LEMON WARNING! Some of the following content is not appropriate for those under the age of 18. If you don't want to read it, scroll past the small portion of foreplay and onto the rest of the chapter. Things get a little heated between Lassarina and Farkas. Let's just say Einarr does not approve.
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Chapter Nine
They returned to Jorrvaskr late in the afternoon the next day, having woken up before the sun rose. They wanted to just go down to their chambers and rest, but found Vilkas awaiting their return at the top of the steps outside the mead hall. His eyes flashed when he saw Farkas' blood soaked shirt and Lassarina's bandaged arm.
"What happened?" he asked them.
"Some Draugr got lucky," Farkas explained. "But we're fine."
Vilkas stared at them for several moments before nodding. "We've been awaiting your return."
"Why were you waiting?" Lassarina asked.
Vilkas gave her a smile before turning. "Come, follow me."
Lassarina glanced at Farkas, but he just walked right past her with a smile on his face, going to stand beside his brother. With a sigh, she followed the twins around to the back of Jorrvaskr. She saw everyone standing in the training yard, the Circle standing near the wall with Einarr beside them, while the rest of the Companions stood by the tables. Farkas and Vilkas took their places beside Kodlak.
"Lassarina stand beside your brother," Kodlak told her.
Lassarina stood beside Einarr and gave him a nervous glance. "What's going on?"
Before Einarr could answer her Kodlak spoke. "Brothers and sisters of the Circle, today we welcome two new souls into our mortal fold."
Lassarina blinked and realized she was attending her own ceremony of induction to the Companions. She looked at Farkas once again and saw he was looking at her proudly. She returned the smile and looked back at Kodlak as he continued to speak.
"These two have endured, have challenged, and have shown their valor," Kodlak continued. "Who will speak for them?"
Farkas and Skjor stepped forward.
"We stand witness to the courage of the souls before us," they said in unison, no doubt having spoken the words before.
Lassarina couldn't help but duck her head in embarrassment. She felt a hand grab hold of hers and looked over at her brother. He was not looking at her but his hand squeezed hers gently, reassuring her and saying everything that needed to be said. That he was proud of her and happy they were being welcomed into the rank of the Companions together.
"Would you raise your shields in their defense?" Kodlak asked.
"We would stand at their backs, that the world might never overtake us," they two spoke.
"And would you raise your swords in their honor?"
"They stand ready to meet the blood of their foes."
"And would you raise a mug in their names?" Kodlak asked, a smile on his face.
Skjor smirked while Farkas chuckled. "We would lead the song of triumph as our mead hall reveled in their stories."
Lassarina couldn't help but laugh silently as the two men spoke, her blush becoming more apparent. Sparing a glance at her brother she saw his eyes were also alight with humor.
"Then the judgment of this Circle is complete," Kodlak announced. "Their hearts beat with fury and courage that have united the Companions since the days of the distant green summers. Let it beat with ours, that the mountains may echo and our enemies may tremble at the call."
With that the Companions voices united as the cheered. "It shall be so!"
The ceremony ended and Lassarina was immediately swept into her brothers embrace. She laughed and returned the hug, kissing him on the cheek. He in turn kissed her brow and smiled down at her.
"I'm proud of you little sister," he told her.
"And I you brother," she told him, hugging him once again.
"You're part of our family now," Kodlak told them as he approached.
Lassarina stepped away from her brother and embraced Kodlak. She respected the aging Harbinger a great deal, viewing him both as a teacher and a father figure. He had much wisdom to give and she was sure to listen to all of it before the day he left this plane.
"Kodlak thank you for this," she told him.
Kodlak squeezed her tightly. "My dear Lassarina, you have earned this great honor. Both you and your brother."
She felt herself torn from Kodlak's side and pulled into a great big bear hug. She knew right away it was Farkas without even looking over her shoulder and laughed.
"Enough or you'll crush me with your brute strength," she laughed as he easily lifted her off the ground and swung her around.
Farkas set her down and she looked over at her brother, who was being congratulated by Aela and Skjor.
"Congratulations Lassarina," Vilkas spoke, appearing at her side.
"Thank you Vilkas," she smiled, bowing her head to him.
"Why are we still standing outside?" Torvar demanded loudly. "Shouldn't we be celebrating?"
