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24 little kinks | Door 23 🎄

“You remember that chocolate advent calendar I got you for December?”

“I do,” he chuckled and pressed a tender kiss to your temple. “You made me display it in the kitchen so I would not eat it all at once.”

Your smile widened. “How about we get another one?”

Loki raised an eyebrow, only now paying proper attention to the sex toy ad. Then, he frowned. It was an odd mixture of disgust, genuine curiosity and even a hint of arousal flashing in his blue eyes.

A/N: READY FOR CHRISTMAS EVE TOMORROW?!

“Good morning.” Smiling, you kissed the tip of Loki’s nose.

“Good morning, my sweet.”

“How are you?”

His wound had almost completely healed. Only some yellow bruises remained, his strength almost fully restored.

“Good, very good.” He replied. “Ravishing you over and over again works wonders on a god’s body, so it seems.” You giggled.

“I have a surprise for you. An early Christmas present. But only if you’re feeling fit enough.” Loki raised an eyebrow at you, a mischievous sparkling in his blue eyes.

“That depends on whatever activity you have in mind, my sweet.”

“It involves chocolate.”

“Oh, yes. Always yes to chocolate.”

You grinned. “Alright then let’s get dressed. We’re going to a chocolate factory and when we get back, we open our calendar.”

“Hmm… I don’t know what I’m looking forward to the most.”

Once your tickets were purchased and both Loki and you were equipped with some small plastic tongs for trying all the different chocolate, you slowly made your way through the factory, learned about how the chocolate was made, what ingredients were used to make it so delicious and even saw a chocolate fountain as tall as Loki.

You had never seen his jaw drop before. It truly had been an amusing sight.

“Hmm…” Now, he had just devoured another spoonful of that caramel chocolate he was so fond of, making you shake your head.

“Loki, you’ll get a sugar shock.”

“I believed that was the whole point of this experience?” He had even liked the 100% chocolate fountain, before any sugar or other ingredients had been added to the mixture. When it came to chocolate, he really was a sweet tooth. No… he was insatiable. You had been full for an hour, unable to eat any more chocolate even though the best part—a Running Chocolate Sushi—was yet to come.

It had been a good idea to take him here, to take your minds off things for a bit. You needed something normal and fun to recover from the damage the Chitauri had caused and you wanted to distract Loki from the emotional wounds they had ripped open.

“Do you still have those empty glass wine bottles lying around in the kitchen?” He suddenly asked.

“I do, why?”

“We could fill them up with liquid chocolate, from the fountain…” He licked his lips.

You laughed. “Loki, you’re not allowed to do that!”

“Whyever not? No one will ever know. Have you forgotten what I am the God of again?” He pulled you close, kissing you on the lips gently. He tasted like chocolate. Purring, you leaned against him.

“Alternatively, I could simply pour it over your quim and lick it all up with relish…” He whispered in your ear, both his words and hot breath sending pleasant shivers up and down your spine. An image of Loki and you massaging each other with liquid chocolate flashed before your eyes, stirring not only your hunger for chocolate again but also your arousal.

“Okay, fine. But make sure no one looks.” Fortunately, the impressive illusion Loki created so no one, not even the security cameras could catch you, drowned your initial suspicions soon enough. Once he had materialised an empty bottle from your kitchen, he filled it up, making your mouth water—it wasn’t because of the liquid chocolate. It was because of the things you two meant to do with it.

You hid it in your bag for the rest of your trip through the factory, which, after a few more stations including the Running Chocolate Sushi which Loki loved, ended with your arrival in the giant chocolate store where you could buy all of the chocolate you had earlier tried in the factory.

Loki grabbed the jumbo package of the caramel chocolate before you could even open your mouth.

“Loki, wait, I don’t have this much money with me!”

“You will not need it. I have my own.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Ah? Did you secretly start a job at a reindeer farm?” You grinned evilly, making him narrow his eyes at you in a taunting manner.

“I did not. I took it from Stark.”

“What? Loki!”

“He will not miss it. You told me yourself he has more than he could ever spend.”

“True but… oh, fine.”

Loki wasn’t wrong. Tony was a billionaire. A few hundred bucks, which Loki seemed to magically pull from his pockets were nothing to him—but they were a lot to you, especially if you got to buy tons of chocolate with it. Shrugging, you took one of the shopping baskets and handed it to Loki.

