Okay, because I've done one-shots with the likes of Vampirella and Lady Death, I feel it's only natural that I do one involving the She-Devil clad in a chain mail bikini which gets the attention of everyone. Yes, I am talking about Red Sonja.
In this one-shot set in the time period of Sonja, my OC Jakob Thorsson is a warrior and still the demigod son of Thor, and he meets Red Sonja and... well, just read on and find out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Red Sonja. I only own the OC Jakob Thorsson.
The sound of a branch snapping as it was trodden upon caused a pair of bleary green eyes to flutter open and then slam back shut from the assault of light from the small fire ahead of them. Groaning lowly, the redheaded woman forced herself to throw off the yoke of her hangover and sober up quickly as she heard a shocked gasp from behind where she had laid down to sleep off the ale she had earlier that night. Knowing that she had undoubtedly been spotted, the woman waited a beat before she heard a few whispers and shuffling feet as the bandits came closer.
"If you touch my horse or my sword, you will die," spoke the sobering up redhead before opening her eyes and turning her head to look at the six men that emerged from the trees at the edge of the clearing where she had set up her camp, "If you touch me, then you will die screaming." The silence in the air was only broken by the crackling of the fire that illuminated the shocked expressions of the men as they stood frozen for a second, indecisive.
But finally, one of them regained their bravery and called back, "There are six of us, and one of you!" That wasn't of much worry to the redhead, she had faced much worse odds before. "And your sword isn't even in reach! It will do you no good!"
"True," admitted the woman as the cloak she was using as a blanket to ward off the chill of the night concealed her hand reaching down to withdraw her dagger from its sheath. "But that doesn't mean I'm unarmed. Are you a gambling lot?"
"If you are armed lass, then why have you not killed us already?" asked one of the bandits with brash confidence. The woman could see him take a defiant step closer, arms crossed, not even reaching for his sword as he leered down at her, no doubt imaging what she looked like beneath the cloak. After the passing of a few heartbeats, he began to step forward again,
"Nothing to say to that, hm?" The Bandit hovered over her and said, "I'm calling your bluff because we are going to take what we please and there is nothing that-yahhh!"
When he had reached out to touch her, the woman had rolled away and drawn her dagger before driving the blade through the man's hand and pinning it to the ground. While his screams continued to drown out the shocked expressions of the other bandits, the woman threw off the cloak and got to her feet before ripping the man's sword from its sheath and summarily bringing it down on his neck, lopping off his head with a single stroke. Twirling the bloodied blade in her hand to get a feel for its weight, the woman turned to face the remaining five and raised the sword, ready for a fight.
Despite having the numbers advantage, the five men stared slack jawed at the woman who now stood at her full six foot height. The fire illuminated her mane of flowing blood red hair that contrasted with her pale skin that was only blemished by the scars of those lucky enough to land a blow against her in combat. That skin did little to conceal the corded muscle beneath, a product of her experience as a swordswoman and pay soldier. And there was a lot of that skin showing, since she was wearing only a very light set of scalemail armor that only concealed her breasts and pelvis, boots that went up to just below her knees, and gloves that stopped short of her elbows.
The image was one that was unique, and certainly recognized by the five men arrayed around her as they stood slack jawed, "It's Red Sonja!"
The anticipation of a fight had her blood pumping, causing the She-Devil with a Sword to grip her blade tightly before lunging at the closest man. With a mighty battle cry, the flame haired woman thrust her sword in the man's gut, impaling the bandit in one thrust. The man's screams filled the air, his eyes bulging out as his mouth tried to form words but failed.
In the corner of Sonja's vision, a flash of movement caused her to wheel around to put the man at the edge of her blade between her and the aggressor as another bandit swung his sword. When it came down on the collarbone of the impaled bandit, his neck erupted in a gruesome geyser of blood that sprayed all across his compatriot. Sonja raised her leg and planted a boot on the impaled bandit's hip and kicked him off the sword, sending him stumbling back into the one who had tried to come to his aid, sending both to the dirt.
