My Everything
Viking Chief!Steve x Reader
Run-through: Your husband comes home after a long day and you can’t wait to share a certain news with him…
Themes: smut, viking!steve, fluff, slight breeding kink
a/n: this was inspired by an ask in my inbox and I simply couldn’t resist writing this quick little fic!!
You heard him approaching and instantly, your lips curved into a soft smile.
His steady, confident footsteps echoed around the sturdy, wooden house as he approached your bedroom. You were sitting by the fireplace, sewing, when he walked into the room. You took in his large frame and your heart fluttered at the sight of the work of art that was your husband, Chief of the village.
His long blond hair was tied into a low ponytail, little braids here and there - all done by you. Whenever you’d braid his hair, he refused to undo it. His thick beard made him look wise like the leader he was. His leather, furs and weapons made him no less than a true warrior, or a god of war. A fading scar on his face, down his cheek - always reminding everyone of his courage and bravery on the battlefields. Overall, he was as rough and tumble as Vikings were. Only he had the pretty face and the pretty blue eyes of an angel.
“Hello husband.” You smiled up at him as he took off his layers of clothing until he was left with just his pants and tunic.
He walked over to you and lowered his body down on the large, soft white fur you were sitting on by the fire. He reached out and grabbed your face gently and pressed his lips to yours, kissing you with passion. When he pulled away he finally said, “Hello wife.”
You smiled just looking at his pretty face. The golden light from the fire made him look like something an artist would want to immortalize in a painting. Pure, manly beauty. “How was the meeting?” You asked as Steve lay back on the white fur so his head was in your lap. There was a storm coming, so there was a lot of work to be done, and naturally your husband had a lot more responsibilities to shoulder given an entire village relied on him.
He sighed in content as you put aside the soft material you were sewing and rang your fingers gently over his face and scalp. He visibly relaxed under your touch. “It went fine.” He then filled you in on the things they all talked about. “We will solidify the stables tomorrow and gather all the cattle. We have enough ration to last this storm. Our farms and crops are doing well, we might not even have to go on any raids for a long while. We might possibly make it comfortably all throughout the coming winter even.”
You smiled a little bigger. “That’s good news!”
He looked up at you and smiled as well, “I might have to go on a few more hunts though.” He said as he lazily ran his fingers over the soft, pristine white fur you both lounged on. “Because my wife likes the furs I bring her.”
“She does.” You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead, remembering how he obsessively hunted for the one, large white wolf after you briefly mentioned how much you’d love to have some white furs to keep you warm and to throw in front of the fireplace in the bedroom.
Steve fell quiet after that, his eyes closed but the faint smile on his face was the only indication that he wasn’t asleep yet. You undid his ponytail and lazily massaged his scalp. “What are you thinking about?” You asked, softly undoing his messy braids so you could do it again neatly. The warmth from the fire heated the fur, and consequently the two of you as well. You could hear the faint thunder and you knew the storm was rolling in. It was weirdly comforting. And if you could spend forever right here, you would.
Steve’s smile widened, “Do you remember the time we stole a rowing boat from your father and tried to run away? We thought we would find an island and live out the rest of our lives there.” He chuckled at the memory of your childhood.
You let out a little laugh at that memory too. You and Steve knew each other since birth, and before you two could walk properly, you were the best of friends and your parents just knew that you two would end up marrying.
“Then our mothers caught us and we weren’t allowed to play together for a week!” You remembered how much you cried at the punishment. You were just ten years old and even then you knew you couldn’t survive with seeing Steve daily.
Steve laughed, “Worst week of my life.”
You added on to the memory, “And do you remember how you snuck out and came to meet me each night of that week? You’d climb up my bedroom window and tell me about your day.”
You remembered it like it was yesterday. A lanky little, ten year old Steve would sneak out of his home each night, walk all the way to your house and he’d throw rocks at your window until you opened up. Then he’d tell you how much he missed running in the fields with you, or how boring fishing was without you.
Your husband laughed. “The things I did for love.” He sighed dramatically, making you giggle. Then he remembered something else, “Do you remember the night of your fifteenth birthday? When we both snuck out to go to the lake?”
You gasped at the memory, you had almost forgotten about that. “Yes, and you made me a necklace out of a pebble!” Your hand reached beneath the neckline of your dress as you pulled out the necklace which you still wore everyday despite all the gold Steve showered you with now. All the rubies, and diamonds and gold didn’t match up to this pebble from the lakeside. It was your favorite thing in the world.
