Just Mary

When Mary’s moan echoed his own, Hvitserk felt like he could cum right there. On the spot. The taste of her blood, plus the knowledge that she was enjoying this as much as he was, sent shivers down his spine. It was the best feeling in the world. When he pulled back and noticed her heavy breathing, he leaned forward and placed a kiss on one of her cheeks. “Are you okay, little one?” He asked her softly, his hands on both of her thighs and his thumbs running softly over smooth skin. He wanted to make sure she was okay to continue, not wanting to tire her out even more. “Do you have any idea how divine you taste? Odin would fall to his knees and beg for the chance to get a taste of the aphrodisiac that is running through your veins.” He whispered, his voice serious. His hands wandered towards her panties, before he hooked his finger under them and pulled them off, leaving them both, finally, completely naked. “Let’s get you wet, little one.” He said with a smirk, before he picked her up and carried her into the huge shower stall, with more than enough room for the both of them. He kept her in his arms as he turned on the shower, warm water embracing both of them. He leaned forward to kiss her, softly at first, wanting to get back into the mood.

Hvitserk froze slightly when she voiced her request. It was such a simple request but the amount of trust those two words held was almost unavailable to Hvitserk. Apparently, she trusted him enough to remain in control. He was over a thousand years old so he had more than enough experience in controlling himself, but he had a feeling this is gonna be different. He loved this woman, and the taste of her blood was probably gonna drive him crazy. On top of that, he was painfully aroused, which was gonna heighten this whole experience. He pulled back from her neck and locked eyes with her, trying to find any doubt in her beautiful eyes. When he saw none, he leaned back down and placed a kiss on her neck. He removed his hand from her breasts and started to caress her whole body, almost worshipping her body with his touch. He continued to kiss her neck, preparing her for what was about to come. Finally, his eyes turned dark and his fangs came out, before they pierced Mary’s skin, immediately drawing blood. Hvitserk moaned at the first taste of her blood, and instantly drove his fangs further into her skin, getting high on the taste. His hands continued to caress her body, moving further south. He was right. This was different. So much more intense than anything he has ever tasted before. It felt like the Gods were opening the heavens to him. There was nothing compared to it. He remained his self control though, and pulled back after a couple of seconds, not wanting her to be too weak for their further activities. He licked over the wound, before facing Mary once again, leaning his forehead against hers and looking into her eyes.

Hvitserk has spent over a thousand years on this earth. He has seen people change their ways over and over again. He has met so many people in his lifetime….but he has never met anyone like her. She was special. She made him feel special. Like the past thousand years were just a speck of dust in the universe and that with her his life truly began. Like he only became a vampire so he could meet her a thousand years after his own time. Like he waited for her. He’d always wait for her. The viking sighed when Mary ran her hands down his chest. After she pulled down his jeans he pulled his hands back so he could pull off his underwear as well. He kicked off his pants while she pulled down her dress, now standing completely naked in front of her, his member already standing proudly between his legs. While he appreciated that she was trying to play coy, he appreciated it even more when she undressed as well. “You’re breathtaking, do you know that. Absolutely stunning.” Hvitserk said as he looked down at her, before he attached his mouth to her neck. He could feel her pulse between his lips and for a second he wondered what her blood would taste like. It was probably intoxicating. He pulled down her dress further so it pooling at her waist, before he reached behind her to take off her bra, leaving her chest completely bare. One of his hands immediately attached to one of her breasts, as he started to massage it. 

Hvitserk always loved the way Mary was responding to him. It made his heart swell in his chest, knowing that he had this impact of her. Not necessarily for his ego, though it did make him proud that he had this affect on her. He would never use it to his advantage though, unless it came to being intimate with the human. She had the same affect on him as well. She was endearing and sweet and so soft, a brash contrast to him. He was a brute, broad and rough around the edges. Though somehow she saw something good in him, something trustworthy, something that he has never found in himself. She made him a better person. The viking released a soft moan when he felt Mary’s small hands run through his hair. It was a calming feeling though it only added to the growing heat of his sexual desire. Hvitserk pulled away slowly, giving Mary some time to breathe, before he leaned back to take off his shirt, throwing it carelessly across the room. He leaned forward and connected their lips again, his hands wandering down to slip past the hem of her dress. He started to caress her thighs, before his hand started to move a little higher. “I think you’re wearing too many clothes, little one.” He breathed against her lips, not being able to keep the smirk off his face.

