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Vikings and Hairstylists

Summary:You get the opportunity to work on the set of Vikings. But when you meet your celebrity crush, how will you react? Will anything happen between you two?

A/N This was so exicitng for me to write. I hope yall will enjoy this as much as I did.

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You couldn`t believe it. You got the job! This was so unbelievable, that you kept repeating the memory of how it went down.

You were fresh out of Beauty School, looking for a job. Ever since you started watching hair braiding tutorials on youtube, which was a few years back, you found a new passion for hair. You watched every hair video, hair routine, hair products reviews there was on the internet, and you couldn`t wait to one day become a famous hairstylist, specializing in braids and giving people the hair of their dreams.

With that in mind, you were trying to gather your thoughts and come up with a strategic plan that could allow you to launch a career in this field. Maybe I should ask around at salons to take me in as an assistant. That would give me a good start. You thought. Many people started off as just that, hairstylist assistants. But that was not to be looked down upon, for it was the best way to practice and learn more tricks.

You were getting tired, and decided to just let the idea rest at the back of your head, and switched to scrolling through Instagram. It was as if the Gods were guiding you towards your path, because it was at that very moment that you opened the app, that you saw something that was a clear sign of the Higher Beings listening to your cries.

`` FELLOW VIKINGS FANS, WE ARE ANNOUNCING SOMETHING VERY EXCITING. WE ARE OFFERING OUR FANS A CHANCE TO COME ON SET AND WORK WITH THE AMAZING VIKINGS TEAM. WE ARE HAVING 5 OPEN SPOTS FOR NEW HAIRSTYLISTS, TO COME AND WORK CLOSELY WITH OUR CAST. REQUIREMENTS: -A DIPLOMA THAT LEGALLY ALLOWS THE PERSON TO WORK AS A Hairstylist and -A PORTOFOLIO OF PREVIOUS HAIRSTYLES DONE ON VARIOUS TYPES OF HAIR ( LONG, SHORT, CURLY,STRAIGHT) SEND US YOUR PORTOFOLIO TO OUR E-MAIL, ALONG WTH A VIDEO OF YOURSELF DOING AN INTRICATE BRAID (YOU CAN USE A REAL PERSON OR A MANNEQUIN) WE WILL SEND AN E-MAIL TO THE 5 LUCKY PEOPLE WHO WON THE CONTEST.

It was utterly shocking. Mouth agape, you re-read the announcement at least ten times, before finally squealing in happiness. You were a HUGE fan of the TV series Viking, hence you were trembling, and with shaky hands, you closed your phone, taking deep breaths in and out to calm yourself.

Moments later, with a clear head, you re-read the requirements, and frowned at the one year experience requirement. Your beauty school lasted exactly one year, and you had to also help at the salon you were studying at, so you wondered if that can count as experience. As for the portofolio, you had done some amazing hairstyles on your models, and, thank the Gods, you were now more than ever grateful for the fact that youve had this inclination towards braids, because half of your phones gallery was full with photos of you doing all sorts of braid variations on your friends. You even took inspiration from the show, and tried to recreate one of the most complex braids on your models. So your portofolio was pretty solid.

It had been days after you sent the requested things to the Vikings e-mail, and you couldnt sit still for not even one second. You kept checking your e-mail, your Instagram dms every hour, fidgeting with your phone all day long. You told your family and closest friend about this of course, and they were all very happy you found this opportunity, tho you could tell by their eyes that they felt sympathy for you, knowing you`d never get selected out of all thousands of fans out there.

And you, too, started to believe it slowly, after each day passed away without any feedback from the Vikings team. So you decided you wouldn`t sulk around, and you started enjoying your free time by meeting up with your girlfriends and forgetting you even submitted the e-mail.

Until one day, when it was late and you checked your e-mail for a confirmation code for an app, that you saw another e-mail had been sent, and when you saw who was it from, you almost threw your phone up to the ceiling, almost smashing it in excitement. The Vikings team had written back to you, expressing their amazement and eagerness to have you as a new member of their team.

And now you were on a plane, on your way to Dublin, to start working on the set of Vikings. This was still so surreal, you had to hold back giggles and excitement, not wanting to look like a maniac to the other people around. Oh, if only they knew where you were going.

Once youve landed and got your baggage, you were met with a large crowd of people, each standing and waiting for someone. You glanced around the crowd, until you noticed a man in a black, fancy suit and a woman standing next to him, holding a big sign with your name on it. You rolled your baggage over there, greeting both of them politely. '' Hello there. I am Emily. And this is Kevin, one of the drivers. We will take you to the hotel now, and in the meantime, I will explain to you briefly tomorrows schedule.'' She smiled kindly, putting a hand on your back and guiding you towards the exit, while Kevin took the baggage for you, carrying it towards the car.

The ride was about twenty five minutes, enough for Emily to give you a rundown of how everything works around there. Tomorrow, you were going to be picked up by the same driver at around 5 am, and then taken to the set. You were going to meet Shaila, the main stylist, who will guide you and show you what you have to do. It seemed easy enough, only, you couldn`t believe you were going to meet the actors you were only used to seeing on TV. You were especially nervous to meet Alex, who plays Ivar. Emily also explained how the filming of season 5 was beginning officially tomorrow, and that you would witness first hand how the magic happens.

Once you reached the hotel, you glanced at the name. Conrad Dublin. 5 Stars. Damn It looked extremely luxurious. You were dearly hoping you wouldn`t be the one paying for the stay.

Emily helped you check in, while Kevin brought in your luggage.

'' This is yours.'' She handed you a keycard, with the numbers 203 on it. '' Today is your free day. As its only 3 in the afternoon, you can feel free to explore the area. The center is less than a kilometer away. Theres tons of pubs around here, stores, supermarkets. The company will take care of your bills for the room. Unfortunately, we do not offer an included breakfast pack with the stay, but seeing you are on set more than half a day, we have a buffet there, so you don't have to worry about that. my suggestion, don't stay up too late. Go to sleep earlier, and don't forget, be out here before 5. Other than that…'' She trailed off, seemingly trying to think if she told you everything you needed to know. '' Well, I guess that`s it. Feel free to explore the city. Bye.'' She waved and left with Kevin.

You went to your room, plopping down on your bed. It was a small hotel room, but honestly who cared? It was so luxurious, and so well kept, you were at first afraid to touch anything. You inhaled the fresh smell of the sheets, sighing in contentment.

You wondered, were you the only one staying at the hotel? Or were there other cast/crew members?

You took a nice cold shower, trying to get off that travel dirt off of you. You got out of the shower all energized, ready to go for a little stroll. Changing in a simple oversized shirt, with a David Bowie picture on it, and comfy sweatpants, you grabbed your phone, placing your keycard inside your phonecase and took the elevator down to the lobby.

Taking a brisk walk, you took every second to glance at various buildings, appreciating the infrastructure. As Emily said, there were tons of pubs, and in your 10 minute walk, you saw at least 5. You loved the Dublin atmosphere. For a capital city, it wasnt as crowded or as loud as you would have guessed. Or maybe that was just because you werent necessarily in a touristic area.

You decided to turn back around, after 30 minutes of walking, deciding this was enough walking. On your way back home, you stopped at a supermarket, called Fresh and bought some junk food that would get you going until the next day.

You finally reached your hotel room, plopping onto the bed yet again and turned on the TV, for some background noise. You opened your bag of chips, along with you store bought coffee, and started snacking, while texting your family, letting them know you got to the hotel all safely. When it was around 10 pm, you decided you should listen to Emily, and go to sleep.

You were rudely snapped out of your deep sleep by your alarm, ringing insistently. With a grunt, you quickly turned it off, and after a few seconds of staying motionless, you rolled out of bed with a long sigh. You brushed your teeth, washed your face with some cold water, to get the puffiness out of your eyes to go down, and then went straight to the pre-established clothes you decided on wearing the previous night. You weren`t aware of any dresscodes, so you decided not to overdress, nor underdress. So your final decision was a pair of clean, simple jeans, a plain white shirt, and a pair of green converse. You hoped this would suffice. Grabbing your handy-dandy backpack, packed with your essentials, you headed towards the exit of the building.

It was really chilly outside. The sun wasn't even up yet, and well, considering it was still 4 50 am, it wasn't a shocker. Down at the lobby, you couldn't see anybody. Not even the receptionist.

A couple of chuckles were heard behind you, and you turned to see a group of 4 girls coming up to you.

'' Hey… You don't happen to be the new hairstylist…for you-know what, do you?'' A blonde girl asked.

You were wondering if thee girls were the other 4 contestants that won. '' For… The.. Show you mean?'' You asked directly. The other 3 girls giggled, and the blonde one smiled. '' Yeah. That`s what I meant. I had to make sure you're not just a random person. You see, we signed some papers, that forbid us to tell other people where we actually work.''

'' Oh..really?''

'' Yeah. Anyway, I am Aurora. The ginger one is Phoebe, that one is Amalia and Cassie.'' She presented, pointing to a curly haired girl, with ginger hair, respectively two brunettes, one with long hair, Cassie and the short haired brunette Amalia.

'' Yn.'' You replied timidly, slightly intimidated by how beautiful these girls were.

You 5 started chatting, asking each other basic questions, such as how and why you got into this field, for how long, and other personal ones, until you were interrupted by the arrival of Kevin, who waited patiently and silently for you all to climb into his vehicle. He greeted you all with a short mornin and then remained silent throughout the whole car ride, that was fortunately filled with the conversations struck by the girls.

Half an hour later, you came to a stop, somewhere far from the city, on a hill, that looked pretty much like it was in the middle of nowhere. But at a second glace, you notice, you were in some form of parking, for there were many cars around the place, scattered messily over a mile, and tons of trailers at a walking distance. You girls were guided by Kevin through a little gate, who was guarded by a security man, and after checking your ID`s, you were told to go find trailer number 13.

You felt your nerves resurfacing. You were actually here. On the set of one of the most streamed shows. Luckily, you werent completely alone, as you had the new found girls by your side. You all found the trailer, and by public demand, you were chosen to be the one to knock on the door. Shakily, you used your knuckles to hit the door two times, hoping someone inside heard it. After you all heard a faintcome in`, you opened the door and stepped into the trailer, with the rest of the girls following you.

Once inside, you noticed three typical hair stations you'd see at any salon, with a mirror each, and pictures of the actors with the hair on. At last, you glanced at the far end of the trailer, bent down, a woman. She quickly stood up, and that's when you finally glanced over her frame. She was a woman in her mid 40s, with a chubbier figure, mid length hair, with some blonde highlights all over. She looked very kind, like a mother that would bake you cookies every day.

'' `Ello girls. I'm Shaila. The main hairstylist. '' She shook hands with every girl, listening in return for each of their names.

'' Right. So let's get straight to it. This is the first week of filming season 5. We have an awful lot of new characters, and old ones that need an upgrade. Today is Monday. We don't usually film on Mondays. We test new hairstyles, see what works, what doesnt. We prepare for the shooting days. Michael told me about the contest. Ever since I told him we need more stylists, he's been doing the most to gather some new ones. The thing is girls,'' at this, she was giving you all a nervous look. '' This week you 5 will be on probation. That means, by the end of week, we will announce which one of you will be staying here permanently. I know the announcement said 5 people will be working here, but truth is, in the meantime, we have found 4 other stylists that are more familiar with working on a movie/TV show set. But, we are in need of one more. So you have until Friday to do your best, impress us and we will decide who will get the post.'' She finished, studying each girl independently. There was a dull silence.

You glanced at Aurora, next to you, but she was looking down. Shaila was waiting for someone to ask a question, but after a few moments, she took the silence as a que to speak again.

'' Alright. So each one of you will be working closely to one of the other main stylist. I am now going to tell you who is going in which trailer.'' She then proceeded to assign each girl to a separate trailer. '' You Yn, will be working in this trailer with me. Alright… Now-'' she glanced at her watch.

'' Oh dear, we need to hurry. It`s 5:30. The cast will be here any minute. You girls go ahead. We will see each other at lunch. '' She shooed them off, shutting the door behind them. Once you were left alone with Shaila, she turned around and grinned at you.

''So… Yn. Beautiful name. Unique. Here let me show you.'' She pointed at each seat. '' In this trailer, we work always on the same three people. Look here.'' Glancing at her pointy finger, you followed it and saw there were several pictures with whom you recognized as the Ragnarsons, with the focus on their hair, from different angles.

'' We mainly work on Ubbe, Hvitserk and Ivar`s character here…'' She trailed off. '' You know who they are I assume?'' You nodded quickly.

'' My colleague, Peter, works alongside me. And you see, Ivars hair was, so far, short. So there wasnt much to do. But as for this season, we are going to change his hairstyle, because his hair has grown out some more and we have more options. You see, as characters evolve, so does their hair. So we were in need of someone new to work with us. Because without a third stylist here, it would be too difficult for us two to finish their hair on time.''

With widened eyes, you looked at her, amazed that you will be meeting one of your favorite characters in a few. You nodded along with everything Shaila was saying, to show her you were paying attention.

Soon enough, Peter joined you two. He was a rather tall scrawny man, short gingered hair and a slight beard coming through. He was super funny, and very energetic, for the fact that it was this early in the morning. But that could`ve also been an added factor from the coffee in his hand.

You were getting more nervous by the minute, knowing the three main characters of the show would be walking in at any given moment. Peter and Shaila were conversing casually, not the least bit worried or nervous, as you were. Which was understandable. They`ve been here for quite a long time.

Lacing at your smartwatch, you felt your heart jolting, when you heard faint masculine voices, fastly approaching the trailer. Now, more than ever, you felt as if your heart would jump right out of your body. With a loud creak, the trailer`s door was forcefully opened, in stepping the boisterous boys. You first saw a bearded man, with his sides shaved, and a base cap on, greeting Shaila and Peter. Second, you saw a young man with quite longer hair than the first one, holding a beer in his hand, and laughing obnoxiously loud at someone behind him. And then, you saw… Him.

Your celebrity crush, the most handsome man youve ever set eyes on. He was talking in a language you couldnt comprehend. Must be Danish. Sporting a simple black shirt, and grey sweatpants, hair in an improvised man bun, he stepped into the trailer last, shutting the door loudly behind him.

The boys all struck up a conversation with Shaila, while each going to their assigned chairs. It was only after another minute, and Shaila mentioning there`s someone else in the trailer, that they all glanced at you, through their respective mirrors.

You made yourself look as small as possible, for it was under their gazes that you felt like a little mouse in a wolf`s den, if that makes sense. They all smiled at you, and one by one, got up from their seats and lined up to greet and shake hands with you.

'' Jordan Patrick. Nice to meet you.'' The bearded man presented himself, giving you a firm handshake. You could hear a very strong Australian accent from him. '' Yn.'' You said quietly, hoping he won't make you repeat it. '' Marco.'' The second man seemed to have a little smirk on his face, and took it a step further and kissed the back of your hand.

You blushed furiously, even forgetting to say your name back. Last, but not least, Alex approached you. '' Alex. Nice to meet you.'' He grinned, waiting for you to shake hands, but when you reached out, he instead put his arms around you, pulling you into a bear hug. You took a second to react, and when you came back to your senses, you hugged him back, but not with the same intensity, as you feared you would come off as a crazy fan. Your cheeks were so hot, you could feel it.

When he pulled away, he winked at you, and when he turned around, he grinned at Marco. He got seated back in between Marco and Jordan, looking at the former. ''Fik hende til at rødme'' He said something to Marco, not that you could understand it, and he started laughing while Marco was scoffing, almost jokingly. ( Made her blush)

Shaila showed you how a normal day looks like in the trailer, explaining theoretically and visually how she worked on the boys hair. She showed you reference photos and other sketches of how she was imagining Ivar`s hair this season.

'' I want to start today with something simple. Can you do Dutch braids?'' She asked. You nodded promptly.

'' Good. Please start with a central braid, and then two smaller Dutch braids on each side of his hair.'' She showed you, using her fingers, where she imagined each section to start and end.

With clammy hands, ( you quickly wiped them on your jeans, trying to be discreet) you picked your rat tail comb, and started sectioning the central part for the braid. While doing so, Alex was watching your every movement, making it even more difficult for you to calm down.

Once you had each section parted and clipped out of the way, you slowly started working on the biggest braid. The first few strands of the braid were beginning to create the shape of the it, and you were getting into your element. Before you even realized it, you had the first braid finished, and began working on the side ones.

The other actors were chatting with each other, occasionally Shaila piping in, or Peter saying a very corny joke. You loved Alexs laugh. It was so genuine and filled with happiness. You could only imagine what it must feel like to hear it every day. You sighed.Oh great, nows not the time to daydream about being his gilfriend.

Alex glanced back at you after he heard you sigh, lifting one eyebrow at you. Making eye contact through the mirror, you refrained a smile appearing on your face, and immediately looked away from him. You heard him chuckle quietly, and then engaged back in a conversation with the other guys.

You notified Shaila, hoping she will satisfied with your work. Alex looked at you, giving you a thumbs up and an encouraging smile.

'' Hmm.. You could`ve added a bit more gel here. See these tiny fly aways? And tease the hair at the roots just slightly here on top, for a bit of volume. We want to make sure it appears they have lots of hair. '' She continued analyzing each braid carefully, humming to herself.

''But overall, this is really good. You did great. For your first day. '' She patted you on the shoulder.

Alex winked at you, causing you to turn away from him to hide your blush. Damn he really is flirty you thought.

When all the guys were finished, they all ran out of the trailer to check the set, run lines and gods know what else actors do.

You were left with Shaila, while Peter left the trailer to smoke a cig. The woman pulled a head mannequin out of a cabinet, and began showing you typical braids they do on extras, teaching you and giving you tips here and there where she felt like it.

Hours later, you were starting to get hungry. It had been hours of you just standing in the trailer. Shaila insisted on showing you every single little tool in there, explain to you how a real work day unfolds, since she didnt consider this particular day to be one at its full intensity, which quite frankly scared you, because this was already too much, but if this wasnt the hardest, then what was to come?

Around lunch time, the two adults led you towards the lunch tents. It was like at a festival, with big tents, dozen of wodden benches, and so many people, it was crazy. Shaila showed you where to go to get your food from, and then she left back towards the trailer stating she had some work to finish up for tomorrow.

You felt so intimidated by the number of these people, and you hoped you could see the girls somewhere, so you could go to them.

Once you grabbed your lunch, which was mostly mashed potatoes, some tomato salad and some grilled cheese, you desperately tried spotting some known faces around here, for a second time.

It seemed impossible in this sea of people, so you now decided to walk towards the exit, hoping to find an empty table, but as you were passing between tables, you heard someone yell out your name.

You turned your head and tried to find the person who shouted, and almost instantly you spotted Alex, waving his hands highly in the air, as if attempting to make himself noticeable for you. You stood there motionless, unsure if he was actually the one to shout at you, but when you saw him make a hand gesture that signaled for you to come over, you took slow, self-conscious steps towards him.

He seemed eager to have you approach, and once you reached his table, he put his hand on your back, guiding you to sit down next to him.

Now that you were finally settled, you looked around the table, and you almost screamed. You saw Marco and Jordan, but also recognized Alexander Ludwig, who plays Bjorn. and then you also observed a beautiful blonde girl, sitting next to him, whom you knew to be Georgia Hirst.

You were sat down next to Alex, who himself was sat between yourself and Marco, and then on the opposite side, you had Georgia sitting right face to face with you, next to Jordan and then finally Alexander.

'' Alex, who have you brought here?'' Asked Alexander, with a teasing tone and nudging Jordan to join in on his teasing.

'' Oh. She`s the new hairstylist in my trailer.'' He put his left hand on your right shoulder, squeezing it softly.

You laughed softly. '' Uhm actually… I`m on… probation. We will find out who stays here permanently at the end of the week.'' You chuckled nervously.

'' Well, I Know you will. Cuz you were so good with your hands.'' Alex said, seemingly not aware of how that sounded. Once the other guys started laughing and hooting at what he said, he blushed and tried to correct himself. ''I- meant shes fast. She worked really fast. Thats what I me- Oh Shut it'' He reached across the table to whack Alexander on the arm from all the teasing he was doing.

You looked at your food, starting to feast on it and ignoring the comments flying around you.

'' And what is your name?'' You made eye contact with Georgia, who seemed to be the sweetest and the most normal person from this table.

