#tome hiddleston x reader

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A Few Weeks

Just A Few Weeks

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 

Word Count: 2597

Summary: Stuck in a house with Stan, Evans and Hiddleston 

Hope everyone enjoys fairly new to this so please be nice. This takes place at the VERY beginning of COVID before EVRYTHING shut down. 

Tags and requests open!

A few weeks. That's all just a few weeks, in the house doing nothing all day stuck with three of the most attractive and charming men she had ever met. It would fly by. She was just going to keep her nose in a book and work on projects. This wasn't a vacation. It was work.

Y/N thought this with failing conviction as the car pulled up to the house in the countryside of London's outskirts. She worked with Marvel's newest movie director, testing new actors when COVID had started. It had concerned everyone, and as a precaution, the director had told everyone to stay close but to stay safe for a few weeks. After all, it couldn't last that long could it. Everyone had been put up in hotels and houses, hoping that everything would get back to filming sooner rather than later. She had been told she would be staying with three actors until production started back up. She was to act as a part-time assistant and line of communication from production for the time being. 

The cab unloaded Y/N's luggage and drove away. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. She hadn't packed much else because the trip wasn't supposed to be that long. Y/N walked through the front door, hoping to be the first to arrive. She wanted to find a sense of calm, professionalism, and organization before the boys came. The house was warmly decorated, a large house for the area. The walls were a warm creme color with beautiful paintings adorning them. Worn but mildly elaborate wood furniture reminded her of her own home, one that she wouldn't see for some time now. For as much as she traveled due to work, her home would always be her sanctuary. She dragged her bag behind her and looked at the stairs hoping there was a bedroom on the first floor. Leaving her luggage at the door, she explored the rest of the first floor to find a state-of-the-art kitchen. "Hopefully, it's stocked. Maybe I can find comfort in at least being able to cook for myself." she breathed to herself, hoping to find the bright side in the situation. It wasn't that she was disappointed in being with the boys; she just didn't know how to be comfortable around them. She knew them but had never spent time with them. She was John's assistant, not theirs. John had said he needed someone he could trust to be there to help the movie continue. She doubted this and figured John thought it would be funny to see what unfolded. Being strong-willed and sassy had allowed her to be an excellent assistant and John enjoyed keeping her on her toes. She was slowly exploring a beautiful library with tons of books and oversized chairs to enjoy reading in when a voice cleared itself behind her. She had been wrong. 

She was the last to arrive; turning around, she found all three of them standing there staring and smiling. Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, and Tom Hiddleston. They were simply stunning, all wearing perfectly tailored jeans and T-shirts, except tom, who wore a button-down. Sebastian was the first to notice the silence breaking

 it by immediately moving forward, giving her a hug. He spoke warmly, saying, " Y/N, we are so glad you made it safely. Where is your stuff? We'll take it upstairs and show you your room." 

By this point, Chris and Tom had started to move in for hugs and greetings as well. This was new. She didn't think they had done anything more than shake hands when she had first been introduced. But here they were greeting her like an old friend. She was starting to smile and relax.  Tom's hug was genuine but gentle. He smelled fantastic, like old leather and spice. She found herself almost wanting the hug to last longer. Chris's hug was warm and completely embracing. He opted for the more intimate hug option of both large arms around her waist instead of the one on top one on the bottom the others had both taken. She had to go up on tiptoes to reach around him. This exposed a few inches of skin at her midriff, and she immediately felt his warmth on the exposed skin, making her break out in goosebumps. She couldn't help but breathe him in as his hug was of the bear verity and took her breath away. He smelled like wood and pine. She broke the hug. He didn't linger but did keep his arm around her waist, guiding her out of the room. 

"My bags are at the front door. I thought I was the first one to arrive." 

"Not to worry, darling, we will grab them," Tom spoke casually as he and Sebastian went to the door to grab them, leaving her and Chris all alone. "John had us here early this morning. He warned us about you and your wild, crazy parties." 

"What?! He's lying. I am boring - I hate parties, and I tend to prefer books and dogs to people and parties." Y/N said hastily.

"Joking only joking," he said with a smirk appearing on his face. "He did say you like sunshine and for us to be aware of you sass and wit." 

" I have no idea what he would be referring to in regards to sass," she said with a sparkle in her eye and innocence in her tone. "But I do enjoy the sunshine." Chris had to keep a growl from escaping him when he saw the look in her eye mixed with the innocence in her voice. He was absolutely intoxicated by her, and it had only been 10 mins. They walked out of the room, Chris moving his hand to the small of her back, grinning to himself. Y/N almost running out of his grasp, fully aware of how wet she was becoming and not wanting to become a complete puddle at his feet.  They got to the stair to find both Tom and Sebastian looking around oddly. 

"What's wrong?" She asked, wondering what she had missed.

"Where are the rest of your things?" Sebastian asked, confusion crossing his face. 

Y/N let out a laugh saying, "Nope...that's all of it. I'm not rich and famous like y'all. I pack light and dress for comfort. I have that small luxury since cameras aren't always taking my picture." 

They gestured for her to go upstairs as they followed behind her. She was too busy taking in the house and the sense of stress leaving her to notice the three men checking out her ass as she walked up the stairs. When they reached the top, Chris told her the first door on the right was her room.  She smiled when she saw it. The room had HUGE, almost floor-to-ceiling windows, a beautiful queen-sized bed covered in crisp white linens, and a worn leather sofa she knew she would spend most of her time on.   

"We figured you would like this room. It will get the most sunshine.", Chris said with a charming smile. 

"Thank you. It is wonderful." She said, not taking her eyes off the window. She always made the joke that she was like a plant -needed sunlight to thrive. She always felt happier when it was sunny out. 

"Are you hungry? We were just talking about ordering food." Sebastian asked with the hope she'd say yes cause he was starving. 

"If there is food in the kitchen, I'd be happy to cook. It helps me relax when I'm stressed anyway." She asked, looking forward to using the kitchen for than actually relaxing. She had a decent kitchen back home but nothing quite like this. 

"It is full, not sure what's in it, but you are welcome to cook if you want. I'm always down for a home-cooked meal.", Tom offered. 

Everyone followed Y/N downstairs, where she found a fridge full of options. She paused for a moment putting together dishes in her head, then asked, "Italian, Mexican, or American?" 

"I'll make margaritas if we do Mexican!" Chris offered excitedly. 

Before anyone else could answer, Y/N declared 'Mexican it is!" She could use a good drink to take the edge off. She was settling in but having something to focus on, and a nice drink would make it that much easier.  Y/N pulled her hair into a messy bun and started pulling ingredients out of the fridge. She was making fresh salsa, queso, and chicken enchiladas. Being a Texas girl, she knew good tex-mex, and after learning the secret tricks from her best friend Sophia's mother. She knew good traditional Mexican food as well. Chicken enchiladas were Sophia's favorite dish that her mom would make. She had learned the recipe a few years ago to surprise Sophia after they had both moved to LA. A few minutes into Y/N cooking, she heard some music start playing. Y/N didn't mind. She enjoyed cooking with music. Playing it gave her something to move to as she gracefully moved through the kitchen, finding her rhythm. What she didn't see was all three of the men staring at her, unable to look away. It was like watching pure sunshine. Chris was the first to move and started making the margaritas. Throwing all the ingredients in the blender with ice and throwing it on high. Once it was nice and smooth, he started the search for glasses and found 4. He poured a drink for everyone and handed them out. He purposely handed the drink to her while she was cooking at the stove so he could slide in next to her. She smelled of vanilla, and Chris immediately wanted to get closer and figure out if it was her lotion or shampoo that made her smell that way. Y/N grabbed the drink from him, feeling him so close behind her, and took a big gulp. 

"Can I help you?" she questioned with some attitude thrown in for good measure now that she had her drink. Chris realized that he had been lingering laughed, "Sorry. Nope. Just smelled good" moving to the other side of the big islands countertop, he sat on a stool. They didn't bother her too much while she cooked, asking questions about what she was doing to hear her remarks. She tried to ignore the fact they were watching her. She pulled out plates and handed them out. Allowing the boys to get food first, saying she was the least hungry and wanted to make sure they all got some. The sun was just starting to sink when they all sat down around the table and ate. They made small talk discussing apparent things in the world and how soon production would be back up and running. As well as talking about sports and random topics.

Y/N kept up with each topic, never missing a joke or a remark. She didn't realize that all three of them were becoming more and more enthralled with her with each passing minute. She knew who she was and wasn't going to change. The boys got up and started cleaning when everyone had finished eating, stating the rule Those Who DONT Cook Clean and making Y/N sit down. Honestly, she was okay with that the margaritas had been strong, and she was on her third and starting to feel it. Not wanting to hover around them. She wandered outside and plopped down in a patio chair, enjoying the view of the stars. 

She had zoned out, enjoying the music now softly playing and the view when she felt the seat next to her depress from someone joining her. She turned her head and saw Chris. He had a little bit of stubble like he hadn't shaved in a day or two, and his eyes were locked on hers. 

"The meal was delicious. Where did you learn to cook?" He asked sweetly after a few moments of silence. 

"My best friend's mom taught me. I used to spend a lot of dinners at their house and felt bad that they were always feeding me, so I started helping." She answered honestly, not really wanting to share her childhood but not being able to stop either. "My parents weren't the best. They weren't bad or abusive, but they left me alone a lot." Chris didn't know what to say, not wanting to pry but so badly wanting to learn more. Opting to change the subject, he started speaking more to himself than her, "They are so beautiful - makes me miss camping trips with my brother. We would take the tent out to escape my sisters. We would make up stories, eat junk food, and stay up all night." She looked at him with a touch of sadness behind her eyes, "Sounds really awesome. Stuff like that is really beautiful in the bonds it creates between people.

" Y/N had almost completely forgotten who she was talking to. She felt so comfortable with Chris. The conversation all day had been easy with him the playful banter they had at dinner and fanned the spark they had first created into a flame. She could feel that flame in her lower stomach, wanting to be closer for him to come closer. Chris felt the same flame, and when he saw Y/N big Y/E/C eyes staring at him, he saw that flame in her as well. He moved. Before she could even think about what was happening, his lips were on hers. He wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her to him. He breathed in the smell of tequila and vanilla, making him deepen the kiss even further. She turned more to face him, enjoying the kiss. What did she expect - he was a great kisser. His lips were soft but commanding in what they wanted. She moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and putting her hands into his hair. His stubble scratched her cheeks, and she opened her mouth for him. She melted into him as his other arm wrapped around her and pulled her onto his lap.

