Okay so quick disclaimer, this is my first time writing anything like this. Yes it is smutfic. I welcome any critiques anyone may have as long as they are respectful. Please feel free to make suggestions I will give credit. FYI: I do not own the rights to the elder scroll series. This is just for fantasy, nothing serious. Also quick side note, I prefer to bold and italicize some of the sections for my own person purpose. It's a way to separate the sections according to what is coming next. If you feel that by doing this it makes me childish in some way, that's just a matter of opinion in my book. Not a big deal you guys!, it's just a style of writing. All writers have one. I will be making corrections from time to time so be aware of that. Hope you enjoy the story. Thanks in advance!


Mikel & Serana: THE WANTED

Introduction: In the days that have followed since Mikel discovered his abilities as the dragonborn, saved Skyrim from the destruction and doom of Alduin the World Eater, and the tyranny of the sun…Mikel has managed to amass a tremendous amount of wealth and success thanks to his affiliation to the thieves guild, as well as his dark tiding to the Dark Brotherhood. He owns properties in every hold in Skyrim, and has invested in stores all over the province. Since then he has become Harbinger of the companions which has granted him the ability of lycanthropy, ended the war between the Empire and the Stormcloaks, gaining the upper hand against Tullius by defeating him. Once the war was over and he was no longer needed by Jarl Ulfric. He was approached by a member of the Dawnguard-Lorak-who was recruiting people going towards a cause to eliminate the vampire menace in Skyrim-a crisis that had become quite an issue over the course of the that year.

He joined them assisting in the search to the source of the vampire activity that had become more obvious and blatant at a cave called Dimhollow. Following orders from his new superior-Isran-he investigated the activity within that cave only to find that they were guarding something more precious than he could have ever imagined. A woman-Serana-who was a vampire who had been alive for centuries, and who later became his wife once she was cured of vampirism. Together they defeated her father, who was hell bent on following a prophecy that would bring about the tyranny of the sun. This prophecy would give Harkon-Serana's father-the ability to blot out the sun, giving vampires permission to walk freely during the day and hunting and killing at will.

It was during their quest to defeat Lord Harkon, that Serana and Mikel discovered their love for one another. By the time that Harkon was eliminated by Mikel's hand, Serana felt free to follow her heart and be with the man she loved and who loved her more than anything in the world. In that same year Serana was cured of vampirism, she and Mikel were married, and three years after their wedding they bore a son whom they named after Mikel's late brother-Erin. Five years after having their son, Serana gave birth to their daughter, and they decided to name her Astrid-a name Mikel thought of after his predecessor of the Dark Brotherhood. Now they have been together for a decade, and they couldn't be happier- a family of four, living in Lakeside Manor outside of Falkreath. Mikel now retired from his many works, and Serana a devoted mother and wife.


*FIRST OF FROSTFALL: 10 YEARS LATER*

Mikel and Serana have become one of Skyrim's most revered heroes over the last ten years. Now settling in Falkreath at Lakeside Manor with their two children-Astrid and Erin. Valerica eventually joined their household as the doting grandmother after she herself was cured of vampirism. She was now given the chance to be the mother and now grandmother she always wanted to be. In the morning's Mikel would had outside to go hunting. This time he brought his son with him to show him what to do.

"Aw, Pa…I don't want to go hunting. It's too cold outside!" Erin cried.

Serana cut her eyes to Erin, stopping him from fussing with his father. "Erin Bjorn…" Serana said sternly.

"Sorry Ma." He replied sadly.

"Oh come now son, it'll be fun!" Mikel exclaimed.

"Really?" Erin asked.

"Sure! I'll even let you hold the bow and shoot a deer!" Astrid interjected feeling jealous that Erin was getting the attention.

"I want to go hunting too!"

Serana smirked at Mikel as he did the same looking back at her. It appeared they were thinking the same thing. Serana came to Astrid and promised her that one day she would teach her how to hunt her own deer.

"Mommy will show you how she hunts deer. But for now let's let Daddy and your brother have their time together okay."