'' Yn.'' You replied shortly, and then started eating some tomatoes, hoping no one would talk to you anymore, because you were hungry and wanted to be left alone.

''So…? Tell us!'' Alex insisted, looking at you and waiting for something from you.

Confused, you frowned your eyebrows at him, shrugging '' Tell you..what?''

'' Well about you. How you got here, how long have you been doing hair, have you watched the show?''

And so you answered all their questions. Well, more than 90% of them were fired by Alex, but occasionally one of the other guys would also ask you something as well. Georgia listened intently to what you had to say, but then calmed Alex and the other boys down when she noticed you were starting to get overwhelemd.

'' That`s enough. Let her eat.'' And with that, the boys listened like good children, and left you tending to your food.

Right before you all left, he saw you standing up ready to leave, so he asked you to give him your instagram.

You were quite embarrassed to have him look at your profile, knowing the photos you`ve taken were not nearly half as good as his, but then you also thought, he asked for it, so he should suffer the consequences.

You were back at the trailer, and for the next hours, you were told to recreate some hairstyle Shaila showed you on a picture, until it was finally time to go home.

You were completely exhausted. And you were scared for tomorrow. You went to the parking lot, found Kevin and jumped into the car, finding relief in being able to sit down and give your legs a bit of relief. The other girls approached the car one by one, and when you were all in, you all started sharing your today`s experience.

'' I met Harald Finehair GUYS. UGH he was so fine.'' Amalia said, exaggerating and making you all gag and giggle.

'' Ew stop it. He`s way too old for you. But I met Georgia Hirst and Ida. They were super nice.'' Phoebe added.

When you told them about who you met, they all seemed a bit.. Jealous? They gave you a fake smile, and then quickly changed the subject.

Once you reached your room, you sighed in relief, finally you were alone. You took a shower, dried up and then you pulled your phone out, noticing all the unread messages from your frineds. After you answered them all, you went on Instagram out of habit.

You went to see you had some notifications. iris2002 liked your post 3h carina0_donnell liked your post 4h alexhoeghandersen liked your post 6h alexhoeghandersen liked your post 6h alexhoeghandersen started following you 6h

WAIT WHAT??!?!!? HE FOLLOWED ME BACK?! SHIT I mean, it was expected. After all, he did just ask for your Instagram didn`t he?

You checked your dms, seeing as you had some unread messages on there as well, but the one that popped before everyone else, was from the same person who had followed you back a few hours ago.

You shakily opened the chat, not knowing what to expect.

Heej. What are you doing? Hiii. I just got back to the hotel. im so exhausted

I know how you feel you hungry? do you maybe uh wanna grab some food? I know a few good places around Dublin :))

You blinked rapidly, your heartbeat rising. Was that for real? You kept clicking on his name, checking to see if he is the Real Alex. You left him on read for a few minutes, while you were contemplating on whether or not you should go.

With sweaty hands, you unlocked your phone again, and decided to give him an answer sure... let's do it. I'm starving

great. which hotel are you staying at? Conrad Dublin

gotcha. I'll be there in half an hour

`Half an hour? shit. I need to get ready.

You got out of your freshly put on pijamas, and rummaged through your luggage for some decent clothing. You opted for another oversized t-shirt, with a Jurassic Park logo on it, and your trusted shorts, who fit on your bum perfectly. Messing with your hair a bit, you ruffled it, and then you decided you`d just tie it in a bun. You grabbed your trusted perfume, and sprayed it once on each side of your neck.

You grabbed your fanny pack, strapping it over one shoulder and put your phone inside it, grabbing also some cash and your keycard.

The moment you stepped into the elevator, you felt your heart once again start galloping inside you. How could this happen, and on the first day?

Once you stepped into the lobby, you were aiming for the exit, until you saw a familiar guy sitting on one of the couches, on his phone. You studied him a bit. He looked so effortlessly beautiful. He was wearing a black hoodie, along with some jeans, paired with sneakers. He had his hair in a manbun, but that only made him look even hotter.

He was scrolling on his phone, with his back rested on the couch, one arm on it, and legs spread out in front of the coffee table.

It didnt take him too long after youve reached the lobby to take notice of you. When he finally did, he quickly put his phone back in his back pocket and stood up, taking long and fast strides to reach you.

'' Hey.'' He approached you and pulled you in a hug, kissing you on your temple once he let go of you.

'' Hello…'' You said timidly, not knowing what to say next.

Alex seemed to be such an expert in keeping up a conversation going, that he never allowed any sort of awkward silence fill the air. He grabbed your forearm, pulling you softly towards the exit. '' So.. What are you in the mood for?'' He broke the peaceful silence once you stepped outside. '' Mmm… Honestly? I dont know. I dont want anything fancy, but not junky either. Maybe pasta?'' You laughed awkwardly. He smiled and giggled.

'' Then pasta it is.'' He led the way, and started asking about your personal life back at home the whole way to the restaurant.

Once you`ve reached it, you read the name Sano Pizza. Looks good from the outside.

'' It`s one of my favorite restaurants. They have some amazing Pizza. And the spaghetti should also be up at the same level.'' He praised the place. You smiled and followed him inside.

He led you between many tables, and then finally in a more private and calm section, he found an empty booth for the two of you. When you finally sat down, you noticed the QR code being placed on both corners of the table, making you scoff.

Alex looked at you curiously. '' What`s the matter?''

'' This. I cant scan the fucking menu. And its so frustrating to me cuz then I have to search it up on the internet, and it takes so long. Like, give me the goddamn paper menu and we`ll be good.'' You complained, sighing in annoyance.

Alex seemed to not take your attitude too seriously, as he chuckled at you and pulled his phone out, scanning the code in less than a second and handing you his phone.

'' Here. Take a look and then let me know what youd like to eat.'' You flushed at his actions.Yeah, it was a small gesture, almost insignificant. But still, it made my heart flutter.` You went over the menu on his phone, and when you were finally ready with your order, you handed his phone back. He took it gently, cupping your hand slightly when you passed it to him.

''Alright.. What will it be then?'' '' Penne Quattro Formaggi. Aaand a lemonade.'' You nodded to yourself, thinking that`ll be good enough.

'' No dessert?'' He asked nicely. '' Nah. Im good. I probably wont even finis the pasta.'' You laughed. '' Why?'' He joined in your laugh.

You shrugged. '' I always eat half of it, then I get full and I have to sit and let my stomach digest the food. I don`t know why. The food is too dense.'' ''Dense?'' He asked, amused. ''Yeah…dense.''

He chuckled and when he saw a waiter, he waved for him to go over there. He ordered the food, and then he turned back to you, propping his chin on the palm of his hand, admiring you.

'' Uhh.. '' You chuckled nervously. '' So…'' '' What do you think? You liked your first day?'' '' Well.. It was.. Intense. A lot of new info at once, but Ill get used to it. That is..if.. Ill stay..'' You trailed off, almost with a hint of sadness, thinking of the possibility of not staying permanently.

Alex placed his warm hand over yours, rubbing your kunckles with his thumb, reassuringly. '' Youll stay. Ive seen you work. You did a great job.'' You waved a dismissive hand at him. '' No Im serious! Hey. Ive seen others work. And so far, no one has been as skilled with their hands as you.''

'' Oh… I dont know. Well see.'' ''- And even they happen to Not choose you, which, theyd have to be nuts not to, Ill talk to them personally. I`ll go straight to Michael and ask him personally we are buddies, me and him, and-''

You shook your head and giggled at him. '' Its okay. If I dont get the job, then maybe they choose someone else for a reason. Maybe Im not made for this environment. And thats okay. I`ll accept it.'' You interrupted him, assuring him you were willing to take a blow, if needed be.

Time seemed to pass so fast with him. He made you feel so at ease. He had this natural charisma about him. You were laughing the whole time, not being able to stop, he was that funny. At one point, the food showed up, and you both calmed down and dove right in.

The young actor definitely knew where to take you. The food was exquisite. You enjoyed every little bite, savoring the flavors, and filling your stomach with enough food to keep you running till the following day at lunch.

Another hour had passed, and it was already 8 pm. It was already pretty dark outisde, and you wanted to walk a bit. You kept glancing out the window, noticing faint silhouettes and buildings in the distance.

Alex followed your gaze, then turned back to you. '' What is it?'' He asked concerned.

'' Oh nothing. I just really wanted to take a stroll, to walk some dark alleys and enjoy the Dublin vibes at night.'' You admitted dreamily.

'' Well, let`s do it.'' Alex said, standing up. '' Wait a second ok?'' He grabbed his phone and went up front, talking to the waiter who served you. When he came back, he helped you up, and then locked arms with you, putting his in his pocket.

'' Wait. We have to pay first.'' You pulled him back. He shook his head, smiling.

'' Already did. We can go.'' He continued pulling you towards the exit, while you were frowning, looking back and forth between Alex and the waiter, that was at his computer thingy.

''But-when?'' You were now outside, and you couldn`t help but let the chilly weather embrace your body.

'' When I left the table. I payed on my phone.'' He explained simply.

'' Ok. How much was my part?'' You said while you were zipping your fanny pack in search for cash, but Alex took your hand away, zipping your fanny pack back up, and shaking his head.

'' It`s on me.'' '' No!'' ''Yes. It was my idea to invite you. Where did you say you wanted to go?'' He changed the subject fast when he noticed you were trying to pay him back.

You huffed, and pointed a finger down a darker alley, which seemingly looked to be empty. He nodded his head at the alley, as if asking for a confirmation that was the one you pointed at, and when you nodded, he pulled his arm that was locked with yours out, and instead draping it over your shoulders, pulling you as close to him as posssible.

You guys started walking in a comfortable silence, the only sounds available coming from behind you from the main street, from which faint voices could be heard.

'' So… Why did you want to walk this way? Was there something in particular you wanted to see?'' He asked chuckling, squeezing your shoulder.

'' No… I just…enjoy walking down dark and empty streets. It`s so… I don't know. Peaceful I guess.'' You answered, while looking around you and taking notice of the buildings.

'' You do this often?'' He furrowed his brows. '' You walk at night, alone?''

'' Well… Yeah I do that a lot back home. Sometimes I even go out to listen to some music, or glance at the sky and observe constellations.''

'' Look, I know you are an adult and you decide what you want to do, but maybe you shouldn`t do that here.'' He stated, with a low and serious tone.

'' And why is that?'' You questioned, quizically.

'' Well because…'' He licked his lips in a stressful manner. '' I dont know what its like back there in you country, but here in Dublin, the streets get dangerous at night. That is why we always go out together clubbing or something. But none of us go out alone. It`s not… The safest.'' He took a breath of air. ''Especially not for someone like..you.'' He said lowly afraid you might misunderstand his words.

You choked out a laugh, and turned your head to the side to look at him. '' Someone like… Me? What do you even mean by that?'' You laughed, and locked eyes with him, challengingly.

'' Well… Haha.. Dont take it as an insult. I meant a girl like you. You are pretty, lets not be modest. Any guy would glance at you when you would be walking anywhere, but at night, there are people out there who might not have the best intentions and would try to harm you.'' Alex gave you a worried, showing complete honesty.

You didn`t even respond, but simply blushed and shook your head. But just then, ahead of you, you both noticed a small group of people coming in your direction. You could only see their shadowy silhouettes, but that was enough for Alex to move you both to one side of the street, opposite of the group, ensuring he was standing between you and them.

Tho it was a small gesture, you flushed, thinking how much of a nice and genuine guy he was. He paid for your dinner, he was being so kind and funny, you honestly didnt know if he wasnt faking this all just to sleep with you.

You kept walking, turning random streets, until it was pretty late at night, and you both agreed to head back, since the next morning was starting very early for you. He insisted on walking you back to the hotel, tho you reassured him youd be fine by yourself. He didnt give you time to argue, pulling you towards the hotel.

So now when you were finally in your hotel room, having taken your second shower of the day, you got in bed, ready to sleep. Right before you were about to close your eyes, your phone screen`s illuminated, letting you know you had a notification. Sleepily, you opened your phone and saw a message from Alex sent on instagram.

I had lots of fun. hope you did too good night see you tomorrow :))

You didn`t even open the app, but just smiled at the message and went to sleep, with a grin on your face.

The following day, same way, you got ready, met the girls down at the lobby and then you all left for the set. You stepped into the trailer, in a much more confident way than yesterday. You chirped a morning to Shaila and Peter, and then you got to setting up your tools. Shaila greeted you also, explaining that today was more serious, and that she will work on Alexs hair, and youll help her out, so you could see exactly what you`ll have to do in the future.

Not long after your arrival, the three Ragnarssons stepped into the trailer, first Jordan and then Marco and lastly Alex. The first two greeted you, while heading towards their seats, but when Alex stepped into the trailer, he immediately locked eyes with you, giving you a charming smile. He came to you and hugged you, kissing your right cheek when he pulled away.

You stood there motionless, trying to hide your blush. Alex grinned at you, and then snapped something at Marco in Danish when he kept teasing him.

Peter got to work on Jordan, and in the meantime, Shaila and yourself got to work on Alex. The middle aged woman explained as she went along, how she was envisioning his hair, showed you what products and in which order to use, and overall, you felt like you were back in beauty school, when all you had to do was sit next to the teacher and watch her work on the mannequin.

Only in this case, you actually got to help, holding hair sections, handing Shaila tools or products and such. It was a very nice experience. You felt really important, knowing you were helping in building a character`s visual side.

Alex was being his funny, extroverted self. He was joking around with Shaila and you as well, occasionally him softly grabbing your arm and rubbing it at certain times. One hour and a half later, you were done with him. He had intricate twists on his head, giving him a true Viking air. They looked really hot on him.

He got out of the chair, admired his hair closely in the mirror and then thanked you both.

'' Ah you women are amazing. My hair looks fabulous.'' He complimented, joking towards the end with a girly voice and posing funnily. You laughed at his antics.

Alex had to leave for the makeup and costume trailer, so with a respectful ( but exaggerated bow) he kissed you on the cheek once more, leaving you with the other guys who looked at you funny and started teasing you as well.

The day went by slightly faster, since you had so much more work to do. You were entrusted with doing hair for some extras, which was nice. You got compliments here and there, filling you with confidence.

The end of the day was approaching, and you couldn`t wait to get back to the hotel, so you could sit down and relax.

You were heading towards the parking lot, but felt someone running behind you. You felt strong hands encircling your waist, lifting you from the ground slightly. You yelled in surprise, but calmed down when you saw it was Alex, laughing acutely at you.

''What are you doing?'' He asked casually, falling into a walking rhythm with you.

'' Going home. You?''

'' Oh. Well same. Hey, you didn`t answer my message yesterday. Why is that huh?'' He interrogated you, poking your sides, causing you to squirm from how ticklish you were.

'' Oh-Al-St-o-p. I uhm.'' You struggled to say, since he kept poking and tickling you. '' Well. I was very tired. But I did read it. I just didn`t have the energy to text back. Sorry.'' You responded apologetically.

'' `S okay. Just wanted to make sure you were fine. Anyway, wanna go out tonight as well? Or you could come over to my place. I can tell Marco to leave the place so we can-''

'' Alex, what exactly are your intention?'' You interrupted him, getting straight to the point. '' I dont know what youre trying to do, but Ill tell you what I wont do, and that is having a fling. Or sleeping around.''

Alex frowned, confusion all over his face. '' Wait… WHAT?! N-.'' He sighed, frustrated. '' THat`s what you think I was trying to do?'' He chuckled bitterly. '' Wow… Thanks for thinking so low of me.'' He snapped, taking bigger and faster steps in front of you, getting ahead of you.

Realizing what you`ve done, with widened eyes you jogged towards him, grabbing his arm to stop him in his tracks. He turned around, with his jaw clenched and hurt yet angry eyes.

'' Im sorry. I didnt know what to think of it. You were so nice and amazing, it truly felt surreal, as if it was all an act.'' You explained, getting emotional. '' I`ve had… bad experiences with guys acting all nice and cute and then being complete dicks once they got what they wanted. And I was only trying to avoid getting hurt.'' Your eyes were getting watery from all the explaining, and at that, Alex softened his gaze.

'' I didn`t want to assume anything. But to me it seemed impossible that a guy like YOU, would ever be interested in someone like me. And I am terribly sorry for insulting you. '' You said sincerely, letting a tear drop fall onto your cheek.

Alex let his forehead rest on yours, getting really close to you. Raising both his palms, he cupped your face, using his thumb to wipe the cheek off your face. Kissing your forehead, he then nuzzle his nose against yours, as if silently asking you to stop apoligizing.

'' Youve got nothing to apologize for. Its not your fault you were surrounded by idiots. But please, just give me a chance.'' He begged.

You nodded slowly, announcing you wanted to forget the previous embarrassing moment.

Alex pulled slightly away, to be able to look at you, smirking. '' Did the other jerks give you such a loving and sweet kiss?''

Frowning, you looked at him with a tilted head. '' What kis-'' You were interrupted by his soft lips shutting you up. You closed your eyes, enjoying the moment. He left his lips lingering on yours for a few more seconds, but not daring to try to take it any further.

When he felt like it was enough, he pulled away, leaving you both out of breath. You smiled, looking at him and giggling. He joined in on your giggling, pulling you in a comforting side hug. You stayed hugging each other`s sides a few more minutes, until you saw the girls approaching, and other people coming into the parking lot. You pulled away, with difficulty, since Alex was trying to hold you there.

Finally freeing yourself, you waved at him goodbye, giving him a grin.

The next days went better and better. Each passing hour, it felt as if you were learning and constantly perfecting your skills, giving you more confidence. You were eventually allowed to do half of Alexs hair, Shaila still insisting shed have to go over your parts as well to perfect them.( perfectionist much).

Alex and you were being close every morning, him giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek, but not taking it further in front of the others.

Time flew by so fast, that you stepped into Friday and realized, today you were going to find out who was going to stick around. Shaila texted you 5 to come a bit earlier in her trailer, where she was going to announce the winner.

'' Right. So, I want to preface by saying you are all talented. That is why you got here in the first place, which was already a big step. With that being said-'' She grabbed some papers, looking through them.

'' I want to thank you girls for having you here. You helped us a lot, as much as you also learned a bit of how the magic happens in these chairs.'' She used her free hand to slap the back of one of the chairs.

'' Alright. This was tough. But the final answer is…''

''Yn. Congratulations.'' She said in a neutral tone, clearly trying to hide her excitement.

You squealed in happiness, hugging Shaila and then each girl in return. You could tell they were looking at you bitterly, but you couldn`t do anything about that.

'' No hard feelings?'' You asked them.

They smiled sadly, hugging you one last time, before they were all escorted out. You barely had any time to let this new information sink in, when the young actors were already making their way inside. You locked eyes with Alex, grinning from ear to ear, nodding your head, silently telling him that you won.

He immediately understood your message, sprinting towards you and picking you up, spinning you softly. He laughed in happiness, and then with a newfound boldness, he attacked your lips. You gasped, taken completely by surprise, but nonetheless enjoying it.

The guys whistled, and when Alex pulled away, Marco patted him aggressively on the back, as a congratulation.

Shaila fully entrusted you this day to work on Alex alone, and when the three actors left the trailer, Alex rushing to plant another kiss on your lips, the woman pulled some brand new black t-shirts out of a cabinet, with the History Channel logo on them, handing you the clothes.

'' Welcome to the Vikings team, dear. We will need you around here.'' She greeted you officially, hugging you.

#fluff #vikings fic #alex hogh andersen #alex høgh andersen imagine #alex høgh x reader #alex høgh andersen x you #first kiss #protective #forehead kisses #alex hogh x reader

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thepaperpanda · 2 years

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Lights Above Our Heads || Alex Hogh Andersen x fem!reader

Masterlist ❄

Summary: A charming spectacle awaits you when Alex takes you on a tour of the mountains

Warnings: none :)

Word count: 1289

Authors: Fenrir & Cass

A/N: today’s prompt: Watching the Northern Lights

It had been one of the coldest winters in a long time. A cold winter like this would freeze the blood of anyone who didn't take sufficient care to stay warm at heart and core. However, despite the coldness engulfing the world, Alex decided to take a little trip with you, his beloved girlfriend.

As Alex crossed another snowdrift while wearing a thick, red, 66°North jacket, thick, black pants and boots reaching slightly above his ankles, and a black hat pulled over his head, he glanced over his shoulder to see if you followed him. "Is everything okay there, Y/N? We're close!"

