#Marco ilso x you

[kaybee87]

Red

So I’m on my period and this is what came out of that, apologies in advance!!

Warnings; NSFW as usual, minors DNI! Period sex so if that’s not for you please keep scrolling. Also totally unformatted because I’m too lazy!

You hadn’t known Marco long, you’d met through mutual friends and had got along so well you’d been hanging out away from the group. You liked him a lot more than just friends but you hadn’t been brave enough to take the next step for fear he didn’t feel the same. Today he’d messaged you several times and you hadn’t replied to one, you weren’t trying to be mean but you were on your period and the cramps were awful you weren’t comfortable enough to share that with Marco yet so you’re go to was to just ignore the phone.

Unfortunately you couldn’t ignore the knocking at your door. “Come on I know you’re in there,” he called through the door. You answered looking rather frail and his face instantly softened. “Are you avoiding me?” He asked. You shook your head but then doubled over as a cramp hit you hard. He realised the problem instantly and guided you gently to the sofa. He sat down pulling you with him and with one arm around you he laid his big hand low on your lower stomach. The warmth brought an instant feeling of relief and you let out a sigh snuggling closer into his side. “You should’ve told me earlier, I would’ve come straight over,” he spoke softly into your ear as though afraid to disturb your new found peace. “Sorry I didn’t know if we were really at a stage to share this sort of thing,” you blushed a little at your foolishness.

After watching a movie cuddled together on the couch it was starting to get late and you could no longer suppress your yawns. “I guess I should make a move it’s getting..” “Stay,” you interrupted him “please”. Marco smiled and nodded and you walked him towards your room. It was a bit awkward getting yourselves ready and situated in the bed but once you were in and Marco put his hand back on your stomach you relaxed again and found yourself drifting off.

When you awoke in the morning it took you a minute to register your situation. You were on your side, Marco’s body curled up against your back with his hand still on your lower stomach but this time inside your sleep shorts. Before you had time to bask in this though you felt a warmth between your legs and jumped out of bed with an “oh god” turning to look at Marco and seeing the mark on the front of his boxers you let out an “oh fuck” this time and threw yourself into your bathroom in embarrassment. You stood there for a moment in utter horror when you heard your name. “Please don’t be embarrassed,” you ignored him. “Honestly I’m not that much of a jerk that something like this is gonna bother me, it’s completely out of your control.” Still you didn’t respond. “You really think this is the first time I’ve had blood on my dick.” Ok that got you “eww Marco that’s gross”. You heard him chuckling and you couldn’t help but smile you were starting to like that sound a little too much. “Come on, open up,” he pleaded. You opened the door, only to remember you still hadn’t been able to clean yourself up. Marco held out his hand “thought you might need some fresh clothes,” he lent around you to start the shower and then putting his face close to yours he whispered “it’s not like it could put me off you anyway”.

You didn’t hold back, leaning up you connected your lips to his, you were heated in your approach letting all the feelings you’d been holding back out in that one kiss. Marco responded instantly and swiped his tongue along your lip begging you to open up. You were more than willing to oblige and your arms went round Marco’s neck trying to get impossibly closer. He slipped his hands under your top until they were cupping your breasts but not yet breaking the kiss he ran his thumbs over your hardening nipples and you couldn’t hold back a moan. Removing his lips from yours for the first time had you feeling slightly lost but then he was pulling your sleep top over your head and looking at you like you were the most fascinating thing he’d ever laid eyes on. His tongue poked out and flicked a circle around your left nipple and your legs buckled a little, pleased with the response he repeated the action on your right one and you felt like you might melt into a puddle right there on the bathroom floor.

Marco swiftly removed the boxers he’d been sleeping in and you couldn’t help the hungry look you gave him, he moved forward to remove your shorts also and you hesitated knowing the state you were in. He gave you a soft reassuring smile and gently tugged down everything from your lower half leaving you completely exposed to him. He pushed you gently into the shower and followed in behind you. Picking up the shower gel and a flannel you decided you’d clean him up only fair after you’d made all the mess. You washed his entire body constantly staying away from his cock, you knew you were teasing him, hell you could see the reaction his body was having. Eventually you brought the flannel around him giving an experimental tug, when you were sure you’d actually cleaned up the mess you dropped the flannel and moved your hand back to his aching cock. “Uh uh, your turn,” he said and spun you so your back was to him. He gently washed your entire body saving all the good bits for last of course, it was your own fault you’d teased him first. When he’d soaped up your breasts he went back to massaging them with his hands and when he raked his nails gently across your nipples your entire body arched into him of its own accord. He gingerly moved the flannel down your lower stomach, all the time watching your face for signs that you were uncomfortable. When he got low enough you simply moved your legs further apart from him and he took this as his cue, he ran the flannel all along the inside of your thighs, up and across the outside of your pussy before gently moving in between your lips. You’re pretty sure you should feel ashamed, maybe even disgusted but all you felt was an incredible sense of intimacy that you’d never felt with anyone else before. After a minute or so Marco dropped the flannel and run his bare fingers over your clit, you’d never done anything sexual whilst on your period before but it seemed as though everything was heightened, everything felt.. well just more!

You felt a finger start to slide inside you, all whilst his thumb was still working at your clit. After a second he inserted another finger and curled them upwards. The feeling of his fingers pumping against your spot and his thumb working your clit made you lose it in no time. Your whole body juddering and your pussy clamping down on his fingers you cried out his name. He took you through your high and then his lips were back on yours still as heated as before. He moved your legs apart slightly and lined his cock up with your entrance, he looked at you to make sure you were sure and when you gave him a nod he pushed into you. He didn’t go easy on you he filled you up in one swift motion but he did at least stop once completely in to allow you time to adjust to him. Taking a deep breathe you nodded for him to move, he started off slow but deep but with every thrust his pace increased. He pushed you further up against the wall of the shower and wrapped one of your legs around his waist, you held on to his biceps to steady yourself and turned your face upwards into the stream of water. As Marco pummelled into you, you knew you were getting close again but you could tell he was as well. “Need you to come now, not gonna last much longer,” he grunted out. But you held your orgasm off until the last minute making sure you came together.

He laid his forehead on yours and smiled at you, “why did we wait so long to do that?” He asked. “I wasn’t sure you liked me that way,” you answered, suddenly feeling vulnerable you lowered your head to face the floor. Marco put two fingers under your chin and tilted your head back up. “Wanted you since the first moment I saw you, I’m glad we got to know each other first though because now it’s so much more than lust”.

@mylifeisactuallyamess

#marco ilso x reader #marco ilsø #vikings fanfiction #vikings #vikings fic #Marco ilso x you #Marco ilso

[literaryuppsala]

I know heaven’s a thing (I go there when you touch me, honey)

Title: Another Taylor Swift song, this one is False God.

Pairing: Hvitserk x Fem!Reader

Summary: Where Hvitserk is a cop and you're the witness he has to protect for a night.

Words: 3.9k

Warnings: Smut, +18.

A/N: I deleted my other account (stylinsonliving) and all my works will be reposted here, any doubt send me an ask. I'm on some Hvitserk moment in my life, blame It on me rewatching the show. My asks are always open: you can request a filthy smut, a relationship advice and my political opinion, I’ll answer to all of it. Feedback is always welcome and my mistakes are always mine.

Sitting in the back of the car, you hugged yourself tightly, rubbing your hands on your arms trying to get warm. The detective driving was a silent one, the soft voice coming from the radio was the only sound inside the car, along with his heavy breathing and your occasionals sighs. To be the witness of a crime wasn’t in your plans, probably wasn't in anobody’s plans, but definitely not in yours. 

That morning started very ordinary for you, you woke up, fed your cat, changed your clothes and went to work. At night, you and a few friends decided to go out for a drink and everything was pretty normal before you went out for a smoke, and just like that your life turned upside down. A black limo parked in front of the club, you imagined some rich guys were arriving, but as the two guys left the car, a motorcycle parked right in front of them, shooting the two men straight on their heads. Their bodies fell on the ground and you immediately hid behind the side wall, into the dark alley. 

But you were too curious to just leave It there, so you peaked, quickly enough to see one of the guys drop from the motorcycle and remove his helmet. You saw his face clearly, illuminated by the neon lights on the club sign. The man approached the bodies and shot them again, several times before coming back to the motorcycle and quickly leaving. 

You were still trying to process when the man turned his head and looked over his shoulders, his dark eyes met yours and widened, surprised to see you there. Just then you knew your time has come, he would come back to kill you but something inside your head started buzzing loud and you ran into the club, screaming under the music to try and catch everybody’s attention, which worked and just like that, everyone was outside the club seeing the two dead bodies, someone called the police, and you vanished between the crowd of onlookers. 

After you talked to the police, you learned the two dead guys were the sons of a mob boss and the killers were from a rival mafia, that was a reckoning. But they were more interested on the killer, the man whose face was now carved in the back of your mind was the link they needed for another investigation, they didn’t tell you much, just that this was big and he was dangerous, you needed protection, needed to stay out of his radar until they had enough to start his trial, enough to put him out of the streets and for that you needed to take the stand and tell what you saw. That’s what brought you here, inside this car, you were now a witness of a crime and a target for a future one. 

You are now leaving New York. 

You watched the sign getting behind you like a symbol of your old life, at least for a few months. As you raised your eyes you caught the police officer looking at you through the rearview mirror, his intense gaze made your body shiver and you looked away.  

“I’m sorry.” He finally spoke to you. 

“About what?” You asked with a frown.

“This whole thing.” He answered. “Your cat.”

“It’s not your fault.” You shrugged. “You could’ve let me bring her though.”

“Not until we find you a new house. We’re staying in these motels until the program can get you another identity. We can’t keep a cat in a motel.”

“I know, I was just kidding.” You answered shyly. 

He parked outside the cheapest motel you ever saw, the vacancy sign flashed poorly while the one with the name was off.

“By the way my name is Hvitserk.” He told you while leaving the car and opening the back door for you. 

“Better late than never.” You joked as you did the same and he smiled timidly. 

“Let’s check in, you must be tired.” 

You nodded and followed him inside. The guy behind the counter wasn’t the nicest one, looking at you both suspiciously until Hvitserk showed his badge and his face immediately changed to a fake smile, his theatrical sympathy would be funny If It wasn’t scary. He handled one key and pointed the way. 3B. You walked side by side in silence until he opened the door for you to enter, you sighed when you saw a king sized bed and looked at him. 

“I’ll talk to him about another room, wait here.” He answered and quickly left. 

From where you were you could see him talking with the man and for a moment he looked over his shoulders, his eyes meeting yours and sending goosebumps all over your body just like It happened in the car. He quickly turned again and stayed for a moment, before walking over to you one more time.

 “I’m sorry, they only have this room left.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “But I won’t be sleeping tonight anyway, I can keep the armchair.”

You nodded. 

“I’ll find something for us to eat. Stay here and don’t open this door unless it’s for me.”

He left you by yourself and you used the time to change into something more comfortable, took a quick shower and slipped into your pink sweats and a tank top, by the time he came back, you were already on the bed, searching through the channels on TV. 

“Hope you like doritos cause we don’t have any other options.”

“It’s ok.” 

You smiled sitting on the edge of the bed while he handed you the snack and a can of coke, not very healthy you thought to yourself. He sat on the chair on the side of the bed and started eating the same thing. 

“Soooo… You always wanted to be a cop?” You asked after long minutes of silence. 

“It’s a family thing.” He smirked. 

“Like, your dad is a cop, your mom is a cop, your brother is a cop…”

“My dad, my four brothers, my mother is a saint.” 

“And you’re not a saint…?” 

“I've got my share of sins.”

He was handsome, you got to give him that. Especially all worried about you, looking outside through the window, peaking through the sheer curtains. No, that’s his job. You told that to yourself while thinking about his beautiful eyes, what color was that? Partly green, partly gray, sometimes hazel depending on the light. His hair was long, all tied up on a messy bun. His badge was on the table, so was his gun and his cellphone was on his hands because he would constantly check on something. 

“You’re making me nervous.” You mumbled. 

“You should get some sleep.” 

“I’m trying but you’re all worked up looking out and checking on your phone, you’re making me nervous.” You repeated. 

“Sorry to bother your highness while I’m trying to keep you alive.” 

“Well i accept your apologies. Can you stop now?” 

“No, I can’t, you’re still with a target on your head, nothing changed since we got here.”

“You’re slightly annoying.” 

“Yeah. I can live with that.” 

You did fall asleep after all but couldn’t rest properly, not with all nightmares. Eventually you woke up, eyes trained on the ceiling before you turned to the side to find Hvitserk staring back at you. 

“You’re not a very good sleeper.” 

“I was before the violence.” You sighed. “And I miss my cat cuddling me. She warms my feet.” 

“You have cold feet?”

“No. But I like the fluffiness.” You laid on your back and stared at the ceiling again. “What’s gonna happen?”

“We’ll keep you safe ‘til the trial.”

“What If he walks free?”

“He won’t.”

“You don’t know that, Hvitserk.” 

He opened his mouth to say something but loud knocks on the door startled you both. He immediately took his gun. 

“Get up.” He ordered. “Stay behind me.”

You quickly obeyed, pawing at his shirt as you leaned against his body for protection. 

