The halls were guarded by marble statues of Gods long since past. The lights painted a warm orange hue to the chocolate browns and pale milky white hue.
Her wrists pinned above her head her struggles lessened with each descending lip lock, his slow delicious ministrations making the thick armor she wore feel like paper with a cool touch to the metal it cooled just to tease. Her shudder was that of physical attention long since ignored. Her only undoing came when his digits wedged themselves between the gap between her tunic ad the hem of her wool pants. When his knuckles grazed bare skin she was lost. Helpless but to accept the beautiful gift he had bestowed. Her only option to enjoy the wicked frost of his fingers as the cajoled and infiltrated her. Her head lulled back, face flushed as he grinned.
"Does this please you? No one to guard that sweet little cunt?" His words sharp.
She cried out her fingers coiling, unfurling as she bucked. The pads of his thumb rolling her clit side to side mercilessly. His wrists never tired, motioning up with each twist. The ache to be needed, to be filled, panged her lips calling as she accepted her fate. Her fall from grace. Loki's assault on her senses and the scissoring of his fore and middle finger set her off like fireworks. She felt Loki's grooming excitement pulsing against her thigh. The world became warmer, and a rush of bubbles like champagne going rigid she screamed at her finish, Loki allowed her to wrap her arms about his neck clinging to him helplessly. Her lips found him pushing her to a new high, a new set of endorphins finding a beautiful end to his assault. Slipping his hand from her pants Loki smiled at the mess, it was then he decided to ease his own arousal. His jaw jutted forward as they stood forehead to forehead, the tip of his excitement peaking through his trousers, with the hand he so thoroughly fucked her with he began to stroke his rigid twitching cock. He stared into her eyes, his breath becoming hitched, coming in short gasps.
"Fuck me.." she bit her lip, vulgarities slipping through her lips like a drunkard. "Come for me.." she whimpered.. Loki let out a long groan spilling his seed along her lower stomach and finding her in a passionate kiss, his arm about her shoulders and tugging forcefully on her hair.