The kiss was an explosion of the chemistry they had had all day long. A dish shattered in the kitchen, startling both of them apart and cause Y/N to be thrown back to reality. Before Chris could say anything, Y/N was off his lap and practically running into the house. Her mind was reeling with thoughts and concerns. How could you have been so stupid? He either was just looking for something easy or drunk. He has plenty of celebrity women that he could have his pick of. How could you be so stupid to risk your job like that!" She had made it to her room, closing and locking the door behind her. She took a shower and got ready for bed, trying not to think about it. It was just a little makeout nothing happened. No harm, no foul, she told herself. Chris had come back inside as well, knowing it wouldn't be good to follow her. Sebastian was cleaning up the broken plate, and Tom was leaning against the counter with a grin. 

"What are you grinning about?" Chris asked with a clip to his voice. 

"Since you messed up leaves more room for me to go after her," he said freely. They all sat there in silence, knowing they were all thinking the same thing. Y/N was a once-in-a-lifetime woman, and they only had a few weeks. 

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Blessing eyes before bed time

Now to our beautiful women

That’s all I can add but I hope you had fun

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50 Shades of You! Tom Hiddleston X Female! Reader

Note: This is my first ever fanfiction for Tom Hiddleston. I have not written fiction for ages. English is not my first language.

Inspiration: this is inspired by:

“I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes.”

–Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

Word count: 2660

Warnings: Romance, sweet words, and smut–this is +21 and not for everyone.

Enjoy reading and please comment with your feedback. 💚

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During the summer Cambridge University was having a conference "Gothic Elements In John Milton's Paradise Lost." As you the young professor of literature, the coordinate manager suggested that the University alumnus could join for not just attending, but acting a piece of the tragedy. Amongst the candidates was the Classic department graduate and famous actor, Tom Hiddleston. 

You know that he might have scheduled issues or time conflicts, but you suggested the committee email him. To your surprise, he accepted the offer. 

 

The scene of choice was casting the devil out of hell.

On the stage during the conference eve, you did not have the perfect time to watch him, but you took a glimpse of acting from far.

He even caught your show and face attending the rehearsals.

The conference day was pressuring. You were trying to get everything right, in the middle of your so-close meltdown. A voice brought you to reality, "Hello, is this professor Y/N)?"

You turned to find the British handsome alumni smiling peacefully at you. "Yes, how can I help you?"

"Indeed, I am the one offering help." As he adjusted his glasses, I asked the committee manager to take upon some errant backstage. Maybe I can assist with the front ceremony?"

"Of course," you paused for a moment, "can you help me with the dinner's seats arrangement? My assistant is absent and I have to print and arrange them myself."

"Just show me a computer and all will be done."

Both of you took your time arranging an evening missing up some seats. 

 

"Here comes my name. You will be seated with the professors, of course!" He was busy putting name tags over the table.

"Oh! Don't remind me." You replied as if it is a conversation with an old friend and continued "the Classic department and Literature."

"They might start a war." Both of you started laughing 

"I have an idea." He took a tag from his table and moved yours next to his. "Now you will be with a friend"

The presentations finished, you had to go for the gym showers to change and wear your conference and dinner dress.

By the time you arrived, the scene from the tardy was about to be played. You took your place in the front seat.

Tom was playing Satan. He noticed that you were reciting the lines with him. He even almost smiles at you. Could not hold himself from looking at you in the front row while playing the scene of...

 

"All is not lost; the unconquerable Will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield; (And what is else not to be overcome?) That glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me to bow and sue for grace With suppliant knee and deify his power, Who from the terror of his arm so late Doubted his empire[.] (I, 106–114)"

 

Your facial expressions captured his eyes, the movement of your lips and then the flame of your applause. 

At the dinner, he was interested to hear all about your work and writings. His eyes could not able to leave you.

 

By the end of the dinner, he walked you to your car, "this was lovely, thank you for tonight" 

You smiled at him, "thank you for accepting our invitation."

You shake hands and opened your car door like the gentleman he is.

"Would you like to go out with me, for a coffee? Books and coffee, maybe." He did not hesitate to ask.

"I would love to. You already have my number within the conference contact information." You raised an eyebrow and smirked.

As your car drove away, he knew he was up for an adventure.

Three months later, you are happily dating and sharing sweet kisses. He suggested a film marathon. Each week one of you chose a topic.

That Saturday's topic was Russian Literature and you had to add: "or inspired by it" 

"Excuse me, but Tolstoy has no comparison!" He grimaced

"Shadow and Bones, love!" You teased him, "it the Netflix adaption of the era" 

"After Anna Karenina, please," he sounded like an old professor.

"Alright then, deal." You tickled him and kissed his lips softly

Both of you enjoyed Anna Karenina, however, you were crying in his arms.

"That dreadful ending." 

He hugged you "Hey, Shadow and Bones will make it up to you, let me make extra popcorn." Once again, he kissed you.

He came back with popcorn that will at least survive three episodes. You snuggled between his arms.

"Look at Alexie, how he said 'Make me your villain.'" 

You were swooning as a fangirl.

"I beg your pardon, I am literally a villain," he complained

Oh! I would literally," stressing upon the last word, "let him have me"

His face was irritated and you not coming close to making love made him anxious, that you might not be ready. He never inquired about you.   

You caressed his tummy, "hey, a penny for your thoughts, sir." It sounded like one of the Jack the Ripper prostitutes, about which you have constantly been talking.

His voice evolved deeper and his eyes did not leave yours "your deepest sexual desire. What do you crave?"

Comparing to your age, you were nervous and inexperienced. "My life was spent between books. I..."

He did not let you continue speaking and took your lips between his drawing your body closer to him, uttering between his hot kisses "I am not just a villain" his lips made the earth move "I am a God" whispering against the sport skin of your nick " a king" his hands were moving down the same tomes his lips reached the line of your bosom whilst his hand slides prevailed touching down pussy and dug his fingers driving you till the edge.

"I want you," you whispered between your soft moans.

He neglected your cravings and maintained his rhythm, watching your complexion and closed eyes till you arched your back in awe.

You collapsed between his arms heavily breathing "that was extremely wonderful, but I need you"

He kissed your lips playfully. "you are a delicious girl, Y/N, but..."

You hashed him with a kiss that he pulled from "if your life was between books, I want you to write me your deepest desire."

"Darling, it was a series, Alexie is fictional." You wrapped your arms around his neck.

"Fictional or not, he is a man, you are paying for this." 

He was deadly serious "write me your longing."

You laugh "What? Like the 50 Shades of Y/N?"

He gazed into your eyes "aiming to please and punish you, darling, avenging my honour"

The next morning when you were with your family on Sunday's lunch, he opened an email titled "50 Shades of Y/A"

 

The content was as follows:

"You!"

 

He grinned to himself and determined to show her how fiction can become real.

Your week was busy. He had signed a new contract for a mini-series and was supposed to film soon.

Not replying to your email made you nervous, even went meeting for dinner. He was quiet about it. 

You checked your sent box millions of times to make sure it arrived. Still, you knew he was busy working, and you were busy with the finals coming soon.

Thursday’s dinner, nothing yet, nothing but gaggling and discussing your days and current reads. 

"Darling, we did not decide this week's marathon" 

He did not take his eyes off the menu "Are not you having a big family week, you should go" he was confident and calm. 

Deep inside you wanted to grab his neck and jiggle him, but for the lady you are and the restaurant, you were calm.

"Wonderful!"

The dinner was over; he drove you home, kissed you goodnight.

Saturday morning, a ringing at your door. Apparently, you received a package, a big one.

You kept thinking that some books might have come early from your publisher. Unwrapping it to a surprise satin 1950 coat with Ruby red entourage and black heels.

There was also a note, she recognised the handwriting:

 

"Wear nothing but this for your punishment. If other pieces were found upon your body, then fear my fury and vengeance.

Love, 

T"

 

So, it was her version of Mr Grey. But have you ever been ready to comply with anyone?"

Suddenly, a message arrived on your phone 

"Reminder, a black will pick you tonight at 8, don't disobey me, Princess."

Your heel clicked on the floor as a man dressed in an old fashion suit opened the car for you. The windows were blacked out, so you did not see where it was heading.

"Welcome, Princess," he greeted you as if you were royalty, "My master is awaiting your presence."

You took his hands. The place was carved out of one of your favourite dark fantasies, a mansion with gargoyles, dark lighting, and a vast garden.

You could not believe your eyes. Tom knew your deepest desires indeed.

But that is not the end.

The inside was as of a dark enchantment with deep red flowers and candles. The servant showed you the way to a dining room fit for a feast. Tom was not there. 

"My master requires you to await his arrival." The servant bowed and left.

You were like a child been left inside her favourite toyshop. The ornaments, the lighting, and even the shapes of the food. That aesthetic you only could dream of but never reach.

"Enjoying yourself already?" You turned to find your man dressed in a black Victorian suit. His face was shaved, shorter hair, no glasses. Just all of the handsome glory.

You took a step forward "no princess, I shall come for you"

He kissed your hand and then sat on the table's head, while it sat on the opposite side and faced you away indeed.

"Are you pleased, princess?" He raised his glass of red wine.

"Yes, my Prince." You smile.

"In here, you shall address me as your king." His eyes lit with fire, and his voice was harsh.

You played along and raised an eyebrow "my king."

"This is not a game, princess, you are my prisoner"

You dined quietly, as he did not drop his eyes from you.

"Enjoying yourself?"

You flirted "deeply, my king"

He left his chair and came closer to you, his fingers left your chain so you can gaze into your eyes.

He asked, "care for a dance?"

You smiled "I would love to."

You stepped forward and took his hand to a ballroom, just for you and him, the dark king.

The following piece of music was sensual and moving.

"The coat, princess, I want to see nothing but heels on your body,"

You obeyed the king, but for a tick. When you took it off, underneath it a short emerald green strapless corset dress tight upon the curves of your body and pushed your bosoms to their glory.

He grinned and his eyes darken "looking for further punishment, I suppose?" 

"Anything to please the king." You took his hand and kissed it. He did not expect it.

He turned furiously and the next song was romantic. He wrapped his arms around you once again, waltz, you sneaky woman, deserved joy before being punished.

Twirling you on the dance floor like the earth has no one but the two of you.

By the end, he carried you "to my chambers, little one"

You were nervous and anxious. What if he did not like what was underneath the dress?

He entered a candlelight room with a four-poster bed in the centre. The curtains of the bed were black and emerald. 

He laid you in bed, kissing your lips and playing with your hair. 