The knocks restarted, louder and stronger this time. You looked at the bathroom door and remembered a window, you clutched at his shirt to catch his attention and pointed at the door, at first he frowned, but understood eventually. As you both walked slowly to the bathroom, the door was broken into by two men who started shooting. You screamed in panic while grabbing Hvitserk’s shirt and pulling him into the bathroom with you, quickly closing the door. 

“Gogogogogogo…” He gasped while pushing you towards the window, making you jump out and following you close behind.

Both of you started running towards the car and quickly entered. He drove fast out of the motel but was followed by another car. Your heart hammered inside your chest and a loud ringing in your ears made It very hard for you to think. You kept looking back, eyes widened while you held for dear life onto the door. Eventually, Hvitserk was able to mislead the people following you and after a few minutes driving he stopped at the roadside and looked at you. 

“You ok?” He asked, a little unsure, but you didn’t answer. “Hey, are you ok?” He insisted but you weren’t listening, you couldn’t breathe properly, your heart was beating so fast you could feel it in your chest, the ringing in your ears were louder than before. “Hey, look at me.” He asked, raising his hand to touch your shoulder, which you quickly repelled. 

Hvitserk jumped out of the car and turned around to your side, opening your door and pulling you out. You were fast to repel him one more time.

“Calm down, you’re safe now.” He said carefully, slowly, but you were more worried with his hands on your shoulders. 

“Get off me!” You said finally, but he didn’t move. “GET OFF ME!” You repeated. 

“Calm. Down. It’s me. You’re safe.” He said It again.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” You screamed, slapping his chest with all your strength until he pulled you into a tight hug. 

“It’s ok. It’s ok.” He murmured while trying to calm you down. He shushed you, rubbing your back. 

At first you tried to push him away but ended up wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face against his chest, you broke down in tears. He kept murmuring to you, rubbing your back and your hair, pressing you inside his arms: you’re ok, you’re ok now, it’s ok. You don’t know how long you stayed in that hug, but It calmed you down and eventually you stopped crying, once you stepped away from his body he held your face with both of his hans, checking on you in silence. 

“Thank you.” You whispered letting him clean up your wet cheeks. 

“Don’t worry.” He finally released you from his arms and stepped back. “We have to go find another place to stay and I have to call my boss, can you stay calm? Can you do that for me?” He asked calmly and you nodded. “Come.” He offered you his hand and led you back to the car, turned around and took the driver’s seat, taking his phone in his pocket. He dialed quickly and put It on his ear. He had a frown on his face and pressed the steering wheel with his free hand, so hard his knuckles became white. “We’ve been exposed.” He growled after a few minutes. “I don’t know, they found us. We need to put her in another location now.” 

You tried to focus on something else, not on the conversation going on by your side, but you weren’t able to ignore it, so you kept listening while Hvitserk had some sort of a fight with someone through the phone. The fight was about you, about keeping you somewhere safe and he wasn’t very patient. 

“Fine, I’ll take her to another motel, but you do your fucking job faster, I can’t stay with her forever.” He hung up and started the car. “Let’s go.” 

“I left my things at the other motel.” You mumbled. 

“Well, you’ll have to buy new ones, we can’t go back.”

“Can’t you have someone take It for you?”

“No. Sorry.” He answered crudely, you hugged yourself and sank into the passenger seat.

Hvitserk drove for hours, like he wanted to be as far as possible. You stopped counting the minutes of silence between you two and let the tiredness win, your eyes felt heavy and eventually you fell asleep. Next thing you know you’re being taken from the car, It startled you and you wobble, making him put you on the ground. 

“I didn’t want to wake you up.” He told you shyly and you nodded. 

“I got scared.” 

The motel was a little better than the other and the guy behind the counter was nicer, he smiled at you both and Hvitserk showed him his badge.

“We need two bedrooms. Next to each other, please.” 

“Oh… Wow… I thought… Never mind.” He babbled shyly, typing on his computer. “I’m gonna need some ID, please.” 

While Hvitserk checked in, you looked around, scared about the few people walking around you, scared they might do something to you, hurt you somehow. You leaned against him and wrapped your hands around his arm, unconsciously seeking his comfort and protection. He looked at you before taking the keys the guy was offering. 

“Come, you need to rest.” He grabbed your hands and led you to the elevator, you just automatically followed behind. Your hands remained firmly holding his arm. As soon as you reached your floor he took you to your door and helped you open It. “Lock yourself inside, don’t open It unless it’s for me.” 

You finally noticed your hands and pulled away, shyly. 

“Thank you.” You quickly entered, locking yourself and leaning against the door. 

The day was starting, It was just one night but It felt like you lived a lifetime. You shed your clothes and went to the bathroom, silently thanking the gods for the bathtub that you quickly filled with warm water. You sank into the tub and closed your eyes, the water immediately relaxed your muscles and you sighed deeply, feeling the air going through your lungs. You needed that. After the shower, you covered yourself with one of the robes you found and let yourself fall onto the bed, the sheets were warm and soft and your body relaxed even more. 

However, after minutes of trying you weren’t able to sleep, didn’t know why. Tossing and turning until you sit back, your mind was going to the next door, to Hvitserk. For whatever reason you got up and went to the door, opening It to go but your eyes widened when you saw him standing there, looking at you. 

“I-I… I can’t sleep.” You mumbled.

“Me neither.” He answered quickly. “Can I come in?”

“Please.”

You took a step back while he stepped in, your bodies were tense, radiating something heavy around you both. You don’t know what’s got into you, you just had this weird but profound need, wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him but was quickly repelled, his hands on your shoulders pushing you away. You felt your cheeks burn in utter embarrassment and opened your mouth to apologize but before you said anything he kissed you, turning you around until your back met the wood of the door, his body flush against yours.  

You were too far gone in less than a minute. His kiss was hungry, demanding and he tasted like peppermint, probably from the toothpaste he used. He was tasting you, his tongue searching for yours, massaging It, his hands quickly finding the knot on your robe and untying It. He stepped back for a moment, your mouth reaching out for his while he looked down at your naked body. 

“Gods…” He mumbled before his mouth was on yours again, his hands going to your breasts like a magnet. He teased your nipples with the tip of his fingers, hardening the small buds. 

He trailed his kisses down your jaw til your neck, suckling on the skin, you raised your head to give him more space, your hands messing with his hair until you untangled the bun that kept It all together, his hair falling down his shoulders. 

He hooked his hands on the back of your thighs. “Jump.” He mumbled against your lips and you obeyed, jumping and wrapping your legs around his waist, arms around his neck for support. He walked with you towards the bed and tossed you over the mattress, quickly covering your body with his, finding your lips and kissing you another time. His hands were everywhere, from your waist, to your arms and your thighs, your nakedness left you vulnerable, but Hvitserk was still completely dressed, his jeans causing a delicious friction against your sensitive skin. 

“Take this off.” You grunted, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling It up.

“Greedy, aren’t we?” He teased, kneeling on the bed so he could take his shirt off, tossing somewhere in the room. 

You sat down, touching his abs then rubbing up his skin to his chest and shoulders, carefully touching his tattoos. Your lips found the skin of his stomach and he grabbed the hair at the back of your neck, a strong grip that sent goosebumps all over your body. He pulled your head away from his body and made you look at him. 

“Open It.” He mumbled, looking at his pants. Your shaky hands went to his hips, nervously opening up the button of his pants and pushing his zipper down. “Good girl.” 

He pushed you down the bed, holding your knees apart while laying down between your legs. Next thing you felt was the wetness of his tongue against your folds, your hands went immediately to his hair and licked you again, like he was tasting you. He used one of his hands to open up your lips, taking a good look at your clit before attaching his lips to it, sucking it slowly. 

You felt like your whole body was electrified, like the blood running up your veins had been replaced by pure electricity and you moaned, loud and clear, earning yourself a soft ‘hmm’ coming from his lips, sending vibrations through your body. Hvitserk licked you again, the tip of his tongue teasing your opening while he massaged your clit with his fingers. Your hips seemed to have a mind of its own, grinding down against his face. 

“Fuck…”  You whispered, eyes rolling to the back of your head. 

His free hand found its way from your thigh to your pussy and his fingers joined his mouth, one of them sliding easily into you. You were so wet that the second finger joined the other and you clenched onto them, your pussy throbbing. Hvitserk ate you out like you were his last meal, pumping his fingers in and out while sucking on your clit, and the coil on your lower belly felt like a rubber band ready to snap. 

“Tell me how to make you come.” He gasped, sounding like a beg. 

“Just-Just keep doing this - Oh shit - Don’t stop.” You begged too, feeling his mouth back on you. 

With a particularly hard thrust of his fingers, the coil snapped and you growled like a wounded animal, pressing his head between your legs until his licking onto you was too much to bear. 

“StopStopStopStop.” You whispered, pulling him up by his hair, his mouth finding yours like a guided missile. You could taste yourself on his mouth, your hands quickly finding the sides of his pants, pushing it down with the help of your feet. “Need you inside me.” You panted. 

“Yeah. I need It too.” 

Hvitserk made quick work of his pants, until It reached the middle of his thighs, freeing his cock from its confines, you looked down between your body, watching as he rubbed his own length, glistening with precum, he was so hard and your stomach flipped at the thought of being the reason on why he was like that. 

“Like what you see?” He asked, teasing your folds with the head of his cock, coating himself on your wetness. 

“Yeah…” You murmured, overwhelmed. 

He smiled big as he lined himself with your entrance before pushing the tip in, the stretch causing you both to groan. You raised your head and closed your eyes, his mouth quickly finding the skin of your neck while he slowly bottomed out, pulling out a bit just to thrust right back in. 

“Yes.” He groaned. “That’s it, baby.” 

You melted, little gasps leaving your lips as you raised your hips to meet his thrusts. He pushing you into the mattress, both of his arms used to keep his body weight to crash down on you while you held onto him with arms and legs like your very life depended on it. Later you’d worry about the marks your nails were definitely leaving on the skin of his back and shoulders, later you’d worry about the other marks his mouth was leaving on your neck, later. At that moment you could only think of the feeling of him inside of you. 

Suddenly, he stopped, hands reaching the pillow under your head. You frowned before he held your lower back up and put it under your butt. Thrusting back in, the new angle reaching the soft spot inside you making you loudly gasp. 

“That’s better.” He teased. 

“So much...” You panted.

“I know.” He teased again, moving his hips slower this time. 

“Fuck me!” You whimpered. 

“I am.” He kissed you. 

His hips were drilling into you hard and deep, his intensity got you shaking again, the coil forming once more making you ready to cum one more time. His fingers trailed down in between your bodies to circle your clit and you spread your legs a little more, inviting him to continue. The guttural groans leaving his lips were pushing you further towards the edge, his lips were right on the line of your ears as his thrusts became a little sloppier, messier. 

“C'mon… Cum for me.” He begged and you clenched around him uncontrollably. “Go ahead baby, let go.”

Just like that your body jolted and you closed your eyes, seeing white spots behind your eyelids as your orgasm hit you hard. But he didn’t stop, reaching his own as he thrusted you faster. 

“Shit baby you’ll make me cum.”

“Hvitserk…” You mumbled. 

“O-oh fuck…” It’s the only warning you got before he pulled out and you felt him paint your stomach white as rope after rope of his cum shoots from his tip onto your skin. 

Both of you were still panting, trying to recover from what just happened when he fell on the bed right by your side. His eyes were on you while yours held the ceiling, incapable of looking at him. 

“That was-” He started. “-very wrong of me.” A smile broke out on his lips before he pulled you close. “But so good.” His lips found your cheek forcing a laugh out of you. 

“Still very wrong of you.” 

“So wrong.” He turned you on your side, sticky bodies wrapping around one another, lips touching as he spoke.

“Big mistake.” You mumbled before his lips wrapped around yours. 

“Huge.” He agreed, kissing down your jaw to your neck. 

“We shouldn’t do this again.”

“You’re probably right.”

“You’re still kissing me.”

“I am.” 

“What about the huge mistake?”

“I’m a terrible cop.” 

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[aaalllice]

Heyy x3 could you do a Marco ilsø x fan reader? Like at a comic con she gets an autograph and hes just amazed? Maybe some jealousy (im a sucker for that xD) when she goes to Alex? Thank you <3

Let’s hope you gonna like it !

I’ve never been to a comic con, there’s probably mistakes

Warning : none, so enjoy !

You and Marco

Friday, April 22, 10 pm

I just arrived in my hotel room, first reflex I drop my stuff and lie on the bed, comfortable…A few seconds later I stand up and turn my head towards the only window of the room, outside the sky was grey and big clouds were approaching not announcing anything good, hoping that tomorrow morning the rain won’t be there, I don’t want to look like a mop, I get up rubbing my hands on my shoulders to warm me up, it’s freezing if I don’t want to be sick tomorrow I have to put on a vest. I approach my suitcase, lift it and put it on my bed without delicacy, after I put the piece of cloth on my shoulders, I start to put my belongings on the room shelf. I mustn’t forget to take the gifts, knowing myself between stress and excitement, I will forget them The sound of my phone ringing startles me, it's my best friend, I pick up

hi ; where are you !? ; she has an unusual voice

I’m fine thank you ; I start making random steps in my room

I’m at your house, but apparently, you’re not! ;

I went to Germany for the weekend ;

What, you went on vacation without me! ;

I’m at a comic con ; … ;

hello? ;

you’re at the German comic con ; bravo you remember ! ; I’m obviously ironic, I had already told her about it, she could have come with me, but she doesn’t like Vikings…

Yeah, it’s good, I drank a little, sooo ;

you can stay at my house if you want ;

serious ? ;

I’m sure you’re already lying on my couch with something to eat ;

Maybe; I hear her yawning uhh, otherwise, what’s new since this morning ?;

hello ? ;

the sound of his snoring was heard ;

ok good night ;

I hang up and go back to my business

an hour later ~

I just finished tidying up, I put the presents on the bed, I finally found the radiator, the room temperature will warm up soon and I ordered food, waiting I sat on the floor to review my schedule for tomorrow, unfortunately, I could only afford one day but we will enjoy it, my day will boil down to waiting, waiting for autographs and still waiting to take pictures, but it’s worth it, imagine meeting Ivar the Boneless !!!

