Sorceress of the trees: Loki is playing the lets confuse the hell out of everyone game. Hehe

Loki's dreamer: he is though. ;)

Doctor Loki love: is he really?! I didn't notice. Demos is a bastard.

Chapter 10

Cephera hadn't spoken to Loki since that first day in his room. A part of her was surprised by his actions yet at the same time she was not. Since he first had placed his intimate touch on her person she knew it would not end there. Deep down she had known. She enjoyed his touch and feared it as well. It was true she had grown attached to him even before he took any real notice of her but that didn't constitute her continued openness toward his new found love of touching her. But then she was his to do with as he saw fit. She was sure Odin never thought that would be one of the things his son would have had in mind but Cephera certainly wasn't planning to tell him.

She thought of earth then. Their encounter on the bathroom floor. She wondered if the tesseract had been the only thing to make him so brazen that day. Before that he had only ever tasted her womanhood but that day he had nearly fucked her completely. She had given her first and so far only blow job and came closer then she ever thought possible to actually having his length inside her. Now that he was home and free he seemed to have found a comfortable level where he could touch her without hesitating. It excited her. Every time she was in his presence she almost wished he would but so far this past month he had done nothing. She continued all her duties as they were before as if nothing had changed.

Cephera woke this day and dressed. Since her new found shamelessness in his presence she no longer bothered wearing her under dress to bed but instead she wore a modest night gown of a light lilac colour. She was headed to the market with a list he had provided for her. It had on it herbs and liquids she had not seen him purchase before. On her way down passed the great hall she was stopped in her tracks as Thor said her name. She turned and bowed at the blond prince who would someday be king.

"I am aware that this is unorthodox but due to the fact we share common friends I would hate not to ask from time to time if my brother is treating you well?" Thor said when she straightening from her bow.

"Yes my prince. As if we hadn't seen in each other in any other state but master and servant." She replied. It was true. He wasn't treating her any differently then he had before his exile aside from the semi sexual content but sometimes masters did those things with servants and therefore she still had not lied.

"Good. If I am to travel back to Midgard I will let them know you are well." Thor said no more as he turned and walked away. Cephera sucked on her lower lip a moment before leaving.

By midday she had retrieved the items he requested, cleaned all his chambers and was finishing up in his tower when Loki appeared. She bowed politely and said nothing as she went back to her sweeping. He had made a great mess of some sparkling dust the night before and it seemed no matter how much she swept it did nothing more then relocate it.

She could feel his eyes on her and she was instantly aware that the atmosphere in the room had changed. He was silently waiting for her attention. She gave it as soon as she realized and her eyes came up to look at his. Loki smiled as soon as she did so. "Did you get everything on my list?" He asked her moving ever so slowly toward her.

"Yes my prince." She replied her eyes still on him.

"And it's all neatly put away?" He continued while still getting closer.

"Yes." She said again with a nod. He was only a mere arms length away from her now.

"Would you like a reward for being a good girl?" Cephera was unsure she liked his tone. He almost made it sound like she was a dog.

"Of course not my prince. Everything I do is my duty to do. It is not done for rewards or gifts." Cephera squeaked when he pushed her back with his entire body and pinned her to the shelf behind her. A few books came clattering down around her.

"Do you allow this because I am your master?" He asked huskily, referring to his hand that had found its way under her skirts and was now rubbing against her sex.

"No." She said in a little gasp as he touched her in a very pleasing way.

"You allow it for the enjoyment then?" He continued his twenty questions game. She nodded. "Do you enjoy other men's hands on you this way?" His voice held an odd growl like tone to it.

"I've never allowed another man to touch me as you do." She said her voice shaking, her legs were also shaking and his fingers slowly slid beneath the fabric of her underwear. She heard her own gasps and sighs and closed her eyes.

"And why is that?" Loki fingered her to cry out before she answered.

"Because I belong only to you." She told him remembering his words to her on the bathroom floor. His hand withdrew from her skirts and she was surprised and a little disappointed at the sudden removal and ceasing of her pleasure. But her momentary disappointment didn't last long he spun her and set her to sit upon his alchemy work top. He hiked up her skirts and he disappeared below them.

She felt his hands rest on her hips and pulled her underwear from her body. His tongue was hot and wonderful when it made contact with her womanhood and she cried out when he attacked it with renewed vigour. She felt his finger prob her entrance and she found she didn't really care as he slipped it inside her. He moved it in such a way she found herself on her back reeling in ecstasy. She tossed her head back and forth the closer she came to climaxing. He didn't seem to want to stop. He continued his movements in sync with one another until she was shaking and quivering and cumming hard. She yelled out again and again her nails digging into the wood.

She felt his grin against her thigh as she began to settle down. He stood up straight and was looking down at her. His finger grazed her overly sensitive nub, her legs still spread wide and her sex completely open for viewing. He seemed to be admiring the sight a moment longer before he turned from her. "That was your reward. You may go back to your work but you are no longer to wear your undergarments. I want you to feel your own juices as they glide down your thighs and remember who made it so." He said all this while walking away and settling in behind his desk.