Having withdrawn the bloody blade, the redheaded Hyrkanian spun around and swung the sword again as a fourth bandit dove at her with dagger in hand. Hopes for a surprise attack dashed, the Bandit tried to hold up his dagger in defense, but Sonja redirected her strike to the arm that held the dagger and sliced it clean off. The severed arm landed on the ground with a 'thud' as Sonja lowered her shoulder and launched herself into the one armed bandit, tackling him to the ground. Moving swiftly, the Swordswoman got onto her knees and drove the sword down through his chest until the blade had passed through him and was buried deep in the dirt.
While the third man spent his dying breaths shaking around the sword in his chest, the last three living bandits charged at the She Devil. Reflexively, Sonja reached back for the sword buried in the ground, but the glint of an axe made the Swordswoman recoil back as the axe was swung down past her face. Rolling away onto her back, Sonja saw another man bearing down on her, his own axe held high. Right as it started to come down at her, the flame haired woman lashed out with her leg, striking the man in the knee and throwing him off balance as he swung, the momentum causing him to fall to the ground.
Scampering away, Red Sonja got to her feet and reached down, hand finding purchase on the leather wrapped grip of her own sword as she pulled it free from the ground. When the meter-long weapon was free, the She-Devil couldn't shake the notion she had been reunited with an old friend. A double-sided blade of the finest steel in the land mated to a long two-handed grip by a jutting cross guard and counterbalanced by a heavy pommel, it was the blade with which Red Sonja had earned her name. It had drunk the blood of hundreds, if not thousands, of men, and it would taste the blood of three more soon enough.
"You'll pay for that whore!" shouted the one with the sword as he swung sloppily at her. Sonja raised her own and expertly parried the strike, causing the man to spin around and open up his back. It was not an opportunity the Hyrkanian was going to pass up as she swung her sword back across her body, slashing the bandit.
The other two came in together, trying to bracket the red-haired woman while she backed away, looking for an opening. One shabby axe slashed close by as Sonja stepped back and took advantage of the opening, swinging her blade around and hitting the side of the man's stomach, just above the waist. Steel cleaved through flesh, sending blood and guts flying as the man dropped his axe and fell to his knees as he desperately tried to hold his intestines in his stomach.
When the last man came at her, Red Sonja raised her sword, one hand grabbing the blade to catch and parry the axe. Following up that move, Sonja threw the pommel of her longsword into the bandit's face and was met with the crunch of his nose breaking as he threw his head back and stumbled away. Instead of pursuing this man, the Swordswoman turned back to the other man who was still on his knees and grabbed the blade of her sword with both hands. Swinging her longsword like an axe, the She-Devil slammed the pommel down onto his head, caving his skull in as he fell over, dead.
Heavy footsteps had the Swordswoman looking over her shoulder to see the last man standing charge at her as she grabbed the leather wrapped handle once more. In a single, brutal stroke, Sonja spun and thrust the tip of her blade through his guts. Even as his quivering fingers couldn't hold onto his own axe, his other hand came up, falling weakly on her shoulder as Sonja pushed the blade in that much deeper.
"I said if you touch me, then you will die screaming," reminded the She Devil as she leaned in a little bit closer, "And so you shall."
Ripping the blade out, Sonja swung the hilt up in an uppercut that struck the man's chin before slashing him across the stomach and then thrusting the tip up, piercing his stomach and driving it up through his lungs. The bandit fell onto his back, the sword still lodged in his chest, while Sonja stepped over his shoulder and began pulling on the handle of the weapon. Screams filled the air as steel sliced through flesh until it met bone until Sonja yanked, hearing the bones crack as some of the sword came out, a second pull broke more ribs and caused more screams, and then a third finally yanked the sword completely free. A moment later, the loudest sound in the night was the smoldering campfire as Sonja looked down at the dead man, his ribcage ripped open to reveal the butchery that had occurred to what was inside.
