#loki odison smut

[lokisgoodgirl]

Teenage Dream [Loki x Reader]

A link to my Masterlist is HERE Summary: A trip to Asgard means a visit to Loki's childhood bedroom - and his teenage fantasy. (w/c 1.9k) Warnings: 18+ only. Loki x Female Reader. Established relationship. Smut. Body fluids etc etc. Language.

“This is your childhood bedroom?!” Loki’s arms spread wider, turning in a lazy circle as you gape at the high ceilings and golden cornicing. Open archways lead to a balcony which runs along the full side of one wall, Asgard sprawling below in afternoon sunlight. It’s huge.

“What did you expect?” Loki shoots a lovingly indignant look over his shoulder. “Some kind of hovel-sized quarter the kind of which Stark has bestowed on Lang?”

His boots thud in quick succession on polished marble before he jumps through the air and lands on the modest queen-size with a bounce – a hand balled at his temple. The sheets have clearly been replaced since he last laid in it, but old habits die hard. The green and gold of his colours is in full effect in this room from the curtains to the tapestries and the quilt draped across the mattress. “Lie with me,” he says, looking up through his lashes. “Please?”

Something about seeing Loki dressed in his, what he still calls, ‘Midgard garms’ suddenly seems ridiculous in one of Asgard’s royal bedchambers. A pair of tight black jeans cling to his muscles, denim shifting as he draws one knee over the other to rest on the bed. His forest green t-shirt has ridden up at his lower stomach, a victim of the obscene measurements of his stretching body. He chuckles lightly, making a thick line of his obliques tighten as he slips his fingers further into mussed hair. "I told you I was a prince," he says sheepishly.

You make your way to the bed and he flips to his back, releasing a happy groan as you straddle him. His eyelids droop, a flash of his upper teeth as he bites his bottom lip. "Frigga will be expecting us," you say as you roll your hips against his crotch. "Uhhh...gods-" he grunts, large palms rubbing up your thighs tight on either side of his chest. ‘Frigga can wait. I said I would give you a tour, and give you a tour...I shall.’ "Not from down there you won’t."

You yelp as Loki sits up and his lips fasten to yours, hand cradling the back of your head and forcing you in a violent kiss. He bites your bottom lip, sucking out gently. You moan softly as his hands begin to rub your thighs again. He’s needy. The sentimentality of bringing you Asgard for the first time is doing a real number on him. Your fingers run down his neck, down the hard dips and ridges of his abdomen through the t-shirt.

“I used to pleasure myself in this bed, dreaming of a woman like you-” he says huskily, beginning to thrust upwards. The painfully tight erection bursting against denim rubs against your gusset, toying back and forth. You feel a swell of arousal web between your folds as your eyes dart towards the open door. Just a crack, but it’s enough. The guards are never far in the palace it seems, even for a Prince who’s all grown up.

“Say more,” you tease. It’s a whisper, but it seems to echo. Loki chuckles quietly into the curve of your neck before he tips you easily to the side. You meet the mattress with a bounce, your head disappearing between the crevice of two plush pillows. Loki’s long form rises above you, impossibly rectangular, spread on his knees, the denim screaming around his crotch.

“It may come as a surprise to you that I was an awkward young man,” he starts, riding up the hem of his t-shirt. His leather belt sits maddeningly at the dent of his hips, perfect alabaster skin of his stomach flashing into view. “No!? I would never have guessed...” you joke, surprised at your ability to think straight as Loki’s shirt pops over his head. He throws it away, skittering gently across the marble floor. His eyes flash mischievously.

“But I had urges, of course; fucked myself night after night like a demon; elaborate fantasies formed in my head with excruciating detail.” He falls forward against the pillows, the bulge of his shoulders tensing as he cages you.

“I wouldn’t let myself cum until every detail in my head was perfect,” he breathes, letting long tendrils of hair drag against your throat in time with the filth of his dulcet syllables. “Again and again. It was enough to drive a young man to madness.”

“Did you ever have-?” you start, cut off by a pathetic moan as Loki drags his bound cock against your clit. “Never," he whispers. "This bed is as virginal as myself when I left it.”

The warm glow of his magic pulses from his skin. Loki’s jeans are gone, replaced by a green silk robe open at the waist. It's Asgardian craftsmanship, that much is obvious. Gold weaving edges the hem, its age betrayed only by the sleeves which are a little too short. The sage shimmer melts into the wave of his hair, and for a second you can’t bring yourself to believe there wasn’t a line forming outside his bedroom every night after he came of age.

He rests back on his haunches between your legs, flipping out the robe at the nip of his taut waist. Loki’s eyes smoulder, waiting for you to ask.

“Which one do you want?” you say. It times perfectly with a twitch of his proud cock as he draws a finger back and forth along its length. His chin dips and a small smile creeps at the corner of his lips.

Loki raises a hand, a theatrical snap of his fingers making the ceiling height door to the chamber swing closed with an almighty clang. Even under normal circumstances, doors don’t close quietly in the palace; it is by design.

“My goddess riding me,” he says, raising his gaze to yours. “Then once I’ve filled her, she crawls to my face; smothers me with her perfect, dripping sex; calls my name so loudly in ecstasy that my brother hears it all the way in the taverns.”

Your brows raise. “That’s quite specific.”

Loki shrugs. “I told you. It needed to be perfect. I spent a lot of time thinking about it.” You shuffle up on the pillows, curling one side of his silk robe in a fist and pulling his mouth to yours. He manoeuvres around, lying back against the pillows with bright eyes while you crawl on top of him once more.

“Are you my sweet virginal Prince?” you ask, batting your lashes. Loki snickers. "If you like." “I do.” “Aright then,” he sniffs. “Although I should warn you, for a virgin – I am rather an expert.” “Shhh-” You press a finger to his lips. "I read a lot of books," he explains with overly-earnest eyes, muffled against your finger. “Let’s get you some practice, then..” you whisper, rolling your hips up the length of his cock. Loki whimpers, brows slanting. You can't tell if that part is for show. With a slip of his hand against your ass you feel your dress dissolve, the nip of a breeze through the open arches making your nipples stiffen. Loki’s head leaves the pillow and catches one in his mouth as your hand guides his cock between your legs. You rub the tip against your slit, slipping back and forth as guttural groans roll in his throat.

"My virgin Prince," you coo.

Loki’s head falls back to the pillow, a warning brow rising. But his eyes sparkle. Slowly, you sink down onto his cock; each hard inch of muscle tugging against your walls as you settle to the hilt.

“Every time you do that,” Loki rasps, “it’s everything I ever dreamt of in this bed, I swear.” You flatten a curl of hair back from his forehead, rocking your hips back and forth. His hands slide up your waist, cupping your breasts as he pants beneath you. A vein in his neck throbs as he grits his teeth to the ceiling. He won’t last, not today. And that’s just fine.

You press his shoulders down, limiting his thrusts. If he wanted to, he could overthrow the touch in an instant. But he wont, not today; not in this bed. Every time you reach the tip of his cock you squeeze and his lips part; every time you sink him deep into your cunt they press together, like he doesn’t trust himself not to howl. The squelching is louder now. The moaning, too. You and Loki have fucked many times, in many places – in every conceivable position, each time you think you could never be more aroused, he proves you wrong. But something’s different about him here. When his beautiful eyes open, the dark fan of his lashes seem to pop against the vibrant blue ringing blown pupils.

Loki’s fingers sink deep into the plump of your ass. He pulls in time with your rhythm, drawing the flat of his feet up. In seconds, he sits up to meet your mouth; his tongue lapping against yours with quiet desperation. Your fingers run down his abdomen and you feel his stomach clench.

“Fill me, baby-” you whine into his open mouth, “show me what Asgard’s finest cock can give me.” Loki grunts in pleasured anguish, thrusting in erratic shudders as he erupts inside your heat. The angle is tight. Fresh seed creams at the seal of your slit and wells around the rim of his half-sheathed cock as he comes undone with a ragged exhale of your name. He captures you in a messy kiss, falling away from your mouth to your chest before collapsing back to the pillows. He squints with one eye, a lazy hand beckoning. “You sure?” There’s an unusual shyness in your voice. Loki nods with a wolfish, lopsided grin; drunk on sex. You shuffle up his abdomen, feeling a thick roll of hot cum settling against your inner thigh. Your fingers curl around the wooden headboard, Loki’s large palms settling on your ass and keeping you high. His head tilts, warm tongue tracing your inner thigh and sucking his seed from your skin. A violent shiver of desire rolls down your spine, making you thrust towards his face.

“I’ll try my best-” he purrs in character from between your legs.

His eyes are all you can see as his tongue outstretches. They disappear as he dips further back, running his warmth between your folds. He tilts his chin up, a white pool collected on his tongue. Loki of Asgard looks up from bottomless eyes, the planes of his cheekbones sharpened. You shoot down and jam your tongue into his open mouth. His cum swirls within the kiss, mingling with the earthy taste of your own pussy – swallows and moans and filth sliding down your throats. Loki gasps loudly as your kiss breaks with a slurp. “Was that in your fantasy?” you ask innocently, resuming your position above his head. “I regret now, that even in the depths of my teenage depravity, it was not,” Loki growled, squeezing your ass-cheeks. He nudges you closer. “Now, finish me,” he orders as he pushes you down against his face. The flat of Loki’s tongue meets your plump clit. Each flush and fat stripe of the muscle has no pretence – he intends to make you climax; and climax hard. Your nails dig into the headboard, scratching down pristine oak lined with gold. Images of Loki as a virginal youth rear in your mind, thrashing in these sheets, under this very ceiling, twisting and unravelling beneath the beat of his fist. Your thighs begin to tremble, held steady by his fingertips sinking deep into the curve of your ass. Loki’s tongue is relentless; it swirls and captures every flush of sparking orgasm and tends it with the next lap of his attentions. Before long, your legs tense – and somehow, one of your hands has tangled in his hairline, pushing him deeper, his nose slotted perfectly at the lip of your mound. The sight is all it takes. “Loki-” you choke, punctuated by a final devastatingly soft lick of his flat tongue over your sex. “Mmrph…” he grunts, brow furrowing. You hold your breath as climax shatters you, the exhale a strangled sob of his name that sings around the ceilings and tumbles out the archways.

You collapse on his chest, the two of you panting heavily. A thin sheen of fresh sweat clings to his skin. You trace the angle of his jaw, smiling as a dream-like peace descends on his features. “Do you think Thor heard?” “From Midgard? I doubt it,” Loki sighs, letting one of his legs fall open to the side. He’s hard again. “But I can let that part of the fantasy slide. Everything else was...perfection, my love.” You prop a fist beneath your chin. “Maybe we just need to try harder.”

“Fuck harder, you mean?” Loki says, a smirk curling the corners of his lips. “You did promise me a palace tour…” you say, drawing your knuckles up the velvet skin of his cock stretching against his stomach. Loki’s smirk grows wider.

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[cleo-fox]

Close Quarters

Part 2 of 2

(Part 1)

Summary: The thrilling conclusion to Part 1.

Pairing: Loki x Fem Reader

Warnings: Smut, 18+ (Minors DNI), dirty talk, praise kink, fingering, elevator sex, a hint of dom/sub, Dom Loki, Reader gets a little bratty, little bit of a sir kink, cunnilingus, blow jobs, filth.

A/N: I know I usually choose a Loki GIF but Thomas Sharpe seemed…more appropriate. I’ve got a couple more one shots with these idiots, so if you want to see more, lemme know.

Mercifully, the hallway is empty.

You imagine that your exit from the elevator looks as scandalous as what happened inside it. You are draped in Loki’s arms, still out of breath and a little glassy eyed from the two earth shattering orgasms that he’d given you only minutes prior. In contrast, Loki looks relatively put together and intently focused, like there’s nothing more important on this earth than getting you both back to your suite as quickly as possible. That thought gives you a bit of a thrill—the idea of you wanting him is not necessarily new or unusual, but the idea that he might want you just as much is utterly thrilling.

It occurs to you that you’re in rather close proximity to his neck and it seems like a shame to let that opportunity go to waste. You press your lips against the pulse point in his throat and lazily make your way along his jaw. His breath hitches when you catch his earlobe between your teeth.

“Are you trying to ensure that I take you in the hallway, Mrs. Pine?” he says, his voice dropping deep.

“I won’t be able to scream for you in the hallway,” you breathe into his ear, “and I kinda think you want that.”

“Minx,” he growls, picking up his pace just slightly as you resume kissing his neck.

“I take it that means I’m right,” you say. “Or that I’m in for it when we get back to the room.”

He chuckles. “Oh, it’s both, darling.”

You shiver and nip at his earlobe once more.

Loki drops the glamor as soon as the door to your room shuts behind you and while you like the cropped blond hair of Jonathan Pine, there is something about his natural long, dark locks that drives you wild.

“Let’s me make two things clear, Agent,” he says as he carries you into the bedroom. “First: there are no covers in here; I want you screaming my name when you come. Second—” he sets you down at the foot of the bed. “—I want to taste your pretty cunt.”

Heat and tension coil in your hips. “I can agree to both of those things.”

“Good. Undress.”

He watches as you slowly strip off your swimsuit, his eyes greedy and hungry. Once you’re completely naked, he gives himself a moment to look you over in full, unconsciously licking his lips when his gaze falls on your breasts and hips, his eyes devouring every inch of you. Finally, he nods at the foot of the bed. “Sit.”

You sit down on the bed and he begins unbuttoning his shirt. He takes his time and you watch, enraptured by the slow reveal of his well-muscled chest and taut, flat stomach. The shirt is discarded on the floor with your swimsuit. He undoes his belt, then the button and zip on his shorts.

He’s wearing black boxer briefs, which surprises you—you had assumed that his preference was likely to go commando. But honestly, the boxer briefs are so fitted that the effect is essentially the same: they cling to every dip and swell and leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. The material is taut across his thighs and his cock strains hard at the fabric. If pressed, you could probably create a reasonably accurate sketch based on this view alone.

You don’t have terribly long to contemplate this, though—he kneels in front of you, pulling you in for a slow kiss, his large hands cupping your breasts. His kiss is thorough and sensual, but the addition of his hands kneading your breasts and gently teasing and pinching the sensitive skin of your nipples may actually send you into the stratosphere.

And then he lowers his mouth to your breast and you lose the ability to form coherent thoughts. He strokes his tongue lazily on your nipple in slow circles, lightly teasing the hardened bud with his teeth and bringing another flood of slick arousal to your cunt. Your hips rock fruitlessly against nothing, seeking friction to ease the throbbing pulse of your clit.

You sigh, letting your eyes close and your head tip back, your fingers tangling in his hair. After a moment, you reach for his free hand and guide it between your legs. His fingers dip between your legs, collecting your slickness and gently rolling against your clit.

You moan and he draws back, eyes dark. “Lie back,” he says softly.

You recline on the bed and his focus shifts to you spread out before him. “Lovely,” he says. He is being sincere—and there’s a power in that that thrills you, that sends even more heat and slick to your aching cunt.

When he’s looked his fill, he brings both of your legs over his broad shoulders. He lowers his head to your cunt slowly, first dipping down to inhale your scent and then with one wicked grin, slipping the warm blade of his tongue between your folds.

Your exhale is shaky and turns into a soft whine in the back of your throat as he licks a long, broad stripe from your entrance up to your clit.

“Fuck, Loki.” His name falls from your lips unbidden. You prop yourself up on your elbows and drink in the sight of him between your legs, head bowed like he is worshiping at the most sacred and solemn altar.

In the elevator, he was determined to make you come as quickly as possible; now, though, in the privacy of your room, he seems intent on taking his time and building you up achingly slowly. His tongue laves over your clit at a leisurely pace, teasing and tasting and sucking until he finds the rhythm and movement that makes you try to press your quaking thighs together because it feels so incredible. He gently presses your legs back open, keeping you spread and fully at the mercy of the rolling waves of pleasure that his mouth is creating. One of his long and elegant fingers slides inside of you and curls, pressing against that sweet, soft spot that makes your hips buck and your eyes roll to the back of your head.

When a second finger joins the first a few minutes later, you know that it won’t be much longer. Loki looks up at you, lust-glazed eyes glittering like he knows that too.

You approach the edge slowly, your breath coming in rolling gasps, your hands gripping his hair. He watches you, his gaze both hungry and mischievous. You bite your lip, breath stuttering as you furrow your brow against that final ascent.

And then the tension finally snaps and your head tips back as you tumble off the edge and into your climax, your free fall as decadent and shiver-inducing as the beautifully slow buildup.

You don’t manage to gasp his name because the concept of words has fled you entirely and the only sound that escapes your lips is a sharp cry. From the glint in his eye and the low groan of approval offered against your clit, Loki doesn’t seem to mind at all.

The aftershocks roll through you in rippling waves that make your toes curl and it takes you a moment to catch your breath.

“I confess, I’m quite tempted to stay here all night,” says Loki, placing a gentle kiss on your clit. “You have the sweetest cunt.”

“I bet you say that to all the girls,” you say, your words slurred with pleasure.

“Hardly.” He licks you very slowly from your entrance to your clit and you sigh, running your fingers through his hair. He repeats the same circuit twice more.

“In fact,” he murmurs, placing another kiss on your clit, “I think I may need another taste.” Another lingering kiss, his tongue teasing your entrance. You suck in a shuddering breath.

“One more.” Another long stroke of his tongue and you shiver again.

“Darling, I’m so sorry—” a quick kiss to your clit, “—but I think I’m going to have to make you come again. I'm simply famished.”

Your back arches and you moan as his mouth once again envelopes your clit and his fingers slide back inside you, curling into that soft, sweet spot. You’re a little sensitive, but he’s moving with such achingly perfect precision that you can already feel another orgasm starting to build in your hips.

The ascent is much quicker this time, and you soon find yourself whimpering and panting, your hands tangling again in his hair. He groans against you and you swear you feel the vibrations shimmer all along your aching core.

“Please,” you moan. “Please. I’m so close. Please.”

He lets you ride the edge for a little bit longer, despite your pleas and your iron grip on his hair. But after a minute or so, he seems to take pity on you and he increases his pace just slightly. Your orgasm blossoms in your hips, your cunt clamping down on his fingers as you moan his name to the ceiling.

“That’s my good girl,” he purrs a moment later, as his fingers coax you through the aftershocks. He looks you over, licking his lips. “You’re gorgeous like this, you know,” he says, eyes dragging greedily over your body. “Naked and utterly fucked out. Perfection.”

You shiver and slowly convince your loose muscles to allow you to sit up. “I don’t think you can say I’m fucked out if you haven’t actually fucked me.”

His eyebrow arches, “Is that so?”

You scoot to the edge of the bed so that you can run your hands over his firm chest. You press a kiss just above his belly button, tongue flicking out briefly against his skin. “Seems reasonable to me.”

“Do you want me to fuck you, Agent?” he says, his voice dropping low.

“I mean, that’s what I was hinting at, yes,” you say.

His eyes are hooded as he gives you a sly, calculating smile. “But do you deserve to be fucked, Agent?”

Feeling a little bold, you place your palm flat against the substantial bulge in his boxer briefs, running your hand along the hard, thick length of him. Fuck, he’s big. “Yes,” you say.

“I’m not so sure about that,” he says, his expression and voice deliciously stern despite your hand on his cock. “You’ve been quite pert. Disobedient. Mouthy.”

You think you have an idea where this is going. “So am I getting punished or begging for you to forgive me?” you ask with a coy smile.

The hunger and delight in his gaze makes you ache. “Let’s see what your smart mouth can do to my cock and maybe then I’ll consider fucking you.”

You lick your lips and trace your fingertips along the sharp lines of his Adonis belt, pausing at the waistband of his boxer briefs. You hook your fingertips under the elastic and pull them down.

