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Loki has been in Asgard for almost three weeks now, three weeks without Loki was hell for her. She thought that it would be fun at first, some time without Loki where she could focus on herself and have fun with her girlfriends. And she did for the first couple weeks, while Loki was dealing with “official royal business” in Asgard, she was partying with her friends and staying up late. It wasn't that she couldn’t do all those things with Loki around, he was not controlling at all. She just liked the feeling of being by herself for a while and doing what she wanted. However, time apart makes the heart grow fonder, and at the end of the second week, the lack of Loki’s presence began to weigh heavy on her. She missed his voice, his laugh, and his witty remarks. Her bed felt cold without him, she missed waking up to him in the morning, his hands would wander her body as she was slowly drawn from her slumber. He would place soft kisses on her face and down her neck as she stirred awake in his arms.

What she missed most, however, was the sex. She loved Loki as a person and she was absolutely in love with him. But gods he could fuck! She became addicted to him after their first night together, she could never sleep with anyone else after that. Eventually he moved in with her after they both grew tired of living at the Avengers’ tower. Sneaking around with him and being bugged by the Avengers constantly was not a good mix. They finally had their privacy, that was until Loki was being called back to Asgard more often. She was happy that Loki was close with his brother again, and that he was able to go see his mother freely. However, his relationship with Odin was still estranged, it wasn’t surprising, Loki still refused to fully forgive him for the way that he treated Loki growing up. She supported Loki and his decisions, but she still missed him dearly.

Now she laid on her bed, one of Loki’s capes was wrapped around her frame as she curled up, staring at the empty spot next to her. Loki's scent was beginning to fade from his side of the bed, as well as the cape. She closed her eyes and pretended that he was there next to her. Her hands ran down the material of the cape, to her stomach, and eventually down her shorts. Getting herself off these past few weeks wasn’t ideal, but it would have to do until Loki came back.

When she suddenly heard a deep familiar voice, she thought she was hallucinating.

“Oh darling, have you been desperate in my absence?”

Her eyes flew open as she sat up on the bed, the god of mischief himself stood at the foot of it. She flung herself at him immediately, jumping off the bed and wrapping her arms and legs around his tall frame.

“Loki! I missed you so much.” Her face was buried in the crook of his neck as a few tears fell from her cheeks, “Part of me thought you would never come back.”

“Me? Leave you? Darling I would simply cease to exist without you. These past few weeks have been incredibly tiring, they wanted me to stay longer. But I told my mother I had important business to tend to on Midgard.” He smirked, taking a handful of her ass as he held her up.

She pulled back and looked Loki in the eyes, “Is that my name now? Important business?” She giggled before giving him a brief kiss. The kisses traveled to his flushed cheeks and forehead as she pampered him with love and affection. She ran her hands down his neck to the ceremonial leather and armor that he still wore from his business on Asgard, “It’s been awhile since i've seen you in the full get up. I almost forgot how hot it is.”

Loki backed up and spun them around so that she was pinned between the wall and his body. His hands wrapped around the backs of her thighs and hoisted her up so that he could pull her into a deep, desperate kiss that would make a virgin blush. The scent of leather mixed with Loki’s natural scent of cedar and spice filled her nostrils as he pressed his hips into hers. She gasped into the kiss, running her fingernails down the back of his leather coat. Loki pulled away, causing her to let out a small whine before kissing down his neck.

“I know how much you love my armor darling, however, it is quite difficult to AGH-!” He grunted as she left a small bite mark on his neck, she sucked on his skin with the intention of leaving a nice mark for later. “QUITE! Difficult to maneuver in.”

She pulled back and gave him a smile, “But you seem to walk around in it just fine.” She runs her hands down the golden armor, fingers tracing the small patterns that adorn it.

“I’m not talking about walking. I mean special… maneuvers.” He hoped she would get the hint.

She looked at him in confusion for a moment, “So what? You can’t fuck in it?”

Loki normally loved and admired how straightforward she was when she spoke to him. But now, she was leaving him flustered and speechless. His eyes were wide as he looked at her, he saw that her pupils were blown with lust as she smirked, fully aware that she currently had the upper hand.

“It's not that I can’t, it’s just difficult to move in that way.” He explained.

