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Warning: Ritual sacrifice of a small animal.

At dinner that night, when Hemming asked Halina to leave for the next night, Calder was pleasantly surprised at how quick she said yes.

Halina of course made jokes of how they should be careful not to break the new bed, and to make sure not to get any questionable liquids on the furs in favor of the times some of them get mixed up.

Calder promised her, him and Hemming would make sure everything would be completely back to normal by the time she returned, a slight blush on his face.

That night, Calder slept hard and soundly, not having done so in a couple of days already.

He woke warm and surrounded by his mate, both of them having slept on the bed for the first time and Calder could admit that he hoped the rest of the pack would return with more material. If only so that Calder would not feel like he was still sleeping on the ground when he was a distance away from it in reality.

"What will you need for this ritual?" Halina asked over breakfast that morning, all four of them eating their respective meals. The only different type of food being milk and softened potatoes for Eira.

"I am not sure exactly. I am aware of what I need for a ritual regarding Freya, but there is still some question on what it means for a ritual in my own name." Calder shrugged and shoved a piece of fresh Elk meat into his mouth to chew before swallowing. "I thought of perhaps just some things I like. Though, maybe I just need to put some Seidr into it all."

"You have Seidr?" Hemming asked from beside Calder. "You know how to use it?"

"Of course, my mother had Seidr. I use it every time I talk to my father, did I not mention that?" Calder winced slightly, he knew he had been too focused on what he had learned of the prophecy.

"No, you did not. But, I suppose it does not matter now. As long as you know what to do." Hemming shook his head with a slight smile. "Is there anything I can do?"

Calder hummed and thought for a moment as he finished off the meat in the bowl in front of him.

"I need a rabbit; or a hare, or a squirrel, or a polecat. Really anything small that won't be too hard to keep still."

"Are you going to kill it?" Halina asked with a slight frown.

"Uh, yes. Unfortunately, I have to sacrifice a life in order for one to grow inside of me. Also, the animal has to be female. For the womb." Calder grimaced. "I will have to eat the womb."

Halina grimaced also and set down her bowl of meat that only had a few bits left,

"Where did you learn this? I am sure that you were not a Shaman back at your farm." Hemming sent a inquiring look, he did not care about Calder's words and shoved more meat into his mouth.

"I told you I worshiped Freya instead of Odin, yes? Well, I was in touch with our Shaman, and often she would recite the rituals to me." Calder explained.

Hemming hummed and Halina nodded, the female wolf using a clean finger to scoop the potatoes into Eira's mouth and let the babe suckle away the solid food.

When Hemming finished his meat, he stated that he would go hunt for Calder's sacrifice and be back later.

Calder gave him a kiss goodbye and set himself busy on finishing his mates comb. It was likely one of the only times Hemming would be gone from his side, and Calder would not pass the opportunity to finish his last courting gift.

The bone was difficult to carve intricate designs into, but Calder was pleased with even the simple one he imbedded into the object.

A few lines and angular shapes was enough, seeing at the antler already had beautiful pattern within itself. Calder was proud of it, and was excited to be able to brush Hemming's hair with it once he returned.

For now though, Calder had to gather the things needed for the rituals.

Calder found Fjellnøklblom (Primrose) and Fjellforglemmegei (Forget-me-nots) off in the woods near the house, and although Calder would have loved to have Strawberries or Blueberries for an offering, they would not begin to grow for a few more months.

Instead, Calder took some of the preserved meat and mead for an offering, and foraged a few mushrooms just so that it was more natural.

He had to think of what he wanted for his own ritual; it was not hard to think of using some sand from the sea, along with a couple shells, but he did not prefer any food before others. At least, the foods he liked were not in season, as he shared a preference for strawberries similar to Freya.

When he passed a spruce tree, he grabbed a few sprigs because he liked the scent of spruce. He also stole a few pinches of salt to represent the seawater, because the sand was only part of the experience of the ocean.

By midday, Calder had retrieved the necessary parts for the ritual. Well, all except for the animal that Hemming would need to bring back.

Calder was hesitant to kill an innocent animal, but he knew that he would not care as much when he finally was with child.

A strange thought indeed, but one that made Calder's heart beat sweetly.

He picked out an area of the clearing to do the ritual and set up what he could. Halina watching as he set out the items he had retrieved.

The flowers and offerings for Freya were put into one bowl, while the salt, sand, and spruce was put into another.

