the evening was beautiful. the stars and moon shining brightly over the ocean, and your skin. your princes came home from a long raid today.
they had been gone for months on end, it worried you, not being able to hear from them, if they were okay.
but they made it home safely.
you smiled upon hearing everyone laugh and cheer for the sons of ragnar. bjorn, ubbe, hvitserk, sigurd, and ivar.
you gazed at him from across the room, the candles flickering brightly in his eyes, perfectly showing the mad and darkness withen them.
when he felt your gaze he immediately caught your eyes. his lips quirked up into a deep smirk as he stared at your body which was barely covered by anything at all.
you gasped lowly as he started sucking on his bottom lip.
he graped his mug of wine tightly in his hands, his eyes practically undressing you.
and you let him.
you and ivar were……well, you didn’t exactly know what.
you had grown up hating each other, you still did, but, before he left all those months back, something had changed.
a deep lust was present before he got on that boat. everytime he stared at you, everytime you accidently brushed up against each other.
something, had changed.
you hadn’t spoken to him yet, you hadn’t wanted to. you spoke to his brothers, yes. but facing him would be harder then any battle you’d been in.
one night, a week prior to his leaving, he found you a moment after you had pleasured yourself. still wet and writhing. he crawled up your furs and
laid his head against your shaking thigh, and slowly dipped his long, thick fingers inside your heat. you allowed his fingers to slip inside with a sharp moan.
that night was still heavily burnt into your mind. he had made you cum, not once, not twice, but three times. with just his fingers.
he had wanted to learn to pleasure a woman, and you were more then welcome to aid him in his learning. then you both went silent for a week,
you both never even said goodbye when he left, just long and lustfilled stares were shared that day. you sighed. and grabbed another mug full of ale.
trying hard not to look at him. but you could feel his eyes burning into the back of your skull. you were sad that you didn’t say goodbye to him when he left.
but the past is in the past, you thought whilst taking another sip of ale. suddenly you felt an arm go across your shoulder. you looked up and seen ubbe lothbrok smiling
down drunkly at you.
“hello, ubbe” you giggled as he almost stumbled on to you. he laughed and started to pet at your hair. “hello, pretty, pretty girl”.
you knew ubbe wouldn’t try anything with you, you and him were closer then any brother or sister. he loved you and you him.
“what is such a pretty girl doing by herself?” he slurred lightly taking a large gulp of his drink. you couldn’t help but let your eyes flicker to ivar.
who was watching the both of you with a hard glare. ubbe took notice to this and snorted loudly, some of his drink dripping down his chin.
“aaahh. i see” he teased squeezing you closer to him. you looked at him confused “see what?” you questioned. he leaned in to your ear and whispered
“i thought ivars love was one sided, but i guess i was wrong”. he walked away from you, almost skipping. you grabbed his hand and brought him closer to you before he could leave.
“what do you mean?”. he laughed loudly almost spilling his drink “i feel you becoming wet as we speak about him, love” his words made you blush mad.
“you know, he touched himself quite frequntly on that boat, (y/n). he never did that until he was away with you that one night” ubbe said tapping his chin acting as if he was in deep thought.
you groaned lowly and squeezed your eyes shut. you know nothing could get past the second oldest. ubbe forced you to look at him.
“i’d make a move, love. now. before you regret something. and i’d better make a move also or ivar will strike me dead with his eyes” ubbe said, spitting out the last words
then ran over to margarethe, sweeping her into his arms with a loud yell.
ubbes words sunk in, but how?, how could you approach ivar now?. currently he was surrounded by the biggest men in kattegat, all of them asking about the raid and win.
with a deep sadness in your heart, you left the hall.
the beaches sand was soft between your toes as you walked along the water. the bottom of your dress was completely soaked, but you could care less.
you looked like something from a different planet. the way the moon reflected off your head made an almost golden halo around you, your white dress blew about your body,
and hugged your figure perfectly.
you stopped and stared out at the water, which looked to inviting for its own good. you gently made your way into the icy water.
you took in a deep inhail of breath as the water reached your waist. you could feel the fish under the water swarm your feet and legs, you closed your eyes and
pointed your face towards the sky. the wind around you made lovely goosebumps swarm your skin. faintly you could hear the sound of a beautiful norse song being played.
you couldn’t help but start to sway your hips to the sound. you raised your arms high and twirled your whole body in the water. your hair flew around in the wind
and flowed down your shoulders and back.
you bit your lip and started dipping your backside in the water, the action making you gasp and do it again. what you didn’t know was there was a pair of excited eyes
watching you as you danced.
when you were tiered you decided to walk back to shore, the cold air on your now damp skin making your nipples erect and skin tightning.
you stopped mid stride when you heard the sound of brush being tampered with. you stood perfectly still for a moment ignoring the way your body was starting to shake from the cold.
you then shook it off and was about to walk forward until an axe flew past your head and into the wood of the boat behind you.
you were alone and no weapon in your grasp, the axe was to tightly lodged into the wood for you to grab. you ran. of course running into the woods was the worst idea
but you had to get away. sharp branches near by scratched your pure and untouched skin as you ran by, you nearly tripped over a log but managed to get over it and run
even faster then before.
you clutched the bottom of your dress tightly as the woods became more dense and thick. thankfully the moon was still present through the trees, allowing
some light to guide you. suddenly you could see a small clearing with a creek coming up close. you smiled and giggled doing a small spin mid run.
it felt good.
just as you were about to make it, something caught your foot. causing you to trip. your head and body hit the hard earth beneathe you causing the breath to be knocked from you.
you turned over on to your back, you seen a tree root wrapped around your foot.
it was silent in the cold night air, just the sounds of your harsh pants were echoing off the trees. suddenly you could hear slithering on the ground,
crunching the twigs and leaves.
but what could you do?, it was dark, and you were stuck. you laid there quietly closing your eyes tightly and bit your lip.
crunch, crack, crunch, crack. it was getting closer.
then it was all quiet again-
“what do we have here?
PART2 ???? IF SO LET ME KNOW and if not feel free to request anything you want, lots of love and thanks from me<3