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Author's Notes | Someone will have troubles hahaha thanks for the request, love! (and more famous than Hirst? Whoa!! My wish!!! Thank you!!)
Info | requested by anon
⁑ Warnings: Some cursing.
Björn is defiant. It is not like he would let his woman tame him like this. He's more leaned to debauch and taking the risk of losing his dick or seeing Valhalla too soon.
"What? What's the problem, love?"
Ubbe swallows his smile and starts behaving almost as soon as she appears. Not a single glare out of her cleavage.
"Better safe than sorry."
Hvitserk keeps playing games and giggling, but all his words, jokes, and smiles become hers such as his touches, embraces, the place by his side...
"Oh! My sweet wife! The world is gone and I can only see how gorgeous you are..."
Sigurd remembers almost immediately where did he place his oud. And also, that beautiful song he made for her when they were in love right before he asked her to be his wife...
"Do you remember, love? You were always my muse. Always will be... Only you, ok?"
Ivar goes through the same defiant behavior Björn imprints. But in his case, it's a battle of power that she can see he wants her to win. He wants her to show how she's strong, how she's dominant. He wants her to prove herself over the others so he can remember her who his heart belongs to.
"I can see all the others. And this is why I chose you to be my queen. Because you're the best among them."
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"Ragnarssons In" - Archive II
FanfictionThe second part of the archive of parchments publishing the Ragnarssons' reactions to situations proposed by you guys! Requests are open on my ask box at Tumblr! Feel free to drop your ideas!