"Hmph! I guess so." She brooded walking away from her parents.

"Come son, let's get our gear and our coats and head outside!"

"Sure pa!" Erin exclaimed as he ran upstairs to get his things.

Mikel took advantage of the few seconds he had alone with his wife to hold her in his arms and kiss her passionately.

"Mmm…what was that for?" She asked him smiling.

"Does a husband need a reason to kiss his wife?" He went back for another kiss and the two of them found themselves being scalded by their children for showing off their affections in front of them.

"Ewww!" They cried.

"Oh hush you two!" Valerica said shushing them. "There's nothing wrong with your parents loving each other."

"But nana, kissing is gross!" Astrid said.

"Yeah!" Erin agreed.

Though now Erin was eager to get going, Mikel struggled for a moment to let go of his wife. The touch of her soft lips on his made him torn between spending time with his wife, or his son. A feeling that was new to him at that very moment.

"You know I can always take him out another day, like tomorrow." He whispered.

"No, you will take him out now. He's excited about going."

"Mm…I really don't think I can do that right now."

"Why not?" Serana asked.

Mikel motioned his eyes downward at his erection. Serana was shocked by her husband, gasping with embarrassment as she covered his crotch with her hands to conceal it from the children and her mother. "Mikel!" She exclaimed quietly.

"What do I do with this now?" He said in a rushed and frustrated tone.

"I think I can help you with that." She said.

"Oh really? What did you have in mind."

She had him close his eyes and began describing to him an image that would erase any erotic fantasies he was currently having about Serana. "Picture yourself alone in a cave with a troll and he is in heat. He has mistaken you for his female and wants to mate with you. He has you in his clutches and is just moments away from giving you little troll babies. Now how do you feel about that?"

Mikel popped open his eyes, turned to his wife and said "If ever I was aroused…that moment has passed as of this moment."

Serana could not help herself, overcome with laughter as she watched Mikel and Erin walk out the front door. Valerica asked Serana why she was laughing so hard. She turned to her mother to answer. "I think that I managed to kill any erotic moment there was at this very moment in order to give your grandson, the chance to spend time with his father." "I see…" Valerica replied suspiciously.


While Mikel and Erin trekked through the woods in search of the perfect spot to hunt down their perfect kill, He took the time to pick his son's brain about what he wanted to do in the coming years. "What do you mean pa?"

"What I mean is when you grow up to be a man, what do you want to be? What can you see yourself doing one day?"

"Can I be just like you when I grow up?"

"Haha! Well if that's what you want. But I think that you should aspire to do your own thing."

"I hope that when I grow up I can be as big of a hero as you and mom are. You guys get to travel all over Skyrim, killing all kinds of bad guys! One day I want to be a warrior like you, the liberator of Skyrim!" Liberator of Skyrim. Mikel hadn't heard that name in many a day since the war against the Empire.

"Where did you hear that name?"

"My friends Larz said that's what Jarl Dengeir calls you. He said that you helped Ulfric Stormcloak take back Skyrim from the Empire when you killed General Tullius! They sing songs about you all the time!"

There was something unsettling to Mikel when he heard Erin describe to him such a gruesome time. It was something that he tried his best to forget and thought that Erin would never hear about. But he was foolish to believe that something like that would be possible. "What was the name of this song you say you heard?" Mikel asked.

"They sing of the Dragonborn. That's you right father? 'With a voice wielding power, of the ancient nord art! Believe, believe the dragonborn comes!"

"Yes I have heard of the song my son. But I fear you are confusing it with 'Age of Oppression' As song that praises the efforts of Jarl Ulfric."

"But pa, you were the one to Liberate us. You ended General Tullius yourself with Ulfric's blade no less! You're a hero!"

"I am not!" Mikel snapped.

Erin stood stunned and silent, fearing he might have upset his father inadvertently. But Mikel realized his overreaction.

"I am sorry my son. You did nothing wrong."

"Then why are you angry father?"

"I am not angry Erin. Please forgive my reaction, it's just not something that I wish to discuss at the moment."

