26 - Sex in an Inappropriate Place

"Natasha what do you-?" Loki's words were cut off by the softest of gasps, one of his hands tightening on the fork stabbed into his steak. He'd been in the process of cutting it when Nat had slithered under the table, a smirk on her lips. Her fingers had deftly undone the button and zipper and suddenly it made sense why she'd told him not to wear a belt.

That's what he got for telling her he wanted a little more mischief.

Any further thought on the matter went out the window as her mouth covered his cock, kissing and stroking it until it burned white hot and throbbed with need in her hand. He tried not to let the heat rise in his cheeks as she took him in her mouth without a problem, the softest of keens in the back of his throat. Her hands came to grasp at his knees, widening his stance so it was far more what his normal sitting stance was. Like a whore, Natasha used to tell him and he barely kept a laugh from bubbling over. Well, he supposed a whore he was. Not that he was about to complain at the moment, especially not as she swallowed him whole, her lips tightening around the base of his cock and tongue massaging the underside. By the nine, it was beyond belief.

"More wine?"

Loki's eyes snapped open as he tried to regain his composure, snapping his jaw shut. From around him he felt Nat's near silent laughter, felt the hum and the vibration of it ripple up his spine and heat his belly even further.

"Yes, please. For the lady as well," he said, forcing himself to smile tightly as the man nodded and took his sweet time refilling Loki's and Natasha's glasses. As he worked, trying to make small, polite conversation with Loki, Natasha moved even faster, bobbing her head so hard he nearly started shaking, trying to hold back at least until the waiter had gone.

"Is your meal going well?" The man asked.

"Yes, fine," Loki said tightly, trying to smile but sure it looked more menacing based on the way the man scampered off after that. Well, at least he was gone. Nat removed her mouth from his cock with a filthy, wet pop, one that made him groan quietly. He was attracting the attention of the others around him, now, their eyes confused and at the same time disproving as they realized where Natasha had gone. What did he care? If he'd have been successful he'd have them all on their knees, perhaps not to blow him and pay homage to the god that he was but he'd certainly have them genuflect and-.

Natasha's tongue flicked over the base of his cock and balls before taking one in his mouth and he just about swore aloud. One of his hands moved quickly under the table to find her hair, but she batted it away. No, she wanted to take her time with this and do what she wanted it seemed. He wasn't about to complain. Her tongue circled the base of his cock once more before licking a slow stripe up the underside before taking him completely again.

She wasn't holding back this time, and he was certain her jaw must've been hurting. Once more he tried reaching down, thinking he could at least help her along, but she pulled off and maneuvered the tablecloth so she could glare up at him.

"Stop it," she growled, and moved back to take him for the last time, going back to the same tricks she'd been using before to make him pant and sweat. What was more, she hadn't moved the table cloth back so he could see the way her eyes looked up at him, lidded and pupils blown, and it was all he needed to push him over the edge. To her credit, Nat swallowed it all down without so much as a moment's hesitation, swirling her tongue around the tip one last time after she'd finished. He shuddered and she pulled away and deftly made her way back up to her seat.

"The wine's very good," she said after taking a sip from her glass as though nothing had happened, as if Loki didn't have to pull himself, spent and limp, back into his pants.

"Yes, it is. I think you have to go to the bathroom, don't you?" He asked, eyebrow rising. She smirked.

"No, I don't think so."

"Yes, yes you do," he said, standing and taking her hand to all but drag her to the bedroom. There was no way he was going to let her get away with that without him reciprocating.

A/N: Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!