The Waking of the Warriors

Chapter One

        Returning from the three day camping trip, three short days, Crothu dropped everyone off at their homes, Estrid the last one. "When do you think the colleges will inform you of their decision?" murmured Crothu. Estrid shrugged and grabbed his hand, pulling it into her lap, "Dunno, I just hope that we end up at the same college."  She let out a laugh, "You for business and me becoming a teacher?" He barked out a laugh, " What makes you think I want to do a business degree?" He glanced her way, " Maybe I would like to be a writer? Scientist? Counselor?"          Slowing down his '66 F150 in front of her house, " Maybe I'll learn to be a mediator. Might need it when I become Chieftain." Estrid smiled, grabbed her hiking pack and started to open her door he spoke, "I love you." She could only look at him as she got out, "I know, love you too." The shutting the trucks door, she turned and started to run to the front door of the house.  Once she reached the door, she turned to him before entering the home and waved good bye.          Estrid was leaning against the door, heart fluttering, light headed. How the goddess Frigg blessed her with Crothu. She may even bless their union one day but right now she will have to figure out a way to tell her parents.          Pushing up from the door she started up the stairs taking them by two. She really needed a shower. She smelled of fire, lake water, and sweat, maybe a little like her orc.              Tossing her bag on the floor, she started to rummage through her drawers, looking for her pastel purple lacy bra and cheekys, the soft cotton of her capri leggings, and her flowy red cotton t-shirt. She wanted comfy and hopefully she gets her comfy if her dickhead of a twin brother doesn't come around with his jackass friends. They used to be really close until he got into sports. Then spending time with his sister was uncool, reading wasn't cool, and having good grades wasn't cool.                  Grandma wasn't going to have him slacking though since he is to be the seer that replaces her when she passes. Her family is where the majority of their covens seers came from. The rich history of their coven goes back centuries to the Norsemen in Norway, then the Norsemen that went to live in Iceland, and then the States. It was the seers of all races that ended the wars between all creatures, so those who become seers, are held at a high standard. Seers are looked to for their wisdom in possible prophecies, how they should handle difficult decisions and whether they should intervene in a situation that may escalate to war.              Estrid stepped under the steamy running water, her curly hair flattening under the showerhead. She knew that someday her relationship with Crothu was not going to be hidden for much longer. Even with their friends running interference.      Estrid thought was interrupted when a splash of cold water hit her back making her jump and scream. She grabbed her brothers shampoo, pointed her head out of the curtain and was about to throw the bottle at his f*****g face when the door slammed shut and him laughing maniacally. "Magnus, I'm going to tell mom that you were in the bathroom while I was showing again!" Estrid shouted at her brother. Listening close and hearing his friends laughing with him just made her fuming. She finished up her shower, tossed her comfy clothes on, threw her wet hair up into a loose bun at the nape of her neck, and shot a quick text to her mom about her brother putting cold water on her while she was in the shower on a dare from his jackass friends. This wouldn't happen if her mom would let her ward the door from her brother every time she went into the bathroom. At least there was a ward her brother couldn't get through on her room.         "You little b***h!" yelled Magnus. His stomping could be heard from the upstairs. Estrid started to run towards her door, her brother huffing like a steam engine up the stairs. He lunged for her legs as she ran in front of the stairs, tripping her. She tried to get back up on her feet quickly but her brother had a good hold of her ankle. Kicking back her free foot connecting with his face. He let go to grab his nose, she got back on her feet and through her bedroom door. He was right behind her, blood dripping from his nose, he yelled and slammed his fist on the barrier, "You f*****g told mom!" She flipped him off, "Maybe you should listen to her more than your dumbass friends, you stupid f**k!" He just yelled back, "IT WAS A f*****g JOKE, YOU DUMB t**t!" With a rush of wind, she blew him back from the door, "IT WASN'T VERY FUNNY, DICKHEAD!" He just stood up and went back down stairs.         As he just made it to the bottom step, their little sister walked out of her room, holding her phone out, "Mom said you both are grounded for fighting, cursing and using magic on each other."                Magnus yelled, Estrid screamed, "Seriously, Gertrud, you called mom!" She turned towards Estrid, smiling, "and dad, it's a conference call." "Estrid Ulfhild Tyrson and Magnus Arne Tyrson, both of you will be grounded to your rooms until graduation, phones gone, books that are as follows: historical, enchantment, herbs, spells and anything else that is about our heritage, laptops are ours, and Gertie, that means you too."             Their little sisters face dropped, " but mom, dad,  I was telling you what was going on!" "Yes, but instead of stopping them from doing anything stupid, you called us and just watched them. If you would have tried to stop them then you wouldn't be in the same boat. We will talk about this when your father and I get home from work, good bye." click. "What your mother just said." click.         Estrid wanted to feel bad for her 14 year old sister but couldn't. She has gotten worse after puberty. She was still a good five inches shorter than Estrid, but she had brown hair like their parents with the blue eyes of their mother. Their older siblings, Njal and Signe, were off at college or working in their career. Njal and his wife, Helga, come by on Sunday dinners, festivals and ceremonies. Signe was just like Estrid, curly red hair, green eyes of their grandmother, pale skin, and the perfect red pouty lips. Grandmother was hoping for her to be the next seer but instead it was our jackass of a little brother, Magnus.             Signe is the wild one of all the siblings. Always a new boyfriend when she comes to visit. Her boyfriend were always human, elf, half elf, dwarf or witch. She never wanted to be the next seer, and was thankful for that, but she will be the future leader of their coven with her husband, whenever she has one. The siblings will be at the house after the twins graduation to celebrate, hopefully the rest of the weekend. Estrid does know that her brother and his wife are expecting their first child and she hopes that it is a girl. He is the second oldest but he is considered the more tightly wound sibling. He graduated college in a small amount of time, got married, is starting his career as a banker and starting a family.     Signe says she doesn't know what she wants to be when she grows up. Their parents say that as long as she is paying the tuition they don't care how long she is in college. She's turning 27 and their parents want Estrid to join her in college to maybe show her how to be a good student. That's not going to work since Crothu and Estrid want to get their own place and live with each other, spend some quality time with each other. 

