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Cinaed lets out a little hum and closes his eyes as Gunnar’s hand moves through his hair. His mate should know that it’s his absolute weakness when those fingers run through his curls, always drawing out a very sensual feeling in him and reminding him of much more compromising positions, but alas. Gunnar always tests him, even when he isn’t meaning to. The prince’s eyes shoot up at a beckoning voice, and god that accent is thick.

“Nice of ya to finally show yer faces!” Finan chirps out as he approaches them, a soft smile on his face.

“… I kept yer beautiful sword safe. I knew you would need help with that since you two practically disappeared for a few days.”

“Oh! Yes. Thank you.” Cinaed says, giving his father a little smile. “This is great… so many, uh…people.” The prince says almost ruefully. It’s not that bad, though. He’s grateful to his father and Lord Uhtred for the celebration, regardless of the true celebration involving only the two — three of them.

“You look… good. Different.” Finan says to Cinaed, his brows lacing together. He can’t put his finger on it, and his son is always nice looking, but tonight most of all. And perhaps he doesn’t want his mind to drift to all the possibilities why his son is glowing right now. He’d rather not think of that.

“Hm? Well… I am very happy.”

“You look good as well my friend.” Finan says to Gunnar, clapping his shoulder with his hand. “Come! Sit.”

As Finan practically pulls Gunnar with him, Cinaed follows and scans the crowd of faces, giving nods and thank yous every which way. He still doesn’t know everyone, but at least he’s more familiar than he was when he met Gunnar all those months ago. He sees Lord Uhtred and instantly remembers what Revna told him.

“Hi,” the prince says softly to the Dane, a bit shy in his presence and forgetting to address him more formally. Uhtred has an unwavering, quiet confidence. Perhaps he’s even a little intimidating. But the kindness in his eyes is unmistakable.

“… the romantic,” Cinaed teases his father’s Lord with a little smirk. “Thank you for the sweet gesture.”

As the prince sits near them and next to Gunnar, he feels the Northman’s hand land on his thigh and squeeze. What a fucking amazing gesture. His heat still ravages him and the prince hopes that it’s not at all noticeable, especially with the proximity to his mate.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar breaths a sigh of relief when he hears Finan’s voice amongst the crowd of people. As the Irishman approaches a genuine smile comes to the Northman’s face. Family he can handle, the others, remain to be seen. He had no idea that once his mate started carrying his pup, his alpha would become so protective and possessive. But then again, his mate is so special, and their little bean is a miracle he would have never thought possible. So, of course he’s protective.

“Sorry about that…” Gunnar smiles as he gives the Irishman a sheepish look. “Cinaed wasn’t feeling well and needed a moment to rest before the festivities.” He shares a mischievous look with his mate. “But he’s feeling better now…” the warrior winks at Cinaed as he squeezes his hand.

A blush colors Gunnar’s cheeks at Finan’s comment about them being scarce. He can’t help that he wants to spend every waking, and sleeping, moment with his husband. To be completely absorbed in him. Not to mention, it is their honeymoon.

Gunnar bites back a smirk and glances away when Finan mentions Cinaed looks different. As if the Irishman could see the answer in his eyes as to why his son has such a glowing appearance. It’s true. Cinaed does look different, almost ethereal. His eyes are glowing brighter, his skin is radiant, and Gods, that smile on his face steals the warrior’s breath away.

“I’m good…very good. Happier than I have ever been.” Gunnar grins at Finan as the Irishman claps him on the shoulder. He doesn’t let go of Cinaed’s hand as Finan leads them to the table, keeping his mate close to him. He spots Ragnar off in the corner with Alfred drinking from a mug of wine and he gives his friend a nod. He doesn’t miss the mischievous look in his friend’s eyes.

When they approach the head of the table where Lord Uhtred is sitting, Gunnar gives the Dane a grateful nod, echoing his mate’s thanks to the Lord. “It was very much appreciated…a welcome homecoming after such a beautiful ceremony.”

Uhtred blushes as Cinaed calls him romantic. A mischievous look flickering in his eyes. “You both deserve it. I know you have fought for a while to have this.” He gives his husband a teasing look, knowing the hard time Finan gave the Northman at the beginning before finally accepting there was no coming between he and Cinaed.

“I was hoping, perhaps, I could steal your husband away one of these days to help me with a special little project of my own.” Leaning closer to Cinaed, Uhtred whispers, “Something special for your father to celebrate our own anniversary.” The Dane casts a mischievous look towards Finan, with a teasing smile on his face. He is sure his husband suspects something, with him spending hours, and sometimes days away from the fortress working on his little project. Which honestly isn’t so little. But maybe with the Northman’s help he can get it finished quicker.

Gunnar only slightly bristles as the Dane leans closer to his mate. Uhtred is family, even if not by blood. He just inherently knows he can trust the man, not to cause harm to his beloved. His alpha just needs to calm down, Gunnar thinks to himself while internally scolding his wolf to behave. When they sit down, Gunnar hand immediately lands on Cinaed’s thigh, giving him a little squeeze to reassure him that he is close. A soothing gesture for both of them given their animalistic instincts still being governed by the moon and their heat/rut.

@cinaedofulaid

“Oh, absolutely!” Cinaed smiles at Uhtred. He’s sure Gunnar wouldn’t mind lending a hand, and the look in the prince’s eyes reveals what he always forgets. That his father is handfasted to Uhtred. He can’t imagine the dynamic, but he can see the happiness radiating through them all just the same and knows that there’s an abundance of love and peace in their family. Finan is seemingly legitimately clueless about whatever it is Uhtred is planning, at least at this very moment, but Cinaed assumes he’ll catch on any time.

“I’m sure Gunnar could lend you a hand, definitely.” The prince says, before being interrupted by a familiar shrill, excited voice.

“Hellllloooo family!” Ronan beams, carrying a bottle of wine. His husband chuckles behind him and always seems to indulge his shenanigans, which is very sweet.

“You’re both late! Sit down. Where’s yer mother?” Finan says to him.

“I suppose we weren’t late after all, hm?” Cinaed purrs to Gunnar’s ear.

“She’s in the kitchen putting anise in the sweet cakes, like the magic woman she is.” Ronan says, abruptly pulling out a chair across from Gunnar and Cinaed for Bjorn, and then himself.

“So how’s the nuptials?” The elder prince beams at Cinaed and Gunnar, leaning forward on the table as if excited to hear their answer. The younger prince is truly not used to so many people being around him at the same time, but Ronan thrives in that sort of environment.

“Great,” Cinaed wags his eyebrows at him and gives him a little smirk. “How are the nuptials?” He purrs teasingly at Gunnar, echoing his brother.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar chuckles when Cinaed purrs in his ear. Their worry about being late to the feast quickly proving to be unfounded. He smiles at Ronan and Björn, a mischievous glint in his eyes when they cross with the elder prince, remembering their earlier encounter. A fond smile comes to the warrior’s face when Ronan mentions his daughter is in the kitchen. She aways loved helping prepare food. He remembers when she was little, following his every movement as he prepared them meals. Asking questions and wanting to help.

How are the nuptials?

You really want me to say?

A teasing look comes to Gunnar’s eyes as he raises an eyebrow at his mate. Images of him and Cinaed fucking under the full moon, in the bath, and in his daughter’s healing chamber filter across his mind. Not to mention creating their little bean. A soft blush comes to his face as he glances away for a moment to calm the absolute heat that runs through him. His hand on Cinaed’s thigh trailing dangerously close to his lover’s crotch.

“It’s been….magical…” the warrior smirks, sharing a look with his husband. “…everything I have ever dreamed of.”

As the servants bring out platters of food, setting them on the table, he notices his mate’s eye widen as he licks his lips. He swears he hears Cinaed’s stomach grumble in hunger, and he bites back a chuckle at his husband’s voracious appetite. It warms his heart even more knowing the reason for his husband’s hunger. Grabbing one of the platters from the servants that is filled with cheese and fruit, he holds it out to his love.

“Here, baby…take what you want.” Gunnar says softly giving his mate a tender look. “I’ll get you something to drink as well, if you’d like.”

Revna finally makes an appearance at that point, giving Gunnar and Cinaed an approving smile as he offers his husband some food. Runa is wrapped against her chest, with Tora walking beside her. The little girl’s hand bunched in her dark purple dress. “Sorry I’m late, everyone. Had to feed and change this little one,” Revna gestures to Runa. “…and I had to give this one a bath. After she and Hati found their way into a mud puddle.” The shieldmaiden smirks as she glances at Uhtred.

Wrapping her arm around Finan’s waist, Revna gives her husband a loving kiss, happiness lighting up her eyes. It warms Gunnar’s heart seeing his daughter so happy and he is ecstatic being able to experience the same with his love.

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar answers his question with the word magical, Cinaed’s smirk drops and is replaced with a sultry look and a batting of his long dark eyelashes as he looks into the Northman’s eyes.

Yes. Magical is the right word.

“So the sex is better after being handfasted then?” Ronan asks, and Cinaed chokes on his water and instantly blushes. Björn smacks Ronan’s arm as the elder prince snickers, and Cinaed is just thankful that Uhtred or the others didn’t hear it. That man has no fucking filter.

Fucking hell.

“Yes.” Cinaed shoots daggers at his brother, but with a smile. “As a matter of fact… it is. What else of my personal life would you like to know today?”

Ronan grins, then pours his brother a glass of wine. He loves that Cinaed still entertained his question, even if it uncalled for. He loves teasing him, and it’s true… he’d learned much today. “Here. Drink.”

“I’m good. Thank you.” Cinaed says, sliding the glass back over to him. “You can have it, if you haven’t had enough already…”

As the food starts coming, the prince is relieved because he is ravenous. He denied Ronan’s wine because he’s heard of bad effects to a pup or sickness, but the food he’ll definitely indulge in. As Gunnar hands him the platter of food, he takes a little of everything as the most beloved Shieldmaiden arrives.

“There she is,” Finan grins and returns Revna’s kiss, kneeling down to pick up Tora into his arms. Gods, their hands are full now. Hati literally comes to Finan’s heels, looking up at Tora as if observing and protecting her even with her own father. The way Revna places her hand on Cinaed’s back makes him feel warm, like she wanted him to know he’s part of the family in an unspoken way.

“Mum, where’s the cakes?” Ronan asks, standing from his seat and striding over to Revna. He’s like her shadow, right there along with the girls.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar levels a glance at Ronan with his eyebrow raised, and a firm but amused look in his eyes. You sure you want to ask the question, given what you almost witnessed in the healing chamber? A smirk curls his lips when Cinaed doesn’t back down from Ronan’s question. If the older prince even knew how intense their lovemaking is. Gunnar shakes his head with a wry grin.

Watching the exchange with Cinaed and the wine, Gunnar feels pride flare out in his chest. His mate is already taking the role of nurturer and protector of their pup very seriously. The warrior leans closer, placing a soft kiss on Cinaed’s cheek before whispering, “Good boy…”

Warmth flares out in the warrior’s chest seeing his daughter place her hand on Cinaed’s shoulder, making him feel like a part of their family. His own hand tightening on Cinaed’s thigh under the table. He is relieved that his wolf doesn’t bristle when Revna and the girls touch Cinaed, if anything, it gives him an overwhelming feeling of pack. And since Finan and Ronan share blood with his mate, his wolf is calm with their interactions.

He is startled from his musing with paws scratching at his leg. When Gunnar looks down a big smile comes to his face when Luca is standing on his back paws with his front paws on the edge of the Northman’s chair. Gunnar scoops their pup up in his hand as brings Luca’s nose to his to nuzzle. Happiness radiating from the warrior seeing their little boy again.

“Sweet boy…” Gunnar praises leaving a kiss on the top of Luca’s head. He can’t help but wonder if their pup will sense the change in his faðir. Smell the new scent of his sibling. “I think your faðir has been missing you like crazy.” Gunnar purrs in the pup’s ear before passing him to his mate.

“Ronan! The cakes come after supper.” Revna gives her son a stern look, before giving Björn an amused glance. “I swear, you and your father…” the shieldmaiden barely hides her smirk as she shakes her head.

“The servants will bring them out after the roast meat and vegetables…” She teases Ronan, leaving a light kiss on his cheek.

“Are we waiting for anyone else?” Revna asks as she glances over the faces in the dining hall, seeing most of their family and friends. “What about your mother, Ethne?” She asks Cinaed. “I hope she knows she’s invited to be here. I mean, she is family, after all.” Revna gives her father a teasing look. She actually finds it sweet that Cinaed’s mother adores her father.

@cinaedofulaid

When Gunnar calls him a good boy, the prince wants to bite his neck. Instead he nuzzles his nose against his cheek again, as if his fox were doing it to his mate’s muzzle. Sometimes Cinaed’s body doesn’t know the difference. As their little boy reveals himself, the prince nearly jumps out of his seat. He coos and watches as Gunnar takes him into his arms, then gratefully cradles him when the Northman passes him over. Cinaed doesn’t mind one bit if supper is delayed, because seeing his baby is all he can think about in that moment. Luca sniffs him ferociously, almost as if he can pick up on the difference that Finan did.

“Agh…” Ronan groans with a smile as Revna kisses his cheek. His sweet tooth is already driving him crazy tonight. He watches as Cinaed almost jumps as Revna asks him a question, not quite prepared for it.

“Oh, um…” Cinaed looks at Ronan, and then down at the table. Between Ronan and Ethne being on fairly bad terms due to the elder prince’s grudges and the prince’s father, he assumed she wasn’t welcome, and his mother didn’t push it.

“She didn’t want to make you all uncomfortable.” Cinaed says softly, then looks at Gunnar. “… but she is just outside the fortress walls. Perhaps I can bring her something. Or um… invite her in?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Cinaed, this feast is to celebrate your special day. Your marriage to my father.” Revna says sternly but with a gentleness in her voice. “I’m sure all of us can put aside our differences so that she can be here to celebrate with you. I know how close you are to her.” Revna glances as Ronan and Finan with her eyebrow raised, almost challenging them to argue with her.

“If you like, I could send one of the guardsmen to fetch her.” Revna offers as looks in Cinaed’s eyes and then her father’s.

Gunnar’s not sure if he’s ever been more proud of his daughter. Standing up for his mate and letting what happened in the past to stay in the past so that his beloved’s mother can be a part of the feast celebrating their union. His eyes get a little misty as he gives her a grateful nod. His hand squeezes Cinaed’s thigh under the table in silent support. Ethne has always been so supportive of their relationship and it doesn’t feel right to exclude her.

“If you want her here, baby, she should be here.” Gunnar softly says in a soothing voice as he gives Cinaed a tender smile. “We have much to celebrate…” A little smirk curls the warrior’s lips as he whispers in his mate’s ear.

“Afterwards, we can walk her to her tent, then go to our special place.” Gunnar gives his mate a little tilt of his head.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed’s heart patters in his chest as Revna so fondly speaks for his heart. It’s such a selfless act, and although he understood why his mother wouldn’t be wanted there, it’s so kind of Revna to realize why it would be important to him. Sure, the past isn’t pleasant. Ronan blames her for sending his father away, and Finan hates her for it. But Conall had much more of a stake and control in everything than they realize, and now he is thankfully dead. Ethne doesn’t mean them harm.

I know how close you are to her.

Cinaed is speechless, blinking a few times. He listens to Gunnar, before immediately turning back to Revna.

“Yes. Yes, send someone, please…” the prince beams at her with his sparkling eyes. He’ll get to see his mother. The one special person to him that has embraced Gunnar the most.

“I would love it…” Cinaed purrs to Gunnar. “I want to tell her the truth tonight.” He whispers then. He finally sets their baby on the ground and gives some of his food to him on a little plate as he takes a few bites himself.

“You haven’t forgotten.” The prince says to Gunnar almost in surprise. His lover remembered that he wanted to visit his den, and the thought of it makes Cinaed’s heart skip.

“She is astounding to me,” the prince muses to Gunnar as he looks over to Revna. “So tender to me. Like you.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Of course,” Revna smiles. Spotting Lorcan standing off to the side, the shieldmaiden motions him closer. “Lorcan, if you would be so kind as to fetch the prince’s mother, we would appreciate it.” Revna gives Cinaed a little wink. She is sure her husband and son can be cordial for one evening. Besides, the more she gets to know the Irishwoman, the more she thinks they are not so different. They are both fiercely protective of their children, and both have dealt with their own hardships in the past.

“Yes! Yes, of course. I’ll bring her right away.” Lorcan gives Revna a little bow of his head in respect then rushes out the door on his mission.

A little smirk plays at the Northman’s lips when he watches his daughter take charge. Damn, she has grown into a fine woman, with her own mind and that still tender heart he remembers from her childhood.

Gunnar’s eyes widen in surprise when Cinaed reveals that he wants to tell his mother the truth tonight. He is curious how she’ll react when she finds out she’s about to be a grandmother, and her son is the one carrying their pup. “If that’s what you want, baby, I’ll support you.” Gunnar whispers as he looks into Cinaed’s eyes.

“How could I forget? I know how important it is to you. To be prepared…” Gunnar’s eyes drift down to Cinaed’s belly before coming back up. An adoring smile lighting up his face. “…besides, I had planned on worshipping you under the moon again.” The warrior whispers with a naughty twinkle in his eyes.

Gunnar’s eyes follow Cinaed’s as they both look at Revna. A loving smile coming to his face at Cinaed’s words. “She has my heart…” the warrior softly says. Just as I’m sure our little bean will too.

@cinaedofulaid

“I have to…” Cinaed says softly. He needs to tell someone or else he’ll explode. Ronan knows. His brother’s husband possibly knows. Revna knows. But Cinaed just… needs his mother.

“I don’t think I can tell him.” The prince says, looking at Finan in the background laughing with his men. It’s too much of a risk. Finan is so… volatile, when it comes to his children. Cinaed wonders still how he is keeping it all together watching this, having had such a strong reaction before. Begging Gunnar to leave him. Gods, it would have left his heart broken and completely in shambles if it had worked.

Shaking his head and bringing his attention back from his wandering thoughts, Cinaed eats a little more and places more food down on Luca’s plate as well. There’s so much commotion in this Hall, the ale and wine seemingly taking its effects. When Lorcan returns minutes later, he’s followed by a blonde with amber eyes, and the prince beams.

“Hello darlings,” Ethne says quietly with a hand on each of the lover’s shoulders. “Blessings on such a celebratory day.”

Cinaed can’t resist, he stands and takes the Irishwoman into a close hug. She smooches his cheeks over and over like he’s her pride and joy, and he truly is.

“You look so happy! My gods…” Ethne says with wide eyes, her hand still on Cinaed’s cheek. It only takes her a second to make sure Gunnar rises to greet her just the same with a few squeezes of the Northman’s shoulder.

“Gunnar. Come here… you look so handsome!” Ethne beams, kissing the Northman’s cheek. Her come here sounds a lot like Cinaed’s.

“Are you in such bliss? Look at you! An honest man…” she grins.

“Thank you for inviting me.”

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar’s eyes follow Cinaed’s as he looks at his father talking to some of their men. He can’t blame Cinaed for not wanting to tell Finan, especially with how he reacts to anything mystical. But another part of him hates the idea of keeping this from him. As one father to another, Gunnar knows if his daughter was faced with something like his beloved, he wouldn’t want to be kept in the dark. He would want to be there. To be supportive. Perhaps in time Finan’s views will change and he will become more understanding of the otherworldly forces surrounding him.

“You don’t have to tell him…but I hope in time you can.” Gunnar gives his mate a solemn look. “No matter what, you won’t face this alone. I’ll be beside you every step of the way.”

The warrior smiles watching Cinaed and their pup eat. Such a simple act but the meaning behind it fills Gunnar with warmth. Seeing Cinaed take care of himself, and ultimately their pup brings a sort of peace to the Northman’s heart that both of them will be safe and healthy for what’s to come. And Luca is growing so fast, it almost makes the warrior wish he would stay tiny for longer.

A commotion in the Hall steals Gunnar’s attention, but a grin quickly lifts his lips when he spots the blonde Irishwoman walking towards them. His heart feels so full watching his mate rise to greet her, and her peppering his cheeks with kisses.

Gunnar rises at her request, and softly chuckles when she kisses his cheek too. “Yes, an honest man…” he winks at his love. “More like the happiest man in the world. It’s so good to see you again, Ethne.”

“It wasn’t just us. Revna insisted you be here as well.” Gunnar nods towards his daughter, giving her a happy smile. He’s not sure today could be anymore perfect. Having his husband by his side, finding out about their little bean, and now having their family surrounding them celebrating their union.

“Please, have a seat…” Gunnar pulls out the other chair next to Cinaed’s. “Your son and I will walk you back to your tent after our meal.” He gives his mother-in-law a warm smile. Luca scampers over to Ethne, pawing at her leg and Gunnar lets out a little chuckle. “Luca wants to say hello as well…”

@cinaedofulaid

“So good to see you, sweetheart. Gods, I’m so happy I stayed for all of this. I’m a little homesick, but… it’s all worth it. You two are so amazing together, you deserve everything…” Ethne replies softly, almost emotionally. She follows Gunnar’s gaze towards Revna, locking eyes with the Shieldmaiden and giving her a soft smile and a wave from afar. She takes Gunnar’s hand and squeezes it, before taking the seat he pulled out for her. She notices something different about her son instantly, but it’s almost… fae related. It can’t be just because of Gunnar. She’d seen the glow the Northman gave him ages ago.

“Hello, Luca…” Ethne grins and pets their wolf pup as he rests his chin and paws on her thigh. “Wow, is he getting bigger already? Growing so fast…”

Turning her chair a bit towards them, the Irishwoman picks up their pup to set him in her lap and gives Luca little rubs until the pup is closing his eyes. If he is growing this big, perhaps his human form’s growth is also accelerated, which is very interesting.

“Is… everything okay?” She smiles, scanning between Gunnar and Cinaed. She senses something.

“Yes! More than okay. Um… I have a lot to speak with you about, though.” The Prince says. “Like Gunnar said, we’ll walk you back, perhaps chat a little.”

Ethne raises an eyebrow and looks between them again with a smile. What is it now? Another wayward pup? Another magical season of happenings just in time for Lughnasadh? She’s curious. She motions a come hither with her finger to Gunnar until he leans in closer.

“Is everything alright with your… shift? The full moon? Nothing is wrong, is it?” She asks Gunnar quietly.

@gunnartjorvason

It brings Gunnar joy to see how readily Ethne shows Luca affection. It makes him excited to see how she will react to having a grandchild. He gives Cinaed’s thigh a little squeeze after they all sit back down in a soothing gesture. He truly can’t keep his hand off his mate for more than a second, he thinks with a smile.

He sees the questions in Ethne’s eyes when Cinaed mentions they want to talk to her after the feast. Her mind already conjuring up scenarios. Gunnar has no doubt she will be shocked when she finds out the nature of their chat, and he only hopes she takes it in with an open mind and an open heart. At least she seems more comfortable with the otherworldly, instead of balking at it like Finan does.

Gunnar leans closer to Ethne when she motions to him. He can see the concern in her eyes. “No, no. Nothing is wrong. My shifts are just fine. It’s something special. Very special, that Cinaed and I are both excited to share with you.” Gunnar tries to reassure his mother-in-law, with a happy smile on his face.

Gods, sitting next to Cinaed, it takes everything inside Gunnar not to scoop him up and place him in his lap. He’s not sure if it’s the pull of the full moon, or just his undying love for his mate, that wants, no needs, to have him closer. In order to calm himself, the warrior nuzzles his husband’s neck, the sweet smell of him settling the beast, if only for a little while.

“We might not be able to stay too much longer…” Gunnar softly whispers in Cinaed’s ear before leaving a soft kiss on his neck. He shares a knowing look with his mate, certain that Cinaed also feels the need to be closer to him and to shift as evening draws nearer. He doesn’t want to rush his love, wanting him to eat his fill.

“Eat as much as you want, baby…you’ll need it for later.” Gunnar gives his mate another soft kiss.

@cinaedofulaid

When Gunnar says that they have something very special to tell her, Ethne’s eyes sparkle like Cinaed’s and she smiles. “I can’t wait.” She says softly, taking a bite off of her son’s plate, and then turning her attention back to Luca.

Cinaed can almost hear Gunnar’s thoughts. He can feel them… the desire to shift, to play, to cuddle and be close. To mate. His body echoes all of it ten fold, wanting so badly to be touched again. It’s nearly an obsession, and now that he’s pupped, Cinaed wants Gunnar all over. His scent, his warmth, his body… his fucking cock. The way that Gunnar softly holds on to him, his strong hand against his thigh and his lips against his neck, stakes a claim that no one else could ever challenge.

A while later, Cinaed is standing and chatting with people, his mother on his arm with a radiant smile, and she pulls him toward Revna to offer her own gratitude.

“Revna… thank you so much for allowing me here. Such a happy day... I’m ever grateful. My son is as well, yes?” Ethne says, pinching her son’s chin lovingly.

“So grateful.” Cinaed says as he looks into Revna’s eyes, a secret shared between the two of them still. “… she has taken really good care of me lately, with some physical ailments. Revna is an exceptional healer.”

Ethne’s eyes widen in curiosity, her amber eyes drifting back to the Shieldmaiden. “That’s amazing! I can imagine it’s heavily needed here in Bebbanburg.”

As Gunnar comes nearer them, Cinaed knows it’s time. The night grows late and they must say their goodbyes, have that chat he needs to have before they focus on the full moon.

“Ready to get going?” Cinaed purrs to Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason

After everyone has eaten their fill from the feast, groups of people break off into conversation. It’s been awhile since they have had a feast like this so everyone takes the time to catch up and offer congratulations to the new couple. Revna filters between the different groups offering kind words and hospitality as a Lady of Bebbanburg. Finan and Uhtred share some mugs of ale while regaling their men with stories of past battles while under Alfred’s rule. Revna has to bite back a chuckle when she sees Alfred mouth, that’s not how it happened. Ronan has secured a platter of sweet cakes which he is happily sharing with Hali and Asa. Björn sits next to them with an amused smile on his face. Lagertha is holding baby Lachlan for Elle while the princess eats. It warms Revna’s heart how Lagertha is always quick to offer help with the little ones. It breaks the Shieldmaiden’s heart that her mentor could not have more children of her own, remembering how often she tried.

As Ethne and Cinaed approach, Revna pauses and offers them both a warm smile. “You are so welcome. This feast is to celebrate Cinaed and Gunnar’s special day, and he should be surrounded by those he loves and holds dear, just as my father is. I’m happy you were able to join us. It is a special day indeed.” Revna shares a look with Cinaed, the prince’s secret still silent on her tongue but a look of happiness reflects in her eyes.

“Oh, yes…a healer is very much needed here, and I am happy to provide that service to the fortress and to the surrounding village. It brings me great pleasure to help people, no matter the injury or ailment.” Revna says with sense of pride, happy to have found a purpose beyond being a shieldmaiden.

As her father approaches, a big smile comes to Revna’s face. Seeing the way he steps behind his husband and wraps a protective arm around Cinaed’s waist warms the Shieldmaiden’s heart. She is so happy for him and Cinaed, not just for their marriage, but also for their little one.

“Gampa wolf!” Tora quickly toddles over, wrapping her little arms around Gunnar’s leg. Revna covers her mouth as she erupts in giggles. Tora has no understanding that she shouldn’t call her grandfather a wolf in front of everyone, but looking around it seems no one has noticed.

Gunnar swings Tora up in his arms, much to the delight of the toddler. He gives her playful kisses on her cheeks tickling her with his beard until she is giggling so hard her face reddens. “You are going to be a good girl for your móðir, aren’t you. Stay out of the mud puddles.” Gunnar gives Tora a playfully serious look.

“Father…you know that’s near impossible.” Revna teases. “…she’s too stubborn.”

“Hm…I wonder where she gets that from?” Gunnar raises an eyebrow at his daughter. Amusement radiating in his eyes.

Revna glances towards Finan jokingly, even though she knows she is just as stubborn as him. They all share a laugh before Gunnar sets Tora back down so she can go play with Hati.

“I am truly happy for both of you.” Revna says as she takes Gunnar’s and Cinaed’s hands, giving them both a little squeeze.

Gunnar takes Revna in his arms for a soft embrace, being mindful of little Runa sleeping in her wrap. “Thank you, little raven. For everything…”

“Of course, father… your happiness is my happiness.” Revna gives her father a tender smile. “Both of you enjoy the rest of your evening.” Revna gives them a little nod, before bowing out.

She smiles when she sees her father take his husband’s hand and says, “I’m ready, baby…”

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Waking in Gunnar’s arms the following morning, the prince peeks his eyes open to see a soft lit horizon, the skies barely showing the signs of the dawn. The two of them are nestled in their nighttime furs at the base of the tree in the meadow, and Cinaed’s curls are still just slightly damp from their late night bath in the river. He smiles and rolls towards Gunnar, immediately kissing his bearded jaw.

“Hi… husband.” The prince says softly as the Northman opens his eyes.

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After several rounds throughout the night, along with bathing and eating, Gunnar and Cinaed drift off in a well needed rest. Both of their bodies sated and exhausted. He wrapped his arm around his beloved’s waist as Cinaed laid with his back against Gunnar’s chest, the warrior’s knot holding them together for the last time before the moon descended beyond the horizon. He’s not sure when it released them since sleep carried them off quickly afterwards. Gunnar’s hand instinctively stayed on his mate’s belly in a loving and protective hold.

A smile curls the Northman’s lips when Cinaed kisses his beard, his eyes barely peeking open. “Morning…husband.” He says, his voice sleep rough.

A low growl rumbles from his chest when he pulls his mate closer, their chests brushing each other, while the warrior nuzzles his nose against Cinaed’s neck. His lips tease his husband’s skin with soft kisses. The scent rolling off his husband is addicting, and he can’t get enough.

“We’re going to stay here, just like this, all day…right?” Gunnar growls even though his lips are twitching into a smirk. He’s only teasing his mate. If Cinaed would prefer to return to their cottage and continue their honeymoon in the comfort of their home he would be happy to do so.

Whatever his husband feels most comfortable with, Gunnar will provide.

His fingers softly trail down Cinaed’s side as he looks lovingly into his mate’s glowing amber eyes. “How are you feeling this morning?” Gunnar asks with concern in his voice. He can imagine his mate is quite sore after all the times they made love during the night, but he’s also curious if anything feels different. Besides the new scent mingling with his.

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“Good morning,” Cinaed grins at Gunnar’s rough, sleepy voice. He closes his eyes again when the Northman trails his lips against his neck, the touch giving him a hint of goosebumps.

“You want to stay here in the wilderness?” The prince grins again and gives a little chuckle.

“I want our hearth… our bed. I want to look at all my shiny things.”

Just as he says it, Cinaed’s eyes go wide and his hand searches the furs until he finds his amethyst crystal. He relaxes when it’s in the palm of his hand again.

“I feel good…” the prince tenderly smiles at the look Gunnar gives him, his gaze sparkling.

“Very good. Perhaps a little tender. Nothing a warm bath won’t help.”

Nuzzling a little closer, Cinaed looks up at Gunnar with a sultry doe eyed gaze as the light on the horizon grows a little. “… and how do you feel?”

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Gunnar’s smirk deepens when his mate says that he wants their hearth, and bed, and of course his shiny things. The warrior softly snickers when Cinaed’s eyes go wide and he searches for the crystal he gave him. Warmth floods his chest to see how happy the amethyst mades his husband.

“Can’t forget the celebration being held in our honor tonight as well….or can we?” Gunnar’s eyebrow rises with a mischievous look in his eyes. They might be able to spare an hour or so. Maybe.

“Then I will make sure you get a warm bath to help soothe any soreness you might have.” Gunnar gives his mate a doting look and a tender smile.

Butterflies flutter in the warrior’s stomach as his husband nuzzles in closer to him. The doe-eyed look Cinaed gives him has his breath catching in his throat. Reaching up, Gunnar gentle pushes a stray lock of curls from his beloved’s face before he nuzzles his nose with him.

“I feel amazing. I get to wake up to the most beautiful man in my arms, every morning, for the rest of my life.” Gunnar purrs before placing a gentle kiss on his husband’s lips.

“Are you hungry? Should we eat before we pack up and head home?” The warrior asks as he nuzzles his nose against Cinaed’s. His mate’s wellbeing at the forefront of his mind.

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Cinaed grins again and bites his lower lip as Gunnar mentions the celebration in their honor tonight. “Gunnar, oh my god… insatiable.” The prince snickers.

“We’ll go. Just for a little while! I want the food!” Cinaed snickers again. He’s been so famished the past few days of his heat that there’s no way he’s turning down a feast. He’ll just ride his lover to oblivion afterward, when they have the cottage to themselves, since his body isn’t quite convinced yet that they’ve succeeded in their mission. At least it doesn’t feel like it!

Cinaed returns Gunnar’s little kiss and nuzzles his nose back before burying his own against his lover’s cheek, the Northman’s attention instantly flaring that instinct within the prince to scent bathe him again.

“So sweet to me…” Cinaed purrs. “I’m the luckiest in the world… I promise to make you so fucking happy…”

Distracted as he nuzzles the Northman’s cheek with a little head bump, Cinaed returns his gaze again a moment later with a beaming smile. “I could eat!”

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“What!? I can’t help it…you make me that way.” Gunnar feigns a shocked expression, while barely hiding a grin.

“Alright, fine…we”ll go.” The warrior grumbles playfully. He really doesn’t mind going, and he told Finan they would be there. It just might be a struggle to keep his hands from wandering over his mate. Especially with his delicious scent and gorgeous body.

Gunnar bites back a chuckle when Cinaed nuzzles into his cheek. It’s adorable how he tries to scent him every chance he gets. Almost as if he’s territorial and wanting to make sure everyone knows they are a bonded pair. The alpha inside the warrior absolutely loves it. His mate staking his own claim. Although most of their friends and family won’t even notice it since they don’t have the sharpened senses like they do.

“You already do, baby. Every moment I spend with you makes me so fucking happy, I feel like I’m going to burst.” Gunnar grins.

“Alright, little fox. Let’s eat…” Gunnar purrs as he sits up in the furs. The cool morning air causing goosebumps to flare on his skin. Or maybe it’s from the buzz he still feeling in his body from all the times they made love during the night.

Pulling over the basket of treats, Gunnar sets out some of the meats, cheeses, bread and fruit. “Eat your fill, baby.” The Northman smiles at the small bounty set before them. His mate truly thought of everything for their special night. Grabbing a bottle of wine, he pours some in two mugs and sets one before Cinaed before taking a sip of his own.

Gunnar watches with a twinkle in his eyes as his love sits up and pulls a fur over his head like he did the night before. Almost like he is hiding. Perhaps it’s a trait he picked up from his fox. Whatever it is, Gunnar thinks it’s adorable. Glancing around their nest a smirk plays at the warrior’s mouth. There are a lot of furs to pack back home, but at least they were cozy throughout the night.

Closing his eyes, Gunnar smiles when hints of lavender float towards him on the breeze. His wolf also takes notice as a feeling of protectiveness comes over him. Not to mention the flood of warmth in his chest. He feels something small and round press against his lips. A smile comes to his mouth as he opens and his husband place a blackberry on his tongue. Gunnar lets out a pleased hum as he bites into the juicy fruit. His eyes slowly open as he gazes adoringly at his mate.

“Perfect, baby…just like you.” Gunnar purrs as he leans in and places a tender kiss on Cinaed’s lips.

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Cinaed absolutely beams as Gunnar calls him by his nickname and works on setting out their little breakfast. He loves that nickname— because the Northman gave it to him. Because Gunnar is truly the only one who’s seen him in Fox form, and he understands him, like no one else can.

The prince shrouds himself with a fur, pulling it over his head and around his chest and bundling up. He makes sure his little purple crystal is in his direct vision in front of him. Cinaed then notices when Gunnar closes his eyes, so he grabs a blackberry and holds it to his lips just under his nose and grins when his lover lets him place it on his tongue.

“Cute,” the prince purrs with a beaming smile, musing about the way Gunnar so adoringly looked at him. He smooches him back and literally scoots closer to him, their knees slightly touching.

“You know what I’ve been craving?” Cinaed asks him.

“Pears. Do you like pears? Oh my god, I love pears.” The prince says a bit giddily. That same energy he’s had the past few days — a little silly, and loopy.

“I like bread a lot too. Obviously. And you know what? I want soup. Or stew. Or both. Can we have both?” Cinaed asks him, his eyes sparkling. He’s not even thinking about the feast yet — he’s damn near starving, even with all the foods set before him. All sorts of cravings.

“I guess soup and stew are pretty much the same… but… Oooh we could roast a chicken!”

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“What’s that, baby?” Gunnar barely has to ask as Cinaed starts telling him about his favorite foods. An amused smile coming to the warrior’s face as he listens intently, nodding his head. He barely contains a chuckle when his mate goes from fruit to bread and then to soup, or stew, or both. The Northman quirks an eyebrow when Cinaed mentions roasting a chicken.

“Hmm…cravings?” A mischievous look comes to the warrior’s eyes as he mulls over his mate’s words. First the scent of lavender and now a list of foods he’s craving. If he had any doubts about their success in breeding last night, they are quickly whittling away.

“We can stop at the market when we go to the fortress and pick you up some pears.” Gunnar offers giving his love an adoring look. He doesn’t mind pears, but his preference by far is berries. “…oh and some fresh baked bread.”

“We can have both soup and stew. We still have the deer hanging in the meat shed that we can use to make either…or I mean both. If you ask Revna, she has a amazing recipe for a venison and mushroom soup that I’m sure she would be happy to share with you. If I remember correctly it has a creamy base.” Gunnar grins when Cinaed’s eyes light up with the prospect of a new soup to try.

“Perhaps we can ask Ronan if he has a chicken…or a rooster, he wants to get rid of.” Gunnar chuckles remembering when Ronan complained about the noisy roosters waking him up in the morning.

“Whatever you desire, baby, I will make sure you have.” Gunnar tilts his head as he takes his mate’s hand in his, bringing it to his lips for a kiss. Gods, he can already feel the excitement bubbling in his chest. His desire to provide for his mate, and their babe.

After they finish their morning meal, Gunnar helps his mate clean up their nest before holding out his hand for Cinaed to take.

“C’mere, little fox…” Gunnar husks in a deep tone. He guides his mate to straddle his lap before wrapping his arms around him. Gods, it feels good holding his mate close.

“Anything you want or need, don’t hesitate to ask. I want to provide for you.” Gunnar softly says as he looks deeply in his mate’s beautiful eyes. “…and don’t ever be afraid to tell me if things feel different or strange. I will be at your side every step of the way.” The warrior softly cups his husband’s cheek, bringing him in for a gentle kiss.

“Now shall we clean up the nest and head home?” Gunnar asks with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes.

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As Gunnar says the word cravings, Cinaed shrugs and shakes his head. Yeah… cravings for everything. Literally everything.

“I haven’t had a pear since I was in Irland before we met. God I want a pear. We’ll pick up some more berries too!”

As Gunnar mentions Revna’s venison mushroom soup, the prince’s mouth drops open and he swears it starts watering.

“Oh my god, yes…”

Even with all the bites of food set before him, Cinaed’s mind drifts further, almost like he’s in a trance. Yeah, chicken. Bread…

“Alright,” Cinaed smiles as Gunnar kisses his hand. Gods, he’s so tender. So handsome and perfect. So alluring… and without him to keep them on track, Cinaed probably would have got lost in his breakfast and thoughts of food and home. He helps Gunnar pick up their nest, keeping close track of some of his shiny things. He then grins brightly as the Northman pulls him into his lap.

“Oh baby don’t tempt me…” The prince beams before returning the softest kiss. In truth, many things feel different and strange, but Cinaed feels more like himself than he ever has. Completely content.

“Yes!” Cinaed chimes out before standing from Gunnar’s lap.

“Let’s go home. Woo hoo!” He rings out, grabbing a nice little nestled pack of their furs while Gunnar grabs the food basket. It’s not too far to their little cottage, but the walk is absolutely beautiful. The sun is raising in the sky and the temperature is warming. Cinaed looks at Gunnar, his beautiful blue eyes shining back at him, and he realizes then what’s happened and his heart absolutely melts.

I’m married.

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A soft chuckle rumbles from the warrior’s chest at his mate’s excitement to return home. Grabbing the basket of food, Gunnar watches as Cinaed grabs the bundle of furs. The walk home is beautiful, or maybe he is just seeing it in a new light. The birds chirp in the trees as they seek out their morning meal, and the soft breeze gently rustles his husband’s gorgeous curls.

My husband..

Gunnar shakes his head as a big grin comes to his face. He still can’t believe Cinaed is his. His mate, his husband, his lover. He feels like he’s floating in the clouds with how happy he is. His heart has never felt as full as it does at this moment.

When they near their cottage, Gunnar notices a strange scent in the air. He wouldn’t say an unfamiliar scent, just one he has never noticed close to their home. Protectiveness flares in his chest as he holds out his arm stopping Cinaed. Whatever it is, he wants to check out before he allows his mate to go any further.

“Wait here a moment…” Gunnar softly says with concern in his voice.

Setting the basket of food on their doorstep, Gunnar cautiously opens the door to their cottage, peeking inside. What he sees brings a smile to his face as he lets out a sigh of relief. Returning to Cinaed’s side, Gunnar takes the furs from his hands and sets them down on the ground.

“All is clear, but there is a surprise waiting for us…” Gunnar reassures his mate as his eyes twinkle in merriment. “But first, we do this the right way…”

Scooping his husband up in his arms, bridal style, Gunnar carries Cinaed over the threshold of their cottage. He chuckles at the look of surprise on his mate’s eyes and the giggles that fall from his mouth. When he carries Cinaed inside they are greeted with a path of rose petals leading from the door to their chambers. Candles are burning low in various places throughout the cottage, creating a romantic glow. In their chambers is more rose petals spread across the bed, and what was surely a warm bath waiting for them in the tub. Another basket full of goodies waits on their kitchen table.

“Someone went to a lot of trouble to give us a special homecoming.” Gunnar smiles as he sets his husband on his feet. Pulling him into his embrace, Gunnar gives his love a deep kiss.

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As soon as Gunnar notices the scent, Cinaed’s nose twitches as well, his nostrils flaring as he naturally tips his head up. When the Northman beckons him to wait, he instantly wants to follow him— to not let distance grow between them, but he obeys.

… roses?

Cinaed thinks he’s picking up on the right scent, but he’s unsure. He’s still attuning to his new senses.

“A surprise?” The prince grins before Gunnar grabs him up like he’s feather light. Jesus, he’s strong. Cinaed can’t help but giggle at the strength of his alpha, the way that he is so fearsome and yet so gentle with him. As his husband carries him inside, the prince gazes at their surroundings in soft wonderment. It had to have been Revna, with such beautiful detail and the grace with which everything was left.

“Oh my god, just what I needed…” Cinaed mutters before Gunnar pulls him into a kiss. It’s commanding, like an alpha should be. Utterly consuming and claiming. As the prince pulls away a little breathless, he steps backward and gives Gunnar a sultry amber gaze, grabbing his tunic and pulling it up off his shoulders before moving for the laces of his breeches and dropping them.

“It’s good to be home.” Cinaed purrs, giving Gunnar a teasing little gaze as he steps into the tub. It’s still warm, and it feels magnificent. It smells even better — like roses.

