holding up?"—Asked Jon.
"He hates me but it's for the greater good and he knows it. Hey, I need to talk to Meera real quick, Jon you think you can keep an eye on Jeyne and Bran? I saw more Frey girls coming in"—
"Old Man Frey must spend all his money on blue pills. How many daughters does he have?"—Jon muttered.
"Thanks' for the image Snow… that's disgusting. Arya I'm coming with you, the place is getting packed and I don't want you walking around alone" Not in that dress you're not.
"Sure, let go"—Arya grabbed his hand but Gendry pushed her against his body and snuck his arm securely down her waist mostly because the clowns where looking at Arya. Jon gave him a look but laughed at him.
"I see you're practicing for when you date? You're such a dork Waters."—Jon said while heading closer to where Jeyne and Bran were.
"What was that all about?"—Arya asked while they maneuvered around the crowd. The fair was crammed.
"Securing our future M'lady. That's all" He was rewarded with one of her smiles. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the clown with the yellow wig following them.
"What are you looking at?"—Arya asked tugging at his shirt.
"There's a clown following you around since we arrived and it's starting to piss me off"
"What clown?"—She asked. Gendry turned around but saw no funny man in site. He was there a second ago!
"Gendry are you drinking? You're my bodyguard today; you can't drink on the job. You're supposed to protect me"—She said batting her lashes at him.
"That's what I'm doing! Maybe if you were dressed more like a 'ye old sewing lady' I wouldn't have to glare at people staring at you" He said holding her tighter.
"Maybe it's because they see little old me and think I'm all alone"—
"Let's change that shall we?" He went for a quick peck on the lips aware that Jon was around somewhere but Arya had different plans licking his lips and plunging her tongue inside his mouth. Before Gendry knew it they were full out making out next to a tent that sold books.
"You taste minty with something spicy…" He muttered in between kisses. She giggled and bit his lower lip.
"It's absinthe. There's a whole batch in the brewery"—
"Doesn't that stuff make people hallucinate? How much have you drank?" He stopped kissing her and he didn't know if her eyes where glassy from the alcohol or from his kisses but she has swaying a bit.
"Don't worry I am pro at this now. No repeats from my last time in Castamere I promise"—She said kissing his neck almost, almost preventing him from getting flashbacks of that night. Remembering Arya getting out of Edric's car with her lips swollen and her dress mangled. Never again! No one gets to touch you other than me Arya Stark!
Gendry kissed her with the most passion he could summon, trying to imprint in her mind his kisses, washing away any memory of passed lovers and cementing his place by her side. He was rough but she met him kiss for kiss biting, licking and scratching him out of lust. Someone yelled for them to get a room and he was satisfied to hear Arya whimper at the loss of his lips.
"'I'd have to declare myself bankrupted if you where the one selling kisses instead of Edric" He said lovingly holding her face and planting a kiss on her cute little nose.
"We live in tough times with the economy, I'll cut you once I don't see any more cash"—She giggled. Gendry's favorite sound in the world. "Meet me in fifteen minutes by the handcrafts"—
"Wait, I thought you said you were going to talk to Meera"
"I am but you are going over the other side of the fair and see how Sansa and Theon are holding up"—
"Sure… what did you put them up with?"
"Go and see for yourself… just don't freak out ok? And remember, handcrafts tent in fifteen minutes"—She said giving him a kiss on the cheek. The clown with the blue wig had appeared again so Gendry couldn't miss on the opportunity.
"Sure Babe… I'll be there" He said but stopped her with another kiss. This time it was sloppy and lazy and he even licked her mouth in the end and spanked her ass when she turned around to leave. The clown looked straight out of a horror film but Gendry just smirked and mouthed at him 'mine' while he pointed to Arya's walking figure.
…
If he wasn't such a jealous bastard Gendry would have suggested that Arya sat in the kissing booth. The girl knew how to kiss enough to make you forget your own name. Where was I going? Oh, Sansa and Theon… yeah, ok!
The fair was in full swing; puppet shows for the kids, jugglers and magicians for the curious and a whole other bunch of stuff. The brewery seemed to be a hit. Walking and making sure neither cops nor Frey's where around; Gendry saw the clown with the green wig taking a picture with Theon and Sansa. What the fuck?
