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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 11 months

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Hi!! Love your fics so much, can you do a Sihtric x reader imagine with the one bed trope and lots of smut? Thank u!! 🥰

Warnings: smut. 18+. oral/penetration, dominance, some fluff.

pairing: Sihtric x you (f)

Summary: see request

Word count: 3,8k

Note: so, if I understand it correctly, an "imagine" is supposed to be quite short? Well, guess what. Turn outs I really suck at keeping stories short. So, sorry if this is longer than you hoped it would be, I can always give it another try if you hate it :') Anyway, see you all in church on Sunday to confess your sins!!

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'Show me you know how you take orders from me.'

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You, Uhtred, Finan and Sihtric were on your way back to Bebbanburg after a brutal battle, which you had won, but only barely. Uhtred had been seriously injured and the road back was too long to continue for now, as Uhtred simply needed to rest a few days. You stopped at the nearest town and got a few rooms at an inn to stay for as long as needed.

You were to share a room with Sihtric, as per usual, while Finan stayed in the room to your left, and Uhtred in the room to your right.

The pairing had become a usual one for several reasons. You couldn't stand Uhtred's snoring and Uhtred refused to share a room with you as you always punched him when he snored. Sihtric complained that Finan farts in his sleep, causing Uhtred to swap with Sihtric, but Uhtred quickly complain about Finan too. Finan didn't want to share a room with you because he claimed he was irresistible and didn't want to torture you with his good looks. You agreed with Finan, simply because you didn't want to listen to or smell his farts all night. Both Finan and Uhtred didn't want to share a room with Sihtric because he would simply not shut up about you once he got drunk, but you weren't aware of that. You didn't mind sharing a room with Sihtric, he was handsome, protective and funny, he did snore a little, but you thought it was kind of cute. And naturally, he didn't mind sharing a room with you either.

There had been a clear tension between you and Sihtric from the start, when you first joined them a couple months ago after your town had been raided by Wolf-Warriors. Uhtred accepted your sword and loyalty, and it didn't take long before you and Sihtric were continuously bickering and riling each other up, much to Uhtred's and Finan's annoyance.

Uhtred figured you had feelings for each other, to which Finan agreed, but said that you both would never act on it. Which caused Uhtred to persuade Finan into a bet. Before the battle, Uhtred had bet 2 coins of silver that you and Sihtric would finally hump it out within the next month. While Finan bet 2 coins of silver that you would actually fall in love with Finan within the next month, to which Uhtred raised his bet with 5 more coins, saying there was no way. Finan was appalled by Uhtred's statement and raised his bet with 5 coins too.

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It had been a long day of travel when you opened the door to your room at the Inn. You and Sihtric were oblivious to the bet that was going on as you stood in the door opening. You both made an attempt to enter the room at the same time, causing you to bump into each other's shoulder and stumble harshly into the door post. You both groaned but quickly snorted at your synchronised clumsiness, until you both realised at the same time there was only one bed in the room, instead of two, and you bumped into each other again when you both tried to rush to the bed.

Rule number one of travelling with Uhtred's men was that whoever managed to get onto a bed first, was the one who got to sleep in it. Even if you were a woman, the rule had no exceptions.

You almost tripped over Sihtric after you accidentally stepped on his cloak, causing him to be yanked backwards as you tried to push him away. A struggle occurred when Sihtric managed to get a hold of your belt, pulling you back and shoving you behind him as he got back up on his feet and made a run for the bed. But Sihtric, the fool, stepped on his own cloak in all his haste which caused him to trip again, allowing you to climb over his back and close in on the single bed. And as you almost reached it, Sihtric wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up, meaning to put you aside, but he once again tripped, this time over his own feet, and stumbled forwards with you in his arms. And that's how you ended up on the bed together... at the same time. You both gasped when you realised what had happened and what this meant.

'But there is only one pillow,' Sihtric noticed, his arms still around your waist.

'If you didn't have such a big head it wouldn't be a problem,' you hissed and slapped his hands, pulling away to sit up, but Sihtric was quick to flip you on your back and got on top of you.

'If you would respect me for the warrior and lord that I am, lady, you would let me have this bed.'

'No,' you said curtly and leaned up into him, 'you know the rule. No exceptions, lord.'

'Fine,' Sihtric grinned, 'if you wish to share the bed with me.'

'I merely wish to sleep comfortably,' you sneered, 'which I will do with or without you.'

'You think you will sleep tonight?' Sihtric chuckled, biting his lip while leaning closer into you.

You welcomed his warm breath against your lips while your hands slipped under his cloak, up his muscular arms, desperately fighting the urge to dig your nails into his soft, warm skin. The way he looked at you with his mismatched eyes, not just now, but always, brought out feelings that seemed beyond your control. And it felt as if they all spilled out right now.

'You actually have two options tonight,' you purred, pushing Sihtric back up to sit on the bed. He watched you with hungry eyes as you slowly move to climb onto his lap, straddling him.