His cock springs free as the fabric falls to the floor. Between sitting on his lap and the unsubtle nature of the boxer briefs, you knew he was long and thick, but you’re still not fully prepared to experience the full effect of seeing his cock be hard and ready for you.

“Fuck,” you breathe. You take a moment to admire him, despite the fact that you know it’s likely only inflating his ego. 

“Do you want me, Agent?” he drawls with a lazy smile. “Do you want my cock?”

“I think you know the answer to that,” you say. “In fact, I’m certain you do.”

“Perhaps I like hearing you say it,” he says, bringing one hand up to stroke your cheek. “Would that be such a terrible thing?”

Impulsively, you get to your feet and pull him into a kiss. You can still taste yourself on him—salty and a little sweet.

“You like hearing me talk about how I want you?” you say, pressing your hips against his.

“Very much.” His voice is a low purr and you shiver in his arms.

“I’m aching for you to fill me,” you murmur, leaning in to kiss him. “I’m dripping just thinking about it.” You nip at his lower lip and he groans against your mouth. “But first, I want to get on my knees and worship your perfect cock with my mouth.”

There's a low, pleased rumble deep in his chest and you shiver as you draw away. “Sit down.”

He sits down on the foot of the bed and you position yourself in front of him, standing between his spread thighs and lowering yourself to your knees. You run your hands up his thighs, lightly dragging your fingernails along his skin, enjoying the slight hitch in his breath. You kiss the inside of his left knee and slowly make your way up the inside of his left thigh, dragging your tongue along his skin every so often. You continue this all the way up to the crease where his thigh meets his hip, close enough that he can feel the heat of your breath on his beautiful cock.

And then you lean back and begin the same process again on his right leg.

“What,” he says, his voice going deep and dark, “did I say about playing games, Agent?”

You tilt your head to look up at him. He’s staring down at you with a stern look that makes your cunt clench.

“You know, I came so hard earlier, I can’t quite recall,” you say, making your eyes as wide and innocent as you can.

“And if you want to come again tonight, you’ll find a way to remember,” he says. He’s stern and authoritative, and it’s ridiculously hot. “Now put that smart mouth to work on my cock,” he growls.

“Yes, sir.” The phrase just sort of slips out, but the way it makes your cunt ache and his eyes glitter is absolutely delicious.

“Oh, I like those manners, pet,” he purrs. “I want to hear more of that.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you say, pausing to lick your lips, “sir.”

“Good girl.”

His cock is flushed and so hard it presses up against his stomach. You wrap one hand around his shaft and you suck in a breath when your fingers don’t quite meet. He’s huge and the thought of having him inside of you makes you shiver and ache in anticipation.

You stroke him once and lower your mouth to the tip of his cock, placing gentle, closed mouth kisses on it.

He tolerates this for about thirty seconds.

“Agent.” His voice is laced with warning. “I won’t warn you again.”

Your lips curl into a slight smile and you flick your tongue against the tip of his cock, savoring the sharp tang of his pre-come. His eyes glitter down at you, still watching, waiting for you to disobey him.

“Am I not allowed to savor this experience?” you ask, intentionally licking your lips.

“I would urge you to consider that only good girls get to come on my cock, darling,” he says, his voice going dark and deliciously stern. “Choose your next moves wisely.”

The reality is that you desperately want to come on his cock and you wouldn’t put it past him to deny you. So, you offer him a sly smirk before you slowly begin to lick the tip of his cock, gradually opening your lips and bringing him into your mouth.

He groans softly. “You just need a firm hand, don’t you?” he says as you begin to move your head, stroking his shaft in a slow rhythm. His fingers card through your hair as he leans back on one hand, allowing himself to relax a little. “Or perhaps it’s that you want my cock more than you want to be a brat.”

You look up at him and raise an eyebrow. He’s not wrong.

He laughs low in his throat. “Oh, I think I’m going to  have you taking my orders by the time the week is up.” He reaches out to stroke your cheek with his thumb. “You have such a needy little cunt and I rather think that will prove to be an advantage for me.”

Your instinct is to let out a low whine, but you also don’t want to give him the satisfaction. You can’t fully stop yourself from reacting, though, and a soft whimper makes its way out of your lips.

He catches this and smirks. “You like being mouthy and talking back, but I think you also crave a little discipline. Being told what to do gets you off, doesn’t it?”

This time, you do whine and he smiles down at you, eyes hooded. “That works out rather nicely,” he says, his voice dropping deep, “because I quite enjoy giving orders.”

You shiver and he notices, running his fingers through your hair.

“Filthy girl,” he purrs. “We’re going to have so much fun together.” He watches you for a minute, eyes hooded, lips slightly parted. “You’re gorgeous like this, too, you know,” he says. “On your knees with my cock in your mouth like a good girl. I could watch this for hours.” You glance up at him and catch his lazy smile. “Though,” he continues, “I suspect you’ll also look gorgeous riding my cock. Or perhaps spread out and tied to the bed.”

This image is too much for you: a high pitched whine makes its way out of your throat before you can think better of it.

“Oh, you like that idea?” he says, not sounding very surprised at all. “You like the thought of being bound and completely at my mercy?”

Another embarrassing whine escapes you before you can stop it.

“We’ll have to explore that some time this week,” he says. “Though I am starting to develop a rather lengthy list of things I want to do to you.”

Fuck. You are caught between wanting him to keep talking and wanting him to shut up so you stop making such embarrassing noises.

Admittedly, the idea of making him feel so good that you render him speechless is also incredibly appealing.

You suck just a little harder, cheeks hollowing as you start running your tongue along the underside of his shaft, swirling it on the tip as you come up.

His eyebrows draw together, his lips parting slightly. “Fuck. That’s it.”

You pick up your pace just a little and he groans, his hand going to grip your hair.

“Yes—just like that.” His grip tightens on your hair. “If your cunt is even half as good as your mouth—fuck, yes, right there—I’m going to have a hard time leaving this room this week.”

You hum against his cock and he groans, his hips starting to rock toward your mouth. “Do you like this?” he asks, his voice husky. “Do you like being on your knees for me?”

You moan against his cock, sucking harder.

“You do, don’t you?” he says, his voice a little unsteady. “Barely an hour and you’re already such a slut for my cock.”

You moan again, bobbing your head up and down his length.

“Such a good girl,” he purrs. “A bit of a brat to start, but I think I’m going to have to reward you for this. Your mouth is too fucking good.”

Another moan slips past your lips. He groans and is quiet for a minute or two, his hips rocking toward you.

His breath is coming in shaky gasps now. “I’m close, love,” he says, his fingers flexing in your hair. “I’m going to spill myself in your pretty mouth and then I’m going to fuck you into the mattress.”

You can’t help but moan, which seems to spur him on. His lips part and you can almost feel how close he is.

He makes the most beautiful noise as he comes, a low groan that seems to reverberate in your cunt as he empties himself into your mouth. You swallow his release greedily as you continue stroking him, your head moving up and down his length.

You pull off of him slowly, licking your lips and you look up at him, your mouth curling into a smirk. “So, was that a proper enough apology for you?” you ask.

He growls low in his chest, eyes opening to look down at you. “You are still far too pert for your own good,” he says. “I suspect I’m going to have to put you over my knee at some point this week. You need discipline.”

You suck in a deep breath as your cunt clenches at the possibility.

“But right now, I need to fuck you.” He gestures to the bed. “Get up here. Now.”

You don’t need any encouragement to follow this command, but the way that he delivers the order and the way his green eyes get all steely is enough for more slickness to collect between your legs. You clamber to your feet, but before you can even try getting on the bed, he’s pulling you to him and flipping you onto your back. He rolls on top of you, caging you in with his body, his impossibly hard cock throbbing against your stomach.

He kisses you, tongue pressing into your mouth, hungry and claiming. “Do you want me inside you?” he purrs against your lips. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“I need you to fuck me,” you say, spreading your legs and tilting your pelvis up toward him. “I want you to claim me.”

His smile is sharp and he drags the tip of his cock along your cunt, coating himself in your slickness. “Still so fucking wet,” he growls.

“I told you I need you,” you murmur.

He lines himself up at your entrance and ever so slowly begins easing into you. He presses forward, inch by glorious inch, until his hips are flush against yours.

“Oh fuck,” you breathe. “You feel so good.”

He smiles and withdraws just an inch or two before pressing back in. You arch underneath him and let out a soft moan.

“How about that? Is that good?” he asks.

You moan and nod.

He repeats the action. “And this?”

You offer up another moan and he grins. He repeats the action again, clearly teasing you. “What about this one?”

“Loki, please—”

“What is it darling?”

You’re not quite sure if you want to kiss or slap that smirk right off his face.

“Please don’t stop, please—”

“Oh, you want me to keep doing this?” he says, his brow furrowing in mock confusion. “You should have said something.”

“Loki, please—”

He chuckles quietly and begins rocking his hips against yours in slow, shallow thrusts. You sigh and wrap your legs around his waist, meeting his mouth as he kisses you. You can tell he’s holding back, though.

“I’m not going to break,” you finally say, tilting your hips to rock with his. “I want more. I want you to fuck me.”

He kisses you hard and his thrusts lengthen and deepen, his pace increasing just a hair, and you cry out because he’s now hitting that soft, sweet spot and he feels even better.

“You’re taking me so well, darling,” he says. “This snug little cunt was made for my cock, wasn’t it?”

“Yes,” you breathe, arching your back. “Fuck, that’s so good.”

He wraps those long fingers around your ankles and brings your legs up so that they are draped over his shoulders, your body folded in half. He thrusts again and his cock presses even deeper, rubbing against that tender spot inside you. His thumb finds your clit and you whimper. Pressure is starting to build in your hips again.

“You’re getting close already, aren’t you?” he rasps, grinning at you like a devil. “I can feel you starting to tremble.”

You keen, your cunt clenching around his steadily thrusting cock.

“Are you going to be a good girl and come on my cock?” he growls.

You nod, words somewhere beyond you.

“I want you to soak my cock,” he purrs. “Let it all out. Scream for me.”

You feel yourself poised on the edge. So close.

“Come for me, darling, that’s it, let go, come for me, let me feel that sweet cunt milk me dry…”

You arch your back as your orgasm blossoms and unfurls. The sound that falls from your lips is a high pitched keening that would be Loki’s name, except there’s no space for anything besides this incredible feeling, his cock inside you, and the weight of him on top of you.

“Oh there you go, that’s it,” he murmurs. “You have the tightest, most exquisite cunt. I could fuck you for days.”

You moan, shuddering in the final throes, your cunt spasming around his thick cock. He withdraws for a moment and you moan at the loss, but he quickly flips you onto your stomach and slides right back inside you.

From this angle, his cock thrusts even deeper, pressing more directly against your G-spot. A few strokes in and it becomes glaringly apparent to you that you’re going to come again.

“You’re insatiable, aren’t you?” he pants, thrusting hard into you. “I can feel you starting to tremble already.”

You moan into the comforter, arching your back so he hits that spot again.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he scolds, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you up so your back is flush against his chest. “I want to hear every filthy little sound that you make. Every. Last. One.” He thrusts in time with those last three words and you moan.

“You love this, don’t you?” he growls, his hips thrusting hard. “You love me taking you from behind like a fucking animal.”

Your legs are shaking and you can feel your orgasm building. “Loki, I’m gonna come again,” you whimper.

“I know you are, sweet girl,” he growls. “I can feel your tight cunt trembling.” His free hand slides between your legs, fingers rolling over your clit in the same rhythm as his thrusting cock.

Your breath stutters and a low whine escapes your lips. You are deliciously close.

“Please.” Your voice is barely a gasp. You’re riding the very edge of that wave and it feels so good that you’re almost certain the oncoming climax couldn’t possibly feel better. Almost.

“Oh, you’re almost there, love, you can do it,” says Loki, his hand still moving with his hips. “You just need to let go.”

You whimper. You are almost there.

“Be my good girl and let go for me,” he rasps. “Come for me.”

It breaks quite suddenly, your whole body shuddering and your cunt clamping down hard on his cock as you come. The noise you make is animalistic, torn from somewhere deep in your chest.

“Fuck!” Loki is fucking you hard, hips pistoning against your ass. “So fucking tight, you’re like a vise when you come, fuck—” His speech gives way into either Asgardian or Old Norse—you’re not quite sure which, but the idea that you’ve made him feel good enough to abandon English is incredibly appealing.

You’re dreamily floating back down from your high when you hear him make that beautiful noise again, that low, deep groan that falls from his lips only when he comes. You feel his release flood your cunt, hot and thick, as his hips finally start to slow.

It’s another minute or two before he rolls off you, flopping down next to you on the bed. Before you even have a moment to miss him or the comforting weight of his body on yours, he’s wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close.

You both lie there for a long moment, catching your breath.

You think back to your initial meeting with Fury, when you complained about being sent in with Loki. You’ve never been more pleased to be wrong in your entire life.

“So,” you say once you feel capable of speech, “you said you had some ideas for the rest of the week?”

If you thought his grin was devilish before, it’s nothing compared to what he looks like now as he pulls you on top of him.

“Darling,” he says, his voice dropping an octave. “I thought you’d never ask.”

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Help me

Loki x F!Reader

Summary: Y/N and Loki went on a mission to retrive some information for HYDRA, but Loki got attacked by one of the soildier with sex pollen. (1.899 words)

WARNINGS: Sex pollen, dub-con. (I guess that's it.)

Loki and Y/N were sent together on a mission to retrieve some important files from HYDRA. As they tried to go as quiet as possible, some problems happened, and they got separated. Loki covered Y/N as she retrieved the files. Loki was attacked by one of the soldiers with some kind of power. He didn’t told Y/N what happened as they both got on the jet to go back to the Tower. 

Y/N could notice Loki’s discomfort “Are you okay, Loki?” 

Loki tried to hide his arousal, but it’s becoming increasingly difficult. His heart race as he looks int your eyes, feeling a heat building up inside him “I-I’m fine, really. It’s just...this damn mission.” 

She looks at him with a smile “I know. We all thought it would be easier.” Loki nods in agreement, but his mind is elsewhere as it struggles with the unwanted deside. He can feel his pants tightening around his throbbing member and sweat beginning to for on his forehead. Y/N looks at him just as the jet land on the ground “Are you sure you’re okay? 

Loki shakes his head lightly, trying to focus on anything but the ache in his groin “I-I’ll be fine. Let’s just get back inside where it’s cooler.” She just nods at him as they both walked back. Loki follows her back, his eyes drifting to her ass every step. He tries to keep his distance, but the need is becoming too much. His minds fill with thoughts of having her under him, feeling her warmth around his cock. 

As soon as they got closer to their room, Loki quickly run to his, leaving a confused Y/N behind. Once inside his room, Loki slam the door shut and locks it behind him. He can’t contain himself any longer, he needs release from this torment. He starts undressing his pants, his hands shaking as he struggles with his belt and pant buttons.  

Y/N had found his behavior odd, but she shake her head as she enters her own room. She takes the time to actually read the files they got from HYDRA. 

Loki, in his room, gives in to his desire, reaching down to grip his aching cock as he tosses away his pants. His breath hitches as he finally frees himself from the confines of his pants. Loki tried to stroke his member, but it wasn’t working. It wasn’t giving him the relief he needed so much. He pants heavily, his eyes closed as he tries. He knows what he needs to but is too ashamed to ask for it. His cock twitches and begins do leak pre-cum, the scent driving him wild with need. 

As Y/N was reading the files, she found something actually interestinting about the new HYDRA project: Sex Pollen as a weapon. So, she decided it was a good idea to talk to Loki about it and she went to knock on his door. “Hey Loki, it’s me.” 

Loki growls, trying deperately to control his lust as he hears her voice. His shirt is now tatters on the floor and he’s with a very noticeable bulge in his pants.  

“Loki?” Y/N called him again. “Please, I need to talk to you about the files we retrieve.” With another groan, Loki forces himself to open the door. His face is flushed, and he can’t meet her gaze as he steps back to let her in. He’s aware of the state he’s in and tries to hide with an illusion, but it’s not easy. 

Y/N smiled at him, entering his room and sitting on his bed “So, I was reading the files that we got from HYDRA, and I found something quite interesting. They created some kind of sex pollen to use as a weapon.” 

Loki’s eyes widened, his heart racing at the mention of sex pollen. “I am aware what sex pollen is, Y/N.” He tried to act casual, but his arousal is clear as he leans against the door. “What about it?” 

“According to this file here, if the person doesn’t get relief, their body would warm up so much that they will actually die.” She says as she looks at him. 

He cursed under his breath, his mind racing. He can’t very well go to anyone else in his current state, and the last thing he needs is for someone to see him like this. His heart sink as he realizes there’s only one person he can turn to. 

Y/N closes the file and put on her side as she looks back at Loki, noticing his behavior “You’ve been acting so weird since we left the mission.” 

Loki swallow hard, his throat dry. He hates asking for help, but he has no other choice. “Y/N...I’ve been exposed to sex pollen.” He winces at how embarrassing is to admit it. 

She was confused “What? When? How?”  

“During the mission...when I left to deal with the soldiers, one of them attacked me with it. I didn’t know what it was.” He shifts uncountably, feeling the heat in his body intensifying. “I need relief or...well, you know what happens.” 

Y/N looks at him thinking about it and what she could do to help him. Loki bite his lip, trying to control the growing desire with him. His eyes flicker nervously around the room, unsure of what to do or say. “Please, Y/N. I don’t know how much I can last.” 

“You’re using an illusion, aren’t you?” She asked him. Loki nods his head at her. “Take it off.” Y/N asked him and he actually does as she days. She can now see how hard he is beneath his pants, and shirtless. “Are you sure you want this?” 

Loki’s breath hitches as he feels the fabric against his throbbing member. He nods slowly “Yes...please.” She nods and walks to him, her hands opening the button of his pants. 

Loki grits his teeth, fighting against the wave of pleasure that crashes over him as her hand brush against his skin. He closes his eyes, unable to look at her as she undoes his belt and slip his pants off. Y/N gets his throbbing member on her hands as she starts to stroke him slowly at first, but soon the find her pace. A loud groan escape Loki’s lips as he feels her soft yet skilled hand stocking his cock. His head rolls back, eyes fluttering shut, and he lets out a deep sigh of pleasure “Oh, Y/N...” 

She keeps doing that as she looks at him. Feeling the warmth of her gaze, Loki’s eye snap open to meet her. He licks his lips unconsciously, lost in a haze of desire “Please, I can’t take much more.” 

“What do you want, Loki?” She whispers in his ears. 

His voice is rough with need as he looks at her, his eyes filled with lust and longing. “I want you...Y/N. I want you to take me inside that sweet mouth of your and make me scream your name.” 

“As you wish.” Y/N smirks at him as she kneels in front of the god, putting him in her mouth. Loki’s breath catches as he feels the warmth of her mouth enveloping him, her wet lips sliding up and down his lenght. His hips jerk foward involuntarily, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. As he does that, Y/N moans with his tip hitting the back of her throat. 

Feeling her moan vibrate against his cock, Loki’s head fall back with a groan. His hand finds the way to her hair, tangling in as he begins to thrust into her mouth “Oh god, Y/N....that feels so good...” 

After a few more seconds, she stops and take his cock out of her mouth with a ‘pop’ and got back to her feets. Loki’s eyes fly open in surprise as he stares at her. “Y/N...” 

She takes his hand and sit him on his bed before she took her own pants off. Following her, Loki’s mind is filled with all the dirty things they could do together. His eyes trace every curve of her body as she takes her pants off, revealing she’s not wearing any underwear. “I’m all yours, Loki. Do as you’re please.” 

