Summary:

So...last night did not go well. After some encouraging words, Loki convinces you to call Gretchen and give things a second try. This should be fun.

Notes:

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Chapter Text

"Do you want to talk about it now?"

It was just past midnight when Loki asked you the question in his soft, relaxing voice. You were naked, curled into his side, and seeking the warmth of his nude body. You weren't stripped because of sex. You were bare because you wanted to feel him, feel his realness. You wanted to remember that he was tangible and he wasn't going away.

After your fight with Gretchen in the park, Loki held you for what felt like another hour. He never prodded nor did he try and pull answers out of you. When you were finally ready to go, Loki picked you up in his arms and carried you home. He placed an illusion over you both so he looked like a random man walking a dog, but you were quick to fall asleep in his arms.

When you got home, Loki had asked what you needed. You told him you needed him. You took off his clothing with tears in your eyes, weakness in your bones. Once Loki was naked, you slipped your own clothing off, crawled into bed, and asked him to hold you. He did. He held you. He fed you bits of chocolate and fruit and other sweets to aid in your comfort. He helped you drink some cold water. And the entire time, he was quiet.

Until he asked that question.

You debated faking being asleep but he would know if you were lying. That was the downside of dating the God of Lies, after all. So, you took a deep breath and shook your head.

"No. Not tonight. Can I just sleep first?" you asked. You looked up at him with glazed eyes. "I'm really tired. It's been a long day."

"Don't put this off, my love," Loki whispered, cupping your cheek. "I hate seeing you so sad."

"I promise I'll tell you in the morning," you assured him. You placed your hand over his and brought it to your lips. You kissed each of his fingers and nuzzled into his hand. "I love you so much that it hurts sometimes."

"The feeling is mutual, sweet girl," Loki said softly. "I love you. Nothing will change that."

"You're the best thing to ever happen to me," you choked out. You threw your arms around him and buried your face in his chest. Loki's arm locked around you and held you tight against his body. His hand stroked along your forehead gently. You listened to the steady thrum of his heartbeat. It acted as a lullaby for you, soothing you and holding you down to reality. Loki was here and he was yours. He loved you. It was that knowledge that aided you in falling asleep.

And sleep, you did.

You fell into a pit of sleep so deep that it felt like no time at all had passed. You had no dreams, no restlessness, no fits of hanging on the brink of consciousness as you tossed and turned. When you woke up, your room was pitch black, though that was thanks to the tightly drawn enchanted curtains, you noted. You went to stretch and found that the arms that typically restrained you were not around you. Rolling over, you found your bed devoid of Loki.

Before you could feel your heart hurt, you noticed a note folded on his pillow. You picked it up and immediately recognized the elegant script coating the thick paper - When you wake, meet me in the kitchen. I will be waiting for you.

You yawned and crawled out of bed. You picked up a dark green shirt that was draped over the bottom of the bed, one of Loki's. You pulled it on and shrugged on some underwear. You freshened up in the bathroom, doing your best to ignore your unsightly appearance in the mirror, before walking out into the kitchen. Loki was sitting at the table wearing tight pants and a large sweater that hung low enough to reveal his collarbones and the bruises that decorated them. Your mouth watered as you dragged your eyes up to his face. He was smiling, though it wasn't unguarded. There was hesitation in his features and you knew they were there solely because of what happened yesterday. It was safe to say you would not be getting around discussing it this time.

"Good morning," Loki said, holding a hand out for you. "You look beautiful."

"I look like I just woke up," you chuckled, walking forward and taking his hand. He lifted your conjoined hands to his mouth and kissed the backs of your fingers. He patted the seat next to him and you sunk down into it, not letting your hand leave his. On the table was a gathering of hearty foods that would not typically be consumed for breakfast. You raised an eyebrow and looked at Loki. "What time is it?"

"Around 2 p.m.," Loki answered. He dropped your hand as he collected some pieces of chicken, scoops of potatoes, and helpings of vegetables onto a plate for you. He pushed it towards you before filling a bowl of soup and sliding that in your direction as well. "Eat."

"You put me under a sleeping spell," you murmured. It was less of a question and more of a statement.

Sighing, Loki nodded and sat back in his chair. "How did you know?"

"The last time you put me under a sleeping spell, you were adamant that I ate a very filling meal after I woke up." You gestured to your plate. "This seems to fit the bill."

"You needed the rest," Loki said with a shrug.

"It helped. It did," you said, reaching over to squeeze his strong thigh.

"Good. My smart girl is figuring me out," Loki chuckled. He leaned in and pressed a lingering kiss to your cheek. "You're the only person to read me so quickly."

"Not even Kassandra?" you asked before scooping some potatoes into your mouth.

"Not even her. She was good after a few years but you have gotten into my head so quickly, pet," Loki praised you. "It's...astounding to me. You know me."

"We know each other," you said, tipping your glass of water towards him. You took a sip before placing your glass down and occupying yourself with your meal again. "It's amazing when you find someone who fits with you."

