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alexagirlie · 8 months

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September Song Challenge

Day 19: A song to drive to

Acadia by Marianas Trench Fandom: The Last Kingdom Rating: E Finan/Osferth/Sihtric/Uhtred warnings/tags: modern au. road trip. sex. semi public sex. camping

Uhtred

They planned to meet at Uhtred's family home but Sihtric and Osferth were running late. Sihtric was picking Osferth up on his motorbike, to be left at the Ragnarssons during their weekend trip, and the young dane was always running late. Expecting they would need to wait, Uhtred and Finan decided to hide out in Uhtred's old bedroom.

It was down in the basement and had its own entrance and so was completely separate from the rest of the house. A fact Uhtred had taken advantage of plenty of times in his youth to sneak one, or more, of his boys over and a fact he takes advantage of now. Uhtred hated waiting, he got bored too quickly and Finan looked so delicious in his tight jeans and plaid button up shirt, the seams fit to bursting around his biceps.

Uhtred figured they had enough time for a little fun and grabbed Finan's hand to drag him over to the bed where he promptly pushed the older man onto his back amongst the dusty sheets and climbed up on top of him and straddled his hips. He didn't let Finan utter a word before he slotted their mouth together and slipped his tongue into the Irishman's open mouth.

He rocked down against the rapidly hardening cock underneath of him and relished in the groan it pulled from Finan's throat. So he did it again, and again until they were grinding against each other in earnest. Uhtred pressed his face against Finan's neck, biting down as he came in his pants like a teenager. Finan's echoing groan and how tight he pulled Uhtred down against his bucking hips told Uhtred the other man had followed.

They had just finished tidying themselves up when the other two arrived and Uhtred couldn't help but laugh loudly at the knowing looks on Osferth's and Sihtric faces at their disheveled state.

Finan

Of course Uhtred forgot to gas up his jeep before the trip and they were almost running on fumes and had to make a stop at the gas station. Which just so happened to be beside their old highschool. School was out for the summer and the fields were empty so while Uhtred was distracted filling the car and Osferth was occupied inside the little store buying snacks Finan grabbed Sihtric by the belt loop and dragged him across the street and onto the sports field.

Sihtric must be able to read Finan's mind as he laughed and pushed Finan to go even faster until they were hidden behind the bleachers which lined the field. They were barely out of sight of the road or anyone walking by before Sihtric was dropping to his knee's in the dirt and hurriedly unbuckling Finan's belt and pulling the zipper on his jeans down.

Finan helped him ease the waistband of his jeans and his briefs down just enough for his half hard cock to be accessible and then he braced himself for the ride.

Sihtric didn't waste anytime and Finan gasped loudly as his cock was swallowed down to the hilt in the other mans hot mouth, his throat tight around the head of his cock and so very wet. Sihtric had years of practice sucking Finan off so he was only the slightest bit embarrassed that it only took a matter of minutes before he was spilling down the younger mans throat with a groan.

He can hear the wet, slick sound of flesh on flesh, then Sihtric moaned and shuddered as his cum splattered the dirt between Finan's feet.

He helped the younger man to his feet and they got themselves back in order before heading back to the car. Enough time had passed that Uhtred and Osferth were waiting. Osferth was already back in his seat while Uhtred was leaning against the hood, sunglasses pushed up on his head and holding his hair back, a smirk firmly in place as they reappeared.

It took very little teasing for the truth to come out and Uhtred laughed, thinking it was brilliant while Osferth blushed and was horribly embarrassed to learn the two used to do this while back still attending the school, before Uhtred and Osferth had joined the relationship.

Sihtric

They drove out of town and headed to a secret spot near the river they used to spend summer days at, and as many weekends camping as they could get away with. It was a little oasis where they could all be together and not worry about who could see them. Sihtric always loved going to the river and had lots of great memories there.

They had the radio turned up as loud as it could go and Finan and Sihtric were singing along just as loud and offkey from the back seat. They only stopped after the car turned down the hidden logging road leading to their spot and they parked the car.

