King Loki

Chapter 24
It was still early morning when Loki made it back to his room, Cephera behind him. He'd allowed her to bring him to the medical area, but by the time they'd gotten there he was healing up just fine.
He was tired. He couldn't have been asleep for long before the outbreak. Cephera looked wide awake.
"Will you keep him sedated and locked away forever?" She asked him closing his bedroom door to allow them a private discussion.
"He's dangerous." Loki reminded her.
"He's still a man. He deserves a chance at life." She frowned and leaned against his dresser.
Loki eyed the curve of her nightgown across the top of her breasts. The garment reaching all the way to touch the floor. Her hair hanging in messy waves. He felt heat rise within him and considered the situation they were in.
Alone in his room after just facing a fight that could have ended badly for all of them. Adrenaline pumping. Loki stepped up to her. "Enough about Banner for one night. Let's talk about you. You could have very well saved my life tonight." He dropped his tone, deepening it.
"If you hadn't already cast that sleeping spell my power may not have worked so well." She insisted, her breathing changing to a noticeable deep inhale.
"I've learned a lot about you in the last few weeks. It's true I recruited you for your unique gifts, but lately I've been drawn to so much more." Loki couldn't tame the fire he'd allowed to light.
He yearned to touch her. To have that intimate contact with someone after going so long without. Her reaction to his statement was all he needed.
Her lips parting to answer but no sound coming out. Her chest rising and falling heavily. She had not made to move around him. She'd remained where she was pinned between himself and his dresser.
Loki took his opportunity when she seemed unable to look away from him. He bent down and captured her lips with his own.
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It was somewhat unexpected, but not completely unwelcome. The kiss easily set a fire in her belly that she hadn't felt in quite some time. Excitement laced through her veins making her groan against his lips as his hands slipped around her waist and cupped her ass, making it clear what he wanted with his fingers pulling her nightgown higher.
She didn't resist, she didn't want to. She hadn't thought of the situation when they'd first entered his room. She'd meant to have a conversation regarding Banner, but it didn't take her long to become a flutter of nerves once he'd begun to talk about her.
Loki pulled her body closer to him until every inch of her was pressed to him. She reached her arms up, her fingers lacing into his hair and massaging across his scalp. His kiss fevered and hungry.
She reacted in kind, meeting his tongue with her own when she parted her lips. Her body held back no secrets of her desire.
His hands gripped her buttocks as he lifted her to sit up on his dresser. Her gown was now bunched up over her hips, his hands squeezing her thighs before a single hand roamed between her parted legs.
His fingers trailed lightly across the front of her panties. He groaned, her underwear were already damp, she was sure of that. She was excited at the prospect of feeling a mans touch again. A little apprehensive as well. She'd only ever known Krystoff's.
A part of her apprehension only made her all the more wanting. She grind her hips forward to force his light touch to be pushed against her harder. Her response was easily met when he forced his fingers passed the crotch of her underwear and sunk not one by two fingers into her wetness.
She latched her teeth to his bottom lip. Moaning with every stroke of his fingers inside her. He detached from her teasing bite and moved down to her neck returning that bite in kind.
Cephera felt her body beginning to shudder. All sensation of pleasure taking over. She rocked against his fingers wanting more. Her whole body felt on fire. His lips turned into a smirk against her neck before he dropped to his knees. His probing fingers left her body and she suppressed a whimper, unwilling to look any more desperate than she already did.
He tugged at the fabric keeping him from her core. She lifted her ass to allow their removal and was rewarded with his fingers inside her the moment her underwear were discarded.
Her head lulled back to pressed flat to the mirror. Her back arched and she cried out when Loki's tongue was added to the mixture. "Oh yes," she breathed spreader her legs further. His tongue lapped against her clit fast and then slow. His fingers mimicking the same tempo touching her G-spot.
Forget Krystoff, he never quite touched her like this. This was a different feeling. One that had her pushing her womanhood at Loki silently begging for more.
