“Since I never need a new one again, it seemed fitting to make this one ours,” Freyr said.
As my eyes went from the device to Freyr’s face, there was a new and strange expression that overtook him, almost like confusion or… wonder, when I thought I was the one wrapped up in wonder.
“What is it?” I asked.
“I’m nervous.”
I laughed. “So am I. Just like we both were on our first outing together. This is new.”
“Yes, but for me, it is truly new. I was never nervous with any of the others. Gerdr, yes, because I wanted it to be love, but never with anyone else. Those dalliances meant so little. Tension relief, distraction. But you… you, I want to savor. You, I want to unwrap like the gift you are. To explore you. And to find more, so much more, than only solace in your arms.”
I stood stunned again by the directness of his words, the honesty. The wonder of this moment seemed to dawn on me more too, as he laid me down, set the device nearby, and began to undress me, starting with the sword. It didn’t quiver this time when rested against the side of the bow, still in its sheath. It was dormant now, as if it napped to give us privacy. My nerves didn’t dissipate, however. How could they when my king continued to unveil me beneath his gaze. Each article of clothing removed came with an equally tender caress of my skin, encouraging blood to rush wherever he touched and leaving me warm and blushing all throughout my body.
When I was bare before him, he raked his eyes over all of me, and his fingertips followed. The eventual tracing of them down my thighs prompted me to part them and lift my hips.
“I, um, did carefully cleanse myself before heading to the lake,” I admitted. “Just in case this was where the evening turned.”
“Did you?” Freyr smirked, fingers following where the rocking back of my hips directed him.
“I didn’t mean to presume—”
“But your presumption was not wrong. Allow me to check that you did a thorough enough job.” He ducked down, facevanishing from view suddenly, followed by the wet lick of his tongue across my entrance.
“Ah!”
Freyr licked again, twirled it there, and pressed its tip inside me. His hands spread along my cheeks, squeezing gently, and pried with his thumbs to widen me, allowing his tongue to press deeper.
“Ohh… mmm… ahh…”
“Keep making those noises, little raven,” Freyr said, following with another deep lick, “and I might stay here until you come.” He entered me again, twirling his tongue inside me.
“Ngnnn… tempting as that is to encourage… I want to come inside you.”
“And so you shall.”
I had been wonderfully wetted to make way for Freyr’s device, and after first holding it up for me to see and waiting for my nod, he slid it inside me.
“Now, dear Ravnur, how would you like to have your king?” Freyr stared down at me, not having lost a single article of clothing himself yet.
I sat up, and the shift of the device made me moan. Imagining it swelling while I claimed my king had me even more tingly than Freyr’s tonguing.
But he was frowning, looking around us at the overlarge bed with a pinch in his brow. “Is it distasteful for our first time to be where I bedded so many others?”
“I might have thought so once before, but no longer.” I leaped on him, knocking him prone and eliciting a lovely laugh from his lips. My budding pre-release stained his tunic as I mounted him and began to undo his belt. “Why be jealous of those who never had what I do? And what they did have, we will wipe clean and forge new memories to replace the old. I am going to coverup any lingering scent of past bedfellows with mine. With yours. Withours. Until it is forever changed and smells only of us.”
“I have no doubt.” Freyr succumbed to my undressing, and when he was all but bare before me with only his trousers remaining and the gleam of the pendant I had given him, I felt the first pulse of the device inside me.
“Ah!” I rocked atop Freyr, squirming enough for my cock to bounce, and instead of a tunic to stain, I marked his skin. I ran my hands up his chest, spreading the fluid further. “That issomething, isn’t it?”
“You will let me know if it becomes too much?”
“Oh…” I rocked again, knowing that soon I would rock within him. “You have no idea how pleased I am we are only just beginning.” I climbed off of him to tilt his hips back, pulling his trousers from his backside while leaving his cock constrained. “Are you also cleansed?”
“I am. What do you wish to do?”
“To taste you as you did me.” I lunged with ravenous abandon to tongue my king’s hole. No greater pleasure could I imagine than hearing him moan as I had.
“Ahhh… ngnn… oh, Raven!”