They gathered up their supplies and Sihtric grabbed one handle of the heavy cooler loaded with their food and drinks, Finan on the other end and they began their long trek to their spot. It was a solid 20 minutes and by the time they reached the river they had all worked up a sweat. Sihtric could feel his shirt sticking to the small of his back and he was ready for a swim.

As soon as the cooler was stored in a shady spot Sihtric was pulling his damp shirt over his head, shucked his shorts, briefs and sandals and waded out into the cold water. He ignored Finans grumbling about lazy danes and walked into the river until it reached his waist. He turned and grinned at the other three men on the shore and tried to get them to join him for a refreshing dip.

Only Uhtred joined him, the heathens that they are, while Osferth and Finan jokingly yelled insults at them as they set up the camp. The two danes end up laughing and rough housing in the water, throwing each other around and Sihtric trying to dunk Uhtred under the clear water.

They end up wrestling on a sandbank in the middle of the stream, Sihtric trying not to enjoy the wet glide of Uhtred's naked body against his own, to no avail. His hard cock such a distraction that he found himself pinned to the sand, his arms pressed above his head and Uhtred a vision between his legs.

Sihtric let out a gasp as a chilled, calloused hand wrapped around his cock and began to jerk him off slow and firm. He moaned loudly, the sound echoing across the water and catching the attention of the other two.

Knowing they were watching made Sihtric even harder and he could hear them catcalling and yelling out encouragement. Osferth in particular was being very vocal and putting his surprisingly dirty mouth to use. Telling Uhtred to make their greedy little slut cum, calling Sihtric their good boy when he listens and spills over Uhtred's hand and his own stomach.

Osferth

Osferth and Finan finish setting up the camp site, with no help from the two danes. They had made for an enticing view when their frolicking had taken a heated turn and Osferth was still flushed thinking about how Sihtric had sounded as Uhtred made him cum.

He collapsed back into a chair and accepted the cold can of cider Finan handed him before sitting in the chair at his side. Uhtred and Sihtric joined them shortly, damp and flushed pink from their adventure in the water and the four men sit around the happily crackling fire getting drunk off their asses and reminiscing about their youth.

How Sihtric's old building had been torn down the year before and a new condo complex was being built in its place. How they had totaled Finan's car trying to teach Osferth to drive, it had ended up in a ditch.

As night fell their reminiscing took on a decidedly sexual turn and Osferth found himself with a lapful of enthusiastic Dane as he and Sihtric kissed deeply. The other man had a wicked tongue and Osferth moaned as it twisted with his, licking into his mouth and stealing the breath from his lung.

They only separated when Osferth threw his head back and groaned when the other man ground down in his lap, hips rolling together and the friction made his cock weep in his shorts. He gasped as sharp teeth nipped at his throat and worked a dark mark into the skin.

He whined in disappointment when Sihtric was pulled from his lap right before he could cum and shoved towards the roomy tent they would be sharing by a grinning Finan. Before Osferth could voice further protest Uhtred pulled him bodily from the chair and lifted the slighter man into his arms bridal style and carried him to the tent and all but tossed him in. His face burned as he shot Uhtred a glare over his shoulder.

He yelped as two sets of hands reached out and yanked him the rest of the way into the tent and worked to systematically divest him of his clothes and pushed him down on his back in the mess of blankets and pillows which made up their bed for the weekend.

What followed was a wave of sweat slicked skin, the press of lips, teeth and tongues as the other men worked to make up for his spoiled orgasm. Osferth had a bit of catching up to do being the only one who hadn't cum yet that day.

The first one was fast, he was already so worked up that as soon as Sihtric got his mouth around the head of Osferth's cock he was shooting down the other man's throat with a drawn out groan. His whole body shook and trembled as pleasure raced down his spine.

His second was while Finan had his face buried between Osferth's thigh, tongue and fingers pressed inside him and opening him up to get fucked. Osferth moaned into Uhtred's mouth as he spilled hot and sticky over his stomach and chest.

His third and final orgasm came unexpectedly as he was on elbows and knees in the bed with Uhtred fucking him. Finan and Sihtric had occupied themselves with each other and Osferth was enjoying the show as Uhtred made his toes curl with each hard thrust he made into Osferth's wet hole.

