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sourcherryandsprinkles · 10 months ago

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Cregan’s wife gets taken by Silas the Grim and horrible things happens to her. Cregan’s men finds her during the battle or after and bring her back to their Lord. She is traumatized and her dress is ripped in places that makes Cregan sick and rage. Back to winterfell, she gets nightmares and cregan gives her a wolf pup so she feels safe

Please read the warnings carefully. This one might not be for you.

Warnings: mention of non-con/sa, ptsd, kidnapping,

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You didn’t know nightmares could happen while you were awake. The worst part was, unlike regular nightmares, you couldn’t wake up to get away from the horrors in your mind. You were trapped in a waking terror, unable to find refuge even in the daylight.

Yours started the day Cregan and a bunch of his men got caught in an ambush by Sylas the Grim’s men on the way to Queensgate. It wasn’t your first time traveling north of Winterfell, you knew to stay close to the group and never stray as it was easy to get lost when the snow was affecting the visibility. But you ended up getting captured by the wildlings and taken to their chieftain.

The wildling who brought you to Sylas was very proud of himself. You were the wife of the Warden of the North, the only one who his loyalty to was stronger than his one to the Wall. Your capture opened so many opportunities for Sylas, and he planned to use you as a pawn in his game.

Chained inside a small tent, you tried to think of a way of getting out. You couldn’t just wait for Cregan to come and save you from your captor. You were the Lady of Winterfell, you needed to be resourceful and strong.

Two men were standing outside your tent, guarding — and ignoring you. They were relaying their service at night and bringing you scraps of food, just enough to keep you alive. Because you would serve their chieftain nothing if you were dead.

Although the food was disgusting, it wasn’t the worst part of being held captive. It was Sylas. The wildling chief would come into your tent and question you about Cregan’s strategies. Loyal to your husband and your people, you didn’t give any information away. You would never betray your people.

One night, you were asleep in the corner of your tent, your body curled on itself to keep warm, when you heard Sylas come in and undo his breeches. He was drunk and horny.

His sick intentions immediately clicked and you tried to get away from him. The tent was small, so he quickly got hold of you. You clawed and kicked at him as his filthy hands snuck under your dress and uncovered your intimacy. You screamed, which earned you a slap in the face and Sylas’s tighter grip on your hips.

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Two long moons went by. By that time, your body was so weak and frail that you didn't even hear the battle raging outside your tent. Your mind, clouded by malnutrition and the relentless abuse, struggled to make sense of anything beyond the constant pain and exhaustion.

Your eyes opened when you felt someone’s hands on you, shaking you awake. Assuming it was Sylas coming to empty his balls, you closed your eyes and let him take you. You didn’t have energy to fight him anymore. But the voice that filled the tent didn't sound like a wildling.

‘’Go and tell Lord Stark we found her.’’

The man who had spoken stayed by your side, keeping watch until his Lord arrived. He must have been far because darkness was beginning to fall when Cregan stormed into the tent, his face and clothes had blood and dirt from the battle.

‘’Where is she?’’ his voice boomed, a mixture of anger and desperation.

The sight of his wife trembling in the corner nearly made his heart stop. You looked fragile and thin, your skin was as white as the snow, and your dress was torn in several places. Your hair was matted and there were stains of fluids on your dress.

Cregan felt sick. If Sylas had not been already dead, he would kill him again.

The Northman quickly knelt by your side and wrapped his fur cloak around you, covering your body as much as possible. He whispered your name, but you only blinked. ‘’I came as fast as I could. I'm here now, you're safe.’’ He gently raised your chin to look at your face, and his jaw clenched tighter at the sight of her bruised and weakened state.

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The journey to Winterfell was a complete blur to you. You didn’t remember anything of the ten days spent sitting in the carriage, bundled in furs. Cregan personally took responsibility to escort the carriage, walking right in front of it and making sure no one would try to capture his wife again.