Angrily waving your hand at him, you nodded, saying, "It's fine! I'm just questioning my life choices here!"

As Alex made his way back to you through the snow, he offered you his gloved hand as he improved the camera case on his shoulder. He made sure you were walking after his traces in the snow, saying, "Come on, I'll help you."

Sighing deeply, you squeezed his hand and vowed to never let him drag you on another adventure again.

As the two of you walked up an icy, snow-covered hill, he reminded you firmly, "With all due respect, hun, you've always wanted it yourself. I want to see the northern lights, that's what you've been repeating like a fucking mantra."

You bit back a little sarcastically, "With all due respect, hun, I don't want any more trips if it means freezing my ass off in a mountain of snow!"

"You don't have to be a drama queen. It's not that bad," Alex commented, squeezing your hand a few times. You haven't been far north, trust me, it can be much worse."

After walking in silence for a bit, Alex made a brief stop near a fallen fir tree, all covered in snow. "What a beautiful scenery, isn't it, darling? Can you pose for me?"

As you walked up to him, rubbing your hands together, you murmured, "It's going to cost you, love."

"It will cost me, okay, but what?" He teased back.

"A kiss," you smiled, tapping your cheek.

Alex didn't need to be told twice - he hugged you, pulled you closer, but before kissing your cheek, he rubbed your noses together.

Before pulling away to pose for him, you laughed and grabbed his chin to kiss him properly.

While Alex was setting his camera, he instructed you what to do with your hair falling from underneath your woolen hat. As soon as he put the lens on, he took several shots, changing the parameters every time to achieve more depth from the pictures. "You make the perfect model, sweetheart."

As you winked at him, you replied, "I want to hear that when you take care of me once I get sick again."

He gave you a look with an eye roll. "Don't make a duck face, baby, we're not taking a selfie."

"Why! I look sexy with a duck face! You could take some fun pictures, so we have a souvenir of our trip."

Even though he didn't want to admit it, you were right. As Alex packed his camera back into its case, he sat down on the fallen fir tree next to you. "Thank you for taking a week off from work. It has been quite a while since we were somewhere together."

With a soft aww sound, you kissed his cheek. "The first reason is that I wouldn't let you go alone, and the second is that you asked so nicely that I couldn't refuse, plus I needed a break from my job."

Alex wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer, enjoying the moment and your presence while staying silent. "Is it okay to continue climbing the hill now? Have you rested?"

"A few more minutes?" You asked, nuzzling closer to him. "I just want to savor the moment a bit longer."

In the moments before he commented, Alex straightened his back after noticing something. "Babe, take a look at that!"

The aurora lights played above. In the midnight blue, the northern lights were a river of green.

Taking a moment to look up, you whispered quietly, "Wow... Is that it?"

"Yes, yes it is."

You said eagerly, "C'mon! Don't sit like a stick! Grab your camera and take some pictures! And we should take a picture together! With lights in the background, it will look so pretty hanging in our bedroom."

"Don't worry, they won't vanish anytime soon," he assured, resting his chin on your shoulder while looking up while making sure to hold you as close as possible. "Let me savor this moment a little longer."

Your smile softened, and you took his hand, moving even closer. As you nuzzled him, you whispered, "You know? I love you."

"I love you too," Alex mumbled quietly and kissed your cheek after. "Despite your sometimes bratish behavior. Even if you are easily offended by irrelevant things. No matter how moody you are."

"You like it when I am bratty. You simply love to put me in the right place."

As Alex slowly opened his camera case, he said, "Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't, especially when I'm fed up with your bullshit." He asked you to hold his Canon camera while he set the tripod after making all the adjustments.

You scoffed loudly, "For sure babe, I will remember this next time." When he wasn't looking at you, you took the opportunity to gently poke his ribs.

Alex mounted his camera on the tripod and set the self-timer. After wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you closer, looking down at you for a moment before kissing you.

Once you were certain the picture was perfect, you kissed him back and pulled away to say, "I love you so much, my talented fiancé."

As Alex went to look at the outcome, he raised both thumbs up with a smirk on his face. "It's perfect! Can't wait to frame it, but let me try something else!" After turning the self-timer again, he returned to you and picked you up in bridal style; his eyes never left yours. "I love you."

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you confessed, "I love you too. I love you more than anything."

As Alex stopped paying attention to the camera, he kissed you tenderly for long enough that he had to break the kiss in order to breathe. As soon as he set you down, he adjusted the hat on your head, so you wouldn't get colder; and then he headed back to take more pictures of the northern lights. "I'm so fucking glad we came to Norway, darling."

You stared up at the sky and the beautiful lights dancing above, thinking about all the memories and plans you two had shared.

The sky shimmered with the green and yellow hues of the aurora; the silence of the spectacle added to its charm. The two of you were just staring silently into the dark as you enjoyed the silence and the stars above. In those moments, all your troubles seemed to fade away, and the world seemed to be at peace. Lights danced in front of you and stretched across the sky. Color was dancing across the sky and it almost appeared to be putting on a show, just for the two of you.

Slowly, you improved your scarf. "My happiness is the same as yours, Alex."

Alex turned his camera into recording mode and pointed it at the sky, then he returned to you. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders after sitting by your side. "I love you, Y/N."

Your hearts were set ablaze by the northern lights dancing silently above your heads.

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ivarlover · 1 year

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UNEXPECTED Part 1

(Sequel #3 to UNLEASHED)

Alex + Modern Ivar

Mentions of Female Reader + Hvitserk

This was supposed to be just a one-shot but the story has come alive and the need to write more can't be ignored. At this point, I have no idea how many chapters this will end up consiating of. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it! 🔥

Summary: During a hot weekend with your classmate, Alex, and his best friend, Ivar, the two of them had their own fun together. And now, it had turned into an entire relationship between the two of them that neither of them had seen coming. Now, that reality had set in, they navigate the relationship and all that comes along with it, the good, the bad, and the unexpected.

Inspired by a naughty conversation with a friend of mine. 😍 (You know who you are).

Warnings, The sequel in general: Totally NSFW, Unprotected anal sex (male receiving), oral, male to male contact and more, a bad case of the feels, and smut, with me, there is ALWAYS smut 🤣 Each chapter will have it's own warnings.

This chapter: Prejudices and discrimination against same sex relationships and couples, gay slurs, Ivar's and Hvitserk's response to that, male to male contact, the beginnings of a little smut, of course, the feels, mentions of Ivar's ex love and what looks like her being back in town.

Please leave a comment and let me know what you think!

Words: I don't know; there are many, many words 🤣

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It had been about a month now. Alex and Ivar had made things official and were now navigating the reality of a serious relationship. For the most part, it was just like any other serious relationship. They hung out and watched movies together, they had dinner together, and found themselves spending most of their free time with eachother. Of course, the time they'd spent making love was some of the best time they'd spent together. It had only made them even closer and stronger as a couple. They had learned so much about eachother and even about themselves. They'd even been on a date or two and were quite pleased with how people just seemed to accept them as a couple when they'd see them hold hands or give eachother quick kisses. Yes, strangers seemed to be okay with whatever they witnessed between Alex and Ivar and the two of them couldn't be happier.

It was the family part that Alex was particularly concerned about, but Ivar had told him to stop worrying about it and to let them find out on their own time and they'd deal with it whenever it happened. Alex had done his best to take his advice but he'd often think about it if there was a night like tonight when they may run into someone while they were out.

They also spent a lot of time with you and Hvitserk, who were now dating pretty exclusively as well, and were planning on going on a double date this evening to a new restaurant that Hvitserk was dying to try out.

You picked Alex up from his place and the two of you headed to the Lothbrok's to join Ivar and Hvitserk.

"So, you guys really seem happy together, Alex," you said to him as you pulled away from his place.

He smiled, "We really are, Y/N. I honestly can't remember the last time I was this happy with someone. I think it's because we were friends first. I've known Ivar for years." Alex's entire face lit up when he spoke about Ivar and it made you smile.

"Well, I hate to be the one who says, 'I told you so,' but well, I told you so," you laughed.

"Shut up," Alex rolled his eyes.

"Can I ask you something that may be a little too personal and if you don't feel comfortable answering, you don't have to."

"Of course you can," Alex answered curiously.

"Well, I was just wondering, umm, well, do you miss being with a woman? Or will the two of you have a woman with you from time to time?"

Alex chuckled at your question, "Well, honestly, it's kind of the same as being with a woman and then getting into a relationship with one. Sure, you still see other attractive women sometimes, but it's not like you're going to leave the one you love just to try to be with someone else. So yeah, I'm not blind. I still see a pretty woman sometimes but I don't go after them because I love Ivar. I don't really miss being with a woman because he fulfills me and my every desire." Alex smiled pridefully.

You couldn't help but smile at his honesty. "Wow, Alex! That's really damn sweet. I can only hope to be loved and appreciated like that one day."

He looked over to you, "I'm sure you will be and surprisingly enough," he laughed, "Probably by Hvitserk."

You were stunned and couldn't help but smile.

Then, changing the tone to a more serious one, you asked, "Alex, can I ask you something else?"

"Of course."

"Well, I'm just curious about something. I've seen Ivar at his place and at the bar when he's not with you. Sometimes, he seems, I don't know, almost like a tyrant who'd rip your throat out as sure as to look at you. He seems murderous when he speaks to their brother, Segard, on the phone even, but when he's with you, he's completely different. He's kind and so sweet and loving and caring. It's like he's bipolar or something. Seriously. Not to offend you, just that's what he makes me think sometimes. And, umm, I just want to make sure when it's just the two of you, that you're, well, ok. Because, it ain't nothing for me to cut a bitch!" You laughed nervously.

Alex smiled at your concern. He understood it but thought it was really cute. He thought for a moment and then answered, "The tyrant in Ivar is just like a kid throwing a temper tantrum, But yes, he actually has access to an axe! So yeah, you have to know him to know how to handle his mood swings." Alex laughed. "And no, he'd never hurt me, Y/N. I have no doubt about this. You just have to understand him, make him feel loved and safe and help him understand he actually is good enough. And then show him that he is. Love him fearlessly and reassure him. When he starts to flip the fuck out, all I have to do is stand beside him and pull him in for a hug and tell him I love him."

As you stopped the car at a light, you looked over to him and smiled. "Wow, Alex, that's super sweet that you know that much about him and how to help him." It seriously warmed your heart. "You do love him, huh?"

"I definitely do. And this was all true when we were just friends, too. He's just always had to be reassured about things but he's really good at hiding it. It's just that, well, I know him," Alex blushed.

You placed your hand over his and squeezed as you drove away from the light. "Well, he's lucky to have you, Alex."

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"Reservations for four for Lothbrok," Hvitserk told the hostess.

"Yes, right this way," she said to Hvitserk, looking him up and down as she looked over to Ivar and did the same thing.

"You know her? Because she clearly wants to know you," you giggled and whispered to Hvitserk as the four of you walked behind her.

"No, I don't but what can I say? She knows a good thing when she sees it," he winked at you, "Just like you did, sweetheart." He grinned widely and leaned down and kissed you on your forehead.

The four of you were seated and began looking over the menus. The waiter finally came for your drink orders. As he approached the table, he looked at Ivar who had his hand over Alex's, sitting on the table. Ivar began to speak but he moved to the other side of the table and asked Hvitserk, "What will you and the lovely lady be drinking with your meal, sir?"

Hvitserk answered him, "I'll have sweet tea and she'll have martini."

The waiter looked at Hvitserk questioningly, "Seriously? You come here and all you order is tea? Really?" Hvitserk glared at him but didn't respond.

He looked to Ivar and Alex again but this time with a look of disgust. "And umm, you, two? Let me guess. Water? Something 'fruity'?"

Alex squeezed Ivar's hand as he saw the angered look across his face. He whispered, "He's not worth it, babe."

Ivar told him their drink order and the waiter walked away. "Hvitserk, you've got bail money if I need it, right?"

Hvitserk laughed, "I was about to ask you the same thing. Guess we'll have to leave the money with Alex and Y/N because this guy is really pushing my buttons." Everyone at the table laughed. "What a prick!"

When the waiter returned with the drinks, he sat Hvitserk's and yours down in front of the two of you but then sat Alex's and Ivar's down in the middle of the table.

"Umm, excuse me. Are you fucking scared to get too close or what, man? Our love isn't fucking contagious! What's your deal?" Ivar asked challengingly as Alex continued to squeeze his hand, attempting to keep him calm.

"Humm," he responded, "I'm clearly not the one here who has a problem."

He took their order and left the table. The four of you talked and laughed. You always had such a great time when you were together. "I have something to tell you guys," Hvitserk said excitedly.

"Go ahead, brother. What is it?"

"Y/N and I have made it official. She's my girlfriend."

"Awww, Hvitserk, that's great! I'm so happy for you," Ivar patted him on the back.

The waiter walked up with the food tray at this very moment. As he began to practically toss the plates on the table, he looked to Hvitserk and said, "Oh, how great to hear that you're not a queer, too! You've actually chosen right?" Everyone at the table gasped.

Alex grabbed Ivar by the arm, hoping to prevent a scene. Ivar looked at him apologetically. "Sir, I think we've had about enough of your bullshit. Can you please have another waiter tend to our table for the remainder of the evening. We clearly offend you and I think it's better if we no longer have to engage with eachother," Ivar tactfully said, despite his clinched jaw and balled up fists. Alex looked over to Hvitserk and he actually had the same strained look across his face. This couldn't be good.

The waiter dropped the last plate to the table, food falling off of it and onto the table and floor, and held the tray down. He looked Ivar straight in the face and mockingly said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I offend you? Ya know, God made Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve. I don't think there's a waiter in this restaurant that wants to tend to the faggots' table."

Your mouth dropped, and you covered it with your hands in complete shock. Before anyone even knew what was happening and could react, Ivar and Hvitserk both stood up, Ivar, knocking his chair to the floor behind him. As if they'd read eachother's mind, each punched the waiter straight in the face. Hard. The waiter stumbled backward, gasping and bringing his hands to his face as he landed against the wall behind him.

The manager rushed over to their table as nearly the entire restaurant erupted in gasps and whispers and sounds of shock. Everyone was now looking at all the commotion. "Mr, what is going on here?" he immediately asked Ivar.

As Ivar began to respond, the gentleman sitting at the next table came over and interrupted. "I'm sorry to intrude but sir, your employee has been nothing but rude and disrespectful to these young guys since the moment they sat down. They tried their best to ignore him and this fine young man," he patted Ivar on the shoulder, "Even asked for a new waiter to serve them to avoid any more problems. Instead of being professional and doing as requested, your employee insulted them futher and used profanity. If these two hadn't taken matters into their own hands, I just may have myself."

The manager looked to Ivar and then Hvitserk, who had sat back down as nothing had happened and was cramming rolls into his mouth, and said to Ivar, "Wait? Don't I know you?" He looked closer. "Oh my, Mr. Lothbrok? Owner of Lothbrok's And Andersen's bar downtown, right?"

Surprised, Ivar began to answer, when he then recognized the gentleman, too, from the bar. He distinctly remembered him from a few months back when he and his girlfriend had been harrassed in the bar by several drunk men trying to hit on her. Ivar had threatened to cut their hands off and feed them to them if they ever returned to the bar again and had them escorted out and banned from returning.

"Yes, it's me. You can call me Ivar. I remember you. I like what you've done here with the place, but umm, your employee leaves much to be desired," Ivar answered him, reaching his hand out to shake his.

The waiter came rushing to the manager's side, "Well, aren't you going to have these little fruit flies removed for attacking one of your employees? I can't believe these faggots had the balls to put their hands on me! You'll be hearing from my lawyer, you pussy!"

Ivar, murder in his eyes, stepped toward the waiter, who quickly darted behind his manager, cowardly, and Alex instantly stood up to Ivar's side and grabbed his hand and arm and gently squeezed. "He's not worth it, Ivar, even if we do have bail money," he winked. Ivar glanced back at Alex over his shoulder and smiled.

The gentleman from the other table reached inside his jacket and handed Ivar his card, "Let him go ahead and call his lawyer, if he has one at all. You call me and I'll represent you guys for free. This is obsurd that you can't even have a nice meal without being harrassed for something as trivial as your personal choices." He looked at the other guy who was sitting as his table and he stood up and joined him, grabbing and holding his hand. He then looked to the waiter, "You should keep your prejudices to yourself, sir. You have only hurt yourself here. We would have left you a tremendously ridiculous tip. Now, my only tip to you is to mind your own business." He handed the manager a roll of money, "That's for our meal. I hope when we return, we'll see some new faces in here," and he and the other gentleman walked to the door hand in hand.

Ivar smiled as his hand went to his face in shock. The waiter stood to the manager's side and said, "What is this? A restaurant for pansies?Jesus!"

"That's it! You're fired!" The manager stated firmly to the waiter. "Get your things and get out of here!" The waiter tried to prevent himself from getting any closer to Ivar. "Your last check will be mailed to you."

Ivar and the others just watched in shock. "Wait! What? You can't do that! You're really going to fire me? Over these faggots?"

Ivar stepped to him and held up his fist. The waiter stepped backwards and turned toward the back, "Fuck you, then! You're not firing me, I quit!"

Ivar turned to Alex and the others, "Guys, I've lost my appetite. Can we just go?"

Hvitserk's mouth half full, he mumbled, "What? Really?" Alex and Y/N were already standing with Ivar.

The waiter placed his hands on Ivar's shoulders. "I am so extremely sorry. Why don't you guys take your meals with you and it's on the house? It's my promise to you that if you will return, you will be treated like guests of honor and nothing like this imbecile has treated you all this evening. I'm ashamed to have such a person associated with my business."

Ivar and the others agreed to return and accepted his apologies and their free meals, knowing he wasn't to blame, and made their way to the car.

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Hvitserk drove, "We're going back to your place, right Ivar?"

"Yes, I need to give my punching bag a few hard swings so I can release some of this stress. What a dick!" Ivar sighed.

Alex looked at him, across the backseat, eyes wide, panic settling across his face. "What is it, love?" Ivar held his hand a little tighter.

Alex gulped, "Umm, your mom. Isn't she still there?"

Suddenly understanding his nerves, Ivar answered, "Yes, but it's ok. She's probably already sleeping and if she isn't, she still won't make a scene, love. At worst, she'll just stare at us. We've got this. I was planning on talking to her and telling her everything this weekend anyway. It's time she knows you're the love of my life."

Alex blushed as he felt his heart completely melt. Ivar really had a way with words. "Oh my fuck! Man, you guys are so sugary sweet, you give me fucking cavities. Get a damn room already!" Hvitserk laughed from the front seat and Ivar thumped him in the back of the head.

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After warming their food back up, the four of you sat around Ivar's huge dining table, eating. "This is what we should have done to begin with. It's way more comfortable and we don't have to worry about opinionated assholes. I'm so sorry that guy was so rude to guys," you said, between bites.

As Alex began to respond, Aslaug walked in and headed to join them at the table. "Who was rude to my boys? Let me at 'em," she pulled out a chair and sat down, mockingly holding up her fist. Alex nearly choked on his food and began to cough. "Are you ok, dear? Would you like me to get you a glass of water?"

Alex swallowed his food, "No, no thanks. I'm, umm, I'm fine," he studdered, "Thank you, though."

She looked back and forth, questioningly, between Alex and Ivar and then asked, "So what did I miss? Humm?"

And there was that critical stare of hers again that Alex wished he could escape. "Nothing, mom. We were just out and decided to come back here instead. So we can enjoy eachother's company in peace."

Aslaug stared at each of them, oddly quiet, sitting around the table. "Humm, well, ok," she glared at Ivar. "I only came in to make a cup of coffee so I can stay awake to finish my book. I'll leave you guys be." She stood up from the table and headed to the coffee pot. Turing back around she added, "But Ivar? Umm, I need to talk to you about something very important later, ok, dear?"

"Sure, mom. Not a problem. I've been wanting to talk to you about something pretty important, too."

Alex couldn't hide his surprise as his eyes widened. Ivar reached over and placed his hand over Alex's knee, just under the table, and patted him, not easing any of the anxiety Alex felt but he still appreciated the gesture.

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The rest of the evening was pretty nice. Alex, Ivar, and Y/N had a few beers as, Hvitserk had coke, while they watched a movie on TV. The four of them laughed and talked and cracked jokes most of the evening.

Ivar sat back and just took it all in. This was the life. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been this content with everything going on in his life.

