RARITY ARMOR
He crawls over me, positioning himself between my legs. Now, realizing that this needs to get inside me, I start to get nervous.
" Are you well? – he asks, removing a strand of hair from my sweaty forehead.
" I... – I swallow dryly – I'm scared – I admit.
" Don't worry – Vidar kisses the tip of my nose – I know what I'm doing.
I feel a weight drop from my throat to my stomach, so much so that I don't even get angry that he's being arrogant and presumptuous. This time, it was almost endearing. Almost.
Hovering over me, he rests a hand on the side of my head. His lips descend on mine as Vidar adjusts himself between my legs, spreading them apart. My knees lock around his waist. With his free hand, he positions his d**k at my entrance, rubbing against some ver