Bending over, the She-Devil with a sword removed the tattered remains of one of the bandit's shirts along with his wineskin. The shirt was used to wipe the blood that had sullied her blade as she walked back to where she had been sleeping. Satisfied that her weapon was as it should be, Sonja picked up its sheath and slid the steel into place before securing the weapon around her waist and opening the bandit's wineskin and dumping the contents on the campfire to douse it. Now with naught but the little moonlight that made it through the dark clouds to illuminate the forest, Red Sonja donned her cloak and mounted her horse.
She needed to find an inn to sleep in, have a drink.
A part of her was briefly disappointed at her vow to not lay with a man who hasn't bested her in combat... although, that part couldn't really be said for one. As she had been bested and defeated by a warrior she came across some time ago, but he left after defeating her, sparing her life. And she had never seen him again.
If only she was aware that she would be encountering this man again soon.
It took three days for Sonja to arrive at the next town, Meroe, and she arrived before darkness settled in. Sonja did not stop for anything as she guided her horse to the stables and paid for her horse to be secured in one. After that, she went to the tavern, intending to get drunk. She was really dreading entering the tavern, as she would always feel the leering gazes of men, and awe, jealous-filled glares of women that either wanted to lay with her or glare at her for being more beautiful than them.
Despite that,the inn was one of the nicer ones in Meroe, and they had some of the best ale in the city, the latter of those two was the main reason that Sonja was there.
With that in mind, the Hyrkanian threw the door open and made straight for the bar, pointedly ignoring the blatant stares from the patrons not bothering to conceal how they ogled her.
The stares were something that Sonja was accustomed to, but as she settled into a seat at the bar and was about to call for the bartender, the redhead was surprised to see him appear and set a mug of ale down before her. Not questioning it, Sonja took a draught, gulping down the hearty brew before setting down the mug to see the bartender still there, eyeing her curiously.
Matching his gaze, the Hyrkanian waited for the man to speak or keep his peace, and after an awkward moment, he spoke. "Figured you'd stop by again, Sonja. Soon as I saw you, I was quick to get the ale ready for you."
Sonja smiled a little. "Well, I thank you for that, Dominic. I just need a room for the night, and a bath filled." She slid some coins as payment for the room.
The bartender nodded and took the coins, walking off to serve other patrons.
Sonja simply sat there and focused on her drink, taking a brief glance around as she was always cautious. Her gaze briefly stopped on a redheaded man who sat a few stools down, and her eyes narrowed as he looked familiar.
However, her attention was quickly brought away from the man when she sensed someone behind her, followed by a man's voice. "What's a pretty whore like you doing by herself? Can't find anyone willing to pay tonight?" He asked in a condescending tone. Undaunted by the silence he got back, the man looked over his shoulder at his group of compatriots, who Sonja saw goad him on out of the corner of her slightly blurred vision.
Instead of lashing out, Sonja simply took another drink, wanting to just drink before she heads up to her room for a bath. She smelled like blood.
"If nobody will pay to share your bed, you can come to mine for free," he slurred at her as she felt his eyes leer down at her. "In fact, why don't we go there right now."
With that, Sonja felt a tug on her arm and could resist temptation no longer. She drew a dagger, grabbed the man's hand as it reached for her, slammed it down onto the bar and stabbed the dagger right through the hand. The drunk man screamed in pain as everyone looked over in shock, though some were unsurprised when they saw who the man tried to get handsy with.
Sonja glared at the man's friends as they looked ready to step in. "I wouldn't." A voice said and the men, as well as Sonja, looked to see the redheaded man had now looked over. Sonja's eyes widened as she got a good look at his face, recognising it.
For it was the only man who had bested her in combat. The man who gave her the fight of her life the last time they met, though it had been a simple misunderstanding on her end.
Jakob Thorsson, his name was.
"What'd you say?" One of the men glared at Jakob who rolled his eyes and stood, finishing his drink in one and slammed the mug down before walking over without looking like the drink was taking affect. He was also a few inches taller than the man, and glared with a fierce intensity that Sonja would admit stirred a fire in her loins.