Cephera got down off the work table and fixed her skirts before doing as she was told. The entire time she worked she did think of him, her still dripping cunt and his tongue that made her that way.

The damn woman had become quite a distraction. He had tried to avoid her or ignore her after that first night but it had all been for naught. He was unable to contain himself in her presence for long. His little display up in the tower only proved to him how much power she held over him and she didn't even know it. Such an innocent little thing still despite his sexual intrigues.

He arranged for her to come to his room that night. He watched her bow and then she peered up at him with those lovely violet eyes. Loki motioned for her to follow him. She did as she was bide without hesitation. Loki lay down on his back upon his bed. "I want to feel your mouth on me." He told her untying his pants to free his semi erect cock. Her immediate movement to get on the bed between his legs made him smile and he almost moaned as well. She was so eager to please him. Her hand was warm as she slid it over his shaft making him grow harder. She gripped him and made small caressing motions to bring him to his full readiness.

He was settled on his pillows in such a way he had a great view of her while she continued using her hand to please him. Her motions were still unpracticed but he liked that. It was sometimes rather annoying when a whore would display her over confidence in her moves that would have pleased other men reminding him he was not the only one they had serviced. For him what she lacked in experience only reminded him of how only he got to enjoy her.

He'd been in a hurry on Midgard. He hadn't initially thought of having her but when he had her strip he knew he wanted to. He had little time and wanted to find release against her. At first he'd been determined to cum in her mouth but he changed his mind. He very nearly lost his mind and had momentarily thought of sliding his cock into her womanhood right there but luckily the split second thought disappeared and he resorted instead to sliding himself up and down her slick sex until he came.

Loki groaned at both the thoughts and the heat of her mouth as she wrapped it around him. Loki reached down and slid his fingers into her hair. He hated that it was tied up. He knew he was the one who had ordered that she keep it neatly pinned up but right now he wanted more of it to grab hold of. However he didn't bother trying to release the hair or to have her remove it as that would stop her current job which she was doing pleasantly well at. Her lips slipping down his shaft and back up made him groan in appreciation for her continued effort.

"Suck lightly on the head a few times before taking me whole again." He instructed her. Her eyes flitted up to look at him before she did as he said. He sucked in a breath and grinned. Loki suddenly had the strangest notion. If he was going to continue these intriguing intimacies with her he could at least hone her to his needs. After all he honed everything else about her attaining to the things he liked why not extend it to the bedchambers as well.

He allowed her to continue using the new way of pleasing him before he reached down to replace her hand in a different area and fixed the pressure in which she held him. She shifted her fingers as if to memorize the grip and looked to him for approval. He grinned and laid back once more. He didn't want to make her feel inadequate because considering her inexperience she was actually very pleasing as she was without his prompts. He let her continue as she was now and just relaxed beneath her ministration.

He groaned and bucked his hips upward as she found something enjoyable with her tongue. He was nearing a sweet end and he was becoming eager to meet it. His breathing became laboured and his fingers gripped whatever hair her could on her head. Loki came with a satisfied groan, spilling his seed onto her tongue. When he allowed her to pull away he watched her put a hand over her mouth and the tell tale signs of her swallowing. She seemed unsure about his taste. Loki watched her as she knelt there licking her lips and then looking down at her hands. Her cheeks were flushed. He doubted it was from embarrassment at this point. He felt it was more possibly from arousal.

Loki sat up and placed a finger under her chin to tilt her face slightly to look directly at him. "Remove your hair from its bonds and also your clothing." He said to her. He watched her hair tumble around her shoulders and sifted his fingers through a few curls while she undid the clasps of both her dresses and slipped it off her body. She had to stand to get it the rest of the way off. He patiently waited and when she was completely bare he held out his hand.

"This is becoming complicated." She said. It had been the first words she'd said since entering the room. They hardly spoke so her sudden words surprised him.

"In what way?" He replied.

"I have been in your service for over 200 years and only in the past five have you paid me any attention and your attention has gone from minimal to extensive. What was once a strict master/servant relationship has become something a little less professional." She stood there naked saying all this and it did nothing more then amuse him.

"Songbird. I believe our professional relationship changed that day on Midgard." He had no need to say when. Since Midgard she couldn't have possibly thought things would remain the same coming home. He'd noticed her so much more since then. And though she didn't know it he had noticed her everyday for a very long time it had only been in the passed five years he had acted upon it more and more. "Do you plan to begin to deny me?" He asked her. Her mouth opened a moment and she inhaled a sigh of defeat.

"No my prince." She said. She took his still offered hand and he pulled her to lay beside him. He faced her away from him much like her last day on Asgard before she had initially left to visit her family. He place his face close to the back of her head to enjoy the scent of her hair and pressed his body close to hers. The feeling of her soft buttocks against his satisfied flaccid member soothed him. It seemed she had nothing more to say. Loki fell asleep curled against her and a part of him was yelling to end this nonsense but the other more dominant part of his brain at that moment was doing nothing more then revealing in the moment.