She feels her way to his bed

It was too dark and Arya couldn't see much of anything. Luckily, she was familiar with his room and vaguely remembered where his bed would be. Her bare feet slided through the cold floor until she hit her shin on something hard. She tried her luck and felt the fur of the pelts that were covering her brother.

She crawled over his bed. Slowly the girl made her way to the headboard. With some moonlight, she took a glimpse of Bran's face, his eyes closed. Arya curled her lips into an innocent smile.

The Stark pulled the pelts over her as well and snuggled closer to her brother. It felt so good laying down next to him. What felt better was the heat coming from between his legs. She could feel his hard member poking through his trousers.

Arya bit her lip and wiggled her butt trying to get more of it.

"Who are you?" She gasped a bit startled.

"Ummm..." She responded, not knowing what to say after getting caught.

"What in seven hells are you doing here?" Bran whispered to her.

The girl sighed. Now or never, she guessed.

"Remember when I told you to save it for later?"

"What about it?" She heard him respond.

"Well..." Arya grabbed her brother's hand and guided it across her thighs until it reached the space between her legs.

She felt him press her horny twat, sending tingles to her nether. The girl felt something poking her from behind. Arya smiled in excitement, her plan was working.

"Are you sure about this?" The girl felt like slapping her face.

"Bran, do you really think I'd wander about with my cunt dripping in this bloody cold if I wasn't sure?" She sometimes wondered how boys could be so clueless. Thankfully, it wasn't her brother's wit that attracted her.

"Fine, fine. Just remember that whatever happens, this was your idea."