I was tossing and turning again, trying hard to sleep. I was lucky not to have class until noon tomorrow, but this was still not helping. I stuck my feet out from the blankets, trying to get a breeze. Most people liked to be warm to sleep, but I do not. I always liked having a bit of cold air when I slept.
After a couple more turns, a light flashed from the corner of my room. I blinked my eyes a bit. I thought I saw a silhouette of Loki coming out from the light. I sat up blinking even more. He was walking closer to me.
"You're...you're..." I whispered.
"I'm Loki, of Asgard." He said.
"What're you doing here?" I asked him, quietly.
"Sh..." he murmured. "Don't ask questions. Just tell me that you want me."
"I do." I nodded.
"Hm." He spoke lowly. "Shall I take you here in your own bed?"
"I would love to, but—" I began
He put his finger to my lips. "There's nothing now, but us." He spoke into my ear. "Do you still want to?"
I looked up at him, his smirk and a sparkle in his emerald green eyes. I nodded yes. Suddenly his lips crashed onto mine, as his hands pinned me down to the bed. Our lips moved together, his tongue eventually sneaking its way in, struggling for dominance with mine. Meanwhile, his body climbed on top of me, completely pinning me down, unable to escape.
His weight was pinning me down, his hand pulling my night shirt up. I put my hands in his hair, combing through. His hand, my shirt now pulled up, was cupping my breast, grabbing it and stroking it. I moaned lightly into his mouth. He moved his hand to my other breast, repeating the same action. I was gripping his hair tighter, as he smirked and chuckled lightly.
He moved his hands off of my breast, moving down, taking off my shorts and panties. "Time for the fun to begin." He put his finger inside my vagina, swirling it inside, hitting my best spot, eliciting a contented sigh from me. "You like that? How about a second one?" he taunted, placing a second inside, continuing the motion, causing my sigh to turn into a moan. His free hand placed itself into my hair, combing slightly, his lips pecking around my jawline.
Soon he had his fingers removed from my sex, his eyes looking deep into mine. He took a deep breath, and began unbuttoning his pants. As he pulled them down, I saw his penis emerging, large and throbbing. My eyes widened. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy this." He smiled, pinning me down again. His weight was back down on top of me, his hips meeting mine, his penis thrusting inside of me. My hands grabbed onto his back, as I screeched from deep inside me. His pace was slow at first, quickened and got deeper with each thrust, him breathing heavily in between sucking on my neck.
My hands roamed his back, pulling his hair, scratching him, groaning and sighing in his ear. Between his breathing and hickey-making, I could see a smirk on his face. His hands were all over, outlining my waist, touching my breasts again, and reciprocating the hair-pulling.
I could feel myself beginning to come, as he covered my mouth with his hand. "Done already? No. You won't come until I let you. You'll thank me later." I groaned in his hand, a smirk spreading wider across his face.
The passionate sex continued for a long time, my hands had moved off of him and were now gripping the sides of my bed; he was breathing soft and heavy near my mouth. It was all getting too much to hold in, wanting so desperately to cum. "Loki." I began moaning. "Please." I begged.
"Just can't withstand any more?" He whispered. "Very well. Come." He commanded. I screamed loudly, my toes curled, everything around me released, as did he, coming along with me. As he did, he pushed hair off my neck and bit down.
Once it was all done, he pulled himself off of me. "That was amazing." I told him.
He smiled, his hands caressed my hair. "I wish for nothing more than for me to make you happy." He said.
"Well, you did that." I smiled.
"Perhaps you should join me on Asgard." He said.
"Perhaps I shall."
