‘I want to do a trio with Sigurd and Basim, and if Ivarr wants too he’s more than welcome, my legs are open for all of them 🌚’
‘How badly I want Sigurd sitting on his throne as I kiss his “lordly feet”… then up his leg, inner thigh.’
confession [@anxietyviking]
‘I’d love to get pinned down against a wall by Sigurd. Shoving his hands under my dress up to my breasts and squeezing them, while he’s kissing me roughly. Pressing his hips against me and feeling how hard I make him! Oh that would drive me crazy!’
confession [@magicalicefairy]
‘If Randvi and Sigurd invited me for a threesome, I wouldn’t say no, I’d just eat Randvi out and let Sigurd use me, or have Sigurd fuck me while I fuck Randvi. Mmm so many possibilities!!’
One night, Sigurd and I had a few drinks to celebrate his arrival. We shared a few words and a few laughs before we began to flirt with each other, leading the conversation to be very suggestive. Then, we acted out on what was said. It started off simple with simple words of praises such as compliments. I, admiring Sigurd’s personality and everything physical about him, while he focused on admiring my smallest of actions and reactions to everything he says. It wasn’t long before he was able to read how obvious I was and began to memorize each small detail. Captivated, I leaned in and we shared a small kiss on the lips.
Everything about the moment was beautiful. The feeling and warmth of another person against me, the strong, bitter taste of alcohol lingering in his mouth and the intoxicating scent of earth. In bed, his scent only grew stronger, but I never seemed to get enough of him. Earth, sweat, musk, alcohol. We had sex in different positions, each of them involving me being the bottom and him being on top, having his way, and controlling when it was okay to cum. Afterwards, we bathed together, and that’s when I realized, I could never part from this man. I love you.
Confession [@x-klamstrakur]
‘Sigurd looks at least 20cm taller than me and that turns me on so much!! I want him to take full advantage of how tiny I am in comparison to him, and ravage my body like a true Vikingr! Bonus points if Eivor wants in on the fun~’
‘I just love the way Sigurd is so tall and broad… I just want to be roughly thrown around and to be fucked by him however he wants, breathlessly moaning ‘my jarl’ as he takes me from behind.’
‘I know that the Vikings don’t celebrate Christmas, but if I had to spend a party night at best I would like to do it with Sigurd and Basim. Me and the three of them in a large bed near a lit fireplace, to spend a dazzling night of passion, between kisses and unbridled sex. Thanks Santa! ‘
‘ok but I just think that Sigurd has a really really big size cock? In the sense, have you seen how tall it is? What sturdy physique? This Viking is the master of size-kink’
‘Eivor and Sigurd are so big. I bet they could keep someone really warm during the cold winters. They’d probably have a lot of ideas about how to stay warm too.’
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I bet those two have tons of ideas on how to keep warm. 😉 ~Sister Teodora