“Oh, I understand.” She complied, somewhat sarcastically.

“Good.” He gently placed her back on her feet, “Now let me take all this off and we can-” He was cut off by her guiding him back to the armchair in the corner of the room before she put her hand on his chest and gently pushed him down, his armor clanking as it met the soft material. Loki was immensely stronger than her, of course, but he still let her control him at times.

“What? Darling you’re not! Ooh~” He gasped as she gripped his hard cock through the leather.

“C’mon baby, don’t act like you don’t like it when I push you around. You're already so hard for me.” She replaces her hand with her clothed, wet cunt and ground against his leather trousers that concealed him. She could feel her wetness leaking through her thin underwear and shorts, now polishing his leather pants perfectly. “See? Feel.” She grabbed his hand and brought it to her heated center, she guided his fingers into a circling motion on her clit. Loki moaned at her actions, secretly loving the feeling of being used by a beautiful, demanding woman. “This is how you make me feel, I get so turned on when I see you dressed like this.” She moaned, moving her hips in time with his hand, “Good boy, you make me feel so fucking good.” She kissed him, swallowing his moans that she drew from him.

“Darling, please.” He begged between kisses, “I need you, p-please.”

“I love it when you beg for me, mischief.”

They just couldn’t wait any longer after these long weeks away from each other. While she was tending to her needs on earth, Loki was pleasuring himself on Asgard whenever he had time away from his royal duties. He imagined fucking her in his large bed covered in his favorite green silken sheets, making her scream his name so that all of Asgard knew who she belonged to. But now, he was sitting in their shared room of her New York apartment, the curtains wide open and looking over the lively city beneath them, absolutely at her will. He was ready to do anything for her, and he nearly moaned out loud when she began to undo the laces on his leather trousers. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the armrests of the chair, his eyes were focused on her, taking in every feature on her face and they way that her hands trembled with excitement as she finally undid the final lace and opened his trousers. She quickly abandoned her tee, showing her soft breasts to Loki’s wandering eyes, before reaching down to make a fist around his long cock. She slowly stroked him, he threw his head back in pleasure as she used her thumb to circle the blushed head, a small sheen of pre cum covered her thumb. She brought her thumb up to her mouth to taste him.

She slipped herself off of his body before untying her sleeping shorts and sliding them down her legs, Loki clenched his jaw in anticipation. She placed herself back on her throne that was Loki’s lap and gave him a deep kiss and ran her hands up his chest to play with the curls at the end of his hair. She leaned back and looked the powerful god beneath her up and down. His angry red cock stood in contrast to his black leather, his chestplate raised up and down with his heavy breathing and his pale cheeks wore a faded flush.

“Somethings missing.” She stated, running her fingers through his dark locks.

“What is it, my love?”

She put her index fingers to her forehead to mimic the look of his signature horns. “Put your horns on.” She demanded.

“W-why?” He stuttered

“Because I want to hold on to them while I ride you.”

Her straightforwardness made his cock twitch in need, “Anything for you, my love.” He smiled before a ring of magic, manifesting itself in green glimmers, surrounded his head in a halo before turning into his glistening, golden horns.

She smiled as she ran her hands up and down the gold that now adorned his head, stroking the horns as if they were his dick. She slid her fingers along the cheek pieces that accentuated his prominent cheekbones. She tilted his head back further so that she could kiss him deeply without colliding with the horns before lifting her hips to press her wet pussy against the head of his cock, the sheen of their combined arousal put a nice shine on the leather that covered his abdomen. She pulled away from the kiss to hold onto his horns before sinking onto him. They both gasped at the feeling of being with each other once again.

“Oh fuck- I missed you so much Loki.” She moaned before gripping onto his horns tighter and moving her hips in a circling, grinding motion.

Loki let out a deep growl and held on to her waist as she began to slowly bounce on top of him. His fingers eventually made their way up to her pebbled nipples and began to play with them gently. She arched her back into his touch and whined his name. Loki’s moans became louder as he realized he wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer, he was more desperate than he anticipated. He didn’t think he would cum this quickly, and if he was in control he probably wouldn’t, but she was riding him so perfectly right now and he couldn’t stop himself from pushing his hips up, causing his cock to slide inside her perfect cunt even deeper.

