Burdened With Loki

"A Loki?!" I repeat excitedly.

"Oh no, you're staying right there kiddo" Mobius commands.

"What?! No! I'm your partner, and in training! You have to take me" I insist.

Mobius sighs and rolls his eyes at me "Fine, but don't talk to him" he demands. 

"Not a word" I nod jumping up to follow him to the time theater they've placed the variant in.

"You are way too excited about this" Mobius comments .

"Well its exciting" I reply.

"No its not, Loki's are a pain in the ass, nothing but mischief and trouble with a smart mouth" Mobius argues.

"You sure I can't talk to him?" I tease.

"Not a word, I mean it" Mobius says sternly.

"Fine" I huff following him through the large doors into the theater.

     The variant sat in a small white chair near the table in the center of the room or maybe the chair was regular sized compared to how tall and lanky he was, he wore a dark green 3 piece suit and a horned crown rested on the front of his head as well as a button on his lapel that read 'Loki for President' then there was his hair, dark and curly and his deep emerald eyes seemed to pierce right through me.

“Ah, hello" his voice was husky almost like a growl "Aren't you a pretty little thing?" he purrs.

"No, you don't talk to her, you talk to me, capiche?" Mobius snaps.

"What does the lady think?" Loki asks as he stares me down making an ache grow between my thighs.

"Hey!" Mobius shouts smacking the table "Me. Not her!" he demands.

With my heart pounding I exit the room to try and collect myself, my hands shake and the persistent ache between my thighs continues, while I tried to get a grasp on things Mobius stayed inside talking to Loki until finally the doors open and Mobius exits

“Done already?” I ask.

"He's not talking" Mobius answers.

"Oh tough luck" I reply.

"Oh I'm just gonna leave him in there to stew a bit while I grab lunch, care to join me?" Mobius asks.

"I'm not very hungry but thanks. I'll probably head back to my desk" I answer.

"Sounds good, stay away from him!" Mobius shouts back at me.

"Yes sir!" I reply.

    I of course disobey and dip into the room as soon as the coast is clear "Welcome back little one" Loki teases.

"What's with this?" I ask pointing to his button.

"This? Well I'm President in my universe" Loki answers.

"Oh really?" I mock.

"Yes, not quite as good as king, but it'll do for now" he replies leaning back in his chair "So what brings you back in? Curiosity killed the cat you know?" Loki comments.

"Yes but satisfaction brought it back again" I reply.

"Ooh, I like your wit darling" Loki smiles "I could bring you such satisfaction" he offers.

"Don't get any ideas" I warn.

"Far too late for that" Loki chuckles "I've already had so many, and they're all so delicious" he smiles.

"Is that so?" I ask.

"Oh yes, for example I've imagined throwing you on this table and fucking you until you scream for me" Loki answers "Or using my tie to gag you and my belt to bind you while I bend you over it and fuck you mercilessly" Loki's vulgarity would usually disgust me but right now it was turning me on and I wanted him to say more.

"Is that all?" I press him.

"Of course not" Loki replies rising and moving toward me "You have a smart mouth, I'd need to quiet it" he answers getting closer as I bump into a stone wall with nowhere to go.

"And how would you do that?" I ask him trying to mask my fear.

"Fill it with my cock of course" Loki replies hooking his finger under my chin and rubbing my lips with his thumb before pressing his own against mine and flooding my mouth with his tongue pulling a moan from me as his hands cup my ass making me want more, but I wouldn't get any as Mobius returned and Loki pulls his lips from mine just as Mobius swings the door open and enters, Loki walks away adjusting his tie and hair before taking his seat again.

"I told you not come in here" Mobius snaps at me.

"You're not my boss Mobius!" I huff.

"Yes actually.....that...that is exactly what I am" he replies confused and instead of replying I storm out.

        Waiting just outside I can hear them in the theater "Ready to talk?" Mobius asks.

"Not to you" Loki replies.

"Well you're not talking to her" Mobius informs him "You like her don't you? She's very pretty" Mobius teases. "

I hadn't noticed" Loki replies flatly.

"You definitely have, you like her" Mobius goads him on.

"No I don't" Loki insists.

"I'll tell you what, you cooperate and I'll let you see her some more" Mobius offers.

"Well.....what do you need to know?" Loki asks hesitantly and it's at that time that I storm off upset that I was being used as a bargaining chip like that.

• • •

   Later that evening I sit in the archives adding my final notes to files assigned to me when Mobius approaches me "You disappeared earlier kid" he says.

"Yeah because I don't want to be used as bait without my consent" I huff.

"Oh come on, I thought you wanted things to be more exciting?" Mobius teases.

"He terrifies me Mobius" I admit looking up at him.

"He can't terrify you that much, you went in to see him alone with no one around" Mobius points out.

"It was a mistake, he's dangerous" I reply.

"More dangerous than your Loki? He destroyed a city" Mobius asks.

"I never met mine, there's a difference" I argue.

"He had a chance to hurt you 100 times over and he didn't" Mobius notes.

"Well maybe he likes to play with his food" I snap.

"He doesn't eat people" Mobius laughs.

"That's not what I meant.....nevermind" I sigh.

"Well it's late, I gotta get some rest to deal with him tomorrow, don't stay down here all night" Mobius says.

"Goodnight Mobius" I reply.

"Goodnight agent" Mobius answers before disappearing around the corner.

      After finishing my reports I head towards the elevator and what I should have done was press the button for 33 but I didn't press that one, instead I pressed the button for 44 where the holding cells were and waited for the doors to open revealing a hunter standing guard outside the wing.

"I need to speak to Variant 11037" I tell them.

"Variant 11037 is in maximum security, cell M-42" they reply.

"Thank you" I nod heading through the large iron doors toward maximum security located in a separated section in the back it consisted of only 4 cells that were larger and made with extra layers of iron and stone to avoid breakouts but it also made them virtually soundproof meaning if I needed help, no one would hear me.

        I stand in front of the doors to maximum where I could turn back but instead I lift my badge to the reader and wait while the light turns green, then again at door M-42 and my heart pounds as I hold my breath waiting for the door to slide open before stepping in and letting it close behind me.

    Loki sits up on the bed in the corner and smiles at me "Well hello there" he growls "Come to finish what we started darling?" Loki asks walking towards me "You're trembling pet" he comments waiting for me to answer but I can't "You needn't be afraid, I would never hurt you" Loki tells me lightly grabbing my chin between his thumb and forefinger and pressing his lips to mine again "Unless you wanted me to that is" he adds. 

"W-What?" I stutter.

"Oh come on, don't act so innocent" Loki chuckles "Just the usual...biting, scratching, spanking and choking" he explains "Maybe a bit of hair pulling" Loki purrs snaking his hand up the back of my neck into my hair and tugging on it to pull my head back and expose my neck biting down on my pulse eliciting a moan from me while his soft lips travel up to my cheek "Can you be a good girl?" Loki purrs.

"Yes" I whisper.

      My pupils dilate as I watch him remove his jacket and toss it over the chair followed by his vest and tie before rolling up his sleeves and walking back to me reaching out with his large hands and ripping my shirt open to reveal a black lace bra then after removing my shirt Loki tugs on my belt taking it off and pulling my pants down for me to step out of and revealing matching lace panties "Fucking gorgeous" he growls.

"Thank you sir" I reply quietly throwing Loki off for a moment.

"Oh. Well you're welcome sweet girl" he purrs smiling at me "Now kneel" Loki commands, I make sure to kiss him and nip at his neck as I do and then watch as he unfastens his belt and pants and removes his cock stroking it, long and hard, the tip red and ready for release "Go on, take it" Loki purrs but I'm distracted with the realization of how large he is and wonder what he'll feel like when he inevitably ends up inside me "What are you thinking about pet, focus on me" Loki instructs grabbing my chin.

"Sorry sir" I mumble reaching out and wrapping my hand around him to stroke his shaft slowly before leaning forward to lick the tip where a bead of cum had started to form and then swirling my tongue around the tip I take him into my mouth.

  "Fuuuck" Loki groans gripping my hair in his fist while I bob my head moving my mouth along his length occasionally scraping my teeth on his shaft and flattening my tongue against it before returning to the tip and pumping my hand along him faster and faster. 

      Loki bucks his hips and tosses his head back in ecstasy "Yes....fuck....don't stop...." he moans as his cock twitches signaling me to stroke him faster until he slams his hand into the stone wall behind me and throws his head forward "Shit....I'm cuming" he growls releasing his load into my mouth in long ropes and loosening his grip on my hair "You're such a good girl" Loki groans as I slide my mouth slowly off him and then looks down at me with a smile as he tucks his spent cock away "Come here" Loki instructs pulling me up and pressing his forehead to mine before kissing my lips again, only this time his kiss is different, almost desperate and thankful as he backs me against the table lifting me up to sit on it "Your turn princess" Loki purrs taking his shirt off to reveal a toned chest which I immediately begin to cover in kisses earning a chuckle from Loki "I said your turn" he repeats laying me back and yanking my underwear off, then spreading my legs he begins to nip at my thighs, his horned crown fading away as he does so, giving me a hint that he was powerful enough to do slight magic here.

        With his hands hooked on my thighs Loki reaches my aching cunt "You're so wet" he purrs against me before dragging his tongue between my folds.

