582. Cuddle Meme

[hardforrichgirl]

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sigyn | norse myth

[armsopen]

[armsopen]

I could never say such things to you.

( nimble hands run through his hair, moving down his neck to play with a tie on his clothes. many things make her happy, as she is a goddess easy to please. but to ask what makes her happiest? she puts some thought into it, her eyes still on her hands, on his chest. finally, she looks up at him to return his smile )

To protect and be protected, to love and be loved in return. I find that what makes me happiest is to be a part of a balanced relationship, whether it be with a man, a woman, a friend, a family member.

[laegjarn]

[He smiles and takes her hand in his, brushing over it with his thumb before kissing it. He knows that his skin is much cooler than that of other people, though he has never been able to figure out why. He glances at the huge fireplace in the wall and the fire springs to life, instantly heating the room.]

Your desires are more complicated than they seem, then. It is not an easy task to form a balanced relationship. Surely you will have to teach me a few things to help me balance you out.

[He finds her other hand and squeezes it gently.]

May I ask you a question?

[armsopen]

We can teach each other, Loki, I promise.

( sigyn squeezes his hand in return, not minding his coolness. her warm skin against his cool hand frequently sent pleasant shivers down her spine. her eyes flick to the fire and back to him. she brings his hand to her lips, nodding as she kisses his knuckles )

Of course you may.

[laegjarn]

[He flops down on the bed next to her, though he's aware that he will have to take his armor off soon. He has not worn it since the day he was fitted for it, and it is terribly stiff. For now, though, he wraps Sigyn in his arms.]

Did you want to marry me, or did you have someone else in mind before we were betrothed?

[armsopen]

Someone else? My love, there was no one but you in my eyes. Certainly, as it is with everyone else, there were other prospects, but I had been more than pleased it was you. And that you had chosen me.

( sigyn leans in to nuzzle her nose against his and kisses him softly ) Why me?

[laegjarn]

[He smiles, staring forward deep into her eyes as their lips touch.]

Because among all of the hundred Vanir noblewomen I met, there was only one who struck me as special. And a princess of Asgard should always be special, I think.

[armsopen]

I do hope I live up to any expectations.

( she presses a kiss to his cheek, her voice an eager whisper ) Shall - shall I help you with your armor?

[laegjarn]

You need not live up to any expectations, my love. I already know how special you are.

[He sits up, pulling her by the hand up into a sitting position as well.]

Please do.

[armsopen]

( with another kiss, her hands start to work at the straps and buckles of his armor. she is focused, quiet, forehead pressed against his as she removes his layers )

[laegjarn]

[He lets his cool forehead stay pressed to her warm one, looking into her face with a smile as she begins unbuckling his armor. She's not as quick as he is, but then, she has probably not had quite as much practice wearing armor. When she occasionally begins to unbuckle the wrong strap he gently takes her hand in his and guides it to the right one. Eventually and very slowly, as if afraid to frighten her, he reaches out to her own dress, pressing his fingertips against the fabric to ask permission to begin removing it from her.]

[armsopen]

( at each mistake, her blush deepens, but she doesn't feel so embarrassed when she is through.

at his gesture, she looks up with her eyebrows lifted slightly and nods in silent response, wanting him to undress her, from the bodice to her her underthings )

[laegjarn]

[He could probably complete this process very quickly, but he wants to take his time. He has not seen his new bride without all of her clothes on before now, and he wants to take time to savor the image. As he unlaces the collar of her dress he marvels at the unblemished whiteness of her skin, running smoothly over her muscles and bones like liquid. He admires how her long neck connects with high collarbones, and the willowy grace of her bare arms, tapering down to small, thin-boned hands

[armsopen]

( at once, she can breathe, somehow maintaining some confidence when he removes layer after layer. sigyn is small, yes, and not quite well-endowed, but she can at least boast of nice hips leading into shapely legs. her red hair is still held up in an elaborate style and she pulls a few pins away, letting the curls fall to her shoulders, bouncing.

she shivers, fully exposed now, holding her breath. sigyn does not lay back, as she is eager for his touch, caress, his cool hands along every inch of her body. eager, she nods slowly, her lips pursed in anticipation.

Ooooh, look, subject lines have returned!!

[laegjarn]

[He can see her shiver, how her nipples harden and her skin rises in goosebumps, and he is almost sorry that his body cannot offer her much warmth. Instead he picks up a fur blanket and wraps it tightly around her shoulders before he continues. His hands slowly, almost hesitantly, leave the fur and travel down her body. He watches form as he smooths down her arms and brush over her ribs, follow the curve of her breasts and skate down the plain of her belly and glide down the sides of her legs. He seems almost mesmerized by her shape, watching as he explores it with unblinking intensity. His voice when he speaks to her is not above a whisper.]

You need not be ashamed, Sigyn. Your beauty is as unrivaled as your personality.

[The back of one hand touches her cheek softly and then travels down the side of her neck, brushing her hair back down her back. His other hand glides back to her hips and with a gentle tug, pulls her undergarment down her legs. Now he glances at her face in case she needs him to stop.]

I was not prepared with these changes :c

[armsopen]

( she tries not to shrink under his gaze, not so accustomed to the stare of a man, let alone a prince like Loki. certainly, she had been told time and time again of her beauty, and sigyn accepted such compliments gracefully, but that never mattered to her. but here - this felt so unusual yo her, a feeling she would eagerly welcome with him. )

Please, love. I - I want all of this, all of you.

( she is thankful for the blanket, but wants to wrap herself around and to move with him. )