Warning: Mature content.

"Yes."

He bounded towards me with a desperation in his steps that saw me pulled into his arms with great haste. His lips pressed against mine hard, moving quickly. Force thrust his tongue through my lips. I obliged, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His chest pressed against mine, his arms wrapping around my back, his fingers pressing down, holding onto me with a tight grasp. I closed my eyes, falling into the reverie. My veins pulsed at an intense speed as I felt his touch send my nerves on end. Pulling his lips away from mine, his hot breath hit the nape of my neck, his breathing was loud and raspy as he began pressing his lips against my skin with a hastened pace. I ran my hands down his back, feeling the nooks of it. His lips moved to my collarbone, running along it carefully. His hands unclasped my bra quickly and I let my arms limp to my sides as it fell to the ground. He kicked it to the side, out of the way of his feet. He took one of my nipples in his mouth, playing with the other slowly with his fingers. I moaned and I felt his lips curl into a smile against my bare skin. My hands felt his behind, through his leather pants. But it wasn't enough for me. I slipped my hands under the leather, feeling it with my palms spread open. I pushed him away then, my palms flat on his chest. He stepped back, confused. His eyes were filled with desire and want. His chest heaved up and down as I stepped closer to him again, hurriedly trying to unlace his leather pants. What. The. Hell. Laced up pants shouldn't be this hard. I became frustrated quickly, and he laughed as his hands replaced mine, undoing the remainder of the lace. He pulled his pants off, throwing them aside, not caring where they landed. He pulled me into him again, pressing my breasts against his chest as he dug his lips into my neck. I could feel him pressing against my thigh, getting harder and harder with every kiss that he planted on my skin. He thrust my panties down, letting them fall to my ankles. I ran my hands all over him, my breath hot and hoarse. I began to nibble his ear, sucking on it gently as he moaned loudly. His hands pulled my behind up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me to the bed, kissing me tenderly as he did. Laying me down carefully on the bed, he pulled back the sheets quickly before pressing himself against me in a desperate nature. His hand intertwined with mine, pulling it up above my head on the silk pillow.

"Come on." I said, feeling myself getting impatient. He smiled wickedly, before entering me slowly. I moaned as he did, feeling him fill me up. His mouth fell open as he began to move, up and down. My fingers pressed down on his hand as I used my other hand to press his body against mine completely. His other hand felt my breast with a gentleness that surprised me. His face was concentrated, his eyes closed before they opened quickly, staring directly at me. I could feel myself rising, my walls tightening around him. I wrapped my legs around his waist again, pulling him inside me more. "Don't stop." I said, my voice breaking. He kissed me again, his tongue moving around in my mouth quickly, moving with mine. I gasped, parting our lips as I came. My body arched quickly. I felt him buck as he arched up as well. He filled me and I knew he had reached the top of the mountain too. He buried his head against the side of my face his chest heaved rigorously as he sunk on top of me. He was still inside, his large edifice filling me up. "Again." I said desperately. His lips moulded into a smile against my my skin. I began to move, up and down. He lay sunk against me, beginning to laugh at my eagerness. "Don't disappoint your Queen." I said with force. He kissed my cheek before moving to my lips. In between breaths, I whispered to him, "Harder, faster." My voice reeked with need.

"As you wish my Queen." His wicked smile appeared again, playing on his lips as he lifted himself up, straightening his stance above me. He moved with force now. I pulled my arms around him, my hands clasping onto his skin, my fingernails digging in to hold onto him somehow as he moved quickly. Moans escaped through heavy breaths as he watched me with lustful eyes, his body thrusting harder and faster. The force was just what I wanted, I felt him moving in and out, my walls beginning to tighten once again. I moved with him, the bed beginning to rock slightly at our speed and force.

