For Loki, none of that matters. It’s in what she actually does, not what she wants to do that really makes a person. In fact, just that she can control herself at all is something he admires. How could he not? Loki spent much of his youth unable to do just that and he knows exactly how much trouble it caused him and those around him. And it isn’t like Loki is a stranger to enjoying similar things. He always favoured his daggers for a reason, even though he knows his magic is much more powerful.
She is correct about that. In fact he thinks it shows her strength. That she is not simply a killer, that she doesn’t let that rule her life is truly something Loki would like to learn from. He has, of course, learned much himself in recent years. He has changed a lot, no longer filled with anger and resentment especially now he has a higher purpose, but he could never imagine looking down on someone for not being the same. He doesn’t want her to be the same. He likes Natasha exactly as she is and there is not much he thinks would change that.
At her words, her yells of passion, Loki does exactly that and bites and sucks harder, possibly bruising her, but gods, the way she moves against him and screams his name has him losing control. He’s starting to let his baser instincts take over and he can only hope he doesn’t go too far. He pulls back, bringing her breast with him for a moment as he sucks hard while pealing back from her. Glancing up at her, he smiles lasciviously, his eyes dark with lust. “Then you shall get exactly that.”
He gasps and groans slightly as her fingers deftly dance over the sensitive head of his cock causing him to rock his hips forward. He can practically smell her arousal by now and it’s driving him insane. It doesn’t help (or hurt) that he can now feel her wetness as well as she rocks more fully against him. “I do not wish to wait.” It’s all he says before a wave of green washes over them and they find themselves naked and in her bedroom, her still straddling him but now they are on her bed.
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Date: 2024-01-28 10:45 pm (UTC)She is correct about that. In fact he thinks it shows her strength. That she is not simply a killer, that she doesn’t let that rule her life is truly something Loki would like to learn from. He has, of course, learned much himself in recent years. He has changed a lot, no longer filled with anger and resentment especially now he has a higher purpose, but he could never imagine looking down on someone for not being the same. He doesn’t want her to be the same. He likes Natasha exactly as she is and there is not much he thinks would change that.
At her words, her yells of passion, Loki does exactly that and bites and sucks harder, possibly bruising her, but gods, the way she moves against him and screams his name has him losing control. He’s starting to let his baser instincts take over and he can only hope he doesn’t go too far. He pulls back, bringing her breast with him for a moment as he sucks hard while pealing back from her. Glancing up at her, he smiles lasciviously, his eyes dark with lust. “Then you shall get exactly that.”
He gasps and groans slightly as her fingers deftly dance over the sensitive head of his cock causing him to rock his hips forward. He can practically smell her arousal by now and it’s driving him insane. It doesn’t help (or hurt) that he can now feel her wetness as well as she rocks more fully against him. “I do not wish to wait.” It’s all he says before a wave of green washes over them and they find themselves naked and in her bedroom, her still straddling him but now they are on her bed.