“What are you waiting for? Come here,” the prince grins as he sits down in the tub, extending his hand for the Northman’s.

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Gunnar bites back a chuckle. A warm bath does sound amazing, especially for his husband whom he is sure might be a little sore from last nights activities. The smell of roses in the air making it that much more romantic. This kiss he shares with Cinaed is consuming and claiming, leaving them both breathless. The sultry look in Cinaed’s eyes causing heat to pool in the warrior’s belly.

Gods, could he be any more sexy…

The Northman’s eyes follow Cinaed’s movements. Mesmerized as he watches his tunic fall to the floor quickly followed by his breeches. Gunnar’s trousers suddenly feel tight as his length starts to fill with arousal. The moon may no longer be visible, but he can still feel the effects of it. A low growl rumbles from his chest when his mate gives him a teasing glance as he steps into the tub.

“I…uh…” Gunnar shakes his head as a sheepish smile comes to his face when Cinaed asks what he’s waiting for. Gods, he could stand here all day and just stare at his lover and drink him in, he’s that beautiful. Hel, he’s almost glowing.

Quickly ripping off his tunic, Gunnar lets it drop to the floor before almost shredding his laces. As soon as they are loosened he lets out a soft sigh once the pressure is released from his hardening cock.

“Scoot forward a bit, and I’ll get in behind you…” Gunnar requests as he takes Cinaed’s hand. The moment he steps into the warm water a soft moan falls from his lips.

“Gods…it feels amazing.” The warrior smiles with a look of pleasure in his eyes. Sitting behind Cinaed, Gunnar wraps his arms around him and pulls him flush against his chest. “…but not nearly as amazing as you feel.” He purrs while softly kissing along Cinaed’s neck.

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The prince gives Gunnar a teasing little smirk as he scoots forward in the tub for him, already having received the perfect view of his stunning physique and his hardening cock. Gods, he loves that. How quick the Northman is to arouse, even just by discarding their clothing. As soon as Gunnar pulls him flush against his chest, the prince fervently sighs and leans back against him.

“It does feel amazing.” He purrs. The way Gunnar kisses his neck lets Cinaed know that his husband definitely knows his weakness. He wonders if he does it on purpose, or if he simply likes it, just like the prince can’t get enough of nuzzling into him.

Fuck, he is so distracting. As soon as he saw his lover without his breeches, he instantly wanted to wrap his lips around his cock. Gods, he could spend a lifetime worshipping him… and perhaps he should, right now. Fucking kneel at his feet and let Gunnar feel all the glory he deserves… over and over. The honeymoon is far from over, and seemingly the effects of the full moon as well.

“Do you think I’m pretty?” Cinaed purrs as he places his hand firmly on Gunnar’s thigh in the water, trailing it up his skin. “Is that why you’re so quick to be ready for me?”

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“You’re more than pretty, you are gorgeous and sensual, and just looking at you has heat instantly coursing through my body.” Gunnar replies with an impish grin as his lips trail against his husband’s jaw. He truly can’t help himself. He sees his husband’s gorgeous body and he instantly gets hard.

A soft hum falls from Gunnar’s mouth as Cinaed’s hand trails up his thigh. It’s almost a tease. So close to his hardness, but not quite close enough. Just when he thinks Cinaed is going to touch him, his husband trails his hand back towards his knee. The warrior lets out a soft groan when that happens.

“Careful, little fox…” a low growl falls from Gunnar. “…if you keep teasing me like that, I’ll take you right here in the tub.”

When Cinaed looks back at him with a mischievous look in his glowing amber eyes, Gunnar quirks an eyebrow. It almost looks like he is challenging him, perhaps to see if the warrior will follow through with his threat. Surely his husband knows better by now.

Wrapping his arm around his mate’s waist, Gunnar’s hand sinks down between his legs. Cinaed’s own hardness bobbing in the water as Gunnar moves past his cock and finds his sweet spot between his legs.

“Mmm…you’re still so wet for me…” the Northman rumbles in Cinaed’s ear before diving a finger inside his tight heat. The sharp intake of breath from his husband brings a smile to the warrior’s face. “You want me to fuck you right here….don’t you? You want me to fill you with my knot.” The warrior husks.

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Teasing his lover as he moves his hand up and then down his muscular thigh, Cinaed bites his lower lip. Fuck, to be so relaxed and yet so insatiable in this moment. It’s never enough. The soft groan he hears fall from Gunnar’s lips spurs him on, so the prince continues his little teasing motions. His next words set Cinaed practically ablaze.

The prince looks back to Gunnar with a teasing amber gaze, wondering if his words are true. He gives him a little challenge with the sparkle in his eye.

Fucking do it. Take me.

It’s as if Gunnar can read his mind — hear his thoughts, or rather feel them. As soon as his lover’s hand dives between his legs, the prince gets goosebumps across his arms. He takes in a sharp breath when those long, skilled fingers dive inside him.

… fuck.

“I want you to fuck me right here.” Cinaed echoes his words, resisting the sudden urge to beg.

“… right here. Put it inside me.”

@gunnartjorvason

It doesn’t take much to open Cinaed up, especially with how much time Gunnar’s cock spent inside him during the night. Still, the warrior can’t help but grin each time his husband lets out a moan when his fingers brush over the sensitive spot inside him. Gods, he loves that sound.

With his own cock throbbing against Cinaed’s back, Gunnar lets out a low growl when his mate tells him to put it inside of him. Gunnar wants to chuckle at how insatiable they are, they can’t even make it through taking a bath without needing to fuck. Maybe it’s partly due to how soothing the warm water feels against their skin. How it’s soft caress causes their bodies to tingle in response. Whatever it is, the warrior is not one to complain. Quite the opposite. He loves it.

“Turn around for me, baby…” Gunnar softly requests as he pulls his fingers free. “…get on my lap.” When his husband does as requested, Gunnar scoots forward a bit to give Cinaed room to wrap his legs around his waist.

“Mmm…just like that.” The Northman praises as he takes his cock in one hand, while his other hand cradles his love’s arse. Lining himself up at Cinaed’s entrance, he slowly guides his mate down on his cock.

“Fuck, baby…” Gunnar breathes as Cinaed’s heat slowly engulfs him. The water rippling around them from the movements. “So fucking tight…no matter how many times I fill you.”

When he bottoms out, Gunnar takes in a shuddering breath. Fuck it feels so good. The warm water lapping at his skin and his mate’s heat wrapped around his cock.

“So perfect…” the warrior purrs as he guides his mate’s mouth to his. The kiss is deep, fervent, and just as heated as their joined bodies. A soft hum vibrates the warrior’s throat. This is bliss. Having his husband wrapped around him in more ways than one while they enjoy a relaxing bath. Gunnar’s hips leisurely rocking against his lover.

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The prince straddles his lover’s lap and lets him handle him however he pleases, gently aiding him in guiding himself down against his cock with hands anchored at the Northman’s shoulders. Cinaed instantly dips his head back and closes his eyes, feeling the utter relief wash over him. He was a bit tender this morning, but he craves it still. So deeply.

The prince whimpers as he feels Gunnar bottom out inside him, the warmth of the water surrounding them making his body nice and pliable, perfectly molded to his lover’s as he wraps tightly around his already throbbing cock.

“… fuck.” Cinaed whispers. “I-I’ve never…”

Of course he’d never felt it this way before or done something like this, and Gunnar will know that. But fuck… it’s so amazing. The prince is instantly obsessed as he softly rolls his hips atop the Northman’s lap, his arse resting on his lover’s strong thighs. The combination of both of their leisurely movements makes Cinaed blush, hard and his body start to light up like tinder.

“Baby…” the prince sighs fervently. “… it’s so good.”

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Seeing the blush color his mate’s skin brings a smile to the warrior. Gods, Cinaed looks mesmerizing with the water droplets running down his chest and the glow of pleasure in his eyes. Gunnar grips his bottom in both of his hands as he grinds his mate down on his cock. The friction being buried inside him has the Northman rocking his hips against causing the water to ripple around them. He never imagined it would feel so good in the bath tub, having the warm soothing water around them while he’s buried to the hilt inside his husband. But now he thinks it might be one of his new favorite places to fuck.

“It’s better than good…” Gunnar grins as his voice gets deeper. A low growl threatening to rumble from his throat.

There is no rush in their movements, but it doesn’t make it any less rapturous. It’s like a slow building pleasure. The kind that starts heavy and deep inside their cores, and spreads to their hands and feet. Gunnar hums his approval as his head leans back on the edge of the tub. Gods, he could just close his eyes and ride this feeling for as long as he can.

“I love this…having you wrapped around me. So tender and gentle, but sparking an inferno inside me.” Gunnar softly murmurs as he looks into his mate’s eyes.

Wrapping his arms around Cinaed, Gunnar pulls him against his chest wanting the extra skin on skin contact. He nuzzles his nose against his husband’s neck, the scent of roses mingling with the bouquet of flowers his mate already emits. Gunnar claims Cinaed’s lips in another deep, consuming kiss. His teeth gently nipping at his bottom lip.

“Gods, I love you, baby…”

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As they slowly move against each other and water ripples around them, Cinaed lets out a little moan as Gunnar stokes the absolute fire inside him. The prince kisses him over and over, deeply and fervently until their breaths start turning to pants against each other’s lips. Cinaed can’t resist scenting him again, especially while Gunnar is inside him — so he nuzzles his nose against his cheek, then his neck, shuddering when his husband does the same.

Cinaed bites his bottom lip at his lover’s words as he runs his hands down Gunnar’s chest, his amber eyes so obviously admiring every curve of his muscles. “God, you look amazing like this.” The prince rasps out softly. “So fucking strong…”

As Gunnar pulls him close, Cinaed quickly gets lost against his lips again and moans into his mouth with each kiss, the trail of his lover’s tongue against his own making him feel that flush of heat to his chest again. The two of them can’t help but move a little more fervently against each other, and the prince digs his fingertips into the Northman’s skin as he starts to go harder and deeper.

Fuck.

Water splashes quickly as they grab for each other as if they can’t get close enough. Cinaed feels his core flutter on each deep stroke, and in this moment the bath is already an afterthought. He needs more. Gods, to be closer if it was even possible. He could live against Gunnar like this.

The prince finally giggles breathlessly as a shelf of water tips over their bathing tub, Gunnar almost restlessly grabbing for him to keep him close regardless of the mess they’re making.

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A soft blush colors the Northman’s cheeks at his husband’s appraisal. The path of his hands on the warrior’s chest leaving fire in their wake. Gunnar’s own hands trail up and down Cinaed’s back, caressing, gripping, mapping every inch. Trailing one of his hands lower as it glides along his mate’s crease to the junction of their joining. Touching his cock as it slides back and forth inside his lover.

“Mine…” Gunnar growls. “Always mine.”

His motions become more fervent. Harder. Deeper. As if he can’t get close enough even though Cinaed is wrapped around his cock and his body. His mate’s hard cock sandwiched between their stomachs, seeking friction as throbs. If it wasn’t for the water surrounding them, Gunnar is sure there would be a pool of precum on his belly where his husband’s cock is leaking. He almost regrets the water stealing his chance to taste his mate’s essence. He’ll just have to make up for it later.

Gunnar grins when he hears Cinaed’s giggle as water splashes onto the floor. They are making a mess, but he doesn’t care. Not when it feels this good. Not when he is buried this deep inside his husband. The slick wetness causing their bodies to glide effortlessly against each other.

Tingling starts at the base of his cock as he gets closer to his release. His fingers touching where they are joined feeling the start of his knot beginning to expand. Gunnar lets out another low growl as he thrusts in and out until the knot becomes to engorged to do so without hurting his mate. Giving Cinaed one last hard thrust, Gunnar buries himself inside, his breaths coming out in pants as he grinds against his love.

“Gods, baby…I’m right there.” Gunnar stutters out, so close to falling over the edge. His stones draw up just waiting for the moment Cinaed clenches around him, squeezing the release from his cock. Taking his husband’s cock in his hand the warrior strokes him. Trying to tip him over the edge.

“Cum for me, little fox…squeeze my knot. Take my seed.” Gunnar grunts as he grinds himself even deeper.

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Cinaed’s giggles quickly give way to little whimpers as his lover grips his body and goes a little harder. To anchor to each other like this is almost an obsession, and the prince finds himself craving more and more, entirely focused on the joining of their bodies and how incredible it makes him feel. He can feel Gunnar tipping closer, the way his cock grows bigger inside him, and the sensation of it drives him that much closer as well.

“Oh, fuck.” Cinaed rasps out as Gunnar’s knot swells inside him.

“Oh my god. Yes. Please…”

As soon as the Northman grabs his cock and gives it firm strokes, the prince whimpers and buries his face in Gunnar’s neck. It’s just what he needed. More than that, it’s fucking madness.

“Fuck fuck fuck…” the prince whispers in little pants as Gunnar grinds inside him and strokes him at the same time. “Please, yes… you’re going to make me cum…”

As his orgasm ravages him, the prince lets out an aching moan and spasms around Gunnar’s knot, his fingertips digging into his muscular back. Then, he can’t help himself— he sinks his teeth into his mate’s neck. The way Gunnar groans quickly makes Cinaed worry that he hurt him, so a few seconds later and with a few steady breaths he pulls away to see the little spots of blood left behind by his teeth.

“Oh my god. Baby, I’m so sorry!” the prince chimes out as his fingertips gently examine his lover’s neck.

“… shit. I didn’t know I would do that!”

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As soon as his mate starts cursing, Gunnar knows he’s about to fall over the edge. The warrior’s big hand grips Cinaed’s arse as he buries himself as deep as he can, his other hand still stroking his love’s cock. The spasming around his knot send a white hot bolt of pleasure to his core and the Northman can’t hold back any longer. A deep growl rumbles from his chest as the first spurt of cum coats his love’s insides.

“Gods, yes, baby…” Gunnar rasps as he’s swept up in his climax.

The pleasure intensifies when he feels a prick of pain on his neck. Teeth sinking into his flesh. Gunnar lets out a soft groan as the two sensations mingle, the pain heightening the pulsing of his knot making his release drag out even longer. But more than that, he feels a flare of warmth in his chest. Almost like a door that was cracked open is suddenly taken off its hinges. The pair bond between him and his husband strengthening. His wolf is gnashing at his chest, howling at the invisible moon. The alpha has been claimed.

A torrent of emotions crash through Gunnar, none stronger than the fierce, soul-deep love that consumes him entirely. Pleasure drums through his veins like thunder. His bond with his mate was forged in steel and tempered in fire. Unbreakable, untouchable, eternal. The Northman is so swept up in the tidal wave that it takes him a moment to come down from the high. To hear the worry and concern in Cinaed’s voice.

“Hey, hey…there’s nothing to apologize for.” Gunnar quickly cups his husband’s cheeks, bringing his eyes to his. “It felt…amazing. So…Gods, I don’t even know how to put it into words.” The warrior shakes his head as a happy grin comes to his face.

“It felt like what I’m sure you felt when I gave you your mark…” Gunnar purrs, a little smirk coming to his lips as he reaches up to brush a drop of blood from the corner of Cinaed’s mouth. He leans in to gently kiss his mate.

“Trust me…my wolf is very happy…”

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Cinaed scans Gunnar’s icy blue eyes back and forth as he speaks, the concern for his mate stronger than anything else despite the shudders and panted breaths still wracking his body. The prince mirrors the Northman’s grin to see him so happy.

As Gunnar brushes the drop of blood from Cinaed’s lip, the prince is still processing what exactly just happened.

“Wait…” the prince whispers, looking at Gunnar’s neck again.

“I… marked you? I marked you! Oh my god!” Cinaed grins again and nuzzles their noses together. Gods, that is so amazing. He did it on instinct. He didn’t even know that he could. Would this be a permanent claim, like the one he wears on his own neck? A silvery, moon lit scar?

“Gunnar, I love you so much...” The prince purrs, giving his lover a deep kiss.

“… and now?” He asks excitedly. “Will it stay? Show others that you’re mine?”

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“Yes, you marked me…” Gunnar softly chuckles. Seeing the bewildered look in his mate’s eyes brings even more warmth to his heart. He can feel the bite pulsing in time with the pulsing of his knot, making the sensation feel even stronger. He is curious if it will make their pair bond even stronger, now that they have both given and received a mating mark. From just what he’s felt so far, that would be a yes. He can sense the questions swirling in his husband’s mind. The surprise that he acted on instinct and claimed his alpha. Curiosity on whether the scar will remain.

“I love you too, baby…so damn much.” Gunnar grins into Cinaed’s deep kiss, getting lost for a moment in the taste of his mate on his tongue.

“It should stay….but you can always bite me again just to be sure.” A little smirk plays at Gunnar’s lips as he tickles his mate’s sides. He quickly stops with a hiss when Cinaed clenches around his knot. “Fuck…” he releases a panting breath as he rolls his hips against Cinaed, a big smile lighting up his face. Gods, his knot is so sensitive, but damn it feels so good.

“Everyone will know your alpha has been claimed.” Gunnar nuzzles his nose with his mate, feeling beyond happy.

Looking around at the mess of water on the floor, Gunnar lets out a another chuckle. “Sorry, baby…we’ll clean it up once my knot releases us. In the meantime, you can rest against my chest.” The warrior purrs, wrapping his arms around his mate and holding him tight against him.

“I’m curious if I’ll have the same visceral response you have when the mark is touched…” Gunnar muses. He knows when he touches or kisses Cinaed’s mark it sends a shudder through his lover’s body. It calms him when he is anxious, and it also stirs the heat in his body wanting to fuck. The last part brings a wry grin to the warrior’s face. Gods, if his body responds like Cinaed’s, he’ll be sporting an erection almost all the time. A soft snicker escapes him.

“Behave…” He cocks an eyebrow at Cinaed, despite the mischievous look in his eyes.

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Cinaed licks his lips and grins when Gunnar tries to tickle him and it backfires on him. Fuck, he loves feeling him inside like this. They’ve never been locked together in a bath before. The water is still lukewarm, and it feels so good against the Prince’s skin. He can still smell the scent of roses throughout their cottage — mixed with evergreen and rain, completely rapturing his senses.

“Yeah. You’re right. Perhaps that was just a practice bite, hm?” The prince purrs teasingly. Gunnar looks so amazingly happy, and it’s so cute. It’s completely contagious.

“My poor floors…” Cinaed jests before giving the Northman a big smile and resting against his chest just like he suggested. He’s radiating heat like crazy, and so is Gunnar, but it feels so good. The pull of the full moon is still within its timeframe, for a day or two… perhaps more.

When Gunnar tells him to behave, of course Cinaed does the opposite. He gives Gunnar a teasing little look with his sparkly amber eyes and runs his lips up his lover’s jaw, slowly kissing and teasing until he reaches his neck.

Behave.

The word itself makes the prince crazy with lust and giddy with happiness. How can Gunnar expect him to behave? Perhaps the Northman knows him well. Too well.

As his lips get closer to Gunnar’s bite, Cinaed nips on his earlobe before slowly trailing his lips across the mark, then his tongue.

“Mine.” The prince purrs.

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Fuck…

Just the look in Cinaed’s eyes when Gunnar tells him to behave says it all. He can and will do the opposite, taking advantage of this new power he has over his alpha. Gods, who is he kidding. Cinaed has already had that power over him. His scent, his glowing amber eyes, his gorgeous body, have the power to bring the warrior to his knees. Have they not proven Gunnar can get hard just from a simple look from his beloved.

Gunnar sinks further into the water as Cinaed slowly kisses along his jaw. A half moan half growl falling from his lips as his mate teases his way to his neck. When he nips at his earlobe, Gunnar lets out a groan as his breaths get ragged.

“Baby…” he says in a warning tone, but it’s too late. Cinaed’s lips have already moved to the fresh mark. Gunnar sucks in a breath when he feels his mate’s tongue move across the bite. A shudder rolls down his spine and his cock twitches deep inside his lover. He has no doubt he would have been instantly hard if he wasn’t already. His knot still pulsing inside his husband.

Gunnar feels a tingling in his core as heat spreads from his belly when Cinaed says mine. The claim resonating in every inch of the warrior’s body. His wolf howls again internally from how good that sounds. Mine.

“Always yours…now and forever.” Gunnar purrs as his hands caress Cinaed’s back and bottom. He rolls his hips, a satisfied smile on his face feeling them still firmly locked together.

“Careful, little fox…keep that up and we won’t be getting out of this tub anytime soon.” Gunnar smirks.

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“… fuck.” Cinaed rasps out softly against Gunnar’s ear. He felt Gunnar’s body respond, deeper than just the subtle movements against him.

“Holy shit. This is madness! I marked you… I feel you. This is what you feel? From me?” The prince asks in wonderment. Ever since Gunnar made his own mark on him, they’d been undoubtedly connected. Cinaed could sense him, feel him even when they aren’t touching. But now, it has to be ten times stronger.

“Perhaps I want to stay in the tub…” Cinaed grins. This bonding time has been so special… so important. The prince can feel it. There’s something stirring inside him, undoubtedly. He just doesn’t know how to describe it yet.

Letting out a whine under his breath that sounds much like his red fox form, Cinaed nuzzles his nose against Gunnar’s cheek again, then his neck over the bite to scent him. His body keeps willing him to.

“Actually… take me to bed, please? I don’t even care if we dry off. The air will dry us.” The prince purrs.

Gunnar doesn’t waste any time lifting them out of the water at Cinaed’s request, dripping everywhere as the prince snickers. At least the Northman kicks a few cloth towels to the floor to soak up the water while he carries his mate over to the furs. It’s moments like this that they still can’t separate and they have to be content with it… and Cinaed is definitely content with it. As Gunnar sets him down, he has to hover above him to keep them locked.

“Your eyes,” the prince says softly as he looks up into Gunnar’s icy blues with tender admiration. Something is different.

“Baby, they’re glowing. Sparkling.”

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“Yes. This is what I feel from you.” Gunnar chuckles seeing the wonderment in his mate’s eyes. “Only now, it feels ten times stronger. Like we are truly one.” A smile lights up the Northman’s face as a feeling of bliss comes over him.

“You would, silly fox…” the warrior teases. Not that he has a problem staying in the tub either. It’s actually quite relaxing and soothing. Especially with his mate sitting on his cock. The heat radiating off their bodies keeping the water from getting too cold.

Gunnar secretly loves how Cinaed scents him, making sure that any other shifter will know they are a mated pair and not to mess with him. He’s been doing the same to Cinaed since before he even knew what he was. He loves burying his nose in his mate’s neck and sniffing their furs to breath in his alluring scent.

Biting back another chuckle at his husband’s change of mind, Gunnar quickly, but carefully lifts Cinaed from the water. When he stands, his mate naturally wraps his legs around the Northman’s waist making the transition from tub to bed easier with his knot still keeping them firmly locked together. Cinaed is so light in his arms, Gunnar moves him effortlessly. Before making his way to their furs, the warrior quickly kicks some drying clothes over the mess of water they made. His husband snickering in his arms brings a happy grin to Gunnar’s face.

Carefully laying Cinaed on the furs, Gunnar hovers over him taking in the sheen of water on his chest and abdomen. Fuck, he looks so beautiful…and smells even better.

“My eyes?” Gunnar quirks an eyebrow, curious what his mate is seeing. “Glowing? Sparkling?”

“Maybe this connection between us goes even deeper than we realize. Or maybe, it’s because you are my true mate and now your energy is flowing through me.” Gunnar muses in awe. He knows his eyes get a reddish glow sometimes under the full moon, or when he is filled with rage like when those Scots attacked them. But never have they sparkled or glowed in just his natural blue.

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Cinaed nods slowly, still looking into the sheer beauty of his mate’s eyes. He’s completely transfixed on them— mesmerized. Gods, they are now more inseparable than ever.

“Yes,” the prince purrs softly. “… but they are still blue. Shimmering and sparkling like the ocean.”

Running his hand up the Northman’s chest and tenderly to his neck, the prince beams up at him. Gods, he’s so fucking happy. He’s never felt this way before in his whole life.

Feeling his lover’s knot finally recede and mellow, the prince huffs a breath as his body adjusts and Gunnar carefully holds his hip as he pulls away from him. It’s such a deep connection both emotionally and physically that it takes a moment to come down from the high of it.

“Wait. Where’s my rock?!” The prince chimes out suddenly, furrowing his brows at Gunnar when the Northman chuckles at the shrill change in gus voice. The amethyst is right where he left it by their bedside, but Cinaed is obsessed with it, always making sure it never strays far. He calms when he lays eyes on it again. Perhaps his heat is still making him a little… crazy. But as soon as he holds his amethyst again, he curls a fur around himself and over his head and gives Gunnar an endearing little look.

“You’re very handsome…” he purrs to him.

“Have I told you how much I love when we do that?” He smirks, referring to their mating.

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“Like the ocean, huh?” A smirk curls Gunnar’s lips imagining what his mate is describing. It sounds beautiful. Just like how his mate’s eyes glow and sparkle with flecks of gold in the amber making them look like sunlight flickering on the horizon.

Hovering over his husband, Gunnar makes no effort to move, letting Cinaed run his hand up his chest and to his neck. Gods, he could stay like this all day, gazing in his mate’s eyes and witnessing the happiness reflected back to him. Fuck, it still feels like a dream. Being married to this gorgeous creature and being able to spend every moment by his side.

When his knot finally releases them, Gunnar lets out a low growl. He knows they can’t stay tangled like this forever, but it doesn’t stop his body from wanting to. He loves feeling Cinaed’s warmth wrapped around him. Not to mention the otherworldly connection between them that gets stronger day by day.

“Your rock?” Gunnar chuckles as Cinaed furrows his brows at him. “It’s right where you left it, baby.”

When Cinaed finds the amethyst and visibly calms from his near panic, Gunnar beams at him. If he would have known he would get this sort of reaction from a rock, he would have brought his love more sooner. Just seeing the happiness in his mate’s eyes when he holds the purple crystal brings a tickle to the warrior’s heart. Gunnar’s heart nearly melts when his mate pulls a fur over his head and shoulders. Fuck, it’s so adorable when he does that…

“As are you, little fox…but if you keep purring at me like that, we won’t be leaving these furs.” Gunnar’s eyes light up with mischief.

Gunnar lets out a low growl, then tackles his mate to the furs tickling him with his beard on his neck. “It’s dangerous to say those things to me…it’s makes me want to fuck you even more.” The warrior teases, eating up the giggles his mate lets out. As Cinaed struggles and squirms against him as he ravages his cheeks and neck with tickles. His little fox quickly figures out how to turn the tables on him. Nipping and licking his new mating mark.

“Fuck…” Gunnar rasps as suddenly heat floods his groin and all thoughts of tickling escape him.

“That’s not even fair…” the warrior feigns outrage as his bites back laughter.

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Amongst the chaos of Gunnar hovering above and tackling him again, Cinaed giggles at his relentless tickles and finally realizes why he does it. Not just to play with him, but to scent him, in his own way. The Northman does have a strength advantage on him — so Cinaed uses his own advantage, nipping and sucking on the fresh mark on Gunnar’s neck until he feels him shudder.

“Dangerous?” Cinaed purrs as he teases his mate’s neck and whispers in his ear. “You can fuck me as much as you want…”

Gunnar feels what he feels now, he can see it. It’s an amazing feeling, too.

The prince grins brightly as Gunnar says it isn’t fair. “You love it already! I can tell!”

Cinaed just wants to… worship him. As many times as necessary. And playing with him in their animal form or human form is so fun. When Gunnar goes to tickle him again, the prince’s eyes glow brighter and he gives him a little low growl, definitely less fearsome than the Northman’s.

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“Don’t tempt me…” Gunnar growls as a wave of arousal rushes over him. Fuck, their desire for one another is already so strong. Stronger than he has ever felt before, but now, with their claims it’s consuming every part of his being. He just barely pulled out of Cinaed and he already wants to bury himself back inside him.

“I love you…” Gunnar counters. “…and that includes being as close as possible to the one who holds my heart.”

Tickling his mate again, Gunnar lets out a low rumble of laughter when Cinaed growls at him. His low growl making the warrior’s heart melt and his cock twitch in interest. If his mate is trying to deter him, it’s having the opposite effect. Quite opposite. Gunnar can already feel his temperature rising as more heat pools in his belly.

Gods, he’s so fucking adorable.

“You know, if you growl at me, it’s just going to get me more riled up. But I have a feeling that’s your intention…” the warrior smirks as he tickles Cinaed’s side, reveling in the giggles his mate lets out.

It takes every bit of willpower to pull back and let his husband catch his breath. The flush of his skin, and his eyes glowing in merriment Gunnar could gaze upon for eternity. He loves seeing this side of his love. Loves being the one to bring that grin to his face.

“Before we tangle ourselves in the furs again, we should eat something…” Gunnar gives his mate an adoring look before sliding down and kissing his belly. “We have something special to nurture…” he softly murmurs as he scents Cinaed’s stomach, his heart bursting with love. The lavender scent is even stronger in this spot right below his husband’s belly button, and Gunnar feels like he could get lost in it.

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Cinaed’s growl quickly turns into a purr as he smiles brightly at Gunnar’s words and giggles as he teases his side with his hand. The prince is so in love, and as the Northman finally releases him and just gazes upon him, Cinaed looks up at him with little amber doe eyes and a smile that just doesn’t stop. Gods, to be so devoted is the honor of his life thus far.

Cinaed’s purrs get audibly louder as Gunnar nuzzles into his belly, and he closes his eyes. He felt strange when Revna touched him there — aversive, even before their mating during the full moon. But when Gunnar does it, it’s relaxing. Something about it could almost lull him to take a nap.

“Yes,” Cinaed smiles. “I’m hungry. Again.”

The prince’s appetite has always been healthy being so young, but right now it is so heavy. His cravings keep coming and going. It’s still a while yet till the feast, so Gunnar is right — he could use some nourishment right now. As they slowly get up from the furs and Cinaed finds some breeches to throw on, he strides to Gunnar and gives him a kiss, his purrs audibly radiating from his chest as he takes his hand and leads them out of their bed chamber and into their living area.

“Do you think Luca is alright?” Cinaed asks softly as he looks back at Gunnar.

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Placing another kiss on his mate’s belly, Gunnar looks up into Cinaed’s amber eyes and smiles. It feels so surreal, the idea of miracle taking root inside his husband. A pup that they created. Evidence of the intense love they have for one another. Gunnar can already feel in his heart that he is going to be obsessed with his mate’s belly. Touching, scenting and protecting what they have made.

Gunnar has to physically force himself to sit up, he just wants to kiss and caress Cinaed’s belly. Let this little spark of life know it is loved and wanted. Holding out his hand he helps Cinaed sit up, pulling him into a tender, loving, kiss.

“Let’s get you some food…” Gunnar grins. Rising from their furs, the warrior grabs a pair of trousers and slips them on. Reluctantly. His cock near protesting being confined again. He adjusted himself with a low growl, not missing the twinkle of mischief in his lover’s eyes when he notices his struggle. Gods, that purring sound Cinaed is making as he gives the Northman a kiss is not helping the situation.

Following Cinaed into the kitchen, Gunnar checks the cabinets for food, happy to find they have been freshly stocked with all of their favorites. He is definitely going to find a way to thank his daughter for all her thoughtfulness, making sure he and his husband have a wonderful honeymoon.

“Bacon? Eggs?” Gunnar asks. A little smirk coming to his lips at Cinaed’s eager nod. He sets out to prepare some scrambled eggs and cooks them over the fire with some bacon. When he returns to the kitchen and rummages through the cabinets, he is pleasantly surprised to find a basket full of fruit. Not just his favorite, berries, but also some apples, peaches and pears. A grin lights up his face as he pulls out a pear for his mate.

“Baby…look what I found.” Gunnar holds out the pear to Cinaed, a glowing smile on his face.

“I’m sure he is fine, but missing us like crazy.” Gunnar softly admits, feeling a little pang in his chest missing Luca himself. “But I know he’s in good hands, and he’s probably eating up all the attention from the girls.”

Pulling Cinaed in his arms, he can feel the worry in his mate’s heart for their little pup. “We’ll see him tonight and get to give him loves.” Gunnar reassures his husband.

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Cinaed smirks and his eyes twinkle at Gunnar’s predicament. His poor lover needs some rest from the prince’s voracious appetite, surely. But gods damn does he keep up perhaps better than Cinaed can. This full moon had been more than intense — and stronger than the ones past where Gunnar was just finding his footing as a wolf.

When Gunnar asks about bacon and eggs, the prince eagerly nods and gives his lover a beaming smile. Usually, he would tend at his side — prepare the table, wash and cut a few things, and the like. But in that moment Cinaed saunters over to their furs by the hearth and starts kicking and adjusting them, over and over until they resemble more of a circle. His amethyst has stayed in his hand since they were in the bedchamber, and he sets it in one of the rounded corners of the furs, memorizing where he put it. Then he grabs a stray tunic of Gunnar’s lying over a chair and puts it right in the middle, then kicks at it a little to bunch it up.

“Hm?” Cinaed hums softly as he turns his attention back to Gunnar, then he gasps.

“Oh my god, yes. Thank you!!”

The prince gives Gunnar a few smooches on his cheek before quickly moving for a knife to cut his pear. “Yeah, we’ll love on him… honestly he probably loves all that attention he gets, like you say. I think I could feel it if he was lonely or afraid. He must be feeling good…” Cinaed purrs with a little smile.

“He knows he is safe with his family, regardless. Revna is his sister, Tora and Runa are his nieces… he can smell your blood on them.”

Cutting the pear into a few pieces, Cinaed gives his first piece to Gunnar despite his own excitement. As he hands it to him, the look he gives him is one of deep love, his amber eyes glowing.

“Remind me that this is real, baby.”

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While Gunnar prepares the bacon and eggs, a warm feeling floods his heart watching his mate prepare a nest in the living area near the hearth. He bites back a grin when he notices the special spot Cinaed places the amethyst and when he grabs one of the Northman’s tunics placing it in the center. He might have to procure some more tunics since they keep disappearing, but as Gunnar chuckles internally he also knows he wouldn’t have it any other way. Whatever brings his husband comfort and happiness he happy to oblige.

The Northman chuckles when his mate gasps at the pear. It’s crazy to think they were just talking about how much Cinaed wanted one, and somehow it ended up in this basket of fruit. A giddiness comes over him when Cinaed peppers his cheeks with kisses before cutting his pear. Gunnar will make sure to pick up more of them at the market, just so he can see the excitement in his lover’s eyes.

“I think he and Revna are developing their own special bond…” Gunnar softly muses as he pulls the eggs and bacon off the fire. “…one not tarnished by resentment and anger.” The warrior almost whispers to himself as his thoughts flicker briefly to his sons that wanted nothing to do with their sister. Other than to hurt her. He pushes the thoughts away as quickly as they come, thankful for the love he shares with Cinaed and Luca. And soon another little one.

Gunnar raises an eyebrow when Cinaed offers him his first slice of pear, but it quickly morphs into a smile. His husband is so selfless, making sure he is taken care of as much as Gunnar takes care of him.

“Hmm…not bad. But not quite as good as my berries.” Gunnar tilts his head playfully as he eats the slice of pear.

Wrapping his arms around Cinaed from behind, Gunnar nuzzles into his neck. A soft sigh falling from his lips as he breathes deep of Cinaed’s delicious scent.

“It’s real, little fox. Very real…” Gunnar purrs against Cinaed’s neck as he places soft kisses.

“Now, let’s eat, before I decide to eat you instead…” the warrior lets out a soft teasing growl.

“Who am I kidding…I’ll still eat you…”

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Cinaed beams as Gunnar says let’s eat. He was enjoying his lover’s strong arms wrapped around him, but he is famished already. He winks at Gunnar’s gaze as he lets out that soft teasing growl, taking a seat opposite him at the table as they dive in.

“I do think they have a special bond. Luca and Revna.” Cinaed adds to the earlier conversation. “I trust her with him. More than anyone, possibly.”

Even though Gunnar just assured him that it is all very real, the mention of Revna sparks the prince’s curiosity again. He feels a little flutter in his stomach, perhaps just the nerves or anticipation at the thought of it all. Would she be able to tell him if it worked? Even speaking to her about it that day, the way she used her magic to tell them impossible things — it all seemed like a dream. Perhaps at the feast he can ask her about it, and she can assure him again that this is… really happening? Gunnar is much more attuned than he is— can he tell what’s going on in his belly? Is that why he nuzzled into him like that, or is it just the thought of it sparking his sweetness?

“… baby. It’s so good.” Cinaed purrs, grabbing a piece of bread from their table to go with his meat and eggs. He tries to dispel some of his thoughts, but it seems like his heat has a mind of its own. He feels so compelled to go back to the meadow already, for the den he was slowly digging at the base of the tree.

“I’d like to go back to the den tonight, after the feast. Dig a little further…” the prince says a little nervously, rubbing a hand through his curls. “If that’s alright.”

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Beaming at his husband, Gunnar reaches over and grabs a piece of bread as well. “I’m happy you like it. Someone went to a lot of trouble stocking our kitchen with food so that we would want for nothing during our honeymoon.”

“…but I still plan on picking up some more pears for you at the market. And anything else you desire.” The warrior winks at his mate. It makes him feel good being able to provide for his love.

Gunnar slides a hand on Cinaed’s thigh when he feels his mate’s nervousness. To ground him and make him feel safe.

“We can go there.” Gunnar reassures his husband sensing the pull in him to finish digging his den. He’s curious if it’s another sign that their night was successful. Cinaed feeling the urge to create a safe place for their pup.

“Would you like help digging?” Gunnar raises his eyebrow with a smile curling his lips. He is sure his big paws could make quick work of it. Unless, of course, this is something Cinaed feels he needs to do himself. “My wolf would be happy to help, if you feel comfortable with it.”

After they finish their meal, Gunnar cleans up the dishes. A smile coming to his face when there is nothing left over. His husband really was famished, and honestly it doesn’t surprise him. After staying up almost all night fucking, Cinaed’s heat, and the possibility that something took root inside of him, Gunnar can imagine he was quite hungry.

“Would you like to rest for a bit before we go to the feast? We were awake most of the night, and most likely will be again tonight. We still have a night or two of the moon’s affect.” Gunnar softly asks his mate. His concern for Cinaed’s well being showing in his eyes.

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Cinaed smiles when Gunnar mentions someone going to a lot of trouble for their honeymoon, taking the last bite of his pear. It’s true… he should do something special for her, and he will.

“That would be so kind of you, darling. But right now… I want for nothing but you.”

Cinaed jumps much like his fox would when Gunnar places his hand on his thigh, but damn does the feeling settle over him and he instantly calms, a desire growing already to scoot a little closer to his alpha.

“Sure! But um…” the prince furrows his brows, using his hands to demonstrate what a tight space it will be. “It needs to be… narrow. You can help me with the outside, but I can’t have you going all the way into it and down there.”

Cinaed shakes his head at himself. How does he even know how to create this so called den?

“… sorry. It’s for um.. predators.” The prince says, and he knows Gunnar understands. He’ll understand much more than Cinaed is understanding all of it, anyway. Why did he even start the den the day of their wedding? For what purpose? The prince is just so confused with all these changes.

“You think we’ll be up all night?” Cinaed asks with a little charming smile and sparkling eyes.

“Yes, baby. I would love to rest for a few hours. Can you stay close to me?”

It’s a silly question, really. But the prince can’t help but ask. What the hell has gotten into him? Now that food is settled in his belly, he is entirely ready for sleep. Hopefully he can behave himself at the upcoming festivities.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar nods his head in understanding when Cinaed describes the den. Just as he thought it’s to protect his mate and pup from predators so it will most likely be too tight for him to fit inside. His wolf will just have to guard it from the outside ensuring the safety of his love.

“I understand, baby. Whatever way I can help, I’ll be happy to do so. Even it’s just watching your adorable bottom as you kick dirt out.” A sly smile comes to Gunnar’s face. He honestly won’t complain, he loves his mate’s fox form and his cute tail and bottom.

“Um, yeah…you know when the moon rises I’m at it’s will. It may not be as strong tonight, but I’ll still feel the primal need to be inside my mate. Breeding you and filling you with my seed.” Gunnar gives Cinaed a playful little smirk.

“Hmm…it might be the only way to distract my mate from his mission. Keep you locked on my cock so you take little breaks.” Gunnar’s smirk deepens as a mischievous look comes to his eyes.

Offering Cinaed his hand, Gunnar helps him to rise from his seat before wrapping his arms around him. “I’ll stay as close as possible…” the warrior softly murmurs as he nuzzles into his husband’s neck. “Come now, I’ll tuck you in…”

Taking Cinaed’s hand, Gunnar leads him into their chambers. He considers dropping his trousers, but he’s concerned the temptation to take his mate again will be too strong. Cinaed needs rest to recharge his body, especially with his heat and the full moon making their own demands. He pulls back the furs for Cinaed to climb in, then Gunnar slides into bed behind him, wrapping his strong arm around his waist. Without even thinking, the Northman rests his hand on his mate’s belly, like he’s already guarding something precious.

“Rest, baby…I’ll be right here beside you.” Gunnar softly purrs.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed blushes instantly at Gunnar’s words about breeding and the pull of the moon. He very obviously feels the same. He couldn’t will himself away from that if he tried, and the best part is that the Northman makes him feel so safe during it. He always has, especially now with the intensity.

“I will want that too…” the prince purrs with his little blush and a smile.

“And I wouldn’t mind a few breaks here and there.” Cinaed grins as Gunnar takes his hand. He lets his husband lead him to the comfort of their bed chamber, and as he crawls into bed beside him it’s so damn comfortable. As his alpha rests his hand over his belly, the prince falls asleep instantly with his lover’s sensual breaths against his neck.

A few hours later, the prince whines softly like a fox under his breath and stretches his legs beneath the furs. He leans back against Gunnar for leverage as he stretches, taking his arm up around the Northman’s neck when he feels his grip tighten around him.

“Uh um,” The prince quietly hums a no as Gunnar pulls him closer and closer. “I need to wash my teeth!”

With a little yelp and a beaming smile, Cinaed relents and kisses him. His husband is mad with love sickness.

@gunnartjorvason

When he hears his mate’s steady breaths, Gunnar falls asleep with his nose tucked against Cinaed’s neck. Breathing in his husband’s scent calms the big warrior and he’s able to relax and rest knowing Cinaed is safe within his arms. A smile curls his lips even in sleep as he dreams of his little fox making a den. His cute little bottom wiggling as he digs out the dirt.

Gunnar isn’t sure how long they slept as he feels his mate lets out his soft little fox whines. When Cinaed stretches, leaning back against him, Gunnar’s hold around him tightens. A low growl rumbling in his throat at the heat that moves through him. Gunnar smiles when his husband reaches out and places his arm up around his neck. The Northman pulls him closer, ignoring Cinaed’s protest.

“Like that has ever stopped me, little fox.” Gunnar says in a deep gravelly voice, as he attempts to kiss his love. Cinaed’s yelp and smile bringing a grin to the warrior’s face when he finally relents. Gunnar claims him in a deep, consuming kiss. “…still like the sweetest honey.” He softly purrs against his mate’s lips.

“When should we head to the fortress for the feast?” The Northman softy asks. He can tell with the dimming light in their cottage that the sun is slowly making it’s descent. Part of him wants to just stay here, tangled with his husband, but another part wants to see their son and family and thank them for the most magical night.

