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[redbirdblackdog]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

"Well, I know this little chapel on the boulevard 

we can go-"

She's singing already. He cracks an eye open, is the sun even up yet? She's probably just coming back from the bathroom. He rolls his eyes, but he kinda fucking loves it.

"No one will know,

oh, come on girl

Who cares if we're trashed, 

got a pocket full of cash we can blow

Shots of patron 

Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

and it's on, girl.

If you're ready, like I'm ready-"</em> 

He hasn't moved yet, but he can't help but smile. Sansa Stark is going to marry his sorry ass today. He feels the bed shift as she climbs on and he tries to feign sleep. She climbs over him, sitting astride his lower back. Now she's chirping and bouncing on him. 

"Don't say no, no, no, no, no

Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And we'll go, go, go, go, go

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[redbirdblackdog]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

"Ehh, it ain't a problem. She's worth the wait," he holds up his hand and checks his breath. It's good. He pats the pocket of his coat for the hundredth time tonight checking it’s contents and takes a deep breath. He looks up to Arya staring at him. 

"What's up with you?" Arya says eyeballing him like all his secrets are written on his forehead. 

"Nothin'" he growls back defensively. "Mind you own bull-" and his mind goes blank as Sansa steps into the room. 

He runs his hand through his hair as he remembers how to fucking breathe. "You look amazing. Those fucking heels. That dress.” He moves in closer and his hands land on her hips. “Holy fucks what am I gonna do with you?" 

"Love me?" She suggests. 

[redbirdblackdog]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Sansa: I'm sorry, I can't come over. I got loads to do. I'll call you later. 😘

Ehh, it's ok. Sandor starts to text back when he pauses. He narrows his eyes and starts counting back the days. "That little sneak," he mumbles. "What the fuck?" He flips over to the calendar on his phone. 

"I knew it," he growls to himself, "damn her." Nah, he's calling her out, he's done with this bullshit. If she wants time away from him or alone he can deal, but this… this shit is going to end. 

[redbirdblackdog]

Okay so I was proof reading one of my fics and do not remember writing this at all:

He wraps his arms around her and holds her gently. Okay so he squeezes her ass, but fucking tenderly. 

[redbirdblackdog]

Chicks Dig Scars: Chapter 17

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

"Ummm," Sansa asks her voice laced with confusion. "What are you doing?"

"Looking for a yellow one," Sandor answers.

"Why?" She asks, watching him dig through the bucket of golf balls.

"Yellow’s my lucky color," he shrugs back.

She narrows his eyes at him, "babe… its mini golf."

He rolls his eyes as he answers, "and I intend to win."