I get up suddenly, hold up my ticket and jump around my bed like a child, after that moment of euphoria, I lie on my back, I start to imagine scenarios, imagine Alex dropping me at the back of the line and making me double-cross everyone, imagine that we get along well, imagine that we become friends or best friend! imagine that he introduces me to all the cast and that he appreciates me all! imagine going to party with them!!!

The sound of my phone notification brings me back to reality, I look at the screen, my belly gargoyle, my food is there! It’s sleep time, I just got out of the shower and headed for my bed which looks more comfortable than when I arrived, I grab my phone and sit comfortably under the cover, the temperature was nice, the sheets are soft, everything is perfect, I launch my playlist puts on my headphones and turns off the light, and it’s back to imagine fake scenarios Weird I don’t think too much about tomorrow, I go more into a fantastic world, some music later, music "until I fond you" begins to ring in my ears, as soon as a man’s face appears, we lie in the hotel bed, the sunlight passes through the window what allows me to better distinguish the face of the man who sleeps on my belly is… Marco!

He smiles at me, with his angelic smile, and approaches me, to place a kiss on my forehead, then he gets up and goes to the bathroom, he was shirtless, which allowed me to look better at detailing his back well drawing, I wait for the shower water to run, an irresistible need to join him takes me, I hardly get up, the sound of his voice comes out of the bathroom, "need help ?", I did not answer but I could not hold my smile, I moved with a little difficulty, arrived, I lean back to the frame of the door, Marco was finishing shaving his beard, he turned his head with a surprised look on his face, but began to smile very quickly, "I was going to come to get you", he rinses his face and approaches, he puts his hand around my waist, I kiss his chest "come with me in the shower", he had a little laugh, he put his hands under my thighs and lifted me, I felt the steam of hot water and Marco’s lips coming closer, but unfortunately the music ended which brought me back to reality, shit! It was so realistic… Let’s hope I'm gonna dream about that! I turn the light back on, grab my book and start my reading, still a little out of it because of this "amazing" fake scenario.

9 am

My alarm clock rings, but my eyes refuse to open and my body to move, after a few seconds I finally decide to extend my arm to stop this unbearable ringing, I stretch myself painfully, then get up, before anything I will take a shower, What better way to wake up than a warm shower. Once I get up, dress up, make up and do my hair, I go to my bag, check my things, and pick up my phone, 10 am, it’s time to go, I grab the key to the room, and out, it’s grey but no rain in sight, I’m waiting for the cab that’s supposed to drive me to the comic con… Damn it! As soon as I got out of the hotel, I realized that I had obviously forgotten the gifts, I hurried up, before my taxi arrived Only 30 minutes to go before arriving, I’m overexcited, my right leg gives small strokes on the ground, and I stress.

Here I am inside, Just in time as the rain begins to fall outside, there is no way that there are people, the comic was suitable to open some minute ago, and already queues started to form I walk between the stands, I have to control the desire to buy everything, I remember that I have no more money, I put everything in this weekend (well almost everything, I still have to pay my rent),    I walk between the stands, and admire the various exhibitions.

A voice announcement that different actors have arrived at their signing booths, and that they will soon be ready, people have started to run like crazy, all in the same direction, I guess it must be around here

I’ve been waiting in line for 1 hour, and to be honest, I don’t know who I’m going to see Jordan maybe? I got in through the crowd, and I couldn’t see where I was going but well it doesn’t matter, but in any case, Alex didn’t notice me as by miracle in the crowd, as I had imagined. After a few minutes and some fangirl fainting, I finally get to see the actor, and it was Alex, the more time passes the more I can’t wait Waiting for my turn, I look at the booth next door, it was Marco he was on break for a few minutes, I am super-happy to see Alex and to be able to talk to him, I had hoped to see and talk to Marco. I had planned to see all the actors of the Vikings present but seeing the world I think it would be impossible for this morning, but it is not a great loss, this afternoon it is the photos, 

37 minutes and 32 seconds later only two people left and it’s my turn hi ; Alex makes me a gesture to move forward Are you okay ? ; He looks at me waiting for an answer I blink quickly and mouse embarrassed Yeah, sorry, I’m fine ; Don’t worry, you’re not the first one that happens ; I imagine ; so what do I sign ? ; I give him a miniature posture of a Vikings season 6 poster You can sign this, please ; of course ; he takes the poster and sits at his table

A hand is placed on his shoulder of Alex who jumps into contact with this gesture, we lift our head at the same time toward the owner of the hand,          My brain freezes, my blood freezes and my cheeks get even redder you made me miss my signature ; idiot, it's always missed your signature ; Marco, did you finish your pose ? ; Yeah ; he looked up at me and smiled Sorry ; w wh why ? ; my voice trembles, I want to slap myself, pick up, he’ll find you strange for the signature ; oh it doesn’t matter, it’s not a big deal ; I feel like my head is going to explode Come to my booth, I’ll give you a better signature than this idiot ;

Alex raised his head and slightly pushed Marco making him laugh, he saluted him and went back to sit down, and gave me a last look before welcoming the fans I think I can die in peace, Marco invited me to his booth… it doesn’t mean anything but in my head, I’m going to get married and have two kids with him, take it back, damn it

for you ; Alex hands me my poster Thanks, uh, I’ve, uh; I’m frantically rummaging through my tote bag a gift? ;

yes ; I give him a stuffed bear dressed up as Ivar the boneless he thanks me in his arms, and it’s already time to leave, I have to leave the place, I turn my head to Marco who looks at me and beckons me to come 

don’t worry Marco she’s coming, she’s not going to fly away ; shout Alex in an ironic tone a heat runs through my body, I smile, and I feel my cheeks warm come ; Marco’s voice echoes in my head as I head towards him, his eyes are on me, and even if his smile is meant to reassure me, I can’t help trembling slightly hi ; I was in front of him… he was standing, I had to raise my head to see his face

I don’t want to disturb, I can keep waiting in line ; I look at the people behind me who are watching us attentively don’t worry, you won’t have time to get back in line, there are too many people ; he holds out his hand FIRST reflex, I put my hand in his….

It took a few seconds for me to realize what I’m doing, so… we’re holding hands, but why did I do that!? , he reached out to me to give him my poster, not that I give him my hand! He had a cute little laugh, which brought me back to reality I’m so sorry ; I take my hand off right away, I don’t even dare look at it, but why did I do that!?

this is the first time that some do this to me; he laughs and I do the same I give him the poster, he takes it and with his other hand he grabs mine, and goes towards his table makes me stop next to the chair, and he sits down gently letting go of my hand, of course, I'm still red

well well well ; he takes his black mark and starts signing I prefer Alex’s ; I was leaning over her shoulder

what ? ; he lifts his head to look at me Alex’s signature is better; I smile sarcastically, and he smiles back

You have no right; he belittles the head to look at his signature

why ?; slightly destabilize because you have no right to choose Alex over me ; he raises his head, hands me my poster and makes me smile mischievously

is that clear ? ; I laugh a little nervous Yes, sir; I take my poster he gets up and looks at me smiling thank you for signing; I said goodbye with my hand and moved towards the exit

where are you going? I turn to see Marco’s face a little confused

where am I going? I’m as confused as he is Yeah, where are you going? I don’t even know what your name is? ; 

oh, uh y/n, enchanting ; why did I say that’s, stupid                                              Marco, nice to meet you ; he shakes my hand

Now that we know each other, I go or…;

you’re leaving? ; a disappointed look appears on his face

I think so, you have to sign more posters ; I smile at his puppy face Alex has the right to a surprise, a hugh and I don’t ? ; He made a dramatic gesture with his hand

oh, yes, no well yes I have something for you too, I have something, of course ; he began to laugh softly

I can’t find the gift I made for Marco I whisper to myself where you put it, where you put the little present for my Marco his laughter grew louder, which made me realize that I spoke a little too loudly

I’m sorry I forget it in my hotel room ; I look at him with a sorry look

really ? ; he seemed to be disappointed Yeah, sorry… ;

Go say it, that you did it on purpose, that you prefer Alex ; no no, I uh I think you heard what I just said anyway ; I’m making a little smile to hide my gene heard

what ? ; he’s getting closer to me, with a stupid fake look on his face nothing, Marco, nothing ; I get a little closer to his face and give him a sarcastic smile

goood Marco, you work or you flirt ? ; Alex, she hates me so much that she didn’t even bring me a present ; my cheeks that were refreshed, go red again let them down,

I’m irresistible, she’s already under the spell, you can’t go after me ; please gentlemen; a security guard was getting closer to us                          yes sorry ;

oh uh yeah I’m going ; I’m heading out this time for good

see you later y/n ; he winked at me and went back to his autographs

What the hell just happened?! I barely realize, that the voice in the speaker, indicates that the photos with the actors will start in 45 min Already? But it’s a few hours? I’m taking my phone out, 2 pm, already!? I think I’ve heard so much! I have to find something to eat and especially a place to sit and recover from my emotions

I searched everywhere, I couldn’t find a free place, so I sat outside, next to a small rescue door The sky was always gray but the rain had stopped, I’m enjoying my meal looking into the void, I can not believe what happened... the scene goes back and forth in my head,                                                            I held his hand there... I began to laugh alone on the moment I was very embarrassed but start it was nice, as if all his hours dreamed was become reality

But let’s be realistic, in a few minutes I’m going to take a picture with him, then come back and never see him again (in real life), each of us is going to go back to our life, and he’s going to forget my name and forget my existence

Besides, I think he’s already forgotten me, and anyway, it’s okay, it’s life, who do I think I am, the main character? no, otherwise I would have kissed him and right now we’d be hand in hand planning our first couple trip The sound of rain comes out of me but thinking, SHIT, I’m going to be soaked, I throw the paper from my snack in the trash next to me and head for the little door

Fortunately, I am only a little wet and with the heat of the big room I will quickly dry I think it’s time to head to the photo booth, I’m slowly moving forward trying to dodge the world but obviously a crowd movement is leading me to oppose it from where I want to go

After a few nudges, I can get myself out of the herd of people who are heading somewhere I arrive, finally "I arrive" and place myself in the queue, it will be long, I feel the headache coming, between the noise and the heat I have the impression that I will faint, fortunately I bought a bottle of water (which cost me dearly, damn it)

After 2 hours of waiting it’s my turn soon, I’m impatient, I’m going to see Marco again !

I give my ticket to a lady who lets me pass in front of a blue background where Alex and Marco were talking, Marco noticed me coming over Alex’s shoulder and gave me a big smile, which made Alex turn around.

Hey, but I know you ?! ; he opens his arms to hold me in his arms, Marco puts his hand on Alex’s shoulder to stop the hug

my turn ; he steps forward and I do the same, red as a tomato

please ; the photographer seemed to want the day to end, a chance for him, the comic con ends soon

what you want to do ; ask Alex Um, I had an idea ;

tell us ; said Marco with a rather perverse smile, which made me laugh

You know the same, where there’s a guy and a girl walking down the street and, you know what, I’ll show you ; I pull out my phone, and they get closer  *shows the same*

oh yes, I know ; Marco raised his head to look at me

so, who does who? ; asks Alex

y/n and I hold hands ; he takes my hand abruptly, and sets himself up to do like the girl in blue, Alex laughs shaking his head and places himself in the same position as the woman in red

Okay, 3 2 1 ; the photographer looks at the photo and gives us a sign that he will take another one

The detention between me and Marco had gone up, although it’s a nice feeling, I think I’ll relax the atmosphere

Alex has a nice butt...; too bad can’t see his reaction, I hear him, choke slightly

the sound of the puddle makes me slightly jump or it is the pressure of Marco’s hand on mine that disturbed me

perfect, thanks ; the photographer goes to a big print and takes out the photos

thank you for coming ; said Alex hug me again

your finish uh ?!, you will suffocate her ; Marco made a false look full of reproach, we laugh slightly I take the pictures

thank you very much for your time, guys  ; 

Marco gently puts his hand behind my back If you don’t know where to go during the summer holidays, come to Denmark, you’ll see it’s super beautiful...; I don’t know why but I do the same thing I put my hand on his back, is this moment real? yeah, why not ; I smiled at her slightly but it’s time to go, so I walk away while saying goodbye

after some second walk in an empty corridor, I arrive in the main room, it is time to leave, where is the exit?

