Oooh, it wants to continue the Smut. Ok with me!

As they lay side by side, Valkyria and Forgefire looked into each other's eyes. Valkyria's heart raced with anticipation, her body tense with excitement and nervousness. She had never been with a man in this form before. But she knew that this was something she wanted, needed, to do. It was for the greatest sword she’d ever held, after all.

Forgefire leaned in to kiss her, his rough beard brushing against her cheek. She turned her face to meet his, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. Valkyria's heart swelled as she felt his tongue slide against hers. His hands moved to her hips, pulling her closer to him.

Valkyria let out a soft moan as she felt his hand move from her hip to her breast. He kneaded her breast gently, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. She felt her nipples harden as his thumb brushed against them.

As they kissed, Valkyria felt Forgefire's other hand move down to her thigh, his fingers slipping below her waist. She felt a shiver run through her body as his hand reached the apex of her thighs, his fingers brushing against her then stopping suddenly.

"Do you want this, Valkyria?" Forgefire asked, his voice low and rough with desire. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Do it."

With that, Forgefire slipped his fingers lower, his hand making contact with her wetness. Valkyria let out a gasp as he began to rub her clit gently. She felt as though she was on fire, the pleasure building inside of her.

Forgefire broke the kiss, his mouth moving to her neck. He bit gently down on her skin through her fur, leaving a mark that she knew would last for days. Valkyria felt as though she was drowning in pleasure, her body shaking with each touch.

As Forgefire continued to rub her clit, Valkyria began to rock her hips. She wanted more, needed more. She reached down, fumbling with Forgefire's pants. Finally, she managed to get them down, freeing his hard member.

She looked down at it, marveling at its size. She was amazed that it would fit inside of her. But she knew that it would, that it was meant to. She reached down, grasping it in her hand.

With a grin, Forgefire helped her guide him inside of her. Valkyria gasped as she felt him push inside of her, the feeling of fullness almost overwhelming and mingled with a sudden, sharp pain. She looked down and found Forgefire, a white silk hankerchief in hand, pull out and wipe the blood from his member. “We’ll come back to that later,” he reassured her as he pushed back inside, this time completely. He began to move inside of her, slow and steady.

As he thrust into her, Valkyria felt her body responding. She matched his movements, grinding against him. The pleasure built inside of her until she thought she would explode.

"Harder," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper.

Forgefire obliged, picking up the pace. Valkyria's breath came in short gasps as the pleasure built inside of her. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She let out a howl as she came, her body shaking with pleasure.

Forgefire followed soon after, spilling his seed inside of her. As they lay there, breathing heavily, she watched in awe as Forgefire’s member grew soft and then suddenly hard again, seeming even larger than before. Valkyria knew that this was only the beginning.