#loki x steve

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I Know You Liked It

Steve x Reader x Loki

Summary: Loki uses his cloaking magic for good. You get the revenge against Steve that you deserve.

Warnings: fuckboy!Steve, gender bending, sexual confusion, ropes, ball gags and butt plugs.

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Steve had never seen a woman so captivating. Charcoal hair accompanied by jade green eyes. Her skin was so fair she had a glow about her. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her all night. It prompted Bucky to tease him and make bets that he wouldn’t dare walk up to her. Steve took him up on every bet, he wanted to talk to her even if there was no money involved.

So Steve found himself, tail between his legs, walking up to the mysterious girl. Besides her alluring aura and eyes that seemed to find his no matter where he was in the room. He would call her mysterious because he had never saw her at one of Tony Stark’s infamous parties. He’d been front and center of everyone. Tony’s favorite toys he liked to show off were the vintage ones, like Steve.

The woman must be new to the tower, or else she’d know better than to make eyes at Steve. He had a reputation for chewing women up and spitting them out. You knew that of course. It’s the reason you sent her in there all alone, looking so fuckable.

When you first started working for Tony, you knew certain aspects of the job would be unconventional. You didn’t know how unconventional they would be, but still you accepted. Steve made his intentions known to you, rather quickly.

At first you were flattered. Captain America, the world’s sweetheart, interested in a measly intern. You’re embarrassed by how fast you gave it up. All it took was Steve, walking into the office late one night. Every cubicle desolate except yours.

A bendable desk lamp and the light from your monitor lit up your tired face. He gave you a pitiful look, jutting out his bottom lip. Looking back, it was more than patronizing, he was torturing you, but you were too delusional to notice.

“What’s a pretty girl like you still doing at work on a Saturday night? Don’t you have better things to be doing?” He steps into your personal space, leaning back to sit on the reports you just worked so hard on. “Places to be, people to see?”. You were so nervous of saying the wrong thing, so you took forever to respond. You sat there, looking into his prying eyes, not that they were looking into yours. They were focused on the cleavage your shirt allowed.

“I um, I don’t have any plans.” You said, instantly blushing when he finally looked to your face. He nods, crossing his arms in-front of his chest. “I had such a long day, I couldn’t think of one good reason to go out.” His eyes lights up when you said that. Like it was an instant challenge. Of course you went out with him. You ended up at a club, tucked back in a booth. He had invited all of his friends, But insisted there was no time to call your friends to come.

He didn’t even let you go home to change, he said you looked perfect in what you were wearing. No one else at the club wore business casual, so you’d say it wasn’t perfect. He ignored you most of the night, one of his friends, a man named Sam, you’d never saw him before, he must be new to the team based on how they spoke. He gave you sad looks all night, like he knew your fate, but didn’t have the courage to warn you.

You never drank much, and you didn’t start that night. One fruity drink lasted you the whole time you were there. Steve kept trying to buy you new ones, and offering you shots but you always turned him down. You remember when the famous god of thunder brought out a wooden jug and poured Steve and Bucky mugs full of a golden liquid. He wasn’t the same after he downed it. It’s like all the drinks he had before hit him all at once.

He looked over to you and said “The guys wanna take the party back to my place, are you down?” You didn’t wanna ruin the vibe so you agreed instantly. No protests came from you as you and Steve rose from the table and made you way back to the tower. No alarms raised in your head when you got there and his apartment was dark. He kicked off his shoes haphazardly, not caring where they landed.

“Hey, when are your friends getting here?” You say, sitting on the couch, slipping off your work heels, blisters starting to form after 16 hours of wear. Steve comes and sits awfully close to you. “They should be here soon, they were leaving right after us.” He throws his arm around you shoulder, smiling innocently.

You don’t remember why you ignored the chill that ran down your spine, or your rapid heart beat; screaming at you to get out. You looked into his blue eyes and got lost. Tangled up in the different shades. You leaned in and kissed him, pulling away and coving your face. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” He grabs your hands and pulls them away from your eyes. “It’s okay, I want to try it again.” He kissed you like he needed you. Like he actually wanted you. You were just another girl to him. Just another girl to get fucked and never get called back.

At first, you were hurt, you never saw it coming. Your crush kept you from seeing his red flags. Once you got over it, you easily moved on, if he’s whoring himself around, then the jokes on him. You didn’t find yourself thinking about it again till you overheard the girl in the cubicle beside yours crying to a group of coworkers. “Then he told me he’d call, but when I got home, and tried to text him, my number was blocked.”

“I told you, you weren’t special. He did the same to me when I started here. You didn’t want to listen though.” A blonde girl says, shaking her head. You keep quiet, not wanting to share in the office embarrassment. Of course, you weren’t special either. You didn’t want to know how many of your coworkers shared your experience, but you wanted revenge for all of you. You had no plans curated till the man with the golden liquid brought his brother to work.

You instantly had a connection with Loki. You both seemed to flow so freely with each other. It wasn’t exclusive and you both understood and wanted that. He was too wild to chain down, and you didn’t want to be the reason he lost his spark. But being with him opened you up to a whole new world of dating. You no longer spend your Saturday nights behind a desk in a dark office. You’re at a different club, kissing a different stranger. Loki showed you how beautiful you really are, and beautiful girls don’t deserve guys like Steve.

At first Loki laughed when you told him how naive you were, letting Steve take advantage of you so easily. He didn’t believe that you could let that happen, not the woman he’d grown to love and adore. But when he saw how much hurt the memories caused you, he was furious. His laughs turned into quick pacing, “So I can either kill him or I can kill him.” He said. You faced him, shaking your head “You know how Tony feels about work place drama. I don’t wanna get fired for causing problems.”

Loki watched as your shoulders sagged in defeat. He would do anything to change how you felt in that moment. “I have an idea, but you have to promise not to get jealous sweets” he grins widely. You look at him, worried about what he had planned “What?”.

“If Steve has no repercussions for sleeping with half the building, why would I?” He said, holding his arms out to his sides like he just laid out the most perfect blueprint. “I’m sorry, I’m not following.” You say, utterly confused. “I’m saying, let’s humiliate him like he humiliated you.” He strode over and sat beside you “I wanna do this for you.”

That’s how you ended up in the back of the room, sipping on your second glass of champagne for the night. You watched as Steve tiptoed up to Loki, hands in his pockets. You gag, not because of the alcohol, but because of the way Loki as a woman turned you on more than Steve ever did.

You watched as Loki gripped on the captain’s tie, throwing her head back like what Steve said was the funniest thing in the world. She was throwing herself at him, knowing he wouldn’t be able to resist her. You wouldn’t be able to either, when Loki transformed himself into herself, you instantly felt so many emotions, you didn’t know if you wanted to be her, fuck her, or you were insecure that your boyfriend is prettier than you no matter what gender he is.

You followed behind them as they made their way to Steve’s apartment. Loki pretended to be tipsy, acting like Steve was the only source of gravity in the hall. You stayed back as they tumbled into his door. The plan was, after Loki subdued him, you’d sneak in, take some pictures that would find themselves in the weekly newsletter.

You waited for five minutes and went for the handle but it was locked, you figured Loki hadn’t found the right moment to unlock it. Weird you think, since they’re magic and all. After another 10 minutes you hear the lock click and the door slowly creaks open. You step inside, whispering “Hello?” Loki reveals himself, walking from the bedroom, already transformed back to his usual appearance.

“Is he asleep?” You say, wiping your nervous palms on your pants. Loki just looks at you, “Something like that, just don’t forget, this is what you wanted.” You were unsure after his response. When you walked into the room, Steve was tied to his headboard, a ball gag stuffed into his mouth. “Loki!”

“He deserves it sweets, I could be hurting him, would you rather me hurt him?” Loki looks at you, hurt that you don’t appreciate his efforts. “No, no baby, I just didn’t expect this.” You raise the Polaroid to your face and snap the first picture.

“Did you enchant him?” You ask. “Of course, how else do you think that ropes still holding? I made him think he couldn’t break free, and he can’t scream.” You look into Loki’s eyes and you’re amazed at his attention to detail. He’s absolutely insane, but it’s for all the right reasons.

