Unadulterated Smut with Uncle Loki

“Unadulterated Smut” Uncle Loki x Niece OC ~ Chapter 7

***

Another few weeks passed and Grace and Loki slowly settled into their new lives. Don’t misunderstand, they still fought; but they were always able to make-up by the next day - - or later on in the afternoon if they were horny enough.

“Get up... We’re only going to go to this thing because you want to go...” Loki said while gently shaking Grace awake. The teen grumbled and pulled the sheets over her face,

“Can’t we go later?”

“No. You’re not the only one who likes getting out of this house you know.” he leaned down and kissed up her neck. Grace wrapped her arms around Loki and breathed in his scent.

“You’re wearing the new aftershave...” she mumbled. He began slowly sucking on her neck as he ran his hands down her sides. A deep throbbing emitted from the teens nether regions, causing a moan to build in her throat. “Hmm... Fuck me before we go...” a small smile pulled at Loki’s lips.

“We’ll miss that stupid craft fair if we do...” he said while moving away slightly.

“I don’t care...” she murmured while sitting up and kissing him gently. Loki chuckled.

“Very well.” He said with a smirk while pressing Grace down into the bed.

The teen wrapped her legs around Loki’s slender waist and rolled her hips forward, eliciting a deep moan from him. Grace’s hands slipped under his shirt before she slid it from his body. Loki’s fingers found her already damp womanhood and he quickly plunged two digits within her.

“No foreplay today...” he ordered almost desperately. Grace was too overwhelmed by the motion of Loki’s fingers to manage a proper response; the only thing she could do was nod and moan. The Asgardian Prince chuckled and quickly tore any clothes that separated them away. Grace seized the opportunity to reach down and take hold of Loki’s already hard cock. A low rumble echoed in his chest and he bucked into Grace’s hand.

“No foreplay...” she leaned up and kissed his lips quickly. “So hurry up and fuck me.” Without another word Loki removed his fingers and pressed his member deep into Grace. She was already wet, and he was already hard; so Loki didn’t see a point in toying around longer than necessary - - he just wanted to feel her writhe and moan beneath him... but as soon as he entered her threshold, he began regretting it...

She was so tight that it felt like her insides were constricting him, forcing him an oddly pleasant pain. He was almost certain that if he tried to move, he would cum right away; however any hope of slowing down disappeared when Grace began rocking her hips forward.

“M-Move. Please...” Loki sniggered and let out a heavy breath before shifting his weight to his arms and placing them on either side of Grace’s head.

“Patience is a virtue.”

“Fuck virtues...” the teen whined, she was growing tired of Loki’s game. She needed him to start moving, otherwise she would lose it. She was full, but that was all. She wanted the pleasure he could give, she wanted all of it and more.

“I only plan to fuck you my dear.” He said before slowly rolling his hips forward. The teen moaned loud and quickly moved to wrap her legs around Loki’s waist.

“You’re so irritating sometimes.” She just managed to say before she was wracked with uncontrollable moans,

“And yet you love me.” He said while picking up the pace of his thrusts and kissing down her chest. Grace made a noise that told Loki she acknowledged his words, but made little attempt to say anything else.

Grace had become accustomed to Loki dominating her, in fact she loved it, but something about this morning made her want to switch it up. She wanted to make him moan and writhe with pleasure, but then deny it at the last minute. Was it because he chose a really bad time to start toying with her? Probably; however all it should have meant was that Loki should have expected her to bite back. The teen used all the strength she could muster to flip Loki onto his back and pin him to the bed. It took the raven haired prince a moment to regain his senses, but when he did, he was more than happy to let Grace have her way.

The teen rolled and rocked her hips up and down, back and forth, trying to force Loki over the edge before she herself reached her climax; but she could feel her own orgasm nearing.

“A-Ah! Loki!” her head rolled back as she tried to pare back her uncontrollable urge to move faster and faster; however when Loki’s hands found her bounding breasts and he began teasing her nipples, she lost all remnants of control.

“Cum for me Grace...” Loki groaned while sitting up to roughly take the pink bud between his teeth.

