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Freyja (brightandfair) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2021-07-28 23:18:00

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freyja, much the miller's son

WHO Freyja & Much
WHEN Tuesday night
WHERE Freyja's apartment
WHAT Let's talk about the ins and outs
WARNINGS eventually smut

Since coming to New York, Freyja felt she hadn't been her usual highly social self. Back in Washougal she had built such a life for herself. It hadn't been hard at all: Freyja was outgoing and friendly and had a true interest in getting to know people around her. With her beloved Jothi she'd hosted dinner parties and cook outs and gone along to community gatherings, and there hadn't been anyone in town who didn't know her at least a little.

But since leaving that life (her friends and her job and her cheating vámr of an ex-boyfriend) Freyja felt like she'd made her life smaller. Perhaps it didn't help that coming here she'd discovered her brother to be taken over by a demon, something that even she hadn't realised for far too long.

Cheating partners and demon face stealers: both of those things made Freyja a little warier than she might have been in the past. They made her doubt herself. She had been hurt too badly.

But hurts must pass, and the winter could not stay to bleak forever, and perhaps inviting over Freyr's Merry Man friend to make her drinks (and perhaps to take to bed) was a good start. She'd spoken to Much a few times online, but they had never met in person. Tonight she would change that.

"And you are going to be nice," she told Honkers, who had taken up residence on the breakfast bar even though she had continuously removed him. She knew she let him get away with too much, but his grumpy foolish little face was irresistible to Freyja.

When the doorbell rang, Freyja walked through to open it, briefly checking her dress in the mirror as she did.

She pulled the door open and found Much on the other side, giving him the brightest of smiles. "Heil og sæl," she said, before wrapping her arms around him in a warm hug. Freyja was such a hugger. "It's so nice to meet you, Much."

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	brightandfair 2021-08-01 03:17 am UTC (link)
	"Would you now?" Freyja asked him with a flirtatious smile of her own, holding the sword up in front of her face as though about to begin a duel. When Freyja brought it back down, she said, "War isn't my only area of expertise," she said, approaching him slowly. "I am a goddess of sex as well." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	muchofamuchness 2021-08-01 03:28 am UTC (link)
	Oh. Hell. Yes. Please. Much kept his eyes on her like he would an opponent, but only so he could watch every single move she made toward him, while he stayed rooted to the spot, tingling with anticipation. "I believe it," he said, deciding to do away with any coyness whatsoever. "You're very, very sexy." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	brightandfair 2021-08-01 03:32 am UTC (link)
	"I am," she smiled brightly at him, resting the tip of the sword against the carpet and reaching out to run a finger down his chest. "And I think we could be very sexy together, if you'd like that?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	muchofamuchness 2021-08-01 03:40 am UTC (link)
	She made him so hot! Holy shit, women with swords touching his chest, yes more of this right now. "I think you're a sexy genius," Much said, stepping forward to wrap an arm around her waist and draw them closer together, keeping his own sword out of the way as he leaned in and kissed her. She tasted a little of chocolate liquor and oh man, he was a genius too. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

brightandfair
2021-08-01 03:54 am UTC (link)

Even after a thousands years of living life, of seducing and being seduced by all sort of men, there was still a delectable thrill for Freyja in kissing someone new. Standing this close now she could see that they were close in height, although Freyja was a little taller. (This was not unusual or unattractive for Freyja: She was slightly taller than the average woman in America, and so was not unused to being with shorter men. Besides, Freyja had slept with dwarves. She knew power in the bedroom didn't correlate to height.)

Freyja lifted the non-sword hand to Much's cheek, thumb brushing against the slight roughness of a day's worth of stubble. "I would very much like for you to undress me," she said, breaking the kiss but speaking against his lips with her eyes still closed. "We should put these swords away."

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muchofamuchness
2021-08-01 04:08 am UTC (link)

"Mmmhm," Much agreed, though he lingered against her mouth for a moment longer, taking her bottom lip between his, his hand heavy on the small of her back and his other hand growing tighter around the hilt of the sword. "Yeah," he had to move, since his other hand didn't want to only hold that sword. "Safety first, right?!" He grinned as he made himself pull back, though it was another moment before he could pull his eyes away from Freyja and turn, to put the probably priceless and very sexy old sword carefully back on its hook.

