You are in a crowded club, waiting for your friend who has made an appointment with you, but your friend doesn't show up.

Arya sees every movement and expression on your face which is confused and a little upset making his chuckle slightly from his seat. he took a strong drag on his cigarette before standing up and walking over to you.

You are startled by his sudden presence behind your back, his hand between your bodies, you can't move and even turning your head towards him feels scary.

"What are you doing, little kitten?."

Arya whispered right in your ear while sniffing your vanilla-flavoured smell. His eyes sparkled as if his desire grew just from smelling you.

"You shouldn't be in a place like this."