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happilyhertale · 1 year

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Destiny is all - Osferth x female!reader, Part 1

Summary: You are Finan's sister. You live in a village in Scotland, near the border with Northumbria. You lead a quiet life until your brother decides to visit you with his boys and your life changes completely.

Pairing: Osferth x fem!reader

Author’s note: Hey you (:

Now I am finally sharing my little Osferth story with you. The events are a little different from the story in the series. (No, Osferth will not die either). I hope you will enjoy it! English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 2.2 k

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The sun, which has been high in the sky all day, is slowly tilting towards the earth. Four men ride silently side by side. Every now and then an exhausted grunt can be heard. As soon as the grunt is silenced, it is usually answered with another grunt. They have been riding like this for days now. Uhtred, Finan, Sihtric and Osferth are on their way from the northernmost point in Scotland back to Wessex.

The men are exhausted by the long distance they have already covered on horseback. The not very restful nights they have already spent in various forests do not diminish their exhaustion.

"Lord. We could spend the night in a village today," Finan says after another grunt.

Uhtred turns slightly in Finan's direction, "If we ride through the night, we should be in Northumbria by tomorrow"

"But Lord… We should stop and rest. I'm tired of the sight of my horse's head... his ears in particular," Osferth chimes in.

Sihtric turns to Uhtred as well, "I wouldn't say no either"

Osferth continues to nod in agreement.

Uhtred sighs, "Very well… The next village is headed for"

"We would have a place to sleep there for sure too," Finan says to Uhtred with a grin. Uhtred sees Finan's grin and becomes curious.

"Do you have a sweetheart up here?" asks Uhtred with raised eyebrows.

"Not exactly. My family lives there and we could sleep and eat there"

"What? I thought you were from Ireland," Osferth looks at him questioningly.

Finan nods, "We're originally from Ireland. But my parents moved over with me and my sister"

Uhtred just shakes his head with a smile.

The men rode on again in silence. Every now and then a grunt can be heard. But it was a done deal, they were on their way to Finan's family.

You stand in front of your little house. The evening sun shines on your face and you enjoy it. You close your eyes for a moment. Your little house is located on the edge of a village, near the forest. You enjoy the peace and quiet that the location offers you, and that you can let your gaze wander into the forest at any time as soon as the hustle and bustle of the village becomes too much for you. Slowly you open your eyes again and take a deep breath. You still want to water the flower bed before you retire for the evening. As you put the bucket down, you hear noises in the forest behind you. You turn around, but in the twilight you can't really see if anyone is there. Out of habit, you reach for the dagger tucked under the skirt of your dress.

"Who is there?" you ask in a firm voice.

But instead of an answer, you only hear the rustling of the bushes at the edge of the forest.

Suddenly a Dane steps out of the forest and you instinctively hold up your dagger. You are ready to defend yourself. Your breath catches in your throat, but the Dane just grins at you. "Finan! I didn't know that your parents can also produce something beautiful", the Dane says.

Finan? How does he know your brother...?

"Aye! Lord! Shut up!", Finan suddenly stands next to the Dane. Your lungs fill with air again as you see your brother smiling at you from a short distance away.

You don't hesitate for long. "Finan!" you shout and run towards him. You throw your arms around his neck. He wraps his arms tightly around you.

"Heey... my little one," he says softly and presses you closer to him.

You sob a little. He loosens the embrace and takes your face in his hands, "Ey... y/n.... If I had known ya missed me so much, I would have stopped by sooner," he smiles at you. You wipe tears from your face and have to laugh for a moment.

"What are ya doing here?" you finally ask your brother.

"We're just passing through and I thought we were due for a visit"

Only now do you become aware and remember the Dane. But when you look behind Finan, you see two other men standing there. But your gaze immediately falls on the blond monk. However, he immediately averts his gaze from you when he realises that he has been caught staring. Now you notice another Dane. Somehow you seem to like this mixture of the troupe. Finan turns around as well, "Sorry y/n. This is Uhtred, Sihtric and our baby Monk, Osferth"

You notice the monk giving Finan a warning look. The Danes, on the other hand, give you a friendly nod. Finan turns back to you, "Where are mother and father? Are they in the house? We are starving!" Finan is all euphoric.

You gently touch his forearm, "Finan...", you speak softly. He looks at you, but you only shake your head slightly.

"What...?" he whispers, sadness crossing his face.

"The fever took them last winter... First mother, then father..." you whisper.

He shakes his head slightly now too and you wrap your arms around him. After a short silence, you hear Finan murmur into your hair, "You're here all alone?"

