Trapped in His Tartan *Scottish Fic*

Aralyn faked it well. "Are we doing anything the rest of the day?"

*&*

"Respect is earned." Elsa spat, she went to move away from him but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.

"You need to learn your place." Sebastian fumed. He wasn't normally like this, but Elsa awakened intense feelings in him, as he was learning, both good ones and bad ones.

"I swear to god, Sebastian. I'll cut it off." Elsa scowled staring at his hand which was around her wrist tightly.

Colin shrugged, "Doubtful. Go explore your new home."

*&*

He glared at her.

Aralyn nodded, "I am not used to having all day to myself."

*&*

She ripped her wrist from his grasp. He wasn't holding it tightly.

"Do not walk away from me." Sebastian nearly yelled.

"Do not raise your voice to me!"

Colin sighed, "What would you like to do? I am the Chief. I have things to attend to."

"Well EXCUSE me for just making a statement! I didn't ASK for any of this."

&^&

Sebastian frowned, "You're my wife. You'll do as I say." He didn't sound as confident as usual.

"Well, you'll get used to it." He grumbled.

*&*

"No I won't." Elsa said simply.

"Yes you will." Sebastian snapped.

"Go to hell." She rolled her eyes.

Aralyn shrugged.

&^&

"Don't talk to me like that." He warned.

"I want you to be happy!" Colin said.

*&*

She spat a sling of Gaelic curses at him loudly. He went to her quickly and put his hand over her mouth. "Do you want the whole castle to hear you?" She bite his hand.

Aralyn looked at him with her large eyes, "If you'd wanted that, you would NEVER have stolen me." With that last response, she stormed into her rooms.

*&*

He let out a roar.

"Fuck." Colin mumbled to himself as he sat on the floor.

*&*

Now Elsa could see the rage in his eyes. A man his size could kill her with his bare hands, and what good would that do her? None. She jumped back instinctively in fear.

He stared into the fire for a few minutes. Several times he almost went after Aralyn. Finally, he decided to go get advice from his mother.

*&*

Sebastian came close to grabbing her but instead he swiftly turned and exited the room.

The men bumped into each other in the hallway.

"My wife hates me." They said at the exact same time then sighed.

"Where are you going?" Sebastian asked. They were supposed to be talking war.

"Going to talk to mum."

"I think we could both use her advice." Sebastian sighed, "If you don't mind me joining."

Colin shrugged. His mother would fix everything. She always did.

They walked in. Their mother looked at them and knew right away what was wrong.

"Let me guess..you've realized your wives aren't happy with you." She raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." They said, almost embarrassed.

"Well, let me sum it up for you. Colin, you are absolutely oblivious to Aralyn's feelings, you do not consider things from her perspective, what you have put her through. And Sebastian, you're all together too Spartan with the girl. She's a woman, not a warrior, not matter how she acts. You both have bad tempers." Their mother said honestly.

"Colin, you should go out of your way to show her gestures of your love. Sebastian, a little kindness goes a long way."

"Yes ma." They both grumbled.

"Now get out of my sight and go to your wives." She glared, "You best make this right!"

They walked in silence back to their wives. Both men could easily be turned into children when in the presence of their mother.

*&*

Colin walked into their chambers, "I will spend the day with you if you'd like." He said softly.

*&*

Sebastian walked in and saw Elsa glaring at him. He came and sat next to her on the bed, "I am sorry for my temper. I did not mean to frighten you."

"You didn't." She lied stubbornly.

Aralyn raised an eyebrow.

"Would you like to get accustomed to our lands?" Colin suggested.

*&*

"Well, regardless, I am sorry."

"Yes I would." She said slowly as she stood.

*&*

"You know-" Elsa was clearly still mad but her thought was cut off when Sebastian grabbed her face and kissed her passionately. To his surprise she kissed him back, it seemed all this anger lead to passion.

(Hehe what do "they" call it? Hate sex I think)

"I'll have the horses ready." He muttered.

"I am perfectly capable of preparing my own horse."

&^&

His hands began roaming.

"You don't need to anymore." He smiled slightly.

&&

His eyes widened when she pulled off his shirt.

She couldn't help but smile at him.

*&*

"What are you doing?" He asked softly.

"Let's go." He laughed slightly. "Bundle up."

(*(

"I feel things for you I can't explain." She said confused by her own passion.

"That's lust." Sebastian smirked slightly.

Elsa just kissed him again.

Soon the couple were riding together in the countryside. They rode close enough that their legs kept brushing together.

&^&


Soon enough, they were in the bed again.

Aralyn blushed slightly, "Your lands are gorgeous."

(*(

When they were finished they laid together for a moment.

"I'm still going to cut that hand off." Elsa teased.