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."
Chapter Four
Steve stood up slowly, and for one moment Loki thought the man was about to fight him. But Steve simply fixed him with a bitter look, and climbed onto the bed, taking up the position Loki had demanded.
The god smiled to himself, and climbed on behind him. He knelt behind the other man, grasping his slim hips, and using his knee to pushed Steve's legs further apart.
Steve shifted awkwardly spreading his thighs, his mouth set into a grim line. Loki positioned himself and slid his hands down to firmly cup the other man's ass.
He gave his gluteal muscles a squeeze. "Such power in this ass. It would be such a shame to waste it," he taunted. He arched forward slightly, teasing his cock on Steve's back and rear. "Is the soldier ready?"
"Lube" Steve said quietly, remembering Tony's advice.
"What?" Loki said, pretending to not understand.
Steve sighed. "Lubricant. Please? Can you please afford me this one courtesy? There's some in my bedside table-"
"You mean this?" Loki said, holding up the bottle he'd conjured. He examined it. "Gun Oil. Well, that's not an entirely accurate name, but you mortals do love your puns, do you not?"
"Blame Tony. He gave it to me as a gag gift."
"Ah yes, the lascivious Mister Stark. You know, I almost picked him for my conquest, but I felt he'd enjoy the experience entirely too much." Loki said conversationally as he thumbed open the bottle.
He applied a liberal amount to his rigid cock, and then for good measure, squeezed some onto Steve's tailbone. He tossed the bottle aside, and then used his fingers to work the lube into Steve's ass.
Steve clenched instinctively when Loki glided his fingers over his passage.
"Relax" Loki told him, working his fingers in small circles around the man's tight opening. He saw Steve shake his head. "If it cheers you any, I do know what I'm doing" he said dryly. He pressed one long, thin finger into the other man. Steve drew in a ragged breath, his entire body tightening up.
"Oh, do calm down! I am not hurting you," Loki scolded. "Not yet" he added.
He pulled the finger out and resumed massaging the opening. He slid his fingers down, grazing them lightly over Steve's balls. Steve shivered involuntarily at the touch. Loki repeated the motion more firmly, cupping him with his hand and massaging.
"See? That's not so bad" Loki soothed. He leaned in, inching his cock towards Steve's passage.
Loki squeezed and caressed Steve's balls, making the other man squirm. While Steve was distracted, Loki took himself in hand, and pushed against Steve's opening, pressing the tip inside. Steve gave a cry of surprise, and Loki made a soothing noise, gripping the other man's hip firmly with his free hand.
"Hold very still. This will hurt" Loki warned. Steve tensed. Loki pushed forward firmly, and Steve cried out, gripping the bedcover in his fists.
"Steady" Loki warned. He let go of Steve's balls and gripped the man's his hips firmly with both hands, easing himself all the way in. Steve whimpered in pain and shock, his entire body rigid.
Loki stopped still once his was inside the other man, letting him adjust to the fullness. "Now, is it really so bad?" he asked. He caressed Steve's back for a moment, keeping his hips motionless. His smoothed his hands down to Steve's ass, and grabbed it firmly. He pulled his cock out a little, and Steve sighed with relief.
"Don't relax just yet" Loki said dryly, thrusting in again to his hilt. Steve swore through gritted teeth, his head dropping, shoulders heaving.
Loki slowly repeated the motion. Again and again he pressed inside the other man, and pulled part of the way out. Loki released his grip on Steve's glutes, and caressed his fingers up the other man's back, stepping up his pace.
"Enjoying yourself?" Loki asked lightly.
"Damn it, you know I'm not" Steve hissed
Loki sighed. "You really need to learn to let go." He eased back, pulling his cock almost completely out, wrapped his hand around the base, and then slowly guided just the end in again.
He moved inside Steve in shallow thrusts for several minutes until, almost imperceptibly, some of the tension left the other man's body. Steve's breathing was still tight and shaky, and Loki listened hard until he heard the man's tiny, breathy oh of surprise.
A wicked grin spread across Loki's face. "What was that?" he asked archly.
Steve swallowed a gasp.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Loki goaded.
"No" Steve said flatly.
"Really?" Loki said, feigning surprise. "Well then, we may as well go back to this-" he took his hand off the base of his cock, and resumed pounding Steve's ass with his full length.
Steve tensed again, and gave a groan of discomfort. Loki gripped Steve's hips mercilessly, pushing deep inside with every strong thrust.
"I can make it feel good for you, Captain... all you have to do is ask" Loki said silkily.
"No," Steve sighed, shaking his head, his shoulders slumping "This isn't meant to feel good" he said, his voice tinged with guilt and frustration.
"Of course it is" Loki soothed. He reached around and touched Steve's semi-erect cock, stroking his fingers gently up its length. Steve's breath caught in his throat at the soft touch.
Loki took that as an invitation, and began stroking the man more directly. Loki stroked in time to his own rhythm until Steve was properly hard and breathing steadily.
"That's better" he whispered. He pressed carefully into Steve with every shallow stroke, stimulating him inside and out. Steve gasped and let out a soft moan, ever so slightly leaning into Loki's hand and he started to rock back against him.
"Doesn't that feel good?" Loki insisted.
Steve gave a cry of frustration. "It's a trick" he whispered.
"How so?" Loki asked, smiling.
"It isn't supposed to feel this good. You're tricking me, using magic or something to make me like it" Steve rasped.
Loki laughed heartily. "Oh, you poor naïve thing. You really have no understanding of pleasure, do you?" he rocked forward and grasped Steve's shoulders with both hands, leaning in to whisper in the other man's ear:
"This is no trick. This is not magic. Everything you feel is exactly as your body was designed to feel it. Every jot of pleasure, every sinful desire… it's all yours. Now, are you going to be a man and claim your needs, or are you going to be a cowering little nothing?" Loki taunted.
Steve gritted his teeth and dropped his head, his hands clutching at the bed covers. He breathed hard, confused and angry.
"Do it," he hissed. "Make me believe you."
"Yes!" Loki chuckled, a feral grin splitting his face. "That's the spirit!"
TBC