"Torvar you just want to use this as an excuse to drink heavily," Njada told him.
"So what, we're not going to welcome the two newest Companions properly?" Torvar asked.
"Nay we are," Kodlak laughed. "Let us retire inside and celebrate!"
Everyone cheered and followed the Harbinger inside. The moment Lassarina stepped through the doors, Fang ran up to her, yapping excitedly and his tail wagging.
"Fang I missed you too," she laughed as she picked the growing pup off the ground.
Fang was close to two months old now and was sniffing at her eagerly. Inspecting each strange scent, whether it was Draugr blood or just her own sweat. She looked down at herself and actually grimace at how she must look.
"Lassarina come have a drink!" Ria called.
"I will once I clean myself off," she told her friend. "I'd like to clean some of the Draugr blood off before I even think of doing anything else."
"You can use my room to wash up," Aela offered. "There's some more of my old armor in the bottom drawer of my wardrobe too if you'd like to change. I was going to give it to you anyways."
"Thank you Aela," Lassarina said to the huntress before heading to the stairs.
As she descended down to the living quarters, she caught Farkas' eye and saw his stormy eyes were eying her hungrily. She couldn't help but blush and quickly look away as she hurried downstairs and to Aela's room. Once she was inside she closed the door behind her and set Fang down on the ground.
"Don't go getting into any trouble," she warned the wolf pup as she undid the laces of her low-cut jerkin.
She walked over to Aela's wardrobe and found the leather armor folded neatly in the bottom drawer. The clothing was identical to what she wore now, only the jerkin was a light tan and the leather pants were a dark brown. She peeled off the rest of her clothing and her small clothes and walked over to the basin filled with clean water. Grabbing a nearby rag and a bit of soap, Lassarina started to wash herself off, starting with her hair. She undid the braid and leaned her head over the basis as she filled a cup full of water and poured it over her long tresses. Once it was wet enough she lathered it up with soap and scrubbed for several minutes before rinsing it out. Once her hair was clean she grabbed a wash cloth and started to clean the dried blood and sweat off her body.
She took several minutes to get clean, making sure she got every inch of her, the water in the basin all murky once she was done. She sighed happily and walked over towards Aela's bed, where she laid down her clothes. She quickly threw them on and braided her wet hair once again before clicking her tongue at Fang to follow her. The moment she opened the door, Farkas pulled her out and reached around her to close it before pushing her against it.
"Farkas what are you-"
The rest of her words were unspoken as Farkas ducked his head and slanted his mouth over her in a brutal kiss. She whimpered against his lips and clutched his shirt with her hands, noting he had cleaned up too. He was wearing a linen shirt and black leather trousers, and he smelled fresher, his skin cleansed of all the sweat and blood it had accumulated on the road. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she deepened the kiss and slipped her tongue into his mouth.
"Farkas," she panted against his lips.
He broke the kiss and moved his lips to her neck, nibbling lightly on the delicate skin with his teeth. She gasped from the sudden tingling pleasure filling her body and stretched out her neck, giving him better access.
"If you hadn't been in Aela's room, I wouldn't have waited out here for you," her murmured against her skin. "Just knowing that you were on the other side, wearing nothing but your skin nearly drove me mad."
"Farkas we can't," she moaned. "Everyone's upstairs. They'll be wondering where we went."
"To Oblivion with them," he laughed, reaching up with one hand and grabbing her breast through her jerkin.
"Oh gods," she gasped, warmth spreading in between her legs as he gently squeezed it.
"I honestly think Aela gave you this armor to torture me," Farkas growled, pulling the laces loose at the top where her cleavage was boldly displayed. "It makes your breasts taunt any man who looks at them, looking ready to spill out."
He loosened the top half of the laces enough for him to be able to reach into the jerkin and pull her breast out of her small clothes. He lowered his head and took one of the soft mounds in his hand while placing his lips on the other. He ran the tip of his tongue across the skin until he reached her nipple, taking it into his mouth. Lassarina moaned and buried her fingers in his hair.
"Farkas," she cried out, resting her head on the door behind her.
She could hear Fang howling inside, scratching at the door with his paws. She hadn't even realized the pup had gotten trapped in the room, but the thought immediately left her head when Farkas lightly bit down on her nipple with his teeth. She gasped and pulled on his hair, her head swimming from the lust and pleasure filling her body. He chuckled and lifted his head to kiss her again, brushing his lips against her quickly before moving to her ear.
