**Obligatory R18 Warning, TI for part two of doin' the do.**
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As if he had been planning this day for so ti, he flicked his wrist, and over forty red candles appeared in staggered positions around the room.
With another snap, every candle ignited with BlackFire, giving the room a romantic yet eerie feeling, one that was much appreciated by Selene, who looked around the small stone cottage in wonder.
Eventually tearing her eyes away from the multiple candles, Selene looked over at Cynrik, lying beside her with a lavender glow on his arms from his [Húðflúr].
Reaching over, she traced her fingers along the intricate knotwork inscriptions with misty eyes. Never in a million years would she have thought that Cynrik could make such a gesture, and she had already resigned herself to losing her first ti in a rough yet passionate flurry.
During the ti she had been with him, Cynrik had never shown many signs that he was the romantic type. If anything, it seed as if he found being in a relationship botherso or a waste of ti, yet as Selene caressed his forearm and t his loving gaze, she realized she had misunderstood him.
This realization caused the first tear to slip down her cheek, and she understood he was doing this for her, for her first ti with him to be morable and special.
"You did this for , Maður, sniffle." Unlike during foreplay, Selene used the shortened and more intimate form of Eiginmaður.
"Un, I did." Leaning over and planting a tender kiss on her forehead, Cynrik used his thumbs to wipe away the tears staining his woman…no, his Eiginkona's cheeks.
"I…I don't know what to say…" Fighting back sobs of happiness, Selene scooted forward and wrapped her body around his, feeling the warmth he presented and resting her head on his left shoulder.
'Sigh, I didn't think it would have this big of an effect on her…yet, why am I feeling so…happy right now.' Rubbing his cheek affectionately on hers, Cynrik thought, sure, he had long since planned out what their first ti having sex would be like, but he never thought that his actions would bring Selene to tears.
'Am I really that distant and horrible of a boyfriend that simple gestures like setting the mood were perceived in such a way?' As he thought about what was happening, Cynrik subconsciously snuggled Selene's body closer to his, igniting sothing within his soul, sothing that felt so…natural.
Holding her like this, Cynrik couldn't help but acknowledge that it was like he and Selene were ant for…no, created to be with each other. How their bodies fit together, how srized he could be when caressing her soft, milky white skin, and the sensations he experienced with being intimate were all so different.
Yet, it felt like nothing was out of the ordinary; it was too natural as if this is how things were ant to be.
When he felt the steady dripping of Selene's tears slow to a stop, only then did Cynrik gently adjust himself and place her down on the bed before crawling between her legs and leaning forward to kiss her.
Allowing Cynrik to move her where he pleased, Selene's heart raced, and she knew it was ti. She had been waiting for him to start, mainly due to how nervous she was, but now, as she lay on her back, with her legs slightly spread and watching Cynrik creep forward between them, all the nervousness vanished, and all there was in her heart, was love.
Love for this man, her husband, her soul mate, her Eiginmaður. When he leaned forward and kissed her ruby and plush lips, Selene took so initiative from him and licked his bottom lip before intertwining her tiny pink tongue with his.
While sucking on his lips, savoring their kiss, and running her fingers through his hair, Selene felt his warm and thick cock, twitching on her abdon, drawing an exalted breath from her, one which separated their kiss with a soft muah sound.
Sitting up slightly and using his right arm, placed slightly above Selene's head, to hold himself up, Cynrik reached down and, using only the tips of his fingers, grazed her pussy from the bottom of her pink, moist slit to the top before using his thumb to massage her clitoris lightly.
"Ahhhh…" Surprised at his actions, Selene couldn't help but blush as a moan escaped her lips, and she looked into Cynrik's eyes, which gazed at her with such tenderness and affection, that she felt her heart skip a beat.
Blinking slowly, she understood that Cynrik was waiting for her permission before progressing, so she gave him a slight and bashful nod of approval.
He returned her nod with a smile that shook Selene's heart because it wasn't fake; it was pure and elegant, one she had never seen before; Cynrik's hand left her pussy, and went to his cock, which he then began rubbing softly against her moist labia.
Then, using a little force and going slowly, the head of his cock slowly slid against her lower lips until he felt the tightness gripping him.
"AH! HAH!" the instant he breached her walls, Selene gasped with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Only the head of his penis was in, but even that seed too much for her narrow walls to handle.
Still, Cynrik didn't stop at first but instead guided himself inside her until he felt the thin mbrane halting him from progressing.
Fighting the urge to plunge instantly into her depths since he knew it would cause her excruciating pain, Cynrik stopped and leaned forward to kiss Selene again.
Receiving his kiss like a drowning person and wrapping both her arms and legs around him, Selene's body writhed in a mixture of agony and intense pleasure, and she could feel the faint beating of Cynrik's heart through the throbbing protrusion that had invaded her defenses.
It was too intense, too painful, fear gripped her imdiately, and she almost wanted to ask him to pull out.
Seeing the conflicting emotions flashing across her face as he looked into her tightly shut eyes, Cynrik knew he had to say sothing, or else Selene would do sothing he knew she would later regret.
Moving his hips slightly and propping himself on his knees so that he didn't need to use his arms to hold his body up, Cynrik took Selene's delicate and beautiful face in his hands and forced her to look into his eyes.
Fluttering her eyelids open, Selene saw the worried look Cynrik was giving her, and although she was in pain and frightened, a warmth invaded her heart and soul.
He had never looked at her so tenderly, with so much affection, and the fear hidden in the depths of those glowing Violet eyes lted her own.
Opening her mouth, Selene tried to speak but was silenced by a finger pressing against her lips, making her flinch slightly.
"I know I am not the best when it cos to being in a relationship, and it doesn't take a genius to understand that I and emotions don't mix well, but…." Cynrik paused, seemingly having an internal argunt, before continuing.
"But I love you, Selene, at first, I didn't know what it was, if it was a fake affliction forced on by Odin and Freya, but now I understand. Every fiber of my being wants to be with you and show the world that you, Selene Nilsson, are more than just soone I keep by my side; you are my Eiginkona from now until the day everything burns down."
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