Game of Gendrya

Pure Gendrya Smut

When they got to their room, it was late. The room was secluded and small, the bed maybe a full. Arya was nervous, she and Gendry had never shared a bed before.. But they have slept on the cold hard ground wrapped in each other's arms. After Gendry lit the fire place, it was becoming warm. Arya felt more relaxed, and Gendry's heart was racing. They talked for a while, mostly about Jon and how nice a guy he was.. Arya yawned and Gendry could tell she was becoming tired. She got up and went to one side of the bed. "Turn around." She said simply. Jon had given them both scrubs, something they could comfortably sleep in. "Are you going to bed? Gendry asked, turning his front towards the door. "No, but I'm changing." Gendry nodded. He had the strong urge to turn while he heard straps and buckles unraveling and cloth and wool being pushed around. "Are you going to change?" She asked sweetly. "Eventually." He laughed heartily. "Okay." Arya said and he turned around. She stood in her scraps of fabric. She looked so small without the pounds of extra clothing. "You look stunning." Gendry teased, punching her arm lightly. "Hey, shut up. I'm not here to impress you." She glared up at him, but he could tell it was a fun-loving glare. "Lets see how perfect you look!" She stated, tugging at his shirt. "Hey, stop." He laughed as she tore at his top. He grabbed her wrist and took it away from his clothing. After she stopped and stood still, he looked her in the eyes and took off his cover shirt. She swallowed hard, nervous all of a sudden. Why was she nervous? Nothing was going to happen.."Gendry." She whispered. "Hm?" He asked, still shedding articles of clothing from his top half. She had seen him shirtless before, it shouldn't be a big deal.. Yet she felt intimidated. After he was finished, he stood in front of her bare chested. She wanted to touch him.. She wanted to feel how warm he was.. So she did. She put the palm of her hand on his breast line. He looked down at her hand and cocked an eyebrow. "What're you doing?" He asked softly yet jokingly. "I don't really know." Arya laughed at the truth of her statement. Gendry smiled softly. He put a hand under her chin and lifted her head. He looked her in the eyes before closing his own. He pulled her into a deep kiss, and Arya didn't want to let go. His tongue swirled around hers, as she made a soft moaning noise.. Only this time she didn't pull away. She only went farther into the kiss. Their lips broke apart many times, but they always found each other again. When he pulled away he smiled. "Look at you.." She looked down to the floor. He set his hands on her shoulders and knelt, looking into her eyes again. "You are so beautiful.." He whispered. Arya had never heard those words whispered from a man's mouth before. Her sister had heard them many times, all in which she rejected.. But Arya didn't reject them. She took them in by wrapping her arms around the speakers neck, burying her head into his chest. She breathed in his smell...He smelled of sweat and lust. "Let's just share the bed." She said, half laughing because she already knew they would end up doing so. "Really?" He asked sarcastically while kissing her forehead. Smiling, she took his hand and led him to the bed. "I'm not one for romance." She said quietly. "I know."
They lay on the bed. Arya was in her night clothes and Gendry in his woolen pants with a bare chest. "Why do you still have your pants on?" Arya asked absently. "Someone is eager." Gendry teased, blatantly ignoring the innocence in her question. "You know what I mean." She glared at him, yet she felt the urge to smile and kiss him again. Kissing Gendry was nice.. she never wanted to stop. "Turn around." Gendry mocked as he unbuckled the buckles to his pants. "No." She said, stubborn as a mule. "No? You're going to watch me?" He joked. "Yes." She wasn't kidding? Perhaps she was eager after all. "Why?" He made a confused face. He was a smart man, why was he toying with her? Arya glared. "Stop it." As he laughed, he undressed his bottom half. Arya crept closer to him.. putting her arms around his chest. She turned to his ear. "Is it my turn yet?" She whispered, trying her best to seduce him. "Do you want it to be?" He asked seriously. In truth she didn't know. She was young.. She wasn't sure if she was ready for what was about to happen. "I think so." He turned his head over his shoulder to face her. "Thinking so is not a yes." He smiled softly. He understood she may not be ready. "Then yes. I'm.. Ready." She said with a bit of hesitation. She felt as if she was ruining the moment, before he could speak she silenced him with another kiss. After he pulled away, she backed into the front of the bed. Slowly, she removed her top. By doing so, her hair was messed in the process. Almost as an instinct, Arya's arms covered her small breasts. She felt extremely self conscious.. Melisandre had large, round, perfectly positioned breasts. Arya's were still growing, her breasts were much smaller in size and pointier, too. Gendry took Arya's wrists in his hands and slowly lowered them. "Gendry I don't.." her hands were at her sides, half pinned down by Gendry and half pinned down with fear. Did she want this? She felt so.. peculiar. "You're so.." Gendry couldn't find a word to explain Arya. She was perfect in his eyes. His heart started racing as he planted a kiss below her chin. "You missed." Arya said timidly. "I missed?" Gendry smiled softly. She really did not understand.. "You missed." Arya said, placing his finger to her lips, kissing it softly in a few different places, staring at Gendry's eyes the entire time. Perhaps she did understand after all. Gendry smirked and slowly sucked just above where her breast began. He kissed all over the top of Arya, making her want to moan with every new spot covered. He reached one of her breasts, and slowly engulfed his mouth around on of the small nipples. His hands reached past her stomach and to the other nipple. He toyed with it between his fingers, his hands were larger than a single