Once you walked through the gates of Winterfell, a maester was summoned to tend to you. You would need a bath and new clothes too, but that could wait. While the maester was getting gathering his things, Cregan reached for the button of your coat to help you out of it, but you began screaming and thrashing in the cot as if he was trying to harm you — to rape you.

Cregan quickly stepped back and held his hands up so you could see them. ‘’I will not touch you if it is what you wish. That’s alright.’’ His voice was calm and soft, and his eyes held your gaze. ‘’But the master needs to see your wounds and tend to them.’’

You shook your head. ‘’Don’t touch me. Please, not again.’’

Tears filled your eyes and Cregan nodded. ‘’Fetch the servants and have them draw a warm bath for Lady Stark. And a warm meal brought to our chambers. The best meat we have.’’

The maester frowned at his lord’s instructions. ‘’My Lord, it would be preferable if I could—’’ he began to protest, but Cregan shut him up.

He will not have a man touch his traumatized wife against her will. Not after what you had endured when held captive.

‘’Another day,’’ he said firmly. ‘’Lady Stark needs a bath and a warm meal, and rest.’’

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The days that followed were difficult and required a lot of accommodations. Starting with a change in the personnel who were allowed in your chambers. You had made it clear that you didn't want men around you, so Cregan requested that only women came to your chambers. To bring your meals, to help you bathe or dress.

The only man who was allowed near you was your husband. In fact, you didn't want Cregan to leave you — ever. He was always close. Especially at night, when the nightmares of the horrors you went through invaded your dreams.

A blood chilling scream filled your chambers, startling Cregan awake.

Every night since your return had been like this. The maester suggested you take a drought to help you sleep, but it didn’t work. Since you were in a deeper sleep, it made it more difficult to stir you from your nightmare.

‘’Shh, I’m here. We’re in Winterfell. You are safe,’’ he whispered to you, pulling your trembling body against him as tears rolled down your cheeks.

Cregan felt helpless. There was nothing he could do or say that would take the pain away. He couldn't magically make the memories and images go away. All he could be was a chest for you to cry into.

He prayed in the Godswood and asked counsel from women who he knew had gone through difficult things, hoping to find guidance from their own experiences. Unfortunately, years later, some still had not overcome their trauma.

Cregan sat in his study while you were taking some fresh air with Lady Lysa, rubbing his temples with his eyes closed. He knew your fear was rooted in your assault. You weren’t scared to be alone, you were scared that a man would use his size and strength against you — again.

When Winter comes, he’ll have to go to the Wall…and leave you. What will you do when he’s not there to make you feel safe? You didn’t allow any other men near you. He had to come up with something to ease your fears and make you feel safe in his absence.

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‘’Where is my husband?’’ you asked the servant who brought you your morning meal. He was gone when you woke, and only left a vague note on the table.

The small girl cleared her throat before replying. ‘’Lord Stark had to absent himself for the day, my Lady. He is to return before nightfall.’’

You nodded. ‘’I wish to be notified when he passes the gates.’’

‘’Very well, My Lady.’’ She bowed and exited your chambers.

As the servant had said, Cregan returned before nightfall. Snow dusted the top of his head and the pelt of his cloak when you greeted him in the great hall.

When he saw you standing by the entrance, a warm smile spread over his face. “Good evening, my love,” he said, his voice was gentle as he placed one leather gloved hand under your chin to pull you closer and press a soft kiss against your forehead. "I have something to show you. Come with me."

You were not dressed apropriately to go outside, but Cregan had already take your hand to lead you out of the great hall and towards the courtyard. The sky was getting dark and fresh snow fell steadily, leaving a blanket of white across the ground. You felt a chill thorugh the sleeved of your dress. Hopefully you won't stay out long.

Cregan turned a corner towards the kennels, leaving you confused. He opened the door and asked you to close your eyes.

''Cregan, what-''

''Just close your eyes.''

