You catch the eye of the famed God of Mischief. What will go down?
Warning: Choking, fingering, dominance, dirty talk, rough
Having Tony Stark as a brother is exciting to say the least, especially with all those hunky avengers being around all the time. Sure, I love my brother, I just love his friends more. The things I would do to Loki, damn that man is fine. So here I am getting ready for one of Tony's extravagant parties and hopefully I'll get lucky if you know what I mean.
I walk down the stairs in a deep red silk dress that stopped at my mid-thigh and left not a lot to the imagination. My red bottoms clicked against the stairs bringing the attention towards me as the music seemed to quiet down. My signature red lips flickered into a seductive smile as I caught the eye of the most attractive man in the room. His black hair flowed lusciously onto his shoulders and he was wearing an all-black suit which highlighted the icy blue colour of his eyes that seemed to pierce my soul with every step I took closer to him.
The party was spent stealing glances at each other from across the room, both of us being stubborn and not wanting to give into out obvious desire. I'm sitting at the bar flirting with the bar tender and I see someone slide into the stool next to me. A hand reaches onto my thigh, "Well hello Darling," the person says and immediately I feel something stir within me. It was Loki. This was my chance and I had to take it.
"Hello handsome," I reply. He orders a drink from the bar and turns to look at me and starts at me as he takes a sip from his glass. "I've seen you looking at me all night, and I'm sure you've seen me looking at you so why don't we get out of here for a little bit of fun," He asks.
I nod my head and he takes my hand. We walk towards the elevator seeing as his room is a couple floors up. You could've cut the sexual tension inside the elevator with a knife.
We got into the room and Loki locked the door. He turned around and stalked towards me as I backed up and his hands came to rest teasingly on my hips as he backed to up against the wall. I swallowed as his right hand now trailed upwards, brushing my hair over my shoulders and my lips parted as I heard my pulse thrumming in my ears.
Loki's large hand was now resting on my neck, wrapped around the underside of my jaw and the next thing I felt was his lips folding against mine gently, his body tense as if he was holding himself back. He pulled his lips away from mine and I sucked in a breath that I didn't even realise was stuck in my lungs. The kiss made every fibre in my body ignite like the largest flame anyone had ever seen.
"I've been wanting to do that all fucking night," Loki breathed dragging his thumb slowly across my jaw. His eyes lingered at my neck and the back into my wide eyes. My insides clenched as I looked at him barely aware of his ice-cold fingertips feathering over my exposed shoulders, his jaw clenched and my thirst for him growing by the second.
Loki kept talking between the attack of kisses he set upon my neck and held a wild spark in those piercing eyes of his. "I bet you want to get fucked so hard right now huh? You want me, don't you?"
I sucked in another quick breath when his warm lips grazed along my jaw, making me forget that we had just left a party a couple floors down from where we currently were. I felt his lips ghost into a smile as they made their way down my neck, the very same spot he apparently intended on abusing the fuck out of. "Answer me when I talk to you."
I gulped thickly, "Y-Yes"
Loki smirked, "Good pet"
He reached my lips and captured me in a kiss again, far rougher this time. A groan vibrated from his chest, and I swear my heart nearly ruptured out of my chest. His hands slowly danced up to cup my face before they moved downwards, gliding down the smooth material of my dress.
