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Skyrim Page 3 - "Either you're naked, or I'm drunk. Maybe both."
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A!A: Epilogue
(Anonymous) 2012-12-01 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)Hope you like it!
And sorry for typos, I am typing with only 1 hand right now. It's not so easy.
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The beast blood had called him, and he had obeyed.
It was in nights like these that he felt most alive. Ths sky was clear, both moons and the stars illuminated the town that was covered under a thin layer of fresh fallen snow. His hunt had been successful and Vilkas returned exhausted but happy, knowing that a warm bed with a warm and willing woman was waiting for him back in Jorrvaskr.
It had been about a fortnight since their fateful encounter in his room and she had not left his side since, giving him closeness he never knew he needed. She was like a drug to him and her mere presence was intoxicating, but sometimes, in nights like these, he needed to get out, to breathe the fresh air and clear his mind.
Life was good.
Vilkas returned to Whiterun through the underforge and decided to take a walk through town before returning home. He enjoyed the cold air and the peaceful aura the fresh fallen snow gave the city.
With his eyes closed he took a few deep breaths, inhaling the unique scent of the snow.
His thoughts drifted back to that fateful night. The way he had forced himself upon her, the anger he felt. He had no right to feel betrayed, yet he did. Without realizing it, the girl had always been his. She was his mate, and now she knew. Never again would he allow another man to touch her.
Vilkas walked down to the statue of Talos and took another deep breath, wondering why he was thinking of her betrayal at this moment.
That was when it hit him.
The smell.
His smell.
In Whiterun.
Within a split second his tired muscles were tense and the wolf was screaming for release. The man that had sullied his mate with his stench was somewhere nearby! The smell was overwhelming. Why did Vilkas not notice earlier?
He sniffed the air once more, trying to identify the source of the offending reek. With all the stealth a man of his size could muster, he snuck closer to the temple of Kynareth. Wherever the other man was hiding, Vilkas would find him. He was still trying to follow the scent when a silent, low chuckle startled him back into reality. "You, my friend, need practice."
On the roof of the temple sat a man, clad in black leather. Vilkas knew that kind of armour. His mate wore a similar set the day she walked into his room.
There was hardly any point in trying to be quiet anymore. He had obviously been spotted and spat on the ground.
"A thief. She can do so much better than that!"
The other man chuckled again, but didn't bother coming down from the roof.
"So you know who I am. Funny. I also happen to know who you are."
Vilkas glared at the man whose face he still could not make out under the hood.
"Your trip to Whiterun was in vain, she won't be coming with you."
Again that chuckle. Vilkas clenched his fists. How he longed to introduce that bastard's face to his knuckles! "You misjudge my intentions, lad. I'm only here to make sure the lass finally got what she wanted."
The thief moved just enough to let the starlight illuminate his face for a split second. A pair of amused green eyes looked down at Vilkas.
"And, judging by your reaction, I guess she did."
It took Vilkas a few seconds to process the other man's words. Did he just say what he thought he said? "What are you talking about, thief?" He tried to murder the other man with his eyes. Sadly, Vilkas was more of a wolf than a cat, so no matter how much he wished to rip the stranger to pieces, he would have to wait until the other man decided to come down from the roof.
"I am by no means your enemy, lad. In fact, I believe you owe me."
The cheek of that bastard! "What could I possibly owe you?"
Re: A!A: Epilogue
(Anonymous) 2012-12-01 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)Vilkas was slightly taken aback by that reply and tried to think clarly, which was considerably harder with the wolf inside trying to break free.
He had practically jumped the girl when he smelt another man on her. But still, how in Oblivion could he possibly be grateful for someone else fucking his mate?
"Still don't get it, do you? You see, the lass was slightly frustrated with a certain man from Whiterun that had stolen her heart. Myself, being the good friend that I naturally am, was there to comfort her in her hour of need. No more, no less."
"So you are basically telling me that you took advantage of a broken-hearted girl and I should thank you for that?"
The thief finally stood up on the roof. Vilkas could identify him as a Nord, simply by his size. With a greceful jump, he landed on the ground right in front of the Companion. Steel collided with Emerald as their eyes met.
"And who are you to accuse me of taking advantage?"
Vilkas swallowed hard. These words struck a chord.
His desire to kill the other man had shrunk down to a controllable urge by this point. "So why are you here?"
The thief was silent for a moment, studying the other man's eyes, following the mixed emotions he could identify, the anger as it slowly turned to shame.
"I came to make sure the lass is alright."
"She is fine, and she will be as long as she is with me."
The thief smiled, his eyes sparkling in the starlight.
"I take your word for it. However, should you break her heart, I will make you regret it."
Vilkas just nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. For someone who had almost stolen his mate, this guy did not seem all too bad.
"I take your word for it."
With a nod, the other man turned around and started to walk in the direction of the plains district, as Vilkas called him back.
"Who should I tell her asked for her?"
"You don't have to tell her anything, lad. I've seen her just before you returned to Whiterun. By the way, you have a very nice room!"
And before Vilkas could even process these words, the other man had disappeared.
And just like that, a very dumbfounded and very angry Vilkas found himself running as fast as he could back to Jorrvaskr. He'd have to talk to his girl about the kind of friends she chose.
In the dark, a red-haired thief laughed to himself. Nothing like a little mischief to keep the relationship going. Ahh, young love!
And, since his good deed for the day was hereby done, he could finally return to the business at hand and rob the town blind. The joys of being a thief!
And until the early morning hours, the shouts of a fighting couple, followed by the shouts of a mating couple, would keep the entire Wind-district awake.
Re: A!A: Epilogue
(Anonymous) 2012-12-03 09:05 am (UTC)(link)Re: A!A: Epilogue
(Anonymous) 2013-02-11 08:54 am (UTC)(link)