He would just say this in general, honestly, LOL!!

“Look, let’s get one thing straight, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I wanna fuck you so hard…and so long…that you won’t be able to leave that bed for at least two days.”

She laughs, shaking her head. “That’s an awfully bold statement. Now, if you don’t follow through, you’re just a disappointment.”

He moves closer, smirk growing. “I’m never a disappointment.” Hands quick-grab her wrist, pull her in with a laugh from them both. He kisses hard, then softer and deeper as hand runs over chest, stomach, slip between her thighs. She moans as fingers play against her clit. “Shhh, you’ll break my concentration.” He chuckles out.

“Your concentration?” Understanding blooms in the feel of new, still familiar, arms wrapping around her from behind. They find her breasts, squeeze, massage. “Ulfr...”

“Mmm?” The voice is behind her, in her ear, even as he remains before her, teasing, kissing. “Just a little trick I thought we could try...” Lips find her neck even as he kisses her lips.

Pinned between two of him, two Ulfrs, nipples harden and wetness grows. They tease as the first set of fingers slide into her, hold her up as the second set find her asshole....

Sorry this took forever, but thank gods I kept it in my drafts, right?? LOL!! Anyway, because of the delay and it’s Wicked Wednesday to boot, I gave you 2 Ulfrs for the price of one, @lady-crowned-with-stars, I hope you enjoy, lol!!

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I sense a wicked Loki coming on...

Loki watches with faint amusement from across the room. Watches with smirk as his doubles take you. Two from behind, another enjoying your mouth. You whimper, moan, cry out around cock deep in your throat. You can feel it, that raw heat in the pit of your gut, your cunt, just waiting for that push over the edge.

“You’re really into this…” The true Loki chuckles in a twisted amusement before all his others disappear, leaving you hollow and wanting of an orgasm again denied. “Aren’t you? ”

You collapse, curl up and palm your own sex desperately. So close. You were so, so, close...have been for days, always with him denying your ultimate release. Eyes flick up pleadingly as your god approaches, stands over you. Another whimper.

“Use your words, pet.” He smirks out, nudging hand away from yourself with his boot. “Want do you want, hmm?” Leather tip teases between thighs until you’re starting to runt against it. Then he stills foot. “I need to hear you say it.”

“Y-You.”

There’s a dark chuckle. “You’ve had me, many of me.” He crouches, grabs pussy so wet he easily slips fingers inside as you arch. “Tell me more.” His fingers curl inside, you groan both sore and wanting from his constant teasing.

“I-I wanna...” 

“...Yes?” 

“Ca-” Breath hitches as thumb begins to rub clit. “Ummm...” 

Fingers move slowly - “Then say my name...” - and somehow hit that spot deep inside at an intensity that finally, blessedly, gives you your release.

“LOKI!!!”

((I thought of a few ways to fulfill this one, but this version is the one that came out easiest, haha! Also suits the Antagonist August side of things pretty well, I though, lol! Hope you all like it out there and thanks for the prompt, @lady-crowned-with-stars!!))

Oh Thomas...

Much of the time he’s pleasant, gentlemanly and sweet...then there’s times a darkness overtakes the baronet. It’s softer than his sister’s, always, but there’s terror in seeing it never the less. Yet, you need this job, this room and board that keeps you from the slums of London, working the streets Jack the Ripper once hunted. So you stand, tremors running over body, as Sharpe takes you in.

“Crawl to me.”

You get on knees, hands, do as ordered until he spreads legs for you to stop before. You sit back on heels, head down, listening to the rustle of fabric as you wait.

“Look up.”

Eyes catch his length, lit in the firelight, and you lick lips without meaning to. Your chest rises and falls in worry and want. 

“Attend to me.” It’s order in voice hard and thick as cock.

A shift, a reach, and he’s moaning as your fingers delicately wrap around him. This is not the first time, his darkness seeming to delight in defying Lady Sharpe right under the woman’s nose. In taking you, using you, in every way while his sister sleeps above.

Sir Thomas Sharpe gasps as you gather pre-cum, spread it to ease strokes. "I want to feel your tongue.” The moan is not a request.

