Apparently Loki was restless during the night, when he woke up the next morning he was using Sophie's thighs as a pillow and hugging her knees. 'Interesting place to wake up,' he thought to himself, being the mischievous man he was he smirked then leaned over and bit her on the butt.
Sophie woke up to a sharp bite on her bottom. She gave a groan and before her eyes opened she reached back slapping.
"Gah!" Loki barked out then laughed. "Morning to you too darling."
"Good morning? Is that what that was?" She pulled her legs out of his grasp and rolled over to look at him.
Her rolling over brought a wonderful view as far as he was concerned. "I would hope it is a good morning dearest, if it is not then let me make up for it." Loki was eye level with her center and lightly kissed around her thighs and hips, leaving her core for last.
Her breath shuddered and her eyes closed again before they got used to being open. Loki's breath was hot against her thighs and his kisses made her quiver back into the mattress. "Ohhhh good morning dear."
"Good morning my love, sleep well?" He breathed out against her and hugged her knees again, this time slipping his tongue along her folds.
"I… always sleep better with you." Sophie half sighed and half stuttered as Loki's wet tongue slid around and inside her.
"The sentiment is returned, darling." He released her knees in favor of lifting one to drape over his shoulder to gain easier access, he added two fingers to his sensual assault.
She ran her fingers through his sleep tousled hair while Loki's fingers slid inside of her and curled against spots that made her writhe underneath him.
His lips suckled firmly against her clit while a third finger entered her, easing in and out slowly.
"Ohhhh Loki." Sophie's hips rolled up to meet Loki's touch. She grabbed a pillow and clutched it to herself. "Do you want me to… I'm…." She reached for his free hand and squeezed it between the pillow and her own.
Loki continued his movements within her for a time then suddenly sucked harshly on her clit at the same time as curling his fingers against the spot within that drove her wild.
She panted and tangled her fingers back into Loki's hair as she coiled and uncoiled under his attentions. Her thighs trembled around him. "Loki….Looo-oki please…" She moaned softly.
"Come for me darling." Loki groaned into her, curling his fingers once again and giving a particularly strong lick to her.
The vibration of his voice crawled through Sophie and she cried out as she felt like she exploded against him. She spasmed around his fingers and warm tongue.
Loki lapped at every drop that gushed into his hand before withdrawing from her. He crawled up her body slowly, licking his lips the whole time. "Very good morning indeed." Loki leaned in to kiss her thoroughly.
She kissed him back, sliding her tongue gently along his lips, past them, tasting herself against his teeth. Breathing him in, Sophie pulled Loki tightly to herself and wrapped her legs up around his hips. "Indeed."
He gripped her hip and slid himself against her then suddenly rolled them so she was on top, lips never leaving hers. His nimble fingers traveled up her back to hug her snugly while his hips ground into hers.
Sophie rocked her hips, feeling Loki's already hard cock slide against her. She smiled into the kiss and lifted her hips slightly, and eased him into her ready entrance.
Loki hissed into her lips then unwound his arms from around her and moved them down to her bottom, squeezing and encouraging her to move.
Sitting up slightly, Sophie ran her hands along Loki's chest and braced herself and rocking her hips, raised and lowered them, moving as Loki's hands guided her.
He released her bottom and slid his hands up to cup and tease her breasts while his hips rocked gently up into hers, Loki's gaze caught hers and held.
She smiled into Loki's eyes and gasped. "You get to come for me now." Then she balanced over her knees and rode him, bouncing him between herself and the mattress.
Loki's jaw dropped open and shifted to the side, hands resting on her thighs. "I am getting very close darling."
Loki's head was tipped back and Sophie reached forward and ran her fingers down his exposed throat as he throbbed and came inside of her. Then her own head dropped as she rode through a second wave of pleasure that had her legs trembling underneath her.
His body finally relaxed when the last of his seed was deposited in her womb, body going lax while his fingers moved up to brush a few errant strands of hair from her face. "What a lovely way to start the morning, would you not agree?"