“Have fun then, Trickster.”

“That I will, my sweet.”

It was late in the afternoon when you finally returned home, with two paper bags full of chocolate. Your feet hurt and you craved a glass of water after all that sugar. In the meantime, Loki disappeared in the bedroom to open the advent calendar. He returned with yet another device whose function he did not quite understand.

“Explain this to me, will you?” He handed it to you. When you took it, you gasped.

“Oh my… holy shit.”

“What? What is this?” It looked a little like one of those modern thermometers, those which you stuck into your ear. Only it wasn’t.

“That’s a womanizer. It’s a female sex toy. These things regularly cost you around hundred bucks. I’ve always wanted to have one of those.”

“I see.” Loki looked intrigued. “How do you use it?”

“See that opening? That’s where the clitoris goes. The toy gently sucks on the skin and massages the clit with air pulses. Women swear on it, apparently.”

“Interesting…” You were curious. Curious as to whether it could really work and make you experience multiple orgasms. Technically, you did not need this toy. Loki made you experience multiple orgasms already, sometimes pretending to do so against your will. Your pussy clenched upon the very thought.

“Well then…” He purred. “Show me.”

“What?”

“Show me.”

“You want me to use this on me… right now? While you watch?”

“Yes.” He insisted, his blue eyes filling with lust.

Biting your lower lip, you looked up at him, innocently. You had never done this before. There was nothing you felt ashamed of when you were with Loki, of course, yet masturbating right in front of him was so intimate it intimidated you, especially since you knew how much it would turn him on.

“Now,” He urged you on, waving his hands to make your clothes disappear. “I want to see it.”

It was like a direct order, one you could not object to. Your whole body was heating up from nervousness, arousal and desire as you sat down on the sofa and slowly spread your legs for him, revealing your glistening pussy so you could position the unusual vibrator directly on your clit. You already knew you wouldn’t need any more lubrication than your own lust had already provided you with.

“Oh fuck…” You moaned when you switched it on, the air pulses catching you off guard completely. It felt like being pleasured orally and yet… yet it felt entirely different. Now this was the kind of toy you would be using if Loki would ever be too busy to tend to your aching quim… you shivered, switching the air pulses to a higher setting.

In front of you, Loki was panting, blue eyes fixed greedily on what was happening right between your legs as you threw your head back in pure bliss, imagining him suckling on your clit instead.

Oh, he did enjoy this sight and he was unwilling to give it up to sink his hardening length into you and fuck you, not just yet. Instead… instead another idea came to his mind.

Unceremoniously, he materialised the masturbator, eyeing it suspiciously before freeing his already aching manhood from his trousers.

Your eyes widened when you realised what he was up to. Oh heavens… were you going to watch each other pleasure yourselves with toys until you couldn’t take it anymore?

Gasping, you watched him sheath his cock inside the masturbator, his lips slightly parted. It did not nearly feel as good as your warm, wet and tight walls clenching around him but for the moment, it would have to do. He had to admit he had been rather curious to try the toy as well… and it was rather enticing.

You fell into a synchronous rhythm soon enough. Whenever you increased the power of your womanizer, Loki quickened his strokes. Your eyes locked, invisible sparks flying between you and igniting the air. He didn’t need to ask if you were close. He knew you were.

He stilled when you began to squirm and moan loudly, watching your every move as you came undone before his eyes. He could see your muscles contract, every inch of your body filled with pleasure which, upon his greedy gaze, seemed even more intense than usual when you were masturbating.

“My, what a wonderful show you have put on for me, my sweet. Good girl…” You swallowed thickly.

Growling, he tossed the masturbator away, ready to devour the meal so willingly spread before him on the sofa.

“Let me tend to that lovely quim now and give it what it so desperately craves.”

You moaned when he buried himself deep inside you to the hilt.

A/N: The last door, door 24, will be opened tomorrow, on Christmas Eve! ♥

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24 little kinks | Doors 20, 21 🎄

“You remember that chocolate advent calendar I got you for December?”

“I do,” he chuckled and pressed a tender kiss to your temple. “You made me display it in the kitchen so I would not eat it all at once.”

Your smile widened. “How about we get another one?”

