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Loki had a deep, dark secret. Something that he had never told anyone, something so far buried in his unconscious mind he himself almost didn't know it. His general disdain for everyone, especially Midguardians, hadn’t changed in the time he had spent dealing with the Avengers let alone his brothers love of a filthy mortal...And yet, in the back of his mind, he felt this tickle. This annoying sensation that made his pulse race and his cheeks flushed. It only happened when She was around. He rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat as he raked his left hand across his face. If only it was that simple. In fact, all it took for the uncomfortable feeling to erupt was just the mention of her name, her smell, the imprint of her vivacious body in her bed. He moaned in frustration at his lack of self-control, yes indeed he visited her room while she was gone. Why did he do that? He doesn’t care about anyone, ESPECIALLY THAT Mortal!!
Loki stood from his slumped position on one of Stark's plush couches.
“Oh looks like someone's in love!” The Tinman's voice chastised playfully.
The God of Mischief looked up at the salt and pepper haired genius. He was so distraught he couldn’t even come back with a quippy “Silence idiot Mortal” he just got a more befuddled and sullen look on his face and huffed past Tony.
“Oh wow! You’ve got it bad.” The shorter man followed alongside the Frost giant. “So who is she?”
Loki stopped and glared at Tony “I don’t know what you are going on about but whatever it is you think you know is wrong. I’m fine, not that I should even have to explain ANYTHING about me or my feelings. Or this horrible condition I have come under.” Loki’s voice hitched and continued to walk slowly down the corridor. “Yes, If indeed there was anything wrong with ME, which there is not, it is just some kind of nervous illness. I need to refocus my energies and clear my mind.”
Tony followed behind shaking his head “Right, reindeer games. You’re totally fine, nothing going on with you, AT ALL.” He smirked. “Whatever you say, Loki.” Tony stopped at the elevators and punched the down button. As the doors began to close he gleefully yelled out “100 bucks I figure out who she is by the end of the week”
The Green clad god punched the wall in frustration, misery, and something he hadn’t felt in a long time. Fear. As he used his magic to fix the hole in the crumbling wall his thoughts became anxious. No no no! This is not happening. Love? Ha! Never. Then again he had never felt this way before. He screamed just as the elevator dinged with its newest occupant.
“Loki?” a quizzically concerned female voice inquired. Before he could even gain an ounce of composure he felt a small plump hand rest on his arm.
He turned around with a start and lost any dignity he had as he yelped and recoiled from the touch. It was her! Just kill me he thought. Yes indeed, the woman causing him all these “feelings” was right in front of him. He felt a crimson blush spread on his cheeks and his pulse quickening. There it goes again! Loki coughed and tried to straighten himself into rigidity to feign some semblance of control of the situation.
“Oh, yes er, hello Hannah. How may I help you?” He stuttered out too cheerfully.
Hannah stepped toward him hand outstretched “Uh, You feelin’ ok Boss?” She was coming in quick and he just stood there stupidly as she placed her hand on his forehead standing her tippy toes checking his temperature. He almost fainted. She was so cute! “Hmm, you do seem a little warm, at least for you.” He saw a flash of what he could only assume was concern. He waved her hand away.
“I’m completely fine.” He lied.
“For some reason, I don’t believe you.” She peered closely at his features. “Nope, not good at all. Ok, Mr. God, off to bed with you!”
Before he could say anything she had grabbed his hand and was leading him to his room down the hall. He silently let her lead him to his bedchambers. He felt his blush spreading down his neck and his nerves felt like they were on fire. Just the mere thought of her in his room where he slept and bathed nearly drove him to scream again.
As Hannah opened the door to his room he was willing himself to simply run away. Yes, It was a perfectly good plan, Just run away and never see or think of her ever again. Problem resolved. Just as he was about to make his escape, he watched her bend over his bed and remove the covers for him to lay down. He couldn’t help himself. He took in the splendid view. Her hind quarters were just so….BIG! He glimpsed what only could have been a bit of her underwear. Nope, he wasn’t going anywhere.