"I said you wouldn't want to do that." Jakob repeated himself firmly. "Your friend just learned the hrd way, and unless you boys want to end up being buried in the ground tonight, I suggest you take your friend and leave before..." He opened his hand, and an axe came flying into his hand, earning gasps and quiet murmurs from the other patrons. Jakob didn't finish his threat, as the action had been enough rather than words.
There was a tense staredown before it was broken as the men quickly grabbed their friend, Sonja having ripped the dagger free and cleaned the blood off it, with the She-Devil and Jakob watching the men depart.
"And here I thought I wouldn't be seeing you again, Jakob Thorsson." Sonja said with a slight smirk at him as he turned and chuckled at her, taking a seat beside her.
"Well, I saw you were wanting to be left unbothered and you know what men are like when they have a drink in them and see something they think they can just take." Jakob pointed out, leaning his axe against the stool. "So, what brings you here? Been a few months since we met and you trying to kill me."
"I thought you were a servant of Kulan Garth." Sonja rolled her eyes at him bringing that up. "It was a misunderstanding."
"Yeah." Jakob rolled his eyes playfully. "I still have the scar from your sword going across my chest."
Sonja sighed and shook her head with an almost fond smile. Despite how things started between them, there was mutual respect between them.
Neither of them had anymore problems as they continued to chat casually and share drinks with each other, Soja mentioning what she's been up to since their last encounter, and Jakob merely saying he's been going around, killing those with a price on their heads and doing whatever he felt like was needed to be done as long as there was money involved. A guy had to get by somehow in life, and for Jakob that something was; kill, drink, lay with a woman, move on in the morning, repeat.
A pretty simple way of life for a demigod.
On her seventh drink, Sonja downed it and slammed it to the bar as Jakob downed his eighth and put it down. "I'm going to my room." Sonja stood, slightly wobbling but not downright drunk. She then smirked at him. "Care to join me?"
Jakob raised an eyebrow at her. "I know of your vows and legend, Sonja. You can't lay with a man who..." His eyes widened as he remembered their first and only fight, him beating her. "...Oh."
"Oh indeed." Sonja grabbed his hand and pulled him along, leading him to the stairs that led to the inn's rooms. Jakob was aware of the jealous glares he got, and Sonja shrugged off any glares women sent her for taking an attractive man like Jakob with her.
Arriving at her room, Sonja unlocked the door an stepped in, with Jakob following her. The redheaded wpman sighed and stretched her arms, which drew attention to her breasts as her action pushed them out. Jakob struggled not to look, though it was quite hard giving Sonja's attire was quick revealing.
"If you'll excuse me, I need to take a bath." Sonja said, walking over to the other room where she found a tub filled with hot water. She turned back and smirked at Jakob, placing hr hands on the doorframe and letting him rink in the view of her.
Jakob's eyes did just that, working their way up her long, shapely legs, dusky skin concealing sculpted muscle of her thighs with only the small triangular bit of scale like material concealing her womanhood. Above that was a taut and trim stomach, rippling with the muscle the She-Devil made constant use of. On either side were her arms, with hands on hips, every bit as muscular as her legs, yet not so bulky as to make her appear anything but the sleek, lithe form of an incredibly athletic woman. Then there were her voluptuous hips that tapered along a gentle curve into a trim waist. As his eyes went further up, Jakob saw the second half of Sonja's two-piece ensemble, two cups of the same scaled material that snuggly covered her breasts, still showing off a significant amount of her impressive cleavage, as nothing could fully conceal such magnificent breasts. But that was not all the woman had, her shoulders were muscled without being bulky, her neck was long and narrow, yet it was her face that possessed the most convincing display of her beauty. It was finely shaped, with high, elegant cheekbones, a thin, cute nose, full lips, striking green eyes, and an astounding mane of flowing red hair that flowed down her back.
