《Vikings, Mini Drabbles》Hvitserk: Friends with benefits
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Sharing a room with a boy, you had to at least have done everything once while you were still young. Luckily you were a little daredevil and Hvitserk was a pretty good friend. How much the both of sneak out after hours to get some alcohol and wander through the city, having fun. He became your best friend through the year but like everybody said; best friends form the different sex didn't survive long as just friends. And here you were proving the contrary. The alarm on your phone killed you good sleepy mood within an instant and you groaned, turning around to slap out.
'Shit.' You groaned when your phone smacked down the night stand on the ground. 'Hvitserk.' You muttered, opening your eyes to look to the other side of the room. 'Hvitserk.' He didn't replied, he just groaned and turned around. You grabbed your shoe and threw it to his bed.
'You missed love.' He said with that husky voice of his. You signed, getting out of bed, pulling some clothes out of your closet. You pulled out some clothes and walked over to the bathroom, not minding to close the door, not knowing that Hvitserk was spying on you for quite some time now.
You pushed the door close and looked to Hvitserk who laid on the bed with some books.
'Look at that.' He smiled. You turned around, looking down over your soaked wet body.
'It's raining outside.'
'Really, didn't notice.' He chuckled. You threw your bag on the bed and pulled your coat out. You looked down on you clothes and then aside to Hvitserk.
'It isn't funny.' You reacted.
'It is.' He nodded, sinking his teeth in a piece of candy. You pulled your sweater out, your shirt crawled up and you walked over to the bathroom, feeling his eyes following you everywhere. You gave the door a little push but it didn't close entirely. You threw your clothes on the ground, unzipped your pants. The jeans sticked so hard you had to pull your legs out of it, leaving you in your bra and panties. You looked in the mirror to your wet hair before you titled your head a little and watched towards the door. You knew the feeling of being watched, he was watching again. You jerked your arm around the door, pulling him right in on his collar.
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'Staring isn't polite.' You pushed him against the wall. You got him startled and that made you smile in accomplishment.
'How can I don't stare if something as good looking as you walks in all the time.' He reacted.
'I thought we were friends.' You looked back in the mirror and he moved away, standing behind you. He stroke your hair over one shoulder, stroking his finger over your naked arm.
'Ever heard from friends with benefits?' he asked, placing his lips against your collarbone. You titled your head a little, closing your eyes on the kisses he placed towards you neck. He his other hand slowly stroke from your back around your body to your stomach. He pushed his nose in your wet hair. 'You always smell so good.' He whispered. You let your head rest against his shoulder while his stroke over your body, over your panties between your legs, scratching the fabrics.
'Hvitserk.' You softly moaned. He turned you around and cupped your face.
'Say yes.' He whispered, lips lingering over yours.
'It's a little to late for that, isn't it.' You reacted back.
'Yes.' He smiled before he kissed you. You opened your lips, eagerly almost. He leaded you back to your room and you started to pull out his shirt before he pushed you on the bed. Yes, it was a little too late for that. Maybe you wanted this as badly as he wanted it.
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