You look down at the crying super soldier, “Do you wanna say something, hmm?” Steve nods vigorously. You unbuckle the strap, letting the ball fall to his chest. “Let me go, I won’t tell anyone about what happened if you guys just let me go now.” You hear Loki stifle a laugh behind you.

You grin at his giggles. “And why would we do that?” You bat your eyelashes at Steve’s pleading eyes. “You’re getting what you deserve.” And you snap another picture of his tear stained face. You reattach the strap to the gag and walk over to Loki. “What did you have in mind?” “I was thinking about getting him on his knees, plugging him.”

You lean down, making eye contact with Steve, “You like it when girls are on their knees, don’t you captain?”. Loki raises his hand, causing Steve to flip over, with his other hand he conjures a large silicone plug. “Oh, we can’t hurt him.” You laugh as Loki changes models.

You snap picture after picture, eventually you started to feel like a snuff director. Steve found himself in many compromising positions. Loki used his magic one more time before you left, Steve wouldn’t remember a second of what happened, but his body would. Just like your body remembers being used by him.

As you’re looking through the collage of photos, spread out on your bed, Loki walks into the room. “I’ve been wondering something. What took so long?” You say, questions your boyfriend. “What do you mean?” He says. “You said it would take a few moments once you got him inside. It took 15 minutes.” You blink at him.

“It took more than I thought to get him to the bed. He wanted to sit on the couch. I had to persuade him to move it to the bedroom.” Loki says, scratching the back of his head. “Plus you agreed not to get jealous.”

“What did you do exactly?” You say, putting away the photos you plan on digitally scanning later. You move back till you’re pressed against the headboard, watching Loki. He transforms back into the beautiful woman from the night before. “I walked up to him, and sat on his lap.” Loki mirrored her spoken actions on you. Sitting on your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck. “I may have kissed him, like this.”. You gasp when her full lips press against yours. She straddles your legs and grinds herself on your lap. “Then I leaned back and let him touch me, like this.” Loki grabs your hands, running them up and down her sides, feeling the curve of her breasts. You feel yourself get turned on by the sight of her.

“Okay, I’m starting to feel like I didn’t experiment enough in college, I get the idea Lok’.” You say, tapping her thigh to signal to move. “He was practically drooling when he climbed into that bed.” Loki says, shifting back to being male. “I really hope this works and I didn’t pimp my boyfriend out for nothing.”. He cracks up, falling pack into the pillow beside you.

“The look on his face was enough revenge for me. That felt better than fighting him.” Loki says, proud that he chose plan b. “I think you messed him up pretty good. If you hadn’t enchanted him, I know he would have scars from seeing you turn into a dude after sticking his tongue down you throat.” You both burst out into a fit of laughter. Loki was quite literally the god of mischief and you had no qualms about indulging him.

You turn over to look at the guy who changed everything for you, “Gosh, I really don’t know what I’d do without you.” You say, petting his long locks. He reaches up and holds your hand, placing a kiss to the palm. “You’re perfect all on your own.”

The next morning, the newsletter made its way to everyone’s inbox. A staff meeting was scheduled instantly. You and Loki strolled in, knowing smiles on your faces. Everyone was smiling, especially Sam, like he was seeing justice in action. Tony started by saying Friday will be working to find the person who sent the newsletter out, even going as far as saying Friday would find the exact copier the photos were scanned on. You knew your home setup was untraceable, there’s a reason you got the internship with Tony. Not only did you pull the god of mischief, but you were a tech guru too.

As you all filed your way out of the room, Loki walked behind Steve, whispering in his ear “I know you liked it.” Steve jerked his head to look at Loki, “What did you say to me?”. You could see his rage emitting from his face. “Oh don’t be coy, everyone saw the photographs, you looked like you were enjoying yourself, that’s all I’m saying.” Loki slithers his way into manipulating Steve. He stomps his way past the group of people trying to exit, looking like a pouting toddler. You and Loki, hold in your laughter as you wait your turn to leave.

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Lesson One: Schooling Steve [Avenger!Loki x Reader x Virgin!Steve] 18+

A link to my Masterlist is here Schooling Steve Series List [LINK] Summary: Reluctantly, Steve asks for Loki's help with a special kind of mission. Unfortunately for Steve, Loki is determined to be as unhelpful as possible. (w/c 3.2k) Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Smut. Light slash content. Sexual tension. Not threesome related. Language. A/N: It's not what you think. Thanks @lokischambermaid for planting the seed. Sorry Steve fans, in advance.

Steve’s watching eyes trailed sideways periodically towards Loki, flickering back to focus on the damp cloth sliding between his fingers as he sat with bare forearms resting on his knees.

There he was, the God of Mischief: untrustworthy, immoral, disloyal…no matter what they said. Steve had accepted he must tolerate him, but resolutely refused to warm to him and yet…you had.

He reached out for his water bottle, bringing it to his lips as he subtly observed you and Loki in the boxing ring. Your midriff was glistening with fresh sweat, leg muscles taut and exposed in your tight shorts. Your hair was coming loose in its fastenings as he gripped the ropes around you, trapping you as he pressed his treacherous mouth to yours in an obscene public embrace.

How did he do it?

Every time he saw you and Loki together you were hanging off him like his johnson was still inside your tinderbox, leading you around. Cripes, it was more than he could fathom…what did he do behind closed doors to make you so obsessive over his every word, fawning for his every touch? An addiction that seemingly only Loki’s attentions could quench, a hole that only he could fill.

His mind made up, Steve forcefully zipped the sport bag between his feet and hoisted it over one broad shoulder as he rose to his feet.

“LAUFEYSON. A word.”

Loki reluctantly slid his tongue from your mouth, pulling your bottom lip towards him with a gentle bite as you bemoaned the departure of his attentions. He felt the desperation of your fingers at his hips, the tight fabric of his sports vest clinging steadfastly to his torso as you keened to make him stay.

“Sorry darling, Captain’s orders” he winked as you pouted below him, pushing your hands gently from his waist before crouching under the ropes and jumping gracefully to the gym floor.

He ran his hands through his damp-curled hair, looking back over his shoulder as you picked up your bag gloves that had been discarded during his impromptu dirty tactics. He noted that he should make a point of more fully appreciating that perfectly curved ass later in his chambers.

Turning, he swaggered confidently towards the doors, pulling the sleeves of his black spandex top to his wrists. He followed Steve at a distance down the long hallway from the gym leading to a small conference room, the only one in this level of the compound.

Cap was waiting by the window in the square office, gazing thoughtfully out over the airfield with his muscled arms crossed over his tank top. This couldn’t be good.

“Look, if this is about the fondue incident I really don’t see what all the fuss is abou-“

“I need your help.”

America’s favourite blue-eyed boy angled his face towards Loki as he delivered the message in his signature tone loaded with unnecessary gravitas, looking sideways at him from a lowered gaze.

Norns, he was always so dramatic. It must be exhausting.

“My help?” Loki’s brow furrowed in faux-confusion, his hands finding their way to his hips as indignant sarcasm rose from his barbed tongue.

“Oh, I’m sorry…is my inane servitude accompanying your motley crew of bland miscreants dredged from the corners of this blasted realm not already sufficient in that regard? I do apologise.”

Cap’s gaze travelled silently back towards the line of quinjets stationed outside, watching Clint load ammunition off an open ramp. “This one would be…off the record. Just between us.”

Loki let out a mirthless chuckle, taking a beleaguered stride over to one to the curved leather chairs and reclining into it, propping his feet up on the coffee table.

“I’m listening…”

He watched intently with amusement creeping across his angular jaw as Steve’s large frame began to pace a confined portion of the floor. Was he…nervous?

“I know we’ve never…well gee I’ll just say it - we’ve never trusted each other-

“You’ve never trusted me, you mean?” Loki interrupted, a careless smirk playing at his lips as he fizzed with anticipation for the cause of this unexpectedly intriguing display as Steve sighed deeply in frustration.

“…regardless…I need this to remain confidential. I mean it.”

His eyes narrowed as he took in the irritatingly handsome god lying sprawled bold as brass in front of him, watching as he theatrically raised his arms to clasp those wandering hands behind his head, mussing his hair. His toned thighs widened beneath his tight sweatpants as he rocked the chair backwards against the table, exposing the taunt V of his hip muscles. He really didn’t give a fudge, did he?

