I reached the bottom, with Ragnar long hauls before, still skiing down the pitch. I took off my helmet and laughed hysterically. We were so dumb but I loved it.
adored watching him ski; How he’d no fear of dying so would just shoot down the pitch like there was no hereafter. I wish I could be more like him and not worry so important about little effects
This had been my stylish Christmas by far.
Tay down in our bed, it was about 11 pm and we were watching a movie John Wick.” Come outdoors with me” Ragnar gestured his hand at me, belting his house fleece around him.” No it’s toooo coldddd” I whined entwining into a ball under the robes.” I’ve a surprise” he murmured knowing that it would get my attention which it did. My head popped up and I glanced at him before standing up and following him outside
He’d a piece of paper in his hand while gaping up confusedly at the stars.” What are you doing” I beamed knowing that he knew that I loved looking at the stars.
” That bone ” he refocused at a particularly candescent star.” That one what?”| murmured confusedly. He chortled slightly before face palming off his forepart.” It sounded so important
More at the time” he’d an embarrassed look on his face as he spoke” What’s it” I questioned with hopeless tone I wanted to know what he was cringing about.
bought you a star” he said snappily before pursing his lips, trying to fight off a smile. He bought me a star.”) called the star Sofia, my punch line was going to be’ because you are my star” he erupted into horselaugh at his own inelegant joke. I just blinked at him. He ultimately calmed down and wondered why I was not laughing.” But it was too dumb so I did not do it” he signed.” So principally I just bought the star” he signed glancing up at the sky and back at me.
I am madly in love with him. It’s not what he buys for me but it’s the study that goes into what he buys. He listens to me and he notices the effects I like, indeed if I do not tell him.
Sexual scenes ahead, you know the drill
” Sofia are you. I intruded him by smashing my lips onto his. I jumped in the air and he caught me, I wrapped my legs around his midriff.” I want you, now” I goggled at him. But this time there was no doubtful regard or reluctant look. rather he just jounced and carried us outside, remonstrating the door shut behind us.
He threw me onto the bed, ripping his shirt off as he walked towards with me, a giggle escaping my lips. He climbed onto the bed and lay on top of me, kissing my lips passionately. He was not rough or harsh, he was gentle but also dominant. I had told him periods ago that it was one of my turn on’s but l’m not surprised if it just came naturally for him.
He kissed my neck, leaving a trail of hickeys from where he’d kissed me. His touch made me feel like I could run a million long hauls without stopping. It transferred sparks of energy throughout my body, I wanted more, I wanted all of him.
I pulled off my shirt and trousers before lugging at his band, staying for him to take them off. He kissed my lips as he pulled my thong off with my trousers. He was wasting no time. He pulled off his trousers, letting a frustrated scowl slip when he plodded to get them off. He seized his prizefighters, and pulled them off too, throwing them across the room. He unhooked my bra with one hand. I broke and look at him.” What” he asked his face getting upset.” can not indeed do that” I murmured confused, allowing to myself how he indeed has enough strength to do that with just his fritters.
He smashed his lips onto mine, making me want more, I craved more; I demanded more. He looked me straight in the eyes. was nervous, he was big. like really big. What if it hurt? What if I die? I can not die from having coitus right?.
” Sofia? Do you want to do this?” Ragnar asked with a shriek, allowing I did not want to” I do, I am just. spooked” I flushed
“I’II be gentle” he kissed my impertinence vocally before saying
” do you want me to start?”. I jounced, sure of what I wanted. I am in love with him. I may not have told him but I am.
I pressed my lips against his as he rubbed his thumb against my clit, making me wet. He pressed the tip of his incline against my clit, making me color indeed more than I formerly was My breath hitched as he shoved his cutlet inside of my heat. My heart was contending as I awaited for him to eventually start. My pining for him started to make up as he made me stay. He placed one of his hands on my shoulder and the other on my midriff to hold me in place
” Gentle” he rumored to himself, nearly to keep himself on a leash. I watched him stroke his gumshoe a many times before putting on the condom and placing his hand back on my shoulder. He kissed my neck abstracting me from him placing his tip inside me. He thrusted slightly, making me wail. I covered my mouth with my hand.” Let them out, only I can hear you” he comforted me, pulling my hand down from my mouth. He thrusted in further and I smelled my lip, trying to acclimate to his size. Our breath was heavy and slow as if we were trying to savour this.
