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Author's Notes | I hope you like the result as much as I liked to produce this piece!
Universe | Vikings
Pairing | Hvitserk x Reader
Info | Viking age, requested by @artxfuck, inspired by "The Bather" by Jason Rainville
Words |2776
⁑Warnings: Explicit material, SMUT.
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It was not as if the two of you weren't a long and dragging thing extending itself for a trail of misfortunes and obstacles that were making you believe you and Hvitserk were something not made to be. The fact was that you and the prince of Kattegat had exchanged glares and even some malicious words here or there, but at the end of the night, whether you would get tired of the small games or he would end up drunk in someone else's arms (or bed), leaving you alone to your fingers and dreams one more time.
Maybe that was the reason why, this time, instead of joining the celebrations after such a victory under his leadership to drink and feast with the other shieldmaidens and warriors, you'd decided to give yourself the proper rest and reward your tired body with a good bath instead.
You were wounded, tired of getting his smiles when the thinner girls would have his pleasure. It was a good day to give yourself the proper respect and care after such good combat.
