" Vilkas!"
He churned. He had to get to her. He had to save her.
" Vilkas!"
He could feel it. He was so close, oh so close. If only he could just-
" Vilkas wake up!"
Vilkas shot up with a gasp. A pain shot through him causing him to wince. Hands settled on his shoulders, gently pushing him down.
" Vilkas it's ok. It was just a nightmare." The voice was soft, gentle, filled with reassurance. A forehead laid against his, the hands moving up to cup his face.
" It was just a nightmare." The voice repeated, this time not as rushed. He took a deep breath and calmed his heart. Once he was relaxed the warmth pulled away.
" Alexandra?" He whispered as he opened his eyes, which he hadn't realized he had slammed shut. Alexandra gave him a smile.
" Yes, it's me Vilkas." She spoke as she reached out, brushing the hair from his face. He studied her. Her face was flushed but her cheeks a rosy red. Her hair was a mess, disarrayed and tangled. However she managed to keep her eyes tamed and calm.
" I thought you-" His sentence fell short. She looked down at him with the utmost passion and security. Like there was nothing else in the world besides him.
" I though you died." He finished with his voice low. She gave a shake of her head.
" You saved me."
" And you didn't get hurt did you?" He rushed as he tried to sit up. Pain shot through him again.
" Careful." She demanded softly," I managed to heal my wounds but yours is still sensitive."
She brought her hands down to his abdomen, right where blood stained the damaged armor. A soft glow illuminated from her hand before Vilkas snatched it up.
" Vilkas what are you-"
She paused as he yanked her down. She used her hand to stop her, her face a few inches from his. His eyes surveyed her. His fingers brushed softly against a small cut on her cheek, causing her to stiffen. Then his eyes moved to her arm where blood stained her ripped shirt. The sight of it made him frown.
" Vilkas let me heal you." She urged. " I can't do it sitting like this."
His eyes flickered to hers. " Heal yourself first."
" I don't have much magicka and your's is much worse. I can handle a little pain until we get to a town."
His hand tightened around her wrist.
" You're more important."
" No I'm not. I'm not going to let you suffer. Now hurry up and strip." She ordered as she began to remove his armor. Vilkas wasn't given a choice nor did he have the strength to fight. Piece by piece his chest became bare. Alexandra pressed her hand onto the gash across his stomach and concentrated. Immediately he was relieved of pain. When he looked down most of his wound had closed up under the blood.
As Alexandra reached for the hem of her shirt Vilkas's eyes went wide. His hand flew up and stopped her just before she pulled it off completely.
" Alexandra-"
" I don't have a choice Vilkas. Either I use my shirt as a bandage or you keep bleeding. It'll take a while before I have enough energy to try healing you again."
His eyes narrowed." You do have a choice, to keep it on."
She let out a frustrated sigh, touching her forehead.
" I know we were suppose to take things slow until we figured out what was causing these connections. But you're going to have to deal with it for now, besides I do have undergarments on."
" You'll freeze-"
" Vilkas." She snapped, her once comforting tone switching with something much harsher. He studied her then sighed before laying down, laying his arm over his eyes.
Alexandra continued on with removing her shirt, the heat hitting her bare skin. Using her teeth she pulled and ripped a piece long enough to wrap around his torso. The sound of each piece she ripped the more Vilkas cringed.
" Alright, this should hold you off until we get to the next town." She looked over at him as she finished tying a knot.
" You're going to have to look at me eventually." She spoke as her hand tugged at his wrist.
" I refuse to violate your privacy." He answered bluntly. She smiled softly at his words.
" Vilkas it's fine. I trust you." She urged. When he didn't respond she gave one last tug, his arm finally lifting. When he met her gaze he frowned.
" I feel like a toddler." he grumbled.
" What's a matter? Haven't taken any women to your bed recently?" She teased.
" Annoying pest."
She chuckled as she sat back on her feet. Though her chest was still covered by the fabric she wore under her shirt the rest of her was revealed. Her stomach bare and slender, her collar bone exposed with the ties laying across them as they tied behind her neck.
" Perhaps we can make it into Solitude late tonight. Do you think you feel well enough to walk?"
Vilkas nodded and began to push himself to his feet. He couldn't think about how he could feel the embarrassment she was hiding under her cool composure, how her heart rate suddenly gone rapid. Not to mention his own.
The two piled onto one horse, seeing how Alexandra was unable to find the other after it bolted during the attack. Then Vilkas made his way on top of the saddle, holding his hand out. She took it and sat in front of him, trying to adjust herself so she didn't feel as if she were sitting on top of Vilkas. But as he reached around and grabbed the reins they were pushed close together. It only got worse as they rode.
Alexandra's breath hitched in her throat as the heat of his chest pushed into her bare back. She tried not to think of how his arms would brush against her exposed waist or listen to his breaths. Her looked up at the walls of Solitude.
Please my Divines, she thought, Please let this ride pass by quickly.
Sorry I accidentally italicized everything and its not letting me undo it. -.- Out side of that I've started a new spinoff for Brynjolf! Have you ever wondered what it would be like if Disney met Skyrim? Well no you have a result!
What would happened if a job gone wrong caused Brynjolf to stumble across a lone cottage? Kyra didn't hesitate to knock him out on first sight, taking his precious necklace had had stowed away in his satchel. When he awakes Kyra makes him a deal. She will give him back the necklace he stole only if he takes her out to see the treasures of Skyrim. But there is something odd about this girl. Could it be possible that she is the long lost dragonborn all of skyrim as been waiting for!
I was singing Disney songs and the idea of mixing tangled with Skyrim seemed cool. I think the story really fits Brynjolf quite well. If you guys are interested on one for Vilkas (or any spinoff in general) please let me know. I'll gladly do it once this story is done! Also, fanfiction is messing up the summary for it so I apologize for that. I'm trying to fix it but I'm not having an luck :/
