Chapter 1: I like you
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“Hmmm… I’ve always liked the sounds of the sea… It reminds me of…”
Mantis hummed in thought, finger idly drawing in the sand beside her, wanting to describe the intricacies of the symphony, but the words alluded her; What with all the thoughts and sounds swirling in her mind. She wanted to say it all, down to the most minuscule detail.
Loki’s hand cautiously inched towards her, the tip of his pinky brushing against the white of her nail. The water before them moved slowly, but his heart beat fast. In his excitement, his eagerness to complete her, the words fumbled out of his mouth before she could finish her thought.
“An… Orchestra playing in perfect Unity?”
The corner of her mouth quirked up, but he could not make of her smile. And even though she did not look visibly displeased, a cold poison bloomed inside his chest.
Anxiety. He had gotten ahead of himself, yet again. A bad habit he couldn’t seem to shake.
The hand that desperately wanted to grab hers, quickly shied away; Guarding the side of his thigh instead.
Even if it was only for a split second, it stretched into an endless eternity for him. Until she turned to face him, allowing him to see more of her; His self inflicted poison, for now, quelled.
“I was thinking- “ Mantis motioned with her hand as she talked, “More of like, the beating heart of the ocean. Each breath singing in song, it’s life, it’s history.”
She laughed dryly, tilting her head forward, loose hair falling into the grooves of her neck while the sunlight, using the last of its strength to radiate half her face.
He still did not know what to make of it.
“But I appreciate your attempt in trying to finish for me.”
She expressed her annoyance by grabbing his hand, giving it a firm squeeze.
A bubble, and a bad apology lodged inside the middle of his throat. Stubbornly he tried to swallow it down, but before he could even attempt to recollect himself, she had yanked him forward; Catching him off guard by her sudden spurt of strength.
Her voice dropping, mixing with the hushed sea foam that caressed the shore. “You are a fool.” She whispered, the rest of her smile now so clear from pulling him closer.
She had made him fall on top of her, the weight of his body knocking the breath out from her lungs for a heartbeat before she gasped, laughter spilling out as the world tilted around them like the deck of a ship.
It made him dizzy.
“Are you-“ He sputtered, holding himself up by his forearms, “What is…!” Loki hissed as he steadied himself, until, he blinked. “This…?” His voice trailed, distracted by her hair curling inwards, framing her face.
His stomach did somersaults, her smile growing wider as he could feel her body tremble underneath him in her mirth.
Mantis narrowed her eyes, pupils enlarging more than usual, cheeks rosy as she lazily wrapped her arms around the back of his neck; Uncomfortably bending his head down even closer till the tip of their noses touched. The mess of his bangs sprawling against her forehead.
“Loki…” She breathed, noticing the small shiver from calling his name.
“Do you want to?”
His eye’s widened, biting his tongue lest he said something stupid again in his excitement. His heart beat terribly, wildly pounding to be free from the captivity of his chest. He needed to say something, desperately before the opportunity slipped away completely, he could not allow a silence to linger between them any longer than it should.
But he could be overthinking it, what did that mean, anyway? Want to what? What are they doing? As the seconds ticked by, the more his worries grew from minor to outlandish.
“You think too much.”
“Huh?”
“Loki.” Mantis repeated firmly, arms no longer around his neck, but his shape stayed from her molding.
Slowly, they rose to cup his face. Her left thumb pressing into his cheek, the right a little higher, playing with the loose fat underneath his left lower lash.
She pursed her lips, air blowing on his face, a joke of cooling him off.
Loki did not react.
“Do you want to kiss?” Mantis smiled, still playing with the skin on his face.
Her bluntness broke him from his stupor, swallowing the lump in his throat as he dumbly nodded.
She thought she’d have to lead, with how he proceeded with extreme caution. He acted as if she was a bomb about to set off at any given moment, that she would cut him off over something so… Trivial.
But she realized now that he only needed some more encouragement, already dragging his tongue along her lower lip.
“Mmmnn.” Mantis sighed between kisses, each longer than the last.
She nibbled on the skin of his bottom lip as well, her spit wetting it just enough till she could not deny it’s begging to be bitten like a ripe plum.
“Mantis.” Loki warned, voice shaking, unsure if he is delighted by watching her lap up his spilled blood with her tongue.
Her cattish grin made his body ache, as if she was saying “What?” without needing to; If he had the opportunity to study her every micro expression, he would do so gladly.
She opened her mouth in an invitation for more, tongue lolling out. Pink, glistening from saliva, asking to mix with his.
How could he refuse her? His tongue, skinny and forked, tentatively licked hers for taste. Naturally she tasted sweet, of unspecified fruit; Maybe something she ate. Sucking on it some more, he concluded his investigation on it being similar to honey instead, spit dribbling from the sides of their mouth. Mantis produced an unusually large amount of saliva- which he drank readily.
In the heat of their kisses, Loki had spread her legs carefully with his knee; Now steadying himself with one arm. His free hand graced to travel down her skin, the sides of her chest, the fat of her stomach, the meat in her upper thigh.
Mantis felt her body burning, riding on both of their excitement. Evident by also assisting him in her own way, spreading her legs just a little wider when he was too shy to press further.
Her breath hitched, a pressure lightly rubbing against the cloth protecting her clit. The pleasure weakened her, and in his greed, allowed him the split second to devour her; His saliva unusually cold, metallic in its aftertaste as it ran down the walls of her throat.
The only time she could catch her breath was when he felt the need to speak.
“You.” Loki emphasized, fingers toying at the thin fabric, teasing at her covered slit, “Irritate me.”
