Ivar stands behind you, running his hands along your sides, mouth biting at your shoulders

“Stop it Ivar!” you squeal as he smiles into your neck. You’re trying to show him a path where enemies could take but he’s much rather distracted

“What? I am not doing anything” Ivar smirks against your shoulder. It’s been a while since you two have been intimate because Ivar is always off fighting in battle.