“Shut up.” She whined, trying to relax her abdomen. His hands slipped to her hips, forcing her movements faster.

“Cum.” He said before pressing his lips against her plump ones. He could feel her muscles constricting, even though she was fighting desperately against her own need to climax. “You won’t outlast me... Just give in and cum...” his hands began to roam her body hungrily.

“Sh-Shut up...” she said through gritted teeth, but she knew it was useless. The warmth of Loki’s body, mixed with the fast movements and his constant touches threw her over the edge; ravaging her body with loud, lust filled moans and uncontrollable quakes and tremors. When she all but screamed Loki’s name, he too was sent over the edge.

It took nearly twenty minutes for the two to come down from their highs. Grace could still vaguely notice the unnatural warmth in her abdomen long after Loki pulled out. Abnormally heated nether regions was apparently a side effect of being a Jotun; it was something she began noticing soon after they arrived on Earth – it didn’t bother her much at all, it just took a little time to become accustomed to feeling his hot seed for nearly an hour after they had sex. Though, if she was being completely honest, it was arousing... Knowing Loki had spilled inside her, and being able to feel it for so long.... It was the main cause for their multiple copulations in one session. Grace shuddered with pleasure as the memories filled her mind.

***

The two left the house just after lunchtime, much to Loki’s irritation. He didn’t really want to leave the house at all, and hoped that distracting Grace with a day filled with hot and heavy sex would allow him to stay in the comfortable silence of their home; but no. She wanted to go out. She wanted to drag him through the outskirts of the town by the scruff of his neck and take him to a damned food festival... He didn’t even like Midgard food all that much!

On the way Grace became distracted by a small craft shop. Ever since they had arrived on Earth she had taken up different handicrafts; mainly because she grew bored between their magic lessons, eating, sleeping and bouts of sex. Loki chose to hang around the doorway, neither interested nor patient enough to watch Grace dawdle around the store... That’s not to say he didn’t keep a close watch on his lover. Whenever they went out, she would always draw the attention of unsavoury characters - - unsavoury characters to Loki meant any man who approached her. One man approached Grace in the store and began what Loki designated as a futile attempt to court her. Futile as it was, it still made Loki jealous, and irritated; but he knew Grace wouldn’t give the stray dog so much as a bone. Gritting his teeth Loki moved to stand next to Grace; which is when the man asked if Loki was her older brother. That was it. If Loki didn’t say something he was going to kill the Midgardian, but Grace saw an opportunity to play around with the poor unsuspecting soul.

“Yes.” She answered before Loki had a chance to speak. The man conversed a little with Loki before walking away.

“Why’d you do that?” Loki asked while glaring daggers into the teen’s head. Grace shrugged,

“I dunno.” She replied with a smirk. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the man looking in their direction. “Maybe so I could do this.” She said before quickly pressing her lips to his. Her lips parted slightly, allowing Loki’s tongue to invade her mouth completely.

When they parted, Grace’s eyes moved to the man, who looked completely and utterly shocked; his mouth was hanging open and his eyes bulging. Grace released Loki and pulled away,

“While I do enjoy that...” he quickly pressed his lips to hers. “You have to learn to control yourself... Otherwise we won’t be able to come out as often...” Grace pouted.

“Fine...” she said begrudgingly. Loki hooked his arm around her shoulder and began walking.

“We’ll go to the food festival now...” he said. Looking around he could see the judgemental stares coming from the onlookers. Damn Midgardian’s...

***

The food festival took nearly thirty minutes to get to, and by the time the two arrived, Grace was starving. She kissed Loki on the cheek before she pushed him towards a park bench, knowing that the big mob of people standing in front of the stalls would only serve to bore or irritate him. He wasn’t exactly a ‘people person’...

“What do you want?”

“You.”

“What do you want to eat?”

“You.” Grace giggled and tried to walk away, but Loki snagged the teens arm and pulled her down to straddle his lap.

“I thought I needed more self-control...” she murmured while wrapping her arms around Loki.