The space between your thighs grows damp, eyes tear, as you obey. As tongue snakes out over tip to lick. Strong, slender, fingers bury into your hair to control, to keep you at work. Again you use tongue to gain his pleasure, his favor, as he moans your name softly.

Elevator rattles, flames burst behind him, and he forces head down, cock in, until you gag. His eyes lift to catch something skittering into the next room...

((I have been DYING to write a dark(er)!Sharpe for a long time now and, with Antagonist August and this prompt I finally found the opportunity...YAY!! Hope y’all like this and bless for the prompt @holykryptonitekitten!!))

...This might be a sweet one...

Your heart still pounds, trying to beat its way out of your chest, as you lay back, huffing, covered in sweat. If he touches you again now, you might pass out. It’ll be worth it, but you suspect he’ll feel guilty.

Grim watches carefully, taking deep breaths of pleasant calm. “You’re trembling...” He notes with concern. “Are you all right?”

“More than,” you smile out. You don’t speak again until you’re certain you’ve the ability to do so properly, then you smile wider. “Your people don’t have this reaction to amazing sex?”

“No, we mostly just flop around.” It a clear joke, one that makes you both laugh.

“Of the many things you do in bed, flop around is not one of them.”

His hand reaches out, brushes your arm, and you shiver with a smiled moan. “Amazing sex, eh?”

You laugh all the more, roll onto your side to face him. “Yes, sir. Amazing...” You shift closer. “Mind-blowing.” Kiss him softly, then deeply to run tongue across his sharply pointed teeth. “Life-altering...”

“You flatter me.” The fossegrim laughs, pulling you on top of him. “Too much.”

Feigning insult, you try parroting his accent. “Not I, I only speak the truth!” Then lean to press body against his. “But you know what they say about flattery...”

“No...” His smirk indicates otherwise as he shifts to allow himself to sink into your depths again. “What do they say?”

Another tremble takes your words, leaves you with just a moan, as the being takes hold of your hips and slowly moves you over him.

((Ultimately, sweet, but naughty...good combo, I think, for Grim. Never can’t be sweet after all - unless un-pierced, lol!! Not gonna lie, I laughed myself at the “flop around” line a bit too much, LOL!! Always such a delight writing Grim though, so thank you for prompting him, @holykryptonitekitten !! ^_^))

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Oh Ulfr, LMAO!!

He touches the other everywhere, except where it counts. Fingers tracing the vines along arms, legs, and thighs, the branches across broad chest, and those thick ridges that make up the roots and trunk of tree from pubes to pecs. His smirk comes in Ulfr’s long, low, moan. “Such a beautiful design on such a monstrous creature,” he chuckles with a tease. “What shall I do with you, hmm?”

“Touch my dick...” The Jotun moans out, his cock already jutting up, out, eager for someone, anyone, to touch it.

“Ever the subtle one, aren’t you?” It’s a sneer that comes with a grabbing of balls. “Not even a please.” The man massages, still refusing to give him what he wants. 

Ulfr grunts, groans. “Please.”

“Please...what?”

The Jotun near whimpers as he’s squeezed just shy of painfully. “Ah, fuck! Loki!” The god returns to just a teasing massage. “Please...Loki...”

“Now you’re learning...” Loki’s hand briefly brushes over the other’s cock as he continues to tease his sack. “Slowly, but surely...” He gives full run, from underside, over wet tip, and back down to base. “Like all beasts might.”

Normally Ulfr would have anyone else already pinned under him, begging to release of one kind or another, at this sort of treatment...but that was not an option with Loki. With Loki he must endure. “...Again...” He huffs out hope. “Please, Loki, again, please.”

Loki rewards the obedient with a full, slow, stroke. He watches the gasp that rattles out the other, gets hard in the twitching of the cock in his hand. “What are you, Ulfr?”

“I-I...” No fucking clue, he just knew he wanted to feel smooth, skilled, hands over Jotun ridges. 

“Mine.” Loki answers for him darkly, twisted grin on his face. “You are mine. Mine to enjoy, to tease, to torment and make beg for the smallest pleasures.”

