King Loki

Chapter 25
Cephera couldn't remember what her exact reaction was like when she first gave herself to Krystoff. It had been far too long ago for her memory to recollect it perfectly. She did remember there being a strange awkwardness, almost afraid to look at him. She'd been still very shy back then.
Now she woke knowing the body next to her was not Krytoff. Keeping her eyes closed she could vividly remember every touch, every feeling from the night before. The very thought bringing moister to her womanhood.
When she finally opened her eyes, accepting that what had happened was real, she found herself looking right into Loki's greens eyes. He was already awake and staring right at her.
"Good morning," she said unsure how else to start this strange day.
"A very good morning," he replied. His eyes were still a little sleepy looking. He couldn't have been awake long.
Cephera opened her mouth to speak, but the opening of his inner chamber door made her jump. His usual servants came in to attendant to his morning schedule.
Cephera's mouth closed and her jaw tightened. Panic rushed through her.
The servants would talk. Everyone would know she'd been to bed with the King. Suddenly all her peaceful morning sensations disappeared and were replaced with goosebumps.
What would Pepper think? What would Tony think..., her thoughts stopped.
Tony, the man who'd made the suggestion to manipulate Loki through sex. He'd even tried to get Pepper to do it. Neither of them would judge Cephera, they'd just think she'd finally stooped to that plan.
The truth was she hadn't. Nothing about last night happened because she planned it or planned to use it to her advantage. Loki had initiated it and she'd gave herself over to the desires she'd been feeling for quite some time. She hardly could say she was never attracted to him before now.
"Come," Loki was now stood next to the bed. In her panic she hadn't heard nor felt him get up. He was offering her his hand. Without looking to see if any of the servants were paying them any attention, which Cephera was sure they were, she took his hand and followed him into the bathroom.
The water was already running in the lavish bathtub. When Cephera sat on the small ledge built into the smooth marble of the bath Loki sat directly next to her.
After a quiet moment, Loki's fingers began caressing her arm. "I have things that need my immediate attention this morning. After Dr. Banners questionable escape last night I'm afraid an investigation is in order." He told her.
"Banner," Cephera whispered the name. She'd almost forgotten what had brought her to Loki's room to begin with. "Let me speak to him," she blurted, turning her upper body to face the King.
"To what end?" Loki asked tilting his head at her.
"He's no doubt confused as to what's happened here. Let me explain everything. Allow me to give him a sense of time, place, circumstance. Maybe I can convince him to help us." Cephera doubted very much she could get Banner to aide them, but she was willing to try. She felt bad for the man.
"And how do you expect to control the man long enough before the beast takes his place?" Loki leaned his elbow on the baths edge and propped his cheek on his knuckles.
"He's sedated, all you need to do is have him sleepy enough to remain relaxed, tired, but also aware enough to talk. I'm sure you have the means. Besides, he might know who let him go." Cephera licked her lips, eager to be helpful for a change. She'd been spending so much time in his tower full of books that she'd neglected her main reason for being there. She also had no desire to become a passive bedmate to the King like she had with Krystoff.
"What makes you think he'll tell us who freed him? What if it was Captain Rogers?"
"Steve helped us fight him. I doubt he freed him." Cephera made a face knowing that notion was bullshit. It wasn't Steve's style, or at least it didn't seem to be.
Loki considered her proposition. When he didn't answer her she thought he was against it. He moved from beside her to in front of her, pulling her toward him to straddle his lap. She could feel his cock stiff and pressing against her below the water.
"I'll allow this chat with Dr. Banner, but it will be supervised for your own protection. If it seems for even a moment he is gaining control and might transform he goes back to sleep with or without your answers." Loki replied nipping the flesh of her neck.
"Agreed," Cephera replied on an exhale of air. Loki grinned mischievously and lifted her body to sit on the tubs edge. He towered over her bending his legs and pushing his cock against her womanhood. It took a moment to slide between her lips as the water had washed away some of her natural lubrication, but once he was past her labia he slipped inside her with ease.
Cephera's hands gripped the edge behind her, keeping herself upright. She moaned against his lips when he claimed them and she squeezed her inner muscles around his thrusting cock.
When he pulled out and guided her to turn around she bent over, using the ledge they'd been sitting on to bring her to a height better suited for entry. He took her from behind, this time her entrance held no resistance.
His thrusts were hard enough for his skin to slap against her ass making an unmistakable sound that the servants could no doubt hear if they hadn't left already.
Cephera was unable to stop herself from crying out, pleasure rippling through her with each heavy stroke. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her back to meet him coming forward. He grunted into his movements and soon he once again pulled out, his seed landing hot across her buttocks.
Afterwards their bath resumed with no further interruption.
XxX
Guards and medics helped move Banner to a secure bed, for all the good that might do if he transformed. The medics slowed the administration of the drug keeping Bruce Banner sedated and Cephera sat by his bedside and waited for him to wake.
It took some time, but at last his eyes opened half way. In his groggy state his eyes fell on Captain Steve Rogers first. Cephera had insisted Steve be with her. He was the only free man that Bruce would recognize.
"Captain," the name was barely audible, but at least he was conscious enough to recognize Steve Rogers.
"Dr, Banner," Steve greeted. "You're safe." Steve told him.
"No ones safe...," Banners head lulled to the side, his eyes pinching shut.
"Dr. Banner, do you remember last night?" Cephera asked bringing his attention to her.
"So, so." He replied. "What's happened?" He asked, looking back to Steve. Cephera allowed Steve to tell the story of Loki's triumphant. Cephera could see the concern on Bruce's face. "You work for him now?" Was all Bruce said when Steve was done.
"I'm working to clean up a world blanketed in chaos. To revive a sense of peace. Right now Loki's our best option. He seems willing to end the fighting for the sake of rebuilding." A tiny smile tugged at Cephera's lips. She felt a little less guilty knowing that even Steve believed that Loki could do the right thing.
"We could use your help," Cephera said when silence had overtaken the room.
Bruce turned to look at her again. "My help?" He asked. "No. It's safer for me here, hooked up to all this. To be kept away from people. I'm too dangerous, this world seems too dangerous, too unpredictable." Cephera felt shocked. Of all the reasoning she expected to hear this was not one of them.
"But...," Cephera began but Bruce Banner continued on.
"Even now I feel like I might explode. So confused and agitated. This," he said lulling his head to look at his arm where the I.V. was, "is a good idea. The only thing keeping me from changing."
"So you'd rather stay here bedridden and drugged? To sleep until your dying day?" Cephera couldn't fathom what this man was thinking. Who wanted a life like that? She thought he'd be happy to be set free.
"I'm happier knowing that the world is safe from me. We lost the battle in New York, this new world doesn't need my unpredictability." Cephera rubbed her temple, unsure what she could say to change his mind.
"Dr. Banner," Steve stepped forward, but Bruce held up a couple of fingers.
"Don't bother, I've made up my mind. They have you helping them. You're much more likely to achieve peace than instill fear."
"Who woke you the first time?" Cephera asked, changing the subject, Bruce Banner seemed like a lost cause.
"I don't remember. When I gained consciousness I remember feeling extremely pissed. I had seconds to contemplate what was happening before the other guy overcame me. My blood was running hot, angry. Far more angrier than I remember ever feeling before. It was..., unnatural."
Cephera glanced at Steve he looked back at her. Neither of them liked the sound of that.

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