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You found yourself in the hedge maze set up for a recent party on the palace grounds walking side by side with your husband. He seemed to be lost in some thought so intensely he forgot you existed like usual. Despite his apparent care for you, in practice it seemed he only went through the motions of romance he knew he was supposed to, rather than expressing any real love.
You trailed a few steps behind him, growing ever further, somewhat curious as to how long it would take before he noticed you weren't by his side. Regardless of his being there the maze was beautiful. Perhaps you were supposed to escape the maze, but at the moment you were too preoccupied with what a sight it was to behold. The most tranquil moment you have had since your husband returned a month ago. Bright green leaves surrounded you, interspersed with vivid pops of colour from flowers scattered along the walls. The sun beamed into the maze, birds chirped, butterflies flew around as you sauntered along the path. All was at peace.
You stopped a moment to admire a butterfly that came particularly close to landing on you. A rather miraculously coloured purple one, a colour you weren't sure you'd ever seen in nature before. It hovered above you for a second before landing on a leaf where you could get a clearer look. The rim of its wings, a light brown, appeared to be almost gold in the lighting, captivating your gaze. But after only a moment it fluttered its wings and flew away, leaving you behind.
You smiled, thinking of the magnificent creature before turning to return on your walk with Thor only to find him missing. You supposed your experiment to determine if he would notice you leaving his side had worked all too well. You sighed, figuring it wasn't worth yelling, a moment alone would be a blessing anyway. So you continued on the path turning right at the first fork. You wandered for some time, reaching dead end after dead end, eventually surmising you were not very good with mazes. Finally you came to a dead end where you decided you would simply wait for someone to find you. If it took them hours it would be a miracle.
However it was only a moment before the familiar face of the god of mischief peered around the corner. "Here to take me back?" you said, rather disappointed that your hiding was over so soon.
"Oh quite the opposite." He smirked, creeping closer to you, eventually reaching you and pulling you up into a kiss rather quickly. You melted into his lips, desperate for his touch. It had been some two weeks since your last encounter in the library. To your dismay. Thor had not let up his grip on you as he slept, and there was not a moment that passed during the day where he left your side.
His mouth left yours rather quickly though, eager to explore you once again after so long. Knowing very well that this moment of solitude wouldn't last long. His mouth trailed down your neck, planting hungry kisses one after another. He reached the nape of your neck and nipped it, lightly, knowing too much force would surely make it visible. His hands slowly crept up your body, pushing your skirt with them and exposing your upper thighs. His right hand reached underneath, gently thumbing at your clit through your underwear.
"So eager," he whispered, "so willing even though you might be caught." He spoke hotly in your ear making you shiver as a tingle ran up your spine.
With the typical small flash of green light your underclothes were gone. Leaving a rather obtrusive breeze you weren't used to. His fingers continued to explore, this time unencumbered by pesky clothes. His fingers immediately maneuvered their way to your clit, gently rubbing in a circle.
You let out a soft moan at the first shot of pleasure to pass through your body. "You're going to get us caught." He whispered in your ear again, sending yet another tingle through you. "I bet you'd like that wouldn't you?" He continued to circle your clit for a moment, picking up his pace slightly before stopping rather abruptly. He pulled back from your neck, smirking at you, before kneeling and positioning himself under your skirt.
His tongue found its way to your most sensitive part and began twirling. You covered your mouth quickly to stifle a moan that would surely reveal you. Rather quickly he had you on the edge, but he teetered you there, slowing down and speeding up to send pulses through your body over and over.
Soon though you began to hear scurrying feet in the maze, and then "my queen" being called out from somewhere not too far. You froze for a second before tapping your lovers head. But he didn't stop, in fact he picked up pace, drawing you closer and closer to climax as he swirled rapidly around your clit.
"Loki!" You half whispered, half moaned out when he kept going. You could hear the steps and the voice of what you could now tell to be Thor getting closer. You began to panic, but were unable to put all of your effort into stopping him, lost in the ecstasy of your near climax.
