light footsteps served to carry her into the room for
which Rollo’s broken frame lied upon the bed. the
burden of his injuries, the fault weighed heavily upon
her shoulders even if he was not within her hoard of
warriors. his loyalty left him to nestle at Ragnar’s side,
unrelenting, to prove himself following the man he
had once betrayed. due to their brimming conflict &
mistrust between the Viking sects caused them to be
a prime target, doomed to fail as they did not fight
as ONE.
( stronger TOGETHER,
weaker A P A R T. – )
seating herself quietly at the bedside, fingers clasp the
cloth saturated with watered warmed by flame using
it to cleanse the crimson that cascaded from the wounds
littering his face, murmuring hushed prayers to Eir for
his rapid recovery.
the sudden of Lagertha close to him was surprised but not
at all unwelcome. especially when s o f t lips pressed against
his own all of the sudden — and in public as well. he did not
fight against her conquest of his mouth, giving in easy and
pressing his hands against her waist to tug her close, devouring
her just as she did him.he pulls away with a tug of his teeth on her bottom lip. addicted
to her touch and uncaring of any who saw their affection.
” Not that i’m complaining at all — but we are in public.”
such an expression caused warmth to penetrate the
very marrow of her bones despite the chill in the breeze
which rustled through flaxen locks. although his loyalty
had once wavered from her former husband, in Rollo,
Lagertha found complete devotion, not once hearing
whispers of him straying since the moment affection
was shared between them.
a chuckle flowed from her lips as they brushed teasingly
over his own before quelling her amusement to speak,
all words meant in jest.
❝ is it a crime ?
or are you afraid Ragnar will see? ❞
spontaneity had its moments but perhaps within
the territory of Kattegat was not the wisest for such
displays. & yet the shieldmaiden did not exude any
caution as her lips collided with Rollo’s, conquering
his towering frame with the utmost ease, ravenous
& fervent in her approach.
after the blood eagle of Borg, Rollo with a heavy heart realized
that he no longer had ties to Kattegat. his brother seemed to still
barely trust him and was wrapped up in his family. his friends still
though he could not blame them for that. and Siggy, who he had
loved and tried to treat right had betrayed him twice. with Horik
and the man’s son. it had been too much. it had broken him in
both spirit and P R I D E.
so he bid farewell to his family
( his real family. Ragnar and his children, even Aslaug )
there were not many places for him to go. he had cut many ties
from betraying Borg and Ragnar in such a short span of time.
and there were very few places that he wanted to go. that he
thought might offer him comfort that Kattegat was unable to.
he did know, exactly who and where would
offer him the sort of peace mind that he was
seeking his heart knew as well as his mind that
he may have a home in L A G E R T H A’S new
lands
when he arrived it was to wary stares, which he understood.
but he did not flinch, asking to see Lagertha, though he was
surprised when they seemed wary to bring her to him. at the
sight of her, the hard lines riddled with sadness on his face
instantly softened. only to harden again at the obvious healing
marks on her face. his fists clenched in rage and a fire ignited
in his stomach. but he grit his teeth and spoke, unwilling to
act until he knew what had happened to her beautiful face.
( who would dare touch her like that? )“ I have news if you wish to hear it.
——— but I did not come in order to bring you news.“
he did worry that she may not want him there.
that her husband may not want him here. but
he had no where else to go. his heart yearned
for no one else.
“ May we go inside and talk? I feel this may take
a while….”
his presence was not unwanted but surprising all the same.
what would cause him to leave Kattegat, to leave his deepening
bond to his brother? reasons for his departure were to be revealed
in time, that was one fact Lagertha was certain of. his trust in her
was the tie that bestowed permission on the shieldmaiden to see
the Rollo beyond what was provided to most. even if unease was
her initial reaction, she could not help but recall the night they
had spent together.
F U R Y unrelenting, unparalleled arose in his gaze, tension
immediately noted in his frame causing her feet to advance
rather than retreat as most would. the evidence of her punishment
still laid bare on her skin for all to witness, the trigger to awaken
his desire for bloodshed. of course deep down he knew there were
no dragons or beasts for him to slay here when Lagertha was capable
of doing so herself.
❝ of course.
————– come. ❞
fingers curl round one of his fists, hoping to coax his own free,
to induce moderate relaxation. it was a gentle reminder for him
to calm what storm raged within before depriving him of her touch
to lead him further into her dwelling, into what private space resided
behind the vast gathering hall.
the moment they are alone, she motioned for him to be seated
whilst calling to one of the servants requesting that they prepare
food & drink for her visitor. once their exchange is completed, her
attention reverted back to her impromptu company, closing the
door behind her.
