Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

“Give me Love” – Loki x Reader Chapter 36

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You couldn’t help but smile as you looked in the large mirror. Even if you were slightly too thin, to sickly, too tired looking… he wanted you… and you wanted him.

“I’m coming.” You called. You took a deep breath, and opened the door…

***

Loki’s jaw nearly hit the ground when he caught his first sight of you. You shifted slightly, nervous to be so exposed. As his eyes scanned your body, you could feel you nipples harden, and a dampness form in your nether regions. You felt a little but like you did back in the tower; a lamb being circled by a big bad wolf… but you weren’t scared, not this time. You stepped forwards slowly, knowing that every second it took for you to reach him was another second of torture. Was it bad that you loved torturing him in such a way? You weren’t a sadist at all... but knowing how desperately he wanted you turned you on... Just as you reached the bed Loki tried to stand up but you forced him to remain sitting. He tried to reach up to touch you, but you caught his hands and gently pushed them away.

“(Name)…” he growled desperately. You were well aware of the growing hardness in Loki’s constricting pants, but you wanted to tease him some more, like you had in the beach house. You rested your knee on the bed beside him, before you moved to straddle his lap completely. Again he tried to take hold of your body, but you quickly pinned his hands beneath your knees.

“No touching.” You whispered, your lips barely a millimetre from his. You leaned forwards to gently press your body against his, forcing a low groan from his lips. Your hands roamed over his chest before moving down to slowly unbutton his pants. The closer your hands came to his member, the more certain you were that you were about to lose your mind in lust. No touching... even though you wanted him to touch you so desperately.

“(Name)…” he groaned again, bucking up against you.

“Shhh...” you cooed while softly guiding him to lay back on the bed. Another groan left his lips as your hips pressed tighter against his. Slowly you moved down along his body, his hands remaining still. You kissed and licked along his hip line as your hand finally indulged him and began stroking his manhood. The relieved moan that left his lips made absolutely certain that you were soaked through your underwear, your juices running down your legs as your entrance throbbed with anticipation. You pumped him a few times, your other hand moving to stroke your lower lips and tease your clit. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Loki watching you intently. You smirked and kissed the tip of his member, causing it to twitch and throb in your hands.

“Stop teasing...” his voice was low and warning. You crawled back up his body, allowing his erect member to glide across your clothed breasts and stomach, before starting to tease him with your entrance through the thin fabric hiding you from him. Clearly it frustrated him because his hands quickly moved the thin material out of his way before he thrust his hips upwards. You released a soft, pleasure filled sigh as he entered you.

Loki’s hands moved to your hips as he moved you along his length. You were moving so slowly, and yet you were already having trouble keeping your breathing steady. The two of you had sex a few weeks ago... but he felt too big. He felt bigger than he did then... How was that even possible? Your hands rested against his lower abdomen to move your hips up and down more freely. Loki groaned as he leaned up to capture your lips. The sudden kiss forced you to slow slightly, but not enough to deprive you of the pleasure filled sensation. You hummed softly as your hands moved to his neck, the tips of your fingers tangling tightly in his hair. A needy groan left his lips, signalling his desperation for you to move faster, and of course you did. One of his hands stayed on your hips as the other skimmed all over your body, desperately grabbing and teasing your body. More moans caught in your throat and you could feel the hoarseness already threatening to ruin your ability to speak; but you tried to pay it as little attention as possible, instead focusing on Loki, on his thrusts, on his manhood sheathed deeply within you...

You could feel your body slow, unable to keep up due to the overwhelming pleasure radiating from your abdomen. Loki tightly wrapped his arms around you as he sat up so he could lay you down on the soft mattress. Quickly you lost the ability to even moan, and found yourself needing to cling closely to Loki. You couldn’t stop the pressure from building in your stomach. God you wanted it to last longer… You weren't even naked yet and it felt like you were about to reach your end! You gritted your teeth and softly eased Loki away from your body, regardless of how much you wanted him.

“What's wrong…?” He asked, huffing softly as he tried to catch his breath.