breast, making it hard to be exact before her nipples hardened. "Gendry.." She whispered breathlessly. He rubbed his thumb over the hardened nipple..He sucked her nipple in and out of his mouth. He was careful not to use his teeth as his tongue swirled around the little spot. As he kissed it, he moved on lower down her body. He put his hands by the waistband of her pants and slowly lowered them. Arya had wanted to ask him to stop, but at the same time, she didn't want anything else more. "Gendry.." she said again quietly. "Is everything okay?" He asked, looking up between her legs. She nodded carefully. When her pants were gone, Gendry stepped back. His eyes were hungry as he looked at her. Her stomach was flat and her thighs were small. Her legs were crossed as she was weary and self conscious of what lay between them. He kissed her stomach again before reaching between her legs. He was going to kiss her there, too. Arya braced herself for the impact of his lips, but instead her back arched inches off the bed. She let out an extremely loud moan. He smiled between her legs as he continued to tongue her small clit. She continued to twitch and jump, so Gendry set a heavy arm on her stomach, causing her to weigh down. His tongue flicked at the little nub. He circled around it to tease her, and it had worked. She had almost begun whining before he stuck his soft tongue inside of her. "Mm.. Gendry.. no.." she panted quietly as he unforgivingly tongue fucked her. He licked back up to her nub again, the little button that made her twitch. He placed his thumb on it and began to rub circles as he licked below. "It feels so.." Arya didn't have a word to explain what was happening. She felt scared, yet if she asked him to stop she knew he would, and she felt far too good for something like that to happen. Arya was sopping wet by the time Gendry's tongue became tired. He stood up, and Arya opened her eyes and stopped grinding her teeth. He bent far below to kiss her again. She fell hard for Gendry, she knew. She didn't want to marry.. But.."I can't go farther." He stated blatantly. "Why not?" Arya rasped. Her silenced moans had her short of breath. "I'm not aloud. I'd have to wed you, and I can't do that." She stared at him again, even more confused. "Why not?" She asked again. Gendry's eyes widened a little. Did she want to marry him? "Because. You're a hig-" she interrupted him. "As far as we know it, my mother and father are both deceased. Jon fancies you quite a bit, and Sansa is a Lannister. Say high born one more time." She dared him. "You'd marry ME?" He asked quietly with much surprise. She nodded slowly. "I love you.." she whispered. "..And I love you." He faltered back. They smiled as their lips touched again. "Gendry?" She asked quietly between kisses. "Hm?" "You can go farther now." She teased. "You really are eager." He joked. She swatted at him as he lowered his groin between her legs. Gendry was at least eight inches, and Arya was small. He would put her through a lot of pain, and he really did not want to. He wasn't even sure if she knew what "going further" meant. "Arya, this is going to hurt.. A lot.." she rested herself on her elbows. "That's okay. Doesn't it feel nice for you?" She asked sweetly. There were some sides of Arya he had yet to discover. "Well.. Yes.. but-" she linked her hand around his wrist. "Then get on with it."
He slowly pushed himself into her. Before he entered, she had braced herself by taking a deep breath, but that was no match for the amount of pain she was about to suffer. As he pushed himself a bit farther, she had lost her breath. "Are you alright?" He asked quickly, in which she only nodded. While only three inches in, he pushed even farther between her legs. She let out a yelp, which had Gendry worried. "Arya, should we stop?" She only shook her head. She wanted Gendry to feel just as good as he had made her feel before. Pushing deeper, Arya gripped the sheets and bit her lip to fight back a scream. He pushed only a bit faster, her body regulating to the size. Inside, Arya felt amazing. The walls between her legs were so tightly wrapped around Gendry's extremely hard cock. He didn't want to leave..
Arya's eyes were shut tight as he slowly pulled away from her. Her breathing became heavier, and he pushed back in. This time it wasn't as bad, yet it still hurt immensely. As Gendry continued on thrusting, Arya's muscles began to relax. In fact, it may have even started to feel good..After a few more thrusts, Arya was fighting an urge to moan. Gendry had begun to grunt a bit, and it turned Arya even more on than already before. Finally she couldn't help it. She let out a short scream. "Yes.. Gendry!" Her insides began to feel even warmer than before. With one hand on the bed for support and one hand rubbing circles around Arya's sensitive little clit, she felt extremely bubbly. She moaned even harder as she reached her own climax. Her body jumped in all directions.. The bed creaked below them. She let out a smaller moan as she finished. Hearing Arya's first orgasm, he wanted a climax of his own. With Melisandre, he had never had one, and he was sure she didn't either. She had only used him.. Arya was making love to him..
As Gendry's hand that was before rubbing Arya's sensitive spot, he gripped one of her small breasts. Her breasts were soft and adorable, which made him even closer to climaxing. He would be Arya Stark's husband. He grunted one last time as he came inside of her. When he pulled out, cum seeped out of her small cunt. His breath was heaving and she was panting as she gripped towards the pillows. "That was amazing.." She whispered into his hair when he laid beside her. "Didn't hurt too bad?" He asked quietly. "Not at all." She smiled, Gendry leaning into kiss her soft lips again.
"Lets go again?" Arya offered while Gendry laughed.

Quick A/N
I hope you guys enjoyed this. I think I published it twice now. I made a lot of mistakes the first time around, it's 3:00 AM here.
I hope this wasn't too much for everyone (or too little. Idk what you're Into, damn.)

Sadie