A/N: And another for you dear! I tried to be original so I hope you will appreciate u.u
13. Lightly kissing their scars. (warnings: light smut, scars, mention of pregnancy, mention of abuse)
“Finan–”
His name echoed in her bedroom, her legs trembling around his head and her hand tugging on his hair. Her toes curled and her back arched as waves of pleasure warmed every inch of her body. His fingers pressed harder against her hipbone to keep her in place while his tongue continued its relentless work between her thighs.
“Finan.” Aethelflaed called him, more confident now that she had come down from her orgasm.
He hummed and she shivered before he removed his mouth and grinned proudly at her. “Ya’re good?” He asked, kissing her inner thigh. She nodded, still too breathless to fathom a sentence but a blissful smile was plastered on her face. “Ya sounded like ya were enjoyin’ yourself.” He pointed out with a smug look.
Aethelflaed nudged his back with her heel and rolled her eyes when he started to chuckle. He peppered more kisses on her inner thighs then on her stomach and hips. Finan stopped when something on her skin seemed to have caught his attention. She looked down at him and her body tensed when she realised his fingers were tracing her stretch marks. His fingertips danced on her thin white scars and she stared away, feeling an uncomfortable lump in her throat.
“They look like waves.” He said before he kissed her scars tenderly. “They are much more beautiful than mine.” He added with another soft laugh.
Her eyes snapped back at him, her cheeks blushing at his words. “Do you really think that?”
He frowned at her and nodded. “Of course. I would never lie to ya, Aethelflaed.” He promised then moved to collapse on her bed beside her. He smiled at her while his fingers stroked her cheek then tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Don’t ya like them?”
She tried to bring her knees to her chest but they were blocked by Finan’s legs. “Aethelred thinks they have tainted me.” She admitted.
“Do ya really care about what that bastard says?” He wondered and she could hear his anger for her husband despite his soft tone.
“No but–” She sighed, uncertain about her words. “I was still young. Aelfwynn was just a baby then. He wanted me and he never denied finding me beautiful despite disliking my temperament.” She explained with a bitter snort. “Then he told me that and even though I had stopped caring about what he could think of me, he still had enough power over me to make me hate these scars.”
Finan listened to her and anger started to burn in his eyes, one so close to the fire he had on the battlefield. She realised how his enemies could fear him but she still felt safe beside him. This fire would never burn her but would find those who had hurt her in the past.
“That turd knows nothing about scars. They prove that you are still alive despite everything you have been through. I have scars from so many battles, even more from this damn slave ship. They aren’t always pretty, neither are the memories they carry but they could never taint me because they prove I had the strength to survive the worst.”
His words were leaving her breathless and that was all she could do than to grab his hand and hold tight when he laced their fingers together.
“Ya’ve carried a child and have survived childbirth.” He said with a pride that made her heart beat faster. “I’d pay a lot to see Aethelred try to do that.” He joked and Aethelflaed couldn’t help but laugh.
“That would certainly be something.” She agreed.
They smiled at each other for a moment in silence, his thumb rubbing her knuckles while her eyes raked his chest, taking in every single scar on his skin. She moved forward and kissed his lips before running them along a scar slashing his shoulder, his soft sigh caressing the shell of her ear. She continued down his arm, their fingers still tangled, and stopped just above his elbow.
“Would you care about telling of your own scars?” Aethelflaed asked him when she rested her head on her pillow again.
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Finan and Aethelflaed both do it by holding each other close and try to be there to support each other. Finan also does it by making sure to give attention to Aelfwynn, showing Aethelflaed that he considers them a family.
16. Can they stay up all night just talking?
They deeper they begin to get in their relationship, yes. Finan feels like Aethelflaed may understand him better than most, so he slowly begins opening up to her. And for Aethelflaed, she relies on Finan to be her sounding board if she feels conflicted about a choice to be made. He will always tell her the truth, even if she hates hearing it.
8. What happens if one of them gets sick?
Finan does not do well with sickness. Like at all. Memories of the plague come to the surface for him so he would be useless in trying to help care for Aethelflaed, terrified he would lose her. But he would comfort and care for Aelfwynn so Aethelflaed would not have to worry about that.
Aethelflaed would sit beside Finan’s bed and care for him herself not giving a damn what others thought or said. She would also make sure Finan only had the best healers there and anything else he needed to get better. She would do all she could to make sure he recovered and was back to his smug self innno time.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Last Kingdom (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aethelflaed Lady of Mercia/Finan (The Last Kingdom)
Characters: Aethelflaed Lady of Mercia, Finan (The Last Kingdom)
Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, dom/sub dynamics, Domme Æthelflæd, Sub Finan, Banter, Beard Burn, Female Ejaculation, Coming On Pussy, Come Marking, Slight Possessiveness, Past Tense, one mention of a character being high on pleasure
Summary: Stressed as the Lady of Mercia is, Finan knows there’s a sure-fire way to relax her; and so she doesn’t think twice before commanding him to.