"Well, it's getting late. I should be leaving," Alex said once they turned the TV off after the movie.

"What? I thought you'd stay?" Ivar really didn't want him to go. "Y/N is staying, too, aren't you?" He looked over at you for confirmation.

"Yes, Hvitserk made that clear earlier," you laughed.

"Well, it's just.. well, your mom is here. And I know this is your last night with her since she's flying back home tomorrow. And, honestly, I really don't want to be here when you have that talk with her," his voice was shaky.

Hvitserk interrupted as Ivar started to reply. "Dude! Chill! I've told you before, Ivar can handle mom," he laughed. "And anyway, how do you plan on getting home? None of us are going to drive you. And you already know, since Ivar chose to live here out in the middle of nowhere, there's no Uber coming out this far to get you either." He grinned widely, waiting to hear Alex's comeback.

However, it was Ivar who responded. "I'll drive you home. If that's really what you want. Don't listen to Hvitserk, here," he glared at Hvitserk and slapped him on the back of the head. "I do wish you'd consider staying, though. This is my home and you are always welcome."

Alex looked at Ivar, wanting to take him up on the offer and thinking maybe he could get him to stay with him back at his place once they arrived, but as he soon as their eyes met, he knew he couldn't tell him no. When could he ever deny this man?

"Umm, it's ok. I'll stay here, Ivar. I just don't want to be with you for the talk with your mom. Promise me that and I'll happily stay," Alex knew he was a total sucker and laughed to himself.

Ivar grabbed him at the back of his neck and pulled him closer and told him, "Deal," just as he landed a kiss on his plump lips.

Just as their kiss started to intensify, Hvitserk laughed at them, "And that would be our cue to go, Y/N, and leave these two to it." He stood up and reached his hand out to you and you placed yours in his, standing up beside him. "Damn, they didn't even come up for air. Let's go practice the same thing in my room," he smiled at you.

You hit him on the shoulder, "You're incorrigible, Hvitserk."

"And you love every bit of it," he grinned back at you, smacking you on the ass. "Let's go!" And he was right so you followed him to his room.

A little dazed, Alex pulled away from Ivar. "I hope your kisses always have this type of effect on me," he blushed, "But Ivar, I don't think we should be out here in the living room."

Ivar stood and answered, "Then follow me."

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Once Ivar's door was closed, he instantly grabbed Alex and twirled him around to face him, wrapping his arms tightly around him at his waist. Looking him deeply in his eyes, Alex asked, "Why do you want me to stay here with you so badly, Ivar?"

"Duh, because I love you and well," his cheeks turned a light shade of pink, "It's just not possible for me to leave you alone."

A gentle smile stretching across Alex's mouth, he bit his bottom lip. "I'd like to bite that lip, too," Ivar flirted, smiling his devilish grin from ear to ear. Alex leaned in and kissed Ivar softly as Ivar did just as he'd mentioned and sucked Alex's bottom lip into his mouth and bit it. Alex's entire body tensed and twitched.

Gazing into Alex's eyes, Ivar slowly pulled Alex's shirt up and off of his body, his fingers lightly tracing along Alex's chest. His touches sent chills throughout Alex's body.

Ivar began kissing down Alex's neck, to his collarbone, then continued to his chest. The light, feathered kisses had Alex's breathing irratic and uneven. As Ivar continued, his hands slowly followed, lightly grazing Alex's body. The kisses and touches were so sensual that Alex felt lightheaded.

As Ivar got lower, he dropped to his knees and looked up at Alex, who was looking down at him in awe. Ivar continued to praise his body with licks and kisses as his hands reached his belt line. He slowly began to unfasten Alex's belt and pants while continuing to smother him with his kisses and nibbles, driving Alex wild with desire.

At this very moment, they both heard Ivar's bedroom door swing open and Aslaug's voice enter the room, "Ivar, we need to talk! Of all the people on this planet, I ran into Katia today in the mall and she's not just back, she's back for good. You'll never believe the reason she's here and why she needs to see you, pretty much immediately. She has your...." and it was at that moment that her eyes caught movement and she looked up.

There she saw Alex standing in the middle of the room, shirtless, with Ivar kneeled in front of him, practically worshiping his body, with his hands and mouth all over him.

Completely stunned, without even thinking, she let go of her coffee cup, all but the handle, and it swung forward spilling it's contents to the floor before sliding the rest of the way off of her fingers and smashing to the floor. She gasped as her other hand came to cover her mouth in complete shock.

Simultaneously, they both looked up to her, equally shocked, and Ivar yelled, "MOTHER! GET OUT! Don't you ever knock? OUT! NOW!"

Aslaug hesitated, her brain trying to process everything she'd just seen, and Ivar yelled again, "MOTHER, PLEASE! GET OUT! NOW!" She turned to the door and then stumbled back to the mess in floor and began to bend over. "Leave it! Just go, mom! Now! For fuck's sake, go!"

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As the door closed, Ivar rushed to it and locked it, this time wiggling it to be sure it actually closed. Alex practically fell to the edge of the bed, mortified, with his head in his hands.

Ivar came back and sat beside him. Placing his hand on Alex's back, he said, "I-I'm so sorry, Alex. I know that's not how you wanted her to find..."

"Just take me home," Alex interrupted him.

"Alex, look..."

"Please," Alex said, flatly.

Ivar panicked. What was Alex actually saying? Was this too much for him afterall? This had certainly been a very trying evening, at best.

Ivar moved from the bed and squatted down in front of Alex. He gently placed his hands on Alex's, waiting to see how he'd react before he attempted to move them or speak. Alex actually looked up on his own and found Ivar's worried look staring back at him. Alex placed his hand on Ivar's cheek. "Don't start worrying, babe. I'm ok. I-I'm just, umm, humiliated. That was so fucking embarrassing."

Ivar, still concerned, asked, "Because umm, it wa-was," his voice quivered, "With me? Orrr?" he felt so unsure of himself.

"The entire situation, Ivar. I'm not ashamed of you if that's what you're asking. I would've felt the exact same way if it had been with a woman," Alex reassured him. "I mean, man, your MOM walked in on us! Oh my God!"

Ivar sighed a breath of relief. "I'm so sorry, love. I thought the door locked when I closed it. It's my fault." He dropped his head, annoyed at himself.

Alex leaned forward and kissed Ivar on the forehead. "Let's just go to bed. This has been a hell of an evening. I'm exhausted."

Ivar felt the same but asked, "You sure you don't want me to drive you home?"

"I'm sure. I just umm," even after their time together, he still found himself nervous sometimes with Ivar, "I would really fucking love it if you would umm, just umm, hold me tightly until we fall asleep." His face flushed bright red at his admittance.

Ivar's heart melted right then and there. Trying to keep his voice even but severely failing, he answered, "Of course," and stood up. Alex smiled at him.

He went to his bathroom and freshened up, smelling both of his armpits and smiling at himself. He quickly returned, in only his boxers, to find Alex sitting on his bed the same way. Alex gulped, just looking at Ivar's defined chest, and swallowed loudly.

Ivar laughed, "You, too," as he crawled up in the bed beside him. Alex blushed again.

They both laid down, Alex in front of Ivar, spooning. Ivar wrapped his arms around Alex and held him like his life depended on it. He hated that they weren't able to finish what they'd started but he knew the mood had been killed for the night.

He raised up a little and kissed Alex on the cheek as he combed his left hand though Alex's hair. Alex made approving sounds as Ivar continued the motion.

Suddenly, Alex's entire body stiffened and he quickly turned around in Ivar's arms, facing him. "Oh fuck! Ivar, wait."

"What is it? What did I do?"

Ignoring Ivar's automatic assumption of guilt, Alex answered, "Oh my God! Your mom! She said she fucking saw Katia! And that she needed to see you immediately. What the fuck does she want with you after all this time? And why?" Alex began to sweat.

Ivar thought for a moment. He'd barely remembered Aslaug mentioning Katia at all. "Shit! You're right. It was really insignificant information at the moment, given the fact that I was busy with more important things," he winked and kissed Alex on the forehead, "But whatever it is, I honestly don't give a fuck, Alex. She can't just waltz back into my life after all this time and think she can just demand to see me because she suddenly thinks she has something important to say."

"But, Ivar..."

Ivar placed his finger over Alex's lips, "No, Alex. I'm serious. I don't care what she's suddenly decided is important. I wasn't," he grimaced at the hurtful memory of Katia leaving him so easily, like it was nothing, to return to her home in Russia, "And now, she isn't to me anymore. I have you and that's enough for me, love. I've finally moved on and I have no intention of humoring whatever her angle is to speak to me."

Alex thought for a moment, still feeling a little uneasy about everything, but finally said, "Ok, fair enough, but Ivar?"

"Yes, love?"

"Will you promise to let me know if you change your mind or if she just shows up to talk to you? It sounds just like her to show up when you don't ever get in touch with her," he tried not to panic but his gut wouldn't let him.

"I promise," he pulled Alex tighter to him, "But don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. You can't get rid of me that easily." Alex smiled into his chest.

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ivarsrideordie · 2 years

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I've been mulling something over today. I'm not sure if it's any good, but it's worth a shot.

Enjoy!

You sat in the crowd, staring up at the stage. When he walked into the room, a calming energy filled the room. The light flickered off of his sparkling blue eyes. He was beaming with excitement. He bounced around the stage on the balls of his feet as he slightly showed off his appreciation to the people there to see him. He spoke with ease, with confidence. As a person presented a question, he smiled. His head tilted back in thought. He cocked his head to the side, and a grin began to spread across his face. You couldn't help but grin with him. He purposely cracked small jokes as he answered the questions. You could see that he was slightly becoming nervous. A bite on his lip, a nibble on his thumbnail, shifting in his seat. You begged, pleaded with him in your mind to just look your direction and see you. Even if you didn't get to ask a question or meet him or get to take a picture with him. You just wanted to be seen. You didn't want to be invisible. Not to him, never to him. The clock slowly counted down to the end of the time alloted on the stage. By this time, your soul was screaming out to his wishing that he would just glance in your direction. Then you could just pretend he saw you. They took the last questions, and the announcer wrapped up the interview. He stood from his chair with confidence as he scanned the crowd. His eyes locked with yours. Your heart leaped out of your chest as a smile adorned his face. He saw you. Finally he saw you. He blew you a kiss and waved. His eyes said everything you wanted to hear and more. He turned to leave the stage, but before he did, he turned one last time to see you. He had formed his fingers into the heart shape, then pointed at you and winked. He remembered. He remembered it all. Your heart was full and happy again. The crowd quickly left the hall. You sat back in your seat to calm down. You replayed the memory in your head until you knew it was burned into memory.

Quietly, you sighed. "Thank you, Alex."

You heard a man clear his throat behind you.

"Thank me for what, love?" He said in a whisper right behind your ear.

Your heart jumped into your throat. You spun around to see him standing there, smiling at you. His eyes glittered with mischief. He wrapped his strong arms around your waist, pulling you in tight. You rested your head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart like it was calling out just for you.

"For this. For all of this." Your voice muffled from having your face buried in his chest.

"Ah, well, you're welcome, my love. Anything for you."

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synonymouswithanonymous · 2 months

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news articles! Room Character reveal!!! And Wicked!

"Alex Høgh Andersen as Victor: Ingrid’s partner who struggles to understand the weight of Ingrid’s past and its impact on their present."

So he's going to have at least some scenes with Julianne Moore, this is great!! Can't wait to see it! Edited to add imdb updated the cast list, he's #4 in the main cast now! Even with a smallish role, he'll get more exposure as more directors and studios will see him!!

"Their close friendship and shared passion for the musical was evident, and their smiles rubbed off on everyone around them.

- We only got the lines today, but Nanna and I had singing lessons before today, says Johanne and is supplemented by Nanna about what to do with preparations before the test day:

- We have to sing as many times a week. So we have to prepare ourselves that it is 'healthy' to sing so much. We each have different challenges, so it is important to focus on that before you start, she explains.

I'm looking forward to seeing Nanna sing 'Defying Gravity'. I can't wait to see it, and I've heard the soundtrack many times over the summer holidays. I heard it on the plane home from vacation and I bawled and cried on the plane home. I imagined Nanna singing it, Johanne explains.

This shows the strong bond between the two friends, where they support and rejoice in each other's successes. Nanna also shares her feelings about this challenge."

😍😍😍 love it! They're both so beautiful and lovely! 💖💖

And yay, he's having a ball (pun intended 😜) at Smukfest, playing in Smukbold! And a side shot from 8/6/24 bernerkuhl fashion show/opening.

#alex høgh andersen #johanne milland #alex hogh andersen #alex hoegh andersen #alex hogh #lovely couple #gingers rule #alex høgh #pedro almodóvar #the room next door #wicked the musical #wicked #nanna rossen

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luvrodite · 11 months

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just wanted to let you know that i love all your jason fics so much 😍😍😍 i wanted to ask if you have like a fancast for him? i always imagine alex høgh andersen because i think he’d be a great jason haha he’s very hot lol but what about you? 👀 just curious!! once again, thank you for your work it’s literally the best! ❤️❤️❤️

nonnie hiiii!!! thank you so so much!!! i actually don't have a fan cast for him which is wild because i've liked him so long you'd figure i would have by now, but i think i'm so fussy about that sort of thing because no celebrity i know really fits the idea of him i have in my head. i remember the matthew daddario fancasts from way back when and i didn't mind those but i always felt he just wasn't quite right (for me personally)

BUT that being said. the closest i've ever come to in my 21 years of living of finding someone that looks like him was this UPS driver i saw in 2017 in america who i swear to God looked exactly like him. literally the randomest thing ever to happen. i was 15 years old going for a walk with my family and i looked over and there was this man, dark haired, angular pretty boy features, i can't remember if he had tattoos or not but every time i remember him i think of how much he looked like jason. blew little 15 year old me's mind.

i wish i could transport the blurry memory of this guy into your mind because it's such a core memory for me LMFAO

#love letters 💌#jay my heart #loverboy 💌

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hoghtastic · 20 days

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New Interview for Soundvenue — English translation:

ALEX HØGH ANDERSEN ON A GREAT INTERNATIONAL OPPORTUNITY: “IT’S A CLASSIC IMPOSTER SYNDROME!” Alex Høgh Andersen got through an ultra-narrow needle's eye before getting a role in the new film by Spanish master Pedro Almódovar starring Tilda Swinton and Julianne Moore. We spoke to the actor before the world premiere of 'The Room Next Door' at the Venice Film Festival at the start of next week.

VENICE FILM FESTIVAL. As a former lead actor in one of the world's most popular series in recent times, Alex Høgh Andersen is no novice when it comes to working on large international productions.

But still, it was something very special to get the chance in a film by none other than Pedro Almódovar. The man behind new classics such as 'Talk to Her', 'All About My Mother', 'Volver' and 'Pain and Glory'. The greatest Spanish director in recent times. One of the greatest auteurs in recent times.

Alex Høgh Andersen broke through internationally with 'Vikings', before he made a name for himself at home with roles in films such as Ole Bornedal's 'The Shadow in My Eye' and 'Nightwatch — Demons Are Forever'. Most recently, he has shown a new side of his talent as the creator of the comedy series 'Call Me Dad', where he also played the lead role.

But now abroad has pulled him in again with a prominent project to say the least. 'The Room Next Door' is Almódovar's first English-language film, it has Tilda Swinton and Julianne Moore in the two main roles, and it will have a glamorous world premiere at the Venice Film Festival at the beginning of next week.

A world premiere that Alex himself is not going to attend, which means that I [the interviewer], as a Venice broadcast, get to see the film before him.

"Of course I would have liked to have been on the sidelines, but it's Pedro and the two female stars' film, so it makes good sense that it's just them running the show," he says. FROM SUPERMAN TO ALMÓDOVAR 'The Room Next Door' is about the relationship between the mother and war correspondent Martha (Swinton) and the writer Ingrid (Moore). We still don't know much more about the film — apart from the fact that it has had a beautiful and atmospheric teaser — and Alex also has to keep his cards close to his body before it sees the light of day. He can tell that he's playing an American war veteran — but that's more or less it. On the other hand, he can tell how he landed the role. "It's rare that you get something like this if you don't know someone or have had a coffee together at a festival or something. But here it was in a very classic way, where I was given the opportunity to make a self-tape via my American agent. Those e-mails with opportunities for self-tapes tend to be pretty lame and identical, but then there are times when you get to cast in the next Superman movie, and you give it a shot, even if you know that's not going to happen", he begins. "And then there are other times when you think, 'Maybe this could make sense'. And when I was told that it was Pedro Almódovar's next, I thought that this is exciting enough." "So I shot the self-tape at home in the bedroom with the help of my girlfriend, and then I went on to something as mind-blowing as Zoom castings with the Spanish casting agency with a delay on the line, where I had to have ptsd and imagine a burning house. I then had two or three of them at intervals of a month and a half, and I kept going forward. I thought: What's going on?" HUGE CHALLENGE Why were you surprised? "Because I'm playing a full-blown American character. A war veteran who returns home from Vietnam with scars on his soul. They could just as easily have chosen an American actor, but they went with me, and I'm really proud of that, even though I almost feel like I've been tricked into an American role! So when we were recording, it was also just about no one having anything on me, I just had to drive that American completely fluently, without anyone being able to hear anything. Now we have to see if it has succeeded! But it was a huge challenge". Yeah, how did you go about nailing that American accent? "We had a dialect coach who was half American and half Spanish. He was so nice. And we talked a lot, but from the start he was very much like, 'we have to make small adjustments, but you're pretty much on target, Alex'. I was very surprised by that! But when the music plays and you're sitting in Madrid, and there are 300 people on set, and you have 1000 things to remember while the camera is rolling… the first thing that comes to mind is the adopted American accent. And I was well aware of that. So it was something about being extra up to speed".

I remember Nikolaj Coster-Waldau talking about how difficult it was for him to nail the American accent 100% correctly, even though he had lived in the US for many years… "Yes, I also felt far out in the deep water, but it was a classic fake it 'till you make it. But I haven't even done a post-sync on it. Not that it makes me calmer, quite the opposite! It's anxiety-provoking, as for good reasons I couldn't hear for myself whether the accent was 100% there, whereas I always have a sense of the quality of my acting when I work in Danish." "Fortunately, I was so privileged to be on a production with an auteur of that caliber, where there is time. It is the first time I have experienced that there is such a good time. Also time to be able to prepare the way we did. I spent more time preparing for the shoot than shooting. I pretty much spent all of February in Madrid being on standby and prepping and back and forth. If Pedro wants something, it happens. It was an insanely privileged experience to be on the sidelines."

SHIT NERVOUS

How was your first meeting with Almódovar? "I was fucking nervous. But it was also still during casting. There were two of us left and I was flown to Madrid. I talked to him a bit — about the weather, they apologized for the weather because it was a bit cold. But it was the first sun I had seen in four months in the middle of the Danish winter, so I thought it was delicious. We laughed a little at that." "But it was a crazy experience to enter his office. 10 years ago I studied his films at Film and Media Studies, and then I sit there and look at the pictures behind him with Penelope Cruz and Antonio Banderas, etc., next to some of his many awards."

How does he direct differently than what you've tried before? "It's just crazy to experience how much focus there is on the details. Nothing is left to chance. We recorded an hour north of New York in a very nice house from the 70s. The art department was ready with four different fabric samples, in four different shades of orange, which he must then choose for the curtain in the background of the scene." "They put a light on me for an hour, where I just sat by. Usually you use a stand-in, but I didn't want to, I just wanted to be there and see how they set up the lights and how their anthills roam and work together and make things happen. That's what I love most about my job, just absorbing. An hour's lighting alone on my closeup - I've never tried that before." THE VERDICT OF REAL AMERICANS

How did you feel about being in a movie with Julianne Moore and Tilda Swinton at the top of the poster? "The first time I went to work, there was an overview of the cast. Tilda Swinton and Julianne Moore were at the top, and I was number 4 or 5 on the list. There I thought: When will they find out that I cheated for the role? It was classic imposter syndrome!"

Do you hope this role can open new doors in your career? "I have thrown that hope away a long time ago. I know that everything possible comes into play that you have no control over. Like how an industry suddenly collapses when I come home from 'Vikings' and think, now I just have to get out of there, and then comes corona and the writer's strike and the Create Denmark conflict at home. So no, not that way." "My biggest hope is really just that some real Americans see the film and think, he's done just fine, that guy. And otherwise I'm just extremely happy to have had this experience. Who the hell am I to be allowed to go to New York to play smart!?"