Y/N! ; I turn around to see who pronounces my name (although I certainly don’t get called because I don’t know anyone here)

It was Marco, he stood between the hallway, which I had just crossed, he smiled and waved to me to join him

Are you okay? ; What’s he doing here, he doesn’t have any more photos to take? yes very good is just, that euh ; he gets interrupted by the speakers

*Photo booth closes* *Dear visitors the comic con will soon close, take your time, but please start heading out, thank you*

oh you finished your day ; exactly, and I was wondering ; he stops talking and looks me right in the eye Yeah, Marco, what were you wondering? ; he laughs slightly, he must think himself stupid, but I find him cute to blush slightly, for once it’s not me

I wonder if, uh, how to say, would you be willing to lend me your phone number? ; he smiled embarrassed but a bit charming

oh my God! oh my God! oh my God! it’s not possible! , ok breathe and calm down but oh my God!!!

Lend? ; I try to stay calm .                                                                                      Um, yeah, so I’m giving you a coffee and uh ; I see he’s trying to be confident, but he’s stressed out I can’t believe it! It’s happening to me! a coffee? super! ; his face relaxes, he gives me a wide smile 

great! yeah ; he makes a small gesture of victory, which makes me laugh, how it’s possible to be so cute and so handsome (I think it’s criminal)

Um, will there be Alex? ; He raised an eyebrow no, no, not Alex ; he seemed a little upset by my remark, even though he was pretending not to

I have to catch up, obviously I wanted to be alone with him, but I prefer to ask so much the better ; I wink at him he began to laugh

sorry I ; don’t apologize for being jealous ; I’ll give him a slight pat on the arm jealous ? no, i’m not jealous ; he says laughing

are you sure? ; I tease him just because Alex got a gift and I didn’t ; we laugh there was a moment of silence, we looked at each other without saying anything

*Dear visitors the comic con will soon close, take your time, but please start heading out, thank you*

I think I have to go ; your number, first ; oh yes ; he hands me his phone, I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it! After registering my number in his phone, he offered to take me to the exit and to wait for my taxi together

Marco and I have been sitting on a wall talking for five minutes. I can’t believe, the conversation is going so well, it’s relaunching, after this tiring day that we both spent

He’s very nice in person, and he seems very attentive to what I’m saying, we get along, and we laugh, I find him very charming OK yes I find him handsome , and I have already imagined several times my life with him, but here this conversation, sweet and fun between two real humans is incredible and simple at the same time.

Unfortunately, a taxi is careful to quote us

I think it’s for you ; Marco gets up and holds out his hand, I grab it and lift me up

thank you ; he had a laugh

send me a message when you arrive, ok ? ; he opens the door 

thank you ; I sit in the back seat and greet the driver, the inside of the car was old brown leather, which made it look dark, there was a slight smell of cigarette and the radio passed an old German music air                                                      Marco closes the door, and I open the window

text me when you arrive ; he gets closer and bends over to see me better ok ; we looked at each other with a stupid smile on our faces, without saying anything, without doing anything, this moment is not awkward, it’s just pleasant the engine noise gets louder, I feel the car moving, Marco steps back a bit so as not to get his feet crushed he signs me goodbye and I do the same the car turns to the right and rushes into a street and Marco’s silhouette would disappear from my sight

On the way, I think back to our discussion, which was the most mundane but the most sweet and fun I’ve ever had, I think back to his smiles and his laughter and his eyes looking at me, to his body so close to mine, I dreamed of moments like thisthis, but this was real, and a thousand times better than my dreams

I walk into my room, the cold that reigns and worse than yesterday, I put my bag down, I rush on the heat and turn it on, I don’t remember turning it off on my side this morning, I sit on the bed, and take off my shoes and my jacket, I wish Marco was there to keep me warm, I had a little pevers smile looking at my pillows

7pm I’d been home an hour, and the only thing I could do was take a shower so here I am in hot water, humming songs and foaming soap on my body I let my mind wander, relax after this day filled with emotions

*knock knock*

Marco ? ; His name had escaped my lips, I don’t feel a bit stupid, it was obviously not him... what if?

I turn off the water, go out and wrap a servite around me, I look in the half-foggy mirror, I look pathetic, my hair wet, my skin reddened (by warm water) and my mascara which is not very well gone But whatever, I open the bathroom door and run to the front door.

Nobody, there was nobody, the hallway was empty, disappointed I lowered my head a little on the ground, a bag, a bag of food

but yes, that I am stupid, I was ordered to eat and I did not see the time passing, I laugh a little, find me stupid to have thought that Marco would be there

I go home with the bag of food still warm, and starve on the bed, and start eating

Marco... I’m stupid ; I start laughing all by myself Marco?! I forgot! I forgot to tell him I got here, damn it!

Where’s my phone, or I put it, it’s when you need it most that’s not there FIND, at the foot of the bed, what is it doing there?!

2 missed calls 3 messages

shit

in my life, I prefer to communicate by message, I find it simpler and less annoying, but I wasn’t thinking about it, and I call them It rings, why was I calling them?! a message would have sufficed, I hesitate to hang up but he picks up

Did you see the time? ; He looked ironic I have arrived ; I answer in the same tone as him I thought I’d have to come see if you had arrived well ; still ironic, but he could have been serious ah yeah ? ;                                                                                                        yeah ;

un silence s'instale, je ne sais pas quoi dire, j'aimerais le revoir mais quand ?, et est ce que lui veut me revoir?, oui il veut sinon il ne n'aurait pas demander mon numero de telephone, mais demain je pars, et lui il a la comic con,...

y/n ; yes? ; tomorrow, you ? ; No, I, uh, I wouldn’t be here ; oh too bad ; Yeah, I wish I could have seen you on stage ; I would have liked to see you in the crowd ; it would have been cool ; yeah ; yeah ; What time are you leaving? ; Wait ; I rush to my bag, and take out my ticket I have to be at the airport around 11 am ;

there was a silence and you start at what time tomorrow Marco? ; I have to be there at 2:00; we could meet! wait maybe he doesn’t want ok ok, good luck; thank you;

Go y/n ask for a coffee “date”, or just a short walk to change his mind I risk what? that he says no, that I become embarrassed and that the situation is embarrassing and that I ruin the little chance that I have Be brave, damn it!

tomorrow 10 am, in the bar you want, is that okay? ; There was a silence, shit he’s going to say no... Marco? ; perfect, 10 in front of your hotel, I go to take ; a stewardship joy does not invade (and a huge stress too) great ; I can’t help smiling foolishly I’ll take you to the airport ; oh uh thank you, that’s nice ;

the conversation ended with good-byes tomorrow,

a minute of silence for my soul who has just left my body I can’t believe I have a "date" with Marco Ilso!!!!

What am I gonna wear, I got nothing!!

Apr 23 9 : 30 am

in front of my mirror, I look at myself one last time to be sure that everything is fine, I do a simple hairstyle, a simple make-up, my outfit...I did with what I had, but at least with my 4 layers of clothes I wouldn’t get cold, even though I look like my woodcutter who drank way too many beers

*notification noise* I look at my phone

From Marco <3: I’m waiting for you downstairs

I grab my stuff, look one last time at the room to see if I forgot anything, everything is good I can leave

He stood in front of the reception, dressing well, styling well and beautifully beautiful, for a moment I considered running away, I’m ashamed, imagine a person like me with him, a fan, I’m just a fan... too late he saw me, he beckons me and gets closer

hi, y/n ; hi Marco ; Let me help you ; he put his hand on the handle of my little suitcase oh it’s okay I can do it ; I was a little embarrassed I know ; he took it and motioned me to follow him, outside a taxi waiting for us Once inside a banal conversation began, also side by side, shoulder to shoulder

oh, I was going to forget ; I’m going through my bag, under Marco’s watchful eyes

and there it is ; I give him a small cardboard box what is it ; he prices it carefully a gift ; I smile at him                                                                                                really, I’m entitled to a gift? ; he looks at me smiling Yeah, well, it’s not exactly for you ; what? ; he looked confused open ; I push his shoulder he opened, and began to laugh oh ; What ?! you don’t like it, he’s not gonna like it? ; no, it is perfect, Pablo will love it ; he turns to me with a big smile great ; our face was close, smiling and alaise but very close

he’ll smile, I do the same he gets a little closer to me, I do the same he puts his hand on my cheek, I put my hands on the back of his neck envy, electricity and butterflies paradise, quick and shy, but adorable we look at each other, smiling like children

~~

I won’t tell you what happened next, because it’s a secret A well-kept secret between me and Marco Is our date go well, probably Did we keep talking by message, maybe Did we meet again after, who knows

but what I can tell you is that the fake scenario imagined in this hotel room may have become reality and it’s much better in real life (with some real good sensation)

end

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Kiss Kiss

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[dangerousvikings]

7 days with Hvitserk

Day 1 - Hvitserk & food 

Day 2 - Bloody Hvitserk

Day 3 -  Hvitserk smiling

Day 4 -  Hvitserk & Margrethe

Day 5 -  Costume & hair details

Day 6 -  Behind the scenes

Day 7 -  Family

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New Start

Hvitserk Ragnarsson x Reader

Summary: After months of tolerating Margrethe’s way of speaking with you, you had enough. And since no one ever stood up to help you, not even the man you loved, you took matters into your own hands.

They say, when you are dying your mind starts shutting down, bit by bit, so it wouldn’t remember death. To spare itself from the suffering.

Your mind started to shut down the moment the icy lake shattered beneath you.

And now, you were going to die with so many regrets. 

What started off as an enjoyable dinner, turned into disaster.

Margrethe loved to mention the fact that your boyfriend used to bed her, making you jealous and angry.

It started off with remarks that she made everyday and whenever she felt fit. You were the smarter one, thinking she would stop if you don’t reply or ignore her, but you were wrong. It only encouraged her. Since then, she saw you as weak. 

Although the men never said anything in regards, letting the women deal with their own problems, however you did ask Hvitserk multiple times to help you and make her stop. Talk to her or her husband.

But Hvitserk didn’t want to, he said the same as Ubbe, women should take care of their own problems.

So, you were alone in this. Left in a corner to deal with Margrethe alone.

Listening to her every time she saw you, talk about how your man used to be with her, what they did, where and how.

Your blood was boiling every single day. 

Until that dinner.

That dinner was the last straw when you saw her legs reaching for Hvitserk’s. That was all you needed to finally explode. 

You kind of blacked out for the majority. 

You remember screaming, yelling and plates being thrown. You remember circling the table and grabbing her hair and fighting her. You remember Ubbe trying to pull you away from his wife as you screamed at her. After all, she was a wife, how dare she look at any other than her husband? 

You remember Ivar’s smile as he enjoyed the show his dinner came with and you remember as Hvitserk pulled you out of the home.

“What are you doing, Y/N? She is the wife of my brother!” he said as he stood in front of you his back to the house.

“She has no right to talk to me like that, a whore like her! I asked you, begged you to help me, stop her, but no, you said women needed to deal with their problems alone, so I did! I tried talking to her, ignoring her, anything to make her stop Hvitserk, but she just wouldn’t. She thinks I’m a joke and says to the others that our relationship is a joke and I had enough!”

“You still can’t do that, you have no right to attack her!”

“I have every fucking right to attack her! Especially when I’m the one she is talking about!”

Hvitserk and you just looked at each other, your eyes filled with tears as you knew he won’t take your side.

“Do you even care about me?” you asked. “All I am is just someone who cleans your home and opens her legs for you, right? I try, so much, to talk with you. I told you about my past, my life, my fears, but you just don’t care do you? You love her.” the last sentence came out as a whisper as you turned and walked away, into the woods.

You were sobbing, your vision blurry from the tears as you walked further and further in. The fact that Hvitserk didn’t even care to follow you, hurt even more.

Perhaps you should leave, let him be. He didn’t seem to be so happy with you anyway. He was always stoic, barely smiled or laughed and he didn’t like to talk. you could tell he didn’t even listen when you were talking. Maybe he was thinking about other women. But why have you around then? Maybe he just found it to be coincidental to have you around. And now he thanked the Gods that you finally left.

You only stopped walking when a sound caught your attention. This was when you realized that you were on a lake, a frozen lake, and the ice couldn’t support you.

The last thing you remember is cold.

The darkness absorbed you as you started to sink and drown. You did try to find a way out, but you couldn’t.

This is when your mind started to shut off.

Maybe it was the oxygen it needed. You weren’t sure.

Your mind filled with memories. From your childhood to Hvitserk. You remember the most the times you spent with him. You remembered the first time you met, kissed and laughed.

Who were you trying to fool? You loved him.

Even on the edge of dying all you could think were his eyes, those eyes that captured you. The eyes that met yours as you woke up next to him. The warmth you felt as he held you close.

There.

You were the happiest there.

During the morning, in his arms, as the sun was shining brightly. 

You loved him.

But he didn’t love you.

This is when you lost consciousness. 

***

You didn’t expect to wake up, but you did.

In a very familiar bed, covered in furs. You were alone, you sat up and looked around. 

“Valhalla looks just like...” you said, still not fully realizing that you were in fact till alive. The moment you realized that you weren’t dead was when you took a deep breath and you realized that everything hurt. Every breath, every move of your arm hurt.  You could tell that it was late evening as the sudden coldness hit your skin. 

You heard a noise and as you looked up your eyes met with Hvitserk’s. Yours filled with tears. Tears of embarrassment, tears of fear. All the emotions came right back. 

He soon moved and hugged you close to his chest. You wrapped your arms around his middle as he caressed your back.

“I thought you were...I do care about you, Y/N.” is what he whispered to you and as you pulled back to look into his eyes, you knew he wasn’t lying. “I don’t know how to show you my feelings for you. I love you, and believe me when I say that it was the most hurtful thing when I had to watch you suffer because of her, because of my past.”