Loki smirks back at her, his gaze burning with desire. He crawls up to her on the bed, his fingers trailing lightly along her inner thighs. Slowly, he pushed her legs apart and she moans when he does that. His tonghe darts out to tease her folds, tasting her sweet nectar. He circles her clit with his tongue before finally plunging it deep into her core. His other hand gently caresses her stomach, moving up to cup one of her breasts. 

“Loki, please...” She moans. 

Loki’s month and hands work in tandem, driving Y/N wild with pleasure. He increases the intensity of his tongue movements inside her, matching her pleasured moans with his own. His fingers begin to tease and pinch her nipple, sending shivers down her spine. She didn’t last long with Loki doing that and soon she came in his mouth. Loki doesn’t stop as he continues to lap at her folds, tasting her sweet release. When she finally subsides, he pulls back to look at her flushed face “Mmm...you taste divine.” 

She was still trying to catch her breath after that orgasm “I thought that I was supposed to be helping you, not the other way around.” 

“Oh, Y/N, you have no idea how close you actually made me.” Loki’s hand slip between their bodies, finding his hard length. He begins stroke it slowly, the head already leaking precum “But I suppose I should reciprocate.”  

“Please Loki, just fuck me.” She says desperately to his cock to fill her. 

With a smirk, Loki position himself at her entrance. He begins to push inside slowly, feeling her walls stretch and adjust around him. He thrust into her deeply, eliciting a moan from both of them “Like that?” 

“Yeah, like that.” She moans as he thrust her. Loki picks up the pace, slamming into her with a growl.  

His hands grip her hips tightly as he takes her roughly, their bodies slapping together in rhythm. “You feel so good...I could lose myself in you.” 

All she could do was moan as she felt her second orgasm approaching. “Don’t stop...” 

“Never.” Loki continues to pound into her, his hips slapping against her in a primal display of lust. He feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his breathing becoming ragged “Y/N...I’m gonna cum.” 

“Inside. I’m on birth control.” She manages to say as her orgasm finally came with Loki’s. With a final thrust, Loki releases himself inside her, his hot seed filling her up. He pants heavily, their bodies still connected as he tries to catch his breath “Fuck...” He leans down to place soft kisses along her jawline and neck. 

Y/N was also trying to catch her breath “Do you feel better?” 

“I do. But I must say, I quite enjoyed this side of you.” He says as he pulls out of her. “Perhaps we should do this again?” 

She chuckles “I thought you only wanted me because of the sex pollen.” 

Now it was Loki’s time to chuckle “No, I was...am. I am interested on you, Y/N. I wanted to ask you on a date first, but...” 

“You can still do that.” She smiles at him. 

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[simplyholl]

Out of My System Pt 5

Summary: Loki doesn’t understand Thor’s attraction to Midgardians. Until he meets you.

Pairing: Avenger Loki x F. Reader

Warnings: Smut. 18+ ONLY. Minors DNI.

W/C: 1.9K

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The midnight pool party was all you could talk about. You decided to wear the tiny, red bikini you had only wore around the compound. And only in front of people you were extremely comfortable with. Nat bought a black one just like it, so you could match for the party. It helped you to feel less self conscious too.

Everyone who was anyone would be in attendance tonight, including Tony’s nephew Ben. You went on one date with him a few weeks ago, but it wasn’t anything serious. You still texted with him sometimes. It was mostly flirting, nothing too deep. He was attractive, but you couldn’t see yourself with him long term. Maybe that’s just what you needed right now, some fun.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, admiring how the small garment made you look. You fluff your hair one last time before walking down the hallway to meet up with Nat.

Loki’s mind hadn’t stopped racing since the kiss that almost was. He had made up a million different plans to seduce you. Each of them worse than the last. He wasn’t sure what was wrong with him. Under usual circumstances, he could get a woman out of her panties without so much as talking to her.

He just turned on the charm and they fell at his feet. But he had never seduced a mortal before, had never wanted to. He couldn’t figure out the hold you had on him. He knew Fiona was right. He was merely curious. Once he had you in his bed, the spell you had on him would be broken.

The music blared out of the speakers. Most of the guys were jumping into the pool. Steve was grilling by the side of the compound. You and Natasha were dirty dancing on everyone who came over to you. You were laughing and smiling so much, your cheeks hurt.

Loki watched as you danced with Ben Stark. You were wearing that red bathing suit that was often the subject of his fantasies. Loki wasn’t jealous. He just wished it was him you were dancing with instead.

The song changed and you ran over to Natasha, both of you screaming about the song choice. Nat sat in one of the lounge chairs. You crawled on top of her grinding against her in time with the music. The Ying Yang Twins was the artist playing. Loki recalled Lang introducing it to him months prior, so he would be familiar with Midgardian music. A classic, he had called it.

Loki couldn’t take his eyes off you. You made eye contact with him. He looked away too quickly, failing to hide that he was staring. He saw you say something to Natasha. You crawled out of her lap, and walked towards him.

“Hey Loki, can we talk for a minute?” He nodded, scooting over on his blanket to make room for you to sit beside him. “You’ve been weird with me since field day. I just wanted to know why.”

“I haven’t meant to behave strangely with you. I apologize.” He’s looking at the other party goers instead of you. “I thought you were going to kiss me.” That gets his attention. He whips his head toward you.

“I wanted you to. I replayed it over and over again in my head. I thought I misread the situation. It’s so hard to read you. I never know what’s on your mind. Tell me what you want, Loki.”

A sigh escapes him. He pushes a stray hair behind your ear. “I want you.” It seems like a weight has been lifted off him with that confession. You’re feeling more confident now. “Then have me. What’s stopping you?”

He leans in cupping your jaw, tilting your face toward his. His lips meet yours with more softness than you expected. You could tell he’s holding back. You deepen the kiss, climbing into his lap. Your hands travel the length of his back.

You pull him as close as you can. You’re the first to break the kiss. You sink your teeth into his neck. With a primal growl, he flips you over onto your back. He traps you with his bulky body. He nips your earlobe, his large hands covering your breasts.

You squirm underneath him trying to rub yourself against him, desperate for friction. He laughs wickedly, looking down at your trapped legs held captive by his own. You feel his hard length pressed against you. You slip your hands in his swimming trunks taking him between your eager hands.

You pump him once, twice. He says your name through gritted teeth wrapping his fingers around your wrist to stop you. “Slow down, love. We have all night.”

You find yourself in Loki’s apartment pinned to his door. Your wandering hands take in every inch of hardened muscle as he feverishly kisses you. “We shouldn’t do this.” Loki murmurs against your neck. You let out a shaky breath. He’s right, you shouldn’t but you don’t care. You’ll deal with the consequences later. Tonight all you want is him.

“My forbidden fantasy.” He whispers as he cups your breasts. His fingers slide under your bikini top finding your pebbled nipples. You arch into him. “Tell me to stop.” His voice is barely audible. It sounds almost like he’s begging you.

“I can’t, Loki. I want this so badly. I want you. Don’t you want this?” He continues tugging your nipples. “I want this more than my next breath. I’ll have you just this night.” He lifts you, carrying you to his bed. He places you gently on the satin sheets.

“Since this is all I get of you, if this is the only time we are together this way, I’m going to savor it. Every inch of you. Everything you have to offer.” He pulls on the flimsy fabric of your top. The material snaps in his powerful hand.

He lowers his head to your chest taking a hardened peak into his mouth. He settles between your legs, removing the rest of your bikini. He presses a soft kiss to your thigh. You are almost shaking with anticipation.

He dives right in, flattening his tongue against you. He fastens his lips around your clit gently sucking. Your hands tangle in his dark curls. You hold his head as if it’s the only thing keeping you here on Earth. You’re sure if you let go, you would float away.

He moves his hot muscle in quick flicks over your clit. One of his hands finds your chest, rolling a nipple between skilled fingers. The other is on your hip, his fingers digging into your skin. He swirls his tongue in a pattern that blurs your vision. You writhe against his face as you explode.

He looks up at you, his lips turned upward in a cocky grin. He’s never been more attractive than right now. Propped between your legs, his mouth covered in your arousal. “I need more.” He states with all the seriousness he can muster. He spreads your trembling thighs once more.

His tongue parts your swollen folds, gliding through you with ease. Loki is ravenous. He eats you like you’re the first meal he’s had in weeks. His face is pressed to you so closely, you’re not sure how he’s even breathing. You know he is from the moans coming from between your legs. He’s not satisfied until you come a second time.

He lays his head on your thighs letting you catch your breath. You play with the messy curls splayed against you. “I’m glad you don’t want to make this a regular thing. If we did this often, I would fall in love with you.” You’re joking, but there is a lot of truth to it. You laugh, but his expression changes as if he is really contemplating your words.

He places a tender kiss on the inside of your wrist. “I’m not capable of love, darling. But if I was…” He doesn’t finish his sentence, instead he lines himself up at your entrance, pushing into you slowly. You release the breath you didn’t know you were holding. He rocks into you with slow, deep thrusts. You buck against him, needing more.

“My needy girl, perhaps you would like this better.” You gasp as he suddenly flips you. His back is now the one against the mattress. You grind down on his lap. You decide to try something different, swaying forward and back. Loki watched intently.

“Sorry. This probably isn’t doing anything for you, is it?” You pause your movements waiting for his answer. “This is everything. I want you to take your pleasure from me.” He grips your hips, rocking you back and forth on his hard cock. The angle hits your g-spot, causing you to cry out his name. You grip his shoulders for support. He continues controlling your movements until you shatter once more.

Loki finds his place on top of you claiming you again. He handles you like you’re the most delicate, precious thing in the world to him. Like he’s afraid you will break with one wrong move. He slips his hand between you, his finger tracing your clit. He sinks into you deeper burying his face against your neck.

You claw at his back, moaning his name with each tilt of his hips. “Can you come for me once more, love?” You sigh. You’re so exhausted. You think another orgasm might kill you. “I don’t think I can, Loki.” His fingers move faster, in time with his thrusts. “Just one more. Will you try for me?” You confirm that you will. His next movement deliciously brushes your walls, hitting your sweet spot again.

You gasp his name with such longing, it makes his heart soar. You come apart at the same time losing yourselves in each other. He presses gentle kisses to your neck, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. “That’s it, such a good girl for me.” Once you’ve both come down from your high, he takes his place beside you. You’re smiling so widely you’re sure you resemble a creepy clown.

He smiles back taking in your appearance. Your disheveled hair, the flush of your cheeks. He was sure you’d never been more beautiful. It was like Valhalla having you for the first time. It had never been like this. Then he realized what he feared most was true. Fiona was wrong. He would never get over this. He would never be able to get you out of his system.

You notice his smile falters. You interpret it as him wanting you to leave now that you were done. Even though it couldn’t be further from the truth. “So is this the part where you kick me out and tell me it was all a huge mistake? That you regret it and we can never talk about it again?”

Loki takes your hand in his, entwining your fingers. “I’ve made plenty mistakes in my life, but this is not one. I swear it. I could never regret this, regret you.” He looks at you with such vulnerability. You’d never seen him like this before.

You know he doesn’t actually mean it. He is the god of lies after all. It’s probably something he says to everyone he sleeps with, but it’s too late. His sweet words take root in the depths of your heart, even though they shouldn’t.

He wraps his arms around you, snuggling in to you. You close your eyes, enjoying being this close to him. If this is all you’ll ever have with him, you want it to last.

Loki knows he should let you go. He should leave you and go sleep on his couch, or throw you out like you had suggested. But that only makes him hold you tighter.

Part Six

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Hello it's me your bestie! I am here to request some Loki smut! She's tired of Loki's lies and she tries to leave only for him to stop her and they get into a huge argument that leads to rough sex Dom!Loki sub!reader with biting and dirty talk maybe some oral. Also can you do a part with his eyes change and his skin goes blue? Your the best 💓💓💓💓💓

My King // Loki x Fem!Reader

A/N: Hey bestie! Thank you for your request, I hope you enjoy reading!

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, angst, manipulation, dom/sub, frost giant!Loki, huge size difference, size kink, choking, oral (f and m receiving), deepthroat, throat bulge, marking, biting, rough sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, dirty talk, pet names, begging

Words: 4.1 k

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Loki Laufeyson, the Prince of Asgard, God of Mischief with a silver tongue that had eloquently promised to be your equal in every way that was feasibly possible. His wife, his life soul partner, his equal.

Of course, this was not the truth that came from his wicked mouth, over the last few years, there seemed to be fewer truths spoken.

“You’re my priority”.

“I’m doing this for us”.

“This is the last time I try to get the throne”.

Or your personal favourite: “I won’t leave you again”.

All sickening lies because if you were at all his priority or his equal, he wouldn’t be leaving you all alone for weeks, months or even years as he had been exiled, presumed dead or having to live on a different planet after his plans to take over the throne once again failed and caused a catastrophe for you. You’d had enough, you couldn’t live like this anymore.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Loki’s honeyed voice inquired from where he now stood at the entrance to your shared chamber doors.

“I’m going to stay with my mother,” you revealed without further explanation, not stopping with your motions of packing a few of your favourite dresses into a bag.

The sound of the chamber doors shutting echoed around the spacious golden room but you ignored him, even when his deep chuckle seemed to drift through the air, bouncing off of the walls from every direction. You loathed when he reacted like this, laughing off your words like a dismissal of your feelings as he strutted around with arrogance and confidence to belittle your emotions.

“Are you now, my pet?” he asked in a silky smooth voice.

Your body jolted to a stop at the name, he knew what that name did to you, knew how it caused your core to warm with arousal. Shaking your head to try and stay on track with your plans, you couldn’t let him distract you so quickly from your plan, he had failed to listen to your complaints before so you needed to prove that you weren’t messing around this time and actually get some space at your mother's.

Whilst continuing to fill your bag with the essentials, you maintained your confidence, “I am, and you know exactly the reason as to why Loki, I can’t keep doing this.”

“Doing what, exactly?” he pondered from somewhere in the room but you didn’t glance over your shoulder to check.

Your frustrations grew as you huffed out a hot breath, losing more of your patients, pulling on the drawstring of your bag with more strength than you’d needed to. “I can’t keep waiting around for you to return from being exiled”. Turning on the spot to face him directly, you were only met with an empty room, Loki nowhere in sight. Your frustration swiftly turned into anger, not in the mood for his magical tricks, knowing he had hidden from you, “I’m done with your tricks, Loki!”

Without waiting for his response, you quickly walked across the luscious room, shoulders back, bag in hand and deciding that if he said another word, you would just ignore him. However, as you research the door, you were slightly surprised that he hadn’t spoken but isn’t that what you wanted?

Lifting your hands to turn the door handle, your fingertips slide through the golden object as it disappeared before your very eyes. Loki was up to his mischief and you weren’t having it, attempting to push your body against the 15-foot high doors but they were sealed shut.

Burning hot anger rose in the centre of your chest, “You can’t keep me caged in here, Loki!”

His only response was a deep chuckle that once more echoed around the room so you couldn’t tell where it was coming from as you chucked your bad onto the floor, turned to face the empty space and took three large steps until you were away from the door.

“Stop hiding and open the fucking doors, Loki. I’m leaving. I’m fed up with waiting around for you, with your quest to take the throne! I’ve been on my own for too long! Why can’t you just be happy with what you’ve got? With me by your side and as the crowned Prince of Asgard? Why do you have to keep fighting to be the King?!”

A cool hand was suddenly enveloped around your throat and with the sheer size of his long, magical fingers, they nearly wrapped the entire way around your neck. Immediately, you knew you’d said the wrong thing, but with your rising anger, you were bound to say anything to cause a reaction from him which clearly worked as he visualised himself behind you.

Loki never raised his voice around you, even with the numerous arguments shared between you both, he always kept his voice to a balanced level which could be sometimes infuriating as it made you look like the one losing control but it was just another way for him to manipulate you.

So when he began talking in his steady tone, you couldn’t initially tell if he was angry or calm until he finished his sentence. “Do you believe I am unworthy of sitting on the throne then, my love? Is this your big confession after all of these years?”

You were sure he could feel the increase of pounding of your pulse from where he held your neck as your anxiety raised tenfold, trying to recover the words you had said, trying to take them back. “You know that’s not what I meant-”, his hand squeezed ever so slightly harder, not cutting off your airway but more as a warning to remain silent.

“Are you sure about that? Because from what I can interpret, you are unwilling to support my attempts at taking what is rightfully mine”.

This was not what you meant at all, you’d been there every step of the way and he deserved every ounce of glory that he sought after. He was your King, and knowing his hardship with Odin and brother Thor, you supported his journey to the throne but when was it enough? How could you call him your husband if he was hardly even there for you? Attempting to pull free of his grip, you stepped to the side and tried to turn to face him but he held firm, stepping with you so that you still were unable to see him.

Loki tutted, “Oh, there’s no getting out of this one now pet, you’ve betrayed my trust, do you really think I would be letting you out of here again?” You could feel the brush of his lips against the ridge of your ear, causing a shiver to brush through your body as his breath tickled the fine hairs on your face. That damned nickname again, the ownership of it as well as the restraint around your neck was causing your emotions to feel all over the place, mixed between anger and arousal, the submissive part of your brain unsure of what to do. You wanted to make him happy and prove you didn’t mean the words you said, wishing to explain that of course you supported him, you were always loyal but you couldn’t live without him forever, needing to be with him.

Your shoulders visibly sagged in defeat, losing the spark of anger as you were now resorting to back-peddling and trying to apologise for what you’d accidentally said. Opening your mouth, Loki didn’t squeeze his hand, allowing you to talk for a moment. “I just don’t want to be by myself”, you sounded defeated and timid, wanting to lean into his body but once more, his grip on your throat tightened, a sign to keep still again.

Loki’s lips were still hovering close to your ear and you could feel his mouth shape into a grin, “My lonely Princess, have I been treating you unfairly, wife?”

Your eyes shuddered closed at his acknowledgement of your union from all of those many years ago. There was always something so possessive about the way he uttered the word wife, and much like the word pet, he knew exactly what he was doing. Loki rarely said the word wife as well, usually using the pet name “my love”, when referring to you so he was really trying his best to rile you up from angry to aroused.

“Is this what you would prefer instead? For me to stay chained to our chambers and look after my lonely wife, rather than take my claim for the throne? Hmm?” You couldn’t answer even if you wanted to. His taunts were really messing with your mind, confused now between apologising and needing to relieve the tension between your legs at the thought of him naked, waiting in your bed every day just to pleasure you, oh his silver tongue was really tempting today.

Loki then pulled your body flushed against his causing you to whimper with need, wanting to feel more of him. “Shall we find out what you think?” Loki asked with a hint of humour and you already knew what his plan was as his other hand drifted to the top of your thigh, pushing aside material where the open slit was in your long dress. His skin was cooler than your body temperature due to his Frost Giant blood and during your first few years together, you would jump at the touch, but now you welcomed it as his long fingers delved to cup your unclothed cunt.

He always preferred you without underwear and soon you disposed of every pair that you’d owned so he could straight away feel just how slick you were for him, your juices already coating your pussy lips and inside of your sensitive thighs.

Loki audibly sucked in air, “Just as expected darling, dripping wet at the thought of me locked in here with you. Well that’s what you’ve got today dear wife, the door is locked and I am all yours”.

You stumbled slightly as he suddenly released you from his hold as he gave you the opportunity to decide what to do next, continue to leave, shout and argue, or give in to your lust.

You knew and he knew that you would always pick the same one, no matter the situation, the metaphorical choke hold that Loki had on you, the decision was already made.

Without turning to face him, you pushed the straps of your dress off of your shoulders, allowing the material to fall clean off of your body, pooling at your feet, leaving you completely bare for him. Loki sucked in an audible breath between gritted teeth as he looked down your naked spine, lower to the curve of your arse then to your legs, admiring your body and he couldn’t wait anymore.