“Rogers, I really don’t see what could possibly be so important to cause all this superfluous angst-”

“Y/N.” Steve snapped.

“What about her?”

Cap ran his fingers through his lightly gelled hair, the faint residue becoming tacky under his moistening tips. “I was wondering…I’ve been wondering how you…why she…likes you so much.”

Loki rolled his eyes to the ceiling as Steve attempted to claw back his misworded statement fruitlessly in the undercurrent of a rising diatribe.

“Ohhh I see – because you can’t stand to be in the same room with my unreformed character for more than 30 seconds it means that anyone who does must be under duress. Of course!” he smacked his forehead as Steve braced one large palm against the wall with his head lowered, wishing he had the infinity gauntlet.

“…or maybe she just loves my big cock satisfying her whenever she wants it – which by the way is whenever she can get it-I have to tear her off me to get to your accursed 7am meetings…which…just so you know, everyone hates and are completely unnecessary.“

A clock ticked awkwardly on the wall, its beat straining to fill the silence.

"Are you finished?” Steve remarked coolly as Loki said nothing, pointedly staring at a cheese plant in the corner.

“I’ll be plain, Laufeyson. I wanna know how you make her so darn crazy for you…she’s always touching you like she can’t get enough of you. What’s your secret?”

The God of Mischief pursed his lips, his mind ticking with the possible uses of the information he was gathering from his ‘leader’, most interesting information indeed.

He had long suspected that the Captain was inexperienced in the ways of sex, but this? This was pathetic. And if Rogers wanted to know exactly how they fucked on Asgard…he was going to get a lesson he would never forget.

Loki cleared his throat respectfully, the pieces of his play falling into place like rounds in a cylinder. “Rogers, am I to understand that you are a virgin?”

The other man grimaced, his jaw flexing as he shifted on his feet; processing the directness of the question.

“I’ll take your awkward silence as a resounding yes…” Loki’s tone lowered as he fought a rising smirk. It was too delicious. “How intimate have you been with another, exactly?” he continued, cautiously.

Steve looked to the floor, his cheeks starting to burn as he felt the dark-haired trickster’s gaze penetrate him – he was loving this, and it showed.

“Second base.” he mumbled.

“Second ‘base’? Is that the anus?” Loki’s brow furrowed in mock confusion as Steve raised his palms to press into his eyeballs. Perhaps he was being too harsh in his teasing. Perhaps not.

“Look, Rogers…you can’t deny that it is rather absurd that the man we follow into battle against increasingly ostentatious foes, waxing lyrically about the virtues of bonding, teamwork and the sanctity of life in this realm has never experienced the one thing in the universe that is…universal.”

Loki raised his eyebrow suggestively, unperturbed by Steve’s narrowed stare of disapproval, “…do you disagree?”

Steve shrugged, clasping his hands to his biceps as he pondered Loki’s words. The freshening tang of his stale sweat springing back to life under interrogation stinging his nostrils. This had been a bad idea. A hecking bad idea.

“What would you recommend, Laufeyson?” he huffed, pacing towards him across the room to tower above the relaxed figure sprawled across the furniture, “that I go out, find a dame and say ‘oh hello Ma’am, may I sneeze in your satchel?’”

Loki sighed, gracefully uncrossing his ankles and bringing his feet to rest on the floor as he ran his forearms down his femurs, his hair falling gently around his jaw as he lowered his head in an attempt to hide his mirth.

“No, Rogers – I absolutely would not recommend that…”

He ran his eyes across the figure above; handsome – for a Midgardian – imposing and, although it pained him to admit, authoritative…given the right circumstances. He just needed a push.

Loki gestured to the coffee table in front of him, as Steve cautiously sidled over and lowered himself to perch on the wood.

“You are allegedly the best of your kind – Rogers” he said, raising an eyebrow in an attempt at sincerity through the whirling clouds of mischief in his mind, “the perfect image of idealised mortal perfection and yet…you cannot ‘get laid’. Why do you think that is?”

Loki observed the minute flickering of his eyelids as Cap flitted between anger and fascination at his question, a sarcastic response teetering behind his burning gaze which twitched with resentment.

“You asked for my help, remember…” Loki murmured, tilting his head.

Steve nodded regretfully, accepting surrender to the will of the god in front of him. Whatever his reservations about Laufeyson’s character, he couldn’t argue with his logic.

“As I’m sure you are aware…women of all realms can be fickle creatures – they may claim to long wistfully after a virtuous, open-hearted, saccharine knight in shining armour but in my experience…an air of mystique, a dark past and leather is more…appealing.” Loki winked, enjoying his assertion of superiority as Steve’s mouth twisted in reproach.

“Much of what draws Y/N to me so insatiably is not what I do per say…it’s what she knows I can do. Do you understand what I mean, Rogers?”

Rogers shook his head.

Loki’s sharpened dimples appeared as his lips curled into a soft smirk, hooded eyes flashing with intensity as he watched the super-soldier in front of him soften like a child at the foot of a schoolteacher, waiting for instruction.

“I’m going to tell you a little story, Rogers…would you like that?” his words ran through the air thickly like amber, encasing his subject in place with the viscous power of their weight.

He seized the moment, not waiting for Steve’s response before he reclined once more in the chair, bringing one foot to rest on his knee as a pair of suspicious aquamarine eyes regarded him intently.

“When I wish to bed a woman I ask myself what she wants” Loki began, one long finger pressing lightly against his jawbone as he enunciated every syllable, his smooth voice enchanting the air between them,

“…not superfluous trivialities like humour or inane niceties that seem to so pre-occupy the unimaginative televisual mediums of this planet…but what she craves; the deepest desires of her heart that call to her in darkness when she lies in bed squeezing her fingers on the slickened folds between her thighs…”

He paused, watching as Steve shifted his position on the table uncomfortably. “D-deepest desires?” he mumbled shyly, his gaze flickering to Loki’s which glowed with abject satisfaction as he heard his words repeated back to him on the Virgin’s lips.

Loki ran his narrowed eyes up the man’s body mere inches from him, smelling the tension in the air between them – their knees brushing as Cap fought the rise of pink flirting with his skin, maintaining a look of sincere concentration with increasing difficulty.

“…I picture her in the intimate throes of unbridled passion; the arch of her back against my bed-sheets, the depth of her moans as I carry out my ministrations, my name relentlessly spilling from her lips as if she is beseeching the very universe itself to unburden her of the torment of her pleasure…”

Loki thoughtfully ran spread fingers down his muscled thighs, the thin fabric of his sweatpants un-creasing obediently under the pressure.

“Rogers, I make it my duty to uncover the hidden perplexities of lustful fantasy that would make that mirage a reality - in the way she carries herself, how she speaks when spoken to, her nervous habits, how she fights…every pattern betraying an innate pathway to pleasure that is unique to her and her alone…”

Steve realised with growing alarm that he had leant forward, his forearms inching towards his knees as he drank in Loki’s words, mirroring his body language as he inhaled the heavy scent of musk and amber that hung from his skin. The power of his rhetoric was like a spell from which he couldn’t break away. Even more alarmingly, he found he didn’t want to.

He felt words rising in his throat before he’d had a chance to vet them, his curiosity tumbling over the edge of propriety. “What was uh…what was Y/N’s pathway to…” he swallowed, “…pleasure?”

Loki’s lips curled into a devilish smile, his brow flashing in a furrow as he combed his long fingers through his hair, “I’m so glad you asked, Rogers.”

He leant forward, widening his legs as he closed the space between them. The Innocent was hanging on his every word like Y/N’s desperate lips on his rigid cock and Loki intended to pay Steve the same attention…relishing every moment under his control.

“I will admit, Y/N was a challenge. She was…cold, suspicious, unphased by my standard overtures which have traditionally beguiled the mortals of this realm…much like you, Captain” he winked softly before continuing, noting the small hitch in Steve’s breathing as he did so.

“…but I had to have her, you see. The way she looked at me with such irritation, such derision, such passionate hatred could only come from a place of misplaced desire. It was inevitable…and so I put my plan in motion.”

Steve remembered the many nights that you and he had spent together when Loki had first arrived at the compound– concocting complex response plans for every eventuality of possible betrayal by the wayward Asgardian brother that you could think of. The sting of your betrayal as you gradually succumbed to the temptation of his bed was not on that list. Steve had always been curious, perhaps too curious.

