#Sub!Loki/You

[lokisgoodgirl]

Delayed Gratification [Loki x Fem.Reader]

A link to my (new) Masterlist is HERE Summary: [Oneshot/companion to Don't be Shy] A timid Loki breaks his s*x drought, with your encouragement. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Smut. Sub!Loki. Language. Dirty Talk. (w/c 2.3k)

You pressed a thumb against the pad on your door. It beeped, making Loki flinch behind you.

“Gosh, you really are nervous.” you mumbled with a smile, hearing the rustle of Loki’s crisp shirt as he straightened.

Pouring two glasses of water, you set them the side-table next to the sofa. Loki had made himself comfortable, removing his waistcoat and sitting poised with his legs crossed.

“So how long is a long time, exactly?” you probed, sliding a hand up one muscular thigh as you settled beside him. Loki's eyes darted towards you, adjusting his hips.

“Since Asgard.” he murmured tentatively, voice catching as your fingers danced up his in-seam.

“Oh…that is a dry spell.” you cooed, an amused smile curling at your lips. How is it possible this perfect specimen hasn't been ridden in years, you thought; scepticism creeping in. It's not possible.

Loki hissed as your fingers brushed his hardening cock, feeling the trapped monster grow thick beneath your gentle touch. His knuckles whitened under the crushing grip on the armrest.

Or maybe it is, you pondered with a smile.

“If you don't mind me asking...why is that?” you said, gaze crawling over his twitching brow. "I find it hard to believe you don't have a lot of opportunity-"

“Hardly-” he gasped, ass clenching before he bit his lip. Even with this achingly light level of touch, it was almost too much for him to bear. That was plain to see.

“I just...have a h-hard time letting loo-se, you see.” he stammered, his grip making the armrest creak in protest.

You squeezed again, making Loki’s eyelids flutter shut.

He whimpered, a series of shallow pants wisping from his throat. “I can stop?” you whispered, trailing your free hand over your cleavage. His eyes shot open, afire with sudden fear. “-No.” he choked, looking longingly to the fingers grazing the curve of your breasts. “For the love of the Nine...don’t stop.”

A secret smile pressed against your cheeks as you stood and intertwined your fingers with his. “Come with me.” you said firmly, nerves sizzling as Loki let out a long exhale before unfurling himself to his full height. You walked slowly ahead of him to the bedroom, circling behind and pushing the shy god gently to the mattress.

He began to yank at his windsor knot, before pausing. “Apologies, I didn’t mean to be presumptuous.”

The words were accompanied by a penitent flutter of his lashes. You chuckled. “Loki, you’re sitting on my bed. If you had any idea how wet I am right now…” you groaned, straddling him and sliding your hands firmly over his shoulders.

Loki’s legs widened as the soaking gusset of your panties grazed the hard shaft pressed against his thigh. He swallowed thickly as you began to place messy sucks on his exposed neck, whipping the tie from his collar.

“S-slow...slower.” he panted, breaths quick. Surfacing from stiff cotton, you rose on your knees; tugging his hair back as you descended with a licentious kiss. You could feel his chest heaving beneath your own, the tell-tale thrust of his hips against your core sloppy and needy and desperate.

Loki broke for air, his eyes wild. Your lips curled in a coquettish smile. “Maybe we should start gently, hmm?” you said, seeing Loki nod. “I think that’s...wise.” he muttered, a thin sheen of moisture forming on his brow. Your knees shuffled backwards, lowering yourself to the carpet between his legs and pulling your dress over your head.

“Do you mind taking these off?” you asked gently, pulling at the fabric tight against his thigh. Loki’s gaze refocused from the lingerie cupping your curves, his mouth forming a soft O.

“Of- of...of course. Apologies.” he fumbled, before a shimmer of his magic dissolved the luxurious suit trousers from his body. And his underwear, too. “You don’t have to...do...that, you know.” he mumbled.

You didn’t need to look at him to know the pink tinge in his cheeks was back with renewed force.

Loki’s cock rose between his spread thighs. It was long, pale and utterly perfect. Just as you knew it would be. You curled your fingers lightly around the thick base, making Loki’s hips jolt. Your thumb didn’t reach around the circumference.

“Just breathe…” you murmured, hearing his frantic breaths slow at the command. Your finger caressed up the length, making tingles soar on the surface of his neglected velvet skin. “This should be worshipped, Loki.” you muttered absent-mindedly as you inspected it with awe, hearing him chuckle before you lifted your gaze seductively to meet his. “So let’s make a start on that, shall we?”

His palms rested on your duvet, fingers spread. You could see him slide them into a tight grip, neat fingernails scratching against the fabric as he inhaled sharply, bracing himself. You leant forward, extending your tongue so that only the lightest of licks trailed from the base of his shaft to the tip.

Loki’s moan was raw dynamite, a long ragged sigh that made your thighs squeeze together. He tasted like freshly washed linen, the scent of clean cotton lingering in your nostrils. Unspoilt. Virginal.

You parted your lips, tongue sliding in messy kisses against the meat of his cock. The base of your palm held his length steady, perfectly vertical as his hips rocked upwards.

“F-ffuck..det er f-for godt-” he moaned under his breath, sliding a hand against the back of your head before retracting. Seizing his moment of resistance, you lapped tortuously slowly over the leaking tip. Loki shuddered as he watched the glistening bead of pre-cum that had been trembling there disappear beneath you eager attentions.

“M-more...please.” he stammered, forearms quivering as he braced against the bed. You tilted your chin up to face him, nestled between his thick thighs. “Are you sure?” you said coyly. Loki nodded, shallow breaths making his chest strain against the buttons of his shirt. You pressed your lips together, arching a brow before you descended and swallowed the tip of his cock.

A strangled whine rumbled from the god as you sucked gently, the fingers curled around his base pulsing with each smooth lap of your tongue. You could feel Loki brace against the bed, his fingertips digging into the mattress as his thighs began to shake. And you were barely touching him.

“Det føles for godt…” he groaned, toes curling against the carpet. “F-fuck...im nær...im n-nær-” he growled through gasping breaths. “S-stop.”

You released him, a strand of saliva hanging in a teasing curve between his foreskin and your lips. Loki’s addled stare rolled blissfully along the spittal’s route, landing on your glistening mouth.

“Fuck.” he murmured reluctantly, shaking his head as his eyes darted to the side. “I should not have led you on. This is...not my usual- not my typical performance I-”

You pressed a finger to his lips. “I think it’s hot.” you purred, making his eyebrows slant with surprise. “Really hot.”

Rising to your feet, you tugged down your panties before sliding onto Loki’s lap once more. The thump of arousal between your legs was untenable, the messy slick of your sex crying for relief against his naked thighs. “Just go with it.” you keened in his ear, rolling your hips against the base of the cock sandwiched between you. His breath hitched, fingertips sinking into the curve of your waist. “We can make it a little game.”

“A game?” Loki chirped, interest piqued. “I like games.”

“I know you do.” you hummed encouragingly, sucking his earlobe between your teeth. Loki hissed, a growl building in his chest as you began to unbutton his shirt. “Is this what you thought of as you fucked yourself thinking of me?” you said, feeling his stomach clench beneath your searching hands.

He cleared his throat, back straightening.

“I must confess I was rather more...dominant.” he admitted sheepishly, avoiding your seductive stare. He observed as your fingers made quick work of the buttons, ebony hair falling sluttishly around his jaw. “Dominant?” you teased approvingly. “Why do I get the feeling you made me call you Daddy?”

“Oh, I insist on it.” he joked, before you stripped back the shirt from his shoulders.

The god’s jaw clenched as you pushed the cuffs from his wrists; coaxing him backwards. “Norns…” he gasped, muscular back hitting the mattress with a soft thump. You took a moment to savour the god stretched like an shy whore on your king bed, his soft eyes wide with nervous anticipation. You smiled, crawling slowly up his long body.

“Trust me, Loki…” you said softly, the lust in your voice simmering as the thick veins in his throat hardened. “We’ll ease you back in, don’t worry.”

He opened his mouth to speak, before his eyes fluttered shut. Loki’s back arched as you ground your bare pussy against his length. You slid easily back and forth, dragging through your slick folds. The soft mewls of grateful submission from his lips made your nipples harden.

“You should be fucked every day, Loki Laufeyson.” you slurred, feeling his cock twitch against your cunt. “Every. Fucking. Day.”

Loki huffed in frustration, bucking upwards. The scent of you. The promise of your wetness. It must be driving him crazy.

“Ride me. Please-fuck me, I can’t take it anymore.” he growled, tilting his chin against his chest as your cleavage hung tantalisingly in front of him. His nose slotted between your mounds, a shuddering sigh shaking his body as he lost himself.

"Patience, Laufeyson...” you giggled, hearing a muffled whine against your skin. “A little delayed gratification never hurt anyone. Much less a god...”

You reached between his legs, hovering above his hips as you lined him up. The wide tip of his cock nudged against your slit, his forehead creasing as he tried to restrain himself with a quaking sigh. Loki’s lips formed a stoic line, eyebrows knitting slowly together as you squeezed the thick head inside your cunt.

With every inch you sank, his lips parted further; the skin sticking as he exhaled a ragged, primal gasp of relief.

“I...I...uhh-hh-gods.” he rasped, fingertips sinking into the soft thighs spread against him. You stilled, the head of his cock buried to the hilt. You squeezed.

Loki jolted on the bed, hair fanning in wild tendrils as he clenched his jaw to the ceiling. “I had forgotten.” he moaned through gritted teeth, grunting as you began to roll your hips in miniscule waves. “I had f-forgotten...faen.”

Your clit tugged against his public mound as you rocked slowly to and fro, minimising your movements.

Loki whimpered, brows twitching as he watched you relax into bliss above him; his thick girth stretching your walls as you gyrated. “This feels so good, Loki…” you groaned, letting your head fall back as his legs tensed beneath. The god's feet slid up the bed behind you - knees parking bent at your sides. Tears had begun to form in his eyes.

“Norns.” he gasped quietly, resting his hands on your hips and guiding you carefully back and forth. Like you might break. The needy touch was the final spark, lighting the trail of gasoline to climax like a match.

Your swollen clit pulsed with every slow tug against his neat pubic hair, the solid mass of his cock making you whimper. “I’m going to cum, baby…” you mewled, making Loki’s fingers dig deeper. A solitary tear of desperation rolled down his cheekbone, disappearing to the curve.

He thrust upwards once. A broken cry of pleasure from his throat sent shivers down your spine. It sounded like pain. But it wasn't pain. Far from it.

Your palms pressed against his shoulders, limiting his movement. “Not yet.” you choked, increasing the pace of your rolling hips against his base.

“You’re so...fucking...tight.” Loki breathed, ragged pants filling the air as you rocked into him, orgasm blossoming like a wall of fire. His voice was thick, wet with pure lust. “You feel s-so-uhhh, so divi-divine I-” he stammered, choking as he felt your fingernails dig deep into the ropes of shoulder muscle.

“Now, Loki.” you whined, releasing your hands from his biceps and gripping the brass railings above his head. You slid up his cock, squeezing at the tip before sinking into the god’s sloppy thrust. His eyes were suddenly wild, torn between savouring every inch of your sex-drunk body and becoming lost in his own pleasure beneath the veil of his eyelids. An animal released from the cage.

He tugged your hips towards him, beginning to bounce you on his slippery cock. Nordic curses dripped from his lips like battle cries, a vein by his temple thick to bursting against the furious weight of his basest needs. Every slap of his skin against your fizzing clit sent jolts through your body, the power of raw animalism coursing from his sex to yours.

“Let it go-” you gasped, throwing your head back as you felt an explosion of pleasure surge in your belly. “Don’t be s-shy oh my god, - oh my, uhhh...f-fuck...scream for me, -L-Loki.”

Loki slammed your pussy a final time to the hilt, before a roar of utter devastation exploded from his throat.

Tendrils of damp hair cascaded over his brow as his back arched, errant strands across his lips blown by a feral moan of your name. You could feel the force of hot cum hit your cervix, leaking into every crevice of your stuffed slit as his messy thrusts slowed.

Loki’s eyes had squeezed shut, deep lines ironed into his forehead as he murmured panting praises you didn’t understand.

He lay there silently, breaths slowing. “Was that OK?” you whispered, flickers of sudden insecurity rearing in your mind. There was no answer. "Loki?" You leant forwards, clenching around his cock as you rested against his chest. Loki nodded, humming blissfully with his eyes still closed.

“Truly... I am lost for words.” he slurred, running a large palm down your spine and planting a light, congratulatory smack on your ass.

You felt a wave of pride rise in your belly. “There’s a first time for everything.” you teased, making Loki open one eye with difficulty. “How dare you.” he growled.

In a second, he had flipped you over; pinning you to the bed with his fingers curled around your wrists. “Not so shy anymore, then?” you giggled, feigning a feeble attempt to escape from his grasp.

“Thanks to you, it seems my drought is over-” he purred, spreading your legs with a nudge of his knees.

“And darling?” he smouldered, damp curls clinging to his cheekbones as his eyes darkened. “Daddy’s very thirsty.”

Det er for godt – it’s too good. Det føles for godt – it feels too good im nær – I’m close

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[lokisbiiiitch1993]

Nsfw ! Submissive TVA Loki - Headcanons

Nsfw !!Not for Minors!!🔞🚫

Your Love turned Loki - the God of Mischief soft, sweet , Romantic - Careful

I honestly see him as a Switch - he likes to be Dom but loves when you are the Top and take care of him

He trusts you - so it's easier for him to give up control

The first time you let him know that you wanted to Dom him , you climbed on his Lap and whispered it in his Ear - Loki got excited - that was a big turn on for him

He likes when you kiss his Neck but gets weak when you lick it

He enjoys when you touch his Body all over - travel your Fingers from his Collarbone to his Navel and stop at his Penis - touching it softly - the soft delicate skin

Give him some Bite Marks and tell him - you are mine

Explain Loki you would love to use a blindfold on him - take him by surprise - excite him

You thought about bondage - chaining his Hands together so he can't touch you - but you love when Loki is touching you with his Big Hands

Praise him - tell him he is a good Boy - the best - i can't get enough of you

Soft degrading - if he acts Bratty

He loves that you know what you want and demand it - Kiss and suck my Clit - be a good Boy and make me cum with your Tongue

Tell him now you want to feel his Fingers deep inside -

seeing him licking his Fingers after making you come again - is soo hot 🔥

He deserves a Reward for being such a good Boy - but take your time - edge him - overstimulate him - make Loki desperate and begging ...but praise him afterwards - he deserves it

Tell him you want his big dick buried deep inside of you - climb on top and ride him

Let him know you don't want to disconnect- just yet - let's stay like this

Take a shower with him

Cuddle with him - touch his Hair comb it with your Fingers - massage his scalp - he loves that

Reblogs are appreciated ❤️

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[lokisprettygirl]

First I just want to say that I absolutely love how you write Loki! If you are taking requests, I would love to request something with sweet subby soft Loki feeling anxious or overwhelmed by something the Avengers are doing in the tower, and needs a safe quiet place to get away from it all. Que best friend of Loki who happens to be a domme stepping in and helping him relax (in more ways than one *wink*). Bonus request for mommy k!nk, sensory play, and lots of good old fashioned cuddles. Thanks!

Thank you for requesting dear, it's been a while that something else other than my own series inspired me. I gave it my own take as usual but I hope you'll enjoy nonetheless. Thank you for enjoying my writing ❤️

Sub Loki x Best friend Female reader (Friends with benefits with a happy ending)

Warning: 18+, Smut, unprotected sex, sub Loki, mommy kink, praise kink, blindfold, other kinks, feelings of anxiety and panic state, a mild angst between characters

Being an Avenger wasn't easy, no, Loki wanted to retract that thought, being an Avenger sucked at times

While as a prince when he was on the battlefield at the least he knew that the war would come to an end someday but this job? This journey to redemption that he had put himself on was never ending road and sometimes it got him. It also didn't help that ever since Thanos had taken him he had developed this huge Anxiety that prodded him over any trivial things.

"Once I get the view I'll signal Loki to teleport at the sight" Captain said at the meeting and Loki just nodded at the response.

"Loki you'll walk to the safe and we don't have access to the passcode just yet so you'll have to take the safe and hide it" Natasha said and he nodded again.

"Once we are in the facility, Perhaps Loki can do his mind tinkering thing, I mean I don't see why we have to go through all that trouble if we have him? Are you listening to us?" Tony asked him and he nodded again even though he was close to hurling his guts out. The voices were starting to fade in the background. As soon as the meeting was over he scurried out of the conference room and braced himself against the nearest wall he could find, he felt as if his heart would explode and he would cease to exist any moment.

And then he thought of you, the girl he had been in love with hopelessly since he saw her, but also the girl who always reduced him to being just her best friend. Sure they had their thing on the side, a little arrangement that pleased them both from time to time when the tension between them got too much but as soon as the act was done he always found himself craving for more, he needed you, he wanted everything with you. He wanted you.

You were almost done with your day when you received a message from Loki so you picked up your phone "Can we meet?"

A smile crept on your face as you got the text, you saw him almost everyday but these were the type of texts that you knew will push you two in the little arrangement you both had on the side. It wasn't easy though, being friends with benefits with God of mischief himself wasn't something you desired, if you weren't so terrified of having your heart broken and lose a dear person again you would have taken this further and deeper with him, you would have put your heart on your sleeve again for him but you were terrified.

If someone like Loki was to break your heart, you knew you wouldn't survive and come out sane on the other side.

"Pepper, can I go?" You asked your boss so she smiled and allowed you to leave for the day. Instead of going into your room you went to Loki's instead and knocked twice. As he opened you were hoping for him to grab you and kiss you like he normally did whenever he had all that pent up sexual energy that he needed to let out but instead you were met with his sullen little face,

"Something wrong?" You asked him as you entered and closed the door behind you, your arms wrapped around his waist and he immediately placed his head down on your shoulder. You then brought your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to comfort him, he seemed stressed, you had seen him like this whenever he used to get a nightmare and would come to your door so you'd talk to him but this was different.

"I can't do this, I am not fit to be an Avenger darling" he said softly as he pulled his head up to look at you, his eyes were teary and lips so close to yours, he cupped your cheeks but he didn't kiss you, he never made the effort until he knew you had the same thing on mind, he never wanted to cross a line with you in the moment even though you both had no silver of decency left between you.

So you kissed him indeed, it was soft and romantic, a lover's kiss even though you both were anything but that, you were not lovers.

"Why would you say that, my sweet boy? You're doing so good" you whispered softly and the nickname immediately made him want to curl up against you, the voice you used on him melted every inch of him, in every possible way. Your fingers curled around his neck as you kissed him again, your tongue swiped over his lower lip and he lunged to take you in his mouth but you denied him the pleasure,

"You're thinking too much aren't you?" You whispered softly but your tone was authoritative and he knew where this was going. That's exactly what he needed at the moment.

"I can't stop ..it's too much, i uhh–" the words caught up in his throat as your hands caressed the bulge in his pants, he was hard the moment you had him in your arms.

"Shhhh calm down for me alright? I'm here baby I'll take care of you okay?" You walked with him until he had hit the edge of the bed and made him sit down,

"Blindfold?" You looked him in the eye and the look of worry was now replaced with desire, he always made you feel as if you were the only woman in the universe who could ever bring out that look in his eyes. Only if you weren't so broken yourself you might have taken the leap of faith. He conjured a piece of cloth that was made of the finest silk so you tied it around his eyes, as soon as his vision was gone he held onto your waist as if to find something familiar to hold on to in the darkness. You still had your work suit on and that always made you look bossy, which was perfect for moments like this.

Grabbing the hem of his t-shirt you pulled it over his head, the sight of his gorgeous ripped physique made you bite on your lip involuntarily.

"You're so pretty, have I ever told you that?" You asked him softly as you laid him down on the bed. You had indeed told him that, a millions of times, that was one of the first things that made him want to be submissive with you, the way you praised him always made him feel so weak for you.

"Mommmy please..I need you" he whined desperately and you felt the instant twitch in your cunt as the heat started to build up. As said before, the lines of decency were crossed a while ago.

Perhaps it was the need he had to be coddled by a feminine woman, perhaps it was his own mother who never ever showed him such motherly love, or maybe it was just purely sexual, the forbidden nature of the kink that made him want to address you like that or it was all of it, you didn't care really, you enjoyed it when he got so whiny and desperate for you, when he got so sensitive that only you could take care of that itch he had. You knew enough about the god of mischief to know that he wasn't the type of man to do this with just anyone.

He trusted you. He relied on you take care of him in his most vulnerable state.

"I'm here sweet baby boy, I'm right here..okay?" And you trusted him to show this side of yours too. Before you met him you never had this urge to dominate a pretty little boy like him but as soon as you had your eyes laid upon him, something had awakened in you, this incessant need to ruin him drove you crazy.

You took his shoes off and then the pants followed, the sight of him all naked with just a blindfold on was almost too much to bear, you wanted to go crazy on him but that's not what he needed tonight, he needed love making, even though you weren't sure if you were supposed to use that word with him. He wasn't your lover.

You took your skirt off, the sound of your zipper being pulled down perked up his ears, he was imagining it all in his head, he had sensitive senses due to his heritage even in his normal state so when one of the senses was deliberately deprived, the other ones heightened even more so. He heard the sound of your skirt dropping on the floor and as soon as you took your underwear off he smelt your arousal in the air and he wanted to bask in your sweet scent.

You crawled on the bed and on top of him before you sat down on his thighs, your wet lips drenched his muscles instantly. As soon as your fist wrapped around his cock he couldn't help but thrust his hips forward, he must have looked obscene but he didn't care, he never cared how vulnerable he was being when he was with you.