“Do you think it would be too soon for Revna to see if we were successful?” Gunnar asks with a hopefulness in his voice. Not that knowing for sure will stop his need to breed his mate. He still has every intention of mating until the moon wanes. To satisfy that primal need inside of both of them.

@cinaedofulaid

“We should be getting ready now,” Cinaed snickers against his lover’s lips. He wiggles a little and it’s fruitless as the Northman spoons behind him.

“C’mon, my love!” The prince chimes out then with a grin, wiggling just enough to get out from under Gunnar’s arms. “The sooner we feast… the sooner I get to work on my den and mate with you again.”

Giving Gunnar a teasing gaze, the prince moves for their wardrobe and picks a shorter white tunic made of linen, and grabs some breeches that won’t have Gunnar’s fur all over them. As Gunnar asks the question about it being too soon for Revna to see if they were successful, Cinaed tilts his head.

“I… would really like to speak to Revna before the feast, regardless. Do you think we could find her?” Cinaed asks Gunnar, taking a look at his beautiful wedding ring and twisting it on his finger.

“Can you lead me to her? Like last time?” The prince asks with the same hopefulness.

“Gunnar, I’m just… too excited.” He grins.

“… And I want to know more.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Just a little longer…” Gunnar purrs against Cinaed’s lips, tightening his hold as his mate tries to squirm away. When Cinaed brushes against his cock, Gunnar sucks in a breath, momentarily distracted.

“Sneaky, little fox…” Gunnar groans when Cinaed slips from his hold. He struggles to bite back his grin seeing the excitement on his love’s face.

“…only if you promise.” The warrior purrs. He would much rather skip straight to the mating part, but it will be good to see their family. Gunnar just hopes he can keep himself in check until they are alone again.

Getting out of bed, Gunnar finds a clean pair of trousers and slips them on. He has to search around for one of his tunics, because they seem to all mysteriously disappear. After checking his mate’s nest he finds one that is clean, albeit a little wrinkly. Gunnar lets out a soft snicker as he pulls it on, smoothing it out the best he can.

“I’m sure we can find Revna. She’ll either be with the girls or in her healing chamber until it’s time for the feast.” Gunnar reassures his mate. He can feel the hopefulness inside his mate and his eagerness to know if he’s carrying. Gunnar feels it too.

“I am too, baby. I never would have imagined it possible for us to have a child of our own, but here we are.” Gunnar grins. “I’m sure Revna will be able to answer any questions we have since she communicates with the ancient ones. And if she doesn’t know, I’m sure she will seek out the answers for us.” Gunnar pulls Cinaed into an embrace before leaving a little kiss on his nose.

“Revna will be there for us…I know she will.” Gunnar gazes lovingly into his mate’s eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“Alright.” Cinaed purrs with a smile as Gunnar kisses his nose. He’s anxious to speak with her, but at the same time, elated. The prince eventually moves from Gunnar and slips on some boots that aren’t too dirty before moving for the mirror to fix his unruly curls, wash his face a little and use a little bit of scented oil. Once they both look presentable again, Cinaed gives Gunnar a little smile.

“I’m ready when you are, darling.”

Instead of taking their horses, the lovers decide to take a leisurely walk instead. That way, perhaps they can just enjoy the scenery afterward, stop by the meadow to work on the fox’s den, and get some of the greetings out of the way on the way there.

Cinaed still doesn’t know Revna very well. Hell, he barely knows Finan, but he’s gotten a glimpse into their lives these past few months. Much has gone on in past years, is what he can gather. He likes Revna very much, but she has an intensity that lies under the surface. Perhaps much like her father does. Things that remain unseen, or unspoken. Even Cinaed’s father looks as if he’s ready for battle any moment sometimes, despite the comfort the fortress seems to allow them.

They reach the healing chamber with very few interruptions, and Cinaed is surprised. Surely Ronan is hanging around here somewhere. Very few people know what the prince has been going through since his near death, and he doesn’t necessarily plan on telling anyone anytime soon. It’s quite private for the moment, especially with these newer concepts that he is still reeling with.

Cinaed gives a knock to the raven haired woman’s healing chamber door, taking a steadying breath to quiet the fox within him. Thankfully he hasn’t growled at anyone yet, and neither has Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

“I’m ready, baby…” Gunnar grins after donning some boots and combing through his beard. It takes his breath away every time he looks at his mate. Cinaed is effortlessly gorgeous. Honestly, Gunnar loves it when his husband’s hair is a little rumpled, and his lips are a bit swollen because he has been kissed too hard. Not to mention the shimmering sparkle in his eyes instantly mesmerizes the warrior.

After they step out of the cottage, Gunnar wraps his arm loosely around his mate’s waist. The urge to keep his hands on his mate flares strongly in his chest, almost like he is silently guarding him from unwanted attention. He can feel his protective alpha instincts strengthening inside him. Not just for his mate, but also for what he might be carrying. They leisurely walk to the fortress, people offering congratulations and well wishes as they pass. Thankfully they don’t get pulled aside for any long conversations, since they are both eager to visit with Revna before the feast starts.

Thankfully they both arrive with plenty of time to spare. Gunnar scans their surroundings making sure a certain scout is nowhere to be seen. He is sure Rypere is a good and kind man, but if he lays a hand on his mate, Gunnar will do more than growl. Anxiousness comes over Gunnar as they near Revna’s healing chamber. He is eager to know if they have been successful in their mating, if there is something precious growing inside his husband.

Taking Cinaed’s hand after he knocks on the door, both men patiently wait for his daughter to answer. He can hear shuffling in the room before the door is open. Gunnar smiles at the surprised look on his daughter’s face.

***

Hearing the knock on the door, Revna puts aside the herbs she was crushing into a fine powder. She glances over at Runa, relieved that the little one is still fast asleep in her cradle. Luca is curled on the rug in front of the hearth taking his own nap.

Surprise comes over Revna’s face as she opens the door. “Father! Cinaed! Is everything well?” She was not expecting to see them before the feast. Honestly, she wouldn’t have blamed them for wanting to skip it and enjoy their honeymoon alone.

“Please, come it…” Revna smiles holding the door open for them to come in.

“What can I help you with?” She softly asks, even though by the look on their faces she is pretty sure she knows. She offers them both a warm smile as she gestures to some chairs for them to sit on.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hi! Everything is great. Just had a few questions for you, before the uh, festivities…” Cinaed beams as Revna opens the door for them and gestures them inside. Even though the Shieldmaiden gestures to some chairs for them, the Prince sees Luca napping by the hearth and absolutely loses it.

“Oh my goodness, my baby!” The prince beams and kneels down so that his little pup can greet him. Luca sleepily stretches and strides over to him with a little wagging tail, and Cinaed picks him up instantly, kissing his furry head over and over. “Gods, it feels like ages. Thank you so much for watching over him…”

Cradling Luca in his arms, Cinaed grins as the little pup licks his nose. He’s still so sleepy from sleeping by the hearth, but as soon as the prince carries him closer to Gunnar, their pup starts wiggling and trying to get closer to his alpha.

“Here…” Cinaed grins and gently passes Luca to his father so he can love on him. Even though it was nice to have an evening focused on each other, the prince missed him so much.

“Well… so…” the prince tries to broach the subject as Revna looks at him with familiar icy blue eyes.

“I don’t quite know where to begin. I want to know… what to expect. Right? About what you told us last time we were in this room.” Cinaed says.

“… by no means am I as miraculous as a woman, and I have a feeling that all of this has much more to do with my shapeshifting than my human form. I’ve made nests, and… a den. I’m a warrior, I’m not… maternal. But…” The prince continues, before he lets out a little frustrated groan at himself. He needs to just spit it out. He shakes his head and gives Revna one of his charming smiles as he finally just speaks what he wants to know.

“I need to know if the full moon worked. If I could now be having a pup in my fox form, and what to expect with it.”

@revnashieldmaiden

When Cinaed notices Luca sleeping on the rug, his cute greeting brings a warm chuckle from Revna. Her own heart melts seeing the pup get excited despite his sleepiness, wagging his tail as he strides over to be picked up. She lets out another giggle when Luca licks Cinaed’s nose while he carries him to Gunnar. Seeing the happiness on her father’s face being reunited with their little one warms the shieldmaiden’s heart.

“He has been no bother…” Revna reassures Cinaed. “He often times naps when Runa sleeps, and when she’s awake he will play near her. She’s still a bit too little to play but she does enjoy watching him.”

After Cinaed passes Luca to her father, Revna looks into the prince’s eyes as he tries to broach the reason for their visit. An amused smile comes to Revna’s face as she listens intently to Cinaed’s words. She has been communing with the ancient ones, trying to get as much information as possible to help the prince and her father. This is uncharted territory, and according to the old ones, it is very rare. Gesturing to the chairs again, she waits for her father and Cinaed to sit down, before she takes a seat facing them.

“You may not be a woman, but you are no less miraculous. This moon-vessel you have been granted is extremely rare. It only happens when certain conditions are met, the foremost one being the love you and my father share. I believe the old ones called it true mates.” Revna glances from Cinaed and Gunnar’s eyes as they take in what she is saying.

“The second of course is being a shifter, and being bonded to an alpha. There is so much magic involved from your fae essence,” she looks at Cinaed. “…and my father’s werewolf, and the moon.” She smiles at her father. “I couldn’t even begin to explain how it’s all possible, but somehow it is.”

“If you would like I could use my seiðr to check and see if there have been any changes since we discovered the vessel.” Revna smiles warmly at Cinaed.

“If you feel comfortable with me examining you?” Revna offers as she gestures to the bed for Cinaed to lay down on. She knows this is a delicate situation, unlike her usual patients, her father’s alpha may recoil at the idea of anyone else touching his mate, and Cinaed may feel uncomfortable with someone else’s hands on him. Especially if he is carrying a pup and his protective instincts rise.

“Father I will need your help…” Revna softly says, and she watches as Gunnar places Luca back on the rug where the pup was napping.

@cinaedofulaid

As Cinaed sits across from Revna, he almost leans towards her into his toes. His attention is peaked at every one of her words, almost as if trying to memorize them.

True mates…

Gods, it has to be true. It feels entirely like the two of them are meant to be together. The prince feels Gunnar’s hand lay atop his thigh as Revna speaks and it instantly calms him. He wants to be a little closer, to shift to his fox and roll all over him, but one thing at a time. Perhaps he has that urge because he feels a little anxious.

“Yes. I would really like that.” Cinaed says with a nod. He stands from the chair and takes his tunic up and off his shoulders, feeling a bit more exposed than he usually would for some reason.

“Please don’t growl at her, darling.” The prince says with a loving grin to Gunnar as he sits on the bed. He can already imagine that his lover might not be able to control it, and he wonders what Revna might need the Northman’s help with.

“Like before?” Cinaed asks as he moves to lie down. Before he comes all the way down, he turns and sniffs Revna’s arm, his nostrils flaring. She smells familiar, but not in a human way. When she smiles at him he mutters sorry and lays on his back. Then, even a small step of hers towards Cinaed brings a growl to his chest now that he’s on his back and his belly is exposed.

“Sorry, Revna… I can’t help it. I’ve been very growly the past few days. I promise I won’t hurt you.” Cinaed says softly, his amber eyes earnest as he looks up to her.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

“Easier said than done…” Gunnar mutters under his breath as he places Luca back in his napping spot.

Revna places her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle at Cinaed’s request and her father’s answer. They are just so cute together, and she can’t get over how happy they both look.

“Yes, like before.” Revna answers Cinaed’s question and she watches as he makes himself comfortable on the bed. She smiles when he turns and sniffs her arm. It really doesn’t bother her, her daughters do it to her all the time. If she didn’t already know what they are and why they do it, she might have found it odd, but as it is it just feels natural. Both Tora and Runa seem to find comfort in nuzzling against her and breathing in her scent. It calms them when they are upset and makes them feel safe.

When Revna slowly approaches Cinaed and hears his growl, she immediately pauses. “You don’t have to apologize, I understand. Your fox feels exposed in this position and it is only following its instincts. To protect you and what might be growing inside you.

That is why I asked for my father’s help…” Revna softly smiles when she sees the confusion on Cinaed and Gunnar’s faces. “I know you will be more comfortable if it is his hands touching you. It is not my intention to cause you undue stress, especially if…” she glances at Cinaed’s belly leaving the words hanging in the air.

Motioning to Gunnar to come closer to his mate, Revna points to the place on Cinaed’s lower belly for him to place his hands. “Place your hands here, and I’ll place mine over yours. I can perform my seiðr through your hands. If anything, it might make the connection stronger with the pair bond between you two.”

Revna smiles as Gunnar places his hands over Cinaed’s lower belly, and she sees his mate visibly calm with his touch. She places her hands over top of Gunnar’s, letting him be the bridge that connects her to Cinaed.

“Now give me a moment while I have a look inside…” Revna almost whispers as her eyes close and she focuses on her magic. The moon-vessel almost glows inside Cinaed, and it brings a smile to Revna’s face. A pulsing blue and amber glow, unlike before. As she looks deeper her smile deepens into a grin.

“I see a little bean inside the vessel…” she softly murmurs. “…it’s so tiny, but it is new life.”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed closes his eyes and releases a breath of relief when Revna says Gunnar will be the one touching him. The prince promised he wouldn’t hurt her— but it would probably take all of his mental strength not to. His body’s instinct is saying to run or attack right now, because the only time he would expose his belly like this would be in the safety of their nest. Just like before— this environment is novel, and feels unsafe. Especially during the full moon.

When Gunnar does as instructed and places his hands on the prince’s belly, loud purrs start pouring from Cinaed’s chest. They’re very similar to the purrs of a cat, but not quite — a little deeper, more gravelly. No one else but Gunnar has ever heard them, so Cinaed looks up and smiles at Revna. “Those have been happening a lot too.”

The prince brings his amber gaze to Gunnar as the two hover over him, giving his lover a little smile. It just feels better to be near him, to have him so close while he’s exposed. It’s like his body knows. Thank the Gods he’s here… Cinaed loves him so much.

“A bean?” Cinaed snickers, then laughs. “Oh my god.”

The way Revna described it was so cute. Perhaps it truly does look like that. So tiny, like she says. And it takes the prince a full ten seconds to take in her last words.

“… really?” The prince beams up at her, then covers his face with both hands. What?!

Cinaed slides his hands down his jaw and looks at Gunnar then, giving him a mischievous, elated gaze with misty amber eyes.

“We’re in for it now, darling.”

@gunnartjorvason

After placing his hands on his mate’s belly, per his daughter’s instruction, Gunnar’s own protectiveness eases. His wolf calms knowing that no one else is laying hands on his little fox, especially in this vulnerable position. A smile lifts the corners of his mouth when Cinaed starts purring. Gods, he loves that sound, and he can’t help but chuckle when he hears Revna giggle. It takes everything inside him not to nuzzle his mate’s belly, scenting him and staking his claim. But he holds firm, letting Revna use him to see inside Cinaed’s belly.

Revna’s hands warm against his, and he assumes it’s from the magic flowing through them. He holds perfectly still, while Revna closes her eyes. Waiting with bated breath for her answer to their burning question. A shiver of excitement runs down his spine when he looks into his mate’s glowing eyes.

A bean?

At first, when Revna says she sees a tiny bean, the warrior is confused. His eyebrows furrowing as he tries to imagine it. He softly snickers at his mate’s equally surprised reaction to the word bean. But then Revna’s next words steal his breath.

…it is new life.

“It’s…it’s really happening?” Gunnar’s eyes widen as he looks at his daughter for confirmation. When she smiles at him and gives him a little nod, he sucks in a shuddering breath. His alpha already knew the answer to the question, having scented it on Cinaed almost immediately after conception, it just took his human mind a moment to catch up. The lavender scent is his pup, or kit. He knows it now, without a shadow of doubt. Seeing the elated look in his mate’s eyes fills his heart with so much joy.

As soon as Revna removes her hands, Gunnar scoops up his mate into his arms and lap. Peppering him with kisses and scenting him everywhere he can touch. Gods, he’s so happy he feels fit to burst.

“We did it, baby…we did it.” The warrior says in awe. He can hear his daughter giggling at the display in front of her. The evidence of how much he loves his mate as he wraps Cinaed in his strong embrace. He never thought something like this would ever be possible, but his mate is beyond special. He is enchanting and he has given the Northman the greatest gift.

“Do you have any other questions for me?” Revna asks as she stands back giving them a moment.

“I uh…” Gunnar is at a loss for words as he looks into Cinaed’s amber eyes. His mind is still processing the extraordinary news they just received. “Do you have any questions, my little fox.” The warrior softly asks.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed snickers again as the Northman strongly grabs him up and sets him in his lap. Gunnar moves him like he’s feather light as usual, and he loves it. The prince wraps his legs around him and pulls him close, and he would be scenting him all over if Gunnar wasn’t already doing the same to him.

Fuck.

The prince sniffles and starts returning Gunnar’s kisses. He never, ever imagined this life for himself — and yet it’s everything he needed. Everything he’s ever wanted. He takes Gunnar’s cheek and it’s like the Northman gets lost in his amber eyes, just like many times before. He tries to speak to him in private, in their minds like they do in their shifted forms.

I’m so in love with you. So happy…

“… oh, yes! Yes… so many questions.” Cinaed says, shifting on Gunnar’s lap to face Revna.

“How long do I have?” The prince asks her.

“I mean, how long is um… the gestation period? Will I know when it’s happening? Will I have time to shift?” Cinaed asks question after question, hoping it doesn’t overwhelm her.

“Is this why I had the instinct to dig the den? Will it happen there?”

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

Despite the unique dynamics of their family, and the initial awkwardness given their interconnected relationships, Revna finds herself becoming more at ease seeing the expressions of love between her father and Cinaed. Sure, she might not call Cinaed father, or son for that matter, she still feels deeply connected to him. In a way that she can’t quite explain yet. She lets out a soft giggle watching Gunnar sweep his mate into his arms, peppering him with kisses and affection. Gods, they are so adorable together, and she is elated for both of them and the miracle about to happen. She knows Gunnar was crushed when he lost his son with her mother, so seeing him have a second chance, with the love of his life, fills her with so much happiness. Soon she will have another little brother, or sister.

After asking if they have anymore questions for her, Revna grins when Cinaed turns to face her and asks question after question. She grabs a chair, and scoots it closer to the bed before taking a seat. Thankfully Runa is still sleeping and Luca seems to have joined her in slumber, despite the excitement bubbling in the room.

“Let me start at the beginning…” Revna grins seeing the look of wonder in Cinaed and Gunnar’s eyes. She has spent many hours communing with the ancient ones to gather as much knowledge as possible to help her father and Cinaed to prepare in case their dream became a reality.

“Foxes carry their young for about seven to eight weeks. Barely two months. If you were a wolf, it would be a week or two longer, but I’m sure your pregnancy will follow what is natural in your fox form. Typically foxes have a litter of kits, but due to the special circumstances surrounding your pregnancy, it will be only one.

I can’t say yet if it will be a wolf pup or a fox kit, until the little bean gets a bit bigger…” Revna’s lips curl into a little smirk, using that reference again. “…perhaps in a week or two it will be more distinct, and I’ll be able to tell. That is, if you want to know. You may want to keep it a surprise.”

“You will know when it’s happening. You’ll start to feel contractions in your belly. Tightening of the muscles preparing for the birth. You should have plenty of time to shift. You might even shift unknowingly as your fox’s natural instincts kick in. Don’t fight it if it happens, just let your fox take over and do what comes naturally.

Your heat triggered the urge to dig a den, in anticipation of becoming with child…or pup, or kit, in your case. It’s where your fox will feel most safe giving birth, so yes, it will happen there. I’m sure Gunnar will be there guarding the den, keeping you and your little one safe from predators so that way you can focus on staying calm and as relaxed as possible. If, when that time comes, you would like me to be close by to offer any assistance, I would be happy to help. But that is completely up to you. I will not feel offended if you choose not to have anyone else near.

Your human form will barely show signs of what you are carrying inside of you. Your little one will be quite a bit smaller than a human babe. Your belly might only show a very slight roundness. But when you are in your fox form it will become very noticeable the further along you get. It should be fairly easy to keep your pregnancy hidden if that is what you desire. I promise I won’t say anything to your father or brother. It is for you to decide, when or if you want them to know.” Revna gives Cinaed a solemn look, taking this oath very seriously.

“Any other questions you might have?” Revna smiles at both her father and Cinaed. She can imagine it’s a lot of information to take in, and she only hopes that it puts both of their minds at ease.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed nods every so often as Revna speaks, and he can tell that his mate is very attentively listening. She’s amazing… she answered any question he ever had when it comes to this, and more. There’s just one thing that Cinaed is hung up on.

“Seven to eight weeks?”

The prince huffs, suddenly feeling a bit faint as he grips Gunnar’s thigh with his hand to steady himself. He truly didn’t think it would be that soon, but… it’s going to be alright. With the Northman at his side, everything will be okay.

“Yes. Revna, I appreciate this so much… and your discretion is everything to me. I believe Ronan already knows… about the pup. He mentioned a few things before our hand fasting.” The prince says, rolling his eyes. “But truly… you’re the only ones that know. I won’t burden you with that secret for too long… I promise.”

Would he tell Finan? Would he tell his mother? Cinaed hadn’t even shared his shapeshifting yet. It’s all happening so fast. At least Revna completely eased his mind with all of her guidance.

“May we ask you to hold on to Luca for one more night? So that we can… process this?” Cinaed grins, at Revna then at Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

“I understand…it’s a bit fast. But trust me, it will be better this way.” Revna reassures Cinaed. Hel, she thought nine months was fast, but then again, there were times she wished it would have gone quicker. Especially those last couple months when her feet swelled and she struggled to find a comfortable position to sleep.

“Having this pup in your fox form will be so much easier on your body. Not to mention, you will heal quicker and you’ll be able to nurse in your fox form as well.” Revna explains.

“And, like I said, I’m here if you need help with anything. Before and after the little bean is born.” She gives Cinaed a little wink as a grin lights up her face. She has to admit, she’s excited to see what Cinaed has. A tiny fox kit, or a little wolf pup. And she’s curious what traits the little one will pick up from both their parents.

“It is your secret to keep, Cinaed. For as long as you want. I’m sure Runa won’t say anything either.” The shieldmaiden smirks as she looks over at her sleeping daughter. She is growing like a weed, but she is still so small. Revna is only happy that she is sleeping longer at night. Those first couple months are brutal, but Finan has been so doting, helping any way he can.

“Of course. I’d be happy to watch over Luca for another night. He likes being near Runa. Almost like he is protecting her, even though he is small like her. Tora spends most of her time near Hati, following him around the Hall. They have a special bond, I think.” A serene smile comes to Revna’s face. At first when she learned about what her daughters would become, it filled her with dread. But now, as she learns more about it from the ancient ones, she is finding it to be a blessing, not a curse.

“Please, take all the time you need. It is your honeymoon after all.” Revna smiles seeing the happiness in Cinaed and Gunnar’s eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

The little bean. Cinaed loves that. He beams and blushes as Revna gives him a little wink and a grin. He’s not lost on her words about this being quick but easier on him, and probably better for the pup in the long run too.

“Thank you so much.” Cinaed says softly, standing from Gunnar’s lap and taking Revna into a hug.

“… we will be keeping you posted, definitely. And thank you for allowing us some time. I think Luca truly loves you and feels safe with you. You’re the only one I feel happy leaving him with…

Oh, I almost forgot! The things you did for us. Our home… the cottage. The roses. I know it was you!” The prince chimes out with a grin. “Gods, I truly can’t be any more grateful for you, Revna.”

How could the prince ever make this up to her? All she’d done for them in such a short time. He vows to himself that he will, soon.

“We will see you shortly for the feast, yes?”

@revnashieldmaiden

“You are so welcome.” Revna grins as she returns Cinaed’s hug. “I’m happy to help any way that I can. I’m not sure if I have ever seen my father as happy as he’s been since meeting you.”

Glancing over at the pup curled up on the rug, a warm smile comes to Revna’s face. She always wanted siblings, aside from the ones who hurt her, and now she finally gets the chance. Not just with Luca, but also with the future pup Cinaed and her father will have.

“He’s such a sweet pup, and he seems to be taken with Runa too. Wherever I take her, he follows close on my heels. That’s why I say, it’s truly no problem watching over him.”

“Oh…that.” Revna giggles when Cinaed mentions the special touches made at their cottage. “You are very welcome, but I can’t take all the credit. Lord Uhtred is a romantic at heart, and he wanted to do something special for you two. I just helped pick out some food, and provided the roses, he did most of the heavy lifting.”

“Yes, I’ll see you at the feast.” Walking over to Runa’s cradle, she picks up her daughter. “I should take her and make sure she is changed and fed before the feast.” The little girl squirms as Revna picks her up, letting out stretches until she settles against her mother’s chest.

“Luca, sweetie…let’s go upstairs.” Revna calls out to the pup, smiling when he lifts his sleepy head, he quickly trots to Cinaed and Gunnar to give them rubs, before joining the shieldmaiden as she heads for the door.

“You both can take a moment here if you’d like before joining the feast. No rush.

Oh, and congratulations…” Revna grins before slipping out the door.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hi… husband.” The prince says softly as the Northman opens his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

A smile curls the Northman’s lips when Cinaed kisses his beard, his eyes barely peeking open. “Morning…husband.” He says, his voice sleep rough.

Whatever his husband feels most comfortable with, Gunnar will provide.

@cinaedofulaid

“Good morning,” Cinaed grins at Gunnar’s rough, sleepy voice. He closes his eyes again when the Northman trails his lips against his neck, the touch giving him a hint of goosebumps.

“You want to stay here in the wilderness?” The prince grins again and gives a little chuckle.

“I want our hearth… our bed. I want to look at all my shiny things.”

Just as he says it, Cinaed’s eyes go wide and his hand searches the furs until he finds his amethyst crystal. He relaxes when it’s in the palm of his hand again.

“I feel good…” the prince tenderly smiles at the look Gunnar gives him, his gaze sparkling.

“Very good. Perhaps a little tender. Nothing a warm bath won’t help.”

Nuzzling a little closer, Cinaed looks up at Gunnar with a sultry doe eyed gaze as the light on the horizon grows a little. “… and how do you feel?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Then I will make sure you get a warm bath to help soothe any soreness you might have.” Gunnar gives his mate a doting look and a tender smile.

“I feel amazing. I get to wake up to the most beautiful man in my arms, every morning, for the rest of my life.” Gunnar purrs before placing a gentle kiss on his husband’s lips.

“Are you hungry? Should we eat before we pack up and head home?” The warrior asks as he nuzzles his nose against Cinaed’s. His mate’s wellbeing at the forefront of his mind.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed grins again and bites his lower lip as Gunnar mentions the celebration in their honor tonight. “Gunnar, oh my god… insatiable.” The prince snickers.

“So sweet to me…” Cinaed purrs. “I’m the luckiest in the world… I promise to make you so fucking happy…”

Distracted as he nuzzles the Northman’s cheek with a little head bump, Cinaed returns his gaze again a moment later with a beaming smile. “I could eat!”

@gunnartjorvason

“What!? I can’t help it…you make me that way.” Gunnar feigns a shocked expression, while barely hiding a grin.

“You already do, baby. Every moment I spend with you makes me so fucking happy, I feel like I’m going to burst.” Gunnar grins.

“Perfect, baby…just like you.” Gunnar purrs as he leans in and places a tender kiss on Cinaed’s lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Cute,” the prince purrs with a beaming smile, musing about the way Gunnar so adoringly looked at him. He smooches him back and literally scoots closer to him, their knees slightly touching.

“You know what I’ve been craving?” Cinaed asks him.

“Pears. Do you like pears? Oh my god, I love pears.” The prince says a bit giddily. That same energy he’s had the past few days — a little silly, and loopy.

“I guess soup and stew are pretty much the same… but… Oooh we could roast a chicken!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Perhaps we can ask Ronan if he has a chicken…or a rooster, he wants to get rid of.” Gunnar chuckles remembering when Ronan complained about the noisy roosters waking him up in the morning.

After they finish their morning meal, Gunnar helps his mate clean up their nest before holding out his hand for Cinaed to take.

“C’mere, little fox…” Gunnar husks in a deep tone. He guides his mate to straddle his lap before wrapping his arms around him. Gods, it feels good holding his mate close.

“Now shall we clean up the nest and head home?” Gunnar asks with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar says the word cravings, Cinaed shrugs and shakes his head. Yeah… cravings for everything. Literally everything.

“I haven’t had a pear since I was in Irland before we met. God I want a pear. We’ll pick up some more berries too!”

As Gunnar mentions Revna’s venison mushroom soup, the prince’s mouth drops open and he swears it starts watering.

“Oh my god, yes…”

Even with all the bites of food set before him, Cinaed’s mind drifts further, almost like he’s in a trance. Yeah, chicken. Bread…

“Yes!” Cinaed chimes out before standing from Gunnar’s lap.

I’m married.

@gunnartjorvason

My husband..

“Wait here a moment…” Gunnar softly says with concern in his voice.

“All is clear, but there is a surprise waiting for us…” Gunnar reassures his mate as his eyes twinkle in merriment. “But first, we do this the right way…”

“Someone went to a lot of trouble to give us a special homecoming.” Gunnar smiles as he sets his husband on his feet. Pulling him into his embrace, Gunnar gives his love a deep kiss.

@cinaedofulaid

… roses?

Cinaed thinks he’s picking up on the right scent, but he’s unsure. He’s still attuning to his new senses.

“It’s good to be home.” Cinaed purrs, giving Gunnar a teasing little gaze as he steps into the tub. It’s still warm, and it feels magnificent. It smells even better — like roses.

“What are you waiting for? Come here,” the prince grins as he sits down in the tub, extending his hand for the Northman’s.

@gunnartjorvason

Gods, could he be any more sexy…

“Scoot forward a bit, and I’ll get in behind you…” Gunnar requests as he takes Cinaed’s hand. The moment he steps into the warm water a soft moan falls from his lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Do you think I’m pretty?” Cinaed purrs as he places his hand firmly on Gunnar’s thigh in the water, trailing it up his skin. “Is that why you’re so quick to be ready for me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Careful, little fox…” a low growl falls from Gunnar. “…if you keep teasing me like that, I’ll take you right here in the tub.”

@cinaedofulaid

The prince looks back to Gunnar with a teasing amber gaze, wondering if his words are true. He gives him a little challenge with the sparkle in his eye.

Fucking do it. Take me.

… fuck.

“I want you to fuck me right here.” Cinaed echoes his words, resisting the sudden urge to beg.

“… right here. Put it inside me.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Fuck, baby…” Gunnar breathes as Cinaed’s heat slowly engulfs him. The water rippling around them from the movements. “So fucking tight…no matter how many times I fill you.”

When he bottoms out, Gunnar takes in a shuddering breath. Fuck it feels so good. The warm water lapping at his skin and his mate’s heat wrapped around his cock.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed whispers. “I-I’ve never…”

“Baby…” the prince sighs fervently. “… it’s so good.”

@gunnartjorvason

“It’s better than good…” Gunnar grins as his voice gets deeper. A low growl threatening to rumble from his throat.

“I love this…having you wrapped around me. So tender and gentle, but sparking an inferno inside me.” Gunnar softly murmurs as he looks into his mate’s eyes.

“Gods, I love you, baby…”

@cinaedofulaid

Fuck.

The prince finally giggles breathlessly as a shelf of water tips over their bathing tub, Gunnar almost restlessly grabbing for him to keep him close regardless of the mess they’re making.

@gunnartjorvason

“Mine…” Gunnar growls. “Always mine.”

“Cum for me, little fox…squeeze my knot. Take my seed.” Gunnar grunts as he grinds himself even deeper.

@cinaedofulaid

“Oh, fuck.” Cinaed rasps out as Gunnar’s knot swells inside him.

“Oh my god. Yes. Please…”

As soon as the Northman grabs his cock and gives it firm strokes, the prince whimpers and buries his face in Gunnar’s neck. It’s just what he needed. More than that, it’s fucking madness.

“Fuck fuck fuck…” the prince whispers in little pants as Gunnar grinds inside him and strokes him at the same time. “Please, yes… you’re going to make me cum…”

“Oh my god. Baby, I’m so sorry!” the prince chimes out as his fingertips gently examine his lover’s neck.

“… shit. I didn’t know I would do that!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Gods, yes, baby…” Gunnar rasps as he’s swept up in his climax.

“Trust me…my wolf is very happy…”

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar brushes the drop of blood from Cinaed’s lip, the prince is still processing what exactly just happened.

“Wait…” the prince whispers, looking at Gunnar’s neck again.

“Gunnar, I love you so much...” The prince purrs, giving his lover a deep kiss.

“… and now?” He asks excitedly. “Will it stay? Show others that you’re mine?”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you too, baby…so damn much.” Gunnar grins into Cinaed’s deep kiss, getting lost for a moment in the taste of his mate on his tongue.

“Everyone will know your alpha has been claimed.” Gunnar nuzzles his nose with his mate, feeling beyond happy.

“Behave…” He cocks an eyebrow at Cinaed, despite the mischievous look in his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yeah. You’re right. Perhaps that was just a practice bite, hm?” The prince purrs teasingly. Gunnar looks so amazingly happy, and it’s so cute. It’s completely contagious.

Behave.

The word itself makes the prince crazy with lust and giddy with happiness. How can Gunnar expect him to behave? Perhaps the Northman knows him well. Too well.

As his lips get closer to Gunnar’s bite, Cinaed nips on his earlobe before slowly trailing his lips across the mark, then his tongue.

“Mine.” The prince purrs.

@gunnartjorvason

Fuck…

“Always yours…now and forever.” Gunnar purrs as his hands caress Cinaed’s back and bottom. He rolls his hips, a satisfied smile on his face feeling them still firmly locked together.

“Careful, little fox…keep that up and we won’t be getting out of this tub anytime soon.” Gunnar smirks.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed rasps out softly against Gunnar’s ear. He felt Gunnar’s body respond, deeper than just the subtle movements against him.

“Actually… take me to bed, please? I don’t even care if we dry off. The air will dry us.” The prince purrs.

“Your eyes,” the prince says softly as he looks up into Gunnar’s icy blues with tender admiration. Something is different.

“Baby, they’re glowing. Sparkling.”

@gunnartjorvason

Carefully laying Cinaed on the furs, Gunnar hovers over him taking in the sheen of water on his chest and abdomen. Fuck, he looks so beautiful…and smells even better.

“My eyes?” Gunnar quirks an eyebrow, curious what his mate is seeing. “Glowing? Sparkling?”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed nods slowly, still looking into the sheer beauty of his mate’s eyes. He’s completely transfixed on them— mesmerized. Gods, they are now more inseparable than ever.

“Yes,” the prince purrs softly. “… but they are still blue. Shimmering and sparkling like the ocean.”

Running his hand up the Northman’s chest and tenderly to his neck, the prince beams up at him. Gods, he’s so fucking happy. He’s never felt this way before in his whole life.

“You’re very handsome…” he purrs to him.

“Have I told you how much I love when we do that?” He smirks, referring to their mating.

@gunnartjorvason

“Your rock?” Gunnar chuckles as Cinaed furrows his brows at him. “It’s right where you left it, baby.”

“As are you, little fox…but if you keep purring at me like that, we won’t be leaving these furs.” Gunnar’s eyes light up with mischief.

“Fuck…” Gunnar rasps as suddenly heat floods his groin and all thoughts of tickling escape him.

“That’s not even fair…” the warrior feigns outrage as his bites back laughter.

@cinaedofulaid

“Dangerous?” Cinaed purrs as he teases his mate’s neck and whispers in his ear. “You can fuck me as much as you want…”

Gunnar feels what he feels now, he can see it. It’s an amazing feeling, too.

The prince grins brightly as Gunnar says it isn’t fair. “You love it already! I can tell!”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you…” Gunnar counters. “…and that includes being as close as possible to the one who holds my heart.”

Gods, he’s so fucking adorable.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes,” Cinaed smiles. “I’m hungry. Again.”

“Do you think Luca is alright?” Cinaed asks softly as he looks back at Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason

“Baby…look what I found.” Gunnar holds out the pear to Cinaed, a glowing smile on his face.

Pulling Cinaed in his arms, he can feel the worry in his mate’s heart for their little pup. “We’ll see him tonight and get to give him loves.” Gunnar reassures his husband.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hm?” Cinaed hums softly as he turns his attention back to Gunnar, then he gasps.

“Oh my god, yes. Thank you!!”

“He knows he is safe with his family, regardless. Revna is his sister, Tora and Runa are his nieces… he can smell your blood on them.”

Cutting the pear into a few pieces, Cinaed gives his first piece to Gunnar despite his own excitement. As he hands it to him, the look he gives him is one of deep love, his amber eyes glowing.

“Remind me that this is real, baby.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…not bad. But not quite as good as my berries.” Gunnar tilts his head playfully as he eats the slice of pear.

Wrapping his arms around Cinaed from behind, Gunnar nuzzles into his neck. A soft sigh falling from his lips as he breathes deep of Cinaed’s delicious scent.

“It’s real, little fox. Very real…” Gunnar purrs against Cinaed’s neck as he places soft kisses.

“Now, let’s eat, before I decide to eat you instead…” the warrior lets out a soft teasing growl.

“Who am I kidding…I’ll still eat you…”

@cinaedofulaid

“I do think they have a special bond. Luca and Revna.” Cinaed adds to the earlier conversation. “I trust her with him. More than anyone, possibly.”

“I’d like to go back to the den tonight, after the feast. Dig a little further…” the prince says a little nervously, rubbing a hand through his curls. “If that’s alright.”

@gunnartjorvason

“…but I still plan on picking up some more pears for you at the market. And anything else you desire.” The warrior winks at his mate. It makes him feel good being able to provide for his love.

Gunnar slides a hand on Cinaed’s thigh when he feels his mate’s nervousness. To ground him and make him feel safe.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed smiles when Gunnar mentions someone going to a lot of trouble for their honeymoon, taking the last bite of his pear. It’s true… he should do something special for her, and he will.

“That would be so kind of you, darling. But right now… I want for nothing but you.”

Cinaed shakes his head at himself. How does he even know how to create this so called den?

“You think we’ll be up all night?” Cinaed asks with a little charming smile and sparkling eyes.

“Yes, baby. I would love to rest for a few hours. Can you stay close to me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…it might be the only way to distract my mate from his mission. Keep you locked on my cock so you take little breaks.” Gunnar’s smirk deepens as a mischievous look comes to his eyes.

“Rest, baby…I’ll be right here beside you.” Gunnar softly purrs.

@cinaedofulaid

“I will want that too…” the prince purrs with his little blush and a smile.

“Uh um,” The prince quietly hums a no as Gunnar pulls him closer and closer. “I need to wash my teeth!”

With a little yelp and a beaming smile, Cinaed relents and kisses him. His husband is mad with love sickness.

@gunnartjorvason

@cinaedofulaid

“We should be getting ready now,” Cinaed snickers against his lover’s lips. He wiggles a little and it’s fruitless as the Northman spoons behind him.

“Can you lead me to her? Like last time?” The prince asks with the same hopefulness.

“Gunnar, I’m just… too excited.” He grins.

“… And I want to know more.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Sneaky, little fox…” Gunnar groans when Cinaed slips from his hold. He struggles to bite back his grin seeing the excitement on his love’s face.

“Revna will be there for us…I know she will.” Gunnar gazes lovingly into his mate’s eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“I’m ready when you are, darling.”

Cinaed gives a knock to the raven haired woman’s healing chamber door, taking a steadying breath to quiet the fox within him. Thankfully he hasn’t growled at anyone yet, and neither has Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

***

“Please, come it…” Revna smiles holding the door open for them to come in.

@cinaedofulaid

“Here…” Cinaed grins and gently passes Luca to his father so he can love on him. Even though it was nice to have an evening focused on each other, the prince missed him so much.

“Well… so…” the prince tries to broach the subject as Revna looks at him with familiar icy blue eyes.

“I don’t quite know where to begin. I want to know… what to expect. Right? About what you told us last time we were in this room.” Cinaed says.

“I need to know if the full moon worked. If I could now be having a pup in my fox form, and what to expect with it.”

@revnashieldmaiden

“If you would like I could use my seiðr to check and see if there have been any changes since we discovered the vessel.” Revna smiles warmly at Cinaed.

“Father I will need your help…” Revna softly says, and she watches as Gunnar places Luca back on the rug where the pup was napping.

@cinaedofulaid

As Cinaed sits across from Revna, he almost leans towards her into his toes. His attention is peaked at every one of her words, almost as if trying to memorize them.

True mates…

“Yes. I would really like that.” Cinaed says with a nod. He stands from the chair and takes his tunic up and off his shoulders, feeling a bit more exposed than he usually would for some reason.

“Sorry, Revna… I can’t help it. I’ve been very growly the past few days. I promise I won’t hurt you.” Cinaed says softly, his amber eyes earnest as he looks up to her.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

“Easier said than done…” Gunnar mutters under his breath as he places Luca back in his napping spot.

Revna places her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle at Cinaed’s request and her father’s answer. They are just so cute together, and she can’t get over how happy they both look.

“I see a little bean inside the vessel…” she softly murmurs. “…it’s so tiny, but it is new life.”

@cinaedofulaid

“A bean?” Cinaed snickers, then laughs. “Oh my god.”

The way Revna described it was so cute. Perhaps it truly does look like that. So tiny, like she says. And it takes the prince a full ten seconds to take in her last words.

“… really?” The prince beams up at her, then covers his face with both hands. What?!

Cinaed slides his hands down his jaw and looks at Gunnar then, giving him a mischievous, elated gaze with misty amber eyes.

“We’re in for it now, darling.”

@gunnartjorvason

A bean?

…it is new life.

As soon as Revna removes her hands, Gunnar scoops up his mate into his arms and lap. Peppering him with kisses and scenting him everywhere he can touch. Gods, he’s so happy he feels fit to burst.

“Do you have any other questions for me?” Revna asks as she stands back giving them a moment.

@cinaedofulaid

Fuck.

I’m so in love with you. So happy…

“… oh, yes! Yes… so many questions.” Cinaed says, shifting on Gunnar’s lap to face Revna.

“How long do I have?” The prince asks her.

“I mean, how long is um… the gestation period? Will I know when it’s happening? Will I have time to shift?” Cinaed asks question after question, hoping it doesn’t overwhelm her.

“Is this why I had the instinct to dig the den? Will it happen there?”

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

@cinaedofulaid

“Seven to eight weeks?”

Would he tell Finan? Would he tell his mother? Cinaed hadn’t even shared his shapeshifting yet. It’s all happening so fast. At least Revna completely eased his mind with all of her guidance.

“May we ask you to hold on to Luca for one more night? So that we can… process this?” Cinaed grins, at Revna then at Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

“Having this pup in your fox form will be so much easier on your body. Not to mention, you will heal quicker and you’ll be able to nurse in your fox form as well.” Revna explains.

“Please, take all the time you need. It is your honeymoon after all.” Revna smiles seeing the happiness in Cinaed and Gunnar’s eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hi… husband.” The prince says softly as the Northman opens his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

A smile curls the Northman’s lips when Cinaed kisses his beard, his eyes barely peeking open. “Morning…husband.” He says, his voice sleep rough.