"What the hell do you think you guys are doing?" By the time he reached them the clown had disappeared.
"Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeendryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy don't you just love fairs?"—Sansa was drunk, great!
"Seriously Theon? Taking a picture with some random man filled with makeup? Sansa is wanted for attempted murder" Gendry tried to whisper the best he could with his deep voice.
"Do we look like playboy Theon Greyjoy and socialite Sansa Stark?"—Theon was the only one besides Edric who willingly put on tights and was decked out in the most ridiculous court jester outfit you could find. It was checkered with green and orange colors and a hat with bells included. Sansa on the other hand had on very tight pink gown; altered like Arya's so it was over her knees, some kind of weird hat that hid her red hair and her face was heavy with makeup that was smudging a little since she was drenched with sweat.
"How are you guys supposed to be earning money?" Gendry sighed.
"Oh didn't Arya tell you? She has the best ideas. Come on over and I'll show you!"—Sansa squealed while dragging Gendry by the hand.
"Step right up, step right up my sweet and fair ladies… who is brave enough to ride The Old Wench?!"—Shouted Theon.
"You have got to be kidding me…" Gendry wasn't going to ask how they managed to find an old mechanical bull and that was pretty much it. They were charging 10 bucks a ride and you had the option to bet on how much time Sansa would stay on it. That seemed to be the most popular option since the sideline was filled with men.
"Sans is a natural. She hasn't fallen once. We've gone up to 340 dollars!"—Said Theon proud of his latest venture.
"Sansa you're ok with this?" Gendry really tried to remember when was the last time he saw Sansa break a sweat. He thought it was that time the AC in her car broke down and she came by the shop so he would fix it, other than that Gendry don't think she knew what sweat was.
"Of course Gendry, I actually volunteered! There was a nice bar near one of Joff's houses and I would sometimes go there to blow some steam off. I always got the highest scores riding"—Who is this and what have you done with Sansa Stark?
"Fifty bucks she doesn't last 5 minutes backwards"—hollered a man by the sidelines quickly being taken care of by Theon.
"That's my cue! See you later Blue!"—And she happily jumped over the mechanical bull and started riding like a pro. The men were cheering and even if he was into another type of Stark; Gendry had to admit that Sansa looked pretty good up there.
Gendry left almost instantly uncomfortable to see Sansa cash on her riding moves so he left to find Arya. He was near the handcrafts tent when he saw Jojen alone standing at a far side near the woods. Clothing wise he just decided to put on a cape and was approached by some random guy, started talking, shook hands and that was it. He was left alone again. That's odd… He was going to walk over there but was bumped again by a clown; the one with the blue wig.
"Watch where you're going!"—The clown angrily shoved him to the side and continued walking. That's strange; I think I know that voice; he thought.
Further along the way he finally saw Arya talking to Meera who had saw the exchange and was looking oddly at the fleeing clown.
"Here, take what's left of mine. I'm gonna take a break"—Arya said handing Meera a package.
"Sure… I have a couple of jugglers that want some. Can't imagine how they're going to work after that"— Meera replied waving at Gendry and walking away.
"Hey you're late!—Arya said taking him by the hand going to the back of the handcraft tent. They slit through the back and it was filled with all sort of things; doormats, shoes, vases, dolls and chairs. If you entered from the front you couldn't see them since they were behind a giant wall of wicker baskets big enough to fit him inside.
"I'm sorry. I was a bit shocked to see Sansa's new hobby" He said looking around. There were no types of sounds so the tent was empty.
"We can't be picky Gendry, we need the money and she doesn't mind doing it. I think the only one who is being a sour puss is Edric. I can't blame him though. Do you remember when Mom put us up in the kissing booth back in school? I'd be pissed off as well if a 94 year old grandmother tried to French me"—
"Hey that was harsh! Are you saying you won't love me when I'm old and wrinkled?"
"You've got me. I only want you for your body and hot abs!"—She said yanking him by the neck and kissing him with hunger.
"Arya we need to talk… wait what's this?" Arya had some kind of makeshift pocket in her back and retrieved a wad of cash. "Holy shit are you really pimping Edric out? There has got to be more than 1000 dollars in there!"
