Choices

Chapter 63
Cephera ventured to bed the night of her and Loki's fight and paused, Loki was sitting on the edge of the side she normally slept on. "You've been quiet all day," he said to her with a frown.
"I don't like being controlled Loki, not by the man I love and respect, not by anyone. I understand your frustration and your concern, but I need you to understand that I am not your servant, I am not a slave to your every desire. I command the same respect and trust as I show you." She told him firmly.
"I overreacted." He replied, it might be as much as an apology as she was going to get.
Cephera strolled to him, cupped his face and titled him to look up at her. "I love you, but I certainly hope you don't expect me to abide by that kind of command in the future." Loki reached up and took her hands away from his face and squeezed them.
"Even when I'd said it up in the tower I knew you wouldn't anyway, I acted out of worry." He kissed the backs of each of her hands.
"Good, because the next time I'm rolling my eyes, walking away and sex will be off the table." She warned. Loki mocked a sad face that looked completely ridiculous and made her laugh.
"Well we have broken a table already, it's best we stay off them as it is," he remarked. She growled and poked him in the chest.
"That's not what I meant and you know it." He laughed at her before pulling her to him and turning so she collapsed onto the bed. She squeaked when he bit her shoulder after pulling her dress down off it. There were not many nights they'd gone without sex, and it wasn't often that Loki didn't try for it during the daytime just after training. Cephera and Loki had made a promise to do their best to not mix business with pleasure, but it was difficult sometimes.
"Is sex off the table tonight?" He pondered in her ear.
"Tonight you get a free pass, but next time forget it," she moaned the words because Loki had already begun untying the laces of her dress while nibbling her neck. Loki was already shirtless before she'd gotten there. She smoothed her hands over the tight smooth skin of his biceps, marvelling how his training had done so much to firm and sculpt his body and how different it was from the other burly men. Most Asgardians were wide with muscles that a tunic couldn't even hide, but a few were like Loki, such as Fandral. Their clothing did nothing to hint at what was beneath.
As always, Loki didn't waste time peeling her dress down off her chest, tasting every inch of skin as it was revealed until she lay solely in her underwear. The way he looked at her with those hungry eyes made her feel beautiful. He made her feel like she was the only woman who could set him ablaze. She counted her lucky stars that Loki respected their relationship enough to keep himself to her and her alone.
The thought of sharing him with anyone else shattered her heart enough without it being true, though she always got this feeling that even if she had been okay with it, he wouldn't. He'd hated the very idea of Amora with another so why would he be such a hypocrite and lay with another woman when he had Cephera to come home to every night. Perhaps it was just her, but Cephera didn't understand how people could share themselves with others and expect their partners to stay faithful to only them, still it was something she didn't have to fret over, Loki was hers.
She moaned again as Loki nuzzled his nose against her covered womanhood. Cephera squirmed in anticipation. She wanted her underwear gone. The garment was offensive and getting between her and Loki's forever pleasing tongue. She caught the hint of a grin on Loki's face. His finger pressed to her underwear right where her clit was located and he began grinding his finger back and forth against it.
Cephera sucked in a breath, it felt so good and yet it still wasn't enough. "After today in the tower, don't you dare tease me." She warned him. He chuckled in response and without further teasing he yanked her underwear out from under her slightly lifted hips and ass.
"You're no fun." He replied kissing her knee. She didn't reply, she was lots of fun and he knew it. She closed her eyes settling her head flat to the bed and waited. He placed light kisses up her inner thigh until his breath ghost across her labia, she shuddered.
He started slow with light flicks of his tongue, just enough to gasp and not enough to satisfy her. She pushed her hips up in an attempt to force him to taste her fully, but he refused pushing her hips back flush to the sheets. Apparently, he wasn't finished teasing, not surprising, he never was.
He continued those easy going tongue caresses until she was growling in frustration and practically grinding her womanhood onto his face, clutching the back of her head with her hands to keep him from escaping. Amused and proud, as though he'd won a prize, Loki gave up his teasing and buried his tongue with a swish back and forth directly along her clit and she moaned loudly.
Up and down, back and forth, sometimes in a circle. No matter how Loki chose to do it, he had learned well the right amount of pressure that mostly turned her on. She couldn't complain about how attentive he was to her needs. He'd make her come at least twice before bed if not a third time. She muttered encouraging words while biting her knuckles when she realized just how loud she was becoming. The closer she got the louder she got.
