BL Lemons and Fluff!

SuFin Lemon

//Dam Daniel, back at it again with the lemons!

Omegaverse!/Viking! AU

Tino smiled widely at his promised mate Berwald, an axe in his hand as he practiced combat. Berwald's broadsword clashed with the blade of his axe and the two pushed against each other, their eyes meeting.
Tino was the Omega son of a Finnish tribe leader; a rare Omega warrior. Many tribes disapproved of Tino's brutish ways, which caused bloody conflicts between his and all of the other tribes. Berwald was the Alpha son of a Swedish tribe leader and had been betrothed to Tino in order to bring peace. He was strong and stoic, and although he had been raised around the belief that Omegas were supposed to be weak, he didn't mind Tino's skills; if anything he admired the Omega for his strength and endurance.
Tino leapt back and swept his axe at Berwald's leg, the Alpha blocking it and making his own jab. He blinked when he realized that he had actually made contact.
Tino gasped, a long slice etched into his cheek. His bright blood peppered the snow, dripping slowly down his face. Berwald threw his sword down and rushed to Tino, fretting over the wound; after all, it was only sparring. No one was meant to be hurt.
Tino giggled and pressed the blade of his axe against Berwald's neck. "If we were enemies, you would be dead."
Berwald smiled and picked Tino up, the Omega gasping and dropping his weapon. "Wh-what are you doing?"
"D'n't wrry." Berwald said softly in Tino's ears. "We have t' g't yer cheek heal'd."
Tino blushed and huffed. "I'm not a baby! I'll just rub some snow on it."
Berwald chuckled and entered their shared home. He sat his Omega on the bed and tended to his wound carefully, then smiled. "Bett'r?"
Tino hummed, then shook his head. "No. I'm afraid you'll have to kiss it better."
Berwald hummed and kissed Tino's cheek, but he couldn't stop himself from kissing from the boy's jaw to his shoulder. Tino's fur coat slipped down his arms, exposing the bare skin beneath.
Tino moaned softly as Berwald nipped and sucked his neck, then moved to a nipple. He gasped when Tino grabbed his hand, wetting the Alpha's fingers.
Berwald chuckled at the thought of his Omega in such a flustered rush. He complied with his Omega's silent command and began to prepare him, causing Tino to arch beneath him.
"Berwald." Tino growled softly. "If you don't fucking hurry, I will cut you next time!"
Berwald smiled down at his little Omega, nodding. "Ya, ya. Okej."
Tino gasped and let out a whine as Berwald entered him slowly. When they were finally pressed fully together Berwald began to rock his hips slowly, causing Tino to cry out in pleasure. The Omega grabbed Berwald's shoulders and gripped them tightly, bucking his hips to meet each movement.
"More..." Tino moaned. "Kæreste, more!"
Berwald began to thrust in and out slowly, not wanting to hurt his Omega. He looked like a rough Alpha, but really he was extremely gentle towards his mate. Tino pulled Berwald down and kissed him sloppily, moaning like a Roman slut. Honestly, Tino's voice belonged in a brothel, Berwald swore.
"Perkele... B-Ber... A-ah!" Tino moaned, his legs tightening around Berwald's waist. "P-perkele, kære! A-AH!"
Berwald moaned and sped up slightly. He gasped as Tino's voice raised in pitch, signaling that the Omega was slowly being mated to climax. When he felt Tino tighten, a warm liquid meeting the Alpha's stomach, he groaned. He thrusted a few times, Tino whining at the sudden roughness, before he came inside.
He was about to pull away when Tino stopped him. "Berwald... Ngh, p-please knot me."
Berwald nodded slowly and pulled Tino into a comfortable position resting against his chest. He looked down at Tino, his mouth opened to tell his Omega that he loved him as his knot began to swell. He closed his eyes and hummed softly, seeing that his Omega was already asleep in his arms.

Ya- yes
Okej- okay
Kæreste- dearest
Kære- dear
Perkele- fuck (Finnish)