You nod, "That must be enough for you now"

He just nods slowly and you can still see the sadness in his face.

You smile up at him, "Come, let's go into the house... I've put on some soup"

Together you go into the house. The men sit down at the table and you serve them the soup. There is not much talking at first, as they simply enjoy the warm meal. When they have finished, you prepare ale for everyone. Light conversation now fills the room. Osferth tries to comfort Finan, to say something nice about your parents. But Finan doesn't want to hear about it at the moment. After a while you take the dagger, which is again under your skirt and presses uncomfortably against your thigh, and put it on the table.

"Feisty... You always carry a dagger with you?", the Dane, Uhtred asks you. You look at him a little amused, "Men sometimes don't understand what 'no' means. So it can't hurt to have something with you to back up your opinion"

Uhtred grins and raises his cup "I'm afraid that's true"

You grin at him and join him in a toast.

When there is a knock at the door, you get up and go over. You open the door and your good mood is immediately dampened.

"Edward... what do ya want here?" you ask, a little annoyed. Alarmed by your tone, Finan looks at the door. From the door, there is no view of the table and so Edward does not notice that he is now being overheard by four guys.

"Y/n... I thought... maybe you'd like some company tonight...?"

He is visibly drunk and grinning at you.

"No, Edward. I told you the other day that it wasn't going to happen again"

Finan's expression darkens.

"Oh come on... Don't you miss it...?" he winks at you.

"What would she miss?"

You startle a little as Finan suddenly stands behind you. Edward looks startled too and just stammers around. Words like "nothing" and "just making sure everything is okay" leave his mouth.

"Good. And do not worry, everything is fine here," Finan lets Edward know as he closes the door.

You look at him indignantly, "Finan! I can handle it myself!"

He just walks back to the table and takes a big gulp of ale. You stand in the room a little speechless. You look at Finan and shoot daggers at him. But Finan continues to stand with his back to you and does not look at you.

Sihtric and Uhtred just grin and look at each other. But you notice Osferth looking at you again. He is probably shocked that a woman would seek the company of a man even though she is not married. You sigh softly and go back to the table. You sit down and shake your head slightly.

Finan looks at you again, "What...? You're my sister. I'll always look out for ya. And... the last time I was here, ya liked Edward, didn't ya?"

"I did," you emphasise, "Until I found him between another woman's thighs"

Osferth chokes on his ale and you look at him somewhat amused. He has to grin now, too, and he wipes the ale running down his chin with his hand. You have to chuckle a little, but somehow you like the sight.

But Finan turns your attention back to himself, "He did what? That bastard... Let me go to him..." Finan is about to get up, but you pull him down by his arm.

"No... There's no need for that. That's done and in the past. Really," you smile at him, but Finan doesn't really look convinced.

He just grumbles something to himself and drinks from his ale. You stroke his arm gently.

The later the hour gets, the louder the conversations become. You laugh a lot and talk to each other across the table. You enjoy having your brother and his friends with you. At some point, Uhtred has persuaded you to show him how you can defend yourself against men with your hands if you don't have your dagger with you. But it always ends up with Uhtred putting his arm around your neck from behind or you just giggle and somehow try to bring Uhtred down.

Eventually you sit down at the table again. You are still a little out of breath when Osferth, who is now sitting next to you, addresses you directly, "Lady... isn't it dangerous for a woman to live here alone?"

Uhtred interjects, "Well... if the possible attacker just stands still and doesn't fight back, then y/n has a chance to defend herself," Uhtred grins at you.

But you do not answer Uhtred, instead you kick him under the table.

Uhtred laughs as you turn back to Osferth, smiling.

You look at him curiously now, "Would it be safer for a woman somewhere else?"

He scratches the back of his neck, "Well... if you were at least in company... and there was no Edward lurking outside your door"

You have to chuckle a little and notice a smile forming around his lips too as it dawns on you. "Ooh yes! I'll come with ya"

Now Finan chokes on his ale and Uhtred grins again. As he calms down, he looks at you, "No way. You're safer here than being out with us"

"Finan!" you utter indignantly, but he just shakes his head.

When Sihtric speaks up, "Honestly, she's probably safer with the four of us. There's no one here to look after her"

Uhtred nods slowly in conviction.

"And if we go into battle?", Finan looks slightly overwhelmed.

"Then of course I won't be there. Then I'll cook you dinner in the meantime... Or keep the bed warm," you answer with a grin. As a sister, you know what drives Finan up the wall.

He gives you a warning look and continues to shake his head, "That's not funny... and that's out of the question"

He stands up and goes outside to pee.

Now you shake your head and stand up.

