I was concentrating way too hard on my current task, but I was a perfectionist, and I wouldn't be satisfied until every inch of Steve's office was covered in aluminum foil. Including each of his pens. It was harder and more tedious than I thought it would be and for a little bit I had wondered if I bit off more than I could chew. Then I remembered why I decided to do this and was determined to see this through.
I finished with one pen and picked up another. Three hours, twelve rolls of foil, a lot of duct tape, and a lot of sweat later I had the entire room covered in foil. The walls. The floor. The ceiling. The desk, the chairs, the sofa where Steve sometimes napped, the lamps, the clock, the door. Now I was working on all the odds and ends Steve had on his desk. I wanted to get every detail just right.
I froze for a moment when the door opened. Then I realized who it was and went back to wrapping another pen in foil. I knew he was studying the room with interest, having been curious as to what I had been up to. I knew that he was both amused and irritated. The irritation was because I hadn't let him in on one of my pranks. Again.
"Just what did Steve do to earn this?" Loki asked as he admired my handiwork.
"Didn't listen when I told him not to talk to Sharon again," I growled. "I can't beat his ass. I would feel too bad. I figure a few hours cleaning up tinfoil will teach him not to listen to me."
"What makes you believe he simply will not make you clean it up?" Loki picked up a pen, tore off a sheet of foil, and used his magic to wrap the pen neatly. Show off. My fine motor control was nowhere near that good yet. If I tried using magic, I'd end up with a mess.
"I plan on making myself conveniently unavailable. It's three am. Surely, he will understand that I need my sleep."
Loki paused in the act of wrapping a kinetic sculpture. "Pet," he said slowly. "You do not need to sleep."
"I'm counting on him forgetting that little detail. "I saw Loki shake his head in amused exasperation in my peripheral vision and huffed to myself. Okay, maybe it wasn't the best plan, but the alternative would be joining the Guardians on a mission and staying away for several weeks.
"You wouldn't be here to witness his expression when he opens his door to behold this," Loki pointed out while wrapping an eraser.
"I'm sure I'll hear about it."
"But that will not be nearly as much fun."
I huffed as I wrapped a pencil. "Shouldn't you be trying to stop this rather than encouraging me? You're a lousy husband."
"I am supporting my wife. I am a wonderful husband." Loki cleared his throat. "Besides, I have no wish to wake up tomorrow to find that you replaced yourself in bed with one of those inflatable partner surrogates."
"That was one time!" I snarled. I squirmed as I remembered my punishment for that stunt.
"You would think of something else just so I would have an excuse to punish you again," he purred.
"I would n--" I cut myself off at Loki's arched eyebrow. I blushed hard and gave another pencil way more focus than it called for. "Alright, I totally would," I muttered.
"Thank you for admitting it." I felt him pause and then he purred, "Speaking of punishment, since you plan on disappearing tomorrow when Rogers is greeted by his surprise…"
His voice had that sultry edge to it that never failed to melt my spine. It always meant I was in for a hell of a night.
"…I suppose I should deliver the punishment you have earned for this stunt now."
My jaw dropped. "You're here helping me with this!"
"You started it, my Pet. That makes you a very bad girl," Loki purred again.
"Well then, you're a bad boy!"
"Ah, but I am merely supporting my wife in her endeavor, regardless of how foolish it is. Spouses do that all the time. Besides…" Loki's eyes pinned me where I stood, "no one is punishing me."
"There's always Th—HEY!" That was because Loki had just pushed me down by placing a hand on my back and using his considerable strength to bend me over the foil covered desk. He then grabbed both of my wrists and twisted them behind my back. I heard a suspicious sounding crumple then felt the bonds go around my hands. I scrunched my nose. Were they…
…yes, they were. Loki had just used foil to tie my hands behind my back. Foil…HA! I could break that easily…
Crap, I should have known he'd put strengthening spells on it, as he did with the bonds that went on my ankles after Loki kicked my legs apart, binding each to a corner of the desk. He finished by strapping my middle to the desk using a large, twisted rope of foil and using his magic to weld the ends to the desk, effectively pinning me.
Loki leaned over me and breathed into my ear. "Did you just threaten to unleash my brother on me, Pet?" he asked sweetly.
I swallowed. Hard. Loki's sweet voice was bad. It was a very bad sign. It meant he was in no mood for my usual snark and sarcasm. "N-no Sir."
