Utter Devotion

Tell Me Everything

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Smut warning ⚠️🌶

Trigger warnings ⚠️ violence, blood, and uncomfortable sexual situations

(I will mark where trigger warning begins and ends and post a summary at the end.)

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"Loki what are you doing?" Ciannait's voice came out as a quiet squeak just over his shoulder, he climbed with one hand, with the other he was already fondling her ass thru her leather pants.

"I thought that was obvious. Now be quiet before someone hears you."

He reached the landing where all the bales of hale were stored, moving stealthily he took her back to the far corner of the landing where they were least likely to be seen.

Loki sat her on her feet and quickly pushed her up against the wall, holding her hands above her head in one of his, her breath caught as she looked up at him in anticipation.

"I was thinking about you earlier," he purred into her ear as he leaned down to kiss her neck, gently sucking and nipping as he went.

"I know."

Ciannait couldn't help herself, she was already panting in anticipation, she tugged and tugged against Loki's grip trying to free her hands so she could touch him.

But try as she might, his grip was too strong.

Loki leaned in to the warm skin against her neck, and briefly rested there, he relaxed his grip on her hands, and breathed in deeply the scent of orange and her sweat mixing together.

Ciannait felt his grip ease and she pulled her hands free, running her hands down his arms, she felt the sinewy, taut muscles flexing underneath the leather of his shirt, up all the way to his broad shoulders and then she ran her hands down his chest, she wanted nothing more to see him bared before her.

Loki stilled when she pulled her hands away, he expected her to grab on to him to continue their frienzed coupling, instead she touched him softly running her hands over him, her soft explorations making him tremble.

She ran her hands back up to his neck and into his hair, turning her head just enough to where they could kiss.

Softly she kissed him, unhurriedly exploring his mouth with her lips and tongue, groaning Loki nipped at her lips tilted her chin up and looked at her thru hooded eyes.

"I want you to mark me."

"What?" She pulled slightly back in surprise, he had respected her request not to mark her anywhere that could be seen, but otherwise he seemed to enjoy leaving bruises all over her breasts and her inner thighs.

"Mark me. So everyone knows I've been claimed. I want everyone here to know that I bed a vixen and she marks me as her own."

Hesitantly she leaned forward and kissed her way across his neck, Loki tilted his head back fully exposing his neck, his face tilted back, his dark hair falling back away from his face.

His beauty struck her so poignantly in that moment, she surged forward and latched on to his neck, sucking till she was sure she'd left a bruise to blossom and moved on to leave another after another, a sudden bought of possessiveness roared to life in her, from where she didn't know, but all she wanted was to mark him as hers and for him to do the same to her.

"Bite me," she didn't pause to even question Loki, her teeth instantly bit down on the tender flesh between his neck and shoulder.

Loki groaned and bucked against her leg as she suckled his neck, his own arousal painfully hard, he suddenly dropped to his feet and began pulling off Ciannait's pants, desperate to taste her.