Summer child~Brandon Stark x Reader

Chapter 17- Games

"Do you think Osha likes Hodor?" "I don't know." Bran stares at his door. "They left us alone though." "You seem happy about that." He looks at me. "Want to play a game?" "Sure." He grabs some wooden pieces. "Aim for the empty shelf in the middle." "Alright." "Games I play because I can't run around anymore." He mutters and plays with a wooden piece. I smile sympathetically. I didn't realize how hard it was to actually get these little pieces in the shelf. He ended up winning. He got 4 out of 5 of his pieces in. I got 1. I look at him and he smirks. "Old Nan says those who aim well are ought to be good marksmen." I smile. "On horseback you'll be amazing." "I hope so." He looks longingly outside his window. A black crow sits on his window and caws. Bran grabs the furs on his bed and his head jerks back. His eyes are rolled back and he is panting. I hold his arm a bit shocked. It happened so quickly. He pants and I watch in sick fascination. He suddenly comes back to. His eyes focus around his room and he looks at me. "What was that about???" "I don't know.." He mutters. I press my lips together. "Can you do it again?" "Why?" "I like watching it.." I blush but stare straight at him. "Summer." He stares back at me. Summer stands up and climbs on the bed. Bran looks away from me and sort of stares blankly into nothing. I watch excitedly. He pants again and his eyes roll back. I stare at his white eyes and Summer's turn white before rolling back to their original color. Summer Looks at me and climbs over me. He pants and grumbles. He leans down to my face and lays his body completely on me. He licks my face. "Really Bran?" Summer whines. Bran comes back and looks over at me blushing. "I didn't know what to do." Summer stares at me confused and then settles down still on me. "Summer off boy." Summer moves to the edge of Bran's bed, and lays down. I look at Bran. "Can I try something? Just to see what it's like?" "Sure." He watches me. I get up almost smirking and kneel beside him. He watches me suspiciously and I grab his furs and pull him harshly and he falls on top of me. "Ugn!" He blushes darkly. I look down at his slightly parted lips. I stare at his lower lip and take it between mine and suck on it. He blushes darkly. I pull away and giggle. "I like you here." He Looks down at me blushing. I kiss his cheek and his jaw and the corner of his mouth. "I reaaaally like you here Brandon." He blushes more. I attack his lips once more and press closer to him. He closes his eyes and after a moment he fiercely kisses me back. I try to pull away to tease him but he grabs my face with his hand and makes a muffled noise kissing me again. He bites at my lip. He pulls on my lip slightly and opens his eyes staring into mine. He lets go and leans down biting my neck. I let out a breathy moan. He lets go and kisses me again. It surprised me and I wasn't sure how to react. He moves his lips against mine and I like the feeling of him being in charge. I kiss back until he parts. He watches me. I look up at him and wrap my arms around him. He blushes. I pull him closer. He becomes shy again although Im not sure why. We hear footsteps and have no time to react. I remind myself to corner Arya later and tell her to learn not to walk in on us every damn time we Friking kiss. "Whoa." "Arya! Come on!" Bran yelled. "Can't you knock?!" "I didn't expect you'd be mounting her!" "IM NOT!" He turned his head to face her best he could. "Jeez guys whoa." "We weren't doing anything." I blush. "Don't lie he's on top of you!" Bran blushed and glared angrily at her. I push him off of me and he pushed himself up so he's sitting. "So.." She smirked. "I'll admit I completely forgot why I needed you once I saw that." Bran looks annoyed.  Suddenly, he wargs into Summer who snarls and walks towards Arya. "Okay okay calm down! I'll leave!" Summer stops snarling and Bran comes to. "Knock please." He mutters. She rolls her eyes. "I will. I don't want to catch you two going at it one day." she giggles and runs out before Bran could do anything. He sighs and looks at me. "Im sorry." "It's ok." I smile. I sit up and look down at him. "Can we go riding tomorrow?" "Yeah that would be nice." He smiles. "I wish I could walk." "Why?" "I have so many places I want to show you. Over the years I've thought of so many. Many of them require climbing.." He frowns. "Please don't be upset.." He looks up at me sadly. I hold his hand like I used to whenever he was upset. He held