'You will either let me have a good night's sleep,' you licked your lips as you unclasped his cloak, 'or…' you paused to lean in and whisper in his ear, 'you will finally treat me well with that big cock of yours.'

You bit his ear teasingly before you pulled back and gazed into his already darkened eyes.

'Your choice, lord,' you fluttered your eyelashes innocently with a sly smile.

Sihtric looked at you, completely deadpan, while sneaking his hands under your tunic before he brought his lips back to yours, 'I will treat you so well,' he hummed, 'that the entire inn will hear you scream my name.'

'I'm waiting,' you hissed, as you felt his fingers squeeze into your thighs.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed with a coy smile, making no further attempt in giving you what you so desperately wanted. But you felt his excitement pressing hard against your already wet underwear, making you forget all manners you had left, and you started to rock your hips against his slowly.

'I've been longing for you, Sihtric. And the way you looked after battle the other day, so roughed up and wild eyed,' you sighed and gave him a wolfish smile, 'I wanted to suck your cock so badly right there and then.'

'Stop talking about the filthy thoughts you've had,' Sihtric taunted and pushed you off his lap, 'take off your clothes for me,' he said when you stood in front of him.

'Is that an order?' you asked with a grin, to which Sihtric clenched his jaw, and you knew what to do to get what you wanted from him. You seductively unclasped your belt and Sihtric watched you with an alluring gaze as you undressed, slowly, making him take off his own tunic as well.

'Instead of just talking, use your mouth on me,' Sihtric said with a dominance smile, 'suck me like a good girl and,' he paused, eyes darting over your naked body as he beckoned you over, 'I will cum wherever you want me to.'

'I wish for you to cum on my tits,' you purred and sat back onto Sihtric's lap, slowly grinding over his hard, thick, still clothed cock. You took his hands and placed them on your breasts, making him squeeze your flesh as you leaned in to unbraid his hair.

'I'll cum on your beautiful tits for you, and I'll cum inside you as well,' Sihtric teased with half open eyes as he tilted his head back slightly, brushing his thumb over your lower lip, 'and I will cum in your mouth and all over your pretty face too,' he chuckled lightly, holding your chin firmly while his other hand moved down to your thigh. You brushed your fingers through his untangled, wavy hair and looked down into his eyes. He was just the most beautiful and irresistible man you had ever laid eyes on, and you don't understand how you had managed to keep your hands off him these past months.

'You're so beautiful,' Sihtric's voice was raspy but his eyes were soft for a moment when he complimented you. And you thought he looked ravishing when he licked his lower lip slowly before he spoke again. 'So beautiful,' he sighed, 'but you will be so filthy when I'm done with you. I want you to get down on your knees for me, show me you know how you take orders from me.'

'I will show you, lord,' you smirked and groaned lightly as you felt your own fluids drip down your thigh already, 'if you show me how you want me, my lord.'

'Hm,' Sihtric chuckled mischievously as he got up and pushed you down to the floor on your knees. You quickly took off his lower garments and looked up at him with an innocent smile, pretending to be clueless at his wishes. Sihtric placed his hands gently on your cheeks while he looked down at you, breathing heavily with his wild, loose hair falling partly in his face, his lips slightly parted with a sly smile, and his eyes only barely open as he was nearly sedated by his own lust for you. He guided your lips to his hard cock and sighed deeply when he entered your mouth slowly, holding your face tightly in his hands.

'That's right,' Sihtric hissed and closed his eyes, 'hmm,' he smiled and let his head fall back when he started to gently thrust into your mouth, 'so pretty,' he sighed, 'and so filthy,' he looked back down at you, 'just the way I like it, lady. Touch yourself for me.'

You moaned as you obeyed to his order, touching yourself in the ways you know you like it, while Sihtric continued to slowly fuck your mouth.

'Is this what you wanted?' He asked quietly, his voice deep and warm with desire. You felt his rough hands move towards the back of your head, his fingers sliding into your hair, where his grip tightened on you as he started to thrust into your mouth with more force.

'Because it is what I wanted,' Sihtric spoke hoarsely as he ran out of breath. Your mouth felt so good for him to fuck, just the way he imagined it would feel after fantasising about it for so long. He had seen the way you had looked at him after the battle, when he was still covered in sand and blood, and he knew he wouldn't be able to resist you much longer anymore.

He moaned soft, but intensely, and murmured praises while he used you for his pleasure. And just when a few tears escaped your eyes, desperately needing air but not wanting to miss the taste of him in your mouth, he pulled his throbbing, wet cock out of your mouth. You gasped for air and chuckled when you looked up into his eyes. Sihtric placed one hand on your shoulder, with a firm grip, and he pushed you slightly back so he could enjoy the sight of you playing with yourself. You watched him jerk off in front of you, and the sight of his tattooed fingers stroking his own cock was about to send you over the edge.

