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Title: Viking chapter 3
Author: Low Fat Cottage Ce ake aka Na-paj
Disclaimer: shakes magic 9 ball (yes 9 ball) “Will I ever own GW?"
9 ball say: Don't count on it!
Not beta-ed if you see any boo-boo's please let me know, k?
For full warnings and stuff please see introduction chapter.
*emphasis*
Viking
Chapter 3
Na-paj
Heero huddled, numb with cold and miserable, on the planked deck of the dragon
ship, beneath the meager protection of the tent Duo had ordered erected for he and J.
Duo’s flagship, DeathScythe. Was the largest of the five. Heero had learned much
about these fierce Viking warriors since being taken from his home and dragged
aboard Duo's ship. Heero had not known what to expect once he lost sight of land.
He had never been so far from the coast before, or with men who both hated and
feared him.
He was grateful for J's company, for Duo had all but ignored him once they set
sail. He had expected to be set upon and raped. But no one had touched him,
though he sometimes caught Duo glaring at him as if would like to wring his neck.
He had greatly appreciated the tent and the measure of privacy it provided.
They had been at sea five days when the first storm struck. The ship was tossed
about like a cork, blown hither and yon by the capricious wind.
Heero and J huddled together beneath the meager canvas shelter, praying that the
wind and waves would no rip them away from beneath it.
J was pale as a ghost. During the height of the storm he had staggered to the
side of the ship to vomit. When he returned he collapsed beside Heero, moaning
and clutching he stomach. Though queasy himself. Heero knew he had to do
something to ease J's suffering.
He searched through his medicine chest until he found a small vial containing
Valerian, a potion often given to ease distress. Then he left the shelter in search
of fresh water.
Poised at the tiller of his wind-tossed ship, Duo saw Heero leave
the tent and experienced a moment of fear.
He knew that Heero's small body was no match for the violent elements and
he watched in trepidation as Heero inched his way across the wind swept deck.
Just then, Duo became aware of a great clamor that rose up among the crewmen
when they saw Heero.
" 'Tis the witch! He has cursed us! Throw him overboard!!."
One of the crew men seized Heero and lifted him above his head, intending
to pitch him into the sea. Duo's heart pounded furiously as he left the tiller,
shoving and pushing his way through to Heero.
" Put him down," He ordered with cold fury. " The youth id my thrall, no one is
to touch him but me. It does no please me to kill him." Ulm stepped forward,
his _expression ruthless, hard. " the boy is a witch, Duo. He has called
Thor's fury down upon us. We will all die."
" We have all faced storms, some worse then this," Duo scoffed. " My ship is
in no danger. Deathscythe rides the waves with ease. Go back to your stations.
Even as I speak the storm abates."
Heero was lowered to none to gently, to his feet, as the men returned to their
chores, grumbling about witches and spells. Duo grasped Heero's arm and dragged
him back to the shelter.
" What were you doing out there?" He demanded to know. " You could have
been swept overboard. My men think you caused the storm." He eyed Heero
suspiciously. " Did you?"
" Nay! I did not! Let me go! I needed water to mix with a potion for J, he is ill."
" Stay here, I will fetch the water. The men are riled enough, seeing you only
makes it worse."
A few moments later Duo returned with a horn filled with water. He handed it to
Heero, then turned his attention to J.
" What's wrong with him?" he asked.
"He is sea sick. I found a potion in the medicine chest to ease the symptoms,
but I needed water in which to mix it." Heero explained as he poured a few drops
of liquid from the vial into the horn. Then he knelt beside J, lifted his head and put
the horn the old wizards lips. After J took a few sips he closed his eyes and
appeared to drift off to sleep.
" What did you dive him?" Duo asked. " What matter of magic have you brewed?"
" No magic." Heero returned. " 'Tis merely an infusion of valerian to ease his
stomach. All healers know of this remedy."
Duo stared at the youth before him. Even wet and bedraggled, Heero was lovely.
His captivating eyes seemed to reach into his very soul. Duo tried to look away
but could not. His fingers itched to touch Heero's face, his hair, find the sensitive
places on the boy's body and memorize them.
Duo had tried to ignore him these past five days, with little success. he should
take Heero now and ease his lust between the youth's white thighs.
The only thing that stopped him was knowing that once would not be enough.
" Why are you looking at me like that?" Heero asked.
" How am I looking at you?"
" You are staring at me like you did that first night you found me bathing in the
stream." Heero retreated a step but there was no where to go.
Duo's gaze did now waver, this was the first time he had been alone with Heero
since he had set eyes on him. Despite the fact that nearly thirty men were toiling
against the storm a few feet away, and that the wizard was sleeping near by, he felt
if no one else existed but Heero.
" Do you fear me, Heero?" Duo asked when he saw the youth beneath the intensity
of his gaze.
