Move closer to Sansa

Arya moved a bit closer to her sister. Her palms were gently touching Sansa's, laying on her side. She could feel the softness of her sister's fingers on hers. They were silent for a while. Sansa could hear her heart beating, pounding against her chest.

Arya slowly turns her gaze to her sister, they were very close now. Sansa could feel her sister's warm breath on her face. "I..saw what you did together. It made me very..um.." Arya's words trail off as Sansa's blue green eyes meets hers.

Arya softly moves her face closer to her sister's, her lips gently pressing against her sister's soft ones. She has never felt anything so soft as her sister's lips. Right then, she felt like she was in heaven. She could keep kissing her forever. The same sister who she used to fight all the time with, the one who she was the most jealous of was now kissing her. She couldn't believe what was happening.

Her small hands slowly made its way to her breasts. Gently cupping her firm breasts as her lips suckled on hers. She parted her lips, poking her tongue against hers. Gently grazing her teeth as she makes her way into her sister's mouth. Their tongues dances around with each other while Arya's hands grope her firm breasts. Sansa could feel the wetness between her legs, and her nipples poking out. Her mind was blank, all she could feel was the sensation of pleasure.