“Then why didn’t you say something?” you asked, not even realizing how he just confessed his love for the first time.

“My brothers, they said Viking women should be able to take care of things on their own. And you did. I flipped out because... You might not believe me but I was scared she would hurt you. I don’t want to lose you. And then you ran away... I followed you, but you didn’t listen when I called out your name, and then I found the lake...”

“You saved me. Thank you.” you said running a hand down his arm.

“I love you. And from now on I won’t be scared to show it. And the first step to do that is...would you marry me please?” 

You looked down, not daring to look at him because you knew you would say yes, immediately. You needed to think rationally.

“If I do, I want you to know something. I don’t want to share my husband with any other. If you cannot be or won’t be loyal... I won’t stay with you.”

“I have been loyal to you since we got together.”

“I know, but marriage is for life, no? Not just months.”

“I know what I want. I want you. I want a bigger house for us so we can have lots of children. I want that garden for you you always mentioned, I want to have a life with you.” 

He grabbed your chin and slowly made you look at him.

“Yes. I want that too, all of it. I love you so much.” you said as he captured your lips in a kiss.

***

After your fight with Margrethe, she stopped bullying you. She was now afraid of you, not daring to look at you at all during dinners or at all during the day.

It was a nice finish to that chapter of your life.

Marriage would be a new chapter, a new start of your life with Hvitserk. After nearly drowning and losing the man you love so much.

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Chapter Two

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Ivar moves his white chess pieces around the board. It's brutal and the other opponent across from him looks like all the life has been drained from him. Ivar had killed the guy without a weapon with 30 minutes still on the clock. He sits back, knowing he has won.

The man across from him stares at the board for another five minutes before resigning. He throws five hundred bucks on the table and leaves without saying anything.

Ivar picks up his winnings and comes over limping a little to sit next to me at the bar. My brother became a chess prodigy at 6 after Sigurd crushed his leg with a shovel; a full metal brace had to be implanted into his still-growing bone. He needed something to occupy him while his brace was on, and Uncle Floki had sat him down and told him, “I'm going to teach you how to play chess.”

He became a U.S. champion at 16, one of the youngest in the league, full-bodied in anger. He wanted it all. They called him a “cripple” because he never lost the limp, it fueled him even more. He had gotten his first taste of blood too young when he gave another kid a concussion by smashing his head in a locker at seven years old.

It happened in a blink of an eye. Sigurd couldn't keep his mouth shut for once in his life. Ivar just snapped while he was holding a kitchen knife, all that pent-up anger led to one brother dead and another one going to spend the rest of his life in prison. Ubbe wouldn't let it happen. Blood is blood, no matter what you've done.

"I met a girl." I speak, lifting my glass and drinking my beer.

Ivar raises his brows at me, pushing his glass to be refilled by the bartender "Where'd you meet her?" Ivar questions. He looks at the bartender with narrowed eyes impatiently.

The man flinches and pours another glass and scurries away.

Ivar grins and lifts his glass to take a drink.

"Coffee shop." I can't help but go on about you. "She's something, Ivar. So fucking beautiful, I can't stop thinking about her. She's… every poet's muse. Every musician’s love song. The sun in a cold winter." I shut my eyes, picturing you. I look back at Ivar. "She is the truest form of love."

Explaining you was hard enough because you were unexplainable. There weren't enough words in the human dictionary to even say what and who you were. In my thoughts, I could say a million ballads, but none could be described by my lips.

Ivar looks taken back when I tell him about her. It was hard to surprise him and it was one of those rare times when he was. He polishes off his whiskey in one swig and slams the glass down on the bar. "You're in love." He nods. "Boy, you're fucked." Ivar pats my back with an open palm. "What's her name?" He asks. I said your name. It feels so right on my tongue. It's smooth and keeps me warm. You. You. You. You.

"You asked her out?"

I shake my head, looking down at the foamy leftovers in my beer glass.

"You got her number though, right?" He leans in.

"I'm keeping an eye on her."

Ivar looks at me, a shit-eating grin on his face. "Correction. You're stalking her."

I snap my head at him. I wasn't lurking in the window watching you change. This wasn't like that. This was love. "I'm not- it's not like that." I state, my fist clenched so hard that my veins popped in my hand. I unclench my hand, taking a breath.

"You'll have to talk to her eventually." Ivar speaks calmly. He adjusts himself in his seat to straighten himself.

"I've spoken to her." I bite back. I look at my watch on my wrist, you were getting off work soon. Fuck. I was going to be late.

"I'm not done." Ivar glares. He wants to be heard even if no one asked. Ivar the Boneless.

"I’ve got to go. She's getting off work." I stand up.

Ivar huffs out, shaking his head. "You're my ride, help me up." He grips onto my arm to level himself and yank himself up from the chair. He rarely ever asked anyone to help him up, only me on rare occasions. I didn't say anything to make him get angry. I wasn't in the mood for a tantrum.

He limps towards the door and we step out into the street in the spring air. ars honk as they drive by, narrowly missing hitting each other.

"So, where does she work?"

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You stand there, a black apron tied around your waist. Your hair is pulled up and your neck is showing. You touch it a few times, rubbing it along your sore muscles.

My thoughts trail off again.

You were laying against my chest in the bathtub, soothing your body. I'd run my fingers along your thigh. The bubbles are drowning us, your eyes are closed. It wasn't sexual, just relaxing, peaceful there.

Ivar opens his car door, the ding making me snap out of my thoughts.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm starving, there's a perfectly good place to eat and I'm going to eat." Ivar gets out of the car.

"You can't! Ivar!" My voice grows louder and he shut the car door on me. Motherfucker. I hesitate while gripping onto the handle to go after him.

It had been a few weeks. I was planning the perfect time to meet again and Ivar just stomped on it. This wasn't part of it.

I follow after him nervously, shoving my hands in my jacket pockets, stepping inside the restaurant. It was one of those old, retro 50s-style diners with checkered black & white floor and bright-red booths. The smell of a good hamburger makes my mouth water.

You smile at me when you see me, your lips are painted over in a pink kind of color, soft, and subtle. You are absolutely breathtaking. My heart thumps heavily against my chest. Seeing you again,it felt like everything was right in the world.

"Welcome to Sam's! Make yourself comfortable." The other waitress says too cheerfully before you can mutter anything.

You close your mouth and look away annoyed.

I don't look at her. Only at you.

Something in your eyes flashes. Anger? It's almost the same look I see on Ivar occasionally when he wants to kill someone. It's harder to tell with you. You don't say anything though. You breathe in softly, maybe meditating in your head.I wonder what's going on in there. What's going on inside your head?

You look at me, the realization of you being watched stuck over your face. You still look so beautiful angry. You look away embarrassed. Your cheeks are reddened.

I want to ask you what you want. Tell me. I'll give it to you, I'll give you everything.

I go to sit down, sliding myself in the booth as Ivar sits across from me.

The other girl hurries to us with menus.

Ivar barely looks at it before passing it back to her.

"I want a bacon cheeseburger with fries and onion rings. And to drink I want a cold glass of Pepsi." He states and her eyes go wide a little of how intimidating he is.

I almost laugh. That's how Ivar is.

"I'll have the same." I glance at you as you write it down and pass it off to the cook in the window.

You have a smirk toying on your lips, waiting for something.

The waitress, Lux, runs back over. It takes a minute for her to realize that she forgot to write the order.

"Already done." You pass her a little notepad and a pen.

She seethes, snatching it off you. You look amused, that smirk teasing your soft lips.

"Don't make me look stupid." She said a little loudly to be heard. Attention-seeker.

You smile. Not the sweet, shy smile I knew, but cocky. You had that spark. "I don't need to make you look stupid."

She huffs and goes to get the drinks and you go away to serve another customer at the end of the diner, swaying your hips just right in such a way that Ivar even looks.

Lux comes back, setting the two glasses in front of us. "I get off at 10." She passes a glance between us, flirtatiously. "If you guys aren't busy, you should swing by."

"You're not really my type." Ivar fiddles with the sugar packets without looking at her.

"How can I be your type?" She leans over pressing her hands on the table.

Ivar just laughs. "You can't, even if you tried."

She gets offended by it, standing up straight and rolling her eyes as she walks away. She mutters something to you as she passes by and goes into the kitchen.

"Sorry about her." You say apologetically. "I'll get you some pie to go after you're done with your food? It's on me."

"Do you have apple pie?" Ivar asks. He turns to you, and he's doing that intimidation thing he does with everyone. He wants to see you squirm under the pressure.

I instinctively kick his leg with the tip of my shoe and he winces, gripping onto his bad leg while glaring at me; he wants to kill me."Just a cramp." He lies through clenched teeth.

"Are you alright? Do you need ice?" You reach out and touch his shoulder, your eyes are concerned. It makes me love you even more. I'm bursting at the seams with how much you care for my brother and you don't even know him.

It's the first time I've seen Ivar get all flushed. Is he... blushing?

"I should be okay. Just a bad day." Ivar tells you and you nod sympathetically.

Your hand moves to his back. Just briefly and you move it away. "Let me go see if the food is ready, okay?" I watch you leave us wanting more.

"You were blushing!" I state, quietly chuckling.

Ivar glares at me. "Shut up." He pulls the paper off his straw, sticks it in his drink, and sips angrily. He glances at you, his eyes full of mischief. "I have a plan but you have to listen to everything I say if you want to get the girl."

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Hvitserk was not a subtle or shy person.

Especially around women.

Yet when he was around you, his flirting skills flew out the window.

He would stumble across his words and glow red when you laughed at his lame jokes.

He would spend most of the day day-dreaming about you.

And when he was laying in bed at night, stroking his cock, his thoughts were filled with you. He would imagine what it was like to kiss you, touch you...be inside you.

He tried to follow Sigurds lead and be more of a romantic, rather than a womanizer. This only resulted in him trying to write you poetry which subsequently never saw the light of day.

He would often pester Floki, your father, with questions about you, like what your favorite flowers were.

Floki instantly figured out Hvitserk liked you.

Hvitserk would get jealous when his brothers were around you - especially when Ivar tried to flirt with you.

Hvitserk memorized your daily routine and would take 'strolls' around where you worked in the off chance that he would bump into you.

After months of hiding his feelings for you, he finally decided to ask you on a date.

He was delighted when you said yes.

With help from Floki, he decided he would bring you on a midnight picnic in the woods - seeing as you both loved to scoff food.

When the night of the date arrived, he was beyond nervous.

You seemed to be enjoying yourself, which put him at ease.

He admired the way your eyes twinkled when you smiled and the way you had a habit of hiding your mouth when you laughed.

When you complimented his smile, it gave him a surge of confidence.

He decided he better act now or his nerves would stop him.

He leaned in, slowly dragging his lips against yours - hardly applying pressure.

When you kissed back, he decided it was time to turn up the heat.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you tight against him.

It was better than he had ever dreamed. The feeling of your soft warm lips moving against his and the way your breasts were pressed against his chest made his mind swim with unholy thoughts.

When you both broke apart, you were panting for breath, still wrapped in each others arms.

"I always wanted to do that." Hvitserk would say, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

"Me too." You replied.

This flipped a switch in Hvitserks head. He seemed to regain his 'womanizing skills.'

He instantly crashed his lips back onto yours - this time hungrier and more passionate.

He flipped you over in the grass and crawled on top, mouth still locked on yours. His hands traveled down your body - squeezing and stroking.

At this moment, you both knew that it was going to be a long night.

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Хвитсерк любил женщин и любил доставлять им удовольствие. И ты не стала исключением, хотя ему пришлось слишком долго пытаться, чтобы заполучить тебя. И на его счастье, как он думал тогда, ты не настаивала на чём-то большем, отношения и преданность.

Для вас в ту ночь всё обошлось только его "поеданием" тебя. И ты соврёшь, если скажешь, что это было неприятно. Тебе понравилось. И он был слишком пьяным, чтобы продолжить. Поэтому заполз на тебя, а потом свалился на свою половину кровати, сразу же заснув. Ты не дождалась других проникновений. Но тебе удалось получить удовольствие, теперь тебе не на что жаловаться.

Никто не видел, как ты выходила из его комнаты. В том числе его братья.

Но Хвитсерк кажется не насытился тем, что было между вами.

И ты догадалась об этом, когда он снова заговорил с тобой на рынке.

Вы и до этого хорошо общались, и ты прекрасно знала, что он делает. Его флирт сложно было не заметить, и многие девушки смотрели на тебя с завистью, пока внимание принца не переключалось на них, как только ты уходила от него по своим делам дальше. И ты знала всё это, поэтому даже не думала в него влюбляться.

Хвитсерк нравился тебе. И ты не стала бы этого отрицать. И в том, что вы стали чуть ближе, не было ничего такого, он имел право общаться с тобой, как и другие мужчины.

Вы оба всё ещё свободны и всё ещё расположены друг к другу.

— Т/И, — произносит он, оказываясь рядом с тобой, на пиру, когда ты направлялась к своим друзьям.

Здесь шумно, но вам не приходится кричать или прислушиваться друг к другу. Огонь в середине достаточно большой, чтобы осветить людей вокруг. Все веселиться под ночным небом и празднуют.

— Да, Хвитсерк, — произносишь ты, дружелюбно улыбнувшись ему.

— Я хотел спросить, не хотела бы ты уйти от сюда? Где не так шумно?