"Do be sure to watch, Jakob." Sonja said, still smirking as she began to remove one of her leather gloves, and then the other. "For you will be seeing a view men have tried to see for themselves." Her cheeks were a little red, showing a faint blush as she toed off her boots and kicked them away. She then reached back and undid the clasp on her bikini top, the fabric falling away to reveal her bare breasts, before unbuckling the bikini bottom and tossing it away, revealing the moist lips of her womanhood, a small tuft of groomed red hair perched above it,
She then turn and walked towards the bathtub, Jakob's eyes on her form, roaming her figure, from her ass to her breasts, to her perfect red hair. Sonja slowly climbed into the tub and moaned as the hot water touched her skin, then she sank down and relaxed with a sigh of content before looking at the man who she will soon lay with and beckoned him forward with a finger.
Too enticed by her natural beauty after she stripped for him, Jakob walked over and stood beside the bath, washing Sonja as she washed her arms and rubbed the water over her breasts, then lifted a leg to clean an he admired the toned muscles in her legs. Sonja then looked up at him, biting her lip, before she got up onto her knees and grasped his pants, starting to untie the laces and his pants soon dropped to his ankles.
Jakob hadn't really worn much, only wearing an armoured shoulder guard/pauldron that stretched across his chest and back around, armoured gauntlets, and a war belt.
Sonja licked her lips at the sight of his hard cock. "Impressive. But this must be because you are the son of a god." She stated, taking the cock into her hand and began to slowly stroke it, much to Jakob's pleasure as he closed his eyes with a soft groan. Sonja smirk at this and continued to stroke his impressive manhood, thoughts circling her head of him fucking her into the bed with that cock and she couldn't help but get aroused at the mere thought.
She then pulled him a little closer so she could sink her mouth down onto his cock and moaned as she began bobbing her head up and down.
"By the Gods..." Jakob moaned, grasping her red locks an gently caressing them as Sonja sucked him off, the son of Thor encouraged to start lightly thrusting his hips, thrusting his cock a little deeper into Sonja's mouth.
Sonja smirked at his words and bobbed her head up and down a little faster, nothing but 'gluck! gluck! gluck!' sounds filling the room as Sonja's tongue wrapped around Jakob's cock and coated it in her saliva, her warm breath tickling the skin of the penis.
Jakob could only watch slack jawed as Sonja bobbed her head up and down, slowly pressing further down his length, one hand wrapped around the base of his cock while the other cupped his swelling sack. Her lips formed a tight seal around his prick as she struggled with his girth and length, slowly but surely however, she coaxed more of him into her warm mouth, tongue running along every inch she got inside.
Sonja was seemingly unsatisfied with her efforts, even as Jakob felt more and more blood rush to his throbbing manhood and he squirmed under her tender affections, because the Hyrkanian then ushered his cock in deeper, and Jakob felt the head of his erection gripped by the tight confines of her throat as Sonja forced herself to down more of his length of meat. However, even the She-Devil had her limits, and Jakob felt her throat convulse as she pulled her head back, choking from the deep intrusion, lines of saliva linking her lips to his cock.
"Did you enjoy that?" Sonja asked with a smirk.
"Fuck, I did." Jakob nodded.
Sonja pushed herself up a little more on her knees. "Then you will enjoy this, even more." She said as she grabbed her own breasts, positioning herself so that each fulsome tit was flanking his stiff prick. Then, she pressed the soft orbs of warm flesh to his cock, as if she was intending to smother his manhood with her womanly breasts before beginning to stroke his length with them, the saliva on his prick enough to allow her to smoothly work her tits up and down, but there was still enough friction to ensure Jakob enjoyed every second of it.
"God ugh," grunted Jakob, feeling his cock twitch between the pleasurable confines of Sonja's tits, "Fuck, you're something else Sonja, I'm not going to last much longer," he warned. But that only prompted the Hyrkanian to redouble her efforts, stroking him faster, even as Jakob's hands reached out to cup her tits and run his thumbs over her erect nipples. "This is it, here it comes."
