“This way my lady.” Loki helped me down from the horse and escorted me inside the palace to Odin’s feast. I realized after my first couple of years on Asgard that any reason was a good reason for him to throw a party.
Asgardians were heavy drinkers, but alcohol didn’t seem to phase them much. I usually didn’t drink because ale wasn’t something I cared much for and the Asgardian wine was as strong as a shot of tequila. But on this particular night, Odin had ordered a different wine be brought out.
“My dear, this may be something more to your liking.” Odin directed one of the servants to pour me a small glass as some of the warriors told funny stories of battle.
I took a sip and was pleasantly surprised. It had a very smooth sweet taste with a small bite of bitterness at the end.
“This is much easier on my tastebuds.”
Odin laughed. “Asgardian beverages are not for the weak, but this blend was recommended to me for your fragile taste.”
He wasn’t joking. When I had tried a sip of ale from Loki’s mug once I thought my insides had liquefied. I soon found out that, although the wine was more tolerable, I was sadly mistaken by its potency.
“Might I refill your glass?” Asked the server just after I had finished my meal.
“Please.”
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Loki asked, placing a hand on my thigh.
“As always.”
“Care to dance?”
He stood up and escorted me away from the table. We danced for a song or two before heading back to the table. I had felt a little light headed but it passed shortly after I took my seat.
An hour later, I was rubbing Loki’s thigh and he turned to noticed the server filling my wine glass once more.
“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?”
“What? We’ve been here three hours and this is only my third glass.”
“Fifth glass. This is the fifth time I’ve seen her bring that bottle over.”
“Is not.”
“Is too.”
“Well even if I did lose track it’s just wine.”
He had an amused smirk on his face as he looked at my glassy eyes. “Okay…”
I should have known better than to brush off his concerns. Shortly after, all at once I became flush and aroused. I moved his hand from my thigh up between my legs as I rubbed my hand higher towards his crotch. He grabbed my hand and gave me a naughty look.
“I think I need some air.”
“Come.” He rose from the table and escorted me out of the dinning room.
Half way down the hall I stepped in front of him and pulled his head down to meet my lips.
“I told you to ease off the wine.”
“Shut up.” I said as I grabbed his groin.
He backed me up against the wall lifting my dress and caressing the inside of my thigh as he found my desire. I placed one of my hands against the wall unaware it was a hidden door that opened. Loki grabbed me just before I would have fallen down several steps.
“What is that?”
“One of the escape routes used in case of an attack. Shall we?”
We stepped through the doorway which immediately closed behind us.
“Now that we have some privacy…” I grabbed his belt and pulled him against me as I unfastened it.
“Remind me to get a bottle of that wine for the house.”
I dropped to my knees and began stroking and sucking him as he braced himself against the wall, his fists clinched at the sensual experience.
He bent his knees and tilted my head to better watch me in action. As much as he was enjoying himself he knew the reason we had left was because my desires had become unbearable. He pulled away from my lips and I stood. He spun me around, bent me over, and threw back the bottom of my dress.
“I see you were thinking ahead.” He said, after noticing I wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Knowing you, why bother with them?”
“You’re the one who needed ‘air’.”
“Damn it, Loki. Just fuck me.” I begged.
He grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked it back, breathing his hot breath down the side of my neck. His penetration was swift and hard, but oh so welcomed. I moaned as he pushed deeper as if to punish me nearly lifting me off the ground. He eased out and did it again almost buckling my legs.
“Better?”
“A little…”
I don’t know how thick the walls were but I was sure someone must have heard us. I was already light headed from the wine, I nearly passed out as I came. He helped support me as he grinded to a finish.
“Are you feeling better, my dear?” Asked Odin when we returned.
“Yes.”
I took my seat and the servant girl came back around with the wine. I placed my hand over the glass and requested only water for the remainder of the evening.
“You animals.” Laughed Thor as he placed his hand on Loki’s shoulder.
“I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.”
“You snuck a fuck.”
“You heard us?” I asked over hearing their conversation.
“I heard you. But don’t worry, I don’t think anyone else caught on.”
“If it was simple enough for you to figure out it couldn’t be that hard.” Snickered Loki.
“Oh my God…” I melted down into my chair and covered my face.