With a hand on your arm, he turned your body towards him and you jumped into his arms he, was more than ready to catch you with steady hands on each of your thighs, massaging the muscles beneath as your mouth descended on his. All of your passion was put into the kiss, it hurting slightly with how hard you pressed against him, fingers gripping his shoulder-length black hair.

Loki groaned deeply from the back of his throat, tongue pressing against yours to assert dominance and you willingly succumbed whilst subtly trying to grind against his leather uniform, your breasts catching against a strap that twinged your nipples. Releasing his hair, you ran your hands over his shoulders, tugging on his clothing, pulling away from his mouth to make one demand, “Take off your clothes”.

“As my lady commands”, Loki whispered against your lips, lifting a single finger from your body to focus his magic as suddenly your skin was flush against his, lean muscles stretching over his trained body.

You took full advantage of the freedom of materials by tightening your legs that were wrapped around his waist, pushing your wet cunt directly only his abdomen, and rolling your hips to cause your clit to have some stimulation against his body. At the same time, your fingers delved back into his hair, gripping and pulling, forcing his head to snap back and revealing the column of his throat. The overwhelming emotion to mark him, to show that he was yours and as you kissed and sucked on his skin, his deep groan only fueled your plans to make him feel good, once again your submissive tendencies to show him that you believed in him, would always be by his side and you could show that through worshipping him.

You kicked your legs out, trying to pull out of his grasp and he gently placed your feet back to the floor and within a second you were on your knees, hands on the top of his thighs as you marvelled at the proud standing cock you were now eye level with. Your mouth watered, taking in the sight, admiring the veins that were beginning to bulge and the reddening tip that was beginning to leak precum.

You didn’t touch straight away, looking above his cock to Loki whose eyes were closely watching your every move. Smiling slyly, you asked in a sultry voice, “My King, I want to see the real you”.

Loki’s smile turned feral, finger reaching to stroke your cheek in a small sign of reassurance, “Do you think you can deal with it, pet?”

“I can handle anything you are willing to give me, let me look after you my King, let me show you how much I truly love the real you”.

Your husband's eyes changed colour first from their usual pale crystal blue to a blood-pumping red. Sitting back on your heels, you watched Loki shift and change, his legs lengthening, muscles thickening as he grew and grew until he was in his true Frost Giant form skin shifting to deep blue that was lined with lighter shades of raised patterns. You were hypnotised by his true self, the sheer power that he held and the confidence that radiated off of him.

His finger stroked across your cheek once more and your whole body shivered with the contact as his body was now ice-cold. Goosebumps appeared over the skin at the touch, it was such a significant drop in temperature when he was in his frost-giant body so you couldn’t touch him for long but whenever you were willing to, it made Loki incredibly hard.

Reaching up to the tallest height on your knees, both of your hands wrapped around Loki’s shaft that had grown to be proportionate with the rest of his body and could definitely never fit in any of your holes but your mouth would give it a very good go. His skin was just as soft as his Asgardian form and his shaft was still hard and throbbing with your touch but it freezing cold and caused your hands to stiffen in position, almost like when you placed your hands into the snow for too long.

“There’s my King”, you praised and reached to kiss the tip of his giant cock before licking to hole delicately swiping up the precum that was slightly saltier in this form.

“Fuck, my love”, Loki’s voice was deeper now as he watched your mouth open as wide as it could, the skin around your lips stretching slightly as you lay his heavy cock on your flat tongue. “Always feel so good”, he complimented, sighing lowly at the temperature difference as your hot tongue lapped up the underside of his tip over his most sensitive spot.

Even though there was no way you were able to deepthroat Loki with him at this size but you tried your best, wrapping your lips over his tip and sucking, eyes watering as he was already at the back of your throat. This was why your hands were working well, moving up and down his shaft in unison with the sucking of your mouth, tongue swirling over his skin as you tried to ignore just how cold you were.

You wanted to keep going for as long as you could, his words still repeating in your mind of his lack of faith in your belief in him, you needed to prove him wrong. Breathing through your nose, you sucked harder, audibly choking with your efforts to take more of him and the gasps Loki was producing were only spurring you on.

“Doing so well for me Darling, taking my cock more than ever before”, he praised. Your entire body was shivering now, overwhelmed with how cold you were from his body but you didn’t stop or slow down your movements.

Loki could see you were struggling and knew you would speak up, not that you could with his cock in your mouth so he began to shift back to his Asgardian body, body shrinking and warming back to what they were before. Usually, he would always run at a cool temperature but compared to his Frost Giant ice-cold body temp, he felt warm to the touch as you adjusted back to what he once was.

As Loki’s shaft returned back to its usual size, still girthy and long before now at a reasonable size it slipped further down your throat. It was one thing that you were blessed with not having a gag reflex, and your hands rested on the tops of his thighs, allowing them to warm up. You continued to look up at him as your throat bulged with how far he fucked into your mouth and you began to bob your head.

Loki’s thighs tensed under your hands as you move up and down his shaft, quickening in pace, feeling him throb in your throat as you gave a particularly harsh suck.

And then he was pulling out, not uttering a single word as he reached to pull you back into his arms, taking powerful steps towards the bed and then carefully laying you down and you noticed a warm invisible blanket covering your body as he used his magic to continue to heat you up.

Then it was his turn to kneel at the edge of the bed but he didn’t have as much restraint as you, needing to taste your arousal, desperate to hear your moans.

Loki’s wicked tongue pushed through your folds and lapped up everything you had to offer, licking your juices before pushing into your hole, feeling it already clenching around his muscle that tried to reach as far as it could, stroking your walls. His hands were harshly holding your thighs spread wide and inviting for him, feeling them tremble as he swiped across your bundle of nerves.

You reached down to pull on his hair but he quickly snapped on your wrist, holding it down to your hips as his mouth continued to explore your pussy.

“Keep still”, Loki demanded as you tried to roll your hips against his face, seeing if you would listen to his instructions but he knew that you wouldn’t already too lost in pleasure. His teeth grazed over your clit, sending a hot spark into your abdomen, shouting out louder. 

“More!” you weren’t sure of exactly what but Loki could read you like a book, removing his mouth from your cunt only so that he could bite on your inner thigh, not hard at first but as you tried to shift your hips closer to him, he increased the pressure. This was how he spent the next few minutes, shifting between licking cunt and sucking along the inside of your sensitive thighs, biting occasionally, leaving indents with his teeth.

“Need…need to cum”, you gasped, still trying and failing to reach for him, your thighs sensitive and sore but the mix between pleasure and pain was perfect.

“You can cum”, Loki rewarded, and he spoke directly against your clit, causing the vibrations to rumble deep into your core and then he was back sucking on the throbbing nub, his chin pushing against your hole, stimulating it and bringing you over the edge.

With the way you were being restrained, all you could do was cry out in ecstasy, your breath getting caught in your throat with how good it felt as your cunt pulsed and Loki’s tongue kept lapping prolonging the pleasure until you collapsed back. Looking down at him with half-lidded eyes, you mewled pathetically, wanting to feel him, wanting more of him, the argument and feelings you were feeling earlier already a distant memory.

Loki listened to your desperate noises and smirked as he began crawling up your body, his cock occasionally bobbing to touch your stomach. Dipping his head down, he grazed along your collarbones with his teeth before caressing with his tongue, “What do you want? Use your words, Darling”.

“Want your cock inside of me, I want you to fill me up, please!” you begged, your hands finally not being held down anymore meant that you could claw at his back, feeling the muscles flex beneath.

Loki smiles hearing your pleas and sets into motion, easing his weight back onto his knees, giving him space to turn you over and onto your front, lifting your hips up so you were perking your ass and cunt into the air for him.

“Good girl”, he praised, seeing you shake your hips to will him to touch you. Easing between your legs, subtly spreading your knees further to give him more room, he smeared his cock up and down your folds, listening to your precious whimpers before pushing into your entrance.

Loki was slow with his initial penetration, giving you time to stretch around him but after that, he was held no restraint as he began fucking you hard. His hips slapped against yours, forcing you to bounce up and down on the bed, his balls grazing against your clit with each thrust and his hands gripped your hips painfully, holding your arse in place.

You wanted to reach for him, hoping to grip a part of his body in some way as you rested your weight on your neck and reached behind but Loki had other ideas as he grabbed both of your hands and held them against your lower back, now using this to help keep you in place.

He felt so good, dominating your body, knowing exactly what you liked, feeling his girthy cock pounding into your pussy, bashing against your cervix. 

Loki could feel how much you were beginning to clench around him, and quickly released your arms, deciding that he needed to feel you closer. He pulled you up onto your knees, his arm supporting your body so you didn’t tip forward again, his chest pressed firmly against your spine.

Then he was back nuzzling into the junction between your neck and shoulder. “Mine”, he mumbled possessively against your neck and once more, he knew exactly what the ownership did to you. Your arms reached behind you to grip his hair, holding him against your neck, pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts.

“Loki….yes!” you gasped, already sensitive from the first orgasm so the second snuck up on you, especially with this new angle and being so close to him. Thankfully he was strong enough to support your weight as your thighs trembled with the convulsions in your cunt.

You hadn’t even caught your breath before Loki was grunting out what he wanted, “I’m close, need to look into your eyes as I’m filling you with my seed”.

Once more, you allow him to manhandle you, his grip releasing so you toppled onto the bed face first, and then were turned onto your back so you were now looking up at him. His lean body was over yours in a second, his cock slipping back in as his hand held your jaw so you couldn’t look away, not that you wanted to, especially with the way his eyes had softened.

“I’d never leave you, Darling”, he whispered, his lips barely grazing yours and on instinct you reached for him, a hand resting on his back and the other cupping his cheek.

“You’re my king, you’ll always be my king Loki, please know that”, it was his time to find his pleasure, in hearing the devotion in your voice. Loki’s eyebrows knitted together, mouth dropping open, your name pouring out as his thrusts lost their tempo and his cum began coating your cunt.

You hold him to his chest as he relaxes over you, breathing heavily, fingers idly stroking along your sides as you stroked back his hair. Neither of you wanted to move from the spot but eventually Loki rolled off so that he could look you over properly, hand cupping your cheek.

“Do you want me to unpack your bags, darling Wife?”

A small smile spread across your cheeks, “Only if you promise to take me with you when you plan to take over the throne next time”.

“I promise”, he replied, leaning in to kiss you softly.

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arrangement | loki x fem!reader

description: y/n is betrothed to thor, an arrangement made my odin so that asgard may have a queen to rule beside his first born. there is just one problem. y/n does not love thor, not the way she loves loki.

trigger warnings: forced marriage, mentions of anxiety, angst, fluff, etc. read at your own risk.

word count: 1.2k

The heels of your glass shoes clicked along the marble flooring of the palace. Your breathing hastened as you led yourself down the candle-lit corridor. Passing by several guards, as well as servants, you eventually came to the library that was at the end of the hall.

"Loki," You breathed out seeing as he was seated upon a chair, beside a crackling fire with a book set in his lap. His lanky fingers holding it effortlessly.

"Lady Y/N," He greeted without raising his eyes from the pages.

The library was grand as you took a quick scan to see if anyone else was present, to your luck it remained vacant apart from you and Loki. You swiftly grabbed the grand doors and latched them shut, giving the both of you privacy.

"I must have a word with you," You let your feet cross the room, to stand before him as he stared blankly at your feet for a few moments. He took a minute before closing his book and placing it onto the low table before him. He stood up and towered before you, standing a mere three feet from you.

Loki pressed his lips together and gestured his hands to allow you to take the floor.

"I am to marry Thor tomorrow evening," You whispered into the air as though it were some huge announcement, but in truth this was something the entirety of Asgard knew for months.

"Are you? I didn't realize," Loki replied, sarcastically.

"I love you," You stated in a single breath.

"No, you don't," Loki shook his head, tears burning his eyes but he dared not to let them slip. He closed his eyes for a moment to lowered his head before returning to meet your gaze.

"How can you say such a thing?" Your voice was breathy.

"Because, Y/N, you are to marry my brother. We wouldn't stand a chance at any form of a shared life together so we must end this now. We must because we have to," Loki's voice echoed beautifully about the library. The crackling fire was comforting in the background as the candles continued to flicker in the dim room. Crickets sung just outside the palace, creating the perfect ambience for such a solemn moment.

"I do not love Thor!" Your voice broke.

"But you do love Asgard," Loki was soft spoken, probably the most soft spoken person in all the nine realms. "And you will do anything for its people," he added after a pause.

You sucked in a breath before releasing it. There was a stillness for a little while.

"If I wed your brother it will bind me and you together for eternity," You lowered your voice as tears glazed across your eyes. "And I will spend everyday of my marriage, wanting you.. dreaming of you," You shakily breathed in, "Dreading the day when my last thread of honour finally snaps. Is that the future that you want for us? For your brother?"

Loki stared at you with astonishment as he was at a loss for words, unknowing of what to say in response.

Beyond the doors to the library were footsteps, you thought you had heard Thor's voice. You released a gentle breath and stepped closer to Loki as he stared down at you with a gentle scrunch in his brows.

"I must go," You whispered lowly.

His lips parted as you thought he was going to say something else, but you were already exiting the library, leaving him stood there alone, stupefied.

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"Father?" Loki entered the throne room as Odin sat overlooking the empty space.

"Loki," Odin exhaled.

"Might I have a word?" Loki asked.

He motioned his guards away, "Leave us."

Once the room was completely empty of ears, Odin stepped down from his chair, using the support from his scepter as he made an attempt to reach his son. Loki stood as the Allfather approached him.

"Why have you chosen Lady Y/N for Thor?" Loki breathed out, as though it took more energy than anything else in the world to say.

"Lady Y/N will rule beside Thor quite nicely. They will create balance and peace across the nine realms, I am certain of it," Odin explained.

"What about Lady Sif? Her and Thor share more similarities than he and Y/N," Loki replied.

"Lady Sif is a warrior, she must fight for Asgard on the ground while Lady Y/N will lead the battles," Odin stated.

"Father," Loki breathed. "Please reconsider your decision," he begged; the God of mischief was not one to beg. "I love her, I truly love her and if you do this, if you decide to do this, I will lose her in every way that I do not want to lose her. Thor does not love her and she will spend her marriage, her entire life in a loveless match. It is not what she wishes, Father."

"The wedding is tomorrow evening, my son," Odin explained. "The arrangements have been made, we cannot turn back now."

"You are the Allfather, you can do as you wish, whatever the circumstances," Loki was beginning to tremble, in great fear that he would be unable to change Odin's mind.

Odin was silent for what felt like forever. He could see that his son was truly distraught by the situation and felt pity for him.

"Very well, I will see to putting an end to the wedding," He said, hastily.

Loki's lips parted as he nodded his head, bewildered that his father actually listened to him. "Thank you, Father," He lowered his head, bowing politely before leaving the throne room with a smile to his face.

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Scurrying through the corridors of the palace in a pair of boots, having come back from a horse ride, you entered the library to see Loki reading, yet again in the broad of daylight.

"How did you convince him?" You questioned, referring to the wedding having been canceled.

"He is my father.. well adoptive father anyway, but over the years I have been able to pick up a few things," Loki lifted his eyes from his book and gave you a thin smile.

"Thank you," You whispered.

Loki said nothing in response and instead, pushed himself up off the chair he sat in, placing his book on the low table and walked towards you. You followed him with your loving gaze as he towered before you. He smiled and cupped your face with his large hands, allowing you to lean your head back, pressing his lips against yours in the sweetest of motions.

You placed your hands at his sides, molding your lips against his warmly, admiring the taste of him. He smiled into your mouth as you had done the same. Loki pulled back and grinned down at you, lovingly.

"I love you too," He whispered, his lips dragging across your cheek, close to your ear.

"I know you do," You whispered back with a happy smile.

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a/n: this has been something i've wanted to write for a while! i feel like i could do more if it was a full on book, but i thought this was kinda cute and a little angsty! lmk if you guys liked this! i had fun writing it!! tysm for your support, you guys are amazing. be safe, my lovelies. <3 — angelina.

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Fluff: ☁️ | Angst: ❄ | Smut: ✦ | (s): suggestive

Midgard Mischief: An Evening In New York: ☁️ [Loki x gn!reader] Loki's first trip to the Earth realm. You take him for an evening out in New York where his protective instincts surface.

Subtle Seduction: ☁️ (s): ✦ [Loki x f!reader] Loki's seducing words and caresses before a party.

The Birthday Surprise: ✦ [Loki x f!reader] When a birthday girl cancels her party with the Avengers, she finds herself unexpectedly visited by the God of Mischief, who uncovers her deception and offers her a different kind of celebration.

A Carnival Serenade: ☁️ [Loki x f!reader] A cheerful reader drags reluctant Loki into the chaos of a city carnival. Amidst cotton candy clouds, carnival games, and a spontaneous photo booth moment, unexpected sparks of affection and mischief intertwine, revealing that Loki has more to him under his stoic exterior.

Embracing Radiance: ☁️ ❄ [Loki x gn! reader] Loki becomes a source of strength and love for the reader who faces body-shaming at work. Through tender affirmations and intimate kisses, Loki proves that beauty is all about embracing their unique radiance.

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[cherryc1nnam0n]

Cherry's Favorites

Contains NSFW, blood, dark themes and more, just my personal favorites, many characters and topics

Jim Hopper NSFW headcanons

Guard Dog | Brahms Heelshire

The Stains | Eddie Munson

Fake Plastic Love | Fwb!Eddie Munson

Meet the Munsons | Stepbrother!Eddie Munson

This is Wrong | Stepbrother!Eddie Munson

Man of the Month | Loki

Spell gone wrong | Loki

Tale as Old as Time | Jotun!Loki

Lokitty

Haunted | Brahms Heelshire

Hellfire Baby | Eddie Munson

Dungeons and (pink) dragons | Hellfire baby part 2

The "yes" policy | Eddie Munson

Affection | Eddie Munson

Loki's Di-Llama

Good Neighbors | Steddie

Clandestine Fucks | Loki

Toy Cars and Princess Tea Parties | Steddie

Three Men, a Little Lady a Baby and Steve | Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn horny blurb

The Witchling and the God | Witch!Reader x Avenger!Loki

As the world burns | Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson

Dusk | Joseph Quinn

Porn | Perv!Stepbro!Eddie Munson

Boobie | Joseph Quinn

Period Sex | Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson

Morning sex | Fem!Reader x Billy Hargrove

More boobies | Joseph Quinn

Save me | Brahms Heelshire

Letters to my (future) love | Fem!Reader x Billy Hargrove

Summer | Pregnant!Fem!Reader x Billy Hargrove

Billy as a father

The boys next door | Steddie x Reader

Breeding kink with Eddie Munson

Goofy Eddie during sex

It happened one night in recess | Omegaverse Eddie Munson x Reader

Steddie x Reader

Eye contact | Steddie x Reader

Like the wind | Fem!Reader x Billy Hargrove

Having sex in the school's bathroom | Eddie Munson

Spooning with Eddie

Eddie eats you out from the back any chance he gets

Sex tape | Modern!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

A new dungeon | Modern!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Waiter Eddie

Hopper loves pussy

Best boys (Steve, Eddie and Billy) with pets

I'll bite your dick | Eddie Munson

Get in line | Best boys x Reader

Eddie is strong boi

High sex drive | Joseph Quinn

Somno | Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson

Exhibitionism | Steddie x Reader

Morning, my love | Eddie Munson

Squirting and making a mess with Eddie

Riding Eddie's face

Eddie loves pussy

Falling asleep on him | Joseph Quinn

Fucked up | Drunkstepbro!Eddie x reader

New Year's Eve with Joseph Quinn

Watching You | Modern!Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader

Lose yourself | Eddie Munson x Reader

What is this? | Eddie Munson

Pegging Eddie

Stepbro!Eddie <3

More Stepbro!Eddie <3

Sudden dominance | Joseph Quinn

Dom!Nasty!Eddie

Steve's balls are his weak spot

Stepbro!Steve let's Billy fuck you

Best boys spoil reader

Joseph and pregnant reader

Harringrove x Reader

Eddie can't refuse a dare

Sleepy sex with Joe

Headboard | Eddie Munson

Are you leaving? | Eddie Munson x Reader

Vampire!Eddie

She's got the look | Eddie Munson x Plus size!Reader

In here loser | Steddie x Reader

Sweets | Steddie x Plus Size!Reader

Disfrutando | Brahms Heelshire x Reader

A crying shame | Prince Paul x Fem!Reader

Brahms' mommy kink

Mirror sex with Joseph Quinn

Pregananant reader with Joseph Quinn

Do Ya Wanna Taste It? | Eddie Munson

Inked | Eddie x Reader x Punk!Steve

Watch me | Joseph Quinn

Goofy Steve during sex

Babysitting for Steve Harrington

This whole masterlist has a chokehold on me

Steddie getting off thinking about reader

Dinner for Three | Steddie x reader

Gamer!Eddie x AFAB!Reader

Bad Habit | Eddie Munson x Harrington!Reader

Bad idea | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Cute poly Steddie x Reader

Steve's development

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[loki-princeofasgard]

Mission #182 (part 2)

Loki x Stark!Reader (smut)

Part 1

Loki gets lost in your kiss, he wraps his arms around you and brings you closer to him. He starts to kiss back, passionately. He moves his body and ends up on top of you. The air starts to get hot. 

