Saxa laid in bed and stared at the vaulted ceilings, denying her a view of the stars. She shifted in bed, trying to find a more comfortable position that might help her drift off into sleep. She closed her eyes, her head resting delicately on the luxurious feather pillows. No matter what she did her mind would not let her rest, the thoughts of the previous night flooded like a broken dam. Images flashed across her mind, Magne's large chest under her, heaving with pleasure. She turned over again and huffed in anger, only to be met with the image of his large hands wrapped around her hips as she writhed in ecstasy. She sat up in her bed unhappily and pushed her hands through her hair. "Fuck." She muttered to herself, knowing that this would not be easy to get out of her head. She stood up, relieved at the touch of the cold floor on her warm feet. Padded her way to the shower and turned the faucet, waiting for the temperature to reach that of the waters surrounding Edda. Once they did she stepped in and let out a sigh of relief as the cold water washed over her body.
-The Next Day-
Saxa opened the door to her car and stepped out into the brisk air, taking a moment to look over the city of Edda before heading towards the school. She swung open the front door and walked into the well lit main area, students were sitting scattered around the room. A low hum was in the air as the student body talked of the happenings of their weekends, but Saxa had no interest in this. She scanned the room and her gaze fell on the hulking body of the one she could not get out of her head. Magne was turned around, speaking to Iman quite intensely. Saxa chose to not approach and rather try to put the situation behind her.
Saxa walked to class and sat at her regular desk, noticing students flooding in as she pulled out her school supplies. She glanced over to the door just as Magne walked through, his blonde hair tied back and his shirt hugging his body tightly. Her eyes caught his and they stared at each other while Magne walked through the classroom to his desk, sitting behind everyone else. Saxa could feel her heart race and her skin heating up, she bit her lip.
"Good morning class." Saxa's attention was shifted to the science teacher who began to speak. She spun her head around to pay attention to class but she could feel Magne's eyes on the back of her head, causing her to shift uncomfortably in her seat. "Congratulations on completing exams, give yourselves a round of applause." The teacher exclaimed and clapped at their achievements, causing the whole class to erupt in cheers and applause. Everyone seemed ecstatic to be done, but Saxa couldn't feel the relief that should come with the end of exams, all she could feel was those two eyes in the back of the classroom on her. She plastered on a fake smile and clapped with the rest of the class, arguably it was not true joy, as this was one of her many times going through the secondary school system. "Okay, okay class, settle down. Because of your hard work, I will give you an afternoon to work on other things. You must stay in the classroom though." The students groaned at this, the teacher sat down in her chair with a shrug at the groans, already disinterested in the students. Saxa took a deep breath and walked over to the teachers desk, "I am going to the restroom." She smiled sweetly at the teacher's nod and walked out of the classroom.
Saxa walked into the restroom and leaned over the sink counter, looking at herself in the mirror as she realized how flushed her face was. Her hands turned the faucet gingerly and she splashed cold water on her face ,frustrated that it portrayed her emotions even if she tried to resist it. The blush on her face making that evident. She walked to the paper towel dispenser and pulled several out, blotting her face and neck with a sigh of relief. The door swung open and heavy footsteps sounded through the tiled restroom. Saxa turned her head to the noise and stepped back with surprise as she saw Magne standing in front of her. "What are you doing here? It's the women's restroom you know." She crossed her arms, willing herself to look nothing but composed to the god in front of her. Magne took a step towards her and spoke softly, "I can't stop thinking about last night…about you." Saxa raised an eyebrow, trying to cover the way her breath hitched in her lungs, "Well I can Magne, you need to forget about it." She tried to will her body to move to the door but it would not. She stood in place, but Magne did not, he moved even closer to her. With only about a foot between them the god looked down at Saxa, meeting her eyes and making her mind start to paint pictures of everything that could happen between the two. She bit her lip, resisting the urge to kiss him and instead forced her body to move. She grabbed at her bag and began walking towards the door of the restroom. "Saxa, I need you." Magne stated with fire in his eyes, "Everytime I think of you my skin gets hot and I can't breathe."
Saxa stopped and turned around slowly, surprised that he was feeling the same way she did. She looked at him, breathlessly forcing out words "I feel like I'm on fire." Magne's eyes shot up in surprise and he moved towards her, taking her face in his large hands and leaning in and connecting their lips. Saxa dropped her bag and pushed into the kiss, closing her eyes as she felt fireworks spread across her skin. She wrapped her arms around his thick waist and slid her hands up the back of his shirt. Magne moved one of his arms to wrap around Saxa's waist as he parted her lips with his tongue. They had moved against a wall with her back flush to the cool tile. She pushed her body into his, wanting to be as close to Magne as possible. He pulled away from the kiss and moved to her neck, slowly kissing down the soft skin while she let out a cacophony of small gasps. Saxa looped her arm around his neck, holding him closer to her body as he slowly crept his way down to her collarbone then slid onto his knees in front of her.
