#first lessons

[jasper-the-menace]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Now that he's back in the land of the living, Krosis needs to regain the skills he had before he was sealed away.

Just realized today that I've never posted a link to the second story in this series on Tumblr, while I did for stories one, three, and four...my bad.

[suau-reshuffled]

"So, these saber are dulled. That doesn't mean that they can't hurt, just that it's difficult. I want you to grip the handle of your sword, notice how the handle isn't a perfect cylinder? What do you think that's for?"

Connie thought for a second, it made the grip more comfortable, but she didn't think that would be it. Then it hit her.

"It tells you the alignment of the blade?"

Connie wasn't sure if that's was correct, even if it was, it might not be the only reason.

"Exactly correct Connie, it also stops the blade from becoming misaligned after a strike. Now, what might be the advantages and disadvantages of a single edged sword compared to a double edged one?"

Connie was lost, she hadn't a clue. Embarrassing as it felt, Connie just asked.

"Good, I was getting worried you might now all this already and get bored. The answer is that it is a trick question. It all depends on how you want to use your sword. These sabers were designed with dueling in mind, they have a straight Blade and simple design so that they could be mass-produced with little error, in turn increasingly the fairness of the dual, while decreasing cost as these swords were commonly broken in duals. The Single Edge in this case was to allow the user to push against the back of their own blade, both to increase force in close quarters combat, as well as to stop your opponent from being able to cut you with your own blade"

Pearl was clearly trying for an educational tone, but was mostly failing due to her excitement. She was clearly excited not only by swords, but combatative history in General.

It really was interesting, it was mostly European. Most of what Connie knew about ancient wars and sword fighting was Asian, so Connie asked.

"No one did War better than Europe. Asia may have been flashy, but the best and most consistent tactics, weapons, and people came from their west. On that topic..."

Pearl reached to the stone on her forehead, and pulled out a leather bound book.

"... This is a manual on straight saber dueling, I want you to read from chapters 1- 14. I don't want you to practice any of this without my supervision, don't want to form any bad habits, but it will give you an idea of what you will be doing. This will help you actually learn it later. We're out of time, take that book home and try not to lose it. I made several transcripts, but would rather not lose them"

With that, and a pillar of blue light, Connie was shuffled home. At least her mother would be happy with how scholarly this was starting out.

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[daedric-prince-of-pasta]

Ancano? You okay, buddy?

“I can’t wait to kill these fucking kids.”

[akamaiden]

The Beginnings

A/N: It's thirst thursday (or it was when I started writing this), my loves! I'm sorry it took me ages to write this but I finally made it. I want to dedicate this chapter for my beautiful angels:

@ivaraddict for motivate me to write this. Laura, your words gave me inspiration to write this. ❤️

@ivarsshieldmadien for making this sinful beautiful moodboard. Kalen, I love you. ❤️

@amazingimagines for being such a sweetheart! Your support and kind words keep me going. Thank you so much. ❤️

Pairing: Hvitserk x Reader // Ivar x Reader.

Warnings: An endless hole of smut.

Words: 2,650. 

Previous Chapter // Main Masterlist

It's been a while since you saw Ivar and Hvitserk for the last time. You could still feel their hands running through your body, forming goosebumps in your skin, marking you as their. 

You were trying to focus on work but it was really hard. You had to finish a document that you didn't even start to write it.

You were finishing your fourth cup of coffee when you heard your phone ringing. It was a message. 

“How is my girl doing today?”

You felt your heart racing while reading Hvitserk's message.

“I'm fighting with a deadline and a doc that I didn't even started it :(” you answered.

“Is something wrong? Or your muse simply disappeared?” Hvitserk answered immediately.

“She disappeared :(” 

“Are you really pouting?” 

“Maybe. Why??”

“When you pout I want to bite your bottom lip and hear you moaning”

“I'll keep this in mind, Hvitty. What are you doing?”

“Trying not to die from boredom, I already did all I had to do I'm just waiting for time to pass. What are you wearing?” 

