Game of Gendrya

The Night Before She Left (Smut)

Arya had yet to tell anyone what Jahar sent her. She only showed them the dagger, but they all thought there was more to the package than a small knife. After promising them so many times that there wasn't, most began to believe her. She told Jon and Gendry she was confident enough to go by herself.. That she was determined enough. Jon told her she could go, but only to see what lay beyond Winterfells gates. She could somehow reason with Ramsey, after all, she was stronger than she appeared.
Gendry had been solemn all night at dinner, and after dinner was even worse. He begged her to let him accompany her on her quick trip, but she knew he wasn't any use to the Bolton family; He would only be held captive like Theon or fed to Ramsy's infamous hounds. Although she told him that, he still wasn't content on the idea of his friend going to enemy territory alone.
"Cheer up. We'll be home soon, and you know what that means." Arya entangled her fingers with his at the dinner table. "But what if you don't come back?" Gendry asked, worry rasping over his original manly tone. "Have faith in me. I'll come back with an army behind me, my siblings, and my home." Arya smirked, and leaned up to peck his cheek.
"Better get to bed," Jon began, looking at the two of them so close together. "Early rising tomorrow, Arya." Arya nodded shortly. "You best be up before I go or I'm waking you." Arya hugged Jon and headed upstairs. "You better go, too." Jon gestured towards Gendry. "It's going to be cold tonight." He said with a unnoticeably quick wink. Gendry smiled a grand smile and headed towards his chamber.
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    Arya sat on their bed staring at the frigid nights sky with a fur around her shoulders. She turned towards the noise coming from the door, and when she saw Gendry walking in, she smiled.
He walked over towards her and began to change into his night clothes, but before he could put them on, she stopped him. With the fur still wrapped around her small body, she pulled his wrists towards the bed. The bed creaked at the weight of them, welcoming them both. Gendry sighed breaths of relief as Arya kissed each spot of his neck planked with stress. "Don't worry about me," she breathed in between kisses. "I'm a tough girl, I know what I'm doing." Gendry turned his head to look at her face. "You know what your doing, huh?" He teased, focusing his attention towards her lips. "Mhm.." She leaned in and kissed him, parting his lips with her own. When she pulled away, Gendry smiled. "Shut me up, then." He laughed, still surprised by the perfect caress. She turned her diligence back towards his neck, wrapping her arms around his large abdomen. She planted more kisses down his neck, taking her time with each one. "We shouldn't, not tonight," Gendry began. Arya was still embracing him while he talked. "You'll be gone in just a few hours.. Take the tim-" he began to protest even more but Arya quieted him with a kiss. "All the reason to use those hours for good, then."
Gendry couldn't help it anymore. He tore away the fur from her shoulders to reveal Arya's small body. Her breasts were becoming fuller, and her stomach began to round off from the portions of food she was fed compared to their long journey. He admired her forming muscles, both in her arms and her legs. Finally, after staring at her perfect little figure, she interrupted him. "Stop it." She snapped, breaking Gendry from his daze of admiration. "Stop what?" He asked, almost as if she had offended him. "You're staring." She noted, biting her bottom lip. "Damn right." Gendry leaned on top of her and pecked kisses down her torso and stomach. She giggled with every ticklish spot, making Gendry smile in between kisses. "You're so gorgeous," He began. "More than anyone else. The moment I saw you, Arya. The moment I saw Hotpie and Lommy ganging up on you.. I knew you were special. You didn't take their shit. You're so..So perfect.." Arya smiled, but she didn't want to seem romantic in the particular moment. "Shut up." She laughed, pulling his neck down towards her face. They kissed again, long and passionate. They breathed each others smell in, lust and love was filling their chamber.
  Gendry began working his way down Arya, his hands and lips exploring every square centimeter of her body. When he got to the place that made her feel so good before, she stopped him. "Wait." She said, almost in a hurry. "Did I do something wrong?" Gendry asked, blushing furiously. "No," she laughed, but there was a nervous part in her voice. "Let me try something." Gendry couldn't help but feel excited at the sound of that. What was she going to do?
  Arya put both of her hands on Gendry's shoulders. "Look at that, still dressed. What a gentleman." He chuckled as she began undressing him, but he was eager. He helped her in the process, removing his vest and shedding his top as Arya worked at the bottom.
  Arya placed a hand on Gendry's groin, he sucked in a humongous breath, never had experiencing her touch down there before. She smiled nervously and breathed in, she wasn't sure if she was going to do it right, but she figured it was worth a try. She placed her mouth around Gendry's dick. The reaction out of him was enough to make Arya pant already. She placed a hand above her mouth and began stroking with both her fingers and lips. She felt Gendry's warm hands on her back, encouraging her to continue on. She turned her head, rotating her speed, quickening and slowing with every few strokes. Gendry was breathing heavy, he felt a fire in his stomach. He had to stop her from continuing, he wouldn't have the pleasure of doing more if he finished now.
  He pushed her back Gently. "Where the fuck did you learn to do that?" He asked breathlessly. " A few of the guys were talking about what they liked at the brothel. You liked it then?" She asked, just as breathlessly if not more. He nodded, and both of their faces reddened. Arya sat on her knees and stared up at Gendry, almost like asking what to do next. The moon shone on her face, accenting both her adorable nose and eyes. Gendry saw a sparkle in one of her pupils, making him smash his lips into hers.
  He picked her up and slid her down the pillows before sliding himself between her legs. He placed a finger on the nub that made Arya to wild before, and another inside her. He kissed between her inguinal region as she lifted herself up off the bed, moaning with mercy. She ran her what fingers weren't holding onto the headboard through his hair.  "Gendry.." She moaned his name, causing him to push harder and faster.
  They took turns pleasuring each other with foreplay before becoming serious. Gendry tapped her gently back off of him, and laid her on the creaky bed. She smiled at him and nodded subtly, in which he gave a small nod and smirk back. He rubbed his cock between her legs for a minute or two, teasing them both before thrusting inside.
  He didn't go as slow as the first time, yet he still went in at a cautious rate. Arya seemed to be squeezing her eyes again, but she wasn't wincing nearly as much. She moved her hips with his, squeezing around his impeccably hard dick inside her. Their breaths became synced along with Gendry's deep thrusts, causing them both the same level of pleasure at the same time. Arya's moans became louder, this made Gendry grit his teeth and push harder and quicker. By the near end, they were both ready to bust. The way Arya was biting her lip and moaning had Gendry going earlier than her, causing him to reach his climax inside of her. She took in a final breath before reaching her orgasm, and when they were both finished, they flopped down next to each other. They were both exhausted, heaving breaths and cuddling up close.
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  Arya traced her fingers alone Gendry's chest line and down between his abs. "I really wish you'd let me go with you tomorrow." Gendry commented, breathing into her hair. "And I wish I could, but you know I can't. It's risky enough for me to go alone, I'm not going to put your life in danger." He kissed her forehead sweetly, entangling his fingers with hers once again. "I know.. I just.. Be careful alright?" He stuttered and slipped over his words, trying to find a reasonable argument.. But he too knew it was far too risky to put both their lives in danger. Arya would be safer without him rather than with. "How will you keep warm at night, though?" Gendry asked, pulling her closer and wrapping a fur around them both. "I'll bring something to keep me heated." She smiled, snuggling closer up to him before falling into a heavy deep sleep.
  Really Quick A/N
If this chapter had a lot of spelling errors or mistakes, this is why

Every time I start writing she does this!! Anyways, I hope this chapter wasn't too smutty, I'm trying to keep it to a minimum without boring you guys. Lmk what you thought? :)
Sadie