Note from BlackLaceLamb: I've been hard at work with the new chapters and it's about high time my dear readers got another taste of smut! I hope you all love this extra-sexy little chapter! Don't forget to review, as I'd love to hear what you think of my story!

All characters as well as setting is (C) MARVEL

All original characters (including Seren, Kael and Nótt the Undying Queen) concepts and story is (C) BlackLaceLamb

WARNING

This chapter contains sexually explicit content!

Chapter VII: Dominance

That evening the two lovers sat in the royal family dining chambers. With Frigga still at Odin's side and Thor banished from Asgard, only Seren and Loki sat at the elegant table. It was a wonderful meal of roasted honeyed wild birds, lush vegetables and fine wine. But there was an odd silence that deafened the room. Usually it would be filled with conversations, laughter, or serious political discussions; but the room was stagnant with unspoken tension. Loki and Seren could think of little to say to one another, other than single-sentence remarks on observations of the day. She had avoided talking about the Odinsleep, fearing it would be an unpleasant topic, but after finishing her meal and a second cup of wine, she couldn't bear this silence much longer.

"How fares the Allfather?" She asked. "I am worried for his condition, as well as Lady Frigga." Loki glanced up from his goblet. "She has not left his chamber in nearly two days."

"Mother is well, but we are unsure as to the fate of the Allfather."

"Would I be able to visit her?"

"I don't think that's wise." He said firmly, ending the conversation. Seren looked away and sipped her wine. Loki saw the concern in her face and his heart softened. He reached over and took her hand in his. "There is nothing you can do for him, my love." He said. Seren looked at him and he gave her a comforting smile. "Best to let events run their course, and I am sure that all will be well." She nodded and smiled.

"I suppose I am just worried that something ill would befall him in his weakened state, but he is in good hands." Seren said, her smile growing. "Everything's been so chaotic these past few days, we've had such little time to relax." She chuckled at a private joke with herself. "It's almost like being back at the Citadel…" Loki raised an eyebrow and stroked her hand kindly.

"You didn't like it there, I take it?"

"I despised living there." She said, clenching her goblet. "But I am tied to that place, like a hound on a leash. And no matter where I go… be it Asgard, Svartalfheim, Midgard or even Hel, I won't ever be free." Seren smiled sadly. Loki brought her knuckles to his lips and kissed her, pausing for a moment to lock eyes with her.

"You are safe here, with your friends and loved ones at your side." Not all of them. Seren thought, she still missed Thor and prayed he was all right. "And I have a gift for you, to lift your spirits." Loki snapped his fingers and Seren's twin handmaidens entered carrying two large, gold boxes. Loki lifted her to her feet as she wiped her lips with a napkin, and he led her over to them. He watched Seren's expression carefully as the twins opened the boxes in unison, and the light danced off flashing jewels on rich velvet.

In the boxes lay a matching set of a necklace and two bracelets. Ornate, elegant craftsmanship in the form of golden swirls was the base, and they were embellished with gems of various sizes. At first glance, Seren thought they were black diamonds, but on closer inspection they were the darkest emeralds she had ever seen.

"Loki… they're exquisite…" She said and she grinned from ear to ear. Loki chuckled and shared her smile, glad that she liked her gift. He rested his hand on her shoulder and guided her to a nearby oval mirror, where he carefully slipped the bracelets on her wrists before taking the necklace in his hands. Seren held her hair back as he placed the necklace around her throat, the cold metal glided across her skin. The necklace hung perfectly along her décolletage, the gems flashed green in the candlelight, but in the shadows they were as dark as her eyes. "I don't know what to say…" She said as he linked the necklace together.

"Then say nothing." He purred in her ear, before stepping in closer to press his body to hers. The handmaids made themselves scarce.

Loki's fingertips wrapped around her neck, his other hand snaked around her waist to pull her back firmly into his chest.

"I am sorry that I wasn't able to properly comfort you after our ordeal in Jotunheim…" He muttered in her ear. Seren's heart began to race as his lips descended on the shell of her ear, nibbling softly. "Even just thinking about those beasts laying hands on you… it sends chills down my spine."

"Loki…" She muttered, resting her arms atop his around her waist. Loki rested his lips on the curve of her neck, his sigh spilling across her skin.

"I have missed this… being alone with you…" Seren's breath thickened as she began to flush. He had memorised all the little places that made the mighty archer tremble, and the gentle touch of his lips across the back of her neck sparked Seren's desires.

"As have I." She said softly, her hips slightly shifting against his. Loki felt his flesh begin to stir as the silk of her skirts moved seductively against the leather and gold of his garb. She felt her yearnings grow between her legs, with every passing moment her arousal grew.