You did as directed, and to make sure they were properly closed, the northman placed his hand over your eyes from behind. "No peeking," he whispered into your ear.

He closed the door and led you deeper into the kennels, careful with every step, making sure not to make you trip or stumble. Once you were where he wanted you, he removed his hand but didn't tell you to open your eyes yet.

You heard shuffling and rustling, then...a small cry.

‘’Open your eyes.’’

With the command, you opened your eyes. Lying in the crook of Cregan's arm, was a small gray and white pup. It sniffed the fabric of his cloak, its small tongue licking at the thick wool. You reached to pet it, and immediately felt its cold, wet nose brush against your hands, causing you to giggle. Cregan smiled, watching the two of you get acquainted.

''It's a direwolf,'' he stated, his voice echoing in the quietness of the kennels. ''Like the sigil of our house. He'll grow large and strong. He'll be able to protect you when I'm not around.''

The little pup looked up at you, its beady eyes staring into yours. You didn’t know what to say, deeply touched by his gift to you.

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 2 years ago

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Hi!! Love your fics so much, can you do a Sihtric x reader imagine with the one bed trope and lots of smut? Thank u!! 🥰

Warnings: smut. 18+. oral/penetration, dominance, some fluff.

pairing: Sihtric x you (f)

Summary: see request

Word count: 3,8k

Note: so, if I understand it correctly, an "imagine" is supposed to be quite short? Well, guess what. Turn outs I really suck at keeping stories short. So, sorry if this is longer than you hoped it would be, I can always give it another try if you hate it :') Anyway, see you all in church on Sunday to confess your sins!!

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'Show me you know how you take orders from me.'

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You, Uhtred, Finan and Sihtric were on your way back to Bebbanburg after a brutal battle, which you had won, but only barely. Uhtred had been seriously injured and the road back was too long to continue for now, as Uhtred simply needed to rest a few days. You stopped at the nearest town and got a few rooms at an inn to stay for as long as needed.

You were to share a room with Sihtric, as per usual, while Finan stayed in the room to your left, and Uhtred in the room to your right.

The pairing had become a usual one for several reasons. You couldn't stand Uhtred's snoring and Uhtred refused to share a room with you as you always punched him when he snored. Sihtric complained that Finan farts in his sleep, causing Uhtred to swap with Sihtric, but Uhtred quickly complain about Finan too. Finan didn't want to share a room with you because he claimed he was irresistible and didn't want to torture you with his good looks. You agreed with Finan, simply because you didn't want to listen to or smell his farts all night. Both Finan and Uhtred didn't want to share a room with Sihtric because he would simply not shut up about you once he got drunk, but you weren't aware of that. You didn't mind sharing a room with Sihtric, he was handsome, protective and funny, he did snore a little, but you thought it was kind of cute. And naturally, he didn't mind sharing a room with you either.

There had been a clear tension between you and Sihtric from the start, when you first joined them a couple months ago after your town had been raided by Wolf-Warriors. Uhtred accepted your sword and loyalty, and it didn't take long before you and Sihtric were continuously bickering and riling each other up, much to Uhtred's and Finan's annoyance.

Uhtred figured you had feelings for each other, to which Finan agreed, but said that you both would never act on it. Which caused Uhtred to persuade Finan into a bet. Before the battle, Uhtred had bet 2 coins of silver that you and Sihtric would finally hump it out within the next month. While Finan bet 2 coins of silver that you would actually fall in love with Finan within the next month, to which Uhtred raised his bet with 5 more coins, saying there was no way. Finan was appalled by Uhtred's statement and raised his bet with 5 coins too.

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It had been a long day of travel when you opened the door to your room at the Inn. You and Sihtric were oblivious to the bet that was going on as you stood in the door opening. You both made an attempt to enter the room at the same time, causing you to bump into each other's shoulder and stumble harshly into the door post. You both groaned but quickly snorted at your synchronised clumsiness, until you both realised at the same time there was only one bed in the room, instead of two, and you bumped into each other again when you both tried to rush to the bed.

