#fatherofpride

It starts as a joke, a dare, achallenge if you will. He says that she's afraid to give him that much control,and she says she isn't. It leads to a response of “Prove it, ma chère.” utteredin a heady whisper against her neck as fingertips ghost over the length of herspine. He knows Loki can't back down from achallenge, well she can she's just too stubborn to. Either way, Loki's allowedherself to be tied down, and vulnerable to whatever whims Lucifer may have. 

It's gradual at first, he takeshis time to bring her to the height of frustration with his teasing, he doesn'tmake her beg. Loki never begs, but he manages to get her to make a request.

“Use me.”

Two words, but Loki's alwaysbeen an attentive lover when she actually holds some semblance of fondness for them.Lucifer is all too pleased to hear it, no doubt his ego is soaring to newheights to hear such delectable words uttered from such a proud and powerfulgoddess. It's with a wicked smirk that he begins the real fun with a promisethat if she's good she'll be rewarded. Loki only rolls her eyes, butnonetheless complies. She's come this far, it made no sense to turn back now.So when he decides to make use of that delicious mouth of hers she greedilyshows him the other reason why they call her silver-tongue. She swallows himdown like a good girl, and licks her lips as he watches her with hungry eyes heis a sight to behold, but her gaze doesn't linger long because soon he's movingher to the bed and Loki swears she's been pushed to the brink with the veryfirst stroke. It seems the anticipation, and all the teasing had wound her upso tight that there's nothing left for her to unravel beneath him. Lucifermakes sure she does, again and again. First slowly, painstakingly so, becausehe likes to see the pleading and the defiance battle behind green eyes...healso enjoys those little curses she hurls at him in her mother tongue rightbefore his games end and he makes her sing like a finely tuned harp again andagain.

It's something of a frustrationfor Loki who is so physical, and always in control. She wants to touch him,feel his muscles rippling beneath her fingertips. She wants to drag her nailsdown the expanse of his back and leave angry red marks in their wake. Buttouching isn't allowed for her this time, and Loki swears by all the gods, andon every holy thing she will get him back for tricking her into this.