'The Room Next Door' will have its Danish premiere on 31st October.

#alex høgh andersen #the room next door #interview #translation #soundvenue #julianne moore #tilda swinton #pedro almodóvar

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NAME. Magnús / Sébastien AGE & BIRTH DATE. 32 & December 5th, 2992 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him NATIONALITY. Iskaran SPECIES. Changeling FACTION. Merchant's Guild OCCUPATION. Acquirer of Rare Goods FACE CLAIM. Alex Høgh Andersen / Emilien Vekemans

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Greed; the intense and selfish desire for something more. Wealth, power, the simplicity of having an entire life mapped out before one’s self. In a barren room, with lack of warmth or happiness, a small Iskaran child wondered what sort of life he could have beyond the walls of his measly home. He had heard stories of the king and his children; rumors of the elvhen kind just beyond the lands of his heritage; and even the stories that his mother used to whisper to him of raiders upon the waves of the water or those that crept within the shadows. An imagination had been cultivated since he was a small boy, for if he were imagining what life could be like with an ocean breeze or with an adventure to call his own, then he would not be reminded of the rumble that settled within his stomach.

Born of nothing and with nothing, Magnús had always known that his life would amount to only what skills he could learn from his father. But had that ever been enough for him? For a small boy that dreamed of riches, of power, of what he could acquire with his own two hands. What was a life if he had to work his hands to the bone? If each morning left him with blisters and bruises for the evening? A merchant’s life had been what he was born into, of vegetation to be sold off instead of being placed upon his plate. How absolutely cruel life was, to taunt a family with the food that they could harvest but without the coin to be able to keep some for themselves. For if they kept the vegetation, they would not have the means for the animals necessary, nor the meat that would be incorporated into their meals, nor the clothes that the young boy quickly outgrew.

It were these continuously growing reasons that put the ideas within a young boy’s mind, of a life that he would acquire for himself. Even if it meant dirtying his hands, even if it meant shedding some blood for the rights that he deserved. How or why he deserved them, Magnús did not know. Perhaps it was his imagination, perhaps it was that ego that somehow had manifested itself within him. Or perhaps it was that ever present sin that flourished within his heart, that pushed him into a life that had not been what he’d been born into.

How a young boy with no means would acquire such a life would be unknown to him. Until the day came when he finally met that soul that lived within him, that had unknowingly shared his body since only a few days after he had been born. Within the water of a bucket, he caught sight of the face that was not his own. Young, just as he had been, with freckles that did not match his own. With eyes that did not darken as his own had always done. Vibrant blue that countered his own, it was as if they were complete opposites of each other. And they were, at first, as one found the moment intriguing while the other worried over what this could possibly mean. Two souls, seemingly trapped in the same body, neither understanding the ramifications. Yet, being the son of a merchant well distributed throughout the community came with its own benefits.

Magic had long since been outlawed within the kingdom, those who possessed it hunted down within the streets of any such city, which meant that a certain level of care would need to be taken. Magnús could not simply go around asking any who happened across his path. Not unless he wanted to fall under the gaze of one of the king’s witchers. An idea had nestled itself within his thoughts, of what magic he may possess, given the face that stared back at him in reflections. His mother had long ago told him a story, of elvhen kind hiding their own within a mortal being. While her stories had been marked with holes, missing information that she herself had never come to know, it was enough for the young boy to go off of. Enough for him to travel into the neighboring city, where his father and he often traded and sold their crops, so that he may ask the right questions to hopefully the right individuals.

Changelings; it would be the information that he garnered. Rumors and stories of elvhen kind born with the Blight within them, fated to die if they were not joined with a mortal child born beneath the same constellation. A blood ritual of sorts, that would allow the elvhen child to be healed enough to survive, while the human child lost a part of themselves to make room. It had all seemed rather selfish to Magnús’ ears, given that he had been the one to give up parts of himself. Parts of his soul. That is, until he had come to understand what this would mean. For while he had lost parts of himself, he had gained something far more valuable. A gift that would ensure all those dreams of his would eventually come true. Wealth, power; any and all of the greed that his heart yearned for.

A mix of mortal and elvhen, it had not come quickly the powers that he now possessed. Days had been spent amid the varying cities and towns that he could reach within a day or two, listening to rumors and stories of those that claimed they knew of the elvhen kind. Whether that were their rituals, their history, or the strengths that had come so naturally to them. Magnús took it all in, as did his counterpart, who understood the consequences that now nestled upon their shoulders should they allow anyone to uncover their secret. It hadn’t taken long for either of them to understand, that if even one soul willing enough to turn them in discovered what they were, it would surely be the mines or worse — death.

The simple life of a farmer’s son had turned into a life of survival, one that would put a night of hunger to shame. Strengths unlike what Magnús would have possessed on his own ensured that the changeling did not find himself going hungry for another night, nor did his parents, even though they worried where the sudden food had come from. Day after day ensured that survival was met, in the simplest of forms, until the day to day no longer intrigued the changeling. Why would he bother himself with just getting by when an entire world awaited him? When riches and foods beyond his wildest imagination could be his? Two faces for the price of one, but what if they had three? Or four?

It had come out of nowhere, this special gift that seemed possessed only by few. A gentle touch of one hand to another, and the changeling found that it was an unknown face that obscured their own. No longer the features of Magnús, no more the bright blue eyes of Sébastien; this face was one of someone neither of them knew, but it was the beginning of something far greater than either of them could imagine. Why would they bother with the life of a farmer? A merchant? Why settle for anything less than the greatest power of all

Sébastien had been the one to argue it at first, to not set their ambitions too high; to settle for something less. Perhaps a business owner, or a Jarl of a smaller community. Yet Magnús did not want to govern over a small, unimportant community. He did not want to hide within the far reaches of the kingdom, to have only the smallest bit of power upon his fingertips. Greed; it was indeed the intense and selfish desire for something more. And the human wanted more, more, more. So he had set his sights upon the biggest prize of them all, the throne at the heart of the kingdom. Perhaps he would take the mad king’s face for himself, laugh after each preaching he gave of why magic did not belong within the kingdom. Though, how long would the king’s hold upon the crown last, as his mind seemed to dwindle with each new day. No, perhaps Magnús would set his sights lower, to the prince that was destined for the crown. Or the princess that would have power without the responsibilities upon her fingertips.

It had been within the city where the royal family resided that the changeling had stumbled, their possessions stored within a home that was not their own when the kingdom had been attacked. Helskorn Bastion had been the first, before the settlement of Hrafntun had fallen next; one city after the next, before the destruction had reached the entire kingdom. It had been luck that followed the changeling back to the home they had acquired, to the possessions that they had stored within it. And it had been luck that found them amid the rest of the refugees, with an unassuming face that obscured their own, until both human and elvhen could be certain they were safe. Or rather, they could acquire what they needed without falling under detection of those witchers that still crept around them.

personality

+ passionate, understanding, affectionate – hedonistic, short-tempered, gullible

played by cheryl. cst. she/her.

#the temptation #changeling

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hoteldreamss · 20 days

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Ivar the boneless || imagine

Метки: ранения; флафф; лёгкая грусть

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Потерять тебя даже на день из виду уже было для Ивара трагедией. Но когда тебя нигде не было после битвы, он чувствовал, как паника захватывает его. Но Боги явно всё же сжалились над ним, когда его люди принесли тебя, без сознания, израненную, еле дышащую, в грязи и крови. Ты на руках одного из крупных мужчин. Прикрытые глаза, свободно свисающая рука, заставляя на мгновение задуматься, что ты ушла из этого мира, грязные волосы с остатками опавшей сухой листвы, твоя кожа частями виднелась из-под слоя грязи, одежда помятая, но кажется её было больше раньше.

Он выдыхает с облегчением, но в груди сердце предательски сжимается. Это было чудом, что тебя смогли найти. Его люди говорят, что ты была у какой-то женщины в жуткой хижине, может именно она не позволила тебе умереть.

Твоё бессознательное тело лежит на вашей с Иваром кровати, ты накрыта мехами, рабы очистили тебя от всей грязи и распутали твои волосы. Единственный свободный целитель обработал раны и наложил повязки.

Ивар наблюдает за его работой, глаза слипаются от усталости. Пара свечей возле тебя дают немного света. Ивар занял бывшую королевскую спальню, расположившись там с тобой.

Когда старый и на вид дряхлый мужчина заканчивает, Ивар смотрит на него с ожиданием. Старик кажется совсем напуган, и заставляет Ивара понять, что ничего хорошего ждать не придётся.

— Говори уже, — рявкает Ивар.

— Она дышит, но раны серьёзные... должно быть она потеряла много крови. Нельзя быть уверенным, что она придёт в себя.

Ивар опираясь на костыль поднимается со своего места, делая всего пару шагов к кровати, на которой тебя расположили.

— Её кожа выглядит хорошо, нет бледности мертвеца, она дышит, и заражения ран тоже нет. С чего бы ей умирать?! — С каждым словом он наращивает интонацию и в конце срывается на крик.

Старик вздрагивает. Ивар убил бы его во время рейда, если бы тот не назвался знахарем. С другой стороны допускать саксонца к раненным воинам было бы глупо. И теперь Ивар думает, что идиота следовало лишить его тупой головы.

— Проваливай. Если она выживет, может быть я сохраню и твою жизнь.

Старик исчезает быстрее, чем Ивар успевает дойти до кровати. Его силуэт тенью падает на стену с окном, через которое Ивар может увидеть полную Луну. Он хочет думать, что это хороший знак, что завтра ты придёшь в себя, скажешь ему почему оказалась так далеко от поля битвы, а он скажет, что ты больше не будешь девой-щита. Он предложит тебе стать его женой, и ты согласишься. Ивар протирает глаза, указательным и большим пальцем, опустив голову.

Свечи с твоей стороны единственное, что помогает ему видеть в ночной темноте комнаты.

Раздевшись, он ложится рядом с тобой, дотрагивается до твоей щеки, удивляясь нежности кожи. Как он мог допустить тебя до войны, такое нежное, хрупкое и беззащитное создание. Безусловно, ты доказывала из раза в раз своим умения в битвах, и он восхищался этим, но сейчас смотря на тебя и видя последствия сражений, Ивар не понимает, почему не решил держать тебя подальше от всего этого. Ты точно разозлилась бы, услышь его мысли.

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Ты не приходишь в себя уже пару дней. Это пугает Ивара, но ты дышишь, а твои раны не заражены, тебе меняют повязки все эти дни. Некоторые уже начали говорить о твоей причастности к Хель, и как ты держишь путь в её царство, Ивар не хочет слышать эти глупости.

Он готов начать свой очередной день, снова оглядываясь на тебя, в надежде увидеть, что ты шевелишься. Опять жалуешься на жару от мехов и проклинаешь яркий свет проникающий через не зашторенное окно.

Но всё происходит немного по-другому. Ты хмуришься. Медленно открывая глаза. Ивар срывается со своего места, направляясь к тебе. Он садится на стул рядом с твоей стороны кровати.

— Ты слышишь меня? — его тон озабоченный, а взгляд переполнен тревогой.

— Ивар... мы в Англии? — он не думал, что твоим первым вопросом будет вопросом об Англии, но это лучше, чем ничего.

Твой голос сиплый, тихий, почти неслышный. Горло ужасно болит. Тебе нужно попить.

— Да, мы в Англии. Ты пропала во время боя. — Страх и гнев смешиваются в едино. — Где ты была?! Я искал тебя несколько дней! А когда нашёл, ты ещё два дня лежала без сознания! Я переживал за тебя! Ты могла умереть! — его голос наверняка доносится до обитателей первого этажа.

Ты хмуришься, чувствуя пульсирующую боль в голове и поднимаешь руку, чтобы коснуться лба, а заодно прикрыть глаза от режущего света.

— Пожалуйста... Ивар...

Он замолкает. Понимая, что не имеет права кричать на тебя. Всё это время он думал, что потеряет тебя снова в любой момент. В этот раз лишится тебя навсегда. Если при твоём исчезновении он мог бы надеяться, что ты жива, просто пропала без вести, то в этот раз ты была бы очевидно мёртвой.

— Извини. — Он видит твоё вялое состояние, заставляющее его снова чувствовать вину. Не стоило позволять тебе участвовать в этой битве. Что если бы всё закончилось намного хуже для тебя, Ивар не знал бы, что делать. Но теперь ты поправляешься, и он испытывает облегчение. Ты снова с ним. — Я боялся, что больше не увижу тебя.

Он хочет добавить, что боялся не только этого. Кошмары об одиночестве, страх потерять дорогого ему человека и любовь всей его жизни преследовали его всю эту неделю, пока тебе не было рядом и пока ты была без сознания. Но Ивар умалчивает о том, насколько был напуган.

— Я подам тебе воды, — произносит он, поднимаясь со своего места и подходя к продолговатому и узкому столику у стены, на котором раньше были размещены иконы и свечи. Теперь же здесь кувшин с водой и немного фруктов, которые удалось достать.

Наливая воды в чашку, Ивар проливает немного, но наполняет стакан полностью. Он подходит к тебе, и ты дрожащей рукой забираешь воду.

— Что произошло? — твой голос настолько тихий, что Ивар с трудом расслышал тебя. Опираясь на локоть, всё ещё лежа в кровати, ты подносишь кружку к губам. — Только не кричи...

— Ты потерялась после битвы, должно быть была сильно ранена, и в бреду забрела слишком далеко в леса. Мои люди искали тебя несколько дней, пока не наткнулись на хижину какой-то старой женщины. Она наверное спасла тебя.

Ты допиваешь стакан залпом, не думая о том, может ли тебя стошнить этой же водой или нет.

— Когда тебя принесли, то нашли много ран. Ты потеряла много крови и поэтому пролежала два дня без сознания здесь.

Ты оставляешь стакан, и ложишься обратно на подушку, медленно, без резких движений. Всё твоё тело болит. Сил совсем нет. Твои руки тряслись, когда ты держала чашку, и ты уже устала, даже если ничего не сделала. К счастью, Ивар ничего не спрашивает, а значит ты не должна говорить.

— Я рад, что ты пришла в себя.

Переведя на него взгляд, ты стараешься передать ту же любовь, которой он оградил тебя. Ивар тянет к тебе руку, смыкая свою ладонь над твоей.

— Позову лекаря, может он сделает что-нибудь полезное.... Или я наконец прикончу его. — Ивар поднимается со своего места, не замечая твоих слабо закатных глаз, и покидает комнату.

#imagine #русский imagine #imagine на русском #ivar the boneless imagine #ivar imagine #ivar #ivar the boneless x reader #ivar x reader #ivar x you #vikings imagine #alex høgh andersen #ivar the boneless

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dear-indies · 10 months

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Hi, Cat! I hope you're doing well. I'm looking for a Fc for a character who in canon is described as tall, with black hair to his shoulders, having a "noble bearing", and deep and thoughtful grey eyes "clear as a flame". His age is never given, but he's likely in his 20s and possibly into the early 30s? I was originally thinking of using Alexander Dreymon in his Uhtred role, as he was what I imagined reading the book. But I'd like other options too, if you can think of anyone. I'll also take blue eyes, and someone in Alex's age range as well given they look young. Period or fantasy resources would also be great if at all possible. Thanks so much, I know this might be a lot, so I'm hoping it doesn't give you too much trouble. I hope you have a great day!

Aneurin Barnard (1987) - The White Queen - has shorter hair.

Cody Fern (1988) - has lighter hair.

Joey Batey (1989) - The Witcher - has lighter hair.

Ryan Corr (1989) - House of the Dragon.

César Domboy (1990) - Outlander - has lighter hair.

Jacob Collins-Levy (1992) - The White Princess - has lighter hair.

Alex Høgh Andersen (1994)

Thomas Doherty (1995) - Invitation has shorter hair.

Jonah Hauer-King (1995) Ashkenazi Jewish / English - The Little Mermaid has shorter hair.

Hey anon! I don't watch much fantasy/period media but I think Ryan and Aneurin despite the latter having shorter hair would be good matches too based on your description!

#fc help #rph #rpc

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I’m regards to the last anonymous ask, is that a fanfic with Alex, bill, Valter and the reader? What’s it called? Asking for a friend 👀🤣

So, it's not Alexander Skarsgård to be clear. It's Alex Høgh Andersen, and it's not necessarily a story with a title, but some imagines. You'll have to ask her where to find the Bill-Valter-Alex stuff because I can't seem to find it.

#answered

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ivarlover · 1 year

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UNDENIABLE PART 3 (Sequel to UNLEASHED)

Alex + Modern Ivar

Mentions of Female Reader + Hvitserk

This was supposed to be just a one-shot, but the story has come alive for me, and the need to write more can't be ignored. At this point, I have no idea how many chapters this will end up consiating of. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it! 🔥 This is the last chapter of Undeniable. However, there will be another sequel called Unexpected that I will hopefully be posting soon. After Unexpected is finished (& I have no idea how many chapters it will be), that will be the end of this roller coaster ride. This chapter has thoroughly kicked my ass! Hope it's worth it! 😘

Summary: During a hot weekend with your classmate, Alex, and his best friend, Ivar, the two of them had their own fun together. And now, it had turned into what looked like a confusing situation in the light of day. What did it all mean to them now? What would happen with their friendship? Can they move forward as friends or has all been lost? Is friends to lovers even a possibility at this point?

Inspired by a naughty conversation with a friend of mine. 😍 (You know who you are).

Warnings: This chapter: A little bit of heartache but also all the feels. Smut, Ivar being Ivar.

The sequel in general: Totally NSFW, Unprotected anal sex (male receiving), oral, male to male contact and more, heartbreak, and a bad case of the feels, and smut, with me, there is ALWAYS smut 🤣

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Words: I don't know; there are many, many words 🤣

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It was finally here. The after-party was scheduled to begin in almost an hour, and there were already people arriving. You didn't know who the newlyweds were, but you were certain they had more money than you were accustomed to. They'd rented out the entire bar for only their guests, so it was closed to the public.

You watched as the bouncers continued to turn people away and how sad they looked learning they couldn't enter for a second night in a row. You couldn't help but to feel proud knowing your friends had accomplished this, of course, with your help. "I can't thank you enough for your help tonight, Y/N. Looks like we're going to need as much as we can get. Did you see how many people are already here?" Alex buzzed passed you, headed for more champagne.

"Alex, you're very welcome, but remember, you're the boss. Let us help and you, I don't know, you just stand here and look pretty. I got this. Which table gets the champagne?" He smiled his flirty smile at you and told you which table. "Yes, sir," you smiled back and headed toward the table.

"Y/N?"

"Yes?" you replied.

"I like it when you call me sir."

"Oh my God!" you blushed and punched him playfully in the chest.

"Nah, seriously, Y/N, thank you," he grinned proudly, "For everything."

You shrugged and went to work. It was almost weird for you, thinking about that hot weekend you'd had with him and Ivar. It was great but so much had changed so fast and now, all you really wanted was for him to be happy with Ivar like you knew he could be, like you knew he wanted. You made a mental note to have a heart to heart discussion with Ivar as soon as you found the chance. Alex and you had become really close friends really fast and you were determined to sort out this mess the two of them had made.

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"So much for me standing and looking pretty, huh?" Alex said as the two of you ended up at the bar at the same time for the first time all night. He was washing glasses beside you. "Damn, I think we needed more help."

"No. It's ok. Don't freak out now. Look at the time. We're almost at the end. Everyone is happy and having a good time," you reassured him.

"This has been one hell of a night! It's a good thing we closed the place to the public. There's no way we would have had enough space for more people," Alex laughed.

"Oh fuck!" Your heart completely stopped.

"What? Oh God, what is it?" Alex panicked.

You just pointed to the door. Ivar and Hvitserk were standing just inside it and you could see Hvitserk standing in front of him, clearly trying to hold him back. Ivar flung his arms around and shoved Hvitserk out of his way. He headed toward the bar and he made eye contact with you. He had a murderous look across his face that appeared to be directed at you and Alex.

"What the fuck is wrong with him? Doesn't he know how big this event is?" Alex was frozen in his spot.

"I got this. You go get Hvitserk and keep him with you. He doesn't even need to be in here!" You walked into the crowd and stopped in front of Ivar. "Ivar, this is not the time or the place."

