《As You Wish : Loki Fanfic》Too Strong, Too Long
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Loki's lips hungrily devoured mine as his hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing gently. I moaned into him and his hand tightened just a bit more. I was still on my knees, but I wasn't sitting back on my heels anymore. I placed my hands on his thighs to balance myself before slowly moving them up. Loki pulled back from the kiss and looked down at me.
"You sure?" He asked when my hands stopped at the waistband of his black slacks. With an innocent smile and nod of my head, I snapped the button open between my fingers. "You remember the rules?" Loki asked and grabbed my wrist, pulling it away from him as he took over. I bit my lip as I watched him roll the sleeves of his black button down shirt up before he reached into his slacks and pull his length out.
"Yes." I told him and put my hands behind my back. Loki pumped himself with one hand while the other grabbed my chin and made me look up at him.
"And, what do you do if you need a break?" Loki questioned me, his eyes dark as he watched my lips part.
"Snap my fingers three times." I said and ran my tongue over my bottom lip. Loki's eyes found mine again and I felt a shiver run through me.
"Last time," Loki's started, his breath heavy, "are you sure?" He asked and shifted closer to me.
Instead of answering, I looked him directly in the eyes as I opened my mouth for him. The pleased rumble he made had heat settling low in my stomach. His hand let go of my chin and wrapped into my hair. The slight pull of his grip caused goosebumps to spread over my skin. In the next second, he was guiding himself into my mouth, starting slow. An inch, then two, then three... he was letting me get used to the feeling of him on my tongue.
My lips wrapped around him as my tongue went to work. I licked over the sensitive tip and felt his grip on my hair tighten. He started moving faster, harder, deeper, until he was hitting the back of my throat. He stayed there for a second before pulling out of my mouth and letting me breath for a moment. Then, he was pushing into my mouth again.
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"Fuck," he sighed with a slight groan, "good girl."
His praise always sent shocks of pleasure throughout my chest and body. I glanced up to see him watching my every move. He was breathing heavy breaths through his clenched teeth while he chased his release.
He closed his eyes as he groaned and threw his head back before taking a deep breath. He lifted his head back up to look at me and I hollowed my cheeks, wanting to please him.
"That's it," he told me, "make me cum, you can do it."
The words he spoke encouraged me to take the lead. I moved my head back and forth instead of having him thrust into my mouth. He allowed me to and watched me as I continued to suck him off. I could tell how close he was getting by the expletives slipping from his lips.
"Stop now if you don't want me to cum down your throat." Loki warned. I smiled internally and forced him as deep as I could. Loki moaned and cursed loudly and I swallowed around him. He stilled, spilling down my throat. His hand tightened in my hair again to stop me from moving. It was always the most amazing view to watch him cum. Eyes shut, brows pinched together, mouth slightly open. Loki was perfect.
When he was done, is chest rose and fell with heavy breaths and he opened his eyes back up. Loki looked down at me and pulled out of my mouth. He released the tight grip on my hair and used his thumb so wipe the excess saliva off my chin and lips. When he was done, Loki bent down and kissed me. I leaned into him and wrapped my arms around his neck to keep him from pulling away. He got on his knees with me and started pushing me back until I was laying on the floor with him on top of me. That's when he broke away and placed kisses over my neck and shoulders. I was wearing a tank top, so all he had to do was push the straps down my arms and bunch the material up around my waist. Now having access to my breasts, his lips sealed around one of my nipples while he pinched and squeezed the other.
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It was my turn to curse, then. My eyes closed as my hand went into his hair, pulling him harder against me. When he was done with one breast, he switched to the other, giving it the same treatment. After he was satisfied, he pulled back and blew cold air over the spots wet from his mouth. I moaned and arched into him.
He chuckled at my reaction before moving his hands down my waist, stopping at where my jeans sat low on my hips. He traced his finger over where the waistband met my skin and I shivered. Those small touches did amazing things to me, and Loki knew it. He took his time kissing down my chest and stomach as he unbuttoned my jeans and slowly started to pull them off. Loki only pulled away for a second to completely remove my jeans and underwear, tossing them to the side.
When he was done, he hooked his hands under my knees and spread me wide for him. He blew cold air over my wet slit and a surprised yelp escaped my lips. Still, he started slow. He kissed up my calve before pressing kisses to my thighs. Loki took his time to suck marks into my thighs before moving on. By the time he finally made it to my core, I was practically shaking with need.
"Do you want my tongue?" Loki asked, knowing full well that I did. His eyes found mine and I knew he wanted to hear me say it.
"Yes." I told him, just above a whisper.
"Yes?" He questioned and raised a brow.
"Yes, please." I responded. "I want you to use your tongue to make me cum."
Loki turned his head to nip and suck over my other thigh before licking over my core. I gasped as he spread me wider and used his tongue to trace patterns on my clit.
"Yes," I groaned, "keep doing that." I told him, feeling the slow build of an orgasm starting. Loki delivered and doubled down on his efforts. I started to squirm and Loki released one of my legs, draping it over his shoulder, and pinned my hips down.
My eyes were closed tightly, my hands clutching him to keep him close. My legs started to shake as Loki guided me to orgasm. It was a slow, almost painful, rise that started low in my stomach and crept over my body until it consumed me. I came hard and longer than I ever had before. My muscles clenched through the waves of painful pleasure.
I tried to get Loki to stop, but, without a safe word being called, he wouldn't. I didn't want to call it, even though it was becoming too much for too long. I tried to will my body to calm down, my body not getting the message. Tears were already streaming down my face and I knew I needed to call it when I started getting lightheaded.
"Red." I finally got out. Loki stopped immediately and went straight into aftercare mode. I kept my eyes closed and put all of my focus on calming down.
Loki ran his fingers up and down my body, helping to focus my mind. My body still spasmed from time to time with the aftershocks of such a strong orgasm. Loki squeezed the muscles in my calves and thighs before leaning down to kiss me.
"What do you need, love?" Loki asked and kissed just below my ear.
"Oh, God." I groaned. "What don't I need?" I asked and finally opened my eyes. Loki pulled back to look at me and moved some hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear.
"Bath?" He questioned, raising his brows.
"Bath." I agreed with a nod.
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