We've got a Valkyrie and a severed head getting it on. Don’t ask me where this idea came from, it just did.
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It was good to be together again, despite the circumstances. Mimir had always loved Sigrund, and she loved him. So much so they could see past the limitations they now had. Sigrund still looked stunning, even more so now she was corporeal again, her elegant wings spreading from her back fluttering in the cold wind. The Valkyrie never felt the chill of Fimbulwinter, her beating heart warning her soul as she talked with the smartest man alive like they had never been apart. Even having lost the rest of his body Mimir was able to make her laugh, his silly stories bringing much needed levity to the evening.
She could tell the man wished he had his body back, the inability to hold her killing him as they talked. She assured him it didn’t matter however, bringing the head up to her face and kissing him like she used to. They made up for lost time the best way they could, flying up to the top of one of the towers seeking privacy as they waited for the morning to come, and the battle that awaited. Sigurd placed Mimir down on a ledge, angling his glowing eyes to gaze at her as she slowly stripped off her armor, dazzling him with her beauty once more. The talkative man fell silent in awe as he stared at her, her wings framing her stunning naked body as she walked back to retrieve him, bringing him into a passionate kiss full of love and longing.
Memories came flooding back to both of them. All the mornings and nights they shared, making love across the nine realms, their bodies joined together in one harmonious climax after another. Their time together was beautiful, full of songs and stories and love. They looked at each other now, here at the end of everything, seeking to capture if only a fraction of that time again. Mimir ached to make love to her the way he used to, to brush his hands over her wings and caress her body, to kiss her sweetly as he put his valiant penis into her heavenly pussy. She stroked the head’s cheek, promising to help him as she guided his mouth down her naked body.
He may not have hands to touch her with, but his mouth made up for it as he kissed her flesh. Singurd carried him over her body, gasping softly when his lips brought goosebumps to her skin, bringing him down her elegant neck to her soft breasts. At his request she held him against her bosom, moaning lustfully as he licked and sucked her nipples until they were hard and sensitive. They alternated between her breasts, stimulating both until the woman laid his face between them, smooshing them around his head. She laughed in delight as he blew a raspberry, motarboating her bust until they were both giggling like young people. They shared another kiss until an excited Valkyrie leaned back against the wall, spreading her powerful thighs and bringing Mimir down between her legs. Mimir never thought he’d get to see the inside of her thighs again, eagerly making up for lost time as she brought his incredible mouth to her pussy. She moaned as he ate her out, treating her like a goddess with his tongue. She held his head tightly, massaging his scalp as she rode his tongue, grinding against his mouth until the smartest man alive brought the former queen of the valkyries to a toe curling, wing spreading orgasm that rocked the skies of Midgard.
She brought him back to her chest, cradling him against her bosom as she caught her breath. She had forgotten how good it felt to feel alive like this. She wished she could return the favor, but Mimir reassured her seeing her again and bringing her pleasure again was enough. They kissed and slept together, spending one more night together before Ragnarok arrived tomorrow.
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