“Alright, you come here.” She motioned for him to close the door and get in the bed. He complied silently. “You must really be sick. That would have usually warranted a rebuke or jibe.” She chuckled.
He sat down on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands.
“Yes, you are not the only person to tell me that today.” He whispered almost to himself.
He was just about to stretch out on his King sized bed when he felt his boot laces being undone. He looked down abruptly to see Hannah kneeling down taking his boots in her hands and pulling them off.
“Well, you can’t sleep with your boots on, silly!” She laughed again. For some reason hearing, it made his heart skip a beat. He gulped down his rising urges.
From that angle, he could see straight down her shirt. Her incredibly supple breasts rested plump and large next to each other. They seemed to go on forever. Loki had never seen such a bosom. He had the ridiculous urge to bury his face in them. he stared at her cleavage unabashedly and if she noticed Hannah didn’t let on. Clearing her throat, she stood up and he shifted his gaze swiftly.
“OK Now that that is taken care off let's get this vest thing off.” She stood between his spread legs, biting her lip with determination she rolled up her sleeves.
She was going to undress him. He looked up at her with nervous puppy eyes. He had no more will power.
Do what you want with me, Just let me live! he begged in his brain. The curvy woman began to unbuckled Loki’s vest. She was having a bit of a struggle, all her pulling and tugging caused her breasts to jiggle and bounce a mere 4 inches from his face. He was completely mesmerized.
He was only brought out of his trance when she started free his shirt from his pants. He was painfully aware of the hardness straining against them which he was poorly hiding with his hands. “Um, Thank you, Hannah, but do you really need to go this far for me? I mean I don’t deserve this kindness.” He rattled out an excuse desperately.
She knelt down between his legs and sighed wistfully. “Loki, don't say that. Yeah, you can be a real piece of ...sh-, uh, work but I’ve always liked you. You are such a shock to the system around here, especially compared to these stuffed suits who work here.” She smiled and put her hand on his face. “Besides No one around here stares at me the way you do.”
His eyes grew wide and his heart sank as he realized he hadn’t fooled her at all.
“I know that the only thing that ails you is love sickness.”
“So it is a real illness after all!” He broke the faintest smirk.
“Loki, may I be permitted to touch you?” She asked shyly.
“What do you mean? You’ve been touching me this whole time.” His blood was pounding in his head.
She gently started to move his hands that were attached to his crotch. “I mean REALLY touch you.”
The green eyed god was shaking with anticipation as he nodded. All earlier thoughts of disdain and doubt fled his mind as she began to untie his belt. Loki leaned back, his chest heaving with his deep breaths. H could hardly believe it. She stopped suddenly.
“Is something wrong?” He asked frantically.
A soft blush bloomed on her high cheeks. “Would you, uh, would you like to touch me too?” She asked
Without even thinking he lept down on his knees in front of the woman putting his mouth on her’s. His chest exploded with electricity with the contact. She grabbed his neck and face and explored his lips and tongue. Hannah's body was so soft to his touch, he couldn't get enough of her in his hands. His hungry roaming went south, getting two handfuls of her ample bottom. He moaned with pleasure.
“You’ve been wanting to get your hands on that for a while haven’t you?” Hannah giggled on his mouth.
“You have no idea, my dear.” He started to knead the clothed flesh.
Hannah paused from the kiss and held her finger out with the hold on a second signal.
Her deft fingers fiddled with a button on her blouse. “Have you been wanting these too?”
Eyes falling out of his skull, he had no patience to wait for her fingers to finish their job.
“May I?” He offered and in one swift movement her shirt and bra were thrown off her body to reveal the largest set of breasts he had ever seen in all his life. He stared dumbfounded for a half a second before he pounded on her left nipple with his mouth.
Hannah’s moans echoed in his ears while he lifted her plump figure easily and placed her gently on his bed.
