Notes: LAST CHAPTER!

Thank you so much to all of you who followed this story and never gave up on it. Your love and support were essential to me.

ATTENTION! THIS CHAPTER IS RATED E!
THIS IS NOTHING BUT SEX.
Honestly, there's very little plot here. Just so you know. (They're trying double penetration in this one, so you've been warned).

Chapter 17

Sansa had been to some pretty impressive weddings in her life, but Harry and Myranda's had been particularly good.

Myranda always had excellent taste, so the decoration was beautiful, the flowers were perfect and the place was really fancy. The music, the wine…

It had been a lovely night. Sansa was particularly fond of Myranda's face when she arrived with Jon and Robb. And yes, at first Sansa hadn't even considered going to the wedding. It was petty and vengeful and it wouldn't actually serve any purpose.

But one thing she was finding out was that Robb Stark was petty as fuck. Jon just smiled and shook his head, but Robb had been into this. He wanted to go to this wedding, and create as much chaos as possible.

Sansa didn't feel the need to do it. Her dose of pettiness was going there and showing them she was doing great; she didn't need anything but that.

Besides, someone else had taken care of the chaos part. Apparently, Harry had cheated on Myranda and gotten a girl pregnant, who -in turn- showed up at the wedding with a round belly and many accusations.

It was pretty nice to watch that.

They'd left soon after, because they doubted they'd get cake after that scene.

Things were great. Better than Sansa dared to hope for.

Sure, people still made comments about them -mostly about her -but she learned they'd say whatever they wanted whether she cared or not, so she chose not to dwell on it.

At least the boys hadn't gotten into more fights with other people over it.

The Starks were absolutely lovely about the whole thing. There was a learning curve for the family, but now they were okay with it. Arya and Bran had been the least concerned about it all, and Rickon was young enough that he didn't particularly care that his older brothers shared a girlfriend.

Ned and Cat were good sports about it as well. They did their best to adapt to the situation and after the first months, they were there. Cat adored Sansa and she was happy that her sons were happy. Ned was… Ned. So as long as everyone was fine he was fine.

The three of them did their best to navigate the whole throuple thing. Sansa spent a lot of time with both of them, but she also spent time alone with them individually.

She had dates with only Robb and only Jon. She had sex, cuddled and slept with only one of them regularly. However, the boys really didn't mind the sharing, and they spent most of their time together.

Which brought them to an interesting point.

Now… Sansa wasn't very sexually experienced. She'd had sex only a few times with Joffrey before they broke up, and then there was Harry -who was a selfish lover. She'd never -EVER -had an orgasm with Harry.

Everything she did with the boys -not only the orgasms -was new to her. It was the teasing, the laughing, the kisses, the foreplay… Jon and Robb delighted in trying new things with her, and she loved that she could talk about it with them.

After a while she realized that sex was all about pleasing her. Jon and Robb loved nothing more than to leave her a mess, but they took turns doing it.

She wanted to try something else. Especially because Ros kind of put the idea in her head at some point, and she really wanted to try it out.

After some discussions -and some internet research -Sansa had favorite positions in which she could have both her Starks at the same time. However, it was not exactly what she had in mind -even though she loved when one of them was fucking her and she had the other in her mouth.

"You want to…" Jon couldn't finish the sentence. He was better than Robb, who seemed to be in shock.

"Well… Yes. I mean… I want to try it." She frowned. "Are you guys not into that part of the threesome?"

Robb and Jon exchanged looks. They were doing the whole telepathic conversation thing again, when it seemed they were having whole discussions with only the power of their eyes and eyebrows.

"Sansa…" Robb cleared his throat. "You do know we don't expect you to…"

She snorted. "Yes, Robb. I'm quite aware, thank you very much. But I do want to try it."

"Double penetration?" Jon asked, as if there was a chance she'd meant anything else.

"Yes, that."

Another telepathic conversation between them, and then they turned to her. "Well… If you want to, it's great." Robb started carefully. "But we need to go slow there. Get you used to it."