Rule number one of travelling with Uhtred's men was that whoever managed to get onto a bed first, was the one who got to sleep in it. Even if you were a woman, the rule had no exceptions.

You almost tripped over Sihtric after you accidentally stepped on his cloak, causing him to be yanked backwards as you tried to push him away. A struggle occurred when Sihtric managed to get a hold of your belt, pulling you back and shoving you behind him as he got back up on his feet and made a run for the bed. But Sihtric, the fool, stepped on his own cloak in all his haste which caused him to trip again, allowing you to climb over his back and close in on the single bed. And as you almost reached it, Sihtric wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up, meaning to put you aside, but he once again tripped, this time over his own feet, and stumbled forwards with you in his arms. And that's how you ended up on the bed together... at the same time. You both gasped when you realised what had happened and what this meant.

'But there is only one pillow,' Sihtric noticed, his arms still around your waist.

'If you didn't have such a big head it wouldn't be a problem,' you hissed and slapped his hands, pulling away to sit up, but Sihtric was quick to flip you on your back and got on top of you.

'If you would respect me for the warrior and lord that I am, lady, you would let me have this bed.'

'No,' you said curtly and leaned up into him, 'you know the rule. No exceptions, lord.'

'Fine,' Sihtric grinned, 'if you wish to share the bed with me.'

'I merely wish to sleep comfortably,' you sneered, 'which I will do with or without you.'

'You think you will sleep tonight?' Sihtric chuckled, biting his lip while leaning closer into you.

You welcomed his warm breath against your lips while your hands slipped under his cloak, up his muscular arms, desperately fighting the urge to dig your nails into his soft, warm skin. The way he looked at you with his mismatched eyes, not just now, but always, brought out feelings that seemed beyond your control. And it felt as if they all spilled out right now.

'You actually have two options tonight,' you purred, pushing Sihtric back up to sit on the bed. He watched you with hungry eyes as you slowly move to climb onto his lap, straddling him.

'You will either let me have a good night's sleep,' you licked your lips as you unclasped his cloak, 'or…' you paused to lean in and whisper in his ear, 'you will finally treat me well with that big cock of yours.'

You bit his ear teasingly before you pulled back and gazed into his already darkened eyes.

'Your choice, lord,' you fluttered your eyelashes innocently with a sly smile.

Sihtric looked at you, completely deadpan, while sneaking his hands under your tunic before he brought his lips back to yours, 'I will treat you so well,' he hummed, 'that the entire inn will hear you scream my name.'

'I'm waiting,' you hissed, as you felt his fingers squeeze into your thighs.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed with a coy smile, making no further attempt in giving you what you so desperately wanted. But you felt his excitement pressing hard against your already wet underwear, making you forget all manners you had left, and you started to rock your hips against his slowly.

'I've been longing for you, Sihtric. And the way you looked after battle the other day, so roughed up and wild eyed,' you sighed and gave him a wolfish smile, 'I wanted to suck your cock so badly right there and then.'

'Stop talking about the filthy thoughts you've had,' Sihtric taunted and pushed you off his lap, 'take off your clothes for me,' he said when you stood in front of him.

'Is that an order?' you asked with a grin, to which Sihtric clenched his jaw, and you knew what to do to get what you wanted from him. You seductively unclasped your belt and Sihtric watched you with an alluring gaze as you undressed, slowly, making him take off his own tunic as well.

'Instead of just talking, use your mouth on me,' Sihtric said with a dominance smile, 'suck me like a good girl and,' he paused, eyes darting over your naked body as he beckoned you over, 'I will cum wherever you want me to.'

'I wish for you to cum on my tits,' you purred and sat back onto Sihtric's lap, slowly grinding over his hard, thick, still clothed cock. You took his hands and placed them on your breasts, making him squeeze your flesh as you leaned in to unbraid his hair.