— Мне не кажется, что здесь шумно, — произносишь ты, усмехнувшись и остановившись. — Но я хотела бы от сюда уйти, где было бы больше уединения, и меньше людей.

Твой голос для него был похож на мелоди��, прекрасную и нежную. Но он уверен, это было для всех, наверняка каждый мужчина считает также, слышит тебя также.

А ты пока что уверена, что он просто не закончил. Это же Хвитсерк, наверняка он просто хочет побывать в тебе, а потом потеряет интерес.

Как только дверь за вами закрывается, ты накрываешь его губы своими. Его руки скользят к твоим округлым бёдрам, сжимая затем твой зад и вырывая тихий стон из тебя. Ты отходишь к его кровати, утягивая принца за собой.

— Я так сильно хочу тебя, — чуть ли не скулит он, а ты улыбаешься на эту фразу.

«Ты хочешь половину Каттегата» проносится у тебя в мыслях, но ты молчишь, только толкаешь его на кровать и залезаешь сверху.

Довольная улыбка на лице Хвитсерк не заставляет себя долго ждать. Он снова получает жадный поцелуй, и потом ты переключаешься на его шею. Потом просовываешь ладони под его тунику, дотрагиваясь до его тела и намекая, чтобы он разделся.

И он выполняет, не отрывая взгляд от тебя. А его довольная улыбка никуда не исчезает.

Твои губы дотрагиваются до его кожи. Все доступные места теперь помечены твоими горячими поцелуями. И ты спускаешься ниже, твои колени касаются деревянного пола, а Хвитсерк не совсем в состоянии уловить твои намерения.

Может поэтому он не сопротивляется, когда ты расправляешься со шнуровкой его брюк и сразу же аккуратно вытаскиваешь его уже затвердевшую плоть.

Твой язык проходит по кончику его возбуждённого члена.

— Нет, Т/И, стой, — он бормочет себе поднос, но ты прекрасно его слышишь. Он хочет приподняться, но когда твои губы обхватывают его головку полностью, а рука чуть крепче сжимается у его основания, он протяжно стонет и откидывается назад на меха своей кровати.

Вся комната заполняется стонами Хвитсерка, он поглаживает тебя по волосам, ласково, не толкает и не принимает силу. Он не держится долго, и ты отчасти принимаешь это на свой счёт, хоть и не особо уверенна в этом.

Ты ухмыляешься когда заканчиваешь. И, приподнявшись, видишь Хвитсерка таким расслабленным. Тебя даже это забавляет, но ты только наклоняешься к нему и оставляешь ласковый поцелуй в уголке его губ.

Он пытается получить от тебя больше, поймав твои губы, но он слишком ленив и расслаблен.

Тебе нравится видеть его таким и знать, что ты довела его до этого состояния.

Слезая с Хвитсерка, ты достаточно быстро добираешься до выхода и тихо закрываешь за собой дверь.

Ты сразу присоединяешься к своим друзьям, кажется даже не встречая Хвитсерка за весь оставшийся вечер. Может он присоединился к с��оим братьям, а может позвал какую-нибудь рабыню к себе.

Но ты ещё много времени не общаешься с ним. Вы не пересекаетесь и на следующие дни, и ты уже убеждена, что он просто переключился на другую девушку. В Каттегате всё ещё много нетронутых Хвитсерком женщин, почему бы ему не выбрать кого-то нового теперь.

Ты просто не желала привязываться к нему, и к тому же, в рядах тех, кто желал тебя в жёны, уже появилось несколько поклонников.

— Т/И, — ты слышишь знакомый голос и останавливаешься, переведя взгляд на парня, что подбежал к тебе.

Твои губы искажаются в милой улыбке, дружелюбной. Сигурд никогда не был зол с тобой или пренебрежителен, хотя его отношение к Ивару немного смущало тебя. И его романтичная натура слегка была не в твоём вкусе. Но в остальном, он был принцем, и ваши семьи знакомы, а тебе не сложно уважительно относиться к нему, как к принцу.

— Сигурд, ты что-то хотел? — интересуешься у него.

Тебе и в голову не пришло, что парень заинтересован тобой. И ты не заметила, что его брат обратил на вас внимание, пристально наблюдая за тобой. Хвитсерк делал это пока ты не видела, а теперь даже не контролировал. Он прожигал тебя взглядом и больше не слушал Уббе, а еда на тарелках уже не так сильно интересовала его.

Уббе замечает странное поведение своего брата и следит за его взглядом. Но ты уже отошла от Сигурда и попрощалась с ним.

— Ты чего? — Уббе привлекает, наконец, внимание своего брата, и тот возвращается к своей еде.

Хвитсерк выглядел хмуро всё это время. Даже Ивар заинтересовался его настроением и на удивление лёгкой потерей аппетита.

Хвитсерк отмахивается от вопроса брата, опуская взгляд на свой обед.

Он не упустил бы возможности спросить Сигурда о тебе, хотя это точно было бы подозрительно. Хвитсерку удалось не упоминать о вашей близости. И он был слегка в замешательстве от произошедшего между вами. Женщины обычно не брали его член себе в рот, и он часто проводил с ними ночь и просыпался потом ни один. А твоё поведение, будто ты просто вернула ему долг и ушла, показав свою независимость в нём.

Поэтому за ужином, сидя рядом с Уббе, Хвитсерк решается.

— Я видел тебя с Т/И.

— Я пригласил её на прогулку, — произносит Сигурд, слишком гордо, заставляя всех обратить на него внимание.

— Неужели она согласилась? Это заставляет усомниться меня в её адекватности, — произносит Ивар.

И губы Хвитсерка расплываются в улыбке.

— Я хотя бы смог к ней подойти, а не подползти, — шипит Сигурд.

Ивар только хочет ответь ему, и ссора между ними могла бы легко начаться. Заставив Аслауг переживать. Она только хочет попросить своих сыновей не начинать, но Хвитсерк всё быстро исправляет.

— Так она согласилась? — интересуется он, запивая мясо элем.

— Она сказала, что не знает, у неё много дел на этой недели. Я спрошу её на следующей.

Хвитсерк не сдерживает смешка. И теперь все взгляды прикованы к нему. Он выглядит слишком хитрым, и все за столом понимают, что он что-то знает, он не просто насмехается над своим братом. Хвитсерк даже не думает делиться своими подвигами, он хочет приберечь это. И это даже его удивляет, как бы просто было сказать, что он уже пробовал тебя, и другому любому мужчине повезёт оказаться в твоих объятиях и между твоих ног.

Но он умалчивает об этом. Думает, что нужно приберечь это. Он хочет теперь попробовать что-то ещё, может самому пригласить тебя куда-нибудь. Раз ты отказала Сигурду, может у Хвитсерка есть шанс.

— Чего смешного? — Сигурд выглядит недовольным и злым.

— Ничего, — Хвитсерк пожимает плечами.

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[akamaiden]

Hola, may you please write #23“I’m proud of you.” and #60. “Cum for me.” for Marco Ilso? Something like the reader is his friend and he broke up with his long time girlfriend two months ago and she isn't sure if it's the right time to tell him about her feelings, but when she sees another girl flirting with him she makes her move? Sorry it's long 😊😊😊

A/N: This is my first time ever writing for Marco so any feedback is highly appreciated. This gif belongs to @therealcalicali.

Pairing: Marco Ilsø x Reader.

Warnings: Smut, as always.

Words: 1613.

You had just arrived from work, you were putting your phone to charge. You turned it on and looked shocked at the twenty missed calls.

“Jesus,” you talked to yourself. 

All the calls were from Marco. You called him immediately, worried with him. He answered you at the first ring. 

“Y/N, I-i need you,” he sobbed on the phone.

“Marco, are you crying? What happened?” you asked. 

“Ashley, she just, she broke up with me,” he sobbed.

“Jesus. Try to calm your breath. Where are you?” you asked already grabbing your purse and the key of your car.

“H-home. Are you coming? Please, I need to talk to someone about this. It's all my fault,” he said.

“I'm coming,” you said already getting into your car.

You broke at least six traffic rules but you honestly didn't give a fuck. When you got into Marco's apartment the first thing you noticed it was his opened door. You quickly got inside and closed it behind you.

“Marco?” you said.

“Here,” he said.

You followed the sound of his voice and founder him sitting in the floor. 

“Hey, I'm here,” you said touching his shoulder gently.

“She left me and it's my fault,” he said.

“What happened, Marco?” you asked sitting at his side. 

“Remember that I made a test for Vikings?” he said.

“Yes, you were so excited about it,” you said.

“I'm in. I'll start on the next season, I'll be one of Ragnar's sons,” he said.

“This is amazing, Marco!” you said. 

“Yeah, I thought the same way. Before I said that this means passing a lot of time in Dublin,” he said.

You understood everything. Ashley was so jealous and possessive, obviously she made Marco choose between his role or her. But you were happy that he chose his role, instead of that fake blonde bitch.

“Do you think you made a bad call?” you asked carefully.

“I don't know, Y/N. I always wanted to have bigger roles and participating of one of the most watched tv shows at the moment is simply perfect. But I lost Ashley,” he said.

“Marco-” 

“What if she is right? That the role is no big deal and that I'm wasting time?” he said.

“Hey, hey. Stop it. It's your chance to show how good actor you are. If she didn't understand this, I'm sorry but she doesn't support you,” you said. 

“Maybe you're right, Y/N. Thanks for being such a great friend, can you stay here? We can buy pizza or something,” he said.

“This looks great, Marco,” you said.

It's been two months since Marco was single and everyday you asked yourself if it wasn't time for you to confess your feelings for him? It looks like a good ideia, but what if he didn't feel the same way? What if this fucked up your friendship. You simply couldn't risk it.

You were going pick Marco, he convinced you to get out with him. And considering that he would drink his ass off, you were going more to take care of him. 

When you arrived at the party he started drinking and dancing, at least he was having fun.

You saw one girl staring at him, you felt your heart tighten in your chest. It was a matter of seconds so she came closer and starting dancing with him. You turned your back to the scene, you didn't need to watch this.

“When will you tell him, Y/N?” Alex asked you.

“I don't know what you're talking about, Alex,” you tried.

“You're a terrible liar. I know you love him, it's written all over your face,” he said.

“Is that obvious?” you asked.

“I don't know why Marco didn't notice yet,” he said.

“It's pointless Alex. He'd never liked me. His ex looks like a super model, I'm nothing in front of her,” you said.

“Oh, stop it. You're beautiful, Y/N. Sooner or later Marco will notice this,” he said. 

“I hope you're right,” you said.

Before Alex could say something else, Marco came closer and hugged both of you. 

“Alex, my man, can you take care of Y/N?” he asked.

“Where are you going?” you asked him.

“I'm going have some fun to that beautiful blonde,” he said. 

“Marco, no. You can't,” you said without thinking straight.

“Why not? It's been two months, I need to get laid,” he said. 

Alex chuckled and left you alone, you looked over your shoulder and saw him dancing and talking with the girl.

“Because, I-i... I love you,” you said not looking at him, avoiding his judgmental look.

“You what?” he asked lifting your chin.

“I love you, but I know that you don't feel the same way and of course you deserve better than the clumsy and silly me. If you prefer I can give you some time, you know...” you said.

“You're not silly. Clumsy? Well, you definitely are. But I think it's the cutest thing. I never imagined that,” he said.

“It's been such a long time, but you were always fooling around with random girls so I thought-”

“You thought wrong, my dear. You're right, I can't go with nobody else but you,” he said and kissed you. 

God, he was finally kissing you. You imagined this so many times and still, it was even better than your sweetest dreams.

His tongue easily dominated yours, he was sucking your tongue, dominating the kiss while he was pressing your hips.

When breath became a necessity, you said, “Let me take you out of here,”

You drove insanely, breaking at least two traffic rules but again, you didn't give a fuck about it. 

It was the millionth time that you were going to his apartment but this time was different, the sexual tension it was so thick that if you had a knife it would be possible to cut it off.

When you got inside the elevator, he didn't lost time and he pressed a button that made the elevator got stuck. 

He slammed you against the wall and immediately you felt his mouth on your neck, trying to devour you. 

“Marco,” you moaned.

“Shhh, I can't wait until we get at my place. I need you now and I honestly didn't give a fuck about where we are. Do you?” he asked pinching your nipples through the fabric of your dress, making you whimper on his arms.

“Someone can see us,” you tried to reason with him.

“Then put a show for them,” he snaking his hand to your panties.

You could feel him smirking when he saw how wet you were for him.

“You're too wet for someone who doesn't want this, don't you think?” he asked circling your clit, after putting your panties aside.

“Marco,” you moaned his name. 

You felt like your body was on fire, he barely started and you simply lost the capacity to think coherently.

He took off your panties and slid two fingers into your pussy and you started riding his hand. 

“Look at you, Y/N. Look at you riding my fingers, fucking yourself on them,” he said pulling your hair, forcing you to stare at your reflection on the mirror of the elevator.

He started curling his fingers into you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. 

“I-i... Shit, you'll make me cum so hard, Marco, babe,” you managed to say between moans.

“Then cum. Cum for me, kitten,” he said sucking that sweet spot of your neck.

You came hard yelling his name feeling the orgasm wash your body. He hugged you tightly and you felt his hardness pressed against your ass. 

“Are you that hard for me?” you said.

He nodded, “I'm gonna fucking ruin you,”

You turned around and kissed him while your hands were working on his pants, once you freed his cock you stroked them a couple times, getting him ready for you.

