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clandestineloki2 days ago
could you write about when loki finds out his wife is super quiet when she comes? like it's really intense for her and he just admires how she reacts? it's horny for extremely specific situation hours tonight babe
babyy this is sO CUTE-- also im so sorry this took such a long time life is a biatch </3
tw: smut, soft dom loki but he's a meanie </3 , shy reader, dacryphilia, fingering, praise kink, smidge of corruption kink
you weakly grip onto his arm as he curls his fingers inside you, hitting a spot that has your legs twitching.
it does little to nothing to stop him from doing it again, and he chuckles as your hips stutter.
"what's the matter?" he chuckles, gripping your thigh. "you like that a bit too much, sweet?"
"i- um..."
he resumes his ministrations, humming teasingly as you shiver, your breaths leaving you in whiny gasps.
"come on, little fawn," he clicks his tongue, thumb tapping relentlessly at your sensitive bud. "i know you can take a bit more."
you whimper, pulling a pillow to your face, fists cutely curled up as you muffle your own noises with it.
loki chuckles, pulling his fingers out slowly, watching with brazen eyes as your slick drips onto the sheets.
just how pretty can his little fawn get?
as if in reply, when he shoves his digits back in, your legs jerk uncontrollably, your poor poor little cunt clenches down on him, and the quietest whine tickles his ears like a feather.
at first he's not even sure if anything could make a sound so hushed yet so heavenly, so he curls his fingers again. and just like that, it happens again, only it's now struck him that it's from you.
you sound pathetic. you sound so fucking ethereal.
before loki can even think, he claws at the cursed pillow that's depriving him of your sweet noises and throws it god knows where. your eyes widen, but he pays no mind to your sudden shock as he lifts your legs up over his shoulders.
loki looks down at you with the most feral yet determined look in his eyes. he grins slowly, and you realize why as you feel something much bigger press up against your dripping entrance.
"l-loki?" you whimper. "please--"
he doesn't mean it when he sinks into you in one swift movement. he really doesn't.
but all regret vanishes when he hears the way you whimper so brokenly.
he wants to be guilty, but how can he when you're making sounds other men only hear in their dreams?
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lokisprettygirl2 days ago
Love is Selfless, It's Kind (Loki x Female Reader) (Part 31)
Summary : First day of your vacation with loki starts so beautifully but takes a turn
Warning : 18+ smut, sub loki, soft loki, face sitting 馃憖, some angsty angst
Taglist :聽@colifower @rinacreateart 聽 聽@christineblood 聽@the-wounded-healer05 聽@lokiprompts 聽@geeky-politics-46 聽@sharklover927 聽@virtualstrawberrydinosaur @huntress-artemiss
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When loki woke up from his nap, you held your phone with one hand, looking at something while other one scratched his scalp, you stayed like you promised, he stretched as he woke up and called out to you "Princess I'm up" you smiled as you heard his voice so groggy and cute, he crawled into your lap as you were in sitting position "how was your nap little kitten" you asked him and he just grumbled "I take it as good, hungry?" You asked him again and he took your phone and kept it on the bedside drawer "Give me attention" he said like a kid and you giggled, he's so adorable.
"Move from my lap then" you gave him a small laugh and he sprawled down on the bed again, you got on top of him with your legs on either side of his waist and leaned down to pepper him with lots of different types of kisses, he smiled and hummed at each one of them. "Is this good?" You asked him as you hugged him tightly "so good princess, can't wait to have you all to myself from tomorrow" he smiled "me too mister, can we go eat now? I'm starving" your stomach growled in agreement and that's when he got up as quickly as he could. Can't have his princess starving, then you both slept early as you had an early flight in the morning.
Next morning you both got ready quickly, you watered the plant as you didn't want to forget, he was truly happy and excited about this trip, and you felt as if you were going on your honeymoon, you can't wait for him to pop the question, loki took the plant and waved his hands, it disappeared "loki where did it go?" You asked him panicking for a second that he destroyed it or something "In the vault princess" he told you and you looked at him "The vault?" You asked him and he nods in yes "That's where I keep valuable things, it's like a locker, I can bring it back when we reach our cottage" he smiled and you breathed in relief, can't lose that plant unless you're sure "oh can you keep me in the vault too?" You giggled and he walked over to you to kiss you "no you're too valuable to leave in a vault, I'll keep you where I can see you, right next to me"
You both took your luggage, well he did, and you took the small handbag you packed with necessities, thor and jane were going to drop you to the airport, wanda came to see you before you left the tower "bring me a souvenir" she told you and you hugged her so tight, in the car you and loki sat on the backseat and ride to the airport was a long one so he just laid down with his head on your lap, thor told you about the time he took jane to Japan and she shared some funny stories. Your mind drifted towards something as they all talked, loki would laugh at something thor said, he kept your hands in his and kissed on your palm and fingertips whenever he wanted to, you had a sudden inkling of a sort as you looked around, these immortal beings, assuming jane will consume the apple soon, she said she will take it on her 30th birthday. Add frigga to it and you have a full fledged loving family accepting you with open arms, thousands of years of this seemed like a heaven, but then the fear remained, he could change someday, and then you'll spend thousands of years alone.
When you both reached the airport, thor and jane said their goodbyes and you both went through the security, loki had to sign a form, stating that he wasn't allowed to use any kind of sorcery or other magicky stuff while inside the aircraft, it seemed pretty unfair but he did what he had to. You had no idea that loki booked the first class tickets for you and him, the flight was only 4 hours long max to max but he wanted you to be comfortable, he gets paid in hefty as an avenger, what he's going to do with all this midgardian money if not spend it on you. You gasped as you saw the first class cabin, it was separated from other parts of the plan and you both would have your privacy. Once you got situated and the flight took off, you sat next to the window watching the sky, it looked so pretty and he admired how adorable you looked, he sneakily clicked a picture of you.
Once you were done soaking in the beauty you sat on top of him and snuggled him "enjoyed the view?" He asked you as he tucked a piece of your hair behind you ears "mmmm what did I do to deserve you?" You kissed his forehead and he smiled "okay for starters you helped me in the confectionery aisle and then when I was lost in every way, you found me" he told you and you kissed him, when you reached your destination finally, a car picked you both up to take you to the cottage loki booked and you looked around , reeling in the greenery, something you don't get much of in NY
When you both reached the cottage, it was the the cosiest little thing there ever could be, it had a fireplace on the side, and you just knew you were going to make love in the front of it. The bedroom was so small and compact "the bed is smaller than it looked in the pictures" he mumbled as he sat down on the bed, it was Fluffy "Isn't that better? We will be closer" you cupped his cheeks and he pulled you on top of him as he laid down on the bed "You ready to christen this bed?" You asked him and he raised his eyebrows "I am, but let me feed you first"
He took you out to eat, there was a beach nearby and he planned on taking you there tomorrow, he took you to the nearest restaurant and you tried the local speciality, a woman and a man approached you both as you were eating "can we sit here?" She asked you and you looked at loki, you didn't even know them "I'm sorry I'm Joan, this is my husband Mark, we are here on our second honeymoon, we are your cottage neighbours" she chirped excitedly "Hi I'm y/n, this is my boyfriend loki" you told them as they sat down, you weren't looking to socialize but it wouldn't be so bad right? "Oh god loki, we know you, you're the avenger right" she asked him and he nods in response, great they recognised him.
"You both should join the party at the beachside, it's going to be amazing, you get complimentary drinks too so" mark said to you and you smiled politely "We will think about it, we just got here" you told them and they took off soon after eating. "She seems a trouble" loki told you and you raised your eyebrow "Why do you think so baby?" You asked him and he sighed "eighth sense" he mumbled and you giggled, but he was serious about the eighth sense thingy.
After eating when you went back to the cottage, you both showered and you dried your hair quickly, it was time to blow his mind a little, he was setting up the fire in the firepit and you put on one of the sexy black lingerie you bought, it hardly left anything to the imagination, you sat on the bed as you waited for him, you fidgeted with your pose, you finally decided to sit sideways on the bed, your knees folded and shin down, you kept your hands folded in your lap, your hair on the one side, you kept your eyes on the door "Princess I st...oh for the love of nornsss" he cut his sentence short as he saw you on the bed, in that norn forsaken lingerie you wore, he could see your supple ass cheeks from the side and your breasts almost falling out of the filmsy material, the look on your face made him want to die but in a good way.
"Are you going to come here and unwrap me or just stand there and watch as I do it myself? I am okay with both prospects" you winked and good lord he got hard as soon as he looked at you "what..what do you want me to do miss?" He asked you, stuttering, he was nervous and in a submissive mood, the lingerie made you look so sexy and fierce.
"You're too pretty to not touch babyboy, come here" you put your hand out and he walked over to you slowly, he took your hand and you turned to him as you pulled him on the bed, he was just wearing a brief so it was perfect, you could feel and see the bulge starting to form "sooo beautiful princess, norns I do not deserve you" he mumbled as you kissed him and you bit on his lips, he moaned into your mouth as you did "mmm are you looking to get punished kitten? I want to please you today, not punish you so be a good boy for me okay, now tell me who do I belong to ? Who owns me? Who deserves me" You asked him as you pulled his head backwards by gripping a handful of his hair "I do miss, I own you, you're mine" he mumbled and you kissed him passionately "that's a good good boy" you make him lay down on the bed and got on top of him, you sucked on his neck and he moaned your name deliciously "what do you need kitten" you asked him and he looked at you "ummm I.. can you .. please sit on my face" your eyes widened at the request, you haven't done that before, but the thought of sitting on his perfectly beautiful face made you gush.
"Yeah? Want me to mess that pretty face up? " He moaned in response as he heard you, you're his everything, how could he ever go on without you, he can't he won't. "Yesss please misss , I beg you to sit on my face please, I'll be a good boy, I'll make you cum I promise" he whined and sobbed so sweetly "unwrap me then" he took off your underwear slowly, it had a g string , it wasn't really hiding much except your most intimate parts, you have already soaked them "tap my thighs if you want me to move okay?" You told him and he was so desperate he pulled you onto his face quickly, he couldn't wait to feed on you, you felt his lips on your other lips and moaned his name loudly "good fucking god lo" he made you move back and forth on his face as he nipped and sucked, his mouth working like a pro on your clit.
You wouldn't last long, the position was new and you felt dirty ruining his pretty face like that, he pushed his tongue inside your wet dripping hole and you couldn't hold back anymore "I'm gonna cum lo..pretty baby I'm going to feed you, drink it all" you mumbled as you let go and he gripped on your ass, as he pulled you even closer almost smothering himself, he slurped on your juices as if you'll be his last meal, the sight of your shaking body and moans made him feel ecstatic. He was high, on you.
You moved down when you came back to your senses and sat on his chest, you didn't even realise when he got up and pushed you down on the bed , he was so painfully hard, he was hurting for you, he needed you, his mouth found the center of the bra you wore and he ripped it just with his teeth, rest in peace lingerie. You Didn't even feel bad, he can rip you in half and you'd not even blink.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard my pretty princess, this is what you want right?" He took off his brief and he thrusted inside you quickly "yess yess ..fuck me lo, god I love you so much" he kissed you as he heard you and then mumbled in your ear "I love you more and forever princess, never forget" he moved in and out of you quickly, his thrusts hard and you could hear the wet sounds his cock made as he thrusted in and out, so obscene. Your hands gripped his hair and you bit on his shoulder as he would stroke that sweet spot inside you repeatedly "cum with me sweet princess, clench around me, take my cum like the good little whore you are" he mumbled and how could you deny that, you came as soon as he asked and there's no way he could stop his own release when you wrapped him so tightly around you.
After few minutes, he was still panting hard n fast, same as you "for a mortal, you're extremely vigorous my love, you wear me out so good" he giggled and you perched yourself on your elbow as you smiled, his hair was sticking to his forehead so you pushed them back with your fingers, his mind wondered what would have happened if you would have taken the herb, you'd kill him with your energy probably, why can't he stop thinking about that, you made your decision, he needs to move on
"Well I get the pleasure of laying with a god, and I'm going to worship him as best I could" you mumbled as you sucked on his neck, his skin shiny with residues of sweat, you could smell the body wash he showered with mixed with his natural scent, you are obsessed with him, like you should be.
"A god, that's debatable, some people truly think we are just aliens" he giggled and it made you laugh too, an alien, you used to be terrified of aliens, "well then you're the sexiest alien there ever could be" you snuggled into him and he held you so tight, keeping you loved n safe. The vacation was going pretty well till now but it has just begun, you were so excited to spend the rest of the time being engulfed into him, with no distractions.
You both took a nap, well you did, he just admired how beautiful you looked, the bed was so small and you were so close to him, he loved this so much. When you finally woke up, you both decided to check out that party Joan told you about, he wanted to stay in and have you all to himself but you wanted to go out and how can he not fulfill every little wish you'd ever have. You put on a red A-line dress , it had thin straps and flowy bottom, he held you so close as you did your make up, he was in a simple black shirt with a matching pants "this dress I swear princess, I don't know if I want to protect you or ruin you" he mumbled and you giggled "you can do both when we come back" and he was hard.
The walk to the beach was just five minutes, he held your hand as you walked, you looked around, it looked so beautiful at night, he plucked a rose from a tree nearby and removed the throns, he shortened the stem a little and placed it on your ear, you clicked alot of pictures of him obviously and then took so many cute couple selfies, he wasn't really looking as he was so engrossed in you and he bumped into a man, a very drunk man "What the Fuckkk man, are you blind you asshole" he mumbled incoherently, he was too drunk "I apologise I wasn't looking" sometimes he was too polite for his own good, that man pushed him on his chest and you saw his jaw flexing at the action, he was holding himself back "look I apologized, trust me you don't want it to go this way" loki said to him politely, this mortal man was huge, even taller than him, but his strength wouldn't compare with Loki's "let's just go lo" you grabbed his arms and took him away from the man but the drunken asshole was pissed off for no reason, he ran towards loki to attack him but he sensed it and used his magic to throw him away, that man had no idea what hit him.
He groaned as he fell down and you shook your head, hopefully he would be alive, the peaceful day you both had felt too good to be true right? "Lo baby are you okay?" You asked him and he smiled "perks of being an immortal god you see" he said to you and again you felt as if his words had double innuendos, he didn't want to come off as snarky or make you feel bad, it just came out, if he was a normal mortal man he probably would have been hurt right now.
"Forget about that okay" he held onto you by your shoulders as you both walked and kissed your cheeks softly. When you reached the party, it seemed, good music, people were drunk and dancing, mostly couples, some newly took loki and you wrapped your arms around him as you danced, he was a good dancer even though he seemed like someone who wouldn't be into dancing, Joan and found you and she walked over to you, loki sighed as he saw her.
"Hi neighbours" she giggled, she was drunk "hi Joan, where is mark" you asked her and she groaned "he sucks at dancing, can I dance with you though? I just want to dance right now" she asked loki and he looked at you, nothing wrong with that right? It's just dancing "yeah sure" you smiled politely and loki did the same, he held her hand with one of his and wrapped his other hand around her waist, he glared at you as you walked away, was he upset ? Why would he be upset? Why is he upset?
You went to the table where mark was enjoying his drink and said hi to him, he smiled as he looked at you, his eyes fixed on loki and his wife. "Are you not jealous?" He asked you and you looked at loki, she was saying something in his ears, he leaned into her as he was too tall for her, okay now you were just jealous "they're just dancing, you trust your wife right?" You joked and he looked at you intently "nopppeee" he popped the word p as he sipped on his drink, he was an attractive guy himself but loki was , well loki "She have done this before, so I wouldn't put it past her, besides a chance to sleep with that? God of mischief huh? , she would jump on him right now if he gave her his permission" he told you and you were extremely comfortable with this conversation now. What the fuck?
You looked at loki, and when his eyes met yours, he seemed hurt for some reason, then he pulled her closer to him and you felt the jealousy burning you, consuming you completely. His pretty hands were on her back, he was looking into her eyes, was he doing this on purpose? Why is he doing that? "I wouldn't mind as long as I get to watch, atleast she won't do it behind my back" that made you stand up from your seat , what is this couple?
You walked over to them and they didn't stop dancing, he was laughing at something she said, he was being too cosy for your liking "Joan your husband is calling you" you lied to her and she groaned "I'll see you later then I guess" she winked at him and he blushed, then she kissed his cheeks and you gasped audibly. "See you too sweetie" she told you and God you hate her already.
You crossed your arms as you looked at him and he went to the bar, you followed him quickly, damn him and his large fucking steps, he ordered a drink for you and neat whiskey shots for himself then he gulped them down quickly, why he is so mad. "Loki baby what's wrong" he smiled as he heard you "nothing I'm enjoying, we are on vacation right?" He told you and you huffed "want me to dance with other women or men?" He asked you, that's why he is upset "loki I just...what did you want me to say, she was married and I thought .." he interrupted you as he walked away.
You're fighting on the first day of this trip, out of all the scenarios you imagined this wasn't in any of them. He was making his way towards the cottage, he turned around to see if you were following him, he wouldn't just leave you here, and you indeed were following him very frantically. How dare you allowed somebody else to touch him? He's yours, how dare you gave your permission to her to dance with him.
"Loki loki stop" you yelled but he didn't stop until he reached the cottage, then he went inside quickly. You huffed and went inside, you took off your sandals and kept the rose he gave you on the dresser, he sat down on the couch, he drank so many shots, he was starting to feel the buzz "look I'm sorry if I made you upset" you sat next to him and he glared at you again, his eyes tearing up "you're sorry? I'm sure you are, why don't you go and pass me all around at the party, anybody can have a piece of me right? It's not as if I'm yours" he yelled a little and the tone of his voice hurt you "you know you're mine lo, she just looked so sad and she was married I thought.." he cut you off before you can speak further "thought what? That I would act as a balm for her, that she could just use me because her husband Wouldn't fullfill her needs?"
You groaned and he stood up as he paced back n forth "it was supposed to be a harmless dance, nobody asked you to feel her up and allow her to do the same" you were upset too with his behaviour, this day has taken a full 360 and you hate it. "Well if you're going to act as if I'm not yours I can do the same sweetheart, maybe I should get used to this huh, knowing you, you're probably preparing me for the future when you would die your natural mortal death and leave me here all alone for other people to feast on me"
You teared up as you heard him, this is what this is all about, he was bottling up his feelings since you denied his offer and it finally came out like this. He went to the bedroom, he shouldn't have said that, not here not right now never, he accepted your decision and he should have stuck to that. Especially not here, he was supposed to make you the happiest and not make you cry like this, but he can't stop feeling so hurt about this, you don't want him forever, you just want him as long as you're alive then you'd let him go as if he never mattered, as if he wouldn't be lost and hopeless without you. As if he wouldn't lose his mind without you. He sat down on the bed, he needed to calm down.
You went to his room, you can't see him like this, he's right to be upset about this, he's yours, you shouldn't have allowed her to touch him like that, as harmless as it seemed you should have been able to read that he was uncomfortable. You made your way to the bedroom and he looked at you, the look on his face that you have hated since the beginning was there, and you were the reason this time.
"Lo" you called out his name and he sniffed as he walked towards you
"I'm sorry princess, I'm so sorry sweetheart, I didn't bring you here to hurt you, I'm so sorry" he mumbled as he kissed you softly and you didn't say anything for a good minute but when you did he wasn't expecting you to say what you did.
"I want the immortality lo"
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iamthecabbagea day ago
Loving Game | bucky & loki
Prologue -
Paring: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader, Loki x Female!Reader
Warnings: slight sexual content, reader has a kink for bucky's metal arm but like who doesn't tbh, loki's a little agressive ig
Summary: Why spend nights alone when an angry God, and a Super Soldier both want your attention?
A/N: Hello, please tell me if you like it because I am very very self conscious about this and will totally write more if people want it but if it's terrible...
1. It was borderline impossible to keep a secret.
2. The walls were very thin.
The second one had been a rather unfortunate discovery when Steve Rogers himself avoided making eye contact with her one morning. At first she figured he had seen her slip out of Bucky's room when he was on his way to train, but when Sam came strolling in and burst out in a fit of giggles at Cap's uncomfortable face - she knew that most people had definitely heard them.
Y/n stopped caring about the thin walls after awhile. Mostly because her nightly charades with Bucky expanded to a temperamental God who was under strict watch. She was meant to be questioning him - though Y/n thought it was Tony's idea of hazing - but that first session has turned into something way more.
It was an unspoken agreement between the three; when alone with one all thoughts of the other disappear. It wasn't hard, with two of the most attractive men wanting to please her every night - who was she to refuse?
The first time Bucky and Y/n approached the topic of extending their relationship to a more physical realm, he had insisted that they keep the lights off.
He pressed soft kisses to her skin, his stubble ticking against her neck as they trailed lower and lower. In the dark she could barely make out his muscular form above her, carefully unbuttoning the buttons on her blouse.
Y/n wasn't oblivious, she knew the real reason why Bucky wanted the lights off were to stop her prying eyes from landing on the metal arm that he hated. But there was no stopping how it felt, the cool metal dragging down her sides as he helped her slip the shirt off.
She had purposefully not worn a bra, the very thing that led them to this circumstance in the first place. The very clear outline of her breasts and nipples through the thin top had made the suggestion of more, more enticing for the both of them. Bucky used his metal arm to keep himself above her while the other one went straight to her breast, kneading the flesh lightly.
"You're beautiful," he pressed a kiss to her neck, "You know that?"
Y/n chuckled bashfully, sucking in a breath when he bit down lightly on her collar bone. "You can't even see me."
"I don't have to see you to know that."
His kisses finally made it to her breasts, nipples aching for attention and by the time he finally gave it she was already breathing deep and heavy. "U-use your metal hand," she said, and Bucky's breath audibly hitched, "Please."
Hesitantly he trailed his metal hand up her side and across one of her breasts. When she felt the cool metal against her hard nipple she moaned loudly and arched her back towards the fake limb.
"That felt good?" he asked, he hated his metal arm. Everything it represented about him was dark and left nothing but painful memories behind, but if Y/n liked it...
Loki was meant to just be an assignment.
Y/n had drawn the short straw after Thor returned from Asgard with his murderous brother in tow. None of the Avengers trusted him, and insisted that he be interrogated. That unfortunate person was Y/n.
Bucky had been hesitant to let her go alone but she made her way towards one of the empty rooms with Loki in tow. Simple handcuffs around his wrist that likely wouldn't keep him restrained if he tried to get out of them. "Just in here."
Loki entered the room and looked around unimpressed. He eventually sat down on the couch along the far wall and Y/n sat across from him, crossing her legs awkwardly.
"Why are you back?" she asked, "What purpose could you possibly have on Earth?"
The God smirked at her, "Well, I have no purpose on Asgard anymore do I? It was either be imprisoned there or join my oaf of a brother back here. Quite an obvious choice."
Y/n nodded and shifted under his gaze again, wondering if she should've let Bucky accompany her. "What are your intentions?"
"Well, I wouldn't mind taking you right here on the couch, or perhaps against the wall? Or the desk?"
Y/n didn't understand his response at first, but after a few minutes of just watching his smirking face she gaped at him, "What?"
"My intentions for you," he said, "To watch your face as I stuff you to the brim with my-"
"Okay- That's enough questions!" Y/n interrupted him, she stood up abruptly. Much to her surprise his words made flutters bloom in her stomach and a sudden flush between her legs. Y/n made a beeline for the door but was stopped when a cold hand wrapped around her wrist.
Loki, just like she assumed, managed to break the cuffs pretty easily as they laid abandoned on the floor. He didn't say anything as he began walking her backwards, Y/n hardly even registered that her back had hit the wall because her brain was going haywire at the fact she was so close to the handsome man in front of her.
"Oh the things I could do to you..." one of his hands pressed against the wall next to her head, while the other settled on her hip pressing the skin their lightly. He smirked playfully, "The things you want me to do to you..."
He brought his face closer to her's, "Am I right?" he asked, "Do you want me to touch you?"
Y/n sucked in a breath, "Y-yes."
Loki slipped his hand under her shirt, gently rubbing her sides and teasing the straps of her bra. He reached behind her back to unclip the garment and took a step back to help slide it down her arms. Her blouse followed quickly both items being left on the floor. He stepped closer, Y/n's breasts pressing against his clothed chest. "Can I kiss you Y/n?"
His lips felt like fire against her's, leaving no room for sweetness as he tilted her head backwards for better access to her mouth. Loki stole her breath from her, tugging hard on her hair with one hand while the other slipped into the waist band of her pants. They pulled away from each other for a split second, his hand relaxing in her hair while Y/n reached for his dress pants tugging on the button with sloppy movements.
Loki helped grinning at her struggle, the button came unclasped and he glanced back at her, "Are you sure?"
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Requests are Open!!!
This series won't be pure filth lol, but there will be plenty of it for sure. But there will be some inbetween moments, and some drama of course.
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earlgreydream4 months ago
in charge.
| loki x reader | fluff | smut |
anon requested. loki without even thinking about it kneeling to tie readers shoe and immediately being teased for it by the team or Thor or whoever, and feeling like he needs to prove he鈥檚 still in charge in spicy ways
cw: d/s, subspace, light bondage, aftercare
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鈥淏e careful, please,鈥 Loki stressed, his hand wrapping around your bicep to stop you as you ran to the kitchen.
You stood still, looking down as Loki knelt in front of you, lifting your foot onto his knee to re-tie your shoelace that had come loose. He tightened them before standing back up, taking hold of your hand.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e so whipped, Loki. Kneeling for your girl,鈥 Thor laughed, teasing Loki for tying your shoes.聽
鈥淪top it.鈥澛
The severity of Loki鈥檚 tone with his brother made you shudder, though the other members of your team kept on laughing.
鈥淵ou鈥檝e gone soft, Loki. Tying her shoes,鈥 Stark teased, making Natasha laugh and shake her head before taking another drink.聽
You frowned, disliking the way they were getting Loki riled up. You wrapped your arms around his torso, your body pressed against his back.
鈥淒on鈥檛 listen to them,鈥 you murmured against his spine.
鈥淚鈥檝e not gone soft,鈥 Loki retorted to Stark, making you sigh softly.
Your hand gently slid under his shirt, your fingertips smoothing over his defined abdomen.
鈥淟oki, how does it feel to be wrapped around Y/N鈥檚 finger?鈥 Steve asked with a grin, purposefully taunting the god.
鈥淪he knows who鈥檚 in charge.鈥
鈥淒o you?鈥 Thor snorted.
鈥淚n charge?鈥 You bit back a laugh, almost immediately regretting it.
Loki manhandled you to the front of his body, holding both of your wrists in one hand.
You nodded, hiding your face in his chest, embarrassed. Everyone laughed before changing the subject, though Loki was still irritated.
鈥淐ome with me,鈥 Loki鈥檚 tone was firm, dragging your attention away from your book.
You looked up at him from the couch, where you were stretched out on your stomach.
鈥淚鈥檓 not finished with my chapter,鈥 you protested, turning the page.
You gasped as Loki slapped your ass, making you drop the book.
鈥淒o not talk back to me.鈥
He grabbed you, dragging you off of the couch, his arm around your waist. You were carried like a helpless animal under his arm, through the halls of Stark Tower, so Loki made sure everyone witnessed it.
鈥淟oki, is this about the others teasing you?鈥 You asked when he tossed you onto his bed, your back hitting the mattress.
鈥淚t鈥檚 about me showing you who鈥檚 in charge.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 yours, Loki, always. I appreciate you tying my shoes for me, and fucking the living daylights out of me. You have nothing to prove,鈥 you assured the god, holding his hand.
His arrogance faltered, and he kissed your forehead tenderly. Your fingers slipped into his hairline, the black locks silky under your touch. His lips gently connected with yours, the god lightly biting your bottom lip. His tongue slipped in your mouth as you gasped, his hand around your back.
鈥淗ow do you wish to be fucked?鈥 Loki asked, mouthing along your throat, dotting bruises where he pleased.
鈥淗owever you want me,鈥 you answered, closing your eyes as Loki鈥檚 hands ran up the sides of your body.
鈥淏ound and beautiful,鈥 he answered, golden chords securing your wrists to the ceiling as Loki pulled you onto your knees.
You knelt with your legs parted on the bed, gazing at your reflection in a mirror. He kept you suspended just enough that you couldn鈥檛 move around, immobilized and left to his will.
Fair hands splayed over your torso, sliding up to cup your breasts and squeeze. He delighted in the tiny moans and whimpers he elicited from your squirming body, feeling little pricks of excitement rise on your skin.
鈥淟ook how beautiful, and all mine,鈥 he growled, biting the delicate skin on your neck.
You blinked your eyes open, gazing at the two of you in the mirror, your hands bound above your head like you were praying to the god.
鈥淢鈥檡ours,鈥 you breathed, crying out and flexing your fingers as he slowly filled you.
His fingers dipped between your legs, gently toying with your clit as his cock split you open.
Warmth was burning through your body, electricity bursting at the edges of your nerves. His large hand closed around your throat, carefully restricting your whimpers, a light squeeze limiting your oxygen.
Loki鈥檚 movements were hard and fast, fucking you dumb, keeping you suspended in the air. His fingers slid into your mouth when your moans grew too loud and high pitched, gagging you and silencing the noises.
Your mind melted, your thoughts fractured as your body absorbed the pleasure and you sucked on his fingers, sinking back against his chest.
All your body could process was his quick thrusts and the rolls of your clit between his fingers, your quiet cries muffled. Your muscles seized up, everything tensing before Loki ripped an orgasm from you.
Your trembling form was held against him as he lazily thrusted through both of your orgasms, lewd noises filling the room. Your body was limp against his, each thrust pushing the thick release back into your overstimulated heat.
鈥淟oki,鈥 you whispered, exhausted.
Your arms and thighs were burning from holding yourself up, and you felt raw and used. The gold cords disappeared from your wrists, and you sank into Loki鈥檚 arms.
鈥淢y gorgeous darling, you look so lovely all fucked out,鈥 his fingertips traced over your cheeks.
鈥淎ll lovey for you,鈥 you murmured, relaxing in his arms.
鈥淢hm. How does a bath sound?鈥 Loki asked.
You nodded, exhaling as he lifted you up. You were deep in subspace, completely pliant for Loki. He loved you like this, soft and relaxed. You were extra clingy like this, your desire to be close to him endearing.
Loki peppered your face with kisses as he cleaned you up, hushing your tiny whimpers as he touched places were you were sensitive.
鈥淢y little darling,鈥 Loki preened, fingering you to another orgasm as you laid against his chest in the bath. Your thighs were trembling as he curled his fingertips forward, smiling as you squeezed around him, coming hard as you hid your face in his neck.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 it,鈥 he praised you, helping you out of the bath and into bed.
鈥淣eed you to be close,鈥 you mumbled sleepily, settling down as you felt him spoon you, his cool chest pressed against your back.
His strong arm draped over your chest, and you brought his hand to your throat, letting it rest against your skin, helping you feel safe.
鈥淢ake sure your shoes are tied please,鈥 Loki called to you as you got dressed, getting ready to go out with the others.
鈥淗elp me?鈥 You asked innocently, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Loki didn鈥檛 hesitate, walking over and kneeling in front of you. He knew you were capable of doing it on your own, but he liked to feel needed.
He kissed your knee, tightening your laces before taking your hand.
鈥淚鈥檒l let you be in charge,鈥 you teased, kissing his cheek.
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chaashni2 months ago
Party In The USA
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When Thor and his parade crashes Vegas, you find yourself living out a few of your dirtiest desires.
A/n: Day 3!!! And this us Jotun! Loki based on the What if episode so this gonna be filthy and funny all at once!
I do not give permission for my works to be translated or reposted on any other blog or third party site.
Word count: 1.6K
Warnings: Smut, Jotun!Loki, Monsterfucking being reader's deepest desires, talks bout breeding( tho it usn't possible but we can connect on a spiritual level here) Thor makes an appearance and so does a monster tentacle dildo.
Kinktober day 3 prompts: Breeding kink+ Dirtiest/darkest desires+ Jotun!Loki
My fic library is @chaashnifics
What the ever-grand Fuck?
The chorus of Miley Cyrus's Party in the USA rang in the recess of your mind as you watched a hoard of people -people who looked like they were straight out of Sheldon's dream Halloween party- half robots, with weird tattoos, cybernautics, a ridiculous sense of fashion and mortifyingly bad hairstyles.
None of them were from this planet, that you were sure of. You had followed the projections breaking through the sky, even made a wish- which was something related to your boyfriend and him being chased by a parade of ostriches- ex boyfriend actually.
And then you realized they were people.
Your mind was whirring, terrifying images of what hollywood had led you to believe would be how an alien invasion turns out to be, infiltering your mind.
Till you reached the podium where there was a robed man- with a missing eye- who was trying to stop a party. You saw him get tossed into the air, beer bottles clicking and paint and foam spraying about as some blue-coloured-pointy-haired thing did a pretty bang up job with being DJ, the loudest, most obnoxious kind of party you had ever seen going in full swing.
You could use a free drink.
Three glasses of some kind of bewitched ale later, because you were never a drinker and never had you lasted two drinks without curling up on the floor and crying about that time when Luke and Lorelai broke up. Between the stress of work and the weird absence of a broken heart after a fresh breakup, you didn't care.
That was till those icicle monsters appeared.
When they first stepped in, you were about to scream. And then you saw the face of that one, the tallest guy with those chiseled abs, looking like he had been carved straight out of ice, the precision of his movements almost throwing you off.
That scream which you were about to give out stuck in your throat, your mouth hanging open and eyes comically wide.
The guy was so pretty.
What the fuck?
One random girl pushed a pink macaron in your mouth, and the macaron was on fire, but your mouth wasn't burning or anything. Edible fire.
At this point you would believe anything.
The tall blue giant and his legion of followers fist bumped with the long haired blonde, both of them booming ridiculously. Yet, you caught yourself swooning at each sentence the blue guy with those cheekbones was saying.
Something told you his words would be the smoothest honey over each of the cracks in your beaten heart.
Yeah of course, you knew your relationship was gonna meet a dead end. You weren't heartbroken. Just a little knocked up. And punched and bruised. Because you wasted a few opportunities to stay in with a guy who didn't appreciate you enough.
You were mad at yourself.
Something told you, Loki, brother from another mother of Mr.Blondeshine, would be very very appreciative of you. Even show you a very good time.
Oh God. What did these people give you?
The ten inch monster-tentacle dildo sitting in your bedside drawer flashed in your mind. No. You were perfectly alright.
The blue Prince looked at you. Looked down at you, because he was huge.
You were not fine anymore.
The sharp cut of his cheekbones, like they had been shaped out of glass by the most skilled of hands, perfected a million times. His eyes were a perfect pool of reflection of all the lights in Vegas, his lips and nose perfect too.
You tore your eyes away from his face, groaning when you looked at his hands as they casually flipped an empty canister. They were huge. And so so pretty.
You caught his eyes flicker towards you once more, and you could swear he licked his lips.
Or you were losing your mind.
You drifted to the other side of the party, somebody called Captain Marvel being a party pooper and you felt like you were drunk and floating in mist.
You felt like Alice, navigating through the chaos of Vegasland, the new wonderland.
You had sobered up a little, your movements still messy and hair flying astray. You throat was dry and your palms clammy, an ache in between your thighs.
Loki and his friends had just dismantled the high roller, his electrifying laugh and smooth words crackling through the air. Goosebumps flashed all over your skin and your panties were damp immediately as his horns shone under the lights, your fingers pins and needles to run through his abs.
Or fingers. Or cheekbones. Or lips. Anything would work.
Isn't he practically a monster?
Your late night fantasies of being held down by a being many times larger than you, horns pinning your palms to the bed with just the right amount of pain, or tail wrapping around your torso and keeping you bound to himself as he fucked you, all flashing in your mind. Your darkest desires which you had kept locked up in your drawer.
Loki didn't have a tail or a forked tongue. But he was pretty. He had a magnetizing laugh. The best cheekbones you had seen. Amazing abs. And he seemed like he could do wonders with his tongue.
Only God could help you.
You saw another arc cutting through the sky- Thor battling Captain Marvel.
Wasn't Thor supposed to be a god? No. He wouldn't be able to help you.
You kept walking, attempting to not get distracted by another group of karaoke people and actually make it home. To your dear beloved tentacle dildo, take out your frustrations.
"Do I see you leaving already?" A silky voice floated to your ears, a vein of seduction flowing underneath which had got your panties wetter. You looked up, blue legs peeking out of an aristocratic armour, defined abs calling out for you to rake your hands through them.
You were barely a little higher than his knees, the frost giant's arms causally resting on his hips as he smirked at you.
"Perhaps, you need another drink. Could that convince you to not take a leave?" He bent all the way down, a huge, icy finger curling under your chin and tilting your face upwards. "Could I convince you to stay?"
You wanted to kiss him.
You also wanted to suck his cock and touch his cheekbones.
You had flinched at the cold burn, not expecting him to feel so cold but as he touched you, the temperature went up, possibly your body neutralizing his.
Thank fuck.
No. You wouldn't mind a cold cock inside you. You loved temperature play.
What was wrong with you?
You watched on, mesmerized, panties dripping wet and thighs clenching as his lips lifted upwards from one side, the definition of his cheekbones enthralling to you. It took you a little too long to realize you hadn't responded yet, your mind playing out filthy scenarios of him fucking your tiny, wet pussy to actually answer.
"What do you say, little one? You are a very pretty midgardian and I have my friend Thor around who is attempting to get himself a woman. We could arrange ourselves a double date."
Your mouth widened.
This guy was talking about double dates while you were wondering if you could get his cock even halfway into your mouth. Were you that thirsty?
"Uhh-ummm," you stuttered, your face heating up as you fiddled with your fingers, Loki hand still on your face. He hesitated at your hesitation, retracting his hand but you clamped your fists around his fingers, blurting the first thing that came to your head.
"Kiss me."
While the people here would be remembering the Asgardian Party as a reference to how parties should be made, you would be referencing Loki's kiss as to how a girl is supposed to be kissed.
As you said the words, the frost giant knelt down, dipping his head low enough till his horns were clamping the side of the bridge on both sides of your body, his brilliant eyes twinkling as he pressed his lips to yours, a huge hand engulfing your waist and pulling you closer, his lips stealing the breath right off your lungs. His tongue teased yours, barely prodding inside and yet he dominated the kiss, crumbling all your inhibitions with one one swipe of his tongue against the hilt of your mouth.
"I take it the lady likes me?" Loki offered his hand to you, casually lifting you up and depositing you to a park, following you right after.
"Yeah, I do." You breathed, feeling a little spaced out after being kissed stupid. "I want more."
Whatever had gotten into you, had some fucking nerve. It was fucking fantastic.
This was how you ended up hoisted in the air, Loki's hand squeezing your sides gently as he helped you bounce on his cock, his knees bent and thighs jerking, groans and curses in a language you did not understand slipping put of his tongue.