'Stop touching yourself,' Sihtric said sharply, 'I didn't order you to finish, did I?'

'No, lord,' you answered, trying to suppress your cheeky smile.

He pulled your hand away from your clit and brought it up to his cock. You wrapped your hand around his length and he placed his hand on yours, allowing you to feel him twitch while he enjoyed the feeling of your hand as he guided you along with his preferred speed. It didn't take long before Sihtric started to moan again, which quickly intensified, and he pushed your hand harshly away to finish himself off. His free hand moved back into your hair, which he tugged hard while he came with a heavy and deep grunt. You felt his warm cum drip down your tits and Sihtric quickly ran his fingers up your body, coating them with his cum, before he brought his fingers up to your mouth. He smoothly pushed his fingers inside your mouth through your slightly parted lips, and you slowly sucked and licked his fingers clean, which left him absolutely love-struck.

'Now I need to cum inside you,' he grinned, 'where do you want me?'

'The bed,' you ordered him, 'we are supposed to share the bed.'

'Then on the bed it is, my lady,' Sihtric smiled and kissed your lips softly, tasting himself when he slid his tongue inside your mouth as he pulled you down onto the bed with him. He got on top of you and his rough hand quickly found your wet entrance, sliding two fingers inside you with ease, pleasuring you as he allowed himself to recover from his own high. He kissed you sensually and placed his free hand on your cheek, keeping you close.

'You're so wet,' Sihtric hummed in between kisses, 'and so tight.'

You moaned softly against his lips as his fingers slid in and out of you slowly, your hands clinging onto his shoulders while your legs were shaking beneath him.

'Sihtric,' you whispered as he rested his forehead against yours.

'Gods,' Sihtric sighed, completely infatuated, 'I love the way my name spills from your lips.'

'Sihtric,' you whispered again with a smile, feeling yourself tense up at his husky voice while he curled his fingers inside of you, 'Sihtric, please.'

'Please, what, my love?'

'Please, lord,' you giggled quietly.

'Say it louder for me, sweetling, no one can hear you yet,' Sihtric whispered softly while pulling his fingers out of you.

'Please,' you whined at the loss, but gasped when he suddenly pushed his hard cock inside you, 'lord!' you abruptly screamed in pleasure, followed by a loud moan. Much to Sihtric's delight, but much to the annoyance of the men next door, as you heard three loud thumbs on the wall to your right, and a muffled 'oi!' to your left, to which you both snickered.

You covered your mouth with your hands, silencing your giggle as you felt another moan approaching when Sihtric slowly pulled out.

'No,' Sihtric chuckled, pulling your hands away and pinning them above your head.

'I've been dying to hear you,' he whispered, slowly pushing back into you, filling you up all the way. And when you expected him to slowly pull out again, he instead pushed in deeper, making you moan loudly as he did, just as he hoped you would.

'I need to hear you, it tells me you like it,' Sihtric leaned in and pecked your lips lovingly several times, 'my love,' he smiled, 'I like knowing that others can hear how you're enjoying me.'

'Gods' you hissed, desperately wanting to explore his muscular torso with your hands, which was glistening with sweat while he was on top of you.

Sihtric felt your attempt and kept you pinned down, knowing it was a torture that you couldn't touch him while he fucked you so good, so slow and so passionate, reaching deep inside you, always adding that extra short and firm thrust when you thought he couldn't fill you up any more. And Sihtric loved watching you as he did. The way it causes you to hiss with a smile and bite down on your lip when he stills inside you immediately after, waiting for you to meet his eyes as you sigh and flutter your eyelashes at him, letting him know he's doing a good job. And that's what he desires most from you; your praise. Whether it's silent or vocal, nothing satisfies him more than knowing that you love what he's doing to you.

'You wish to touch me?' Sihtric chuckled lightly before he hissed as he dragged his thick cock slowly out of you again.

'I wish to touch you, please, lord.'

'I know, princess,' he hushed you and chuckled again, 'but I won't let you.'

'Sihtric, please,' you begged, 'this is torture, my lord,' to which he showed you his mischievous smile, moaning softly as he looked down at you when he pushed back in again. His smile sent a shiver down your spine, in the best way possible, knowing that you felt so good to him and he wanted to enjoy you until it would become unbearable. And his deep, soft and sweet moan made your walls tighten around his throbbing cock.

'You've tortured me all this time, my lady, the way you eyed me up every day,' Sihtric cooed, 'the way you flirt with me, but never actually make a move. Forcing me to pleasure myself each time I had a moment alone,' he sighed, smiling, slowly batting his eyes at you, 'and now I finally get to torture you all the same, my darling.'

'Oh, Sihtric,' you moaned softly, 'give me more. I need more, please,' you suddenly became impatient at his slow thrusts.

'Tell me what you want.'

