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Matti woke with a bit of a start, but the footsteps in the hall just outside her door was all the explanation she needed. A broken window or door forced open would have woken her much sooner and with more alarm. She had only given keys to one other person.The door slid open with a push; that long, lean form silhouetted against the soft light that came through a window at the top of the stairs. "You're home early." Matti smiled sleepily.The shadowy figure closed the distance between them, crawling into the foot of the bed to press lips to hers greedily. Matti giggled. "And yet not a moment too soon." She wrapped her arms around him in welcoming surrender. He hovered above her, drinking in the sight of her, bare beneath a champagne colored satin sheet. "Did you get an earlier flight, Tom?" She asked when the heated gaze lingered."Sshhh." The black silhouette lowered its head to her ear and hissed around a growling laugh deep in his throat. "Call me Loki." Then he dove into her neck devouring her with kisses and bites. Matti realized that what she had at first taken to be Tom's long trench coat (it had been raining a lot lately) was actually a long leather overcoat, and the clothing beneath it some type of armor. "I knew there was a kinky streak in there somewhere." Matti managed to say between breathless moans.The form ravishing her hungrily chuckled. "You have no idea." And his mouth closed over a taut peak of nipple with such gusto that Matti's breath was ripped from her with a cry. The weight that held her in place shifted and the jingle-hiss of leather and buckles being unfastened sounded in the darkened room before something heavy and metallic dropped to the floor. Matti pushed the heavy coat over lithe, broad shoulders. "Leave part of it on." She said, fingers working the cords that held his breeches closed. "Mmmm." Another lecherous chuckle. "As the lady desires." And the sheet between them was pulled away and cast to the ground.The cool feel of leather pressed so boldly between her thighs was a sharp counterpoint to the hot tongue that teased Matti's bare breasts. She teased hard flesh with encircling fingertips, eliciting a gasp from her dark visitor. He pulled away, leaving Matti's hand aching with emptiness. She did not have long to mourn the loss however. "God, Tom!!" Hot mouth, nipping teeth and darting tongue exploded against her moist pussy. A warning growl sounded. "Loki." She corrected herself. Typically Tom was a gentle, steady lover; this beast that claimed her with an animalistic fury was anything but. And gods how she loved it! Tom was a very skilled and considerate bedmate, but dammit she wasn't made of glass. It seemed as though he had been reading her body, and the kid gloves had most definitely come off! As though he heard and meant to confirm her thoughts, a biting-sucking kiss landed on the skin of Matti's inner left thigh. "Sweet Jesus!" She screamed, back arched and body aquiver. "Fuck me!" The shadow hovered above her once more and though no light shone directly into his face, his eyes glittered darkly."'Fuck me' what?" The figure entoned with an edge that clearly stated he was in charge and his will was to be obeyed. It was a hinted command Matti felt reverberate through her entire being."Fuck me please, Loki." She mewled with raw need, writhing like a rabbit in a snare.He entered her full and feverishly. His cock plunging deep and fast with a rhythm that she prayed could last all night. The dark seductor came to his knees, pulling her twitching hips against himself brutishly. He held her easily with one hand; the thumb of the other rolling over her swollen clit, pressing it against her pelvic bone; and still the pace did not slow. The shadow left her with no amount of leverage to push back into him; he fucked her like a mad demon, controlling all movement.His knowledgeable maneuvers soon brought Matti to a screaming climax. "Does my plaything want more?" The grasping snicker came to her before the echoes of her cries against the wall ended. Matti could only weakly nod in the affirmative. Two hands grasped her hips, pulled her bare torso against the smooth leather and hard metal armor that covered him. Still in the kneeling position, he drove upward while pushing her violently down onto his cock.Even the feel of his head bottoming out on her cervix was a sensation of pure pleasure. It sent jolts through her body, playing deliciously along her spine. Long, lithe fingers pinched her nipples; jaws closed over the place where neck met shoulder. Every inch of her lover teased her toward another beautiful orgasm.What has gotten into Tom? Perhaps she should have wondered. It had started after he had gone to Iceland on location for The Dark World.This was not the first sign. There had been a few naughty phone calls (Tom, though certainly not a prude, was not usually so verbose over the phone). And after three weeks apart the short video text of him masturbating had nearly made Matti choke during a lunch with her publisher. And now, almost three months since they had kissed goodbye at the airport, here he was. Her every dark, twisted sexual fantasy come true.It might have taken Tom some time to hit his stride but he was going full bore now, and then some. After the fourth soul-searing climax Matti had pulled away. But those firmly sinewed arms had no intention of letting her go so soon. Holding her around the middle, he pulled her up to the headboard, flipped her around and bound her to the heavy wooden bed frame. "Well, why didn't you say so in the first place?" Matti found a reserve of energy. She had wanted to try such things with Tom since before they had even started sleeping together over a year ago. But when it had taken him a couple of months before he grew comfortable with talking rough and dirty she figured it might take some time; if not be completely out of the question. What a welcome surprise this night was turning into! The ravisher pressed full against her back, his erection not flagging in the least. Either I am swollen from his "attention" or he has gotten bigger. Matti mused internally. Not that he needed to by ANYONE'S stretch of the imagination. Tom might not normally be the most adventurous, but he was a size queen's dream come true! Before him, Matti had not put much stock in the question of size but Tom had made her a believer.She wiggled her bottom against his stiffness with a wicked grin. "Did you come across some ancient fertility treatment up there in Iceland?" She teased. "You've grown at least an inch and according to the clock we've been fucking for about four hours already. Don't they say you should call a doctor about now?" The flat of his hand came across her backside. "Cease." He ordered; and with the breathless moans that escaped Matti it was clear she would heed his command gladly."It's been a long time since I've coupled with a Midgardian as comely as you." Warm breath tickled over Matti's back as he spoke. "I had almost forgotten the wonders of human flesh when so freely given. Well, until I had been released that is. No wonder he thinks so highly of you."She began to ask what game he meant to play with that but when he slipped two moist fingers into her all she could do was moan, hips bucking to be taken again. Stomach pressed painfully against the headboard, bare breasts against the wall, his hands on either side of her head; he bulled into her quivering wetness more violently than she had pictured in even her most fevered daydream. And yet he made that agony ever more pleasurable. He was pitiless when he finally came, knowing she was sore and chaffed from a night of rough, insistent fucking he only pushed deeper, when she sobbed and writhed away he slammed even harder spilling his essence into her womb.Matti collapsed against her restraints, soul-weary and completely exhausted.#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#Dawn had broken, alarm clock unheard, and finally Matti came awake. With a deep yawn she tried to stretch only to find every muscle an aching knot of resistance and pain. And yet it was a sweetly wicked smile that curved her lips. She was in bed alone, but that was not unusual. Often she and Tom thought of their individual halves of the divided house as conjoined realms. A happy whole where they could meet companionably, or blissfully adjacent when they wanted or needed to be about their own unique projects. It was a wonderful arrangement that allowed for sex without jealousy, companionship without entanglement, intimacy without intrusion. The perfect set-up for two young, healthy, vibrant people working on brilliant careers. Even the paparazzi were stymied given that the presence of the other was not out of place.Rising stiffly from the tossled bed, Matti stood beneath a long, hot shower. A jog along her usual route, culminating in a trip to the coffee stand on the high street, and a brisk walk home before knocking on Tom's door."Hey, " he smiled warmly as he took the cardboard cup of tea from the carrier. "I didn't know you were awake."Matti smirked, planting a solid kiss on his lips. "Try as you might to keep me worn out all day, I do have a few things to tend to this afternoon."Tom hmm'd in confusion for a moment before a dark glower flashed across his face like an oncoming storm. That bastard! The epithet resounding through his brain.