“Darling, w-wait I- I can’t. Slow down.”

“It’s okay, you can cum.” She allowed, circling her hips once again.

“FUCK! Fuck~” His hands held on tight to the flesh on her thighs, fingernails leaving shallow marks in her skin as he coated her walls with his cum. Sweat formed underneath the headpiece on his forehead and small tears shone underneath his eyes.

She gasped, loving the feeling of him filling her up. She knew Loki insisted that she came first whenever they fucked, but seeing him lose control under her was worth it. Besides, she would make sure he made it up to her after he recovered from his powerful orgasm.

“Are you with me, darling?” She ran her thumbs along his jawline as he relaxed beneath her.

“Always, my love.” He opened his eyes, looking into her’s with the same amount of love and lust that he had when he caught her touching herself when he arrived back home. “What about you? You didn’t cum.”

“Aw darling, so considerate.” She lifted herself off his softening cock, Loki’s cum leaking from her pussy, and stood in front of him, “Stand up.” She demanded. He did as he was told before she put her hands on his clothed biceps, turning them around and sitting down where Loki was only seconds ago. She spread her legs for him, giving him a perfectly unobstructed view of his seed leaking out of her cunt. “Get to it then.”

Loki wasted no time dropping to his knees in front of her and holding on to her thighs, keeping them open so that his horns could fit in between her legs. She reached down and held onto them once again as she felt his warm breath brushing against her wet folds. She pushed her hips into his mouth and pulled his head closer by his golden headpiece. Loki licked up her slit, drinking his own release from her cunt, before circling her clit with his tongue.

“Fuck~ can you taste yourself, mischief?” She moaned, grasping on tight to his horns.

Loki groaned in approval as she arched her back and pushed her hips closer to his mouth in an attempt to feel more friction from his tongue. His long fingers teased her entrance as his tongue circled her clit. His cum being used as lube as he curled two of his fingers to push against her g spot. She now her head thrown back in pleasure, screaming out his name and digging her fingernails into the soft felt of the chair. Tears of utter pleasure pricked the corners of his eyes as her legs shook on either side of his head, brushing against the chilling gold of his horns that raised gooseflesh on her skin.

Loki moaned between her legs as if he was getting off from her taste alone. He looked up at her with those gorgeous cerulean eyes that bore into her soul, she could barely keep eye contact with him before her eyes rolled back into her skull. Loki sped up his movements, determined to make her cum just as hard as he did. He smirked against her pussy as her thighs tightened around his head.

“I’m gonna cum- ah LOKI!” She cried out as her knuckles turned white, holding Loki’s horns in a death grip as her powerful orgasm possessed her body, leaving her quivering in Loki’s arms. Loki continued eating her out as her climax felt nearly endless. Her cunt was swollen in overstimulation as she began to push at his head in an attempt to crawl away from his talented silver tongue. Loki took the hint and stopped his pleasurable assault, slowly kissing her thighs and up to her stomach. He made his way back up her body so that his face was level with hers, giving her a soft kiss before she wrapped her arms around his neck to help her sit up straight and return the kiss.

“I love you darling, it feels good to be home. May I change into something more comfortable now?” He smirked, placing a kiss on her soft cheek.

She giggled and stood up with Loki, running her hands around the intricate details of his armor, taking it in before it was gone for the foreseeable future. “I guess you can. I’ll miss it though.”

“You will see it again darling, I promise”

Loki used his magic to change into a pair of black lounge pants. Loki looked sexy in whatever he wore, besides now she had access to his exposed torso. She immediately took the opportunity to touch his skin that was slightly flushed and sweaty from their previous activities. She ran her hands through his inky hair, caressing where the proud helmet once sat.

“I love you mischief, never leave me again.” She pouted, burying her face in his chest and wrapping her arms around his back.

He wrapped one arm around her waist as the other cradled the back of her head, running his fingers through her tangled hair and kissing her on the forehead. “Unfortunately, I cannot skip my trips to Asgard. I can, however, bring you with me next time.”

“Sounds perfect.” She looked back up at him, kissing his lips once again before they made their way back to the bed, she ended up back on his lap, peppering his face with kisses once more.

