#Hvitserk Drabble

[bilbotargaryen]

38 - I am not losing to you again

Hvitserk ate another nut. He could feel Ivar piercing him with his eyes. He was waiting for him to make his move, but the board was unyielding. There was no way he could escape his little brother’s trap, at least he didn’t see one. “What are you waiting for?”, Ivar mocked him. He knew. “I am not losing to you again”, Hvitserk mumbled. “What was that?”, Hvitserk looked up and saw how Ivar hungrily licked his lips, expecting his surrender any time now. Hvitserk shoved the board off the table, scattering the game pieces across the floor. Then he left.

[hvigon]

Drabble Drop #1

(Some Drabbles from the Prompt List I've reblogged on my Main - Enjoy!)

63 - I never believed in soulmates until I met you.

Entangled in each other’s arms, they lay in bed, sharing lazy, exhausted kisses. Hvitserk felt Aegon slowly drifting off to slumber. “Do you believe in soulmates?”, Hvitserk murmured in between kisses. Aegon did not answer, only shook his head, making their kissing lips twist to one side, then the other. “I never believed in soulmates”, Hvitserk pressed out before another kiss made speaking impossible, “Until I met you.” “You’re such a sap”, was all Aegon had to say to that. Yet, he felt the warmth between them just as much as the other. He wished this night would never end.

80 - I've never felt this way about anyone before…and it scares the crap out of me.

This was the end. He was just about to leave the brothel, when he heard a familiar voice. He had to see if he was right. He caught him being ridden by a white-haired woman. Aegon couldn’t look away, even when Hvitserk spotted him. He wished he was in her place. He thought the kisses they shared when they were alone were enough. But he was wrong. What was he supposed to say now? “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before…and it scares the crap out of me?” Crying in some back room, he sank to the floor.

54 - Not a day will go by that I won't think of you.

The rumors had gotten louder. So loud, that they had to take a break. It was too dangerous. One last time they had enjoyed each other’s bodies. Now they had to say goodbye. “Not a day will go by that I won’t think of you”, Hvitserk squeezed him tight after Aegon had dressed to leave. “Stop it”, he said and squeezed him even harder. “I mean it”, Hvitserk whispered into his ear. “As do I”, Aegon started to shake in his arms and soon to sob, “As do I, you fuzzy idiot.” Hvitserk smiled, burying his head into Aegon’s curls.

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Masterlist <3

Game of Thrones masterlist

Vikings

Ragnar Lothbrok

#drew drools over ragnar lothbrok

Patiently wait.

Bjorn Ironside

#drew drools over bjorn ironside

New.

One and the same.

My strong girl.

#drew drools over hvitserk ragnarsson

Ivar the Boneless

A ring and a cold heart.

Batman

Bruce Wayne

(I don't own this photo btw :))

#drew drools over bruce wayne

Billionaire Brucie.

Jason Todd

(I don't own this photo btw :) )

#drew drools over jason todd

Bike problems.

Apologies.

The trail.

Sleep.

Kill 'em.

Dead batteries.

Little deer.

Dumb football game.

Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

A beautiful thing to picture, indeed.

One happy marriage.

Saltburn

Felix Catton

He would burn the world for her.

I love hearing about your day. SMUT

The cold ground provided no comfort.

Sweet little nothings.

So guilty.

Breakfast is ready.

It's like heaven. SMUT

Anything for you, beautiful girl. SMUT

The Last of Us

Joel Miller

A civilized meal.

Never been more thankful.

They're not gonna hit you.

Her saving grace.

Sweet mama.

Miller baby.

Two idiots in love. Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 (Finished series)

Mandalorian

Din D'jarin

His perfect little Cyar'ika.

You've made me worry.

Such a pretty sight.

I know you made her your riduur.

Good Omens

Crowley

He may always be a demon, but she still loves him.

Is that a spot?

Hannibal NBC

Hannibal x reader x Will

I see the way you look at her, William.

His carefully crafted web.

A predicament.

Terms of Endearment (drabble).

Will Graham

No Pajama Party for you, Mr. Graham.

Fishing 101.

Their safe hold.

So scared but so happy.

Xmen

Charles Xavier

Of course, my love.

Polar

Duncan Visla

Four days of hell.

Midsommar

Pelle

That's a love rune. Casts a love spell.

Little bird.

Adjustment.

Twilight

Jasper Hale

Are you scared of me, Princess?

Sparring.

Marcus Volturi

The Best Thing for Marcus.

Caius Volturi

The human did interrupt.

Sherlock BBC

Jim Moriarty

A deer in the headlights.

Harry Potter Universe

Barty Crouch Jr.

His betrothed. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.

I hope I do.

Severus Snape

The astronomy professor.

Remus Lupin

Our needs. SMUT

James Potter

Feeling unwell.

OC stories:

Harry Potter universe:

The misaligned stars.

Remus Lupin x OC x (past)Regulus Black

Summary: The golden trio knocks on the door of someone who can help them with the Slytherin locket.

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Let’s Wait- Ivar x Reader

Little funny Drabble with the cripple boy

“They do realise I understand what they’re saying, right?” You whisper to Ivar who sat beside you.

Your father was a King and had recently made alliances with King Ragnar, so to celebrate, both families had come together for a feast. During said feast, you hadn’t said much but had heard plenty from Ragnars sons, Hvitserk and Ubbe. Lots of comments were being made about how you looked and what you might be like in bed. Speaking in their language, they didn’t think you understood, but you sat there listening all the same.

“Maybe you should tell them.” Ivar smirked back at you.

“No, I think I should wait for a more opportune time, when I can embarrass them the most. Besides, being a princess I never really hear what people truly think about me, so this could be fun.” You whisper back to him, a devilish smile forming on your lips as you sipped your drink.

Ivars eyes flashed with mischief at your plan, as he began to form a bond with you. He didn’t always like these kinds of celebrations, but with you around, it might just be fun.

“Hmmm, seems like a great strategy to me.” He smirked at you, his eyes looking into yours, both of your mischief seeming to match.

[lisinfleur]

MASTERLIST - Vikings Content

Once this blog was entirely turned to the Series Vikings. Now that we're opening new themes, this post is a way for you who liked my Vikings Content to keep track of my old works so you can come back in time and enjoy them one more time!

This masterlist will have content related to:

The series Vikings and its characters.

Series and side works made by Vikings Cast

Original characters in the series' universe - on demand

⁑ Anything with more than 2 chapters.

WIPs:

No WIP at the moment.

Finished:

Universe | Crossover Kriger x A Bond Between People

Et Bånd Mellem Krigere Pairing | Mads x Joy, Adrian x Reader Info | Fix It AU, crossover Kriger x A Bond Between People. ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, heavy ANGST, SMUT included, cursing, mentions of murder, blood, violence, drugs, death. Caution is recommended: the following content may be triggering.