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Tom sat on the large sectional sofa in his living room. Jeans, blue tee shirt, no shoes; just like any given man relaxing on any given day. Cup of tea, chocolate hob knob to munch on. All was right with the world.Except Matti was out of town on a book signing tour for the next three days; one of her short stories had been included in an anthology of works by young female writers. Tom smiled, thinking back on how proud and excited she had been when the telephone call had come in from her agent. He had gotten home from Iceland two days ago, shooting had wrapped ahead of schedule. The comforting thought of being alone with Matti had gone sour almost immediately however, when he realized he had been followed... or, more exactly, he had been raced home, and had lost. He'd had so much to tell her, but it would all seem too fantastical now. Somewhere between anticlimactic and twisted. How exactly did you tell someone that you had inadvertently freed a figure of myth and legend from a centuries old curse? Now that figure... ok, let's just call it a god. Tom had seen more than enough to believe it. Now that god walked the earth, and not only that but he looked like Tom. Loki had tried to explain it, but it was hard to get his head around. Something like, being a worshipped deity his aspect was a reflection of the consciousness of those that "believed" in him. Tom had brought Loki into the world's consciousness, so Loki looked like Tom.The actor, pinched the bridge of his nose. It was enough to give him a migraine if he tried to make sense of the senseless. He leaned his head back into the soft pillows that lined the couch.It might have made a brilliant movie if it weren't so mindnumbingly outrageous. He thought, not for the first time, what Matti would have made of it. Would she have thought he had taken leave of his senses? An actor beginning to believe that the character they played was real sounded about as deranged as one could get. Didn't it?O, but it got better! Loki was not content to merely be free. He was entangling himself quite thoroughly in Tom's life. While Tom was on-set, The Trickster had seen fit to explore his trailer. His journal, his computer, his phone. One would think that a being who had last walked the earth before Columbus had sailed might be less than savvy regarding all things technological, but Loki had managed to pick up the use almost instantly.When Tom had caught Loki going through the pictures on his camera, he'd tried to put his foot down. But Loki was like a precocious child. The entire world interested him, and being The God of Mischief, it followed, that he would find a way to do as he pleased. Then there were the phone calls. Tom supposed that after a millennium in the ice he should be glad Loki restricted himself to making those sorts of calls only to Matti and not his Mum or sisters. Hell, he reasoned, if I had been trapped in the ice for a millennium there would be no stopping my libido either. Full steam ahead and damn the torpedoes! But the streak of jealousy he had felt over the trio of phone calls had Tom doing some thinking about the arrangement with Matti. She had moved into the other side of the large house he lived in nearly two years ago. Mrs. Pangborne, the landlady, had informed him he was to be getting a new neighbor when she had come 'round for the rent. It had concerned him at first, they might be noisy when he needed to concentrate on learning lines; they might recognize him from the works he had done and either gawk or try to introduce him to all their friends. (The fanfare was nothing like now but it had certainly had its tedious moments even back then.) They might be less than accepting that an actor lived in their midst. It was more rare than in ages past, but there were yet those who looked down their noses at actors."Not to worry, dear." Mrs. Pangborne had tried to assure him. "She's a nice girl by all accounts. Though she is an American." Tom smiled to think of the first time he had seen her. Auburn hair in an absurd knot held by a pencil, tall and curvy but her manner somewhat clumsy and awkward. It had only been her and a pair of hired movers. By the time Tom had gotten his feet dressed to ask if she needed a hand the moving truck was nearly empty. "Hello." She had greeted him with a wide smile; she ascending, he descending. He took the top box she carried and stood aside to let her lead the way, as the movers hoisted a large desk from the van."Anywhere's fine." She said, settling her box gingerly on one of the tables in the furnished apartment. Tom sat down next to hers and held out his hand. "Tom." He stated with a grin."Matti." She said it with a tone that hinted it was not her full name but was her preferred form of address and it was a long story, thank you very much. What others might have taken to be a chip on her shoulder, Tom only read as a sigh of resignation. "Welcome to the neighborhood, Matti."He invited her for tea, she confessed that Mrs. Pangborne had told her he was an actor. She admitted having seen him in an old episode of Wallander, which led into a discussion about American vs. European television. He asked what she did, she told him she was a writer; not a household name but she had seen print enough to take a longed for visit to London where she had fallen in love with the storied history that surrounded her and after getting her affairs in order had come back for an extended stay. A crash from his kitchen brought Tom out of his reverie. Had he not just spent a month dealing with the enigma that was Loki he might have been worried. "You utter cock!" Tom swore when he saw Loki standing amid the remains of a decorative porcelain teapot he had gotten from a cousin several birthdays ago. He wanted to mash Loki's face with the cast iron skillet hanging from the wall. "Don't worry, I can fix it." The raven-haired doppelganger waved his hands over the scattered shards and the teapot settled itself back on the sideboard in one piece.Tom ignored the display of magic. "That isn't what I meant!" "Are you mad about making the introductions to your neighbor?" Loki asked, a lopsided grin curving his lips."That was not an introduction!" Tom hissed. "That could well be counted as a rape!""I did not force myself upon her.""No, but I'm sure you didn't go out of your way to explain who you are either.""You said that she was not your paramour, Thomas." Loki scowled. "Yet she was very... glad to see you; and you are acting rather possessively."Tom ran a hand over his eyes. "It's... " He scrambled for the proper word, but grimaced when only the cliche sounded most accurate. "It's complicated.""Is she a harlot?" Loki asked."NO!!" Tom stated emphatically, hands clenching into fists. "Yet she can manage sex as being apart from emotional ties?" "Not entirely, we get along quite well." Tom retrieved his cup and saucer from the front room. "In your time was there no casual sex?"A twinkle lit Loki's eye. "There were MANY people who enjoyed casual liaisons. We called them men. Do the women of this age engage in warring as well?""Some women do join the military, yes." He poured out two cups of an herbal tea while heating the leftovers from the Chinese take-away he and Matti had shared last night; just before her red-eye flight to New York."Such a strange era." Loki mused. "Women would defend their hearth and home most fiercely, but to actually make war alongside the men? Astounding. And to corrouse as freely besides? Rare. Of course there was Freya, but then she was a harlot. Why, for one simple necklace she spent four nights with a group of-""Loki!" Tom shouted to get his "guest's" attention. "We can relive your good old days another time. What are you even doing here?"The pair of them had never discussed what might happen after the movie wrapped; truth be told Tom had been rather relieved at the thought of being quit of The Trickster."Ah," Loki began. "I decided I have had quite enough of the frozen wastes. I intend to see more of this world.""I'm not sure the world is ready for you." Tom quipped. "But I can suggest a few places I'd like you to go."Loki smirked derisively at the veiled insult. "It's not as easy as that I'm afraid." "It never is with you.""Mmm," Loki glowered. "I can only go places I am familiar with. My