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Loki’s grip tightened around the young maiden’s waist, pulling her flush against him as she rested her chin against his shoulder with a gasp. He smirked at the sound, burying his face in her soft hair while he led them both into another spin. his hand gripped hers with dominant pressure, flicking his eyes over to make sure the woman across from him that clung to another man was watching.
The prince of Asgard was not only skilled at making people believe that he could get any woman that breathed, he was also skilled at playing them against each other. Jealousy was one of the most amusing things to watch unfold and it wasn’t uncommon for maidens to get into fights with each other if they thought they were defending his heart.
Not that anyone has even captured it before. Not until.. she came around.
She was of royal blood, often attending these balls whenever Asgard decided to host them, and immediately upon setting eyes upon her he knew.. she was different. She had grace, control and beauty; often shooing away the men that would try to pursue her before her eyes would flick over towards his. His breath would hold, her gaze almost seemed to pierce his as it seemed to be a game at who would turn away first.
She would sometimes play along with these men, flirting back or giving them a dance or two before she would dismiss their existence, always making sure to look his way with any form of contact she would donate here and there. Loki’s heart would tighten, anger would boil his blood before the maiden’s yelp he was with would remind him to lighten his hold.
As they would talk to others, dance and uphold their masks, they would send glances at each other before continuing their activities. Always. A game.. if you will. One Loki was quickly wanting over as soon as she would up the challenge and begin the physical contact. That would be his que to ask another maiden to dance, to flirt with his finger under her chin or to create the delicious illusion that he was taking her to bed with him only to deposit her as soon as they reached the door.
Upon returning to the ballroom, he would steal the quick look of relief before she would resume her fake facade, making him smirk at her jealousy.
A cat and mouse game whose roles would often switch up. Who was she?
It has been at least three months of almost endless festivities and through that time of silently tormenting each other, no one has made the move to speak. Why lose? Give in and submit? That wasn’t Loki’s style and by the surprising amount of time that had passed with still no sign of her making actual contact with him, he figured it wasn’t hers either. Not until.. they bumped into each other.
He had just ended another dance, his mind having been distracted at how many ways he could get her out of that silky, skin tight dress that flowed below her hips when his grip slipped from his dance partners- sending him back to regain his footing before his back pressed lightly against a feminine frame.
Turning around, his eyes failed to hide his surprise when she stood before him, regaining her footing as well as the man behind her stumbled back. Loki didn’t know if he was angry or amused at the fact that they had both played and failed at their own game where they stood to face each other now. Her cheeks reddened at her own realization before she straightened herself and brushed her dress self-consciously. She had even upped the stakes by wearing his colors and his eyes shamelessly took all of her in.
‘’it seems we haven’t been properly acquainted,’’ Loki flashed her his charming smile as he held a hand out to her, the disregarded woman long forgotten as soon as her perfume filled his nostrils. Gods she smelled heavenly.. more than he had thought she would..
She offered him her own casual smile, one that showed how unbothered she was as she placed a hand in his and tilted her head down with a respectful bow. ‘’it would seem so, my Prince, though I would be quite surprised for anyone to not know who you are where they’d need an introduction.’’
Loki smirked and brought her knuckles to his lips, brushing them against her soft skin and lingered, not quite wanting it to end as he held eye contact with her. ‘’my prince? I was unaware I belonged to a beautiful maiden.’’
The blush on her cheeks was enough for him to claim victory as he practically kicked down her proud walls she had forced him to stay behind all these months and lightly tightened his grip on her hand when she tried to retrieve it back. ‘’ah ah darling, I do believe we have some things to talk about..’’ he smirked, moving to rest her hand at his bicep, his hand remaining on hers as he kept her at his side and walked.
He could feel her body tense but the very smell of her arousal was driving him mad, making him walk at a faster pace where she clutched her dress to help her walk with him. it would seem she was just as hot and bothered as he was, feeling the pressure build in his pants as he tried to ignore it for now.
‘’-what is it that you wish to discuss?’’ she asked dumbly and he smirked, knowing she was going to play the denial game while he weaved them through the crowd, ignoring the jealous stares and comments as he passed his previous partners. To her surprise, he moved them off the dance floor and towards the halls.
‘’it’s what we’ve been discussing for quite some time darling, only no one has let it leave their lips.’’ He tsked, taking in a sharp breath as her chest pressed lightly against his arm as she looked at him while they walked.
‘’you’re going to tell me something I need to know..’’ his voice quieted although there was a lot less people around as they entered the garden area, a greenhouse not to far away with roses framing the sidewalks beside them.
‘’and if I don’t?’’ she asked, almost an amused tone in her voice as she flicked her eyes over to him, trying to regain her proud composure but he wasn’t having that.
‘’you will darling, don’t deny yourself the relief you crave..’’ he smirked, his hand abandoning her arm now to move around her waist, holding her body close to his side while they walked.
Her muscles made no move to push him away, her body remaining tense towards the unknown before her but she was more relaxed than he expected. Not that he knew this day would come where they’d finally- properly converse. A game he thought would last forever, with the forever want to actually meet each other.. come to an end.
