It might surprise some of you to know that Barbarians are one of my favourite classes, so hereâs a defense of their core identity, with a petition to expand it!
Barbarian King!Simon Riley was, as we left off last time, quick to get you pregnant again. He waited until you were completely healed from your first boy and the both of you had time to rest. It was hard to take care of a newborn, as he soon found out. His son, Maxwell, didnât listen to Simon like he was used to. Simon was used to his generals and men snapping to attention and following orders. But when Simon ordered Maxwell to go back to bed at 3:24 am, Maxwell didnât listen. Maxâs little face would screw up as he began to wail, cheeks turning red. Simon would pick up his son and hold him to his chest. It was funny to see the big barbarian king shushing a little infant, dark circles under His Majestyâs eyes, but Simon refused to have the midwives help. He wasnât going to push his wife and kids away like his own father did. Once Max began sleeping longer through the night and a routine was established, however, it wasnât long before you were missing your monthly period again
Barbarian King!Simon Riley was eager to get you to himself again. Maxwell was just nearing his first birthday when Simonâs mom offered to take her grandson for the weekend, wanting the cubby little baby all to herself. You couldnât blame her â Maxwell was utterly adorable. He took after his father in almost every way possible. He had Simonâs blonde hair that floofed up in a little tuft on the top of his head, his little pout on his lips, and his overall largeness. When Max was born, the midwives were honestly expecting twins with how big your stomach had been, but nope. Simon just gave big babies
Barbarian King!Simon Riley was displeased when you began to talk about all you could do with Maxwell away for the weekend (your main plan was sleeping, not going to lie. Imagine laying out in bed without having to worry about the child laying in the bassinet nearbyâŠ) But nope. Simon had other plans
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who liked to see your face when he made love to you â and yes, he called it âmaking loveâ because that was the perfect description of what he was doing: loving you wholeheartedly. You, on the other hand, called it âbeing fucked dumbâ because Simon didnât know how damn good he was. It was mostly the size difference that had your eyes rolling back into your head and your toes curling. There was really no other way to describe sex with Simon other than pounding. His hips would just brutally snap into yours, hands gripping your flesh. Sometimes he would press down on your stomach to feel himself in you. A little ring of juices would be at the base of his cock and you could feel his balls slap into you
Barbarian King!Simon Riley kept that rhythm up for the first couple of rounds yes, you heard me. However, if it was early in the morning, or you were tired, or wanted a change in pace, Simon was also very good at being slow and steady. It didnât matter what pace he was going, though. Sex with Simon always left you breathless. When he was going slow, he would push in and out until you could feel him in every vein and follicle. It was during these sessions when he would mutter the dirtiest things to you, mostly about filling you up with more of his children and how much he loved seeing you pregnant with his babes. He also took this time to capture your lips in bruising kisses, swallowing your moans and whines
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who was just so much bigger than you. Like, it was kinda crazy. Cannot stress this enough. He would be all that you could see because he took up your entire line of vision while having sex. He could cover your breast with his entire hand and if he spread out his fingers, he could cup a cheek of your ass. His hands weren't the only big things about him, either. Simon was thick and the first time you two had laid together after your wedding, you had doubted that he could even fit. That initial night, he had had to go incredibly slowly and warm you up first. That was a routine he had stuck too â he needed to take his time stretching you open, otherwise he wouldnât fit and would risk hurting you
Barbarian King!Simon Riley loved to knead your skin, feeling the little bit of fat left over by your pregnancy. It made you all that much sexier to him because it was proof that you had given him a baby â the perfect combination of the two of you
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who spent the entire weekend in bed with you, refusing to let anyone else in your shared chambers. He was like an animal in heat, though the thing that had triggered him was just seeing you alone. Simon truly did love his son, but was he secretly ecstatic that he had you to himself for the weekend? Yes, yes he was
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who had plates of food set outside the door for sustenance. He could be happy just taking his fill of your pussy, but he knew you needed to eat. He would feed you little bites of food until you had your fill before diving back under the covers and lapping you up until you saw stars
Barbarian King!Simon Riley didnât care if the guards outside the room heard you. It only proved that you were his and only his
Barbarian King!Simon Riley got off on calling you âmaâ or âmy wifeâ in bed