 Your hands caress his chest and she starts pulling his shirt off, making Loki gets even more passionate about the kiss as his shirt comes off. he also starts to pull your shirt off, leaving you in just your bra and pants. 

He starts kissing you more and more passionately. The air around you was so hot it was hard to breath. He goes down kissing your jaw and your neck. 

You can feel Loki getting hard in his pant. That makes you moan softly at the contact. 

Loki stops kissing for moment “Can I...” he say pointing to your bra. 

“Yeah” you whispered in his ear. 

Loki removes your bra, the air only getting hotter. He gives a smirk and kisses you again. He rolls over and lays on his back, pulling you on top of him. He looks at you and stares into her eyes, waiting for your reaction. 

You can feel his pants tight. You start unbuttoning his pants. “Can I take these off?” 

“Yes..” Loki whispers. He's already out of breath, he can't say much right now. He keeps kissing passionately as his hands run through your body. 

You takes off his pants and sits on his lap, your legs wrapped around him. You start moving a little, creating some friction between your parts. 

Loki moans a little as you moves around, grabbing your hips and looking with lust in his eyes.  

“Did you like this?” You ask teasing him and making the same movement again. 

Loki's breath quickens, his hands still in your hips, making you stop the friction. “Y/N...stop this or I won't last...”. 

He looks at you as you move again with a smirk in your face. His arms tighten around you. 

“Stop...” 

“What if I don't want too?” and you move again. He pulls you closer to him, his breath faster than before. His arms tighten around you even more and his eyes look at you with pure lust, almost losing control of himself 

“ Please....for the love of Odin...stop...” 

Loki bites his lip to not make any sound, he stares into yours eyes, with an intense look 

“Please...just..*” You moves again, making Loki moan. “Y/N...for the last time...stop or....I won’t last...”. 

“I love when you beg me.” You said whispering in his ears. 

Loki keeps biting his lip and stares at you with a deep desire, and a slight worry, not wanting to let it out yet “Y/N...please...”. 

This time, you stop your movements, taking your pants and underwear off. You get back to your position, sitting on top of him, moaning at the skin contact now. 

Loki stares at you, his breathing quickens even more and his control over himself starts to get weak. His arms wrap around you, and he gently bites his lip, so he won't moan but fail. 

“Do you want this?” You whisper in his ear. 

Loki moans a little but tries to hold it back. He looks over at her and whispers “I want you...”. 

You don’t waste time, introducing his member in you, both moaning at this.  

He looks at you intensely as you moves. His eyes are filled with pure lust. You start riding him, moaning while doing and hearing Loki moans your name. He was already close, thanks to you teasing him. 

Loki keeps looking at you, his eyes still filled with lust and desire. “ I don't think I can hold myself.”. 

“I’m close too.’ you whisper and kiss him again. 

Loki moans quietly, griping you by the waist harder and making you move a little faster. He closes his eyes, trying to hold back. “Where should I...” 

“I’m on bith control.” 

Loki lets out a subtle and quick moan and comes inside you, making you come too. 

He breaths heavily as his body shakes, his legs shake a bit as he slowly comes back to his senses and reality. You rest your head on his chest and close your eyes, exhausted. Loki looks at you with pure happiness on his face, stroking your hair “That was amazing...”. 

“Yeah...” You agree, tired now. 

Loki gets lost on his thoughts, his fingers caressing your hair. 

“Y/N?” He looks over at you, waiting for your attention. 

“Yes?” 

“Can I ask you...something?” 

“Sure...” You say, still with laid down on top of him 

“You said there's other people you'd prefer to go on this mission with... So I wanted to ask... why me? Why did you have to come with me?” 

You look at him and sigh “Tony always makes me do missions with you because I was the one who convinced him to let you free...so I think it's his ways of "punishing" me?”. 

“Oh! Do you... regret it?”  

“I mean, sometimes you do annoy me a lot...but no.” You keep looking at him, to see his reaction. 

“Can I be honest with you?” You nod your head at him. 

“I... like spending time with you...” Loki smiles. It's the first time he really opens up to somebody “...even though you get on my nerves a lot.” 

“I had my reasons... But the truth is I... sometimes wish we were closer “ Loki looks at you a bit nervous of what you may say. 

“What reasons? I mean, I get it. I'm an avenger, Tony's sister...but any reason in particular?” 

Loki stays quiet for moment. “It's nothing important...just forget that I said anything.” Loki smiles back at you, still stroking your hair. 

“Come on, now I want to know.” 

Part of him wants to tell you but he doesn't want to reveal why just yet. “Can I tell you later?” Loki gives you a pleading smile. 

“No. I want to know why you hate me so much”. 

Loki stays quiet, he looks up to the ceiling thinking. He knows he can't lie to you but he thinks if he opens up it might lead to worse consequences, and he still wants to get closer. 

“Fine then i..will tell you..” He takes a few seconds to think then says with a nervous smile. “I always thought you were a spoiled brat since we met, you always got what you wanted from your brother and I never liked that. That's pretty much it.” 

You were expecting a more dramatic answer. You look at him with a slight look of confusion on your face “That's...it?” You then burst out laughing and starts shaking a little. “Is that what you were scared to tell me?! That's your "big reason" for hating me?” 

Loki feels a bit embarrassed and nervous at the same time at your reaction. He smiles back as he strokes your hair. “I.. guess? Can I tell you one more thing then?” He looks at you with a nervous smile as he's unsure if he should say it or not. 

“Yeah.” 

He stays quiet for a while and then speaks again “Sometimes you get on my nerves, but the truth of the matter is...” Loki looks at you, nervous but trying to say it with confidence “...I don't hate you. In fact...” Loki takes a deep breath and then speaks “I... like you. A lot.” 

You look at him shocked and surprised, it was the last thing you expected him to say. “You do?” You looks at him confused and surprised. “No way, you don't really like me...you hate me...” You’re still recovering from the shock, not believing what you just heard. 

Loki looks at you, it's obvious he meant everything he said. “Yes, I do.” Loki caresses her chin and stares into your eyes, he's a bit nervous but it's clear that he's serious on what he just said. 

He caresses your face and kisses you gently on the forehead. “It doesn't bother me that you're Tony's sister or that you're an avenger...” He smiles. “You're funny, clever, smart, annoying...but you can also be the sweetest person I know.” Loki stares at you “That's what makes you..” He caresses your face more, running his fingers across your jaw and cheeks “...special to me.” 

You were still in shock but then smiles at him “So you don't hate me?” You get closer to him and caresses his hair. 

Loki grabs your hand and brings it to his mouth, he kisses it gently then whispers “No, Y/N, I don't hate you. I like you. What I felt for you was never hatred. It was.. you've always been...the only woman that has made me weak. It's like you know how to get everything you want out of me.’ 

“I like you too...” You whisper. 

Loki got closer and give a quick kiss on your lips, happy with your reaction. “So, that's means that I can take you out on a date?” 

You were taken by surprise by his words but just smile as slowly nods your head back. “Yeah, I would like that” you whisper, blushing a little. “We should sleep, it’s late and we have a mission to do tomorrow.”  

You snuggle on his chest and falls asleep quickly. Loki smiles at you and caresses your hair. He stares at your beautiful face for a few moments, caressing it softly. His smiles turns into a warm and sweet smile. He stays in that position for a long time, thinking of what they did and of what they will do on their date, until sleep also came to him. 

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[spicyhiddles]

Deepest Desire | Loki x Reader

A/N: (This is the second part of my first Loki x Y/N story). Loki reveals a long kept secret, showing the reader a vulnerable side of him that he has never shown anyone before.

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: Cursing, passionate kissing, slight roughness, mention of sex, sexual terms

-

You take a shaky breath, trying to make sense of Loki’s words.

“What do you mean? Why did you…?” You can’t think straight, can’t form the right words or ask the right questions.

Loki delicately cups your chin in his strong fingers, turning your head slightly so your gaze meets his own.

“Y/N…” Loki takes a deep breath, building up the courage to tell you the truth.

“Thor told me he intended to court you. He told me he was driven mad by his affection for you.” He swallows hard.

“Loki I…” Loki silences you, placing his index finger over your red lips. You gasp slightly at the sensation.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” His voice hardly above a whisper.

You meet his gaze once again. His eyes look different somehow, an intensity glowing in them that you can’t quite comprehend.

“Loki?”

“Y/N I…” He stalls, inhaling sharply. You plead to him with your eyes, silently begging him to tell you what is on his tormented mind. His eyes soften.

“I couldn’t bear the thought.” He is staring into your eyes, holding your gaze. You want to peel your eyes away, to look anywhere else, but you can’t. It is as though he has enchanted you with his bright blue eyes, staring so intensely into your own.

“I just…” he gently cups your cheek in his hand. You subconsciously lean into his touch, earning a small, sad smile.

“I snapped. I struck him with my bare hands.” His voice is laced with self hatred.

“Loki…” This time you are the one to cup Loki’s cheek in your delicate hand. You run your soft thumb over his jaw. He takes a ragged breath.

“Y/N… I left a mark. My own brother…” tears well up in his eyes. You stroke his cheek gently with your thumb. You lean forward slightly, just close enough so he can feel your warm breath on his face.

“And yet he left a mark that will never fade.” You tentatively run your fingers over his healing wound. You can feel his heartbeat grow more rapid as you caress his scarred skin.

“Y/N?” Loki’s voice has suddenly shifted, sounding almost worried. “What would you have done?”

You raise one eyebrow, confused.

“If Thor were to court you, what would you do.” Loki’s voice cracks with pain. It pains your heart how little Loki believes he is worth. You run your hand up his arm, earning a shiver from him.

“Loki, I have no interest in your brother. My heart is elsewhere.” Your voice is confident and unwavering.

Loki sighs sadly.

“Well, whoever your heart belongs to, they are truly, very lucky.” He avoids making eye contact.

“Loki? What are you getting at?” You lift his chin gently with no more than the tips of your fingers. He rests his head in your hand.

“Y/N…” he lifts his head, his eyes glued to yours. You can clearly see the longing in his eyes.

You cannot contain the shiver that visibly runs through your entire body as he reaches up to gently caress the side of your now flushed face.

“Oh Y/N.” Loki runs his fingertips up the side of your face, brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Your skin crawls beneath his gentle touch.

“Sweet, beautiful Y/N.” He leans forward, his breath like fire on the sensitive skin of your cheeks”

“Regardless of who your heart belongs to Y/N,” he breathes, “my heart will forever be yours, and your alone.” You gasp, shocked by his sudden confession. You are frozen in place, unable to move or speak as Loki slowly leans in, eyes locked on yours. He tentatively presses his lips to yours, but pulls away almost instantly, noticing your hesitation.

“I’m so sorry. Y/N I am so, so sorry.” He shifts away from you, running his hands through his dark, curly hair. You don’t know how to react.

You had fallen in love with Loki years ago. You had dreamt of him. Every night you had dreamt of him kissing you. Wanting you in the same way you wanted him. But you never thought that he would want you outside of your dreams, in reality. It was overwhelming.

“L… Loki?” Your voice is hoarse. You aren’t sure if he heard, until…

“Y/N I’m so sorry.” You look to Loki, only to find his gaze fixed firmly on you. A single tear runs down his cheek. That sets you off. You shift in the bed, position yourself on your knees in front of the God. Loki was normally so proud and firm, but the god sitting in front of you now was so vulnerable. You’d never once seen him like this.

“Loki…” Your voice was so soft, you could barely even hear yourself speak.

Loki lifts his head. Everything about his expression screams self hatred. He is so ashamed of himself.

You lean forward, your lips inches away from his. You stare intensely into his slightly widened eyes.

“Loki.” This time you say his name as if it is something sacred, something precious as a new life.

His eyes water. You know he is not used to being spoken to with such tenderness. He inches forward, bringing his lips so close to yours you can feel the heat radiating from them.

“Loki. I’m the one who should be sorry.” A tear runs down your cheek.

Loki looks like he’s about to say something, but you cut him off, carefully pressing your lips to his. He hesitates, only for a moment, then kisses you back, his lips softly exploring yours. You continue exploring each other’s mouths, swirling your tongues around each other. He wraps his arms around your core, pulling you gently onto his lap. You hold onto his shoulders for support, and give his bottom lip a gentle nip, causing him to groan with pleasure. He digs his nails into your back, sinking through the fabric of your shirt. You whimper, more from shock than pain. Loki loosens his hold on you, moving his lips away from yours for a moment to make sure you’re alright. You pull him back in, smashing your lips against his. Suddenly you feel his length growing harder beneath you. He groans, kissing you with so much fire and passion you feel you might melt.

When you finally pull away from him, you are both out of breath. Loki could run a marathon without breaking a sweat, yet here he was, breathing heavily, sweat beading on his forehead, his hard length now pressing uncomfortably against his jeans.

“Loki.” You moan out his name. Loki sighs.

“Gods Y/N. I… I want you so badly.” Loki pulls you even closer to him, breaths ragged.

You unconsciously rock your hips forward. It’s very slight movement, but still enough to make Loki’s already painfully hard cock twitch.

“Loki,” you breathe, “ I n…need you.” Loki groans, now sure you desire him just as much as he desires you.

“Oh, gorgeous girl. You have always been my deepest desire.” He moans, lightly bucking his hips up into you.

“Now, finally, I can have you in every way possible.” He smiles, slipping his hands beneath your shirt. He looks to you for consent.

“Are you ready sweet girl?” His voice is so smooth, and sweet like honey. You nod.

“Yes Loki. Please. Fuck me.”

-

Next part coming soon…

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[lokisgoodgirl]

Five Times [Loki x Reader]

A Link to my Masterlist is HERE Summary: An evening of psychological foreplay comes to a head. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Loki x Female Reader. Smut. Established relationship. Possessive/Soft Dom Loki. Non-toxic jealousy. Language. (w/c 1.6k)

“You look so ravishing, I can barely stand to ruin you-” Loki growls unconvincingly as he backs you against the bedpost.

The sweet tang of jealousy seeps from him, clinging to his skin and hair and wicked smile the way the black suit clings to his muscles.

“-But I will,” he promises darkly. It times perfectly to the press of his forearm against the wood above your head.

Before you can muster a response, his face is buried in your neck. Biting, pulling.

His angular jaw presses feverishly against your collarbone, licking and groaning against the skin. This is one of the ways, he has. One of the ways to be his. The deeper part of him that wants to feel he might lose you. It awakens the deepest part that knows he never could.

The sharp of his teeth graze against your pulse-point, and for a second, just a second, you think he might sink in with invisible fangs. Suck you dry, like the vampire you always suspected he might be. And what’s more, tonight you’d let him.

Five times, he'd tried to whisk you away at tonight’s event to take care of dark business in dark corners. And five times, you turned him down. Just as he had asked.

And each time, as instructed, you found one of the others to dance with. Steve, Bruce, Sam, Bucky, Scott. Winding your arms around their necks, running your hands down their chests. Five men, five dances. Pawns in you and your lover's elaborate foreplay. And each time, Loki’s cock had grown harder; concealed only by magic. Just.

His towering body is pressed flushed to yours. Every inch of your god from his dress shoes to the thick muscles straining against the collar of his shirt is in contact with your heated flesh. His stomach melds against your chest, the rise and fall of shallow breaths making you dizzy.

Loki’s hair falls like a veil, shielding you from a reality where anything exists but him. As if you could ever need anything else.

Hot breath and the settled musk of his cologne floods your nostrils in ragged, heavy pants. Possession soaks the hungry pull of his mouth over yours. The god’s lips are wet, a mix of his frantic kisses and the saliva welling in his mouth at the scent of you. The feel of you. The loss of you, if only for a moment.

No. Five moments. Frantically wandering hands find their way up your back, fingers digging beneath the tight back of your sultry gown. This dress cost a month’s salary, and he’s about to tear it right- -riiiiip Ruined fabric skates over your hips, fluttering to rest by your ankles. “Apologies,” he mutters unapologetically.

The god’s hands run up your waist, palming your breasts upwards. He stares at them, mouth hanging open. There’s a noise in his throat that’s an inhuman frequency. That could wake the dead and call them to his will. “Loki,” you whine needily, batting your lashes as his darkened eyes rise to meet your own. There is little of your sentimental lover in those eyes tonight. Tonight, he wants to fuck.

He growls again. It grows louder behind the clench of his teeth as his hands fly to his belt, undoing the buckle with uncharacteristic sloppiness. You begin to yank at his tie, loosening his collar and pulling it free. Loki smiles. It’s a cruel, close-lipped smile he saves for very special occasions these days. But his eyes sparkle.

In a flash, you are airborne. Loki has tossed you over the thick wooden end of the bedstead, and you land with a bounce on the mattress.

He chuckles darkly, pacing with aching slowness around the side. Long fingers toy with the porcelain buttons of his shirt. He un-pops one. And then two.

You shiver, the tension building in your body making you shake. “Lokiiii,” you whine again.

He looks through half-lidded eyes, the outline of his thick cock protruding against black suit trousers that are just a touch too tight. As always. You extend one leg, tracing his hard-on with your toes. The god tilts his head, releasing an impatient sigh. “Do not toy with me, woman” he breathes, sucking in air as you push your foot hard against the solid mass. “You’re toying with me, Laufeyson” you coo. It lights a fire behind his eyes. His chin lowers, dark tendrils falling sluttishly over the blades of his cheekbones. “Present yourself, then” he utters, laden with ceremony.

Holding eye-contact for as long as you can, you arrange yourself as instructed. On all fours. Loki groans behind you as you push your ass up, the inevitable slide of his palms over the round, soft flesh making you tremble. He squeezes firmly, and you feel his breath on your skin just for a moment, before his tongue traces the base of your spine. “My woman,” he murmurs against the curve. You hear the hum of a zipper, the gentle clink of metal as he brushes the buckle from its path. A moan of his name ruts from your throat, and the air in front of you shimmers. An ornate mirror melts into existence. It reveals your spread thighs, your breasts heaving and face inches from the mattress as you await Loki's reckoning.

He looms behind you, pushing his hair back with a rake of his fingers. It piles to one side, errant strands hanging and jutting from wild angles.

His shirt hangs open, exposing a sliver of taut milky skin. The bottom is untucked at the front, the back still holding its shape despite the splayed zipper exposing a flash of densely muscled hips.