Whatever his husband feels most comfortable with, Gunnar will provide.

@cinaedofulaid

“Good morning,” Cinaed grins at Gunnar’s rough, sleepy voice. He closes his eyes again when the Northman trails his lips against his neck, the touch giving him a hint of goosebumps.

“You want to stay here in the wilderness?” The prince grins again and gives a little chuckle.

“I want our hearth… our bed. I want to look at all my shiny things.”

Just as he says it, Cinaed’s eyes go wide and his hand searches the furs until he finds his amethyst crystal. He relaxes when it’s in the palm of his hand again.

“I feel good…” the prince tenderly smiles at the look Gunnar gives him, his gaze sparkling.

“Very good. Perhaps a little tender. Nothing a warm bath won’t help.”

Nuzzling a little closer, Cinaed looks up at Gunnar with a sultry doe eyed gaze as the light on the horizon grows a little. “… and how do you feel?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Then I will make sure you get a warm bath to help soothe any soreness you might have.” Gunnar gives his mate a doting look and a tender smile.

“I feel amazing. I get to wake up to the most beautiful man in my arms, every morning, for the rest of my life.” Gunnar purrs before placing a gentle kiss on his husband’s lips.

“Are you hungry? Should we eat before we pack up and head home?” The warrior asks as he nuzzles his nose against Cinaed’s. His mate’s wellbeing at the forefront of his mind.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed grins again and bites his lower lip as Gunnar mentions the celebration in their honor tonight. “Gunnar, oh my god… insatiable.” The prince snickers.

“So sweet to me…” Cinaed purrs. “I’m the luckiest in the world… I promise to make you so fucking happy…”

Distracted as he nuzzles the Northman’s cheek with a little head bump, Cinaed returns his gaze again a moment later with a beaming smile. “I could eat!”

@gunnartjorvason

“What!? I can’t help it…you make me that way.” Gunnar feigns a shocked expression, while barely hiding a grin.

“You already do, baby. Every moment I spend with you makes me so fucking happy, I feel like I’m going to burst.” Gunnar grins.

“Perfect, baby…just like you.” Gunnar purrs as he leans in and places a tender kiss on Cinaed’s lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Cute,” the prince purrs with a beaming smile, musing about the way Gunnar so adoringly looked at him. He smooches him back and literally scoots closer to him, their knees slightly touching.

“You know what I’ve been craving?” Cinaed asks him.

“Pears. Do you like pears? Oh my god, I love pears.” The prince says a bit giddily. That same energy he’s had the past few days — a little silly, and loopy.

“I guess soup and stew are pretty much the same… but… Oooh we could roast a chicken!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Perhaps we can ask Ronan if he has a chicken…or a rooster, he wants to get rid of.” Gunnar chuckles remembering when Ronan complained about the noisy roosters waking him up in the morning.

After they finish their morning meal, Gunnar helps his mate clean up their nest before holding out his hand for Cinaed to take.

“C’mere, little fox…” Gunnar husks in a deep tone. He guides his mate to straddle his lap before wrapping his arms around him. Gods, it feels good holding his mate close.

“Now shall we clean up the nest and head home?” Gunnar asks with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar says the word cravings, Cinaed shrugs and shakes his head. Yeah… cravings for everything. Literally everything.

“I haven’t had a pear since I was in Irland before we met. God I want a pear. We’ll pick up some more berries too!”

As Gunnar mentions Revna’s venison mushroom soup, the prince’s mouth drops open and he swears it starts watering.

“Oh my god, yes…”

Even with all the bites of food set before him, Cinaed’s mind drifts further, almost like he’s in a trance. Yeah, chicken. Bread…

“Yes!” Cinaed chimes out before standing from Gunnar’s lap.

I’m married.

@gunnartjorvason

My husband..

“Wait here a moment…” Gunnar softly says with concern in his voice.

“All is clear, but there is a surprise waiting for us…” Gunnar reassures his mate as his eyes twinkle in merriment. “But first, we do this the right way…”

“Someone went to a lot of trouble to give us a special homecoming.” Gunnar smiles as he sets his husband on his feet. Pulling him into his embrace, Gunnar gives his love a deep kiss.

@cinaedofulaid

… roses?

Cinaed thinks he’s picking up on the right scent, but he’s unsure. He’s still attuning to his new senses.

“It’s good to be home.” Cinaed purrs, giving Gunnar a teasing little gaze as he steps into the tub. It’s still warm, and it feels magnificent. It smells even better — like roses.

“What are you waiting for? Come here,” the prince grins as he sits down in the tub, extending his hand for the Northman’s.

@gunnartjorvason

Gods, could he be any more sexy…

“Scoot forward a bit, and I’ll get in behind you…” Gunnar requests as he takes Cinaed’s hand. The moment he steps into the warm water a soft moan falls from his lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Do you think I’m pretty?” Cinaed purrs as he places his hand firmly on Gunnar’s thigh in the water, trailing it up his skin. “Is that why you’re so quick to be ready for me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Careful, little fox…” a low growl falls from Gunnar. “…if you keep teasing me like that, I’ll take you right here in the tub.”

@cinaedofulaid

The prince looks back to Gunnar with a teasing amber gaze, wondering if his words are true. He gives him a little challenge with the sparkle in his eye.

Fucking do it. Take me.

… fuck.

“I want you to fuck me right here.” Cinaed echoes his words, resisting the sudden urge to beg.

“… right here. Put it inside me.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Fuck, baby…” Gunnar breathes as Cinaed’s heat slowly engulfs him. The water rippling around them from the movements. “So fucking tight…no matter how many times I fill you.”

When he bottoms out, Gunnar takes in a shuddering breath. Fuck it feels so good. The warm water lapping at his skin and his mate’s heat wrapped around his cock.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed whispers. “I-I’ve never…”

“Baby…” the prince sighs fervently. “… it’s so good.”

@gunnartjorvason

“It’s better than good…” Gunnar grins as his voice gets deeper. A low growl threatening to rumble from his throat.

“I love this…having you wrapped around me. So tender and gentle, but sparking an inferno inside me.” Gunnar softly murmurs as he looks into his mate’s eyes.

“Gods, I love you, baby…”

@cinaedofulaid

Fuck.

The prince finally giggles breathlessly as a shelf of water tips over their bathing tub, Gunnar almost restlessly grabbing for him to keep him close regardless of the mess they’re making.

@gunnartjorvason

“Mine…” Gunnar growls. “Always mine.”

“Cum for me, little fox…squeeze my knot. Take my seed.” Gunnar grunts as he grinds himself even deeper.

@cinaedofulaid

“Oh, fuck.” Cinaed rasps out as Gunnar’s knot swells inside him.

“Oh my god. Yes. Please…”

As soon as the Northman grabs his cock and gives it firm strokes, the prince whimpers and buries his face in Gunnar’s neck. It’s just what he needed. More than that, it’s fucking madness.

“Fuck fuck fuck…” the prince whispers in little pants as Gunnar grinds inside him and strokes him at the same time. “Please, yes… you’re going to make me cum…”

“Oh my god. Baby, I’m so sorry!” the prince chimes out as his fingertips gently examine his lover’s neck.

“… shit. I didn’t know I would do that!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Gods, yes, baby…” Gunnar rasps as he’s swept up in his climax.

“Trust me…my wolf is very happy…”

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar brushes the drop of blood from Cinaed’s lip, the prince is still processing what exactly just happened.

“Wait…” the prince whispers, looking at Gunnar’s neck again.

“Gunnar, I love you so much...” The prince purrs, giving his lover a deep kiss.

“… and now?” He asks excitedly. “Will it stay? Show others that you’re mine?”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you too, baby…so damn much.” Gunnar grins into Cinaed’s deep kiss, getting lost for a moment in the taste of his mate on his tongue.

“Everyone will know your alpha has been claimed.” Gunnar nuzzles his nose with his mate, feeling beyond happy.

“Behave…” He cocks an eyebrow at Cinaed, despite the mischievous look in his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yeah. You’re right. Perhaps that was just a practice bite, hm?” The prince purrs teasingly. Gunnar looks so amazingly happy, and it’s so cute. It’s completely contagious.

Behave.

The word itself makes the prince crazy with lust and giddy with happiness. How can Gunnar expect him to behave? Perhaps the Northman knows him well. Too well.

As his lips get closer to Gunnar’s bite, Cinaed nips on his earlobe before slowly trailing his lips across the mark, then his tongue.

“Mine.” The prince purrs.

@gunnartjorvason

Fuck…

“Always yours…now and forever.” Gunnar purrs as his hands caress Cinaed’s back and bottom. He rolls his hips, a satisfied smile on his face feeling them still firmly locked together.

“Careful, little fox…keep that up and we won’t be getting out of this tub anytime soon.” Gunnar smirks.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed rasps out softly against Gunnar’s ear. He felt Gunnar’s body respond, deeper than just the subtle movements against him.

“Actually… take me to bed, please? I don’t even care if we dry off. The air will dry us.” The prince purrs.

“Your eyes,” the prince says softly as he looks up into Gunnar’s icy blues with tender admiration. Something is different.

“Baby, they’re glowing. Sparkling.”

@gunnartjorvason

Carefully laying Cinaed on the furs, Gunnar hovers over him taking in the sheen of water on his chest and abdomen. Fuck, he looks so beautiful…and smells even better.

“My eyes?” Gunnar quirks an eyebrow, curious what his mate is seeing. “Glowing? Sparkling?”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed nods slowly, still looking into the sheer beauty of his mate’s eyes. He’s completely transfixed on them— mesmerized. Gods, they are now more inseparable than ever.

“Yes,” the prince purrs softly. “… but they are still blue. Shimmering and sparkling like the ocean.”

Running his hand up the Northman’s chest and tenderly to his neck, the prince beams up at him. Gods, he’s so fucking happy. He’s never felt this way before in his whole life.

“You’re very handsome…” he purrs to him.

“Have I told you how much I love when we do that?” He smirks, referring to their mating.

@gunnartjorvason

“Your rock?” Gunnar chuckles as Cinaed furrows his brows at him. “It’s right where you left it, baby.”

“As are you, little fox…but if you keep purring at me like that, we won’t be leaving these furs.” Gunnar’s eyes light up with mischief.

“Fuck…” Gunnar rasps as suddenly heat floods his groin and all thoughts of tickling escape him.

“That’s not even fair…” the warrior feigns outrage as his bites back laughter.

@cinaedofulaid

“Dangerous?” Cinaed purrs as he teases his mate’s neck and whispers in his ear. “You can fuck me as much as you want…”

Gunnar feels what he feels now, he can see it. It’s an amazing feeling, too.

The prince grins brightly as Gunnar says it isn’t fair. “You love it already! I can tell!”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you…” Gunnar counters. “…and that includes being as close as possible to the one who holds my heart.”

Gods, he’s so fucking adorable.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes,” Cinaed smiles. “I’m hungry. Again.”

“Do you think Luca is alright?” Cinaed asks softly as he looks back at Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason

“Baby…look what I found.” Gunnar holds out the pear to Cinaed, a glowing smile on his face.

Pulling Cinaed in his arms, he can feel the worry in his mate’s heart for their little pup. “We’ll see him tonight and get to give him loves.” Gunnar reassures his husband.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hm?” Cinaed hums softly as he turns his attention back to Gunnar, then he gasps.

“Oh my god, yes. Thank you!!”

“He knows he is safe with his family, regardless. Revna is his sister, Tora and Runa are his nieces… he can smell your blood on them.”

Cutting the pear into a few pieces, Cinaed gives his first piece to Gunnar despite his own excitement. As he hands it to him, the look he gives him is one of deep love, his amber eyes glowing.

“Remind me that this is real, baby.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…not bad. But not quite as good as my berries.” Gunnar tilts his head playfully as he eats the slice of pear.

Wrapping his arms around Cinaed from behind, Gunnar nuzzles into his neck. A soft sigh falling from his lips as he breathes deep of Cinaed’s delicious scent.

“It’s real, little fox. Very real…” Gunnar purrs against Cinaed’s neck as he places soft kisses.

“Now, let’s eat, before I decide to eat you instead…” the warrior lets out a soft teasing growl.

“Who am I kidding…I’ll still eat you…”

@cinaedofulaid

“I do think they have a special bond. Luca and Revna.” Cinaed adds to the earlier conversation. “I trust her with him. More than anyone, possibly.”

“I’d like to go back to the den tonight, after the feast. Dig a little further…” the prince says a little nervously, rubbing a hand through his curls. “If that’s alright.”

@gunnartjorvason

“…but I still plan on picking up some more pears for you at the market. And anything else you desire.” The warrior winks at his mate. It makes him feel good being able to provide for his love.

Gunnar slides a hand on Cinaed’s thigh when he feels his mate’s nervousness. To ground him and make him feel safe.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed smiles when Gunnar mentions someone going to a lot of trouble for their honeymoon, taking the last bite of his pear. It’s true… he should do something special for her, and he will.

“That would be so kind of you, darling. But right now… I want for nothing but you.”

Cinaed shakes his head at himself. How does he even know how to create this so called den?

“You think we’ll be up all night?” Cinaed asks with a little charming smile and sparkling eyes.

“Yes, baby. I would love to rest for a few hours. Can you stay close to me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…it might be the only way to distract my mate from his mission. Keep you locked on my cock so you take little breaks.” Gunnar’s smirk deepens as a mischievous look comes to his eyes.

“Rest, baby…I’ll be right here beside you.” Gunnar softly purrs.

@cinaedofulaid

“I will want that too…” the prince purrs with his little blush and a smile.

“Uh um,” The prince quietly hums a no as Gunnar pulls him closer and closer. “I need to wash my teeth!”

With a little yelp and a beaming smile, Cinaed relents and kisses him. His husband is mad with love sickness.

@gunnartjorvason

@cinaedofulaid

“We should be getting ready now,” Cinaed snickers against his lover’s lips. He wiggles a little and it’s fruitless as the Northman spoons behind him.

“Can you lead me to her? Like last time?” The prince asks with the same hopefulness.

“Gunnar, I’m just… too excited.” He grins.

“… And I want to know more.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Sneaky, little fox…” Gunnar groans when Cinaed slips from his hold. He struggles to bite back his grin seeing the excitement on his love’s face.

“Revna will be there for us…I know she will.” Gunnar gazes lovingly into his mate’s eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“I’m ready when you are, darling.”

Cinaed gives a knock to the raven haired woman’s healing chamber door, taking a steadying breath to quiet the fox within him. Thankfully he hasn’t growled at anyone yet, and neither has Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

***

“Please, come it…” Revna smiles holding the door open for them to come in.

@cinaedofulaid

“Here…” Cinaed grins and gently passes Luca to his father so he can love on him. Even though it was nice to have an evening focused on each other, the prince missed him so much.

“Well… so…” the prince tries to broach the subject as Revna looks at him with familiar icy blue eyes.

“I don’t quite know where to begin. I want to know… what to expect. Right? About what you told us last time we were in this room.” Cinaed says.

“I need to know if the full moon worked. If I could now be having a pup in my fox form, and what to expect with it.”

@revnashieldmaiden

“If you would like I could use my seiðr to check and see if there have been any changes since we discovered the vessel.” Revna smiles warmly at Cinaed.

“Father I will need your help…” Revna softly says, and she watches as Gunnar places Luca back on the rug where the pup was napping.

@cinaedofulaid

As Cinaed sits across from Revna, he almost leans towards her into his toes. His attention is peaked at every one of her words, almost as if trying to memorize them.

True mates…

“Yes. I would really like that.” Cinaed says with a nod. He stands from the chair and takes his tunic up and off his shoulders, feeling a bit more exposed than he usually would for some reason.

“Sorry, Revna… I can’t help it. I’ve been very growly the past few days. I promise I won’t hurt you.” Cinaed says softly, his amber eyes earnest as he looks up to her.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

“Easier said than done…” Gunnar mutters under his breath as he places Luca back in his napping spot.

Revna places her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle at Cinaed’s request and her father’s answer. They are just so cute together, and she can’t get over how happy they both look.

“I see a little bean inside the vessel…” she softly murmurs. “…it’s so tiny, but it is new life.”

@cinaedofulaid

“A bean?” Cinaed snickers, then laughs. “Oh my god.”

The way Revna described it was so cute. Perhaps it truly does look like that. So tiny, like she says. And it takes the prince a full ten seconds to take in her last words.

“… really?” The prince beams up at her, then covers his face with both hands. What?!

Cinaed slides his hands down his jaw and looks at Gunnar then, giving him a mischievous, elated gaze with misty amber eyes.

“We’re in for it now, darling.”

@gunnartjorvason

A bean?

…it is new life.

As soon as Revna removes her hands, Gunnar scoops up his mate into his arms and lap. Peppering him with kisses and scenting him everywhere he can touch. Gods, he’s so happy he feels fit to burst.

“Do you have any other questions for me?” Revna asks as she stands back giving them a moment.

@cinaedofulaid

Fuck.

I’m so in love with you. So happy…

“… oh, yes! Yes… so many questions.” Cinaed says, shifting on Gunnar’s lap to face Revna.

“How long do I have?” The prince asks her.

“I mean, how long is um… the gestation period? Will I know when it’s happening? Will I have time to shift?” Cinaed asks question after question, hoping it doesn’t overwhelm her.

“Is this why I had the instinct to dig the den? Will it happen there?”

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

@cinaedofulaid

“Hi… husband.” The prince says softly as the Northman opens his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

A smile curls the Northman’s lips when Cinaed kisses his beard, his eyes barely peeking open. “Morning…husband.” He says, his voice sleep rough.

Whatever his husband feels most comfortable with, Gunnar will provide.

@cinaedofulaid

“Good morning,” Cinaed grins at Gunnar’s rough, sleepy voice. He closes his eyes again when the Northman trails his lips against his neck, the touch giving him a hint of goosebumps.

“You want to stay here in the wilderness?” The prince grins again and gives a little chuckle.

“I want our hearth… our bed. I want to look at all my shiny things.”

Just as he says it, Cinaed’s eyes go wide and his hand searches the furs until he finds his amethyst crystal. He relaxes when it’s in the palm of his hand again.

“I feel good…” the prince tenderly smiles at the look Gunnar gives him, his gaze sparkling.

“Very good. Perhaps a little tender. Nothing a warm bath won’t help.”

Nuzzling a little closer, Cinaed looks up at Gunnar with a sultry doe eyed gaze as the light on the horizon grows a little. “… and how do you feel?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Then I will make sure you get a warm bath to help soothe any soreness you might have.” Gunnar gives his mate a doting look and a tender smile.

“I feel amazing. I get to wake up to the most beautiful man in my arms, every morning, for the rest of my life.” Gunnar purrs before placing a gentle kiss on his husband’s lips.

“Are you hungry? Should we eat before we pack up and head home?” The warrior asks as he nuzzles his nose against Cinaed’s. His mate’s wellbeing at the forefront of his mind.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed grins again and bites his lower lip as Gunnar mentions the celebration in their honor tonight. “Gunnar, oh my god… insatiable.” The prince snickers.

“So sweet to me…” Cinaed purrs. “I’m the luckiest in the world… I promise to make you so fucking happy…”

Distracted as he nuzzles the Northman’s cheek with a little head bump, Cinaed returns his gaze again a moment later with a beaming smile. “I could eat!”

@gunnartjorvason

“What!? I can’t help it…you make me that way.” Gunnar feigns a shocked expression, while barely hiding a grin.

“You already do, baby. Every moment I spend with you makes me so fucking happy, I feel like I’m going to burst.” Gunnar grins.

“Perfect, baby…just like you.” Gunnar purrs as he leans in and places a tender kiss on Cinaed’s lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Cute,” the prince purrs with a beaming smile, musing about the way Gunnar so adoringly looked at him. He smooches him back and literally scoots closer to him, their knees slightly touching.

“You know what I’ve been craving?” Cinaed asks him.

“Pears. Do you like pears? Oh my god, I love pears.” The prince says a bit giddily. That same energy he’s had the past few days — a little silly, and loopy.

“I guess soup and stew are pretty much the same… but… Oooh we could roast a chicken!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Perhaps we can ask Ronan if he has a chicken…or a rooster, he wants to get rid of.” Gunnar chuckles remembering when Ronan complained about the noisy roosters waking him up in the morning.

After they finish their morning meal, Gunnar helps his mate clean up their nest before holding out his hand for Cinaed to take.

“C’mere, little fox…” Gunnar husks in a deep tone. He guides his mate to straddle his lap before wrapping his arms around him. Gods, it feels good holding his mate close.

“Now shall we clean up the nest and head home?” Gunnar asks with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar says the word cravings, Cinaed shrugs and shakes his head. Yeah… cravings for everything. Literally everything.

“I haven’t had a pear since I was in Irland before we met. God I want a pear. We’ll pick up some more berries too!”

As Gunnar mentions Revna’s venison mushroom soup, the prince’s mouth drops open and he swears it starts watering.

“Oh my god, yes…”

Even with all the bites of food set before him, Cinaed’s mind drifts further, almost like he’s in a trance. Yeah, chicken. Bread…

“Yes!” Cinaed chimes out before standing from Gunnar’s lap.

I’m married.

@gunnartjorvason

My husband..

“Wait here a moment…” Gunnar softly says with concern in his voice.

“All is clear, but there is a surprise waiting for us…” Gunnar reassures his mate as his eyes twinkle in merriment. “But first, we do this the right way…”

“Someone went to a lot of trouble to give us a special homecoming.” Gunnar smiles as he sets his husband on his feet. Pulling him into his embrace, Gunnar gives his love a deep kiss.

@cinaedofulaid

… roses?

Cinaed thinks he’s picking up on the right scent, but he’s unsure. He’s still attuning to his new senses.

“It’s good to be home.” Cinaed purrs, giving Gunnar a teasing little gaze as he steps into the tub. It’s still warm, and it feels magnificent. It smells even better — like roses.

“What are you waiting for? Come here,” the prince grins as he sits down in the tub, extending his hand for the Northman’s.

@gunnartjorvason

Gods, could he be any more sexy…

“Scoot forward a bit, and I’ll get in behind you…” Gunnar requests as he takes Cinaed’s hand. The moment he steps into the warm water a soft moan falls from his lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Do you think I’m pretty?” Cinaed purrs as he places his hand firmly on Gunnar’s thigh in the water, trailing it up his skin. “Is that why you’re so quick to be ready for me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Careful, little fox…” a low growl falls from Gunnar. “…if you keep teasing me like that, I’ll take you right here in the tub.”

@cinaedofulaid

The prince looks back to Gunnar with a teasing amber gaze, wondering if his words are true. He gives him a little challenge with the sparkle in his eye.

Fucking do it. Take me.

… fuck.

“I want you to fuck me right here.” Cinaed echoes his words, resisting the sudden urge to beg.

“… right here. Put it inside me.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Fuck, baby…” Gunnar breathes as Cinaed’s heat slowly engulfs him. The water rippling around them from the movements. “So fucking tight…no matter how many times I fill you.”

When he bottoms out, Gunnar takes in a shuddering breath. Fuck it feels so good. The warm water lapping at his skin and his mate’s heat wrapped around his cock.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed whispers. “I-I’ve never…”

“Baby…” the prince sighs fervently. “… it’s so good.”

@gunnartjorvason

“It’s better than good…” Gunnar grins as his voice gets deeper. A low growl threatening to rumble from his throat.

“I love this…having you wrapped around me. So tender and gentle, but sparking an inferno inside me.” Gunnar softly murmurs as he looks into his mate’s eyes.

“Gods, I love you, baby…”

@cinaedofulaid

Fuck.

The prince finally giggles breathlessly as a shelf of water tips over their bathing tub, Gunnar almost restlessly grabbing for him to keep him close regardless of the mess they’re making.

@gunnartjorvason

“Mine…” Gunnar growls. “Always mine.”

“Cum for me, little fox…squeeze my knot. Take my seed.” Gunnar grunts as he grinds himself even deeper.

@cinaedofulaid

“Oh, fuck.” Cinaed rasps out as Gunnar’s knot swells inside him.

“Oh my god. Yes. Please…”

As soon as the Northman grabs his cock and gives it firm strokes, the prince whimpers and buries his face in Gunnar’s neck. It’s just what he needed. More than that, it’s fucking madness.

“Fuck fuck fuck…” the prince whispers in little pants as Gunnar grinds inside him and strokes him at the same time. “Please, yes… you’re going to make me cum…”

“Oh my god. Baby, I’m so sorry!” the prince chimes out as his fingertips gently examine his lover’s neck.

“… shit. I didn’t know I would do that!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Gods, yes, baby…” Gunnar rasps as he’s swept up in his climax.

“Trust me…my wolf is very happy…”

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar brushes the drop of blood from Cinaed’s lip, the prince is still processing what exactly just happened.

“Wait…” the prince whispers, looking at Gunnar’s neck again.

“Gunnar, I love you so much...” The prince purrs, giving his lover a deep kiss.

“… and now?” He asks excitedly. “Will it stay? Show others that you’re mine?”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you too, baby…so damn much.” Gunnar grins into Cinaed’s deep kiss, getting lost for a moment in the taste of his mate on his tongue.

“Everyone will know your alpha has been claimed.” Gunnar nuzzles his nose with his mate, feeling beyond happy.

“Behave…” He cocks an eyebrow at Cinaed, despite the mischievous look in his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yeah. You’re right. Perhaps that was just a practice bite, hm?” The prince purrs teasingly. Gunnar looks so amazingly happy, and it’s so cute. It’s completely contagious.

Behave.

The word itself makes the prince crazy with lust and giddy with happiness. How can Gunnar expect him to behave? Perhaps the Northman knows him well. Too well.

As his lips get closer to Gunnar’s bite, Cinaed nips on his earlobe before slowly trailing his lips across the mark, then his tongue.

“Mine.” The prince purrs.

@gunnartjorvason

Fuck…

“Always yours…now and forever.” Gunnar purrs as his hands caress Cinaed’s back and bottom. He rolls his hips, a satisfied smile on his face feeling them still firmly locked together.

“Careful, little fox…keep that up and we won’t be getting out of this tub anytime soon.” Gunnar smirks.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed rasps out softly against Gunnar’s ear. He felt Gunnar’s body respond, deeper than just the subtle movements against him.

“Actually… take me to bed, please? I don’t even care if we dry off. The air will dry us.” The prince purrs.

“Your eyes,” the prince says softly as he looks up into Gunnar’s icy blues with tender admiration. Something is different.

“Baby, they’re glowing. Sparkling.”

@gunnartjorvason

Carefully laying Cinaed on the furs, Gunnar hovers over him taking in the sheen of water on his chest and abdomen. Fuck, he looks so beautiful…and smells even better.

“My eyes?” Gunnar quirks an eyebrow, curious what his mate is seeing. “Glowing? Sparkling?”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed nods slowly, still looking into the sheer beauty of his mate’s eyes. He’s completely transfixed on them— mesmerized. Gods, they are now more inseparable than ever.

“Yes,” the prince purrs softly. “… but they are still blue. Shimmering and sparkling like the ocean.”

Running his hand up the Northman’s chest and tenderly to his neck, the prince beams up at him. Gods, he’s so fucking happy. He’s never felt this way before in his whole life.

“You’re very handsome…” he purrs to him.

“Have I told you how much I love when we do that?” He smirks, referring to their mating.

@gunnartjorvason

“Your rock?” Gunnar chuckles as Cinaed furrows his brows at him. “It’s right where you left it, baby.”

“As are you, little fox…but if you keep purring at me like that, we won’t be leaving these furs.” Gunnar’s eyes light up with mischief.

“Fuck…” Gunnar rasps as suddenly heat floods his groin and all thoughts of tickling escape him.

“That’s not even fair…” the warrior feigns outrage as his bites back laughter.

@cinaedofulaid

“Dangerous?” Cinaed purrs as he teases his mate’s neck and whispers in his ear. “You can fuck me as much as you want…”

Gunnar feels what he feels now, he can see it. It’s an amazing feeling, too.

The prince grins brightly as Gunnar says it isn’t fair. “You love it already! I can tell!”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you…” Gunnar counters. “…and that includes being as close as possible to the one who holds my heart.”

Gods, he’s so fucking adorable.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes,” Cinaed smiles. “I’m hungry. Again.”

“Do you think Luca is alright?” Cinaed asks softly as he looks back at Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason

“Baby…look what I found.” Gunnar holds out the pear to Cinaed, a glowing smile on his face.

Pulling Cinaed in his arms, he can feel the worry in his mate’s heart for their little pup. “We’ll see him tonight and get to give him loves.” Gunnar reassures his husband.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hm?” Cinaed hums softly as he turns his attention back to Gunnar, then he gasps.

“Oh my god, yes. Thank you!!”

“He knows he is safe with his family, regardless. Revna is his sister, Tora and Runa are his nieces… he can smell your blood on them.”

Cutting the pear into a few pieces, Cinaed gives his first piece to Gunnar despite his own excitement. As he hands it to him, the look he gives him is one of deep love, his amber eyes glowing.

“Remind me that this is real, baby.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…not bad. But not quite as good as my berries.” Gunnar tilts his head playfully as he eats the slice of pear.

Wrapping his arms around Cinaed from behind, Gunnar nuzzles into his neck. A soft sigh falling from his lips as he breathes deep of Cinaed’s delicious scent.

“It’s real, little fox. Very real…” Gunnar purrs against Cinaed’s neck as he places soft kisses.

“Now, let’s eat, before I decide to eat you instead…” the warrior lets out a soft teasing growl.

“Who am I kidding…I’ll still eat you…”

@cinaedofulaid

“I do think they have a special bond. Luca and Revna.” Cinaed adds to the earlier conversation. “I trust her with him. More than anyone, possibly.”

“I’d like to go back to the den tonight, after the feast. Dig a little further…” the prince says a little nervously, rubbing a hand through his curls. “If that’s alright.”

@gunnartjorvason

“…but I still plan on picking up some more pears for you at the market. And anything else you desire.” The warrior winks at his mate. It makes him feel good being able to provide for his love.

Gunnar slides a hand on Cinaed’s thigh when he feels his mate’s nervousness. To ground him and make him feel safe.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed smiles when Gunnar mentions someone going to a lot of trouble for their honeymoon, taking the last bite of his pear. It’s true… he should do something special for her, and he will.

“That would be so kind of you, darling. But right now… I want for nothing but you.”

Cinaed shakes his head at himself. How does he even know how to create this so called den?

“You think we’ll be up all night?” Cinaed asks with a little charming smile and sparkling eyes.

“Yes, baby. I would love to rest for a few hours. Can you stay close to me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…it might be the only way to distract my mate from his mission. Keep you locked on my cock so you take little breaks.” Gunnar’s smirk deepens as a mischievous look comes to his eyes.

“Rest, baby…I’ll be right here beside you.” Gunnar softly purrs.

@cinaedofulaid

“I will want that too…” the prince purrs with his little blush and a smile.

“Uh um,” The prince quietly hums a no as Gunnar pulls him closer and closer. “I need to wash my teeth!”

With a little yelp and a beaming smile, Cinaed relents and kisses him. His husband is mad with love sickness.

@gunnartjorvason

@cinaedofulaid

“We should be getting ready now,” Cinaed snickers against his lover’s lips. He wiggles a little and it’s fruitless as the Northman spoons behind him.

“Can you lead me to her? Like last time?” The prince asks with the same hopefulness.

“Gunnar, I’m just… too excited.” He grins.

“… And I want to know more.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Sneaky, little fox…” Gunnar groans when Cinaed slips from his hold. He struggles to bite back his grin seeing the excitement on his love’s face.

“Revna will be there for us…I know she will.” Gunnar gazes lovingly into his mate’s eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“I’m ready when you are, darling.”

Cinaed gives a knock to the raven haired woman’s healing chamber door, taking a steadying breath to quiet the fox within him. Thankfully he hasn’t growled at anyone yet, and neither has Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

***

“Please, come it…” Revna smiles holding the door open for them to come in.

@cinaedofulaid

“Here…” Cinaed grins and gently passes Luca to his father so he can love on him. Even though it was nice to have an evening focused on each other, the prince missed him so much.

“Well… so…” the prince tries to broach the subject as Revna looks at him with familiar icy blue eyes.

“I don’t quite know where to begin. I want to know… what to expect. Right? About what you told us last time we were in this room.” Cinaed says.

“I need to know if the full moon worked. If I could now be having a pup in my fox form, and what to expect with it.”

@revnashieldmaiden

“If you would like I could use my seiðr to check and see if there have been any changes since we discovered the vessel.” Revna smiles warmly at Cinaed.

“Father I will need your help…” Revna softly says, and she watches as Gunnar places Luca back on the rug where the pup was napping.

@cinaedofulaid

As Cinaed sits across from Revna, he almost leans towards her into his toes. His attention is peaked at every one of her words, almost as if trying to memorize them.

True mates…

“Yes. I would really like that.” Cinaed says with a nod. He stands from the chair and takes his tunic up and off his shoulders, feeling a bit more exposed than he usually would for some reason.

“Sorry, Revna… I can’t help it. I’ve been very growly the past few days. I promise I won’t hurt you.” Cinaed says softly, his amber eyes earnest as he looks up to her.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

“Easier said than done…” Gunnar mutters under his breath as he places Luca back in his napping spot.

Revna places her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle at Cinaed’s request and her father’s answer. They are just so cute together, and she can’t get over how happy they both look.

“I see a little bean inside the vessel…” she softly murmurs. “…it’s so tiny, but it is new life.”

@cinaedofulaid

“Hi… husband.” The prince says softly as the Northman opens his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

A smile curls the Northman’s lips when Cinaed kisses his beard, his eyes barely peeking open. “Morning…husband.” He says, his voice sleep rough.

Whatever his husband feels most comfortable with, Gunnar will provide.

@cinaedofulaid

“Good morning,” Cinaed grins at Gunnar’s rough, sleepy voice. He closes his eyes again when the Northman trails his lips against his neck, the touch giving him a hint of goosebumps.

“You want to stay here in the wilderness?” The prince grins again and gives a little chuckle.

“I want our hearth… our bed. I want to look at all my shiny things.”

Just as he says it, Cinaed’s eyes go wide and his hand searches the furs until he finds his amethyst crystal. He relaxes when it’s in the palm of his hand again.

“I feel good…” the prince tenderly smiles at the look Gunnar gives him, his gaze sparkling.

“Very good. Perhaps a little tender. Nothing a warm bath won’t help.”

Nuzzling a little closer, Cinaed looks up at Gunnar with a sultry doe eyed gaze as the light on the horizon grows a little. “… and how do you feel?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Then I will make sure you get a warm bath to help soothe any soreness you might have.” Gunnar gives his mate a doting look and a tender smile.

“I feel amazing. I get to wake up to the most beautiful man in my arms, every morning, for the rest of my life.” Gunnar purrs before placing a gentle kiss on his husband’s lips.

“Are you hungry? Should we eat before we pack up and head home?” The warrior asks as he nuzzles his nose against Cinaed’s. His mate’s wellbeing at the forefront of his mind.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed grins again and bites his lower lip as Gunnar mentions the celebration in their honor tonight. “Gunnar, oh my god… insatiable.” The prince snickers.

“So sweet to me…” Cinaed purrs. “I’m the luckiest in the world… I promise to make you so fucking happy…”

Distracted as he nuzzles the Northman’s cheek with a little head bump, Cinaed returns his gaze again a moment later with a beaming smile. “I could eat!”

@gunnartjorvason

“What!? I can’t help it…you make me that way.” Gunnar feigns a shocked expression, while barely hiding a grin.

“You already do, baby. Every moment I spend with you makes me so fucking happy, I feel like I’m going to burst.” Gunnar grins.

“Perfect, baby…just like you.” Gunnar purrs as he leans in and places a tender kiss on Cinaed’s lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Cute,” the prince purrs with a beaming smile, musing about the way Gunnar so adoringly looked at him. He smooches him back and literally scoots closer to him, their knees slightly touching.

“You know what I’ve been craving?” Cinaed asks him.

“Pears. Do you like pears? Oh my god, I love pears.” The prince says a bit giddily. That same energy he’s had the past few days — a little silly, and loopy.

“I guess soup and stew are pretty much the same… but… Oooh we could roast a chicken!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Perhaps we can ask Ronan if he has a chicken…or a rooster, he wants to get rid of.” Gunnar chuckles remembering when Ronan complained about the noisy roosters waking him up in the morning.

After they finish their morning meal, Gunnar helps his mate clean up their nest before holding out his hand for Cinaed to take.

“C’mere, little fox…” Gunnar husks in a deep tone. He guides his mate to straddle his lap before wrapping his arms around him. Gods, it feels good holding his mate close.

“Now shall we clean up the nest and head home?” Gunnar asks with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar says the word cravings, Cinaed shrugs and shakes his head. Yeah… cravings for everything. Literally everything.

“I haven’t had a pear since I was in Irland before we met. God I want a pear. We’ll pick up some more berries too!”

As Gunnar mentions Revna’s venison mushroom soup, the prince’s mouth drops open and he swears it starts watering.

“Oh my god, yes…”

Even with all the bites of food set before him, Cinaed’s mind drifts further, almost like he’s in a trance. Yeah, chicken. Bread…

“Yes!” Cinaed chimes out before standing from Gunnar’s lap.

I’m married.

@gunnartjorvason

My husband..

“Wait here a moment…” Gunnar softly says with concern in his voice.

“All is clear, but there is a surprise waiting for us…” Gunnar reassures his mate as his eyes twinkle in merriment. “But first, we do this the right way…”

“Someone went to a lot of trouble to give us a special homecoming.” Gunnar smiles as he sets his husband on his feet. Pulling him into his embrace, Gunnar gives his love a deep kiss.

@cinaedofulaid

… roses?

Cinaed thinks he’s picking up on the right scent, but he’s unsure. He’s still attuning to his new senses.

“It’s good to be home.” Cinaed purrs, giving Gunnar a teasing little gaze as he steps into the tub. It’s still warm, and it feels magnificent. It smells even better — like roses.

“What are you waiting for? Come here,” the prince grins as he sits down in the tub, extending his hand for the Northman’s.

@gunnartjorvason

Gods, could he be any more sexy…

“Scoot forward a bit, and I’ll get in behind you…” Gunnar requests as he takes Cinaed’s hand. The moment he steps into the warm water a soft moan falls from his lips.

@cinaedofulaid

“Do you think I’m pretty?” Cinaed purrs as he places his hand firmly on Gunnar’s thigh in the water, trailing it up his skin. “Is that why you’re so quick to be ready for me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Careful, little fox…” a low growl falls from Gunnar. “…if you keep teasing me like that, I’ll take you right here in the tub.”

@cinaedofulaid

The prince looks back to Gunnar with a teasing amber gaze, wondering if his words are true. He gives him a little challenge with the sparkle in his eye.

Fucking do it. Take me.

… fuck.

“I want you to fuck me right here.” Cinaed echoes his words, resisting the sudden urge to beg.

“… right here. Put it inside me.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Fuck, baby…” Gunnar breathes as Cinaed’s heat slowly engulfs him. The water rippling around them from the movements. “So fucking tight…no matter how many times I fill you.”

When he bottoms out, Gunnar takes in a shuddering breath. Fuck it feels so good. The warm water lapping at his skin and his mate’s heat wrapped around his cock.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed whispers. “I-I’ve never…”

“Baby…” the prince sighs fervently. “… it’s so good.”

@gunnartjorvason

“It’s better than good…” Gunnar grins as his voice gets deeper. A low growl threatening to rumble from his throat.

“I love this…having you wrapped around me. So tender and gentle, but sparking an inferno inside me.” Gunnar softly murmurs as he looks into his mate’s eyes.

“Gods, I love you, baby…”

@cinaedofulaid

Fuck.

The prince finally giggles breathlessly as a shelf of water tips over their bathing tub, Gunnar almost restlessly grabbing for him to keep him close regardless of the mess they’re making.

@gunnartjorvason

“Mine…” Gunnar growls. “Always mine.”

“Cum for me, little fox…squeeze my knot. Take my seed.” Gunnar grunts as he grinds himself even deeper.

@cinaedofulaid

“Oh, fuck.” Cinaed rasps out as Gunnar’s knot swells inside him.

“Oh my god. Yes. Please…”

As soon as the Northman grabs his cock and gives it firm strokes, the prince whimpers and buries his face in Gunnar’s neck. It’s just what he needed. More than that, it’s fucking madness.

“Fuck fuck fuck…” the prince whispers in little pants as Gunnar grinds inside him and strokes him at the same time. “Please, yes… you’re going to make me cum…”

“Oh my god. Baby, I’m so sorry!” the prince chimes out as his fingertips gently examine his lover’s neck.

“… shit. I didn’t know I would do that!”

@gunnartjorvason

“Gods, yes, baby…” Gunnar rasps as he’s swept up in his climax.

“Trust me…my wolf is very happy…”

@cinaedofulaid

As Gunnar brushes the drop of blood from Cinaed’s lip, the prince is still processing what exactly just happened.

“Wait…” the prince whispers, looking at Gunnar’s neck again.

“Gunnar, I love you so much...” The prince purrs, giving his lover a deep kiss.

“… and now?” He asks excitedly. “Will it stay? Show others that you’re mine?”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you too, baby…so damn much.” Gunnar grins into Cinaed’s deep kiss, getting lost for a moment in the taste of his mate on his tongue.

“Everyone will know your alpha has been claimed.” Gunnar nuzzles his nose with his mate, feeling beyond happy.

“Behave…” He cocks an eyebrow at Cinaed, despite the mischievous look in his eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yeah. You’re right. Perhaps that was just a practice bite, hm?” The prince purrs teasingly. Gunnar looks so amazingly happy, and it’s so cute. It’s completely contagious.

Behave.

The word itself makes the prince crazy with lust and giddy with happiness. How can Gunnar expect him to behave? Perhaps the Northman knows him well. Too well.

As his lips get closer to Gunnar’s bite, Cinaed nips on his earlobe before slowly trailing his lips across the mark, then his tongue.

“Mine.” The prince purrs.

@gunnartjorvason

Fuck…

“Always yours…now and forever.” Gunnar purrs as his hands caress Cinaed’s back and bottom. He rolls his hips, a satisfied smile on his face feeling them still firmly locked together.

“Careful, little fox…keep that up and we won’t be getting out of this tub anytime soon.” Gunnar smirks.

@cinaedofulaid

“… fuck.” Cinaed rasps out softly against Gunnar’s ear. He felt Gunnar’s body respond, deeper than just the subtle movements against him.

“Actually… take me to bed, please? I don’t even care if we dry off. The air will dry us.” The prince purrs.

“Your eyes,” the prince says softly as he looks up into Gunnar’s icy blues with tender admiration. Something is different.

“Baby, they’re glowing. Sparkling.”

@gunnartjorvason

Carefully laying Cinaed on the furs, Gunnar hovers over him taking in the sheen of water on his chest and abdomen. Fuck, he looks so beautiful…and smells even better.

“My eyes?” Gunnar quirks an eyebrow, curious what his mate is seeing. “Glowing? Sparkling?”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed nods slowly, still looking into the sheer beauty of his mate’s eyes. He’s completely transfixed on them— mesmerized. Gods, they are now more inseparable than ever.