“And Ivar? What kind of question is that? I'm wearing clothes, duh” 

“He's in a reunion right now. Be more specific about your clothes, kitten. ;)”

“A floral pink dress”

“Do you know what's the best thing about dresses?” 

“They're cute?” 

“It's easier to get into your panties”

“Ugh! Do you say this to all your girls?” 

You waited for his answer but it didn't come. You were about to type "sorry" when your phone started ringing. This time Hvitserk was calling you.

“Hvitty, I'm sorry,” you said.

“You're my only girl, okay? I think you needed to know this. Did you understand me?” he said.

“I-i... Yes,” you said.

“Are you alone in your office?” he asked.

“Yes. Why?” you asked.

“Lock your door,” he commanded you.

“Why?” 

“Lock. Your. Door,”

“Okay, whatever,” you said rolling your eyes. 

“Do you know that I'm missing your tight little pussy so bad, right?” he said.

“Hvitty, I was supposed to be working now,” you said trying to stop him.

“I'm trying to help you, kitten,” 

“Saying that you miss my pussy?” 

“Can you let me finish?” 

“Okay,” you said rolling your eyes.

“I'm missing you so damn much. Just seeing you, talking to you, y'know?”

You could practically see his smile while he was saying you this.

“I'm missing you too, Hvitty,” you said.

“If I worked with you, I'd sneak into your room and then I'd start covering you with kisses. Can you imagine it, kitten? I'd start kissing your chin and slowly I'd make my way down and down in your beautiful body,” 

“Hvitty,” you changed.

God, you missed him and Ivar so badly you couldn't wait to be with them again. 

“I'd slowly take your dress off and once you were wearing just your lingerie I'd start having fun with you,” he said.

“What would you do?” you asked biting your bottom lip.

“I'd tease your nipples through your bra, kitten. I'd bite then, just to see you arching your body, moaning lowly and pulling my hair,” 

“Hvitty, stop before-”

“Before I ruin your lingerie? That's exactly the point babe, c'mon. If you be a good girl I can reward you,”

“Be more specific,” you mocked him.

“I can make you cum uncountable times just with my mouth. Can you imagine it? You tied up in the bed, legs spread open, at my complete mercy, while I'm taking my time with you, even denying your orgasm,”

“You wouldn't dare,” you said lowly while you were pressing your thighs together trying to ignore the pool of pure arousal between your legs.

“You don't know me, kitten,” he said laughing.

“Hvitty, please, I need to cum,” you begged. You needed him again. “I want my boys to take care of me, please,” you begged shamelessly.

“Considering that my brother is busy, I'll take care of you babe. Are your sweet little pussy wet, huh?” he asked.

You guided your hands to inside your panties and you weren't surprised with how wet you were.

“Yes, I'm,” you moaned.

“Gods, I wish I could taste you right now, licking everything you can give it to me. Circle your clit with my thumb while my tongue is deep buried inside your pussy,” he said.

You moaned in response. “Can I touch me?” you asked.

“Do that for me, kitten. Imagine it's my thumb working in your clit, huh?” he said.

“Hvitty, I-i am so wet,” you panted.

“Spread those legs for me, beautiful. Yes, just like this. Now let me sink two fingers into your pussy,” he said.

You turned on your speaker and let in a volume that only you could hear him.

“Ride my fingers, babe,” Hvitserk said.

You didn't think twice before pulling your panties down and slid two fingers into your wetness.

“Hvitty, babe,” you moaned lowly.

“What are you feeling, kitten? Say it to me. How does it feel riding my fingers?” he asked.

“Good, so good,” you moaned.

“You're so beautiful like that, baby. Fuck yourself on my fingers. I want to see you falling apart,” he said.

You were over stimulated and it wouldn't take long for you to reach your high. Hvitserk's hoarse voice, saying dirty things to you and the possibility of getting caught was too much. You came biting your bottom lip preventing you to moan loudly.

Hvitserk waited patiently for you to come back from your high.

“How's my girl feeling right now?” he asked.

“Better,” you said still trying to steady your breath.

“Unfortunatelly I have to go now, kitten,” he said.

