Agent A: Displaced

More Control

Back at the training ground Hogun and Volstaag were duelling, Thor relaxing on one of the benches shouting unhelpful commentary while Loki paced. He looked concerned, lost to darker thoughts.

"There you are!" He appeared just in front of her, gripping her hand as if to prove to himself she was real. He studied her face closely, "You look different."

Her eyes, which had remained a swirling grey since yesterday, were glowing gently and a delicate flush clung to her cheeks in her excitement. "I have to show you something, come on." She tugged at his arm like an impatient child.

"Ok, ok, slow down, I'm coming." Loki laughed at her impatience.

"No, your legs are longer than mine, you can go faster than this." They reached the tree, which stood withered and grey as it had before.

"It's a tree?"

"Shush," she demanded, settling herself down on the ground. "Just watch."

She repeated the process, finding that on her second attempt, the seidr flowed much quicker into its roots. She opened her eyes to see it burst into life, the petals of the flowers much richer than before.

She smiled and turned to face Loki, who stared at the tree in astonishment.

"Your mother taught me how to draw power from Asgard itself. And to channel it into something other than myself." She jumped to her feet.

He was still staring. "Loki?"

"Incredible," he exhaled, his voice barely more than a whisper. "You've mastered something I never have. You're doing so well," he leaned down to kiss her gently. "Although I don't appreciate being shushed."

Annalise giggled. "I've just shown you that I've learned how to safely draw power from the very earth, so I don't have to always rely on you, and you're annoyed that I didn't let you speak for a few moments?"

He looked at her with amusement. "Yes."

"Oh I'm sorry, did I offend your dominant sensibilities?"

He backed her up against the tree, both wrists caught in one of his hands and pinned high up on the bark. "Yes," he growled in her ear, letting his hot breath trail down her neck.

She giggled in anticipation, before gasping as Loki's hand slid beneath her skirts and gently caressed her clit. He hummed contentedly as his fingers dipped in between her wet folds, drawing high-pitched cries of pleasure from her as he stroked firmly at the sensitive spots inside her.

Pinned between his chest and the tree, she had no way to escape the sensations he was whipping up inside her. Her orgasm was rushing towards her at an alarming rate, fuelled by the residual excitement of using her power. Sensing his effect on her, Loki removed his lips from her neck, allowing the cool air to tickle the wet kisses and marks he'd left there. He brought his face up to hers, nudging her head back with his forehead so he could watch the pleasure wash over her.

Her body arched as the burning hot orgasm flooded her senses, barely able to breathe as she shook against Loki's firm grip.

He let go of her wrists and pulled her into his chest as he slowly withdrew his fingers from between her legs.

"Now you can't say you don't enjoy my dominant sensibilities. You always come so violently when you are restrained," he purred against her ear.

She smiled through the haze. "You know you're not the only one who likes to be in control though."

"Hmm, really? I don't remember your orgasms being quite that spectacular when you were in charge."

"No, but I still got everything I wanted that night" she admitted looking up at him with a cheeky smirk. "But if I had the opportunity to do it again, I'd do it wildly differently."