“I just need a minute...” you breathed heavily. Loki hummed and ran his hands up your thigh, his thumb stopping to tease your clit. A moan left your throat as your hips jerked against his hand and member. You could tell that your uncontrollable movement is what Loki wanted; hell, you wanted it too... but no... not yet! Tightly held onto his shoulders to stop yourself from moving.

“(Name)...?” You really wanted to try something… But the idea of actually asking for it made you nervous. The only time you had actually seen him do it was that night in the cells all those months ago. The idea of trying something you'd seen that night made your stomach churn, but you wanted to… You almost had to. It would – hopefully – help to remove the foul taste that night left. It would help you move passed it once and for all.

“H-How many solid illusions can you make...?” You asked shyly, avoiding eye contact.

“What…?” He asked, clearly surprised. He used doppelgangers to hold Thor back... How many could he make?

“How many of you could physically touch me at once…?” You asked, even more nervous than before. Loki chuckled softly and lowered himself so his forehead rested on your own.

“Four...” he replied softly, trying to capture your lips. After a few failed attempts, his strong hands pulled you tightly against his body, allowing him free access to your mouth in your moment of surprise. He sat back up, pulling you onto his lap as he did. That was when you felt it. There was one too many hands caressing and stroking your body... The alien hand ran down your back and pulled at the waist band of your underwear. “But perhaps we should start with two...?” He suggested, glancing to his duplicate. You followed his gaze as a hue of red coloured your cheeks. It was strange having two Loki’s surrounding you, their arms wrapped tightly, protectively, around your body as they both tried to fight back their obvious need to just throw you on a bed and have their way. You nodded,

“Yes...” you whispered softly, amazed your voice worked at all. The second Loki, the one that had appeared behind you, turned your face away from the original and kissed you deeply as he unclipped the black bra, his hands slipping around your body to tightly squeeze your breasts. The original slipped the bra from your shoulders and unclipped the chains joining it to your underwear. Your fingers tangled in the duplicates hair as his fingers slipped into your underwear and began stroking your slick lower lips. The original Loki kissed down between your breasts and stomach as his hands began fiddling with the fabric between your legs. You vaguely heard something tear before he hiked the underwear up to your hips, leaving your womanhood bare. Okay, he would owe you some new lingerie... His hands then moved over the back of your thighs and found your backside. A whimper built in your throat. You could barely keep up with two Loki’s... It was hard to imagine what four would be like. They both chuckled, your hips rocking forwards to try to get friction beyond the teasing amount the duplicate offered you. Your entire body shook when they both slipped their fingers inside of you. You broke the kiss and moaned uncontrollably. The feeling of embarrassment washed over you. You were shamelessly moaning, begging them for more and it caused your entire face to heat up. Maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad if they coordinated themselves and moved at the same time... but they didn’t. They didn’t offer you a single moment to catch your breath or steady yourself. As one pulled out, the other entered you deeply; and the original Loki wouldn’t leave your clit alone! Did he actually want to you finish before he had a chance to?! Eventually you gained the impression they were doing it on purpose. They wanted to get as many moans out of you as they could... The mere idea that these godly men were working so damn hard to ensure your pleasure set you off even more. Again tightness and the threat of release built in your body, but again you were denied that ultimate pleasure as both of them pulled their long fingers from your womanhood. “Damn it!” your voice cracked and squeaked as you whined. The original Loki gently kissed your temple.

“Calm yourself...” he said, stroking your hair. He obviously didn’t understand... It was starting to hurt now... Forcing you to wait like this was torture. It was impossible to describe how wet you were and how ready and wanting you were to finally climax... The Loki behind you placed his hands at the back of your thighs and lifted you up, allowing both himself and the Loki in front access to your womanhood. You gasped softly as you tried to find a comfortable position between the two of them, but eventually gave in to the idea that there was no real comfortably position. The original Loki kissed you deeply, taking your breath away even more than he already had. “Ready?” he asked, and you nodded almost instantly. You were so ready... you were ready five damn minutes ago! Loki pecked your lips once more before they both moved.

