Perhaps it had been too long that she'd been gone without seeing to Loki's needs. Clint kept calling her, telling her he was driving the rest of them crazy while she was in Kiev digging up a few files on the Winter Soldier so Steve and Sam could go after them, deciding to handle the case personally. She owed Bucky a thing or two, both from when they used to train together and for the damn scar he'd left on her hip, and if this helped Steve to bring him in sooner, get him back to normal, then she'd feel satisfied with the results. Either way she'd been gone for nearly a month before finally managing to get back, and sure enough the signs of the Jotun's destruction were evident the moment she pulled up to the building, a few letters missing from the newly reconstructed 'AVENGERS' sign, a few of Tony's cars sporting new damage due to a hole in the ceiling just above the garage that was in the midst of being repaired. She sighed as she turned off the Stingray's engine, resting her forehead on the top of the steering wheel. Really, Loki? With a sense of resignation she headed out of the car and towards the door, calling out to Jarvis to alert the others that she was home and inquiring about Loki. He'd been confined to their room, apparently, and so she made a beeline there to at least try and sort some things out. She was really damn tired, and not much in the mood if she was honest, but Loki needed to be looked after, and as weird as the guys seemed to find it, the whole bondmate situation she rather, well, she liked it. It was nice to have someone to come home to, besides her cat Liho whenever she went to her brownstone.
Which reminded her she really needed to feed him, ugh, and she hoped that her neighbor hadn't minded taking care of her cat while she was away so much. Maybe she'd just bring him back to live with her in the tower. He deserved it, he was such a good kitty-.
All thoughts left her head as she opened the door to her room and started to see Loki already on the bed, keening as he caught sight of her and lifting his head to grin at her, his hand already out and stroking his very hard cock.
"You're home," he breathed, voice soft and relieved as he scrambled to get up, falling off the bed in the process, his limbs seemingly too long for him. He crawled over to her and rubbed his head against her leg before lifting himself to his knees and starting to undo her button and zipper with his teeth, wasting no time.
Well hell.
"Hello to you too," she said, running a hand through his hair and scraping her nails against his scalp, making him purr and shiver beneath her. One of her nails caught on his ear and the extra attention made him groan as his fingers nimbly pulled down her jeans, allowing her to slide her legs out of them before he set his lips to the heat blazing between her thighs, mouthing her through the black cotton of her panties. She groaned as he slipped the fabric aside and licked into her, wasting no time in finding her clit and sucking as hard as he could, moving with her hips as they rocked up and into his movements.
"God, Loki, you're such a good boy," Natasha moaned as her back arched, clutching him by the hair as she held him fast to her, whimpering as the moan he let out vibrated against her skin. She'd never get enough of this, and as he brought her off to her first orgasm of the evening she moaned and shook beneath him before demanding that he rise and help her remove the rest of her clothing. Mouth smeared with her arousal and come, he licked his lips before helping her, looking far too pleased with himself for how quickly he'd brought her off.
"I missed you so much Natasha," he crooned as he all but ripped her shirt off and threw it to the side, hands positioning on her hips, about to hoist her up and onto him when she stopped him with a grin and a quick word.
"I missed you too, but I've got plans for you, Loki," she murmured as she stood on her tip toes to press a kiss onto his lips, quick and chaste as if they were saying goodbye. He gave a low whine as his eyes grew wide and desperate when she pulled away, but she turned him around and pointed at the empty wall just beside her bed.
"Give me a full length mirror there?" She asked, grinning when he provided her with one without question, body vibrating from the magic use. She took him by the hand to stand in front of it, letting him stare at himself. "Change for me, darling," she murmured in his ear, standing behind him. Though there was a hell of a height difference she'd kept her heels on from walking, so at least she didn't have to crane her neck so far to reach his ear, sucking on the lobe as he slowly shifted blue. Her hand brushed against his inner thigh, then moved to his cock, stroking him gently as his head rolled back onto her shoulder.
"You're so gorgeous like this, Loki. I love looking at you," she moaned, trailing her lips down his skin, biting it and loving the way it darkened beneath her attention. "And I missed you in my arms. Did you miss me?"
"Yes," he moaned as she ran her hand over his cock, her thumb caressing the head as a bead of precome blossomed at the tip. His hips rocked forward as she massaged him, speeding up as she felt him begin to clench in front of her. He really was lovely, deep, blue skin covered with a tapestry of patterns much like her own cluster of scars that ran back and forth, her battle tokens from decades of work. He was strong, too, and if he wanted he could've had her on her back in almost no time, all that blue skin hiding a spanse of muscle that made her mouth water, even as she bit just behind his ear. He gasped and his hips jerked harder.
"I missed having you inside of me Loki. Fucking me," she moaned. "Missed you making me yours. Do you want to do that to me?" She asked, as though she didn't know the answer. She dragged her tongue over her shoulder and felt him shudder beneath him.
