I think they've had enough foreplay.

Jaqkin was lean but not devoid of muscle just like Hivik. Speedster gods were usually this, probably to reduce air resistance, and Hivik was just naturally thin and not a tank like his father.

On the stone bench, Jaqkin was on top of Hivik as they both kissed passionately, Jaqkin's cold skin bringing goosebumps to the blacksmith's own and causing his nipples to erect. Hivik's hand was digging agressively through Jaqkin's hair whil Jaqkin held on to both of their cocks, pumping the two in line with their messy kisses. With practiced skill, both gods had their other hands under each other, toying with the partner's eager holes. Hivik massaged Jaqkin's with easy strokes with his two middle fingers, a fine skill that only a blacksmith good with his hands could accomplish, while Jaqkin used his speed to impale him with his own fingers.