I want to say I am very sorry for the long wait. I finally became an adult and got a job along with other circumstances. Also i am very sorry if the beginning of this chapter sucks dildos. I had all this shit written and it was dramatic interesting and moving but then my computer decided it didnt like it and deleted it. So I had to rewrite most of it and... yeeeeah.. so I REWROTE IT AGAIN! Thanks for all the favorites/Follows, the make my heart weep..And apache if you pm I would love to hear you story and ideas. :3
In the few months he was enslaved by the older man, Toki decided he was in love. Maybe it the way his nightly lovers would scream his name in ecstasy while Toki sat and waited outside. Or the way Skwisgaar would attack and berate him when he was to slow when the played their instruments together.
Toki had caught himself staring far to long when the the blonde bathed or stared off into space. The far away look on his master's face was his favourite. He could tell what he was thinking about with the expression on his face he had when he thought. A proud smile for a recollection of his late night escapade, a deep set scowl when he had another town meeting, a sad frown when one Elis' children is sick, a sneer for everything else. But there was one look Toki could not place. It compelled him to stare at the older man to try and dig inside his brain. Why would the older man have a soft smile tug at his lips?
Another thing Toki loved was they way the older man slept. He looked so different. Not the proud overpowering god he was when he was awake. No when he was a sleep he looked as innocent as a child. Toki would scoot closer when the older man could would not notice. Close enough to feel each others body heat but not close enough to touch. If he was feeling bold he would slip an arm around the waist of the older man or lay his head on the older man's chest.
He would always awake before the Skwisgaar and begrudgingly untangle himself without the other knowing. He did try to linger before he did the daily chores. He would then get up and gather all the clothes for the washing and the feeding of Ettøye, who now was mostly full grown and came up to Skwisgaar's of course wouldn't feed the wolf the clothes, that would be silly.
After he fed her he would wash the clothes in the lake while she laid her head on his thigh. He would often sing songs of his home country when no one was around. It made him feel calmer and happy. He would never notice peering eyes watching him carefully with concern. He would never see a sad smile that tugged at the lips of a Viking moved by his song. And he would never once knew why Skwisgaar would place his own warm cloak upon his shoulders. When Toki would turn to see the older man, all he saw was golden hair making a fast retreat to their shared home. Toki would finish washing the clothes and return home, always to find it empty. He would take his time to finish cleaning and hopefully make breakfast while he waited his master to come back home.
"It's not the size of your long ship that matters" Skwisgaar leans over to his future bedmate.
'' it's how well you invade with it?"
She giggled and batted her eye lashes before responding.
"I would love to go and invade some Southern lands" She leaned and pressed her breast against his chest.
Skwisgaar led her out of the hall and towards his home laughing and stumbling most of the way. There were close to the house when Skwisgaar heard a blood curdling scream. He slowly turned his head in the screamer's direction.
"You have to be fucking kidding me" Skwisgaar whispered under his breath.
Not only was Toki was running down a hill towards them, but he was running towards them with Ettøye in his arms and a pack of 50 or more wolves chasing after him. Each trying to claim a limb.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY" the younger man yelled at the wolves , nearly falling in the process. He picked up his speed again and barrelled down towards the house.
Skwisgaar noticed that the speed he was going there was no way in Toki would be able to slow down , so he had to act fast. He pushed his date out of the way, and Skwisgaar jumped into a nearby bush. The speeding Norwegian ran past moments later, followed by the pack of wolves. He ran inside the house and slammed the door. The wolves still did not let up, they scratched and slammed the bodies into the door. They stalked around the house for a few moments before they lost interest and wander back into the woods.
Skwisgaar stood and dusted himself off. No broken bones, dirt or scratches, he was fine. Sadly his date wasn't as lucky. Skwisgaar pushed her right into a puddle of mud. He tried to give her a hand but she abruptly stood and glared at the man responsible for her soiled clothes.
"I... Uh... oh. Aaah... oops" He offered a nervous smile. She offered a slap to the face, and stormed off down the hill back to the village.
Annoyed Skwisgaar stormed into the house bent on getting some answers. Toki was on the floor playing with Ettøye. Skwisgaar noted that there was blood smeared everywhere, even on the wolf's belly.
"Toki. Do you mind telling me what in the name of Odin you were doing out there?"
