Hallbjorn ate when Kara held up the few bites of the pie to him. He should have eaten something more, but there was not an opportunity to cook that morning. He had not taken care of his body's needs while separated from Kara, but the young blonde woman did not need to know that. She had endured her own trials that Hallbjorn was well aware of after she shared them with him.<br/><br/>He nodded when she expressed a desire to stay home that day. He did not want to go anywhere either. "That is alright with me." He told her and kissed the top of her head.<br/><br/>Kara moved to straddle Hallbjorn, and the Berserker trembled with anticipation of her next actions. His breathing quickened just a little, and his heartbeat grew somewhat faster. She pressed away his hair and her mouth moved to his lips. It was a nice, tender kiss that Hallbjorn enjoyed. He liked when they could share things that were tender and gentle. It was for him a welcome change and respite in a life where so much was fierce and violent and rough. His head moved where Kara's hand coaxed and his neck was laid bare for her.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn grew hard under Kara at the first brush of her fangs along his skin. That hardness only grew more intense as she teased him with alternating kisses and brushes of her fangs. Hallbjorn loved every moment of it and let her know with low moans of pleasure at the feel of her teeth. His hands tensed and loosened where they rested over the small of her back.<br/><br/>Then her fangs sank into his flesh. Hallbjorn's eyes closed and he relaxed into Kara's grip. His breath caught and orgasm rolled over the Berserker, drawing a lengthy, low moan of unmistakably male pleasure. He kept enough control over himself to keep from spilling his seed - it would just be a waste to loose it into the black sweatpants he wore. A waste and a mess. All too soon it seemed that it was over and Kara's fangs left his neck. She licked the wounds and kissed them, then nuzzled against him.<br/><br/>"I missed you very much too." Hallbjorn said to Kara. His voice was soft with the after-effects of climax. "I missed having the mark of your fangs on me." The big man teased a finger up and down her back, running his finger over the shirt. "You are immortal now, Kara. We can make love. But . . . it is your first time to make love ever, and because of that, I want to be able to make it worth the wait. Can you wait a little longer before go so far with each other?" Hallbjorn asked. He did want to make it worth the wait, and something that she would always remember fondly. "We could still enjoy each other as we have before." He was not asking her to go without completely.