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FILL: Vilkas/F!DB: "Lovers' Knot" 52/?

[(Anonymous)]

Miraculously, they make it back to the inn without incident. The evening is quiet, and the fire’s embers are cold as they fumble their way inside, both of them clumsy with eagerness. Vilkas doesn’t want to stop kissing her to walk, and she seems to be having the same feeling, so together they stagger backwards, Vilkas doing his best to steer her with hands nudging her hips in the right direction.

He mostly gets it right, but she trips over her own feet and gets tangled up with him, bumping her head against the doorframe as she giggles breathlessly. “Sorry, sorry,” she murmurs, grinning as Vilkas finally just picks her up and gently drops her to the bed, her amulet bouncing against her chest as she lands on the soft mattress.

Vilkas strips hurriedly, throwing his own clothing carelessly to the floor and scrambling on top of the bed. He feels like an overeager youth again, but she just keeps touching him in all of the right ways, shyly kissing and nibbling at his jaw, grabbing at his arms and digging her nails in as he teases her nipples through her undershirt.

With her help, he strips her shirt off of her and spends a long time simply touching and looking his fill. He isn’t sure how much of a warm-up she needs, or how much experience she has - and he bets, with her missing past, that it might be a sore subject. Better to play it safe, and let her be the one to move the pace along.

With that in mind, he presses kisses everywhere he can reach - the shell of her ear, the curve of her neck, the line of her collarbone. When he gets to a nipple, stiff and eager for his attention after his earlier teasing, he sucks it into his mouth carefully, swiping his tongue at the tender bud over and over. When he feels her stomach tighten, her back arching off the bed as she gives a breathy gasp, he switches to its twin, lavishing the same attentions until she’s shivering under him.

“Miri,” he says, as he pulls off, kissing her breastbone. “If you- you know that we don’t have to. We can stop any time-“

“You’d better not,” she says, eyes wide with dismay, and he laughs as he reaches up to give her cheek a long, lingering kiss. “Just wanted to be sure you knew,” he assures, and scoots down the bed until his face is even with her belly.

The first kiss he places makes her jump, and Vilkas can feel her stomach clench as he presses more little kisses around her belly button. A brief moment to brush his fingers against her sides confirms that yes, she is ticklish there, and after enjoying her breathless laughter for a few minutes he resumes the path of his kisses, down to the waistband of her trousers. At her quiet “You can,” he Vilkas unlaces them and her underthings and slides them off of her hips, lets her sit up a bit to work them off her feet.

He’s almost frozen at the sight of her, drinking in her beauty, and her scent is equally overpowering at so close a distance. For once, he and his wolf are in complete agreement - they need to mate her, and they need to do it now.

“My beauty,” he murmurs, his voice gone low and husky. She blushes prettily underneath him, and he gently strokes down her thighs, puts just a bit of pressure with his thumbs to coax her legs open for him.

His first exploratory touch of her, no more than a light stroke with a fingertip, reveals that she’s slippery-wet with arousal of her own. Gently, he pets a thumb through her wetness until she quickly draws a hand to her mouth, muffling a soft cry. “Good?” Vilkas asks. “Or too much?”

“Not too much,” Miri bursts, and throws her head back to the pillows as he keeps rubbing soft and slow at her pussy. She’s wonderfully responsive - she’s full of sweet noises, so it’s easy to tell when he’s got a good spot and when he needs to adjust.

After a while of teasing strokes, Miri begins to rock her hips towards his touch, past the point of any lingering doubts. She gives him a soft, pleased cry as he slips a finger inside her, and his dick throbs in sympathy as she tightens around it. “Vilkas, love,” she sighs.

“Yeah,” he murmurs, just barely letting his fingertip slip inside. She’s achingly tight, and he wants to push harder, but every fiber of his will holds him back - he wants their first time to be good for her. “I’m here, Miri.”

She has one hand fisted in the sheets, another hovering above her own belly - her fingers flex every time part of his hand brushes against her clit. “You can touch yourself too,” he murmurs, slipping a second finger inside her. “If you want to, while I’m inside you.”

He sees her swallow hard, and with a shaking hand reaches down to where Vilkas has his fingers inside of her. She rubs the top of his hand, takes a deep breath, and then gives his hand the barest of nudges so her fingertips have room to move on her clit. “Show me how you like to be touched,” he asks, and she gives him a quick nod.

Vilkas watches, mouth dry as she moves her hand quick and light, and they work in sync to bring her closer to the edge. Her breathing goes shallow, her legs gradually slipping open and her heart beating frantically as she nears her climax. “Vilkas,” she moans - and then again, more insistently, “Vilkas.”

“Gonna come for me?” he asks, and she nods vigorously, wide-eyed with sincerity. Her belly jumps, shoulders pushing hard into the bed as her back arches, and she comes with a choked-off gasp as she squeezes and releases around his fingers, riding out the waves of her orgasm.

He lets her have a moment to breathe, smiling at her dazed expression as he gingerly slips out of her, doing his best to discreetly wipe his fingers in the sheets. She tips her head to the side to look at him, and after a moment she says, expression somewhere between blissed and cheeky, “I have lambskin in my pack, if you need it.”

“By the gods, I’m going to marry you,” Vilkas exclaims, and dives for their packs without an ounce of shame. Miri laughs at his eagerness, and it’s friendly, warm. “I should hope so,” she teases, “Especially with us laying together like husband and wife.”

“I love you,” Vilkas says, looking at her helplessly as she smiles softly back at him. “I—do you need, potions? Or—“

She shakes her head. “Mages make the potions,” she says, and her gaze is so hungry that Vilkas nearly throws the condom out of his hands and has her right there. “Dibella bless us,” he mutters, slides it on with a few smooth strokes.

Sufficiently readied, Vilkas rolls onto his back. “Vilkas?” she asks, and he pats his thighs. “Like this,” he says. “If you want. Been told it’s more comfortable.”

She gives a nod - whether it’s assent from willingness or experience, he doesn’t know, but as he holds his cock tight, groaning as she slowly sinks onto him, he finds it doesn’t much matter. “Gods, Miri,” he moans, and she smiles, her hand coming up to gently stroke along his cheek as she seats herself fully. “Good?” she asks.

He looks at her like she’s insane, and she laughs, bending to give his lips a quick peck. “Good for me too,” she admits with a little grin, and tentatively lifts up, sinks herself down with a blissful sigh.

Re: FILL: Vilkas/F!DB: "Lovers' Knot" 52/?

[(Anonymous)]

O.O more please!

Re: FILL: Vilkas/F!DB: "Lovers' Knot" 52/?

[(Anonymous)]

Omg, you're BACK, PLEASE put this on ao3 so we can follow it with the attention it deserves! We love you!