About: You're one of the servants in the palace. One evening, you and your two friends have to bring Loki dessert, but it doesn't quite mean what you think it means...

Life wasn't always easy as a mortal living amongst the Asgardians. It had been two weeks since you first arrived here by accident, but luckily, Queen Frigga took you in and offered to stay in the palace. You gladly accepted and worked as a servant in return to show her your gratitude.

With two other maids, you walked through the marble corridors, your heels ticking on the white floor as you glanced over to you friends that paced beside you. You looked over at Cleo and Delphi as they came to a stop in front of a golden door that looked more promising than your paycheck.

Cleo, a tall blonde woman, knocked on the door twice as the corners of her mouth turned up. You gulped and glanced at Delphi, the slightly smaller woman with the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen. To say the least, you felt like a midget standing in between them.

"W-Why are we here?" you asked. You knew all too well whose chambers these were and you had no interest in spending too much time in that room. A shiver ran down your spine. "We've already been here tonight..." You brought him food a few hours ago, you had no idea what else he might need.

Delphi giggled and placed a soothing hand on your shoulder.

"He requested dessert," she replied with a grin. Cleo laughed and gave you a wink.

"Why did I need to come with you? And where is the tray?" you asked as you looked from one friend to the other. They smirked at you.

"He has explicitly told us to take you with us, Y/N," Delphi said matter of factly. You suddenly heard your own heartbeat ringing in your ears and you made a feelbe attempt to breathe quieter and tried not to faint.

You remembered it clearly when you brought him his dinner. He hadn't looked away from you and it had been quite intimidating.

The door swung open and revealed the younger prince of Asgard, emerald eyes instantly met yours and he lazily leaned against the doorpost, the slightest smirk visible on his features. He made a hand gesture and the two tall girls sauntered inside, giggling to themselves as you followed them, feeling the eyes of the predator on your backside.

The door slammed closed and you jumped a little.

Loki's footfalls echoed through his chambers as he approached you. He came to a stop behind you - you could feel his mint scented breath on your neck and soon his hand met your tense shoulders.

"Don't fret," he whispered to you before looking past you at the two other girls. "I reckon you know why I summoned you here." They nodded eagerly. Loki's front pressed against your back and you froze, eying your friends with wide eyes as one of his hands slid down your back and went to rest on your hip. He was too close to your liking. You heard this man had stabbed people back on earth, including his brother Thor. "Does she?" He was certainly reffering to you and Cleo shook her head.

"No, we haven't told her anything, sir," she replied breathlessly.

"Good," he said, before letting go of you and walking over to the bed. Cleo and Delphi followed suit. From the moment Loki sat down on the mattress, Delphi went to unbuckle his armour as Cleo was busy fumbling with his fly. Your mouth might have dropped for a moment and your knees almost gave in when his eyes met yours.

Once his armour was removed he took Delphi by her wrist and dragged her down onto the bed, and gathering her skirts in his fist. Your eyes moved to Cleo who was stripping herself from her linnen dress unbothered by the event unfolding. You gulped the lump in your throat down and looked away, awkwardly standing in the middle of the room when a loud moan that belonged to Delphi filled the room.

You bit your lip as a dull throbbing could be felt between your legs. You shook your head and turned away from the scene, eyeing some interesting looking table that was made out of some interesting wood. Cleo moaned loud and you cringed, not knowing what to do. Yep, interesting table indeed.

Not a lot was being said. Only the sound of moans and groans occasionally filled your ears, until both Cleo and Delphi laid spend on the bed.

"You never disappoint," Loki's voice reached your ears as he praised them both. "Cleo, dear, go fetch my lost mortal."

Cleo sat up from the bed, pushing herself off with limp arms as she meandered over to you. You finally had the courage to turn around. She was already smiling at you.

"Come on, join us, Y/N," she whispered. "He's really good." She winked at you as you desperately tried to keep her gaze. You looked back to the bed this time, seeing Delphi kissing Loki as if her life depended on it. You quickly looked away again and bit your lip. "Come on, what's stopping you?"

"I - I don't know. It's just... I've never done... that," you muttered, averting your eyes to the ground.

"What?" she asked, almost shocked.

"What is taking so long?" Loki growled from the bed, pushing Delphi aside and openly glaring at the both of you. Cleo grinned.

"Virgin," she said and you closed your eyes in embarressment, frowning to yourself. When you looked back up, Loki was already smirking at you.

"We'll have to remedy that, don't you agree, little one?" he purred, itching your closer with a simple gesture. You gulped your stress down. The throbbing between your legs getting harder to ignore with every sentence that man spoke. "This is going to be even sweeter than I imagined it to be."

Cleo pushed you forward and you stumbled towards him just enough so Loki could grab a hold of your hand and jank you into his arms. His lips immediately met yours from the moment your back hit the mattress. You gasped at the sudden move, his tongue didn't let a second go to waste as he tasted your mouth, exploring every inch of it. You went limp beneath him and let him kiss you, hardly keeping up with his frantic pace as he was devouring your mouth.

