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Re: Now and Forever (4/?)
Date: 2013-07-16 04:51 am (UTC)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.”
Re: Now and Forever (4/?)
Date: 2013-07-16 06:26 pm (UTC)Re: Now and Forever (4/?)
Date: 2013-07-17 09:42 pm (UTC)Re: Now and Forever (4/?)
Date: 2013-07-18 10:39 pm (UTC)I'm so glad that I started browsing the meme again. I'm loving this as you can't imagine author-anon.
Re: Now and Forever (5/?)
Date: 2013-07-21 04:23 am (UTC)“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."
Re: Now and Forever (5/?)
Date: 2013-07-24 05:59 am (UTC)Re: Now and Forever (6/?)
Date: 2013-07-25 03:53 am (UTC)"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.
Re: Now and Forever (6/?)
Date: 2013-07-26 03:32 am (UTC)Re: Now and Forever (6/?)
Date: 2013-07-26 10:47 pm (UTC)Yes Argis I'm looking at you. XD
Re: Now and Forever (7/8)
Date: 2013-07-27 04:03 am (UTC)“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.
Re: Now and Forever (8/8)
Date: 2013-07-27 04:06 am (UTC)With a deep breath Argis straightened himself before glancing over his shoulder. He frowned slightly, “I know you’re awake.”
Nikolai buried his head beneath his pillow, “Am I that horrible of a liar?”
“No,” Argis replied, “I just know you that well. Get up; we’re leaving in an hour.”
Muttering obscenities Nikolai sat up like a bolt and stared hard at Argis. “Are we going to ignore last night?”
Argis raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”
“What. . . . What do I mean,” Nikolai laughed. “I mean your response! How the world seemed to come crashing down around you once everything was said and done.”
Argis turned his gaze away.
“No. No, no, no. You are not avoiding this.” Nikolai grabbed Argis’ hand and with one powerful tug, pulled the man into his arms. “Argis, if you didn’t want-”
“Look,” Argis snapped, “I know I could have said the word and you would have stopped, but I didn’t. I didn’t because I didn’t want to stop.”
“Oh.”
Argis pulled out of the awkward embrace and, with a shaky breath, locked eyes with Nikolai. “I enjoyed last night, believe me I did. You are something special, Nikolai. I guess it’s just hard for me to come to terms with this in just one night.”
Nikolai nodded, “I suppose you’re right. You have my apologies.”
“I should be the one apologizing,” Argis replied, kissing Nikolai softly. “You got yourself tangled with someone out of their depths.”
“Well, I’m willing to help you out.”
Argis chuckled, “I know that you are.”
“So, it’s a long ways to Windhelm.”
“That it is.”
“Think you can handle me alone in the wild?”
“I suppose I’ll have to find out.”
(I hope everyone enjoyed this, because I sure as hell did!)
Re: Now and Forever (8/8)
Date: 2013-07-28 12:35 am (UTC)This was really fantastic. So kudos A!A for the great job; I really hope that you write more in the future and if it’s anything with this two the better. ;)
Re: Now and Forever (8/8)
Date: 2013-07-28 12:53 am (UTC)OP!
Date: 2013-07-28 01:20 am (UTC)Re: OP!
Date: 2013-07-28 06:17 pm (UTC)My Favorite Drinking Buddy (1a/?)
Date: 2013-07-28 06:25 pm (UTC)-----------
Traveling with Nikolai was never so straight forward. There was no point A to point B for that man. No, if there was something off in the distance that may be worthwhile he had to see it. Whether that item was a ruin or just a collection of flowers, Nikolai was driven by curiosity. While it would have bothered most companions Argis found it rather entertaining to see a grown man watch butterflies with a child’s eye, or even spending hours just looking across the country from a cliff side.
“No horses,” Nikolai had said the very first time they set out together. “No horses and no carriages. You’ll miss what there is to offer. I promise that you’ll always find something breath taking when you travel on foot.”
Nikolai was never one to break a promise.
Traveling together after the wedding was no different than it ever had been. While they set off towards Windhelm Argis soon realized that their simple path was becoming a winding one thanks to Nikolai’s flights of fancy. When the young man did decide to walk in stride with Argis, he lingered close and his fingers would reach for his. To any passerby the two appeared to be nothing more than close companions and it was that thought that eased Argis’ nerves.
“Ah! A spring,” Nikolai grinned. He hurried away from Argis’ side and jogged beyond the bushes and sparse trees. “Do you want to set up camp here?”
