A Promise Returned [Al'in, Freyja]

Drawing such a provocative response from her was not exactly what Al’in had expected, the maiden having once been so guarded, but it was all too welcome. He was far from pure, his intentions crystal clear from the moment they had first shared this connection, so now that they were reciprocated he would not let them slip through his fingers. Squeezing softly, those nimble fingers pinched at Freyja’s cheek to hold her away for a moment. That was all the opportunity he needed to twist his head slightly and plant his lips upon her exposed neck for a tender kiss.

Her wandering hands would not catch him unawares, in fact it seemed he was quite well aware given how well braced that he was. But Al’in could hardly be blamed for such a thing given that she was mounted atop him and writhing and moaning with his every touch. That was hot, there was simply no two ways about it, and he would have been content to let her explore at her own pace had she not demanded he up the ante. Slowly, methodically, his mouth worked its way up the side of her neck until he was whispering into her ear.

“Hah, very well. I will gladly honour you again, Freyja. Every part of me is yours to enjoy, so savour to your hearts content and know that I will do the same in turn.”

It only took one fluid motion to loosen the threads gathered at his waist, another to roll his body and mostly free himself from the last of his garments. All was borne before her, little left for the imagination, and soon enough he was tugging at the extremities of her own outfit in a bid to remove anything that separated their bodies from touching directly.

The sudden resistance of those nimble fingers pinching against her cheek were so deceptively playful that Freyja found herself momentarily spellbound by his touch. The momentary lull in her offensive allowed Al'in to gently pull the momentum in his favor, his tender lips against her neck proving more than effective, the evidence clear in the delicately tempered noises that freely danced from her lips.

Hitherto, she had displayed a provocative boldness in both her words and her behavior, leisurely offering him every measure of motivation to enjoy himself as well. Judging by those subtle shifts in his own movements beneath, he seemed more than eager to respond in kind.

Mounted atop of him and writhing at his touch, any form of defense, any measure of restraint, promptly vanished as though it never was. There was no longer any need to be shy, after all. In this moment, her intent was to freely and wholly express the depths of her affections, to appraise her prize with a fervor to match his own. Inexperience didn't matter. There was only two bodies dancing and melting together, one slowly but surely proving the superior as their intimate dance continued. Faltering hands continued to explore every thread of corded muscle in that powerful frame even as he offered his input, sapphire eyes playfully turning at his whisper, peering into those alluring pools of emerald.

"I sincerely look forward to honoring my role in this as well, Al'in. I wish for this conquest to be mutual, after all. Therefore... for as long as you wish, for as long you desire... this body, this soul, everything that defines Freyja Solheim, is yours to enjoy until your heart's content."

Speaking those words through heated breath as though they were an immutable vow, Freyja offered a radiant smile as she swiftly found her body repositioned in their dance. Where she once mounted him as though she were the superior foe, now her frame found itself positioned underneath his own. His robes deftly removed, there was no longer anything left to the imagination, his radiance fully displayed. No longer offering anything but her body and soul, she allowed him to take the reigns of this dance, awaiting his performance with a beguiling glint her eyes...