"Mommy can I touch please..please i need you" he mumbled and then he bit on his lower lip in anticipation so you grabbed his hands and placed it on your bare thighs so he ran them up and down slowly, the moan that escaped his throat as soon as you allowed him to touch you was sinful, he treated you like a goddess that he was blessed to merely put his hands on.

You gave him a slow stroke and every time you did he thrusted his hips into your fist, fucking himself slowly and intimately, his abs flexed and relaxed with every thrust, that v line defined with every move, his mouth remained open as the sensations began to build in the pit of his stomach. He was a beautiful beautiful man, truly a god in his true form.

You loved him so much it was unreal. And that's exactly why you couldn't have him, he was unreal, he was too good for you. Or that's what you thought.

You let go of his cock and pulled him up by his hands so he was in a sitting position, lifting your hips up you sunk down on him slowly, his head lulled back as he found himself surrounded by your warmth, you were always so tight, so constrictive and he loved being suffocated this way.

"Tell me how does this feel my pretty boy?" You asked him while unbuttoning your shirt, his hands sneaked inside the shirt and unclasped your bra, once you were all naked he placed his head down on your breasts and breathed in deeply. A small growl emitted from deep with in his chest.

"Feels so good mommy, so good, I have missed you, don't ever leave me untouched for this long again" he mumbled incoherently and your eyes teared up at the intensity of his words. .

"You deserve to feel good baby, you're an Avenger and you're the strongest of them all–" you mumbled to comfort him, you hadn't forgotten about his anxiety and the reason why he was so tensed.

"Someday I'm going to ruin it I know, like I ruin everything..I'll ruin it"

"No you won't..you won't, you never ruin anything my precious little boy, you're perfect, absolutely perfect" you pressed your finger on his lips as you rode him back and forth, the sweet whimpers that escaped his mouth was delight to your ears. You took the blindfold off and as soon as his eyes met with yours he kissed you. His lips trailed down and sucked on your neck, making sure his lips would leave an imprint for days to come.

"You won't fail Loki, you're doing so good baby, i know it feels too much at times but you just have to stop thinking about everything at once and focus on what's important and what's the first thing that you have to tackle the next day, you hear me?" He nodded as you said that before his lips latched onto your nipples and he sucked on it.

"You like that?" You asked him as you picked your pace but his mouth never unlatched from your nipple, he focused his attention from left to right and then vice versa but he didn't want to stop.

"Yes mommy, I love… you"

He whispered almost inaudibly and your heartbeat raised, well even more than it should have while you were having this mind numbing sex.

"I love you pretty baby…cum for me now, fill me up, mommy needs your cum inside her" he exploded as soon as those filthy words infiltrated his ears, the way you clenched so tightly around him as you rode your own high was milking every little drop of release out of him. If he could choose to never leave this room, if he could choose to stay buried in you forever he would but you never wanted it, you never wanted to change the arrangement. He placed his head back down on your bosom again and you leaned your head on his own to calm down your own breaths.

"We need a shower" he chuckled as you said that and in a moment he was off the bed, with his cock still in you as he took you to the bathroom. As he pulled out of you under the running water, you both watched his cum seep out of your cunt and run down your thighs.

These are the things best friends shouldn't do, not at all.

"Are you feeling better?" You asked him softly so he leaned into you to kiss you but you pulled away and he sighed.

"Yes thank you darling" you smiled and walked past him to grab a towel then you wrapped it around your body before you moved back to the room, you wanted to get dressed and leave, once the night had ended you both will go back to being friends like you always did, it was never awkward with him because none of you made it that way.

He followed soon after and you already had borrowed a tshirt from his closet to put it on, it reached your thighs and your room was just a few steps away from his so you didn't want to put on your work clothes again just to walk into your room where you'll have to change it again.

"I'll give it back tomorrow" you said to him as he pulled a brief over his long legs and he hummed in response.

"Hey champ, you'll do good tomorrow okay, you'll be just fine and I'll be seeing everyone going crazy after you once you're back from this mission" you walked towards him and hugged him to wish him luck for tomorrow but he didn't say anything, he was just staring at you "Good night" you tried to leave but he grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to his chest.

"Did you hear what I said to you? Did you hear me telling you that I love you?" He said to you, his eyes bored deeply into you and you couldn't escape this time even if you wanted to, he had never been this assertive before.

"Did you hear me responding that I love you? You're my best friend, we both love each other and care for each other, that's what it is Loki"

"Is that all I'll ever be to you? Are you telling me you just see me as your friend?" He asked you softly, his voice sounded so sad so you sighed.

"It's not going to work lo"

"How do you know?"

"Because I don't expect a man like you to stay loyal to me, too many temptations around you and I don't want to ruin our friendship, do you want to do that? Do you want to lose me as a friend?" You asked him and tried to walk away but he grabbed you by the shoulders to pull you closer again, he might be a submissive baby in bed but you knew how he was outside of the bedroom and you loved that side of him too.

"Our friendship was ruined the moment you decided to bed me sweetheart, I'm tired of running away from this, from our feelings for each other"

"Loki–"

"I haven't touched another woman since you came into my life, even though you weren't to claim as mine i did give myself to you completely the first night i buried my cock inside you" you looked at him a bit shocked and a bit pleased as he said that but your fears remained.

"What if someday you're bored of me and done with me?" You asked him , the nervousness evident in your voice, he had never seen you so vulnerable before, atleast not when it comes to your feelings towards him. He held your cheeks and kissed you softly, his thumb brushed over your lips and then he kissed you again, it was tender and romantic, it was the most romantic kiss you have ever had with anyone really.

"What if I was to ask you the same?"

He mumbled against your mouth and you shook your head..

"The fear of what will happen in the future shouldn't stop us or ruin our present my darling, perhaps we will talk about this in the morning? Stay the night with me please" he spoke softly, he just wanted you to stay for once, he didn't want you to leave after blessing him with such pleasures, he wanted to hold you and be held by you all night long.

"Sleep with me" he mumbled again as you didn't respond so you got on your tiptoes and kissed him deeply, he picked you up in his arms and laid you down on the bed before he snuggled you like a baby.

"What if this is a mistake loki? I don't want to lose you too, you're the only person in my life I can be myself with, you're my only friend lo" he held onto you tightly as you voiced your fears to him. He wished there was a magic word he could have said that would have eased your nerves somehow but he didn't have anything, he just had thousands of years ahead of him to prove to you that he'd never hurt you like that.

"And you're my one and only girl, my only woman that I feel safe with, you think I'd ever want to lose you? Perhaps you should think again" a smile formed on your lips as he said that. You allowed your fears to backtrack for the night, maybe you just needed to take a final leap of faith.

And deep down in your heart you knew that this time around you won't fall on your face, this time your man will be on the other side to catch you.

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[michelleleewise]

My Angel

Pairing: Avenger Loki x female reader

Warnings: mutual pining, friends to lovers, mild jealousy, swearing, mentions of alcohol, heavy petting, smut, soft smut, sub Loki, penatrative sex (p in v), mild dirty talk, fluffy stuff, smuffy stuff!!

Summary: Loki has wanted more from your friendship for some time but not sure how to tell you, but when an opportunity arises he takes a chance...

A/n- I wrote this for the lovely @mochie85 !! Ever since you sent this to me its been working its way through my brain and came out this!! Thank you so much for your endless support, inspiration and friendship!! You an absolutely amazing person and don't you ever forget it love!! 💚💚💚

You finished applying your eye liner, touching up your lipstick before adjusting your shirt, pushing your boobs up looking in the mirror. "You are damn hot." You winked at yourself walking into the living room grabbing your boots when a knock came at the door "come in." You called out, sitting on the couch seeing Loki walk in "Hello darling." He said smiling "hey Mischief, what are you up to?" You answer lacing your boots up. "I was wondering if you cared to watch a film with me?" He asked pushing his hands into his pockets. "Oh...um....I'm sorry Loki, I have plans." You said standing up pulling your skirt down, granted it barely covered anything anyway.

"Are you going to that....place again?" He asked, irritation laced in his tone. "Woah there...that "place" is a bar, and yes I am." You said air quoting grabbing your purse. "Are you.." he trailed off as you bent over fixing the lace on your boot "am I what?" You asked standing up "g..going alone?" He asked clearing his throat, you could swear there was a pink tint on his cheeks. "I'm meeting a couple of my girls there....why?" You asked crossing your arms. "I was only curious...what if something happens to you?" He asked looking down. You walked over grabbing his shoulder "You have nothing to worry about." You smiled as he looked up at you, his eyes drawing you in "they have bouncers and security, nothing will happen to me." You said rubbing his arms.

"You are certain you won't change your mind?" He asked "it's open mic night, and I wanna see who all is going to play." You said winking at him seeing him nod looking down again "What's wrong Mischief?" You asked tilting your head. "Nothing, I just wish to make sure my friend is ok, that's all." He said with a smile but you could tell his heart wasn't in it. "Oh come now, you know I'm your best friend." You smiled, the word feeling like ash in your mouth, you wanted to be so much more then friends with this man...God. "that is accurate." He laughed shaking his head. "Come, walk me out" you said lacing your arm with his. "When will you be back?" He asked walking you to the elevator "um..good question, I'm not sure." You smiled hitting the button.

"Will you call me.....if you need anything that is." He said fidgeting with his hands. "Yes, you will be the first." You said as the doors opened. "Ok, I'll see you later Mischief." You said reaching up to kiss his cheek when he turned his head slightly, causing your lips to land at the corner of his mouth. You pulled back looking up at him "i..sorry, I didn't mean to umm.." you stuttered feeling your face heat up "im...I'm just gonna go, bye Loki." You said rushing onto the elevator hitting the button. "Have a pleasant evening y/n." He said smiling as the doors closed. "Uuuugh." You groaned, pressing your forehead to the wall "why can't you grow a spine and tell him?" You asked yourself sighing "cause he's your friend, and you'll just mess it up that's why." You said aloud when the doors opened at street level. You shook your head, hoping tonight will distract your mind, atleast for a little while.

ooOOoo

You came back to the table, passing out the drinks you grabbed from the bar. "Do you think the next one will be any good?" Your friend Susie asking taking a sip "can't be any worse then the last one." Your other friend jewel said laughing "isn't that the truth." You said sipping your drink. "Hey, you ever tell that guy you like how you feel?" Susie asked looking at you "no, I wanted to....I was actually going to invite him tonight but I don't think he'd really enjoy it." You said shrugging "besides, he called me his "friend" earlier." You said looking down "ouch...sorry." jewel said rubbing your shoulder "it's fine, better his friend then nothing right?" You asked with a small smile when the announcer came on the stage.

"Hello again! And welcome to open mic night. Next, we have a very special treat for you all!" He said when you looked up "our next performer has never played here before, but if he plays as good as he looks your all gonna love him!" He said hearing everyone laugh "so, without further ado....L!" He said clapping, the room joined him you saw a tall man slowly walk out onto the stage, his long hair covering his face wearing a black button up, the top three undone revealing his chest, his black jeans tight around his legs outlining his muscular thighs, his leather boots echoing through the room as he walked to the mic with purposeful steps, a black guitar hanging from his shoulder.

"Mm...this is promising." Susie said smiling making you laugh. You looked back to the stage freezing as the man flipped his hair back revealing who it was. "Good evening everyone, I would like to dedicate this to a special lady in the audience tonight." He said into the mic, turning back to the band you watched as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt up exposing his foreams, your eyes tracing the veins running up his arms, his dark jeans hugging every inch of him, perfectly outlining...everything. He turned back to the crowd holding his arms out, his deep green eyes meeting yours as the lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. Everyone sat in silence, a few whispers floated through the room when the guitar riff came to life, the stage lights slowly rising bathing him in a dim green light, fog swirling around him..

Make up your mind...Decide to walk with me...Around the lake tonight...Around the lake tonight

By my side...By my side

You sat back, mouth hanging open as his deep, sultry voice filled the room, demanding attention as his long fingers traveling the neck of the guitar, his arms flexing with the movement. What those fingers could do to you...

I'm not gonna lie...I'll not be a gentleman...Behind the boathouse...I'll show you my dark secret

Locking eyes with you at the last line, he backed away from the mic, tilting his head back slightly as his tongue slipped out licking his lips. "Holy shit.." you muttered not able to look away as he stepped back up, his lips touching the mic..

I'm not gonna lie...I want you for mine...My blushing bride...My lover, be my lover, yeah...

Don't be afraid...I didn't mean to scare you...So help me, Jesus...

He took a step back, looking down at the guitar as his fingers glided across it, his thigh flexing as he tapped his foot on the floor in time making you bite your lip, rubbing your thighs together as he threw his head back, his long curls spraying across his shoulders, a few strands sticking to his forehead a he stepped back to the mic, his eyes meeting yours...

I can promise you...You'll stay as beautiful...With dark hair...And soft skin, forever...Forever...

Make up your mind...Make up your mind...And I'll promise you

I will treat you well...My sweet angel...So help me, Jesus

You vaguely heard your friends cat calling him as his body swayed with the music, his shoulders flexing with the weight of the guitar, his skin damp from the heat of the lights...

Give it up to me...Give it up to me...

Do you wanna be...My angel?

A shiver ran up your spine as his voiced dropped, the deep bass shooting through you.

Give it up to me...Give it up to me...

Do you wanna be...My angel?

"Yes....I do..." you whispered, leaning forward watching the muscles in his neck flex, making you want to sink your teeth into them.

Give it up to me...Give it up to me...Do you wanna be...My angel?

So help me

His voice resonated through, traveling through every inch of you igniting something deep inside you, something...feral. you bit down hard on your lip, scooting to the edge of your seat as he stepped in front of the mic, his long legs spread wide as the solo started. Biting his lip you watched his fingers dance up and down the neck of the guitar, his curls bouncing as his head slowly bobbed up and down. Pressing your thighs together imagining his head between your legs, his head slowly moving up and down, curls rubbing against your skin as he brought you to the brink....

Be my angel...Be my angel...Be my angel

Do you wanna die?...Do you wanna die?...Do you wanna die?...Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?...Do you wanna die?...Do you wanna die?...Do you wanna die?

"He's trying to kill me." You said to yourself, feeling the evidence of your arousal in your panties as his deep voice vibrated through you. His eyes not leaving yours as you tried to cross one leg over the other seeing a smirk spread across his face, his lips pressing to the mic..

Well, I promise you...I will treat you well...My sweet angel...So help me, Jesus

Jesus...Jesus...Jesus

The end of the song came as the lights came back up around the room, everyone jumping to their feet clapping and hollering when every women in the room advanced to the stage, including your friends...leaving you alone at the table. Looking up you locked eyes with him, licking his lips he winked before he took a long bow holding his arms out. "Thank you so much everyone! Have a pleasant evening." He said before taking long strides off the stage to somewhere in the back. You downed your drink, trying to compose yourself when your friends joined you again "Dammit, I was hoping I'd get to snag him for the night." Susie said sitting down. "W..was he not interested?" You asked looking down "nope....said he was with someone." She huffed downing her drink.

You furrowed your eyebrows looking at her "he's not with anyone." You said to yourself looking back to the stage. "Hey, I gotta run to the restroom." You said jumping up before they could say anything. You looked around seeing everyone return to their drinks and conversations, allowing you to slip unnoticed behind the stage. You walked around for a minute, checking room after room "Dammit laufeyson, where are you?" You whispered crossing your arms "looking for me?" You heard his voice behind you making you freeze. You cleared your throat slowly turning around, taking in his tall frame still clad in black, his pale skin covered in a sheen of sweat. "L..loki..." you stuttered, your eyes traveling down to where the guitar was before.

"Up here darling." He purred, your eyes shooting to his seeing him smirk. "Did you enjoy the show?" He asked taking a stop forward, looking you up and down "from what I see, I would say yes." He smiled, coming to stand chest to chest with you, leaning down slightly "from what I smell, I would say very." He whispered in your ear. Feeling your face heat up you looked down fidgeting with your fingers "L..loki.." you said, feeling his fingers under your chin making you look at him "yes darling?" He asked, his eyes searching yours "yes..." you sighed grabbing his wrists "yes what?" He asked leaning closer "I want to be your angel." You breathed, seeing him smile you lunged forward, pressing your lips to his pressing him into the nearest wall.

You slid your tongue along his bottom lip, hands exploring his chest gently kicking his legs apart, your hands sliding down his abs landing on his belt, the metal clinking as your fingers worked to open it. His lips parted in a soft moan, taking the opportunity you slipped your tongue past his lips, relishing the feeling of his soft lips against yours, his tongue caressing yours when you unbuttoned his jeans, slowly sliding a hand down wrapping your fingers around his length, slowly sliding up and down as your other hand went to his hair, holding him to you swallowing his moans feeling his hands grip your sides.

He broke the kiss, leaning his head against the wall while you continue to stroke him, twisting your wrist reaching the base. "Aahh gods...d..darling..." he stuttered, screwing his eyes shut slowly rocking his hips with your hand. You reached up, nipping at his pulse point feeling him shiver. You reached over, opening the door next to you seeing it empty, a small love seat in the corner. You removed your hand from his length hearing him whine and look down at you "shh....come on." You said grabbing the front of his shirt dragging him inside. Kicking the door shut your lips found his again as you backed him up to the love seat, his long legs spread wide as you pushed him down standing over him.

You smiled down at him sliding your hands up under your skirt, sliding your panties down as his eyes never left you. You stepped out of them, walking over to him you leaned down, hooking your fingers under the hem of his jeans as he lifted up allowing you to slide them down his legs, your hands gliding up his thighs as you went to staddle him. You grabbed his cock, slowly stoking him as you lined him up "wait..y/n.." he panted, gently grabbing your wrist "is something wrong?" You asked looking into his eyes "no..it's just.." he trailed off looking at you "tell me your mine...please...that this isn't just..." you cut him off, genlty pressing your lips to his, looking into his eyes "Loki...I'm yours...I always have been.." you said.

You watched his pupils dilate, his fingers teasing the hem of your shirt when you leaned back, raising your arms letting him pull your shirt over your head "you are so beautiful.." he breathed, his fingers ghosting over your shoulders making you shiver. You leaned down, nipping and sucking on his pulse point feeling his fingers dig into your hips. "Say your mine Loki...tell me..." you breathed, biting his earlobe hearing him groan "i...I am yours y/n...always...." he breathed, tilting his head back against the couch. You reached down, wrapping your fingers around him lining him back up "ready?" You asked as he leaned up looking at you "y..yes.." he moaned as you slowly sank down on him, feeling your walls stretch around him "fuck...your so big..." you moaned, throwing your head back feeling every inch of him as he bottomed out.

"Y/n...aahh....move please...i...." he moaned, wrapping his arms around your back pulling you to him as you lifted your hips up, slowly sinking back down onto him. He buried his face in the valley of your breasts, your hands threading through his hair feeling his fingers gently ghost up and down your back. "Aahh fuck...Loki..." you moaned, closing your eyes feeling him rock his hips with yours. You sped up your pace, feeling the tightness in your stomach "l...loki....im....ahh...." you moaned, digging your fingers into his hair "I know...I can...ahh feel you..." he groaned, looking up at you "Come with me y/n.." he panted, thrusting up into you.

You leaned down, engulfing his mouth with yours, your tongues exploring eachother as you came hard, moaning into his mouth. Pulling his hair you heard him growl, gripping your hips holding you onto him feeling him twitch inside you, swallowing his moans as he came hard, coating your walls with his release. You pulled back, pressing your forehead for his, seeing his eyes closed making you smile. You sat back, cupping his cheeks when he slowly opened his eyes looking up at you smiling "loki, I don't think we can be friends anymore" you panted, your thumbs running along his cheekbones "w..why..." he started furrowing his eyebrows "because, I want so much more then that." You said pushing his hair back "would you go out with me?" You asked seeing him smile "I would love nothing more...my angel." He said, leaning up pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "Come on Mischief, let's go home, I'm not done with you yet." You winked seeing his eyes darken "as you wish darling." ...

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[holymultiplefandomsbatman]

A Work of Art

Here, have this random thing I wrote instead of sleeping. Dedicated to @mischief2sarawr to hopefully make up for a shitty birthday.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+

Link to my main masterlist for more Loki stuff

Loki’s soft groans echoed through the quiet room.

Your hand was wrapped delicately around his cock as you stroked him at an agonizing pace; too fast yet too slow at the same time.

You brushed his tip with your thumb, making him hiss sharply through his teeth. His back arched off the mattress.

“Mercy, darling! Surely I did nothing to warrant this – ohhhh – this torture...”

You grinned to yourself as Loki stared up at you with hooded eyes, silently pleading with you. You sped up your pace a little bit, gripping him tighter.

Loki’s mouth fell open as a guttural moan ripped from his throat. He bucked his hips, thrusting upwards into your hand, desperately chasing his relief that was waiting just around the corner.

“I-I’m – ohhh, yes – I’m close, love. Please let me come, I’ve been so patient… Uhhhh, please! Please let me come!”

You smiled as you continued your pace up and down his cock, not taking your hand away this time. You’d denied him long enough. Just as much as you’d deprived yourself of the beautiful sight of Loki losing himself in ecstasy.

With a final twist of your wrist, you sent him over the edge.

Watching Loki come undone never failed to amaze you. His face grew slack as pleasure overwhelmed his senses. His back arched in a graceful bow, the image burning itself into your brain for you to conjure up during lonely nights when he was away on missions. Loki's moans were like music; your favorite song that you could play on a loop for hours without ever growing tired of it.

You enjoyed his expression of pure bliss for a second before your hand wrapped around him again, setting an almost brutal pace.