Sansa giggled. "I'm sorry… But you telling me it's great I want you two to make love at the same time was funny."

Robb rolled his eyes, but he was grinning and so was Jon.

Sansa had never tried anal before. Harry had attempted to pressure her into it, but she'd held firm. Mostly because she was a bit scared of trying, but also because she'd believed that decent women wouldn't do it -yeah, she was embarrassed of admitting that last one.

Now she was cured of thinking such a ridiculous thing, and she wasn't scared of trying it with Jon and Robb.

The boys didn't want to hurt her -and she really didn't want to get hurt -and apparently there were wrong ways to do this. And lube was really important.

Sansa was starting to realize how little she knew about sex.

Robb and Jon took a few days to get her used to penetration back there. It went much slower than Sansa thought it'd go, but she was actually thankful for that. It was a bit of an odd experience to begin with, even when they only used their fingers.

"Oh god. Is that a butt plug?"

"Aye." Jon said seriously.

Sansa frowned. "I'm not so sure about that one."

"Sansa, we don't have to do any of this." Robb told her gently. "If any of this turns out to be too much, it's fine. But we do want you to be comfortable and ready for it. And butt plugs will help with that."

Sansa sighed. "Okay… We can try that."

Jon kissed her temple. "If you don't like it, just say so."

So yeah, this double penetration thing was a lot of work. Sansa read a lot about it on the internet, and they'd been playing at it for a while, and she got used to having their fingers -or even the butt plug - there. She also started enjoying it.

Therefore, after a whole lot of preparation, discussion and training (ha!), they were ready to try it for real.

Sansa took to heart all the advice regarding preparing for it, and there was a lot of lube around the house.

"Safe word?" Robb asked.

"Do we really need that?" She wanted to know.

"I'm mostly teasing." Robb grinned at her. "If you say 'wait' we wait, if you say 'stop' we stop."

"I know." She gave him a peck on the lips. "I trust you."

Robb cupped her face and pulled her to a sweeter and longer kiss. "I can't believe how amazing you are."

"You're pretty great yourself." She smiled at him. "You too, Jon." She called to the other Stark, who was getting rid of the many -many -pillows on her bed.

"Thank you, love." He smirked at her.

"OK, let's snog!" Robb declared to them, then picked Sansa up and carried her to the bed.

She laughed delightedly and kissed his lips.

Robb lowered her on the bed between himself and Jon. For a good time they just kissed her and caressed her body. Sansa barely had time to breathe, because when Jon let go of her mouth, Robb was immediately there to kiss her.

Slowly, clothes started to be peeled off and their hands and mouths became bolder.

It was Robb who moved lower, his mouth trailing down her body as Jon kept on kissing her and playing with her nipples.

Robb pushed Sansa's legs wide open and lowered his mouth to her cunt, licking her clit. One of Sansa's hands immediately went to his curls, grabbing onto them. Robb just chuckled against her.

He wasn't teasing much, just focused on making her feel good. He soon pushed a finger into her, fucking her slowly with it.

Robb pulled back just to get the lube that he'd left nearby. He covered his finger with it, before getting back to her. Jon kissed her firmly, then Robb gently pushed a finger into her ass, moving it slowly as his tongue played with her clit.

He took his time with that, before he pushed a second finger into her -oh so slowly.

Sansa squirmed on the bed, her moans spilling freely. She could feel her orgasm getting closer and closer.

Jon sucked her nipple into his mouth and let her feel a hint of teeth. Each of her hands sunk into one of the Starks' heads.

At the next touch of Robb's tongue, she came with a sob.

Jon kissed her lips sweetly and smiled at her. "So beautiful." He sighed.

Robb moved back up her body, still kissing a trail as he went, before taking her place on her other side.

"So far, so good?" He checked.

"So good." Sansa grinned at him, making him chuckle and kiss her.

"Can we keep on going, or do you need a minute?" He asked.

