And I kept my word. It is Sunday and I have a chapter for you which has been running through my head all week. (A great chapter to be stuck in my head if I do say so myself)
LovesDragons...I'm actually not 100%. But Frey isn't a totally good guy so who knows. I'll figure it out later :D
The head of the dummy flew twenty feet from the blow of Natasha's kick. She turned onto the next dummy and began pummeling it in the stomach. Each blow was harder than the last. The dummy wobbled on its concrete base as it took the savage beating from the redheaded Avenger. She was angry.
It had been several hours since Steve had told her about Clint. She told him she didn't care that Clint was with someone else which wasn't a total lie. Clint had been acting strange the last couple of weeks which had caused a crease in their friendship and her feelings for him. The real reason she was angry was because she had to find out from someone else: that Clint wouldn't even tell her. After several hours of silent fuming, she found herself in the gym taking out the dummies that Tony had put out for her and Steve.
Thankfully Steve hadn't bothered her too much. He knew that she needed her space and left her alone. Thor was on the other side of the gym and even he had decided not to bother her.
She smashed her fist through the dummy's stomach. The loud crunch made the Asgardian turn. His face held concern but he did not break the silence between them. She assumed he recognized the anger and the need to work her frustrations out on the dummy. She was thankful that he understood what she needed and didn't bother her. She yanked her fist back out of the dummy. Thor, noting that her fist was not stuck, returned back to his stretches.
A part of her wanted to go and tell Fury she had had enough of her damn house arrest and that she needed a target so that she could rip their face off. Natasha started working on the dummy's face now. She wanted to see if she could make this one's head go further than this last one. The thought of her house arrest made her even angrier and she began wishing for a target who needed a very violent ending.
It was about then that she noted that Clint had entered the gym. She saw him out of the corner of her eye but chose to ignore him. Thor stopped his stretches and shook his head at Clint. Natasha continued to pummel the dummy's face. Take the warning Clint.
"Nat?" Clint called to her.
Natasha gritted her teeth and punched the dummy's face even harder. She didn't turn: she didn't want to look at him right now.
"Nat?" Clint tried again while taking a step closer.
"What?" Natasha swung her leg around and knocked the dummy to the ground.
Clint raised a brow at the fallen dummy, "I was going to ask you to spar, but-"
"Trust me, you don't want to spar with me." Natasha turned and grabbed the dummy so that she could set it back up. It was heavy even for her.
Clint took a deep breath. He was aware he wasn't as strong as Natasha but he was only trying to help. "Maybe it will help?"
Natasha whirled around and punched Clint in the face. What do you know? That did help.
Clint staggered back a few steps and glared at her. He rushed her and started throwing punches. Natasha deflected them and kicked him hard in the stomach. Clint wheezed and punched her in the jaw. Natasha ducked down in a spin and took the feet out from under Clint. He rolled away from her and ran for her again. Barely any of his punches hit. He was starting to see how uneven this fight was. She wasn't holding back this time. This wasn't a sparring match, this was an actual fight. She grabbed his hand and Clint was flipped over her and he hit the floor hard.
"What is your problem?" Clint growled from the ground. They were supposed to be allies, not trying to kill each other.
Natasha glared at him. She turned on her heel to leave. She didn't want to have this conversation in front of other people, even if it was just Thor.
Clint grabbed Natasha's hand, "Nat-"
"Why didn't you tell me about Bethany?" Natasha glared at him.
Clint stared at her for a moment and then looked down, "I thought you would be upset."
"I'm upset because my friend can't even treat me like an adult," Natasha glared at him. "I am upset because you wouldn't even tell me."
Clint sighed, "I didn't want to hurt your feelings."
"What am I, four?" Natasha glared at him. She shook her head at him and stormed off.
She clenched her fists in anger as she stormed down the empty hallway. He was treating her like a child. Trying his best to spare her 'feelings'. She gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes. If he had just told her then they would have just stopped having sex. It wasn't like they were betrothed or something. She had never actually told him that she had feelings for him. Feelings that seemed to be vanishing by the second.
Natasha wanted to punch somebody. Make them hurt. She was tired of being treated like a child. Tired of having her feelings spared. Tired of being grounded to this tower. Tired of everything.
Before she knew it she was pounding on Loki's door. She waited a few seconds before wondering why she was waiting in the first place. She slammed the door open and barged right on in.
