I promised @inthenameofodin her dom!ivar request today and traffic just blew the whole thing in bits. Have to delay that promise with a day giving I need to get to bed, but girl, here is a little sneak peak and hopefully I can give you tomorrow the whole fic! Rather don’t rush it because you deserve a good one. <3
His finger clawed in your side, a hand flattering before he stroke it down over your ass. You laid your hand over it, stopping him of getting any further. His lips pulled back, tracing your cheek, to your neck. ‘Put the music softer.’ He commanded, softly squeezing your ass. You jerked his hand away from it and pulled his head back with the hand that still laid entangled with his hair.
‘Do you do this with everybody that annoys you.’
‘You are not only annoying me, you drive me crazy.’ His hissed pulling his head loose from your grasp.
‘And this is settling differences?’ You reacted breathless, still frustrated.
‘You want me.’
‘I don’t!’ You snapped. He squeezed both your hands in one fast movement between his, pinned above your head.
‘Say that again.’ He challenged you, running his hand roughly over your body.
‘Ivar.’ It was a protest mixed under a longing. You both froze under the scraping of a voice, both your heads turned to the hallway where one of the other neighbors, an older couple stood still and watched the both of you. It wasn’t really a good picture, standing there against the door, your hands pinned together above your head, his hand on the side of your body, leveled with your breasts. You saw it as a good changed to free yourself from him, he chuckled arrogantly and let you go, or at least the most part of it, his fingers held on to your wrist in an almost gentle manor.
‘Apologies, she isn’t always so noisy.’ He explained them, pushing your door close, pulling you halfway with him.
‘Let go of me.’
‘Why? You were just starting to submit.’ He said with that smug grin on his face, gosh you wanted to slap it of him.
‘Is this the particular set of skills you warned me for?’ You asked, trying to pull your wrist loose out of his hand. How had he that much power, you groaned frustrated.
‘Listen,’ his smug grin made place for some amusement. ‘kitten,’ he followed, pulling you slowly back in. You wanted to resist, so badly, you wanted to prove him you could resist whatever he was doing. You wanted to be the dominant one, your apartment, your rules, right? ‘I will make you a deal, stop your music and I leave.’ He offered, his fingers curled around you waist, getting you over the last inches. You bumped back in on his chest, looking how he wetted his lips, looking back to the kitten on your T-shirt. It wasn’t that hard, just stop the music and you could get rid of him … but you didn’t. ‘I thought so.’ He grinned satisfied.
