Lagertha
Devilishly Wicked
- Joined
- Apr 27, 2014
- Location
- Conneticut
Her face turned red when he hugged her, drawing her slightly close to him. His arms, his presence, felt way different than her mother hugging her. He was large, much larger than her, and his arms were pure muscle. It made her feel weird when his flaccid member pressed against her, her jumping slightly. Though it was really when he kissed her sweetly that she tensed slightly and relaxed awkwardly in his arms. Åshild moved backwards, so her back pressed firmly against his chest as she curled up and closed her eyes. "Goodnight.."