Warnings: Fluff, sexual situations, anal sex, rimming, rough sex, spanking.

Chapter 19

The week he spent with Loki was nothing short of magical if he was being honest with himself. While they had spoken a bit about the bond most of the time they spent simply being together, holding each other or spending time together. By the end of the week Xander no longer whimpered around Sam, and instead greeted him almost as happily as he did Loki, making Xander feel like his dog as well, something he had always wanted. Their days normally started with Loki trying to fall back asleep, Sam was certain if he let him, Loki would sleep all day snuggled in their bed. Their bed, Loki had made it clear his second day he considered the space theirs.

Everything Loki did was to make him more comfortable in a space Sam came to learn, only a handful of beings in the world even knew existed. It was a hideaway, a place used as a sanctuary for Loki, and Sam was being invited in. Loki had even made space in the dresser and closet for Sam's clothing, snapping up a full wardrobe for the taller hunter so he could choose his own clothing for the day. While Loki was comfortable being naked or close to naked all day, Sam would always dress in the mornings. How long he stayed dressed depended on the day.

While they did more than have sex, Sam could say for certain there wasn't a room in the house they didn't explore each other in. For the first time in his life Sam was truly happy; he was satisfied in a way he didn't even know he could be; he never went hungry as Loki seemed determined to make sure he was always fed, he had a dog and a house that was feeling more and more like home, his brother was safe, they had a real plan on killing the yellow-eyed demon and he had a mate who he didn't have to worry about. Even with Jess Sam had always worried, was never one hundred percent comfortable around her as he had kept so many secrets, had lied to her so often, but with Loki he didn't have to lie. Sam could tell stories about his past without censoring the truth, and sometimes Loki would even give him advice on how to be a better hunter.

Loki was everything that he had ever wanted, and was so giving. Not just in bed, but in the day to day life there wasn't anything Sam could want that the other wouldn't give. Sam had mentioned to him one morning how he had never been outside the country, they had spent the day in Rome exploring all the tourist's sites and Loki buying anything Sam looked at long enough. At first, Sam had felt like he was taking advantage of the god. While he wasn't wealthy by any means he did have a few credit cards he could draw on for a while longer. Still Loki wouldn't hear of it, his logic was it made him feel good to buy Sam things, there was no reason for Sam to max out his cards if Loki had more money than he knew what to do with, and if he wanted to make it up to him then he could pin him to a wall again because that was hot.

While it was said in jest, they never actually made it to the bed for sex that night as Sam was happy to follow through with Loki's request. They spent so many hours being together, watching television or reading together. Sometimes they would go out and play with Xander who was always happy to play and eventually let Sam snuggle him. The bond seemed to even settle slightly as neither felt any real pull like they had before, it seemingly content with their proximity. Even the few times Sam had called Dean and Bobby hadn't broken him out of his happy buzz as the two of them were laying low as promised. Bobby had some help around the junk yard and Dean got to take his frustration out while fixing up a few of the cars around the lot.

Everything was perfect for the first time in his life, and Sam knew he owed it all to a small man with a sugar addiction. Looking over to Loki now who was laying on the couch, his feet on Sam's lap while they watched television. Rubbing the feet planted on his lap, Sam wondered how he could ever thank Loki for what all he gave. Sam knew, had even brought it up more than once, that Loki didn't feel like he was due anything, Loki was happy with Sam in any way he could have him. Something kept bothering him though, as there was at least one thing Loki wanted but would never ask for. The god wanted the bond to be completed, wanted the two of them to be connected on every level.

He never said so, in fact Loki was insistent not to say it, but it was clear in the way Loki would look at him sometimes, in the way he was still trying to prove he was a good mate. While the god was happy with Sam like this, he wanted a deeper connection, wanted something to would prove Sam wasn't going anywhere. When Sam had his few moments of being alone, time he insisted on so Loki could go do whatever it was that he did, Sam would allow himself to think of how desperate Loki wanted Sam to stay with him. If he had to guess, Sam would assume Loki had never had someone stay with him before, not like this.

