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When Calder woke the next morning, there was no longer a cock inside of him.

Though, there was dried release across both his ass and stomach that had him grimacing as he pulled himself from Hemming.

Calder had somehow fallen back down onto the furs during the night, and had been wrapped around Hemming's upper body.

He groaned softly as he crawled out of the bed and pulled on his cloak, not wanting to put on clothes when he was still dirty.

Calder peeked outside to see that the sun had risen a decent amount of time before. They had slept in after an exhausting activity, and now they really needed to bathe before Halina came back to them both smelling like semen.

"Hemming. Hemming, wake up." Calder jostled his mates shoulder a bit, sighing as Hemming only barely startled. "Hemming. Wake up, you absolute bear of a wolf."

"Tha' does no' make sense." Hemming grumbled and lifted a arm to lay over his eyes.

Calder clicked his tongue and pulled the arm back from Hemmings eyes again.

"You need to get up, I would rather us not smell like sex when your sister and Eira come back."

"Halina won't mind. I think we smell great." Hemming shrugged as much as he could while lying in bed, shooting out an arm to pull Calder close.

Calder huffed as Hemming made it so that he was sitting on the bed next to the man.

"Yes, well, as much as I am inclined to agree with you, it does not feel great at the moment. How would you feel if you had dried semen all over you?"

"If it was yours? Oh, Calder, I would not bathe for a week." Hemming turned over and encircled both his arms around Calder's waist.

"You do not bathe ever anyway." Calder deadpanned. "Come, I should like to give you a gift after we rinse off."

Calder halfheartedly slapped at his mates arms and grinned when Hemming groaned and let go, finally getting up from the bed along with Calder.

"How do you feel?" Hemming asked while the two walked to the sea, Calder happily inhaling the salty fresh air of the morning.

"Regarding the fact I am likely with child, not very different. I assume it will take a few weeks for anything to change." Calder shrugged slightly. "Though, regarding last night; sore, surprisingly. I would have thought any tenderness would be gone by the morning."

Hemming made a pleased noise in his chest and waited for Calder to unclip the cloak before stepping into the water. Hemming had not put any clothes on, but Calder still brought him some for after.

"I would have liked to carry you around all day, but I suppose with your being a god that was unlikely. At least the bruises have stayed." Hemming hummed and placed a hand onto Calder neck, pointedly rubbing his thumb over one of said bruises.

Calder bit his tongue to stop the pleased sigh that wished to escape and instead leaned forward to kiss Hemming's cheek before walking off into the water.

The cold didn't bother him, so he was quickly standing in a few feet of water, but when he saw Hemming, the man had crossed his arms and was very slowly inching his way forward.

Calder laughed and walked back to his mate, taking Hemming's hands in his and gently exuding Seidr to warm the appendages.

"Too cold for you?" Calder teased as he pulled Hemming further into the water.

Hemming smiled and glared slightly at Calder, but allowed the younger male to lead him out, the waves beginning to lap at their thighs when Calder stopped.

"We do not need to go further. Kneel and I will wash for you." Calder smirked, sinking down so that his knees scraped the sand and the water was at his chest.

Hemming stared at Calder on his knees for a moment before he took a deep breath and did as asked, exhaling sharply as he submerged his cock and stomach.

Calder plucked the soap satchel from Hemmings hand and circled the larger man in order to face his back.

Calder sudsed his hands up and began rubbing the pine scented soap across Hemming's back and shoulders.

He tried not to feel too pleased at the many red lines across Hemming's shoulder blades and back from the night previous.

The braid that was in Hemming's hair was only on the top portion of his head, but Calder needed to take that out too. He tied the strip of leather around his wrist so that he would not loose it and then pulled Hemming's hair to the side.

Calder plastered his chest against Hemming's back and went through the motions of cleaning the mans chest, pressing soft kisses to his shoulder as he went.

Both Hemming and Calder laughed when Calder cleaned his armpits, one from being ticklish and one from enjoying seeing his mate flinch from being ticklish.

When Calder sunk his hands beneath the waves to clean Hemming's lower regions, he also sunk his teeth lightly into his shoulder, letting them scrape against newly cleaned skin.

"You could bite me if you want. It would only be fair since I did so last night." Hemming stated lowly and tilted his head ever so slightly.

"Did mine stay? I can not quite feel it." Calder asked and slowly wrapped his fist around Hemming's cock, loving the way that Hemming jerked and his member began filling in.

"Yes. Mine would too. It... it is an Ulfhednar tradition, to show that you are mated." Hemming gasped slightly as Calder stroked him.

"You used a sharper set of teeth than I have. I am afraid it would hurt if I went as deep as you did." Calder hummed.

Hemming groaned lightly and shook his head, Calder could see that his eyes were screwed shut as his cock was jerked.

"Do it, when I- when I release, and It will not hurt." Hemming hardly got out, Calder had to keep one of his hands in his mates hip so that he would not be able to fuck into Calder's fist.

Calder only made a noise in his throat and watched his own hand get Hemming off, even as short a time as it was, the man was already close.

When he thought that Hemming was close enough, Calder turned his head and set to sucking and licking the area he wanted to bite.

"N-now, Calder." Hemming groaned and Calder grinned as he sped the movements of his hand.

Calder sunk his teeth into the junction of Hemming's shoulder and neck, biting as hard as he could until he felt the skin break and the taste of copper fill his mouth.

Hemming yelled out in pleasure and Calder let go of his hip so that he could buck forward with his release.