"And I do fit in all the right places." Loki winked. You rolled your eyes as you chewed your chicken but laughed quietly anyway. Loki was quiet as you ate, and though he didn't eat anything himself, you didn't feel awkward munching alone in front of him. When your plate was emptied, Loki leaned back in his chair, one leg crossed over the other and a single arm flung over the back of the seat. You sat there, not quite looking at him but positive you knew the look that was on his face. He cleared his throat but did not shift in the slightest. "Pet."

"I know," you said, pushing your plate away. "I know, you want to talk about it."

"We need to talk about it," he stressed.

"What I need is a drink," you scoffed. Loki rolled his eyes and waved his hand. In front of you, a large glass of white wine appeared. You blushed as you picked the glass up. "Thanks."

"If it will help you talk about last night then by all means, take a drink," Loki said, sweeping his hand in front of him. You took a gulp of wine, then another, then a third. You sighed pleasantly as the liquid courage slid down your throat.

"This is good," you acknowledged.

"Stop stalling," Loki practically growled, his face stern.

"Okay. When we got to the park last night, Gretchen was talking about work and then she said she was excited to see me. I told her I've been busy and she asked with what." You paused and took another drink of the sweet white wine. "I then told her about you. I told her your name and how you came to me."

"And?" Loki asked tentatively.

"And she called me crazy," you whispered, staring into your drink. "She accused me of lying to make fun of her for worshipping you. She then said I had a superiority complex and I wasn't better than her even though I was trying to be. Then she told me to fuck off and leave her alone."

Tears were pooling in your eyes as you recalled the story. Loki stood from his seat and knelt in front of you. He moved your wine glass back to the table and held your hands in his. His face was soft and gentle, but full of quiet rage and concern over what happened.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered. "Why didn't you call for me?"

"I offered to but then she screamed at me. I was so shocked by what she said that I froze and she ran off," you explained, squeezing his hands. "I needed time alone after that. Cooper stayed with me though."

There was a whimper and you whipped your head to see Cooper standing nervously in the doorway. He barked and Loki waved him over.

"What did he say?" you asked.

"He said it hurt to see you in pain," Loki said, scratching behind Cooper's ear. "But he was happy he was there to comfort you."

"My best boy," you laughed through your emotions, scratching his chin. Cooper preened under your touch but Loki just huffed. You looked back at Loki with a raised eyebrow. "Do you really get jealous of Cooper when I call him that?"

"I will neither confirm nor deny this," Loki scoffed. You both laughed as Cooper gave him a low growl but your chuckles soon died down. Loki looked back at you and cradled your face in his hands. "I'm so sorry she hurt you. She had no right to do so when you were just being honest."

"It hurt seeing her so angry with me. Loki, I..." you sighed and bit your lip. "I don't have many friends. After college, I drifted apart from a lot of them. Then when I moved here for the new job, I lost contact with even more of them. Being upset over still being a virgin was from seeing them move on with their lives and talk about sex and just be happy with their sexuality while I struggled from hopping from job to job. I really thought moving away from them might help ease that tension inside of myself but it's made me so lonely. And with Gretchen coming here, I thought having a close friend around would be good for me but now she's gone and she never wants to talk to me again."

"Oh, kitten," Loki sighed. He pulled you into his lap on the floor and held you.

"I don't want her to think I'm crazy or be mad at me," you cried into his neck. He let you shed your tears for a few moments before patting your back. You lifted your head from his neck and observed his determined face.

"We're going to fix this," Loki assured you.

"How can we do that? She's never going to talk to me again and -"

"Silence," Loki commanded. You shut your mouth as Loki stroked a finger down your face. "Call her. Pretend you're apologizing for what you said."

"Loki -"

"Let me finish. Pretend you're apologizing for what you said. Invite her over. And when she's here, I'll reveal myself to her. I'll prove to her that I'm real and that we are very much in love," Loki said confidently.

"And if she doesn't answer her phone?" you asked.

"She's a persistent caller. Be the same way with her," Loki instructed.

"I don't know about this," you sighed, shaking your head.

"What she said, she said out of anger. She was hurt. I promise once she knows the truth she will take back what she said. We all react out of spite and pain. I am sure that was the case with her," Loki said, rubbing your back. "She is a good friend of yours. Don't lose her because of this."

"Okay," you said softly. "Loki?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Can you stay with me when I call her?"

Loki smiled and kissed you gently. "Of course. Go back to your room. I'll meet you in a moment."

"Love you," you murmured, kissing him again. It was a deep, romantic kiss that had your knees buckling even though you were sitting. When you pulled away, Loki was offering you a wide grin.

"I love you, little one. Go now." Loki spanked you. You laughed and climbed out of his lap and sauntered into the bedroom. Loki stared at the way your ass peeked out from under the bottom of his shirt. He hummed in appreciation and traced his lower lip with his finger. He was caught up in the sight of your shapely bottom until a set of sharp teeth nipped his earlobe. Loki flinched and moved away, rubbing his ear in annoyance. Cooper was staring at him and Loki rolled his eyes. "Was that necessary?"

"Lil bit." Cooper tilted his head to the side and placed a paw on Loki's thigh. "Why are you doing this? That whack Gretchen chick hurt our girl."

