Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“My final thanks go to my best friend Sigrid, who took me in when I first escaped from the monster’s captivity, gave me a home and a purpose, and asked for nothing in return. I am so happy to share my home with you for this most special event. The birth of a new generation of Valkyrie!”

Huge, thunderous applause from the Valkyries erupted, and the rest joined in.

When sanity returned, Mary whistled again, and Meixiu instructed people to get their plates and fill them at the tables.

Camila slipped up next to Henry and guided him to a table, and put a plate in his hands as she took the next one. Then she gently moved him with the gathering crowd to the line forming at the table.

“I want to make sure you eat. You missed lunch today, didn’t you,” she asked.

He realized he had and nodded in surprise. “You take too much onto those broad shoulders of yours. Your new abilities with magic seem to be consuming you. I’m very impressed that you’ve become so adept so quickly, but it is a little worrying as well.”

He nodded. “It’s almost like there’s some form of compulsion to become proficient with magic in a short time,” he said quietly, and Camila’s eyes locked on his as her smile slipped away. He nodded and touched a finger across his lips. “I’m aware.”

They moved a little closer to the table, and he noticed Camila was leaning against him a little more firmly. He hugged her, kissed her temple, and whispered into her hair. “Don’t worry. It’ll be okay. Soon.”

She looked up at him with worry. “Soon?”

He just nodded with a smile. “We’ll talk with Roy after the birthing ceremony.” He frowned. “Uh, where is that supposed to take place anyway?”

Camila shook her head. “I’m not exactly sure. Outside apparently. Hilda said Valkyrie births are always outside.”

Henry nodded, then noticed Camila had unconsciously wrapped her finger in his hair as she rested her left hand on his shoulder. He chuckled and gently tugged his hair by tilting his head.

She released his hair, and her face went a little red. She gently punched his arm.

It was finally their turn at the table, and Henry’s eyes widened when he saw the variety of food available.

“This is incredible!” he gushed and saw happy faces smiling back at him. So many people had contributed to the meal. Henry would have to come back for seconds and thirds to get to try most of the dishes.

Sigrid was passing by on her way to her table, and her plate was piled high. “Shut up! I’m eating for two!” she pouted at Camila’s grin.

They finished loading their plates and went back towards their table. Henry stopped a few times along the way to talk to his friends and confirm all was good. Finally, Camila got him seated next to Sigrid, who’d already made it halfway through her meal. Camila sat on his other side.

Sigrid reached over and plucked a chicken wing from Henry’s plate. “These are really good!” she said after she took a big bite of it.

“Hey! I only had one of those!” Henry complained.

“Don’t be a cry baby,” she teased.

He stuck his tongue out at her, and she giggled.

Henry set his attention to his plate as he discovered he was really hungry.

Camila rested her left hand on Henry’s leg under the table, but he noticed she was just doing it for comfort. He realized it might have been premature to let her know. He was sorry he worried her.

He managed to finish his plate just as Sigrid finished her meal. They got up for seconds, but Camila just waved her hand to indicate she wasn’t ready. Sigrid cleared her plate into the waste bin and rejoined the line, which was shorter this time. Henry stepped behind her once his plate was empty.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He spotted Aadiya and Mahali sitting with Layla and Felicia. The twins were watching the two girls very closely and mirroring their gestures and mannerisms. Henry worried this might not be the best situation. Laughter from a nearby table drew his attention away.

“Do you think your Valkyrie friends are having a good time?” he asked as he realized the warriors had joined the tables with Tish’s family instead of clustering all together.

“We’re a gregarious bunch. I’m sure they’d be even more delighted if there was wine, beer, or hard liquor available, but I let them know we’re alcohol-free this weekend,” Sigrid said.

Henry nodded. “Camila told me the birthing ceremony will be outside.”

Sigrid nodded as she plucked a few more chicken wings from a tray. Henry stole one from her plate, making her squeak and attempt to get it back, but he successfully blocked her hand. She replaced the missing wing with another from the tray and stuck her tongue out at him.

“So… the gazebo or on the front driveway?” he continued.

She huffed then looked around in embarrassment. “I don’t know. Apparently, I’ll just know and go there. It could be in the woods. It’s instinctive.”

He looked at her in surprise. “Huh! That’s fascinating!”

“Shut up,” she pouted.

He smiled. “What? The big bad Valkyrie doesn’t like being pushed around by her own biology?”