Calder was kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed when Hemming finally returned.

The sun was setting behind Calder, as the young god had spent half of the day focusing on his Seidr and imbuing it into the bowl meant for him.

"Sorry it took so long, but I had to leave the packs border to find a small enough animal that was also female." Hemming stated as he finally walked forward, he was holding a small rabbit and was also very naked.

Calder raised an eyebrow at the mans body, but carefully took the rabbit from his mate and let the animal settle in his arms.

It was a small grey thing, with a wildly beating heart and fluffy fur that had Calder almost thinking he should keep it as a pet.

"I will take this as my cue for me and Eira to leave." Halina smiled. "I hope everything goes well tonight."

Calder smiled back at the woman and casually stroked the rabbits fur while he waited for Halina to leave and Hemming to settle.

"Do I... need to do anything?" Hemming asked from beside Calder.

Calder hummed as he watched Halina carry Eira and a small leather bag out to the woods.

"No, just keep a hand on me while I do it."  Calder gave his mate a small comforting smile before reaching for the small blade next to his body.

Hemming did as Calder said and laid a hand onto his mates shoulder, though Calder could feel more of his hand on his neck and partly beneath his tunic than on his shoulder. Calder ignored it, seeing as it was better to have skin to skin contact.

He sighed softly and raised the rabbit enough to give the animal a kiss on its head, closing his eyes as he recited what he remembered of the ritual chant.

"Freya ég þakka þér fyrir allar blessanir í lífi mínu. Í þakklæti tek ég undir leiðsögn þína og veit að ég er sterk í gegnum þig. Ég þakka þér fyrir að hjálpa mér að tala minn sannleika og fyrir að leyfa mér að skilja að ég á skilið að vera elskaður."

Calder moved his hand to hold the rabbit by its neck, ignoring the kicks it was giving his arms in favor of raising the knife and yanking the blade across the animals neck.

"Ég gef þér þessa fórn í von um að þú veiti mér blessun þess að fæðast barn. Ég kalla á þig sem bróður og fjölskyldu."

Calder shut his eyes tighter and let the rabbits blood drain into both bowls, letting his own Seidr drip into the bowls also.

When the blood ran dry, he opened his eyes and got to work on opening the rabbits stomach. He dug through the innards until he found the animals womb, still warm as he sliced it out.

Calder inhaled deeply and willed himself to not think of what he was about to eat, instead thinking of Hemming's hand on his neck and shutting his eyes once more.

He opened his mouth and dropped the womb into it, swallowing quickly and shuddering at the taste of copper and musk.

Calder sat still for a moment as he let the raw organ settle in his stomach, the knife dropping from his hands and into the grass below.

Hemming's hand tightened slightly and Calder gasped as pain shot through his lower stomach.

"Calder, are you alright?" Hemming asked quietly as his other hand came to rest on the other side of Calder's neck.

Calder let his eyes open and his mouth go slack, he met Hemming's eyes and panted slightly as he stared.

The affects of the ritual were immediate, and Calder could tell that by the time the sun finally sunk beneath the horizon, he would have a womb. Calder could also feel that the ritual left him pleasantly out of breath, as if it was the middle of July already and the sun was beating down on him.

He quickly glanced behind him to check the sun and then glanced back at Hemming.

~Smut Warning~

"I would very much like to be fucked into the furs right now." Calder exhaled sharply as a sharper pain went through his groin, though the pain only made him breath harder as he knew that when Hemming released inside, it would actually stick and amount to something more.

Hemming nodded quickly at Calder's words and the same sweet and spicy scent of Calder's mates arousal was back.

Calder did not fight as Hemming lifted him from the ground and into his arms, leaving behind the remnants of the ritual as the larger man made his way back to the house.

There was still sticky blood on Calder's hands when Hemming laid him down on the only finished bed.

Hemming did not seem to mind this and instead started to kiss Calder, only barely staying on the youngers lips before hastily making his way down Calder's neck.

"W-wait, I... hm, can I rinse this blood off? It feels gross." Calder sighed and moaned softly as Hemming sucked bruises into his skin.

Hemming detached from his neck and nodded quickly before walking off, coming back with a scrap of cloth and a water skin.

Calder did not even have to move while Hemming delicately took care of the red stained hands.

When the man finished, he tossed the cloth and water skin to the side and returned to his feasting of Calder's neck.

