With the encouragement she gives him, Ivar continues what he's doing, working away at her breasts. As he feels her fingers continuing to work his cock, he makes a sound in the back of his throat. "Hnnngggnnnhhh," Ivar says, groaning out a series of consonants rather then an actual word. Words seem superfluous right now.

He can't take much more of this. Her hand on his dick just makes him want her all the more. Finally, he seems to find a few words. "Gods, fuck me." He keeps one of his hands on her breasts, working the delicate skin there.

For more encouragement, he slides his hand around to the front from her back and then slips it into her panties. It takes him a fumbling moment before he can get his fingers inside of her, moving them around to see if he can have her keep making those sounds. He might not know all the technical terms, but he'll see if he can find her clit to keep on going.