Nothing could prepare you for both of them entering at once. A mixture of pleasure and pain cycled through your wet core, and you couldn’t stop the loud, pleasure filled moans from leaving your mouth. It took a moment for your inner walls to adjust to the feeling of two long, hard members within you. Your womanhood was throbbing, which clearly offered the two Loki’s pleasure, because you could feel their members twitching, pulling your already stretched walls in different directions. Your head rolled back,

“God fuck me...” you moaned. When they finally started to move, the feeling increased tenfold. Your nails dug into the shoulders of the original Loki because you were unable to completely comprehend the sensations running through you. You did notice their lips and teeth over your skin and their hands all over your body. You were gasping for air, your lungs not working well enough to take an adequate amount in. The original Loki laid back, pulling you on top of him as the other maintained his position behind you. The doppelgangers hands settled on your hips to hold you still as they both continued pounding deep into you. They moaned your name over and over, but you couldn’t pay them the same courtesy, too overwhelmed with pleasure to do anything. Your muscles tightened and you bit your lower lip as they finally, finally, allowed you to release. Your entire body was engulfed in pleasure filled spasms. Your hips jerked uncontrollably as a moan echoed through your throat. The Loki’s gripped you tightly from all angles as they released. It took a good three minutes for you to come down and your head to stop spinning.

The second Loki moved out of the way so the original could lay you down on the bed. Each of them took up a place beside you. You hummed softly as they wrapped their arms around you and the room began to fall silent, no longer filled with the panting and desperate moans or the sound of flesh connecting with other flesh as they thrust deep into you. Your entire body shuddered just at the thought. Loki chuckled, though by this time you had lost track of which one it was,

“How was that?” He asked, gingerly tracing his fingertips over your breast and nipple. Your fingers reached back to tangle in the hair of one of them, your free hand tracing the lines of the others muscular yet still slightly slender stomach.

“Amazing....” you mumbled with a smile. Loki chuckled again and stroked your hair,

“Would you like to go another round...?” he asked. You glanced up to him with a smirk on your lips,

“Only if you think you can keep up with me.”

***

By the early morning both you and Loki were exhausted and laying breathless on the bed. His body was laced with yours so much that you could barely move. Never had you felt so completely fulfilled before. Somehow you had managed to keep up with Loki, your bluff nearly backfiring halfway through the night when you felt so exhausted you could have happily passed out atop of Loki, his manhood still inside of you and fully erect. However somehow, just somehow you managed to stay awake long enough to ensure the both of you were satisfied. The doppelganger of Loki disappeared after the first few times because he was unable to maintain the focus needed to keep him materialised; and you were certain if he had stuck around, you wouldn’t have lasted it as long as you did. Your first day as a married couple... it was perfect...

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You woke up in a bed that was not your own. Well… the bed you fell asleep in wasn’t your own either… or was it? It was Loki’s bed, and you were now his wife… so it was yours too… right? Either way, you woke up in a bed you didn’t recognise. Loki’s warmth was still beside you, and tangled all around you, so at least you hadn’t been kidnapped - - or maybe you had and they just decided to bring Loki along as well… When you rolled over, Loki grunted softly and shifted, his green eyes cracking open slightly.

“Morning…” You mumbled, your voice hoarse from a night filled with moaning and screaming. Loki smiled, probably proud with himself that he had made you scream so loud your voice didn’t want to work.

“How are you feeling?” He asked. You hummed softly, your chest crackling slightly. You were sore, exhausted, still tingling, tired, but most of all content…

“Awesome…” you said with a wide smile. He chuckled softly and wrapped his arm around your waist. “Where are we?” you asked,

“In one of the houses the royal family own.” He said. “It was the second part of Frigga’s note, which you didn’t read.” Your brows furrowed.

“There was no second part to her note…” You said.

“When you passed it to me, the note changed. Frigga has magic, just as I do.” He explained already knowing you were going to ask how ink could change on paper.

“So why are we here?”

“For a honeymoon.” He said with a smile. “Though it will only be for a day or two.” You smiled and nodded.

