Hello lovelies!

This is my fourth installment of this fic. I honestly don't know if I can call them one-shots anymore, because they're more like short stories. I took the chance to write this seeing as I had a couple days off from work. :)

Inspiration sometimes hits and it's impossible to not write this, especially since I love this character so much. I hope I kept the thread of the story going and that you guys like it. Please excuse the typos :P

NOTE: I fixed the chapter up a bit due to some errors that slipped my watchful eye. Hopefully it's much better now. :)

Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to my lovely reader Reena Sickle and all you lovely followers out there :)

Without further ado, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Loki's not mine, I just borrow him from time to time to play with him. ermm, did I really just say that? oops.. :/

He said nothing.

He simply closed his eyes as he brought his mouth back to yours, his eagerness getting the best of him, his hands holding you tighter and your hands coming back up from his arms to cradle his neck once again. He felt strangely unrestrained as his mouth was gliding a bit more firmly against yours, allowing you to take in his taste. He had a flavor that was all his own; intoxicating. Taking in the heat of the moment, you felt that he was now kissing you with a bit more confidence and in an instant of boldness you tentatively grazed your tongue briefly against his lower lip, just enough for him to feel the contact.

He felt it, he sure did.

At the contact of your tongue against his lip he sighed contently against your mouth, releasing a cool breath into your lips, it felt wonderful. You grabbed his neck a bit tighter as you completely slipped your tongue into his mouth, making you both moan. He felt like he was on fire, the feelings that he had kept restrained for so long now had a chance to run free, the heat was beginning to gather strategically in his crotch. He reciprocated your moves as you sultrily dipped your tongue inside his lips and touched it with his, massaging one another. It was like playing a very sensual form of follow the leader, you licked, so did he, you nibbled on him, so did he. Whatever you did into the kiss, he did back. His moans became a bit more evident with every touch of his lips against yours.

His pants were definitely too tight now, it was becoming too much for him. Just the thought of what tonight could hold in store for him drove him wild. He was holding the loveliest girl in the nine realms in his arms and she was willingly giving him what he had dreamt of since he first saw her. The kiss continued, with your grip on one another becoming steadier by the minute. You noticed that for a beginner he was a very good kisser. When you were sure that you were about to pass out from the lack of air, you reluctantly pulled away from him without letting each other go. He licked his lips and ran his teeth across his bottom lip, savoring the flavor you had left on him.

''You know darling, you taste like champagne and chocolate'' he said panting lightly.

''Well my prince, you weren't too bad yourself'' you told him, making a faint blush appear on his cheeks.

His body was pressed so tightly to yours that when his member twitched in arousal you felt it on your belly. It made your knees buckle slightly from the surprise.

He gasped and let you go, suddenly feeling nervous again ''Forgive me, I shouldn't have, I was ju-''

He was cut off by the feel of your lips on his once more, he sighed in relief at the contact. You could not allow his anxiousness to get in the way of what could be such a wonderful evening for you both. This kiss was not as calculated as the first; it was now full of need and passion. It was your way of letting him know that he had nothing to fear. Tongues wrestled with one another as he let his body run on pure instinct. His hands holding you close while your hands gripped his biceps tightly. You moved your hands lower down to his waist and pressed forward so that his hot erection ground against you. His eyes widened in surprise as he let out a strained moan into the cool night air.

''Fear not my sweet Prince, I won't break'' you assured him through heavy panting and half-closed eyelids.

He simply nodded.

''In that case, let's get your coronation underway your majesty'' you told him as you grabbed his hand and led him into his chambers.

A thousand scenarios were racing through his mind at the thought of being completely alone with you in his bedroom; this was not how he had expected to end the night, not by a long shot. The heat that was licking at him felt like it was enveloping him from the inside out. He let you guide him to the chambers where you made no haste to mark your territory. You were done waiting and it was now or never. His lips to you were so delicious, so innocent and yet so enticing. Your lips crashed against his again, with him eagerly reciprocating the kiss. His tongue was refreshing and sending shivers down your spine. He held you close ,and you could feel his hands twitching at your sides, squeezing the flesh underneath with a bit more force, his moans were now those of pure frustration, wanting the events to move a bit faster. You reached down to where his hands lay at your waist, your fingers intertwined with his. You broke the kiss, looking into his eyes and whispering against his lips.

''Touch me my prince''

He looked at you through heavy-lidded eyes and gave you a small peck, earning a soft laugh from you. His gaze lowered between both of you as he took in the sight of your hands guiding his on your body. You placed his hands on your chest right below your collarbone, merely enjoying the effect you were having on him. He swallowed hard and his eyes were glued to the sight unfolding in front of him. His eyebrow arched as he anticipated the next move. Your hands moved his palms to either side of your breasts where you just lay them flat, not giving permission to move just yet.