"Okay pa." Erin replied.


Meanwhile back at the house, Serana kept herself busy tending to her duties around the house. She began folding the clothes belonging to her and Mikel and putting them away in the dresser. As she opened the drawer to place her night garment inside, she came across her old vampire gear tucked in the back of the dresser drawer. Seeing it took her back to an unpleasant memory of her past.

She paused staring at it. Her mind beginning to wonder back to the day she and Mikel defeated her father. His last words still echoing in her ears "Serana your own father!" as his body melted away into a pile of blood and ash. Though Serana knew it was something she needed to do in order to save All of Skyrim from the tyranny of the sun, a part of her regretted killing her father. Even more so, letting Mikel be the first to drive his blade into Harkon's cold and undead heart. Valerica then entered the room noticing Serana sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Serana? Are you okay my dear?" She asked. But she did not answer right away. "Serana?" She called again, this time snapping her out of the trance she was in.

"Hmm? Yes mother?"

"Serana my dear, what is the matter?"

"What do you mean Mother?"

"You appear to be frightened by something. What is it that is bothering you?" She did not want to tell her mother of the thoughts she held within her mind. She feared that it would also take her back to a place that she wanted to forget.

"It's nothing mother, I'm fine." Valerica knew better. She knew that Serana was hiding something from her.

"Serana…" She said staring intently at her.

"(exhales breath) fine." She said. She reached into the drawer and pulled out her vampire armor, handing it to Valerica.

"What's this?" She asked her.

"I think you know what it is mother."

"Ah yes, our old armor. But why does this haunt you so?"

"Come on mother, do you not remember how horrific our lives were before? All that we did just to be what we were all of those years?"

"I haven't forgotten Serana. I too have done my best to put it all behind me. We may be cured of vampirism but we can never erase our past."

"That's what bothers me. I've worked so hard to be the best I can be to the kids, for Mikel…I fear that the past will come back again."

"How can it? Your past is not who you are."

"Hmph! I beg to differ."

"Oh? Was it a waste of time searching for Falion and receiving his help to end the curse of molag-bal? What of your beloved husband, your two children, the life you have had over the last ten years? Was all that for naught?"

"That's not what I mean mother?"

"Then what do you mean Serana?" Serana became agitated.

She turned to Valerica snapping at her telling her of the fear she had that one day the children would know of the horrible being their mother once was. "The things I did, have done to innocent people for an evil daedric lord…I do not want them to know that about me! I would never forgive myself if they knew."

Valerica did her best to sympathize with Serana, for she also feared that the children would know of her own secrets. "I do not wish for them to view me as such a monstrous being either. I do my best every day to hide the past from them. However if it ever came out to them what we once were, all we can do is be honest with them."

"You don't understand. It's not like it was with you and me and father. We were in this together, we knew of the consequences! If Erin and Astrid ever discovered that their mother was a part of the horrors and nightmares of the past I could not bear the looks on their faces. A look that would paint me a monster not as their mother."

Serana began to cry into her mother's arms. Her sobbing caught the attention of young Astrid who was playing with her dolls downstairs. Astrid became concerned about why her mother was crying and so she crept upstairs and hid behind the bedroom door awaiting to hear her mother's words that would explain her sobbing.

"I have worked hard to be the person I am today. It would kill me to see them judge me in that way if they knew." She sobbed.

"Shh…there there my darling." Valerica said as she held her daughter close to her.

She did her best to calm her down and sway her mind in the direction that would allow her to see a more positive side. "I want you to listen to me Serana." She began saying.

"You are not alone in this. You and I may have made mistakes following your father to a degrading depth. But we have overcome that degradation the day his life ceased to exist any longer. Your father's death was the best thing that could have happened to either of us. It gave us a second chance at life. Look around you Serana! Had it not been for the things we did, we would not be here! Your father following that prophecy is what put you in the best position possible, because it brought you to a man who loves you and was willing to give his life in order to save yours. And as a reward you were blessed with a new life, the blessing of marriage from lady Mara herself, and two beautiful children! Never fear the past Serana. It's what has given you your blessings today."