“Yes,” the prince purrs softly. “… but they are still blue. Shimmering and sparkling like the ocean.”

Running his hand up the Northman’s chest and tenderly to his neck, the prince beams up at him. Gods, he’s so fucking happy. He’s never felt this way before in his whole life.

“You’re very handsome…” he purrs to him.

“Have I told you how much I love when we do that?” He smirks, referring to their mating.

@gunnartjorvason

“Your rock?” Gunnar chuckles as Cinaed furrows his brows at him. “It’s right where you left it, baby.”

“As are you, little fox…but if you keep purring at me like that, we won’t be leaving these furs.” Gunnar’s eyes light up with mischief.

“Fuck…” Gunnar rasps as suddenly heat floods his groin and all thoughts of tickling escape him.

“That’s not even fair…” the warrior feigns outrage as his bites back laughter.

@cinaedofulaid

“Dangerous?” Cinaed purrs as he teases his mate’s neck and whispers in his ear. “You can fuck me as much as you want…”

Gunnar feels what he feels now, he can see it. It’s an amazing feeling, too.

The prince grins brightly as Gunnar says it isn’t fair. “You love it already! I can tell!”

@gunnartjorvason

“I love you…” Gunnar counters. “…and that includes being as close as possible to the one who holds my heart.”

Gods, he’s so fucking adorable.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes,” Cinaed smiles. “I’m hungry. Again.”

“Do you think Luca is alright?” Cinaed asks softly as he looks back at Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason

“Baby…look what I found.” Gunnar holds out the pear to Cinaed, a glowing smile on his face.

Pulling Cinaed in his arms, he can feel the worry in his mate’s heart for their little pup. “We’ll see him tonight and get to give him loves.” Gunnar reassures his husband.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hm?” Cinaed hums softly as he turns his attention back to Gunnar, then he gasps.

“Oh my god, yes. Thank you!!”

“He knows he is safe with his family, regardless. Revna is his sister, Tora and Runa are his nieces… he can smell your blood on them.”

Cutting the pear into a few pieces, Cinaed gives his first piece to Gunnar despite his own excitement. As he hands it to him, the look he gives him is one of deep love, his amber eyes glowing.

“Remind me that this is real, baby.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…not bad. But not quite as good as my berries.” Gunnar tilts his head playfully as he eats the slice of pear.

Wrapping his arms around Cinaed from behind, Gunnar nuzzles into his neck. A soft sigh falling from his lips as he breathes deep of Cinaed’s delicious scent.

“It’s real, little fox. Very real…” Gunnar purrs against Cinaed’s neck as he places soft kisses.

“Now, let’s eat, before I decide to eat you instead…” the warrior lets out a soft teasing growl.

“Who am I kidding…I’ll still eat you…”

@cinaedofulaid

“I do think they have a special bond. Luca and Revna.” Cinaed adds to the earlier conversation. “I trust her with him. More than anyone, possibly.”

“I’d like to go back to the den tonight, after the feast. Dig a little further…” the prince says a little nervously, rubbing a hand through his curls. “If that’s alright.”

@gunnartjorvason

“…but I still plan on picking up some more pears for you at the market. And anything else you desire.” The warrior winks at his mate. It makes him feel good being able to provide for his love.

Gunnar slides a hand on Cinaed’s thigh when he feels his mate’s nervousness. To ground him and make him feel safe.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed smiles when Gunnar mentions someone going to a lot of trouble for their honeymoon, taking the last bite of his pear. It’s true… he should do something special for her, and he will.

“That would be so kind of you, darling. But right now… I want for nothing but you.”

Cinaed shakes his head at himself. How does he even know how to create this so called den?

“You think we’ll be up all night?” Cinaed asks with a little charming smile and sparkling eyes.

“Yes, baby. I would love to rest for a few hours. Can you stay close to me?”

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…it might be the only way to distract my mate from his mission. Keep you locked on my cock so you take little breaks.” Gunnar’s smirk deepens as a mischievous look comes to his eyes.

“Rest, baby…I’ll be right here beside you.” Gunnar softly purrs.

@cinaedofulaid

“I will want that too…” the prince purrs with his little blush and a smile.

“Uh um,” The prince quietly hums a no as Gunnar pulls him closer and closer. “I need to wash my teeth!”

With a little yelp and a beaming smile, Cinaed relents and kisses him. His husband is mad with love sickness.

@gunnartjorvason

@cinaedofulaid

“We should be getting ready now,” Cinaed snickers against his lover’s lips. He wiggles a little and it’s fruitless as the Northman spoons behind him.

“Can you lead me to her? Like last time?” The prince asks with the same hopefulness.

“Gunnar, I’m just… too excited.” He grins.

“… And I want to know more.”

@gunnartjorvason

“Sneaky, little fox…” Gunnar groans when Cinaed slips from his hold. He struggles to bite back his grin seeing the excitement on his love’s face.

“Revna will be there for us…I know she will.” Gunnar gazes lovingly into his mate’s eyes.

@cinaedofulaid

“I’m ready when you are, darling.”

Cinaed gives a knock to the raven haired woman’s healing chamber door, taking a steadying breath to quiet the fox within him. Thankfully he hasn’t growled at anyone yet, and neither has Gunnar.

@gunnartjorvason @revnashieldmaiden

***

“Please, come it…” Revna smiles holding the door open for them to come in.

@cinaedofulaid

“Here…” Cinaed grins and gently passes Luca to his father so he can love on him. Even though it was nice to have an evening focused on each other, the prince missed him so much.

“Well… so…” the prince tries to broach the subject as Revna looks at him with familiar icy blue eyes.

“I don’t quite know where to begin. I want to know… what to expect. Right? About what you told us last time we were in this room.” Cinaed says.

“I need to know if the full moon worked. If I could now be having a pup in my fox form, and what to expect with it.”

@revnashieldmaiden

“If you would like I could use my seiðr to check and see if there have been any changes since we discovered the vessel.” Revna smiles warmly at Cinaed.

“Father I will need your help…” Revna softly says, and she watches as Gunnar places Luca back on the rug where the pup was napping.

@cinaedofulaid

Soft light from dawn filters into the chambers, but that isn’t what wakes Gunnar. The sounds of whimpers and scratches on the edge of the bed wakes him. A soft smile curls his lips as he nuzzles the back of Cinaed’s neck, breathing in his scent before he rolls to his other side.

“Luca…come here…” the warrior whispers as he holds his hand out. The little pup scampers over to his side of the bed and Gunnar reaches down to pick him up, depositing him on the soft furs.

“Faðir is still sleeping…shhh.” Gunnar whispers as he brings Luca closer to his chest. The pup continues his little whimpers regardless.

Gods, he doesn’t even know how late they stayed up last night, but his body feels pleasantly satiated. They couldn’t stop touching each other, the warrior remembers with a wry grin.

“Are you hungry, little one?” Gunnar softly asks, and Luca licks his cheek in answer. “Alright…we’ll make you some breakfast…but first we have to wake up your faðir.” The Northman smirks as he lets Luca go and the pup starts climbing over Cinaed.

@gunnartjorvason

Cinaed can just faintly hear it as Gunnar speaks to Luca down below, and he stretches his legs like a cat under the furs. Gods, they stayed up so late it seems, unable to keep their hands from one another or simply chatting and telling stories.

“Ah!” The Prince bellows as Luca steps on his stomach. “Jesus… hi baby!” He chimes out, the breath returning to him quickly. Their pup has grown a little… perhaps put on a little weight since he’d starting eating bits of real food.

“Oh my goodness. I’m awake.” He grins at Luca, then at Gunnar with a teasing look in his amber eyes.

Rolling to the edge of the bed and sitting up, Cinaed is surprised when Luca barks at him, his little tail wagging. He gives the pup a little gasp with wide eyes to get him excited.

“C’mon. Let’s go. Let’s get you some food. Perhaps your father will spoil us this morning!” Cinaed rings out, looking back at Gunnar with another teasing smile. He stands and pulls on his breeches as Luca circles him.

“Go Go!” Cinaed says excitedly, snickering as Luca runs to the kitchen. He steps closer to Gunnar and kisses his nose.

“Hi.” The prince purrs. “Good morning, lover.”

@gunnartjorvason

Leaning back against the pillows, Gunnar lets out a deep chuckle when Cinaed bellows as Luca steps on his stomach. Seeing the excitement in their pup’s eyes when Cinaed wakes up has warmth flooding his heart. Luca’s tail wagging like mad when he gives his faðir a kiss on the cheek. Gunnar doesn’t miss the teasing look in his mate’s eyes that causes heat to immediately pool in his belly, a little smirk coming to his face.

“I might be persuaded…” Gunnar teases as he watches Cinaed pull on his breeches. He chuckles again as Luca runs into the kitchen at his mate’s urging.

Gunnar places his hand around Cinaed’s neck when his prince kisses his nose, not letting him pull away quite yet, despite Luca’s little barks in the kitchen.

“Good morning, baby…” He hums with a loving smile. “…I’m going to need more than a kiss on the nose.” He nuzzles his nose against his lover’s before claiming his lips.

“Mmm…much better.” The warrior purrs as he gets his morning dose of affection. It’s so hard not to pull his lover back into the furs and kiss him all over, but this will have to suffice until later.

Luca comes back to the door and barks at both of them causing both men to laugh. It’s like they are being scolded. Gunnar reluctantly breaks the kiss, a teasing smile on his lips and a flash of naughty thoughts in his eyes.

“Alright…alright. Breakfast it is.” Gunnar playfully calls out, getting Luca even more wound up. “Bacon and eggs? Maybe some fresh berries and cream? If I’m inclined to share.” He teases with a little smirk on his face.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed’s eyes sparkle when Gunnar places a hand behind his neck and captures him in a kiss. He tilts his head into it and eases right in, wrapping his arms up around the Northman’s shoulders.

“Much better…” the prince purrs in an echo, grinning as he nuzzles their noses together again. Luca’s bark at the door instantly makes Cinaed laugh.

“YES,” Cinaed says, returning Gunnar’s smirk. “Please. Yay! Let’s go!” He chimes out, jogging to the door to chase Luca. It gets the pup excited and his little claws click on the floor beneath him in a rattling little melody.

“The full moon is getting closer,” Cinaed says with a smile.

“Are you ready to be an honest man?” The prince winks.

@gunnartjorvason

After slipping out of bed and pulling on some trousers, Gunnar follows Cinaed and Luca into the kitchen. He loves seeing how excited their little one gets when Cinaed chases him, Luca’s little claws tapping on the hardwood floor.

“I can feel it getting closer…” Gunnar grins as he steps behind his lover and wraps his arms around him, hugging Cinaed from behind. “…maybe that’s why I haven’t been able to keep my hands off you for very long.” He softly purrs as his beard tickles his mate’s neck. Cinaed’s soft giggles tickling his heart.

“An honest man?” Gunnar smirks. “More like a happy man…to have everything my heart desires.”

“Husband…” he whispers in his prince’s ear. He hears the sharp breath his love takes in at the word and see the goosebumps feather across his skin. Gunnar feels the same effect when he thinks about them being husbands. Fuck, even his cock is stirring at the thought.

Gunnar clears his throat letting out a soft chuckle before he loses track of what they were doing. “Right…breakfast.” He reluctantly steps back from his love, but not before leaving a little kiss on his jaw.

“Our little wolf is starving and we can’t have that.” Gunnar grins down at Luca as their little boy happily prances by their feet. Gunnar checks the bucket of goat’s milk and it’s still a quarter full. Plenty for breakfast. He pulls out some bacon and eggs and prepares them to cook over the hearth. He smiles as he scrambles the eggs, remembering when he used to do this for Revna when she was little. It still amazes him that he gets a second chance at love and having a family.

“Baby, do you want to set the table and prepare some tea for our meal?” Gunnar asks giving his love an adoring look.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed never, ever thought this would happen. Mere months ago he was practically recluse, painfully detached, and even defiant. The war had been everything but joyful, and for it to be his first experience away from home was harrowing. And then, with a split decision, he traveled to Bebbanburg. To make some sort of amends — searching for something, anything. And he’d found all of that and more.

The prince giggles at Gunnar’s words, shivering with goosebumps when he whispers in his ear. It almost immediately sends his body spiraling back into his lover, and he has to consciously keep himself in check.

“Yes, breakfast…” The prince purrs dreamily. If every morning was like this for the rest of his life, he would be so happy.

“Of course I can,” Cinaed smiles, stepping to prepare a kettle with some water. “Anything for your delicious cooking…”

As Luca circles them at their feet, the prince almost has to step over him. “Be patient, baby. Just a second.”

Before doing anything else, the prince fills a small bowl with goats milk and gives it to Luca to stave off at least a little of his appetite. It will only take a little while for his eggs.

“Do you like it here? In this home?” Cinaed asks the Northman with sparkling eyes. It’s almost a silly question, but he’s curious. He voices his own love for it constantly.

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“I love it here, little fox.” Gunnar grins at Cinaed’s questions. “I don’t think we could have found a more perfect home. We’re surrounded by forest. The river is close by. And the village is far enough that we have plenty of privacy.

…and you’ve done an amazing job of making it feel like home.” He gives Cinaed an adoring look.

“Although, if we find any more pups in the forest, we may have to add on an extension or two.” He chuckles with merriment in his eyes. “Imagine…a home for wayward pups.”

Once the eggs are scrambled, Gunnar pours them into a skillet over the fire, with bacon cooking in a pan beside them. He stirs the eggs until they fluff up and are ready to eat. Taking the plates he dishes up some of the bacon and eggs for him and Cinaed, as well as a small plate of eggs for Luca. When the pup smells the eggs he forgets about his milk as his nose raises sniffing the air.

“Just a moment, little one. They need to cool off a little before you can eat them.” Gunnar places the plates on the table. Luca pouts as he sits on his rump and lets out a little whine. Gunnar has to bite back a smirk. “Don’t be sassy with me…” the warrior playfully scolds, their pup being so adorable. “…you’ll get them when they cool down. Don’t want you to burn your tongue.”

“Hmm…I wonder where he gets that sass from?” Gunnar teases as he pulls Cinaed into a quick kiss that ends with him gently nipping at his mate’s lips. Secretly, he loves Cinaed’s sass and wouldn’t want him any other way.

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“I really love it too…” Cinaed beams with a bright smile.

“It’s perfect. Everything I ever dreamed of.”

A home for wayward pups.

That idea, or thought rather hits the prince right in the chest. He realizes then that he’s been thinking about it for days, if not weeks — having more than one pup. Somehow having another, or more. It’s like a craving. Something about this place, about Gunnar. Cinaed quietly smiles at that, before Luca’s whining interrupts him from his thoughts as he pours their tea into mugs.

“Oh my goodness. Insistent!” The prince chimes out.

“… wait, sass? Oh, whatever!” Cinaed grins and blushes. He’s not wrong. But gods, is he like Ronan? What a sickening thought.

“Only a little…” the prince smirks as he sits next to Gunnar at the table.

“… and you love it, don’t you?” He teases. The prince snickers when Gunnar reaches over and pinches his side.

“Gods, this looks amazing.”

@gunnartjorvason

Placing some bread and fruit on the table, Gunnar takes a seat, but not before popping a fresh berry in his mouth and giving his love a playful grin.

“Only a little?” Gunnar teases as he raises an eyebrow.

“Yes…I love it, baby. Especially in our chambers…” Gunnar gives Cinaed a mischievous look, a smirk curling his lips. He reaches over and pinches his lover’s side just to hear his prince snicker.

Luca starts scratching at Gunnar’s pant leg, begging for his share of the eggs. “Alright, alright…just a sec.” Taking the pup’s small plate he blows on the eggs to cool them down. When they are just warm he places the plate on the floor and Luca practically devours them. “Slow down, little one. No one is going to steal them from you.” Gunnar chuckles shaking his head.

“Damn, he has a voracious appetite.” Gunnar smiles at Cinaed. “He must be going through a growth spurt.”

“Eat up, baby…” the warrior rubs his mate’s thigh under the table, smiling from Cinaed’s praise. “Got to keep your energy up for when the full moon comes.” A impish smile comes to Gunnar’s face.

“Maybe we should go on a hunt, today? Find a nice big deer to stock up the shed before the wedding.” Gunnar raises an eyebrow as he looks into his mate’s eyes. This full moon will be a little different with both of them shifting and he wants to make sure they have plenty meat to satisfy both of them. Keep them well fed for all the energy they will be using shifting and fucking.

@cinaedofulaid

Gods, the Northman is so tender with him. Cinaed is literally blushing at their dining table. He’s also so mischievous with his words… a Viking through and through. The prince smiles and takes a few bites of food, instantly closing his eyes at the taste.

“Oh I will have the energy. Will you?” Cinaed teases with sparkling eyes. Of course Gunnar will, he goes mad during the full moon. And otherwise, too. The prince can barely keep up, but he’s starting to ever since his first shift.

“I would love to go hunting.” The prince purrs, leaning over the table to take a look at Luca’s progress with his food. Maybe even one day their pup could join them on a hunt.

“You mean… shifted, right?” Cinaed asks, looking into the Northman’s eyes.

“Luca is too young, yes? Perhaps his sister could watch over him?” The prince smirks, realizing that that is what Luca and Revna are to each other. Their family is unconventional, but Cinaed likes it. The roles really don’t matter. All that matters is that they all fit so perfectly.

@gunnartjorvason

“Hmm…with a little fox chasing me around?” Gunnar teases as he gives Cinaed another mischievous look. “You already drive me mad during the full moon, I’m sure I’ll be able to keep up.” He takes another berry and plops it into his mouth with a grin. “We should also stock up on some berries…and honey.” The warrior winks.

“Yes, shifted. If you are comfortable with that? I know we haven’t ventured too far in the forest yet, but as long as you stay by my side I’m sure you’ll be fine. Your fox can sneak into places I can’t if you ever feel threatened.” Gunnar reassures his mate, his hand coming down to rub his thigh again in comforting motions.

Glancing down at Luca, Gunnar nods his head. “Yeah, Luca is still a little too young to go hunting yet. Should probably start him out with some rabbits, anyways. I’m sure Revna won’t mind watching over him.” Gunnar’s lips curl into a smile when Cinaed calls, Revna, Luca’s sister. A warmth floods his chest. His children. He hopes that one day Revna and Luca can have the kind of relationship she should have had with her older brothers.

Gunnar steals some more berries before finishing the rest of his plate, Luca already at his leg begging for more. The warrior reaches down to rub Luca’s belly as the pup stands on his back paws with his front paws on the edge of the chair.

“Isn’t your belly full yet?” He playfully teases their pup. “Do you want to try a berry?” Gunnar grabs a juicy blackberry from the small basket and holds it out to Luca to try. The wolf pup sniffs the berry giving Gunnar a confused look, unsure if he wants to take it. When he sees Gunnar eat one he finally takes it into his mouth biting down on the berry. Purple juices runs down the side of the pup’s muzzle and Gunnar starts chuckling when Luca scratches at his leg again wanting another.

“I probably shouldn’t have given you one…now you’re gonna want all my berries.” Gunnar laughs as he hand Luca another one.

“We’re going to need a lot of berries…” Gunnar winks at his mate.

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“I think that sounds great,” the prince smiles.

“I really need to practice shifting back and forth, and practice my movements. And I always feel safe with you…” Cinaed purrs. As they finish their breakfast and he watches the discourse between Gunnar and Luca, he snickers as he stands and takes their plates from the table.

“Oh my goodness. What am I going to do with you two? There’s not enough berries in the entire world…” Cinaed chuckles. He comes close and gives Gunnar a kiss on the cheek, his first thought being to get dressed for the hunt until he realizes he won’t need his clothes.

“Shall we?” He winks at Gunnar. “We can bring our baby to the fortress. Then… my mate can teach me how to hunt.”

As they ready themselves for the walk to the fortress, Cinaed beams. Gods, the idea of hunting with Gunnar is so exciting.

“Come here…” The prince grins. “I need a quick kiss before we go.”

@gunnartjorvason

“What?! I can’t help it…they are delicious.” Gunnar gives his mate a mock offended look before slipping Luca another blackberry. “…like father like son.” He winks at Luca.

“Maybe we should plant some berry bushes along the property line. Then we’ll have an over abundance.” Gunnar flashes his love an endearing smile. “Oh, and a strawberry patch….can’t forget the strawberries.”

“That’s enough little one…don’t want to give you an upset belly.” Gunnar pets Luca when he begs for another. “He should take a nice long nap now having his belly full. I’m sure Revna will appreciate that, I’m sure her and the girls will take one with him.”

Gunnar gets up from the table and helps Cinaed clean up the mess from breakfast while Luca scampers around their feet. When everything is cleaned up and put away, the warrior grabs a tunic for their walk to the fortress.

“I think we’re ready, baby…” Gunnar smiles at his mate. “I look forward to teaching you how to hunt. I look forward to spending time with you in the forest exploring your new abilities.”

Gunnar beams at his mate when he says he needs a quick kiss before they leave.

“Just a quick kiss?” He teases as he pulls Cinaed into his arms. His lips playfully ghost against his mate’s, not quite touching until he hears his little fox’s growl of frustration. It’s not quite as deep a growl as his wolf, but it’s adorable. Gunnar then gives him a deep, consuming kiss leaving them both breathless. The warrior isn’t very good at doing quick kisses.

“Alright, baby…ready?” Gunnar softly pants, his body already feeling heated from the kiss. “We should probably go before I change my mind and drag you back to our chambers.”

@cinaedofulaid

As the prince and his Northman reach the forest, both of them shift quickly, their clothes falling to the ground instantly. They left Luca with his big sister, and she was more than happy to cradle him in her arms and watch him for the afternoon. He’s getting less anxious when they part from him, especially if he’s near Revna. He seems to be building a very special bond with her, and she always seems to make everyone feel safe.

As they move deep into the forest, Cinaed kneels on his front paws and arches his back, giving Gunnar a playful little gaze. When the black wolf gives him the same, he runs, a grin spread across his lips even in fox form.

You can’t catch me!

Practicing running is something that has instantly helped Cinaed get used to his fox, because it feels so natural. He understands now why Gunnar loves it so much. As Gunnar reaches him, the smaller fox darts below him and misses his grasp.

Too slow!

They’re supposed to be hunting, but the prince can’t help it. It’s so fun. His heart is pounding with a little rush, and they can move so fast around each other. Cinaed darts behind a tree, spooking Gunnar when he reveals himself. The fox saunters over to the wolf and nuzzles his face before running his body against him.

After leaving Luca with Revna and the girls, Gunnar couldn’t wait to shift and run and play with his mate. To explore the forest beyond their home while Cinaed is in his fox form. The black wolf has a hard time tearing his eyes from the majestic animal beside him, still amazed that his mate has shifted into a beautiful sleek fox.

When they move further into the forest, Gunnar catches Cinaed’s playful gaze, seeing the mischief in his eyes as he arches his back. The wolf returns his gaze, his jaw widening in a big grin. He lets out a little huff when his little fox darts through the trees, his words echoing in Gunnar’s mind as the big wolf gives chase.

You little tease…

Gunnar notices that his mate is a fast learner, running with ease through the forest, weaving in and out of the trees with surprising agility for someone so new to being a fox. Gunnar thinks with a grin all the other things his love has been quick to learn, and he has to remind himself that now it not the time for such thoughts. Regardless of his love’s bottom right in front of him as they run through the forest. The big black wolf almost trips on a rabbit darting out from a bush. His whole attention fixated on his little fox playing a cat and mouse game.

He almost snatches his love as his long legs eat up the distance between them, but Cinaed is too clever, darting below him and out of his grasp. The wolf lets out a playful growl as he tries to follow his mate, but the little fox is much quicker than he originally realized. And he is sneaky, hiding behind trees then popping out to spook the dark wolf. When his little fox relents and saunters over to him, Gunnar lets out a playful huff between pants of breath.

Silly fox…I’ll get you back for that.

Later…

Hearing Cinaed’s purr makes it all better as he nuzzles into him. Feeling him rub against him has Gunnar’s thoughts drifting to things other than hunting, and he shakes his head at himself. Gunnar lays down on the leaves to give his breath a chance to catch up before they start scouting for some deer. He lets out a little whine until his mate curls up beside him where he can bury his nose in his fur.

Gods, you’re so adorable.

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Cinaed continues rubbing his body against the black wolf, a soft purr falling from his lips, almost akin to that of a cat. The fox gazes at him as Gunnar lays down and catches his breath before coming closer and nuzzling into him again. He can literally hear Gunnar’s tender words in his mind. They can communicate like this, and it still baffles Cinaed when he hears it.

Did I tire you out, baby?

The prince’s red fox circles in place for a moment before curling up against Gunnar’s side, his long fluffy tail curling around him. He almost wants to close his eyes. It’s so comfortable, and being out in the forest with Gunnar is so exciting. He could stay out here for hours.

Cinaed wonders then how he’ll hunt a deer. Is that even possible? Is he big enough? A rabbit he could do… easily, he supposes. He’ll have to take Gunnar’s lead. Sitting up and stretching with a little arch of his back, Cinaed comes closer again and licks Gunnar’s face.

I just realized… I’m too small... He says, giving Gunnar a little sad look as his ears furrow back.

@gunnartjorvason

A little…

The wolf grins as his fox curls up beside him laying down for a little rest. Giving Gunnar the chance to scent him, rubbing his chin and cheeks over Cinaed’s fur so that any other animals they come across will know he belongs to the black wolf.

It’s so peaceful out in the forest, even with the birds insistent chatter. He hears another rabbit scamper past when they realize they have come across a wolf and fox laying together.

I love being here with you like this…my little fox.

The wolf nuzzles into Cinaed’s licks, returning them with his own that covers most of his mate’s snout. He chuckles internally when his mate let’s out a little sneeze.

You’re not to small to help me track the dear. And spook it into my direction. Gunnar give his mate a little head tilt, reassuring him that despite his size, he can still help with the hunt.

Come on….I’ll show you.

Gunnar rises and lowers his nose to the ground sniffing for deer scent. When he finally picks up on it he calls for his mate.

Here…smell that? That is what we need to track. Quietly and stealthy. Until we find the deer. Then we’ll break off. You spook the deer and when it runs in my direction I’ll kill it.

It almost sounds too easy, and perhaps a little unfair to the unsuspecting deer. But they need meat, before the full moon to sustain them through the demands of Gunnar’s rut, and whatever changes may come from his mate’s shift.

@cinaedofulaid

The little fox sneezes when Gunnar licks his snout, then another time, and it’s such a misty and guarded little sound. Much less intense than Gunnar’s own shaky sneezes.

Geez!

Gunnar is huge. Especially in shifted form, while the prince is. Fucking huge! A big, handsome, fluffy wolf. As soon as the Northman says he can still aid in the hunt, the Prince jumps around and circles Gunnar excitedly. He follows just behind him as he moves around, observing as he sniffs the air.

Yes! I smell it!

Cinaed bows down on his paws again and gives Gunnar a wild look. He is excited — but there’s something else more excited within him. The other part of him, that shifts him into an animal. He would never have been this excited for hunting before … but this, is exhilarating.

Okay. I got it.

Staying low to the ground, Cinaed takes a different path than Gunnar. One closer to the scent. Perhaps his Alpha even lets him do so — quietly training him as Gunnar goes in a different direction. Finally spotting the deer they’d been tracking, Cinaed crouches lower, and his red ears furrow back as his amber eyes sparkle. After a few seconds he darts out just behind the deer, spooking it enough to have it running.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar watches with pride as his mate follows his lead. The scent of the deer is distinctive even with all the other scents in the forest. They follow the trail deeper into the forest coming to a small meadow of grass, where a deer is happily munching. Oblivious to the threat surrounding it. As they draw near, Gunnar goes in one direction, towards the front of the deer, while his mate sneaks in the underbrush and waits for the perfect moment. When Gunnar is ready he communicates with his mate through their pair bond.

Now!

As soon as Cinaed spooks the deer, Gunnar gives chase. Launching himself with his back paws to go for the deer’s throat, tearing into its jugular and ending it’s life quickly so that it doesn’t suffer in pain. Blood drenches his muzzle as his mate trots up beside him, taking in their first kill. Using his teeth, the black wolf guts the deer before the meat turns bad. Saving a few morsels to enjoy with his mate, like the liver and heart. He places them before his little fox like an offering.

Try it…they are still warm.

The black wolf grins when his mate tilts his head at him like he has gone mad. He nudges the liver closer to his mate with his nose, waiting for him to try a bite. Gunnar’s alpha rising in his chest wanting to provide for his mate. Cinaed still has this look like he’s not to sure about it.

It tastes different when you are in your animal form…it’s not as gross as you think. Our bodies actually crave it. The nutrients it provides. Gunnar urges his mate.

@cinaedofulaid

Gods, to see Gunnar make such a swift strike to the deer was mesmerizing. He put it out of any misery, as a wolf, like he’d done it a hundred times. Cinaed trots closer and just watches his mate’s process— and it’s not as bad as the Prince thought. It’s innate.

The red fox furrows his ears back again and gives his mate a wide eyed look. He almost jumps a little when Gunnar nudges the morsels to him. That’s one thing he’s noticed for sure— he’s jumpy. But Gunnar’s gesture gives him goosebumps and makes him feel really warm.

… how romantic.

Cinaed’s first instinct from his fox is to try it, so he dives in and takes a few bites of the morsels his mate gave him. He gets a tingling sensation in his body, like Gunnar is having more effects on him in this moment.

Thank you, lover…

After taking several bites of the meat, Cinaed comes close to Gunnar and nuzzles his face under the wolves’ chin. He has another instinct — to get his scent all over his mate, to practically roll on him. It’s strange and enticing all in one. Cinaed nuzzles him again with his snout, this time purring a little.

@gunnartjorvason

Pride floods Gunnar’s chest as his mate eats the tasty morsels he placed before him. His instincts to provide, protect, and care for his mate surge within him. He waits until Cinaed eats his morsels before he finishes the rest.

You’re welcome, baby…

As Cinaed comes up to him and nuzzles against his chin, Gunnar feels their pair bond flare in recognition of his mate scenting him. Much like he did to Cinaed before they ventured too far into the forest. His mate’s wildflower and honey scent fill his nostrils as the big wolf breathes deep.

Now we need to get the deer home before it draws the attention of other predators. We’ll leave the innards spread out for the scavengers. I’m sure Hugin and Munin would like some of it.

Before he prepares to drag the kill home, Gunnar trots over to a small stream to get a drink and wash the blood off his muzzle and paws. Cinaed follows him taking his own drink. When his mate isn’t looking, the wolf splashes water towards him, getting his fur wet. The little sounds his mate makes sound like half scolding and half threat. Gunnar quickly trots away from the stream before his gets him back. His eyes glowing with mischief.

Alright, little fox…let’s get this deer home. Then we can play in the river.

The deer is heavy, but Gunnar’s black wolf is strong as he bites the deer’s neck and drags it through the forest towards home. His mate happily walking beside him.

@cinaedofulaid

Gunnar’s sniffs almost tickle him as the black wolf nuzzles into the prince, almost like he’s breathing in his scent. Cinaed feels an instinct to stay close to him, each day stronger as the full moon approaches. He felt it so intensely when the wolf offered him nourishment — their bond. He follows his lover to the river, taking a drink just as he does, before letting out a little whine when Gunnar splashes him. Cinaed nearly tackles him, but the wolf moves too fast. He’ll get him back for that…

Play in the river?!

Alright, darling. Lead the way.

Cinaed instantly feels like he should help drag the deer, but Gunnar’s strength is immeasurable, and his mate demonstrates it then and there. The prince doesn’t even have to assist him. It was so protective of Gunnar to make sure they have meat for the full moon — because the past several have been getting more and more intense. Cinaed happily trots beside him, wondering how Luca would take to having a few small pieces of the meat. He’d probably love it.

As Gunnar drags the deer to their yard, the prince stops and takes a moment to gaze over the river and the trees. Everything looks so big and beautiful with Cinaed’s eyesight so sharp and his senses heightened. He can feel everything acutely. Cinaed sits and wraps his tail around his paws, getting distracted by some of the chirping up in a tree nearby. Instantly his sight narrows, and that hunting instinct rises up in him again almost stronger than the deer. The fox jumps as Gunnar’s footsteps crackle in the twigs near him.

So damn jumpy! I can hear everything!

Cinaed relaxes again as Gunnar comes near, so the fox stretches and rubs his body alongside him again. There’s something about doing that that Cinaed loves.

@gunnartjorvason

After dragging the deer to their meat shed, Gunnar leaves it just inside. He’ll hang it in a little bit, after he spends a little more time in his wolf form. He sits back and watches his mate take in his surroundings. The noise of the birds in the trees, the soft rustling of leave, the flow of the river beside their cottage. It’s so cute watching the mesmerized look in Cinaed’s eyes as he takes in all of his scenes.

While he is distracted, Gunnar approaches Cinaed as quietly as possible for the large wolf. One paw set slowly and carefully before the other as he creeps forward. It’s as much to practice his own stealth, sneaking up on unsuspecting prey, as it is to see how close he can get to his mate before he realizes he is there. Gunnar gets within a mere step or two before he accidentally steps on a dry twig. The sound causing his mate to jump and the wolf to grin. He almost touched him, and for that he is proud.

You’ll get used to it, baby…

When Cinaed stretches and rubs against his body, the wolf lets out a low, comforting, growl. His own version of purring. His mate’s tail thumps on his side as Gunnar uses his paw to bring his mate against his chest where he can nuzzle into him properly. The wolf’s back legs come down as he rolls Cinaed onto his back and rest his large muzzle on his chest, rubbing back and forth until his mate purrs louder. Gods, he loves rolling around in the grass with his mate. Hearing his little happy sounds.

Gods, I can’t get over how cute you are in your fox form…

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I sure hope so, darling…

As Gunnar pulls him down into the grass, Cinaed just lets him. He fawns to him quickly, and naturally. He’s bigger than him, and getting him on his back sends a little shudder down the foxes’ spine to be in a defenseless position, but he trusts Gunnar. He trusts his lover, his alpha, with his life.

The prince inwardly blushes at Gunnar’s compliment. He’s so prideful that the Northman finds him attractive in any form. He closes his eyes and grins when the wolf nuzzles his chest.

You just like my fur, huh?

The fox takes a playful nip at Gunnar’s leg before rolling back up and nuzzling his face again, harder this time. Playfully and a little mischievous. He then runs again so that Gunnar can chase after him. He loves it.

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I love all of you, my little fox…

Gunnar gets out a soft growl as he rubs his chin on his mate’s chest. He isn’t sure why he’s obsessed with rubbing himself all over his little fox, other than he loves smelling his scent on him as well as marking his love with his scent. Until they both smell like one being.

The wolf lets out a playful growl when his mate nips his leg. He doesn’t mind, especially since he’ll be nipping his love all over once he gets him back in his human form. Leaving marks everywhere.

Mmm…I love you.

Gunnar returns Cinaed’s nuzzling, loving the give and take between them. He can see the mischief in his lover’s eyes.

What are you up to, baby? He asks in a playful warning, right before Cinaed takes off at a run around their yard. Gunnar lets out another growl, louder this time as he gives chase.

You little…I swear to the Gods, when I catch you I’m going to ravish you…

That spurs his mate on even more, his little legs kicking up dirt and leaves as he tears through the forest. Cinaed has an advantage of him. He can sneak under bushes and along the lesser worn trails, hiding amongst the underbrush, or around trees. Gunnar finally catches him once, nipping his fox on the bottom before he turns the tables on his love. He bolts through the forest towards their favorite spot, his longer legs eating up the ground as he races Cinaed to the wildflower meadow.

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The fox lets out a little whiny animal cry when Gunnar bites his bottom, but on the inside he is giggling ferociously. He’s not quite as fast as his lover, but he has his own advantage— darting under bushes, behind trees, around different trails. It seems to get his lover riled up, so he just goes faster. When Gunnar turns on him, Cinaed knows exactly the direction he’s going. To his favorite place.

Gunnar makes it there only seconds before Cinaed, so the red fox tackles him playfully, nipping at his leg again before nuzzling his face. Gunnar rolls him and gets him on his back, and suddenly, they both shift easily back to their human form. The prince is panting and giggling, Gunnar’s paws having turned into ticklish hands.

“Stop, stop, stop! Ah!” Cinaed chimes out in giggles, whimpering against Gunnar’s lips when the Northman relents and captures him in a ferocious kiss against the grass. The prince’s arms come up and around his lover’s neck, his body arching up and caving into Gunnar’s even with his panted breaths.

“I beat you.” Cinaed says with a grin against Gunnar’s lips, even though it’s not true.

“I beat you, lover!”

His words strengthen the grip of Gunnar’s hands on his body, and the prince lets out a little sound at the show of dominance.

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Gunnar can see his mate out of the corner of his eye as they race through the forest. Cinaed is right on his heels but Gunnar still beats him to the wildflower meadow, even if it’s only by seconds. The big black wolf lets out a playful growl as his mate tackles him, nipping and pawing at him. He loves when his little fox nuzzles his face. It doesn’t take much for Gunnar to get Cinaed on his back his teeth carefully nibbling at his fox’s sides, while Cinaed lets out a fox sound that sounds much like laughter.

With barely a thought they shift, and Gunnar’s paws are exchanged for hands tickling his lover’s sides and belly. The Northman grins when Cinaed pleads with him to stop amongst whimpers and giggles. The taste of Cinaed’s honeyed lips instantly distracting him as his hands abandon their ticklish pursuit. Gunnar ravishes Cinaed’s lips with a ferocity that lingers in his blood from his wolf. Gods, he wants to devour him. Leave his mate breathless and panting. A low growl rumbles in Gunnar’s chest as Cinaed’s arms wrap around his neck, his lover’s body arching into his drawing a ragged breath from the warrior.

Gunnar quirks his eyebrow at his mate’s claim that he won their race. “You wanna say that again?”

When Cinaed so boldly makes the claim again, Gunnar growls, rubbing his beard and teeth against his mate’s bite mark until he is giggling and panting uncontrollably. Little squeals leave Cinaed’s mouth as a flush colors his chest and cheeks. Gunnar can feel the shiver running through Cinaed’s body, and smell the sweet scent of his arousal.

“You sure about that?” Gunnar teases as he rubs his hardening cock against Cinaed’s thigh.

“…cause I’m pretty sure I beat you.” The warrior’s voice gets even deeper, as his fingers trail down his mate’s belly, teasing along his cock until Cinaed whines at the touch. Gunnar hasn’t even touched his rim yet, but he can already tell his mate’s soaking wet for him.

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… fuck.

Cinaed’s body flushes instantly as Gunnar runs his beard and teeth against the mark on his neck. He can quite literally feel Gunnar’s growls in his body, and it gives him another shiver that makes him soaking wet.

“… cause I’m pretty sure I beat you.”

“No you didn’t...” Cinaed says with a little challenge in his voice, just to hear the Northman growl back at him. To challenge his dominance just a little — to get him riled up, as he did earlier. To see the intensity in his eyes.

Fuck, the prince is so ready for him, instantly. An animalistic instinct that came so quickly. As Gunnar’s fingertips trail down his stomach to the crown of his cock, the Cinaed lets out a little whine. The Northman looks at him like he’s waiting for him to relent, just before he captures his lips again and his tongue floods the prince’s mouth.

“Fine. Fine, fine… you won,” the prince pants in a barely audible whisper. He’s already having the instinct to beg and to present himself for his mate so that they can finish this little game that turned into a mating dance. Cinaed runs his hand soothingly up the back of Gunnar’s neck, feeling the sensation at the nape of his neck give his lover goosebumps.

“You want to fuck me. I can feel it.” The prince purrs.

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When Cinaed tries to deny it again, Gunnar growls as his teeth scrape against Cinaed’s bite. The silvery scar almost pulsing against his teeth as if it’s begging for him to mark his lover again. The Northman can feel the magic pulsing around them being in this special place, almost an aphrodisiac in itself. He can’t keep his hands off his mate when they are here.

Gunnar bites back a smirk at Cinaed’s attempt to challenge his dominance. His little fox doesn’t know that he let him stay close to his heels during the race on purpose, his black wolf could have easily left him in the dust if he really wanted to. But the alpha inside him wouldn’t allow his mate out of his sight, his protective instincts overruling any desire to show off. The pull of the moon is getting even stronger and his protective and possessiveness is rising with it.

All the Northman has to do is look at his love and he relents, a flash of triumph flashing in his eyes. “Now was that so hard?” Gunnar purrs as his hand wraps around Cinaed’s cock, stroking him softly with a little flick of his wrist.

“I should probably give you a spanking for being such a naughty boy…” Gunnar growls as he nips along Cinaed’s jaw. Just the thought of seeing his mate’s bottom red with his hand prints has a rush of heat pooling in his cock. Cinaed’s scent gets stronger at the suggestion, and Gunnar doesn’t bother to hide his smirk.

“…but I have a feeling you’d enjoy that too much, so it wouldn’t be much of a punishment.” Gunnar teases in a low voice, as his hand trails down to Cinaed’s bottom tracing over his hole before diving a finger inside him.

“Mmhmm…just as I thought. You’re dripping wet just thinking about me spanking you.” Gunnar’s eyes flash something akin to feral hunger as he claims his mate’s lips in a ravishing kiss. His finger pumping in and out of him.

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“Now was that so hard?”

“Mm Mm,” Cinaed hums softly as he shakes his head. It wasn’t hard. But fuck if his cock isn’t achingly so as Gunnar strokes him with his hand. The prince holds his lover’s eye contact with his sparkling amber eyes as the Northman touches him, his body instantly responding to the idea of Gunnar spanking him. Fuck, please.

As Gunnar teases him and pushes a finger inside him, Cinaed’s abs twitch as he jumps a little, a little whimper falling from his lips. Fuck, he’s getting used to these changes, but he’s never felt this wet before. Like his body is throbbing against Gunnar’s finger. Cinaed relents further and arches his hips up for him as the Northman ravages him with another kiss, moaning against his lips as another finger slips inside. The prince is trying so hard not to beg, just as Gunnar quickly and almost ferociously grabs him up and moves him to his hands and knees. Cinaed’s hole is throbbing as the Northman makes good on his promise and strikes his arse hard with his hand. The prince whimpers instantly, the slight burning and feral instinct radiating from Gunnar making him spread his legs further apart.

Fuck, Cinaed wants Gunnar to bite him. To sink so far inside him that he can feel it in his stomach… to knot him while he breeds him. Gunnar has to hear his thoughts, or at least feel them. There’s no hiding it.

“Gunnar,” the prince purrs. “Please.”

@gunnartjorvason

Gods, you’re opening so nicely for me…” Gunnar growls as he adds another finger inside his mate, his lips brushing against Cinaed’s. The wetness gathering at his opening and inside him easing the way for Gunnar’s fingers. “…you get so wet for me, baby. It’s like your body knows what it needs.”

Before Gunnar gets too swept up in the feeling of Cinaed’s walls gripping his fingers, his cock aching to be inside him, the warrior ferociously grabs him up and shifts his mate to his knees. He softly caresses his lover’s bottom before striking him hard with his hand leaving a red print behind. Gunnar’s cock twitching in response, leaking precum from its tip. His hand caresses the stinging flesh as he leans down to place a kiss on the handprint.