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who was very pleased with himself when, after that weekend, you told him you were pregnant again. A little smirk lifted his lips and he folded his hands over his stomach. He turned to Maxwell and said, âyouâre going to get a sibling, my lad. Youâre welcome.â Max babbled back, his chubby legs kicking
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who, as already iterated, had very big children. But you were quite concerned when your stomach began growing at a much quicker rate than it had with Max. Nights of anxieties were quelled by Simonâs soothing voice as he ran his hands over your belly. He didnât say anything, but he was more concerned about your well-being than the babyâs. He couldnât bear to think about if there was a complication during the birth. His love for you had only been growing by the day and he needed you with him. You were the love of his life
Barbarian King!Simon Riley had a sneaking suspicion that this time it really might be twins⊠he commissioned the carpenter to build a couple more cradles and he had the servants dig out all the clothing that the seamstresses had made if Maxwell had been a girl
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who never commented on your cravings or the way you whined about how much your feet hurt. He had the cooks and maids make whatever you wanted as he massaged your feet. Between a pregnant woman, a growing infant, and the barbarian king, the cooks were definitely earning their paychecks
Barbarian King!Simon Riley took on most of the responsibilities of Max, knowing that you were literally making life within you. He was already asking so much from you â to take care of a one year old wouldâve been unfair
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who would stand behind you and lift up your stomach to give you some reprieve. You almost fell asleep right in his arms, the relief instantaneous. Simon let out a low chuckle and from where he lay on the ground, Max let out a little giggle of his own
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who was all too happy to stuff you of his cock if it helped reprieve some of the aches and pains you were going through. Pregnant sex was possibly his favourite thing ever with the way you were utterly glowing. He would lay you on your back or side, hands groping your swollen tits as he eased into you
Barbarian King!Simon Riley wasnât surprised in the slightest when, eight months after that glorious weekend, you went into labour early. It was hard carrying Riley babies. Your poor body wanted them out. Maxwell didnât understand what was happening and why he couldnât be with his mom. At seventeen months old, Max was toddling around and babbling in sentences that had some real words mixed in. Simon had begun bringing Max into meetings with him, bouncing him on his leg. The sight was contradictory â the brute of a man who looked deadpan, entertaining the little baby who would reach up to tug on the furs around his dadâs neck
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who was allowed into the birthing suite this time without any complaint or pushback. His mother was taking care of Maxwell again, but that didnât diminish Simonâs anxiety when you began screaming and sobbing again. It was a brutal seven hours of labour, but when the baby began crowning, it was actually pretty smooth since Maxwell had paved the way
Barbarian King!Simon Riley was smoothing down your hair when the midwife announced a second baby was coming. And then a third. Triplets
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who found it almost humorous when you grumbled out a curse after you heard the news. You looked up at him, fear in your eyes, but he just muttered to you, âI have enough love to go around. Donât you worry, birdie.â
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who was such a proud dad when he saw his three baby girls for the first time. He puffed up his chest a bit and held two in his arms while you cradled the third. All three had his signature blonde hair and when you pointed that out, a bit irritated, Simon leaned down and kissed your forehead, saying, âthe Riley genes are too strong, love. Sorry.â Thankfully, all three had your exact eye colour and face shape, so the triplets you carried for months looked at least a bit like you
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who led Maxwell into the room after a couple of days, showing the little boy his new sisters. Max, much like his dad, instantly became hooked. He wanted even more younger siblings and was incredibly protective over his sisters. It wouldâve been adorable if you hadnât just squeezed them out of you
Barbarian King!Simon Riley quickly learned that one more thing the babies got from you was your temper. Their infant screams and little fists waving in the air reminded him all too well of the tantrum you had thrown when you first arrived. Simon was always quick to scoop them up, kiss you tenderly, and then speak to them in his low voice until theyâd calmed down, his body providing the perfect little cushion for their headsÂ
Barbarian King!Simon Riley who was very content with his happy family. Three years ago, it never wouldâve crossed his mind that this would be something he wanted, much less would get to have. And he had you to thank for it all
I wrote this all in one sitting đ
We stan King Fergus in this house
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