Laura had noticed that Loki had green in both his scarf that he wore with his suit, and his leather armor. The armor had a lot of the color. So, when she saw the sheer, dark green, lace negligee, she knew she had to get it. She paced around the living area of the apartment waiting for Loki

The guard who escorted her while shopping was stationed in the hall outside of the apartment. He told her twenty-five minutes before that Loki would be back in half an hour. That half hour felt like an eternity as she waited.

She wanted to lie down in a sexy pose, but the idea that he wanted her standing at the door for him entered her mind. He hadn't given her that instruction, so she decided to lie down on the couch. She used the pillows to prop herself up, and raised one arm to rest casually above her head. Her other hand rested on her stomach.

Loki's eyes fell straight on her when he walked in. He crossed the room in long, slow strides, then lowered himself on top of her, capturing her lips.

Laura felt the coolness of his leather suit through her sheer covering. His lips trailed along her jaw and down her neck to her breasts. He pulled a nipple between his teeth through the lace, and Laura gasped.

"Such a lovely sight to come back to."

"I'm glad it pleases you."

Loki groaned. "Such a good girl."

"I've been thinking about this all day, sir."

"Have you?"

"Yes, sir."

"This is just the beginning of you pleasing me, darling. Are you ready?"

She hesitated just a second. "Yes, sir."

Loki squeezed her hip. "Do you still wish to have a safe word?"

"Yes, sir."

"Do you have one in mind?"

"Red light."

"Red light?"

"Yes. It's simple and easy to remember, because it actually means 'stop.' And it's not something I would say casually."

"Very well," he said as he stood. "Follow me."

She followed him into the bedroom, where Loki removed his clothing and lay back on the bed. She stood there, awaiting his command, her eyes drawn to his thick manhood.

"Like what you see?"

"Yes, sir," she said with a sigh.

Loki laughed and put his hands behind his head.

"Sit."

"Where, sir?"

Loki smirked. "Be creative."

Laura put one knee on the bed, hiked up her short nightie, then straddled the upper part of his thighs.

Loki's eyes narrowed.

"Is that what you consider creative?"

Laura blushed. "I'm sorry, sir. I'm still not sure what I'm allowed to do without asking permission. I don't want to disappoint you."

Loki ran a hand over her thigh.

"What was the first thought you had when I said to be creative?"

Laura blushed, and a wide grin spread over Loki's face.

"Well," he said, "that looks promising. Do it."

"Sir?"

"Whatever that first thought was. Do it."

Loki groaned as Laura moved further up his body. He lowered his arms as her knees passed his shoulders, and he ran his hands along her legs. He kissed the inside of her thigh, and before she was settled, with her knees on either side of Loki's head, he leaned up and covered her mound with his mouth.

Laura cried out as her legs went slack, causing her sink harder onto Loki's tongue as it moved through her folds. One hand gripped the head board, and the other sank into Loki's hair. She tried to press his face harder against her, but Loki pulled back.

"Do that again and I'll be forced to punish you."

"What did I do, sir?"

"Pushing harder, trying to find release before I give it to you."

"I did it in the car."

Loki sat up and flipped her onto her back. He pinned her wrists next to her head.

"That was a reward, pet. This is our regular arrangement. I'm in charge."

"Sorry, sir."

He raised her nightie and pulled it from her, then moved back between her legs.

"You may touch me and grip my hair all you want, but if I feel you are trying to pull me closer, or push yourself harder against me, I will stop."

"Yes, sir."

Loki spread Laura's legs wide and licked the creases where they met her hips before his mouth covered her again.

Laura fought the urge to arch up into him. She didn't want him to stop. She knew she could get off on just his mouth, as long as he kept going. SHe put her hands into his hair and made fists, but didn't trust herself not to pull him forward, so she moved them to his neck and shoulders. Her fingers kneaded flesh and trailed over his skin.

"Loki..."

She dragged out his name in a moan. Loki squeezed her breast in response, but never stopped what he was doing with his mouth.

Laura finally felt it coming. Her body began to tighten, and she knew it would be any minute. Then, Loki sucked the sensitive bundle of nerves between his lips. One flick of his tongue, and Laura let out a cry as her body jerked, but Loki kept going. Laura rode it out as wave after wave hit her body, until she couldn't take it anymore. She pushed at his shoulders, trying to make him stop.

His departure was sudden, and he went straight for her lips with a hard kiss. Laura moaned into his mouth at the taste.

"Good girl," he whispered. "It's my turn, now. On the floor. On your knees."

Loki sat up and threw a pillow onto the floor beside the bed so that it was between his feet when he sat up. Laura moved to the pillow and Loki pulled her hair back and held it in one hand behind her head.

"No hands," he said. "Use your mouth."

Laura licked from base to tip of the underside of his shaft as it stood at attention. After a few licks, she took him into her mouth. Loki's jaw fell slack as she moved up and down his length, never moving past the halfway point. Loki pulled her head closer as she took him in. She tried to pull back, but he kept pulling until he hit the back of her throat. Her eyes widened, and Loki pulled her off. She gasped for air.

"We will work on that," he said. Then he pulled her to him once more.

He kept her going further, but never to the point of her discomfort. He eventually released her hair, and gave her permission to do what she wished to please him. Laura threw her hands into the mix, and it wasn't long until Loki pulled her away, his breathing ragged, chest heaving.

He lifted her from the floor and tossed her onto her back on the bed. One quick thrust, and Loki was inside of her, setting a fast pace. He growled at the sound of her moans. She threw her head back, exposing her neck, and Loki dragged his teeth across her pulse point.

Without slowing his pace, he put his hand behind her head and lifted her face to his.

"Who do you belong to?"

"You, sir."

"Say it."

"I belong to you."

"You are mine."

"I'm yours."

He rested his head against her jaw as his rhythm began to falter. Laura moaned and gasped, dragging her nails over Loki's back and shoulders.

"Those noises are driving me mad," he whispered. "Keep making them."

Loki pulled out of her and moved back between her legs. He used his mouth and tongue to bring her right to the edge, then he plunged into her again. She pulled him to his orgasm as she tightened around him, and with one final thrust he fell on top of her.

While Laura caught her breath, she ran her fingers through his hair as his head lay against her shoulder.

"Loki?"

"Yes, pet?"

"I'm not just saying this to be a good girl... that was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced."

Loki raised himself up and looked down at her with a smile.

"It's only the beginning. We'll try new things as we go."

"Did I please you, sir?"

"Very much, my pet."

"Thank you, sir."