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Loki ([personal profile] abit_ofboth) wrote in [personal profile] blackhourglass 2024-02-12 01:16 am (UTC)

There is a possibility that after all of this, Loki might worry about just how easily Natasha can read him. Right now he’s finding it rather comforting. It’s something he’s come to learn more recently, that having people that really know you and care for you is a good thing. Something that took him far too long to learn. There’s just always something in the back of Loki’s mind that has him worried that he’ll fall back on old habits. He hopes not though because he really likes Natasha. And he’s not saying that just because he’s currently having the lay of his life.

When she wraps her legs around him, he groans softly, trying to pull her even closer, like even while buried inside her, he feels the need to be even closer. He’s never felt like this before. Perhaps it’s because of her clear talent in bed, but Loki knew better. It’s because of this wonderful and fully unexpected connection. It’s making all of this more intense and honestly, more than just sex.

He groans and presses his face to her neck as he continues to fuck into her, slow, deep and hard. “You feel incredible. How are you like this? How are you this perfect?” He barely realizes he’s speaking out loud, but he likely wouldn’t care if he did. “I’ve wanted this for so long, wanted you. Never thought it would be quite this good though.”

When she bites him, he moans, long and deep, revelling in the sting of her mouth as he feels the mark she’s leaving. It’s unfortunate it will be gone by morning. He rather would’ve liked a physical piece of evidence of what is happening between them tonight. As she begins to tighten around him again, he pulls back just enough to be able to watch her face. “Come for me again. I want to watch you.”

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