"You're so tiny. So fragile. Delicate." He gritted out, your hands running down the cut of his abs as you cried and squirmed, opening your legs wider for him to take you. He was huge, his cock halfway in and you were seeing stars, your belly bulged from seeing him inside you.
"And yet, you're so eager to please. Even if it breaks you." He caught your lips in his, your hands curling around his horns which had him groaning in your mouth, his cock driving further into you.
"Stretching your little pussy so hard. So desperate to take me." He groaned into your mouth, catching your lips between his teeth and biting, pulling them forward letting them snap back, all slicked with his spit. He patted your tummy, groaning when he felt himself all the way there.
"Can feel myself all the way inside you. Tell me, pretty little Midgardian, has anybody ever been so deep inside you?"
You whimpered and shook your head in a no, his tongue delightfully trailing down your neck at his approval.
"Would you like me to leave my mark there? Mark it as my own, so you know nobody touches you the way I did?" He rams his cock further, stretching you further and circling his hips. You moaned at his words, tears spilling out of your eyes as you grabbed one of his fingers, putting them in your mouth.
"Should I leave my seed inside you? Breed you?" You knew it wouldn't be actual breeding on his part, given you both being two different species, yet the thought of being filled up with Loki's cum had you moaning. You gagged around his fingers, squirming before you cried out.
"Yes! Please. Use me. Breed me."
"I'll have to make you mine for that. Would you agree to a date if I load my cum inside you?"
You cried out, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you reached down to grab the base of his cock, running a finger over his balls which had him falter on his knees, his hand crushing the wall behind you as he caught it to steady himself, his face contorted in the most beautiful way as he pumped you full, all of his load spilling inside you.
He didn't just fill you up, he coated your thighs and stomach with him too, his cum seeping out of your clit as he pulled out slowly, laying you on his lap.
"Do you feel alright, little one?"
You heaved, resting your face on his palm and nodding. He bent down and pressed his lips to your forehead in a gently kiss, your heart melting and healing, solidifying to a whole again.
"So when's the date?"
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give-me-a-moose2 months ago
No Touchies
Fandom: The Avengers/MCU
Relationship: Loki/Fem!Reader
Words: 2,890
Summary: What only met one prince in the royal gardens? (AU/Not Canon)
Notes: ....It鈥檚 a Jotun!Loki fic....Obviously, I was inspired聽by What If Episode 7. Blame @mollygetssherlockcoffee for giving me ideas when I was susceptible and encouraging me. Thanks to Molly and @tom-whore-dleston鈥 for beta reading!
By Hook or By Crook Masterlist
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You huffed a sigh as you looked out the window. The garden was right outside. Your mother always forbade you from entering the royal garden, but the flowers were so colorful and you could smell them from the window. You looked back at your mother, who was so deep in conversation that she probably would not notice if you were to sneak outside. Just for a few moments.聽
You silently snuck out through the window and ran into the garden before anyone could stop you. You ran through the flowers and stopped only when you were sure your mother wasn鈥檛 chasing you. With a soft giggle you looked around and admired the pretty flowers. Only the royals were supposed to have access to it. You knew you were breaking the rules, but you were too happy to care鈥.
This should be a familiar opening to a story you鈥檝e heard before. Normally at this point, a certain, young trickster god would find you and that would be the beginning of your story together. The dark prince and his deceptively darker mistress.聽
However, this was a different reality. Loki was not up in a tree watching you. Loki was not even on Asgard. He was on Jotunheim, being raised as the crown prince and the true son of Laufey. Instead of being brought to Asgard, he was returned to his people. By all accounts, he was a happy and precocious child. In spite of his small birth weight, he was growing to be a strong Frost Giant.聽
But where did that leave you, you ask? Well, I am happy to show you.聽
You ran into the garden, looking over your shoulder to make sure there were no guards following you. You were not paying attention and found that you ran right into something. You fell onto your back with a groan.聽
You looked up and saw that you had not run into something. You ran into someone.聽
A young boy, only a little older than you, was on the ground in front of you.聽
鈥淲atch where you are going!鈥 he yelled as he pushed himself to stand.聽
Your eyes widened in fear. 鈥淚-I鈥檓 sorry, Prince Thor.鈥澛
He narrowed his eyes at you. 鈥淎re you supposed to be out here?鈥澛
You shook your head slowly, fearing he would tell on you.
Instead, Thor broke out into a grin. 鈥淚 like you.鈥 He extended a hand towards you. 鈥淐ome play with me.鈥澛
You took his hand and he helped you to stand. 鈥淲hat are you playing?鈥澛
鈥淗ide and go seek.鈥澛
鈥淏y yourself?鈥澛
鈥淚t鈥檚 rather difficult. In fact, I was losing.鈥澛
That was the pivotal change. Instead of meeting and befriending two Princes of Asgard that day, you met only one. Thor took a liking to you immediately and quickly proclaimed you were a princess. The sibling he always wanted, but never had. Odin rolled his eyes, but allowed it seeing as it was a harmless and childish fancy.聽
Odin was right, of course. When Thor grew and his interests turned towards the craft of war, you fell by the wayside. You did not fit in amongst Thor and his new warrior friends. That was when Frigga took you under her wing and taught you her magics. With no raven-haired distractions, you proved to be an eager student. Over time, you became one of the greatest sorceresses on all of Asgard.聽
Even when Thor stopped spending time with you, he still regarded you as a younger sister. His sister from another mister, as he called it. He felt a duty to protect and look after you as every older brother should. No matter the threat.聽
鈥淭hor, you cannot keep me from attending this party!鈥 You argued loudly.聽
鈥淚 can and I will.鈥 He crossed his arms. 鈥淚 just do not feel comfortable with you going. These parties can get kind of...intense.鈥澛
鈥淚 can look after myself!鈥澛
鈥淏ut you don't have to because I鈥檓 here to do it. No need to thank me.鈥澛
鈥淚鈥檒l tell Frigga.鈥澛
鈥淵ou wouldn鈥檛 dare.鈥澛
鈥淥h, wouldn鈥檛 I?鈥澛
鈥...Fine. You can come. But only if you swear to be on your best behavior!鈥澛
鈥淚 swear.鈥澛
鈥淏rothers forever!鈥 Thor raised his drink in cheers.聽
Prince Loki of Jotunhiem returned the gesture. 鈥淔orever!鈥澛
The two of them threw their heads back and drained their stouts efficiently and with zeal. When they finished, they threw their glasses to the side and cheered.聽
鈥淭ell me, bro.鈥 Loki grinned. 鈥淲ho are we expecting this fine evening?鈥澛
鈥淭he usual gang.鈥 Thor shrugged. 鈥淥h, and my friend Y/N. I don鈥檛 think you鈥檝e met her yet. I think the two of you will get along.鈥澛
鈥淵/N?鈥 Loki purred. 鈥淪he sounds lovely.鈥澛
Thor glared. 鈥淪he is like a sister to me, and therefore is off limits.鈥澛
鈥淥h, how I do love a challenge.鈥澛
鈥淟oki鈥︹ Thor warned.聽
鈥淚 kid, I kid.鈥 Loki put up his hands in a placating gesture. 鈥淚 swear I will regard her with the utmost respect.鈥
鈥淎nd what?鈥澛
鈥淟oki, I know what your respect can lead to.鈥 Thor leaned in, narrowing his eyes. 鈥淣o touchies.鈥澛
He sighed heavily. 鈥淣o touchies.鈥澛
鈥淭hank you. Now let's party!鈥澛
The party continued on and the alcohol flowed freely. After a few hours, Loki was pleasantly drunk and had all but forgotten Thor鈥檚 warning. The music was blasting and everyone was having a grand time. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw some colorful explosions.聽
He turned and saw a beautiful Asgardian performing some tricks for a small group. Loki knew that he had to make a move.聽
He kneeled down behind you and whispered into your ear.聽 鈥淵ou know, I鈥檝e heard many things about Asgardian witches.鈥
You jumped at the sudden sound and turned to look at him. 鈥淚 am sure you have. We are quite formidable.鈥澛
Loki grinned. 鈥淗ow can someone so small be considered formidable?鈥澛
鈥淲ell, I brought a fearsome Frost Giant to his knees,鈥 you teased. 鈥淎nd I didn鈥檛 even have to say a word.鈥澛
Loki glanced down at his kneeling position and chuckled. He stood up to his full height, catching the way your eyes traveled over his massive form. He hoped it was in appreciation. 鈥淚 wouldn鈥檛 get used to it if I were you.鈥澛
鈥淚 suspect I could get a repeat performance anytime I wanted.鈥 You mirrored his stance, putting your hands on your hips as you looked up at him.聽
Loki rolled his eyes and started to respond. However, before he could, he felt a warm rush of magic wind around his legs. It was exhilarating, and strangely titillating to have your magic against his skin, traveling up towards his thighs.
鈥淪aucy minx.鈥 Loki raised an eyebrow. 鈥淲hat are you do-鈥澛
The magic coils tightened, bringing his knees together. Losing balance, Loki quickly fell forward onto his knees.聽
鈥淪ee?鈥 you boasted. 鈥淚 can make you kneel to me, anytime I want.鈥澛
Loki stared down at you, his blood red eyes smoldering. Part of him knew that he should not have found that as attractive as he did. 鈥淢ay I know your name, or shall I just continue to think of you as my little witch?鈥澛
鈥淚 think I like the sound of that.鈥 You bit your lip and Loki did his best to suppress a groan.
鈥淎lright, little witch,鈥 Loki smirked. 鈥淲ould you like to get out of here?鈥澛
鈥淣orns, yes.鈥澛
Loki hadn鈥檛 been lying. He had heard a lot about Asgardian witches and their magic. He heard how鈥.flexible they could be. Especially a shapeshifter such as yourself. Yet all the rumors and all of his hopes paled in comparison to the reality.聽
To put it plainly, you rocked his world.
He had smaller lovers before, but never one so...demanding and passionate. Even in his drunken stupor, he tried to be gentle to ensure he would not hurt you. You, in turn, used your magic to restrain him and alleviated him of those fears. Unknowingly starting a new one.
He feared he was already in love.聽
You stirred on the large bed beside him and Loki grinned. He traced a single finger down your bare back. The cool touch made you shiver and bury your head into a large pillow.聽聽
鈥淕ood morning, little witch,鈥 Loki whispered as he rested his hand on your side.
You smiled sleepily before opening your eyes and looking at him. 鈥淚 never got your name last night, did I?鈥澛
鈥淲hat a shame,鈥 Loki cooed. 鈥淔or I would have loved to have heard you scream it last night.鈥澛
You grinned mischievously at him. 鈥淭here鈥檚 always tonight. Or this morning if you are feeling up to it.鈥
He mirrored your devilish grin. 鈥淚 am Loki. Prince of Jotunheim.鈥澛
Your eyes widened as you pulled the blanket up over yourself. 鈥淵-you鈥檙e Loki?鈥澛
鈥淵es.鈥 He raised an eyebrow in confusion. 鈥淚s that going to be a problem?鈥澛
鈥淚鈥檓 Y/N.鈥澛
鈥.....Well shit.鈥澛
You and Loki quickly came to an agreement. An agreement that came with three key points.聽
One, Thor could never know what happened.
Two, what happened, never happened.聽
And three, it sure as Hel would not happen again.聽
The first two were simple enough to manage. The third, however鈥.Let鈥檚 just say that fate has a funny way of working against one鈥檚 plans...聽
鈥淗ow does this keep happening?鈥 you yelled when you inevitably woke up naked next to Loki again. You had lost count at this point how many times this had happened. It seemed like every time you and Loki crossed paths you always ended up here. It did not matter what you did, how little you drank. You just couldn鈥檛 help yourselves.聽
聽鈥淵ou are too loud, sweetheart.鈥 Loki shushed you and clutched his head. 鈥淕o back to sleep.鈥澛
鈥淪weetheart?鈥 you asked, looking at him warily.聽
Loki shrugged. 鈥淎s hard as we might try, we keep coming back to one another. I say we embrace it.鈥
鈥淟ike what? Be boyfriend and girlfriend? Friends with benefits?鈥澛
鈥淒on鈥檛 make it so complicated.鈥 Loki waved his hand dismissively. 鈥淚鈥檒l be yours and you鈥檒l be mine.鈥澛
You blinked. Some part of you liked the sound of that. Of being Loki鈥檚 and him being yours.聽
鈥淎lright, so I guess this is a thing. We鈥檙e a thing. We鈥檙e still not going to tell Thor, right?鈥澛
鈥淥h no. Never.鈥 Loki laughed. 鈥淒o I look like I have a death wish?鈥澛
鈥淗mmm, a secret relationship,鈥 you pondered. 鈥淪ounds sexy.鈥澛
鈥淟et us celebrate.鈥 Loki picked you up and placed you on his stomach. 鈥淩ide me.鈥
鈥淎ctually, I鈥檓 still exhausted from last night,鈥 you said as you made yourself comfortable, straddling his waist. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 think I have it in me to change my form.鈥澛
鈥淭hat is fine.鈥 His large hands fell to your sides naturally. 鈥淭here are other parts of me that you can ride, little witch.鈥澛
You grinned and slowly ground your hips in a circle, your clit dragging against his abs.聽
鈥淭hat鈥檚 a good girl,鈥 he praised, his voice low. He gripped your hips between his thumb and forefinger and guided your movements.聽
You threw your head back and moaned. 鈥淥ne of these times, I鈥檓 going to bring you down to my size.鈥
鈥淎bsolutely not.鈥 Loki chuckled. 鈥淭hat is out of the question.鈥澛
鈥淧lease,鈥 you begged, biting your lip. 鈥淭hink of all the possibilities.鈥澛
Loki smirked as he flexed his abs, making you cry out. 鈥淚 think I like things just the way they are now.鈥澛
You opened your mouth to respond, but instead, Loki moved his thumb from your hip to between your legs. With a few expert swipes, he had you gasping out his name and falling over the edge.聽
After you had reached the peak of your pleasure, you collapsed forward onto Loki鈥檚 chest. He brought his hands up to rest on your back, covering your body like a blanket
鈥淲hat if I only brought you down halfway?鈥 you panted as you nuzzled his chest. 鈥淵ou鈥檇 still be like seven feet tall, but we鈥檇 be a little more...proportional.鈥澛
Loki raised an eyebrow, intrigued. 鈥淧roportional?鈥澛
鈥淚t would still be big to take, but I think it might actually fit.鈥澛
鈥淎ll of it?鈥澛
鈥淢ost of it.鈥澛
鈥....I鈥檓 listening鈥︹澛
Thor stared at Loki closely. Something wasn鈥檛 adding up. When Loki politely turned down the lovely Midgardian woman鈥檚 advances, he could chalk that up to Loki not wanting to take advantage of an intoxicated person. But then it kept happening.聽
Men, women, those who fell in between, and those who did not fall on that spectrum at all. Left and right Loki was turning down potential partners and Thor could not understand why. Until it suddenly hit him.聽
鈥淵ou鈥檙e seeing someone!鈥 Thor yelled.聽
Loki froze for a second before he forced himself to try and act natural. He failed. 鈥淲hat? Me? Noooo.鈥澛
鈥淵ou so are!鈥 Thor grinned. 鈥淲ho are they? Tell me about them.鈥
Loki shook his head. 鈥淭hor I am not telling you about her-鈥澛
鈥淚t鈥檚 a her!鈥 Thor clapped his hands together. 鈥淗ow long have you been together? Is it serious? Do I know her?鈥
Loki winced. He just had to open his big mouth (metaphorically and literally) and let a detail slip. Now that Thor knew something was up, he would not let it go.聽
鈥淎ll I will tell you is that we are quite happy together and that I think it is getting pretty serious. We do not want anyone to know yet, so can you please keep it to yourself?鈥澛
鈥淥f course Loki!鈥 Thor touched his hand to his heart. 鈥淵ou are my sworn friend. I will respect your wishes and pry no further.鈥澛
鈥淭hank you.鈥 Loki sighed in relief. 鈥淚 should probably get back home. I promised her I would not stay out too late. Good night, my friend.鈥澛
鈥淕ood night.鈥 Thor waved.聽
As Loki walked away, Thor noticed something. Loki left behind his phone. Well, it was more the size of a tablet or a small TV than a phone. Thor picked up the device and looked at it.聽
Surely a caring friend would want to make sure that his friend got his phone back safe and sound. But how should Thor do that鈥e supposed he had no choice but to call Loki鈥檚 partner to let her know that he had Loki鈥檚 phone.
He grinned as he scrolled through the contacts and quickly found what he was looking for.聽
鈥淗e has her listed under Sweetums,鈥 Thor scoffed as he hit the call button. 鈥淲hat a nerd.鈥 He waited with glee as the phone rang. When he picked up he held his breath, waiting to hear the voice on the other side.聽
鈥淗ey, Big Daddy. I hope you鈥檙e calling to say you鈥檙e on your way home.鈥
Thor blinked. He recognized that voice. It couldn鈥檛 be... His thoughts were halted when an unmistakably wet-sounding noise came through the phone. Sweet Norns, you weren鈥檛...
鈥淵ou hear that, baby? I鈥檓 feeling empty and I need you to stuff me with your big c-鈥澛
鈥淔OR THE LOVE OF ODIN, Y/N PLEASE STOP!鈥 Thor cried, unable to take anymore. He thankfully noted that the wet sounds immediately stopped.聽
There was a beat of silence before your voice screeched through the phone. 鈥淭HOR?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING CALLING ME FROM LOKI鈥橲 PHONE?鈥澛
鈥淥h Norns help me,鈥 you groaned into the phone.聽
Unfortunately, Loki chose that moment to return.聽
鈥淭hor, have you seen my...phone鈥︹澛
鈥淵OU!鈥 Thor cried, pointing at Loki.
Loki put his hands up. 鈥淚 can explain!鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 not my fault!鈥 Loki exclaimed.聽
鈥淗ey!鈥 You yelled over the phone, having heard him.聽
鈥淚t鈥檚 no one鈥檚 fault darling.鈥 Loki tried to cover his ass. 鈥淭his is a wonderful thing and there is no reason to cast blame.鈥澛
Loki then turned to Thor and mouthed the words 鈥榮he seduced me鈥 while pointing at the phone.聽
Thor took a deep breath and closed his eyes. 鈥淎s the crown prince, I declare Asgard to be at war with Jotunhiem. From this day forth all shall know-鈥
鈥淭hor, sweetie. I know you鈥檙e having a dramatic moment and everything,鈥 you interrupted him. 鈥淏ut according to the treaties between Asgard and Jotunhiem you literally can鈥檛 do that.鈥澛
鈥淪he has a point.鈥 Loki nodded. 鈥淥nly our fathers can do that.鈥澛
鈥淲ell, I鈥檒l just kill you then!鈥 Thor growled and lunged at Loki鈥檚 leg.
Loki sighed and picked Thor up by his cape, holding him off the ground. Thor kicked and screeched indignantly. With his free hand, Loki picked up his phone and pressed it to his ear.
鈥淚 think that could have gone worse,鈥 Loki said to you. 鈥淎t least he didn鈥檛 find the pictures I have of you on here.鈥澛
鈥淭HERE鈥橲 PICTURES?鈥 Thor screamed.聽
Thor, of course, came around eventually. It took some time, but eventually peace was restored to the realms. Also, you can rest assured that you and Loki found each other. Across the multiverse, you always found each other. It did not matter where you went or what forces pulled you apart. Now, I am not normally a romantic sort, but I think we can take some comfort in that undeniable fact.聽
No matter what forces pulled you and Loki apart, you would live happily ever after.
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lokis-little-fawn6 days ago
Bad Dragon
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My requests are open!
Paring: Loki x Fem!Reader
Word count: 3.3k
Summary: After Loki refuses to fuck you in his J枚tun form you decide to take things into your own hands. Will you finally convince him?
The link to the website mentioned is here -
Warnings: SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+) fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), BDSM (choking, spanking, general rough sex), unprotected sex, anal (blink and you鈥檒l miss it), breeding kink, use of sex toys, Jotun!Loki, monster fucking I guess?
You had seen Loki in his J枚tun form before, but only briefly in your time together.
There had been the time when he had been fighting on a mission and specks blue rippled over his soft skin. Another time you were showing him how to have a snowball fight and 鈥榓ccidentally鈥 hit him in the face with snow, turning his cheek a shade of sapphire.
But you had a favourite memory of him in his true form. It had been the middle of the night, you鈥檇 woken up in your large bed alone with Loki nowhere to be seen. You heard the shower running in the connecting bathroom and decided surprise him by joining him, he did always love your presence in showers and baths with him.
Stepping into the bathroom the door was left open just a crack, as you wiped the sleep from your eyes you blurrily made out Loki standing there naked underneath the cascading water of the shower.
As your eyes adjusted to the light you saw him standing there nude under the water facing the wall towards the shower head. There was no steam and the bathroom was cold bringing you to the realisation that the water must be freezing.
Silently you take in his wet black hair hitting his shoulders, the water beating down over his entirely blue skin. The lines of lighter blue almost appearing as tattoos, they traveled over his entire body including his face. Stepping out of your silk night dress you place it quietly on the floor, stepping into the shower.
As you quietly step towards him he turns away from the wall, unknowingly facing you as his eyes remain closed so not to get water in them.
Your breathing growing heavier as your eyes roam down his torso, as muscular as he usually was the sapphire shade seemed to highlight his toned body. Continuing down you take in his length, you鈥檇 seen him naked a hundred times, but never like this.
The patterns etched into his skin even covering his cock, which in this light even unaroused looked much bigger than usual. Your breathing growing more urgent as you long to touch him, as you reach out to touch him in a curious fashion his eyes snap open, suddenly aware of your presence.
His red eyes appearing startled by his naked lover standing before him, if you didn鈥檛 know him better you could have mistaken his look for anger. You let out a audible gasp as your eyes meet his for the first time.
鈥楧arling.. I..鈥 He stutters out, his eyes meeting the floor, looking slightly ashamed.
You jump into his arms and wrap yours around his torso, bumps appear on your skin as you step underneath the freezing water. He reaches back and turns the tap up to a warmer temperature, as you step onto your tip toes placing a kiss on his soft azure lips.
As the room fills with steam and with the heat from your body pressed against his, his skin resumes its usual colour.
鈥業 apologise my love, I didn鈥檛 mean for you to see me in this state鈥 he gestured to his skin that continues to shift back to its usual light colour.
鈥楲oki, your beautiful and I mean..鈥 your words trailing off as blush covers your cheeks.
鈥業 wouldn鈥檛 mind touching you like this as well as just seeing鈥 you giggle out as Loki smiles politely back at you.
鈥楶et I鈥檓 afraid that this is one wish I cannot grant鈥 he says as he brushes your now wet hair from your face, his skin now entirely back to its usual, almost translucent, colour.
鈥榃hy?鈥 You question pulling a cute pouty face that you know he can鈥檛 resist.
鈥楤ecause, sweet thing, I wouldn鈥檛 want to hurt you. I鈥檓 not sure I could contain myself. Also I don鈥檛 share my J枚tun form with anyone, you could say that i am ashamed of my true appearance鈥 he says trailing off at the end of his sentence.
鈥業 don鈥檛 mind if you hurt me鈥 you say as your arm wraps around him gliding down his torso towards his length.
鈥楢nd I think your beautiful in whatever form you take鈥 you say as your hand slips lower, wrapping around his rapidly hardening length.
鈥楧arling, I..鈥 his sentence ceased by a strained gasp leaving his lips as your hand begins to pump up and down along his shaft.
You place soft kisses down his torso as he lets out a deep moan. Kneeling, your hand continues to pump his length, placing kisses up his thighs. As you place a final kiss onto his tip you taste his salty pre cum stain your lips.
His hands running through your hair encouraging you to make contact with his throbbing length as you softly kitten lick his tip.
Your soft licks stopping as you place his length into your open mouth, sucking in time with the pumping of your hands. His head falling back against his shoulders as your speed increases, his growls spurring you on feeling your warm wetness pool between your legs.
His hands tighten in your hair, signalling that he was close to his climax, as you hollow your mouth more, his tip reaching the back of your throat causing you to let out squelching gagging noises around his cock. His eyes falling to meet yours as you look up at him as he grinds his length further into your mouth.
鈥楧arling, look at me as I ruin that little throat of yours鈥 he says between bated breaths.
Your eyes dart up to meet his as he pulls your mouth further down his shaft, taking in all of him. His hand in your hair tightening once more as the warm liquid spills down your throat. His growls echoing off the walls of the shower as he comes down from his high still in your mouth.
As he heaves for breath you suck him into your mouth once more cleaning the last of the cum from his length, releasing him with a pop.
You stand up to meet him as he presses a passionate kiss onto your lips.
鈥榊our such a good girl for me my little princess鈥 he says between kisses.
鈥楢re you sure I can鈥檛 change your mind?鈥 You ask fluttering your eyelashes up at him.
鈥楴ot in this instance I鈥檓 afraid my little love鈥 he says, continuing to kiss you.
鈥楴ow, let鈥檚 get you back to bed鈥 he says as he grabs a towel, wrapping your body in it before carrying you back to bed, tucking you both in as you fall asleep against his chest.
In the days and weeks following, you practically beg him to fuck you in his J枚tun form, his answer always remaining the same, no.
After that night you grew almost obsessed with it, he was beautiful in his other form but you wanted to experience all of him. You almost managed to convince him a few times but he grew too scared of hurting you after a short amount of time, something you found entertaining considering the amount of pain mixed with pleasure he had given you in your previous sexual encounters with him.
After a while you gave up asking, and although you usually lived with him on Asgard, this week you were visiting earth staying in a apartment you shared together when you traveled. A few weeks ago you had recalled a website you鈥檇 once seen before you met Loki, Bad Dragon.
You opened up the page and scrolled through all of the options. After a while you settled on one that looked most like his cock, you customised the colour to match his J枚tun form and used the customisable option to draw the patterns on it the same as you had seen on Loki鈥檚 skin.
After contemplating your choices for a while you decided to buy it, naturally you chose the largest option they had to match Loki鈥檚 truly enormous length.
After a few days of waiting you received a text telling you that your package was going to be delivered today, with Loki out on a mission with Thor and the others you thought that this must be the perfect time for it to arrive considering that you were trying to keep it as a small secret from your lover.
After excitedly pacing by the door the parcel swiftly arrived. Eagerly opening the package you take it out and marvel in all its blue veiny glory, admiring how close a likeness it was to Loki鈥檚 J枚tun form.
Moving to your shared bed you pull a bottle of lube out from the draw in the cabinet beside your bed. You quickly take your all of clothes off, dropping them onto the floor as you lie on your back with your head against the pillows.
Placing some of the lube onto your fingertips you begin circling your clit, your breath immediately catching in your throat as your wetness builds ready to take your highly anticipated toy. You dip two fingers into your warm entrance letting out a quiet moan.
Lifting the toy to your heat you drag the head of it over your clit, gliding it through the synthetic wetness you placed there. Dragging it down through your glistening folds you dip the tip of it inside yourself, a louder breathier moan leaving your lips as you push it in deeper, feeling as if the toy is splitting you in half.
After a few pumps inside yourself you adjust and settle into a rhythm, looking down watching the toy move within you as you imagine the body you wish it was attached to, Loki.
The bumps and grooves on the toy similar to the veins on Loki鈥檚 cock stimulating you further as you feel your climax build, your walls contracting around the toy.
As your moans build louder you don鈥檛 notice the door to the apartment open as Loki walks into the entrance hall.
Quietly putting his weapons down in the hall he hears noises coming from your shared bedroom. Making his way to the door you left ajar in your excitement the sound of your moans fill his head, causing him to immediately harden within his constricting leather trousers.
He silently pushes the door slightly further open to take a better look at his lover, taking in the sight of you writhing with pleasure against your shared sheets.
His eyes traveling down your body as they meet your throbbing heat, your entrance spread wide as the huge toy opens you to his view.
After a few seconds of watching you he realises that the toy closely resembles his cock in J枚tun form, slightly too closely for it to remain a coincidence specially considering all of your requests for him to fuck you in his true form.
Using his magic his clothes vanish as he stands in the door way of your shared bedroom. His hand working up and down over his length as he watches you writhing in the pleasure he wishes he was providing you with. As much as he loved watching you he felt a pang of jealousy spread over him. He knew it was stupid to be jealous of a toy you had created in his likeness but nevertheless, jealousy spread over him like a plague traveling through every cell. Your moans still filling the air as you almost reach your climax, it鈥檚 in that instance you feel a cold kiss press against your open inner thigh.
Your eyes opening startled by the unexpected presence between your legs your eyes meet Loki in his J枚tun form between your legs. His red eyes filled with lust as he takes control of the toy, thrusting it in and out of you pulling truly explicit moans from your throat.
鈥業s this what you wanted little pet? For me to fuck you with my large J枚tun cock? To see a monster filling your innocent little cunt?鈥 He growls out in mock anger.
His pace increases, as with one hand he fucks you with the toy, his other hand circling your clit with his long fingers.
鈥楧on鈥檛 you dare cum on this useless Midgardian toy, if you refrain from this I will show you how it feels for your earthly little quim to cum all over my J枚tun cock鈥 he says with a growled tone as he thrusts the toy even faster within you as he watches you try to stall your impending orgasm.
You try and follow his orders but as much as you try, you feel as if maybe he wants to make you cum as his pressure on your clit builds rapidly pulling screamed moans from your throat.
鈥楲oki, I can鈥檛.. I鈥檓 going to..鈥 you stutter as one hand grips the bed sheets and the other reaches down to try and stop Loki鈥檚 movements against your clit.
鈥楧on鈥檛 you dare little one鈥 he says as his cool mouth meets your clit, continuing to pump the toy in and out of you.
With the feeling of his cold tongue circling your clit you tighten around the toy cumming all over it and Loki. Your hands reach down for him as your eyes flutter open, coming down from your high.
鈥楲oki.. I.. I鈥檓 sorry..鈥 you say shyly, you recognise the look spread across his face, pure aroused anger.
Without a word he pulls the toy from you, placing it on the night stand as he kisses and bites his way up your body. He wraps a large azure hand around your throat, placing one kiss onto your lips.
鈥榃hat did I say little one, my only simple command. Or maybe you wanted to be punished?鈥 He asks before he slaps you firmly across your cheek causing a pink blush to spread across your face. Immediately after he presses a harsh kiss into your lips causing you both to moan into the kiss. You had always felt tiny compared to him, but now with him towering above you in his J枚tun form, you truly felt microscopic underneath him.
With his free hand he reaches down to his sapphire length, pumping it a few times before running the tip over your dripping sex.
The lines on his length were exactly as you remembered them, you memorised every inch of his remarkable body towering above you with his hand wrapped around your throat.
Without warning he sheaths himself inside you, his freezing length feeling even bigger than the toy that had just made you cum.
鈥極h my god.. Loki鈥 you moan out, his grip increasing on your throat, your words turning to silence under his grip.
Giving you no time to adjust he begins to relentlessly pound into you, your wetness audible with every thrust as your eyes roll back and your head falls further back into the pillow.
Feeling your second climax already building and your heat gripping around Loki he releases your throat. His hands working their way down to your hips, gripping you tightly as his pace increases. You almost scream as your feel his cock beating against your cervix, the feeling verging on pain as your eyes fill with tears.
Now with your body pressed firmly under him, you realise that this situation was exactly what Loki was trying to avoid, he was hurting you. But in his J枚tun form his primal urge had taken hold, there was no way of stopping him even if you wanted to, but luckily even enduring the pain, stopping him was the last thing you wanted.
Your hands wrapping around the back of his neck playing with his hair as he uses his grip on your hips to move himself in deeper. Your legs pushed back almost to your shoulders, his lower abdomen rubbing against your clit with every thrust, threatening to pull your orgasm from you.
Feeling you tighten around him he lifts your body with almost no strain. He flips you over onto your hands and knees, your ass pointed up towards him as you arch your back. He kisses and bites down your spine, as he reaches your ass he bites down harder leaving teeth marks in your soft skin.
Kissing further down he places his lips to your heat, spread open before him he licks a stripe over your clit to your entrance, tasting your hot liquid dripping from you. Without warning be licks another stripe from your clit all the way over both of your holes causing you to gasp. He moans at the taste of you, his low sounds vibrating within your core.
Kissing back up your spine he grasps one of your hips, his nails digging into your skin as he plunges back inside you. His other hand wrapping around the back of your neck, forcing you further into the bed.
鈥榊ou asked for this little mortal, I鈥檓 going to breed you, my little human will provide me with an heir鈥 he growls into your ear, his length hitting all the right spots within you making you almost delirious, too cock drunk to protest.
His grip on your hip loosening for a second as spanks your ass hard, as you buck against his length in shock you hear a dark chuckle from behind you before he resumes his grip on your hip. His other hand moving from the back of your neck to the front, gripping your throat once more almost cutting off your air supply.
He pulls you up to him, your back pressed against his chest as he sits you down on top of him still on your knees.
You begin to feel his length pulsate within you, using your body like his own personal toy as you bend easily to his will.
鈥楥um for me little mortal, let me feel your release on my true form鈥 he demands, his hand slipping from your hip to rub quick circles into your clit, maintaining his relentless assault on your sex.
Your orgasm washing over you, you feel yourself gripping his length as you squeal out in pleasure, one of your hands darting to his around your neck, the other pressing against his thigh to hold yourself up.
As he feels you cum around him, he releases inside you, his cold liquid coating your walls, his cock pressed into your cervix holding you against him so that none would escape.
Your mutual heaved breaths filling the now quiet room he kisses down your neck as he releases your throat. As he surveys your body he notices the marks he鈥檚 left on you. His hand around your throat had left a bruise, the teeth marks in your ass almost bleeding.
鈥楳y love, are you okay? .. I鈥檓 sorry鈥 he asks and then immediately apologises. Looking behind you, you capture his lips on yours, kissing him deeply.
鈥業 loved it Loki鈥 you say with a giggle.
鈥楳aybe we could do it again? Perhaps in a few days once I can walk again鈥 you joke, making him laugh in turn.
鈥榃hatever you wish my darling鈥 he says kissing you back.
Removing his length from you, he places you down in the bed, taking care of every bruise and bump he had left on your skin.
As he kisses the marks and soothes your aching muscles he begins to shift back into his Asgardian form.
鈥楴o, don鈥檛! I like you like this, you look pretty鈥 you say as the blue returns to his face, smiling up at you as he rubs an Asgardian lotion over your skin.
Curling up in bed naked together your fingers trace the patterns on his skin as you snuggle and giggle together.
After a few hours you both fall asleep, Loki keeping the bed cool from the warmth of the thick duvet as your wrapped up sleepily in his arms.
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angelkhi3 months ago
Jealousy, Jealousy - L.L
Pairing: Priest!Loki x Reader
Summary: You turn to anonymous confession at your local church to help solve your problems, though the priests solution seems far from holy.
Warnings: SMUT 18+, both Loki & reader are kind of switches???., handjob, blasphemy, language obvs, oral (f), dirty talk?, cum play?, overstimulation, crying?, some mentions of loneliness, squirting?
Word count: 2.6k
A little note: Fleabag ruined me! anyways, here's some sins in the confessional <3 As always sorry for any typos, and let me know if I miss any warnings!
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The whole religious lifestyle had never really been your thing, even your presence beneath the looming arches and holy paintings felt sacrilegious. You're not entirely sure what you're doing there, what drove you to believe a confessional booth would solve the many problems in your life, but here you are.
The building is magnificent, dark wooden beams running up the walls and crossing along the grand white ceilings. A pipe organ adorns a large section of the left hand wall, surrounded by four aisles of wooden pews. The alter is surrounded by a large stain glass window, a large cross at the centre, behind the pure stone communion table. Though you had little knowledge or desire for the religion itself, you can't deny the sheer beauty of the place.
"Can I help you?" The voice echos about the vast space, startling you from your spot to turn and look at the culprit. He's a tall man, loose dark curls, mossy green eyes, clerical collar; he was singlehandedly both the most holy and sinful thing you'd witness in your lifetime. He was also by the looks of things, a priest.
"I uh, wanted to- confession. I've come to confession." The words are quite the opposite of elegant and you blame it on the way he squares his already broad shoulders, the lean muscles on his chest pushing against the cotton black shirt.
"Of course. Come." Yes father. "I'm Father Laufeyson, but if it makes me easier you can call me Loki." He offers out a hand for you to shake, which you gladly accept offering a small smile in the process. His skin is soft, warm and inviting, so much so you're not sure how you managed to drop his hand. His eyes linger for a moment, something not quite sacred or holy within them but you brush it off, and allow him to guide you to a secluded corner of the church where two little cubby holes are separated by two ancient wooden doors.
He pulls one open and gestures for you to step inside, shutting it behind you with a dull thud. A gentleman, you think to yourself. But those eyes. There's something in them. Father Laufeyson's door thuds shut some seconds later and a comfortable silence falls over the two of you.
"I've never really done this before," you speak lightly, "I'm not sure where to even start."
"I'll guide you, don't worry. Repeat after me, 'Bless me Father, for I have sinned, this is my first confession'," He waits for you to repeat after him and continues, "Tell me your sins."
Maybe it's it's voice, the mighty boom of respect with slightly sensual undertones that has your thighs rubbing together, sexual thoughts about a priest, whilst in a church, a sin in itself. You force your brain to settle, the thoughts to subside and will a strength to your voice before you divulge.
"I'm not sure why I'm here, maybe cause it's cheaper than therapy, I don't know," you pause, silently kicking yourself until you hear his breathy laugh, lacking no sort of grace, a hymn in its own right.
"Go on, I won't judge anything you say." You can hear the smile in his voice as he goes on to say, "Scouts honour,"
It's your turn to laugh now as you relax more into the decrepit wooden bench that creaks if you so much as breath a little too loud. The silence is both comforting and deafening, knowing that the second you start talking all you'll want to hear is that silence.
"I'm jealous, of my friends, of everyone. They're all falling in love and I'm alone. And I guess I'm jealous of them." You pause for a moment, mulling over your thoughts and how to best speak them to a fucking priest of all people.
"Go on." Those two little words of encouragement, especially from his mouth, is like turning on a tap and you're unable to control yourself as your words spill out.
"They're all off going out, having fun,聽 meeting new people, finding guys that are actually interested in them and having mind blowing sex which I know is... a lot of sinning but maybe... maybe I want to sin too."
"Then sin."
"Excuse me?" His words take you aback, the sheer bluntness of his tone.
"The only way to recognise good is to know bad, so sin. Sin til your hearts content, as long as you confess, God will always forgive your sins." Father Laufeyson speaks some wisdom to you, even if you roll your eyes at the religious part, but what do you expect, he's a priest after all.
"Isn't that kind of against your job description? Telling me to sin? And regardless. I wouldn't know where to even start."
