🂡 LUSHB.

He tried to not let your actions get to him at first, he really did, but as the day progressed, your behaviour also got progressively worse. It went from not talking to him for a few hours because you were still upset to leaving your boyfriend to eat the lunch he had made for you as an apology all by himself. Although Julien was slightly hurt by your actions, he (barely) made it through. 

Now… you constantly making snide comments under your breath? including one about how even the mere sound of his breathing was “pissing you off”, was a completely different story.

You talking shit about him to your best friend over the phone right where he could hear you was such a low blow. But either way, he didn’t let it be seen that you were slowly getting to his nerves.

And perhaps that’s where you started to get irritated by his indifference — which he found extremely hypocritical, because you were the one who escalated things to this point, not him — and why he’s standing outside your bedroom hearing the familiar buzzing of a vibrator and the sound of your mewls coming from the other side of the door.

He is very aware this is yet another one of your cheap tactics. One he was planning to ignore because he wasn’t about to give you what you wanted so easily…but then something that sounded oddly similar to “Julien!” left your lips and suddenly all his resolve was out the window.

Soon as another desperate call of his name reached his ears, his knuckles knocked on the bedroom door thrice,  “[Name]? What are you doing in there?”

He didn’t get a response.

At least not a verbal one that is. 

Because as soon as he said that, the buzzing coming from inside the room got louder. You increased the toy’s intensity instead of giving him an actual answer. But actions speak louder than words, so he knows exactly where you’re going with this. Since you want to be difficult and not answer me, I’ll just come inside.”

Julien reaches for the doorknob, twists it, but the door doesn’t budge one bit.

“What…?” He tries again, but the door remains closed. “[Name], did you lock the door?”

He fiddles with the doorknob one more time just to be sure. And yeah, you did lock the door. Leaving him to stand on the other side like some sort of fool with his growing boner. All while you called out his name in such a lecherous manner, that it was obvious you were mocking him for not being able to just put you back in your place right now...

Yeah...He’s had it with you for today.

The moment your moans no longer echoed through the corridor, and Loki heard the click! signaling the door being unlocked, he made his way to the bedroom without thinking twice.

Upon entering the room, he was met with a not so pleasant look from your part. He didn’t let that bother him though. He sat next to you on the bed, noting the sheets on the mattress were different from the ones he put the night before. It has him wondering for a split second what sort of mess you had to leave on the previous set that required you to change the entire bed…

Your eyes went back to your phone after looking at him from head to toe with disdain, which gave him no other choice but to go straight to the point, since you’re clearly not in the mood for idle chatter right now. “Toujours en colère contre moi, ma chérie ??”

“Tsk, what do you think, Julien?” He’ll take that as a yes. “Don’t ask me stupid questions.”

“No need to be so rude, my love. I’m only here because I want to reconcile.” He’s getting in your personal space— tentatively so, and carefully testing the waters. “You know how much I hate it when you’re angry at me.”

“Maybe if you weren’t such a dick earlier, I wouldn’t be so mad at you right now.” He hummed, urging you to keep talking. “You really pissed me off today.”

“I know, my love. I’m so sorry,” That condescending tone in his voice should’ve aroused your anger even more, but then he pulled your legs onto his lap, his fingers began to rub soothing circles on your thighs…and you felt arousal in a different way. “But you owe me an apology too, no?”

“I don’t think I do.”

“Yes, you do. You haven’t been perfect either.”

“Hm?”

“If you can ‘hm’ you can hear,” There was a change in his demeanor, a subtle shift that told you he was done being sweet with you. “You spent the whole day provoking me, testing my patience, and now you want to act coy?”

He noted your demeanor has changed too, it was beginning to perish under his gaze and touch, “Tell me, [Name],” and the feeling of his lips on your neck, trailing a path of kisses up to your ear, wasn’t helping you in staying mad at him either. “Were you trying to get on my nerves on purpose?” He finally whispered.

“I haven’t done anything. Don’t know what you’re talking about—” 

“J'ai dit fais pas l'innocent, [Name],” He cuts you off, delivering a harsh slap to your ass right after, and causing you to yelp. “What was that little stunt you pulled earlier?” 

This Julien is so uncharacteristically meaner. He’s never spoken nor acted this way before…but you could grow accustomed to this version of him. “ Are you really still mad at me, [Name]? Or are you so desperate for my attention that you feel the need to do all this? Because if I had to guess, I'd say it’s the latter. Or am I wrong?”

“No, you’re not…” you murmur.

“Speak louder,” He demanded, followed by another slap to your ass. “Je t'ai pas entendu là, ma chérie.”

“Ow—! I said you’re right, Julien!”

