Hallbjorn raised an eyebrow when Kara mentioned wanting to put her mouth on him. It fell in line with the words she had not known she had uttered when she had seen him nude before. He decided when she chose to be good that she could have that when they showered and she would have free rein to touch him. But there was a part of Hallbjorn that wondered what he was getting himself into. Kara had a power over him that no one ever had before and he wondered if he would ever be able to resist it like he did his emotions or his Berserker rage.<br/><br/>Or if he wanted to.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn's breath left him in a quick rush as Kara took his blood without build-up or warning. He might have meant to murmur her name, but nothing came from his lips but a pleasured grouping of syllables. He moaned with each pull she took from him, eyes hazing over as she gave him pleasure that had his large body rocking with it. He was glad that she felt better. He was unable to bring himself to speak before Kara felt into slumber, and he simply rubbed his cheek against her hair.<br/><br/>He cradled her while she napped. He could tell when she woke again when she stretched and rubbed her breasts against his chest. If her gaze fell upon his face he was smiling. Wider than ever, but not yet the full-faced expression she wanted to evoke in him. Hallbjorn pushed the comforter off of Kara and lifted her up, cradling her to his chest as he carried her into the bathroom that adjoined the bedroom.<br/><br/>The bathroom was large. The decor was all in gold and white marble. There was a very large sink and vanity, and Hallbjorn had a tooth brush sitting in a cup on top of it. There was a rosewood brush with boar bristles opposite the cup. Other male necessities like a razor, shaving cream, and aftershave were absent because he did not need them - he had been clean shaven when frozen into immortality. There was tooth paste and mouthwash in the vanity. A pair of large white towels hung suspended from a rack near the shower.<br/><br/>The shower was large too. It was a large enclosure of frosted glass that had a door that would open and close. There would be ample room for both of them. Within there were some bars of soap and a bottle of shampoo within a recess meant to hold them. The shower had multiple heads and jets. And while it would not be obvious until the shower was turned on, there was a lot of water pressure.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn opened the door for Kara.<br/><br/>"Go inside and close your eyes." The large man said to Kara. When she was inside and her eyes were closed, Hallbjorn undid the drawstring for his sweat pants and let them fall to the ground, kicking out of them when they pooled around his ankles. Then he stepped into the shower with her, closing the frosted glass door behind him. He turned the nobs, turning on all of the heads and jets so that they had hot water spraying at them from many angles and soon steam was rising up.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn wondered if he would regret it, but he let himself feel the arousal he kept at bay. Blood rushed and hammered in his veins, and he felt a twinge that was at first unpleasant. It had been hundreds of years since he let himself feel this, but for Kara . . . it would be worth it. The throbbing was painful at first and became an ache that only she would be able to soothe.<br/><br/>"You may open your eyes now, Kara." Hallbjorn said. He was glistening with the hot water, and it ran in steady streams down his muscular body. But there was a very large difference from the last time he was naked with her:<br/><br/>Hallbjorn allowed himself to be hard for her, and he was. To compare his organ to steel would be an insult. His erect length was so hard that it could crush diamonds. And he was so very thick and long for her. Thicker than a soda can, and longer than her forearm and fist. Several veins throbbed prominently from the based of him to just beneath his crown, which flared wide and pink. The foreskin nestled around it. His sac remained heavy and large, but it was drawn taut to his body because of the arousal he was letting himself feel for her.<br/><br/>"Have I made you a very happy girl, Kara?" Hallbjorn asked her. "Did I fulfill my promise to my good girl?"<br/><br/>He gestured over his body with a hand. "All of this is yours to touch, in any way you want to touch. Your hands, your mouth . . . all of it is for you."