Vikings Imagines

Hunting with Hvitserk

Warning: mature content

The warm breeze whipped through my hair as I took a deep breath and looked over the water, enjoying the serenity of the gentle ripples barely touching the surface. I turned my eyes back to the small fire pit in the sand. Hvitserk went to go get another barrel of mead from the cabin, leaving me with my thoughts for a moment. In the corner of my eye I saw him walking back. His hair was in braids, but the wind had made them frizzy. His smile was so beautiful, as was the way his eyes glittered in the fire and moon light. We hiked to a private cabin across the bay, giving the excuse of hunting. Hvitserk and I were... complicated. We've been best friends our entire lives, my parents have fought by Ragnar's side since he was a farmer. We became friends quickly, and grew closer over the years. We've been there for each other during every upset and heartbreak. Until recently, I hadn't seen Hvitserk as anything but a friend. One night of drinking in the great hall alone two weeks ago changed everything. We had sex that night, but hadn't spoken of it since. It was incredible. Mind blowing, really... but for some reason we pretended everything was normal the next day. Neither of us have brought it up, even now.

"Give me your cup" Hvitserk says while sitting down, interrupting my thoughts. He half smiles up at me, his eyes clouded by the mead. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" He said after a moment of silence.

"Stop it, you'll make me blush." I said, and playfully pushed his arm.

"I'm serious. It's almost unfair how beautiful you are. I know all my brothers agree. Even my father agrees." He said the last part with a chuckle before reaching his arm around my shoulders. He pulled me into him, my head resting on his shoulders. Instinctively, I took a deep breath in, taking in his scent. He's so comforting to me. We sat in silence for a few minutes before Hvitserk stood up, pulling me up by my hands with me. I started to shake out my dress, but was confused when he took both of my hands in his.

"I need to ask you a question. Was what happened between us a mistake?" Hvitserk said, looking straight into my eyes.

I took a short breath before answering "I don't think so..."

"Its all I can think about. While it was happening I reached this high I've never experienced. Sex is great, but with everyone else it happens, ends, and I'm done. With you it's... different.  I told myself it was because I'm so comfortable with you. I tried to push it down and pretend nothing was different. I watched you the entire next day, you know. I caught myself appreciating the way your hips move when you walk. The way your sword hangs down your thigh. Björn told me he was going to try and get some time alone with you, and it made me angry. I didn't show it, but it was there. This fire deep in my chest ignited at the thought of anyone ever putting their hands on you the way I did." Hvitserk was practically out of breath from speaking so fast.

My heart was beating out of my chest. His eyes were searching mine, trying to figure out if he had just scared me away or not. "Do you really think I came all this way to hunt with you?" I said, moving my hands from his, up to his chest. I duck my head down before taking a few steps closer, closing the remaining space between us. When I look back up, my eyes meet his. His hands are now rested on my lower back as he pulls them closer to his body. Our noses touch, our breathing matched. Having Hvitserk so close is intoxicating.

"If we do this again, everything will be different. You'll be mine. You know that right?" He whispers into my mouth, both of us breathing heavily in anticipation. His lips tease mine, barely touching. He brushes his lips against mine once more before I close the kiss. Ever so gently, our lips meet.

My body melts into his. He opens his mouth, begging me to meet his tongue with mine. I oblige, and we both sigh into one another. The kiss quickly becomes heated. My hands find his neck, then the collar of his shirt. I tug at it until he gets the hint. He breaks the kiss for only a moment, pulling his shirt over his head. He grabs me by the back of the neck, pulling our mouths back together with fervor. My hands find his belt and undo the buckle, his axes and sword fall to the ground with a thud. I move my hands back to his hair and pull him into me. The ache for him inside of me is radiating out of me, my desperation to be close to Hvitserk is so powerful it's almost unbearable. His hands move quickly, unlacing my dress and pulling it down my body in seconds. I break the kiss and turn my naked body around, pressing my backside to his very hard member. His hands are on my breasts instantly, a groan leaves his lips as he buries his head in my neck, licking, nibbling, and kissing. One of his hands travels down to my soaking core, almost making me lose my footing. I moan and fall slightly backwards into him. His breath hitches and I can feel his pants drop.

Before I can turn around, I'm swept into his arms. He kicks his belt towards the fire and carries me closer with it. He puts me down in front of a table about six feet away from the fire. Hvitserk stays behind me, his hands travel my body. His left hand finds its way to the back of my head and tangles into my hair. His right hand stays at my waist, gripping me tightly. His breath fans over the back of my neck and he gently kisses me.

Hvitserk puts his mouth beside my ear and whispers "You're mine now"

I let out a soft moan when he bends me over the table. One hand stays in my hair as his other hand grips his long and girthy cøck, centering it with my dripping püssy. He teases my entrance, which forces a low growl from my mouth. I thrust back, pushing him into me. My walls stretch around him, both of our breathing hitches. A low groan leaves his lips and a moan leaves mine. He moves his hips, pumping in and out of me. I meet his thrusts in the center, pushing my ass out. A hard slap lands on my ass, making me cry out in pleasure. He pulls out and turns me around, his lips meeting mine. Hvitserk picks me up and puts my ass on the table, then pushes my shoulders down. I lay flat on the table with my legs up, Hvitserk gripping my thighs in front of him. He quickly reinserts himself into me. His pace quickens, both of us staring at one another in awe. My breasts bounce around as he slams into me, the sound of our skin slapping and our collective moans echo across the lake. My high builds as I watch Hvitserk watch me, his eyes clouded with lust and need. I call out his name while I reach my high, my back arching off the table and my hands gripping at his arms. He follows my lead, cumming deep inside of me. He pulls out and pulls me up to him, wrapping his arms around me.

"Everything is different now" he says, meeting my eyes with his.

"You'll have to tell your brothers, and even father, that their crush is spoken for now" I say, teasing him.

Hvitserk throws me over his shoulder and runs to the water. I laugh, and kick, trying to break free. He falls into the water, throwing me over him. We both laugh as we emerge.

"Let's go inside. We can eat, and drink, and touch one another all night." He winks at me and we kiss.