“As you know Rogers, Y/N is fiercely independent…strong, always seeking the most superior opponent to spar with – she is not interested in besting a weaker opponent for empty glory” Loki raised his eyebrow as innuendo laced his words, “she craves to be challenged, the thrill of defiant confrontation of her abilities– no matter the outcome, she desperately desires to feel the adrenaline flowing from her fists to that delicious pussy under a worthy adversary…”

Steve flinched as Loki chuckled softly, noting the slow protrusion of the Captain’s hardening cock shift subtly into view as he shuffled on the coffee table surface, running one hand through his floppy blonde hair.

“…Gee, I don’t know if we should be talking about her like this-“

“Have you ever noticed that Y/N plays with her earlobes, Captain?” Loki continued, blankly ignoring his feeble protestations. Steve nodded.

“So did I.” he smiled, his eyes glinting with the memory of a hundred ways he had gone on to make you writhe in ecstasy from this one, careful observation.

“She pulls at them absent-mindedly, rubbing her fingers across the roughened skin at the tips…she pinches them to calm herself, rolling them between the nail of her thumb and forefinger to pleasure herself in stolen moments of satisfaction…especially during your 7am meetings, Rogers”.

Steve gulped against his dry throat. Heavens, it was hot in here. He could feel the breaths in his chest tightening at the same rate as his balls beneath his loose shorts in anticipation of Loki’s clandestine confessions, the voyeuristic observations leaking through his synapses like radiation – corrupting his sensibilities.

“The difference between you and I, is that you merely saw…I observed, and used it to my advantage…” Loki leant forward on his forearms, noting the thin sheen of sweat glistening against the Virgin’s temples as his eyes widened – his straight brows straining together, betraying his fascination.

“Challenge. Control. Relinquishment. Pleasurable pain, Captain. And most importantly…tactile, visceral…oral sex.”

“Tactile?” Steve whispered questioningly…completely absorbed.

“Yes, Rogers. From the moment I ran a fingertip across her earlobe innocently under the guise of preening, her mind was afire with how it would feel to have that touch across her soaking lips, dripping with the anticipation of relief…”

Loki’s hands gently encased the taunt skin above Steve’s knees, running them firmly several inches up his thighs as he lowered his chin. His deep kaleidoscope gaze smouldering above sharp cheekbones, “…at your last birthday party, she came to me in the hallway…her tempestuous eyes filled with resentful lust and do you know what I did?”

Steve stared at him, brow creased with his mouth opening and closing in aborted rebuttal as he felt the God of Mischief’s hands edge closer to his throbbing cock which had begun aching in desperation.

“I challenged her, Rogers. As she desires. I firmly pressed her against the wall, allowing her to test her strength against me, clamouring to find the finesse of control she desperately craved. I edged my unrelenting kiss across her skin until she willingly conceded, drawing that soft flesh of her lobe that brings her so much innocent pleasure between my lips and I sucked it, Rogers. I bit it between my teeth and ohhh the moan that escaped her, it would have made even Njörðr erupt in flames of rampant devastation…”

Jeez.

Cap became aware of his shortened breaths as Loki reached one hand from Steve's thigh to brush down his cheekbone. He paused to slide to his earlobe and twist the edge of flesh against his thumb, pressing the folds of skin to a sharp point as he squeezed; his velvet tones creeping over him with slow coyness.

“…she became obsessed with how I might worship her beautiful cunt, an other-worldly force between her legs that would ravish her to the brink of sanity. Wielding her resolve with my mouth around her plump little clit as I gave her everything she secretly yearned for without being asked…”

Loki leaned closer, returning his hand to Steve’s twitching thigh as his warm breath fanned against the soldier’s ear,

“…underneath the weight of my tongue, would I pull the lips of her pussy gently outward between my teeth as she does with her fingers to that pliable skin of her ear? She became haunted. Insatiable for the promise of what I would do to her in order to taste her gushing cum on my lips. Do you see, Rogers…how all things connect in the mind?”

Steve shuddered. His arousal was plain now against the stretch of his shorts – and he didn’t care. The heat from Loki’s smooth skin was tantalisingly close to his cheek, errant inky wisps of curl catching in the stubble on his slackened jaw as he released slow pants, processing the question.

Loki straightened, pulling away from the silently flustered figure seated slack on the coffee table, as he brushed his dark hair behind his ears, a coy smile pulling at the corner of his lips. “I think that’s quite enough to go on for our first lesson, don’t you Rogers?”

Two blue eyes re-focused on the figure before them, a tang of resistance glimmering in the pupils as he considered his response.

“Hey Loki, you in there?”

You lightly tapped the conference room door, the lack of raised voices that could usually be heard from the gym causing suspicion. Carefully, you pushed the handle down and peered inside.

Loki’s face beamed at you, sitting casually just inside the door, as Cap crossed his legs with a deep frown covering his usually placid features, a cough escaping his pursed lips.

“Sorry to interrupt I just… I need you, Loki.” you gestured back towards the gym where you had exhausted the options for your solo training. Plus, it had been twenty minutes since you had felt the pure sexual energy of your god’s touch upon your skin. You were thirsty – and you were all outta water.

Loki’s eyes flickered towards Steve, throwing him a knowing look before rising to stand. He straightened the waistband of his sweatpants as he crossed the room to slide his hand around your waist, slipping it down to quickly squeeze your ass.

“Yes you do need me, pet - don’t you?” he winked, as you giggled – your eyes darting to the Captain as you smacked Loki lightly on the arm before turning to walk back down the hall.

“Until next time, Captain…think about what I said, won’t you?” Loki said smugly, closing the door behind him with a gentle click.

Fuck. Steve thought – this had been a very bad idea.

Part TWO is available here

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Taggos

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[ihaveshoesinmysand]

frodthsheild is cnaon u gusy

#frostshield #loki laufeyson #steve rogers #stoki #loki x steve #thjs is real you guys #I saw it #in #marvel #the avengers #I SAW IT BY MYSELF!!!!!! #idk what else to tag

[loki-is-my-kink-awakening]

Fic Rec Friday

Theme: a fic that lives in your mind rent-free.

The rules are simple: tag the fic that lives in your mind rent-free and describe why it's so good/how it has a hold on you. Then, tag some fellow associates to see what everyone else is reading. Spread the love!

Thanks for the tag, @cha-melodius. I didn't realise each week was different, so excuse me for not doing last week's one already. 🙈

Alterity by Scotch

Lokius. A rewrite of canon and beyond.

This a series but I highly recommend because Loki goes to therapy. It's not easy. In fact, it's a struggle throughout. But it is important character development.

We also get time travel elements throughout and I just love when we see a scene for the second time but now from the other side (past or future). It's just genius writing, imo.

Also, the author wrote me mpreg in the third installment For All Time? Always because of my crazy comments on the last two chapters of I'd Lie For You And That's The Truth.

This series is not finished, nor is it being updated for the time being, but all fics published are complete

Don't Tell Me You Love Me by Dandelion (Honestly Dying)

Geraskier. Hanahaki Disease. Major Character Death.

I love to hurt myself, clearly. When I read this the first time, I sobbed so hard. I made so much noise.

And my window was opened so my neighbours in their garden heard me 😬

I've just re-read it again and still sobbed my heart out.

The imagery of the last moments in the fic, of Geralt burying Jaskier, of him visiting the grave, that stays with me. I see that image in my head a lot whenever I think about hanahaki fics.

Cold Frame by Nameless Dragon

Stucky with Loki. Idk what that ship name is. Slowburn. Broken people fix each other.

Ongoing WIP. We are 30 chapters in and only recently has there been small yet meaningful touches. Like a hand on an arm sort of thing. And it's so charged, it's unreal, and I scream for each and every small moment.

There are far from developing a relationship. Everyone has some form of PTSD and needs to heal. Loki also has physical hurts to heal.

Wishing For Tomorrow's Sake by BabyBlueGlasses

Ironfrost. Fake/pretend relationship, idiots in love.

The journey of these two eventually getting together was delightful. Full of twists and turns.

I particularly loved Loki having budgies because I love them, too. Also geeky Loki ftw.

And how they helped each other to grow as people. Yup, I just loved it.

Whole Lotta Love by StereoBone

Steddie. Idiots in love, bisexual awakening.