Loki stopped halfway to the door, his book in his hand with a finger marking his place. He watched as Natasha slammed the door shut behind her and began marching over to him. Going off of past experiences he would assume he was going to have sex but her expression said otherwise.
Natasha didn't say a word but instead pushed Loki who took a step backward, mostly out of surprise. He blinked and raised his brows at her. She couldn't possibly think that she had a chance against him. She shoved him again. Loki gave her a vicious glare. If she shoved him again he was going to take her down.
Natasha glared back at the god. She grit her teeth and shoved him as hard as she could. Immediately Loki tossed the book aside and his hand enclosed over her throat. He pushed her back against the wall pushing her upward so her feet were off the ground. Natasha struggled against his grip but he didn't relent. Her nails dug into the flesh of his arm as hard as she could. It left small slivers of blood. Loki's eyes narrowed at the woman and he tightened his grip on her throat. His brow furrowed slightly as he noted a strange look in her eyes.
Still holding onto her throat, Loki leaned down and devoured Natasha's mouth. This kiss was purely dominating. Natasha immediately fought for control in the kiss, but Loki wouldn't let her have it. She bit his lower lip hard in retaliation. Loki pulled away and looked at her.
"Put the damn spell up, NOW!" Natasha growled.
Loki pulled his hand away from her throat, making her drop in the process, and tossed his hand outward to the side.
Immediately Natasha kicked him in the gut. Loki moved back slightly: the Midgardian was strong. He took the moment to pull off his tunic instead of attacking back. As soon as it was over his head, Natasha laid several punches into his chest. He hit her with a punch as soon as tossed the shirt aside. She tried to punch him back, but he deflected it.
Natasha yelled and jumped. She used her legs to flip Loki to the ground. Loki rolled and grabbed her legs and pulled her down next to him. Natasha struggled against his iron-like grip. Loki crawled on top of the woman and pulled her shirt off. She didn't struggle against that part.
But she was still fighting him. She gave his stomach a punch and he bent down and bit her hard on the shoulder. Natasha let out a scream of pain, though at the same time her hips jerked up. Loki tore the bra off of her, still unsure how to work that clasp.
Natasha shoved him and managed to get on top of him. She punched him in the face and he did the same. Natasha fell backward and held her nose. A trickle of blood came out and she smirked. She ran for Loki but he tossed her up against the wall face first. He pinned her effectively up against it and used the opportunity to remove both of her shoes and his boots.
She struggled and eventually kicked him hard enough in the shin that he let her go. Her kick to his abdomen made him grunt and pushed him back several feet. Natasha started another running jump but this time Loki caught her midair and flung her onto the bed on her back. She struggled to get up but Loki pinned her by the waist. She nearly kicked him between the legs and he shoved her onto her stomach, and pinned her down with his hand on her back. He waited a moment while she struggled before grabbing the hem of her pants and ripping them off with her undergarments. She used the opportunity to push out of his grip but he grabbed her arm and tossed her back against the bed so she was bent over it. He leaned over her and pinned her by the back of her neck.
Loki ran his other hand over the delicious curve of her ass. He then pushed two fingers deep inside of her. He smirked when he felt how much her juices covered his fingers. He shoved them in and out of her roughly making the woman yell in pleasure. When his fingers were very slick he pulled them back out and rubbed against the entrance to her ass. Immediately the woman underneath him tensed and he couldn't help but smirk.
He rubbed against the entrance with his slick fingers, toying with the woman who seemed to not enjoy this particular treatment. He slipped a finger inside of her and Natasha grunted. She wriggled underneath him but not as much as before. When she was sufficiently stretched enough, Loki added another finger.
Natasha winced against the pressure that Loki was adding but after a few ministrations, it felt good again. She wriggled against his fingers. It felt good but she'd prefer he take her good and hard instead of toying with her ass. When his fingers retreated, she smirked and then tried to get out of Loki's grasp. His grip on her neck tightened and she gasped for air.
Natasha immediately stiffened when she felt Loki's cock prodding her ass. She struggled then. She didn't always enjoy anal sex, especially if there was not enough prep. Her nails dug into his sheets and she tried to pull herself free from his grip, but Loki wouldn't allow it. He pushed against her harder and Natasha bit against the sheets as she felt the pain. She was not prepared.
