Behind Locked Doors

Chapter Four

A/N: And now, a nice long chapter. You can skip the smut, it's between the (---) markings.

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You were lying awake, watching the clock.

11:29

11:30

There was a bright flash of light across the darkened room. You heard footsteps, muffled by the carpet, and then you felt the mattress sink down, and arms wrapping themselves around you. You rolled over to face him.

"Loki," you whispered.

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And then he was kissing you. He was kissing you with passion, with love, with lust. His hands were at the bottom of your nightie, pulling it up and over your head. He then pulled off his own "Midgardian Attire", which he'd bought to blend in when he went out to buy special gauze and cut treatments for you. He'd also bought "morning-after" pills, because he didn't want you to suddenly be pregnant with a part Jotun child. He had yet to read up on whether or not it was safe, and didn't want to take any risks.

Loki broke the kiss, pulling back slightly to look you up and down, and then pulling off your panties.

"Oh, Sage. You're beautiful."

"I'm nothing compared to you. You're a god-"

"No, you - are - beautiful," he said between kisses. "And - I'm - going - to - show - you - that I love - you."

You sighed, pulling him closer.

"Do you have a middle name, Sage?"

"Rowena. I chose it, and Dad let me keep it even though he didn't approve of it."

"What would he have chosen?"

"Carolyn."

"I prefer Rowena..."

You kissed his neck.

"Sage Rowena Laufeyson. If we get married, that's what your name will be..." Loki said quietly.

"It sounds lovely," you responded.

"Yes..." Loki trailed off, grabbing your face and pressing his mouth onto yours, the god of mischief and lies slipping his silver tongue against your own.

You let your hands trail down to pull off his boxers, having to break the kiss momentarily so that you could fully slip them off his long legs.

"Are you a virgin, Sage?"

"...yes."

"But shouldn't it be someone special?"

"You're perfect, you're the only one I want."

"Alright..." Loki worked with his fingers, bringing you to an orgasm faster than you'd ever been able to alone.

"I've let you come already, so we won't need any lubricant, but this is still going to hurt," Loki murmured in your ear. "Spread your legs, try to relax as much as possible, and tell me if it hurts."

He eased himself into you, very slowly. It was painful, and twice you cried out when the pain was too much. Loki looked at you, concerned, both times. But you always responded with, "I'm fine, please keep going."

Once he was sheathed in you fully, he lay there for a few minutes, while you got used to his size.

"Are you okay? Are you ready?" Asked Loki softly.

"Yes."

He began to move, and it was the most wonderful feeling you'd ever experienced.

"Oh god- Loki!"