In his hand he pumps his cock slowly. A bead of pre-cum glistens at the tip. He looks fucking devastating. And in the mirror, his eyes are fixed on yours.

“Say it, darling kvinne.” he orders quietly. “Fuck me, Loki...” you manage breathlessly. Wetness slips between your legs, and you realise with a shameful thrill that you’re humping air. “Fuck you?” he goads. He tuts. The god bites his lip, releasing it slowly with a slurping groan, pleasuring himself leisurely to the image of your desperation. “Not make love to you?” One brow cocks, awaiting your response. Your forehead dips to the mattress, sobbing in frustration as you gather silken bedsheets in your fists. The cool of his belt buckle presses to your ass, fingers curling around the base of your neck. He urges your face gently upwards, meeting your own eyes in the mirror. “Very well." he purrs. "Then fuck...we shall.” The fat head of Loki’s cock nudges against your sopping entrance, squelching. His ragged moan rips air as he squeezes inside, a thick vein which runs from the root of his manhood up the shaft dragging against your plump walls. “F-fuck. ” he curses as you cling on for dear life.

The joy of him filling you is instant, an utter satisfaction the like of which you’ve never known. Loki seats himself to the hilt, the dual sensation of his pubic hair and the leather belt slung around his hips making you clench.

“I warn you,” he gasps on the exhale, “I am unlikely to last. Not after tonight.” All you can managed is garbled praises as he begins to thrust.

Again and again, he bottoms out. His cock pulls against the lip of your pussy, nudging against the sticky entrance before sheathing tight once more. The gratuitously filthy words dripping from his tongue made even filthier by the rich velvet of his voice.

You can’t take your eyes off him in the mirror, chin tipped to the ceiling as he loses himself in your heavenly cunt. Loki’s fingertips dig into your hips, trembling with the effort of containing his strength.

He delves deeper, disgustingly sensual moans and whines escaping his throat as your arousal slips and slides against his cock. His thrusts are sloppy, desperate. The hard mass of his thighs slaps against the back of your own as he bucks, gyrates, consumes you from the centre of his masculinity.

He’s transfixed, staring down as he watches his slippery, throbbing member disappear inside you again and again. A delicate dangle of drool lands on the base of your spine. Loki is so close already. He won't last, he said. And he meant it. Strands of hair stick against his forehead, buffeting against the pants from his lips as he takes you over the side of his bed.

You grip the bedsheets tighter, losing yourself in his lust. The vein in his neck throbs, pulsing with the need to empty himself inside you. “No one,” he gasps as his hips shake at your back end. “No one, f-ucks you-” He lets out a strangled moan, moist cotton-clad stomach moulding to your back, “no-one fucks you but me. ” “N-no-one,” you cry, voice shaking as climax begins to rattle through your core. “Loki...oh, f-fuck, Loki yes..uhh-god, f-fuckk-” You look up, just as his eyes close to the world and his face flushes pink. The god’s neck is straining, the clench of his jaw and the bulge of his throat pushing you over the edge. He straightens, fingertips digging into your hips as climax thunders through him.

Loki’s jaw hangs, brows peaked as you feel the force of his load explode deep inside your cunt. A roar of your name fills the air. Erratic thrusts continue in the mess, milking himself inside your ripe heat that blossoms only for him. “Only for me...” he rumbles breathlessly as your eyes meet in the mirror.

His stomach curls against your back again, one hand sliding up the curve of your breasts, fingers curling around your jaw. A digit slips into your mouth. You suck.

“Only for you.” you echo, muffled against the finger resting on your tongue. And behind you, Loki smiles.

"One down, four to go." he whispers.

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[michelleleewise]

The Proposal

Pairing: Sugardaddy Loki x reader

Warnings: very minor mentions of blood (nothing graphic).....just fluff ... all the fluff

Summary: you meet a new potential student at school while Loki is sent on a mission missing most of your weekend.....

Part Ten-

You woke to your alarm Friday feeling a bit better after the last few days. You were still conflicted but but decided the best thing to do was what Tanya suggested...."enjoy it for what it is." You got up heading to the kitchen for coffee when your phone went off. "Pet, I will not be over this evening, something has come up. I will text when I can. ~L~." You read feeling your heart sink a bit. You composed yourself and responded "ok sir." Before setting the phone down. You couldn't help feel a bit disappointed but pushed it aside and got ready for school.

You were looking over the recipe for a quiche you wanted to try when the teacher called out "students, we have a young lady who is considering joining us and I wanted her to get a feel for what we do. Y/n, would you please show her around and tell her a bit about the program?" He asked as you smiled setting your things down you walked up to the front "I would love to." You smiled looking at the tell blonde woman "hi, I'm y/n." You said holding your hand out "hi, I'm Amber." She smiled back shaking your hand. "Come on, I'll give you the tour." You said winking as she nodded following you. "Thank you....y/n." She said smiling as you lead her out into the hall..

Loki sat angrily in the back of the jet headed towards Bolivia. "Brother...why so glum?" Thor asked sitting next to him "because you oaf, I had plans this weekend that have now been interrupted by that idiot Stark and this ridiculous mission." Loki snapped crossing his arms. "Relax Loki, we will be done in no time and you can continue your plans." Thor said looking at him. "I still do not understand why he insisted I come along, you should have been enough." He said glaring at Thor seeing him smile. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Loki asked. "Brother, do you have something you wish to tell me?" Thor asked eyeing him.

Loki huffed looking at the floor "I have nothing to discuss with you." He said looking out the window. "Oh no? There isn't a special "friend" waiting for you is there?" Thor asked air quoting. "Don't be an idiot, you know my feelings towards these mortals." Loki huffed looking back at him. "Mm if you say so Loki, but your actions don't match your words." Thor said smiling. "You have no idea what you speak of. Leave me be so we can get this over with." He snapped seeing Thor put his hands up "my mistake, I will leave you to your thoughts." Thor said getting up.

Loki looked back out the window contemplating Thor's words, if he was honest you had grown on him. Your innocent nature, your selflessness. You never asked him for more money like the others, never wanted him to buy you expensive things. You were happy with what you had, you were humble and kind. He felt this overwhelming need to take care of you, protect you, lavish you with everything you've always wanted, to support you in whatever you chose to do. But would you want him, when you found out what he was and what he has done.

The last two days caught up with Loki fast as the jet landed back at the tower. As soon as the loading bay opened he was up and out as fast as he could. "Brother, I think you should rest before leaving again, you haven't slept in days." Thor said jogging up next to him. "You need not concern yourself with what I do Thor." Loki snapped heading inside. He headed straight for the elevator with one destination in mind.. your apartment. He hadn't even been able to text you while he was away because there was no service and your well being nagged him constantly, he needed to see you and now.

He strode into your building taking two steps at a time he conjured his keys opening the door. "Pet, where are you?" He asked closing the door. "Sir? I didn't know you..." you came out of your room stopping when you saw him. You couldn't help staring at his tall figure clad head to toe in leather and metal. Your eyes wondered up to his face, seeing blood, sweat and dirt smeared on his face and neck, his hair disheveled and all over the place "a..are you ok?" You asked slowly walking towards him. "Yes I'm fine, why.." he started, looking down at himself remembering he hadn't cleaned up before coming over. "I was sent on a mission by Stark. That was why i couldn't make it last night." He said watching you walk closer.

You came to stand in front of him taking in every detail, the dark circles under his eyes, every muscle in his body looked tense, he just looked exhausted. "Sir..." you trailed off staring at him. His eyebrows furrowed looking at you "what is it pet?" He asked "can i....well will you allow me to take care of you?" You asked watching him take a small step back. "I am fine y/n, I don't need.." he started "Please....sir. you've done so much for me, let me take care of you." You said stepping closer. You stared into eachothers eyes for what seemed like forever when he sighed deeply. "Very well, if it will make you feel better." He huffed as you grabbed his hand dragging him to the bathroom.

He leaned on the counter watching you run him a bubble bath, adding what you called bath salts and grabbing fresh towels. "Ok, it's all set, now how to you get this off.." you said feeling around his chest for a zipper or seam. He laughed standing up, a green light engulfing his body as his armor disappeared. "I still think that's so damn cool." You said smiling. "Ok, jump in." You said bouncing on your heels making him laugh "I think your enjoying this." He said stepping in the water slinking down, sighing as the water soothed his muscles. "Good?" You asked grabbing a stool. "It is Devine." He said laying his head back closing his eyes. You grabbed you loofah putting some soap on it "m..may i?" You asked seeing him open one eye and nod before closing it again.

You lifted his arms scrubbing each one before moving to his chest and neck seeing blood and dirt clumped in his hair "may I wash your hair?" You asked seeing him sit up a bit before dunking his head under the water coming back up "yes you may." He sighed laying back. He held out his hand and a small bottle appeared in a green flash. "It is what I use on my hair." He said holding it out to you. "Of course he has special shampoo" You thought to yourself laughing. You grabbed it from him placing a little in your hand you worked it through his hair, massaging his scalp hearing him purr. "Your fingers are magic pet." He breathed Making you smile. You grabbed a small cup filling it with water "keep your eyes closed." You said seeing him nod as you rinsed the shampoo from his hair.

"OK, you relax I'm going to go make you something to eat ok?" You asked, seeing him nod again you got up heading to the kitchen. You looked through your cupboards and fridge, it was late and you wanted to make something fast for him. You ended on grilled cheese and soup. You quickly got everything ready peeking in seeing him still in the tub. "Dinner will be ready soon whenever your ready to come out." You said "ok, thank you pet, a few more minutes." He said as you went back to the kitchen. You poured his soup in a bowl plating his sandwiches you set them on the table as he came out toweling his hair, wearing only a pair of dark green sweatpants.

"Better?" You asked smiling "yes, much. Thank you y/n." He said smiling. "Here, sit I'll make you some tea." You said pulling his chair out. "Pet, you don't have to..." he started sitting down. "I want to, I'll be right back." You said heading back to the kitchen as the kettle screamed. You poured the water in the cup grabbing a few different tea's and some honey making your way back to the table "I didn't know which you preferred so.." you said setting everything down. "Thank you again y/n." He said grabbing the earl grey dipping the bag in the water. You sat at the other end of the table watching him "so, when you were a prince did you have people take care of you?" You asked leaning on the table "yes, we had people who bathed us, cooked for us, cleaned up after us. I didn't know how to do anything when I came here." He said laughing.

He finished eating leaning back in his chair you watched him yawn rubbing his eyes. "Sir...can I do one more thing for you?" You asked grabbing his plate. "I suppose, and then I should probably go it is getting rather late." He said standing up. You grabbed his hand leading him to the bedroom. "Ok, lay down face down." You said heading to the bathroom. He sighed, complying he laid face down on your pillow, breathing deeply inhaling the scent of your shampoo. "May i?" You asked motioning behind him "umm...yes." he said watching you climb on the bad straddling his hips. "What are you.." he started when he felt your hand on his shoulders, your thumbs rubbing the tense spots making him groan. "Just relax." You said working across his shoulders to his neck.

You watched him close his eyes as your hands moved down his back, working all of the tense spots loose. You felt his breathing even out, hearing a soft snore "Sir..." you said getting no response. "Sir...are you awake?" You asked again. You leaned back slowly taking your hands off of his back you gently removed yourself off of him hearing him groan. "Loki?" You asked again with still no response. You considered shaking him awake but he looked so peaceful you couldn't do it. You went to the closet grabbing a blanket you draped it over him, pushing his hair back seeing his lip turn up. You leaned down pressing a kiss to his hair "Goodnight Loki." You whispered turning the lamp off.

You grabbed another blanket and pillow heading to the living room, checking again to make sure he was still out you closed the door gently making your way to the couch. You laid down staring at the ceiling smiling. You didn't know what would happen tomorrow but you closed your eyes happy in the fact that Loki allowed you to take care of him for a change...

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[lokigodofmyheart]

THROUGH TIME 

Loki x Female Reader.

Summary: The history of Loki and Y/N through the time since they were 8 years old. 

Warnnings: Canon Divergence; Mean Odin; Friends to lovers; really small enemies to lovers; virgin!Loki, virgin!Reader, first kiss, loss of virginity, marriage, planned pregnancy. 

Word count: 9.455

A/N: I really like to write this one. Loki deserves his happy ending. If I forgot any warnning, please let me know. English is not my first language. You can also find this work on AO3.

Y/N and Loki had been best friends for a couple of years now. They met when her mother, a close friend of Frigga, accepted the invitation to move to Asgard and live with them. Loki and Y/N were 5 at the time ant that was 3 years ago. Now they’re 8 years old. 

Y/N had a nightmare that night and woke up scared, so she decided to go to her best friend’s room, like she usually did when she was scared. She knocked on his door, gently. Loki was laying on his bed, sobbing on his pillow, but when he heard a knock on his door, he sat up and tried to stop crying. Y/N didn’t wait for an answer, she knocked and enter his room and went straight to his bed with him. Loki looks over at her and wipes the last of his tears with the back of his hand “W-what do you want?” 

“What happened?” She asked worried seeing him cry, her nightmare long forgotten. 

“Dad hurt me...” Loki said quietly. 

Her face showed pure shock “...what?” 

Loki nods, looking down “He...he hit me.” 

Y/N hugged the little boy tightly “I’m so sorry, Loki.” He hugged her back, sobbing into her shoulders. “Do you want me to stay with you? Or maybe come to my room?” 

He looks at her, his face wet with the tears “I want to come to your room.” 

She held his hand as they got off his bed and walked to her room, Loki following her and still shaken. They went to her bed as soon as they entered Y/N’s room and Loki curls up next to her. “I’ll protect you.” She says to her friend. 

Loki smiles and closes his eyes, slowly beginning to fall asleep feeling safe with her. Y/N seeing he was peacefully, finally closed her eyes and slept too, with no more nightmares in the night. After that night, they made a habit to sleep together sometimes, but no one really mind since they were only kids. 

4 years later

Loki and Y/N were now 12 and they still sleeping close by with Y/N. They are laying on her bed, when she broke the silence. “How was your day?” Loki mumbles something about Odin being mean to him, again. “You should come train with me and Thor. Maybe that could help you relax." She smiles at him. 

Loki just nods at her. He didn’t like that much of the idea to train with Thor. Everyone thinks so highly of his brother. They talked for a few more minutes before they decided to sleep. Loki tried once to train with her and his brother, but he didn't like. So, he starts to spend more of his time in the library reading. 

3 years later

 They're 15 years old now. Loki had gotten taller than Y/N, which was normal, his voice had changed, and he looked more like a man than a boy. Y/N's body was also changing and they're both filled with hormones. Loki got better with his magic and Y/N got better with the fight skills. They still sleep sometimes together, it was a habit by now. But the hormones were starting to act on them. 

Loki was reading a book but couldn’t stop thinking of Y/N. He had thought of her a lot recently and had even caught himself fantasizing of her a lot. He tried to keep his mind on the book, but it was hard when he had been thinking about her so much. Then a knock came on the door and interrupted his thoughts. 

“Loki?” She called him. 

He put down his book and got up then walked over to the door and opened it, looking at her “Yeah?” 

“Can I come in?” She looked a little sad. 

“Uh, yeah.” he steps aside and opens the door wide enough for her to enter. Y/N follow straight to let her body fall on his bed with a groan. Loki walked and sat next to her with concern on his face “Are you okay?” 

“No.” 

“Why? What’s wrong?” Loki looked at her with genuine curiosity and concern. 

"Sif and your brother keep making fun of me because I never kissed anyone." She rolls her eyes. 

Loki thought about it for a minute before a smirk grew on his face “You haven’t kissed anyone at all?” 

"Oh, come on, not you too." Y/N says frustrated and looks away. 

He chuckles and playfully nudged her shoulder “I’m not making fun of you, I’m just surprised.” 

Y/N sighs, sitting and looking at him “Have you?” 

Loki turned slightly red “Well… no I haven’t kissed anyone…” Y/N smiles sympathetic at him. Loki was still a little red “B-but have you really never kissed anyone?” He still couldn’t believe it. In his mind Y/N had kissed loads of boys because she was so pretty. She just shakes her head at his question. 

He thinks for a second and then speaks “So let me get this right, you have never been kissed and I’ve never been kissed, right?” 

“Yeah...” She nods. 

Loki thinks for another second then looks back over at her “I have an idea…” 

“What is it?” Y/N asks curious at him. 

He takes a deep breath and then leans in towards Y/N “Just close your eyes…” She looks at him for a few seconds and then do as he asks. Loki takes a deep breath and then leans in further, so his lips meet hers. It isn’t a very long kiss and is quite short. When it is over Loki looks at her with a blush on his cheeks “So what do you think…” 

She he opens her eyes and smiles, with a blushing on her cheeks too "That was...uh, nice." 

Loki is still blushing hard and can’t pull his gaze from her “You really think so…?” 

Y/N nods "Can we...do it again?" 

He can’t contain the blush on his face and his body is practically radiate heat. His eyes are still glued to her face “Yeah definitely…” he leans back in for another kiss. She leans in too, kissing him. Loki’s mind was racing with thoughts. He never thought this would happen, especially when the person he’s kissing is Y/N. It was incredible, better than anything he had imagined in his fantasies. He holds her waist, pulling her closer to him as he kissed her. 

Loki moans softly into the kiss as the heat escalate, his body reacting to the heat between them. His hands move up her back, tangling in her hair as he deepens the kiss. He can feel himself growing hard against his pants and he breaks the kiss, gasping for air “We should stop.” 

Y/N could feel herself getting wet with just kissing Loki, but she agreed “Yeah, we should.” 

He nods, running his hand through his hair. He can feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins. This was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. He knows they need to stop before things go too far “Do you want to sleep here tonight...?” 

“Sure.” She smiles while she tries to recover from that hot kiss. 

Loki smiles back, laying down in the bed and patting the space next to him for her to lay down next to him. She does it and he pulls her close to him and hugs her tightly as he closes his eyes. 

“Loki?” She called him in a whisper. 

He opens his eyes and then looks at her “Yeah?” 

"We're not gonna tell about this to anyone, right?" 

Loki nods “Yeah definitely. I mean, there’s no reason for anyone to know about it. And I doubt you’d want just anyone to know about this.” 

"Yeah. Just two friends helping each other." She says smiling. Loki nods again and looks back down, closing his eyes. Y/N does the same and they soon fell asleep. 

3 years later

Loki and Y/N were now 18. Loki’s body had changed a lot since he was younger. He was more muscular than he was back then, and his face had matured to the point where he didn’t look like a little boy, but a man. Y/N also changed in those years. She looked like a grown woman now and it she was becoming one of the best fighters on the realm. 

Loki was laying in his bed and staring at the ceiling, thinking about things that were not that important. He heard a knock at his door, and he sighed, getting up to answer it. He looked at Y/N standing there for a few seconds, her beauty striking him a little bit.  “Hey, you’re just back from training?” 

"Yeah. I beat Sif's ass all the time today." She laughs getting in his room, dropping her sword closer to his door. 

He grins “Damn, that’s pretty impressive. I’m surprised she didn’t tell you off or complain about you being better than her.” 

"How said she didn't?" Y/N laughs. 

“And I assume you gave her a good comeback, like saying how you’re better than her?” Loki laughed too. 

“Something like that.” She says still laughing. “Can I use your shower? Mine’s not working.” 

Loki tilts his head in curiosity but then nods “Sure, go ahead. There’s soap right next to the shower and a towel is on the floor next to it too.” 

"Thanks." She smiles and enters his bathroom. After a few minutes, Loki heard the shower being turned off. But then Y/N appears on the door with only a towel "Can I borrow one of your shirts? I forgot to bring my clothes." 

Loki looks at her, his eyes trailing down her body. He could see the outline of her breasts through the towel and feel a familiar stirring in his pants. He nods, standing up and grabbing a shirt from his dresser “Here you go.” 

