The Other Side of Ramsay

Ever since we came back from that hunt, I could see Ramsay staring at me, EVERYWHERE. At dinner he would look at me when no one else noticed. In the square, when I was walking around, he would pretend to be doing business, but he would look at me once in a while. Actually more like every few seconds. I don't know if he knew that I knew that he was staring at me. But if he knew or not, he just kept doing it, everyday, every moment I was around. In the beginning it freaked me out whenever I saw him looking at me, but after a while I think I got used to it. I even started to stare back, casually of course, so he wouldn't notice. But even when I did that, he just kept doing it, everyday with the same look in his eyes, lust.

One positive thing that had happened after the hunt was that I got a friend here in the Dreadfort. Her name was Willow and she was the stable hand at the castle. We met one day when I was walking around in the stables looking at all the horses. From that day we had been sort of what you could call best friends.

I was standing in the square talking girls stuff with Willow when suddenly I felt two strong hands wrap around my waist. I didn't freak out, because I knew only one man that had those arms. Not that I knew very many men, so there was no doubt it were Ramsay's. I felt his scruff and his hot breath on my neck and it sent shivers down my spine.

"Your room, five minutes." He whispered so that Willow and others couldn't hear it.

I didn't exactly now what he meant with that, but I could feel myself starting to blush, as I had an idea about what was going to happen. Ramsay released me from his grip and awkwardly smiled at Willow.

"I see you got a creep following you around." She said giving me a wink. "So what did he say? I want to know all about it." Willow said stepping closer to me.

"Not now." I replied. "It will have to wait. Excuse me, I have to go now."

She gave me a confused look. "Promise me you'll tell me later."

"Promise." I said.

I quickly ran up the stairs to my room. It didn't took long before someone knocked on the door. I sprung up from my bed where I was sitting and walked to the door. I opened it seeing Ramsay casually leaning against the wall. I had to admit it, he looked kinda sexy with the way he was standing, and the dim light of the candles. He stepped towards me grabbing me by the waist like he did five minutes ago, only this time facing me. He started kissing me softly at first and I kissed him back. My hands instinctively wrapped around his neck. After a while he started to deepen the kiss. His tongue swirled around mine and I enjoyed the moment. My hands ran through his hair. His hands moved from my waist to my hips under my shirt. His warm hands moved up and down my body. Things got heated from then very quickly. I tugged on his hair when his lips moved down from my lips to my neck. He trailed a line of kisses along my collarbone. I let out a soft moan when he found my soft spot. He started to nibble and bite and I couldn't keep my moans back anymore.

"RAMSAY!" Someone yelled causing Ramsay to stop and listen.

"RAMSAY COME HERE!" The person yelled again.

"NOT NOW!" Ramsay yelled back.

"RAMSAY, NOW!"

"Shit." Ramsay mumbled in my neck. "I need to go. Later?" He asked.

"Later." I smiled.

And Ramsay left the room, I could hear him cursing under his breath all the way as he walked down the stairs.