Yay! I posted before a whole month went by again. LovesDragons needs to PM me because I am willing to give a sneak peak on next chapter because that was the ONLY review that I got. I am going to start writing the next chapter tonight and hopefully have it up in a few days. God I hope so anyway!
Natasha whimpered at the feathery touches all over her body. It was mesmerizing. She knew that people were watching but all she cared about was that his hands were on her: touching her. The heat of the hot springs made her buck up against Loki. The god nibbled on her sensitive neck while fingering her. Neither of them cared that all the Avengers were in the hot springs behind them.
Natasha's eyes shot open in her pitch black room. Her hand immediately shot out in an open palm at the intruder, fully intending to break the intruder's nose. She felt the nose smash and then hands gripped her wrists and pushed her down.
"Why is it always my nose with you?" Loki growled. She could feel liquid drip onto her cheek.
"What are you doing?" She growled. If she wasn't so angry about being caught off guard, she would actually feel pretty smug about giving the god a bloody nose.
"I want what was promised to me," Loki leaned down and his teeth grazed her neck.
Natasha tried to retain her anger, but the action brought back her need that she had felt just a minute before in her dream. She wriggled against him and noticed that he was smart enough not to let her wrists go. "You're getting blood on me," she said through gritted teeth.
Loki pulled back, Natasha's eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she could see the dark outline of his nose bleeding freely. He didn't seem to be bothered by it though. He let go of her right wrist and wiped the blood off of his face. Natasha immediately tried to pull up but Loki gripped her wrist again, pushing her down into her sheets. His mouth found her neck again and sucked.
"LOKI!" Natasha struggled. "…..no…." her last word came out more breathy than she would have preferred.
Loki smirked against her neck, "Loki, yes!" His body was now between Natasha's legs and she wondered when the hell that had happened.
"..s-stop…" Natasha moaned against his touch.
Loki chuckled against her neck, "if you truly wanted me to stop, I would have." His hand snaked under her shirt and found her breast. His fingers rolled her nipple lightly. "You want this. And you started something last night that I intend to finish."
Natasha, realizing her wrists were free, pulled her shirt over her head. Loki smirked and pushed himself down to her panties. Natasha spread her legs for him and he quickly pulled the lacy garments off. It was a brilliant purple, not the same ones she was wearing earlier. Loki found himself wondering how many of those interesting garments this woman owned.
Natasha's legs wrapped around Loki's head and Loki buried his face into her core. Natasha threw her head back and moaned as Loki's tongue went to work on her clit. His fingers entered her and twirled. Natasha bit her lip and her hips bucked forward. There was a reason that Loki was called Silver Tongue and she was starting to think it had nothing to do with talking.
An orgasm ripped through Natasha and she buried her face into a pillow to keep from screaming. Loki pulled back and grabbed the pillow. He quickly tossed it across the room. If he was the cause of screaming, he wanted to hear it.
Loki lapped at her juices and dipped his fingers inside of her again. His fingers were covered with her essence which made him smirk. He slid the wet fingers down to her ass and slowly pushed one inside. Natasha wriggled at the intrusion. He twirled his tongue inside of her to make her stop struggling. Natasha's hand tangled into his dark locks and pushed him down. Loki smirked and followed her direction. His finger began to push in and out of her ass.
Natasha stared at the ceiling with hooded eyes. Loki was pushing his tongue deep inside of her while his finger toyed with her ass. Natasha moaned and held his face down into her core. Her other hand moved to its usual spot at her breast. She kneaded it and ran her own fingers over her nipple. It was puckered and she pinched it. She gasped as Loki entered a second finger inside of her.
Natasha wriggled from the unusual pressure. It wasn't like she hadn't done this before, but each time it felt weird and unnatural to her. Loki bit down on her nether lip and she jerked her hips. An orgasm hit her hard from the sudden delicious pain.
Loki pulled back for a second and licked his lips, "I should do that more often."
"Shut up and eat it," Natasha threw her head back. Her legs spread wider for him. She even pushed against his fingers that were still deep in her ass.
Loki eyed her and then smirked. He ran his tongue along her slit and pulled his fingers out of her ass. He took three of his fingers and shoved them deep inside her wetness. He twirled and twisted them to make sure they were covered with her wetness. Loki gripped her leg and shoved those same three fingers inside her ass. Natasha whimpered at the harsh intrusion.
Loki thrust his fingers outward, stretching her as much as he could. His tongue flitted over her clit lightly; almost torturously. Natasha shook her head. Not almost-it was torture: sweet, sweet torture that had her body aching for him.
He took pity on her, or so she assumed, as he pulled away and crawled on top of her. Loki was hard and ready for her. He rubbed the tip of his cock at her opening and Natasha moaned. He grabbed her hips and pushed into her slowly.
"Fuck me," Natasha growled. She jerked her hips against him. She was tired of this game. She needed him and she needed him NOW.