" N-n-nay."
" You should. Vikings are the most feared of all men. Many call us crazed savages.
Berserkers. Pirates. We are all those things and more"
He stalked Heero into a corner. " I could squeeze your scrawny neck with one
hand if I were of mind too." Duo nearly laughed when he saw Heero raised his
pointed little chin in blatant challenge.
" What is stopping you?" Heero asked boldly.
" Those seductive midnight eyes, for one," Duo muttered. " If I kill you , I fear
I will be damned forever. But I am stronger then you. One way or another I will force
you to release me from your spell."
Duo gave the boy a hard look.
" You are my slave. I can gorge myself on your sweet flesh if it pleases me to do so.
Once I am sated, perhaps the spell will be broken and I will be free of your enchantment."
" You are mad! If I were a witch I would never cast a spell upon a Viking, a man
universally feared and despised."
Duo's jaw tightened and his brows drew together in a fierce frown.
" I do not thyou you despise me at all, Heero. I remember the heat of your kiss, the
provocative curves of your body. The memory seduces me even in my dreams.
To Heero's horror, Duo reached for him, dragging his slight body against that powerful
chest. Duo had removed his mail; Heero felt the remarkable hardness of sinew and
muscles against his chest. Then all thought ceased as Duo grasped a handful
of soft thick earth brown hair and pulled Heero's face to his.
His mouth came down hard on the youth's, bruising Heero's lips. Heero opened
his mouth to rage against the indignity and found it filled with the Viking’s tongue.
Heero felt helpless, completely and utterly possessed by this fierce sea raider.
The assault upon his emotions stole his breath and sent blood pounding through
his veins. Heero was surprised when he felt Duo's lips soften and gentle;
he had expected brutality but found startling pleasure instead.
What manner of man was this fierce Viking? Tender one moment and
intimidating the next. Duo thrust his loins against him, making
Heero aware of his rampant lust. His staff was fully distended and throbbing.
Heero moaned as Duo slid his hands down to his firm buttocks, pulling
the youth flush against him.
Heero offered resistance but Duo quelled it with the sheer strength of his
determination. His hands skimmed Heero's hips and waist slowly moving inward,
to ease between their bodies.
Heero could stand no more of this...this molestation. He grasped a double hand
full of the Viking’s thick braided rope of copper-chestnut hair and yanked with
all his might. Duo broke off the kiss with a groan and a curse. Heero tried to break
free of the Viking’s arms, but Duo was immovable, much stronger then he.
A mass of muscle, brawn and tenacity. When he started to lower Heero to the deck,
the youth protested violently.
" God help me! Nay, Viking cease!"
" You are my slave, Heero. I will have you now."
God must have heard Heero's cry, for the deck heaved beneath them and water washed
through the tent, nearly sweeping them away. Lightning flashed. the wind howled
and the sea surged. The ship traveled up one trough and down another, buffeted from
every direction, sending men and sea chests sliding across the wet deck.
"Thor, save us!" Duo cried, sending Heero a dark look. "Tis true! you *are* a witch
Virtue. He prayed for forgiveness and lie.
“ If that is what then you think then, Aye tis true.”
Duo paled, but was allowed no time to consider the implications of the youth’s reply.
He was needed immediately at the tiller. He was the only man aboard with the experience to lead them safely through the storm.
“Tis far from finished between us, Heero.” Duo promised in parting.
“You did well to resist him, Heero.”
Heero glanced down at J. He was not sleeping as he had thought. The wizard’s eyes were open, his burning gaze fastened to Heero’s face.
“ You heard?”
“Aye, and saw too. Tis as I predicted. The Viking believes you have bewitched him, but in truth tis much more. He is a hard man, Heero. There will be difficult times ahead for you. But one day Duo the Relentless will recognize your worth and open his heart to you.”
“ Nay, I do not wish it. Why; J? Why must it be the Viking? Is there naught I can do to change the course of fate? I do not want the Viking. He is too strong and powerful. He wants to make me his whore. "
" In the fullness of time you will be everything to him, Heero." Before Heero could question this strange remark, sleep once again claimed J. Heero mused over J's words. How could he be every thing to Duo, when the man believed him to be a witch?
None of this made since.
* * *
A week later the dragon ships made land fall an the western coast of Scotland. They
sailed up a river and erected tents on the beach, fill their water bags, made an
evening meal of fresh game, then sailed away the following morning without
encountering a single soul.
Heero and J shared a tent, they were fed gurdginly by men who both eyed them
with fear and revulsion. Heero knew the Viking's blamed him for the frequent storms
they had encountered and they wished Duo had slain him.
Days passed, the sea was monotonous and unchangeable, except the brief periods
of rain and storms. The dragon ships made brief stops on the Isle of Skye and
the Orkney's to replenish their water supply and feast on fresh meat.