'I'll cum on your beautiful tits for you, and I'll cum inside you as well,' Sihtric teased with half open eyes as he tilted his head back slightly, brushing his thumb over your lower lip, 'and I will cum in your mouth and all over your pretty face too,' he chuckled lightly, holding your chin firmly while his other hand moved down to your thigh. You brushed your fingers through his untangled, wavy hair and looked down into his eyes. He was just the most beautiful and irresistible man you had ever laid eyes on, and you don't understand how you had managed to keep your hands off him these past months.

'You're so beautiful,' Sihtric's voice was raspy but his eyes were soft for a moment when he complimented you. And you thought he looked ravishing when he licked his lower lip slowly before he spoke again. 'So beautiful,' he sighed, 'but you will be so filthy when I'm done with you. I want you to get down on your knees for me, show me you know how you take orders from me.'

'I will show you, lord,' you smirked and groaned lightly as you felt your own fluids drip down your thigh already, 'if you show me how you want me, my lord.'

'Hm,' Sihtric chuckled mischievously as he got up and pushed you down to the floor on your knees. You quickly took off his lower garments and looked up at him with an innocent smile, pretending to be clueless at his wishes. Sihtric placed his hands gently on your cheeks while he looked down at you, breathing heavily with his wild, loose hair falling partly in his face, his lips slightly parted with a sly smile, and his eyes only barely open as he was nearly sedated by his own lust for you. He guided your lips to his hard cock and sighed deeply when he entered your mouth slowly, holding your face tightly in his hands.

'That's right,' Sihtric hissed and closed his eyes, 'hmm,' he smiled and let his head fall back when he started to gently thrust into your mouth, 'so pretty,' he sighed, 'and so filthy,' he looked back down at you, 'just the way I like it, lady. Touch yourself for me.'

You moaned as you obeyed to his order, touching yourself in the ways you know you like it, while Sihtric continued to slowly fuck your mouth.

'Is this what you wanted?' He asked quietly, his voice deep and warm with desire. You felt his rough hands move towards the back of your head, his fingers sliding into your hair, where his grip tightened on you as he started to thrust into your mouth with more force.

'Because it is what I wanted,' Sihtric spoke hoarsely as he ran out of breath. Your mouth felt so good for him to fuck, just the way he imagined it would feel after fantasising about it for so long. He had seen the way you had looked at him after the battle, when he was still covered in sand and blood, and he knew he wouldn't be able to resist you much longer anymore.

He moaned soft, but intensely, and murmured praises while he used you for his pleasure. And just when a few tears escaped your eyes, desperately needing air but not wanting to miss the taste of him in your mouth, he pulled his throbbing, wet cock out of your mouth. You gasped for air and chuckled when you looked up into his eyes. Sihtric placed one hand on your shoulder, with a firm grip, and he pushed you slightly back so he could enjoy the sight of you playing with yourself. You watched him jerk off in front of you, and the sight of his tattooed fingers stroking his own cock was about to send you over the edge.

'Stop touching yourself,' Sihtric said sharply, 'I didn't order you to finish, did I?'

'No, lord,' you answered, trying to suppress your cheeky smile.

He pulled your hand away from your clit and brought it up to his cock. You wrapped your hand around his length and he placed his hand on yours, allowing you to feel him twitch while he enjoyed the feeling of your hand as he guided you along with his preferred speed. It didn't take long before Sihtric started to moan again, which quickly intensified, and he pushed your hand harshly away to finish himself off. His free hand moved back into your hair, which he tugged hard while he came with a heavy and deep grunt. You felt his warm cum drip down your tits and Sihtric quickly ran his fingers up your body, coating them with his cum, before he brought his fingers up to your mouth. He smoothly pushed his fingers inside your mouth through your slightly parted lips, and you slowly sucked and licked his fingers clean, which left him absolutely love-struck.