His breathing was heating against your skin.

"You won't miss that dress, will you, princess?"

He did not wait for your reply as he lifted a dagger amongst the layers of his suit and cut the corset down to the last piece of the dress.

You wore nothing else. You were lying exposed as he stood to look upon your naked curves for the first time. 

You spontaneously tried to cover your bosom and private parts.

"No, do not you dare" he was angry and you could not distinguish reality from fantasy.

You throw the rest of the dress away. Hands laying by your head and he stood there for a juncture, gazing at every inch of your body.

"Turn," he ordered angrily as if the soul of Loki took over him, "I said, turn" 

You nearly dropped tears "here my king" 

You felt the softness of his lips upon your delicate shoulders.

Kissing the line of your spine. He knows this will work like magic. You tickle from your back, now trying to lick you, taste you, slap you.

He flipped you to face him. You were sobbing. He could hear it under your moans.

"You are not a princess, you are not a queen."

He wipes her tears from her cheek "you are a goddess and I am your slave."

You giggled between your tears, wrapping your arms around his neck "my king"

"Your, slave" As his voice became softer, he hushed you with a finger.

He kissed every inch of your body. You were playing with his short blonde locks.

"Let me worship your bosom, my goddess" he kissed, licked and played with your nipples and cupped your bosoms gently.

Kissing down till he reached your pussy, "Let me worship your temple" as he licked your clitoris.

You were moaning loader now

“Not this time, my king I want you inside me."

"Alright, as the pleasure of my goddess, I shall obey." 

He adjusted his weight on you and asked, "wider for me, my goddess of beauty" 

You opened for him as he enters you for the first time. You let out a loud breath "are you alright" he took your hands between his.

"Continue, my king."

He is just thrusting himself gently inside you. Your moans filling the room 

"I am a villain, a king, a god, and a man"

Your hands were free to run along his back as he continued, "a man, no, a slave for my goddess"

You were moving with him and moaning louder, "my king, what else?"

 Thursinting himself harder and moving with a faster pace.

"My goddess, the sculptures of beauty," between his breathing and moaning "Da Vinci would not be able to capture your grace"

You were kissing as your nail dug inside his shoulders.

His last whispers as moving himself inside your pussy which was clutching around his manhood. He moved with pace, as you rocked your lap against him

"I will live in thy heart," kissing your lips as you bite his lower lip between your steamy breath. "Die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes.”

He was going faster now and you were in tremendous awe and your skin was heating up with your pleasure.

"Look at me goddess" you were closing your eyes as you become close to you your orgasm "look at me," he ordered 

"I love thee, Tom," you said as your pussy was clutching around his manhood and trembling underneath him. His enormous climax followed your orgasm. 

You were shaking. He used his hands to keep himself from crushing you with his weight.

He rested his forehead on yours till both of you caught your breath. Gently took you between his arms as resting on his side "and I love thee, Y/N"

kissed you and as you were falling asleep, yet muttered, "I made you my villain, did not I?"

He giggles, "I beg your pardon, your God, King, and lover"

You kissed for the last time of that night and snuggle between peacefully each other's arms.

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Cabin by the lake - Tom Hiddleston Smut

Paring: Tome Hiddleston x reader

Words: 1071

Rating: 18+ - unprotected sex, oral (male/female receiving). 

request: Hello, just wondered if you were still taking requests? If you are would it be possibly to have a Tom hiddleston smut imagine. Thank you.

requests are open! 

Together with Tom, Y/N is sitting naked on the blanket in front of the lake.

The pair had rented a cabin near the lake to spend some time together, alone. There is no one near the lake so they can do things they normally can’t. Like hanging out by a lake without clothing.

Tom walks out of the water, completely naked, his body dripping water when he walks over to the woman he loves.

She can’t keep her eyes of him, he looks like god walking out of the water all wet.

He sits down on the blanket almost against Y/N while looking at her with a big grin on his face, thinking about how lucky he is to call her his.

He pulls her in for a kiss and when he lets her go, one of his fingers flicks over her nipple.

Tom pushes her down on the blanket and moves himself on top of her. He bends over and kisses her again while his hands wonder all over her naked body.

She feels him getting hard against her body and she smirks into their kiss knowing exactly where this is going.

Her hands move towards his hips and with a soft push he falls next to her and before he can protest she is already on top of him while taking a hold of his cock.

She moves her hand over his dick in a slow and soft manner, massaging Tom’s balls with her other hand while looking down at him.

Tom’s eyes are closed and his breathing is turning heavy while is cock is twitching a bit in her hand.

Her hands let’s go of his cock and balls before she gets lower so her face is right in front of it.

He pops himself up on his elbows looking at the woman who is slowing licking a stripe on his cock from the head to the base.

A soft groan comes out his chest when Y/N takes his whole cock in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down.

‘Love’ Tom manages to say when she starts sucking harshly on him. His mouth is open and soft pants escape his lips.

The sounds he makes turn her on and she can feel herself getting wetter by the second. Happy that she isn’t wearing any panty’s now that she ruins with her juices.

She can feel the pre-cum already in her mouth and it makes her pussy tingle with desire for him.

Y/N can feel him getting close to orgasm and right before he gets there she removes her mouth from him, earning a soft whine from the man before her.

Tom sits up straight and turns them around again, so he is hovering above her. Quick he moves himself lower so his face is right in front of her already dripping core.

Before Y/N can do anything, he is already licking and sucking her most sensitive bits.

Soft moans fall from her lips when he sucks harshly on her enlarged clit.

He watches her movements through his eyelashes.  

He loves it when she is withering in front of him with pleasure he is giving her.

When he feels her getting close to orgasm he pushes in two fingers hitting her g-spot with every movement.

It doesn’t take long after that before she comes around his fingers and in his mouth.

‘Damn’ she says giggling when Tom moves back up on her body kissing her roughly. She can taste herself all over his mouth and a shiver runs down her spine.

Y/N pushes Tom of her when he stops kissing her so she is back on top of him.

She places sweet, gently kisses all over his chest before lining herself above his cock slowly sinking down on him.

A low hiss escapes his throat when he feels her warm walls around him.

Tom moves his hand to her body and take a hold of her boobs while is bouncing up and down on his cock. He feels her wetness coting his cock.

Y/N throws her head back while moving up and down on him, feeling her nipples harden by the second while Tom is playing with them.

He moves to sit up so his chest is against hers, his mouth taking over hers. Their tongues fight for dominance, and of course Tom wins the fight.

‘You feel so good’ he moans when the kiss ends. He buries his head in her neck and puts his hands on her hips helping her bounce on him.

‘Tom’ she whines when he bites her neck in soft manner, but hard enough to leave a mark.

One of his hand leaves her hip to start rubbing figure eights on her clit.

‘Tom’ she yells when he pinches the bundle of nerves between his fingers.

When he lets go he turns their bodies around so he is back on top of her, thrusting in and out of her in a soft manner.

Y/N warps her legs around his waist so he gets deeper inside of her with every thrust. She can’t stop the moans falling from her lips when he hits her g-spot with every thrust.

His long, slender fingers start rubbing her clit in a harsh manner.

‘I… I…’ Y/N manages to get out.

‘Let it go’ Tom commands. The words haven’t even left his mouth, and she comes all around him.

Her pussy tightens around him triggering his own orgasm.

They ride out their orgasms together, feeling their juices mix inside of Y/N her cunt, not even caring about the possibility of her getting pregnant.

He rolls of her when he has pulled out and lies next to her. Her heart is beating fast in her chest and soft pants escape both their lips.

‘Damn, love’ he laughs when he caught his breath and is standing up.

Y/N is still laying down looking at the towering man above her while smiling at him. He bends down and picks her up in his arms.

When he has a good hold of her, he runs into the lake with her in his arms.

The water is cool around their hot sweaty bodies. Tom lowers her down and she clings to his body by wrapping her legs around him.

‘I love you’ he tells her before kissing her nose in a sweet manner.

‘I love you too’

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Yes Daddy

Here is the start of the other version of this request: 

Anonymous asked:

oof okay request - hear me out, loki finds out something about avenger!reader that she doesn’t want the others to know, but for his silence she has to agree to calling him “daddy” or “sir” or something embarrassing for the rest of the day and of course loki makes the absolute most out of it in front of the others

Hope you enjoy! 

Warnings: A little choking. 

"Are you scared?" Loki asked teasingly. He was looking at you from the door frame of your room, wearing his sly, clever smirk. He had found your vibrator hiding in your nightstand drawer. It wouldn't have been an issue if it wasn't neon pink and a rabbit vibrator. Although you knew you shouldn't be embarrassed, you were. You were relatively new to the team and didn't want to spill those kinds of secrets just yet. You could tell Loki was waiting for an answer. Sighing, you took the devil's deal, "Fine Loki. You have a deal. I will refer to you as daddy for the next 24 hours so that you won't tell this secret to anyone". You immediately felt your stomach flip. You just made a deal with Mr. Can't keep a deal to save his life. Loki strolled away, holding his shoulders and head high, having this new power over you. You flopped back on your bed and cursed yourself for leaving it in such a stereotypical place.

A few moments later, you heard Cap calling your name from the living room. You heaved yourself up off the bed and dragged your feet to the living room, where Loki would also be ready to make you answer him the first second he could. Sure enough, when you were in sight of the living room, your eyes immediately connected with Loki's. 

"Hey Y/N, how old are you?" Cap asked from the chair he was in. 

"Y/A. Why?"  He didn't answer you, thought Nat just turned in her seat and yelled, " TOLD YA!" to Bucky. Bucky rolled his eyes and got up to go to his room. It was no offense to anyone. His social meter was completely dry. Lucky for you, it freed up a seat next to Nat instead of the one next to Loki. You went to sit down next to her dreading the moment that Loki addressed you. But it didn't seem to come. He just stayed silent and watched you squirm under his gaze. Eventually, Loki stood exiting the living room. Right when you thought you would be able to breathe a sigh of relief, he turned over his shoulder and asked, "Y/N, we didn't check with you. Would you be okay with Chinese food for dinner?" It was a simple enough question, but the simple enough answer wasn't simple for you. Because whether you answered yes or no, it had to end with that god-awful word "daddy." You gritted your teeth and ground out, "Yes, it is fine....daddy." Loki nodded his acknowledgment and walked out. Needless to say, everyone was staring at you, but no one dared ask or call you out. You thought to explain yourself but decided it was better to not and just leave it alone.

