Ragnarök

[RoseThorn]

Sigyn

OOC: *reading "How To Be Psycic in 12 Easy Steps"* Sorry about that...

IC:
Sigyn slid her tongue around the head of his shaft, slowly licking downward, then returning to the top to do it again. Her hand were massaging his balls gently as she slowly slid him into her mouth, moaning at his ministrations. Finally she stopped, pulling away gently from her most beloved of her husband's swords. She moved to kiss him, tasting her own sweetness as she did.

"I wish to feel you with in me again, My Beloved..."

 

[Kepic]

OOC: Send me a copy, lol. No need to be sorry, you did well... now, what is the symbol on this card?...

Loki
I took her into my arms again, pressing my body against hers, my hardened rod finding its way unerringling inside of my wifes honeypot. I moaned at the feeling - and managed to contain myself from taking her harshly, after so long a wait for this moment. Instead, I began a steady rhythm, and she wiggled her bottom beneath me to intensify the feelings of pleasure we both got from each thrust.

Soon however, the feeling of her palpitating cunt muscles was too much for me, and I began a more relentless, pistoning attack against her. We were rutting like animals, both of us gasping as we drove each other to greater heights of passion. She gasped and pawed at my back, her cries of pleasure echoing my own grunts and groans.

 

[Lightman]

Thor

As Freyja kissed him, Thor felt the heat rise inside him. He put his arms around her and kissed her back, passionately.
The snow, and the worry of what was coming, were forgotten...

 

[RoseThorn]

Sigyn

OOC: LOL Will do...*On chapter 13 "How To Read People Over The Net"

IC:
Sigyn moaned and ran her nails across her husbands back. The feeling of him within her again had almost been enough to send her over the edge.

Now as they rutted in animal passion, she tossed her back and cried out as she felt her first climax rush through her.

 

[Silverlily]

Freyja

I pulled Thor into the kiss, twisting my fingers through his hair. My cloak beneath us, his above, we were sheltered from the elements. I slipped my hands under his tunic, feeling not only his well-muscled chest, but also the powerful beat of his heart. The cold wind around us was a sharp counterpoint to the heat we were generating. Vaguely aware of the wolf pups, I suggested we go inside.

"Welcome to my home away from home," I said. Torches in wall brackets around the room suffused the place in an inviting glow. In the center of the room were many furs piled high, bear, fox, and deer, with the top layer entirely of ermine. Shedding my cloak, I walked behind Thor and removed his. Waving my hand toward the furs, I told him to make himself comfortable. "Wine, mead? Something else perhaps?" I asked, sitting down next to him. I leaned forward, my hair falling about us in a curtain of gold, and claimed his mouth with a kiss.

 

[Kepic]

Loki

Sigyn's nails across my back, her hot, ragged breath and moans filling my ears, her body entwined in mine... the Aesir had denied me this for so long! They deserved whatever fate that Ragnarök would have in store for each of them.

I gasped as she started to climax, the feeling of her pussy clamping down about the shaft of my godhood quickly bringing me also to the brink, then over it. I unleashed a load of my hot seed inside of sweet Sigyn.

Yet I did not stop, determined to drive us both to the edge of exhaustion, a task not made easy by our immortal blood, but certainly it was going to be an enjoyable trial of our godly endurance.


[Edited by Kepic on 11-14-2000 at 11:19 AM]

 

[Lightman]

Thor

Thor closed his eyes, once again losing himself in Freyja's kiss.

Thor was not an ungentle God, but he spent most of his time in rough places of little comfort, lacking tenderness of any kind.
Feeling Freyja's soft embrace, the tingling sensation brought about by her touch, Thor could feel his face burn with...what was it? Embarassment? Or desire?
As their lips parted again, Thor took a while to remember he had been asked a question.
"Oh...a cup of mead will do fine Freyja..thank you..."

ooc:
Kepic, what's happening to Lif and Heimdall meanwhile?

 

[Dirk13]

Odin

OOC: la la la la....

IC: i look down at my subjects, Thor and Frejya were off to 'see' the pups, i was glad for him, he needed to get his mind off of whatever it wass, and i knew she could do that for him. Everything else was fine...my subjects ate hardely, so did i, and so did my trusty stead and wolves, they would need it, for what i was fearing for so long, i belived was coming true...

 

[Kepic]

Heimdall

The Maelstrom set out to sea, the chosen maidens huddled under a makeshift fur-roofed structure set at the back of the ship. The wind was light, but biting cold - we warmed ourselves by adding the strength of our arms to the oars, and singing hearty songs.

I glanced across at Lif, my friend since early childhood, and wondered if either of us would be the one man to survive through... this. The old crone's predictions from her cast runes had proven themselves true oft enough before to even make me fear the worst.

 

[Silverlily]

Freyja

I was about to say something insolent, but changed my mind. Not that Thor couldn't take a little friendly banter, but I knew that wasn't what he needed at the moment. I poured him a chalice of mead, and waiting patiently while he drained the cup. "Feeling better?" I asked, knowing he would be very soon.

