Freya would freeze in place when she felt something playing with a bit of her hair. Obviously wind wasnt a new concept to the lean woman, but it usually would have picked up all of her hair, instead of only a single strang of it. Furthermore, it wouldnt have wandered down on her body like that.
The fact that something was making "tsk"'s only added up to that feeling, and yet, despite or maybe because of the fact that she was being put on edge like that, Freya couldnt help but to actually enjoy the feeling to an extend where her body reacted in its natural way to pleasureful inputs, that being with her nopples slowly becoming hard.
Watching teh being appear in front of her, shifting around with an expression that carried slight horror and bewitchment, Freya would blink twice as she was staring at the naked woman in front of her, taking in all of her features, down from the flawless skin which seemed to shine even brighter then the chromatic stones all around them, over to the back-long hair which reflected the light in a way that it seemed to move, even if it wasnt moving at all and finally over to the naked body presented to her that looked like a literal dream come true.
If it werent for Frey's command at her to speak again, Freya would have nearly forgotten why she had called her in the first place. Blinking a few times as the blanket of confusion, that had been thrown over her like a perfectly fitting cloth, was wearing off she finally gave out a small cough and started to talk, first stuttering before her voice got normal again:
"I-... I uhm... I asked for something that would help me... Like a weapon or i dont know..." pausing for a few seconds, Freya's eyes would wander down onto the ground, seemingly stopping at each of Frey's more delicate features to take them in once more, as one of her arms would grab the other one at around the elbow level, before she continuing: "Maybe a set of flying knifes or swords, or a sword that can summon flying copies of itself that can attack my enemies or an axe that is able to create and manipulate lightning. But I uhm... you know, i just realised i should have paid more respect i mean... I am-... I..."
Stopping slightly and shaking her head she would look back at Frey with a redness in her face that was showing, how nervous she actually was, to be in the presence of a literall god. With her Lips trembling, her hands would reach for her clothes and begin to open them up, starting at wraps around her arms and waist, over to her belt which held her tunic shut and pants up as she gave out: "I-... I am sorry i should have gotten naked before and I... i should have offered something."
With her mind racing on what to actually offer, or what could have had any value to a god, she would go through her inventory of things that she carried with her only to come to the general conclusion that it was worthless, which left only one thing to offer. Unfortunately, Freya didnt know if the thing she had in mind was something that Frey would enjoy or find adequate however.
"I-... I am on the run. I have nothing to offer except...", pausing for a few seconds again and letting her pants drop to the ground, sliging over her legs as they did so and opening her tunic, before letting it follow her pants, she would continue in a almost whispering tone: "...except myself..."
During all this her face was getting more red with every piece of clothing being stripped off of her body, yet she continued to stare at the being in front of her. While shyness was natural, the hesitation in Freya's words showed something else except normal shyness. The fact that she wasnt experienced at all in such matters or how to behave when naked. In fact, it was the first time for Freya to be naked in such a way before someone, left alone her god.
With her face now bright red she would swallow slightly and repeat: "I... i am offering myself for your... pleasure."
While a part of her almost wanted to set a condition to it, she knew that she was in no position to make conditions and was lucky already to see Frey like this in front of her.
The fact that something was making "tsk"'s only added up to that feeling, and yet, despite or maybe because of the fact that she was being put on edge like that, Freya couldnt help but to actually enjoy the feeling to an extend where her body reacted in its natural way to pleasureful inputs, that being with her nopples slowly becoming hard.
Watching teh being appear in front of her, shifting around with an expression that carried slight horror and bewitchment, Freya would blink twice as she was staring at the naked woman in front of her, taking in all of her features, down from the flawless skin which seemed to shine even brighter then the chromatic stones all around them, over to the back-long hair which reflected the light in a way that it seemed to move, even if it wasnt moving at all and finally over to the naked body presented to her that looked like a literal dream come true.
If it werent for Frey's command at her to speak again, Freya would have nearly forgotten why she had called her in the first place. Blinking a few times as the blanket of confusion, that had been thrown over her like a perfectly fitting cloth, was wearing off she finally gave out a small cough and started to talk, first stuttering before her voice got normal again:
"I-... I uhm... I asked for something that would help me... Like a weapon or i dont know..." pausing for a few seconds, Freya's eyes would wander down onto the ground, seemingly stopping at each of Frey's more delicate features to take them in once more, as one of her arms would grab the other one at around the elbow level, before she continuing: "Maybe a set of flying knifes or swords, or a sword that can summon flying copies of itself that can attack my enemies or an axe that is able to create and manipulate lightning. But I uhm... you know, i just realised i should have paid more respect i mean... I am-... I..."
Stopping slightly and shaking her head she would look back at Frey with a redness in her face that was showing, how nervous she actually was, to be in the presence of a literall god. With her Lips trembling, her hands would reach for her clothes and begin to open them up, starting at wraps around her arms and waist, over to her belt which held her tunic shut and pants up as she gave out: "I-... I am sorry i should have gotten naked before and I... i should have offered something."
With her mind racing on what to actually offer, or what could have had any value to a god, she would go through her inventory of things that she carried with her only to come to the general conclusion that it was worthless, which left only one thing to offer. Unfortunately, Freya didnt know if the thing she had in mind was something that Frey would enjoy or find adequate however.
"I-... I am on the run. I have nothing to offer except...", pausing for a few seconds again and letting her pants drop to the ground, sliging over her legs as they did so and opening her tunic, before letting it follow her pants, she would continue in a almost whispering tone: "...except myself..."
During all this her face was getting more red with every piece of clothing being stripped off of her body, yet she continued to stare at the being in front of her. While shyness was natural, the hesitation in Freya's words showed something else except normal shyness. The fact that she wasnt experienced at all in such matters or how to behave when naked. In fact, it was the first time for Freya to be naked in such a way before someone, left alone her god.
With her face now bright red she would swallow slightly and repeat: "I... i am offering myself for your... pleasure."
While a part of her almost wanted to set a condition to it, she knew that she was in no position to make conditions and was lucky already to see Frey like this in front of her.