“Since you got to make demands on what I wore this time, I have a request.”

“What is it, mischief?” She smiled.

“I want you to wear the deliciously tight combat suit that you wear on your missions next time.”

She leaned back and looked at him with an entertained look on her face before giving him a seductive smirk, “Deal.”

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Loki paced back and forward in front of the door, anxiously waiting for the return of his beloved. He recalled their night that they shared not long ago, when she pushed him down onto the soft reading chair and rode him until he nearly forgot his name. He remembered the way she told him to wear his horns so that she could use them as handles while she bounced on top of him. He didn’t even have time to be ashamed of how soon he came before she pushed him down onto his knees and made him eat her pussy. The way that she used his horns to pull him closer drove him insane and made his head spin. He would do anything for her, and he loved when she was dominant over him. Call it years of suppressed issues that he may not have worked out completely, but he went insane whenever she pushed him around.

And now he waited not so patiently for her to come back from her short mission over the weekend. Just some short recon for S.H.I.E.L.D, she didn’t tell Loki much about it. All that Loki knew was that when she walked through that door, that deliciously tight combat suit would be hugging every curve on her body.

Loki was lost in his sexual thoughts as she walked through the door behind him. Loki whipped around to greet her, desperate to finally touch her.

“Waiting for something, mischief?” She smirked, dropping her duffle bag on the floor with a thump and quickly walking towards him to finally wrap her arms around him.

“You know what I’m waiting for, darling.” He smirked, opening his arms to accept her warm embrace.

Loki kissed her forehead as they softly collided, even a weekend apart was too long for them. And sure enough, she was wearing the combat suit that he had been fantasizing about.

“You didn’t miss me too much, I hope.” She giggled, playing with the inky curls that rested on his shoulders.

“Well I couldn't think about anything else the whole weekend, darling. You have crawled your way into my head and my heart.”

“What? Like a parasite?” She teased.

Loki rolled his eyes at her smartass comment, “If you want to call yourself a parasite, then by all means.”

She pulled him down by the collar of his dark green tee so that she could place a passionate kiss on his lips. Loki’s strong hands gripped her hips through the smooth material of her suit to pull her closer. Their bodies swayed together in romantic bliss as her tongue slipped past his lips. Loki’s hands wandered to the small of her back before taking a nice handful of her ass, pushing her hips closer to him in the process.

She gave his lower lip a soft, teasing bite as she pulled away, “You better watch what you say to me, mischief. I hope you remember our little deal that we made.”

“Remember? Darling, it’s all I've been thinking about since.” He smirked, continuing to run his hands along her body, taking in the sight of her that he had ingrained into his head.

“Well then.” She placed her hand on his chest pushing him backwards towards their bedroom, “I hope you'll be a good boy for me.”

“No promises, my love.” He had a dumb smile on his face, his pupils dilated with a mix of lust and love.

He let out a small grunt as the backs of his knees met the mattress behind him. She put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him down so that he sat on the edge. He looked up at her feminine frame towering over him, his eyes wide in anticipation, excited for what was about to happen next.

“Take your shirt off and lay down with your hands over your head, I want you to hold on to the headboard.” She walked around the bed to her side where her nightstand was. She opened the drawer and took out a pair of handcuffs with the god’s name written all over them.

Loki wasted no time practically tearing off his tee and moving backwards on the bed so that his hands were close to the headboard, raising his arms eagerly so that she could cuff his wrists to the headboard comfortably.

Amused by his eagerness, she laughed lightly and comfortably secured the handcuffs. She was the only one who would ever see him like this, needy, vulnerable, at will. She looked down at him through her lashes and zipped the tight uniform down slightly, revealing the tops of her breasts while backing up a little so he could see her body better.

Moving closer, she placed her hands on his covered knees, running them slowly up his thighs to where the bulge was prominent in his lounge pants.

“I’ve never seen someone with so much power get turned on by being handcuffed to a bed.” She quipped.

“How many powerful people are you cuffing to your bed, darling?”

