A/N: Masturbation. Yep.
Hela left almost immediately after breakfast was made, but I didn't even touch it at that point. Almost immediately after she left, I migrated back to my study and returned to my desk.
I pull the box out and open it again. As I pull out the heavy dildo, I look over the smooth skin like texture of the silicone.
My cock, which had never went softer than half mass, throbs against the waistline of my sweatpants.
I take in a deep breath, before sighing and speaking to myself "I am an absolute whore."
I press it down to suction onto my wooden desk chair seat.
I screw the lube syringe onto the cum tube, before turning to my laptop to look for some type of porn that I can settle in for.
First, I scroll through straight porn, but every last porn actor is using some god awful face and I just can't find one. Then, I stumbled across the gay porn, which also doesn't quite do it for me.
After fifteen minutes of looking for porn, I reach into my desk and pull out the thumb drive. I quickly plug it in and navigate through the videos to find the recording of the first time he fucked me.
And as I watch him and look at his dominant body language, I know that this is what I want.
I sit the laptop on my desk and strip from my clothes.
When I'm fully nude, I push down on the syringe only enough to push lube through the tube and up through the cock. I coat the cock with lube, only to sit backwards in the chair and pushing the tip into myself.
As soon as the tip is in, I gasp out and exhale to sit down on it. The large ridges slip into me and I let out a bitchy moan.
As I try to collect myself, I sink around the bulge, and my legs spasm, causing me to uncontrollably grind on the cock.
My body jerks, violently, and I know for a fact that my day is going to be perfect.
All the while, I watch Loki fuck himself on my cock, as I roll my hips down on the sloppy ridged cock.
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After three hours of my body forcing me to keep going, I scarfed down the breakfast Hela made.
Then I took my second dose of diazepam and take a nap.
The next thing I know, Hela knocks on my bedroom door with a bag of food in her hands "Thor?"
I pull the sheets further up my naked body, only to ask "What time is it?"
She steps forward and sits the bag down on the opposite side of the bed from me "It's six. What time did you fall asleep?"
I give her a confused look "What time did you leave? Like ten?" She nods, and I sigh "Probably like two."
I force myself to sit up and she asks "Did you?"
I look at her to find she's hinting at me. I sigh, before declaring "For about three hours." She gives me a shocked look and I explain "Some of it was overkill, but I just couldn't resist." I motion at the weird brown bag of food, before asking "What are you bringing me?"
She looks down and declares "A few people went into town for dinner. I just got you stuff for a couple places."
I open the bag to find a bunch of Taco Bell, a Chipotle burrito, a few hamburgers, onion rings, and some type a Chinese noodles.
I look at her, tiredly "Thank you."
She gives me a weak smile, before asking "Do you want more privacy?"
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