magic is still rather weak after so long in disuse."Tom scowled. "How did you get here ahead of me then." He gasped to see The God of Mischief actually BLUSH."Well, I did spend a lot of time looking at your pictures, the pictures of you and your lady."Tom coughed around a forkful of sesame chicken. "Your lady", he liked the term more than their arrangement suggested he had a right to. "Are you saying you've gotten attached?""Through no fault of my own, I assure you." Loki slumped over his plate disconsolutely. "I am not good at depending on others, Thomas. Particularly not humans.""Tell me about it!" Tom blurted out. In the two months since he had met the acquaintance of his mirror image Tom had more than come to realize that Loki was an irascible sort, irreverent and utterly lacking in humility. There were moments however when his wide-eyed fascination with the modern world was invigorating. In an age punctuated with jaded entitlement, Loki could be a breath of fresh air. /:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/:/"Hey, you." Matti called out as she unlocked her front door. "I'm home." Tom's door was closed but a light in the window told her he was home; Tom was always quite thorough about closing up shop when he left his house even for a short while. To verify her supposition, the tread of footsteps descending the stairs on Tom's side of the house came to Matti; but somehow it sounded different. The door to Tom's place opened and he looked out into the small foyer between the doors that separated the apartments."Welcome home." Tom leaned in his doorway, shafts of the dying sunlight streaming through his front window lit his currently reddish hair. "How was the tour?""Short but sweet." Matti returned, stretching up to kiss him on the cheek. "How was home?"An almost bitter laugh escaped him."It was... interesting.""That sounds less than good." Matti cringed. "Did the neighbors get into one of their epic fights again?""Nothing so mundane.""Want to fill me in over dinner? I'll treat if you want to hit the curry place over on Victoria Circle.""Thought we could stay in." Tom held her around the waist with one arm. "I am healed up from your 'welcome home party'." Matti smirked. Tom pressed his lips to her forehead quietly."I think they deliver." He smiled at cajolingly."You had me at 'stay in', sir." Tom took her hand and led her into his apartment. Nearing the sofa, he sat down and nestled her at his side."You're cuddly tonight." Matti remarked. "I am liking this." She snuggled against his chest. "I got you something while I was stateside."Tom smiled, his cheek against her forehead "Thank you.""I'll dig it out of my luggage tomorrow. I have something else for you tonight."Tom maneuvered them so Matti was nearly laying atop him. "I got a few gift giving notions for you, as well." She stretched languidly along his frame, tasting his lips fervently."Damn, I've missed you." Tom tightened his grip."I can tell." Matti adjusted her leg, his swelling erection pressing into her thigh. Slipping her hand between them, teasing his length through the denim of his jeans. Sliding down to kneel before him, Matti worked his zipper down, freeing his cock. Tom slid down to the edge of the seat as Matti took him into her mouth. She was working into a good steady rhythm and ventured a look up into his face. His eyes were closed in a blissful trance. Gods, he looks good awash in passion, she mused lasciviously. His eyes opened, fixing on her face. That gaze hit Matti like a ton of bricks; full of both scintillating passion and something much softer and more abiding. Suddenly, his eyes popped wide open. "No!" Tom cried out, his hips bucking. Matti remained still, she was sure she had not gotten careless with her teeth, but Tom's expression was rather pained. She began to move again, careful and soothing, taking him deep into her throat. The depth of the thrusts assisted by Tom's hand twining through her hair.Blood pumping the more intensely she moved, Matti took the words Tom began to whisper as lustful epithets. She MMM'd in what seemed the appropriate places, loving the fervent, insistent tone and the way he had started squirming. "Dammit, I have to tell her!" Tom's voice was loud and clear this time; Matti pulled back briefly, stretching her neck even though her hand still roamed his throbbing member."Tell me what, babe?" She sat back on her haunches seeing his serious expression. Tom was reclined back, but had propped himself on his elbows. "Wait, what?" She reached up toward the hand still threaded through her hair. She was dragged to her feet; Matti balled her left hand into a fist, bringing it sharply back into crotch and midsection of the person holding her."She's feisty," Tom's voice said from behind her. "I like her." She turned to stare up to an impossibly familiar face, a scream ripping from her throat.
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Matti lay between her partners, head on Tom's chest while Loki's hand rested at the swell of her hip. All dozed in the satiny darkness; tonight they occupied Tom's large super-king bed.
The house, though still divided into the two apartments, had become more conjoined. Before either of the leaseholders had come to live here, the house had been a single family dwelling boasting five bedrooms, three bathrooms, a large formal dining room, a music room, library, and massive kitchen as well as a small servant's apartment that added another bed and bath in what could be called a basement.
It had been built a very long time ago as the city dwelling for a minor nobleman and his family who only occupied the structure on rare occasion. The family had fallen into decline quite some time in the past and this property had been sold off. Eventually, one of its many owners decided to partition the home into two separate domiciles, side by side. The north half, which Tom had come to rent, had the largest bedroom plus another he used for guests, two bathrooms, the library that served as his living room and the large dining room (part of which had been sectioned into a separate kitchen). Matti had gotten two small bedrooms, the remaining bath, an office/dining nook that once had been the music room, a narrow kitchen that overlooked the back garden and had the feel of having once been little more than a corridor, and a door that led to the last of the bedrooms that served now as an attic.The now separate addresses were conjoined by the small foyer between their front doors and a door between the two kitchens, which they both had keys to. It had been through this access that Tom and Matti had most often met; facilitating the occasional movie night, increasingly shared meals and the not infrequent trysts. In the time since that arrangement had begun the kitchen door had been locked only twice. When Matti had first openly encountered Loki (and needed some time to process both his presence and the reality of their first meeting) and not long after when she and Tom had a private meeting wherein they had come to an understanding that had moved their relationship from casual friends with benefits to the primary partnership within a polyamorous family that included Loki.
Now the house was again a unified home full of happiness and laughter, sometimes frustration but always love.
Most nights the three slumbered together, but occasionally each couple (Tom and Matti, Matti and Loki) needed their own time and space. Mostly Tom and Loki's relationship was somewhere between that of older and younger brothers and a long-suffering teacher and their precocious charge.
It did so happen occasionally however that the connection between Tom and Loki did not center around Matti. +:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+The Autumn had been taken up with filming, deadlines, press junkets and rehearsals for the pair of young celebrities. Tom was getting ready for a three month run of Coriolanus, fighting practices, promoting his films and learning his lines. Matti had logged more hours in airports than at home with being a keynote speaker at a writers' workshop, consulting in Los Angeles while reworking the script of a book she had sold for movie rights, and when she was home had been forced to squirrel herself away working on the rewrite of her latest novel before it's release date around New Year's.
