The Vikings || Vikings x Fem!Reader

3. Nicest brother

Recap from chapter 2, Clean to messy:

Y/N were cleaning Ivar's house, and he then entered his clean house and locked the door behind him. Eventually, Y/N and Ivar started to have a little 'fun' with each other. He ended up finishing all over her stomach in the end. She got cleaned up and never spoke about it ever again.
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A week after being a slave in the Kattegat village:

Huge fucking sigh again, I am so tired. My week has been rough. At first, I kissed Hvitserk, and Ivar catched us, and they argued about me..

Then a few days ago, I fucked Ivar. I don't know what went through my mind exactly, but I guess I had to take my chance.

Of course, it all started with Ubbe, who kidnapped me. He doesn't care about me, which I am kind of happy about, but then we have Björn.. He doesn't care either and makes me go through a hell of a cleaning juroney every single day.

The only one who ever really cared about me here is Siguard. He never tried to kiss me or anything, but he always gave me a friendly hug and actually respected me.

In my opinion, he is the nicest brother out of Ragnar's sons. Every time I needed to clean Siguards house, it was decently clean, and he always made sure I was able to rest instead of cleaning much.

"Hey, Y/N! How are you feeling today?" I heard a familiar voice while cooking dinner. I turned around to see my favorite Viking, Siguard.

"Hey, Siguard! I'm good, my back hurts and I'm tired but overall, good! What about you?" I smile softly at him, then turn back to continue cooking dinner.

"Ah, just finished training.. But you should rest, really. I'll take over dinner and you go take a nap." With that, he lifted me up over his shoulder and sat me down on his bed softly.

I rolled my eyes at his sweetness. If anyone's a hero out there, it's Siguard. His soul is the sweetest and nicest one, but also the strongest one I've ever heard about.

"Oh, come on, you know you don't need to do all that just for me." I let out a loud groan as he hushed me.

"Shhh, don't worry about it. Do you mind if I kiss your forehead?"

Siguard always asked about stuff he knew could make me feel a bit uncomfortable, I shook my head, and he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"Now, you better nap, or I will make sure you don't wake up ever again." He said jokingly, I knew his jokes since I always hung out with him.

"Fine, fine.." I rolled my eyes playfully at him as I laid down comfortably on his bed, then slowly drifted away to sleep.

After about half an hour, I slightly woke up seeing how both Ivar and Hvitserk stormed into his house.

"What the hell are you doing?! She's the one supposed to cook your goddamn dinner, Siguard!" Hvitserk said angrily.

"Shh, let her rest for one day. She's a slave for crying out loud. Someone needs to treat her better than to just try and fuck her and make her life harder than it already is." I heard Siguard defending me.

It honestly made me slightly blush. He was so sweet defending a slave worth nothing, but in his eyes, I was so much more than a slave.

"You're throwing your life away by defending her, she's probably a slut anyway." Ivar said, looking my way as I slowly sat up tiredly.

He gave me a smirk, but I just shook my head. "That's why she moaned loudly the other day." Hvitserk added, after he said that he laughed evilly.

I now looked down onto the floor, feeling embarrassed. Siguard looked over at me with a confused but also concerned expression on his face, I felt so guilty over it.

"Y/N? What are they talking about?" Siguard asked, but with a soft tone.

I sat there quietly, not knowing what to say. Hvitserk started to speak. You could hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke.

"Oh, you didn't know? Y/N fucked Ivar the other day." He sounded proud to say that about his brother, yet jealous.

I glare up at the two brothers standing next to each other by the door, them both smirking at me. I then look over at Siguard, who still remains calm, but you could see the frustration in his eyes.

"How the fuck would you get Y/N to fuck you, Ivar? She's not a fucking sex slave!" I small smile appears on my lips as Siguard is still defending me.

I could now hear Ivar scoff. His smirk remained on his lips as he then decided to speak about me again.

"She was tight and nice, don't you wanna try, Siguard?" He then looked over at me. What the fuck did he just say?

I felt myself getting a bit angry, but I knew I couldn't hit him. Especially since he is one of the strongest Vikings here, he could easily decide to execute me for simple assault.

"No, she's not a toy. She's a real human being with real feelings, too. If you guys could ever see that, you guys would regret ever calling her all those things." Hvitserk shook his head, disappointed in his brother for defending a slave.

"If dad were here to hear the way you are speaking right now, you would be in so much trouble." Hvitserk knew it would upset his brother if you spoke about their dad.

"Well, he isn't here, is he?!" Siguard finally snapped, making me, Ivar, and Hvitserk's eyes to grow wide open.

I stood up, fixing my clothes before speaking.

"Siguard, it's okay. They're right, I'm just a slave. You're waisting your time on me." I sighed deeply, knowing that the two brothers over at the door were right.

"I don't care. Let me waste my life then. You deserve better, Y/N." He said, Siguard managed to get a small and weak smile out of me before I went back to cleaning.