I was rolling around in my attempt to fall asleep. That damned god of mischief was snoring so loud that I wondered how his lungs were still inside him. Our beds were in different rooms in the Avengers Tower but touched the same wall ... I had tried to kick the wall to wake him, shout, or even snoring louder. I had tried everything.

Well, except coming over.

And I had a good reason why. I was so damn attracted to him. Loki was my training partner since I first started as a member of the Avengers. At the start, I found his annoying personality attractive, how he would tease me, bend the rules, or be just really funny. And after that, there was no coming back - the physical attraction hit. I found myself staring at him in training, losing myself in his glistening eyes, pinning him against the wall and enjoying my place a little too long. And after a while, he picked up the signs. There were times in which his glance ate me up alive. He teased me about it without ever saying a word, but it lured me in like a magnet. Loki knew it. He had to.

But usually, I was shy. I didn't dare to do more than light flirting, I was often rejected by other people and that scared me.

Anger is an interesting thing - it had the strange power to loosen the inhibition level.

I got up from my bed and put my feet on the carpet.

I took a deep breath. My heart pounded fast as my thoughts went over all of this again but came to the same conclusion. I wanted him to stop snoring, and I wanted him at the receiving end of my teasing, and I wanted him now.

I got up from my bed and walked over to the door, the fresh air flowing around my nightgown. The moment that gave me the idea and the wish to dominate him happened three days ago but was as clear as if it happened this minute. I opened the door and darted into the hallway, quietly closing my door behind me.

It happened at training. We were fighting as usual, and I had started to win. Finally, I trapped him. I sat on his chest and pinned both of his hands over his head (with a little bit of superpower because he was stronger than me). The look on his face was something burned into my memory. The sweat made his skin shine a little, I felt his breathing under me what was more intimite than I had thought. A black curly strand of hair fell over his forehead, his green eyes were full of mischief, and as I rose and fell with his chest, he said in a rough, quiet voice: "Hm, I never thought about submission a lot. Did you?"

I had laughed it off and we continued training, but after his question ... I did. I did and I did and I did. Normally, I was a bit of a switch, liking both submission and dominace depending on the mood. And I had seen Loki as a dominant part without having to think much about it. But that moment in training ... I began to understand how fascinating it was to get somebody so dominant, so used to having the upper hand into submission. The thought of Loki begging me made me become beet red in team meetings. I had tried to trap him in training multiple times, but it never worked - and in the evenings I touched myself imagining it did.

And now I was here, in front of this door, to make it happen. I smirked a bit while my blood rushed through my body. Loki maybe had a vague idea of what he made me wish for, but he had no idea of what that meant for him.

I knocked.

The snoring continued.

I knocked again, louder.

A grunt from inside the room. Then: "Come in!"

I grinned and opened the door. "Hey. I just wanted to say I am trying to sleep and your snoring is making that very hard."

Loki lay like a dark sausage under his blanket, only the head and his messy hair visible. "Too bad", he sighed.

I closed the door behind me.

Loki closed his eyes again.

"I thought about it."

Loki's eyes flew back open. "You're still here."

"Jep", I answered and asked myself if I was crazy. Well, a little bit. But at the same time, I never was more brave than I was now. "Do you ... do you have room for another person under that blanket?"

Loki stared at me, and for a moment I was scared that I seriously messed up our whole relationship. But then I saw much clearer in the dark - his expression changed between wonder, mischief and satisfaction.

"Yes, of course I have. Say, you want to come under my blanket?"

The different meanings of that sentence let my face redden once more. "Hm, yes, I do."

Loki scooted over and patted on the now empty space beside him.

I anxiously walked up to his bed and got under the covers. My pulse went through the roof. He was so near. Loki's body, Loki's muscles, his mischief, his hands ...

Before I could say something, he did. I felt his hand put a strand of hair behind my ear, and his lips so close to my cheek that I felt his hot breath. "It's a pleasure to know I guessed right when I thought you were interested in me."

My belly tingled like he ran his hands over it even if he still hadn't touched me. "I noticed you play with me", I said and turned my head to look him in the eyes. My gods, gorgeous. "You are the hottest person that ever walked this earth, Laufeyson."

It felt good to finally say it. And his smile about it set me aflame.

"Thank you. That is a nice thing to hear, darling." Then, quieter: "Show me how much you want me."

A millisecond, I just stared at him, then I gave in to all the instincts that had been screaming in me. I grabbed his chest and pulled myself on top of him and smashed our lips together. Nothing existed anymore. Only me, him, our bodies. I never felt anything like this before. My body rubbed against his, the only desire in my dizzy mind was feeling more of him. Our lips moved together in a passionate kiss, I tasted him for the first time.

We broke apart and breathed heavily.

