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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Game_of_Thrones_(TV), A_Song_of_Ice_and_Fire_-_George_R._R._Martin, A
      Song_of_Ice_and_Fire_&_Related_Fandoms
  Relationship:
      Jon_Snow/Sansa_Stark
  Character:
      Jon_Snow, Sansa_Stark, Robb_Stark_(mentioned)_-_Character, Jeyne
      Westerling_(mentioned), Various_characters_(mentioned)
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Language, Alternate_Universe_-_Teenagers, Explicit_Sexual
      Content, Awkward_First_Times, Secret_Crush, Misunderstandings, Horny
      Teenagers, Some_angst, Happy_Ending, Underage_Drinking_(mentioned)
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-03-12 Words: 3744
****** Can I Catch a Ride (on You)? ******
by vivilove
Summary
     Jon’s phone buzzed just as he sat down. She was asking for a ride. He
     started getting hard as soon as he read her text. He would never pass
     up the chance to give her a ride…not ever. It began three months
     earlier when his best friend, Robb, had called and begged him to
     fetch his little sister from the mall and Jon had agreed to pick up
     Sansa and deliver her home again. Except that’s not what had
     happened. He did pick her up and she did get home eventually but the
     in between part of pick-up and delivery was not what Robb would’ve
     ever intended.
Notes
     Ages-Jon 16, Sansa 15.
See the end of the work for more notes
Jon’s phone buzzed just as he sat down. He started getting hard as soon as he
read her text.
SANSA: Can I catch a ride?
He sat down the bowl of freshly-popped popcorn and subconsciously rubbed his
left hand over his half-hard cock as he typed out a response with his right.
JON: Mall?
SANSA: Yes
JON: I’m on my way
SANSA: xoxo ; -)
X’s and O’s and a winky face…how very Sansa. “Mom! I’ve gotta go back out for a
bit!”
He’d been home for less than fifteen minutes but was already comfortable on the
couch and ready to watch some trash television. It didn’t matter. He would
never pass up the chance to give her a ride…not ever.
 
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It began three months earlier. His best friend, Robb, had called and begged him
to fetch his little sister from the mall. Robb was supposed to get her but his
girlfriend had called unexpectedly when her parents had left for an evening
out. Robb wanted head but he wouldn’t leave his little sister stranded so he
called Jon. And Jon, being a good friend and having no girlfriend of his own to
suck his cock whenever her parents went out, had agreed to pick up Sansa and
deliver her home again. Except that’s not what had happened. He did pick her up
and she did get home eventually but the in between part of pick-up and delivery
was not what Robb would’ve ever intended.
Jon pulled up to the main entrance where Robb had said she’d be and wiped his
sweaty palms on his jeans. He looked in the rearview mirror to check his teeth
and hair just as she walked out the doors. Perfect little Sansa. She bounced
out of the mall like the most innocent little high school sweetheart and Jon’s
heart started pounding in his chest. She was wearing the cheer uniform she’d
been in when Margaery’s mom had dropped the girls off at the mall after the
basketball game. Jon had gone to the game but he didn’t give a shit about
basketball. He’d went to see Sansa. Those long legs in that short skirt. Her
long, red hair pulled back in a tight little pony tail. Jon wiped his hands
once more and unlocked the door for her.
At the last game, she’d worn her hair up in pigtails and he’d sat in the stands
watching her cheer while imagining pulling down those cheer panties and licking
her sweet cunt till she was wet for him. He’d fantasized about gripping her
hips hard and plunging his cock into her with that tiny little skirt thrown up
over her ass while she was on her hands and knees in front of him. He’d keep
fucking her, making her moan his name, and he’d reach forward and pull her
pigtails. He’d had to go to the boys’ restroom before the end of the first half
to jerk off. Then, he’d went out and watched her again. And jerked off again
when he got home that night.
But it wasn’t just sex that preoccupied his mind when Jon looked at Sansa. She
was the girl. The one he had dreamed of…for years now. She was sweet, smart,
funny, and…never going to be mine.
