Chapter Six

Heat

Loki could not stay away from Lilah. He found that he was always with her, not wanting to leave her company. Lilah seemed never to leave him as well, not wanting to be without him. It made him feel content, more content than he had been in a long time. Lilah accepted him, even though he had told her nothing of his past. He knew he would have to tell her one day, but he prayed that day would not come too soon. She made him feel welcome, and loved. What a pleasing feeling this attraction was. He found he was smiling a lot more now, just being in her presence made him feel relaxed and … normal.

They spent a lot of time, kissing and learning each other's bodies, finding sensitive zones and which spot would make her moan. There was nothing more exquisite than holding her, kissing her, caressing her. Her voice soothed him, her smile healed him, and her touch undid him. She was his world now, and he would do anything to keep her.

Occasionally his thoughts would turn to Asgard, and to his 'family', which only put him in a bitter mood. Though, as soon as Lilah saw that his attitude had turned bitter, she would be there, kissing him, making all coherent thoughts scatter and disappear. She never asked what was wrong, just silently accepted that he would eventually tell her. She trusted him without reservation. Loki wanted to tell her and reveal all to her, but as much as he hated to admit it, he was afraid. He was afraid she would spurn him like everyone else had when they had found out his true lineage, his true past. Though his 'family' had claimed to love him, he knew that they always watched him, waiting for him to turn. Was it such a surprise to them that he had done what he did?

Though he had been sleeping in an arm chair for most of his stay, after their kiss in the grove, Lilah had invited him to sleep in her bed. The shy and hesitant way she had asked him had made his heart flutter. Sleeping in her bed seemed to be both a gift and a curse. Though he was more than happy to be so intimately close to her, some nights he could not get to sleep for his arousal for her would keep him awake. No matter how much he wanted to have her, he would not pressure her. Loki wanted Lilah to initiate it.

Lilah could hardly believe how cheerful she was. Loki was finally opening up to her. Each kiss they shared was a blessing, a gift. Each moment they were together made her heart and soul cry out with joy. She could no longer deny that she was in love with Loki. He was her everything, and she would never let him go.

Now that he was opening up to her, though she still knew nothing of his past or where he came from, another side to him was shining through. He had a very mischievous side to him. Sometimes when Lilah was gardening in her grove, she would sometimes find her tools missing or misplaced. She would search for them, and always come back empty handed. Though when she got back to her work, she would find them in her spot, waiting for her. Loki would not be far away either, smirking at her. What a naughty man.

When Lilah had invited him to share her bed with her, instead of sleeping in that confounded arm chair, Lilah had never felt more nervous in her life. She'd never asked a man to sleep with her before. Lilah had stumbled over her words, and had fidgeted a great deal. Loki had found it endearing, but Lilah had felt like an idiot. But it did not stop him from climbing into her bed and holding her like she was the world to him. However, some nights she would lie awake, her hunger for him keeping her from slumber. She knew that he desired her as well, for she could feel his arousal poking into her at times. Lilah wanted to give herself to him, but she was unsure of how to initiate it. And if she did, would he laugh at her attempts?

One morning, Lilah was watching Loki sleep. He had removed his leather armour and wore only his undershirt and pants. He's so handsome, so beautiful. Her hands came up to touch his face, stroking his cheek tenderly. She moved in closer to kiss him, unable to resist temptation. Before she could kiss him, his eyes opened, catching her in the act. Her heart stilled at those piercing eyes, staring into her soul. With just one look he could steal her breath away.

"Loki," she whispered, "Kiss me."

Loki immediately pulled Lilah into his arms and kissed her passionately. Lilah moaned into his mouth, a fire building within her. His arms came around her, pulling her to his chest. She wantonly pressed herself to him, rubbing shamelessly against him. Loki pushed himself upon her, pinning Lilah beneath him. Her hands held on to him tightly, not wanting to let go. She kissed him without abandon, loving the ecstasy he brought her with his lips and tongue. One hand slid up her thigh, under her dress. Her breathing quickened as she felt his hand dangerously close to her most sacred area. Loki sensed her slight distress and continued his journey upward. His hand caressed her waist, to her rib cage and then upon her breasts. Lilah moaned as he gently caressed them. Her body felt like molten lava despite Loki's cold touch.

"Lilah," he breathed, his voice laden with desire. Oh Gods… The feel of her perfect breast in his palm was almost more than Loki could bear. He wanted nothing more than to strip them both of their clothing and have his way with her. He craved to be inside her, stroking her with his shaft. He wanted to bring her to the height of ecstasy, to pleasure her until there was nothing between them but their bodies. "Lilah," he whispered again.

"Mmm?" Lilah half-heartedly answered, too busy trying to kiss him.

"Lilah, my little minx," he chuckled, "If we continue for much longer, I will not be able to hold myself back from ravishing you."

Lilah slowly stopped her attentions and looked up into his eyes. There was definitely desire in those beautiful eyes, but there was also uncertainty. Loki removed his hand from upon her breast. No, he would not take her until she was completely sure that that was what she wanted. He would not be a beast and take her when she was not entirely ready.

"I … I am sorry," she whispered, an embarrassed blush across her lovely cheekbones. Why was she apologising? Loki shook his head. Why must women be so confusing?

"There is nothing to apologise for, my dear," Loki kissed her forehead, trying to reassure her. She snuggled into his embrace. Loki held her tightly, grateful for having this woman in his life. He did not want to think what he would do without her beside him. Soon, they both fell back asleep, both unsatisfied and a little frustrated. Loki was a patient man, and Lilah was worth the wait.

I love you.