'I want to ride you, lord,' you sighed with a cheeky smile, and within the blink of an eye Sihtric pulled out and had you flipped over, pulling you on top of him. You loved how Sihtric had full control, but obeyed immediately when you wished to be on top. And now, your wrists were finally free and you quickly moved your hands up his damp torso, resting them upon his chest as you slowly sank back onto his cock. Smiling and moaning at the feeling of him inside you again. You started off slowly, just like he had done, giggling when Sihtric started to hiss and groan when he felt he was losing control while you fucked him.

And you suddenly remembered how it turns him on when you praise him, and how he likes others to hear it, so you decided you'd give him the ride of his life. You brushed your hand through his hair, removing damp strands out of his sweaty face, to see his expressions clearly.

'Gods, you're so big,' you teased, to which Sihtric tensed up immediately and a heavy grunt escaped him.

'Sihtric!' you moaned, loud enough for everyone at the same floor to hear, 'you're so fucking big! Ah, yes!' you hissed, and not a word was lied. You giggled when you heard someone bang his fists against the wall again, signalling you to be quiet.

'Fuck,' Sihtric hissed, grabbing your hips hard to take control, 'louder!' he ordered as he helped you quicken the pace. Your words became inaudible for a moment as you moaned loudly and it didn't take long before Sihtric started to thrust up into you, adding extra pleasure as he went harder and deeper than before.

'Gods, Sihtric!' you groaned heavily, 'cum in me, my lord.'

'I will, my lady,' he breathed heavily, grunting loudly with every hard thrust, causing the bed to squeak beneath you. You threw your head back in pleasure and placed your hands on the wall in front of you, lifting yourself slightly up while Sihtric took over and fucked into you from underneath you. You clawed and scratched at the wall, knowing that whoever was next to you would clearly hear it. You banged one hand against the wall as a loud, satisfying scream escape your mouth after Sihtric said he was about to cum inside you, and you felt your own release seconds before he pulled your hips down on him and stilled himself, allowing your pussy to take all his cum, which he once again released with a loud, deep, hot grunt.

After you both started to come down from your high, you moved off Sihtric, who was quick to grab the blanket, which had fallen off the bed, and cleaned up the mess he claimed you had made. He cuddled up with you as you were both still trying to catch your breath, pulling his warm cloak over your naked bodies. Sihtric nuzzled your nose lovingly and whispered that he wasn't quite done with you, as he still needed to cum in your mouth and all over your face. You laughed and kissed him, telling him that since he had been so good to you, he'll be allowed to have another round with you tomorrow night, which he eagerly agreed to with a kiss. And before you dozed off, you twirled your fingers in his wild and slightly wet hair, and you told him you loved him, to which he smiled and said he loved you too, and that you were his now. Finally.

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You were having breakfast on your own downstairs at the Inn the next morning. Until Sihtric snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your cheek. He pulled you into his lap after he sat down next to you and wrapped you in his cloak, almost burying you underneath as he pressed you against his chest. He eagerly pecked your lips and you giggled at his affection and the way you were both just smitten for each other. But someone interrupted your happiness by slamming their plate with food down on the table. You looked over your shoulder to see Finan's furious face, to which you chuckled as you felt Sihtric squeeze your waist under his cloak while he buried his face in your neck. You knew Sihtric was blushing and you let him hide his flustered cheeks from his friend.

'What's the matter?' you smiled at Finan, knowing very well you had kept him from sleeping.

'The two of ye,' he huffed,' made me lose 7 coins of silver!'

You frowned at Finan before you understood what he meant, then you scowled at him for making such a childish bet, 'It's what you deserve, you pig,' you snarled, 'and you deserve to be kept up again tonight.'

'Aye, and ye deserve to feel a sore pain as ye sit on yer horse when we continue our travels,' Finan snapped, 'filthy heathens.'

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 11 months

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Hi you <3 first up, I adore your writing! I’d like to request a Sihtric x Reader angst fic. I had this idea of him and the reader crushing on one another, but they are too scared to act on it. One night as they are travelling with Uhtred and the others, some Danes storm their camp and threaten Uhtred by violently taking the reader hostage? Some heartbreaking farewell between her and Sihtric? The ending is fully up to you, whatever you feel like writing. Thank you so much!

Hi!! Thank you so much for your kind words and for the request. I hope you like it!

warnings: angst/fluff. mentions of death, violence, blood.

pairing: Sihtric x you (f)

summary: see ask!

word count: 3,9k

Note: I always feel I go overboard with my stories, yikes.

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‘I am a lord! You will take orders if you need to, do not forget that.’

You'd been with Uhtred and his men for a long time already. Uhtred happily accepted your oath of loyalty after he had defeated Skorpa, who had kept you as a slave. Uhtred had turned you into a shieldmaiden, you’ve fought alongside him ever since, and you had been there when Sihtric was captured and, like you, swore to be loyal to Uhtred. You fell for Sihtric right away, but you were too shy to act on it. And since he had never given you any signs that he liked you in a romantic way, you’ve been desperately fighting yourself to hide your feelings. A battle that has been going on for many years now.

