A faint sound caused you to swiftly press your body against the wall and cling to it tightly.

You froze in place, breathing shallowly as your eyes peered at a moving body that appeared to be skulking through the dim hallways.

The possibility of it being Bear or Tres, caused your heart to pound rapidly in your chest.

You considered quickly retreating back the way you came, but even moving quietly would alarm the unidentified person. Hiding in the darkness and not making a sound was the only feasible method to avoid being immediately detected.

You held your breath as the darkened shape approached, oblivious that you lurk in the shadows. You strain your eyes to make out a face, and when you're finally able to identify the person, you breathe a sigh of relief; your heart rate gradually returning to normal.

You observed with intrigue as Suri crept as stealthily as you were, pausing at the slightest sound, her reflexes comparable to those of a cat.

What was she doing? You wondered.

"Suri?" You whisper. She promptly hardens up in panic, and searched for the source of the voice that called her name. You emerged from the shadows with a haughty look on your face.

"Oh, uh, hello, Eden." She smiled sheepishly. Maintaining a low volume.

"Well, I suppose I understand why you were in such a hurry to discard me to your bedroom, and it was certainly not because you wanted to sleep."

She exhibited a guilty expression at being caught sneaking towards Ovahh's room, but she soon realised that you, too, were in the hallways at night and breaking rules.

"Did you get lost, Eden? Should I escort you to your room? Or shall we simply exchange pleasantries and wish each other well in our romantic endeavours this night?"

Suri was abrupt in her reply, and now she was the one who wore the smug grin.

"Very well, I wish you a pleasant evening with Ovahh." You smiled cordially.

"And I wish you an equally delightful time with the king." She offered you a matching smile.

You both started moving in opposite directions, but something on her mind caused her to grab your arm and hold you in place.

"I don't usually break my fathers rules. I have not done this before." She felt compelled to justify her actions, believing you may perceive her as a common harlot who enters the chambers of men.

"By this, do you mean, making love?" You ask

She nodded.

"We are very much alike in that sense." You reply.

She displayed a look of surprise.

"You mean, you and Loki have not..."

You shake your head.

"So we both break our fathers rules this night." She said amused, and the two of you discreetly giggled.

"But for love." You reply.

She contentedly sighed and repeated your words. "For love."

You parted ways, but when you both arrived at the doors of your lovers, you stopped and exchanged a mutual gaze. Before Suri entered Ovahh's room, you provided a reassuring smile.

You hear a surprised Ovahh exclaim in shock when he saw her stroll through his door, and you stifle a giggle in response to his reaction. Your heart bloomed for their new love.

As you entered Loki's darkened room, you peered around in an attempt to locate him. You whispered his name while trying not to trip over anything on the ground, yet he did not respond, and you failed to find him due to the dim light.

"Loki.. are you here?"

You felt an ominous presence abruptly creep up behind you, and before you could turn around to confront it, arms seized you and wrapped around your waist. Your mouth was swiftly covered to prevent you from screaming, and as you were carried to the bed, your entire body was lifted off the floor.

You were roughly lowered onto the mattress, and before you could acclimatise to the darkness, a form crawled up your body and hovered above you.

"What took you so long, darling?"

Loki's raven hair cascaded down, the ends brushing against your skin as his seductive voice completely aroused your passions.

"I was stopped on my way here," you reply, just as he begins to place soft kisses along the curve of your neck.

"Oh, and who stopped you?" He questioned, his mouth never leaving yours as he trailed further down.

"Suri... she goes to Ovahh."

Loki chuckled against your breast, having pulled your thin strap aside to access your protruding nipple.

"So it is both Jotun's who get lucky this night." The tip of his tongue circled your sensitive nub, sending tingling sensations directly to your core.

You resist the urge to gasp and writhe in order to concentrate on speaking.

"Bold of you to assume you get anything." You curtly proclaim.

Your answer caused Loki to look up, and the light of the moon shining through the window now accentuates his surprised expression perfectly.

"Need I remind you of your promise?"

"I'm feeling rather forgetful.." you tease.