She turned and leaned her forehead against his as she looked into his eyes. “Exactly!”

He kissed her and got a hand under her plate before it slipped from her fingers.

She blinked as she returned from the kiss. She bit her lip gently as she collected herself. She glanced down and took a grip on her plate once more.

Then she stole the chicken wing back from Henry’s plate.

“Wha-I saved you from dropping your plate, and you steal from me?” he gasped quietly in mock outrage.

She looked down her nose at Henry with a little smile on her lips. “A dropping almost caused by you and your naughty lips.”

“Oh! I’ll show you naughty lips!” he growled playfully.

Roy stepped between them to reach for a dinner roll. “Less dinner theatre and more dining,” he grumbled.

Henry and Sigrid glanced at the tables and saw most eyes were turned their way. Instantly their faces flushed with embarrassment.

Henry grabbed another wing from the platter and another portion of lasagna as Sigrid headed back to the table.

As he left the buffet table, he saw Kristie looking at his plate and smiling. He raised a brow in question.

“You like the lasagna?” she asked.

“I love the lasagna! Did you make it?” he asked, and she nodded. “It’s delicious! Best I’ve had,” he gushed, and she chuckled happily as she nodded to him, accepting his compliments.

“And the wings?” a voice said from behind him. He turned to see Steph looking up at him with a hopeful expression.

“They are incredibly good! Quite possibly addictive and definitely the root cause of the upcoming battle between the Valkyries over the last one,” he teased.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, then burst into giggles.

Two nearby warriors heard Henry’s statement about the wings running out and immediately leapt to their feet to rush the table to get more.

Henry leaned closer to Steph to whisper. “See!”

She smiled up at him and trembled. Her voice failed her, so she just nodded. He smiled and continued back to his table. He lifted his fork to fend off Sigrid’s encroachment and missed seeing Camila lift a wing from his plate.

He looked down, then his head whipped around to stare at Camila in shock as she nibbled the wing. Sigrid burst into laughter as her mother watched her happiness with a loving smile.

Camila smiled victoriously with the spicy-sweet barbeque sauce on her lips.

Henry dipped his face to hers and cleaned the sauce away with the tip of his tongue. Camila felt that zing from her lips to her intimate areas and gasped.

“Damn good wings,” Henry said with a pleased smile as he turned back to his plate. He had to fuel his big body, after all.

Dinner was filled with laughter, excellent food, great conversation, and anticipation for Henry’s big surprise. Felicia was first to wander by Henry and drop a subtle hint that she could keep a secret if he wanted to tell her. He just chuckled.

Henry spotted Raymond and Eleanor King arriving and Meixiu jumping up to greet them. He wiped his mouth and joined them by the entrance.

“Merry Christmas, Henry!” the Kings said in unison, and he shook Raymond’s hand and dipped forward to kiss Eleanor’s cheek.

“Could I speak with you three upstairs for a second?” he asked, and they all nodded with a curious look.

He led the way up to the formal living room where they could be alone and turned to face them with a smile.

“We’re busy stuffing our faces with a magnificent meal Meixiu and others prepared for us, and she doesn’t get to partake in it. I thought it only fair to offer you a meal as well,” Henry said.

“It never stops feeling both strange and charming to be offered a meal,” Eleanor said with a bashful smile. “Thank you so much for your generosity,” she said as Henry raised his left wrist to her.

She took a drink and healed the spot. “Ooo! I think I’d better sit for a moment. I have a bit of a head rush.”

Raymond helped her sit, then accepted Henry’s left wrist as well. He took his meal and trembled after he licked the spot to close the bite. He thanked Henry then carefully sat next to his wife. She leaned against his shoulder.

“Best. Christmas. Ever,” she sighed. Raymond chuckled.

Meixiu approached Henry, and he wrapped her in his right arm, pulling her back to his chest as he lifted his wrist to her mouth. She kissed the soft skin there first. “Thank you, Henry.” She drank.

After, Henry sat the sleepy woman in the chair across from the couple and kissed her tenderly. He turned to the Kings. “When you feel up to it, please join us. The kids are doing light show presentations after the meal.” They nodded, so he headed back to the cavern and rejoined his table.

Near the end of the meal, he added a medium-sized flame orb by the cavern wall waist-high, and Michelle added a strand of silk from it to the nearby lowest strand that supported the large fireballs. He turned to the tables.