"I've been wet for you all day sir" I admit with a whine.

"Oh I know beautiful, I know" Loki replies lifting his head up "And now the curious kitty can finally get her satisfaction" he growls inserting two fingers inside me.

"Please...." I moan.

"You'll have it princess, I promise" Loki purrs pumping and curling his digits slowly while his tongue flicks my clit.

"Lo-okiii" I moan arching my back as he slides in a third digit.

"That's right beautiful, use my name" Loki growls.

"Loki please.....oh god" I moan gripping the table tightly while Loki fucks me faster with his fingers, pressure building in my abdomen leading towards my orgasm.

"Go ahead, cum for me gorgeous, be a good girl" Loki purrs using his thumb to circle my clit and sending me over the edge.

  "I'm gonna cum...." I whine as my walls clench around Loki's fingers and I cum gushing on them and the table beneath me, Loki removes his fingers and dips his head down to lap me up as I lay there shaking and panting.

      I feel Loki's strong hands on me has he sits me up and pulls me against him "Shhh, I know" he whispers, his skin against mine an odd comfort for me "You did so well darling" he praises me, overcome by my own urges I begin to nip at Loki's neck and kiss his lips, I'd been so lonely and I hadn't realized it until now "You need to go princess" Loki mutters against my lips but I ignore him and continue with my desperate kisses "Hey...." Loki says sternly pushing me back "You need to go, come on" he says helping me down and handing me my clothing piece by piece to put back on.

"Loki..." I protest "You can't be here pet, now go" Loki argues and I know he's right so I dress to leave "My pet..." he calls after me and I turn to look at him "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did" Loki winks as the door closes.

• • •

   The next day I notice that Mobius is at his desk most of the day which I find odd "Not questioning Loki today?" I ask. "

"No I left him in there with the welcome video on repeat" Mobius chuckles.

"That's worse than the time cell Mobius!" I snap getting up to find what theater he put Loki in.

    Mobius chases me down the hallways "Wait! Come on why do you care?" Mobius asks.

"You want to piss off someone that powerful?! Because I don't!" I exclaim.

"He's in 25" Mobius reveals.

     Upon our arrival we find that Loki has broken the projector and is now arguing with Miss Minutes, our resident hologram "Come here you incessant little beast!" Loki growls trying to swat her.

"You have no manners!" Miss Minutes shouts back and at this point I can't contain my laughter any longer gaining their attention.

"We'll take it from here Miss, thank you" Mobius says politely and Miss Minutes vanishes.

"Wretched little thing" Loki hisses straightening his jacket "If you hadn't broken that" Mobius points at the projector "She wouldn't have showed up" he explains.

"If you hadn't left that horrible after school special on I wouldn't have broken it!" Loki bellows.

   "Boys! Cut it out" I yell.

"Agent..." Loki mutters, apparently he hadn't noticed me when we came in.

"Yes hello" I say curtly to keep Mobius from catching on.

"Listen, I want to offer you a chance to work with us, help us" Mobius says.

"I've got my own universe to get back to" Loki huffs.

"Eh, not so much" Mobius shrugs.

"What?!" Loki and I both ask shocked.

"You were never supposed to win Loki" Mobius answers "What's one less universe in the grand scheme of things huh?" he adds.

"Why you half witted...." Loki starts as he lurches toward Mobius.

"No! Stop!" I shout knowing that Mobius has a pruning device on him.

"Don't Loki please" I beg.

"Why?! What are my options?! Stay trapped here or..." he looks at me.

"Be pruned and damned to the void for however long you survive" I explain.

     Loki scoffs and walks off while Mobius grabs me taking me out of the room "That was really stupid" he scolds when we get outside.

"I do that sometimes" I shrug.

"Thank you" Mobius replies.

"I didn't do it for you, I did it to protect him" I confess.

"I know that" Mobius winks "Now see if you can't convince him to work with us huh?" Mobius asks "I'll give you an hour" he adds.

"I won't need it" I reply confidently as I walk back in the room.

     Loki still stands with his back to me "I know what you're feeling" I say.

"I'll bet" Loki laughs "Why did you choose to stay" he asks.

"I didn't want to die" I answer honestly.

"What have I got to lose? I'd rather take my chances in the void, whatever it is, there's nothing for me here" Loki sighs.

"I'm here" I say softly.

     Time seems to drag as I stand there waiting for Loki to respond until finally he turns to look at me "That's cute little one" Loki chuckles "Come here" he beckons opening his arms to me and pulling me into a kiss "Very cute" he purrs.

"Please just try Loki?" I ask him.

"I just met you, why would I do anything for you?" Loki asks.

"Because the sex we had last night was fantastic and you want more" I answer coyly.

"It was good" Loki agrees "And I'm not finished with you yet" he adds "Go tell your master I'll stay" Loki sighs.

"He's not my master" I whisper kissing Loki deeply "You are" I wink walking out.

    Outside the theater I find Mobius "He'll do it" I tell him.

"Great, I'll get him briefed" Mobius answers.

"You're not going to wipe his memory so he'll be more complaint are you?" I ask.

"No, I need his memories" Mobius answers.

"Good" I say smiling softly before walking away but not before hearing Loki as Mobius enters "Where is she? Did you send her away?" he sounded stressed and it made me stop.

"Don't worry lover boy, you'll see her soon" Mobius teases him "I'm not in love, I just prefer her to you is all" Loki huffs.

• • •

   Back in the archives Mobius approaches me "Why are you always in here?" he asks me.

"Because I hate my desk" I answer.

"Ok then, did you know he could access his magic here?" Mobius asks.

"A little yeah" I nod "I figured it had something to do with everything going to shit" I add.

"Loki and his magic aren't something I want to deal with" Mobius sighs.

"Then don't piss him off" I smirk.

"Thank you for your invaluable advice agent" Mobius laughs "I'm calling it a night and you should too" he adds rounding the corner.

Not long after that, I clean up the table clearing all the files I was working on and head back to my quarters.

   After I've showered and changed into my pjs I pour myself a glass of wine and plop down on my sofa with a heavy sigh when there's a knock at my door "I thought you were calling it a night" I grumble heading to it and swinging it open "What do you ....Loki" I gasp when I discover it's him at my door.

"Can I come in?" he asks.

"Umm....yeah" I stutter moving out of his way and closing the door which he immediately pins me to and begins to kiss me "Loki.." I mumble against his lips.

"Shhh" he mutters.

"No....Loki..." I try again "Loki...stop" I say again finally getting him to pull away "I need to lock the door" I explain turning the deadbolt and latching the chain "Ok, now why aren't you in your cell?" I ask.

"I slipped away" Loki smirks.

"Alright fine" I huff grabbing my temp pad and calling up Mobius.

"What's up kiddo?" he answers "Please stop calling me kiddo" I sigh.

"Ok, what can do for you agent?" he teases.

"What's this doing here?" I ask turning the pad to face Loki.

"I told it that it could go there if you allowed" Mobius answers.

"I am not an it" Loki grumbles.

"So he didn't sneak away?" I ask prompting a roaring laugh to leave Mobius.

"Is that what he told you?!" he asks amused.

"No, I just wanted to make sure" I lie "Talk later" I add closing the pad.

    Loki stares at me for a moment "Why did you lie?" he asks.

"I don't know actually" I answer.

"Well that's a huge red flag that I'm going to elect to ignore" Loki says with a smirk.

"Oh that's rich coming from you, silver tongued god of lies" I retort as he approaches me and pulls me into a kiss.

"Im going to have a lot of fun tonight" he growls picking me up and carrying me to the bedroom.

    Once he gets me there Loki is immediately on me kissing me as his hands roam my body "I can't wait to fuck you" he growls "To hear you scream my name as you writhe with pleasure" he continues with his lips moving down my neck.

"What makes you think that you get to fuck me?" I ask.

"Your dilated pupils and your trembling lip to name a few" Loki answers, running his thumb over my bottom lip "I can practically smell the arousal on you" he purrs. Before I know it he's removing my clothes and his own until I stand before him in just my panties "Fuck you're beautiful" he growls.

"Thank you sir" I purr.

"Can you be a good girl for me" Loki asks.

"Yes" I answer.

"Good, I'm going to tie you up tonight" Loki tells me, I nod as he lifts me up and tosses me on the bed straddling me and binding my wrists with his belt to my headboard.

    I lay there trembling waiting for his next move when I feel a cold sensation against my skin and look to see Loki dragging the blade of his dagger lightly along my abdomen and using it to cut my underwear off before holding the blade to my cheek as he hovers over me "Are you frightened pet?" he growls.

"No" I shake my head.

"Why not?" Loki asks.

"You said you'd never hurt me" I answer.

"Such a good listener" Loki smiles "I won't hurt you pretty girl" he purrs dragging the blade along my collar bone before making it disappear.

    Loki grabs my chin and kisses me hard forcing his tongue inside my mouth "Oh the things I want to do to you, but where to start?" Loki hums "Here?" he growls cupping my wet core and earning a groan from me "No" he says leaving an open handed slap against my pussy causing me to groan "Maybe here?" Loki asks cupping my breasts in his hands and rubbing my nipples with his thumbs.

"Ungh.....fuck" I moan.