Universe | Vikings

Curse Pairing | No pair Info | Viking Age AU, Fantasy AU ⁑ Warnings: Horror, heavy ANGST, cursing, fictional creatures, mentions of death, mutilation, black magic, murder, major character deaths, blood, and violence. +18

Face the Music Pairing | Hvitserk x Plus Size! Reader Info | Viking Age AU, Requested by @thiahilmarsdottir​⁑Warnings: ANGST, romance. Mentions of fat-shaming, betrayal. Erotic content.

For the Sake of All Pairing | Sigurd x Blaeja Info | Viking Age AU, multiple shots related to one another ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, Fluffy, romance, +18

His... His Only Pairing | Alfred x Reader x Ivar Info | Viking Age AU, multiple drabbles related to one another ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, ANGST, romance, mentions of death, burning, betrayal, and some cursing. +18

Lady of the Lake Pairing | Sigurd x OC Info | Viking Age AU, Fantasy AU ⁑ Warnings: ANGST, romance, fantasy creatures, some cursing, mentions of death, blood, violence, and some horror. +18 

Mishaps Pairing | Hvitserk x OC/Reader Info | Modern AU, Dark AU, Mobster AU, Criminal Vikings AU ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, ANGST, SMUT included, cursing, mentions of murder, blood, violence, kidnapping, betrayal, 18+

Payback Pairing | Hvitserk x Reader Info | Modern AU, Mobster AU, Criminal Vikings AU, Dark AU ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, ANGST, cursing, mentions of murder, rape, death, violence, abuse, drugs, and torture. +18. Caution recommended: the following content may be triggering.

Rangsælis Pairing | Ubbe x Wife! Reader Info | Viking Age AU ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, heavy ANGST, SMUT included, cursing, mentions of murder, blood, violence, rape, violence against women, heathenry, death. 18+ Caution recommended: the following content may be triggering.  

Ravished Pairing | Ubbe x Reader Info | Viking Age AU ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, heavy ANGST, cursing, mentions of death, murder, violence, dirty talk, torture, rape, women humiliation, and violence against women. +18. Caution recommended: the following content may be triggering.

The Wolf, The Dog, and The Maiden Pairing | Hvitserk x Reader Info | Viking Age AU ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, heavy ANGST, cursing, mentions of major character’s death, underage death, murder, and violence. +18. Caution recommended: the following content may be triggering.

Through & Through Pairing | Ivar x OC Info | Viking Age AU ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, heavy ANGST, SMUT included, cursing, mentions of murder, blood, violence, crimes, torture, slavery, death. Caution is recommended: the following content may be triggering.

When You Weren’t Here to See Pairing | Sigurd x Siggy Björnsðóttir Info | Viking Age AU, requested by multiple anons ⁑Warnings: Mentions of child abandonment and sensitive themes, incestuous relationship (uncle x niece), SMUT, familiar conflicts.

Wrong Choices Pairing | Sigurd x Reader Info | Viking Age AU, Werewolves AU, Alpha x Beta x Omega Dynamics ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, ANGST, Fluffy, romance, mentions of violence, blood, wounds, and cursing. +18

⁑ Little texts, scenes, and little fics with 1 or 2 chapters.

WIPs:

No WIP at the moment.

Finished:

Universe | Cast 

Marco Ilsø

Universe | Vikings

» Ragnarssons Team

Björn Ragnarsson

Ubbe Ragnarsson

Hvitserk Ragnarsson

Sigurd Ragnarsson

Ivar Ragnarsson

Neutral Shots

» Viking Team

Ragnar Lothbrok

Harald Finehair

Other Vikings

» Saxon Team

Alfred, the Great

Other Saxons

⁑ Masterlists for the general events of this blog: ¹For the events focused on a single character, please check the character’s personal masterlist!

2019 Holiday Event - From: Us, To: You, With Love Universe | Vikings Cooperative event with @honestsycrets​ 

Take a look at the links below and enjoy!

Ragnarssons In - Archive Part I and Part II All Ragnarssons reactions headcanons already published

Headcanons Archive - Vikings Content All Headcanons already published for Vikings

Plot List - Vikings Content List of ideas and plot starters for you guys Please, credit if use!

NSFW Prompt Challenge All drabbles published for Vikings in this kind of challenge.

Drabble Challenge All drabbles published for Vikings in this kind of challenge.

Valhalla Panel Scenes The Ragnar’s Sons went to Valhalla together and they’re now around the same table, drinking, feasting, fighting, and answering whatever you want to know!

» Followers Celebrations (Vikings content):

600 Followers Celebration Drabbles  

700 Followers Celebration Drabbles

1000 Followers Celebration Drabbles

2000 Followers Celebration Drabbles

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masterlist

House of the Dragon:

Secret Visits - Aemond Targaryen - Aemond visits his little sister in her chambers /18+

Silent Desires - Aemond Targaryen - Aemond has one of his servants as his dirty little secret /18+

Captivating - Aemond Targaryen - Aemond meets a beautiful girl and they make out

An Eternity Together [masterlist] - Aemond Targaryen story - Aemond tells us about his obsession with the girl he loves /slight nsfw

You Have No Right [masterlist] - Aemond Targaryen story - The young prince does anything he can to find the woman again he fantasized about since they met / some nsfw

A Song of Water and Fire [masterlist] COMING SOON - Aemond Targaryen story - Laena was the only true child of Laenor Velaryon and Rhaenyra Targaryen, questioning the legitimacy of Jacaerys' claim as heir to The Iron Throne.

Split - Aemond & Aegon Targaryen - Both Targaryen brothers desire the same girl /18+

Targaryen Hearts Entwined - Aemond & Aegon Targaryen - Both Targaryen brothers desire the same girl (again) /18+

Stranger Things:

I need you - Billy Hargrove - Billy meets his ex on a party, and forces himself on her /18+

I´m kinda into it - Billy Hargrove - Billy is controlled by the mindflayer and made a deal with his first victim /18+

Sorry I'm late, sweetheart - Eddie Munson - Eddie gets late from a drug deal, and apologizes to his lady (iykyk) /18+

I want you - Billy Hargrove - Billy is obsessed with one of the girls in High School, and he finally got what he wanted /18+

Vikings:

What Ivar loves and needs from his wife - Ivar the boneless - A drabble about some favorites of Ivar /nsfw and fluff

I'm Never Sharing My Meal - Hvitserk & Ivar - The brothers have to stay in a shack in the woods with their companion, but it ends in a competition /18+

The God's Pathways [masterlist] COMING SOON - Vikings story - /some nsfw

I Still Hate You - Hvitserk Ragnarsson - Hvitserk recently visits the wife of his brother, but he absolutely hates her /18+

Harry Potter:

Not a No-Maj [masterlist] COMING SOON - Draco Malfoy story - A sassy girl from America, meets an English wizard who no one ever told 'no'

Zephyr [masterlist] COMING SOON - one shot collection - A collection of one shots, in an alternative reality, where Slytherin and Gryffindor ain't enemies

[mushies-stories]

Vikings masterlist

Ubbe

Hvitserk

Bjorn

Ivar

Drabbles/headcanons

[therealvikingstrash]

555 Follower Celebration

Hey there! I have the feeling we haven't done one of these in a while and since I like repdigit numbers this might as well become a thing on this blog.

