Trapped behind beams of Moonlight
A/N: Welcome back True Believers! And greetings to any new comers!
In this installment, there is more story development but plenty of the usual fair. There's more than a few feels in this one too. Gotta have the feels where Loki is concerned… Poor guy needs a hug, as well as kick in the ass! lol So enjoy and as always… feel free to review.
Loki awakens to discover the day has left them and night has fallen. Ivy is still resting on his chest. Her lovely face is all the more beautiful as the light of Midgard's single full moon shines down in beams through the canopy of the oak tree they are sleeping under. He looks down and notices his cock is at full attention. Ivy stirs and awakens.
"Well, good morning, Lover." Poison Ivy says as she turns and looks up into Loki's face. His pale skin seems to glow in the shadows of the oak.
"It is evening… or rather midnight, my Flower… but good all the same." Loki replies with a smile and they kiss gently.
"Anytime is a good time with you around." Ivy retorts then she kisses Loki passionately and sucks on his lower lip. Her leg rubs against the front of his thigh and then brushes against his manhood. Ivy breaks the kiss and looks down at his erect member. She smiles and wraps her left hand around the thick shaft.
"Always a good time." She reiterates with a grin as she looks Loki in the eyes. She then strokes him slowly and Loki bites his lower lip at the sensation. She then kisses her way down his toned lithe torso. Her tongue swirls around his belly button and Loki finds himself swallowing.
"Indeed." He says then moans softly as she starts to lick him. His cock disappears into her mouth and a gasp escapes his. Her suckling is slow and deliberate. The suction is steady and increasing as this continues. She brings him to the edge as she uses her tongue then teeth on him. Loki moans and tilts his head back as he gets close. He wants to fill her mouth again… Her quim, her womb, even her ass of she'd let him… He wants to see her lying beneath him once more as his seed spurts forth to coat her breasts and torso.
"Not yet." She says suddenly after releasing his cock with a pop. Loki is disappointed. He was so close, he could taste it!
"Come now, my Flower… let's see this to completion." Loki urges her as he motions to his sizable erection.
"No." She replies sternly then.
"And why not?" Loki inquires curiously.
"Because I say so. If you don't like me being a 'tease-only' until you make an honest woman of me… then leave… and don't come back until you're serious." Ivy then says as she stands tall on her knees before the reclining god.
"What?" Loki asks puzzled. A dangerous edge starts to creep into his voice.
"I'm not going to be your whore, Loki." Poison Ivy then says as she crosses her arms under her breasts. Loki can't help but eye her as she defies him.
"You are not THAT." Loki starts in distain then his voice gets softer. "You are my sweet Flower who needs such tenderness-"
"No more flattery! Either propose to me… or leave." Ivy insists stubbornly.
"Forcing me to make a choice is a very poor decision, Ms. Isley." Loki then says with such chill in his words that Poison Ivy shivers involuntarily.
"Perhaps I'm not making myself clear-" She starts, sounding tough.
"No! Your intent is perfectly clear to me…" Loki cuts her off. Ivy flinches slightly. His voice sharp and biting. "The fault is mine…" He then adds softly.
"I should have stated, right from the beginning, what MY intent truly was…" Loki then continues. "I can see more than just lust in your eyes. After all, you have gone for so long without any companionship of any kind. I just wanted to remind you that Life has its fun times as well." Loki finishes with a smile.
"Am I nothing more than an amusement to you, Trickster? Yeah, I know what everyone calls you." Poison Ivy then says. Her own words now biting and bitter.
"You are Mortal. I am a God… of course you are an amusement." Loki huffs.
"And if I DO wind up pregnant… what then? Do you just take off and forget about me and our child?" Ivy then lashes out. Loki sighs. They don't usually get attached this quickly.
"I wouldn't forget about you or our child… if you DO wind up bearing my child that is." Loki starts. "I would make sure you have sufficient means to care for my child until said child reaches a certain age… then I instruct him or her in the ways of Asgardian Magic, if they show a knack for it, as well as how to defend one's self. I DON'T plan on being an absentee father. Especially not if we conceive a child together. I DO want to be a part of your life for as long as you will have me… but if this is the end… then thank you for the wonderful time we've already spent together." Loki finishes and starts to shift so he can stand.