Saxa looked down at Magne, who was looking up at her with his hands wrapped around her lower thighs. "What are you doing Magne?" She questioned. Magne kissed her thigh, slowly pushing up her skirt and responded between kisses, "Giving you the pleasure you deserve." Saxa bit her lip while Magne pulled her panties down and her tight skirt up to her waist. He took her high heel cladded foot in his hand and raised her leg over his head, to rest on his shoulder. Saxa gasped as Magne dove his tongue into her and drove her to take his head in her hand, pushing his head tighter against her pelvis. She used her other hand to grab onto anything in order to stabilize herself, in turn Magne took his strong arms and used one to hold her steady against the wall as he explored her with his tongue. "Fuck, Magne." Saxa gasped as his tongue focused on the most sensitive parts of her.
Saxa lightly pushed Magne away, sliding her leg down from his shoulder and now finding her balance on two legs before reaching down to him. She brought him up and kissed him, Magne responded with furrowed brows. "Why did you have me stop?" She kissed him again and smiled deviously, "There's so many more tasty things to do." Saxa pulled Magne's sweater over his head but paused for a moment and stared at his bare chest, after a moment she commented with approval; "Much more god than man." He leaned in to kiss her again, feverishly and more hungry than previous. Their hands scoured each other's bodies, looking for something that they never seemed to find, for they kept searching. Saxa reached down to Magne's pants and untied the drawstring, entangling her other hand in his hair as they kissed. She moved her hand into his boxers and gently gripped him, causing Magne to groan into her mouth as their tongues twisted. She began to stroke the already hard cock, smiling at the sounds that came from Magne in response to her touch. Magne bucked his hips into her hand. She slowed as sensing he was nearing his climax, only to have Magne grunt in frustration.
Saxa pulled away from his mouth, breathing as if coming up for air. She looked into his hungry eyes, "Do you have a condom?" Magne nodded and pulled one out of his pocket prompting her to raise her eyebrows. "I was hoping..." he responded. After he slid the rubber onto himself Saxa wrapped her arms around his neck. "Lift me up." she commanded. He pulled her up onto him with ease, as if positioning her were as easy as moving a feather. Moans and gasps erupted as Magne slid into Saxa, she wrapped her legs around him and locked her ankles. They continued to kiss as Magne easily moved her up and down, his strength no match for her elegant body. He broke the kiss and moved down to her chest, kissing her neck, collarbone and full breasts. Saxa gripped onto his hair as he began to speed up.
"God Magne, don't fucking stop," She all but screamed at the large god. Magne huffed and continued "Be quiet, they will hear us." Saxa fought to quiet herself, instead leaning her head into Magne's neck and biting down hard, causing him to grunt. "Saxa, are you close?" Magne asked through moans to which Saxa moaned and nodded. At this he thrusted into her harder, matching his intensity to his speed. Saxa dug her nails into his back, leaving marks adorning his shoulder blades at the ferocious thrusts. Saxa felt herself clench around Magne as a wave of pleasure came over her. She threw her head back and bit her lip hard enough to draw blood as Magne moaned loudly "Fuck, you feel so good." His speed slowed and became more erratic as Saxa felt his hot liquid shooting into the condom.
Both of them huffed and panted as Magne leaned into the wall for support, still holding Saxa up. He kissed her and slowly slid himself out of her, she moaned into his lips at the sensation of Magne pulling himself from her. He set her on the ground where she took a moment to find her footing but when she did she let go of the god and pulled up her panties and down her skirt. Magne tidied himself up as well then the two looked in the other's eyes. "Wow," Magne said in surprise then finished saying "I didn't think it could ever feel like that." Saxa traced her hand over Magne's still bare chest and exhaustedly said, "It almost never does." She picked up her purse after arranging her hair. Then leaned into the large man, kissing him long and with passion. "I'll see you in class." She said while she pulled away from his warm grasp. Saxa walked out of the restroom, leaving a surprised Magne behind while her own face was scrunched into an expression of confusion and slight surprise as well. She knew that it would happen again, even if she didn't think it was a good idea. No one had ever made her feel that way, his touch felt like the cold ice her skin needed and when she saw him her lungs tightened. She had never met someone who she couldn't shake, in her dreams or thoughts. She bit her lip and looked back at the restroom door as she walked to class, this definitely was not over.