Imagine feeling more amorous than usual when while visiting the HĂ€rga.Â
Pelle credited the summer solstice, also citing his belief you two were soulmates because of astrology. You vocally agreed, but internally figured it didnât matter what time of year you came; the land itself seemed to be calling you. Yes, the lush greenery was breathtaking, but you were sure HĂ€rga was just as gorgeous in fall or winter.Â
Your boyfriend smiled softly. âThe landâs fertile and so are you.âÂ
While the others take Ingemarâs magic mushrooms, Pelle pulls you aside for some fornication amongst the trees. Once you were sure the thicket hid you from your friends, you playfully pushed him against a tree. Eyes shut, locking lips and embracing Pelle, the rest of the world faded away. His warm palm against your sex reminded you where you were. You opened your eyes and started to lower yourself when he shook his head.Â
âLet me make love to you.âÂ
âWe donât have condoms.âÂ
âItâs a safe day for you,â Pelle soothed.Â
Was that true? You couldnât recall the exact date of your last cycle. Your thoughts were so hazy. You could feel your heartbeat in your vagina. You considered yourself lucky Pelle was the kind of boyfriend who took note of such things.Â
Pulling your pantie/s to the side, Pelle lovingly rubbed then spread your folds. â______, Iâll pull out, okay? I want to eat you out afterwards so Iâll pull out. Is that alright?âÂ
You felt bark against your bare back. I feel like I had one of your friendâs shrooms, you wanted to tell him.Â
âItâs so beautiful here. Okay.â