A Night of Passion for Walse's Twins Ch1

Chapter 1: The Spiritual Conception of Siegfried

“You are Siegmund, who I see here,” said Sieglinde to her twin, “I am Sieglinde, who’s been longing for you. Your own sister you’ve won together with the sword!”
The sacred sword Nothung still in his hand, Siegmund declared: “Bride and sister you are to your brother, so blossom, blood of the Walsungs!”
He flung the magical, divine sword away and pulled Sieglinde to himself with fiery love and desire. The siblings’ high-bridged noses touched, and both gasped. They remained like that for a moment, gazed into each other’s eyes and marveled at their beautiful, almost identical faces. Then, they crashed their lips together and began kissing passionately. For the first time in his life, Siegmund kissed a woman as a lover, and it was the one who was destined to be his bride – his own twin sister Sieglinde, who had one and the same soul in common with him, and who had been forced against her will to marry Hunding, a mighty and masculine man, but one who she didn’t love.
“Walse’s daughter, my sister –” he murmured in between kisses as he combed through her golden hair with his strong but gentle hands. Stopping for a moment to look deeply into her eyes, he continued, “My love!”
“Oh Siegmund, my brother, Walse’s son! Yes, my own twin-brother,” whispered Sieglinde and recommenced snogging. She ran her hands through his golden hair, a match to her own, gripped tightly and pulled his head to hers to press his lips into hers. They continued making out like that for a few minutes.
They fit together perfectly, matched each other flawlessly, the children of Walse. But Walse, their father, had been Wotan in disguise, the sorcerer god aptly called Allfather who had made the sky and the earth and who lorded over all the other gods, even Ziu, the god of gods, who the Balts adored as Dievas, the Romans under the names Janus and Jupiter and the Greeks under the name Zeus, and whose avatar was still a full-fledged god venerated as Mars by the Romans and as a war god by the Germanic tribes (their ancestors had worshipped the god of gods, Ziu, himself, but their attention had later shifted to the truly highest god Wotan, so the war-god avatar of Ziu received more attention from the Germanic tribes than Ziu himself by Roman times); Donar, god of thunder and lightning, who the Hittites called Tarhunna, the Hurrians Teshub, the Celts Taranis, the Greeks also Zeus and the Romans also Jupiter (as Ziu and Donar were closely allied and often merged into a single deity), and one of whose avatars the Romans equated with Hercules; Sunna, the sun-goddess, whom the Egyptians worshipped as Ra, the Greeks as Helios-Apollo, and the Mesopotamians as Shamash; Freya, goddess of love and war, who the Mesopotamians adored as Inanna; and his own mischievous avatar Loge, who the Romans called Mercury and who might have eclipsed his originator among the adoration of some Germanic tribes just as Ziu’s war-god avatar did to Ziu himself. Having such an extraordinary – no, unique – father, the twins were bound to be extraordinary and unique, but their love proved to be something even beyond the gods.
Siegmund pulled away to take a look at Sieglinde and said: “My heart rejoices as it feels yours being filled with love like a desert is blessed with long-desired rain.”
“Poor brother, having to share in the heart aches and woes of my unhappy life for so long, soul-bound to me as you are!” said Sieglinde and placed a kiss on her twin’s mouth.
“How could I not recognize you earlier, loveliest sister?” wondered Siegmund.
“How could I not recognize you, dearest brother?” replied Sieglinde.
They melted into another embrace and kiss, then suddenly stopped and looked at each other.
“It’s our bond!” they said together in sudden understanding, semi-god twins that they were. “It and our soul must have put mist in front of our eyes in the beginning only to now suddenly drop it and so make our reunion all the happier.”
They were right, and invigorated by this discovery, they recommenced their make-out session with double the fervor. Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. Siegmund trailed kisses from Sieglinde’s mouth first up to her high cheek and then over her ear and down to her neck. With one hand, he stroked her other cheek, and with his other hand, he gently caressed her narrow waist, her sleek hips and her small, muscular and quite masculine-ish butt, but being full of only love and almost no lust at that moment, he didn’t squeeze. He was overwhelmed by the dainty and elegant beauty of his sister.
“Your skin is so fair, so smooth,” he said.
Sieglinde was caressing her brother’s hair, and as she felt his hand on her hip, she whispered, “I want you, Siegmund, I need you!”
“Let me have one other look at you before I make you my bride,” said Siegmund.
He forced himself to let go of Sieglinde and took a few steps back.
“Let me look at you one last time before I unite with you,” said Sieglinde, “after all, it’s you who’s still a virgin.”
Her expression suddenly got downcast, and her gaze dropped to the floor. “Sadly, I – I – Well, I ... am not a virgin anymore.”
Siegmund could make out a tiny sob. He walked over to Sieglinde and raised her chin with one hand. Then, he took her face in both hands and said firmly: “Now listen to me, kin-sister and soul-sister, who is dearest to me after Mother and Father: You’ve never loved a man as a lover other than me, let alone united with one in love or lust. Although you have united with Hunding many times – and this is not a shameful thing, because he’s your husband and a great warrior – I know with utmost certainty that you’ve never once experienced love or lust while being with him. So if you aren’t a virgin, I don’t know who is.”
Sieglinde cheered up, and she gave Siegmund a hearty smack of a kiss. “Listen, lover, brother, son of my father and mother, I don’t just want to be with you, I also want to get with child from you, and I want him or her to match us in soul as well as in body.”
Siegmund immediately understood. He’d have to telepathically make love with his sister before having sex with her. A feeling of love washed over him which made him feel giddy because Sieglinde and he were going to give each other their soul virginity.
For a minute or so, the twins admired each other’s bodies. Siegmund was fascinated by Sieglinde’s tall and slender figure, high forehead, high cheekbones, narrow mouth and chin, large eyes, graceful arms and legs, perfect form, light blonde hair that looked like golden rays of sunlight even in the dimly lit hall in which they were, and skin that was very pale, tantalizingly smooth, and flawless. Sieglinde was similarly fascinated by her brother, who looked so similar to her except where that’s obviously not possible because of gender differences. He had a well-developed jaw and looked masculine through and through. Truly, he was masculine through and through, and Sieglinde knew it and admired it.
The twins didn’t just admire each other’s bodies, though; they also beheld each other concerning the soul and marveled at each other in that respect. Sieglinde couldn’t get enough of admiring her brother’s manly spirit. Siegmund admired his sister’s steadfast and true character. They poured out their innermost feelings and most intimate emotions to each other, only to realize that they had always shared them all along, being special twins. They were so happy about their marvelous connection, and they closed their eyes and made no sound, so as to admire each other’s true beauty and show each other their true love without physical distractions.
Then, the telepathic lovemaking between twin brother and sister began. Initially, it was like a gentle spiritual breeze, but it got stronger and wilder until it had developed into a full-blown spiritual tempest. It was so different from anything else that I won’t even attempt to describe it. During the entire blissful episode, both siblings remained perfectly still, their eyes closed, their senses inactive. When they had climaxed in spirit, Siegfried had been conceived in soul, and it was time to commence the completion of his conception.

(Story continues in next chapter...)