Loki lowered his body onto yours with care, his thumb gliding over your lower lip. "I believe you first promised me the delights of your mouth, but then you offered me more..."

"What more do you suppose I mean?" You whisper, gazing into his eyes.

His hand crept slowly downward, tracing your body before stopping between your thighs. When his fingertips found their way under your panties and began separating your folds, you exhaled loudly.

"This is the more." He said as he pushed his finger inside you, feeling you already moist. You gasp at the unexpected insertion.

When he begins pleasurably moving his finger into a come-hither motion, a moan escapes you, but Loki is quick to catch it, engulfing his mouth over yours and silencing you with his hungry kiss. As you continued to groan in satisfaction, he delighted in feeling the vibrations in his mouth.

"Your delectable virtue is what I desire. I want to feel myself inside you. To feel the heat of your core as it quivers around me. Can I have that, will you give me all of you?"

He inserted another finger, his thumb marking circles around your engorged pleasure-filled nub, and you wailed again, but this time Loki regarded you with rapt attention as he listened. The wails he induced in you were an inviting melody to his ears.

"Yes," you pant. "I want you, Loki."

"Oh my darling, and I want you too.... But.."

He swiftly withdrew his wet fingers, and you frowned from the sudden loss of his touch. He saw your disappointed expression and smoothly chuckled.

"As much as I want you now, right this second; my desire verging on desperate." He paused to lick your natural slick from his fingers. "I am so excited to show you something. Will you please keep your arousal on hold, and come with me first?"

"Are we going somewhere?" You ask with a confused furrow of your brows.

"Today, while you were occupied with Suri, I went searching for something. Something I've wanted to locate for you ever since we met."

You initially appeared puzzled, but your expression changed to one of excitement. 

"Shall we, my love?" He climbed from your body and held out his hand.

You grasped onto it and he lifted you up. You had never seen him this thrilled before; it went beyond being sexually excited in anticipation of a lustful encounter, this exhilaration was different.

You felt the familiar warmth of his magic as he conjured and draped a thick fur coat over your scant attire.

"It's chilly where we head to my love."

"It's chilly everywhere in Jotunheim." You giggle.

He smiled sweetly, raising your hand to his lips, and softly kissing it. "You are not wrong, darling."

You depart the privacy of the warm bedroom and exit the building entirely, keeping as quiet as possible.

The brisk winter night air was a chill unlike any you've felt, and with no sun peeking through the clouds to offer a short respite from the sharp temperatures, the air felt as if you were inhaling ice directly into your lungs.

Loki noticed your laboured breathing as he led you past the dark, silent, and sleeping docat dwellings. He swiftly allowed his warming magic to seep as deeply as possible into you, alleviating your discomfort and ceasing your violent shuddering.

"Thank you." You say, expressing deep appreciation for his thoughtfulness.

"Fortunately, my love, what I wish to show you isn't far. It lies just up this incline."

When you looked up, the moonlight illuminated a white slope. It was beautiful but daunting, and you heaved a sigh, pondering how you were going to climb such a steep hill.

Loki grinned at your look of trepidation. However, you squeal when you feel your body lifted off the ground as he cradles you in his arms.

"Did you really think I would allow my queen to trek uphill? My arms are your carriage. You deserve to be chauffeured."

"But we may fall..."

"I can't fall anymore than I have. For I have already fallen to the deepest depths. My love for you is so deep it would make an ocean jealous."

As you gaze into his flawless blue eyes, you felt the sincerity in his affectionate words.

His lips found yours as he started to climb, and as though you had entered through a time vortex, the moment you were done kissing, you were already at the peak.

He placed your feet on the ground and led you to a few sturdy trees that, to your surprise, had foliage. As you rounded a large tree trunk, Loki suddenly blocked your view by standing in front of you.

"Close your eyes, my beloved." 

You did as he said and slowly shut your eyes.

He guided you a short distance hand in hand, but the sudden absence of his touch rooted you in place. You remained idle for just a brief moment before the sound of his voice gestured for you to open your eyes.

