When Alfred enters him, Ivar's back arcs upwards. It could almost be mistaken for a a spasm of pain since it's coupled with such a sharp intake of breath. But it soon becomes clear he's in throes of pleasure rather than agony. Having Alfred's fingers inside of him provides that same mixing of pain and pleasure that he loves.
He leans up again, biting down lightly on Alfred's shoulder to show that he's enjoying himself, and to make sure Alfred continues to feel the same way.
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He leans up again, biting down lightly on Alfred's shoulder to show that he's enjoying himself, and to make sure Alfred continues to feel the same way.