    Vibrations took her out of her thoughts once again. Apparently her book isn't that interesting compared to her family drama. Grabbing her phone from the bed, this will be the last time she holds it before graduation. 

Crothu 1 New message

    Even just seeing his name sent her heart skipping. Smiling she unlocked her phone and tapped into the messaging app. 

    A picture of a wet, half-naked orc, black hair smattering his chest descending his abs and disappearing behind a towel that just covered his c**k. That smirk in the picture said it all, he was tempting Estrid and she liked every bit of it. His long black hair falling around his shoulders, still  wet, sending tiny rivulets down his body. His thick muscular biceps, stomach and thighs, he could easily pick her up and throw her around. After drooling over his picture, she finally looked over the text he sent her. 

Miss you, need you wrapped around me again, just this time in nothing but a smile.

    She couldn't help but blush, such a naughty orc this male. Just thinking about finally having s*x with him had pool of warmth settle in her belly. She shook her head to start thinking clearly and gather her electronics up so that she won't get yelled at. 

    She shot a quick text to Crothu about how she was grounded, will see him on graduation day, and to stop being so delicious. She sent the same text to her friends except the part meant for her sexy male. 

    She heard her brothers friends laughing in the kitchen, Magnus wasn't even going to make them leave. As she descended the stairs, his phone started to ring. "Hey mom, just about have all of my things in my box. No my friends left after you told us we were grounded. Mom, I promise that my friends aren't here. Okay, love you too." They bellowed after Magnus got off the phone. She walked in, carrying her things to her box, "You know mom and dad can do a spell for who was here and how long right?" Estrid placed her electronics and books in her box, and it slammed shut on it's own. "Oh and these record when they were shut, " Estrid just looked at them, "You guys might want to go home now, never know what's going to happen." 

    Right as she finished her sentence the door lightly clicked shut and a soft tap, tap sound was headed for the kitchen/dining room area. Estrid already knew who that was and Magnus was just a little too late. "Grounded and still have friends over, hm?" the voice was soft and calm. Their grandma was there at the house and Magnus was either dead or grandma had something up her sleeve. "They were just leaving!" He shouted as he pushed them towards the door, " no need to say anything to mom or dad, Grandma!" 

    Magnus practically threw his friends out the door, ran upstairs grabbed all of his things and shot downstairs in record time. Grandma was just calmly placing a tea kettle on the stove waiting for her moment to trap him in a promise like a bug caught in her web. 

    Gertrud came flying down, her things in bags since she was a tad bit smarter than Magnus. "Gertrud, would you like to share some tea with all of us?" Gertie was about to say no, but it beat being stuck in the room. " Yes, grandma, I would love to have some jasmine tea, please." She went and sat at one of the bar stools lining the counter. "Now, Magnus," She turned with the hot kettle in her hand, moving towards the counter with the four cups, " what are you going to do for me if I don't tell your parents your little friends were here when I arrived?" See, fly in web. 

Magnus sat down, "I was thinking that maybe I could weed the herb garden and repaint the runes on our gathering circle."  She pushed the hot cups towards the grandkids, shaking her head," No, I was thinking more like during your groundation, you will stay with me and start learning to take over my part as coven seer." Handing Gertrud the honey, she looked at Magnus quirking up her eyebrow.

     Revna Skarsgard wasn't a woman to mess with or try and lie to. Their mother looked just like her but Revna was looking more aged, her laughing lines could be seen easily, her red hair now has patches of white, her blue eyes still sharp, as was her mind. She only had her walking stick after her wreck ten years ago that nearly killed her. Instead they screwed her femur straight, replaced her hip and gave her extensive physical therapy so she could walk again. 

    With a defeated sigh, "I will go home with you, grandma, if mom and dad let me." Their grandma chuckled, "I think they will let me take you, especially since this is all learning and no playing." They all knew that their parents would let her take Magnus to her little cottage to work on his training as the next seer. 