Loki leaned over and Seren rested her hands on the small table before her, and their eyes met in the mirror.

"You look so lovely in my colours Seren…" He growled as his pupil dilated, his eyes nothing more than thin green rings filled with shadow. She smirked at his reflection as his other hand snaked its way across her breasts to stroke the necklace. "Everywhere you walk, all who look upon you know that you are mine." She hissed as he sharply turned her head to the side, brushing his lips to hers. "And mine alone…" Loki kissed her fiercely; his lust for her was beginning to undo him. He tightened his grip on her as she slid her fingers into his hair and kissed him back with equalled ferocity.

He drew back from her lips, but kept his firm clutch around her neck. Seren squirmed in his hold, earning a low groan from Loki as her hips moved sharply against his. Finally, with one last turn, she freed herself from his embrace and coyly stepped away.

"If you desire me…" She stroked the emeralds at her neck. "Then you'll have to catch me." Seren tossed her silvery hair and ran from the room, her breathless laughter bouncing off the halls as she fled. Loki smirked and followed, in long, even strides.

Her feet were light and nimble as she escaped from Loki's arms. Seren found herself gravitating towards his room, but once she noticed this she paused. He knew her fairly well by now, and would be expecting her to take this route. Quietly she changed direction and headed towards her own chambers, hiding behind pillars and statues whenever she heard footsteps. Her face was flushed with excitement and she sighed with relief when she at last came to her room. She slipped inside and locked the door, before pressing her ear to the gilded wood. Seren couldn't hear any footsteps, and a small laugh escaped her lips as she deemed herself victorious.

Until a pair of hands seized her wrists and pinned Seren's body to the door, she gasped in surprise as a tall, lean frame pressed into her.

"You are starting to become predictable, my darling." He growled softly. Seren's cheeks burned brighter as he used one hand to hold her wrists above her head, the other began to toy with the laces along the back of her dress. She turned to look at him from the corner of her eye. The darkness of the room hid his face, and the only light came from a roaring fire on the opposite side of the chambers.

"What are you going to do to me, my king?" She asked. Loki grinned at the use of his title and he leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"I want to ravage you, my dearest. I want to hear you whimper and beg, I want your limbs to tremble as I tease you to the brink and leave you gasping before taking the final plunge… but there is time for all of that." Seren moaned softly as delicious images filled her mind. "First of all…" He chuckled softly in her ear. "I am going to tear that dress off." Loki seized the gown and with a loud rip the dress lay in tatters on the floor.

Seren twisted her wrists to break his grip and she spun around to face him, her hair falling across her face. Loki attacked her lips with deep, lustful kisses, while her hands busied themselves with stripping him of his shirt. Her bracelets jangled against her wrists as she rid him of his layers of leather, before finally tearing his shirt from him. Their naked chests met and she locked her arms around his neck in a passionate kiss, the necklace was pressed hard between them. Loki's hands swept down her naked thighs, his thumbs toying with the edge of her undergarments, before hoisting her up to wrap her legs around his hips. She drew back from his lips and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, looking into his eyes as he carried her; the strain of his arousals evident as he pressed himself into her core, that was becoming steeped in her nectar. Suddenly she felt something hard and warm against her back, and their lips and noses brushed as he set her down. Loki pinned his arms on either side of her shoulders, holding her against the elaborate golden mantle of the fireplace.

"Seren… I want you on your knees." He purred, one hand lightly touched the necklace before it began to snake down her breasts. "I want that hot little mouth around my cock," She flushed as the heat between her legs began to flutter wildly. "Pleasure your king with that wicked tongue of yours." Loki growled, and he began to kiss her neck while his hands slowly massaged her breasts. The pulsing between her legs was unbearable and she rubbed her thighs together in a desperate strain for friction. His thumbs toyed with her nipples as his cool, wet tongue stroked the length of her jugular.

"Ah!… Ah-As long as you do the same to me, first." Seren managed to whisper softly. Loki pinched her nipple sharply between his fingertips, almost punishing her for her request. She bit her lip and took one of his hands, guiding it down to her quim, their hands slipping into the silk between her legs. Loki groaned as his fingers met the slick petals of her flower, and Seren shuddered as he leisurely toyed with her. "I'm so wet… just waiting to be tasted…" She mewled. He grinned, brushing his lips to her neck.

"Oh Seren…" Loki slowly began to kiss his way down her torso, his tongue lashed against her nipples, her ribs, her navel… she leaned back and rested her arms along the mantelpiece as heat from the fire licked at the back of her legs.

