yourladyfreya:
She pouted softly, ‘Fine, I suppose it is none of my business.’ Twirling him playfully before grabbing the journal from him. Running to the other side of his room while she flicked through the pages.
Green eyes. Hair made of flames. Little poppy lips. Each description made…
Freya crossed to him slowly, placing a hand on his shoulder. Watching the journal burn, tears began to roll down her cheeks for reasons unknown to her. She hadn’t even noticed she was crying until a tear hit her hand. Chewing her lip she turned Loki around. ‘Why?’ she breathed, ‘Why do you think we cannot be together?’ She took his hand in hers. ‘How do you know I will reject you? I only feel foolish for not noticing. I’m the goddess of love for goodness sake!’
Their bodies were already touching, it only took the movement of her neck to press their lips together. ‘In case you haven’t noticed Loki,’ she breathed, ‘It’s not just you who has feelings. I’ve known you since we were just babes. You’ve been there for me whenever I needed you. I know you think it’s Freyr. I know you think it should be him. But it’s not, it’s you. It’s always been you.’
lokiyourking:
yourladyfreya:
She took a sip of her wine. ‘Hm, only the best for my king.’ Setting her glass down she climbed into his lap. ‘So?’
“And thus why I spend this moment with you, Freya.” As usual, it was unclear how genuine or teasing the remark was, but his eyes hinted true.
Loki took a corresponding sip before running his other hand through her fire red hair. “So?” He teased back. “Is it to your liking?”
She brushed her lips against his. ‘Yes, my love,’ she breathed softly against his lips. Pulling away to get her own wine and drink it. ‘Not as good as Asgardian wine but still…’
yourladyfreya:
lokiyourking:
yourladyfreya:
Freya gasped as they arrived in Loki’s apartment. ‘Oh, my love. Shall we get some wine or…?’
“That could be arranged..” He consented, leaving her side to fetch them drinks, “Red or white?”
She pouted when he moved away from her….
She took a sip of her wine. ‘Hm, only the best for my king.’ Setting her glass down she climbed into his lap. ‘So?’
michelottocorella:
yourladyfreya:
She quickly kneed him in the stomach as she was pinned to the bed and managed — with difficulty —to flip them over. Pinning her asassin to her bed. ‘Kinky,’ she teased, trying to shake free of his vice like grip.
She was stronger than he imagined, much more fierce as well. But…
‘Well it’s gonna be a long night then!’ she teased as she trashed against. However she couldn’t squirm out from under him now. ‘Tell me who wants me dead!’ she screeched before head butting him with a force that almost made her pass out.
dontspoilthepleasure:
yourladyfreya:
She kissed her chastly, ‘Of course I do!’ Flipping them around she slid down the woman’s body so she could plant soft kisses on and around her cunt.
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Her tongue ran over her folds repeatedly before she began to suck on her clit. Her teeth grazed over the tiny mound before going back to dipping her tongue into her folds.
sircooperrosier:
yourladyfreya:
‘Yes, Master,’ she smiled as she followed him.
“Good girl.” Cooper said.
‘Master?’ she breathed, ‘Why we come home can I give you something?’
sircooperrosier:
yourladyfreya:
‘Yes sir,’ she sighed, ‘Do I get a reward?’ She pulled off his cock again brushing his tip against her entrace.
Cooper slapped her titty again. “No you don’t get a reward for being used.” He growled.
She whimpered at the force of his hand. She slammed herself down onto his dick again taking his whole length in her pussy. ‘Master, don’t you love your Dolly?’ she breathed green eyes filled with fear and questioning.
dontspoilthepleasure:
yourladyfreya:
‘Thank you, my sweet,’ she smiled as her fingers traced her soaking cunt. ‘Is it your turn now?’
She shivered at her touch and nodded. “But only if you want to.” She heard herself saying, something she never said to anyone else.
She kissed her chastly, ‘Of course I do!’ Flipping them around she slid down the woman’s body so she could plant soft kisses on and around her cunt.
sircooperrosier:
yourladyfreya:
‘I could call you Master Rosier if you’d prefer,’ she said taking his hand.
“Either or.” Cooper shrugged. “You will only be calling me that for tonight.”
‘Yes, Master,’ she smiled as she followed him.
sircooperrosier:
yourladyfreya:
She pouted, ‘But Dolly wants her Master.’ Continuing to bounce faster on him, her tits burst out of her blouse.
Cooper watched her titties fall out and he slapped one. “You will do as I say!” he growled to her as she bounced.
‘Yes sir,’ she sighed, ‘Do I get a reward?’ She pulled off his cock again brushing his tip against her entrace.
