He was studying again more and more books in physics and engineering. His shoulders tense, a tired worn expression on his handsome face as I placed a cup of Viennese cinnamon coffee with a dash of cream. The two of us have gotten close over the past few months slowly unfolding the mystery of the god before me falling for his charm.
"You look so worn out my dear." I hummed finger's tiptoeing along his broad shoulders feeling the sleek muscles underneath.
"It's been a long week..." He confessed letting out a heavy sigh rolling his neck as he stretched reaching the chair next to him. "Sit with me, my sweet."
Sitting down next to him leaning against him peering at the mountain of books and notebooks full of his scrawl. Loki always wrote in a strange script he refers to as Runic Allspeak.
"Let me help you relax." I offered reaching a hand down his leg rubbing his thigh.
"Darling in public?" Loki quipped softly a smile playing on his lips that was playful and daring.
My breath hitched in my chest when he curled a finger under my chin with the tip of his tongue teasing out of the corner of his mouth Loki leaned in kissing me. Soft lips meeting mine nipping at mine, hot breath fanning over my face as he pulled away stunning eyes focused on me.
"It's just us in here tonight. Let me help you. Just relax and let me help you relieve that tension."
"My body is at your will my lady." Loki replied letting a soft groan as I reached for his belt.
Sidling down on the floor between his leg, pulling his pants down revealing the black boxers that barely held his cock. Looking up at the god before me he leaned back in the chair resting his eyes momentarily as I pulled the tight boxers down. His thighs quivered slightly as I dragged my nails up the bare skin, Loki let out a soft growl. With my right hand I cupped his full balls, they looked like they ached with all the cum in them he spread his legs wider for me. I caressed the tips of my fingers all over his shaft tracing over the thick vein that wound around the shaft of his girthy cock. I could worship his cock all day and still wouldn't be satisfied. I loved the way he would moan and whine as I caressed his cock and massaged his balls. The soft balls weighty under my touch as he writhed in his seat with pleasure as I pressed my face against the shaft of his cock nose nuzzle the hot flesh enjoying the musky scent of his precum. Soft kisses on the shaft, the tip of my tongue trailing up and down encouragement from the breathy wines from Loki.
"Norns your worship me like none other my little dove." Loki praised as he reached a hand down caressing the side of my face as tongue circled the head of his cock.