My Viking

[Celestial_Firefalls]

8/26 Viking the way you talk to me. It makes me insatiable for you. The way you love me, makes me addicted to you. The way you are is all that I need. All that I ache for. Who knew, so many years ago, that we’d end up as lovers, who wish we could be more. Still what time we get is precious to me.
I am going to need every last bit of that message of blissful torment please daddy. I wonder if you can make me squirt. I never have. I’ve come close. If I reach that same threshold I will not make you stop. I’ve waited too long to have it. To see if I could. I want to have it with you.
8/27 Viking, I’ve rarely allowed myself to be vulnerable with another person, and it’s usually ended up badly. The fact that I read what I write you and call myself a dumbass, then correct myself because, “ no it’s daddy, it’s fine” is a huge deal to me. I miss you. I need you see you again. My blood is calling your name. It sings in my veins every time you’re near, giving me my dopamine hit. Soothing me like only you can. My neck needs your mouth. As do my nipples, and clit. My whole body is fidgety trying to wait to get to you. I need to cum again Viking. I want you. I want to taste us on my tongue after you have spent yourself in me. Given me every last drop of your seed. You know it belongs in me. It’s mine. All of it. I treasure every drop. The way it feels as you pour it into me. The way your face contorts with the primal bliss. You look like a warrior fighting, who has just struck the killing blow, now the fight is over. You bury your sword in me, as you bury your face in my neck. I hold you for a fleeting moment. Absorb your smell. Relish the feeling of your body on mine. Pressing into me. Giving me a safe and peaceful feeling, that ends much too soon. I love you my Viking. In our way, in my heart, you’re mine forever, and I am forever yours.

 

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8/29 There isn’t a soul on this mortal plane that will stop me from loving you Viking. Not. One. My heart is a bit bruised. I understand.
I dreamt of you last night. It was weird, but my dreams always are weird. There’s no making sense of it. I just know you were there. He was there. We still made it through it together. How strange the reflection is looking how and how things happened.
I love you more than my words can express. Húsbóndi in this life. Husband in the next. We belong together. I belong to you. Body and soul.

 

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I need my Viking. I need his dominance. It makes me feel safe and content. It lets me blossom only for him. I need the way he moves my body. The way his presence commands all of my attention, just by being near me. The way he understands what I need, and is happy to let me have my proclivities. Never thinking they are too strange, no matter how many senses I desire to explore the various parts of his body with. He’s never told me I couldn’t. He’s only encouraged me to pet, smell, kiss, lick, rub my face and anything else I want on any part of him I want. As much as I want. I love you Viking. I need you daddy.

 

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8/30 My Viking— I just want you to know that I will love you to the end of time. I will be glad when the storm is over. My Viking can sail any storm though, and make it back to me. Húsbóndi I am yours as much as you are mine. For as long as you wish me to be.

 

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8/30 The storm is raging. My Viking is fighting. I know I will have you again. You said so. The storm will pass, but in the meantime I am hating every moment apart. I think it is a long weekend as well, so it may be even longer than usual with the holiday. I am trying so hard to keep my spirits up. I know it can’t be helped yet. So far I’m ok. No tears. I miss you like a bird misses the wind in its face when it is caged.

 