"LOKI STOP!" She tried in vain to jerk from his grasp. His free hand made it to her hip. He rubbed the tip of his cock against the puckered entrance causing more pain. "LOKI!" Natasha struggled but Loki had her pinned. She felt fear prickle in her chest when Loki didn't answer. "LOKI DON'T!" He pushed against her back entrance. "PLEASE!"
Both of Loki's hands were on her hips and he pulled away from her ass and shoved himself deep inside her pussy. Natasha cried out in surprise. She gasped for breath as she tried to adjust to his sudden intrusion.
Loki leaned over her body so that his mouth was next to her ear, "I like it when you beg." He nipped at her ear and pulled all the way back. He began pounding into her then. Each thrust rocked the entire bed and made Natasha cry out. She gripped the bed with her nails as she tried to hang on. The roughness was a delicious mix of pain and pleasure that Natasha couldn't get enough of. She needed more.
"HARDER!" She screamed into the sheets. Quickly it was followed by another scream as Loki grabbed both of her legs so that he could piston himself inside of her. She gasped in between her cries of pleasure and pain. She could barely breathe as her orgasm rolled over her. His hands were leaving bruises. But right now it felt so good to her.
After her orgasm, Natasha was able to kick out which caught Loki off guard. He stumbled backward and Natasha flipped onto her back. She shoved herself off of the bed and pushed Loki up against the wall. She reached up and, with mostly her nails, she grabbed Loki's ears to bring him down into a dominating kiss. She could feel blood underneath her nails and Loki tensed under the pain in such a sensitive place. She clawed at his ears more and he groaned against their kiss. One in which he was trying to gain the upper hand.
Natasha's nails were now scratching their way down his neck. Loki, in turn, dug his nails into her ass. Natasha cried out and thrust her hips forward. Loki spun them around and she was pinned to the wall again. She was lifted off the ground by her ass and Loki shoved himself inside of her. His hands moved to her legs so he could thrust into her as hard as he could.
"OH GOD!" Natasha screamed. Her nails were still digging into Loki's neck.
Loki buried himself as deep as he could inside of her, "If you're going to call out to a god," He pulled out and thrust into her deeply again. "Why not call out to me?"
Natasha shook her head. But looked him dead in the eyes as if to say 'make me'. Loki's nails dug into Natasha's legs and he thrust into her as hard as he could. The woman's screams were delicious. The dragging of nails across his skin made him want to scream with her. The pressure of pleasure and pain was incredible. He was yelling with her now. Goading her on to rake those nails across his skin. To claw at his ears and pull his hair.
Natasha's body tensed underneath him and he leaned down and bit her neck hard. She screamed his name. Loki moved his mouth to bite the other side of her neck. He loved hearing his name screamed. Natasha had thrown her head back as she screamed his name again. Her walls milking his cock. He grunted against her neck as his release neared.
Natasha pulled at his hair and bit down on his ear. Loki moaned hard.
"Say it," Natasha wrapped her legs around his waist making it harder for him to thrust effectively.
Loki growled, which made Natasha's walls tense against him.
"Say it," Natasha repeated and she bit down on his neck as hard as she could.
Loki tensed against the woman, she had found another one of his sensitive spots. As if realizing this, she started sucking on the skin as well. Loki tossed his head back as Natasha teased the sensitive flesh. He thrust into her as hard as he could with her legs wrapped around him so tightly.
Natasha pulled away and bit down on his jugular. Loki's eyes widened. "Tasha," he gasped as he felt himself go over the edge. He pounded into her as he released his orgasm inside of her. Natasha pulled away from her bite to try to grip at the wall as she rode out her own orgasm.
They breathed heavily against each other. Loki leaned his head against her as he tried to regain his composure. He loosened his grip on Natasha's legs and let her slide out of his grip. He turned so that he could lean his back against the wall. They both slid down the wall until they were sitting on the ground.
They didn't say anything for several minutes. All that was heard was their heavy breathing. Natasha blinked and looked around the room. Her entire body felt fuzzy from the intense orgasm. Her mind was no better.
Loki didn't think he had ever felt more relaxed. He blinked as he tried to regain composure and his senses. He failed miserably at both. He tilted his head, which was still leaned back against the wall. "I feel like I should ask 'why'."
Natasha blinked and tried to remember what had started this in the first place. She couldn't remember. Her brow furrowed slightly. "I was…mad."
Loki nodded, "I noticed."