“When will I see you?” you almost begged.

“Hopefully on the weekend,” he said.

“Okay, I think I can survive one more day,” you said.

“You can always call me so we can repeat that,” he said.

“I'll remember that, Hvitty. Text me anything, okay?” you asked.

“Same to you. Behave, kitten,” he said and hung up.

Behave. Well, it was thursday. All you had to do was waiting just one more day. You could do that, right?

Much to your surprise, now more relaxed you managed to do all of your tasks with ease.

Once you were back in your home you ordered a pizza because you weren't in a mood for cooking.

So when you opened the door you were surprised when you saw Ivar holding the pizza box with a cute smirk on his face.

“Are you planning conquer the world or something? CEO, now pizza delivery, what else can you do?” you asked opening the door for him and helping him to get into your apartment.

“Well, you're about to discover what else I can do,” he said winking at you.

“Okay but first what exactly are you doing here?” you asked.

“Aren't you happy? I thought that you'd be happy,” he said almost pouting.

“Hey, I didn't say that. I'm just surprised,” you said and kissed his cheek softly.

“How was your day, baby girl?” he asked and slowly started massaging your feet.

“Pretty boring but I managed to do all my things,” you said.

“Pretty boring? I thought Hvitserk said that you had an exciting conversation today,” he said. 

“I, uh... Well,” you started.

“Did you have a good time?” he asked.

“Yes. I asked for you, he said you were in a reunion or something,” you said biting your bottom lip.

“I was indeed, but I'm kinda jealous I won't lie,” he said.

“Jealous about me?” you asked.

“Sure,” he said. 

Now he was massaging your legs and then you realized that it was a good thing wearing just one big shirt as PJ's.

“What about your secretary?” you said.

You were pretty sure that you were playing with fire but at that moment all you wanted was to get burned, to get marked. And you knew that Ivar could think about million different ways to do so.

“Do you think I'm still fucking her?” he asked. “I don't know,” you said shrugging.

“I'm not fucking anyone's pussy beyond yours. Did I make myself clear?” he asked now reaching your thighs, pressing them.

“Can you repeat?” you asked and climbed up his lap.

“You are mine,” he said closing his hand on your throat, he wasn't choking you exactly, but only the warm of his skin against yours was enough to left you breathing heavily.

“What about Hvitserk?” you sassed.

“I occasionally share you with him,” he said and started squeezing your throat.

You rolled your eyes shut and threw your head back. Truth be told, everytime with them you were discovering a new kink.

“You have such a kinky mind, my dear Y/N,” he said and pulled you closer to him so he could start kissing your neck.

“Ivar,” you moaned softly and pulled his soft brown hair. 

“What do you want? Say it, baby girl,” he teased you.  

“I want your cock, please. You didn't claim me as yours, only Hvitserk did,” you said pouting.

“Go to your bed, now,” he said.

“Come with me,” you purred.

“Go wait for me, I have something to do first,” he said.

“Don't take so long,” you said and went to your bedroom. 

You laid on the bed and started taking your clothes off. You weren't the most self confident person, but you still remember how both Ivar and Hvitserk were mesmerized by your body, so that gave you a little more confidence.

When Ivar come back, you were sitting in your bed, trying not to freak out about the fact that you were about to have sex with your another best friend. The first time that happened, you weren't 100% sober so it was a hell easier do this.

“Ivar,” you said. 

“What happened?” he asked noticing your sudden mood change.

“Are you sure?” you said blushing.

It didn't take more than seconds for Ivar to understand what you were talking about. He just like you grew up hating his body.

“I'm more than sure. Have you looked at yourself? You're a fucking goddess,” he said kissing your cheeks and caressing your neck. “But If you're not feeling well, we can watch something on Netflix, okay? Just say the word,” he said kissing your hands softly.

That was why Ivar was closer to you than Hvitserk. Everytime you complained about your body to Hvitserk he said simply that you were saying bullshits and that you were beautiful. Ivar, on the other hand, listened you for hours if you were in the mood and then he comforted you, he said an amount of things and by the end of the day you were feeling better than ever.