It was in the way that Loki spoke of the past, of the way he spoke of the gods in general that lead Sam to believe Loki had never truly had a lover. Oh, Sam wasn't delusional, there were things Loki could do that would have required practice, he was a pagan god for crying out loud… but there was a difference between having someone and being with someone. Sam figure while Loki may have loved in his own way he was never truly with someone, not at the same level as this bond was speaking of.

The problem was convincing the god it wouldn't hurt him.

Loki had a good reason to worry. Everything Sam had read where someone gave themselves over to a god or demon meant the being had power over the human. It was always the same, the human would give up a part of themselves, normally their soul, and the being in question would be able control and order the human to do anything. Sam had seen it first hand with the witches he hunted, even though they were given power it was only on loan and the demon they dealt with could rip them to shreds at any time.

This felt different though, it felt right. There wasn't one part of his whole being that didn't want to give himself completely to Loki in every way that mattered. Rubbing one of the feet in his lap a bit harder, earning a groan from the god Sam decided. He was going to try to convince the god to let them complete the bond, preferably before they left the house tomorrow to track down the yellow-eyed demon. While logically Sam knew he should talk to Loki about it, every time he tried the god shut him out so Sam decided to use his body to do the talking for him.

Loki had never denied him anything he wanted, especially sexually. He wouldn't deny Sam this.

Bringing the foot he had been rubbing up to his mouth, Sam kissed the soft sole before licking at the toes individually. Starting with the pinky he brought each toe into his mouth, not doing anything beyond brining it into his mouth until he got to the big toe. Once the toe was inside his mouth, Sam sucked. Feet had never been his thing, but the sounds Loki made while he sucked on the toe was pornographic and enough to get Sam hard. Flicking his tongue along the skin down to his ankle, Sam bit at the thin skin causing a gasp below him. Running his hands along Loki's side, Sam gave a playful slap to Loki's rear which was currently covered with a pair of joggers the god had put on to make Sam more comfortable.

All he needed to do was tug on the top of the pants before Loki eagerly moved to help bring the cloth down his legs which Sam pulled off. Loki was always so eager for him, always willing to please Sam in any way he could. It amazed Sam sometimes, the way Loki would follow any direction in the bedroom, spoken or not, and allow Sam to take the lead. When Sam had first met the god he had assumed Loki would want to command in the bedroom, had even looked forward to it, but this? Having one of the most powerful beings in existence under his will? There was no greater rush.

With the pants out of the way Sam looked his full at the being laying on the couch. Loki had returned to laying down on his stomach, his head turned towards the television even though Sam knew he wasn't paying attention to it any longer. Running his hands up those legs again, Sam could see the flesh of Loki's ass jiggle ever so slightly as he brought his hand down. The pale flesh turned pink for a moment before returning to the pale tone Sam had spent hours worshiping.

"On your knees, arms on the rest."

His voice was shaky at best, but Loki moved to obey without a second's hesitation. They had sex on the couch before, but there was something more driving Sam this time. For the first time since they came to the house, Sam could feel the bond pulling on him, wanting to mark the other. Just like before Sam let it take over, let the pull drive his actions as he could tell now with the shred of essence from Loki in him, that Loki wanted it just as much.

Once Loki was in position, his arse in the air with his hands braced on the armrest of the couch, Sam pulled off his shirt and dropped it to the ground before moving behind him. Loki was careful to keep his gaze off Sam, it always set Sam off when he looked into those golden eyes, always made him lose whatever control he had. This time Sam wanted to try something first, wanted to see how red he could make those pale cheeks before he let go completely.