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	brightandfair 2021-08-01 04:11 am UTC (link)
	Freyja set her own sword back into its display hook, running a hand over her blonde waves as she did. When she turned it was to see that Honkers had leapt up onto the back of the couch and was looking at Much with interest. "Ah," Freyja said, observing the big grey boy. "Someone has come to make his presence known. This is Honkers, a very naughty boy." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

muchofamuchness
2021-08-01 04:42 am UTC (link)

For a hot second Much thought the someone was an approaching person, and had to try to get a hold of his face so he wouldn't look too disappointed because he really, really wanted to get Freyja out of that dress. But their third wheel was a very round boy with yellow eyes who Much had heard about online, and just like with the beers and the swords he was instantly charmed. "Honkers, your reputation precedes you," he stepped toward the couch, holding out his hand. "Nice to meet a fellow sneaky outlaw."

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brightandfair
2021-08-01 04:49 am UTC (link)

Honker leaned in to sniff the offered fingers for a long few moments and then dropped his head and butted it against Much's hand quite firmly.

Behind them both, Freyja smiled a little. She talked a lot about what a monster Honkers was, but she adored him and he- like many a cat- was an excellent judge of character. (She wished that she had listened to him when he'd showed such dislike of Freyr, and maybe she would have known sooner what was happening to her brother.) If Honkers liked Much- enough to have now rolled onto his back on the wide top of the couch so he could have his belly rubbed- then Freyja knew she'd made the right choice in inviting him around.

"Honkers is too aware that he is the prince of this household."

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	muchofamuchness 2021-08-01 05:24 am UTC (link)
	"Is he going to gut my arm like a fish?" Much asked, though he was already reaching to stroke the offered belly, sinking his fingers deep into the thick fur. "I don't usually get on with princes," Much told Honkers seriously. "But I might have to make an exception. Are you a benevolent ruler?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

brightandfair
2021-08-01 05:28 am UTC (link)

"He is not," Freyja said with a barked laugh, coming over and rubbing behind Honkers' ears while he luxuriated in Much's attention. "He is a little tyrant." Honkers blinked his eyes slowly at her as though to say 'maybe I am a tyrant, but you still can't resist me.'

Freyja took her hands off Honkers and leaned in to kiss Much's throat, his lips soft against him. "And," she said quietly, "he's trying to steal your attention from me."

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muchofamuchness
2021-08-01 05:41 am UTC (link)

"Mmmm, it's not working," Much said, a heavy shiver running right down his body at her kiss, at her words. It had been working a little, briefly, but now his hands pulled her hips closer and then roamed up her back to see what they could do about this 'undress me' business. "You can have all my attention," he said as he kissed her again, interrupting his kisses with words or maybe his words with kisses. "You sexy, sword-weilding, beer-brewing goddess."

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brightandfair
2021-08-01 10:02 am UTC (link)

Freyja could embrace that praise and with a smile she kissed him deeply, drawing him backwards with her across the apartment. The bedroom was on the far side, but lucky there was only a simple hallway to get to it (once she'd maneuvered them around some chairs.)

In the bedroom - all shades of white and gold, sheep skin rugs and a tapestry of a falcon hanging behind the bed - she stopped kissing him for long enough to move his hand down to the bow tied in the middle of her dress. It was a simple wrap and with a tug the whole thing would come open, only a pair of white lace panties then between them. But as she'd said: she wanted Much to undress her.

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muchofamuchness
2021-08-01 12:52 pm UTC (link)

He'd appreciate her room decor later; there was something about a tapestry that just fucking slapped - but right now the most important thing was the tie on her dress, and the way the knot slipped open in his hands.

Much smiled at her as he parted the dress, as he ran his hands over her shoulders to encourage it to fall with a very sexy whisper to the floor. He bit his lip, his hands exploring over toned muscles till they reached her last bit of lace, and peeled then down her strong legs.

"This is feeling very unbalanced," he admitted, each moment he looked at her making him feel harder and harder. He surged forward and kissed her again, his time his hands working at his own clothes, of which there were way, way too many.

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	brightandfair 2021-08-01 12:54 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm happy to help you find balance," Freyja told him with a smile, drawing his shirt off as he worked at his pants. She let him continue that while she ran her hands over his chest, leaning in to kiss along his now bare skin. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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