"Guys... It's late... I'm going to sleep now. This will not end well here otherwise"

Sihtric and Uhtred nod at you. Osferth smiles slightly at you, "Good night lady y/n" and you return his smile.

When Finan returns, he sees that you have gone to bed. He sighs and sits back down at the table with the boys. Uhtred's gaze is on Finan, "You know it would be the right decision. She's here all alone, and I'm sure Edward's not the only one knocking on her door"

Finan gives him a warning look.

"I'm just saying. Your parents aren't here anymore, she has no one here to look after her. And with us, she'd have four men by her side looking after her", Uhtred continues

Silence now reigns at the table as the boys continue to drink their ale. Until Finan just nods and gets up from the table again. "Okay... But if even one of ya tries to hit on my sister..." he adds warningly before disappearing into an adjacent room.

The next morning you come out of your chamber. Three men lie on furs on the floor. Light snoring fills the room. You leave the house and go into the garden behind it. Everything is still quiet, a few birds are chirping. You watch as the sun slowly rises and makes the shadows of the forest look less threatening.

Suddenly Finan is standing next to you. You are startled and flinch briefly.

"Holy Lord! Finan!", you lightly punch his arm. He says nothing, but smiles slightly. He also looks in the direction of the sunrise.

"Ya can come with us. Although I know it's dangerous for ya to accompany us... But I also have to admit that it's probably more dangerous for ya to stay here alone..."

You smile at him.

Slowly he looks in your direction, "Ya have to listen to me though"

You grin at him, "I never have Finan"

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kingslionheart · 18 days

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A good King relies upon good advice, Uhtred. I speak only as a man who has made mistakes before.

#me once again pushing the agenda that uhtred basically became alfred when he got older #but he probably forgot how bad he was when he was younger #i mean yeah he totally knew he wasn't very nice but i doubt he ever realised just HOW MUCH he wasn't nice #like the moment when he got upset with stiorra because she didn't want to kneel in front of edward #okay but at least she didn't scream at edward's face insulting him in front of the whole witan like YOU did with alfred #but apparently he forgot #i should make parallels of that too actually #the parallel between aethelstan's reaction and uhtred's at being told those things makes me laugh a bit #because aethelstan seems to know that what he was doing was not the right thing #while uhtred was just an arrogant idiot #the last kingdom #seven kings must die #alfred x uhtred #tlk alfred #uhtred #tlk aethelstan #aethelstan #david dawson #alexander dreymon #harry gilby #my gifs

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viking-chaos · 7 months

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no thoughts. just sihtric walking/standing 🥵🥵

#the chokehold this man has on me #the last kingdom #thelastkingdomedit #tlk gifs #seven kings must die #sihtric #sihtric kjartansson #arnas fedaravicius #mine: ps #ttp-eligifs

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dailytlk · 1 year

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AETHELSTAN & INGILMUNDR | THE LAST KINGDOM: SEVEN KINGS MUST DIE (2023)

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#ingilmundr #aethelstan #king aethelstan #harry gilby #laurie davidson #the last kingdom #the last kingdom spoilers #tlk #seven kings must die #seven kings must die spoilers

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mirandahamilton · 1 year

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Was any of it real?

#tlkedit #the last kingdom #seven kings must die #aethelstan #tlk aethelstan #perioddramaedit #gifshistorical #dailytlk #**#tlk #tlk spoilers

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timetravelingpenguin1066 · 1 year

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#the last kingdom #seven kings must die #uhtred #alexander dreymon #sihtric #arnas fedaravicius #osferth #ewan mitchell #finan #mark rowley #tlk edit #mine: edits #mine: ps

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 6 months

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After Bebbanburg

Note: reaaaaally struggling to get back into my writing flow after the line between Arnas and Modern!Sihtric was so awfully thin last weekend. So here's some SKMD!Sihtric as I try to get back into it again.

Warnings: fluff/angst. mention of blood and death.

pairing: SKMD!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: Sihtric came back after the battle of Bebbanburg.

wordcount: 2,3k

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'Valhalla came too close.'

You had been waiting for days. Days that felt absolutely endless. Days of anxiously waiting for your husband to return from battle. You were prepared for every scenario. You always feared he'd get severely injured, and this time was not any different. Except Sihtric was older now than the last time he had fought in a shield wall. And you were terrified of what injuries he would come back home with. If he even came back home at all. Too many innocent lives had been lost prior to this battle already. Would the gods spare your husband? And if so, then why?

But the gods did spare him.

