Summer child~Brandon Stark x Reader

Chapter 15- Warm Welcomings and My Lord

Bran kept bugging me later on to follow him. I did as told..eventually anyways and didn't provoke him to explain himself. Osha was carrying him. Once she placed him down he patted the spot next to him. I sat beside him and looked around at the forest scenery. Osha smiled and backed up motioning for Bran. He looks to me and smiles. "I've got something for you my lady." I curiously lean forward and watch as he pulls something out of his pocket. It's small enough that I cannot see what it is. "We'll come on show me!" "Patience." He laughs. He opens his palm to me and I see a thick silver circle that narrowed at one side. This side has a diamond. I gaze at it admiringly. It is beautiful. I saw Lady Catelyn with one just like it. She has a silver ring and then another but with a beautiful diamond. Both from her husband. I blush. "I wanted to give you this. For our wedding or just because. Do you like it? It is silver." "It's beautiful Brandon.." "Here." He takes my hand and places it in my palm. I hold it up to my face to look closer at it before placing it on my fourth finger on my hand. "It looks lovely on you. Certainly suits you." He comments. I end up staring at him, unknowingly to him. "Bran thank you..so much..it's beautiful." "Of course." I giggle and look at my ring. It looks nice on my finger. I bring my other hand to my chest and hold the Direwolf charm on my silver necklace. The two gifts Bran has given me. They're both precious gifts that I would never trade for anything. I don't wish to be the type expecting sapphires and rubies from my husband. I don't expect anything from him. These little sweet gifts surprise me every time though and I am grateful. I giggle. He blushes and looks at the ground. So unknowing. "My lord?" I murmur in a mockingly innocent tone. He looks up at me. I giggle and scoot close to him until my face is very close to his. He swallows and presses his lips together, watching me carefully. I push him back and gently pull his useless legs out straight. I crawl over him and press my lips to his. His face is red and he kisses back. I kiss on his jaw once, and then I kiss his neck. His eyes flew open and he sucks in a breath as I suck timidly on his neck. I am not exactly sure what to do. I find myself nervous and shying away a bit but I look down at his young, begging expression and I lean down again to suck on his neck. I move his furs out of the way and kiss around his neck. I kiss right over his throat and feel it vibrate from the noises he's making. I go back to the small dip in his neck and I stick to that and suck again. "Ohh.. Wait you'll..you'll leave a ma--mark.." His eyes are shut tight. Id normally think that someone like me would stop after that and make sure no one finds out what I did. But at the moment I didn't care and I only sucked harder. His moans excited me and only made me want to keep going. I ran my right hand through his hair and tugged as I sucked and he let out a strangled noise. If Osha was nearby shed definitely hear us. If she was far enough away we were safe. I felt uncomfortable hovering so I timidly lowered myself to sit on his lap. I didn't feel comfortable enough to lay on him so I straddled him. I surprised myself when I bit his neck and apparently I surprised him too. His moan was a bit loud and I withdrew. He panted a bit and stared into my eyes. He seemed really embarrassed that he couldn't hold back. I pressed my hands on his chest and smiled before leaning back down to continue. I didn't get far before I felt something pressing on me. I felt nervous before I even understood so I immediately sat up and blushed. I did realize what it was when I looked skeptically at Bran who's face was as red as the leaves on a weirwood. "Im sorry.." He stammered. I smirked. Yes I was very nervous at this point but he was so damn cute and scared. He seems to think Id be mad at him. He apologized! I leaned down and bit his neck before getting off of him. I helped him up and we hear crunching. Just on time. "Hey. Did the little lord give you your gift?" "Yes!" I showed her my ring and she smiled. "I thought he'd shy away." She looks slyly at him before smirking. "And I see you gave him a gift as well." I was confused for a brief moment before I slowly turned to him and saw his exposed neck with a very obvious red mark. Realization of what I did hit me. I slowly turned back to Osha and Bran hurriedly covered his neck with his furs. "Come on you two." She stopped teasing and good naturedly brought us back to the yard. I giggle as we walk and ponder how bewildered Bran must feel! He's always complaining how no woman will ever want him or love him. And imagine the surprise everyone else must have. No one wanted to be mean about it... But no one expected Bran would ever have a woman's attention or love. Although im hardly a full grown woman, im still the opposite sex. He ended up crawling over to me. "Bran.." I helped him best I could to sit correctly. "Can we talk?" He murmurs. "Yes." "I want to marry you..you said you wanted to marry me...but I don't want you to feel rushed or anything. I like what we do but if you think about it, we could be married in a few months." "I know." "Well my point is you mustn't feel pressured to do anything drastic." "You mean children.." "Yes.." "I won't I promise. Don't worry about me. I just want things to stay the same. But a little more..if that makes sense." "It