~Sterkt lys~*Viking!Norway X Reader*

~Sterkt lys~

*Viking!Norway X Reader*

Rough lips latching hotly onto soft skin,finger tips digging into delicate flesh receiving a painful,still pleasurable gasp,the Norwegian proudly claimed his lover.
Of course his ally wouldn't be too happy about him getting back with his promised one,but it wasn't as if Lukas cared.He was to face his whole tribe if he had to in order to keep (Name) safe and by his side.
The blonde thought he wanted it at first just because it was his father's will,because he did that in order to gain an alliance through marriage.But as time passed by and the thrist of loving his beautiful fiancee was enough of a proof he was lying to himself - as much as it might have hurt,the ferocious,fearfull leader Lukas Bondevik had a soft spot,a weakness,as they called it in battle - (Name) (Last Name).
"You know that Berwald will be against this,don't you?" the female broke the silence,wind roaring at the edges of their own home.
"I know!But I don't care!You're mine!" he plainly retorted,his navy blue gaze trailing with an immaterial touch the perfect line of the neck,going south to the curvure of the dandy shoulder where the skin was purple with love bites.
"Lukas!" (Name) started,sighing.
"As much as I love you,Tino and Berwald are everything I've got in this world!Far has died and I can't bring him back!" she continued,softly bitting down onto her full lower lip,capturing the male's attention on the spot.
"I respect that!But you're my family!And I can be yours!" Lukas explained,bringing the (h/c) down into his warm embrace,his tight grasp keeping the female at peace.
"What about Matthias?Isn't he your family too?" the (e/c) eyed asked,her orbs pointed to the smoldering fire as she drew patterns with the tip of her finger against the Norwegian's well tonned chest.
"He doesn't like me at all!" she continued,receiving a small 'hmm' as a response to her question.
"He might!But we argue too!That's what family is about!" Lukas explained,one of his hands reaching as an automathism the silver pendant clipped at the female's back.
"You're right!We'll just work this out somehow!Together!" the last part flew by more as a yawn,in the next instant (Name)'s soft breathing filling the night's silence,bliss for the blonde Viking ears.
Drapping the blanket better onto his lover,the male gingerly placed his wind bitten lips agaist her temple,whispering a 'God natt elsker' before bringing the female further into his embrace.
It was just a matter of seconds until he fell asleep too,lulled by the (h/c)'s gentle figure and the feeling of her heart beating at a fast pace against the skin of his chest - it warmed Lukas system up and caused him to blissfully get trapped by sleepiness.

~Time skip~

"Nej!" Berwald protested,his features neither dropping,nor brightening.
"Why not?It's quite in your favour if you think about it!" the shorter blonde spoke,planting his elbows into the upper part of his legs.
"Svea wants to say that we aren't giving our sister as easy as that!We love her!" Tino explained,his lips twitching in anticipation.
"Hm?I could decapitate you if you keep talking Su,you know?" Lukas cocked a light eyebrow,pointing to his silver sword tied to his waist.
"C-Can't we just work this out without war?" the Finn stuttered,his chocolate orbs searching comfort in the blonde's ocean blue gaze.
"Well?" the Norwegian demanded,his attention now upon the Swede.
Berwald shook his head in sign of saying no once again,in order to emphasise.
"If you want it the hard way..." Lukas sighed,removing his sword from the sheath,prepared to attacked his two former allies.
The Swedish Viking did the same,though they remained like that because of Tino's intervention.
"Do you think this will make (Name) happy?She is caught between duty and love.Duty for her people and family and love for Lukas!Be resonable!" the Finn demanded,his expression of pure determination.
"Th't's r'ght!" Berwald agreed,taking a cautious step behind.
"I'm glad we could agree upon it!" Lukas spoke,placing his sword back before biding his farewells.
"If you need help from now on,don't shy about asking for it!" the Norwegian ended,closely followed by his cocky older brother and his composed younger one.

~Time skip~

"It seems that Nor is more ... how should I put this ... tamed eversince he got an arrow to the knee,you know?" Matthias concluded,carrying the game as if it weighted nothing.
"Would you shut up and stop thinking about them?It was his choice! Bror loves his wife and you should accept she is the most important thing for him!" Emil hissed at his older sibling,wiping his pocket knife of animal blood and placing it back to its place.
"Just wait and see!She'll give birth to an inheritant and lillebror will forget about us completly!" the older male spoke,causing the Icelander to stop dead in his tracks at the thought.
"Would you stop being stupid,Dane?" a feminine voice cut through the frozen air.
"That's not right Emil!Your bror and I love you and we'll always do!" (Name) explained,her expression softening as soon as she met the liliach orbs of the teenage boy.
The Icelander nodded in understanding,skipping his way to the female,not before looking once more his elder's sibling way and childishly sticking his tongue out.
"Don't be affraid of such silly things Ice!Matt doesn't like me and he wants to get you to do the same,so that Lukas and I would be apart!" the (h/c) spoke,watching the endless mass of white develop in front of her eyes.
"I doubt storebror would do that just because of us!He loves you way too much!" the boy retorted,hands meeting at his back as he followed the female closely until he got to her pace.
"Why aren't you and bror having a baby?" Emil asked,seeing the (h/c)'s face morph into a bitter-sweet smile.
"I don't know Em!I wish I knew!" she responded,ruffling the teenager's platinum blonde hair,who pouted at the action.