With that in mind, Sam didn't give any warning before his hand came down on Loki's ass again. This time he caught the way Loki's breath hitched as his hand made contact. Rubbing the smooth skin for a moment Sam wondered if he should say something before pushing the thought aside and bringing his hand down rapidly. The hits weren't enough to do any real damage, but hearing no complaint from Loki, Sam hit a bit harder and faster until the skin of his palm was stinging and the once pale arse remained red. Switching hands Sam continued where he left off, making sure to pause every now and again to make sure Loki was alright, giving the god a moment to say something if he wasn't.

Soon enough Loki's arse was covered in his handprints, Sam's marks trailing from the top of his ass to the back of his thighs. It was a beautiful sight, one Sam wanted to see more often. Rubbing the marks, Sam made sure to stay gentle, knowing that while Loki didn't seem to mind he would be tender. Spreading the cheeks open Sam looked at the pink pucker that had caused him such pleasure the past week. Feeling like Loki deserved a reward for being so good for him, for letting him mark up his beautiful arse such a lovely red, Sam leaned down and dragged his tongue against the wrinkled hole.

The sound Loki made was new, high pitched and wanton. Smirking, Sam pressed his tongue against the hole again, this time making sure to put a bit of pressure against the rim. This time Sam was prepared for the sound that Loki made, the way he could feel the god stop himself from moving back against him. This wasn't something Sam had ever really thought he would enjoy doing, but as he pressed his tongue deep into the god Sam couldn't help but want to keep doing it forever.

Loki was never one to be quiet in bed, he was always moaning or talking. He wasn't shy about letting Sam know what he enjoyed and what he didn't. This though was a whole new level of enjoyment from the god, Loki was practically sobbing he was so far gone while Sam ate him out. Too soon Sam could hear the difference in Loki's moans, the way his breathing was speeding up, and pulling away Sam chuckled at the frustrated groan Loki made.

"Please Sammy, please please please!"

Trying to calm Loki down a bit Sam ran his hand along Loki's back, making sure to keep touching the god while bringing him back from the edge. Opening his own pants, Sam pushed them down enough to release his erection. If he took Loki now the god would lose it, there was nothing Loki loved more than being filled with Sam's cock, something he made sure to let Sam know daily. Still, there was something else Sam wanted from Loki tonight, something he hadn't had since the first night they came to the house and he needed to feel it again.

Pressing so Loki could feel Sam behind him, could feel his cock against the globes of his ass, Sam leaned forward enough to nip at the back of Loki's neck. The position wasn't perfect, Sam was always just a bit too tall to make any position perfect, but he always felt so good pressed up against Loki like this, surrounding him like this. Once Loki calmed down enough he wasn't right at the edge, Sam wrapped an arm around him and held the gods cock, stroking for a moment to make sure Loki was a bit distracted before Sam opened his mouth.

"First, I want you to prep yourself for me, lube us up Loki."

It wasn't something Sam had ever consciously allowed them to go without. Logically he knew Loki could take him without it, could accommodate enough so Sam didn't tear him. Sometimes Loki even liked the burn, but Sam made sure Loki knew it was not okay for them to go without, even if sometimes Loki abused his powers to do so. Feeling the slick on his cock, Sam reached between them and guided his cockhead to the hole he had not too long ago been tasting. Loki tried to push back, much the same way he did the first time they were together only Sam pulled away so only the very tip entered the god before it was gone.

Time and time again Loki tried to take him inside, tried to get Sam to let go and enter him and still Sam would pull back. With his hand still wrapped around Loki, Sam knew it wouldn't take long before Loki would do anything for the two of them to be joined. Getting a whimper from the god as Loki was once again denied what he wanted, Sam spoke his voice still demanding although he wondered if this time Loki would deny him.

"I want your essence tonight Loki. If you want me in you I want you to do the same. It didn't hurt me before and it wont again, but I want you to let go Loki. No holding back… only then will you get my cock."