Loki tilted his head and then slammed into her. He could assume what that word meant.
Natasha screamed that delicious scream he loved. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he thrust against her brutally. Natasha gripped the sheets. She would have bruises in the morning and she didn't care.
Loki pulled all the way out and nudged her other opening. He was slick with her juices and he spread her cheeks apart to prepare her.
"Loki," Natasha shook her head.
Loki pushed against her harder, she was now tensed up and it was making his task a bit harder now. "I healed you," he reminded her.
"You'll rip me apart," Natasha frowned. She wasn't too keen on letting many people into that opening. Especially if they didn't have any lube to help it.
"Sounds fun, " Loki smirked. He ducked his head from her well placed kick. Natasha pushed herself out of his embrace and off the bed. She headed straight for her dresser drawer and opened it.
Loki calmly watched her.
Natasha pulled out a tiny bottle of liquid from a dark bag and turned to look at Loki. She was somewhat surprised that he was so calm. Though she had been pretty sure that if she struggled enough that he would stop. He enjoyed the game too much to actually physically force himself on her. She held the bottle out for him to see, "This is lube."
Loki tilted his head in confusion at the bottle only a quarter full.
"It is used to…lubricate and allow for-"
"I understand what lubrication is," Loki rolled his eyes. "Why is it almost empty? I thought you didn't like this particular way."
Natasha blinked and looked down at the bottle and then frowned. "It can be used to make things easier for the normal way too. Get it going."
Loki furrowed his brow in absolute confusion, "you don't need anything to help-unless you had a complete moron trying to figure you out."
Natasha chucked the bottle at Loki who caught it easily. He smirked at her as she crawled on top of him. She tried not to think about how she and Clint used that bottle almost regularly.
"We do it my way," Natasha stated. She grabbed the bottle back from Loki and poured some of the liquid onto his hardness. He hissed at the cool liquid but it turned into a moan as Natasha rubbed it over his length.
She gripped his cock. Holding it, she lowered herself onto the god. It hurt. There was no getting around that. Loki was big, and she was not used to this. She gasped in pain as she slid down his length. When she finally had him fully sheathed, she stayed still. Natasha felt so full with him and she could feel him twitching deep inside her. Her eyes opened and she saw that Loki had tossed his head back and was biting his bottom lip.
Natasha swallowed against the lump in her throat and rotated her hips. Now that she was stretched all the way, it didn't feel so bad to move. Loki gasped at the friction she created. Natasha gripped his chest and began to move her hips. She felt so very full but empty at the same time. Her core was pulsating with need.
Loki gritted his teeth to the sensation of the beautiful woman on top of him. He stared at the fiery red head and could see her bottom lip quivering. He reached down to where they connected and rubbed his fingers over that sensitive bud. Natasha gasped and he could feel her wetness rubbing against him. She thrust harder as he rubbed against her clit.
The noises spilling out of her mouth was making it hard for him to keep his mind straight. She was mewling and whimpering as she spilled her juices on him. He gripped her legs and pulled them even further apart and then replaced his hand. Natasha moaned loudly, rubbing up against Loki's hand. He pulled his hand away, and before Natasha could complain, he pulled himself up and kissed her deeply. Natasha moaned against his mouth. She thrust her hips forward, her clit rubbing against his bare skin.
"I'm going to…." Natasha tossed her head back. Loki immediately attacked her neck. Nails dug into his back.
Loki breathed raggedly. Natasha's ass was clenching on him hard and he could feel Natasha's release spilling onto him. It was enough to toss him over the edge, but he was clinging desperately. He wanted to make this last; wanted to feel her whole orgasm roll over him. His nails dug into her ass as he gripped her tightly. He felt more than heard her scream out her orgasm. Her nails were in his hair; clawing and pulling as she fell mercilessly over the edge.
Natasha's mouth was covered with Loki's. It was a deep demanding kiss that ended with him moaning and gasping against her mouth as heat filled her deep inside. She gripped him tightly. The heat was so intense inside of her. She could feel it spilling out and seeping between them. The liquid heat against her clit made her tremble.
It seemed like hours before she untangled herself from the god. A good portion of her didn't even want to. She sprawled out on the bed next to him as she stared at the spinning ceiling. They didn't speak for a long time.
"Tasha?" Loki blinked at the ceiling.
Natasha turned her head to look at him. She thought he had fallen asleep some time ago. "Hmm?"
"You're…lube..made me sticky," he rubbed his fingers together in dismay.
"You didn't mind it earlier," Natasha smirked. She pulled herself up and immediately groaned at the pain.
"No, I did not." Loki smirked. He pulled himself off the bed and immediately stumbled. Natasha laughed which made the god growl.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Natasha grinned. She nearly squeaked when Loki picked her up off the bed. She mentally thanked god that she hadn't because she knew Loki would never let her live it down. He set her down in the shower and she started it up. It was hot and steamy like she liked it.