On Skye, Ulm plundered a nearby monastery that yielded gold, silver and captives.
The plunder was stored below the planked decks and the captives were divided
among the other four dragon ships. Heero felt a pang of pity for the poor monks, who would no doubt be sold into slavery.
Before they left the Orkney's, Duo informed Heero that the next landfall would be
his home land.
"Prepare yourself, slave. " Duo warned " My father and brother will not welcome
you. They will think me crazed for bringing you to our home. I can only guess what
my Betrothed will say."
" You are betrothed?" Heero asked, wondering why he should be surprised. Most
men Duo's age were either wed or betrothed.
" Aye. I am to wed Relena the Fair. Why are you not wed?, True you are young, but
you are old enough to have a mate."
Heero flushed. It was true. Most people wed at thirteen. If they were breeders or
wed to breeders they would have several sons or daughters by Sixteen, his age now.
But Odin had not insisted that he wed when he came of age. He instead learned all
he could from J and kept his father company when his mother died.
" There was no one I wished to wed." Heero explained. " And my father did not push
me to wed. I am a healer. My gifts are better utilized without a mate and children
vying for my attention."
" Are you saying there has never been anyone whom you have been attracted?"
Heero gazed past Duo, recalling Solo (*smirk*), the brave young man who had died
while saving him during a freak winter gale that had blown in from the sea and
nearly swept Heero away with the tide.
Solo was a gentle and kind soul. Heero may have wed him, if he had not been carried
out to sea and lost.
A surge of jealousy jolted Duo. Heero's _expression has turned wistful and he
wondered who has stolen this beautiful youths heart.
" So there was someone, why did you not wed? Duo asked.
" He is dead."
" Did you love him?"
" Perhaps."
" What kind of answer is that?!" Duo demanded.
"Tis all you are going to get." Heero replied, carefully hiding his smirk.
" Did you gift him with your virginity before he died?"
" If I did, tis none of your concern, viking."
Duo gave him a smile that did not reach his eyes. " Tis no account. Soon I will find
out for my self, Will I?"
?"
" I think not, Viking."
" We shall see, Witch."
* * *
That was the last time Duo had spoken to Heero until DeathScythe and the other
dragon ships sailed up the fjord and docked at the trading town of Kaupang.
It was late summer.
Heero had no idea what he would encounter in Duo's homeland, but he never
expected to see a thriving town, bustling with people and activity. The mesmerizing
sight of towering snow caped mountains outlined against clear blue skies captivated
him.
" Heero will ride with me." Duo announced " J can follow on foot with Ulm and the
others."
Heero followed Duo onto the narrow dock, gazing with interest at the assortment
of houses and buildings hugging the banks of the fjord.
" Tis a fine town. " Heero said as he looked his fill.
When they reached the place where Duo's horse awaited his master, Duo lifted
Heero with ease as if he weighed no more than air, onto the the large animal's
back then leaped up behind him.
The horse reared then shot forward. Moments later they were racing through the
countryside. Heero found himself pressed between Duo muscled thighs. The
Viking's arms holding him tightly, lest he be thrown to the ground.
Duo rode with wild abandon, which did not surprise Heero in the least.
Duo the Relentless generated excitement. He did everything with vigor, and
passion, and he had a zest for life that made everyone else pale in comparison.
Duo was intensely aware of every curve of Heero's body, pressed so intimately
against his. Heat suffused him. His loins stirred, blood pounded through his veins.
He had to be under a spell, he reasoned , for he could not recall ever being so
obsessed with anyone, man or woman.
His arms tightened around Heero, pulling the resisting youth's body against the
muscular hardness of his. Duo could no remember when anything had felt better
then the warm body now pressed against him.
" You needn't hold me so tightly." Heero complained " Or ride so wildly. Are you
trying to kills us both?"
Duo gave a laugh of pure enjoyment. " Do no worry, Witch. I can control this beast.
Just as I will control you. One day I will break the spell you have placed upon me,
and when I do, your magic and enchantments will have no teeth."
" I am of no threat to you." Heero claimed.
Duo gave the youth a look that conveyed without words, unbearable fascination. For
an entire year, Duo had suffered Heero's enchantment, his spells, the bedevilmentof Dof Duo's mind and body. Heero had lured him to the island, bared his body then
cast his spell.
Duo knew he should have killed Heero and freed himself, but something inside him
had balked at slaying a youth with powers he did not understand. Duo was still
lost in thought when Heero spied a collection of buildings built of rough pine logs
sporting pitched roofs of either straw or turf.
There were so many buildings that it looked like a small village.
they had arrived at Duo's home
tbc...
This chapter was longer but I though that right here is a good place to stop.
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