Hvitserk moved one of his hands from her cheek to her waist, pulling her even closer to him. He nodded his head and placed a soft kiss against her foreehead when she said that she was fine. “I’ll give you a warning next time.” He told her with a slight chuckle. He was getting a little too excited about having her all to herself so he didn’t think before he picked her up and carried her home. He smiled down at her when she agreed to both of his ideas. “You’re cute.” He said before leaning down and kissing her cheek. “Your wish is my command, little one.” He said in a low voice. He moved both of his hand downwards and under her thighs so he could easily pick her, making her wrap her legs around his waist, so they were face to face, making it a lot easier for him to kiss her. He leaned forward and placed his lips softly against hers, keeping the kiss soft and slow at first. He walked them into the bathroom, where he sat her down on one of the counters, before he deepened the kiss, his hands on her ass to pull her flush against him. 

A small, content sigh left her lips as she drew her in even closer, always so grateful for his boldness and self assuredness. She could still get awkward about it even if that had little to do with him and more to do with her nerves. But he wasn’t one to hesitate or think twice. It was so damn sexy. Hugging herself to him, Mary let out a soft laugh. “That might be wise.” she replied. “I liked it though.” It was worth adding, letting him know that he could do it more if he wanted to. She could easily understand the excitement over finally getting to spend time alone together. After all that was why she had suggested it. Playfully she stuck her tongue out at him at being called cute. Teasing a little. His kisses were distracting however, making her shiver just slightly and prompting an increase of pulse and breath. That low voice was music to her ears, a small giggle escaping her as he hoisted her up and had her wrap her legs around him. It was almost odd to be face to face all of a sudden, but also wonderful. Her lips returned pressure, yet letting him lead. Mary hardly noticed that they were moving, all too wrapped up in him. Though the sensation of those big, broad hands on her slim backside was impossible not to notice. This time her sigh was breathy, slipping out between her nostrils. Running her hands gently trough his hair, caressing the silky blonde locks, Mary could already feel her lungs beginning to burn, but she pushed the need for air away, knowing she needed to get better at breathing trough her nose while making out. Besides, it was all too worth it. 

while ceasar did his best to try and keep away from almost anyone, the fact that he had to work with actual people was what stumped him. mary always seemed to keep wanting to talk to him no matter how quiet he tried to stay. he clicked his tongue as she told him what happened, nodding his head. “simple mistake,” he flicked his hand in the air and turned to start puttng books away. “go ahead,” he wasn’t going to hassle her when she had to get back to l’enfer.

Mary knew there were many reasons people would have for working at this or that store, she didn’t quite understand why anyone would pick working at a place with customers if you didn’t enjoy being around people. Of course she didn’t think it was her place to judge anyone, but sometimes she wondered, perhaps especially when around Ceasar. Though if anything it was reassuring to not be the only awkwardly shy person around the store. “Yes, but luckily easy to fix.” she said with a smile. Nodding a bit, not about to disturb him further if he craved to have his solitude back, Mary moved down the shelves to find the book in question. Truth be told she was hoping she could drag this out a little, so that maybe she didn’t have to spend any more time at l’enfer than necessary. 

Hvitserk steadied her when she leaned against him. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gone that fast. Are you okay?” He asked her, concern lacing his voice as he placed his hands on both of her cheeks, drawing her in a little further. He stepped further into her personal space so that their bodies were pressed together, her tiny body against his broad one. “Well. A couple of things. We have a few options here.” He started, his voice just as playful as hers. “We could take a bath together, which I would love since that would mean your body naked against mine. I would also love to make love to you, which would mean you’re naked as well. Actually, I just having you naked would make me really excited.” Hvitserk told her with a grin. He was never one to tiptoe around what he wanted so why would he start now.

The fact that she was just overall so tiny compared to him was something Mary had wondered if would be challenging at first. And she was pretty sure that was why he’d let down his guard some with her in the beginning. She didn’t pose the slightest threat, while she also looked quite fragile and in need of protection. Now she didn’t really mind that part anymore. Not when it was with him. As to the challenging aspect, she’d come to realize that size didn’t really matter. If you wanted to be close to someone, you figured out how to make it work. And Hvitserk had made it work from the moment they met. His concern was sweet, though she shook her head a little at his apology. “Its fine, I just forgot to close my eyes at first which made me a little dizzy. Its gonna pass.” she assured him, relishing in the sudden closeness. Feeling his body pressing against hers did nothing to help with the dizziness, and her stomach began to flutter uncontrollably. It was good that it was his turn to talk. Her eyes stayed attentively on his face, head tilting just a little. Her naked. Now that was pretty easy to arrange. “Hmm, how about we combine the two? A hot shower and ahm.. making love sounds heavenly.” Mary admitted, trying not to blush again, always finding it very difficult to talk about sex in general. But it didn’t mean that she didn’t want exactly that with him. 