“Thanks, Jon,” she chirped climbing into his truck and clicking the seatbelt.
She started fiddling with his radio, tuning in some sugary pop crap. Part of
him wanted to ask her to change the channel back but he wanted her to like
riding with him. He threw the truck into drive and tore out of the parking lot
as if he’d just pulled a bank heist. And yet he wondered why insurance was so
high for male teenage drivers. “Nice truck,” Sansa said after three minutes of
total silence.
Jon tried not to grimace. His father had bought it for him for his birthday.
Sorry I’ve not bothered to be involved in the first 16 years of your
life…here’s a truck. Jon didn’t see himself as a truck guy but who’s going to
turn down free wheels?
“Where’s Robb?” she asked a minute later.
Jon knew he should be talking. She was a talker. Maybe that was why they’d
never hit it off as easily as he had with the other Starks. It had become a
strange little challenge in Jon’s head…to not talk to Sansa. When he’d be over
at the Stark’s house and him and Sansa would find themselves alone in a room
for a few minutes, she’d talk and he wouldn’t say any more than absolutely
necessary. It seemed like it made Sansa nervous the way he didn’t talk and
she’d chatter twice as much as normal to fill the space. He liked listening to
her chatter in truth but perhaps he liked making her a bit nervous, too. What’s
wrong with you? If you like her, why play these games? Honestly, he feared that
if he ever started talking to her he might not ever shut up and then he might
admit things he was afraid of admitting.
“He’s with Jeyne,” he finally said after letting another minute of silence
pass.
“Oh…” she said with her eyes slightly narrowed. “I see.”
He didn’t think she saw…not really…but he kept his mouth closed.
Theon had snagged some of his father’s liquor a few weeks ago and Jon and Robb
had gotten drunk for the first time with him. Robb had talked a lot. Alcohol
made him as loquacious as his sister and he couldn’t seem to shut up that
night. Jon had been quiet. Jon was still Jon, drunk or sober. Maybe he’d
laughed a bit more than usual.
And once he was drunk, Robb had confessed that he still hadn’t fucked Jeyne
Westerling even after a year of going steady. She’d let him feel her tits and
finger her and then he said she’d suck his cock in the back seat of Mrs.
Stark’s old station wagon that was Robb’s now. Jeyne had it in her head that
since sucking Robb’s cock wasn’t technically sex it was okay to do that while
still acting like a perfect little virgin at those Teens for Christ meetings
she led. That was fine by Robb. It would’ve been fine by Jon if he’d been in
his place and if he liked Jeyne the way Robb did. Whatever you need to tell
yourself to make you happy but still involves me getting off works on this end.
“Have you done that with a girl? What Robb and Jeyne do?” Sansa asked out of
the blue then and Jon braked hard.
Right there in the middle of the fucking road, he slammed on the brakes and
looked over at her. The driver behind them blew his horn and shouted
obscenities as he swerved around them. Jon automatically flipped them off
without looking. He was too busy staring at Sansa.
“Why would you ask me that?!” he asked as he felt his pulse taking off and
blood pooling in his crotch already.
“I don’t know…just curious,” she answered with a shrug.
He kept staring at her and she looked like she regretted the question now.
Maybe she’d clam up for the rest of the ride. Jon didn’t really want her to
clam up. He pulled into the dollar store parking lot and drove behind the store
and parked. Was it instinct that made him choose that location after 9 o’clock
on a Tuesday night when the dollar store was closed?
“What do you think?” he asked trying to sound experienced…and maybe a bit
dangerous.
“I think you’d like to but you haven’t…yet.”
“Oh, you do, do you?” he asked with all the sarcasm he could invoke while his
brain went into panic mode.
He hadn’t. He hadn’t had sex. He hadn’t had a girl suck his cock either. He’d
not even fingered a girl or touched any tits yet. He’d been too busy jerking
off while imagining his best friend’s little sister ever since he’d discovered
the joys of jerking off a few years earlier.