“What will we do while we’re here?” His lips quirked upwards,

“Well. We can go out and enjoy the sites; go to a small lake and waterfall, wander through the forests… or we could remain in here for the whole time.” He said as his fingertips skimmed down your body to gently stroke your womanhood. You forced the smile on your lips to dissipate.

“I would prefer the first choice.” You said, wriggling free of his grasp to stand and leave the bed in search of clothes.

“Seriously?” he asked, confused and clearly disappointed. You stumbled upon a closet and entered, flipping through the clothes.

“Yep.” You pulled a breezy dress off the wrack as well as a set of clothes for Loki, which you threw at him. You wouldn’t tell him you weren’t wearing underwear, or that you planned for the tour of the various places to be filled with sex. You wanted it to surprise him, and make him suffer. He picked up the clothes and looked at them quizzically.

“Seriously?” he asked again. You entered the closet again and pulled the dress on, quickly combed your hair, and then stepped out again. He hadn’t moved. He was still sitting on the bed, confused and pouting slightly.

“Come on… I wanna see the waterfall…” Loki had a knack for sensing what you were thinking… so you had to – rather simply – not focus on the idea of him fucking you under the waterfall. “I promise I’ll make up for it…” You said as you moved to the bed so you could peck his lips. He glanced up and eyed you for a moment before sighing.

“Fine…” he grumbled. You smiled wide and took his hands, helping him out of the bed. As you headed for the door, Loki was just able to stumble into his clothes as you exited the house.

When you made it outside, Loki wrapped an arm around you and led you through the vast estate. Back on Earth, a home with land such as this would have probably cost tens of millions dollars, and even more once you count the costs of having it maintained... It was weird. You didn’t grow up with money. You weren’t dirt poor, but it was manageable... The extravagance of Loki’s life seemed so completely beyond what you could even imagine. You were aware of his champagne taste when you first met him just because of the things he surrounded himself with... but it all seemed insignificant in comparison to the full effect of his royal family...

The gardens surrounding the house were maze like, and displayed what felt like the full force of Asgard’s flora. Birds and insects fluttered around the softly sweeping air, bringing with it the sweet scent of flowers and savoury scent of the earth and grasses. The sounds of something like a cow and various other animals reached your ears, along with the soft hum of Loki’s breathing and heart. You walked for a few minutes before you entered a long path with walls made of trees and a roof made of leaves. No wind could break through the dense tree trunks, no light could pass through the blankets of leaves, and you were almost sure no animals inhabited any part of this path. The ground beneath your feet was soft, cold and unappealingly slimy. Your nose scrunched up as you glanced down to the thick layer of slowly decomposing leaves. You glanced back over your shoulder at the entrance to the path. It was so bright, almost blindingly so, and yet the path you were on was dark, the air unsettling thick and nauseating. Unease settled in your stomach and you clung tighter to Loki. He kissed your temple and squeezed your arm softly,

“The path is old, no one uses it so there is no need for it to be maintained... Don’t worry, nothing will jump out and get you.” He said. You hummed softly and nodded.

Loki being beside you helped to keep your head about you, but the looming darkness still touched your heart in an unpleasant way. It took all your strength not to sprint out when you finally caught sight of the end of the pathway - - not that you saw it until Loki pulled the vines and leaves hiding it away anyway. The dark, terrifying path had led to a large opening. The ground turned from decomposing leaves to fine dirt that shifted with the slightest movement. Trees still surrounded the opening, but were less dense, and thinner at the top, allowing air to flow into the area, and light to stream down in bright rays. A decent sized lake stood between the borders of the trees and vegetation, along with a waterfall that supplied the crystal clear water to the pool. The ground was growing warmer and warmer as you came closer to the edge of the water; almost as if something underground was supplying warmth to the water, like a hot spring. You hadn’t even realised Loki had stopped walking until a gust of wind made your skin tingle under the cold condition. You glanced back to him; his eyes were squarely locked on you.

“What?” you asked, almost shyly. He shook his head,

“Nothing.” He smiled. You raised a brow,

“What were you looking at? I didn’t sit on anything, did I?” you brushed your backside, afraid there was a stain of some sort on the dress.