Loki's eyes flew open. Pain twisted his peaceful features as a whimper fell from his lips. A wordless plea for mercy.

Your lips stretched into a wicked grin.

"What, you thought I'd be satisfied watching you come once? Oh no… I'll keep going until you've got nothing left."

Tagging the rest of SAS, I think you might enjoy this 😄

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[homesickn]

Isn't bite also touch?

Chapter one! (Weekly updates)

(Loki x Female demon!reader, eventual smut!)

Check chapter two here!

SUMMARY: Loki was saved by a demon and now the demon girl is attached to him like a cat is attached to catnip.

Is this trickery? Is this Devil lying to Loki to gift him punishment?

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence (future chapters), angst, mentions of trauma, emotional manipulation, demonic creatures.

Tags: Hurt Loki, protective Loki, protective reader, grumpy Loki, fluff and angst, Grumpy/Sunshine, hurt/comfort, soft Loki at times (he's touch-starved but emotionally unstable), bubbly reader, (future) demon-sex.

Note: Hello! This is my first time writing for Loki and sharing a story of mine, English is not my first language so please be kind.

Everything has been made with lots of love, and I'll see if I add more tags as the story goes. If you like it, please let me know your thoughts!

“We caught him. We got Loki.” Steve Rogers bragged, spreading the news to the team through the tiny speaker the headphones had.

Some sighed relieved, others—specifically Tony, accompanied by Natasha, hurried to examine the cell he was going to stay at, temporarily, before being sent to receive Asgardian punishment.

Loki didn't seem even slightly defeated at the concept of staying in the cell once again, it's almost as if he's planned it, and with Loki, you could never know. He still had the smugness in his expression, but he lacked his army and scepter, so the Avengers couldn't help but be overly suspicious of his unbothered behavior.

The cell was intrinsically made to protect the external side from whatever— or whoever— was inside, a stronger, hopefully more long-lasting copy of the first that was destroyed before the official New York attack. The concept was created by S.H.I.E.L.D with the support of Stark to provide safety to everyone whenever Hulk decided to come out, and Loki knew it was still that way, but at the moment those were the special occasions in which it can be lent to any dangerous individual. 

But seeing as they had to strengthen the new cell, based on what happened to the first, Loki didn't know what the improvements of this one were.

Anyhow, none of the Avengers expected that a being was rushing to the same spot some of them were, at the same time. You hurried sneakily hoping not to be found, hiding in the shadows to find the local you were informed of.

The shadows moved with you whenever you walked, in the literal sense, and morphing to whatever shape you desired. The silence that your footsteps provided was unfamiliar to human (or enhanced humans, or alien) ears. 

When you arrived at the cell responsible for locking Loki — recently having discovered his name — you hesitated coming closer, seeing that Stark and Romanoff were there first. You chose the option of sticking to your shadows by the corner. 

“Second time you come here, and this time Banner is well-protected and miles away. Should you have a plan for this, we'll lock you again so you can see that you will always lose no matter what you try next.” Tony's voice was loud and clear, giving no room to thinking otherwise, that's what he always sounded like.

His confident tone did not manage to afflict Loki's expression, so if he did feel the impact or had a change of emotions, it was unknown to the two watching his every move.

Natasha kept a serious glare at him, one that'd inspire others to shiver until they even dare question the temperature of the room. She waited patiently to see if Loki would snap and try some escapade at any given moment.

He didn't. 

“I always have a plan, Stark. By now, you should know that. It would make our little encounters way simpler.” His velvety voice was surprisingly smooth and showed a contrast to the silence of the room, impacting them with the sophisticated and kept-together tone. Almost managing to make them shiver. 

At least Tony, not Natasha (she didn't seem to be easily intimidated). Or you, the one that's still in the shadows.

“Well, then you can calculate your plan for as long as you'd like, for as many days as it takes, 'cause you're not getting yourself out of this prison. We made sure of it.” Natasha stated, and Tony quickly nodded in response, glancing at Romanoff and having his eyes come back to Loki.

After that, you watched them leave. 

You could sense every moving thing in the huge room, your powers presented to you the incessant—and quite loud— heartbeat that was coming from Loki's chest. Blame it on yourself for being able to detect that but you silently wondered how they didn't notice.

After some more time spent in silence, you could sense Loki's nervousness increasing, it was palpable, and honestly, the atmosphere was becoming kind of pleasant to you, who decided to wait and analyze the way his emotions were changing.

Fear. Although he seemed to not want to demonstrate that, perhaps also afraid someone might be watching through the cameras.

Was nobody really going to come? 

You realized with disdain that maybe his plan involved counting on a third-party. This time he couldn't possibly understand the patterns of the cell beforehand, he also couldn't appeal to the team's distaste for each other, so a fight like the other time wouldn't be able to be induced.

Maybe he thought Thanos would come for him, seeing as he led the army of Chitauri. Maybe he thought he'd be tracked and they'd come for him again, to finish the mission.

You knew this, you knew everything that involved vulnerability. Humans were somehow unique in this matter, but Gods always carried something special within and most of the times it is related to their godlike trait of specialty. 

You get Zeus as an example: the leader of the Gods on Olympus, will always be scared of failure and being inferior, and when found in situations he sees as disrespectful his anger will always be human-like, his punishments will be tainted by an emotional and human anger. 

This is something special about the Gods we can live with, this is what makes them and their stories interesting to humans, the feelings and flaws. Semblance to humanity.

Their flaws are deeper and carry more pain than humans could possibly experience. The God of Mischief, Tricks and Lies carried a long-time pain and years of trauma for being betrayed and lied to. It was interesting to watch life be ironic and to see the flashback coming to life behind their eyes. 

To be frank, you weren't expecting him to depend on someone else to escape, it's supposed to be common nature for him by now. The distrust, the tricks any time, to be wise in the nature of misleading and manipulation. 

But anyhow, you decided to wait and check if any other noise or heartbeat would make a sound in the room.

It didn't, still just Loki. 

So you approached, still covered, protected from view by your shape-shifting shadows. 

The atmosphere was colder than you had expected once you were in front of the cell, your hands touched the armored glass. Invisible now, abandoning your shadows. You didn't know if the cold was coming from him or if they just kept the air that way. Probably both.

Loki was in the middle of the cell now, facing his bed for the night. 

His thoughts kept betraying his facial expressions, being louder than he allowed his face to show, they were a constant mess of scheming and planning different ways out, a bunch of diverse techniques for trickery with the intent of finding his freedom.

Honestly you were getting a bit of a headache, but you realized he clearly didn't know that to do. You could sense his restricted powers moving through his veins.

You touched the glass with your fingertips first, then, with your fingernails, applying a slight pressure to it. Making Loki violently flinch and turn his body back to the entrance expecting to see one of the Avengers there to taunt him. 

He saw nothing and immediately frowned due to that. Then relaxed, noticing there was nobody there and thinking it might have been something else. You wondered if he could sense you or if he thought it was an illusion.

You decided to make use of the fact he still kept his front to the entrance—where you secretly were— and once again slowly scratched the glass he was being kept in.

Loki visibly flinched once again. 

“Fine, I thought it was nothing at first but I can definitely feel someone here now. Who is it? Who's there?!” He asked out loud to the empty room.

You waited in silence, seeing his fear was quite the spectacle. It's humanly cruel to admit but the fear that comes from Gods are a treat to be felt and experienced. To you. 

You were slightly shocked he could feel your presence there, although it did answer the doubt you had before to know if he could feel your presence or not.

You were tempted to scare him further, so mischievously as you decided to be, you closed your hand to a fist and knocked on the glass. Different areas, at the same time.

He looked around dramatically quick, closed his expression after noticing this was possibly a trick. He got back in place and his eyes dared to look forward— frighteningly exactly where you are—, and crossed his arms, presenting a —also—dramatic stance.

“Very funny, really adorable. I don't enjoy playing with witches, especially ones that won't show themselves, I'll let you know. Take off the spell.”

Really? I thought he liked tricks. You guess fear changes people, you could laugh at his scaredy cat behavior some other time. 

You took off the spell and showed your human form to him, making a mental note of how he seemed to gasp when you appeared out of nowhere. You noticed the cell seemed to restrict his powers although it seemed not to erase it completely, which is a capable downfall for the team of humans, they should've checked this before.

You presented yourself in a full black uniform with a long matching cape covering your shoulders, and your hair was kept down and loosen. The most noticeable detail was the metal mask you kept covering your nose and mouth. Allowing him to stare only at your eyes, not being able to see your full face.

“Loki, Loki of Asgard.” Your voice broke the silence, your eyes seemed to shine a little brighter after pronouncing the words.

He stared at you, his eyes questioning and doubtful, multiple questions running through his mind.

“And who are you? One more of the freaks coming to teach me how to behave in midgardian society? How do you know who I am?”

“Let's humbly say that I'm here to…save you,” he couldn't help but laugh at that.

“And what's that supposed to mean? You were in silence just then for a while, you clearly want something from me, and I want to know what it is. And I wish to know who you are, or maybe…who you're probably working for.”

“One of Thanos' children?” he thought, you don't care enough to ask what it means. 

You gave him a strange look he could not decipher.

“I work for no one, only myself. You can think of me as an angel, if you want, or if you need it. But I want to help you. Your powers have drawn me to you.”

“No angel would ever assume they feel drawn to greatness or power, I can only believe you may be a witch,” he eyed you up and down again, you noticed he seemed to do it a lot. Like he was constantly trying to understand things about you.

“No, I'm no witch. But I do admire them,” you let your head down a bit, then stare at him. Allowing your hands to try and reach the glass once again.

His eyes widened even before you managed to complete the touch. He thought you were going to scratch it again.

“No, no, don't do that! Stop scratching the glass!”

“Don't worry, I'm merely touching it this time.” you reached the glass and analyzed it, your hands glowing a black flowing matter, your powers, attempting to understand what it was made of and what could be its weakness. “Someone really doesn't want you to come out, it seems. The cell is reinforced by an invisibility spell that's hiding a layer of Adamantium.” 

“I don't know what that is, but the cell wasn't built for me that's for sure.” 

“It's a special metal, possibly the second strongest metal on Earth. Maybe it was built for you, or maybe not. I could sense your powers from miles away. You're more powerful than you think you are, with more experience you could turn a prison of Adamantium into multiple pieces.” 

He seemed to get angrier at what you said. Immediately scowling at you.

“Are you claiming I'm not experienced with magic? What would you know?! I'm over a thousand years of magic experience, I'm pretty sure I can handle anything by now.”

“Then break the cage yourself.” you simply stated. “Do it then.” 

“I can't, you dim-witted creature. As you can see, my magic is restricted.” He gesticulated to the cell around him, crossed his arms and looked at you.

“I know you carry more power than the supreme sorcerer in person. Again, if you had more faith in yourself mayhaps you'd be able to break it and find your way out on your own.” Your eyes wandered to the ground, making it seem like you didn't even care much, turning around slightly as if to go away. 

“And you…you can break it?” he asked after some seconds, lowering his voice. 

You turned back, looking over the whole glass. Your body leaned a bit backwards with you, showing a bit of drama through your movements. 

Then you placed yourself exactly where you were, and straightened your posture to speak to him.

“Yes, yes I can break it for you. I'll help you.” You decided. He seemed overly suspicious of every movement you made.

Placing your hand on the glass you let yourself feel all the tingly numbness that comes with allowing your powers to overcome, then you feel the glass start shattering under your fingertips. The strength of the material was stronger than anything you were used to physically handle daily.

Surprisingly, Loki's hand started glowing a light green color and his eyes closed as if putting the same effort as you into attempting to break the glass, less than he usually would be able to but still trying. His body got closer to the glass, not actually daring to touch it yet.

Your powers together managed to crack the top of his glass cell, this was when the loud warning noise came along, ringing in your ears and making you flinch. 

Loki grew alarmed and his magic was visibly weakening as the noise took over all the place. Seeing as these were extreme measures, you started putting double the effort to break it faster.

“It would be incredibly great if you could just help me again. It was good before, it was working.” You told him to make him pay attention to you once again. “You shouldn't let your emotions get in the way like that, I can sense your desperation from here, it's distracting!” 

He looked at her in disbelief but he put his hands in front of himself again, his powers grew strongly green and the glass cracked more and more. 

“You talk about desperation but I'm not the one that's raising my voice…” He muttered in the middle of everything.

“If you helped me I wouldn't need to!”

“Didn't you say you could do everything by yourself?” 

“I'm just saying in a matter of hurry to get you out, it would be great to have your powers help me break the second most powerful metal on Earth!”

“You should thank the gods that I-”

“Well I don't! I simply DON'T thank the gods,” you said louder than before. He seemed surprised but quickly recomposed himself. “And stop attempting a threat, should the humans arrive I can let myself out easily. Be more grateful.”

“As if! For all I know you must be a witch planning on kidnapping me… But seeing as being with the midgardian costume-show is worse, I don't mind the entertainment of being kidnapped by a…“ He took a pause to look at you, and you raised an eyebrow at him, slightly tilting your head. “Uh…insane, scary witch.” 

You could feel the heat increase and the announcement that there was an escape plan happening kept ringing loudly into the ears of both you. It would be a matter of time until the Avengers could track you and come back to the room. You both turned your heads to the entrance door that was right behind you, nothing yet.

Loki watched as your eyes seemed to go completely black in an instant, hands were getting shakier both yours and Loki's, then in the blink of an eye, the glass smashed in tiny little pieces. 

Loki put his arms in front of his face due to the impact but you didn't, your hands were still glowing with darkness and gray speckles of light as the magic slowly dissolved. One of the multiple pieces of glass crossed your forehead marking a small bleeding cut, that's when you noticed you probably should have had the reaction to protect your body to the glass. You noticed a few tinier pieces made contact with your mask, making a quiet but obvious sound of ripping steel, only a little, but what a shame.

You didn't want Loki to get too suspicious of you so you didn't make it heal faster, you let it bleed a little and it's close to your left eye. 

You watch it with interest, you quite like blood, you like the reminder you can bleed.

Putting your hand to the light wound and taking a bit of the blood on your skin, you let it taint your fingers a little red.

“We should go then.” You stated as a final decision.

You noticed that the moment the glass was destroyed, Loki's eyes seemed to get a bright blue shade for an instant, they even seemed a bit lost, then they went back to the green-grayish tone. 

“Wait, we could–”

You teleported both of your ways out of there, right before the Avengers arrived. 

★

You realized your plan carried no real structure and it upset you immensely. Now you were stuck in an isolated mossed area with an alien God that appeared to be in deep distress.

“You know this is great, where in the all the Nine even are we?” He looked around at that, checking the varied tree species the place had. And turned to look at you in disbelief.

“Are we still in the United States?!” He questioned loudly once again and started walking straight ahead.

“If there wasn't such pressure on us I could have teleported us somewhere nicer. I couldn't let them be too close,” with that you followed right behind him, managing to keep your footsteps steadier to make it seem as if you know what you're doing.

“If you had waited a little before teleporting us I could have gotten the Tesseract back! If we had the Tesseract I'd manage to find somewhere to hide, very far from here… You didn't let me dictate our plan and now look where we are,”

“The Tesseract?” You asked a bit confused, then you slowly nodded as you just remembered seeing something about that. “The bright blue cube the Avengers carried with them? Is it important?” You were curious now.

“Yes, it is property of Asgard. And it should be with me. They took it from me.” He started going faster and you hurried to match his steps. 

“First of all, why? Second of all,” you paused as you tripped on the rocks. “Ugh. Second of all- I definitely should be the one on the front. Let me lead the way.” 

You certainly didn't appreciate feeling inferior.

You ran a little to go and stay in front of him, turning your back to Loki and proceeding to walk first.

The Asgardian behind you was confused by the suddenness of your actions, and stomped his foot seemingly taking your choice as insolence.

“Where are we?! What the Hel is going on?!” 

“I told you I was going to save you. I did, I took you out of that god forsaken cell, I freed you.”

“Freedom would be a solid belief if I could be by myself right now.” 

“Hey. I have been nothing but nice,” you don't know why you were defensive. “And you have yet to mention why the Tesseract should be with you. I said I can do anything, if you convince me, maybe I can bring it to you,” you said firmly and stared right at him.

That made him pause his steps for a while, you were almost near a tunnel. You paused as well.

He blinked, and looked at you before speaking.

“It's the space stone, a stone that allows you to teleport anywhere you want at any given moment. It controls space in time, and I was using it to my benefit for my plans.”

You looked down to the floor deep in thought with that. Keeping quiet for a little.

“You don't need that, you have me.”

He stared at you quietly too, you almost didn't notice how his eyes shined a little greener after your words, looking… lively, or honest.

 “You'd…move us whenever we needed?”

“Yes, of course,” you exclaimed bubbly.

Everything seemed warmer to you, noticing the Tesseract wasn't going to ruin your plans if you lacked it, your powers are useful enough for that. 

He looked at you oddly, then kept walking. Indicating with his hands that you should walk as well, silently not caring anymore if you're first. 

“I wish you would tell me who you are. The only thing I can see other than your eyes is the mask.”

“You wish for me to take off the mask?” You smiled sardonically. “Are you this curious?”

“You did call yourself an angel,” he began. Your eyes turned slightly darker at the mention, but you were looking at the floor, you kept smiling under the mask.

“I did, yes. I am one, somehow,” you lied. 

You know he can see through your lies, he chose not to comment.

The tunnel was right in front of you two now, you both kept walking. It brought nothing but humid ground with water puddles that kept announcing you in the dark, sometime or another you could hear the small noise of a bug.

Overall, it was quite cold. You thought the cold in the cell had been due to keeping the atmosphere that way, but Loki's presence felt as cold as the air around you, literally.

“Are you cold?” You asked. 

“Hm?” He was distracted analyzing his whereabouts. “No, why? Is it cold? I didn't notice.”

You hummed, you were kind of sensitive to the cold so you weren't sure if you were the one on the wrong. Maybe it was just the tunnel.

Either way, you opened your hands spreading all your fingers, absorbing as much warmth as the place could have.

You noticed Loki's fingertips growing immediately the green it gets when he uses his powers, and…oh.

He conjured you a blanket. A dark green one, that looked very soft.

“I'm a gentleman, I can't let you go cold.” he looked at you and waited for you to take it.

Still, you kept your hands growing warmer and warmer, you got both of them together and huddled a tiny speckle of… fire.

You were satisfied with that, but made it a bit bigger. Now you carried a small flame in the air among your fingers, and your entire hands were glowing red. You felt warm enough, the pyrokinesis required the warmth of your entire body. 

You didn't notice Loki's admiration right beside you, his eyes sparkling with the movements of your fingers through the air.

“You can control fire? Impressive,” he said in awe. 

“It's nothing,” your cheeks felt just as warm as your hands, you supposed you could blame it on the pyrokinesis effect. “You can still give me the blanket, put it around me or something,” you moved your shoulders trying to demonstrate.

So he did, he placed it around your shoulders. It wasn't exactly long, good because it wouldn't touch the dirty ground. Or come close to it.

As you two walked the rest of the tunnel, now feeling less cold than before, a green light flowed by your side again. Loki's hand grew a green light to help us see the dark way in front of us, the fire helped already but it's nice that he thought to add to it.

You just assumed he liked feeling useful as much as you.

Maybe you were a creature cursed to desiring greatness for eternity, however, his powers did draw you to him even further. Your eyes brighten as you look at the green surrounding his fingertips. 

He looks at you curiously, eyes changing from his hands to your face back and forth.

Both of you don't say anything. 

★

The 'Avengers' as they have recently been named, decided the world was under a giant threat again seeing as Loki had not only escaped but he did so with the help of an unknown person.

This opened possibilities for a thousand different theories. Maybe the God of Mischief had fans, but it'd be really quick enough for them to plan and manage to save him?

Plus, they knew the 'person' was powerful when checking the cameras, seeing the woman appear out of nowhere, and seeing they teleported together. At first they thought Loki was the responsible one for that, but what if he wasn't? It mainly worried them the fact that humans —if it was what saved him— do not simply have superpowers like that.

It became a S.H.I.E.L.D case the second they discovered.

“What if he has more aliens he brainwashed?” Clint asked at the table. “I don't wanna deal with these aliens any more for today, I've had enough.”

“Considering the fact you were just brainwashed by the guy, I can give you that,” Natasha answered, putting a hand on his shoulder. She looked at him more caringly afterwards when the others weren't paying attention to them. Saying quietly: “Are you okay? Don't you think it's better if you rest for now?”

“I'll have enough time to rest after we get that serial killer slash crazy alien back to the cells. Or better yet, out of this planet.” With that, he looked at the other teammates.

Tony was checking the securities and zooming in on the screens, recording to save every detail of the presented outfit, mask, all the angles of this person, anything he could get.

Thor was relentless, demanding to know any information the humans could grant him with. He didn't understand how it wasn't quicker to locate him.

For him it seemed more like a family missing thing than a mass murderer villain missing, they guessed that after all, Loki was still his brother and Thor still had such a big heart.

“If this being is more powerful than my brother is, I don't think we'll find them in these…” Thor turned and gesticulated to the cameras Stark was studying the scenes from. “What are these again?” He mumbled in a hurry, just wanting to get his point across.

“Cameras.” Steve replied.

“Cameras! Of course,” Thor said again making a dramatic case with his booming voice, “I need to check in Asgard to see if he's not there, maybe the Asgardians even know something…I don't know, I'm not sure.” He kept looking around nervously, and picking on his hands as he spoke.

“Thor, relax. We're going to find him, it's our main mission to get a hold of this freak.” Bruce replied now. “If there's one thing about our group of very strange individuals is that we don't like to fail, we're too arrogant for that.”