He was mostly along for the ride after two orgasms but Uhtred had other ideas and encouraged Osferth to arch his back and spread his knees and suddenly he was pounding into Osferth's prostate. Each thrust pushed a desperate sound out of the younger man's throat and then a warm hand wrapped around his cock and he was seeing stars as he came again.

Uhtred thrust two, three more times then he clutched Osferth's arse tight to his hips with bruising fingers as he shuddered and filled him with his cum. He groaned loud and piercing.

They collapsed in a pile of limbs and didn't move again until they both had their breath and the other two men joined them in cleaning up and crawling under the blankets to sleep.

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persephones-journey · 11 months

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Okay, here is one of my last two prompt's from @emilyhufflepufftlk Em's 500 Follower Challenge.

This prompt was It's Nice to Have a Friend... and I went all sad and angsty with it, cause I was just in my feels.

So, it's about the Coccham Squad being together and there for each other, even in death.

Read here on Ao3.

Tagging: @medievalfangirl @morosemagick @blah-blah-blah-bla @solinarimoon @93xdiagonxalley @lauwrite1225 @still-with-you

Have My Back, Yeah, Everyday

It's Nice to Have a Friend...

Osferth liked to believe he stopped fearing death years before. He was a warrior and as Finan said, death was a hazard, so every battle Osferth prepared himself for death.

There was still, that small part of him, that whispered to him over and over, usually in the dead of night when he was almost asleep, that he was a bastard and as the monks had told him in the monastery, he would not be able to go to Heaven as a bastard.

He had feared that fate. At first because he was a good Christian boy, but later because it meant he would be apart from those he called his family; Finan and his nephew, Athelstan. But Osferth also did not wish to be separated from Uhtred and Sihtric, either for they were his family as well. He did not wish for them to be in their Valhalla away from him and Finan.

Osferth thought he would have more years to figure out a way to fix that. A way to keep his makeshift family together.

But it would seem God, of the Gods, had other plans.

The fight in the streets of Rumcofa was not something any of them could have planned on. Uhtred and Sihtric were away, as was Athelstan. Which left Finan and Osferth to defend the village and its people.

Finan and him tried. Osferth had never fought as hard in his life. He was sure he would be fine.

And then the man he was fighting, no doubt Aethelhelm's man, stabbed him right over where his chest plate was. Osferth felt the burn of the knife. He sucked in a breath, and could not catch another one.

“OSFERTH!” Finan scream seem to echo in Osferth's head.

Osferth felt himself falling. The man had ripped out his knife and was running away. Finan caught Osferth, like he had done hundreds of times before. Osferth laid on the cold ground and felt Finan press his hand to the wound.

“I don't want to die, Finan,” he said. Because it was the truth, he did not want to die. He wanted to live. He wanted to be with his family.

“Hush,” Finan said, his voice soft but Osferth could hear the worry and fear, “you'll be fine. You'll be fine.”

Osferth looked up at his friend's kind brown eyes. He ached to say so many things; thank you for being my friend, thank you for being my family, I love you, Finan, I love you so much.

Words failed him as did his lungs. He coughed and choked.

And he thought no more.

...Covered in snow

Uhtred knew he was dying. As he walked away from the table where his family sat, and down the hall. He leaned against the wall and swore he could hear the hall of Valhalla calling to him. He stared at the window and saw the snow covered roof of his birthright, Bebbanburg.

“Lord?” Finan asked as he and Sihtric walked around the corner into the hall. Finan stood on one side of him while Sihtric stood on the other side.

Uhtred looked at Finan. “I am dying,” he said simply.

Sihtric nodded. “Yes, lord, you are,” he said softly.

“Do you wish us to help you back to your bed?” Finan asked.

Uhtred shook his head. “No, help me to the ramparts,” he said. “I wish to look at the sea, one last time.”