For second Loki paused, his whole body freezing for a moment before Sam felt him. There was more this time, oh so much more than the last time he had been allowed to simply feel. Maybe it had to do with how much Loki needed him, how desperate Loki was to be filled, but Sam couldn't focus on anything except how damn good it felt. Absently he slowly sunk into Loki, the combination of being inside of the god and feeling like he was being filled was enough to make Sam almost cum. Holding on, just barely, Sam started to move. Loki was groaning under him, both hands tearing at the armrest while Sam pumped his hips, the two lost while they were brought together.

Knowing what he was expecting this time there was no burning as Loki drew close, instead Sam opened himself in every way that he knew how and pushed back. The second Sam opened himself up, the warmth seemed to brighten enough he physically closed his eyes. Not once did his hips stop thrusting, not wanting Loki to pull away Sam pushed harder and faster into the god, making sure Loki received the same pleasure he was. All too soon Sam could feel his orgasm crashing over him, not able to fight it off any longer he practically screamed Loki's name as the warmth of both Loki's essence and body consumed him.

Panting harshly with his body wrapped around Loki, Sam reached around Loki's hips and was pleased to feel his fingers easily coated in the gods cum. This time when the warmth tried to pull away Sam held on for a moment before allowing it to leave his body. He wasn't surprised to feel even more of the essence inside him than before, they had connected willingly this time, and Sam had been better prepared. Placing soft kisses on the back of Loki's neck and shoulders, Sam pulled out getting a frustrated moan from Loki.

"Sam…"

It was amazing how much Loki was now able to say with his name. They had grown close enough Sam knew without Loki speaking the words the god was asking. He could say the same three letters in so many ways, much the same way Dean could, but oh so different. Loki was so hesitant on this bond, scared he would harm Sam, that he would do something to would cause Sam to leave. Instead of answering the unspoken question right away, Sam continued to kiss along Loki's back, paying special attention to the long scars along his shoulder blades. Originally, he had believed them to be two long scars on either side, but it was only the first two which were pronounced enough for a quick look. Instead of the original two there were six scars in all, two smaller ones almost connected to the top larger one on either side.

"Shhh… I told you the bond isn't going to hurt me Loki. I can feel even more of you now, it's what I want… please just, let it happen. Stop holding back Loki, I'm not going anywhere… just… let me love you this way too."

The second he realized what he said Sam paused in kissing along the scars and froze. While he knew it to be true neither of them had said the words before, they had expressed how much they cared through their actions, but the L-word had never been used between the two. Sam didn't have to worry as Loki relaxed under his gentle touch and nodded his head.

"I just don't want to hurt you. Maybe… if we do this slowly? That way if something bad happens we can stop? I just… I don't want to lose what makes you, you. Please promise me Sammy, if there are any changes you tell me."

Wrapping his arms around Loki Sam helped pull the god up so Loki was pressed against his chest before tilting his head and kissing him. It was soft, one of the tender kisses he had grown to love so much. Sam could never get enough of kissing Loki, and it appeared the god thought the same as he was always offering up his lips to the other.

"I promise. If anything changes, anything at all I'll tell you… but I want the same from you Loki, if this is going to work than we need to do what's right for both of us. Stop holding back, I promise I'm not leaving you."

There was a hesitation in Loki's eyes, instead of agreement he got another kiss. With the bond flowing through the god, Loki couldn't lie to him, and making a promise he couldn't keep would be a form of lying. Sam knew this, he had been in training to be a lawyer, he knew what Loki wasn't saying. Loki wasn't ready, was still scared Sam would leave him, that Sam would find something out and leave. Kissing the god back, Sam made sure to keep their bodies pressed together, Loki always responded best to physical declarations instead of verbal ones.

That night when Sam took Loki to bed, he made sure to prove to the god how much he meant to him, how he was never leaving. The next morning when they woke up naked and pressed together, Sam greeted the day with a soft kiss to his lover and a new determination. Somehow, he was going to prove to this god, to this amazing man, that no matter what was thrown at them he wasn't going anywhere, this was something worth fighting for.

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