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Author's Notes | Man... It was urgent for me to increase my vocabulary of cursing and dirty talk hahaha.
Universe | Vikings
Pairing | Hvitserk x Reader
Info | Viking Age AU, requested by anon for 5CW1
Words |1717
⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT included, graphic smut, hate sex kink, Dub! Con, hate fuck, dirty talk, cursing. +18
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"What in the actual fuck is wrong with you, Y/N? Uh?"
Hvitserk Ragnarsson.
The most despicable of the five sons of Ragnar.
A cunt, a fucking human dredger for food and mead, and of course, a womanizer.
The bastard couldn't see a new skirt walking around and he would find a way to get into it and have the girl moaning against some random wall under his cursed fingers.
Those damn skilled fingers...
"I made you a fucking question, woman! Do not ignore me!" he growled, holding you by your shoulders, hitting you against the wall of the hall to the kitchen through which you were literally escaping after fucking his new conquer of the night warranting the girl to know what kind of a cunt she was going into.