“It’s okay. I’ve not either,” she said.
“Sansa…do you even know what Robb and Jeyne do?”
“She sucks his cock. He fingers her and sometimes he eats her out. She says
he’s getting better at it.”
Jon’s mouth fell open and couldn’t get his act together fast enough to pretend
he wasn’t floored. Perfect little Sansa saying this shit…un-fucking-believable.
“She told you that?!”
“She told Margaery. I was just in the room.”
“Why are you asking me this stuff again?”
“I was curious. I thought maybe you and Val…”
“She’s just a friend.”
“Oh. Am I your friend?”
“Yeah…sure, Sansa.” She didn’t seem happy with that response. In fact, she
looked somewhere between pissed and hurt. “Shit, Sansa. What am I supposed to
say? You’re Robb’s kid sister.”
“So, you don’t like me then?”
“I didn’t mean that. I do…I like you,” he said staring at the steering wheel
now. I’m obsessed with you. I think I’m fucking in love with you.
“Well, would you want to try it sometime? I mean…would you want to try what
Robb and Jeyne do? With me?” she asked then. She sounded uncertain. As if he
wouldn’t want to do everything she’d just said with her.
He nodded with his eyes still locked on the steering wheel wondering when he’d
fallen asleep because surely this was heading into wet dream territory before
he asked, “Would you want to?” She nodded. “Why me though?” he asked then
feeling light-headed.
“Just curious,” she said. Then, she leaned towards him and whispered, “Kiss me,
Jon.” And he did.
 
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That had been the start of it. Sansa had sucked his cock that night in his
truck behind the dollar store after he’d fingered her and touched her perfect
tits. He’d had his hands twisted through all that lush red hair and, when she’d
pulled off him after about two minutes of sucking, he’d got cum all in her hair
by accident. He hadn’t meant to do that but fuck if he didn’t come harder than
he ever had before. He sat there still panting while trying to apologize. She’d
laughed but not in a mean way and he was too euphoric to be overly embarrassed.
Since that night, things had progressed. He’d found better places to park and
he’d tasted her sweet cunt every time after that first night. He loved having
his nose buried in her curls while he licked and sucked and fingered her and
he’d look up and see those beautiful blue eyes of hers staring down at him like
he was something amazing. Well, he was getting better at it. He’d figured out
how to make Sansa come after a couple of times. He’d lay her down on that bench
seat and pull her panties off. She’d be wet before he even got her legs over
his shoulders. She’d squeal and writhe under him while he gripped her hips to
keep her still enough for him to bring her to her climax. She’d have her
fingers twisted through his curls. Once he’d got cum all over his seat when
he’d been so busy eating her out that he hadn’t noticed how close he was until
it was too late.
And, Sansa had gotten better at sucking his cock. It probably wouldn’t have
mattered though because as soon as Sansa Stark took him into her warm, wet
mouth he was usually less than three minutes away from ejaculating all over
her. At least, until she started having him come in her mouth. And that first
time she’d moaned ‘Come in my mouth, Jon’ with her hand already pumping his
cock and her mouth right there, he came so fast he was surprised there wasn’t a
sonic boom.
And sometimes he got to put his mouth on those perfect, perky tits of hers
while she’d jerk him off with her hand and he fingered her. He loved every bit
of his time with Sansa in his truck but he loved her even more. Even if she’d
just said ‘take me on home’ and kissed him goodnight on the cheek, Jon wouldn’t
have complained. She never said that though.
But Jon’s favorite thing to do in his truck with Sansa was to push the bench
seat all the way back so she could straddle him. They’d kiss and keep their
underwear on but she’d be grinding against his erection while he held her tight
up against him until she cried out. She’d be so sweet and limp afterwards.
She’d let him hold her close then and he’d call her his ‘sweet girl.’ In those
moments, it felt like she really was his.
But those moments were not near as often as he’d like because all these things
only happened when Sansa needed a ride home and Robb wasn’t able to get her.