"Maybe so, but you need my help and I'm offering it to you," His breath is deep and contemplative, gripping a tight leash on his control, "Come here."
Once again you're startled, not by his words but by the tone. By the sensual command that has you on your feet and wandering to his side of the confessional booth, the two of you in the tiny space leaning no room for personal space.
"Is this allowed?"
"I wouldn't say so no. Only if you want it." Lust. That look in his eyes, the one from earlier, it was a moment unbridled, pure lust. He was offering himself to you like some sort of sin shrouded communion.
You do. You want it so bad you'll be confessing til the day you die, but you also have no self control so you let him guide you to his lap and take a seat across his firm thighs.
"I need to hear you say you want it, kitten." He almost purrs against your ear, and it's impossible to uphold your morals and say no.
"I want it, Father. Please."
His kiss is searing hot, a secure hand on the small of your back making sure you have nowhere to move as he grinds up against you, the small amount of friction leaving you whimpering like the desperate, touch starved slut you are.
Loki's hands leave you only to undo the top few buttons on his shirt and remove his clerical collar. Father Laufeyson's shirt is unbuttoned, collar discarded, the tiny glimpse of his chest eggs you on further, your hips moving rhythmically over the rough material of his trousers bringing yourself more pleasure than you'd like to admit.
The button on his trousers pops open easily and they're loose enough for you to palm his dick out of his boxer briefs. Loki sucks in a cheerful of air when your fingers circle him, squeezing his base a little and thumbing at his slit, oozing with pre cum. He was putty in your hands from the moment you touched him, but to undo him completely, my god would it be beautiful.
"Fuck kitten, you feel so good," He groans right into your ear, his words going straight to your core.
Loki is writhing beneath you, panting breathy moans into your ear, his hips thrusting up into your hand, using you to get himself off.
"Good boy, Father. Fuck my fist, c'mon," Loki's mouth opens wide, the sound getting stuck in his throat, "You like it when I tell you how good you're being for me?" A nod and hum are all he can muster, but you don't mind. Breaking him down to this, having him under your control with only your fist is an achievement.
His cock is red and weeping, begging for release, his mouth finding any piece of exposed skin to mark you as his, your shoulder, neck, and chest covered in deep red bruises. He's muttering constantly, begging, rattling off please into your skin.
You find his lips once more, unable to keep quiet as you bring yourself closer to release, his hand on your hip rocking you at a steady pace.
"Kitten, please. Darling, c'mon."
The priests own guttural whimpers are enough to finish you there and then. You'd give anything to have that spent look in his eyes be the only thing you see for the rest of your life, the way his face crumbles with the pleasure, the way he pants and writhes.
His pleasure is the most important thing in that moment, you want him broken beneath you spilling on your hand, completely succumbed to your touch and my god is he close.
"Fucking shit, I'm so close darling, so close. Don't stop." He begs. The six foot something, broad shouldered man succumbed to nothing by just the grip of your hand. Your grin is feral when he moans loudly into your ear, especially when he blushes for making it so disgustingly obvious what the two of you are up to, even if the church is empty.
Father Laufeyson's hips lift from the creaking bench, fucking up into your hand, using you to chase his orgasm until his chest is heaving and he's shooting rope after rope of hot cum onto your hand, forcing you to swallow his moans as he kisses you, his tongue pushing into your mouth claiming you just as much as you claim him.
You pull away when your lungs start to burn from the lack of air, his hips jerking into the few extra pumps you deliver to him, until he's wining for you to stop. You lock eyes with him, the mossy bright green even darker than they were some moments ago, a sensual haze washing over him as you bring your hand to your mouth, licking up his seed from your skin until there's nothing left.
Both your ragged breathes are the only sound in the church, the only sound that you care about. His thumb swipes over your bottom lip and you're on him in a flash, sucking his thumb into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it until he pulls it free and mutters fuck it under his breath.
Loki is on his knees in a heartbeat, his hands frantic as he undoes your jeans, pulling them off, sparing your soaked panties instead pushing them to the side. He's reckless from the first taste, eating your cunt like its his first meal in months. He's an expert, the way he nuzzles his face into you, fucking you with his tongue whilst his broad nose stimulates your clit.
Your hand is locked around your mouth, muffling the borderline screams that are near impossible to keep at bay. You're practically biting down on your skin, the lingering taste of his cum making you impossibly wetter.
He comes up for air, sucking bruises onto your thighs, his hands spreading you wider, lifting one of your legs over his bread shoulder. Loki pulls your destroyed panties down, stuffing them into your mouth to quiet your moans, leaning your hands free to roam his hair and shoulders.
"All spread open for me kitten, my god you're fucking gorgeous." He blows a strip of cold air against your wet folds, "I'm gonna ruin this cunt. Shit you're fuckin' delectable, what did I do to deserve this?"
He doesn't wait for an answer, nuzzling his head between your legs. Father Laufeyson's fingers dig into your thighs, his tongue circling your clit lightly followed by his lips closing around it, sucking with a perfect pressure that has your hips grinding onto his face.
He wastes no time, slipping two of his slim fingers into your soaked hole and you swallow him up with ease. Loki hits spots you didn't know existed with his curled digits, massaging your soft walls over and over til your legs are like jelly.
"Father, fuck, m'so close." Your voice is muffled against the wet fabric in your mouth and he reaches up to pull it free, allowing you to talk.
"Beg for it,"
Lord have fucking mercy.
"Father Laufeyson, please I need it so bad. Need to cum around your fingers, on your face. Wanna watch you eat my cunt till I cum. Father please."
He'd soon find out if hell was warm putting on such a display, here of all places and it seemed you'd be joining him, your filthy words only intensifying his actions. Your panties are back in your mouth and with good reason. He sucks on your clit as though his life depends on it, the sheer amount of pressure making for an intense orgasm.聽
Your writhing on that same bench he was just moments before, creaming around his fingers that he continues to fuck into you at a such bruising pace, you're unsure if your legs will even carry you out of the booth.
"Want a special one, Kitten. Can you do that for me? Can you squirt on my face?"
You'd never done it before, not by your own accord or anyone else's yet you're still nodding at his request, each sound dampened by the lace and cotton between your teeth. You'd go to hell and back if he asked you at this point.
He reapplies that same pressure with his mouth, swirling his tongue under the head of your clit, the feeling in your lower abdomen familiar yet strange. It soon turns into an overwhelming urge to pee until he pushes you even beyond that, his fingers and tongue unforgiving, seeking what he wants no matter the repercussions.
The sensation is so intensely good and overwhelming you can't help but cry, both in frustration and pleasure. You're almost sobbing as he fucks up into your spent pussy. When Father Laufeyson looks up to see the tears on your cheeks, your eyes almost as wet as your pussy he works with no mercy, desperate to catch your release.
Two more pumps from his slender digits and flick of his sinfully skilled tongue have you gushing, your legs tensing and relaxing in spasms of pleasure. He's unrelenting as he licks up every last drop, not stopping until you're shoving him away from you, the feeling too overwhelming. His cheeks and chin glisten with your juices and he's grinning like a madman, his eyes transfixed between your weeping eyes and spent cunt. He's sure he's going to hell after that display but if this is what hell is like, he doesn't mind. Not one bit.
Loki kisses both of your cheeks, and then your lips and you taste yourself and the saltiness of your never ending stream of tears. Oh how the tables had turned, the cocky bastard that was grinning against your lips was sat exactly where you are begging for his own release, and now look at him. The cat that got the cream. He hoists you up, just enough that he can put you on his lap, straddling his half hard, clothed cock.
"You're perfect. Never tasted a pussy like yours, gonna have to keep you all myself from now on." He grinds up into you once, laughing quietly at just how sensitive you are.
"Bet none of your friends can say they've fucked a priest." He pokes. You're half way to offended by his brash words in such a sacred space until you consider your current position, him between your legs, half hard cock pressed up against your weeping pussy, in a dark confessional booth, oh and the fact you just let a priest give you head in church.
"Technically, neither can I Father." You taunt.
"Not for long, kitten."
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captainsimagines3 months ago
Summary: There鈥檚 no simple explanation of the relationship you and Loki have. He teases you, you annoy him, he wants to kill you, you want to fuck him - wait, what? It takes several tries to actually get him to do it, but you鈥檙e pretty lucky in getting everything you want.
Pairing(s): Loki Laufeyson x (F) Reader
One-Shot (Inspired by:聽鈥淐razy in Love鈥 by Sofia Karlberg)
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Warnings: Porn with Plot; mutual masturbation; dirty talk with some pet names (ex. pet, darling, minx); unprotected sex; rough sex (hair pulling, gripping, slight choking); voyeurism and exhibitionism (mild public-sex); sub/dom vibes from both characters; handjobs, oral sex; strong language; 18+ ONLY!!!
Word Count: 11,500+
A/N: This is shameless smut with some plot. I blushed way too hard to write this dude, jesus motherfuck me christ. Enjoy?
鈥淚 lost my gun.鈥
The God in front of you huffs and twists around to glare at you in complete disbelief. The music is still blaring down the long hallway, there are random couples kissing and grinding along the wall, and your mics aren鈥檛 working properly. As you patted yourself down - making quite a spectacle of yourself as you cupped your thighs, your ass, your waist, and your breasts - the gun was still nowhere to be found. Unzipping your jacket just a smidge, you reach down into the valley of your breasts and move them around. Hip out, shaking of the foot, stretching of the neck. Still, nothing. Obviously. 鈥淵eah, I lost my gun.鈥
鈥淗ow could you possibly do that? It鈥檚 a gun. It鈥檚 your main weapon,鈥 Loki says through gritted teeth. He doesn鈥檛 look angry, more annoyed than angry, but if looks could kill鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 not here,鈥 you state the obvious. 鈥淪omeone must have stole it.鈥
鈥淪tark hates me. He utterly, completely, truly, absolutely hates me.鈥
That makes you laugh. There鈥檚 really no reason to worry: although you wouldn鈥檛 actually be considered enhanced, you did have a special skill kept secret from the general public. You lose your gun, no problem! The enemy鈥檚 gun will probably jam anyway. You trip and fall and accidentally set off an explosion? No worries! There weren鈥檛 any actual hostages or citizens nearby. You slip down the stairs? Someone just happens to be around the corner to catch you. You were lucky and relied mostly on the series of events in front of you to get you through things. It seemed only Sam and Scott truly believed in your ability; they鈥檝e been witness to countless of weird things and how you never seem to end up with more than a scratch. Loki, on the other hand, regarded your ability as something only Gods obtain and since you were a mere mortal, your 鈥渟kill鈥 was simply coincidence.聽
Rolling your eyes, you push past him and into the storage closet for some temporary cover. Loki follows you in no questions asked, but the second the door shuts he has you up against the wall with a tight grip on your upper arms. 鈥淎re you really that helpless that you lost your main weapon in the middle of a battle? How idiotic could you possibly be?鈥
Pushing forward with all your body weight, you shove him off. 鈥淓asy for you to say. You can conjure up your weapons. I put mine down for a second and poof.鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e going to get us both killed.鈥
You stifle your laugh and push him back again. He isn鈥檛 really holding you all that tightly. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e not gonna let that happen. How embarrassing鈥 Loki, the God of literal mischief, dying by the hands of a couple Midgardian gang members.鈥
He squeezes his eyes shut tightly and rolls his shoulders. His nostrils flare and he shakes out his hair, strands falling over his cheeks. You notice a braid in one of those strands and it almost makes you smile.聽
鈥淚 will conjure up a blade for you, human. Do you know how to use such things?鈥
You blink at him, completely unimpressed. 鈥淚 live with two Russian spies. Yeah, I know how to use a knife for something other than cutting meat.鈥
鈥淥h-ho,鈥 he breathes out. 鈥淏ut that is what you will be doing. It鈥檚 not all that different.鈥
鈥淓w,鈥 you grimace.
鈥淓w,鈥 Loki mocks. He conjures up a silver blade, more like a dagger, and places it in your palm without so much as a look up. He pulls open the closet door and rolls his shoulders again. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know how you keep coming home alive.鈥
Stepping out with him, you shrug lightly. 鈥淚 really don鈥檛 know either.鈥
鈥淚f you die one of these days, I feel as though I could have prevented it.鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檇 feel guilty? Aw, you鈥檙e going to protect me?鈥
Loki stops at the corner of the hallway where the turn into the office is currently guarded. Four guards outside, five voices inside. They have machine guns, but Loki has his magic, and you are somewhat better at hand-to-hand than shooting anyway. 鈥淣ot going to protect you. I feel as if I should tell the Captain or Stark to bench you permanently for risk of you accidentally shooting yourself.鈥
Before you could bite back, Loki rounds the corner and the fight begins. All in all, you got out with only a bruised lip. Loki didn鈥檛 need to protect you after all, but he swears the fight could have ended five minutes earlier if you had your first weapon of choice.聽
You still have no idea where that gun went.聽
鈥淗e鈥檚 a flirt out in the field.鈥
Loki makes this alarmed and scandalized noise to your far left and Bucky just about chokes on every laugh bursting from his chest. The God is sitting with his arms crossed over his chest, shoulder-length hair not doing much in covering his increasing blush, and wearing a nice, dark navy blue suit. He kind of looks like a CEO who just heard he lost millions because of his team鈥檚 split-second decision.聽
鈥淚 was not flirting. I am not a flirt.鈥
Rolling your eyes and waving a hand in the air, you don鈥檛 even look to him as you continue speaking. 鈥淗e鈥檚 absolutely lying. God, if you could hear the way he bullies me and grips my arms to throw me around -鈥
鈥淭hat鈥檚 quite enough.鈥 He still looks so scandalized. Tony is hiding his face behind his hands and Bucky has already excused himself from the briefing room. You can feel the God glaring daggers through your smirk.聽
鈥淚 think,鈥 Tony tries, but a quiet laugh (that sounds like a literal whine) interrupts him. He tries again, 鈥淭he mission could have gone better. I applaud you for working so well together.鈥 He takes a deep breath and tilts his head up, revealing the tears of laughter that had leaked. 鈥淵ou won鈥檛 have to go into the field again this month unless necessary.鈥
鈥淭hank the Norns,鈥 Loki sighs and goes to stand from his chair. He鈥檚 hoping for a quick escape, but Stark never lets him go so easily. There always had to be one mortified agent or Avenger to taunt during Friday movie nights.聽
鈥淣ow hold on a second.鈥 Tony finally catches his breath, tears no longer shining. 鈥淵/LN, your error put the whole mission in jeopardy and while I don鈥檛 take much satisfaction in saying this -鈥 Tony clutches his chest. 鈥淵ou could have gotten your partner seriously hurt.聽You know we can鈥檛 trust your abilities fully without more experiments. Therefore!鈥
Oh, great. You expected a private punishment, something Loki wouldn鈥檛 have to witness. If this was anything like the time you got stuck climbing out the bathroom window in the President鈥檚 private suite, then it would be embarrassing.聽
鈥淓xtra training with Cap in hand-to-hand, Wilson will get you over your fear of heights for the hell of it, and you have two days to learn how to disassemble and put together an automatic rifle - Manchurian Candidate can help with that. Anything you don鈥檛 accomplish means you no longer get to pick dinners for Friday nights.鈥
It was such a mild punishment for putting a teammate鈥檚 life in danger and jeopardizing a mission. Well, to anyone who didn鈥檛 know you, at least. Steve hit hard, you were fucking terrified of heights, and rifles鈥 really? You were one of the only ones in the compound who absolutely loved Mexican food and Friday nights were the perfect excuse to order some. You lose your day, you鈥檒l have to suffer Steve鈥檚 choice restaurant of fish and chips again. And that place never used salt.聽
As previously stated, it鈥檚 such a mild punishment. Pointless really. But it still causes your mouth to drop due to Tony鈥檚 fucking audacity. 鈥淵ou wouldn鈥檛.鈥
鈥淲e don鈥檛 just lose our guns out in the field, Y/LN. I could take this all the way up to Fury鈥︹
鈥淣ope, I got it,鈥 you stutter out really quickly. 鈥淎ll good.鈥
Tony nods happily and leaves you alone with Loki, who鈥檚 still gripping the door handle mid-exit. There was absolutely no point for him to stay and hear that, and Loki fucking knows it too, because he鈥檚 grinning from ear to ear.聽
鈥淚 cannot believe you鈥檙e surprised by such a miniscule repercussion.鈥
鈥淚 cannot believe you鈥檙e still here.鈥
鈥淒arling, to hear you鈥檙e being punished because you put my life in danger鈥 well, it鈥檚 quite sensual wouldn鈥檛 you say?鈥
Standing from your seat and giving him a straight middle finger, you push past him and to the elevator. 鈥淪ensual? I鈥檓 basically being put in time-out. Don鈥檛 make it into something it鈥檚 not.鈥
鈥淎nd what if I had actually gotten hurt?鈥 He jogs into the elevator with you and ignores the way you quietly groan because of it. 鈥淲hat type of punishment would you have gotten?鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 know, don鈥檛 care. Never gotten a punishment that鈥檚 been horrible.鈥 You鈥檙e avoiding eye contact, he notices this. He enjoys this game of cat and mouse with you. Everyday it鈥檚 something different.聽
鈥楲oki, get your dirty feet off my dash.鈥
鈥楲oki, I swear to whatever Gods exist in this universe, I鈥檒l poison you if you steal any more cookies from that tray.鈥
鈥楽tab me, I dare you. Natalia will kill you six different ways within the hour.鈥
Oh, yes. He thoroughly enjoys this. The heat in your eyes and how they widen when you鈥檙e arguing. The way you run your hand through your hair and tug near the base of your neck. The way your hip juts out when you鈥檙e the one mocking him. The tremble in your voice as it grows louder but not from nerves, rather a tremble from the strain in your throat. Tiny fists clenching and playing with your jacket zippers or picking at your cuticles. He really enjoys pushing your buttons.聽
鈥淭hat鈥檚 a pity. I can think of a few punishments that fit the crime.鈥
The elevator dings. 鈥淥h, going all fifty shades on me?鈥
鈥淚 don鈥檛 understand that reference,鈥 Loki says, catching the doors from closing as you step out onto your floor. 鈥淢y punishments would be rather enjoyable.鈥
鈥淵our punishments?鈥 You push out a laugh and wave goodbye as you open your bedroom door. 鈥淚n your dreams, Loki.鈥
Sam chooses to start a mini-series rather than put on a movie this Friday night. Bridgerton, Sam sounds out as he clicks through the home screen, Hey! There鈥檚 black people dressed as royalty in this! Fucking finally!
Tony lets you order your Mexican food anyway but reminds you that your first sparring lesson with Steve starts tomorrow. He warns you not to swallow down too many beans.聽
Three episodes in and everyone is insanely intrigued. Dishes are passed around, plates piled high, and even Loki looks rather interested in the show鈥檚 plot. He mumbles over to Thor every once in a while, complimenting the attire or the delivery of some line, and it鈥檚 worrying how many times you have to hide your smile through it all.聽
When the sex scenes start, everyone鈥檚 eyes are blown wide. They鈥檙e choreographed to an extreme degree and are rather long sequences. Bruce adjusts his glasses every other exaggerated moan; Natasha is recording Steve鈥檚 reaction to it all; Bucky and Sam are nodding in approval and piling food into their mouths; Thor is tilting his head and trying his best to cover Wanda鈥檚 eyes, even though she鈥檚 slapping his eyes away; Tony鈥檚 commenting on every single damn movement; and Loki, well, Loki鈥檚 looking between the screen and you.聽
Everytime a scene ends, the team gets a breather. But the show is dedicated to making sex a main plotline and the team goes crazy again. Every single damn time, Loki looks over at you.聽
When the Duke instructs Daphne on how to pleasure herself, you鈥檙e in need of some air. 鈥淕onna go get more food.鈥 Your whisper goes unheard, however, as everyone is leaning closer to the screen.聽
You鈥檙e in the middle of pouring yourself more lemonade when you feel a presence behind you. Putting the lemonade down quickly, you spin on your heel with the thought of screaming about the fright. But once you鈥檙e turned all the way, Loki鈥檚 palm goes to cover your mouth and his body pushes against yours and into the counter. He鈥檚 significantly taller, much more intimidating pressed against you, and his eyes are sparkling with that mischief you鈥檝e all become cautious of.聽
He waits until you鈥檝e stopped fidgeting to speak. 鈥淚 have a punishment in mind.鈥
Forcibly pulling his hand away is a challenge, but he lets you overpower him. 鈥淩eally? Are you serious right now?鈥
Your voices aren鈥檛 loud; in fact, you're practically whispering in each other鈥檚 ears.聽
That sparkle shines brighter. 鈥淲hat? You think I was just going to let it go?鈥
鈥淲hat in the world makes you think I would ever fuck you, Loki?鈥
鈥淚 haven鈥檛 even told you what my punishment entails, and yet, you鈥檙e the one who offers it,鈥 Loki smirks. He鈥檚 all suave and confident but there鈥檚 a tint of pink reaching his cheeks. It flusters him, hearing you talk that way, but his hips are pressed against yours and he figures he still has the upper hand.聽
鈥淲hat do you want me to say? Fuck me? Punish me? Use me?鈥 You seriously don鈥檛 know why you鈥檙e saying these things. The easy thing to do would be to walk away or talk louder - maybe that鈥檒l attract attention and Loki will be too flustered to continue this spiel.聽
鈥淜eep talking like that and I promise to do all those things.鈥
There it is. Still, his cocky grin is making the fire in your head burn harder. Every pull of his thin upper lip simply sparks more agitation. 鈥淏ite me, Loki. I鈥檓 not someone who just fucks and drops the person.鈥
He shrugs almost nonchalantly. 鈥淪o, don鈥檛 drop me. We鈥檙e both adults, we鈥檙e working people with cravings and desires. There doesn鈥檛 need to be more to this.鈥 He runs his thumb along your jawline and hooks it underneath your chin, tilting your head up higher to meet your eyes. 鈥淎nd I would very much like to bite you.鈥
You鈥檙e silent for a moment, processing his words to the brim. You hadn鈥檛 had a relationship in so long (there was never any time with how often aliens fell from the sky) and no one was exactly lining up to sleep with you. So the pleasurable twinge near the base of your stomach startles you and it only pulses harder when Loki experimentally rolls his hips against yours. Widening your eyes, you refuse to look away from his forceful gaze. If you were to do that now, he鈥檇 know he has you wrapped around his finger.聽
But the processing comes to halt as you realize what he has just offered. It actually makes you stifle a loud laugh. 鈥淚s a literal God of Norse mythology offering up the possibility of a 鈥榝riends with benefits鈥 type deal? Is this seriously happening to me right now?鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e thinking too much of it.鈥 He doesn鈥檛 seem fazed at all.聽
鈥淎nd? Loki, you wanted to kill me yesterday. I wanted to kill you. And now suddenly -鈥
鈥淪uddenly, I want to ravish every inch of your skin and prove that I can pleasure you.鈥
You study him carefully. His breath is coming out shorter than usual, his hands are gripping the sides of your hips the slightest bit tighter, and his eyes are darting back and forth between yours. Your mouth twitches into a knowing smile. 鈥淥h my god, the show turned you on!鈥
He鈥檚 quiet in his movements. Stealthy, but you blame the magic mostly. Everyone is so fascinated by the show that no one hears the palms of your hands smacking to catch your weight as Loki shoves you around. His chest is now connected to your back and he makes it plainly obvious that he鈥檚 enjoying making you submit. Not that you ever would, but he鈥檚 clearly bigger and taller and can easily overpower you. Those simple checkboxes are gripping that pleasurable coil, heating it to the extreme, and threatening to snap it apart. Or maybe it already has, because there鈥檚 discomfort in your panties and it takes only a moment for you to feel your excitement pass through your bottom lips and settle on the once virgin lace. Loki has a hand covering your mouth and his other pressed firmly against your stomach. 鈥淐areful, pet. Any more teasing and I might just have to fuck you right here, right now.鈥
He chuckles, hot breath hitting your ear and making your eyes roll back. He continues, voice lower and hoarse. 鈥淲hen鈥檚 the last time you鈥檝e been properly fucked?鈥
You could fight. If you even attempted to escape his hold, Loki would let you go. There would be no actual fight. But he speaks and his voice melts against your skin like candle wax and tickles your common sense dumb. 鈥淚 bet it鈥檚 been ages. It鈥檚 been ages for me too, I hate to admit.鈥
He rolls his hips, flat against your ass, and that has you purring quietly. Your eyes dart to the door where anyone can walk through and refill their drinks and plates. One simple flap, just push open those conjoined doors, and see you bent over the counter with Loki directly behind you, at his mercy and ready to be fucked senseless. He doesn鈥檛 even give you time to respond, your purring is enough, and he dares trail his long fingers to the button of your pants. 鈥淵ou鈥檇 like that, wouldn鈥檛 you? Me fucking you on this counter while everyone watches? What would your precious Captain say? Natalia?鈥
He pops them open, pausing momentarily in case you fight against him or make a different type of noise. But all he feels are your rapid exhales against his hand and the roll of your hips against him. He smiles down to where he鈥檚 pressed against you, watching you work yourself up little by little, but decides not to comment directly on that. He鈥檒l let you have your fun - he鈥檚 not a complete ass. Plus, the feeling of your plump ass against his hardening cock is bliss written in fucking devilry.聽
鈥淲hat would they say, hmm? I鈥檓 a hundred percent certain they would beg me for a turn.鈥
You moan loudly but quickly whimper in horror, eyes wide with worry that the team has finally overheard you. Loki wastes no more time, dipping his fingers into the tight constraints of your pants and your underwear to swipe an innocent finger across your folds. He鈥檚 immediately met with a growing pool of excitement that thanks him for opening your cunt apart. 鈥淥h-ho! That鈥檚 actually exciting you? You think you鈥檙e lucky enough to keep quiet?聽Who would you let fuck you first? Hmm? Wilson? Barnes? Barnes hasn鈥檛 been with anyone for so long. He鈥檇 absolutely destroy you.鈥澛
There鈥檚 both ice and fire in your head and in the next moment, that combination is drowning your legs, your arms, your freaking toes. It almost burns through your skin, begging to escape such tight confines but its inability to do so is what鈥檚 also getting you off. Loki dips his finger deeper to collect more of your fluid and circles back up to quickly find your clit. He rubs expert circles, tiny but quick, and he has to shut his eyes from crying out himself as you involuntarily buck back against him. You鈥檙e a whimpering mess and the noises are shocking him with insane excitement. He too feels too hot and too cold at the same time. It鈥檚 the first time he鈥檚 seeing you like this and he couldn鈥檛 have imagined how ravishing you would actually look.聽
Now here you are, hair sticking to the light moisture of your forehead, absolutely drenched and dripping onto that poor lace Loki simply wants to bundle up and wrap around his hand as he strokes himself to completion later. He can feel your heartbeat in your clit and it鈥檚 killing him, turning him red inside and out and it takes all the willpower he has kept locked away for the last hundred years not to tug your clothing aside and fuck you rough.聽
鈥淏ut that鈥檚 not enough, hmm? Who else?鈥 He鈥檚 circling quicker, relishing in the muffled squelching noises bouncing off the kitchen walls. He knows you probably hear them too even if your ears must be pounding. He feels your lips try to part behind his palm. 鈥淲ho else?鈥
You rut faster, not caring about anything else but getting off. It鈥檚 so incredibly hot - Loki鈥檚 voice is doing it perfectly well indeed - and you鈥檒l hate yourself in the morning but fuck it all. You haven鈥檛 gotten off with a partner in so long and feeling someone else鈥檚 fingers instead of your own was turning your brain to jelly.聽
Then Loki presses his whole body down on top of you, effectively caging you underneath him and pressing your upper body against the cold granite. The coldness almost hurts your heated skin; it鈥檚 burning through your shirt. And Loki rubs fast, faster, faster and dips low to speak directly in your ear. 鈥淢y brother?鈥
Now you try to wiggle free because what the fuck.聽
鈥淣o, I don鈥檛 think I would let him have a turn. You鈥檙e mine to annoy, mine to tease.鈥 He takes the top of your ear gently between his incisors. 鈥淢ine to fuck.鈥
His hand muffles your quiet screams as you come on his waiting fingers. He dips them in and collects all you can give him, spreading it over your lips and mound, and finally lets you go. He wonders if you鈥檒l march right out of here and report him, or pretend this never happened, he doesn鈥檛 know. But you鈥檙e still bent over the granite and breathing heavily. Slowly, ever so slowly, you use whatever strength you can muster up and turn around.聽
Loki takes the opportunity to take his wet fingers in his own mouth. He swirls his tongue around them, sucking and releasing them only to hold them straight and run his tongue along their length. He鈥檚 sucking his own fingers, hollowing his own cheeks around them like he would a cock, minus the deepthroating and gagging.聽
He laughs when he notices how black your eyes are. 鈥淓njoy that, darling?鈥
Your chest heaves and it surprises you that you can even form a coherent sentence. 鈥淲hat the fuck?鈥
鈥淧lease tell me if I overstepped.鈥
The disbelief on your face must have worried him, because he pauses his antics and increases the distance between the two of you.聽
鈥淚 just wasn鈥檛鈥 expecting that.鈥
He hides it only slightly, but there鈥檚 genuine worry in his eyes. 鈥淚f I overstepped -鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 cool, uh, just go back to the show.鈥
He reaches out to take your hand but retracts it immediately. You give him the most awkward smile in history and haul ass to your bedroom. Loki doesn鈥檛 exactly know what to do so he rejoins the group, who are about the most oblivious people he鈥檚 ever met, and continues the show.聽They must have heard something鈥 you two couldn鈥檛 have been that lucky.
It鈥檚 irrational, but Loki is the one who starts to shy away from you all week. Each glance, each 鈥榟ello鈥 in the morning, each and every breath you can hear him take makes you want to pounce. It鈥檚 irrational, and sure you鈥檝e thought about Loki this way before during some pretty desperate ruts of loneliness but oh my god, did you want to fuck him for real this time.聽
It鈥檚 pretty obvious he鈥檚 avoiding you because he believes he鈥檚 misstepped. And it鈥檚 not like you鈥檝e been trying to avoid him too. You鈥檝e asked Thor if he noticed Loki acting strangely, sat near him whenever you found yourselves eating lunch at the same time, and even cracked a joke in his direction during a briefing. Still, Loki smiles sheepishly and politely responds.聽
You鈥檙e even, irrationally, fucking angry that he鈥檚 so goddamn perfect. Gentle and kind with his attitude even after he rubbed your clit with such precision鈥 like he was born to pleasure his partners until they saw black spots. It makes you angry that after all that talk, he shies away and expects your relationship to be awkward forever? What kind of guy - even if Loki isn鈥檛 a guy persay - does that? And you weren鈥檛 going to back down. Nope, not after knowing what his chest feels like pressed against your back, or how his long fingers feel spreading your cunt open, or how much heat his body radiated when he too was worked up.聽
It鈥檚 literally not fair.聽
But you鈥檙e lucky and you know that if you really doubled-down you could get him alone, easily. You allowed him his space.
The rest of the team is either in the indoor gym, out to lunch, or on the outside track when you decide enough is enough. Loki only ever spars with Thor and since Thor was getting lunch with Bruce downtown, Loki was free.聽
He鈥檚 in Tony鈥檚 lab (where Tony surprisingly isn鈥檛) and only hears you come in when you shut the door behind you. Not that it makes any difference or creates a sense of privacy - the whole room has glass walls. He pauses typing instructions into the monitor and clears his throat, bowing his head like the fucking moron he was.聽
His grin spreads like it always does, from root to petal, and his eyes crinkle like he鈥檚 truly pleased to see you. 鈥淎h, I was hoping to run into you today -鈥
鈥淲ere you? You sure about that?鈥
He blinks. 鈥淚 beg your pardon?鈥
You almost want to copy his smile, extend your arms like you own the room, but you opt for smirking and tilting your hip outward slightly. 鈥淏eg then.鈥
It鈥檚 like the air is punched out of him. He wants to reel it back in because the lack of air leaves him defenseless. His shoulders are dropped like he鈥檚 leaning into them and his knees buckle. Your voice is positively doing the best things to his ego, to his fogged up brain, to his desire to have you. At that moment, he regrets ignoring you for a whole week. Because the sway of your hip, the pursed nature of your lips, even the glint in your eyes is igniting that craving he鈥檚 had for a while.聽 鈥淎 God doesn鈥檛 actually - 鈥
鈥淎 God this, a God doesn鈥檛 do that, shut the hell up, Loki,鈥 you interrupt, crowding his space and pushing him by the chest into the wall. He hits it gently, arms staying by his hips and eyes locked on yours. 鈥淎 God also doesn鈥檛 break his word or shy away from a challenge,鈥
鈥淩efresh my memory.鈥
He鈥檚 matching your smirk now. He鈥檚 accepting the challenge and there鈥檚 this wild look on his face, like he鈥檚 ready to sink his teeth into your neck or his own hand.聽
鈥淚 vaguely remember you telling me not to drop you. So, what? You fuck me with your fingers and that鈥檚 it?鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e testing my patience, darling.鈥
鈥淎m I? You want to know how fucking thin my patience is right now?鈥
鈥淚 admit I鈥檓 curious.鈥
The audacity is what does it. Pushing against him so your leg slots in between his thighs, you place one hand near his neck and the other above his belt buckle. He hears the jingle and almost falls to his knees. Fighting with you is one thing, but fighting with happy endings? His mouth parts with a strangled whine as you palm his hardening cock through his pants, following the outline and studying his eyes as you do. He looks about ready to explode.聽
鈥淪ee? I can be a tease as well,鈥 you say, praying your voice sounds as sultry as you think it does. Loki lets his eyes drift closed for a moment, sinking in the overwhelming feeling of your hand palming so gently and yet, so hard at once. It鈥檚 a combination that鈥檚 making his mind even more foggy and he forgets how to breathe with restraint.聽 鈥淎 week ago, I loved to tease you with my words. Let鈥檚 see if there鈥檚 an easier way鈥︹
He opens both eyes, positively black, and almost groans when he sees you leaning in. 鈥淒arling?鈥
鈥淒o you want me to stop?鈥 You pause your movements, lips hovering his own.
鈥淕od, no.鈥
That鈥檚 the green light you need. You slam your lips against his and unbuckle his belt at the same time. It鈥檚 both sensual and the slightest bit sloppy, heads turning to fit the proper direction, strings of saliva connecting the two of you when you pull back for breath. You shove his pants just a little lower and stick your hand down his briefs, surprised that Loki鈥檚 wearing such casual clothing. He鈥檚 always dressed as if he鈥檚 attending some gala, but here he is so normal. At your will. 鈥淵ou like that? Being so exposed?鈥澛
He whines deep in throat and tries to retract it, but the second you wrap your hand around his stiff cock he doesn鈥檛 bother. His chest heaves upward and his mouth drops open, strangled groans escaping with every dignified tug of his swollen cock. You鈥檙e still speaking but your voice seems miles away to him. 鈥淒idn鈥檛 think I鈥檇 like being exposed. It鈥檚 really scary.鈥澛
It registers with him that you are indeed in a very public space. He looks over your shoulder to glance at the long hallways where anyone could walk past and see him, completely exposed and red and dripping, whining like an omega in heat because of a human he swore he would end up killing out of pure annoyance one day. 鈥淏ut look at you, hard and wanting and completely at my will.鈥
He鈥檚 startled into a laugh. 鈥淵our tongue is going to get you in trouble.鈥
鈥淥h, is it?鈥 You take the chance to lick a swipe from his bottom lip to his top, pressing harder against him so the harsh rub of fabric from your jeans overstimulates him. He鈥檚 leaking from the tip, red and swollen with such a need to burst that you figure his balls must be in the same predicament. You feel all powerful with each tug, watching as Loki so desperately tries to hold himself up against the wall and resist the urge to grind against your leg. You almost wish he would. Flames are licking up his legs that cause him to sweat, and he鈥檚 bucking his hips into your hand with some primal desperation.聽 鈥淭ell me, Loki. Darling鈥 you wanna come?鈥
The words spilling from your mouth are making him burst at the seams. His stomach clenches involuntarily as a response and he promises himself that he鈥檚 going to box this moment with your voice and the muscle of your thigh and the grip of your hand and keep it safely hidden until the next time he needs it. 鈥淵ou little minx.鈥
鈥淐ompletely exposed. Absolutely dripping. Anyone can walk past and see you.鈥 He throws his head back against the wall and whines from both his close orgasm and the smack to his skull. This leaves his throat exposed, and he huffs out a long breath when your lips connect to the free skin. You鈥檙e marking him, he feels, and it excites him to later parade that nice purple bruise for everyone to see. 鈥淏et there鈥檚 cameras.鈥
He ruts now, hips matching the pace of your hand and eagerly chasing his release. 鈥淧lease.鈥
鈥淧lease what? Use your words.鈥 You bite down and suck, and Loki just about yells. His chest rises and falls rapidly and his hips are losing their perfected rhythm. He鈥檚 scared his scream is going to shatter the glass.聽
鈥淧lease teach me my lesson.鈥
Your smile grows slowly, teeth and all, and you slap one hand over his mouth and use some of his own accumulating slick at the tip of his cock to spread along his length. His eyes widen at the roughness but he finds himself wanting to thank you for covering his mouth. Your hand moves fast, twisting expertly and thumb sliding over his slit multiple types until he can鈥檛 handle it anymore. His knees do buckle but it鈥檚 your thigh pressed in between him that tells him to hold himself up. He shouts, long groans dragging out over the course of his release, all muffled from your sweaty palm keeping him quiet. His release shoots up his chest, powerful enough to even hit the skin near his collarbones, and all over your hand. You care enough not to throw him over to sensitivity, but work him long enough so he feels you throughout his orgasm.聽
Once he can feel his body again, tingles just now resigning and blurry vision correcting itself, he stands straight again. He vaguely feels you tuck him back into his pants and button him back up.聽
He flutters his eyes open and by the proud smile on your face, he can imagine what he looks like: fucked to bliss. You raise your hand to mouth and Loki sees his spent dripping alongside your palm and thumb. His jaw clenches and he swallows almost painfully when you lick yourself clean. He wouldn鈥檛 be opposed to having that pink tongue wrapped around his cock right about now.
You surprise him, though, by pushing him back against the wall and chuckling. 鈥淟ucky no one walked past, huh? Don鈥檛 you dare ignore me anymore.鈥
He sucks in a deep breath and blushes down at the floor. 鈥淥h, darling. Never.鈥
鈥淲ell, would you look at that?鈥
The model fills in the thermometer-looking drawing with her red marker and the crowd cheers as the donations hit over five million. You roll your eyes at Tony and casually sip at your champagne. 鈥淎 charity gala was completely pointless, Tony.鈥
鈥淗ey, there are other charitable billionaires in the world. Doesn鈥檛 have to all come from my pocket,鈥 Tony scoffs and cheers louder to excite the crowd. Everyone is doing their part and entertaining the guests. Steve鈥檚 buttering up the big donors and Bucky鈥檚 buttering up the wives. Thor鈥檚 getting to know the rich kids who were dragged to this event by their rich parents, and Clint鈥檚 snickering in the background each time one of those kid鈥檚 jokes flies over Thor鈥檚 head. And Loki鈥檚 just chilling at the bar, keeping a low profile as he should, but still doing the gentlemanly thing and trying to be a part of the team.
