Pairing: Loki/Jane

Rating: M

Description: Continuation of the first chapter. Activities of the pleasurable type commence!

Chapter 2

Nimble fingers reached for the light fixture that adorned the wall adjacent to the door leading into their bedroom; light brightening the previously dark room. Hearing the faint hum of electricity, Loki turned his focus back on his lovely wife's neck; years of strict education helping him know each spot of Jane's neck that, when kissed or caressed, caused to react positively. Flicking the tip of his tongue along the spot where her neck met with her jaw, he chuckled as the touch caused her to gasp in enjoyment.

"Loki.." she whispered; grateful that he was holding onto her as her legs felt wobbly and unstable.

"Hm?," he answered, smiling against her skin as he walked slowly to their bed.

"You're a tease, you know," she shivered at the warmth of his mouth on her skin.

"I know, dearest, I know. I also know how much you enjoy it."

Mentally kicking herself for her willingness to share the majority of her private thoughts with her husband who seemed intent on using each and every new piece of information against her, Jane chose to rectify the situation by returning his attack on her neck by switching between flicks of her tongue to kisses. She allowed herself a satisfied chuckle as Loki groaned and whispered her name.

"Ha," Jane murmured as she slid away from his embrace; the bed rescuing her from falling on her rear as Loki's attentions had continue to make her legs unstable. With the God of Mischief standing in front of her; his usually inquisitive eyes darkened with desire as he met her gaze while he breathed heavily from their kisses. "My turn, Loki.." At his questioning gaze, Jane leaned forward and dared to press a kiss along the bulge that she had been both seen and felt earlier.

Hissing loudly at the vixen sitting before him, Loki let out a long breath as he focused on maintaining his self control. Whenever Jane chose to perform oral sex on him, his inability to last continuously astounded him. "Are you sure you're not the mischief maker in this relationship, love?" Her response was the unzipping of the black pants and the nearly painful increase of his aroused cock as the cool air of the house brushed through his underwear. "Jane..," he groaned.

Watching her husband's reactions gave her the courage to continue. While he always said that she pleased him to the moon and back, it was the knowledge that he had been alive far longer than she had. The thought of his imagined lovers; he reassured her in the past that he had only been intimate with three women before he had met her, irked her momentarily. But, it was the sight of an actual God breathing heavily and moaning her name that chased away any and all insecurities that she had. Scooting closer before clasping onto his pants, she began to pull them down; taking turns from looking up at him to focusing on removing his pants. Long fingers caressed her face; thumbs smoothing over cheekbones as hungry eyes met hers.

"You're such an amazing woman, Jane," Loki admitted; the need to be tender during a typically erotic moment as he reached down to grasp onto her shoulders and draw her up. Pants momentarily forgotten, Loki held his wife close to him and kissed her gently. The soft quality of the kiss took Jane by surprise before she returned it just as gently. Pulling away from the kiss, Loki continued onward, "Amazing, beautiful, and such a tease," he ended with a smirk.

Smiling at the added portion of the statement, Jane shrugged, "I've had a good teacher in the art of teasing?" In an attempt to bring things back to where they had started, she sneakily slid her left hand down his shirt clad stomach and past his boxers; warm fingers wrapping themselves as best as possible around the undeniable proof of her husband's arousal.

Doing so caused him to groan in surprise before he clamped his lips together as he squeezed his eyelids together tightly. The gesture had not been expected whatsoever; though, there was the one time when the two of them had settled down for a quiet evening at home with a movie. He figured cuddling was a suitable activity, but as the memory continued on, having an orgasm from Jane's eager strokes had made the evening all the more enjoyable. Loosening the grip on his lips, Loki groaned and opened his eyes only to moan his wife's name as he felt the hand begin its past, teasing strokes.

"Jane, you– gah!," his attempt to suggest a different position was lost as the strokes continued. Breathing harshly through his nose, "Gods, woman!"

Ecstatic at her husband's reactions, Jane let go of his throbbing member only to grasp onto his pants as she sat back down on the bed. "Sit down, Loki. Please?"

Being able to only nod and groan in reply at how utterly sexy the former Ms. Foster was, the dark haired Prince joined his wife on their bed and took her lips in a hungry, passionate kiss. The kiss took her by surprise; the feel of her gasping against his mouth offering him the opportunity to invade her mouth with his tongue.