You've never been kissed like that. It was almost as if he was starved, deprived for your lips even though you've never kissed him before. As if he found the long lost lips of his lover again. His hands caressed your cheek, in contradiction to his lustful kiss, like you were made out of fine china. One of his hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer against his naked form.

Reality seemed far away, but you snapped back into it when his fingers tugged at the buttons of your cotton dress. In a panicked haze, you squirmed from underneath him and shoved Delphi towards him, whom he ravished like there was no tomorrow.

You gulped, but didn't bother to look away this instant. It was not like you didn't want him. Your body was on fire and begging to be taken, even if you didn't know what that meant or what it felt like. You did know that you wanted him. You just weren't sure if you would be able to handle him, especially when he seemed to be so rough with your friends. You heard it hurt the first time.

Not to mention that your friends would be there too.

Loki would reach out to you and kiss you hard, trying to take off your dress every now and then, but respected you when you crawled away from him and pushed one of your friends in his direction - and the smug bastard would smirk at you every time.

By the end of the night, he did succeed in taking off your dress - you had let him - but your panties and bra remained on your body. Cleo and Delphi were alseep at either sides of Loki. You laid awake next to Delphi, on the very edge of the mattress. You peered over her naked body cladded with sheets and were met by a pair of emerald eyes.

You quickly dived back behind Delphi and pretended that never happend.

A chuckle rumbled from his chest and Loki's head popped over Delphi's body as he looked down at you.

"Good night, darling," he purred, before giving you a lazy wink.

"Uhm, yeah, goodnight," you stammered.

Thunder struck and woke you from your peaceful slumber, followed by blinding lightning. You shot up from the bed, blinking rapidly to register what had happend. Thunder roared again and heavy rain poured down from the sky, that's when you realized the window on the balcony stood still open. You swung the blankets back and got out of bed, the soft padding of your feet on the marble barely rose over the sound of the rain and thunder. Once by the window, a harsh wind slammed against your bare arms and goosebumps appeared all over your body.

You managed to close the heavy window with a bit of a struggle before you padded back to the bed, only to see that Delphi had moved and the only available spot was now between Loki and her. You silently glared at her.

As quiet as you could manage, you crawled back into the bed, wincing as the blankets crinkled under you weight. When you finally laid back down again, you let out a relieved sigh.

"Thank you for that," a husky voice, thick from sleep, slashed through the darkness. Your whole body tensed and Loki pulled you closer, against his body. "Now that we're both awake, why don't we spend our time doing something useful?" Your heart skipped a beat when he succeeded in opening your bra, his large hands brushing the straps off your shoulders. "Mhm? I asked you a question, darling."

"I... I don't know," you said, remembering how harsh he had been with your friends. You weren't sure if you wanted that. You wanted him though...

His lips met the skin on your neck, and he placed a tender kiss there. Your stomach fluttered - all you had to do was say yes. Your tongue seemed to fail you.

"You don't have to be worried, if that's what's making you feel conflicted," he said lowly, mumbling against your skin and iliciting that familiar throb in your core. "I'll be gentle." Your stomach fluttered and you had the courage to look over your shoulder and meet his eyes, they seemed sincere.

You nodded, at lost for words.

God, were you really letting him? The thought of it made you embarrassingly wet.

He smiled at you and before you could really register what was happening, his mouth was already sucking and licking at your throat, making you squirm as he found some sensitive spots you didn't know their existence of.

His hands travelled to your breasts, now fully taking off your bra and throwing it away. He climbed atop of you, balancing himself on his elbows as his lips found yours in a heated kiss, a contradiction the his last one. The last one was desperate, lustful even, but this kiss - it was like he had all the time in the nine realms and he chose to spend it on you. He worked his tongue inside your mouth at a deliberately slow pace that drove you to insanity quicker than you anticipated.

This time your hands weren't limply at your side, they were gripping everywhere; his shoulders, forearms, running through his hair... He groaned and reluctantly pulled away, breathing heavilly, and planting soft kisses along your cheekbones to your neck, each kiss slow and passionate. Your tummy quivered when his lips met the waistband of your panties, and you closed your legs on instinct, biting your swolen lip and looking over at your two sleeping friends.

"Shush, it's fine. They sleep like the dead," Loki whispered, crawling back to you to place a loving kiss on your lips. His fingers hooked in the waistband of your panties as he gazed into your eyes for any signs of discomfort. You sharply inhaled when they dangled at your knees and your heart beat even faster if that was possible. "It'll feel great. I promise."

He cupped your cheek with his right hand, then let it slide to your neck and slowly over your tummy. Your stomach turned. His hand abandoned your tummy, gliding lower until he was met by dark curls, his fingers testing your entrance. You pressed your lips together to not moan out when he gather some of your wetness on his fingers before slipping one inside you. He groaned and you threw your head back at the unfamilliar intrusion, loving every moment of it.

He slowly started pumping, exploring your small channel for the first time. Your hips arched against him already, wanting to feel more than his languid strokes.