Calder did what Hemming did for him and cleaned the bite as best he could, and if he put some Seidr forward so that it would not hurt as much, Hemming would not be notified of it.

Hemming slumped back against Calder slightly and the latter smiled.

"Can you lean back and dunk your head for me, love?" Calder cooed and kept an arm out to hold Hemming up while he moved to the mans side.

Hemming nodded and did as asked, moving his legs out so that they crossed each other and falling back slowly to put his hair beneath the surface.

Calder reaches forward and jostled the hair a bit so that the entirety of it was soaked before pressing his arm against the back of Hemming's shoulder to let him know to come up.

He went through the motions of washing Hemming's hair with the utmost care. Calder scrubbed and scratched at Hemming's scalp until his mate was basically liquid against him, and only stopped when he thought there was nothing else to clean.

Calder made him dunk again, and rinsed all the soap from his hair before squeezing the water out and kissing Hemming's shoulder to let him know he was done.

"Come here." Was all Hemming said before pulling Calder into his lap.

Hemming gently took the soap from Calder hand and did the same as Calder as he lathered his hand up and began rubbing the soap onto Calder's chest.

"You do not need... need to," Calder tried, but paused as Hemming flicked a thumb over one of his nipples.

"Do not need to? Oh, but you did the same for me, and even if I do not need to, there is a very strong want to." Hemming grinned.

Calder did not try to argue as Hemming ran his hands over his body, but when one of the hands skimmed over his stomach, Calder flinched backwards.

"Sorry, just ticklish." Calder tried when Hemming gave him a confused look.

The confused look turned even more so after Calder spoke, and Hemming moved his hands so they were gripping at Calder's hips.

"Why did you just lie to me?" Hemming asked and Calder shrunk under the gaze of squinting honeyed eyes.

"I-I just do not like when my s-stomach is touched." Calder muttered and watched as Hemming's brows furrowed.

"Why not? Are you in pain from the ritual? I thought you said it did not feel different?"

Calder exhaled shakily and shut his eyes, shaking his head gently.

"There is no pain. Just, an uncomfortable feeling I suppose. I am not exactly as thin or built as you or the rest of the pack." Calder got out eventually, barely opening his eyes to see what Hemming's reaction would be.

Calder did not know what how he wanted Hemming to react, but was still jarred by the dark look that had spread across his mates face.

"You feel uncomfortable when I touch you? As though I care whether or not you look like me or the pack?" Hemming started with a stronger grip to Calder's hips almost instinctively. "Calder, I want you to be your own person, with your own body, and no doubt that when I touch you it is because I love you and all you have to offer."

Calder exhaled sharply and stared at Hemming, amber eyes full of truth; not unlike how they looked when the man had first encountered Calder in the woods near his mothers farm.

"You... Hemming." Calder began, but could hardly see from the tears gathering in his eyes. His lips pulled to a wide smile.

"It is true; I do love you and everything you are. If I did not I likely would not be getting married to you, now would I?" Hemming smirked and Calder laughed.

"I love you also, Wolf. So much, that I fear I had not previously known I could do so." Calder smiled and leaned forward to press a quick kiss onto Hemming's mouth.

When he made to pull back, Hemming removed one of his hands from his hip in favor of placing it onto his neck and deepening the kiss.

Calder huffed into the kiss, but responded nonetheless. He enjoyed kissing Hemming even if it resulted in nothing; though, apparently this was not one of these times.

Calder gasped slightly as Hemming's other hand came to wrap around his cock, which was was only slightly filled from the prior events.

Hemming paid no mind to the gasp and only kissed it away while he slowly brought Calder to full hardness.

Except for the occasional moan or light inhales, the affair was quiet and short; Calder found himself climaxing not long after Hemming had started with a sharp and loud moan.

After Calder did so, he went lax and barely held onto Hemming with the hands that were laid across the older males shoulders.

Though, different from when Calder washed Hemming's hair after his orgasm, Hemming did not need Calder to help as he tipped Calder's head back into the water.

Calder kept his eyes closed as Hemming scrubbed the soap through his blonde curls, humming every so often when Hemming's fingers felt far too nice to keep silent.

"Do you think the ritual worked?"

Calder opened his eyes to look at Hemming, who was focused on washing Calder's hair but still had an aura of nervousness that was evident in the way he had asked the question.

"... I think so. I hope so; Odin himself told me that it would." Calder frowned slightly. He had become accustomed to thinking he would have a child.

"Right. I just worry that it will not work, though I also think that is just a pointless concern." Hemming huffed slightly.

Calder opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted as Hemming dipped him down in order to rinse the suds from his hair.

When he was lifted back up, Hemming tucked a curl behind Calder's ear and smiled.

"I thought, when I met you, that I would have to live with not being able to have children. Eira came along, but I knew that Hale was feeling his own sadness of being unable to have a babe with Padma." Hemming sighed lowly, but smiled wider. "When you told me you could bear children, I... I was elated. I do not want you or me to be saddened if the ritual did not work."

Calder grinned softly and nodded, leaning forward to press a kiss to Hemming's forehead before pushing a bit of the other males hair behind his ear.

"I trust the Norns in that we will raise a child. I also trust that Odin told me the truth in that this ritual will allow me to bear Loki. Now, all we have to do, is wait and confirm what I already know; I will have our child and we will raise him together, as husbands."

Hemming sighed once more before leaning to place his head onto Calder's shoulder, his arms coming to encircle around Calder's waist.

"I love you, Calder."

"And I you, Hemming."

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