As his orgasm finally begins to wane, his mind becomes hazy with afterglow. He’s only just vaguely aware of her gentle hands as she unties him. His muscles all feel loose and languid. Loki can’t ever remember coming so hard in his life. And it only makes sense that the best orgasm of his life would come at the hands of Natasha Romanoff. Only she could touch him like this, could make him react in such a way, could bring him to such glorious heights.
“You were, love. In all the ways that count, it was you fucking me.” And he believes that to his core. It didn’t matter that some toy was involved as well. This happened because of her, because of them. No one else could make him feel like this.
He had made quite the mess, but didn’t care even enough to magic it away right away, his mind still too hazy to care as he rolls onto his back, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her in as she snuggles up to his sweaty and spent body. Without a second thought, he leans in to kiss her deeply. “I love you too, my sweet.” He runs a hand slowly down her body. “You have made me come so beautifully. Did this bring you release as well? Or do I get the privilege of returning the favour?”
Loki might be tired, but he’s not that tired. He’s always game to give Natasha all the pleasure she deserves.
There was such wonder in seeing him like this, and knowing that she had been the one to do it. Natasha couldn't recall a time where she'd ever brought a man pleasure as great as this- -but she'd never tried either. It would never occur to her to do so until now, until she'd found the man she loved more than life itself. The man she bound herself to in every manner possible. They would be tied together in ceremony soon, and this was only the start of their life together.
Watching him roll over, eyes glazed with the remnants of the orgasm she brought him, Natasha leans in and runs her body against his, her legs sliding against his own. She can feel bits of his sticky release against his thighs, as she is certain he can feel the slick from her own enthusiasm running along the inside of her legs. Moaning softly, she falls into their kiss, nipping at his lip while pouring a measure of her distinct hunger into it. There's no doubt that she's on the edge of panting for his touch.
Though she finds no fault in him not recognizing her need right away. In fact, she's almost pleased by it-- knowing that he's so sated and lost in that feeling to realize how desperate she is for him. "I- I was too busy focusing on you to find my own pleasure. I loved watching the way you fell apart under my hands. Knowing that I was doing that brought me an intrinsic pleasure... and now. Fuck, I'm burning up inside." Natasha kisses over his jaw, running her teeth in a primal streak behind-- feeling raw and open now, desperate and incredibly needy after what she's just done.
In return, Loki couldn’t think of a time when anyone had brought him this level of pleasure either. He knows now that he’s going to have to up his game and return the favour. He decides in that moment that he’s going to make sure he finds out everything she enjoys and bring it all together so that she receives the same pleasure or better that she just gave to him.
He only wishes he was as much of a natural at figuring that out as she clearly is. Because he really doesn’t know how he’s going to manage topping what she’s just done for him.
Taking a moment to simply enjoy the afterglow, he holds her close, his hand dancing over every inch of skin he can reach. He listens to her, noting the heat he can still feel coming from her. He might seem off in his own haze of pleasure, but he takes in every word she says. Loki hums lightly at the feel of her lips and teeth against his skin.
“Well now, we can’t have that can we? My queen deserves all the pleasure her king can muster.” He grins before quickly rolling them so that she’s on her back before kissing her fiercely. It’s really only a shame he won’t be able to get hard just yet, but that doesn’t mean he can’t bring her to new heights. Loki begins to trail his kisses down her body, starting with her neck before dragging his tongue down her body, stopping at one breast to dance his tongue over one pert nipple.
Natasha might be a fireball internally, but she is still flying high from what she did to Loki-- his pleasure translates easily into how her body still writhes and moves beneath the man she loves now. There's an inhuman need to be touched and desired, but there's also a part of her that doesn't need to find that ultimate goal; having found it with Loki was more than enough. She was woven together so intimately with him when he finally let go that Nat swore she could feel the way his body stretched tight and bundled with that profound pleasure at his core before exploding.
Being behind him, working Loki through that unique experience, brought Nat to a new height of pleasure as well. Maybe she was an inferno of his pleasure right now, and it only stood to reason that every time his fingers stroked over her naked form, she cried out. "My Loki. Oh gods, yes." When his mouth captured hers, she poured out all that she had taken in from their experience, lapping and exchanging the fierce resonating pleasure that still sang across her form from Loki's pleasure.