For this Follower Celebration, I will be making stuff for you guys! You can choose characters (please tell me if you want a specific pairing of the listed characters or with an OC, no readerfic) from Vikings and Vikings: Valhalla. And for this one you can pick a trope or prompt of your liking. It'll be a surprise if I'm creating art or perhaps write a story ranging from drabble to longfic. It really depends on how inspired I will be. (list under the cut)

Vikings: Valhalla Characters:

Jarl Estrid Haakon Emma of Normandy King Canute Gytha Earl Godwin Agnarr Altörra Freydis Eriksdottir Harald Sigurdsson Liv Yrsa Skarde Njal Toke Ulf

Vikings Characters:

Hvitserk Ubbe Aslaug Gunnhild Aud Amma Þórunn Yidu Ingrid Helga Floki Rollo Ragnar Æthelred Alfred the Great Halfdan the Black Harald Finehair

Prompt Lists:

Tropes

Little Romantic Gestures

Sparring Prompts

Bittersweet

Smutty

Tropes and Prompts can be combined, if you want to, but you don't have to. Hope some of you will find something you'd like me to create! 💕

[alicedopey]

Vikings ask ivar and hvitserk reaction to seeing each other in vallhala (I know ivar gonna kick hvitty ass for the christian thing I mean after that)

Oh Ivar will be mad…or maybe not. I have something different in my head but I’m keeping it for my little Drabble. The obvious thing is that they will be happy

[mystic-shadows42]

Burden to Bear

A/N: As you can see I couldn’t choose between the two gifs. This ended up longer than it probably should have. Not edited. Enjoy!

Word Count: 2,892

Pairing: Hvitserk x fem!reader (ft. Ivar)

Warnings: Violence, language, kidnapping, taunting, and death

You were a prisoner in your own home. Invaders from the north raided and plundered your land. They hadn’t simply pillaged, they had made camp. They treated themselves to the food, treasures, and women.

At night, you prayed and would cover your ears whenever you heard the screams. The awful screams of someone else’s pain that you could do nothing about. It was too much. Too brutal. You had been lucky to haven’t endured such an atrocious act.

The person who had found you was a fair blue-eyed man. He didn’t yell or use force when he found your hiding spot. He simply gazed at you in admiration. He beckoned you out with soft gentle words. You didn’t want to abandon your safe haven but when others barged in with hostility you found yourself running behind the man seeking any sort of barrier from these bloodied broad men.

Your captor held some sort of power. He walked with a crutch and held no weapon but he was respected for when he spoke on your behalf, they left you alone entirely. 

The man had shown you kindness and kept you in a room. You had been grateful not to be in chains.

You bide your time. There was an advantage with it just being him and no one else. All you had to worry about was the others that were beyond the house.

When the opportunity did present itself, you did escape that was when you learned the hard way how fortunate you had been being kept away. You stumbled upon piles of bodies, an animal sacrifice, people fornicating in various areas, and interrupted some sort of ritual going on. You were beyond terrified and in your state of panic, Ivar had captured you once more but this time you went willingly.

Several days had passed, too many to count. Every day was much of the same: Ivar coming into the room to try and talk, giving you food, and then locking the door.

You were grateful to at least be in a grand room. Though there were no windows. No light to tell you what time of day it was. You felt as if you were withering day by day. A little piece of yourself chipping away. You saw no one else but Ivar and it sickened you to think that you craved a little interaction with the man who held you captive.

Your captor, Ivar would try and coax you to speak to him but you’d turn your head to look elsewhere. He’d speak in a soft comforting voice. He’d tell you all sorts of things such as he would never harm you, provide you with the best care but couldn’t let you go, and how he can give you a life full of happiness if your heart would allow it.

He cared for you which was confusing. This man didn’t know you, just as you didn’t know him. He spoke how his gods whispered in his ear how you were there for a purpose. He took it as a sign that you were for him to love and cherish.

His gods were nothing more than false deities he and his people chose to live by as a way to do inexplicable acts without consequence. So that’s why every night you chose to ignore Ivar even going so far as not eating the food he provided.

You prayed for a miracle. Something or someone to save you from this hell.

****

“I heard you’re hiding a great beauty from me, brother,” Hvitserk spoke as he approached Ivar who was guarding the house that the men had told him about. Word had spread far and wide that Ivar had conquered yet another village but was reluctant to move on, all because of a mysterious woman he wanted to coax into loving him.

Hvitserk didn’t hesitate to jump on a boat and sail here. He hadn’t forgiven his brother for all that he’s done. He wanted to make Ivar pay. Killing him would be too easy so he’d take little by little until Ivar will only be a shell of a man.

“What if I am?” Ivar’s posture was defensive. His blue eyes were bright and alert at the arrival of his brother.

“I’m just a little curious as to why you’d do such a thing? The men have said you’ve been hiding her in this home. She’s left unbound, fed better than most, and isn’t being used for pleasure or for labor work. Why is that, Ivar? Do you have a new obsession I’m unaware of?” When Ivar said nothing, Hvitserk smiled condescendingly. “Let’s have a look, shall we?” Hvitserk took a step forward only for Ivar to stop him with his crutch.

Hvitserk looked down crossed between his inner anger and smugness. He hit a nerve within Ivar and he wanted to keep at it.

“I’m afraid I can’t let you do that brother.” Ivar dug his crutch deeper into the wood making his point known.

Hvitserk clicked his tongue in distaste. “Why not?”

“We both know why you came here. You’re not here on my behalf but your own.” 

Hvitserk’s mouth quirked into a smile. He would not make it easy on his brother.

“Don’t want me to tarnish your precious jewel as you did mine?” This time when Hvitserk spoke, he looked at Ivar. His expression now became serious as he thought of Thora and the fate that Ivar sentenced her. She was burned alive. One of the worst possible things a person can befall. She was nothing short of sweet and Ivar did that to her. Hvitserk’s nostril flared as he got in Ivar’s face. “What would you do if I were to taint your precious jewel? Would you look at her differently? Would you still want her or would you let me have her?” He asked, cocking his head.

“She’s not to be touched,” Ivar spoke through clenched teeth.

Hvitserk chuckled. “Like you did with Thora?”

Ivar sighed heavily. “It was different with Thora.”

