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King Loki

Chapter 47

Chapter 47
Loki would be lying to himself if he claimed to not be nervous and worried. His trade agreement with King Yorin had been successful and the trades had stared over three months ago, but he had yet to hear from Cephera.
Correspondence between the two worlds was done by a tiny mirror that acted like a mailbox. As per Odin's demand, no other means of reaching Asgard besides ship or Byfrost was allowed. Loki's sole Jotunheim portal was an exception as only he could use it.
Everyday when he woke and before bed he would check near the mirror to see if any letter from Cephera might have arrived and was always disappointed to find nothing.
He wondered if he'd done something wrong. Had he been too kind, too patient. Perhaps he should have been more forthcoming with his intentions. Maybe he should have told her more of what he could offer.
Half way through the fourth month, Loki woke in a rather bad mood. He'd been cursing his decisions for weeks regarding how he handled Cephera. He was tempted to find a reason to return to Mechanova, but didn't want to seem desperate.
The loud chime that signaled a visitor at his door did not help improve his mood. Loki had guards and servants, but he didn't have his home open like Asgard did. He enjoyed his solitude.
He took his time getting to the reception foyer where his servants would seat any awaiting guests. Arriving at last he stopped and his mood swiftly changed.
Cephera stood from her seat with a weary apologetic smile on her face. "I'm sorry for my unannounced visit," she said. "I had meant to send a letter, but there were..., complications."
"No need to apologize. You are always welcome here." Loki replied. He realized then that the four months he'd been waiting for her, she was most likely already traveling to him. He'd worried for nothing. "I'll have a servant take your cloak, you will find the weather is quite warm here this time of year."
Cephera handed over her cloak and a servant hurried forward to take it. "I don't know your fashionable customs here." She brushed her hands over the top half of her long dress self-consciously.
"It's similar to what you already wear." Loki assured her. He always enjoyed her taste in clothing. They fit her form with delicate ease. She appeared relieved at his assurance. "Follow me. Let me show you around." Loki offered her his arm which she took with a smile. "How long do you intend to stay?" He asked her.
"Actually, I don't know. As long as you'll have me." She blushed. "That is to say that I currently have no home to return to. I was thinking that when I finish here that I may return to my home on Earth."
Loki suppressed a smirk. "Nonsense. You may stay here for as long as you like." He told her. "Are things alright between you and your family?"
"Yes, but I no longer hold any ties to Mechanova that can legally keep me there. Myself and Krystoff..., well it just wasn't working." She looked away.
"I sorry to hear it." He lied. "I am sure you'll find a happy future elsewhere. Until then we'll have to find you a room to call your own. Have you brought anything with you?"
"I have a small bag of clothing back in the foyer." She replied and he frowned. "I have plenty of clothing on Earth and didn't want to presume I'd be staying her longer than a couple of weeks." She admitted.
"We can remedy that." Loki noted the difference in her attitude. She was no longer full of that heated fire she had shown him on Midgard. Understandable as in this time she was not feeling threatened. He was sure, if a time came he pissed her off, he'd see that fire once more, but he was in no rush to make her angry.
XxX
After a month spent in Loki's home, Cephera couldn't deny she now saw what her father and sister had seen. Loki paid her all the attentions of a man smitten. There was nothing she'd ask for that he wouldn't give her.
From morning till night he gave her every ounce of his attention and even handed her his full trust as he left to go to his kingdom in Jotunheim, leaving her behind with the Cask of Ancient Winters still in his home. He would not take her with him as the Frost Giants were still not to be trusted.
He was patient with her. Gave her access to every room, no exceptions. At no point had he made her feel uncomfortable and if he had further intentions toward her he hadn't made them known.
Cephera could feel the pull of energy between them. Her heart fluttered often in his presence. The flutter was different from the nervous feeling she got in her early years with Krystoff. This flutter had her trying to steady her breathing while an ache filled her belly.
When she woke she found herself looking forward to spending her day with the King and even more excited to be in close proximity to him as he taught her things she never thought she'd learn.
Nearing a second month she found her own patience dwindling. She'd wanted to take her time and feel out her situation. She hadn't wanted to rush into something that wasn't right for her, but the longer she waited the more she was sure she wanted to be even closer to Loki.
She only hoped that she wasn't getting mixed signals from him. The thought of rejection made her nervous and worried. If she made the wrong choice, the wrong move, she'd have to leave Asgard and that was something she didn't want to let happen.
XxX
Cephera laughed when a bubble popped on her face. She'd found a useless but fun spell among the books in Loki's personal library. Loki smiled when she laughed, watching her enjoy herself.
She created yet more bubbles forcing them his way. Loki shook his head at her playfulness, but had no intentions of allowing these sticky things to touch him. He popped them all with a single wave of his hand.
