I'll Fight for You

Ch 25

"Loki," The god whirled around looking to the fighter. She had her palms on her arms hugging herself. Her eyes looked into a mirror staring at the reflection. "This dress is to pretty for me." her fingers glided down the sides feeling the soft fabric. "After what I did I don't deserve to look like this." The nord let out a sigh and a weak smile; he came close as she played with the fabric. "I wish these would go too." She wrapped her fingers across one wrist closing her eyes.

Cold hands touched her wrist, gently caressing the flesh. Her brown orbs fluttered open seeing Loki bringing her marred flesh to his lips. He kissed them tenderly rubbing his lips lovingly to the pink skin. "They only make you beautiful." He giggled. "More than you all ready are. I kind of miss the one on your back." She snatched her hand away in a huff and walked away.

"I hated that one the most. It was just a web of bad memories." her hands went to the back of her neck searching for the latch that held the collar up. Her fingers repeatedly missed the button; she gave a huff of annoyance and dropped her arms back down giving up. The god snickered watching her struggle.

"C'mere i'll help you." She sashayed back with pursed lips a little embarrassed she couldn't do it herself. Tabitha glided her way in front of him again so he could unlatch it. Her eyes looked down as she held her hair up with one hand. His green ones watched the mirror as his hands grazed her skin, unfastening the dress. The fabric fell forward almost revealing her breasts. Tabitha caught it quickly before he could see her bosoms. He smiled mischievously as he dragged his fingers along the nap of her neck and down her spine. A chill erupted through her body that made a low moan escape her lips. She enjoyed the sensation though it being strange, the god’s hands found a tip of the fabric and tugged it from her hand letting it pool at her ankles. She wrapped her arms around herself hiding her revealed body. His hands gripped her hips hard being careful of the almost healed stitches on her back. "what do you see Tabitha?" her nose crinkled looking at herself.

"A monster hidden in a pretty female body." Loki's brows bent inwardly annoyed.

"You are not a monster." Tabitha responded with 'tch' and spun her way of his grasp. He watched her firm behind still clothed in black panties walk away. "Why would you call yourself that?" She hunched over digging with one hand for something to sleep in.

"Because I enjoyed killing him a little too much and I want to do it again. Only monsters enjoy the kill."

"Control, it'll keep you from those urges." She ceased her digging looking through her fallen hair to him. Loki reached over gripping the arm of a chair tightly feeling ball of heat trail down his body. "And many other urges." He choked out. She gave a small snicker and continued to dig for something suitable. Knowing full well what he meant by his action.

"Must be easy for you if you can calmly stand there." in a blink of an eye she was weightless. Falling down from the air and into the fur covered bed. Tabitha inhaled sharply suddenly feeling the soft fibers on her naked back. She kept her arms firm around herself keeping it hidden from Loki's view as he crawled on top.

"You don't understand what kind of level of control I need to keep myself from ripping your very innocence from you." He growled. "I would have you gasping my name without a voice as I claimed you." Tabitha gave a daring smile with mischief gleaming in her brown eyes. He knew very well she was willing to put that to the test. "You’re all ready lying mostly naked under me, are you sure you want to play this game?" He smiled back returning the mischievous look she gave. Her white toned leg rubbed his thigh pushing it up over his lower back, she pushed him down so his hardened groined rubbed against hers.

"Try me." His mouth came down on her neck kissing and nipping at the thin flash. With a hand he pried away hers that covered her breasts. Loki captured both hands pulling them over her head. Tabitha blushed beat red pretending to be completely helpless as he continued his assault. His lips found hers kissing them biting them, forcing his tongue into her mouth fighting for dominance. They broke away breathless from the passion.

"You’re still a horrible kisser."Her tongue protruded out from her lips. "I'm going to bite that tongue off." She did it again only to tease him. He crashed his lips to hers again fighting his way till he got what he wanted. With a buck of her hips Loki went over her shoulders falling flat on his back. She rolled over on top rubbing her hips into his.

"Try and take me." she smirked wickedly. He lost all control on the lust he had built. Loki wrapped an arm firmly around her lower waist and entangled his hands into her hair. He forced her down till her breasts pressed against his pecks.

They wrestled and fought to please one another. Though Tabitha was well inexperienced she did what she could testing out new things. If he groaned or gripped the back of her head he liked it; if he did nothing she would stop and try something different. The god played along patiently surprised she knew as much as she did.

Sometimes she would tense up nervous and shy. When he brought is face down to her nether lips was one of those moments. He had to coax her insuring her she would enjoy it. Maybe a little too much, he was worried he might have a small bald spot on the back of his head.

He took it slow pushing one finger into her, then waiting till she adjusted to the foreign feeling. He pumped her in and out till her thighs twitched. He would stop then push in another bringing her back to her edge and stop again. Once he had his third digit in he began to run her bundle of nerves. Making her scream and panting his name until she couldn't utter another word. He retracted his fingers moving his way up so he now laid face to face with her.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" Tabitha nodded panting glistened with sweat. Loki's head rubbed her virgin entrance; he was ready to slam into her. He was ready to take her and make her his. He crooned his neck down to kiss her cheek "This is the one and only time I will ever hurt you." he smirked against her skin. "Unless you beg me too." He pushed in slowly looking into her eyes that welled with tears. As he pushed through her final barrier she mouthed a silent scream. Her knuckles went white clenching the bed as if it would comfort her.

The god let out a low groan enjoying the tightness of her wet walls. He didn't wait, he pushed in and out. Her pain took longer to subside without a second to adjust. She screamed begging him to slow down and take it easy. Then suddenly she let out a moan. He hit something, something that sent shivers down her spine and built a ball of heat in her abdomen. Then he hit it again, and again, and again, and again till her eyes rolled to the back of her head and climaxed around him.

With a grunt he pulled out spilling himself over her waist. He hung over her panting as she rested below him gasping for air. Loki looked over her form; she had a glow to her that made her look like a goddess.

“You are beautiful and now you are mine.” Taking a second to catch his breath he kissed her neck lovingly. Loki’s thins lips trailed up to her ears whispering sweet nothings as she panted trying to connect with the current events. With a quick jerk her head was pulled back “You belong to me and only me.” He growled with a wicked grin. Tabitha responded with a weak smile feeling exhausted.

CLUNK

“BROTH-! Pardon me malady! I did not know you two where-!”

“Thor for god’s sake! What the hell do you want!?” the black haired nord had dropped so Tabitha remained covered, the lovers faces where red; both with a tinge of embarrassment and awkwardness. Thor on the other hand seemed fine with the nakedness and display of affection.

“I wanted an explanation as to why Fathers guards are on their way to arrest you again!” A low echo of metal sounded behind the thunder god. Loki hoped up wrapping a blanket around his waist, sure enough there was over a dozen coming his way. Odin approached with them leading the way looking angry as ever.  “Tabitha it might be best if you got dressed.” She responded with a nod running to the wash room to throw on some clothing.