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The princess wandered around the Great Hall, smiling and chatting with partygoers. Settling against a wall, the bronze beauty began to speak to a handsome Asgardian warrior.
As she chatted with the warrior her amber eyes danced around the room, looking for a splash of emerald in the sea of gold. The princess frowned minusculy when she did not see her prince, her attention returning to the warrior.
His name was Gunner and his brunette hair was long and tied away from his face. He was wearing formal armor and his hazel eyes were bright. The warrior leaned over her with an arm against the wall, his bicep bulging. Andromeda smiled prettily at Gunner, batting her lashes. She wasn't really listening to what he said, but if she looked nice enough it wouldn't matter if she didn't reply. Suddenly, Gunner stopped talking and his eyes widened.
The princess furrowed her eyebrows as the warrior bowed, only to have her questions answered a moment later. Gunner straightened his posture before sputtering, "Prince Loki." The princess turned her head to see Asgard's youngest prince standing behind her.
The green-eyed trickster stared deep into her eyes as he waved a hand at the warrior, making the burly man all but run from them. Andromeda frowned as she turned fully before bowing her head mockingly. "Prince Loki." She addressed him formally, before stubbornly turning away.
"Princess." He nodded to the short woman with his eyes gleaming. The prince smirked as he studied the princess' furrowed brow and slight pout. It was obvious that she was trying not to look at him. Loki chuckled to himself, placing his arms behind his back. "How is your first Asgardian feast?" The dark prince inquired with a raised brow.
Andromeda's eyes danced to his face for a beat before returning to the ballroom floor. She crossed her arms, "It is fine." She replied curtly, her head held high.
"Oh little Andromeda," The prince nearly cooed, stepping closer to the bronze girl. He stood beside her and observed the sight of people dancing before them. "Are you upset with me?" He questioned, a light smile on his face.
"Do you care?" Andromeda retorted, scoffing. She quickly added in an even tone, "I would think the feelings of a mere mortal would not matter to the almighty God of Misconduct."
Loki lightly chuckled before correcting her, "Mischief, Princess."
The beauty rolled her eyes. "It could be misbehavior for all I care," The princess responded curtly before rushing to add, "Your highness."
The prince smiled before offering his arm to her. "Dance with me."
Andromeda rolled her eyes, uttering a "No."
Loki chuckled lowly, his teeth gleaming. "I insist." Fiery embers glared into green orbs as the princess resisted once more. With a roll of his eyes and a flick of his wrist Andromeda felt her spine straighten and found herself walking to the middle of the floor against her will. The sorcerer pulled her to him, one of his hands on her waist and the other clutching her's as he swayed with her.
"Snake!" Andromeda sneered, glaring at the prince as she regained control of her body.
The prince smirked at her and laughed at her anger. "Little girl, how you scar me." He teased, making Andromeda's eyes glare into his.
As they swayed, Loki's green eyes travelled to her neck then narrowed. Andromeda smirked at his realization but said nothing. The grip on her waist seemed to grow tighter and she felt the familiar cold of magic on her neck.
"My little princess." He muttered as the cold sensation disappeared.
Andromeda frowned, her eyes moving from his. "I am not yours anymore, Prince Loki. Nor am I little."
Their dance stopped and Prince Loki placed a hand under Andromeda's chin making her look up at him. "You'll always be mine, Andromeda." He whispered, his fingers trailing down to brush over the emerald at the column of her neck. His green eyes beamed into her's as he muttered, "Always."
The princess bit her lip as she tried to look for a sign of a lie in his eyes. Finding no cloud nor fallacy she simply frowned, the thought of her betrothed suddenly in her head. "What if," She breathed, her eyes suddenly sad, "I can't be?"
Loki stared at her in silence for a beat, his eyes flicking across her face. He let go off her and took a step back before clenching his jaw. He held a pale hand out to her without saying a word and Andromeda looked down at it for only a moment before placing her hand in his. The Great Hall seemed to blur around them as Andromeda kept her eyes on his and when the princess looked away from him, they were in his chambers.
"Now that we are alone," Loki started, his eyes focused on her face. "What do you mean, Princess?"
Andromeda bit her lip once more, her fingers brushing her dress nervously. "I cannot be yours." She muttered, walking around the room.
Loki rolled his eyes as she childishly avoided looking at him. "Why not?" He inquired slowly, walking over to the princess. Her head was turned, as she was examining his bookcase, and she did not see him next to her. "I am mortal." Andromeda replied simply, only to jump when she saw how close she was to him.
Prince Loki chuckled at the action, looking down his nose at the short woman. "There are…" He paused with a smirk, "Remedies for your ailment."
"Really?" Andromeda blinked in surprise, her face flushing as Loki twirled one of her curl that had come loose around his finger. "H-h-how?" She finished, sputtering.
"A potion that can only be made by Odin himself." The dark prince answered before frowning to himself. "Did I make you cry, little princess?" He asked suddenly, catching Andromeda off guard. One of his fingers trailed along her cheek as he awaited her answer.
She silently nodded her eyes downcast. "It's alright." The princess smiled half-heartedly, "They were not the first tears I have cried over you."
"Oh?" Loki's eyebrows raised. He lifted her face up once again, "They were not?"
