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Author's Notes | I hope you like it, babe! It was made with my most sincere sweetness! Love you!
Universe | Vikings
Pairing | Hvitserk x Ivar's Best Friend! Reader
Info | Viking Age AU, requested by for 5CW1
Words |3700
⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, romance, some fluffy. +18
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You never thought things would end up with you on that table, Hvitserk drinking by your side, a horn full of mead in your hand, and the world crumbling around the two of you. Your beloved Ivar speaking foolishness on the other side of that wooden surface as if that table was the boundary between the Æsir and the mere mortals' side of the world - your side, by the way.
"Can't you see that Freydis now looks more like Freya, the goddess of fertility?" he said.
Mouth full of pride as much as when he called "divine" the child inside that swollen balloon his woman became.
"No?" Ivar asked.
And Hvitserk slid his eyes from him to the balloon sitting between the slaves, dressed in a strange white dress you would never dress no matter how pregnant you were!