As soon as you opened your eyes and saw him a few paces away, he bellowed loudly.

"Behold, I implore your gaze upon the exquisite Galanthus, a rare frost flower!" He extended his arms wide while exclaiming.

Your body visibly shook as your eyes travelled to the delicate blue flower that resembled a snowflake. It grew from the tree's trunk, ingeniously hiding beneath its branches to withstand the brisk winds at this altitude. 

"By the heavens..." you whispered in shock. "H-how did you find this? When did you find this? Oh, Loki..."

You were on the verge of tears upon seeing your most anticipated discovery.

Loki beamed from ear to ear after observing your response; it was everything he could have hoped for and more.

"Oh, I wish I had my notebook right now." You proclaim, desperate to jot down notes and illustrate your findings.

When you unexpectedly saw Loki hand you your book, your face fell. Now, your emotions could no longer be contained. You sobbed and extended your arms, pulling him into a loving and appreciative embrace.

"I know you weep from happiness, but it still pains me to see your tears." He confessed.

You draw back and wipe away your wet eyes.  "They are indeed happy tears, Loki. I am so grateful for you, and for all that you do for me." You grab his face and press your mouth firmly against his, letting go with a loud smack of the lips "I love you so very much!"

Loki's eyes glowed, and his heart swelled with feelings of affection. He eagerly grasped your hand and the two of you knelt to observe the flower, but as you took notes and began sketching, he retained his eyes on you.

He watched your focussed facial expression as you observed the flower intently, and joyfully listened to your small mutterings as you jotted down new information.

The desire to embrace you was agonising, but he resisted the temptation to seize you and absorb you into himself, as he wanted you to enjoy this moment. Instead he simply chose to take pleasure in seeing you so happy.

As soon as you closed your book, indicating that you had accomplished your task, Loki swooped in and took you in his arms.

"If I had a flower for every time I thought of only you, I'd be walking in my garden forever." He declared.

"I'd love to see such garden." You reply with a smile.

"Then I will construct you a grand garden, my love. Here in Jotunheim. And like the flourishing life we will have, we will sow the seeds together and witness it blossom."

You link with his forehead, a small tear trickling down your cheek, and softly whisper. "I am going to kiss you now. Kiss your mouth until the only name you taste is mine."

You firmly locked onto his lips, and his tongue instantly found yours. The sound of him purring as he tasted you resumed your earlier arousals.

As he caressed your face, he slid his thumb slowly between your lips; the warmth of your mouth causing his desire to intensify.

"I need you, Eden. I can't wait any longer."

You felt the intensity of his neediness. It matched yours exactly. The developing lust you both felt was a fire that needed quenching.

"Then make love to me, Loki. Here, within the frost flowers."

His eyes focussed on your features intently as he assimilated your words and your offer. He gazed around the surroundings, analysing everything he saw; the damp snow, the bare trees, the cold.

He contemplated whether he could really subject you to such conditions, as comfort was what he desired for you, especially for this special moment when you both finally gave each other your bodies.

"Darling, I wish to feast my eyes on your bare body again, to see your naked soul. The weather conditions hinder that."

You smile and take a step backwards. "Does it?"

You remove your cloak from your shoulders and allow it to fall onto the snow. You gradually remove your small top, lifting it over your head to reveal your exposed breasts.

Loki's heart rate surged as he watched you undress; the sight of your hardened nipples reacting to the brisk air was so enticing.

You continue to undo your small skirt, allowing it to glide down your legs and accumulate around your ankles. You emerge from it and present yourself, moving deliberately into the moon's beam of light.

Loki took in a stuttered breath, his eyes widening as he once more observed you in all your glory. He had only seen you naked for a moment before being forcibly dragged away. This time he was going to observe you for longer and memorise the splendour that was your body.

"You are captivating, Eden. You mesmerise me in a way no other can."

"Even with my small breasts?"

After hearing your words, he continued to stare keenly at you, his eyes devoting particular attention to your breasts. However, now you silently chastise yourself for having mentioned your insecurities, as his penetrating gaze and silence induced self-doubt.