“This is what happens when you’re naughty…when you challenge your alpha.” Gunnar says in a soothing but dominant tone, while inside he knows Cinaed will be naughty again, just to get this kind of response. He bites back a smirk at the thought.

Moving to the other cheek, Gunnar gives his mate another hard smack leaving his big handprint behind. Just like the other side, the warrior softly caresses then leans in to kiss the mark.

“Good boy…taking your punishment so well.” Gunnar praises, not mentioning the trail of slick sliding down Cinaed’s inner thighs. “That made you hot, didn’t it?” The warrior teases as he leans in to lick up Cinaed’s wetness, a soft hum escaping his throat. “….can’t let this go to waste.” He whispers under his breath.

Gunnar slides his fingers inside Cinaed again, letting out a low groan at how he is pulsing around them. The warrior’s cock is throbbing to be inside him. Rising up on his knees, Gunnar positions himself at Cinaed’s rim, teasing the head of his cock at his opening before barely pushing inside. His hands grip each side of Cinaed’s hips as he pulls his mate back on his cock, slowly impaling him until he is buried to the hilt.

“Fuck…

Godsdamn, Cinaed…you’re so tight. Pulsing around me.” The warrior utters as he draws in a ragged breath.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed grins as Gunnar speaks, jumping again when the Northman leaves another spank on his skin. Fuck, it burns so good. He’ll misbehave endlessly if this is how Gunnar will treat him.

“Fuck. Yes, it made me hot…” the prince rasps out just before he feels his lover’s tongue against him. He feels so fucking feral right now. Absolutely insatiable. Cinaed is actually holding back, because he feels like he’s going crazy. There’s something new about this every time now. Perhaps it’s the full moon getting closer. The prince lets his lover tease him with his touch again, trying to calm the deep, heavy pants of his breaths. It’s another new thing he’s experiencing.

As Gunnar slowly pulls Cinaed back against him and impales him on his cock, the prince lets out a little huff as his head falls and his fingers grip the grasses beneath him.

“Gunnar, I…”

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Something else is different, but the prince just can’t place it. Instead of lingering on it, he pushes back against his lover and simply enjoys, a little moan falling from his lips when the Northman goes nice and deep. Cinaed bows his head and chest down and tries to relax, keeping his hips in place for Gunnar as he starts moving a little faster. Of course, he can’t hide how he’s feeling — the Northman can feel it too, so Gunnar grabs him up and holds him close against his chest as he protectively observes him and asks him if he’s alright.

“Yes.” the prince rasps out. “I love you so much…”

@gunnartjorvason

His hips roll against his mate, slow deep thrusts, while Cinaed’s walls grip the Northman so tight. The slick coating Gunnar’s cock making each slide in and out effortless, better than any oil they have used in the past. The warrior is still amazed at how Cinaed’s body has adapted to him, making their joining feel as if it was in the will of the Gods, or some old world fae magic. Each time he’s inside Cinaed, he feels complete. Right where he belongs.

“Gods, baby…you feel so good.” The warrior purrs as his motions pick up speed.

Gunnar feels a shift in his mate’s emotions that instantly makes him concerned. Wrapping his arms around his love, the warrior pulls him up against his chest, the extra skin on skin contact grounding both of them. With one of his arms around Cinaed’s chest bracing him, Gunnar’s other hand trails down to his mate’s lower belly. Warmth radiating against his palm.

“Is everything alright?” He softly asks against Cinaed’s ear, slowing his thrusts a little as his focus shifts to ensuring his mate is alright. His protective instincts flaring in his chest. He is so attuned to Cinaed he can feel when something is off. Gunnar’s hand that is braced against Cinaed’s chest comes up to tilt his face to his. So the warrior can look in his eyes.

“I love you too, baby. Forever.” Gunnar echoes as he sees a flicker of something in Cinaed’s eyes. He’s not sure if it’s fear, or wonder, or worry. His hips slow down even more, not pulling out, but ensuring his love feels seen and cared for.

“Tell me what you need, little fox, and I will give it.” Gunnar softly soothes as his thumb rubs over his mate’s cheek. “If something doesn’t feel right, tell me. I love you so much, I never want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

@cinaedofulaid

“You’re not,” Cinaed purrs.

“You feel perfect. My body is just… something,” he whispers, not even sure himself. It’s aching, and he feels so hot. His chest is already glistening with sweat, and his breaths feel heavy and rapid. It does feel right, it feels more than right, but the prince can’t help but feel a little bashful at the thought of explaining it. Perhaps he’s experiencing his own version of rut. Maybe Gunnar will be able to tell, and he can reveal it to him. Perhaps his lover’s body will pick up on it.

Cinaed smiles as the Northman so tenderly caresses his cheek. Fuck, he loves Gunnar’s new nickname for him. It’s so tender and sweet…

“I-I need… you. I need you. Please don’t stop…” the prince rasps out, letting a little moan slip past his lips.

“Oh, please… fuck.” Cinaed moans as Gunnar starts to go harder. Every instinct and sensation in his body is firing, and it’s excruciating and mesmerizing all in one.

“Oh my god...” The prince huffs.

@gunnartjorvason

Concern flares in Gunnar’s chest when Cinaed hints that something about his body feels different. They have already noticed one change since his beloved’s first shift, his natural lubricant. But could there be more? Something that resulted from his mating bite, or maybe something that his prince’s fae energy is bringing about? So many questions swirl in the Northman’s head, as he focuses on what his mate is feeling. Opening up the pair bond between them to make himself more attuned to his mate’s needs. He can sense his love’s bashfulness explaining it.

“I’ve got you, baby. I’m with you for everything, and I love you no matter what.” Gunnar softly purrs against his love’s ear. Hearing the need in his mate’s voice urges the warrior on, his hips resuming their thrusts.

“Whatever it is, we’re in it together…” the warrior soothes his love. Gunnar closes his eyes as his body rocks harder against his love. He can feel the pull inside Cinaed for something more. Something primal. His love’s body radiating a heat, stronger than before. Almost like when the Northman goes into rut, but not quite. It’s deeper. Like it wants to take something from Gunnar’s body, something that the warrior is already so willing to give.

Gunnar’s hand trails down to Cinaed’s belly again, feeling a pulsing beneath his fingers. A heat radiating from the spot. His wolf howls inside him, scratching at his ribs. The thought that pops into his head is staggering.

It can’t be…can it?

Gods, what if…

An answering heat surges in his own body, the base of his cock already tingling in response. The heavy pants and whimpers his love lets out as he pounds in his body. The way his body is holding his cock so tight. What if it’s a possibility? What if his wolf isn’t wrong?

“What do you need, my little fox? What is your body asking for?” Gunnar husks, curious if what he’s sensing may be a reality. A part of the changes his love is experiencing.

@cinaedofulaid

“Ohhhh god. I don’t know… I don’t know,” Cinaed breathes out softly in pants, shaking his head. Gods, his body is heating up like crazy the longer Gunnar goes, like his skin is next to a hearth. The prince’s little pants are quick and fast, little whimpers passing his lips just under his breath.

“Oh, gods, damn.” The prince curses. He can’t even further answer Gunnar’s question. His mind and body are reeling… so intense, and yet calmed by Gunnar’s touch. His lover’s cock feels so good. So fucking hard and throbbing inside him.

With a little cry, the prince falls forward back to his hands, white knuckling the grasses beneath him. He takes his hand to his cock to soothe the throbbing ache Gunnar’s thrusts give him, just as the Northman laces his hand through his curls and gives it to him hard.

“Oh fuck!” Cinaed moans. “Fuck, I-I need..”

The prince groans, deep and uninhibited. He needs more, so much more. He’s right on the edge, but his body just won’t relent.

“Baby…” he moans helplessly, unable to truly voice it.

@gunnartjorvason

His wolf answers his mate’s call. A ferocity rises in Gunnar’s chest as his hips snap harder, his grip strong enough to bruise. Fuck, it’s like he can’t get deep enough, he can’t get close enough. A growl rips from his chest, the magic of the meadow flowing through him as if it’s answering some primal need.

“It’s alright, baby…I’ve got you. I have what you need…” Despite the deep growl in Gunnar’s voice it has a comforting edge. His wolf soothing his little fox to open himself to him, body and soul. Gunnar’s relentless thrusts continue, even as his knot starts to fill. His hand running through his mate’s hair giving it a little tug.

“That’s it, baby…you’re presenting yourself for me so good. You’re going to take all of it…all of me, aren’t you. Just like a good little fox…” Gunnar grunts as his knot starts to catch on his mate’s rim.

“Almost there, baby…” he soothes as his knot starts to lock them together. “Fuck…”

When his knot starts to catch, Gunnar’s hard thrusts change into deep grinding motions. The pressure of Cinaed’s walls, squeezing him, coaxing his spend from him has Gunnar letting out a guttural moan. He leans over Cinaed’s back as his free hand wraps around to his mate’s belly. The quivering of Cinaed’s stomach getting stronger under his fingertips. Gunnar places a kiss on Cinaed’s bite as he swears the scar almost shimmers under his lips.

“Cum for me, Cinaed…milk the seed from my cock…” Gunnar growls, right on the cusp of falling over the edge.

@cinaedofulaid

“I’ll be so good, I’ll take all of it…” the prince purrs at Gunnar’s words, letting out a moan when he feels his lover’s knot. As soon as it’s inside him, Cinaed lets out a fervent little cry.

“Ohhh god. Oh, yes…”

Cinaed’s body instantly squeezes the Northman’s cock, so close to the edge as Gunnar tells him to cum. His warm hand against the prince’s stomach gives him a quiver down to his toes, a little breathless moan falling from Cinaed’s lips as his orgasm comes over him. The prince squeezes his eyes shut as it lingers strongly, spasming against Gunnar’s knot. It’s so intense that it makes him want to scream, but Cinaed bites his lower lip to prevent it as his lover absolutely ravages his body, his cock twitching as it empties below him.

Instantly, the heat in the Prince’s body cools a little. His breaths return to normal— still panting to catch his breath, but deeper and more steady. He feels Gunnar’s hold around him strong and firm, and it feels so fucking good. He fits inside him so perfectly. All of the sudden, Cinaed is bursting with love.

“I love you. I can’t wait to marry you. Oh my god…” he sighs dreamily as his lover coaxes him to the ground and spoons around him, his knot still throbbing.

“Gunnar, I love you…”

He sounds a little delirious, so Cinaed is not surprised when the Northman gives a little chuckle.

“Closer!” The prince demands with a little sass. Not completely unusual for him — but a little.

“More. Closer.”

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar’s hold on his love tightens as he feels Cinaed fall over the edge. His walls squeezing around Gunnar’s knot the only push the Northman needed to join him in ecstasy. “Fuck, baby…”

Thick ropes of seed fill his mate, the warmth radiating even through Cinaed’s belly where Gunnar’s hand still rests. A spark of something lighting up in the warrior’s chest and through their pair bond. Gods, it feels intense, and right. Gunnar continues to grind against his lover, like his body can’t get enough. His cock twitching deep inside his lover, stronger than it ever has before. Even before the full moon.

The Northman gently eases his prince down to the grass, Cinaed’s legs trembling against him. “I’ve got you, baby,” he says in a soothing tone while he curls behind his lover. A deep feeling of love and protectiveness coming over him. The heat in Cinaed’s body has cooled some, like the fever broke once he got what his body was demanding.

His mate sounds delirious in the afterglow, as Gunnar props himself on his elbow and takes in the glowing of Cinaed’s eyes. A tender smile on Gunnar’s face. “I love you too, baby…and I can’t wait to make you my husband.” He leans over brushing a gentle kiss over his mate’s lips.

When Cinaed declares his love again, Gunnar lets out a little chuckle, his fingers tracing lovingly over his mate’s stomach. “Are you drunk on my body?” The Northman softly teases as he rolls his hips playfully against his lover.

“Ooh…sassy now?” Gunnar nips at Cinaed’s lips, a smile playing on his. He doesn’t hesitate to give his mate what he requested, immediately sensing it’s what he needs. To feel his alpha wrapped around him keeping him safe and comfortable and loved. Especially in their compromising position, that he has a feeling won’t be ending anytime soon. His knot still pulsing strongly as it locks them together.

“How’s this?” Gunnar asks as he wraps a strong arm around his mate pulling him flush against his chest. The warrior’s nose instantly nuzzling into his neck, breathing in Cinaed’s intoxicating scent.

“Hmm…your scent has changed a little.” Gunnar muses, not even sure how to describe it. Almost like the honey of his scent has gotten stronger, with a hint of strawberries. “Fuck, you smell so good…”

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes, I’m drunk on your body.” The prince grins. The way Gunnar responded to his insistence was so cute.

“… thoroughly ravaged. Closer, baby.” He says again, as if Gunnar didn’t hear the request enough the first few times. As the Northman pulls him flush against him, it’s finally what Cinaed needs.

“Yeah, like that. That’s good…” The prince sighs, closing his eyes. He could literally fall asleep. That was so intense… running and playing, then mating. An adrenaline rush on a whole other level that Cinaed isn’t used to. He feels a tingle everywhere in his body. Whatever that was— it calmed down, for the most part.

“Changed?” The prince asks with furrowed brows as Gunnar buries his nose in his neck. “Gunnar, what have you done to me? Quit, it tickles!” He snickers.

Later that afternoon

As the two lovers reach their home, Gunnar quickly prepares the deer they hunted for the coming days, and Cinaed goes straight to sleep in their furs, despite a really strange look from the Northman. It was a short nap, really — but he needed it. They’d only been separated for perhaps half an hour by the time Gunnar enters the cottage, and it’s about time to go fetch their pup and bring him home. Cinaed had been in a dead sleep, and then sprung awake instantly.

As Gunnar comes into their bedchamber, he gets to see what Cinaed had been busy with besides his nap. He took all of their furs — from the whole cottage — and stacked them in their bedchamber. Plenty on the bed and surrounding it, almost like an extension of their resting place. Furs absolutely everywhere.

“What?” Cinaed asks him when Gunnar enters the room and arches his eyebrow at him.

@gunnartjorvason

The warrior chuckles as he tangles his legs with his mate, giving him multiple points of contact. Even down to Cinaed’s toes. To look at them one wouldn’t know where one ends and one begins. They are connected as if they are one being. Gunnar rubs soothing circles over Cinaed’s stomach, feeling very protective of what lies beneath. It may be nothing, yet, but somehow it calls to the Northman’s alpha.

“It smells sweeter…if that’s even possible since you already smell so sweet to me.” Gunnar purrs as he burrows his nose further where Cinaed’s scent is the strongest.

“What?! I can’t help it…it’s addicting.” Gunnar defends himself, not trying to tickle his mate, but he can’t help it when his beard brushes against Cinaed’s neck.

“I don’t know if it was my claiming bite, or your fae magic…or a combination of both. It’s making you mine in every way.” Gunnar muses as he places tender kisses on his lover’s jaw and neck.

Later in the afternoon…

After taking a short nap while they waited for Gunnar’s knot to recede, the wolf and fox make their way home. This time side by side, at a leisurely pace taking in their surroundings. He loves the wonder in his mate’s eyes as he learns the sounds of the forest, the smells and the sights not normally seen by human eyes. When they arrive home, they shift back into their human forms. Gunnar gets the deer they caught hung and ready in their meat shed while Cinaed heads into their cottage to take a nap after their romp in the forest. A little smirk curls his lips as he gives his mate a kiss before Cinaed heads inside.

After Gunnar finishes with the deer and cleans up, he heads inside their cottage. He notices immediately the lack of furs in their sitting room, the pile by the hearth gone, as well as the ones on the couch. As he ventures into their chambers, his eyebrow arches at the sight greeting him. An over abundance of furs on their bed, on the floor, even around the tub in the corner. He also spots his cloak and one of this tunics buried amongst all the furs. It looks like a…

“Baby, are you nesting?” Gunnar asks, that sense of wonder filling his heart again from earlier in the meadow.

@cinaedofulaid

“Nesting?” Cinaed raises his eyebrows. What does that even mean?

“Uh… no. I was just trying to get comfortable.”

As Gunnar steps in closer, his eyes darting everywhere that has furs, the prince sits on their bed before burrowing himself into a fur. The Northman gives him a mischievous smile, and Cinaed beams up at him with sparkling eyes as he wraps the fur around himself like a little hood.

“Isn’t it great?!” The prince chimes out happily.

“God, Gunnar, I’m starving. I’m so tired. Do you think you could make me some food? I’m so sleepy…” the prince says, one sentence after another like his mind is bouncing off the walls.

“Do you think Luca had a good time? Oh my god, I’m so hungry.” Cinaed says, standing from the furs and keeping the fur wrapped around his head and shoulders as he just walks past Gunnar to the kitchen. He returns only a moment later with some bread and cheese and takes it to the bed, burrowing into the furs again.

“What?!” The prince chuckles and grins when Gunnar gives him another strange look.

“I’m just hungry. I’m sleepy. Could you go grab our child from the fortress, baby?”

@gunnartjorvason

“It’s what…” omega’s in heat do. Gunnar shakes his head. How does he even begin to explain this the his mate? As far as he knows, from what he has learned since becoming an alpha, only female omegas go into heat. But he swears, Cinaed is showing all the signs of going into heat. The slick he was leaking before they fucked. His feverish temperature. His insatiable hunger to be close to his mate. The way Gunnar’s knot calmed him, giving his body what it needed. And now this? Heaping furs on their bed and around their chambers like he’s preparing a nest for a pup. Or a kit, Gunnar thinks with a smile.

“It’s perfect, little fox…” Gunnar gives Cinaed a loving smile, holding back a chuckle when his mate repeats himself. He watches in amazement when Cinaed goes into the kitchen to get some bread and cheese after asking the warrior to make him some food. It’s like his mind is bouncing off the walls. The fur covering Cinaed’s head like a hood makes him look adorable.

Gunnar just wants to wrap him in his arms and squeeze him tight while shouting at the sky. Gods, could this really be happening? His heart is fluttering in his chest with a whole range of emotions. Excitement, extreme love, and a little bit of worry. When Cinaed burrows into the furs and starts eating his bread and cheese, Gunnar cautiously approaches. He has heard of omegas being territorial of their nest. No one enters unless permission is granted. Otherwise it may cause stress.

“Baby…may I?” Gunnar motions to the bed. When Cinaed nods, Gunnar takes a seat on the edge. “I think I know what’s happening…but I could be wrong. I…uh…I think you might be going into heat. And this…” Gunnar motions to all the furs, his cloak, and tunic. “…this is you preparing for a pup…or kit, depending on if take more after me or more after you.”

“Perhaps we should go to the fortress together…have Revna check you out. If you feel comfortable with her knowing about the shift, and your fox.” Gunnar looks in his mate’s eyes entreatingly, concern showing on his face.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed nods and beams up at Gunnar as he asks if he can sit with him. He wants Gunnar close. Really close.

“Hi baby...” He says cheerily when Gunnar sits on the edge of the furs, still acting a little silly. He looks up at Gunnar in between bites as he speaks.

“… what?” Cinaed asks with a chuckle. “Have you gone mad? Has all that mating got you in a lusty little haze? I know I am…” the prince winks.

“Hm…” the prince hums in contemplation. He really wants to stay right here, and eat. And sleep. But he doesn’t want to be separated from Gunnar, not even for a moment, so it sounds like a better idea.

“I don’t need checking out,” Cinaed grins. “… but if it will make you stop looking at me with those beautiful concerned eyes, I’ll do anything.”

Uncovering himself from the furs, Cinaed slips on Gunnar’s tunic that he had lying beside him. It’s a little big, but it’s comfortable. Then he stands and pulls on some breeches.

Going into heat. Preparing for a pup…

Cinaed furrows his brows, Gunnar’s words ringing in his head. That sounds impossible, even with the looming full moon in the coming days. He brings the back of his hand to his forehead, still feeling quite warm.

“Perhaps I’m falling ill?” The prince says, looking at Gunnar with an almost scared look.

“Yeah, let’s go see Revna. Kiss me first…” Cinaed purrs, wrapping a hand behind Gunnar’s neck and giving him a little sensual kiss.

“Alright. Good.” The prince smiles.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar can’t help the little smirk that curls his lips. “Baby, I’m always lusty for you…heat or no heat. But I think you’re right. Something is…different. But not in a bad way. In a beautiful way.”

Gods, maybe he’s going a little mad too. All he can think about is how much he wants to scoop Cinaed up in his arms, pull him into his lap, and fill him with his knot again. Over and over again until they are both boneless and exhausted. It doesn’t help that Cinaed’s scent smells absolutely mouth watering. Fuck, he can already feel his cock twitching and filling with heat wanting to take care of his mate.

“Maybe Revna will have more knowledge about what might be happening…or be able get answers.” Gunnar rationalizes. As much as he worries about her delving into seiðr, he feels a little better about it now that she’s not pregnant. Maybe her magic might be able to see what’s happening to his beloved.

Warmth floods Gunnar’s chest watching his mate pull on his tunic. Sure it’s a little big on him, but fuck if he isn’t adorable wearing it. And it soothes his wolf having his mate wrapped in his scent. His protective and possessive instincts running high.

Moon fever? Perhaps another symptom of the heat…

“I’m sure everything will be alright.” Gunnar softly soothes his mate, not wanting him to be scared of what’s happening.

Gunnar smiles as Cinaed wraps his hand around his neck, pulling the warrior into a sensual kiss. His hands reach out, taking Cinaed’s hips and pulling onto his lap. Probably not a great idea if they’re going to be heading to the fortress to pick up their son and speak to Revna, but Gods, he feels the same pull to be as close as possible to his mate. As Cinaed settles onto his lap, the warrior lets out a groan trying to ignore the rush of heat through his body from Cinaed’s touch.

“Perhaps one more, then we can leave…” Gunnar purrs before pulling Cinaed into another sensual kiss.

“Mmm…much better.” The warrior grins. Before they leave, Gunnar takes Cinaed’s hand and rubs it against his cheek and jaw, as well as placing a gentle kiss on his palm. “My scent…” he offers by way of explanation. If Cinaed feels stressed he can smell his alpha’s scent and it should help calm him.

“Alright…let’s go. Before I change my mind and pull you under this mountain of furs…” Gunnar playfully teases pinching his love's side.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes, one more.”

Settling warmly into Gunnar’s lap, the prince returns his kiss and takes his lover’s cheeks with his hands, tilting his head into their touched lips to make it reverent enough to fulfill his need. Gods, he needs him. As soon as the Northman takes his hand and rubs it against his cheek and jaw, Cinaed craves more. More and more.

“Nooooooooo.” The prince whines. Gods, what’s gotten into him, he has no fucking idea. He nuzzles his face into Gunnar’s neck, rubbing against him as if trying to get more of that scent he gave him. He even topples the Northman over and starts sniffing his chest before rubbing his cheek against it. “No.”

Cinaed’s mind keeps going back and forth, beyond his own volition. Like the pull of his fox is controlling him. He tries to break free, taking a deep breath in between nuzzling against Gunnar.

“Okay. We have to go. Agh…” he groans. “I know it. We have to. I just… Mmmmmm.” Cinaed hums as he nuzzles against Gunnar’s neck again. The scent of his skin. Gods, it’s intoxicating.

“Fuck. Just… force me. Damnit. I can’t stop.”

The Prince yelps as Gunnar grabs him up into his strong arms, pretty much the only way he’s going to get him out of their chamber. Cinaed growls a little before a little purring sound starts in his chest. The prince nuzzles him again as Gunnar chuckles.

Yeah, I need Revna. Hopefully she’s not busy. Fuck.

Cinaed bites Gunnar’s shoulder, causing the Northman to give a little ouch as the prince looks at him with sparkly amber eyes.

“… sorry.” The prince purrs.

@gunnartjorvason

Pride fills Gunnar’s chest, or maybe it’s a giddiness, when his mate clings to him not wanting to let him go. Not wanting to stop nuzzling into him. Cinaed’s practically rolling on him, like a fox in the grass, the warrior thinks with amusement. When he topples the Northman over, Gunnar can’t help but chuckle. Fuck, his wolf is loving this, his mate nuzzling into him and rubbing his scent all over his body.

The inner battle between man and fox is so apparent as Cinaed goes back and forth on whether they should stay or go. When he tells Gunnar to force him, the warrior lets out a low growl as he picks his beloved up into his arms. The returning growl his mate gives him has the warrior cocking his eyebrow at him. His alpha’s dominance rising to the surface as Gunnar nuzzles Cinaed’s neck and nips at his mating mark, as if to say, behave. When his mate’s growl quickly changes to a purr and he nuzzles back into the Northman, Gunnar lets out a chuckle. Gods, he’s going to be in for one wild ride with his mate so riled up.

“Ouch!” Gunnar yelps as Cinaed bites his shoulder, a little smirk curling his lips when he looks into Cinaed’s sparkly amber eyes. “You trying to give me a claiming bite?” The warrior softly teases as he raises an eyebrow at his love. Not that he would mind if he did.

Gunnar carries Cinaed out to the stable where he sets him down just long enough to prepare Hrímfaxi for the ride to the fortress. Cinaed softly whines at the loss of contact, while Gunnar makes quick work with the bridle and saddle. Gunnar offers soft words of comfort and praise trying to soothe his mate while he works.

“Alright, c’mere, baby…” Gunnar purrs as he helps his love mount the stallion. Even Hrímfaxi stomps nervously noticing the difference in Cinaed’s scent. Not an aggressive stomp, more of recognition. Gunnar mounts behind his mate, pulling Cinaed snug against the V of his thighs. “I’ve got you, baby…” He purrs as he leads the horse towards the fortress.

When Cinaed shifts in the saddle, turning just enough to face him and nuzzle into his neck where his scent is the strongest, Gunnar grins. Especially when his mate’s purrs get louder and his body relaxes against him. Gods, Gunnar’s heart feels like it fit to burst with all the love and protectiveness coursing through him.

“It won’t take long…then I’ll get you back home and in our nest.” Gunnar soothes as his arm tightens around Cinaed. Gods, he can't believe he's saying that, and how happy it makes him.

Gunnar nipping at his mark has an instant calming effect to make the prince more docile, and he purrs away in the Northman’s arms as he carries him to the stable. As soon as he sets him down, Cinaed lets out a little whimper at the loss of his lover’s proximity. His first instinct is to crouch down and shift into fox form, but he tries to fight it, and Gunnar finishes preparing his saddle just in time. The Northman saying “C’mere” has an effect as well — he instantly obeys.

As Gunnar mounts behind him and kicks his stallion into motion, it doesn’t take long for Cinaed to turn towards him and nuzzle into his neck, leaving little kisses behind as he purrs. The prince’s body finally relaxes against him, and he wants to live in Gunnar’s skin. To feel him so impossibly close. His body is humming with desire and love for him.

“Alright… lead me there.” The prince purrs. He’s not sure how well he can control himself, especially with that urge to shift at the stables. As they enter the gates of the fortress, Cinaed growls lowly at the guardsmen at the entrance until Gunnar nips at him again in warning. The Northman leads him to the area of Revna’s healing chamber, and Cinaed’s nose goes into the air, softly sniffing.

Who is that?

Cinaed recognizes the smell, but it’s different. He can’t place it, and it sort of makes that growl come back to his chest. He quickly dismounts Gunnar’s horse and crouches low, before his alpha bends down and scoops him up again before he can shift.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar has to bite back a chuckle when Cinaed growls at the guardsmen at the gate of the fortress. He just lightly nips at Cinaed’s mating mark to calm him and offer some grounding to whatever is raging inside of him. Not wanting to take a chance of running into Rypere at the stable, Gunnar leads Hrímfaxi right to Revna’s healing chamber. He honestly can’t say he’d be able to stop himself from ripping the man’s throat out if he dares to touch his mate, or gives him any flirty looks.

He hears the low rumble of Cinaed’s growl again as they dismount the stallion. “Cinaed…” Gunnar softly says in a warning tone, not quite sure who or what he is growling at now. Looking around there is no one. His own nose raises in the air as he sniffs their surroundings. Something is different, but he can’t quite place it. Whatever it is causes the alpha inside of him to take notice. A feeling of pack comes over him, but his first thought is Luca and the girls. He notices Cinaed’s nervousness as he crouches down by the horse, almost as if he is hiding.

“C’mere, little fox…” Gunnar softly whispers as he scoops his mate into his arms again, not trusting that he won’t shift right here in the middle of the fortress for all to see in an effort to hide. “I’ve got you.” The warrior soothes, his low comforting growl rumbling in his chest as his mate burrows his nose back into his neck.

When they approach the door of Revna’s healing chamber, Gunnar softly knocks. His daughter’s faint, come in, can be heard so he opens the door. He’s relieved to find just Revna and Runa in the room as he opens the door. Little Runa sleeping peacefully in a cradle near the hearth.

“Little raven…we need your help.” Gunnar softly says as he looks at his daughter with concern in his eyes. “Cinaed is feeling…different.” He’s not sure quite how to say it.

“Of course, father…Cinaed…come in. I’ll do whatever I can to help.” Revna eyes flash with concern as she waves them in. “Luca is playing with Tora and Hati in the Hall. Finan and Uhtred are watching over them.”

Revna motions to the bed in the center of the healing room for her father to sit, a tender look in her eyes as he keeps Cinaed on his lap nestled close to him.

“Cinaed has been experiencing some…changes. Ever since the battle with the Scots.” Gunnar looks into his mate’s eyes to see if he’s ready to reveal what he is. “Revna won’t tell anyone what is said here, if you don’t want her to.” He reassures his mate. Revna gives Cinaed a nod of confirmation, so that he knows that whatever is spoken of in this chamber, remains in this chamber.

@cinaedofulaid

“Hi Revna.” Cinaed smiles brightly at her as Gunnar moves to sit upon the bed, the prince still nestled in his lap. He still feels very unlike himself. Almost a little delirious, and silly. He holds onto Gunnar and leans near Revna, sniffing the air around her. There’s the smell. It’s her.

When Gunnar tells the prince he can reveal what he is without fear, Cinaed buries his face in his lover’s neck again. He’s regretting this instantly… and then his attention is brought to Runa a few feet away in her cradle, and the purr comes back to his chest. Just something about the babe’s presence. The prince looks at Revna and sighs.

“I was marked for death. At the battle. Perhaps Ronan told you… I don’t know,” Cinaed says softly.

“Gunnar took me to the meadow I like so much, and… I thought I was dying. Instead… I woke up as a red fox. He saved my life, I think… with his bite.” The prince tells her, despite her widening eyes.

“It’s been… different, but not bad. Much like Gunnar’s wolf. But… I think I have a fever or something. My body feels strange, and I feel very hot. Please, God, don’t tell Finan. Not yet.”

As Revna steps closer to him in order to observe him, Cinaed’s amber eyes glow at her, his pupils dilated a little. A slow, soft purring rumbles from his chest as he leans forward to thoroughly sniff her wrist.

@gunnartjorvason

“Your father mentioned that you were gravely injured in that battle and that my father somehow saved you, but I don’t know any other details than that.” Revna softly nods as Cinaed continues his explanation. Her eyes widen when he mentions changing into a red fox as she glances between Gunnar and Cinaed’s eyes.

“So you’re a shape shifter?” She asks in wonder, curious herself if it stems from Gunnar’s bite or from Cinaed’s fae magic. The ancient ones have been teaching her about the old magic in her dreams, and she has learned a little bit about the Fae folk and how they can adapt.

Revna offers Cinaed a reassuring smile. “I won’t say anything to your father about this. It’s for you to tell him when you’re ready.” Her eyes shift with concern when Cinaed mentions the fever and that he feels very strange. She hasn’t said anything to anyone yet, but she has been feeling strange symptoms herself, but it could be just from her body recently giving birth.

“Is it alright if I examine you?” She asks Cinaed gently. She can see how the young man clings to her father, and she has to admit it’s so cute how close they are. Revna smiles when she sees Cinaed’s eyes glowing at her, and she offers him her wrist to smell, to show that she is no threat. A strange feeling comes over her as she realizes how odd that sounds, but at the same time, it feels like the most natural thing in the world to do.

“If you don’t mind taking off your tunic and laying on the bed, I will check you over and see if my magic picks up on anything different.” She softly asks, giving both men a tender look. She can see the reluctance on her father’s face. “I promise, I’ll be quick…” she reassures both of them.

Gunnar gives her a brief nod as he helps Cinaed out of his tunic, but he doesn’t take it away from him. Letting Cinaed place the cloth close to his nose to breathe in. He then helps Cinaed lay down and moves to the side holding his hand firmly in his.

“May I?” Revna asks as she approaches Cinaed holding her hands up in a non threatening way. Asking permission to touch him. When he gives a soft nod, Revna places her hands lightly on his chest and stomach. As soon as she touches Cinaed her father growls.

“Really, father?” She shoots him a furrowed look as he growls at her.

“Sorry…” Gunnar gives her a sheepish look, as if he doesn’t know what just came over him to growl at his own daughter.

Turning her attention back to Cinaed, Revna gives him a tender look. “Tell me if you feel uncomfortable at all, and I’ll stop. What other symptoms or emotions have you been feeling? Remember, this is a safe space. Nothing you say leaves this room.”

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes. I wasn’t before the battle… before Gunnar took me to the meadow.”

Cinaed trusts Revna, so he pulls his tunic off with Gunnar’s help and briefly brings it to his nose before lying down. He squeezes the hand Gunnar holds, and softly nods when Revna asks permission to touch him.

“We’re both still getting used to this…” Cinaed grins, rubbing his eyes with his other hand. He instantly bristles a little when Revna touches his belly, and tries to think of ways to explain his symptoms.

“Uh… I can’t get enough of his scent on me. I can’t get close enough to him. My physical appetite is… heavy.” The prince says, trying to say it in a way that doesn’t make him blush.

“My body has been running really, really hot, and my breaths are panted and quick the past few days. I, um…” Cinaed hesitates. He won’t dare reveal all things.

“I’ve been absolutely starving today. I crave warmth and furs, so I set them all up in our bedroom, surrounding our bed. And under our bed I have a collection of shiny things. Well, not all shiny. I have some pieces of silver, and one of Gunnar’s armbands. I have a few of his leather bracelets. A few of his tunics…” Cinaed says, giving Gunnar a sheepish look. It’s likely the Northman didn’t know about his little hoard he’d created recently.

“My belly feels a little… strange. Like my stomach is turning. I feel like hiding because I’ve growled at everyone today. I feel like I could shift at a moment’s notice… and I feel like if I separate from Gunnar right now, I’ll die. Like I have to be touching him. What is happening to me?” The prince asks Revna with worried eyes.

@revnashieldmaiden

Oh wow…

Revna’s eyebrows raise as Cinaed lists off most of his symptoms. Some of which she has been feeling herself. In small doses. She can tell there are some things he’s not mentioning by the sheepish look in his eyes, and she can understand why. If it’s something important the old ones will tell her. She has been learning much about Gunnar’s werewolf blood, to prepare herself for when it starts manifesting in her daughters.

Everything Cinaed is mentioning sounds like what an omega werewolf experiences. A female wolf. But Cinaed is a male, and he’s a fox. It couldn’t be…could it? Revna tilts her head as she considers the possibility. Of course anything is possible, especially with the magic of the fae folk. Magic her husband still chooses to ignore.

“My hands may get a little warm, but it will not hurt you…alright?” Revna warns before her seiðr flows through her hands. When Cinaed gives her a little nod, she closes her eyes and lets the magic flow through her and into Cinaed’s body to sense the changes coming over him. She lets the ancient ones speak to her in her mind. All of it sounding so mystical and amazing.

When Revna’s eyes open, they are a brighter shade of blue as a soft smile lifts the corner of her lips. Feeling what is happening inside Cinaed’s body seems so impossible, but it’s true. She felt it herself. Now how does she explain it in a way that he and her father will understand.

Taking a seat at the edge of the bed, Revna gently takes Cinaed’s other hand in hers. “When you were injured in battle, Gunnar’s bite and your fae magic reshaped you in order to save your life. They worked in tandem. Gunnar’s bite passing the ability to change form, and your fae magic choosing the shape. It reshaped you around Gunnar’s claim…around your mate.

You are not an omega, not by wolf standards. You do not have a womb. Not yet. But your body is adapting in other ways. Ways tied to your fae. Just as it reshaped you to survive your injury, it’s reshaping you again to be able to carry your mate’s child…if you so wish.

I feel it…right here.” Revna hovers her hand over the spot on Cinaed’s lower belly. “A vessel waiting to be filled. It’s tied to the moon. That’s why you are feeling this way right now. We are getting closer to the full moon. During the full moon, during Gunnar’s rut, there is a chance you could conceive.”

“Again…if you so choose.” Revna sees the brief flicker of fear in her father’s eyes. Fear and hope, as she gives him an understanding look.

“If not, the vessel goes away, only to return on certain full moons.”

@cinaedofulaid

“Luca…come here…” the warrior whispers as he holds his hand out. The little pup scampers over to his side of the bed and Gunnar reaches down to pick him up, depositing him on the soft furs.

“Faðir is still sleeping…shhh.” Gunnar whispers as he brings Luca closer to his chest. The pup continues his little whimpers regardless.

Gods, he doesn’t even know how late they stayed up last night, but his body feels pleasantly satiated. They couldn’t stop touching each other, the warrior remembers with a wry grin.

@gunnartjorvason

“Oh my goodness. I’m awake.” He grins at Luca, then at Gunnar with a teasing look in his amber eyes.

Rolling to the edge of the bed and sitting up, Cinaed is surprised when Luca barks at him, his little tail wagging. He gives the pup a little gasp with wide eyes to get him excited.

“Go Go!” Cinaed says excitedly, snickering as Luca runs to the kitchen. He steps closer to Gunnar and kisses his nose.

“Hi.” The prince purrs. “Good morning, lover.”

@gunnartjorvason

“I might be persuaded…” Gunnar teases as he watches Cinaed pull on his breeches. He chuckles again as Luca runs into the kitchen at his mate’s urging.

Gunnar places his hand around Cinaed’s neck when his prince kisses his nose, not letting him pull away quite yet, despite Luca’s little barks in the kitchen.

“Good morning, baby…” He hums with a loving smile. “…I’m going to need more than a kiss on the nose.” He nuzzles his nose against his lover’s before claiming his lips.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed’s eyes sparkle when Gunnar places a hand behind his neck and captures him in a kiss. He tilts his head into it and eases right in, wrapping his arms up around the Northman’s shoulders.

“Much better…” the prince purrs in an echo, grinning as he nuzzles their noses together again. Luca’s bark at the door instantly makes Cinaed laugh.

“The full moon is getting closer,” Cinaed says with a smile.

“Are you ready to be an honest man?” The prince winks.

@gunnartjorvason

“An honest man?” Gunnar smirks. “More like a happy man…to have everything my heart desires.”

“Baby, do you want to set the table and prepare some tea for our meal?” Gunnar asks giving his love an adoring look.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes, breakfast…” The prince purrs dreamily. If every morning was like this for the rest of his life, he would be so happy.

“Of course I can,” Cinaed smiles, stepping to prepare a kettle with some water. “Anything for your delicious cooking…”

As Luca circles them at their feet, the prince almost has to step over him. “Be patient, baby. Just a second.”

Before doing anything else, the prince fills a small bowl with goats milk and gives it to Luca to stave off at least a little of his appetite. It will only take a little while for his eggs.

“Do you like it here? In this home?” Cinaed asks the Northman with sparkling eyes. It’s almost a silly question, but he’s curious. He voices his own love for it constantly.

@gunnartjorvason

…and you’ve done an amazing job of making it feel like home.” He gives Cinaed an adoring look.

“Although, if we find any more pups in the forest, we may have to add on an extension or two.” He chuckles with merriment in his eyes. “Imagine…a home for wayward pups.”

@cinaedofulaid

“I really love it too…” Cinaed beams with a bright smile.

“It’s perfect. Everything I ever dreamed of.”

A home for wayward pups.

“Oh my goodness. Insistent!” The prince chimes out.

“… wait, sass? Oh, whatever!” Cinaed grins and blushes. He’s not wrong. But gods, is he like Ronan? What a sickening thought.

“Only a little…” the prince smirks as he sits next to Gunnar at the table.

“… and you love it, don’t you?” He teases. The prince snickers when Gunnar reaches over and pinches his side.

“Gods, this looks amazing.”

@gunnartjorvason

Placing some bread and fruit on the table, Gunnar takes a seat, but not before popping a fresh berry in his mouth and giving his love a playful grin.

“Only a little?” Gunnar teases as he raises an eyebrow.

“Damn, he has a voracious appetite.” Gunnar smiles at Cinaed. “He must be going through a growth spurt.”

@cinaedofulaid

“I would love to go hunting.” The prince purrs, leaning over the table to take a look at Luca’s progress with his food. Maybe even one day their pup could join them on a hunt.

“You mean… shifted, right?” Cinaed asks, looking into the Northman’s eyes.

@gunnartjorvason

“I probably shouldn’t have given you one…now you’re gonna want all my berries.” Gunnar laughs as he hand Luca another one.

“We’re going to need a lot of berries…” Gunnar winks at his mate.

@cinaedofulaid

“I think that sounds great,” the prince smiles.

“Shall we?” He winks at Gunnar. “We can bring our baby to the fortress. Then… my mate can teach me how to hunt.”

As they ready themselves for the walk to the fortress, Cinaed beams. Gods, the idea of hunting with Gunnar is so exciting.

“Come here…” The prince grins. “I need a quick kiss before we go.”

@gunnartjorvason

“What?! I can’t help it…they are delicious.” Gunnar gives his mate a mock offended look before slipping Luca another blackberry. “…like father like son.” He winks at Luca.

“I think we’re ready, baby…” Gunnar smiles at his mate. “I look forward to teaching you how to hunt. I look forward to spending time with you in the forest exploring your new abilities.”

Gunnar beams at his mate when he says he needs a quick kiss before they leave.

“Alright, baby…ready?” Gunnar softly pants, his body already feeling heated from the kiss. “We should probably go before I change my mind and drag you back to our chambers.”

@cinaedofulaid

You can’t catch me!

Too slow!

You little tease…

Silly fox…I’ll get you back for that.

Later…

Gods, you’re so adorable.

@cinaedofulaid

Did I tire you out, baby?

I just realized… I’m too small... He says, giving Gunnar a little sad look as his ears furrow back.

@gunnartjorvason

A little…

It’s so peaceful out in the forest, even with the birds insistent chatter. He hears another rabbit scamper past when they realize they have come across a wolf and fox laying together.

I love being here with you like this…my little fox.

The wolf nuzzles into Cinaed’s licks, returning them with his own that covers most of his mate’s snout. He chuckles internally when his mate let’s out a little sneeze.

You’re not to small to help me track the dear. And spook it into my direction. Gunnar give his mate a little head tilt, reassuring him that despite his size, he can still help with the hunt.

Come on….I’ll show you.

Gunnar rises and lowers his nose to the ground sniffing for deer scent. When he finally picks up on it he calls for his mate.

Here…smell that? That is what we need to track. Quietly and stealthy. Until we find the deer. Then we’ll break off. You spook the deer and when it runs in my direction I’ll kill it.

@cinaedofulaid

The little fox sneezes when Gunnar licks his snout, then another time, and it’s such a misty and guarded little sound. Much less intense than Gunnar’s own shaky sneezes.

