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It was one thing when Petyr had pushed her back onto the bed and slowly opened her legs. One thing when he had knelt before her and his tongue had begun to taste her; a gasp leaving her lips, as his nose brushed against her sensitive numb, (Y/n) able to feel him smile against her skin as his tongue and then his fingers continued to explore her. But now, as she gripped hold of the head of the bed, with Petyr behind her; one hand holding onto her hip while the other moved around her body, his fingers finding the bundle of nerves that nestled in the hair between her legs, and his manhood moving in and out of her with increasing vigour, she believed that she would lose her mind with pleasure. Spots appearing in front of her eyes, as over and over again Petyr told her he wanted her, that he needed her; that she was his reason for being. His lust filled growls and moans accompanying her own whimpers of delight, as with each firm thrust, the knots in her belly grew tighter and tighter; the she-wolf sure that at any moment every single one would unravel, and her arms would give way, forcing her body fulling up against the wooden headboard.

He had been so good to her, so gentle as he had taken her maidenhood. (Y/n) taken aback by the look in his eyes as they had become one; as he had been sheathed by her. A look that seemed to suggest that he did actually care for her, that.....dare she say......that he loved her. The oldest child of Ned and Catelyn hoping that even though his lips could lie better than anyone she had ever met, his eyes didn't; for despite herself, despite the fact that he was her aunt's husband, she had found herself having feelings for the lord from the Fingers; there something about him that spoke to her, that pulled her to him. And the longer he spent at the Eyrie, the more those feelings had grown. A part of her hating herself, despising her need for him; but her heart wanted what it wanted, and more than anything...........it wanted Petyr Baelish.

"(Y/n).........." Petyr suddenly called out, as his grip on her tightened. Her knuckles turning white, as with one last forceful movement of his hips, every knot inside her, burst. Her body shaking with pure, unadulterated pleasure as his warmth filled her. His form slumping against hers, as she fell against the headboard. The pair gasping for air as the sweat that covered their bodies, mingled.

"You are perfection........." Petyr whispered into her ear, as he wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her away from the cool wood, her back resting against his chest. The she-wolf wishing that they could stay like this forever. That her aunt, Robin, the Eyrie, in fact the whole world would just vanish and leave her and Petyr like this........in one another's arms. A chuckle coming from the lord as a displeased moan left her lips when he pulled himself from her.

"Don't worry, my darling, you will have me again, soon enough. We have the rest of the night..........." The former Master of Coin assured her, before kissing the flesh just below her ear and sending a shiver down her spine. Petyr dropping himself onto the mattress, before pulling her to him. A contented sigh leaving his lips, as she placed her head on his chest.

"What now, Petyr........? Where do we go from here...........?"

"Now.........now I will make you my wife and take you away from here........"

"Wife......?" (Y/n) asked, as she sat up and looked at him.

"If you have forgotten, you are already married to my aunt, which means I am, at best, your mistress, and at worst........at worst I am your whore. And given that, if my aunt even hears so much as a whisper that we have spent the night together, she will not only kill me without a second thought, but she will come up with some unique way of making you suffer. And away from here.........? Where do you suggest? I am a Stark, my home is now under the control of that murdering traitor, Roose Bolton. The north just as dangerous as if I were foolish enough to journey to Kings Landing and present myself to Cersei or Tywin Lannister. I hate it here, I hate my aunt, my cousin.......I hate being a prisoner of that mad woman's mood swings. But........and as much as I hate to admit it, she and the Eyrie are probably the only reasons that I am still alive. So......where is there to go.........?"

"Do not worry, my love........" Petyr reaching up and moving some of the damp hair that clung to her cheek.

"All you have to do, is leave everything to me. You will be my wife (Y/n), do not doubt that. And I will take you from here, you have my word. We will have a life together, and I swear that I will give you everything that you deserve. I may not be the best of men; but you are the reason to change that. I will prove that I am worthy of you; that I can protect you.....all you have to do is trust me........." He explained. The she-wolf closing her eyes as his fingers slowly made their way from her cheek, down her neck and then to her breast. A breathy sigh escaping her, as his fingertip ghosted over her nipple, and it hardened at the touch.

Trust..........she wanted to trust him. She had given herself to him, allowed him to take her maidenhood, so she must trust him somewhat......but what he was talking about would take more than somewhat. She would have to trust her everything to him.......to the silver-tongued serpent that had wrapped itself around her and was telling her he would not let her go. To the man that was wed to her aunt and also claimed to the world that he loved her. Yet as many reasons as there were to doubt him, to believe that she would be foolish to give him any more than she already had; there was that look in his eyes again. A look that told her that every word that had left his lips, was, in fact, the truth. That he would rescue her and take her away. Petyr smiling at her, as she slowly nodded.

"That's my good girl. Now............" (Y/n) letting out a small yelp, as she suddenly found herself on her back.

"Let's see what the rest of the night brings............."