PAPERCUT

her laughter played delightful tunes on his eager ear, drawing a devilishly mischievous smirk across his moistened lips. he so liked to have fun, to play with other's boundaries and step into his own playground of the damned. incest was his trade, per say. while he had been an idle boy hellbent on enjoying every aspect of the word pleasure, the devious hel* took hold of him and drew him into a world of sexual satisfaction. he'd dipped his tools of destruction into the intoxicating pool and not only tasted the forbidden waters but entirely consumed them. as the woman crooned, her willingness to play along brought the less-than-knightly baron to draw his leathered button across her lower groin with a museful hum.

his mind was lost in his own foggy nest of ecstasy, ideas and thoughts raining down in abundance. for a few moments he was lost in her nectar, focused only on bringing his needed information to literally seep from her body. her smell was sweet with an underlying musky hint, clogging his nostrils and draining all coherent advantages from him. he'd never felt this before - the want and need to only please and bring this harlot to her peak. it was unlike him, as if freyja trapped him into finally bringing release to someone other than himself.

the groans of the woman brought the man out of his reverie, though. she spoke of a woman - a powerful woman with an army. but not just any army, assassins. a slight bout of anger rose inside the malicious baron, causing him to pull his snaking tongue back into its encampment within his jowls. whether this wench was telling the truth or not, it was certainly worth looking into. assassins were slithering maggots, stealing a good man's chance at reaching valhalla by taking his life while he wasn't looking. taking out their queen would most exquisitely please the aesir and vanir.

slender maw dipped down once again toward her treasure, but this time did not slip a taste. "can't say i do, but i do enjoy a good story." his next words fell pleasantly from his throat before he enclosed his jaws around the tender skin beside her womanhood, pulling with slight pressure.



* hel is the monstrous daughter of the trickster god loki and his wife. she rules over helheim (house of hel), which is basically the nordic version of hell