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skyrimkinkmeme) wrote2012-02-17 04:29 pm
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Skyrim Page 3 - "Either you're naked, or I'm drunk. Maybe both."
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Old Scales 42/42 [FINISHED]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-07 01:48 am (UTC)(link)Vilkas gritted his teeth and kept swinging at the old man, taking each bit of advice in without trying to think he was being trained by Gunnar, because then he would think about Gunnar’s fatherliness and he so didn’t want to deal with that while training.
“That’s right, keep at it sonny”
That nickname
Vilkas lunged aiming his sword at Gunnar’s bare stomach. The old man only grinned before shifting to the side, Vilkas’ sword just barely brushing Gunnar’s side instead. And with the knight’s lunge now in the old warrior’s favor, the old man took a step forward and Vilkas crashed into Gunnar’s chest. The shock of the impact caused him to lose his grip on his sword, which clattered to the ground as Gunnar wrapped his arms around Vilkas and pulled the knight into a tight hug.
“Close but not quite there sonny” Gunnar grinned.
“Dammit” Vilkas muttered.
“No need to be down sonny, you’re getting better” Gunnar grinned before leaning down to place a kiss on Vilkas’ forehead tenderly. The knight huffed indignantly.
“Right, you’re just using this to tease me”
“Maaaaaybe” Gunnar teased.
“You’re hopeless old man” Vilkas sighed, resting his head on his lover’s chest.
“You still love me though” Gunnar hummed happily into Vilkas’ hair.
“Yeah, yeah”
They enjoyed their embrace for a moment before Tovar, who had been watching the sparring match off to the side as he enjoyed his morning bout of drinking, drunkenly hollered
“Get a room!”
“No! We’re gonna make you all watch this!” Gunnar retorted, crushing Vilkas against his chest “Make you all witnesses to our burning passion!”
“I ain’t drunk enough for that!” Tovar whined.
“Then I suggest that you get on that!” Gunnar laughed.
Vilkas couldn’t help but smile. Only about a month together and everything seemed comfortable and normal again. Sure, Kodlak was getting worse day by day, but everyone knew his time was coming. Besides, Gunnar just kept everyone’s spirits up that no one could be bothered to think about such depressing things.
“Now sonny, let’s sit down for a moment” Gunnar smiled.
“Tired already old man?” Vilkas teased.
“Oh, someone looking to get a spanking?” Gunnar grinned lecherously before landing a rather hard smack on Vilkas’s trouser clad ass.
“Ouch! Dirty old man!”
“You bet your sweet ass sonny” Gunner grinned before dragging Vilkas to the stepping and giving him a playful push to send him on his smarting rump. Gunnar gave him such a warm and charming smile that Vilkas couldn’t be mad at him for long. Plus the absolute love in his eyes made the knight’s heart melt.
“…Actually I need to go grab something, sit tight sonny” Gunnar grinned before dashing back into Jorvashkr.
Vilkas blinked and then looked to Tovar for answers. The drunk just shrugged before going back to his mead, leaving Vilkas to wonder what in the world the old warrior was up to.
What could he possibly need so urgently?
The knight just sat there for a few moments, pondering about his lover, until the old man came back. However he came back outside so quietly that the knight had no idea where he was until the old warrior took his seat right behind Vilkas and wrapped one of his arms around the knight and landed a kiss on his ear.
“I’ve got something for you sonny” Gunnar purred against his ear.
“What is it?” Vilkas asked.
Gunnar moved his other arm into Vilkas’ field of vision. In his large, calloused hand was a familiar amulet.
“…Is that an amulet of Mara?” Vilkas asked, breathlessly.
“Aye sonny, does that mean you’re interested?” Gunnar asked.
“…Yes, until the Nine take us both”
“I love you Vilkas”
“I love you too Gunnar”
~*~
And finished! It’s done, it’s over! I hope you all loved it as much as I loved writing it! I would like to thank those that stuck it with me even when I was straying way off topic or just going on and on, you guys are amazing <3
Now I’m gonna go write some lovely crack for Gunnar about when his brother Einar visits and that unprompted Gunnar/Ulfric thing
*A!A rides off into the sunset, to be seen ~ soon…ish*
Re: Old Scales 42/42 [FINISHED]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-07 06:26 am (UTC)(link)Re: Old Scales 42/42 [FINISHED]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-08 03:16 am (UTC)(link)It's all so perfect :')
We love you <3
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(Anonymous) 2013-04-09 03:04 am (UTC)(link)Re: Old Scales 42/42 [FINISHED]
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