Sophie slid her hips from Loki and laid her cheek down against his chest, breathing a bit heavily. "Yes, dear." She smiled and traced her fingertips across his stomach while watching the sunbeams filter through the curtains across the bed and Loki.
His stomach tensed under her fingers. ""That tickles darling.
"Does it?" She asked knowingly as she continued to let her fingers trail. "Should I stop?"
"Yes, you should, you naughty minx." Loki rolled her off him quickly and attacked her own sides.
"Ahhhhh!" Sophie tried to wiggle away from his grasping and teasing fingers. "You win! I concede!" She laughed.
He gave her the biggest grin he could muster and relented, he leaned closer and kissed her soundly again. "Love you, darling."
Again, the words made her heart thump wildly in her chest and a smile she couldn't hold back if she wanted to, crossed her face. "You're wonderful."
"I know." Loki whispered hotly in her ear then bounced out of bed. "Mr. Wonderful is going in to take a shower, care to join me?"
Sophie climbed out of bed and gathered him in her arms. "Yes." She hoped he knew how much his words meant to her. She felt like she should return them, but she just couldn't yet. No matter what either of them did or said, everything in their situation was so precarious.
Loki gathered her up and carried her to the bathroom before setting her down to sit on the toilet; he started the water and stepped in followed by Sophie. They bathed each other but soon got carried away and made love against the shower wall. Cleaning themselves again, Loki was the first to step out of the shower and magically dried and dressed himself, then wandered out to start the coffee and tea for breakfast. The time for him to leave rapidly approached and he was not looking forward to leaving.
Sophie got dressed and followed out to the kitchen. She paused for a moment in the doorway, watching Loki staring pensively at a cup. Squaring up her shoulders she walked in and slid her arms around him. "Why so glum? I thought you said it was a good morning? Would some more of the French Toast cheer you up?"
Loki wasn't paying attention and startled when she touched him, before relaxing and smiling again. "It wouldn't hurt." He pecked her on the cheek before she released him. "Just trapped within my own thoughts again, nothing to worry over."
"You can tell me. Trouble shared is halved or whatever, right?" She got some things together and started cooking.
He sighed loudly. "I do not want to leave. I feel as though something is going to happen and I really do not want to be at Paul's when it does." He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes closed.
Sophie set the spatula down and went over to Loki, tipping her face up to his, resting her hands gently on his chest. "Hey, hey, hey. You'll be fine." She said reassuringly. "You've already been there when things went bad. Right? Are you sure you're not just nervous about dealing with him again? You said it was a one time thing. Natasha's not going to let that happen again."
"I certainly would prefer not dealing with that man again." His hands clasped hers against his chest. "As much as the thought of the woman who dragged sensitive information out of me in a glass cage, trying to protect me is comforting." Loki said sarcastically. "Even the great Agent Romanoff cannot account for everything, their response time for the jello incident is proof of that." He sighed again. "I will try not to let it get to me darling, but if anything happens I am holding you personally responsible." Loki chuckled, trying to lighten the mood again. "And your toast is burning."
"No!" She ran to the stove and quickly flipped the bread in the pan. "Not burned, just dark. It's OK." Sophie turned back to Loki. "I gave you my phone. Put it in your pocket. I will at least be able to haul Barton down by the nose if I have to."
"Will you record that? It would be amusing to see him dragged about like a stubborn mule." His teeth poked out from between as he laughed. "But yes, I will take your phone with me."
"Good." She smiled and squeezed his hand. "I had a feeling you would be stubborn about that. Now, do you want it like yesterday? The toast, I mean."
Loki worked his bottom lip between his teeth for a second then smirked wickedly. "Yes darling… Just like yesterday."
Sophie stuffed the toast like the day before and plated it. When she turned and handed Loki a plate, she caught his eye. "Your mouth is smiling, but your eyes are still worried. What do I have to do to cheer you up?"
"Pretty sure we do not have time for that." He tried to grin again but opted to take a bit of his food. "Delicious as usual love, thank you."
She leaned over and kissed a bit of chocolate off of his lip. "I'm still not buying the grin. And so far, no matter how bad things have gotten, we've always wound up getting tossed back together, right? So maybe bad isn't all bad?"