Perhaps he was still out of it, but she wasn't completely aware of everything either. Lost in this nest of heat and love, she gasped when he kissed his way down her body. Nails drew pink lines along his shoulders and cast slightly darker hues along the strength of his arms. His mouth was a force of nature, and when it found her sensitive nipple, it struck her core like lightning. "Loki!" Nat bit at her lip until it bled, the pleasure was like someone had flipped the circuit breaker on in her body and she could suddenly feel lights popping on everywhere, dragging everything down to her core.
Not for the first time this night, Loki can’t help but think about how they seem to be intrinsically joined together. How quickly they have come together, matching perfectly like with no one else before. Loki isn’t sure he’ll ever get used to the idea, like he’ll always be pleasantly surprised to find he’s found his one, his queen. And he plans to be the best husband she could ever wish for. They will have the best life together and Loki plans on spending every single day showing her just how wonderful she is.
For now, he takes pleasure in bringing her pleasure. The way she reacts to him is something too beautiful for words. That she even allows him to see her this way is something he will treasure for the rest of time. How she writhes and pants for him, calling his name. She is the most beautiful creature in all the multiverse and he’s never been happier.
As she calls out in pleasure again, he sucks hard at her nipple, adding teeth as he slides a hand between her legs to tease at her clit. Even if she comes on the spot, he’s not done with her. He wants to taste her pleasure, and he doesn’t plan on stopping until he does.
It's going to take much longer than a single evening to make complete sense of all that has happened, even once they are joined later on in the day and they've found themselves among the bough of their wedding bed, marking one another in their special ways, Nat postulates that it will be a thing she pinches herself over with the rise of each new day. She knows that she will continually admire and live for the special marks that they wear and the essence that they share within those marks. Sharing blood and flesh is spiritual; together, they are bound in time, beyond time, so it should be such.
Even now, Nat can feel the tethering of that bond with Loki's naked form pressed hard and tight to hers. She writhed against him, even with him moving away from her. Her thighs grasped around his sides and back, toes slid against his waist and hips. Shivering, She can barely stand the singular pleasure from his mouth clamped around her nipple. It's excruciating in the way it sends nothing but thrilling sensations to her core.
This was one of those times where she was worked up enough that Loki wouldn't even have to touch her clit. He could have kept at her nipples alone, and she would have found herself lost to him. Yet he does reach into her wetness and rolls against that sensitive nub. Her hands grip his shoulders, and she only lasts moments before her orgasm greets her, hips rolling against his fingers. Moaning loudly, Natasha cries out Loki's name over and over. He's her lover, her love, and her king. He's everything she could ever want, and every bit of pleasure that radiates through her is because of him and him alone. Fuck, she loves him.
It’s as if they are both insatiable for each other. Not just sexually, but spiritually. In fact, he desires her in all ways possible. He wants to better know her mind, body and soul and the fact that he has that chance, that that will happen fills him with a sense of purpose and joy that he didn’t know was possible. She is everything he ever could’ve dreamed of and so much more. Together they will see all the multiverse has to show them while they ensure the destiny of all living creatures.
He worries, a bit, that it is too much to ask. This has all happened so quickly, he’s unsure she has had the time to truly consider what this all means, but in his heart he knows this is meant to be and she will handle it all with strength and grace.
It feels as though her body is strung tight, and he knows she’s about to release. The thought gives him a thrill as he sucks harder and rubs faster. Her legs grip him tightly and he knows just how hard she’s going to come. When she does, he’s filled with a sense of pride even as he doesn’t let up. As she crests, he plunges his fingers deep inside her as his thumb continues to press circles into her clit, trying to drag every last bit of pleasure from her. She is so stunningly beautiful like this and he cannot express just how much he loves her in return.
As their future awaits them, Natasha grows more and more eager for the adventures that they will have together. She knows that it will be boundless enjoyment in so many ways. Not the first being the start of their life together. Although, how she can ever set her mind to any more of those details when Loki's set her mind to the most delicious winding up of her body she's ever felt. No one in the world can touch her like this, and she wants no one else.
