Filthy Words

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For once, Savannah won.

It was quite simple, actually.

She bent over, put her lips close to his ears, and murmured filthy, filthy words.

She mentioned his helmet [insert horny jokes here], ran her fingers through his hair, and then rolled her hips against him. She leaned closer, and closer to him, until they were breathing the same air, and whispered-

'You may subjugate me any time you wish, my king, and I will always kneel.'

Then she leaned back, and smirked.

'I win, Loki.'

Loki was too speechless to say anything. She giggled, seductively, and then informed him, (in the sexiest voice since sliced bread), that she'd managed to-

'Do more than make you blush, Loki, unless that really is a dagger in your pocket...'

Loki groaned, and, once Savannah left the room, went to have a shower.

A very, very cold shower. 

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