“How was it different? You burned her alive.” Hvitserk had his fists clenched. He had to remind himself not to pummel his brother just yet, afraid that if he did so, he wouldn’t be able to stop. Ivar didn’t deserve to die just yet not until he suffered first.

“If you were in my position of power you would’ve done the same,” Hvitserk shook his head but Ivar kept going. “You would eliminate any and all those oppose to your rule.” 

Each time Ivar spoke it only infuriated Hvitserk more.

“That’s the difference between us, brother,” Hvitserk seethed. “I wouldn’t have ordered a family to be killed. Only cowards have others do their bidding.” He got close to Ivar making sure he’s to hear what he has to say. “If I’m to do something drastic, I’d do it myself.”

He pushed away the crutch from Ivar’s grasp and then kicked his foot before walking past. Before Hvitserk could make it too far, Ivar crawled and grasped his legs tripping Hvitserk too.

They scrambled on the floor kicking up dust and dirt.

Hvitserk was quick to jump on top reaching for Ivar’s crutch and hitting him once with full force knocking his brother out cold. He breathed heavily getting high off the adrenaline he was feeling.

Hvitserk stood up looking around to see that no one was in sight to see the brothers quarreling. He gathered himself and headed straight for the house where Ivar’s prized treasure resided. He checked every room until there stood but one.

He turned the handle only to find it locked. He muttered profanities at his frustration then brought out his knife trying to pry the lock loose. After several minutes, he gave up and decided that perhaps he was wasting his time.

He started to walk away when thoughts of Ivar arose. He thought of his Thora and how helpless she was against his brother. He used that to fuel his anger. He turned around quickly and kicked at the door with newfound fury. It didn’t budge, but at the sound of it, he was sure he could get in if he persisted, so that’s what he did.

Little by little the door started to crack under the pressure. As the wood started to splinter Hvitserk kicked harder than the last. He used all his energy in one final attempt and the door gave way bursting open.

Upon entering the establishment Hvitserk eyed the room disgusted at how big it was. He was angry with the fact that Ivar provided a stranger, no a slave, with this much luxury while warriors slept outside. 

He was so very angry that his Thora was dead by being burned alive while this woman was being doted on by his brother.

His eyes wandered looking for the woman in question. There was hardly any place to hide so he looked at the bed knowing she was under there. He stood on one side before he got down on his hands and knees to look underneath.

He saw her scrambling away on the other side to get away. He smiled then stood upright just as she had. His smile began to falter as they locked eyes, both breathing heavily.

Looking at her felt familiar somehow. At that moment, he didn’t want to hurt her like he intended. He was more confused than anything just like she seemed to be as she stared back completely ignoring the broken-down door that she could just as easily run out of.

Hvitserk kept clenching and unclenching his jaw as he debated with himself. He felt something. A different feeling that had his heart racing, only more soothingly. He took in the features of your face and how brightly your eyes shined. He liked how delicate you looked but also a sense of capability. Knowing that you can hold your own despite not being a warrior. He wanted to approach you carefully without scaring you off.

You looked back at the stranger before you trying to catch your breath. After hearing him trying to break the door down you thought the worse but now he stood there simply staring.

There was something in the way he looked at you that you hoped he wouldn’t do anything to cause harm. It was as if your eyes were communicating what your souls couldn’t.

It was a strange feeling to try and put trust in him. This beautiful stranger. He lowered his head but didn’t break eye contact as he tried to take a step around the bed that barricaded you two.

Your breath hitched watching him try to get closer. He was still dangerous. The fact that he had weapons on him proved so. You clenched your dress trying to stable yourself but not being able to move whether from fright or curiosity.

He raised his hands in the air you gathered as a means to calm you. 

He was only able to take a few steps before he kicked the leftover food you hadn’t eaten. The plate clattering on the floor is what snapped you out of it. He closed his eyes already knowing he messed up. When he looked up you had already taken off towards the door and out of the house you’d been confined in.

You knew the layout of the land but not where they had set out headquarters. All you knew were the areas to avoid the last time you escaped. The best option was to head towards the open hills that led into the woods. It would expose you but if you made it to the woods, there was a chance.

It was a risk you were willing to take. You took off in a sprint ignoring the yells and horns. Your heart was pumping as your only focus was the woods just ahead, so close yet so far.

You didn’t dare look back, fearing that what you see will stop you completely. When an arrow pierced a spot just a few inches away that’s when you began to alternate your running to throw them off course.

Upon entering the woods, you hadn’t looked to see where you were going and tripped on a tree branch. Just as soon as you fell an ax pierced the tree ahead, mere seconds from killing you hadn’t you been tripped.

Your knee burned and your hands were scraped but you swallowed back the pain and continued on. Survival was your only option. You began to breathe heavily growing tired. These men knew how to hunt and would be in their element hunting you in here. You tried not to let those thoughts deter you from your goal.

The sounds grew louder but you kept going.

It all abruptly stopped when you were tackled from behind. Your face was dug in the dirt before you were hauled up.

“Fast little bitch, aren’t ya?” There were a total of five men all circling you. The one that caught you pushed you into another.

“So this is what she looks like,” he gripped your chin harshly as he examined you head to toe. That’s when you spit at him.

“Whore,” he seethed before slapping you to the ground. The man you spat on clutched the front of your dress lifting you towards him. Before he could do anything a sword was unsheathed and a grunt was heard followed by a thump.

The man let you go and stepped back as he looked at something behind you.

You sat up and looked behind to see the same stranger from before. His sword was bloodied and the man he killed was lying face down. He had a different expression on his face now. 

“Hvitserk,” the man spoke in surprise. “We were only trying to apprehend your brother’s possession.”

“He will not be too pleased to see that you have inflicted pain on her.”

Your heart raced at hearing him speak.

The man he spoke to said nothing in return making you wonder what type of authority he held.

Hvitserk wiped the blood on the dead man’s shirt before he sheathed his weapon. He approached you carefully. He bent down on his knees and raised his hand cautiously before touching your face near where you had been slapped.

“Does it hurt?”

You closed your eyes hating that his touch was gentle and how he was making your heart race. This was the enemy. You opened your eyes seeing that he was still here and waiting.

You nodded, “it stings.”

“They’ll pay for ever laying a hand on you. This I swear.”

You believed his words knowing that he’d see it through. He brushed your hair aside and then gathered you in his arms as he began to walk back. As he was walking all you could do was stare up at him in wonder.

“What are you going to do with me?”

He clenched his jaw and sighed. “I don’t know yet.” He seemed to be just as conflicted.

“Are you going to hurt me?”

At this, he looked down at you. “Don’t trouble yourself with all these questions. My brother will take care of you. The best thing for us both is for me to leave.”

You inclined your head to take a better look at him. Ivar was his brother? He was going to leave after your encounter? It was unexplainable but you felt a little down after hearing all of this.

“Take me with you.”

