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Argis has sworn an oath to serve his Thane. He knew the M!Nord!DB took a shine to him from the very first moment, and it made him uncomfortable. But when he proposed, and Argis knew he could not reject the Thane, he thought he was doomed.
Never again lying with a woman, but instead only with a MAN, horrifies him, but the DB, a Nord as big and bulky as Argis himself, literally blows his housecarl's mind off in the wedding night.

I want to see a dumbfounded Argis who is a little homophobic at the beginning, but utterly enjoying himself at the end of the story.

Awww. My male character has this fear too. He's looked at all the marriable men in Skyrim, and Argis is the only one he could consider living with. But what if the housecarl can't say no?

Oh for the love of Talos; someone fill this please!!!!

Argis is the most adorable housecarl and I need more of him like I need air.

Marriage. Argis had thought long and hard on the subject for many years. He pictured having a happy family, children happy to be with him, begging for stories about dragons and battles. A place to call his own and live in relative peace. More importantly, though, he pictured a wife at his side.

Argis felt his stomach knot when his thane had proposed. All he could do was stare at the man with a dumbfounded expression. He knew that Nikolai had taken a shine to him and probably had the moment he was placed in his employment. The two spent days upon days together doing nearly everything without leaving the other’s side. Argis became a trainer and a mentor, seeing Nikolai’s growing infatuation with him as nothing out of the ordinary. When he had been training he waited on his mentor like a puppy.

Much to his embarrassment, though, Argis hadn’t realized that his thane preferred men until much later. What he had thought was nothing more than the two of them bonding over battle stories and life had been much more to his thane. It was when the two were visiting a tavern that Argis had noticed his thane’s wandering eye. He watched as he sidled up to a man and sweet talked him between drinks. The man had been more than happy with the attention because it didn’t take long before they slipped off to the man’s room

“You’re starting to make me nervous.”

Nikolai’s voice cut through Argis’ thoughts and caused him to blink away his shocked look. His mouth was dry and heart was racing. He met the younger man’s gaze and watched as those hazel eyes seemed to light up. ‘By the eight, he isn’t joking.’ Argis took in a deep breath; there was no way he could deny Nikolai. Yet the idea of wedding a man caused the knot in his stomach to twist.

“If it would please you-”

A wide smile flashed across Nikolai’s face, one mixed with pure joy and relief. “Nothing would please me more,” he replied.

Argis blinked, “But why me?”

“I like you, Argis. I thought it was obvious by this point,” Nikolai chuckled. He leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair. “There is more to it, though. You and I seem to see the world similarly and we’ve been through so much together. As strange as it might sound, you make me feel safe. Not only am I sure that nothing could harm me, but I can be myself around you. There isn’t anyone else I could think of that I want to take this step with.”

Those words coming from a woman would have warmed Argis’ heart and he knew that it should be no different with his thane. Yet something was screaming at him as he looked at Nikolai. This felt strange. He knew of no man pledging himself to another man. While it had become obvious that there were men similar to Nikolai in Tamriel, they just didn’t seem to make themselves known.

“I told you once before that I would do most anything to please you because not only are you my thane but you are my friend,” Argis breathed, pausing for the briefest moment. He could see a flicker of disappointment rise in Nikolai’s eyes in that moment and it hurt him more than the knot in his stomach. “If agreeing to this will bring you joy, then so be it.”

“That settles it! Give me a lead of one day and I shall see you in Riften.”

Argis began to reply but his words were cut off as Nikolai placed a kiss on his forehead. His thoughts raced in every direction as Nikolai disappeared into his room to pack. There was no way he could back out of this.

Um, author!anon here. Since I suck at descriptions I wanted to provide a link to what Nikolai is supposed to look like. :I So yes, picture.

http://djarfskald.tumblr.com/image/24579472015

The image is old and he no longer has the dreads and his eyes aren't such a stark blue(gotta love that face sculptor).

