” Art reached out and put a hand on her arm. “Nice having you around.”“ ... what? W-Why? I just ... watched TV with you.” Touching her, he w...s touching her. And she wasn’t brushing his hand away.“Trust us.” Art put his hand back in his lap, and smiled more of that frustrating smile. “Nice having you around, like talking to you. And the rest of the pack right now, after that double Azlu fuck up? Volatile as explosives.”“That’s a common myth. M-M-Most explosives aren’t ... v-volatile...”“Well,. "Let me make you feel good too." his voice changed into a more raspy sound. His desires slowly taking over. He picked her up and turned her back towards him, as he leaned back against the tree. Setting her down on the lower part of his stomach right above his throbbing cock. Her slender legs spread open and rested on either side of his hips. Sophie didn't resist or question his actions. Smiling at him as he positioned her there. That soft smile. A smile of innocence,. He was the Lord of Winterfell, assuming that Bran stayed true to his word and didn’t seek to be a lord or anything of the sort as the Three-Eyed Raven. The last legitimate, trueborn son of Eddard Stark, he was the heir of the North, the lawful Warden thereof.Not that the Lannisters would agree, but they were themselves in a bind, what with Tywin and Cersei dead, Ser Jamie far from King’s Landing, and Tyrion in exile. I had no plans to help them gainsay the return of the Starks. I had the. Pratham gud chodar anande ami pagoler mato thapate laglam. Thaper chote kakimar gud theke pach….pach…pachat…pach….fach….facch….fach…fachh… sabda hochhe. Kakima carhatpaye amake joriye dhoreche. Kakima anande sitkar diye bole uthlo – oohhhh…ore….aahhhh….aste thapa….oohh…oohhh…. Bokachoda tor phada pore jabe….sala anari….eto jore thapas na…..Ami thapano thamie kakimake jiggasa korlam – tahole ki korbo?Ka : bokachoda eto druto thapale tor phada beriye jabe, ja bolchi son, tui ebar barata tene.