He started to move by and out of my heat, making my eyes water. He was not indeed all the way in. A gash rolled down the side of my face before he brushed it down with his thumb. gripped the edge of the bed as he started to go briskly, with further nippy and confident movements.
could feel myself about to cum but it was not enough.
” Faster”| groaned at him, getting a nod in return. He started to pound into me.” wail my name” he rumored in my observance demandingly.” Ragnar”| groaned, releasing without warning. I came, warmth discovering out of my heat. He beamed proudly as he continued. He went briskly to please himself. He moaned as he released, I felt a warm liquid fill the condom that was inside of me.
He lay on top of me ‚ both of us panting heavily.
That was amazing
I lay on his casket as we talked. The only light in the room was the television that was facing our bed.
” Educate me some Italian” I chirruped, playing with his hand that rested on my midriff, pulling me closer to him.” Mm okay” he lay on his other arm.” Cagna is a womanish canine”.
His accentuation changed when he spoke Italian, it got deeper.
” Cagna” I repeated, getting a nod off of Ragnar.” Sole is the sun”. The words just rolled off lingo like it was royal.
” Sole” i beamed, knowing I pronounced it wrong.” Sad is triste” he rolled hisR. I tried to copy him but he chortled at me when I failed.
” Okay I am bad at this” I chortled into his casket. The smile on his face sluggishly faded as he looked at me. He pressed his lips against mine, grabbing my face.” Ti amo” he murmured, whilst gaping at me with a soft look in his eyes.” What does that mean” questioned, my eyelids getting heavy all of a unforeseen.” Nothing you have to worry about” he kissed my forepart as I drifted off asleep while he watched the television.
I woke up at about 4 am to Ragnar standing out on the deck. He’d left the door open so it was indurating. He’d only his prizefighters on while his chain hung from around his neck. He was taking in the moonlight, his eyes were closed and his aft muscles were tense. I climbed out of bed quietly, and approached Ragnar, my steps making no noise I hugged him from before, catching him off guard. I felt his muscles at my touch as he let out a deep breath.
kissed his shoulder before leaning my head against his reverse.” Did I wake you?” He asked with a gentle tone.” No” I murmured partial asleep principally drooling on him.” Why are you up?” I lumbered with my eyes shut, taking in his scent He’d a strong, musky, mannish smell and I wouldn’t change it for the world.” I am just allowing” he grunted still while gaping at the stars.” Allowing about what?” muttered falling asleep with my arms around him; He was like my own particular heater, my cold hands were resting on his warm skin. I do not know how he was still warm standing outdoors in indurating rainfall.
could see the condensation of our breath in the air due to the dispassionateness.” I am allowing about the Mafia and if they need my help, mean I know they don’t, but I constantly worry about it and if I am doing a good enough job to keep the rookies in check” Ragnar rambled as he shook his head defeatedly as if it was bad thing to watch about the Mafia.
He ran his hand through his hair stressfully from fussing about the Mafia so much.” You watch, that further than what my father ever did for our Mafia” I scarfed at him. I can not believe he thinks he is not doing a good job, I suppose he is a great leader and master, indeed though he can be an asshole occasionally.
” Yeah” he soughed, agreeing with me.” You need sleep, come on” I dragged his arm, pulling him back to bed with me.” I am only going to bed because you are going to be in it” he beamed with a cocky smile.” I am okay with that” I smiled vocally at him, pulling the robes across my body.
He lay next to me before I snuggled up near to him, one of my legs stretched across his body. I was playing with his hands while he shut his eyes, trying to sleep for me. I suppose if I was not then, he wouldn’t sleep. He’d presumably sit around, perhaps scribble in his journal for awhile.
” Your hand is so tough” I chirruped with a soft tone, running my cutlet over the calloused skin on his win.” Yeah” he let out a deep breath.” It’s presumably from holding ordnance” Ragnar uttered actually, sounding exhausted. He may not know it yet but I know he does not like to kill people. The way he reacts after killing someone is not happy it’s just. numb, he just came numb to feeling guilt or guilt for effects that did and the people he killed.” Ragnar, how did you feel when you first killed someone?” My eyebrows lowered curiously as I continued to play with his hand, lying on his casket.