“Am I not allowed to simply watch my wife?” You smiled wide, already you had taken a liking to him calling you that...

“Do you watch me often when I don’t know it?” The smile on his face told you he probably did, but just didn’t want to quite admit it.

“It’s just much better while you are awake.” He said. You rolled your eyes and turned back to the water.

“Can we go swimming?” you asked. He stepped up beside you and nodded as he kissed your neck.

“Thor and I used to when we were children.” You smiled widely.

“Good.” You stepped around him, pecking his cheek as you did, before stepping across the edge of the lake to the side of the waterfall; Loki sighed, clearly sick of the whole situation already. You couldn’t help but smirk as you continued to watch him out of the corner of your eyes. He was removing his shirt, and unbuckling his belt, irritation still in his eyes. You dipped a toe into the water. It was warm, pleasantly warm. Not too cold, nor too hot. You slipped the thick straps from your shoulders, glancing down at the water,

“Is it always this temperature?” you asked as the dress fell from your body into a puddle on the floor.

“Ye-,” you looked back up at Loki. He was frozen, eyes wide, mouth open and still partially dressed. Even though you would have preferred him completely naked, you had to admit he looked damn good without a shirt…

“So we can come swimming tonight and it will still be like this?” you asked, sweeping your arms out. You weren’t entirely sure if you were gesturing to the pool or yourself in that moment; you decided to leave it up to Loki’s imagination - - though you did remember to bend your knees just enough and pop back up to make your breasts bounce...

“I certainly hope so…” he said, his green eyes wandering over your body.

“Good.” You said, before stepping into the lake and disappearing under the vibrant blue water.

The stream from the waterfall was audible even underwater, and the strangle change in colour from viewing it from underneath was strange, but nice. Eventually your lungs burnt with a need for air, and you were forced to resurface. After wiping the water from your eyes, you came to realise Loki wasn’t there anymore. His clothes were still on the shoreline, but he was not… Your brows furrowed slightly and you glanced around for him. He was nowhere in sight.

“Lok-,” something tightly snagged your waist, and the surprised gasp that left your lips as you went under allowed water to fill your mouth - - and probably your lungs as well. You desperately tried to get back to the surface, but it was no use. The harder you tried to reach the top, the further it seemed from you. Suddenly the thing that grabbed you wrapped itself around your stomach. It felt like arms… and a body behind you… You glanced over your shoulder. It was Loki. Of course it was Loki. It was always Loki. He caught your chin with his hand so you couldn’t turn away and kissed you deeply. If you didn’t feel like you were going to drown, you may have considered it pleasant - - romantic even… But the pain in your chest told you to get the fuck out of the water… so you did the only thing you could, which was to use Loki’s stomach to kick off and return to the air. You knew it would probably irritate him, and hurt him a little… but after weighing up the idea of an irritable Loki and death, you decided an irritable Loki was probably best.

When you reached the warm air, you gasped heavily before breaking into a fit of coughs and splutters. You just managed to get to the edge of the lake and hold onto the stone retaining wall. Maybe jumping in the deep end with Loki around wasn’t a smart thing to do… Loki appeared a few moments later, hair over his eyes and breathing heavily. He flicked his hair back with his hand before turning to you,

“I know I surprised you, but was there really any need to kick me in the stomach?”

“You nearly drowned me.” You said, body trembling. His playful irritation disappeared, replaced with concern as he swam over to you. He moved the hair that had stuck to your face away before wrapping his arms around you so you no longer had to keep yourself above the water level by holding onto the sharp and painful rocks.

“Then next time don’t get me so excited…” He mumbled, holding onto you tightly. You hummed softly and hooked your arms, and legs, around him. “That is certainly one way to not help the situation at all.” He said. You smirked slightly against his skin, feeling his partially hardened manhood brush against your leg. You closed your eyes and rested your head on his chest.

“Maybe that’s how I want the situation…” Loki pulled your head up softly, brow raised.

“What?” You tenderly sucked and kissed along his neck, occasionally your teeth would graze his skin as well. A low groan built in his chest and he held onto you tighter. You were aware you were moving, but you didn’t really pay it much mind. Loki wouldn’t try to drown you again – hopefully – and you were certain he was moving for a reason.

