Warrior's Welcome. AH/AU. NSFW

This was written for the Klaroline Arbor Day Event on Tumblr. So be aware that this is a NSFW event involving trees!

Klaus is a Viking Warrior. Set in the 900's ish. All human and established/married Klaroline.

I own nothing but what my mind dreams up! Enjoy!


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Niklaus or known to others as, Klaus the Hybrid, sat in the small tavern as his men drank and boasted of their victory. He was called such for his warring opposite sides, the soft-hearted man who showered his family with love and affection and the demonic warrior whose fiery rage and fierce steel blade would tirelessly slice and fell all that stood within his path. It was said that the screams of his foes would ring through the battlefield long after he had cut his way through.

He had always chuckled within the taverns upon over hearing such tales of his feats. Just like in this very moment as a group of nearby men gloated of their leaders might and cunning abilities. His breath suddenly burst from his lips as a busty barmaid plopped her generous rump upon his lap.

Her spindly fingers curled into his long curly mane, eyeing him seductively completely missing the irritated glare he aimed her way. "So, a big strong warrior like you should enjoy the spoils of his battles. Consider me said spoils."

"You know quite well I have a wife. I only live in a half days' ride from here." He attempted to extract her from his person only to have her grip him tighter.

"She has no need to know sweet-cheeks, so how about you take a ride on me instead of your horse?" She wriggled her generous rump in his lap looking at him with disappointed eyes and a sympathetic smile when she found him to be as soft as unbaked bread, "Oh don't you be worrying over that. I can take care of that for ye in a jiffy."

Klaus's eyes rounded first in shock and then in anger as her hand slithered between them take hold of his flaccid member. He promptly stood, unceremoniously dumping her to the floor as he no longer caring if he harmed her. His blade was quickly unsheathed and pointed dangerously at her neck, "You do not touch what does not belong to you."

Huffing she snarled back in an effort to hide her discomfort and fear, "You be that frightened of your own wife?"

He grinned maliciously as he moved the blade's sharp end to her wrist, drawn a bead of blood, "Nay. I fear her not but I honor her well and true. So the next time you or any of these other barmaids decide to tempt fate let it be remembered that whichever digit touches me shall be promptly removed."

Elijah's hand appeared on his arm holding the blade, "Calm yourself brother. She did not know."

Klaus turned his head as he snarled in anger placing his blade back in its sheath, "She knew well enough I am married yet descended upon me like a common trollop."

"Most men would be honored at my company." The barmaid huffed from the dusty floor.

"I am not most men. I love my wife. She is all that my heart and loins will ever crave or need. Or were you fooled by my flaccid shaft?" He chuckled harshly as the barmaid huffed and flounced away.

"Must you always be so crude Niklaus?" Elijah scolded.

Throwing his arms out wide with a dimpled smile Klaus announced, "I am what I am brother. Now, if you will excuse me, the sun is high in the sky which leaves me just enough time to return home before dusk."

"The men are weary brother after such an intense battle. It would better serve them if they were given the day and night for rest before heading back to our home on the marrow."

"Let him be Elijah." One of the drunken warriors chortled from close by, "If I had a love such as he, I would be sitting upon my horse's back and not on this wooden chair surrounded by this lot!" The man was quickly distracted by a lust barmaid swinging her hips as she passed by.

"See dear brother? Even the men agree!" Klaus sauntered backwards towards the tavern doors, "I shall see you all tomorrow my fellow warriors!" He shouted over the din of the establishment, "I am off to see my lovely bride after suffering far too long from the lack of her presence."

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The sun was an hour away from dipping below the horizon as Caroline strolled through the thinning forest behind the cottage she shared with her husband. The berries she had just harvested were nestled with the basket she held within the crook of her arm. With her husband returning home any day now she made it a point to pick the berries at the end of each day, knowing how much he enjoyed them.