“Your mouth needs more self-control. As long as no one thinks we’re brother and sister, I think it will be fine.”

“You’ve never complained about my mouth before... Especially this morning...” her fingers skimmed down his chest and briefly ran across his manhood before she swiftly pulled away and moved towards the food stall.

The entire time she was standing in line, Grace could feel Loki undressing her with his eyes. Just before she reached the front of the line, an elderly woman with near-white hair turned to the teen.

“My dear, how old are you?” Grace’s brows furrowed. That was an odd question...

“I turned seventeen a little while ago.” She replied slowly. The elderly woman’s eyes moved to Loki.

“And how old is your friend?” Grace looked towards Loki, a vacant expression covering her face.

“Um... well...” Shit... How old did he look? Everyone always said her father looked like he was in his thirties... That would do... right? “Thirty... something...” Grace said awkwardly.

“Huh...” the elderly woman said. “Are you two... dating?” she almost seemed scared to ask. Grace tried not to smile and laugh. They were doing so much more than just dating.

“I suppose you could say that...”

“How long have you two been dating..?” Grace’s eyebrow rose.

“I don’t see how any of this is your business.” The elderly woman looked taken aback. Grace quickly turned, ordered her food and walked back over to Loki.

She handed the raven haired prince a small plastic bowl of pasta to Loki,

“I think you’re gonna need a disguise...” Grace said as she plopped down next to Loki.

“Oh? Why is that?” he asked while taking the ice cream from Grace and handing her his pasta.

“We’re getting some weird looks, and the nosy old biddy over there asked me how old we were and how long we’ve been together... It would be easier if we looked closer in age...” Loki hummed for a moment while taking a few licks of his ice cream. Grace quickly leaned forward and took a large bite of the sweet frozen cream before returning to her pasta.

“I’ll make that change once we’re out of view of everyone.” Grace nodded.

After they finished eating, Loki led Grace to a small closed off area near the edge of the festival. It was a small, open field surrounded by large trees and knee high shrubs. The children of the fair tried to get into the field to play, but the thick shrubbery had kept them out. Grace’s attention was so focused on the open trees and the sweet woody scent of the field that she didn’t even notice Loki transform into a younger version of himself. When the teen turned, her jaw very nearly hit the floor. He was... cute. His face had lost its sharp features, replaced with a slightly soft roundness. His build was still the same, though he looked a little shorter; and his clothes had been replaced with black skinny jeans and a flowy emerald green shirt.

“Wow...” the brown haired girl stepped forward and gingerly ran her fingertips over his chest and tangled in his shoulder length hair. Loki chuckled.

“I like...”

“More than the normal me?” Grace looked outraged with the question.

“Of course not!” Again Loki laughed, but this time it only made the teen’s cheeks redden and her eyebrows furrow. Loki’s arms wrapped around her and he kissed the top of her head.

“More than the real me?” he asked in an almost trance-like state. Grace looked up and tangled her fingers in his hair.

“If you could walk around without drawing attention to yourself, I would happily stand by you in all your blue glory...” Loki smiled warmly and tightly wrapped his arms around her slender body.

“I may just hold you to that later on.” He said with a smirk. “But if a change in age would make me look less like a paedophile...” he stepped back and snapped his fingers, instead of a cutely rugged teen standing before Grace, Loki had changed himself into a teenage girl. Grace’s mouth fell open. “Then this would be even more inconspicuous...” Grace pursed her lips, walked forward and tightly grasped Loki’s breasts.

“YOU HAVE NICER TITS THAN I DO!” she yelled before releasing the soft mounds. “That’s not fair.” She crossed her arms and pouted. Loki chuckled softly and pulled the young girl tightly to his new body.

“Shall we test how far this form can take us both?” The raven haired woman asked as she tilted Grace’s head up.

“I...” a deep blush coloured the teen’s cheeks. “I’ve never thought of... well... doing another woman before...” Loki swiftly captured Grace’s lips.

“If you get bored or tired, I can make a familiar addition to this body...” Grace’s mouth fell open.