"I know," Loki sighed, scratching his head. "But it will hurt her more to have her out of her life. She will ruminate on the words Gretchen said and they will stay embedded in her brain. She needs to heal from this and the only way to do so is closure."

"Loki..." Cooper whined and shuffled back and forth. "I don't like this."

"Why not?" Loki asked, facing the dog with complete seriousness on his face. Cooper licked his own nose as he placed his head on Loki's shoulder. Loki petted him as Cooper pondered.

"Gretchen seemed nice but she also seemed...dunno, stuck up? Seems like a prissy girl who always gets what she wants."

"Yes, my beloved told me this," Loki murmured. "She's worried that Gretchen will try to steal me from her because of her worship of me. It will not happen though. I feel as though introducing myself to Gretchen and telling her of my love for, as you say, our girl, she will respect boundaries and let go of any fantasy she may have of me."

"Alright, buddy. If you say so. But if you need someone to start chomping..." Cooper bared his teeth and Loki barked out a laugh. He patted Cooper on the back and shook his head.

"You devious mongrel," Loki chuckled. "I'm sure that will not be necessary."

"Take care of her, okay? She gets sensitive."

"You think I am unaware of that?"

"I don't know, you seem to be too busy staring at her ass to notice."

"Bastard dog!"

"Call 'em as I see 'em, pal."

"What else can you see? Color? No, because you're a dog," Loki snickered. Though, his laughing was quickly cut off by Cooper's teeth sinking into his arm. Loki pushed him off and glared at the self-satisfied creature. "I really need to muzzle you."

"Good luck with that. She'd kill you."

"No, I think she'd thank me," Loki grunted. He stood and wiped his hands down his sweater. He turned towards your room and sighed. "Time to face the music."

Loki walked into your room and found you sitting on your bed, staring at your phone. You looked up when he entered and smiled. He was overcome with an urge to kiss you. So, he did. He cupped your cheek and pressed a loving, lingering kiss to your mouth.

"I needed that," you whispered as he pulled away.

"I always need that," Loki agreed. He picked up your phone and slid it into your grasp. "You can do this, little one."

"Alright." Your voice was barely a squeak as you answered him. You dialed Gretchen's number and placed the phone on speaker. It rang and rang, then went to voicemail.

"Try again," Loki instructed. You listened and called again, but there was still no answer. "Again."

"Loki..."

"Pet."

"Fine, fine!" you groaned. You called Gretchen again and again, still not receiving any answer. However, after your tenth attempt, she picked up. You and Loki both perked up, but the line was silent. You mumbled out a tentative, "hello?"

"What do you want?" Gretchen snapped. Loki flinched at her tone. He pressed his hand to your thigh and stroked your skin, trying to put as much reassurance and care into his touch as he could.

"Hi Gretchen," you whispered.

"I thought I told you to leave me alone," she said plainly.

"You did but...I couldn't leave us off like that," you said, your voice a bit stronger. "Gretchen, I'm really sorry about yesterday. All I wanted to do was get closer to you. I thought that was the way."

Loki gave you a nod, indicating he was proud of your lie.

"Why did you feel the need to say those things? Making up that you're with Loki? That's some fucked up shit," Gretchen sighed.

You pursed your lips and looked at Loki. "I guess I wanted the attention."

"And how did that work out for you?" Gretchen snickered a bit unkindly.

"Not well," you sighed. "Listen, I want to make it up to you and formally apologize. Why don't you come over today? We can crack open some wine and try and move past this."

The line was quiet. Finally, you heard a groan from Gretchen's end. "Yeah, okay. Sure. But if you start pulling some shit again then I'm out for real this time."

"Thank you, Gretchen," you said. "Want to come over in about an hour?"

"Okay," Gretchen agreed. You rattled off your address before hanging up. You looked at Loki and he was offering you a wide smile.

"Such a good, brave girl," Loki said softly. He scooted closer to you and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "Are you ready?"

"Not at all," you sighed. "I'm nervous."

"It's going to be okay," Loki reassured you. His eyes darkened as he stroked his fingers along the inside of your thigh. "I can think of a few ways to relax you."

"Oh, really?" you challenged.

"Mhmm..." Loki hummed before crawling on top of you. "Less than an hour, pet. How many times do you think I can make you cum in that time period?"

"I'm not playing that game again," you laughed.

"Oh, sweetheart, I think we are."

An hour later, you stumbled out of your room on wobbly legs as Gretchen knocked on the front door. You had changed into something a bit more presentable - a pair of jeans and a v-neck sweater. It showed off your pendant, something you felt a bit nervous doing considering her reaction to it yesterday. But Loki had insisted you kept it out today and you dared not disobey his direct order.

You took a deep inhale before pulling the door open. "Hey Gretchen."

"Hi," she said, her eyes immediately drawn to your pendant. You shifted nervously and stepped to the side.

"Come in," you said in a hurry before she could change her mind. Gretchen sighed a bit and rolled her eyes before stepping inside. You closed the door behind her as she walked into the apartment, stepping into the living room.

"Nice place," she murmured, examining the room.

"Thanks," you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

"So you wanted to apologize," Gretchen said, flicking some hair away from her face and crossing her arms over her chest. "But you're still wearing 'Loki's' necklace."

