In-between Love Sweat And Tears (Loki Short Stories And One Shots)

Massages and Chocolate ( slightly long +18)

This is a one shot of you being brought up as a maid on Asgard. You've been very close to the royal family's youngest Prince for almost your entire life, but tonight he takes it to an entirely new level. Will you be able to handle it?)

Soft groans filled the young prince's chambers close to the middle of the night, being the only sound apart from the soft crackles of the fireplace gently burning and illuminating the room.

You were doing your best to ignore the sounds, as you were simply helping the raven haired man to relax with a massage after a long day of training he had been forced to go through.

But it was so very difficult not to have your face be on fire with the sounds he was emitting.

You were currently straddling his hips after he admitted to you that his back was in pain, carefully working out the knots to soothe his aching body. Loki laid on his stomach with his arms folded under one of his pillows, his eyes closed in content even if his brows furrowed each time the pain was felt, before giving way to the gentle pressure of your soft hands eased it into pleasure.

Most maids would be giving in to their lust and wanting to take him or be taken, had they been in your position. Especially when he was only dressed in a pair of silken sleep pants with his hair tied up into a top bun. His undefined yet somehow chiseled muscles would tense and relax underneath you with every firm kneading he received, his pink lips parted just enough to vocalize the mini groans of pain and the soft moans of pleasure that would come out. If you stared long enough, you could see his Adam's apple bob up and down when he swallowed from feeling good, but you weren't indecent like that.

Instead, you kept your eyes on his porcelain back, paying attention to where his pain was and working out the knots until they were nonexistent. Being in a maid's dress however, meant that you had to scrunch it up and almost tie the majority of it back just so it wasn't getting in the way. You were exposing yourself all the way to your upper thighs, but it was the only way you could stay focused on the task at hand. Even if his naturally cool temperature could more than likely feel the warmth emanating from you.

You have moved to his lower back now, pressing your palms up in a gentle kneading motion as you gauged his reaction to see where his pain truly sat. As you move your hands over a certain spot, the pain etched in his expression lets you know exactly where to work on. You're careful not to make it worse, massaging the knot that has definitely been sitting there longer than just today. How long he must have been in pain but still holding himself up so gracefully, you could only explain to yourself that it was just his princely upbringing.

"Would you like me to draw you a bath after this, my prince? It should help your muscles relax a lot better and then you'll probably get some actual sleep tonight." You suggest, swallowing thickly when you roll your palms up against his lower back and untie the knot in his back finally, making him moan aloud in such a way that you could only describe it as bliss.

"Your hands alone are enough for me tonight, Y/N. But I would enjoy some chocolate and a nice cup of tea to truly help me drift off into a good slumber."

You let out a light laugh as you carefully run your hands along his entire back slowly to make sure that there aren't any knots left behind, shaking your head and choosing to ignore how your core had responded to his words. "Alright, my Prince." You sit back up before you start to lift off of him, not expecting him to roll onto his back and knock you back down onto your knees atop of him.

This time you can't hide the burning sensation that's on your face, or between your legs as the prince's rather noticeable arousal was prodding up against your womanhood shamelessly through his pants and against your panties, your own body tingling greatly when you feel his stiff throbs. "L-Loki, we talked... We talked about this." You speak carefully, keeping your eyes trained on his green orbs despite them wanting to roll to the back of your head.