Like, all the moments that build and build, it's just so good

When we get to Steve eventually realising how him and Eddie have been in a relationship for three months, then realising he's bisexual all at once, it's just amazing. I love it.

Tagging @jesskier @kingeomer @echo-bleu @unclewaynemunson @rauchendesgnu @xavantina @zara2148 @runnyeggsnham @highwarlockofphilly @dapperwerewolf

#lokius #geraskier #stucky #ironfrost #steddie #loki #loki x mobius #geralt x jaskier #steve x bucky #loki x steve #loki x bucky #steve x eddie #tony x loki #loki series #the witcher #captain america #stranger things #marvel #mcu #fic recs

[fuckyeahlokisteve]

Just a question, is there anyone Russian/Ukrainian here? Although, it doesn’t matter, I would just like to rp on them, but in the Russian fandom there are no fans of Loki and Steve:( I can try to communicate through a translate🌹

Ahh, this question startled me bc I thought it was sent to my main blog, and I actually have russian heritage and I was like who small world lol.

But I'm not sure, let's see! Any of my beautiful followers Russian/Ukranian? Anyone looking for a rp partner????

#hopefully we can find one!! #stoki #frostshield #capslok #loki x steve #steve x loki #stoki rp #asks #jamesbuckybarnes1488

[metalbvcky]

Succulent Strawberries, Dangling from the Branches (Bloom!Verse Series)

For @appleschloss <3 Happy birthday! It's been a while since the last fic of these three 🥰

Also fills for both the @buckybarnesbingo and @mcukinkbingo

BBB Round 4: U4- Sunrise/Sunset

MCU KB: B5 - Begging

Pairing: Steve/Bucky/Loki Rating: Explicit Word/Chapter count: 1,626 (1/1) Tags: Modern AU, Married Steve/Bucky, BDSM, Polyamory, Bookstores, Fluff & Smut, (see full list of kink/non smut tags on AO3)

🍓 Summary 🍓

The setting sun gleams through the windows, bathing the front of the store in its bright orange rays. Bucky grumbles under his breath as he totes a folding display sign inside and leans it against the wall. He slips his key out of his pocket, glad to finally make his way home after a long afternoon of work.

He’s merely two steps out the door when a tall, slim figure comes into his peripheral vision.

“I’m sorry, we’re clos—”

The words evaporate from Bucky’s mouth at the sight of dark, curly hair, and broad shoulders outlining navy fabric.

“Hello, darling.”

“Hi, sweetheart.”

Bucky blinks, darting his gaze between his husband and partner. “W-What are you two doing here?”

“To pick you up, of course,” Steve says, his tone dripping lower when he leans in to whisper into the shell of Bucky’s ear, “but also to have a little fun.”

Read on AO3

#winterfrostshield #winterfrostshield fanfic #frostshield #winterfrost #wintershield #stevebuckyloki #stucky #steve rogers x bucky barnes x loki #steve rogers x bucky barnes #loki x steve #loki x bucky #marvel fanfic #ot3 #bloom!verse #writing tag #bbb2022 #mcukinkbingo

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Party Games - Steve Rogers X Loki Odinson

Title: Party Games

Steve Rogers X Loki Odinson ; ft. Tony X Pepper, Eddie X Venom, Sam X Bucky, and Vision X Wanda

Additional Characters: Tony, Wanda, Vision (Mentioned), Pepper (Mentioned, Eddie, Venom, Sam, Bucky, Natasha, Carol, Stephen, Pietro (Mentioned), Thor, and Peter

Requested by Anon!

WC: 1,824

Warnings: Teasing, taunting, Pocky Challenge, flirting, Pietro's alive, Loki never died, slight angst, fluff, and everything is fine

Steve sighed, adjusting his shirt collar in the mirror. Loki slithered into the bathroom, wiggling his eyebrows through the mirror, giving his boyfriend a smile. "Looking good, Captain." Loki complimented, eyeing Steve up and down teasingly.

Steve only sighed again, "Hello, Loki." He ran a hand through his hair.

"What? No 'thank you'?" Loki continued to tease, before his smirk turned into a smile, watching Steve mess around with his hair, seemingly worried or stressed in some way. Loki hummed, stopping Steve from messing up his hair and fixing it for him. "You look fine, love." He sputtered out a small laugh, "It's not like you're meeting someone new, just hanging out with the puny Avengers."

"You know," Steve began, turning to face the God of Mischief, "I am part of the 'Puny Avengers'."

Loki's smirk reappeared once more, "Mmm," He gave Steve another once-over, "You're not puny."

Steve sighed deeply, leaving the bathroom with slightly pink cheeks, Loki following close behind, following all the way out of their shared bedroom, into the elevator, and into the main room where the rest of the Avengers were chilling.

"Ayyyyy! Steve, Brother!" Thor exclaimed, pulling a man both Steve and Loki didn't know into his side. "This is Eddie Brock! And his partner Venom!" Both Steve and Loki furrowed their eyebrows, not seeing another person with Eddie, but nonetheless, Steve gave Eddie a polite smile and went over to shake his hand.

"Steve Rogers, nice to meet you, Eddie." Steve greeted, shaking Eddie's hand. 

"Nice to meet you too, Cap. Love your work." Eddie spoke, before Steve looked down at their shaking hands, seeing a small, black slimy thing slide across his hand. Suddenly, a face appeared from the black goo, giving Steve a wide, toothy smile. "We are Venom."

Steve blinked, before speaking, "Oh, hello." 

Before anything else could be said, Venom went back inside Eddie, and both Steve and Eddie dropped their hands. Eddie chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, normally people freak out when they first meet Venom." Eddie fidgeted, and Steve shrugged.

"We've seen worse." Steve began, side glancing towards Loki, remembering the Chitari of 2012 before looking back at Eddie, watching as Venom moved to appear on his shoulder. "I mean, we've also fought a giant purple alien. It's not like we'd scream or something." Steve chuckled, before glancing around the room, seeing the looks on the other Avengers' faces. "Uh, right, guys?"

Tony looked to the ground, the same went for Clint and Sam. "Uh, I screamed," Sam muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

"And I almost fainted," Clint spoke up, as Steve looked at the three dumbfounded.

He sighed, looking at Tony. "What about you, Tony? What did you apparently do?" He asked as Tony shrugged.

"I peed my pants." He confessed, but from the look of his non-stained pants, Steve sighed, rolling his eyes.

"You three just love to prove me wrong," He then turned back to Eddie, giving him an apologetic smile, "Sorry about them."

Eddie just shook his head, "No, it's fine, if they said anything wrong, Venom would eat their brains. We've dealt with worse. Right, V?" He turned to the symbiote on his shoulder.

Venom grinned, nodding, "Right, Eddie, now when is this party starting?" He asked in a deep voice, as the rest of the attendees found a place to sit on the many couches and chairs.

Everyone was silent for a moment before Peter spoke up, "We could play hide-and-seek?" He suggested, only for Tony to point an accusing finger at him.

"No, we are not playing a child's game, you child." He scolded before his frown completely disappeared as if it was never there. "We should play Seven Minutes In Heaven." To that, most of the Avengers facepalmed as Peter looked at Tony in offense.

"We could play Truth or Dare?" Sam spoke up, as Natasha raised an eyebrow, looking at the man.

"What are we? Five?" To that Sam gave her a bright smile, nodding.

"Yep."

Before long most of the team were in a dilemma, fighting over what game to play or not to play. Steve sighed, rubbing his cheeks in annoyance, as Loki looked around the room pleased with the chaos; until a deep voice rang out.

"We should play the Pocky Challenge!"

“Not again…” Eddie muttered.

At that, the room fell silent as everyone turned to each other, nodding and mumbling to one another before agreeing surprisingly.

"Yeah, that sounds fun," Natasha spoke, crossing her arms and legs, and leaning back on the couch beside Bruce. "But I'm not playing." She added, making Tony groan.

"You're no fun."

Thor nodded, "Tony would also call you a 'party pooper.'" As Tony gave the man beside him a smile and nod.

"I would say that." He then turned back to Natasha, frowning once more, "You, my dear, are a party pooper."

Natasha rolled her eyes, "I thought girls didn't poop." She remarked and Tony paused, opening and closing his mouth, multiple times.