Argis had never seen Nikolai so fidgety. He focused on that during the ceremony in Riften and while it didn’t quell the dread in his mind, it reminded him that he wasn’t the only one who was nervous. His thane had decided to forgo wearing war paint and it was the first time Argis saw him as such. Finally having a good look at him Argis realized Nikolai had to be no less than ten years his junior and with all the paint and dirt removed, he was rather pleasant to look at. If he wanted, any woman would have been happy to have him.

“Do you agree to be bound together, in love, now and forever?”

Those words barely registered as being towards Argis. It was the expectant look on Nikolai’s face that brought him out of his own thoughts. Argis cleared his throat, “I do. Now and forever.” The smile on his thane’s face was one filled with jubilance and in that moment Argis could feel nothing but shame; shame for leading Nikolai on and shame for marrying a man. Yet, it was too late.

“Under the authority of Mara, the Divine of Love, I declare this couple to be wed! I present the two you with these matching rings, blessed by Mara’s divine grace. May they protect each of you in your new life together.”

Argis watched as Nikolai held out his hand and two gold rings were placed in his palm. The young Nord turned to him and took his hand without question. Argis swallowed hard; the ring seemed to solidify the events. The band shone in the candle light and was already haunting. Women in his life, while they had been few and far between, were no longer fleeting thoughts but barred forever more.

“Married. It doesn’t feel like I thought it would,” Argis said with a nervous chuckle that Nikolai echoed, “but I’m happy.”

Nikolai nodded as he looked at the rings they both wore, “I-I know what you mean. Come, I have a room waiting for us at the tavern. It’s been a long day for both of us.”

Those words resonated in Argis’ thoughts, so much so that he barely registered that Nikolai took him by the hand. He let himself be led through Riften in silence and watched the nameless faces around him. There were no shocked surprises, no stares nor whispers. Neither man nor woman spent a second glance on them. It would have eased Argis’ troubled thoughts if it hadn’t confused him even more.

“My thane. . .”

“Argis,” Nikolai smiled, “I think it would be wise to drop the title. I’d rather you call me at least by name from now on.”

“I understand but that may take some time.” Argis stopped and his hand slipped out of Nikolai’s grasp. The young Nord came to a slow stop before turning to him. “You do know that I’ve never, um, done this before.”

The smile on Nikolai’s face softened, “I know and things will only progress as far as you are comfortable.”

Argis frowned slightly as Nikolai turned and continued to lead the way. “Why then, if you knew this was something I’d be uncomfortable with?”

“Uncomfortable?” Nikolai laughed. “You love me as much I as I love you, albeit in differing ways.”

“Love?” Argis seized Nikolai by the shoulder and forced the young Nord to face him. “I love no man and-”

Nikolai cocked an eyebrow, “Really? You had no love for your father or any other man in your family?”

“What? That’s different.”

“Is it? Love has many different forms, Argis; the love of battle, the love for your friends, the love of the world around you. All if it stems from the same thing.” Nikolai placed his hand over Argis’ and felt those muscles tense. He gave his companion a weary smile, “You do care for me, don’t you?”

Argis let his eyes drop, “Yes but like you said in different way.”

“No matter,” Nikolai sighed. “I meant what I said; things will only progress as far as you are comfortable. We have drinks waiting for us at the tavern. Let us enjoy this day of respite.”

OP! is dying with happiness and squeeling like a little girl. This is so... perfect *____* Thank you thank you thank you!!! Can't wait to see the wedding night. The way you write Nikolai and Argis is just... wow!
I'm so very very happy!

I hope you don't mind this anon to set camp here A!A; because I can't wait for the rest of this!!! This is starting really good. :D

Sweet mother of Talos! I can't believe someone is filling this. So if you just heard a scream in the distance don't worry about it, that was just me dying from excitement and joy. lol

This is good, more please~<3

Laughter rippled through the night and the smell of honey wine lingered in the air. What had started out as an awkward afternoon had slowly dissolved into lazy conversations over a meal and drinks. Nikolai knew he could thank the mead, which he made sure was free flowing. It eased Argis. The man mellowed with booze and loosened up, something Nikolai had learned early in their companionship. Drinks rarely happened between them as Argis knew it softened him. He was always on guard; always making sure nothing would bring his Thane into harm’s way.