Toki stopped and looked at the angered Viking.
"Oh! Well um, you see. Little Ettøye is in heat. And she got out this morning, so I went out to find her. And when I did.. there was a group of wolves attacking her. So. I had to rescue her. The wolves werent really happy about it" Toki turned his face away. Skwisgaar had a look of absolute disgust.
"So.. all this" he gulped "Blood is her-"
"NO! no no no no no" Toki waved his arms wildly. "She only spots." He looked up and down his bloodied arm and leg.
"I guess I got kinda roughed up. Just a bit" He smiled slightly embarrassed at the mess. Skwisgaar scoffed.
"Didn't you stab wound barley heal?" Skwisgaar walked over to shelves where he stored the medicine and began looking for the wound salve. Toki's wound did heal. It became a nice thick scar he would tell his children about, if he wasn't in love with his master.
"You know, I am starting to think you like the smell of this salve." Skwisgaar returned to Toki with a smirk. Toki tried to sit up but was hindered by a sharp pain on his chest. Skwisgaar pulled him up and helped balance him as they walked towards the bed. Skwisgaar laid Toki down and lifted his shirt up to expose his chest.
Toki's chest was litter with cuts and scratches, but nothing was too deep. He took a small wet cloth and began cleaning the tiny wounds. Though they were small Toki still took a sharp intake of breath when they were touched. Once they were deemed clean Skwisgaar placed a small amount of salve on each cut.
"This stuff smells like Ymer's shit." the younger man complained.
"I say it's just as bad as his cow's" Skwisgaar joked.
"Do you think if we eat nothing but salt, it would smell this bad?"
"No... but I don't know about finding Bure submerged inside. You could give it a try" He chuckled at his on wittiness. He patted Toki to instruct him to remove the shirt. The younger man obeyed and sat awaiting further instructions.
"Yuck. Sometimes I feel like your mother."Skwisgaar examined a rather large bite on Toki's shoulder. He determined he wouldn't need it to be sewn up and began cleaning the wounds.
"You would make a very pretty- OW!" Toki yelped when the blonde not so lightly pressed on the bite.
"You have a very sharp tongue for a slave" Skwisgaar harrumphed and went back to salve.
"Oh, come now. Do you even considered me a slave?" Toki really did not know where the question was going but his heart sped up when Skwisgaar stopped to think.
The blonde did not really have an answer for Toki. In fact the younger man really did not even do anything. Skwisgaar was too much of a perfectionist to let him cook or clean much, so he just let him run wild. Of course on occasion he would send Toki out to run a few errands but, that was more to get the younger man out of his hair for a while. When they went out in public Skwisgaar always made sure he was on some rope but that was only for appearances, when they returned back to their house it was just like they were good friends or eve family. Skwisgaar was stunned when he thought of his house as THEIR house. Skwisgaar was not really fond of sharing, but for Toki he would give him almost always half of everything.
"No.. You are not really a slave" The blonde smiled "You are more of a lazy free loader"
Toki was almost certain his master was going to say something kind or caring, but that moment was lost with the falling snow.
"Well! You are a slut! And not a handsome one either" Toki let a big huff of air and crossed his arms like a child.
"And now you are being a child" Skwisgaar raised an eyebrow in amusement. Toki turned his face the other direction with his nose up in the air. He did not even want associate with the taller man. HE did most of the chores in the house, HE was rented out to neighbours for hard laborious tasks and never once complained, HE washed the older man's pants and clothes in the ice cold temperatures of winter and HE braided the older man's hair over and over until it was too his liking! In his opinion Skwisgaar was being ungrateful.
"What? Are you going to ignore me now?" When Skwisgaar received no answer he was irked. He rose and grabbed his cloak and stormed outside. He was to frustrated to really pay attention he dd not notice a huge chunk of the ground was covered with ice. He slipped and fell right into the puddle his date had fallen into earlier.
Now he was angry. He had no late night lover, his SLAVE was ignoring him and now he was covered in mud. He had only one person to blame for these events.
"TOOOOOOOOKIIIIIII!" He cried out.
Toki who was half into a shirt burst out the door fearing that wolves had returned. To his surprise he was greeted with a very angry Viking in a puddle of mud. He could not resist the temptation to laugh. In fact he howled with laughter, he almost fell over.