Finally the proud king of Asgard sunk to his knees, gazing up at Seren's flushed face. "You're so delicious when you're desperate…" He said with a wicked smirk, before suddenly ripping her undergarments down. One hand came to clasp her arse; the other seized her thigh and threw her leg over his shoulder. Without warning, he drove his tongue deep into her warm, slick heat. Seren threw her head back with a loud moan as Loki ruthlessly ravaged her with his tongue.

"Ah! Y-Yes!" She groaned softly. Loki's wicked tongue lapped at her petals, his grip tightening on her arse as he alternated between soft and hard strokes. Seren's trembling hand gripped his hair, and Loki growled softly as she knotted her fingers through his tresses to hold him in place. The sound of his lustful groans sent hot vibrations through her clit, and Seren panted softly as the euphoric heat within her grew with each passing second. He stroked her thigh, before removing his tongue and slipping a finger deep within her folds. His tongue went to work on her pearl, swirling around it before biting sharply. Seren began to close her eyes as her back arched, waves of pleasure rippled through her body. Loki curled his long fingers inside her, tickling at that perfect spot that made her scream. "L-Loki! Oh gods…" Seren's opalescent nectar was trickling down his fingers, dripping onto the black fur rug at their feet. The swell kept coming as she felt herself clenching around his fingers, her breath faltered as she neared the precipice.

"You're so close darling…" He purred. But just at the last moment, Loki grinned and took his tongue and fingers away. "But not just yet…" Seren whimpered as her body begged for release, but he got to his feet and cupped her cheek. Her knees were weak and she pressed her body against his. Holding up his fingers for her to see, he slowly licked her dewy essence from his slender fingertips.

"Why? Please Loki… I-"

"All in good time Seren." He said, giving a firm kiss on her lips before drawing away slightly. "Now then… " Seren took the hint and her hands drifted down to his steel-hard manhood, and she began to stroke. He closed his eyes and shuddered as her warm hands teased him.

"Are you sure this is wise?" She asked as she planted nips and bites along his neck and collarbone. "After you left me begging…" She licked a trail along his smooth chest, over his abdominals before settling on her shaky knees ad pulling his trousers down.

"Perhaps not… but I'm willing to risk it…" Loki chuckled, but his laugh caught in his throat as Seren ran her tongue along his smooth shaft, tasting the drops that leaked from the tip. Seren wrapped her lips around the tip and swirled her tongue around the head. Loki growled and stroked her hair; she relaxed her jaw and moaned as she took him fully into her mouth. "Seren… u-use your tongue…" She gradually complied and swirled her tongue slowly around his shaft as her head bobbed back and forth. "Ah…good girl…" He purred. Seren rested her hand on his hip and pulled him closer, relaxing her jaw and throat as she took him in deeper. "Oh darling… my wicked little darling…." Loki panted softly as she pleasured him, his fingers tightened in her hair. Seren worked his shaft with her lips and teeth, her own desires were begging for relief and she knew if she teased him enough… then perhaps he'd finally give her the release she craved.

She drew him out of her mouth and began to curl her tongue softly against the throbbing vein along his shaft; blowing cool air along his skin. Loki shuddered at her feather-light touches, and twisted his wrist to pull her head back. Their eyes met.

"What?" She growled, her voice was husky with desire and agitation.

"You dare to tease your king?" He warned softly, twisting her hair tighter. A smirk crept onto her lips, despite the ache in her scalp from having her hair pulled. Loki yanked her to her feet and roughly cupped her face, Seren flinched at his touch; and he saw it. The darkness in his eyes faltered, and Loki loosened his commanding grip on her hair. His fingertips gradually fell from her cheek; to instead stroke the band of emeralds around her neck.

Slowly he took her shoulder and steered her toward the bed, his eyes drifting to the necklace, which lightly gleamed with sweat as her breathing hitched. She didn't take her eyes off him for a moment, even as she felt the edge of the bed behind her knees. A tremor of unease had settled in her heart.

"My king… I know you like getting what you want…" She said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck. Seren brushed her lips to his and pulled him down to the bed with her. "But you needn't be so cruel to me…" Loki's hand stroked her thigh and hitched it up around his hip, not saying a word. His lips met hers in a passionate kiss; Seren mewled softly as the ache between her thighs became all the more unbearable with his neglect.

"Well then…. I had better give you what you crave." He said huskily. Suddenly his grip tightened on her hip and Loki flipped her over, Seren gasped in surprise as her stomach met the silk of her bed sheets. Shakily she curled her back and rose to her elbows, only for Loki to seize her bejewelled wrists and bring her grasping hands to the satin drapes that framed her bed. Seren closed her eyes and shivered as Loki pulled her hips back, his fingertips tracing the savage scars along her buttocks. Her grip stiffened on the drapes as she felt the tip of his cock rest against her wet petals, Loki's sharp eyes danced across the scars along her back. She gazed down at the sheets as he teased her swollen lips, praying that he'd finally slake their thirst.

