Bloody Kisses- Chapter 9
Pairing: Ivar x Reader, Kip x Reader
Word Count: 4406
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Vera’s husband, another of Ivar’s select pool of donors, kindly left them alone, knowing how Ivar felt about being observed, pausing only to leer fondly at his wife, kiss her, and to pat his old, unaging friend’s hand. Vera sank back onto the couch, consciously posing, a Boticelli Madonna for all the post-modern tints. One hand trailed, inviting, a single finger slowly tracing arcane patterns in the air. “Ivar?” His blue eyes dark with hunger, Ivar looked up.
“Ah, my friend, forgive me. My mind is elsewhere.”
“Yes,” she smiled gently, “I know. No matter. Come, take what you need. We’ll both be the better for it, and then perhaps you’ll be able to do something about your love.” She pulled her hair back from her neck. “Feeling traditional?”