You slowly move your arms to conceal yourself, and his brows immediately furrow.

"Don't do that!" His tone almost sounded as though he were scolding you, and you gradually lower your arms back downs. "Do not misinterpret my silence. I was simply stunned by your query of doubt. How could you possibly conceive that I would find any flaws with your body?"

"I... I .."

Loki raised his finger to his lips and gently shushed you.

"You are beautiful." He moved closer towards you. "You are mesmerising." He drew nearer. "And you are everything I desire and more." Now looking you in the eye, he lightly pressed against your erect nipples with his chest.

Your chest rose and fell as you breathed heavily, further igniting your arousal as the friction provided pleasurable sensations against your sensitive nipples.

"You are a goddess; your body a temple that I'll always worship. Never shy away from me, my queen."

You felt his cold hands move around your waist, and before he drew you closer, a green shimmer enveloped him, causing his clothing to vanish.

Unable to resist the temptation to touch him, you immediately ran your hands over his bare chest as your eyes soaked up his form.

"And you are my perfect paradise." You declare.

Your naked bodies clashed together when he tugged you against him, and you grinned bashfully at feeling the evidence of his stiffening girth against your thigh.

With his lips curved up into a smile, he took hold of your chin and drew your face upwards to match his gaze. "Does my hardness not ease your doubts? Because it should. No other woman could induce this level of desire in me." He leaned close to your ear. "And I smell your arousal, kitten, it's highly intoxicating."

Your body quivered involuntarily in response to his words, and a worried expression settled on his face as he believed you were too cold. 

"You are shivering, darling."

"It is not the cold that makes me quake. I am excited."

Loki's grin was a mile wide. "I'm excited too." He admits. "However, I will not let you freeze. I desire your comfort for our first time laying together."

"I do not wish to go, Loki." You quickly interject. Believing he was leaving.

"We are not going anywhere, sweetheart."

You observe as a second radiant glow emanated from around you, yet this time spreading outward. Your jaw fell as the scene before you became surrounded by an invisible barrier, preventing the bitter cold from penetrating and the heat that Loki conjured from escaping.

Cushions and vibrant blankets appeared on the ground, forming an impromptu bed that was considerably cosier than the damp snow. You now stood in a safe and warm bubble with a clear view of the magnificent Jotun wilderness.

"I hope that this will be more comfortable for you, my love."

You had an expression of awe on your countenance. "Oh, Loki. This is fantastic."

His immense palms slid down the curvature of your back, and when he reached the plump of your ample rear, he lightly squeezed.

You emitted a soft groan in response to his action, heightening his desire and causing him to swiftly raise you. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he carried you to your makeshift bed.

With careful hands, he set you down, his gaze never leaving yours. As your back hit the soft pillows, your hair fell loose and your cheeks displayed a warm shade of pink.

He hovered over you for only a brief moment before he sat up on his knees, and gazed down at you in adoration. He observed your milky skin that was devoid of clothes, your wavy hair that draped over the pillows, and the alluring pink of your nipples. He inhaled sharply, the sight of you making him forget to breathe.

"How did the gods create such a divine being and willingly let you go? I would never be so foolish to let a work of art slip through my fingers."

As the honey of his words dripped from his lips, you gazed upon the beautiful sight of him in front of you. Even his Asgardian form exuded regal stature, as evidenced by the breathtaking contours of his body, which continued down to his thick thighs.

Loki observed you biting your lower lip as you focused attentively on a portion of his body you had yet to see. He peered down and surveyed himself, grinning as he discovered that he was sporting a robust erection. He had not even noticed. He was too engrossed in watching you to be aware of what his body was doing.

"I hope it is to your liking, my queen."

Your eyes bounced back to his face. Your cheeks burning red at being caught staring.

"It is... big," you murmur, mildly intimidated by its size.

Loki chuckled smoothly. "I am a frost-giant, darling. The girth of my manhood in either form is out of my control."

He saw your timid expression.

"You have trepidation. Your look implies that you are worried."

"I... uh..." your voice drifted off as Loki crawled up your body. As he ascended, his lips never left your skin; peppering you with feather-light kisses.