Skwisgaar did not appreciate the younger man laughing at his pain so he grabbed Toki by the shirt that was hanging around his neck a forced him down in the mud. At least he wasn't laughing anymore.
"Hey! I just washed these!" Toki glared at the older man. How dare he! It is not like he can go every day to the lake and wash clothes. Ettøye thought they were playing and pounced on Toki laying him flat out in the mud.
" Ettøye! Agh! No! I am not playing!" He couldn't help but laugh. The wolf was full of so much energy, even for being a gimp. When he was finally able to pushed her away he made a move to rise but was intercepted by a pouncing Viking.
"Say you are sorry!" Skwisgaar demanded. He pinned down Toki, but made sure his body did not touch the wounds on his stomach.
"For what?" Toki was confused. It was Skwisgaar who got himself into this mess, why did he have to apologize?
"For calling me pretty!"
Oh. Well how could Toki lie, Skwisgaar was in fact pretty, if not beautiful. During the trips to the merchants he had caught several men staring at his master.
"But you are-" Toki closed his mouth when he saw death in the older man's eyes.
"Fine. You are not pretty!" Toki spat. "No will you get off of me?"
Skwisgaar had an evil grin placed on his face.
"No.. I don't think so."
"W-why not?" Toki could feel his face getting warm. It was to close to a fantasy having the older man above him.
"Because, your apology was not sincere. Say I am sorry, great and Powerful Skwisgaar and I Toki am a pretty woman"
Now that was taking it to far. He could say he is sorry, but he would never call himself a woman.
"Fuck You!" He spat out again as he tried to wiggle free of the older man's hold. Toki may have had the strength to push him off but Skwisgaar had the advantage of his positioning.
"If you really want to." The blonde teasingly lowered his body directly above Toki's. Not low enough to touch but enough to trick the brain into anticipating it.
"STOP IT!" Toki was getting really uncomfortable, But the taller man refused to let up.
"I could stay in this position for days. Ask the ladies I bring home." Skwisgaar smirked. "All you have to do is say it"
"Never!" Toki's pride refused to back done. If Skwisgaar wanted to get a cold, so be it.
The snow continued to fall around them as the time passed. Toki continued to struggle and Skwisgaar kept him pinned. The sun was almost down when Skwisgaar's arms gave out and he landed on top of the younger man.
The older man's faced landed right on top of Toki's. Their lips missing by mere centimeters.
"Why don't you get off?" Toki attempted to get the older man off but had no luck succeeding.
"My arms went numb" Skwisgaar mumbled. He tried to push himself up but his arms would not move.
"Fuck! Toki! My arms!"Skwisgaar was worried. He couldn't live without his arms, he had to warm them up now. Toki mustered all his strength to push himself and his master up. He grabbed the older man and put him back on his feet. Skwisgaar ran straight away to the heated out door bath. He had no way of taking off his clothes so he just jumped right in. He submerged his torso underwater until he was able to feel a sharp tingle in his arms. He brought his hands up above the water and tried move them. They were slow and a little wobbly but he had saved them. He sunk lower into the water ignoring that his clothes were still caked in mud.
Toki walked over and undressed. He dipped himself in the warm water waded over to Skwisgaar.
"So much for your ability to stay there all night." Toki giggled.
"Oh shut up.." Skwisgaar tried to sound threatening but it came off as a tired sigh. He was happy that his arms were not going to fall off. Toki waded right next to older man and began to massage his of his arms.
"What are you doing?" Skwisgaar asked he tried to pull his arm back but they still were weak.
"You have to get the blood circulating again. Just soaking in warm water won't get all the feeling back into your arms." Toki stated annoyed.
Skwisgaar relented and let the younger man massage his arms. He softly hummed as he relaxed. The feeling in his arms were gradually coming back. He wiggled his fingers and smiled at how they moved. He watched the concentrated look on the brunette's face. It was the exact same face he had when he would was clothes or chop up vegetables while trying to not slice off his fingers. The younger man always tried not to ruin anything so he would make sure all his concentration was put into what ever he did. Even if he wasn't good at it.
"Thank you, Toki." Skwisgaar barely whispered his appreciation.
"Huh?" Of course Toki could not hear what the blonde was saying but he knew he said something.