❝ what has happened? ❞
this is more than just sex. with Lagertha it was never just about sex,
she was not some prize to be won and used, only to be thrown aside
when he was bored. she was more. words failed him to describe what
having her actually meant to him — what it did to him. she was what
he had desired but likely never deserved, a sad truth but one he knew
all the same.
the mere sound of her laughter caused his lips to quirk upwards
in shared amusement. she had not sounded so happy since her
arrival in Kattegat, and he took great pride in knowing he was the
one who had caused such a sound. even if that was all he was
able to do for her, it would be enough.
( but that wasn’t all he wanted to do for her. he wanted to do
e v e r y t h i n g — for her. & he knew it was impossible, that
she was too independent, too strong to need his help for so
much. yet he still yearned to be her anchor ————- )
the feel of a strong leg wrapping around him - hips rocking against
his own. Rollo wouldn’t — didn’t want to stop the groan that emerged
deep from his throat. his lips refused to part from soft skin, nipping
possessively ( though he knew she was not his to possess ) at her jaw.
he was d r o w n i n g in her & there was nothing on this plane or
another that would make him want to be saved.
fingers sought out warm flesh and Rollo’s hand slid underneath
the shift that Lagertha was wearing, pressing against her waist
her ribs, tracing each of them gently, staying just shy of her breast
teasing the both of them, a delightful torture that he could, but
would not ( at least not tonight ) carry on for hours.
the feel of her hands, soft yet deadly, trailing over his spine caused
Rollo to arch and shiver, with a feral sound he rolled his hips down
against Lagetha’s, his head tilting down further to press his lips to her
neck and down any exposed skin on her chest.
a deep chuckle resounded out of his mouth. amused & pleased.
” —- you are far better than I imagined. my dreams were
poor imitations of you. though that, I could have told you
at the very start. “
his fingers, which had just been exploring before pushed up her
dress. he was still so surprised that he was allowed to do this that
he had to pause and simply take in the bare form of Lagertha.
still, he could not resist and bent down to trail his lips over the skin
of her chest and breasts, his free hand cupping one experimentally,
this was not his first time with a woman by far — but it felt so much
different than any other time before.
” I want you. I have always wanted you. Can I —
I’d rather not have you break my arm for doing something you dislike.”
Artist: Mumford & Sons
Album: Sigh No More
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in these bodies we will live,
in these bodies we will die,
and where you invest your love,
you invest your life
{ i’m pretty sure that ppl would totally tag their pets in the lagertha tag if they were named lagertha…}
oF COURSE THEY WOULD.
Modern Day Robin Hood AU
with Clive Standen as Robin Hood and Katheryn Winnick as Maid Marian
it was not as if he could not understand the thrill that Lagertha
was seeking. He understood it well. But he feared for her life &
the thrills that she seeks. They are always dangerous, no matter
what she tells him — and she is always doing them alone.
( does she not know how much she worries him?
he wonders that, he really does. Because if she
knew what it did to him to know that she was out
there putting her life on the line he wondered if
she would fight him so hard on this?
P r o b a b l y )
❝ do you even know — ❞
he has to stop himself. because he doesn’t want
to guilt her in to stopping. or maybe he does, but
he won’t do that. & it is so obvious that she doesn’t
know what kind of hell her leaving is on him.
❝ let me go with you, or something. please.
you might say it is an easy one, but danger seems to love you. ❞
not half as much as Rollo does. but gods does danger
love her.
Vαℓнαℓℓα would not await a woman who wasted her days
in elevators & offices. though her beliefs would have marked
her as a heathen, it caused her not to fear death but embrace
it when it would come for her. life was only worth living when
one actually lived it. & her life felt so dull, practically wasted
without her … hobby.
( she knows exactly what it does to him
although perhaps she remains ignorant
to the extent it affects him. none could
contain her. she would come & go as her
will demanded it. )
finally azure hues arose to collide with dark amber irises,
resting a hand upon the center of his chest. whatever they
had, if she would ever allow herself to acknowledge it, was
a tether she did not know was forged until it was too late.
❝ —— f i n e . ❞
only if it got him to stop looking at her like that.
❝ you need to stop worrying about me.
i can handle myself ; —- or have you forgotten? ❞
( she did save his brother’s life. )
A deep frown etches onto the corners of his mouth —
he is furious with her. How does she not understand?
❝ No. No, i’m not going to just stand by
and let you keep doing this! ❞
she is always trying
to k i l l herself, he
swears. or maybe..
she is trying to kill
h i m
with how reckless
she is being with
her life
bringing herself to raise her gaze only to view the
look of complete expression of displeasure on his
features was not a feat she desired to accomplish.
adrenaline & adventure was all she could not have
sitting in a boardroom managing a company she built
from nothing. did he not realize how she craved the thrill?
how it occupied her mind & fulfilled her in ways domestic
life never truly did?