"What's it fucking to you?" He slurred his words a little and as you got closer to him, you could smell alcohol on his breath. Just great. You had no idea what he was like when he's drunk or what he was capable of.

You began, a little sweeter than before. "Ivar, look around you. This place is full of people. People who paid you guys good money to be here. Don't ruin their wedding night. You know Alex will talk to you. Just wait until we close up later tonight and you sober up some."

He looked at you straight in the eyes and said one word, "No!" He managed to walk around you, or stumble was more like it, and went straight to where Alex stood at the bar, headed to Hvitserk.

You gave Alex an apologetic smile and went to Hvitserk yourself, praying the whole way that at least he was sober.

"So, that's it? We're done? It's all over before it even begins?" Ivar's voice was so harsh and cold.

Alex looked at him, sadly, "Ivar, are you drunk?"

"No, I'm not fucking drunk! I'm pissed! Answer my damn question, Alex!" As he got louder, people around them began to stare. "It's seriously all over before it even begins?"

Alex tried to calm him. He wasn't sure how to answer him in this state. "Ivar, let's go talk in the back and I..."

"Fuck no! Answer me here!"

Alex had seen him like this before, just never had it directed at him. He spoke quietly. "Ivar, we don't know what the future holds, but you have to recognize the timing is not in our favor right now."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Alex dropped his head. After the last couple of weeks he'd had, he couldn't believe he was shutting this down. "Ivar, please. Can we talk later? When everyone has left from here?"

Even in his drunken stuper, Ivar recognized the pain in Alex's face and he suddenly felt bad. Just as he was going to apologize, you and Hvitserk walked up.

"Hey, Ivar," you said, "Want to go with me to the office?" He looked at you with a funny smile. "Oh my God! No! Jesus! I meant for you to get some rest until everyone is gone."

He laughed and looked at Alex, who still seemed taken back by this entire situation. "Umm, yeah sure. I guess so," he answered, thinking only of Alex now.

As you walked him toward the office, you playfully smacked him in the shoulder and said, "You're such a pervert."

"Hey, I wasn't sure what you were offering," he replied and you punched him this time.

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"What the hell was that all about?" Hvitserk asked Alex as you and Ivar walked away.

Alex smiled. "Umm, long story. For another time."

"Right. Something tells me I don't even want to know."

"Yeah, probably not," Alex answered, laughing. Then he saw the serious look across Hvitserk's face. "What is it?"

"I'm just trying to figure things out here. How did you manage to make my baby brother so angry with you and yet so into you all at the same time?"

"Wait. What?" Alex was floored. He stumbled over his words, "I, I, umm, did no such a thing! Why would you even say that? You know we've been best friends for years, Hvitserk."

"Yes, I do, but this, this is more than just best friends. I've never seen him like that over any woman and Alex, you know he's been in love with one before." You both grimaced at the memory of her. "This is way deeper than friendship."

Alex tried to keep his composure. "You've never seen him act like what? I really don't know what you're talking about. He's not into me. He's just drunk."

Hvitserk was persistent, "Alex, you can knock off that innocent act with me. I know something happened with you guys, and don't worry. It doesn't bother me. As long as he's happy, I'm happy. And he is convinced he'll be happy with you."

Alex stood there in shock for a minute, trying to decide how best to answer. "Wow! I wasn't expecting that. Look, I'm not going to violate his trust like that. All I will say is our friendship took a turn that neither of us were expecting at all and now, we're just trying to navigate through the changes. It's difficult, Hvitserk."

"It's not, actually, Alex. When you feel that strongly about someone, that's major. You don't just let them slip away from you so easily. Especially if your feelings are as deep as his seem to be. All he talked about to me all afternoon was you and how he may have fucked up the first real, true thing he's ever found. I don't need details, man. I just need you to fix this. There's no reason the two of you should be suffering like this when you both clearly want the same thing. And if it's mom, don't worry about her. He can handle her. I promise you that."

"I, umm, I really don't know what to say." Hvitserk was one of the last people that Alex had ever expected to be so insightful or accepting of everything.

"You don't need to say anything, man. Not to me, at least. Just promise me you'll talk to him before you leave tonight."

Just as Alex started to answer, you walked up. "He pretty much passed out as soon as his head hit the sofa," you laughed, looking at the two of them. "Alex, you have to talk to him. Tonight."

"Ok, ok already. The two of you don't need to gang up on me! I plan on talking to him. I want to even," Alex smiled at their genuine concern.

You turned to Hvitserk, "Now, I can give you a ride home." Then you turned to Alex, "It's ok, right? I'll be right back. And don't worry, Hvitserk, Alex will be sure Ivar gets back home." You smiled.

Hvitserk put his hand up, "No, I'm fine. I don't want to leave. I'd really like to stay here with you guys. I can even help out with whatever you need." You and Alex both gave him a confused look. "Seriously, guys, it's not the alcohol that I have a problem with. It's umm, it's drugs. When I'm high is the only time I ever want to drink. You can ask Ivar. He understands this now. He drank most of the evening in front of me and it didn't bother me. It's my mom who didn't want to leave yet. She wanted to be sure I am seriously ok. Although, Y/N, I wouldn't mind you giving me 'that ride' a little later." He gave you that same shit eating grin of Ivar's.

"Oh my God! You're horrible!" You playfully smacked him on his arm.

"Yeah, but something tells me you like it," he continued to smile as you began to blush. Of course, he was right. There was definitely something about these Lothbrok boys that you couldn't get enough of.

"Ok, ok. Sorry to break up the relentless flirting, but we still have work to do," Alex interrupted them. "Hvitserk, if you're sure Ivar won't disown me for letting you stay, we definitely could use the extra help."

"I'm sure. Where do you want me, boss?" Alex rolled his eyes and put him and you to work but not before giving you very specific instructions to watch out for him, while he went to the back for more bottles of alcohol.

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The night was finally winding down. It had been almost two hours since Ivar had came in demanding answers from Alex and the place was thinning out. You had checked in on Ivar a few times and he'd just smiled and waved you off. Alex had sent you and Hvitserk to close off a section of the bar and begin having people move to the other side of the bar.

Alex was behind the bar, throwing out empty bottles. He was smiling at the success the evening had been. He'd just had the DJ do a last call and was happy that they'd be closing soon. He was more tired than he'd expected to be.

One of the bartenders alerted Alex that the office door was open so Alex told her, "I bet someone thought it was a bathroom. I'll be right back." He needed to go check that everything was ok with Ivar and to close the door back.

To his surprise, just as he got to the end of the bar, he ran straight into Ivar. It was like colliding with a brick wall. He'd forgotten just what a muscular body Ivar had. He wasn't sure how in the hell he'd forgotten but this was a nice, shocking reminder. "Oh, um, hey. I, uh, I was just headed to check on you."

"What for?" Ivar's voice was cold, but he was definitely sober now. Staring, his eyes piercing through Alex's, he asked, "If everything is over before it even began, then why bother?"

Alex felt sweat beads on his forehead. He looked up at Ivar and blushed when he saw just how sexy Ivar looked, even with his anger directed at him. "Ivar, umm, it..."

Ivar interrupted him before he could finish, "It wasn't over at all, was it?" He walked closer to Alex, pushing Alex backwards against the wall. He placed his left hand on the wall beside Alex's head. Alex panicked, not having a clue what was coming next. "And it still isn't over." He placed his right hand on Alex's cheek. Before Alex could say a word, he leaned in, pressing his body against Alex's, breathing heavily into Alex's stunned face and grazed his lips against Alex's, just lightly kissing him. He slowly pulled away and looked at Alex for reassurance. Alex's face was shocked but his lips were still puckered up and slightly parted, clearly waiting for more, as he leaned toward Ivar, chasing the kiss.

Alex was in a complete daze. Ivar leaned in again and tenderly kissed Alex on his lips once more, his heart racing, his chest heaving, his feelings undeniable. He kissed Alex as if it were the first time and the last time. As their lips pressed together heatedly, he couldn't get enough of this feeling that surged through his veins, this feeling of contentment, of overjoy. He held Alex's face between his hands as they became completely lost in eachother. They were the only ones in the room, hell, in the world. Nothing else mattered, nothing else existed, just the two of them and this loving, sensual kiss shared between them.

That is, until the clapping they heard from behind them. Ivar slowly pulled away from Alex and looked around, stunned. Several staff members and even a few guests were clapping and whistling and making cat calls. Alex immediately blushed, feeling the heat rushing to his face.

A little embarrassed, Ivar dropped his head. He looked back at Alex and then decided to make the best of it. He turned back to everyone and bowed before them and said, "'Thank you. Thank you, guys. Now, the show's over." He leaned back, laughing and a few people clapped again before going on about their business.

He grabbed Alex's hands and turned to look him straight in the eyes. Ivar then said to him, "Umm, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so umm, well, forward here in front of everyone but I couldn't help myself. I'm scared as hell to want you, so, so scared, but here I am, wanting you more and more every day. And umm, I'm, umm, I'm even more scared to lose you. How I feel is undeniable, Alex, and I can't do this to myself anymore." His eyes began to water and he dropped his head. His palms were sweaty. The anticipation of what Alex's response would be was almost too much to bear.

Squeezing Ivar's hands, Alex stared at Ivar in complete disbelief. He hadn't expected any of this. He'd really thought that giving Ivar space had really been what he wanted and needed. He put two fingers under Ivar's chin and pulled his head up to face him. "Hey, my feelings are actually undeniable, too, Ivar."

Alex felt a sense of relief run all through his body. He leaned to Ivar and closing the small gap between them, kissed him back quickly and then pulled away from him almost just as quickly as it had began. "Will you come back to my place when we're finished here so we can really talk? Just the two of us? And no interruptions. We have an audience here and I'd really rather talk when it's just the two of us." He then looked over Ivar's shoulders. "That is if Y/N can keep an eye on Hvitserk for you. I'm sure she wouldn't mind. Look," and he pointed across the bar, behind Ivar.

When Ivar turned around, he saw you and Hvitserk on the other side of the bar, making out. He laughed and turned back to Alex, "He's always in competition with me." Alex laughed. "Yes, Alex, I'd really like to talk with you more when we're finished here. We have lots to discuss, I guess, huh?"

"Great! Guess I should get to work then," Alex finally exhaled. He hadn't realized that he'd pretty much been holding his breath, maybe for the last two weeks even. He didn't know what would happen, but he felt better than he'd felt since that weekend at your place.

"Ok, where do you need me?" Ivar asked and Alex put him to work out on the floor as he went back to working behind the bar.

The bartender who he'd spoken to earlier smiled at him. "What?" Alex asked her.

"Umm, nothing."

"That's not nothing. What are you all smiles about?"

"Umm, well, it's about time," she answered.

"That?" Alex really had no idea what she meant.

"Well, we've all been watching you two for some time now. We knew it was just a matter of time before the two of you got together. And I, personally, am glad."

Completely shocked, Alex asked her, "What? Are you serious? Is that what the clapping was all about?"

"Yes!"

"How did you all even know?" He was extremely surprised.

"Can I speak freely?"

"Of course," he answered her, placing the glasses back in their spot.

"Well, I think, literally, everyone knew except for the two of you, of course. Just the way you guys treat each other and speak to each other. True relationship goals, ya know? It's rather sweet. And since I know you both so well, it makes me very happy. The two of you deserve it," she patted him on the back. "So, do whatever you need to make it work. Something tells me you won't regret it, Alex."

Alex let that soak in as he finished up behind the bar. Had they been that obvious? Seemed like nearly everyone around them had noticed except for themselves. Apparently, neither of them were particularly good at hiding their emotions. He smiled to himself as he thought of it all and continued cleaning.

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They were finally in the car ride back to Alex's place. You had all too eagerly agreed to see to it that Hvitserk got home safely and all but jumped on Alex and Ivar for suggesting it.

The event had went well. The couple had thanked Alex and Ivar and said they were putting in a word for them with some of their well known associates. Only good things could come from this evening and it certainly called for a celebration.

Although, the Uber ride to Alex's was kind of quiet. Alex looked over and watched Ivar looking out the window and wondered what he was thinking. He tried not to be a paranoid idiot but he couldn't help it. What if he was having second thoughts about everything? What if the staff in the bar had embarrassed him and he realized this was something he couldn't do? Alex knew Y/N had been right about the need for them to defend anything that may happen between them. Maybe it would be too much for Ivar. He wanted to ask him about it but he didn't want to begin a conversation like that in the Uber.

As if instinctively knowing what was going through Alex's mind, or maybe just from feeling him stare, Ivar looked over to Alex. He saw the concerned look on Alex's face and just placed his hand on top of Alex's, that was sitting in the seat between them, and gave it a gentle squeeze. He sweetly smiled at Alex and said, "We've come a long way umm, since that first night, umm, that we opened the bar, Alex. I'm so happy where we've ended up so far and umm, extremely excited to see what happens from here." He winked at Alex and Alex couldn't help but smile with relief.

Well, that was obviously nothing to do with the bar and everything to do with their current situation. Alex took a mental note to try to stop expecting the worst. He knew it would be a challenge but he also knew he just needed to let go of his fears.

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Once they were inside Alex's place, he kicked his shoes off at the door and headed to the kitchen. "Hey, would you like beer, wine, or liquor? I think we've earned ourselves a celebration, don't you?"

Ivar loved that he still felt so welcomed as he took his jacket off and hung it up by the door. "I'll take a beer," he answered, following behind Alex. "And did my pig of a brother eat all of that pizza last night or do you still have some? I'm actually a little hungry."

"There's definitely still pizza. I'm not sure why Y/N ordered so much for just two of us but I guess it's a good thing she did because I'm kind of hungry, too," Alex answered, pulling the pizza and two beers from the refrigerator. "Help yourself. You know where the plates and everything are. I have got to go take a shower before I can feel comfortable enough to eat or even talk at this point."

Ivar looked at him, smiling. "What?" Alex asked him.

"Nothing. Umm, I'm just glad it's still the same with us," Ivar blushed a little.

"I'd have it no other way, Ivar. And umm, if you want a shower when I'm done, you're more than welcomed."

"Aww, you mean I have to wait for you to finish first?" Ivar flirted. Alex gave him a serious look that said now wasn't the time to be naughty. Ivar coughed and straightened up, "I'm umm, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, man."

"It's ok. I'm not uncomfortable. I umm, I just feel like we really need to have that talk. I'll be back. Please, make yourself at home."

As Ivar set about warming his pizza, he thought about the conversation they desperately needed to have. His palms were sweaty and his heart was racing. For a moment, he felt more nervous about this than he had about being intimate with Alex and he knew that definitely said a lot. However, he knew he could do it. He had to get everything out in the open and off of his chest.

Ivar went ahead and warmed up Alex's food, too, and set their plates on the table. He got himself another beer and went to put some music on in the living room. The silence was deafening to him right now.

Just as he was finishing his second beer, Alex came through in sweats and a white t-shirt. As Ivar looked over to him, he realized just how much he liked this look on Alex. "Hey, I've already got your plate here at the table with mine. Come eat."

Alex looked at Ivar's still very full plate. He asked, as he sat down with him, "Why haven't you eaten your food yet?"

"Well, I knew you wouldn't be too long so I just figured I'd wait for you." Ivar warmly smiled.

They ate and talked about the after party and all the highlights of the evening. They discussed Y/N and Hvitserk and laughed at how into you he seemed to be. They laughed and drank and talked a little about almost everything. Everything except for the one thing they needed to. It seemed the elephant in the room couldn't get any bigger.

Alex stood up to take the plates to the sink and Ivar stopped him. "I've got this. You've already worked too hard tonight."Alex gave him a curious look. "Don't look at me like that. Go. Go get comfortable on the sofa and rest your feet. I said I've got this."

Holding his hands up in mocked defeat, Alex played, "Ok, ok. You've got it. I understand. And Ivar, thank you."

Alex went to the sofa as instructed and waited for Ivar to join him, mind wandering out of control.

Moments later, Ivar sat down beside Alex with two more beers. Handing one to Alex, he smiled softly. They sat there in silence for a few minutes with nothing but soft music playing in the background.

Alex felt nervous and glanced over at Ivar only to find him nervously glancing back at him. At the same time, they both began to speak.

"Alex,"

"Ivar,"

Simultaneously saying each other's name, they laughed. "Do you mind if I go first, Alex? I really need to say what's eating away at me. Umm, before I lose my nerve."

Alex gestured to Ivar, "The floor's all yours."

Alex shifting in his seat, Ivar's voice small, Ivar began, as he looked straight into Alex's eyes. "Alex, I know I already said this, but I am truly sorry for hurting you. It really wasn't my intentions. That night," he dropped his head and swallowed thickly. Clearing his throat and looking back at Alex, he continued, "That night at Y/N's everything took me by surprise. You've always meant the world to me so I never thought anything about it. And when you first touched me," Ivar coughed, "I felt a surge of emotions. And umm, I decided to listen to Y/N. She was right. As soon as I got out of my head, she was right. But Alex, I certainly wasn't expecting everything else." He stopped, trying to gather his thoughts to be sure he expressed himself the way he wanted to.

Alex felt uncertain of where this was going but he sat back and waited, giving Ivar the time he needed. It was worth it. Ivar was worth it.

Ivar sighed and began again. "Forgive me, Alex. I just don't want to fuck this up. I, umm, I was so confused. I've been with other people before. You know this. Even with women who meant a lot to me. But you and I, we connected on a level that I've never experienced before in my life. Sure, the sex was amazing," he blushed, and sweat beads began to form on his forehead, "But I never expected the emotions that came along with it. It confused me. It scared me. It..." he was cut off.

Alex interrupted him, "It's ok, Ivar. You don't have to..."

Ivar reached up and gently placed his finger over Alex's mouth. "Shhh," he smiled. He scooted closer to Alex and grabbed both of his hands and held them in his lap, rubbing his thumbs over the back of them. Alex's heart rate sped up so quickly, he was sure Ivar could feel it in his hands. "It terrified me, Alex, and I'm still terrified but, umm, now I know why. I-I'm terrified to actually love someone this much, much more than I've ever loved anyone else before, and there be the possibility that the feelings are not mutual."

He placed his hand on Alex's cheek as a single tear ran down it that he caught and wiped away. "I'm terrified of what it means to give myself to you wholeheartedly, heart, mind, body, and soul, and maybe be rejected in return. I'm terrified to love you, Alex, and the possibility of losing you over it, but, umm, Alex," he slid closer to Alex on the sofa and leaned in closer to his face and held it between both of his hands, staring deeply into his eyes, "I'm even more terrified of walking out that door without ever trying to give us a shot, without ever telling you how I feel. Because that's just it. I love you, Alex. I'm in love with you. I know that now. My feelings for you are undeniable. I love you, and I've always loved you. I want to shout it from the rooftops! I can't hide it any longer. I have never felt like this about anyone else in my life before, Love. When I'm with you I feel like I'm whole, like that empty, black hole in my heart is finally full. I've never known love this pure before, Alex. I want to share my everything with you!"

Ivar was trembling all over. He couldn't remember another time when he'd been this completely scared to his core or this vulnerable to another. He was a ball of emotions as a tear began to roll down his cheeks.

Alex sat in silence for a moment, trying to take it all in. He was in a daze and completely stunned at Ivar's admission. This was intense and probably even more intimate than he and Ivar had been yet. He knew just how big this was for him, for them. He worried his heart would burst from his chest before he could could even say anything. He tried to gather his thoughts and make some coherent response. He stared blankly at Ivar, missing the panic as it stretched across Ivar's face.

Ivar took his silence as rejection and began to pull away from Alex immediately, his heart beginning to crumble. "Oh. Umm," he dropped his hands from Alex's face and his body stiffened, "Alex, I'm umm, fuck, I-I'm sorry. I'll umm, I'll go..."

Just then, it registered with Alex what Ivar thought was happening. As Ivar's eyes began to water up even more, Alex placed his hands on either side of his face and pulled him to him. His soft lips reaching Ivar's, his kiss cut Ivar off in mid sentence. He tenderly kissed Ivar, it taking a moment for Ivar to catch up to what was happening and kiss him back. Alex's hands quickly wrapped around Ivar's shoulders, and he held him tightly as he pulled away from their kiss and buried his face in Ivar's neck.

He stayed there for a moment, breathing Ivar in, before pulling away and facing him. He saw Ivar's worried look and said, "Ivar, you don't know how relieved I am." He moved a strand of Ivar's hair away from his face. "Ivar, umm, I-I am in love with you, too. I love you more than anything in this world," he smiled warmly. "And umm," Alex dropped his head as he felt the blush color his face, "I've known it for quite some time."