Her frame was almost fragile, strong with tone muscles yet soft skin like she hadn’t worked a day as his hand lay against her lower back where the dress ran open. His fingers twitched at remembering the feeling of her hand in his, making him curious as to what other places he could explore that held the same softness of skin besides her back and delicate hands.
‘’relief?’’ she whispered, echoing his previous statement that made him chuckled. She could only fake this for so long before she would give in to what was at hand and he even caught a small tug at her lips as she stopped herself from smiling.
‘’there’s much we wish to get off our chest, like what your name might be? I’ve often wondered..’’ Loki confessed, reaching out his free hand to open the door to the greenhouse and led them both in, closing the door behind them as she took a couple steps further forward.
‘’I wonder if your guesses might be insulting or close to it’s answer,’’ she laughed and turned so she was looking up at him, her hands resting against his chest as his height made him tilt his head down slightly. ‘’my name is Y/N’’ she smiled and his expression softened, practicing the name on his tongue.
‘’Y/N.. quite the beautiful name love.. now..’’ Slowly, he took a step back to gaze upon her with a gently expression, her hands moving to her sides as her own expression became serious. ‘’I know your motives and you know mine..’’
‘’I don’t-‘’
‘’do not lie to me Y/N, you do not want to play that game I assure you..’’ he smirked before looking at serious as she, seeing her drop the fake state she had stayed in and was ready to talk.
‘’within these months of our little game.. using people to make each other jealous,’’ he started carefully, seeing there was no move to deny anything from her. ‘’I have come to realize that no one seems to matter. Frankly, the only reason why I attend those ridiculous festivals is within the hopes upon seeing you there.’’
Her eyes seemed to subtly light up but there was no surprise in them. In fact, her own expression seemed to show she had similar feelings as she shifted in place and captured her bottom lip with her teeth. Loki could tell there was room for doubt by her lingering silence as he inhaled, about to speak until she beat him to it.
‘’you have a representation you know..’’ she said, letting the statement sit as she slowly began walking along the walls of the greenhouse, the moonlight shining through to enhance her beautiful skin while Loki stayed put to watch. The flowers gently brushed against her as she looked around, wanting her eyes elsewhere than on him right now as guilt seemed to tap him on the shoulder.
‘’ The ones that love me, I tend to leave behind.. very rare have I bedded a woman,.. the want only came back when my eyes laid upon you..’’
‘’ah, so it is lust that has you?’’ she asked, a slight bitterness to her tone as she looked over her shoulder at him and he shook his head.
‘’beautiful, yes. But what drew me to you was how you held yourself. You had your head tilted high, showing grace and confidence yet you owned the ability to switch and show politeness and compassion when you saw fit. These women that attend,’’ he waved behind him as he slowly began following her as she proceeded to walk around again. ‘’all wish to bed. All of them. Fuck and leave.’’ His derogatory words had her inhale and slow her walking again. ‘’they are all the same.. you,. Dear Y/N, have personality, uniqueness.. life.. a creature that would never think to look upon one such as me-‘’
‘’but I did..’’ she corrected, turning towards him as they stopped to look at each other with only two strides in front.
‘’I am a monster.. a demon facing an angel.. I cannot change what I am, nor who I am- though on rare occasions I will try. Within these three months, you saw what I was, who I am, and still chose to play this game.’’ He slowly clasped his hands together behind his back, merely leaning forward with a dangerous look in his eyes while she inhaled with no fear.
‘’why?’’
Her eyes were on him, gently and listening. Ot was almost like two friends that knew everything about each other, a comfort environment although they’ve only known each other brief with strict observation only. Why did it feel like they’ve know each other? A strange connection?.. and by her careful breathing, he awaited the truth as her eyes struggled to stay on his.
‘’..words are hard to explain it.. but I grew instantly fond of your presence.. even seeing you with those women i.. I could feel it was all fake, like you searched for something real same as i.. our strange.. relationship we’ve shared at these festivals.. it subtly grew into something.. and although you get off on mild cruelty and chaos towards others, I know I can accept that with what else you have with it.’’
Loki straightened a little, his eyes seeming to search her and found no lies behind her words. A careful step was taken, moving closer as she stood her ground and seemed to welcome his closeness when he stopped just in front of her. A gently hand rested at her chin as he slowly tilted it up so her eyes could look upon him and he was smiling. “Y/N.. If you know about me and choose to stay.. then take this pleasure and take it with the pain”
Her hands slowly rose up, resting at his chest and felt his heart beating just as fast as hers- even though his expression was well at hiding it.
‘’it is clear to me that we both seek a courtship.. a demand to be in each other’s presence, to seek out what secrets and moments we could bring out in each other.. my dear Y/N you’ve toyed with me for far to long and I do not wish to anger you by making the wrong choices..’’ Loki whispered, his hand slowly moving from her chin, his finger tips ghosting over her skin as he seemed to trace her collarbone while his eyes lazily followed and now and again would flick up to hers.
