'til the end of the line

“Happy to be your first,” she teases, even as her breath quickens a little at the thought, at the press of his thumb inside of her again. The first woman he’s come inside, Loki likely the first man he’ll allow to fuck him, which she feels rather certain hasn’t happened yet.

She thinks she would like to be there for that. To watch. To help.

The mere thought of it makes heat pulse straight into her cunt, punctuated by the way he licks his thumb, the pink swipe of his tongue against skin. She wants that tongue on her again, but even more than that, she wants to feel him in her mouth.

“It’s unfair,” she answers, pushing against his stomach to slide back on his thighs. “That you’re getting to taste us and I haven’t yet.”