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Does Evil Deserve Love I

Golden body like a Viking Warrior

Hair to match, long with tiny braids

Hands so large, her D cup fit perfectly

Piercing aurelian eyes send chills

 

Soft tones escape parted lips

"I am the beast Loki"

A moment given for the beauty to adjust

"Perhaps you hast heard thy name?"

 

Unable to belie've eyes nor ears

Locks of coal shake in ascent

Peeking up drinking in this form, so gorgeous

How could such beauty be evil

 

Leaning forward sharp nailed fingertip

Glides lightly over a ruby lip

Chuckling as the sweet smell of desire permeates his olfactory

Gasping at his touch, heart pounds

 

What must the innocent maiden do to rid his attentions

Laughing there it was again

"You will be Mine young sweetness"

"Oh yes young Eir"

 

Suddenly pulled into a tight embrace

Gasps at the tingles radiating beneath Sun kissed flesh

His hands gently caress arms, back, sides

Heat akin to Fire roars

Tight peaks push against silk gown

 

She feels perfect in His arms

Every goosebumps, flush, and breath

Is felt, heard and seen

His world begins to feel complete

Dreams were no substitute

 

Doe like blues lift

a look of shock within their depths

Eir was shocked at the blatant betrayal

Completely under his spell

Desire coursing through out

 

Scenery changes in a flash

No longer out in the mountainous landscape

Walls of purest blue

Matching her eyes

Lilting music explores the air to glide across the ears

 

Nothing scarey evil here

Everything looks pure and innocent

As is her heart and body

Fear now absent, replaced by curiosity

Desire, warmth, and tranquility

 

Broad shouldered hard lips lean in

Pressing lightly to pliant ones

Spirals of heat roar throughout both bodies

Not wanting to scare her more

the kiss is broken

A rush of breath coats his cheek

 

"Yes young Eir, you will be Mine"

Shuddering at the gentle but knowing words

Hooded eyes close completely as curls rest upon the muscled chest

Lifting the lithe form quickly

Placing her gently onto the deeply cushioned bed

 

Loki walks to His chair

Sinking hard into the softness

He has to go slow

Real slow

or

Loose his black heart forever

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Written by
jennifer-humphrey
American
Published
Jan 28, 2015
Lines·Words
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Does evil deserve love?  Will Loki make Eir His?

Written by Niyahlove all rights reserved

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#love#desire#innocence
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