“Speak for yourself, I'm far from arrogant.” Tony replied clicking on another screen and bringing it closer to him, the technology making the images clearer.

Steve tries to hide a snort, and Natasha can't help but actually laugh. “Come on now, it's not time for jokes.”

“Yeah, don't make us laugh,” she says.

“Is this amusing to you, Steve?” Tony said. Looking away from the screen. “If you think I'm too arrogant-”

“I have no time for this.” Thor turned around, picking Mjolnir with extreme ease and turning it in the air. “I'll be out for a while. If you find news about my brother don't forget to look up to the sky and scream very loudly the name 'HEIMDALL', please.” He made sure to give a quiet scream to interpretate them screaming to Heimdall.

“And who's that Heimdall guy again?” Clint asked.

“The man that sees it all. The guardian of Asgard. I asked him for news regarding Loki's location, but he seems to find absolutely nothing, it's unbelievable. He said there's strong magic protecting his surroundings, or him in itself.”

“If Loki is on Asgard, make sure to send us a letter or a text message to warn us and proceed be sure to keep him there, forever, no need to bring him back.” Tony said dismissively. “We've got enough trouble as it is.”

“Well, now you're just being rude. I bet Loki didn't mean any real harm with his actions. He wasn't like that before.” Thor replied once again, and then turned to the exit to go outside. “Again, if you find anything of him, make sure to yell to the sky!”

The moment Thor left and they saw the rainbow appear through the window and make quite a loud opening, Natasha looked at them and said:

“So who's going to be the one to take the role of insane and yell at the sky?” She asked with a smile.

“Hopefully no one, his brother might be having a blast with Asgardians chicks in a pool, if they have those there. And everything will go back to normal, we'll have no need to worry,” Tony said.

“Just because that's what you'd been doing if you escaped prison doesn't mean that that's what Loki's doing right now.” Steve argued.

“Who let the popsicle speak again? I don't know about you, but other people are familiar with the concept of having sex-”

“Is this conversation really necessary, Tony?” Steve argued back.

“Well, hopefully Tony's right about not needing to worry and-”

Mary Hill entered the room before Bruce could finish the sentence, “Am I interrupting? I apologize, I hate to be the bringer of bad news…actually, no, I'm alright with that.” She said menancingly. After that, she put a laptop on the table they were meeting at.

Also, putting next to it a bunch of information resources, such as multiple other tablets and laptops containing images that are some blurry and others in perfect quality. One of them even contained an image of a woman, seemingly an ID, but they weren't sure.

“Fury was in contact with other agents that could know anything about the characteristics the unknown person had. They studied the height, the weight, the length of their hair, and other things. We tried to study the precise gender this person has but aren't so sure, so we call it Being, they weren't even sure it's human. Still, they checked the powers, the speed in which the glass was broken, everything they could through the images. Changed the angles and studied for news about it, checking specifically also the mask she wore.”

While she narrated every step of the professionals she opened one of the screens and displayed it to another device to share Fury's screen. That's when he began to talk to them, to tell the story through his side as well.

“The creature, we were looking first for witches or any enhanced human beings such as other possible soldiers like Rogers. We were both relieved and worried to see it wasn't the case, our work couldn't be granted with much, but what we found of it should be enough for now to know what we're working with.”

Hill presented a specific image on screen, one that seemed like the one on the ID, the 'woman' had her eyes wide open seeing as she had to look directly at the camera for the important exam.

The image was black and white, of course. But she had her eyes completely empty, the document was inked with white the part where her eyes should be.

“They checked for occurrences and similar characteristics on other people surrounding the same places. What we found complicated is that the situations in which people disappeared like that and appeared out of nowhere were brought up by different people in different parts of the world.” The images kept moving to present women, men and children, not much, probably just up to eight identities that they could collect from around the whole world. “But what's most interesting is that, none of these people actually exist.”

Fury stated and caused the silence of the room to grow instantly tense. They immediately found that frightening.

“Has Loki really been planning the attack on New York for that long? This must be related to him somehow. When, how-” Clint began and was interrupted by Fury again.

“These people would appear on a certain day and disappear at any moment. It was uncertain, it has no pattern, we're in doubt of our process because we can't seem to be sure just one person could be responsible for this. And we're unsure of Loki's relation to this being, at least any relation before today.”

The pictures presented could vary from news where there would be people morphing out of shadows or coming out of something slimy to become human. They weren't sure these things were related to one another but they carried similarities with the pattern of power presented in the cell earlier.

There were videos of men, women, even animals, morphing into something else. And mainly all of them had to be related to the shadows one time or another, that's all they had, they had to stick to it.

“We believe we're dealing with a shapeshifter, and even worse… We believe it's a demon.”

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[ren-does-bullshit]

Jump "Scare"

Loki was in his room doing something and you didn't know what, you got bored watching TV so you decided to sneak into his room to scare him. Little to your knowledge he was in the middle of jerking off as you decided to scare him, he was getting close too, he's facing the wall unaware he forgot to lock his door. You quietly open it and sneak over to his bed, he's being quiet because he's trying to concentrate on cumming, you are right behind him now as he's sitting on his bed and suddenly he moans loudly. You look over his shoulder and see what he's doing and you can't let this beautiful opportunity pass, you grab him by his hair and smile at him "need some help?~" you say watching as his expression changes to pure shock and he immediately pulls his hand away from his dick and he slowly begins to process that your in his room offering to help him cum. hesitantly, he speaks "yes..- please..-

You begin to move closer to him and you kiss him passionately while smiling a bit tugging at his hair, causing him to moan softly. With the hand not gripping his hair you reach down and grip his dick and squeeze it a bit causing him to groan, you begin jerking him off fast and watch him gasp and groan in pleasure at what your doing. Slowly, you get in front of him and shove him to where he's laying down "your adorable darling look at how hard you are for me~" you say as he gets flustered and stares at you with lust filled eyes as your jerking him off, he's squirming and moaning under your gentle touch. "Hmm I wonder if your into hair pulling.." you proceeded to tug on his hair and he groaned in response, you smiled at his adorable reaction, "by chance do you have any toys? And if you don't, could you conjure someone for me to use on you?" He nods in response and soon an array of sex toys covers the bed around you both, you pick up a vibrating cock ring and smile as you slide it onto him carefully, you then pick up a strap on. "We'll save that for later~" you toss it down next to you grabbing some lube from next to him and coating your fingers in it, after you do that you stare at him as you slide a finger inside. His breath hitches as you manage to slide your finger over his prostate you continue to hit that spot for a little while and he's moaning and whining, he lets out a loud whine as you remove your finger "I have a better idea then this my sweet baby boy~"

Loki was now at your mercy on his bed with a small vibrating butt plug in his ass at full speed, you were sucking on his nipples and every time he'd move he ended up making the plug hit his prostate. As your sucking on his nipples you slowly slide your other hand down onto his dick and turn on the cock ring, he bucks his his hips up trying to feel more pleasure from you, making you smirk "I see your desperate to cum for me~" you say with a sadistic smile on your face right before you kiss him deeply. You start to jerk him off carefully as to not accidentally take off the ring "f-fuck..~ m-mistress..~ it f-feels s-so good..~" he moans as you speed up and begin to leave bite marks and hickeys all over his neck "I'm glad you like it baby because we're just getting started~" you smile as you stop jerking him off to turn off the butt plug, you grab a bigger one and take the old one out, he whines at the loss of feeling something inside him, you cover the bigger plug in lube before sliding it into his hole. He moans loudly at the feeling of something bigger entering him "m-mistress can you p-please continue n-now?..~" he whines out as your pressing your hand on the toy trying to press it further in. "Yeah sure just give me a moment to do something~" you turn the bigger plug on to full speed and smile as he moans loudly and tries to cover his mouth with his hands. You pull them away from his mouth and smile at him, "f-fuck m-mommy c-can I p-please cum!..~" you look him in the eyes and see he's drooling and his eyes keep trying to role back from the amount of pleasure your giving him, you stop touching him and turn off the cock ring and butt plug and he looks like he is going to cry, and then you begin to strip

Your on the bed in front of him completely naked with a strap on you, you climb above him a bit and stare him in the eyes "think your stretched enough to take this?~" he nods his head and whimpers as you thrust into him slowly, he loves how full he feels as you thrust in and out of him, nothing would be better to him at this moment, you pick up yout pace and his soft groans turn into needy moans as you hit his prostate mercilessly watching as he moans and struggles to speak "f-fuck…~ so g-good..~ a-ah..~ m-more please..~" your surprised when he finally manages to tell you he wants more pleasure, you smile, turning the vibrating cock ring back on and watching his eyes roll back a bit. "No cumming till I say so my love~" he loves how dominant you are with him but part of him wouldn't mind being dominant himself, that can be for a later time though, for now he will be as submissive and obedient for you as he can, "f-fuck!..~ c-can I c-cum p-please!..~" your thrusting faster now and smiling "Just hold on a bit longer my prince I promise I'll let you cum soon~" he squirms and whines while moaning your name and other things, he doesn't think he can form words, hes focusing on making sure he doesn't disobey you and its making his brain all fucked out, eventually he finds words again, not many though "c-cum?..~ p-please..~" you smile knowing he wont be able to stop himself much longer, you pretend to think about it for a moment as you thrust faster, pounding into him. "Go ahead be my good boy and cum for me..~" the second the words leave your mouth he cums hard while moaning your name loudly, you slow your thrust a bit trying to ease him out of his high, hes panting and trying to catch his breath as you slowly stop thrusting into him, you wait till he's caught his breath before you slowly pull out of him, he groans lightly as the strap on slips out of him

You let him rest for 10 minutes before getting up and getting a damp towel to clean him up with, you carefully clean any of the cum on him off and your extra careful cleaning it off his dick, "thank you.." he mumbles as you leave his side to grab him some water and a snack. "It was my pleasure.. Loki" you say hesitantly, unsure how he'll react to you saying that after everything, you smile leaving his room and he thinks about the events that led to this moment, to think if he didn't forget to lock his door he never would of gotten the chance to make his fantasies become reality.. you walk back into the room with a small bottle of apple juice and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and you hand him the juice "got to make sure I hydrate and make sure your well fed after all of that" you kiss his forehead and he blushes a bit "I love you.." he says nervously to you.. you pause for a moment to think. "I love you too Loki.."

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[noe-pri08]

Loki x Y/n

Summary: You are the new recruit living in the tower and you have your first interaction with Loki, what he doesn’t know is that you have a… special personality

Your powers are that you can control the elements and you can control and read minds

I'm sorry If there are any mistakes, English isn't my first language

 You were in the library reading a book that Thor recommended me about The Avengers when Loki enters

Loki seems slightly surprised to see you there “The elemental, you’re reading?”

“No, I just like hold books. You’re Loki right?” you say sarcastically, making a grin

He nods “Indeed I am. I’m the God of Mischief, and you are the elemental?

“Yeah but I prefer Y/n”

He chuckles “My apologies Y/n. But it is a mighty name isn’t it? Elemental” He says the word as if it were some riddle “Well, Y/n why not follow me and we can talk in somewhere more private?” Loki has a sly smile on his face

“Okay” you follow him, being a bit suspicious because of his background and what not. He seems a bit much enthusiast about being in private. Some minutes later you get to a quiet room. He smiles and closes the door behind the both of you

“So…elemental. What can you do” he says while looking you up and down

“I control the elements and minds, but I also can read them” you are alert for whatever might happen

“Read mind you say?” He looks at you chuckles “Well that should come in handy for spying and stuff” he smiles

“Yeah, that’s why I’m here”

“And do you control all the elements too?” he asks with curiosity

“Yeah. Fire, water, wind and earth” you answer

He smiles at you and nods “Maybe you could demonstrate them?”

You agree and make fire come out of your hand while you summon a burst of wind

He chuckles and smiles “That should be enough proof” he looks at you a bit more and then speaks softly “I like your powers elemental, they could be very useful. I wonder what I could do with you as an advantage”

“What do you mean?” you say suspicious and prepared to fight in case you need to causing to smirk

“You think I’m going to attack you? Me? I would never do such a thing. What I am going to do is offer you a deal…”

“Well you see Loki, you attacked New York and I’m sorry but I’m not that kind of things you know” you smile at him with irony

He looks at you annoyed “Not that again! Let’s forget that” he waves dismissively “You can help me with my future plans. Together we could accomplish things you wouldn’t expect. The gods themselves would bow before us!” Loki seems to get more and more excited while talking about this

You look surprised “But I don’t want that , I just want help the innocent people, I wanna defend them. Besides, I’ve heard your plans are lead the Earth and I’m not interested” you say, refusing to help him

He laughs a bit “So what? I could make things better for Earth if I led it. If I controlled it…I could achieve better things then this so called Avengers group ever could”

“But, like I said, I don’t want to”

Loki starts to get annoyed “Look, let me explain to you what you do don understand elemental. I am the master of mind manipulation, I could make you do things you would never dream of doing. I have this gift. I could change the world…And I could start by making you into being on my side and achieving my plans” Loki smirks “You may not want to join me. But as I will show you…You don’t have a choice” he thinks he’s the best, but I’m here to demonstrate him that his wrong

“I do have a choice, you know why? Because I can also manipulate minds, including yours”

He chuckles “You think I would be affected by your powers?” Loki smirks even more “Elemental… I am a God. I would laugh at your pitiful attempts”

“You sure? Let’s try” I control his mind, making him feel hurt

He starts to feel pain and his eyes widen “What have you done elemental?!” he stumbles back holding his head in

“You think I can’t control you, that I’m not strong enough, so I’m showing you otherwise. I think you underestimated me and my powers” you say looking at him angry due to he didn’t think you were capable of have power over him

He kneels down on the floor holding his head in pain “Aghh…you are not going to give me much choice with this are you elemental?” Loki looks at you

“Say I can control you, say that you’ll stop your stupid plans, and then I’ll stop” you say, looking down on him

“Okay, okay. You have a small edge over me elemental. But what if I told you that I can give you something that you’ve never felt before?” he says struggling to talk

“What?” you ask, still angry and faking interest about what he says

He stands up straight and smirks “If you work with me elemental, you’ll learn things. Knowledge that normal humans, and even other gods wouldn’t dare know. What do you say elemental?” Loki is still in pain but it’s going away. He looks at you with a serious face

“I don’t think I need to learn anything more” you say bored

He chuckles “But knowledge is the most powerful weapon that one can wield. I have the knowledge… and I can unlock your potential that you’ve never realised you had” Loki’s face turns from serious to a more calm tone. And I’m offering all of this to you elemental” he is still recovering from your mind manipulation and you think it has affected him more than you expected, because everything he says is more and more stupid

“I won’t collaborate in such plans as yours” you firmly and tired of his perseveration

He laughs slightly “Why don’t you trust me elemental? Don’t I seem like a nice and caring person?” Loki smiles “I am offering you the chance to unlock the most powerful version of yourself. Just take my hand elemental…just accept my deal”

You chuckle “First, did you really have to ask that? Let’s see, you attacked an entire town just because you wanted to, now you’re saying stupid things about Gods bowing before us and you’re the God of Mischief, that’s why I don’t trust you” you smile sarcastically at him “second, no you don’t exactly look like a nice and caring person, but I’ll accept” you are curious so you take his hand

He smiles triumphantly “You’ll see, I am the God of Mischief after all…I’ll treat you like royalty. You’ll enjoy the knowledge that I give you”

“I am warning you, as soon as you say something I don’t wanna do I’ll go, understood?”

He nods and smiles “Understood. I’ll be fair with you elemental”

“You’ll have to do something more, I can’t accept just your word, you’re the God of Mischief after all” you say, not trusting him

He smirks and leans in “Look elemental, if I wanted to make you do something you don’t want to, I would’ve done so already. But I respect your choices for now”

“Okay, I guess that will have to be enough” you nod

Loki’s smirk grows wider and wider “That’s right elemental. Now come with me and I shall show you things you’ve never seen before” Loki smiles and starts walking to the door and you follow him. Loki is leading both of you across the base until he stops infront of the door and the opens it. When he opens you see something that surprises you. Loki smiles and beckons you to come inside with him “Just come in elemental, there is something I wanna show you”

You enter the room, looking amazed at everything. There are lots of computers and scientific equipment. He has made a fully advanced lab. There are even weapons that are all laid out. He turns to you and smiles

“What do you think elemental?” he asks

“What are the weapons for” you say

He chuckles “Well we never know when a problem happens right elemental? So it’s best to be prepared. What if another Loki came to this universe? Wouldn’t we have to be prepared for that” Loki chuckles as he speaks, but he is being serious though

“We have to be prepared for you, I don’t wanna even think about two of you” you say absent as you keep looking around

He laughs “You see my point right elemental. I am a God after all so we better prepare for that” Loki smiles. He then gestures for you to come with him to another part of the lab “Come elemental, I have a present for you”

We walk over to some sort of weapon “Now elemental, you do not only have the ability to control the elements right? You can also read minds…what if…” he turns to you and smirks “I took away that ability?” Loki chuckles “What if I showed you how to not only boost your powers… but to make your mind control a lot stronger, what do you think elemental” he starts to grin widely

“Are you insane? You’re not gonna take my powers away. And even if you try to, you know what I’m capable of to defend myself” you threaten him

Loki seems slightly irritated at your remark “So hostile aren’t you elemental? “ he smiles “And how do you know that that I don’t  have the power to take it?” he starts walking towards you slightly

“I don’t know, and I don’t trust you either” it makes him laugh

“I don’t think that you have any choice elemental…if you do not do what I ask you to I’ll simple take it from you” he smirks and walks over to you. You can feel the presence of his mind control powers growing

You smile widely “You sure about that?” you askand start manipulating him again, but this time stronger

He falls to the ground in pain “Agh!! What… are you… doing elemental? Stop!!” Loki seems in a lot more pain this time

“This is nothing compared to what I could do to you if you try to take my powers, and don’t think I don’t have the ability to” you say to him, your jaw clenching

He touches his head in pain “S-s-stop it!!” Loki struggles to try and speak as you still had control of his mind. He seems to be in a huge amount of pain, this was a lot more intense than before

I stop it “Do you get my point Loki?”

He starts feeling a bit better, but seems very irritated at you. Then he gets up and dusts himself off and smile “How about we get to your present?”

I nod, waiting for him to tell something, hoping it’s not something stupid

“Okay elemental, now that you know I have some special technology here. Loki smirks and walks over to…a strange looking collar

“What is that?”  you say suspiciously

He giggles a bit “This, elemental, that will revolutionize your powers. This collar will boost your mind control abilities with a boost of your elemental powers” Loki smiles “I just need you to wear this collar and your powers will grow”

“Well, we have a problem now” I make a grin “Cause I’m not gonna put that on” I smile at him

He sighs and smiles “I’ll make sure you put it on elemental. Don’t you want your powers to increase in strength? I know you do”

“No, I don’t. I’m okay with my powers being like this” I smile at him

He smiles and comes closer to you “Elemental, you have to trust me. I am giving you the chance of a lifetime. To boost your powers and even to help you control your powers fully. I’ll help you achieve things that you never thought were possible”

“That’s another problem, I don’t trust you, besides if it isn’t dangerous put it on you neck”

He grins “Me? Why should I? I’m a God, my powers are as strong as they can get. It is safe, just put in on and I’ll give the key” he seems very eager to have you put the collar on

“No, I’m sorry but I’ll go. Thanks for showing me…this” you say and then start walking to the door, wanting to get the hell out of there

He reaches out and puts his hand on your shoulder gently “Elemental, I can’t let you go, you could tell someone or the avengers could see it. I cannot risk it” his grip turns tighter holding you in place. You can feel the presence of his powers over your shoulder

“I won’t tell, let me go” your eyes turn purple because of your powers

He senses your powers as they flare up “I’m sorry elemental, I’ve tried to be fair with you… but I can’t let you go. You will be wearing that collar and you will serve me” he seems to be getting mad

“I said no” you control Loki, making it impossible for him to move

He tries to move but he can’t. He looks surprised and horrified. He seems to be trying to get your mind control off. A few moments later you stop it

He is very angry “What are you doing elemental??!! Don’t you dare do that again. Loki grabs your arm tightly and looks at you serious. I need that collar on you elemental, I need it “ his grip in your arm get tighter

“Well, I would prefer that it was your hand what is on my neck” you seductively, kind of controlling him

He blushes slightly “Oh…well if you insist elemental” he smiles slightly and puts his hand gently on your neck. Then leans in closer and whispers in your ear “You know Elemental…you have a lot more power than you think” he leans closer to you

“I know” you whisper in his ear and with your powers you push him, making his back crash on a wall

“What are you doing elemental” His mood changes “Oh, what would you do if I did something much more intimate with you?” Loki smirks as he speaks seductively

“You really think that you’re…seductive voice was gonna work on me?

He smiles “Maybe, but I bet there are other ways to seduce you. I know that your body…is as beautiful as the gods” he says while looking at you up and down “What if I tried getting a bit more…intimate with you in other ways elemental? Would that get you to comply with me?”

“No, for that I would go with your brother, lo looks nicer than you” you say teasing him

He smirks “Oh, I’m hurt. I see, you are sucker for the nicer gods” you nod “Well elemental you aren’t going to escape my grasp. I need you, I need your powers to achieve my future plans” Loki stares at you. He gets closer to you again and leans next to your ear “I know a lot of ways to seduce you elemental and I know for certain that there is a way to do it”

“ You don’t know everything Loki, and I can assure you that I won’t let you use my powers to achieve your little stupid plans” you say to him

He chuckles and leans in “Oh but I know there is a way…I just have to find it. All you need is…a little temptation to bring out your true nature” Loki smirks and leans back, he looks at you with a smile

“Really?” you say innocent “and what is that?”