And you ran outside when you heard some sober cheers and the sound of hooves stomping into the camp that was made for the wives and children of each warrior. You first saw Finan, the Irish man, who had only recently lost his wife. He hadn't been doing well ever since. You and Sihtric had kept an eye on him, as well as Uhtred, and even though Finan would tell you he was okay, you all knew better. You worried Finan would have lost his mind in the battle of Bebbanburg, and that he would not make it out alive. But he survived. However, his face told you that he probably wished he hadn't. You watched Finan approach with a concerned, colour deprived face as he sat upon his horse, riding along next to your husband, who looked just as concerned and even slightly lost, you thought. And you tried to figure out what was wrong as you made your way over to Sihtric, who ordered the warband behind him to a halt with a gesture of his hand. And then you realised you didn't see Uhtred anywhere. You gasped and clasped your hands, impatiently and anxiously waiting as you watched Sihtric dismount.

Sihtric gave the reins to a young boy as he laid eyes upon you, and as the boy took the horse to the stables, Sihtric took off his leather gloves while he walked over to you. Walked. You knew something was truly wrong then, as Sihtric would always run to you when he came back, no matter how tired he was. And you knew he was tired, but you could also tell he wasn't just tired. You saw a different kind of exhaustion and he was unsteady on his feet as he closed in on you. Your vision became blurry with each step closer he took, as with each step another injury became visible, and you teared up more and more. Sihtric grabbed your arms as soon as you were in reach and he fell down to his knees. He wrapped his strong but sore arms around your waist without speaking, and he pressed his blood stained face into your grey tunic, leaving traces of battle behind. You carefully brought your hands up to his head, but you refrained from touching him as fresh blood dripped out from several cuts.

'S-Sihtric,' you finally breathed as he squeezed you tightly, and you placed your hands on his broad, armoured shoulders.

'My love,' Sihtric sighed and looked up at you with his empty, mismatched eyes.

Everything around you faded for a moment when you stared at each other. Both feeling relieved yet afraid. You were relieved he was back home again, but afraid at what cost when your eyes darted over his face. Blood came out of his right ear and ran down his neck. A large cut next to his right eyebrow caused the same fluid to run down his cheek. His forehead was smudged with blood, not just his own you figured, as well as the other side of his tired face was painted red all the same.

And Sihtric was relieved to have you in his arms again, but he was afraid of what would happen to Uhtred. And when you finally remembered how to speak, you asked where Uhtred was.

'In the cart,' Sihtric swallowed hard, 'he's alive… but… I need to take care of him, we need to… he…'

You watched Sihtric struggle to find the right words, and you hushed him when he tried to speak again.

'People will take care of him,' you reassured your husband, 'but you need to be taken care of too. Come,' you urged him to stand up.

Sihtric reluctantly agreed, and you helped him back up on his feet. You wrapped your arm around his waist and pulled his arm around your neck, in an attempt to support him. But Sihtric was a well built man, muscular, tall and all dressed in chainmail and leather armour. You both knew you could not carry him to the tent all by yourself if his feet gave out underneath him. You groaned in your desperate attempt to hold him up, and Sihtric let out a pained moan.

'S-stop,' he breathed, 'I can… I can walk, my love,' he said, stubbornly and not wanting to show you his pain.

Regardless of his words, you still tried to support him as much as you could, and you stumbled to the tent you stayed in at the camp. You helped him sit down on one of the wooden stools and you ordered someone nearby to fetch warm water and clean rags. Then you kneeled down in front of him.

'Are your legs or feet hurt?'

'No,' Sihtric said softly, and you carefully took off his leather boots.

You tossed them to the side and the water and rags you had asked for were brought in. You ordered the young lady who served you to close the tent and to prepare some food and hot tea. You moved up a little and started to unclasp the leather belt around your husband's waist with care. Your eyes darted over Sihtric's leather armour, and you were relieved when you couldn't find any cuts or holes that would suggest he had been stabbed. You slowly removed the heavy belt, his knife and axe still attached and painted with blood from the men he had killed only hours before, and you shoved it to the side, next to his boots.

'Are your arms hurting?' you asked as you rolled up his sleeves a little.

Just because you couldn't see any blood, didn't mean he wasn't hurt.

'Just bruised and sore,' Sihtric confessed, 'no cuts.'

You gave him a firm nod, and Sihtric watched you closely and quietly. His big, tired eyes completely locked on you and every movement you made. He watched how your delicate fingers untied the laces of his leather arm braces, and everything slowly became quiet in his mind again once you had taken both of his braces off and looked up at him. His cold, blood stained and trembling hands slowly reached up to your face, and you let out a soft sob when his fingertips touched your warm cheeks.

