Arya smiles as Gendry sets on the bed, "promise me next time I will tie you to bed."
"Silence," she purrs as she finishes tying his feet to the bed posts, "I don't remember letting you speak."
Gendry's smile makes harder for Arya to stop blushing, since the moment he saw her using what she knew as her 'usual' clothes, he had been giving her a look that made her knees tremble. She was now wearing her fur vest with a leather sash to keep it close.
Nothing more.
"What are you looking at?" she asks, trying to sound more like a wolf than a blushing maid. "Answer."
"You, I am looking at you."
Arya smiles as she sits on his abdomen, "do you like what you see, smith?"
"Yes." Arya unties the sash on her waist and throws it away. She lets her vest open, giving him a peek of her breast and a clear view of her navel and her mound.
"And now?"
"Arya, please…."
"Ah-ah-ah." She lays on him, her exposed skin brushing with his, "I chose how things go here."
"Please Arya, I am begging you."
Arya positions herself over him and guides him inside her, sinking slowly. She starts with a slow pace, but quickly changes of idea and goes faster and harder and they barely last because the whole set up had taken long enough and they are hot a bothered and the both come fast enough.
Arya kisses his chest, laying on him, sad she didn't savour more her time with him.
But she knows what she has to do.
"and now…" Arya says, out of breath and Gendry groans
"Please, let me recover" Gendry groans, "I am spent, love."
"No. Lisent to me Gendry." Gendry looks at her, confusion clear on his face. "Now, you will let me go," her voice breaks and Gendry tries to sit, but his hands are still tied, "you will not try to bring me back, you will not look for me. Please."
"Arya, what is happening?"
"…Gendry" she works very hard to stop the tears, "please" she hides her face in his neck, breathing his scent one last time, "I'm dangerous, you know that." Arya reaches up and unties his hands.
"Ar, don't leave."
"I am sorry. I am sorry for hurting you," she whispers, her fingers brushing the bruise on his neck. "I am so sorry."