Luckily, her trips to the mall seemed to coincide with Robb having plans quite
a bit. But this was all still a big secret and it was driving Jon insane. They
rarely saw each other at school and when they did, she’d give a casual wave and
say ‘hello’ and he’d just say ‘hey’ back at her. He didn’t know what else to
say because it seemed like Jeyne or Margaery was always there with her.
He wanted to tell her how he felt but he wasn’t sure what she felt. He wanted
to tell Robb, too. Not everything but he wanted to tell Robb he was in love
with his sister anyway. But what did she feel for him? Was this just something
she was trying out? She’d said she was just curious. Was Jon Snow just Sansa
Stark’s experimental fuck boy? Not that they had actually fucked yet but he had
a feeling it was heading that way. Sansa wasn’t leading the Teens for Christ
meetings and she had asked if he’d be willing to buy some condoms.‘If I can
fuck you, I’ll buy out the entire store,’ he’d answered. She’d laughed then and
said he was sweet and kissed him.
So tonight, Jon pulled up to the main entrance like always and wondered if
tonight he’d finally get up the nerve to ask about things between them. But he
was afraid if he asked and she wasn’t interested in more than what they were
doing, she might want to stop altogether and he did NOT want to stop.
Margaery was standing out front with Sansa and Jon saw Margaery’s older
brother, Loras, was there, too. He was chatting with the girls and they were
laughing at whatever he said. He leaned in and put a hand on Sansa’s shoulder
for a moment as she was laughing at what he said. And Jon suddenly couldn’t see
straight he was so angry and jealous.
Sansa saw his truck and ran over to jump in, right next to him on the bench
seat like she’d been doing for three months now. She clicked her seatbelt as he
tore out of the parking lot. She put her hand on his thigh but he didn’t say a
word. He drove to their current favorite spot behind the Mexican restaurant
that had went out of business eight months ago and threw the truck in park. He
reached for her and she climbed into his lap at once. Eager for my cock if
nothing else, he thought bitterly.
She was grinding against him, moving more rapidly, as he was sucking her tits
where he’d pushed her sweater and bra up and had his hands inside her panties,
squeezing her ass. Basketball season had ended but she always seemed to wear
skirts on the nights he gave her a ride.
“Oh, fuck…Jon,” she moaned. “I needed this. I…I needed you.” She was nearly
there. He could tell by the hitch in her voice. She was so close to coming
apart on top of him and that’s when he did it. He pushed her off him into the
passenger’s seat. “Jon?!” she screeched completely bewildered, breathless and
flushed.
“So, Loras Tyrell is okay to hang out with in public but I’m just good enough
for this?”
“What? No! He was there to pick up Margaery and said they’d wait for my ride to
show.”
“Your ride? Yeah…I’m just your fucking ride, aren’t I?” he said with as much
venom as he could muster. “What the fuck is this, Sansa? Just a bit of fun for
you?”
“No, Jon…that’s not it,” she said biting her bottom lip.
He was still angry but he was mortified to realize he was close to crying
now…really close to crying. “Then what? What am I to you? Am I just the guy
that gives you rides home from the mall with the bonus of an orgasm or two?” he
finished swallowing the tears that threatened.
“I thought this was how you wanted it,” she said and he realized she was about
to cry to.
“I want you. I want to be with you and not have to hide it,” he said as his
voice cracked with emotion.
“I just thought…Robb, I guess,” she said as a tear rolled down her cheek. “I
thought you wouldn’t want Robb to know and that this was all you wanted it to
be. I just wanted to give you what you wanted,” she whispered looking out the
passenger side window.
“Sansa…sweet girl…” he croaked and was pleased that she looked at him then at
least. “I want more than just this. I want you to be my girl…all the time and
everywhere. I just didn’t think you…I’ll tell Robb. I’ll tell anyone that asks.
I’ll shout it from the top of the school if you like,” he said now as he
realized how wrong he’d been reading this.
“Jon…why do you think I go to the mall so much?” she asked with a grin.