So when a day arrived that not only had them both free of commitment but alone (Loki had gotten familiar enough with downtown London that he was able to transport himself there), they jumped at the chance for neglected intimacy that was necessary with their burgeoning careers.
Matti had made an early dinner of pasta and seafood that they ate by candlelight before sharing a long, luxurious soak in the enormous bathtub. Still soggy and completely unable to keep their hands to themselves Tom had led Matti to the bedroom where he pushed her gently to the bed and knelt between her thighs.
The things Tom was good at in life were numerous and varied, but at the top of that list was his prowess and longevity in the arena of cunnilingus. Lips, tongue and jaw were applied to the task as a skilled general would deploy troops.
He'd had Matti writhing in fevered bliss for nearly an hour, taking her to the pinnacle of pleasure and back again many times. Sometimes he would slow down and prolong her release, sometimes he would make her cum in such rapid secession that her throat ached with her screams.
It was during one such barrage that the sensation of pure physical bliss came over Tom. It had always excited him to give such pleasure to his partners but this was not quite the same. This was neither ego at dealing out orgasms like candy thrown at a parade nor his own need of release coming to the fore. This was a new something, the need to receive.
Cool, commanding hands curled around the sides of Tom's waist and he found himself almost painfully erect. A very small, far off part of him tried to rebel but the sensation was just too powerful. A minute tug of pain, the rapture of movement deep inside of himself and the pressure against his prostate; it was an exotic but most welcome pleasure. The nectar of Matti on his tongue, her firm flesh beneath his palms, Loki moving with swift steady strokes into his anus. It was a heady mix to say the least.
"One of us needs to put a cock in her right now," Loki smirked down into Matti's face livid with passion. "And mine's a tad busy."
Tom maneuvered upward, kissing Matti's stomach and breasts as he went, before entering her full and deep. She was tight and quivering around his length, one more vibrant sensual experience in his pleasure soaked brain.
The movement was like a well timed machine, his thrusts into Matti a delightful counterpoint to the pressure of Loki's cock moving in him. He pistoned back and forth, sandwiched between the two of them, giving and receiving the liquid heat of pleasure. Sex had never been so all encompassing to him before and he cherished each delicious moment, each tingle of sensation.
Matti ran nails playfully over his nipples and he gasped, hips bucking. He was fully in her, Loki buried deep inside of him. Matti and Loki's eyes met, sharing the pride of joy they were both giving Tom. Both males came at once before Tom collapsed onto Matti's ample chest. She closed her arms around him and held him gently as the deep shivers of pleasure rocked his entire being. Tom came awake in the night, Matti curled against him, Loki on the other side of the bed. Both of them were naked which was not unusual, the fact that he himself was in the all-together was a bit irregular however. Then his mind flashed back. Dinner, the bath, Matti squirming and moaning his name. And then...
Tom pulled away from Matti and sat at the edge of the bed. Without the pleasure making him senseless, the moment now troubled him. =#=#=#=#=#=#=#=#=A sound in the darkness alerted Matti to Tom's absence. She listened for a moment to determine where he had gone. The barest clatter of cup and saucer told her he was making himself a cuppa. The clock told her it was just past 3 a.m. Tom rarely rose this early while on liberty.
Loki's arm was draped over her middle and she wiggled out from beneath it. Tying a fluffy white robe around her bare body, Matti stole downstairs. Not to sneak up on Tom, but to insure that Loki remained asleep.
Tom sat at the table in his dining room looking out the large bay window that in daylight showed the best view of the flowerbed they had planted together last spring. The light was still on in the kitchen but where Tom sat was in near complete darkness. This was very unlike her lover and that had her worried.
Not wanting to alarm him, Matti gathered up her own cup of tea, making just enough noise to alert him to her presence. She entered the room to find him gazing thoughtfully into his cup.
"Couldn't sleep?" She asked, sitting down opposite him.
His initial reply was a noncommittal grunt, but Matti waited patiently. If he chose to say more she would be ready; if not, well she was one who did not mind a companionable silence. As the minutes wore on, she was sure he would keep his thoughts in his own way.
"I guess you really do learn something new every day." Tom finally spoke. His tone was even, definitely more of introspection than condemnation.
Matti covered his hand with her own.
"I suppose it depends on the day and what you think you already knew." She smiled.
"Pretty sure I knew which way I swung." Tom chuckled.
Matti tilted her head back and laughed heartily. "O Tom. One action doesn't change that."
He looked at her quizzically. "It was... it was beyond intense." He shrugged at the collar of the tee-shirt he had put on, along with boxers, before coming downstairs.
"Exactly. You didn't have sex with a man today, Tom. You had sex with a god. It's rather a different kettle of fish." She pulled the bag from her tea and sipped.
"You don't think wanting that makes me..."
"Not in the slightest. Manly is a quality you have in spades, Hiddleston. Just ask any of the throng of fangirls who would lay down for you in the street if you snapped your fingers." She almost rolled her eyes. "Besides, sexuality is not a finite proposition even among we lowly mortals."
"Is it the same for you?" Tom asked.
"Snap your fingers some time and find out." Matti teased.
Tom favored her with a smirk. "I mean with you and him?"
"It's harder to explain for me, being that I'm an 80/20 split. In many ways it's similar to being with a regular man, but amped up. What might be called good in humans is an innate trait in any deity that chooses to consort with us I would imagine. To the point that you feel that pleasure as more than a carnal need. It becomes part of your living essence." Matti shook her head. "I'm probably not making any sense at all."
"O no," Tom agreed emphatically. "That's pretty much what I felt."
He was silent for a moment. "'80/20 split'?"
Matti just winked at him over the rim of her cup.
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"Please!" Matti moaned aloud, head thrown back.
She had woken up in a state! But that's what happens when the god in bed with you starts rubbing your clit while you sleep.
"Mmm," Loki's voice sounded in the darkened room as a lecherous hiss. "It never ceases to amaze and delight me how whorish you Midgardian women can be when properly stimulated."
Matti was too far enthralled by his attention to be indignant now. With one clone's face buried between her thighs, another busily giving nipple torture and the original sitting in a chair watching the show it was much too late to become coy as well.
"So glad it pleases." Matti quipped.
"No, my precious." Loki tutted. "Once my mirror images have pleasured you to my satisfaction then I will reward your endurance."
Matti writhed helplessly on her bed. "Y-you just like when I break beneath you."
"I won't deny the joy it brings to see you in this state. Undone. Begging for me to finish you. But I will not make it easy for you, Mathilde. When you're with me, you know I can read your darkest thoughts."
"And then some." Matti blurted, earning a sharp snap to her left nipple; even as Two licked the other.
"All the dirty little fantasies you don't dare to utter, even to the most intimate confidante. I know them all." Loki leaned over her. "And I can make them all a reality, what's more."