Steve laughed, looking up at you as he reached out to gently touch the dark stone. “Well, it was all I could afford as a fifteen year old boy.”
You smiled, bringing the pebble up to your lips and kissing in, “It’s priceless.” Then you remembered something you never asked him, “When did you know you wanted to marry me?”
Steve let out a laugh, nestling his head better in your lap, “I guess I always knew. You’re my best friend, and I loved you since day one. I remember one time I realized that I don’t know what my life is like without you and I wanted to keep it that way.” His pretty blue eyes looked up at you, “Besides, if anyone tried to take you from me, I’d behead them in front of the entire village.” He said casually.
You laughed, caressing his cheeks, “Always so violent.” You murmured, tracing his soft lips with the tips of your fingers.
Steve shrugged with an arrogant smirk on his face which you loved too much, he said, “You love that about me.” He stated.
You smiled, looking down at your strong, dominant man. “I do.”
A few moments later he turned his head to the side to look at the soft material beside the furs, something you had been sewing when he walked in. Your heart skipped a beat when he carefully picked it up, making sure the needle was well tucked in.
“What are you making?” He asked, casually holding the material up above his face, examining it with a slight frown on his face.
You bit back a smile as you answered, “Oh, a blanket.”
He frowned deeper as he scrutinized the fabric. “But it’s so small.” He commented, and his confusion was almost comical.
You decided to just confess. “It’s not for us, it’s for our baby.”
Steve froze.
A few seconds later, he got up onto his knees in front of you. You watched him with a soft smile. He carefully placed the small blanket down and looked at you with hopeful eyes, “Are you… are we- we are?”
You giggled at his speechlessness. “I’m pregnant. We’re gonna have a baby by the end of winter.”
He was still for a moment, not moving a muscle. Almost like he was made of stone. But then within the next second, he was on to you. Carefully but urgently pushing you down on the white furs as he showered your face with kisses while you laughed and giggled under him.
He must’ve whispered a countless number of ‘thank yous’ as he kissed your skin. “You’ve given me the greatest gift ever.” He murmured before pulling away to look down at you. His face flushed and golden thanks to the fire which was a few feet away from you.
He looked nothing short of an ethereal being, and yet he looked at you like you were the most precious thing in the entire world.
“As have you.” You whispered, reaching up to push his hair out of the way.
Steve moved to sit back on his heels, keeping your thighs trapped under him as he took his time and admired you for a while. The golden light from the fire you had going on made you glow even more than usual, and Steve was enchanted.
He couldn’t help but let his stare linger around your belly and abdomen, which would soon be swollen with his child safe inside you. He placed his palm down on your belly, smiling to himself. He’d always wanted children, and he knew you did as well and this was just too perfect. So perfect it felt like a dream. And if it was, he never wanted to wake up.
After a while of processing it all, he leaned over you again, his fingers carefully undoing the laces of your nightdress. Starting at your neckline, and down your breasts, then down your torso. His lips followed the path of his fingers down your body; he kissed down your neck, in between your breasts and down your torso.
Soon, your dress was tossed aside and Steve kissed his way down your body, until he knelt in between your legs. He placed his rough hands on either one of your knees and parted your legs, settling in between them like he belonged there. He inched his face closer to your dripping core. “You made me the happiest man on this land today.” He mumbled and brushed his soft lips along your inner thighs, making you moan quietly under your breath.
As he spoke, you could feel his warm breath hit your wet skin, which only made you squirm even more under him. He kissed his way up to your stomach again, where your bump would start showing soon, and held your stare as he peppered your skin with kisses. “You will be a great mother to our child.” He murmured, kissing his way down to your core yet again.
You moaned quietly when you felt his warm tongue lick from your entrance up to your clit. You felt your heart flutter and a warmth washed over you immediately. In the background, you could still hear the storm rolling in slowly, but that was the least of your concern right now as your husband was licking in between your legs.
Your hand immediately flew to his blond hair, and you grabbed a fistful of it, tugging on it gently as his mouth teased you. His tongue slowly circled around your clit and he earned another moan out of you. You felt even warmer and tingly as his mouth moved against you, and it wasn’t just because of the fire.
He would alternate between kissing your inner thighs until you begged him to make you come and back to where you needed him the most. Your skin was warm, and your taste was addicting and he never wanted to stop.
Your legs trembled as you felt his tongue against you, and he locked his arms around your thighs and pushed your core further into his mouth, making you cry out of pleasure. You were moaning and whimpering and begging him in no time.