“Are you saying this...” she trailed her soft hands over Loki’s curvy and smooth body, “-with a dick?” she finished. “Why am I so turned on by that...?” Loki shrugged and ran her fingers over Grace’s jaw line.

“If you desperately need it... But I’m certain I can more than pleasure you in this form alone...”

The teen looked around the wooded area. If someone looked really hard then maybe they would see the two of them... but... Grace’s eyes moved back to Loki.

“Here.” She said while removing her shirt and beginning to unbutton her pants.

“Here?”

“Here.” Loki snapped his now slender and feminine fingers and their clothes disappeared completely. Without hesitation Grace began to roughly knead Loki’s large breasts with one hand, as the other moved down his new body. When her fingers met with Loki’s damp lower lips, she pulled away. It was too weird... She loved Loki... but... She’d never thought about him as a woman, much less having sex with him...

“Grace?”

“I... I just... This is too...” Grace tried to move further from Loki, but she found herself unable to move – mainly because of Loki’s arms...

“It’s okay... it took a while for me to get used to this form as well...” he ran a hand through Grace’s hair. “I will have you in this form... just not yet.” Grace felt Loki’s body change again, returning to his regular form.

***

After that day, Loki would transform into his female counterpart every time they left the house. As Grace became more and more comfortable with the female Loki, they found themselves sneaking away to fuck each other’s brains out; whether it was with Loki’s true form, or female form. There were even times Loki would create a duplicate of his female form for Grace to play with, and he would sit back and watch as his teenage lover have sex with another woman - - which helped him to get off quicker and quicker every time. But as winter rolled in, and the cold days set in, the two decided to stay in the house more. This was also because the outskirts of the town had shut down their festivals, and entering the town centre was too dangerous. Both Loki and Grace knew SHIELD would find them if they went anywhere near security cameras too often; they could change their appearance, but Grace’s face wouldn’t change enough to go completely undetected.

It didn’t bother either of them all that much. They spent their days in the warmth of the others embrace; Loki had managed to rewire some of the town’s cable, so they had television to watch - - though that was more for Grace than him... That was when he realised he had been blankly staring at the screen without the warmth of Grace above or beside him... She had disappeared into the back of the house long ago, and now Loki was starting to get worried. Usually on a cold day like this she would refuse to let him go, out of a desperate need for warmth... But today she was nowhere to be found. Maybe she was tired after going into town to get supplies yesterday... No, that wasn’t right...

Loki walked around the house for a good twenty minutes or so before he found the bathroom door open. When his eyes found Grace, he was completely confused at the sight before him.

“One, two, three, four, five...” Why was Grace counting? His eyes moved to the small un-opened packet on the basin, and he very nearly cursed. “L-Loki?” she said in a hurried rush while trying to hide the small box.

“Was it positive?” he asked while stepping closer.

“I haven’t taken it yet...” she said while pulling the pregnancy test from behind her back. Loki sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

“How many weeks has it been?” he asked almost nervously.

“Too many...” Loki sighed irritably and rubbed his temple. “You don’t want it?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“But it’s what you’re thinking.” Loki didn’t answer. Grace bit her lower lip and shook her head and tried to walk out of the bathroom, but the Asgardian prince blocked her path.

“Grace, I-,”

“I haven’t done this before; I’ve never had a scare like this. I haven’t even thought of kids. I’m not even eighteen yet Loki! I-,” Loki placed his hands on her cheeks and wiped away the tears that threatened to spill over her eyes.

“Come with me...” He said while leading her from the bathroom.

Loki placed Grace down on the couch in the lounge room, and Leif immediately ran up to her and sat down beside her. Loki lifted the little tree off of the lounge,

“Go get me a twig.” He said while ushering him towards the door. Leif smiled and nodded before waddling out of the house.

“Loki, I’m serious... I-,”

“Hush...” He laid the teen back and placed a small piece of semi-frozen branch that Leif had retrieved on her stomach.

“What are you doing?” the teen asked,

“Seeing if I get to have fun for the next eighteen years, or if I have to spend every day worrying.” Grace’s brows furrowed.

“What do you mean?”