Matti's entire body shivered at the very thought, her mind flashed.
"Yes," Loki pressed his lips to hers. "Even THAT one. In the dark, late at night, all alone and terrified. It would take a bit of magic, of course, but I promise even in the midst of the fear and pain I will make you love it. Whether you like it or not."
Two vanished and Loki took his place. One redoubled his efforts and soon Matti had hit another solid wall of orgasm.
"Mount me, pet!" Loki ordered as he reclined back.
Matti straddled the dark god, his cock filling her sheath so blissfully she almost sighed in ecstasy. He stroked her still sensitive nipples with gentle yet firm pressure as she slid up and down his length.
The mattress dipped behind her and Matti was pushed forward along Loki's bare chest. His arms locked around her and One's hand lay at the swell of her hip.
A warm, slick sensation filled her and One pushed into her ass. She cried out at the brief moment of pain. This was not her first time but he was far bigger than any other she had allowed that route previously. And that itself was several boyfriends ago. And it had been a solo act.
Loki silenced her protest with a savage kiss and she relaxed somewhat. Both Lokis moved deep into her and it was unlike anything she had ever felt. Stretched and filled. Sometimes they moved in tandem, both bulling into her almost mercilessly; sometimes opposite, twin pistons in an engine careening out of control. But never out of sync.
She couldn't decide which was worse. Or better. It was the sacred and profane division that had dogged poets and scholars since words were first invented.
Her body quickened and One pulled her abruptly against him upright. He cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Not pinching but certainly eliciting a response. Loki reached between them and pressed fingertips against her clit.
And then they got rough.
They fucked her with a brutishly fast pace, she whimpered and cried and moaned and came again and again until she was a limp, sweaty, tear-streaked mess.
Loki banished One and with one solid fierce movement had Matti pinned against the wall, held only by the force of his violent thrusts as he finished himself on her spent flesh.
"Someday," he began between primal grunts of rutting lust. "I will make a dozen mirror images of myself. I will throw you to them and I will watch them unmake you until you barely possess the strength to beg me to spare you. And after I have I will never share you again. Not with mortal nor god."
He closed his hand over her throat, ripped into her raw flesh as he came with a shout that filled the entire house. Then he was gone.
Matti tumbled to the floor, suddenly unsupported. Her trembling limbs would not hold her upright, and his final words had shaken her to the core.
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Matti pushed her palms into the small of her back and stretched before glancing sidelong at the clock."Are you fucking kidding me?!" She cursed aloud and pulled back the blinds on the window beside her desk. The light told the tale that she had been working not just all night but a good part of the morning as well. And no wonder with just two weeks before the deadline on the most lucrative deal she had ever had. A short story she had written several years before she moved to London was being optioned to a major film studio. So OF COURSE her old friend writer's block had reared its ugly head. That situation was not helped by the presence of a being who was in many ways equal parts cosmic practical joker and curious child. With Tom out of town on set until 3 days earlier she had borne the brunt of keeping Loki entertained. As pleasurable as that often was, it was not conducive to meeting her literary obligations. Thankfully once Tom had returned, and gotten some rest, he was able to take over Loki-duty. Since then she had seen neither hide nor hair of her housemate/lovers. Stretching yet again, Matti looked back at the screen of her word processor.... and again her mind went utterly blank of useful thoughts."Son of a bitch!!" A strong pair of hands rested on her shoulders from behind. She knew by the feel of them that it was Loki."You're tense." His resonant voice filled her ears like music. It was insane how thoroughly even the hint of his presence could effect her.... but she simply did not have time to spare. Matti hoped he was just there to rely an invitation to dine with him and Tom so she could politely decline and get back to the brick wall at hand. When Loki pressed his mouth to the side of her neck however she knew she was in for trouble."Mmm," Matti purred but stood, putting the chair between them. "I can't right now, Loki. I have to get the rewrite done and to my editor by the end of the week.""You're stuck," the tall Asgardian smirked, his fingers twining through Matti's hair. "You need to take a break."Matti wanted to protest, knowing he was probably right, but the pressure was just too high; she could NOT let this opportunity slip past. It might never come again.Loki moved the chair aside and plucked at the buttons on her shirt with long lithe fingers, he gazed at her through thick dark lashes. Gods! She thought, not the bedroom eyes!"I really can't." She stepped away from him. It might have worked but for unbalancing on the bottom stair. Loki pulledher against his chest insistently. "If you need a change of perspective to get your juices flowing I have just the thing." In less than a blink the pair were standing in Matti's bedroom.She smirked at Loki's lustful manner. "While I never doubt how well you can get my juices flowing, Loki, I must insist that we hold off."Which, as might be expected, had zero effect on his resolve. Indeed he upped his argument by not only producing a clone but turning one of them female. A pair of firm, questing lips at the side of her throat, another tasting her mouth with sweet, pliant fervor. Two pairs of hands roamed Matti's curves, equally as polarized. In moments she was stripped bare. #/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#/#Tom pulled his new Jag into the garage that served as a partial basement for the house this bizarre trio occupied. He had gone to the market to get fixings for a nice dinner he wanted to make. Juggling three bags up the stairs that led into the back hall on his side of the house, he called out for Loki to get the door. No surprise, the erstwhile deity had been distracted by something and wandered off.Slightly put out, Tom managed to get the door open without painting the cement steps in milk and spaghetti sauce. He sat the groceries on his kitchen counter and went to make sure Loki had not gotten into trouble.But a full search of his apartment showed no sign of The God of Mischief. Cussing inwardly, Tom opened the door from his kitchen into Matti's, the only internal connection between the two domiciles. He had promised to keep Loki busy so Matti could finish her work. He knew quite well how important the movie deal was to her. +:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+:+Matti stood a couple inches taller than Lady Loki, who explored her mouth with alacrity before breaking away for a moment and met eyes with her male self. Loki pushed Matti gently across the downy comforter, his female doppelganger running soft hands up the inside of the redhead's thighs. The subtle sound of Tom's foot falls on the stairs put a wicked thought in the currently curvaceous Asgardian's mind.Since the beginning of the threesome's cohabitation a specific set of rules had come to help govern the division of relationships. One being that when any of the couples within the triangle wanted time alone all that was required was a respectfully closed door. When Loki had transported he and Matti here from her work space the door was already closed. Matti had not expressly SAID she expected privacy, so Loki figured he/she was not TECHNICALLY breaking the rules when he/she surreptitiously opened the door by a small margin with her/his magic. A very specific plan in place, the clone was banished leaving himself in the female form. !