Andromeda shook her head, sighing. She walked away from him then, walking to the wooden-posted bed in the middle of the room. Her hands ran along the dark, wooden pillars of the bed as she bit her lip. "I always thought," She paused, and furrowed her brows, "You'd come back." She said, barely above a whisper. "But when you didn't, I cried and cried. I cried so much my mother thought I had gone mad. And maybe I had…" The bronze woman shook her head, a humorless laugh coming from her lips. "To think that you'd-" She stopped herself and covered her mouth with her hand. The princess did not dare look back as she felt his presence behind her, nor did she turn around when she felt cold fingers trailing down her spine.
"I'd what?" She heard him purr behind her, his fingers now tracing the skin of her bare shoulder.
"You'd save me." Andromeda uttered and he tsked, running his hands down her arms.
"I did save you, silly little girl." He murmured, seemingly into the side of her neck.
"Not in that way." Andromeda breathed, nearly sighing as his lips brushed against her shoulder. Her eyes fluttered closed as she continued, "Not in the way I wanted…"
Loki hummed as he breathed in her scent of roses. "How did you want me…" He paused, smirking to himself as he kissed her neck, "To save you?"
Andromeda's eyes shot open as she was reminded of her engagement. She quickly pushed herself away from the prince with wide eyes. Catching her breath she blurted, "I'm betrothed."
Prince Loki's eyes narrowed as his eyes. "What?"
"I'm betrothed." She repeated, adding, "To my uncle."
The prince sneered, "How barbaric." He walked towards her once more but she back away.
"I can not," Andromeda sputtered, "Excuse me, I must leave Prince Loki." The prince said nothing in reply as he kept walking towards her, like a lion to a lamb. "This is very inappropriate and I apologize for not telling you soon-" Andromeda stopped once she her back hit a wall. "Gods forgive me." The princess muttered to herself, before continuing louder. "Everyone is probably waiting for us in the Hall and-" The princess paused once again as one of the prince's hands settled in her hair, pulling her head back, his other hand was on her waist.
In the quiet room, the only sound Andromeda could hear was her own breathing and heart beat, the latter seemed to be the louder of the two. As Loki pressed his lips to hers, Andromeda's body was consumed in a fiery heat. Her eyes fluttered closed as his tongue began to prod her mouth, licking at every crevice. Andromeda shyly tried to mimic his actions. The princess almost jumped when a hand rubbed at her backside.
Prince Loki pulled away from her with chuckle. "How endearing," He smirked mockingly, "You haven't been touched yet."
Andromeda frowned and furrowed her brows, her face flushing embarrassingly. Her chest was heaving from the kiss and her cheeks seemed to be tinted red, along with her lips. "Well sorry I am not as experienced as you, my prince." She rolled her eyes in a huff.
The dark prince chuckled once more rubbing her hips through her dress. "I am just teasing little princess, forgive me."
The princess' face flushed even more as Loki kneeled in front of her. "What are you doing?!" She exclaimed as his hands went under her white dress. He shushed her as his fingers trailed up her legs. "Don't tell me to be-oh!" Andromeda gasped as his fingers groped her most intimate place. Her hands clamped down on his shoulders as her mouth fell open. Loki smirked up at her as his fingers brushed against the princess' clitoris.
Andromeda's head flung back to the wall as Loki entered a finger into her. The new sensation was exhilarating and frightening at the same time. The woman could feel herself bucking into Loki's finger but she felt like she had no control of her body.
Loki stood, not ceasing in his actions, and watched the princess' face consumed in complete ecstasy. He leaned forward and buried his head in her neck, breathing in her scent. She felt so wet and tight around his fingers and her wetness dripped down her legs as he added another finger to her heat. As he nuzzled into her neck, the princess let out a whimper, making the prince's jaw clench. His erection seemed to throb at the sound of his little Andromeda's pleasure.
A strange feeling began to bubble in Andromeda's lower abdomen. Every muscle in her body began to tighten and her vision start to fade. "Loki…!" She muttered, her nails burying in his shoulders.
The dark prince smirked at the feeling of her cubt tightening around his fingers. "That's it Andromeda," He purred into her ear, "Cum for your prince."
With a final rub of her clitoris and an arch of his fingers, Andromeda had her first orgasm. Overwhelmed tears ran down her cheeks and her whole body shook, almost violently. A cry left her bruised lips as Loki nipped at her jaw.
As Andromeda caught her breath, her eyes remained closed, embarrassed of her behavior. When her eyes slowly blinked open, green orbs were burning holes into her. Loki stared at her as he lifted his fingers to his lips and sucked her off of them. Andromeda gasped at the lewd gesture only to be silenced a beat later by the prince's lips. He forced his tongue into her mouth once again, making her taste herself. The princess was disgusted but slightly aroused by the kiss as her arms went around her prince's neck. She was pressed to the wall once more by the prince, though this time she could feel his arousal pressed against her.
Andromeda panicked, for the prince was very well endowed. Pulling away from the kiss and pushing him away, Andromeda all but ran from Loki. At the door the princess turned around to face Loki, only to see him watching her amusedly. She cleared her throat and smoothed down her dress before bowing her head. "Goodnight." She muttered leaving his chambers.