'Kiss me,' Sihtric whispered, and his breath hitched in his throat while his huge eyes stared down at you, 'please,' he whined.

Your fingers curled around the neck of his leather armour, and without any hesitation you pulled him down towards you. You crashed into a kiss and your eyes closed at the feeling of his cold and chapped lips pressed against yours. His hands trembled their way down to your neck, and he pulled you even closer up to him. Tears rolled down your cheeks at the taste and touch of your husband, while Sihtric tried his hardest to not break down as he desperately tried to kiss your face everywhere he possibly could.

'My wife,' he breathed, and his lips brushed lightly against yours, 'my love,' he moaned against your lips before he captured you in another firm kiss.

'What happened there?' you sniffled after he broke the kiss, your hands holding his cheeks while his blood stained forehead leaned against yours.

'Death,' Sihtric simply said, 'Death happened,' he leaned slightly back and looked at you while tears escaped his eyes, and he gently caressed your face. 'It came too close,' his voice broke as he whispered, 'Valhalla came too close,' he sighed and buried his face in your neck as he pulled you in his arms, finally allowing his emotions to run freely.

You fought your own tears as you felt him tremble, and you wrapped your arms around him.

'Valhalla wasn't prepared for your arrival yet,' you whispered and kissed his cheek, 'and I wasn't ready to live without you yet either.'

'I wasn't ready to die without seeing you again,' Sihtric sniffled.

'You will not be dying any time soon,' you cupped his cheeks, 'I will not allow you.'

Sihtric smiled softly at your words, and pulled your lips back to his again for another tender kiss. Then you took one of the rags, wetted it and wrung it out before you cleaned his feet and his hands. And as he had told you, he indeed didn't seem to be injured there, except for some bruising on his hands and wrists. You kissed both his hands and then moved up to kneel in between his thighs, to untie his dirty, leather armour. All while Sihtric kept his eyes on you, keeping track of your every movement, every breath and every change of expression on your face.

'Are you hurting here, my darling?' you asked and carefully pressed your hands onto his armoured chest.

'Just bruised, my love,' Sihtric said, and he moved along with you to slip out of the leather protection and chainmail underneath, which had saved his life more than once.

He took off the tunic he wore underneath it all, and you let out a soft gasp at the sight of his bare, muscular, bruised and battered torso.

'Sihtric,' you whispered as you reached out, 'you're… you,' you were about to cry, but Sihtric was quick to hush you.

'No,' he said softly, 'don't. It's fine. Just bruised. Nothing that won't heal.'

You swallowed hard and collected yourself again to carefully bring the wetted rag up to his neck. You slowly removed the stains of blood, sweat and dirt off his sensitive skin, and then you moved on from his left shoulder to his right shoulder. Sihtric hissed lightly at your touch as a sharp pain shot through his body and he flinched.

'It's not broken,' you said after an inspection of his shoulder, 'but you need to take it easy for a few days, sweetling.'

'How am I supposed to take it easy,' Sihtric whispered with a cheeky smile as he held your chin with his tattooed fingers, 'when all I want and need is to make love to my wife?' he leaned in and pecked your lips, 'my beautiful wife,' he murmured and kissed you again, 'tell me?'

'I guess you will have to abstain,' you teased and got up to get a clean rag.

'Hm,' Sihtric hummed as his eyes followed you, 'I don't think I'm strong enough.'

He smiled and bit down on his lip as you returned to him. And instead of letting you kneel down on the floor again, he pulled you in his lap. You straddled him and chuckled softly as you brought the rag up to his face.

'You're strong enough to survive battles,' you smiled as you cleaned his forehead, and you saw Sihtric struggle to hold back a grin.

'Maybe,' he said as seriously as he could, and tilted his head playfully to the side, 'but that doesn't mean I am strong enough to resist you.'

You felt his already warmed up hands sneak under your tunic, move up your thighs and on to your waist. He chuckled softly and leaned in to nuzzle your nose, then leaned back and took off his hammer pendant, which he hung around your neck before he pulled you closer again.

'Come on,' Sihtric smiled and pecked your lips, 'the gods brought me back for a reason,' he said, 'perhaps, to bless us with another pup?'

'I surely hope not,' you laughed and continued to wipe the blood off his face.

Sihtric furrowed his brow, 'You don't want another pup from me?'

'Sihtric,' you chuckled and placed your hands on your hips, 'you're a great father, but you have not been around much for our other pups when they were young-'

'That is not my fault,' he quickly said.

'I know,' you agreed, 'but I will not give birth to another pup and go through most of it without you again. I don't want that anymore. Not now that I finally have you all to myself again.'