“Right about what?”

“...about me wanting your attention,” You felt his lips widen into a smirk against your neck. Hearing the apparent embarrassment in your voice felt like retribution for every single dumb stunt you pulled on him today. But he wasn’t satisfied with getting just that as a form of payback. He needs to make you really pay for all the unnecessary stress you’ve put him through… and what better way to do so than to fuck all his frustrations on you?

Julien is so deep inside you that he’s knocking the breath out of you every time his hips meet with your ass. He has your body pressed against the bed, making you take all of him. His tip grazes against your sweet spot so deliciously it’s maddening —But what’s even more maddening than that, is whenever he senses your upcoming orgasm, he pulls away, leaving you to clench around nothing and cry into the mattress. “Nooo Julien, stop—! Lemme cum please!”

“Nooo, Lemme cum Julien,” he mocked your cries. “Why should I, huh? After all the shit you pulled, you still think you deserve to cum?” 

You know he’s right. You don’t. 

But he’s been edging you for what feels like hours now and the amount of orgasms he has deprived you from tonight was a good enough punishment. You can’t take this torture anymore.

 “Please, I’m sorry,” you sob, desperation dripping from your voice.

“T'as dit quoi, mon amour?” His thumb is sliding in between your folds as he says that. He quickly finds your puffy clit and begins to tease it. “I can’t hear you.”

“I said I’m sorry!” 

“And what are you sorry for, [Name]?”

“For being mean earlier. I won’t do it again, I promise— Please, just let me cum…I can’t hold it anymore!”

Luckily for you, Julien was feeling merciful. Your apology seemed genuine and the sight of you so needy for him was his weakness. Plus, the whole time he’s been edging you, he’s also been edging himself, and he also can’t hold it back anymore. Julien aligned himself with your pussy again, rubbing his tip across your labia before sliding into you again. 

“...Fuck,” Julien groans, right before wrapping his arm around your neck — not to choke you, but so he can hike your face up to make you look him in the eye as he fucks you towards your climax again. This time, with no intentions of taking it away from you. “Is this what you wanted? For me to fuck the brattiness out of you? Is this why you’ve been so difficult today?”

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t. The combination of Loki’s tempo with this angle where it almost felt as if he was in your guts was making it so hard to speak…and he wasn’t much appreciative of unresponsiveness. 

“I’m talking to you,” He purred against your ear, although his voice was not stable, his thrusts did not falter once. “Don’t be rude. Answer. me." 

That last part was emphasised by two thrusts somehow rougher than the ones he was already giving to you. “Yes! jus’ wanted you to fuck— me like this! ‘m sorry Ju!”

“It’s okay, just keep on being good for me and I'll keep on giving you what you want. ” Your boyfriend settles for this pace and drops down your upper body back on the mattress like before. He’s soaking in every moan, whine and cry of his name that leaves your lips like it is his god given right. 

His peak is creeping up to him already — Delaying both your orgasms for so long added to his sensitivity— but Loki is not going to cum without you. That’s not the type of man he is and that’s not going to change because he wanted to “teach you a lesson”. 

He reached for the same vibrator used to tease him before all this. A displeased whine left you when he slowed down the movements of his hips. “Lift your ass for me, pretty.” you quickly obeyed. As soon as you lifted your lower body, he turned on the toy on the highest setting and placed it on the bed, exactly where it would touch your clit when you laid back down fully. And when you did, the extra stimulation made you clench around him so hard he almost came right there and then.  “Ah, Putain…ça fait du bien, yeah?”

You nodded, still clenching around his cock desperately in a silent plea for your boyfriend to go back to fucking you. A plea, that although not said with words, was responded to with him giving you what you wanted.

That climax he was holding back was so close and he knew you were there too. He drops more of his weight on your body to whisper a “You close baby?” in your ear. When you nod once more, he talks in your ear a second time, “Then cum for me baby. You’ve been good for me now… you deserve it. ”

His words push you over the edge. Your thighs tremor with the intensity of your climax as Julien follows suit, spilling inside you while biting his bottom lip to prevent a sound a little too grotesque from being heard.

Julien turns off the toy overstimulating your clit and unconsciously drops his whole body over yours as he’s still trying to regain his breath. He has yet to pull out of you too. Not that you mind.

Only after a few minutes have passed does he break the silence between you, “Don’t…pull stuff like that ever again. I don’t like having to be mean to you and you know that.”

“I won’t…I promise. Now kiss me please,” you implored with the little strength you had and he complied. His personality switched to him being your sweet boyfriend again.

A sweet boyfriend who was oblivious to the lie you just told him…Because you were definitely going to again if it means Julien is going to be fucking you like this.