"Yeah, girls don't poop." Sam exclaimed, turning to Bruce, "Do they?" He asked in a hushed tone as Steve just sighed, rubbing his face with both hands at this point.

"This conversation is getting nowhere, can we play now?" Wanda asked as Peter nodded rapidly beside her.

“Yeah, I am so confused.”

"Yeah, we can, but we don't have any Pocky," Carol spoke up from on the armrest of Stephen's chair.

"Uh, I do," Eddie spoke up, pulling out a red box of Pocky from his black hoodie pocket. 

Loki raised an eyebrow, "You just have that on you?" To that question, Eddie nodded.

"Yeah, Venom loves chocolate." To that Venom purred happily, staring down at the Pocky box.

"Chocolate!~ Yummy!~"

Eddie nodded, giving Venom a look, “Yeah, my love, chocolate.”

Tony clapped his hands, standing up and walking over to Eddie, who passed over the box. "Well, who wants to play?" Peter immediately raised his hand, and Tony quickly shut him down, "Yeah, no."

"I guess I'll play," Sam spoke, giving Bucky a side glance as Tony handed him a Pocky stick.

Soon enough, Eddie, Sam, Tony, Loki, Wanda, and Pietro all had Pocky sticks, as Eddie began to explain how to play. "Now, uh, you just find a partner, and put one end of the stick in one mouth, and the other end in the partner’s mouth. And then you both nibble on the stick until you get into the middle and whoever, uh, lets go first, loses." He spoke sort of sheepishly, as Eddie put the end of the stick in his mouth, turning to Venom only for the symbiote to just take the entire stick from Eddie's mouth and eat the whole thing, making Eddie sigh. "Venom doesn't usually follow the rules. He just, uh, eats the chocolate."

Sticking one end of the Pocky stick in his mouth, Sam turned to Bucky, wiggling his eyebrows. Bucky stared at Sam and at the stick and back, before shaking his head. Sam frowned, the Pocky stick drooping comically as he stared at Bucky with puppy dog eyes. "No fair," He muttered, before just sighing and breaking the stick in half, handing the other half to Bucky. "Guess chocolate is not a good excuse to kiss me."

"I don't need an excuse to kiss you." Bucky spoke up, nibbling at his half of the Pocky until it was gone, feeling his face flush pink, "Just don't want people looking at me, is all, bird."

Sam sighed dreamily, eating his Pocky, "He calls me his bird."

Wanda and Vision were already halfway through their game, both freezing in the middle as the intense stare-down started. But Vision broke it off not before long, his own robo-self feeling a bit flustered as Wanda ate the rest of the Pocky happily before she pressed a quick kiss to Vision’s cheek. Pietro zipped over in a blue light, stopping beside Natasha, wiggling his eyebrows, only for her to turn away with a roll of her eyes. Pietro frowned, glancing at Stephen as he raised his hands in defense, "Nope." He simply spoke up as Pietro sighed once more, before eating his Pocky alone.

Tony snickered evilly, holding his Pocky stick in the air before he jumped up from the couch and ran out of the room in search of Pepper. Loki twisted the stick between his fingers, staring at the chocolate before turning to Steve. Steve stared at the stick, then at Loki and back. "Stevie, darling, it'll be fun." Loki teased, waving the Pocky in front of Steve's face.

Steve sputtered a laugh, “You have an odd definition of the word ‘fun’.”

"Just one game."

Steve sighed, taking the stick from Loki's grip, "Fine, but one game." He muttered as Loki smirked, "Only because you'll hold this against me or prank me or... Something." He muttered as he placed one end of the Pocky stick in his mouth, waiting for Loki to bite off the other end. 

"Or something." Loki teased, before biting on the other end, staring intensely at Steve as he cockily took the first bite.

Steve chewed slowly, staring at Loki with narrowed eyes. Once he swallowed, Loki took another small bite, before finally swallowing, cheekily then taking a larger bite, slowly moving each other's faces closer to each other. Steve, now in competition and determination mode, also took a large bite. They both continued until Steve's face was inches from Loki's, making the God's eyes widen and slightly go crossed before he smirked at Steve who glared at him. The two of them were so concentrated on each other that they didn't notice when Tony rushed back into the room, defeated and sad, his non-eaten Pocky stick in his hands.

Before the two of them knew it, they were just centimeters from their lips touching. Their breaths mingled together as they closed their eyes, both of their noses brushing against each other. As if in slow motion, Steve felt himself lean forward and pressed his lips gently against Loki's, his free hand sliding behind the god's neck, deepening the kiss by tilting his head to the side slightly. The chocolate was completely eaten, only the taste of it remained on their lips. Loki smirked into the kiss, while Steve, after a few moments, pulled back, looking slightly breathless and blushing fiercely before smiling sheepishly at Loki. It was silent in the room for a second before everybody exploded in a fit of applause and cheers. 

Steve rubbed the back of his neck, bashful and embarrassed as Tony nudged the Captain on his shoulder, Loki just smirked, raising his hand to teasingly ruffle Steve's hair. "Flustered are we, dear Captain?" Loki continued to taunt, causing Steve to blush even more. "Adorable."

As Thor grinned, slapping Steve on the back, "That's the spirit!" The blonde God announced, grinning. "I'm starving! Let us feast!" 

And to that, the team cheered.

#fluff #cute #slight angst #steve rogers x loki odinson #steve x loki #loki x steve #request #requests open #requested #requests #anon request #requests are open #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfics #fandom #marvel #mcu #marvel mcu #marvel cinematic universe

[teabag-of-mischief]

Headcanon: Loki kind of likes Steve Rogers: he makes fun of him (in TDW and in Engame) in order to conceal his feelings

#loki odinchild #loki friggachild #loki odinson #loki friggason #captain america #steve rogers #steve x loki #capslok #frostshield #loki x steve #loki of asgard #marvel headcanon #mcu headcanons #marvel headcanons

[crematosis]

Title: Alone in the Dark

Prompts Filled: Loki/Steve Rogers (Loki Bingo), Solitary Confinement (Whumptober)

Pairing: Loki/Steve Rogers

Created for @lokibingo and @whumptober

#whumptober2023 #lokibingo #no.3 #solitary confinement #avengers #moodboard #loki x steve

[tesseractlover]

Frostshield

That’s it, that’s the post.

#frostshield #loki x steve #steve x loki #loki #loki god of mischief #loki friggachild #steve rogers #captain america

[solvskrift]

happy pride month as a gift to me would any of y’all let me know if you’re into loki/steve rogers it’s quiet in this corner thanks

#how did I end up falling for the rarest of rarepairs #how do I get myself into these messes #loki x steve #frostshield #loki x steve rogers #help a girl out

[lokisgoodgirl]

Lesson Two: Schooling Steve [Avenger! Loki x Fem. Reader feat Virgin! Steve] 18+

A link to my Masterlist is HERE Schooling Steve Series List [LINK] Summary: Steve wrestles with his feelings in a steamy sauna encounter which threatens to overwhelm his sensibilities. Heckers. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Language. Implied M/M Smut. Smut. Grey consent. Public sex. Voyeurism. (w/c 2.7k) A/N: Thank you for loving Satchel! Steve. I couldn't not post this first after my time in jail considering all the excitement today. Enjoy!

After Laufeyson had left him alone and frustrated in the conference room, Rogers made a beeline for his apartment on the third floor of the compound.

A conveniently placed clipboard hid the arousal straining for freedom against his shorts as he shuffled in the crowded elevator, making broken small talk with Clint.

When he was finally behind closed doors, Steve reluctantly turned the framed photograph of Peggy to face the wall. “I’m sorry Ma’am…” he muttered, before reclining back on the sofa.

His quivering fingers pushed down the waistband of his shorts, moving to grip his thick reddened cock which bounced with anticipation.

He stroked himself mercilessly to the thoughts that devious God of Mischief had planted deep within his mind; thoughts of Y/N getting hot and heavy, thoughts of dark curls bobbing up and down between his legs. Of deepest desires and pathways to pleasure. Jeepers, thoughts of everything.

Steve came loudly over his hand, collapsing backwards on the cushions pink-cheeked as one name stumbled in a heavy moan from his lips while he rode his thunderous release. Loki.