“I want to see if I get to have fun with a son, or if I have to spend every day worrying over a little girl.”

“You don’t want a girl?” Grace asked as tears sprung to her eyes. Damn hormones... Loki looked up, and immediately his eyes widened,

“No, no, no, that’s not what I meant.” He reached up and stroked her cheek. “I have had several boys, but I have only ever had one girl. I know already that if it is a girl, I will spend every day of her life worrying about her...”

“Wouldn’t you do the same if it were a boy?” Loki smiled slightly,

“Yes, but not in the same way...” his hand covered the small twig and he poured his magic through Grace’s stomach. When he removed his hand, the twig had blossomed into a beautiful blue rose.

***

Thor had rushed to Earth as soon as Heimdall told him of Grace’s run in with Tony and Steve, but they had lost her, and even with all of SHIELD’s connections and technology, she had not been found... So many months had passed without a whisper from her. Had he hurt her so much that she cut everyone away? Thor’s fist clenched and he slammed his hand down roughly on the table, making everyone in the room jump.

“Thor...” Steve started, making the God of Thunder look up. “Everyone is worried about her... but sitting here brooding won’t do you any good... Go home, look after Jane. When we find her, you can be sure Heimdall will see, and send you down.” Thor shook his head.

“No... No if we find her, I want to be the first one she sees... After all that has happened, I would not have anyone bring her back...”

“If we find her- - ,” Tony stopped when Thor’s glare settled on him. “When we find her, we won’t go near her until you turn up... how’s that?” Thor looked away, deep in thought for a moment,

“Very well...” Thor looked to the rest of his team. “Thank you...”

***

Pregnant sex was hot and fun at first, but as the months passed and Grace’s stomach grew, she found it too straining to continue at the pace she was accustomed to. Mix the lack of sex with her emotional instability and insatiable cravings - - for both food and Loki - - and Grace was nothing more than a horny, hungry and an emotional mess. It began to wear on Loki as much as it did with her. To keep himself in line, he had to continuously tell himself that it was at least partially his fault she was like this, and that it would be over soon.

One night Loki left the house to ‘acquire’ dinner for the both of them, and of course, that was when the intense cramps started. It started as nothing special; throughout the pregnancy Grace had dealt with cramps - - but the longer they lasted the worst they became, and when her water broke, she began freaking out.

“No, no, no, no!” She groaned in pain and clutched her stomach while slowly lowering herself onto the plush couch. “No, not yet damn it...” Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as fear gripped her chest. “Not while he’s not here...” she groaned again as another contraction ripped through her stomach. “Oh by the Gods, I don’t know what to do...” Loki had listed the stages of the pregnancy and they had come up with a sort-of game plan for when the labour started; but now that it was time, and she was alone, everything escaped her mind. The teen clenched her stomach tightly and tried to breathe through the pain, but nothing could soften the pain. Leif slowly crept towards Grace, and when she screamed out in pain, he hid behind the couch. “L-Leif...” The teen groaned. Slowly the small tree-person peeked out from behind the couch. “Leif can you go find Loki?” He stepped forward until he was beside Grace. “Please, go get Loki...” He softly ran his branchy hand over Grace’s stomach and made a concerned squeak before turning and running out the door.

The teen watched as Leif left the house, and silently pleaded that he would be quick; however as the minutes passed, that hope began to fade. Eventually the cramps began to quicken, and there was barely enough time in between to calm her breathing...

“Grace!” Loki yelled as he entered the room. The teen couldn’t even open her eyes because of the pain, but she felt far safer knowing he was beside her than when she was alone... The teen groaned loudly.

“It hurts...” she whimpered as Loki lifted her into his arms.

“Hush... just breathe...” he said while starting to walk towards their bedroom.

***

The birth took far less time than Grace had expected, though it hurt more than she hoped it would... However, now was the time for the truly hard part... naming...

“What about Tait?” Grace asked.

“No.” The teen raised an eyebrow.

“Why not?” she turned back to the smiling baby in her arms, “It means happy... or something.” She said with a sleepy smile while resting her head on Loki’s shoulder. He kissed her forehead and moved the hair from her face.