"Thanks." She smiles "Maybe one of your boxers too?"  

Loki blinks caught off guard by her request. His heart races and his breathing hitches. He hesitates for a moment but then nods slowly, grabbing a pair of boxers from his drawer. He hands them to her with clumsy fingers. “Here.” 

"Thanks." She smiles and goes to the bathroom to get changed. She exits the clean clothes she’s borrow. Loki stares at her as she walks back into the room. He can't help but notice how sexy she looks in just his shirt and boxers. His mind races with thoughts of all the things he could do to her, all the ways he could touch her. Y/N lays by his side on the bed. 

Loki glances at her with a smirk “You look cute in my shirt.” 

She chuckles "Thanks." 

He can feel her body pressing against him, and he can't help but respond. His hand finds its way to her thigh, slowly moving upward. “What are you thinking about?” 

His touch sent shivers down her body "Sif and I were talking today about...some things." 

Loki nods and then leans closer to her “What sort of things…?” 

“Personal things...” 

He thinks for a moment and then speaks softly “can you tell me…?” 

Y/N chuckles and nods "She was telling me about her first time." 

Loki’s interest is piqued, and he raises his eyebrow “and…?” 

"I don’t know, I was just...wondering about things.” Y/N looks at him, a small blush on her face “Have you...did you already...Have you ever had sex?"” 

Loki turns red and he blushes “uhm well no….” 

“Really? But you’re a prince.” She smiles. 

He shrugs and blushes even harder “well, have you…?” 

“...no.” She blushes. 

Loki turns to her and looks her in the eye “So you haven’t…ever?” 

"No. Why?" She looks at him. 

“I just thought…well, you must have had boyfriends, right...?” Loki asked. 

Y/N chuckles "I spent my free time with you, so no. I don't." 

Loki blushes more and moves a bit closer to her “So…we’re both virgins…?’ 

“Yeah.” Y/N let out a nervous chuckle. 

Loki smiles at her and his body heats up. He leans in closer to her, almost whispering “So…want to change that...?” 

“...what?” She whispers back to him. 

His breath hitches and he speak softly “Do…you wanna….y’know do it together?” Y/N thinks for a few seconds before she nods at him. He was her first kiss and she trusted him to be her first time too. Loki smiles gently, biting his lip ever so slightly “You sure this is what you want?” 

“I am. Are you?”  

Loki nods, his heart pounding in his chest “Yes, I am.” he leans in slowly, pressing his lips against hers. She kisses him back, remembering a when they kissed for the first time years ago. 

Feeling her lips against his, Loki groans softly into the kiss. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as their tongues slowly explore each other’s mouths. Their kiss deepens as their desire grows stronger. 

Loki’s hands wander over her body, exploring the curves that have developed over the years. Y/N’s hand also explored his body and his muscular chest through the clothes he was wearing. That made Loki let out a groan when her hands travelled his body. He breaks the kiss to press his lips against her neck, trailing soft kisses down her collarbone, making Y/N moan and her hands going down to palm him through the pants. Loki gasped at the feeling. He’s never been touched like this before by someone else and it’s driving him wild.  

He slides his hand on her body to take off the shirt she was wearing, exposing her breasts to him. Loki’s mouth goes down, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, rolling it between his teeth softly. Y/N’s hands worked quickly to take off his shirt too, while his hands worked to slide down her body the boxer she was wearing.  

Y/N’s hand found his cock when she opens his pants, making Loki gasp and his hips buck into her touch. He groans loudly as he feels her fingers wrapped around his throbbing length “Oh gods, Y/N... this feel so good...” She kept stroking him while he struggles to maintain control when her hands worked on him. 

She suddenly stops, smiling at him “Can you take these off? I want to try something.” 

Loki grins and quickly pull the remaining clothes off, his erection visible now making her eyes widen, thinking if he would really fit her. “What do you have in mind?” 

“Lay down.” She says. 

With a nod, Loki obey her. She starts stocking him slowly again, making him moan loudly and squirm beneath her as she kept her slow pace. “Oh, fuck...” 

“Can you guide me?” She asks with a smirk on her lips. 

Loki just nods his head when she decided to put him on her mouth. His hips jerk up off the bed ad he feels Y/N’s warm mouth on his cock, making him let out a long and low moan. Loki’s hand run though her hair, guiding her as she takes more of him. Loki’s eyes roll back into his head, unable to believe how good this feels.  

Y/N looks at him confused when he suddenly pulls her off “Did I do something wrong?” 

He shakes his head quickly and pulls her to kiss her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth and tasting himself “No, you were perfect. I just want to finish with you.” 

“Oh, okay.” She smiles. 

Loki lay her down underneath him, smiling at her as his hands moved to her folds. Y/N let out a moan just with the feelings of his hands coming close. She was never touched like that by anyone. Loki slide one finger inside her, slowly stroking her wetness and rubbing her clit with his thumb. That made her let out a louder moan. 

Feeling her inner walls clench around his finger, Loki chuckles softly. He kisses her neck and moves to her ear, nibbling gently “So wet for me...” 

“Loki...” She moans his name. 

Loki groans in response, pushing a second finger inside her slowly. He starts thrusting them in and out gently, stretching her as he leans down to capture one of her nipples in his mouth again. Feeling her body respond to his touch, Loki puck up the pace slightly, increasing both the depth and the speed of his thrust. 

“Loki, I think I’m close.” 

He quickens his pace even more “Come for me.” Seconds later she was hit by her climax, and his fingers keep stroking her, feeling her muscles relax and loosen after her orgasm. “I don’t want this to hurt you, Y/N/N. Are you ready?” 

Y/N just nods at him. Slowly, Loki lines himself up with her entrance, taking a deep breath before he starts pushing forward slowly, feeling the tightness of her entrance as he slips inside. Her face showed pain when he enters her and a few tears scape her eyes. Loki freezes seeing her tears and stops, kissing her tears away. He then keeps sliding inside her, slower than the first time and stops, kissing gently her forehead. 

“You can move.” She says after a few more seconds. 

Once he’s sure that she wasn’t in pain anymore, Loki begins to move, his thrusts slow and gentle as his hands find their way to hers where they lace their fingers together. Y/N let out a small moan, her pain turning into pleasure.  

Loki speed up his thrusts slightly as he hears her moans, watching her face for any sigh that he was going too fast or too hard. When she smiles softly at him, he returns her smile, a warm feeling spreading through his chest. After years of waiting, he finally lost his virginity with her, his best friend. 

“Loki, I’m...” 

“I know.” Was all he said before kissing her. Loki was close too. Her walls clenched around his cock as she moans his name again. Feeling her climax, Loki couldn’t help but release his seed deep inside her. He groans into the kiss, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over him. Panting heavily, Loki slowly pulls out of her, and he collapsed onto the bed besides her. A small smile crept onto his lips as he thought of what just happened between them “That…felt incredible…” 

Y/N nods, still trying to catch her breath “You’re sure you never done that before?” 

Loki chuckles as he wraps an arm around her and pulling her to him “I’m sure, that was honestly all new to me.” 

“Well, you were really good.” she chuckles, laying her head on his chest. 

He blushes as he rubs his hand up and down her back, a small smile on his face “Thank you…you know…I gotta say that was one of the best things I've ever done in my life…” 

“We should do it more times.” Y/N suggested. 

Loki nods “I agree, I wouldn’t mind doing this over and over again with you…” 

She smiles at him “Yeah. We’re friends, we can be a bit more intimate...” 

He smiles and rubs her back a bit “I guess that’s how we can describe it and that’s how it should stay, right? Just friends…” 

“Yeah.” She agrees. 

----- 

Y/N and Loki manage to keep that way for about 8 months. But being intimate brough them closer than they already were, making people inside the palace starts gossiping about them, how they were cute together, that they were probably together but just hiding for the public, that they’re in love. Even Thor and his friends engage with that gossip. 

Loki would notice the whispers. Some people in the castle would start joking around with him about him being ‘in love’ with her. He would jokingly brush it off with a laugh and would deny it. But he was starting to actually have feelings for her. But he could not act on them due to the fact that he remembered what she said to him about them just being friends. So, he remained silent about the situation, still only acting as just friends with her. 

Y/N knocked on Loki’s door earlier than normal. Loki was just sitting on his bed reading a book and he was quite shocked at her early arrival. He quickly put his book aside and went to the door “Hey, what’re you doing here?” 

Loki could see she was angry “Your dear brother just kicked me out of our training today.” 

He was take by surprise by her answer and he got slightly confused “W-what...? Thor kicked you out…?” 

“Yes!” she sits on his bed letting out a frustrated sigh. 

Loki was shocked and he wasn't expecting her to be this angry. He sits down next to her and thinks about this for a moment before finally asking “Why did he kick you out?” 

“Just because I was mad that they kept saying those gossips about us.” 

“Well…you shouldn’t be paying mind and listening to what people are saying, okay?” Loki says to her, trying to easy her anger. 

Y/N sighs “I know, but it’s all the damn time...” 

Loki nods, taking her hand gently “Don’t let them get to you…alright...?” 

She looks for a moment to their hands together, a small smile appearing on her face “I’ll try.” 

Loki smiled back at her and then speaks softly “Listen…about those people that gossip about us….do you think they’re right?” 

Y/N chuckles, looking at him “We both know that we’re not together.” 

He just nods, looking down before he says quietly “Right, we’re not… just friends right…?” 

Y/N noticed the way he was acting. In fact, she noticed the last time they were together too, but she said to herself she was imagining things. “You’re not happy with this, are you?” 

Loki sighs, avoiding eye contact with her “No…honestly…no I’m not happy with this…” 

She nods at him, feeling tense and fearing his next answer “Do you want to stop?” 

He looks back up at her “No…I meant…I’m unhappy with the fact that we’re just friends.” 

Y/N let out the breath she was holding, relaxing with his answer and smiling “Oh, thank the gods!” 

Loki was surprised by her reaction. He had expected her to pull away as soon as he had said his last few words “But…you…you’re not upset…?” 

“No.” She chuckles “I was thinking about that the last two times we had sex…” 

His body tenses up and he blinks in surprise, his heart pounding as he realizes what she’s said “H-hold on a sec…w-we’re you actually wanting to take this further…?" 

“Yeah, I just didn’t know how to bring this up…” 

Loki was speechless as he realized how stupid he was for not acting on those feelings earlier “But does that mean you would want to start a…. relationship with me…?" 

“If you want to.” Y/N smiles widen. 

He smiles and grabs her hand “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me right now. I’ve wanted this for so long…” She smiles at him. Loki’s heartbeat quickens as he feels her hand brush against his. He was finally with the woman he had always wanted to be with for so long. 

Years later

 Y/N and Loki were still dating. They were the favorite royal couple.  

Thor instead in them going with him to fight the frost giants. Loki had become a master of magic in thoses years and Y/N was one of the best warriors of Asgard. When Thor asked them to go with him to fight the frost giants, Loki agreed without any hesitation or question. 

As they were preparing to leave Loki walked up to Y/N. He looked at her and smirked a soft smile “Hey.’ 

“Hi.” She smiles at him. He could notice she was tense. 

"Are you ready for this?” He asked walking closer to her. 

“Yeah.” 

Loki grabs her hands and gives it a tight squeeze “Don't worry, I won't let anything hurt you.” He smiles at her and pats her forearm reassuringly. 

That made her chuckle, she probably was a better fighter than he was "I'm not worried about that." 

He looks at her curiously, raising his eyebrow “Then what are you worried about?” 

"Odin said for Thor to let it pass, and yet Thor insisted. I just have a bad feeling about this..." She says at her boyfriend. 

Loki thinks about what she's said, he also was feeling a bit uneasy as well, but he wasn't going to admit that yet “Hmm... well, I think we'll be fine. I mean we're fighting frost giants, not the entire realm.” he then smirked and spoke sarcastically “Besides, are you scared?” 

Y/N rolled her eyes at him “Me? Never!” 

Y/N and Loki joined everyone else. In the middle of the fight, she saw one of them grabbing Loki's arm. When she run to him, he looks like he just saw a ghost. She grabbed his arm expecting to see a wound, but it had...nothing. He was fine. 

Loki’s eyes were widened, and he looked at her in shock as he slowly pulls his arm away from her. He was scared and his mind was going a mile a second as he was trying to figure out what exactly had happened. 

“You’re...not hurt.” She says looking at his arm confused. 

He blinks and looks at her, his gaze was now a bit more confused, and she could see that he was still shaken up. “I…no…I’m not….” 

They didn't have much time after that to talk. Everything happened so fast, Odin came and took them all back, banished Thor to Midgard. Y/N quickly took Loki back to her room, before Odin decided to do something with him too. 

Loki was obviously shaken up by everything that had happened. He was quiet and kept to himself whilst Y/N took him to her room and his mind was just running a mile a minute. Once they were inside her room, he spoke for the first time since everything had happened "I need to go...to see something." 

Y/N nods “Okay, I’ll go with you.” 

"No... I'll go alone. It's something I have to do on my own...I’ll be right back." Loki doesn't explain any further as he walks out of her room, leaving a confused Y/N. 

It had been already an hour after that. Loki sat silently in his room, staring at a blank wall as he tried to take all of it in. This had to be a mistake...this couldn't be right...how the hell was he a frost giant? There were so many damn questions racing through his mind right now. 

There was a knock on his door. He looked up and he opened the door, he was still processing everything, and he had almost forgotten about Y/N. “Yeah?” 

"I've been looking for you like crazy." She says entering his room. 

Loki raised an eyebrow “Looking for me? I think you’re being a little dramatic” he says casually, although his voice cracked slightly from the stress of everything that was going through his mind. 

"Me? Dramatic? You're the one who left me alone and was being mysterious and all." Y/N says. 

He was angry and confused at everything that happened with him “What the hell is your goddamn problem? It isn’t like I left you for days or something, why are you so worried?” 

“Because I care about you.” 

Loki scoffs and glares down at her, he was feeling more and more pissed off “Did you not understand me the first damn time? I just needed some time to myself, is that so goddamn hard for you to understand?” 

"Your brother have just been banished and you left gods knows where. Are you really complaining about me being worried about you?" She was not believing the way he was acting. 

He rolls his eyes and sighs, closing it for a few seconds before opening them again. “Do you think that right now I want your goddamn sympathy? No! I want to be left alone! Alone with my thoughts. Don’t you get it?” 

Y/N took a step back “Is that what you really want? To be alone?” 

“Yes! That’s what I want! Can you not take the damn hint?!” Loki yells at her, taking a step forward and clenching his fists as he did. 

“Do I annoy you that much?” She asks almost in a whisper. 

Loki glares at her “Yes! You do! You annoy the hell out of me!” He yells, he had never said something like that to her before and it really caught her off guard. 

Y/N keeps looking at him "Okay...I won't 'annoy' you anymore...or ever again" She took out the bracelet Loki had gifted her when they started dating and put on his desk, before she turns and left him alone "I'm ending this." 

That hit Loki like cold water. He was shocked when Y/N placed the bracelet that he had gifted her on the desk. But when she said that she was ‘ending this’ and then started to walk out, he quickly ran after her “Wait! Wait!” he yelled, trying desperately to get her attention. But she didn’t stop, she kept walking away, with tears on her face now. 

Loki runs up to her and grabs her wrist gently and stops her from going “Wait! Please wait! Just hear me out! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I…” Y/N just shakes her head, crying. Loki feels guilty, he didn’t really mean what he said. He was just overwhelmed and stressed out from everything. he was still trying to control his emotions “I didn’t mean it…I swear…” Loki sighs heavily as he wipes away her tears “I’m just confused right now. I’m sorry about what I said. Please don’t end this over what I said, I was just emotional. I didn’t mean any of it. Please don’t end this…” 

“Why did you say it?” She asks him in a whisper, tears still running down her face. 

Loki sighs once again and doesn’t speak for a few seconds “I don’t know why I did…I was stressed out and confused. I had no idea what to do, and my emotions just exploded. So…I’m sorry…I really am…”  

Y/N tries to wipe the tears, but more came "I need you to be honest with me." 

Loki nods, still glancing away from her to the side. He then spoke quietly, as to avoid choking up or his voice faltering, he was still trying desperately not to cry “I will…” 

“Do you love me?” 

He sighs and looks back up at her “Yes…I love you so much. And I’m an idiot for just saying all those things to you without properly assessing my own emotions…” 

"What happened?" She asks softly. 

Loki pauses for a few seconds before speaking. “Well…to make a long story short, i found out about my true heritage...I’m not an Asgardian…” He could see the confusion on her face “I’m a…frost giant.”  

Y/N’s eyes widen in shock for a second before she looks down at her feet. A few seconds passed, in a silence that was making Loki more anxious than ever. “I don’t care.” She finally says. 

He was a bit surprised that Y/N didn’t take the news horribly. He was waiting for her to call him a monster, say she never want to see him again...but she was actually alright with him being a frost giant. “You’re just…fine with this? Most people would be terrified of me now.” 

"Well, I'm not most people, Loki. I'm the person who stays with the little boy who cried when his father was mean. I'm the person who was always by your side. I’m the person who loves you.” 

Loki was stunned, hearing her say that made his heart melt and some tears fall off his eyes. He never knew he was going to find someone like her. “Thank you...thank you for being here for me..." Loki couldn't help himself, he pulled her close and kissed her. Y/N smiles into the kiss, not expecting it at all. She wraps her arms around him, embracing the kiss. She felt comfortable in his arms once again and she felt happy.  

"Don't you ever say anything like that to me again. Or I swear I will break things up for good."  

Loki couldn’t help but smile when she said that. She wasn’t leaving him after all, and she still loved him. So, he nodded and spoke softly “I won’t. I promise…” Y/N had tried her best to keep Loki sane after all of these events, but he was too angry. After the events that succeed, Y/N had cried a lot when Thor told her he had die in the Bifrost.  

But then, imagine her surprise when Thor came telling her that Loki was on Midgard, trying to dominate the planet with an army. Y/N was in shock when she heard that. She wasn’t quite sure how to feel. On one hand, she was happy to hear that he was still alive but on the other, she wasn’t excited about him being on Midgard. The thought of him trying to take over the planet worried her. 

Thor took her there with him, thinking that maybe she could get him to stop if the moment came. She hadn't seen him until the final fight in the Stark tower, when she walked to him with her armor and her sword in hand, like Thor had requested her. Loki had his back to her "Loki?" 

Loki heard his name being called but he continued to gaze out at the destruction behind him that he had left in his path. He didn’t turn to face her, and his voice had a hint of a cold indifference in it “…what do you want?” 

She looks at the image in front of him "That's not you." 

He continued to stare out into the destruction and chaos he had left. He knew she was right. He wasn’t himself, he was a completely different version now. One that was angry, manipulative, cunning and cold “I’m fine. I don’t see what the big deal is…” 

Y/N walked closer to him, putting her sword on the ground and using that hand to hold his shoulder “Loki...” His cold gaze finally turned to face her, though his expression remained the same, unchanging and uncaring. When she put her hand on his shoulder, he immediately flinched a little bit because of the sudden touch. “That’s not you.” She said again. 

Loki didn’t say anything for a few seconds. He was silent, his face gave away little to no emotion “I’m no longer the person I was before…I’ve changed…and I’ve learned much…and I’ve become so much more…” 

She reached for his face slowly, and Loki was caught a bit off guard when she put her hand on his face, but he didn’t flinch or move his face away from her. He noticed that she was still wearing the bracelet he gifted her as well.  

"Give up this madness dream. Come home with me." She says softly, her hand caressing his face. 