鈥淐onsidering you鈥檙e one of the main reasons we鈥檙e raising money in the first place-鈥
鈥淗ey, everyone uses Grand Central. Everyone was there. Don鈥檛 pin it all on me.鈥
鈥淚 need another drink.鈥
Walking to the bar seems like the most erotic thing Loki has ever caught you doing. He鈥檚 staring at you with this winning grin and it鈥檚 enough to make you weak in the knees. His suit is a dark green, tight around the thighs and biceps. His hair is loose and, dare you say, fluffed. The curls are looser than they usually are and they wave toward the same directions rather than mismatched.
He鈥檚 not the only one staring at you walking to the bar, however. Loki notices this, too. His grin turns into that famous smirk and you know he鈥檚 challenging you. Your little rendezvous the other day has only excited the both of you more: sexy looks whenever you crossed paths, heavy make-outs and petting in the corners of hallways, dialogue that would make even Thor blush. Now he鈥檚 challenging you to start the foreplay - entice him, make him jealous, let everyone know they can鈥檛 have you. You will have him tonight, you can feel it. You鈥檙e feeling lucky.
鈥淣ow, you鈥檙e the only assassin on the team that isn鈥檛 Russian.鈥
He seems younger than you, probably only by a year, and his eyes are a lovely milk chocolate brown that are kind. There鈥檚, of course, that hint of want in his eyes that lets you know what his true intentions are. Blond hair perfectly styled, suit tailored as perfectly as his father鈥檚 probably, and a smile that promises nothing serious.
鈥淢m, don鈥檛 make any bets on that. We superheroes have tons of secrets hidden up our sleeves.鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e also the only one I鈥檝e seen beat a guy with nothing but a baseball bat.鈥
It鈥檚 true. You are rather鈥 unconventional. You made a name for yourself with the younger crowd of social media. They thought you extreme but holy, completely fucking weird but good at her job. And if the other Avengers put up with you, then you were worthy enough to stan. Still, no one should be witness to your antics when you lose your gun. 鈥淕od, did they get that on camera?鈥
The man chuckles and swishes around his drink. 鈥淲ere they not supposed to?鈥
You smirk and cast a glance at Loki, who鈥檚 smiling around the rim of his glass. 鈥淲ell, I don鈥檛 like being videotaped unless I approve beforehand.鈥
The man catches onto your innuendo. He blushes and smiles right back at you. 鈥淐an I buy you a drink?鈥
鈥淭he drinks are free. You can order me one.鈥
He waves the bartender down and he takes your order. In the minute you鈥檙e waiting for it, you鈥檙e half listening to what this man is saying and how Loki鈥檚 staring at you from across the bar. The champagne is placed in front of you and at the same time, Loki motions with his hand for you to get it over with. He doesn鈥檛 look jealous but rather annoyed with how slow this man is taking to get to his point.
鈥淪o, how come I don鈥檛 see you out and about as often as the others? Think I saw your friend Wanda in Vogue last month.鈥
鈥淚 tend to cause small mishaps everywhere I turn. It鈥檚 a skill and it鈥檚 dangerous but it hasn鈥檛 killed me yet.鈥
There鈥檚 a playful glint in your eye but for a stranger like him, it looks rather alarming. 鈥淢m, you really shouldn鈥檛 trust me with a gun.鈥
The man pauses and squints slightly as he scans your face. 鈥淎re you yanking my chain? They wouldn鈥檛 hire you as an Avenger if you were incapable of something so simple.鈥
Something. So. Simple. 鈥淚鈥檓 also horrible at conversing with anyone who I鈥檓 not paid to protect.鈥
The man鈥檚 mouth parts as if he wants to say something else, but he can feel when the conversation isn鈥檛 a good one. 鈥淓njoy your drink.鈥
At least he鈥檚 polite about it.
Loki slides his way over to your side of the bar, a pep in his step and with the widest grin he鈥檚 presented all night. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e gonna end up in the headlines for an entirely different reason than you want to, darling.鈥
鈥淥h, but that was fun, wasn鈥檛 it?鈥
Loki scoffs but there鈥檚 mountains and mountains of sarcasm in his voice. 鈥淗e was a perfectly good suitor. Tall, handsome, overlooked that intimidating glare you seem to always have.鈥
You fake a pout, 鈥淏ut he didn鈥檛 even stay long enough for me to tell him it was all a joke.鈥
鈥淚s it, though? You鈥檝e lost more guns in the middle of a firefight than I care to count.鈥
鈥淵ou know, it makes me all giddy inside that you don鈥檛 actually count them.鈥
He downs his drink and looks around the room before he whispers near your ear. 鈥淎re you doing anything later?鈥
It鈥檚 rather fun to keep this a secret from the whole team. They鈥檙e none the wiser and it always ignites a fire in the pit of your stomach whenever Loki teases you right in their presence. Any day now they can turn their heads at the right moment, strain their ears to catch the talk between you two, or walk in during another pleasurable rendezvous. But they haven鈥檛 yet, and Loki thinks he鈥檇 find it quite erotic to take you in such a public area when the time for them to know is right.
鈥淢ight go to bed early. Don鈥檛 know. Why? Want me to leave my door unlocked?鈥
鈥淭empting me, are you?鈥
You don鈥檛 finish your new glass and instead wink at him before leaving the gala altogether.
鈥淭ook you long enough.鈥
Loki鈥檚 already shedding his jacket the moment he passes through the bedroom door. 鈥淚鈥檒l never keep you waiting again.鈥
It sounds like a promise because of his breathy tone and it almost makes you blush by how excited he looks. 鈥淵ou sure you wanna go through with all this?鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 certainly not going to object.鈥
You give him a pointed look, 鈥淟oki.鈥
He takes your hands in his and caresses your knuckles. 鈥淚 won鈥檛 鈥榙rop鈥 you after this. I don鈥檛 think it鈥檇 be possible for me to.鈥
鈥淭oo tempting for you?鈥
鈥淎nd other things. You make me want to pull my own hair out.鈥
Regardless of such a gentle conversation, you know it certain that the sex isn鈥檛 going to be vanilla. 鈥淪omething every lady wants to hear.鈥
He grins at that and pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear. He looks at you for a long moment before leaning in ever so slightly and breathing against your lips. 鈥淟et me touch you.鈥
鈥淵ou can do a hell of a lot more than that. Don鈥檛 think me fragile.鈥
He smells like whiskey and cinnamon all at once. 鈥淣ever, darling.鈥
His kisses always start off so benign, like he鈥檚 scared of hurting you or scared of building the moment up too quickly. His lips slide of yours with intent, however, and he uses his whole body to tell you of it. His hands come up to rest on your cheeks, thumbs sweeping across your soft skin, and then they rise to the first strands of hair he鈥檚 lucky enough to touch. The moment they do though, he presses his lips even harder and it鈥檚 basically a plea to taste even more of what you have to offer. You鈥檙e both breathing through your nose and trying to catch little inhales here and there whenever your lips slightly detach. He鈥檚 taking his sweet time but you know he鈥檚 only mapping out the things he鈥檚 going to do to you.
His fingers lace through all the way to the back of your neck and finally, finally, he cracks. He pulls just the slightest bit harder but it鈥檚 enough to tug your head backwards and expose your willing neck to him. A puff of air escapes your lungs but it quickly turns into a low groan when his lips reattach themselves to the sensitive skin just below your ear. He sucks and bites, body pressing you even further backward until you hit the wall. His hips are slotted against yours and just like how you restricted his access, he places his right leg in between you. With him being taller, his thigh presses against your mound deliciously. You had worn a simple cocktail dress for the gala, not really wanting to go all out for something so mundane, but it鈥檚 working wonders by allowing such easy access for Loki鈥檚 clothed thigh. He trails kisses down your throat and to your collarbones, tongue poking out every so often to trace the veins that aren鈥檛 visible to you - but to Loki. He can sense your blood rushing through your veins, he knows enough about anatomy to know where they鈥檙e located, and he follows them like a tempting path. He鈥檚 there at your neck, on your sternum, above your breasts, and then back up to your waiting lips to swallow all of your low whines.
鈥淚 want to do something,鈥 you croak, slightly embarrassed by how gone you already sound.
You smile at how fucked out he already sounds as well. It takes all of your self-control not to rub it in his face that you, a Midgardian with a god-like skill, are making him wither under your touch.
鈥淕o sit over there.鈥
Loki detaches from your lips, a lovely string of spit refusing to follow his lead. 鈥淪it鈥 over there?鈥
There鈥檚 a long couch pushed up against your wall that faces your bed. There鈥檚 a small coffee table in front of it and it looks rather comfortable for a day spent reading. But now you鈥檙e imagining Loki on that very couch, thighs spread wide and mouth parted while he has no other choice but to watch you enjoy yourself. 鈥淲hat? You think our little game is over?鈥
鈥淚 would quite like to know how I鈥檓 supposed to win.鈥
鈥淢en. Always wanting to race to the finish line.鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 compare me to anyone else. As long as I can see you as you are, absolutely gorgeous, I鈥檒l play whatever game you want.鈥
Locking your door as quickly as you could, you鈥檙e already stripping from the dress. Loki follows your movements with his hungry eyes but doesn鈥檛 make a move to touch. He鈥檚 waiting for instructions. A sharp tilt of your head reminds him of what they are.
The moment you鈥檙e bare, it鈥檚 heaven. The cotton of your sheets greet you, rubbing along your sensitive skin like the caress of a hand you鈥檝e been begging for. Loki鈥檚 hands were rough, large, with slender fingers that would definitely get the job done. He鈥檇 make sure to touch every single inch of skin available to him, he鈥檇 touch every single goosebump, and once he had accomplished that first part, his fingers would continue the torture. But would it be torture? Or undeniable pleasurable sensations that are sure to get you screaming until your lungs felt as though they were punctured through? You鈥檝e felt them once before but never inside of you. Only teasing.
Loki sheds his top layers and unbuckles his belt. He sits far enough away that you can鈥檛 really feel his presence, but close enough that you know you鈥檙e being watched.
鈥淭ouch yourself, pet. Tell me what you want.鈥
You already know the slope of your collarbones, the hardness of your nipples when they meet the chilled air, the dip of your hips and the shaven mound of your pubis. There鈥檚 no time to appreciate the simple things - no - your fingers immediately go to that sweet little nub in between your shaking legs. You follow his instructions promptly, dipping your fingers further in only to swipe more of your excitement higher. It does the trick and you find that you're practically dripping. There鈥檚 stickiness attached to your inner thighs, the strings of clear arousal forming a tiny bridge that connects skin to skin, wet and becoming dry all at once. Whimpering, you spread your arousal all along your inner lips and get to work.
The very fact that Loki is inches away, spread out the same way you are and gaining his pleasure from yours is distractedly erotic, and it hypes the sensations even more. Your breath hitches when he leans his head back and releases a low moan, wet lips parting and bottom lip (dare you say) shaking. His cock is throbbing, rock hard in his grasp, and each time your finger swipes at your special spot his thighs clench involuntarily. 鈥淚 want鈥 fuck, I want you to fuck me.鈥
He chuckles deeply and his tongue is settled on his bottom lip. 鈥淵ou may make me want to throw you to the nearest wolves, but seeing you spread out and needy is better than any other fantasy. Dripping, willing, absolutely begging for someone to fill you and satisfy that carnal desire God and Midgardian have alike.鈥
He lifts his head and meets your gaze. His eyes seem darker and there鈥檚 a thin sheet of sweat starting to appear on his forehead. His words are eating you alive. You know Loki鈥檚 a smooth talker, what with that damn silver tongue you鈥檝e read about, but to hear it in action is overwhelming. Your fingers are just now creating a steady pace. The pleasure shoots through your clit and to the coil unraveling in your stomach, twisting and swirling with streaks of brilliant bliss that soon finds its way to your chest. Unable to contain your noises, they inch their way through your heaving chest to your dry throat and sound off in your once quiet room.
Your head rolls to the side and your heated cheek meets the cotton of your pillow. It鈥檚 almost too much. The cotton should be a welcome feeling, but it鈥檚 just making you burn faster. Your mind races, and soon the cotton is turning into the hands of a certain God you鈥檝e come to despise and crave. It seems almost rude to imagine his pink lips trailing down your neck, bruising and sucking as he pleased, down to the valley of your breasts and wrapping around your sensitive nipples when he鈥檚 literally right there. His hand is moving faster and there鈥檚 a hint of restraint in his voice, almost like he鈥檚 covering up his own noises. He鈥檚 already leaking, red at the tip and hand finding all his special places. His chest heaves brilliantly as he tugs himself, heavy and hot, noises breather.
You aren鈥檛 much for biting, but God, did you want this God to do just that again. His hands would find a new home in your hair and they would tug, tug, pull, and fuck it if he pulled some strands loose because you鈥檒l feel him clenching his fist around the base of your neck and pulling you up to meet him mid-thrust.
His thrusts would be鈥
鈥淔uck,鈥 you choke and rub your clit faster. Still, you try not to apply so much pressure. If you could do this all night, you would, but the knowledge that Loki will be the one to do this in just a few minutes after you find yourself tired of the game... Your mind wanders to the image of his hand curling in your hair and pulling as he thrust into you fast and hard - would he go fast and hard? - of course he would; he鈥檇 want to fuck the disobedience out of you, the frustration he鈥檚 dealt with these past weeks. Being paired together for missions was a bad idea from the start and now you鈥檙e imagining him fucking you? Now he鈥檚 literally sitting in front of you watching as you fuck yourself?
God, if he was over you and fucking you his long hair would whip your cheeks as he pressed down. You鈥檇 be wrapped in his arms and he鈥檇 make sure your legs were secured around his waist as he lifted you and fucked you fierce -
鈥淵ou鈥檙e awfully quiet for someone with such an active mind,鈥 Loki pants and his hand slides up his shaft to pinch his red tip. He groans softly, 鈥淭ell me what you鈥檙e thinking, pet.鈥
The moan you let out is almost embarrassing, a whine more like, and your fingers dance through your juices nastily. Quick rolls of your sensitive clit, the sound of your arousal sticking to your fingers and thighs, hair tugging beneath your shoulders as you lifted your lower half to chase the pace. So much pleasure building, like fireworks still in your hand that you forgot to throw, gentle and jaw dropping explosions all at once-
鈥淔uck, yes, say my name darling.鈥
Just as you were an expert of your own body, he was for his. He鈥檚 running his large hand, those slender fingers, over himself so beautifully. His head is tilting back again, and he disregards possible embarrassment as he moans low and long, pace increasing each time his cock spurts another small droplet of pre-come. His rhythm stutters when he hears your sharp inhale.
鈥淚鈥檝e been wanting to fuck you since the first time you scolded me.鈥
He鈥檚 lost most of his resolve now, because instead of a verbal response he鈥檚 simply nodding quickly. It鈥檚 true. He had chewed you out in front of the whole team because you had managed to get kidnapped by the Afghan prince you were supposed to be pretending to court. Spending three days trying to escape was nothing, mere childsplay, but Loki had busted his ass those three days simply trying to communicate with you. And when you rounded the corner, skipping no less, with a simple response of 鈥淗ey! Now it鈥檚 a party!鈥, he had almost murdered you.
He looked so angry, so annoyed, so finished with the Avengers in general for not telling him about your little antics and behavior. So he yelled at you in front of everyone, veins bulging from his neck and finger pointed in your face that it took all your self-control not to make a dirty joke in the middle of it. Steve knew this of course, because he stood behind Loki with his lips spread so thin and mimicking with his hand near his throat for you to cut it out.
鈥淵eah? Gods, you should see yourself. Spread so perfectly, practically begging me to fuck you.鈥
鈥淪hit,鈥 you pant, free hand leaving the sheets to clutch at your left breast. His words hit you like a wave and you swear you can feel the pebbles on your skin and salt in your mouth. 鈥淪top talking like that or I鈥檒l come.鈥
鈥淲hy should I stop?鈥 He swears quietly under his breath, thumb passing along his slit to collect more slick. 鈥淵ou said you want to come. I can make you come. I can have you withering beneath me, uncontrollable, crying from such - ah - from such ecstasy.鈥
You rub your clit faster, whines turning into near cries as his words hit you. Your ears hear him, your brain digests the meaning, and your body begs to be full of his cock. He has your thighs shaking. 鈥淵ou want that?鈥
He can tell you鈥檙e fighting it and it鈥檚 making him harder, if that鈥檚 possible. He can feel the coil at the base of his spine, pinching him nicely and swelling his balls with the release he so desperately wants to fill you with. The pleasure is growing inside of him, chest burning hot and prickly with the coil of arousal. He tears his gaze away from your body to lock eyes with you, and it鈥檚 deadly. 鈥淪o beautiful. So fucking perfect.鈥
His words are literally killing you. There鈥檚 a fire tracing up higher, starting at the base of your fingertips and up your arms, tightening its grip around your clenched throat. It鈥檚 so good and bad at the same time. And again, you鈥檙e reminded that you鈥檙e literally on display, hot and wet for the one man who makes you feel like burning this whole compound down. 鈥淟oki, fuck, please.鈥
鈥淧lease what?鈥 Loki groans, hopeful about your words. He wants to get an invitation, he wants inside you, he wants to be with you. It鈥檚 like a voice is teasing him, telling him it鈥檚 not just erotic desire that he鈥檚 feeling, but he pushes it down and focuses back to your withering body. Your hips are lifting themselves up now and your thighs are threatening to shut violently. 鈥淵ou want me to fuck you?鈥
A single tear escapes and quickly seeps into your ear. It tickles, but it鈥檚 faint compared to the burning heat between your legs. 鈥淛ust鈥︹
鈥淏egging me, pet? Gods, keep doing that. Where do you want me?鈥
You鈥檙e reluctant to tear your hand away from yourself, but you have to see him. Lifting yourself on your elbows, you watch as he strokes his length at the same pace you had. His hair looks unruly, like he鈥檚 been running his hands through it. Maybe he鈥檚 been pulling it.
That simple thought is enough to cause you to spread your thighs even further, knees practically touching the mattress. 鈥淐ome here.鈥
Loki doesn鈥檛 care if you took him by the neck and insulted his whole being right now. Same as you, he follows your instructions like it's second nature. He鈥檚 on you in a second, hand never leaving his cock as he keeps stroking himself to near completion. 鈥淲hat do you want? Tell me, darling. Tell - ah, oh - please.鈥
His face contorts in pleasure as he strokes the right area. You watch him, cheeks hot with a craving to put him in your mouth, in your hands, deep inside your aching heat that you鈥檒l be able to feel him in your stomach, bottoming out and grinding against your clit with ease. 鈥淢ake me yours.鈥
He hovers over you, one arm supporting his weight on the mattress as he dips down to capture your lips in another kiss. It鈥檚 rough and desperate and both your breathy moans are intermingling in begging pleas of release.
You were right: his hair does tickle your neck.
鈥淟ook at you. Fuck.鈥 He aches almost painfully, climax close he can fucking taste it but he refuses to let it occur. It鈥檚 the way your mouth drops open when his hands reach below to cup your stomach, your hips, and then your bare ass that makes him inwardly praise every God he knows exists. He watches your jaw tense, eyes shut no matter how hard you try keeping them open, and neck presented like a lovely snack to his carnal cravings. He pushes your legs up higher and hooks them over his shoulders. But he doesn鈥檛 fuck you just yet, no, he lowers himself down and attaches his lips to the one place you need devoured immediately. His tongue sweeps slowly across your folds and to your clit, circling in tight figure eights and flattening against it when your whines turn extreme.
鈥淟oki, fuck, fuck!鈥 Your hands grip the top of his head harshly and he inhales through his nose. But he continues and presses in deeper, teeth grazing on accident and causing your hips to thrust upward and away. He has your thighs gripped tightly in his hands. Everytime your hands pull his hair he groans low and the vibration sends a prickle of pleasure throughout your thighs that they jiggle.
Loki鈥檚 enjoying this, you can tell, because he鈥檚 moaning in between your thighs and rutting against the mattress slowly. You don鈥檛 remember when he took off his pants but it鈥檚 quite a treat to see his round ass rise and fall with determined thrusts.
Loki slips one finger into your tight opening and it surprises you. His fingers are unbelievably long, not as thick, but he鈥檚 expert enough to know how to utilize such an asset. He pumps it gently and continues his smooth glides over your sensitive bud, completely thriving with each shout you give.
You鈥檙e sweet, a little salty, and so fucking perfect that Loki moans into your mound and presses in two fingers this time. He curls them and rubs against that spot that has you practically flying upward. It鈥檚 a stuttering series of ah-ah-aH鈥檚 and Loki ends up smiling against you the louder you get. If there wasn鈥檛 a party happening downstairs he knows the whole team would be piling outside your door to hear.
You鈥檙e coming with a loud scream, practically animalistic, and your knees knock against his head as they struggle to close. Loki鈥檚 mouth drops open as well, a long groan released as he continues to lap at you. The feeling has you whimpering but the sight is what gets you. He raises himself, chin shiny and lips glistening, and he gives you that fucking smile he gives whenever he鈥檚 won an argument. Except this time, he鈥檚 just made you come with the most pathetic noise you鈥檝e ever made. You tug him close and kiss him deep, tasting yourself and openly inviting it.
鈥淎s much as I want to look at your face again when you come over my cock, it鈥檚 not in the cards.鈥
Before you can respond, Loki flips you over and traps you underneath him. He presses his cock into your lower back and ruts gently as he places small kisses down your neck. He pushes your hair to the side and trails more kisses down your spine.
鈥淎lien or not, it makes sense you would enjoy this position.鈥
He grips your hips and lifts you to place a pillow underneath and nudges your legs apart. Your breath hitches when you feel him against your drenched cunt. He leans down, chest hot against your back, and presses a deep kiss to your cheek. 鈥淥kay?鈥
He鈥檚 about to fuck you raw and that still has you flushing with shyness. 鈥淵eah,鈥 you breathe, raising your hips as an invitation. He wastes no more time and finally pushes into you. Your breath stretches as he pushes in farther.
Pressure builds in him, pushing lovely sounds out of him that have you already clenching down around him. He hisses and thrusts deeper, allowing you to adjust to his full girth and length.
You literally feel all your muscles relax to make way for him. You feel your breath level to match his. You feel every teasing inch of him and your heart is pounding in your ears by how fucking amazing he already feels. A whimper pours from your mouth when he finally bottoms out and his hands are gripping your hips so hard you鈥檙e sure there are bruises forming. 鈥淟oki.鈥
He chuckles, low and deep, and takes that as signal enough. Pulling back just an inch already has your mouth parting in a silent scream. You can feel all of him, every vein and ridge, and it鈥檚 fucking delightful. He pulls out until only the cockhead is snug, and thrusts back in until his hips hit your ass. Your pants are plenty in telling him that you鈥檙e ready for him to move quicker.
Both your moans are so high, short, and repeated that the desire is just building. He鈥檚 sliding so easily, your cunt absolutely drenching his cock and clenching around him like the most heavenly vice. The intrusion of his cock sliding in and out, in and out faster and rougher, makes your toes curl and your vision hazy.
His arms move. One comes to wrap all the way around your waist while the other grips from underneath and to your neck. He isn鈥檛 choking you, his hand nearer your collarbones than anything else, but it provides a nice leverage for him to lean over further and drive his hips deeper. He plants almost slobbery kisses to your shoulders.
鈥淭his what you wanted all these weeks?鈥 he pants, hips drilling into your pussy at such a rapid and delicious rate that he has your back arching almost painfully. You can only gasp and moan as a response, drool beginning to pool on the pillow closest to you. It鈥檚 impossible to swallow it, let alone speak through it, and you shut your eyes as another loud moan escapes your bruised lips.
鈥淎nswer me, darling,鈥 Loki tries again, pausing his thrusts to change his hand positions again. This time he hooks his right arm underneath your waist and the other slowly pulls upward where it leaves invisible lightning strikes across each of your vertebrae. His fingers find the base of your neck and then the thickness of your hair, and he tugs you up so your back is now one with his chest. He settles you on your knees and helps you grip onto the headboard. The quick movement causes black spots to appear in your vision for only a second because then he鈥檚 pounding away again and pulling your head back by your hair to lay on his shoulder.
鈥淵es!鈥 you scream, thighs vibrating from lack of strength but you鈥檙e determined to feel Loki at this wonderful angle. He鈥檚 holding you up so carefully but he鈥檚 fucking you with such a rawness that鈥檚 you鈥檒l definitely feel this tomorrow. Throwing your head back, Loki uses this opportunity to plant a slick, hot kiss on your neck and to unleash your hips from his hold to cup your breasts instead.
鈥淵es, you like getting fucked by your God?鈥
That makes you roll your eyes but then he has you rolling your eyes to the back of your head when his thrusts pick up and begin slamming into the one place you need him to be. Fire is licking its way up your toes, to your thighs, to the middle of your chest and building such a tight coil that you鈥檙e afraid it might actually burst red and violently over your white sheets.
鈥淲e can do this all night. I have so many other things I want to do to you, and you me. You like having cock in your mouth?鈥
The desperation in Loki鈥檚 deep voice milks a newfound desire within you. It has you uncontrollably clenching around his thick cock and giving him his answer. 鈥淚 like having cock in my mouth. But I would certainly love to see you on your knees with mine down your eager throat.鈥
His words are screaming in your ears. You brace your hands against the headboard and lean forward so you鈥檙e no longer pressed up against his hot chest. This way he can ram into you easily. His hand remains twisted in your hair and the tugs he鈥檚 giving are causing you to leak around his cock, wetter than you鈥檝e ever been, hot and cold with such a need for release.
After he says it, you imagine it. You on your knees looking up at him through fluttering eyelashes, perhaps in the middle of the common room where anyone can walk in, sucking down the delicious curve of his cock with him dripping down your throat. Yeah, that has you moaning uncontrollably now.
鈥淧lease,鈥 you pant, meeting his thrusts halfway. Loki鈥檚 leaning over you again, his cock pulsing with the need to fill you up and lick you clean again. His cheeks are red and his chest is heaving delightfully as he comes near his end as well.
鈥淧lease, what? Use your words.鈥 He鈥檚 throwing your own words back at you, teasing you in the most unnecessary moment, because god, did you need to come. He dips his fingers into your parted mouth and you immediately suck them deep, swirling your eager tongue around his lean fingers, and you hear the nasty pop when he removes them. He plants his index and middle fingers back in between your thighs and works your nub to push you closer to edge.
It鈥檚 too much. 鈥淥h, shit,鈥 you whine, voice thinning. It鈥檚 like there鈥檚 a heavy bulge in the middle of your throat begging to be popped, creating such a soreness that the only cure is to yell in delight. 鈥淔uck, fuck, fuck.鈥
A needy thrum of desperation pouring into your veins is enough to snap you from your hazy state. 鈥淟oki, please. I want to come. Make me come, please.鈥
His fingers work faster, pinching your nub between both fingers and it sends you howling pornographically. You鈥檇 be embarrassed if it didn鈥檛 feel so good. Loki鈥檚 mounting you, claiming you as his, fucking you with such primal desire that it takes everything not to collapse from the sheer pressure of it all.
鈥淔ucking brilliant, darling,鈥 Loki groans, thrusting deeper and rolling his hips against your plump ass in an effort to reach his climax. He鈥檚 watching the way you鈥檙e practically shivering from the aftershocks, flushed with sweat, cunt squeezing the ever loving devil from him. A few more deep thrusts is all it takes for him to shake with a pleasure he hasn鈥檛 experienced in nearly two hundred years. The feeling of your velvet warmth enveloping him to the point it almost squeezes painfully, your spent dripping around his cock and down your shaking thighs; it makes him shut his eyes tightly as his jaw drops and he fails to catch the low shout that escapes. He watches the space where the two of you are connected as he continues filling you to the brim. His own come is now dripping from the sides and onto his softening cock.
He pushes in a couple more times, soft and deep, just enough to extend his climax and massage you. He drags out your name once he finally reaches his end and he removes himself carefully. Before toppling onto the sheets, he tugs you over and onto your back to roll with him.
Both your chests heave, sweat glistening on every inch of available skin, and there鈥檚 white spots plaguing your vision each time you shake your head. There are strands of hair stuck to Loki鈥檚 cheeks and forehead and he looks so blissfully fucked out that you鈥檙e proud of yourself for not jumping his bones earlier. The build-up was a strung out foreplay, but the end result proved to be entirely worth it.
鈥淲as that punishment enough?鈥
Your eyebrows scrunch in confusion, 鈥淪eriously? You鈥檙e still on that?鈥
鈥淥h, darling,鈥 Loki grunts low as he rolls onto his side and tugs you into his chest. 鈥淓verytime you make a blunder, which is every day, expect to be punished accordingly.鈥
If only you鈥檙e lucky enough to do what you do best.
A/N: Happy weekend! xxMoni
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starlightrogersa month ago
just a touch of your love; loki
Summary: Loki creates a new spell to make you cum without even touching you
Word count: 1.7k+ words
Warnings: smut, mentions of sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), praise kink, 18+ only
A/N: my praise kink has really been activated lately and this came out of it
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You had been craving him all day.
Craving wasn鈥檛 even really a strong enough word to describe your need for him. It was the kind of need that tingled up your spine, settling in your bones until all you could feel and think about was him. His touch, his kiss, his cock.
All you needed was him.
But it was clear when he came back to your shared bedroom that he was absolutely spent, and you tried to let your want for him drift off into a distant dream.
Still, you couldn鈥檛 quell the feeling of want and need in the pit of your belly. He had been working so hard lately. It had been so long since you鈥檇 been fucked like you so desperately needed. Your fingers just weren鈥檛 enough, you could never cum on your own, not since Loki had shaped your pussy to fit his cock like a glove. No, you were his now. Mind, body, and soul. And you needed him so badly, though you tried to fight the fire in your belly so that he wouldn鈥檛 feel bad that he was too tired for much more than cuddling and the occasional gentle kiss.
You couldn鈥檛 help the whimper that escaped you as he stripped off and climbed into the bed next to you, his cock hanging heavy in his underwear that you wished you could just rip straight from his body. But you held down your need, it could wait until later.
But of course, Loki knew. He heard your little whimpers and your pitiful attempt to silence the sounds before they dispersed into the air of the bedroom. Fuck, he could smell the intoxicating scent of your sweet pussy before he even pulled back the covers to join you in bed. It went straight to his cock, making him switch as he groaned almost inaudibly, sliding between the covers and pressing his chest to your back.
鈥淚 know you need me sweetheart,鈥 he murmurs in a rasped voice, his hand wrapping around you to splay across your lower torso, dangerously close to where you so desperately need him, 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry that I鈥檝e been so tired.鈥
鈥淭here鈥檚 nothing to apologise for, you know that.鈥 You turn to face him, leaning in to press a soft kiss to the tip of his nose. It was something you had started doing when you could tell he was anxious about something, and somehow it always seemed to bring him back to you. Loki would tell you that the magic you possessed in your soul always found the best parts of him, the part that could make it through the battles and the anxiety and the fear, 鈥淵ou don鈥檛 ever have to feel bad for not wanting sex.鈥
鈥淏ut I want you so bad, princess, I鈥檝e just been so exhausted,鈥 he sighs, resting his forehead against yours, 鈥淔uck, I can smell how wet you are for me.鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 say stuff like that,鈥 you whine, a pout forming on your lips, 鈥淪鈥檔ot fair to get me riled up and then not do anything about it.鈥
鈥淲ho said I wasn鈥檛 going to do anything about it?鈥 you catch the glimmer of mischief in his eyes, and it travels straight to your core, 鈥淒o you trust me?鈥
You immediately nod yes, and he chuckles at your enthusiasm.
鈥淕ood girl, spread your legs for me.鈥
You do as he says, opening your thighs until they give him enough room to work, and you wiggle your hips in a fit of desperation when he doesn鈥檛 immediately move.
鈥淧lease Loki,鈥 you beg, looking at him with wide eyes as you watch his own pupils darken, 鈥淧lease touch me.鈥
鈥淪hh baby, you just gotta trust me, remember?鈥 he coos, soothing you by running a hand up and down over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, leaving goosebumps in the wake of his touch, 鈥測ou just keep those pretty eyes on me, princess.鈥
Your gaze meets his as if on command. He hums in satisfaction at your eagerness to obey him. You whimper softly when his hand leaves your thigh, the sound catching in your throat when you see colour out of the corner of your eyes and see the soft green slow radiating from the tips of Loki鈥檚 fingers.
You couldn鈥檛 help the fresh wave of wetness that seeped from your needy pussy at the sight. He鈥檇 only ever used his powers in bed a handful of times, always using them to restrain you to the bed with unbreakable bonds. But now it was different. You didn鈥檛 know how you knew, but something just felt different.
And that鈥檚 when you felt it.
It started small at first, a slight tingle on your inner thigh so delicate that you weren鈥檛 entirely sure if you had dreamed it. A second caress, this time more defined, sweeps from your knee to the top of your thigh, pressing a kiss to the junction where your leg meets your core, making you gasp loudly. Snapping your gaze from Loki鈥檚, you down to find absolutely nobody in your bed but the two of you, yet you could still feel the caress of another against your skin.
鈥淲-what is that?鈥 you ask, eyes fluttering shut momentarily as the phantom lips find that sensitive spot on your thigh, sucking a harsh mark into the skin there.
鈥淛ust a little spell I鈥檝e been working on,鈥 he explains with a smirk, pressing a soft kiss to your lips as the same moment you feel a finger connect with your clit, making you arch your back from the bed, 鈥淲hat does it feel like?鈥
You can鈥檛 speak as two fingers plunge knuckle-deep inside you, a needy moan escaping you at the feeling of fullness after so long without his touch. 鈥淚t feels like your fingers.鈥 You manage to whimper out between moans. 鈥淔uck, it feels so fucking good.鈥
鈥淵eah? Must be so good after this beautiful little pussy has been neglected for so long,鈥 his arms gently reach around you to keep you pinned to the bed when your back bows off the mattress, 鈥淛ust be a good girl and take it baby. All you have to do is lay there and take it.鈥
You barely hear his praises through the ringing in your ears. The fingers inside of you curl, pressing against that spongy spot you could never quite reach on your own. A thumb lands on your clit, rubbing harsh circles until your spilling all over the hand between your legs, shaking as Loki holds you tightly in his broad arms as the magic continues to draw pleasure from your body.
The orgasms all seem to blend into each other after a certain point. All you can feel is the buzzing of pleasure in your veins, and the feeling of Loki鈥檚 skin against your own as you grip his broad arms, clinging to him desperately as pleasure wracks your body.
You notice the soft tinge of green that glows from his fingers just a second too late, a pornographic moan leaving you when you feel lips wrap around your clit, sucking so delicately that tears of pleasure form in your eyes.
鈥淟oki, please,鈥 you beg, though you鈥檙e not entirely sure what for at this point, 鈥淚 don鈥檛 think I can cum again.鈥
鈥淛ust one more for me princess, you can do that.鈥 He whispers softly, pressing kisses all over your face as his forearm keeps you pinned to the bed so that you can鈥檛 escape the waves of pleasure coursing from between your thighs, 鈥淚 know you鈥檙e close, cum for me princess.鈥
His words send you right over the edge, shaking uncontrollably in his strong arms as you soak the sheets beneath you in your release. It鈥檚 only when you fall back into his arms, completely spent, that you notice the presence between your thighs is gone, as if it was never there in the first place.
鈥淪o you made that for me, huh?鈥 you ask as you finally catch your breath, looking up at him with a giggle.
鈥淚t鈥檚 all for you.鈥 He whispers softly, making heat rush to your cheeks. He still had a way of doing that, making you weak in the knees despite being together for such a long time. 鈥淚 miss you so much when we鈥檙e apart, so I tried to create something that will keep us closer.鈥
You hum contentedly at his words, your heart warming at the thought of being so close to him all the time. Of knowing he spent the time working on his magic so he could figure out a way to make it happen for the two of you.
鈥淐an you feel it too?鈥 you can鈥檛 help but ask.
鈥淚 can more than feel it, princess,鈥 he smirks, bringing two fingers to your lips. Taking them in eagerly, your surprised to taste yourself on them, realising that he could more than just feel you wrapped around him. It was like he had fucked you with his fingers, and you couldn鈥檛 help but moan at the thought of him lying next to you, feeling every caress of your most intimate parts without even having to plunge himself inside you, 鈥淚 feel everything just like I normally can, princess, but I don鈥檛 have to be in the room to make my pretty girl feel good. We can be on opposite sides of the world and still be bonded.鈥
鈥淚 like that,鈥 you say with a warm smile, pulling him into a passionate kiss that leaves you needy for air. You can鈥檛 help but let your eyes wander lower, beneath the sheets until you only have one thought on your mind.
鈥淒oes that mean you can鈥 fuck me like that?鈥 you ask with nervous eyes, comforted by the feeling of his lips on yours.
鈥淣o,鈥 he murmurs between kisses, slowly moving from your lips to your neck.
鈥淲hy not?鈥 you manage to gasp as he sucks a harsh mark into your sweet spot, marking you for everyone to see exactly who you belong to.
鈥淏ecause,鈥 he says with a grin, shifting his body to hover over you, his hard cock pressing into your belly, 鈥淚 would much rather bury my cock deep inside this pretty little pussy instead.鈥
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lokisprettygirl21 hours ago
Love is Selfless, It's Kind (Loki x Female Reader) (Part 32)
Summary: You want immortality but loki have other plans.
Warning : 18 +, filthy smut, this is just them fucking each other through out the chapter, Subby soft loki, cockwarming, Consensual somnophilia, possesive behaviour
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"Lo, I want the immortality " he heard you, he heard you loud and clear. For a second he was over the moon when you said that, but then he realised what made you say it. The tantrum he just threw like a 5 year old, that's what made you change your mind and he can't have that.
"No princess you don't" he mumbled and you cupped his cheeks "I do baby, I do" you comforted him "see this isn't what I wanted" he mumbled and you're so confused. He doesn't want you to have the immortality? Did he change his mind? "I thought you wanted me to take the herb lo" you take a step back and he ran his hands through his hair "I do princess, but I want you to want it, I don't Want you to want it because I want it, does that even make sense? I don't want to guilt trip you into this which is clearly what I just did with my little outburst " he thought you were doing this because he made a scene just now? He was wrong but maybe now's not the time to clarify. He is hurt and he needs love and you're going to give him all the love in the world.
