Despite the chill, as Frey appears, the world sighs with heat. Steam immediately rises from the snow and ice, and as Frey appears stretched out on their back, there are already beads of sweat glistening on their shoulders and the swell of their hips. "Politics have never done it for me, kitten." They say, their features morphing before settling upon a body they thought would heat the Valkyrie up just as quickly as they had the landscape.
"Certainly I can. Who doesn't love a nice strong set of balls, mmm?" They wonder, before reaching out and plunging two fingers into the center of the pastry and then dutifully licking the honey from their fingertips.
"Now, would you like bigger balls? Balls that go boom on contact...?"
"Certainly I can. Who doesn't love a nice strong set of balls, mmm?" They wonder, before reaching out and plunging two fingers into the center of the pastry and then dutifully licking the honey from their fingertips.
"Now, would you like bigger balls? Balls that go boom on contact...?"
Frey
