"You don't want the pleasure of unwrapping me?" Definitely still teasing her, with a little smirk at the nip. Of course, he also gives her a taste of more; thumb finding and circling her hidden peak while he slipped his finger more boldly inside of her.
"So impatient" Oh he does, rewarding her with another fierce kiss. Several heartbeats, before speaking against her mouth. "I'm savoring this, sweetling. I hope you have the day off again." It was a promise. Accompanied by a testing, teasing wisp-like brush of his mind to hers. A testing caress, exploring this new connection.
She is a bit impatient, they've teased one another for half the day.
"Oh." There's a tremble that runs down her spine when she feels that brush of his mind. She visualizes returning it, the light of her mind brushing along the solid form of his.
There's no hint of surprise this time, but a warm sensation of approval. Pleased and proud, accepting that touch. Maybe someday he'd show her how her mind appeared to him--all golden warmth and pearl-like.
Another shudder down his spine of pleasure, and he's kissing her again. Almost apologetically, body shifting and hands moving. Just enough to get at his trousers and singlet, before moving to her own underwear.
It's definitely a new thing for Loki, and he's quite enjoying the experience. He really had found an unexpected treasure in her. Surely if her Sorcerer had known, he'd have placed more guards around her mind...
Again, clothing was tossed every which way, until she was bare save for the jewels at her throat and on her wrist. Shifting his body back to be cradled by hers, arm moving around her back to hold her close. Soft but fierce kisses, promising and teasing at once. His free-hand moves to rest over her lower hip and belly, almost as low as her center.
With her new awareness, she can feel his attention shift briefly in his mind. Focusing, and the wash of magic washing over her. A shimmer of greenish-gold in the real-world, as the spell is cast.
As much as Loki was an arrogant narcissist, he also liked his freedom--which meant ensuring no children would come from this dalliance...
She would end up searching for her underwear come morning, but right now she's got a naked god in her bed and he deserves her undivided attention.
The swirl of magic tingles in her belly and she understands what he's doing. At some point she will ponder if their genetics would even be compatible to produce a child.
Now though she's left his lips to leave bites along his shoulder, eventually stopping to suck a red mark near his neck. There's a little possesive streak that she feels as she does so.
Low and pleased amusement, soft laughter, rumbles in him at her own possessive streak. And a pleased gasp with her attentions. Brushing his head against hers, nuzzling where he can. His spell cast, that hand moves to her hip. Holding her steady, brushing himself against her to be certain they're aligned and ready to join each other. With a steady thrust, he completes the action, entering her as fully as he can.
"I'm here, Christine." Reassuring, low voice silken as his mind wrapped around hers as well. Holding it all for a moment, fixing it in his memory and hers of their bodies joined so intimately. Before moving, hips shifting strongly, testing and teasing.
The small bites of pain don't bother him at all. His mouth is by her ear, nuzzling and pressing kisses to her hair and forehead. Soft sighs and low gasps, an occasional moan. Taking pleasure in her and her body wrapped around his.
It is not with a gentle pace that they move. But deep, a controlled need let out on a loose rein. Thorough, being sure she felt every slide of his body with her own.
They both need this, and Christine enjoys the deep movements. He bottoms out with every thrust, each time earning a small moan or gasp.
She's had some good sex in her lifetime, but the added mind connection brings this beyond anything she's experinced before. She's going to want to do this again.
The mind connection is new, and so far only enhances the experience. It's also a sign of trust, as he'd never had a partner capable of, or let one so close, as to return the touches. But she was so genuine and giving and kind...
They had the night, and perhaps well into the morning, to come. He would not make promises--didn't do sentiment... But Loki also knew he would visit her again. For the companionship both intimate and otherwise.
That was the future though, in the now, it's a full pace. Needy and raw with want without being demanding. He's speaking in her ear, against her hair. Soft little sounds and words in a language she can't recognize.
It takes a lot of trust for him to let someone close, period. She's gotten glimpses of the real him, some that he intentionally shown to her. Others he hadn't intended at all...
Even if she can't understand his words, the tone is encouraging and praising. At least one of the phrases he's said to her before, though she didn't understand then and won't now. Silken and warm murmurs only for her. Loki wouldn't deny he had talked with and to his lovers before, but for her--they were accompanied by soft brushes of his mind against hers. Little wisps of thought and touch that praised her, welcomed her, appreciated and wanted her more.
It was his way of reassuring her, that his mind caressed hers while he spoke to her in a language she couldn't understand.
"Where?" Whispered softly, hand moving from her hip already. Seeking out her skin, tracing up along her ribs to her breast once more. At her back, he shifted his arm slightly; taking more weight on it, so his angle over all moved as well. Shifted to be even more full...
I won't be so boarish as to leave you wanting, Sweetling. A silken wisp of thought-sensation. My pride alone wouldn't let me do that to a lover...
It baffled him still, that she could trust him so easily. Or that he wanted her to. And while he'd take advantage of that, Loki truly had no intentions of betraying that trust that he could see easily or soon. Those thoughts came with a flood of want-need, that made him chuckle. Following her instructions, clever fingers moved. Teasing her skin, tugging and pinching nipples, before moving lower. Directly between her thighs, just above where they joined, with insistent and sure touches. All while her neck and throat and jaw were loved on with kisses, before his mouth sought hers again.
Shatter for me. He could've nudged her so easily, but the sensation never came. Just a caress of words with the order.
