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Next guest: I must say there are times the cliffhangers where not intentional but this time it totally was. :p sometimes I need people on the edge of the seats.

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Trigger moonshield: yes I do love cliffhangers.

Chapter 26: Sticky Situation

Loki turned his head as the door opened and cursed. He hadn't wanted her to see him like this. He was ashamed. He knew it was her soft knock on his door. He didn't expect her so early. He swallowed as he strained to straighten up from his bent over position.
Her wide eyes were searching him questioningly before she broke down into fits of hysterical laughter. He glared at her in response. "I fail to see the humour here." He growled.
"What happened?"
"Did you not hear me tell you to wait in my room." She was shaking her head and trying to compose herself again. Loki was a victim of a potion gone wrong. From head to toe he was oozing sticky blue goo. It was slumping from his clothes and off his face. He was weight heavily down by the damn stuff.
It wasn't often something of his failed. But tonight it had gone horribly wrong. And he found himself feeling embarrassed. Had it been Thor at his door he wouldn't have felt this way but she made him feel strange in many instances. She began walking toward him, avoiding walking in the goo on the floor. "Let me help." She said a little calmly.
"There is no help to be had. The potion's effect will wear off on their own."
"Oh yeah? When will that be?" She asked crossing her arm in front of her. Loki wasn't actually sure how long it would take. He didn't grace her with an answer. She smiled. "Fine, I guess I'll just have to go back to your room. Climb under the covers, naked. And think about all the things your could be doing with me had you just let me help." Her teasing words did exactly what he knew she meant of them. He fell to his knees as the goo weighted him down as it only grew thicker.
"If you think you have a way to fix this that I cannot do then go right ahead." He said almost mockingly. Really what could she do? He watched her place her foot in a small spot not yet tainted by the goo. She reached down and placed both her palms on his face.
He felt a strange sensation pass through him. It was magic of some kind but he was unfamiliar with it. He watched her as she closed her eyes. What only took a minute seemed like an hour. The goo began to become liquid as if fell off him and finally was nothing more then a puddle at his feet.
He suddenly felt the magic wan from him and she opened her eyes. Her pupils were large and dark but began returning to normal a moment later. She took a long measured breath.
"What did you do?" He asked her. He was looking at her with more curiosity in him then he had felt in a while.
"I removed from you the magic effects the potion had on you." He watched her sigh. "There are things about my past I have yet to tell you." He straightened up and tilted up her face up toward him.
"You seem unaffected by this spell." He said to her checking her for any ill effects.
"I spent a lot of time actually perfecting and controlling this one." She told him putting her hand on his. "My feet are getting wet...and blue." She told him looking down. The ooze turned liquid was now wet and puddled about their feet.
"Do you ever wear shoes?" He mused stepping her back and away from the water.
"When I need too. I like the feeling of things beneath my feet."
"I like the feeling of you beneath me. " he watched her shake her head. She was slowly becoming used to his teasing words. But she still trembled in his arms when he first wrapped her against him. Just like now as he pulled her closer and brushed his lips across hers now.
Her lips parted in a slow breath. He claimed her lips shortly after. She sunk into his kiss and wrapped her arms about his neck. He flicked his tongue across hers and she sighed.
He could never wait long after she arrived to be with him before he had her in his arms. Before he had begun to touch her intimately he was able to restrain himself but now he found no need to even try.
Her hand found its way into his hair and rubbed up through roughly. Like himself she too had become accustomed to experimenting with him. To finding things he enjoyed more then others. He was pleased she caught on quickly. He slipped his hands down her hips and around to grip her ass over her dress.
He deepened his kiss and pressed her back further till she was flush against a wall. She made a noise as she hit the wall with a thump. He released her lips and began his way down her chin and to her neck. She tilted her head back as much as the wall allowed to give him better access.
He once was careful not to leave marks on her where her classmates could see. But since everyone believed her in a same sex relationship he no longer was so careful. He had yet to leave anything on her to any large degree but tonight he felt rather devilish. He sucked and nipped her neck and shoulder hard.
"Behave." She said. Her voice was less then convincing. He didn't listen to her. He continued his assault on her flesh making her squirm. The dress she wore was easily pushed down her arms to expose her chest to him which he did after letting go her ass. He pinched and pulled both her nipples. She cried out softly.
He grinned and with one swift motion he gripped her by the ass once more and forced her off the floor to wrap her legs around him and pressed her to the wall again. He placed her high enough so his mouth could now reach her breasts. Her breathing was causing them to heave upward. He licked between them.
"What's wrong with your room?" Cephera asked smiling.
"I can't wait that long." He told her. Loki could have waited that whole two seconds it took to teleport but he really was enjoying having her right where she was. Really what was the need to take her to his room all the time. He sucked her already hardened buds making her purr.
She cried out in surprise when he spun her away from the wall and put her flat on her back on his desk. Books, papers, writing utensils, it didn't matter to him. He placed her on top of it all awkwardly. She wriggled to find comfort while he reached beneath her dress and pulled free her underwear.
Loki could only grin wider as she slid herself up to a more accessible position. He was not happy that she had shut her legs. He took hold of her bent knees and moved her legs to part for him. She watched him with steady eyes and he lowered himself to kiss her legs and upward to her thighs. She used her own hands to pull back her skirt so she could see him better.
He never took his eyes off hers even as he dipped his tongue forward to meet her clit. Cephera gasped. He rolled his tongue over her slowly and teasingly. He enjoyed her soft sighs. For her part in helping him with his sticky situation he decided he wouldn't leave her wanting long.
He delved in deep tasting her completely. He listened to her moan and she rolled her head sideways. Loki had thoroughly learned how to work her now dripping sex. She had crumpled up several paper below her in her hands and had risen her hips up to his face.
She was close and he relished in it. Making a few more strong well placed strokes she yelled her pleasure and came hard. When he right himself she sat up her body still shivering.
She pulled him closer by the pants and untied their fastenings. Loki attempted to place his hands in her hair only to finally notice it was tied up tightly. He growled. He enjoyed her hair.
He didn't have long to lament over it before she had wrapped her mouth around his straining cock and sucked. His work with her on this part of him was very pleasing. He had taught her how to touch him. She had also enjoyed each moment she found something he liked that even he hadn't known about.
Her small hand fondled his sac lovingly. Cephera sucked him all the way into her mouth as far as she could get without gagging and back again, reaching the top she swirled her tongue and looked up at him with passionately hooded eyes. She continued her sure confident moves briefly stopping to lick the head and then pop him back in.
He groaned deep from the back of throat. How he ever managed to attain her as his own he was still unsure of. She should have shunned him when she had the chance. But even now he knew he wouldn't have ended his pursuit of her. He was glad she hadn't run. He groaned while she bobbed her head and moved her hand in the same long rhythm.
She removed her mouth to work him with her hand fast. He felt his loins on fire. He was ebbing closer to his own release. He watched her suck again and then let her hand do the work. He anticipated her mouth on him once more. He let himself go but her mouth never came. She sneezed at the most inopportune moment. Her hand clenched his shaft hard and he came landing across her face.
She squinted her eyes shut almost comically. His seed spilled out along her jaw and cheek and also soiled her dress now bunched around her waist. He shuddered and she let him go. She laughed then. Her laugh brought a new smile to his face.
"I need a bath." She finally mused wiping at his seed.