"Lo baby, that's not why I asked for it, let's just talk about it tomorrow okay? When you're sober" you hugged him tightly and he agreed "I'mmmm sobess" he mumbled and it made you giggle, he's clearly tipsy to say the least "I'm sorry for allowing her to dance with you" you walked with him until he hit the bed as you spoke, then you made him sit down, your fingers scratched his scalp and he put his head up to look at you "You should be sorry, how dare you allowed her to touch me" his hands roamed under your dress as he spoke and you bit on your lips at the action..
"I know, what was I thinking? How dare I allowed someone else to touch my precious lo? You're mine" he hummed as he heard you, damn right he's yours and only you can touch him "Mmmhm I am yours, I'm your property, yours to touch , love and fuck as you please, just yours" he looked right into your eyes as he said that, you're going to ruin him with love and affection. "You definitely are sweet baby, forgive me?" you asked him and he nodded in no as his eyes teared up "She touched me everywhere, fix it" what does he mean by everywhere? "Babylove, what do you mean by everywhere?" You asked him as you unbuttoned his shirt slowly "she grabbed my ass when you were talking to her husband" he told you and you're furious now "and you allowed her to do that? Why?" You asked him and he looked at you "because you left me with her, you wanted her to touch me, that's why it hurts so bad"
You definitely didn't want her to touch him at all, it was supposed to be a harmless dance, he's being like a child right now but this reverse jealousy thing is kind of hot. He wants to be your property? Wants you to own him so nobody else would even look at him or lay a finger on him, how can you not be aroused with that "I didn't want her to touch you like that lo, I need you to get that thought out of your pretty head right now do you understand?" You laid him down on the bed and took off his shoes, then socks followed, even his feet looks perfectly carved. He looks like one of those Greek statues.
"Well she did, so fix it princess, I want you to fix it, make me forget and then maybe I'll forgive you" you smiled as you heard him, he was trying to sound intimidating but his voice was so small and weak, he sounded pathetic and submissive. You got on top of him and crawled up on your fours, with your legs on either side of his thighs, you leaned down and kissed him "oh I'm going to make you forget you silly little baby of mine" he moaned into your mouth as you kissed him deeply, his hands moved under the dress and he cupped your ass "she kissed your cheeks right? You hated that?" You asked him as you pulled away "So fucking much, fix it " you smiled as you heard him, you kissed on his right cheek first then licked a stripe with your tongue, a long wet stripe, making sure he felt it and he did indeed, he moaned so sweetly as he felt your tongue then you repeated the action with his other cheek..
You took off his shirt, he looks extra fuckable in black, everytime he wears black you just want to fuck him until he's sobbing and begging you to stop. Your hand roamed all over his torso and then you squeezed his bulge through his pants, that earned you the most delicious sweet whimpery noise you have ever heard "move up, head on the pillows, I want you to watch this, keep your eyes open" you commanded him and he followed your instructions quickly, he was so excited for his ruination "stay there lo, I'm going to tie you up to the headboard" his breath hitched in his chest as he heard you, you got up from the bed, and took out your bag from the closet, you took out two of his ties, you purposefully packed for this very reason. You tied his hands on the either side of the headboard, he kept his eyes on you as you tied him up for use, he looked delicious and you were going to eat him up.
This god of a man, was willing to be so helpless for you, was willing to let you break him , he would let you do anything to him and it made your heart so full. You took off his pants and got him all naked, his cock was begging to be touched, he looked so pitiful, with that expression on his face. He was going to sob and whimper for you and you would love to see him lose himself like that, you got between his legs, and folded his knees up, he felt exposed and it made him harder if it was even possible, you kissed all over his thighs, sucking on that soft pale skin, turning them blue, too bad he heals so fast "ohhh princessss, pleasee you're killing me" he moaned as he felt your mouth too close to his cock, he bucked his hips in the air as if that would provide him the relief.
"Mmmm that's what you wanted pretty baby right? You're mine right, you're my toy and I'm going to play with you" you mumbled and he teared up, you're unreal to him, you're just too good to him, he would never allow anyone to see him in such an exposed vulnerable state, physically as well as emotionally "yess yess please, oh darling yes, ruin me, take me, destroy me please, just keep me with you, I'm yours, don't let them get to me, don't let them touch me" he mumbled mindlessly and you crawled upwards to kiss him softly. Sweetest man there ever could be. "I won't baby, I promise little love, I'm sorry about what happened today" you rubbed your index finger against his cheek and he leaned into the touch "let me make it upto you okay?" You kissed his forehead and he nods in response, then you slid down as you peppered soft kisses from his neck to his torso, you trailed your lips over his v line, he was desperate to feel your mouth on him. He was desperate to be inside your warmth
When he finally felt you sucking him in, he almost lost his mind, he moaned and whimpered with every suck, every lick, everytime you'd take him in deeper he would buck his hips to feel you even more, you placed his cock on his torso and your lips trailed over his balls, kissing and sucking softly, he was so hard and stiff and close to exploding. He watched you working him up so good and he couldn't believe how indecent you looked like that, you were just perfect in every way and he was blessed. For a moment he did forget that other people existed in the universe, he did forget of the immortality, you made him forget everything, as he got closer to his release he sobbed more n more, and you wanted nothing more than to make him blow all in your mouth "Cum pretty baby, you need to cum right ? Let go my sweet love, let me feed on your cum baby" as soon as he heard your filthy words, he came, you felt his cold and caramel flavoured cum filling up your mouth, he was a dream, and you could never even think of losing him or losing him to someone else.
Only you'd get to see him lose himself like this , as promised you feasted on each n every drop and than you sat up as you watched him being so lost in his head, you crawled up to him and kissed him again, he tasted of whiskey and himself. Delicious "Am I forgiven yet?" You asked him as you kissed his forehead and then his nose softly, he looked so lost, it made you want to snuggle him up and protect him forever, nothing shall hurt him or bother him ever again "Never ever let her or anybody else touch me again princess" he mumbled and you kissed him "never I promise, you're all mine sweet cakes" you squeezed his ass with your palms and he giggled "You're forgiven, sorry I drank so much"
He mumbled as he scrunched his forehead and you smiled at him "it's okay we are on vacation". You untied him up and then he made sweet sweet love to you, telling you all about how his cock and every little piece of him belonged to you and only you could touch him, it made you cum sooner than you could have imagined. He's not just possesive about you, he's possesive about being yours, after that you were starving as you both didn't have dinner yet, so he went out and got dinner, he didn't want no more distraction so you stayed at the cottage. You had to talk to him about the immortality tomorrow, you don't want to leave him alone, the world is so cruel and he is too soft for his own good. He can handle himself you know that he's a god, he's not weak but he's weak for you and you're weak for him. You want to spend rest of your life with him, you never really had a doubt about that, you just need to share your fears and insecurities with him.
While he was out to get dinner, you simmered his tea for him, you brought it with you, you didn't know if they'll have the same ones he likes here, he can't live without his tea, the cottage had the cutest little kitchen, you could really see yourself living with him somewhere like this, quiet and peaceful. When he came back, he held you so tightly as if he was gone for months. You both enjoyed the dinner, and the tea in front of the fireplace. He brought the mattress from the bed and placed it in front of the fireplace so you both can sleep there "Do you remember the night, you invited me the first time inside your apartment?" he asked you, and you smiled at the memory, he was lying on the mattress with you on top of him, you kept your chin on his chest as you heard him talk "Ofcourse I do I was so nervous and you looked too good, I was afraid I would do something stupid"
He giggled as he heard you "like what?" He asked you curiously, his fingers playing with your hair "like kiss you and make a fool of myself" he looked at you intently as you said that "you wanted to kiss me?" He questioned again "Everyday since I met you, I wanted to kiss you and drown you in affection, you were so touch starved, and love starved and I wanted to fill you with love but I didn't want to cross a line" he teared up as he heard you, now wishing you would have done that "You should have crossed the line princess because you know I was just waiting for you to make the move, I was too scared to do it myself" you kissed his forehead as you snuggled into him "I know that now, i just couldn't imagine someone like you being interested in me like that, I did get attention from guys before but were you loki, and I know I know, now you'll say I'm your princess and I should know my worth but at that time it just seemed impossible for me to imagine a god of a man like you being interested in me romantically"
He kissed you deeply as he heard you, you didn't need assurance, you knew your worth, he just needed you to feel him. It was cold out here at night, so the fire felt really good, you wondered though if it bothered him since he was a frost giant but he told you that it didn't bother him in his aesir form "want to stay in while we sleep?" You asked him and he smirked at you "do you even have to ask silly girl?" You took off your underwear and he rubbed your lips until you were wet enough to slide him in. Then he situated you on top of him comfortably, wrapped you both up in a blanket and caressed your head until you fell asleep.
In the middle of the night he woke up, fire was still burning golden red and it reflected perfectly on your face, you looked so pretty on top of him, so delectable, and he was hard inside you, he had your permission and he was going to take you, he flipped you over like that carefully, somehow still inside you, you moaned in your sleep as you felt the movement, his eyes burned with lust and immense love for you, you were just in one of his shirts, he unbuttoned you slowly so he could feel your skin, and watch your breasts jiggle as he would thrust in and out of you, you were his and he needed to claim you even in your sleep.
This is the third time you were going to take him in 24 hours, three times, he could even do more if he tried, he was insatiable for you, he could stay inside you forever if you'd let him, he kissed your lips softly and started moving I and out of your cunt slowly, he moaned as he felt the tightness and you were starting to feel more n more slippery, he heard you moaning in his ear and he almost lost it, did you think you were dreaming? He felt so dirty taking you like this, you looked so innocent as you slept and he felt debauched "pretty girl, taking me so good even in your sleep, fuck you're the best girl aren't you? So good for me my love, doing so well, taking my cock like you were born for this" he wrapped your legs around his waist and his murmuring voice and weak thrusts finally made you open your eyes.
He was hiding his head in the crook of your neck, you felt so good to him "oh godd lo" you moaned loudly and he looked at you, the sight of him thrusting in and out of you like that made you so painfully aroused, he took you in your sleep and you woke up to him so desperate like that "how long long did I sleep with you fucking me like that?" You asked him and he kissed you "too long princess, as if it was the most natural thing for you, you slept through me fucking you in your sleep princess, always willing to take me in hmm? Such a whore for me even in your sleep, can't resist me can you?" he mumbled and groaned loudly, he wouldn't last long, you gyrated your hips to match his rhythm, his filthy words made you wild. You were so close, and so was he,
"I can't lo..fuck baby..Goddd, my godd I'm going to cum" you mumbled, you wanted to hold on and do it with him, but he made it so hard "cum now my pilant little whore, my perfect cocksleeve" he whispered and you couldn't hold any longer, he's filthy like this and you love all of his sides, he growled, he literally growled as he felt you moaning his name so loud as you let go, he didn't hold back either, he came so hard inside you, you felt him cooling your insides, always felt so exhilarating.
"I love you my princess, no matter what happens in future, I'm never letting you go okay? Not today, not tomorrow, never, I'm going to keep you like this fir me forever" he mumbled as he rode his high with you, forever? Did he mean his forever or yours?
Next morning when you woke up, he wasn't there, he left a note that he was out to get breakfast, you're a hungry little human and he didn't want you to starve. You got ready after taking a shower, you saw the plant he kept next to the window and watered it, a small smile on your lips as you did. You were still scared but not as much as before, and you wanted to tell him that you were ready for this, you knew he was hurting and you couldn't have him hurt anymore. When he came back he looked distraught for some reason "morning baby, something wrong?" You kissed him and he hugged you so tight "no princess, just missed you" he mumbled and you smiled. He bumped into Joan and she tried to invite him to her cottage, he obviously declined but it left a bad taste in his mouth. He didn't want to ruin your mood first thing in the morning.
"Lo.. I .. I want the immortality" you told him and he took a step back "princess we talked about this last night, you made your decision and I'm okay with it, I promise, don't change it for me please" he held you by your shoulders as he kissed your forehead "I'm not ..I mean I am ..but now for the reasons you think" you told him and he huffed "I know the reason y/n, I forced you into agreeing and I don't want that" okay maybe can he just listen to you instead of making up his own stories?
"We are not going to discuss this further" he told you as he went into the kitchen to unpack the breakfast "Umm Weee are not going to discuss it?" You looked at him as you crossed your arms, he already showered before he left and he looked cute as fuck in his full sleeves grey t shirt you bought for him, it fitted him perfectly, you could see all his abs if you squint hard, this can't end up in a fight, this needs to end up with him under you, a moaning whimpering mess as you ride him to hell while he keeps that shirt on.
"Yes princess, please I can't do It like this, I can't have you make such a huge commitment because I made you or forced you, you can choose to be with me however long you want, it's your decision love" he teared up as he spoke and you sighed.
"That's not why I denied in the first place lo, I didn't deny it because I didn't want to live forever with you" you raised your voice a little and he looked at you "Then why did you? What's the reason?" He asked you as he walked over to you.
"Because I'm scared lo, I'm scared someday, hundreds of years later, you would leave me, or find someone new, or get bored of this or me, I mean our relationship is still new lo, we haven't been constantly together even for a year, we broke up twice and got back and it feels like the feelings will remain the same forever, but that's not how it works lo, things get boring in a long term relationship, you'd lose the excitement , the butterflies and I'm scared that someday the very little things you love about me will start to bother you and you'd go out and look for something new and something exciting, I didn't deny because I couldn't live forever with you I denied because I can't go on without you for thousands of years, all alone in case you changed your mind" you said all that in one breath and your voice broke by the end of it, you can't lose him.
He's not the only one worried about losing you, You would be lost without him too. If you take this leap of faith, there's no looking back, no turning back, you both will have to have each other's back forever untill the last moments of your lives. When he thought of forever he wasn't really thinking about all these factors, he have already lived for thousand years so he knew what he was missing and what he needed. He needed you and he found you but your fears are valid too and he understands, you just needed him to assure you but he said something that made you feel like he was giving up on you.
"Then don't take the immortality, I am fine with it, I'll lose mine, I'll become a mortal"
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ina-lover3 months ago
A/N: These are nsfw alphabet headcannons for some of Tom Hiddleston's characters. It also has him in it. If there are any characters excluded, it's because I don't really know how they're like and yeah. Enjoy.
Tom Hiddleston
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A: Aftercare (What they鈥檙e like after sex) So, Tom is very sweet aftwerwards. He'll clean you both up, cuddle up beside you and hold you tight until the two of you fall asleep.
B: Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also of you) It's pretty obvious that Tom is proud of his ass. He likes to wear suits that can't help but to show it. But, as far as you, he loves your legs and thighs. He kisses them everytime when you're in bed, carressing them and placing countless love bites on them.
C: Cum (Anything to do with cum basically鈥 I鈥檓 a disgusting person) He loves when you swallow and compliment him for how he tastes. Sometimes he'll take it on his finger and dip it into your mouth for you to suck it.
D: Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Although he punishes you for it, Tom loves when you bite his bottom lip or sometimes when you nibble his ear.
E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they鈥檙e doing?) Tom is a fairly experienced man and he knows exactly what he's doing. His thrusts are always the right pace, never too fast and never too slow. He always makes sure to bring you the most satisfaction you've ever had.
F: Favorite Position (This goes without saying.) Tom's favorite position is missionary. He just loves looking into your eyes while he fucks you rough and deep. And sometimes he will place one or two of your legs around him to hit that deeper spot within you.
G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) Really it depends on his mood. If he's had a rough day, or if he wants to be rough with you, everything is totally serious. But if he's in a goofy mood, he'll crack a little joke from time to time while he watches your face conrort from laughter to pleasure.
H: Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) Tom is pretty well groomed. His hair is not all the way nonexistent below the waist but he still has it trimmed well enough for you not to be grossed out by it.
I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect鈥) Tom has a nice level of intimacy. Sometimes just out of nowhere he'll cook for you or buy you your favorite flowers just to remind you of how much he loves you.
J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) He's never been the one to masturbate even before you so he has to be waiting for quite a long while for him to put his hand to work. He doesn't see the point in it when he has you for his sexual needs.
K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) Tom has a daddy kink. Whenever you moan out that word, he finds himself becoming harder by the second.
L: Location (Favourite places to do the do) Aside from the bed, Tom likes the couch and he loves doing it in a chair. He loves having you bounce on his cock while he's trying to read a script or do his work.
M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) Whenever you're teasing him, eating suckers, popsicles or maybe even excercising on a bouncy ball it just causes a large distraction for Tom and he feels the need to claim you again and again.
N: NO (Something they wouldn鈥檛 do, turn-offs) Tom is pretty open to mostly anything but he doesn't like messing with any other bodily fluids than your slick. So a big no to blood kinks.
O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) Tom likes giving as much as he likes receiving. He loves to make you feel good as much as you do the same to him. He normally will bury his head between your thighs and straight up devour you like his last meal on Earth.
P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) This depends on how he's feeling. If he's feeling romantic, he'll go slow with deep and rough thrusts, teasing you with every inch of his cock. But if you've been a bad girl, he will teach you a lesson and go fast and rough, pulling your hair while he does it.
Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) Tom prefers proper sex but if he has to have you then and there, a quickie will do and will be followed with proper sex sometime on the same day.
R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) Although he doesn't do it often, Tom loves to take risks. They are pretty exciting to do like when he fucked you on the airplane and y'all didn't get caught.
S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last鈥) Tom has some pretty good stamina. He can last for hours without needing sleep. Which, might I add was fun for you to test.
T: Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) Tom likes to use toys on you for punishments. He prefers using a vibrator on you, turning it to the highest setting and having you begging him to cum.
U: Unfair (how much they like to tease) Tom likes to tease you at the worst moments. You may be having dinner with some friends and he'll throw some innuendos or whisper provacative things in your ear. You'll politely excuse yourself and end up leaving early so Tom can finish what he started.
V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) Tom has medium volume. He'll groan and grunt when he feels how well your gripping him or when you're close and clenching around him for dear life.
W: Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) The wildest thing that Tom ever did to you was finger you at a restuarant while the two of you were on a double date. You were squirming and trying to form correct sentences but unfortunately you couldn't. It ended in Tom escorting the both of you out and fucking you in his car. You went back to finish the double date and Tom couldn't help but grin at you.
X: X-Ray (Let鈥檚 see what鈥檚 going on in those pants, picture or words) Tom is most definitely above average. A good 7-9 inches best suits him. I mean, Disney didn't edit his crotch out for nothing.
Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Tom's sex drive has calmed down a little bit. He still has a high one though. Tom feels the need to please you twice every 10 days, which leaves you always completely satisfied.
Z: ZZZ (鈥 how quickly they fall asleep afterward) Tom is not the one to fall asleep first. You'll fall asleep on his bare chest and he'll wrap his arm around you and brush your hair quietly until he dozes off along with you.
Loki Laufeyson
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A: Aftercare (What they're like after sex) He is quite a little cute one when it comes to aftercare. Loki will magic away any painful bruises he's put on you if he was a little too rough. He will make sure to clean you up and also magics the sheets clean as well. If you're hungry afterwards, he may conjure some grapes or chocolate covered strawberries for you to feast on.
B: Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also of you) Loki loves his legs and so do you. He'll walk a certain way and stride proudly with those long legs of his. Loki's favorite part of you is your ass. He loves spanking it and he loves watching whenever you bend over. He likes how round and curvy it is and sometimes he'll rub it.
C: Cum (Anything to do with cum basically鈥 I鈥檓 a disgusting person) Sometimes after Loki has fucked you, he loves to have you walk around with his dried cum on your thighs and inner thighs. It reminds him of who you belong to and how much fun he had while taking you.
D: Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Although Loki is the dominate one, he loves to be a sub for you. You may tease him or so and he'll fight for self control to allow you to do it to him because he really enjoys it.
E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they鈥檙e doing?) To be quite honest, Loki probably has the most experience in the world. He's been with different races and genders through centuries and has even shapeshifted into a female to learn about the body more in depth. So Loki knows exactly what he is doing.
F: Favorite Position (This goes without saying.) Loki has a variety of positions that he loves but his favorites are doggie style and reverse cowgirl. He just loves to pull your hair while he fucks you into pure bliss.
G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) Loki is never goofy during sex. He's always a serious one, whether the two of you are making love or if you're getting your brains fucked out he is always serious.
H: Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) Loki is basically totally bare down there. He uses his magic to keep his appearance like that and you really don't mind it. He has the most beautiful cock you've ever seen.
I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect鈥) Loki is a secret romantic. He loves to get you all the things you want and all the things you ask for. He'll massage your body after bad battles and he loves to have little sessions to rub in just how much he loves you. Loki is very intimate when he wants to be.
J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) Loki doesn't really masturbate perse. If the two of you have been seperate for a while, he'll try and concentrate really hard and conjure a clone of you. If his concentration breaks or so, he'll settle for a illusion of you and put his hand to use.
K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) Loki is a kinky motherfucker. He has a large breeding kink and knife kink. To be quite honest, the only kink he wouldn't try out is the blood kink. Loki would never harm you enough for you to bleed but the rest of the ones he would definitely use and try out.
L: Location (Favourite places to do the do) I honestly don't know his favorite place since he likes to fuck you anywhere and everywhere. However, my guess would be somewhere in public. He loves the excitement it brings and taking you right when someone has walked right beside the both of you.
M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) Loki loves when you were skintight things and miniskirts. He can't help but to stare at you when you've accidently dropped something and you bend over to pick it up, showing a lot of skin from the revealing miniskirt. It just makes him want to rip it all off in an instant.
N: No聽(Something they wouldn鈥檛 do, turn offs) Loki would never allow you to do wax play on him considering his natural heritage and he won't share you with anyone either. You belong to him. O: Oral聽(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Loki loves giving more than receiving. He loves to watch you under him, writhing and moaning from the way he uses that wonderful silver tongue. But, he receives just as much as you do, commanding you to kneel or just forcing you on your knees to please him. P: Pace聽(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Loki is normally fast and rough, making everything feel like he's splitting your body apart. The only time he is slow and sensual is when he's feeling more vulnerable and romantic. Q: Quickie聽(Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Loki prefers proper sex and quickies are very rare in your relationship. He will always cast an illusion, take you in the nearest corner and fuck you right then and there. R: Risk聽(Are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Loki is a very risky one. He loves to take risks and the rushed feeling of the possibility of getting caught or maybe even getting arrested depending on what you're doing and where you are at. S: Stamina聽(How many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Considering he's a god and Frost Giant, Loki can last for a whole day. He has superhuman stamina and has more than enough energy to please you. T: Toys聽(Do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) So, Loki has like 10 different sex toys and he mostly uses them on you. Sometimes, he'll let you use one on him if he allows you to be dominate but the chances are very slim. U: Unfair聽(How much they like to tease) Loki is a big tease. He likes to twirl his fingers around inside you under a table around different Avengers, using his magic on your cunt, or sometimes he'll just whisper sexual fantasies in your ear. The teasing goes on and on and he is an endless tease. V: Volume聽(How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Loki is not that loud. Most the time he makes low moans, growls, and grunts while you scream out his name. W: Wild Card聽(A random headcanon for the character) Loki likes having his hair tugged on and his back being scratched. He loves light pain. X: X-Ray聽(Let鈥檚 see what鈥檚 going on under those clothes) Loki is extremely huge below the belt. His 脝ser form has a nice 8-10 inches while his J枚tunn form has 10-12 inches. He doesn't have much girth but his cock is very lengthy. Y: Yearning聽(How high is their sex drive?) Loki has a really high sex drive. Him being the brother of Thor doesn't help much since he has to fight battles with him. Since he goes through a lot of stress and is just horny on a regular daily basis, his sex drive is astronomical. Z: Zzz聽(How quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Loki will cuddle up with you afterwards but because he doesn't really need sleep, he may close his eyes and act as if he's sleeping. When you wake up, you always see him smile down at you sitting on the bed with a book in hand.
Thomas Sharpe
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A: Aftercare聽(What they鈥檙e like after sex) Thomas is always sweet afterwards. He cuddles up with you and cleans the both of you up, kissing almost every part of your body saying a hushed "I love you" every now and then. B: Body Part聽(Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner鈥檚) He doesn't really have a favorite body part of himself because he's just that humble. But, his favorite part of you is your lips. He loves the softness and how pliant they are especially when he kisses you. C: Cum聽(Anything to do with cum, basically) Thomas would love to cum in you but he's afraid to. He doesn't want you getting pregnant only for Lucille to kill you and possibly your child. D: Dirty Secret聽(Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Thomas is a shy freak and he loves the idea of using ropes, blindfolds, and restraints in the bedroom whether it's on him or you. E: Experience聽(How experienced are they? Do they know what they鈥檙e doing?) Thomas has some nice experience and he always gives you mind shattering orgasms time and time again. F: Favorite Position聽(This goes without saying) His favorite position is cowgirl. Thomas likes for you to be in control. He's a natural sub but also a soft dom. G: Goofy聽(Are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Thomas is mostly always serious when he's in bed with you. He only will crack a small joke every once and a while to see your beautiful smile. H: Hair聽(How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Thomas isn't that hairy but he does have a little hair down there. It's just a small bit and it doesn't at all bother you. I: Intimacy聽(How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect) Thomas is practically romantic all the time. He loves to worship your body and you as much as he possibly can. He is a very intimate man. J: Jack Off聽(Masturbation headcanon) Thomas isn't the one to really jack off. He's very patient and since you don't leave him waiting for a long time, he never has the need to. K: Kink聽(One or more of their kinks) Thomas has a growing exhibitionism kink. He has a thing for mirrors, and he has a praise kink. He love to congradulate you whenever you've been a good girl. L: Location聽(Favorite places to do the do) He likes things like the floor, walls, counters, places like that. M: Motivation聽(What turns them on, gets them going) Thomas loves when you were tight corsets with your hair down. He finds himself having to shift around in his seat from the uncomfortable bulge in his pants and he'll find a secure enough place to bring the both of you to fix the large hard on. N: No聽(Something they wouldn鈥檛 do, turn offs) Thomas will not bring any pain to you whatsoever or degrade you in any type of way. You did ask him about it once but he politely refused. O: Oral聽(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Thomas gives more than he receives and he prefers it that way. He likes to worship you for the wonderful woman you are and loves to see you crumble from the slightest flicks of his tongue. P: Pace聽(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Thomas is just about always slow and sensual with a little roughness. The only times he isn't, is when he has been extremely stressed from Lucille. He'll drag you into the nearest room and fuck you hard and fast, making you bite your lip and try to be quiet. Q: Quickie聽(Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) You and Thomas sometimes have quickies while you're out at a ball or so. Thomas most of the time will wait it out but considering how horny you feel around him, some days he'd just have to excuse himself and satisfy your needs. R: Risk聽(Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.) Thomas isn't extremely risky but he does take risks every once and a while. He loves the rush of excitement he feels when claiming you at a party and knowing that you could get caught.
S: Stamina聽(How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?) Thomas can last for a nice 3-5 hours. He has wonderful stamina.
T: Toys聽(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) Thomas doesn't really have sex toys. He only has a couple that he'll use on you. He likes to use them while you're blindfolded and begging for him to please you. U: Unfair聽(How much they like to tease) He isn't much of a tease. He'll only tease you on rare occasions. On all of them, he'll whisper in your ear or quietly squeeze your thigh. You'll bite your knuckle or lip, trying to hide your sudden arousal. V: Volume聽(How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Thomas is very quiet. His moans and purrs are really soft like that of a kitten which turns you on even more. W: Wild Card聽(A random headcanon for the character) When Thomas first had sex with you, he had you surrounded by mirrors because you felt insecure. He wanted to show you how beautiful you really are.
X: X-ray聽(Let鈥檚 see what鈥檚 going on under those clothes) Thomas has a nice 6-8 inches. His cock is still above average but it's enough for you to be able to take without getting hurt. Y: Yearning聽(How high is their sex drive?) Thomas doesn't have a high sex drive. His sex drive is pretty low. He feels that the two of you don't have to have sex all the time and just can have a relationship between each other. Z: Zzz聽(How quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Thomas doesn't automatically fall asleep. You'll be the first to doze off and he'll watch you for a while, holding you tight until he drifts off with you. Adam
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A: Aftercare聽(What they鈥檙e like after sex) Adam will zoom around and clean you up afterwards then crawl in the bed with you, brushing your hair with his fingers as you talk to each other. B: Body Part聽(Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner鈥檚) Adam loves his muscles. He shows them off in the house all the time, walking around shirtless and showing of his beautiful fisique. His favorite body part of you is your neck. Sometimes he'll choke it, leave all types of marks on it, and sometimes graze his fangs over your pulse. C: Cum聽(Anything to do with cum, basically) Adam loves to watch his cum drip out of you and how you'll sometimes eat it.
D: Dirty Secret聽(Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Adam loves reckless sex. He likes to just shove things off of the nearest table or so and fuck you right on it. As long as his instruments don't get torn up or hurt, he loves to be reckless with you. E: Experience聽(How experienced are they? Do they know what they鈥檙e doing?) Because he's been alive for centuries, Adam has had plenty of experience throughout the years. He most definitely knows what he's doing with you and exactly how to do it. F: Favorite Position聽(This goes without saying) Adam's favorite positions are doggy style and scissors. He loves scissors more because it's such a unique and underrated position. G: Goofy聽(Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.) Adam is mostly serious but he is a little bit of a conversator in bed so he may make a small joke here and there while he fucks the living daylights out of you. H: Hair聽(How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) He doesn't have much hair. The only hair you can find below the belt would be towards the base. I: Intimacy聽(How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect) Adam is known to be a romantic so he does very well with intimacy. Because he can never find the words to express just how much he loves you, it always ends in him making love to you, leaving love bites everywhere. J: Jack Off聽(Masturbation headcanon) Adam never really masturbates. He's very patient amd since you have a nice level of libido, he never has the need to masturbate. K: Kink聽(One or more of their kinks) Since he is a vampire, Adam has a blood kink. He used to bite your neck or thigh and drink his fill from you during sex. However, since he has turned you into a vampire, he never drinks your blood unless you're on your cycle. The smell just drives him insane. L: Location聽(Favorite places to do the do) Adam likes places that are normally outside, on the car, in an alleyway, things like that just gets him going. M: Motivation聽(What turns them on, gets them going) Adam loves when you wear dark colors like a leather miniskirt with tights and a black shirt. He also likes when you wear chokers. It just makes him feel the need to brutally fuck you. N: No聽(Something they wouldn鈥檛 do, turn offs) Adam would never allow you to use a sex toy on him. He just doesn't like the idea of it. O: Oral聽(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Adam likes to give more than he receives although the both of you give and receive the same amount. He likes watching the beautiful faces you make when you're experiencing an orgasm just from the simple way he moves his tongue and uses his mouth. P: Pace聽(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Adam is mostly fast and rough. He is only slow and sensual when making love to you. Q: Quickie聽(Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Adam barely ever has quickies with you. He prefers proper sex but if he feels the need to have you right then and there, he won't waste any time. R: Risk聽(Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.) He loves to experiment with you and likes to take risks. He isn't very risky but he does like having some excitement in your relationship.
S: Stamina聽(How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?) He can go from nighttime to dawn. He's usually the first to cum or the two of you will cum together but he still will fuck the shit out of you. T: Toys聽(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) Adam has a drawer full of different sex toys and he likes to uss them all on you. He loves little vibrator bullets, chains, and whips. U: Unfair聽(How much they like to tease) Adam isn't that big of a tease but he still will mess with you every once and a while. After a performance, he may sneak in the audience and stand behind you and press your body against his just so you can feel how hard he is. V: Volume聽(How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Adam has medium volume when it comes to sex. He's not going to be very vocal unless he's really close to cumming. W: Wild Card聽(A random headcanon for the character) When the two of you first met, you helped Adam to open up more and to actually have more of a liking towards humans. X: X-Ray聽(Let鈥檚 see what鈥檚 going on under those clothes) He has a nice 7-9 inches. He is above average and always knows what he's doing when he's pleasing you. Y: Yearning聽(How high is their sex drive?) Since he's into creating music, his sex drive is low. Adam doesn't normally ask for sex from you unless he's been very stressed out. But thanks to you, the two of you have a pretty daily sex schedule.
Z: Zzz聽(How quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Considering Adam loves sleep, sometimes he does drift away before you. But he's never fell asleep before cleaning you up.
Robert Laing
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A: Aftercare聽(What they鈥檙e like after sex) Robert will always cuddle with you after sex then pick you up to shower with him so that the two of you can get clean...which let's be honest doesn't always work and sometimes leads to another round. B: Body Part聽(Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner鈥檚) Robert is very proud of his abs and biceps. He loves the way you'll beg to remove his clothes during sex and he just can't help but to. His favorite part of you is your inner thighs. He'll leave countless hickies and he really loves what's in between them.
C: Cum聽(Anything to do with cum, basically) Because he has an obsession with paint, he likes to paint your body with his cum. D: Dirty Secret聽(Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Robert has a thing for being scratched. He loves back scratching or having you ride him and scrape your nails along his chest. E: Experience聽(How experienced are they? Do they know what they鈥檙e doing?) Robert has a nice bit of experience. Before the High Rise, he had been with models and foreign women of different shapes and sizes. He always knows what he's doing. F: Favorite position聽(This goes without saying) His favorite position is legs on shoulders. He loves to having your legs on his shoulders while he fucks you. G: Goofy聽(Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.) Robert will be serious and goofy most of the time. He'll tell a joke here and there about his day then go back to the task at hand, to bring you into utter satisfaction. H: Hair聽(How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Robert does have a few little hairs but it doesn't at all bug you and isn't enough to fuss about. I: Intimacy聽(how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect) He can be a true sweetheart in a romantic moment. He'll by you your favorite flowers, make a candlelit dinner then bring you into the bedroom later for some tender love making. J: Jack Off聽(Masturbation headcanon) Robert doesn't masturbate much since you're normally always there to tend to his sexual needs. K: Kink聽(One or more of their kinks) Robert has a breeding kink, a daddy kink, and a large exhibitionism kink. He is a kinky man and he can't help it. L: Location聽(Favorite places to do the do) He loves to claim you on balconies, patios, in the pool, and in places out in public. M: Motivation聽(What turns them on, gets them going) Seeing you in short dresses and skirts just do something to him. He always gets rock hard at the sight and has to shift a little in his seat as he stares at you. N: No聽(Something they wouldn鈥檛 do, turn offs) Because he's an explorer when it comes to the bedroom, I can't think of anything except that he will not try any weird kinks. O: Oral聽(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Robert is more of a receiver but he will eat you out from time to time, watching your legs spasm at the feeling of his tongue. P: Pace聽(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Robert is rarely ever slow and sensual. He is almost always fast and rough. The only time he will be slow and sensual is when he feels the need to let you feel how deeply he loves you. Q: Quickie聽(Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Quickies are not the usual thing in your relationship however they aren't totally foreign. You do have quickies from time to time but Robert prefers proper sex. R: Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.) Robert is a pretty risky guy. He loves to take risks and have that wonderful rush of excitement. S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?) He has pretty nice stamina. He can last from 4 hours to 6. T: Toys聽(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) Robert loves to use toys on you. He has about 5 of them all for you. He loves watching you squirm and seeing how red your cunt will be from overstimulation. U: Unfair聽(How much they like to tease) Robert is a large tease. He'll finger you under the table while having dinner with one of your fellow friends from the high rise. V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Robert is always vocal during sex, making loud groans, grunts, and moans but you always seem to be louder. W: Wild card聽(A random headcanon for the character) Robert loves to do breath play and temperature play on you. He likes how responsive your body is to the slightest of touches he makes. X: X-Ray (Let鈥檚 see what鈥檚 going on under those clothes) He has a beautiful 8-9 inches below the belt that he loves to pleasure you with. Y: Yearning (How high is their sex
drive?) Robert has a very high sex drive and a raging one at that. Each month he gets hornier and hornier. Z: Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Robert normally will watch as you drift off to sleep, playing with your hair or simply telling you about how he felt about his day. Then, he'll go asleep with you.
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earlgreydream8 months ago
| loki x avenger!reader | fluff | smut |
requested by my favorite @fitzfiles
a/n: this is completely indulgent, but we love loki in this household
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Whenever you walked into a room, conversation ceased. The other avengers would glance at you, and often leave or just stare. You hated it at Stark Tower, and you would鈥檝e left if you thought you could even make it ten feet out the door before Stark dragged you back, kicking and screaming.
The other avengers didn鈥檛 trust you after your attempt on Banner鈥檚 life in a misunderstanding. You didn鈥檛 realize that Banner didn鈥檛 mean to destroy your home when he was in his hulk-form, and that Banner himself had no knowledge of the tragedy. Your revenge did not pan out as planned when Wanda and Vision had caught you, preventing you from carrying out your assassination.聽
You had screamed and fought back, but Wanda鈥檚 magic was stronger than your own. You hadn鈥檛 been fortunate enough to receive training, not until Fury and Stark decided you would be a great addition to the avengers.
The only person who seemed to put up with you was Bucky, the ex-assassin. He wasn鈥檛 as openly cold to you, and he had even stuck up for you against his boyfriend, Steve, when he argued with Stark about the questionable safety of letting you roam Stark Tower.聽
The other person who didn鈥檛 give you any grief, was Loki, the god of mischief. He was the other outcast, hated by most for attempting to overthrow New York and enslave its people a few years before. You rarely saw him, because he was either reading in the library, or arguing with his insufferable brother, Thor.
You couldn鈥檛 sleep in your room, tossing and turning in the sheets. Finally, you got up and walked around the silent hallways. It was late, and everyone was asleep. You slipped into the kitchen, stealing one of Thor鈥檚 poptarts he kept in high cabinets. You were floating above the ground in order to reach them, and you looked behind you at the sound of a laugh.聽
Thor鈥檚 brother, Loki, stood in the dark kitchen, and your feet came to rest on top of the counters, so you were standing over him. You silently handed him the second poptart from your package, trying to bribe him into secrecy. Loki smirked at you, taking the poptart from your hand.聽
鈥淲ere these the last ones?鈥
You nodded, and he looked even more amused.
鈥淢y brother will be feral.鈥
鈥淲e鈥檒l blame it on Stark,鈥 you suggested with a small smirk. Loki smiled at you, offering up a hand to help you down off the counter. You took it, jumping to the floor with ease.聽
You went back to bed, curling up in the blankets and drifting off. You woke up to the sound of Thor shouting about his poptarts, and you smiled to yourself.聽
You didn鈥檛 see much of Loki for several days, Steve and Stark working you to the bone in training. You were fed up of Strange struggling to help you with your magic, giving up when he didn鈥檛 have the patience.聽
They finally sent you away, and you showered and went to the library, wanting to just relax, away from the avengers and their judgement. Loki was curled up in the corner of a couch near the fire, absorbed in a novel. You smiled when you saw him, the closest person you had to a friend.聽
You walked to the couch, sitting down on the opposite end, listening to the fire. Loki smiled at you over the top of his book, and you picked up one of his finished novels off the coffee table, losing yourself in the story.