Absolutely wonderful, and lovely... He's there to catch her, holding her, feeling her tighten around him. It's with a low, shuddery breath, that he falls over his own edge shortly after. A fierce kiss placed against her cheek, arm around her keeping her close. Hips spasming to bring him closer, keep him buried in her body. Beautiful. He murmurs against her mind, the words accompanied by a wave of pleasure and satisfaction, a hint of arrogance, and perhaps-surprisingly--possessiveness.
"I'll remember that." The words are murmured against her skin, soft little kisses. If he were a cat, he'd be purring. Shifting only enough that he can wrap both arms around her, otherwise unmoving. Keeping her close, bodies still joined. "I think, my dear, that you have latent psychic abilities. Which means you absolutely need to learn to shield." A kiss against her cheek and then his eyes are meeting hers. "It would also explain why you were able to detect my suggestions, when most people can't."
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Date: 2021-08-18 09:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-08-18 09:17 am (UTC)"Please." There is a tone of begging, he would probably like that.
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Date: 2021-08-18 09:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-08-18 09:27 am (UTC)"Oh." There's a tremble that runs down her spine when she feels that brush of his mind. She visualizes returning it, the light of her mind brushing along the solid form of his.
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Date: 2021-08-18 09:32 am (UTC)Another shudder down his spine of pleasure, and he's kissing her again. Almost apologetically, body shifting and hands moving. Just enough to get at his trousers and singlet, before moving to her own underwear.
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Date: 2021-08-18 09:39 am (UTC)There's a tiny whine when his hand leaves her but quick enough he's back and she's lifting her hips to help him remove her underwear.
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Date: 2021-08-18 09:46 am (UTC)Again, clothing was tossed every which way, until she was bare save for the jewels at her throat and on her wrist. Shifting his body back to be cradled by hers, arm moving around her back to hold her close. Soft but fierce kisses, promising and teasing at once. His free-hand moves to rest over her lower hip and belly, almost as low as her center.
With her new awareness, she can feel his attention shift briefly in his mind. Focusing, and the wash of magic washing over her. A shimmer of greenish-gold in the real-world, as the spell is cast.
As much as Loki was an arrogant narcissist, he also liked his freedom--which meant ensuring no children would come from this dalliance...
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Date: 2021-08-18 09:54 am (UTC)The swirl of magic tingles in her belly and she understands what he's doing. At some point she will ponder if their genetics would even be compatible to produce a child.
Now though she's left his lips to leave bites along his shoulder, eventually stopping to suck a red mark near his neck. There's a little possesive streak that she feels as she does so.
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Date: 2021-08-18 10:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-08-18 10:04 am (UTC)She running her hands over his back, combining smooth palms with the occasional bite of nails.
"Loki" it's both out loud and mental, a moan when he presses into her, that satisfying moment of her body adjusting to his.
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Date: 2021-08-18 10:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-08-18 10:14 am (UTC)As if she would be able to forget, she's sure this memory will serve as company on lonely nights.
He moves his hips and she moves to meet him, her hands on his hips, nails leaving little half-moons pressed into his pale skin.
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Date: 2021-08-18 10:19 am (UTC)It is not with a gentle pace that they move. But deep, a controlled need let out on a loose rein. Thorough, being sure she felt every slide of his body with her own.
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Date: 2021-08-18 10:24 am (UTC)She's had some good sex in her lifetime, but the added mind connection brings this beyond anything she's experinced before. She's going to want to do this again.
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Date: 2021-08-18 10:30 am (UTC)They had the night, and perhaps well into the morning, to come. He would not make promises--didn't do sentiment... But Loki also knew he would visit her again. For the companionship both intimate and otherwise.
That was the future though, in the now, it's a full pace. Needy and raw with want without being demanding. He's speaking in her ear, against her hair. Soft little sounds and words in a language she can't recognize.
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Date: 2021-08-18 10:53 am (UTC)Christine will likely want him at least once more tonight.
She's returning his words with sweet little encouragement. How good he feels, his name, just general praise.
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Date: 2021-08-18 10:59 am (UTC)Even if she can't understand his words, the tone is encouraging and praising. At least one of the phrases he's said to her before, though she didn't understand then and won't now. Silken and warm murmurs only for her. Loki wouldn't deny he had talked with and to his lovers before, but for her--they were accompanied by soft brushes of his mind against hers. Little wisps of thought and touch that praised her, welcomed her, appreciated and wanted her more.
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Date: 2021-08-18 11:20 am (UTC)"Touch me, please. I want to come with you." She wants him to feel her come around him, to have that connection.
Her mind is just as tender as his, brushing and caressing against him.
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Date: 2021-08-18 11:28 am (UTC)"Where?" Whispered softly, hand moving from her hip already. Seeking out her skin, tracing up along her ribs to her breast once more. At her back, he shifted his arm slightly; taking more weight on it, so his angle over all moved as well. Shifted to be even more full...
I won't be so boarish as to leave you wanting, Sweetling. A silken wisp of thought-sensation. My pride alone wouldn't let me do that to a lover...
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Date: 2021-08-18 11:55 am (UTC)The change in position moves him to a slightly different angle, one that feels especially nice.
"You know what I need." A flood of thoughts, tugged nipples, a hand between her thighs.
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Date: 2021-08-18 12:04 pm (UTC)Shatter for me. He could've nudged her so easily, but the sensation never came. Just a caress of words with the order.
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Date: 2021-08-18 12:46 pm (UTC)He's good at reading what her mind sends him and she's moaning and writing under him very quickly.
The order is all it takes to send her over the edge, her body spasaming around him, trying to milk him.
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Date: 2021-08-18 12:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-08-18 01:58 pm (UTC)She has her own wave of emotions, affection leading the charge.
"Might be better than cheesecake, I'll need further studies to make sure."
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