"Loki, you have to stop." You whispered as he slowed down slightly to reign you in away from your climax briefly. "They're -" you moaned again as he picked up speed.
The steps neared closer almost rounding the corner, before he vanished. Leaving you standing in the garden flushed as your husband appeared before you only seconds later. You raised your hand to your face, unsure of what had just happened. "My dear Queen" Thor shouted, "you must be hot I've never seen you so red. Come we'll have the servants fetch you water."
You followed him out of the maze. Your mind seemed almost blank, as if being driven so close to the edge and back had wiped it of all thoughts. You had only sensations. You could feel a breeze through your skirt, reminding you that he had left you exposed. All you could smell is sex, and his lingering smell in your nostrils and on your dress. You wondered if Thor could smell it too. It seemed so obvious.
That night you laid underneath Thor as he passionlessly thrust into you. He sat rather uncomfortably inside you, likely because he had done no preparation. Your mind still seemed blank, quieter than usual, focused on only one thing. Going to find Loki.
"Uhrg I'm gonna make an heir" Thor grunted as he began to thrust a little faster. You shuttered at the idea of producing a new Thor, and you wondered how two men so different could come from the same upbringing. His eyes were closed, he was clearly deeply focused on what he perceived to be his duty, much like how he perceived your romance as a duty rather than something real.
Eventually he came. Grunting and toppling over onto the bed next to you. You tired to sit up but we're stopped by his grip and a "don't go anywhere my dear."
"I'm sorry my husband I must, I am still so warm from earlier I must fetch some water"
"Ah, very well." He replied, releasing you.
You stood and slowly walked over to the pot of water in your room, knowing it wouldn't take long for him to fall asleep. You made it to the water and grabbed some with your hands, drinking it meticulously to waste time. Sure enough within seconds he was snoring and you knew you could escape. You quickly made your way to the door, opening it as slowly and quietly as you could, and doing the same to close it.
Your mind was set, there was no going back, you needed this. You took a few steps out the door, turning in the direction of the god of mischiefs room. Only to find him standing there, staring at you, with a rather mischievous smirk on his face.
"I should be flattered, I think, that the queen is this desperate to lie with me."
"Just help me finish, I'm begging you." You whispered moving closer to him.
"How can I resist, you are my queen after all." He said, moving in closer to meet your lips for the second time that day. He wasted no time once again, immediately pulling your skirt up. This time however, he found no under garments. His fingers immediately got to work preparing you for him. You moaned like usual with the first wave shocking you, still unable to get used to the sensation. This time he didn't make a comment, only smirked against your neck.
A creak in the night stirs you from your pleasure however and you once again become acutely aware of Thor snoring only a dozen feet away. "Let's go to your room." You whisper in his ear.
But he doesn't move, "Why not here?" He questions increasing his pace. "Do you really want to wait?"
You moaned again, desperate for release. You could not deny that you don't want to wait another moment.
"Don't you want to cum in such a dangerous place" he whispered. He picked up speed with his words quickly bringing you to the edge.
You moaned again rather too loudly as you came, a sudden tingle shooting up your spine and cascading over your body. You shivered in his arms for a moment trying to recompose yourself. Before being startled by what sounded like shuffling coming from inside the room. You panicked trying to break from his grasp.
But Loki didn't wait a moment longer, he'd already been deprived of his pleasures once before and he wasn't going to let it happen again. He swiftly picked you up off your feet and planted you against the wall, positioning himself at your entrance. "Loki!" You whispered rather aggressively. "I think he's awake."
"Then you'll just have to be quiet or you'll be caught." He murmured into your ear before swiftly inserting himself into you.
You gasped at the suddenness, and the shock that he would penetrate you when you were so near to being caught. Your heart was pounding, you could no longer hear Thor's snoring, you wondered how long it would be before he came to the door to search for you. He would surely notice you were missing quickly. But your rationality was whisked away in only a few thrusts. Succumbing to his body like you always did and forgetting the dangers involved in fucking him.
You no longer cared what Thor heard, you were lost in the moment, soft moans escaping your mouth with each particularly deep thrust. You needed this.