"I said that's enough. I can feel my fingers" Skwisgaar pulled his arm back and pulled himself out of the bath. The moment his body hit the ice cold air he froze. Getting into a warm bath in ones clothes was a horrible idea. He wrapped his arms around his body and tried to make the short distance back to the house. He didn't get very far when he started to shiver uncontrollably.
Toki got out of the bath and walked towards the older man. He pulled his body closer to his own and walked towards the house. Skwisgaar wanted to object but the heat that was radiating off the younger man was far to good to pass up. Once inside Toki made a fire right away. Skwisgaar peeled off his wet clothed and placed them by fire pit.
Toki fished out some bread form the storage and threw one half at the blonde as he ate the other half. They both were now nude trying to warm up. Sadly they didn't have any extra clothes due to the fact Toki was chased by wolves instead of finishing up the laundry. They had plenty of blankets though.
Skwisgaar silently wished Toki would forget about the blankets. He was admiring the muscular build of the younger man. He could see every scratch, cut and bite the wolves left scattered all over the body. The real thing that unnerved him was the scars that littered the back. Skwisgaar had learned about Toki's father and his religious ideas. He had tried to whip the pagan out of him along with any sins he was thought to have committed. Toki told him about when he ran away, how he felt free despite having to live in a forest in the winter.
Skwisgaar stared at Toki wondering if that was the reason why the cold did not affect him as much. He had been in colder maybe?
Toki was crouched down and poking the fire when he noticed Skwisgaar had been staring at him .
"Is something wrong?" He asked the older man.
"Ye-e-e-s im f-f-f-f-r-fr-freeezing" Skwisgaar's teeth chattered.
"Well. I am trying the hardest I can with this fire." He poked at it again. A huge chunk of wood broke off and embers flew throughout the pit. The flames grew large and wild. The house had almost became instantly warmer. Toki's smile was a big toothy grin as he looked at the flames triumphantly.
"Toki..." Skwisgaar called. The warmth was relaxing and he was very tired.
"Hmm?" Toki was still preoccupied with the flames.
"Come sit with me."
Skwisgaar did not know or cared for that matter why he felt the need for the younger man's companionship, he just sat patiently on the bed for Toki to sit next to him.
"Okay?" Toki softly walked over to the bed and sat. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around him and Skwisgaar. The older man did not say anything, he just sat staring at the flames in the middle of the room.
The flames were dancing wildly and free. They moved with such an intense passion as if the were fighting or making love. His fingers began to twitch for his lyre but he was to tired to play. They tapped nervously on his knee that was covered by the blanket.
Toki was happy that he was sitting next to Skwisgaar. His thoughts were a jumbled mess and the silence gave him a chance to at least figure out what the fuck had happened outside. He could feel the weight of the older man above him, his stomach was filled with a small fluttery feeling. He scooted a little closer to his master enjoying the warmth between them.
Skwisgaar instinctively put an arm around Toki. He shocked himself, but let his arm stay. He pulled the younger man closer. He felt the thick webbing of scars press against his chest and let himself feel empathy for the younger man. Spending cold winters outside working or even living in the snow. But Toki still smiled everyday while he worked or played with their wolf. The younger man was a marvel, he confused Skwisgaar. A yawn took over Skwisgaar's thoughts.
"Toki" his voice was filled with exhaustion.
"Hm?" Toki took his attention of the flames and looked at the face of his master.
"Tell me..." Yawn ".. another story" Skwisgaar's head dropped onto to Toki's shoulder and sleep slowly overtook him. His eye lids fluttered shut as Toki's soft words filled his mind. He didn't understand half the story Toki was telling but it had Thor, his cat and Jormungand. He heard Toki giggle at some parts but he was to tired to pay attention to what.
Once he heard Skwisgaar's soft snores Toki decided to lay the older man down. Toki admired the older man's sleeping form. His blonde hair formed a golden halo around his angelic face. The ever constant sneer was never present on the older man's face. He looked so much younger when he slept, he looked peaceful, and beautiful. Toki saw his chance to steal a kiss. He took a breath and slowly leaned in. Their lips were lightly touching when the fluttery feeling came back. Toki wanted to stay attached to the older man all night but, sadly it had to end. Before he was about to let up he felt the older man lightly kiss back.