Not Arya

Bran watched his chamber's door open expectantly. His lustful face turned into one of complete terror as he saw a red-haired girl instead of a brown-haired one at his door.

"Bran did you see a-AAAAAHHH!!!" His sister screamed. Scrambling, he tried to hide his cock the piece of leather he had discarded so confidently. For the first time, Bran's size worked against him as he could not get it properly out of Sansa's view quickly enough.

He saw the redhead run away with her eyes closed. Bran swiftly got up from his seat and locked the door. Seven hells! He cursed inside his head. The erection he had quickly dying as it'd came. That was definetly not how he wanted to expose himself to her.

What was he going to do? Most importantly, what was Sansa going to do? Maybe his mother would not have his hide for this. He was in his own room after all when his sister came barging in. Even though his plans with Arya were ruined, he supposed he was lucky. She could've come when both of them were making love. That would be way harder to explain to his parents.

Yet he was still quite disappointed. Bran really wanted Arya to come to his room begging for his cock. Seven hells! He was not going to have this chance ever again now.