After a  while, everyone seemed to move on and forget about the incident, at least for the time being. Dinner had come, and everyone was piled into the living room again, eating. You were aware that Loki was in the room but again was staying relatively quiet, that was until You laughed a little too much at Thor’s terrible joke. You didn't notice how much it irritated Loki, and unfortunately, it made Loki want to hear that word leave your mouth. He had purposely chosen that word because he wanted to listen to it on your tongue as much as possible. "Y/N, did you get enough to eat?" 

You winced at the question but returned, "Yes, daddy, I did thank you." 

"Good, I am glad. Would you like me to get you anything I am getting up?”

"No, daddy, I still have a drink, thank you." You could tell everyone in the room was now entirely focused on the two of you and this odd exchange. It was all you could do to not throw something at Loki's head. Nobody said anything, so you broke the silence by standing, excusing yourself, and walking to your room. You knew there would be whispers about why you were saying "daddy," but you didn't care. You weren't going to break. You had made it to your room when you heard a noise behind you. You turned to see Loki standing in the doorway, "Why did you run away? Everyone was so intrigued as to why you were calling me daddy?" "I didn't run away. I excused myself - daddy."

"Oh, it certainly looked like running away. If you were upset, you could've just hidden behind my hilarious idiot brother", he sneered.

"You're jealous that I what, laughed at your brother's joke. Please, I knew you were always desperate for attention, but that's dumb even for you...daddy", you emphasized. Loki was on you in a flash. He had you pushed up against the wall with his hand wrapped around your throat. He moved his face to be centimeters away, "I am not jealous; I just want everyone to know what is mine." You didn't have time to register what he had said because he was crashing his lips into yours. He commanded the kiss with an intensity you hadn't expected. As much as you wanted to fight it, the kiss exploded, and it was terrific. You melted into it and let Loki take what he wanted. You went to wrap your arms around him, but he pulled his hand from your throat and used it with his other hand to pin your arms above you. He pulled away from the kiss, and you had to keep yourself from whimpering at the loss of the feeling. "You are my pet. You do what I tell you too. Understand?" You shook your head, not fully comprehending everything that was happening. "No, no, no pet, use your words," Loki whispered while softly biting and kissing your neck. You took a breathe and swallowed, trying to clear your head. "Yes, daddy, Yes, I understand."

"Excellent," Loki growled, "do not move." You stayed still with your hands pinned above you. Loki stepped back and admired your desperate form. He stepped forward, kissing you while grabbing your wrist and throat. He moved, kissing down your jaw bone to your neck and over to the pulse point behind your ear. "Aw, pet, you look lovely, all desperate and needy for me, but I have some reading to do." He pulled away, gave you one last kiss on the nose, and walked away, leaving you against the wall soaking wet and horribly horny. It was gonna be a long 24 hours at this rate, you thought with a sigh.

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A Few Weeks Pt 5

Summary: You have been stuck in a house with Evans, Hiddleston, and Stan. And now it is time for Tom to have his way with you

Thank you all so much for the continued support of this series. I have loved writing it. I am so sorry I didn't have a piece out last week - I had family in town.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 

Warnings: Tom is a little dom but nothing crazy.

Tags and requests are open and feedback is always welcome.

Y/N woke up in a frustrated mood. The last few days had been spectacular with Chris and Seb, but Tom was driving her insane. He hadn't made any more moves. He kept a distance and was tactical in his moments of closeness and intimacy. He was toying with her teasing her, trying to get her to beg for him. Y/N knew this and refused to play his game. But she could play her own version of his. If he wanted to play that way, she could play the same way. She threw the covers off of her and got dressed for her usual morning yoga.

She dressed in her green and black yoga outfit. She hadn't worn it yet, mainly cause she didn't like it all that much, the sports bra and mesh in the middle showing more than she usually wanted while working out. The pants matched with cutouts all across her legs covered in a small mesh-type material. It had darks and neon greens as well as some thin gold metallic lines. The color choice on previous outfits had gotten in Sebastian's head, so why not see what Tom would say or hopefully do. The routine was they did yoga while Tom and Chris worked out upstairs. Several times now, she had caught them staring, and she was betting on Tom doing it today as well.

Sebastian immediately cracked a shit-eating grin after seeing the clothes. Partly cause they were, in his opinion, sexy as hell on her and partly because he knew just how frustrated she had been in regards to Tom. Sebastian and Y/N had spent another night together and still spent lots of time talking and learning Romanian. In one of their last lessons, Y/N had made a comment under her breathe about calling someone a shit head. When he had asked about it, she had shared her frustrations. Sebastian just laughed. He knew Tom well and knew that this was how he operated, but that didn't make her feel better.

"What are you smiling at?" Y/N quipped.

"Nothing at all, princess...nothing at all", Sebastian laughed.

Y/N tried to focus on the yoga, the breathing, and the tension leaving her body. It didn't work. But luckily, she got through it without making it worse. She promised herself not to do anything too blunt she wanted to tease Tom just as much as he was her. She and Sebastian finished yoga and went inside. She started breakfast while Sebastian put some music on. It had a good soft rhythm, one that was easy to sway too. They had lots of breakfast leftovers, so she pulled those out and some plates and just decided to let the boys help themselves to whatever they wanted. She was warming up a pancake and some bacon when the other two decided to join.

"Morning boys, help yourselves. We've got to clear some of this food out," she said as Chris came up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Then he lingered and whispered in her ear, "Morning darling." The microwave beeped, signaling it was done, and Y/N turned away, grabbed her food, and sat down at the bar with her back to Tom. That was her first mistake of the day. Tom came up behind her closing her in by putting an arm on either side, asking, "So, just to be clear, I can have anything I want."

Y/N felt goosebumps break out over her skin. He was so close. She could feel the heat radiating off of him and could hear the smirk in this tone. She stilled and said, "I wouldn't see why not." Tom smirked and once again gave his parting shot, "Perfect because it looks delicious. I can't wait to get a taste." Y/N had lost that round, and she knew it. Her thighs were squeezed so tightly that her muscle was starting to cramp, and clit spasmed at the thought of relief coming from Tom's mouth like he had suggested.

At lunchtime, Y/N won. Chris had decided to grill some steaks, and when they were almost done, Y/N went to round up Sebastian and Tom. She found Sebastian working on his bike in the garage and found Tom with his back to the door in his room reading something on his computer. She saw the perfect opportunity to do to him what he had done to her at breakfast. She snuck into his room and slowly placed her hands on either side of him. Then she decided to play.

"Are you hungry?" she asked quietly, nuzzling his neck.

"I thought you would never ask. I am starving, sunflower." He said, huskiness taking over his voice, giving away how much Y/N was getting to him. She smiled against his neck, leaving little pecks. "Great cause lunch is ready., she whispered, then finished in a normal tone running out of the room and back downstairs before Tom could do anything.

The second mistake she made was putting on the new bathing suit she had ordered. She had ordered it a few days ago on amazon. She wanted a new one cause she was tired of putting the same one on every day; however, the choice of cut was less practical and far more mischievous in nature. She had opted not for a simple and conservative suit like the one she already she but for a triangle top and a much cheekier tie bottom that was solid black with ruching on the butt and scalloped around the edges. It was cute, playful, and very alluring. She slipped it on and had put the shorts and tank top she was now wearing over it for lunch.

They ate lunch together, making small talk and jokes about their situation. Stuck in a home for now, what looked like months was not as they had planned for the summer, but here they were thankful to have the company when others were alone. When lunch was over, Y/N grabbed her cup and sunglasses and walked out to the pool chairs. She set her cup down and started the show she had been mentally preparing herself for. She was trying to specifically torture Tom, but if it made all three of them long for her a little, but she wasn't going to turn down the opportunity. She kept her back to them while she pulled off her tank top and dropped it to the side. Then were the shorts she told herself she could do this in her head, then took a breath and slide the denim cutoffs down her legs. She felt all three pairs of eyes on her, and she tried to ignore them, choosing to play innocent until she couldn't. She heard a shuffle of chairs, and then a door shut.

All three men were back outside in a flash in swim trunks and wide grins. They ogled Y/N anytime she wasn't directly looking at them. But she kept it light and playful, and they were happy to do the same. Y/N had figured she had won with the bathing suit, but she couldn't have been more wrong. Tom was barely holding on inside. The bathing suit was the last straw he had to have her. But he was enjoying the game they were playing as well. She had obviously decided she could tease as well, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve.

When dinner time finally came around, they moved to sit at the table. Y/N slid on her shorts and tank top back on. It was a beautiful night, and everybody was enjoying it. They did dishes together and cleaned up the kitchen. Sebastian went upstairs to keep working on something, and Chris and Tom were going to watch a scary movie. As Y/N hated watching scary movies, she said good night and headed upstairs. She was halfway up the stairs when she heard Tom start to follow. She pretended like she didn't notice and walked into her room, purposely leaving the door ajar. She once again kept her back to her audience, but this time she went slow. First, let her hair down from its messy bun. Shaking it out, rolling her neck from one side to the other. Next was her tank top she slowly lifted up and over her head. She unbuttoned the front of her shorts and pulled the zipper down, then slowly worked then down her hips keeping her legs straight and pushing them all the way off, and finally stepping out of them. Tom watched in fascination as she undressed in front of him. He guessed at the fact she knew he was there with her, now putting on quite the striptease. Y/N wrapped her arms behind her to start to untie the bikini top, and she felt hands on her.

"Stop. Let me.", Tom whispered in her ear.

"I thought I had to beg for it to get anything from you.", Y/N sassed back, making her third and final mistake.

"You will be begging by the time I am through with you.", Tom responded.

She dropped her hand and stood there waiting for Tom to untie her bathing suit, but he didn't. He stayed behind her and started to skim his hands all over her body with a feather-light touch. His hand moved up and down her side to the sides of her breast right above her ass. Never touching anywhere, she really wanted his hands. He made his way back up her body when he suddenly fisted his hand into her hair and pulling her head to the side to expose her neck. He had his other hand resting on her hip and was softly running his teeth along her neck. She whispered out a soft moan enjoying the sensation. "That's it, sunflower make all those pretty noises I know you can make," Tom encouraged. She rocked her hips back into him and could feel his hard cock straining against his swim trunks. She moved her hand to go and palm him, but he caught both of her hands. He spun her around, and before she could blink, backed up against the door, closing it in the process.

"Did I give you permission to touch sunflower?" Tom breathed with a sinister smile.

Mischief and lust danced in Y/N. She had never been in a situation where she had rules she had to follow, but she was so turned on and excited by the idea there was no way she was going to back down now. Trying to find a response that pushed his button a little but still gave over the control he wanted, she said, "Technically, you never said what I can and can't do."