Twenty minutes later, a sombre looking Captain America grabbed a towel from the pile at the door of the swimming complex. He needed to clear his head. He needed to meditate away from recent events that made his thoughts woozy like too much hard liquor on an empty stomach. He slipped his robe off and hung it on the wall, wrapping a fluffy towel around his hips and making his way barefoot down the corridor to the sauna.

The welcoming smell of wood and course dry heat drifted into his nostrils. He inhaled deeply, the relief of sweating out his unwelcome thoughts tantalisingly close.

“Gods darling you’re insatiable…look what you do to me…”

Steve froze in front of the closed doorway to the sauna. The lightly frosted pane of glass revealed the outline of two figures inside. He didn’t need a clear view to know who that voice belonged to. That insufferable scamp Laufeyson.

He considered his options briefly before pulling the door open. He was the captain of this team, darn it, and he was going to relax today if it killed him.

“Rogers.” Loki’s smug gaze met his as he sat with his thighs spread open on the Scandinavian wood benches that surrounded the walls of the sauna. A towel was mercifully placed over his lap, your head resting on his crotch as you stretched lengthways on the bench to his side.

“Hey Cap…” you said, a touch of coyness lacing your voice, eyes flickering to Loki’s as you both watched the awkward blonde make his way to the space furthest from you and sit down.

Steve cleared his throat dryly, the closeness of the air making his breaths feel sharp. “I’m just here to relax, so if you don’t mind folks…”. He shot Loki a stern look as the God smirked at his discomfort.

“Of course, Rogers…if that is your deepest desire then consider it fulfilled.” Loki straightened his legs and crossed his ankles, raising his bare arms to rest on the ledge behind him as he watched Steve’s reaction. You closed your eyes, an ill-timed laugh threatening to rise from your belly as you inhaled the dry heat to stifle it.

Cap’s suspicious eyes flickered from Loki to you, analysing the scene as his stomach twisted with dread. “You told her, didn’t you? Why I outta-”

Loki sighed, cutting him off. “I did, Rogers. I greatly feared that national security was in danger due to your ability to be utterly beguiled like a naive schoolgirl with mere words.”

“Everything?” Steve blustered, tightening the towel around his hips as he tried to sound authoritative in his current state of humiliation.

“Everything.” Loki stated, his eyebrows raising as a playful smile pressed dimples to his jaw, “Come now, Rogers there are no secrets between lovers…although I wouldn’t expect you to have known that.”

Steve stared ahead, considering throwing the basket of hot coals in Loki’s direction. It was tempting, but then…the paperwork.

“I trusted you. I should’ve known my onions…” he muttered regretfully, a frustrated sigh escaping from Loki’s lips. You felt one of the god’s hands brush your hair as he silently signalled for you to rise. You stood, making your way to the coals to pour on more water.

“Rogers, this is a little sooner than I had anticipated but the lovely Y/N has agreed to help further your education, should you wish. She agrees it is important for the team to…help speed up resolution of the matter in any way we can.”

Steve looked up from his lap, forearms resting on his thighs as he watched you bend over to scoop water out of the bowl and ladle it across the hot coals. Your own towel was tucked neatly across your body, pressed tightly to your chest as your hair brushed the moist sweat collecting on your shoulder-blades.

A loud hiss erupted as more heat sizzled through the air.

Steve was grateful the sauna was already so hot as he felt his cheeks redden. He turned his gaze from you to Loki, who was positioned to take up as much space as possible. His bare legs were drawn back to angle to the floor, hips spread wide. His muscled arms flexed against their resting place as they shone with a thin layer of moisture clinging to every curve.

Loki’s head was tilted back in relaxation, eyes closed and seemingly unphased by his indecent proposal; his dark curls hung damp with sweat as they coiled on the hot wooden ledge behind him.

Rogers had to admit, the God of Mischief’s body was a work of art. A strong chest, ridiculously defined stomach and powerful limbs were contained in a deceptively lithe frame. The captain's eyes longingly followed a bead of sweat trickling down the grooves of Loki's toned abs which gracefully rippled with every breath.

The towel thrown haphazardly over Loki’s lap shifted, threatening to slide to the floor. Steve’s breath hitched involuntarily. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from that forbidden expanse of muscle that had so pre-occupied his earlier thoughts. Cap realised with alarm that he had never looked at another man this way; so…gratuitously. Had he ever looked at anyone like this?

“He’s not suggesting a three-way, in case you were worried about that.” you said quietly, returning to Loki and perching on one of his thick thighs.

“That’s right, darling” Loki said as he brought his head back up and settled his gaze on Steve’s questioning stare, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his lips “just a little…practical demonstration.”

Steve cleared his throat, the dry heat making him thirstier with each passing second. At least, he thought it was the heat. “Then what are you suggesting?”

Loki rolled his eyes, sliding back on the wooden seat and pulling you between his widened legs. “Don’t worry Rogers, no one is going to sneeze in your precious satchel…”

Steve squirmed, his hand flying up to stop any misinterpretation, “Actually, technically it would be me sneezing in their satchel.”

“Keep telling yourself that Rogers.” Loki murmured, as he untucked your towel and let it pool around your seated hips.

Steve swallowed as your breasts came into view, the rich cotton sliding seductively over your skin to fall between Loki’s open thighs as you leant back into him.

Your eyes were firmly set on your blonde leader; watching his reaction as his innate manners commanded that he remain proper while his eyes deepened with need. He shifted on the bench, his body betraying him as he willed his mind to remain neutral. He was getting hard. You could always tell.

Loki’s lips found your earlobe, the secret part of you with a direct line to your needy pussy that he used to his every advantage. You moaned as his tongue lapped at your skin, drawing the soft flesh between his teeth and sucking it slowly as you rubbed back on his hardening cock. His large hands slid up your closed thighs over your towel, ghosting your stomach as he cupped your breasts and began massaging them gently; his thumbs playing your nipples repeatedly with practiced finesse.

Steve watched; still bent forwards on his forearms with his mouth slowly edging open. His brain was overloading as he succumbed to the tantalising vision of lust on display, the live theatre of Loki’s whispered seductions.

He leant forward as he saw the god edge one long finger into his mouth, coating it slowly with saliva from the tip of his tongue. He lowered it back to rub over your nipple, making you purr underneath the heightened sensation. The scoundrel made it look so easy to manipulate your writhing body beneath his touch. Steve wondered if Loki could do that to him. If he was honest, Steve already knew the answer.

Loki’s free hand palmed your other breast, rubbing in circles as he bit down on your shoulder. You moaned loudly as he sucked your skin, his tongue soothing the bruising sting as you raised a hand to tug his hair.

“Mmm love, remember we have company…” Loki growled seductively, “we mustn’t offend the captain’s sensibilities too harshly now, should we?”

Steve flexed his hips, the bent position becoming increasingly uncomfortable as his thickening cock pressed against the pile of the towel, scratching the swollen tip. For the second time in one day… he had never been more aroused in his life.

He didn’t know if he wanted to tickle-tail you or Loki…or both of you at once. His fingers found the side of the wooden slats beneath him, gripping them tightly as he leant back, revealing his straining cock rising against the towel wrapped around his hips. Loki smiled.

“It seems our Captain’s sensibilities have relaxed a little, darling…look.” Loki purred darkly in your ear, loud enough to make Steve shudder with need.

Your eyes travelled to Captain Rogers, panting lightly in the corner with his gaze fixed on you both. His muscled torso rose and fell sharply as his fingers repeatedly grasped the hot wood beside his hips in a desperate attempt to prevent them wandering to his cock. He was so needy. You fucking loved it.

“Our first lesson covered the mental side of seduction, Rogers” Loki began, his face buried in your neck; “…the second covers another related topic; foreplay.” His brow creased as he raised his eyes to meet Steve’s, a flash of amusement glinting as he relished the sight before him.

“Every time Y/N and I fuck, there is foreplay” he said authoritatively “it may be through words, or in deeds; but in both forms it can be just as tantalising as the act itself…” he trailed off as he sucked your earlobe again. You groaned, grinding your hips back into his crotch as your eyes fluttered shut.

Steve raised his hand.

“Yes, Rogers?” Loki inquired with bemusement.

“Why every time? Is it…necessary?” he asked, his wide eyes betraying no hint of insincerity as Loki pursed his lips; trying not to release the torrent of sarcasm seated behind them.