Serana wiped the tears from her eyes, thanking her mother for her wise words. Astrid-unsure of what she overheard-walked away from the door and headed back downstairs to await her father and brother's return from their adventure.


Later that day while Mikel and Erin patiently awaited their opportunity to kill their prey, Erin became impatient and expressed his frustration to his father. "When will we be able to kill it pa?" He said.

"Patience my son." Mikel replied. "You must wait for the right moment to strike, or else you will miss your chance."

They hid behind the bushes, stalking a large buck just feet away from them. Mikel had Erin ready his bow and aim his shot perfectly. "Steady, steady…" He whispered. Erin's heart was racing, eager to do his father proud with his first kill. He lined the shot aiming his arrow to the back of the buck's head. When Mikel gave the signal he released his arrow, successfully shooting his target!

"YES!" Erin exclaimed.

"Great job son! And on your first try no less! I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks Pa! Now can we go home?"

"Hahaha! Sure we can, but not before we retrieve our dinner."

"Huh?"

"Well did you think we would leave such a marvelous kill out in the open for the wolves? We must take it home, and place it's antlers in the trophy room for the family to see."

"Wow, really! You mean it Pa?"

"Of course my son!" Mikel replied. They grabbed the buck and threw it atop the horse, and headed back home to prepare it for supper.

"Once we are back I will have Rayya show you the proper way to skin it. She's a master at such things."

"Cool!" Erin replied happily.


*SEVERAL HOURS LATER*

Later that evening the Bjorn family gorged themselves on the bountiful meal caught by young Erin Bjorn. A meal so delicious that Astrid begged for seconds! Valerica had to stop her granddaughter from reaching for the ladle to scoop more venison stew into her bowl, warning her that if she ate anymore she would become bigger that a giant!

"Haha, grandma you're funny!" Astrid said giggling.

Serana smiled at her daughter, and then turned her glance toward her husband noticing his doting eyes set upon her. She could not help but to blush at her husband's gaze. Now coming to the end of the meal, Mikel instructed Erin and Astrid to ready themselves for bed.

"It's late." He said.

"Aww!" they cried. "Can't we stay up a little bit longer?"

"Children, mind your father." Serana said.

"Yes mama." Erin and Astrid replied in unison. Valerica rallied the children upstairs to bed, and said her good nights to her daughter and son-in-law.

"Alone at last." Mikel said.

"Hmm…moments rarely given these days." Said Serana.

"I agree." He replied. He got up from his side of the table and sat beside Serana. As he sat down he reached for her hand greeting her pleasantly and playfully, pretending to introduce himself to her.

"Hahaha…you are the silliest man I know Mikel Bjorn."

"Am I?" He said. "I had not noticed."

For a moment the two of them were silent. Staring into each other's eyes, half smiles on their faces. Serana took her hand and gently placed it upon her husband's face, softly running her fingers through his thick beard. "You know I love you." She started saying.

"Yes, I do. And I love you." He replied.

"Do you ever miss being out there at times?" Serana asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know…out in the world, traveling and hunting. Fighting enemies…that sort of thing."

"At times I miss it. But then I think of you and the children and the life we have. I change my mind every time. Do you miss it?" He asked.

"Sometimes." She replied. "There are times when I look at all we have and would never trade it for anything. But then there are days where I find myself looking for the Currier, hoping he'll be coming around the bend with a summons or letter from someone who needs our help. I begin to wonder if we are ever needed anymore."

"Perhaps we are not. Skyrim is a different place from what it was ten years ago. We have liberated her from the control of the Empire. Alduin is a thing of the past. The tyranny of the sun is no longer a factor. I believe we have accomplished more for the people of Skyrim and for ourselves as heroes than we could have ever imagined. I think it's safe to say that yes, we are no longer needed."

"That's a shame." She said.

"How so?"

"Well…it's nice to be needed...sometimes." She said as she looked up at Mikel, eyes sparkling in from the light of the fire in the fireplace.