Just as he felt his release begin to boil up from his balls, Sonja's breasts pulled away and were replaced by the woman's moist lips right as he shot his load into her waiting mouth. Rope after rope flew from his cock, Jakob grunting under the woman as he gave her a taste of what she evidently craved. Despite feeling her mouth work his cockhead, swallowing what she could, Sonja pulled back, drops of white cum falling from her lips as the last rope splattered across her tits. Without hesitation, the Hyrkanian scooped up the warm seed with her fingers and shoveled it onto her extended tongue, swallowing every drop in a vulgar but arousing display.
"So, Jakob Thorsson," began a smirking redhead, "I take it you liked that?"
Jakob chuckled and nodded. "By Asgard, you're damn right I did."
"Good. But it's not over yet." Sonja said, then pointed to the bedroom. "Wait for me on the bed. I must continue to wash myself."
Jakob nodded and left her to continue her bath, though the excitement of laying with Jakob encouraged Sonja to finish her bath quicker as she splashed the water over her body, into her hair, making it damp and clinging to hr shoulders and back. When she was eventually don with the bath, she did not bother to cover herself up and instead walked out into the bedroom, stark naked, dripping wet with water, and enjoyed the sight of Jakob waiting for her, his cock hard and at attention as his gaze landed on her.
Without a word, Sonja climbed onto the bed, crawling on all fours over him. There was a look of hunger in her eyes, yet also something else, almost... loving. Jakob wasn't sure if this was going to be the start of something between them or just a one-time thing because of their lust for each other, but he's seen relationships begin in these instances.
And Sonja didn't seem like the woman who likes to be romanced as if she was some princess being courted by a knight.
Jakob reached up and gave one of her supple tits a gentle squeeze, making the redhead moan as he fondled her breasts, bringing himself up in order to take one into his mouth and suckle on her tit. His other hand rolled down the length of her back and came to a rest on the curve of her firm ass, kneading her smooth rear as it swayed softly back and forth.
Their intimacy deepened once more, as Sonja lowered herself down into Jakob, her forehead pressed to his so her red hair hung down like drapes around their heads making the moment even more private. Their lips slowly drew back together, grazing one another in line with the way the rest of their bodies were joined. Jakob felt the soft, moist embrace of Sonja's womanhood press down upon his cock, stirring his manhood yet again as he rose to the challenge poised by the She-Devil.
No words had to be exchanged between them as they began this intimate reaching down to guide his erect cock into her waiting cunt, wrapping Jakob's manhood in her warm embrace once more. One hand on her back and the other on her ass, Jakob pulled the woman closer, feeling the warmth radiating off her as their skin pressed together caused him to roll his hips so he thrust into her tight snatch. Sonja moaned into his mouth, her body tensing at the intrusion, but despite her inexperience, the Hyrkanian woman responded to Jakob's action by rolling her body back into his, guiding her pussy down onto his dick to usher him right to where she wanted him.
So up close, Jakob was able to experience the entirety of Sonja's passion, seeing the woman breathe heavily as her kisses became deeper, more desperate as she ground her hips into his, her cunt clenching around the length of his embedded cock. But he wanted to feel all of her, and so his hands were wrapped around her, one running down her spine, pulling her down as the other rested on her head, fingers running through her head. As a result, he felt her breasts rub against his chest as he kept her pulled close as she rode him, her pace deliberate and strokes deep, each time she brought him into prompting her she grunted in satisfaction. But despite that, Sonja wasn't satisfied, and so she pushed herself up so she sat on Jakob's waist like she was in a saddle, grinding her hips forward in back in sync with her up and down strokes, her bottom lip hanging open as her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy.
Groaning himself at the sensation of his manhood penetrating Sonja's wet folds, Jakob grit his teeth and held on, determined to experience as much of this as he could, bringing his hands back to the tempting pair of tits dangling before him. When he squeezed the plaint flesh, Sonja moaned wantonly, her pace picking up yet again and pushing Jakob closer still to the edge of temptation.