"I can't wait to make you scream," he whispered to her as he licked her earlobe.
She whimpered and pressed her body against his, eager for their clothes to be off and craving bare skin contact. She felt his hands reaching down for her pants when suddenly they disappeared, as did Farkas. She opened her eyes and gasped when she saw Einarr pulling Farkas away from her and punching him square in the jaw.
"Einarr!" she shrieked, covering her chest with her arms. "What in Oblivion do you think you're doing?!"
Einarr ignored her and punched Farkas again, sending him down to the ground. Lassarina quickly laced her jerkin back up and ran over to her brother, grabbing his arm as he raised it to punch Farkas again.
"Einarr stop it!" she ordered.
"Get off of me!" Einarr snarled, shoving her away with his superior strength.
She fell to the ground and looked up at her brother, who was stalking over to Farkas. Farkas had managed to get up off the ground in the few seconds Lassarina had distracted Einarr and was ready for his next hit. He ducked out of the way of the punch and swung his own fist at Einarr, hitting him right in the stomach. Einarr grunted in pain and clutched his stomach, giving Farkas an open window to punch him in the face. Lassarina got to her feet and glared at the two of them.
"Stop it both of you!" she screamed.
The sounds of fighting must have reached upstairs, because Vilkas and Skjor appeared beside Lassarina and started to pull the two fighting men apart. They fought to get free and were giving Vilkas and Skjor a bit of trouble, but then Athis and Aela stepped him to assist. Lassarina covered her mouth with her hands as she watched her brother and Farkas get held down.
"What in Oblivion is going on?!" Skjor demanded, his voice and face filled with rage.
"Ask him," Farkas spat, glaring at Einarr. "He started it."
"You were the one hanging off my sister as if she were a common whore!" Einarr snarled, struggling to break free from Skjor's hold.
"Einarr!" Lassarina shouted, her face red with shame. "Be quiet! It's none of your damned business!"
More of the Companions came down from the mead hall, watching the whole scene in silence.
"You're my sister!" Einarr retorted. "Anything you do is my business!"
"By the Nine what happened here?" Aela asked, though from the look in her eye Lassarina saw she knew exactly what had happened.
"You didn't have to react this drastically!" Lassarina growled at her brother as she walked over to Farkas, who had stopped struggling but was still being held back by Vilkas and Athis.
His lip was bleeding and his jaw red, showing the beginnings of a nasty bruise. Einarr didn't look any better, his eye already starting to swell shut and his teeth stained with blood.
"This is the second time I found the two of you like that," Einarr said.
"Second time?!" Lassarina gaped.
"By Ysmir's beard everyone calm down!" Kodlak ordered.
"I need to get out of here," Lassarina growled, stomping past the other Companions and up the stairs.
She slammed the doors of Jorrvaskr behind her as she walked out, fuming with anger. She was so embarrassed by the scene her brother had caused and didn't even want to spend the night in the mead hall. Knowing she had nowhere else to go, she headed down to the Bannered Mare. The inn was warm and everyone within was drinking and listening to the bard Mikael play on his lute. She took a seat at the bar, where the innkeeper Hulda was wiping down the wood.
"Lassarina, what bring you here tonight?" the innkeeper asked her.
"I need a room for the night," she muttered, her eyes still bright with anger.
"Did something happen back at Jorrvaskr?" Hulda asked.
"Yes," she nodded. "I learned how idiotic men are."
"You're just learning that now?" Hulda chuckled. "My you are young. Have a little fight with Farkas?"
Lassarina looked up, surprised at Hulda's knowledge. "How did you-"
"Rina dear, thing you've got to know about innkeepers," Hulda interrupted. "We learn everyone's business and always know about the gossip going around town. The way Farkas always looks at you is quite the topic."
"I didn't fight with him," she sighed. "My brother got into a fight with Farkas."
"What brought that on?" Hulda asked.
"Einarr, he came downstairs and found Farkas and I..." she trailed off, the blush returning to her cheeks.
"Say no more," Hulda smiled. "Ten Septims to rent a room for the night."
