Flirting With Mischief

Zamera looks over her shoulder making sure no one is following her as she disappears up the steps to the rooms. 'Loki won't even think of coming up here', Zamera thinks to herself with a smile on her face. She isn't going to give up a midnight kiss so easily, no. Loki has to work for it. Walking down the long hallway, Zamera's heels click on the stone floor and she giggles. Looks like she won. Zamera pulls her phone from in between her breast and looks at the time, it's eleven fifty on the dot. She highly doubts that Loki will find her in the next ten minutes. Putting her phone back between her breasts, Zamera hums to herself and turns the corner. She passes a statue of stops in front of it. The statue is made out of marble and the woman is very detailed. The dress she is wearing almost looks like it could be real lace.

Shaking her head, Zamera continues to walk down the hall and she squeaks when her heel gets caught on the rug. Bending down, Zamera takes her heels off and holds them in her hands. “Stupid shoes,” she mutters and swings them around. The sound of giggling fills the hall and Zamera quickly hides in one of the empty nooks along the wall. Using the shadows to hide herself, Zamera holds her breath as Thor walks past with a blond woman thrown over his shoulder. “Someone is getting more then a midnight kiss,” Zamera giggles.

“Promise?” Zamera screams, but it is cut off by a hand covering her mouth. Zamera is shoved up against the wall and her eyes widen in shock when she sees Loki standing in front of her. She narrows her eyes at him and Loki smirks, “Found you.” Loki grins and removes his hand from over Zamera's mouth.

“You scared the-” Loki hushes Zamera and she shuts up thinking someone is coming. Loki smirks to himself and presses his body closer to Zamera's so that they are chest to chest. “Loki-OH!” Zamera exclaims in a breathy moan as Loki lowers his head and brushes his lips lightly against the uncovered flesh of her chest. Zamera's heart pounds in her chest as Loki trails his air like lips up her throat, seemingly stripping away every ounce of self control she has. Loki trails his lips to Zamera's ear and she shivers feeling his cool breathe on her earlobe.

From down stairs the voices of the party fill the air as Loki raises his right hand and lightly cups Zamera's face. “Ten, nine, eight, seven, six,” he whispers in Zamera's ear before he pulls his face away from hers. Zamera's eyebrows furrow in confusion at Loki's words and Loki smiles softly. Leaning in Loki smirks seeing Zamera's eyes flutter shut and he closes his eyes as well as their lips touch. The kiss is tender and full of passion as Zamera wraps her arms around the back of Loki's neck. Loki rubs light circles along Zamera's neck with his thumb as he breaks the kiss. “Happy New Years, my dear.” Zamera's eyes light up with recognition and she laughs quietly before she grabs two fists full of Loki's jacket and pulls him in for another kiss, this one more needy and lustful.

Loki lets his hands drop to Zamera's waist and he gives her hips a rough squeeze making her moan. Zamera pulls away from the kiss, nearly gasping for air and Loki smiles down at her while she smiles up at him. “Come on.” Zamera laces her fingers with Loki's and leads him out of the darkness of their hiding spot. She pulls him along down the hall and stops in front of a door. Loki wraps his arms around Zamera from behind and presses wet kisses along her neck and collar bone.

“I hope you don't care much for this dress,” Loki mutters as his hands slide up the front of Zamera's body. Before Zamera can answer, Loki grips the fabric and rips it right down the middle with his bare hands. Zamera gasps and Loki laughs as he kicks open the door and pushes Zamera inside the room. “You're mine now, darling.”

Notes

Leaning in Loki smirks seeing Zamera's eyes flutter shut and he closes his eyes as well as their lips touch. The kiss is tender and full of passion as Zamera wraps her arms around the back of Loki's neck.