Loki has no intention of trying to change her. He enjoys the possessiveness that he sees in her eyes, mostly because he feels the same way about her. He would not have agreed to something like their markings if he did not. He simply does not want her to feel jealous, because there is absolutely no reason for it. It might not have been that long that they have been together, but she is the only one for him and he can’t ever see that changing.
“I will hold you to that.” He grins cheekily. “I very much cannot wait to see you do exactly that.” He suspects it will not take much to get him to that state, at least not with her taking charge. Natasha in control might be one of his best and most prominent fantasies. She really can do anything she wants to him, and he’ll love every last second of it.
Without further comment, except perhaps for the deep moan that escapes him when she bites harder at his nipple, he rolls over onto his stomach. He doesn’t mind the idea of kneeling, at least not for her, but this feels like the better option to him right now. Loki has probably never been this docile before, this obedient as he puts his arms behind his back and waits for her, even has his erection grows, pressing almost uncomfortably into the bed beneath him. He shivers at the mention of his legs being tied to the bed, a combination of nervousness and anticipation.
One day, he hopes she does that exact thing. Stretching him out across their bed, putting him on full display for her pleasure. The idea is rather enticing. But for now he’s thrilled with how things are going. Loki can’t help but wiggle his ass at her, a smile on his face with his head tilted to the side to try and see her. “Oh darling, you can fuck me anytime you want.”
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Date: 2024-10-06 09:41 pm (UTC)“I will hold you to that.” He grins cheekily. “I very much cannot wait to see you do exactly that.” He suspects it will not take much to get him to that state, at least not with her taking charge. Natasha in control might be one of his best and most prominent fantasies. She really can do anything she wants to him, and he’ll love every last second of it.
Without further comment, except perhaps for the deep moan that escapes him when she bites harder at his nipple, he rolls over onto his stomach. He doesn’t mind the idea of kneeling, at least not for her, but this feels like the better option to him right now. Loki has probably never been this docile before, this obedient as he puts his arms behind his back and waits for her, even has his erection grows, pressing almost uncomfortably into the bed beneath him. He shivers at the mention of his legs being tied to the bed, a combination of nervousness and anticipation.
One day, he hopes she does that exact thing. Stretching him out across their bed, putting him on full display for her pleasure. The idea is rather enticing. But for now he’s thrilled with how things are going. Loki can’t help but wiggle his ass at her, a smile on his face with his head tilted to the side to try and see her. “Oh darling, you can fuck me anytime you want.”