does. I want the same. I still wanna bother the seven Hells outta you." He slaps my arm playfully and I laugh. "Good." I slap his chest playfully back. "Maybe that's why we will be good for eachother. I've considered it, and I think because we're already..well you're my best friend anyway...but since we're already close, we'd be a good match no?" "I think so! Best friends already know each other. It's hardly arranged. Your parents knew I wanted to marry you..not Robb.." He smiles. "Im glad. It would've..hurt.." I cupped his cheek. "Im yours. Okay?" He smiles. "What do you want to do?" "Hmm.. Tell me more stories about your journey north of the wall!" "Must i? You know most of it." "I like how you escaped Crasters!" "It was horrible.." "Oh that reminds me. Are Meera and Jojen going to live here or no?" "I think? The only word I've heard from them is from a raven. They SHOULD be here in a fortnight. They didn't mention where theyd live." "Huh.." Summer lugs in and lays on Bran's legs. "Hey boy. So what did you want to hear y/n?" "Who was the man that wanted to kidnap you?" "I don't know..he was going to take me away. For gods knows what. Probably to kill me. Everyone wanted the Starks dead. I don't know why I was such a threat to them. Im a cripple." "You're one of the heirs. You're a highborn. You're important. You're of blood. I bet you it was the Boltons. They wanted all of the Starks dead. They couldn't even kill one. Weak bastards" he laughs. "You're devilish aren't you?" "They're evil!" He laughs again. "My lord." "Hmm?" "There's a raven for you." "Oh...thank you.." The man departs and Bran's brown eyes skim the crinkling roll of paper. "What's it say?" "I think it's from Jojen..speak of the devil. He said there's a snowstorm coming in two fortnights. He should reach Winterfell before then. He said he saw us get married..." I pressed my lips together. Bran reads on to himself. "Basically it marks the first real blizzard of Winter. But winter won't be here then I hope. That will only be the first snow..it should be that way anyways." "Why did he tell you about the snow?" "I don't know..strange right?" "Is Meera joining him?" "I believe so.. I would think. They're always together, and he isn't safe without her." "Lord Stark!" We look up. "Oh. Hello my lady." "I wanted to say hello formally and meet you both. Robb has told me all about you." She smiles at Bran. Her eyes showed the same emotion Robb did. He's the little boy in their eyes. I wonder if that ever bothers Bran.. "Y/n is your name?" "Yes my lady." "You and Bran will make a good couple." "Oh..thank you.." "How old are you both?" "15 years." "Wow! You're quite young. How adorable!" I got a tad annoyed by the fact he saw us as only children but she seemed to mean well. "I'll see you both at supper?" "Absolutely my lady." "Farewell!" She leaves. "She's very beautiful." I muse. "Yeah. She is. In her own way." I note the change of tone. "You don't agree?" "Well I do I suppose but she's definitely Robb's type." "What's your type?" I joke. "Fiesty devilish girls who can't keep their mouth off of my own." I blush. "You don't like the kissing? Alrighty. I'll stop!" "NO!" She shouts..rather loudly. He blushes, his hand extending to me. "Kiss me..please?" I smirk. "No no I won't misbehave I am sorry I was so forward with you. I'll be more reserved I promise." "I was only teasing!" He whines. "Please..don't do this." "I won't fall for it I will keep my mouth away from you my lord!" "Y/n if I could walk.." "Youd what?" I finish for him. "Kiss me.." "Little eager are we?" He leans forward and grabs my arm pulling me harshly over to him. I look into his eyes and smirk. "Please.." He blushes. "I don't know Bran." He makes a whining sound his eyes like a puppy's. "Please I want you to.." "Want what?" I peck his lips. "You're being rude!" He growls. I kiss him again. He pants slightly and leans forward trying to get closer to me. I snicker back up so he falls, laying down on his stomach. I giggle and he growls and drags himself a pace over to me. "What?" I giggle. He pulls on a crate, sits himself up, and grabs me. I push him playfully. "You're only getting yourself into more trouble!" "How my little crippled lord?" He lunges at me and he ends up on top of me. We squirm and I try to fight back but he successfully pins me down. "Hehe you really want that kiss eh?" He narrows his eyes at me and cocks his head. I push him over and sit up. I grab his furs and drag him up against the crate and straddle him. He glares at me defenselessly and I take his bottom lip between mine and softly suck on it. "He whines something but it's muffled. I run my fingers through his hair. "This is what you like hmm?" "Mmm..." He says. I pull. Hard. He makes a sharp sound, like a yelp, and pulls his lips away only to harshly bite my neck. Im the one to cry out this time and I feel the warm blood slowly dripping down my neck. "Jeez what was that for? Wolf!" He blushes. "You..i..I dunno.." "You know my lord I quite like that mark I made on your beautiful neck.." I trail my fingers on his neck, then his shoulders. He's filled out since last year certainly. I felt as if I wanted to touch him when I first saw him. He's something to admire. I asked Arya about this before and she told me when she sees Gendry, she looks at his qualities and feels longing which I suppose is that longing feeling to touch and feel. I lean down and suck on his neck. He groans deeply. I blush. That certainly excited