@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@From the landing at the top of the stairs Tom saw the sliver of midday light from the open bedroom door. "Ma-" He stepped forward to see if Matti were home and if she knew what had become of their oft-infuriating partner. But seeing his auburn tressed girlfriend splayed over her bed, with the face of Loki's female guise buried between her thighs, any words he might have been prepared to speak died silently in his throat.The die hard gentlemen in him scolded him to turn away... but another, more sinful aspect knocked that part out cold and stood watching the display with a dark, lurid glint in his eyes.Matti mewled and writhed on her mattress as Loki devoured her; over and over she cried out in violent orgasm. Tom realized that the dark-haired goddess was completely aware of and watching his voyeuristic stance. Meeting his eyes, she ran the tip of her tongue teasingly over Matti's clitoris, making her nearly scream with lust. Instantly he went from aroused to agonizingly erect."Don't just stand there, Tom." Lady Loki cajoled wantonly. "Lend a hand."In that moment Tom was rather jealous of the god's doubling ability. Given the slimmest of chances he would be lending far more than a hand to both the bare women cavorting on the bed.Matti looked at the handsome man as he pushed the door all the way open and entered. Loki hardly paused in her thorough exploration of Matti's tender flesh. Matti beckoned Tom to stand at the edge of her bed. She freed his fully engorged cock and, head hanging backwards off the edge, wrapped her lips around him. He thrust deep into her throat and she cupped his sac, licking, sucking and fondling.Links in a chain, the three spent the long afternoon languidly exploring each other. The humans had both come to highly value Loki's ability to greatly increase the endurance of them all, Tom especially. He needn't deny his own release even remotely, and he gave full measure to both of them in turn. While he had mounted Matti from behind, the author had returned the favor of multiple orgasms to the feminine deity. No possible configuration of the trio was neglected. "So this is the 80/20 split?" Tom teased Matti while on a short respite that the mortals found necessary during these sexual marathons. Hydration was key!The lovely young writer winked up at her primary. "I am a slave to the man bits, but sometimes it takes a woman.""So you get certain cravings, do you?" He asked, equal parts prurient tease and serious quest for information."Well..." Matti scowled, deciding how to phrase it but figuring a demonstration was in order.Returning to her bedroom (where two female Lokis and three males were keeping each other company) Matti whispered in the ear of the one who seemed to be the focus of the impromptu orgy, who was still in female form.Explaining that the genders have different approaches to physical intimacy was just too tedious... best to prove one's point directly. The naked, raven-haired beauty turned her full charms on the enraptured actor and he was drawn into a deep lingering kiss. The soft, luscious lips that pressed to his questing mouth by degrees became more intense, harder and.. well... dominant. The seat of power moving from the pliant mouth to the forceful jaw. As with most of their increasingly frequent liaisons, Tom found himself in the giddy thrall of those enchanting green orbs he beheld upon finally opening his eyes.Now it seemed to be Matti's penchant to be the voyeur on display. In another lesson, Loki demonstrated for Tom that kisses were not the only thing that felt dissimilar when given by the opposite genders. Lower lip between her teeth, Matti watched Tom's hips pumping fiercely into Lady Loki's mouth. Saw his expression change from heated to overwhelmed as the Asgardian transformed again into his naturally male state. The low grunts of pleasure became fervent shouts."O Jesus!" Tom growled to the air as he stumbled back against Matti's dresser. "You see now?" Matti said. "I think it's a matter of knowing how someone wants and needs to be touched."Tom nodded in wholehearted agreement as Loki stood. He had not granted the Brit release in favor of his growing desire to be sandwiched between his two curious, mortal lovers.A brilliant sunset beamed into the window of Matti's bedroom and Loki opened an eye groggily. Matti was gone, leaving the two men in exhausted tangles on her bed. He smiled to hear the sound of rapid, intense typing coming from her work space at the bottom of the stairs. A self-satisfied grin split his face, she always protested when her creative forces stalled but he knew EXACTLY how to kick start them.
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Having an ancient deity as a lover and housemate was many things... but it was certainly NEVER dull. Especially when said deity was the most notorious of all trickster gods. Loki was so full of exuberance that merely being in his company could be ... well, let's just say that his multifacetedness was something of a double edged sword. There was thoughtful Loki, who spirited all three of them away to a remote island for the weekend to celebrate Tom's birthday. And curious Loki, who conjured up a giant coconut crab because he had seen one in the water and wanted to study it more closely after they had returned home.And rapscallion Loki, who left said 3 foot legspanned critter in the sink of Matti's apartment just to see her face as she screamed and climbed onto her dining table with a broom in one hand, calling all manner of detriment down on his head.Romantic Loki; who, by way of apology, had zapped he and Matti into the rafters of the Sydney opera house during a rehearsal of her favorite musical where they enjoyed a seafood dinner unseen by the actors on the stage below.Lecherous Loki was a common sight, but rarely more so than when, in the middle of a too hot summer afternoon had snapped his fingers and whisked himself and his human paramours to the pinnacle of a glacial mountain where they trysted on a pile of pelts. But the worst, most infuriating, was bored Loki. Not that he meant to be malicious exactly. In fact, it was out of his control sometimes.All bets were off when the Lord of Chaos grew restless. Tom and Matti did their best to keep Loki entertained, or at least reined in. That was not always easy, and, as their careers both began to take off, occasionally it proved impossible. Tom was in L.A. balancing interviews with auditions for future projects. Matti had actually taken some time off to visit her family... who did not know about Loki. It had seemed for the best to not tell them that she was in an open relationship with her neighbor and a mythical being. How does one even come out of that closet???But Matti had a sister.. and sisters ALWAYS know when there's something going on. Ezz, short for Ezmerelda, (Ezmerelda and Matthilda, of all the things! More than once they threatened suing their parents for the humiliation those names had brought them at school) had guessed--aloud during a family dinner at a nice restaurant--that Matti and Tom had at least dated. Matti smirked and blushed, but neither confirmed nor denied anything. So of course Ezz took that as a yes. The vacation took the form of a 2 week camping trip in Yellowstone national park. Matti's mother and stepfather had rented an RV for the three day round trip. Ezz and her husband, Carl, had brought a large, 2 room cabin tent (preferring to "rough it") and had offered Matti a place. Ezz had tried to cajole her with memories of late night s'more feasts with their cousins as children. In the end Matti had declined and gotten her own small tent, saying she would be scarred for life if she had to hear Carl and Ezz getting busy. In reality however, Matti had thought more along the lines of what would happen if Loki decided to just pop in unannounced, quite literally. He had done such things before (an interview with the book editor from the New York Times, made disastrous for a complete lack of sleep the night before when Loki had gotten bored and horny sprang to mind. It's one thing when your lover enters you, it's another when they are just suddenly IN YOU with no preamble). Even when Loki wasn't appearing for a random tryst, he might make his presence known in other ways. Like when he made Tom's hair pink and green for three days because he was miffed that Tom had forbade his tagging along on a press junket (thankfully Tom's publicist was able to reschedule an important meeting with a producer Tom wanted very much to work with). Matti had almost relented and shared the tent until the image of waking up with the words "Loki's Lust Puppet" etched in neon green across her forehead and all of her shoes replaced with ankle strap fuck-me pumps. She didn't want to go through that again! So, several weeks after the peak season had ended, a large RV and a pair of tents held court in an almost