582. Cuddle Meme

[hardforrichgirl]

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sigyn | norse myth

[armsopen]

No, I wasn't either. Now I've got some dreamwidth accounts ready just in case.

[laegjarn]

[He leans forward and kisses her gently, far more gently than he would normally kiss anyone, a lingering kiss. With one hand he pulls her undergarment down the rest of the way. He can feel the heat radiating off of her and hear her pulse thrumming in her neck.]

Then do not be nervous - relax. I will not hurt you.

[His hands travel back to her waist, gently pressing against her hips and lower belly before a few long fingers slip between her legs. He brushes against the soft red curls there and travels deeper. He runs his fingers over the lips of her labia, senses tuned to every twitch she makes.]

On the bright side, we can link to portions of a thread again.

[armsopen]

( and she does trust him, because she can feel in her heart that he would not harm her in any way, not when he kisses and holds her so gently. sigyn tries to quell her nervousness, but others hands have never drifts there, so close to her womanhood. and when he touches her, skin still so cold compared to her warmth, she does gasp, her hips meeting his hand )

O-oh... ( just a soft noise of surprise, her eyes fluttering closed )

That IS helpful! I just hope that they don't change it again.

[laegjarn]

[He can feel her heart pounding as he holds her against him, his free hand splayed over her lower back to steady her. He smiles and strokes gently, allowing the movement of her hips to push against his fingertips.]

How does it feel, my love?

[His voice is still very quiet. He kisses her jawline as he slowly increases the pressure.]

Same! I hope they sort through their kinks soon.

[armsopen]

Ah, that -- that's good, very good.

( it's just about driving her mad, each subtle motion. she heaves an amorous sigh, her hands running over his spine again, curling her fingers against his back. her muscles tighten and she wants more from him. )

I'm kind of relying on LJ for sanity right now. I'm stuck here at home waiting for our landlady. T_T

[laegjarn]

Good.

[The feeling of her hands travelling over his back, the movement of her hips, the pleasured sounds she's making - it is not long until he too is aroused. His fingers continue to make circles over her moist lips, until they press down gently on her clitoris. His free hand is still slung over her back, cushioning her movements.]

[armsopen]

ooc: / keeps company! apparently i just lost comment titles. W T F

My - my love ...

( her fingernails rake against his back, lightly, not wanting to bruise or scar, her body following his movements. she can sense his arousal, longing to please him in return )

...I still have them. Srsly, what the fuck, LJ?

[laegjarn]

[He kisses her gasping mouth as his back tingles from her touch. The heat radiates from her, washing over his own skin. He breaks the kiss to breathe out against her neck, the tiniest puff of air flitting over her skin. His tongue flicks out to lick across one hardened nipple.]

Would you like more, Sigyn?

[armsopen]

( her back arches ever so slightly when he licks her nipple, hips rising once more. the goddess longs to take him in, to move against him and beneath him.

Yes, Loki, yes. Please. ( she speaks breathlessly, looking down at him, biting a lip )

[laegjarn]

As you wish.

[He eases her to roll fully onto her back, the back of her head resting against a pillow. He shifts then, his chest hovering over hers so that he is on top of her. His hand between her legs gently urges them farther apart. His other hand strokes her cheek again. His hips tip downward until their sexes are lined up. Then he kisses her, a gentle kiss over her soft lips, as he begins to push inside of her slowly.]

[armsopen]

( she adjusts her head on the pillow, her eyes on his, and bends her legs as he nudges them apart, welcoming him between them. she moans quietly against his lips, taking him in, holding still a moment as she tries to get used to this new sensation. her eyes flick open to find his, a hand on his cheek. )

[laegjarn]

[He knows that a woman's first time can be painful, far better than most men. He lets her stroke his cheek as he looks back into her eyes, feeling her breath come deep from her chest. His hands graze over her, over her neck and collarbones and breasts, a gentle touch to distract her from the pain that will come from within her as she opens to him. He thrusts forward very slowly, gliding in short sweeps to heighten the sensation of pleasure over pain. He eases further in with each stroke, pressing against the membrane within her gently.]

[armsopen]

( she wraps her legs around him now, linking her ankles at the base of his spine. the pain does not last long for her, and she's soon focused on each spark that runs through her veins, from head to the tips of her fingers, her toes. sigyn is quieter now, moving in time with his thrusts, hips lifting off the bed each time. )

[laegjarn]

[He kisses her again as the seal within her breaks. He is aware that she is beyond the pain already, from her even breathes and her dilated eyes and the movement of her limbs, relaxed around him as he moves outwards and straining taught with pleasure as he thrusts in. He pushes in harder now, farther each time until he is fully sheathed and his rhythm is full. He is still as gentle as he can be, his fingertips caressing her torso and his lips sucking in short kisses at her neck, his hips meeting with hers without pushing her. His voice is very quiet, almost lost in their breathing.]

Shall we go further?

[armsopen]

( with each motion, she matches it with the slight grinding of her hips. she appreciates how gentle he is, how slow it has been. it's all a bit overwhelming, all these different sensations all at once. surely, he must have worlds more experience at this than she, but she pushes those worries aside for now, opening her eyes again when he speaks, her own voice barely audible )

Please, my love.

Gah, I'm sorry this is late!

[laegjarn]

[It has taken all of Loki's self-control to stay this slow and gentle. She is tight around him, unused to the intrusion, but wet and yielding under pressure. Her skin is silken and her movements are smooth as waves. Her blushing cheeks and dilated eyes and heavy breaths are urging him to take more, faster and harder, and her legs wrapped around him tell him that what he is doing feels right. He presses himself close to her, her breasts flush against his chest, and jerks his hips hard. He thrusts upwards into a sensitive spot, and then again and again. He straightens just a bit, creating a gap between them and forcing her legs upward, pressing her further against the bed before resuming at a deep angle.]