It took only moments for her to clench her thighs against him, her moans to become louder, her need more urgent. She tipped over the edge of ecstasy and cried out, her body shaking as she came.
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Loki was beyond pleased with himself. Her reaction to his sudden physical interaction more than he could have hoped for.
He continued to trace his tongue around her clit even after her orgasm calmed making her thrash her head at its over-sensitivity. Finally, he tore himself away from the taste of her, he pulled off her nightgown leaving her completely naked for his visual consumption.
He took in the beautiful sight of her glowing skin and lust filled expression. Her legs still spread, her thighs glistening in her own juices. Loki licked his lips and pulled her off the dresser.
She wrapped her arms and legs around his body while he transferred her to his bed. He carefully placed her down onto her back. His armor was long since gone leaving him in just his regular clothing.
He pulled off his tunic and was startled when Cephera's hands grabbed the waist of his pants. She'd sat up, her eyes heavy lidded and focused on his trousers. He allowed her to undo their fastenings, pushing them off his hips to his ankles.
His cock sprang up, stiff and needy.
Loki's head fell back, his eyes focusing on the ceiling, and a curse passing his lips silently. Her hand gripped him, unabashed or afraid. Stroking his length a moment before wrapping her lips around the head.
Loki moaned. He'd never been so glad to have touched himself before bed. If he hadn't, he doubted he'd have been able to last long in this moment. The sensation of having his cock stroked and sucked was a feeling well missed and she was certainly no stranger to the act.
Her tongue traced a path from the base to the tip in a pattern of sucking and then fondly licking. Her motions slow and steady, perhaps savoring the moment. One hand worked with a slight twisting motion in sequence with her mouth.
Loki looked back down, watching her eagerly playing with him. Unable to wait any longer, Loki seized her gently by the hair and pulled her head back. He leaned down and kissed her, forcing her to her back and his hips between her legs.
Using one hand he guided his cock against her wet core and easily slid it within her heat. They both moaned in unison and it wasn't long before Loki was thrusting against her in a steady rhythm.
The muscles of her womanhood squeezed him from time to time creating a tightness that sent pulses of pleasure throughout him. He groaned his pleasure taking her lips in a kiss from time to time.
Her arms remained wrapped under his arms and around his torso. Her fingernails digging into him when he'd take an opportunity to thrust hard and fast.
Loki wasn't sure how much more he could take. His heart was pounding and his pulse racing. He found his rhythm losing its momentum as he got closer to his end.
At the last possible moment, Loki pulled his cock from her core. He grabbed his length in his own hand and with a couple of quick pumps his seed spilled across her abdomen.
He was spent, sweat matting his hair against his forehead. His release bringing about a sweet euphoria.
She lay beneath him breathing heavy, her eyes half closed, but she looked satisfied. Slowly Loki climbed to feet, he took a moment to catch his breath before going to his bathroom to retrieve a wet cloth.
When he returned cephera was sitting up, her fingers touching the sticky substance on her body. Oddly, she looked as though she'd never seen it before. Silently he offered her the cloth to clean herself with. As adamant as he was to make her his, he was still gaining her complete trust. He'd no intentions on forcing her into a pregnancy in an attempt to force her to stay with him. There was still time for building a family later if everything worked out.
He climbed back onto the bed and collapsed to his back. When she'd finished and threw the cloth in the with the dirty laundry, Loki grabbed hold of her arm and tugged her to lay with him. He would not allow her to leave and have time to think or regret what they'd done.
When they woke he fully intended to still have her in his arms. He needed her to know she was not just a one night, that he wasn't using her. He needed her trust.
It had been a long time since Loki felt he needed any one else's trust or approval. He had no intentions of telling her how much he wanted that from her. He hated to appear weak, but he couldn't deny those things held an importance to him now more than ever.
Cephera settled her head on the pillow next to his. Her body pressed lightly to his side. They both remained quiet and in only seconds they'd fallen into a deep sleep.

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