‘’chaos is in my nature, but it will never purposefully be inflicted on you.. although there will be no doubt of you being trapped in the crossfire.. I know that you are willing to accept me, but..’’ his eyes moved to hers and his hand stilled against his skin, having rested just above where her cleavage started. ‘’what will it take to keep you devoted to me? I am the demon but what will keep this angel grounded forever?’’
Her eyes had fluttered closed upon his touch, listening to every word and confession where his voice seemed to envelope her with his warmth. Upon his question, him asking what will basically make her stay, to keep loving him, for there to be no doubt that this game they had played will become real or continue, her eyes opened and her voice spoke with the same hushed tone.
“If you want to keep me, you’ve got to love me harder..”
Loki heard her words and slowly began sinking to his knees before her; him, a prince, a prince in his very own palace now kneeling before her as her eyes followed him down and her eyes widened at the sight. His fingers rested at her ankles, not once breaking eye contact as they slowly caressed up behind her calves and knees.
‘’oh sweet Y/N.. I will love you harder.. try harder.. want you more than any man you have ever known.. tonight I will bestow my devotion on you.. a god begging to worship than be worshipped.. tonight, if you’ll have me.. our courtship begins..’’
Her eyes closed as she exhaled, not realizing she had held it at slightly shaky hands moved to rest upon his armored shoulders. Her finger tips just brushed against where his silk cape connected and her wrists welcomed the softness of his hair. Her legs felt almost weak, feeling his arm, slender hands caress her legs that made their way up and now rested at the back of her thighs, pausing for permission as her eyes fluttered open and she looked down at his eagerness.
‘’I’ll have you Loki..’’ she whispered as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips before his thumbs hooked into her panties before he slowly pulled them down.
He kept his sly comment to himself, making a mental note to compliment her undergarment style later as she used his shoulders for balance and he helped them off. He could lay her down, she was far gone to really be bothered by the dirt but he was kneeled as a symbol. An example. A pledge of devotion that he himself, a royal will bow down before her for her heart; and she was more than willing.
He had been able to smell her arousal all evening yet the sight of her center as he moved her dress aside by the cut openings by her legs to the dress had his pupils blown instantly. His muscles tensed, forcing himself to go slow and savor as he looked up into her eyes one last time, excitement and shyness building before her features and he couldn’t resist giving her a winning smirk.
The blush came to her cheeks and he took a moment to admire it, the moonlight highlighting her perfectly before he dipped his head forward and slowly ran his tongue against her center. His fingers curled against his shoulders while her muscles tensed under his hands. They began tubbing her thighs soothingly, almost in rhythm as he liked in stripes while she moved her legs apart ever so slightly while they shook.
He began suckling on her clit, moving a hand to tease her entrance while he moaned at her very taste. She tasted heavenly, it almost was enough to have him cum as he shifted where he kneeled to rid of some of the pressure. This will be about her, not him right now. His moans sent vibrations to her core, having a gasp leave her mouth as her head leaned back as she looked to the sky with distracted sight.
He lapped at her clit, taking terms sucking and flicking his tongue while his finger ghosted in and out of her. Her hips seemed to move, wanting him to insert but he smirked against her, wanting to tease her a little bit. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair now, tightening their hold with built up pleasure and frustration that had him groaning in her cunt.
Giving in, he slowly began pumping her, curling as he pulled back just to push back in to his knuckle. Her body shivered, shaking now as her soft moans formulated more into his name until she began panting it. She held him close, not wanting him to stop as his movements quickened, bringing her closer and closer to that beautiful edge until he pulled his hand away and replaced his finger with his tongue.
His hands gripped her thighs, running up to knead her ass while he pulled her closer into his face, tongue fucking her as her mouth opened with a silent gasp before she came. Her body tensed and seized as he kept on lapping her, her fingers gripping his shoulders for balance as she moaned and buckled while her body road it out. Loki helped her, ever so slowly bringing his mouth to a halt before he pulled away, gazing up at her with her essence still on his chin while he grinned.
Her legs were shaky but she slowly sank down to them, leaning forward so she could bury her face in his chest. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close as they caught their breaths and his fingers gently stroked her hair. He rested his chin on top of her head, her scent still caressing his senses as she shifted closer against his lap, his breath sucking in as she brushed up against his strained erection he found difficult to ignore.
Pulling away now yet her hands resting on his knees, she smiled at him with half lidded eyes, the moonlight setting the perfect scene as he rested a hand against her cheek.
‘’your so beautiful..’’ he breathed and her face leaned into his touch.
Her eyes gazed upon him, total surrender and acceptance and looked as if she would be willing to follow him anywhere as her hand rested against his upon her cheek and they could hear distant calls from the palace for his whereabouts. Holding back a rather annoyed look from the callers, he held her gaze and curled his fingers so he held her hand, bringing it against his chest so she could feel his thundering heart beat and offered once again, one of his famous smirks she knew she was bound to see often.
‘’I look forward to this courtship Y/N, and I do believe you owe me a well overdue dance..’’