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The Ritual	By : Svb84 Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 795 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ivarr woke first that morning with lyja in his arms,his face was buried in her hair as she rested on his outstretched arm.Feeling her deep even breaths against his palm as he cupped her breast and gently stroking her soft skin with his thumb,he exhaled over her shoulder in comfortable satisfaction.Or at least he would have been if not for how badly he needed to piss.For that though, he would have to wake her and he was enjoying the feeling of her warm skin against his too much to move but his insistent bladder forced his decision.He slid his arm out from under her carefully,trying his best not to disturb her.She murmured quietly in her sleep as he successfully extricated himself.He froze watching her for signs of waking until he was satisfied she still slept then crept quietly over to the bucket in the corner to relieve himself. He walked back toward the bed and slid back in beside her,resting on his elbow.He sighed as he ran his hand over her buttery soft skin,gently pulling her onto her back his eyes raked over her creamy flesh.Lyja muttered something incomprehensible in her sleep making him smile as he ghosted his fingertips over her belly and down to her thighs then stroking his way back up to her breasts.Caressing them gently as he looked down on her,smiling in contentment as he remembered the way they bounced as he fucked her the night before.His cock twitched as he recalled how she had felt beneath him,the way she looked at him as he took her.His hand slid up to her face,trailing his finger along her scar before cupping her cheek as he kissed his lover awake.

Awakening with a small groan as ivarr laid gentle kisses on her face and neck,Lyja’s hand found his wrist as she tried to open her eyes.Smiling as he continued to kiss her,she giggled in amusement as he expanded his assault,attacking her chest and breasts with his lips,squealing as he gently sank his teeth into the soft flesh. “Ivarr!” She laughed as she pretended to wriggle away from him,turning onto her belly. “Where do you think you're going,little rabbit?” He said as he grabbed her hips,pulling her back to him.”No!” She cried out in laughter as he covered her body with his,pinning her arms above her head.Her amusement quieted to anticipation when she felt his hard cock against her ass.Ivarr lowered his mouth to her ear “Do you want to do it again?” he whispered,smiling into her hair when she gave him an emphatic yes.Lyja buried her face into the furs beneath as she smiled in excited anticipation as she felt him prepare to enter her again,she felt him against her as he tried to enter her from behind. “Lift your ass a little,Kanin,” he smiled,giving it a playful slap.Lyja complied,feeling him slip inside her cunt slowly,making her groan quietly into the furs.Ivarr’s eyes rolled as he filled her,gasping quietly as settled atop her.He began to move slow and deep as he held himself up.Lyja groaned as he quickly got into his stride,clapping her ass cheeks loudly.Lyja moaned,her mouth hanging open as her body experienced the most intense pleasure,every stroke hitting her sweet spot,drooling from both ends as his cock melted her mind.Ivarr pushed himself to his knees and grabbed handfuls of her ample ass cheeks as he fucked her hard,slamming into her over and over as she moaned mindlessly beneath him,he pulled out as he approached his peak,furiously stroking his cock.Aiming his come at her round ass cheeks,spurting ropes of his seed as he gasped breathlessly.He looked down on his woman as she lay on his bed gasping for air after he had fucked the life out her,covered in his seed.He placed his hands on her sticky ass and rubbed his cum all over,squeezing and massaging it into her skin,sliding his hands up her back as he spread it around,humming in satisfaction as he marked her as his.Lyja lay in a trembling stupor as Ivarr ran his hands all over her,trying to comprehend the things he had done to her in these last few hours when she felt him lovingly rubbing circles over her asshole with his sticky thumb,she gasped as he pushed it in slowly “What are you doing?” She chuckled as she felt him withdraw “Just testing” he teased.She stretched luxuriantly as she felt Ivarr rolling off of her,giving him a tired smile as he brushed the hair away from her face,“You’re a fucking mess woman” he teased,smiling at her as she hid her face in the furs.Lyja let out a muffled giggle “Who’s faults that,huh” she said,turning to face him.Ivarr chuckled “Your right,I should clean up My mess” slapping her ass as he moved away.

Ivarr stood and walked to the door,going out into the corridor and yelling for the nearest Thrall.Before long a skinny,unkempt Saxon slave scurried up the stairs,keeping his eyes on the floor as Ivarr gave his orders “Fill my bath and bring food,enough for two” he said,still naked and sweating from his earlier exertions.He walked back into the room,leaving the door open behind him.He poured some red wine into a silver goblet and brought it to Lyja,who was now sitting up on the bed.Sitting beside her as he watched her drain the cup,kissing her shoulder and neck passionately,his lusty eyes roving over her exposed flesh.Lyja threw the cup to the floor and pulled him in for a passionate kiss,letting the blanket that covered her breasts fall.They bruised each other’s lips,their kiss all tongues and teeth as they devoured each other.Only coming up for air as they heard an army of servile Thralls climbing the staircase.

