You were working on one of Floki's ships, having him as a father gave you a lot of pressure. He wanted you to be as good at building boats as he was. But it was a hard job for a woman, keeping up with somebody that is so driven like him. Luckily for you your mother held a close eye on you. Ever since she lost her second daughter Helga cared to much about you. Sometimes it made you annoyed, having her always around while all you wanted to do is see the world, be free. But on other moments, you couldn't imagine a word without her.

'Y/n.' You heard her call out. You and Floki both turned around to the little cabin on the beach to Helga, Ivar sat aside her. Floki looked aside to you, smiling idiotically large.

'It's nothing.' You answered him, giving the hammer.

'If you say so my child.' He nodded, still smiling. You frowned your eyebrows and turned around, walking through the sand towards Ivar. You shortly smiled to Helga who walked away before crouching down aside Ivar.

'What is it?' You ask. He squeezed his blue eyes together.

'Why does there has to be something?' He asked, rather snappy. You sighed.

'You acting like this.' You pointed out. He looked towards Floki and you followed that gaze before sitting down aside him.

'My brothers claim I will never kiss a girl, or not being able to do so.' He threw it out. He probably wouldn't say if you had not spend so much time together here.

'You have never kissed a girl?' You asked a little shocked.

'Do I look like I could kiss a girl.' He lashed out, pointing towards his legs. Offcourse that got him angry in a very short time. You swallowed and tapped his skinny legs.

'A girl shouldn't give about that, she should look at this,' you laid your hand on his chest before placing your finger against his temple. 'and this.' You said. Ivar was a vulnerable person, he acted harshly most of the time but he wasn't.

'Can you learn me?' He asked, out of nothing.

'What?'

'How to kiss.' He clarified. You turned your body a little, looking at him, mouth dropped open. 'You kissed before right?' He asked further.

'Yes but Ivar, why? We are friends.'

'You sure?' He asked you right back. Now he was confusing you and in a way it amused him.

'Yes we are, right?' You insisted, looking into his strong blue eyes. 'No?' You whispered, looking away, denying the feeling you got every time he came by. You breathed out, ignoring his gaze.

'If you are my friend I will respect that boundary.' He laid his hand over yours and gave a little squeeze, turning his body away from you, crawling away. You swallowed, looking over the ocean before getting up and running after him.

'Alright!' You said. You saw him smiling before he turned around and tilted his head. 'Tonight, here.' You announced. He rolled his jaw and smiled confident but his eyes didn't follow that gesture. You were pretty sure he was tearing himself apart from insecurity on the inside.

Your parents were to some kind of a feast in the great hall. You had to convince them you were feeling not to well to let them decide to leave you home. You were passing over the sand, looking towards the moon. You always loved the night, the calmed it brought. When you heard something you turned around, looking towards Ivar who crawled over the sand towards you. 'Why are you so eager on proving yourself towards your brothers?' You asked when he was close enough. He didn't answer until he sat before you.

'Because,' he turned around, crossing his arms in his lap before looking up. 'they won't believe me otherwise.' He reacted, impatience.

'So I need to learn you how to kiss a girl so you can kiss somebody in front of them.'

'Exactly!'

'That strings you know.' You reacted. He chuckled while you crouched down.

'I thought we were only friends?' He said with a challenging smug grin on his face. He was getting you angry and you weren't much angry on him.

'Stop being so smug.' You warned him. His smile died and he looked down into his lap. It was silence for a very long time, you just looked at him as he looked into his lap.

'Does it help if I say I dream of kissing you?' He asked. His tone totally changed and when he looked up he was more insecure, doubting.

'Don't let this backfire on me Ivar.' You whispered, insecure yourself.

'I wouldn't hurt you.' He promised. You nodded before looked away, not knowing how to even start this.

'Alright.' You took a deep breath and changed your position, placing yourself in his lap. His eyes shifted over your body, keeping his hands as far away from you as possible. He wetted his lips, looking back up. You never had been that close to him. He was scared. 'It's me, I never judge.' You whispered, lying your hand on his face, cupping his jaw. He brought his head closer, connection his forehead with yours. You looked into his eyes, feeling his breath and you swallowed. 'Just don't rush of, don't want to much, just go in the feeling.' You whispered. You brought your lips closer, looking into his eyes before you closer yours as you pressed you lips against his. He felt tensed, his lips hardly moved when you moved yours. 'Relax Ivar.' You muttered, cupping his face with both your hands. He relaxed. His lips started to open up a little and you applied a little more pressure, stroking your fingers over his jawline. 'You can touch me.' Which he did with some hesitation. One hand sneaked around your waist, the other rested in your neck, playing the hair on the back of your neck. The slow pace, his uncertainty, it made you really fall in love in the moment. He pulled back, breathing a little louder before opening his eyes to you.

'How do I do?' He asked.

'Like you can handle a little more?' You laughed dryly. He caressed your face, pulling you towards him. You smiled against his lips, feeding him a little more pace he eagerly accepted. 'You can use your tongue.' You breathed. He got a little confused right there so you opened your mouth, pressing your tongue against his teeth. And when he relaxed and opened you wrapped your arms around his neck while you started to explore the inside on him. Feeling his tongue drift over yours, feeling how he discovered that part of you ... The situation heated up really quickly, he found comfort in your pace and he made a growling sound from in the back of his throat, something that rushed the goosebumps over your arms. His hand sunk away from your neck, you felt his fingers travel over your breast, down until he wrapped them both around your body. This wasn't just kissing anymore. 'Ivar.' You panted, touching his chin when he broke himself loose from you. 'I think you got the hang of it, if we don't stop now we will be doing other things.' You breathed heavily. He had he eyes still closed, devouring your lips again with his.

'Like what?' He asked, turning you from your lap into the sand on your back. You felt his weight and swallowed.

'Like this.' You whispered when he looked down your body.

'Are we still friends?' He followed.

'Not so sure anymore.' You whispered, feeling how he brought his body down for another session, shit, he got you that far, you moaned.