Rocky Reunion [Closed to Pandora]

[bonelessviking]

Ivar had traveled with the raid to a far off land where he would find a woman with darker hair than him and exotic pale skin. Her eyes were captivating and despite missing his wife, he found more than just a new companion. She had come willingly to his bed, which had been suspicious and had Ivar on his guard until he could tie her up and have her. Yet after that, she didn’t leave. She flattered him with her words and that gaze of hers. It was enchanting and Ivar suspected that she could be a witch. Yet with how good she made him feel emotionally and physically, he was starting not to care.

Once his child was inside of her, he asked her to return to Kattegat with him. It was only after she agreed that he informed her of Pandora. He was oddly certain that she would agree to such an arrangement and surprisingly she did.

Ivar sat close to her in the boat while she stroked his hair through the sea illness. She struggled with his language but picked up plenty and very quickly yet even without speaking, he felt there was a connection. That this peasant woman wasn’t a threat to him and would make quite the second wife, aiding on his goal to spread children. Yet the extra wife aspect was a new piece. For now they weren’t wed, but he had courted ber to know that she would be at his side and be a second wife to him. Nikita smiled when he said this and had agreed.

As they approached the docks of Kattegat, he looked forward to being reunited with Pandora and their son, while also anticipating this introduction.

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[littlepandora]

Her blush darkens, and she tilts her head to regard him with a coquettish side-long glance. "Always," she says. "But do you not want your new second wife?" She is careful to sound only curious, as if it were perfectly natural that he should bring home a second wife in such a way.

Really, she thinks she's handling this surprisingly well.

[bonelessviking]

"I want you both," He calmly elaborates, his right hand reaching out to touch Nikita's arm as if to bring her into the conversation; which it does aid to perk up the Russian woman.

"My appetite has only grown." Spoken as if this was a normal thing that happened to men sometimes. "So I need more to satisfy it." With his hand closest to Pandora, he intertwined his fingers as if he were some romantic, sweet husband by default rather than the unpredictable man he had become.

[littlepandora]

More to satisfy it her left foot.

Pandora smiles at her husband, sweet and pleasing. Her expression is eager to make him happy. This cannot be so difficult. She has brought Winnie and a few other slaves to heel. This one will not be an exception.

"If it pleases my husband."

[bonelessviking]

"Then shall we go back to our bed and get more acquainted?" Ivar suggested, but it was more of a instruction as he began the small struggle to stand again. Looking to Nikita, he nodded, "Come-" as he took one last swig of his ale and began towards their rooms in the back of the large house.

Hobbling as he always did, Ivar led the way and brought himself to sit in a chair off to the side of the bed where Pandora probably used for feeding. He looked to both of the women, Nikita entering behind Pandora intentionally. She didn't hesitate to move forward and assist Ivar with his leg braces, assuming this as a duty of being his wife.

[littlepandora]

Pandora does not interrupt her. Instead, she observes. Granted, she covers it with stripping off her shoes and then her dress, but she is watching to see how Ivar reacts to this woman. How competent and familiar she is with his braces. Her gaze ticks minutely to the crib, but little Ragnar is not in here. Winnie has him, and most likely has taken him to the wet nurse. But her attention is back on Ivar as the widened neck of her dress slips over her shoulders.

[bonelessviking]

Ivar allows Nikita to remove his leg braces, watching her calmly until he sees Pandora start to strip and then she gets his entire attention. Smiling wide, he reaches for her. “Yes-“ he takes her hand and pulls her close to move in beside him. His mouth goes to her soft skin, kissing her stomach and her breasts since they were at eye level. His arm instinctively wraps around her.

“Do as she does.” He speaks down to Nikita, nodding towards Pandora. Nikita’s eyes flicker to Pandora and then back down as she stands and works to strip herself, far more slowly than the other woman had. She glances up to the couple to be sure she is doing it all correctly. Not that this was new to her and Ivar but things felt very different here. Yet she stood tall when her pale body became entirely exposed.