After your training sessions, you spent quiet evenings in the library with Loki, then grabbing something to eat after your colleagues cleared out of the kitchen for the night.聽
鈥淚鈥檝e just finished the best fantasy novel. I can show you, if you鈥檇 like.鈥 Loki offered as the two of you finished a platter of fruit left on the kitchen island.聽
鈥淵es, please!鈥 You said excitedly, following him to the library.聽
You sat down on the couch and he walked around to the shelves, pulling a thick novel from the third row. He had a gentle smile as he walked back to you, taking a seat beside you. His leg brushed against yours, and you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach.聽
Loki enthusiastically recalled the plot for you, setting the novel into your hands gently. You grinned, listening to him happily, enjoying the way his eyes sparkled with delight as he spoke to you.
Loki was infatuated with you. From the moment that you had been brought to the tower, you caught his eye. A frightened and angry young witch, held there against her will, made him sympathetic. He knew what that was like, and he hated the way that the others looked at you in disgust. He kept his distance from you and your moody attitude, until he had found you stealing food in the kitchen from his brother. From that moment on, you started being around him more and more, until you were spending every evening together in the library.聽
It was like your own safe, private world, where the two of you could enjoy yourselves and each other without judgement. You had swapped novels and ate together, eventually discussing what you鈥檇 read over the gentle cracking of the fireplace.聽
On a particularly stormy afternoon, Strange had knocked you off the dueling platform, and your body ached from the impact with the marble floor of the training room.聽
You were limping when you walked into the library that night, and Loki noticed immediately. He closed his book and stood up, moving toward you. You stopped walking, watching his expression twist into one of worry.聽
鈥淵ou鈥檙e hurt.鈥
鈥淛ust a little bit sore.鈥 You answered, and he slowly lifted your shirt, revealing a dark bruise on your waist and hip, where you had collided with the ground only an hour before.聽
Loki knelt down beside you and tenderly laid his hand over your bruised body, green sparks dancing over your skin. His magic touch felt like electricity, and you watched him heal the pain and damage done to your body. The bruise had faded when he removed his hand, dropping your shirt. He looked up at you, and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
鈥淭hank you,鈥 you murmured as he hugged you.
鈥淥f course, darling.鈥澛
鈥淲ill you read to me from that Asgardian novel you promised?鈥 You asked Loki when he set you down.聽
You followed him, and you laid down with your head on his lap, nervous about his reaction. He smiled down at you, and his fingers went to brush through your hair as he began to read aloud in english, translating for you.聽
His voice was smooth and serene and you listened to him for hours. You drifted off in the safety of Loki鈥檚 presence, sleepy from training.聽
When you woke up, he was silently reading another novel, his hand resting on your waist, the top half of your body draped over his lap, your arms folded under your head.聽
鈥淥h, I鈥檓 sorry,鈥 You apologized shyly, moving off of the trickster.聽
鈥淔or what?鈥 he asked, tilting his head to the side, confused as to why you were sorry.聽
鈥淔or falling asleep on you.鈥
鈥淚 don鈥檛 mind at all,鈥 he smiled, and you blushed, adjusting your Stark Industries hoodie. The Asgardian novel sat on the coffee table, a bookmark nestled in between its pages. Loki watched you, only half paying attention to the book he had, and you rubbed your eyes, trying to wake up. You finally gave up, feeling sleepy, so you grabbed a blanket and curled up on the opposite end of the couch.
Loki wished you鈥檇 laid back on his lap, enjoying you curled up on him, even though you were innocently sleeping. You didn鈥檛 seem that comfortable on the couch, and he discarded his book before standing. He lifted your passed-out body, carrying you gently to your bedroom.聽
Stark watched him as he passed in the hall, and he hesitated before letting Loki disappear with you. Loki closed your door quietly with his foot, laying you down in your clean sheets. He pulled the duvet over you and turned on the switch that made tiny, electronic stars light up all over your ceiling. Stark had built and installed them for you, a gesture of peace once you鈥檇 moved into the tower.聽
You stirred, but your eyes felt too heavy to open. You vaguely registered you were no longer in the library, but your need for rest dragged you under.聽
鈥淚t鈥檚 alright, darling, get some sleep,鈥 Loki left you to rest, closing your door softly.
You woke up late, a rhythmic melody of rain hitting the roof overhead. The room was dim, clouds concealing the sun outside, and you were thankful for the weekend. You hadn鈥檛 remembered going to bed last night, and your last memory was being with Loki in the library.聽
You got up and changed, wandering around the tower in search of Loki. The library was empty, and the fire extinguished. The last place you looked was his bedroom, and you knocked softly on the door. It swung open to reveal the god, who was practicing magic, transforming objects into animals. He was bent over a large Asgardian spellbook, and he seemed focus.
鈥淚 can come back...鈥 You murmured, and he shook his head.
鈥淣o, come in, please.鈥 He smiled at you, waving his fingers, and a staff turned into a hissing snake. You jumped back with a frightened shriek, and Loki moved his hand again, and the snake jumped into his grasp before returning to a staff.聽
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 mean to frighten you, Y/N.鈥
Loki set down the staff, and you rubbed your arms.
鈥淒id you take me to bed last night?鈥 You asked, and Loki raised his eyebrows.聽
鈥淵es, do you not remember?鈥
You shook your head, and he looked into your eyes, trying to decipher your emotions. You murmured a quiet thank-you, and he smiled. You walked closer to the table, and Loki leaned over you.聽
鈥淧ick up the bowl, darling.鈥 Loki instructed softly, and you obeyed, cupping the ceramic in your hands. Loki performed the spell a second time, and the bowl transformed into a tiny, fuzzy bunny. Its nose twitched and it snuggled into your hand. You looked up at Loki in delight, and you held the sweet animal to your chest.
He smiled warmly at you before turning the rabbit back into a bowl. You set it on the table, and he closed the spellbook.聽
鈥淲ant to continue our novel?鈥 He asked you, offering his hand. You nodded, placing your hand in his, and he slipped his fingers in yours, squeezing your hand gently. You blushed, walking with him, holding hands as you moved toward the library.聽
You passed a group of the avengers, and they stared at you harshly, making you sink into Loki鈥檚 side.
鈥淭hey don鈥檛 like me.鈥 You stated, once they were out of earshot.
鈥淒on鈥檛 pay them any mind. I think you鈥檙e lovely. You deserve to be treated like a princess.鈥澛
You squeezed his hand, looking up at him. He brought your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to your smooth skin, making you smile.
鈥淪it with me?鈥 Loki sat down on the couch, not releasing your hand. You sat down on his lap, his arm wrapping around your waist to pull you back against him. You were blushing furiously, unable to keep the grin off of your face, soaking up the only affection you had in months.
He read to you, his arms around your waist as he held the book on your lap. You leaned against Loki, your head resting under his chin. Your fingers played with the stitched gold lining of his clothing as you listened, tracing the patterns in the fabric.
The two of you spent most of the weekend like that, curled up in the library, finishing your novel before deciding to watch a movie on one of Stark鈥檚 huge televisions.
You brought tea into the library, handing Loki one of the teacups before curling up against his side, his arm coming around you. You fell asleep in his arms, comforted by his presence, and forgetting that you were an outcast at the tower.
鈥淵/N, you need to work harder! This defense magic isn鈥檛 that complicated!鈥 Strange shouted at you, beyond frustrated.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 SORRY!鈥 You shouted back, the lights flickering from your negative energy.
鈥淯se this energy.鈥澛
You tried to block the magic that came at you from his hands, but you weren鈥檛 fast enough, exhausted from the ruthless training he insisted. You were knocked over, the air yanked from your lungs. Pain jarred your body, and you covered your face with you arm, afraid he was going to hit you a second time.聽
You opened your eyes to see Strange fly back, slamming against the glass walls and collapsing to the floor. Shouts echoed around you, and the air felt charged with a familiar electricity.聽
鈥淜nock it off, she鈥檚 fine!鈥 Stark yelled, and you pushed yourself to sit up.聽
Gentle hands held your face, and you felt dazed as you looked up at Loki.聽
鈥淎re you hurt? Did Strange hurt you?!鈥 Loki asked, and you shook your head weakly. Green sparked around your body, healing any bruises from the impact with the floor, and you wrapped your arms around Loki鈥檚 neck. His arms scooped you up, carrying you out of the training room with him.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 okay, Loki,鈥 you promised, and his lips pressed against your forehead. You opened your eyes as he set you down in the library, inspecting you to make sure you were being honest.聽
鈥淚 hate them.鈥澛
You nodded in agreement, reaching up and bushing black, unruly hair from his face. His hand came over yours, resting against his cheek, and he kissed the inside of your wrist as green eyes bored into you.聽
He leaned in slowly, and you closed the gap between you, kissing his soft lips. Your whole body ignited from the touch, and you suddenly felt alive, energy surging through your veins.
The kiss was intense, and Loki deepened it, his silvertongue sliding past your lips and moving in sync with your own. Your thoughts blended together until Loki consumed all of your senses, making the rest of the world melt away.
When the kiss finally broke, you were breathing hard, staring into his lust-blown eyes. Loki broke the silence first, his hand gently holding your face.
鈥淢ay I?鈥 You nodded as he gently removed your clothing with green sparkling magic.
鈥淏eautiful,鈥 Loki breathed before pulling you into another deep, needy kiss. He was your only focus, the feeling of his lips on your and his hands exploring your body.
鈥淟oki!鈥 The sound of his name tumbling from your lips made arousal spike through him. He gently pressed wet kisses down the curves of your body, drawing soft moans from you.
Your fingers laced in his dark tresses, and you tugged on his hair, writhing with his head between your thighs. Your head hung over the side of the velvet couch, your vision filling with the elaborate renaissance-style paintings that covered the ceiling.
You felt like you were floating, pleasure coursing through you as Loki鈥檚 tongue teased your little bundle of nerves. Your vision sparked as his long fingers stroked your velvety walls. A scream tore through your chest as he pressed forward, hitting your g-spot. You felt him smirk against your sex, and you were sure you must鈥檝e been hurting him from how hard you were pulling on his hair, trying to yank him off and pull him closer at the same time.
Your body screamed for him, your core tight and threatening to snap with an orgasm. Loki pressed down on your belly, holding you still. You tried to roll your hips, but he just laughed, sending vibrations through your whole body.
鈥淔uck! Loki,鈥 your screams echoed off the library walls as the building pressure finally snapped.
Your orgasm washed through you, your body shaking as Loki kept dragging his tongue through your sex until you were whimpering.
Loki sat back on the couch, hauling your body forward to straddle his lap. You caught his shoulders for balance, your chest rising and falling heavy as you tried to catch your breath.
Loki kissed you, and you tasted yourself on his lips, electricity shuddering down your spine.
鈥淒o you think you can take me, darling?鈥 Loki asked, kissing along the column of your throat as he spoke.
鈥淵es, please. I need you to fill me,鈥 you begged the god. His green eyes were almost black with lust, and you could feel him painfully hard under you.
You鈥檇 forgotten about everything other than the Norse god in front of you. You were safe and alone in your own world, surrounded by golden walls, paintings, and thousands of novels.
Loki鈥檚 hands wrapped around your hips, guiding you over him. He slowly pierced into you, and you squeezed his shoulders.
鈥淵/N, you feel amazing,鈥 he breathed into your chest, lightly biting your smooth skin, dragging a whimper from your throat.
Your eyes rolled back as you stretched around him, struggling to adjust as quickly as he was sheathing himself in you. He pulled your hips down until you were seated on his lap and he was nestled deep inside of you.
鈥淟ook at you, taking me so well,鈥 Loki鈥檚 quiet praises made you roll your hips forward. He swore at the action, and you did it again, smiling as his head dropped back.
You built a rhythm as you rode him, his hold on you taking most of the effort. You squeezed around him as you felt him spasm inside of you, and Loki鈥檚 back arched off the velvet.
鈥淟et go for me, Loki,鈥 you encouraged, your breath coming out in uneven pants.
You kissed along his jaw before kissing his soft lips, slipping your tongue into his mouth. You swallowed his moans of ecstasy, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him deeper. He pushed his hips up into yours before spilling inside of you. His arms wrapped around your waist, holding your body to his as he came inside of you, filling you up.
The two of you stayed like that for a long time, before Loki carefully eased out of you. You looked at him sleepily, earning a loving gaze from Loki. He wrapped the two of you in a blanket, and you relaxed in his arms, feeling his lips against the crown of your head.
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silver-tongued-bby23 days ago
Could you do one of loki in a tattoo parlour with the quote "if you keep moving like that we will have a problem." With smut please? Thought the reader could be getting a tattoo across the shoulders and loki is sat right against her ass and whenever he hits a soft spot she wriggles her ass or even moans, if that's okay. I love your writing by the way! 鉂
Well this ruined me. Tattoo artist Loki?!
Thank you so much for your kind request and for bringing tattooed Loki into my life! I hope you enjoy this as much as I did putting it together 馃枻
This fic is a part of A Dark Celebration.
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Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Loki x fem!Reader
Words: 6,256 (I couldn't stop, okay!)
Summary: After a stroke of luck, you manage land an appointment with the legendary tattoo artist, Loki Laufeyson.
This is work of fiction is 18+!!!!, and contains graphic descriptions of sex, HOURS OF TEASING, fingering, sex (m/f), dirty talk, and it mentions the tattoo process aka needles. Please do not interact if you are a minor or are sensitive towards any of the themes mentioned above.
Tagging: @lokistoriesblog @sineads-art
Thank you so freaking much to my followers for all of the amazing requests for this challenge! Likes, reblogs and comments mean more than you know 馃枻
You scrolled through the instagram page for the tenth time that day. You peered over the intricately laced designs tattooed so delicately on the skin. Each design was unique, beautiful, perfect in an imperfect way.
No one could hold a candle to the way he tattooed. No one could hold a candle to Loki Laufeyson.
鈥淭he guy鈥檚 a vampire,鈥 your friend had told you over drinks once. 鈥淗e only takes appointments at night, alone in his private studio. He refuses to let anyone in his space except the client.鈥
鈥淪ounds like more of an axe murderer to me,鈥 you mused. 鈥淵ou鈥檝e got to admit he鈥檚 talented. I鈥檝e never seen even a hint of blowout on his lines. And those designs- unique and seriously fucking detailed.鈥 You took a sip of your drink, shifting the glass between your fingers. 鈥淚f I ever got a tattoo it鈥檇 be one of his.鈥
Your friend smiled pitifully at you. 鈥淚f you ever get an appointment you mean. He is good though. I鈥檝e seen some of his work from over a decade ago and it still holds up. May be worth being drained of all your blood after all. Too bad he rarely takes appointments anymore.鈥
You bit your lip, absentmindedly toying with the raw hem of your shorts as you tapped through the familiar photos of his page. You鈥檇 almost memorised each post.
You swiped up to the one you saw by chance a few weeks back. Your heart raced as you remembered seeing it mere seconds after it was posted. He had a cancellation for an appointment at the end of the month. You could book via email.
You immediately shot off an email to the address provided, assuming nothing would come of it. Then the unthinkable happened. You got a response about a minute later, asking for a deposit to hold a spot for you.
You had the money saved for a few years now and forwarded it off immediately. It wasn鈥檛 real until you got the scheduling email from his assistant, telling you that 鈥渉e鈥檇 love to freehand something like that on you.鈥
He鈥檇 never posted a photo of himself, and there weren鈥檛 any snapshots in the range of magazines he鈥檇 been interviewed in. The only posts on his page were of the work he鈥檇 done on clients, and the odd text post update presumably posted by his assistant. There was one particularly good shot of his hands in Inked Mag a few months back, the black gloves straining against his long fingers as he held a tattoo gun.
You took a deep breath, checking the time again. You could probably head over now.
Zipping up your knee-high boots and sliding on your jacket, you left your apartment, your stomach full of butterflies.
You made it to the painted brick building five minutes before your appointment. It was a stand-alone, one-floor building painted black. The tinted windows and lack of sign made for a stylish, discrete shop.
Double checking the lengthy email his assistant had sent you a week ago, you typed in the code on the keypad and were met with a loud buzz. Gripping the door handle, you stepped inside, greeted by a space that was breathtakingly well designed.
The cool concrete floors were accented by various sculptures, photographs, and expensive-looking plants. You could hear the distant sound of Joy Division鈥檚 鈥淒isorder鈥 echoing through the space. There was a dark brown couch by the front door, which you remembered was the area you were instructed to wait in.
You slid onto the leather, your hands clammy. You tried to calm yourself, nervous for both your first tattoo and finally meeting the elusive Loki Laufeyson. You took a deep breath. God you hoped you didn鈥檛 faint.
Before you could spin out any further you heard footsteps coming around the corner. Looking up, you swallowed hard at the man in front of you. He was tall, lithe, and dark-haired, his black trousers and pointed leather boots making his legs look endless, his crisp white shirt tucked in perfectly. His sleeves were rolled up to expose forearms covered in tattoos, all in black ink. The top few buttons of his shirt were undone, exposing a fair amount of his chest, littered with more black designs that ran up to his neck, stopping just below his sharp jaw. You could make out the tip of a green tattoo at the base of his sternum though you didn鈥檛 dare to linger your gaze there long. His hair was slicked back into a low bun, the dark black of it a sharp contrast against his pale skin. His cheekbones were pronounced, his dark brows accenting his clear, blue-green eyes.
鈥淎re you my seven o鈥檆lock?鈥 His voice was deep velvet, his accent crisp. He held his hands in his pockets, forearms flexing as he looked down at you with bright eyes and a hint of a smirk. Fuck. You were in trouble.
鈥淚 think so,鈥 you smiled, losing yourself in his gaze.
鈥淟oki,鈥 he offered a hand and you stood to take it. You stumbled over your name as your hand slid into his, the feel of his warm, calloused hands against yours made your heart race.
鈥淣ervous?鈥 He asked, his eyes running up from where he held your hand steady.
鈥淎 bit,鈥 you smiled. 鈥淭his is my first time.鈥
His eyes widened at that. 鈥淚鈥檓 honoured. It鈥檚 not often someone asks for such a big piece for their first tattoo.鈥
He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze before releasing it from his grip. 鈥淭his way, darling. Promise I鈥檒l be gentle.鈥 He gave you a grin before leading you towards the back of the building behind the large wall separating the shop.
You took in the room before you, the open space well-decorated with modern, comfortable-looking furniture. There was a sturdy, sleek tattoo bed in the middle, with a large trifold mirror against the side wall. Your eyes fell onto the record player, the antique thing holding a stack of vinyl discs above the turntable as it spun. The large speakers were playing 鈥淐andidate鈥 off the same album. There was a Japanese style garden through the back window, a warm light illuminating the few plants immaculately kept before a dark concrete wall.
鈥淵ou鈥檝e eaten recently, right?鈥 He asked from behind you.
You turned to him and nodded, remembering the advice your friends had given you to prepare for the process. 鈥淚鈥檝e kept hydrated too.鈥
He smiled. 鈥淕ood girl.鈥
You did your best to ignore the way those two words made your heart race. You made your way to the centre of the room where a sleek tattoo bed was set up. The black padded leather of it looked soft and comfortable, covered in a dark sheet.
鈥淭ake off your top half and lay down on the table. Leave those boots on if you want,鈥 he paused. 鈥淚鈥檝e got a sheet there for you. I鈥檒l give you a moment to get undressed, okay?鈥
You turned towards him and noticed his eyes flickered up to your face. Had you just caught him checking you out? You quickly shook it off as you gave him a small smile and a nod.
He spun on his heel and his footsteps followed him out of the room. You slipped off your jacket, your top and bra quickly following, placing them with your bag on the seat by the wall. You laid down on the sheet covering the bed and perched your head atop your folded arms, angling it to look out the window towards the garden. You took a breath, feeling your muscles loosen on the exhale.
After a minute you heard his footsteps approaching. 鈥淎re you decent, darling?鈥 He called.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e clear.鈥 You watched him approach from the reflection in the glass. You could see his eyes moving over your form and wondered once again if his gaze had lingered a little over you.
He came to your side, pulling on some black surgical gloves. You looked up at his hands, straining against the nitrile of the gloves. Just like the picture. You squirmed a little at the thought.
You didn鈥檛 miss the way his eyes flickered down to your waist momentarily before he sat in the stool facing you.
鈥淚鈥檓 going to have to shave the area first. Is that alright with you?鈥
You nodded. 鈥淪ounds good.鈥
You heard a cap snap a few seconds before you felt his hands rubbing over your shoulders, covering your skin with shaving cream. It took you every bit of will not to moan at his touch. His hands felt like heaven on you. You felt yourself grow wet at the idea of his sinking his hands lower, or having you turn over and-
鈥淥kay, so you mentioned in your email that you wanted some snakes and peonies. Do you have colour preferences? Any type of snake in mind?鈥 His hands were gone, replaced by the feeling of a safety razor dragging across your back.
You licked your dry lips. 鈥淚 was thinking of a deep red for the peonies. As for the snakes, I don鈥檛 know- really anything but a garden snake I suppose.鈥
He chuckled. 鈥淚 was thinking of something a little more dangerous.鈥 The movement of the razor stopped. 鈥淗ow鈥檚 this?鈥 He showed you a photo on his phone, a brown snake with black stripes going from its wide, flat head to its skinny tail.
鈥淪he鈥檚 a beauty,鈥 you angled yourself up slightly to get a better look, your front still mostly covered. 鈥淲hat species?鈥
鈥淎 death adder. Nocturnal,鈥 he put his phone down then rubbed your back lightly with a cloth. 鈥淨uick to strike, it鈥檚 one of the most venomous snakes in the world.鈥
You looked up to give him a curious grin. 鈥淲hat made you choose this snake?鈥
鈥淵ou seem like trouble.鈥 He met your gaze momentarily and smirked.
You bit the inside of your cheek. 鈥淭ough talk from the guy who鈥檚 about to jab me with a needle for four hours.鈥
He smiled, shaking his head. 鈥淵ou鈥檝e got me there.鈥
He stepped around to the other side of you and you heard him uncap a marker. You could feel him start to mark up your back, one gloved hand firm against you. You could smell the slightest hint of him, a combination of something peppery and deep, almost cool.
鈥淪o what made you decide to get a tattoo?鈥
鈥淚鈥檝e always wanted one,鈥 you closed your eyes, focusing on his movements. 鈥淏ut I wanted to find the right artist and commit, you know? Let them run with something.鈥
鈥淎 purist,鈥 he commented, sweeping a line across your shoulder blade.
You smiled against your hand. 鈥淚 guess I like what you do, and I like how you do it.鈥
鈥淪o,鈥 he guided one of your hands from under your chin, laying it by your side. 鈥淗ow does it feel to be the ideal client?鈥
鈥淗mm, pretty much the same. Do you have any gold stars?鈥
He chuckled, sketching more lines on you, these ones felt curved. He sighed, 鈥渢hat鈥檚 why I stopped taking so many appointments.鈥 He came over to the other side of you. 鈥淚 love tattooing,鈥 another stroke, his other hand smoothing down your spine, 鈥渂ut I don鈥檛 love customer service.鈥 He swapped your arms, bringing your left down by your side.
鈥淚 get it,鈥 you suppressed a shiver from the feel of his hands running over your back. 鈥淎nd now?鈥
鈥淢uch calmer. I take a maximum of four clients a week,鈥 you stilled at the feel of his breath over your shoulder, his pen stroked focused. In the reflection of the glass you could see his form bent over you. You swallowed hard. 鈥淚 can take my time with it and do things right. Speaking of which,鈥 you heard him cap the marker, 鈥渢ime to take a look.鈥
You sat up, holding the sheet to your front as you followed him over to the set of mirrors. He guided you onto a wooden step in the middle, and you caught a glimpse of the lines he鈥檇 drawn on you. He angled one slightly and your mouth fell open at the sketch of the two snakes, one over either shoulder, their tails intertwining between your shoulder blades. He鈥檇 drawn rough peonies and leaves to accent their shape, already beautiful and complimentary to your form.
鈥淲ow.鈥 You turned, catching his eye. He was leaning up against the mirror, hands in his pockets as he watched you, the tiniest hint of something simmering behind his gaze. 鈥淚 love it, Loki.鈥 You found it hard to keep your cool as you faced him, knowing he鈥檇 just sketched out an insanely beautiful design in under 10 minutes.
鈥淭hank you, darling. Are you ready to start?鈥 He held out a hand for yours, helping you off the polished step.
鈥淢ore than.鈥
He led you back to the table, bringing an angular pillow wrapped in black silk for your front. He helped you prop yourself up so you could lay comfortably.
He pulled a stool over to your side, adjusting it before pulling on a new pair of gloves and turning to squeeze out some blank ink into a little cup on his side table. He picked up the tattoo gun, adjusting his setup so the cord would allow him more reach.
His eyes searched yours. 鈥淭ake a deep breath for me, okay?鈥
You nodded and filled your lungs with air.
He turned and the gun started to buzz. In your periphery you could see he鈥檇 brought it closer to your skin. 鈥淏reathe out.鈥
You did as you were told and felt a vibrating little scratch on your shoulder, almost as if a cat was scratching your skin. It got a bit harder but it wasn鈥檛 unbearable, more annoying than painful.
鈥淕ood girl.鈥
You took in another deep breath at that, the velvet of his voice pushing the feeling further away. You could feel him leaning over you, one hand firm on your back.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e doing so well,鈥 he spoke by your ear, eliciting goosebumps. With that voice, he could talk you into anything. 鈥淚t doesn鈥檛 hurt too much, does it darling?鈥
You shifted a little. 鈥淣o,鈥 the distant pain and his voice drawling in your ear had your breath uneven. You bit your lip, feeling yourself grow wet from the combined sensations. 鈥淚t doesn鈥檛 really hurt at all.鈥 Your voice sounded small in your ears.
鈥淚 promised I鈥檇 be gentle,鈥 you could hear the smile in his voice. 鈥淭ry to relax a little more, and keep your eyes forward for me. That鈥檚 it, right there. Perfect.鈥 He whispered that last word and you held in a little whine.
You let your eyes slip closed, trying to focus on something other than him- his hands, his scent, the warmth of his body radiating against you.
You fell into an easy conversation through the outlining process, though every now and then he鈥檇 come a little closer to tell you something, his breath on your shoulder forcing you to grip the pillow harder. Each time he whispered a word of encouragement in your ear you could hear a hint of a smirk in his voice, as if his comments weren鈥檛 entirely innocent.
鈥淎nd,鈥 he added another long line above your shoulder blade, 鈥渢here we are. Lovely.鈥 He looked at you from his stool, smiling and nodding. 鈥淟et鈥檚 take a break.鈥
He got up, stretching as he went, discarding his gloves, massaging his hands. He stepped over to the record player, the stack once elevated now fully on the turntable as it spun. 鈥淲hat kind of music do you like?鈥 He asked, flipping through the shelves full of records in the back.
鈥淎 little bit of everything, really. Wait, is this a test?鈥 You asked, rolling your neck to relieve some tension. You took a few deep breaths, attempting to calm yourself after the past hour or so. You could feel how wet you were as you rolled your hips a bit, working out one of the many knots your body had formed while trying to hold yourself still. You sighed.
You looked back over to him, he was leaning against the shelves, the stack in his hand frozen in place as his gaze slid along your body. You gripped the pillow a bit, your heart beating fast. His eyes met yours and he smirked, his forearms flexing as he continued to flip through the catalogues. 鈥淣o test, just wondering if you鈥檇 like to hear something specific.鈥 He kept flipping through records, choosing one every now and then to rest on top of the growing stack elevated above the turntable.
鈥淚 guess if I could put in a request with the management, I鈥檇 ask for a little Warpaint.鈥
He smiled before he turned to pull out a record, flashing the cover at you. 鈥淢anagement says good choice.鈥
He placed the vinyl on top of the stack then flipped the switch, the machine dropping the bottom record onto the turntable. He came back over to you. 鈥淗ow are you feeling?鈥
鈥淔ine, a little stiff,鈥 you stretched your shoulders back, feeling your muscles loosen a bit.
鈥淟et鈥檚 move you,鈥 he nodded towards an angled chair, and your rolled up off the bed, wincing at the distant ache in your body. You loosely held the sheet to your chest, still rolling your shoulders as you settled into the seat, your chest supported by the leather platform in front. The new position definitely felt more comfortable, and you felt your muscles relax into the support of the chair.
Loki came up behind you, lowering his stool to be level with the seat. 鈥淗ere,鈥 he handed you a glass of orange juice. 鈥淒rink this. I鈥檓 going to put some numbing cream on you before I start the colour.鈥 He carefully rubbed some cream onto your skin with his gloved hands. You shivered lightly, the pain fading almost immediately as you drank the juice.
鈥淕ood girl,鈥 he nodded, taking your empty glass from you. 鈥淚 won鈥檛 lie to you,鈥 he got to work assembling reds, greens, browns, and orange inks from a cabinet. 鈥淪hading and colour usually hurts a bit more.鈥 He brought over a sterile package, opening it and holding it up between you. 鈥淚 need to use a few more needles.鈥 The cluster looked menacing but you nodded. How bad could it be?
He gave you a reassuring smile once you met his gaze. He turned to assemble the dyes in more small cups, and swapped out the head of the tattoo gun with the needle he鈥檇 shown you. He wrapped everything back up in sterile cloth and tape. Before moving his setup closer to your new position and settling in his seat by your side.
He turned to you, his face level with yours. He was close, his gaze travelling up from your lips. 鈥淭ell me if I need to stop, okay?鈥 His brows were drawn together, eyes serious.
鈥淥kay,鈥 you whispered, suddenly finding it a bit hard to breathe.
鈥淭ry to relax,鈥 he rested his hand on your leg. You nodded gently, holding your breath as you kept your eyes on his. 鈥淣o shame in coming back again to finish things up.鈥 He brought his hand away, rolling his shoulders back as he shot you a grin. 鈥淚 wouldn鈥檛 say no to seeing you again, darling.鈥
You smiled at him and nodded. You took a deep breath and straightened your posture as he moved behind you, his knees warm on either side of you.
鈥淩eady?鈥 His voice drawled in your ear once more.
鈥淵es,鈥 you breathed, leaning into the leather a little more. You heard the telltale buzz of the needle and winced as it hit your skin, letting out the breath you鈥檇 unknowingly held. Okay, you thought, fuck this hurt a lot more.
鈥淗ow鈥檚 the pain?鈥 You distantly felt his free hand wiping away gently at your skin between strokes.
鈥淚t鈥檚 definitely worse,鈥 you bit your lip, squirming a bit.
鈥淒on鈥檛 focus on it. Relax,鈥 he came up a bit closer to you. You could feel his legs against your own, his trousers soft against the bare skin of your lower thighs. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 it, good girl. Relax, just listen to my voice. You鈥檙e doing so well.鈥
You felt him stiffen- and you realised you鈥檇 absentmindedly moved your hips back against him. You shifted forward and gripped the leather, taking deep breaths.
鈥淭here we go,鈥 he spoke by your ear, 鈥渏ust breathe through it.鈥
You focused on your breath, but couldn鈥檛 help letting out a little whimper. You felt absolutely overwhelmed. The pain was one thing, but the feel of him behind you, so very close, had your heart racing.
He stopped to pick up more ink before coming back over to you. 鈥淚t鈥檚 looking good,鈥 he felt closer to you now.
You moved your hips again, half out of discomfort, the other half out of most of your thoughts slipping away as you felt him against you.
This time he kept going, though you could feel his strained breath against you.
He kept on for a few minutes, before stopping to pick up more ink. Coming back, he drew some repetitive circles and you gasped, gripping the leather tight between your fingers, your hips pressing back farther.
鈥淔uck,鈥 he sighed, pulling back the needle. 鈥淚f you keep moving like that we will have a problem.鈥 His voice was rough against your ear.
You could hear the exasperation in his voice. You felt high- the pain, the heat between you two finally too much. You kept your hips angled back against him. You were keenly aware of your situation, essentially naked except for your leather boots and shorts. Pushing your hips back farther, you turned to the side, looking him up and down. 鈥淟ike this?鈥 You moved a little more against him.
The buzzing stopped and he set the tattoo gun down on the side table. He pulled off his gloves and ran his hands down your sides before stopping at your hips and pulling them back against him. 鈥淵ou are playing a very dangerous game, darling.鈥 His voice was low, full of warning.
You could feel how hard he was behind you and instinctively rocked yourself back against him. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry,鈥 you gasped.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 think you are,鈥 he brushed his fingers down your exposed thighs.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e right,鈥 you gripped his knees through his trousers. 鈥淚鈥檓 not.鈥
鈥淲icked little thing,鈥 he hissed then backed up and helped you out of the chair, his eyes hungrily taking in your exposed chest. 鈥淚 knew you were going to be trouble.鈥
鈥淟ikewise,鈥 you eyed him up and down, before he pulled you to him, sliding one hand along your hip to press against your lower back. He brought the other up to graze your cheekbone lightly, fingers slipping down towards your jaw. He angled your chin so your lips were inches away from his. He held you there, his chest heavy against you as his eyes searched your own, his expression dark.
鈥淚s this what you wanted?鈥 He slid a leg between yours and you whined at the sensation.
You swallowed hard. 鈥淵es.鈥
鈥淒o you want me to fuck you, darling? Right here?鈥
鈥淧lease,鈥 you breathed.
He quickly closed the gap between you, kissing you hard, your hips rolling against his. He swallowed your moans, his teeth dragging across your bottom lip. He pulled away, breathing hard against your lips. 鈥淭ake off everything but the boots and lie on the table. Face down. Like before.鈥
You let out a shaky breath and did as you were told, sliding the shorts off before your damp panties. He kept his eyes on you the entire time, watching you darkly as he leant against the side table, one arm over his midsection, the other angled up as he rested his thumb against his lips.
You laid over your hands, letting out a little gasp as your skin stretched and moved. You were faced away from him, but watched in the reflection as he put on another pair of gloves and brought a bottle over. You felt him spray your shoulders with something, gently wiping it away before he returned with a little tub. You could feel him smearing something over your sensitive skin.
鈥淎pologies darling,鈥 he rasped into your ear and you whined. 鈥淏ut I couldn鈥檛 fuck you properly without covering this up.鈥 He covered the area with a bandage then some medical tape, securing it to your skin before peeling off his gloves.
鈥淣ow,鈥 he was back beside you, 鈥渂e a good girl and stay still for me.鈥
鈥淥kay,鈥 you whispered, your thighs pressing together.
鈥淩elax.鈥 He let his fingertips trail up and down your spine, eliciting a shiver from you. You relaxed your muscles, consciously letting yourself melt into the bed below you. You let out a little hum at the feeling, most of the tension you鈥檇 built up slipping away.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 it, good girl.鈥 His lips ghosted against the shell of your ear and you felt an electric warmth spreading through you. 鈥淵ou don鈥檛 know how hard it鈥檚 been to keep my hands off of you, darling. Every little whine,鈥 his fingers moved down your spine, this time trailing them lower. 鈥淓very little gasp,鈥 he brought his fingers even lower, curving them along the inside of your thigh, inches from your dripping heat. 鈥淓very little tremble had me wanting to hear more. To see more. It made me curious,鈥 he lightly trailed a finger up your slit and you inhaled sharply. 鈥淲ill you let out those lovely little gasps as you come undone on my fingers?鈥 Quickly finding your clit, he gently rubbed it in small circles as he took your earlobe between his teeth, flicking his tongue against it. You moaned, the sound loud in the empty room. He drew back, 鈥淚 wonder, darling, what you鈥檒l look like when I make you cum on my cock.鈥
Your breath was heavy, and you were whimpering, already so close.
鈥淟oki I鈥檓-鈥
鈥淚 know. You鈥檙e fucking dripping.鈥 His voice was making your head spin, and when he dipped a finger within you you saw stars. 鈥淎ll for me?鈥
You swallowed and nodded, your fingertips diffing into the leather as you held yourself still.
鈥淎nd how long has this pretty cunt been wet and ready for me?鈥 He traced his tongue along the shell of your ear as he added another finger to lightly tease your dripping hole.
You tried to answer, you really did. But you found yourself completely overwhelmed, every coherent thought gone.
He slowly moved his fingers within you, curling the digits as he went. You were mewling, your hips absentmindedly angling up to meet him. 鈥淥h, pet. Has it been hours?鈥
You whined in response and he chuckled darkly. 鈥淒on鈥檛 worry, darling. I won鈥檛 make you wait much longer.鈥 With that he picked up the pace, and hit that sweet spot deep within you repeatedly. You were moaning, the frantic sound of your breath and his movements filling the air.
He angled your legs apart a little more and brought his other hand under you to lightly tease your clit. You cried out at the sensation, your fingers aching from their grip on the bed. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 it- fuck. You鈥檙e gripping my fingers so tightly. Come on, be a good girl for me and cum.鈥
His words sent you so far over the edge, your vision went black as you froze, the pleasure hitting you hard. You were crying out a mixture of curse words and his name over and over, your hips eventually riding it out against his hand.
As your breath returned to normal, you turned to look up at him. He smirked down at you, bringing his fingers to your lips. You quickly took them in your mouth, swirling your tongue over them as you held his gaze.
His smirk fell at that, brows knitting together. His jaw was hard as he watched you suck his fingers. He pulled them from your lips, and helped you sit up.
鈥淗ow are you feeling?鈥 He asked, restrained. You could see the bulge in his pants and felt a shiver run through you.
鈥淧retty fucking excellent.鈥 You were surprised at the gravel in your voice. 鈥淏ut I don鈥檛 think we鈥檙e done here.鈥
鈥淥h?鈥 He raised a brow.
鈥淣o.鈥 You stood, stepping closer to him to press your chest against his. He was still fully clothed, his shirt still perfectly pressed.
鈥淭ell me, darling. What else do you need?鈥 He kept still, his expression daring.
鈥淚 need you to fuck me.鈥
He tilted his head, a slow, filthy grin spreading across his lips.
鈥淧lease.鈥 You finished.
In a flash he鈥檇 captured your lips, his fingers holding your jaw as he held you to him. He teased you with his lips and tongue, making you whimper against him, your hands gripping the thin cotton of his shirt.
Still holding your jaw, he pulled away to kiss your neck, nipping and biting at the skin between kisses. Moving away, he led you over to a couch on the far side of the room, sitting down before pulling you on top of his lap. You held yourself above him, admiring him.
鈥淐ome here.鈥 Hand sliding from your knees on either side of him up to your waist, he brought you down to settle over him, your hands smoothing against his chest. Holding his gaze, you slowly unbuttoned his shirt before undoing his belt and pants. He was watching you closely, his chest heaving with his slow breath.