"I am," you said carefully. "Because I want to apologize for not being honest with you sooner about Loki."

"Not this shit again," Gretchen hissed. "I thought we were over this."

"Stop!" you shouted, stepping in front of her to stop her from leaving. "I'm telling you the truth and I can prove it."

"No you're not. You're making fun of me. Just let me -"

You grabbed your pendant with a tight fist. "Loki!"

There was a flash of green and two hands landed on your shoulders from behind.

"You called, pet?" Loki asked. Gretchen's eyes widened as she took in the dark, looming figure of Loki behind you. Her mouth opened and closed as she took a stumbling step backwards. Her shaking hand raised to cover her mouth. Loki looked at her and smiled. "Ah, is this the friend you were telling me about? Gretchen, was it?"

"This can't be real," she whispered behind her hand. Loki ran his palms down your arms and you looked up at him. His eyes were shining with mischief as he stepped around you. He held a hand out towards Gretchen.

"It is, dear. Allow me to introduce myself." Loki bowed slightly as he let his magic swirl around him for dramatic effect. "I am Loki, Son of Odin, Prince of Asgard, God of Mischief and Sex." He turned and winked at you. "And your friend's beloved."

"You...he...but...this is real?" Gretchen gasped. You nodded as Loki wrapped an arm around you. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head as he produced a card in his hand, the same one he gifted to the woman from the church outside of your apartment.

"Very much," Loki said, handing the card to Gretchen. She twisted it in her hand and gaped at it, eyes still wide with shock. "You see, I heard that my darling tried to tell you about me but didn't have the chance to. I heard you stormed off in quite a rage because you thought she was lying. There is no lie here, Gretchen."

Gretchen dropped the card and immediately fell to her knees. She bowed before you and Loki preened cockily.

"I am so fucking sorry! Oh gods, I'm sorry! I didn't mean... I was just...oh...I'm sorry!" Gretchen cried. She looked up at you with teary eyes as she clutched your hand. "Honey, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," you said, sinking down to the ground in front of her.

"I was so used to people teasing me because I worshipped Loki." Gretchen's eyes flashed up at the god and she blushed. "It's a bit...taboo to worship you sometimes."

"Understandably so," Loki snickered, crossing his arms.

"So when you told me that you were with him, I thought you were going to be like the others. I spoke out of anger and I'm sorry for that," Gretchen said. She took both of your hands in hers and clutched them tightly. "Please forgive me."

"I forgive you," you said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you!" Gretchen tossed herself into a hug with you and you laughed. You looked up at Loki and blushed. He was staring down at you with such pride and affection that it made your heart swell inside of your chest. When Gretchen pulled back, she looked up at Loki. She placed her forehead against the floor, the top of her head just barely brushing his boot. "My god...Prince Loki...I praise you."

"Oh dear, I'm...honored...but none of that now. Stand up," Loki said with a dismissive wave of his hand. Gretchen blanched and quickly scrambled to her feet. You stood up slowly. Once you were on your feet, Loki pulled you back against the side of his body. Gretchen looked between the two of you and shook her head.

"So you're really together," she said, her tone a bit defeated.

"Happily and eternally," Loki said, lifting your hand to kiss your knuckles. You knew he was doing this just to show off but it felt good seeing how affectionate he was publicly being. His eyes were locked with yours as he smiled gently. "I am in love with this beautiful little mortal."

"And you gave her that necklace?" Gretchen asked, gesturing her chin to your necklace.

"Yes I did. It allows me to come to wherever she is when she needs me. It keeps me connected to her," Loki explained. Gretchen's eyes moved slowly from your pendant to Loki's face. She licked her lips and swayed a bit nervously. You looked between her and Loki and noticed a confused look on Loki's face. "Speak, girl."

"My powerful god," Gretchen began, bowing her head submissively. Your throat tightened and you held Loki tighter. "I know it may be a lot to ask but...but a token like that necklace...I would love to receive one from you. What can I do to earn one?"

"Nothing," Loki practically spat. Gretchen flinched and kept her head down, but looked at Loki from under her lashes. He shook his head and scoffed. "This pendant is one of a kind. You cannot have one."

"My Prince, I understand." Gretchen nodded. She folded her hands and bowed further. "I just...I am such a loyal follower. I pray to you all of the time. I want to earn a more righteous spot at your side. Please, Prince Loki, please tell me how to do so."

"Why don't you start by humbling yourself," Loki said with a pinch of venom in his voice. "You are just a follower of mine. I can practically feel your jealousy that my beloved has a pendant and you do not. But that is because she is just that - my beloved. No one else can take her place. I gave her the pendant out of love and devotion."

Your eyes widened at Loki's confession. He had given you this pendant on your first night together. Had he already assumed he would catch feelings for you? The thought brought a blush to your cheeks and you looked away from the scene unfolding.

"I understand. I apologize for overstepping," Gretchen whispered. "May I ask you a question, Sire?"

"Go ahead."

"She told me that you would come to me if I called for you," Gretchen stated. "I prayed to you all last night and you didn't come. Why?"

