If slash, any kind of saucy man-loving or the hint of non-con bothers you, go no further.
Chapter Three
He wanted a shower, but he had no idea when his ordeal would begin. He sighed, frustrated with himself, and stripped off. He stepped under a strong stream of hot water and soaked, before lathering up. The water began to cool off, so he cranked the hot tap higher. The water only got colder.
"Dammit, can't a guy even get a decent shower before he's offered up like a sacrificial lamb!"
There was a cold, amused chuckle from behind him. Steve started and spun around, his entire body tensing as he came face to face with Loki.
He stood before the God of Mischief naked and dripping wet, and Loki made good use of the moment. He raked his eyes over Steve's body inch by inch, taking him in, his eye lingering here and there.
"To borrow a rather quaint Midgardian expression- wow!" Loki said pleasantly.
Steve's mouth set into a frown, and he turned back around to turn off the taps. He stepped out of the cubicle past the other man and grabbed his towel, avoiding Loki's penetrating look as he briskly dried off.
"Feeling refreshed, my little lamb?" Loki asked silkily.
Steve wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped back, folding his arms across his chest. They studied each other silently for a moment. Steve struggled to keep his face blank, but Loki just continued looking like a spoiled child on Christmas morning.
"So. Why me?" Steve asked.
Loki considered his question for a moment. "Who else would be good enough for a god? Who else would I want to perform this duty but the super soldier…? Your heart is a pure as your body, everyone knows that, Captain."
Steve stared at him.
"No, that's far too trite, isn't it? You're not fooled." He smiled and shrugged. "It's quite simple. I like the way you look, and I mean to make sport of you."
Steve swallowed nervously and looked away.
"You should consider it an honour," Loki murmured. "Being deflowered by a god is the stuff of legend, or do you not know any of your realm's various mythologies?"
"Well, you'll excuse me if this isn't exactly how I pictured my first time" Steve muttered.
"Oh, you mortals!" Loki sighed. "You're so set in your ways. Well, if you insist on being so conventional, perhaps this will be more to your liking?" Loki purred. His body was enveloped in a soft glow of golden light, and he transformed. His became unmistakably female, all rounded breasts and curving hips. His hair grew out into thick, dark waves. He preened for Steve, who just stared at him, stunned.
"Would this make you feel more comfortable?" even his voice was feminine now. "I'm sure once we got started, you'd quickly forget who you're really rutting."
Steve shook his head, still in shock.
Lady Loki looked down at her body. "No? Too intimidating for a simple boy like you? I suppose I did rather overdo the breasts." She caressed herself, still trying to get a reaction. Steve looked away.
"All right. Here… how about someone more familiar? More comfortable." He glimmered again, and transformed.
Steve sucked in a horrified breath and startled back, his eyes wide.
"Hello, Steve" Peggy greeted.
"How dare you" Steve hissed.
"Oh, come on. I'm the love of your rather pathetic life. Wouldn't you like to have a go now, seeing as you missed out so spectacularly back in the day?"
She was the spitting image of his Peggy, the way her hair curled, those big, dark eyes, her crisp accent. Yet Steve's skin crawled just looking at her. He closed his eyes and looked away.
Loki chuckled in a humourless way, and shifted back to his regular visage.
"Oh Steve, still pining after a woman long dead. How sad. Though, I suppose you don't have many other options: the women of this realm are quite horrifying, aren't they? And I simply do not approve of so many of them in trousers. Tasteless. No wonder you long for poor dead Peggy Carter."
Steve punched him in the mouth.
Loki hadn't been expecting it, and he staggered back a few steps. He straightened up, and smoothed himself.
"That will be the only time you assault me this evening. If you do it again I will-" he broke off and chuckled, shaking his head. "Captain, please. We're wasting time with insults and tricks and violence. We could be having such a pleasant experience together." He smiled sweetly and held out a hand to Steve. "Truce?" he asked silkily.
Thor's words echoed in his head: If you fight, he will… break you, in every possible way.
Steve stared at him, shoulders still heaving with distress. He ignored the other man's empty gesture, pushing past him as he walked out into his room.
