Swanhwid (Lore III: Temptation (M))

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A great war began between Alfheim and Muspelheim, resulting with the Valkyries entering to a long intensive war. (urgh write more context about this)


Swanhwid became greatly injured in her squad but fortunately was rescued and retreated to safety by a mysterious individual. During her time of recovery, she has been induced into a coma to completely return to full health for a long period of time. During this era, she has been reported missing to her comrades, the people, and the Gods. Having limited power to search through the ands of Muspelheim, her presence is scarce. 

When she came to, she had her great unforgetable meeting with one of the kings of the seven deadly sins, Azerath Libdis, the Incubus King of Lust. He stood loomingly over her bedside caring for her in his own canopy bed in the comfines of his luxurious room. She would be considered lucky to be in her position, as the king of lust was highly picky about his bed partners. 

"I found you injured on the battlefield. I had no heart to injure you."

"You can say you lost then."

"No, I won."

"How can you say so confidently?"

"Because I won you."

"No you did not."

"But you're in my bed right now."

She gulps nervously as he crawls over her. 

"Have you ever felt the most euphoric pleasure?"

"Thor satisfies me enough."

"But not enough."

"Yes he does!"

"Then why do you tremble when I touch you like this?" Azerath flicks his thumb over her clit in multiple repeated patterns, feeling the valkyries thighs clench and shake over his own. She didn't know how to position them; she didn't want to hug his waist but to keep it open was like an open invitation for him to keep delivering his unwaranted invitation.

"St-stop... My body belongs to Thor." She whispers her hissing warning under her breath. For her wish for him to stop, se wasn't so sure about that. She loves Thor, and for sure she has some confidence that he returns her feelings as well. But something about the alluring incubus has her screaming to receive more of his undivided attention. His touch set fire to her whole body; it is no surprise that her cunt starts to lubricate wet of her womanly essence. He tests her juices by sliding his slender digits deep into her, causing her mewl and yelp, her back curling into an arch. 

"And your heart?" He continues on the conversation, enjoying himsef on watching her speak a midst of him playing with her body.

"To..T-Thor." 

"Are you sure?" He continues to poke on.

"I.. I don't know." Her mind is so hazy.

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