"Hmmm." I felt his weight lift off me and my pulse hammered. He was really going to do this, here, in Steve's office? True, we have had sex in the headquarters before, at risk of being caught…but this office was Steve's. The man was like a brother. It just felt wrong.
"I see that you left the electrical outlets uncovered. Very wise, and convenient. "
Electrical…my stomach dropped. There was only one reason he needed an electrical outlet, and I swore, once again, that I would find out who introduced Loki to Magic Wands and make them pay.
It had to be Nat. The woman had no sex life of her own currently, so she was just a tad too invested in ours.
I swallowed the remark I wanted to make. If I told him Not here! It would only encourage him.
"So silent, Pet. Are you already dreaming up your retaliation for this?" Loki's voice was still on the wrong side of sweet for my liking. I decided to keep quiet. "No matter. You will not be silent for long."
I felt his hand go under my shirt to press against my bare back, his thumb stroking my ribs. Then I heard him turn the wand on to its highest setting and he pressed the vibrating head against my lower lips through my pants. Oh, he wasn't fucking around. I should never have mentioned Thor. That was a big mistake.
I bucked my hips, moved them from side to side, tried everything to get away from the tormenting device. The least Loki could have done was gag me! There were members of the team sleeping here!
"Oh, I do love the way you dance for me, Pet," Loki chuckled and pressed the wand's head harder against me. The vibrations were intense. Fuck fuck fuck…
I came with a scream, straining against my bonds when another orgasm followed. I knew Loki wasn't satisfied yet; he wouldn't stop until I had come so many times I couldn't see straight. This was his favorite punishment, so he was going to milk it…or milk me rather.
"Scream all you would like, Pet. I placed a silence spell on the room. No one else can hear you. Unless of course they come in."
I quaked as I came again.
"Oh dear. You like the idea of being caught, don't you? Well, perhaps it will happen at any moment. At any moment someone will walk in to see you panting and screaming on this desk, coming until you are begging me with tears in your eyes to allow you to stop. Shall I tell them of my plans to bind you when we are home, forcing you to watch as I pleasure myself?"
FUCK! I screamed again and again, orgasm after orgasm racking my body. Then the vibrations stopped.
I took a breath, several breaths, my upper body lying on the desk, my legs reduced to jelly. Then Loki's hand tugged my pants down to almost my knees. I heard something else buzz, and I turned my head…
Who told Loki about Rabbit vibrators?!
The answer was obvious. The same person who told him about Magic Wands of course.
" No!" I yelled, not caring that it would only egg him on. I just didn't want that Rabbit near me. I could see the rotating head, the clitoral stimulant attachment, and the control on it. I was doomed.
I struggled against the foil bonds, tried to move my hips away, but Loki wasn't having it. He held me stick with a hand on the small of my back. I was already soaked so he easily slid the Rabbit inside me and flicked it on.
Shit shit shit... I could feel the rotating head moving inside me, hitting all the right spots. At the same time the clit stimulant vibrated around my already sensitive bud. I came so hard that I saw stars, crying out unintelligible gibberish. I think I cried out Loki's name a few times, along with a few Oh Gods but mostly I just keened wordlessly as I came again and again. It was too much.
By now I was crying. My tears pattered on the aluminum foil covering the desk and I was chanting Stop, Stop, Stop, I'm sorry, Please Stop!
At least, I think I was. I just remember that Loki eventually let up, pulled the Rabbit out of me, pulled my pants back up, and caught me after he released my bonds. I almost fell to the floor.
"I do believe someone is spent, are you not?" Loki teased.
"Um," I responded quietly. It was all I could manage.
Loki chuckled. "I suppose it will not be necessary to bind you while I pleasure myself in front of you?"
"Mmmm," I responded, utterly incapable of speech at this point.
He kissed my forehead as he cradled me in his arms. "Well, you do not appear to be in any shape to walk, and I prefer to take care of myself in the privacy of our own home, so I shall teleport us out."
And so, he did. And he made good on his promise to make me watch while he slowly, torturously got himself off. He fell asleep to the sounds of my whimpering.
The next day Steve saw his office. When he threatened to use the foil to tie me up and beat me...well, the look on his face when I informed him that Loki beat him to it was priceless.
Then he made me clean his office up.
It was worth it, even when Loki smugly said, "I told you so."