His fingers continued to massage playfully against Eric’s entrance, the tight muscle twitching beneath Storm’s touch and prompting the Jötunn to growl in his desire to sink into the familiar heat of his hunter. His lips curled into a wide smirk, crimsons glowing with mischief and desire as he leaned back to gaze into the hunter’s beautiful blue eyes, catching the glimmer of pure want in them before their lips came together in a hungry kiss.
Storm’s mouth parted to claim his beloved’s mouth, hips grinding up against Eric’s to bring their respective arousal against each other, whilst his digits brushed and teased in clockwise a circle over the hunter’s desire.
“Patience, minn veiðimaðr,” Storm purred when they parted once again, teeth sinking playfully into the soft flesh of Eric’s bottom lip, grinding down upon it and tugging it back gently before letting it escape. “Continue thou thy pleading, beloved, for ‘tis most enticing a sound from thy lips,” he said, lips moving against Eric’s neck to nip at it more than just a little playfully, teeth nipping at unmarked skin.
A hint of Seiðr made his fingers slick, even in the water, allowing them to slowly press inside the hunter’s body, tightness and heat engulfing him. The Jötunn groaned against Eric’s skin, his arousal throbbing heavily with desire, as he began to move his fingers in an out, lazily, stretching his beloved out and preparing him.
There was little doubt in the prince that he would only be able to keep himself from sinking deep within Eric’s wanton body, feel him tight around him once more, and reclaim it as his own after the ritual that saved the hunter’s life.
A displeased but still playful grunt escaped the huntsman's mouth, and after that hot kiss he leaned his forehead on his lover's shoulder, big and not anymore calloused hands moving slowly on Storm's chest, then down in the water, on his muscular thighs, and then up again, lightly scraping his back.
Gently, knowing how the prince loved it, Eric started to nibble at the perfect skin on his neck, alternating small nips to stronger bites. Pink lips barely touched the skin, sapphire eyes half closed. There was no reason not to tease Storm a bit more, right?
Acutely aware of those fingers that were preparing him, he moved his hips to meet their movements, facilitating their work with agile, eager desire. The sensation was curiously similar to what he had felt the first time: no pain, just a strange intrusion that he could not explain, if not connecting it to his new condition. Perhaps his body had been... renovated as well? Not used to anything anymore? He couldn't know it. Still, he loved that sensation.
Eric smiled hearing his beloved's words purred in his own ear, and moving his face just to be able to bump his cheek with his own nose, he chuckled and sighed.
"Please" He whispered, playfulness and plea in his tone "Please, my love. are you planning to drive me crazy?"
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