Bran's POV

Bran had tried to get some rest, but his cock made it difficult. He couldn't shake what had happened earlier out of his head. He could almost feel his sister's mouth around his cock again. He felt some blood rushing down his member once more.

For years, his eyes were turned to Sansa, and, watching her naked was one of his favorite ways to kill time. But then Arya showed up, and taught him that the real thing was way better than imagining it.

He still couldn't fathom that Arya could do that. The picture of the girl, who hated septa Mordame's etiquette lessons, on her knees tasting his manhood was simply absurd. And yet if her mouth felt so good, what about her... his cock pulsed, getting even harder.