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8/31 Viking I’ve had to read the message that you sent when I was frustrated and I asked you to make me drop and duck your cock. “I would love to but I wouldn’t make you drop
I would grab your hair and slowly push you to the floor while you keep complete eye contact and then slowly make you open your mouth and then slide it into your mouth. Then I would caress your cheeks as you suck my cock and say that’s a good girl for daddy”
I hope you don’t mind me quoting you. It still gets me out of my head when my feelings get to be too much. I can breathe and imagine that all I have to do is focus on you. On what you say. Focus on your taste. Your smell. Your delicious textures. I revel in your strength. I crave you. I crave your dominance like I crave air. I need your touch to clam the flames that are always just under the surface of my skin. You are like a cool, quenching, powerful waterfall to my fiery, volcanic soul. I’ve never been able to be tamed except by you. I’ve never felt like this for anyone except you Viking.
My Viking..my húsbóndi..I am thinking about our first time. The first kiss. Our first time exploring each other. The way my heart was beating out of my chest the whole way over and the way I couldn’t wipe the dazed smile off my face the whole way back. The part where I say in a voice even I could barely hear over the blood pounding in my ears, “take what you want, daddy.” You heard it though. I was on my back so fast I couldn’t process what happened. My pants were off. Your hands were everywhere. Laying your claim, for the first time, of many times. I was flipped over..I still don’t know how. I barely feel like you touched me. You move me so quickly. So effortlessly. On my knees, pressing my shoulders down and saying “down.”
I almost thought someone was coming. You my love are powerful without even trying. You command me like no one has been able to. They say it takes a strong man to love a strong woman. In our case it takes a Viking to love a woman with a warrior’s spirit.

 

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The number of times I’ve listened to the recording of you telling me you love me, and how you love when I touch your beard, is probably at an embarrassingly high number at this point. It’s so soothing though. Knowing you love me just as I am. Knowing that you need me too. I just want to be held by you, daddy. I need to be wrapped securely in your arms. I need your lips against mine, kissing all the worries away. I want to be cherished by you. For a moment when I have you, I am yours, you are mine, and we get to have the parts of ourselves that we save only for each other.
9/1 Daddy I’m scared to hope. What if tomorrow comes and you don’t contact me? What if I’m alone for months again? Today was the holiday. I figured you didn’t work. I’m so nervous. I worry I’ll never have you again.

 

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9/3 My Viking..I miss your kiss. I miss touching your beard. Stroking from your head to your beard and feeling the textures change under my hands. Curling my fingers into your beard. Kissing your lips. Smelling your beard, your skin. The way your scent drifts into my nose, and rubs off on my skin when we kiss, and I can keep it for a while after we’ve parted ways. How it’s not always the same smell, but it’s always intoxicating to me. My love I was worried I wouldn’t hear from you. I was so happy to see your text pop up on my phone. I went from pouty and sullen with the fire licking under my skin to cooled down in an instant just from seeing that you thought of me. I’m still antsy. I will remain so until I’m in your arms again. Until you kiss the darkness away.

 