I pinned his wrists beside him. "I have thought about it", I repeated and I was sure I had a mischievous twinkle in my eyes myself.

"About submission?", Loki asked, smirking lightly. "I would love to play with you."

"No", I corrected him, enjoying the confusion on his face, together with my already growing arousal. "I want you to submit. Or else you won't have me tonight."

"Oh", he said. Loki thought for a moment. "You sure?"

I sat up on him and let my arms fall to the side. "Yeah. You know, I have been dreaming about you ... all these times you had the upper hand ... You would look so adorable as the submissive part. I know it's inside you. Deep down ... I can get it out."

I smiled and leaned down again, propping my elbow up on his naked chest. "I won't do anything you don't want. I still have a massive crush on you and wouldn't ever want you to get hurt."

Loki smiled back almost gently. "That's cute. You know what, I could try."

I bend down to his ear and whispered: "Be my sub."

He moaned a toneless moan. "Honestly, I already like it", he exhaled.

I kissed and teased his neck, kissing down to his collarbone. "Say yes, love."

"Yes, love", he repeated.

"Close your eyes", I said quietly. "Relax. Don't hold back your moans ... it's so much fun to hear them."

He closed his eyes and smirked. "How do you plan to restrain me?"

"Mmh, with my powers", I responded and at the same time I put some invisible weights on both his wrists and on his lower legs. Now he couldn't move.

I sat up and watched him in all his glory. Loki Laufeyson, restrained on his own bed, waiting to be devoured by me. It made my desire much stronger than it already was, and it aroused me quite a lot. I could do everything with him. Everything. I felt the parts between my legs swell a bit.

"When are you starting?", Loki teased.

I inclined my head. "You'll regret it if you are too bold."

Loki sighed. "I don't know ... you seem so innocent."

I laughed. "Don't ever mistake kindness for innocence." I shifted in my seat and touched something - it was his member, Loki was rock hard already.

I snickered and played with my fingers around his boxershorts. "I see you already enjoy yourself a lot! I wonder how we could double that sensitivity?"

Loki did not answer. He tugged at his bonds a little and sighed as my fingers stroke the fabric that lay over his parts. Small noises of impatience slipped out of between his lips.

"Oh, you know how long I waited for this?", I whispered and bend down again. I kissed his lips and quickly descended to his chest and sucked his nipple.

Loki groaned and I made sure my belly touched his standing parts as I sucked harder.

He moaned louder. I continued to suck for a bit, and as I felt that he couldn't become much harder, I sat up again.

"Mhm, don't stop ...", Loki protested.

"I decide when I want to stop", I said and felt the power in my soul. "Take off your clothes."

A green flash, and his clothes disappeared.

I grabbed my nightgown and pulled it slowly over my head. My body became visible centimeter for centimeter, and as I threw it away, I saw the impatience in Loki's expression.

"Aw, darling, is it going too slow for you?"

Loki's breathing was heavy and his whole body answered my question, but he replied: "I didn't say that."

"Good", I whispered. I put my hands between my legs and started massaging me.

Loki sighed and threw his head back. "Now come on! That's not fair."

"You would rather that I touched you?", I asked, breathing faster myself.

"Yes, please", he answered, still with his eyes closed.

"Please", I giggled. I bend down and kissed his neck, not stopping to touch me. "When was the last time you said that?"

He didn't respond, he just wound in his invisible bounds.

"I will touch you now. Prepare." I kissed him on the mouth. Loki threw all his energy into the kiss; even if he was restrained, he was full of passion. I let my other hand descend to his penis and started to stroke it slowly.

"Ah", he moaned into my mouth.

"That's better?", I asked him.

"Yes, Mylady", he answered.

That made me moan. His whole being made my arousal raise to an unknown high. Loki watched me while I pleasured myself, thirsting for more. I touched him, but only enough to bring him close.

"It's so good to see you like this", I panted. "So good. You are so sexy ..."

"Please", he finally said. "Please touch me more. Please, I beg you."

I moaned. "I have only dreamed of you saying this", I hissed.

I couldn't stand it anymore and I slipped onto him. He buckled and threw his hips forward with an animalistic expression.

"Oh please", he whispered, shaking with arousal, moving and winding. "Don't stop. Let me come. Please."

I breathed out and clenched what made him more wild in response.

He threw his head from side to side, and the sight of him was the ultimate trigger. I reared up and came. I clenched several times around him, and his delicious movement stroke every bit of sensitive nerves inside me. It was a long moment of pure lust that rolled through me, and I knew he had come too, what made it a thousand times better.

I lay on top of him while our breathing slowly went back to normal.

"You were right", Loki panted. "I loved every second of this. Every single one."

I smiled exhausted. "That's good. If that's the case, we can do it again."