“Set up camp already? It’s barely past midday.” Argis stopped as he came to the edge of the spring. It looked rather inviting. He glanced at Nikolai and sighed; the young man had already dropped his pack and was pulling his weapons from his belt. “There would be no way to convince you otherwise, would there?”
Nikolai laughed, “Come now, this place looks more than inviting. Plus the spring looks rather relaxing if you ask me.”
Argis shrugged off his own pack, “Well, I’m not. Besides, if it wasn’t for you running after every animal and shiny object we could be relaxing in Windhelm.”
“Well pardon my curiosity but a straight march from here to there would be rather boring,” Nikolai explained matter-of-factly. “Either way, make yourself comfortable. I’m going to have a look around.”
“Don’t wander too far.” While he sounded more like a father reprimanding his child, Argis knew it needed to be said.
The sound of nature slowly filtered out anything else. If Nikolai had responded Argis hadn’t heard it as he stared at the spring. His body ached from the previous day’s travels and escapades through a cave. He wasn’t lying when he told Nikolai they could be relaxing in Windhelm; it was something he desperately wanted.
Glancing around Argis figured that there was no reason not to follow his urge. Slowly he stripped off his boots and clothes until all that remained was his breechcloth. Without a second thought Argis stepped into the water and found it warm rather than chilled like expected. He waded into the middle of the spring, finding that the water only rose to his waist. Never-the-less Argis slipped beneath the surface and reveled in the soothing warmth.
Argis surfaced with a gasp for air, standing his full height. He smoothed his hair with a slow breath and closed his eyes. This was what he yearned for: the comforts of home. Or at least a decent bath house. Argis figured that one of the first things he would do once they returned to Markarth was soak his tired body. He was beginning to wonder if the travels were starting to take a toll on him. He wasn’t that old but Nikolai seemed to have endless energy.
Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (1b/?)
Date: 2013-07-28 06:26 pm (UTC)The water rippled around Argis as Nikolai joined him. He glanced at the younger man, "You're too quiet for your own good. Too much like a damned cat."
Nikolai laughed, "It's never done me wrong." He slipped beneath the water, surfacing quickly beside him with a happy sigh. "This feels wonderful."
"Not quite like home but it'll do," Argis smiled.
"True enough," Nikolai replied, "but out here we're able to enjoy ourselves." He circled behind Argis and wrapped his arms around him. Nikolai could feel the kneejerk tensing in his body but it seemed to vanish just as fast. He smiled against Argis' neck, "Wouldn't feel too comfortable doing this with prying eyes, now would you?"
Argis lowered his head slightly, "I suppose not." He took in a steady breath as Nikolai's hands moved. He watched them; watched as they trailed lazily over chest before one hand slipped beneath the water's surface. Argis' breath caught in his throat and happy hum escape his companion. "What are you doing?"
"I think it's kinda obvious."
"We're outside."
"There's no one around to see us."
Argis knew he couldn’t deny that and even if he tried there was little doubt that Nikolai would have listened. Rather than argue against it he told himself to relax. He could feel the smile on Nikolai’s lips that submerged hand slipped beneath the scrap of clothing that separated them. A contented sigh escaped Argis. While he was still getting used to the idea of being married to a man there was no point in denying the fact that, that very man knew how to please him.
“Lean against me,” Nikolai whispered.
All Argis could do was comply. He let himself be used and lost himself in the sensation of Nikolai’s hand. It was the first time something like this had happened since the two left Riften. He knew that the young Nord was holding himself back and that he had wanted something more than holding his hand while they slipped through the wilderness. Argis had to admit that he was beginning to want more than that as well. His dreams had been plagued with the memories of their wedding night and it was becoming difficult to get a decent night’s sleep.
Nikolai said nothing as he slowly stroked Argis. He kissed the man’s neck and listened to the sounds that escaped him. Argis leaned into him more, a stray hand slipping up and holding Nikolai in place at the nape of his neck. Nikolai smiled slightly as the man’s head lolled against his shoulder as he moaned. There was quip in his thoughts but Nikolai pushed it away, knowing that it would ruin the moment.
The fingers at Nikolai’s neck flexed, almost clawing at his skin as Argis’ jaw tensed. With a knowing smile the young Nord pumped his hand faster. He could feel Argis’ hips buck and the tension in him grow. The man came with a roar that echoed through the still afternoon, slumping against Nikolai who held without a complaint.
“And you worried about being seen,” Nikolai whispered.