A deep growl releases from Ulfr’s chest. “Yours.”

The chuckle is dark, but the tone light. “And I am?” 

“My god!” Ulfr cries out, nearly spilling in Loki’s mouth the moment lips wrap around cock. 

((This took a long while because I kept fighting the pairing, but the two insisted that this was them...not sure when, my guess would be some time during FrostBitten OR in an AU of some kind, lol!! Any way, I hope people out there dig this and, especially, you @holykryptonitekitten since it was a lovely prompt and I took way too long with it LOL!!))

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...I bet Helblindi is a big boy... ;-)

It’s like being stretched by massive icicle, thick and hard and brutally cold. Almost numbing when the Jotun first slides in. “Fuuu...” You shiver, cunt shuddering in confusion of pleasure and near pain. 

Helblindi holds, finding immeasurable pleasure in the slick, tight, heat of you. Still, it’s not enough, he pushes in another inch and his cock twitches in excitement.

You gasp, grip his shoulder unsure if you want to push him away or pull him closer...not that you’ve much choice. He could easily crush you with single hand, even after adjusting overall size to more human standards.  

“How deep can you take me?” He wonders more to himself, but your body replies in the further spreading of legs The Jotun chuckles, continues to enter at a teasingly slow, but steady, pace. “All the way?” This one’s a tease, punctuated with bite to the nipple.

Back arches high. It’s like being torn in half, but in the best ways possible. By something cold enough to soothe the pain. Your breaths are shudders in, whines out, before it turns to moan as his fingers return to clit to tease. Indulge. Get you hot and soaking and able to take even more. 

The moan is growl. “So close...” So close to being buried in your wonderfully hot cunt. “Breathe...breathe...” Helblindi’s fingers never stop, his lips find your neck, teeth bite, and you cry out as he nearly shoves the last few inches into you. His aroused groan is near preternatural.

Eyes roll back as he hits that spot deep inside that almost no one ever does. “He-He-He...” You can’t say his name, can’t make it out, from the almost exhaustive pleasure of cock brushing the area over and over in his thrusts. All pain is gone, there’s only pleasure as he’s sunk deep, thrusting faster, turning wild.

When he cums, it’s near explosion. Smooth frost coating insides, seeping out and down yours thighs as he rides out his orgasm until your own overwhelms...

((This is my new favorite naughty/dirty talk question, I think, lol! Whole idea is wonderful, loved writing it, and I hope you all enjoy!! And thank you, @holykryptonitekitten for the very, VERY, hot prompt for Helblindi!! ^_^))

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Loki: Oh that is /very/ funny, Winter, what a clever girl you are. *growls low* I’ve no interest in the Jotun cur, thank you very much, and as for my sex life... *smirks* Just because I’m not bedding you doesn’t mean I’m not bedding anyone.

Ulfr: *chuckles* Except, you know, you’re not bedding anyone at the moment.

Loki: How would you know?!

Ulfr: Because every other reply you give has at least a paragraph of erotica to it and you’re pissed at even being asked how hard up you are. *smirks* If you want, I can throw you a bone...so to speak.

Loki: You don’t know anything about me!

Ulfr: I know everything. You are an open book written for very dumb children.

((Hahaha, I’m dying, @holykryptonitekitten, bless you for having Winter write in, I can’t even!! AND I managed to use that quote you shared with me too, woohoo!!))

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((Ulfr is an OC of mine.))

*smiles* Is that you, my little Volunteer Anon? I shall presume so and answer that, yes...It goes without saying. As I said, anything less than a focus on your comfort and pleasure is unforgivable if you’ve not enjoyed being fully bedded before. Nerves on your end is perfectly normal and understandable...and all the more reason to be gentle. To go slow. To ensure that you are a soaking, begging, mess who I’ve already brought to orgasm at least once before I even consider entering you. Even then attentions to insure your continued pleasure, arousal, should be given. Moving slow, checking in, should also be done throughout. My goal, for you, would be to melt both you and your nerves, until all you can think about is how you can only pray another might satisfy you as I have.

