Her fingers would have to suffice

She couldn't risk being caught awake this late in the night. Besides, it wouldn't be the first time she'd find herself in such a situation. She had been fantasizing about that earlier moment for some time. Her hands slid down between her legs. Feeling her pussy, they made their way into her undergarments. She couldn't ignore how damp it was down there.

She started her work by rubbing herself. She liked pretending her dainty fingers were Bran's. She imagined him taking her with his strong hands. She teased her entrance for a while before entering with two fingers. She stiffled a moan with her other unoccupied hand. She looked over to Sansa, still sleeping.

The fingers inside her were doing work, but she knew they were not as thick as... she stiffled another moan just thinking of it.

The black-haired looked at her sister sleeping across the room. A devious smile formed beneath the hand covering her mouth. She knew she couldn't tell anyone about her incestuous affair, but she wanted Sansa to know. She wanted to make her sister watch her being fucked. Another moan. Arya wanted to be envied for something. The cock inside her mouth from earlier was indeed a boost to her self esteem, now the younger sibling was sure that she was his favorite.

The Stark didn't notice how furiously she had been touching herself until she felt the familiar pressure building inside of her. Her sex released it self with such a **** that for a moment she didn't feel her legs.

It surely was her biggest relief yet. Arya tried to cover the steady stream that flowed out of her with her right hand, some dripping on the sheets, most staying inside of her.