"Wait!" Ivy says a bit desperately as she catches his left hand. For all her bravado, Ivy would rather have Loki remain here with her. "I'm sorry… it's just that…"
"You're afraid." Loki states simply as he stands before the kneeling woman.
"Yes… of being hurt." She says and lowers her gaze.
"Of being alone." Loki says as he watches her hug herself sadly. He sighs and places his right hand under her chin and lifts it so that her green eyes look up at him with such sorrow. "My sweet Flower… release your worries and rejoice… for I am with you right now and there's no other place I'd rather be." Loki smiles warmly and helps her stand before him.
"Do you mean that? Or am I talking to the Liesmith now?" Ivy then asks as her arms wrap tighter around her shapely body.
"This is why I said falling in love with me is a dangerous trap." Loki says with another sigh. This one slightly more exasperated.
"I-I'm not in love with you!" Ivy huffs suddenly flustered by the god's words.
"Oh? And insisting on me wedding you isn't because you love me and want me bound to you and you alone?" Loki snips with a slight amused smile.
"That's not what… It's not like that… it's… it's…" Ivy tries to find the words but she can't. Maybe in the short time they've been together she HAS fallen in love with him. Could that really be the case? The only thing Poison Ivy knows is that he has shown her a few wonderful sexy moments. "I just don't want you running off and NEVER coming back." She finally manages and blushes a deep pink. Loki smiles at her then.
"Addicted to me, I see?" He says with a slight chuckle and reaches out to take the foolish and lovely redhead into his arms. Ivy lets him though she is stiff against him at first.
"Yes." She breathes out finally. Loki sniffs her hair and runs his large hands over her shapely figure. "Very much so…" She whispers as her arms encircle his neck and her hands find their way into his wild dark tresses. "I just want you to make love to me OFTEN… and ONLY to me." She then says with a slight pout.
"I can promise that I WILL make love to you as often as you desire…" Loki starts as he whispers into her ear. His breath along her neck sends a shiver through Ivy's body at the anticipation of what he may do next. "But, as I stated before… I CANNOT be contained. Either take what is offered or get nothing, my Flower."
"So I'm nothing more than another 'notch on your belt' that you'll forget about as soon as you leave me?" Ivy asks her eyes waver as tears glint within them.
"Hardly…" Loki huffs… then he sighs and holds her face in his hands. "You are VERY memorable, my Flower. Dare I say… that I shall recall our times together a thousand years hence!" The tears slip from Ivy's eyes at the god's declaration.
"I do love you, my God of Desire." Ivy starts meekly then she sucks on her lower lip debating on how exactly she wants her next words to come out. "Will you… will you please honor me by planting your seed in me until I bear you a son?" She then asks humbly to the god she has fallen so swiftly for.
"Why should I grant you this request?" Loki says raising an eyebrow and looking disinterested… though truthfully he had hoped she'd come to this sooner or later. He does rather wish to experiment the possibility of impregnating a Mortal woman.
"Since I can't have 'you' fully in my life… I at least want a part of you to hold and cherish." Ivy then says as she presses her body against his. Loki can feel the heat rising within her. It causes his manhood to twitch in anticipation.
"You willingly want to bear my child?" He then asks curiously.
"Yes." Her voice comes out seductive and certain.
"And once you've given birth… if I so desire for you to bear more-" He begins.
"I will! I'll have has many children as you desire to plant in me. Just don't leave my bed." Ivy then says and kisses Loki's neck as she presses herself against him more vigorously. If she could, Ivy would melt into the God of Mischief.
"There's one thing then… one final test to resolve the merit of your choice." Loki starts as he looks at her a tad coolly.
"Say it." Ivy whispers clinging to him fearing that he'll flee.
