Tormund explained to me that our guests and new companions, the Thenns were cannibals. I figured it out when I saw the dismembered body parts in their heavy bag.
"Am I still yours?" I whispered. The night fell, and the fire was warm against my skin. The light of the flames danced over his face, lighting his red hair and beard. He was truly beautiful.
"I just said that so that Styr stays away from you. He only sees you as a piece of... meat."
"I understand. Well, tomorrow will be a long day." I slapped my knees as I stood up and stretched my tired limbs. "Goodnight."
"If you get cold, my arms are always open," Styr smirked and once again licked his lips as he stared at me. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed a fur blanket and made a small sleeping area close to the fire, but far enough from both groups.
Laying still on my side, my back was faced with the fire and after a while, I was finally asleep when I felt a hand lightly tracing my forearm and lifting the blanket. Shooting open my eyes, I tried to grab the dagger, but it prevented me.
"Shh, it's just me," Tormund whispered, sliding in next to me his front to my back and covering himself. His hand rested on my hip and the other he used as a pillow. "You are."
"What?"
"You are still mine. No matter what you do, no matter how many times you betray me I will always love you." I moved my face, my body still in the same position, and stared into his eyes, before capturing him in a kiss. Tormund's hand squeezed my hip bone and moved down between my thighs.
"Tormund-" I moaned, feeling him rub me through my pants. He moved his other arm underneath my head and unfasten the top part of my jacket as he slips a hand in, touching my breasts.
"Let me remind you just how much I care." He growled, slipping the hand out of my thighs and into my pants, touching softly my folds before increasing his speed. A small moan escaped my lips as I felt his finger pinch my nipple. "Quiet there, I don't want Styr to know how you sound like." He nibbled on my earlobe, moving his finger further before slipping one in my cunt.
A little uncomfortable, I shifted my top leg over his to give him more access and he deepened his thrust. Another moan filled the air around us, I squeezed his leg with mine to stop it from shaking and Tormund groaned when my arse unintentionally grind against his crotch. "Tormund I'm close." I gripped his hand in my pants, holding it as my release came.
"Always so beautiful." Tormund sighed. "And so delicious." He sucked on his coated fingers.
"What about you?" I tried to turn around, but he stopped me by pulling me closer and whispering in my ear. "Next time." We were bundled in each other's arms without knowing a certain Thenn was watching.
A bustling small village stood in front of us. "Must we kill these people?" I whined as I stared at the women washing clothes or preparing food. The men were digging holes, and fixing the fences, and a little boy and what I assumed was his father were walking together towards a woman.
"Yes now shut it, woman." Styr hissed.
"They are innocent. They have families."
"We need the resources, Y/n," Tormund said. "You don't have to kill anyone."
"Stay out of my way, Lady." Styr snarled, before signaling the Free Folk and the Thenns to move out. An arrow whistled through the air and pierced the boy's father's neck. He fell to the ground, dead. Shocked, I stared at Ygritte as she nocked another arrow in her bow, she was resolute and angry.
"The wildlings!" A man yelled, running into me and knocking both of us down. I was too busy watching the life drain from the father that I did not see the other man. Stumbling to the ground, the man stared at me with horror before picking up the pitchfork and swinging.
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Wildfire - Tormund Giantsbane
Fanfiction"She said I was like a wildfire, destroying everything I touched, and all she loved turned to ashes." "But you were a mere babe," Tormund said. "Aye a mere babe that she wanted dead." *** Y/n Lannister, older twin of Tyrion, the Imp. Their whole...
