A quick Ubbe imagine, where the reader comforts Ubbe about sharing his wife with his brother. Don’t get me wrong, I love the great depiction of a polyamory relationship in the show (hence the ending lol), but this was just an idea I had, because I love me some Ubbe sometimes.
Warnings: Um, implied orgy haha.
You knew he would be here, at the edge of the cold sea as the night wrapped the world in her velvet embrace. Without a word, you sat next to him and he leaned his head against your shoulder with a bone-deep sigh. “Y/n, what am I doing wrong?” You wrapped one arm around his broad shoulders, pulling him closer. Ubbe the good, Ubbe the protector, Ubbe the shockingly gentle, with his quiet strength and protective nature.
“Oh, Ubbe, no. The only thing I can see you doing wrong is letting the sea wash your feet. They'll freeze.” He shrugged against you, but didn't remove his feet from the icy waves. “What troubles you?” He just shook his head. He was always unwilling to trouble others, choosing instead to bear his burdens alone—an impulse that came from years of acting as a father to his brothers after Ragnar left. You pulled back to see his face more clearly in the deepening twilight. “Ubbe. We have known each other since childhood. We have always been bound. You know my loyalty to you knows no limits.”
“And mine to you,” Ubbe promised swiftly. “And I do not wish to trouble you with my problems.”
“Is it Margarethe?” He visibly flinched at the name of his young wife, and you knew you had hit the mark. “Ubbe, please. As long as I live, you never have to face anything alone.”
He sighed again, and nodded slowly. “She clings to Hvitserk. If I was enough of a man to please her, this wouldn't be happening.” His light blue eyes finally met yours, uncertainty in their depths. “She makes me doubt myself. My prowess as a man, my power in battle.” He dropped his voice to a whisper, as if afraid to be overheard. “She is a poison in my blood, and I have bound myself to her in marriage.”
You grabbed him by the knees and swung his soaked feet out of the cold water. They were dripping and icy to the touch, and you began rubbing them. He groaned as the heat returned to them in pins and needles. You felt a flush creep up into your cheeks,and you were glad he couldn't see it in the darkness. You had loved Ubbe as long as you could remember, grown up wrestling in the mud together, learning to swing shields together, confiding in each other all the while. Your feelings for him had only deepened, and seeing him so vulnerable hurt you to the core. “Ubbe,” you breathed, “what would it take to regain your confidence? I cannot let you hurt this way.”
He laughed bitterly, shaking his head, “a willing woman that I don't have to always share.” He met your eyes, and he must have seen the plea shining there, because he leaned in and kissed you, tangling his hand in your hair. After a few breathless moments, he pulled back and rested his forehead against yours, anchoring you in place with his hand still in your hair. “Gods, Y/n, I have wanted to taste you for so long. I have loved you as long as I've been breathing, I swear it.”
“And I you, Ubbe. Take me to your bed, please. Even if just this once. If you can share your wife, surely she can share her husband.” He pulled you to your feet, only remembering to grab his discarded boots when you bent for them. The two of you picked up speed, breaking into a jog, and you worried for his bare feet. He didn't seem to mind them as he crashed into the door of his small house, kissing you, fierce with need, as he pushed you against the wall.
Your hands roamed the broad expanse of his chest, longing to feel his bare skin beneath you, and you pushed him back only long enough to slip his shirt over his head. He growled, untying your dress, and stepped back to let it fall to the floor. His hands left you only long enough to untie the laces at the front of his trousers, freeing his straining cock from its confines.
His manhood pressed hot and hard against your belly, firing your desire even more, and Ubbe cupped his large, calloused hands under your cheeks, squeezing them as he lifted you off your feet. Your legs wrapped around his hips of their own volition, pulling him even tighter to you, and you let one hand slip down to guide his cock into your dripping entrance. Both your breaths caught, the angle not allowing him to fill you slowly, and he buried himself in you with a moan. “Oh, Y/n, you are beautiful and strong, and to feel you wrapped around me is a gift from all the gods.”
Both of your hips began moving in a rhythm as old as the instinct of survival. You'd been longing for his touch for so long, and you knew it wouldn't take long before he sent you over the edge of ecstasy. His prick seemed to hit your sweet spot naturally, with every thrust, and you couldn't help the moans and gasps that escaped your kiss-swollen lips. Ubbe swallowed them all, growing drunk on the noises he drew from you, and they pushed him on harder and faster.
He pushed you over the edge and your nails in his shoulder dragged him with you. He buried his face in your neck, shuddering with the force of his orgasm, before kissing you softly. “Gods, woman, the things you can do to me without even trying.” He held you wrapped in his arms still, and your legs slid from his hips, your knees shaking as your feet hit the ground. He chuckled warmly and helped you over to the large bed, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against him. His warm, soft cock pressed against the small of your back, damp with your own juices, and you twisted to kiss him.
You lay like that for some time, hands and lips and tongues slowly exploring each other. Only the door opening snapped you out of your bubble, as Hvitserk and Margrethe entered. They stopped short, looking first at you and Ubbe, and then at each other. Hvitserk raised his eyebrows at his brother, and Ubbe turned to you, a question in those blue eyes you loved so much. You nodded, smiling, and Ubbe held his hand out in a welcoming beckon to his brother and wife. They undressed quickly, laughing, and slipped into bed with you and Ubbe.
