The Forest Child {Sandor Clegane Story}

Say The Words

Natari woke up the next morning a gentle soreness between her legs. Her head was resting on Sandor's chest as one of her legs wrapped around his waist. The night before Sandor had continued to play and tease her body until her moans and cries became to loud and she felt a warming release rush through her body. As she opened her eyes to the new morning sun beaming through the small window, she saw Sandor was already awake and looking down at her. "Have you been watching me sleep" she whispered with a laugh as he just grunted and cupped her bum tightly.

Natari let out a small gasp and wiggled out of his grip. Arya was already awake and as she leant up to met her eyes, Arya glared back at her with disgust. Natari tried best to not think about it too much, they had enough to deal with already, and once they were all packed and ready, the landlady had prepared some food for them to take on the road. 

"I can't believe you!" Arya grimaced between her teeth as they walked behind Sandor.

"What?" Natari asked

"He's a monster and a killer. I saw you both this morning cuddled up in bed together. You don't love him do you?" She continued to hiss.

Natari looked forward to Sandor, he was a few steps ahead of them and probably unaware of their conversation. "I'm just trying to protect you, Arya, get us back to Robb and your mother".

"So you don't love him?" she asked as she relaxed her brow.

"No sweet sister," she replied, unsure about whether she had just lied.

Later in the day, they passed a travelling farmer who was taking his one remaining cow and daughter south. "Where do you bid?" He called out to them with a gentle smile.

"To Riverrun," Natari replied after considering the man as no threat.

"Why? Nothing there since the northern men's army left. They took most of the people and continued travelling, heading for the Frey towers I heard," the man called back

Natari looked over at Sandor, but he would not look at her as he continued walking ahead. So on the trio marched until the sun began to set in the sky and they made camp for the evening.

"I will not leave her at Riverrun if no one is there. We must travel to the towers!" Natari protested as Sandor continued to ignore her.

"Why are you being like this?" She hissed this time and sat next to Sandor, grabbing his shoulders and attempting to pull him to look at her.

"Like what?" He snapped and finally met her eyes.

Natari moved back as she saw the anger and darkness in his eyes glaring back at her. "You want to go to the towers. Fine, we'll go to the fucking towers," his growled at her and turned away.

Natari retreated from the man and leant down into the cold ground. Arya was already asleep as the fire began to die down and she felt the cold attack her body. After a short while, Sandor came to sit next to her and threw his cloak over her.

"What about you?" She asked with a whisper.

"Don't you pretend to worry about me. I'm just here to protect you and get my gold. You won't be needing to open your legs again for it." 

Instantly, she realised he must have heard her conversation with Arya earlier on and felt a sudden wave of shame. She could not be around him any longer, she needed some time to herself, to figure out what she was doing with him. Standing up from the ground, she pushed the cloak from her and charged towards one of the larger trees just a few feet away from their camp.

"What are you doing woman?" Sandor growled at her as he came marching after her.

In shame and embarrassment, she looked down at her feet and leant against the tree. This silence was only growing on his last nerve with her and he grabbed on to her shoulder and shook her. "What do you want?"

"I told you!" she cried out as her eyes began to burn with the threat of tears.

"Aye, and you told your little sister something else. Ashamed of me girl?" he scoffed and released her. "Don't want the little lady finding out how a dog like me make you feel. Makes you wet and desperate?" He continued in her ear, but biting down on her ear lobe and roughly pushing his hands up her dress until they reached her breasts.

Natari closed her eyes to his touch as he began to suck and kiss down her neck. Meanwhile, his other hand was inside her underclothes and his finger brushed against the sensitive spot between her legs. "You want me to fuck you?" He grunted into her ear.

Shocked at his sudden rage and hunger, she didn't know how to answer as her breathing grew heavy and he removed his hand from between her legs, reaching out for her hand he forcibly placed it on his hardened manhood. "You want it?" He asked again as she instinctively grabbed hold of him and rubbed against his breeches.

Surprised, he suddenly grunted into her neck at the touch and she finally opened her eyes but found his closed. He was all his, she knew it then, he would do anything for her at that moment, and she knew she would do the same. Slowly she began to untie his breeches and pull them down. She had never seen a mans private area before and the size of it terrified her, but slowly she bent down in front of him as his eyes shot open.

"What are you doing?" He managed before she answered him by taking hold of his manhood once again.

Natari knew what women did to men, so gently she wrapped her lips around the tip of him and began to suck. Sandor's knees almost buckled as she began to move her mouth back and forth over him. He was soon groaning under her touch, which encouraged her to suck harder and move faster as he placed his hands on her head and guided the movement. Suddenly he pulled her back and began to rub himself as she kneeled and watched.

"You wouldn't have liked it if I finished in that pretty mouth of yours," he laughed once he had finished, spilling his seed on the ground and then pulling her back up to face him.

Sandor stared into her eyes and watched as her cheeks began to blush. "I need to hear you say it," she whispered. "Say the words and I'll tell Arya the truth." 

"Aye Natari. I'm in love with you woman."