Meeting hall
"Nay!" Whack.
Shannon pouted and tried again to slide his hand up Alasdair's kilt. Alasdair eye balled him and whack. Son of a bitch slapped his hand again.
"I said nay." Alasdair repeated. He stood up from the bed and walked to the door.
"What do you mean nay! Its been three weeks Alasdair" Shannon huffed.
"Nay means nay. Don't be needing to explain myself. Will you be attending the clans meeting tomorrow morning or are you to tired or in discomfort" he said.
"Do you not find me attractive anymore?" asked Shannon as he rubbed his eight month pregnant belly.
"Shannon the meeting" Alasdair asked annoyed.
"Fine I will attend the damn meeting if its so important" Shannon gritted through his teeth.
"Aye its damn important. Its where clansmen can come and say his peace or his grievances and asked his chief for a solution or advise" Alasdair said calmly. He did not want to work Shannon up more than he already was. Call him stupid but he refuse to built his marriage on sex alone. There should be trust, understanding , communication and all that. He wants that so now he's withholding sex from Shannon. "My poor little love is practically steaming from the ears" he thought.
"Well I got some work to do why don't you sleep. Its to be an early morning and a long tomorrow" he said and walked out the door. Alasdair heard a thud as Shannon threw something against the door. He can't say he blames him. He himself is frustrated. How many times have he finished himself off these past weeks. He locked himself in his study. Its a waiting game. He have to wait until Shannon is asleep.
Nothing! Three weeks of being back in Scotland and he got nothing from Alasdair. Shannon gritted his teeth as he pulled the bedcovers back viciously. His ass and balls is going to burst. He so damn horny he's even contemplated shoving a candle up his damn hole. Oh Alasdair is punishing him real good for not believing and trusting him.
"Nay! " he mimicked Alasdair.
"Tomorrow, this shit is going to end even if he have to crawl and beg. Cock he's gonna get" he vowed.
The next morning
Alasdair bit back his smile. He watched Shannon waddle to the meeting hall. He looked absolutely stunning in the plum and cream coloured dress he was wearing. His little body heavy with child. His little love seemed to be in a mood today. Shannon growled at him this morning when he kissed him. Smacked his hand away when he tried to help him out of bed.
Aye he was in a mood.
Shannon made his way to the middle of the table. His seat was next to Alasdair with the chief's council surrounding them. They waited until he took his place. He was relieved when he felt Alasdair putting a small pillow behind his back before he took his own seat. He watched as Alasdair pounded his big fist on the table opening the meeting. Two men step forward and bowed. One old one young.
"Me lord he stole me goat and chickens. Two hen's and a cock" the old man said.
"Me lord , the goat is mine. He sold it to me and the chickens came into my hen house I dinna stole them" the younger one said.
"If you sold the goat then its his. The chickens you can take back" Alasdair said.
"He dinna pay me for the goat so how is it his" asked the old man.
Shannon watched as the younger male wrung his hand together nervously. Alasdair was about to speak but Shannon stopped him with his hand on his thigh.
"Why did you claim the goat if you did not pay for it" Shannon asked the young man. The man looked embarrassed.
"Your grace" he cleared his throat " the crops are in late bloom and me wife just gave birth to our third but her breast is dry.
We need the goat to feed the child. I reckoned I pay me neighbour when I sell the crop to the castle your grace. He dunno need the coin so urgently he have a plenty."
"You robbed me you bastard. I dinna say keep breeding your wife with bairns you canno feed!" The old man yelled. He drew mummers of agreement from the crowd.
"Enough!" Shannon yelled. He looked to the younger male. "You say you sell your crop to the castle." Shannon asked. The man nodded.
"Returned your neighbours goat." Shannon order. The young man lost all colour. The old man basking in the decision made by Shannon. Shannon held up his hand to stop the crowds shatter.
"Chief McKinnon will pay the crops in advance. You will deliver when they are ready. Go see Tillie in kitchen tell her I say to give you two female goats and one male. One's breast should be full of milk for your child. Be a good man and breed the other goats" Shannon said. The young man had the most great full look on his face. Bowing his head thanking Shannon over and over.