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9/4 Viking I am always so happy to hear from you. Sometimes my thoughts get the best of me. I drown them out most of the time with thoughts of how they don’t matter or don’t apply to you or us. I need you to take me out of my head when I get this way. I told you I am having a fantasy of kneeling before you, with my hands behind my back and you fucking my mouth. Maybe blindfolded. I asked since you said you were in a meeting if I should behave. You say, “Not at all my love” and I smile and let you know I never behave. My thoughts drift with me, especially since I played this morning listening to the recording you sent me telling me how you play with my pussy and growled how you will bare your teeth with my clit between them. How you will make me thrash on the bed. Commanding my body as my Viking does. Pull me under the hazy thick spell of our love making. Tell me how you are only mine, and how I am only yours daddy. Come into my body and give us both what we are missing. Our connection. Our love.
9/5 Húsbóndi only you can calm the dragon that lives in me. That breathes fire, and makes my blood boil as my imagination runs wild, causing me to worry. As always you take every worry away. I only have to tell you, and you aren’t mad. You don’t yell. You are just the calm in my storm. Before I even know it, my stomach has stopped hurting. My mind is calm again. My heartbeat is no longer throbbing in my throat. I hate that I bring the stress to you. I love how you can handle me though.
I need to be in your arms again daddy. I need to be on your skin. You take everything—all my big feelings, and stormy thoughts, the way my skin feels like it’s on fire from beneath the surface waiting for your touch, and you calm me but also excite me. It sends thousands of sparks whirling through my body and it feels like they exit through my skin to wrap around my Viking. Holding your essence as close as you hold me. You said that my love is a palpable thing. It exudes from me. I can’t help it. I can’t stem it. I wouldn’t know how or where to start. I’m so in love with my Viking, I’m so happy that I can give you this. I want to make sure you feel every ounce of love that my soul creates for you.
I will see you soon my love. I want to be skin to skin with you. I need to touch all of you. My face needs your textures. My fingers and palms feel bereft of your warmth. My senses need to be filled by your scent. Your taste. I need to taste our love making off your cock again. I need to feel your powerful hand on my neck. Daddy, what it does to me. And the way you look should scare me..almost angry, but it only serves to make me wetter, if that were possible. I already get so wet and tight when I’m horny. I really need a whole day...and a gallon of water with you daddy.
I keep daydreaming about what if we ran in the same circles. How many ways I could get you alone. At a cookout, we’d abscond into a closed room and you could fuck me against the wall, my legs around your waist my arms around your neck. You holding me up, pinned to the wall as you bury your cock into my pussy for the quickie that we need to get by until we can have time to truly savor each other. Can you imagine….
What is it about certain songs that makes me want to get you to dance with me? Please daddy? I start getting these fantasies running through my head daddy. In my mind I’ve built us a world that is just for us. Where I can touch you anytime I want to. Kiss you whenever I want to. Smush my face into your chest hair , or beard anytime I want to, and just breathe you in. I love you. Crazy for you. What can I say? My Viking …mmmm give me your lips..
9/6 Sometimes daddy- I want to ride you and release all my frustrations as I move on you. Is that bad? I need a cathartic release. I can almost feel flocks of tension batting at my chest trying to make their way out. I just need to release them. Pinch my nipples hard. I want to cry out and hiss at the sensation. Help me Viking. Húsbóndi I need you.
You visited me in my dream last night Viking. That makes twice. This time you were the hero. This makes the only time in any dream in my life that someone has come to rescue or help me in anyway, and considering the subjects of my nightmares, this could easily have been one. But it ended with me jumping into your strong arms and kissing you for saving the day.

 

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9/7 Daddy I need to be with you again. It’s been too long. I worry I will forget how strong my Viking is.
I hate the times I want to tell you I love you but I can’t. I hate the times when all I want is your messages to appear but they don’t. I hate telling myself I’m too obsessed with you. How can that even be a thing? It doesn’t compute. It feels too right when we are together. You understand me too well. There’s more to learn, for both of us, but at the mineral level, you get me. We can build the levels. That you get me at the base level, is so important Húsbóndi,
DBS, YD, (HB).

 

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9/8 Húsbóndi I get to see you tomorrow and I feel like I won the biggest prize in the showcase! I’m so excited. I’m always excited to see you. To get my dopamine refill.
9/10 I’m so glad I got to see you yesterday daddy. I’m in this bed, waiting to be rolled back and I keep reading your messages. Thinking of yesterday. The way you pulled every orgasm from me. Fervently pushing me, pushing me over the edge of the cliff and I flew over and over. The rain running down the windows, the songs playing in the background, it’s a nearly perfect day. I got to keep your shirt. I placed it in a bag and cuddled with it last night. Smelled it last night and this morning.
9/11 Viking I swear no one gets me to agree to do anything I don’t want to do except you. I’m healing and I know I need rest. I’m a very impatient patient. Especially with myself. You’re not near me, but it felt like you were tucking me in, and giving me kisses. Telling me to rest so I can heal for daddy. I love you. Thank you. I need some cuddles when I’m less sore. I need your love all the time.
I love what we have. That what we have means so much to both of us. It fills a void that we both have. I only wish we knew sooner.
9/13 I hate the weekends daddy. I want to show you my favorite way I like to be cuddled to sleep. I want to talk your ear off, lol. To kiss you until our lips are numb. To be skin to skin with you, my Viking.
9/14 I miss my Viking. I need you. My tummy is always the first thing to hurt when we can’t talk at all. My mind is never nice to me. I love you so much daddy. I miss you. I love that I have your shirt. It’s helping me a lot. Give me your lips Viking. Hold me close, I want our spirits to dance.
9/15 Viking I keep looking at your picture. I need your lips.. I crave them. I want to explore your mouth with my tongue. To experience the mixture of smells that surround your mouth. I want to suck on your tongue. Nibble your lips. Peel your clothes from your body and worship you with my mouth and hands. Savoring every part of you.. your tastes, your textures, your scent, the formidable vision of you. My Viking húsbóndi. I need to feel your dominance pour over me. Settling into my heart like a long awaited salve to soothe the little dragon inside me. Take what you want Viking. It’s yours. I’m yours. Always.
9/16 Daddy I keep watching the video of you cumming ..my mind is brought back to when you are over me and driving into my pussy. Feeding my cunt your seed. Marking your territory. I need you. I need to taste your lips, suck your tongue, kiss your neck, lick your skin. I need to feel your hands in my hair as you take your pleasure from my mouth. Demanding entry to my body in any hole you want. It’s all for you my Viking. My body, every part. My heart, every beat. My soul, every fire-kissed shimmer of existence, is all for you, lover.