You took him out, breaking eye contact to look at his cock. 鈥淔uck,鈥 you whispered. His skin felt like silk under your fingers, the hardened length of him heavy and hot in your hand. Your eyes traced up to his abdomen, finally seeing his chest piece, a green snake coiled around itself surrounded by the black ink of his other tattoos.
Raising your gaze to his face, you were struck at the sight of him, his eyes heavy lidded, bright blue-green now darkening with your touch. Although his body was covered in ink, you could still see the fine, long musculature under his skin. His jaw clenched as he leant back against the couch, eyes burning a cool flame as he watched you.
He slid a condom out of his pocket, pinching the package between two fingers. You took it from him, unwrapped it and rolled it onto him, his length twitching in your hands as you did so. You licked your lips before looking back up to him.
Gripping your ass, he guided you over him. God, those fucking hands felt so warm against you, his long fingers pressing into your flesh.
Not wanting to wait another second, you slowly slid onto his cock, shuddering in pleasure. Taking him inch by inch, he stretched you, eventually filling you completely. You groaned and took a moment to adjust, your fingertips digging into his shoulder.
鈥淐hrist,鈥 he breathed, his mouth hanging open to accommodate his quickened breath. He shook his head at you, his eyes flickering over your chest. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e too fucking lovely.鈥
You twitched a little around him, bending to kiss him. He slid his hand onto your lower back and shifted to press you flush against him, your clit hitting the base of his cock. You inhaled sharply, your hips angling themselves to get more contact.
You had your hand splayed across the side of his neck, your thumb just under his jaw. Holding you tight against him, he broke the kiss to lick against your lips briefly before he started moving his hips up into yours.
You could feel your eyes roll back at the sensation, the angle he held you in somehow hitting you in places you鈥檇 never felt. 鈥淟oki, fuck-鈥 you breathed, pulling back to find him darkly staring up at you, his expression hard. You held one hand on his shoulder, the other flat against his chest as you took each thrust he gave you.
He brought one hand up against your breast, his eyes not leaving yours as he pinched your nipple between his fingers, causing you to squirm harder against him. 鈥淭hat pretty cunt is so wet for me, darling. Is this what you needed?鈥
You nodded, your chest heaving as you arched your back to press harder against his hand.
He let out a breath. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e gripping me so fucking tightly. Are you going to cum again?鈥
鈥淵es- please,鈥 you breathed, 鈥減lease don鈥檛 stop.鈥
鈥淣ot until you cum. I need you to cum on this cock. I need you to come undone for me.鈥
You whined, so very close. You cried out when he lightly rubbed his thumb against your clit.
鈥淏e my good girl,鈥 he growled, 鈥渁nd cum for me again.鈥
You moved your hips with his once, twice, three times before you were screaming, an intense pleasure hitting you so hard that your fingers went numb as they clawed weakly at his chest.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 it, fuck-鈥 he groaned, holding you hard against him as he came with you.
You fell forward against his chest, the both of you out of breath, still twitching from the aftershocks.
You distantly heard Warpaint鈥檚 鈥淲hiteout鈥 in the background, the record just hitting the needle. He was running his fingers lightly up your spine, the feeling comforting you.
鈥淒arling,鈥 he spoke, his voice rumbling against your chest, sending a tremble through you.
You leant backwards, wincing a little as you did so, your muscles weak. He held you steady, smirking up at you.
鈥淒on鈥檛 you want to see your tattoo?鈥
Your eyes widened, realising you鈥檇 never gotten the chance to see what he鈥檇 done. 鈥淪hit- I really, really do.鈥 You slowly got up from his lap, his strong hands supporting you.
You walked over to your panties and shorts and slid them on over your boots. You turned to find him waiting by the mirrors, his pants on but his shirt still unbuttoned. He had one arm up against the side as he leant on them, his other hand in his pocket.
鈥淐ome here,鈥 he smiled, his eyes running over your still topless form.
You strode over to him and he nodded to the little step. You stepped up and stood still as he peeled off the bandage.
鈥淚t isn鈥檛 quite finished- there鈥檚 still a lot of shading and colour to be done,鈥 he warned. You could sense a bit of nerves in his voice.
You smiled at him through the mirror as he angled the one on the side so you could get a good look of your shoulders. When you caught sight of it your mouth fell open. 鈥淗oly shit.鈥
It was the most intricate work you鈥檇 ever seen. A snake on either shoulder, both done in such a beautifully artistic way, so detailed yet they held a hint of abstraction. Their bodies were posed similarly, but you could see he鈥檇 added little differences in their scales, eyes and heads. One鈥檚 tongue was flicked out slightly, the dainty pointed fork just peeking out from its lips. Their positioning was also altered slightly so it almost looked natural but still remained beautifully symmetrical, their curved bodies accenting your shoulders perfectly. You could make out a branch that he鈥檇 added in, the delicate peonies blooming from it as it held the bodies of the twisting serpents. You could see where he鈥檇 reached with the shading, the body of one snake partially filled.
鈥淟oki, I-鈥 you shook your head. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know what to say. This is more than I could have ever imagined.鈥
He was smiling from the edge of the mirror, one long leg crossed over the other.
鈥淚 absolutely love it.鈥 You turned to him, your eyes searching his, the swirling blue-greens bright once more. 鈥淭hank you.鈥
He tilted his head down, a wide grin across his lips. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e more than welcome.鈥
He helped you off the step and covered you back up. You put on your shirt, not risking the band of your bra rubbing up against your sensitive skin.
He walked with you back to the front of the space, helping you into your coat.
鈥淪o, I guess I should book a follow up. Maybe 2 or 3 weeks?鈥 You asked, holding your purse in your hands. You wanted to see him again, but you kept your expectations low. You knew from your friends that a second session couldn鈥檛 start until you鈥檇 sufficiently healed from the first.
鈥淗ere鈥檚 my personal number,鈥 he picked a card and pen up off the coffee table, writing on it before handing it to you. 鈥淲hy don鈥檛 you come back tomorrow, darling? We can sort it all out then. Same time, around 7?鈥
You raised an eyebrow at him, smirking. 鈥淎re you asking me on a date?鈥
鈥淵es.鈥 There was no hesitation.
You stepped forward and kissed him, your hands snaking up to his shoulders to hold him close. He gripped your hip, his other hand caressing your cheek as he held you to him, his lips still teasingly slow against yours.
You moved to rest your forehead against his, your breath mingling.
鈥淭omorrow then,鈥 you whispered, licking and biting his lower lip before pulling away. You stepped back, sliding one hand along his forearm as you moved towards the door.
He licked his lips, shaking his head at you. 鈥淭rouble.鈥
鈥淟ikewise.鈥 You gave him one last smile before slipping out into the cool night air.
Author's Note: Serious question- do we think Loki kept slipping in "good girl" to fuck with the reader? Cause I think yes.
I like to think his snake tattoo is a green adder (which is also venomous af) and he chose the death adder so reader would match.
I drew on a lot of my personal experience with my first tattoo for this. Especially the part about shading/colouring hurting a lot more than the outline. No one told me this and holy fuck it hurt! Especially after the outline.
Thank you as always for reading 馃枻馃枻馃枻
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patheticdarling4 months ago
Good Girl
聽 聽Summary: Loki has been rather enjoying his time in Sakaar for the past week or so. Attending all of the Grandmaster鈥檚 parties and good times. Men and women pine over him daily, Loki is the type to fuck and leave; no real attempt for connection. But then he meets someone rather intriguing, the Grandmaster鈥檚聽鈥渄aughter.鈥澛
聽 聽Warnings: SMUT/unprotected sex/oral sex (f receiving)/fingering/coarse language/slight degradation & praise/cum play/slight breeding kink/sort of rough sex/bondage/unprotected sex (please use protection when necessary)/soft dom! loki/use of pet names: my聽god, pet, darling, good girl, love etc.聽
聽 聽Word Count: 2595
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聽 聽 Loki sauntered through the crowds of party-goers. Bodies grinding against each other; the room smelling of sweat, pleasure, and sex. All scents that Loki had happily become accustomed to during his stay on Sakaar. After wooing the Grandmaster with not only his charm, Loki was now apart of every aspect of Sakaarian celebrations.聽
聽 聽鈥淵ou must be Loki,鈥 a woman smirked at him as she sipped her wine,聽鈥淭he Grandmaster鈥檚 new toy.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淭oy?鈥 Loki nearly scoffed,聽鈥淚鈥檓 nobody鈥檚 toy, love. Now if you鈥檒l excuse me.鈥 The lady rolled her eyes as Loki pushed by her.聽
聽 He sat at the bar, looking over the sea of people. All of them the same, no real purpose in life but where they were now. Loki liked it but he also hated the idea of such a lack of spontaneity.聽
聽 聽鈥淵ou look like you could use a drink,鈥 a voice pulled Loki from his apparently obvious sulking.
聽 聽Loki peered up, readying to rip into whoever was next to annoy him but was met with the soft smirk of a rather illuminating bartender,聽鈥淚 beg your pardon?鈥澛
聽 聽She chuckled,聽鈥淚 just mean you don鈥檛 look like you鈥檙e having the most fun.鈥澛
聽 聽Loki sighed,聽鈥淕uess not.鈥澛
聽 聽The bartender sighed before quickly pulling together a drink, sliding the glass over to Loki. His brows furrowed as he eyed the drink,聽鈥淥n the house,鈥 she slid it closer,聽鈥淟ike I said, it looks like you could use one.鈥澛
聽 聽This only increased Loki鈥檚 suspicions. Why would this seemingly random stranger offer him a free drink? He picked up the drink, giving it a suspicious sniff.聽
聽 聽鈥淏elieve me, if I wanted to poison you, I would鈥檝e done it much earlier,鈥 she chuckled as she wiped up the bar,聽鈥淛ust drink the damn glass,鈥 she pushed the glass to his lips, Loki having no choice but to take a swig.聽
聽 聽The alcohol burned his throat, like normal, but there was a certain sweetness to it that made it pretty enjoyable,聽鈥淚t鈥檚 good,鈥 he smiled.聽
聽 聽鈥淪ee, no poison,鈥 she winked before going to help another party-goer.聽
聽 聽Loki moved himself to be nearer to her,聽鈥淗ow have I never spoke to you before? I鈥檝e been to nearly all of the Grandmaster鈥檚 parties since my arrival.鈥澛
聽 聽She shrugged,聽鈥淕uess nobody really pays attention to the bartender who will flirt her heart out but never go home with a person here. Besides, people find the Grandmaster rather intimidating.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淲hat would the Grandmaster have to do with-鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淎h Loki!鈥 the Grandmaster had drunkenly danced over, joining the girl behind the bar and throwing his arm around her neck,聽鈥淚 see you鈥檝e met my girl, Y/N.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淵our girl?鈥 Loki questioned.聽
聽 聽The woman chuckled,聽鈥淢aybe I should start serving you water instead, Father.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淔ather?鈥 Loki questioned again.聽
聽 聽鈥淎dopted,鈥 she chuckled,聽鈥淎nd not even really that.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淥h stop,鈥 the Grandmaster hiccuped,聽鈥淵ou鈥檙e my daughter, regardless of blood.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淲hatever you say, you drunk,鈥 the girl giggled. A group of partiers came over, beckoning the Grandmaster back.聽
聽 聽鈥淒uty calls,鈥 he winked before placing a kiss on the girl鈥檚 head and charging back into the crowd.聽
聽 聽鈥淪o you鈥檙e not adopted?鈥 Loki questioned.聽
聽 聽The girl chuckled as she fixed him another drink,聽鈥淣ot technically, no. Umm, my mother was one of the Grandmaster鈥檚 pleasure maids but when he first took her, she made it clear that I had to come with her. And I guess the Grandmaster wanted her so bad that he took me in just the same. Been living here practically all my life.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淎nd now you鈥檙e also one of his pleasure maids?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淗eavens no,鈥 she shook her head in disgust,聽鈥淭hat鈥檚 gross. Almost made me lose my lunch there,鈥 they both chuckled,聽鈥淗e lets me bar-tend and it gives me something to do. Also keeps me from the repulsive dance floor.鈥澛犅
聽 聽鈥淣ot a big fan of dancing, I take it,鈥 Loki teased.聽
聽聽鈥淚t鈥檚 more the people on the dance floor that I find repulsive. Sure, a fun dance partner here and there is wonderful but sometimes a girl just wants to dance without having someone鈥檚 hands on her ass; man, woman, or whomever. Know what I mean?鈥澛
聽 聽Loki smiled, nodding,聽鈥淐ompletely understand.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淪o,鈥 she leaned across the bar, sliding him another glass,聽鈥淪eems only fitting I ask your name.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淟oki Odinson or Laufeyson, I鈥檓 not really partial to either so Loki works best,鈥 he smirked, his eyes wandering to her exposed chest,聽鈥淎nd you, my dear, are?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淵/N,鈥 she smiled, eyeing the God up and down,聽鈥淪o you know my story, care to share yours?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淢ines a lot longer and far more complicated,鈥 he chuckled.聽
聽 聽She leaned over more, her breasts spilling further from her blouse,聽鈥淚鈥檝e got lots of free time and nowhere to be.鈥澛
聽 聽Loki smiled,聽鈥淭o make the long story short, I鈥檓 also adopted, in a way. Unlike you, I got saddled with a rather loathsome family in the realm of Asgard. My adopted brother, Thor, God of Thunder and Getting on My Last Nerve,鈥 she laughed, 鈥淎nd a new-found sister, Hela, Goddess of Death and- well, just genuinely terrifying overall.鈥澛
聽 聽Y/N laughed,聽鈥淎nd your parents?鈥澛
聽 聽Loki鈥檚 smile fell a bit,聽鈥淭hey passed. Both just recently.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淟oki,鈥 she sighed, putting her hand on his,聽鈥淚鈥檓 so sorry.鈥澛
聽 聽He smiled quickly,聽鈥淚 wasn鈥檛 exactly my father鈥檚 favourite, or second, or even third. And believe me, I returned the affection,鈥 he joked,聽鈥淏ut my mother she, well she was something truly special. She saw something in me that others, or even myself have yet to see.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淪he sounds lovely,鈥 Y/N smiled.聽
聽 聽鈥淪he was,鈥 Loki sighed,聽鈥淏ut anyway, that鈥檚 all there really is.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淎nd now you鈥檙e here. On Sakaar.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淎nd now I鈥檓 here. On Sakaar,鈥 Loki repeated,聽鈥淲hat about your mother? She still involved with the Grandmaster?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淣o,鈥 Y/N shook her head,聽鈥淪he actually passed when I was a teenager, rather long ago here on Sakaar.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淚鈥檓 terribly sorry,鈥 Loki apologised,聽鈥淚 didn鈥檛 mean-鈥澛
聽 聽She waved it off,聽鈥淚 chose to answer, did I not? Besides, it was a long time ago. Can鈥檛 bring her back, though I wish I could, so there鈥檚 no use dwelling on it.鈥澛
聽 聽Loki sighed,聽鈥淔amilies truly are complicated,鈥 he finished off his drink.
聽 聽鈥淗ere, here,鈥 she raised his empty glass before clearing,聽鈥淏ut,鈥 she chuckled, pointing over to the Grandmaster dancing atop one of the tables,聽鈥淗e鈥檚 not so bad.鈥
聽 聽Loki chuckled,聽鈥淚t鈥檚 very kind of him to not force you to be one of his pleasure-maids.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淪uppose it is,鈥 she answered,聽鈥淗e promised my mother.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淧romised her to not make you a pleasure maid?鈥 Loki asked.聽
聽 聽鈥淣o,鈥 she giggled. Y/N took note of how handsome the God looked as he threw his head back when he laughed,聽鈥淧romised I could live here as long as...鈥 her voice floated off as she put away Loki鈥檚 glass.聽
聽 聽鈥淎s long as what Y/N?鈥 he met her alluring gaze as they both leaned over the bar.聽
聽 聽鈥淎s long as I was a good girl,鈥 she whispered as they drew nearer.聽
聽 聽Loki smirked,聽鈥淎nd are you?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淎m I what, Loki?鈥 she whispered as her eyes began to flutter close.聽
聽 聽鈥淎 good girl,鈥 Loki answered.聽
聽 聽She smirked a bit,聽鈥淚n certain situations, I suppose.鈥澛
聽 聽Loki chuckled,聽鈥淲hat sorts of situations?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淲hy don鈥檛 you come find out?鈥 she teased. And before they knew it, they were locked in a tussle of teeth, tongue and lips. Both of them pulling grunts and moans from the other.聽
聽 聽鈥淵ou have a bed chamber we could go to?鈥 Y/N asked as she pulled away for a quick moment.聽
聽 聽Loki pulled her lip between his teeth,聽鈥淔ollow me,鈥 he grabbed her hand and dragged her from the party through the corridors of the Grandmaster鈥檚 estate. Finally they landed in the suite that the Grandmaster had gifted Loki with.聽
聽 聽Loki slamming the door closed before pinning her against it, their lips once again meeting in a flurry of passion.聽
聽 聽鈥淔ucking hell,鈥 she moaned as Loki鈥檚 lips bit, sucked, and licked nearly every inch of skin from her lips to the skin her blouse exposed.聽
聽 聽Loki鈥檚 chest heaved as he pulled away, admiring the love bites he had littered over the tops of her breasts. His eyes going dark before he tore her blouse completely off, the buttons scattering across the floor and a gasp leaving her mouth.聽
聽 聽鈥淒on鈥檛 worry,鈥 Loki spoke between kisses,聽鈥淲e鈥檒l get you a new one.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淔orget about the bloody shirt,鈥 she panted as she moved to undo her bra,聽鈥淛ust fuck me please.鈥澛
聽 聽Loki let out a deep chuckle as he admired her now exposed breasts,聽鈥淧atience, pet. Let me ravish this extravagant body of yours.鈥澛
聽 聽She blushed fiercely as Loki continued his descent down her body, kissing along the hem of her skirt,聽鈥淭ake it off,鈥 she groaned.聽
聽 聽鈥淲ith pleasure,鈥 the God of Mischief smirked,聽鈥淎nd while we鈥檙e at it,鈥 Loki gave his fingers a quick snap and the two of them were now both standing bare and heaving in front of the other.
聽 聽鈥淗-how did you do that?鈥 she panted as Loki returned his lips to hers.聽
聽 聽鈥淛ust a bit of magic,鈥 he answered between kisses. She pulled away, giving him a confused look,聽鈥淒id I not mention that I鈥檓 a god?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淎 god?鈥 she raised her brow.聽
聽 聽鈥淕od of Mischief, to be exact,鈥 he smirked.
聽 聽She let out a nervous chuckle,聽鈥淵ou鈥檙e serious?鈥 Loki nodded,聽鈥淚 don鈥檛 think I believe you, Loki.鈥
聽 聽Loki smirked before giving his fingers another snap. Y/N now found herself on Loki鈥檚 bed, her hands bound to the head board and her ankles tied to the foot of the bed; leaving her splayed as Loki jerked his cock in front of her. Y/N had never seen someone has well-endowed as Loki was, he had the most perfect cock she鈥檇 ever seen.聽
聽 聽鈥淏elieve me now?鈥 he smirked down at her.聽
聽 聽She nodded nervously,聽鈥淵es.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淕ood,鈥 he smiled before returning to ravish in her body. Marking it all over before he was face-to-face with her dripping heat,聽鈥淢y, my, I must have quite the effect on you, darling.鈥澛
聽 聽Y/N tugged against the bindings on her ankles, trying to close her legs and get a bit of friction,聽鈥淧lease,鈥 she pleaded.聽
聽 聽鈥淏egging already?鈥 Loki teased,聽鈥淗ow pathetic of you.鈥 His hands moved to the tops of her knees, spreading her legs even further,聽鈥淏ut who am I to deny such a pretty little thing of such pleasure?鈥澛
聽 聽Before she could muster another word, Loki鈥檚 mouth was already working on her. His tongue flicking against her clit as he carefully traced her tight quim with two of his fingers. She clenched around nothing as Loki brought her slowly to the edge.聽
聽 聽鈥淧lease, Loki. I鈥檓 begging you,鈥 she whimpered.聽
聽 聽Loki let out a groan against her core, sending a shiver up her spine,聽鈥淪ince you asked so nicely.鈥 And just like that, his mouth worked frivolously against her as he railed two of his fingers into, curling them to hit that soft spot deep inside her. Y/N let out a loud moan at his actions as her back arched from the bed.聽聽
聽 聽鈥淟OKI!鈥 she cried as Loki brought her closer and closer to her precipice.聽
聽 聽鈥淚 love hearing you cry out for me,鈥 Loki grunted as he kissed back up her body, his fingers continuing their assault on her tightening cunt,聽鈥淚 can feel you squeezing my fingers. You going to cum, pet?鈥
聽 聽She nodded excitedly,聽鈥淵es, please God. Need to cum.鈥澛
聽 聽Loki chuckled,聽鈥淪orry, love. But there鈥檚 only one god here who can help you,鈥 he smirked before pulling his fingers from her. A small whimper left her lips at the loss of touch.聽
聽 聽鈥淲-what鈥檙e you doing-鈥 Loki caught her off with a harsh kiss.聽
聽 聽鈥淩emember, patience, love,鈥 Loki snapped his fingers once again, the bindings on her legs disappearing. She moved to rub her thighs together but Loki already had them in his grasp as he hiked one over her shoulder and let the other wrap around his hip.聽
聽 聽Y/N could feel the tip of his painfully hard cock, brushing against her entrance as Loki gathered her pleasure onto himself.聽
聽 聽Her nails dug into her wrists bindings as she attempted to buck her hips up to encourage Loki,聽鈥淛ust f-fuck me,鈥 she whimpered.聽
聽 聽Loki smirked down at the lust-filled girl,聽鈥淛ust know, I have no intentions of being gentle.鈥 Before she could speak another word, Loki thrusted himself in to the hilt. Y/N let out a scream-like moan as he filled her.聽
聽 聽鈥淔-fuck, your cock is so...鈥 she couldn鈥檛 find the words to describe the feeling as Loki began to slowly rock back and forth inside of her.聽
聽 聽鈥淟ook at you,鈥 Loki smirked,聽鈥淎lready cock drunk and I haven鈥檛 even begun to fuck you like I truly want.鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淗arder,鈥 her words barely registered with Loki before he began to pound into her drenched cunt. Moans, grunts, skin slapping, and filthy squelching noises filled the room. Anyone walking by would have to be an idiot to not know what was happening in there. Or they must鈥檝e thought Loki was torturing her to death, but I suppose in a way, he was.聽
聽 聽Y/N鈥檚 eyes rolled into the back of head as Loki pushed himself further up her body, allowing himself to get even deeper inside her,聽鈥淔uck,鈥 he grunted as he thrusted,聽鈥淐an鈥檛 wait to fill this...bloody hell... tight cunt with my seed. Watch it drip out of you. And you鈥檙e going to love...shit... every second, aren鈥檛 you? Cause you鈥檙e a good girl. A good fucking cum slut.鈥澛
聽 聽Her back arched off the bed at Loki鈥檚 degrading,聽鈥淔ill me up. P-please, I need it so bad, Loki.鈥澛
聽 聽He reached down to squeeze her jaw, forcing her to look at him,聽鈥淚鈥檓 a god, pet. And you will address me as such. Now...fuck... who鈥檚 your god?鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淵-you are,鈥 she panted.聽
聽 聽Loki began to pound into her even harder, if that was possible,聽鈥淲hat was that, love? Didn鈥檛 quite catch-鈥澛
聽 聽鈥淔UCK! YOU ARE. YOU鈥橰E MY GOD!鈥 she scram as the knot in her stomach grew even tighter.聽
聽 聽鈥淭hat鈥檚 a good fucking girl,鈥 Loki growled as he drilled into her, his balls tightening at the feeling of her wet cunt squeezing him as they both neared their highs.聽
聽 聽鈥淐umming,鈥 she whimpered,聽鈥淟OKI! FUCK!鈥 What felt like a bolt of lighting ripped through her whole body as she covered Loki鈥檚 cock in her orgasm.聽
聽 聽鈥淔ucking hell,鈥 Loki groaned as his thrusts grew sloppy. The look on her face as he fucked her through the orgasm he had given her was enough to force him to paint the inside of her velvet walls completely.聽
聽 聽Both of them stilled for a moment, attempting to regain their breathing. Loki thrusted a bit, fucking his cum further into her.聽
聽 聽鈥淢y god,鈥 she whimpered as he moved through her.聽
聽 聽鈥淗ad to make sure you felt it all,鈥 Loki sighed, both of them groaning as he finally pulled himself from her cunt.聽
聽 聽Loki鈥檚 mouth practically watered at the sight of his cum dripping from her quim onto the silk sheets of his bed. He laid a kiss to her sweaty forehead before collapsing next to her.聽
聽 聽鈥淕uess I underestimated the power of a god,鈥 Y/N chuckled breathlessly.聽
聽 聽鈥淟et鈥檚 hope you don鈥檛 make that mistake again,鈥 Loki smiled as he kissed her softly.聽
聽 聽鈥淪o this is going to happen again?鈥 she smiled, a hint of nervousness in her fucked-out eyes.聽
聽 聽Loki smirked before kissing her again,聽鈥淚 don鈥檛 think I could stay away from such a good girl.鈥澛
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imaginedisish5 months ago
I Know The End (Loki x Reader)
A/N: Hey guys!!! Sorry for the wait, but here it is! This is based off of the request I posted last! I really hope you guys enjoy! PS, it鈥檚 somewhat inspired by I Know The End by Phoebe Bridgers. Although, the tail end of the song doesn鈥檛 exactly match the vibe of the fic, so if you intend on listening to the song while reading, I鈥檇 say hit the rewind button as you get to the end of the song LOL. Anyway, my requests are still open, and ENJOY!
Summary: Thor and Tony tease Loki about never being able to find love. That鈥檚 not true, as far as you鈥檙e concerned, especially given your feelings for Loki. Except there鈥檚 one issue: He doesn鈥檛 know about them, at least not yet.聽
Warnings: A good deal of angst, but it turns into fluff, cursing, maybe some grammar mistakes? I think that should be everything lol.
Word Count: 3,211
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鈥淥h come on, you so totally would!鈥 A voice shouts in the near distance.
The words snap you out of the deep sleep you had been in. Soft rays of light stretch across your face, creeping in from the small cracks and crevices of your white curtains. You groan in annoyance, grabbing your pillow from under your head and shoving it over your face. You know it can鈥檛 be later than 8:30 in the morning, because that鈥檚 when your alarm should have woken you up.聽
Instead, as always, Tony and Thor decided that this was the type of morning to be incredibly loud. It also wasn鈥檛 convenient that your room was dangerously close to the end of the hallway, allowing for all the noise from the kitchen and living room to flow directly into your ears.聽
鈥淥h please,鈥 A familiar voice chimes out. 鈥淚鈥檝e had more people in my bed than the amount of whatever midguardian currency you have sitting in your silly little bank.鈥
The rest of the conversation is unintelligible as you force your pillow down harder over your ears. Thankfully, all you can hear now are the mumblings of annoyance coming from those distantly recognizable voices. Still, you know you won鈥檛 be going back to sleep any time soon, so you have no choice but to force yourself out of bed and out into the conversation that somehow seems to be growing louder and louder.聽
You rip the pillow off your face and push yourself up onto your fore arms, listening a bit closer to the conversation.聽
There鈥檚 a powerful, booming laugh. 鈥淲ell brother,鈥 Thor chants, 鈥淭he people amount of people one has in bed most certainly does not equate to the love one holds in one鈥檚 heart.鈥
Loki stays silent, but Tony鈥檚 laugh is audible as ever. 鈥淧roverb Thor 3:5 makes an excellent point,鈥 Tony mutters. 鈥淎nd if you鈥檝e slept with more people than the amount of money I have, I think it鈥檚 time to get that thing checked out, Reindeer Games.鈥澛
You roll your eyes, knowing full well that the conversation must be bothering Loki. As much as he pretended to be a cocky asshole, he was truly a rather vulnerable, hurt, damaged, yet kind person. At least to you, that鈥檚 what he showed himself to be. His god-like, sarcastic, cynical front was just an illusion to keep his true self hidden.聽
But he didn鈥檛 hide that true self from you.聽
You swing your legs around to the side of the bed, and force yourself to face the cold hard wood floors below. You walk towards your door, twisting the knob and making your way out into the hall.聽
鈥淕ood morning sleeping beauty,鈥 Tony chimes in as you enter the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee in the process. Loki stands up from the barstool he had been sitting on and begins to walk over towards you.聽
鈥淢orning Loki,鈥 You say, your voice still hoarse with sleep.聽
He sends a soft smile your way, but doesn鈥檛 respond. He leaves the kitchen and heads off down a hallway, disappearing into a room.聽
Your heart sinks down deep into your chest. Whatever Tony and Thor had been teasing Loki about had truly gotten to him, and you couldn鈥檛 help but feel as though your presence somehow made it worse. That was the last thing you wanted. You wanted to be there for him, to figure out what was wrong, to fix whatever was hurting him.聽
You really couldn鈥檛 bare to see him that way, you never could. The amount of hours you spent next to Loki, talking about everything and nothing, all to make sure he was okay, were absolutely innumerable. Sometimes you two would sit in comfortable silence, your shared presence saying more than words ever could. Sometimes you鈥檇 keep a TV show on in the background, but you were never paying attention. You鈥檇 sit on the couch next to him, resting your head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.聽
To be honest, you would do anything for him. You would sit with him for days on end if you had to. You believed in him more than any other Avenger. You saw the good in him the very second you laid eyes on him, as impossible as that seems. He didn鈥檛 have to prove himself to you. He didn鈥檛 have to jump through hoops or pass stupid, foolish tests.聽
He was Loki, and that was enough.聽
You finally decide to speak up, completely ready to interrogate your teammates. 鈥淲hat did you two do?鈥 Your voice is strong, a little bit too strong. You were just a tad too easy to read. Immediately, Thor and Tony can tell that there was something else causing you to react this way.聽
Everyone did. In fact, everyone had admitted it already. Everyone had discussed it with each other at least once a day. Everyone could tell so easily. But you and Loki couldn鈥檛.聽
There was something between you two. It was impossible not to see.聽
You could never tell him how you felt. Never. You couldn鈥檛 even tell yourself. It didn鈥檛 matter how bad you wanted him, how terribly you loved him, how horrifically head over heels you had become for him. Because, at the end of the day, you had lost far too much to lose something, someone, like that. Of course, losing him would hurt regardless. Maybe it would hurt even more if you never got the chance to see how things played out. But still, it felt safer not to try. It felt safer not to let those three words free themselves from their chamber at the back of your throat.
So you wallowed in silence. You felt in silence. You dreamt in silence.聽 And that was okay.聽
This, however, Loki feeling pain, was not.聽
Tony finally decides to speak up. 鈥淲e were just messing with him. I didn鈥檛 know Reindeer Games had any soft spots. Guess he does.鈥澛
You scoff. 鈥淗e has emotions, you know,鈥 You say, your eyebrows furrowed. You weren鈥檛 having Tony鈥檚 bullshit today, no matter how close you two were. He had become something of a father figure for you, but that didn鈥檛 necessarily mean he was always the greatest influence.聽
鈥淐ouldn鈥檛 tell, to be honest,鈥 Tony says back, sarcasm heavy in his voice.
Before you could think of a comeback, Thor interjects. 鈥淗e鈥檒l be alright, (Y/N),鈥 He says, his voice much softer than usual. 鈥淗e always pushes through.鈥 But his words weren鈥檛 reassuring to you.聽
You shake your head. 鈥淲hat were you even talking about? What could you have been possibly saying to make him so upset, hm?鈥
Tony smiles, laughing a bit. 鈥淚 said,鈥 He stops, his laughter growing, 鈥淭hor I can鈥檛 say it, it鈥檚 too damn funny.鈥 Tony bends over, his cackle filling the room. He mutters something under his breath, and he laughs at whatever it was he said.聽
Thor chuckles. 鈥淭ony said Loki would have to pay someone to be his girlfriend, and I agreed. Jokingly, of course.鈥
鈥淎s funny as it was, it wasn鈥檛 a joke to me!鈥 Tony shouts, laughing even harder now.聽
Your mouth falls open. 鈥淵ou assholes!鈥 You yell, your voice booming against the walls of the kitchen.聽
Tony looks at you, his eyes wide with disbelief. 鈥淲hat, you really think he鈥檒l ever be able to find true love?鈥 He asks, the remnants of his laughter still thick in his voice. 鈥淚 mean come on, you know him better than anyone else here, don鈥檛 you? Even better than Thor?鈥澛
Thor nods. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 probably true.鈥澛
鈥淵eah, it is,鈥 You respond, 鈥淲hich is exactly why I know he will, and that he鈥檚 worthy of every ounce of it.鈥 Your commanding, serious voice cuts the jovial tone of the room in half, leaving a feeling of tension and conflict in the air. Tony and Thor take their eyes off of you. The only funny thing about this was how intimidated they had become of you in a matter of seconds.聽
After a minute of silence, Tony鈥檚 head whips back towards you, as if he鈥檚 had some sort of epiphany, some sort of grand realization. He laughs to himself.
鈥淲hat, what鈥檚 so funny now?鈥 Your voice doesn鈥檛 waver at all as you slam your fist on the cold, marble countertop.聽
Tony shakes his head and chuckles once more. 鈥淭here鈥檚 no skepticism left in me. I wasn鈥檛 entirely sure about this, but now I am. Thor insisted it was true. So did Nat. Even Bruce knew it. I thought maybe you were just that nice. You鈥檙e too nice sometimes. But now, now it鈥檚 crystal clear.鈥澛
Tony stops his tangent, leaving your heart thumping out of your chest. 鈥淲hat the fuck are you talking about Tony?鈥 You say back.聽
He stays silent, and smiles softly. You look over at Thor, waiting for him to speak up.聽
鈥淚 think you already know the answers to your questions, (Y/N),鈥 Thor says finally. 鈥淲e鈥檝e known for quite a while. It was only a matter of time before you finally acknowledged it too.鈥澛
Everyone knows, You think to yourself, slightly embarrassed. It was a lot to process, although it made complete sense. You thought back to the time they had caught you and Loki sitting on the couch, watching some stupid horror movie. Despite being a goddess, you found yourself stuck under the crook of Loki鈥檚 arm, shaking like a leaf in fear. You burrowed your head into his chest, and he tightened his arm around you. When they walked in on you two, all cuddled up, they made some snide comments, but that was it.聽
Then there was the time Tony had found you two on the couch, sound asleep at 2:30 in the morning, clung together underneath a blanket. Neither of you could sleep alone that night. Nightmares plagued your mind, and oddly enough, Loki was in the same boat. You had made your way out into the living room to watch the city streets below, and Loki showed up just a few minutes later. After talking for a while, you felt yourself growing tired, but you were afraid to be alone. So, he stayed with you on the couch, all night. Tony went to grab a glass of water, and that鈥檚 when he saw you. By the next morning, everyone knew. You took the jokes and made sure Loki was never uncomfortable about any of them.聽
But there were far more times than that. Far more times than you could even begin to count. And they were all hitting you now. It was undeniable, your words, your actions, your feelings. It was all so abundantly clear, not only to yourself, but to the world.聽
You wondered if they were clear to Loki too. Maybe he thought you could never love him, all over some stupid jab from Tony and Thor. That stung. The thought that he truly believed you could never love him was enough to drive you to tears. The idea that Loki seriously believed that he would need to pay you to love him was far too painful. You needed to set the record straight.聽
Now or never.聽
鈥淵ou two fucking suck,鈥 You say angrily, punching the marble countertop again before storming out of the room. You walk towards the hallway Loki had traveled down, and knock on the door.聽
There鈥檚 no response.聽
You knock again, and when there鈥檚 still no voice on the other side, you choose to open the door. You feel your stomach twist when you see that there鈥檚 no one inside. 鈥淟oki?鈥 You call out, but there鈥檚 still nothing. You step back out of the room, shutting the door behind you.聽
That鈥檚 when an idea pops into your head, and you immediately storm towards the doors to the balcony entrance at the other end of the hallway.聽
And, of course, there he was. You push the doors open. You watch Loki stare down at the cars rushing by below. It鈥檚 almost as if you can feel how lost he feels, how hurt he feels, how confused he is. A shiver runs down your spine as you finally start making your way over to him. Your footsteps are audible, but he doesn鈥檛 turn around. He stays exactly where he is. It feels like he鈥檚 hiding from you, like there鈥檚 something he doesn鈥檛 want you to see.聽
鈥淟oki?鈥 You whisper, finally reaching the place next to him, where you鈥檝e always felt you belonged.聽
You let your hand place itself in between his shoulder blades, rubbing slowly. He shudders under your touch. You finally look over to his face, his tear stained face. That鈥檚 what he鈥檚 hiding, You realize.
鈥淥h, Loki,鈥 Your voice is quiet and filled with sadness. You bring your other hand across his chest and up to his shoulder, wrapping himself in your arms, bringing him into a tight hug. You bring your lips to his ear.聽 Your voice is incredibly low, so only Loki can hear you. 鈥淭hey鈥檙e wrong. You know that, don鈥檛 you?鈥澛
Loki brings his hands to your waist, giving into the hug and bringing you closer to him. He shakes his head into the crook of your neck. 鈥淣o, they鈥檙e not, and that鈥檚 the problem.鈥 After a few seconds of silence, he pulls away from you, leaving you feeling cold and empty despite the cool touch of his skin.聽
He walks a few steps away from you, and begins to pace back in forth. Every now and then he鈥檒l bring his hands up to his face defeatedly. It kills you to see him like this.聽
鈥淭hey鈥檙e wrong Loki, I promise you. They鈥檙e completely, entirely and insurmountably wro-,鈥
He whips around to face you again. 鈥淣o, they鈥檙e not!鈥 He shouts, tears falling from his eyes, smacking the ground when they land. 鈥淚鈥檓 unlovable. I鈥檓 nothing. I鈥檓 unworthy of so much, (Y/N). Of Asgard, of a real family, of friends, of love,鈥 He pauses, his voice softening with every word, 鈥淥f you.鈥澛
Your eyes begin to well up. You blink and the tears free themselves, trickling down your cheeks. You catch the salty taste as one falls to the corner of your mouth.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 not true and you-,鈥澛
But he cuts you off again. 鈥淚t is true! Of all the things I just mentioned, I don鈥檛 deserve you the most. I will never deserve you. Why are you even here? Why do you stay? Look at me, I鈥檓 a monster.鈥澛
You shake your head, pinching the bridge of your nose as you take a few steps towards his frozen body. You scoff and part your lips. 鈥淏ecause you鈥檙e not a monster. You鈥檙e not whatever the fuck you think you are. You鈥檙e so much more, Loki. You鈥檝e shown me more love than I鈥檝e ever seen in my entire life. You鈥檝e been there for me, and I鈥檓 always going to be here for you,鈥 Your words are shaky. You pause, out of breath, trying to speak in between sobs. 鈥淎nd don鈥檛 you dare, for a single second think that you don鈥檛 deserve me.鈥澛
鈥淎nd what makes you think that I do?鈥 He questions, his voice much quieter this time.聽
You look to the city streets below, searching for the perfect thing to say. But that鈥檚 when it dawns on you, that there鈥檚 no need for some perfect way to come out and say it. Nothing is ever perfect. It doesn鈥檛 need to be. It shouldn鈥檛 be. Life would be shit if everything was perfect, You think to yourself. You and Loki were most certainly far from perfect, and yet, you knew that he was all you wanted. You knew that you belonged with him.聽
You knew that no matter what your story was, it would end with him.聽
鈥淏ecause I know the end, Loki,鈥 You say, stepping closer to him. 鈥淭hey know it too,鈥 You say motioning towards the door behind you and him. You figured the entire team was watching, but neither of you looked to see.聽
Loki closes the gap between you and him. 鈥淲hat are you talking about, (Y/N)?鈥 He questions, taking your hands in his.聽
You blink some more tears out of your eyes to see his face more clearly. You take a deep breath, allowing the words to fall out of your mouth.聽
鈥淚 love you, Loki. That鈥檚 the end. You and me. No matter what. No matter how many times you and I try to push each other away, no matter how many stupid jokes they make about you never finding love, no matter how you feel about yourself, I will always love you. I always have and I always will.鈥澛
There鈥檚 a pause, a moment of disbelief between the two of you. You can鈥檛 help but worry he won鈥檛 feel the same.
