Game of Thrones Oneshots

Robb x reader- To get along (pt2)

WARNING SMUT IN CHAPTER!!!

"I swear to the old gods and the new that I'll strangle you in your bloody sleep!" You yelled at the top of your voice, reaching up to hover your tense hands over Robb's throat. He rolled his eyes at you and slapped your hands away. Not even the slightest bit intimidated by your rage. 

Though things had gotten slightly better between you, arguments were still common. By day you'd shout at each other. By night you'd meet up for a walk before bed. Though not many knew of your night time walks. Instead they just saw the pair of you bite each others heads off. 

Robb quipped, "go ahead and strangle me, it won't change the fact that you can't go running away with the blacksmiths son!" 

"I wasn't running away! He just wanted to take me to the village festival."  You shoved Robb's chest over and over again as you continued shouting. "He's a nice man! He makes me laugh! All while you make me want to throw myself off the highest point in Winterfell." 

"A high born lady like yourself can't be so close to a common ma-"

"Do us all a favour and pull that stick out of your ass and your head along with it." With a burning glare, your arms remained animated and exaggerated. Annoyance pouring out of every pore. "You might get yourself a girl then and lose all that serious bullshi-" 

"That is enough, the pair of you!" Ned's voice rung out in the courtyard and you both turned in his direction. Eyes cast to the floor as an immediate flush overtook your faces. To be reprimanded by Ned has always brought on guilt and shame. He had a way of making it clear he was disappointed and not one person would want the honourable Ned Starks disappointment. "You two are acting like bickering children. Arguing in the middle of the courtyard in front of everyone."

Robb glanced at you, his frown less angered and more ashamed, and finally raised his head to the Lord of Winterfell, "I'm sorry, father. We'll make sure to keep our arguments private from now on." 

"That is not enough." Ned gestured to Theon, who stood smirking by his side, with a silent command. His ward approached you with a chain gripped in his hands. "If you act like a child then you'll get a child's punishment." 

Theon lifted your arms and wrapped the chain around your writs over and over again. Binding you together as his smirk grew wider and smug. When he was done you stared ruefully at the chain. Lifting your arm up and in turn lifting Robb's as well. "What will this accomplish?" 

"You will spend time together until you can at least be civil with one another."

"But what if I need to attend to my own needs!" You took a desperate step towards Ned, your cheeks flushing in piled embarrassment. After all you and Robb were human. Needing to eat and sleep and relieve oneself. To even imagine the thought of Robb being tied to you during such embarrassing times...oh how you wished you really did throw yourself off the highest point of Winterfell. 

Ned turned away from you, raising his voice so you could hear him as he carried on with his day, "best you get along before such things." 

Robb was unusually quiet so you tried to gauge what he was thinking by the way he held himself. He seemed to be in utter disbelief. Eyes locked on the chain that bound you together as his face was grimly set. Soon enough he accepted your situation and without a word, communicated that this was just something you both had to deal with until his father was happy. Anyway, how hard could it be? Pretending to like each other enough to be free as soon as possible. Easy right?

An agreement settled between you and you moved to head to the main hall. Yet the chain went taught as soon as Robb moved in the opposite direction. You slammed back into one another and you growled, "what are you doing!"