''Oh my'' was all he could say.

You gave a beaming smile as you softly removed his hands from you and walked him backwards over to the bed. His knees hitting the mattress, causing him to fall onto a sitting position. He looked up at you and you could see the lust, the longing and the slight trace of fear that lay in his eyes.

He was beautiful, and tonight he was all yours.

You placed your hands on his shoulders, taking advantage of the way this position allowed you to tower over him. You placed a soft kiss on his temple and made your way down his cheek, kissing his cheekbone lightly and finally resting your mouth against his once more. Your lips were becoming tender from the kissing but you didn't care. Loki savored the feeling of your lips against his skin as you slowly trailed your kisses down his jaw and finally bringing them to a halt on his neck. He voluntarily stretched his neck the opposite direction of where your lips laid on him. He moaned softly when he felt your tongue on his sensitive skin, sending small jolts of pleasure through his entire system. He needed to feel the release of his frustration, he felt it deep within him. His clothes suddenly felt too hot, and in an instant of bravery he took his vest and shrugged it off his broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. The action causing you to cease your ministrations on him and stand straight up.

Your eyebrow arched.

''Eager are we?''

He answered in a shaky voice

''You have no idea''

You pushed him fully onto the bed, crawling on top of him, the mattress shifting beneath you and his body supporting your weight completely. He awkwardly crawled back into the middle of the bed with you in his arms. You sat up and locked your eyes with his once more, they were hungry and filled with primal need. His body radiating heat, the only sounds in the room were those of your heavy panting. You straddled him, making sure your center was placed directly on top of his shaft. You slowly ground your hips against him, making him throw his head back onto the bed. You loved the way his face was contorting, taking in the new sensations his body was experimenting. He grabbed you by the hips and pulled you down so to make you rest with a bit more force against him, you let him take your hips in his hands as he worked you into his waist, his member pushing straight into your aching core. He pushed up into you as you kept moving on top of him; even through your clothes you could feel the outline of his length against you. Your hands came to rest on his chest as you continued this fun game of bump and grind, but you knew that he would not last long if you kept it up like this, and neither would you. You were in need of him, just as much as he needed you.

''Kneel my darling prince''

He did as he was told and gently moved you off him, until he sat up so now you were both on your knees on the soft mattress. Silence filled the room once more as you roamed your hands on his chest through his clothing. It wasn't until you finally gave a small tug at his wool tunic that he noticed what you were doing. Both your hands worked slowly to remove his clothing, the items falling off the bed, neither of you caring where they landed. The urgency to see his skin was too much. When you finally let the last piece of clothing fly across the bed and onto the ground you separated and scooted back a bit to see him, there he was; finally, gloriously naked in front of you. His arousal evident in this position, as he could no longer hide it. It was thick, long and it was definitely hard. He was nervous and shaking; yes, but that did not stop him from doing his best to enjoy his first time with a woman, especially with a woman of your standards. You ran your fingers deftly down his chest and onto his stomach, bringing them to stop at his thighs, enjoying the freshness of his skin against your hand. He groaned when your hands purposely missed that spot between his legs that was still burning. His member throbbing and twitching every time your fingers almost touched him. You lowered your mouth on to his chest and planted soft kisses anywhere your lips landed.

He delighted in the way your lips were working on him, your head moving softly against his chest while you kissed him. His hands shot out to your hair, grabbing you by the face, lifting you up to eye-level with him and kissing you roughly, being led by pure lust. His tongue was rough and demanding, and you found yourself loving the way he was now taking the situation. He placed a hand determinedly on your breast and gently squeezed it, earning a whimper from deep within your throat. Your body was now more than responsive to his touch, and you noticed that you could no longer wait. You had planned to take it slowly but your bodies were telling a different story. You broke apart, pulling his bottom lip between your teeth, delicately nipping at him.

''Would you like to undress me my Prince?''

His eyebrows arched as he spoke.

''Yes, yes I definitely would'' he answered.

You sighed contently as you knelt in front of him, his hand trembling slightly as he reached out to touch you once more. You shifted in such a way that your dress could lie above your knees and he could easily pull it all away. His hands moved to grab at the hem of your dress; he pulled it past your thighs, above your hips, over your shoulders and right above your head until you were finally free of the restricting garment. You were now kneeling on his bed in front of him; his eyes couldn't tear away from the girl that was here, she was actually here. She was naked in his bed, with the intention of turning this boy into a man and letting him give into his desires. You wore no more than a simple undergarment to keep your most private area out of view, but your full and round breasts were completely exposed to him. Your nipples quickly hardening in the cool room. His hands reached out to touch you once more, as if checking to see if you were real. As soon as your fair skin came into contact with his hands, your head tilted backward in a long soft wail. His hands grabbed your breasts and he delicately massaged them, he touched you with such purity as if handling a valuable work of art. As soon as he saw the hardened nipples he cautiously took one between his thumb and forefinger, earning a moan from your mouth. He gulped and stopped moving his hands.