“Please, “ Mantis said through gritted teeth, rolling her hips deeper into his hand. “Out of all the things to say.”
“You might have to give me more time to conjure sweet nothings then, Dear.” He hummed, tugging the bottom of her bikini to the side so he could expose her slick.
“Or-“ She gasped, squirming at his kneading. “You make it harder than it should be.”
Loki’s movements came to a still, his eyes thinking.
“Is this…” He hesitated, “A test?”
“It could be.” She mused, tucking a long stray curl behind his ear, “One might say it is low hanging fruit, but it is still fruit.”
That was the line where he started to think it’s being done on purpose, that he could not help himself to join in on her fun. “The only fruit I want is -“
“Okay, okay- Enough.” Mantis tapped her bottom lip, lifting her chin up, “Kiss me again. I want you to kiss me, Loki.” She teased with a small smile, “If you’d like.”
Loki sucked in air through his nose, ignoring the painful throbbing of his length that- he now realized his garment is ill equipped to his form.
His body betrayed him, Loki Laufeyson is not easy, no, if anything, it’s her uncanny way of knowing the exact words to make his cold blood run warm; That to him, she made him feel wanted as much as he wanted her.
“Then I shall express my affections in a more primal fashion.” He murmured into her neck, lining it with kisses, “If…” He hovered near her ear, mixing his words with his kisses, “That is acceptable.”
“Mmm..” Mantis grinned, teeth showing, “I can not think of a better opportunity.”
Chapter 2: I love you
Summary:
Genuinely haven’t written in so long omfg.
Chapter Text
“Ahhh… Ha!” Mantis bit her lip, trying to suppress her rising laughter.
She could feel him grinning as he licked along her long lobe, teasing it with his teeth. His long curly hair tickling her nose, his cold tongue sending shivers that made her body arch; A hand enthusiastically massaging her breast, flicking her stiff bud back and forth before pinching and pulling it.
Loki’s breathing grew erratic at the sight of his handiwork, how she writhe in pleasure underneath him. It made him leave a frantic trail of kisses from her cheek to her mouth. He snaked his tongue through the middle of her lips, forcing them open to take more of him.
With every mewl, every needy whine that poured out of her, it made him want to tear his hair out.
“More.” He rasped, nearly covering her entire chin in his spit.
Before he even realized, he straddled her in all his weight, hopelessly rutting the tip of his bulge against her half exposed heat.
“Wait, wait.” Mantis whimpered, wiping the drool off.
“It’s kinda…” Her smile small, pupils darting to the side, “Sandy?”
He came to a still, staring at her shyness for a minute before shaking his thoughts.
“Yes- Uh,” Loki patted down her tussled bangs, smiling lop sidedly. “Allow me.”
He could hear her snicker at him for disrobing in such haste, gingerly placing the garment and smoothing it out beside her so she could rest more comfortably.
“And for your head.”
From his fingers, a sharp snap. He manifested a clone of his exact likeness behind her, patting their own lap to entice her.
“So generous.” She said, rolling her eyes as she brushed off the grains that stuck to her sweat.
Mantis breathed a sigh of relief, her backside welcoming the gold green silk. It was preferable over the hardened sand, its uneven grittiness digging into her skin.
And Loki’s lap, well, was a nice touch over laying flat down. His long legs gave ample room to place her head; If she ignored the prominent lump nudging her cheek.
She craned her neck up, her trembling fingertips outlining his jaw, peering into eyes devoid of wickedness.
“Like what you see?” Their tone light, narrowing their eyes as a smile played on their lips.
Her body jumped, taken aback by the doppelgänger speaking. It made her mind race with questions on its inner workings, fascinated by his magic.
“Were you always able to do that?” She mused, distracted by the curiosity.
“Mmm…” Loki, however, was still focused on the task at hand. His fingers striding lightly along her inner thigh, drawing lazy circles, “Obviously. It’s not difficult.”
“As amusing as it is to watch you goggle at- well, me.” His grin crooked, lifting her legs over his shoulders. “I’d rather you look in my direction.”
He would express his desire more vulgarly, if not for it being their first coupling. Simply, he prided himself in being a romantic. Or, trying to.
Mantis scoffed, despite portraying himself so polite, she watched him attempt to align his naked erection after discarding his briefs, his shaft throbbing against her warm entrance; All during the middle of their banter.
“It is cute-“ Mantis huffed, raising her arms, trying to reach for his doppel’s hands to grip on to, “That you still try to keep-“ A moan slipping out at his vigorous grinding against her hole and clit, “Appearances with me.”
“It’s cute-“ He strained the words out as he smeared his leaking precum amongst her juices, “That my darling-“ He grit his teeth, his arousal growing as he slid his wanting member between her wet folds back and forth, “Is so stubborn!”
At the peak of his excitement, he restrained himself from anymore movement, eliciting a needy cry below him.
“And I love her.” He murmured, stroking away messy stray hairs from her eyes, “And I want to be inside her.”
It made his throat dry, listening to the erotic moans she made because of him, her fingers tightly weaved between his own- even if they weren’t really his; While her whole body bounced each time he rocked his hips into her. His instincts demanding to ravage her now, but he held himself to wait her response.
Mantis mumbled incoherently, hesitating as she rubbed herself against him in the pursuit of her own pleasure. Finally, she sneaked a glance at him with half lidded eyes.
“I love you too.”
He liked how her eyes smiled along with the rest of her face, her antennae curling inwards, the way her long elvish ears perked in joy.
“I want to be closer to you.” Her voice a shy whisper.
With newfound strength, he could finally satisfy his long craving.
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