How many times can she think that, say that, and mean it-- each time deeper than the time before? If anything, she worries that the intensity of her love might be too much, that she might need him more than he'll ever realize, that the desire to crawl inside him and be a part of him goes beyond the normal. It's far too deep of a passion, too much possession, and obsession even, but Nat knows there's no turning back-- and she prays that he'll never turn her away.
The quicker her rubs, the closer she comes until she's lost and flying high-- cursing through her orgasm and singing his name. Intensity has new meaning when pleasure crashes in from all directions and doesn't stop. It only continues to build, keeping her bowed and crying out. It feels like a full minute before Natasha can't stand it any longer and has to let go to breathe; she drops down and clings to Loki, a panting mess.
"Oh my heavens, that was spectacular. You are amazing, my love. I can't wait to carry your name."
There is nothing in the world she could do to make him turn her away, or that he would find too overwhelming. She might worry that her feelings are too intense, but the fact of the matter is that Loki feels the exact same way. There is nothing int he world he wants more than to have her by his side for all of eternity. He can no longer imagine a world without her in it and he will do everything in his power for them to live the rest of their days in splendour.
Now that he has her in his life, he cannot imagine going back to the loneliness he experienced before. His time on his throne previously has been fulfilling for sure, but despite his love for his job and his need to continue it, he knows now he is not meant to do it alone. At least not anymore. There really is no one better suited to sit by his side and help the continuation of the multiverse. He only isn’t sure why it took him so long to realize it.
As she comes, Loki thinks there’s nothing better in the world than making her happy. He hopes that she finds their job together as satisfying, but no matter what, he plans on taking her to bed each night and giving her this. He feels her wetness gush over his hand as she squeezes around his fingers, her words falling from her mouth in the most beautiful cadence. Loki has seen many things in his time, but nothing compares to this.
Slowly, he removes his hand and wraps her in an embrace as he softly kisses the delicate skin of her neck. “You deserve everything you could ever desire. You can have all of me forever, I am yours.”
Shivers run through her spine with the touch of his lips to her sensitive neck after such a monumental orgasm. All she can think about is how spectacular life is now that he is in her world. In the space of so many short hours, Natasha's life has been turned up on end and there's no going back, but she wouldn't give up any of this-- not for all the riches in the world, for her riches are right here in this precious man holding her tight. Sighing against all the sensations still buzzing through her system, she gazes up at him.
"I can't wait until we give our declarations later today. It's only a matter of hours now, and we will stand together and speak words that will bind us together forever, and then we will mark one another. I can't wait for you to see me in what I've chosen to wear. Although, this attire here is pretty amazing."
Natasha runs her fingers down along Loki's side and up his back, admiring his strength. There's such richness in his character and body. There are so many facets of him that Natasha can't wait to explore.
In all his long life, Loki has never felt like this before. So much of his life he has been alone, even if much of that has been his own doing. It felt like karma when he’d had to give up everyone he’d come to cherish in order to save the multiverse. It is what he deserves, or that is what he’d thought at the time.
This though, finding Natasha again and having the chance to apologize, above all else, has shown him that he does deserve a second chance. Not only that, but he actually has one. There is nothing he wouldn’t do for her and no way he can thank her enough for everything it means to have her by his side. His queen.
”There is nothing that could ever take me away from you, and our ceremony later will only solidify that. Our bonds shall never be broken.” He places a gentle kiss to the side of her face as he relaxes against her, enjoying the feel of her hands caressing him. He really could not be more thankful in that moment.
[Feel free to add anything you want, his outfit, the rings, any magic he wants to add to make it fun. These are all pictures I found while they were talking about it during the rp. :) Also, if you want to change anything, let me know. ]
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Date: 2024-12-19 06:57 pm (UTC)“You were, love. In all the ways that count, it was you fucking me.” And he believes that to his core. It didn’t matter that some toy was involved as well. This happened because of her, because of them. No one else could make him feel like this.
He had made quite the mess, but didn’t care even enough to magic it away right away, his mind still too hazy to care as he rolls onto his back, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her in as she snuggles up to his sweaty and spent body. Without a second thought, he leans in to kiss her deeply. “I love you too, my sweet.” He runs a hand slowly down her body. “You have made me come so beautifully. Did this bring you release as well? Or do I get the privilege of returning the favour?”
