Agent A: Displaced

I Need To Return To Asgard

The windows glowed with sunlight as she dressed and her heart ached to be free to roam the streets she saw far below her.

She wandered into the kitchen, lost in her own thoughts. It was blissfuly empty.

Heading to the table with a plate of toast she didn't notice Loki sneak up behind her. "Good morning," he whispered in her ear, arms encircling her waist. "You smell delicious, mmm."

He took the plate of toast from her and threw it to the ground, dragging her to the table and folding her over it. Conjuring a rope he bound her wrists above her head and secured it tight so her torso was flat against the cold surface.

"Loki? What are you doing?"

"Hush, or I will be forced to gag you."

She tugged on the rope, but he had left no slack in it and judging by his tone of voice, she didn't think he was joking.

He pulled her jeans and panties to her knees and lifted one leg at a time to pull the fabric clear. His rough handling pulled at her shoulders, making the joints burn. She turned her face into the soft flesh on the inside of her arm to stop from groaning.

He kicked her feet wide, hand sliding up her inner thighs to her sex, which lay open and exposed to him. She twitched against him as his fingers grazed her clit, unable to hold herself still. She kept her face buried in her arm as he continued to pleasure her with his fingers, the new angle enabling him to bring her to the edge much quicker.

As she rode the wave of her first orgasm, she felt a cool finger brush the entrance to her ass and she stiffened in surprise.

"Shh, just relax," Loki purred, placing one hand on her lower back and redoubling his efforts on her clit.

She felt a familiar burning intensity start to build between her legs and she moaned with desire, unable to keep quiet any longer. It was greeted by the firm pressure of Loki pushing his finger deep into her asshole. As she came she felt herself clenching around him, sending further waves of burning pleasure through her body.

He slowly withdrew, setting her nerves alight and causing goosebumps to break out all over her body. She knew what was to come, but the lingering effect of her last orgasm had left her wanting more. She heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper being pulled down.

Using the tip of his cock he rubbed lubricant at her entrance, allowing it to slowly stretch to accommodate his tip before withdrawing, then pressing into her again. Having only the smallest amount of him inside her left her panting and moaning with the feverish, forbidden pleasure he was creating in her. He placed the palms of his hands on her ass cheeks, lifting and spreading her wide before easing his full length into her. Her back arched involuntarily as she was overwhelmed with the feeling of being impaled fully by Loki. He leant down, pressing deeper into her, and whispered in her ear; "Are you enjoying this, Little One?"

"Yes," she whimpered, barely able to make her voice heard above her panting.

"Do you want me to make you come?"

"Yes... Please, yes." She gasped.

He began slowly grinding his hips into her. The pace was glacial but the effect on her was almost instant. Her moans and gasps grew louder and Loki could already feel her tightening around him. He increased his rhythm as he brought her to orgasm once again, a bead of sweat forming on his brow as he drove into her impossibly tight flesh and tried to prolong the ecstasy.

When they were both sated, Loki raised himself up onto his elbows and brushed beads of sweat away from her shoulder blades. Bit by bit, he withdrew from her tight passage, pausing each time he felt her muscles clench around him. Conjuring a damp flannel, he cleaned them both off before freeing her from the rope that held her tight.

Turning her over and slowly helping her to sit up, Loki took in her sweaty, disheveled face and glazed expression. He smiled in silent pride at the effect he had on her. "Enjoy that did you?" He asked, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"Mmm." She replied, sounding more than satisfied to Loki's ears. He picked her up, placing her feet gently back on solid ground. "Might I suggest a bath?"

"Hmm that would be nice" She smiled.

As he moved away, she cried out. "Oh, wait. My toast."

"What?"

"I'd just made toast when you came in. It's probably cold now." She looked disappointed at the thought.

He spotted it, butter-down on the carpet.

"Go make some more, I'll start running you a bath."

She lowered herself into the hot bubbles, plate of fresh toast balanced on the edge. Loki came and sat against the edge of the doorframe.

"I need to return to Asgard."

"Ok?" She said through a mouthful of toast crumbs.

"I need to retrieve something so that next time I can bring you with me."

"You're coming back for me?"

"I meant it when I said you were mine."

She blushed slightly, when he'd said that, she thought he only meant his in bed, for however long he was planning to stick around for.

"Don't you want to visit Asgard?"

"Yes. But, this is all very sudden. When are you going and when will you be back?"

He smiled. "So many questions Little One. I am leaving in the next couple of days but cannot say when I will return. But you will be safe here with my men. You have the run of the city and will have everything you need, but they will never be more than a few feet from you."

She nodded, a confusing mix of emotions overtaking her.