ASTRID YAWNED AS SHE WOKE EARLY THE NEXT MORNING. Yet she paused as she felt a weight laying over top of her waist over the covers. She twisted her head to see a sleeping Loki, naked.
She then looked down at herself. Naked. "Oh my Nords, oh gosh," she whispered to herself. She attempted to remove herself from the bed, but his arm tightened around her, dragging her back to his chest.
"Good morning," the low voice of Loki breathed out into her ear, causing her to shiver in his hold. "Still feeling some side effects, my dear? I'll sort it out." He began to shuffle down under the covers but Astrid stopped him.
"Oh my! No! It's fine," she said.
Loki raised a brow, his cold hand rubbing her bare stomach under the covers. Dangerously close to where he was about to disappear to. "Are you sure?" Her legs clenched ever so slightly at the stare he held with her. His pupils were blown, the blue hue practically covered by lust. "You don't look so sure, my queen. I don't mind helping you," his hand drifted down from her stomach, skimming past where she needed him and landing flush against her bare thighs.
"Maybe just a little," she whispered.
Loki smirked devilishly as he began to shuffle down the bed. His hot breath fanned over her sex causing her groggy brain to spin. His lips skimmed over her folds resulting in a jolt to run through Astrid's body. "Good choice."
And then he dug in as if it were his last meal. He pushed her knees apart, giving him more access to what he desired to eat. His tongue twirled around her bundle of nerves, spelling his name, then hers, over and over again. He revelled in the sounds of Astrid's pants, moans and murmurs of his name that spewed from her lips. He brought his fingers up to dart inside her entrance, flicking that spongy spot deep inside several times as he abused her clit.
Astrid's eyes rolled back at the intense pleasure and he hands flew down to his head, pushing him further into her eagerly. Loki moaned as her fingers carded through his locks and tugged, the vibrations sending through her body and sending her through even more ecstasy.
Loki felt Astrid's leg begin to shake softly, begging to close in but he hooked his arm around one thigh and pulled it flush against the bed. His fingers continued their thrusting in and out of her cunt as he brought his head up to breathe, his gaze devouring her pleasure ridden face. "Such a good girl," he praised. He found out last night, that Astrid grows closer to the edge when she is worshipped and praised. "I bet you feel so foolish for denying yourself of this pleasure for so long." Astrid nodded, her eyes clenched close at his words. Her body quivered with anticipation. "Who makes you feel this good, my queen?"
"Y-you," her voice trembled.
"Who do you belong to?" He asked, pressing a kiss to her bundle, a reward for answering his questions.
"Oh my- you! Loki!" She moaned as he sped up his fingers, hooking them slighting inside her.
"Good girl," he mumbled into her sex, continuing his tongue attack on her clit once more. The return of his wet muscle sent Astrid into overdrive, her body quivering as she felt her climax climb up her stomach. "Cum for me."
And she did. Her juices flooded out of her, coating Loki's chin as he continued to eat her up. He licked one last strip up her fold, sending a shiver and whimper to escape her lips. He climbed back up the bed, this time hovering above her and pressing swollen-lipped kisses to her neck. Astrid felt his hardened bulge press against her thigh.
"I suppose I should return the favour," she smiled, pushing him off of her and hovering over him.
Loki grinned, placing his hands behind his head as Astrid travelled under the covers to reward him.
— SMUT ENDED —
IT WAS LATE MORNING BY THE TIME ASTRID FELT TOTALLY RELAXED THANKS TO LOKI'S HELP. The two laid in bed, exhausted. Both their chests were heaving as they finished what must have been their fifth round on the morning. Loki was on his side, the covers bunched at his waist leaving little to the imagination even though she had seen it plenty that morning and the previous night. His hand was laying flat on Astrid's stomach that was covered by the sheet.
"How was that, my love?" Loki asked, his fingers rubbing circles over her stomach.
Astrid smiled. "Amazing."
Lokis smirked, leaning forward so his head has hovering over hers. "I'm happy to please you, my queen," he muttered, his head closing in, about to press a gentle kiss to her lips. Throughout their activities, the only kiss they had shared was one of lust and impatience. This would be the first gentle one.
But a knock at the door interrupted them before it could happen. Panicked, Astrid shot up, pushing Loki off her in the process. "Who is it?" She nervously called out.
"It's just me, My Lady," Zithara called out. Knowing if Zithara saw Loki naked in Astrid's bed, who was also nude, she would let it slip to Freyja who would not let the blonde live it down.
Without thinking, she created a portal under Loki that led back to his cell's bed. She looked down it to see the fully nude prince looking up at her with a teasing smile. She blushed and waved goodbye before closing the portal.
She waved her hand, causing a white nightgown to cover her up. She clicked her fingers causing the door to unlock. "Come in, Thara."
The petite handmaid opened the door. "You sure slept in late, My Lady. That potion Freyja gave you must have worked!"
Astrid blushed slightly. "You could say that," she commented quietly. "I sure had a quick to it," Astrid commented.
Zithara chuckled as she opened the blinds, letting the sunlight pour in. Astrid squinted her eyes, holding a hand up to shield her view. Zithara turned to her, examining her queen with a cocked head. "That's funny. I could've sworn you wore a green nightgown last night?"
Astrid widened her eyes, not noticing the change of colour. "Oh, um... must've been the lighting. With all the candles and dim lighting, must've looked greener?" She suggested, covering it up.
With a squint, she nodded. "Must be," she mused with a smile. "Let's get you ready for today, shall we?" Astrid nodded, stepping out of her covers. "We'll have to do something to cover up these marks on your neck though."
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