You should demand attention and care from any lover you might allow. Those who will not give you such things do not deserve even your gaze.

((See, again, sweet...but a little more detailed in the sexy this time so, haha, sorry if he embarrassed you, dear Anon. He means only to stimulate your desire, your fantasies, haha! Thanks for the follow-up ask!!))

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*chuckles* I’m unsure if this is a true question or some kind of innuendo. Either way, I suppose, the answer is the same. It’s quite hot where my writer resides at the moment and a nice, cold, ice cream would certainly cool things down. As for the chaos... *smirks* Perhaps I should make all things on your realm ice cream? Or perhaps I should drip melting ice cream across your warm body and then lick it off? Mmm...better yet, how about you treat me as if I were an ice cream? Something to lick and suck and suckle to cool yourself until the cream runs across your tongue, out the sides of your mouth, and down your chin?

We shall keep cool even as things heat up...

((Oh, wow, I am SO sorry, @holykryptonitekitten, but the man can barely contain himself today...I don’t know what his problem is, but I’m about to shove him in a cold shower or dunk him in an ice bath, I swear, LMAO!! I don’t know how such an innocent question went so filthily awry!!))  

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Volunteer? To satisfy me, my...desires, as it were, you mean? Oh, my dear Midgardian, that is a great thing to offer me. Not something to be given lightly, not even to a god. *smiles* Not to say I wouldn’t be honored, of course. It would be my honor and pleasure both, I’m certain. For you I would be sure to indulge, focus on you, make it so that you would feel only pleasure.

Anything less is unforgivable and be sure any man or woman knows this before being with them.

((Proof, even while desirous, Loki can still be sweet and gentlemanly when he wishes, haha! Thank you for the ask, dear Anon, and I hope this answer satisfies you as much as Loki might!! ^_^))

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*smirks* This is presuming I’ve not caused you to moan my name in the first place. True, perhaps you don’t recall the dream, perhaps you remember an entirely different one when you wake, but *I* know the images, sensations, I gave you while you slept, little “scientist”. How I let my hand drag across your throat, down between the valley of your breasts, and the way your body trembled as my fingers skimmed your belly. I can remember that little moan of yours when I pulled back just as I reached your sex and I remember how you screamed it later, as I ruined your desire for anyone but myself...

What’s a scream in your dream state may only come out as a soft and sweet moan in the waking world.

((In fairness, @riencortez, you rather asked for this one, provoking the god as you did with your last question...and now this one, lol!! But thank you so much for it, it’s fun to write and I’m certain Loki’s enjoying himself with the answering of these asks, hahahaha!!))

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Oh, I wouldn’t *say* anything, dear Gilrin. No, no...such a question might only properly be answered by showing. By doing. By letting you feel my tongue trace your lips, or lap up to soothe the latest mark I’ve made on your neck, or circle around your nipples teasingly. If you truly wish to understand I suggest you open your thighs to me so I might flick my “silver” tongue across your clit, dip it into your core, until you fully understand this well-earned nickname...

((Again, he’s in a mood...I’m starting to suspect it’s because he’s not bedded anyone in any of my stories lately, haha!! Perhaps I should get the poor lad laid good and proper?? LMAO!! Bless for the ask, @lady-crowned-with-stars, I hope Gilrin enjoys, hahaha!!))

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*chuckles* Research...I’m sure. Something to stoke your bedroom fantasies, perhaps? *smirks* Occasionally, when I’m at a place that is especially hot, but the culture still requires coverings, I will use an illusion, yes. And one could potentially break through said illusion to reveal my nude body before them. It’s also possible the illusion remains, but the person can still feel what’s underneath. ...Smooth flesh, sinewy muscles... Given that I do avoid others as principle, though not from shame. I simply don’t wish to drive others such as yourself into a sexual frenzy. *smirks* 

Now go to a private place, alone, and enjoy yourself...For research purposes...

((Told you folks Loki’s in a mood, lol!! ...And he knows what we mean by “for research”, LMAO!! Thank you for the ask, @riencortez, I hope you enjoyed the answer!!)

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