Loki licked at the spot she just kissed. "Right, we always wind up back here together. Everything will be alright." Then why was he still getting a horrible feeling? They finished the meal then Loki headed to his room to pack his things, once done he came back into the living room to wait.
Sophie put the dishes in the sink and watched Loki come back out to the living room and sit stiffly in the chair by the window. She wiped off her hands and sighed. She wasn't going to let things end on this note, so she went in to join him. Sitting on his lap and tucking her face against the side of his head, her arms wrapped around him comfortingly. "Tell me about your horses again."
Loki wrapped his arms around her. "Which ones? We breed them for different purposes, whether it be for work, show, leisure or battle."
"Which are your favorite?" She stroked his shoulder as he began to relax.
"I cannot afford to play favorites or we would not be able to sell them." He chuckled lightly. "I am rather fond of our battle mounts. Large, sleek beasts. If one had to describe them I would say they are like Thor but smarter. Large and muscled, charging straight into a fight and yet gentle as lambs. Bred to ride all day in full armor with rider and not shy from loud noises or fire. They know when to stay in battle or when to avoid one, hence the reason they are smarter than Thor. " Loki laughed again, feeling the tension melting away under her constant strokes." Most soldiers that ride them will keep them for the rest of their lives, forming a deep bond that more often than not transfers to the rider's family. Many a man have come to me saying their mounts have saved their children or have found family sleeping between their massive hooves, no place safer really. "Loki was going to continue but a knock sounded."
Sophie sighed and kissed him briefly on the temple, before easing out of his arms and off of his lap to answer the door. "You'll finish later? Do you have everything you need? Do you want another book?"
He stood up behind her. "I have everything I could possibly need and yes the story is to be continued." Loki grabbed his bag and walked closer to the door while Sophie let in the Agents.
Barton nodded at Sophie as he walked past her to shackle Loki. "Yeah, babe we saw ya, but not enough of ya. Catch my drift?" "Caught and released Clint." Sophie answered back rolling her eyes. "See you for lunch?"
Loki growled at Barton's insinuation but held his tongue while his cuffs were fastened. "Ya sure babe, lunch it is and maybe ya can give me a snack afterwards too." Clint got a haughty smirk when Loki almost snarled at him. "Do not speak to Sophie that way, you ingrate." Loki loudly growled out, teeth gnashing at the Agent.
"Ahem!" Sophie and Natasha both cleared their throats loudly at the same time, and then laughed. Sophie approached Loki and put her hand on his arm while looking him in the eye. "Don't make it a worse day that you think it's going to be. OK? I can handle Barton. Can't I, Clint?" She asked over her shoulder.
"Handle me any time ya want, Soph." Loki shot him a glare but settled quickly under her touch and gave her a 'are you kidding me' look.
Sophie smiled at Loki and said in a stage whisper, "Remember the plan. We really DO need a guy with a bow and arrow to take over the planet."
"I am beginning to worry about our planning skills if we must rely on such arcane weaponry." He whispered right back. "Alright kiddies, time to go." Natasha broke the small peace. Loki grabbed his bag and was halfway to the door when he suddenly stopped and whispered 'bloody Hel'. He turned and walked back to Sophie, kissing her soundly. "Love you, see you in a couple days." He whispered against her lips and stole another kiss, before more could be said he was out the door. The Agents rolling their eyes at the display and followed him out.
Loki trudged along the hallway like a man being escorted to his death, the stoic Agents on either side of him were not helping. The elevator ride was silent and took an eternity, at least what felt like an eternity. "Relax Loki." Natasha broke the silence. "Nothing is going to happen; I personally threatened to cut off Tony's balls if he left his station again." Her attempt to lighten the gloomy mood was appreciate but not really successful.
"As… comforting as that may be, it does not make me feel any better. I am sure Stark would love to see my hide made into a rug to cover the hole the Hulk made of me." Loki tried to be nonchalant, but that underlying nervousness still reared its ugly head.