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Chapter Thirty-four
Instead of holding the reception at the Bee and Barb, Lassarina made arrangements for the festivities to be held at the Ragged Flagon since there was much more room. She could tell her shield-siblings had initially felt a bit uncomfortable stepping into the shady-looking bar, but it honestly looked much better than it did two weeks ago. After she and Vilkas set the date, Lassarina had gone down to the Cistern and got the new footpads to help Vekel clean up the Flagon. The newest thieves were absolutely terrified of Lassarina, having taken to calling her the 'dragon woman' and obeying her every request.
"Where did you manage to get that dress?" Vilkas whispered into her ear as he held her from behind.
"Karliah called in a favor to some women in Solitude who own a clothing shop," she explained, leaning her back against his chest and trying hard not to shiver from having his mouth so close to her ear. "Do you like it?"
"Aye, you look beautiful," he murmured, kissing her temple. His lips touched her ear again and he added with a husky whisper, "But I'll bet it will look just as nice abandoned on the floor."
Lassarina blushed furiously and playfully elbowed her new husband, completely forgetting about his armor and injuring herself instead. Vilkas chuckled at her failed attempt but pulled away from her, settling for an arm around her waist. She looked around the Cistern and saw everyone finally starting to relax and enjoy themselves. She noticed Brynjolf sitting with Einarr and Aela, while Farkas and Avyanna had started drinking with Delvin. Kiraya and Rohan also appeared to be having fun, running around the Thieves Guild hangout and inspecting every nook and cranny.
"Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves," Lassarina said.
Vilkas nodded and led her to a table, taking a seat beside her once she had settled. "Aye, though Finverior seems to be getting himself into trouble again."
Lassarina looked over to where the Bosmer was standing and saw him trying to pick up Sapphire, a tankard of mead in his hand. She noticed Rune glancing over every couple of moments, his face expressing anger.
"Watch Rune," she advised her husband.
Vilkas did as she said and they both watched the thief. Rune kept getting angrier and angrier until finally he slammed his mug down on the table and practically stomped over to Finverior and Sapphire. Lassarina started to chuckle a bit as she watched Rune shove Finverior away and wrap an arm around Sapphire, leaving the wood elf to walk away with a dejected look upon his face.
"Aww, what's wrong, Finn?" Lassarina called out to her friend.
Finverior glanced up and glared when he realized she had watched the whole thing. "Aye, keep laughing," he told her, walking on over. "It won't be too funny tonight when you and your new husband don't have any privacy in that big manor full of guests."
Vilkas shot Finverior an amused look. "And who says we don't have any privacy?"
Lassarina looked at her husband, completely confused, when Karliah walked up to them with Niruin. The Bosmer thief had a protective arm wrapped around the Dunmer's waist and gave Finverior a swift glare, warning him away as Karliah spoke to Vilkas.
"I got what you asked Vilkas," she said, handing Vilkas a key.
"What's that?" Lassarina asked.
Vilkas grinned and Karliah answered the question. "Those are the keys to Honeyside. Vilkas asked me to relieve the Jarl's steward of them."
Lassarina looked at Vilkas, her eyes wide with shock. "You hired the Thieves Guild to steal something for you? Doesn't that go against your code of honor as a Companion?"
"I married their Guildmaster," he responded with a shrug. "I might as well reap the benefits of getting some work done for free."
Chuckling, Lassarina kissed her husband's cheek and gave Finverior an amused look. "What were you saying about not having any privacy tonight, Finn?"
"Oh, sod off," he grumbled, taking a gulp of his mead and walking away.
Lassarina spent most of her time beside her husband, her arms wrapped around his bicep or getting pushed into a dark corner by him so he could then proceed to kiss her breathless. The only reason she and Vilkas didn't just leave for Honeyside sooner was because they kept getting pulled apart each time. The first time she got pulled away, it was to dance with Kiraya and Rohan. Once she was done dancing, she went in search of Vilkas but found him with Farkas, Einarr, Brynjolf, and the newest thief, Garthar, the five of them chugging from tankards in the start of a drinking contest.
"I hope he doesn't get too drunk," Lassarina sighed to Karliah and Vex.
"Yeah, you wouldn't want your new husband shirking on the wedding night," Vex teased.
Lassarina glared at her Imperial friend and sipped her wine. "I'd keep my eye on Garthar tonight, Vex. He tends to get a bit handsy when he's been drinking, doesn't he? Or does it not bother you as much since you and him finally spent the night together-or rather, several nights."
