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Oh what is this? Perhaps a little more of Osferth and Sunniva? Maybe, possibly, Comfort has a bit more to tell?
Osferth rose from his seat once more. “I have to say, I think that is my favourite of you and Lottie.”
“Oh, goodness. We were so young. We'd gone on a trip with our cousins. I remember that I wanted to see Anne of Green Gables, so we went to the house.” Sunniva laughed. “Everyone was bored to tears, but Lottie and I loved it. There was ice cream.”
“We never did many trips when I was a kid.” Osferth frowned and shrugged. Mostly because his mother could never afford it. “But, right before school started, we would take a train to Leeds to visit my uncle Leofric, and I thought that was the grandest thing in the world.”
“Anything can be grand, if you make it that way.”
“Oh, Leeds was boring, but uncle Leofric was amazing. He was really tall and stern, I guess he still is, but he always took me for sweets while my mum went to visit their aunt.” Osferth smiled fondly. “He would get an extra large pizza and we would watch movies that my mum would have never let me see. I remember watching The Sixth Sense with him. I felt like we were breaking all of the rules.”
Warnings: Sexual Content – Pure Smut. PWP. Home Spoilers (sort of)
Rating: M
Length: One Shot – for now
Disclaimer: a strict work of fiction, I own nothing except the original characters and the plot line. In no way am I affiliated to any of it.
A/N: I have no clue where this came from, it sort of spawned one afternoon as a side quest.
Osferth and Sunniva are characters from my fic Home, but you don't need to be familiar with that story to read this. If you have been reading Home, this would sneak in between parts 16 and 17 (parts 17-18 on Ao3)
Catch Up Here
Comfort
Sunniva laid on her left side, resting comfortably, red hair scattered in every direction against the pillow. Osferth was quick to shush his alarm as it rang out through the quiet morning. Stirring ever so slightly, Sunniva sighed and sank deeper into his bed. The whiskey and sex were coming back to haunt her a little in the moment.
Bare skin brushing against his, as she got comfortable. Alarm silenced, Osferth leaned over resting his chin on Sunniva’s shoulder. Not saying a word, he drew closer, her body curving to his like it was made to be there. Nestling his nose in between the back of her neck and shoulder, he placed an array of tiny kisses just below her hairline. The scarce scent of stale sweat and sex, along with fig and sandalwood met Osferth's senses head on.
“You're up early.” Sunniva mumbled, bringing her arm up out of the blankets to hook around his neck. Fingers brushing against the back of his hair.
“I've got to get ready for Church.” Osferth replied with a light sigh, the feeling of her nails against his scalp was heavenly in itself. “Did you want to come, Miss Byrnes?”
“Yes.” Sunniva giggled groggily. “Although, not necessarily to Church.”
“Why do you think the alarm was set so early?” Osferth continued to lay kisses against her bare skin. Certain that, despite his religious belief, he had a goddess right there in his bed. Silly man, they hardly knew one another.
“You are naughty.” Teasing him, Sunniva rolled over slightly to look at him. Hair sticking up in various directions, his blue eyes were tired, and his smile lazy. The look of a man in post-coital bliss. “Maybe we need more sleep?”
“We can take a nap later.” Caressing her arm, Osferth shrugged.
A combination of his touch and the morning chill in the room, as the blankets shifted to expose her naked skin Sunniva shivered. Osferth's gaze fell to her exposed breasts, nipples hard and waiting for his attention. They weren't the only thing growing hard and waiting. Shifting under the blankets, he adjusted his hips in order to keep his hard on from becoming too obvious.
“We’re not going to nap, be honest. It's a miracle we even slept last night.” Sunniva's words were full of mischief. Despite being in bed they often got little sleep. “By the way, you snore.”
“And you drool, but it's rather cute.” Osferth shot back with a slight laugh, moving his hand from her arm across her stomach and down. Sunniva parted her legs, allowing his hand to fit comfortably between them. Met with a thin strip of trimmed hair, Osferth delicately ran his finger down the line, teasing her a bit further.
