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Maiden in Leather

//So I got really inspired whilst listening to Emperor's New Clothes by Panic! At the Disco. For unknown reasons, the song really makes me think of Loki, which makes me crack up. I don't know. Enjoy!

The new King of Asgard swiftly walked down the stairs of the throne room, his crimson cape dragging behind him. A smirk played across Loki's lips as maids curtsyed, moving out of his path. The whole palace was in his presence, bowing, curtsying pratically praising him. All of the palace except for one. 

A maiden who had caught his eye. She often dressed in leather long coats, some very similar to ones he once wore.

The God of Mischief was painfully aware of her lack of presence. He approached one of the royal gaurds and made them aware of his displeasure. The guards volunteered to search down the maiden, but Loki swatted them way.

"She will learn." He spoke, "she will receive her punishment personally..."

As he pushed open the doors of the throne room, he saw the maiden stop in her tracks. She was dressed fully in a leather. It hugged her body. It made him want her. 

'Finders, keepers...' His mind told him, but the maiden turned the other way- a blue cape following her movements- and made for an escape. 

She thought she would escape him? Oh was she in for a delight.

The Raven-haired king strode after his newly found infatuation. 

Finally, Loki had cornered her and pushed her against the wall. Judging from her expressions, she was not the slightest bit scared of him. The way her eyes travelled down his armour-clad body-not to mention her scent-made tension build in his pants.

Lavish masions and vintage wine.

She was royalty- but he was so much more. Green whisps of Seidr bound the maidens wrists together, also creating a choker and a chain in which Loki took to lead the maiden down the hall.

Yes, he would teach her a lesson. She would forever remember this night and he would make sure  of it. They burst through the door to the royal chambers. With everyone in the throne room, no one would bother Loki. As Loki turned to close the door, he found his maiden studying him through her eyelashes and he smirked.

"A maiden such as yourself should be ashamed of yourself for showing up tardy to your King's celebration- much less showing up in such a whore-ish costume..." The Raven-haired King growled, pushing her up against the door, successfully closing it.

With a snap of his fingers, the clothing underneath the cloak was no more. A golden crown still was perched atop his ebony locks and the cloak still fell over his shoulders, covering majoraties of the God's body.

"Tell me, my little whore, what is your name?" His purred, his fingers entwining with hers, pinning her to the door.

The maiden's lips parted slightly, "Aeya... M'lord..." 

"What a ravishing name..." Loki growled, nipping at the womans neck, "But by the end of this night, you will know no other name- not even your own- besides mine, Aeya.."

Her name was like honey on his tongue and he loved it. Aeya's face flushed as she learned what he had in store for her. It wasn't as if she hadn't intended in attracting the Prince's attention, but as her mind wandered, she found a heat growing between her legs. 

She would be his and only his. Everyone would know that he claimed her.

'If it feels good and tastes good, it must be mine..." His mind pratcially screamed at the rest of his body, 'She will be mine!'

With another snap of his fingers, the maiden stood naked before Loki. Her body writhed against the feeling of his lush cloak and a moan escaped her delectable lips. He lusted for her but a knock at the door behind Aeya disrupted his attacks on her neck. Three knocks sounded again and Loki groaned with frustration. Green whisps of Seidr surrounded both of them and clothing appeared back on their bodies. Loki position his cloak so as his front would be covered and his strained arousal would be hidden. In one swift movement, the Raven-haired King opened the door to find his mother, Frigga, standing impatiently outside his quarters.

"Loki!! Why are you here! You should be in the throne room!!" The All-Mother cried before noticing the fair maiden standing behind Loki, "You... have company...?"

Loki rolled his eyes and pushed passed his mother, walking briskly down the hall back to the throne room, "Attend me, Aeya!"

The God called and the maiden sighed, following him. She caught up with his long strides soon before he entered the throne room and he wrapped an arm around her leather covered waist, the heat between her legs boiling even further.

// So this was sort of an experiment... I'm thinking about writing a second part that has smut and everything, but I don't know. 

You tell me, should I continue with a second part?//