He walks closer and whispers “Oh elemental…all I need to do is find your weakness, your true desires. Then I’ll have under my control” Loki seems to be having fun talking to you in like this and you’re starting to like it too

“Well, I assure you, that you won’t find them” you raise a mental shield

His smirk grows wider, making you a bit nervous, but you hide it “If I find your weakness you will be mine, and I will find it elemental. You are a unique one elemental, even I can’t understand you completely, you are a mysterious one. When I find your weakness this little shield will be nothing”

“You’re not the God of Magic, your powers were taught to you, I was born with them, they’re more powerful”

“I know elemental, I know your magic is more…natural but you do not realize how powerful I am. I may not be the God of Magic but I am a god of the same tier” he leans in again and whispers to you “You know, I’ve been wanting to tell you this, but you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen”

“I know, and you know what Loki?” you say charmingly and put your hands on his chest “I am also very clever and there is no way I would fall in your little games”

He smiles and looks at you “You’re much more intelligent than I thought, and I know that you won’t fall in my games, but do you wanna know why I keep trying to seduce you? Do you wanna know why I find you so tempting?”

You chuckle and smile at him softly “Why?”

“You may be beautiful and very clever, but I like something else too more than your beauty and intelligence” he whispers seductively in your ear “wanna know what are they?”

“Yes, that would only boost my ego” you say smiling

“Let me tell you…your hair, your eyes, your lips. They all fascinate me. I go mad over you. This outfit you’re wearing? I fucking love it, so tight so it embraces your curves, you breasts and your hips so amazingly, you’re absolutely beautiful elemental” Loki stares at your outfit a bit too long

“Everything you said? I already knew it, I’ve heard so many times, I have so many men on their knees for me. But I admit that it sounds so much better from your lips” you touch his lip with the of your fingers, making him feel nervous

He leans even more “You have men on their knees for you?” he chuckles “And how do you make them kneel before you?”

“I do nothing, they just kneel, I don’t even need to use my powers”

“I must confess elemental…I think I’m on my knees now” Loki is looking at you with an attractive smile. He gets closer to you and whispers “What would you have me do y/n?

I smile at him “First I would have to see you on your knees to believe it”

He chuckles and then gets down on his knees while his gaze is focused on you “Is this okay y/n?”

“More than okay Loki” you say and put your hands in his hair

He looks up to you “Is this what you wanted elemental? To have me kneeled for you? What do I get out of this darling?”

You are enjoying this a lot “You get this view of me, isn’t it enough for you?” you said innocent and take his chin making him look at you

“Oh believe me, I love this view, you can watch me being in my knees all day, but you know…I want something in return my dear” he says while he stares at you like a puppy

I smile at him “And what that would be Loki?”

He looks you up and down “you know…a little treat”

I giggle “You have to say what you want, ask for it” you caress his face

“I want a kiss y/n. Is that much to ask for? Will you give me a kiss?” he bites his lip as he stares at you, waiting for an answer

“Umm, you’ll have to earn it Loki” I say teasing him

He chuckles “You confidence is so attractive” he gets up moves closer to you “you know what? I accept your challenge. What do I have to do to earn that kiss?” His eyes are fixed on you

I laugh a bit “I’m not gonna tell you, that wouldn’t be fair don’t you think?”

“Oh such a cruel game you’re playing. What am I gonna do to get that kiss?” you smile at him “I know you’d like to play the dominant, but don’t forget who the real god is y/n, the chase is on, I’ll play if you will”

“I’ll play, and I may not be a goddess but you were the one who kneeled” I chuckle

“You have a very high self worth, but I can change that. Do you know what I could do to make you feel more…submissive?” your bodies are touching and his arms wrapped around you

“I’m telling you right now, the idea of being the submissive one is not very attractive to me you know” I put my hands on his chest

He smirks “But do you know how it feels? It is very appealing my dear” he rubs your arm “I can teach, I can teach you the beauty of it”

“Well, I guess I’ll never know what it feels will I?” I smile widely

“I guess not” Loki continues rubbing your arm, but it turns into a grip “I could teach you so much, so many things elemental” Loki smirks

“I don’t have to learn anything from you Loki” you take his hands off you

“Oh, are you gonna finally submitted to me darling” he says while tucking a strand of hair behind your ear

“Me?” I chuckle “Never”

Loki whispers “If only you would let me” he seems to not wanna give up, he’s still trying to seduce you

“Not gonna work” you say in a singsong voice, smiling

“Elemental, it isn’t the seduction what it’s difficult, it’s you. You’re making it difficult. You are just making me want you even more”

“Good, it’s my specialty” you smile

“You’re like a game to me. And I love games. And I will win this game, you’ll see” he puts his hands on your hips

You lean till your noses are almost touching “You seem so sure about it” then you step back, making him flustered “but that won’t happen”

“Please darling, don’t leave, don’t leave me like this. My desire for you is much bigger now. Please allow me to get to know you better”

You put your arms around his neck “I don’t think that’s a good idea, you know why? Because it will give you advantage, and we don’t that do we?” you touch his nose

“You’re such a mean one. But I like it, I like it a lot” Loki grabs you from behind “You can’t go anywhere elemental, you aren’t going to leave me like this” Loki’s grip tightens a bit

“Oh, but I absolutely will” you get off his grip, now I’m gonna work, I have things to do” you say walking to the door

“Ok, you win. But I won’t give up, I will have you and you will be mine”

“Yeah sure, by the way, I always win” you say and you go, leaving him looking at the window, feeling frustrated

“You can’t escape me y/n, I’ll see you again” he says looking at the window, and he seems to be planning something…

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Lesson Eight

Loki finally agrees to let you start your 'physical education' with Brunnhilde, but something is still holding you back from exploring your full potential...

**MASTERLIST HERE** Pairing: Soft!Dom!Loki x F!Reader Content Warnings: smut, extensive mentions of death, euthanasia, and death-related philosophy, some dark content (though the characters won't be), exile, moodiness, smut, kinks of various flavors (look for specific chapter warnings), trauma and mental illness, reader is a captive, reader has a body count

The rain didn’t let up the next day, so you awoke to the same pitter-patter against the ground by your window that you’d fallen asleep to. Yet, it was a touch that stirred you awake: Loki’s gentle finger brushing a piece of hair away from your brow. 

As you fluttered your eyelids, the first thing you saw was his kind demi-smile, which suited him as much as any of his sly, Cheshire Cat grins. He was sitting next to you on the edge of the bed, barely dressed, with the black fuzzy robe he’d borrowed from Ivar last night hanging off of his frame so loosely that his entire chest was in your face. He looked like slumber had evaded him most of last night.

You, however, had slept like the dead. The sound of the rain was rejuvenating, and you could feel energy reappear within you as consciousness returned. 

“Good morning, kitten,” Loki crooned quietly. 

“You…weren’t watching me sleep just now?” you asked hesitantly. 

He shook his head. “Goodness no! I just wanted to make sure I healed your ankle before we lost too much time today. We’re going to see Her Worship after you take some tea, to begin your…physical education.”

You snickered. “I thought that was what this was,” you snarked, indicating the bed and Loki’s bare chest.

“The mandatory side of your physical education,” Loki emphasized. “The ex-Valkyrie will train you in a small bit of sword and dagger. We both came to the conclusion after yesterday’s events that you will need it.” 

Nodding, you maneuvered to sit up, leaning back against your pillow and the headboard, your gaze went over to the bedside table, where a tea tray was laid out, the spout of the two-cup teapot still emitting steam. 

“Oh, thank you,” you muttered, the drowsiness still fogging your senses. Based on the mild scent in the air, the tea was some kind of herbal infusion…floral? 

Loki turned back the blankets, exposing your swollen ankle. “That looks like it hurts. I take it you don’t move around much in your slumber, or I would’ve heard the cries.”

You bit your lip. “I only really feel it when I wiggle my toes like this,” you demonstrated, wincing at the sharp pains you felt. Your doctor nodded. 

“I must admit, my healing seidr is merely passable on a perfect day,” he warned. “When you study a subject so reluctantly, it’s simply natural to allow the details to escape your memories. It may take a few passes of magic for your leg to fully recover, but leaving it be for twelve hours will make it easier.”

“What are you going to do?” you asked, your voice becoming weak with apprehension. Loki smiled reassuringly and put a hand on your shoulder, affectionately pressing his forehead to yours and speaking in a whisper. 

“It won’t hurt, I promise, little one,” he insisted. “What is the point of magical healing if it releases the same pain as a physician’s knife?”

This made you sigh, assured, choosing again to trust the God of Mischief. 

He examined the injury for several moments. “I don’t believe it’s broken. You wouldn’t be able to move your toes as much as you demonstrated for me just now. However, just because it’s a torn tendon or twisted muscle doesn’t mean it isn’t dangerous if not properly looked after. Drink your tea.”

You reached for the teacup, pouring a small bit, and took a sip, immediately going to fill the cup further. The tea was exquisite, probably the best you’d ever had. The delicate taste of the flower or herb was light, but the liquid was still rich and revitalizing as you slowly savored it.

Having looked up for just a moment, Loki looked happy that you were enjoying your tea. “That Asgardian Rosebud tea. For a flower so widely used in Asgard’s cuisine, it’s quite small, and only the buds are used to spice our food, for they become toxic when fully bloomed. In tea, it is known to lessen inflammatory symptoms, and the taste is like nothing you’ll find here.”

“It’s delicious,” you said. “No need for sugar!”

The god went back to examining your ankle. Then, he looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “Ready?”

You put the emptied teacup aside, the hot drink giving you more energy, with just enough confidence to nod your head.

Nodding back, Loki summoned his green magic. “You’ll feel a bolt of chill, as if you were standing on a block of ice. It won’t be painful, but you may feel uncomfortable for about thirty seconds. If it works, it will instantly feel as good as new. If it doesn’t, I will only need to try again in a few minutes.”

Before you could answer back, Loki shot his magic into your foot. As promised, it almost felt as if you’d stepped onto an icicle, and the bitter cold of the ice froze you from the inside.  It was moderately uncomfortable, and you gripped the sheets as you coped. When it ceased, the pain from your ankle was a lot less noticeable, but a slight twinge was still there. 

Nodding and re-examining the injury again, he groaned and rolled his eyes. “Norns, I have been out of practice too long.”

“No, it definitely helped,” you replied, demonstrating by moving your foot in a slow circle, at least until he gently grabbed it and lowered it back to the mattress. “I don’t think I’ll limp much, but trying again would finish the job for certain.”

“Doing this two times in quick succession might freeze your muscles, or leave frostbite on your skin,” he explained. “If you think you can walk, I will let you leave the bed, and make another pass tonight before we retire.”

“Okay  sir!” you said with an optimistic smile, giving a mock salute, making your teacher chuckle. “Oh, and by the way,” you continued, “I understand that you’re my guide and mentor throughout this whole ordeal…but would you really have FORCED me to stay in bed? I mean, there’s dominant, and then there’s controlling…”

Shrugging, Loki answered, “Well, no. But I would have scolded you profusely for refusing to take care of yourself. Maybe I would have decided to punish you after you fully recovered.”

Biting your lip to hide the thrill of the idea of Loki taking you over his knee, you instead re-focused your attention to another topic. “What are we going to do if they come back?”

“We’ll be ready--”

“--no, I really mean it!” you interrupted. “Being able to touch someone to death isn’t exactly going to be helpful against a gun, Loki!” 

“I know!”

“Then what am I supposed to do besides swing a sword?” you asked, your voice laced with frustration and fear. 

“Perhaps we could teach you to project it,” he mused, getting up from the bed. “It’s an advanced concept that we likely do not have enough time to fully develop with you.”

You bit your lip nervously. “I don't think I want to have that kind of ability,” you mentioned. “Being able to kill with a blink? No, that’s too far. No living being should have that much power.”

Loki looked at you with fascination. “I haven’t encountered too many creatures in my wanderings who feel the same as you do. I suppose you’re right,” he agreed with obvious hesitation. “But what do you suggest as the alternative?”

“You got me there,” you replied solemnly. “Maybe today we will forget about the magic and just teach me how to throw a knife or something?”

He looked up and out the window again. “Not a great day for training outdoors. She has a gym in her home, but it’s also in a basement, so it will hardly be enough room. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Ivar showed me how to attempt to cook this breakfast food called ‘porridge’ and I need to see if it’s ready…”

Twisting your lip skeptically as Loki left you, you looked around your closet of a room. “But how could Brunnhilde train in any way in a space this size?”

As it turned out, you didn’t have to worry much about the gym. Brunnhilde had some magic over the basement of her cabin, making it nearly five times the size, with floor-to-ceiling mirrors on three walls, the fourth wall holding all manner of target, some clearly used through. While the wooden floor wasn’t polished or new, it was smooth and free of dirt or slivers. It even had a smaller room off to the side with a shower and storage cabinet. Underneath the targets was where the King stored her weaponry (and empty whiskey bottles). 

“I should have known Asgard had some kind of TARDIS magic,” you mumbled in awe. The King was pleased with your amazement. 

“Oh, I didn’t do this,” Brunnhilde brushed off. “But it’s great when you want to swing your arm without hitting a wall.”

With Loki’s approval, you’d worn your leather gloves today. “You’re getting very good with control, but I imagine you may still be a bit shaken after yesterday’s ‘mishap,’ and so I’ll permit them today so that you may focus elsewhere.”

You were grateful. Sometimes it was as if Loki knew your mind. For as much as he claimed not to have particular mind-reading powers (as long as he wasn’t connected to something like the scepter he’d used in New York), it often felt like he still acted on your heart’s orders deliberately. 

“So, which do you think you want to start with?” asked Brunnhilde, gesturing to the wall that displayed various swords, daggers, and axes. Cocking your head, you weren’t sure which one looked right. They all looked intimidating. 

“Shouldn’t we be using guns like they have?”

Loki immediately shook his head. “Where’s the dignity in that? Guns are so crude.”

Even the King looked like she agreed. You, however, still weren’t convinced. “Being elegant will work very well to keep you alive when you’re bleeding from the bullet wounds in your chest.”

Brunnhilde went over to the weaponry wall and began analyzing the instruments in her mind. “They’d see a gun arsenal as an intent to fight.”

“I mean, they intend to fight us, so that’s what I was thinking would happen anyway,” you grumbled at Brunnhilde. 

“Are you swifter or stronger?” she asked. 

You’d never really thought of it before. “Honestly? I never excelled in either,” you admitted sheepishly. “I always told the coaches in school that I had my period.”

Loki looked at you as if he were analyzing you the way a computer would. “Give her a throwing knife,” he suggested. “I get the feeling she’s got better aim than power.” 

Over the following hours, Loki and Brunnhilde were able to set aside the worst of their differences in order to teach you some elementary basics of knife-throwing. It wasn’t exactly second-nature to you, but by the end of the day, you at least knew how to hold one, and the proper way to flick your wrist when throwing it. You’d even managed to hit the target a few times. 

Much to both your excitement and dismay, Loki was entirely in mentor’s mode. He was in an almost unrealistically serious way as he demonstrated for you, followed by molding your hand over the knife’s handle, showing you the proper way to hold it. You were getting to be a better listener since being in New Asgard, but now that you were opening up to him, it was getting harder to resist getting lustfully intrusive thoughts out of your mind while he was around. 

Around noon, you took a break, and Loki went off to find something to eat in town, leaving you alone with Her Worship, who wasted no time getting to the bottom of things as you went for a sip of water from a bottle by the target wall. 

“Have you screwed him?”

You nearly choked on your water. “Hu--UCK!--uh?” you coughed. 

“Neither of you are good at hiding it, and I’m sure he thinks he’s hiding it perfectly,” Brunnhilde rolled her eyes as she spoke. “I think you’re both mad. How many times have you fucked?”

You shrugged. “Only once.” 

“So far,” the King replied. “But why?”

Because he’s hot, and he rides me like a stallion.

“It’s a way to get out any inhibitions we have around one another,” you explained before lowering your voice. “...he actually took my virginity when we did it.”

“And he actually gets you off?” Brunnhilde smirked tauntingly. “He doesn’t just take care of himself and fall asleep after?”

Your eyes widened as you nodded, as if it were the most obviously affirmative answer to any question. “He’s a good lover!” you giggled. 

“Not that you had much to compare him to,” the King answered with a wink, making you shift awkwardly in place. “Oh, don’t worry,” she quickly added, “I don't think I can get wet for anyone who goes for the Loki type.” 

Loki chuckled as you told him about your conversation with the King that night. You’d gotten into bed and complained that your ankle was sore from the day’s exertions, even at half-intensity. In response, he prepared another pass of the healing spell, and this time, after the uncomfortable cold nipped at your leg, there was no indication that you’d ever been injured. You could do ballet en pointe on that foot. 

“It isn’t fair,” you muttered, twisting your ankle in circles without a hint of any leftover pain.

“What isn’t?”

“You can heal people. I only kill them,” you said woefully. “The one time I did something better, it was probably an accident that I’ll never be able to repeat--”

“--please, and I mean this: stop looking at death as a bad thing. Otherwise you will never learn to accept who you are. Not completely.” He took your hand and kissed the back of it. 

“Well, excuse me if coming to terms that the end of everything lies at my fingertips is a bit more of a challenge than previously assumed,” you reasoned, the spot on your hand where Loki’s lips left their imprint tingling. 

Your teacher thought for a moment. “Then we’ll take our first field trip,” he suddenly suggested. “Tomorrow night is the full moon. It will be perfect timing, but we will need to be quiet in order to get there.” 

“Field trip?” you asked curiously. 

Nodding as the plan unfolded in his head, clearly exciting him, he explained. “Death usually finds you first. Let’s seek it out in turn, for a change, and make it our friend.”

You groaned. “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve heard out of your mouth yet.” 

“Oh no, kitten, this is the stupidest thing you will hear out of my mouth: tomorrow night, I’m going to take you in a cemetery.”

You shot him a bemused look. “You’re going to take me to a cemetery?”

Shaking his head and chuckling, Loki leaned over to kiss your brow. “You misheard me. I said I’m going to take you…IN a cemetery.”

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Don't Be Shy [Loki x Fem Reader]

A link to my (new) Masterlist is here. Summary: [Oneshot] You want him. He wants you. But he's shy, and for good reason. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Smuttish. S*x starved Loki. Teasing. Dirty talk. (w/c 1.9k)

You had decided. Come what may, tonight was the night you were making your move. You glanced subtly towards the god of mischief sitting cross-legged on his own, lounging diagonally on a sofa at the far side of the common room. Garish balloons floated in the air on either side of where he sat, looking comically out of place in his self-imposed fortress of solitude. He curled a loose tendril of hair behind his ear before slowly licking a fingertip, gracefully turning the page of his book.

“You know what he’s like at parties.” Thor shouted through a slur, barely audible over the music and sporadic breaks of laughter all around you. Reluctantly, you turned to the blonde looming over your shoulder. “I know, but usually he reads at the bar at least.” you scoffed, taking a sip. Thor chuckled, shaking his head. “My brother likes you, you know. He’s just shy.” He narrowed his eyes, seeing your lips twitch in a smile. “Likes you.” he continued coyly, labouring the point as he wriggled his eyebrows “...if you know what I mean.” You rolled your eyes. “I think the mini-quiches know what you mean.” The god laughed, far harder than the joke deserved. The head of his beer sloshed over the side of the glass, hitting the floor by your feet. You saw Loki’s head rise out the corner of your eye, a disapproving frown etched deep on his face. Thor leant closer. “He’s waiting for you to come to him.”

“Is he, now?” you replied innocently. “Well then...I shouldn’t keep him waiting, should I?” Shooting Thor a wink, you began to sway towards the dark-haired god. The grooves on his forehead smoothed suspiciously quickly as he composed himself, blinking several times in swift succession. Clearly, he was flustered. The skirt of your skater dress swished around your thighs as you drew closer. Loki’s intentional avoidance of you, palpable. “Hi, Laufeyson.” you said cheerfully, plonking onto the sofa beside him. He grunted in greeting, scanning the words on the page at a steady pace. Tentatively, you reached and clasped the thick of the book, sliding it from his hand. You placed it on your lap, nestled amongst the folds of black satin. Loki’s hand remained in place, poised in the air. “How rude.” he said coldly, his eyes rising to meet yours with a wolf-like squint. You smiled, tilting your head. “So is reading at a birthday party. You should talk to people.” “I don’t like talking to people at these things. Everyone is so…” he grimaced, looking towards the crowd. The team hung off each other in various stages of inebriation, laughter and raucous shouting exploding every few seconds as hits of the 90’s played at full blast. Loki sighed. “I prefer it over here. It’s quieter. And the company, infinitely better.” You scooted closer, leaning towards him as you both stared at the jovial mass of your colleagues. The movement nudged against Loki’s thigh, making him flinch. “Even if I’m here?” you said innocently as you turned your face to his, batting your lashes. The god’s jaw twitched, his façade of bravado fading. He flicked his wrist, inspecting his nails. “Perhaps.” he purred, as you drank in the tantalising sight of his curled fingers. God, they were so long. Loki smirked, running a covetous gaze down your crossed legs and back to your face. “You look very pretty tonight.” he murmured politely, straightening against the sofa with an arm outstretched over the back. “Pretty?” you tutted, as you slid his book to the side. “That isn’t quite what I was going for.”

Loki’s brows slanted. “Oh? And what were you going for, exactly?” The deep pitch of his voice wavered as he rested a hand behind his head. He was nervous. You could see each controlled breath making his chest squeeze the buttons of his shirt; clinging on for dear life. The pulse point in his neck was thundering, a faint hue of pink just visible at the tip of his ear. “Fuckable.” you heard yourself purr.

