[Odin smirked as the skin of his soon to be lover prickled. The apartment notably had an effect... and hopefully, the desirable bed sheet ripping, back clawing result would also come true.
One could only wait and see.]
Nice, isn't it? The money was easy enough but choosing--
[His words were stopped short. Grabbed and thrown back, Odin rubbed his neck with a low grumble.]
.. Bad idea? Are you backing out already?
[He snorted and grinned smugly at the lovely boy. Even if he wanted to, the god wouldn't let him. He had been waiting far too long for this.]
That's pretty cute. Is my sweet Fen feeling shy...?
[Damn that smirk. Damn that arrogant, smug-looking face to the deepest, darkest pits of Hel. That he'd even suggest the idea that he was backing out when it should have been the other way around.]
Does it look that way? Forgive me, I had a moment of insanity and was concerned for your safety.
Now show me that throat.
[A feral growl as his hand at the other mans neck made angry, careless tugs and pulls to remove his clothes. Fuck him. Literally... And then he'd be done with this whole damned thing.
But he'd make sure Odin made no mistake - this was no 'trophy fuck'. Even if somewhere deep inside there was the tiniest twinge of dread...
Propped up over him, his knee sidled up between the gods legs, fervor overwhelming him. Hate, lust, hunger... This was a pure desire in utmost, was it not? Without ceremony his mouth lunged for Odin's, a ravenous and savage kiss.]
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One could only wait and see.]
Nice, isn't it? The money was easy enough but choosing--
[His words were stopped short. Grabbed and thrown back, Odin rubbed his neck with a low grumble.]
.. Bad idea? Are you backing out already?
[He snorted and grinned smugly at the lovely boy. Even if he wanted to, the god wouldn't let him. He had been waiting far too long for this.]
That's pretty cute. Is my sweet Fen feeling shy...?
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Does it look that way? Forgive me, I had a moment of insanity and was concerned for your safety.
Now show me that throat.
[A feral growl as his hand at the other mans neck made angry, careless tugs and pulls to remove his clothes. Fuck him. Literally... And then he'd be done with this whole damned thing.
But he'd make sure Odin made no mistake - this was no 'trophy fuck'. Even if somewhere deep inside there was the tiniest twinge of dread...
Propped up over him, his knee sidled up between the gods legs, fervor overwhelming him. Hate, lust, hunger... This was a pure desire in utmost, was it not? Without ceremony his mouth lunged for Odin's, a ravenous and savage kiss.]
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