Karliah snorted a bit and Vex stared at her, her mouth agape. "How did you know about that?"
"Well, nothing stays a secret in the Guild for long, especially the way men talk. They're worse than women half the time."
"Plus you weren't too subtle about it, Vex," Karliah added. "You never go to the Bee and Barb to eat or drink."
Vex grumbled and glared daggers at Garthar. "I knew I couldn't trust him to keep his mouth shut."
"Give him a break, Vex," Lassarina sighed. "That man adores you. You're all he talks about whenever I ask him how he's liking the Guild. He's not that bad looking either."
Vex blushed a bit, making both Lassarina and Karliah laugh. Once Lassarina spotted Vilkas reaching for a third tankard, she decided it was time to intervene and walked on over to him, covering the top of the mug with her hand and pushing it down.
"You might want to rethink that one, love," she told him with a smile.
"Aye, or else she'll have to carry you back home over her shoulder," Einarr joked.
"Lassarina couldn't carry Vilkas," Brynjolf laughed. "She's too tiny."
"I like that she's small," Vilkas said. "Makes it easier to carry her."
Without warning, Vilkas tossed Lassarina over his shoulder, making her squeal in surprise. All of their guests began to laugh at the sight, Vilkas drinking from his tankard while Lassarina smacked his armored back and tried to contain her own laughter.
"Oi, put her down," Torvar said from his seat beside Delvin. "You can carry her off and ravish her later tonight."
"Shut up, Torvar!" Lassarina shouted, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Vilkas chuckled and set Lassarina down, giving her a quick kiss. She could smell the mead on his breath but was relieved that there was still some clarity in his eyes. Part of her couldn't wait to have him all to herself for the night.
"You call that peck a kiss?" Athis called out. "I thought you Nords were more passionate than that!"
Vilkas flashed Athis an amused glare. "Aye, we are."
Lassarina was surprised again when Vilkas took her in his arms and made her bend backwards, kissing her deeply and holding her tightly so she wouldn't fall. She was dimly aware of the sounds of cheering and shouts of encouragement coming from all their friends, busying herself with tangling her fingers into Vilkas's hair. When her husband finally straightened up and stopped kissing her, she was out of breath and blushing furiously.
"Now that was a kiss," Farkas cheered.
"What do you know about kissing?" Avyanna demanded, sitting at her table with Ria and looking completely inebriated.
Farkas flashed her a dumb smile. "I know plenty."
Lassarina's eyes widened when Avyanna stumbled out of her chair and stalked over to Farkas, poking his chest piece harshly with her finger. "I'll bet you don't even know when a girl wants you to kiss her."
"Oh, gods, what's happening?" Vilkas chuckled.
"Aela told me she was in love with him," Lassarina murmured to Vilkas quietly as she watched Avyanna drunkenly confront Farkas. "I could have seen it myself if no one had told me. Why hasn't Farkas made a move on her?"
"You know as well as I do that my brother isn't the sharpest blade on the weapons rack. I was planning on telling him how blind he's been after the wedding."
"Well, looks like Avyanna's beating you to it."
"I do know when a girl want's to kiss me," Farkas told Avyanna.
The scarlet-haired woman shook her head. "No you don't, cause I know a girl who's been wanting to kiss you for a while."
Lassarina caught the pleasantly surprised glint in Farkas's eye, meaning he must have finally figured it out, but it seemed he wanted to tease Avyanna some more.
"Really? Then tell me, little spitfire, who's the girl? Is it Ria? Or maybe Aela?"
Everyone in the Flagon had turned to watch the scene and were trying hard not to laugh, but every few seconds, someone would snort or chuckle madly. Meanwhile, Avyanna's face kept getting redder and redder.
"Nay, ice-brain!" she huffed. "I'm talking about me! Honestly, how can you be so thick-head-"
Farkas cut her off by grabbing her waist and pulling her close to plant a firm kiss on her lips. Cheers and applause came from all the Companions and a few thieves. Lassarina even caught Daine whistling from where she sat at the bar with Nazir.
"It's about damned time!" Einarr said, clapping Farkas on the shoulder and disrupting the kiss. "The pair of you were driving us all mad. Acting like teenagers."
Farkas blinked and looked around surprised. "You all knew?"
"Of course we knew!" Vilkas sighed. "A damned blind man could have seen it!"
"I only just met Avyanna and I could see it," Lassarina added with a smirk.
"Is Anna going to marry Farkas now?" Rohan asked innocently from beside Kiraya.
Avyanna's face became as red as her hair. "Rohan!"