Argis gave a weary laugh, “I suppose you’re right.”
Nikolai stroked Argis’ damp hair with a smile, “Let’s get out of the water. I don’t know about you but I am hungry.”
“Eat?” Argis craned his neck to look Nikolai in the eye, “What about-”
“Let’s just say you owe me one.”
Argis was grateful for those words but in the back of his mind he wondered exactly what Nikolai meant.
Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (1b/?)
Date: 2013-07-28 10:41 pm (UTC)By the way I love everything of “Now and forever.” This week was kinda rough on me so I didn’t really have much to check the meme. Thus the lack of comments in the previous parts.
Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (1b/?)
Date: 2013-07-29 05:00 am (UTC)Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (2/?)
Date: 2013-07-29 06:47 pm (UTC)Nikolai glanced over his shoulder and motioned towards the city, “It’s probably because we’re so close to Windhelm. Do you honestly hear the sounds of wildlife just outside the walls of Markarth?”
“No,” Argis frowned, “but that’s because the Forsworn are slinking just out of sight. The animals know to steer clear.”
“Could it possibly be the fact that it’s snowing and they found shelter of their own?”
“I suppose.”
The younger man rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the road ahead. “Another few minutes and we’ll within the city. We’ll have a hot meal and a warm bed, so no more complaining.”
Pursing his lips together Argis said nothing more. They were both in sour moods thanks to the current weather. Neither had been prepared for snow. Argis thanked the Divines that it happened so close to the city. There was no telling how things would have progressed if they were another day out.
Argis never heard the animal before it hit him; never saw it’s shadow or the flash of fur out of the corner of his eye. The roar of the sabercat cut through the silence like a knife and was echoed by Argis’ cry of surprise as he was wrenched back. The claw that was undoubtedly supposed to slice into his back had instead lodged itself into his pack. Now he lay on the ground, heart racing as he heard the creature snarl.
The sound of Nikolai’s screaming his name was lost to Argis. All he heard was the rush of blood in his ears and his own mind trying to get him to move. He tried to scramble to his feet, hands frantically reaching for his weapon but the cat deftly knocked his legs out from beneath him. Argis rolled onto his back and stared wide eyed into the face of the animal as it stood over him.
“Fus Ro Dah!”
With what sounded like a crash of thunder the sabercat was knocked off of Argis. He could feel the force of it wrack his own body and for a moment he feared that he too would be thrown be the sound. Yet there was nothing, save for the hard beating of his heart.
“By the gods,” Nikolai cried suddenly coming into Argis’ view, his face pale. “Argis, are you okay?”
Argis gave a slight nod, “I think I’m fine.” He let Nikolai help him to his feet and waited as the man looked him over.
“Nearly tore your pack in two. We can buy you a new one. The damned thing doesn’t look like it’s coming back.”
“That sound. What was it?”
Nikolai gave a nervous chuckle, “That was me, actually.”
“You? That sounded like-“
“The dragons, yes?”
Argis gave a slow nod as he gave Nikolai an uneasy look. “We’ve always steered clear of them but could hear their battles. How is it that you can sound like them so easily?”
“I guess it’s because I’m Dovahkiin.”
There was nothing Argis could say in response to such a revelation. He knew he wore a shocked expression thanks to the nervous response Nikolai seemed to have. All it did was illustrate how little Argis knew about his companion. When Nikolai had arrived in Markarth he was no-one of note, just a man wishing to aid the city in some way. Argis listened to those in the Jarl’s employ about this newcomer and before he knew it this he was serving this newcomer. Neither spoke about their lives before working together. Argis didn’t even know where Nikolai hailed from.
“W-we should get moving, Argis.” Nikolai stammered. “I think we both deserve a drink after that.”
Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (2/?)
Date: 2013-07-29 07:53 pm (UTC)This is... Argh... SAADSJETGHVNASJF *coherent thinking stopped altogether by the fluffiness and sexiness of this story*
Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (3a/?)
Date: 2013-07-29 08:03 pm (UTC)Nikolai led the way without a word and Argis followed in kind. Neither had said a word since the revelation of the young man’s mythic identity. In truth Argis didn’t know how to respond. Why hadn’t he said something before? How long had Nikolai known what he was? So many questions rolled around in Argis’ mind but he knew of no tactful was to broach the subject.
“Go and find a place by the fire,” Nikolai said as they entered the inn. “I’ll see to getting us a room and some food.”