He picked you on his arms and putted you sitting in the safety bar of the elevator and without wasting more time he slammed into you.

“Fuck,” you squealed.

He smiled and started thrusting into you, hard and fast. He was so deep into, he found your g-spot and started hitting it repeatedly, making you see stars. 

“You feel so good around my cock, kitten. Look at you, you're taking my cock so eagerly,” he said. 

“Marco, you're so deep into me and it feels so gooood,” you said with your eyes closed. Your hands were on his neck, scratching and caressing him.

“C'mon open your eyes,” he said.

You opened your eyes and got lost into his dark green eyes shining in pure lust.

“Cum for me, kitten. Cum all over my cock, Y/N,” he said pulling your hair with one hand and the other he slapped your ass hard. 

You came yelling his name, lost in so much pleasure. He thrusted you two more times but when he felt you clenching around him, he spilled himself into your cunt. 

You jumped on his arms and he hugged you tightly. “I’m proud of you,” he said.

“What do you mean?” you asked trying to catch your breath.

“You're so shy but still, you putted a show for the security personnel.

“Shit, Marco! Where are my panties?” you asked. 

“This one here?” he asked showing you your lace panties that was wrapped around his finger.

“Give it to me!” you squealed. 

He laughed and pressed the button again and the elevator started working once again. 

“Not now, kitten. Come here, we still have the whole night before I'll give you this,” he said.

And you simply understood that he wouldn't give your panties, not any time soon at least.

Tags: @haliannej, @ivarsshieldmadien, @nothingeverdies, @mblaqgi, @ivarswickedqueen, @ivarslittlebadgirl, @tephi101, @dangerousvikings, @amour-quinn, @laketaj24, @filthystark, @feistybaby

#marco ilsø #marco ilsø x reader #marco ilso #marco ilso x reader #marco ilsø fanfiction #marco ilsø imagine #marco ilsø x you #insert reader #reader insert #vikings cast #vikings x reader #700 followers celebration #mari writes

[disneyimaginings]

Imagine Hvitserk Falling In Love With You

You awoke with Hvitserk beside you, his fingertips brushing the naked flesh of your arm. You moaned then wriggled around to face him with a yawn.

“Hvitty,” you croaked, “it’s before the dawn. Normally I have to drag you from this bed to begin the day. Are you alright?”

He used his thumb to move a stray curl of hair from your face and stared at you as if taking you in for the first time. “I could not sleep. Something came to me last night, and it excites me and it scares me all the same.”

You began to wake up, leaning your weight on one elbow on the mattress to sit up a little. “Everyone is afraid before a war,” you offered but he shook his head with a smile.

“Fighting has never frightened me, y/n. No. What has kept me awake is a feeling in my body....”

You began to rise out of bed. “I told you not to eat so much Hvitserk, but let me see I might have some herbs here I-“

But Hvitserk rolled on top of you to pin you breathless to the bed. “No, you don’t understand.” He chuckled softly, looked down at your bare chest unable to help himself then back to your eyes.

“I am in love with you,” he said each word delicately.

You let the words sink deep into you, let them lighten your bones. Let them warm your stomach and tingle at the back of your neck. You loved him too but somehow the words stopped at the tip of your tongue as he pressed on, rambling as if drunk, and you drank it all in.

“I am in love with you and I am scared of what that may mean because I’ve realised I cannot live without you.”

You smiled, “but you do have me.”

He shook his head. “I need more. I need everyone to know it.”

You laughed as if he had tickled you. “We are not exactly discreet! Neither of us is quiet when we come to bed. They know, believe me.”

Hvitserk shook his head again, “They know that your body drives me wild. That we are best friends. They don’t know how I feel my heart beats for only you. How I would rather get lost in your eyes than all the Mediterranean seas. How I would rip the sky apart if I heard you wish for rain.”

You kissed him then, overtaken, and he couldn’t help but massage your tongue with his. Eventually he pulled back. “But I realised tonight what I need to do... How I can show them... how I can prove it to you.” He paused sucking in breath, his lip trembled,

“Will you be my wife?”

#vikings imagine #history vikings #kattegat #pagan love story #vikings #vikings tv show #romance #fluff #crush #vikings hvitserk #hvitserk x reader #hvitserk #hvitserk imagine #marco ilsø #i love you #marriage #marryme #confession #marco ilso imagine #midnight #wonderstruck #wife #proposal

[emmyrosee]

Miscellaneous Rambles.

PLEASE NOTE! any titles that are starred (”*example*”) are erotica and are not intended for anyone under 18.

Miscellaneous Rambles will be updated as such, as a home for one off fics and fandoms; once I have written enough content for a person or fandom, it will get its own home in the masterlist!

last updated // Jan. 28, 2022

haikyuu!!

fanfics

Black Opium (Osamu Miya angst)

drabbles

-

arvin russell

fanfics

*Cookie Dough (smut)*

drabbles

patching him up 

billy hargrove

fanfics

- 

drabbles

*punishment spanks*

taking little!reader to the pool (ddlg tw)

feral kisses 

falling for his polar opposite

*teasing you with a toy*

daddy!billy taking his little trick or treating

peter rumancek

fanfics

Stuck (Fluff)

Ice Cream (Fluff)

drabbles

*aftermath of turning*

marco ilso

fanfics

-

drabbles

bff!marco and bff!alex and you

*basic maintenance* (mads)

the other skarsgards

fanfics

-

drabbles

threatening to shave the ‘stache (valter)

werewolf au (gustaf & alexander)

learning the rules of the world (alexander)

word jumbles (valter)

*needy reader* (valter)

a child from before (valter)

salty when you beat him at video games (valter)

getting his baby boy to sleep (dad!valter)

needing his snuggles (valter)

*giving him a lapdance* (valter)

binge watching tv (valter)

vikings

fanfics

Monsters (Fluff with dad!ubbe)

drabbles

dad!bjorn teaching his little one to flip pancakes

angsty kisses (hviterk)

ragnar returns home

jealous!ubbe (slight nsfw)

sons of anarchy

fanfics

Fear of God (preview)

drabbles

-

the outsiders

fanfics

Hair Gel (Fluff) with Sodapop Curtis

Gentleman (Fluff) with TwoBit Mathews

Back Rubs (Fluff) Dallas Winston

drabbles

- 

13 reasons why

fanfics

-

drabbles

baking cookies (charlie)

*getting him to relax* (clay)

roman x jim x reader

fanfics

-

drabbles

when jimmy covers for you

[profoundtyrantharmony]

Vikings cast fics I recommend

Alex Hogh Andersen

Oneshot

~A~

You have it worse (from @amessoffandoms on AO3)

~B~

Blossom // Train girl (from @bonnyivar)

~C~

Braids // Bubbles // Flash // Popcorn // Inked (from @car-karaoke)

~I~

I ship it (from @ijustwant2write)

Friends don’t love each other // Attention (from @imaginesmai)

My brother’s best friend (from @ivarswickedqueen)

Never have I ever // The lickity Split // Ridin'Dirty // Sugar kisses (from @Ivarsrideordie on AO3)

~J~

Just wondered // You had me at coffee // Mark my word // Mother tongue // The first // Now i’m looking (from @justacripple)

~H~

Stay the night (from @heathen-whore)

~M~

Feelings shouldn’t remain hidden (from @mypersonalrambling)

~L~

Alex’s birthday (from @lordavanti)

~P~

Dare (from @peaceisadirtyword)

Gotta love comic con (from @plentyoffandoms)

~R~

Favorite Photoshoot (from @randomaumemes)

~T~

Sloppy kisses (from @the-a-word-2214)

~W~

Mistletoe (from @writingsnmusings)

~Y~

Bathroom lovin’ (from @yourdailyfix)

Serie

~C~

Friday 2-3-4 (from @car-karaoke) [COMPLETE]

~F~

Believer 2-3-4-5 (from @fireandbloodtargaryenn ) [COMPLETE]

~I~

The marked one 2 -3 -4 -5 -6 -7 -8 -9 -10 -11 -12 (from @ivar-andersen) [COMPLETE]

~N~

The drink (from @neme-jpeg) [COMPLETE]

~S~

Temporary roommate (from @somethinginthewayiam) [COMPLETE]

~T~

Welcome to Denmark 2-3 (from @teeninpanic) [COMPLETE]

Marco Ilso

Oneshot

~N~

Other half (from @neme-jpeg )

Alex x Marco x Reader

Oneshot

Lets play (from @thevikingsheaux)

Serie

~A~

Hidden desire (from @alexhandersen-marcoilsoe-fandom ) [COMPLETE]

~I~

Fever (18/?) (from @ivarswickedqueen) [NOT COMPLETE]

Last updated : 12/04/21

#alex hogh #marco ilsø #poly!fics #smut #fluff #reader insert #AHA #fic recs

[dangerousvikings]

Christmas writing challenge

🎄 ❄️🌟 It’s the most wonderful time of the year 🌟❄️ 🎄

Hello lovies ! It’s that time of the year again and we thought about putting some holiday prompts together and host a CHRISTMAS WRITING CHALLENGE !!!

It’s very simple: everyone can join. You don’t have to be a reputed writer to do it, this is for fun.

Anything goes (Fluff, Angst, Smut…) It has to be new content written by you. Let’s make it 200-2000 words, not too short or too long. Send us an ask with the prompt number and the character and we put you on the list. Please put warnings for content such as NSFW, excessive violence, or other triggering materials.

You can choose any character from Vikings ( cast included ).

Others TV shows and movies that could be included: The Last kingdom, marvel & dc universe , Star Wars, Harry Potter, Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, Punisher, Teen Wolf, The Flash, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Supernatural, Stranger Things (DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT WRITING SMUT FOR KIDS AND TEENAGERS).

You can pick more than one prompt per story and add them in one story or write separate stories.

You don’t have to be following me or @ivaraddict, everyone can participate.

Anonymous asks are not valid, must be a registered blog.  

Tag me and @ivaraddict and use the hashtag #miasandlaurasxmas. If we don’t respond. don’t hesitate to contact us.

Deadline 31.12.2018

“Who ate all the advent calendar chocolates?!” @jinchanyeolstolemysoul w/ Sam Winchester ; @omnomsauruswrites w/ Bucky 

“I don’t care about tradition, you try and get me to kiss you under the mistletoe and I will punch you” @kawennote09 w/ Uhtred

“My house, my rules. The Christmas music stays on”

“Why does the house smell like Santa threw up?”

“You invited how many people over for Christmas dinner??”

“Baby, help me write the Christmas cards?”

“Can’t I just give you $20 and you can buy something for yourself?”

“Ho-ho-holy shit it’s almost Christmas.”

“Your hands are freezing!” @ceridwenofwales w/ Ubbe ; @jinchanyeolstolemysoul w/ Sam Whinchester 

“So… what are your plans for New Year’s?”

Winter proposal @sconniebelle w/ Halfdan

Stuck in a snowstorm @honestsycrets w/ Hvitserk ; @jinchanyeolstolemysoul w/Bucky

“FINE. You can put the topper on the tree.”

“You’re covered in flour.”

“Open your present!”

“We’re kind of tangled in lights.”

Cuddling by the fire @buckysgalaxys w/  Nancy Wheeler

Baking cookies @buckysgalaxys w/ Bucky

“Wake up, it’s Christmas.”

“Let’s go ice skating!”

“Usually it’s just a kiss under the mistletoe…” @jinchanyeolstolemysoul  w/ Bucky

“Suck on my candy cane.” @its--fandom--darling w/ AHA

“Come sit on Santa’s lap.”

“I wish you could be here.”

“You’re drunk. I’m driving you home.” @jinchanyeolstolemysoul w/ Steve

“If you try stealing the whipped cream of my hot chocolate again , I swear I will stab you with a candy cane“ @kawennote09 w/ Hvitserk 

“Come on! Can I open just one?”

“It’s cold and I’m turning into a snowman. Are you done yet?”

“I gift-wrapped myself for you.” @its--fandom--darling w/ AHA

Drinking hot chocolate (bonus: whipped cream moustache)

“Well done, you just ruined Christmas.”

Make a wish.

“You know, you remind me a lot of the Grinch. The only difference is in the end, his heart grows three sizes, but you stay an asshole.” @jinchanyeolstolemysoul w/ Dean W.

Watching Christmas movies together

“I can be naughty or nice, I still end up getting what I want!”

*Christmas Song Plays* “Dear God, kill me.” @jinchanyeolstolemysoul w/ Dean W.

“This is my favorite Christmas movie and you’re going to sit down and watch it with me. I don’t care if the world is burning, you are going to watch this!” @ceridwenofwales w/ Ivar

“I want to put the star on the tree, but I’m short and I’m too lazy to get a ladder and-Oh, you’re lifting me up.” @ivarswickedqueen w/ Marco Ilso

“That is the ugliest sweater I’ve ever seen.” @siren-kitten-his w/ Chris Evans

“Who knew candy canes could be so erotic?” @its--fandom--darling w/ AHA 

“C’mon babe. I don’t wanna start the New Year like this.”

“May all your marshmallows burn”

Making up after an argument about the holiday/plans.

“Step away from the cookies.”

“How many Christmas sweaters do you own?” @honestsycrets w/ Hvitserk  ; @siren-kitten-his w/ Chris Evans

“Can I take a picture of you, so I can show Santa exactly what I want for Christmas?”

