'Fire In Your Eyes' (Thorfinn x Reader) - Vinland Saga

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I'm full and dizzy, exhausted from this entire day, the most eventful since they first arrived, so unbelievably eventful! From the person watching me at the brook, to the newcomers, my gut twisting episodes, talking to Leif, meeting Askeladd, dining all night with his mercenaries... and now this stupid blonde invading my thoughts.. Thorfinn...

After eating he dropped his plate and walked off, without a word, finishing the last of his bottle as he did. Leif told me to keep and eye out for him in case he tries to pull something, seeing as we have no clue as to what his attitudes are towards me it's best not to let his actions go un-watched. Apparently although occasionally obedient to Askeladd, we heard he is extremely stubborn and volatile, I pushed to know more but I didn't want to draw too much attention to my growing curiosity and contented myself with the titbits of information I was handed.

In keeping with our seemingly successfully incepted ruse, I asked for Leif's permission to be excused from the rabble which he granted. Tch, it's getting annoying already.

I'm home now, door barricaded, clothes peeled off as I stumble and land into my bed. I'm definitely drunk, whatever that drink was hit me like a boulder. The sweet poison made my journey home even harder, what with all the new structures obscuring my well memorised paths, on the other hand, it also made the silent meal with Thorfinn bearable.

Fuck me, what a trip. I unclip my sheaths and place them under my bed before properly crawling in. Still hot from the fire I borrow down in my sheets smothering myself with my bear skin covers. Rolling myself into a ball I bury my face into my pillow, letting out an unearthly groan.

I don't get it.... WHY AM I STILL THINKING ABOUT THORFINN?! Seriously?! What is going on!?

The image of him goes over in my mind and I feel lost. Why was I so mesmerised by this brat? Sure, even though it was dark, I couldn't help but notice his eyes were glowing gold... as he stands you could tell his shoulders and back were broad and he always moves with a sense of purpose. I say always as if I've known forever, Jesus why the hell am I doing this to myself? He's a viking! A murderer! God know's what he has done.

I can feel my heartbeat in my head and I can feel my stomach twisting into knots again. Fuck it, I am going to sleep now and will not think of him at all. Nope. Not gonna. At all.

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Running fast towards my hut. I need to get home. An arm grabs me. "Don't run anymore." I turn around. Thorfinn is out of breath staring at me. He pins me to the wall, hand around my neck, pushing his leg in between mine locking me into place. "?????" What did he say? 

His other hand grabs my hair and pulls my head back to reveal my bare neck. My tunic starts to fall off, shoulders and chest revealed. His kisses my chest, kissing my nipples and making his way up to my neck "S-stop!" He won't. I don't want him too. My hand reaches down and into my trousers. Fuck I'm so wet. "Play with yourself!" he orders. I obey. He pulls my hair harder and bites my neck. I close my eyes. I'm so close-Thorfinn... "Don't cum." He growls, his breath hot against my skin. He bites my neck again, harder so as to mark me. I squeal, my fingers moving faster on my clit. "P-please-Thorf-" ...

He's stopped. Why?  I open my eyes...

Thorfinn has one of his blades stabbed through Alcott's chin. Alcott chokes on the metal, coughing up blood. His wide green eyes fill with red "Run...RUN!!!"

"ALCOTT!!! NO!!!"

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..... tehee