Until at long last, he thrust forward. Hard. The lovers moaned in unison with blissful satisfaction, and Loki began to drive himself into her. The amber light of the fire gleamed across their skin, the wet trails that ran down the pale skin between her thighs. Shuddering with each tremor as their flesh slapped against one another.

"Ah… oh…. Loki…." She moaned softly as her body rocked back and forth with each thrust. More of her delicious nectar seeped down her legs, mingling with the sweat drawn from the heat of the room. Loki growled as sweat dripped from his jaw, the warmth of her tight quim was perfect, and with each deep thrust he made her pay for teasing him. His slender thighs and buttocks were taut with each shove

Over and over he drove his hips forward, Seren's moans were breathy and sharp as he knocked the wind out of her.

"Ugh… Do you like being mounted by your king?" He asked coldly.

"Y…Yes!" She breathed.

"And I a-am the only one who can make you come so hard that you forget your name, ah…aren't I?"

"Yes! Oh gods yes…" Seren panted softly, threads of her silvery hair clinging to her moist lips.

His fingertips slipped down her hips to her throbbing clit. Seren yelped as he teased her, her walls began to quiver as his thrusts became all the more desperate and savage. His hand clenched her hip tighter, digging his fingers into her skin with bruising force. Loki removed his hand from her clit and stroked up her spine to the back of her neck before suddenly seizing the necklace. Seren gagged as he yanked her head up, the gold and emeralds smacking against her skin as she ripped the silk drapes down. They fluttered to the floor, torn to shreds, just like her gown. His hand snaked around her throat and turned her head to the side, pressing his lips to the corner of her mouth. She wrapped her arm back, gripping his shoulder tightly.

"My white queen…" He purred.

"Loki… oh gods…" His hand slipped down her hip once more, and his fingertips pinched her pearl. Twisting it as she let out a scream. "LOKI! My-"

"My king…" He snarled in her ear, just as Seren came undone.

"My love!" Seren pressed her lips hard against his as Loki scrunched his eyes closed and released himself into her clenching, slick flower. Their breathing was hot and heavy against each other's lips.

Loki released his grip on her and she fell forwards onto the soft bed, her face was flushed and both of them were gleaming with perspiration. He pulled out of her and straightened up, looking over her limp, bejewelled body. Seren rolled onto her back and looked up at him, her breathing was still unsteady and her lips hurt from his forceful kisses.

"That was…" She began to say, but words wouldn't form. Her body ached, but not with pleasure. It just… hurt. Her neck burned from where he had yanked on the necklace, her skull was throbbing from where he pulled her hair, she could feel bruises forming on her hip. Loki went around the room and diffused the candles, slowly casting the room into darkness. Seren opened her mouth to speak, but the bed groaned as Loki sat down beside her. She sat up and looked at him, but he was already curling his arm around a pillow and closing his eyes.

The room went dark, and he began to sleep. Seren looked at the rise and fall of his body beside her, distant and majestic. Silently she used the low light of the fire to find the tonic she needed, her eyes were naturally well suited to the darkness. She took a few swigs of the scarlet potion, not bothering to measure it, before returning to the bed. The streams of their love were drying between her legs as she crawled across the soft mattress to lie beside him. His head was turned away from her; the sweat was cooling on his skin. The dull aches of Seren's body increased as one in her womb enflamed thanks to her contraceptive potion. She leaned over and lightly kissed Loki's shoulder blade, but he didn't stir. With a soft sigh she lay down beside him, facing away from him with her hair falling as a barrier between them.

Darkness seeped into the room as the fire eventually dwindled to dull embers. The hours ticked by, but for the first time in months Seren couldn't sleep properly. The pain had passed, but doubt clouded her mind. She turned over to look at Loki's back, her hand reaching out to lightly stroke his spine. They had experimented with pain and pleasure before, always to achieve a shared rapturous climax. But tonight, it was as though he was trying to hurt her. A forceful hand was something Seren sometimes found titillating, but the way Loki unkindly treated her gave her pause for thought. But perhaps it was just the frustration and pain of losing Odin and Thor, and the stress of being the new king. Seren knew that there was one thing she could do to help her sleep.

She rolled onto her side and wrapped her arm around his torso, slipping in to cradle him. Her head moved in closer to him, breathing in his comforting smell of parchment, cloves and fine wine. Loki's body shifted in his sleep and his hand came to cup hers, holding it securely against his chest. She smiled and kissed the back of his head, before finally closing her eyes and losing herself to sleep at last. Something had changed, but she was afraid of discovering what it was.