Sihtric got married in the meantime, became a father and also the lord of Dunholm. You have seen it all happen, and your heart has been so broken that you almost became numb to seeing him share his happiness with another woman. You always kept your distance and your relationship with him was strictly about having each other’s back on the battlefield.

But about a year ago everything changed.

Years before that, Uhtred had captured Bebbanburg and the lands had been at peace for a while. Until one day the Wolf-Warriors raided Bebbanburg, and other places, killing everyone in their way, causing most people to flee. Sihtric’s wife said she had enough of living in fear, and had taken it upon herself to flee. With their children, without a warning. One day she just up and left, and took everything away from Sihtric, leaving him to be a broken mess after he quickly learned that as she had tried to run away, their children had been captured and slaughtered. And much to your surprise, you were the first person he had come when he found out. He had cried on your shoulder for hours and ended up living with you for several months, as he was not in any state to be alone and look after himself.

You quickly learned he wasn’t hurt because his wife had left him, he told you their relationship had burned out a long time ago. Sihtric had been able to provide for her and their children, so she didn’t have to work as a whore anymore, but for some reason she always kept working. Something that had never sat well with him.

But the death of his children, that was which had caused his heart to be broken. And that day had completely changed your relationship with. You weren’t lovers, as he never told you that he had any feelings for you, but you became close. And yes, it still pained you that you could not be with him in the way you wished to be, but his presence alone was already a blessing to you.

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You tried to direct your gaze away from the man who was across the fire from you, but you simply couldn’t. Your eyes locked with his every now and then, which made you quickly look somewhere else every time it happened. Everything about him was perfect to you, and you never understood how anyone could hurt him or leave him. You watched as he took a deep breath and cleared his throat. Shit! you thought as he got up and walked over to you, thinking he was about to tell you to stop staring at him.

‘Hey,’ Sihtric whispered as he sat down next to you, ‘ready for battle?’

He nudged your arm and smirked at you, causing you to blush. He looked so beautiful to you, with his hair braided the way it was and his, still clean, leather armour. And his smirk could be the death of you.

‘I am a little nervous,’ you smiled, ‘it’s been a while. I hope I’m still in shape.’

‘I don’t think you have anything to worry about,’ he chuckled, ‘I think this battle will be easy, if you can even call it a battle. It's more a minor misunderstanding between two kings, I suppose. And besides, you are in good shape.’

‘You know nothing about that.’

‘Well,’ he rolled his eyes, ‘you look to be in good shape.’

You thanked him awkwardly and Sihtric made you giggle as he smiled sheepishly at you. You felt yourself biting down on your lip, trying desperately to hide your smile.

‘Still… it’s been a while since we had a battle. The last one was against the-’ you quickly stopped talking, remembering who you had fought during your last battle.

‘You can say it,’ Sihtric said with a weak smile, ‘the wolf-warriors,’ he sighed, ‘and you’re right. It’s been a while ago. But again, I’m sure you will be fine. And I’ll have your back anyway,’ he smiled sweetly.

‘But what about you, Sihtric? Are you ready?’

‘Me?’ Sihtric chuckled and clicked his tongue, ‘I would lie if I said I didn’t miss the battles. I’m ready, don’t you worry, lady,’ he winked.

‘Yeah,’ you snorted, ‘I know how much you enjoy it.’

‘As if you don’t enjoy it,’ he teased and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, ‘I know what you look like in the midst of a battle.’

‘And what do I look like?’ you frowned.

Sihtric tilted his head sideways and smirked as he looked at you.

‘Like Death,’ he said softly, ‘and I can only pray that when I die in battle, my death bringer will be just as beautiful. For I will gladly go to Valhalla if so.’

A silence fell as you and Sihtric looked into each other’s eyes, and you both seemed to slowly lean in closer. Until you could feel his breath on your lips, then you panicked and had to ruin the moment.

‘You mean,’ you said slowly, ‘you don’t wish to be killed by a gigantic Dane, twice your size, with a greasy beard who smells like sweat?’

Sihtric grimaced quickly before he snorted and slapped your knee, ‘You should get some rest, tomorrow we march further. You need to be in good shape.’

‘You said I was in good shape?’

‘No, I said you look to be in good shape, I don’t know if you actually are,’ Sihtric teased.

You huffed and got up, but before you did, you punched his shoulder with such force that he actually had to rub his hand over it, pouting at you.

‘Go,’ he laughed, ‘I will keep watch.’

‘Fine,’ you snarled, ‘don’t fall asleep.’

‘I’m not Finan,’ he hissed, making you smile.

‘Good night, my brave warrior,’ you said, slightly mocking as you leaned in to give Sihtric a hug.

‘Good night, my valkyrie,’ he said softly as you embraced him, and he kissed your cheek before you could pull away and turn from him.