” My first kill” he raved like he was trying to flash back . But the way his body strained when I mentioned it, told me that he flashed back .” Fuck” he soughed, rubbing his forepart stressfully.” It’s okay, you do not have to talk about it my fritters ran along the modes that went up Ragnar’s arm.” No, it’s you. I can tell you; I trust you” he took a deep breath in, he was veritably tense and sounded slightly thrown off by the memory.
” I was 9, it was my birthday actually and my father said that he’d a surprise for me. I should not of believed him”
Ragnar scarfed shaking his head.” So he took me to our current base that was only recently erected at the time and took me to one of the cells; he’d a man shackled to a pole in the corner of this dimly lit cell. He told me that killing him was my birthday gift” Ragnar chortled presumably at how insane it sounds when he says it out loud.” I told him I did not want my gift so he said that if I did not kill him, the man would sluggishly die in the cell anyway and that he’d take everything down from me Everything being my toys to my bed” watched as Ragnar close his eyes, trying to flash back back to that day.
He does not try to repress or forget his recollections of the abuse his father put him through. He lives in them, renewals them nearly. He is not hysterical of them, he faces them head on. He was really stubborn but strong and I suppose that is what I respect most about him. He is intrepid;
He is stalwart
” Indeed after my fathers trouble, I still refused to kill him”
” also because I refused, my father left me in the same cell. He came back and punched me constantly until I agreed to kill the man” He smelled his lip while his eyes were shut. The man and I had discussion while my father was gone. The man had told me that it was okay if I killed him because he liked me and allowed I was a good sprat. He told me as long as I gave him a quick death, he wouldn’t mind” Ragnar chortled at his 9 time old tone for believing any better. The gun was in my hands, but my father had to pull the detector and also, he was dead” Ragnar signed, reaching over to the cigarettes on the bedside table and lit one, savouring the bank
I felt my heart Gomorrah sluggishly for him.
” How did you reply after you killed him?” I was not sure if I wanted to continue asking questions about it since I could see Ragnar still is not over it to this day.
” I went home and cried for days”.
I feel bad for him. I feel bad for him yet I allowed I merited my corrections and all my abuse. I know how Ragnar sees my father now. He sees my father like I see his father; A cruel manipulative monster and if they did not get their way, they would discipline’ people for their own miscalculations. It made mefurious. so furious that I wanted to
cry.
The guilt that I had been carrying around for times had lifted and I felt like I could eventually breathe again. It was noway my fault but why could not I see that sooner. Why could not I stand up to my father and put a gun to his head. I was so dazed by fear that I would be beaten that I did not see effects for how they were. That I was being abused. I know that I was abused but I noway really understood what it meant. But now I know it’s getting beaten for the stupidest reasons like arriving home five twinkles late because I decided to walk slower.
Gashes began to well over in my eyes as I goggled at the wall, lost in study
” I can not believe I allowed that it was my fault” Ragnar scarfed disgustingly at the study of his father. He did not indeed realise that I had just come to that realisation myself.
My father was cruel, evil and illogical and because of this, I got penalized. Gashes welled up in my eyes as I tried to blink down so that Ragnar wouldn’t notice.
Ragnar’s POV
” I can not believe I allowed that it was my fault” I scarfed angrily at myself.
I was so lost in study that I did not indeed notice Sofia floundering to fight off her gashes until she could not hold them in presently glanced at her to see a gash rolling down her impertinence. I raised my eyebrows unexpectedly. God I am so fucking stupid, why would I make that face, now she’s going to suppose I am judging her for crying, fuck.
But she did not say anything. Suddenly the single gash had another gash next to it. Her lip bucketed as she sat on the bed next to me, not realising that I was gaping at her. She had so important pain bottled up and I wanted to kill every last person who was to condemn for indeed a second of pain. I have formerly killed her father, but that was not enough, I was not presto enough. perhaps if I had met her when we were 15, I would’ve killed him for her. No I surely would’ve But he’d been abusing her for awhile so I misdoubt that my 15 time old tone, killing him would’ve made a difference.