In that moment Mikel could not help but smile at her as he pulled her closer to him, beginning to lean in for a kiss. In his own way he responded to his wife telling her he wanted her. She responded in kind in her own way, saying the same. She got up from her chair to sit upon his lap facing him. With her hands placed on his shoulders, and his hands placed around her hips, they kissed each other deeply. Mikel could feel his member harden as he held her in his arms, falling deeper and deeper into the passion his wife bestowed upon him with her kiss. He did his best not to act so quickly, but found it difficult to conceal from her. Serana was struggling to hide her urges as well, feeling moisture from her womanhood coming from her. She wanted him desperately, he desired her entirely. Finally he raised from his chair, still holding her in his arms.

He pushed the plates and tankards off of the table and placed Serana onto the table laying her onto her back, continuing to kiss her. As he did so, he ripped the top of her dress open to reveal her bountiful mounds, placing his mouth over her stiffened nipples, gently sucking and licking the sweet flesh of her body. She moaned excited by the pleasure he gave her. She gripped his shirt ripping it open. His chest now bare, revealing the definition of his pecks and abs, all of the scars he had on his body…he exuded sexuality in the beauty of his very form. Mikel reached for the button to his trousers and quickly peeled them off. He ached to be inside of her, and she the same for him! As he whipped out his hard cock, he rubbed the tip of it against her labia, teasing her playfully as it grazed the opening of her warmth. Serana's eyes welled with desperation begging him to stop teasing her.

"I want it…" She whispered. And so he gave her what she desired. He climbed atop of her, shoving his hardened eleven inch cock inside of his beloved wife. Her walls began to contract, widening as his prick stretched her out. Serana screamed out from the mixture of pain and immense pleasure her husband bestowed upon her, pleasing her with each stroke. She pulled him in further and further into her womanhood as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and dug her nails into his back leaving long scratches on his skin. Mikel could feel how wet Serana was. The very warmth from her body excited him, causing his movements to quicken, groaning louder and louder as he stretched deeper and deeper inside of her. She kissed him, casually sticking her tongue into his mouth to taste the sweetness of his saliva.

"Deeper…YES! FUCK YES!" She screamed. Mikel matching her in kind, screaming her name and how he loved her. She grabbed his face to look at him, trying her best to control her climax. Mikel was beginning to struggle with controlling himself. "Don't stop!" She whispered. She could feel his member throbbing within her. He knew that if he did not slow his motions he would ejaculate prematurely. Determined to please his wife to the fullest extent possible he pulled himself away from her, lifter her from the table switching positions, placing himself behind her. Serana smiled as this was her favorite position. She bent herself forward arching her back, exciting Mikel even further. He smacked her ass making it jiggle. She grunted as he did so, then begging him to do it again. He grabbed her by the hair with his left hand, and with his right he slapped her ass again.

Her erotic cries and moans as he spanked her ass drove him crazy. He couldn't wait any longer! He shoved his cock back inside of her, thrusting his hips forward in a rhythmic motion. Serana screamed and moaned louder and louder. Mikel put his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. "Shh…you'll wake the children." But she could not help herself. Each moment he pumped himself inside of her felt amazing! Her body felt as one entity to his. He held her close to him holding her breasts within his hands. She leaned her head back onto his shoulder allowing him to kiss her passionately. This was the release she had yearned for! Finally Mikel could no longer hold himself together any longer. He knew he was about to cum, and Serana was about to join him.

She could feel her walls contract around his cock, and feeling this Mikel became even more excitable as his member throbbed beginning his ejaculation. Both of them moaning so loudly, not caring if anyone heard them! "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME! YES, YES YES!" She cried. Mikel roared as he reached the end of his climax, emptying his seed deep within Serana's warmth! He kept pumping himself inside of her enjoying the feeling of her wet pussy. Serana was not yet ready to stop either. She put her leg up onto the table and laid flat on her stomach allowing Mikel to go deeper within her. While he gripped her hips trying to control her movements he smacked her ass again and again until it was red! "FUCK!" He yelled out loud. He kept going and going until he felt himself about to cum again! "Ooohhh, yesssss!" Serana cried. His hot liquid pouring deep into her pussy drove her absolutely insane with pleasure.

