4,7 inches of fierceness
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Rating: Mature
Pairing: Ivar (Vikings)/Reader, Pocket-sized sub!Ivar / Reader
Warnings / tags: Language, Swearing, Reader gets more than she bargained for when buying a new sex toy, Fierce little Ivar, Advanced sex toys, Semi-sentient sex toys, Witch Curses, Vikings modern au, POV First Person
I might have dipped into the ethics regarding AI and sentient / semi-sentient sex toys in this chapter.
Excerpt
I stare at him, eyes wide and unblinking.
“That’s not what you’re supposed to say.” I say stupidly. He uses his free hand to push himself into sitting upright, the sword dangerously close to my nose.
“What is this place, hmm?” He questions “Is it Jötunheimr? Or have you somehow made your way to the mortal realm?” Ivar shifts, moving so that he’s sitting sideways. He leans in closer, face scrunched up in fierce concentration, before barking out a command.
“Answer me, foul giantess!”
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