If he only knew how much he had made you blush, but the darkness of the night made it almost impossible. You walked away, completely flustered. He had never kissed your cheek before, and you weren’t sure why it had happened now, but you figured it must be his battle nerves. Sure, Sihtric was always battle ready, but every warrior was nervous aswell, no matter how great of a fighter one was.

The next morning you woke up early, apparently being the first to do so as you saw no movement in the camp yet. You walked over to the smoldering fire pit and kicked Sihtric’s feet, who woke up with a slight shock and groaned.

‘You’re not Finan, but you are just as useless,’ you laughed.

‘Shut up,’ Sihtric chuckled lightly as he rubbed his eyes.

He watched you walk away and smirked to himself when his eyes got stuck on your ass, not complaining that you were the first thing he had seen when he opened his eyes that morning. And he knew it would be a good day.

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‘My arse hurts, lord,’ Finan complained at Uhtred.

You looked at Sihtric, who rode beside you and you both snickered before looking back at Finan.

‘It’s not funny!’ Finan spat, ‘lord! Please, can we make camp soon? It’s been hours,’ he whined at Uhtred, who rode in front of you. Uhtred turned around and rolled his eyes with a smile.

‘We will make camp soon, I promise!’ Uhtred yelled back, making you and Sihtric smile at each other again before directing your eyes in front of you.

‘Lord Uhtred?’ you called after a moment, ‘may I suggest Finan to guard the camp tonight, as a punishment for his constant complaining?’

‘Oi!’ Finan shouted.

Sihtric snorted and hid his smile behind his hand when Uhtred turned to look at you.

‘Do you think that is a fair punishment?’

‘Yes, lord,’ you spoke seriously, ‘since Finan struggles to stay awake, I think he will understand the punishment, as it is very bad behaviour when the one who stands guard falls asleep. Don’t you think so, lord Sihtric?’

Sihtric recognised the mocking tone in your voice and struggled to keep it together as he spoke.

‘Ah, yes, lord. It is very, very bad when the one who stands guard,’ he snorted, ‘falls asleep. So I must,’ he snorted again and tried to compose himself, ‘I must agree with the lady, lord.’

‘I don’t need yer opinion, ya bastard heathen,’ Finan huffed at Sihtric.

‘Hey!’ you snapped at Finan, who looked at you with surprise. You cocked your head towards Sihtric as you spoke to Finan, ‘That is lord bastard heathen to you.’ And with that you managed to make every man who heard you break out in laughter. And as you looked back at Sihtric, you saw he was already looking at you. He smiled and bit his lip, his cheeks a light colour of red and his eyes a little narrow, and he licked his lips before he looked away from you. And you felt yourself turn red as you rode further.

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The day had been warm and long. After Finan’s constant complaining you had soon stopped and made camp. The campfire was cosy as it was surrounded by a circle of large trees, making it a nice place to sit back and relax. Finan was to guard the camp after everyone had eaten. And not long after that, you had fallen asleep against Sihtric’s shoulder, who in return, had rested his head upon yours and fell asleep shortly after you.

You were rudely awoken by loud screaming, you quickly recognised the voice to be Uhtred’s, who was ordering everyone to wake up and fight. Sihtric jumped up at the same time as you did, and you both needed a second to grasp what was happening.

‘Danes!’ Sihtric hissed, ‘raiders!’

‘Sihtric!’ you yelled and grabbed his arm.

Sihtric pulled you behind him as he immediately reached for his axe, and within a split second he threw it right between the eyes of an approaching Dane. Sihtric was quick to run towards the twitching body and crouched down to pull the axe out of the, as good as dead, man’s head. He looked back over his shoulder to see if anyone tried to attack you again, and he saw your face full of fear, something he had never seen from you before. Alarmed, he quickly got up on his feet as he shouted at you if something was wrong.

‘Sihtric!’ you yelled through the chaos around you.

Sihtric quickly approached and cupped your cheeks.

‘Are you hurt?’ he tried to sound calm, but you heard the panic in his voice.

‘No! But my weapons! I left them in my tent before dinner! I was foolish!’ you almost cried as you looked away from him, towards your tent, and Sihtric saw that the plundering Danes had already taken everything useful from it.

‘I have nothing!’ you weeped in panic and grabbed onto Sihtric, ‘I have no shield, no weapon! Nothing to defend or protect myself with!’

‘No,’ Sihtric said sternly, pulling a knife from his belt and pressing it in your hand, ‘you have my knife,’ he said before looking back into your eyes, ‘and me.’ He kissed your forehead quickly and pulled you behind him again, as he was looking for his next victim.

Everything happened so fast. Men screamed, blood splattered your face as Sihtric slammed his axe into someone’s neck, and as a horseman rode by fast you clutched Sihtric’s hand, who knew exactly why.

‘They are wolf-warriors,’ you gasped, ‘I thought we had defeated them.’

