Strife of Misfortune(Wattys2016)

King

Loki was already up and awake by the time Egypt woke up. She remained in bed laying on her stomach. Her back was still tender and sore from their erotic exchange. Purple lumps and welts covered her body and exuded a painful sting. Following their discussion, Loki fucked her everywhere in the palace, in the pleasure dungeon, in the hallways, in the throne room, in the studies and lastly on the balcony. Her nipples were rubbed and sucked raw. Her lower lip swelled and cracked with red. He fucked her raw, leaving her with a delicious ache.

Egypt rose slowly out of the bed. Pain zipped through her body. She wondered if she would even be able to walk today. The ache between her legs became more pronounced with each step she took. For a moment she just stood there, allowing the sensations to quell. She watched Loki. He stood on the balcony, allowing the sun to caress his nude reflection. Egypt's gaze lowered to his firm buttocks. They were slightly peachy in color in comparison to the rest of his body. He had the cutest little butt one couldn't help but admire. Her eyes returned to the rest of his body. He stood against the pale light of dawn, his dark hair danced in the breeze.

Once Egypt gained enough strength, she approached him on the balcony. Each step sent a bolt of aching pain to her garden. But the pain wasn't unbearable. Each wave came with a faint hum of pleasure. Her G-spot was pounding with pressure. It was still alive and active from their previous session. It was only four hours ago that they've decided to go to sleep.

Loki then took her in his arms and kissed her. He kissed her as if she was the love of his life, as if hatred didn't exist between them. Egypt trailed her fingers along the trail of love bites on his neck. There was anger in each purple lump, passion in each infliction of pain. She wanted to hurt Loki, still wanted to. So often he bruised her with his words, so often he heals her with his lips. But scars never heal. They are a constant reminder of the pain one has went through. Egypt would never forget that pain.

She felt the rancor between them weaken for a moment. All was lost in his touch. The poison drained from their bodies, leaving them with a sense of longing and hunger. Loki kissed her chin before burying his face in her bosoms, kissing the bite marks he placed at her undersides. Egypt hissed at the feel of his hands roaming her raw back. Her skin sizzled. His fingers felt worse than a razor blade.

Loki kissed his way up to her lips again. He sat down on a chair and allowed her to straddle his hips. He tasted the sanctuary of her mouth. Their tongues twirled around one another as they explored each other. Egypt began to slowly rock her hips, allowing her sex to massage his soft member. He pulled her away from him. "Pet." He started. "This has no affect on me." Loki said, referring to her rocking hips.

Egypt wrapped her arms around his neck. "So you never got off on regular sex?" Loki shook his head. "So... you can't get aroused without inflicting pain?"

"Exactly." Loki responded.

"Why?"

Loki sighed. "It's a mystery that perplexes me far more than it perplexes you. My true linage are frost giants and they are known for their brutality. Not only that but my biological father was also a sadist." He ran his hand along the length of her spine. He peppered kisses along her neck and chest. "I fear that I've inherited that curse."

Egypt shook her head. "I don't think it's a curse. It makes sex ten times more hotter and interesting."

"My sadism doesn't always come out in the form of sex appeal. I thought you knew that." Loki planted kisses along the area between her ear and neck. "It appears whenever I'm upset or aroused."

That explains a lot. Egypt thought.

"But enough chatting and let's eat." Loki said before pecking her lips. He sat her in a chair. With the snap of his fingers, a plate of food appeared. Egypt waited for hers. After five minutes she assumed he would share his plate with her again. Loki then looked up and answered her thoughts before she could voice them. "You will wait for your king to finish his meal before you begin yours." Egypt rolled her eyes the moment he looked down. She was getting tired of his ridiculous decrees. She wondered if he'll ever join the 21st century.