#ivar x sofia

Sofia was scared to death with everything going on around them and she knew that the boys were going to be heading up to the cabin eventually. So this morning she woke up at the crack of dawn, packed everything she could think she would need and she went to the store. She bought stuff she knew they could use and the blonde made her way over to their house. She knew Bjorn was going to give her a hard time but guess what, it was the end of days and she was freaking out right now. When he stepped in front of her she sighed softly, this stuff was heavy.

Licking her bottom lip big blue eyes batted as she looked up at him. “I’m coming with you.” She announced easily as she adjusted the straps of her bag. “No, I need to come okay? You can’t just leave me here after everything.” She announced with a stubborn pout. “I’ll sleep in your truck if I have to. Please don’t leave me here.”

Bjorn sighed at her request. “Sofia. You’ll be fine here. It is probably safer.” He replied quietly. Safer from them. He knew what would happen if she came with them. She’d end up their personal playtoy. He didn’t even pretend to himself that he wouldn’t join in. He knew he would. He knew exactly what they would do to her. He was ashamed of it and yet, also, not. But Sofia was a sweetheart and she deserved better than to be their fuckdoll for the next couple of months. “If you come with us ....” He let his voice trail away. “This is just a bad idea Sofia.” he repeated but he could already tell by the stubborn turn of her lips that she wasn’t about to give up. 

Stepping toward her, he whispered, “Be very sure Sofia. You aren’t a dumb girl for all that you sometimes pretend to be in order to get your way. You leave here with us, you belong to us. You know what will happen and if you don’t I think you can probably guess. Are you sure you’re willing to do this?”