Moaning passionately from the wonderful kiss given to her by the equally wonderful man, Jane's right hand chose to continue onward with the attack that her left hand had started; the warmth of his cock causing her to shiver as she thought of the blissful moments when the two of them became one. Loki's reaction to her touch filled her mouth as he groaned and involuntarily jerked his hips against her inviting hand; the result causing him to slide forward.

"Jane, I can't last when you do this," he managed to get out as he tried his best to hold back. This woman was going to be the death of him, he mused to himself.

Considering what he said as well as knowing his track record in this particular area, Jane paused in her ministrations before using her left hand to carefully nudge her very much aroused husband onto his back; the sight of his eyes widening as he allowed her to do so causing her to smile.

"You're such a big baby," she replied before drawing her attention away from Loki and using both hands to inch his boxers down and over his arousal. Almost immediately the sight of his proud member sprung up from its confinement; its owner groaning and shifting. Pausing briefly once she was finished moving the cloth away from his body, Jane situated herself between Loki's legs; the pants confining him in a sense. Lowering her head to the aching member, she trained her eyes on him as she brushed her lips against the tip; the hissing groan that greeted her ears making her smile as she watched her husband react. Feeling bold from Loki's reaction, Jane bowed her head even more as her tongue stuck out to lap slowly along the sensitive skin. Before she was able to continue on, strong arms grasped onto her shoulders and she soon found herself pinned beneath the arms' owner.

Panting as if he had just ran a 10k, Loki shook his head at the woman beneath him; her desire to be a tease always being the reason he fell apart at the seams. "Someone needs to learn to behave, madam," he murmured as his left hand clasped onto her wrists above her.

"Make me..," Jane smirked; the words causing her husband to smirk above her as he lowered his head and took her lips in a hungry, almost wild kiss. Groaning and focusing on the kiss, Jane wiggled underneath Loki; each movement causing his cock to press earnestly against her form as he moaned.

Recalling that the two of them were still fully dressed as his cock caressed the denim of her pants, Loki pulled away and let go of his wife's wrists as he sat up; needing to focus on the spell. It didn't help as he tried to think that Jane sat up as well, kissing at his neck and jaw while reaching for his shirt. The woman, he groaned, was a force to be reckoned with! "Jane, love, gah..!" He found himself seconds away from climax as he felt her tongue flick at one of the few sensitive spots by his left earlobe. Quickly, almost frantically, Loki cast the spell successfully to remove their clothing as he knew he needed to be inside of his wife. Soon.

The cool air that greeted her skin pulled Jane's focus away from one of Loki's erogenous zones. Peering down at her naked form to make sure he had managed to get everything, it was the sight of his equally naked form that brought her arousal up to level 10. This beautiful, angelic man was her husband and she was so very grateful that she was going to be able to spend the rest of their lives showing him so much he was appreciated and loved. "So beautiful.." she murmured as she brushed her fingertips along his shoulder blade; the dark locks that had moved forward from their owner's constant movements almost lovingly caressing her digits.

Shaking his head at his disbelief, the God of Mischief cupped his wife's face and kissed her soundly as he gently pushed her onto her back. Pulling away slowly, Loki knew he needed to show Jane how beautiful he thought she was despite the fact that she had nearly teased him to orgasm earlier. "No, my dear," he began as he kissed from her chin down to her collarbone, "it is you who is the beautiful one in this room." As he reached her collarbone, he pressed warm, soft kisses along the bone; offering faint nibbles as he knew how much she enjoyed what she deemed as 'love bites'. Her pleasured moans touched his ears; their sounds cheering him on as he lowered himself to her right breast while his right hand cupped her left. "That's it, love, tell me how much you want this." He lowered his head and took her right nipple captive in his warm mouth.

Gasping his name loudly throughout his attack on her upper torso, it was Jane's turn to squeeze her eyelids shut as her head fell back against the mattress. How the two of them had managed to start the night out with stargazing to making love to each other was beyond her. Still as the scraping of his tongue along her nipple reverberated throughout her body, she found that she had zero reason to complain about the turn of events. "Loki.."

"Yes, sweetheart?," he replied while drawing his mouth away.