"Perhaps I was busy consoling your friend that you left crying and in pain in the park," Loki hummed. Gretchen whimpered and Loki sighed. He tore himself away from you to pat Gretchen's back. She shuddered under his touch and you saw her eyes lighten with desire. "I do not want to be hostile with you, Gretchen. I can tell you are a good person. Instead of trying to win my favor, why don't you project that passion and dedication to someone who deserves it?"

"You do deserve it! You are my god!" Gretchen said, looking directly up at Loki. She paused and looked away shyly. "But if that is your will, then I will listen."

"Good," Loki praised. Loki clapped his hands together and looked between you and Gretchen. He smiled and gestured to the couch. "Now that Gretchen believes I'm real, why don't we collect that wine you promised us, kitten?"

"Good idea," you said, stretching up on your toes and kissing Loki. You were going to just peck his lips but the taste and feel of him was intoxicating. You quickly fell into the kiss, deepening it as your lust and love for Loki leaked through. By the time you pulled away, you had almost forgotten Gretchen was there. You sank back onto the flats of your feet before turning to the kitchen.

You did not miss the flare of jealousy and longing in her eyes.

It was there, heated like an inferno as she registered the love that flowed between you and Loki. You were sure she was picturing herself in your shoes. But then, just as fast as it came, it was gone. A bright smile fitted itself onto her face as she nodded.

"Great idea!" she agreed with you. Loki walked out of the room to retrieve the glasses and the wine. When he walked away, Gretchen pulled you towards her. "I cannot believe this. He really loves you!"

"It's crazy, right?" you laughed breathlessly as you both sat on the couch. "It feels like I've been living in a fever dream these past few weeks."

"Well, I expect to hear all of the steamy details about what he's like in bed. He's the God of Sex, after all!" Though her smile was kind and her eyes were soft, you squirmed uncomfortably. You didn't want to tell her about what you and Loki got up to in private. You didn't want her knowing what he was like behind locked doors.

"That he is," you said, trying to conceal your nervousness.

"Still, I'm happy for you." Gretchen squeezed your thigh.

"Really?" you asked, both eyes widening slightly.

Gretchen nodded. "Yeah. You've been lonely for a long time. It's good he's here."

"Yes it is," Loki said as he swept back into the room. Gretchen immediately sat up and offered him her brightest grin. Though you felt her words were truthful, you still couldn't shake the feeling that she was really trying to get Loki's attention on her. But she did worship him, you had to remember that. This was like meeting her idol. You had to cut her some slack. Loki poured three glasses of wine and distributed them accordingly. He lifted his glass and looked at you. "A toast. To friendships coming together. To romance. And to you, darling. My brave girl, I love you so very much."

You blushed as he spoke, his voice dropping to a near purr. You thanked him quietly as you held your glass up. The three of you toasted and began chatting. Loki settled beside you on the couch, furthest away from Gretchen, and kept a protective arm around your shoulders. For the most part, Gretchen was polite and courteous. She kept her eyes on Loki but also kept her distance. Meanwhile, you felt Loki's eyes constantly on you. The three of you whittled away the next two hours through conversation. It was fun to converse with them and you found your worries over Gretchen worshipping Loki slowly slipping away. Once the two hours were over, Loki looked at the clock and sighed.

"Well, we've been at it for a while, haven't we? I think it's time to call it a night," he said, clapping his hands together. He stood from the couch and rubbed his neck. "I must be off to Asgard anyway."

"What?" you asked, your heart dropping in your chest.

"Unfortunately yes. So, Gretchen, this is goodbye," Loki said.

"Oh, I should get going anyway," Gretchen said, standing up. "It was so good to meet you, Prince Loki."

"Just Loki," Loki said, holding his hand out. "We shall meet again."

Gretchen eagerly grabbed his hand and shook it. "Yes, I hope so." She turned to you, still grasping his hand. "I'll see you soon. Call me!"

"Will do," you whispered as you stood.

"Allow me to walk you out," Loki offered politely. Gretchen blushed as Loki walked her to the door. She waved once before Loki closed the door behind her. You stood in the hallway and crossed your arms over your chest, making yourself appear smaller.

"You're going back to Asgard?" you asked.

"No, I'm not. I just wanted her to leave," Loki scoffed. He walked back to you and rubbed his hands over your arms. You relaxed immediately and laughed quietly.

"Oh, good. I wasn't ready to say goodbye yet." You stretched up and kissed him quickly. "But why did you want her to leave? Did you not like her?"

"She's...nice, a little privileged if anything. A bit forward but I suppose that's from years of worship." Loki shrugged. His hands migrated to your hips and he pulled you against his body. "Really, I just wanted to get you alone. You look so enticing in this sweater - your breasts on display and my pendant sitting so enticingly on your chest." He raised a hand and stroked your pendant, then trailed his hand down to squeeze your breast. You moaned and pressed yourself into his touch. "All I could do was stare at you. I wanted to fuck you so badly. Images of you naked, wet, and wanting kept running through my head. I was doing everything in my power not to get hard as a rock right there on the couch."

"Loki..." you moaned as both of his hands came up to grope your breasts. Your head rolled back as he grabbed at you, your cunt quickly growing wet.