"You haven't really seen the 'real' me, my sweet Flower." Loki says and frowns sadly down at her as he traces her jaw with his knuckles. He can see the question in her eyes. "It's something you have to see… and once you do, you may change your mind about bearing my children."
"Show me, please. I want to see. I want to know. Please, show me, Loki." Ivy says pleadingly as her hands hold his face.
"Since my Flower asked so nicely…" Loki then starts softly. Ivy watches as he closes his eyes and his pale skin begins to turn blue. She gasps as she feels the chill of his bare body against hers. It causes her nipples to stiffen instantly and though he is cold to touch, it elicits an excitement within her causing her core to flare with new heat. She eyes the light blue skin and runs her fingers over the various ridges on his face, shoulders, chest, and torso.
She steps away to look at his now blue cock, erect and wanting, nestled in the nest of black hair. The tip is now an indigo color as are his lips. He opens his eyes and Ivy gasps in awe to see they are a bright red. She can make out the slightly darker red irises and she sees the sad look in them as well.
"If you do not wish to continue frolicking with a Jotun… a monster… then I understand whole-heartedly." Loki says a bit sadly as he pulls away further, but Ivy pulls on his hands and throws herself upon his chest. She gasps at the chill and gives him a seductive look with her deep green eyes.
"Make love to me as you are now, please, Loki." Ivy asks as she clings to him.
"As you wish, my sweet Flower… though plants whither under the touch of frost." Loki says with a knowing smirk. His voice is deep and silky and his red eyes then spark with a renewed fire.
"I'm hardier than most plants." Ivy says and kisses him passionately.
"Since you don't fear my true nature… We shall make love everyday until my seed takes root and you bear fruit, my sweet Flower." Loki whispers and then kisses Poison Ivy deeply as she folds her arms and legs around him. She moans so prettily as the chill causes her body to shiver against him. Loki picks her up and sets her back against the tree as gently as possible. The bark scratches at her skin, but Ivy doesn't mind it. Not as she feels the cold touch of his skin everywhere upon her. Her now blue God of Desire is worshipping her right this second and all thoughts fly away expect those of him, his marvelous tongue, and his glorious cock.
"OOHHH!" Ivy moans as Loki slides his cock inside of her. The intrusion of cold is exciting and stimulates her like never before. The feel of him within her is beyond satisfying… it's perfect!
"Oh, my Flower." Loki moans as she tightens down around him with her heat as he slowly thrusts up into her. His hands are cradling her thighs as her arms hold tight to his shoulders. "Oh my sweet beautiful Flower." Loki continues to chant between the kisses as he makes love to this amazing, complicated woman.
"OH! My GOD! YES!" Ivy cries out as Loki increases his speed. Ivy kisses at his mouth ravenously. Her hips move trying to get more of him within her. She wants to melt into him… become one being in this perfect moment under beams of moonlight. To be trapped in his chilly embrace forever.
"Don't stop." Her voice comes breathy as she urges him on. "Right there! YES! Give me everything you've got! AHH!" Ivy then adds and her head goes back as she orgasms. Her walls clench down and she gets hotter within. Loki can't hold back anymore… He ejaculates deep within her. It's cold and he can feel it contrast with her heat. He then holds her close and lowers them both to the ground. He remains sheathed within her. He then chuckles.
"What's so funny?" Ivy inquires as she is now straddling him.
"Just curious to see how our child will turn out. Me being half Frost Giant and all… and you…" Loki starts and caresses Ivy's face tenderly. "You personify Summer whilst I am Winter. A curious thought, no?"
"Should I be concerned about birth defects? Or are you even fertile?"
"Oh, I'm fertile."
"So are the myths true? Did a horse rape you?"
"No, that is utter nonsense."
"Then how did the horse, the Midgard Serpent, and the Fenris Wolf come into being?"
"I used my sorcery and Necromancy to create Sleipnir for Odin's Nameday. I believe you call the practice a 'birthday' here. The Serpent… I also created using sorcery and did so as a jest to rile up Thor. As for the Wolf… I haven't a clue where that comes from. You Mortals do like to entertain yourselves in odd ways."