That reason became apparent when your back was pressed tightly against the retaining wall. You were shallower than before because Loki was standing, his hips were rocking against your own. A near whimper caught in your throat when the tip of his manhood slid across your entrance. Loki chuckled softly and captured your lips again, using one hand to attempt to guide his member into you. However you weren’t having that. You weren’t going to let him tease you and then start sex straight away. Just as he was about to slide into your awaiting wetness, you stopped him, using your hand to shield yourself.

“What are yo-,” with your free hand, you gently took hold of Loki’s wrist, guiding his fingers inside of your tight wetness. Immediately a moan escaped your lips, your hips began to rock and back arched. Loki let out a desperate breath, trying to pull his hand away so he could proceed to fuck you; your grip on his hand however did not loosen, in fact it tightened slightly as you began to move his fingers in and out of you. Loki groaned in desperation as you moaned uncontrollably. His member was certainly more than satisfying, but his fingers curling and stroking your inner walls was a type of pleasure you weren’t as accustomed to. He began huskily whispering your name as the hand not currently buried inside of you began rubbing his member. His soft whispers caused your womanhood to tighten and your body to go absolutely crazy as it rocked back and forth, forcing his fingers deeper. But you had to stop… you couldn’t finish yet… The next time Loki’s hand thrust forwards into you, you held him there so he was unable to add that last push of pleasure to send you over the cliff. “What’s wrong…?” he asked as concern in his eyes. He was probably afraid of drowning you again, but that really wasn’t it at all. You took a moment to calm yourself and slow your breathing before you pulled Loki’s hand out of you.

“Fuck me…” you breathed softly before leaning forwards to lock lips.

Loki was knocked back in the water when you lunged at him, but he took it in his stride and easily supported you in the water while also managing to slip his member deep into you. How he managed things so easily and so sneakily you didn’t know, but God you loved it. Instinctively your hips began to move against him, your lips and tongue still entangled with his. The water sloshed around you, almost but not quite masking the sounds of your moans. Your nails dug deep into Loki’s skin and gave you some leverage to move a little easier.

Loki was walking in the water again, and the next thing you knew, you were being laid down in the water, the shifting damp sand underneath you. The two of you were still deep enough to be mostly covered by water, but having the ground to stop you from shifting allowed Loki to thrust harder into you. A rock was sticking into your back, but you just didn’t care; Loki was the only thing you could think about in that moment, how he moved, and the sounds escaping his lips. There were more than a few times the water would come up and almost enter your mouth, but as with the rock you just didn’t care. You sat up slightly and rested your arms back for support, your hips meeting each and every single one of Loki’s thrusts. He caught your hips and forced you to go faster and faster. You were quickly becoming breathless.

“Loki... Loki…” you groaned over and over. You could hear him whispering something back, but couldn’t quite understand it. Your legs wrapped tightly around him, egging him on, wanting him to go faster and harder - - though you were almost certain that was physically impossible. Loki’s fingers dug into your hips and backside as tried to hang on, probably because he didn’t think you were all that close... but god fucking damn it you were... Your muscles would snap if they tightened anymore, and your stomach was so tight that it began affecting your lungs. “Loki.” You moaned.

“Hush...” he groaned, clearly finding it hard to listen to you moan while holding in his orgasm. Your hands ran up his stomach and chest, earning a frantic growl. Quickly you pressed your lips to his, your hands holding him close when you broke away.

“Come... Loki...” your head rolled back and you very nearly screamed. Loki’s lips and teeth teased the exposed skin of your neck as the both of you gave in reached your end.

As Loki relaxed, he released you slightly. You probably would have slipped from his grip and body had it not been for the water holding you still. The muscles in your back and entire body relaxed and you laid back in the water, the cool liquid surrounding everything but your breasts and face. Loki sat back, unable to catch his breath and probably tired. You swam over to him and kissed him softly, receiving a soft hum in response. His arms wrapped around you and held your damp body against his own. He was too tired to support you properly, and you couldn’t manage it yourself either. Loki laid back slowly to float in the water, you were laying on his body, using him almost like a portable Loki raft. His hand gingerly ran over your spine as his heartbeat began to slow. You took a deep breath as your mind and body began to slowly reconnect and communicate once more.