Tom saw the playfulness in her eyes and knew at that moment she was loving every second of the game they were playing. "I guess you are correct, so then here are your rules. Do everything I say. So for right now, no touching." he finished with a wicked look that wasn't helping the wetness in Y/N bathing suit bottoms. "Understood?"

"Yes, sir.", Y/N responded hesitantly. It was almost as if she were testing how he would react and how she felt about it. Hearing her call him sir, Tom attacked Y/N lips with his own. She gasped at his swiftness and allowed his tongue in. He kept her hands pinned above her head with one hand while the other untied her top. She pulled her head forward, allowing him to pull it all the way off her. He abandoned her hands and moved to cup each breast. He nipped one then the other, moving back and forth between them, massaging and kissing them. Y/N wanted to run her hands through his hair, pulling him closer, but she refrained and asked instead. He nodded his head, came up, and gave her a chaste kiss stating, "Yes, you can touch, babe." She didn't waste a moment. Thrusting her hand into his hair and giving a slight tug. Tom growled and bit on one of her nipples, causing a moan to escape her. Tom fell to his knees and kissed down her stomach, moving his hands to her ass and squeezing. He kissed her clit over the bathing suit, but even that slight touch caused her hips to buck.

"That's it show me how sensitive you are," Tom cooed to her. He ran a finger along with the same spot still over the bathing suit but pressing hard, and Y/N moaned again. He was going so slow with giving her what she wanted. It was killing her. But she knew asking would sound like begging at this point, and she wasn't going to do that. Tom grabbed the top of her bottoms with his teeth and dragged them down her legs. He came back up and softly licked over her pussy. "Sunflower, you're already so wet - is this all for me?" Tom teased, inserting two long fingers into her. Y/N couldn't find her voice, so she simply nodded in response.

"Use your voice," Tom commanded. "Yes...Yes, it is" Y/N rushed out, trying to focus. "Hmmm," tom purred, "good girl." Y/N inner muscles tightened at his praise, and she knew she was done for. She had no idea she would be so turned on just by being told she was a good girl. Tom paused and looked up at her feeling her muscles tighten. "Is that response to my fingers or to the praise? Let's test it and find out." He pushed his fingers all the way in, making Y/N writhe her hips, looking for relief but found none. When she had stopped, tom looked at her and repeated, "That's it, stay still for me. Good girl." Her muscles immediately tightened. Tom chuckled to himself, "Oh, sunflower, I am going to have so much fun with you. You are so responsive," and he started moving his fingers again, slowly sliding them in and out. She was a wreck and needed his cock inside of her deep. Tom continued slowly pumping his fingers in and out, occasionally licking at her clit. "Don't stay quiet for me. I want to hear those moans.", tom encouraged. Y/N was biting her lip, trying to stay quiet but more so to keep herself from begging. Then in the haze of all her senses being overloaded, she got an idea. "I'll make," she paused, not sure she could actually say it, "I'll make noise for you, daddy." Tom pulled his fingers from her, grabbed her wrist again, and pinned her underneath him, "What did you just say sunflower?" Y/N wasn't sure if this was a good or bad reaction. He had stopped so suddenly, and she was aching now that she didn't have anything at all. "I said I won't be quiet for you ... daddy", she responded quietly. Tom crashed his lips into hers. His hand flew to her throat, only rest there growling, "That's right, sunflower." He pushed away from her and pulled her to the bed, pushing her softly onto her stomach once there. Y/N wasn't stupid. She knew what he wanted with her like this. He yanked off his trunks and climbed up behind her. She was face down in the bed with her ass taunting him in the air. He rubbed his hand down her hips and back up, then gave it a hard smack. She gasped and sank even lower into the position. Tom pumped himself once or twice, then thrust into her. She wasn't prepared for how long he was. He let her adjust to his size for just a moment, then wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her to him. He started moving in and out of her. He placed his hand on her throat and faltered in his thrust when she squeezed so hard. "You are something special, sunflower. You like it dirty and rough, don't you?" Tom ventured at guessing in her ear. She was panting and moaning, trying to stay coherent but was slipping. Between tom ramming into her, one hand on her throat, and the other digging into her hip, she could barely remember to breathe, let alone answer his question. With a hard slam into her, Tom demanded, "Answer me, sunflower." She felt her orgasm coming. It was so close, and she just wanted to focus on that, but she answered and just let her mind spill out whatever it wanted, "Yes, daddy, I like it dirty and rough. I like the feeling of your cock slamming into me and your hands on. I am so close to cumming. Please, daddy, don't stop." She knew he would take that as begging, and it was. Tom moved his hand to her clit and started rubbing circles hit the perfect stop. She was so close, but when he whispered in her ear, "Cum for me, sunflower cum for me." She let go. She cried out and came hard on Tom's cock. He kept thrusting through it, and 3 thrusts later, he was cumming as well. He kissed her cheek and breathed, "Good girl. .... That's it, deep slow breathes.... I'm gonna get something to clean us up with." He slowly pulled out of her, and she winced at the loss of him. He popped into the bathroom and wet a washcloth, and cleaned himself up. He came back and cleaned Y/N up as well. Then he tossed the washcloth into the tub and climbed into bed. "Come here and rest, my beautiful sunflower."

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Yes Sir Pt 2

You make a deal with the devil. And its time to start paying. 

Word Count: 718

Monday 10/4

Today was Y/N's first official day of being an avenger. There wasn't anything happening right now, but that could change at any minute. She stretched in bed, and as she started to fully come awake, the memory of her deal with Loki settled in her head. She just had to avoid him and stay silent, that was all. She got dressed in some yoga pants and a sports bra and headed for the gym. It was no surprise that Sam was already running on a treadmill. He gave her a chin lift that said "good morning" and "I'm in the zone. Don't talk to me right now," which Y/N was fine with. She wasn't much of a morning person and enjoyed waking up with a run and a good sweat. She finished her workout and headed back to her room to shower using the common areas without thinking. Steve and Bucky were at the counter with a cup of coffee, and she decided to stop and talk with them. As it was only Loki, she was trying to avoid.

"Morning, Y/N. I see you got in an early workout", Steve noted with his usual kind-hearted tone. "Yea, I prefer to start my day that way, probably cause it gets my heart rate up more than anything." Then from behind her, "Is running the activity you are open to getting your heart rate up in the morning?" Y/N froze. Not only was it a direct question to her that she couldn't deflect, but it didn't matter if she answered Loki with a yes or a no. Putting the "sir" on the end of it would undoubtedly give off a very specific response. Y/N clenched her jaw and tried to relax. Maybe if she made it sound casual, she wouldn't be embarrassed by it. "Yes...sir, it is." She hesitated a little bit but got through it. She could almost feel the smirk on Loki's face grow. Still, instead of staying around to listen to anybody answer or see it for herself, she quickly exited the kitchen to her room.

Behind the closed door of her room, she let out the breathe she had been holding.  She had said it, and from her walk away, she didn't hear any laughing or weird noises, so maybe they hadn't heard her or didn't care. What really concerned her was the dampness between her legs that wasn't from her morning run. Some part of her that she really didn't want to admit to like the idea of calling someone "sir." A knock at the door made her jump and spin towards it. She yanked it open, not expecting to find Steve on the other side.

"Hey Y/N um, you know we are all equals on the team, right? Like there is like an um designated leader or chain of command." Y/N wasn't sure she got why Steve had brought this up. Had she offended someone by not addressing them correctly? "Um, okay." She responded. "Well, you called Loki, sir. And I get they are gods or whatever but.." Steve continued on, but Y/N had stopped listening as realization dawned on her. A brilliant idea grew in its place. Noticing Steve had stopped talking, she quickly recovered, saying, "Oh yea, no. I um just prefer to answer like. Southern roots, ya know. Manners. Sir and ma'am and all that. But thanks, I gotta take a shower." She finished with the door being shut in Steve's face. Steve walked away very confused as he was pretty sure Y/N was from Wisconsin.

Y/N quickly showered and got dressed. She had a new spring in her step. If she just used sir and ma'am occasionally with everyone, it wouldn't be weird. She was younger than everyone, and it was a sign of respect. She rounded the corner to the living room and saw Loki, Thor, and Wanda sitting scrolling on their phones. Y/N sank down into the couch next to Wanda and started to scroll through Facebook. When Thor asked, "So Y/N did you get all settled in okay?" Without hesitating, Y/N looked at Thor, smiled, and said, "Yes, sir, I did. Thank you." They continued talking with Wanda, occasionally interjecting questions or comments. What Y/N didn't notice was the jealously and anger flash through Loki.

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Yes Sir Pt 5

Thank you to everyone who has hung in there with me during this series. Here is what was supposed to be part 5 and 6 (the final part) but I just went ahead and combined them. 

Summary: You lost a bet with the God of Mischief and now payment is due but after a misunderstanding thing need to be cleared up. 

Word Count: 1337 

Warnings: Fingering and dirty talk. 

Friday 10/8 

Y/N woke with the strangest feeling. She couldn't tell if her memory was a dream from last night or an actual dream. It had seemed so real and so strange all at the same time. Had Loki really said that He had wanted her to be his? No, it had to have been a dream. There was no way. But if it was a dream, was it trying to tell her that her subconscious wanted to be Loki's. 

Loki woke with a sinking feeling in his gut. It had taken so much of him to say that last night. He didn't ask for permission for things. He just took what he wanted, and he wanted Y/N. But he knew if he wanted her to truly be his that he needed her to agree. 

Y/N had continued to toss and turn in bed after waking. She didn't want to get up. She was comfy, and she could tell she was going to be very sore today. Eventually, she dragged herself out of bed and to the shower. The hot water felt spectacular on her skin and helped the tension ease out of her muscles. When she was all pruney, she turned off the shower and wrapped herself and her hair in a towel. She padded into her room to get clothes for the day when she spotted it, a note taped to her door reading: 

Pet, 

I wished to explain further last night, but you were so tired. So I will make it simple. I want you to be mine. If you don't want that, I will understand.  The bet is off, but your secret is safe with me. 

- Loki 

Y/N wasn't sure how she felt. Part of her was scared of what being Loki's meant, and the other part was excited. She plopped back down on the bed and fell back into it. She wished she still had her sister. She turned her head to stare at the yearbook sitting on the shelf. Then, in hopes of feeling closer to her sister, Y/N started asking herself questions like her sister would've. 

Do you like him? 

Hmmm, I guess ultimately yes, I do. 

Then why are you not willing to do it? 