The hard dirt path gave way to the thick springy moss covered trail, a giddy smile lighting her lips as she paused to remove her shoes. Securing them within her apron, using it as a makeshift satchel, she tied them to her basket before hopping off the tree stump onto the moss.

Her head fell back with a delighted groan at the feel of the cool soft moss as she wiggled her toes into it. Her mind drifted, as it always did at the first touch of the cushiony plant under her aching feet, wishing there could be a way to cover the hard-wooden floors of their home with something as wonderful as this.

The sudden sound of horse hoofs thudding against the ground pulled her from her reverie. Her hand went to the sharpened blade her husband had gifted to her on their wedding day. The one she had promised to always carry upon her person. Even as she prepared for a possible scoundrel whom would mean her nothing but harm, her heart pounded in excitement as her ears picked up the familiar whinny of the horse.

The sunlight glittered through the trees as the magnificent black stallion barreled down the mossy path towards her. And there sitting proudly upon his back, with a smile so wide she could see it clearly though they were still yards away, was her husband.

Tears of joy filled her eyes as the basket tumbled to the ground, her trembling hands covering her mouth as the horse and rider came to a halt before her. A relieved and happy whisper breathing from her lips, "Niklaus."

Klaus vaulted from the horse and within an instant had his beautiful wife in his arms, his lips crashing against hers as he spun them in a circle. Caroline's fingers grasped tightly into his hair, as her lips and tongue dueled with his in a mighty battle of love.

Coming to a stop Klaus slowly lowered her back to her feet, his dimples shining alongside his elated smile. With her fingers still burrowed within his hair, he brushed the backs of his fingers across her flushed cheek. Reverently whispering, "Caroline."

Her shimmering eyes scanned the parts of his body she could see bringing an amused chuckled from his chest, "I am well My Love I swear it." At her pressed lips, he playfully rolled his eyes before landing back on her lovely face as his grayish-blue eyes grew a shade darker, "Though, if you would care to make a closer inspection of my person, I shall not protest."

Caroline lightly shoved his shoulder with a scoff, "You should count yourself lucky I have missed you far too much to scold you for your roguish ways."

Klaus smirked smugly, his arm tightening around her lower back, yanking her soft luscious body into his lean hard form as he walked her backwards until her back was met with a tree. "Missed me sorely did you My Love?"

Caroline tilted her head sweetly to the side, twirling a lock of his hair around her finger as she pressed her breast further into his chest. A smirk of her own grew as his eyes fluttered shut with a groan, "I see no cause to deny it." Leaning up on her tip toes she swiped her tongue over the cord of his neck. Her warm breath bringing shivers to him as she uttered, "Did you miss me My Love?"

"Grievously my beautiful Love." He swore beneath his breath as she rolled her hips against his rapidly swelling shaft while nipping her teeth at the skin of his neck.

"You were gone for far too long Niklaus. How ever did you manage without seeking out your pleasure?" She asked coyly as she continued moving her lips and teeth over his exposed skin while beginning to remove his outer layer of clothing.

Klaus pushed his hands between their bodies, feeling her chest begin to heave as he slowly began unlacing the ties at the front of her dress. "Oh, I found the time my lustful wife." He pulled back slightly to watch in avid interest as his war roughened hands parted the top of her dress to reveal her creamy pump breast to his gaze. The rosy pointed tips, begging for his attention, had his mouth watering. Grasping her right leg behind her knee, hitching it over his hip, his fingers began trailing a path towards her honeyed center.

"I would wait until the men had fallen asleep around the fire before escaping to the stream when the shear need for you would become too much." Klaus licked his lips at the picture she made before his very eyes. Her lovely breasts left open to the air for him to see, her cheeks flushed in arousal, her lips trembling and her hips undulating more and more the closer his fingers inched to her core. "I would take my hardened shaft into my palm, thinking of nothing but the pleasures we have shared as I spilled my seed to the forest floor."