~Time skip~

"Elsker,are you okay?" the blonde asked out of pure concern,one calloused hand wiping away the droplets of sweat which formed onto the female's forhead.
"I'm fine Lukas!" (Name) responded,her smile tiny and almost porcelain like,ready to crack anytime.
Her trembling hand reached for the pale one of her husband,lovingly applying a grasp before bringing it to her dry,hot lips.
"No,you're not!" Lukas retorted,calling his younger brother's name.
"Emil,bring Grete here!Tell her I sent you!" the Viking demanded,receiving a nod of approval from his younger brother,who peeked once into the room before parting at full speed.
It was just a matter of time before the Icelander came back with the said one,leaving her with the young couple.
The wise looking female took some herbs out of her bag,placing a small fire into a pot,which gave off the strong essence,invading the (h/c)'s nostrils and making her feel even more nauseous.
(Name) slapped a palm over her mouth in order to stop the vomit feeling increase and block the small sickening smoke.Her pretty (e/c) eyes grew dull and tearry,begging for some comfort from the male.
"What's this?Why is she feeling worse?" Lukas demanded rather impatient,causing the elder female's smile to widen.
"Well,master Lukas,you see...can you feel the smell?" Grete questioned,gaining a shook of the Viking's head.
"But your wife can and it's making her react just as I've expected!" the female explained,placing her palms into her lap.
"Besides the fact she's having a fever from which she'll recover soon,our village will get to have the inheritant you wished for!" the elderly healer explained,letting the two alone in order to digerate the information.
Looking down at the small,fragile form of his lover under the blankets he himself placed onto her,Lukas couldn't help but wonder - was it true?Was that indeed happening?Why did she have to breath that hard?
"Aren't you happy about it?" (Name) asked,her (e/c) eyes glimmering with tears.
"Of course I am!Jeg elsker deg!" the Norwegian embraced the (h/c) with care,planting a butterfly kiss onto her lips.
Pushing her back down with care,the male disposed of his own coat,laying down with her,his navy blue orbs meeting the innocent (e/c) ones.
"Jeg elsker deg også Lukas!" she whispered softly,a weak smile brightening her features.
Hesitantly reaching his hand down,the ferocious Viking - now overwhelmed by the notice - found the delicate flesh which soon was going to grow and under which his baby was to be kept until the day of his birth.
His touch was ghostly,almost not to be felt,as if he was affraid it would break his lover - placing her smaller hand against Lukas',(Name) pressed onto it,making it engulf deeper into the material of her tunic and so close to her body.
The moment when the (h/c) snuggled closer to him,lashes battering gently until diziness took the best of her and she drifted into welcomed sleep,the realization hit the Norwegian and caused a small smile to tuck at the corner of his lips - the beautiful female he loved with such passion was soon going to give birth to their first child.What could possibly be more wonderful than that?

~Time skip~

Of course enemies were lurring at corners,but no matter what they've tried,Lukas always brought them down to their knees,begging for mercy.Especially now when he knew his family was waiting for him to come home,being in so much need of protection.
The pale rays of the sun caressed the green Norwegian hills,red and purple arrows shot into the sky as the large golden disk was slowly engulfed by the Northen Sea.
"But I want to stay with far now!" (Twin Boy's Name) complained,scrunching his small pale nose at his twin.
"No,far will choose me!" (Twin Boy's Name 2) retorted,his bored,still strangely vivid (e/c) eyes glimmering in the twillight's light.
"Let mor decide!" they stated at the same time,causing the (h/c) to laugh.
"But I'm staying with him!Right far?" (Daughter's Name) spoke,clinging onto the Norwegian's shirt,her similar navy blue orbs pleading for her father to agree with her.
"Ja!Now you two keep quiet and don't fight!" Lukas finally responded,causing the twins to cross their arms onto their chests and pout,soon finding resignation in putting a tight grip onto their mother's dress.
"Ja,ja!Come here boys!" (Name) giggled at her sons pleas for attention,kissing the top of their heads,then her daughter's cheeks,ending the row by precking Lukas' lips.
"Let's go inside!It's getting quite cold and I don't want you and the children get sick!" the blonde explained,helping the (h/c) up in order to make their way together to the small,cozy and welcoming house.
"That's a great idea!Come on guys!" (Name) agreed,walking hand in hand with the Viking as their kids raced to their objective,getting ahead of them and making them both laugh at their hyperactivity which was going to grow scarce soon.