me.. "Gods Bran.." I lean up slightly before leaning back down and notice his eyes flicker to mine. The look in his eyes make everything even more exciting and I continued to suck harshly on different places on his neck. Once I am satisfied, I lean up to his ear and whisper. "My lord." It was almost a whine the way I said it. I suck softly on his ear lobe before pulling away. His reaction was out of the no where. He had grabbed me with both of his hands very suddenly and i tended up gazing into his eyes. His grip loosened and he pressed his hands to the ground shifting himself so he Is sitting up. Our faces were short of a few hairs apart. And that's how we sat for a while just staring into each other's eyes. He presses his lips together and I strokes his face. I felt happy, excited, and elated. I admired him and he caught me off guard when he kissed me. I close my eyes and he bites down on my lip. He sure is rough.. Not that im complaining. He tugs on it before kissing me again. All I hear is our lips smacking. I hear a slight crunch nearby but I ignore it. I hear Summer stand up but I find myself unable to stop. I drag my fingers through his hair and pull his face even closer to mine. I sit on his lap and he pulls my waist close to him. I moan accidentally and he leans down to bite my jaw, leaving bite marks im sure and he bites below jaw on my neck there. We kiss again but we hear a loud clang and look up. Bran and I both immediately lose all confidence when we see Rickon and Arya giggling. Our faces were red and we shared a mortified expression at the unknown. How much did they see? I realize why Summer had gotten up. Two other direwolves began to romp around with him. Shaggydog and Nymeria. I sit next to Bran and realize how out of breathe we both are. Our chests are heaving. Rickon continues to giggle and Arya taps her foot giving us a scrutinizing expression. Neither of us say a word. I wasn't sure what to say. "Osha was right!" Arya says quite triumphantly. "What are you talking about?" Bran says. "I asked where you two were. She said probably eating eachothers faces off. She was right!" He looks down and I glare at her. Im sure my face is still very red but I can't help but stare her down. "I recall catching you playing around with Gendry too. You both are just as bad. Wasnt your hand lingering on his.." "STOP! Stop.. I think we can agree that no one tells anyone anything." "Agreed." Bran smirks. "But we're not the only ones who saw you." "What??" Bran stutters. "Mmhm! I was on my way over here and Ser Rodrick was coming my way and chuckling saying you two were going at it." "Fuck.." Bran mutters. "What?" I stare at him demandingly. "Oh if anyone other than my siblings or I see, or Osha or Hodor..anyways! Anyone other than us will tell someone it'll get around." Bran groans. "Well what's the big deal." "He's afraid Father will find out." She chuckles. "Oh he WILL find out. Trust me." I blush. That won't be a comfortable encounter. "The feast is soon. The Lord of Winterfell and his Lady should be present at the feast long before anyone else don't you agree?" Bran nods and tells Rickon to get Hodor. Shaggydog races after the little boy and that leaves Nymeria and Summer to wrestle with each other. "Oh and Bran!" "What?" "You may want to cover up your neck before everyone arrives at dinner." She snickers as she leaves, Nymeria following. Summer pants after her before facing Bran, who is blushing darkly. It's then that I notice how bad his neck looks. It's full of red marks and bites. I didn't think about people noticing those. Gods.. They're really bad too. "They're not that bad are they?" Bran asks worriedly. "No.." I lie. "Well yah..they are." I blush. His nose flares and I see the embarrassment in his eyes. "Do you think Ser Rodrick saw..?" "Perhaps.. Will your father even join us for supper?" "Think about it. They went on a hunt together. If Ser Rodrick is my father most certainly is." "Oh gods.." Hodor comes bellowing in. "Hodor!" "Hey Hodor." Hodor lifts Bran. "Take me to the dining hall." His voice strains a bit as Hodor lifts him. "Y/n.. You need to cover your neck. That dress doesn't do you any good." "Why?" He blushes. "You're covered in blood.." I blush. "I'll meet you outside my bedchambers?" "Yes. We'll go to the hall together." I run ahead hoping not many souls see me. Once I reach my quarters i Rush in and stand before my mirror. Oh my gods. It looks like an animal attacked me.. There's a savage bite in my neck surrounded by dirty blood and a few smaller bites around my jaw and such. My lips are swollen and there's two spaces dripping blood slightly from when he bit there. I look like I was mauled.. I brush out my hair and clear my throat. I must look like a lady. I dress into a Winter dress, one made right here in Winterfell. I also wear the cloak Lady Catelyn gave me. It is light in color like her own and Arya's. I do like to wear Bran's. It's large and comfortable. But this one fits more to my size. My own has grown too small for me so a year or so back, Lady Catelyn gave me one of her own from when she first came to Winterfell and was going to be marred to Brandon Stark, Eddard Stark's brother. I place it on myself and admire the Northern look. I pull a few strands on each side of my head back and twist them tightly and clip them. I hope I look alright enough.  I don't believe im beautiful enough for Brandon. I frown upon my reflection. Im not worthy of the Stark name, such a noble name.