Threesome feat. Lady Loki x Nat x Jotun Loki, F/F, F/F/M
When she said she'd wanted to be pampered, well, this wasn't exactly what she'd had in mind, lying back on her own bed in a dimly lit room. Two figures stood in front of her, sizing her up slowly and very nearly making her blush. She'd had experience with both of them, but at the same time?
Jotun Loki grinned at her, teeth bright white against the blue of his skin, all charisma and confidence, while his female, Aesir counterpart simply smoldered. "Feeling overwhelmed?" She asked, voice quiet and seductive as the deep green shawl she used to cover herself fell to the floor, revealing her ample breasts, pale, taut skin, and mile high legs that made Nat's mouth water.
"No," Natasha said as quick as she could manage, shifting a little further backwards as the woman started advancing, stepping around to the side of the bed so she could sink onto the soft mattress beside Natasha. The third Loki took a seat just beside the bed, watching, rather than participating immediately, his blue hand working over his already stiff and flushed cock. Nat hardly had time to pay attention to what he was doing, though it was making her mouth water at the thought, before a wet heat similar to her own was pressed against the apex of her thighs, making her struggle not to cry out in pleasure. Well, too loudly at least. The female Loki in front of her made her flush and rock her hips upwards so that their slits rubbed against one another. One of her legs was hoisted up into Loki's well manicured hand, her fingers tightening over Nat's thigh, as their hips moved faster and faster. Nat moaned and arched her back, pressing themselves closer, until suddenly it all stopped. Looking down in bewilderment she watched as Loki grinned over at Nat and stuck two of her own fingers into her mouth. Once they were nice and wet, not that it quite mattered if truth was told, they would've slid into Nat's sex without much difficulty anyway. Two fingers pressed into her tight heat and Nat whimpered as Loki sidled up to her other side, pressing her mouth to Natasha's nearest breast.
It was nearly too much, the pressure inside her building as Loki stroked slowly, tantalizingly until she felt herself shuddering beneath the goddess's attention, her whole body trembling with the effort not to scream out. A whimper passed her lips and Loki pulled her mouth away from her chest to nibble on the spy's lower lip, trying to get her to go louder. And who was Nat to say no? The groan that ripped itself from her lips, as Loki kept massaging her with her fingers, a thumb now added to her clit to make the pleasure that much more intense, and only when Nat had come again, this time all but screaming Loki's name, did pleasure stop.
"Was that good?" Loki asked, her voice soft and sweet in Natasha's ear, making the woman beneath her shudder and nod.
"That's one word for it," Nat said with a chuckle, tipping her head up to kiss the woman. There was movement from the other side of the room and pressure on the bed just beside Natasha as a pair of hot lips descended on her inner thigh. She gasped and looked down to see Jotun Loki grinning up at her just before he readjusted and pushed himself slowly into her. If she thought that Lady Loki's fingers had felt good, then there simply weren't words to describe how perfect he felt inside her. Where his fingers and hands were cold, sending goosebumps up her skin as he held onto her hips and thrust into her, his female incarnation's were hot, tweaking her nipples and bringing her lips up to Natasha's own, deepening the kiss until Nat was certain her soul was open to her as well. It didn't last long for her to come over and over again between the two of them, their bodies working in a tandem Nat wasn't sure she'd ever understand. Her own fingers flitted down Lady Loki's legs, pushing in between to her slick center where she could start fucking her in earnest, loving the way the woman came apart at the seams with the slightest of touches; the softest of grazes against her g-spot and clit simultaneously set her off, and the moans alone were enough to fuel Natasha's imagination for years to come.
A chilled hand moved to grasp her chin, and just as she looked away from the woman at her side she disappeared, leaving just Loki in his jotun form in front of her. He smiled and pulled her up for a kiss, maneuvering the pair so that she was sitting in his lap, her heels digging into his back as he slowly pulled her up, off his cock, then back down.
"I love you so much," he whispered against her neck, leaving kisses down her soft skin as he went. "I truly mean it. You're everything to me," he promised, red eyes lifting to look at her, lidded but burning into her own gaze. This time she was sure that the shivers racing up her spine weren't caused by the cold of his skin at all, and as she moaned and tipped her head to afford him more access to her throat.
"I love you too," she promised, words ghosting between the two, a promise she intended to keep as long as she was alive. He groaned and tipped his head against her collarbone as her hips rolled to meet his thrusts into her. At that rate, and with her praises filling his ears and heart, it didn't take long for him to spill inside her, moans muffled against her skin as he bit down on her shoulder, just hard enough to mark but not break the skin. As he filled her Nat felt her own orgasm hit hard, crashing against her body so that she shook around him. He held her tight, helping her ride it out with his arms wrapped tight around her, crushing her to him. She never wanted to leave, never wanted him to let her go, not when things were so perfect the way they were right then.
A/N: Notveryproudofthisatallbutohwell.
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