Because he's obnoxious. As if Lily was actually there, she could see her sister's face turn skeptical. Okay, he's intense, and I don't know what he means by "mine."

Yes, you do. You aren't stupid. What else? 

I'm afraid. 

Why?

Because what if we end up hating each other and we cant work together. 

You would learn to deal. What is it really that you are afraid of? Y/N immediately knew the answer but didn't want to admit it. Even to herself. 

What if I can't be an avenger anymore. I want to make you proud, and I can't do that if I am not here. Tears started leaking down Y/N cheek. 

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Loki wasn't sure what to expect from the day. He hoped that Y/N would see the note and come find him, but she could also see it and decide to throw it away and pretend it never happened. He wasn't expecting to see her sitting at the table eating breakfast with the yearbook in front of her, showing everyone. Instead, they were all gathered around her, listening to her talk. 

"So, in other words, this is my sister Lily, and I am here to make her proud of me. I know she isn't here to see it, but I know from where ever she is, she is watching. Just as she finished speaking, everyone noticed Loki. 

"Brother!! You must come to see this Y/N was a cheerleader when she was younger." Loki let himself be pulled over to the table. Y/N still hadn't looked up at him. He needed her to acknowledge him, so he asked, "Were you a good cheerleader Y/N?"  Y/N laughed and closed the book, standing getting ready to put it away. Loki figured she wouldn't answer, but she turned and caught his eyes, saying, "Yes, sir, I was." Then, she left the room, trying to hide the grin she was developing from seeing the shock on his face. Hopefully, he would understand everything she was saying in that simple answer. 

She was starting to get anxious that he hadn't understood the sentence when there was a knock at her door. She turned to see Loki standing leaning against the door frame. 

"Mind if I come in?", He said with an expectant look on his face. 

Y/N felt the nerves rush through her body. She shook her head no and said, "No sir," still trying to meet his eyes. Loki walked into her room and closed the door. Loki had a few things he needed to make sure of before anything else was said or done. He walked up to Y/N and pulled her chin up so her eyes would meet his. 

"Do you want to be mine, pet? 

"Yes, sir," Y/N said with less power than she was hoping for. Loki smiled and continued, "Will you be calling anyone else, sir?" 

"No, sir." 

That was all he needed to hear. Loki pulled Y/N into his and crashed his lips to hers. She softened immediately and wrapped her arms around him.  Y/N moaned, and Loki deepened the kiss. When Y/N pulled back for air, Loki moved his mouth to work down her neck. Y/N knew she was already wet from saying yes sir to him a few moments ago, but the prospect of what could follow a kiss like that had her head reeling and her panties soaked. Loki let his hands glide down to her ass, giving it a good squeeze then a harsh slap. Y/N gasped, then moaned at the sensation or pleasure-pain running through her. 

"Oh, pet, I have been dying to taste you ever since you walked in this building." Y/N was still processing what Loki had said when there was a snap of his fingers, and both of them were naked. Loki fell to his knees and immediately started lapping at Y/N's center. "Oh ...fuck..." Y/N moaned out, pushing her fingers into Loki's hair. One perfect swipe of Loki's tongue across Y/N's swollen clit had almost cumming right then and there. Loki chuckled, "Do you like that? Are you gonna come for me already?" Y/N could barely think straight, but she managed to nod her head enthusiastically. "Oh, no, pet, I want to hear those beautiful words of yours," Loki teased, now barely touching her at all. "Fuck... yes, sir. Yes, please, I want to come, sir." Loki plunged his fingers back into her and sucked on her clit. Y/N could feel her orgasm coming quickly, and she was ready for it. Loki pulled his mouth away but kept his fingers moving inside her as he pushed her over the edge, "That's it, princess. Cum for me. Cum on my fingers." Y/N nearly blacked out. The mixture of his hand's mouth and words were too much. Loki slowly fingered her through her orgasm.

When she was done, he pulled his fingers out, scooped her up in his arms, and deposited her into the bed. He disappeared to the bathroom and returned a few minutes later with a washcloth. Loki cleaned her up, stripped off his clothes, and climbed in next to her, pulling her in close. After a few minutes, Y/N spoke, "Did you call me princess? I thought your thing was pet?"  Loki smiled to himself, took a breath, then answered, "I did because a pet is something you own, and although you are mine, I do not own you." Y/N laid her head back down and drifted off to sleep. 

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A Few Weeks pt 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 

Word Count: 1955

Summary: Stuck in a house with Stan, Evans and Hiddleston.

I think I have probably 4 more chapters.

Tags and requests open!

Y/N woke up to the sun just barely shinning. She was wrapped up in Sebastian himself. She was lying on her side. Sebastian's leg was thrown over both of her thighs and his arms tangled with hers while being pulled up tight to his chest. She found her phone on the bed next to her and checked the time. It was 5am. She tried to wiggle free, but Sebastian's arm just tightened. She laughed and said, "It's time for yoga. Come on, sleepy." A groan and sigh left his throat. He popped open an eye and stated, "Princess, first of all, the reason I kept doing yoga is laying next to me in bed. Second, I think we can sleep in and count last night as our yoga session, or if you really want, we can have another session later today.", he ended the comment with a smirk and a laugh to himself. Y/N sighed and felt too comfortable and warm to continue to push, so she snuggled in and fell right back to sleep.

Once she did wake up again, it was around 10am. She threw on Sebastian's shirt, not caring what it said about her and their evening activities or the fact that she didn't put on pants. She walked downstairs, hoping the kitchen would be empty as it was closer to lunch now than breakfast. She turned the corner and was greeted by two shit-eating grins from Tom and Chris. She immediately blushed under their gaze of knowing eyes. They had coffee cups and plates of crumbs in front of them. Finally, Y/N whispered, "Good morning," trying to hide a smile but unable to keep it at bay as she passed them and started pouring herself a cup.

"Good morning, sunflower - how did you sleep? You sounded..." Tom paused, trying to think of a word, but Chris was right to finish the sentence.

"You sounded active." Chris finished with a wink.

"I slept very well, thank you," Y/N replied back, trying to not saying anything incriminating. Then Sebastian came down the stairs. He was shirtless and had quite the pep in his step.

"Morning, boys! Hope we didn't keep you up last night." Sebastian said....calmly while getting coffee.

"You did..."Tom said, not upset at all, but Y/N was rushing to apologize before he could finish.

"I am so sorry. We didn't mean to. Oh my god, I just...I am so so sorry, you guys.", she blurted. Tom walked over to her. Y/N was looking down at her coffee cup, unable to look any of them in the eye just yet. Tom pulled her chin up so her eyes would meet his and said, "Don't be sunflower. Those were some of the prettiest sounds I have ever heard, and I can't wait for you to make them for me." Tom licked his lips and moved in slowly with one thing on his mind. He connected his lips to hers in a searing hot kiss. It was a quick, chaste kiss. It was slow and needy. Tom slid his hand around her waist, making her stand, pushing the other hand into her hair. Her arms, seemingly on their own, moved and wrapped around his shoulders. She moaned quietly into his mouth, and he released her. Taking that as his prize and walking out of the kitchen. Y/N was left standing there out of breath and dazed. She had just kissed him in front of the other two men. She didn't dare look either in the eye. She simply grabbed her coffee and walked right back upstairs.

The rest of the day had been uneventful. Mainly cause Y/N had stayed in her room most of it. She was scared or hiding by any means. She just needed the alone time needed to process and think and be by herself.

The following day things felt slightly back to normal. The sun was shining, and she was waking up in her own bed. She got dressed and headed outside for yoga. Sebastian wasn't too far behind, walking out just a few moments later. They did the whole routine and walked inside for breakfast like always. Y/N wanted a taste of home, so she made her grandma's biscuits and gravy recipe. Both were halfway done when Chris and Tom came down. Y/N had put on music and was half-ass-idly dancing around the kitchen. Tom and Sebastian were outside enjoying the weather. Still, Chris was watching her move around the kitchen like he was watching a precision painter.

The timer dinged, and breakfast was ready. They ate at the table, enjoying the comfortable feeling and conversation. Sebastian and Tom ran off quickly, realizing they had some press to do over Zoom. They would be in the back corner room turned to the makeshift corporate office to look professional and put together. Y/N got up and started clearing the dishes and wiping down the kitchen. She was humming to herself and swaying her hip slightly. She had gotten lost in her own world, and Chris wanted to be right there with her. She was still in her yoga pants and sports bra. she had pulled her hair down, though, messy curls from a day before and no makeup. Chris had worked out this morning, so he was still in his grey sweats that hung low on his hips and an old tee. He wanted to touch her to kiss her to make her repeat those sounds he had heard. Then he got an idea. He waited a few more minutes, making sure to listen to the door of the room Tom and Sebastian would be in close, then he made his move. He found the playlist he wanted and pressed play, keeping it just loud enough to hear if you were next to it. He walked up and set the phone down on the counter next to Y/N. She was rinsing dishes in the sink. Chris grabbed her hips and pulled Y/N close, then started swaying. The whole playlist was songs that were sultry and seductive. Y/N started swaying to the music on her own, and Chris's hand flexed. One stayed on her hip. The other moved upward to move her hair off of her neck. He supported the other side of her neck and kissed right below her ear. Y/N inhaled at the sensation, and goosebumps broke out over her skin. She was practically grinding against Chris now and could feel his cock harden against her. She was growing wet and wanted friction. Chris was in awe. She was fantastic, swaying in front of him, grinding against him, throwing her head back, letting her body move to the music. He wanted her so badly. He was going to turn her around, but she beat him to it- immediately connecting her lips to his. The kiss was messy, hot, and full of lust. Tounges were chasing after each other wanting more. Y/N moved her hands up under Chris's shirt, starting to take it off of him. He got the hint and pulled it off. Y/N moved on to the next article of clothing, his sweats. She shoved her hand inside and palmed him over his underwear. He was long and rock hard. Chris cursed under his breath at her touch, hissing, "Darling, you are phenomenal." Y/N smiled mischievously and pulled his pants and boxers down. Letting his cock spring free. There was a bead of precum dripping down him, and Y/N was dying to taste it. She sank to her knees and sucked him in. He braced against the counter with one hand, the other going into Y/N hair and pulling it slightly. She going further and further each time, gagging but eagerly taking more. Chris was cursing and under his breath. When he suddenly pulled her away from him.

"Stop, darling. You have to stop, or I'm gonna cum.", he said out of breath.