"Nah, don't stop." She urged him feeling that familiar heat growing in her loins, she flexed the muscles of her thighs and ass, tightening them up and helping her orgasm along. She cried out with her body shuddering as Loki continued to tease the sensitive button while she climaxed. When she was done he kissed her belly and shimmied his pants off to discard onto the floor.
He was stood at attention, no surprise there. He knelt up on the bed and Cephera sat up. She licked the tip of his cock and smiled up at him before sliding her lips down around the tip and along half of his shaft. It was his turn to moan. She remembered her first time tasting him. She'd been concerned that she would like it, that the taste might make her cringe or vomit, but he tasted like salty flesh, the semen she could do without, but more often than not that ended up within her cunt not her mouth anyhow.
She bobbed her head along him using her tongue to swish up along the split along the bell head. He'd shown her what he liked. Instructed her even. He let her do what she pleased and told her what he enjoyed when she'd be doing it. Sometimes she could tell by the noises he made but Loki had better control over his vocals than she did.
He had his hand twisted into her long hair, he always did that. Never moving her or forcing her along, but just gripping a handful. He watched her suck him, he enjoyed seeing her. She felt naughty for it. No matter how many times she'd done it she always felt naughty.
He would not allow her to suck him for long, and tonight he pulled back long before he was ready to come. "On your side." He ordered her and she obliged. She lay on her right side and he spooned her from behind. Lifting her leg, Cephera helped him slid his cock up along her folds and eased him to her entrance. He glided in with ease.
Today he was in the mood for slow, when they went to bed he usual was. It was during the day time he went for quick and hard but every now and then he would relentlessly pound her into the blankets during the night. She didn't mind, either way worked for her. After some time of him slowly sliding in and out his hand curves around her hip and down between her legs. Two of his fingers, slick from his spit, circled her clit once more. She kept her leg half cocked up to allow him better access.
His lips touched kisses to her shoulder, neck, and hair. A rhythm between his fingers and thrusting hips began. Over and over his skin slapped against hers. The length of his cock burying in as far as he could before starting again. Cephera concentrated on the pleasure she got from each stroke of his cock and tease of his fingers. She came with a long moan, this orgasm not as long or hard as the first, but enjoyable all the same.
Loki pulled out and rolled to his back. She didn't need instructions, Cephera climbed over him and sat herself down upon his length. Her palms flat to the bed beside his shoulders, she began to rock her pelvis. She loved looking down at him this way. To see that stern man melt away and watch him close his eyes from time to time as pleasure took over. His features soft.
She bent forward and kissed him. She kissed him fiercely, biting at his lower lip and drawing a growl out from him. He grabbed her hips, shifted his position and pivoted upward to drive himself into her hard. Cephera cried out, enjoying every movement. He'd taken control, though she was on top he was the one now fucking her. He grind upwards and slammed against her. His arms pulled her down as he kissed her some more while his hips did the work.
Without a word, only a moan against her lips, his hips gave an unsteady thrust. Loki came with a shiver and a satisfied sigh. He let her go and Cephera sat back up to stare down at him. "I can never stay angry with you," she said. It was her downfall. Loki always had a way to make her feel calm after a fight.
"Nor I with you." He replied back. Smiling, Cephera slid down off Loki and cuddled next to him. She felt his seed seep out along her thighs and wondered if the day would ever come that she would find herself pregnant. She didn't voice her thoughts to him, he knew she was unprotected from children. Though they hadn't had a conversation about wanting one, she felt as though Loki was willing to go with the flow. Talking about it meant reliving the fact that she might never find herself heavy with his child, and that was a thought she couldn't bare to think about.
Loki didn't seemed concerned about having or not having them, so for now Cephera pushed the worry from her mind and just enjoyed her relationship, it was one she hoped that would last forever.
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"I'm worried." Frigga told Cephera after supper the next day. "Since Brunhilda postponed our meeting these past months I haven't heard from them since, which is odd. They seemed very eager to speak with me regarding Loki's charade as a female and I was hoping to clear things up once and for all."
"I'd almost forgotten about that meeting." Cephera frowned. She'd been a little disappointed the day Frigga told her that their meeting had been cancelled. She'd really wanted to see Frigga in action defending her son and restoring the peace. "What will you do?"
"I've been mulling it over and I think I'm going to head up there. It might be nothing, but it's strange for them to just drop an offence like that."
"When will you go?" Cephera nudged closer to the edge of her chair.
"Tomorrow morning, you'll come won't you?"
"Of course!" Cephera replied feeling excited all over again.
"Thank you." Frigga smiled and gave a warm nod.

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