Sihtric and Finan nodded. They wrapped their arms around him and carried him down the hall towards the door to the ramparts. Finan pushed it open and Uhtred breathed in the cool sea air. They walked out about a foot from the door and Uhtred grabbed the stone wall. Sihtric and Finan leaned him against it and he closed his eyes.

He breathed in the air again and again.

And then he didn't.

He opened his eyes and saw the hall in front of him. But it was not Valhalla. No, it looked like the hall in Coccham. The hall that held so many happy memories for him.

“Lord,” he heard a voice he had been aching to hear for twenty years or more say. “It is good to finally see you.”

Uhtred turned and smiled. Osferth stood there, wearing his monk's robe and a big smile on his face. Tears came to Uhtred's eyes.

“You should be in the Christian Heaven,” he said.

Osferth smirked. “And miss all the trouble you would cause here in Valhalla?” he stepped closer to Uhtred and hugged him. “Not a chance.”

Uhtred laughed and hugged him close. He closed his eyes and felt Osferth hug him tight. He was where he needed to be.

To Touch My Hand...

Sihtric coughed and closed his eyes. He could feel the rattle in his chest and the pain with every breath he took. His heart ached with every beat.

Death was coming.

Sihtric was slightly surprised that he had lived for as many years as he had; that he had outlived Uhtred. And Athelstan.

It did not make sense to him.

“Ah, there ya are,” he heard an Irish brogue say as the door to his room was pushed opened. “Resting and sleeping, are ya? Isn't there a battle somewhere that needs winning?”

Sihtric smiled despite how he felt. “Finan, I think we both know, you and I are past fighting any more battles.”

“Well, ya aren't, that is for sure,” Finan muttered as he walked further into the room.

Sihtric laughed and coughed more. A moment later, Finan sat on the chair by Sihtric's bed and took his hand. Sihtric held Finan's hand tightly in his. He turned and looked at Finan. The man still looked the same, his hair was going greyer but Sihtric could still see the man he had fought beside for decades there.

“Finan,” Sihtric said smiling as he fought to breathe. “I did not think you would come,” he said.

Finan frowned. “And let ya venture into Valhalla alone?” Finan squeezed his hand tightly. “Not going to happen. I will be here, the last face you will see.”

Sihtric groaned. “Your ugly mug? The Gods have cursed me.”

Finan chuckled at that a bit. But Sihtric could hear that it was not his friend's usual deep robust laugh. Finan sighed and held Sihtric's hand tighter.

“I will be the only one left,” he whispered.

Sihtric squeezed his hand. “You will not be alone. Our children will be here.”

Finan snorted. “Oh aye, do ya see our children around here?” he cursed. “They are all busy sucking up to Edmund. We never sucked up to Alfred or Edward.”

“We didn't have to,” Sihtric answered. “That was Uhtred's job.”

They both smiled a sad smile at that. Sihtric held tight to Finan's hand while his other hand held his dagger. They fell into the silence; but not an uncomfortable one. They had sat silently together many times before so this time was no different than the others.

As the hours passed, Sihtric's breathing got worst. Finan sat on the bed beside him and leaned in. He kissed Sihtric on the forehead.

“Go be with Uhtred and your family, Sihtric. Go be with your Gods. I will be all right,” Finan whispered.

Sihtric held tight to Finan's hand and closed his eyes and took his last breath.

He looked up and saw that he stood on the dock outside of Coccham. He walked up and heard laughter coming from the village. He hurried and walked under the gates. He stopped and smiled.

“About time you got here,” Osferth said as he got up from the table and walked towards Sihtric. “Lord and I thought you would be here sooner.”

Tears came to Sihtric's eyes. “I would have if I would have known you were waiting for me,” he yanked Osferth close and held him tight. “I have missed you so much, my bastard brother.”

Osferth held Sihtric tight. “I missed you as well,” he pulled away and patted Sihtric's cheek. “It has been very trying being here with just lord. You know how he is.”

Sihtric laughed and saw Uhtred cross his arms on his chest. “I do not know what he means,” he answered.

Sihtric shook his head. He looked at Uhtred and Osferth. He remembered Finan then. He looked at Uhtred.

