“I don’t want to get up,” Rika whined as she cuddled deeper into the covers at Loki’s side.
“Lille,” Loki smiled and kissed her forehead, fishing into the blankets for her, “We have much to do.”
“Can’t it wait?” she pleaded kissing his bare chest when he pulled her to him.
“No, Rika,” Loki chuckled running his hands down her purple satin night gown, “We have to find your sister and grandmother before the wedding.”
Rika peeked out from under the covers, “That’s something I wanted to talk to you about,” she said as she sat back on her knees and pushed the covers to the bed, exposing Loki’s bare chest in all its glory, “I want you to marry me as an Asgardian?”
Loki’s eyes darkened lovingly, “On one condition,” he whispered as he brought Rika down to lay against his chest, “Marry me as a human does.”
Rika smiled softly and gently kissed Loki, caressing his cheek, “Deal,” she whispered against his lips.
Loki flipped her over, making her laugh, and pinned her arms above her head, “Now, get up and dressed,” he smiled playfully and kissed her hard.
She moaned and deepened the kissed, slowly wrapping her legs around his waist, blushing when she felt him already aroused, “One of us is up enough already,” she playfully moaned and lightly bit his bottom lip.
Loki groaned in Rika’s ear when she pushed against his erection, “Don’t do that,” he gasped against her neck where he lightly kissed, “Or we’ll never leave this bed.”
“Just as I planned,” she whimpered as he bit down on her shoulder, “How did you know?”
Loki growled she bit down on his shoulder in return, sucking hard as she ground against his hard length, “Rika,” he murmured and grabbed her waist, letting her wrap her arms around his neck, running her nails down his back.
“What is it about you that makes me feel so crazy?” Rika gasped in a rush as Loki slipped the satin cloth off her shoulders and took her nipple into his hot mouth, making heat spread through her body.
“Maybe the same thing about you that makes me feel crazy,” Loki said gruffly kissing down Rika’s body.
“Loki,” Rika whimpered when he flicked his tongue over her panties.
Loki’s shining green eyes looked up at her, further fanning the flame already raging inside her, “I love the sound of your voice when get aroused, Rika,” he growled as he came back up to claim her mouth.
She ran her fingers through his hair as she kissed him fiercely, moaning when he nipped her bottom lip.
A knock sounded at their door and Rika whined in time with Loki’s groan, “We will never have peace,” he said as he stood and walked to his chamber door.
Rika rolled over in the bed, burying her face in the pillows.
“Brother,” she heard Thor greet Loki in their main chamber, “It is good to see you.”
“Thor,” Loki returned, “This is not the most opportune moment.”
“My apologizes, Loki,” Thor said, “I thought I would awaken you for your journey to Earth.”
“Ah,” she heard the smile in Loki’s voice, “Let me go get Rika and we will meet you at the Bifrost when we are dressed and prepared.”
“Very well,” Thor said.
She heard the door shut as she stood and stretched, pulling off her night gown and laying it on the bed. She slowly sauntered across the room to the wardrobe to find a dress to wear.
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She felt arms wrap around her naked waist and she leaned back against Loki’s still exposed chest, “When we marry,” he groaned into her neck as he kissed her, “You are to wear nothing at all times.”
Rika laughed and half turned to Loki, “When company comes over that may be awkward, love,” Rika smiled up at him and kissed his smooth chin.
“There are exceptions to every rule,” Loki murmured into the kiss.
Rika laughed, “If you intend to be so strict on my dress code,” she offered as she turned toward him, pressing her naked breast to him, “Perhaps you should pick what I wear for our journey.”
“If you insist,” he said stepping back and waved his hand over her.
She felt warmth move over her body, then felt the fabric settle on her skin. She looked down and saw she wore a burgundy hoodie with a black tank top underneath, faded flare blue jeans, and half calf high hiking boots.
“Well,” she spread her arms wide, looking down at her herself, “Defiantly not my regular get-up, but not bad. I rather like it.”
“I thought it more appropriate for our venture than a dress,” Loki explained with a smile as he walked a circuit around Rika, checking her outfit.
“And what, pray tell, are you going to wear, love of mine?” Rika questioned as walked to the vanity to brush and pin back her hair.
“Mortal clothing, of course,” Loki bowed to her reflection in the mirror as he summoned, with a glow of gold around him, black hiking boots to match Rika’s, faded straight leg black jeans held in place with a black leather belt, a deep green shirt, and black trench coat to top off the look.
“My,” Rika admired as she turned around to face her handsome betrothed, “I’ll have to beat the women off you with blunt object, love. You are dashing in those clothes.”
“You believe so?” he inquired putting his hands in his coat pockets, beginning a slow walk toward her.
“Oh, no,” she smiled seductively at him, “I know so.”
“I’ll take you at your word, kompis,” he conceded taking her chin between in thumb and forefinger, making a blush erupt across Rika’s face, and kissed her gently.
She melt to his body and tried to deepen the kiss, but Loki pulled back, “We must meet Thor, dear,” he said against her lips, the feel of his breath on them making Rika’s mind reel.
“Yes,” she agreed running her hands up his chest, “That pesky thing.”
“Yes,” he repeated, “We’ll get your family and come right back. After that it’s only a few ceremonies and we are wed. After which,” he slid his hand down her side and into her pants, teasing the outside of her already soaked panties, “We can continue other activities that some of us are so desperate for.”
Rika gasped a moan and nearly crumpled against Loki at his touch that sent veins of fire through her blood.
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She was still shaky from the teleport of the Bifrost as they acquired a car and set out to find a place to eat.
“I don’t see how you people can use that thing,” Rika pointed out as she took the driver seat, “Messes with my equilibrium, seriously.”
Loki chuckled as he climb in the passenger side, “It is something you would have to get used to.”
“’Used to’?” Rika looked at him sideways as she started the engine, “I don’t plan on getting ‘used to’ anything of the sort.”