Ivar was just as stunned as Alex had been. His heart swelled in his chest and bubbled over into tears that steady streamed down his face. He tried to catch his breath as he spoke, "Alex, oh my God. Alex, I never knew. Are we really this fucking lucky?" He cupped Alex's cheek in complete disbelief and smiled through his tears, finally taking a deep breath. "I can't remember the last time I was this fucking happy. I have been so fucking scared I was going to lose you over this."

He pulled Alex in for a tight hug and they could feel the hard thumping of their combined heartbeat. They sat, reveling in eachother's arms for several minutes before Alex finally spoke.

Alex laughed and said, "We've really tortured eachother these last two weeks, huh?"

Ivar broke their embrace and looked Alex in the eyes and said, "Alex, promise me that whatever happens from here on out, wherever we end up, we will always be honest to eachother about everything. We're going to have big enough issues defending our love fron the very beginning so as long as we have open communication, that's one less thing to worry about." Alex smiled at him with pride.

"Oh wait. Fuck! I'm sorry, Alex. I just automatically assumed that we'd be together after all of this. I realize I should ask you how you feel about any of that. So," Ivar combed through his hair nervously with his hand, "Where does this leave us? What's next for us?" Ivar was still so nervous. This seriously was all so new.

Alex smiled at him. "Ivar, I am all yours. I love you, and I want nothing more than to be with you. Officially. That is, if you'll have me." Alex couldn't help the singe of fear that coursed through his veins. He knew what Ivar had just told him but it almost seemed too good to be true. He was still insanely scared.

Ivar's smile stretched widely across his face, "Of course I want to be with you, too! 'If I'll have you,' " he mocked Alex, "Are you serious? I'll happily "have" you," he gave his devilish grin, "In every way possible, Alex."

Alex blushed but leaned in to kiss Ivar again. Just as he deepened the kiss, Ivar pulled away from him. "Umm, Alex? This is going to sound kind of twisted coming from me, I know, but.."

Alex interrupted him, "I like you twisted, preferably twisted naked between my sheets," he gave a mischievous smile.

Ivar couldn't help but smile back at that. "I'm serious, Alex. I-I umm, I feel like maybe we should take things a little slow."

Alex gave Ivar a gentle kiss on his forehead before pulling away to rest his forehead on Ivar's. "What worries you, Ivar? We've already went all the way. We know we connect in the bedroom as well. Am I missing something?" He tried not to panic before hearing Ivar's reasoning but it was definitely easier said than done.

"Well," Ivar began, "It's not necessarily that I'm worried. I can't even believe I'm going to say this, but umm, I just want to be sure that everything isn't based solely on sex. We have so many new aspects of our relationship to explore and develop and I want to build our emotional connection as well as the physical one. You see the best in me and I want to give you my very best."

Ivar gently placed his hand on Alex's cheek and Alex could feel his warm hand trembling. "I need you to know that I have never had that kind of sexual experience before. And I don't just mean by being with a man, Alex," he grinned. "I've never felt so connected on such a deep level, especially not during sex. It was quite intense and some of the best sex I've ever had." He felt himself blushing but continued, "And Alex, I want that to be the same in other aspects of our relationship, too. I want to spend my days doing nothing but making you happy and showing you how much I truly, deeply love you."

Ivar looked at Alex for understanding and followed up, "I just wanted to be sure you know this has nothing to do with our sex not being fulfilling because it is, more than words can properly explain. I just want to also express my love for you in other ways as well and think we should just take our time."

This was a first for Ivar. He shocked himself at just how true this feeling was and even more that he was so openly and honestly telling Alex, but this was the very reason he wanted to be with Alex. He knew he wouldn't be judged for being so honest. For one of the very few times in his life, sex wasn't the priority and this was why he knew that this immense feeling was real.

Alex grabbed Ivar's hand, still pressed against his cheek, and pulled it to his mouth. He gently kissed the back of it before looking back at Ivar. "And this, my dearest Ivar, is exactly why I love you so. You always look out for me, for us. You just want what's best for us and I appreciate that. Of course, I'm ok taking things slow," he felt his heart was going to explode out of his chest. "However, it may be a little difficult sometimes," he said as his eyes quickly scanned over Ivar's hard body, "Because, damn! Look at you," he gave his best flirty smile. He hadn't been ready for Ivar to say all of this and he'd be lieing if he said he wasn't blown away by it. He leaned over, hugged Ivar, and kissed him on his cheek.

Ivar felt better having said everything he needed to. He was still in disbelief that this was real. He looked at Alex, who was still smiling from ear to ear even though he still had a look of worry on his face. "So? What's that concered look on your face, still?"

As Alex pulled away, he answered him, "Ivar, I do have a question. What about your mom? And what about everything with Hvitserk? That's why I stopped everything last night. Your mom was clearly way too perceptive and was not happy about what she suspected. I know you have a lot of responsibility right now with your family, and I understand that. I just don't want to make things even harder on you, Ivar. I'd hate for you to resent me."

Giving a gentle, sweet smile, Ivar began, "Alex, that's so sweet of you but please, don't worry about my mom. When she sees how happy I am with you, she'll be fine with it. It may take her a minute to adjust but she honestly just wants her boys to be happy. And for whatever reason, if she can't accept you as my choice, then she'll quickly realize how serious I am about you because I definitely won't lose you over her prejudices. This is my life and she'll have to accept that. Don't worry."

Alex's eyes widened at Ivar's words. He was a bit surprised but he'd be lying if he didn't admit that he was really relieved. "What about Hvitserk, Ivar? I know he needs you right now."

"Hvitserk is the reason I got my nerve to come to the club tonight. He understands and just wants me to be happy. His problem is controllable and he will probably stay with me for a while even once mom returns home. He needs to make new friends and stay away from those losers back home. He will be ok, Alex. It's just, being with mom makes him a little crazy. I'm sure you can see why," Ivar laughed. "Being here will be good for him. Don't worry about him. I promise I could never resent you." Ivar smiled sincerely. He could hear Alex's sigh of relief. "So? What next?"

Alex grabbed the TV control from the table, "I was tired, but now I'm wide awake. If you're not sleepy yet, how about a little Netflix and chill? Do you need another beer?"

Ivar smiled with pride, happy to see their relationship was otherwise the same as always, "No, I'm good with this one still."

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Alex settled on the sofa, and they found a good movie to watch. Ivar looked over to him and decided to move closer. He rested his head on Alex's shoulder and looked up at him, "Is this ok?" he asked.

"Of course it is," Alex responded, kissing Ivar on top of his head and his arm coming to rest around Ivar's shoulders. Holding him snug, they cuddled together in front of the TV.

They began watching the movie, and it all just felt so natural for them to be together this way.

As he felt Ivar's breath against his his chest and Ivar's muscles beneath his shirt as he gently rubbed his back, Alex was a little too distracted to really pay much attention to the movie, but he didn't say anything. The feeling was nice.

After a few minutes, Ivar looked up to Alex, smiled sweetly, and just stared.

"What? Do I have food on my face or something?" Alex laughed.

"No," Ivar laughed, "It's nothing. I-I'm just happy," he smiled a smile that melted Alex's heart.

Alex couldn't resist that smile and placed his left hand under Ivar's chin and pulled his face up some toward him and leaned down, and kissed him. It was a gentle, quick kiss, and he pulled away from Ivar.

Ivar felt a little dizzy as if he'd been spinning in circles. He sat up beside Alex and looked over to him, his heartbeat quickening. Alex looked back at him, "Seriously, what is it? What?"

Ivar leaned over Alex's body and, with his right hand, pulled Alex's face closer to him and kissed him back passionately. It was slow at first but rapidly changed to a more heated kiss, his hands roaming down Alex's chest.

Reluctantly, Alex pulled away from him. "Hey, as much as I love this, I think we need to stop. I want to respect your wishes, Ivar, and I'm not so sure I can if you continue kissing me like that."

Feeling heat surge through his body, Alex straightened up and sat back on the sofa a little futher away from Ivar so he could catch his breath, desperately trying to ignore how he was feeling. "Umm, what is this movie even about again?" he nervously laughed.

Ivar sat there in his thoughts for a moment. He looked over at Alex, who was fumbling with the remote control. The more he watched him, the more he was sure of his next actions.

He slid over on the sofa closer to Alex yet again. Alex looked at him out of the corner of his eyes, trying not to be affected by his proximity.

"Oh, fuck this!" Ivar practically cried out. He leaned over to Alex and grabbed him with both hands, pulling him so close that he could feel the heat radiating from Alex's skin. Ivar's heart raced with anticipation as he quickly picked Alex up before Alex even knew what was happening, and swiftly sat him in his own lap so that Alex was straddling him and facing him

Alex's eyes widened as he was completely caught off guard by Ivar's strength. "What the..." and before he could finish his sentence, Ivar's lips crashed into his, his hand going to the back if Alex's neck and holding him firmly. They embraced as the kiss intensified, Ivar's arm wrapping tightly around Alex's waist.

Alex broke the kiss and leaned away from Ivar. Confused, he brought his hand to Ivar's cheek and began, "Ivar, I thought you said you wanted to take things slowly. I can't be with you this way and not want more. You.. umm, you're just too much for me to resist." Feeling defeated, he looked down.

Ivar looked up at him, catching his eye again, and flashed his devilish grin. "Good!" he laughed. "I can't resist you, either, love. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking saying we should take things slowly. Fuck that! I want you. Now." His eyes had an almost pleading look in them as he waited for Alex's response.

Excitedly, Alex grinned, "Then, take me. I'm all yours."

Ivar didn't hesitate for another moment. He grabbed Alex on his hips and squeezed. His hands then slowly traveled up Alex's sides and back to his waist, giving him goosebumps. He slipped his hands just under Alex's shirt and marveled for a moment at Alex's hard, muscular chest as his hands explored it. "Damn, Alex. You have so many muscles. I want to count them."

Alex looked down at him quizzically. Ivar smiled and answered his questioning look, "With my tongue."

Alex dropped his head backward, laughing but quickly stopped and looked back to Ivar as he felt Ivar lift his shirt up. Leaning forward, Ivar placed his hot, wet lips on Alex's stomach, just beside his navel, and began to softly kiss him. Alex felt buttflies doing somersaults with each kiss from Ivar's moist lips.

Looking up at Alex, into his eyes, Ivar pushed his shirt up higher and trailed his tongue slowly up Alex's chest behind his shirt, all the while, never losing their eye contact. "Damn, I lost count of your muscles. I'm not very good at math. Guess I'll have to try again."

"Oh fuck!" Alex placed both of his hands on Ivar's head and intertwined his fingers in his hair. He gave a little tug and Ivar bit him on his nipple. Alex moaned out in erotic pleasure.

In his most sultry voice, Ivar said, "That's it, love. Let me know you like it."

"You've ruined me. I was a good boy," Alex panted, "That is before we started all this."

Ivar pulled his mouth slightly away from Alex's skin. "Oh? I can stop then," he teased.

"No the fuck you can't!"

Ivar nodded, "That's what I thought." He yanked Alex's t-shirt up and completely off of him and dropped it in the floor as Alex shivered. "Now, where were we?"

Once again, Ivar began tracing Alex's muscles with his tongue. He looked up at Alex who was struggling to sit still in his lap. He grabbed him by his waist and held him tightly as Alex moaned. Ivar pulled Alex until he was leaning over him, his chest heaving, and he began kissing Alex's collarbone up to his neck. As he gave a gentle nibble, he felt Alex's entire body jolt in his hands. "Fuck! Take me, Ivar!" Alex panted. "You're driving me crazy. I.. fuck, I want you so badly. Now!"

Alex began to untie his sweats and Ivar removed his mouth from his neck and placed his hand over Alex's, stopping him. "No, not here, love." Alex looked at him, confused. "Hold onto me," Ivar began to slide forward to the edge of the sofa and Alex wrapped his arms tightly around him, not sure what Ivar was doing. Ivar placed his hands under Alex and before Alex knew what was even happening, Ivar stood up.

"Oh hell!" Alex exclaimed, his heart beating harder from the excitement and his legs interlocking around Ivar's hips. Ivar smiled and began to take a step. "You sure I'm not too heavy? You, you don't need me to walk?"

Ivar flashed his devious smile, "Where's the fun in that?" Alex gulped and before he knew it, Ivar slammed him against the living room wall that was behind them.

"Holy shit!" Alex gasped.

Still holding onto Alex tightly, Ivar pressed his body against Alex's and his lips ghosted over Alex's mouth, breathing him in. Ivar signed in enjoyment. Alex's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his back arched. Ivar began kissing up his neck again, sending chills all over Alex's body. Alex pulled Ivar's shirt up and gently caressed his hard body, reveling in the feel of it.

Ivar slowly made his way to Alex's mouth and sucked Alex's tongue into his own mouth as Alex whimpered. The kiss took his breath away. Somehow, everything felt different than the last time, more passionate, more intimate and Alex was taken back at this realization. He wasn't quite sure what it was or why, but he was enjoying every second of it.

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With his hands still tightly on Alex's ass, Ivar broke their kiss, nearly out of breath. "As much as I'm enjoying my hands full of ass here, I need to touch you. Are you holding onto me tightly enough?"

Alex studdered, "I..Ivar, this really isn't necessary. I, umm, I can walk."

"Shut up and hold on!" IvaYr demanded. With Alex still in his arms, Ivar swiftly pulled Alex off of the wall and began to walk with ease again, headed toward Alex's room. Alex eyes widened. He was blown away by Ivar's strength. He always knew he was strong, but this was insane.

As Ivar approached Alex's bed, he leaned over it and laid Alex down with a thud. Alex looked up at him in dismay and Ivar grinned down at him. "Sorry," he nearly whispered. He hovered over Alex for a few moments, looking him deeply in his eyes but saying nothing. Alex began to squirm with anticipation and swallowed loudly. Ivar leaned back and told him, "I.. umm, I'm sorry, Alex. I need to use your restroom. Don't move. I'll be right back."

This was perfect for Alex. You had given him some of your muscle relaxing, dilating tablets that they'd used at your place, saying how he'd need them more than you and now he was certainly glad for it. He quickly crawled up his bed to his night stand and grabbed them from the drawer and the bottle of water he had sitting there from the night before and took some. He was a little surprised at how nervous he felt but his excitement was much stronger. He then laid back against pillows propped on his headboard and impatiently waited for Ivar to return.

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With both hands on each side of the bathroom sink, Ivar leaned forward and looked at himself in the mirror. What the fuck was wrong? He couldn't figure out what was going on or why his nerves were suddenly so shot. Turning the faucet on, he splashed cold water in his face and rubbed his hands over it. "Get a fucking grip, dumbass!" he said to himself, "It's just Alex."

Ivar walked back into Alex's bedroom where he saw Alex waiting on the bed, shirtless, still, and quite beautiful. He gulped as Alex looked up at him with his bedroom eyes and patted the bed beside him. "You planning on joining me or are you just going to stand there? You like what you see?" Alex flirted and smiled widely.

Ivar swallowed, "Obviously." He crawled up the bed to Ivar's side and laid beside him. His voice shaking, "I.. umm, I love you." His heart was pounding.

Alex turned to his left, facing Ivar. He moved his right arm across Ivar's body and cupped his cheek. "And I," he smiled, "Love you." He straddled Ivar and Ivar's eyes widened. Alex leaned down to kiss him while his hands found their way to the bottom of Ivar's shirt. As Alex leaned away from him, he pulled Ivar's shirt up and over his head. "We won't be needing this." He threw it somewhere behind him.

Ivar nervously smiled and placed his hands on Alex's hips. Alex looked him directly in the eyes, "It's ok. Calm down. It's just me." Ivar felt his face blush, surprised Alex had sensed his nervousness but almost relieved.

Alex leaned down and began kissing Ivar's neck. He trailed wet kisses down his neck and to his collarbone as his hands ran over his firm chest muscles.

Ivar's breathing picked up and Alex smiled as he continued with his gentle pecks. As he began kissing his chest, Ivar's hands started rubbing Alex's back.

Alex started to undo Ivar's pants as he looked up at Ivar. He saw the stressed look across his face and sat up, moving his hands away. "Hey, did you change your mind? We don't have to do this, ya know. I wont be upset."

Ivar grabbed his hands and held them. "No, that's not it. I.. I want this. I wa..want you."

"Then what is it, Ivar? Talk to me. I don't want to do anything you have seconds thoughts about." Alex's concern outweighed his desire.

"Fuck! I don't know. I just, umm, I'm nervous."

Alex smiled, "With me? Why? We know this is good." He motioned between them, "Really good, remember?" he sheepishly smiled again.

"It's just, do you know how long it's been since I've been with someone that I was in love with, Alex?"

Alex couldn't help but smile at how sweet he found Ivar's concern. Always wanting to please. He remembered how very different it was seeing this vulnerable side of Ivar and his smile softened and widened even more. Then he saw the seriousness in Ivar's eyes and tried to comfort him. Rubbing his hands, that Ivar still had in Alex's, he answered,"Yes, Ivar. It's been two weeks," and he winked.

Ivar actually smiled at this. He hadn't thought of it like that. It's just that he felt so intimidated. "I-I'm just worried that I, I'm gonna fuck it all up." He ran his hand over his face as he sighed.

Alex placed his hand over Ivar's heart. "Look. This is all that matters. The only way you can fuck this up is if you fuck me and leave me," Alex grimaced. "And you're stuck with me now. I'm not letting you leave me again. You are what matters. Not the sex. If you want to wait, we can. If you want to continue, we can. But Ivar, if we continue, you have to get out of your head. Stop worrying. My feelings for you will never change based on the quality or volume of sex we have. Or don't," Alex smiled sweetly at him, hoping he'd eased some of his worry.

"I'm sorry, love. I, umm, I guess I just needed reassurance. This is just too fucking good to be true." Alex couldn't believe how nervous Ivar was. He squeezed his hands and brought them to his mouth, kissing his knuckles.

As Ivar looked up into Alex's beautiful face, he felt his heart skip a beat. This beautiful creature sitting in his lap was actually in love with him. What had he done to deserve such an amazing person? As his eyes followed the shape of Alex's body, the definition of his chest and arm muscles, the warm smile on his face, the love he held in his eyes, his hesitation slowly began to disappear and his nervousness somewhat subsided. He knew it would still be there in the back of his mind but he was determined to ignore the small voice in his head telling him he wasn't good enough. He loved this man. He wanted this man. And he was going to show him just how much.

Just as Alex began to say something, Ivar sat straight up so he could reach Alex's lips. He put his arms underneath Alex's armpits, pulling him closer, and grabbed Alex's head from behind. Pushing his face closer, he planted a hungry kiss on Alex's mouth, sucking his lips and entering his tongue to, again, play chase with Alex's. As the moment grew more intense, Ivar couldn't believe he'd even been so worried. This is right where he was meant to be.

His courage growing, Ivar quickly turned, still holding Alex tightly against himself, and rolled Alex over onto his back, falling roughly halfway beside Alex and halfway on top of him.

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Words escaped Alex's lips as Ivar leaned over him and gently kissed him but he quickly pulled away as panic spread across his face. "Alex!" his voice cracked, "We can't do this! It's way too soon to do this without any of those tablets of Y/N's! Oh fuck! It will not be pleasant for you at all, love."

Alex laughed, pulling Ivar back to his mouth and kissed him as Ivar pulled away again. "Alex, seriously. We can't make..."

Alex placed his finger over Ivar's mouth. "Calm down, you fucking protective sweetheart!" Alex grinned, his heart bubbling over with joy at Ivar's thoughtfulness. "It's ok. Y/N gave them to me the other night! I already took them when you went to the bathroom earlier. I also have plenty of lube." He felt Ivar instantly relax.

"Aww, thank fuck," Ivar looked relieved. "You should have started with that. Next time start with that. Fuck!" He wiped the sweat from his brow, "So when will you be, umm, ready?" he shyly asked, blushing again.

Alex smiled, "I already am!"

With a smile on his face, Ivar leaned down and began softly kissing Alex on his neck. It was as if Ivar's soft lips were massaging his skin that literally felt like it was on fire, and his tongue was savoring the taste of him with every painfully slow lick.