Hvitserk let out a chuckle thinking you were joking then it died down once he saw your serious expression. He stopped walking and lightly touched your bruised cheek. “I can’t guarantee your safety especially since I fully intended on hurting you to get at Ivar. I’m not a good man. None of us are.”

You grasped his hands in yours, desperate to just leave this place.

“I know you won’t let anything happen to me.” You looked down, a bit bashful for what you were about to say. “I feel a connection with you and I know we’re unlikely partners. Ivar will never let it happen and he won’t ever let me go. I don’t have to stay with you long, just somewhere safe.”

Hvitserk gently tipped your chin up to look into his eyes. He was closer than he was before and you hadn’t noticed. “My brother has a temper. He may say he loves you now but betray him and leave with me, there’s a possibility he’ll come to kill you. Are you willing to take the risk?”

You nodded. You were going by instinct and they were telling you to trust Hvitserk rather than Ivar.

You both sat out on that hill looking at each other knowing that there would be a mess once you both left but there needed to be a plan. First, he needed to deal with the men who had hurt you. Second, dealing with Ivar once he awoke. Third, plan the escape. Fourth, leaving it all behind and forgetting the consequences.

That night the man who shot his arrows at you was pierced by multiple. The man who threw his ax was decapitated. The man who slapped you had lost both his hands. The rest were hanged.

The executions were all ordered out by Hvitserk himself.

[artemiseamoon]

Le Vampire

Vampire!Hvitserk

AN: This is part of a writing celebration by @saldelys I joined last year. It was supposed to be for Halloween 2021 🤦🏾‍♀️My prompts were: Hvitserk + vampire pre bed ritual. I’m soooooooo late with this, but here it goes. Pls share (reblog) & spread to anyone you think will enjoy it. 💕 | Words: 535

⚠️warnings: vampire stuff, blood, biting, very very brief mention of sexual activity previously but not described or seen. Otherwise just silly and fun

Two months ago…

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Before

It started with a kiss from a mysterious woman. Her lips were spells: she enchanted him. The night they spent together was magical and surpassed any of his previous experiences. Something about her felt unreal, almost as if he imagined her.

That morning when he rose from slumber, Hvitserk felt a mix of euphoric bliss and exhaustion. Everything seemed fine until he sat up. A gentle breeze blew through his curtains, letting the sunlight in. The golden rays he barely gave a second thought to felt like fire on his bare skin. Jolting back in pain, Hvitserk cautiously slid his hand into the sunlight, only to be met with a tinge of pain once more…

Now

Once Hvitserk realized what happened to him, and after a brief period of grieving his old life, he accepted it and embraced it. In fact, Hvitserk adapted too well, like he was always meant to be a vampire.

The first big step into his new life started with a house. Hvitserk moved out of the apartment he shared with Ubbe and purchased an old Victorian mansion on Hallowmas lane. It was located in a small town two hours away from Kattegat City, so small it wasn’t on any older maps. Rumor had it the town was created by witches. Hallowmas was special, like Halloween all year long.

After moving into the mansion, much to the confusion of his mother (who liked the mystical witchy element of the town) and utter amusement of his father, Hvitserk settled in nicely. All the curtains were specialized to block sunlight. He even tapped into his massive trust fund to replace the old windows with something better suited for a vampire.

Hvitserk created a special pre-coffin ritual, one that blended elements of his old life and new. Just before sunrise, Hvitserk would have his favorite snack. Vampire didn’t need to eat, but he wasn't going to let being one of the undead take away his greatest love; food. This was a perk for any humans who came over, unlike other vampires, Hvitsersk's fridge and cabinets were always stocked.

After the snack, he dresses in his favorite sleepwear. Comfort was important, especially when you slept inside a coffin. Not that he had to, Hvitserk did have a king sized bed in his master bedroom as well. But he liked to keep it authentic, except for the nights the bed called to him like a siren song. Or, when his lovers were over.

He stripped the inside of the coffin and made it as comfortable as possible. Cushioning, a real pillow, satin lining, furs. He tried to sleep in the old school ones in the beginning, but it was quite unpleasant.

With silk sheets and furs and a happy tummy, Hvitserk is now ready for bed as the first rays of sunlight brighten the night sky. That was the thing about being a vampire, you could feel it, even if you couldn't see it.

Humming contently, Hvitserk closes his eyes and wills the coffin lid closed with his mind. Now, he’d sleep until the day was replaced by night. When he wakes next, Hvitserk has to prepare for Ivar’s visit.

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ao3 - Canon Divergence AU - Angst/Smut/Fluff

Summary: Hvitserk did not feel lost. He was. All his brothers had found their purpose, the meaning of their existence, while he had nothing but alcohol and a strange drug from an even stranger land. Until the dreams began. Dreams that felt so real, Hvitserk could have sworn they were. Oh, how he wished they were…

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[hecohansen31]

I literally misread the first prompt on promptlist #5 which says “Have you ever kissed anyone before?”. I thought it said "Have I ever kissed you before?" And well....I kinda like that better! Could you possibly do that one for me with either Ubbe or Hvitserk?

WARNINGS: Drunk! Hvitserk, Penises Hairbands/Bachelor-Bachelorette’s Parties.

"Have I ever kissed you before?"

“Yes, you have” you commented with a light amusement flicking on your eyes, as your very very drunk boyfriend, Hvitserk looked at you on top of a table, stopping his act of trying to surf on it, meanwhile everyone else in the club was looking at you ‘taming the beast’.

Sigurd was the one most embarrassed by the reckless acting of his drunk brother, which had almost got him kicked of the club where he was enjoying his own bachelor party.

You were supposed to do the same, at the one for Sigurd’s fiancé, hence the nature of your rather ‘colorful outfit’ with a band to signal that you were indeed ‘the bridesmaid’ and a small hairband with phallic figures that made you look like the perfect match for the ecstatic man on the table.

“Oh, seriously seriously?” he asked, as he moved closer to you, balancing himself badly and risking falling onto you.

Thankfully, Ubbe helped you steady him, as he finally buckled his knees in a seated position and his brother was able to move him onto a chair, meanwhile he sent he bouncer a small look as if to say ‘I got this’ “… can I kiss you again?”.

“You can kiss me all you want, when you wash off the stench of bourbon from the bourbon” you promised him, as he immediately grew sad, almost as a kicked puppy, something that was Hvitserk’s best move to convince you of anything.

“But…!” he lost his dialogue as his eyes caught on the colorful reflection of one of the disco lights against a glass another person near him was holding “… but… if I don’t kiss you… if I don’t kiss you right now, I’ll… I won’t see you again”.

He seemed honestly heartbroken by that prospect.

“Sweetheart” you prompted softly, with the most understanding voice “… I’ll kiss you a lot more if you come home with me, right now, ok?”.

And his eyes brightened fully, as the news hit his brain.