“No, I want to do this,” you said and got closer to him and caressed his face. “You're beautiful. So damn beautiful,” you said kissing his perfect jawline. 

“Yeah?” he asked.

Much to your surprise he didn't sound cocky, he sounded sincere. He sounded like he was asking for assurance from his lover.

“Yeah,” you said and started taking his black shirt off.  

“I want to test a few things. Would you let me, Y/N?” he asked.

“Depends,” you said giving open mouthed kisses in his neck.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes,” you said without thinking twice.

“Okay, that was everything I need to know,” and then he laid you said on the bed and covered your body with his own and started kissing you.

His mouth felt so soft and yet so eager against your. His hands roaming your body, it was so damn delicious.

You helped him to get rid of the rest of his clothes and when you started to stroking his length, he stopped you.

“Lay down,” he commanded.

You laid down and spread your legs to him.

“Remember what I said about some things I'd like to test?” he said.

“Yes,” you asked raising your eyebrows to him.

If there was anything you'd like to test at that moment it was how his cock would feel inside you and nothing else.

But before you could complain his mouth was covering your right nipple and his left hand was pinching your other nipple.

“God, Ivar,” you moaned. 

His tongue was swirling around your nipple, flicking at it, his teeth were grazing at it. It was so good.

“How does that feel?” he asked with your right nipple between his teeth.

“Good, so fucking good,” you moaned.

“Okay, next thing,” he asked and reached for a cup that you didn't even see it in his hands. 

Before you could ask what in the seven hells he would do with that cup, you felt the ice cube in your left nipple, the one he didn't take it in his mouth.

“Jesus!” you almost squealed. 

“Shhh, calm down,” he said. 

“Ivar, it's too cold!” you yelled. 

And the the cold sensation was gone and his hot mouth was on your nipple, sucking at it like if it Ivar's life depended on that.

“Ivar, please,” you moaned desperately.

“What?” he asked while he was kissing the valley between your breasts. 

“I need you, please,” you cried.

“Fuck, okay, we can continue this another day,” he said and positioned his cock at your entrance.

“No teasing, please,” you said.

He smiled and then started penetrating you so slowly and you bite your bottom lip at the delicious enlarging sensation.

“You're so damn big and thick. Shit,” you moaned.

“You okay?” he asked giving you kisses wherever his mouth could reach you. 

“Yes, move,” you said.

And he did. He started thrusting into you slowly at first so you can get used to the sensation. He guided your hands to his waist and then you yelled when you felt him deeper than before.

“Oh fuck, Ivar!” you moaned.

“Shhh, you're taking me so well. So tight, so warm. You're perfect,” he said and kissed you.

Now that your moans were suffocated by his mouth he increased his pace and started into your pussy mercilessly. 

“Ivaaar,” you moaned once he broke the kiss. 

“You feel so fucking good around my cock, Y/N. I'm gonna make you cum so hard, babe,” he said in a hoarse voice next to your ear.

His fingers were tangled with yours, it was such an intimate and passionate moment, you wished it last forever.

“Oh my fuck!” you moaned loudly when he started hitting your g-spot repeatedly.

“Ivar, I-i, shit!” you said.

“Do you want to cum, babe? I can feel you clenching around my cock,” he smirked.

“Ivar, please,” you moaned.

“Cum,” he said and kissed you again.

You wanted to scream, to tell him that you were coming, that he made you feel that way but even that he wasn't kissing you, you were afraid that you wouldn't find the words to do so.

That heat wave washed your body and made you scream under his body. You managed to get free from his grip at your hands so you could scratch his back, marking him exactly how he did with you.

You brought Ivar to his release in seconds, he spilled himself inside you and bite your bottom lip so hard that both of you felt the metallic taste of blood. 

Once he withdrew from you, he pulled you to his arms and touched your bottom lip softly.

“Sorry,” he murmured.

“It's okay,” you said and kissed his neck. 

You two stayed in silence for what it felt like hours before he said, “C'mon lazy ass, our pizza must be cold.”

