Vikings Imagines[requests open] for any character in the show including Ragnar, Björn, Ivar, Lagertha, etc.
Season 1-4..
WARNING: some smut included in the imagines, so lemme just say this now, if you don't like it, don't read it.
*taking requests!*...
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requested by ; _voidmads
Ivar the Boneless sat in the warm, steaming water tub that was filled up almost fully. They had successfully taken over King Ecbert's promised settlement, and were just settling in.
Suddenly, Ivar was startled by the creaking of the door opening. He was surprised to see Y/n.
"Hvitserk said you requested fresh clothes." She spoke softly.
"Yes." Ivar replied. He tilted his head back in comfort, feeling the water exfoliate all around his body. But out of the corner of his eye, he could spot Y/n setting the clothes down, and making her way over to him with a smirk.
"You look comfortable." She said, kneeling down to his level.
Ivar smiled, "I am."
"You know, a slave came to me today, I was planning to sacrifice her to the gods, so we could be successful when the Saxon forces ambushed us. But, strangely, she made me change my mind, and I ended up freeing her."
"What did she say?" Y/n asked.
"Everything." Ivar responded. "But don't worry, she could have said I was the rightful king of all of Norway and wouldn't have changed my love for you."
"Oh really?" Y/n teased, and Ivar jokingly nodded.
Y/n reached to the back of her dress, and pulled one string after another, until she could pull it off with one tug. Ivar's eyes followed his now naked lover as she slowly dipped into the water and on top of him.
It wasn't before long that she cuffed his cheeks with her palms and kissed him, over and over. There tongues clasped together as she moved it in a circular motion around his mouth. His wet hands made there way from her back to her waist, then soon lower, giving her cheeks a squeeze.
"Y/n ..I-" Ivar began, but Y/n immediately cut him off.
"Shh, my King."
It was then that Y/n moved her hands down to around his neck, and kissed the cripple even harder. Ivar began to slowly sink down into the water, followed by Y/n on top of him. And the never stopped kissing, even when they were both under water, and Ivar gripping his hands on her waist.
The two arose from the water, Y/n's hair down and dripping wet, but they never stopped kissing. Ivar's fore and middle fingers slid down to her sweet spot, and thrusted them in and out.
Y/n's soft moans accelerated louder by the minute, and her hands dig into Ivar's back. She bit down on her lip to control her loud moans and screams, but Ivar didn't want that.
"Let it out," he whispered. And began to go faster.
"They'll hear us." She said between moans.
"Let them."
Y/n quickly smashed her lips into Ivar's, and placed her hands back on his neck. She lowered her head, kissing his chiseled chest. Ivar arched his head, and let out quiet moans.
But suddenly, they both heard the door creak open, and stopped.
"Ivar, are you finished? I have to speak with you." Ubbe's voice rang.
Ivar sighed, "Can't it wait brother?"
"No."
"I'll be out in a minute!"
As soon as the door closed, they both laughed. "Shall we continue later?" Y/n giggled.
"Of course."
Y/n kissed the cripple one more time and got up from the water, and threw a wrap over her shoulders.
"Hm, you know what?" Y/n said, "you're not so boneless after all."