And he then turned to Ubbe and with the loudest voice he could muster, he whispered in his brother’s ear.

“I got a pretty girl to go home, with me! Did you see?!”-

“Yeah yeah, whatever, just stop drinking and screaming” mumbled annoyedly Ivar, as he sent you a look of pure pity, which made you send him a smirk as if to say ‘I have seen worse’.

“Pretty girl is going to kiss me when we get home!” continued on saying Hvitserk, blabbering as he finally leaned onto you.

And then Ubbe and you moved out of the club, under Sigurd’s watchful gaze, as he tried to calm down the entire party.

“You are lucky, Hvitserk” tried to shut him up Ubbe, but it wasn’t enough.

“… do you think she’ll be my girl” continued Hvitserk, as he didn’t notice in the slightest that they had moved out of the club, and he almost stumbled on his own feet, meanwhile you tried to put up his hair in a ponytail, to avoid it being dirtied further more with sweating…

… and any other bodily fluids he’d retch out once you were home.

A drunk Hvitserk was funny till he was hangover.

“…. Hvitserk” you made him turn around to you, as he let out a light ‘pretty girl’ “… I am already your girl, we are actually married”.

This was enough to brighten Hvitserk’s entire face, as he was stopped from falling onto you by Ubbe and managed to put a wet and sloppy kiss on your eye, meanwhile he continued on screaming about his happiness.

“I married the pretty girl, Ubbe!” he chanted “… fuck and we are going to have to so much sex when we get home”.

You blushed, meanwhile Ubbe, beside you looked purely horrified at those news, definitely not wanting to know that his smaller brother had sex, sending you a small mortified look.

“… I doubt it” you commented tightly, but it didn’t shut up Hvitserk and you were secretly grateful when you were finally behind the closed door of your shared house, as you helped Hvitserk get out of his clothes and reach the bathroom, eventually brushing off his teeth, and putting him in a pajama.

In which another awfully corny and funny scene started: Hvitserk refusing to let you see him half-naked, under the pretense of ‘we should wait for marriage’, as you instead were just tired and wanted to get out of your hairband made of penises.

Which Hvitserk found awfully cute, even asking you if he could try it on.

And if you could put in when you had sex.

During his worst hangover he could go from innocent to horny in a few minutes.

And hadn’t you been so tired, you would have gladly entertained a few more minutes of the ‘Hvitserk Show’.

But it was exhausting to go to one bachelorette party, already… and even more after you got your drunk husband’s ass back from his one

After a few good minutes of ‘will he go to bed or just fall asleep on his ass’, you managed to get him in bed, as you undressed, eventually slipping against him, comforted by the close presence of Hvitserk who pushed himself against your back, before muttering in your hair.

“… now can I have my kiss?”.

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[imaginesblvd]

Title: Waiting room

Hvitserk x reader

“This is breaking my heart” from soft angst list 

You race around the village looking for Hvitserk. You don't know if he's off training or if he's out hunting with his brothers but he has to be somewhere. You would ask his mom, but you don't want to have her look at you with that same look of dissapoint. You don't know why she doesn't like you, you just know she doesn't. Like any other mother you'd think she just wants the best for him, but you don't want to sound cocky, it's just you think you are the best for him. You roll your eyes, of course that sounds cocky. You stand outside the hall, wringing your hands together.

"Are you going inside?"

You turn to smile down at Ivar. His glare sends chills down your spine, but your smile doesn't falter. If he's around that must mean Hvitserk isn't too far off.

"No, I'm waiting for Hvitserk"

"He'll be awhile, come inside" He orders, and you crinkle your nose as you shake your head "come inside, y/n" He snaps and you do as your told

You follow behind him carefully to not walk too fast. He points at a chair as he shouts for some ale to be brought out. You take your seat, as he pulls himself up into his own. He's watching you, the burn of his eyes causes you to lean away, hopefully subtle enough he didn't notice.

One of the many slaves comes over, two mugs in her hands with a patcher of ale. She fills the cups, her face stoic but her hands have a shake to them. You don't say anything to her, but thank her silently before she walks off. You pick up the mug as Ivar does the same. He raises the glass up, and you clink the bottom of your mug to his. He takes a long gulp of his as you only take a sip of yours.

"I often wonder how Hvitserk ended up with someone like you" Ivar starts, his fingers drumming the bottom of his mug "I'm just wondering, he's a prince and he's setting for you? I don't get it"

"What's there to get? He loves me and I love him, isn't that enough?" You ask, regretting it almost instantly

"Does he? Do you know that for sure?" He pauses, as you mouth flops open and close, you don't know what to say so you just put the mug to your lips taking a long glup from it "See, I overheard him talking with Ubbe about finding someone else to give him what he wants- no needs, and when he does find someone, what becomes of you?"

You wipe your mouth. He has to be lying, right? Trying to work you up. What would he know of relationships, he's never been in one. He doesn't know anything. He does watch people though, like a hawk. Could he be right? If he is, then why would he warn you about it? You thought he thrived on the pain of others, especially when he causes it. That's it, he's just trying to hurt you.

"Don't cry" His tone wicked

"What do you expect me to do?" You snap "This is breaking my heart"

You don't know why you're even still sitting here. You could get up and leave, it's not like he can chase you out. You try to move away but your body is anchored in place. You want to hear more of what Hvitserk said to Ubbe about you. You lick your lips, turning to meet his icy blue eyes. He smirks, at the pleading look in your eyes.

"Y/n!" Hvitserk's call startles you and you're no longer stuck in place "What're you saying to her Ivar?"

Ivar just shrugs and nods for you to go. Getting up from the chair, you go over to meet Hvitserk halfway. His arm wraps around, his warmth warms the ice in your veins. His eyes search yours, looking for an answer but there are none there. He glares over at Ivar, before pulling you from the hall.

He's asking so many questions but you don't know what to say. You could lie and say he was just being, well, Ivar. You don't want to bring up what Ivar said to you. You and Hvitserk are in a good place right now, or maybe not. Hvitserk's ice cold fingers touch your warm cheeks causing you to flinch slightly.

"Hey, talk to me" He whispers "What did he say to you?"

Lie or don't lie. Get it off your chest now or let the problem stew until it comes out in the worst way. You open your mouth, but close it. Pressing your lips together, as you meet his worried gaze.

"He didn't say anything, I was just worried about you" You force a smile to your lips

"You're so sweet, I love you" He wraps his arms around you, and you grip his fur cloak as you let out a shaky laugh, saying you love him too.

You don't want to argue. If you had told him, it could have started a fight. Not just between you and Hvitserk, but with him and Ivar. You bury your face into his shoulders, wondering if you made the right decision.

