Loki, walking down the hall to your room, listened to you speak angrily on the phone with someone. He didn't know who, but you were mad, and that's what got him intrigued. He quietly opened the door and listened to you, tilting his head back up slightly. You ended the call and slammed the phone back where it stood, groaning.
"Some people are so stupid!" You yell to him. Pacing the dark room that you slept in, you approached the closet and grabbed your boxing gloves.
"Darling, wait." He told you, his cold hand gently resting on your shoulder. You exhale through your nose, looking back at your boyfriend.
"What, Loki? I'm not in the mood."
"You don't need to punch something to release your anger." He said gently, pulling your hand away and led you to the bed, him sitting down.
"Why receive pain when you can receive pleasure?"
You looked down at him. He did have a point. You would end up taking off the gloves and punching the bag until your knuckles bled. Like always. You gnaw on your lip slightly, nodding.
He smiled softly, laying down. "You can do whatever you want to me, my Queen. You're in charge." Loki rarely let himself get dominated in bed, but when he did, sex was way more fun, in your opinion.
Going back to your closet, you grab a bottle of lube, and a strap-on. You and Loki have tried this before, and he loved it. So why not try it again?
You rest your knees on either side of him once you were back on the bed and kissed him deeply, him kissing back instantly. His hands went to your waist, gripping it gently.
Immediately, you pin his hands above his head. "No touching." You order, grinding your hips against his, hearing him moan softly. You moved over to grab two of his ties, him kicking his boots off.
You sit on his lap as you tied both of his hands to the headrest of the bed, running your hands down his chest. Your lips kissed his neck, ripping his button down shirt open and rolled your hips against his once more, his hands closing into fists.
You take your shirt off, tossing it aside along with the rest of your clothes.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, my King," You whisper into his ear, pulling his pants and boxers down, tossing them away. He arched his back slightly, feeling pillows underneath him, which were the ones you shoved.
Leaning down, you grab his cock and have your tongue swirl the tip. He let out a groan, tilting his head back. His eyes fluttered closed, loving the feeling of your lips around his cock. His thrusted up to your mouth, groaning when you grip his hip to keep him pinned onto the bed.
Once he was hard, you pull away, putting the two way strap-on on and tightened it, moaning at the one cock inside your hole. Spreading lube all over the plastic cock and your finger, you kept his hole wet. He whimpered in pleasure under your touch, tugging at the ties that would not let go of him.
"My queen, just get on with it already." He breathed out desperately. You inserted your finger inside him, hearing let out a soft cry of pleasure.
"Don't rush me."
He panted softly, his hips bucking up and down slowly before you sat up, pulling away and pushed the plastic cock inside him, hearing his gasps.
You slowly began to thrust, moaning softly as the cocks moved in and out of each other. The god hissed in pleasure, tilting his head back as he kept clenching his fists. The veins on his arms popped out from al lithe strength.
The way you fucked him was rough. Deep and quick thrusts is what you preferred and he enjoyed it.
"(Y/N)..." He shakily moaned out, biting down on his lip as he moved up and down from the friction of your hips. You lean forward, resting your forehead against his as you kept fucking him, his legs in the air.
"Oh, you love it so much when Mommy fucks your tight hole, huh, my King?" You purr as your skin slapped against his, the coils of the bed creaking.
He nodded, loud moans escaping his lips. "Yes, my Queen! I love it when you fuck me.."
You place your hand over his mouth, muffling his grunts and moans. He closed his eyes, head tilted back.
"That's right." You moan. "Be a good boy and stay quiet for Mommy." You let out soft moans from the cock, sitting up to keep your free hand on his hip. He looked up at you, trying to tug at the ties once more but it was obviously pointless.
You fucked your anger out, listening to Loki's muffled moans as he squirmed slightly under your touch. Your thrusts were deep, hitting a spot that made Loki practically yell. He was close to orgasming, and you were too, but you suddenly stopped to tease him.
He whined against your mouth, looking up at you.
"Do you want to cum, my King?" You asked and he immediately nodded, grinding against the cock and gasped when pushed yourself deep in him. His wife eyes squeezed shut, moaning at the pleasure running through his veins.
He felt his fingers twitch, along with his own cock before letting out short and rapid moans, arching his back and let out a loud moan when you removed your hand, his seed hitting his stomach, hearing your moans of orgasm after.
He panted, laying back down on the bed and pillows, a soft whimper escaping his lips once you pulled out.