mine. "There's no hope for me." He murmurs. "Don't say that Bran..please.." He grimaces. He seems to want to say something but he closes his mouth. He opens his mouth again only to press his lips together. I rest an arm on his shoulder jokingly and he sarcastically glares at me. "I think everyone's in the den.." "Want to go in there?" "Im not sure yet." I lightly brush my hand on his neck. He looks at my hand then back to the door. I brush my hand down his chest and he tenses up looking at my face. I smirk and look away. He sighs. "We've run out of things to do." "Mmhm." "Let's leave." "Huh?" "For a couple days. Lets just leave. My time north of the wall sometimes wasnt that bad. Maybe we can go with jojen and meera once they're here." I smile beginning to like the idea. "Okay. Sure." "Really?" "Yeah. I quite like that idea." He smiles brightly. I move his furs down randomly. "What are you doing?" "You need to see why it was such a big deal at the feast." "Alright.." "I'll be back." I went to my chambers to get a small hand mirror and I bring it back to Bran's room. He was petting Summer when I came in. He looks up. "Okay look." I climb on his bed and Show him the mirror. He angles his neck and gasps. "Seven Hells.." He mumbles. He blushes lightly. "Everyone saw that?!" I blush. "Yeah.." "Gods!" He stares at his neck, his mouth agape. I blush awkwardly. "Sorry." He looks at me incredulously. "What did you do to me?" His voice high a bit. He blushes. I laugh a bit. "Excuse me little lord??" "Well look! You sucked the hell outta me.." He blushed again when he realized what he said. I giggle. "Excuse you but you attacked me!" "What??" "Look!" I showed him the bloody bite mark. "Whoa." He stares at my neck. "It got worse! Gods..does it hurt?" "Yeah." I laugh. "It's sore." "Oh im sorry y/n.." I laugh again. "It's not a big deal!" "Have you seen your neck???" "Yes." "It's all bloody and and." He shakes his head staring at my neck. "️you're like a wolf." Snickers. "I suppose we should wrap that up.." "Why?" "Those are deep..I didn't mean to bite that hard.." "You're violent." I joke. "Well you excited me madly.." He blames. "How??" "The way you kiss me..." He blushes. "You like it?" He nods. "Oh yeah my lord?" He nods again shortly and blushes. "Im at your service." I wink playfully. He shakes his head. "Evil." "You too." "You were always evil." "As were you." I sit on his legs. "Can you feel this?" "No." "You can't???" "No." I frown. I scoot up and sit on his lap. "We should get some arrows and throw them. I did it at home. It's fun. Throw them against the wall." "Do they stay in?" "Yeah. It's fun." "We could do that but not in the bedrooms." "Outside perhaps. Aim for the wooden poles." "Yah that would work." ... "Can you feel me sitting here??" "Well you're half on my stomach so yes." "Huh. But the other half on your legs?" "No..i mean you're..no." He focuses on the furs to his right. "But your.." I become flustered. He looks at me embarrassed. "You can feel it..Umm.." He blushes harder and looks away again. "you feel it..there..." I mumble. He doesn't respond at first. "...yes." He says rather softly. For some reason im glad for that fact. "Bran..do you ever want to have children?" "Yes.." He says distantly. "I didn't know I could.. Father didn't expect me to marry or ever bed a woman let alone have children." "Well your father was wrong. You're a lord. You'll have many children." He smiled at me. "I didn't know I could.." "Osha said you can." "Yes.." "With me..sometime?" "...Yes..." He blushes. "How many?" He looks up at me. "The family tree was always huge. Until Brandon died. And Lyanna. And Benjen became a man of the night's watch. It shrunk. Father has the children. Us. Sansa will likely marry someone highborn. Arya possibly will marry that man she loves. Robb is marrying Talisa. Jon and Rickon eventually too." "But who cares about their numbers. Do you want to have a lot of kids?" "Yes." He looks at me seriously. "Do you?" I nod smiling. "Protect them with my life." "As would i." "Sometimes I fantasize about it. My future children.." He smiles. "You do?" "I imagine our children climbing on the towers... driving me absolutely crazy. Bless your mother for dealing with you and bless me for falling in love with you. Now my kids will all be the spitting image of you!" He laughs. "Little troublemakers." "You're just as bad! Our kids will be horrible!" He laughs harder. I smile. "Mmm I love that name." He laughs. "What?" "Brandon Stark." He smiles and gazes into my eyes.