“I bet.” A soft moan rose as Osferth cupped her, nimble fingers grazing against her folds. Drawing them back, he hummed placing one then two against her lips. Sucking his fingers into her mouth, Sunniva coated them for him. Anticipation rising through her.
“Beautiful.” He complimented, his hand returning to her folds. Sunniva huffed and closed her eyes as his wet fingers moved against her heat.
One finger, then another teased her. Sliding in with little effort. His thumb flush against her clit, she leaned back into him trembling. Clutching the blanket around her waist, Sunniva's breath grew heavier with each stroke of Osferth’s fingers. Hand now coated in her saliva and wetness, he kissed along her jaw, fingers curling upward inside of her.
“Oh god.” Sunniva moaned.
“We can talk to him later, right now I want you to focus on me.” Words low in her ear. Sunniva nodded and trembled. “You are a vision when you are like this.”
Eyes fluttering shut, Sunniva's chest heaved, her back pressed to Osferth's toned chest. Strong arms around her, his long fingers found the exact spot needed to make her fully aware that her body was giving into him. Nothing left to do but allow him to help her finish. Softly moaning, she shuttered and bit her lip. Light kisses along her shoulder and neck, Osferth hummed her praises.
“Such a beauty. So wet.”
Sunniva nodded, words lost for the moment.
“You're making me so hard right now.”
Under the blankets, Osferth slowed his pace, thumb brushing against her most sensitive spot. Unable to control the fire that rose in his stomach, he grunted and found himself wanting her even more. Rubbing his cock between her ass cheeks, Osferth groaned feeling himself unable to tease her much further. His body stiffening, he needed to have her before he found himself cleaning a mess.
“Os-Osferth.” Sunniva pushed her ass back against him, reaching between them she began to stroke his already wanting cock. “Please.”
“I love how you say my name, when you're like this.” Osferth grunted, rubbing his cock between her cheeks once more. Sliding between her thighs, he felt the lightest bit of pressure. Already he was beginning to see stars.
“Baby, don't make me beg.” Huffing, Sunniva followed it with a desperate whimper.
“Shit.” He hissed, as he adjusted himself, entering into her warm center. His cock twitched against her soft walls, pausing, Osferth took a deep breath before slowly sliding back out.
Whimpering at the sudden emptiness, Sunniva rolled her eyes and grabbed a handful of blanket. “Please just fuck me.”
Osferth couldn't help it, her soft voice begging him. Placing his cock between her folds ever so slowly, he gripped her hip and sheathed himself in her once more. Sunniva's head fell back, gasping as he again entered her body. Mumbling about how well he stretched her, she sobbed quietly as his hips met with her ass, the quiet sounds of two bodies moving together in the still morning.
“That's my sweet girl. You can take it.” He pushed her leg forward to create a bit more friction as he thrust back in.
Sunniva squealed and winced as his hands gripped her hips harder, fingers digging into her skin.
Jesus.
She'd have to remember to thank him later, when they said the prayer.
Biting the back of her shoulder, Osferth muffled his cries of pleasure. For something that was considered a sin, it felt absolutely heavenly in the moment. Biting Sunniva a tad too hard, he kissed the spot and apologised.
“I don't mind.” Moving her hair out of the way, Sunniva pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts. “Fuck you're amazing.”
One hand on her hip, Osferth raised the other to caress her breasts. Pinching her nipple, he rolled it between his thumb and finger. Sunniva hissed and placed her hand over his, encouraging him to pinch harder. Her right hand between her legs, rubbing her clit with short fast strokes.
“Sunny, fuck I love how you feel against me.” Voice muffled against her shoulder. Osferth closed his eyes tight, attempting to make this last as long as he could.
“Harder.” Sunniva cried out her demands. “Osferth, I need to feel all of you.”
