Skyrim X Reader

Vilkas x Reader

This is my first _____ x Reader! I'm excited to share it, so please enjoy! The spacing might be a little off, I apologize for that. I typed this on a different app then copy and pasted it here. Towards the end, I started to get a little nervous, thinking about how I was going to publish this (in other words, it might be a little shitty), but please enjoy this otherwise!

You enter Jorrvaskr, panting, and smeared with blood. The steel battle axe on your back feels heavier than usual, and your knees feel weak.

"Did you do it?" A voice said to your right, and you see Farkas.
Farkas, oh Farkas. Sexy number 2. His brother was number 1.
"Yes," you nod, brushing a strand of (h/c) hair out of your face. Your objective was to kill the three giants threatening Whiterun, and you managed to do so by yourself. Farkas assigned you that job because... well, it was obvious. He knew you were crushing hard on his brother, so what's better than impressing Vilkas?
Ta and da.

"Good," he smiles a warm smile at you, motioning you to follow. "Vilkas actually wanted to talk to you."
Your heart skipped a beat. Fina-fucking-lly. Hopefully Vilkas wouldn't criticize you this time. Maybe he won't bitch to you and give you hell for once.
Maybe.

You follow him down stairs, him holding the door open for you. Vilkas wouldn't do that. He's a gentleman, yes, but also a dick. He would most likely slam the door in your face and tell you to get it yourself. He's done that to you before, but his aggressiveness was on fleek.
Hot.
He was sexy number 1, of course.

Farkas led you down the hall to his brother's room, the door already opened.
"Farkas, my brother," Vilkas's accent gave you goosebumps. "Thank you for bringing the fresh meat. You may depart."
Farkas ruffled your hair, turning and leaving. That left you and Vilkas. Alone.

"So," he starts, "Farkas told me something very interesting earlier today."
You nod as Vilkas closed his door, allowing you to lean against it after.
"You were given a task to kill three giants, correct?"
You nod again.
"Did you do it?"
You nod once more, giving him a reason to smile a small, lopsided smile.
Those were the best.

"Impressive," he noted with a nod.
You impressed him. Nice.
"Why are you red?" He then asks you.
Oh yes, you forgot you blushed easily. Easily.
"Oh, uh.." you search for words. What are you supposed to say? You impressed your crush as if you were a teenager, you childish warrior, you.
"I-it's hot in here..." you try and lie smoothly, but obviously that didn't work. Vilkas actually chuckled (for the first time in forever), making you smile shyly.

"It's not hot in here, (y/n), but I'll let it slide. Farkas also mentioned something else about you..."
Shit.
If Farkas told...
Farkas knows everything about you. You tell him everything. Including that you like Vilkas, obviously.
"What did he say?" Your voice was small as you asked, Vilkas's ice blue eyes skimming over you, just a small hint of amusment hidden in them.

"Why were you the only one who went to fight the giants?" He avoided your question cooly.
"Because I was assigned to do that," you nod.

Farkas couldn't have possibly told Vilkas you went by yourself to impress him, could he?

"Why were you assigned that task alone? You're the fresh meat."
Fresh meat. A nickname you hear often. It meant you were one of the newbies, a rookie.

"Because Farkas thought I could do it by myself, and he was right."
You impressed yourself for lying that fast. Good job.
"That's not the reason," he chuckled again, taking a small step closer. "Everyone says Aela and I should be together. What do you think about that?"
Why does he keep changing the subject?

"Um..." you hated the idea. Could you say it to him? No.
"It's okay if you're happy," you offered, smiling a little.
That time, he laughed. That made your heart flutter.
That's the first time you've ever heard him laugh.
It was amazing. But why was he laughing?

"You're full of horker dung," he laughed again.
"Me?" You go pink again. Why. Was. He. Laughing.
Not that you were complaining.
It was definitely a sexy laugh.
"Yes you. As long as we're happy? Seriously? How long do you think you can keep this up for?"
"K-keep what up for?" You stammer, completely embarrassed.
Mighty Talos, he knew.

"Farkas told me everything, (y/n)," he took a step closer, a strong, masculine scent of mead dancing in the air around you. "I know you like me, and you should know I am not interested in Aela." He gently cupped your face as you froze, not knowing how to react. Slowly, his fingers trailed down to the gold chain on your neck, goosebumps washing over you, tugging up gently on it to reveal the Amulet of Mara.

He smiled, his shoulders dropping in relief.
"So you're still free," he hummed, making your blush spread to your ears. You looked at him, getting lost in his icy gaze, which was surprisingly soft and loving at the moment. Without warning, you feel something soft on your lips, blinking to see Vilkas.
Kissing you.
Yes, kissing you.

Without hesitation, you kissed back, your eyes closing as your arms linked around his neck, his hands on your waist to draw you closer.

"I'm interested, thank you for offering," he murmured against your lips, a smile on them. You smiled back, blushing like mad.

You didn't offer, of course, he was just trying to be funny. Which was cute.
"Thank Farkas for this," he murmured softly, leaning in kissing you again, his kiss passionate and loving.
You got him, finally. Thanks to Farkas.
Your sexy number 1 was now officially yours, by the looks of it.
You could almost hear Farkas smiling down the hall.
Thank you, sexy number 2.

So that's how your love story ends. Farkas got you two together, and there you were: smeared in blood, getting kissed by Vilkas Moon-Blood. Miracles do happen, huh?