Calder chuckled softly as the blood rushed to both the spots on his neck and the cock in his trousers.

Hemming only paused in his attack to pull off Calder's tunic. Calder shivered at the cold air and tried not to feel too uncomfortable at his body being so exposed.

Calder was not the same muscled form that Hemming was, and after all this time, was still a bit self-conscious of the pudge that was his stomach.

Though, once Hemming moved his mouth from Calder's neck to his nipple, Calder could not form any coherent thought besides how good it felt.

Calder moaned softly and raised a hand to cover his mouth as to not let too much noise escape, his other hand clutching the fur beside him.

Hemming growled slightly and nipped at Calder nipple before moving to the next one, both his hands placed on Calder's sides while slightly squeezing. When those hands began moving downwards and towards the waistline of his trousers, Calder shuddered and smothered another soft moan.

Hemming eventually took notice of the smothering and brought one of his hands up to pull Calder's from his mouth.

"I want to hear you, my sweet." Hemming spoke lowly, keeping the hand there as his other yanked down Calder's trousers gently. "Want to hear you as I pleasure you and fuck you full of my seed."

Calder gasped softly, Hemming's hand finally circling around his hard cock.  The friction was electric without any slick, and Hemming seemed to notice this before spitting down onto both his hand and Calder's cock.

"Hemming, fuck, we have oil, right?" Calder got out after a few blissful seconds of Hemming's hand stroking down his member.

"Hm, yes, would you like me to get it?" Hemming grinned, placing a falsely sweet kiss against the small scar on Calder's rib.

"Please. Please, I want your cock in me." Calder whined as he writhed against the furs.

Hemming gave Calder's other side of ribs another kiss and his cock a small squeeze before backing away, rummaging around the house until he came back with the small bladder that held walnut oil.

Calder had sat up on his elbows now and when Hemming kneeled back in front of him, he made his mate put the bladder down while he stripped Hemming's tunic off.

They kept eye contact while Calder helped Hemming strip, and both of them kicked off the trousers from the bed.

Calder was eye level with Hemming's abdomen and so Calder did what he had thought of many times before and placed as many kisses as he could to Hemming's stomach muscles. He sucked and licked and bit until Hemming finally chuckled and pulled him off.

"We will never get anywhere if you insist on tongue fucking my navel all night." Hemming said and Calder blushed. "Turn on your stomach so I can open you enough for my cock."

Calder did as Hemming said without complaint, feeling a thrum of blood at the mans demand.

He laid on his stomach quickly, feeling a lot more relaxed now that his stomach was pressed into the fur and out of sight from Hemming.

Calder crossed his ankles instinctively, but was corrected by Hemming as the older male spread his legs and used his hands to raise Calder's hips slightly.

When Calder felt an oiled finger gently begin rubbing at his hole, he flinched slightly and sighed before shoving his head down into his arms.

Hemming's free hand came up to rub at his back, pressing his fingers down into the taught muscles of Calder's lower back and upper ass.

"H-have you done this before?" Calder asked shakily.

Hemming only hummed as the tip of his finger slipped into Calder's hole, teasing the inside by barely moving.

"No. But, all Ulfhednar are given a lecture of how to please their mate once they find them. Regardless of if they are male or female." Hemming said and Calder moaned lowly when his finger went deeper.

"Fuck, more, please." Calder groaned as he tried to grind back up onto a Hemming's finger.

Hemming chuckled and did as asked, pushing the finger deeper and moving it faster.

Calder was blurred in pleasure at this point, and when Hemming finally added a second finger and brushed against the spot inside of him, he moaned loudly and bucked into the furs.

"Make sure you do not leak too much on the furs, we would not want someone to see how desperate you were; rutting against the bed like a wolf in heat." Hemming cooed into Calder's ear, the latter shutting his eyes tight and moaning again as Hemming rubbed against that spot again.

Hemming only added one more finger before Calder was a mess of grinding back onto them and then grinding back into the furs; he did not care if his cock was drooling against the furs, it felt so good to get friction on Calder's sensitive head.

"Are you ready, my sweet? Do you think you are stretched enough for my cock?" Hemming asked softly as he purposely found Calder's spot again.

Calder nodded quickly and lifted his hips more, his breath coming out in pants.

Hemming growled lowly and took his fingers out, Calder only got a second to begin whining before he was turned back over onto his back to where Hemming would be able to see his flushed face and neck.