Loki was silent for a few seconds as he stared at her. Then he finally spoke, his voice now had a slight hint of anger in it “I *will* have my revenge. Nothing...no one will stop me…” 

"Please, Loki. I know the man I love is still in there." She says with tears on her eyes. She didn’t know if she would be able to fight him if it was necessary. 

His anger immediately disappeared when she started to cry. Seeing her tears only reminded him of all of the times she had stood by him, through thick and thin. She was always there for him, he couldn’t just abandon her again. So, he pulled her close and hugged her tightly, still not saying anything and just simply holding her close. 

Y/N return his hug "I know something must happen to you...but please, stop it." 

Loki continues to hug her and just holds her close for a few seconds. He didn’t want her to know his traumatic past, at least not yet. So instead, he spoke softly “You’re right…something did happen…I can’t tell you…” 

"It's okay. Just stop this attack and come home...I'll protect you."  

Loki was now on the verge of crying when she said that. But she had told him she would protect him, and he was so desperate for that right now. He didn’t want to be alone anymore. So, he spoke softly “Please…I need you.” 

He stopped the attack and end up fighting alongside the Avengers. Thor, Loki and Y/N went back home. Y/N and Thor talked with Odin and convinced him that Loki help them in the end, so he wouldn’t send him to a cell. 

Loki was now back at Asgard, where everything slowly became normal once again. However, he was still slightly traumatized by what had happened and was still suffering from the PTSD that he had acquired after the torture. The two of them were still together and he felt relieved that he didn’t lose her. Loki struggled a lot with his nightmares, which were getting worse every night. Whenever they hit, he would wake up in a cold sweat, his heart beating out his chest and he would usually be crying. Y/N would be next to him every time, holding him gently and speaking softly, trying to comfort him when he woke up. He felt very weak and helpless during these moments, and he was glad he had her with him. 

That night Loki also woke up with his nightmares, running to the bathroom to throw up. Loki was already on his knees, hugging the toilet and throwing up, his tears streaming down his face. Any second now he would begin hyperventilating, as was typical for how these nightmares would usually go for him. Y/N woke up and walked to the bathroom, holding his hair back. He immediately calmed down a bit and took a deep breath. Hearing her voice and feeling her touch made things more bearable. 

Loki was still shaking a bit when he finally finished throwing up, so Y/N hugged him tightly as they sit on the bathroom’s floor. His body was shaking almost uncontrollably, and he was trying not to hyperventilate. His breath was shaky, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he tried to control himself. But when she hugged him, he stopped for a few seconds and then he hugged her back, burying his head into her shoulder and holding her tight. 

"You know you'll have to talk about this some time, Loki..." She says softly. 

Loki sniffled and held her a bit tighter for a few seconds before he finally spoke softly. His voice sounded choked up and shaky and he was still trying to stop himself from crying. “I know...I just...not yet.” 

“I hate to see you like that.” Y/N says while she brushes his hair away from his face. 

He nodded his head, still holding her tightly “I know…I know that I need to talk about it…it’s just…I don’t know if I can….I just…” it was clear that he didn’t know how to speak about it. He simply couldn’t bear to relive what had happened to him. 

"Do you want me to...see it?"  

Loki flinches, the prospect of her seeing his memories was terrifying for him. He didn’t want anyone to see what he had gone through, least of all someone who he loved so deeply. So, he shook his head. 

"Loki, you need to let it out. He can't hurt you anymore." 

He takes a few seconds before speaking again. He was still on the verge of tears, and he was shaking quite a bit. He understood the importance of talking about it, but he could barely even bring himself to speak about it “I know…I know that it will help…but I’m just…I’m just scared…so scared…” 

"I'm here with you." She says "I'll always be here with you." 

Loki sniffled and he hugged her back tightly. Hearing her say that she would always be there for him gave him a bit of strength, and he tightened his grip on her as if to show his appreciation and gratitude. He slowly let out a breath and his tears began to subside. “I know…I know you will be…” 

She starts brushing his hair, close to his forehead "Can I?" 

Loki was a bit hesitant at first, he wasn’t sure about her entering his mind and reliving the trauma with him. He hated the idea of possibly putting her through that…but he felt so weak and so helpless, and she offered. So, he eventually nodded.  

So she did it. She could see the memories when he let her enter. She was gently around his mind when she starts seeing the fight with Thor at the Bifrost, when he let it go. She saw all the torture he endured from the mad titan and everything that happened with him. She could feel his pain and she could understand why he was so reluctant to talk about it. It was a horrible realization but now she knew the extent of the abuse he endured while under the mercy of Thanos. 

When she came back, she was crying. Loki noticed that she was crying, and he looked up at her with a concerned expression. “A-are you okay...?” 

Y/N shook her head. "No, Loki. I'm sorry you have been through all of that." She hugs him so tightly. 

Loki was still silent for a few seconds as he simply hugged her tightly and buried his head in her shoulder again. He didn’t know quite what to say, he just wanted to forget about what had happened. Especially now when having to think back on it all. When she hugged him back, he started to squeeze her even tighter, as if seeking comfort and trying to remind himself that the pain was now gone. He didn’t want to relive it ever again. 

"You'll never go through that ever again. I'll protect you, I swear." 

Loki wanted to believe her so much. Having her to protect him was a great comfort for him and a great relief. He was so vulnerable right now, scared to ever face anything like that again. Hearing that he would never go through that again was extremely reassuring to him. He kept hugging her and didn’t want to let go. “You promise?” 

“I promise.”  

Loki was getting better after a couple of months. He still had some nightmares, but not as often as before. Thanks to Y/N being by his side, he had started to sleep a little more soundly than before. His nightmares had gone from multiple times a week to only once a week, which was an achievement in his eyes. He didn’t feel as scared to sleep anymore and he was thankful for that. Especially because he knew his girlfriend was right by his side, ready to help him out whenever he needed it. 

After six months, Loki was finally getting better. His nightmares were now happening rarely instead of occasionally. He still had them from time to time, but they were now much more manageable. He still had a lot of healing to do, but this was definitely progress. 

With each day that passed and each night that went by, Loki just continued to think about how much he loved his girlfriend. She was always by his side, and she always managed to comfort him whenever he needed it. She supported him through everything, and she understood him like no one else did. It was only natural that he started to think about marriage. He didn’t necessarily know if she thought the same, but the thought hadn’t left him for a while now. 

"What you're thinking about?" Y/N asks as she notices he was not paying attention to the book on his hands. 

Loki was still lost in thought, thinking about the prospect of marriage. He hadn’t realized that he had stopped paying attention to the book he had in his hands, as he had simply been staring blankly at it. But then she asked him a question and snapped him out of his thoughts. “Nothing…just…nothing…” 

Y/N chuckles “It doesn’t look like nothing.” 

He also chuckled a bit and then said “Okay, maybe it was something….” 

"Are you gonna tell me?" She sits closer to him. 

Loki was silent for a few seconds and then he finally spoke softly “I was just…thinking about something…about us…?” 

"Should I worry about this?" Y/N says with a playful smile. 

“Not necessarily…I was just thinking about…what if we took our relationship to the next level…you know…” 

“Like how?”  

“…like…getting married?” Loki spoke carefully and anxiously as he said this, he was wondering what her reaction would be. 

Y/N smiles softly at him* "Are you serious?" 

Loki nodded and spoke softly “Yes….I’ve been thinking about it for a while now….and I wanted to know what you think….” 

“I wouldn’t be opposite of the idea.” Loki’s heart started to beat rapidly as she said that. “Can you imagine us, married and with a mini you running around?" Loki blushed and smiled, imagining the scenario was a bit adorable.  

He could just imagine the two of them with their child, living happily ever after. Loki liked that idea…very much. It felt so innocent and so pure, something that he had wanted for so long. And there was no way he would ever let go of it, not ever. “That would be so perfect…our own little family…” 

Y/N smiled at the thought “Yeah...” 

Loki smiled back at her, and he wanted to say something else. But he still felt a bit anxious, he still felt like it wasn’t set in stone just yet “So…you’re really saying yes…? Like…definitely, yes…?” 

"I don't know...make the proposal." She chuckles. Loki smirked at her response and then thought to himself. He was definitely going to propose to her soon, that was for sure.  So he started to hatch out a plan for the perfect proposal he would want. Once he had that all figured out, the only thing that would be left was to execute it. 

Days had passed and Loki had been waiting for the right moment. And after a week of waiting, he got that perfect moment. He found her alone in her room and he knew that now was his chance to do it. 

“Hey.” Y/N smiled as he entered her room. 

“Hey…” Loki smiles back at her. He feels the rush of adrenaline as he finally has his chance. This is the moment he’s been waiting for. So, he speaks confidently as he approaches her “I want to ask you something….” 

“Sure.” 

Loki takes a deep breath and steadies his voice, trying to sound as confident and sure as he could when speaking. “You know how a few weeks ago I brought up marriage…?” She nods at him. Loki nods too and gets on one knee, making Y/N smiles. There was a hint of nervousness in his voice, but he managed to keep it steady, and he spoke confidently. “I want to make you mine…completely…and I would like for you to do the same…will you marry me..?” 

“Yes, Loki. Yes!” She hugs him. 

He breathed a sigh of relief as she said yes. He was so excited and happy right now, he was over the moon. He smiled back at her and then he spoke softly. “Then…will you please take this, as a sign of my love?” Loki holds up the ring, waiting for her to accept it. 

Y/N gave him her hand so he could put the ring on her. “It’s beautiful.” 

Loki was absolutely overjoyed. It was one of the most perfect moments of his entire life. All his work in planning the proposal payed off. And seeing her accept the ring, his mother's ring, was the cherry on top. Loki was just so relieved and so happy, he was beaming with joy. "It used to be my mother's...I wanted you to have it..." 

“Thank you.” She smiles before she kisses him. 

He smiled back at her when he breaks the kiss, the entire moment was like a dream come true. He was so overjoyed that he almost couldn't keep his cool. This was the perfect moment. So he took her hand again and squeezed it softly. "I love you..." 

“I love you too.” 

A few months after, the royal wedding happened in Asgard. It was a beautiful wedding. A true fairy tale wedding. Loki and Y/N had finally married. The prince of Asgard had found true love and married his princess. Loki was happier than ever, with the woman he loved the most besides him. This was his happy ending, this was his happily ever after. 

Five months after the wedding, Y/N started not feeling well. She usually woke up throwing up. 

Loki was still asleep beside her when he suddenly woke up to the sound of her vomiting. He immediately jumped out of bed and went over to her. “A-Y/N…? 

“Hm?” She had her eyes closed as another wave of nausea hit her. 

Loki was now in distress and panic. He was getting worried as he tried to keep his cool and not let her know his real feelings yet. “A-are you okay..? You’ve been vomiting for a few days now….” He was so concerned about her at this point. 

"I don't know, maybe it's something I eat?" She felt the nausea passing and open her eyes to look at him. 

Loki still looked worried and concerned, he wasn’t quite buying her excuse. It didn’t make sense to him “But it’s been four days in a row…don’t you think that’s concerning a little?”  

"I'll see a healer later if that's makes you feel better." She smiles at him. 

He wasn’t reassured, he was still concerned about her. But he decided to not press the issue further for now “Okay…just promise me you’ll see one as soon as possible…” 

Y/N nods and later that day, she went to the healer. When she got back to their room, she had a small box in her hand. 

“What’s in that box…?” Loki was waiting for her back in the room. 

"Oh, it's a present for you." She smiles handling him the box. "Open in.” 

Loki’s nervous look remained on his face as he slowly took the box from her, not knowing what may be in there. But he then opened it and his eyes widened when he saw what was inside. His heart raced as he saw that it was a small pair of shoes. “What….are these…?” 

"I don't know, Loki. What are these?" She asks him smiling. 

“They look like…baby shoes…” Loki’s heart races as he realizes what she is implying. He didn’t even want to believe it. But then he spoke, and his tone was shaky. “Are you…”  

Loki was speechless. It was official now; he was going to be a father. He was so happy, he felt so many different emotions rushing through him right now, but the main one was pure joy. “I’m going to be a dad…?” 

"You're going to be a dad." Y/N spoke softly before she kissed her husband. 

Nine months later, Y/N gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Loki was overjoyed about it. Holding the baby boy in his arms felt like a dream come true. His life would never be the same after this, everything would be different. And it was for the better. This child would be the most important thing to him, there would be nothing that would compare to this precious baby. He kissed him on the forehead, smiling as he did so.  

Loki was the best father ever to his son. He was everything Odin never was to him. Loki made sure the child had everything he could ever want or need. He made sure his childhood would be beautiful and happy and he made sure he gave him everything he never had. He made sure to give him all the love he had to offer to his precious son. He spent a great majority of his time with him. And Y/N made sure she took good care of him as well. She made sure to teach him about love and everything he needed to know about the world. It was a beautiful sight. 

A year later, close to their son first birthday, Y/N had found out she was pregnant again. But this time, she was better prepared to make a surprise to Loki. 

He had just put the baby to sleep and came back to their room. “I have a surprise for you.” Y/N said softly. She gave him a present box. "Open in.” 

Loki open the box and just looked at the shirt in a bit of confusion. It said 'Daddy’s girl’ when they had a son. “Uh…? Did you buy this by mistake…?” Y/N shakes her head ‘no’. Loki was still quite confused. Why did she buy a ‘daddy’s girl’ shirt? They had a son, not a daughter. So, it made no sense for her to buy that. “Then why did you get it…?” 

"Because our daughter will need it." Y/N was holding back her smile seeing Loki’s confusion. 

He immediately tensed up at the word ‘daughter’ and realized what she was implying. Their daughter. She was implying that they were going to have a second child. He just couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t believe that it was really happening. Loki was overwhelmed with emotions, and it showed on his face. His mouth dropped open as he spoke softly. “Our daughter..?” 

Y/N nods, making Loki’s heart raced and his breathing quickened as he realized the good news. His smile became so wide that he even felt his cheeks ache. He was going to be a father again? That was an overwhelming thought and he loved it. The happiness he felt was overwhelming. “We’re going to have a daughter…?” He finally asked. She nods again, a few tears escaping her eyes. 

Loki was filled with so many emotions right now that he just embraced her in a tight and loving hug. He held her close to him, smiling as he did so. Loki’s happiness was palpable at this point. He couldn’t believe that he was going to be a father again. He just couldn’t. And it was so unbelievable that he almost couldn’t accept it just yet. But as he held his wife close to him, he embraced the idea of having another child. 

They had some hard months ahead. Thor had given up the throne, so Loki was next in line to be king now. And a few more months, another baby, a beautiful and healthy baby girl, was born. Loki felt like he was on a cloud, he just couldn’t believe how his life was working out so well for him. With a gorgeous wife and two beautiful children, life couldn’t get any better. 

He was truly overjoyed and grateful. His life was filled with nothing but love and blessings. There was nothing left that he could possibly ask for now. With two beautiful children, the best wife in the world, a kingdom to rule one day. Things couldn’t be better. And as he looked down at his babygirl, he thought about all of this. He loved his life, he loved being a father and he loved his family. And this was more than just a passing thought, this was his life. His happy, fulfilling, life. 

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Out of My System Pt. 1

Summary: Loki doesn’t understand Thor’s attraction to Midgardians. Until he meets you.

Pairing: Avenger Loki x F. Avenger Reader

Warnings: Eventual smut.

W/C: 1K

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You were sitting beside Loki just like you did every movie night, a large bowl of popcorn perched in his lap for sharing. You jumped and screamed so loud, when the monster grabbed the woman on the screen that it even startled Loki, who almost dropped the snack in the floor.

You reached for his hand, entwining your fingers with his long skinny digits. He stayed still for just a moment unsure of how to react to your touch. You felt him relax against you, accepting the affection. Each time, a scary part came on you would hide your face against his arm. He began to anticipate it. He wrapped his arm around you snuggling you closer. Now you could press your face against his broad chest.

You laid your ear against him, listening to the rhythmic sound of his heart beating. You had only been this close to the mischievous god while training. Otherwise, your friendship never crossed any unspoken boundaries. You were surprised how he had welcomed your touch. He wasn’t huge on affection, shying away from hugs, shoulder pats, even handshakes which surprised you. He only shook the hand of business men Stark needed him to schmooze, and only when necessary.

The movie was over too soon. The loss of warmth his body provided made you shiver as you walked to your room. Hurrying to your bed, your mind ran wild with thoughts of the creature from that horrible movie waiting for you underneath, grabbing your feet as you walked by and dragging you under there with it. You got under the blankets covering up every inch of skin. You were an Avenger for crying out loud. You had fought villains way scarier than the monster in the movie.

Still you couldn’t help the thoughts of it waiting to get you as soon as you peaked out from under the blanket. You heard the floor creak and you swear you stopped breathing for a second. Relax! It’s probably somebody walking in the hall. You squeeze your eyes shut willing yourself to fall asleep.

You convince yourself you feel someone staring at you. You give yourself a little pep talk slinging the heavy blanket off your face and retrieving your phone off your nightstand. You get back in your cocoon. You pull up the contact on your phone praying he answers.

“H..hello?” his groggy voice comes over the line and you’ve never been more grateful to hear anyone. “Loki, I need you to come to my room right now.” your voice barely comes out as a whisper. You are trying to stay quite just in case that creature can hear you.

“Darling, it’s three in the morning. I can barely hear you. This is not a good prank.” Click. He ended the call before you could ask for help. You dial his number again. He answers on the third ring. You decide you better make this call count so you start frantically yelling into your phone. “Loki, please don’t hang up! I know it’s three AM, but it’s the witching hour! That means this thing is gonna be that much stronger!! I need you to get in here right now before it kills me!”

You hear your door fling open. You stick your head out from your fortress. Loki is standing in your room, daggers in hand assessing the situation. “Where is it?” he growls. You can’t help the giggles erupting. He looks at you, confusion clearly eating him up.

“Promise you won’t be mad?” “I will make no such promise. Tell me what is so funny about your life being in danger.” You take a deep breath trying to suppress your laughter. “I kept thinking about that movie and I freaked myself out. I convinced myself it was in here with me. So there’s no real danger.”

Loki sighs heavily, running his hands through his slept on curls. He sets his daggers on your nightstand. “You said it was going to kill you.” “Sorry, I was being dramatic. I just didn’t want to be alone because I was scared. I didn’t expect you to burst in here like that. But since you’re here, do you mind staying with me? I know I’m safe with you here.” Loki agrees walking toward your couch.

“Can you sleep in the bed with me, please? I really freaked myself out and I just need to know that you’re right here if I need you.” He gets in beside you, and every fear fades into the darkness as you press your back against his chest. His arm rests against your stomach.

Loki planned to leave right after you fell asleep. He was sure he wouldn’t rest well, if at all. So he was surprised when the sun light peaked through your window and woke him the next morning. He was shocked to find your warm body still snuggled in so closely to his. He had only wrapped his arms around you to comfort you. He didn’t think he would be so reluctant to remove them.

He took the time to study your features. How your hair was a tangled mess even though it seemed like you hadn’t moved at all through the night. How the sun light made your face look almost angelic. He took note of how comfortable he was beside you. And that terrified him. That thought alone was enough motivation for him to go back to his own rooms.

Loki was sure he would never share Thor’s love for Midgardians. He didn’t understand his attraction to them. After Thor and Jane broke up, Thor had successfully seduced every woman he came across. It made Loki sick. He and his brother were gods. Midgardians were beneath them.

Loki waited until their trips to Asgard to sleep around. Those so called models paled in comparison to the goddesses back home. He had never thought highly of any person from Earth, until you.

You stumbled into his life and turned it upside down. You weren’t repulsive. You were beautiful. You weren’t ignorant, but intelligent. You were kind to him, when the rest of the pathetic planet either feared him or hated him. Loki had quickly offered you something he didn’t give lightly to any other person on Earth - his companionship.

Part Two

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me when y'all send in requests:

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