Tagging some people I think will enjoy this: @lauwrite1225, @persephones-journey, @blah-blah-blah-bla, @emilyhufflepufftlk, @morosemagick, @medievalfangirl, @solinarimoon, @amuddleofnervouswords, @93xdiagonxalley.
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“Finan!” She gasped and pushed back her chair as she moved to her feet, her hands still on her desk. “We were not expecting you.” She pointed out, her voice formal enough to make the Irishman smirk with amusement.
“Do ya ever expect me, Lady?” He asked her, his eyes narrowed as if he could read through her.
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Or, on their way back from Bebbanburg, Finan decides to visit Aethelflaed at her estate.
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Thank you so much for this request (and the many other I will write as soon as possible ahah), I hope you will like this one <3
57. Making sure that they aren't alone when you know they need someone. (warnings: angst, grief)
Aethelflaed wiped her tears when her vision was too blurred once again. Her shoulders were shaking from all her sobbing and she struggled to keep her hand still as she poured herself a cup of water. She hadn’t filled her cup more than half when she heard a knock at her door. She frowned. She didn’t expect someone so late in the night after she had dismissed her maids. She walked through her bedroom and opened the door just enough to recognise the man standing in the corridor.
“Finan.” She whispered, her voice still shaking.
“Aethelflaed.” Her name sounded sweet on his tongue but her heart was too bruised to warm. “I’m sorry about your father.”
More tears pricked her eyes when he decided to refer to King Alfred as her father, because he was the one she was grieving tonight. “Thank you.”
Finan gave her a tight smile. “I thought,” he cleared his throat, “I thought ya might not want to be alone tonight.”
Aethelflaed stared at him for a moment, uncertain about her feelings on his proposition. She had dismissed her maid about hours ago and she hadn’t been able to find enough comfort to have some rest. Her mind was constantly toying with memories of her father and reminding her how these moments were gone forever. She was feeling so cold inside, like her heart had just been ripped from her chest. She needed to feel some warmth and she knew she could find this in Finan’s arms.
She stepped back to allow him to sneak inside her bedroom before he closed the door behind him. She wrapped her arms around herself while Finan remained by the door. Her fingers fiddled with her sleeve as she hesitated to ask him to come closer to her. She knew he had come for her, to give her the comfort and support she needed but whatever was between them was still so young and she was suddenly so shy about her emotions.
“Would ya like me to hold ya?” He asked her with a softness that made her crumble even more.
“Please.” She sobbed, her arms falling down her sides.
Finan just had to take one long step to wrap his arms around her. Her shoulders started to tremble again while tears cascaded down her cheeks and he rubbed her back soothingly. He didn’t speak and continued to hold her until her legs were starting to weaken. He carried her into her bed and she curled against him while his arms held her close to him. He didn’t leave her side until dawn, holding her even during her rare moments of sleep.
When he had to leave in the morning, some of the coldness had disappeared and she felt like she could breathe more easily.
Your new Finflaed fic is soooo beautiful!!! The way you wrote such intimate moments was so beautifully done, I felt so emotional for their “forbidden” intense love. Even though there was no build up, but rather the fic is set during an already established affair, it was so apparent so quickly how deeply they felt for one another which I loved! Even so, I really want to know more, do you have an idea of how they would have started? Wonderful work as always, look forward to reading more if you decide too!! Xx
Oh thank you so much dear! I am so happy you liked this fic because I loved writing it so much! Very happy the fact to have them already deep in their affair for this one shot wasn't strange, I just wanted to have them have a good time :')
I do have ideas about how they have started all of this! In my mind, they flirted together during most of season 3 until the episode where Uhtred leaves his men at Saltwic to find Brida. When Sihtric 'betrayed' them, Finan is sad and disappointed and Aethelflaed tries to bring him some comfort and that's during this period that they starts their affair. I am considering writing something to tell this story but I don't know when exactly yet!
However, my friend @persephones-journey has started a story on her ao3 that seems to tell Finan and Aethelflaed's relationship evolution through years with a different interpretation from mine, I am sure you would enjoy this fic (i am obsessed with it)!
Persephones story: Two Sides of the Same Coin
There's also another story that is much older and basically the first finflaed fanfiction that focuses on the very beginning of something between them: Yield, With Intent
Finally, if you've missed it @blah-blah-blah-bla has written a short drabble for them that is excellent! (it's not their beginning but I like to promote friends u.u)
Thank you again for your ask! I am so happy other people are convinced by this ship! <3