    Turning her attention to Estrid, "Dating anyone since the last time we talked?" Estrid almost inhaled her tea, she turned red from all the coughing. Placing her hand on her chest, red faced, trying to get air into her lungs, "No, just my usual friends, and yes they are doing just fine." Her grandmother made a face like she didn't believe her. "She likes a certain chieftains son." said Gertrud as she was stirring the honey into her tea. That got their grandmothers attention. She started to look hard at Estrid, " Aye Gertie, are you so certain that it is true?" She shrugged her shoulders together, " Well she blushes a lot around him but they are always surrounded by the whole group of friends." She blew on her tea before taking a small sip, then setting it down on the counter, " Well he could be giving Elandriel those looks, or even Lily." Looking back at her grandma, "Who knows, her friends are weird either way." 

    Then Magnus started to make fun of them, "Yea, your saytr friend, she looks like she could get scared of her own shadow." Gertrud and him were going back and forth about her friends saying nasty things about them. "I keep my mouth shut about both of your choices in 'friends'", Estrid made the two finger hand movement. Pointing towards Magnus, "Your friends talk about you when you aren't even around, they think your the most gullible person they've ever met that will do anything to keep them around you." Turning on gertrud as she started to laugh and agree with her older sister, "And you, you are too selfish to even have friends just acquaintance's that follow each other around even though you don't even like each other." Looking between her siblings, "What can you both tell me about your friends that you know personally, that they've told you because they trust you to not tell anyone?" "Nothing?" Throwing her hands up and walking off, "Exactly what I thought, you're jealous I have friends that genuinely care about me." 

    Estrid went straight to her room, energy starting to spark around her. She had to get her emotions under control, she could very easily lose control and either hurt someone or start a fire. All she could do was keep calm until her parents got home. 

    Later that night, Grandma Revna made dinner for the whole family. Signe and Njal joined them through the families Alexa video. There was laughter and a few arguments, the younger siblings didn't say anything about the conversation they had with Revna. 

    She was laying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Thoughts of college, her friends, her family, the graduation, Crothu, and most of all, if she will be able to control her magic. She's been scared of it since she was a child. She got angry at one of the classmates who started picking on her, one moment the kids was on their feet the next they were lifted 10 feet in the air. Yea, her magic got dangerous so she stopped using it, i.e. she is not able to control it and it only works if she concentrates on a specific spell.  The spell she used on her brother was barely controlled. 

    She kept thinking over and over on how she was going to learn control when she heard a small tapping sound at her window. She rolled over to see what it was and there was El smiling and waving her hand. She just thought to herself why did she have such i***t friends? Smiling, she got up and let her in. Whispering, " How did you get in this mess?" Estrid replied, "Brother and I got into a fight, little sister tattled and I may have used a bit of magic to beat his ass." Both girls giggled softly. "Hey, I can stay the night until the morning so you're not so bored, I brought books." El held up a few mangas, "Romance and snacks anyone?" They giggled again as Estrid went for a manga and some chocolates.  

    How he got into her room, she didn't know and she didn't care. Crothu was shirtless and looking at her as if she was the last meal he could eat. He started to walk towards her, slowly, almost cat-like. Wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her closer to him, her breathing getting heavier. Reaching up and grabbing his face pulling him down for a kiss. He devoured her. She  went limp, breath stolen from her lungs, heart beating loudly in her chest, all thoughts lost in this kiss. He had both hands on her ass, massaging them, pushing her into him more. His shaft pressing into her lower belly, making her groan into his mouth. Pulling away from her long enough to rip her top open, hands going up to her breasts, strumming and pinching her n*****s, making them ache and swell. Tossing her head back moaning loudly, his answering growl exciting her. 

    He bent over and pulled a n****e into his mouth, she gasped loudly, placed her hands on his head keeping him there. He pulled back, her n****e leaving his mouth with a pop and him attacking the other just as eagerly. She was writhing beneath him, screaming, gasping for air, arching her back in to him. He finally released it and looked at her through his lashes. She was flush, nearly out of breath, aching for more. "Crothu, don't stop... please." She groaned. He chuckled against her skin, " I believe it is your turn, love." He pulled away, putting Estrid on her feet, leaning over and capturing her lips in a heated kiss once more. 

    She went for the zipper of his pants but stopped, looking up at him making sure he was okay. When he jerked his chin up in a slight nod, she unbuttoned his pants, slowly pulling down the zipper. He didn't spring out, his c**k stuffed down his pant leg. Estrid reached in and wrapped her fingers around his thick, throbbing shaft. She heard his breath hitch and his body tense up. Estrid pulled him out of his pants, it was a lot bigger than she's imagined. His c**k felt like warm satin wrapped around steel. He started to lightly thrust into her hand, head tossed back and a low groan escaping his throat. Estrid looked down at his c**k, it was a darker tan, the dark brown head of him peeking out a little from his foreskin, his heavy balls were lifted in her other hand, and a some precum started to bead at the tip. 

    She licked her lips, starting to bend her head forward. She softly brushed her tongue against his tip, tasting the bead of precum. His groans got louder, he watched her as she slowly sucked his head into her mouth. He was sweet, heady, she wanted more. She started to suck him loudly, her hands around his shaft pumping him up and down. His groans were getting louder, she was sucking harder.