"Wait your grace. He can keep the goat and Chief McKinnon can give me the coin for it." The old man said.
"McKinnon" Shannon said and tilted his head towards Alasdair. He grinned proudly at Shannon his pride swelling in his chest.
"The matter have been heard and your queen have decided on it. Its done. Next!
So it went the entire day. Highlander and Lowlander's came with their grievances a matter solved and rulings made. Shannon disrupted them ever so often for a bathroom break it something to eat. Midday arrived and Shannon excused himself again. Alasdair decided to hear two more before calling it a day and continued the next day.
"That's was the last matter heard. We shall proceed tomorrow." He said lifting his hand to close the hall. Right before he pounded on the table an angelic voice stopped him.
"Not so fast my Lord. I have a grievance" Shannon said as crowd parted for him.
"Shannon" Alasdair warned.
"No. I have a matter or is the floor not open to me as well" he asked the council.
"Shannon" Alasdair raised his voice.
"Open the floor for his grace" the crowd shouted. The chief's council nodded for Shannon to continue.
"What is your grievance your grace" one of the chiefs asked.
"Well........my grief is also about a cock in a hen house or eeeer rather a cock not in a hen house" Shannon stated seriously.
Alasdair banged his head on the table and groaned. Everyone was trying very hard to contain their laughter with a snicker here and there.
"Who's cock is not in the hen house your grace." Asked one of the chiefs.
"Chief McKinnon's cock is refusing my hen house" Shannon said and the hall burst in laughter. Alasdair threw his head down on the table and pulled his hair. Groaning Shannon's name.
"Why is his grace withholding from you?" asked the chief as his body shook.
"Ask him" Shannon demanded.
"My lord McKinnon? The man asked tears running down his face full of laughter at his lords distress.
"Because I refuse to have a marriage only consisting of fucking! Alasdair bellowed.
Shannon bit his lip. He really hope he's not embarrassing Alasdair to much.
"Well your grace. It seems my lord have given your answer as to why his cock is not visiting the hen house." The chief answered.
"And I know why." Shannon said and swallowed.
"Shannon this is a matter for our bedroom" Alasdair gritted out.
"But you run from our bedroom so how am I to discuss it with you" Shannon restored.
"I dunno run" Alasdair bellowed again.
"Alasdair if I could I would go down on my knees and beg. This belly makes it difficult but I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't believe in you my husband. I'm sorry I disappointed and hurt you. I'm sorry I didn't not trust your love for me. I'm sorry that I placed you in front of my own court and own judgement." Shannon voice broke but he got Alasdair's full attention.
"I'm sorry my husband for acting like a spoiled child and put our own in unnecessary danger by running. I'm sorry I didn't not heed my fathers advise given when we married to trust my husband in his discission in all matters regarding my safety. Above all thank you for being a good husband and father. A man who protects his family at any cost. Please forgive me." Shannon said as the tears ran down his face.
Alasdair knocked his chair over in his haste to get to Shannon.
He gathered Shannon's small frame into his larger one.
"Don't you know English your forgiven the minute you trespass. There is nothing in this life you could do that's unforgivable for me even if you betray me. I'd still find a way to forgive you. I love you Shannon Kenna McKinnon. More than you'll ever know. Your my North, my South ,my East ,my West. My gravity and my center. Wherever you are my hearts with you. Listen to it ,it beats to you for you." Alasdair said.
Shannon listened to Alasdair heart beat. He knew no words were ever spoken true.
"I love you Alasdair Ciaran McKinnon. My chief. My king. My husband." Shannon said.
They heard a bang and turned seeing one of the chiefs closing the proceedings for the day.
"I think its safe to say his lord's cock will be visiting the hen house" he said.
"Send word to the kitchen to send food to our room immediately. We dunno want to be disturbed until morning my wife needs to rest." Alasdair ordered and swung Shannon in his arms. Carrying him out of the hall. Laughter followed them but they did not care or minded.
"You're be getting it now English" Alasdair smirked.
"Can your old balls keep up McKinnon" Shannon teased.
"I'll show old balls" Alasdair grumbled and Shannon giggled.
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