"Let's get this over with. Do what you want to do."
Loki managed to make himself look chagrined. "I'm not being very kind, am I? I'm afraid my seduction skills are a little… non-existent. Let's play nice."
He snapped his fingers and all around them the room changed. Dozens of tiny candles sat in holders around the room creating a soft glow. The air became warm and gently scented with lavender and sandalwood. The enormous bed was draped in a silken cover, and scattered with plump throw pillows. Steve's mouth opened in surprise.
"Please, remove your towel and sit" Loki whispered, gesturing to the bed.
Steve tossed the towel onto a chair and settled uneasily onto the edge of the bed, his bare thighs pressed together, arms folded uncertainly across his stomach. Loki gave him a mild smile and very slowly began to undress.
He had so many layers of armour and ornament this took several minutes, but he intentionally took his time, relishing the way Steve's body grew more and more tense in each passing second.
By the time Loki was down to his underclothing, Steve was staring off into space, his shoulders hunched, abdomen tight.
Loki stepped slowly over to him and ran his fingers through Steve's hair. Steve startled at the touch and looked up.
"Lovely and soft," Loki purred.
Steve frowned. Loki stroked his fingers down the other man's face, caressing his lips.
"May I ask you a very personal question?" Loki asked. "Do you believe in God?"
Steve gave him an even look. "I believe in a Christian definition of God," he answered. "Which definitely doesn't include you."
Loki pondered this, and then leaned in to speak quietly. "Later, when you're under me, and my mouth is on you, and you're crying out to God because you feel so good… we'll just see about that."
Steve stared at him with a mix of fear and surprise.
"Lay back" Loki ordered.
Steve blinked, and after a moment of hesitation, pushed himself back onto the bed, and lay down. He looked uneasily at Loki as the god slowly removed the last of his clothing.
Naked, and already intimidatingly aroused, Loki moved forward and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself above Steve, but without touching him. When their faces were level, Loki stopped and looked down.
Steve tried to keep the fear and uncertainty out of his eyes. Loki leaned in and pressed his cool mouth to Steve's, feeling the other man's breath flutter on his face. He deepened the kiss, pushing Steve's lips apart with his own, and sliding in his tongue.
Steve gasped and pulled away.
"This is going to be awkward and very time-consuming if you balk at every little thing I do" Loki drawled.
"You put your tongue into my mouth" Steve said, clearly still shocked.
Loki stared at him. "Why did I pick a virgin?" he muttered to himself. He fixed Steve with a look. "You've never even be properly kissed?" he asked.
"Guess not," Steve said, frowning. "Haven't done much of anything" he said with a nervous swallow.
"Well, you are certainly going to be in for a shock. Especially when I do this-" he broke off and reached down, grabbing Steve's cock. The other man was semi-hard from nerves and cried out in surprise.
"Relax!" Loki commanded. "No, actually, don't relax… not this part, anyway" he stated, and began gently stroking. Steve's entire body had tensed in shock, and his breath was coming in short, startled gasps.
"Am I hurting you?" Loki asked unsympathetically.
"No" Steve whispered.
"Then do try to enjoy yourself." He leaned back in and kissed Steve and he continued stroking him. His mouth was as insistent and unforgiving as his hand, and Steve moaned from sheer shocked pleasure. Loki stroked him until he was thoroughly hard and panting slightly, and then broke off with both his mouth and his hand. Steve made a small noise of surprise.
Loki let his body drop until he was skin to skin with Steve, and letting the other man bear some of his weight. He moved his mouth down to Steve's neck, licking and kissing a trail to the other man's chest.
He reached a nipple and drew it into his mouth, sucking hard before worrying it with his teeth. Steve gasped and reflexively bucked his hips against Loki's stomach.
A wicked bubble of laughter escaped Loki, and he swiftly moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Steve gasped and tensed.
"Good" Loki encouraged. He propped up his lower body again, and resumed pressure on Steve's cock as he continued to suck and bite at the other man's nipples. Steve squirmed, overwhelmed and shocked by the pleasure he was receiving. Loki broke off with his mouth and sat back, still keeping an even pressure with his hand.