Everyone laughed, and Lassarina turned to her husband. She could see he was happy that his brother finally had someone, but she also saw relief there. She knew that the relief must stem from his insecurity that she and Farkas used to be in a relationship and that his twin might still have had feelings for her. But obviously those fears were put to rest, just from the smile on Farkas's face as he held Avyanna close and allowed her to hide her face by pressing it into his armor.
"Seems like everyone is pairing off," Lassarina sighed happily. "Now we just need to get Einarr a girl."
"I don't think that will ever happen," he told her.
Lassarina arched a brow. "Why not?"
"Your brother once confided in me and said that he hasn't been with a woman since his wife died. He said he had loved and lost his true love and would likely never marry or be with another woman ever again."
Lassarina frowned and looked at her brother, who was getting pulled out to dance by Kiraya. "I don't believe that. I think it's possible for someone to love more than once throughout their life."
Her husband shrugged and kissed her once again. "Hopefully you only plan on loving me the rest of your life."
"Aye, I plan on it. The only way I could love a man more than you is if we have another chance at a son."
"Aye, we will," he growled softly, ducking his head down to her ear. "Maybe we could get started on that tonight."
Lassarina blushed and smiled at him, only offering him a shy nod. Now that they were married, Lassarina didn't want to delay starting their family any longer. She wanted to have his children, to get another chance at what was cruelly taken from them.
The rest of the festivities continued into the night. Everyone was still drinking and dancing long past midnight. Aela was the only one who had retired early, taking her sleepy son, Kiraya and Rohan back to Riftweald Manor so they could go to sleep. Avyanna and Farkas became inseparable the rest of the night, and when they did finally leave, it was hand in hand. Finally, Lassarina and Vilkas decided to retire and sneak into Honeyside to spend their first night as husband and wife together. Whistles and several salacious comments followed them as Vilkas led her out of the Flagon.
"I've never seen you get this embarrassed," Vilkas teased when they made it out of the Ratway and walked through Riften.
"It's just embarrassing having all the attention focused on the both of us," she explained, leaning against him with her arms around his bicep. "I hope the footpads don't try and step out of line after seeing me get so flustered."
"I'd be more concerned with running."
"Running? From what?"
She glanced up at Vilkas and saw his blue-gray eyes glitter lustfully. Her entire body shuddered just from that one look and she flashed him a teasing grin before detaching herself from his arm and running ahead of him. Lassarina giggled gleefully when she heard his heavy footsteps behind her and picked up the pace, trying to get away. She had just reached the door to Honeyside when he caught her, pinning her against to door and biting down on her neck. Moaning, Lassarina fumbled for the key in Vilkas's hands and inserted it into the lock, opening the door. Vilkas picked her up off the ground and carried her inside the house, kissing her all the while.
Someone, probably Karliah, had already lit a fire and set up a large double bed, covered with plush furs, for them to enjoy; and there were also several candles about, giving the area a nice golden glow. Vilkas didn't hesitate and moved over to the bed, depositing Lassarina onto it before moving to undo the straps of his armor. She assisted him, untying all the straps and kissing him each time a piece came off. When all he wore were his trousers, he turned his attention to Lassarina and undid the front laces of her dress, kissing and nibbling on her neck. As he peeled down the dress, he moved downwards, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses on each piece of skin that was revealed.
He lavished plenty of attention on her breasts for several moments, making her clutch his head as she moaned loudly and panted. Her body jolted when he started to scatter little butterfly kisses on her belly and she cried out when his tongue delved into her belly button. She heard him growl lustfully when he pulled the dress down past her hips along with her smallclothes and glanced down at him only to find he was looking right at her. Her breath came in short, rapid gasps as he traced his tongue from her knee to her inner thigh and then repeated it on the other leg.
"You don't need to worry about anyone hearing us," he murmured huskily. "We're all alone; you can be as loud as you want."
"You like it when I'm loud don't you?" she asked him, biting down on her lower lip.
"Aye, I love hearing the beautiful sounds you make, and I love being the one that makes you produce them."
His tongue began to lap at Lassarina and her cries and moans of ecstasy echoed off the stone walls around them. Vilkas had her teetering over the edge under his skillful tongue and she figured she might end up ripping his hair out, she was grasping it so tightly. Her body was so heated up and it centered in her abdomen, building up with each flick of the tongue until he pushed her over the edge. She screamed as she climaxed, her body arching off the bed before flopping back down. Her thighs twitched every few seconds and she moaned again as Vilkas kissed his way up to her lips.
"I take it you enjoyed that?" he asked, giving her a wolfish grin.