"Do you like the way I touch you?" Loki purrs.

"Yes sir" I whine.

"Do you want this?" Loki asks stroking his cock.

"God yes, please Loki" I beg opening my legs for him.

       Loki teases my entrance before starting to push into me, his cock stretching me to accommodate it while I wince and pull on my restraints whining "Shh, I know pretty girl, I know. It's okay" Loki whispers caressing my thighs. The pain is almost unbearable as Loki sinks further inside me finally reaching his base "You're such a good girl" he moans kissing me as he starts to move inside me, then lifting my legs up places them over his shoulders and wraps his hand around my throat fucking me hard "You're my perfect little slut" Loki growls through a clenched jaw.

        Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd actually enjoy being degraded the way Loki was doing so now but I reveled in it and even played into it "Fuck me Loki" I whine at him.

"Yes, beg for it" Loki groans dropping my legs from his shoulders then hooking his hands behind my knees and lifting my butt off the bed to fuck me harder, the motion lightly pulling on my restraints and arms.

"Lo-oki....yes" I cry out, then suddenly Loki unlatches my hands from the bed flipping us over to enter me from behind and I feel a sting on my rear and it registers Loki had slapped it with his open hand "Again" I beg biting my lower lip and he obliges spanking me again "Again Loki" I moan, my bound hands gripping the sheets, his lips pressed to my back as he slaps me again and again until he throws me on my back thrusting back inside of me with one hand wrapped around my throat and the other thumbing my clit.

"Shit I'm gonna cum" Loki growls.

       Caught up in the moment I cry out "Fill me with your cum Loki, please I want it" I beg.

"Gods yes...." Loki moans loudly burying his face in my neck and releasing ropes of his seed inside me.

"Oh yes. Thank you Loki" I moan as I cum bucking hard against him.

"That's a good girl" Loki purrs fucking me through it until I finally still.

      A satisfied groan emits from Loki as he slides out of me and drops down beside me "Come here, give me your wrists" he says softly, unbinding them and tossing the binding to the side.

"Thank you" I say quietly while rubbing my wrists.

I feel Loki's large hands on them and look up at him "Are you hurt?" he asks, a hint of concern in his eyes.

"No, I'm ok" I tell him.

"Good" Loki smiles looking relieved "Because there is more where that came from and I need to know you can handle it" he adds.

"More? Like what?" I ask.

"Darling I have so much to teach you" Loki purrs "There are so many ways to satisfy you, to play with you" he says in a soft voice leaning down to kiss me "To love you" he whispers making me sit up quickly.

"Say that again" I insist.

"No" Loki declines.

"Say it" I press.

"No....that's not even what I meant" Loki insists.

   Kneeling in front of him I grab his cock and stroke it "Say it again" I purr.

"No" Loki growls through clenched teeth.

"You will" I reply.

"Not likely" Loki groans not able to control his cock hardening in my hand.

       Straddling him I grab his chin forcing him to look at me as I slide down onto him "Say it" I insist again.

"There's nothing to say" Loki replies. My hands are planted firmly on his shoulders as I begin to rock on top of him "You bitch" Loki growls.

"Just say it" I groan.

"You seem to have me confused with someone who cares for you" Loki grunts "Fuck.... woman please!" he hisses but I continue my torture until Loki tosses his head back and cries out "Alright! I do care about you dammit!" he confesses.

      Rewarding him for his honesty I ride him crashing my lips against his "Oh gods..... thank you" Loki says between moans, then without notice flips me around to lay me on my back and hovers over me "Although, it was unwise to tease me" Loki growls teasing my folds with his tip, pushing between them to tease my entrance and then pulling away.

"Lokiiii" I whine.

"Not so fun from the other side is it?" Loki teases dragging his tip between my folds and over my clit.

"Fuck! I'm sorry Loki! Please!" I beg him.

"Do you want your masters cock?" Loki purrs.

A "Yes! Please I need your cock master, I need you to fuck me" I beg more.

"You don't deserve to be rewarded, you were so naughty" Loki answers.

"Please master, please I'll do anything" I beg.

"Anything?" Loki asks.

"Yes, anything" I confirm.

"Tell me you love me" Loki demands.

"What?!" I ask shocked.

"Tell me you love me and I'll give you the release you crave" Loki replies.

"I don't love you" I argue.

"I'm not going to lie" I tell him trying to slide out from under him.

"I don't believe you" Loki tells me stopping me.

"How could I be in love with someone I just met?" I ask him.

"You tell me" Loki smirks.

"I can't because I don't love you" I insist.

"Yet you were willing to risk your life for mine today" Loki points out.

"I don't love you, but I do care for you and I don't want to lose you" I admit.

"Good enough" Loki smirks thrusting into me and fucking me hard slamming his hips against mine until he cums spilling his seed inside me and sends me toppling over the edge myself.

• • •

     Mobius leans back in his chair with a smirk "How was your night?" he asks.

"Don't" I warn him.

"What? I'm genuinely curious how your night was?" Mobius chuckles.

"I will make you regret it" I warn him again.

"Did you have a nice time?" he teases some more obviously not taking my warning seriously.

In an effort to teach him a lesson I slide my chair closer and lean in speaking in a low voice "It was fantastic, Loki kept me in pure orgasmic bliss for most of it of course, oh the things he can do.." I gush.

"Yep ok I'm sorry!" Mobius chirps getting up quickly as I throw my head back in laughter and slide back to my desk.

"What's so funny?" Loki asks, I hadn't seen him walk in.

"Nothing" we both reply.

"Right, ok" Loki replies unconvinced.

"We weren't talking about you mischief" I assure him.

"Don't call me that" Loki huffs.

"Aww, he's mad" I tease looking at Mobius.

"The void seems like a better option with every moment that passes" Loki grumbles walking away.

"Wait! Loki!" I holler after him.

      Finally catching up with him at the elevator I try to talk to him "Loki I'm sorry" I offer.

"I don't care, my feelings aren't so easily hurt pet" Loki says to me in a snarky tone.

"Oh ok, good" I reply turning to walk off.

"Wait,..." Loki calls after me.

"Yeah?" I answer turning back.

"Can you um, can you show me around the archives maybe?" Loki asks.

"Oh, yeah of course" I follow him into the elevator and take him to the archives stepping out quickly when the doors open "I hate elevators" I mutter.

"Really?" Loki asks amused.

"Yes, little glass boxes of death" I shudder.

"That's being a bit dramatic" Loki laughs.

"Whatever" I sigh walking away.

      As we walk through the archives I do my best to explain them to Loki "So it's a lot like a library, alphabetical order and what not, but still different" I say "In a library you have your genres, those don't exist here obviously but there are classifications and such" I continue.

"And the dark spooky corner?" Loki asks.

"Corrupted timelines....or universes I guess, where they converged and destroyed one another" I explain bringing him over to it.

"Fascinating" Loki mumbles pulling me into the dark corner for a passionate kiss "Seems like a perfect place to hide too" he purrs kissing my neck.

"Loki no" I protest but it goes unheard as Loki pulls my skirt up and moves my underwear to the side slipping his fingers inside me "Loki....not here..." I gasp quietly against his shoulder.

"You don't like a little danger?" Loki growls biting my neck.

     When I'm around Loki he ignites something in me that makes me act like a completely reckless fool and it was happening now "If you're going to fuck me then do it properly and use your cock" I hiss eliciting a laugh from Loki. He crashes his lips into mine while I hear the metallic of his belt buckle and swish of his zipper before feeling him push into me and bottom out.

"Oh...." Loki moans against my neck.

"Don't cum too quickly now" I tease him.

"Darling I'd never finish before I'm expected to" Loki smirks as he thrusts hard up into me.

"Oh....fuck...." I moan quietly prompting Loki to cover my mouth with one of his large hands.

"Shh, quiet little one" he purrs moving his hand away to cover my mouth with his own and swallow my moans while he continues to fuck me, his cock massaging my velvet walls as it twitches inside me, every thrust building the pressure inside my abdomen until my orgasm looms moments away.

"Master may I cum?" I moan in his ear.

"Yes you may beautiful girl" Loki purrs in response and I let go gushing on him and bucking against him.

"Oh gods....you're such a good girl.....you're my good girl...." Loki moans cuming with me and fucking me through it.

       I pant and whimper against Loki as quietly as I can while he drops my legs so I can stand up "I know....Shh I know" Loki soothes "Let's get you cleaned up" he whispers, after tucking himself away Loki waves his hand to dry my thighs and pulls my skirt down.

"You know before this whole mess you wouldn't have been able to use that magic" I comment.

"What mess?" Loki asks.

"The sacred timeline being broken" I answer "Magic didnt work here" I explain.

"Glad that's fixed" Loki winks placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I have to get back now" I tell him.

"It's lovely having you around pet" he purrs "Thank you" I tell him.

"Run along then" Loki smiles patting me on the butt as I walk by.

• • •

        Later that night I sit hunched over a table full of files in the archives making notes when Loki sneaks up behind me wrapping his arms around me and kisses me on the cheek "What are you still doing down here pet?" He purrs.

"Working" I answer.

"Rubbish, its late, come up with me and have some fun" Loki insists.

"I do need a bit of recovery time you know" I say raising an eyebrow.

