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"Who are you?"
"I don't think you have the right to ask that," you huffed, narrowing your eyes on the man. "Why don't you tell me who you are."
The man grinned as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Alright lady, I don't know who you think you are talking like that, but you better quit trying to get into the old mans' house now."
You raised your eyebrows at him. "And who are you to keep me from entering?"
Snake sneered at you, as he was about to tell you off. But the sight of Sverkel made him smirk. "Why don't you argue with the old man, instead of me?"
Snake was shocked by the sheer speed of how quickly your head whipped around.
Disregarding the man you didn't know, you ran towards the one you knew very well.
Snake was about to run after you and grab you, holding you back from seemingly attacking the old man... but the elder was receptive, his eyes widening in recognition.
Snake walked over as Sverkel huffed. "What's wrong with you? Did you come here on your own?"
"Aw, come on," you sighed. "I'm a free woman now, aren't I? I can go anywhere I please."
"Becoming a widow has made you senile," he grunted, pulling his harvesting materials along.
As you chuckled at his words, Snake spoke up. "You know this girl, gramps?"
He shrugged, walking past Snake. You crossed your arms, looking over at him disappointedly, shaking your head. Glancing up at Snake, you huffed. "I'm Ketil's daughter."
Snake raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Why didn't I know that?"
"You seem a little dim, I doubt you know much." Snake opened his mouth, ready to insult you and your loose lips, but you covered your mouth quickly, shocked by your own words. Slowly lowering your hand, you chuckled lightly. "Sorry, geez. I guess being a widow has made me forget to watch my words... I'm not actually as rude as I've seemed so far. If you can believe it."
Snake snorted. "Yeah, alright... how about we see what food you can cook, and then I'll let you earn my forgiveness."
"No way!" You shook your head. "I've had a long trip, I deserve some of gramps' grub. And really, I don't think I have enough time to cook up anything. My father will order me to hurry back soon, I'm sure."
Snake noticed the distaste on your face and in your voice as you spoke about your father.
You sighed, trying to get your father out of your mind so he didn't ruin your mood. Looking back at Snake, you asked him who he was.
He told you his name.
You raised a brow. "What type of name is that?"
"Mine," he said. "The other guests have similar names, so don't get all loose lipped around them when you hear their names."
"Ah, so father hired you to guard the farm," you scoffed. "What does he need guards for, he's the great Iron Fist Ketil isn't he?"
Snake tilted his head. "Is that sarcasm I hear?"
You shrugged. "It's nothing..." You opened the door to the old masters door, looking over at Snake. "Are you staying for breakfast?"
"I stay for breakfast everyday, honey," Snake grinned. "You don't even have to ask anymore."
You knocked on the door quietly. It was just before sunrise, and no one was answering. Huffing, you knocked again, a little louder.
When still, no one answered, you knocked louder. Suddenly, the door burst open, making you back away.
"Oi, what's wrong with you? Do you see how early it is?"
"It's almost sunrise you bum," you huffed, as you walked into the building. "And farfar is out on the fields already."
Snake closed the door behind you. "You're so in tune to his schedule, it's kinda scary, you know?"
Putting down the basket of fruits you'd brought, you turned around to face Snake with a grin. "Well that's because you're a lazy man who can't get up in time to see farfar even get back."
Snake stalked forward, a relaxed smile in his face as he tilted his head. "Yeah?"
You backed up into the counter as he pressed his body against yours. Sliding your hand up to his face, you tilted his chin down. "We have to finish quickly today," you whispered. "I have to head back to my home early. My mother would go feral if she knew I snuck out so early."
Snake brought his hands to your hips, gripping onto it tightly. "Quit mentioning the old hag, you'll make me lose my appetite."
Giggling, you brought him in for a kiss. His large hands began to roam around your body, making you lean into his touch.
You were both only able to do this when everything was quiet. When the home wasn't filled with the complaints and stubborn mutters of your grandfather, and when the light of day was no where to be found. That was when you both could have moments to yourself.
"C'mon," he grunted, lifting you up by your legs. You yelped, gripping onto him tightly as he walked over to his room and placed you down on the bed. Despite being the feared man that you learned he was over the past two years back at the farm, he was surprisingly gentle with you at times. It was nice to be around a man who was completely aware of his own strength, using it when necessary and being careful when it was not.
You propped yourself up on your elbows as Snake kissed and sucked at your neck while he unbuckled his belt. You didn't even remember when this started between the two of you. All you remember was that it felt like the natural course of the relationship. It felt like your husband died at the perfect time for you to explore this new world with no consequence.
But you did hide away, afraid of the consequences.
You tugged down at his pants impatiently as he threw his belt to the side. "I'm getting there," he huffed out a chuckle with his words, overtaken by your eagerness. Had the mistress or master known of what Snake, a man they trusted very much, had been doing with their precious daughter, Snake wasn't sure what would happen.
But with the other guests, he knew he wouldn't hear the end of it.
It was admittedly nice to get some of his pent up sexual frustrations out with you.
He spat in his hand before bringing it down to your pussy, lathering it with his saliva. You let out quiet whimpers, your hips rolling as he dragged his fingers over your clit. His eyes were down, watching his hands slowly enter in and out of you. But the sudden feeling of your hands on his face brought his gaze up. You carefully brushed the strands of hair in his face behind his ear. To your dismay, they immediately fell back in his face.
Snake let out a light chuckle, as he pulled his fingers out. "Thanks." His words dripped with sarcasm, making you groan and roll your eyes at him. Snake grinned at you, before plunging his cock deep inside your pussy, making you let out an involuntary loud moan as your head fell back.
"Geez..." you huffed, your chest heaving as you let out small mewls every time he made the slightest of movements inside you. "I need... a little warning, you know?"
"I got you prepared, didn't I?" His hands found their way to your covered breasts, fondling them through your clothing. "That's more than most men would do for you, especially after you rolled your eyes at them."
You hummed, both in agreement and in pleasure at the feeling of him inside you and of his hands rubbing your nipples through your dress. "Snake..." you panted as he hit a spot that practically made your eyes roll back. "Oh my..."
Noticing your pleasure, Snake continued to roughly thrust into you. He picked up his pace, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips. The sound of his grunts only added more to the stimulation, making you wriggle under his grip which just became more firm.
As you reached your climax, Snake continued his pace to help him reach his own orgasm.
You reached your hands up, letting them run over his arms and shoulders before meeting at the nape of his neck and scratching your nails against them. Snake groaned, forever grateful that you'd found a spot for him that made him feel so good.
"My pretty girl," he grunted, as his eyes shut closed, feeling his impending orgasm. "All mine, no one else can make you feel good."
"Only you, Snake," you whispered, nodding.
As Snake reached his limit, he made sure to pull out before you could take any of his seed. He rolled over you and fell back on the bed, his head hitting the pillow which offered terrible support. You climbed out of bed, fixing up your dress and hair.
Turning back to face him, your skin glowing with the sheer appearance of sweat, you smiled sheepishly. "Do you think I look okay?"
Snake nodded.
"You look perfect."