Chapter Six
Trouble
Loki's lips are soft and cold as if I'm kissing ice cubes wrapped in satin. He reacts instantly to me, cradling me close as I wrap an arm around his neck and place a hand on his bicep. His hands drop to my waist and tug me hard against him. My mouth parts as I gasp and Loki takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss, sighing before latching his lips to mine again. Slowly, my arms wrap all the way around his shoulders to delve into his hair while his fall even lower. When his hands grab my ass, I squeak and feel him smirk. He lifts and I instinctively jump, wrapping my legs around his hips tight. Now he groans and I swear the vibrations from his lips echo throughout my body. The vague sensation of moving rolls through my head before I'm pressed against the wall and Loki no longer needs to hold me up. His hands slither under my shirt and unclasp my bra, skillfully slipping it off under my shirt. Then his hands are on my breasts and god it feels incredible. My tight shirt constricts his movements and I pull back a moment.
"Just rip it the fuck off, Loki." I breathe, squeezing my legs tighter around him when he does with a smile. The fabric floats to the floor, but my attention really isn't on it. I press my head back against the wall as Loki kisses my neck, lavishly loving it with nips and sucks. "Oh, Loki!" I squeal and arch my back when he pinches my nipples. This shoves my crotch against his and his low grunt when I feel his shaft through his pants drives me even crazier. His arms wrap around my back as he takes me to the bed, laying me out and backing up. We both stare into one another's eyes, panting, before he slowly unbuttons his shirt and shrugs it off. He stops me when I'm about to shimmy my pants off, laying his hands on my thighs.
"That's my job." Loki tells me and slips the tips of his fingers under the waistband, then slowly peels them off and tosses them to the floor. My underwear as well. He returns and takes his time running his hands over every inch of my hips and legs, then trails down with his lips. I'm squirming by the time he pulls away.
"My turn." I whisper and crawl out of bed to his feet. I take off his pants and underwear impatiently, earning an amused smirk, but when I exhale on his member the grin disappears and his hands turn into fists. Gently, I let my fingers graze up the length while basking in the pleasure on his face. "Is this when you imagined me doing, handsome?" I ask teasingly, letting my lips skim the top of his dick with every word. "My lips stretched around your cock, choking on the length as you pull my hair?" His knuckles are a startling white, but his eyes are wide open to stare down at me. I plant a kiss on his tip. "I'll tell you this; I've imagined it countless times." I tell him before taking him into my mouth fully.
"Fucking hell." He murmurs and his hands finally delve into my hair, pulling deliciously. A moan leaves me and his hold on me instantly tightens. I meet his eyes and suck hard as I pull back, coming off him with a loud pop. "Enough." He groans, his voice strained. Loki tugs me up and lays me back on the bed before crawling on top of me. I pull him down and kiss him once, twice, a third time, before I feel him rub up and down my folds.
"Ah..." I grind my teeth as pleasure rocks through me.
"Are you ready, my darling?" Loki pants considerately and I nod, too tense to say a word. When he starts to enter me I press my lips together and press my head back. "No, no, no. Look at me." He commands and I instantly obey. Little squeaks and moans slips out of my lips until he's buried in me and I'm already nearly shaking from anticipation. His body is bent over mine and I desperately scratch at his shoulder blades to ground me from completely falling apart. Suddenly, I feel Loki's hand move down and start vibrating over my clit.
"LoKI!" I scream, arching into him immediately and digging my nails into his shoulders. In what seems like a second my legs are trembling with pleasure. I come back down gasping and covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
"Your cries are ethereal, dear one, but I'm not close to being done with you." He whispers and my fuzzy brain doesn't even have time to absorb this before he's moving inside me and once again I'm clutching onto him for dear life. But I can tell he's holding back.
"Harder." I tell him and his rhythm falters as he considers my eyes, then continues harder. "God, yes. Yes!" The words rip out of me in a desperate attempt to relieve the tension inside of me, but as Loki slams into me even harder, another wave of pleasure echoes through me. Slapping skin is the music to my ecstasy, as well as Loki's blissful grunts. My nails leave divots in his shoulder as my other hand holds tight to his hair to anchor his head in front of mine. Those enchanting eyes stare into my soul as he continues ramming into me deliciously. "Loki..." I moan and hold him close to me, his cold a direct contrast to my heat.
"What do you want, my love?" He asks, telling me with his eyes that nothing is out of his reach for me, anything is fair game. I lick my lips before I answer.