Inside his chest swelled and his stomach clenched, Sunniva's walls griped onto him as he hastened the pace. Skin slapping skin continued to echo in the room, muffled by the blankets that were now almost off of their bodies and the bed. Osferth shouted in pleasure, his voice hoarse and his body beginning to give in.
Sunniva cried out, a hint of pain mixed with arousal as she felt him brushing the soft spongy spot that was about to send her head spinning and her body reeling in pure bliss. Clawing at the blankets and his forearms, she gripped his wrists tightly.
“Fill me. Don't stop.”
“Sunny!” Osferth panted.
“Fuck me, Osferth. Fill me, I need you.” Begging him, her voice strangled.
Gritting his teeth, Osferth felt his body clench. Wrapping his arms around her and holding her as tightly as he could, he felt like a man possessed. “I’m going to fill you like I fucking own you.”
“Yes. Oh god, baby, you own every inch.” Her head against his shoulder, she was certain in the moment she felt every ounce of sense leave her soul.
“You're taking me like such a good slut.” Osferth felt his cheeks heat with the words in the moment.
“Mm, your slut.” Body shaking, she could feel Osferth's strokes becoming sloppy and slow, spasming inside of her body as she clenched, helping him to release everything he had. With a heavy sigh, she wrapped her leg around his hip, keeping him there, not yet ready to feel the emptiness that would invade her when he pulled out.
“Sunny, you are...fuck me. I think I could be in love.” Words barely tangible, he laid as still as possible. Body on fire from his head to his toes.
“You don't love me. You just like the sex. It's okay.” Sunniva sighed, biting her bottom lip. Body still tingling, she felt euphoric. Between her legs she could feel the sticky wetness they had created. Here's hoping the new pill that she had been taking was worth the money. “We should shower, or we are going to miss church.”
Dazed, Osferth laid curled up behind Sunniva for a moment, allowing his heart rate and body to reclaim senses. Sunniva sat up, hand brushing through his hair, leaning down to kiss his cheek. She'd start the shower and then rouse Osferth enough to join her. The clock was ticking and they really were going to be late.
“After church, do you want to come for lunch?” His voice took her at a surprise.
Wrinkling her nose, Sunniva's clear blue eyes held a hint of sadness. Shaking her head, “not today. I should actually spend time with my sister.”
“I suppose, Lottie will want to see you.” Osferth shifted around, reaching for the table beside his bed. Picking up the pack of cigarettes, he pulled one out and placed it between his lips. Reaching over him, Sunniva fished for the lighter, sparking the flint and lighting his cigarette.
Laid back against the wall, Osferth tucked one arm under his head, his other hand reaching for Sunniva. Drawing her back to him, for another kiss. Tracing her fingers along his well defined abs, she placed a soft kiss on his chest.
“I'm sorry. We could do dinner tomorrow? I am sure the others would love to join us?” Lifting the cigarette from Osferth, she placed it to her lips. A halo of smoke surrounding her tousled red hair. Standing from the bed, taking his cigarette with her, Sunniva stood bare as the day she was born. Osferth took in every inch, every curve, committing them to memory.
“That sounds like a plan.” Nodding, Osferth felt his heart sink. Sunniva was leaving on Wednesday, of course she'd want to visit her sister. Osferth had asked her to take time off work to come, because her sister missed her, yet he was taking all of her time.
In a few moments, they would be showered and he'd make breakfast. Sunniva would help him pick out his clothes and give him a kiss on the cheek, as if they hadn't just spent the evening and morning having sex, acting like a sweet and endearing pair of friends.
Friends – Osferth could be okay with that, if it's what he was allowed to have.
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Season Five of The Last Kingdom is like stabbing yourself over and over again. I've been hurting since it started because my mom kinda spoiled it for me. Knowing who's going to die and just... 😭😭 I wasn't built for this. They were innocent, your honour. That man was kind and fine as hell. He loves his wife like no other. He was perfection. Why him?? Why not Edward?? I don't like Alfred's children (the ones he recognised) and this was just the nail in the box.