Sihtric smacked his lips and looked at you while you wiped the last blood off his neck.

'We know how to prevent pregnancy,' you continued, 'don't think I will stop using the potion just because the gods brought you back to me again, they may just take you away if there would be another battle.'

'Reasonable,' Sihtric smiled, 'but then can we at least enjoy the act of humping?'

'Perhaps,' you threw the rag in the large wooden bucket, 'after your shoulder heals up.'

'You don't mean that,' your husband murmured as he brushed his lips against your neck.

Your heartbeat quickened when you felt the soft, slow, open-mouthed kisses your warrior left while his facial hair tickled your skin. You smiled, moved your hands up to his hair and untangled his braids one by one, while Sihtric smothered you with his lips and held you close with his big hands. And when you had taken out all of his braids, you leaned back and tucked strands of his long, wavy hair behind his ears and you pecked his lips. You grinned and got up, to which Sihtric groaned and quickly pushed himself to stand up, despite the discomfort he still felt in his body after the battle. He took off his breeches and snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around you before you could move down onto the bed.

'You haven't fully cleaned me up yet,' Sihtric chuckled in your ear.

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mojogifs · 28 days

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Uhtred of Bebbanburg

The Last Kingdom / Seven Kings Must Die

#the last kingdom #uhtred of bebbanburg #seven kings must die #tlk #skmd #uhtred ragnarsson #uhtred #alexander dreymon #mojogifs

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divineandmajesticinone · 1 year

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THE LAST KINGDOM: SEVEN KINGS MUST DIE (2023) “I thought you had both abandoned me.”

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happilyhertale · 1 year

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Destiny is all - Osferth x female!reader, Part 7

Pairing: Osferth x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut; 18+; NSFW

Author’s note: Hey you (:

Dear readers... we all knew this moment would come and now it is here.... This is the last part of this story. Thank you for all the great comments and conversations that have come out of it!!! Much love to you Word count: 2.5 k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

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Finan seems paralysed at first. The noise around you seems numbing. But Finan doesn't seem to notice much of it. When he stirs again, however, he slams the mugs of ale onto the next table. More ale lands on the table than is left in the cups afterwards. He looks over at you and takes a big step towards you. Sihtric stands shocked next to Finan and does not dare to intervene.

But before Finan reaches Uhtred, Osferth is at your side. Your arms are still wrapped around Uhtred. Somehow you seem to be enjoying the kiss... and you feel good about showing Osferth that you can enjoy yourself without him. But suddenly Uhtred is pulled away from you. Your eyes grow wide as you see Osferth's hand on Uhtred's shoulder and he pulls him away from you almost violently.

"Y/n???" Osferth almost shouts and looks at you angrily.

You just return the look.

"Well, ya seemed busy... I thought ya wouldn't mind if I was busy elsewhere too!" you answer and cross your arms in front of your chest.

"Can someone explain to me what's going on?!" asks Finan angrily. But Uhtred puts a hand on Finan's arm and only shakes his head slightly as a sign that he should not interfere.

The noise around you has not abated, but the silence that now reigns between you is stifling. No one answers Finan. His gaze wanders back and forth between you. He looks first at you and then at Osferth.

But you and Osferth don't notice Finan at all. You are still standing in front of each other, still looking at each other angrily. Your gaze becomes slightly provocative.

Finan looks at Sihtric. But Sihtric raises his hands innocently, "I was with you getting new ale. I didn't do anything wrong this time," Sihtric says.

As Finan's gaze falls on Uhtred, he remembers that Uhtred kissed you. Finan grabs him by the collar and pulls him towards him, "Ya have kissed my sister?!"

Uhtred grins slightly, "That really was an accident and should have gone differently. Calm down," he says to Finan. He reaches for Finan's hand and loosens his grip. Finan just grunts, "And how am I to understand that? Y/n. Can you say something about it?", Finan now turns his attention to you.

Tired of all the last days, you don't feel like arguing here now. There is no point in getting into a discussion with Finan or arguing with Osferth now. Frustration courses through your veins as you make a determined turn and stride out of the inn.

As you make your way through the boisterous crowd of happy voices, laughter and excited chatter, you walk on unperturbed. As you make your way to your room, a presence catches your attention - Osferths walks after you, incessantly calling your name through the air. But each call only stirs the fires of anger within you, causing you to simply move on and ignore his calls.

"Osferth... Just go!" you shout warningly at him as you enter the room and stand in the doorway. You just slam the door in his face. Osferth is standing in front of the closed door. But he doesn't think of just leaving you alone now. He pulls open the door and enters the room.