"Now, I want you to touch me the way I'm touching you" Loki demanded.
Steve looked up at him, uncertain. He unconsciously licked his lips, a simple gesture that made Loki practically moan with desire.
"On second thoughts… yes… let's put that lovely mouth to work" he breathed. He pushed himself up off Steve to stand before the other man.
"Sit up" he commanded.
Steve did as he was told, but he did not look happy about it. He glanced away, pointedly trying to avoid looking at Loki's arousal, which was now at his eye-level. Loki reached down and slid his fingers under Steve's chin, gently tilting his face up.
"I... I don't think I can" Steve whispered, looking away.
"Don't be shy" Loki said with a hint of menace.
"I don't know how!" Steve hissed, a quiver in his voice.
Loki sighed and rolled his eyes. "Again, I ask myself why?" he breathed.
He stepped back, and swiftly dropped to his knees before Steve. "Don't get too used to seeing me in this position" he said bluntly. He placed his hands on Steve's knees, and pried them apart, then shuffled closer to Steve's body.
Steve watched him with a mix of horror and curiosity. Loki brought his face down and kissed Steve's stomach. He moved his mouth down until he was teasing the insides of each thigh in turn with his tongue. Steve's body was rigid with nerves and anticipation, his breathing already tight.
"Are you getting the idea?" Loki asked sourly.
Steve let out a breathy sigh. Loki smiled slightly, and moved in for the kill. He drew his cool tongue up Steve's length in one long, swift motion. Steve let out a stuttering gasp of surprise, his eyes wide with shock. Loki chuckled deeply, and repeated the motion, before suddenly taking the other man all the way into his mouth.
Steve cried out, his hips rocking forward instinctively. He gripped handfuls of the bedcover and braced himself back onto his elbows.
Loki moved his mouth up and down slowly and deliberately, his tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. He made a humming noise and Steve sucked in a breath through his clenched teeth. "Oh, hell" he cried.
Loki broke off and laughed openly at this reaction. He stood back up and moved to stand straddling Steve's legs.
"Now," he said. "You must try."
Steve sat up with a sigh, painfully hard and almost desperate. He placed his hands tentatively on Loki's hips, and swallowed nervously.
Loki shivered with anticipation when he felt Steve's warm breath on him. Steve leaned in and gave an experimental lick, his eyes downcast.
"Don't be shy" Loki encouraged. Steve sighed with resignation and closed his eyes, drawing the god's rigid cock into his mouth. He tried to do as Loki had showed him, biting back his gag reflex.
"Careful of your teeth!" Loki hissed. Steve shrugged and slowed down. Loki chewed his bottom lip as he looked down at the blonde head bobbing up and down in front of him.
"I want you to open your eyes and look up at me" Loki commanded.
Steve unscrunched his eyes and looked up. He took his mouth away. "Happy now? Enjoying this?" he asked hotly.
Loki made a lusty noise "More than you could ever know, mortal" he sighed. He licked his lips. "Take yourself in hand."
"What?" Steve questioned.
Loki raised his eyebrows. "You heard me."
Steve blushed furiously. "Why... why do I have to do that?"
"Because watching you touch yourself will arouse me" Loki said plainly.
Steve frowned. "You're not aroused enough already?" he said flatly, glancing at Loki's perfectly hard cock.
Loki laughed gently and made a gesture for Steve to continue. Steve returned his mouth to its labours, and hesitantly wrapped a hand around his own member.
Loki looked down, watching calmly. "Stroke it" he murmured.
Steve grunted and gently began touching himself. Without meaning to, he rubbed himself to the same rhythm that he was using on Loki with his mouth. Loki chuckled quietly, enjoying the show. He could feel his pleasure building slowly, coiling in his belly like a snake preparing to strike.
"All right. Sit back" he said.
Steve fell back with a sigh and dragged the back of his hand across his mouth. "Are we done?" he asked, confused but hopeful.
Loki looked at him with pity and shook his head. "No, my dear Captain, we've only just begun... Now, up on the bed, on all fours."
TBC