“Doesn’t matter,” She put her hand under his jaw so he would look her in the eye, “I just need the one.” Her fingers explored his alabaster skin, fingernails lightly scratching his chest as she traveled down his body. His stomach flexed in anticipation, hips jutting towards her. “Stay still mischief, don’t make me cuff your ankles as well.”

His jaw clenched at her teasing, need growing by the second. He always anticipated her teasing, but when she was actually doing it, he went insane. And she knew he would begin to beg soon.

“Darling, are you really gonna do this to me? After I was deprived of you for so long?” He looked at her with almost a doe like innocence to his eyes.

“And by ‘so long' you mean two days?” She rolled her eyes.

“It felt like an eternity.”

She laughed, playing with the waistband of his soft cotton trousers that left little to the imagination, especially since he wore no boxers beneath them. “So dramatic.”

He moaned quietly as she curled her fingers beneath the elastic waistband, pulling them down ever so slowly.

“Love, I need you, please.” His confident demeanor began to slip.

“What do you need, baby?” She spoke to him in a soft voice, his head spun and cheeks began to flush.

“Touch me.”

“You don’t make demands tonight. Now, where do you want me to touch you?” Her thumb lightly brushed his cock, still concealed underneath the fabric. “Here?”

“Yes I- Please.” He bucked his hips towards her teasing hands.

“Shh patience.” She dipped the waistband lower and lower, watching as the trail of hair from his belly button all the way down to the base of his cock became revealed to her.

When she looked up at Loki, right before she would release his throbbing arousal from containment, she saw he had his head thrown back, eyes screwed shut as we waited for her to grant him pleasure.

“Look at me, Loki.” She demanded.

Loki raised his head, the beginning of tears flooded his eyes. He gasped when his warm dick was finally exposed to the air of the room as she took his pants completely off, leaving him naked while she remained fully clothed.

She straddled his legs and placed her hands on his hips, still avoiding where he needed her touch most. Her hands ran up his torso to his face, where she leaned down and kissed him. He moaned at the feeling of her soft lips on his, melting into her kiss.

She sat back, looking down at him with pride and power, and wrapped hand around his erect cock. “Is this what you wanted?”

“Oh- yes, thank you.” He whimpered out as she finally touched him where he most desired.

She tortured him with slow, drawn out strokes, a bead of glassy pre-cum leaked from the tip, lubricating her soft hand. Her free hand continued to explore his pale torso, playing with the thin, dark hairs that decorated his chest in sparse areas. Deciding to tease the poor god even more, she ghosted the pads of her fingers around his nipples. She was lost in him, his gasps, his moans, every begging word that fell from his lips, it pulled her deeper into the vast sea that was his godly form. He appeared as if he was carved out of marble, sculpted to perfection by the finest artist who ever lived. She couldn’t even fathom how much she loved this man beneath her, she just wanted to show him.

Loki’s eyes rolled back into his skull as he pulled against the restraints, the cool metal of the handcuffs dug into his skin. Causing him that perfect line between pain and pleasure.

“Hey, look at me, look at me when I’m bringing you pleasure.”

Loki's eyes shot open as she stopped her movements on his weeping cock.

“P-Please, don’t- don’t stop.” He begged.

Moving her body upwards, her clothed core hovered right above his cock. With her hands on either side of his head, she dipped down slightly so that he could bury his face in her breasts, unzipping the suit to just below her navel so she could feel more of his mouth on her skin. He sucked the soft flesh of her tits, leaving little marks in the process. He licked all the way up the valley between her soft breasts to her neck, finding her weak spot that made her gasp.

She lowered her hips, the smooth material greeted his velvety cock as he could feel her warmth envelop him. Loki muttered a slight ‘thank you’ as she began to slowly move her hips on top of him. He bucked his groin up to meet hers, this time she didn’t bother stopping him as she began to grow soft on him. His begging wasn’t for nothing after all.

“Do you wanna touch me, mischief?”

Loki’s eyes lit up in excitement at what she was hinting at.

“Please, I’ll do anything, I jus- I just need to feel you, my love.”

His borderline pathetic attempts at begging won the girl over as she undid his restraints. Just as his hands were about to land on her body, she caught them, holding his wrists in her hands.

“I never said you were able to freely touch me.” She smirked down at the wide eyed god beneath her, his pupils blown wide with lust. “I’m gonna put your hands where I want them. Understand?”