"I certainly won't do that now!", he only replies and closes the door behind him, but a little more gently this time. You turn to him and look at him angrily.

"But I don't want to see ya now!" you shout at him. His eyes almost sparkle, "That's too bad, because I want to talk to you now!" he just replies.

You look at him with raised eyebrows. Again you cross your arms in front of your chest.

"Oh? So you want to talk? All right then, tell me Os... While I was in the camp, surrounded by all those Danes, trying to gather information... But at the same time, filled with this fear of not seeing ya again, ya were having fun here?" you say to him angrily.

Osferth hesitates briefly. But he quickly catches himself again.

"I wasn't having fun here! I was afraid for you!" he shouts.

"Scared while ya were lying between the ladies' thighs?!" you interrupt him.

Osferth's head turns red, "Never would I have started anything with those women while you were in potential danger!"

But you just snort and glare at him angrily.

"I mean it, y/n!" he says in a calmer but firm voice. You hear him breathing heavily as he takes a step towards you.

"But it looked very different just now at the inn!" you retort again.

"You were kissing Uhtred there! What am I supposed to make of that?!" he says, now angrier again.

"Because ya had two women on ya, idiot!" you feel the rage inside you reach its peak.

Amidst the charged atmosphere, you become aware of Osferth's proximity, standing very close to you. Both of you are breathing hard, your faces marked by unmistakable anger. There is an oppressive silence between you, broken only by the rhythm of your breaths. As his gaze moves from your eyes to your lips, a strange feeling of warmth mingles with the anger coursing through your veins. You have no desire to receive a kiss from Uhtred. But neither do you want to see other women enclose Osferth in their passionate embrace.

Suddenly you pull him down and kiss him. He gasps briefly as your lips touch. But immediately he wraps his arms around you and kisses you. Your kiss is wild. Very different from the kisses you have usually exchanged. Your tongues dance wildly around each other, fighting for dominance. His one hand moves to the back of your head while his other hand rests on your lower back. He holds you close to him. Osferth begins to push you backwards towards the bed, not even interrupting the kiss.

You let yourself fall as you stand beside the bed and Osferth immediately lies down on top of you. You can already feel how aroused he is and you whimper briefly when you notice how he presses his aroused length against your warm core. But Osferth swallows your whimper as his lips settle on yours again and kiss you wildly. You are both breathing heavily and you are aware of a growl forming in his chest. Your hands move to his torso and begin to pull at his shirt as you try to open it. Osferth doesn't hesitate for long. He breaks the kiss briefly and takes off his shirt. You see his lean torso as he kneels between your legs. Light muscles are visible under his soft skin. You bite your lip lightly. You start to open your dress. But before you can react, Osferth's hands are on your body. He begins to open your dress roughly.

You gasp briefly as he literally rips open your dress. He pulls it over your shoulders and kisses the soft skin of your neck and shoulder. Your breathing becomes heavier. You pull your dress down further and Osferth finally takes it off completely. You lie naked under him and pull him down to you again. Passionate kisses follow. Your tongues are still fighting for dominance. His hands slide over your body, sending a shiver down your spine. His fingers reach your thigh and begin to tease you. While still kissing you wildly, he leaves circular motions on your thigh. Slowly but decisively he lets them move higher. He grips your soft thigh a little as his hand reaches the inside of your thigh. Again you whimper and you feel him smile slightly as he kisses you.

You reach for his neck as his fingers reach their destination and slowly glide through your wetness. His fingers are immediately soaked with your arousal. You moan out, "Os..." You hear him chuckle softly.

Even before he slides two fingers inside you, you look up into his face and notice a slight smile forming on his lips again. You close your eyes and he lets his fingers slide into you again and again. Your warm walls immediately clench around his fingers and you hear him groan deeply. His thumb finds your pearl and begins to leave firm but gentle movements on it. You squeeze your eyes shut even more and moan.

His fingers thrust deeper into you. With each thrust, his thumb rubs further over your pearl. His fingers reach your sweet spot and each time he touches it, your hips jerk further towards his fingers. You hardly notice how he opens his trousers and lets them slide down. Without diverting his attention from you, he suddenly kneels naked between your legs.

He pulls his fingers out of you and you whimper slightly as you feel the sudden emptiness inside you. But this emptiness is quickly replaced by the feeling of him sliding his hard member through your folds. You hear him grunt again. As he slides his hot length through your wetness, a wet smacking sound fills the room. He lets his hard member be enveloped by your wetness before placing it in front of the entrance to your warm core. You look into his blue eyes. You are both breathing heavily.