I will noway like the people she knew during that period of her life. They were each too dastardly to save her, they were each too selfish. Everytime I suppose of him laying a hand on her, on my girl, my blood begins to boil. But I could not be angry right now, I had to be. gentle right now, for her.
” Hey” I rumored gently. She looked at me with widened eyes.” I was abused” she murmured Oh shit, I can not deal with this, this is why I am not cut out to be her swain. I gulped as looked at her worriedly.” was abused” she weeped, gashes beginning to sluice down her face.
What do I say. What do I say. What do I say.
” I know baby”. FUCK IM SO BAD AT THIS, SHE NEEDS ME AND I COME OUT WITH I KNOW
” You did not earn any of it” I rumored, my heart clinging every time I looked at her. Her eyebrows lowered at my words.” Why did he do it also?” She puled still” Because some people are just evil, some people are just cruel” I tried to explain as stylish I could But I could not give her a solid reason because I do not abuse, I just kill. Which is presumably worse. Why does she like me again?. Oh yeah I forgot I am infectious. What the fuck is my brain doing, my girl is sitting then infront of me, having a internal breakdown and I am allowing that I am infectious.
” Sofia, I’ll noway let anyone lay another cutlet on you, indeed if it kills me” I seized her face gently before clinging my jaw angrily. She jounced weakly before hugging me.
I noway knew what being hugged felt like until I met her. I was missing out. She’s the only person I will ever let clinch me
The only one.
My arms held her tight as she weeped into my casket before burying her face into my neck.” You smell good” her weak voice uttered causing a chortle to escape my lips. I slipped my hand under my shirt that she was wearing and rubbed her back soothingly. I could feel her uneven breaths sluggishly come normal as my skin brushed against hers.
Of course I know what I do her. But does she know what she does to me I do not suppose she will ever realise how important power she has over me I would kill everyone for her simply if she asked. There would be no reason demanded.
still, I would, If I could make her pain goaway. However, I would, If I could take her pain. Her soft weeps quietened as hugged her, trying to make all the pain go down.” I really like you” Sofia chirruped gently as I continued to rub her back. I was going to get up to turn on the television until Sofia grasped onto me like was going to die.” I am just turning on the television” I comforted her
I lay back in bed, her arms incontinently wrapped around me.
” Hey” I rumored grabbing her attention. She looked up at me.” No further weeping, do not like seeing you worried” wiped the gash from under her eye. She jounced with a sniffle
Sofia’s POV
A many weeks had passed and it was now February. We were back home I went back to nursing academy and it was eventually the weekend.
was talking to Ice. We had come relatively near over the many weeks.” No Ice you can”” I facepalmed with a giggle.
” I just did” he raised his eyebrows after putting on one of Ragnar’s shirts.” He is going to kill you”| murmured, shaking my head.” What you are wearing his t- shirt, why can not I?!”
Ice glared at me jokingly.” Because he actually likes me” I responded cheekily, earning a shocked face from Ice.
He blinked at me a many times.” He is formerly going to kill me for being alone in a room with you so may aswell go out with a bang” Ice beamed sarcastically.
” So after you go on this date with this girl, what happens coming?”| questioned him to see if he’d give me the right answer.” That for me to know” he scrunched his nose, sticking lingo out at me playfully before doing his tie.
” Ew gross, you failed” I glared at him.” What do you mean
ew gross’ he tried to make me sound dumb.” I know you and Ragnar had coitus” Ice rolled his eyes while sliding on his suit jacket. I felt heat rise to my cheeks.” Shut up Ice, we did not” I smacked his arm.” He told me all about itttt” Ice teased running to the other side of the room.” Did he actually?” I felt a peering hole in my casket.” No but you just verified it” Ice chortled immorally.” God I detest you” I frowned angrily, my cheeks a rosey red colour
” So how was it?” Ice asked, gaping at himself in the glass
” I am not telling you”| squalled.” Dante’s going to be agonized” Ice beamed before shaking his head, acting like he was disappointed. I jumped onto the bed.” Why would Dante be agonized” I chirruped, pulling out my shanks that Ragnar had gotten me, just to respect them. I saw Ice’s cheerful expression drop incontinently.”Wait. he did not tell you?” Ice made an O shape with his mouth.