“I don’t think I can stop myself from this point.” He surveyed his fleshy prize.
The woman he had pined over nodded and began to unbutton her pants. He shoved them down her legs hurriedly to expose her naked body. Her light blue thong hid her excitement poorly. He licked his lips before he kissed her mouth greedily as he moved his right hand under the thin fabric and felt her soft wisps of pubic hair.
“You’re not fair, God of Mischief you may be! You still have your pants on,” Hannah uttered between kisses.
Loki paused momentarily as he whisked his own clothes off exposing his lean, muscular body. His cock stood at full attention, aching with desire. She looked down, eyes widening with mutual excitement.
“ Now who is unfair?” He looked stern, one eyebrow raised as he removed her underwear. “Hmm yes, I think I need to keep these, Mortal.”
Hannah giggled in agreement. “Whatever you say...”
Looking rather pleased with himself Loki took both of his woman’s thighs in hand and hefted them skyward, giving him the best view of her nether regions. Blushing but unashamed, she held onto his hands further lifting her sex into his vision. Her outer lips were clean shaven and plump. Hungrily he buried his face in her, divulging its secrets with his tongue, soft moans escaping his mortal love. Her scent was intoxicating and his mind clouded over with lust as he flicked her most sensitive nerves rapidly. Feeling her rise with each lashing he drove two long fingers inside her warm cunt and revealed in its velvet cushioning.
Hannah’s moans became more desperate and ragged as Loki continued to finger and lick her mercilessly. “Don’t stop, I’m almost there…” She gasped out as she began to move on his fingers. With a growl, he thrust one more finger inside her which took her over the edge. Her body shuddered and spasm'ed as he continued to eat her pussy. She gushed out into his mouth as she screamed his name. “LOKI!”
She felt him lower her body and position himself between her legs. The god's face glistened with her juices as he grasped her face gently, forcing her to look at him as he entered her. “You need to know I have never felt this way about anyone, ever. I have dreamed about this since the moment I met you,” He pushed the tip of his cock inside her her as he continued. “ You’ve obsessed me from the start and ever since then I knew I must make you mine.”
With one hard thrust, he forced himself into her depths. He shuddered and growled as he began to plunge himself into her. Hannah pulled him to her and wrapped her legs around his hips, pushing him even deeper inside.
“I’m your Loki, completely! You have no idea how much I’ve wanted you too. I just didn’t think you could ever want me..” She gasped out.
“I’ll prove it.” The god leaned up, moving her leg against his torso while he straddled her other leg, crashing himself against her cervix and eliciting a pleasurable yelp from her lips. With one hand he held her leg firmly against his chest as he rubbed her tender clit with the other. He wanted to consume her, make this woman his, no one else could even touch her. His hips moved at god like speeds as her supple body responded in kind.
Hannah’s insides tightened around him, he knew she was close to orgasm once more. He flipped her over on her front suddenly. He clasped her around her throat putting her in an upward kneeling position. “You are mine only,” he pounded into her even faster. With his other hand, he continued massaging her engorged clitoris.
Hannah’s strained breath hitched as she began to orgasm. Without a second thought, Loki pushed her on all fours while he pumped all of his seed inside her. They moaned in unison.
She was the first to collapse, out of breath and flushed. Loki looked down at her sweet, sweaty body speechless. He had fucked this mortal. Was he going crazy? What did it all mean? He wanted her, all of her. A soft hand brought him out of his thoughts as she pulled him down beside her. She pulled the sheet up around them and wrapped her arm around his body.
“What are you doing Hannah" He didn't know of this human practice.
“Silly god, this is called cuddling.” She laughed softly into his hair. “You really do have a lot to learn don’t you?”
Loki closed his eyes and reached over to hold her hand contentedly. “Well if you are my teacher I think I will learn very quickly.” her soft breasts and belly enveloped his back. “Very, Very quickly.”
They both smiled as they fell asleep.