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The party had gone on for a while. Some people already went to bed but Loki sat on the couch, watching.

You stood by Steve and Natasha, laughing at something Steve said. You hit his arm, your hand resting on his biceps for a moment longer than Loki liked.

Loki never considered himself the jealous type, why would he? He's a God after all. Still, something about you getting close to another man, it made him angry.

You didn't notice, why would you? You were too busy talking with your friends. When you glanced around the room he seemed to look fine, a bit bored maybe, but fine nonetheless. He sat back, a drink in his hand that he had been nursing for most of the night.

As the party died down you decided it was time to go. You quickly exchanged goodbyes with everyone, making your way to the elevator with Loki following close behind.

The moment the elevator doors closed, his demeanor changed. He turned his head to you, a calculated look on his face.

"Do you like him?" He asks. His voice is flat and seemingly emotionless. You turn to look at him, a confused look spreading across your face.

"Who?" You ask, curious to see where the conversation is going.

"The Captain," he says, making sure to emphasize his condescension on the word captain. You give him a half smile, realization striking you.

"Oh my. Is the Loki Laufeyson jealous?" You stiffle back a laugh. He turns his head away and scoffs.

"It's just a question." He stares at the elevator doors, his hands clapped together in front of him.

"What if I did? What would happen then?" The sudden boldness causes him to raise an eyebrow. Still, unmoving, he let out a humorless chuckle.

"Are you asking if I care or if I'd do anything about it?"

You think for a moment, smirking. You step closer, pressing the emergency stop button. Your left hand rests on his upper arm as you turn him to face you. Your other hand making its way onto his chest.

His hands instinctively grab your waist. He looks down at you with some sort of surprise. "What are you gonna do about it?" You whisper to him.

For a moment he almost loses his composure. The way you look up at him, he wonders how they'd look teary and pleading.

He feels the crotch of his pants tighten. He's been trying for months to resist you, resist the urge to pin you to the wall and fuck you till the sun came out.

But he held back, because he was unsure of how you felt about him. Though, it now seems you feel the way he does. At least a little bit.

"I've been waiting for you to just say the word. You don't want to know all the ways I've imagined ruining you, sweetheart." He leans down slightly, his lips grazing your ear. "Test me again, I dare you."

Shivers run down your spine, your chest blooming with excitement. You could listen to him and back away, but what's the fun in that?

Deciding to push the limits, you run your hand down from his chest to his very obvious bulge. You tease it, running your fingers over it delicately. You almost squeeze, almost apply some pressure, but then you quickly move away.

You press the emergency button once more and the elevator starts to move. Then you hear a deep sigh from Loki, from the corner of your eye you notice his jaw tighten.

The elevator dings and the doors open onto your floor. You walk out, a part of you wondering if Loki will let you go unscathed.

Then you feel it, his hand on your waist. He squeezes your skin, pulling you so your back is pressed against his chest. The elevator doors close and all you can hear is your heart beating.

"What did I say?" He asks, his warm breath brushing against your neck. He hovers his lips slightly above it, waiting for you to reply.

"I wanted to see what you'd do," you admit, smirking. His other hand reaches around you, grabbing your neck and making you crane your neck back to look at him.

"Is this what you wanted? A reaction?" His voice is low and husky. You press your legs together, a pulse of excitement races through you.

You nod as you lock eyes with him. He rubs his thumb across your jaw softly. "I think you need to be punished, don't you agree?"

You can't get out any words, you just nod again. He spins you around quickly, reaching down and pulling your legs up. He carries you bridal style to your room.

He places you down with a smirk. "Take off that dress, sweetheart." You oblige and unzip the dress, tossing it onto the floor. You are left in your bra and underwear and Loki looks like he may lunge at you at any moment.

You watch him sit on the edge of the bed, motioning you to crawl to his lap. You follow his instructions and make your way to his lap. You try to straddle him but he pulls your legs back and lays you over his legs with your ass up.

"Count them, if you mess up we start again. Understood?" His tone is assertive. You nod but that doesn't seem to be enough for him. "Say yes sir if you understand."

"Yes sir."

His rough hands brush over your ass, causing you to slightly flinch. You brace for the impact and it soon comes down. The sting on your ass cheek only lasts a moment before his hand comes crashing down again.

"One, two," you start counting. Each spank sends an electrifying shiver through you. He keeps going till you are at fifteen. You look back at him, wondering if this was where he was going to stop.

"Good girl," he whispers as he rubs your ass. It's red and raw. He suddenly shifts, moving you onto the bed so you are on all fours with your ass up. He stands and you can hear the rustling of his clothes as they fall to the floor.

"You did so well." Loki leans down and presses his lips to your soft skin. The warmth of his lips on your ass feels so good you can't help but push back into it. He grabs your hips and makes you stay still. He can practically smell your desperation now. The wet spot on your panties isn't helping your case either.

His fingers hook under the sides of your panties, slipping them off with ease. Your bra is unclipped next before he flips you over. You breathe heavily as he leans down to kiss you but he stops just above you.

The two of you are inches apart and you can't stop the whine that comes out of your mouth. He hums, his lips curling into a smile. "How bad do you need me?" his tone is dripping with dominance. He's very pleased with himself.

"Really bad," you respond, trying to lean forward to kiss him. He pulls back, shaking his head.

"How bad is really bad?"

You whine, looking up at him with pleading eyes. You want nothing more than for him to fill you right here right now. "I'm only teasing sweetheart."

Your lips crash together with his and it feels electric. You wrap your arms around his neck while he has his on the bed to hold himself up. "Please. I want it so bad," you say when he finally pulls away.

"Please what?" he breathes as he kisses down your neck.

"Please, sir."

That's all he needs. He spreads apart your legs, pulling them onto his shoulders. His tip pushes into you first, your warmth surrounding his cock as he pushes in the rest.

You hold in the moans that want to push their way out of your mouth. Loki takes notice as he thrusts into you. "Make all those pretty noises for me, sweetheart."

You let go of your moans. The sound echoes in your bare room. Loki groans at the feeling of being inside you. The warmth of your walls slowly tightening around him just makes him want to fill you more.

He pulls you closer, your legs pressed against his shoulders firmly. "Fuck," he mutters, one hand on your leg and the other feeling up your body.

You throw your head back as pressure builds up inside you. His thrusts get faster, steadying at the perfect pace. He feels it too, a familiar pressure to release.

Loki leans down, kissing up your jaw till you move your head forward and your lips lock with his. The kiss is passionate, wet. Your tongues swirl together and neither of you want to get some air.

The pressure builds up from both of you and you soon feel the familiar euphoric feeling explode from your stomach. You pull away from the kiss, moaning loudly as your legs shake against him. Your hands grip the sheets and your eyes roll back.

Loki follows soon after, the same euphoric feeling overcoming him. He debates pulling out for a moment but decides to leave it in. He thrusts deeply as he fills you with cum. Your pussy clenches around him, and the warm feeling settles inside you.

"Fuck, that was amazing," you state, breathing heavily. You let your head fall back onto the bed and feel Loki pull himself out of you. He lays next to you on the bed, turning your head and kissing you once again.

"I've been wanting to do that for months," he admits. You smile as a slight blush heats your face.

"We should do it more often then." He just nods, staring into your eyes. He pulls you close to him, letting you rest your head on his chest.