Jane instinctively wrapped her arms around Loki's neck as she returned his kiss. His mouth worked masterfully over hers, teasing her lips apart and delving his tongue inside. She hummed her approval as her tongue danced with his.
As their mouths parted, Jane whispered, "Practice?"
"We wouldn't want any tentative touches or unexpected reactions to give us away. Now would we?" He asked as his fingers deftly swept down her back, finding the lacing of her dress in his fingers and tugging the lacings free.
Jane's eyes met his, and she knew once again she was in way over her head. Too much was riding on this performance to let her jumbled up emotions to get in the way.
"Wait, wait, wait," She swallowed hard, "I can't believe this is really happening."
Loki allowed her to twist herself out his arms. He regarded her closely, following her as she attempted to retreat, "I assure you it is. Reconcile yourself to the fact of what must be done," He smirked as she tugged the material of her dress to hold it close against her as if it were a shield.
"I KNOW what we are about to do," She bit out as she tried to look away from him.
"Then why this sudden retreat?" He asked as her back collided against the window she had been looking out earlier, "What thoughts are distracting you from the task?"
Jane refused to meet his eyes, "Just something stupid," She breathed as she closed her eyes, "An awkward memory."
"Then let's deal with it and move on."
The next thing Jane knew Loki pressed the palm of his hand against her forehead, and the memory seemed to be as clear as if it were happening all over again.
She was in bed with her eyes closed, biting her lip in passion.
She was fantasizing about HIM. Again. And this was the worst possible time. Thor was doing what Jane supposed was his best but she couldn't seem to come to orgasm no matter what he was doing.
She desperately wanted to get off. And that act of desperation had made her mind go off the righteous path and stray to deeply hidden directions she dared not speak aloud.
She thought of Svartalfheim and how HE had held her body against HIS, of how HIS body had covered hers. It was these thoughts that spurned dreams of HIM telling her to kneel and she willingly obeying, dreams of HIS body pressing against her, HIS body conquering hers. Loki.
And she finally cried out as her mind overpowered her body and provided the spark needed for her to find release. Thor finished and rolled off her looking rather proud of himself.
Jane went to the bathroom as fast as she could and stood under a cold shower, cursing at herself for her unspoken betrayal of the god in the bedroom.
Loki removed his hand from her forehead, tracing a path to her chin which he lifted with a finger so that she would have to meet his eyes, "I hope you never stop surprising me."
Jane was about to respond but found her mouth preoccupied by Loki's kiss. His lips worked over hers, his tongue venturing inside to drink from her.
Jane's mind was reeling. She was almost convinced this entire episode was a dream. A highly stylized, incredibly sexually oriented dream. Maybe she hadn't gone through a wormhole. Maybe she had been injured in the lab and this was all the result of a head trauma. She would wake up eventually and this would just be a dream.
Loki sensed her remaining shred of hesitancy. He breathed against her lips, drawing her attention firmly to him, "What is that...music...you have tied to that memory?"
Jane bit her lip. This had to be a dream. If it was, what consequences would there be? She would be the only one who knew. She embraced her bold new choice and pulled his mouth back to hers to indulge in this god's kiss, "Oh Lord by a band called In This Moment."
Loki studied her eyes for a moment as he relished the words to the song as Jane had remembered them, "I find it...quite appropriate," He threw a hand toward the ceiling, and the music began to play out of thin air. Jane gasped as she heard the beginning of the sinful rythym her brain had also found appropriate.
Loki took the opportunity to tug at the dress she had been clinging to and let it drop to the floor. He let his eyes drift slowly over her naked body before he lifted her against him tightly.
Jane wrapped her legs around him and moaned as her naked skin pressed against leather. Loki captured the moan with his lips as he plundered her mouth hungrily. She wove her fingers through his long black hair, not sure if she was trying to gain leverage or simply hanging on for dear life.
She didn't know how he had moved them to the bed but she found her back pressed against a plush coverlet. The weight of his body covered hers as his mouth began trailing hot kisses along her throat.
Jane moved her hands over his leathers and groaned with frustration, "You're wearing too many clothes."
She could feel him smiling as he nipped her at the intersection of neck and shoulder. Otherwise, he seemed to ignore her complaint as his hands caressed her from thigh to hip to sides, flattening under her back and pressing her body to his eager mouth.
His tongue traced her clavicle to the base of her throat where he lingered once she emitted a soft moan. His hands were roaming her petite frame with an uncanny precision that made Jane yearn for more. He palmed one breast, kneading gently, "Beautiful," He spoke before capturing the nipple with his mouth.
Jane moaned and arched into him, running her fingers through his long black hair. His attentions turned to her other breast as she tugged in his hair, "You are wearing too many clothes."