“You did a good job...” Grace eyed him for a moment.

“Okay then, come on. Out with it. What do you want to call him?”

“Am I not allowed to pay you a compliment out of no other reason than the fact that you deserve it?”

“No.” Loki sighed..

“Leikr... or Leifr.”

“Leif won’t take too kindly to you taking his name...” Loki groaned irritably. “Besides, are you trying to keep the whole ‘L.L’ thing alive?” Loki smirked and kissed her temple.

“Are you not trying to subtly name him after Thor?” Grace thought back over the few names she knew, when something hit her.

“Frodi, or Frid.”

“You mean to name him after Frigga?”

“Yes.” She said with a small smile. “Think about it... of all our family, she’s really the only one that we can both stand to be around. If we name him after Thor, you’ll never forgive me, and if you name him after yourself, then I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at you the same.”

“Why not?”

“Because it would be amazingly egotistical.” You kissed his cheek. “He’ll already have your name, remember? Lokison...” Loki thought it over the names for a moment.

“Frodi Lokison...” Grace smiled and yawned. Loki’s hands slipped under the warm bundle in her arms.

“Go to sleep. I will take care of him.” Grace’s eyes had already begun closing, but she fought against her need for sleep.

“No... No I’m fine...” she slurred. Loki chuckled and pulled the baby into his own arms.

“Calm down. You seem to forget this isn’t my first child. I know what to do.” Grace hummed as she began drifting off.

***

The first few months Grace was too tired to fool around with Loki every day; but at the months slowly drifted on and Frodi grew, she found more time to herself - - or more accurately, she found more time for them. By this time Loki had become accustomed to his role as new father once more - - though it wasn’t like it was anything entirely new to him. Leif had also taken on the role of an older brother for the baby; though Loki wasn’t always happy to leave his child in the care of a ‘walking, talking stump’. Excluding the small arguments over that matter, Grace and Loki were perfectly happy with their lives - - however, neither had planned on adding to their family so soon...

Seven months after their first child was born, Grace fell pregnant again. When she told Loki, he cursed loud enough to scare all the animals from the forest surrounding their home. Nine months later Astrid was born, and from that moment, Grace made sure she was using birth control, and that Loki would wear condoms - - whenever she could talk him into it that is...

*Five Years Later*

“But I wanna go into town!” Frodi said while stomping his little foot. Grace sighed as she finished buttoning Astrid’s fluffy pink jacket.

“Mommy, pick me up,” The little girl said while extending her arms up.

“Loki, your turn.” Grace said with a tired sigh as she picked her daughter up.

“We’ve already been through this Frodi.” Loki started as he stepped into the lounge room. “When you’re older you can go with your mother or me, but not while you’re still so little...”

“I’m not little! You said so the other night!” Loki quickly stepped over to his son and lifted him up while gently tickling his sides.

“Compared to me, you are little.” He said with a chuckle as Frodi began cackling manically.

“Mommy, can we go into town?” Astrid asked as she gently twisted Grace’s hair between her fingers. Grace shifted the little girl higher on her hip.

“No baby. We can’t...”

“Grace.” Loki called. For a long silent moment the two looked into each other’s eyes. “We’ll be fine... One afternoon couldn’t hurt.” He stepped forward and quickly pressed his lips to hers - - making the two children, and Leif, simultaneously call out ‘eeeeeew’. Grace and Loki smiled,

“One afternoon... That’s all...” she stated. Large grins pulled at both Astrid and Frodi’s faces.

Notes

I should really get an editor beta... >.> Oh welll.....
(Also, sorry it took so long!!! I got distracted by school work and 'Give Me Love' ^^;)

Again, sorry if there are any huge grammatical errors... usually I go back through and read it twice... but I just cant manage it tonight... DX
Anyway, did you like it?!??! I know it took forever to post... but... was it worth it...? TT-TT I need to know...
(also, how do you think everyone /Jane, Thor, The Avengers/ would react to Loki and Grace's children?)