"You will look so good swollen with my pup." Was all Hemming muttered before he was slicking up his own cock and pressing the head to Calder's hole.

Hemming pulled Calder's legs up so that they rested on his thighs, Calder immediately responding and wrapped them tighter around his mates hips.

Calder whimpered and pushed back, but Hemming only backed away with him and chuckled at the disgruntled noise Calder emitted.

"Before I fuck you, is everything alright with the ritual? I would hate to release in you when your body is not yet ready to receive it."

Hemming had leaned up so that his face was mere inches from Calder's and their eyes met.

"Yes, everything is fine. Now, please fuck me, because I am extremely hard and waiting for you to fill me with a patience I never thought I had." Calder huffed with an exasperated smile.

Hemming smiled back and reached down to line up his cock once more before finally pressing into Calder's hole.

Calder gasped and ignored the stinging that occurred. Hemming went slow, but still quick enough that he was inside Calder in less than a minute.

Hemming sat still for a moment and allowed Calder to adjust, both of them breathing heavily, with Hemming had laid his forehead onto Calder's chest.

"Move. Please, Hemming, fuck me." Calder finally got out through a few pants.

Hemming responded eagerly and slowly snapped his hips forward, both of them moaning again before Hemming growled lowly and went faster.

Calder was gasping and moaning loudly as  Hemming went at his hole, the pleasure sparking the fire in his gut. He was already close to orgasm and they had just began.

Hemming had his face stuffed into Calder neck as he pounded, the thrusts getting quicker as Calder became more adjusted. Calder was so loud that he was afraid Halina would hear him.

The only reason that Calder had not released yet was the absence of a hand on his cock, but as Hemming went on, he was feeling that he might not need the hand.

Hemming thrusted for a decent amount of time before the movements became sloppier and the grunts he was expelling became louder.

"Close, Calder." He whispered near his mates ear. "Can I bite you?"

"Bi-Bite me?" Calder gasped out, his nails leaving trials of flushed red in their wake against Hemming's back.

"To show you are my mate. Not- not a bad one." Hemming groaned out as his pounding got quicker and the sounds of their sex echoed in the house.

"Yes, fine. Touch me, please." Calder whimpered as the heat made his desire to orgasm stronger.

Hemming did as he was told and shot a hand between the two of them in order to stroke at Calder's cock.

Calder was instantly close, and he moaned loudly as Hemming's thrusts became more drawn between but deeper than before.

"Fill me with your release, Hemming. Give me your pup." Calder egged his mate on, digging his nails deeper into the muscle.

Hemming growled and gave a few more deep snaps of his hips before Calder felt his insides flood with semen. When his teeth sunk into the meat of Calder's shoulder, the younger barely felt it.

Calder was not far behind and practically screamed as his cock shot ropes of white across both Hemming's hand and Calder's stomach.

Both breathed deeply more a moment, basking in the afterglow; Hemming's cock and teeth were both still buried inside Calder, and Calder had only loosened his grip on the others back slightly as his body became loose.

Hemming eventually pulled his teeth from Calder's shoulder, canine teeth, Calder noticed, and licked away the little blood that had pooled there.

When Hemming made a move to pull his cock out, Calder whined and pushed back so that it remained.

"Stay... stay inside for a bit? I want to make sure- make sure it sticks." Calder explained and Hemming grinned at him before situating the two so that Hemming was laid on his back and Calder on his chest.

Calder hummed and accepted the new position, happily filled and dozing off as every second ticked by.

The last thing he felt was a blanket being pulled over his naked body before he fell into a post orgasm slumber.

Translations:

-Freya ég þakka þér fyrir allar blessanir í lífi mínu. Í þakklæti tek ég undir leiðsögn þína og veit að ég er sterk í gegnum þig. Ég þakka þér fyrir að hjálpa mér að tala minn sannleika og fyrir að leyfa mér að skilja að ég á skilið að vera elskaður

Freya I thank you for all the blessings in my life. In gratitude I accept your guidance and know that I am strong through you. Thank you for helping me speak my truth and for allowing me to understand that I deserve to be loved.

-Ég gef þér þessa fórn í von um að þú veiti mér blessun þess að fæðast barn. Ég kalla á þig sem bróður og fjölskyldu

I give you this sacrifice in the hope that you will give me the blessing of having a baby. I call on you as a brother and a family.

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