A moment passes in which neither of you says anything nor moves. Then you kiss each other gently. His soft lips are on yours and he begins to thrust gently into you. You gasp as you feel him fill you more and more.You grab his shoulder again as he is up to the hilt inside you. You gasp as he fills you completely. "Os..." you moan again. He gives you some time to adjust to his size. He kisses you as he slowly moves inside you. But as time goes by, his thrusts become stronger. His moans of pleasure mingle with yours as his hips slam against yours.

His thrusts become firmer and more purposeful. You begin to moan louder. You grow louder with each thrust. He presses his lips firmly to yours and kisses you. You feel his heavy breathing. His hand reaches for your thigh. He spreads your legs further apart. His thrusts go even deeper than before. You moan out and again a smile plays around his lips. He leans down and begins to kiss your neck. He bites into your soft skin as he thrusts into you. A light groan sounds from him. You bite your lip as you feel his bites.

"Os...", you moan. But only a "mmmhm" sounds from him. The sweat on your skin mixes where your bodies touch.

You push his hand away from your thigh. At first he looks at you irritated, but you just kiss him. You put your legs around his waist. You press your heel against his bottom and press him further against you. His cock thrusts deeper into you and you cry out with passion.

His balls keep slapping against your bottom. You continue to moan. Each thrust hurts, but it feels so good.

Osferth still has a smile on his lips. One of his hands reaches up and tangles his fingers in your hair. His other hand slides to your hip to hold you firmly as he continues to thrust into you, but also so as not to crush you with his body.

"Os... I am so close... Os," you whimper.

"Come... Come on my cock.. Let go for me, my lady," he breathes in your ear.

You moan again as you hear his words. His thrusts become even harder. You are a moaning mess. Your thighs begin to tremble. They are still around his waist and he feels them twitching around him. He thrusts further into you. You feel the heat spreading through your abdomen and you whimper. And then he pushes you over the edge. You moan loudly. Your warm walls tighten around his hot length again and again. Osferth grunts, but his thrusts don't let up. His hand is still on your hip. He continues to hold you tight, thrusting into you. He closes his eyes and you hear him moan. "Oh Lord..." he suddenly moans and you notice how his thrusts are getting sloppier and sloppier. His thrusts soften until they subside.

You are both breathing heavily. Osferth lowers himself onto you and buries his face in the crook of your neck. You feel his warm breath and how he gasps. You are still panting, but you have to smile. You let your hand wander into his hair. Gently you stroke his head.

"Did ya really just say 'Oh Lord' when you climaxed?" you whisper to him.

You hear him chuckle slightly.

You chuckle as well.

"That reminds me, I should ask for forgiveness..." he says softly and gestures to get up.

"Noo... Ya stay here," you say and pull him towards you again.

A soft chuckle escapes his lips and he lies down beside you, pulling you tenderly into his embrace. You reach for the blanket, it envelops both your bodies. You snuggle closer to his side and your gaze meets his, fascinated by the loving bond between you. Amidst the intimacy, you become aware of the rhythmic, wild beat of his heart, a lively echo that effortlessly harmonises with your own. A gentle smile caresses your lips, and a tender kiss on the tip of your nose seals this moment of happiness.

But just as he is about to say something, the door opens. Finan suddenly rushes in. His gaze wanders around the room until he suddenly sees you lying on the bed. His eyes grow wide as he realises that you are lying in bed with Osferth and your clothes are lying next to the bed.

He seems speechless at first and you try to cover your body.

"Osferth!!", Finan shouts. Uhtred suddenly appears behind Finan. When he sees you lying on the bed and notices how you try to cover your body and Osferth's face turns red, a grin comes to his lips.

"I... I...", Osferth stammers out.

Your cheeks also turn red, but you have had enough.

"Finan! Get out!" you suddenly shout.

Finan looks at you, stunned.

"Y/n!...", he begins. But before he can finish his sentence, Uhtred grabs him gently but firmly by the shoulder and pulls him backwards out of the room. Finan tries to reach for Uhtred, but Uhtred simply pulls him along.

"You should put some clothes on," Uhtred says with a grin as he closes the door.

You are still breathing heavily. Your eyes and Osferth's meet. You see how Osferth's red cheeks match yours. You kiss him gently and feel him begin to smile.

"Maybe ya shouldn't just ask God for forgiveness..." you whisper to him.

His cheeks become even redder.

"That's not funny... He's going to kill me...", Osferth says softly, but you see a slight smile on his lips.

"I will prevent that," you whisper against his lips and kiss him again.

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