Only Followers Chapter 29 (Patreon)

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A mischievous smile formed on the young redhead's face when she saw the look of annoyance and indignation on her aunt's face. Sansa could barely contain her laughter as she said goodbye to Jon, and as soon as the door closed behind them, she turned around, sat down on her large sofa, and stretched her arms victoriously. Pleased with herself, Sansa reviewed the events of the previous day.

The night had been perfect, Jon had been perfect. He was everything she had hoped for and more.

And she was also sure that she had left a lasting impression on him. Right now, she wasn't worried about him spending time with her aunt; in fact, it might even work in her favor. After spending the night with someone as young and beautiful as her, there was no way he could enjoy spending time with her much more wrinkled and boring Aunt Catelyn. If they fucked, Jon would probably spend the whole time thinking about the much younger and more attractive version, which was her. Sansa was confident that it wouldn't be long before Jon came back to her, although she should probably text him.

But she didn't want to seem too desperate, maybe something simple and cute. She immediately grabbed her phone and, before making a decision, checked the post she shared of her “preview” of the video she recorded with Jon. Less than a day had passed, and the post had already accumulated more likes than any previous post she had ever published. Another thing she noticed was that her mother had not tried to contact or bother her again. It was strange, without a doubt, but a good thing for her. Perhaps this time her mother had really given up and would not interfere in her life again.

A girl can only dream.

But so far, she hadn't bothered her, so things were going well for her. Jon had definitely been a blessing. With his help, she not only planned to escape her mother's grasp for good, but she also planned to leave this country. Her dream was to move with him to the capital, where they could live and fuck happily ever after.

What a perfect and beautiful couple they would make. Young, attractive, and rich.

Sansa was sure that there would be nothing but happiness and satisfaction in a future alongside Jon.

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“Are you really that upset?” Jon asked Catelyn as she opened the door and he followed close behind.

“I'm not upset,” The redhead replied coldly.

Rolling his eyes and a slight smile appearing on his face, Jon found himself in a situation he hadn't been in for a long time, and curiously, it also involved a redhead. Although the curious thing was that this time it wasn't his girlfriend, but a woman with whom he was only supposed to shoot a porn video. But at the same time, Jon hadn't exactly been fair to Catelyn; it hadn't been right for him to abandon her like that.

And it was understandable that she was a little upset; it was unfair to compare her to Ygritte, who made a big fuss over almost nothing. So, wanting to make things right, even though none of this was really his fault. Since no one could blame him for confusing her with her sister, the fact that he was more interested in Lysa right now was another matter. And as for Sansa, somehow the young redhead managed to convince him to stay the night, and technically he had spent more time with her than with Catelyn, but again, it wasn't his fault. There was no way a man could resist Sansa Tully's charms.

But putting all that aside, this time he planned to do right by Catelyn and make sure to give her his full attention.

“Are you sure?” Jon asked her. “Because you didn't talk to me the whole trip.”

“Really? I didn't even notice,” Catelyn said in a falsely innocent tone. “Are you sure I didn't talk, or could it be that you just didn't notice because you were thinking about someone else?”

Jon had to stifle the snort that almost escaped his mouth. He knew very well that it wasn't wise to laugh in a situation like this. Composing himself, he spoke again.

“Come on, Cat. I'm sorry, maybe this collab didn't start off on the right foot, but that doesn't mean it has to end badly. I'm still here, so why don't we just move on and have a good time, just the two of us. What do you say?”

Moving closer to her, Jon hugged her affectionately from behind, rubbing sensually against her and kissing her tenderly. Fortunately, the response was positive, as Catelyn melted against him and exposed her pale, tender neck to him. She let out soft murmurs of pleasure.

“I'm willing to do that,” Catelyn said softly, almost in a whisper. “But only if you do something for me in return.”

“Anything,” Jon said without thinking.

As unexpectedly as abruptly, Catelyn pulled away from him before turning to face him and clapping her hands with a pleased smile.

“Well, then all is forgiven. Why don't you take a shower to wash off that bad smell while I make you something to eat.”

“But I already showered... Wait, bad smell?” Jon said, confused, as he sniffed himself. He definitely didn't smell bad. Although he had used Sansa's shampoo, and her feminine perfume had lightly permeated him when she hugged and kissed him for the last time.

“I thought you didn't want to argue anymore,” Catelyn said tenderly as she brought her face close to his.

“Fine, I'll shower again,” Jon muttered defeatedly.

Once again smiling when she heard him say that, Catelyn said to him.

“Everything you need is in the bathroom, and don't worry. Unlike my naive and inexperienced niece, I will show you the true courtesy of a Tully woman.”

Bidding him farewell with a little peck, Jon made his way out, knowing full well that it was better not to mention that he had already eaten at Sansa's place as well. It was better to do as he was told.

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