"Mmm...come with me, pet. I intend on fucking you in that sexy little sweater," Loki whispered. He took your hand and walked you back into the kitchen. He stood you by the table and held onto your hips. "Stay here."

Loki sank down into a chair and ran his hands over your jeans. His palms smoothed over your ass and he squeezed you firmly. You moaned and placed your hands on his shoulders, trying to maintain your balance.

"These jeans look so fucking good on you," Loki murmured. "The way they hug your thighs...fuck, such a beautiful girl."

"Thank you, Master." You shivered at his praise. Loki's eyes met yours and he slowly unbuttoned your jeans. He pulled the zipper down and slid them down your legs. As your skin revealed itself, Loki leaned in and kissed your legs. You were throbbing in your panties and when Loki smirked, you knew he could smell your arousal.

"You were so brave today, kitten," Loki purred. Two fingers slid over the crotch of your underwear and you spread your legs wider. A wet patch on your panties revealed your true arousal and Loki laughed darkly. "My good, good girl. You're so wet for me."

"I always am," you admitted. Loki's fingers pressed over your clit and rubbed back and forth. Even through the fabric of your underwear, the feel of him was electric and charged with lust.

"Really? Were you wet for me as we sat on the couch with Gretchen?" Loki asked.

"Don't say her name when you're touching me," you said quickly, offering Loki pleading eyes. "Please. You're mine."

"Yes I am, little one," Loki promised you. His nose touched your covered mound and you bit back a moan. He pressed a soft kiss to your clit through your underwear and you shook with anticipation. "And because of that, I'm going to treat you right. I'm going to reward you. You were such a good, strong girl today. You deserve the praise."

"Oh L-Loki, thank you," you moaned. Loki slid your underwear down your legs and helped you step out of them. Once your lower half was completely bare, Loki hoisted you up by your hips and placed you on the table.

"Lay back, pet. It's time for me to worship this beautiful body," Loki said, pressing a hand to your chest and pushing you backwards. You collapsed onto your back and watched as Loki aligned his face with your pussy. He spread your legs wider and gave you a cheeky grin. "You're dripping onto the table."

"I'm a little excited here," you laughed, your face covered in a dramatic flush. Loki traced two fingers along your glistening folds and you let out an unbridled moan. His touch was slow and agonizing, teasing you with what he could do but wasn't. Even with your handful of orgasms from only hours earlier, you were already desperate to cum again for him.

"You know, kitten, I love calling you my little slut. You're always gagging for my cock so it's rather fitting," Loki said, kissing along the inside of your quivering thighs. "But even when you're my dirty whore, you're still my good, good girl. You're so beautiful and strong. So pretty and smart - gods, I love you. You're perfect."

You thrashed back and forth as Loki teased you, his hands and mouth wandering over your legs and swollen pussy. You couldn't take your gaze off of Loki. He was hypnotizing you with those magnetic green eyes, capturing you in this moment and keeping your mind from wandering off.

"Please Loki..." you begged, your chest heaving. "I want your mouth on me."

"I'll give you what you want, baby. I can't wait to taste this pretty pussy," Loki said. He leaned forward and took in a deep breath of you. You spread your legs wider and the invitation was enough for Loki to kiss your clit. You arched your back off the table as Loki wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked gently. His fingers continued to trace your folds and prod at your hole.

"Feels so good," you moaned. Loki was lavishing you with direct attention. It was overwhelming having his mouth on you. He was moaning against your cunt, praising your taste without even physically speaking. There was bliss on his face as his tongue lapped at you, and when he groaned while sliding two fingers inside of you, you weren't sure which one of you was more affected by this.

"Your pussy is perfect. I could spend eternity down here," Loki gasped before diving back in and lapping at you more generously. Your thighs trembled on either side of his head as you grabbed for anything to hold onto. You rocked down against his face and Loki nodded in encouragement. You held onto the edge of the table as you bucked against his face, taking what you wanted from him.

"M-Master, I need to cum," you said, slightly embarrassed at how quickly your orgasm was approaching. Loki pulled his lips away and shook his head, but continued to coax you with his curling fingers.

"Not yet. I intend to take my time with you," Loki said. "Cruel, I know. Making you cum so much this afternoon and now not letting you cum at all."

"But...but...Loki..."

"No, sweetheart. Listen to your Master. I know what's best for you," Loki reminded you. You whimpered but nodded, still riding his fingers. Loki stood over you and pressed his lips to yours. You tasted yourself against him as he licked into your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck and held him closer. The more intense your kiss got, the faster his fingers pumped inside of you. You were moaning against his lips, overcome with so much pleasure that your head fell back against the table.

"More, more, more," you begged. Loki's thumb circled your clit at the same time as his fingers curled within you. The dual sensations sent chills down your spine and it took everything in your power not to cum. Loki kissed you again and you sighed into his mouth happily.

"I know you can taste your pussy on my mouth," Loki whispered, licking over your lower lip. You whined and nodded, cunt clenching around his fingers. "But you know what I taste?"

"W-What?" you asked. Loki winked and sank back down to rest between your thighs. He licked around his fingers and groaned, cock hardening in his trousers.