"I will proceed slowly and gently, never entering until I have adequately warmed you." Your anxious mind was calmed by his reassuring words.

His lips were replaced by his tongue as he moved from your inner thigh to your intimate area, gliding it along your crease. When he sampled the familiar essence of your arousal, the sweet nectar that he could not get enough of, he moaned against your sex.

"You produce the sweetest honey, darling. And I adore that it is all mine, because, in all honesty, I hate to share." He hungrily consumed you, engulfing your entire pleasureful region with his mouth, attacking your clit with the tip of his tongue.

You writhed underneath him, the fibres of the soft pillow tickling your back. Shamefully, you felt the need to come sooner than anticipated, and before you could push his head away from your highly aroused clit, your core throbbed, expelling another dose of your essence as you moaned Loki's name loudly.

The sensation of you pulsating around his tongue stimulated his appetite. He pressed his whole face against you, your thighs closing around his head as his ravenous strength pushed you against the makeshift bed.

You shrieked in response to his powerful contact with your sensitive area, and you instinctively grabbed hold of his raven hair, yanking his head from between your thighs and detaching his mouth from your sex.

The entirety of his face glistened with your natural juices. He grasped your hands, which were still seizing his hair, and intertwined your fingers with his as he continued his exploration of your body.

His mouth found the rosy bud of your breast, and his tongue danced around it, nipping the hard tip playfully, each time sending jolting tingles to your core. When he completely engulfed your nipple, inhaling your breast, you groaned and arched your back.

His heft was felt against your thigh as his mouth travelled up the arc of your neck, his moist lips finding his most favourable spot behind your ear.

"I will ravish your body, and you will never feel inadequate around me again."

You exhale as you feel his thick mass dragging against your clit, eagerly using your body for friction against his shaft. His gruff heavy breathing warmed your ear as he moaned.

You feel the flex of his muscles as your fingers scrape down his back. And now his grunts turn heavier with each jerk of his hips; his yearning, and his desire for you reaching feral point.

"I need you." He groaned.

You instinctively opened your legs and separated your thighs to welcome him inside. He lowered his body, pressing his chest against your breasts. The tip of his arousal slid between your moist folds, while his shaft still provided the desired grinding against your aroused clit.

"You are so wet." He breathed.

"I'm ready, and I need you, Loki." You pant and buck your hips in anticipation. However, he was skilled at avoiding your eager movements, and was not yet ready to penetrate you.

His lips separated from your neck, and he drew upwards. His raven hair cascaded down and tickled your cheeks as he stared into your eyes.

"I wish to gaze upon you as I enter you, committing this moment to memory."

You smile and nod. Staring as intently while he positions himself at your entrance.

"Are you ready, my queen?"

"I am ready, my king."

He observed you with rapt attention as he slowly pushed himself inside. Your mouth shot open with a gasp, and your lips formed an O as you felt yourself expanding to accommodate his large girth.

He remained still for a moment, allowing you to adjust to the new sensation, before beginning to move his hips slowly and shallowly, not yet allowing himself to be completely buried within you.

He moaned deeply, his face aglow with happiness at finally experiencing your warmth. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, and he knew it was a sensation he would rapidly become addicted to. Craving the delights that only you could provide him every second of the day.

As he snapped his hips a little harder and pushed more into you, your hands rested on his rear and moved with him. Your groans revealed your delight and gave him the motivation to exert even more force in his movements.

"You feel like Valhalla!" He cried, snapping his head back, and quickening his thrusts.

"Yes, Oh, gods, Loki." You scream, the head of his buried shaft hitting a sweet spot inside you.

"That's it darling, yell my name, whimper for me, and only me."

You shout his name as you feel your body implode from an avalanche of feelings and he smirks against your lips as he feels your core quiver around him.

"Did I make you come again already, my love?"

His hefty girth was drenched in your slick. Further evidence that you had received your rapture.

He slowed his movements as he regarded your hazy expression and beamed broadly. "Your flushed cheeks and doe eyes enhance your beauty. I will endeavour to make you experience orgasmic bliss every single day just to see this look."