Natasha sighed as she remembered, "I was mad at Clint."
"Remind me to thank him for making you mad," Loki breathed deeply.
Natasha couldn't help but smile. "Can you imagine the look on his face?"
Loki chuckled.
"I think I needed that," Natasha said.
Loki nodded in agreement.
"I never get to do it like that," Natasha grinned.
Loki raised a brow, "I would think you would go for that a lot."
"Not a lot of opportunities," Natasha sighed. "Clint isn't as strong as me."
"There's the Captain," Loki suggested.
Natasha blinked and then started laughing, "no!"
"I thought he was attractive," Loki shrugged.
"No," Natasha laughed. "I mean he would never. He's would apologize if he scratched me."
"Would he salute before sex?" Loki asked grinning.
Natasha smirked and raised her hand in salute, "permission to come aboard?"
They both fell back against the wall laughing.
"You get to do that a lot though, don't you?" Natasha asked.
"Not as often as you would think," Loki sighed.
"Oh, right. The prim and proper Asgardian women," Natasha smirked.
"Who would cry if I tried that on them," Loki snorted as he leaned his head back against the wall.
"Loki?" Natasha asked.
"Hmmm," Loki felt like he could fall asleep against the wall.
"I'm hungry," Natasha stated. She looked at him, "If I called for Chinese would you look like me and go get it."
"What's Chinese?" Loki asked.
"Food," Natasha stated. "A lot of yummy food."
Loki groaned, "I really don't want to get up."
Natasha crawled through the window holding several bags full of Chinese food. She raised a brow at the other Natasha who was still completely naked, sitting on Loki's bed watching tv with Loki's fur blanket draped over her shoulders. She grinned and wriggled backward to make room for the food.
The Natasha with the Chinese food shifted back into a naked Loki who tossed the Chinese food on the bed. He got on the bed next to Natasha and noted she was watching some cartoon with three little girls in outfits of pink, green and blue. Natasha started to divvy up the food for them.
Loki decided the 'chinese' food wasn't too bad. And the tv show of the 'powerpuff girls' wasn't awful. They quickly made their way through the food.
Loki blinked and looked over to Natasha when she leaned against him.
"Don't flatter yourself," She muttered. "For some reason my ass hurts."
Loki smirked, "I'll heal you in a moment."
"It's fine," Natasha shrugged. "I just need to lean for a sec."
Loki shook his head. Natasha looked as if she was getting a black eye, her nose had a purple mark on it and the rest of her was covered in scratches and bruises. "You need to be healed or someone's going to ask questions."
"Well so do you," Natasha smirked. Loki was sporting several hickies on his neck, a dark mark on his cheek and his ears were red with claw marks. The rest of him was covered in claw marks.
Loki scratched at one of his red ears, "More than likely."
Natasha tossed off Loki's blanket and laid down on her stomach. "Well, heal me already."
Loki's fingers glowed light blue and he traced over the bruise on Natasha's nose. It tingled and the color was beginning to fade. His fingers trailed over her body following the scratch marks he had put on her. He rubbed his hands over her ass, massaging it.
"It needs that much attention?" Natasha smirked.
"It always needs this much attention," Loki bent down and bit it. Natasha moaned lightly at the bite.
"Maybe you will get more sex in the morning," Natasha nuzzled into the sheets.
Loki raised a brow, "you're not staying here."
"You stayed in my bed," Natasha shrugged. "And your bed is super comfy. What is this?" She poked at the grayish-blue fur.
"You don't have to worry about Thor barging in at all hours," He sighed. "It's a Gib-cat"
Natasha shrugged, "If he barges in then throw an illusion up." She tested the softness of the fur.
"He's caught me too many times for him to fall for it again," Loki told her.
"It's Thor." Natasha muttered which made Loki grin. "Unless you want to carry me to my room, my ass is staying."
Loki frowned. He collapsed next to her, "I get this next time." He rubbed her ass.
"Who says there will be a next time," Natasha smirked at him. He smirked back.
A Gib-cat is a rather large feline with bluish gray fur from what I understand. i will probably explain why it came to be in Loki's possession next chapter. Sadly, next chapter may not get here until next weekend. I start my online class this week while doing my 40 hours at work. Doesn't exactly leave much time for this. Which really blows. But if yall annoy me enough, I may just forego sleep and try to get it out a bit sooner :D