He nodded his head and she tugged at him a little harder. Oh no, she wanted to hear it. "Tell me," she begged. "Tell me what you want to do. What you want me to do," she purred. She stroked a little faster.
"Ah-Natasha," he moaned, back arching as his toes curled at the sensation. His eyes closed as he started babbling something nonsensical, and she grinned as she slowed down her hand's movements. Oh no, that wouldn't do.
"Eyes open, Loki. I want you to watch me as I help you take the edge off. Then the real fun starts," she promised, biting the skin and grinning as his red eyes snapped back open. "Now. What do you want me to do to you?" She asked.
"I-I want you atop me," he groaned. "I want you to lay me out on the bed and take me as hard as you can while my thumb worries at your clit, bringing you to climax over and over-ng," he gasped, words cut off in another moan as she started to pick up the pace once more.
"Yeah?" She asked, voice breathy in his ear. "You want me to ride you? Do you think you've been good enough while I was gone that you deserve it?" She asked, feeling him go rigid beneath her.
"No," he admitted after a moment, though the word came out a groan of anguish as he expected her punishment. "I'm sorry I couldn't contain myself but I just needed you so badly-."
"Loki, I need you too, but I have work to be done," she murmured. "So I'm not going to ride you," she said, and he let out a soft sob, still keeping his eyes fixed on the mirror. She watched how his face contorted in disappointment, but he never once broke her gaze in their reflection. It only took a few more jerks until he met his completion, and she grinned to watch his face as he struggled to keep his attention fixed on hers, his jaw dropping and muscles tensing as he spurted into her hand. As he relaxed in her hold she brought her hand up to her mouth and licked it clean, keeping his gaze the entire time. It didn't take long for him to start showing interest again, and she grinned as she turned him around to kiss him. Now that she'd taken the edge off, and he had no refractory period it seemed, she could really have fun. She positioned him on the bed on his knees before crawling towards him and offering him her backside so that they were both facing the mirror. She'd been allowed to have the fun before, now it was his turn, and he groaned at the offering, wasting no time in lining himself up and sliding into her. She moaned, feeling the muscles in her back going weak as she relaxed onto her elbows, breasts brushing against the silk sheets until his hands moved to take their weight into his palms and pulled her up onto her knees as well as he thrust shallowly into her. She groaned, leaning back against him, her head lolling onto his shoulder as she lazily kept an eye on the mirror. His lips were twisted into a wide grin, the blue of his skin contrasting sharply against her own pale skin, setting off the red of her hair and the red of his eyes all the more and she loved it, whimpered when he brought a hand down from massaging her breasts to finger her clit, taking the bundle of nerves and squeezing it until she screamed and trembled in his arms, goosebumps rising all over.
Still she refused to take her attention from the mirror, whimpering as he slowed down, gaze focusing on his cock as it disappeared within her over and over again, filling her so perfectly she just wanted to shout. He tipped his hips forward slightly, shifting hers in the process, and drove even deeper into her. A throaty groan wormed its way from her mouth, echoed by her name on his lips.
"You feel like the heavens, Natasha. My Natasha. I missed you so much while you were gone," he told her in his usual butter filled tones.
"You missed fucking me," she teased.
He caught her by the chin and turned her head so that he could kiss her fully on the lips, sucking her soul from her until she trembled beneath him.
"I missed you. You're my mate," he moaned when she pulled away to breathe. "You're all I've ever wanted in my life. I will always miss you when you go away, as I will always celebrate when you return," he promised her. "However you wish. Though yes, I do miss fucking you as well," he couldn't help but add. Nat grinned and found one of his hands, threading their fingers together and bringing the back of his hand up to her lips, kissing it as he punctuated her next words with another thrust, trying to steal her breath from her lungs.
"Well good, because I missed you as well. All of you, everything we do," she said, eyes fluttering as she felt him start to quicken, chasing his second orgasm and her third as he tipped her head to the side and sucked fiercely on her neck. Her weak spot, bless him for catching onto that so quickly.
She spiraled out of control not long after, holding onto his hand tightly as she went rigid with the pleasure that writhed through her body, and Loki joined her, his cock expanding slightly as soon as he was fully seated within her, so that when he moved to sit back on the bed Natasha went with him, whimpering as it jostled against her g-spot once more. She caught sight of their disheveled appearance in the mirror, her focus having gone out as she'd spiraled into another orgasm, and now to see them both so shattered it made her grin.
"Thank you, Loki," she murmured as she leaned back against his chest and her eyes fluttered closed. He kissed the top of her forehead, and even when he could he didn't pull out or away from her, simply lying them both down on the bed and magicking the sheets to cover them.
A/N: I caved. I'm the worst, I know, for not updating my other fics, but the-silver-trickster on tumblr prompted a fic where these two were going at it in front of a mirror and I just couldn't resist throwing it in the bondverse. So yeah, Hope you liked!