The corner of Nikolai’s mouth quirked as those thought filtered through his mead addled mind. He glanced at his near empty tankard before watching Argis down the rest of his own. There seemed to be little concern now. “Perhaps we should sleep,” Nikolai sighed as he drank his wine. “I was thinking we head towards Windhelm in the morning; see what we run into along the way.”

Argis shrugged and reached for the bottle of mead. “There is still half a bottle left. Can’t let it go to waste, can we?”

Nikolai smiled and shook his head when Argis offered the drink, “I’ll let you finish it. I may have neared my limit.”

The slight smile that was on Argis’ face faded and a look of concern took its place. He wet his lips before taking a quick drink from the bottle. “Somethings troubling you.”

“No, just reality setting in I suppose.” Nikolai moved away from the edge of the bed, patting it as he did so. “Come, let me undo your braids.”

Argis stared at Nikolai for a moment, unmoving and unsure of how to respond. With a sigh he downed the last of the wine and moved to the bed. He sat with his back to the young Nord and glanced at the empty bottle. ‘Not enough in the world.' The thought was fleeting but it was there. Argis felt Nikolai’s finger snake through his hair as he slowly began to work. He let his eyes drift shut with a deep breath and quickly found himself lost in the sensation. He heard Nikolai’s voice but his words didn’t register. “Hmm?”

“Your war paint, I think it might be best if you washed it off before sleeping. It’ll make a mess of your face and of the bed.”

“Is there a mirror in here,” Argis asked as he opened his eyes. He turned to watch as Nikolai slipped off the bed and began peering in the dresser.

“Doesn’t look like it.”

Argis snorted, “Damnit. Well, it’s a cold night; I doubt I’ll sweat it off so there won’t be a mess.”

“I can help if you’d like.”

“It’s okay. I’ve done it plenty of times before,” Argis chuckled. “You ever see me putting this on when we’re camping?”

Nikolai smiled, “I guess I never have. Are you fine sharing a bed? I mean, if you’re uncomfortable I-”

Argis let himself fall onto the covers of the bed, once more shaking his head. “It’s dry, clean, and there’s enough room.”

(damn limits. Also, I am happy people are liking this! Argis is my guy and I am more than happy to fill!)

“I suppose there is.” Nikolai collapsed onto the bed beside Argis. He let his head roll to the side and studied his companion. It was rare to see him like this and it was shocking that he had done so after what had transpired that afternoon. While he could tell by the rosy hue in Argis’ cheeks that it was the wine, he had hoped for more. With a sigh Nikolai raised his hand and looked at the ring on his finger. “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.”

“You’re thinking that now?” Argis mused.

Nikolai turned his hand every which way, watching the ring catch the light. “You didn’t have to agree, Argis,” he replied, turning his attention once more to the older man.

“You had me back into a corner. Besides,” Argis looked at Nikolai, “I’m not too keen on the idea of leaving you in someone else’s care.”

“I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said,” Nikolai laughed.

Argis cracked a smile, “Don’t get used to this. It’s the wine, and you know it.”

“I suppose I’ll have to see to it that you enjoy a drink more often.”

“Temptation isn’t something I give into easily anymore.”

Nikolai grinned, “Anymore?”

“I’ve learned my lesson. Wine and I usually aren’t the best of friends.” Argis replied. "I found myself in trouble after a rough night."

Nikolai rolled onto his side, "What kind of trouble?"

"This was long before I met you," Argis chuckled. "Someone, I don't remember, challenged me and a few others to a drinking game. It ended with just me and this other person, I took the last drink and passed out. Woke up halfway across Skyrim owing some people some money and found a family claiming I took advantage of their daughter."

"No wonder you don 't join me at taverns that often."

"I worry about you, though, when you do go by yourself. I just don't want to end up causing trouble or lose control of myself."

Nikolas laughed, "You wouldn't be first or the last to have that happen at a tavern. Besides, I'd look after you if anything happened. Losing control of yourself once in a while is a good thing."