"Let's keep on going."

They got her on her side and Robb pushed her leg up. Jon kissed Sansa again, while Robb put more lube on his fingers. His fingers went back to her ass and Jon started playing with her clit.

Sansa turned her head as much as she could in that position so Robb could kiss her, which he did happily. Jon pushed two fingers into her cunt.

"We should make her cum again, right?" He threw at Robb.

"Oh yeah." Robb smirked. "One more before the main event."

Sansan's laughter was choked as they didn't give her a break.

This was what she loved about being with them: the hands, the lips, the constant affection and touch. At first, she'd felt greedy; now she just felt loved.

Her second orgasm was a bit gentler, but it still left her breathless against them.

Both the boys pulled back and then took their turns kissing her gently.

Sansa was smiling as she looked at them. "Is this the moment you two play rock, paper, scissors?"

Robb teased her. "We did this before you arrived." He kissed her shoulder blade.

Jon rolled on his back. "Come on, Lady Sansa." He said after he put on a condom.

Sansa scrunched her nose playfully at him, but then moved and straddled him. "You look really good like this." She teased him.

"My view is better."

She had to kiss him after that one. Then she moved back so she could guide his cock into place. She took him in slowly, because Sansa enjoyed feeling them like this.

When he was completely inside her, she leaned forward and kissed Jon deeply. It was a slow kiss, his hands caressing her back, his fingers running through her hair.

Robb was right behind her and she felt his hands on her waist, so she stopped kissing Jon and looked at him.

"I'll go slowly." Robb promised her. "But, please, let me know if it hurts, or if you need a minute, okay?"

"Yeah."

"Jon, distract her."

"With pleasure." Jon pulled her face back to his and kissed her again, this time with a dirtier kiss.

Of course, kissing Jon was lovely, but it couldn't completely distract her from what was going on.

She felt more lube being spread on her, before Robb pushed into her, very patiently. She almost tensed for a second, but Jon caressed her back and kissed every inch of skin near his mouth, comforting her with his lips and soft words.

It was… Odd. Always odd. The invasion - while expected - felt like a lot.

Robb was incredibly gentle. He took his time, making sure she was fine every time he pushed into her. He and Jon showered her with sweet praise, never hurrying her, always making sure she was with them.

It was a different sensation, feeling this full of them, but it also made sense -if that wasn't a weird thing to say. It was a lot, but it wasn't painful.

"Almost there, love." Robb said, his voice strained.

With one last thrust, she had finally both of them in her.

"Oh."

Jon's chuckle was a bit desperate. "Tell me about it."

"Just a minute." Sansa asked.

"Take your time, San." Robb assured her. "Nobody is dying… Yet."

She started chuckling, then regretted it, because it gave her all sorts of feelings.

"Let's move now." She said.

They started moving carefully. The rhythm got Sansa confused at first, she wasn't sure where she was supposed to go.

Jon and Robb got their hands on her, showing her how to move with them, instead of against them. Sansa let her boys carry her, surrendering to their movements.

It was messy and wild and kind of crazy. There was so much to feel, so many things happening at the same time. Every single concern she'd previously had about this dissolved as she took them into her body.

She got lost, not sure whose hands were touching her anymore. She felt feverish, free and completely wanton.

Sansa didn't know if she'd ever be able to get back to Earth.

They took all she had to give and then gave it back to her in spades. It was a never-ending circle of pleasure and surrender, and when she fractured, Sansa feared she'd never be put back together.

That she'd float in space like dust.

But she felt their hands on her and she knew she'd always come back to this place.

To them.

It felt like forever before they were once again in bed, side by side.

"This was intense." She told them.

"Honestly, it'd never felt like this before." Robb said.

Jon just grunted his agreement.

Sansa pulled them both to her, holding their bodies next to hers, basking in their presence. "I love you two." She told them.

"We love you too." Robb told her.

"Thank you for being ours." Jon completed.

Yeah… She finally felt like she belonged.