Spending the day with Mary made Hvitserk feel like he could finally breathe again. It was an incredible day and he had a lot of fun. More fun that he had in centuries and that’s all because of this little blonde human being that stole his dead, unbeating heart. Though he felt more alive than he ever did with her by his side. The vampire followed her easily to the side when she pulled him slightly, looking down at her expectantly. He put his hands gently on her waist when she wrapped her arms around his neck. He leaned down slightly to make it a little easier for her. Before he could respond to her request, she kissed him and he kissed her back happily, releasing a little sigh when she pulled back from his lips. “Of course. Let’s go.” He said excitedly, before he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder like a cavemen, a laugh escaping his lips. He tried really hard not to use his vampire speed to get home, because he didn’t want to make the human sick, though he did move a lot faster than any human ever could. They made it to his apartment in record time and he set her down in the middle of it. “I’m sorry. I got excited.” He said sheepishly, giving her a soft smile.

It had been everything she’d dreamed of and more, being able to be out and about with him like this. When they were together she felt like there was this bubble around them, allowing her to stay present in the moment, to have fun and laugh without feeling guilty or sad. As if her life was really just beginning, not having ended. She loved the sensation of his hands on her. From the smallest of squeezes to the firmest of grips.Well aware that the kiss was.. too short, just like a small promise of what could be coming, Mary tried to hold herself back, instinctively wanting to keep kissing him until there was no breath left in her lungs. Her smile was wide, filled with excitement. Though when he picked her up without warning, she could not help but squeal, then laugh. It was a rush, feeling as if she was flying backwards, though at some point she felt a little dizzy and decided to close her eyes. When he set her down, Mary had to grab his shirt not to topple over, giggling a little. “I got that, loud and clear.” she said, her tone a little teasing as she leaned into him a little, both because she wanted to, and because she kind of felt a little unsteady. “What are you most excited about?” she playfully asked.  

Hvitserk smiled warmly at her when she blushed at his actions. It was always endearing to see her reactions to the things that he does. It made him feel special. He figured out rather quickly that the blush she has when she’s nervous and the blush that she has when she’s with him, are two entirely different things. “I always enjoy the time we get to spend together, little one. And ice cream sounds good.” He told her honestly, his smile still in place. “Sounds good to me. I will definitely win you something.” He told her as they walked over to the bottle toss. The vampire placed another kiss on the side of Mary’s head after she talked to the guy, in reassurance. He paid the guy before he turned towards his date. “Why don’t you go first.” 

Mary smiled back at him, having one of those moments where she felt like the luckiest girl around. Which was a feeling she treasured, given all the challenges she had faced in the last year alone. And one of the reasons why it felt idiotic of her to not just go all in with Hvitserk. Because no one made him feel like he did, and she knew what the feeling meant. Three little words. Eight letters. Yet whenever she was close to saying them, she stopped herself.. “Me too. My best days are all with you. Cool, then we’ll do that I guess.” She grinned when he said he would win her something. Like a small child being promised a toy she was all beaming and skipping as they made their way over to the booth. And while having to interact with a stranger did dampen her sudden spirits a little she bounced back fast. The next few hours were a lovely blur of eating ice cream and cotton candy, playing more games and simply watching the ferris wheel. Heights had never really been her thing. Though the place was getting even more crowded, and Mary could feel it wearing on her. Tugging Hvitserk with her to the side, where they were free from people surrounding them, she reached up and laced her fingers behind his neck, standing on her tippy toes to reach up. “How about we go back to your place?” she asked, being brave enough to follow the question with a light, short yet sweet kiss. 

he glanced up at his book as he heard the familiar voice. it was just mary. “good, thought you were a customer,” he spoke, nodding his head towards her. he didn’t know much about her, he was sure they hadn’t spoken much at all if barely anything when they crossed paths working together. “what did you forget?” he questioned, standing to go and put his own book back. he could see a few things that needed to be done but he couldn’t be sure if that was from her or just things he had avoided doing today.

She smiled a little knowingly at Cesar, not surprised that he had mistaken her for a customer, nor that he was probably just a little bit nicer for her to deal with than anyone else. He was a peculiar guy, though she found him easy to work with and be around. Then again old vampires intrigued her so she’d tried to be sneaky about asking him things now and then, without prying or being too chatty. “I forgot to put aside a book for a customer. She called in late last night as I was counting the registry and I was a little stressed for time so it slipped my mind before I rushed back to L’Enfer.” she explained calmly, hoping that he wouldn’t fault her. She kind of hated closing up because the guards had gotten stricter about curfew and she always felt like she didn’t have enough time to finish closing the store in time to make it. 