"You are amazing, Loki." The endorphins that were released within your body gave you the sensation of floating. Your mind a misty jumble of happiness.

"And I've yet to completely fill you." He whispered.

You arched a brow. "You mean..."

"Yes, darling. I am merely half way in."

"Oh..."

"I can keep to this depth if you wish." He offers sincerely.

"No. I want you to mould me to your shape. Fill me completely." You were determined to accept all of him in.

"Then I will allow you to decide how deep." He effortlessly flipped you over, placing your body atop his.

"Ride me, my queen."

With a timid smile, you position his tip at your entrance, emitting small moans of pleasure as you lower yourself down. You reach the halfway mark, having never been lower, and you again exhaled as you sucked him in deeply.

Loki's head sank back into the pillows, his mouth agape in ecstasy. You had thoroughly accepted him inside you and were now making slow, rhythmic hip movements. You were uncertain of what movements to make, but based on his elated expression and the groans you elicited from him, your actions were precisely what he desired.

"Oh yes... just like that." He wailed, and as you swayed your hips, his hands reached up and caressed your breasts.

You altered your movement and began to bounce on his rigid erection, causing Loki to bellow, his raspy voice reverberating off the barrier that protected you from the outside elements.

As he grew overwhelmed by pleasures, his mind began to unravel; and he became too lost in his enrapture to retain his magic. It began to wane and the invisible shield started to flicker.

His fingers dug into your flesh as he firmly grasped your hips and assisted you in moving. Your juices flowed down his shaft as he pushed you harder onto his robust hardness, adding to the wet and sinful slapping sounds produced by your ass colliding with his body.

"I'm nearly there, I'm.. I'm.. coming!" He exclaimed, his words ending with a broken moan. You felt your centre pulsate as he violently vibrated within you. His fiery seed erupting and filling you to capacity. 

He drew you downwards, your sweat-soaked bodies merging as you breathed heavily and with difficulty. As you clung to his body, you felt his heartbeat rapidly pound, matching the same speed as yours.

"You are amazing, Eden." He could hardly breathe out his words.

You lift your head, which felt as weighty as lead, and rest it on his chest. Sweat had caused your hair to adhere to your face, and he gently released it with care.

"Thank you, my queen. Experiencing this with you was everything I could have ever hoped for." You saw tears in his eyes, and they tugged at your heart.

You tenderly wipe away the tear that rolled down the side of his cheek. "I could get used to this feeling. The feeling of us connected and as one," you admit. "Mark this day, Loki, for this is the night you were claimed as mine, and I require the delights you offer every night."

Loki breathed out a hearty laugh. "You are my queen, and I am your king. Demand of me what you will and I will never refuse you."

He drew your lips to his, reigniting his desire for more of your body, but as his mind returned to thoughts of additional pleasure, his enchantment ran out.

You were finally exposed to the wild elements of Jotunheim as the barrier safeguarding you both from the bitter cold gave way.

Loki swiftly rolled on top of you to shield you from the icy wind.

"Sorry, darling. It appears that my stamina depletes more rapidly when I am lost in elevated rapture. Let us quickly return to the hospitable docat dwellings. Perhaps by that time, I will have descended back from Valhalla and replenished my magic."

You laugh, amusedly. "I hope I am always able to please you like this, yet I worry you will one day bore of me."

"I swear to you, on my mother's crown, that will never happen."

The sincerity of his pledge reached your heart, and you believed every word.

"Then, let us depart, lest we contract frostbite on the pleasurable parts of our bodies that we wish to use again before sunrise."

Loki grinned, and swiftly pulled you up, covering your body with thick garments with the little magic he had left.

"Do you think we can remain quiet during our next  lustful romp? Bear may catch us if we are too loud." You query.

"Fortunately for us, darling. I have something that will muffle your cries of pleasure."

He casts his gaze down at his naked frame, and you feel your cheeks heating up as you follow his stare and notice another powerful erection. Now you understand exactly what he wished to stifle your moans with.

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