<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iadUOVR7kI/Tp3vXc3m6TI/AAAAAAAAKtI/z8COPht3zcY/s1600/Photos+of+Charlize+Theron.JPG)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Name:</strong> Amora Incantre<br/><strong>Title:</strong> The Enchantress<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Fortress of Lokitude<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 7:15 PM EST<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki</span></span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>She may have begun this reunion as the cool gold that warmed slowly when cupped within the palm, but as pools of jade watched the movements of the God before her, saw the animal need within his piercing gaze meant only for<em>her</em>, she swiftly became molten gold bubbling beneath the hottest forge. A soft hiss of a gathered in breath between clenched teeth would accompany the sound of leather as coat and vest, boots and greaves tumbled to the floor about him. Pink tongue would travel lust plumped lips as his lean muscled torso was revealed to her.<br/><br/>Did he know she preferred his form to that of his brother's? So many an Asgardian were so full in muscle, but Loki.. ah his body was perfection to her. She found the whipcord strength so much more desirable then the bulk of others. And just as the thought swept through he pounced, finding herself catching in a quick laugh of delight, staring into his eager eyes. As his head lowered for the kiss, she easily lifted her own, taking his offering eagerly. A shuddered whine of desire mingled against his hungry mouth, gasping as he broke the kiss. Her neck would arch into his seeking teeth, hands lifting to again worship his dark locks as the silken tendrils kissed her neck, her face.<br/><br/>She would blink as he pulled himself up, breast rising and falling with her quickened breaths, her whisper a shuddered sound.<strong> “ Ah Master, please.. I need more..”</strong>He would oblige as he gathered her hands to his chest, and gladly she would succumb to the sensation of his sculpted flesh. Touching, feeling, sliding fingertip over the definition of his tight stomach. And yet he would surprise her with more indeed.<br/><br/><em>I need to show you... real power.</em><br/><br/>The spark within his eyes mirrored her own as he offered her a glimpse of what he knew. Jade orbs would widen, would glow, lips would part and she would hitch in a breath as the tease of knowledge was shared. She would search his gaze, she would begin to pant, and she would cry out as the door was slammed again against her. As her hands were guided further down his body, as<em>he</em>begged<em>her</em>for release, she would gladly oblige.<br/><br/>He had woken her from a deep sleep essentially. During his imprisonment she had toyed, she had played, but had never allowed herself release of any kind. And here, now, the one she would die for was again offering her... everything. With a low purred growl she pulled herself up to a sitting position, effectively shoving him back to change their positions. Deft strong fingers grasped leather to tear the material apart like tissue paper. She would waste no time as his cock sprang to freedom, lowering her face to run her cheeks up and down the pulsing heat like a cat, her hair brushing against his thighs. Her lips kissed at is head, softly, gently at first before simply parting her lips and sliding him slowly yet hungrily into her hot mouth.<br/>