"I–"

"Oh come now. Is the delectable vixen from earlier at a loss for words?" The fingers of his right hand wandered slowly down her stomach to the juncture between her legs.

"Loki!," she exclaimed; the unexpected direction of his hand throwing her off entirely.

Smirking widely, "That's it, Jane. Keep telling me all of your thoughts," he returned before moving his body down to where his hand had traveled. The scent of her arousal caused him to groan as he reached her legs. He knew he wanted to pay her back for earlier and so Loki shifted as far as he needed before he was comfortable enough to perform oral sex on his wife. "Keep telling me," he repeated.

Blinking as she recognized how far away his voice was, Jane opened her eyes and looked down only to gasp as her husband's dark hair was the only thing she saw between her legs. "Oh my gahh.–"

"Yes, love. All of your words for me, sweetheart," he continued as his tongue teased her wet folds before searching out and locating her clit; the sound of her gasping his name spurring him on.

Gripping onto the bed at first, Jane shuddered as she felt him push her legs apart while both of his hands held them as far away from each other as possible. "Lok– Loki, oh Gods, please–" she didn't know what else to say; the feeling of his mouth on her distracting her immensely. Much like the nickname he was referred to in Asgard,his "silvertongue" focused entirely on pleasuring his wife. From gentle to intense strokes of his tongue, Jane was soon flailing as best as she could manage what with having her legs forced apart; the sound of her husband's name growing louder and louder as she climaxed not once, but twice.

Panting in exhaustion from her husband's brutal attack, she could only raise her head briefly as she watched him slide up her body with a satisfied smirk on his glistening lips. Those same lips came close to hers and she, feeling forever grateful that Loki existed, kissed him as passionately as her exhausted body would allow. Tasting herself on his lips caused her to moan softly as she slowly wrapped her legs around his waist. The feel of his throbbing cock pulled her away from giving it her all with the kiss; the fact that he hadn't been able to have a climax as of yet presenting itself in her mind.

While he thoroughly enjoyed kissing Jane, there was something that he needed to do; something very pressing. "Jane," he whispered as he pulled away and brushed her hair from her face. While he had satisfied her to near exhaustion, he needed to be sure it was all right for him to convince her body to have a possible third or fourth orgasm for both of their sake's.

Recognizing that even after the countless of times the two of them had made love to each other, the very fact that he wanted her permission made her, once more, realize how lucky she actually was to have someone like him in her life. Reaching, gently, in between the two of their bodies, her left hand wrapped itself around the base of his penis and tried its best to reveal the entry to its owner's body. "F-fuck me, Loki."

Chuckling despite himself at the dirty mouth of his wife, Loki chose to reward her by treating her. Grasping onto the base as well and moving Jane's hand away, he proceeded to thrust his aching penis up her folds and to her clit and back; the sensations causing Jane to moan, once more, his name as she shifted achingly beneath him. Allowing himself one more movement, the dark haired Prince positioned himself at the entry. He knew, as he mentioned, that he wasn't going to be able to last long. The built up sexual tension as well as the teasing being nearly too much for his self control. With that in mind, Loki carefully slid into Jane. Almost at once he felt as if he had come home; the welcoming feeling of her body surrounding him as he slid all the way to the base nearly causing him to explode right then and there..

"Jane," he shuddered; the sound of her groaning his name greeting his ears as well before he proceeded to continuously leave only to go home over and over again. His hips worked on their own; the desire too great for him to think straight as he felt himself seconds from exploding.

Moaning loudly underneath her lean yet muscular husband, Jane grasped both tightly onto his shoulders as well as onto his continuously thrusting penis; the invasion hitting all of the spots that only he could reach. Arching her hips beneath him was her undoing as he slammed into her; his penis rubbing consistently along her g-spot as the God of Mischief sent both himself and his wife over the edge.

Panting as loudly as his wife, Loki withdrew from Jane only to collapse to the right of her; his entire body tingling from head to toe. Knowing exhaustion was going to take over, he reached tiredly for her and drew her in for a sleepy cuddle. Jane heaved an exhausted sigh of contentment; its twin echoing from her husband.

"I love you, m'dear," he murmured.

"I love you, too, sweetheart."

(Author's note: NOT THE END! Not sure how long this is going to be, but as long as the muse keeps happening, the more I'm going to keep writing! 3 )