Loki might be tired, but he’s not that tired. He’s always game to give Natasha all the pleasure she deserves.
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Date: 2024-12-21 08:42 pm (UTC)Watching him roll over, eyes glazed with the remnants of the orgasm she brought him, Natasha leans in and runs her body against his, her legs sliding against his own. She can feel bits of his sticky release against his thighs, as she is certain he can feel the slick from her own enthusiasm running along the inside of her legs. Moaning softly, she falls into their kiss, nipping at his lip while pouring a measure of her distinct hunger into it. There's no doubt that she's on the edge of panting for his touch.
Though she finds no fault in him not recognizing her need right away. In fact, she's almost pleased by it-- knowing that he's so sated and lost in that feeling to realize how desperate she is for him. "I- I was too busy focusing on you to find my own pleasure. I loved watching the way you fell apart under my hands. Knowing that I was doing that brought me an intrinsic pleasure... and now. Fuck, I'm burning up inside." Natasha kisses over his jaw, running her teeth in a primal streak behind-- feeling raw and open now, desperate and incredibly needy after what she's just done.
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Date: 2024-12-24 04:02 pm (UTC)He only wishes he was as much of a natural at figuring that out as she clearly is. Because he really doesn’t know how he’s going to manage topping what she’s just done for him.
Taking a moment to simply enjoy the afterglow, he holds her close, his hand dancing over every inch of skin he can reach. He listens to her, noting the heat he can still feel coming from her. He might seem off in his own haze of pleasure, but he takes in every word she says. Loki hums lightly at the feel of her lips and teeth against his skin.
“Well now, we can’t have that can we? My queen deserves all the pleasure her king can muster.” He grins before quickly rolling them so that she’s on her back before kissing her fiercely. It’s really only a shame he won’t be able to get hard just yet, but that doesn’t mean he can’t bring her to new heights. Loki begins to trail his kisses down her body, starting with her neck before dragging his tongue down her body, stopping at one breast to dance his tongue over one pert nipple.
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Date: 2024-12-31 05:53 pm (UTC)Being behind him, working Loki through that unique experience, brought Nat to a new height of pleasure as well. Maybe she was an inferno of his pleasure right now, and it only stood to reason that every time his fingers stroked over her naked form, she cried out. "My Loki. Oh gods, yes." When his mouth captured hers, she poured out all that she had taken in from their experience, lapping and exchanging the fierce resonating pleasure that still sang across her form from Loki's pleasure.
Perhaps he was still out of it, but she wasn't completely aware of everything either. Lost in this nest of heat and love, she gasped when he kissed his way down her body. Nails drew pink lines along his shoulders and cast slightly darker hues along the strength of his arms. His mouth was a force of nature, and when it found her sensitive nipple, it struck her core like lightning. "Loki!" Nat bit at her lip until it bled, the pleasure was like someone had flipped the circuit breaker on in her body and she could suddenly feel lights popping on everywhere, dragging everything down to her core.
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Date: 2025-01-03 08:07 pm (UTC)For now, he takes pleasure in bringing her pleasure. The way she reacts to him is something too beautiful for words. That she even allows him to see her this way is something he will treasure for the rest of time. How she writhes and pants for him, calling his name. She is the most beautiful creature in all the multiverse and he’s never been happier.
As she calls out in pleasure again, he sucks hard at her nipple, adding teeth as he slides a hand between her legs to tease at her clit. Even if she comes on the spot, he’s not done with her. He wants to taste her pleasure, and he doesn’t plan on stopping until he does.
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Date: 2025-01-09 04:18 pm (UTC)Even now, Nat can feel the tethering of that bond with Loki's naked form pressed hard and tight to hers. She writhed against him, even with him moving away from her. Her thighs grasped around his sides and back, toes slid against his waist and hips. Shivering, She can barely stand the singular pleasure from his mouth clamped around her nipple. It's excruciating in the way it sends nothing but thrilling sensations to her core.
