Chapter Thirteen: Pestilent Reaction
Loki wandered through Asgard, until he found himself back in his own bed chambers. Alone. It was what he craved at that moment in time. Being around Lucy would only cloud his mind. He wanted solitude, he needed silence.
Stripping himself of his clothes, Loki ran fingers through his raven locks. His bedchambers looked so untouched, so empty. There was a feeling inside of him, a part of Loki, but he didn't know where, that wanted to go back to her chambers. He clenched his jaw tight, closing his eyes in frustration at the thought. Loki would have to push it back, he would have to sleep.
Maybe then... Maybe then.
Dreams never came often for Loki, not since he could remember. It was always a reoccuring dream when they did come. Loki could never quite remember exactly what went on. Dreams were pointless. They weren't real. He did not have time for the likes of them.
In this dream, Loki was seated in the Allfather's throne, knuckles holding up his chin. He wore his armor, his helm, and was holding a staff. Loki looked around him, the Asgardian Court standing straight as pins through the entry way. He felt pride in where he sat, finally a king, finally recognized and not shadowed by his brother. Loki could see nothing better happening to him at that point.
"My King..." a voice then said, small, but yet, strong, and vague. Loki looked down at the petite frame before him.
His eyes flashed, his instinct was to sit up and he did. He smirked. "Lucy."
Her name sounded so eerie in his own voice. She looked so beautiful though, her hair curled more extravagantly than when it was natural. Her face was glowing, she was tanned, rather than pale, and Loki looked her over. Lucy. Lucy looked like a goddess.
"My Lord, I am here to satisfy you." Lucy said to him, ducking her head in respect to Loki.
He rose a brow, the smirk never phasing, but his eyes changing to a darker color. He liked this, he liked this a lot.
"Satisfy me how?"
"Oh, my King, I am here to satisfy you in any way you desire." She told him.
Loki tightened his hand around the staff.
Lucy was approaching him now, her steps graceful, delicate. She wore no sandals, but a rather long, white, dress. Decorated so intricately, that it was almost as beautiful as she was. Almost,
What were these thoughts?
"How do I look, Loki?"
Loki shifted in his seat, leaning back against it comfortably. Lucy was in front of him directly, he could smell the jasmine oils smoothed into her skin, and the arousal in between her thighs, it was deafening. The only thing he was able to process when she stood there, looking so damned innocent, so damned picturesque. Loki groaned in his throat.
Lucy leaned in at her waist, reaching and touching what she could of Loki's cheek. Her smile was entrancing Loki, moving him in ways he knew he should not be moved.
Other than one.
Everything seemed to disappear the moment Lucy pressed her lips to Loki's, kissing him so passionately, so expertly, that he could not control himself. The staff fell from his hands, his arms flew around Lucy, and Loki felt himself being pushed back further. The setting changed, and Loki was in his chambers, lying down on his bed, with Lucy straddling him, in his lap, naked.
Loki looked around him, then above him. She was even more beautiful with nothing on. Lucy smiled at Loki, a seductive smile that made his member twitch with anticipation. Oh, to have himself inside of her right now. Lucy laughed, sultry, wantonly. Her hands explored his chest, his navel. She even lingered on the inside of his right thigh, tickling the skin there. He watched. He never wanted to stop watching so long as she was doing just this.
"How do you wish for me to ride you, my Master of the Gods?" Lucy smirked, leaning in for yet another kiss against Loki's lips. Her soft orifice was moist against him, arousal driving him mad and unable to focus on anything else.
Loki slid his hands up Lucy's sides, massaging them in his erected state, "You know how I want it, Lucy."
She laughed, an enticing sound from her throat. Loki moaned in tune with her laughter, watching as she slowly lifted her hips up, and brought them down until he was sheathed inside of her.
A moan escaped their lips, unison, melodious. Loki had not remembered it so pleasurable before. Her walls closed around him, making it all the more sweeter for his thrusting underneath her. Their rhythm was stifling hot, suffering, but so enjoyable. Loki bowed his neck, pressing his face into the pillow the more Lucy grinded against him. With her own hand, she pulled Loki's down, caressing the nub that was teeming with heat. Lucy moaned a whine, her face flushed.
It was almost time, it was too quick, and Loki could not handle it. Before he could process the thought of extending such bliss, Loki ejaculated. He emptied himself all the way inside of Lucy.
Lucy stumbled after him, and smiled at her orgasm. She then removed herself from where she sat, kissing Loki's temple sweetly.
"My most marvelous King..."
Loki didn't remember leaving his chambers. He only remembered the raging inside of him, burning an intense white heat covered in lust for her. His feet stomped down against the floors as he headed down the spiral staircase leading to the large golden set of doors to Lucy's room. He stopped just short of them, clenching his jaw, his fingers.
Lucy was asleep when he opened the doors. It was just about time for the sun to rise, and the doors slamming against the walls made Lucy shoot up from where she lay, tangled in silken sheets. Her eyes were wide, her chest was heaving.
Loki rushed to her, until his knees hit the bed and he was pinning Lucy to the bed, her wrists against the headboard. His breath was just as heavy as hers, and his eyes made contact with the chocolate brown ones filled with shock, wonder.
"Loki?" Lucy trembled.
Loki shook his head and crushed his lips down on Lucy's.
I wanted to update. So I did. I hope you liked this chapter. I might re-write it. Keep an eye on the author notes just in case i do in the future. Loki finally had his own dream about Lucy. La... I love all of you xx