"But do you need it tonight?" Loki asks.

"Ummm, no, I don't think so" I reply.

"Then lets go" Loki growls pulling on me.

"Hold on! I have to tidy these files up first" I squeal as Loki pinches my sides.

"I don't like to be kept waiting" Loki groans.

"I just need to drop these on my desk and we can go" I explain.

     After visiting my desk we board the elevator and wait as it rises to my floor, Loki looks at me leaning in close "Cameras" I warn him and he pulls away quickly. We both rush down the hall to my door and I let us in quickly slamming it behind me only to be pressed against it by Loki as he kisses me flooding my mouth with his tongue then pulling away.

"Undress" he commands.

"Yes master" I answer removing my clothing piece by piece until I'm naked in front of him.

"Very good, now bend over" Loki instructs pointing at the sofa. My hands grip the back tightly as I bend over behind it exposing my wet cunt to Loki.

     He's silent for a moment before I hear the metallic of his belt and he kicks my legs wider apart cupping me in his hand and massaging my throbbing pussy "Oh god...." I whimper quietly.

"That's exactly what I am pet" Loki purrs teasing me with his tip before pushing into me down to his base, then pulling out and doing it again "Fuck, you're so nice and tight" he growls.

        Loki grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls as he starts to pound into me "Yes......fuck me daddy please" I beg feeling Loki pull out of me and spin me around.

"Be a good girl then and suck daddy's cock" Loki growls.

"Yes sir" I reply sinking to my knees, taking him in my mouth and swirling my tongue around him as I suck.

"Gods yes...." Loki moans, his fist gripping my hair in a tight bun as I suck on him bobbing my head quickly and stroking his shaft. I drag my teeth along his length and swirl my tongue sucking on him as he twitches in my mouth  "Shit... gods I'm gonna cum..." Loki groans pulling out of my mouth, ropes of his warm cum spill onto my face as he strokes himself "Fuck" Loki mutters while he stands there panting, cum dripping from his tip.

     I decide to lean forward and lick it for him cleaning it off "Oh....good girl" Loki moans looking down at me "Look at you, covered in my cum like a good pet" he purrs grabbing my chin "Stand up and go clean yourself off" he commands "Yes master" I nod walking to the kitchen for a hand towel and cleaning my face off as I was told to and then head back towards Loki who's removed his clothing now.

"Sit" he instructs motioning to the sofa and I do immediately. Loki drops to his knees and grabs my legs pushing them open and pulling me to the front of the cushion before dipping his head down and licking a stripe between my folds.

"Loki!" I cry out throwing my head back and gripping his hair in my hand while bucking my hips as him "Oh.....Loki.....don't stop" I moan and beg while Loki laps at me and sucks on my clit slipping two fingers inside me, pumping and curling them faster and harder  "Loki.....master....please.....I'm gonna...." I manage between moans.

"Cum for me, cum for your master" Loki growls at me fucking me even harder and faster with his fingers.

"Loki.....oh god Loki yes...." I cry out lifting my hips off the cushion and arching my back as I cum soaking Loki and my own thighs.

"That's it, good girl" Loki purrs sliding his fingers from me and putting them in his mouth "Delicious" he smirks and I throw myself forward wrapping my arms around him.

"Wh-What are you doing?" he asks confused.

"Please hold me" I beg as Loki sighs "Just for a minute" I plead and soon I feel Loki's arms slowly wrap around me as my lips brush his ear gently "Can I keep you Loki?" I whisper.

"Of course you can" Loki replies kissing my cheek "I think it's time for bed pet" Loki suggests.

Over the last year you had grown close to the God, being born with powers you didn't understand, let alone control had made your life burdensome. You didn't have many friends, your family had basically disowned you, dropping you at an orphanage. Apparently you were too unpredictable for them to handle. But Loki had taken you under his wing, helped you understand your abilities, even training you to control them. On more then one occasion telling you how proud he was of you....calling you his "little witch" making your heart flutter.

You wandered over to his personal books, ones he had been able to save and being back with him when they had to leave Asgard and come to earth. You pulled out one of the larger volumes, Your fingers running over the golden runes inscribed on the cover. Tucking it under your arm remembering you could translate it with your phone you walked back towards the door, glancing around seeing his daggers displayed on the wall, his desk neatly organized not a thing out of place. A warm feeling running over you picturing him laying on the couch reading...sitting at the desk writing some long letter, his long slender fingers wrapped around his pen.

A shudder running through you thinking about those fingers gliding aross your skin, gently wrapping around your throat as he took what he wanted from you, claiming you for his. You shook the images out of your head remembering he was your friend, your mentor, your teacher. He would never see you as you saw him. Sighing you hugged the book to your chest, grabbing the knob turning the lights off as you closed his door, smiling as you made your way back to your room excited to see what knowledge the book contained.

"AGAIN!" Loki yelled, throwing another green blast at you, deflecting it just in time as another came out of nowhere knocking you off your feet. You laid on your back trying to catch your breath when he came over looking down at you "have you not kept up your training in my absence?" He asked crossing his arms "y...yes...i...have." You panted grabbing your chest "then you would not be so easy to defeat. On your feet, we are going again." He said sternly walking out of your vision. You sat up watching him walk to the other side of the room, he looked powerful, regal, you would give him the world if you could. "I said up...now!" He yelled making you jump.

You got to your feet, bringing your hands up holding them out emitting a purple glow, watching his glow green. "This time you shall have no warning, you must react on instinct y/n." He said as you nodded, planting your feet in a defensive stance, watching him slowly stalk around you. Your anxiety rose as your eyes followed him, traveling between his hands and his face seeing him smirk. You saw something in your peripheral, turning slightly to see what it was you were hit in the chest hard by Loki's seidr, once again landing on your back. "Y/n where are you? You are not focusing!" He yelled as you sat up rubbing your chest.

"Loki, I'm only....ow human. What do you...." you were cut off as he drug you up to your feet, gripping your shoulders "you are not merely human y/n, your are...more." He said clenching his jaw "and I expect more from you then what you are giving me." He snapped as you looked to the floor "i..I'm sorry, it's just.." you started "don't be sorry, be better. How am i to be sure you will be alright out there hmm?" He asked as you looked back up at him, the green of his eyes seeming to glow "how will I know...." he started, feeling his thumb rubbing your arm, his eyes shooting to your lips and back. "Loki..." you whispered when he dropped his hands "I expect better next session." He said storming towards the door, leaving you alone with your wounded pride.

You made it back to your room, the look of disappointment on Loki's face was burned into your mind as you walked to the bathroom. You knew when he came back from missions he was like this. Harder, firmer, more demanding, but it didn't hurt any less seeing that look. "I'll never be good enough." You sighed, turning the shower on you slipped your training clothes off, throwing them in the corner as you stepped into the shower, the hot water making you wince as it hit your sore muscles. You wanted to be better, to impress him but it seemed to be a losing battle. You sighed, wrapping a towel around you you walked into your bedroom. Putting on a tank top and some sleep shorts you walked into the living room.

Flopping down on the couch you saw Loki's book on the coffee table. You hadn't had a chance to look at it yet with everything that had been going on, but now would be as good a time as any. You got up, grabbing your phone and a piece of paper and pen you sat back down, opening the book to a random page seeing the runes running along one side, a picture of a heart engulphed in flames on the other. You slid to the floor, opening your phone you went down the page finding the word for each rune writing down the translation, smiling as you reached the end. "Ok, now let's see what your saying." You said to yourself leaning back.

Hearts Desire

Suns shine, and moons shimmer,

Love and passion meet in shadow,

The fire burns, the flames grow higher,

The body yearns, the hunger grows,

Only sated by your hearts desire...

As you recited the last line you saw the book begin to glow on the table, the runes shimmering with a gold light on the page before suddenly stopping. "What the..." you said to yourself, running your fingers across the page feeling a shock in your fingers making you pull your hand back. "Ooook, I think that's enough reading for tonight." You said, carefully closing the book you put you phone down as you stood up feeling light headed. "Time for bed." You said Turning the lights off you climbed under the covers. Knowing you had another training session with Loki tomorrow you closed your eyes, willing sleep to take you.

You rolled over, groaning as the blankets stuck to your damp skin. Looking at the clock seeing it was just past midnight you sighed. You put your hand on your forehead wiping the sweat away "why is it so hot in here?" You breathed, throwing the covers off you went to stand feeling your knees try to buckle. "I better not be getting sick" you said to yourself slowly making your way to the thermostat seeing it was still set at a cool sixty degrees. "What the hell." You turned on the ac, going back to bed you layed down, the cool sheets making you sigh as you closed your eyes trying to go back to sleep.

Images flashed in your mind. Long dark hair...deep green eyes that seemed to penatrate your soul...long fingers running up your thighs, moving up to slowly caress your clit..."Come to me darling...I need you." You heard furrowing your eyebrows feeling the fingers slide down towards your entrance. "Come....now!" The voice growled as the fingers pushed inside you waking you with a gasp. You shot up, looking around into the dark room seeing you were alone "Holy hell." You panted rubbing your eyes. You scooted forward feeling the wetness between your legs, your body covered in a sheen of sweat "maybe a shower will help." You sighed, scooting off the bed, the friction of your shorts against your core making moan as you braced the wall. "That must have been some dream." You thought making your way to the bathroom.

