Chapter 4
"It's been almost fifteen minutes." Clint pointed out. "How long did she intend on talking to him?"
"Lily told me to give her an hour or so." Tony spun around in his chair like he was a five year old again.
"An hour!" Clint exclaimed. "Why would she possibly need an hour?"
Tony shrugged. "Well, I guess she expected him to sulk for the first thirty minutes. I don't know."
"Are you sure she's okay?" Natasha stood. "I should go check on her."
"Not necessary. Jarvis is to inform me of anything-strange." Tony smiled.
The only problem was Tony had left Jarvis on mute.
The AI could do nothing but helplessly watch Loki and Lily's interactions.
Watch her fall straight into his clutches.
Then things started to get really interesting. Interesting in a way, even Jarvis hadn't expected.
Well, once Tony realized Jarvis couldn't speak and unmuted him, he'd at least have plenty to tell him.
Things had heated up quickly. Loki had definitely given in by the way he was kissing me.
Rough. Passionate. Desperate.
I wasn't aware so many emotions could be given off in a single kiss.
Loki's hands were all over my body; my chest, my thighs, under my shirt, in my hair. His lips broke from my mouth in order to travel down to my neck. I couldn't help but moan as he sucked and nipped at my throat. He took my hips and pinned me harder against the glass, finding his way to my mouth again before he lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. I wasn't sure if Loki was going to fuck me right here against the glass or if he was going to take me to the wannabe bed over in the corner. When both of our clothes vanished before my eyes, I realized he wasn't choosing the latter. He was fucking me right here, right now.
"You asked for it." He warned, before he wasted no time thrusting into me.
Thankfully, I hadn't needed to be prepared since this whole ordeal had been weirdly arousing. I'm sure my panties had been soaked long before Loki ever started kissing me back. He felt enormous, filling me completely with every thrust. I wrapped my arms around his neck and took a handful of his hair. This seemed to only make him fuck me harder. I had never been fucked so hard, or so good in my entire life. My ass would surely be bruised tomorrow by the way it was bouncing off the glass every time Loki would thrust into me. Though, I had decided right then and there that the pain would be well worth it. He took my breast into his mouth, sucking and licking swirls around my nipple, then switching to the other, giving it the same amazing treatment.
He buried his face into the curve of my neck and slowed down, fucking me slow and deep. My hands ventured down to his shoulders so I could dig my nails into his skin. I could tell why his breathing had become so raspy; knowing now he'd only slowed down to keep from coming too quickly. I realized from the way Loki was fucking me, the way he'd angled his hips to hit that sweet spot that he wasn't only concerned for his own pleasure, but mine as well.
Loki wanted me to come and from the way I was already feeling I wasn't far off.
He raised his head and pressed his forehead against mine. "That's it, come for me, mortal. Let me feel you come undone on my cock as I fuck the shit out of you."
"Loki, oh fuck!" My orgasm hit me so suddenly and intensely I actually saw stars.
Loki sped up, pounding into me relentlessly as I rode out my orgasm. It wasn't long after Loki shuddered, then stilled, and I felt his cock twitch inside me. Loki gasped as he came, and I winced as he dug his fingers hard into my sides, but I guessed he'd heard or felt my discomfort, because he had immediately loosened his grip.
He was breathing hard and he once again had his face buried into the crook of my neck.
I was breathing just as hard, still coming down from the high my orgasm had left me in. Loki's fingers were caressing the area he had accidentally gripped too hard and I wondered then what he was thinking.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you." he mumbled against my collarbone.
I let out a sigh of relief. There it was. Loki did care. At least he cared about me in that moment.
Enough to apologize; something I assumed wasn't easy for him.
"It's fine. I know you didn't mean to." I assured him, wrapping my arms around his neck once more. This felt so natural. Why did it feel so natural to be naked and cuddled against a God in a glass cell? With Loki. A man I barely knew, yet, knew all too well.
Today had been a strange fucking day.
Loki let me down after a few minutes and used a hand motion to magic our clothes back on.
I still couldn't believe we hadn't gotten caught having sex-in the glass cage, out in the open for anyone to have walked in on.
I was sure Tony still had Jarvis keeping an eye on us, but perhaps he'd actually listened to me for once and told the AI to leave us be.
However, I was sure if Jarvis had been watching us, the moment I flew into Loki's cell the AI would have alerted Tony.
I wasn't sure what to say now and I don't think Loki was all that sure either. Now what?
I really hadn't thought that far into what I was doing. What was I doing?
"Loki?" I hope he would say something...reassuring. I had nothing.
He chuckled, then frowned. "Your job is done. I get it."
"What?"
"You don't have to pretend anymore. You got what you came for."
Really? Did Loki seriously think I was just trying to seduce him and nothing more? Well, I guess I had, but I hadn't intended on just throwing him out the second we were done. If nothing else, I had expected Loki to toss me aside. "That's not..." I sighed. "I didn't come for that."
I hadn't. I had never come for that; it just happened to cross my mind once I was close enough to touch him.
Then I'd kissed him...and one thing led to another.
"Then why did you come?" Loki sounded bored, but I knew it was just a way to hide what he was really feeling.
I just wish I knew what that was.
"I came because I was genuinely worried for you!" I snapped, annoyed by the fact Loki thought I was just using him. I closed my eyes, needing to remind myself there was a reason why he felt that way. I knew why. I'd seen it. "I'm sorry. I just don't want you to think you didn't mean anything to me." I said, unsure of where those words even came from. "You did, you do." I stumbled on those last few syllables, feeling like a fifteen year old again- waiting to get rejected by my crush.
Crush? God, I was way in over my head here.
Don't get attached, you can't.
Loki gave me that lost, confused look again and I felt my heart break. He knew I wasn't lying, but he still refused to see it.
"You should call for Stark now. I'm sure he will be pleased to see you stuck inside my cage."
"Loki-"
"Don't." he warned. "Just don't."