''Did I hurt you milady?''

You observed him and noticed he was completely flushed, his breathing heavy and his pupils dilated. You assured him he was doing nothing wrong and took the chance to encourage him.

''You did nothing wrong my sweet prince, but I say there is something you could do to make it feel even better'' you said seductively.

''What's that darling?''

''Use your mouth my dear prince, taste me with your mouth, use your tongue and experiment with your teeth. I'm completely yours tonight, just as you shall be mine''

His shaft stiffened as soon as your words left your mouth. You leaned back on the bed and extended a hand to him, bringing him down to your level. You kissed him on his temple, silently letting him know it was fine for him to continue. His mouth nervously lowered onto your breasts, placing a soft kiss on the top of each of them. He chose to work on your left breast first, his mouth coming down tenderly with the tip of his tongue extending out and making contact with you. You sighed softly into the night as you felt him on you. At first he clumsily licked your breast, coating you a thin yet sensual layer of saliva, his tongue felt slightly cold. He was licking at you as if tasting a lollipop, it felt good but also quite funny. He continued doing it and alternating between breasts, you were letting him take his time and explore your body in any way he wished to. But you also felt a sense of responsibility to guide him in the right way to please a woman. You took his head into your hands and pulled him up, forcing your eyes to meet.

''Take it in your mouth my dear prince, wrap your mouth around it and suck gently but firmly.''

He nodded and swallowed, he was breathing heavily and he savored in the privilege of having you in his bed. He trusted your advice and ground himself in the goal of satisfying you tonight. His mouth watered at your suggestion as he latched himself on your right breast, your hands still placed firmly on the back of his head. His eyes came to a close when he began to do as you had instructed him; at first he suckled gently just using his lips to taste you. As you began to moan and tug softly at his hair did he gain confidence and inserted his tongue into the mix, the sudden change making your head spin and causing your back to arch slightly, making your breast push a bit further into his mouth. He continued sucking you until you softly lowered you head and whimpered into his hair.

''Your teeth my prince, use your teeth''

He growled deftly as he was now using his teeth, his tongue and his beautiful lips to pleasure you. You took his hand and moved it lower down your body, until it finally came to rest at the curve of your thigh; you ran it softly up and down your leg until you finally felt yourself growing wet enough to welcome him. You moved his hand to rest on your undergarment and motioned him to remove it, which he did, his mouth never leaving your breasts. You lifted your hips and let him undress you completely.

You were both fully naked in his bed.

You placed his hand against your warm and wet center, causing him to bite down on your breast a bit harder, both of you moaning at the sensation. You reveled at the feeling of his fingers delving into your most private part. You moved his fingers around, coating him in the slickness of your arousal, whimpering when both your hands came to rest on your most sensitive button. You used his hand to touch yourself in slow circles at first, his mouth lifted of your breast to capture your lips once again in a searing kiss. He was letting you lead him on and he was enjoying every second of it. For you, just the thought of giving this prince pleasure and have him reciprocate was enough to make the heat in your belly light up.

''Right there'' you moaned. ''Keep moving your fingers right there my dear prince''

He did as was told, using his knowledge of the female anatomy from those long nights of investigation in the library to try and do his best to give you the most pleasurable experience he could. You let go of his hand and told him to keep doing touching you on his own as you ran one hand down his back, letting your fingernails scratch lightly at him as he kept taking pleasure from you, your hand reached down to his hips, finally finding his length and taking it in your hand. He groaned heavily into your mouth when you began to stroke him softly, his mouth detached from you and he looked at you with wide eyes as your hand continued to move to its own accord. Your touch was slow, exquisite and you were deliberately teasing him. The feeling of another hand on his shaft made his mind race and his breath hitch. Your small hand touching him was more than he could handle, his body was reacting on its own. He began to thrust lightly into your hand. His moans were music to your ears. You were both taking pleasure from the other and delighting in it. You were responsible for this prince's moans and this prince's lust, the sensation egging you on, you wanted to ensure that this night was not one he would forget.

You kissed him and you spoke against his lips.

''Is this not what you wanted my sweet prince?''

ohh, I'm a bad girl...

Shall I continue?

Much love!