The sound of singing drifted from the upper floor of the inn as Argis ascended the stairs. The room above opened before him, the hearth being the focal point of it all. Few people milled about, most drinking and having hushed conversations. Argis shook off the remaining snow and the cold as he settled close to the hearth.
“Can I get you a drink?”
Argis glanced up and paused, staring a moment too long at the young barmaid. “Yes, two pints of mead for now.”
The woman smiled, “Two?”
“Yes. My companion is getting a room.”
“Alright,” the woman chuckled, “two pints coming up.”
Argis watched the barmaid disappear down the steps and cursed softly the moment she was out of sight. This was the last thing he needed. Thinking about it Argis didn’t know if Nikolai was the jealous type let alone if he knew how difficult it would be for Argis to try and curb what was only natural. ‘Either way,’ Argis thought, turning the ring he wore about his finger, ‘I just need to watch myself.’
“Hope you don’t mind soup.”
Argis turned his eyes to Nikolai as he took his seat. “Sounds fine. You manage to get a room?”
“Yes,” Nikolai nodded. “Had only a few rooms left but managed to get something relatively nice.”
“What is your business here anyway?”
“I’m trying to get an audience with Ulfric Stormcloak.”
Argis’ eyes widened, “Ulfric? Do you know how hard it is to see that man these days? Do you truly believe that you can just walk in to the Palace of Kings?”
“I’ve had a run in with Ulfric once before,” Nikolai grinned. “Jogging his memory should be more than enough to help get an audience.”
“A run in?”
“Yes.”
“And what are you planning?”
“I was going to inquire about his cause in this war.” Nikolai lowered his voice, “Maybe even seeing what the Imperials have to offer. Just a little information gathering on my part.”
Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (3b/?)
Date: 2013-07-29 08:04 pm (UTC)“Thank you,” Argis replied with a slight smile.
Nikolai watched the woman leave with a smile of his own. “She is a pretty one.”
Argis felt himself flush with embarrassment, “I suppose she is.”
“Come,” Nikolai sighed, raising his tankard. “To our health.”
“To our health,” Argis replied raising his own glass.
They ate their meal in relative silence before the mead began to do its job in relaxing the two men. Gone were their worries of the events earlier that day, as well as Argis’ own embarrassment. They chatted about the war over the coming hours, something they hadn’t touched on during their times together. Their hushed whispers went unnoticed by the amount of growing patrons as well as the barmaid who kept their tankards ever full.
“Excuse me, gentlemen.” The slurred voice brought the conversation to a halt as the duo glanced up. A robed Breton stood at their table, a smile on his face and a tankard in hand. “I was wondering if either of you were interested in a game.”
Argis eyed the man and felt something tugging at his mind. “Have we met before?”
The Breton turned his gaze to Argis and raised a brow as he studied him. “I don’t know. I bump into a lot of people. This your first time here?”
“Yes.”
“Then I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure,” he said with a wink. “I just happen to have one of those faces, I guess.”
Argis frowned slightly, “I suppose.”
“What kind of game?” Nikolai chimed in with a smile and a rosy hue in his cheeks.
The Breton grinned, “That’s more like it! A drinking game. You Nords seem to be able to hold your drink and I’ve wanted to see how I stack up against the lot of you.”
Nikolai gave a cheerful laugh, obviously interested in the man’s suggestion. He looked at Argis, “What do you say?”
Argis shook his head, “I’ve told you what happened the last time, Nikolai. I don’t plan on letting something like that happen again.”
“This time’ll be different. I’m here with you.”
“Sorry but I’ll pass, and you should too; you’ve already had a few as it is.”
The Breton laughed, “Then it’s an even playing field.” He grabbed an unoccupied chair and pulled it over to the table, sitting too close to Nikolai for Argis’ peace of mind. “What do you say? Offer still stands,” he said.
“No,” Argis replied, his mind sobering rather quickly. “I’ll be in our room, Nikolai. Find me when this is over.”
Without another word Argis left the table. He paused at the stairs when he heard the Breton shout for the barmaid, and glanced back at the two. A pang of anger and jealousy suddenly sprang forth as he watched the Breton slip an arm around Nikolai. It was made all the worse when Nikolai didn’t remove the man’s arm. With a frown he disappeared down the stairs, deciding he needed some fresh air and that his room could wait. At that moment he could care less about what happened to Nikolai.
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Date: 2013-07-29 08:45 pm (UTC)The Nord woman shrugged, “He and that Breton left at some point last night and I never saw them come back.”
“This Breton, did he have a room here?”