[lordavanti]

Hvitserk Ragnarsson x reader

Note: Based on the last episode of Vikings. Hope you all enjoy. Words: 885

It was hard to not get noticed, to be the shadow against a darkness that took over whole Kattegat. Despite you were a fighter to, you weren’t there when things got down. You weren’t there to see how Ubbe may kill Hvitserk or the other way around. You stayed in Kattegat, waiting, lingering … to see who would come back a king or queen. It didn’t took long, you were plunching the tip of your sword into the dirt when queen Lagertha, Bjorn, Ubbe and the rest came back, hurrying to get their things together en leave. So Ivar won. You should be happy, you were Hvitserk his girl, despite the big amount of  time you didn’t saw each other. They grabbed horses, supplies and they left as soon as they could. You looked from the way they came but there was nothing, not an army, only wounded and broken men. You put your sword away and grabbed your horses, following the runners to a hiding place. You felt for them, Ubbe was always a friend. Those brothers always were close and Ivar his ambition for vengeance and power tore that apart. You were like a painting against the hill, watching from a distance to were they sat camp. You stroke your fingers through your horse his manes before you turned him around and went back home.

Everything was different, you felt the change hanging in the air now Ivar was a king. Soldiers of Rollo were fighting and drinking in their victory. You pulled your black ape closer around your body while heading to the great hall. Your eyes went to a poor goat, wearing a crown before it got place on the throne. It had been months since you last saw Ivar, thinking it couldn’t get any worse … you were wrong. Your eyes went searching for the only thing that kept you here, Hvitserk. You found him with a cup against a pillar, the mixed feelings over his expressions as he smiled, but it wasn’t a smile that reached his eyes.

You made sure Ivar didn’t noticed you as you sneaked up on Hvitserk from behind. You slightly rested your chin on his shoulder. ‘You should be more happy, you won.’ You whispered. He froze, looking towards his shoulder where he met the soft concern smile on your lips. ‘You stayed.’ His eyes went towards his brother before he looked back to you. ‘Time won’t tear us apart Hvitserk nor the side you choose.’ You said softly. Ivar his eyes went up and you pulled away from Hvitserk his shoulder. You nodded outside before falling back in the dancing shadows of those drunk man. It didn’t took Hvitserk long to follow you. ‘Did you follow them?’ He asked, looking around like if somebody would follow him. He knew you so well. You nodded, looking up to him as he came to stand before you. He studied your face, tracing a finger over your lower lip as it curled into a smile. ‘By the gods, Y/n,’ he didn’t finish his sentence as he placed his lips against yours. Your fingers tangled into his braids as you opened your lips. It was a taste you had missed, the way his tongue explored your mouth like it was the very first time. His fingers kneeded in you side and you pulled back, stroking your nose against his as your foreheads still connected. ‘Did you fight one of them?’ You asked sofly. ‘Yes Ubbe, he spared my life. Are they safe?’ He asked on his turn.  ‘They are for now.’ You reassured him. You looked down to your hand that rested against his chest, a feeling that was so familiar and yet so strange. ‘Hey,’ he titled your head back up with a soft gesture of his finger under your chin. ‘What is it?’ ‘You know that Ivar will kill them right? Your brother, Lagertha, even Bjorn. We need to get them out of here, safely.’ ‘I can’t get in the middle, if Ivar finds out,’ You stopped him, seeing those mixed feelings on his face again. He wasn’t sure of the side he took. ‘I will handle it.’ You promised him. He breathed slowly out, snuggling his lips under your ear for a kiss. ‘Can I have you tonight?’ He whispered against your neck. You hummed, looking up to the stars. ‘You can have me the rest of your life.’ You smiled, pulling him back while giving him a warning look. ‘Ivar can’t know.’ You said. Hvitserk couldn’t keep his hands to himself, playing with your braid as he looked into your eyes, nodding. ‘I will be quiet.’ He joked charmingly. You bit your lip, grabbing him behind his neck for another kiss. He moaned silently and you couldn’t resist a smile. ‘I missed you to.’ You said in between kissed. He pressed you against one of those wooden houses and you looked up into his eyes. ‘You didn’t had another in your bed while you were away?’ ‘Y/n, you should know how many times I wished you laid alongside of me.’ He muttered against your neck. You smiled, glad to have him back home. His war wasn’t over, but at least he had you as his back up, his comfort, his love.

[akamaiden]

16. Fuck off, 17. One last time please and 23. I'm proud of you to our love triangle Bjorn x Reader X Hvitserk

A/N: Read previous part here. Nath, I hope this makes your day a bit better. I love you. ❤️

You woke up feeling little kisses through your body. Wait, who was kissing you? Your eyes grinded wide open when you saw Hvitserk. 

“Morning, sweet lady.” Hvitserk said. 

“Hvitserk, I-i... We...?” You asked feeling your cheeks burning.

“Was that bad that you don't want to remember?” He asked.

“No, it's not this. I never slept with anyone, I mean, except my mother.” You said shily.

“I thought you sleep regularly with him...” He said.

“I've never... He said that was better if we sleep on our room separately.” You said. Obviously, now you clearly see why he didn't sleep with you. 

“Hey, I prepared your breakfast.” Hvitserk said smiling.

“I'm really sorry, but I have to prepare the breakfast for your family.” You said.

“Actually, I wanted to talk about this.” He said serious.

“Hvitserk your tone is so serious.” You said. 

“Listen, I really like the night we spent together, but...” He started.

“It was just one night stand, is okay. You just wanted to have some fun with the maid, was that a dirty fantasy of yours?” You asked. 

“No! Listen to me, okay?” He said holding your hands. He took a deep breath before saying. “I'm not into one night stands, specially with you. Gods, look what you done to me, woman. I want this to happen again, again and again. But I also want to know you better. I want to know what's your favorite color, favorite food, I want to take you to a picnic, I want to go the beach with you. I know that this is probably the worst hour, but I have feelings for you. If you want to slow down, is okay, I'll do things on your time.” He said.

You almost started crying when you realized that Bjorn would never do such a thing. You started thinking about the time you spent with Bjorn, trying to find some memory of how he treated you like this, of how sweet he talked to you, of how he praised you. The answer was painful. Never. He always was a bit too rough, always in a hurry, sometimes being rude. Breakfast on the bed? Not even in your dreams. 

“I'd like to take things slowly, Hvitserk.” You said. 

“Is okay, I understand. Also if you allow me, I was thinking in talk with father. What do you think about working on the company? I don't want you to work here anymore. You deserve so much more than staying here. I never agreed with that, anyways.” He said.

“Did you figured all of that?” You asked smiling.

“Yes.” He admitted.

“I'm working here since I can remember. What if I don't fit on the company?” You said.

“It's never too late for you to learn something new.” He said.

“I need to think about it, Hvitserk.” You said.

“Whatever you decided, I'll support you.” He said.

“Thanks for everything.” You said. “Did you prepared all this alone?” You said picking the cup of coffee.

