Gendry throws her to the bed and she squeaks. He can't help but smile at the sight in front of him; Arya blushing, with only a light shift that leaves little to the imagination and her hair sprawled in the bed.
He jumps into bed, hugging her close to him and Arya laughs openly.
"Stupid Bull," she laughs, "you almost crushed me!"
"Well, my apologies, m'lady," he says, bringing his voice lower in a mocking accent, "that would be terrible."
"A horrible tragedy," she says before kissing him on the lips," you must think a way to repay me."
"As m'lady commands," he murmurs, bringing his lips down to her neck and kissing her there.
"No, Gen," he can feel her squirming under him, "your beard is ticklish!" she cries pulling his hair.
Gendry stars kissing lower and lower, until his lips capture her nipple thought her shift. Arya gasps, her fingers pulling at the hair on his scalp. He can't help it and laughs against her chest.
"Shut up, stupid" she mumbles as he bites softly.
"Stupid?" he asks, "who are you calling stupid?" his hands quickly move to her waist, tickling her there. Arya laughs, trying to free herself from his grip.
"No, stop, stop, I beg you!" she screams as she laughs, taking one of his hands between both of hers and pulling it to her chest. "I beg you…"
Gendry stops tickling her, and for a moment they just lay there, looking at each other. Arya pulls his hand to her lips, kissing the palm chastely and smiling to him. That's before taking his finger and putting it in her mouth, suckling.
Gendry groans and he feels more than sees Arya's smile.
"Gods, Arya, you can't just do that."
"Or what?"
Gendry tries to give a Arya his most serious look before taking the end of her shift and pulling it up, leaving Arya bare in mere instants. After that he takes his own shirt and takes it off, tossing it to the side.
Arya laughs, "well someone is eager today!"
"Yeah," he breaths, kissing Arya fully in the mouth, "my cock and I," he knows he doesn't have to try to be funny now, but the sound of Arya's laugh in his ears make everything even better. "Stop laughing," he says, between his own laughs, "you are making it harder to kiss you."
She pulls away, biting her lip with a small smile and a twinkle in her eyes.
"It's only harder to kiss me in my mouth."
Gendry takes a deep breath through his nose and starts giving her short kisses. In her lips, her jaw, her neck, the valley between her small breasts. He takes a little longer on her breasts, kissing each until he feels satisfied, then suckling at her nipples until she gasps and pulls his hair. Then he continues his kisses, lower this time; her stomach, her belly button. He pulls her legs wide apart and starts kissing the inside of her thighs, slowly going closer to his destination.
Arya's reaction to the first kiss between her legs earns her a laugh from Gendry.
"Gendry, please, please…."
He smiles in his place between her legs and starts using his tongue to please her. First long licks, until his tongue slid inside her. One of her hands went to his head, cling ing into him, holding him in place, while the other went to her breast, massaging it.
Her soft mewling, her eyes screwed shut, her teeth biting at her lips; it all just made him harder, and as once hand held her hips in place, the other went to untie his laces.
His tongue curled inside her and Arya gasped, puling at his hair until it was painful. "Please. Please Gen, I can't wait anymore, please." Gendry used his hand, the one that untied his laces and insert two fingers inside her, as his lips moved from her entrance to her clit, making her come.
She was still shacking when her positioned himself on top of her and entered her with one swift movement. She looked at him in the eye as he slid in and out of her. He felt himself close but before spilling brought one hand to where they joined, teasing her clit with two fingers. In one moment Arya lurched forward biting his neck as she came. He came inside her afterwards, losing all sensation except her surrounding him.
They stayed like that for a while; he on top of her and she with her mouth on the place where his neck and his shoulder met. She was the first to move, kissing and licking where she had bit.
"Where you hungry, m'lady?" Gendry asked, laughing at his own joke.
"It's not funny," she said quietly, "there is blood."
"Then I will become a big bad wolf too?" Gendry asks, trying to sound serious but failing when Arya starts laughing.
"Shut up, stupid."