Disclaimer: same as always.

Smut alert!

Authors note: I usually do shout outs to my reviewers here but I'll do that for both chapters next chapter seeing as I'm posting this so fast. I feel bad for the shortness of the last chapter. And I'm super pumped to post this one. Lol. I've been waiting to get to this one for a while.

Chapter 25

Cephera was nervous. She had decided two nights ago she wanted to bring him here. Wanted to have him to herself again. But there was a question that had been bugging her, was playing on her mind and she had to ask him. But first she had other things she wanted first.

She clipped her kiss short and kissed his neck above his collar. He really did enjoy his Asgardian clothing. Without thinking or even looking she unclipped the armor he refused to remove except for bed. He didn't stop her which only spurred her on. She felt brave.

The way he talked sometimes made her believe she should hate him. She worried how she would feel about him when she recovered her lost self. She wanted only to feel how she felt now which contradicted her need to know her past. She found a lot of things she felt lately confusing. Tonight she was running on pure emotion.

She ran her tongue along his neck before pulling his top. He grinned up at her and sat up so she could remove it. He stayed sat up one arm braced around her waist as she now knelt at his side. She brushed her nose over his but didn't kiss him again. Instead she moved to straddle his legs and ran her fingers over his chest.

She watched him close his eyes both his arms now splayed out behind him, palms downs in the sand, to keep him up. She kissed his jaw and down to his neck. She forced him back to lay flat as she tasted his flesh. Her fingers following every line of his chest. None of this felt familiar. She was winging it.

"You said it was me who offered to taste you once." she said her voice low.

"Yes." he replied opening his eyes to look down toward her.

"Did I satify you?" his grin widened.

"Yes."

"You've been able to show me things through doing, may I do it again."

"My sweet Songbird, you may do whatever you please with that pretty little mouth of yours." she could hear the lust in his voice and see the fire in his eyes. Her fingers played with the ties of his pants before releasing them altogether.

She ran her pointer finger from his navel to his pants and then slid her hand in. She almost gasped herself when she made contact with his arousal. She had to bite it back. Lightly she caressed his length inside his pants and she watched him close his eyes and his mouth drop open ever so slightly.

Her heart was beating so loudly she could swear he could hear it. He shifted his legs and she knelt upward for him. He hooked his thumbs into the waist and slid them off his hips. She watched while her hand still fondled him until he was exposed to the warm night air.

He didn't removed them completely. Just enough for his cock to be free. She tilted her head and moved her hand up him and then down. She enjoyed the feel of him in her hand. It made her feel somewhat powerful. He was almost putty in her hands as long as she gave him pleasure.

She moved down his body so her face was closer to his erection and she gave him a lick and shocked herself. She licked him again and smiled. "You taste familiar." she almost giggled. He chuckled but said nothing. She licked him again serveral more times amused at her realization.

She couldn't stop smiling. Her hand worked his shaft while her tongue explored the head. She circled her tongue over him. "Dammit women, suck me already." he growled his hand finding its way into her hair.

"Why? Don't you like this." she licked him again happy to tease him.

"Your teasing me, I'm not sure I like it." his voice was laced with impatience and his hand gripped her hair tighter.

"Your going to have to like it." she replied dragging her lips along his shaft moving her fingers out of her way as she licked back up. She watched him close his eyes in passionate frustration.

She didn't want to completely annoy him so she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked lightly, bobbing her head a little. She heard him moan as she swiveled her tongue round him and drifted her mouth lower over his shaft. When her lips touched her own hand she made her way slowly back up.

The hand in her hair didn't force her movements. She continued on her own. Using her new means of teasing, she slowly sucked his length the same way over and over before adding her hand. His hips would shift upward from time to time while he'd moan his approval.

When he was clearly wanting more she increased her speed. His hand forever in her hair tightening from time to time when she would do something he really liked. She was careful. She had no plans to let him finish till she got what she wanted.

When he was nearing his end, she just knew by the thrust of his hips and she pulled him from her mouth and continued slow motions with her hand. He opened his eyes almost pleading down at her. "Do you love me?" she asked him her eyes hooded as she started back at him through her lashes.

"What?" he asked before she popped him back into her mouth and sucked him harder. She enjoyed the strangled cry he made when she removed him again.

"You heard me." she told him scraping her teeth carefully along the sensitive skin of his shaft.

"What does it matter?" he replied avoiding answering. She sucked again and stopped.

"It matters to me, matters to weather or not you cum." she felt evil and daring. His eyes held a look of surpirse by her actions and words and also a hint of respect.

"I..." he struggled with his response while she continued her teasing touches with him so close to his release. "Yes, damn you." he hissed. She speed up her pace again. Sucking and rubbing and he came. He exploded into her mouth and she suddenly rememebered how bitter it was. She swallowed the salty bitterness that was his seed and when she sat back to look at him she smiled.