“You know when you're a hungry child you must to learn to do your own things.” He said smiling. 

You were eating peacefully but you could feel Hvitserk's eyes on you. “Can you stop staring at me?” You asked.

“Sorry. You're so beautiful, Y/N...” He said caressing your thighs softly. “I can't stop staring at you. It's your fault, not mine.” He continued.

His touch was gentle, still was enough to send goosebumps through your entire body.

“My fault, okay...” The knocking at the door interrupted you. 

“I'll see.” He said and stood up to open the door.

Bjorn almost ran to the room when he saw you peacefully eating he froze.

“What the fuck is happening here?” He growled.

“We're not deaf, brother. Keep your voice low.” Hvitserk said. 

“What you're doing here, Y/N? I hope you have a really good explanation for all this.” He pointed at the breakfast that you were eating, to Hvitserk only wearing sweatpants and you wearing his shirt.

“I don't owe you explanations, Bjorn.” You said without looking at him. 

“Is this everything you have to say?” He asked.

You just shrugged. You drank all the coffee before talking to him. “Do you really want to know what I'm doing here?” You asked. 

Bjorn nodded frenetically. “I spent the night here with Hvitserk. Satisfied?” You said.

“Doing what?” He asked.

“C'mon man, look at our clothes... What do you think we were doing?” Hvitserk said. 

“I can't believe you did this to me, Y/N. I thought you loved me but then I caught you on my brother's bed, wearing his fucking shirt. How do you dare?” Bjorn said. 

He tried to grabbed you by the arm, but Hvitserk moved faster, slamming Bjorn against the wall. “Don't you dare touch her again.” He growled.

“Or what?” Bjorn said.

“Or I'll cut your hand. It's up to you, brother.” Hvitserk said.

Your mind was about to explode. You knew that Bjorn just fool you and lied to you. Still, you didn't want him to get hurt. And Hvitserk? You never saw him like this. He was always so relaxed and funny, seeing him like this scared you deeply.

“Let him go, Hvitserk.” You said.

“See? I guess you have a lot to know about how to please a woman, brother.” Bjorn mocked his brother.

Hvitserk pressured his arm against his brother's throat, making him choke. 

“Hvitserk, please.” You said.

Hvitserk dropped his arm and sat on the bed.

“I guess you didn't understand what's happening here, Bjorn. But I'll explain to you.” You took a deep breath and then said. “Don't come again with that drama of how I dare to have sex with your brother when you fucked all those girls.” Bjorn looked to Hvitserk in total desbelief. 

“Yeah, he told me. Curious thing you ask me how I have sex with one guy when you fucked what ten other girls?” 

“Okay, I fucked them but I didn't felt anything for them, like I feel for you, Y/N.” Bjorn said making Hvitserk laugh.

“What you feel for me... Are you talking about pity? Because that's what you feel for me. I was nothing but a hole for you bury your cock. I wasn't a human being, I was just a fucking cunt. Nothing else than this.” You yelled. 

“No, is not...” 

“Yes, it is and you fucking know it! You played with me. You played with my feelings. Thanks God Hvitserk opened my eyes.” You said interrupting him.

“Oh I can see how he opened your eyes.” Bjorn said.

“Oh, you have know idea. If I told you the wonders that his tongue is able to do.” You moaned softly, provoking him. “Now leave us alone.” You said.

“Y/N, please.” Bjorn said.

“What do you still want, Bjorn?” You asked.

“One last time, please?” He said.

“Excuse me?” You said.

“I just want to be with you one last time, it's all that I'm asking.” He said.

“How do you dare? Leave, now!” You said.

“Y/N, c'mon... Did you really forgot our moments together? He won't touch you like I do.” He said.

“You're right, Hvitserk will do better. Now fuck off, leave us alone!” You yelled.

Bjorn stood up and so Hvitserk did. “I hope you don't look for me regretting your decision, Y/N.” Bjorn said.

“I'd rather die than do this.” You said.

He got off the room slamming the door when he left. 

“Jesus!” You exclaimed sitting on the bed again. “Hvitserk, I'm sorry for all this. We were having an awesome morning.” You said. 

“I'm proud of you, Y/N. Saying no to him, after all the time you spent together... I promise you won't regret your decision. Every day I'll remember why you chose me, and if you want we can start right now.” He said. 

“Show me why I chose you, Hvitserk.” You said putting the trail on the floor and climbing his lap. 

He hugged you tightly and started kissing you passionately, his hands running through your body, making you moan on his mouth. He took your shirt off and laid you down on the bed and continued to kissing your body.

“I don't know what is my favorite part of your body, I mean look at those neck.” He sucked your neck. 

“Look at this breasts.” He pinched your nipples, making you squirm under his body. 

“Look at your belly.” He started biting it. 

“And by the Gods, your pussy is so delicious.” He started licking your pussy, making you roll your eyes in pleasure. 

You knew that he just would stop when you came, so you closed your eyes and enjoyed every second of it.

He was licking and sucking you slowly, he was savouring you. You were pulling his hair and moaning his name, it was like a prayer.

“H-hvitseeerk.” You already could feel your orgasm approaching. 

He was with his tongue buried deep into you while he kept circling your clit with his finger. His free hand was holding you still on the bed. You locked your legs on his neck when you came hard moaning his name loudly.

Hvitserk was licking his lips in such an obscene way that you blushed.

“You taste so sweet, Y/N.” He said laying on the bed. “Come here.” He said.

You sat on his lap, scratching his torso and shoulders, you arched your back when you felt he enlarging you, so his big fat cock could be deep buried inside you. 

“You take my cock so well.” He said guiding his hands to your hips, he started moving your body, up and down while his cock slid up and down into you at the same time he moved his hips to meet yours. 

“Hvit... Oh fuck.” You said between moans. 

You started rolling your hips so he could touch your g-spot repeatedly. You started feeling that familiar pressure growing more and more, you started clenching around him, making him groan. 

You felt his cock contracting inside you at the same time your legs started trembling. You two were really close. 

He moved you and his hips faster. He was groaning and you moaning desperately. You came together crying each other's name out loud. You fell over his body, exhausted, you were still trembling.

Hvitserk was kissing your neck and shoulders while he was running his fingers on your back. 

You stayed in silence, enjoying the last waves of pleasure wash your bodies. It was a comfortable silence. For the first time in a really long time, you didn't have to rush, wear your clothes and leave the room so nobody could caught you. This time you enjoyed until the every last second of your orgasm, and you never felt so good. 

“I think we need a bath.” He said catching your attention.

“Do you really mean a bath?” You asked.

“I wasn't thinking about shower sex, but it's a really good idea.” He said laughing.

“Only bath.” You said, making him pout.

“No, stop I can't say no to your puppy eyes.” You said. 

“Okay, only bath.” He said picking you on his arms and guiding you to the bathroom.

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