You turned on the cold water, stepping inside you let out a deep breath. You felt like your were burning from the inside out. You closed your eyes standing under the spray when the images returned. You hand slowly sliding down between your thighs, opening yourself up as you saw Loki...standing before you In nothing but his leather pants, slowly stalking towards you with a hunger in his eyes "come to me pet...I must have you." He purred, reaching out his large hand he wrapped it around your throat, his eyes boring into you. You worked your fingers through your folds, circling your clit feeling a shiver run through you as he leaned down, feeling his breath on your neck "I will give you pleasure as you have never known...all you must do is...come." He said sternly.

"L..loki..." you moaned, feeling your orgasm wash over you, pressing your thighs together at the feeling. You opened your eyes seeing the white tile wall "god...if only." You panted. You finished washing up, wrapping a towel around you you grabbed another tank top and clean shorts you sat on the bed, the pressure on your core making you moan. "What is happening?" You said to yourself shaking your head. You had dreamt of Loki before...numerous times but usually a little self care would sate your lust until the next dream, but now it only seemed to make things worse. You slipped your clothes on, feeling your body begin to heat up again, worse then before. "A...am I dying?" You said to yourself, gripping the side of the bed goaning as another wave of pleasure rolled over you.

Your eyes shot open remembering the book, the letters glowing as you read from it. "Oh shit...I cursed myself." You said rubbing your temples feeling sweat beading on your skin. "L...loki! I need to talk to loki, he'll...ahhh...know what to do." You moaned, slowly standing up feeling another wave push through you. Looking over seeing it was past two in the morning. "Well, I hope he's awake." You sighed, making your way to the door, nails digging into the handle as a another wave washed over you, your core feeling like it's om fire "I....ahh....better hurry." You moaned, quickly making your way to the elevator you pressed the button hard as the next wave hit you making you knees buckle. "Aahh fuck.." you moaned gripping the wall.

You made it to his floor, slowly walking out of the elevator you braced yourself on the wall, another hit you hard bringing you to your knees. "Holy shit..." you panted, standing up you felt the wetness between your thighs soaking your shorts. "L..loki..." you moaned making it to his door. You pressed your forehead to it, sighing as the cold wood met your hot skin. "Loki..." you breathed, knocking to be met with silence. Your thighs clenched together as you tried to knock again, still not getting a response you gripped the handle, turning it finding it unlocked. "Oh thank God." You sighed slowly pushing the door open.

You stepped inside, quietly closing the door looking around the dark room. Your body shivered as the scent of pine and sandalwood washed over you. You shook your head, trying to clear your thoughts "Lo..." you started, wincing feeling the skin under your ear burn, putting your hand over it feeling your skin hot to the touch. "Fuck.." you whispered looking back across the room, seeing the bedroom door slightly ajar. You walked towards it, you mind getting hazier the closer you got. "L..loki..." you whispered, slowly pushing the door open, the moonlight streaming through the window giving the room a soft glow when your eyes met his sleeping form, biting your lip seeing the sheet pooled around his hips, revealing his bare chest.

You opened your mouth trying to say his name, a moan coming out in its place as you gripped the door knob, leaning over as your head swam. Squeezing your thighs together you stood up, your vision hazy as you walked towards the bed, slowly making your way across the bed, running your fingers along the soft sheets looking down at him. You stood at the side of the large bed, his long hair splayed across the pillow making your hand twitch, you needed to touch it...now. You leaned down, slowly sliding back the sheets hearing him groan lightly as you climbed in next to him, carefully scooting towards him pressing your front to his side hearing him sigh.

You leaned up on your elbow, reaching your hand up you gently moved his hair exposing his long neck, smiling seeing a small freckle under his ear. You leaned down pressing a gentle kiss to it, his skin warm on your lips hearing him groan. You continued peppering small kisses to his neck as your hand slowly slid across his stomach, moaning as your fingers found the light patch of hair that traveled down. flattening your palm your hand slid down, feeling his muscles tense as your fingers grazed his adonis belt. "Loki.." you whispered against his skin as you went lower, your fingers running through the tuft of hair just above what you wanted most. "Y/n.." he moaned softly, freezing hearing him say your name, looking up seeing his eyes still closed.

Was he dreaming about you..you thought as your lips pressed back to his skin feeling his head turn slightly. Your pressed your thigh over his as your hand found what it was searching for, smiling feeling him hard as you slowly wrapped your fingers around him, groaning as you realized you couldn't get them all the way around him. "Mmm..god..." you moaned into his neck as you slowly moved your hand up and down, stoking him as you teeth grazed his skin. You groaned feeling him twitch in your hand as his hips rocked upwards meeting your strokes. "Mmm... I need you so bad." You whispered into his ear hearing his breath hitch.

You slowly rocked your hips against his thigh in rhythm with your hand. Tightening your grip you stoked him harder, your lips traveling to his collar bone as you squeezed your thigh against him, the friction on your clit sending electricity through you. "Y...y/n..." he groaned as your teeth grazed his collar bone. "Loki..." you breathed into his skin feeling him stiffen "w...what are you...ahhh...." he hissed grabbing your wrist stopping your movements. You looked up at him, his eyes wide as he stared at you "i...I need to feel you." You panted, releasing your grip on him you threw your leg over him, straddling his hips.

"Wait...y/n..." he trailed off trying to grab your hands as you tried to shift the sheet off of him. "P..please loki i...i need you." You panted, lifting your hips trying to get the sheet out from under you. "Y/n...stop this at once." He demanded as you looked into his eyes, a shudder running through you "i..I cant.." you whispered, leaning back you reached for the sheets again "Y/n...wait..." he said as you felt another wave slam into you, bracing yourself on his chest you rocked your hips against his erection, moaning at the friction when he suddenly bucked his hips, flipping you onto your back as he settled over you, pinning your wrists above your head in one large hand. He took in your appearance, seeing the sweat beading on your skin, your skin like fire under his hands. "What are you doing y/n?" He asked sternly as you dug your nails into your palm "i..need you." You whispered.

"You are not yourself, What did you do?" Loki asked sternly eyeing you. "Nothing! I just....please...." you pleaded, bringing your hips up as he pushed them back down with his other hand. "Y/n, I will not ask again, what..." he started as his eyes went to your neck, reaching up he grabbed your chin turning your head "all I did was borrow a few books while you were gone." You said shakely, feeling sweat pooling on your skin as his eyes met yours again "which books?" He asked still gripping your chin. "I..I don't know i..." you started "Dammit woman, which ones did you take?" He yelled making you shiver "i..I don't know the title...I just t..translated a page." You said shakely feeling your eyes burn. "P..please loki...I feel like I'm dying." You said feeling a tear escape your eye, traveling to your hair as he turned your head back.

He released your chin, his fingers ghosted over the skin of your neck, moaning when he touched where it burned the most, your thighs gripping his sides feeling another wave of arousal wash over you, your walls clenching around nothing. "Hearts desire..." he whispered splaying his large hand against your neck. "It appears you borrowed one of my spell books and...enchanted yourself." He said as his eyes met yours again. "A..m i...am I dying?" You whimpered feeling another tear fall as he wiped it away with his thumb "no my dear, you are not dying, not yet anyway" He said "but, your condition will worsen until you body becomes too hot and starts to shut down." He said feeling your forehead "how long ago did this happen?" He asked "a..a few hours or so." You said as he nodded. "H..how do I make it s..stop?" You asked shakely as he looked down "the only way to cure Hearts Desire is to become one with the one you...love." he whispered as your eyes widened.

A sob escaped you as he released your hands, leaning back slightly watching you "i...im s...sorry loki, I...I didn't want you to find out like this, or ever. i..." you cried, covering your face with your hands "I'm s...sorry." you said again as you shifted, trying to get out from under him when he grabbed your hips. "Where are you going?" He asked making you look at him "i...I've ruined everything with my stupidity and...." you rambled, feeling his finger prsss to your lips, it taking all your will power not to wrap your lips around it. "You need to calm down darling, your getting warmer." He said shifting closer to you "did you not hear me, your condition will worsen." He said sternly "i am going to help you." He said cupping your cheek "n..no! You don't have to do that, i..I'll just..." you trailed off "pleasure yourself? It will only make it worse." He said, gripping the sheets as you felt another roll through you, your nerve endings igniting making you whimper.

"Those sounds...you have no idea what you do to me my little witch." He groaned, pressing his hips to yours, feeling his erection rub against your clit "g..god....loki...." you moaned wrapping your arms around his back. "Let me take care of you." He whispered, leaning down pressing a kiss to your neck making your hips jerk. "I can smell you..." he groaned, rocking his hips into you as he leaned back, hooking his fingers under the band of your shorts, slowly sliding them down your legs "no panties hmm?" He purred, tossing them across the room. "I...they were dirty." You stuttered as he lowered himself back between your spread legs. "Oh, im sure they were my little vixen." He smiled, leaning down pressing a kiss to your collar bone.