Lassarina reached into her pocket to pull out some gold but found it empty. She cursed when she realized she left all the gold she found in Dustman's Cairn in her other pants.
"I left my coin purse back at Jorrvaskr," Lassarina sighed. "I guess I can just sleep on a bench outside."
"No need for that," Hulda told her. "I know you have the gold, just pay me tomorrow."
"Thank you Hulda," she smiled at the innkeeper.
Hulda handed her a bottle of mead and smirked. "That's on the house."
Lassarina nodded and uncorked the bottle, drinking her troubles away. She finished the bottle quickly and set up a tab with Hulda so she could get some more. Six bottles of mead later, she was seated beside the soldier, Sinmir, singing loudly as Mikael played Ragnar the Red.
"And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade, As he told of bold battles and gold he had made," Lassarina sang, her voice slurred but still pleasant to the ears.
"I didn't know you could sing Lass," Sinmir laughed before taking a drink from his tankard.
"My adopted father thought I could entertain his guests with more than just my pretty face," she chuckled, batting her lashes.
"Oh if Farkas and your brother could see the state they've left you in," Mikael laughed as he strummed on his lute.
"Speak of the devil," Sinmir said, looking at the door. "There's Farkas now."
Lassarina looked over and snorted. "Sinmir you daft fool, that's Vilkas not Farkas."
"They're twins, how am I supposed to tell them apart?"
"It's easy," Lassarina explained. "Vilkas is smaller and more serious. Aren't you Vilkas?"
Vilkas was frowning at her as he walked over. "Come on Lassarina, I've come to bring you back to Jorrvaskr."
"I don't wanna go," she scowled, taking another sip of her mead.
Vilkas glared at her and took the bottle from her hands, throwing it into the fire.
"Hey I wasn't finished with that!" Lassarina snapped, standing up and shoving Vilkas.
He didn't even move and merely stared at her. He grabbed her wrist and started to pull her towards the door.
"I said I'm not going!" Lassarina repeated, fighting him.
Vilkas sighed and turned around, his shoulder meeting stomach as he swept her off the ground.
"Sweet Talos not this again!" Lassarina shrieked as she was lifted off the ground. "Vilkas put me down!"
He ignored her and walked out of the Bannered Mare, everyone who had watched the scene laughing loudly. She started to slam her palms down on Vilkas' back as he walked, but she knew he didn't feel a single hit.
"I don't want to go back!" she told him. "It's too embarrassing. I don't want to deal with everyone staring!"
"No one will stare," Vilkas told her, going up the stairs towards the Gildergreen.
"Einarr will lecture me," she whined.
"He's been confined to his room, same as Farkas," Vilkas explained. "You can sleep in my room so you don't have to talk to Einarr."
Lassarina fell silent and let Vilkas carry her all the way to Jorrvaskr. She started struggling again once he opened the doors, not wanting everyone to see her being carried in like a drunken wench, though that's exactly what she was at the moment.
"I found her," Vilkas announced as he walked inside.
Kodlak was seated with Skjor and Aela at the table while the the other members were standing nearby, drinking and whispering to each other.
"By the Nine what happened to her?" Aela asked, her voice resisting a laugh.
"Like a true Nord she drank until her troubles were gone," Vilkas sighed.
"I'm not that drunk!" Lassarina protested, kicking her legs.
"I'll take her downstairs," Vilkas offered.
"Is that wise?" Skjor asked. "She and her brother share a room with the other whelps."
"I've already decided to give her my room for the night," Vilkas explained, walking over toward the stairs.
She felt her heart beat begin to race every step down Vilkas took. When he opened the door to the living quarters she started complaining, begging Vilkas to take her back to the Bannered Mare. Her voice must have alerted her brother.
"Lassarina," she heard his voice.
She craned her head up and saw her brother standing in the doorway of the shared room. His eye had swollen completely shut and was already starting to turn purple.
"Get back to your bed," Vilkas ordered him. "You're confined there until morning."
"What happened to her?" Einarr demanded.
"She drank to much because of your behavior," Vilkas replied bluntly, walking away from him and over to his room.
Vilkas opened the door to his room and set Lassarina down on his bed, she stared down at the ground, a frown etched on her face.
"Are you alright?" he asked her.
"I'm just so embarrassed," she muttered. "Everyone knows what happened now."