'Now I need to cum inside you,' he grinned, 'where do you want me?'

'The bed,' you ordered him, 'we are supposed to share the bed.'

'Then on the bed it is, my lady,' Sihtric smiled and kissed your lips softly, tasting himself when he slid his tongue inside your mouth as he pulled you down onto the bed with him. He got on top of you and his rough hand quickly found your wet entrance, sliding two fingers inside you with ease, pleasuring you as he allowed himself to recover from his own high. He kissed you sensually and placed his free hand on your cheek, keeping you close.

'You're so wet,' Sihtric hummed in between kisses, 'and so tight.'

You moaned softly against his lips as his fingers slid in and out of you slowly, your hands clinging onto his shoulders while your legs were shaking beneath him.

'Sihtric,' you whispered as he rested his forehead against yours.

'Gods,' Sihtric sighed, completely infatuated, 'I love the way my name spills from your lips.'

'Sihtric,' you whispered again with a smile, feeling yourself tense up at his husky voice while he curled his fingers inside of you, 'Sihtric, please.'

'Please, what, my love?'

'Please, lord,' you giggled quietly.

'Say it louder for me, sweetling, no one can hear you yet,' Sihtric whispered softly while pulling his fingers out of you.

'Please,' you whined at the loss, but gasped when he suddenly pushed his hard cock inside you, 'lord!' you abruptly screamed in pleasure, followed by a loud moan. Much to Sihtric's delight, but much to the annoyance of the men next door, as you heard three loud thumbs on the wall to your right, and a muffled 'oi!' to your left, to which you both snickered.

You covered your mouth with your hands, silencing your giggle as you felt another moan approaching when Sihtric slowly pulled out.

'No,' Sihtric chuckled, pulling your hands away and pinning them above your head.

'I've been dying to hear you,' he whispered, slowly pushing back into you, filling you up all the way. And when you expected him to slowly pull out again, he instead pushed in deeper, making you moan loudly as he did, just as he hoped you would.

'I need to hear you, it tells me you like it,' Sihtric leaned in and pecked your lips lovingly several times, 'my love,' he smiled, 'I like knowing that others can hear how you're enjoying me.'

'Gods' you hissed, desperately wanting to explore his muscular torso with your hands, which was glistening with sweat while he was on top of you.

Sihtric felt your attempt and kept you pinned down, knowing it was a torture that you couldn't touch him while he fucked you so good, so slow and so passionate, reaching deep inside you, always adding that extra short and firm thrust when you thought he couldn't fill you up any more. And Sihtric loved watching you as he did. The way it causes you to hiss with a smile and bite down on your lip when he stills inside you immediately after, waiting for you to meet his eyes as you sigh and flutter your eyelashes at him, letting him know he's doing a good job. And that's what he desires most from you; your praise. Whether it's silent or vocal, nothing satisfies him more than knowing that you love what he's doing to you.

'You wish to touch me?' Sihtric chuckled lightly before he hissed as he dragged his thick cock slowly out of you again.

'I wish to touch you, please, lord.'

'I know, princess,' he hushed you and chuckled again, 'but I won't let you.'

'Sihtric, please,' you begged, 'this is torture, my lord,' to which he showed you his mischievous smile, moaning softly as he looked down at you when he pushed back in again. His smile sent a shiver down your spine, in the best way possible, knowing that you felt so good to him and he wanted to enjoy you until it would become unbearable. And his deep, soft and sweet moan made your walls tighten around his throbbing cock.

'You've tortured me all this time, my lady, the way you eyed me up every day,' Sihtric cooed, 'the way you flirt with me, but never actually make a move. Forcing me to pleasure myself each time I had a moment alone,' he sighed, smiling, slowly batting his eyes at you, 'and now I finally get to torture you all the same, my darling.'

'Oh, Sihtric,' you moaned softly, 'give me more. I need more, please,' you suddenly became impatient at his slow thrusts.