“It’s necessary for her pleasure, Rogers. So yes, it is necessary.” he said firmly, lowering his hands to your knees and gracefully sliding them up your thighs to meet the soft edge of the towel.

“When Y/N is truly aroused…it not only means she is able to be fully satisfied, but it is also a more pleasing experience for me.” he murmured coyly as his fingertips found their way under the edging of soft cotton covering your upper thighs. “It also makes her more willing to engage in our frequent activities…as you keenly noted yourself when you requested my help.”

Loki’s fingers brushed through your soaking folds beneath the towel, a needy moan escaping your lips as you were set alight by the small movement.

“Do you hear that, Rogers?”

Rogers nodded.

“That is the sound of a woman who desperately wants to be fucked.” he smirked, pleased at himself. “Isn’t that right, darling?”

You nodded against him, pressing your dripping pussy down towards his fingers which danced teasingly at your entrance. He obliged, sliding two long digits inside you as his thumb gently began circling your clit. You melted. The dry heat from the sauna seared your skin as the sweat from your bodies mingled. His chest moved against your back, reminding you of the delicious torso holding you steady against every gentle thrust of his hand.

Steve felt his head swim. The sight of your toes curling in pleasure, legs spread between the God of Mischief’s thighs with your bouncing bon-bons on display was almost more than he could bear. His cock ached painfully between his legs, the towel constricting against his flesh making him feel faint.

He drank in Loki’s powerful form, his brow furrowed in concentration as he read the waves of your body under his control. One hand steadied you between his thighs as the other was wrapped around your waist, arm muscles flexing as he worked your desperate icebox so…expertly. Steve shivered despite the heat. He saw Loki’s abdominal muscles clench to either side of your frame, his broad shoulders encasing you as moans of his name fell from your lips.

Without realising, Steve’s primal mind had overcome him – his towel lay spread on the wooden bench; his cock mercifully within his grip as he slid back and forth over his length. He inhaled sharply, wide eyes meeting Loki’s as the god nodded to him in approval, shooting him a wink.

Loki’s damp hair fell around his face, his eyes burning in deep satisfaction as he felt your pleasure coil around his touch. “Are you going to show Captain Rogers why you’re my best girl?” he muttered in your ear, his kaleidoscope stare never leaving Steve’s as the man’s pants grew heavier in the corner.

“Yesss baby…” you moaned; the reminder that you were being watched pushing you towards climax underneath the touch of your insatiable god.

“Say my name, darling. Remind him who you belong to.” Loki thrust his palm upwards, the pressure searing across your clit as you tumbled into ecstasy;

“Yesss, Loki…oh fuck, fuck Lokiii…”

Your cries were suffocating in the enclosed space, vibrating around the walls as you shuddered back into Loki’s firm chest; gripping his thighs underneath your needy fingertips as you came. One of Steve’s hands flew to the pine-clad wall beside him, his large palm giving a satisfying smack against the wood as he spurted his own release with a low groan.

Heavy breaths were the only noise in the sauna above the rustle of sizzling coal, condensation clustered on the glass door running gently to the ground. Loki raised the edges of your towel from the sides of your hips to cover you, kissing your cheek messily as he did so.

Rogers grasped the sides of his own towel and quickly concealed himself, wiping his hand on his thigh. You stood and walked the short distance to sit beside him, placing one hand over his as he looked up at you with trepidation in his blue eyes.

“I’m so proud of you Steve, you did so well.” you cooed, watching as his gaze softened under your honeyed tones. You rubbed his shoulder, looking back to Loki who nodded in silent approval.

“Well, Rogers…we’re going for a shower, so we’ll leave you to relax now.” Loki stood, his lazily placed covering falling to the floor revealing his long, hard cock in all its glory. He bent to pick up the towel, throwing it casually over his shoulder as Steve’s eyes widened at the sight. Gee whizz, it was even more impressive than he’d heard.

Loki registered your disapproving gaze as you glared at him, willing the mischievous god to quit his teasing.

“I think we passed the stage of being embarrassed when someone yanked off on the floor, darling – don’t you Rogers?” he said, sauntering towards the door and opening it with a flourish. You stood and took his outstretched hand, admiring his handsome face as it danced with lustful anticipation.

“We would ask you to join us, Rogers…but I don’t think you’re quite ready for that yet, do you?” Loki smacked your butt as you walked past him, winking coyly at the deflated captain as the door swung shut.

The cool air hit Steve’s face as he slumped back against the wooden bench with his eyes closed, his cock still twitching beneath the dampened towel.

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PART THREE AVAILABLE HERE :)

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[nikayna]

Ao3 Fic Master List

I feel like I have enough out there that I should probably keep a pinned list of my fics, eh?

Dum Spiro Spero (While I Breathe I Hope): 18+, Loki/Bucky Barnes. Set after their respective Disney+ shows, this fic explores what might happen if Loki and Bucky cross paths, and what lengths they’re willing to go when faced with a new threat.

A Long Lonely Time: 18+, Loki/Tony Stark. An AU slow burn where Loki was banished to Earth and became a sex worker, Tony Stark never became an Avenger, and SHIELD has some serious ethics problems.

Marvel Micro Fics: Teen+, various. An ongoing series of fics under 1K words where I explore little snippets of various types of relationships in the Marvel world. Have a suggestion for a pairing or scenario? Drop me a comment here or on Ao3!

O Captain! My Captain! Our Fearful Trip is Done: Teen+, Loki/Steve Rogers. A canon-divergent story where Steve met Loki during his USO days and falls in love, told from Steve’s POV. Might make this into a series eventually! It is a series! Read the letter Steve wrote Loki here

#mcu #marvel #ao3 fanfic #marvel fanfiction #am writing #loki x bucky #loki x tony #loki x steve #clint x bucky #Clint x tony #tony & Steve #microfics #winterfrost #frostiron #frostshield #ironhawk #winterhawk #stony

[flightlessangelwings]

Being inclusive with your reader insert fic is a kindness. It tells people of color (poc) that you are considering someone who does not look like you in your fic. It shows love and dedication to our craft. It tells poc that they belong here too and they can see themselves in your story.

Poc aren’t look for activism in fic, we know fandom isn’t that serious, but we should be able to have that same level of escapism when we turn to fic and fandom. We belong here too. This space is for everyone, not just one group of people.

Just to give a few examples of how simple it can be: say “skin warmed” instead of blushed, say “cradled your head” instead of running fingers through hair, say “angles yourself to kiss” instead of standing on tiptoes, use italics to indicate Spanish to take out a throwaway line of “you didn’t understand Spanish” things like that. Small changes that do not impact the fic at all but make a world of difference in inclusivity!

And for anything you can’t/don’t want to change, simply add warning in the beginning. Things like hair descriptors, anything reader might wear, some backstory for reader (especially involving family or where the story is set), readers job, things like that. A lot of times just having that heads up before the fic makes a world of difference!

And one example of kindness we as writers always worked to change: until recently (just a couple years ago) it wasn’t common to label the gender of the reader. But those who aren’t female asked writers to label it so they know which to read and which to avoid, and now it’s common to label the gender/pronouns of the reader. So it is possible! It just takes effort! And I’m a writer myself so I know it can be done!

We can pretend to be a bartender or a bounty hunter or an actress or anything else. But we shouldn’t have to imagine we’re a white one.

#inclusivity #x reader #fanfic #joel miller x reader #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #thor x reader #loki x reader #frankie morales x reader #santiago garcia x reader #marc spector x reader #javier peña x reader #marcus moreno x reader #poe dameron x reader #Pedro pascal fandom #Oscar Isaac fandom #marvel fandom #star wars fandom

[catastrxblues]

i love ao3 but tumblr fanfics just hit different 😩😩

#i’m not saying it just to say it #it’s a fact #i speak only the truth #you fanfic writers are geniuses #james potter x reader #peter parker x reader #bucky barnes x reader #ron weasley x reader #remus lupin x reader #marc spector x reader #loki x reader #sirius black x reader #steven grant x reader #percy jackson x reader #harry potter x reader #steve rogers x reader #did i just expose myself on how i chose to use this silly little website every now and then 🫣 #these are my lifelines tho so <33 #esp the angsty ones #nadirants