No words had to be exchanged, with Jakob merely having to take Sonja's hand and tug on it to have her stoop back down to bring her lips to his. Their kiss was full and deep, tongues mingling as their bodes pressed together and both their hips rolled into each other, loins driving together as they moved towards their respective climaxes. With her pussy squeezing his cock as she ground against him, the lips of her cunt wrapped tight around him as arousal dripped from her womanhood.
Sonja's orgasm wasn't explosive, but Jakob could tell the woman had reached her peak. His cock was squeezed tight by the moist velvety snatch it was embedded in, and Sonja had ensured she was taking all of him when her whole body shuddered, their kiss breaking only so a shaky moan could escape her lips, almost a breathy sigh of relief as her womanhood instinctively milked Jakob's manhood. The demigod gave the woman what she desired, his boiling cum shooting up into her waiting folds, flooding her pussy and drawing another satisfied keen from the redhead as she bit her lip and subtly ground her hips into him.
With one last groan, Sonja settled down atop Jakob, nuzzling her head into his as he stroked her brilliant red mane. "Goddess," she breathed, whispering into his ear before her tongue ran along his ear. "That was incredible… thank you."
Jakob chuckled softly as he held her. "I would ask if you're up for another round-"
"Yes." Sonja quickly said but rolled off him an onto her back. "But this time... you have control."
Jakob nodded as he sat up and hovered over her, but rather than go straight for shoving his cock into her waiting pussy, he positioned himself between her legs and just took in the view of her naked body, waiting for him. Pressing his lips to hers in another hot kiss, Jakob's hand trailed down her flank, down the curve of her waist and to her hip while his mouth went down her neck until he wound up where he wanted to be, right between her voluptuous mounds, the soft, pliant flesh as his lips kissed and suckled on her tits.
Sonja writhed and keened as Jakob remained focused on tasting the female flesh before him, savoring every inch of pale skin before he sucked on the pebbled pink nipples that capped each breast, alternating between them as the redhead's moans pitched higher and higher every time he took one into his mouth.
"Oh goddess… this is divine," She cooed, arching her back up to present her tits to an eager Jakob. But even he couldn't remain there forever, his lips trailed down to her stomach, kissing and licking her hardened abs, causing them to clench before he went back to her tits. "Goddess… Jakob, I feel… feel… just don't stop," she breathed, her words husky.
While his face was still buried in the welcoming heat of her bosom, Jakob's hand caressed Sonja's skin, trailing over the front of her upper thigh until he felt the warmth radiating off her sex. Like a moth, his hand was drawn to her slick lower lips, fingers pressing against her soft flesh, worming their way inside her moist tunnel. A sultry, needy moan emanated from the redhead as her fingers wormed through Jakob's hair and down his bare back while his worked over her breast and plunged deeper into her pussy as it clenched tight.
"Ja… Jakob…" cooed Sonja, "Tease me no further. Claim my flesh, show me what pleasures you can offer."
With his own erection throbbing with need, Jakob shifted again, settling between Sonja's spread legs and letting his cock lay across the moist lips of the redhead's cunt. The demigod took in her face, the shine in her green eyes as her mouth hung open slightly, lips curled despite the strain in her jaw as she tried to stay stoic. Heart racing, Jakob was unable to wait any further and lined himself up with her waiting snatch before he slowly pressed his way in, feeling the velvety walls of her tunnel squeeze the head of his cock.
The Hyrkanian groaned and shuddered as Jakob pushed deeper inside her, and he took in her face as it slowly came undone. Her lips curled up as her mouth opened, and he felt her hot breath on his face like heat permeating his cock as more of it became coated in her juices. Her abdominals rippled as Jakob fully sheathed himself inside her, feeling her tight box squeeze his manhood, a sensation as thrilling as feeling her beautiful breasts in his hands.