She walked over to stand in front of him. He was perched on the edge of a table, one leg dangling down to touch the floor. It gave their height difference some balance. She only had to tilt her head up a little to look at him directly.
"You're no fun at all." She told him.
"I can be." Loki tried to keep the sexual tension from his tone. Her proximity was intoxicating. It had been so long without her touch, he wasn't sure he could even remember how it felt.
Her eyes studied him a second, for what, he couldn't be sure, but he held her gaze sure she would eventually look away.
His hand flew up on instinct to lay on the back of her neck when she didn't move back or look away, but instead moved forward her intentions clear.
Her soft lips didn't graze his as he expected they would, but instead pushed against his own, hard. His fingers caressed her neck, kissing her back. Every ounce of his control shattered when she didn't pull from him.
His free arm came up around her waist and pulled her closer, her arms wrapping about his shoulders, her lips parting for his tongue.
Loki stood and whirled around easily picking her up and placing her where he was once sat. His hand abandoned her neck in favor of pulling her skirt up so he could caress the skin of her leg from her knee up. He stopped at her thighs.
One of her hands found his. She took it and for a moment he thought she meant to remove it from her leg, but instead she pushed it down between her parted thighs and closer to her heat.
He didn't stop to ask twice, he pushed his fingers against the crotch of her panties to find them already damp. He groaned against her lips, his fingers finding their way down into her waistband to gently stroke her clitoris.
She gasped and moaned, her hips rocking against his fingers. Loki nibbled along her neck and shoulder. Biting her hard sometimes when he rubbed faster.
She cried out again and again, her breathing turned into gasps. Her finger clung to the cloth of his overcoat. Loki felt her body tense and shudder. Her orgasm wetting his hand, her underwear and likely the table underneath her.
XxX
Cephera opened her eyes to find Loki watching her face as she came down from the high that had been her orgasm. Never before had anything felt so amazing.
Her breasts heaved as she caught her breath. She no longer felt worried about her misinterpretation of the way he looked at her. Feeling confident, she sat up straight and began to remove his clothing.
It would seem he'd been waiting to see what she'd do next, and only when she'd began to remove his clothing did he help her. When he was fully unclothed she eyed his cock fully hard and twitching.
She hadn't a chance to touch him before he eagerly pulled off her clothes, discarding it and picking her naked form up into his arms.
He carried her all the way to the back of the room where a lounge couch was and placed her down on it. She immediately got to her feet and instead pushed him to sit. She enjoyed the look of surprise that rushed across his face that quickly turned into a lusty gaze when she fell to her knees.
Cephera bent her head down and nipped his thigh before placing kisses along his scrotum, and more up along his shaft. His hand slid into her once neatly pinned hair, but he did not pull.
Wrapping her lips around the head of his cock, she began slow up and down movements with precise licks of her tongue. His groans told her what he liked most, so she gave the sensitive bell head more attention each time she came back up.
The hand gripping the very bottom of his shaft stayed loose, but stroking lightly. His hand flexed in her hair, his hips shifting restlessly. He was holding himself back and making a great effort to do so.
Cephera let him go, placing a hand on his chest she made him stay where he was while she climbed up onto the chair with him. She straddled his lap her heart pounding, but she did not stop there.
Reaching beneath her she grasped his cock once more and slowly guided herself down upon it. They both moaned as he slipped inside her wetness. When she was fully seated down on him she gave herself a second to enjoy the fullness he provided.
Then she moved.
Lifting her body up and then down to impale herself over and over again along his length. He trailed kisses along her jaw, her neck and shoulders. His hands cupping her breasts and pulling at her nipples.
She moaned as she moved, using his shoulders to keep herself steady. The longer they continued, the more she heard his breathing hitch. He grunted, his face contorting into a look of bliss before he snatched her up and forced her off him to grip his cock in his own hand. With a couple of quick pumps his seed shot out hitting her leg and his abdomen.
He lay there spent, one hand caressing her hip. Cephera leaned forward and caught his lips once more. He returned the kiss with vigor.

Notes

Note: only the epilogue left guys! I also have an idea for a potential one shot for this fic later on down the road. :)

Comments

@fraychan
Hahaha. You are not the only one in this boat. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
9/17/15

Then anticipation is killing me lol I know you like to build up to it and I love that but I keep reading and thinking "oh god just realize you love her already" lmao

fraychan fraychan
9/15/15

@fraychan
I had not realized, I shall fix it. :0

There were so many more variables to look at that I hadn't considered until I began writing. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
8/27/15

Lol u realize u labeled chapter 3 as chapter 4 right? And ya I can see that. Its such a vastly different phenomenon that its hard to imagine precisely how itd be, realistically

fraychan fraychan
8/27/15

@fraychan

I have returned indeed!
I'm liking this so far as well. Trying to create a new world in which Loki rules is not as easy as I thought, which makes it super fun. :)

Yasumi Yasumi
8/24/15