“Let’s go to the other places…” You mumbled.

“Can’t we stay here?” he asked softly. You shook your head.

“No.” You replied, hiding your smirk. You knew what was to come, but he certainly didn’t. Climbing off of your Loki raft and out of the pool, you quickly slipped your dress back on and began wandering off. The dress clung to your wet form and mixed with the wind left you cold. You heard Loki curse as he sloshed his way out of the pool and followed behind you.

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You were laying on an old table – probably a table ten times your age – Loki between your legs. A sharp gasp caught in your throat and your hair tangled in his hair as his tongue slowly travelled up you damp lower lips.

“Loki-ah!” you moaned, hips moving against him. His tongue slipped passed your folds and entered your womanhood. It was a strange sensation. You could feel his warm breath on your nether regions; his hand was massaging your thigh, as the other toyed with your clit and other flesh. He pulled away, his fingertip trailing down your slit before two digits sunk deep into you. You moaned again, content to be filled, however when his mouth moved to your sensitive bud, you all but lost it. His tongue circled the bud as he sucked on your flesh, his fingers moving quick and hard into you, adding another finger, and another. You were almost certain he was going to tear you. You’d taken on two of him at once… but it almost felt like his entire hand was inside of you. Uncensored, incoherent moans left your lips. You were trying to say something, you knew it was there… but you just couldn’t get your thoughts, mouth and lungs to matchup, all your body could physically do was tangle your fingers tighter in his hair to hold him right there, right where it felt so damn good, as your hips rocked against him. You’d honestly lost count of how many times you had released within the past few hours, but it never once lost its pleasure, nor its ability to completely ravage your body with indescribable pleasure; and here it came again. You could feel it tightening in your stomach and forcing your toes to curl.

“Loki... Loki...” your voice was hoarse and desperate as your hips began moving on their own. He hummed softly, sending vibrations through your whole body. That was it. That was the last shove you needed, and the last burst of pleasure your body could take.

You released with Loki’s mouth and hand still buried deep between your legs. He continued sucking and licking your clit until your orgasm ran out. He then pulled his fingers out, your head rolling back down to look at him. He was licking his fingers clean of your juices before proceeding to continue licking your entrance, probably for the same reason he licked his fingers… or maybe to just taste you… either way it made you blush and moan at the same time. Your body was twitching with the remnants of your pleasure, so much so that you could barely breathe. When Loki finally pulled away for the final time, you were able to relax and all but fell back down on the table, Loki laying down beside you. You were so thankful that you managed to get Loki off before he went down on you, because you were certain you wouldn’t have the strength to do it now…

The holes in the ceiling of the gazebo allowed the two of you to see the bright stars of the night sky. You had actually spent the whole day having sex… and it was amazing. You didn’t have to muffle your moans – even though you never really worried about it in the past – because the trees, shrubs and boulders absorbed the ungodly noises that left your lips. By the third time moving to a new area, Loki finally caught on to what you were doing and moved willingly to each area with you. He took you down the stream that fed the lake to an area where some type of Asgardian animal lived; you fed them for a short time before you managed to pull Loki down behind a bush and topped him. Then you moved up the hill to an open field filled with flowers. There was a rather large patch of squashed flowers by the time you two left… After that it was another lake with a large, shielding willow tree, an old boat that nearly capsized on you, and a small cubbyhouse-like structure, before you finally reached the top of the hill and entered the gazebo. You were so tired you didn’t want to move again. Your thighs burnt and feet were so sore. But it was pleasant. The constant – and almost non-stop – hits of euphoria from the sex offered your body boosts through the day and now left you with a pleasant buzz and hazy mind.

Loki wrapped an arm around you and pulled your dress back down over your exposed womanhood. It had dried hours ago, but after the sun disappeared, you found it increasingly hard to keep warm.