'Tell me what you want.'

'I want to ride you, lord,' you sighed with a cheeky smile, and within the blink of an eye Sihtric pulled out and had you flipped over, pulling you on top of him. You loved how Sihtric had full control, but obeyed immediately when you wished to be on top. And now, your wrists were finally free and you quickly moved your hands up his damp torso, resting them upon his chest as you slowly sank back onto his cock. Smiling and moaning at the feeling of him inside you again. You started off slowly, just like he had done, giggling when Sihtric started to hiss and groan when he felt he was losing control while you fucked him.

And you suddenly remembered how it turns him on when you praise him, and how he likes others to hear it, so you decided you'd give him the ride of his life. You brushed your hand through his hair, removing damp strands out of his sweaty face, to see his expressions clearly.

'Gods, you're so big,' you teased, to which Sihtric tensed up immediately and a heavy grunt escaped him.

'Sihtric!' you moaned, loud enough for everyone at the same floor to hear, 'you're so fucking big! Ah, yes!' you hissed, and not a word was lied. You giggled when you heard someone bang his fists against the wall again, signalling you to be quiet.

'Fuck,' Sihtric hissed, grabbing your hips hard to take control, 'louder!' he ordered as he helped you quicken the pace. Your words became inaudible for a moment as you moaned loudly and it didn't take long before Sihtric started to thrust up into you, adding extra pleasure as he went harder and deeper than before.

'Gods, Sihtric!' you groaned heavily, 'cum in me, my lord.'

'I will, my lady,' he breathed heavily, grunting loudly with every hard thrust, causing the bed to squeak beneath you. You threw your head back in pleasure and placed your hands on the wall in front of you, lifting yourself slightly up while Sihtric took over and fucked into you from underneath you. You clawed and scratched at the wall, knowing that whoever was next to you would clearly hear it. You banged one hand against the wall as a loud, satisfying scream escape your mouth after Sihtric said he was about to cum inside you, and you felt your own release seconds before he pulled your hips down on him and stilled himself, allowing your pussy to take all his cum, which he once again released with a loud, deep, hot grunt.

After you both started to come down from your high, you moved off Sihtric, who was quick to grab the blanket, which had fallen off the bed, and cleaned up the mess he claimed you had made. He cuddled up with you as you were both still trying to catch your breath, pulling his warm cloak over your naked bodies. Sihtric nuzzled your nose lovingly and whispered that he wasn't quite done with you, as he still needed to cum in your mouth and all over your face. You laughed and kissed him, telling him that since he had been so good to you, he'll be allowed to have another round with you tomorrow night, which he eagerly agreed to with a kiss. And before you dozed off, you twirled your fingers in his wild and slightly wet hair, and you told him you loved him, to which he smiled and said he loved you too, and that you were his now. Finally.

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You were having breakfast on your own downstairs at the Inn the next morning. Until Sihtric snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your cheek. He pulled you into his lap after he sat down next to you and wrapped you in his cloak, almost burying you underneath as he pressed you against his chest. He eagerly pecked your lips and you giggled at his affection and the way you were both just smitten for each other. But someone interrupted your happiness by slamming their plate with food down on the table. You looked over your shoulder to see Finan's furious face, to which you chuckled as you felt Sihtric squeeze your waist under his cloak while he buried his face in your neck. You knew Sihtric was blushing and you let him hide his flustered cheeks from his friend.

'What's the matter?' you smiled at Finan, knowing very well you had kept him from sleeping.

'The two of ye,' he huffed,' made me lose 7 coins of silver!'

You frowned at Finan before you understood what he meant, then you scowled at him for making such a childish bet, 'It's what you deserve, you pig,' you snarled, 'and you deserve to be kept up again tonight.'

'Aye, and ye deserve to feel a sore pain as ye sit on yer horse when we continue our travels,' Finan snapped, 'filthy heathens.'

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