Loki swallowed.

The fingers resting in his hair tightened, chin tilting upward as he inhaled sharply through his nose. “What are you doing?” he growled. Suspicious eroticism smouldered in his irises, cheekbones flashing in the low light. “I highly recommend that you choose your next words very carefully.” The thump of your heart was deafening as his stare lowered towards the hand creeping to his knee. “I think it’s time you tell me what you want, Loki…don't you?” you said quietly, fingers cupping the muscled curve. Both of you had been dancing around this for months. The flirting, the masked innuendos. And the touching...my god. The light brush of his hands on your waist as he made his presence known; a gravelled ‘excuse me’ whisping in your ear as he passed with a lingering smoulder. “Why don’t you tell me what I want?" he rumbled. "You seem to be very sure of yourself tonight.”

You and Loki’s legs were crossed towards each other, calves grazing as you shuffled closer. Your bare skin slipped against the luxurious fabric of his suit trousers, cologne filling your nostrils, wafting from the sliver of skin visible at the top buttons of his shirt. He smelled like expensive hotels and filthy, decadent deeds. Rich oak-smoked masculinity seeping into the primal centre of your brain.

“You want me, Laufeyson…” you murmured, beginning to lightly run a fingertip up his crossed leg. The material brushed your skin with the lightest touch. Just enough to make him tingle. Loki’s breath hitched, his hips jolting back into the cushioning.

“Don’t deny it.” you whispered. Loki’s frowned, before clearing his throat. He shuffled on the sofa, the uncrossing of his legs making your hand retreat. He cast a solemn glance to the dance-floor, before focusing back on you. “I had no plans on denying it.” he drawled haughtily, a slight tremble betraying simmering depths. “I’m just a little...taken aback.” “Shy, you mean?” you murmured playfully. “Do you want me to stop?” you said, inching away. Loki’s hand flew out, grabbing your wrist. His eyes were narrowed, brow creased. “No.” he growled, letting his legs widen slowly. You wondered if he knew he had done it. “Although, I am a little...out of practice-” he cut himself off, placing your hand back on his thigh. Automatically, you squeezed the muscle of his solid femur, making him groan quietly. “Out of practice?” you cooed, shuffling so that your back was turned to the crowd by the bar. “Has the great Loki Laufeyson not gotten laid in a while?”

A whimper slid past his lips as your hand moved higher, skating lightly up his thigh. Two inches forward, one inch back. Loki shook his head. “Purely... i-intentional, you understand…” he managed through erratic breaths. You nodded sagely. “Of course.” you teased, enjoying Loki’s deepening scowl. You could see the fabric around his crotch tightening beneath the flashing lights, thick creases appearing around his hip where his cock was hardening beneath your delicate touch. The god’s smouldering eyes were filled with shameless fantasies, pupils wide with desire as you inched higher. He thrust upward lightly, a hiss filling the air between you as he grit his teeth. The swell of your cleavage heaved directly in his line of sight as your lips grazed his cheek. “Do you masturbate to me, Loki?” you whispered, a thrill rushing through your blood as you pulled back, watching his reaction.

He paused, his mouth hardening in a thin line. The god studied the curve of your knowing smile before nodding twice. Slowly. He kept his chin low on the second as your fingers trailed over the rock hard column straining against his hip. Loki let out a juddering sigh, abdominals clenching visibly beneath his perfectly fitted shirt. You drew closer once more, letting your moist lips brush against the angle of his jaw. “Do you fuck yourself to the thought of me in your empty bed, being your little plaything?” “Gods…” Loki gasped quietly, his legs trembling with the effort of resistance. You smiled. “Or maybe you would be my plaything. Would you like that?” You slid your hand up his chest, turning his face towards yours. “I bet we could teach each other so many things, Loki of Asgard.” you hummed seductively, biting your lip. “And I bet you look so fucking good on your back, palming yourself as you moan my name. Don't you?” Loki’s brows knitted together, twitching. “I can only imagine the dirty ways you've had me with that perfect cock of yours…” you groaned in his ear a final time, hearing him whimper quietly in response. “-How do you know it’s p-perfect?” he grunted, an attempt at humour in his increasingly desperate state. You laughed softly, rubbing your palm firmly up the seemingly endless shaft bound beneath the cotton. “Call it, intuition.” you murmured, pausing to suck his earlobe between your teeth.

Loki groaned again, louder this time. “Shhh…” you hushed, fighting to contain your glee. He whipped his head round, his hand flying to yours resting teasingly on his pulsing cock. Dark curls framed his exquisite face, those bottomless eyes searching yours as he looked for any hint of insincerity. His breaths short. “Truly, I would not wish to give you false hope of satisfaction. It really has been a whil-” His almond eyes widened as you pressed a finger to his lips. They were moist with breath hot with desire, the condensation of his desperation. “I’ll take care of you, Loki…” you said slowly, walking the fingers of your other hand up his flat stomach. "Don't worry about that." Every word felt like syrup, each one more laboured than the last as wet arousal slid in your panties. “I just... really...need to fuck you tonight. Does that sound like a good idea?”

Loki nodded again, eyes darkening. You slid the fingertip resting on his cupid’s bow down, grazing over his jawline as you pressed your chest to his, leaning forward to claim him with a kiss. Finally. His lips parted, gazing up at you with beautiful desperation, head resting on the back of the sofa. His submission, imminent.

“Not here.” he choked suddenly before your lips met, raising his head to eye the buzzing crowd with suspicion. “Are you ashamed of me?” you jibed with a coy smile, pawing at the next button on his shirt before spreading your palm against his chest. He was so fucking hard. “Far from it, Agent-” he growled, embers of the Loki you knew from the battlefield lighting the air around you like stars. He ground his teeth together, a low exhale making the thick vein in his neck stand erect as he leant forward. Loki’s nose traced the line of your cheekbone, exhaling sluttishly in your ear with a licentious moan. “I fear that if I were to kiss you now, I would not be able to restrain myself.” You inhaled against his skin, feeling him shudder with shameless need as his murky spiced cologne wafted hot in your nostrils. “Let’s take this party upstairs then, shall we?” you smouldered, feeling him shiver again beneath the graze of your lips.

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Imagine eating a Popsicle in front of sub Loki - Nsfw

Not for Minors 🚫🔞

The past few days were too hot for your liking - you don't handle the heat well .

You felt like you were melting and your touch starved Lover Loki makes it even worse .

Refusing him for a while telling him to not touch you because it's too hot - made him a annoying desperate Mess

Maybe you enjoy this a little bit too much but it's like a punishment for all the time he teased and tricked you.

You decide to tease Loki and eat in front of him a Popsicle.

Licking , swirling my tongue around it - sucking it

Knowing that Loki is watching you - observing you -every second of it

Darling, what have I done to deserve this Torment - you hear Loki say

Smiling you went to him and climbed on his lap - kissing him passionately - handing your Ice Stick over to him ordering Loki to eat it because you want to lick something else

After getting up from his Lap -you kneeled in front of him and freed his majestic length

Taking it in your mouth - you heard him moan after being desperate for so long - looking in his eyes to see his reaction- starting gently with long slow licks -teasing him with your Tongue

Slow sucking up and down

Getting more and more sloppy

Moving up and down

Taking him deeper and deeper

Hearing Loki breath heavily

You knew he was close

A moment later he came into your Mouth -you tried to swallow it but most of his seed is sliding down your throat

you stand up and kiss him sloppily

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omgomgg 33, 37, 22 with sub loki x fem dom reader plss 😳 if that's okay with u... (maybe with hints of pegging 🙈)

Yaasss 😊 I hope you enjoy it anon! ❤️ (I’ve never written something like this before so if it’s trash, please do let me know 😂 and I apologise in advance)

#33: "Aw, you're out of breath. Was that too fast, baby?"

#37: "It's so big. How the hell are we gonna make that thing fit?"

#22: "When we get home, I'm gonna tear your clothes off and pound your ass so hard you can't see straight."

Yet again Loki had purposely gone out of his way to undermine you not only in front of your colleagues but in front of the HYDRA members you were currently arresting during todays mission. Lokis blatant disrespect had caused them to snigger amongst themselves as you tried to ignore them, burning daggers with your eyes into the back of Lokis head. Once you both reached the base again, you wrote the names of the HYDRA members down, ready to leave the room before you paused in front of Loki. He looked down at you, jaw clenched defiantly as a small smile began to spread across your face remembering how this seemingly dominant man crumbled underneath you last night.

“What is it?” He finally asked, unable to maintain his hard exterior.

“When we get home, I'm gonna tear your clothes off and pound your ass so hard you can't see straight.” You warned, causing him to gulp as you pushed past him, exiting the room. Once you were gone, he was quick to hide the tent that was springing in his trousers at your words. He was looking forward to coming home tonight.

The rest of the day passed torturously slowly for Loki as he kept glancing at the clock, eager to get home. That was your whole dynamic. In front of a crowd, Loki was assertive, commanding, a god, but alone, in the confines of the bedroom, he was far from pioneering, cowering as you fucked him, begging you for more as you teased him. Some may even describe him as cowardice, allowing a mere mortal woman to control him, to govern him but you were so much more than that. A god, no, but his god, wholeheartedly.

Once he was home, you were quick to rid him of his clothes as promised, allowing him to do the same to you as you gripped his shoulders, eyes on one another’s as he went down on you. This was how he liked it, kneeling before you as his tongue delved between your folds. He kept his eyes trained on yours, licking ardently as your legs began to shake before you almost collapsed but he steadied you, like he always would. After you had orgasmed at least twice, he was able to finally succumb to you, allow himself to truly be dominated.

He laid against the bed, eyes hooded as you stroked his cock. You grabbed the bottle of lube, Lokis favourite one, before slicking your fingers with it. Your lube coated fingers travelled lower, towards his taut hole before you circled it lightly causing Loki to melt further against the bed.

“Please.” He near whispered.

“Please what?”

“Please don’t tease me.” He rushed out. Your hand on his cock paused, tightening around the base whilst the slick digits of your other hand entered him. One finger, than another causing Loki to moan as a wicked grin spread across your face. “Fuckkk y/nn.”

“Feels good?”

“Really fuck really good.” He groaned. You resumed the movements of your hand on his cock, stroking him fast as you fingered his hole, Loki whimpering as you did so.

“Ready for me to fuck you?” You asked.

“Y-yess.” Loki answered.

“What?”

“Yes! Norns yes!” He replied.

“Okay baby.” You replied, removing your fingers before grabbing the new strap you ordered. Lokis eyes widened as he saw it.

“It's so big. How the hell are we gonna make that thing fit?” He gasped.

“You’re gonna take it like a good fucking slut.” You replied, securing it around yourself. “Hmm? What are you going to do?”

“Take it” Loki answered “like a slut.” He added.

“Good boy.” You smiled, spreading his thighs wider. You grabbed the lube again, squirting some on your hand before rubbing it over the dildo before it was slick enough to slip inside of him. “Relax for me okay.” You prompted, guiding the strap into his hole. “Good, just like that.” You cooed as he allowed you to enter him, filling him to the hilt as you let him adjust to the size. “I told you you could do it.” You smiled, rubbing his thigh soothingly before he nodded frantically, desperate for you to move. You pulled out before thrusting back inside, setting a slow pace as Loki moaned your name. You increased your pace, hand finding Lokis cock again before you fisted it. Loki bucked his hips, trying to match your thrusts as you fucked him mercilessly. Your name fell from his lips like a chant, a prayer. There was already precum beading around his tip before you spread it around, revelling in the fact that he was already so close. “You gonna cum for me?”

“Yesss.” He whimpered, moments before he lost control, cum spurting from his tip onto his torso as he came. “Fuck, yes, fuck y/n.” He panted, ejaculating “so much, there’s so much.”

“Was that good baby? You liked that?” You teased, still stroking his cock.

“Y—yes.” He answered, still out of breath.

“Aw, you're out of breath. Was that too fast, baby?” You cooed.

“P-perfect.” He smiled, pulling you into a passionate kiss. His god, yes.

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CHOKEHOLD, BABY!

PAIRINGS: Loki Laufeyson & Female Reader

SUMMARY: Loki and Reader with a mommy kink. That’s it, that’s the fic. 18+ MINORS DON’T INTERACT

WORD COUNT: 2,251

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I’d like to formally apologize for this one boys...

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All thoughts are abandoned once you feel your knees begin to give, threatening to submit to Loki’s hands that greedily fall to your face, cupping your cheeks in desperation. Against your skin, they feel like ice, simultaneously fuelling the warmth that pools between your legs and the shivers that sprint along your spine, making you sigh against their owner's face, reaching for the fabric of his shirt. 

Hastily you bundle it in your hands, using the sudden force of grip to pull him closer, as you feel his breath line the length of your face. 

“Thought you said this couldn’t happen again?” Loki chuckles darkly, looking down to watch you dip towards his neck, lightly taking a bit of skin between your teeth before releasing and kissing the wound. 

“It can’t,” you admit. 

It can’t, but it will because you’re weak —too weak to ignore the feverish thoughts you get whenever you’re forced to be around him, unable to escape. 

He’s got a hold on you that nobody else does. A way of coaxing you out of the usual professional shell that never seemed to falter. Before him, you were normal, patient and appropriate, forever fuelling your desires in ways you were meant to. You were everything you wanted to be: a hero, a friend, a person people could look to and know they were good.

Now though, with your hands roaming to unbutton his shirt and your lips locked tenderly against his throat, sucking forth blooming bruises, you feel anything but because now instead, of innocence you’re sin. Beautifully, decadently wrapped sin in tight, fancy dress looking to get fucked by a man who consistently betrays your trust. 

It’s a mistake you often make whenever he offers you that usual look of interest. That one where he seeks you out among the crowded room, upturning his lips with the cock of his head. It brings you to your knees every time, moistens your lips and tightens your chest. Without fail, you always answer —responding to the question in the form of quick strides that follow him into the deepest corners of the compound, hidden from the rest of the team as if you’re teenagers again. 

Except instead of young love, there’s only lust. Primal instincts that make you impatiently rip the buttons from his shirt and slide your hands across his bare chest, moving your mouth further down the plane of his alabaster skin in order to worship his structure. 

Loki’s chest heaves into a sigh the further you move down, reaching to grip the roots of your hair, tightening around them as he feels your fingers flow down to hold his hip and palm his cock, eliciting from him the very air he breathes.

“Couldn’t wait another second, could you, pet?” Slowly, his hand moves from your head to your neck once you’re fully kneeling on the ground, pausing to rest at the nape as he watches you wildly grin and run your fingers across the front of his pants.

“You kept looking at me.” Applying a bit of pressure, you tease him and trail your palm back and forth, releasing and holding the bulge that practically aches for your presence, forcing yourself not to laugh at the way he grinds against you. 

“You wore the dress I like.” Forcing himself to share your grin through staggered breaths, Loki pushes himself further against you, placing a steady palm against the hallway wall as the feeling of building force radiates through his sex, begging for more.

“This old thing?” You raise your brow and bite your lip, watching his lips distressingly part, showing you that he needs more than what you're giving him. 

Which is too bad considering how nice he looks right now, struggling to subdue the obvious demand for you to fuck him. He looks so small despite his tall stature —so weak and pathetic under your touch, that as you let your fingers rise to unclasp the buckle of his belt, you wish you could keep him like this forever. That instead of giving him what he truly wants you could just draw this whole thing out and make him wait so that the chorus of heavy breaths and saddened whimpers can remain full in your ears. 

Because you love the sound of them —love how powerful they make you feel because for once they’re confirmations instead of contradictions. Praises instead of critiques. Reverberations of positivity. 

When he’s like this you’re his equal and you can do whatever you want with him, so long as the result remains the same, and it’s a feeling you’ll forever crave. Being able to overthrow a God. 

“Somebody’s desperate tonight.” Slowly, you slide his belt from the loops of his slacks and toss it aside before looking up to see narrowed eyes full of agitation. 

“Wouldn’t have to be if you’d just hurry up.”

Clicking your tongue against the roof of your mouth, you shake your head and pout, immediately stopping your movements in protest. “Naughty boys don’t get to hurry, baby, you know that,” you chastise, and immediately he frowns, craning his neck to better look at the smirk you’re trying to hide beneath your pushed-out lip.

He hates it when you do that —when you switch to control him in a way he can’t control back. It makes him feel so unlike himself because, at this point, sex with you isn’t just sex. It’s an addiction. No longer is it just a casual course of action —an entertaining task of physical exertion— but instead a never-ending habit he can’t quite kick; the back of his mind always filled to the brim with thoughts of you and that tongue. 

At this point, it’s his only weak point. His Achilles heel. He needs your touch as much as he needs food or air, and it’s something he hates that you know, because, like anyone, you use it to your advantage —to exploit his authority in ways he often dreams of. 

“Sorry.” He also hates how pathetic he sounds, apologizing to you for a tone he constantly uses. Outside this space, he’s a God amongst men, a feared individual who strikes fear into his enemies, yet here, he’s stuck, praying you’ll take his words and deem them gracious enough to be considered worth the apology. 

Here, he’s frozen in place, one hand on the wall, one hand loose against his side, desperate to touch you —for you to touch him— as he stares and breathes and waits for your undying approval. 

And embarrassingly enough, despite the lack of patience that bubbles inside the depths of his throat, waiting to be released, Loki knows he’ll wait. He’ll wait and wait and wait until you’ve forgiven him because it’s all he’s able to do when he sees the contemplative look that brushes your features when he says that he’s sorry. And, of course, that hint of mischief coats your eyes before the acceptance pulls through and your hands return to their previous homes. 

Gently they unbutton his slacks, slide down the zipper and silently move to his hips to push down both his underwear and pants, fully releasing the length of his cock for both of you to see it’s end already swollen. Both of you let out held breaths once it’s out, your eyes briefly making contact before you look back down and take the base of it in your hand, working it lightly against your palm. Instinctively it twitches against you, pulsating against your skin, needing the friction you slowly give to test the waters.

Above you, Loki steadily breathes in through the nose and out the mouth, eyes locked on your lips and how he can see saliva collecting at the edges. 

Just the sight makes a slight whine escape his lips, forcing you to look back up again. “Oh, sweetheart, I know, I know,” you coo, carefully placing a quick open-mouthed kiss on his tip, watching the way he immediately presses his lips together and closes his eyes. “Mommy’s gonna make you feel good, okay? You just have to be patient.” 

He knows you’re telling the truth —knows that even though he feels his whole body tightening each time he convulses that you’ll treat him well, so he just nods. 

Except that just won’t do, you think, sliding your hand further up to trail your thumb across the space you kissed, feeling him push against you at the same time a raspy moan sounds through the air. “You gotta use your words, Lo,” you tell him, “Gotta tell me what you want.”

At that point Loki doesn’t care what you do to him, so long as he gets to come, which ultimately causes the silence between you to brew as he thinks of all the ways you could do it, prompting you to slow your movements and smirk. 

“C’mon, baby.” Torturously, you press your mouth against his cock again, playfully licking the end in between words, stopping the movement of your hand altogether. "Use that dumb little brain of yours.”

At this, Loki swallows hard, his eyes searching your face, taking in the way your grin grows large and wet before eventually wrapping completely around him, your cheeks hollowing in the process. 

It makes him want to memorize the way you look in this moment —the way your hands delicately wrap around him, frozen in time, their lack of movement making it hard for him to focus, because all he wants is for them to work —wants them to move! To grip and slide and pump him for everything he’s worth. He wants to feel it happen at normal speed so that the binding inside his chest can subside and the release he so miserably needs can finally have a path to take, prompting him to sigh, almost in defeat. 

“Yes, mommy.” He says it in that tone you like —the one he’s been conditioned to use, all filled with thankfulness and grace. Disgustingly, it fills his mouth with promises of respect —ones he knows he’ll retract away when you inevitably part. “Please, make me come.” 

Upon hearing his please, you release and pull away, thumbing the underside of his length with heavy ministrations, noticing the way he immediately bites his lip to hide those pretty little sounds of his. “Come how?”

Again, he says nothing. 

“Loki, baby.” Releasing a frustrated sigh, you shake your head and absentmindedly play with the flesh in your hand, running your nails along it, squeezing and letting go, all while watching him suffer. “I won’t repeat myself again. Tell me what you need.”

“I need you to fuck me.” Thankfully, this time he wastes no time telling you as he uses his free hand to touch your face, his fingers lingering against your temple at the same time he gently bucks into your palm. “I need you to fuck me with that mouth of yours, please.”

Again, at the mention of his uncharacteristic politeness, you return all of your attention to his dick, slotting your lips over the end until he’s fully resting on your tongue and your hands are in place. Then roughly, you move him further inside of you, resting one hand on his hip to help him jut himself forward, feeling the fullness of him inside your wanting lips. 

It’s a familiar feeling, one that moistens your mouth and dizzies your brain, making you feel almost drunk as he forces himself inside, grunting and groaning, all consciously formed thoughts thrown to the wind. It makes you grin even harder as you lap up his juices, his body slightly shuddering against your tongue as you curl it around, drawing lines and swirls, switching positions every time he gets a little too comfortable. 

“Thank you,” you hear him say at one point, making you hungry and happy, hearing the breathlessness that accompanies his thanks because Loki's never thanked you. Not even in moments like this when you’re wrapped around his cock and both of you are coated in lust, no longer aware of the outside world. No, he always reserves those words for other people —people he likes outside the realm of sex and whatever this is between the two of you. And although you’ve always tried to ignore the way it makes you feel, right now it’s all you can think about because him saying thank you, even if just to get himself off, is almost like a blessing. Like a right of passage and a new level of intimacy that immediately makes you desperate to please, causing you to withdraw your swollen lips and pump him harder. 