“Finan,” he said softly.

Osferth wrapped an arm around Sihtric's shoulders. “Finan will join us when it is time,” he said softly.

Sihtric nodded. He walked with Osferth towards Coccham. He hoped Finan did not join them that soon, but he also knew they would all miss him until he was with them again.

...Sleeping in Tents

Finan knew logically he was too old to hunt alone. But there was no else he wished to hunt with. His companions, his friends, his family, were gone.

Uhtred's children, grandchildren were there as were Sihtric's children and grandchildren, and his own.

But it was not the same.

He missed Uhtred, Sihtric, and Osferth.

Osferth had been gone almost longer than Finan knew him and that did not sit well with Finan.

It was why he had gone out to hunt by himself.

He wanted to quiet and the peace of the forest to deal with his emotions.

So, he rode out into the forest and set up a camp with a tent. And slept in it for a few nights. And he must have caught a chill, because he began coughing. Coughing so bad he tripped while getting fire wood and fell the wrong way on a branch. The branch stuck him right in his side and through his tunic and cloak.

Because he did not wear his leather armour anymore. He saw no point in pulling on the heavy armour; he was no longer a warrior. He no longer rode into battles. He did put on his sword belt, more out of habit than an actual need for them.

Swords were not very useful now though.

“Well, shite,” Finan muttered as he coughed and blood came out of his mouth.

He dropped the firewood and managed to push himself up. Pulling the branch out in the process. Curses fell from his lips as he stood and half walked, half dragged himself back to his camp. He managed to get himself into the tent. He grabbed his blanket and ripped it before he shoved the blanket against the wound. He hissed and cursed.

“I've really done it this time,” he muttered to himself.

He sat back and rested his head on the post of the tent. He closed his eyes and felt the piece of blanket he had pressed against his wound getting damp and sticking with his blood. He slumped over and his head dropped from the wound.

He stopped breathing not to long after.

He opened his eyes and was shocked to see Coccham in front of him. He closed his eyes and shook his head.

“You are not seeing things,” he heard a voice he had ached to hear for years say.

Finan's eyes snapped open. He saw Osferth standing there in his monk's robe with his hands behind his back. He gave Finan a little smile. Tears came to Finan's eyes. He made it to Osferth in three strides and yanked him in his arms.

“God, baby monk, you have no idea how happy I am to see ya,” Finan said holding him tight.

Osferth chuckled. “I have an idea,” he pulled away and looked at Finan. Finan saw Osferth's blue eyes get serious. “It was not your fault,” he whispered.

Finan placed his hand on Osferth's cheek and patted it. “It was. I should have been by ya side.”

“And we should have been with you,” Finan heard Uhtred say.

Finan turned and saw Uhtred and Sihtric walk out the gates of Coccham. He was surprised to see them here. Osferth was not surprised though.

“About time you joined us,” Sihtric said smiling. “I was getting worried you had decided to live forever.”

Finan felt his surprise slip away; relief replaced it. He pulled away from Osferth and walked over to Sihtric and Uhtred. He hugged them both. He had missed them so much. He pulled away and laughed a bit.

“So much for the Christians and Danes having separate Heavens,” he said.

Uhtred smiled. “Yes, so much for that. It would seem that families are kept together when they die.”

Finan smiled as Osferth walked over to them. He looked over at Coccham. His breath caught in his chest as he saw Gisela and Ingrith walk out of the gate laughing.

“Ingrith,” he whispered.

“Go say hello,” Osferth said. “Lady Gisela has missed you as well.”

“I do not know why,” Uhtred muttered.

Finan walked past Uhtred and shoved him. He smirked and winked. “Ya know why, lord, all the ladies love me more.”

He heard the men behind him scoff and snort. He walked over to Ingrith and Gisela.

“Both of ya are both a sight for these tired old eyes,” he said.

Gisela smiled. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. “It is good to see you, but we can talk later,” she said as she walked away.

Finan nodded. He looked at Ingrith. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply before she could say anything.

He was home.

He was with his family again.

They were together forever it seemed.

...It's Nice to Have a Friend

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