With a couple more strokes of his tongue, he had you coming undone, gushing out all over his tongue as he lapped up whatever you gave him, making you gasp and moan. You felt tingly as the warmth washed over you, your heart racing as you felt him kissing his way up your body, leaving warm, wet kisses all over your skin, especially over your belly, until he reached your mouth again.
When he pulled away, you finally opened your eyes to stare into his blue ones. “You’re my everything.” He whispered, looking deep into your eyes, body hovering above yours. He then leaned in to kiss along your jaw and down your neck.
“You’re my everything too.” You whispered, sliding your hands into his hair.
He pulled away from your skin and looked into your eyes again. “I love you.” he said again. “More than life itself.”
You smiled. “And I you.”
He leaned in for a kiss again. He kissed your skin, from your mouth to your neck as he lowered his pants and carefully slid into you. Your walls welcomed him perfectly and he moaned under his breath as he filled you up entirely. You noticed he was a little more careful and gentle than normal.
You whined in pleasure and your back arched off the furs just a little as you felt his thick cock filling you up, snug inside you. Steve laced your fingers together and pinned both your hands above your head as he sped up just a little into you.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head once he started rocking in and out of you. He leaned in and kissed your lips again, groaning and panting against your lips as he fucked you slowly.
“You’ve made me the luckiest man in the world, sweetheart,” He whispered, his movements were gentle, passionate and loving. His hips rolled against your body perfectly, and his body weight pressing down gently on you was familiar and comforting. “Not only do I get to have you as my wife but also as the mother of my child,” He boasted.
And his grip around your hand tightened each time you’d moan his name. He stopped at some point and let go of your hands and lifted his upper body off yours momentarily. He kept his cock buried deep in you while he leaned in and took one of your sensitive nipples into his mouth and teased it with his tongue.
You lowered your eyes to look at where his mouth latched on to your body, and it was enough to make you even wetter. His mouth left your breast and he reached out to gently massage both of them with his hands as he leaned in to kiss your lips again. “You’re mine.” he whispered against your lips, and leaned in to kiss you deeply as he started moving his hips again, rocking in and out of you again, “And now everyone will know once you’re all swollen with my child.” He growled, fucking slow but deeper into you.
You gasped, “Steve…” You felt all of him, every inch of his cock against your walls as he deliberately stroked your walls as slowly as he could just to make you whine and whimper in pleasure. You moaned as you looked into his eyes. His stare was intense, but loving. His lips were parted as he looked down at you like you were as important as the air he breathed.
He stared into your hooded eyes, fucking into you over and over again as your moans got louder and louder each time, filling his home with the sounds of your pleasure - just how he liked it. “Maybe I’ll keep you swollen with my children always, huh wife?” He teased, you felt his cock hit all the right spots each time he moved against you, and his lips parted and he groaned the moment your walls started clenching around him.
You moaned at his words as he spoke, “Maybe I’ll always fill you up with my cum,” He whispered, and you whimpered. He chuckled, “You like the sound of that, don’t you sweetheart? You like the idea of always being filled with me inside of you, be it my cum or my heirs.” His brows furrowed as he tried so hard to hold back and make you cum before he did, but it was hard.
You felt the pressure building in between your hips. Steve noticed how your walls squeezed around him and he smirked as his hands reached down and grabbed your hips gently and kept you in place as he sped up into you, his cock slipping in and out of you with ease. “Come for me, wife. Come all over my cock.”
He held you as close to him as he could, pushing his face into you and nuzzling your neck as he made you cum around him. You came around his cock with a loud moan, grinding against him hungrily while he moaned against your lips as he came right after you - filling you up like he promised.
You felt his beard tickle your skin as he kissed your face repeatedly before pulling you into his arms as he cuddled you by the fire, on the white furs he’d hunted just for you. You sighed in his arms and instinctively snuggled up to his side, and he held you close. You thought of the baby growing inside you, and how much it would grow to love Steve as much as you do.
After a while, Steve said, “I hope it’s a girl.”
You smiled so big at the thought of having a daughter. Then you chuckled and said, “She sure won’t be having any young boys sneaking out to come and meet her in the middle of the night.”
Steve growled possessively, pulling you closer as he muttered, “I’ll behead whoever looks at her.”
You gasped, “Steve!” And when you pulled away to look at him, he had a smile on his face. He was protective of his own, but it all came from a good place. “You’re going to be a great father.”
“I will do my best.” He said, and pulled you close again.
