A Lustful Night

They both had plenty of things to give to each other; Brant was just taking a long time to think about it. He wanted to tell her a big secret, but he could not find the correct ways to say it. Then, he felt his head for a while and turned his face from Lagertha so he could have time to explain himself. All he could think about was her sublime body standing before his face, and he had all kinds of things going on in his head. Suddenly, Lagertha realized what he truly wants, and she started holding the top of her shirt.

"Oh. You want me to do... that. I understand now," Lagertha said. Brant had his eyes closed and began shaking his head to force himself back into reality.

Come on. All I wanted to do was talk. Why is that so difficult? Brant thought. He did not realize Lagertha was slowly taking her clothes off in front of him, and she did not move a single step.

"You know, I'm not used to doing something like this. If this is not your first time, don't worry. It's my first time too," she said. A few seconds later, she already had her cloak on the floor and was getting ready to take off her shirt.

Suddenly, Brant opened his eyes and watched Lagertha taking her shirt off and became utterly speechless while looking at her.

"Uh, Lagertha? What do you think you're doing?" Brant asked.

"I'm doing as you asked. Can't hold back now," Lagertha answered.

"I can leave!" He said.

"Pretend, I'm not even here. That's what most people do in this situation."

Then, it was too late to decide as his eyes were glued to Lagertha's body, and he sweat a little from his face. He could feel his body getting hotter and fuzzier inside as he stood in front of her.

Is this alright? I don't think it is. This place could be pretty hot, and anyone could bust through my door any minute. Brant thought. Then, he started taking a few steps back as Lagertha slowly strips down and has no shame in it.

And so, Brant had no way of escaping her as she was seen only in her white bikini and her brown hair running down to her thighs.

"So, got nothing to say? Or are you just going to keep backing up?" Lagertha asked. He was walking back to his bed as she sauntered up to him to let him have her attention.

He then sits down on his bed while staring at her modesty as the night was still so young. She then had her hands on her knees and had her head close to his head; she could see him shivering and feeling so hot inside.

"What's the matter? Your face is all red. Have you been outside all day?" Lagertha asked. She holds her hand out to touch his face. And she had plenty of reasons to check on him.

Brant feels her soft hand rub the side of his face and feels a little better. He was then slowing his breath and calming himself as Lagertha was in his room; he did not want his screams to alarm the earl's servants.

"Relax. We'll get along just fine. I'll be sure that I don't make your father worried about you," she said. Then, she sits down beside him and looks at him to see if she can figure him out.

Lagertha was a little confused why she thinks Brant wants her to do something like this. There was no way for her to leave under the full moon and run back to her house. She still needed to tell him the truth about a massive secret for her giving him what she wanted. Then, Lagertha lays her hand on Brant's hand and makes him stare at her for a few seconds. Brant was calming down and could not prevent himself from staring at her body, and he did not force her to do anything.

"Tell me, have you been enjoying yourself? Do you like going outside during the day?" Lagertha asked.

"Of course. There is never a day that goes by where I can't feel the air revolving around me. Yeah, I like excellent exercise," Brant answered.

"Have you been thinking about what you wish to do once you take your father's place as an earl? Do you have anything going on when the earl is still this city's ruler? Do you want to visit my house one day?" She asked.

"I do. I just don't know how to exactly get there and how simple it was for you to climb your way up here. I can tell you have some serious skills. I should learn it one day."

"Well, my house is just a mile away from the city if you go south. It took me a long time to earn enough force to climb up trees and run up walls. It doesn't come cheap; I'll tell you that much."

Then Brant uses his other hand and places it on Lagertha's arm. And she could tell he had something big to tell her. She slowly squints her eyes but does not close them as she waits for him to speak his mind.

Then Brant said to her, "I have been thinking about some other things. Me taking my father's place will play a major part in my life. But along the way, I must learn how to swing a sword and practice being able to use it. I take it you and your father get along really well, but my father barely talks to me. Every day he comes home, he sometimes doesn't notice me. But I need him or somebody to make me as strong as my ancestors. That's what they would want more than anything."

Lagertha watches as he was struggling to keep it together while talking to her during the night. He knew he could not be a true ruler unless he is powerful enough and wise enough to lead his people away from darkness. He did not know who he can trust in such a time as the demonic beasts stalk the night. Then, Lagertha holds out her hand and places it on Simon's cheek as he tries holding back from being afraid. Her eyes were very concerned for him, and she thought that he could use a nap since it was getting so dark.

"Can I... lie down with you?" Lagertha asked. Brant is surprised about this question and wonders if she can handle the way he sleeps.

And so, he agreed to let her sleep with him, and he allows her to get on his bed and lay on it. Then, he joins her and sits next to her as she tries to get herself in not sleeping at her house. If she left now, she would likely be attacked by night creatures and servants of the night. Lagertha lays her hand on his chest and lets him rest his hand on her back; they both felt each other's skin and became satisfied. Brant and Lagertha warmed each other up to not have the wintry wind affect the way they sleep.

A few minutes later, Lagertha remembered the exact reason she came into Brant's chamber. She had to tell him something before he fell to sleep and not be able to hear her out.

"Well, it appears you've given me what you promised. It's been so long ever since I've been held. I can't seem to remember the last time I've thought about doing this," Lagertha said. Brant said nothing to her for a short while because he knew this was not what he wanted to give her.

But he did not want to upset her and tell her she came to him at the worst time possible.

"Brant... why do you say nothing? I've been open-minded to you ever since I came here. Is me being with you and sharing this charming moment a waste of your time?" She asked.

"Oh, it's nothing. Of course, none of this is wasting my time. You are the daughter of the leader of the knights of Midland. I would never hurt you," Brant answered. Lagertha knew he was right because a son of an earl was always gentle around women and honest around men.

He would never want to answer and explain himself to Julius about what has happened to his daughter.

"Well, now that you and I are doing this, it's now my turn to give something to you. And that alone is a secret... a secret that only you and I can share. You must tell no one about this," Lagertha said.

"I will not let that happen. I will keep it all hidden," he said. Lagertha closes her eyes to see if she can remember everything that Brynjar said to her after she left her house.