This was one of those times where she was worked up enough that Loki wouldn't even have to touch her clit. He could have kept at her nipples alone, and she would have found herself lost to him. Yet he does reach into her wetness and rolls against that sensitive nub. Her hands grip his shoulders, and she only lasts moments before her orgasm greets her, hips rolling against his fingers. Moaning loudly, Natasha cries out Loki's name over and over. He's her lover, her love, and her king. He's everything she could ever want, and every bit of pleasure that radiates through her is because of him and him alone. Fuck, she loves him.
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Date: 2025-01-11 07:59 pm (UTC)He worries, a bit, that it is too much to ask. This has all happened so quickly, he’s unsure she has had the time to truly consider what this all means, but in his heart he knows this is meant to be and she will handle it all with strength and grace.
It feels as though her body is strung tight, and he knows she’s about to release. The thought gives him a thrill as he sucks harder and rubs faster. Her legs grip him tightly and he knows just how hard she’s going to come. When she does, he’s filled with a sense of pride even as he doesn’t let up. As she crests, he plunges his fingers deep inside her as his thumb continues to press circles into her clit, trying to drag every last bit of pleasure from her. She is so stunningly beautiful like this and he cannot express just how much he loves her in return.
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Date: 2025-01-13 06:54 pm (UTC)How many times can she think that, say that, and mean it-- each time deeper than the time before? If anything, she worries that the intensity of her love might be too much, that she might need him more than he'll ever realize, that the desire to crawl inside him and be a part of him goes beyond the normal. It's far too deep of a passion, too much possession, and obsession even, but Nat knows there's no turning back-- and she prays that he'll never turn her away.
The quicker her rubs, the closer she comes until she's lost and flying high-- cursing through her orgasm and singing his name. Intensity has new meaning when pleasure crashes in from all directions and doesn't stop. It only continues to build, keeping her bowed and crying out. It feels like a full minute before Natasha can't stand it any longer and has to let go to breathe; she drops down and clings to Loki, a panting mess.
"Oh my heavens, that was spectacular. You are amazing, my love. I can't wait to carry your name."
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Date: 2025-01-16 08:32 pm (UTC)Now that he has her in his life, he cannot imagine going back to the loneliness he experienced before. His time on his throne previously has been fulfilling for sure, but despite his love for his job and his need to continue it, he knows now he is not meant to do it alone. At least not anymore. There really is no one better suited to sit by his side and help the continuation of the multiverse. He only isn’t sure why it took him so long to realize it.
As she comes, Loki thinks there’s nothing better in the world than making her happy. He hopes that she finds their job together as satisfying, but no matter what, he plans on taking her to bed each night and giving her this. He feels her wetness gush over his hand as she squeezes around his fingers, her words falling from her mouth in the most beautiful cadence. Loki has seen many things in his time, but nothing compares to this.
Slowly, he removes his hand and wraps her in an embrace as he softly kisses the delicate skin of her neck. “You deserve everything you could ever desire. You can have all of me forever, I am yours.”
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Date: 2025-01-21 06:09 pm (UTC)"I can't wait until we give our declarations later today. It's only a matter of hours now, and we will stand together and speak words that will bind us together forever, and then we will mark one another. I can't wait for you to see me in what I've chosen to wear. Although, this attire here is pretty amazing."
Natasha runs her fingers down along Loki's side and up his back, admiring his strength. There's such richness in his character and body. There are so many facets of him that Natasha can't wait to explore.
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Date: 2025-01-30 06:46 pm (UTC)This though, finding Natasha again and having the chance to apologize, above all else, has shown him that he does deserve a second chance. Not only that, but he actually has one. There is nothing he wouldn’t do for her and no way he can thank her enough for everything it means to have her by his side. His queen.
”There is nothing that could ever take me away from you, and our ceremony later will only solidify that. Our bonds shall never be broken.” He places a gentle kiss to the side of her face as he relaxes against her, enjoying the feel of her hands caressing him. He really could not be more thankful in that moment.
[ooc: Should we fast forward to the ceremony?]
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Date: 2025-02-02 03:32 pm (UTC)[Feel free to add anything you want, his outfit, the rings, any magic he wants to add to make it fun. These are all pictures I found while they were talking about it during the rp. :) Also, if you want to change anything, let me know. ]