Loki grinned as he pulled away from her just enough to pull his vest away and shrug out of his inner jacket. Jane reached out to help him remove his under tunic and gasped as she pressed her palms on his bare chest, having desired this touch in her fantasies.
Loki pressed her back to bed with a searing kiss as his bare skin brushed over hers, sending ripples of a glorious sensation throughout her body. He was on the move again, his lips and tongue exploring her body.
Jane watched him, trying to convince her mind that this was just another extremely erotic dream. Loki met her eyes and saw the inner turmoil, spurring him to distract her with a demanding kiss.
Jane ran her hands along his back, pressing as much of her body to his as she could while his heated kisses distracted her mind. Breathlessly, she questioned, "This isn't a dream, is it? This is real?"
Loki grinned as he slipped a hand between her legs to gently probe her core, "It's real, Jane."
"Oh," She moaned as she squeezed her eyes shut as his fingers slid inside her wet center.
"Look at me," He urged her, "You've wanted this. Dreamt of it," His fingers setting up an intoxicating rhythm, "Watch me give you the pleasure you desire."
Jane opened her eyes to meet his and saw her own desire reflected within. The idea that Loki would want her as well...she cried out as his thumb found her clit and joined the dance he had begun.
"Yes, that's it. Stop thinking, Jane. Just feel," He instructed before suckling a particularly sensitive zone at her neck.
His instructions, the look in his eyes, those delicious fingers...Jane lost herself in his talented ministrations and gripped his shoulders as she rode the crest of her climax.
"Hmm," Loki hummed against her ear, "I think we shall get along rather well, Jane Foster," He withdrew his fingers and lifted them to his lips, tasting her essence and licking his lips, "I believe I'll have more," He moved down her body like a predator, parting her legs and lowering his mouth to her sensitive folds.
"Oh my go.." Her words fell apart as his lips and tongue created sensations she didn't even know were possible. She squirmed under him, but his strong hands on her hips held her in place. She could feel the pressure building and had the thought that now she knew why he was a god. Her second climax shook her out of all thoughts, the blinding white heat trembled thought her body.
Loki crawled up her body, dropping random kisses on her skin before sealing his lips to hers once more. Jane could taste herself on his lips, and it was oh so sinfully delicious.
She slid her hands down his body and fumbled with the fastenings of his pants, "These need to come off."
"As my lady wishes," He smiled a deliriously devilish smile as he moved off the bed and slid out of his pants, revealing his entire body to her view.
"Come here," Jane spoke, her voice throaty. He smirked. The sexy bastard smirked. Jane pulled him towards her and then pushed him to his back.
He raised an eyebrow in question.
Jane smirked herself, "My turn to explore." She began licking and kissing his neck. His throat seemed to be particularly sensitive as she could feel him swallow raggedly under her mouth. She inwardly smiled as she ran her hands over his chest.
"No scar?" She asked as she trailed her tongue down his sternum, noting the lack therof where he had been impaled.
"Magic," He whispered hoarsely.
Jane heard him but didn't respond. She was concentrating on his every response to her touch or her mouth. She slid her hand to brush ever so slightly along his shaft and heard his intake of breath. Smiling, Jane looked up to meet his eyes which were fixated on her. Wordlessly, she took his shaft firmly in her grip and lowered her mouth to take him.
Loki hissed as he slid fingers into her hair, not pulling or pushing. Simply holding onto her as she worked her own particular brand of magic with her mouth. When she ran her tongue along the base of his shaft to the tip, he tugged Jane away and pushed her back to the bed in one movement.
Jane would have been startled, but this was what she had wanted for so very long. Loki slid inside her as Jane arched to accept him, grasping his neck locking her eyes with his. He slowly seated himself to the hilt, watching her eyes darken with need.
Jane inhaled sharply as all her senses awakened and focused on the god above her. She bucked her hips in encouragement. Loki placed his hand on her hip in guidance as he began a rhythm that she eagerly met.
She had never felt this kind of burning need for anything as she did for his body within hers. Every part of her yearned for more of him.
Loki seized her lips in a hungry kiss before breathing against her lips, "Jane.."
"Yes," She drew him for another kiss, moaning against his mouth, "Oh yes."
His pace quickened, sharpening Jane's cries as her body gave itself to him freely. She arched against him as he drove into her in earnest, "Loki.."
He slipped a thumb to her clit and with a gentle movement, Jane moaned in ecstasy as she reached sweet oblivion. Loki thrust through her climax before giving in to his own pleasure.
Jane languidly ran her fingers over his cheeks drawing him in for a sweet lazy kiss, "Hmmm."
"Now, I am certain of it," Loki replied as he regained his breath, "You and I will get along quite well."
At this moment, Jane couldn't find the energy to disagree.