‘We did!’ Sihtric said, and pulled you with him fast, away from the madness.

‘Wait! Where are you going, Sihtric! You can’t just run now!’

‘I am not running!’ he snapped as he turned to you, ‘but I will not let them take someone away from me again! You have to hide.’

‘No, Sihtric-’

‘Please,’ he said and pressed his forehead against yours, ‘please. I cannot see you getting hurt. Or worse.’

You pulled away and looked up at him.

‘I am a shieldmaiden. I am not a coward! I am not afraid of them!’

‘You have no chance with only my knife, you will get slaughtered if you stay!’

‘I will-’

‘No! I can’t protect you, they’re…’ he groaned and ran his hands over his blood stained face, ‘there’s too many of them. I can’t fight while constantly looking out for you, it will get us both killed.’

‘I can take care of myself,’ you said harshly.

Sihtric cupped your cheeks and pulled you close again, ‘I beg you.’

‘No! I would rather die in battle than hide and abandon you.’

‘You’re not hearing me-’

‘Sihtric, I am not hiding!’

You tried to get away from him, but he had pushed your back against a tree and pressed his body against yours, your faces barely apart now.

‘You have to hide, please,’ he hushed you, and you felt his lips brush against yours as he spoke.

‘Sihtric, you are making no sense. You know what hiding means to us warriors. Death is a part of this, of our lives. And if it happens I-’

‘No! I cannot lose you!’

‘We have always fought together, in worse fights! Where is this coming from?’ you scoffed.

‘Just believe me,’ he grunted, pressing his body closer against yours, ‘hide!’

‘No!’

You felt yourself blush as you suddenly noticed how your lips were constantly touching now, if either one of you had pressed closer, it would have been a kiss. But it wasn’t, you only argued, lips touching, and you didn’t know if you became more angry because he was asking something dishonourable of you, or because you desperately wanted him to kiss you.

‘I will order you-’

‘I do not take orders from you,’ you said bitterly.

‘I am a lord! You will take orders if you need to, do not forget that.’

‘Don’t you dare to abuse your status right now, I will never forgive y-’

‘I order you to run and hide because I love you!’ he shouted harshly.

His sudden anger scared you and his confession shocked you all the same and you saw Sihtric was equally as taken aback by his words and with the harshness he had spoken them.

‘I… I…’ you stammered and managed to step aside, away from him as you wanted to collect your thoughts.

‘Sihtric, I… I love-’ you started, but as soon as Sihtric let you slip out of his hands, the horseman, who you had seen moments earlier, rode by again and snatched your arm, pulling you up onto his horse.

‘Sihtric!’ you screamed and reached out to him. You felt his fingertips brush against yours before he closed his hand tight with nothing but air inside.

‘No, my love!’ his voice broke as he shouted.

And when he moved to run after the horseman you saw how a Dane smacked Sihtric in the back of his head with a shield, causing Sihtric to collapse onto the ground. And that was the last you saw of him.

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Weeks had gone by since you had been captured by the wolf-warriors, who had survived and regrouped after the last battle, then taking revenge on Uhtred by attacking your camp. You had been worried sick about the men you used to fight with, and mainly about Sihtric. You worried if someone had found him in time, to nurse the wound on his head or if he was even still breathing when you saw him hit the ground. You cried, slept and barely ate. The Danes who captured you didn’t speak to you. They only fed you and kept your hands and legs tied up. You didn’t understand what the point of your presence was. Until one day they finally spoke to you.

‘Uhtred will be meeting with us soon,’ a Dane smiled at you.

Your eyes snapped open. Uhtred, you thought, that means he is still alive and survived the attack.

‘What for?’ you asked, not showing your glimpse of hope.

‘Let’s say… we want to make an exchange.’

‘An exchange?’

‘Uhtred’s life… for yours.’

‘What?’ you scoffed, and felt the small glimpse of hope you had shatter into a million pieces.

‘Uhtred is responsible for killing my kin,’ the Dane looked back at his warriors, ‘we are here for revenge. He turns himself over to us, you go free. Easy as that.’

You felt yourself fall back against the tree you had been leaning against before the warrior spoke to you, knowing that your end was nearing. If any of Uhtred’s men would still be alive, they would never allow him to trade places with you. And you wouldn’t want it either. You accepted your fate. You had to die, and you hoped that if Sihtric had fallen in battle that moment you last saw him, that he was waiting for you in Valhalla.

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You looked up as you heard men approaching.

‘Uhtred!’ you shouted at the sight of him and you stood up, to which one of the Danes kicked your feet away underneath you, making you fall down.

‘Stay,’ the Dane hissed.

‘Harm her again and I will kill the rest of you,’ Uhtred spoke calmly, ‘whatever there is left.’

Uhtred scoffed at the small group that had captured you. And it was an amusing sight, true, the warriors made it out of the raid at your camp with just 6 of them alive.

