They had been travelling for days. When all hell broke lose with the execution of Ned Stark, Gendry had been terrified that the era after Robert Baratheon's reign would spell chaos and corruption. It was Yoren's promise of joining the Night's Watch that kept Gendry's hope alive, that he would at least be able to escape the turmoil soon to take place in Westeros. It was not an entirely pleasant experience travelling with Yoren- a rude, dishevelled, ill tempered man along with his ill advised handpicked companions. He managed to communicate with only three- Ary, Hot Pie and Arika. Ary was a tall, scrawny girl, so obviously posing as a boy with her badly chopped boyish hair. He had not told her, but he had seen her pissing in the woods, and though she angered him for most of the journey, he had grown quite attached to her constant whining and dare he say it, boldness. Sometimes he had caught her staring at him whilst he bathed, and despite being oblivious as to her age, Gendry sometimes wondered what would happen between them if she was a little older. Hot Pie was nothing more than an annoying little brother to him, and an unwanted brother at that.

The companion that probed his curiosity the most was Angarika...Arika for short. She was a sight to behold, a gem, unknown to Westeros with her dark, wild hair and her golden skin. Her voice was molten gold, and Gendry could only fantasise at how wondrous her body looked bare, voluptuous, the way her bust was curved and the shape of her hips, the way she was cinched so naturally at the waist. She had the type of body uncommon amongst Westerosi women, Gendry had only discovered tall, slim, small breasted women. What he found most peculiar about Arika, was her bond with Ary, it seemed to him that they had known each other for years, the bond between them old and deep. Although, he had finally concluded that this was just a womanly bond.

"I could give you a hand with that." Gendry awkwardly blurted out to Arika, filling a pail of water by the river.

"I'm quite alright, but thank you."

"You're very quiet you know. Only speaking with Ary, you stay away from every other person." Gendry hurried behind her in the hope of some small talk.

"I don't care for small talk anymore."

Ever since the Starks had been separated, Arika had been no priority. She had just been wandering, hoping she would escape from this chaos once and for all and make her way to Dorne. Robb had promised Arika that he'd come back for her, once the fighting ended and he had avenged his father- but Arika had escaped from Robb before he had a chance to make their affair a formal one. She missed Robb's tender, warm touch, and at times craved his mighty cock, but Arika had decided not to mess with Robb's heart and left without further delay. Consider it her luck, that she had found Yoren heading towards Castle Black and had persuaded him with much careful seduction to take her along with him. It was even greater luck she had found little Arya Stark, and with their stories only disclosed to each other, she kept to herself and also made the journey, in the hope that she would find Jon Snow and seek refuge/disguise in Castle Black.

Gendry caught her eye, black shaggy hair, dark features, chivalrous yet skeptical, it would be true to say he reminded her of her Jon Snow. There had been times when Arika's cunt ached, and she had wondered if she could cruelly seduce Gendry too, but their circumstances had not favoured her.

"Okay then mi'lady. I won't care for smalltalk. I'd just like to admire. Admire your beauty, admire how brightly you shine amongst us grey Westerosi folk. You're not from here, it's obvious. So for the short time I have made your acquaintance, let me make the most of it, so I can tell stories to other men, stories that prove, yes, I did come across such a woman."

"Now listen mi'lady. I hope I haven't offended you. Can we not spend some time in these woods before we head back? Who knows when I'll get another chance to spend some time with you. I know Yoren would kill me but I don't care. We have to be back in a couple of hours. Give me the honour then?"

Arika, not quite sure what his intentions were, agreed.

They started walking along the stony path near the river, a slow walk, she had never truly noticed the beauty of a green forest before. She had simply dismissed it as nothing of a wonder, but today, it resembled an Eden like quality. They talked about their interests, and Arika even disclosed she was from Dorne without revealing her full identity.

"Seven hells, are you alright?" A startled Gendry spoke as he helped Arika up from her muddy fall.

"Yes I'm fine. A little dirt doesn't bother me. Although, I will have to give these clothes a rinse before we set off again."

Arika removed her over garments, being fully aware of the sillouhete of her body being visible to Gendry. As she began to undress, she began to notice a bulge forming in Gendry's breeches. It had been long past since she had been touched and her belly filled with seed. Unknowingly, Arika began to finger her cunt, licking her lips, in a phase of lusting ecstasy.

"Arika... fuck me...Arika. Need any help mi'lady? Sorry I'll snap out of it."

"How about we brave a swim in the river?" Arika teased whilst a dangerous idea came to mind. Gendry could only nod whilst he was lost in his boyish lust and so Arika removed her small clothes, and temptingly invited him into the river.

When both were naked and wet, Arika let Gendry feel and familiarise himself with her body.

"I've felt nothing like this mi'lady, your body...I can't begin to describe." Gendry smiled, losing himself in her.

"Well, let me have a feel for your manhood...Lord Gendry." Arika began to softly caress Gendry's cock, she began to feel a desire creep upon her, she started to rub his cock against her inner thigh, letting it sometimes kiss her cunt underwater, until he decided he could take it no longer. Gendry with such aggression, pushed his lips on to Arika's and thrust his cunt into her with complete control...loud, inescapable moans erupted from Arika's body, whilst Gendry carefully wrapped her legs around his back and pounded her against the edge of the river. At the same time, Gendry massaged her swollen nipples and teats causing more eruptions to take place.

"Gendry...ohh...my...Lord...fuck me...Ser Gendry...Lord Gendry." Gendry continued to grind his cock and tightened his grip on her hips. The tighter he was, the harder she moaned, and the wetter her cunt became.

As they were nearing their climaxes, Gendry climbed out of the river, onto a river bed with his hands on her hips, legs wrapped around his back, his cock and her cunt intact and began to fervently force every inch of himself inside her, increasing his speed at every thrust."

"Arika...my Dornish Queen. Fuck. Fuck. Yes mi'lady." Gendry's groans began to take a heavy toll, eventually exploding inside her.

"Gendry, I still haven't climaxed. Fuck me Ser." Arika breathed heavily.

"Your wish is my command." Gendry obeyed, by inserting his fingers inside her, whilst feasting his eyes upon her body. As he started to suck upon her swollen nipples, Arika, exhausted, collapsed and climaxed.

"What a mess we've made." Whispered Arika, satisfied with the feel of Gendry's seed and her wetness trickling down her cunt.

"Not a mess mi'lady, a harmony. The intimacy which we had both long craved for." Smiled Gendry, content, pleasured and deeply intoxicated by Arika.