"Aye, let me show you how much," she purred, pushing him onto his back and moving down the bed.
Her hands glided up his muscular thighs, tracing each muscle, each ridge, then lowering her head to taste in her hand's path. She heard his breath hitch when she grasped his hardened length in her hands and swept her tongue up the underside of it. She giggled when his hips bucked beneath her.
"Love, I won't last a minute if you do that," he gasped, cradling her head with his hands.
"I'm just showing you how much I appreciated what you did," she chuckled, licking him again.
With a low growl, Vilkas rolled her onto her back and kissed her hard before burying himself within her. The scream that would have escaped, had it not been for his mouth crushed over hers, would have embarrassed her and likely have been heard all across Riften. He remained perfectly still, kissing her and nibbling on the delicate skin of her neck, until she was squirming beneath him, anxious for him to move. When he finally did, she kissed him greedily and bit down on his lower lip, aching for more. Her cries of pleasure spurred him on, making him double his efforts and make her feel absolutely incredible with each and every touch and movement.
For nearly an hour they kept at it, Vilkas shifting their positions every so often and pushing her into several climaxes. Lassarina was practically limp, wondering how he could have withheld his own peak for so long, when his breathing started becoming for shallow and uneven, a muffled cry coming out with each gasp. She bit down on his neck as he rolled her on top of him, his hands digging into her hips and no doubt bruising her with his iron grip. He thrust up into her rapidly as she gyrated her hips, both of them crying out together loudly as they simultaneously reached their peak.
She lay sprawled across him, breathing just as heavily as he did, their sweat damp bodies glistening from the candlelight. They lay together like that until they managed to catch their breath. She still held Vilkas inside her and relished the feeling, shivering each time he twitched. Extremely light-headed and sleepy, Lassarina rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She murmured happily when she felt him kiss her forehead.
"I love you," she whispered.
"Aye, and I love you," he replied.
"Let's do that again after a we've rested."
His chest rumbled beneath her as he laughed and he lifted her off of himself, spooning her against him. "You're insatiable, aren't you?"
"What can I say, I've been spoiled."
He laughed again and kissed the back of her neck softly. They lay entwined, basking in their aftermath of their coupling and quickly dozing off.
oOo
The Companions returned to Whiterun a week after the wedding, Lassarina and Finverior included, the Bosmer having been offered a place in their ranks. They spent a day resting off their hangovers, while Vilkas and Lassarina kept enjoying their alone time together, only leaving Honeyside to grab a quick bite to eat. Vilkas had his arm around her as they walked through the gates and past Warmaiden's with the rest of their shield-siblings. They were passing Breezehome when Einarr stopped and turned to the newlyweds.
"Alright, this is where we leave you two," he told them.
Both of them looked at Einarr confused.
"What are you talking about, Einarr?" Lassarina asked.
"None of us want to hear the two of you go at it at night," he explained, tossing Vilkas a small, wrapped-up piece of linen. "So I'm going to give you my present now."
Vilkas unfolded the scrap of linen and Lassarina gasped when it revealed a key. The key to Breezehome.
"You're giving us your house?" Vilkas gaped.
"Not permanently," Einarr explained. "Just until you get that house you always talk about built."
"Einarr," Lassarina murmured. "We couldn't-"
"You can and you will."
"But what about Kiraya? It's her house too."
"Papa and I haven't stayed in Breezehome in forever," Kiraya said. "We always stay in Jorrvaskr and all my stuff is over there."
"It's my gift to both of you," Einarr repeated. "I want you both to stay here and enjoy it."
Lassarina's eyes watered and she walked up to her brother, hugging him tightly and burying her face in his shoulder. "Einarr, thank you."
His arms tightened around her. "Anything for you, little sister."
She pulled away and walked back over to Vilkas, smiling happily as they walked up to the door and unlocked it. Once the door swung open, Vilkas lifted her into his arms bridal style and deposited her on her feet once they were over the threshold.
"We'll see you later," Vilkas chuckled as he slammed the door shut.
Lassarina barely smothered a giggle as her husband reached for her, kissing her hungrily and lowering her to the floor. They were married, they had a house of their own, and they were both incredibly happy. She honestly didn't think she could be any happier than she was right at that moment in time. She and Vilkas had suffered a lot to get to this point, and she was determined to make sure it remained that way for the rest of their lives.
This had been such a journey and I'm just so happy that my fictitious child, Lassarina, is finally married! It's just warms my heart, even though I know you're all sad this book is over and the sequel won't be out for at least two weeks...
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