She grabbed the bar of soap that Tony left in every bathroom instead of her normal body wash. It would be hard to explain why Loki smelled like her. She rubbed the bar over his body. She had to stand on tip toe to reach part of him and she realized that he really was tall. Everyone was tall to her, but Loki was over 6 feet.
He started to kiss her again. Hot water washed over them as she ran the bar of soap lower and he pulled her close. Her body was still strumming from their last encounter but she felt excitement again. One of Loki's hands rubbed against her sore ass.
"Need to clean you up," he smirked against her lips.
Natasha rubbed the bar of soap against his semi-erect member. She placed the bar on the shower rack and stroked him. "Got to get the sticky stuff off," Natasha grinned. She stroked him as the suds went away.
Loki rubbed against her back opening. She dropped down to her knees and took Loki's, now clean, cock into her mouth.
Loki gripped the top of the shower. The Midgardian's washrooms looked nice and clean but they were not very practical for having sex. The floor and walls are slick, something Loki wished he didn't have to concentrate on. His foot struck an extra slick spot and he grabbed the wall, creating a large dent where his hand had grabbed.
"Maybe we should stop," Natasha licked her lips as she stood.
Loki eyed her teeth and decided that might be a good idea, except now she got him in the need. He grabbed her arm and pushed her up against the cold shower wall. He grabbed her hips and pushed her upward and then thrust into her core.
Natasha's fingers raked across the slick wall. Her breasts pressed against the coldness in such an erotic way. She moaned against the wall as Loki continued to pound into her. She had absolutely no control in this position. And it made her body that much more sensitive.
Loki had intended for a quick bout of sex, but Natasha's walls clenching on him made him go over the edge even quicker than he preferred. Her walls clenched yet again when he released his seed deep inside of her.
Natasha tossed a towel at the tall god and patted herself dry with her own. He smirked at her: she was covered in bruises of his handprints and other marks of their sex. Her neck had a large dark mark from where he sucked on it.
"I think I need a nap," Natasha groaned with a smile on her face.
"Nope," Loki shook his head. "We still have one more hole to fill."
Natasha tilted her head and then threw the towel at his head as she understood what he meant. He just laughed as she stomped into her room.
He followed her and saw her rummaging in a drawer. She pulled out a black bra and Loki quickly made his way over. The drawer was amazing. The garments ranged from many different sizes. Some of the 'panties' looked square, while others only had a tiny slip of material in the back. There was a bra that was completely see-through.
"You are such a kid," Natasha laughed. She fell back into the bed, giving up on putting more undergarments on. Loki would just play with them anyway. She paused and then got back up and headed to the closet.
"Can you wear these next time?" Loki held up green and black bra with a tiny green thong.
Natasha looked back and shrugged, "maybe." She pulled out the large fur blanket she had taken from Loki's room. She paused and grinned. "I will wear it tomorrow if you tell me the story behind this."
Loki frowned, "how do you know I won't lie."
"I don't," she tossed the blanket at the god.
Loki looked down at it and then made his way to Natasha's bed. She didn't object to him settling in for the night and tossing the blanket over the both of them.
"Freya, my mother, loved the Gib cats." Loki began. "Even had a few pull a carriage for her for a while. When Odin first married her, he would take her to this hilltop where the Gib cats roamed and they would eat their lunches there."
Natasha fiddled with the blanket as he talked.
"One day a feral Gib cat attacked my mother and my father slayed the beast with his bare hands. Odin is a proud….individual…" Loki sighed and rolled his eyes. "So he turned it into this blanket for my mother."
Natasha looked down at it then. She frowned and wondered how well that went over.
"She hated it," Loki stated. "Even though it attacked her, she found the Gib cats beautiful and didn't really want the fur. It used to hang in the reading room as decoration for the longest time." Loki paused and weighed his next words. He was deciding whether or not to lie. "When it was cold out and the fireplace didn't do enough…I would still want to stay up and learn magic with Mother; reading it out of her books. So she would get the blanket off the wall, wrap us in it and we would read until our eyes wouldn't stay open. "
"That sounds nice," Natasha smiled. She could picture a tiny Loki wrapped up in blanket with a giant book in front of him.
"Father moved the blanket into his room when mother passed," Loki stated. "It must have been within easy reach after…" Loki paused. He had almost told her what had happened.
"The Chitauri attack," Natasha finished.
Loki nodded.
"We weren't allowed to keep things," Natasha told him. "If the program thought we were becoming too attached to things or a person-they took them away."
Loki furrowed his brow. He was always second best to his father, but he was able to keep his favorite books. His treasures he would find when he was on his own: a tiny shard of a jewel he found when diving, a marble toy of a dragon, and his absolute favorite book about magic.
"Do you keep anything now?" Loki asked.
"I'm usually on the go," Natasha shrugged. "I don't have anywhere to put it."
Loki shrugged as well but he started wondering if he had an extra bag of holding for her.
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