Out of reach • A Loki fanfiction

Chapter 67 - Care (part 2)

Silk, soft sheets cooled Vera's bare back the same time she allowed a new pill to slide down her throat. Loki followed her body with his, kneeling between her legs as his hand let go of her lower back—entrusting his bed to provide the same amount of comfort. Their lips never strayed too far, only to allow breaths to pass trough.

Towels laid forgotten on the bathroom floor, stars outside were their biggest source of light, and words had been nonexistent since their last admittance of desire from merely seconds ago.

Lips starting to swell, Loki redirected his kisses down Vera's jaw, neck, collarbone, and chest. Her back arched with the sensation, along with a hand which she tangled in his hair. A hand of his found its way between her thighs, automatically having her spread her legs to give his fingers access, to find the wetness gathering and building between her folds.

Loki's mouth found her breasts, Vera's heel found his ass, and both their ears found each other's sounds. It was about to be love making at its finest. Underneath stars and soft candlelight, on the bed where they had experienced intimacy for the very first time, with no inch of greed in either minds. This was it. This was magic.

With Loki kissing his way back up, came one arm holding his weight next to Vera's head, and the other lining up his erection with her core. He pushed himself in slowly, while swallowing her pleasurable whimpers with a passionate kiss. Soft and tender, yet claiming and hard.

Vera's hands travelled to his back, where she let her nails scratch over lines she knew exactly where to find. Her heels pushed against his ass, driving him deeper inside to which her lips detached from his to let out a deep moan.

That's where Loki suddenly found his voice, looking into her eyes which she struggled to not close shut. "You okay?"

Vera nodded before sighing out a big smile. She wrapped her legs firmer around his waist, hugged his body closer to hers, and dragged him back down to position his ear right next to her lips. "I'm perfect."

Loki took the reassurance as his sign to move. To let his hips cause friction, and let his mouth suck on skin behind her ear to louden Vera's verbal response. She moved her body along with him, pressing her breasts against his chest as she too dreamt away in the beautiful sounds he made.

When the perfect pace was set, Loki reached for one of her hands, intertwined his fingers with hers, and laid them together next to her head, where he leaned his weight back on. It was the exact same move he made when they shared a bed for the very first time. A move he made when their love hadn't fully grown just yet. And now, a move he made to keep on reminding them both that this was very much real. It was a move made to put emphasis on the fact that this wasn't just sex. This was intimacy in the most beautiful, loving, vulnerable, and trustworthy way.

Vera gratefully squeezed his hand before taking taking his other, and guiding him to feel her. To touch her where he had avoided to touch her in the bath—afraid of escalation. To kneed her breasts, squeeze her hip, pinch her nipples, and scratch her thigh. Spurred on to do just that, thoroughly played her like an instrument. Just one spot was left untouched. A spot begging for attention, given by Vera's own hand.

"Loki, come with me." She whispered against his ear, with her hand reached between their bodies, pressing gently down on her throbbing clit.

Loki's forehead ended up pressed against hers as he nodded, and stopped researching her body with his touch, to join her hand to where they were combined. "You first."

Perhaps it should have been off putting that Loki's fingers knew how to send her over the edge and that her own didn't anymore, but right now it made Vera's peak all the higher. His fingers pressed against hers with such control, she was amazed by how he was able to do multiple things at once right then. But the haze forced that thought from her mind. The orgasm rushing trough her veins had her lose all possible thoughts. It made her voice squeak, her hand tighten around Loki's, and her grip around his waist squeeze.