“You’re being such a good boy, using your manners,” you say, gripping him so tight you can practically feel his orgasm growing —building and swelling, every muscle in his body condensing as it awaits the end. 

Because inside Loki is screaming —begging for release as he outwardly pants and grabs your face, thumbing your reddened lips with curious touches that say, “please, can I come?” 

At this point, he doesn’t have to say anything anymore. You know and he knows, so instead you just nod, feeling his fingers dip into your mouth, prompting you to suck their ends as you continuously coast your tightened palm along his flesh until he’s whining and whimpering, thumbing your cheek in such a gentle way that, as you eventually feel the ending of his orgasm come to, you swear through your dizzying state he whispers, “I love you.” 

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Hungry For Your Living Kiss [sub Loki Smut]

Sub TDW!Loki x Dom fem!reader

Summary: Loki has been locked up in his cell on Asgard for a while. You are one of Frigga’s maids and visit Loki regularly to bring him new books, as ordered by Frigga herself. The only difference: you choose to hand them over in person. Loki has developed an interest in you but he’s buried too deep in guilt and self-hatred to do anything about it. When you visit him again after he wakes up from a nightmare, Loki finally cracks.

Words: 5.7k

Warnings: NSFW! 18+  sub!Loki, dom!reader, face-slapping, praise kink, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, body worship, trauma, Loki having a panic attack, mentions of torture under Thanos, discussion of consent and boundaries, Loki being a soft cinnamon roll

Well, there we go. I’ve actually written smut for once, big surprise! This fic kinda developed a mind of its own at some point and now this is the end result. I don’t know what happened… 😂

Thanks to @lokisgoodgirl​ for inspiring me and being a cheerleader, and also thanks to @lokischambermaid​ for encouraging me to actually go through with writing this nonsense. I hope you enjoy it.

@muddyorbsblr​ I hope you like this too!

I haven’t written smut in a long time, so this is basically my first official attempt in... 3 years, I think. Please be kind. 😅

The title is inspired by the poem “If I Was Dead” by Carol Ann Duffy. I love her poetry and every single one of her works gives me Loki vibes. I can only recommend you check it out.

Loki stared grimly into the dungeon hallway, his vision obscured by the orange glow of Asgardian magic trapping him in this dreaded cage.

With nothing to do but reading.

And maybe waiting on new material – not that he was concerned about the plays and mythology retellings his mother kept bringing to him.

“The books I sent, do they not interest you?”

Loki bit back a comment about how he was far more interested in the maid delivering them than he cared about the books themselves. He paused, taking a deep breath to steady himself before he turned away from the wall to face his mother.

“Is that how I am to wile away eternity?”

Loki’s voice was calm, though the words sent a flash of pain through him.

Trapped in this cell, forgotten by the world. All alone.

Bitterly, he added, “Reading.”

“I’ve done everything in my power to make you comfortable, Loki.”

Frigga’s calm words carried a certain emotion that he couldn’t quite place. Loki looked up at his mother, interrupting his mindless pacing around the cell.

“Have you?” he asked slowly.

He took a step towards her, allowing a hint of pain into his voice as he eyed his mother with his usual façade of indifference.

“Does Odin share your concern? Does Thor?”

The look she gave him in response made Loki want to laugh. “It must be so inconvenient, them asking after me day and night…”

Frigga ignored his comment, as she always did.

Memories of his childhood rose from the depth of Loki’s mind, how his mother had smiled in amusement whenever he showed her something he cared about. He’d been so convinced that she cared about his stories, that she was listening with interest.

Now, Loki couldn’t help but wonder how much of it had just been her being amused at his childish joy. If she’d simply waved his passions aside like they didn’t matter.

Had she ever truly listened?

Frigga frowned at him. Her stern eyes trapped Loki under their stare, preventing him from hiding behind his carefully-constructed mask again.

“You know full well it was your actions that brought you here.”

Loki bit his tongue, fighting a memory that threatened to close in on him.

Your actions…

“My actions.” he echoed in a dull voice, turning away from Frigga to pace around the cell again. His stride was more forceful now, every step crushing a painful memory beneath his sturdy boots.

Loki soon found himself arguing with his mother, finally allowing himself to release a fraction of the weight he’d carried on his shoulders since his childhood days. Frigga’s insistence on his parentage ignited a storm deep within his chest, his ears filling with white noise while she continuously compared his actions to Odin’s.

“HE’S NOT MY FATHER!” Loki finally interrupted her, screaming the words right into her face.

Frigga didn’t remain quiet for long even though she’d taken a step back at his loud voice. “Then am I not your mother?” she asked softly, her ancient eyes filled with sadness.

Loki stared at her, his mouth opening and closing as he choked on all the things he’d always wanted to tell her. When he finally managed to say something, it turned out to be the worst possible option he could have chosen. He already regretted the words before they even left his mouth.

“You’re not.”

Frigga just looked at him, that same deep sadness from before still on her face.

Loki reached out, wanting to apologize, to touch her, to hold her. Anything.

His hand faded straight through hers.

Frigga’s eyes didn’t leave him as she slowly dissolved into sparks of magic.

Loki stared at the spot where she’d stood only a second ago. His chest constricted painfully as their conversation repeated in his head.

You know full well it was your actions that brought you here.

He shut his eyes, trying to hold back the memories of what he’d done in the past two years. What he’d been forced to do.

As usual, Loki was too weak to fight the onslaught of pictures and sounds. They overwhelmed him, playing out in front of him in blindingly bright colors.

The screams. The pain. The view of all the destruction from atop Stark Tower, in that brief moment where he’d finally been himself again. The way Thor had pleaded with him, right before he’d lost control once more…

Loki’s legs gave out beneath him. He stumbled to the ground, the impact shooting a flash of hot, burning pain up his spine. Tears trickled down his cheeks before he even knew he was crying.

Your fault. Weak, useless, despicable.

Loki pressed his forehead against the cold stone floor, his hands balled into fists next to his face.

The whispers didn’t cease. They only increased in volume as a single word stood out among the storm of insults. It echoed off the walls, digging its claws deep into Loki’s trembling body.

Monster.

Loki awoke with a start. He blinked against sleep’s firm hold, trying to shake the remnants of his dream – or rather, his nightmare. He barely remembered anything and the pictures faded quickly as he reached consciousness.

He could still hear the screams though. They always followed him, even when he was awake.

Loki slowly sat up. His entire body protested and his limbs ached as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. He paid it no mind.

He’d survived so much worse…

Loki stared at the hard surface beneath him in confusion; he must have fallen asleep on the floor. No wonder he’d been plagued by a nightmare.

Not that his waking hours were free of horror. The ghosts of the past two years followed him like a shadow even when he was wide-awake. No matter how hard he tried, he simply couldn’t escape them.

Loki wiped at his eyes to brush away the first tears rolling down his face. He gritted his teeth, ultimately failing to control himself as he gave in to the pain.

It would be one of those days again…

Voices rang out in the dungeon hallway. The two guards with their rough, ceremonious language – and then a third person, speaking in a much more joyful tone.

Loki froze. An ice-cold flash shot through him as he stared at the nontransparent cell wall.

No. You couldn’t be here, not right now!

He couldn’t let you see him like this, crying on the floor like some pathetic wimp. You deserved his best behavior, the charming prince who treated you like royalty. Not this…this sobbing moron.

Loki tried to hide his tears, desperately rubbing at his face with his sleeve. It was no use. Fresh tears continued to spill from his eyes, no matter how harshly he wiped the old ones away.

You entered the cell, the pile of books in your arms so high that it obscured your vision. You’d brought more than usual this time.

Maybe Frigga had added some books to teach him a lesson after their fight…

Loki shuffled backwards until his spine met the wall. He suppressed a pained hiss as his back protested at the impact and instead pulled his knees up towards his chest, trying his best to hide himself from you.

“Good morning, your highness. I hope I’m not too early. Queen Frigga requested that I deliver these as soon as possible.”

Your voice was far too chipper for the current time of day.

You carefully set the pile of books down onto the chair, reaching out to catch one of them before it could fall to the floor. Afterwards you turned around, quickly wiping your hands on your clothes as you searched for him.

“I know you probably haven’t finished the old ones yet, so I thought I’d just –“

Loki could tell when you spotted him cowering in the corner. He tried to make himself even smaller, wishing he could just fade into the wall.

An expression of deep concern washed over your beautiful features. You hurried across the room to kneel beside him, cupping his face between your palms.

“Are you alright?”

Loki could only stare at you in disbelief. His crying ceased, the pain replaced by utter shock at your proximity.

Did you forget who you were talking to? That you couldn’t just touch–

A shiver ran through him as your thumbs softly wiped his tears away. The careful, almost loving caress fueled the ache in his chest, though it was another kind of longing this time.

Why were you being so gentle with him? Why weren’t you running from him like everyone else?

Your touch became stronger. You angled his face towards you, leaving Loki no choice but to look at you.

“Are you alright, your highness?”

The title made him shiver, even though you’d addressed him in this manner countless times before ever since Thor had dragged him back to Asgard.

Something about your soft voice as you said the words this time was different.

It almost sounded like a term of endearment…

Loki’s mouth fell open, a quiet gasp slipping out against his will. His hand flew up and covered his mouth as he stared at you, embarrassment at his own reaction stunning him into silence.

You studied his face. A smile spread over your features – gods, you were truly beautiful – when you carefully pulled Loki’s hand away from his face. You placed it ever so gently against your cheek instead, closing your eyes for a second and leaning into the touch before you pressed your lips against it, softly kissing the palm of his hand.

Loki couldn’t breathe. He stared at you, your boldness leaving him completely speechless.

If someone saw you, you’d be executed immediately…

You were still smiling as you kissed his palm a second time, and a third, before your lips gently grazed the soft skin on the inside of his wrist. Your lips left goosebumps in their wake as you slowly kissed along his forearm.

A shiver shook Loki’s body. He gritted his teeth, trying to keep some semblance of composure – not that he’d possessed much to begin with. Your eyes met his while your mouth still brushed against his skin. He audibly gasped this time, the sound far too loud for the silence of the room.

With a soft peck to the inside of his elbow, you lifted your head and sat back on your knees, looking at him expectantly. You smiled, soft with a dash of mischief.

“Does your highness require anything else?”

Loki opened and closed his mouth without making a sound. His silver tongue betrayed him, a situation that didn’t occur often. He could usually rely quite confidently on his eloquence and quick wit.

In this moment, Loki was robbed of that gift. His tongue was immovable as stone inside his mouth.

Ironically he only ever found himself in this position when he was with you.

“I – “ Loki gulped, silently willing his mind to come up with anything, anything at all. It disobeyed him when he watched a small smile form on your face.

Oh, how badly he wanted to feel your lips on his skin again.

“Kiss me…”

It was intended as a command, authoritarian and cold to remind you of your place.

Instead, Loki’s voice was shaky, the volume barely above a whisper. Heat rushed to his cheeks and he gave in, covering his face behind his hands to hide his embarrassment.

Your amused chuckle disrupted the silence, accompanied by the shuffling of fabric. A shaky breath later, your hands grabbed Loki’s wrists, slowly pulling them away from his face.

He barely dared to look at you.

Surely you’d laugh at him, mock him, tell him how ridiculous –

Your fingers caressed his chin, slowly pushing his head up until Loki had no other choice but to look at you. Your eyes were kind, without any of the mockery he had grown so accustomed to. Your thumb gently stroked over his skin.

When you smiled at him, it was like the sun came out.

“What did you ask of me, my prince?”

Loki blinked, completely entranced by your presence. Your words repeated in his head, over and over again.

My prince…

He took a shaky breath, exhaling slowly before he opened his mouth. His voice was stronger this time, though it still trembled ever so slightly.

“Kiss me.”

Loki leaned forward, the tip of his nose brushing against yours. “Please,” he whispered.

He was begging now but he didn’t care anymore. How could he, when you looked at him like he was the most precious being in the universe.

Your fingertips trailed upwards from his chin, cupping his cheek in the palm of your hand. Loki nuzzled into your touch, making you smile for the duration of a second before you pulled him towards you.

Your lips connected with his. Loki swore he stopped breathing.

Everything slowed down as if hit by a freezing spell. Even the silence faded away that’d been so deafening a few minutes ago. Loki could only sit still, completely overwhelmed by the heat of your body, the gentle pressure of your lips against his…

They were slightly chapped, something he hadn’t noticed before. And incredibly soft…

A shaky sigh left Loki’s mouth as he gave in. He returned your kiss, moving his lips cautiously against yours. His eyelids fluttered shut and he relaxed against your body, his hands clenching into fists at his sides as he fought against the urge to touch you.

He would never forgive himself if he hurt you…

You shifted to straddle him, your knees resting on either side of his thighs. Carefully, so carefully, you reached for his hands, peeling his fingers apart before placing them on your waist.

Loki groaned. Your weight above him made his head spin. He dug his fingers softly into your hips, straining his neck upwards to kiss you again from this new angle.

You pulled your head back and pressed your finger to his lips.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” you asked, raising your eyebrows at him.

Loki stared at you in shock. Your commanding tone sent a shiver down his spine.

“I-I’m sorry…” he stuttered, struggling to even get the words out. His throat had become almost painfully dry.

You clicked your tongue dismissively and shook your head.

After a moment of silence you leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose. Loki’s face scrunched as he pouted. You simply giggled in response, kissing his nose once again.

Your lips began to trail over his skin, to his cheek, then his jaw. You grazed your teeth over it, making Loki shiver at the sensation. He closed his eyes as his head fell back against the wall, exposing his neck to you.

Your mouth soon latched onto his throat. Your kisses were starting to linger now.

“Mine,” you whispered softly, tracing your tongue across the main artery in his neck. “All mine…”

Loki’s breath hitched. He’d never thought about belonging to someone before, at least not in this manner. Something about the sound of your voice as you said it made him tremble beneath you.

Mine...

The words slipped out of Loki’s mouth before he could stop them. “Can I – can I touch you? Please?”

You pulled your mouth away from his neck and raised your eyebrows at him. Your eyes darted to where his hands were holding onto your hips.

“You are touching me.” you said teasingly.

Loki closed his eyes in embarrassment. Yes, he was aware of that – but it wasn’t what he meant and you knew it very well.

“I want to make you feel good. Please, it’s not right that I’m not giving anything back to you.”

Loki barely opened his eyes fast enough to catch the grin that lit up your face. He still saw a hint of it though, the fondness in your smile quickly overtaken by desire as you leaned back, raising your hands in a gesture that he read as, Well, what are you waiting for then?

Loki’s hands carefully moved upwards from your waist while he watched your facial expression for any sign of discontent.

“May I kiss your neck?” he asked softly, just to make sure.

You nodded immediately, tilting your head to give him access.

Having your soft skin displayed right in front of him like this tore a whimper from Loki’s throat. He surged forward and buried his face in the crook of your shoulder, breathing you in. His mouth tenderly caressed the side of your neck.

Your gasp echoed off the walls. You dug your fingers into his hair, pushing his face even further against you.

Loki chuckled at your reaction. He couldn’t believe that he was holding you in his arms right now, that he could kiss you like this.

He would very likely still doubt his memories once he woke up tomorrow.

Loki gave into the desire boiling in his veins. He pressed his lips firmly against you, sucking harshly. You panted above him as he carefully dug his teeth into your neck, making sure he didn’t break skin.

“You’re doing very – mmmm, yes – very well. Who knew that silver tongue was good for – ohhhh – other things as well…”

Loki shivered at your praise. His fingers began to play with your nipples through the fabric of your clothes as he sucked on your neck. His efforts earned him another moan from you, this one even louder.

You pulled his head away from you by his hair, staring down at him with hooded eyes.

“I need to fuck you, now. Will you let me do that?”

Loki nodded without having to think twice.

You reached for his pants, pulling his aching cock free where it had previously strained against the fabric, hard and dripping. Your free hand quickly pulled off your undergarments. You kicked them off before digging your hand into his shoulder for leverage and sinking onto his cock.

Loki couldn’t breathe.

You were a true goddess, your eyes dark with lust as you stared down at him.

You could've asked him for literally anything in that moment and by the gods, he would've done it so willingly. Without question.

Loki’s mouth fell open as you started rolling your hips. A guttural moan echoed through the cell, the sound so primal that he didn’t even recognize it as his own at first.

“Mine,” you growled into his ear, your teeth scraping against his neck, “all mine!”

There it was again, the word that would haunt him in his dreams.

Loki threw his head back. It crashed against the wall but he didn’t care, not even when his spine protested at the painful impact.

Your hand wound itself into his hair, gripping it roughly as you pulled his head back further and pressed your hungry mouth against his throat. A whimper fell from his lips, the sound turning into a low growl when you tugged on his hair.

“Yes,” Loki gasped. His head slammed back into the wall. “I – mmmmh, gods… I – I’m yours!”

It felt incredible to actually say it out loud, like a rush that left him dizzy.

Loki wasn’t sure how much of it was rebellion against the way he’d been raised – a prince declaring himself owned by a servant; all the stuck-up royals at Asgard’s court would gasp and clutch their pearls – and how much was the idea of belonging to you. Of being yours.

It didn’t really matter either way.

Loki squeezed his eyes shut, chanting the word until his voice cracked. Yours, yours, yours…

Your moans echoed in his ear as your hips moved faster, grinding into him relentlessly.

He’d never felt this close to Valhalla.

You kissed him again, your hands still buried in his hair. Your kisses took his breath away, suffocating him and bringing him back to life at the same time. Loki’s hands grabbed your hips tightly, clinging to you as he desperately tried not to drown.

Gods, he loved you.

Loki froze. The blood in his veins that had just been on fire turned to ice in a matter of seconds. Even your lips were cold now as they pressed against his.

He couldn’t love you. He couldn’t do that to you.

Words echoed through Loki’s mind. Words that kept him up at night, accompanying his nightmares so often that he saw the scene replay around him even though his eyes were wide open.

If you fail, if the Tesseract is kept from us, there will be no realm, no barren moon, no crevice where he can not find you.

Loki’s breathing picked up.

Thanos would find him. He’d kill anyone in his way to get to Loki, anyone who mattered to him, just to watch him suffer – a punishment for his failure.

If Thanos found out how much Loki cared for you…

The air was too thin now, his tunic gripping his chest so tightly that he wheezed, still unable to breathe properly.

What if –

A sharp pain on his cheek snapped him back to reality.

Loki gasped, his body surging forward as he struggled to fill his lungs with air.

He reached out, searching purchase. Something to hold onto, to ground himself. Something real.

Your arms wrapped around him from where you were now kneeling next to him on the floor, holding him against you.

Loki’s hands clung to your waist, gripping you tightly in a desperate attempt to center himself as his forehead fell against your shoulder. Your hand gently ran through his hair while you mumbled something in a soothing voice. The other hand stroked over his cheek, providing a sensation for him to focus on.

Loki didn’t know how much time passed until he finally dared to lift his head from your shoulder. His eyes fixed on the pendant around your neck, staring at it as if he wanted to commit every little carving in the material to memory.

You didn’t rush him, just calmly playing with his hair until Loki slowly raised his gaze to meet yours. You seemed surprisingly calm. He couldn’t spot any confusion or anger on your face, nothing but a soft smile.

“Are you alright?” you asked carefully.

Loki paused, taking a few breaths. Then he nodded.

“Yes,” he replied, surprised by the steady sound of his voice. He cleared his throat. “What, er, what happened?”

Your tongue darted out to wet your lips. Loki stared for a moment before he caught himself and looked away.

“You didn’t respond anymore when I tried to talk to you. You were just…” you lifted your hand from his cheek and waved it through the air in search of words, “you were frozen. And, well, I… I had to find a way to bring you back.”

You lowered your eyes for a moment.

Loki slowly raised his hand to the side of his face that was still tingling. His eyebrows rose as he stared at you, realization dawning on him.

A sheepish smile twitched at the corners of your mouth.

“Did you hit me?” Loki asked, completely dumbfounded.

You chuckled, looking at him with what he presumed to be a mixture of embarrassment and playfulness. “I had to get you back! What was I supposed to do?”

“Not slap me, perhaps? Surely you could’ve figured out something else!”

Loki rubbed his cheek, grumbling under his breath as you chuckled. He shook his head in disbelief.

You’d just slapped him. Right across the face, with all your might.

His mind conjured an image before he could stop it.

You raising your hand, your palm colliding with his cheek, the sharp burn as you hit him.

Loki bit back the groan that threatened to rise in his throat. He couldn’t suppress the shiver running up his spine, though. His body twitched.

You looked at him with barely concealed amusement, a knowing grin on your face.

Loki rolled his eyes, turning his head away from you. He was still unable to shake the mental image and it confused him greatly.

Your fingers caressed the sensitive spot on his cheek where you’d struck him a few minutes ago.

You applied pressure. Loki hissed sharply through gritted teeth.

Your amused laughter erupted right next to his ear.

“You know…” you said slowly, your hand dropping from his face to play with the tips of his messy hair instead, “I could just… hit you again. If you want to see how it feels.”

Loki’s breath hitched. He squeezed his eyes shut until he saw spots but it didn’t help him gain control over the onslaught of confusing thoughts.

The image in his head just wouldn’t go away.

Loki looked over at you, huffing grumpily for good measure.

You smiled at him, your fingers still tangled in his hair. Your other hand now cupped the unharmed side of his face while your thumb stroked over his cheekbone.

“We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” you assured him.

Your voice was soft but firm. It calmed the chaotic thoughts racing through Loki’s head, although he didn’t know why. Maybe he was underestimating just how much power you truly held over him.

