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princeofnight) wrote2020-12-26 10:44 pm
princeofnight) wrote2020-12-26 10:44 pm
The Barbarian and the Bride (Closed to immortalmarshal)
(OOC: continued from over here)
Many other men would just up and leave, yes, right after getting that nice first fuck into a virgin spouse during a post-raid camp. And indeed, Cor should at least get up and get them both some food and drink before it's all gobbled up by the rest of the horde.
But for now, the older man just wants to enjoy the afterglow of consummating his new marriage. "...hush," he murmured. "Get used to it..." Really, it feels great, having a younger body beneath him after such a great fuck...
Noctis sighed softly as of course Cor refused to move or listen to him. There was no way Noctis was going to admit that it felt nice to be held by Cor after everything. The invasion, losing to savages, taken as a wife, hearing his father is most likely dead… it was nice to be held but Noctis refused to show it. He turned his head, away from Cor, and looked at the tent wall.
“Oh gods,” Noctis said rubbing his face as the embarrassment hit. Everyone probably heard everything which meant the savages knew that Cor had probably bent Noctis over and fucked him hard.
Many other men would just up and leave, yes, right after getting that nice first fuck into a virgin spouse during a post-raid camp. And indeed, Cor should at least get up and get them both some food and drink before it's all gobbled up by the rest of the horde.
But for now, the older man just wants to enjoy the afterglow of consummating his new marriage. "...hush," he murmured. "Get used to it..." Really, it feels great, having a younger body beneath him after such a great fuck...
Noctis sighed softly as of course Cor refused to move or listen to him. There was no way Noctis was going to admit that it felt nice to be held by Cor after everything. The invasion, losing to savages, taken as a wife, hearing his father is most likely dead… it was nice to be held but Noctis refused to show it. He turned his head, away from Cor, and looked at the tent wall.
“Oh gods,” Noctis said rubbing his face as the embarrassment hit. Everyone probably heard everything which meant the savages knew that Cor had probably bent Noctis over and fucked him hard.
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Noctis blinked and his body twitched when he felt the couerl press her nose against his heart and he felt what was electricity? Magic? But Noctis understood that the spirit was imparting a gift onto him and he bowed his head in respect.
“Thank you… but are you sure I deserve such a blessing?” Noctis asked knowing what his people and his family had done to the spirits and the tribes and anyone different than them. “I…” He hadn’t been allowed to believe in the spirits so this… was so surreal and Noctis didn’t think he deserved it.
The ghostly couerl moved closer once Cor had knelt before him. The feline bumped his head against Cor’s in greeting and nuzzled his cheek. ~My mate and I have protected and seen your mate. You have picked well, Chosen. He isn’t yet corrupted by power.~ Came a male’s voice that could only be described as feline inside of Cor’s mind. ~We have blessed your mate and now you will be blessed. Stand.~