Mads Mikkelsen Characters x Reader OneShots

V-Day imagines (Martin/Lenny x Reader)

A/N: Sooo, in honor of Valentine's Day I wanted to upload a V-Day themed One shot.

However, seeing as I had a few ideas I decided to write down two of them and throw 'em together in one chapter.

Also, how are you celebrating Valentine's?
Personally, I'm gonna bake some Linzer cookies, eat pasta with a lit candle and a mirror across of me and get drunk at 2pm.

Enjoy! and lots of love,

-G

(Writing these made me feel so lonely, ngl)

!Slight smut warning for both!

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Martin:

Trying to bake Danish pastries when a Danish man keeps stealing the ingredients you need for them is pretty annoying.

So it was to no surprise when a bag of flour which still contained a quarter of it's original contents was swiftly flung across the kitchen when said Danish man was - once again - caught in the act of trying to steal another handful of cut up strawberries, although he has been told multiple times to keep his hands away.

Martin and you looked at each other in shock as you just realized what you've done and a hand covered your mouth as he looked down at his flannel and brown pants which were now covered in white dust.

There was silence for a few moments before a chuckle erupted from your throat and you quickly tried to stifle it with the hand across your mouth but it soon turned into a full blown laughing fit and you turned away from the dumbstruck flour-covered man who now looked offended at how funny you thought it was.

"I-I'm sorry. I just- actually never mind I'm not."
You managed to bring out in between laughs and wiped the tears which started to run over your face.

"Martin, I love you. But when I tell you to stay away from that stuff you better listen to me. You already ate like half the strawberries!
And look at this!"
You held up the bowl containing the cream cheese filling where a few deep lines were set on the surface after Martin dared to dip his finger into the sweet mixture to lick it off the tip of his pointer finger.

When you first scolded him for it he claimed for it to be merely a 'taste test'.

According to the prints in the bowl, that taste test was done at least eleven times.

He continued to just stare at you with a pout set on his face and didn't say a single word.
This started to worry you.

"Martin?"

He stretched out his arms and a dark smirk crept upon his lips.

"Give me a hug, min elskede."

You took a few steps back as he came a little closer to you with open arms.

"Martin, no. Back off."

"I just want to show my baby some love."
He cooed before he quickly pounced forward and seized you.

He pulled you into a tight embrace and rubbed himself against you.

"Martin nooo."
You whined and you heard a deep snicker rising from his chest.

You tried to push him off but he was much taller and stronger than you, so you remained captured in his arms.

When he finally let go of you you looked down at your clothes which were now white as well.

"Now we're even."
Martin laughed.

"Just get out of my kitchen old man and change into some clean clothes."