The Slaves filled the tub and laid out breakfast on the table,disappearing quickly once they had finished,closing the door behind them.Ivarr rose and filled a goblet,drinking his wine as he went over to the tub testing the temperature before he called Lyja over to join him.He smiled lewdly as he watched her walk towards him “You’re so fucking beautiful Kanin” he said as he stared at her tits.Holding onto her rib cage he lifted her off her feet and into the steaming tub,leaving a kiss on her cheek as he let her sit then he climbed in after her.Ivarr sat with his back against the tub as he watched Lyja bathe,casually sipping on his wine as he enjoyed the show.Gazing lazily,his eyes half closed as she soaped her milky skin,the pendant on her chain tinkling as she rubbed the lather over her full breasts,her soft dusky pink nipples puffy in the hot water.He always felt soft when he looked at her,he knew it was a weakness to feel this way about a woman but he was past caring now.If someone had told him that he would meet such a woman as this,one that could turn his head from glorious Valhalla,he would have laughed in their face and left it bleeding.

Lyja stared at him thoughtfully as she picked up the soap,watching him watching her as she washed their exertions from her skin.Ivarr was ridiculously handsome,his scars only added to his beauty but his eyes were his crowning feature.The clearest blue she had ever seen.She had once thought them cruel and soulless but as she got to know him she realised they shone with intelligence and cunning.She soaped her hair as she smiled at him,letting him watch as her breasts rose and jiggled as she scrubbed her scalp.He put down his cup and reached for her, “You missed a bit” he bit his lip as he massaged her soapy tits whilst she washed her hair.Lyja giggled as she picked up the ladle,rinsing the suds from herself as he ran his hands all over her body.

When she had finished, Lyja edged towards him on her knees as Ivarr looked on. “Come here” Lyja said as she brandished the soap “Why?” He said with a smile “Because I want to play Orlog, why do you think?”.Ivarr rolled his eyes in mock annoyance as he sat up for her,placing his hands on her hips as she lathered her hands.He stared unabashedly at her breasts and the golden pendant that hung between them as she washed the dirt from his skin,sliding her hands over his hairy chest,biting her lip as he flexed his muscles under her hands “Ja,alright.You’re a big strong Vikingr,I know” she teased,smiling as he wiggled his eyebrows “A very sexy Vikingr” she added as her hands slid over his muscular,tattooed stomach “A ridiculously handsome Vikingr” she whispered as her hands drifted beneath the water,finding him hard and ready for her.He stared intently at her as he watched her put her hands on his cock for the first time,her hands were soft and gentle as she touched him carefully, as if she were worried it would bite.Ivarr smiled as the thought entered his head,placing his hands on the side of the tub,he waited for the right time… “Woof!” He shouted suddenly as he bucked his hips toward her,laughing uproariously as she jumped out of her skin,splashing water all over the floor as she floundered. “Bacraut!” Lyja splashed water at him as he cackled “I hate you” she pouted,pushing away his hands as he reached for her. “Come here” he said,bringing her into his arms “I couldn’t resist,I'm sorry” he chuckled,breaking her from her sulk as she giggled with him “You’re not funny” she said as she settled back against his chest.

“Where are we going?” Lyja asked as Una and Halla walked with her down the palace steps. “South,into the forest” Una said as they were helped onto their horses by Hluda and a couple of Thralls “You need to practice and there will be fewer eyes there”.Hluda called to them before they left “Is there anything you would have of me whilst you are gone My Lady?”.Lyja shook her head “Rest Hluda,don’t make work for yourself” They laughed together as Lyja turned her horse and caught up with her Elders.Lyja felt somewhat lighter after her time with Ivarr,more relaxed.He had gone back to the battlefield a few days earlier and she felt his absence keenly,especially at night when she had time to think after spending the day training with Asdis and Inga,who were coming along wonderfully in their studies.Of course,she was too but the stave made summoning so much easier.The staff that was now strapped to her back,completely hers now and no secret that she was Una’s chosen successor,she now received the same deference as Una.It felt strange to have women who were once her peers bow as she walked by,though it was really the stave they were showing respect to,she was too young,inexperienced and untested to deserve it.