Loki nodded and she took his strong hands and placed them on the sides of her breasts, where the material of the combat suit still covered. His thumbs brushed over her pebbled nipples that made tiny bumps beneath the suit.

“Right there.” She whispered, her hands returning to rest on his chest so that she could resume her motions on his cock.

Hands never moving from their destined place where she decided to put them, Loki looked up at her with undeniable pleasure, his whimpers and moans all in worship to the woman above him.

The smooth material of her tight combat suit that plagued his mind for weeks at this point felt like heaven on his hands and cock. She looked so powerful above him, playing with his hair as she circled her hips, his precum shining the suit.

“P-please-” Loki begged once again, he didn’t even know what he was pleading for.

“What do you want, baby? Do you wanna come inside me?”

Loki’s hips thrusted up in need at her words, he wanted to sheath his throbbing length inside of her more than anything right now.

She began to strip off the rest of her combat suit, Loki’s hands wandering to help her shrug it off her shoulders. She didn’t stop him, much to his surprise, she just let him assist her. He was internally mourning the loss of the suit that he fantasized about. But he was too desperate for her to ride him right now to care.

Once the suit was abandoned on the floor, Loki forgot about her rule on where his hands were supposed to go as they wandered to grope her tits and play with her hardened nipples. She let out a small gasp of pleasure before she moved them down to her waist so he could hold on to her as she lifted her hips to catch his tip on her clit. She circled until he was seated at her wet entrance, slowly moving down on his shaft. His eyes never left hers as she moaned out his name when he was fully seated inside her.

His hips slowly and hesitantly attempted to thrust into her before she stopped him.

“Not so fast mischief, you just lie back like a good boy and let me ride you.” She looked down at him and slowly circled her hips, grinding her clit against his lower abdomen.

One of his hands went to grab the headboard as she slowly drew out his pleasure, the other gripped her ass in an attempt to move her faster. She grabbed it and brought it to her mouth, taking his index and middle fingers into her mouth as she would his cock before bringing it down to her clit. She bounced on his dick and he got the hint to begin rubbing her swollen clit in tight circles. His eyes traveled from where their bodies connected, to her soft breasts bouncing hypnotically, to her pretty face. Her mouth was open, moaning profanities along with his name. She looked beautiful like this, absolutely fucked out in pleasure.

“You look s-so so perfect, d-darling… FUCK! I love you.” He struggled to speak as she picked up the pace on top of him.

She smirked with pride above him, his fingers moving faster on her clit, causing her to lose composure. She leaned forward and loosely wrapped her hand around his neck, his eyes rolled back into his skull. His both of their moans became louder, bouncing off the walls and surely disturbing those in neighboring apartments.

“Fuck- Loki! I’m gonna cum!” She moved her hips faster, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside of her like no one ever had before. He was perfect, everything about him, down to the way he fucked her.

Loki grasped onto her hips, obviously she didn’t care much about where he put his hands as her head was thrown back in pleasure.

“Come on darling- cum on my cock.” His fingers moved faster to bring on her climax.

She quivered above him as she came, her hips moved spastically against him, screaming his name. Her body went weak and she collapsed on top of him, her chest flushed with his as he held her head and thrusted up into her, chasing his much needed release.

With one last hard thrust he coated her walls with his thick ropes of hot cum, letting out something between a guttural growl and a desperate moan.

They laid there, skin to skin, with a thin gleam of sweat covering them. Taking in the feeling of being with each other in a state of such bliss. Loki kissed her temple as she laid on top of him, his fingernails gently scratched up and down her back.

“I love you darling, so so much.” He said, playing with her messy hair.

She lifted her face from the crook of his neck, placing a loving kiss on his jawline before looking up at him.

“I love you too, my sweet mischief.” Her fingers ran along his cheekbones, “Any more sexy suggestions?” She giggled.

“My darling, I don’t know how else to put this, but you fucked me so good that I can’t think at the moment.” He held her tighter to his form, his cock softening inside her, “I’m sure I'll think of something though.”

“Oh, I hope so. Maybe next time you can be in charge.” She winked

“I plan on it darling.”