The second part of the archive of parchments publishing the Ragnarssons' reactions to situations proposed by you guys!
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Author's Notes | For this request, mind the following situation: The Ragnarsson is talking with his S/O about their kinks and she just told him she likes when he acts like this.
Info | Viking Age AU, Requested by kaephei-grimoire
⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT content, explicit. +18
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Björn sighs, turning his back on her. Then turns back to her with his best commander face, walking towards her until locking her between his body and the wall. He would touch her lips with his fingers, enjoying her accelerated breathing while tracing the contours of her face in his fingertips. His fierce blues on her eyes, delighting him with the excitement in her orbs, making him lick his lower lip mentally anticipating how wet she is through the movement of her thighs pressing one against the other.
"Tonight... I'll show you how it is to be under a Viking commander..."
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Ubbe raises his face as soon as she says she likes his alpha looks, confusing his S/O. She doesn't know if he is annoyed or something and when she starts talking he put his fingers in her mouth, hissing for her to be quiet. However, his next words cause shivers down her spine when he smiles maliciously and almost devilishly.
"Hush... Who gave you permission to talk? Uh? Now be a good beta and take off your clothes, woman... I wanna be pleased and I'm not patient tonight"
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Hvitserk wouldn't be able to hide his excitement. His face would change into a desire expression almost instantly. He would walk towards her, forcing her steps to their room, and keep forcing her to walk until she being over their bed, where he could pull her to his embrace, shocking her back on his chest with his arm tightly around her waist. His nose nuzzling against her neck for a second before he mumbles on her ear in a hoarse voice.
"So you want to be my beta? Great, love! On all fours... Right now!"
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Sigurd would look at her with a totally cocky glance, putting his cup on the table and studying her with his stained eyes, from her hair to the tiptoes.
"What are you waiting for, woman? Sitting there as my pleasure would be built by itself... Get your ass up and kneel between my legs. I wanna feel this pretty mouth of yours..."
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Ivar would change his face into an ironic expression, crossing his arms and looking her with an arrogant air around him and a malicious smile on his lips, motioning his fingers for her to come near.
"Let me see if I understood... You like when I turn on my alpha mood... Come closer... Yeah, I said closer. Listen closely... I don't have an alpha mood, woman... I am an alpha. Now undress and ride me! I have your entire body to enjoy and I don't wanna lose time with your babbling..."
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