Hluda waved them off with a smile that faded quickly as she turned and walked away from the palace and toward the stables,nodding at one of the stable hands she continued on into one of the sheds.Before long she was joined by her five conspirators.All Saxons that had been overlooked,thought to be to inconsequential to be worth the kill,servants and tradesmen that were needed to keep the city running during the Danish takeover of Eorforwic.All brought together by an agent of King Aella,who had remained in the city to spy on the Danes and cause disruption.This opportunity to remove the witches from the battle was too good to miss and would pay more silver than any of them had seen. “Are you sure Hluda?” A tanner from the copper gate market asked “Yes,the forest to the south” Hluda whispered “Three of them including the old witch” The stablehand nodded “This is our chance,we will have no better” he said quietly “We will follow them,Hluda get out of the city when we leave.Head to Bamburgh and let them know we bring precious gifts for the king”.

The Volur stopped at the main gatehouse,waiting to be accompanied on their journey out of the city “I will have them catch you up on the road” the guard said “They will be along shortly”. Una nodded and they continued on through the gates,toward the forest.He watched them go,before he left his post.He went to the mead hall not the barracks,looking about him as he scurried through the market,making sure he was not watched or followed.He sat in a shadowy corner of the hall as he waited for his contact.Soon enough ,a coin purse was dropped before him by an unseen hand,he snatched it up quickly and left the city before his part was discovered.

Lyja stood with the Stave in her hand,clearing her mind as Una had instructed.Breathing deep and even,she was aware of the presence of the spirit,it lurked close by,watchful.Una and Halla also sat by, watching with bated breath as Lyja began to channel.Lyja projected her will towards a clump of brown shrubs while holding a picture in her mind of verdant green foliage. “Spirits of the Earth beneath hear me!” She called,her eyes flicking to Una as she tried to discern if she was saying the right thing,the wording having been completely left to her. “I call to you for aid,come to me,by the power of Yggdrasil I conjure you!”.She felt a rumble in the soil beneath her as the spirits of Earth flocked to the staff.Particles of soil vibrated into the air,floating around her as she concentrated,closing her eyes as she visualised her intent.She imagined her will travelling through the staff into the ground and travelling through the ground into the roots,sending an impulse of energy,urging the plant to awaken and put out its leaves.

“Open your eyes Lyja” Una said with a smile.Lyja was shocked as she saw what she had done,not only had the leaves burst forth but it was in flower and had grown and continued to become larger as it sprouted into life,taking over the clearing in no time at all. “Now,pull it back” Una said “End the spell”.Lyja concentrated her will,creating a pull,visualising the energy flowing back into the Stave,allowing it to dissipate slowly into the air. “Very good Lyja!” Una said as she stood,approaching Lyja with a proud smile.The Volur turned in unison as they heard leaves crackle to their right,realising they were not alone.They were surrounded by men, emerging one by one from the forest.The Volur tried to back away as the men rushed them.Lyja punched and kicked as one of them grabbed her and carried her off.She threw back her head,busting the Saxon bastard in the nose.He dropped her to the ground. As he clutched his streaming nose she tried to crawl away but someone grabbed her ankles dragging her back. “Oi!” She looked towards the shout.Men she vaguely recognised from Eorforwic held Halla and Una’s on their knees,they had swords to their throats.Lyja stopped struggling,letting herself be dragged roughly to her feet.The women were marched at sword point out of the forest,leaving the Stave of Yggdrasil behind in the dirt.

Asdis and Inga stood beneath the arched entrance of the royal palace waiting for Ivarr’s return in the darkness.They had sent word days ago,their message telling of Lyja and the Elders disappearance.A messenger had returned earlier in the day,letting them know Ivarr had left the front and was on his way back to the city with his men.Inga held up her lantern as they heard the thunder of hoof beats on the stone bridge.Ivarr tore up the road on his exhausted horse,his men behind him.He dismounted and stormed up the palace steps towards the Volur “What do you mean she’s missing?” he yelled “How?”.Asdis stepped back as she felt the anger roll off of him “She went out to practice summoning with Una and Halla four days ago,they didn’t return”.Ivarr paced in agitation,passing his palm over his shaved head. “What about their guards?” He asked.Asdis and Inga looked at each other in the lamplight “There were no guards,” Asdis said,her voice trembling with emotion.Ivarr stared into the dark,his form twitching with barely suppressed rage,sending a wave of involuntary movement through his body. “What?” He said between gritted teeth.He didn't wait for an answer,he hurried down the palace steps and climbed onto his sweating horse,riding down into the city to begin his search.
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