鈥淵-you love me?鈥 A genuine smile plays at the corners of his mouth. His blue eyes widen.聽
You nod once. 鈥淵es,鈥 You say simply.
Loki brings his hands to the sides of your face as his lips come crashing down onto yours. You swear you can feel a strong ray of sun break through the grey cloudy sky, reaching the exact spot you and Loki are standing in, as if the heavens decided to open up, as if some sort of order had been resolved within the universe. That鈥檚 exactly how the kiss felt, as if everything was in its right place, as if this was exactly where you were supposed to be.聽
Loki separates his lips from yours, a single tear falling down his cheek. 鈥淚 love you, (Y/N), and I mean that.鈥
鈥淚 know, I know,鈥 You say back, 鈥淚 know you do.鈥 You knew he wanted you to understand that this wasn鈥檛 some trick. But there was no need to prove a single thing to you. You knew how he felt. There was no doubt in your mind now.聽
鈥淭hank you,鈥 He says, resting his forehead against yours, squeezing your hands with his own.聽
鈥淔or what?鈥 You ask.聽
He smiles. 鈥淣o one has ever made me feel this way. No one has ever treated me with so much kindness, with so much trust. With so much鈥︹ He trails off, his eyes shutting tightly. 鈥淲armth.鈥澛
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 need to thank me, Loki,鈥 You say, squeezing his hands back.聽
Loki squints his eyes, confused. 鈥淲hy not? You deserve it.鈥
You shake your head. 鈥淏ecause that鈥檚 what love is. I鈥檇 do anything for you, no questions asked. I鈥檇 chase you into a tornado. I鈥檇 drive into the sun with you. I鈥檇 face the end of the world with you,鈥 You pause, swallowing the lump in your throat. 鈥淔orever.鈥澛
鈥淔orever?鈥 Loki asks.聽
鈥淔orever.鈥 You say back.聽
He wraps his arms around you, bringing you tightly into his chest. You didn鈥檛 care if the team was watching. You didn鈥檛 care who saw.聽
He was yours.聽
Forever. Never to be alone again.聽
Either way, we're not alone
I'll find a new place to be from
A haunted house with a picket fence
To float around and ghost my friends
No, I'm not afraid to disappear
The billboard said "The End Is Near"
I turned around, there was nothing there
Yeah, I guess the end is here
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lokis-little-fawn22 days ago
His Colours
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Read part 2 here
Paring: Loki x Fem!Reader
Word count: 2.8k
Summary: As Tony Starks only daughter expectations are high. Will you abide by your fathers rules or will you fall for Loki?
Warnings: SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+) fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), BDSM (being tied up, spanking, choking), unprotected sex, use of pet names (little one, darling)
鈥楧on鈥檛 make a sound鈥 you hear a low voice growl into your ear as a hand grips over your mouth. You recognised that the voice belonged to Loki as he pulls you backwards into a darkened corner.
Every inch of the avengers complex was covered with cameras. Nothing happened there that wasn鈥檛 seen and being Tony Starks only daughter, you were under extra protection. This made your secret relationship with Loki slightly more challenging, you lived with your family on the top floor while Loki lived downstairs with the rest of the team.
Drawing you into the darkness he kisses you hard, pressing you against the wall. With your hands gliding over his leather clad chest, your lips grow more desperate for the feeling of your lover as one of Loki鈥檚 hands moves into your hair lightly pulling it. the other hand moving down your body, wrapping around your hip pulling you closer.
Hearing voices approaching you break the kiss and sneak Loki up the near by staircase that leads to you bedroom upstairs. Silently making your way through the living room you make sure to check everywhere you walk twice so not to be seen by your father.
Making your way into your room, closing the door behind you Loki swiftly picks you up. His large hands placed onto your covered ass as he places you down on the bed, your legs wrapped around his waist.
鈥楽uch a naughty girl, little stark. Disobeying your fathers rules, I may have to punish you鈥 Loki growls before kissing you, biting your lip before pushing his tongue into your mouth.
As his hips grind into your clothed heat, you feel his length already hard against you. Gripping onto his armour you moan softly into his ear, one of your hands wrapping itself behind his neck intertwining with his long hair. As he feels your hands move he grabs your wrists and pins them above your head before he continues relentlessly grinding into you. With your kisses growing more heated by the second, moaning softly into the kiss trying to muffle the sounds.
With a snap of his fingers your clothes vanish leaving you spread naked before the god. Your hands eager to touch him, you try to escape his grip, but even with only one of his strong hands holding you down your helpless beneath his body.
鈥業t鈥檚 of no use little one, your mine鈥 he says as you pull a cute grumpy face looking up at him. His free hand wraps around your throat and lightly squeezes. Releasing your wrists from his hand you try to free yourself only to find Loki has tied a green silk bow around your wrists with his magic. With his hand around your neck he pulls your head lightly to the side and places kisses down your bare chest. Eventually making his way to your throbbing heat he places a delicate kiss onto your clit before he begins swirling it around with his tongue. Slipping his finger into you, you let out a loud moan. Immediately Loki鈥檚 hand tightens around your throat, a warning to stay quiet. His fingers curling inside you bring desperate choked moans from your throat as your eyes fill with water. Sensing you nearing the edge Loki withdraws from you, kissing up your body, eventually making his way to your mouth as you taste yourself in his kiss. You open your mouth wantonly, sticking your tongue out he places his moistened fingers into your mouth sucking your liquid from him. He lets out a wanting moan, enamoured by you.
He frees your wrists from their restraints, immediately you wrap your arms around his back, pulling at the straps that hold his armour. Freeing him from it your hand meets his length, pumping him up and down as he moans into your kiss. He pulls you up and places you on your knees at the end of the bed, you open your mouth just as he鈥檇 trained you, waiting for him.
He runs his hand softly over your cheek before moving his hand to the back of your head, intertwining his fingers in your hair. As soon as he has a hold of you he thrusts into your mouth with a force, falling forward you place your hands onto his thighs to steady yourself. His thrusts quickly become more urgent and uneven, feeling his climax building. One of your hands slips down between your legs, rubbing circles in your clit. As soon as he notices he gives you one disapproving look that tells you all you need to know, if you cum now, he鈥檒l make sure you won鈥檛 cum again for weeks.
Thrusting into your mouth at a relentless pace you wrap your hands around him, pumping and sucking in unison. With a loud grunt Loki cums in your mouth, his warm liquid rolling down your chin from the corners of your lips. As he heaves for breath you stand up to kiss him, kissing down his neck sensually.
鈥楳y desperate little girl, I might just make you wait, I did tell you that you deserved punishment little one鈥 he states, pulling you up to sit in his lap as you grumpily grab him wanting for more. After a while of caring for you, you fall asleep in his arms.
In the morning you wake up to find that Loki has vanished, he has left you a rose next to your bed and your sheets still smell of him. After a while of content giggling to yourself you make your way into the kitchen on your floor. Grabbing something out of the kitchen you quickly eat breakfast and make your way back to your room to get ready.
To pay Loki back for last night you decide to wear something slightly sexy and daring. Your favourite colour had always been red but ever since meeting Loki, you found yourself wearing more and more green. Not enough to raise any suspicion but enough that Loki felt your commitment to him always.
Today was different, after he left you as a punishment last night you wore red, a red that closely resembled Thor鈥檚 colours.
You slipped on the form fitting red dress that was just about casual enough to get away with wearing around the complex without your dad telling you to change.
Making your way downstairs you find Loki sitting in the corner of the living room by a large window reading a book. Thor sitting near him with a few of the others talking and eating breakfast.
鈥楳orning everyone!鈥 You say walking through the living room, grabbing some coffee from the connected kitchen.
鈥榊/N! May I say you look exquisite this morning, my colours are quite fetching on you鈥 Thor states, you already feel Loki鈥檚 anger silently rising in the corner. You settle down on the sofa next to Thor.
鈥楢wh thank you Thor鈥 you say sweetly, placing your hand softly on his arm for a second. From your seat you can see Loki pretending to read his book, his teeth gritted so hard together that you鈥檇 think his jaw may break.
Continuing the conversation with Thor and the others you feel Loki鈥檚 gaze baring into you never letting you out of his sight.
After a while everyone breaks off to get on with their daily tasks. You and Thor move to the kitchen to get more coffee. Ending up talking with him for a few minutes, Loki moves into a new position to keep an eye on you while pretending to read. Every time you catch his glance you make sure to giggle at something Thor said or find some excuse to touch him. As the conversation continues Thor finds any reason to bring up his hammer, asking if you鈥檇 like to try and lift it. As He leaves to collect Mj枚lnir from wherever he last left it, you and Loki are left alone in the room.
Bending over the counter, standing on your tippy toes you pretend to reach for something, pushing your ass out. Curving over the surface your dress is just short enough to show Loki a flash of your bare skin under the dress, you decided not to wear any panties just to tease him.
In a flash of anger Loki stands from his seat and storms towards you. Pulling you up towards him he kisses you harshly, his strong hands grasping your hips, his nails leaving crescent moon shapes in your skin under your dress.
鈥楲oki.. they鈥檒l see.. the cameras鈥 you breath out between kisses, moaning quietly as Loki鈥檚 grip on you tightens.
Hearing no answer from Loki he continues to press kisses angrily into your lips, pushing your lower back against the counter. With one loud blow, he slaps your ass through your dress making a gasp catch in your throat as he grips your ass in his hand.
Breaking the kiss he tugs you by your hand into the dark pantry connected to the kitchen. The second your alone in the dark cupboard Loki rips your dress down the front, from the neck all the way to the hem of your skirt.
鈥榃hat in the seven hells do you think your doing!鈥 He shouts demanding an answer from you, wrapping his hand around your neck, your words never escaping your throat being replaced with a moan.
鈥榊our mine and if you don鈥檛 stay quiet everyone will know鈥 he states, removing his hand from your throat he gives you no time to reply. His lips immediately gripping onto your neck biting and sucking deep purple marks into your skin down to your chest.
Your hands rush to rip his clothes from him, letting you remove them from him as quickly as you can.
As soon as his armour hits the floor you glide your hands over his chest, your nails digging into his chest as he bites your lip while kissing you.
Your hands working their way down his body fumbling with the buttons on his trousers until they eventually come undone, letting his length spring free into your hand.
Wrapping your hand around his length he pins you into a corner or the dark pantry, his hands placed either side or your head with his body pressed against yours. Pumping your hand along his length he lets out a moan into your kiss, his deep growl vibrating within your core.
One of his hands strolls over your curves, hooking his hand underneath your knee he lifts it around his waist and lines himself up with your entrance.
Pushing into you, you let out a loud gasp at the sudden friction. He begins pumping into you at a merciless pace, tearing screams of pleasure from your throat.
鈥楺uiet, baby, the others will hear. We wouldn鈥檛 want your parents to find out what a little harlot their precious little Y/N is, would we?鈥 He says, venom lacing his words.
鈥楽eeing how you鈥檝e been whoring yourself out to my brother just to get my attention. What a unworthy little slut you are鈥 your mind blank, barely taking in his words as he thrusts into you at a pace he know drives you crazy. Every movement pushing you closer to the edge, holding onto Loki as if your life depended on it. He spins you around, pushing your chest against the cold wall, placing your hands upon it. He re enters you pulling your back against his chest, your head falling into his neck gazing up at him to kiss you. With one hand wrapped once again around your throat the other glides down your body rubbing quick circles into your clit. Loosing yourself in pleasure you barely hear the voices on the other side of the door closing in.
鈥楲 Loki.. I鈥檓 going to..鈥 you stutter out feeling your orgasm approaching.
鈥楥um for me little one, I鈥檒l make you scream鈥 he says biting into your neck, feeling his own climax building. As your orgasm rushes over you, you cum screaming his name. Your release triggering his own, his moans in your ear drawing out your orgasm. His head drops to meet yours placed on his shoulder, kissing you deeply as he moans into your kiss. Heaving for breath, you feel his chest rise and fall against your back.
鈥榊/N.. I lov鈥︹ his sentence cut short, hearing the door being torn open and a booming voice come through it as light floods the preciously dark pantry.
鈥榊/N, are you alright, I thought I heard screaming.. oh.. brother..鈥 Thor鈥檚 sentence trails off in realisation of what he was seeing, immediately turning away in disgust.
You and Loki immediately grab whatever clothes remain near you on the floor to attempt to cover yourselves.
鈥楾hor, whats happening I thought I heard screaming. Oh my god鈥 embarrassment floods your face, your eyes still adjusting to the light as you realise who the second voice belongs to, your dad.
鈥楯arvis, send me my suit鈥 he demands, his hands clenched in fists as the iron man suit flys towards him, latching onto his body.
At the same time Loki clicks his fingers and your clothes re appear on your forms covering you entirely again appearing as if nothing ever happened.
鈥楲oki, get away from my daughter鈥 Tony demands, pointing a gun from the arm of his suit at Loki.
For the first time in your life Loki is speechless, you rush to stand in front of him but your dad is faster. Pulling Loki from the pantry and throwing him violently to the ground in the kitchen. Running after him you dive to the floor just before he hits Loki.
鈥楴o! Please!鈥 You shout at your dad.
鈥業 love him鈥 at those words Loki wraps his hand gently around your arm, looking at you adoringly.
鈥榃e鈥檝e been seeing each other for a while. I know you hate him but you don鈥檛 know him. None of you do!鈥 You shout, seeing the kitchen fill with the rest of the team who rushed in to see the commotion. For a second the room drops into silence.
鈥楤ut I love him, please!鈥 You beg, your eyes filling with water as you shout your pleas, your voice cracking at the end of your sentence.
With out a word Tony huffs loudly, turns and punches a giant hole into a wall, storming out in a rage. You are clearly startled but your thankful the hole is in the wall and not in Loki.
After a few seconds you turn to Loki, kissing him softly and checking that he鈥檚 okay. You鈥檝e seen him fight before, but you鈥檝e never seen him speechless, no one had, he always had some witty come back or sly trick. But in the face of confrontation regarding the woman he loves, he froze.
鈥楥ome with me鈥 you stand, pulling him up to stand, guiding him to his room closing the door behind you. The rest of the teams eyes follow you all the way down the hall, all of them frozen in place. The second the door closes you hear them all asking Thor what happened. Hearing him recount what happened quietly through the closed door you begin to tend to Loki.
鈥楢re you okay?.. Loki?鈥 You ask as you sit him down on the bed. After a long silence a tiny smile spreads across his face.
鈥榊ou, you love me?鈥 He asks uncertainly, his smile growing bigger by the second and his cheeks lightly flushed pink.
鈥榊ou actually love me? You mean it?鈥 He questions, giddy uncertainty laced in his voice.
鈥極f course I love you Loki and I just want you to be okay! So.. are you?鈥 You ask, you sit on your knees at the edge of the bed In front of him, placing your hand on his cheek.
鈥業鈥檝e never seen you speechless before鈥 you state, your sentence trailing off.
鈥業 guess that鈥檚 what happens when the person you love, loves you back鈥 he says kissing the palm of your hand.
鈥楢nd also when her father tries to kill you鈥
He laughs, as do you.
鈥極h god Loki, what are you going to do?鈥 You ask, your head falling into your hands.
鈥業t鈥檚 alright darling, we鈥檒l work something out, I鈥檒l do anything to keep you. I鈥檒l play nicely if I have to鈥 he says with a sarcastic tone.
You crawl onto the bed next to him. As day falls into night, eyes eventually close. After talking all the evening, the last thing you hear before Falling asleep is Loki confessing his love for you, for the hundredth time that day.
鈥榃e鈥檒l work something out my darling, I love you鈥 he says placing one last kiss on your lips as you sleepily whisper your love for him back. Falling asleep in each others arms, hopeful for all the days to come.
Shall I write a part 2? Let me know if you鈥檇 like a second part to this 馃挌
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umbrae-in-nive3 months ago
my love (loki x reader)
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anon requested: is it okay if i request a oneshot/headcanon--or whatever ur comfortable with--of him slowly falling for y/n in the void who he just actually captured and kept initially only for sex stuff purposes..??
warnings: (soft) SMUT. i am not even the slightest bit sorry for this. in fact, this might just be my favorite loki fic i've ever written.
***reader is gender neutral***
Ever since you were captured by President Loki and his clan, you came to realize that the void wasn't so bad.
See, when you were first pruned by the TVA and sentenced to an eternity in this godforsaken place, you were all alone. The vast fields of the void screamed at you as wind howled in your ears, and Alioth the not-so-friendly monster kept you on your toes. Every single day you were fighting for your life, just trying to survive the inhumane environment that surrounded you.
Then Loki came, and your luck had changed.
He had taken an immediate liking to you and offered you his hospitality and protection from Alioth to which you gratefully accepted. And ever since joining him, the dreariness and fear that you associated with the void transformed into light and optimism. Loki was a good guy. A little mad, sure, and quite devious when provoked, but you were the first person to bear witness to the soft side which he normally concealed. In fact, you were the one who coaxed that side out of him. You brought out the goodness in him.
Most of the time.
Loki... had his moments. Mood swings, more like. One moment you would wake up enveloped in his arms, feelings his exhales against your skin, and another he would be backing you into a corner with a knife pressed against your throat, threatening you.
He let his dark side show more than his light side, probably because it was a safer option for him. He didn't like to be vulnerable around anyone. Anyone but you, that is.
However, despite his obvious attachment to you, Loki had made it distinctly clear that he was not, by any means, interested in you in that way. He let you join his clan because he saw that you needed help, and you looked like someone who could get him off when he needed to. He'd made that very clear. No feelings involved.
There were a lot of things about Loki that could be considered red flags in any normal situation. But living in the void was not a normal situation, and Loki was not a normal person. And besides, you liked him. Despite his madness and tendencies which one might label "evil," you found that you yourself had grown attached to him too. His deep voice, ravishing good looks, and even better skills in bed captivated you and held you hostage. Both metaphorically and physically.
You were in pretty deep, enraptured by a god who did not reciprocate your feelings and at mercy to his every word. Loki liked that you were the obedient type, because it simply made his job easier. That's not to say that you hadn't disobeyed him once or twice when you believed it was necessary. You had a good reason for your actions, but Loki was generous with giving out punishments. Especially to you, his gorgeous, pretty little pet.
Like today, for instance, when you had left without Loki's permission to find food with Croki and Kid Loki. You had woken up on a comfy armchair, snuggled into Loki's lap, your head resting against his chest to listen to his heartbeat. His arms were tight around your body, but you just smiled to yourself and carefully removed them so you could get up, knowing you weren't going to be able to go back to sleep with your food supply running so low.
Finding Kid Loki and his crocodile variant friend ready to embark on the same task as you, you willingly went along with him on the search for some breakfast.
It was about mid-morning when you came back to the lair, famished and in good spirits. You hardly remembered that you had left without Loki's permission this morning, just relishing in the fact that you had successfully found some substantial food and had bonded a bit with Kid Loki.
When you climbed down into the lair, you found Loki sitting on his self-made throne, knees spread apart, and looking positively murderous. The darkness gleamed in his eyes like sunlight reflecting off the surface of a lake, making his blue eyes shimmer intimidatingly.
"Y/n," was all he head, and you knew instantly that you were fucked.
Loki's guards stood beside him wielding weapons and looking as if they were about to kill you. But you weren't looking at them. You were looking at Loki, maintaining eye contact despite the fire which kindled itself throughout your body.
The corner of his mouth twitched and when he raised his hand to summon one of his guards closer, you flinched. This did not go unnoticed by Loki.
When Loki finished whispering to the guard, the latter ushered all the Loki variants out of the lair promptly despite Kid Loki's protests and Viking Loki's disturbed slumber.
The silence between you and Loki in the lair was not promising. You hoped he didn't notice the way your hands were shaking and your knees were weak under his gaze. You knew exactly what was coming to you.
"What do you have to say for yourself, pet?" he demanded in a low voice. "You left this morning without my permission to go scavenging with that petulant child."
"Loki, I 鈥"
He raised an eyebrow.
"Mr. President," you corrected, trying to keep your voice even. "I noticed that the food supply was low and I didn't want to wake you to ask you if I can go replenish it. It was my mistake. I'm sorry."
"Hmm," he pondered.
You were hyper-aware of all his little movements, the way he shifted ever so slightly on his throne, the way he set his jaw, narrowed his eyes. He was not amused by your apology and you knew you weren't going to get off so easily.
Silence followed your words. You began to sweat.
"Your apology bores me, pet," he said finally. "Do you really think you can get away with disobedience with a simple 'I'm sorry'?"
"N-no, Mr. President. I 鈥"
He held up his hand to silent you and rose, sauntering toward you calmly. You analyzed the way his legs looked in his green pants, the way the material clung slightly to his thighs. You gulped and met his gaze when he stopped just a few inches from you.
"I don't believe you understand just how angry I was when I woke up without you there in my arms. You know what I expect of you, don't you, pet?"
His words would have made you melt if there wasn't malice laced between them.
You nodded. "Yes, Mr. President. You expect me to always be at your side no matter what. And to never go anywhere with anyone else."
"Good," he said with a curl of his lip. "So you are competent. Tell me, then, why you thought it was a good idea to disobey my very simple order. Do you think you are above me? That you don't need to listen to my rules?"
"I'm sorry," you said in a small voice. "I won't do it again, I promise." You put everything you had into your words, hoping your tone would sway him.
He hummed and brushed his finger against your bottom lip, sliding his knuckles across your cheek. "You are forgiven, pet."
You sighed in relief.
"Though I am afraid a punishment is still appropriate. Just to make sure you've learned your lesson."
You didn't quite register Loki's words, having been held hostage by his addicting blue eyes and the lowness of his perfect voice.
And then your senses kicked in.
Loki grinned wickedly. "That's right, pet, just a small one. Now 鈥" In a flash of green light, Loki had magicked a knife into his hand and grabbed your arm tightly with the other, throwing you against the wall. "Stay still."
You were too stunned to speak. That was probably a good thing, because you didn't want to say anything to upset him further.
First, he kissed you roughly, perhaps as a way of telling you he wasn't going to go that hard on you. His lips slotted over yours, moving in sync with expertise. You were always a sucker for his kisses, mainly because he always puts so much passion into them. His lips were cold against your warm ones, providing a pleasurable experience for the both of you. There was always pleasure within yours and Loki's relationship. Some punishments too, but only when you deserved them and nothing too dangerous to where you were left bleeding or, y'know, close to death.
Just enough to ensure that you belonged to him, and only him.
You forgot how to breathe when the cold blade of the knife kissed the skin of your neck as Loki himself still kissed you. Loki broke away from your lips and grinned maniacally as the point of the knife pressed ever so slightly into your jugular with just enough pressure to leave a little mark. Loki didn't want to scare you, only to make you realize and repent for your mistake. To show you just how much power he had over you.
"Who do you belong to?" he said against your lips.
He bucked his hips against yours roughly, making you whimper as you replied, "You, Mr. President. Only you."
Pleased, Loki took the knife away from your throat, allowing you to breathe freely without fear of cutting yourself.
"Don't you forget it."
Loki stared into your eyes and put his knife away in a flash of green light. There was a pulsing electricity emanating in the space between you and him, charging the room and making your skin burst into flames. Under his gaze, you became bashful and quickly averted your eyes to the ground. Loki smirked at your shyness. He loved seeing the effect he had on you and placed the back of his hand over your cheek to feel the heat that had gathered there.
But Loki could sense there was something else on your mind. It killed him, not knowing what you were thinking, and he often did everything in his power to please you. Even if that meant going against his own morals, he would do it so long as you were happy.
"What is it, pet? What's on your mind?" His body immediately went stiff. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
You recognized the soft tone of his voice and finally met his eyes. Something driving and unfamiliar targeted his stomach, nearly causing him to feel faint at the sight of your heart-stopping eyes on him.
"I ... I need..."
But you were too bashful to say it. It embarrassed you, the enormity of your desire toward Loki. You wanted him. Just him, and no one else. You wanted him to kiss you again and give you the attention you craved, wanted him to make you scream with just the touch of his hand.
That something, that unfamiliar feeling, only heightened upon seeing your shyness. He had no idea what was happening to him, only that he wanted to know what he could do to help you. To make you feel complete. To let you know that all he wanted was to fulfill your desires.
So Loki read your face, the way your eyes raked over his body almost greedily, hungrily. He analyzed your shaking fingers at your side, twitching as if wanting to reach out to touch him.
And finally he understood.
Loki smiled, all traces of that sadism which he displayed earlier gone. He took your wrist in his large hand and guided it to his chest, just over his heart. Slowly and carefully, eyes on yours, he dragged your hand down his torso, feeling the soft material of his suit under your fingertips. Down lower he went with your hand in his until he settled just over the buckle of his pants.
By this time, your face was on fire and every inch of your skin was intensely aroused.
"This," he whispered. "Is this what you want?"
Too starstruck to say anything, you nodded shyly.
Something in Loki's heart melted, causing his body to betray his mind.
In your relationship with each other, there was a specific dynamic. You traded sex for protection from Alioth and other forms of danger, for as long as Loki's cravings were satisfied, your chances of living would increase every day. In your relationship, Loki was dominant and overpowering, controlling when and where he would take you usually without asking your opinion. It was always consensual, of course, for Loki was too attached to you to hurt you in any way, but he made it very clear that he was in charge.
And you were okay with that.
But this time, Loki unwillingly relinquished a bit of that power, that influence, by asking you what exactly you wanted.
Looking back on it now, he supposed that was the first sign he was in too deep.
Eyes still locked, Loki brought your hand over his clothed member and resisted the urge to pounce on you right then and there. But he was totally and irrevocably infatuated with you and wanted to know exactly how to please you, so he played along with the little guessing game.
"This?" He let out a little laugh and leaned in so that his lips ghosted over yours. "You want my cock?"
Immediately, your entire body flushed. You could feel him under your fingers. Loki's nose slid across your jaw, kissing your neck and humming contentedly in your ear. You nodded wordlessly.
"Oh, pet," he breathed, "all you had to do was ask."
On Loki's self-made throne, you sat on top of him while Loki watched you with curious, lustful eyes.
"Take what you need, pet," he told you. "Take it all."
You weren't sure where to begin. Loki had never given you this much control before, and even though it was exhilarating, you were still nervous.
"I 鈥 don't know where to start, Mr. President," you said honestly, taking in the sight of him so close to you.
"Not used to being given the reigns, huh, pet?" he teased you. "Very well. I suppose I could help you out?"
There is was again. He was asking for your permission this time . What the hell was happening to him? And why was the entirety of his body aflame with pleasure simply at the way you looked up at him through your lashes?
You nodded yes to his question and tried to relax your muscles, but you were too tensed up with excitement and embarrassment to calm down. Loki sensed your anticipation and licked his lips with relish.
"Let's start small, shall we?"
Loki snapped his fingers and instantly his shirt and jacket was gone, leaving his chest bare for your eyes to take in. His pants were still on, however, so as not to go to fast for you.
"Can I 鈥" you swallowed, meeting his eyes. "Can I touch you, Mr. President?"
Your fingers hovered over his porcelain skin, just aching to feel him.
"Of course, pet. You can touch me anywhere you like."
Trying not to think too much about it, you settled your hands over his broad chest, feeling the smooth, cold skin underneath your fingertips. He was beautiful. So effortlessly beautiful. And you were the one lucky enough to have captured his attention.
You started near his navel and caressed the skin in the wake of your hands as you moved up toward his chest slowly and a little unsurely. Loki was staring at you as if you were the cosmos, the galaxy, the universe itself. He was utterly infatuated with the slowness of your movements, the innocence with which you touched him. He was always pleased with your performance in bed, but he never did get to see this side of you, this wonderfully innocent side of you.
When the pads of your fingers brushed over his collarbones and up to his neck, he leaned his head back a little bit with a quiet moan.
"Did that feel good?" you asked, somewhat shocked that you were able to coax such an angelic sound out of him.
"Yes," he breathed. "Norns, pet, you have no idea what you do to me."
Heat blistered your cheeks. You continued your movements, caressing his stomach and chest, until you suddenly found that you wanted more.
"Follow your instincts," he told you.
So you did.
With some strange, newfound courage, you removed your hands from his skin and began to slide off your shirt. The cold air felt good against your skin.
Loki's eyes darkened at the sight of your bare chest; you took that as a sign to keep going.
"Mr. President?" you asked through your lashes.
"Yes, pet?"
You moved your hips against his, eliciting a moan from his lips. "Can I kiss you?"
"Of 鈥 of course," he panted.
You stopped your movements, slightly disappointing Loki, and put your hands on his chest, leaning in. His breath ghosted over your lips and you fell right into the kiss with an easy kind of gracefulness.
This kiss was wonderful enough to be your first.
Normally, when Loki ravished you, he would give you hot, heavy kisses and slide his tongue into your mouth expertly. You would melt into his arms as he devoured you, moaning against your mouth and you against his. The feeling of the closeness between your bodies was enough to inebriate you.
This time, however, with you in control, you initiated the kiss with gentleness and slowly molded your lips against his.
Loki could say without a doubt that he had never been kissed by anyone the way you kissed him.
It was a feeling he was unaccustomed to in terms of relationships; he'd certainly never remembered feeling so light with any other partner besides you. You were the water to offset his passionate flame, the one that kept him sane and satiated and most of all, balanced. Often, anxiety and past trauma would consume him but because of your angelic presence around him at all times, he no longer felt his emotions control him. All the planets aligned, everything falling into place, everything going exactly as it should. Despite being a variant in the eyes of the TVA, Loki never felt more in place than he did when he was with you.
And that was truly magical.
You had picked up moving your hips against his again, and Loki bucked his up to meet yours. Loki made sure to fall back a little in terms of control, letting you initiate the pace of things. He was curious to see where you would take things. Analyzing your rather slow pace, he wondered if you and he would ever get to any of the good stuff.
But for now, he was undeniably on cloud 9. Your hands came up to fist in his hair, pulling just a bit when he thrust his hips into yours. A sweet moan eased past his lips at the pressure, and you continued your actions just so you could hear that sound again.
"Pet," Loki interrupted, causing you to pull back in fear you'd done something wrong.
He put his hands on your neck and stared into your eyes with white-hot intensity. "I don't know how much more of this teasing I can take..."
And at the end of that sentence, an unfamiliar phrase yearned to escape his mouth.
My love.
It had felt so natural, so necessary for him to say to you at that moment. His heart stuttered in fear 鈥 he had never used that phrase with anyone before, and frankly, he didn't know why he would ever use it in the first place.
My love.
It was such a tender and heartfelt phrase, reserved only for the most intimate of couples. But love? When did he ever believe in that? When did he start to think that he was capable 鈥 worthy, even 鈥 of love?
And why were you the first person he had wanted to say that to?
These thoughts confused him and hell, they even scared him. His anxiety would have swept him up into the clouds if it weren't for your breathy little moans grounding him to the present as he kissed you fervently.
You understood how tightly wound up he was and you wanted nothing more than to get him off. With this goal in mind, you gained a bit of courage and tugged on the belt of his pants.
"You want them off?" he asked breathlessly.
"Yes, sir."
Pleased by your calling him sir, he fumbled with the buckle and finally slipped it off before unbuttoning his pants. You dragged your fingers down the milky white skin of his thighs and listened to the soft moan Loki let out at the contact of your hands on his skin.
You hadn't even touched him there yet and he was wrapped around your finger. Loki was absolutely and irrevocably whipped for you.
The bulge against his boxers was impressive, always impressive to you. You'd seen it many times before, had it in your mouth, in your hands, inside of you. Never did his size fail to shock you, but this time you felt a little nervous being the one in control. You had Loki at your mercy. You could do whatever you wanted to him, and he would sit there and take it like a good boy because he desired nothing more than to please you.
With feather-light touches you drew him out of his boxers and held him in your hand, pumping him a few times even though he was already significantly hard. Loki threw his head back and arched his spine as you curled your wrist over the head of his cock, finding it wet and ready for you.
"Ohh," he moaned. "Pet, please, no more teasing."
"Shh," you soothed, still moving your hands around his cock. "Just relax. I'm going to take good care of you."
Loki didn't usually like to be a sub for this particular reason. He wanted to be the one dishing out the pleasure, the one controlling how many orgasms he'd give you. He wanted the power that came with being a dom. But in this case, all he could do was sit back and take it because that warm feeling inside of him began to consume his being, fogging his mind and bringing heat to his cheeks.
You reached over and brushed a strand of Loki's hair behind his ear tenderly, the way a lover would. Loki momentarily forgot the electricity building up near his navel and stared deeply into your eyes, finding that their beauty was incomparable to anything he had ever witnessed.
That word popped into his brain again. That heavy, four-letter word.
Was he in love?
It was hard to tell. He couldn't focus on that right now because suddenly you were sliding off your remaining clothes and hovering over his cock, ready to take him.
The breath in his lungs did not come easily. You were a sight for sore eyes, there above him, naked and irresistible with that shy, lustful look in your eyes.
And when you finally sank down on him, his entire world shattered into a million pieces.
He forgot his own name when you began bouncing on his cock, eyes shut as you threw your head back and let your pleasure enrapture you. Loki's eyes had fallen shut, unable to keep them open because of the pleasurable warmth of you around his cock.
Loki was never much of a talker during sex, aside from the dirty talk he'd whisper in your ear as he took you toward your high. But when Loki finally forced open his eyes to look at you, to see you riding him, the words fell from his lips without a filter.
"Y/n," he breathed, taking in the positively gorgeous scene of you above him, chest heaving, moaning loudly for his variants to hear.
It was the first time in a while that he'd used your real name when you two were engaging like this. Normally, he'd call you pet names throughout, but something triggered him to speak your name amidst the fogginess of his brain.
"Loki," you responded, his name coming out like a sigh.
"I 鈥"
But he couldn't bring himself to say it just yet. He needed a sign, something to tell him 鈥 to scream at him 鈥 that what he was feeling was real, was right. It was all so unfamiliar to him. He never believed in love, always thought it was a delusion for those of weak minds and even weaker spirits. Love never paid him a visit, never turned his world upside-down, never made him second-guess everything he had ever known to be true in his life.
So what was this feeling, then? What was the sensation that stormed throughout his entire being, a sensation like the fitting together of two perfect puzzle pieces?
He needed a sign, and he needed it now. Amidst the blissful state that enveloped him due to your downright impeccable movements, Loki was having an existential crisis because 鈥 he forced himself to think the words 鈥 he was in love.
When you hit your climax, screaming his name in pure ecstasy, Loki could swear he had never heard a sound so beautifully enchanting. He watched you squeeze your eyes shut, parting your lips, and emit exquisite sounds that were exclusively his to hear, and his alone. He wanted you to belong to him and only him for eternity.
The concept of eternity had always frightened him inwardly. But with you in the picture, by his side through the vast expanse of foreverness, he couldn't imagine why he would be so scared of it. For as long as you were there with him, he might as well have been in heaven.
Heaven came shortly after you did, when Loki hit his own climax and felt the knot of uncertainty and fear and built-up denial loosen and fall hopelessly to the ground. Satisfaction and renewal took their place, only enhanced by the sight of your heaving chest, flushed cheeks, and warm breath against his chest as you leaned your forehead against his collarbone.
Loki instinctively wrapped his arms around you and held you close, allowing time for both of you to come down from your highs.
"What 鈥 what were you going to say to me?" you wanted to know in a small voice. "You began to speak, but ... you stopped."
Loki's own cheeks heated up, having been directly confronted by his fears. At first, the enormity of his desire disgusted him. The way he wanted you, only you, for the rest of his life. For as long as you were trapped in the void and even longer than that. It disgusted him, because he had gone throughout his entire life looking down on those who experienced love, who wore blissfully ignorant smiles on their faces as they walked hand-in-hand, as they looked in each other's eyes and found heaven in them. Never did he think he would be the one to find heaven in his lover's eyes, but here he was. Gazing at you as if you were the physical embodiment of the precious moon.
He couldn't bring himself to say it. He was still waiting for that sign.
The sign that came simply from the smile on your lips.
It was a knowing smile, as if you were hiding a secret in your throat that he didn't know about. But that secret revealed itself shortly when your eyes sparkled, the color of your irises brightening like the sun. When your grin extended to your cheeks, making your whole face light up like Christmas.
You leaned down and kissed him. It was sweet in a raw sort of way, as if you were communicating your secret to him through the connection of your lips on his.
"If what you're feeling is the same as what I'm feeling," you began with confidence, "then you don't need to say it back. I already know."
Loki gazed dumbfounded at you.
Your smile wavered slightly, afraid you had done something terribly wrong.
This thing was, Loki wanted to say it back. His sign, in the form of your delicate smile, had finally dawned upon him and he felt like he could shout it to the plains of the void so that everyone there could hear him.
"I want to say it," he admitted quietly. "I need to 鈥 to say it."
The chariot of Helios could never compare to the brightness, the beauty, of your widened smile. Loki took a deep breath.
"I think I love you."
The universe and all its gods seemed to be looking down on the two of you with pleasantry, for Loki was suddenly consumed by an overwhelming sense of purpose, of belonging. He was sure it wasn't a coincidence that this feeling had come over him while you were with him.
"I think I love you too, Mr. President."
And then that phrase, the forbidden one, the one that had sent Loki's senses into a spiral, popped into his brain again.
"My love," he said aloud, shocking himself. "You can call me Loki, my love."
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