Y/N playfully pouted and retorted, "I thought that was the goal." Chris smiled with a huff, "It is, but I want to be inside you." That sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. He saw the shiver and said, "Now come here. It's my turn." He caressed her cheek and pulled her to him and into a deep kiss. He palmed both of her breasts. Her nipples were barely poking through the thick sports bra. He pulled it off of her, only breaking the kiss to do so. Then without any warning or help on her part, Chris lifted Y/N up on the kitchen counter. And started pulling off her yoga pants. He threw them across the kitchen and starred at Y/N. She was the most erotic thing he had ever seen completely naked except for panties sitting on the counter dripping wet for him. His cock twitched at sight. He wanted so badly to be in Y/N but wanted to taste her first. He peppered her neck and collar bone with kisses. His hands roaming up and down her sides, never touching her where she wanted it most. He moved his mouth over one nipple and started sucking and nipping. Y/N threw her head back and adjusted on the counter, trying to get closer to get friction, but nothing was there. After he had spent time with that side, he moved over the other and sucked on her until each nipple was swollen and red. He pushed her to lay all the way back and kissed down her stomach to her hips then to her inner thighs. He breathed on her core, and her hips twitched while she begged, " Please, please, I need you. I need something, please, Chris." He ran a finger up her fold and was immediately coated in her juices. She begged again this time. Chris responded with, "Oh darling, I love the sound of you begging. Is this what you want?" and thrust a finger inside her. She cried out in pleasure, and Chris started pumping a finger in and out of her. After a moment, he could feel her clench around him needing more. So he gave it to her. He latched on to her clit with his mouth, and Y/N lost all thought. All she cared about was Chris's mouth sucking and licking at her clit while his finger fucked her tight pussy. She could feel the knot in her stomach tighten, and before she knew it, she flew over the wall and came hard. "That's it, darling, let me taste all of you.", Chris cooed to her. He was throbbing hard and was ready to feel her around him. He pulled her up and kissed her long and deep. "Brace yourself against the counter, darling.", Chris whispered in her ear. She did so and was immediately pulled to the edge of the counter. "Ready?" he asked. But before she could answer, he slammed inside of her. She saw stars with how deep in her he was. She was positive he had gone deeper than anyone had ever gone. She could feel the knot against, and Chris knew it cause he could feel her squeezing him. Begging his cock to release its load into her. He wasn't going to last much longer. She came and let out a string of moans, and he continued to fuck her through her climax. The sounds of them mixed with her moans were the last straw Chris came, exploding cum inside her. They just stood there for a moment, Chris taking her weight as she wrapped her arms around him. "We should clean up." Y/N finally breathed, still slightly out of breath. Chris agreed, but instead of putting her down, he kept her there and started to walk upstairs.

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A Few Weeks pt 9

I lied you guys, well I was telling the truth at the time but as I started writing the ending I realized I had a little more planned than I originally thought. I wanted to do right by the characters and not give you guys just a quick ending. SO, with that being said I am so sorry. I know only have one part left and it will be posted next Saturday the 31st. Thank you again for all the support for this series. 

Word Count:1797

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 

Y/N was sitting in her room, scared to open the letters. But she knew she had to see what they said. Finally, she felt safer in her room, curled in a ball in the corner of her window seat. She grabbed Chris's first took a deep breathe and read: 

Y/N, 

I never meant to make you feel like I was saying you would blindly follow me. What I said was so far off from what I meant. When I said those things about movies and shows - I meant I didn't want to watch without you. You are absolutely incredible. I know I messed up by saying those things. I wanted to think you felt the same way about me that I feel about you. Princess, you are one in a million. Don't know when you leave but I leave in 3 days. I know I messed up, and I want to give you space, but I would like the opportunity to talk this through. 

-Chris

Y/N let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. He had been wrong to say that, and she knew he realized how it had come across, but if she was brutally honest with herself, she didn't feel that way about him. She loved watching movies and catching up on shows, but Chris had felt something special at that moment, and she hadn't. It had been fun, and she cared about him deeply but not in the way Chris did. She knew she would have to talk to him, but she needed to read the other letters first. The next one she grabbed was Sebastian's. 

Hi Darling, 

I wish I could take it back. I know what I said was awful. I guess I'm not as smooth as I would like to like and made a pretty big ass of myself. But, please know what I meant by that was I care for you, and I am honored that you let me spend time with you. I want so badly to run to you and tell you how wrong I was but, I know you have a lot to sort through and do, and I don't want to make the situation worse. 

Sebastian

Y/N huffed to herself in disbelief. How was it that she had these three men falling for her when she normally couldn't keep one date to stick around? But like with Chris's letter, she knew deep down that Sebastian wasn't it for her. He had become her best friend. He had made her laugh and feel safe. She wanted the relationship fixed so she could have her friend back. 

Y/N started to feel guilty as she thought through everything. Doubt started racing through her mind. Had she led them on? They had never talked about the situation. Should they have? She had thought they needed to since they were them and she was a nobody. Not to put herself down by any means, but Chris had dated women like Jessica Biel and Lily James. Tom had dated Taylor Swift and Elizabeth Olsen. She certainly had set herself up to expect anything to come of all of this, and she felt absolutely terrible about it. She had one more letter left, though, and she knew it would hurt the most. Tom's. 

Sunflower, 

I am sorry. Please allow me to say this to you in person. 

Tom 

Not sure how to process this last letter and being exhausted from the day Y/N placed the letters on the nightstand, let go of the tears, and crawled into bed. 

The following day Y/N had come to realize three things. First, she didn't want to leave on bad terms with any of the men. Secondly, she had to be honest in telling Chris and Sebastian how she felt even if it didn't match how they felt and apologize for miscommunicating what it was. And finally, that Tom was right, her head and heart did belong to him or at least was beginning to, but she couldn't hand over the rest now that the damage was done. 

She walked to Chris's room. First, he opened the door and looked hopefully as he started what was undoubtedly a long speech about being sorry and upset. But Y/N interrupted him as she walked over and sat on the bed. 

"I think I should speak first. I am sorry for all of this. I never expected any of this to involve feelings. I do care for you, but not in the same way. And I feel terrible about it. You don't need to apologize any more than you did in the letter. Thank you for it, and I appreciate it and you.", she finished. Chris was standing when Y/N started speaking but sat on the edge of the bed next to her by the end. He looked at her and saw the sincerity and realized he couldn't be mad with her answer. He lifted her chin gently and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, whispering, "You really are something else." Y/N felt relief rush through her, and she collapsed into his shoulder, giving him a hug. They stayed like that for several moments, enjoying the feeling of being next to each other and being okay. Y/N was the first one to start pulling away, admitting, "I need to go talk with Stan." Chris gave her a wink and smile, "Good luck." 

Y/N Stood outside Sebastian's room, nervous and unsure. She just wanted, above all else, her friend back. Before she could knock, the door opened. Sebastian was leaning against the door jam with a smirk, "I could see the shadow of your feet. Figured I'd help you out by just opening it." Y/N tried to start speaking, but Sebastian interrupted, "And listen, I am really sorry about what I said. None of us ever talked about what this would be or mean. I love you, but as my best friend and as much as I want that feeling in a relationship you had shared, it wasn't what you wanted. I'm sorry I never wanted to make you feel like that." Y/N burst into tears again with happiness and relief. Sebastian pulled her into him and rubbed her back, a little worried had had said the wrong thing, but when a squeaky ditto came out of her, he relaxed completely. They eventually just sat on the floor, and she just started talking. She told him what she had said with Chris and about the damage that had been done by Tom and what she had come to realize and when he asked the million-dollar question of what she was going to do. He saw the strong, amazing woman he loved square her shoulder and say, "I watched my parents in a terrible marriage. They loved each other, but they hurt each other more. I know he is sorry, but I don't know that I can forget that." Sebastian looked at her and softly said, "Darling, no relationship is going to be without hurt or mistakes. No one is perfect. It is about how that person handles themselves in the aftermath that you should judge off of." Y/N listened and heard and knew he was probably right, but everything was too fresh right now to think about things like that. They changed the subject, and Sebastian did his best to get her mind off of the future conversation with Tom. Y/N purposely was saying it for later in the day, making sure that she could just be left alone for e the rest of the day. 

She knocked on Tom's door and a muffled "come in" came from the other side. She walked in and found Tom sitting in a chair with a book in his hands. His eyes were red, and although he tried to hide it, he had been crying. Y/N stood just inside the door fight the urge to go to him because she knew she had been at least a little bit at fault for those tears. "I didn't think you were going to come to talk to me," Tom admitted. 

"If I am honest, it took more courage than I thought I had." 

"Sunflower, I'm so sorry." Y/N couldn't help but flinch at the use of her nickname. Something so special would now be something that hurt when she looked at it. Tom noticed the flinch and immediately went to her but stopped just short when Y/N put her hand out. 

"I need to say this, and if you come over here, I don't know that I will be able to get through it. I cared about you, and whether I knew it or not at the time, my feelings were involved when it came to you. But that made what you said and thought hurt even more. Maybe there could've been something here beyond these few weeks but not now." What Y/N didn't say was she was scared. The more she thought about it, the more she realized how real her feelings were for Tom and said all of that out loud hurt. "I am so sorry. I can't do this. I'm sorry," she muttered one last time and all but ran to her room, trying to hold back tears. 

Tom sank to the floor, unsure how he had messed up so badly and not knowing how to show her he cared about her more than she could imagine. A knock at the door startled Tom. It was Sebastian. He walked over to Tom and helped him up off the floor, "Do you love her?" 

"Yea, I do." 

"Then just give her some time and space. She wasn't expecting any of this. You're a good man Tom", he said with a pat on the back as he walked out of the room. 

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Y/N had left the following day. She gave hugs to Chris and Sebastian and could barely make eye contact with Tom, and cried in the car to the airport. Finally, she had arrived home and had gone into autopilot for a week or two. Sophie had come to check on her plenty, and eventually, she started to move past it. She texted with Sebastian almost every day and occasionally spoke with Chris. 

Zoom meetings had started back up with hopes of getting filming back on schedule, and the first one was starting in 5 minutes. Y/N was excited to see her co-workers and get started with her life again. That was until Tom's face appeared in the zoom meeting. It was supposed to be just crew, she thought to herself, what could he possibly be doing here. She knew she would have to face him at some point, but she wasn't prepared for that day to be today. 

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Yes Sir Pt 4

Hey all! We took a hiatus yesterday but are back today. Here is part 4. Do as told part 2 will be up by Sunday and we will have finished this series by then as well. Hope everyone is having a great week! I have request in my inbox that I would like to have out by Tuesday. 

As always no post this as your own! Loving reading comments so feel free to interact down below. 