“No. The man shows up from time to time for a drink but that’s it.”
Argis didn’t know how to feel. Angry? Betrayed? He didn’t want to admit to anything else as they crept through his mind. The woman behind the counter watched him without a word. “Did my companion pay for the room yesterday?”
“He did.”
“Okay. If he shows up looking for me,” Argis frowned, “tell the bastard I left for Markarth.”
Argis left Windhelm by way of a carriage. He didn’t care about seeing what the country had to offer and knew that those few days alone would only cause his emotions and thoughts to stew. The driver and other passengers provided distractions for the most part through idle conversations.
By the end of his travel Argis found he was no longer angry but worried about Nikolai. No word had been sent and there was no sign that he had returned to Vlindrel Hall. Nikolai could move through the city unnoticed by most others so Argis found little point in questioning people. All he could do was wait for something. Anything.
‘I shouldn’t have left him alone,’ Argis thought as he slipped out of Vlindrel Hall. It had been nearly a week since he had seen Nikolai. He found himself worrying about the man and missing his presence. The more he thought about it the more had realized that these days had been unlike the days before their strange marriage. Yes, he had worried about Nikolai’s safety and health when he wasn’t with him, but now those worries were tinged with other emotions and ones that shocked him.
“Argis.” The sound of his name brought Argis out of his thoughts. Ascending the stairs was a Breton woman dressed in robes. He recognized her as one of the priestesses of Dibella, a woman by the name of Senna if he remembered correctly. He also recognized the fact that the woman was beyond angry.
“What’s wrong, Senna? I don’t see you wandering the city often.”
Senna stopped a few steps below Argis and stared up at the man with anger in her eyes. “I want you to keep that Thane of ours in check and out of our temple if at all possible.”
Argis’ heart jumped, “Nikolai? You’ve seen him?”
“Seen him? I found him in our temple! Drunk and making-”
“When?”
Senna’s eyes widened, shocked at suddenly being interrupted, before a frown settled over her lips. “Days ago. He left me with the lovely job of cleaning his mess.”
“Do you remember where he went? Was anyone with him?”
“He was alone and left for Rorikstead but, like I said that was days ago. Who knows where he is now. Argis, is everything alright?”
Argis nodded, running a hand through his hair. “Thank you and I apologize for my Thane’s actions. Is there anything I can do as compensation for any harm that he caused?”
Senna sighed, the anger obviously no longer present. “A donation would be more than acceptable.”
“Consider it done,” Argis replied. “I’ll have the donation to you within a day or two.
The priestess muttered a thank you before descending the stairs. Argis felt his shoulders slump as he turned and entered Vlindrel Hall once more. He wasn’t fond of the silence anymore, letting his thoughts cry out louder than he’d like, and the account Nikolai’s actions only caused him more worry. The man could be anywhere in Skyrim and there was no way Argis could track him.
Argis settled into a chair beside the hearth and stared at the dying embers. There was nothing else he could do but wait. Wait and worry.
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Date: 2013-07-30 05:26 am (UTC)It would be the first time in Argis’ recollection that someone had broke into Vlindrel Hall and it was something that he was going to remedy. Another clatter echoed from the entry, followed by a muttering voice. Argis smiled to himself. ‘This will be too easy.’ Tightening his grip on the hilt he crept towards the sound.
A figure knelt before the hall’s door, their leather armor dirty and torn, intent on rifling through a bag on the ground. Behind them sat a lantern, its flame low and tossing shadows over the figure and across the walls and floor.
“Hands out of the bag and I promise I won’t hurt you,” Argis growled.
The person’s head snapped up, “Argis?” There was no doubt in Argis’ mind on whose voice that was.
Nikolai stood and took an uneasy towards the housecarl. The sword in Argis’ hand clattered to the ground as he suddenly seized the young man. He held him close and whispered his name. Nikolai tensed for only a moment before returning the embrace.
“If I had known this be your reaction I would have disappeared sooner,” Nikolai said with a soft laugh. He quickly regretted speaking his mind as he felt Argis loosen his hold and quickly shove him back. Nikolai slumped against the door and watched the warrior disappear in the darkness of the main room, not bothering to grab his weapon. Mentally kicking himself Nikolai picked up his pack and lantern and followed slowly. The room gained soft light as Argis started a small fire in the hearth before turning to head to his room.
“I’m sorry.”
Argis paused, “What are you apologizing for?”
Nikolai sighed, dropping his bag on an empty chair. “Sorry that I made you worry. I was gone for some time.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
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