The Enchantress

9 - Whispered Affections

Warning: !Smut! 

skip the chapter if you're not comfortable with it, it's not gonna ruin the story or leave anything out from the plot.

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Knowing what could come, and definitely wanting it, you followed Loki inside. His room was almost fully dark green save the beautiful ornate gold details and black accents. It was moody and comfortable, and you could tell by the amount of windows that I could be bright and airy during the day.

(okay this but like at night....smash ^^^^)

"You'll need something to sleep in, here." He waved his hand, and you could tell he was using his magic for something. When you looked down you had a small silk nightgown on. "There, is that.. okay?" He asked sheepishly.

"More than." You assured him.

Sitting down on his bed you watched as he conjured his own set of night clothes. He joined you on the bed laying next to you. Laying on your back, you faced him.

"I feel slightly bad for your brother. I mean it was his party and your father announced our courtship." You laughed a little thinking about it.

"Don't worry, he's had plenty of spotlight in his lifetime." He laughed but you could tell he wasn't lying.

"It must've been nice then, having the attention on you for once?" You maneuvered onto your forearms so you were leaning slightly over him.

"Actually, not really. I wasn't entirely focused on that at the time." He confessed.

"Why not?" You whispered.

"Because I was focused on you darling." He whispered back, in a deep sultry tone.

"That's not all that interesting then." You jested.

"I beg to differ."

"Really?"

"Want me to prove it to you?"

YES!

"If you want~"

Loki held your cheek in his palm as he leaned in to kiss you. You leaned over, supporting yourself on his chest and deepening the kiss.

You felt his tongue prodding your lips. Slipping his tongue into your mouth, he explored every inch, leaving you barely able to breathe. Occasionally gasping for air, he held your back and flipped you so that he was over you.

His chest was pressed to yours while his hands roamed shamelessly along your body, fingers dancing on your waist. He slowly pushed up your nightgown and rubbed his thumb on the top of your stomach.

With a soft ragged breath he gripped your hips and traced your sides down to your thighs. Air supply was limited, but all hope was out the window when you started grinding into him, begging for more movement. He slipped your nightgown off fully, careful of your wings, discarding it somewhere on the bedroom floor.

"Gods, you're perfect..." He spoke before latching his lips onto your neck, suckling every inch of skin from there down. Combing your hands in his hair, you moaned at the feeling.

"Loki" You moaned, pushing him off you gently. Afraid he did something wrong, he pulled away and looked at you, expecting to see you hesitant or worried.

"I want you." Resting your forehead on his and pulling him in by the nape of his neck, he understood. He used his Sieder to rid himself of his clothes, and yours.

Gazing down at your nude body he took a deep breath, closing his eyes and restraining himself. Instead of saying something, he settled on showing you. He let his lips graze the valley of your breast down to your navel. He skipped over your core, and lifted your thighs so he could decorate them in kisses as well.

Looking up at you through his lashes, seeing your jaw slack open, short paced breaths leaving you, body reacting to every small movement he made, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Coming back up to your face, he kissed you again.

"Are you sure?" You nodded frantically.

"Words princess." He warned.

"Yes, I want this."

Taking your hands and intertwining his finger with yours, he held both of them on either side of your head. Looking between you, he guided himself slowly inside you. The feeling of being filled so slowly and gently was new, but oh so welcomed. He pushed himself fully inside of you groaning at the sensation. Your lips fell limp as you moaned his name. He moved in and out of you, hitting that spot every time.

"Oh Gods.." You moaned into his shoulder, trying not to alert the whole castle that you were no longer a virgin.

"Just like that darling. T-that's right." Feeling you wrap so tightly around him drove him mad, each clench testing him..

Supporting himself by your hips, he found a rhythm as he rutted into you, matching the rhythm as you moved with him.

"Darling, don't stoppp." You whispered, begging him to continue, feeling your end nearing.

"I know darling, I know." He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, breathing hard onto your skin, occasionally kissing to his grinding.

"Gods Loki." Your hands wrapped around his neck and his torso, scratching his back.

Squirming and bucking into him, you couldn't hold out any longer. Pleasure washed over you as you came undone around him. Loki pulled out swiftly, keeping his hands in yours.

With tired eyes, and legs that would be half numb by morning, you fell asleep in Loki's arms, prepared to lose all hope in ever sleeping comfortably in a tree again.

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yeah anyway chill so

- Zoey <3

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