deserted campground between a serene lake and a stomach-churningly high mountain peak. Acres upon miles of hiking trails, geysers and hot springs awaited the happy vacationers. Wienie roasts, campfire songs and ghost stories were their evenings. Nature hikes, orienteering and rock climbing filled their days. In the bustle Matti almost began to think Loki wouldn't show up to perturb her. But on the fifth day, when all of Matti's underwear disappeared (including the ones she had been wearing) she knew that Loki had slipped his tether. His "tether" had been a trip of his own that Tom and Matti had talked him into making back to Iceland, where they had "heard" there was a growing sect of worshippers. Vanity, thy name is Loki.Heaving a deep sigh, Matti sat down on the folding cot and spoke in a hushed tone to thin air. "Loki," She began. "What in God's name have you done to my panties?"A disembodied chuckle replied."That you, Hild?" Came her sister's voice from outside by the fire pit where she was grilling some steaks. "What are you laughing about?""Nothing, Ezz. Just talking to myself." Then in a choked whispered. "You have gone too far! I'll be home in four days, why can't you leave me in peace?""O!" Ezz beamed in her i-know-what-you're-up-to smirk. "Are you on the phone with Toooom?" Drawling out his name in a teasing tone."No." Matti rolled her eyes, not sure if Loki or Ezz was more irritating at that moment. "Tell Not-Tom we can't wait to meet him." Hmmmm, the air in Matti's tent hissed. That does sound like a good idea. I presume that suitors do still meet each other's families in this day and age. A foggy swirl appeared in the air as Loki teased at materializing. "No!""Alright, alright." Ezz glowered, misreading Matti's tone. "I heard you the first time." It was all Matti could do not to shriek her frustration at the top of her lungs. "Gods be damned!" She thundered, meaning precisely those words, and threw aside the flap of her tent. "I'm going for a walk. Alone!" She aimed it more at the unseen tormentor but was not chagrined in the slightest to see that Ezz thought it meant for her. Matti stalked down the trail for nearly half an hour, muttering under her breath about irritating sisters and exasperating deities of mischief, before she even remotely began to calm down. Many years the family had stayed at this same campground, including the last week where she walked this trail every day. She had been taught orienteering and forestcraft since the earliest days of her childhood. But right now, nothing looked at all familiar. The trees themselves looked wrong."LOKI!!" The redhead fumed. "What have you done? Where am I?""Iceland." His voice came without the barest hint of humor. "The place is chock full of my devotees, you know."Matti sighed and hung her head, realizing that Loki's feelings had been hurt by their snipe hunt. "I'm sorry, Loki." Matti began. "But you don't make it easy sometimes." She looked around for him. He chuffed derisively and appeared leaning against the bole of an enormous old evergreen rimed with frost. His arms were crossed over his chest in what Matti supposed he intended to be an I-couldn't-care-less demeanor but came across as a bit defensive. He was wearing breeches, a dark muslin shirt and leather boots, a fur wrap about his shoulders. His head bent forward slightly and from behind the curtain of his black hair, his wounded expression pinned Matti to the spot. "And what precisely don't I make easy, Matthilde?" He rarely called her anything but her common nickname, but when he used her full name he didn't say it as her family did (matt-hill-duh). Loki pronounced it like the Viking god he had once been. He didn't do it to annoy. When Loki said her name it sent chills down her spine. In a variety of ways.Ggrrr! He didn't get it at all. She had tried to be patient with him, he was from a different millennium, after all. But her reserve had been breached."Being near you!" As soon as she said it Matti knew her words were far too harsh. Loki was silent but his hurt and anger were palpable and she tried backpedaling. "You don't realize how tiring it is to be in your radiance. The entire world is both a mystery and a plaything to you, and you have all eternity to see it. Tom and I do not, we need time to just be our simple, mortal selves occasionally. Wonderful, exasperating, deplorable thing that you are, you don't see what it's like for us when we reach our breaking point."Loki fixed her suddenly in a penetrating glare. "My plaything? Hardly. My world died eons ago while I slept in a tomb of ice! I am a half forgotten mote of dust from a history that never was. Even the legends that did get written are wrong. You and Tom are all I know of this world, and all that I cherish within it. And, you too, will one day be gone from me."Loki's words hit Matti like a sledge hammer. How could they have been so selfish and short sighted? "Oh, Loki." Matti came to him, and laid her palm on his cheek. For a moment his demeanor remained cool but then he responded by leaning his head into her hand. "I am so sorry. I didn't think you felt this way." "Do not let my verve fool you." He quip, though his voice still kept an edge."No, I just didn't think you could really..." Matti stepped back, even in this moment afraid to let herself be too vulnerable before him.Loki took Matti by the shoulders with a gentleness she had not thought him capable of. "What?"Daring the hazard she met his eyes. "I didn't think you could love a mortal."The Lord of Chaos pulled her close and fixed his eyes to hers to speak plainly. "If I could make it so you could both live as long as I might I would do so even if it cost me my own life." And he claimed her lips in the deepest, most tender kiss that one lover has ever given another. Though she had felt it for a long time, Matti finally said. "I love you, Loki." Her eyes dropped slightly. "I think I've been afraid to say it. You are so high above us that sometimes it feels like trying to run as fast as an eagle can fly.""I am a beggar to my own demise." Loki embraced his mortal lover, her forehead nestled against his throat. "I know how much it will hurt to lose you both someday but I think it would hurt more not having you at all." Then they said together. "I wish Tom were here." They smiled at the shared sentiment. "God's!" Loki declared suddenly. "You must be half frozen." He placed the fur over her shoulders and they sat upon a floor of soft fir needles and simply held each other for a long while.+'+'+'+'+'+'+'+'+'+'+'+'+'+'Dinner had come and gone while Matti and Loki had been in that Icelandic forest. When dark had started to settle in Ezz and the others had become so worried that eventually the forest rangers were alerted to Matti's absence. As Ezz told the story that the last time she had seen Matti it seemed as though she had had some sort of disagreement with Tom, who may or may not be her boyfriend, a park ranger was taking notes.About a dozen people, including the family were out looking for Matti by the time she reappeared, seemingly from midair. While she was being questioned about what had happened and where she had been, the press put 2 and 2 together. Though she had really only been gone for a few hours, a media storm blew in.That's how the world came to suspect that Tom and Matti were more than neighbors. And that's when the paparazzi began snooping around....
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Matti lay in the center of the bed, dreading what the next several days would bring. Normally she loved airports, loved traveling to far off ports of call. But this was not to be a vacation, nor was it a press junket greeting fans. A funeral for her stepfather's business partner, a man she had thought of as an uncle in her younger days but hadn't spoken to in several years; followed by a meeting of a writer's guild discussing contract negotiations, and then actual contract negotiations. That would not have bothered her so much as bored her usually but ever since that incident in Yellowstone she had garnered more interest in the tabloids, and not all of it was friendly. One recent snippet hinted cattily that she had chosen to use the annual guild meeting as a way to bully her publishing company into offering her a better deal. They had gone so far as to leak the news that, as her contract ended, other companies had started courting her, suggesting further that she was being underhanded.
"Can't sleep, babe?" Tom asked in the gloom, having heard her sigh.