 

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9/17 Viking I can’t wait to see you again. I’m getting so antsy..I have to cum soon. I will, I will look at the video of you cumming, and dream that it is inside my body where it belongs. I can’t even look at the picture of your hand that you took for me without getting wet and squirming. I need to cum daddy. I need it. I need you, my húsbóndi..to carry me to the place that is only ours. My body aches in more than the needs healing way. My body is calling for you. My spirit is restless. I need to be kissed and petted, and put on my knees like the babygirl slut that I am for you daddy. I need to be used. To be controlled, as only you are able to tame the dragon inside me. It lets me be free. Free to only feel, not direct. To let my senses wander as they will. I love how you let me explore your body. How nothing that I crave is shameful to you. I can come to you just as I am, with all my desires and love and you accept every part of me. The beauty and the dragon. without batting an eye. You keep coming to my dreams. You keep saving the day. I’ve never had a hero. My Viking is something of myths and legends. I love you beyond words my lover. My húsbóndi.

 

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9/19 Daddy I miss you. I can’t wait to see you. I came three times last night. It was all I could do to be quiet. All I could think of was how your face looked when you had your hand on my throat. Commanding me to beg for your cum. Even now, thinking of it makes my pussy clench and my legs get weak. The aching weak feeling shoots down my inner thighs and threatens to make my knees give way. I need you here to hold me up. Let me wrap my arms around your strong shoulders. My Viking is a veritable pillar of strength..holding my curves against his body possessively, holding my weight like it’s nothing to him. With a fixed determination he draws every drop of pleasure from my body as if he owns it. And he does. I’m his.
9/20 Daddy Im awake early. I keep looking at ups pictures. The pictures you take specifically for me look different than the other ones. You look so in love. Your eyes radiate love. I stare into the images and hope you know how much I love you. I trace the lines of your face with my eyes and fingers., brushing across your lips and beard as I need to do in person. I miss my Viking. I need to be crushed to you. Wrapped in your arms so tightly my breath is whooshed out of my lungs, to be replaced with your scent that my senses will greedily lap up. I need to trace your lips with my tongue. To feel your hands in my hair. I need to be held, most of all, by my Viking. I swear it’s all I can do not to message you on the weekends. I go crazy. I come to my journal and write here instead. It’s let’s me get the words out, my feelings expressed, but it feels like a power line that is cut, the electricity spilling out into the atmosphere, not making contact where I need it. I love you. I love the breath you exhale. I love your scent. The way your scent changes from one part of you to the next. I love all of them. I love all of your textures, and densities. Every edge. Every curve. Every plane. Your body is a map that leads me to a land of pleasure. Where you command all of my energies and my love overflows for you. I’m hopelessly in love with you Viking.