"1200 dollars if you must know"—She said counting the money. "And this is from Jojen's stash"—Arya casually said. Shaking hands… away from the crowd…
"YOU GUYS ARE SELLING DRUGS?"
"Scream a little louder Gendry, I don't think the Feds heard you!"—She said dragging him to a corner.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You're supposed to be the smart one! The police are looking for us; Bran as an actual warrant for drug smuggling and you're out and about selling drugs?" He said going into panic mode, running his hands frantically over his hair. He was stopped dead on his track by Arya's mouth when she pushed him to the side of the tent and pressed her body flushed against him. Her dress was made of some kind of material that was light and he could feel all of her curves against him. He didn't even try to guess how much time had passed when she stopped kissing him since he had a habit of forgetting his surroundings when Arya kissed him.
"Do you feel better know?"—She asked running her hands down his chest. He was about to freak out again so Arya gave him another kiss. This time it was soft and gentle. "Gendry the charges are fabricated but if the police found us this instant they would find pot on us. Why throw it away when we could sell it? We need the money and it's a renaissance fair; honestly I think you're the only one attending that can pass the breathalyzer test"—
"Still it's risky and outright wrong! What do you think your father would think about this?" It was the wrong thing to say since Arya recoiled from him and looked hurt.
"Wrong or right Dad would have to see that I am doing whatever it takes so we don't get caught or starve to death. Someone has to take the lead and Robb sure as hell won't be the one. Don't give me that crap Gendry. If we're going to get out of this we are going to have to get our hands dirty at some point"—She spat as she crossed her arms in her chest. She looked livid and smoking hot and was absolutely right.
"I'm sorry it's just that I fell useless… Your father told me to take care of you and I haven't done a good job of it"
"That's not true… if it weren't for you I would have killed someone already. You're good for me Gendry Waters, you calm me and soothe me even when I don't know I need it"—
"Right back at ya Stark… I wouldn't want to be anywhere but by your side" He said while she walked into his arms and hugged her tenderly.
"How much do we actually need? 1200 bucks is enough so I think we should stop pushing our luck and leave" He said while hunching to rest his head on the top of hers. They were so different in heights that it always amazed Gendry how perfectly they fitted together.
"There is no such thing as enough money but I think you're right. Let's just wait a little more for Jeyne; she's actually teaching Lamaze techniques"—
"Sure, want to wait in the car? I'm sure Robb is bored and angry all by himself"
"Actually why not just wait here? I don't know when I'm going to get another change to be alone with you"—Arya said suggestively.
"Ok… so let's wait here and TALK" Arya immediately pouted her lips.
"You know for someone who claims to like my kisses so much you sure as hell like to avoid them"—
"Babe my dick is on a 24/7 wood state because of you; believe me I want to kiss you BUT we need to talk. You already know what I want but what about you?" She tried to wiggle out of his arms but he held her tighter.
"I want to kiss you isn't that obvious?"—Arya was getting frustrated. Gendry knew he had a closed timetable for her to get pissed off and shut down.
"And you can kiss me all you want but what comes after that? After all this is sorted out? I'll wait for you to return from Braavos but do you want me to wait? Are you having doubts about me?" He hated how the last part sounded but it was the reality. Gendry felt like a sad, little pathetic kid begging for her attentions but he was willing to grovel all she wanted. She was definitely worth it.
"It's not you… it's me"—
"OUCH! That hurt Ar…" She playfully hit him and rested again comfortably in his arms.
"Seriously Gendry… I have way too many things going on but it's not you, trust me! I've felt more alive with you in these past two weeks than in three years. I just need time. Dad needs to get out of jail and sort the company out while I need to go back to Braavos and finish my studies"—
"So… I'm there? In your plans I mean?" Arya looked at him with such tenderness he could melt.
"I don't see you not being a part of my life…ever"—
That seemed enough to Gendry for now so he swept her off her feet planting sweet kisses on her neck.
"If you're going to kiss me do it properly!" Arya tried to sound annoyed but he could feel her pulse quicken with each of his kisses.
The union of their mouths was something that seemed to be engraved in their dna. Never had he kissed someone so addictive in his life, he instantly craved for more.