"I suppose you could be right."

HEHEHE~ Eagerly awaiting~<3

I really loving how you're writing this two. Can't wait for the rest!

I wonder if Argis' drinking buddy was called Sam???

Loving this story, and thanks for the pic of Nikolai so I know what he's like. Keep up the good work!

As Argis turned his head to continue his train of thought, everything around him seemed to come to a halt. He had never imagined a man's lips could be so soft. The kiss was tender and nervous and for a moment he found himself lost in it. His body seemed to respond against his mind's will as he returned the gesture.

Then it stopped. Argis could see the younger man shake slightly as he pulled away, keeping his eyes down with sudden shame. "What's wrong," he muttered.

"I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry."

Argis reached for Nikolai, saw him glance up in worry about what was to come. For the moment Argis would blame the mead for what he did. He pulled the young Nord close and kissed his forehead. It was all he could muster to do but it didn't matter. Nikolai suddenly seemed at ease and by the action, pressing himself against Argis and delivering a hungry kiss. He was compliant and soon the world seemed to be spinning as their tongues ran against each other.

Those lips moved away from Argis', trailing down his neck as fingers began to work at pulling free his clothes. His eyes drifted shut and he began to noticed how vulnerable he felt without his armor. Every touch and motion could be felt through the fabric; nothing went unnoticed. The feeling of Nikolai's hands running up the length of his torso was strange. It was hard not to note the calluses but the way he found himself caressed was enough to ignore the sensations.

"Nik-"

"Do you want me to stop?" Those words whispered in his ear, the feeling of Nikolai's breath, made Argis shudder despite himself. He could hear the smile on the young Nord's voice, "Are you still comfortable?"

All Argis could manage to do was give a quick nod. He could feel Nikolai shift and opened his eyes. He was stripping away his shirt, blonde hair spilling over his shoulders. Argis felt his stomach tighten as Nikolai straddled without pause. He leaned down and kissed the older man once more, lightly, before he began to relieve Argis of his own shirt.

Slowly Argis let his hands wander. He noticed Nikolai pause as he set his hands on his hips, fingers gripping him tightly. His hands slipped upwards and swept over his back. Argis could feel the muscles tense beneath his touch. He was oft beneath his fingers, finding the myriad of scars that went unseen.

Nikolai let out a shaky breath as Argis wrapped his arms around him and held him tight, nuzzling against his neck. He considered himself lucky with the man’s reactions, whether or not they were aided by the wine. Without a word Nikolai pulled away from Argis but the man didn’t relinquish his hold. The two shifted, Nikolai quickly finding himself sitting in Argis’ lap with his legs curled around him. Once more he snaked his finders in the older man’s hair and could feel the reaction it caused. It was becoming rather obvious that Argis was enjoying himself.

“Do you trust me,” Nikolai whispered.

“With my life.”

God this is so good!!! Please A!A don't take too long for the next update. Because fuck this is just FUCK!!!

Something tells me that Nikolai is going to rock Argis world. :D

Ughnnnnn!

I'm so glad that I started browsing the meme again. I'm loving this as you can't imagine author-anon.

Argis found himself holding his breath as Nikolai trailed a hand down his chest. His thoughts ran wild as the two locked eyes. ‘This can’t be happening.’ It was a flash of a thought, pushed quickly aside as Nikolai ran his fingers over his evident erection. Argis let out a growl of a moan that brought a slight grin to Nikolai’s lips.

“Lay back.”

Those words, so easy to obey as Nikolai touched him. Argis settled back against the bedding once more. He hated to admit that the young Nord was the first person in some time to touch him in such a way. It didn’t matter how long it had been, though, not in that moment. What captured all of his senses was Nikolai and what he was doing. That knowing smile on his face as he stroked him and the hungry look slowly appearing in his eyes seemed to ignite the fire within Argis.

Argis could feel Nikolai slowly slip off the bed, though his hand never left him. Fingers worked at the closing of his pants and Argis soon found himself lifting his hips to let the last bit of his clothing be removed. The few seconds of stillness seemed to last a lifetime. For the first time Argis was unsure of what would happen next. Was foreplay between two men different than that between a man and woman, besides the obvious?

