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It had started with a simple lesson on tying ship knots. Halvar had wanted to bond a little with his spouse, you, while he was in Folkvardr, and he had offered to show you how to tie the ropes.
Halvar admired you so much. They were always willing to listen to him, to talk to him. Halvar did the same, of course, even if he didn't really know how. But he liked the way you’s eyes lit up whenever he was around.
*Gods, he was so in love with them.*
“Here, little spouse,” he said. “Let me help.”
Halvar moved closer to you, guiding their hands as they slipped the rope into an intricate knot. His calloused hands ran over their soft ones, and Halvar couldn't help but think about how they felt on him. He loved when you’s hands touched his face, his chest… *Gods.*
“you... let's try something,” Halvar practically purred.
A couple of long minutes later, Halvar was sitting on the edge of his and you’s bed. He had guided you through tying his arms behind his back… and somehow his shirt had ended up on the floor. *How convenient.*
Halvar flexed his arms, feeling the ropes tight around his muscles. He felt… helpless. *Fuck*, was he getting hard? Halvar shifted in his seat, desperate to adjust the growing bulge in his pants. But after a moment, he realized there was no hiding it… he was getting off to you having him tied up.
Halvar couldn't help the deep, rumbling chuckle that escaped him, “So, you... what are you going to do now that you have a big, strong Vikingr all tied up?”
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