Axel & Lars: aftermath.

A little something as you wait for the last update of the comic. Beware it has some light R18!

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“Lars!!! Lars?!”

Axel woke up screaming as he had practically every night since that fateful day when Ragnar had spared their lives. Lars, sleeping next to him, rushed to hug him tightly to calm his agony.

“I'm here,” he told him wordlessly as he clasped him in his arms and stroked his back.

“I thought that... I thought that...”

Axel began to cry against his chest. Lars guessed it had been another of his recurring nightmares. In some, Lars would die in some cruel way right before his eyes, and in others, Lars would simply leave him because he hated him.

That would never happen.

Lars kissed his forehead, eyelids and nose before moving down to his lips and taking them gently. Axel seemed to replace his sadness with desperate lust and began kissing him and rubbing his body against his trying to make him get an erection.

After a nightmare there were always two possibilities: either Lars would sweetly comfort Axel until he fell asleep again, or they would have wild sex until neither of them could move anymore. Axel had become more submissive than ever during such intercourse, and Lars liked to possess and dominate him.

Although the situation was far from ideal, Lars couldn't help but like it. He would never stop hating Ragnar for sleeping with Axel in the past, but ever since that day when they had settled the whole thing and had almost lost their lives under the rain, he felt that Axel was more his than ever. The desperation with which Axel sought him out and needed him was all Lars wanted, so he felt happier than ever despite how twisted it might seem.

“Mine, he's only mine,” Lars thought as he smiled and took Axel hard against the mattress.

Axel fell asleep again when they were done, tightly wrapped around Lars to make sure he was there.

“I'm not going anywhere,” Lars thought to himself as he shielded him from the cold with his huge body burning up after what had happened just a few minutes before. He closed his eyes with a calm smile and settled down to sleep. He had neither dreams nor nightmares, but he was indifferent. His biggest dream, Axel's love and devotion, had been fulfilled, so sleep was just a formality.

A formality until Axel would call out his name again and he would once again feel the center of his universe. Everything was in its place.

THE END.

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I always said they had a toxic relationship and that it wasn't just from Axel's side. Lars is really possessive and he loves feeling like he owns Axel, so he can't help feeling happy with the current situation even though the person he loves is deeply traumatized. I like to write all kind of relationships, they don't always need to be wholesome ( ' 3 ' ) In fiction, I like to read cruel and toxic love like this sometimes. I think it's interesting (but stay away from it IRL ;;;).

Lars got his happy ending after all, in a twisted way (laughs).