 

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9/21 Daddy when I finally get to see you again I’m going to be all over you, refilling the memory stores of everything I love about you. I will breathe your scent in like it’s the only oxygen left on earth. My hands will roam over you determined to be able to build you from clay with my eyes closed. In will know every facet. Every delectable line. My tongue will recommit your tastes to memory. My whole being will focus on channeling all of my love for you straight into your spirit for safe keeping.
9/22 I’m so excited to see you tomorrow daddy.
9/23 I told myself I wasn’t going to be pouty. We didn’t get to meet up like we planned today, but I was only fooling myself. It sucks. I miss you. I love you. I need my Viking. I worry. I’m going to go smell your shirt. Though you’ve never told me I should, I do try to keep it to myself as much as possible, but inevitably the neediness spills out, like a flooded riverbank, and all my emotions know how to do, when they’re not walled up with people, is run to you, Viking. I hope you never tire of me. Goodnight daddy. I love you. I just need you to know that.

 

[Celestial_Firefalls]

9/24 Daddy I love you to the furthest galaxy’s furthest I know our communication is going to be hit and miss for a bit, and I will do my best to not whine. I know it will feel like forever. It always does between our visits. I want you to know that I’m so proud of you. I love you. I miss you. My skin is burning for your touch. The little dragon gets restless without her master to calm her. Only you can do it Viking. I don’t know how it happened but I pre-miss you. I miss you for all the future missings. When I finally get to see you again I’m going to be like a spider monkey on you. I need you. I need to cum so badly daddy..I want you in me. Hard. Punishingly hard daddy. Make it hurt. I want to feel your presence the next day with every step I take.
9/26 (technically. I’m still up) I showed you my other toys today (yesterday). My paddle, crops, and chain flogger. I was nervous. I know you accept my submissive nature (for you only), but my proclivity for pain is more taboo. I was worried you may be put off by it. I said I have not had anyone to play with them with me, and how he hasn’t been seen all of them. I’m pretty sure he’d freak out about the flogger. However, in classic húsbóndi style, you said, “#1 don’t ever EVER be fucking nervous to show me or tell me anything at all. We have come TOO DAMN far for that type of BS. #2 you are my woman. We clear babygirl“ All I could say is “Yes daddy (head bow)” to which I get the coveted “That’s my babygirl right there”
Daddy you absolutely melt me with your love, acceptance, and encouragement. I asked if you would play with them. Just curious, there’s no right or wrong answer. You said “Not certain about it, but we’ll see.” No judgement. No shaming. Total acceptance. I love you more for the way you take me as I am, and make me feel sexy, and desired. If we could, I’d be yours in every sense of the word. I love you. I need you. I miss you, daddy.

 

[Celestial_Firefalls]

As I was saying:::
9/26 - pt 2. Nothing about me will ever be the same. Once I’d had you put me in my subspace, it’s been all consuming. The feeling of floating, the way sounds drift in and out like I’m under water, swimming with no fear, and no need for anything except for you. You are what I am tethered to. Keeping me safe, watching me play, pulling me into your arms, I could stay there forever, my love. My heart. Cuddled to your chest, nuzzling your beard, tasting our love making on your cock. Wanting nothing more than to be your wifey, your good girl, your babygirl. Yours.
You keep crossing my mind Viking. Your image in my mind is a close up of how I see you when you are smiling and my head is bowed, but near your face so that your beard is in my periphery. Sometimes my mind is not nice to me, but times like these I appreciate the vividness of the pictures in my mind. I can see in detail the way your beard curls in the different directions. The different colors of the hairs. The lines on your face that frame the smile that takes my breath away. The gorgeous eyes, the color of a fathomless sky with hints of an oncoming thunderstorm.
9/28… it’s just past midnight of the 27th.. so technically it’s the 28th..rereading our messages and missing you. Wishing you could cuddle me to sleep. Loving you more each day. Wondering when I’m see you again Viking. It’s torture. My whole body calls for you. All the fire my blood needs the calming touch that your presence brings me. The fire you light in me is different. The one when I am restless for you, is like magma, it feels hot and dangerously charged at times. Ready to break the skin and pour out. The one you bring out in me when we touch is like the blue part of the flame..the hottest and purest burn of all. Perfectly controlled by my Viking.
9/28 My Viking, always.
I’m only this way for you. No one else can even touch me. My blood is on fire. The passion I have inside me won’t be quenched. The little dragon won’t be still until I have your lips in mine. One little storm won’t capsize this ship. Our love is too strong for that. I know how much I mean to you. You know how much you mean to me. The rest may fuck off. Tonight I let you know “Viking” and “húsbóndi” are only for you. I claim “my love” and “wifey” as mine. Don’t give them away unless you take them from me. You assured me that both of those are only for me. I need your touch my Viking. Soon. I love you eternally.