"Nope." She replied with a gush.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come to the funeral, at least?"
"No, Tom." She turned to nuzzle his shoulder. "The last thing we need is for Frank's wake to turn into a media circus."
"Yeah." Tom kissed her forehead, wishing he could do something to help ease Matti's troubled mind. From the other side of the bed, Loki's arm coiled around Matti's waist and she found herself in a very warm and comforting double sided embrace.Loki's palm resting casually on her stomach, Tom caressing her shoulder, Matti began to feel very warm indeed. She leaned in to kiss Tom deeply, her bottom rubbing suggestively against Loki's bare groin.
"I didn't want to press you," Tom began, coming up for air. "You've had a lot on your mind. But it's going to be a few weeks before we have another chance."
"Agreed." Matti replied, squirming sensuously between her lovers.
"O, but how best to do it?" Loki said, a dark grin splitting his face. "One at each end?"
"Maybe, sandwich the pretty lady in the middle." Tom chimed in with a wink.
Loki hissed next to Matti's ear. "Or perhaps we should just hold her down and take turns."
The heated author gave a whimper. "My men know me so well."
Loki touched each mortal's shoulder and they felt the effects of the endurance charm he often laid over them when the group entered into these sessions.
"Your plane leaves at 10 tomorrow morning, we should break for food and hydration at least twice." Tom teased at a rosy peak of nipple, making Matti gasp.
"Aside from that you had best get used to being hoarse, my darling." Loki smirked pushing Matti gently to her back.
"I always am with the two of you." Matti claimed Loki's lips as Tom moved between her
Gods! We've never gone that long before, I'm not sure we can, even with Loki's magic. Matti considered but all thought ceased when Tom thrust into her.It wasn't extremely fast, but it was so deep she felt impaled and quivered. She could tell from the curve of Loki's mouth, still tasting hers, that the Trickster was grinning. It was his joy to see his humans come undone, reduced to primal, carnal beings.
Tom retreated and advanced in a steady rhythm that never failed to please and amaze.
Loki moved back to watch, though he kept hold of Matti's hand and made the occasional onslaught inward to taste her lips, nip at her throat or dart his tongue over the points of her swollen breasts. Otherwise, for now, Loki was content to watch and enjoy the way Tom softly grunted with each ingress. To relish the arch of Matti's back as she neared fruition.
"Not yet, beloved." Loki would encourage her. "Pace yourself." He snickered and urged Tom not to let her so much as catch her breath before rousing to heights of even greater passion. Even in lovemaking, Loki was the master of mischief, playing them off of each other. Finally Matti could hold back no longer and came with her hips bucking beneath Tom who nuzzled her throat, whispering soft words of affection while she rode the body rush. Now that the initial eruption was out of the way, the cork was off the bottle and the trio was free to partake of these spirits as it pleased them.
Again the lovers lay side by side, Loki and Tom each kissing and caressing the redhead, fanning the flames of another mind numbing orgasm and retreating just before it caught. Tom claimed Matti's lips, his left hand massaging her inner thigh as he lay on his side. Loki's mouth clamped firmly over a nipple, teasing her with tongue and teeth. His hand snaked down between Matti's legs to torment her most sensitive flesh in unspeakable and captivating ways. With thumb and forefinger, Loki worked Matti's clit in soft, feathery circles. Slowly, almost involuntarily, she began to grind against his questing hand. He built up the pleasure like a master architect into a mounting fury. Now it was Tom's turn to watch Matti's face aglow with rapture at Loki's ministrations. He cradled her head while she lay among the downy covers, dewy with sweat."Please..." she whimpered.
"Please what?" Loki teased, he would not give his humans what they craved unless they asked for it specifically.
"Please fuck me!" Matti replied more fervently than Loki expected she was ready to this early and it pleased him no end. The earlier she reached this point, the farther he could push her. Right to the end of her tether.. and that's where he found her the most beautiful.
"Soon, my darling." Loki gazed on Matti with a fond yet smirking grin. He eased off slightly, allowing her body to calm... but only slightly. By degrees, his hand was replaced by his mouth.
He draped one of Matti's legs over his shoulder to be as close as possible and began to lap softly at her twitching clit and labia. Loki worked slowly, he had all night and day to play with the pair of them.Loki worked Matti into an absolute frenzy, never quite letting her rest between taking her to the precipice but not allowing her full release either. Tom was his countermeasure, touching, kissing, fondling her heated flesh at just the right times to offer her a mental respite from Loki's slow, delicious torture. The threesome rearranged themselves countless times, each becoming the focus and the deliverer of pleasure and no small amount of blissful torment.
In spite of Loki's magic, Tom and Matti still had the typical limitations of humanity and the festivities were put on a short hold just after daybreak. As they were on Tom's side of the house, it was his kitchen the humans withdrew to to gather sustenance. Tom pulled a carton of eggs and some sausages from his fridge while Matti put a kettle over and began grating a couple of potatoes for hash browns.
The pile of shredded spuds in a heap on the chopping board Matti stretched up to remove a skillet from the hanging rack over the center island. Even on tiptoe she couldn't quite manage it however and Tom leaned over her to reach the article, planting a kiss on the top of her head as he did so; by way of teasing her about her height even though she was taller than most women.
Despite the thick fluffy robe Matti had wrapped herself in and the blue and tan pajama pants Tom had slipped on she felt every inch of his still engorged cock pressing against her bottom as he trapped her against the counter.
"Now, now." Loki smirked at the pair from the doorway. "No fair continuing without me."
Tom stepped back and lowered the heat beneath the frying pan on the stove. "Then get over here." The tall actor grinned.
The elder god wasted no time doing just that and lifted Matti to sit on the faux marble surface. Tom returned and found himself sandwiched between them. A devious look passed between Loki and Matti over Tom's shoulder just as she leaned in give him a deep kiss. Loki adjusted the pajama bottoms and thrust into Tom firmly. He moaned against Matti's lips and she leaned back as Loki pushed him forward over the island. The robe had come loose and Tom kissed and sucked at Matti's breasts, his fingers sliding into her.
In minutes both humans were heaving breathlessly as Loki fucked Tom with a fierce pace. A palm at the nape of Tom's neck Loki thrust roughly and came with a grunt before stepping unsteadily back to sit in a kitchen chair and watch as Tom finished Matti.
Tom dropped to his knees and buried his face between the redhead's legs, and he was ravenous, giving not the slightest bit of quarter no matter how she begged. When she began to shiver with pent up desire, Tom stood and pounded into her like a mad demon.
After countless hours of being teased with beautiful release Matti succumbed to that sweet ache and, wrapping her legs around Tom's waist, she ground against him as a violent orgasm shook her to the core. A cry escaping his throat, Tom gushed into his beloved.Loki watched with a dark, delighted quirk of a smile. "O, my darlings," he said fondly at the pair as Tom gently helped Matti to the table (her legs weak with the bliss of afterglow). "Truly, you are magnificent!"
"Amen." Matti murmured as Tom collapsed into the chair beside her.