"I want to suck you off and swallow your cum." I tell him bluntly, wanting him, wanting to give him whatever pleasure I can. His body stiffens and his eyes widen, but after a moment's consideration he exits me and stands. I look him up and down and he looks every inch the god he is. A god that loves me. Painstakingly, I crawl out of bed once again and turn him around to sit on the bed. I lick around his tip before sucking only it. Loki's eyes shut and his hands ball up the sheets to keep from touching me. Pausing for a moment, I look up at him. "I like it when you pull my hair." I tell him and his eyes snap open to look at me. He reaches out and captures my chin to press a quick kiss to my lips.
"You are perfection." He whispers before grasping my hair and guiding me back to his shaft. My hand goes back and gently fondles his balls. In response, Loki slams into my throat. I moan at his taking charge, noting that his eyes don't shut this time. My cheeks concave and I feel every inch of him as he pumps in and out of me. "Hell." He curses and holds me down to the hilt before completely releasing me and releasing his seed in me. I swallow as he shoots, surprised at the sheer amount of it. My lips rest on just his tip until he's done, then I let my tongue swirl over it. I lean back and lick my lips before grinning.
"Yum."
The rest of the night is full of the same. Apparently, Jotuns have inexhaustible energy, but I don't complain a single bit. He also seems to have an inexhaustible imagination. The night ends with the two of us tangled together under the sheets, satisfied and exhausted.
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I'm the first to wake up in the morning and I'm horribly sore. I force my eyes open and look up at the ceiling. A weight on my stomach makes me look down to find Loki's arm draped across me. Carefully, I lift it and slip out of bed, wincing when I stand. Wobbling, I make my way to the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth. Then, I stare at myself in the mirror, my eyes widening when I see the small bruises peppering my body. Sighing, I walk out and get dressed; putting on a baggy shirt and sweatpants. Loki looks so peaceful lying there, so I make sure to be quiet. I scribble down a note and lay it on my pillow, then slip out and sprint to my destination. After knocking I bounce up and down on the balls of my feet to try and release some nerves. When the door opens I sigh in relief and slip under his arm and into the room.
"Uh, okay." He shakes his head at me and shuts the door behind the two of us.
"Sam, I slept with Loki." I blurt. He freezes and looks at me with wide eyes and an open mouth.
"What?" Sam asks, clearly still processing. "Like slept together or slept together?" He emphasizes.
"Like, we fucked." I respond bluntly and Sam presses his lips together as he runs a finger across them. A long sigh escapes his lips as he walks over to his personal coffee bar in the corner.
"Aw shit." He groans and I hear the mechanics of the coffee machine working as he looks back at me. "Tell me you're not involved. Tell me it was, I don't know, a hate fuck or something?" Sam pleads and I snort.
"Like that would make it better. I just...I don't know what to do. Come on, Sam. You always know what to do." I beg, walking over and putting another coffee cup beside his own.
"Well." Sam sighs. "Tell me about it. The minimum. It was only once, right?" Sam asks and I grimace. "Shit. How many times?"
"Honestly...I don't know..." I answer hesitantly. Sam looks up at the ceiling as if saying a quick prayer, then hands me my coffee.
"First, I'm impressed. Second, what were you thinking?" He asks and walks us over to a breakfast table to sit. I shrug.
"I mean, I don't know! It's just...he's been so kind and thoughtful lately. And saying all this stuff and just tempting the hell out of me." I defend my actions, but even to me they sound weak. Sam knows it too.
"You and I both know there's more." He calls me out on it. We stare at one another for a couple moments, waiting.
"Sam. I can't. You know I can't." I tell him, but I hear my voice wavering. Sam's eyebrows pop up as he chuckles.
"You should've thought of that before you slept with him, sweetie. You and I both know sex isn't just sex with you." Sam tells me and I'm thankful for his bluntness. Thank god for Sam Wilson. We've been friends for a long while and he's always been there for me.
"So, I care about him. Is that so strange after looking after him for so long?" I ask, trying not to look in his eyes. Sam hums, but allows me my excuse.
"The question is really what administration is going to do when they find out about this. The big Smurf doesn't strike me as the type to be subtle." Sam poses and I shut my eyes, letting my head rest on the table. "So, leave now with the sassy prick or wait to be fired and leave with him then."
"Or...leave now and let Loki find another less involved person to look after him." I offer another path and look up at Sam to see his reaction.
"No. Nope, nope, nope. Bad idea." Sam shakes his head and waves his arms as I stand.
"Great idea! I get to keep at least a job instead of losing everything completely and might get to still influence Loki without being involved. Thanks Sam!" I kiss his head and hurry out, heading to Tony's office. I'm leaving today.