You moaned feeling his hand slide up your thigh, slipping between you as his teeth grazed the top of your breast "mmm....you are soaking darling." He said, his long fingers gliding through your folds making you arch up into him. "P...please Loki...." you panted, screwing your eyes shut. You felt him shift, pulling the sheet from between you as his cock pressing into your thigh, precum smearing across your skin as he lined himself at your entrance "open those eyes for me, I want to see you as I take you." He growled. You opened your eyes, looking down seeing his cock begin to push into you. "Look at me." He said, as your eyes shot up to his "så vakker.." he whispered, pressing his hips forward, your nails digging into his back as he inched inside you, stretching you to your limit.

"Norns! Your so...warm, so...aahhh tight." He groaned, pressing his forehead to yours as he jerked his hips forward, knocking the wind out of you as he bottomed out. "Holy...fuck..." you panted, spreading your legs further apart as he pulled out to his tip, thrusting back in. You felt your body tingle as he slowly rocked in and out, keeping his pace slow. "L..loki....harder....fuck me....harder." you growled, sliding your hands down to his ass pulling him into you. "A...as you...mmm...wish." He growled, pulling out as he slammed into you, jolting you up the bed "oh fuck...yes..." you yelled, burying your face in his neck biting the skin under his ear hearing him growl.

"F...fuck....I can feel you...ahh squeezing me darling." He panted, snapping his hips hard, his pelvic bone hitting your clit with each thrust making your cry out. "I..I'm gonna..." you breathed, digging your nails into his cheeks as he pushed you up the bed. "Mm...min lille heks...ahhh...hvor jeg har lengtet etter deg." He said, slipping into his native tongue making you shudder. "kom for meg ... melk kuken min." He growled, slamming into you hard, your head hitting the headboard as your orgasm flooded over you, your walls clenching hard around him "c..come with me loki...fuck...let me feel you." You panted, feeling him twitch inside you as his hips met yours, holding himself in you as he spilled deep inside you. "Fuck...y/n J...Jeg elsker deg." He panted, dropping his head to your shoulder, his warm breath fanning against your skin.

He slowly pulled out, shifting to lay next to you as you stared at the ceiling. You pulled the sheet up covering yourself feeling your skin start to cool off, your mind clearing as you glanced over, seeing his eyes closed. You looked back to the ceiling, a knot forming in your stomach as you thought about what just happened. "Your thinking too loudly." He said making you look over at him, your eyes meeting his. "Im...I'm sorry Loki, about all of this." You said, pulling the sheet back starting to get up when you felt his hand on your shoulder pushing you back down as he leaned up on his elbow looking down at you

He reached up feeling your forehead smiling "how are you feeling my dear?" He asked tucking your hair behind your ear "b..better." you said looking down. "Is it true?" He asked, his eyes staring into you "umm..i...well you see..." you tried, looking back to the ceiling, feeling his fingers genlty grab your chin making you look at him. "Yes loki, it's true." You said gripping the sheet. He leaned down gently pressing his lips to yours, his tongue slowly sliding across your bottom lip. A warmth filled you, your toes curling feeling his tongue gently pass your lips, cupping your cheek as his tongue tangled with yours, his lips impossibly soft against your own as he claimed your mouth, biting your lip as he pulled back looking at. "Be mine y/n." He breathed, pressing his forehead to yours "i..what?" You asked tilting your head up "I have wanted you for so long, i would like to court you." He said smiling "y..yes Loki, I would like that very much." You smiled back as he pulled you towards him, laying on his back guiding your head to his shoulder "get some rest my dear, we can talk more tomorrow." He said running his fingers through your hair as you wrapped your arm around his middle "and y/n...no more books." He said making you laugh "ok, no more books." You agreed, closing your eyes slipping off to sleep listening to the steady beat of his heart....

Translations-

hvor jeg har lengtet etter deg-how i have longed for you

min lille heks-my little witch

Jeg elsker deg-i love you

kom for meg ... melk kuken min-come for me...milk my cock

så vakker-so beautiful

Yet, you were doing neither of those things tonight. Tonight was being spent with the man you loved more than life itself - a common occurrence - only tonight, you were letting him see you in lingerie for the first time. Loki had seen you in various stages of undress before - he had seen you naked more times than you could count - but this, somehow, felt more intimate, as though by donning a lacy lingerie set you were exposing a part of your soul that he hadn’t yet seen.

Ridiculous, you chided yourself. 

You knew Loki loved you - you had never felt so confident and secure about anything in your life - so the idea that he would do anything but fall at your feet when you emerged through the door was ridiculous. 

And still, you were nervous.

The bathroom door had been firmly closed for longer than you had told him it would be, but he hadn’t made any noise or movement to rush you, as though somehow he knew that tonight was a first and you needed just that little bit longer to find your courage.

Courage to sleep with the man you loved. You couldn’t help but snort at the absurdity of it. 

You could hear him starting to move around in the bedroom, likely looking for something to entertain himself with in your continued absence, and it spurred you to actually leave the bathroom. You were overthinking this. It was Loki. He loved you. It would be fine. 

The few steps to the bathroom door seemed longer, as though it kept moving just a little further away with each step you took. As you turned the handle and pulled it quietly back on its hinges, you were sure the frenzied beating of your heart would send you crumpling to the floor. Already your legs felt like jelly, and you couldn’t stall the shaking of your hands no matter how hard you tried. 

It was ridiculous. 

“Hey,” you said softly, the single word barely more than the first breath of a whisper. Your fingers curled almost automatically around the smooth edge of the door, seeking both confidence and a way to prevent your knees from buckling beneath you.

Loki turned at the sound of your voice, that familiar easy smile for you beginning on his face, but freezing just as swiftly when his eyes fell on you. You saw the subtle parting of his lips and how his gaze ran over you slowly from head to toe, taking in every last inch of intricate green lace and pausing for just a beat on the frilly tops of your stockings. His tongue darted out to wet his lips and when his eyes finally found yours, they were blazing with barely contained desire.

For a moment, you swore your heart was going to beat its way out of your chest. 

“I can change…if it’s too much,” you began quickly, feeling the earlier cold wave of self-consciousness begin to trickle through you like winter rain. 

You took half a step back towards the bathroom, but Loki was quicker. Before you even saw him move, the door was swinging out of your grasp and into the frame, followed quickly by the soft sound of the lock clicking in place. Something deep in your lower stomach lurched alive.

“Don’t you dare.” His deep voice rumbled over you, rich as aged whiskey and filled with such blatant desire for you that you felt heat pool both beneath your cheeks and between your thighs. 

In six short steps, he had closed the distance between you both, making you itch to cover yourself with the raw hunger gleaming in his eyes. An elegant finger curled beneath your chin to keep your eyes on his, and you watched him search your face, seeking something. For a brief moment, there was silence, then you saw something soften his searing gaze.

“You need never be nervous with me,” he said softly, moving his hand to cup your cheek. “No matter what you wear, or don’t wear,” he added with a smirk and ran his eyes briefly over your lace clad body, “no one could hope to hold a flame to you. You are enchanting, my darling.”

On instinct alone - because it was the most natural thing in the world - you leaned into his touch, soaking up the wave of comfort that instantly washed over you like a soft summer wave. Loki stroked his thumb lightly along your flushed cheek, gentle as the brush of a petal, and with each soft caress you felt your thundering heartbeat slowly return to normal and the last of your nerves fizzle away to nothing. 

“How do you always do that?” you asked, a small smile growing on your face and love for this man almost spilling from your heart. 

He was half your soul, and with a simple touch he had the power to ground you. 

His thumb continued to brush along your cheek, each slow movement as soft as the petals of a new rose and so blissfully cool against the blazing heat still flickering beneath your skin. It was a small action - one that he did without thought almost every day - but his soft touch was still heavy with how deeply he loved you, how badly he wanted you.

“Because I know you,” Loki replied quietly, green eyes twinkling with open adoration and the soft smile that he reserved solely for you easing across his face. “I know exactly how to calm you, how to comfort you.” He paused, and you watched as that soft smile effortlessly switched to the mischievous smirk that you knew all too well.

The hand cupping your cheek fell gracefully through the air to curl around your waist, a gentle tug pulling you tight against him until there was barely a breath between your chest and his. Your hands landed against the soft material of his sweater, right over his heart that was thundering like a war drum in his chest. He was eager, aroused, and it was because of you.

“I know how to excite you,” he continued, his voice like liquid silk pouring through you to warm all the right places. 

You could feel his breath dancing across the high points of your cheeks as he leaned in to kiss you and your lips parted instinctively to welcome him. It was slow and deep - as though he wished to commit to memory the feel of your lips and taste of your kiss - and every inch of you cried out for more of him.

Loki curled a hand around your jaw, tilting your head back for better access and letting a thumb idly caress the flushed skin of your cheek. He was kissing you like it was the only thing keeping him alive and your body responded instantly, thrumming with arousal and craving his touch like an oasis in the desert. You let him kiss you, let him deepen it and felt his hands begin to wander over the soft lace of your lingerie. His hands drifted over green lace as soft as freshly fallen snow, unable to decide where he wanted to lay them first, and when they found the lacy tops of your stockings, his low moan of appreciation vibrated against your lips. 

A soft whine tumbled from you when his lips left yours, but it quickly died in the air when you caught sight of the devotion smoldering in his eyes. 

“You are perfection,” he murmured quietly, his lips brushing lightly against yours. “And I adore you.”