"I need you Gendry. I want you"—Arya said in between kisses. Her husky voice was enough to drive a man mad. "I just need time…can you give me that?"—She had Gendry wrapped around her little finger and he knew it, as long as she continued to kiss him like that he would built her a freaking castle with his own bare hands if she wanted.
"Of course. Anything! You name it, it's yours Arya!" His hands felt amazing over her dress but he knew they would feel even better on her flesh. He heard her smirk and when he opened his eyes Gendry found a different Arya, possibly his favorite; the sex crazed one.
"Good…because right know I want you to relax. You've been under a lot of stress lately"—She playfully said biting his ear and running her hands dangerously down his chest.
"Arya what are you doing? We can't have sex here; I don't think you want our first time to be in the middle of a renaissance fair!"
"No actual sex but I guess this does count as a first time"— She said while rubbing him over his jeans getting him even harder if it was possible.
"Arya…"
"Shhh… I want this even more than you do, trust me"—Aaaaaaaand she's on her knees.
"Holy fuck!" Gendry mussed. That had to be the sexiest thing he ever saw; Arya on her knees in front of him licking her lips while she worked his dick over his pants.
"We'll I have to say I'm pretty good since I haven't done anything"—She giggled while she slowly unzipped him.
"Arya you don't have to do this…" Gendry thinks he said that, he wasn't sure if his mouth was connected to his brain anymore. He used the last of his self-strength to pull Arya up by her shoulder but she just swatted his hands away.
"Don't bother me, I'm busy!"—She scolded him. That was when he felt her hand.
Gendry shut his eyes at the intensity of Arya touch. Her hands where little but steady and he felt her take his dick ever so delicately out of his underwear and slowly start to stroke him.
"Gendry?"—Arya's voice sounded far away. Gendry was lost in his own pleasure when he heard her call him for the second time.
"You're so beautiful" He said while caressing her face, his finger leaving a blush at their wake.
"I want you to look at me Gen…"—This girl isn't real!
Arya licked her lips before she tentatively placed them on the tip of his cock; Gendry nearly came when she gave it a quick lick with her tongue. In minutes Gendry couldn't tell who was getting the blow job since the tent was filled with both of their moans.
Arya was working him with both her hands along with her mouth and it felt gloriously good. Her little appreciative moans made her mouth shake making his already oversensitive skin burst with pleasure.
"So good"—She moaned while taking him even deeper.
"For fuck sake woman; have you no gag reflex?" Gendry was big all around and to find out that Arya could fit all of him inside her mouth was like winning the Guy Lottery. He felt himself close…
"Arya I'm going to cum… Arya, babe move over" But she didn't care, Arya went even faster and took him further up her mouth clutching her hands over his ass. She wasn't going to move so Gendry took the hint and after a few more trusts he spilled his seed into her mouth.
At first he was worried about her since he seemed to cum like he had never came in his life, his body was shaking with spasms but Arya was still on her knees licking him off. When he could finally see strait he could only compare the image in front of him to a cat licking its milk bowl. Arya looked even more serene than him and licked him till she was satisfied… Her hair was a mess; Gendry's hands were to blame, her lips swollen, her face was flushed and she had a Cheshire smile on her face.
"Are you still stressed?"—Arya said while standing up and whipping the corners of her mouth with her finger. She caught him gawking at her so she made sure she finished the show by licking her fingertips.
"Ujuhmmm…" Was all he could say. He was lost in Aryaville and never wanted to return to reality.
"I suggest you fix yourself up Gendry… you look like someone sucked the life out of you"—Arya laughed while heading to the side of the tent they slipped through.
"What… you… You're a nice girl, a good girl Arya. Good girls don't know how to do that!" I must have been a saint in my other life to deserve this girl; he thought.
"There's no such thing Gendry. Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught. Trust me; I'm the poster girl!"—She said while giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Arya was gone before he could say anything and found himself laughing out loud…
"What the hell just happened?"
His legs were wobbling and his hands tingled. Gendry didn't need a mirror to see that his ears were red and that he had a goofy smile on his face. He was about to head outside when he saw he had dropped his wallet.
When Gendry turned around he felt the punch and immediately hit the floor. The last thing he saw a big blue wig.
"She isn't yours…"-
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