Visitor From The Viking Age

Part 4

After fast sex we laid down to floor. Few hours ago I wasn't even sure that Ivar was real and now we were naked on the floor, blushing and heavily breathing after fucking. And this most certainly felt real enough!
I felt that Ivar turned closer to me, and then I felt his rough hand on my thigh. I opened my eyes and found Ivars clear blue eyes staring back. His hand moved between my legs and I opened them a bit. Ivar but his hand on my pussy and I had little aftershocks when pushed two fingers inside me. That made gasp again. Ivar did push his fingers back and forth few times and the he did take his fingers out and did put them in mouth.
"Now you can taste us both" he whispered while he pushed fingers deeper in my mouth.
When he took his fingers off, I reached his face and kissed him. Slowly and eagerly. I wanted him to taste us both too. Our tongues find a rhythm and my motor started humming again.
But of course that fucking phone did ring again. Frustrated I did get up and find phone. It was one of my friends. She told me some drama, but I couldn't concentrate listening. I was watching Ivar that was laying in floor looking like god. I was thinking the way that I would like to kiss him everywhere, when friend said in a phone "are you listening? Maybe I should come to you so we could talk properly."
Oh my god, no! I tried to make some lame excuses why I can't meet her now. She sounded like she didn't believe, but what else I could do?! Sorry, it's not good time right now because I have over thousand years old Viking naked in my home and we did just fuck? I couldn't say that. I would sound insane. It was actually insane.
When I did get off phone I said to Ivar that we should get clothes on. Then I realized he had only those dirty clothes, damn it! My brother had old clothes in closet in my house, because he did do some work sometimes when he visited, and needed another clothes for that. I did get those and hoped that they would fit to Ivar.

While I tried to explain how phone works, Ivar did get dressed and combed his hair. Light blue jeans that was little too big for my brother fitted perfectly on Ivar. Black t-shirt was clingy and like made for Ivar. He looked delicious. We did get his legs supported with iron again. I wondered if modern doctors could help him, but I didn't say anything. Definitely better crutch we needed to get him.
We went to kitchen and ate a bit. Ivar had fun with exploring fridge and different foods, but bread and sausage he liked.
"Do you have ale?" he asked.
"Actually I do. I did get can of beer from fridge and gave it to Ivar. He looked me full of questions.
"Oh, okay, of course. It's metal can, and it's opened like this. Now you can drink it."
When Ivar tasted beer, Dr. Strange showed up.
"Hi, I'm just checking. How is it going? Ivar looks different"
"Ummm, well, everything is fine I guess. While you are here, can you help Ivars legs? You are also really a doctor, aren't you?"
"Yes I am. I can't cure him, but I can create more comfortable way to support his legs." Strange said thinking and getting closer to Ivar, who looked confused. Strange did something... strange, and suddenly Ivar had smaller and brighter metal struts in his legs. "Try to walk with out crutch."
"What?!" Ivar said, but get standing anyway. Hi did take support from desk with his hands, but when he realized that he can actually walk, he left the table and came over me. He looked so happy.
"Wow, that's great!" I said. Ivars walk was still little stiff, but he could do it. "Are those more comfortable?" I pointed on his legs.
"It's like they aren't even there" he said eyes shining. Those eyes, so blue. I could stare those endlessly.
Dr. Strange did clear his throat awkwardly. "Okay, that looks good, I'll see you again." And then he was gone. Oh my gosh, did Ivar and I forgot to stare each other's while he was here?! Embarrassing.
"What a day! I've many kind of surprises today. I would like to lay down." Ivar sighed happy.
"Indeed, this has been interesting day. Maybe we should go to bed." For a moment I did think where Ivar would sleep, but then I figured that we could sleep in same bed. I don't need to bee bashful anymore, we had fuck already. "Come ".
"Your bed is huge! And looks comfy" Ivar thumped on the bed. "Why are still there?" he asked in seductive way and nailed he's eyes on mine.