Fresh heat blazed beneath your cheeks. “I don’t -,” you began, but Loki didn’t give you the chance to finish speaking, reaching down swiftly to wrap his hands around the backs of your knees and hoist you into his arms like you weighed less than air. 

You could manage little more than a startled squeak as you wrapped your legs around his waist, reveling in the solid feel of him against you and how his laughter rumbled deep in his chest. 

“My little mouse,” he teased, capturing your lips in another quick kiss as he carried you towards the bed. 

You tanged your hands in his hair, twisting a silky curl around your finger and biting back the smile that tugged at your lips. “A little warning would have been appreciated” you teased him back, feeling your heart jolt in your chest when his soft smile became that mischievous smirk.

“But where’s the fun in that?” he answered, laying you down so gently on the bed it was as though he feared that you would shatter like glass beneath him. 

His gaze trailed over you with the same open reverence, like you were an ancient Asgardian treasure he had dedicated his life to finding and now here you were laying before him like a dream. His pupils were blown wide and slowly, longingly, he drank in the sight of you wrapped in green lace for him - a mortal’s offering to her god. 

When you caught the brief second of his tongue darting out to wet his lips, it was almost your undoing.

“Loki.” His name floated out on the breath of a whisper, barely audible to even your own ears. You had no idea what you had wanted to say, to ask, but you knew that you craved the feeling of his body on yours.

You craved his touch against your skin, craved his mouth uttering a stream of praise as he marked you as his. 

You craved your god. 

He answered your silent request in the space it took your heart to beat. Excitement twisted deep in your stomach when his knee hit the mattress, sending it dipping beneath you as he settled between your spread legs. Cool fingers curled lightly around the bend of your knee, the soft touch a sharp contrast to the desire swirling in his eyes like a summer storm.

Yet, despite the hunger for you that radiated from his every pore, there was still softness shimmering like a new star in his gaze. 

“I don’t know where to put my mouth first, darling,” he said, that smooth, polished voice now husky with arousal. “You are a dream.”

There was a pulse of arousal between your thighs, enough that your hips lifted just slightly off the mattress in search of his. The way he desired you so openly, so fervently, was something you would never tire of, and nor would you ever stop wondering what you had done so right in a past life to deserve him. 

Your hand reached out to close around his wrist, silently guiding his hand up so his fingers brushed lightly over your lips. “How about here?” you replied, watching as the softness overtook the storm in his eyes. 

His fingers fell away to ghost along your cheek, pulling a contented sigh from your lungs as you basked in the love that radiated from that tiny gesture. “As my Queen commands,” he said, the barest hint of a mischievous smile on his lips as he pressed them over yours. 

You were lost to him instantly, lost to the taste of him on your mouth and the feel of him between your legs. You were two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly, two halves of the same soul. He was the thing that completed you. 

Loki’s hand drifted to your thigh, a quietly possessive palm pulling it firmly against his side. In less than a second you felt him moan into your mouth at the feel of your stockings against his skin, and felt the faint grind of his hips into your cunt. 

You couldn’t contain your breath of laughter. “Maybe I should wear those more often, my love,” you teased him, still somewhat breathless from his kiss. 

He groaned, his lips beginning to trail a path down your neck in a flurry of open mouthed kisses. “I implore you to be merciful, darling,” he said between each kiss. “I would have no choice but to take you against every surface.” 

Your back arched into him with each kiss he placed to whatever exposed skin he could find, a hand tangling in his hair to keep him anchored to you. “Is that…is that supposed to convince me not to?” you shot back instantly, the sentence followed quickly by a moan when Loki’s thumb brushed over the skin of your breasts peeking above the lace. 

He answered with a sharp little bite to your collarbone. “Little minx.” 

The last dying embers of nerves cooled to nothing in your stomach as Loki continued to worship you. Each hungry press of his lips, every adoring brush of his fingers across your flesh served as a testament to how much he adored you, and how even considering the alternative had been ludicrous.

You were his darling as he kissed your breasts

His treasure as his lips pressed against the lace covering your stomach.

His precious girl as he reached your thigh, holding it to his mouth as he kissed mark after mark into the exposed skin.

How you could even think that he would do anything but worship you now seemed laughable.

With each press of his lips you burned for him that little bit fiercer, but his kisses - no matter how intoxicating - weren’t enough to douse the flames. You needed him to fill you, needed him buried to the hilt inside you while he made you his own. 

“Lo -,” his name began to take shape on your tongue, and you were ready to plead with him for more, but the firm press of his lips to the soaked seat of your underwear had it melt to a whimper. 

Your hips rose instinctively to meet his mouth while you grasped a fistful of cream white bedsheets. The searing shot of arousal that his lips had sent racing through your core taunted you and quickly had your hips rolling softly against his mouth. Every inch of you screamed for more, more.

Loki answered your silent plea with a quiet roll of laughter, his soft curls tickling the inside of your thigh as he turned his head to place a final kiss against your skin. “I know, my darling. I have no intention of keeping you waiting,” he said, moving one elegant finger to run it along the seam of your cunt. “And, as much as it pains me when you look so enchanting, these must go. I need to taste you.” 

The smile he flashed you was so wolfish and so laden with desire that the primal groan of need escaped you before you could silence it. “Please,” you begged him, rolling your hips along his finger. “Please, Loki.”

His finger stalled between your thighs, bringing with it your huff of frustration, but he was swiftly hovering over you, a large hand falling to cradle your cheek. “There will be no need to beg tonight, my darling. Tonight, I am yours.” 

He was kissing you before you could draw breath, slow and deep and overflowing with love. Your hands drifted eagerly to the hem of his black Henley, tugging it impatiently over his broad shoulders and making him release your lips until it was tossed quietly on the floor. The familiar sculpted muscles of his back drew your hands to them, delighting in how they rippled and flexed beneath your fingers, coming alive at your touch. 

You swore you could get drunk on the feel of him alone. 

“My precious girl,” he murmured once more into the soft skin of your neck, repeating his path down your stomach in another trail of warm kisses, leaving tiny fires blazing beneath your skin in their wake.

He stopped when he reached your underwear, and with care hooked his fingers around the waistband to ease them gently over your knees until they joined his shirt on the bedroom floor. His eyes locked on your throbbing core with such intensity that you fought the urge to snap your thighs shut. It was Loki. He loved you. 

“Stunning,” he whispered, the single word so quiet that it could have been imagined. 

Your heart sang with love for this man kneeling so reverently between your thighs, his eyes beholding you as if you were the finest piece of Asgardian art. “It’s all for you,” you replied, watching his eyes snap instantly to yours, emerald irises almost eclipsed by black. 

A fresh surge of hunger glinted in his eyes, hunger for you spread out like a sin before him, and without another word, he dipped between your thighs. The first blissful flick of his tongue against your clit had his name pulled from your lips in a near strangled cry, followed swiftly by your hand tangling tightly in his curls to anchor him to you.

You heard his puff of laughter against your dripping folds and felt the slow caress of his thumb along the inside of your knee. “I promise you, my darling, I am not going anywhere,” he teased, letting his tongue run lightly along the length of your cunt. 

“Damn…damn right you aren’t,” you breathed out, a smile easily curling your lips. Even with his face buried between your thighs, he still managed to make you laugh. 

He only hummed his agreement and you fell silent as he continued to worship you, basking in the feel of his tongue lapping languidly at your heat, as though you were the sweetest ambrosia sent from the heavens that he wished to spend hours savouring. 

“Fuck. Fuck!” you moaned when he gave a firm, swirling circle of your clit, rocking your hips against his face in an almost frantic search for more friction.

It only egged him on. 

Twice more he repeated the action, the warm, wet heat of his tongue sending you hurtling toward the edge and pulling his name from your lips like a broken prayer of salvation. You were certain there was no sight comparable to Loki between your thighs - the soft bob of his head as he continued worshipping you with his talented mouth, his black curls falling messily around his flushed face and tickling the tops of your thighs, his hands wrapped around your thighs to keep you spread like a sin for him. 

Your Asgardian prince drowning you in pleasure.

Each tantalisingly perfect swirl and lap of his tongue had the edge build like a cresting wave within you, each teasing flick having you tense in preparation for it crashing to the shore. Your hand remained tangled in his silky mess of curls, anchoring him firmly to your cunt and preventing him from moving even an inch. 

Not that he had any intention to if his occasional quiet moans were any indication. He was getting as much pleasure from this as you were. 

The edge was approaching like a storm within you. It wouldn’t take long, only a few more swirls of his tongue or latch of his lips and you would unravel like spilled threat around him. Just a few more…

“Wait. Loki, stop. Please.”

He emerged from between your thighs and hovered over you before the last word had died on your tongue, quiet worry beginning to cloud the open desire still blazing in his eyes. “What is it? Did I hurt you?” he asked, guilt etching across every line of his perfect face. 

Your hands instantly shot up to cup his cheeks, feeling him lean into your touch as your thumbs brushed across the flushed skin. “No! You could never hurt me, Loki,” you assured him, watching with relief as parts of the guilt eased from his face. “It’s just that I want…you. I want your cock,” you admitted quietly, feeling your cheeks begin to burn.

Loki’s answering smile was equal parts adoring and devious, and you wriggled with glee when he reached down to give you another blistering kiss that you felt all the way to your toes. “Then you shall have me, my precious girl,” he murmured against your lips. 

