Her sex doesn't leave much of a choice

The void between her legs screamed to be filled with. She offered her fingers but that only seemed to make matters worse as it wasn't quite enough to make her release and put her even more on the edge. With the little amount of sanity she still held, Arya had realized that this was all an elaborate scheme of her brother's.

The Stark layed on her back and catched a glimpse of her womanhood. A mess of glistening juices between her thighs. In such a small time, her and her sex had experienced more pleasure than in their entire life. The fact that it had been with one of her brothers turned her on even further. She was quite surprised with... his parts and how he could use them.

But there was this certain uneasiness she couldn't shake off. What if they were caught? What if some other girl managed to whisk him away? She was his sister for gods' sake, not even the most attractive one. Certainly, their current arrangement would not last. Arya placed her hand over her stomach, remembering what had happened the night before.

Well... she would just have to hope Bran had the same feelings for her as she did for him.

Arya pulled down her skirt and stood up. Trying her best to ignore the hunger between her legs, the Stark made her way to her sibling's chambers.