A/N: This is where the smut comes in ;)
loki/darcy - victory
Darcy bit back a moan. Don't let him win. Don't let him win. Don't let him win. She chanted in her head and squeezed her eyes shut. Maybe not seeing him would make this easier.
But then his tongue ran against her clit and she whimpered. This was a losing battle to begin with. She was going to lose. He was going to win—like always. She could at least stall his victory, right?
Loki glanced up from her spread out legs and grinned wickedly. "Come now, Miss Lewis. Just say it once. Say it once and the torture is over. We will both win." He promised her carnally.
Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit! She chanted viciously. She wouldn't let him win with words. Not this time.
Loki's grin widened and he plunged two of his long fingers into her and then he pumped and he laughed delightfully when she cried out and gripped onto the sheets tighter.
He pumped and he pumped and he pumped. Finally, he added back his tongue and Darcy was no match. She cursed her weak will and gave him what he wanted.
"Oh!—King Loki!"
The king was the victor once again.