"I taste your delicious juices, your sweet arousal," Loki said. He curled his fingers up and tapped at your sensitive, spongy walls. "But I also taste myself on you, in you. I taste the cum I poured inside of your tight cunt. It's so fucking hot knowing that hours later, my essence is still on you. And guess what? I'm going to cum inside of you again. I'm going to keep my scent all over your body. You're all mine, pet. Everyone is going to know it just by walking past you and smelling my cum soaking into your skin."

"Fuck, Loki, please! Master! Please! Let me cum!" you cried out, his words turning you on so much that your arousal was now dripping around his fingers.

"You want to cum, baby?" Loki asked. You whined out a weak agreement and Loki pumped his fingers faster. "What about my cock? Do you want my cock inside of you?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Loki, please! Please give me your cock, Master! Please!" you nearly screamed. Loki growled and tugged his fingers out of you. He grabbed you from the table and pulled you onto his lap.

"Take my cock out, little one," Loki instructed you, his voice heavy and full of lust. You opened his trousers with trembling hands and released his large cock. Loki easily lifted you up and aligned you with his cock. He lowered you onto him slowly and you moaned loudly, your chest heaving with pleasure.

But then, he just kept you there.

"Loki?" you asked. "What -"

"You've yet to eat dinner, darling," Loki tutted. "It's been a long day and you should eat."

"I thought...aren't you going to...you know, fuck me?" you whimpered, trying to swivel your hips. Loki gripped your waist and held you down on him, not letting you move. He shook his head and patted your ass.

"No, sweetheart. I'm going to feed you dinner while you warm my cock," Loki said.

"I'm going to what?"

"You're going to warm my cock. You're going to keep that snug pussy around my cock for as long as I want you to without moving an inch." Loki's smile was devious as he waved his hand over the table. In seconds, it was covered in small platters of meats, fruits, and cheeses. He picked up a slice of cheese and held it to your lips. "Open up and eat."

You weren't really hungry, not after your heavy late lunch that Loki prepared. You knew this was all part of his game though. He was testing your patience and your limits. Licking your lips, you took the cheese into your mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Good girl," Loki said as he nuzzled into your neck. "Such a good, perfect, beautiful girl. I love you."

"I love you too," you whispered. It was hard to think with Loki's cock inside of you, throbbing and pulsing with need. It was nice to have him inside of you, keeping you full and stuffed to the brim. However, there was also something missing. The friction, the movement, the harsh thrusts - without them, the itch inside of you was not completely scratched. You swallowed the lump in your throat as Loki slathered some butter on a small piece of toast. "Loki -"

"Quiet, baby. Let me take care of you," Loki purred, placing the toast in your mouth. Your cunt quivered around him and based on the flare of Loki's nostrils, he was not the only one having their patience tested. You purposefully squeezed your cunt around his cock and Loki cursed, dropping the remaining toast on the ground. "Vixen."

"I thought you wanted to praise me today," you giggled.

Loki smacked your ass. It jolted you forward and the motion of his cock moving inside of you had you gasping for air.

"Be good," Loki warned. "Or you won't be cumming for the rest of the night."

"Yes, Master," you whispered, bowing your head. "I'm sorry, Master."

"What a submissive little girl," Loki purred, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I adore you."

Before you could answer, Loki thrusted his cock once. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you felt yourself nearly flying with delusional want.

But Loki was just getting started.

You had no idea how long you were warming Loki's cock for. He fed you handfuls of delectable treats, each morsel and bite better than the last. But you couldn't focus on the deliciousness of what he was feeding all. All you could concentrate on was his large cock nestled inside of you.

You wanted to rock down against him and bounce in his lap. You craved that hot rub of his member scrubbing against your sensitive walls. Instead, you just sat there and let him feed you. With every bit of praise he gave you - my good girl, so beautiful, so submissive, lovely girl, you're so good for me... - you caved into listening to him. You wanted to make him proud. You wanted to be the only person he ever thought of. Tapping into your pure obedience could accomplish that.

However, Loki wasn't necessarily making it all that easy to be good for him. After every few bites, Loki would shift himself in his chair. The jostling of his legs or the adjustment of his hips would force his cock deeper inside of you. His cock would twitch and spill drops of precum inside of you, heating you up with desire. You were wet and soaking the legs of his pants, but you didn't care. You were so desperate for him that it wiped all concerns from your mind.

You were full and you didn't want any more food. He kept trying to feed you but you turned your face away, shaking your head.

"Eat, pet," Loki instructed.

"N-No," you cried out, flinging yourself forward to wrap your arms around his neck. The change of angle had his cock jabbing against a deeper spot inside of you and it had you seeing stars. "Fuck me, Loki, please!"

"Not yet, baby," Loki clicked his tongue. "We're halfway through."

"Halfway?" you gasped, looking up at Loki with tear-filled eyes. "How long have we been at it?"

"An hour," Loki said casually. He held up a piece of cured meat. "Eat."

"No! I want your cock, Master. Please give it to me. Please fuck me. Please, I beg you," you sobbed, leaning it to kiss his neck. You plastered kisses all along his skin, hoping it would break his resolve. Loki growled and grabbed you by the back of your hair and yanked you backwards.