With a thought, I dimmed the light in the room by extinguishing a few of the torches. Placing my hands firmly on his chest, I pushed Thor back onto the bed of furs. I kissed his forehead and began covering his face with light kisses. Gently touching his eyelids, cheekbones, I traced the line of his powerful jaw with my lips. "Let go, let me take your cares from you for a little while," I whispered. My hands busily unlaced his tunic, exposing his chest to my fingertips. "I can take you places you've only dared dream about." Our eyes locked, blazing with a feverish desire. My fingers twisted in his long, blond hair as my mouth trailed down his neck to the hollow in his throat. "Be mine tonight," I hissed.

 

[RoseThorn]

Sigyn

Sigyn moaned as Loki again began to move, driving her to the point of climax again. The years spent kneeling with a wooden bowl were worth the pain, if only to be held with in her dearest one's arms again.

She moaned again, her nails digging deeper into Loki's back.

 

[Kepic]

Loki

I groaned and grunted, driving myself harder and harder into Sigyn, feeling her nails digging into my skin. She came again, her cries echoing throughout the trees around us.

We had been making love for almost a day, and as the sun began to set, my stamina was waning, and after delivering inside of her one last almighty jet of my seed, I collapsed on top of her body, to hear her gasps, as she too was now short of breath.

I rolled off of her, and sat up, to look at the sun, as it crossed the threshold of the horizon.

"Sigyn, that will be the last sunset" I said, sorrow creeping into my voice for a moment. I shook it off and looked at her. "It will rise on the morrow, but it shall not cross the sky far."

I paused, looking at Sigyn, seeing her anguished, but determined, look. "I am not the only one who has been chained... I go to release my son now. I have a task for you, my love... Bifröst must be crossed, and its guardian is ever vigilant. If our allies the giants are to cross it, they will need time... go to the dwarfs, seek a craftsman amongst their number... persuade him too..."

I leaned forward, kissing her cheek, and whispering in her ear the task I hoped she would undertake. Once I had finished, I leant back, and she nodded, smiling.

"Till we meet again, my love" I said, with one last kiss on her lips.

With that, I transformed myself into a hawk, the snow that was falling weaving about me, as I flew up into the cold early night air.

 

[Lightman]

Thor

Thor stared into Feyja's eyes, his gaze burning with desire. He pushed the straps of the godess' tunic over her shoulders, and pulled down the garnment...exposing her proud breasts, firm and wonderful.
He leaned forward, kissing them, sucking on her nipples, as his hands to continued to push her tunic ever further down, baring her divine body...

 

[Lightman]

ooc

hey dont tell me this is dying already!

 

[Silverlily]

Freyja

OCC: Nope, just a busy weekend.

IC: Thor's hands moved expertly over my body, teasing each nipple into attention. Where hands had been, mouth followed, covering my flesh with kisses. As if by magic, my garments disappeared altogether as did his. Now there was nothing between us to keep our bodies apart. Thor continued kissing down my belly, his long blond hair trailing behind him like a curtain. I moaned as he nipped and teased.

With a practiced twist, I rolled over, trapping Thor beneath me. I pinned his wrists with my hands, laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. I knew it was only desire that pinned him there. It was my turn to kiss a path down his body, moving ever closer to the reason he was called the God of Thunder.

 

[Lightman]

ooc

Um..any chance of this being resurrected?

 

[Always]

okay, hate to break into the thread like this, and I know it's too late to get in, but is there a snowball's chance in hell?

(one of my web cyberpsuedonyms was Loki.)

 

[Kepic]

Loki

While my wife went in search of the dwarves, I flew on to a far corner of Midguard. There, one of my sons lay chained, as I had. I alighted on a rock nearby where he struggled against his chains and he growled at me.

"Go away, bird" came the animal-like voice, filled with anger.

I took human form once more, and jumped down off of the rock.

"Now, is that any way to speak to your father?" I commented, with a slight smile.

He growled again, more quietly. "Is it time, then?" he said.

"It is, Fenrir" I said, kneeling beside him and taking hold of one of the chains myself. "You've grown, boy" I said, with a laugh, "these magical chains would not hold you much longer anyway..."

Soon, one of the tiny golden links began to stretch, opening under the strain of the mighty wolf and my own added strength.

He threw his head back to howl as he broke free, but I caught his muzzle and shook my head.

"No, Fenrir, give not warning off your release. Let the missing sunrise be your call of freedom" I said, softly.

He growled happily, and licked my face. I laughed. "Go."

With that, Fenrir bound off into the winter slopes, to await the morning sun.

 

[Kepic]

OOC: Shila, if you could help keep this alive, then ... Sorry, I meant to add an OOC to you in my last post! Though since then, RoseThorn has suggested that I offer you the part of Sigyn, though I'll leave the choice of role up to you.