Loki raised an eyebrow, only now paying proper attention to the sex toy ad. Then, he frowned. It was an odd mixture of disgust, genuine curiosity and even a hint of arousal flashing in his blue eyes.

A/N: Christmas is approaching! ♥

Loki and you had agreed to celebrate on Christmas Eve already—to enjoy some alone-time together, with mulled wine, hot cocoa, biscuits and a lovely Christmas dinner before you would both join the Avengers at the compound on Christmas morning.

Now you were merely hoping that you would get to celebrate the holiday at all. It had started with a call from the local police, alerting Tony Stark for ‘alien activity’ at 42nd street station. You really wished you had a code for that. Any public disruption containing the word ‘alien’ usually caused a mass panic.

Loki took the call before you could reach your phone, reading Thor on your display. You had just put on those naughty panties with the little vibrator inside which he had pulled from yesterday’s door when his face suddenly fell.

“We are on our way.” He hung up without a word of goodbye.

“What happened?”

“Chitauri. They are as of right now raiding New York.” Fuck.

When you arrived downtown, the areas the police had named were on fire. Debris, broken cars and injured pedestrians scattered on the hard and cracked asphalt. Loki took a deep breath. It was like a flashback, like a distant memory which came crushing back into him with full force, like a blow in the face by Mjölnir.

You could feel his discomfort. Like heat, it was radiating off of him as he clenched his daggers. Suppressing your sudden trembling, you gave him a quick and reassuring nod. You would get through this.

The woman you saved was in a wheelchair, her eyes filled with pure terror. You slit the Chitauri’s throat before her eyes. It was anger that kept you going. Anger at these creatures for their involvement with Loki’s past actions. Anger at what he had had to endure with Thanos and anger at the destruction they caused.

FRIDAY had translated their somewhat cryptic language. They were ready to tear the whole city apart, kill every man, woman and child until the artefact was returned to them. They had learned from their attack on the compound—so they took innocent lives instead.

You blinked away the tears forming in your eyes when you spotted the huge Christmas tree in the middle of a roundabout falling, ripping with it a power line which caused hot sparks to fly. It dropped on a car whose driver had been unable to duck fast enough.

It was almost Christmas, for Christ’s sake. You were going to kill them, each and every one of them.

“We’ll have a cup of mulled wine when this is over, right?” You heard Tony’s voice over the earpiece you were wearing, making you roll your eyes. You admired his optimism, for all you could see right now was death and violence.

Your gaze flicked over to Loki, to see if he was alright. His elegance during battle kept impressing and fascinating you over and over again. Yet at the same time, as you watched his new vibranium daggers slice through the alien’s bodies, you felt incredible fear washing over you. The man you loved, at war…

A blow in the stomach made you gasp for air desperately. You dropped one of your daggers in an attempt to strike at the Chitauri bashing at you from the left. You flew through the air, the impact of its force knocking all air from your body as you were thrown against a fire hydrant. It broke instantly, flooding the street with water and wetting your clothes to the bones. The sudden and brief electricity shock between your legs you ignored.

Your hair stuck to your skin when you stood with shaky legs, checking if you had any broken bones. With all the adrenaline cursing through your veins, you felt not a single sting of pain. Hopefully, this would not cost you a limb later.

You moaned when the Chitauri who had caught you off guard started at you once more, this time trying a frontal attack. You narrowed your eyes at him, ducking its strikes with but a few skilled movements. When you buried your dagger in its calf, it howled, dropping on its knees for you to slice its neck. You will pay for causing this much pain and fear so shortly before Christmas…

Turning around, you dragged your wet form back to Loki. It wasn’t all water. You were bleeding. But it was fine, you were fine. Your eyes met, Loki’s lips slightly parting. You raised your arm, meaning to help him when behind him, another Chitauri approached. They were circling him, one by one—it was clear they recognised him, remembered what he had and had not done all those years ago.

One of them you hit in the head when you threw one of your daggers, watching its dead body drop to the ground in a satisfied manner but you were not fast enough for the second one. Loki had just killed the alien before him and took a deep breath to cast illusions of himself to distract his opponents when the Chitauri behind him already bored its sharp weapon into his lower back from behind.

You screaming his name was the last thing he heard before he lost consciousness.

“(Y/N), can I speak with you for a second?”