"What you and Farkas do is no ones business," Vilkas told her. "Nor should you feel any shame for it. Just get some sleep Lassarina. You'll feel better in the morning."
Fang walked into the room, his tail wagging, and he jumped on the bed, licking her face eagerly. She smiled at the wolf and nodded at Vilkas, taking his advice and laying down on the bear belt spread across his bed. Fang curled up beside her, sharing his furry warmth with her.
"Sleep well Lass," Vilkas smiled, walking out of the room and shutting the door behind him.
She sighed and lay on the bed, petting Fang. She lay in silence for several minutes when she heard a door outside the room open, right before the door to Vilak's room opened. Farkas stared down at her, his lip swollen and the side of his jaw purple.
"Rina," he sighed, relieved, as he walked over to her.
She sat up as he knelt on the ground and frowned at his injured face. "Are you alright?"
He smiled when she gently touched his face and nodded. "I've been in my fair share of fist fights. I'll be fine."
"I'm so sorry Einarr did this to you," she murmured.
"He was just behaving as any brother would," Farkas told her gently. "I suppose we weren't exactly being discreet either, standing right in the hall."
"Still it's none of his business what we do together," she muttered angrily.
"Oh is that right?" Einarr said, walking into the room.
She got off the bed, her legs unsteady as she swayed, and stood in front of Farkas, who also stood up. "Einarr don't start another fight."
"I won't," he growled. "Though it's hard when I know his intentions towards you."
"Einarr what Farkas and I do is no one else's business but our own," she told him.
"Do you think I'm going to just sit back and do nothing while my only sister is hanging off a man with her breasts out for the entire world to view?" Einarr demanded.
She blushed madly and could sense Farkas getting angry behind her.
"You should have some respect for yourself," Einnar continued. "It's shameful to do such things out in the open! And for all you know he's just playing with you!"
"I'm not playing around with her!" Farkas snarled, his patience wearing thin. "I care about Lassarina. I would never just bed her and send her off with sweet lies."
"Why should I believe you?" Einarr spat. "From what I've learned you've had your share of women leave your room in the early hours of the morning."
"Aye I've slept with women before just to fuck them," Farkas retorted. "As I'm sure you must have as well. But your sister means more to me than those women. I want her by my side all the time."
Einarr glared at Farkas and Lassarina felt the need to step in. "Einarr it's true. We care about each other. We aren't just fooling around."
Einarr looked at her and she could see him struggling with his anger. She sighed and walked over to her brother, holding his hand in hers.
"Einarr I love you, and I know you're just looking out for me," she told him. "But you can't behave this way. I like Farkas. I want to be with him. And I don't need your approval to do so."
Einarr flinched and shut his eyes for several moments before he sighed.
"Do what you will Rina," he said at last, releasing her hand and backing out of the room. "But I swear by the Nine, if he does anything to hurt you, I will send him straight to Sovengarde."
"Thank you Einarr," she smiled softly.
Einarr smiled a bit and walked away, back towards his bed. She stood there, staring at where her brother stood for several moments, before Farkas came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Do you want to come to my room?" he asked her quietly.
She looked over her shoulder at him and gave him a look of disbelief. "You must be as mad as Sheogorath if you think I'm going to sleep with you after all this."
"I didn't ask you that," he said, giving her a glare. "I asked if you wanted to come to my room."
"If you promise all we'll do is sleep," she told him with a smile.
"I promise," she chuckled, taking her hand and leading her across the hall to his room.
Fang followed them inside and went to a corner, where Farkas had a wolf pelt on the ground for the pup if he ever wanted to sleep in Farkas' room, and settled down onto it, his jaws stretching in a yawn. Lassarina smiled at the pup and Farkas went to the bed, laying down on his side before reaching for her. She joined him on the bed, his body curled against hers as he pulled her closer into his embrace. She felt him kiss the top of her head and smiled.
"Goodnight Farkas," she murmured, closing her eyes.
"Goodnight Rina," he replied with a content sigh.
Well that was exciting wasn't it? Einarr and Farkas getting into a fight after he walks in on Lassarina with her jerkin wide open and Farkas nibbling on her ear. He may not like them together but he can't really say anything about it. Rina's gonna do what she wants. And she wants to do Farkas. LOL.
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