A brief flash of green rendered his plaid pyjama bottoms a non-issue, freeing his cock to brush teasingly against your thigh. He was rock hard and dripping with need, every nudge of his angry tip against your cunt serving as a firm reminder of how desperately he desired you, how he would always desire you. 

Your arms locked back around his shoulders, and with every press of his cock against your aching core your nails dug into his pale skin. You needed him inside you, needed him to fill you to the brim and take his pleasure from you as many times as he wished. 

He gave a hiss of pleasure at the dig of your nails, his cock twitching excitedly against your thigh. His gaze travelled slowly over the green bodice of your lingerie, taking in every tiny detail, every intricate swirl, and every tiny gold gemstone sewn along your cleavage. 

All of it for him. 

“This,” he said, his voice almost hoarse with need while a hand ghosted over the lace covering your stomach, “stays on.”

Your hand curled into the nape of his neck and you nodded quickly, willing to accept whatever conditions he laid down so long as it meant he would fill you, claim you.

He brushed the backs of his fingers lightly across your cheek, making you shiver beneath him. “Good girl,” he said quietly and you felt him nudge closer to your dripping entrance. “Look at me.” 

The command was soft but still firm, and your eyes locked with his easily, watching as they glittered like new emeralds with love and desire and need. He dragged his cock slowly through your slick folds to coat himself in your essence, pulling a moan from your lips and causing your hips to buck into him almost of their own accord. He eased into you slowly inch by beautiful inch and you could respond with nothing but a deep, strangled groan. No matter how many times he claimed you, you never tired of the delicious way he filled you, stretched you. 

“Oh, my god,” you whimpered out when he had filled you to the brim, clenching hard around him when his hips finally met yours.

He hissed with pleasure and dipped down to nip sharply at the skin of your neck, making another shiver wrack your spine. “My glorious little minx.” 

“Loki, please,” you begged softly, tangling your fingers further in his hair and rolling your hips against his. You needed him to move.

“What did I say, my darling?” he replied, a soft smile curling his lips. Slowly, he began to roll his hips, making you feel every dip and vein of his cock as it pulled against your walls. “There is no need to beg tonight.” 

He hoisted one leg against his side, his fingers running over the smooth material of your stockings while he continued thrusting into you, beginning to pick up pace when he was comfortable. “Perfection, my darling. Utter perfection. I am truly the luckiest man in the Nine Realms,” he said softly, burying his face into your neck to pepper it with kisses. 

Any reply or sweet praises of your own were lost to you as he continued to thrust into you, perfectly hitting that sweet spot deep inside you over and over. All you could do was keen beneath him, left completely speechless by how good his cock felt thrusting in and out of you, propelling you towards a blinding release. 

“Harder, Loki…please,” you pleaded weakly, momentarily finding your voice and gripping him like he was the only thing tethering you to the earth.

His smooth thrusts faltered for only a second at your plea, and his head fell to your shoulder with a gutteral groan. “Good girl. My good girl,” he praised you, voice rough as his hips began to roll more wildly. “Norns, you take me so well. I adore you.” 

His praise was the final thing you needed to go soaring off the edge. 

Loki’s name was ripped from you in piercing scream, the force of your climax so blinding that you only half registered his arm snaking your back to pull you tight against his chest, your name dipping like honey from his lips into your ear. 

“That’s it. That’s my good girl. Come for me,” he encouraged you, his voice like gravel as he chased his own release. 

Chest to chest and with his lips pressed to your temple you came undone together, Loki’s deep cry of pleasure as his orgasm overtook him making your body thrum with pride in the wake of release. His cock thrust wildly into you, seeking every ounce of pleasure that your cunt would grant him until you milked him dry. His face turned into the warmth of your neck, his warm breath hitting your skin while he cried out to Valhalla, never once loosening his grip on you until the final wave of his pleasure fully subsided.

As gently as ever he laid you back against the pillows, pressing a final, lingering kiss to your lips before withdrawing with a quiet grunt and collapsing in the sheets next to you. You wasted no time in curling into his side, purring with contentment when his strong arm fell around your shoulders.

“If I’d known you would react like that, I would have worn this sooner,” you teased him, turning to place a kiss to his chest.

 His laughter rumbled beneath your ear and you felt his lips press to the top of your head. “My love, that was a warm up. I’m nowhere near finished showing you how much I adore you.”

His praise had been continual and unbroken, wrapping around you like a favourite blanket as he ruined you again and again, though you had soon become deaf to it with each time he staked his claim, your every sense numbed in the wake of each endless wave of pleasure. 

Truthfully, you weren’t sure if you could remember your own name if asked. All you were certain of was Loki. 

You were still wrapped around him, thighs hugging his hips while he remained buried inside you. He was still hard even after the many times he had claimed you, his cock still throbbing with unspent release. He filled you so completely while you warmed him, each small movement in your overstimulated core enough to make you jerk in his arms. 

Warming him was torture. Beautiful, blissful torture. 

“Shhh,” Loki hushed softly in your ear, one particular shift of his hips having you whimper against his bare chest. “You’re alright, my darling.” One large hand ran in soothing circles over your back, the other curled loosely in your hair as you lay against him. 

“Too much,” you whimpered again, tears still drying on your cheeks from the force of each orgasm he had just ripped from you. What he could make you feel was beyond pleasure. It was something deeper, more profound, as though both your souls were intertwining when he was inside you. 

You would never tire of him, nor of the ecstasy he could grant you with each thrust of his hips. 

You felt him press a kiss to the top of your head and adjust his arms to hold you that little bit tighter. “I know,” he cooed, “but you’re being such a good girl for me. That perfect little cunt is warming my cock so well.” 

Fresh warmth trickled through you like liquid gold at his continued praise. A hiss of pleasure escaped his lips when you clenched around his cock in response, the soft sound mingling with the quiet whimper that fell from yours. Every nerve ending still felt raw and exposed from the tsunami of pleasure he had just drowned you in, making you feel every torturous throb of his cock no matter how small the movement. 

It was beautiful, exquisite torture.

“Poor thing. Is this what my cock does to you, darling?” he murmured, and you could feel the smirk wrapping around his words. He gave an experimental roll of his hips, pushing himself deeper inside you until the tip of his cock brushed against your sweet spot and had you audibly cry out. 

How could it still feel so good?

Your thighs squeezed around his hips, the muscles beneath your skin still quivering from use. You had no doubt that walking would not be easy for the next few days. 

“Yes,” you answered, voice barely a squeak in the quiet of the night. 

Loki’s chest rumbled with soft laughter and his hand left your hair to grip the point of your chin. You pulled back from his chest as he directed your gaze upwards, finding his still burning with lust and a revived need to claim you once again. 

“Good,” he answered simply, barely giving you a chance to draw breath before his lips were on yours, kissing you, tasting you, claiming you. It was ferocious and possessive, but still brimming with love. One thing he would never let you doubt.

Your arms were locked around his neck in seconds, sharp nails digging into soft skin to leave marks of your own while you pulled him closer. Always you needed him closer. His arm slid back to curl perfectly around your waist, two large hands now gripping your ass for purchase as he began to roll his hips into you again. You felt his throbbing cock slide in and out of your overstimulated cunt, each torturous, blissful drag making the coil in your stomach quickly begin to twist.

You groaned against his lips in protest. “Loki…please…I can’t…,” you whined half heartedly, already missing the taste of him.

“Shhh,” he hushed you again, pressing his lips to your forehead. “One more for me, my darling. Be a good girl and give me one more.” 

He didn’t give you a choice. His hips continued to thrust into you, driving you closer and closer to yet another release, but his praise was all the encouragement you needed. You would do anything to be his good girl. You buried your face in his neck, letting him use your body however he wished and feeling the steady build of your own release.

“That’s it. That’s my good girl,” Loki grunted in your ear, his hands now settled in a punishing grip on your hips. “Norns, I can’t get enough of you!” 

His cock drove you relentlessly towards climax, his curses and praise fueling your climb to the edge. In less than a minute your back was arching beneath his touch, pressing your chest against his as the first sparks of explosion began to fizzle between your thighs. 

“Loki…Loki, I’m gonna come!” you choked out in one breath as the pressure continued to build, burying your face further into his neck to ride out your high.

“No,” he said swiftly, a strong hand twisting into your hair to pull you back, forcing you to meet his lust blown gaze. “Look at me,” he ordered roughly. “Look at me while you come.” 

Panting, exhausted, you obeyed and held his gaze. With a final few thrusts of his hips, he sent you soaring off the edge once more, all too quickly toppling with you into bliss. His name was a scream on your lips and yours was a prayer on his, mixing together in a hot, heavy mess of pleasure. You watched his jaw go slack and face contort with the force of his release, pride bubbling like molten lava deep in your core at knowing it was you making him feel this good. 

For as long as you could you held his gaze, almost lost to watching his release swim behind emerald eyes, but the force of your own final orgasm quickly had your head buried back in his neck. This time he allowed it, letting you ride out the aftershocks with sweet praises rolling into your ear.

You had made him so proud.

“My good girl,” he continued to pant softly in your ear once he came down from his own high, slim fingers running along the length of your back. “My best girl.”