#i mean i'd wear this in a heartbeat i love her vibe

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[jadelynlace]

Hey boo!

You know I'm completely obsessed with Ink Drinker Ivar and the AU you've created. If I could pick one universe to live in, I'd pick this one in a heartbeat.

There's one thing I've been wondering: how's Ivar and after care? We've got a feel glimpses of it before, but maybe you could give us a little more detail?

Hello my love!

Thank you for your kind words—I too, would live in the Ink Drinker AU if I could. (I mean I’m already in EMS, I’m just missing that giant, tattooed, squishy nerd.)

Alright, so Ivar and aftercare! Ivar loves after care—when those caretaker vibes are flowing, he swears he’s a God. His last relationship, with she that shall not be named, hindered him in all of the wrong places and one of them, was aftercare. She wasn’t a cuddler, and so after she came, Ivar never got to hold her, and that was detrimental to him. She would put space between them and Ivar was left to sulk on his own, by himself.

Ivar lives for the first few seconds after his release, where everything is still quiet (minus the breathing), and he’s floating in that post-orgasmic headspace. He loves when your nails climb his back, or you give him head scratches as you both come down. If you two switched up positions, and Ivar lays over your back, you make sure, to the best of your ability, that you can wiggle your hands free to find his. Even if you feel weighed down by a lead balloon.

Since Ivar’s one to come in you, the kinky bastard’s been known to go back down on you afterwards, cleaning you up in a sense. But he’s always quick to get a cloth, since we know how much this man comes. After he regains consciousness of course, and he always says something like: “I’ll get you a towel just give me a second, I can’t feel my legs.” He sort of stops saying that after his accident, and changed it to: “I’ll get you a towel just give me a second to come back to planet earth.” Any mention of his legs still pulls on his heart strings, but he’s getting better slowly.

Another favorite of his is shower time; holding you under the hot water and giving him additional time to check you over. Rubbing the bite marks he offers you, or if he spanks you. And he loves when you wash him, taking the suds over the red lines you’ve etched into his back, tracing his tattoos, admiring his body.

It’s no surprise he’s into cuddles after sex; whether it be after the shower, or with no shower, he’ll help you clean up and he’s the first to grab a sweatshirt of his for you to wear. He’s got quiet the collection, and they all smell like him. You both take turns picking what to watch, one night it’s your turn, and the next it’s Ivar’s. But sometimes you snuggle up next to him and fall asleep, and since he keeps a sketchbook by his bed, he’s perfectly content to use his right hand to comb through your hair, and his left hand to draw.

Now—in the case of you being in change (or the ever so loved time you pegged him), Ivar gets a little tricky for aftercare. He’s so, so used to being the one to do it, and he loves it so much, that he can forget he’s supposed to be letting you do it. He’s touch oriented by nature, and no matter what, he’s going to fight for five more minutes to hold you, even before you try to move. Whether it’s to get up to get you both water, or to pee (he always makes you go to the bathroom after sex because he’s Good Dude Ivar), or anything you think he’ll need, he always, always wants to hold you first.

He also really likes to snack post sex; which probably should be no surprise. Some of his favorite after care moments come when you’re both cleaned and dressed, snuggled up and he puts in an order for takeaway. Or raids the pantry and brings back chips and cookies and you two end up snacking in a blanket fort on the living room floor. But, if you two are having sex right before lights out, he loves the moments where you fall asleep tangled up with him. Where he can just watch you, stroke your skin, push the hair from your face, and thank every God imaginable that you’re his.