❝ it’s just another mission, Rollo. an easy one.
how hard could security for some pop star be ? ❞
( it’s not like it was an assassination
or a warrant service. )
he had worked for years to gain the affection of Lagertha, he had failed
for years to gain even a kind glance from her. she had thought him not
as a great man — maybe not even a good one. yet today she sought him
out for comfort, to share her loneliness and her grief. it had never been
clear if he had really grown as a person or not. but today she has proven
to him that he has become a man at least good enough to deserve her
ever sought after affection.
( it is the greatest feat he has ever accomplished )
” your life should be full of laughter. i would give you one as such.”
his voice was a solemn promise as well as a hopeful reach into what may
or may not be when the sun touches the sky once more. but those thoughts
were banished quickly. if he had only tonight he would focus on tonight.
tonight needed to be perfect, he needed to pour all of his affection for
Lagertha out until she is surrounded by the warmth and earnestness of it.
luckily it would not be hard, all of his pent up affection and attraction to
her could not be caged for long, it had slipped out before and finally he
would allow it to come out in full force without fear of consequences.
( it would be no problem to let it all out
to shower this might woman in the amount
of love & warmth that she both deserves and
that he has to offer her ——————— )
the feel of her teeth, blunt and demanding against his bottom lip
had a growl sounding from deep in his throat, the sound deep like
and animal’s as his fingers clutches at the soft skin of her back with
a forcefulness he would usually not dare to use on her.
in a s w i f t motion he rolls them until his body overlaps her own,
until she is pinned beneath him and he can feel the unrelenting
heat of her against his front. his hands slide to cup her jaw, amazed
at how delicate she feels despite how tough as steel he knows her
to be. meanwhile a daring hand slides down the curve of her side,
taking in the roundness of her hips and the shape of her thigh
through her clothing.
he grips her hip in a vice, tugging her body against his until they
they are like two pieces of a puzzle fitting together. it is how it feels
to him, right and fulfilling. as if he has never truly been whole until
he was allowed to feel the full length of her against him.
the entire time his lips are not idle. his tongue traces the fullness of her mouth
chases her teeth back into her mouth to explore there as well. to mark and claim
any part of her that he will allow him. the kiss grows more restless the longer she
allows it to go on. he maps her lips with tongue and teeth, nipping at her lips and
soothing the action over with his tongue.
his mouth wanders, to the curve of her swell of her cheek to plant affectionate kisses
there before they wander down to Lagertha’s delicate jaw.
” you are beautiful. exquisite.“
rollo’s voice is still a growl, deep and full of passion for the woman
beneath him who is allowing him to keep her there. his hands grow
more daring still, sliding back to grab at and squeeze her ass in one
large, calloused hand. his breathing stutters against her jaw at the
full reality of being able to touch her & kiss her like this. the open-mouthed
kisses continue though, trailing down towards her neck.
———- this is everything he has ever wanted. he’s intoxicated by her.
& he never wants this to end.
though the needs had been of carnal origin, there was far
more to this moment than Lagertha would care to acknowledge.
if only she could inhibit the reeling of her thoughts, to allow her
body to speak for her, to let this ephemeral freedom run its due
course. excitement would jar muscles awake, to know warmth
before returning to the frigid, besotted husband alone with
nothing but herself to accompany her, to comfort her if events
following her arrival would go awry.
paths that had once been forcibly parted, running parallel
to one another, had begun to converge in this very moment.
cognition falling further into the abyss of her latent hunger.
his promise did not go unheard, knowing the weight of his
words, remembering just how he had desired her since the
moment their gazes collided, her voice echoing his in their
battle cry amidst the shield wall. it had been fated, every
course plotted upon her birth, the strands woven by the Nσяηѕ
causing her to pray for a union with Ragnar.
& when she was to acknowledge his words, her svelte frame
was shifted beneath him, air releasing from her lungs to form
a string of muffled chuckles whilst her mouth was claimed wholly.
Rollo’s touch caused a heat to linger upon the surface of skin,
enlivened, her leg bending, lifting to rest at his hip, positioned
to ensnare him further as he does the same. hips rocked forward
with ease, nails poised as talons to heighten every sensation raked
down his prominent tricep of the limb that captured her hip eliciting
a dulcet gasp.
( the warrior’s fervent passion was the
expression of the torment Lagertha
unknowingly had cursed him with.
was it witless to assume that he would
find another & his ardent affections
would dwindle? )
gates had been obliterated to release a flood, one that the
shieldmaiden was willing to drown in, to drag her below the
surface to never emerge again as reality grew to be irrelevant
with every press of his lips to her heated flesh. though teeth
caught her bottom lip, a mewl escaped to goad him further,
waiting for her own moment to pounce, letting him revel in
what dominance he had. all the while happiness was present,
ignorance growing truly blissful whilst fingertips traced his the
length of his spine, light, feathery touches aiming to tease,
coupling with another roll of her lower half to collide with his.
❝ —- just as you imagined ? ❞
it was all she could manage before
being led below the surface once more.
she was his just for this night.