But he removed one hand from her tits, grabbing Sonja's flailing hand and feeling her iron grip on his hand as well as his cock as he began rolling his hips, slowly at first, while watching her face for the emotions that twisted her beautiful features. Her tender inner walls caressed him with each stroke, the warmth of her smoldering velvet smooth cunt enveloping his manhood, squeezing it like it didn't want to let it go. Sonja's face showed the effect of their coupling, eyes screwed shut as her hair lay splayed out beneath her, mouth still hanging open.
"Scathach's tits!" rasped Sonja as their flesh rubbed together, "It's good, so good, keep going."
Jakob obliged, maintaining his tender pace as his long strokes filled her pussy, his own grunts adding to her unfettered pleasure filled moans. Plunging deep into her again, Jakob felt her cunt squeeze tighter as her back arched again, muscles clenching as a throaty scream burst into the night,
"Goddess yes!" She cried with her eyes wide open and face twisted in ecstasy. A surge of her arousal gushed through her cunt as Jakob kept fucking her, "Don't stop, keep going! Harder! Faster! I can take it!" she cried, euphoric desperation permeating every word as she thrashed beneath Jakob.
Bringing his other hand down from her tits, Jakob placed it under her raised back, guiding her hips to roll into his so that her cunt came up to meet his thrusting cock on each downstroke, filling her more with each deep plunge. Sonja enthusiastically screamed her approval at Jakob meeting her request as her body chased her second climax. Her tits heaved as their hips came together, the mounds of flesh holding their shape as they bounced upon her muscled chest, and her red hair lay splayed out beneath her, framing her elegant face and contrasting with her pale skin to make Sonja a striking vision of beauty. Her eyes rolled back and Sonja kept doggedly rolling her hips up into Jakob's thrusts until he felt her hand and cunt clench simultaneously, and this time there was no way he could not join her in ecstasy.
His own balls churned and cock twitched before he felt a spurt of heat and saw that Sonja's arousal and squirted from her cunt and coated his skin right before he joined her. "Join me Jakob, fill me with your passion!" crowed the redhead, legs trembling on either side of Jakob before they wrapped around his waist like a pair of snakes constricting around their prey.
With a mere grunt, Jakob answered her pleas, his cock bursting inside the depths of Sonja's cunt, sending a load of semen deep inside the waiting folds of the She-Devil.
Their eyes met as they remained intimately joined, their breathing beginning to slow as they soaked in the afterglow of the deed, their heat and sweat mingling together on their skin as their fluids mixed inside Sonja's folds. It was only a minute, but it felt like an hour.
Jakob stared into Sonja's eyes, even as he moved to slide out of her but Sonja's legs tightened. "No... stay within me." She whispered. Jakob didn't resist and nodded, moving onto his side and pulling Sonja close without removing his cock from the warm confines of her pussy. Sonja leaned her head on his chest, her red hair sprawled out all over as she caressed one of his many scars, faded but still there. "What does this mean? Where do we go from here?"
Jakob was silent as his hand caressed her back, the other caressing her hair. "Whatever you want." He answered honestly. "I... I'll admit that I don't want this to be just a one-time thing an we don't see each other again. I kinda want to see what could come of this... if you are willing to have a male companion on your journeys an in your life."
"Since I took my vows, I have been alone. I have never felt... love." Sonja answered honestly, then looked up at him, resting her chain on his chest. "But with you... I'd like to explore it."
Jakob smiled, seeing it was all he needed and he leaned down to give her a soft kiss. "Then you have my axe, along with my strength and powers as a demigod."
"Among other things." Sonja smirked, giving her hips a slight wiggle which made Jakob groan as his cock pulsed inside her.
Jakob grabbed the covers and pulled them over him and Sonja, and the two succumbed to the pulling grip of sleep, holding each other in their arms.
And that's it for this one. Let me know what you think.
This may be the start of another series. Just as I intend to do a Spawn an Lady Death series following their one-shot, I want to do one with Jakob Thorsson and Red Sonja. I mean, Jakob can fit into Red Sonja's warrior as he is a demigod and it is set in times very close to Ancient Greece and whatnot.
The only thing is... where do I begin in terms of storylines? Comic volumes? All that jazz.