"Faster." I said again. He did as I said, his pelvis moving with more speed, more thrust as he pushed into me. I felt my nerves begging for more, my mind reeling. I wanted more. I didn't want him to stop. He couldn't stop. I wouldn't let him. I felt an ecstasy, a need overcoming every logical thought that had ever ran through my head. I just needed more. He arched back again, but his eyes stayed on me. I gasped loudly, uncaring of who heard. He kissed me again as he bucked once more, digging himself in further as I felt him fill me up. He pulled his lips away, in desperate need of air. He breathed heavily, his body slumping to my side. He rested his arm across my body. As he moved his pelvis to pull himself out, I glared at him. "Stay." I said forcefully. He smiled wickedly, his pelvis stopping its motions as he remained inside. His legs were pulled up over mine, his arm lying across my stomach. His lips were brushing against the side of my face. He moved his arm that sat across me, resting his palm on one of my breasts. I ran my free hand down the slight abs on his stomach. He watched me with a deep stare, his piercing gaze enough to send me over the top once again. I closed my eyes, trying to regain a sense of control, but all I wanted was for him to climb on top of me again. I let out a deep breath, trying to calm my heaving chest. He laughed. I opened my eyes and looked at him, his face was soft, exhausted and full of happiness. And as we fell asleep, I felt myself drifting into a peace that I had not experienced before.

I felt her hands begin to move. Running their soft touch along my body, down my chest. She stopped, carefully clasping her fingers around it. I smirked. She laughed as she realised I was awake. She sat up, beginning to run her hands up and down, the pace getting quicker and quicker as she went. I felt it harden at her incredible touch. I kept my eyes closed, a smile painted on my lips. I arched my back as she increased the speed, and as I came, I felt her hands press against my bare chest. She pulled herself up, letting me enter her once again. I opened my eyes now, as she sat on top of me.

"My Queen, you wish to go again?" I said, my voice teasing. I wanted nothing more than to be inside of her. And now I was, as she sat in top of me, her hands planted firmly on my chest. She smiled at me lustfully as she began to move. I watched her face, her mouth half open, her eyes closed. The tips of her fingers pressed against my skin every now and then as I felt her tighten in need. She gasped loudly before her shoulders slumped. My chest was heaving once again as I emptied inside of her. I pulled her by the arms on top of me and she smiled, her mind reeling from the pleasure. My hands rested on her behind, feeling it with my slender fingers. She laughed. I could feel her beautiful breasts pressed against my chest, and I sighed happily.

"You're such a little shit." She said, her voice radiating annoyance and jest, before she laughed. I laughed with her.

"I love you too Anne." I said smoothly. She blushed bright red before burying her face in the nape of my neck her lips pressing softly against my skin. Her hands ran down my arms, feeling the subtle muscles that lived there. I felt her chest heave up and down quickly as she laughed happily. My fingers moved from her behind to her sex. I began to brush a finger against her, and she stiffened at the bare touch. I chuckled. I continued to brush against her, feeling her slowly become wetter and wetter. She remained still, her body clenching tightly. I increased the touch, but with one finger. She bit her lip, burying her face once again in my neck. I felt her hot breath hitting my skin as she began to moan. I increased the pressure once more, now pushing a finger into her. She bucked. Her skin moved against mine, her body getting hotter.

"Loki..." She begged. I chuckled. I moved my finger quickly in a circular motion. Her moans increased. She lifted her head, her neck arching backwards. I ran my other hand down her neck softly, she looked at me with pleading eyes, that also hinted that she didn't want me to stop. I laughed. Before pressing my lips against hers. I felt the form of her lips faltering as I entered another finger into her. She pulled up further, unable to keep still from the feeling. Her eyes closed as her brows began to furrow. She bit her lip, pressing them together indefinitely. I moved faster, my fingers working harder until she sat up quickly, her voice breaking as she moaned loudly. I watched her as she slumped back down, her face landing softly against my chest. I kept my fingers inside and she didn't protest. She lay exhausted against me, before she slowly drifted back into sleep. I carefully pulled my fingers out, not wanting to wake her as she slept on my chest, both her hands curled around my neck. One of her legs was hitched up, the other lying straightened, intertwined with mine. I used one of my hands to hold her hitched leg in place, as I licked my other fingers. The taste was wonderful. She squirmed slightly, a soft moan emanating from her throat, her sex moved to touch mine and I felt an intoxicating tingling sensation build as we touched. But she looked so perfect and serene as she slept, so I let her continue dreaming.