She could not control her orgasm as she began squirting all over him. Mikel's lower half was drenched in the love juices of his wife but did not care. Now reaching the end of their lovemaking, Mikel held his wife close to him, softly kissing her neck and her cheek. "I love you!" He whispered trying to catch his breath. "I love you too!" She responded in kind. Once they had a moment to gather themselves, Mikel drew the two of them a bath in the bathhouse he built beneath the cellar. They took turns washing each other, enjoying the time alone with one another. As Serana washed her handsome husband she began to realize just what her mother told her earlier that day. All that she had in that very moment, she realized that she earned. How could she ever have believed that she did not deserve to be with a man like Mikel?

"I really do love you, you know." She said while washing his back. He turned his head to look at her and replied

"I know you do. And I love you too."

"Always?" She asked.

"Always. Even at the end of my days in this world." That night Mikel confirmed in Serana something she had doubted within herself for some time.

She rested well that night lying beside the love of her life, confident in the knowledge that nothing she had obtained was ill-gotten.


The next morning while the family sat at the table enjoying their breakfast, Astrid and Erin broke the silence at the table by revealing that they overheard their parents having sex the other night. "You two were loud!" Astrid complained. Valerica quickly shushed them, reminding them to be respectful of their parents privacy.

Serana and Mikel smirked at each other, glancing at one another briefly. Neither embarrassed by what had transpired the night before. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"I wonder who that could be." Mikel commented. Rayya-Mikel's steward-answered the door only to find that it was the Currier.

"What is the meaning of this visit?" She said sternly.

"My apologies. I come bringing a letter from the Jarl of Windhelm for Serana and Mikel Bjorn. They are needed there immediately!" He said frantically.

Rayya handed the letter over to Mikel. He read it's contents out loud as it stated that Ulfric was in dire need of assistance from Mikel. "The Thalmor have arrived according to this letter. Word has reached them back in Cyrodil. They are coming to mount an attack on us for our transgressions against the death of General Tullius and Legate Rikke. Ulfric needs our help!"

Serana got up from the table and headed towards the stairs. "I'll get packing." She said. Rayya turned to Mikel asking if he needed her to come with him and Serana.

"No." He replied quickly. "I need you to stay here with Valerica and the children. Keep them safe." He said.

"As you wish my thane!" She replied. Astrid became frightened and ran to her father looking for answers as to why he and her mother were leaving.

"I don't want you to go papa!" He hugged her tightly and said

"I don't want to go either. But I have to. We both do."

"I'm going to miss you." She said.

"I will miss you too my flower. Be good to you brother and grandmother. Mind Rayya, do what she tells you to do. Do you understand?"

"Yes Papa." She replied sadly. Mikel noticed that Erin had not spoken a word, nor moved from where he was standing.

"Are you going to be alright son?"

"Yes father." Erin replied. Mikel's heart swelled with pride at the strength of his son.

"Look after your sister and grandmother okay."

"Yes father. I promise I will."

"That's my boy!" He said as he embraced his son.

Serana came back down the stairs alerting Mikel that it was time to leave. He grabbed his knapsack from her and headed for the door. Serana hugged and kissed her children and mother good-bye, and then followed her husband out the door. As they rode off for Windhelm Serana began to feel bad for leaving.

"I'm going to miss them Mikel." She said.

"I promise you, we will come back to them." He said as their home faded behind them, and the image of the life they lead remained as a memory.


*TO BE CONTINUED*

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter of the series. I initially intended this to be the only story written. I decided later on as I continued playing the game that there was more to be written and shared. Again, thanks in advance for supporting the story. If anyone has any suggestions they would like to impart, I have no problem with receiving them as long as they are respectful. Remember people, not everyone is a born storyteller, not everyone is going to have the same views and ideal as the next person. What may be your idea of a good story may not always be mine. This is only a story, nothing to take serious. i