"No. Be my good girl and keep warming my cock. You can eat or not. The food will distract you, though," Loki said. He slipped the meat into your mouth but instead of chewing it, you suctioned your lips around his fingers and bobbed your head back and forth as if you were sucking his cock. The tears streaming down your cheeks helped aid in the sinful image. Loki stared at you in awe, his own eyes glazed over with desire.

"Fuck me," you begged after abandoning his lips and swallowing the food. "Please, Master."

"No," he growled. And that was how you spent another hour in his lap, legs so weak that you couldn't even feel them anymore thanks to their severe trembling. Your pussy fluttered around his cock and you knew his trousers were completely ruined from your juices dripping onto him. With every passing minute, your cries grew more desperate and your moans grew more passionate.

"Loki! Master! Fuck, please! Take me!" you cried, grabbing his arms and squeezing his cock.

Loki looked at the clock and uttered a dark, "fuck it". He stood up with you still impaled on his cock. He swept the plates and platters off the table, sending them clattering to the floor. Loki slammed you down on the table and began fucking you in quick, hard thrusts.

"Yes! Oh, fuck, yes!" you shouted, tangling your fingers in Loki's hair. "Just like that, oh yes..."

"My good girl is such a fucking tease," Loki growled, pistoning into you without any sense of patience or sophistication. "First you tie me up and tease me with your mouth, now you purposefully clench around my cock just to get me to fuck you...fuck, you little devil."

"I wanted you. I couldn't wait any longer," you sobbed, locking your ankles around Loki's ass.

"Consider us even then," Loki said with a wink. His face grew sympathetic as he angled his cock differently to hit your deepest possible spot. "Do you need to cum, baby?"

"Yes, Master, I do," you said. "I really, really need to cum."

"I bet you do," Loki snickered. He leaned down and kissed your neck. "All in due time."

Luckily, Loki wouldn't make you wait much longer. He fucked you into the table, causing the structure to tremble and shake beneath his harsh movements. You weren't even concerned about the table breaking - again. You could not care less if the wood splintered and snapped in half. All you wanted was his cock and to finally cum.

You realized you were beginning to take his freely given orgasms for granted.

You tugged Loki's hair, scratched at his clothed back, and pushed his hips against you harder. Loki was moaning your name, chanting it as he thrusted into you. When his thumb pressed to your clit, you knew you only had seconds left before you came.

"Cum," he commanded, a single yet powerful word. Your eyes widened and you shouted Loki's name so loudly that if his silencing spell had not been casted around your apartment, the entire building could have probably heard you. Your orgasm hit you so powerfully that your vision grew blurry and you couldn't make out anything that was happening. You barely registered Loki groaning your name, and then he was spilling inside of you, coating your walls with his cum.

You laid there, staring at the ceiling, bliss covering your features. A weak, lazy smile graced your lips as Loki kissed your cheeks. He was saying something, but you couldn't hear it. You were too deep in bliss.

Loki slid his cock out of you and collected you into his arms. He walked you both into the living room and placed you down on the couch. He adjusted you so you were laying down, legs spread to show off his cum leaking out of your pussy. Loki groaned and began eating you out again, cleaning his cum from your cunt. That shot you back to your senses and you grabbed his hair.

"Loki!" you gasped, both bucking into his touch and trying to get away from it.

"Cum if you want, I don't care. I just want to taste you again," Loki admitted. There was no question whether you would cum again or not. Your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks. You came on his face and Loki lapped it up greedily. When he was finished, Loki held himself over you, his face glistening. He licked your arousal off of his face. "Delicious."

"You...yup, God of Sex," you laughed breathlessly. Loki laughed along with you and you pulled him down on top of you. You kissed him slowly and intimately, your mouth slack from pleasure. "Mmm...two hours of that, huh?"

"I plan on going all day next time," Loki said with a wink.

You couldn't ignore the way you felt your clit throb at that. "Oh wow."

"Did you like it, sweet? Did you like warming my cock? I know I like to leave myself inside of you for a few extra minutes but this was a step up," Loki asked with his left eyebrow lifted upwards.

"It was a leap up," you scoffed. "But...yes, that was really fucking hot."

"Good to know," Loki said, nuzzling your cheek with his nose. "It was a good day."

"It was," you agreed. "It was nice making up with Gretchen, but I don't know if I want to see her for a while."

"Why not?" Loki asked.

"Because I like having you all to myself," you teased, dragging him down for another kiss.

"I was just thinking the same thing," Loki chuckled against your lips.

You fell asleep on the couch that night in Loki's arms. He eventually carried you to bed, letting Cooper back into the living room as he placed you on the bed. Loki vanished his clothing and crawled into bed with you. He had magically removed your bra, but kept your sweater on, knowing how comfortable you felt in it.

Then, he held you. He just held you. He knew he should be answering prayers - it had been a while, after all - but holding you in his arms lulled him into a quick, peaceful sleep.

Maybe that was a good thing, for if Loki stayed awake, he would have heard Gretchen's prayers asking him to come to her.

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