The sudden sensation of Nikolai's tongue slowly running along his length pulled a moan from Argis once more. He took fistfuls of the bedding beneath him as Nikolai continued, trying his damndest to contain himself. The young Nord knew what he was doing and while that thought should have turned Argis' stomach at that moment he didn't care. All he wanted was the warmth of Nikolai's mouth.

Blindly Argis raised a hand and reached for Nikolai. His fingers grazed his cheek before nestling into his hair. He knew what Argis wanted and seemed than happy to comply. Argis grit his teeth as Nikolai kissed the head of his cock before parting his lips to begin his work.

"By the gods." It was the only thing Argis could manage to say, the only thing on his mind as lost himself in the feeling of Nikolai's mouth. The chuckle that Nikolai gave sent a shudder through his body. His hips jerked in response and the young Nord eagerly took more of what his new husband was willing to give.

Nikolai set a slow pace and seemed to know what to do to force a moan from Argis. Without much of a sound he propped himself up on an elbow, his other hand still tangled within Nikolai's blonde hair. He watched his cock disappear into the man's mouth and noted the pleasure he seemed to take in sucking him. Argis tried to guide Nikolai, urge him to quicken his speed, but all he achieved was the man slowly pulling back to caress him with nothing but his hands. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he locked eyes with Argis.

"You're a damned tease."

"No," Nikolai whispered, "I'm making sure that you enjoy this."

"What about you," Argis asked.

"Believe me, I'm enjoying this immensely."

Ohhh an update!!! I can't wait for the rest!!!

Argis wet his lips as he stared at Nikolai; he was finding it hard to concentrate. "I want more."

"More?" Nikolai raised a brow, "More of what, now?"

"Of you." Those words came out as more of a growl as Argis pulled Nikolai on top of him. The younger man let out a pleased cry as Argis suddenly took control. The warrior didn't seem to care any longer that the person he was with, the one that was making him feel that good, was a man. Nikolai accepted it all; the hard kiss and the wandering hands. He was expecting hesitation when it came to Argis touching him but there was none.

"I can give you more," Nikolai breathed. He moaned as Argis' hand wrapped around him and began to tease him with slow strokes. 'Serves me right,' he thought. "You can have all of me."

"All of you?"

Nikolai nodded, "We are wed. You are mine and I am yours." He put his hand on Argis' wrist and, against his own wants, made him stop. Nikolai could see the annoyance in the man's eyes and flashed a smile. He moved off the bed and could feel Argis' eyes on him as he removed the remainder of his clothes. "I promise we'll both enjoy this."

Argis watched Nikolai rifle through his pack and pull out an unmarked phial. He sat up and eyed the man, "What's that?"

"Don't trust me?" Nikolai grinned, uncorking the item as he returned to the bed. "It's something that will make this go a bit easier."

Without any explanation Nikolai poured a portion of the bottle into his cupped palm. Argis took in a sharp breath as that same hand began to stroke him once more. He cursed beneath his breath; the liquid was cool and more than enough to make him slick. As enjoyable as the sensations were his thoughts were pulled to a halt as Nikolai straddled him once more.

“Nikolai, I-”

“Relax,” Nikolai replied with a wink. “Like I said, you’ll enjoy this.”

Argis had no time to reply. Nikolai was in control once again, lowering himself slowly pausing only to wrap an arm around the older man’s shoulders. He whispered something that Argis didn’t quite catch, his body reacting to the tongue trailing along his ear. Argis turned his head to look at Nikolai but was met with a heated kiss. The two moaned into the kiss as Nikolai finally lowered himself on Argis.

“Gods,” Argis moaned as he broke the kiss. He grabbed Nikolai’s hips, fingers gripping him tightly as he let his head rest against the young Nord’s chest. “Don’t move.”

“Need to contain yourself?”

