When the magical ropes that bound your hands above you disappear. Your hands drop hard with gravity, Loki had you still tied up against the tree for what felt like hours. Well maybe it was an hour tops, your shoulders started hurt at some point. You had probably stoped yelling for Loki with in 20 minutes when your throat started to get dry. After that torture of an hour you thought maybe Loki had forgot he had you tied up. Until you felt a weird station along your wrists. Your arms and shoulders ached, that you barely could get your pants back up. He had left you with your pants down. Your were seething by the time you made it back to camp.

        "Loki!" You attempted to screeched look for him. But still no sign of him. You were beyond pissed. When an idea popped in to your mind, you decided to summon him. The spell that you held him, to bound him from phasing out and leaving you stranded, also could call him to you. Though you needed your hands, something your couldn't do earlier. One thing you were hoping he didn't realize this small detail yet. Shaking your numb hands out a few times trying to wake them up. You spoke the words in an old dead language. This also gave you a bit of an upper hand cause it binds him to the spot, it would last for at least an hour. More if you keep repeating it.

       After his slight moment of weakness. Loki was still harder then a rock. Even if he tried to shift into his other form his harden cock would be just as equally painful. After 20 minutes of your infernal screaming all sorts of things at him. You were silenced. He thought about going back there and making you scream over and over again until your body feel weak and tired, long before his buried cock was done fucking the holy hell out of your beautifully tight quim. The thoughts made his cock twitch painfully at him. Searching for its own release. Knowing his cock wouldn't be satisfied, until it was buried inside of you.

         Walking around close by you, still naked, was when he finally he decided to go back into the cold water. On the other side of the island the smell of your dripping core was driving him mad. And he would take you in ways you wouldn't want. Hoping the cold waters would bring his hard member down enough to at least get clothes on without pain. Standing in the iced cold water. For another 20 minutes, he got nothing. Just a needy cock. His hand gripped it tightly, he started his harsh movements, with the help of the water making it easier to guide his hand over his pattern rigid cock. Keeping his pace fast. Thoughts drifting to your form. Smirking to himself of all the things he would love to do to you. He was so close to finding his release when.

        The last words spoke as your hands faced in front of you. Mist surrounded around you before it moved before you, a figure starting to form, Loki's. Smiling as you watch him materialize before your eyes. Loki first looked confused when he opened his eyes to see you. Now trying to hide your shock of how Loki was presented to you. Dick in hand and moaning. Loki narrowed his eyes at you. Attempted to move but couldn't. That's when you got you made you move. He left you wanting and tied up now it's your turn. His hand still tightly on his cock.

       "How?" Loki hissed glaring at you as you moved towards him. Hand running along his chest as your circled him.

       "You're still bound by that spell. With the right words I can conjure you and hold you where you stand." You purred as you stopped in front of him. "Tell me loki can you still feel this?" Your hand glided alone his hand that held his manhood, then moved up and down his shaft. Loki hissed out, giving you, your answer. You looked down then back up. With a smirk you dropped to your knees.

          "What are you doing?" Loki growl through clenched teeth. Only thing he could do was talk and move his eyes. It was like he was a statue. Looking up at him your lips parted. Oh how badly he wanted to take a fist full of your hair and shove that pretty mouth of your on his cock until you chocked on it. He could feel his body twitch.  When you blow against the top of his cock. Your tongue darted our swiping at the pre cum that oozed out.

        "God you look like you were about to cum? Would you like me to help?" You said with a sickening sweet voice, making Loki shutter. Before he could answer. You pressed your lips on the head. Pulling only just the tip of it into your wet mouth. Loki could of lost his load right there. You tongue swirled around him just enough. He start pulsing. A low deep animalistic growl came from him. Pushing your mouth down more. Before you pulled off completely, making a pop sound as you did. Without a word you stood up kissed Loki's lips and sauntered away. 

         "God damn it! Y/n get back here and finish what you started. Or so help me, you will not like was coming to you when I'm free. He yelled.

         "Maybe I want what's coming to me. But until then." You hummed. As you waved him off.

         "Oh, my little mouse you really want to play games." He mumbled to himself. A wicked smirk plastered along his face.
  
        Loki was finally free after an hour and that was when the games started. Loki kept his clothes on all the time now. Never touching you. No matter how hard you teased him. He found a way to keep his clothes on when you tried pulling you little holding spell. It had been two days. And You had walked around naked and got nothing sure he watched you. Unbeknownst to you, using an illusion to make it look like he could care less. That same illusion that watched didn't watch you finger fuck yourself. Moaning loud each time. He enjoyed watching you get off and get frustrated when you thought he wasn't paying attention to you.

         Loki even woke up with you on top of him grinding against him. Like a horny rabbit. Sure he had a boner the size of a tree by now. But still never gave into you. The only relief he got was while you were asleep. He would jerk himself off, creepily watching you sleep naked. In hope he would give in finally, letting you win and fuck you senseless. You had been so wrapped up in teasing him on the last day that you hadn't realized how hot it gotten out. Nor did you drink that much either. Loki laid under the shade tree in his frost giant form keeping himself cool. Watching you walking pace back and forth along the sand. Chuckling as you grumbling to yourself. You had finally put your tattered clothes on.

              A bird started to  squawked above him. He looked up taking his eyes off of your for only a moment. When he looked back you were gone, well so he thought you had gone until he stood up. Seeing you in a crumpled heap on the sand. Thinking this was some ploy to get him to come after you. He stood there for a moment.

        "Really darling, your going to play the damsel in distress card. It's not going to work there love, try again." He half laughed. He was going to sit back down, but you still had yet to move he walked towards you. "Come on this is getting old." He called again. Picking up his pace, as he reached you. You had fainted from the heat. He started cursing himself for not noticing it earlier the signs were there. He picked you up in his arms carrying you back to the tent. He used a spell to help get some water into you. He dropped his body heat as well making him cold as an ice cube. He took his shirt off as well as your tattered clothes. Pressing himself against you, as if you had hypothermia. Nothing seemed to be working until.