Geez!

Yes! I smell it!

Okay. I got it.

@gunnartjorvason

Now!

Try it…they are still warm.

It tastes different when you are in your animal form…it’s not as gross as you think. Our bodies actually crave it. The nutrients it provides. Gunnar urges his mate.

@cinaedofulaid

… how romantic.

Thank you, lover…

@gunnartjorvason

You’re welcome, baby…

Now we need to get the deer home before it draws the attention of other predators. We’ll leave the innards spread out for the scavengers. I’m sure Hugin and Munin would like some of it.

Alright, little fox…let’s get this deer home. Then we can play in the river.

The deer is heavy, but Gunnar’s black wolf is strong as he bites the deer’s neck and drags it through the forest towards home. His mate happily walking beside him.

@cinaedofulaid

Play in the river?!

Alright, darling. Lead the way.

So damn jumpy! I can hear everything!

Cinaed relaxes again as Gunnar comes near, so the fox stretches and rubs his body alongside him again. There’s something about doing that that Cinaed loves.

@gunnartjorvason

You’ll get used to it, baby…

Gods, I can’t get over how cute you are in your fox form…

@cinaedofulaid

I sure hope so, darling…

The prince inwardly blushes at Gunnar’s compliment. He’s so prideful that the Northman finds him attractive in any form. He closes his eyes and grins when the wolf nuzzles his chest.

You just like my fur, huh?

@gunnartjorvason

I love all of you, my little fox…

Mmm…I love you.

Gunnar returns Cinaed’s nuzzling, loving the give and take between them. He can see the mischief in his lover’s eyes.

What are you up to, baby? He asks in a playful warning, right before Cinaed takes off at a run around their yard. Gunnar lets out another growl, louder this time as he gives chase.

You little…I swear to the Gods, when I catch you I’m going to ravish you…

@cinaedofulaid

“I beat you.” Cinaed says with a grin against Gunnar’s lips, even though it’s not true.

“I beat you, lover!”

His words strengthen the grip of Gunnar’s hands on his body, and the prince lets out a little sound at the show of dominance.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar quirks his eyebrow at his mate’s claim that he won their race. “You wanna say that again?”

“You sure about that?” Gunnar teases as he rubs his hardening cock against Cinaed’s thigh.

@cinaedofulaid

… fuck.

“… cause I’m pretty sure I beat you.”

“You want to fuck me. I can feel it.” The prince purrs.

@gunnartjorvason

@cinaedofulaid

“Now was that so hard?”

“Gunnar,” the prince purrs. “Please.”

@gunnartjorvason

Moving to the other cheek, Gunnar gives his mate another hard smack leaving his big handprint behind. Just like the other side, the warrior softly caresses then leans in to kiss the mark.

“Fuck…

Godsdamn, Cinaed…you’re so tight. Pulsing around me.” The warrior utters as he draws in a ragged breath.

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed grins as Gunnar speaks, jumping again when the Northman leaves another spank on his skin. Fuck, it burns so good. He’ll misbehave endlessly if this is how Gunnar will treat him.

As Gunnar slowly pulls Cinaed back against him and impales him on his cock, the prince lets out a little huff as his head falls and his fingers grip the grasses beneath him.

“Gunnar, I…”

What the fuck is wrong with me?

“Yes.” the prince rasps out. “I love you so much…”

@gunnartjorvason

“Gods, baby…you feel so good.” The warrior purrs as his motions pick up speed.

@cinaedofulaid

“You’re not,” Cinaed purrs.

Cinaed smiles as the Northman so tenderly caresses his cheek. Fuck, he loves Gunnar’s new nickname for him. It’s so tender and sweet…

“I-I need… you. I need you. Please don’t stop…” the prince rasps out, letting a little moan slip past his lips.

“Oh, please… fuck.” Cinaed moans as Gunnar starts to go harder. Every instinct and sensation in his body is firing, and it’s excruciating and mesmerizing all in one.

“Oh my god...” The prince huffs.

@gunnartjorvason

It can’t be…can it?

Gods, what if…

“What do you need, my little fox? What is your body asking for?” Gunnar husks, curious if what he’s sensing may be a reality. A part of the changes his love is experiencing.

@cinaedofulaid

“Oh fuck!” Cinaed moans. “Fuck, I-I need..”

The prince groans, deep and uninhibited. He needs more, so much more. He’s right on the edge, but his body just won’t relent.

“Baby…” he moans helplessly, unable to truly voice it.

@gunnartjorvason

“Almost there, baby…” he soothes as his knot starts to lock them together. “Fuck…”

“Cum for me, Cinaed…milk the seed from my cock…” Gunnar growls, right on the cusp of falling over the edge.

@cinaedofulaid

“Ohhh god. Oh, yes…”

“I love you. I can’t wait to marry you. Oh my god…” he sighs dreamily as his lover coaxes him to the ground and spoons around him, his knot still throbbing.

“Gunnar, I love you…”

He sounds a little delirious, so Cinaed is not surprised when the Northman gives a little chuckle.

“Closer!” The prince demands with a little sass. Not completely unusual for him — but a little.

“More. Closer.”

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar’s hold on his love tightens as he feels Cinaed fall over the edge. His walls squeezing around Gunnar’s knot the only push the Northman needed to join him in ecstasy. “Fuck, baby…”

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes, I’m drunk on your body.” The prince grins. The way Gunnar responded to his insistence was so cute.

“Changed?” The prince asks with furrowed brows as Gunnar buries his nose in his neck. “Gunnar, what have you done to me? Quit, it tickles!” He snickers.

Later that afternoon

“What?” Cinaed asks him when Gunnar enters the room and arches his eyebrow at him.

@gunnartjorvason

“It smells sweeter…if that’s even possible since you already smell so sweet to me.” Gunnar purrs as he burrows his nose further where Cinaed’s scent is the strongest.

“What?! I can’t help it…it’s addicting.” Gunnar defends himself, not trying to tickle his mate, but he can’t help it when his beard brushes against Cinaed’s neck.

Later in the afternoon…

“Baby, are you nesting?” Gunnar asks, that sense of wonder filling his heart again from earlier in the meadow.

@cinaedofulaid

“Nesting?” Cinaed raises his eyebrows. What does that even mean?

“Uh… no. I was just trying to get comfortable.”

“Isn’t it great?!” The prince chimes out happily.

“God, Gunnar, I’m starving. I’m so tired. Do you think you could make me some food? I’m so sleepy…” the prince says, one sentence after another like his mind is bouncing off the walls.

“What?!” The prince chuckles and grins when Gunnar gives him another strange look.

“I’m just hungry. I’m sleepy. Could you go grab our child from the fortress, baby?”

@gunnartjorvason

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed nods and beams up at Gunnar as he asks if he can sit with him. He wants Gunnar close. Really close.

“Hi baby...” He says cheerily when Gunnar sits on the edge of the furs, still acting a little silly. He looks up at Gunnar in between bites as he speaks.

“… what?” Cinaed asks with a chuckle. “Have you gone mad? Has all that mating got you in a lusty little haze? I know I am…” the prince winks.

“I don’t need checking out,” Cinaed grins. “… but if it will make you stop looking at me with those beautiful concerned eyes, I’ll do anything.”

Uncovering himself from the furs, Cinaed slips on Gunnar’s tunic that he had lying beside him. It’s a little big, but it’s comfortable. Then he stands and pulls on some breeches.

Going into heat. Preparing for a pup…

“Perhaps I’m falling ill?” The prince says, looking at Gunnar with an almost scared look.

“Yeah, let’s go see Revna. Kiss me first…” Cinaed purrs, wrapping a hand behind Gunnar’s neck and giving him a little sensual kiss.

“Alright. Good.” The prince smiles.

@gunnartjorvason

Moon fever? Perhaps another symptom of the heat…

“I’m sure everything will be alright.” Gunnar softly soothes his mate, not wanting him to be scared of what’s happening.

“Perhaps one more, then we can leave…” Gunnar purrs before pulling Cinaed into another sensual kiss.

“Alright…let’s go. Before I change my mind and pull you under this mountain of furs…” Gunnar playfully teases pinching his love's side.

@cinaedofulaid

“Yes, one more.”

Cinaed’s mind keeps going back and forth, beyond his own volition. Like the pull of his fox is controlling him. He tries to break free, taking a deep breath in between nuzzling against Gunnar.

“Okay. We have to go. Agh…” he groans. “I know it. We have to. I just… Mmmmmm.” Cinaed hums as he nuzzles against Gunnar’s neck again. The scent of his skin. Gods, it’s intoxicating.

“Fuck. Just… force me. Damnit. I can’t stop.”

Yeah, I need Revna. Hopefully she’s not busy. Fuck.

Cinaed bites Gunnar’s shoulder, causing the Northman to give a little ouch as the prince looks at him with sparkly amber eyes.

“… sorry.” The prince purrs.

@gunnartjorvason

“It won’t take long…then I’ll get you back home and in our nest.” Gunnar soothes as his arm tightens around Cinaed. Gods, he can't believe he's saying that, and how happy it makes him.

Who is that?

@gunnartjorvason

“Little raven…we need your help.” Gunnar softly says as he looks at his daughter with concern in his eyes. “Cinaed is feeling…different.” He’s not sure quite how to say it.

Revna motions to the bed in the center of the healing room for her father to sit, a tender look in her eyes as he keeps Cinaed on his lap nestled close to him.

@cinaedofulaid

“I was marked for death. At the battle. Perhaps Ronan told you… I don’t know,” Cinaed says softly.

@gunnartjorvason

“Really, father?” She shoots him a furrowed look as he growls at her.

“Sorry…” Gunnar gives her a sheepish look, as if he doesn’t know what just came over him to growl at his own daughter.

@cinaedofulaid

Later that evening

After cuddling in the furs at the fireside, the prince eventually gets himself up and stokes the fire a bit while Gunnar closes up the house and readies it for bedtime. The time he shares with the Northman… it’s amazing. Cinaed feels so elated, so comfortable and so protected. The lovers take a little sponge bath with warm water and Cinaed dresses just in some linen trousers, leaving his chest bare as he goes to check on their new baby. Perhaps they’ll all have a little midnight snack before bedtime. Luca could definitely wake up hungry any minute. The poor thing was probably exhausted, and had been sleeping comfortably in their furs for a while now.

Cinaed gasps loudly and covers his mouth as he gazes at the furs. Their pup is no longer. Instead, an actual human babe sits in Luca’s place, sleeping comfortably. Still so small, and adorable.

He’s a werewolf…

“Gunnar!” Cinaed shouts for him. “Holy shit.”

Unfortunately, the Prince’s shout startles Luca, and he gives Cinaed wide eyes before erupting into a quiet cry. He still looks exhausted.

“Hey, hey… it’s okay,” the prince coos. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…”

Cinaed takes a fur and wraps Luca in it, swaddling him a bit and soothing him by bouncing him in his arms.

@cinaedofulaid

Giving Cinaed a tender kiss before they move from the furs in front of the hearth, Gunnar barely stops the groan from the loss of his lover pressed against him. Feeling the steady rise and falls of Cinaed’s breaths as he rested upon his chest.

“I’ll lock up…” Gunnar offers as Cinaed gets up to stoke the fire. He places the bar across the door to prevent unwanted visitors. Going around to the windows he closes the curtains to give them privacy. Privacy he should have thought of before they made love, the warrior shakes his head ruefully, a little smirk at the corner of his lips.

For a moment, he watches as Cinaed takes a soap and rag, his eyes following the movement of the soapy cloth over his beautiful skin. Gods, it’s so erotic that Gunnar has to look away before other parts of his body gets any ideas. When Cinaed finishes with the water and rag, Gunnar does the same. He doesn’t miss the look in Cinaed’s eyes and his heart flutters in response.

While Cinaed heads into their chambers to check on the pup, Gunnar pulls out some food for a late night snack. He was just about to grab the small basket of berries when Cinaed shouts for him. The tone of his voice and his words leaving the warrior unsettled as he rushes into their chambers.

He hears the cries of a baby, and his head tilts to the side in confusion. Pups don’t cry like that. When Cinaed turns around with a baby in his arms swaddled in a fur Gunnar’s eyes widen in surprise.

“What the…”

Gunnar cautiously approaches as Cinaed bounces the little one in his arms. His thoughts going the same place his lover’s did.

“He’s a werewolf?” Gunnar asks in awe as he holds out his finger for little Luca to take as Cinaed tries to soothe his cries.

“What? How?” Gunnar utters his questions as his mind tries to process that there are others like him out there. The biggest question playing in his mind is if this is why his mother placed him in their care. Because she knew what he is.

The way Luca looks up at him, his eyes staring intently at his, makes all the questions seem insignificant. All Gunnar feels is his heart melting with how adorable he is, and how adorable his mate looks holding him.

“He’s not just our pup, he’s our baby…”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed’s mouth opens and closes a few times, at a loss for words and completely baffled. He didn’t expect this, and was completely shocked by it. However… it is not an unpleasant surprise.

“He’s very cute, even still…” the prince says with a grin. Luca has a small bit of fuzzy dark hair, and it looks to be that he has green eyes. Absolutely beautiful. He didn’t cry for long, either— not when he realized that everything was okay, and he heard Gunnar’s voice. It’s as if that growling Norse accent calmed him. The pup looks at him reverently, like Gunnar is…

His alpha, Cinaed thinks.

“This is fucking madness,” Cinaed whispers, grinning down at Luca as he plays with his little fingers.

“Our baby?” Cinaed turns his head, looking to Gunnar with sparkling amber eyes and a beaming smile. That idea makes his heart skip.

“Wait… to be sure, you did not father this pup, truly… did you?” The prince asks with a flash of worry in his eyes.

@gunnartjorvason

Gunnar has to agree. Luca is very cute, especially with his green eyes that almost look like twin emeralds glowing back at him. When Luca nuzzles his face against Cinaed’s chest, the warrior finds himself melting a little more. The way he calmed when Gunnar spoke surprises the Northman, but then maybe it’s the wolf inside him that the babe was responding to. The alpha.

“Our baby…” Gunnar confirms seeing the sparkle in his mate’s eyes at the idea. There is always that chance that Luca’s mother could come back. Could try to take the little one back. But that doesn’t change what Gunnar feels flaring out in his heart. This little boy is theirs. Their son.

“What!? Gods, no, baby…I would never. You are the only one I have been with since escaping captivity. The only one I have been intimate with in over 8 years…honestly, probably much longer than that.” Gunnar shakes his head at the idea.

“The only one I want to be intimate with.” Gunnar clarifies. The thought of anyone else touching him settles like a lead weight in his stomach. Cinaed is the only one he desires. The only one he trusts. The only one he loves.

“No. It has to mean there are others like me out there…” The thought of it seems so impossible. Other werewolves? Are they Norse like him? Or are they Saxon, or Dane or even Irish? It feels like his world just got a whole lot bigger. Bigger than his grandfather and his granddaughters.

@cinaedofulaid

“Thank the Gods,” Cinaed says with a smile, giving his lover an adoring gaze. The mere moment he thought Gunnar could have mated with another was terrifying. But the Northman’s devotion is so evident in his words, and in his actions.

“What a sweetheart...” Cinaed says softly, gazing down at Luca. Something mysterious and unexpected had just befallen them, and both of their instincts seem to cling to it. To steadfastly assume the roles needed. With a beaming smile, Cinaed moves to pass Luca to Gunnar, so he can hold him in his human form. The Northman looks so elated that it gives the prince goosebumps.

“He’s a werewolf… but he’s also a child. We would be raising him, Gunnar.” Cinaed says, with a reverence he palpably feels. What a serious responsibility it is. He never imagined it.

“But if you wish to raise him with me… then we will make it so.” The prince says lovingly, seeing the absolute adoration in the Northman’s eyes for him as well as the pup.

If there’s anything that Cinaed knows… it’s that Gunnar deserves this. He deserves to be hand fasted to someone who loves him more than life itself, to raise a pup of his own kind. To have everything his heart desires.

@gunnartjorvason

“I wish it.” Gunnar nods as he looks into Luca’s eyes.

Holding the babe in his arms brings back so many memories of doing the same with Revna. It reminds him of the moment he held his granddaughter, Runa, for the first time. He didn’t realize how much he missed this until it was right here in his arms. Gunnar looks up into Cinaed’s eyes with a beaming smile on his face.

“I can think of nothing that would make me happier than raising this child with you. Having a family, with you.” The Northman purrs at his mate. No matter how hard his wolf tries to pup Cinaed, it will not happen. Not because it isn’t something they want, it’s just physically impossible.

But this little bundle in his arms makes that dream possible. The dream of having a life with his beloved and being able to share in the joys of raising a child of their own. Luca may not be blood, but blood does not dictate family.

When Luca starts shifting in his arms and an upset look comes to his face, Gunnar looks down in concern. The baby’s thumb comes to his mouth and he starts to suck, but soon the start of a cry starts in the way he hiccups.

“Uh, baby…I think he’s hungry.” Gunnar looks into Cinaed’s eyes. “Not sure your rag trick is going to work with a human babe…”

Luca starts fussing even more, and Gunnar lets out a soft hum to soothe him. The melody of a lullaby he used to sing to Revna.

“What should we do?” Gunnar asks as he rocks the babe, glancing again in his lover’s eyes. Neither one of them were prepared for this. And unfortunately neither one of them are equipped to feed a baby.

@cinaedofulaid

“Nothing would make me happier either…” Cinaed purrs back to his lover. Just seeing Gunnar with Luca like that has him melting.

“… Oh,” Cinaed says as Gunnar says the pup is hungry, then Luca starts fussing.

“Don’t look at me! You’re the one who’s had children before!” The prince chimes out.

Shit…

“Uh… we’ll have to go to the fortress. Get one of the women to feed him? I don’t see any other option. God, I hate the thought of making him suffer through that journey. I didn’t plan for this!” The prince almost chuckles. Gods, what are they in for?

The fortress isn’t far, but it’s definitely not close by. If only they could get Luca to shift. They are not prepared for this at all.

“Maybe Revna will have some ideas… but we either leave now, or…” Cinaed drifts off, striding to a window. It’s not raining any longer, but it is very, very dark. Middle of the night. They could go on horseback, quickly.

“Gunnar you have to get him to shift. Or we have to go now. I don’t want him to go hungry, even for a second.”

@gunnartjorvason

Shit…

At Cinaed’s comment, Gunnar raises an eyebrow. Yes, he had children before, but he was not the one to feed them. At least not until they ate solid food. The thought of taking Luca to the fortress to find a woman to feed him made the Northman uneasy. No one outside of their inner circle knew what Gunnar was, what this child is. He’s sure in their minds werewolves are a myth. A bedtime story for children. If Luca shifts in the middle of a feeding it might scare the woman. And fear makes people do dangerous things.

“I wish I knew how to get him to shift…” Gunnar shakes his head feeling helpless for once. He had a hard enough time controlling his own shifts at the beginning, let alone trying to control someone else’s. It wasn’t a skill he ever thought he would need. It may be something ingrained in his Alpha instincts that he has yet to unlock. Now is not the time to practice. Not when Luca is hungry and fussy.

“Let’s take him to Revna.” Gunnar suggests. She is the only one he trusts in this kind of situation. And thankfully she is nursing Runa. Maybe she’ll have milk to spare.

Bundling Luca more snug in the fur, Gunnar hands him to Cinaed. I’ll prepare the horses. Rushing outside Gunnar prepares Hrímfaxi and a horse for Cinaed. Even though it’s the middle of the night, Gunnar wouldn’t be surprised if Revna is already up with Runa. He remembers the sleepless nights with newborns. When Cinaed comes out with Luca clutched tight against his chest, the Northman takes the babe while his mate mounts his horse before handing him back. He quickly mounts Hrímfaxi, turning the stallion towards the fortress.

“Let’s go, baby…” Gunnar barely utters the words before Cinaed taps his horse into motion. The babe’s cries getting louder in his arms.

@cinaedofulaid

In Gunnar’s haste, Cinaed realizes much later that they should have shared a horse, because holding a swaddled child while riding is not something Cinaed had ever practiced. Especially not in the dark! The moon and distant torches of nearby cottages is the only light guiding them, and they’re lucky for even that. The prince hopes Gunnar isn’t irate with him— he was at a loss with what to do for the little pup.

As they approach Bebbanburg’s fortress, the light of more torches illuminates the path, and gives Cinaed a little peace of mind. Luca hadn’t been too bad during the ride — but definitely anxious. Probably wondering what the hell they were doing riding him on a horse in the middle of the night.

Dismounting as they reach the gates, Cinaed shouts up to the ramparts, and when the guardsmen recognize them the large doors fall open.

“I hope she’s awake.” Cinaed says to Gunnar, before Rypere greets them by the stables.

“Your Grace,” Rypere says to Cinaed in a friendly tone, instantly recognizing him. Uhtred’s man fancied him even, from the moment they met.

“Uh… a child?” Rypere asks.

“One of our nearby neighbors is unwell. Their child needs Revna’s healing assistance.” Cinaed smiles, trying to convince Uhtred’s man of the untruth. “Thank you so much!” He says, handing the reigns of his horse to Rypere.

“My partner’s horse too, please. Thank you.”

As Gunnar and Cinaed slip away and into the fortress, the prince lets out a relieved breath.

“Hopefully that was believable. Let’s find Miss Revna.”

@gunnartjorvason

Seeing Cinaed struggling with holding Luca and guiding the horse Gunnar instantly regrets not having them ride together on Hrímfaxi. He was so worried about the little one that he wasn’t thinking straight. They ride as quickly as they safely can in the cover of darkness. As soon as the torches from the fortress come into view, Gunnar breathes a sigh of relief. He helps Cinaed dismount before his mate calls out to the guards at the gate. Thankfully they open for them at this late hour.

“I’m sure she is…” Gunnar reassures his mate. He doubts his daughter has gotten much sleep since Runa was born just a week or so ago.

When they approach the stable and Uhtred’s man Rypere greets them, Gunnar consciously tries to keep the glare from his eyes. He doesn’t miss how Rypere appraises Cinaed, and the quick smile that comes to his face. He practices restraint as his hand flexes at his side. If he makes puppy dog eyes at his mate one more time, that restraint might be quickly forgotten.

Gunnar can’t help the low growl that rumbles in his chest as Rypere takes Cinaed’s reins, his hand coming dangerously close to his beloved. This time when he hands his reins to the young man Gunnar doesn’t hide his glare.

“I doubt he was paying much attention to the babe, or your story….he only had eyes for you.” Gunnar grumbles before he stops himself. Now is not the time for a pissing contest with Uhtred’s man. Although secretly he knows he would win.

Gunnar wraps his arm around Cinaed’s waist as they take the babe inside the Hall. Dim light from candles light the main area and quiet settles around them until they hear the faint sound of a newborn’s cry. Gunnar smiles when he hears shuffling upstairs.

“See, I knew she would be awake…” He says quietly to Cinaed as he leads his prince up the stairs to Revna and Finan’s chambers.

At the door, the Northman softly knocks. Not wanting to startle his daughter and son-in-law, just announce their presence.

@cinaedofulaid

“Well he’s dim anyway, so I’m sure we’re fine.” Cinaed smirks. Rypere is kind, but he definitely doesn’t have a chance. The prince loves the little grin that rose from his lover at his little jest. He follows Gunnar up the stairs, trying to have light steps and hush Luca with little shushes and soothing motions.

The older Irishman answers the door with disheveled hair, giving the two of them furrowed brows.

“What’s goin’ on?” Finan asks in a low, sleepy drawl. He had been awake but he’s not very lucid.

“What the hell is that?”

“Da…” Cinaed says, smiling and rolling his eyes.

“It’s a child, obviously. We need Revna’s help, if she’s willing. We’d be ever grateful.”

Not really caring what’s going on, Finan holds the door open for them. There’s always some kind of mischief around here.

“Whose child is that?” Finan finally asks them as he walks them to a sitting area adjacent to his and Revna’s chamber, where his wife sits with Runa.

“He’s an orphan. But no longer… because Gunnar and I have decided to take him in. His name is Luca.” Cinaed smiles.

@gunnartjorvason

When Finan answers the door disheveled, obvious lack of sleep showing on his face, Gunnar gives him an understanding look. He remembers the sleepless nights with a newborn, even if they were so long ago. Gunnar smiles at Cinaed when Finan holds the door open for them. As they approach the sitting area where Revna is sitting with Runa, feeding the little one, an endearing smile comes to Gunnar’s face. She looks exhausted but at the same time radiant as she softly caresses Runa’s cheek.

“Father, Cinaed…” Revna looks up in surprise. “What brings you by so late?” She asks just as Cinaed reveals the bundle in his arms. A confused look quickly coming over her face.

“We found this little one in the forest this evening…abandoned.” Gunnar starts to explain.

“A baby? Alone in the forest?” Revna asks with a horrified expression. “Who would do such a thing?”

“Not exactly…” Gunnar shares a look with Cinaed, a rueful smile on his face.

“He was in a different form…a wolf pup.”

Revna looks at her father in confusion before realization dawns on her face. “A wolf pup? He-he’s a werewolf?” She immediately looks down at Runa as dread settles in her stomach. Her daughter could be the same. Most likely is. Both of them.

“Werewolves can shift this young?” Revna asks as her eyes trail from Gunnar to Cinaed. Gunnar shrugs his shoulders even though the answer seems obvious now. Gunnar can see the concern in his daughter’s eyes for her children.

“We didn’t mean to disturb you so late…it’s just, he’s hungry…” Gunnar says with pleading in his voice. “We didn’t know where else to take him. Especially given what he is.”

Revna looks down at Runa who has fallen back to sleep at her breast. She didn’t eat much, but then she still has a little stomach. Looking up at Finan, she gives him an endearing tilt of her head. She has no doubt that she has enough milk to feed two pups, and if anything it would strengthen her supply. Encourage her body to produce more. Finan gives her a look that tells her it’s her choice. The babe in Cinaed’s arms starts fussing, and she immediately recognizes the hunger sounds. Her heart goes out to him.

“My love, please take Runa…” Revna asks her husband, gently passing the little one on to him. She smiles when Finan rocks Runa in his arms before taking her to her cradle.

“I can help…” Revna softly says as she adjusts her tunic to feed the babe from her other breast. The sounds of his cries making her breast ache as if it’s her own child crying out in hunger.

When Cinaed carefully passes her the fussing babe, Revna immediately starts humming a soothing melody. Gunnar’s lip curling when he recognizes it as the same one he was humming earlier. She offers the little one her breast, and he latches on fairly quickly. Soon content feeding sounds come from him as he immediately settles.

“….and what did you say his name is?” Revna softly asks.

@cinaedofulaid

Watching on as Revna so graciously takes the pup, Cinaed feels so disappointed in himself. Helpless. For no reason other than to needlessly torture himself.

How would they be able to raise the pup when they can’t even fulfill its basic needs? Or control when he shifts? The prince feels his eyes start to get misty.

He snaps out of it when Revna asks him a question.

“Oh, um… his name is Luca. Gunnar let me name him, and I thought it sounded beautiful.” The prince says.

“We stumbled upon him in the forest. It was about to storm, and I couldn’t bear to leave him. He was a wolf pup until just under an hour ago. I can care for him as a wolf, but…

Maybe we’re not fit to care for him. Do you have any suggestions?”

@revnashieldmaiden

Revna saw the look that flashed in Cinaed’s eyes as he passed her the little boy. Disappointment. Helplessness. The fierce love for a child and the desire to protect and care for him. She understands those feelings all to well. How many times had she felt helpless when Tora was a newborn. Not knowing if she was doing things right, if she was providing everything her little girl needs. The memory of when Tora started teething flashes in her mind and how helpless she felt not knowing what was wrong and how to help her daughter. But then she remembers how Uhtred came in and offered help. Offered comfort where comfort was needed. Shared knowledge that she hadn’t learned yet. And he never made her feel like less than a mother because she needed help. Sometimes it takes a village to raise a child.

“Luca is a beautiful name for such a handsome little boy.” Revna softly purrs, her fingers lightly tracing over the babe’s cheek.

Revna furrows her brows when Cinaed says they might not be fit to care for the little one. “That is not true. You are perfectly fit to care for this little one.”

“Do you love him?” Revna doesn’t even need to ask the question, she can see the answer in Cinaed and Gunnar’s eyes.

“Just because you need help does not mean you are unfit to raise him if that is what you desire. Sometimes it takes a village to raise a little one, but it doesn’t make him any less yours.” The shieldmaiden says with conviction in her voice.

“I am happy to help in anyway I can…” Revna looks up into Cinaed’s eyes. “…but he is your son. Both of yours.”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed finally smiles when Revna says Luca is handsome. He really is. A very pretty child. One that will someday grow into a strong man.

The prince lets a soft sigh out through his nose when Revna speaks of them being perfectly fit to care for him. How could they be? Cinaed knows nobility. He knows war. He barely knows love, except in the last few months. What does he know of raising a child? A werewolf?

The prince tries to silence these useless thoughts. Tries to bring his mind back to the task at hand. They’d figure it out. What other option do they have?

“It’s just a lot to digest.” The prince tells Revna softy. “We live secluded. It wasn’t a long ride here… but it wasn’t short. Perhaps he should remain here,” Cinaed says sadly.

“I just want what’s best for him. I do love him… I love him for the way he lit up the eyes of my betrothed. For the feelings he brought out in me. I just don’t see how it’s possible now. Not unless Gunnar can learn to help him shift…

He’s mine. He’s ours. I can feel it, I just… I don’t know what to do.”

@revnashieldmaiden

“He belongs with you…” Revna softly says as Luca continues nursing. He is slowing down, but not quite done. Revna smiles when she sees his eyes starting to get droopy.

“Maybe you and Gunnar should stay here in the fortress for a little while. Give my father a chance to learn how to help Luca shift. I’m sure between the two of you, you can figure it out. Just like when you helped Gunnar through his shifts.” Revna gives Cinaed an encouraging smile. She knows it’s not ideal. Cinaed and Gunnar love their cottage and the privacy it affords them, and she doesn’t blame them. But sometimes we make sacrifices for those we love.

“It’s only temporary…” Revna reassures, looking at both Gunnar and Cinaed. “Just until Gunnar learns how to help Luca with his shifts. In the meantime, I can help with feeding him when he’s in his human form.”

Revna looks down at Luca’s adorable face, her fingers softly caressing his cheek. He has stopped nursing now, even though his little mouth is still making the sucking motions.

“I think he is perfect for the both of you…” Revna softly says as a tender smile comes to her face.

Securing the fur around the now sleeping babe, she hands him back to Cinaed. Her heart melting when Gunnar looks over Cinaed’s shoulder with love sparkling in his eyes as he gazes at both of him.

“There is nothing wrong with asking for help, it doesn’t make you any less a father, or a provider. Uhtred taught me that…” Revna gives her husband a loving smile as they share a knowing look.

@cinaedofulaid

Later that evening

Cinaed gasps loudly and covers his mouth as he gazes at the furs. Their pup is no longer. Instead, an actual human babe sits in Luca’s place, sleeping comfortably. Still so small, and adorable.

He’s a werewolf…

“Gunnar!” Cinaed shouts for him. “Holy shit.”

Unfortunately, the Prince’s shout startles Luca, and he gives Cinaed wide eyes before erupting into a quiet cry. He still looks exhausted.

“Hey, hey… it’s okay,” the prince coos. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…”

Cinaed takes a fur and wraps Luca in it, swaddling him a bit and soothing him by bouncing him in his arms.

@cinaedofulaid

“What the…”

Gunnar cautiously approaches as Cinaed bounces the little one in his arms. His thoughts going the same place his lover’s did.

“He’s a werewolf?” Gunnar asks in awe as he holds out his finger for little Luca to take as Cinaed tries to soothe his cries.

“He’s not just our pup, he’s our baby…”

@cinaedofulaid

Cinaed’s mouth opens and closes a few times, at a loss for words and completely baffled. He didn’t expect this, and was completely shocked by it. However… it is not an unpleasant surprise.

His alpha, Cinaed thinks.

“This is fucking madness,” Cinaed whispers, grinning down at Luca as he plays with his little fingers.

“Our baby?” Cinaed turns his head, looking to Gunnar with sparkling amber eyes and a beaming smile. That idea makes his heart skip.

“Wait… to be sure, you did not father this pup, truly… did you?” The prince asks with a flash of worry in his eyes.

@gunnartjorvason

@cinaedofulaid

“He’s a werewolf… but he’s also a child. We would be raising him, Gunnar.” Cinaed says, with a reverence he palpably feels. What a serious responsibility it is. He never imagined it.

“But if you wish to raise him with me… then we will make it so.” The prince says lovingly, seeing the absolute adoration in the Northman’s eyes for him as well as the pup.

@gunnartjorvason

“I wish it.” Gunnar nods as he looks into Luca’s eyes.

“Uh, baby…I think he’s hungry.” Gunnar looks into Cinaed’s eyes. “Not sure your rag trick is going to work with a human babe…”

Luca starts fussing even more, and Gunnar lets out a soft hum to soothe him. The melody of a lullaby he used to sing to Revna.

@cinaedofulaid

“Nothing would make me happier either…” Cinaed purrs back to his lover. Just seeing Gunnar with Luca like that has him melting.

“… Oh,” Cinaed says as Gunnar says the pup is hungry, then Luca starts fussing.

“Don’t look at me! You’re the one who’s had children before!” The prince chimes out.

Shit…

The fortress isn’t far, but it’s definitely not close by. If only they could get Luca to shift. They are not prepared for this at all.

“Gunnar you have to get him to shift. Or we have to go now. I don’t want him to go hungry, even for a second.”

@gunnartjorvason

Shit…

“Let’s take him to Revna.” Gunnar suggests. She is the only one he trusts in this kind of situation. And thankfully she is nursing Runa. Maybe she’ll have milk to spare.

“Let’s go, baby…” Gunnar barely utters the words before Cinaed taps his horse into motion. The babe’s cries getting louder in his arms.

@cinaedofulaid

Dismounting as they reach the gates, Cinaed shouts up to the ramparts, and when the guardsmen recognize them the large doors fall open.

“I hope she’s awake.” Cinaed says to Gunnar, before Rypere greets them by the stables.

“Your Grace,” Rypere says to Cinaed in a friendly tone, instantly recognizing him. Uhtred’s man fancied him even, from the moment they met.

“Uh… a child?” Rypere asks.

“My partner’s horse too, please. Thank you.”

As Gunnar and Cinaed slip away and into the fortress, the prince lets out a relieved breath.

“Hopefully that was believable. Let’s find Miss Revna.”

@gunnartjorvason

“I’m sure she is…” Gunnar reassures his mate. He doubts his daughter has gotten much sleep since Runa was born just a week or so ago.

“See, I knew she would be awake…” He says quietly to Cinaed as he leads his prince up the stairs to Revna and Finan’s chambers.

At the door, the Northman softly knocks. Not wanting to startle his daughter and son-in-law, just announce their presence.

@cinaedofulaid

The older Irishman answers the door with disheveled hair, giving the two of them furrowed brows.

“What’s goin’ on?” Finan asks in a low, sleepy drawl. He had been awake but he’s not very lucid.

“What the hell is that?”

“Da…” Cinaed says, smiling and rolling his eyes.

“It’s a child, obviously. We need Revna’s help, if she’s willing. We’d be ever grateful.”

Not really caring what’s going on, Finan holds the door open for them. There’s always some kind of mischief around here.

“Whose child is that?” Finan finally asks them as he walks them to a sitting area adjacent to his and Revna’s chamber, where his wife sits with Runa.

“He’s an orphan. But no longer… because Gunnar and I have decided to take him in. His name is Luca.” Cinaed smiles.

@gunnartjorvason

“Father, Cinaed…” Revna looks up in surprise. “What brings you by so late?” She asks just as Cinaed reveals the bundle in his arms. A confused look quickly coming over her face.

“We found this little one in the forest this evening…abandoned.” Gunnar starts to explain.

“A baby? Alone in the forest?” Revna asks with a horrified expression. “Who would do such a thing?”

“Not exactly…” Gunnar shares a look with Cinaed, a rueful smile on his face.

“He was in a different form…a wolf pup.”

“We didn’t mean to disturb you so late…it’s just, he’s hungry…” Gunnar says with pleading in his voice. “We didn’t know where else to take him. Especially given what he is.”

“My love, please take Runa…” Revna asks her husband, gently passing the little one on to him. She smiles when Finan rocks Runa in his arms before taking her to her cradle.

“I can help…” Revna softly says as she adjusts her tunic to feed the babe from her other breast. The sounds of his cries making her breast ache as if it’s her own child crying out in hunger.

“….and what did you say his name is?” Revna softly asks.

@cinaedofulaid

Watching on as Revna so graciously takes the pup, Cinaed feels so disappointed in himself. Helpless. For no reason other than to needlessly torture himself.

How would they be able to raise the pup when they can’t even fulfill its basic needs? Or control when he shifts? The prince feels his eyes start to get misty.

He snaps out of it when Revna asks him a question.

“Oh, um… his name is Luca. Gunnar let me name him, and I thought it sounded beautiful.” The prince says.

“We stumbled upon him in the forest. It was about to storm, and I couldn’t bear to leave him. He was a wolf pup until just under an hour ago. I can care for him as a wolf, but…

Maybe we’re not fit to care for him. Do you have any suggestions?”

@revnashieldmaiden

“Luca is a beautiful name for such a handsome little boy.” Revna softly purrs, her fingers lightly tracing over the babe’s cheek.

Revna furrows her brows when Cinaed says they might not be fit to care for the little one. “That is not true. You are perfectly fit to care for this little one.”

“Do you love him?” Revna doesn’t even need to ask the question, she can see the answer in Cinaed and Gunnar’s eyes.

“I am happy to help in anyway I can…” Revna looks up into Cinaed’s eyes. “…but he is your son. Both of yours.”

@cinaedofulaid

After going over the supplies in her healing chamber, Revna realizes she is low on many of the herbs and plants that she will need when her pup comes. Much of it had been used to help Elle’s through her own labor, bringing Uhtred’s beautiful baby boy into the world. Lachlan is the name they chose, a lovely name representing Elle’s Scottish heritage and Uhtred’s claim to the Danes. Revna smiles as she remembers the look on Uhtred’s face when his son was born. Just one look and he was absolutely smitten. She is so happy for Elle and Uhtred, and it’s been heartwarming seeing how naturally Elle has taken to motherhood.

A sharp pain makes Revna wince, as her hand comes down to cup the bottom of her belly. She can sense that her little one won’t be far behind, and it renews her urgency to be prepared. Raspberry leaf, chamomile, and yarrow are at the top of her list of plants she needs. Rosehips if she can find it and lady’s mantle.

Tora is babbling at Hati on the floor, both of them in their own little world when Revna scoops her up. “Come, my sweet girl…lets go find your brother and gather some herbs.”

After grabbing a basket from the table, Revna leaves her healing chamber with Hati close on her heels. Knowing that her husband will be cross with her if she doesn’t bring protection, Revna calls out to Maelock and Lorcan. They have been hanging around the fortress when Cinaed is not in need of their services.

“Gentlemen,” Revna smiles. “I would like to ask for your assistance. I’m going to go fetch my son in the village and then go into the forest to gather some herbs. If you could come along for protection I’d appreciate it.

…and I promise not to make you stay behind this time.” She chuckles when she sees the worried looks on their faces after the last time she ventured into the forest.

“Don’t worry, we’ll have Ronan with us as well…” She calls over her shoulder as the men reluctantly follow.

When she gets to Ronan’s cottage, with Tora on her hip, Revna knocks on the door. “Ronan!” She softly calls out. “It’s mum…I was hoping to borrow you for a moment.”

@ronanofulaid

Mara hears the knock on the door first, jumping from her spot on the kitchen table and scampering to the front door. Ronan is busy at the hearth with some bacon over the fire, and Hali is helping him with baking. Björn is sitting at the table with Asa, helping her read runes.

“Hali, get the door please.” Ronan chirps out.

“I can’t,” Hali says, looking down at his hands and spreading his fingers. They’re thoroughly covered with sticky flour.

“Oh my god,” Ronan snickers. “More flour, less water, babe… You’re a mess.”

When Björn offers to get up, Ronan gives him a charming smile and shakes his head. He dries his hands on a towel as he strides to the door, shewing his kitty away from the door’s edge.

“Mum! Hi!” Ronan beams with shining dark eyes.

“You said you need to borrow me? Whisk me away, I beg of you.” The prince winks at her.

@revnashieldmaiden

As Ronan opens the door, Revna peeks in seeing Hali with his hands covered in dough and Björn and Asa sitting at the table.

“Wow…looks like you have your hands full!” Revna teases with a grin. “…and I thought I had my hands full with this little monster.” She tickles Tora’s belly until her little girl giggles.

“That was the plan if you can spare a moment…” Revna gives her son an endearing look. “I need to go into the forest to gather some plants and herbs and I was hoping you could come help me. Medicinal plants I need before the pup comes.” She offers in explanation.

“Maelock and Lorcan reluctantly agreed to come along…” Revna glances back at the two men loitering behind her. “Promised I would let them offer their protection without chasing them off and incurring your father’s wrath.” She lightly chuckles.

“Besides…I missed spending time with my son.” Revna gives Ronan a little wink.

@ronanofulaid

“Oh, that sounds great…” Ronan says, looking at his husband as if to beg permission. Of course he doesn’t need it, but when Björn nods and gives the prince a grin, Ronan absolutely beams.

“Yes yes yes. Let’s do it.” He says. He strides over to Hali, handing him a damp rag for his hands before kissing his head, then strides over to Björn and Asa. He kisses the little girl’s head too before sharing a kiss with his husband.

“I won’t be too long,” he smirks at Björn. “I love you.”

Stepping out into the fresh air with Revna, Ronan takes her hand and places it on his bicep as he smiles at his sister.

“Hi princess!” He beams down at Tora.

“Oh, I missed you too. Is everything goin’ good? It seems like the village has been focused on your father’s love life...” He chuckles. It’s no exaggeration, either. Everyone seemed to be invested in the wayward warrior’s romance with the even more wayward young prince, and the subsequent engagement had everyone’s attention peaked.

“… proud of you for bringin’ guards.” The prince snickers. “Father is extremely overprotective of you. And man, it’s been a hell of a year. You’re like, related to werewolves and stuff.”

@revnashieldmaiden

Revna smiles fondly as she watches Ronan give the children and his husband kisses before parting. “I will try not to keep him too long…” she gives Björn a reassuring smile.

As soon as Ronan talks to her, Tora starts reaching her little hands out to him. It’s been awhile since they have spent time together and it brings happiness to Revna’s heart seeing the closeness between them. She passes Tora over to her brother so she can fawn on him.

“Yes…everything is going well,” Revna smiles before it turns into a chuckle when Ronan mentions her father. Whom amazingly she hasn’t seen much of since he proposed to Cinaed. Not that she can blame him.

“It is quite the story isn’t it…warrior returns from the dead and falls madly in love with an Irish prince.” Revna winks at Ronan. “…and the villagers don’t even know the half of it.” As far as she knows, only the inner circle knows about Gunnar’s abilities, or the prince’s for that matter.

Walking along the path to the forest, Revna can’t help but notice Hugin and Munin circling overhead, following them on their mission. It comforts her knowing they are always watching over her. No matter where she goes.