‘We do not wish to harm her. We only want you, lord Uhtred.’

‘Don’t do it!’ you yelled.

‘Quiet!’ the Dane shouted at you and kicked you in your ribs, causing you to collapse and gasp for air.

Suddenly you heard screaming around you, which ended as abruptly as it had started. And as you were too afraid to see what had happened, you just kept your eyes closed and hugged your knees. Then you felt someone cautiously wrapping their arms around you to pick you up, after which you lost consciousness.

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‘Si…Sihtric…’ you murmured, unaware.

‘Hey,’ a soft voice spoke close to you as you tried to open your eyes, and felt someone squeeze your hand.

‘Hm?’ you hummed.

‘It’s me,’ Sihtric chuckled lightly, leaning in closer.

‘Sihtric?’ you sat up quick, but Sihtric gently pushed you back down to the bed.

‘Take it easy,’ he whispered and cupped your cheeks, ‘you’re safe and well, but you need some time to recover.’

‘What…what happened? How long has it been?’

‘It’s been a few days. You were kicked in the ribs, after that Uhtred signalled us to kill every last Wolf bastard that was still standing,’ his thumb stroked your cheek, ‘do you remember anything?’

‘I remember being kicked, but that is the last thing.’

You reached out to touch his face, and he closed his eyes to the feeling of your hand on his cheek.

‘Sihtric, I-’ you were abruptly stopped from speaking when Sihtric pressed his lips against yours, and you let him guide you in a slow and soft kiss. When he wanted to pull away from you, you didn’t allow it, and instead pulled him closer.

‘You make me want to do things I shouldn’t,’ he smiled against your lips.

‘Like what?’

Without speaking or ever leaving your lips, he slowly got up and climbed on top of you, carefully, to not put any weight near your ribs. You giggled before your hands reached for his neck, and you didn’t know for how long you had been kissing, but you only stopped after someone cleared their throat behind Sihtric.

‘Ahem,’ a nun said, ‘I see allowing men here has been a mistake.’

You and Sihtric both looked over his shoulder, to see an old nun frown at the two of you, and you gave Sihtric a confused look when his eyes met yours again.

‘Your nurse,’ he mumbled with a smirk before he got off you and sat down in the chair next to your bed again.

‘The lady needs rest. And so do you,’ the nun narrowed her eyes to Sihtric before she walked away.

‘Sihtric,’ you said, directing his eyes back to you again, ‘your head. I remember what happened the last time I saw you. Are you-’

‘I am fine,’ he hushed you, ‘now that you are safe again. I’m sorry for the way I spoke to you that day.’

‘No, it’s… I should have listened. I’m sorry for arguing.’

‘No,’ he chuckled, ‘you weren’t wrong. And besides… one thing I always liked about you is your determination.’

‘Yeah, because it always works out great for me,’ you smiled, ‘Sihtric, I thought I would never see you again. I feared that the blow to your head killed you.’

‘No, I refuse to die by the hands of a gigantic sweaty Dane.’

You laughed, to which his eyes lit up and before you knew it his lips were back on yours again.

‘I love you,’ he hummed against your lips, ‘I have always loved you.’

‘What?’ you pulled away to look at him.

‘I have always loved you.’

‘But… you, you were married and you-’

‘Always,’ he said sternly, leaning his forehead against yours.

‘I have always loved you too,’ you said softly.

‘And do you love me still?’

‘Always,’ you smiled and kissed him again.

‘Jesus Christ, finally!’ Finan yelled as he stood in the door opening, ‘after all these years of seeing the two of ye make the dumbest choices, please tell me now that ya proposed, Sihtric.’

‘Finan,’ Sihtric warned him.

‘I only came to check on our shieldmaiden. Listen, I am sorry. It's all been my fault. I fell asleep that night, I never saw them coming. I am so sorry.’

‘I am fine, Finan, I never blamed you. I am fine now,’ you smiled and looked at Sihtric, ‘more than fine. Never been better.’

‘Good,’ Finan smirked, ‘then he listened.’

You frowned at Sihtric before looking back to Finan.

‘I rescued the bastard after he got hit in the head during the attack on our camp. I dragged him to safety and we had the nuns nurse his wounds. But I told him, if he wasn’t going to pursue ye, I would kill him myself because it was more than obvious that you had always loved him. He got the hint, and went a little too crazy as we tried to find ye, lady, he almost got himself killed in the process.’

You quickly glanced at Sihtric, who looked down at your hand in his, and smiled weakly.

‘Thank god we found ye. Because the state that guy was in,’ Finan sighed and shook his head, ‘anyway, I’ll leave ye to it,’ he chuckled and gave you a nod farewell.

You felt yourself blush and looked away from Sihtric, who softly brushed his fingers through your hair as his other hand still held yours.

‘So… will you be my woman?’

‘I have always been your woman, Sihtric, all you had to do was ask.’

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