A Bounty Hunter's Bundle

Returning to the King

By the time they had left, head in the bag and all, and journeyed back it was nearing two months. Lincoln personally couldn't wait to get back. To have the warmth and comfort of his apartment, and to see what he had all missed. To maybe even get his next target, and start on that.

The journey back though easier mentally, was physically a lot harder. The morning sickness not as bad, but his feet hurt, his back hurt, he was always hungry and either really sour or really sad. Valkyrie just kept silent. An emotionless wall of support--Lincoln liked that.

The Bounty Hunter also like how the warrior would secretly buy things or attempt to, when he wasn't watching, for their soon to be children. They moved around often enough, that feeling would never not be startling to the smaller man.

That dusk they reached the outer layer of the kingdoms demesne. He nodded to the warrior and continued on. He wanted to sleep in his bed, maybe by midnight.

"Lincoln," Valkyrie finally responded catching up, "Katarin is going to furious."

"How so?"

"The baby. He didn't want it to exist."

The Bounty Hunter pulled the reins and halted his horse. Valkyrie did like wise beside him, his gaze falling to Lincoln's stomach. The smaller man was just wearing a light shirt for it was rather humid out. His stomach was utterly exposed.

The warrior reached out a placed a hand on the growing bump with a smile, and Lincoln put his hand over the warriors. "No matter what the king says, they stay in me, and they remain safe."

"He might want your head for the defiance....." Valkyrie murmured, his strong fingers caressing the swollen form.

"Valk," Lincoln responded, reaching a hand to trail down the four soft pick scars on his mate's face. "You'll protect me right?"

"This time, I will not stand down," Valkyrie promised. He then put his hands under the Bounty Hunter's arms and hoisted him from the small pony, and set him in front of himself.

"Valky...." Lincoln protested but the warrior snuggled his chin onto the Bounty Hunter's shoulder.

"You just sleep," he breated into Lincoln's ear. The exhausted smaller curly haired man, just leaned back into the warrior's warmth.

Valkyrie clicked his tongue and the pony followed his war horse. It took Lincoln a while to get used to the gait of the massive black horse, but soon his eyelids fluttered shut and he fell asleep pressed into Valkyrie.

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The next time Lincoln awoke was very late the next day. He was in his bed, in his apartment. He smiled and gave a groan as he stretched. Valkyrie was curled around him, his heavy head on the Bounty Hunter's shoulder and his one of extremely large hands, on the smaller mans stomach. Lincoln kissed him awake, and Valkyrie's pretty blue eyes twinkled, as he kissed the Bounty Hunter back playfully.

"How did you get me here, without waking me up."

"I've never seen you so fast asleep," the warrior purred, snuggling against him. Lincoln didn't squirm though and instead smiled flicking his mate's perfect nose. It was no longer awkward with Valkyrie, and it felt natural, even more natural than he had ever been with any female.

"We should get going," Lincoln responded abruptly, hating himself for never seeming to be able to enjoy just a few moments with Valkyrie.

"We probably should bathe," the blue eyed warrior laughed, reaching a hand to run it through his long, greasing, hair. Lincoln nodded at once, his curls probably were way greasier.

"You probably should join me...." Lincoln laughed softly, as Valkyrie picked him up and carried him to the bathroom.

Once the tub was filled, they undressed with each other's assistance, and Valkyrie climbed in first. The smaller man then got in, making sure to sit just so. He sat facing the warrior, and straddling him as well.

As Valkyrie reached up with a cupped hand of water, he made sure to shift up, entering Lincoln. The Bounty Hunter allowed himself a rather high pitched giggle, and lowered himself to fully take his mate, moaning the whole way.

Valkyrie held his breath as Lincoln submerged his head to wash his hair. He smiled at his mate through the water, and began thrusting. The Bounty Hunter struggled for a few seconds, to not focus on sex and rather finish with the warrior's long auburn hair.

After ward, Valkyrie grinned, and broke the surface for air, before pushing Lincoln over. The Bounty Hunter then held his breath, as the warrior washed his body, doing it rather sloppily though because he was to interested in having sex.

Lincoln moaned exhaling air into the water and making bubbles, as Valkyrie gripped his hips, and hit him just so. A second later his mate was climaxing and spewing inside him. Lincoln choked on the water, because it felt so good.

Valkyrie heaved him from the water, got out, and pushed him against the wall, were they started a round two. For now they would have sex. The king could wait. Lincoln squatted lower as Valkyrie thrusted hard. The Bounty Hunter laughed, as he was pushed into the wall, for leverage. He held himself sturdy, even though Valkyrie was so powerful.

"I say we have a day of relaxation and we see the king tomorrow," Valkyrie grunted, forcing himself in and out as fast as he could. The smaller man had always been a tight fit which was what made it so fun. Now as he was hardening, Lincoln pushed back to try and take him even further.

"I agree...." Lincoln howled, as Valkyrie released inside him again, while grabbing the smaller man's member as well to help him jerk off. "But only, if I get a round three on you...."

"That sounds like a fair trade," Valkyrie purred back, swaying. They were going to have to bath again later, but for now...for now, he wanted more sex with his pregnant mate--who was right the king could wait.