“I didn’t think I was a snowman, but you just made my heart melt.”

Playing in the snow and one of you gets snow down your shirt.

Ice skating with character name. @siren-kitten-his w/ Sebastian

You took the last bag of cotton candy and character name  said : “Either you going to share it with me or I’m going to fight you for it“.

                           BONUS : 12 Days of Christmas

☃️🎁🛍🎅🏼🎄 ☃️🎁🛍🎅🏼🎄 ☃️🎁🛍🎅🏼🎄 ☃️🎁🛍🎅🏼🎄 ☃️🎁🛍🎅🏼🎄 ☃️🎁🛍

This is a bonus challenge !!!

The rules are easy: Pick any character you like (You can choose any character from Vikings - cast included) and write short fics / or drabbles on the following dates with the prompts below. 

Again: everyone can participate !!!  // You do not have to participate in the writing challenge above to take part in this. Just tag us in your writings and use #miasandlaurasxmas

2nd December - Ice skating date ❄️

4th December - Christmas market 🍷

6th December - Cuddling by the fire 🔥

8th December - Buying Christmas gifts 🎁

10th December - Watching holiday specials on tv 📺

12th December - Too much eggnog🍾

14th December - Snowed in ☃️

16th December - Ugly Christmas sweaters 🌈

18th December - Baking cookies 🍪

20th December - Hosting a Holiday Party✨

22nd December - Christmas tree decorating 🌟

24th December - Kissing under the mistletoe 🎄

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ijustwant2write: Vikings Masterlist (Updated 21/02/21)

Cast Imagines:

I Ship It-Alex Hogh Andersen x Reader

Sickly Love-Alex Hogh Andersen x Reader

Drama On Set-Marco Ilso x Reader

Rumours-Alexander Ludwig

Ivar Ragnarsson:

It Wasn’t You / Part 2

A Short Temper

Too Close

Lost In Love

A Typical Love Story

Obsessed

The Benefits of Friendship

A Modern Day Family-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ivar Ragnarsson

A Perfect Match

All Because of a Tantrum (Sigurd x Reader x Ivar)

Hvitserk Ragnarsson:

You Must Decide-Ubbe Ragnarsson x Hvitserk Ragnarsson x Sigurd Ragnarsson x Reader

Just Confess

I Don’t Need Your Help / Part 2

I Am One Of You / Part 2 / Part 3

Certain Affairs

Rest Beside Me

An Unforeseen Future Series (6/?)

Part 1

Part 2 

Part 3 

Part 4 

Part 5 

Part 6

Ubbe Ragnarsson:

Gentle Viking

You Must Decide-Ubbe Ragnarsson x Hvitserk Ragnarsson x Sigurd Ragnarsson x Reader

You’re Both Mine-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ubbe Ragnarsson

A Real Farmer

You Look At Me Differently Series (5/5)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Sigurd Ragnarsson:

You Must Decide-Ubbe Ragnarsson x Hvitserk Ragnarsson x Sigurd Ragnarsson x Reader

All Because of a Tantrum (Sigurd x Reader x Ivar)

Bjorn Ironside:

Useless Excuses

You’re Both Mine-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ubbe Ragnarsson

Trapped-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Halfdan The Black

A Modern Day Family-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ivar Ragnarsson

A Missing Piece

Ragnar Lothbrok:

Friends Till The End

The Funny Foreigners

A Strange Bond

Halfdan The Black:

Trapped-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Halfdan The Black

Vague Memories

Just Be Gentle

Dark Things

I Am Not Small

I’ll Be There To Save You

Underestimated

A Learning Curve

The Quiet One Series:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Harald Finehair:

The Carpenter

Margrethe:

Sticking Together

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Oh Gods, what am I doing.

I am opening my askbox for the writing list I am currently keeping for Henry/Gustaf/Vikings. You can go to my askbox and request 1 Character for 1 prompt. Multiple characters or multiple prompts per ask will be ignored.

I am already writing these for All Henry Characters, so please do not request for him!

Fandoms:

Andy Black, Pablo Schreiber, Domhnall Gleeson, Stan Ianevski, Will Tudor, Jordan Patrick Smith, Marco Ilso, Alex Hogh Anderson, Alexander Ludwig, Zayn Malik , Jonathan Tucker, Tom Hardy

Ray Merrimen, Will Ohmsford, Ardeth Bay, Jay Kulina, Din Djarin, Max Rockatansky, Finnick Odair, Anders Johnson, John Mitchell, Adam Sackler, Dante Son of Sparda, Johnny Faust, Zeitgeist, Cable, Dracula, Eames

* BAP / BTS / GOT7 / Monsta X / Seventeen

* Harry Potter / Tolkien / Eragon / Twilight / Narnia / Die Wilden Kerle

* Avengers / X-Men / Justice League / Star Wars / Hellboy / Fantastic Beasts / I Frankenstein

* Game of Thrones / Merlin / Black Sails / Cursed / Doctor Who / Torchwood / Stranger Things / Shadow Hunters / Teen Wolf / Once Upon A Time / LOST / Peaky Blinders (with the exception of Tommy, he is already on the planner for everything)

* Jiraiya, Juugo, Shikamaru Nara, Kiba Inuzuka, Hyuuga Neji, Gaara, Deidara, L, Near, Alucard, Stanford Pines, Reboot Dante, Zell Dincht, Irvine Kineas, Cid Rains, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Gladio, Prompto

* Bleach/Black Butler/Vampire Knight/Hetalia/Ouran Host/Biker Mice From Mars/Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles/Final Fantasy VII/Kingdom Hearts

Prompts:

First Kiss

First Time He Says I Love You

Blowjob

Morning Sex

Taunting Him

Exhibitionism/Voyeurism

Outercourse

Netflix and Chill

Firsts

Bondage

The Honeymoon

Running Risks

Make Up Sex

Shower Sex

Cottage Core

On Top

At the bottom

Peak Romance

Quicky

Afterglow

Accidents Happen

Comfort

Domestics

Sneaking Around

In The Woods

Marking You Up

Just Making Out

Sucking on his Fingers

Cunnilingus

Sloppy!

In the Dark of Night

A Date

Sex During Pregnancy

Edging You

Edging Him

Handjob for Him

Handjob for You

Missing Each Other

Eloping

Cockwarming

Proposal

Reunion Sex

First Time

Humble Beginnings

Jealousy

Drunk

Thigh Riding

Dirty Talk

Pregnancy

First Date

He confesses

He realises he is in love with you

Poolsex

Love Language

Giving Birth

Dads

General Headcanons

Praising Him

Praising You

Punishing Him

Punishing You

Lactation

Too horny to get out of bed

Slorny

Orgasm desperation

Sex noises

Tender Sex

Rough Sex

Breast Worship

Cream Pie

Spanking

Touch Starved

Sex Dream

Soulmates First Meeting

‘I am going to fucking breed you’

‘Do it, breed me’

When he cums too quick

Period Care Package

Family bonding

Overstimulating Him

Overstimulating You

Fucked Out

On Your Period

Therapeutic Spanking

Chocking

The Mirror

First Morning After

Missionary

Doggy

Spooning

Cowgirl

Standing Up

In His Lap

Wedding Day

Conception

#Making my Blog multifandom #BTS #Pablo Schreiber #Marvel #Harry Potter

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Imagine 7 || hvitserk

*Предупреждения: сцена 18+/🔞

Хвитсерк держит руку на спинке твоего стула, пока ты сидишь рядом с ним, попивая хмельной напиток и изредка прикасаясь к еде.

Зал наполнен мужчинами и женщинами. Хвитсерк ни раз уже думал, что не стоило следовать за Иваром и оставаться с ним. Но ты была рядом и это казалось единственное, что его радовало.

Ты была для него отдушиной, человеком с которым ему не приходилось чувствовать себя идиотом или псом.

— Т/И, — он зовёт тебя, заставляя тебя перевести всё твоё внимание на него.

Девушка рядом с тобой, с которой ты мило общалась, не сильно обижена на тебя, ведь сам принц и сын Рагнара потребовал твоего внимания.

— Да, Хви, — произносишь ты, поймав его взгляд и невольно расплывшись в улыбке.

Его глаза наполнены теплом и вожделением. Ты была верна Ивару сердцем, но Хвитсерк стал тем, кто проявил к тебе должное внимание и заботу, а ты всегда была той, кто относился к нему не как к пёсику на поводке.

Даже Маргрет не дала ему того, что дала ты.

— Мы можем уйти? — интересуется он.

— Конечно. — Ты солнечно улыбаешься ему.

Хвитсерк быстро целует тебя. Оставив свою чашку с медовухой, ты поднимаешься вместе с ним.

Вы переплетаете ваши пальцы, когда берётесь за руки и направляетесь на выход. Он старается держать тебя ближе к себе, пока ты следуешь за ним. Никто из вас ещё не говорил и не думал об отношениях, но вы уже казалось были в них. Ты стала более нежной и ласковой с ним, ты старалась поддержать его, если ему это требовалось. А Хвитсерк всегда старался защитить тебя, быть рядом с тобой, сделал всё, чтобы на твоём лице появилась счастливая улыбка. Он не мог поверить, что такая девушка, как ты, обратила на него внимание. Не рабыня в настоящем и не рабыня в прошлом.

Ему не нужно было приказывать тебе спать с ним, ты сама этого желала без какого-то коварного умысла.

Как только вы доходите до его дома, ты сразу же накрываешь его губы своими, утягивая его в жадный и страстный поцелуй. Твои руки сразу же снимает с него одежду, оставляя твоего Хвитсерка с обнажённой грудью и торсом. Вы подходите к кровати, и он толкает тебя на неё.

Твоё хихиканье разносится по всей комнате, и Хвитсерк невольно улыбается.

— Ты сегодня весёлая, — произносит он, пока его губы ласкают твои щёки, шею и декольте.

Его руки задирают твоё платье, и ты не можешь удержать глубокий вздох из-за того, как его рука сжимает твоё бедро.

— Такая игривая, — он слегка шепчет, пока целует тебя и одновременно гладит по ноге.

Ты хихикаешь, пока его ладонь уже проскальзывают между твоих ног. Он чувствует твою влагу и узость на своих пальцах.

И ты пробираешься к его брюкам. Ты быстро их приспускаешь, выпускаешь его плоть наружу, ласкаешь, и слышишь его хриплый стон, когда Хвитсерк утыкается в твою шею и готов уже сейчас кончить.

— Мне нравится, какой ты нуждающийся, такой славный, — мурлычешь ты, оставляя пару поцелуев на его щеке.

Он хмыкает. Твоя рука доставляет ему удовольствие, но твои слова, заставляют его думать о том, что он для тебя такой же пёс, как для Ивара.

— Ты считаешь меня псом? — интересуется Хвитсерк, подняв голову и посмотрев в твои глаза с такой надеждой и грустью.

Ты невольно хмуришься, пока твоя рука замедляется, а вторая касается его кожи на щеке.

— Ты не пёс, Хвитти. Ты такой же великий сын Рагнара, как Ивар, Уббе, Бьёрн. Ты также был в Средиземноморье, как и Бьёрн. Ты ещё достигнешь своего величия, особенно, когда поймёшь, чего хочешь на самом деле. — Ты обнадёживающе улыбаешься ему, видя, как он верит и внимает каждому твоему слову. — Но ты и впрямь единственный мужчина, которого мне хочется ублажить, — добавляешь ты. — То, как ты нуждаешься, возбуждает. Я знаю о том, что ты хочешь меня и это заводит.

Ты лениво оставляешь поцелуй в уголке его губ.

— Я хочу, чтобы ты была только моей, — срывается с его губ. — Чтобы мы принадлежали только друг другу. Ты и я.

Ты киваешь, даже не думаешь отказываться от подобного. Он хороший человек, и ты влюблена в него до безумия. Ты даже не думаешь, что можешь отказать ему.

— Хорошо. Мы принадлежим только друг другу.

Хвитсерк целует тебя, одновременно с этим погружаясь в тебя. Он идеально растягивает тебя, заставляет тебя стонать от удовольствия и прижиматься к нему.

Кровать под вами слегка сдвигается, когда Хвитсерк наращивает темп. Он утыкается в изгиб твоей шеи, и ты слышишь его тяжёлое дыхание.

Меха под вами уже не лежат так аккуратно, как раньше, они все скомканы.

— Я сейчас, — его голос тихий, но тебе слышно его. Хвитсерк соприкасается своим лбом с твоим и смотрит прямо в твои глаза. — Я хочу наполнить тебя. Пожалуйста, можно?

Ты киваешь, чувствуя, как он сразу же кончает. Твоя грудь опускается и поднимается от тяжёлого дыхания, пока ты успокаиваешь. Ты чувствуешь, как нетерпеливо, кажется, из последних сил пальцы Хвитсерка расшнуровывают твои завязки платья на спине. Он снимает с твоих плечи платье, оголяя твою грудь и попутно оставляет как можно больше поцелуев на твоей коже.

— Ты самая красивая женщина в Мидгарде, — шепчет он, накрывая твою грудь своей рукой и сжимая её. — Я должен был раньше предложить тебе всё это.

— Лучше поздно, чем никогда, — усмехнувшись, произносишь ты.

#hvitserk ragnarsson #hvitserk lothbrok #hvitserk x you #hvitserk #hvitserk x reader #hvitserk imagine #vikings #vikings imagine #marco ilsø #marco ilsoe #hvitserk smut