He trusted you though, he knew that with every fiber of his being.

Loki took a deep breath. When he spoke, his voice was barely above a whisper.

“I – I would like to… I would like to try it.”

You studied his face carefully. “Are you sure?”

Loki nodded. He didn’t have to think this time.

“Alright. We’ll try one and then see how you feel, yes?”

Your voice was still gentle but it now carried a hint of determination. Loki shivered. He nodded again.

You gave him a stern look, similar to the one his mother always used with him. “Words, your highness.”

“Y-yes,” Loki stammered quickly, nodding his head in confirmation.

Your fingertips stroked his unscathed cheek one last time before you raised your hand, looking at him questioningly. When he nodded, you slapped him swiftly across the face.

Loki’s mouth fell open, a moan ripping from his throat. Pleasure washed over him like a wave as his body surged forward, almost as if it were chasing after the pain. He doubled over, forearms resting on his thighs to steady himself while he shivered and gasped for breath.

Before he’d met you, Loki was sure he knew pain. He’d experienced enough of it to last multiple lifetimes, even where Asgardians were concerned.

He didn’t know it could feel this good though.

Loki slowly straightened again, his breath still coming in short pants. He looked at you, only to discover that you were watching him intently, carefully taking in his facial expressions and his body language.

You gently held his face between your palms, stroking your thumbs over his cheekbones.

“Are you alright? I didn’t hit you too hard, did I?”

Loki shook his head to the best of his ability, your hands brushing across his skin. “No,” he said slowly.

You smiled at him, some of the worry leaving your eyes. You reached out to push some of his messy dark hair away from his face.

“Do you want me to do it again?”

Your tone was casual now, as if you were discussing the weather.

“Yes! But –” Loki interrupted himself, awkwardly pointing towards his lap, “w-would – um, would you…”

You giggled under your breath and grabbed his cock, slowly sinking back onto him. Your combined moans reverberated around the cell.

Loki’s hands clutched your hips as you started rocking back and forth on top of him. He tried to keep his grip light enough that he wouldn’t impact your movement while still having something to hold on to.

Loki’s hips instinctively jerked upwards and he groaned low in his throat.

You didn’t punish him for it this time. Instead you smiled and lifted a hand from the back of his neck, softly brushing your fingertips over his cheek.

After a moment, you pulled your hand back, eyeing him questioningly.

Loki nodded and closed his eyes, his breathing picking up in anticipation.

His head flew to the side as you slapped him again, hard. The sound echoed through the cell.

A hot flash raced up his spine, making Loki cry out in pleasure. The stinging sensation almost tipped him over the edge.

“Th-th-thank you,” he stammered once he was able to speak again. His face burned from humiliation and pleasure.

You smirked, pulling Loki into a rough kiss. Your hips continued their maddening pace that made his head spin all over again

“Again,” Loki urged softly once you broke the kiss, “p-please, again.”

You paused and frowned at him, slowing down the movement of your hips. He whined loudly in protest.

“What was that?” you asked slowly, a hint of darkness in your voice.

Loki shuddered, squeezing his eyes shut as he battled the last remaining shred of his pride.

“Please… please hit me again, Y/n.”

He cringed, ashamed of the utter desperation in his voice. This was so far from the behavior his mother had taught him, so unlike what his golden brother had always been praised for during their childhood.

However, when you resumed the grinding of your hips on top of him – moving even faster than you did previously – and leaned forward to capture his mouth in a passionate kiss, Loki found he didn’t care. He simply let go, allowing you to do whatever you wanted.

You broke the kiss soon after, smiling in amusement as his lips chased after yours.

“Well done. Just close your eyes and enjoy it.”

Loki complied, a drawn-out moan falling from his lips as you started bouncing on his cock.

“Yes, th-th– ohhhh – th-thank you – mmmm, just like that… Please hit me again, I want it so badly, I – ohhhhh, GODS!”

Your hand had come down onto his face again, striking him so hard that his ears were ringing. This time however, you’d slapped him on the other cheek.

Loki swore he saw stars. The sharp sting pushed him over the edge and he spilled inside of you, your name falling from his lips in a broken scream. He remained sitting propped up against the wall as waves of pleasure rolled over him, leaving him a trembling, moaning mess.

You bounced on top of him, your head thrown back towards the ceiling while you chased your own release. You reached between your legs, rubbing your clit relentlessly until you came with a strained cry.

Loki caught you in his arms as you slumped forward into his chest, spent and exhausted. He stroked the back of your head with tender fingers, smiling to himself in awe and disbelief.

How in the hels did he deserve you?

You hummed softly, burying your face in his shirt. You remained that way until your heartbeat slowed down and your breathing returned to normal.

Loki’s breath caught in his throat when you finally raised your head to look at him, leaning in to kiss him so lovingly that he forgot everything around him.

All that mattered was you.

Loki woke up slowly, feeling rested and calm for the first time in forever. He found himself curled up in his chair, which explained why he wasn’t in as much pain as usual.

He didn’t remember lying down to sleep though.

He couldn’t remember when he’d last slept without nightmares either.

Loki stretched carefully, not quite trusting the lack of pain just yet. After all, he’d learned the hard way how easily his body could be manipulated, how it felt to lose control of his own hands only to wake up to find them covered in blood that he didn’t remember spilling.

Loki yawned, rubbing at his eyes while he slowly shifted into a sitting position.

Today would be a good day, he could feel it. He really deserved one.

Someone pointedly cleared their throat.

Loki flinched, his eyes almost falling out of his head when he spotted Frigga standing in the middle of his cell.

“Mother! What are you doing here?”

Their conversation two days prior came back to him. Loki practically jumped out of the chair, the quick motion making him dizzy. He pushed the feeling aside.

“Mother, I apologize for –“

Frigga only lifted her hand, effectively silencing him.

“No need,” she said graciously, a hint of her usual loving tone resonating in her voice. “You’re forgiven.”

Loki stared at her, a weight falling off his shoulders as he processed her words. He took a deep breath of relief.

His mother’s presence still confused him though. Why was she here?

Frigga smiled at him. When she spoke again, her eyes held a spark of amusement, maybe even mischief.

“I suppose you’ll be interested to hear that I disguised your… encounter with my maid. I wouldn’t want you or Y/n to face punishment over something so trivial.”

Loki’s eyes widened and he was unable to look at his mother. Her words left him torn between shock and disbelief as the realization slowly set in.

He didn’t know what to say, utterly mortified by what she was implying.

Frigga grinned softly and shook her head.

Loki remembered that reaction very well from his childhood, whenever the guards dragged Thor and him towards her after they’d once again done something reckless and incredibly stupid. She’d looked at them with the same expression then as she regarded him with right now.

Frigga took a small step towards him, the movement barely noticeable. The amusement in her eyes dulled, though it didn’t fully disappear.

“I’m so glad that Y/n reciprocates your feelings… but next time, please try to at least conceal yourselves a little bit.”

Loki swallowed and nodded. His face grew hot as his boots suddenly became extremely interesting.

After a while of awkward silence, he slowly dared to raise his head, discovering that Frigga had disappeared. He dropped onto the chair beneath him, burying his face in his hands.

When you came back two days later to deliver new books, Loki barely managed to cast an illusion before your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

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Sweet Passion | Loki x Reader

A/N: (This is the third part of my first Loki x reader story) Loki and Y/N finally get to know each other completely.

Pairing: Loki x Female Reader

Word count: 3k

Warnings: Major smut, oral (female and male receiving), dom/sub play, sub reader, soft dom Loki, slight dom reader, sub Loki, biting, praise kink, pet names, slight pain kink, body worship, breeding kink, p in v sex, unprotected sex (please wrap it).

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Loki slides his hands up your sides beneath your shirt. You gasp slightly at his gentle touch. He pauses, analyzing your face for any signs of discomfort.

“You alright my sweet girl?” He leans forward, lightly kissing your forehead. You whimper. Loki sighs.

“Loki…” You breathe out his name, holding back a moan. Loki smiles slightly. He pushes your shirt up to your bra, wrapping his arms around your stomach. He pulls you back against him, your shoulders pressed against his chest, your bare back resting against the thin fabric covering his well muscled stomach. He lowers his mouth, planting a hot kiss on your shoulder.

“I can smell your desire my sweet girl.” He pulls you against him, as if he’s trying to meld your bodies together. You whimper as he gently rakes his teeth on the sensitive skin of your shoulder. You feel his cock grow even harder beneath you, straining against his tight jeans.

“You need some help with that?” You tease him, wiggling your ass slightly on his lap. He lets out a quiet moan.

Instead of giving in to you, he bites down gently on the side of your neck, making you whimper.

“Oh darling,” Loki breathes against your sensitive neck. You lean into him, moaning slightly.

“Loki, I…” You find yourself unconsciously lifting your arms. Loki takes the opportunity to lift your shirt over your shoulders, pulling it off over your arms. You shiver. Loki swiftly pulls his own shirt off, pressing his body against yours. He wraps his arms around your stomach once again, squeezing you tightly, but not enough to hurt you. You sigh.

“You’re so warm.” You unconsciously scoot back on his lap. He groans.

“Oops. Sorry.” You cover your face with your hands. You feel his hard cock twitch in his pants.

Loki gently grabs your hands, holding them in his own. He rocks his hips up slightly, eagerly planting several kisses on your neck and shoulders, moaning softly against your skin.

“Loki, my pretty boy.” A small noise almost like a whimper escapes his lips. You smile at his reaction.

“Please let me take care of you. It must be so painful.” Loki’s cock twitches in response, making him groan.

“No,” he whispers, breathing heavily already. You inhale sharply, surprised. His grip around you tightens, only slightly, but enough to make you whimper. “Not until I take care of you,” he adds. He delicately traces your sides with his fingertips, pausing as he loops his fingers in the belt loops of your jeans. You lift yourself up out of his lap, allowing him to pull your pants down, just below your knees. You push them all the way down, sliding them off your ankles.

Loki, wraps his arms around you, gently lowering you down on the bed. Your back rests on the cold sheets, making you shiver.

“Oh my beautiful angel.” Loki crawls above you, resting on his hands and knees. He lowers his head, dropping onto his elbows so that he can kiss and suck at your sensitive neck. He plants a path of kisses from the base of your jaw to just above the cups of your bra. You arch your back to meet his mouth.

“Loki, Please.” You moan. Loki sits up on his knees, which rest on either side of you. He slips his fingers under your bra straps, sliding them down so that they rest on your arms. He groans.

“Loki I… I want you to… I want you to touch them.” You struggle to speak between heavy breaths. Loki teasingly fiddles with the cups of your bra. You moan.

“Please?” You pout slightly. You watch Loki’s face. His expression falters for a moment, but he quickly recovers. He is enjoying teasing you. Growing impatient, body desperate for his touch, you whimper.

“Daddy?” Loki’s eyes snap up to meet your gaze. He loses his self control, and with a snap of his fingers, your bra disappears. You gasp at the sudden lack of warmth on your breasts. Your nipples grow even harder, almost painfully. Loki groans. He gently pinches your nipples between his fingers. It isn’t meant to hurt, but it does. You cry out. This snaps Loki back to reality. He quickly lets go of your nipples.

“Oh my sweet girl. I’m so sorry. I…” You grab his hands, placing them firmly over your breasts. His eyes widen, but he relaxes when he sees you smile.

“My sweet, beautiful prince. Please. keep touching me.” He immediately responds, gently massaging your breasts, running his fingers over your nipples. He moans quietly.

“You’re beauty is that of a goddess, my love. Just the sight of you like this, just knowing that I’m pleasing you… You have no idea how much it turns me on.” His eyes close momentarily. You look down, seeing the outline of his hard cock pressing painfully against his pants. You cannot stop yourself from reaching your hand out to touch it. You delicately run your hand over his bulge. His hips buck up into your hand.

“Darling, wait.” His voice is just above a whisper, laced with lust. You pull your hand away, embarrassed. You start to sit up, thinking he doesn’t want to do this anymore, but he places his hand in between your breasts, gently pushing you back down.

“Y/N. My queen.” He crawls up your body, kissing you firmly on the lips. You moan against his mouth.

“Loki…” Loki bites your lower lip, hard enough to draw a trickle of blood, which he quickly sucks off. You suddenly become very aware of your white panties sticking to your slick folds.

You moan when Loki slowly lowers his body onto yours, holding himself up slightly, carful not to harm you. You instinctively buck your hips up, hitting his cock through his pants. You both moan.

“L… Loki. I need you… now.” You moan between words, desperate to feel his godly length inside of you. Loki gently bites your neck, making you whimper.

“Shhhhhhhhhh. Not yet my love.” He crawls down your body, kissing you, worshipping every inch of your skin. He grips your panties between his teeth. You buck your hips up impatiently. Loki growls. It’s a sound so hot, it makes you even wetter. Loki notices.

“Let me taste you my love.” You buck your hips up again. This time Loki takes advantage of your movement, using it to pull your panties down your legs with his teeth.

“Loki?” His head pops up between your ankles, eyes filled with lust.

“What is it my love? Do you need me to slow down?” He doesn’t move, waiting for your response. You shake your head.

“No. It’s not that. It’s just…” you smile, and he relaxes immediately. “You look so pretty down there. Such a pretty prince.” You pause, watching his eyes darken at your words. You smile.

“You’re my pretty prince.”

Suddenly, he crawls up between your legs, lowering his head just above your knee. You spread you legs wide for him, watching as he glances at your wet pussy. He groans.

“Oh, I love how I affect you my sweet girl. So beautiful. So submissive, all for me.” He plants a single, feverish kiss on the inside of your left thigh, making you gasp. “I am truly blessed.” He dives into your thigh, smashing his lips into your soft skin, sucking on it, and leaving a mark that only his eyes will ever see. He leaves several more marks on both of your thighs, marking you, claiming you as his own. This makes you even wetter.

Loki drags his lips up your thigh, stopping just below your wet entrance. You move down slightly, silently giving him permission.

He groans as he licks between your folds, savoring the taste of you. He expertly slips his tongue into your entrance, licking your walls. You moan, bucking your hips gently to meet his face. He growls into your wetness, sliding his tongue effortlessly in and out of your tight pussy.

After only a few minutes, you feel the knot in your stomach tighten. Loki places his hand lightly on your stomach, moving his tongue up to swipe over your sensitive, swollen clit. You cry out his name, earning an almost predatory growl. He locks his lips around your sensitive nub, sucking on it until you’re screaming. Within a few moments, your stomach muscles tighten, your pussy clenching, your orgasm fast approaching.

“L…Loki,” you manage, warning him. He lifts his head only for a moment to speak, his breath warm against your slick, sensitive skin.

“Cum for me darling. Cum undone for me.” He locks his lips over your nub one more time, sucking as if he hasn’t drank in days. He groans into your clit, sending you over the edge. You scream as your orgasm takes hold, your body shaking violently. Loki swirls his tongue around your clit perfectly, helping you ride out your high.

When you finally come down from your high, you continue shaking, overwhelmed by the pleasure Loki can give you. Loki groans, almost painfully. He slowly unbuttons his pants, pulling them down a few inches, just enough to let his cock breathe. You whimper at his size, still contained within his thin boxers.

“Like what you see?” His comment makes you blush. You just nod slowly.

“Loki?” You sit up, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on his jaw. He tilts his head back. You pause for a moment, surprised by his sudden submissiveness, but you quickly decide to take advantage of it.

“Oh my sweet boy. You look so pretty like this.” You gently nip at his neck, earning several moans and whimpers from the proud god. You palm his cock, making him whimper. His cock twitches against his boxers. You push him down onto the bed, making quick work of pushing his boxers down to rest just below his balls with his jeans.

You whimper when you see his godly length, standing proudly, top red, dripping with precum. Loki’s eyes darken for a moment, his dominant side returning. Before he takes control, you grab his shaft in your hand, sliding the tip of his cock into your mouth, sucking the precum off.

“F…Fuck. Yes my love. It feels heavenly. Gods.” He speaks between heavy breaths, his legs trembling.

You take as much of his cock in your mouth as you can, using your skilled hands to pleasure the base of his length, gently fiddling with his balls. You feel them tighten, and you watch as his stomach muscles contract, preparing for his fast approaching orgasm.

You want to make him come like this, to swallow his load, but he suddenly grabs your hair, gently lifting your head off his throbbing cock.

Before you can protest, he flips you over, pinning you to the bed beneath him, and smashing his lips into yours. He lowers himself onto you, rubbing his throbbing length against your navel. You buck your hips up, desperate to feel him inside of you.

“So impatient, aren’t you my sweet little dove?” He kisses your breast, taking your nipple in his mouth, sucking on it gently. You moan his name, and he gently bites your nipple in response. You throw your head back onto the pillow, moaning loudly.

“That’s it love. Moan for me. I love hearing how I am affecting you.” Loki reaches his hand down, gently rubbing your clit between his fingers.

“Oh, how I long to be inside of you, to become one with you at last.” Loki reluctantly sits up, grabbing a small package from the wooden stand beside the bed.

“Loki wait.” You gently grab his wrist. “I don’t want you to use it.” You take the condom out of his hand, throwing it aside. Loki looks at you, shocked.

“But love, I could get you pregnant. It’s more likely with me than a mortal man too.” He stares at you, confused. The thought of him getting you pregnant turns you on even more. You spread your legs as wide as you can, inviting him to do whatever he desires with you.

“Please?” You look at him with pleading eyes. He cannot resist you. He slowly lowers himself onto you one again, kissing you with more passion and desire than ever before. Perhaps the idea of impregnating you is just as arousing for him as it is for you. He continues kissing you, moaning against your lips as you kiss him back, lightly nipping his lower lip.

Still kissing you, he slowly presses the tip of his cock against your wet entrance, moving his hips slightly in a small circle to tease you. He slips his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around your own tongue. You groan, biting down on his tongue. He whines, reluctantly breaking the passionate kiss. He looks at you, a silent question in his eyes.

“Please… daddy?” You buck your hips, trying to feel his godly length inside of you. Loki groans.

“Are… are you sure my love? You will very likely get pregnant.” His eyes sparkle slightly, showing he likes the idea. You smile, your cheeks red from the thought. Loki smiles.

“Oh my sweet, beautiful little dove. Would you like that? Would you like to have a baby with me?” He kisses the most sensitive part of your neck. You almost cry from pure pleasure.

“Y…yes my love.” You buck your hips up again. This time, Loki gently plunges his length between your folds, pushing into you carefully. You breathe out his name. He groans.

“Gods Y/N,” he breathes. “You’re so tight. So tight for me my love.” He slowly thrusts into you. Several, slow, gentle thrusts.

He struggles, his pants preventing him from using his legs fully. You push his jeans down, along with his boxers, pushing them down to his ankles.

“My good girl.” He thrusts into you a little harder now, carefully checking your expression for any sign of discomfort or pain. All you do is moan, tilting your head back, and arching your back.

“It feels good?” He presses his body against yours, planting several kisses on your neck. This new position allows him to push deeper into you. It hurts just a little bit. You wince, holding in your cries.

Loki adjusts, having seen your discomfort. He places his hand between his body and yours, resting it gently on your lower abdomen, just above your g-spot. He presses down slightly, changing his hip angle ever so slightly while thrusting gently into you.

Finally, he finds it. The tip of his cock hits your special spot perfectly, making you both moan. He moves his hand up to your cheek, tracing the outline of you jaw with his fingertips. You begin bucking your hips perfectly in sink with his thrusts, aiding him in his pleasure, as well as your own.

“That’s it my sweet girl.” He strokes your cheek with his thumb, kissing your neck as he thrusts into you. You feel yourself tightening around him, the pressure in your stomach building.

“You’re close dove.” He slows down, breathing heavily. You can feel his cock twitch inside of you, knowing he’s close. You place the palm of your hand firmly against his chest.

Loki stops, his muscles relaxing enough for you to move him. You love how he trusts you. You roll over on top of him, positioning yourself above his length. He gently holds your hips, guiding you down onto his cock. It takes you a minute to adjust, to find the right angle and pace, but Loki guides you, helping you find a rhythm that feels perfect for both of you. You move slowly on top of him, not sure what you’re doing, having very little experience on top.

“Does it feel good?” Loki nods, tilting his head back. He thrusts into you, helping you ride him, and increasing the pleasure for both of you.

“My good boy. So good at pleasuring me.” You feel yourself growing closer every time you move your hips forward. Loki thrusts into you perfectly, his cock throbbing.

“Oh, you’re so close my prince.” You grab his perfect ass in both hands, squeezing and needing at his cheeks. He groans. You kiss him passionately.

“You want to come, my sweet boy?” Loki moans in response, bucking his hips sloppily into you, cock twitching inside of you.

“Good boy. buck your hips harder.” Loki obeys, making your legs shake. You feel your high fast approaching.

“Come with me my love. I want your seed. I want all of it inside of me.” You feel Loki’s cock twitch violently in response. He cries out your name as he comes, his thrusts sloppy as he spills every drop of his seed inside you. The feeling of him filling you sends you over the edge, your body twitching as you squeeze around him. You ride out your highs together, moaning and breathing each other’s names.

When you finally finish, Loki stays inside of you for a while, holding his seed inside of you.

“What will you do if you get pregnant dove?” He strokes your cheek. You smile.

“I don’t know. I don’t want to get my hopes up too soon.” You shift in the bed, allowing Loki to clean up.

“What I do know…” You help him clean up, then proceed to clean yourself up. Loki takes over.

“Let me love.” You smile as he takes care of you.

“You’ll be a wonderful father.” You snuggle up to him as he finishes cleaning you. He wraps his arms around you possessively, holding you as if protecting you from the world. You nuzzle his neck.

“And you will be the most amazing mother.”

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