As Ivar's wet, erotic kisses slowly traveled down to Alex's chest, he looked up to Alex and their eyes locked in a steamy hot gaze of desire. Alex felt his heart began to race as Ivar's kisses trailed lower and lower over his torso, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

Ivar placed his right hand gently on Alex's chest as just his fingertips ghosted over his hot skin. His touch was electric. Never breaking their gaze, he slowly, barely, rubbed Alex's abdomen up and down while holding his weight on his left arm and continuing with his kisses.

Alex's hands combed through Ivar's hair as one grabbed a handful and gently tugged, and the other found Ivar's shoulders and squeezed. Ivar smiled into Alex's chest as he continued lower.

As Ivar reached Alex's waist, he grabbed the drawstring to Alex's sweats with his teeth and held it in his mouth. Alex loudly gulped. Ivar began to pull the drawstring until he untied the sweats. Smiling from ear to ear, he looked up at Alex. Winking, he asked, "Do you still want me, love?"

Alex's heart began to pound and between his heavy panting, he answered, "Fuck! That was so fucking hot! I have never wanted anything or anyone more."

Ivar quickly raised himself to his knees. With Alex lifting his body from the bed, Ivar slid Alex's sweats completely off of him and instantly dropped them to the floor, licking his lips.

Alex blushed as Ivar scanned his body with his eyes. His hands automatically went to cover himself, but Ivar caught them and laid them to either side of him on the bed. "That won't be necessary, love. Trust me when I say, I like what I see," Ivar smirked.

Intertwining his fingers with Alex's, he bent Alex's arms back so that his hands were beside his head. He slowly crawled over Alex's body, their eyes locked in a gaze of pure desire, as Alex's breathing began to speed up, and his hands in Ivar's grip squeezed tightly.

As Ivar hovered over Alex, his hand slowly trailed over Alex's chest, lightly and softly grazing him with his fingertips, igniting flames of passion all over every inch of Alex's body. As he reached Alex's stomach, he broke their enchanted kiss and whispered in his ear, "You're sure you still want to do this, right?" and he nibbled Alex's ear, sending chills down his spine.

He held Alex's hands there as he leaned down to kiss Alex. Alex felt as if he would melt into the bed as their lips met with a fiery passion. The way their tongues danced together, the sensation of their lips touching and caressing eachother, the warmth of their breath on one another, and the closeness of their bodies, skin on skin, made them become as one as they were lost in the moment, consumed by their heated passion. It was as if they were the only two people in the world, and absolutely nothing else mattered at this moment.

Alex moaned, "Of course! Absolutely!"

"You know the drill. You tell me if that changes."

Alex only nodded his head, unable to speak any longer. Every touch from Ivar's warm hands to Alex's hot body felt electric to Alex.

Ivar moved his hand further down until he finally reached Alex's already hard, throbing dick. Staring directly into Alex's eyes, he wrapped his warm hand around it and gently squeezed. He began pumping his fist up and down around it while watching Alex's eyes roll into the back of his head.

Alex whimpered when Ivar leaned back down and began kissing up his neck. Breathing heavily into Alex's ear, he asked, "Where's the lube, love?"

Alex pointed to the nightstand beside his bed. Ivar removed his hand and mouth from Alex and leaned over him to the nightstand. As he did, Alex rubbed his hands down Ivar's chest, admiring the feel, to his waist. He began to undo Ivar's pants while he leaned up and licked his collar bone. Ivar jolted, and Alex smiled. He nibbled on Ivar's shoulder and his plump lips, then kissed over the marks he left. Ivar hummed in delight.

Alex began sliding Ivar's pants down and as he reveled Ivar's ass, he grabbed his cheeks and squeezed before giving his ass a slap, sending chills over Ivar's body.

Ivar helped take his pants the rest of the way off, and suddenly, he felt nervous again. "I, umm, I want to make this perfect, Alex." He felt himself beginning to panic.

Alex placed his hands on each side of Ivar's face and looking him deeply in the eyes, said, "It already is, Ivar." He softly kissed Ivar and smiled as he pulled away from him, "Shhhh, stop worrying."

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Ivar gave Alex a pillow and nervously told him, "Facing me again, ok?"

Alex placed the pillow underneath himself and laid back again. "Definitely. I have to see you."

Grinning, Ivar sat back on his knees again, in front of Alex's widespread legs, and squeezed the lube into his hands. He coated himself with the lube, spreading it, very generously, all over his very hard cock. Looking at Alex, he gave himself very slow, tantalizing strokes as Alex whimpered.

Alex bit his bottom lip as he watched. He leaned up again and softly said to Ivar, "I want a taste." Not giving Ivar an opportunity to respond, he forcefully pushed him backwards and yanked his feet out from under him.

Ivar started to protest but as he opened his mouth to speak, Alex shoved two of his fingers into Ivar's mouth. Ivar's eyes widened but he began to suck them.

Alex flinched and leaned forward to face Ivar's cock. Wasting no time, he sucked the tip of Ivar's dick into his mouth. Ivar squeezed his eyes shut and his breathing began to pick up.

Alex twirled his tongue around Ivar as Ivar began to squirm. Then Alex took as much of him as he could into his mouth and began bobbing his head up and down as his hand found the base of Ivar and started to pump up and down in sync with his mouth.

Ivar was completely consumed by the moment. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he lost track of where he even was, conscious only of Alex. He moaned in pleasure, only urging Alex on.

Alex glanced up at Ivar and was pleased to see what his work was doing to him. Gripping Ivar tighter with his hand, he let his tongue concentrate on the tip of him while his other hand began to lightly rub his side up and down.

The sensation of Alex's tongue and lips working their magic combined with his hands on Ivar's body was too much. Ivar jolted up and pushed Alex off of him. Startled, Alex's eyes widened and his hands grasped at Ivar but Ivar quickly pushed them beside them on the bed and held himself slightly above Alex. "Love, you still want me inside you? I can't fucking take anymore of that. It's too fucking hot," Ivar practically growled.

Alex bit his lip and shook his head yes. Ivar grabbed the lube and slowly squeezed it out and let it run down Alex's butt cheeks. He smiled widely as Alex jerked from the feeling. "You like that, humm?"

Ivar placed his hand on Alex and rubbed the lube all over his entrance as Alex squirmed. Even though he was still wet from Alex's mouth, he still put more lube in his hand and lathered himself up. Looking down at Alex's red face, he asked, "Are you ready, love?"

"Fuck, yes!"

Ivar positioned himself at Alex's tight opening as he leaned over his body. He could feel the heat radiating from Alex's skin and he smiled. He slowly pushed the tip of himself into Alex and waited a moment as Alex gulped and tried to adjust. "You ok?" Ivar, ever caring, asked.

"Yes," Alex answered, placing his hands up around Ivar's neck, as he stared deeply into his eyes, fluttering around Ivar's thickness.

Ivar slowly pushed himself deeper into Alex until he finally bottomed out. He remained still for a moment, gazing into Alex's loving eyes, still not believing this was real. He wanted it to be perfect for Alex so badly and wanted Alex to know, for sure, how he felt. Pushing his nerves aside as best he could, and trying to ignore what a wreck he was, he leaned down to quickly kiss Alex and then told him, "I will seriously never get tired of this."

Alex cupped his cheek and raised up a little, and kissed him back. "Neither will I," Alex panted.

Slowly, Ivar began to rock his hips, moving back and forth inside of Alex. He held himself up on his elbows, on each side of Alex, so not to crush him and looking down at him, asked, "Is this good with you, love?"

Alex's breathing sped up as he answered, "Oh my God! Yes!"

Ivar, remembering Alex's preference from the last time they were together, pulled back to almost exit Alex altogether and then began to slam back into him, but as he made eye contact again with Alex, he felt the need to take his time and savor the moment. He moved himself back into Alex slowly, passionately, their breathing increasing, their hearts pounding, and their desire for eachother growing even more. As Ivar reached as far as he could, with the flick of his hips, he thrusted into Alex one hard time. Alex moaned out, "Damn! Do that again!" and Ivar did, never losing eye contact, making everything even more sensual.

Lost completely in eachother, they began moving together in perfect harmony, their breathing almost in sync. They locked eyecontact and interlocked their fingers in eachother's hands, squeezing tightly. The closeness and rush of emotions they each felt as they explored eachother's body with eagerness was so intense, it was almost overwhelming. With their moans of pleasure echoing in the stillness of the night, flames of passion ignited every inch of their bodies like a wildfire burning hotter and hotter, their bodies fitting together perfectly like puzzle pieces.

Ivar's long, slow thrusts into Alex were intoxicating and Alex could barely catch his breath. Alex broke their eye contact and pulled Ivar down to him and feverishly began kissing him as his hands got lost in Ivar's hair. The kiss was a long and languorous kiss that caused Ivar to jolt forward into Alex with another hard thrust. Alex whimpered into Ivar's mouth as they hungrily continued their kiss.

Skin on skin, becoming connected as one, the intensity of their passionate kiss increased. Sweat glistened over Ivar's body as his slow stroking up into Alex began to grow a bit faster and harder. Ivar's touch was electrifying on Alex's skin as he lightly trailed his fingers down Alex's side leaving goosebumps along the way.

Alex was trembling when Ivar's hand finally reached between them and found his hard, pulsating cock. Alex's heavy breathing led way to a muffled groan with the heat from Ivar's hand slowly stroking him in rhythm with his pelvis. Ivar kissed from Alex's lips to his jaw and slowly up his jawline to his ear. His voice small, "I love you," he whispered into Alex's ear and Alex thickly swallowed. Alex then wrapped his arms tightly under Ivar's arms, hands holding onto his shoulders. Using his hands on Ivar's shoulders for leverage, he thrusted into Ivar causing Ivar to moan in surprise, "Fuck!"

Alex did it a second time and Ivar dropped his head, nearly collapsing. Alex turned his head to Ivar's ear, "I love you, too."

Ivar was taken back. He couldn't remember ever exchanging those three words before during sex. As much as he'd thought he'd been in love before, now he thought maybe he hadn't been. He, at least, knew it had been absolutely nothing like this. He'd barely said it to his ex at all but definitely never like this. This was another first for him and he struggled to hold back the tears. He felt more vulnerable now than ever.

His movements slowed almost to a complete stop as he buried his face into Alex's neck. Alex, sensing the change, turned to Ivar. "Hey, hey. What's wrong, Ivar? What happened?" He rubbed his hair away from his face and kissed his cheek. "Hey, talk to me."

Still moving painfully slowly, Ivar raised his head up. Tear filled eyes stared back at Alex. "Oh, fuck! What is it? Are you ok? Look, we can stop," Alex panicked, trying to sit up and stop Ivar's movements.

"Shh, it's ok," he said softly, placing a finger over Alex's lips. "I'm just, umm, I'm happy, love. That's all. I promise. And that's as new to me as everything else." Alex looked deeply into Ivar's eyes for confirmation that he was being honest, but he could already tell he was. "Happiness, like this, is sincerely a new, new thing for me. I won't lie. I'm a wreck, Alex, but I'd really like to finish this if you still want to."

Alex was stunned. How could he tell this beautiful creature who was looking down at him so lovenly no? And so he didn't. "Of course, Ivar. I want to finish this with you. We can talk later." He pulled Ivar to him and kissed him again, barely stopping for air. He then pulled away from him and began to blush. "Umm, is there... uh, do you think..?" he stumbled over his words.

"What is it, love? What do you want?" Ivar asked, his voice dripping with concern.

"Ummm, well, do you think it's possible for me to umm, be... FUCK, on top?" Alex quickly covered his face with his hands, trying to hide his embarrassment.

The thought aroused Ivar even more and, removing Alex's hands from his face so he could see into his eyes, he shot him his devilish smile. "Oh, fuck yeah!" he gulped. "But it may be a little too painful for you."

"Umm, can we try?" Alex asked, all too eager.

"Of course." Ivar was so excited, he'd already forgotten about how tight his chest felt, all lost in his emotions. He decided to focus on the physical aspect of it all, knowing he could pick apart every one of his feelings later. He hadn't expected this emotional roller coaster but the excitement he felt now took over. He slowly pulled himself completely out of Alex as his heart rate increased rapidly and Alex moaned. He rolled over onto his back beside Alex. "I'm all yours, love." He flased his flirty smile once more.

Alex asked him to sit up and lay back against the headboard of the bed. Ivar did as requested. Alex grabbed the bottle of lube and and put more into his hand. As he gripped Ivar's hard dick and began to spread it all on him again, Ivar's head fell backwards, moans of pleasure exiting his mouth. Alex crawled into Ivar's lap and hovered his body over him. Looking at Ivar, he asked, "Are you ready for this?"

"Fuck yes, love! Just don't hurt yourself. I'll be ok if we have to stop."

Smiling, Alex answered, "Always putting me first. Thank you, babe." He leaned down and quickly kissed Ivar and then sat back up, lining himself up with Ivar as Ivar held himself in place.

Alex slowly began to sink down onto Ivar's now throbing cock. As the tip entered him, Ivar removed his hand and grabbed Alex by the hips, trying to help steady him. Alex moaned out, "Oh, fuck!"

"Take it easy, love," Ivar said, focusing only on Alex's reactions.

Alex slowly lowered himself more and more onto Ivar as Ivar patiently waited for Alex to be ready for movement. The tightness Ivar felt was almost too much for him and he wasn't sure how long he'd last this way but all he could think about was not hurting Alex.

The two were so hyper aware of the other's body and reactions that it was almost distracting. Alex asked, "Are you ok, Ivar? Do you need me to stop?"

"Oh, hell no! I'm good, love. Take your time," he smiled.

Alex finally sank all the way down onto Ivar, swallowing up Ivar's twitching cock. He wrapped his legs tightly around Ivar's hips, interlocking them behind him, bringing the two of them even closer. The intimacy Ivar felt was overpowering as he looked up and into Alex's eyes. He placed his hand on Alex's cheek and pulled him in for a kiss. His heart was pounding harder than it had all night as the kiss grew more heated. He wrapped his other arm around Alex and held him tightly as he panted into Alex's mouth.

Alex pulled slightly away, Ivar's lips chasing his. "Please stop me if I hurt you." Ivar only knodded.

Keeping his eyes locked in their gaze of passion, Alex slowly began to rock his body. He groaned unrecognizable words. Wrapping his arms around Ivar, they both now sat in a tight embrace as Alex's movements began to speed up a little.

Alex gulped and moaned with every movement. "Are you ok?" Ivar asked, willing to stop if needed.

"Yes. It's a good pain, remember?"

Ivar removed his right arm from their embrace, still holding Alex tightly with his left, and slowly trailed his hand up Alex's back and down his chest, sending chills all over Alex. Still looking him straight in the eyes, his hand found Alex's ever ready, hard cock and quickly wrapped tightly around him. He began to stroke him up and down as he leaned forward a little and kissed Alex's collarbone. Ivar's hand motions made the pain Alex felt subside into pleasure.

Alex felt heat spread throughout his body as he continued to move painfully slowly up and down on Ivar. The closeness and intimacy he felt looking into Ivar's eyes staring back at him in complete wonder was breathtaking. He knew he would never get enough of this intensity.

Ivar's heavy breathing sped up with each small movement of Alex's hips. Staring into Alex's eyes, still, he thrusted his hips forward, jolting upward and into Alex. Alex whimpered and Ivar did it again. Within seconds, the two found their rhythm and Ivar began fucking up into Alex as Alex rotated his hips seductively.

With every thrust from Ivar, sounds escaped Alex's mouth, echoing into the room. As Alex moved his hips in sync with Ivar's, their passion grew even more. Ivar's grip around Alex's waist and back held him tightly to him as his hand pounded up and down on him even harder. Their stare intensified, an unspoken agreement not to look away from eachother, and Alex, again, softly said, between pants, "I love you."

A tear rolled down Ivar's cheek and Alex caught it with his finger. He brought his finger to his lips and slowly licked the tear from his finger. Ivar gasped, his heart beating even faster than before, and he knew he couldn't handle this anymore.

Before Alex even knew what was happening, Ivar moved forward, held onto Alex even tighter, and quickly turned to his side, landing Alex on his back with himself hovering over him, still inside him. Alex's eyes widened as he gulped. "Did I hurt you? Are you ok?" Ivar asked him, concerned.

"I'm fine. You, you just shocked me. Damn, that was fucking hot," Alex whimpered as he responded.

Ivar leaned down and hungrily kissed Alex as he slowly began to move inside of Alex again. Trembling, he looked back into Alex's eyes again. As he slowly moved his hips, he brought his hand to his mouth and spit into it. Alex gasped at the sight as he shivered in anticipation.

Ivar's hand found Alex's hard dick again and wrapped tightly around him. The sensation of Ivar's wet palm sent chills down Alex's spine as Ivar began pumping him up and down again along with his stroking in and out of him.

Something about it, now, was slower, calmer, and way more intense than anything between them had been as of yet. Alex's heart rate sped up and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

As Ivar held Alex's gaze, every movement was more sensual than the one before. Alex's hands tangled in Ivar's hair and he pulled him closer. Ivar dropped his head to the nape of Alex's neck and he feathered kisses up it as Alex whimpered. When he reached Alex's ear, he softly bit it before raising his head back above Alex and once again, staring into his eyes

With every roll of his hips, pounding deeper into Alex, Alex's heart fluttered and his tight grip around Ivar vibrated causing Ivar to arch his back with his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "Cum for me, love! I want to hear you yelling my name as you cum for me," Ivar's raspy voice commanded.

Clutching Ivar's shoulders, Alex began thrusting up into Ivar in sync with Ivar's movements, causing Ivar to groan out Alex's name in pure extasy. The two of them melted into eachother and as they moved together, lovenly, passionately. Ivar whispered, "I'm close, love. I need you to finish first."

Alex was already close to his release and as Ivar leaned down and licked Alex's lips, it was enough for Alex as it sent electric shocks throughout his veins. His entire body tensed up as white, silk streams of his cum shot out between them as he called out, "Oh my God, Ivar!"

Alex clinched his ass cheeks around Ivar and held him even more tightly as Ivar's pace picked up and fell out of any kind of rhythm. He grinded into Alex sloppily and his movements quickly stammered as his entire body stiffened and twitched. He shot his load as he tried to tell Alex, "Alex! I'm, I'm..."

"Yes, babe! Now you cum for me!" Alex said, breathing heavily.

Ivar slowly stopped his movements and collapsed on top of Alex with a thud. Alex grunted and Ivar grinned, "That was absolutely fantastic, love. I've...umm, I've never experienced anything like that. Not even the last time we were together. Fuck!" He swallowed thickly and slowly pulled out of Alex and rolled to his side, his arms still wrapped around Alex.

Hot and sweaty, and very messy, they still laid there entangled in eachother, taking in everything and coming back down together. As their breathing slowed and heartrates returned to normal, their grip on eachother never loosened. They laid like that, intertwined in eachother, in complete silence, comfortably enjoying breathing eachother in.

Not really wanting to break the peaceful, comfortable silence, Alex hesitated, "That really was fantastic, Ivar. I, umm, I don't think... umm..."

"What is it, love? You know you can tell me anything," Ivar tried not to panic, rubbing his hand over Alex's cheek and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"I-I don't think I've ever made love to anyone before, Ivar. And that, umm, that's what that was, right? It was so different and so amazing. I've never experienced anything like that before either," Alex blushed and looked away from Ivar's piercing eyes.

It hit Ivar like a ton of bricks. No wonder he had been such a wreck. It was more than just having sex with the one he loved. It was making love with him, which had such deeper meaning than he'd ever imagined. The connection they shared was unreal and seriously like no other. He couldn't put words to it. Alex looked back at Ivar and saw the understanding and realization in his face. "I, uh.. I..ummm," he tried.

Alex cupped his cheek and replied, "I know. Oh my God, I know. It's ok. You don't have to say it. Believe me, I understand completely." He smiled and kissed Ivar deeply.

Ivar pulled away, "Now, you know the rule, love. You can't do that, or I'll have to have my way with you again."

He gave Alex his shit ass eating grin again, and Alex laughed, "You're terrible."

"Yes, and you love it. Let's go get washed up," he continued to grin. "Oh, and Alex?" he said as he sat up in the bed and looked back at Alex.

"Yes?"

"When we come back to bed, I want to be entangled with you the rest of the night just like we were right now, ok, love? I'm seriously not letting you go this time."

Alex smiled as he felt warmth spread all throughout his body, "Absolutely, Ivar. I wouldn't have it any other way."

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