Bride To Be // Sandor Clegane

76. Ha Ha No Tyrion

'That's what death is, isn't it? forgetting... Forgotten... If we forget who we are where we come from we are not men anymore.' Sam told them 'just animals. your memories don't come from books, your stories are not just stories...'

'we gotta take out the night king.'

' he can find me.' bran said. 'His mark is always on me,' Bran said showing them the burns on his arms from when he was grabbed in a vision.

'We will put you in the crypt where it's safest.' Jon told Bran

'No we have to draw him out or his army kills us all. I will wait for him in the woods for him.' Bran told them.

'You want to use yourself as a bait?' Thea asked incredulously shaking her head vigorously. 'Come on Kid I like you. I don't like many people.' Thea added.

'We're not leaving you alone out there.' Arya added.

'I'll stay with him,' theon said 'with the iron born. I took this castle from you once, let me defend you now.'

'Greyjoy,' Thea declared. 'when are we dealing with your cunt uncle?" Theon smiled shyly over at her.

'We will hold off the rest of them for the rest as we can' Davos said getting back on track.

'Ser Davos and I will be on the top to give you the signal went to light the trench' tyrion told them.

'Hahaha.' Thea declared. "oh you were serious?' she questioned Tyrion. "No.'

'Thea-'

'This,' she swiped a finger across her face where is scar was. 'that happened last time you were in a fight.'

'Ser Davos is perfectly capable of waving a torch on his own, you will be in the crypt.' Daenerys told Tyrion. Tyrion glanced Thea.

'I told you before, keep offering me drinks and you and me will be friends in no time.' Thea smirked over at him.

'Your grace I have fought before I can do it again, along with the men and women risking their lives.' Tyrion reminded her

'There are thousands of them and only one of you. You cannot fight as well as they can, but you can think better than any of them... you're here because of your mind if you survive, if we survive I will need it.' Daenerys told him. Begrudgingly he nodded.

'The dragon should give us an edge in the field' Davos went on

'If they are in the field they are not protecting Bran, we need to be near him not so near the night King won't come.' Jon said

'Has anyone ever tried to kill him?'

'No one has ever tried' Bran told them

'We are all going to die!' Tormund said 'but at least we died together,' he winked at Brienne.

'Let's get some rest,' Jon instructed 'Your grace' Jon said to dany before

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Sandor was sitting on the wall when arya approached he offered her a drink she took it sitting down next to him. Silence filled the air.

'You never used to shut up and now you just sit there like a mute?' Sandor asked

'I guess I've changed' she said 'What are you doing up here?'

'What's it look like?' sandor questioned .

'No I mean what are you doing up here? you join the brotherhood, you fought at the wall with Jon and now you're here, why? When was the last time you thought for anyone but yourself?' arya snapped.

'I fought for you didn't I?' He asked taking back his ale and taking a sip, 'oh for fucks sake.' There went sandors peace and quiet.

'My lady it is good to see you again' beric said 'I'm sorry for the way we parted' beric told arya. 'The Lord of light has brought us together all the same this is his moment when light-'

'Thoros is not here anymore' Sandor reminded him, 'so I hope you're not about to give a sermon because if you are the Lord of light is going to wonder why he brought you back 19 times just for me to knock you over this wall.' Beric chuckled sitting down across from Sandor. 'Where are you going?' Sandor asked arya as she got up and walked away.

'I'm not spending my final hours with you two shits' she told him.

'Why are you outside?" thea questioned as sandor pulled her down to him. 'It's so fucking cold!' she shouted blowing out her breath. 'See?' she blew out another breath. "Cold. So cold you can see my breath. I don't like this place.'

'We all might die.' Beric remarked.

'I'm going to live forever!' Thea declared.

'That so?'

"Yeah because if I die I come back as an undead.' Thea told them with a smirk. 'okay so I was asking Tyrion if he thought that if we lose, when we are turned do we know whats going on? Like our brains and eyes see and recognize or are we just mindless?'

'I don't fucking know.' Sandor told her.

"I know you don't but just lie to me. it will make me feel better knowing that when you come back and try to gnaw my face off you don't know what you are doing.' Thea told him.

'Woman.' Sandor whispered kissing her neck.

"It just a question.' Thea told him looking over to Beric.

'It was an honor to know you lady Thea.' Beric told her.

"it was mostly entertaining to know you Beric.' Thea told him as she reached out a hand. 'Come on Sandor.' She said trying to pull him up. 'Last night alive. Better make it the best night of your life.' She coed.

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They kissed, long and slow, their tongues stroking, their bodies pressing together tightly. Thea pressed his hips against hers, teasing. She nodded, blowing hot breath against his skin.

"Please," she said softly, her tone begging. And that's pretty much all it took for him to topple like a house of cards. She glided against him and he realigned her, pushing himself inside her. She bent and twisted with pleasure, releasing moans into the quiet room at winterfell the small space lending an acoustic value, sending an echo bouncing from wall to wall.

"Do you like the way I make you feel?" Sandor groaned against her neck.

"Yes," she whispered, between short, ragged breaths.

It drove him wild to ask her things, hear her answers, to know how she's feeling, to watch her face twist in pleasure. It drove him wild to know that he was responsible for making her feel the way she does. Any man worth his salt in bed is concerned with how the woman feels. He pushed into her, over and over, until he felt her body shudder and collapse on top of him. Then him filling her up, claiming her. Because ladies first, in all things.

But Thea wasn't done, sandor could die at any moment in time when the walkers came. She leaned up to wrap her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips to his, biting into the bottom one the way she kenw he liked, hearing his sharp intake of breath. He begged, rubbing himself against her entrance ready for more.

"Please, yes," she whispers between whimpers. He pushed inside her, succumbing to her request, to his own desires. She took him by the mouth, lapping her tongue against his. If Thea didn't know any better, she would swear they were literally trying to devour each other. And maybe, to a certain extent, they were. She felt so fucking good wrapped around him, wet and warm. But more than that, she made Sandor feel alive. Thea was all he ever wanted.

They crawled under the covers later, still naked. She curled into him and he wrapped himself around her as completely as he could, throwing a leg over hers, cradling her head on his bicep with his other arm wrapped around her. He gently stroked her hair, tucking it behind her ear as they talked about the future, what happened when they won, what they would do, where they would go. About how they both wished their day dreamed wasn't possibly coming to an end tomorrow. Sandor was overcome with emotions he barely understood. Planning a future though with Thea just felt so right, yet so foreign. He had never done this with anyone. Then again, he had never done any of this with anyone. Not like this. Sandor felt Thea's breathing slow, her body relaxing into his. If only they could just stay in bed forever.