“Well…” he said, breathlessly. “That was not exactly what I expected to do today…” he chuckled, “but I am certainly glad it happened the way it did.” You rolled over onto your side and rested your head on his shoulder. The table was uncomfortable to lay on this way, but you were too tired to care.

“What else would you do on a honeymoon?” you asked, already half asleep. Loki shrugged,

“I doubt anything would have been better… Though at times I would have liked a bed...” You smiled.

“Will Frigga talk Odin into letting us do this again…?”

“Odin was the one apparently who suggested this… It’s rather disturbing really to know someone who raised you is quite so kinky…” he said, clearly disturbed by the thought of either of his parents setting up his honeymoon.

“Why would he do that…?” Again Loki shrugged. You sighed softly, “Do you think he would let us out again?”

“The sanctions he had to quickly put together to allow this took a lot of effort. I doubt he would allow it for quite a while.” You hummed.

“Why didn’t you tell me it was Odin who did this?”

“Because he said he had no interest in talking to you about his motives…”

“So why’d you tell me?”

“Because I don’t want to spend an eternity in hell because I lied to you.” He said with a smirk. You smiled,

“You’re surprisingly easy to train.” You joked with a wide smile. Loki snorted,

“Sure.” He said sceptically, though you could sense his irritation.

“I do like your mischievous side…” you whispered, turning his head softly to peck his lips. “I doubt anyone without a little mischievous side could so willingly and freely screw their wife in such open spaces, or so many times in one day… Though I do admit after so many weeks of being good your balls were probably about to explode…” Loki laughed loudly,

“What did you just say?” he asked, probably shocked you had said such a thing.

“What? Just because I’m a girl, it doesn’t mean I don’t know what blue balls are.” You replied. Loki raised a brow,

“Blue balls…?” he asked. You sighed softly,

“It’s when you don’t… you know… do it for a while, or when you’re denied release during sex…”

“Oh, so now you feel uncomfortable talking about my privates in such a manner?” You rolled your eyes. “You do, don’t you?”

“Shush…” you mumbled, causing Loki to chuckle again.

“You can be rather adorable sometimes.” He said. You hummed softly,

“Girls crave it too you know.” Why were you so coy all of a sudden? Talking about sex shouldn’t be awkward after you just did it all day… Loki kissed your forehead,

“Believe me, I know.” He said, tightening his hold on you. “And it is one of the many things I love about you.” You smiled slightly and snuggled into him.

Notes

Who else has seen Tom mostly naked in the Night Manager? Oh my god. I felt like a creep for staring, but I just couldn't help it. XD
Also, there were some misconceptions about the last chapter. Thor has accepted that reader has married Loki, but he still loves her and would probably still pursue her should she break up with Loki.

And reader is not the reincarnation of Sigyn. I had hoped Loki’s ‘once a god, always a god’ would help clear that up, but eh. Reader is Reader, and not Sigyn. Since Sigyn hasn’t shown up, she will consider herself Sigyn even though she isn’t her reincarnation. Kind of like; Loki’s had women that just follow behind him and stick blindly to him out of loyalty even with everything he had done. Reader-chan has decided to stick by him, but in an attempt to curb his future into something happier than he has had, not out of blind loyalty.
Did I mention that the arcs to the story have different names? I cant remember if I did or not…

The Beginnings becomes Body

Jealousy becomes Mind

Taken becomes Soul

and Bound stays the same~!

Do you get what I did there? I would have said it earlier, but I didn’t want to make it too obvious with the whole bonding thing.
I am starting University on the 21st, and with all the other stories I still need to update, there is no guarantee I'll be able to finish this before I start, so if I don't, and the 21st comes and goes, please just be patient. I won't be able to write as much while I'm at school, especially since 12 hours a week is taken up by travel alone. So please, patients!!
Also, the next chapter will be the last. There will be a few other things I post to this story as bonuses at the same time. Including Prolouge/Chapter of original stories I’ve written to see if people would be interested [one of which is based on this story]. The reason behind the Playlist/song meanings. Snippets from my unfinished/unpublished stories to give you all some teasers. And a super special awesome surprise that I know you should all love.