Glancing back at Maelock and Lorcan, Revna smiles. “I didn’t want to upset your father anymore than I already have with all that talk about performing Seiðr. I promised to wait until after the little one is born. I want to know as much as possible about what Gunnar is…and what my children might be as well. The only way to find out might be speaking to my great-grandfather from beyond the veil.

…I understand his protectiveness. For both of us.” She softly says as she rubs her hand over her belly. “It’s just sometimes hard letting someone else protect me. Sometimes it’s hard to admit that I need protecting....the warrior inside of me.”

The shieldmaiden’s breath catches on another cramp, as they near the spot where the plants are that she is looking for. She hides the look of pain that crosses her features. She needs these plants, to help her through what’s to come.

“What about you? How are Björn and the children?” Revna tries to distract from the discomfort she is feeling.

@ronanofulaid

“Yes, quite the story it is.” Ronan smiles brightly. “Gunnar is really interesting, and Cinaed is absolutely besotted.”

Gods, it was an understatement. Ronan had never seen his brother this way, and it’s beautiful. He’s sure the two of them are glad that they live on the outskirts of the village.

“I can understand that,” Ronan says, bouncing Tora on his hip as they walk. “Björn is very protective too, after all he’s seen. All we’ve been through. Finan is the same.” He muses.

“Doesn’t make it easier to be a free spirit. But…” the prince tilts his head. “Perhaps the more we learn of the magic, the safer we’ll be. We’ll make preparations, and make sure everything is in order, yeah? Also… I think we know what this entails, more than you think. They’re shapeshifters.”

Looking up at the ravens overhead, Ronan feels a sense of peace come over him, Maelock and Lorcan trailing behind or not.

“We’re so good Mum,” Ronan beams. “So, so good. Björn is amazing…”

Setting Tora down so she can walk a little, the prince furrows his brows.

“So… raspberry leaf. Rosehips. Chamomile. I’m tryin’ to remember. Let’s get on it…

Woah. Wait a minute. Are you alright?” The prince suddenly asks, having had a flash of something in his vision. He could see his mother kneeling to the ground a little and clutching her belly.

“Are you in pain?”

@revnashieldmaiden

“I’m just happy they are both here, and not still in Ulaid. No matter the political fallout. It make our family feel whole…” Revna smiles. Cinaed and Gunnar belong here, with the rest of their family and it feels good having her father close by again. And seeing him happier than she has ever seen him fills her own heart with joy.

“Yes…we will continue to learn about the magic. There are so many things I want to try…once it’s safe to do so.” Revna muses as she recalls some of the things her mother has been teaching her. Gyda keeps telling her she needs to prepare, but for what she does not know yet.

“They are shapeshifters, but what all does that entail. Is it just as simple as changing form, or is there more? That is what I need to know, so I can prepare my children… and myself.” Revna looks into Ronan’s eyes with an inquiring look of her own.

“I’m so happy to hear that you and Björn are doing well. And they children look happy… I think Ragnar made a good decision taking them from Torvi.” Revna smiles. Not that she would endorse children being taken from their mother, but for some reason it felt right.

“Don’t wander too far…sweetie.” Revna smiles at Tora as her daughter takes in the plants and the sounds of the birds in the trees. Hati right beside her to make sure she is safe. “Who needs a babysitter when you have Hati…” Revna chuckles.

“…and yarrow. For bleeding…” Revna whispers the last part as a shudder runs through her that she tries to ignore.

“I’m fine…just a little discomfort. Nothing I can’t manage. The pup is resting lower and it’s just putting a lot of pressure on my pelvis.” Revna tries to reassure Ronan, although she’s not sure how convincing she is by the look on Ronan’s face.

“Walking helps…” she adds.

“As soon as we finish gathering what I need, we’ll return to the fortress and I’ll take a rest. I’ll be fine.” She places her hand on Ronan’s arm as she concentrates on her breathing for a moment, as another cramp flows through her. It only takes a moment before it calms.

“Now, let’s hurry…” she says with a sense of urgency. As she kneels down near a patch of plants to gather what she needs. Hugin is circling overhead, while Munin perches on a nearby branch as if he’s guarding.

@ronanofulaid

When Revna mentions the children, Ronan smiles, despite the mention of their biological mother. In truth, he’d thought very little of her— he had selfishly assumed his husband’s opposite role, and as long as the pups were happy, he would be as well.

“Good boy Hati,” Ronan says. He snickers when Tora says “plant” as she touches some moss on a tree. Their mother must have taught her that word recently. As they walk along, they start to be somewhat successful in their gathering.

“Yes, yarrow.” Ronan agrees. Revna had taught him so much about foraging lately, but there’s a lot to learn. He gets distracted as his mother looks increasingly uncomfortable, and the prince gives her a wide eyed look.

“Uh…” he says as Revna places a hand on his arm.

I’ll be fine. Stubborn.

“Mum… you are definitely showin’ signs of labor, and I swear to the Gods… I am not going to be alone out here with you when it happens!” The prince says dramatically.

“We have to start headin’ back. This should be enough, no? Mum I swear I can’t handle it…” he pleads with her. “I’m weak!”

@revnashieldmaiden

If it wasn’t for the discomfort that is gradually becoming more noticeable and intense, Revna would be chuckling at Ronan being dramatic. Holding out her hand, she beckons his help to stand back up. There should be enough of what she needs.

“You are stronger than you give yourself credit for.” She gives Ronan a gentle look.

As Ronan helps her to rise, another strong contraction grips her and her hand immediately goes to her belly. “You’re right…we should head back. Fetch your sister…”

Without looking up, Revna already knows that Hugin is flying towards the fortress to fetch Finan. Her ravens having become even more in tuned to her needs. While Ronan grabs Tora, despite her little squeal of protest, Revna places her hand on a tree to steady herself. The energy of the tree calms her, and she closes her eyes for a moment soaking it in. Before she opens them back up, she feels wetness running down her leg.

“Uh, Ronan…we need to go. Now.” She tries to say as calmly as possible so as not to scare her son.

Having seen the raven circling over the edge of the forest, Ragnar walks in that direction, having a sense that Revna might be out foraging. As soon as Hugin makes a bee line for the fortress, Ragnar rushes to the rest of the way, knowing the raven wouldn’t leave Revna’s side unless it’s for something important.

When he sees Revna clutching her belly, and the panicked look in his son-in-law’s eyes, Ragnar rushes in to help.

“Here. Let me take her.” Ragnar motions to Tora, taking the little girl out of Ronan’s hands so he can concentrate on helping his mother. “Don’t worry…I’ve got her.”

“Tha—thank you, Ragnar…” Revna stutters out as she tries to breathe through a contraction.

Taking Ronan’s arm in a strong grip, Revna give him a little nod. “Let’s go…it’ll be alright. Just take it slow.”

@ronanofulaid

“Okay. Alright. Okay,” Ronan says with a heightening anxious energy, immediately heading for Tora and picking her up into his arms. Even the sight of his mother leaned against a tree in that state is frightening. The guards are near, but they look just as helpless as he feels.

“Okay. Okay! Let’s go.”

Fuck.

“Oh my god, your waters...” Ronan says. Don’t panic…

“C’mon, Mum. Lean on me.” The prince says, but when he sees his father in law, he could literally melt.

“Oh Ragnar, thank the Gods…”

Handing Tora off to the Northman gives Ronan a more steely resolve as he lends his arm to the woman he loves most in the world. They take it slow, just as she says, getting closer to the forest before a blushing, grinning Irishman meets them halfway.

“It’s time, eh?!” Finan rings out in a breathy drawl.

“Wow, Ronan, you look terrible. Here…” he says, motioning Revna to come close to him as the prince rolls his eyes.

“You took the guards with you. Good girl,” Finan drawls lowly to her, beaming.

“I’m right here, darling. Not goin’ anywhere. Let’s go to the chamber and get ya comfortable, hm? Gods, I love you…” The Irishman grins.

@revnashieldmaiden

Both Revna and Ronan breath a collective sigh of relief when a grinning Finan approaches. The moment her husband takes her arm and offers her support, Revna feels a calm energy flow through her.

“…and how did you guess?” Revna teases with a beaming smile, regardless of the pain. “A little birdie tell you?”

Probably more like a big menacing black bird, she snickers to herself.

Gods, she feels like she could utterly melt against Finan’s strong body. Any fear that might have started to coil inside her, instantly dissipated having her husband by her side. She remembers how his presence, his touch helped her though Tora’s birth, and she has no doubt it’ll be the same with this pup.

“Yes…I was a good girl.” Revna smirks. “I didn’t chase them off.

…I think they are a little afraid of you.” She whispers to Finan as she glances at Maelock and Lorcan, a mischievous smile on her face.

“Gods, yes, my love. Our chamber. And hopefully this little one doesn’t keep me up all night in labor like their sister did.” Revna has a feeling that won’t be the case. Her body knows better what to do this time.

“I love you so much too,” Revna gazes lovingly at her husband. “Are you ready to become a father again?” It’s really not a question. She can already see the excitement in Finan’s eyes to welcome their newest pup into the world.

“Ronan, you should probably go let Lagertha know it’s time. We’ll need her help to deliver the babe.” Revna softly instructs her son.

Ragnar walks beside them to the fortress, giving Revna a proud look in-between making silly faces at Tora to make her giggle and keep her calm. Hati practically on his heels making sure the little girl is safe.

@thedarkprinceofulaid

“Yes, a huge black raven scared me half t’ death by cawing through the window,” Finan chuckles.

“After that, I just knew. The guards told me ya went to the forest. And yes, they better be afraid of me…”

“Oh I’m sure they are,” Ronan says sardonically.

“Hey, shush yer mouth.”

Wrapping a strong arm around Revna, Finan beams with excitement, then gives her his trademark furrowed brows whenever they have to slow down a bit.

“I’m definitely ready to be a father again darling… as many times as ya bless me with it. Gods willin’ this place will be full of pups. Hell, it already is. Uhtred is smitten with lil’ Lach, and Tora will finally have some friends.” Finan says. He chuckles when he sees Ragnar entertaining Tora.

“Yes Mum, I’ll go on ahead and grab her!” Ronan says, deciding to move into a jog. Finan, Revna, Ragnar, and Tora reach the fortress slowly, and the Irishman thinks perhaps the walking might have even helped his wife endure the pains of labor starting.

“Upstairs in ours? Or downstairs in yer healing chamber?” Finan asks her when they reach the Hall.

@revnashieldmaiden

“It’s so heartwarming to see all the little ones we have been blessed with.” Revna smiles up at Finan. She is excited for Tora to have siblings and friends her age to play and grow up with. She can’t help but remember how lonely it would have been for herself if she wouldn’t of have Björn and his sister to play with. Especially since her own brother’s wanted nothing to do with her other than to pick on her and call her names.

As they enter the Hall, Revna breathes a sigh of relief. She can feel the pressure building and the contractions are getting stronger, but thankfully the pain is still manageable. Whether Finan wants to admit it or not, Revna can’t help but think it’s in part his fae energy that helps calm her and lessens the pain. Just having his arm wrapped around she has noticed a difference.

“I think I would feel more comfortable in our chamber…” Revna answers Finan’s question. Even though all the supplies they might need are readily available in her healing chamber, it’s not where she would feel most at peace and relaxed.

“We can send servants to fetch water and linens, and most of the herbs I need are in this basket. If there is anything else we need, we can have Ronan fetch it. He pretty much knows where everything is.” Revna comments as Finan helps her towards the stairs.

She pauses at the bottom step as another contraction grips her and she grits her teeth through the pain. Once it lessens it’s hold on her she gives Finan a little nod that they can continue up the stairs.

“I have a feeling this one is going to come quicker than Tora did…maybe the long walk helped.” …and the time in nature.

Ragnar takes Tora to the hearth and sits in one of the chairs with their daughter in his lap. He gives Finan a nod as if to say he’ll watch over her, and not to worry.

“Is Uhtred in his chamber? You mentioned he wanted to be with us when the little one comes.” Revna inquires as she looks up into Finan’s eyes. She remembered Finan asking if it would be alright with her if the Dane was with them when their pup was born, and she felt touched that Uhtred wanted to be a part it. To share in this special moment with his husband.

@thedarkprinceofulaid

Helping Revna up the stairs, Finan nods gratefully to Ragnar for taking care of Tora before leading his wife through their chamber doors. It already looks cozy — plenty of blankets and furs, and the servants are already bustling with the news of labor, readying the room.

“I do hope it’s quicker, for your sake, darling…” Finan muses. He leads her to the bed, allowing Revna to sit down for a break. He sets their herb basket next to her bedside, and prays that Ronan and Lagertha can take care of that part for him, because he truly has no idea.

“Yes! Let me get him. Lagertha should be here any minute…”

Without even knocking, Finan enters the Dane’s chamber next door with an excited look.

“Lord, it’s time. The babe is comin’!” The Irishman rings out. “Please join us,” he says lovingly as he witnesses the excitement come across Uhtred’s eyes.

“Shit… I should tell Revna’s father. He wasn’t here for Tora… he should be close for this.”

@askuhtredragnarson

Looking up from the little toy he is carving, excitement comes to Uhtred’s face. Two babes is just a few weeks time. Setting aside the toy he is making for little Loch, he jumps to his feet beaming at his husband. Gods, he’s so excited to share in this special moment with Finan and Revna, just like when they were there for him and Elle.

“It’s time?” He asks, even though he can see the excitement in Finan’s eyes that it is. He had a feeling Revna was getting close, especially with how low the pup was resting in her belly.

“Send one of the guardsmen to fetch Gunnar. I’m sure Cinaed would like to be close by too.” Uhtred suggests before looking over the rail to the downstairs and calling out to Maelock.

“Hey! Maelock! Go tell Gunnar and Cinaed it’s time. Revna’s having the pup.” He orders, giving Finan a playful smirk. Fuck, this is so exciting…

While Finan fetches Uhtred, Revna makes herself more comfortable, kicking off her shoes and removing her gown. She grabs a light robe to wrap around her shift until it gets closer to time for her to start pushing. Pacing in the bed chambers, she focuses on her breathing each time a contraction comes on. She starts counting between each one to see how far apart they are, and its about five minutes.

“You are an impatient one aren’t you…” She softly murmurs as she rubs her belly, a smile curling her lips. She has no doubt with how quickly things are progressing the babe will be born before nightfall.

"Just wait for Lagertha to get here, little one." Revna grunts out as another contraction rips through her.

@thedarkprinceofulaid

“Uhtred is here,” Finan smiles as he enters the chamber again, his Lord behind him.

“We’ve sent for Gunnar. If you’re comfortable with that?” Finan asks, but he knows of course his wife is. Her father was presumed dead when Tora was born, so he can imagine that the thought of Gunnar now being here brings her so much happiness.

“There she is!” The Irishman rings out as Lagertha then enters the chamber.

***

Maelock has to literally sprint to make it to Gunnar and Cinaed’s on the outskirts of the village. The prince can just barely hear his faint calls as him and Gunnar blissfully clear their yard for a garden they plan to make.

“Revna’s baby is comin’!”

“Gunnar, oh my god,” Cinaed says. “Sh-should we go?! Hurry, grab your boots!”

@revnashieldmaiden @gunnartjorvason @askuhtredragnarson

When Finan and Uhtred enter the chamber, Revna pauses her pacing for a moment to give Uhtred’s hand a little squeeze. “I’m so glad your here…your support means the world to me and Finan.” She smiles up at the Dane.

“Thank you, my love…for fetching my father.” Revna gives Finan a loving smile, she’s so happy that her father gets to be here for the birth of their child.

“The contractions are getting closer…Lagertha better hurry. It seems this little one doesn’t want to wait for anyone…” Revna looks into her husband’s warm eyes.

Just as she says that, there is a knock on the door and Lagertha pokes her head in. “I hear there is a babe coming?” She grins as she looks from Revna to Finan, her excitement for them shining in her eyes.

Revna breathes a sigh of relief when she sees her mentor. “Yes…and the contractions are getting closer and closer. This pup is anxious to be born.” The shieldmaiden huffs out a breath as another contraction hits her.

Lagertha’s eyes turn serious at Revna’s words, as she heads to the basin of water to wash her hands. “Do you feel like you need to bear down yet?” Lagertha turns her head to look at Revna.

“Uh…no. Not yet…but the pressure is getting stronger…” Revna’s voice cracks as she tries to stifle the pain.

Seeing the pain in Revna’s eyes, Lagertha grabs some of the raspberry leaves, chamomile and mint in her basket of medicinal plants, before taking them to Uhtred. “Crush and brew these into a tea…it will help with the pain and give her strength.”

Uhtred takes the plants and nods, happy to help in any way he can. He grabs a mug and fills it with hot water from the pot over the mantle.

“Revna, sweetie, climb up on the bed and I’ll check you.” Lagertha pats the furs and waits as Finan helps Revna to lay back on the furs.

“I’ll be gentle…” Lagertha softly reassures Revna, as she moves her hand under Revna’s shift to exam her. A pensive look comes to the older shieldmaiden’s face as her fingers move inside of Revna, judging how close the baby is to coming.

“You’re right…this pup is anxious to be born. You’re almost fully opened…just a little longer to go and then the pup will move into the birth canal…” She glances up into Finan’s eyes as he holds Revna’s hand, giving the Irishman a reassuring smile.

“Have you two thought of any names yet?” She smirks, knowing they will need them sooner rather than later.

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When Maelock calls out to them, it takes a moment for his words to register in the Northman’s mind.

Revna’s baby is coming…

Gunnar stares in shock at the guardsman. He knew this day would be coming soon, having noticed the shift in Revna’s pup to a lower position. Excitement flutters in his chest, as well as a little curling of fear.

Revna is strong…she will be alright. Both of them will.

Gunnar repeats in his mind to himself over and over again. Cinaed’s words stir him from his initial shock.

“Oh, shit…yes, my boots…” Gunnar runs inside to fetch them as well as a tunic. It was a particularly warm day working on the garden, plus he took a little run in the woods, so he only had on trousers.

“Yes, baby…Lets go. So I can meet my new grandchild, and you can meet your new sibling.” He beams at his mate as he takes Cinaed’s hand.

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“Thank you, for being here…” Finan says to Lagertha lovingly. She is his greatest friend, and confidant. His second in command, even still. The men give the women privacy as Lagertha exams Revna, and when she assures them that the pup isn’t long away, Finan beams and wags his eyebrows.

“Wow… good work already darling. You let me know when yer ready and we’ll do like last time, okay?” The Irishman says, remembering it like it was yesterday. He practically held Revna’s stance in support, and she was so, so strong.

“Go ahead and come up, gorgeous,” Finan drawls, lending his hand to Revna. He knows that standing will make it easier, and perhaps move things along. Laying on her back can’t be too comfortable, but he’s unsure. He’ll let her guide him.

“Uhtred… come to her other side,” Finan says, before a knock at the door somewhat startles him.

“Hello,” Elle says shyly with a big smile, blushing when she catches Uhtred’s gaze. “I wanted to give my well wishes, and offer any assistance. I’ll be waiting just outside… I don’t want to crowd you,” she says gently.

“Anything you need from the ladies?” Finan asks Revna, and then there’s another knock at the door. Jesus, their family is so big. The person doesn’t come in, so Finan strides to it.

“Gunnar,” the Irishman steps out of the door, grinning.

“Everything is going well. Not far now.”

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Taking Finan’s hand, Revna lets him help her up. Almost there. Gods, when she woke up this morning she never imagined she would be greeting her little one this evening. She should have known that the cramps she had been feeling last night and earlier today was her labor starting, but she has had so many false labor pains for the last week or so that she didn’t pay it any heed.

Until now. Letting out a little grunt as she gets back on her feet to resume her pacing, Revna’s movements become slower as the pain starts to grip her more steadily. Uhtred approaches with the tea, and she gratefully takes it.

“Thank you, Uhtred…” she softly says as she takes a small sip. A little smile curling her lips despite the pain when she tastes a hint of honey in the tea. “Ahh…you sweetened it.” Her smile deepens as a little blush blooms on Uhtred’s cheeks. She thought perhaps he would get back at her for all the times he had to drink the bitter tea to help him heal from his battle wounds.

With Finan’s arm around her waist offering support, Revna wraps an arm around Uhtred’s on the other side of her. The strength of two men giving her support and courage for what is coming next. Hearing the knock on the door, Revna’s head comes up and a smile instantly comes to her face seeing her friend.

“Elle, you’re so sweet. You should be resting…” Revna softly says with concern in her voice while her heart fills with warmth at Elle’s offer of assistance. She gives the Princess a look of gratitude and a warm smile. “Thank you…” Revna says with sincerity and she means it. Having the support of women like Elle and Lagertha means so much to her.

When another knock sounds at the door, Revna can’t help but snicker at the look on Finan’s face. She can practically read his thoughts, our family is so big. Revna sucks in a breath when she hears Finan call out Gunnar’s name, a little mistiness coming to her eyes. Her father is here. He didn’t get to be here for when Tora was born, but he’s here now. Gods, her heart feels so full with all of this love and support.

Gunnar glances into the room and he takes in a breath of relief. Seeing Revna standing and walking around, he is impressed with how strong she looks. How well she is handling the pain.

“Good…good.” Gunnar nods at Finan as a smile curls his lips. He approaches Revna as she holds on to Uhtred’s arm and Finan takes his place again at her other side. He cups Revna’s cheeks and places a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“You’ve got this, little raven. You are so strong. I love you so much and I can’t wait to meet my grandchild.” He shares a look with Finan then Uhtred, saying with his eyes what he can’t voice out loud. Not wanting to breathe life into fears of the past. Silently thanking both of them for being at Revna’s side and helping her through her labor.

“I’ll be downstairs with Ragnar and Tora. Gotta make sure he doesn’t feed her a bunch of sweets and get her all wound up." Gunnar lets out a little chuckle. "Cinaed and I will both be waiting for word.” He gives Finan a little nod, entrusting his daughter into the Irishman’s hands.

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Finan smiles tenderly at Gunnar, respecting the trust he puts in him, and happy for his wife that he gets to be here. But damn, is it hectic.

“Alright, people… everyone clear out, wait in the Hall. Only the ones Revna wants here will remain. It’s an intimate thing, yeah? C’mon…” Finan drawls, feigning shewing people out, but it’s really more for Revna’s comfort and to establish a boundary right away for her. So many people they love are here, but he thinks perhaps it’s hard enough for his wife with a few of them closely watching.

Finan could see something in Gunnar’s eyes. Fear, perhaps. The Irishman would be lying if he said that same fear didn’t resonate within him. Hell, he worries about Revna constantly. She’s wild, and he can barely tame her. It’s just another thing he loves about her. He’ll always be so damned fearful for her, and his sweet little girl. His two beautiful boys.

Fuck, being a parent is hard. But it’s worth it. And what Revna has to go through is harder.

When Lagertha comes closer and gives him a knowing look, the Irishman takes a deep breath through his nose.

“You ready for this, darling? I’m right here,” he purrs, squeezing Revna’s hand.

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Seeing the sweat beading on Revna’s forehead, and the way the younger shieldmaiden is gritting her teeth as a growl of pain tries to escape, Lagertha thinks she may be progressing faster than she realized.

“Breathe, Revna…” Lagertha tries to soothe her. “I’m going to check you again, just stand still for me for a moment.”

Revna nods her head instead of speaking, her hand tightening in Finan’s, almost crushing his fingers together. To his credit, Finan doesn’t say a word. The pup feels like it’s right there, like if she squatted down it would just slide out. She forces herself to take a deep, slow breath while Lagertha kneels down and her hand slips under her shift.

Lagertha’s eyes widen in surprise as her fingers enter Revna. She can already feel the top of the pup’s head coming down. Removing her fingers quickly, her eyes come up to Revna and Finan’s. “It’s time, sweetie. Find a comfortable position and it’s time to start pushing.”

Both Finan and Uhtred help ease her to a kneeling position over a cloth laid out for her on the floor. Finan in front of Revna, letting her wrap her arms around his neck as she nuzzles her face against his cheek. Breathing his woodsy scent and the feel of his skin touching her helping to dull the pain.

You may try to deny the fae inside of you, my love…but I can feel it.

“I love you so much…” Revna softly whispers in Finan’s ear. Having him here, holding her, offering his support fills her heart with so much love.

“Uhtred, grab me that basin of water, and a sterile knife. Heat the blade in the fire until it’s hot.” Lagertha instructs the Dane while she reaches behind her to grab a stack of linens and a blanket for the babe.

Giving Revna a soft pat on her thigh, Lagertha arranges her shift so she has access. “Let your body guide you. When you feel like it’s time to push, push. When it tells you to pause, then pause. If you follow your body’s cues there will be less chance for tearing….less blood.” Lagertha swallows thickly around the last word as memories flash in her mind that she quickly pushes away.

“I will wait to cut the cord until you tell me to…it will make the babe stronger if it’s able to absorb everything it can from the fylgja.”

Revna nods at Lagertha’s words. She loves that her mentor is giving her a voice in how the birth goes.

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“You can do this,” Finan purrs, wrapping his arms around Revna and letting her nuzzle close and wrap her arms around his neck.

“I love you so much. You’re so strong… I’m right here.” He says, his fingertips glowing just faintly where they touch Revna’s body. Gods, he did this to her, so much pain, and she’s whispering that she loves him. There’s no one else for him but her. She’s perfect…

“That’s it, darling. Breathe. You’ve got it…”

Finan vaguely pays attention to what Lagertha says, but he relies on Uhtred for it mostly. All of his energy is focused and centered on his wife. He feels like he can feel her energy through his hands, and she is doing so good… she only needs to hold on a little longer. It happens some time in the in between, the birth, but Finan is still focused on his woman. No matter what.

“Lagertha,” Finan says gently for an update, so that he can keep his focus and energy on Revna.

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Focusing on Finan’s encouraging words soothes Revna as the pain becomes unbearable. The energy flowing through her from his touch is still helping to dull the pain, but she can tell she’s getting to the most painful part as low growls rumble from her chest.

“Gods…” she grits out on a strong contraction. Her hands tighten around Finan’s neck as her legs start trembling beneath her. She barely hears her husband say Lagertha’s name as everything around fades and the pain starts to swallow her.

Placing her hand on the small of Revna’s back, Lagertha leans forward to softly speak to Revna. “I’m going to check you again, alright…” The younger shieldmaiden barely nods her head, and Lagertha takes that as the cue.

This time when she checks Revna, she doesn’t have to stick her fingers in very far. The babe is almost crowning. Dark hair near Revna’s opening.

“The babe is almost here…” Lagertha says excitedly. “I can see their hair.” She grins at Finan when their eyes meet. “You’re doing so good, Revna, but now is the time you’ll want to pause and breathe. Give your body a chance to stretch before we push again.”

Revna nods her head in understanding even as a whimper falls from her lips. She notices out of the corner of her eyes Uhtred crouching nearer to help Lagertha when the baby comes.

Revna lets out a scream at the burn as the pup’s head crowns. Her hands gripping Finan even tighter she wouldn’t be surprised if she leaves bruises behind.

“That’s it, Revna…on the next contraction, push.” Lagertha guides her. Gods, she is so proud of Revna. She is handling this so calmly, even with her screams of pain. “I’d say you’ve done this before…” the older Shieldmaiden teases as he gives Finan a little wink.

Revna feels the urge to bear down and she gives into it. Lagertha’s words to push echoing in her mind. Gritting her teeth she does just that.

“Yes, Revna…just like that, the pup is coming….the head is out. Just one more little push.” Lagertha coaches. Revna lets out another whine that turns into a growl as she pushes again.

Lagertha catches the pup as it slides into her hands, quickly clearing the mouth free so the little one can breathe. “You did it, Revna! You did it…you have a beautiful baby girl.” Lagertha grins at Finan.

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Yes, she’s done it before and she’s a fucking angel.

Gods, hearing his wife’s screams of pain is hard. But not as hard as what she’s going through. She is so fucking tough for this, and even though it’s happening faster this time, it doesn’t necessarily make it easier. Fuck, it hurts to see her in pain.

Finan doesn’t think he’s ever loved someone so much.

As Lagertha catches the babe, Revna’s legs are so shaky that Finan takes his strong arms around her more firmly. He resists the urge to completely take her up into his arms for fear of hurting her, then feels his eyes burn with tears as the Shieldmaiden announces that they have a beautiful baby girl. Of course they possibly don’t want to cut the cord yet either.

“Oh my god,” Finan rasps out. He’s amazed, and he wants to see the pup, but all he can think about is Revna. How amazing she is… how perfect.

“You gorgeous angel, my strong wife…” Finan purrs.

“Can I pick you up? Can I lay you in bed so you can see our daughter?” The Irishman asks gently, kissing Revna’s hair.

“The second beautiful angel you’ve given me. Of course it’s a girl… another you for me to love and cherish…”

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Passing the pup to Uhtred, who holds the babe in utter awe and gets teary eyed as he looks into his husband’s eyes, Lagertha rubs Revna’s back and lower belly. While Lagertha focuses again on Revna, Uhtred holds the squirming little girl, her cries of protest shrieking through the room.

“Damn, baby…she got some lungs on her like her father.” The Dane teases, breathing a sigh of relief that she is breathing and sounds strong.

“Just one more little push, Revna…for the fylgja.” Lagertha instructs placing a basin underneath Revna. Once the afterbirth has been expelled, the Shieldmaiden gives Finan a nod that it’s okay to move Revna.

“Yes, Finan…you can pick me up. I want to see our daughter…” Revna softly says as her hands stay locked around her husband’s neck. She melts against Finan as exhaustion takes over. Feeling the strength of her husband as he picks her up and carries her to the bed brings a smile to her face.

“A girl…” Revna smiles feeling her heart flutter at the thought. Another little girl for the boys to fawn over and her husband to cherish. She cups Finan’s cheek as she brings his lips to hers for a kiss. She is so elated that their daughter is here, and she sounds strong by her cries. Revna can already feel the ache in her breasts as her body naturally responds to her baby’s cry.

Lagertha helps Uhtred clean the little girl, despite her protests. The shieldmaiden humming a comforting melody. Uhtred can’t wipe the grin off his face, holding his beloved’s daughter.

“Revna, the cord has stopped pulsing. Do you want us to cut it now?” Lagertha looks at Revna as the Irishman lays her in the comfort of her furs.

“Yes, Lagertha…please. I want to hold her…” Revna says anxiously.

As soon as the cord is cut, Uhtred brings the angry little girl to their parents. He helps lay the babe on Revna’s bared chest so they can have skin to skin contact. As soon as the babe touches Revna’s chest, her cries stop and turn into little whimpers, quickly soothed by Revna and Finan's touch.

“She’s here, my love…” Revna smiles up at Finan, tears already misting her eyes. Gods, her heart feels so full.

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“Oh, shush yer mouth.” Finan grins as Uhtred teases him. He gently lifts Revna into his arms, carries her to the bed, and runs very gentle soothing circles on her belly with his hand once she’s comfortable. No complications… all happiness. His wife looked a little pale earlier, and now she is absolutely glowing.

“Táim chomh bródúil asat…” the Irishman purrs for Revna’s ears only. “Is breá liom tú níos mó ná aon rud a bhfuil aithne agam air riamh…”

For Finan, even seeing Uhtred be the first to hold his daughter with that beautiful grin on his face has to be a dream. The little pup has dark hair — hard to tell which of her parents she’s taking after.

“Oh she is goin’ to love you both…” Finan winks at Uhtred, then Lagertha. “How can I ever repay such loyalty and love from you?” he shakes his head.

“There she is darling,” Finan drawls, beaming as Lagertha sets their daughter on Revna’s chest. She’s so tiny, but very healthy.

“She’s perfect.” The Irishman purrs, wiping a tear from his eye.

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Warmth floods Revna at Finan’s words as a blush colors her cheeks. His Irish brogue and native language like a soft caress over her heart.

“Ní bheadh mé in ann é a dhéanamh gan tú... do theagmháil, do láithreacht...chuir sé suaimhneas orm ar bhealaí nach féidir liom a mhíniú.” Revna purrs as she looks lovingly into her husband’s eyes. She takes his hand bringing it to her lips for a gentle kiss. She can still feel the energy and warmth radiating from his hand that soothed so much of her pain as she nuzzles her cheek against it.

“Is breá liom tú go mór, a fhear céile milis.” Revna gives Finan an adoring smile.

Lagertha shares a look with Uhtred as a big grin comes to her face at Finan’s words. “I think that’s his way of saying we should expect a lot of babysitting duty…” she teases the Dane. She still remembers that time Uhtred and Osferth watched over little Tora. Now there are three little ones to watch over.

“You’re going to have your hands full…” Lagertha pinches Uhtred’s side to which the Dane laughs.

“Yeah, but I’m going to love every minute of it.” Uhtred beams at Finan. With his son and Finan’s little girl being only weeks apart, he has a feeling they are going to be very close. And he feels over the moon about it.

Revna stares in awe at their little girl as she lays on her chest. She immediately counts her little fingers and toes, and runs her fingers over their daughter’s hair. It’s not quite black like hers and Tora’s, but it’s close.

“What are we going to call her?” Revna looks up into her husband’s eyes. They had discussed a few names, but hadn’t quite settled on one yet. Now would be the time.

Revna feels their little girl rooting around on her chest and she guides her to one of her breasts. She latches on beautifully and it gives Revna another flutter in his stomach and heart.

“She’s so strong…” Revna says in awe, amazed that her and Finan made this perfect little being.

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Nuzzling into the furs beside Revna, Finan gives Uhtred and Lagertha a beaming, warm smile. He scoots close so he can look below at the absolute miracle at Revna’s chest. He moves one of his fingers closer to his little girl’s palm and grins when she grasps it.

“Gods, she’s amazing... What to call her…” the Irishman smiles.

“Runa. The name we spoke of before. It’s beautiful, just like her, and it sounds like yours.”

Finan had been drawn to the name for months now. As if he already knew. He has a feeling Revna will agree, with her affinity towards magic, and how beautifully it slips off the tongue.

“What do you think?” Finan asks his wife, then looks at Uhtred.

“Lachlan and Runa.”

Gods, the thought of it gives Finan goosebumps instantly. He and Uhtred having children born mere weeks apart is so exciting.

“One day he’ll fall completely in love with her. I can see it now.” The Irishman grins. Gods, he best not curse himself before the day actually comes.

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“Yes, her name will be Runa…secret lore.” Revna says softly as her fingers gently brush over Runa’s dark hair. There is a slight curl in her hair that almost reminds her of Cinaed.

“Runa… it’s beautiful.” Uhtred agrees as he smiles adoringly at his husband. Their husband. He turns his smile to Revna as he watches the shieldmaiden nod in agreement. Gods, he adores his family and he is so happy that he got to be a part of witnessing Runa’s birth.

Uhtred lets out a chuckle when Finan says, Lachlan and Runa, as if it’s already written in the stars.

“Watch yourself, baby…” Uhtred warns with a big grin on his face. “We’re going to have to watch them like a hawk when they get older.”

Honestly, Uhtred could think of nothing better. His son, and Finan’s daughter. Keeping the bonds between them alive into the next generation.

“Well, before you two start planning weddings and such, maybe we should let the rest of the family know she has arrived. I’m sure they are all anxiously waiting.” Revna smirks at Uhtred and Finan.

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“God, I know. The boys have given me heart sickness enough, and now, the girls…” the Irishman muses to Uhtred.

“I’m really in for it, aren’t I?”

After a few laughs, Finan nods at Revna. Everything is settled and comfortable, and it’s perhaps time to show off their beautiful baby girl.

“Oh my god…” Ronan gasps, his eyes beaming at Runa in Revna’s arms. Björn stands beside him, chuckling at the prince’s shock and awe.

“A girl… little angel! Eek!”

As the elder prince and his husband fawn over Runa, Finan steps out to the hallway to grab Gunnar, and a hesitant young prince.

“Come meet yer granddaughter.” Finan grins at the Northman. “You too, mo mhac.”

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Ever since leaving Revna in the capable hands of her husband and his old friend, Lagertha, the warrior has been pacing nervously back and forth down the hall. Cinaed has teased him that he’s going to wear marks into the floorboards with all his pacing, but he can’t help it. Even his wolf is unsettled as worry gnaws at him.

When Finan steps out with a big grin on his face, Gunnar finally takes in a shuddering breath. Relief instantly flooding his chest.

“Granddaughter?” A grin comes to the warrior’s face. He takes Cinaed’s hand in his bringing it up to his lips for a kiss. His heart pounding in his chest in excitement. Another little girl.

“Baby…you have another sister.” Gunnar beams at his beloved as he gives Cinaed a little tug to join him.

As soon as they enter the chambers, Gunnar’s breath is stolen by the sight before him. His beautiful daughter holding her adorable little girl. Revna smiles at both of them as she motions for them to come closer. Gunnar kneels down at the edge of the bed as his tattooed fingers softly brush over the little girl’s head.

“Her name?” Gunnar softly asks as he looks into Revna’s bright blue eyes shimmering with happiness, and a little tiredness from the labor.

“Runa…” Revna says almost reverently, as if she already senses her daughter to be destined for great things.

“Runa…she’s beautiful. Just like her mother…” Gunnar beams at his daughter.

“Look, CInaed…she has your curls.” The Northman looks up at his betrothed, an adoring smile on his face. Gods, he is so proud and happy. Such a beautiful family surrounding him.

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Finan blissfully watches on as Gunnar sits at Revna’s bedside and his wife reveals their daughter’s name to him. The Northman looks so happy…

The Irishman drapes heavy arms over both of his boy’s shoulders, pulling them in close and giving them a few big smooches to their heads as Uhtred laughs at their absolute revolt. Finan is way too happy to care. They’re his children and they’ll obey his smooches.

“She does have your curls…” Finan grins at Gunnar then down at Cinaed.

“Perhaps,” Cinaed shrugs with a shy smile.

“Revna, she’s gorgeous.” The younger prince says quietly then, and he knows that Revna appreciates the sentiment by the way she looks at him. Then Gunnar gets to hold the pup, and Cinaed absolutely melts.

“She’s so small,” Ronan fawns, nuzzling into Björn. “And perfect.”

“She’s the perfect addition. And you’ll protect her, yes?” Finan asks the boys.

“Are you serious? With my fuckin’ life… Yes!!” Ronan beams.

“Yes.” Cinaed says with a soft smile.

“Good boys. Gunnar don’t you dare drop her.”

“Oh my god.” Ronan rolls his eyes.

“I’m kiddin’! Jesus.” Finan chuckles.

“Revna, what color are her eyes?” Cinaed asks curiously.

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As her father sits down next to her, Revna’s smile gets even bigger. She didn’t get to share this moment with him when Tora was born, so it makes it extra special being able to share in it now with Runa.

“Do you want to hold her?” Revna asks her father, her stomach fluttering when he looks up in surprise. “You can if you’d like.”

Gunnar looks at his daughter in awe. Gods, it’s been so long since he has held a babe this little. Not since Revna was born.

“Uh..yeah. I’d love to.” The warrior says nervously as he quickly wipes his hands on his trousers before holding them out for Revna to carefully place little Runa in them. “Gods, she’s so tiny…”

He cradles the pup close to his chest, and he can’t help smelling her hair. Something settles deep inside him, and he just knows she’s like him. A protectiveness flares out in his chest as his wolf howls that she is a part of his pack. His thumb softly caresses little Runa’s cheek and she opens her mouth like she is looking for something to suck. A little chuckle rumbles from Gunnar’s chest.

“Gods…I just can’t believe it…” Gunnar shakes his head as memories of holding Revna come to mind. It’s almost like deja vu.

Revna sits back and chuckles at Finan and the boys. Seeing her husband so happy fills her heart with joy. Moments like this, with their family, makes all the pain of labor worth it.

“Hmm…let me check.” Revna finds herself curious about Runa’s eye color as well. She softly coos at Runa, trying to get her to open her eyes and look at her. Finally her little girl’s eyes open and she looks straight at Revna. The shieldmaiden is instantly surprised as she looks up at her father. Runa’s eyes are hypnotic.

“They are dark like your father’s, with amber flecks. And one of them has a prominent blue spot that looks so mesmerizing. Almost like a small lake surrounded by forrest.” Revna says in awe.

Gods, what secrets do those eyes contain…

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Cinaed can sense almost immediately that Runa is like Gunnar. He didn’t have the ability before, to know what Gunnar was, but perhaps it’s their connection. The bite on his neck.

“Beautiful,” Cinaed answers as he steps a little closer. Yes, he can sense it clear as day. He looks at the Northman and wonders if he can feel it too.

“Doing alright?” Finan asks Revna, putting a caressing hand on her shoulder. “I’m goin’ to step down to the kitchens and bring ya back some food.” He says, before Ronan stops him.

“No, no we can get it… Stay here Da. We’ll be back swiftly.”

“Thank you,” Finan beams as his son and his Norse husband leave with intention in aiding them. He looks back at Revna with a soft smile, before sitting and looking down at his pup’s eyes.

“They’re familiar. But yes… the spot of blue is like a river of ice.”

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“Yes, my love…” Revna beams up at Finan. “…just a little sore.”

Revna still can’t believe little Runa is here and that the Gods blessed them with another little girl. She smiles as Gunnar rocks the little one in his arms, humming a melody she recalls from her childhood. She is so captivated by her daughter’s eyes as Runa tries to look around even though she can’t see too clearly yet.

“A river of ice…” Revna whispers as her fingers trace along Runa’s cheek before looking into Finan’s eyes as he studies them too.

“I have a feeling she is going to be special in more ways than we know.” The shieldmaiden softly murmurs, curious as to what abilities might manifest, beside of course the werewolf.

Taking Finan’s hand in hers, Revna brings it to her lips for a kiss. “I’m so happy, words can’t even begin to express it. She’s here, and she’s healthy….it’s all I could ever hope for.”

Gunnar grins at his daughter’s words feeling the same in his heart. As Runa begins to wiggle in his arms, Gunnar motions to Finan to take over. “I think she wants her föður now…” the warrior smiles as he passes her to Finan.

Leaning over, Gunnar places a kiss on Revna’s head. “You did good, little raven. Try to get some rest….at least as much as you can, considering.” He teases.

“We’ll check in on you later…” Gunnar shares a look with Cinaed before motioning that they can go if he’d like to. He knows how much being surrounded by lots of people makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

“Love you, father…” Revna says in parting before turning her attention back to her husband and pup.

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“I’m so happy I’m shakin’,” the Irishman beams at his wife, his dark eyes twinkling.

“Spirited woman, you keep amazing me. You are my life force. My everything.” He purrs softly.

“Thanks for comin’,” Finan says to Gunnar with a smile, gratefully taking his pup. He speaks softly in his Irish brogue so as not to startle her, but it’s still deep and rumbly.

“Please tell Ragnar to bring Tora up so she can meet her sister. We’ll see you both soon.”

“Goodbye, Da. Congratulations… to both of you.” Cinaed says with a tender smile, before letting the Northman lead him out by his hand. As soon as they’re out of earshot, Finan looks at Revna with wide eyes.

“Did you hear what I just heard?” Da?

“God, this is one of the best days of my life.” Finan shakes his head, looking to Uhtred then, a quiet observing presence standing nearby. His silent, unwavering strength.

“Today is the day, that I am more blessed than I’ve ever been.”

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