“Our?” you asked raising your eyebrows to him.

“Yes, our,” he said like that was obvious.

“I don't share food, Ivar,” you said and reached for your shirt to wear it again.

“Oh this time you'll,” he said and slapped your ass playfully.

Little did you know that you'd end up that night sharing more than the pizza with him. 

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[random-bookquotes]

The children of rich parents are all the same. Like fungus and tapeworms. They look the same, walk the same, and their butts have never been whipped. That’s a shame. Who let those fools think they could do whatever they wanted?

Lina J. Potter, First Lessons

[greengreasehog]

Iaruk confirmed Number one cause of Heart attacks world wide.

@ask-voy-the-shutterbug

[suau-reshuffled]

"Yes, Ma'am"

Pearl looked excited, and gave her a thumbs up with a smile.

"Good, here Mrs. Maheswaran, my card. I actually AM a monster hunter, strange as that may sound, and the hours can be pretty inconsistent. Usually also small, so I do actually have the time, but we may have to reschedule a bit to get it working. I'll pick Connie up the first time so she knows where to walk, we'll try for tomorrow after school?"

Connie's mom nodded.

"That should work, see you then"

Pearl left their house.

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The next day after school, Connie went home. Just as promised, when she opened the door she found Pearl in the living room talking with her mother, she couldn't tell what it was about because the second they saw her the conversation changed.

"Connie! It seems we'll have to cut this off Priyanka, though it was nice talking to you!"

Pearl got up and headed for the door.

"Bye mom, see you soon!"

"Bye Connie!"

Connie followed Pearl, who helpfully pointed out several land marks on the way over to help Connie find the place when she needed to on her own.

When they reached the beach she saw the place, a giant statue with a small, gray building nestled at it's base.

They went inside.

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"Afternoon Pearl. You're Connie?"

The speaker had violet skin, like a flower rather than the darker color that some people had. A Gemstone of a similar shade was placed on her chest.

"Yes Ma'am"

The short purple Lady, who might have been a child but may just be short, waved at them.

"I'm Amethyst, nice to meet you"

Pearl looked over at her, a slight amount of embarrassment in her eyes.

"Amethyst, could you watch Connie for a second while I grab the training swords I was going to use? I handed them to Garnet last night, who didn't give me the reason she needed them, and she hasn't given them back to me"

"Sure thing P'"

"Thanks!"

Pearl went through a door near the back that was in that shape of a five pointed star. Connie had noticed the same symbol on the front of Pearl's Shirt before, and it was on Amethyst's sleeve.

"How are you doing Connie?"

She'd normally take Amethyst's question as her politely making conversation, but there was a tone of seriousness to her voice, as well as sincere compassion.

"I- I'm a bit weirded out to be honest? Everything since I saved that boy yesterday has felt a bit surreal"

"I can see that, I have known people to just decide they must be crazy after meeting us. I never got why, we've been here for over 6,000 years"

Connie was quite happy with herself for not having her jaw break up with her to go on a date with the floor.

"You're 6,000 years old?"

Amethyst laughed.

"5500 myself. Garnet's 5,750, Pearl's somewhere around 8,000 to 9,000, and Rubicelle-" Amethyst cut of there, a look of sadness spread across her face. "Sorry, you'd think after over 4,000 years I'd be over that one"

Connie got what she meant, whoever this Rubicelle was, had died. They were clearly close to Amethyst, so she didn't press.

The door Pearl went into opened once again, the Pale woman coming out holding a pair of sabers.

"Sorry about that, would you step onto the warp pad with me Connie? Let's go start your training"

Connie stepped onto the blue pad that Pearl seemed to be refering to. Once she secured herself like Pearl asked the world became a pillar of blue light.

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[neko-gamer-ps4]

"Hmm. Aloy -- a machine is coming. Crouch, and follow me into the tall grass."

"There. Now stay low."

"It's a little one. "

"It's a Watcher. You must learn to avoid their gaze, if you are to survive in the wilds."

"The slower you move, the quieter you'll be. And crouched walking is quieter than upright. "

Stealth lessons