"Oh, darling," he groaned, "we're going to be a tight fit." You did moan when he spoke to you, adding another finger and picking up his pace. Green eyes drinking in your beautiful figure as you arched against him. The coil in your stomach tightened as his thumb found the sensitive pearl hidden inside you, making your body jerk under his touch.

He teased you until you moaned out, loud and clear. You didn't worry about the others hearing you this time as you could only think about the way he was making you feel. Your legs spasmed against his sides and you clamped down on his fingers. Gasping for breath, your body froze then shattered into oblivion. The pleasure consumed you and you lost all track of time and the edges of your vision started to blur.

When you could make sense of the situation, you realized he was panting too, crawling on top of you while something poked your tummy. His lips crashed on yours in the same passionate way it did before, only firmer and more considerate while his hands fondled your breasts.

You spend the night kissing him until you both dozed off.

A rustling beside you woke you up, but you were still too tired to open your eyes just yet. Someone sat up and started putting on clothes. Probably Delphi, you thought.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around you and pulled you closer, their face snuggling the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. He kissed you there and you didn't succeed in slapping the smile of your lips as he did. Eyes fluttering open, you were met by the sunlight peeking through the windows and you quickly squeezed them shut again.

"Wake up, darling," he whispered in your ear, giving the lobe a languid lick. You shivered and blushed when he noticed, giving you a small chuckle. You opened your eyes and looked over you shoulder to see him smile at you.

Your eyes wandered to Delphi and Cleo, who stood beside the bed completely dressed. "You can go. And take some of the trays with you, this place is a mess," Loki's voice cut through the room with an icy edge. The two friends scurried away and started cleaning his chambers. You bit your lip, quickly sitting up too and glancing around for your cotton dress, which was nowhere to be found.

Loki chuckled and pulled you back down, rolling himself on top of you.

"Not you," he mumbled against the side of your head, placing a gentle kiss on your temple. "I believe we didn't quite finish last night." Your heart jumped from his statement, nearly leaping out of your chest when he nipped your collarbone.

Suddenly his hands were everywhere; in your hair, roaming over your breasts, gliding across your tummy while his lips caressed yours in a slow kiss that made your head swim.

You barely noticed Cleo and Delphi leave the room, grinning to each other, but it was enough for you to fully focus on him. You lost all your inhibitions and let yourself go. Your hands entangled in his hair, wanting to pull him closer to you. He bit your lower lip, you moaned.

His hard member poked your entrance and you took in a sharp inhale through your nose. He pulled his lips away from yours and his eyes met yours. You hadn't noticed how your body had tensed, but it relaxed under his tender gaze. His lips barely grazed yours as he mumbled:

"Are you sure you want this?" You nodded, mesmerized by his chiseled features. "Tell me. I haven't heard your voice once. Tell me, darling."

"I want..." your words faded and as a result your whole face flushed a crimson red. "You."

"Lovely," he drawled in his silky voice, letting the tip slip into you unexpectedly. You whimpered, cluthing a strand of his raven hair as it stung. "Shh, it's fine, the sting will pass," he whispered against your lips. He slid in further, taking your hand from his hair, braiding his fingers with yours and placing your hand beside your head, pushing it a little into the mattress.

Once completely sheated inside you, he stilled, letting you adjust to his size. You breated heavily against his lips, eyes closed as you concentrated on taking all of him. The unfamilliar feeling of being completely filled, made you clench around him. He grunted, brows furrowning with pleasure.

When you got used to him being inside you, you wrapped your legs around his hips, moving against him as your core screamed for attention. He got the message and slowly started thrusting into you, withdrawing a little and thrusting back inside, making you moan along with him.

The feeling of him burned inside you, begging to icrease even more. Loki's hand around yours tightened and he pressed it firmer into the matress as he picked up the pace, driving the both of you into a frenzied passion that made you see stars. You arched against him, moving your hips for more.

In the heat of the moment, Loki rested his forehead against yours, panting hard while you moaned with each thrust. The same coil as last night tightened in the pit of your stomach, pleasure stabbed through you.

Sweat beaded your forehead and your legs spasmed. You knew you were close and so did he. If it were even possible, he swelled inside you to his full extend, groaning against your temple as he hit a spot inside you that made the both of you jerk.

You clenched around him, shuddering and surrendering to the pleasure that shocked through your body. It hit like an avalanche, strong and powerful. It had you completely in its grip as you shook and keened nonsense. Loki came too, you realized from a distance. He leaned his forehead on yours, brows furrowed. A spurt of hit liquid filled you and a moment later it was dripping down your thighs.

He gave you a couple more languid strokes before pulling out, collapsing beside you with an arm draped over your naked form. As you both came down from your high, panting hard, his eyes were on you.

He pushed himself up on one elbow, gazing down at your body, face. He smiled and brought a hand up to your head to run his finger through your hair.

"You look great after sex," he commented, the innocent smile curling up into a mischievous smirk. Your cheeks turned scarlet and you bit your lip. "We should do it all the time." He pulled your lower lip from between your teeth with his thumb and leaned down to kiss you.