Her breath hitched at the picture he painted in her mind's eye. If the villagers or their families knew of the sinful things she thought of and enjoyed they would surely shun her. His fingers reached her patch of curls that hid her aching folds from his touch just as he leaned in close, his scruff scratching deliciously against the soft skin of her cheek as he huskily asked, "And how did you fare without my touch Caroline?"

Without waiting for a response, he plunged two fingers into her soaking core, both having to pause for a moment at the erotic feeling. Caroline moaned as he slowly withdrew his fingers only to plunge back into her silky depths, hooking his fingers to rub her inner walls with each pass.

Blindly Caroline found the ends of his tunic, pulling it open sharply before pressing her naked breasts to his skin. The heat of his skin, the rasp of her nipples brought on by the thrusts of his fingers deep within her had her careening over the egde with a desperate cry of his name.

But Klaus was nowhere near done. He greedily prolonged her high, swirling his thumb over her swollen nub as he continued crooking his fingers inside of her. He bent down slightly, taking her pleading nipple into his watering mouth pulling yet another keening cry from her lovely lips as she found her pleasure yet again.

Caroline frantically grasped at any part of him she could reach, his tunic falling to the ground in her lustful heat. She knew she was leaving welts upon his back due to the pressure of her nails but she could not find the will to care. Not with how much more pleasurable his hands felt than her own.

Her eyes popped open wide, her mouth falling with a silent shocked cry as he nibbled lightly on her nipple sending her spiraling over the edge for the third time.

She gasped in awe as his glorious and welcomed assault did not stop there. His hand wetly smacking against her inner thighs, his growling mouth still suckling at her breast like a starved man. Not quite sure how much more she would be able to take, wanting to have him yet again this night upon their bed and not the tree she was currently pressed firmly against. She slid her hand between them, ripping the tie of his pants open, feeling his hot, heavy shaft fall into her waiting palm.

As she pumped him softly within her palm his movements faltered, his head falling to her breast with a muttered curse and her name.

Klaus raised his head, looking at her wildly through desirous eyes. Knocking her hand away he quickly shucked his pants, hiking up the skirt of her dress as he picked her up with her legs wrapping tightly around his waist. His lips crashed to hers right as his ridged shaft plunged into her soaking core.

Their groans and cries of pleasure echoed through the trees. The bark bit into her back harshly but Caroline could not find the will to care when he was burying himself into her repeatedly.

Their bodies trembled and shook, their voices cracking as Caroline's walls gripped him tightly, her most intense climax yet washing over her. Her scream of his name cracked as his hoarse shout of hers signaled his overwhelming release.

His shaft still twitched deep inside her as Klaus let her legs fall numbly to the ground. His strong shaking arms caging her in to help to aid them both in staying standing.

Staring in each other's eyes they smile breathlessly, "Welcome home Niklaus. I love you."

His dimples cut into his cheeks as he replied, "As I you my lovely Caroline." He tested his weight on his legs only to find them still wobbly, "Let us catch our breath before we head off towards home." His devilish smirk telling her more than his words ever could at what was in-store this evening, "And then the true warrior's welcome can begin."

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So that happened! Happy Arbor Day! Plant a tree…so Klaus and Caroline can um…knock it down. LOL.

Personal Note:

I took a lovely me-cation last week. I was able to go about my days at my own pace, and that was just heavenly! As most of you seen I was able to get the first chapter of Above It All done and posted at that time and I also wrote this little gem. I came back home feeling more connected with myself than I have in a very long time. I highly recommend taking a couple day me-cation! I plan to make this a yearly event. Just me and my computer as I write and just move at my own pace. I have spent the past week with my hubby and kiddos. Doing some work around the house and just having a blast with them. It's been a very refreshing two weeks after so many stresses and ups and downs lately. I plan to get back on track with writing again next week! So look for updates here as well as with AIA and The Girl! Thank you all again so much for reading and reviewing. I promise to get to answering your reviews back ASAP!