Argis chuckled, his only response to take hold of Nikolai’s cock. He could feel the man’s entire body tense from the touch and he quickly locked eyes with him. “You should learn to watch that tongue of yours.”

Nikolai rolled his hips slowly and watched a pleasured look wash over Argis’ face. “That’s what I thought,” he grinned.

God A!A you're killing me!!! This greedy anon demands more!!!

It seems that someone it's really loving this...

Yes Argis I'm looking at you. XD

Argis shifted and slowly wrapped his arms around Nikolai’s waist. He urged the younger man to continue and there was eager compliance. Their mouths met in another heated kiss, moans lost in the fight. Argis’ lips moved away as Nikolai let his head fall back as he rocked his hips. The older man ran his tongue along Nikolai’s neck, teeth scraping across skin and eliciting a pleased sound.

“By the eight, you are magnificent,” Argis murmured, hands running up Nikolai’s back once more. He could feel Nikolai’s weight shift backwards and he soon found himself holding the young man at a slight angle, still moving against him. For a moment he wondered if he was being used as nothing more than toy, something to help Nikolai get off. Those thoughts were quickly tossed aside as Nikolai’s hands came to rest on his shoulders.

“Fuck me.”

Argis looked at Nikolai, confusion mingling with the euphoria of the moment but said nothing.

Nikolai pulled himself close to Argis, mouths clashing once more as Nikolai quickened his pace. “I want you to take control,” he whispered, breaking the kiss. “I want to see you enjoying this.”

With one swift motion, and a cry of surprise, Argis had Nikolai pressed against the bedding. Those hazel eyes stared up at him filled with shock. Yet it wasn’t long before those eyes fluttered and a breathy moan escaped his lips. Argis set the pace, nearly pulling out of the man only to bury himself fully. Nikolai’s hands clawed at him with each thrust, his whimpers and moans urging Argis to continue.

Argis found a slow pace, one that seemed to draw a moan from Nikolai whenever he was fully seated. A smile of pure rapture inched it’s was across the young man’s face and his eyes locked with those of Argis. He reached for him and pulled the warrior into another kiss. Nikolai moved with him, meeting every thrust as best as he could.

The rhythm began to change and, it seemed, without a second thought Argis’ hand moved to take hold of Nikolai. The young man let out a low moan as Argis’ hand deftly kept in time with the rhythm he set. He murmured Argis’ name and was answered by sudden buck of the man’s hips. Nikolai smiled weakly, whispering the man’s name again and receiving a similar response.

“Dammit, Nikolai,” Argis growled. He tightened his grip slightly, the younger man’s only response becoming a moan as he bucked against him.

Nikolai ran his hands down Argis’ back and causing the man to arch his back in response. “You keep this up,” Nikolai breathed, “I won’t last much longer.”

Argis smiled, hair spilling over his shoulders as he brought his lips to Nikolai’s ear, “I want to hear you scream my name.”

Those words left Nikolai dumbfounded. He hadn’t expected this from Argis. Then again, this whole situation had long been a fantasy of his. Now he had that fantasy; this hardened warrior was his alone and he was loving him like no other. Nikolai knew that all he could do was comply.

Nikolai rolled his head to the side and grunted as Argis’ pace slowly grow erratic. He wanted this to continue but knew that he was reaching the end of his rope as well. Argis breathed his name and Nikolai found the sound of it exhilarating. The lust in the man’s voice, never before had he heard such a sound and he found it to be the tipping point.

Argis’ name seemed to echo through the room as Nikolai came. The warrior buried his head into the crook of his neck and let out an animalistic growl as he followed in kind, pumping himself as deep as he could into Nikolai. And Nikolai took it, panting and clinging to Argis as he emptied into him.

“You are a loud one,” Argis said with a heavy breath.

Nikolai looked into the man’s eyes, “I only gave you what you wanted.” He was shocked to see the slight blush sudden form in Argis’ cheeks before the man rolled off of him. Nikolai sighed. ‘Reality strikes so soon.’ “If we’re going to get an early start to Windhelm we may want to turn in.”

The only response Nikolai was given was a noncommittal grunt.

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