Steve was holding his shield so tightly his knuckles turned white. With a worried expression on his face, he nodded at an empty corner on the helicarrier. Only reluctantly did you leave Loki’s side. Thor had helped carrying his unconscious body on board after the remaining Chitauri had been eliminated. Only a few escaped—a handful which would not be able to cause any more harm anytime soon.

The police was alerted, arrangements were made, people were brought to the hospital. All you cared about, however, was Loki. You held his hand with trembling fingers, looking for a sign of consciousness on his beautiful face. Thus far, nothing. There was so much blood on his armour…

“The others and I,” Steve began right away, “we think that maybe you should take a break from your duties as an Avenger.” He phrased it like you were a soldier in a military camp.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I mean that… Loki has strong… feelings for you.”

“And for reasons we do not quite understand,” Tony interrupted, “You have strong feelings for him too.” You rolled your eyes.

“What we’re trying to say is that out there, on the battlefield, on a mission, whatever you want to call it, you’re a threat for one another.”

“What are you talking about? Loki would give his life for me and I would give mine for his! I know what you think about him, Tony, I know you all hate him but even if you don’t want to see it, Loki is a good man, he has a good heart! It would be a Christmas miracle if you guys finally saw that.”

“That’s not my point. You’re constantly worried for each other. Reindeer Games is… possessive over you, he’s like an alpha animal protecting its omega.”

Steve nodded. “His worry for you during a mission could sooner or later cost him his life—or yours.”

Your face fell. You had never seen it like that. It was true—during a fight, Loki and you always looked out for another. You had seen his concerned look before he got stabbed and dropped to the ground like a broken marionette.

FRIDAY had already run a quick test and examined his body as soon as you boarded. The wound was not fatal and hadn’t hit any vital organs but it was deep and severe enough for him to lose consciousness. He would heal again, sooner than later. But that also meant that he was to take it easy for the next few days. You’d make sure he would.

You insisted they dropped you both off at your flat. Thor helped you lay Loki into your bed, then disappeared after a quick goodbye hug. While you wetted a wash cloth and cleaned his face from any dirt and blood, Steve’s words came to your mind again. You’re a threat to one another on the battlefield… was it really true? Was it possibly you could cause harm to each other when you were only trying to protect what you loved?

You swallowed thickly; and it was then Loki opened his eyes and coughed. Reacting quickly, you brought a glass of water to his lips. He swallowed the cool liquid eagerly.

“Thank you,” he choked out.

“How are you feeling?”

“Like I have been stabbed, my sweet. How are you?”

“You’re asking me? I’ve been wearing vibrating panties during a mission.”

“I forgot you were still wearing those.” He stated bluntly, an exhausted and weak smirk tugging at his lips. You let out a relieved sigh. If he was able to be amused by this predicament of yours, his wound could not be that bad.

“The battery died after I got hurled against a fire hydrant.”

And you were still soaking wet. Loki gave you a reproachful look.

“I’m okay, just a few bruises. It’s you we need to take care of. Can you magic off your clothes for me? So I can clean you up.”

He nodded. It took him some effort to use his seidr in this condition but he managed. As soon as he was pretty much stark naked and for just a split second, you admired his godly body, you went to work and gently wiped his skin clean off all the blood.

“What happened? Did they kill the other Chitauri?”

You nodded. “A few are still on the loose. They won’t get very far, as far as I’m concerned, Tony is using FRIDAY right now to track them down. Do you need more water?”

“No. I need you. Lie with me.”

Smiling, you obliged, careful not to come in contact with his wound. Now that it was cleaned, it did not at all look so bad—he was already healing. As soon as you had removed your wet clothes and simply dropped them to your bedroom floor, you lied down next to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

“We forgot today.” He suddenly said.

“What?”

“We forgot to open our calendar.”

“Oh, no we didn’t. I checked this morning.”

“So what was in it?”

“A penis pump.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“Don’t make me explain it to you, not now.” You giggled gently. “But I think you will like what it does to you.”

Loki smiled, his blue eyes already falling shut again as you tenderly stroked his raven hair.

“I am sure of that.”

A/N: Nothing really naughty happened today, I know. But it’ll make the last days before Christmas even sweeter, I promise. ;-)

Door 22 will be opened on Sunday, December 22nd.

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