Hvitserk smiled down at the tiny human, happy that he gets to spend some time with her. He always wanted to be around her but he respected her boundaries. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when she referred to this as their first date. “I feel like we have been way past our first date, little one. But I will take it.” The viking said with a wink, before pressing a kiss to her forehead. He couldn’t help but touch her or kiss her as much as he could, without actually disrespecting her boundaries. “We can leave at any time you want. If you feel uncomfortable, let me know and we will go somewhere else.” He said softly, giving her hand an encouraging squeeze. “I probably have an unfair disadvantage at any game at this festival. Being a vampire and all that. So why don’t you pick.” 

Mary could rarely control her blushes when he was around, though unlike with other people, she liked it and feeling this way didn’t embarrass her or make her uncomfortable. She was eager to be with Hvitserk, despite her conflicting feelings. They always had a good time and she felt safe with him, as if nothing or no one could touch her. “Maybe we are, though its nice to spend some time out and about regardless.” she replied with a smile, her blush once again deepening at the touch of his lips, loving the mix of warmth and sparks they sent coursing trough her body. Nodding a little, easily reassured by him, she allowed herself to take stock of the festival set up. Booths with games, a ferris wheel, booths selling food and candy. Mary squeezed Hvitserk’s hand back, tilting her head as she tried to decide where they should go. “Well with that unfair advantage you could win me a teddy bear. Bottle toss perhaps? And then maybe ice cream?” she suggested, leading them across the dock to the booth in question. “We’ll both try.” she quietly told the guy in charge, excited to take a stab at it. 

Hvitserk has lived over 1000 years so he was a patient man. He didn’t mind giving Mary some time and space to figure out her own feelings. He wanted her to be at ease with what she felt and who he was. They had all the time in the world, so the viking was more than okay with waiting. But that didn’t mean that he couldn’t court her. Though he would certainly stop if she asked him to. Hvitserk smiled at the little stutter Mary had when she greeted him. It was endearing. “Thank you for agreeing.” He returned with a soft smile. A smile that was only reserved for Mary. “Thank you, little one.” He said before he gently took her hand and interlaced their fingers, hoping to calm her nerves a little. “Ready to explore the festival?” He asked her.

Mary knew that she could keep comparing the two vampires, the two men who’d won her heart, over and over. And yet the stark difference was that one was here. For her to touch, kiss, be held by, for her to talk to.. and one was not. And while she still felt guilty about Evan’s death, still felt responsible, she knew he would want her to be happy. He would want her to move on and find happiness with someone else. It all just felt really unfair, as if she’d lost her chance at it all once before and didn’t entirely deserve a second chance. Yet Hvitserk definitely did deserve the same things. A lot more than she did. And wouldn’t she be cruel to deny him that just because she couldn’t sort out her emotions? She always felt embarrassed when she stuttered, though somehow he so quickly managed to make it okay. At this point it wasn’t so much out of any negative nerves, purely positive ones. She wasn’t and would never be scared of him, but she was still somewhat intimidated whenever they met, shy when they were close no matter how elated she also felt. “Sure. Its like our first date.” she said, a little smugly. Not surprisingly, she was beaming at him already, though feeling her pulse quiet just a little in response to his touch. Deliciously cold fingers pressing against her skin. “I guess. Crowds kind of stress me out. But I’ll manage. Any favorite games you want to start with?” 

Hvitserk didn’t know if Mary was actually going to come, though he hoped with his whole heart that she would. He wanted to spend as much time with her as he possibly could. He loved having her close. He even dressed up for the occasion, as much as a vampire viking could, so he would look good for her. He saw her standing by the pier, looking as beautiful as ever. The vampire smiled softly as he approached her. “Hey.” He said softly, not wanting to startle her. “I am glad you came. You look breathtaking.” He told her honestly, before leaning down to place a soft kiss on her cheek.

Mary often felt bad these days, as if she was holding out on Hvitserk because she couldn’t quite figure out what her heart wanted or was ready for. There was no doubt in her mind that she did love him, yet she couldn’t entirely decipher how much of that love was based on simply current emotions that he alone had inspired, and what she could trace directly back to her dead fiancee. Wasn’t it more cruel to agree to be with someone if you couldn’t tell the difference? Or if you weren’t sure if those feelings would ever go away? She didn’t want to ever make him feel as if she was simply replacing him with Evan, filling a void that no other person on the planet really, truly could entirely fill or fit into. And yet, when he appeared close to her, speaking softly and kissing her cheek.. he took her breath away. “H-Hi.” Mary smiled at him, feeling that childish joy of knowing something exciting was about to happen. “Of course, thank you for asking me. Y-Yeah?” she blushed, folding and unfolding her hands, wrestling with her nerves. “You look great too.”