Strife of Misfortune(Wattys2016)

Demons

Egypt felt the cool kisses of the night breeze against her cheek. It moved in wisps around her body like a snake, invisible to the eyes but easy to feel. Above her was the moon drowning in the desolate skies. She leaned again the balcony railing and gazed at the lunar orb. It's light, the reflection of the sun, it's present an expression of it's love. Even during the night, when the sun is nowhere in sight, it's still there, casting light onto the world from the other side. The moon was an expression of the sun's devotion to the world. Even in death, the sun is still there, casting light in the presence of darkness, casting light so the moon can shine. It was beautiful.

Soon, Egypt heard something shift behind her and turned around to find Loki. The silver moon licked his reflection. He looked especially pale tonight, the spitting image of the moon, as though he was carved out of bleached bone. He looked perfect. He was beautiful. The dark god took a step closer and Egypt took a step back. "What do you want?!" She asked in a harsh tone. She still haven't forgave him for their previous conflict.

"You." He said in a voice so soft, Egypt could barely hear it. Soon, he approached her and she found that she couldn't move, as if rooted in place by invisible vines. They led her to him. To Loki. He captured her in an embrace, kissing her and caressing her skin. His fingers felt electric as they glided over her arm, building friction as he claimed her lips. She couldn't escape this. He snatched her will to fight so easily from her. She found herself not caring and allowed him to conquer her senses. She disappeared into his kiss and felt his love against her lips. In the moment's bliss, Loki dragged his hands along her silky robes and exposed her to the cool night. He sought her body, caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples till they hardened. Egypt moaned against his lips before breaking the kiss.

"Why can't I resist you?" Egypt asked. She felt his warm breath against her ear, his lips exploring her body. The girl arched her back at the feel of his lips encircling her nub. She shivered against the cold and melting into the warmth of his mouth. She dug deeper into herself and found no desire to fight him, to escape him, to break free from this moment. Every inclination died in the presence of his passion, in the presence of the moon and stars and the sun. "Why do I want you even when I shouldn't?"

Loki continued to pepper kisses along her stomach before diving into his destination. The girl thrashed her head back at the sensations blossoming in her core. Every vertebrae within her began to tremble, the chaotic jingle of her thoughts suddenly silenced. She was left empty with only the feel of his hot breath, soft face and breathtaking kisses between her legs. "No...." Egypt whimpered. "I can't...." She moaned, feeling him snarl her womanhood into his mouth. She cood at the feel of his tongue, so silky and hot twirling along her flesh, beckoning her to join him in their lost paradise. Egypt tried to resist with all her might and heard herself moaning each time. "Stop...." Loki continued his torturous and delicious concentration on her body, making her feel amazing with each flick of his tongue, each gentle kiss and caress.

"No!" Egypt finally pulled away and felt an empty ache within her loins. She contemplated returning to him. "I shouldn't want this!" She shouted. "I shouldn't want you! Stay away from me." She backed away, tears blooming in her eyes. Her heart skipped a beat each time Loki took a step closer to her. "No! This is wrong..." Finally he approached her, closing the distance between them. She could feel the heat and desire spill from his body, feel her own arousal resonate with his. She couldn't escape him. It was as though something kept her with him, an invisible bond, a chain, like intertwined branches their souls were tangled into each other. Egypt couldn't break that bond. It was written in stone just as fire and ice, winter and summer. The sun and the moon. They were caught in a spiral, an endless bond as old as time itself.

Loki wiped her tears away and kissed her eyelids. He didn't speak and it was fine. Egypt could hear his words loud and clear in each kiss and embrace. "Why do I need you...." Egypt whispered. Loki suddenly silenced her woes, seeking her lips and enchanting her with a kiss. They sunk to the floor with Egypt straddling him, her fingers digging into his hair, her breath spiced with desire. With the snap of his fingers, Loki's clothing vanished. He sat on the polished stone of the balcony, stroking Egypt's back from the base all the way up to her neck. She purred each time he caressed her neck and surrendered to his touch. He felt so savory, she couldn't get enough of him, couldn't get enough of his hands like electricity running against her spine and deepening the bond, of his lips like sweet honey against her lips, of his flesh guiding her to a carnal paradise. She allowed him to take her there.