"And the Goddess of Death, Hela? Or Hel?"
"That one is a bit more… complicated… I 'created' her from the clay of Niflheim then tricked Hades into relinquishing his right to the Throne of Death and placed her upon it instead. If that makes me 'the Father of Death' then I suppose I am."
"You said that you knew you were fertile… so how many children DO you have?"
"I'm not certain… I know of at least one… and should you conceive, my sweet Flower…" Loki starts and nuzzles Ivy's neck with his cold nose. "Then I will be attentive to our child… and to you." He finishes and feathers cool kisses along Ivy's warm neck. She moans softly and tightens her core upon him. His chilly cock quickly stiffens as he then kisses her full lips tenderly. He breaks away for some air and stares at her with hungry red eyes.
"I'm going to enjoy this 'planting season' while it lasts." Loki then says and thrusts up into her slowly. Ivy's moans grow louder and more lustful.
"Oh! Loki! Ahh! YES!" Her cries continue and grow as he helps her roll her hips in a rhythm to meet his upward thrusts. He looks down to watch his blue manhood disappear into her rosy pink slit with each thrust. It amazes him that she can bury his full ten-plus inch length within her!
"Damnit all, Woman! I want to never stop fucking you!" Loki declares as his head goes back and his eyes shut tight. Her slick walls grip his member in a tight squeeze and suddenly his frosty ejaculate fills her yet again. Ivy moans and shivers as she wiggles on top of him riding the afterglow. She then collapses on top of him and they kiss deeply.
"Then don't leave me and we can do this for a long time." Ivy says breathy as she runs her hands through his hair. Her lips ghost over his.
"My dear Flower… I'm nearly eleven hundred years old and still have nearly four thousand years left in my lifespan… but it would be nice to make love to you for all that time and beyond." Loki whispers with a desirous growl and kisses her neck.
"Then… when we do have children… How long do you think they'll live?" She asks curiously.
"Honestly? I don't know. I've never impregnated a Mortal before." Loki replies with a shrug.
"Then just who did you impregnate with the one child you do know about?" Ivy then asks as she pulls away.
"A serving girl. I've fucked every fair-faced servant, both male and female, in the palace on Asgard." Loki starts nonchalantly. "The first girl I ever slept with wound up becoming pregnant and my father found out and punished me for my 'indiscretion' by forcing me to make and give her a special tea to 'terminate' such a thing." Loki then sighs. "From then on… I had every female drink the prepared tea after spending an evening in my bed… and thankfully there are no such concerns with spilling my seed inside other males."
"Sounds like you've got everything figured out." Ivy then comments.
"Well, with the amount of time I have on my hands, I've calculated my odds in everything I do. Hel, the only time I don't think is when I fuck." Loki then says and presses his deeper blue lips to Ivy's. His cool tongue swirls around hers as his chilly hands flow up her curves. She moans into his mouth then shivers on top of him. Loki then pushes her away gently.
"It is too dangerous to continue while I am in this form." Loki says with a frown and his flesh starts to change back slowly fading from pale blue to the milky white pallor Ivy is used to seeing.
"But I rather enjoyed your cool touch." Ivy pouts as her hands flow over his torso. Loki's now blue eyes look at her curiously.
"You are serious?" He asks puzzled. "You didn't think me vile or monstrous?"
"Of course I'm serious! And you were beautiful… hell, you're always beautiful." Ivy says finding his insecurity a bit foolish. "You really do hate yourself, don't you?" She then says and strokes his now sullen face.
"I do not wish to discuss THAT." He says and rolls her off of him. He then stands and waves his hands over his form causing his Asgardian garb to reappear. "Now if you will excuse me… I wish to be left alone for awhile." He says a bit bitterly and vanishes in a blue flash. Ivy is left naked and on her knees with a sad expression upon her face. She hugs herself wishing she had never uttered a word about his insecurity. She now knows talking about it is a taboo subject. She decides to give him his space for a while… and the next time she sees him, she'll make up for her foolishness… or so she hopes he will return.