“I don’t know,” he said answering her grin with one of his own. “I figured you
must like it there.”
“Not that much.”
“I…I didn’t realize.” He yanked her back into his lap and started kissing her
then. “I’ve been an idiot, Sansa. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” she said breathlessly between kisses. “I’ve been an idiot, too. I
should’ve just said.”
“I should’ve just said, too. I love you. I’ve loved you for so fucking long.”
“Really, Jon?” When he nodded, she said, “I love you, too.”
 
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Jon started to get hard as soon as he read the text.
SANSA: Mom and Dad out. Robb not here. Can I catch a ride…on you? xoxo ;-)
JON: I’m on my way.
“Mom! I’m going to see Sansa for a bit!”
She was waiting at the backdoor to sneak him in. Her brothers were playing
video games in the living room and probably wouldn’t have noticed anything less
than a nuclear explosion at the moment. They crept past Arya’s room though. She
would’ve wanted to hang out with them and then would’ve been curious as to why
Jon was there so late when her parents weren’t home.
“I thought we were done sneaking around?” he teased as they reached her
bedroom.
They’d been dating for a few weeks now. Her folks knew, his mom knew, Robb
knew…but they didn’t know everything.
“We’re done with sneaking around when it comes to our feelings for each other.
We’re not done sneaking around for sex…unless you want to have that talk with
my dad.”
“Never mind,” he said with a smile. It wasn’t their first time or even their
second or third since that night they’d finally talked about what they were
doing and what they wanted but it was their first time in her bed. And they
were getting better at it. “Fuck, Sansa…” he groaned as she rode his cock.
“Like that, my sweet girl…”
“Ohhh…Jon…” she said softly. She was being quiet, quieter than she usually was
in the truck but they were in her house. He felt her cunt fluttering around his
cock as she gave a whimpering moan that she smothered against his neck. “Yes…”
she cried quietly in his ear. He bit his lip to keep from shouting as his
orgasm hit.
She was cresting a second wave and, even though he was sated, he kept rocking
his hips for her to finish again when they heard a car door, followed by the
front door opening.
“Shit…it’s Robb,” she sighed while he was still inside of her.
“We’re home!” Ned Stark called from downstairs.
“FUCK!” Jon mouthed silently. “Your parents…” They sprang out of the bed like
it was on fire.
“Go! Now!” she said in a panic as he was trying to dispose of the used condom
and grab his clothes. “Here…give me that,” she said reaching for the condom to
wrap in tissues and bin it.
“Where the fuck am I going to go?” he whispered as they heard footsteps on the
stairs.
“Closet,” she motioned.
“Sansa?” her mother called. “Jon isn’t here, is he?”
Jon’s eyes widened as he was hiding in Sansa’s closet. Oh, fuck! Mr. Stark is
going to kill me if he catches me here. Jon surveyed himself. He had one sock
on and his boxers. He was clutching the rest of his clothes, too afraid to
move. Yep…he’ll kill me.
“No, Mom,” he heard her answer as she opened her bedroom door slightly.
“His truck’s out front.”
Oh, shit! Shitty, shit, shit…
“He came over but he and Robb went out for a bit. They must’ve left in his
car.”
“Alright, dear. Goodnight.”
Jon heard the bedroom door close and waited for her to come to him. “Well?” he
whispered.
“I’ll need to text Robb.”
“Yeah…well, he owes us for all the times I picked you up.”
“Jon Snow…does Robb really owe us for that?”
“No…not really.” They both start snickering then and trying not to laugh out
loud.
She got him back downstairs a few minutes later and out the backdoor unnoticed.
Before he left, he leaned in for one more kiss good night. “You’re going to
need a ride home tomorrow, right?” he asked.
“Yes…so long as you’re the one giving me rides,” she answered.
End Notes
     I felt the need for some angsty teenage smut for some reason so I
     wrote this. It got longer on me than I normally do for a one shot but
     anyway...hope you like it.
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