Robb Stark and the Lowborn | By : WildRose Category: G through L > Game of Thrones Views: 15564 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Robb Stark looked out the window patiently. Any moment she would come, he knew it. Sure enough, moments later, the beautiful auburn haired girl he so desperately craved entered the courtyard. It was dark outside, and anyone else would have diffuculty identifying someone in that blackness, but by the quickness of her step, Robb knew it was her.
Suddenly he jumped to his feet and ran down the corridor. His steps were loud and echoed down the halls, but he was confident no one would be up at this hour, not even his night-owl brothers. When he reached the archway, he paused for a moment, before calling her name. She looked radiant in the moonlight, her long reddish brown hair curling at the ends, framing her beautiful face. She had the kind of face he would die for, one anyone would die for, he'd assumed. "Aerona," It was a whisper, but had the impact of a shout. She jumped, breathing a sigh of relief once he stepped from the shadows. "Robb, I knew you would come." Aerona ran to him, and as he gathered her up in his arms, his heart burned with love and his loins ached with desire. She was warm in his arms, he could feel the curve of her body even through the heavy coats she wore. "Come with me." Robb whispered delicately into her ear, and he led her through the stone corridor. He ducked through several small passageways, Aerona following closely behind.
Eventually, after so many twists and turns she wondered if they would ever find their way out without a ball of string, they arrived in a small room with no windows. It was warmer than the rest of the castle, but still pitch black. Robb slowly lit several candles in the corners of the room; illuminating a bed in the center of the small room, cloaked in red velvet blankets and olive-colored pillows. "My lady," Robb began, taking her hand. "Oh please, Robb, I am not a lady." Aerona protested, pulling her hand from his grasp. "But you are, my dear Aerona. You are all I have ever wanted." He stepped closer to her, "You are everything I have ever needed." He cupped her chin with a single hand, his lips begging for a kiss.
"Not everything." She muttered, pulling away from his grasp again. "A true lady, a highborn. That is what you need. Not a blacksmith's daughter." The pain in her eyes stabbed something within him, deeper than he could describe. He looked at her olive eyes, and couldn't imagine a world of which she was not the center.
"I love you, Aerona." This time he gripped the back of her neck with a stern but gentle hand, and met her lips. Her hands crept up to his face, pulling him closer, deeper. Hastily they untied their coats and stripped themelves of whatever linen confined them. Robb laid her down carefully on the bed, his raw lips making their way down her face, onto her bare chest. Softly he kissed her breasts, and she let out a soft moan. The noise ignited his internal hunger as he greedily ventured southward. He kissed her sweet lips, tasting like salt and honey. Soon he could not bear it any longer, he had to enter her. She begged for him as he teased her clit. And finally, when he plunged inside of her, Aerona couldn't help but allow a sudden gasp pass her lips. Her hips bucked instinctively and the heat of his body warmed her on the cool linen sheets. His strong arms wrapped around her; encapsulating her in his warmth and love. His rhythmic breath beated in her ear, and she could feel herself losing control. "Robb, I can't much longer..." Finally she let go, a shuddering explosion within her, shattering in pieces around him. She could feel his juices swelling inside of her. He collapsed next to her, breathing heavily and steadily. Aerona lay her head on his chest, and they fell asleep, side by side, together within a secret.
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