no lif prompts? *Thanos voice* fine ill do it myself.
Now that Líf has not only a second chance at half life, he's worked his way back into your graces, he can't bear to let your attention wander for even a second. He needn't breathe but he will to infuse his body with your scent; all the same he needs you to crave him as he craves you. You should only see him, only hear him, draw breath only to say his name, he'll make sure of it. He came back just for you, be grateful for that, alright? [edging, orgasm denial, begging (from our end of course ;)]
There was never a day when you failed to cross Líf's mind.
The sweet smile on your lips whenever you relished a sweet treat from the dining hall, the precious way you smoothed out your summoner robe after slipping it on for the day, the determined expression on your features as you assessed a new strategy in the heat of battle--anything that related to you, he lingered in thought for hours on end.
But now, there was the matter of whether he held just as much presence within your mind.
It wasn’t enough to be known as your lover--or bodyguard, as some would tease with how it was practically impossible to see you without him lingering by your side.
While love was ever present in your eyes whenever his gaze met yours, there was a thorny vice that ensnared his heart every time you would then shift your attention to speak with another hero.
With all the progress he had since made with coming to peace with himself and his demons, he just couldn’t shake away the fear of losing you once again--to the affections of another, to the finality of death.
And thus, he simply had no choice but to see to it himself that your heart was meant for him and his protection.
If breaking you into pieces just for him and him alone to put you back together was needed, then so be it.
He already had a means of trapping you within his thrall.
All that was required was to haul you over to bed, much like he did on this particular evening, in the same way he had done countless times in the past and will be adamant in continuing during the days to come.
A clash of your welcoming body heat versus his chilled physique as your bodies remained flushed close, entangled together on your bed. You were left sprawled in a pleasured, blushing daze, all while he loomed above, shadowing over you while the ghostly blue hue of his broad physique shone on with a soft glow.
Líf kept an attentive eye on your face as he continued to toy with you after having pulled out prior, purposefully nudging the hard and thick tip of his cock against your slick slit at an agonizingly slow pace.
He had been at it for so long at this point, catching how the look of adoration on your features didn’t take much longer to succumb to something far more shameless with need, which you did not hesitate to vocally express.
As best as you could at least.
By this point, your mewling pleads were but a preciously pathetic babble of his name and pleads for more of him, emphasized further by the unabashed offering of your body to him: your hands gripping your thighs as you kept them spread wide apart, the wiggle of your hips in an attempt to slide right against either the head or the length of his cock, how your eyes were lined with desperate tears as you were pushed far beyond your limits.
He could see it on the euphoric look on your face, hear it in the darling breathless whines of your voice, feel it in the delighted trembles of your body--your current state exuded nothing but a reverence, a reliance on him and him alone.
Victorious triumph was nowhere near his heart.
There was only a relieved satisfaction that soothed his soul and only fueled his need to continue his conquest of claiming you all for himself.
One hand soon cupped your cheek while the other reached for the base of his cock. Seeing the immediate joy on your features from such mere actions only stirred the fiery frenzy that was his love for you.
“Fine, fine--only because it’s for you.”
And with little else to murmur further, he stole a kiss from your lips as he proceeded to sheathe his cock back inside of you, hesitating not a second more to continuing on with pounding away into your core and filling you full with his seed.
Yet despite giving all of himself to you, as Líf proceeded on with giving you all of himself, he knew deep within his heart that he would never have enough of you.
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