 

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9/29 Daddy, Tonight sucks. I hope tomorrow is better.
9/30 It’s so hard to concentrate on anything when am consumed with need for you. I need you. I sometimes worry that my affection for will seem like too much. My neediness to clingy. It’s been a rough day, Daddy, I’m a mess. I have to hold everything in and it kills me. I’m not used to letting things go. I do it only for you. It feels like a burning cactus in my throat. I can be a cold bitch to anyone besides you. The way things played out the other day burns me for all the stupid, hopefully, insignificant reasons, and are supported only by my menacing mind who loves to torture me and cause my reaction to be not the one I want. I do know, I love you to distraction. I know I should behave better. I also know I’m lonely without you. I will try harder. I worry. I get sad. I feel embarrassed. I don’t know if I’m putting this on the thread. It’s a bit soul bearing for me. Which is already an uncomfortable situation to be in. We will see.
Loving you,
Wifey
9/30 Viking, my love. Húsbóndi, our meeting was so brief today, but so needed. The claiming kisses, your hand squeezing my neck, was simply everything I needed. Over and over, smiling at the reaction you got from me. So pleased. I love pleasing you. I love the way it felt having your hand on my throat, squeezing firmly, owning me. Making me tell you I am your woman over and over. Making me tell I have you. That I can talk all I want, but I melt like putty in your hands. It’s true. All of it. I always want you. I always will belong to you. I will always melt for your dominance. My favorite flavor is whichever part of your body is in my mouth. I so badly wanted to have you cum in me today. I was so late. I was so disappointed in myself. In was so happy when you called and talked to me on the way there. I really needed to talk to you. I need you more than I’ve allowed myself to need someone in a long time. It’s a rare thing to say “I trust you, “ for me. You got that from me today. All the ways I am surprised that “ this is what I am now” or “ no one’s ever gotten that from me before “ but you have managed to handily. Your touch brings out a part of me I’m still getting used to. I don’t know who she is, this person I become for you, but my húsbóndi knows her too well. He unlocked her, and has owned me ever since. God I wish we knew sooner, amor. Having you hold me so tightly against your chest.
10/3 (technically, I’m still up), Daddy I hate the weekends. I’m making myself not say hi, or love you, or can I borrow a cup of dick..nothing. Just writing little notes to bug you with later. This is the best way I know to stay sane when my whole being just wants to reach out to you. I keep thinking of our last, brief, but desperately needed meeting. The way your presence consumes me. It’s not a vibe, or an aura, nothing as vague as that. It is your absolute presence..it’s like a warm, thundering storm in a forest. The warmth from your kiss, the commands from your lips. The way you smile as I react to you, so pleased with - yourself? Me? How you know that I am helpless when it comes to my body’s reaction to you. To my heart wanting to be near yours, to beat as one with your heart. I relive the moments in your arms, when your kiss submerged me like a tidal wave which I am content to drown in.