Word Count 826

Warnings: None 

Thursday 10/7

Y/N stood there confused, turned on, and pissed off. Yes had said yes to understanding to hopefully pull the anger out of Loki. She had lied. The truth was she didn't understand, and she wasn't going to stop saying, sir and ma'am. She was committed now and would have to keep it up until she could slowly work it out of her supposed everyday vocabulary. She was way more turned on than she had cared to admit. She had never really done anything adventurous in the sex department. She had been sexually active for a while, but she never really got super turned on. She liked the guys she dated well enough, but they were a means to an end. She was turned on now, though. Instead of continuing on her original path to the library, she headed toward her room. She had to get herself off, and the sooner, the better. 

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 The following day was easy. In fact, it was great. She was working with Natasha and Wanda all-day training and learning about upcoming missions. By the time they were done, the sun had set, and everyone had gone to bed. Y/N was exhausted. She could hardly keep her eyes open. Her muscles ached, and her head spun with information. She opened the door to her room and found Loki standing there. He seemed out of place. He was dressed in pajamas and seemed more tense than usual.

"Why are you here, Loki?" 

"I um.. well..." He started, plastering his showman smile on his face, "I wanted to apologize. I, um, shouldn't have grabbed like I did last night. I had no right to." 

Y/N was skeptical Loki was never sweet or kind without reason. 

"Thank you. - Did you look through my stuff? You aren't gonna find anything in here." Y/N stated, trying to mentally catalog everything she had brought with her to try and see if that statement was true. Loki's smile softened, and for a moment, relief flashed behind his eyes, but it was long gone before Y/N could see or register it. You see, while Y/N had been training all day, Loki had been thinking and ironically talking to Steve of all people. 

Loki had been sitting in a conference room watching the gym's security cameras, admiring Y/N skill with a knife when Steve walked up. "You know she's not from the south, right?" "I am a wear captain. Was there anything else you would like to point out?", Loki said sarcasm dripping off his tongue. Steve let out a huff of a laugh and pulled out the seat next to Loki. "Yea, there is. In case you missed it, she has no clue how you feel about her, unlike everyone else on the team. So you can't blame her for assuming your motives were to embarrass her. Try talking to the poor girl, then do all the weird shit you want." Loki didn't say anything. He gave a nod of his head in acknowledgment and continued watching the screen. As the silence stretched on, Loki thought about what Steve had said. He had told Y/N why he wanted to hear her call him sir. He assumed she understood the game they were playing. He would have to tell her and let her make the call from there. 

"No, Y/N, I didn't." Loki wanted to stay, but he could tell Y/N was dead on her feet. On the flip side, Y/N wanted nothing more than to get to know the man she was standing across from, but he seemed to want to leave. "I um..." Y/N started at the same time Loki blurted, "You looked great training today... I um mean you are very skilled with a knife." 

Y/N blushed slightly at the compliment that he had obviously meant to play off more. "Thank you I um learned out of necessity, I guess you could say," Y/N said, falling onto the bed. She was so tired, and her feet were killing her. She slowly sat up and started to take her shoes off. "Y/N, I wanted you to know the reason behind my idea for this deal." 

Y/N didn't care at this point, "You did it cause I am the newbie, and you are supposed to haze newbies and make fun of them." 

Loki felt his heart sink. That wasn't it all, and it made the way she was reacting to everything so much clearer. "No pet," he said in a soft tone. "It is because I want you to be mine." Y/N was almost entirely asleep. She could hear Loki speaking and understood what he said, but she couldn't find the energy to continue talking. Loki assumed Y/N had fallen asleep. He started walking towards the door. Before he shut the door behind him, he said quietly, "Sleep well, pet." He had almost entirely shut the door when he heard a barely audible whisper say, 

"Yes, sir." 

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Do As Told pt 2

Hey friends! Here is part 2 to Do As Told. I think I might keep going with this one it is really challenging me creatively and I am all for that. 

I should say that everything in this part is just smut that is it. 

Word count 1203 

Summary: After an argument between Loki and Thor about world domination and ruling humans. Loki decides to test the theory on you. 

Y/N froze. She wasn't sure she was truly ready. The library had been world shatteringly good but here in the privacy of Loki's bedroom was far different. The ideas that started flooding her mind made a shiver race down her spine. She looked around the room. It was simple, mostly all black with pops of green. His bed was massive, covered in fluffy pillows and blankets. It looked comforting and warm, but the frame that held it was cold and heavy in the room. It was metal and created the feeling of a cage with all four posts going up and connecting in a square at the top. Y/N felt Loki's hand squeeze her side, and she realized she hadn't answered him. She wasn't sure she could find her words, so she just slowly nodded. Again, she wasn't sure she was ready, but she knew she wanted to find out.

She was pulled deep into Loki's chest with a searing hot kiss. His hands slid up from around her waist to her hair, giving it a yank making Y/N moan into Loki's mouth. Loki plunged his tongue into her mouth, stroking and pressing in more. He dominated the kissing, making Y/N's legs go numb, and the world around her disappear. Everything about him was commanding, the way he held her head, his lips moved against her, and the way his body loomed over Y/N. Loki started walking her back through the room till her knees hit the edge of the bed. She thought he would push her down onto it but instead turned and pulled her down, laying on top of him. She could feel his hard cock against her hip, and it made her grow wet with the idea. She broke the kiss for air and came up with a delicious idea. She sank to her knees and folded her hands in her lap, then looked up at Loki and asked, "May I please suck you, sir?" She wasn't sure who she had suddenly become to be so bold, but she knew that she had never felt more like herself. Loki sat up and looked down at his toy. She seemed so sweet, waiting for him to say yes. She obviously figured he would cause most men wouldn't turn it down, but Loki wasn't most men. Y/N got very nervous as Loki's smile grew devious. "No pet, you may not. Stand for me."

Y/N stood up right where she was, trying to hide confusion and disappointment in her face. Loki wanted to see all of her before anything else. He was dying to know if her nipples were the same soft pink as her lips. If her curves were just as smooth as they looked in her gown. He could tell Y/N was getting nervous under his scrutiny with the way she was starting to squirm, but he didn't care. He enjoyed it, actually. Making her wait, watching her get flustered only turned him on more. Finally, when he was ready, he instructed, "Strip little one."  He then sat back and continued watching her. Y/N was nervous. She wasn't sure what to do. Taking off her clothes had only ever been a functional act. She slowly undid the laces at her side and let outer layers fall. Then she took the clip out of the fabric at her shoulder and let the whole dress fall to the floor. She was now down to just her panties. Her breasts were small enough that she usually didn't wear anything there. Loki nearly came on the spot. The sight of Y/N's creamy skin in nothing but her panties and her hair falling around her made her look so innocent and pure. He couldn't wait to change that. He stood and walked to her. He lifted his hand to her chin and tilted it to the side, exposing her neck to him. He slowly leaned in and kissed it softly, pulling a soft gasp from Y/N lips. He then scrapped the same spot with his teeth and finally bit down and started sucking. He was going to leave marks all over her. She was delicious, and he wanted everyone to know that. Y/N didn't dare move, although she wanted to. She wanted to stick her finger into Loki's hair and pull him into her further. He was driving her crazy. Assaulting her with kissing all around her. Licking, nipping, and sucking, marking her to anyone who would see her. She could feel her panties getting wetter and starting to make her thigh sticky. She tried to squeeze her thighs softly just a little to gain release, but Loki noticed immediately. He stopped what he was doing, pulled away, and growled, "Did I say you go do anything other than just stand here." Y/N shook her head, not sure what would happen. Loki's face was hard and untelling of any emotion. "Kneel pet." And Y/N immediately dropped to her knees again, not wanting to upset him. Loki undid his pants, "You wanted to be a dirty girl so badly fine. You can stay right there and let me fuck that soft little mouth of yours." Y/N was not about to admit that that was exactly what she wanted. She was dying to have him in her in any capacity possible. She opened her mouth as Loki came close but was smart enough not to lean towards him. He stuck his thumb in her mouth and pulled out her tongue, then set his heavy cock on it. "Is this what you wanted, dirty girl? My cock in your mouth?" Y/N slowly nodded but, aside from that, did nothing. She wanted to wrap her lips around him, but she didn't. Loki fisted his hand into her hair and shoved his cock down her throat. Y/N gagged around it, and her eyes started to water, but she loved the sensation. Loki was relentless. He was truly fucking her face. Pistoning his cock in and out of her throat and mouth, taking her how he would if it were her very wet center. Some precum leaked from his tip, and Y/N nearly came at the feeling of his salty seed sliding down her throat. Loki's rhythm stuttered, and with a few extra hard pumps, he cam down her throat. He was mesmerizingly handsome as he did so. The veins in his arms were bulging, and the hand that wasn't holding Y/N's head was now holding himself as he slowly pulled out.

"Stand up for me, darling," he whispered surprisingly soft. Y/N stood, and Loki pulled his hand from her hair and wiped the tear that had run down her cheeks. "You did so wonderfully for my pet. Are you okay?" Y/N was confused at his sudden change in demeanor. Loki obviously noticed and let the edge of his lips quirk up. "I need to know you are still okay with this before we continue." Y/N still didn't understand the shift, but she nodded. "No, right now, I need you to use your words." Y/N swallowed and shakily said, "Yes, I am okay to continue." "Good, now lay down on the bed. I am going to take care of my good girl."

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[fictitiousfoodie]

Yes Sir Pt 3

Summary: You make a deal with the devil or, in this case, the God of Mischief, and it's time to start paying the price. 

Word Count 950 

Warnings: None 

Tuesday 10/5

Loki's blood was boiling. Y/N was his and his alone. He would not let another thing be stolen by this idiotic brother. How dare she call him sir and do so while wearing that fucking outfit. He could see every curve of her breast and ass. And if he had noticed it, everyone else definitely had to. He wasn't really listening but made himself focus when Sam walked up and asked, "Anyone want anything before I sit down?" Loki gave a curt nod of his head while everyone asked for bottles of water for Gatorade. Sam returned and gave everyone their respective bottles. Loki was even more confused by everything happening when Y/N's response to Sam handing one to her was, "Thank you, sir. I appreciate." She had even put what sounded like a slight southern twang on it. Loki was lost in his own thoughts as to why she was doing that. Was she also attracted to them? She couldn't have misunderstood what the bargain was. But he was also very sure she wasn't from the south. She didn't belong to them. She belonged to him. He knew that she would look stunning riding him or taking his cock. He had started to get hard at the thought so quickly stopped thinking about it. He had completely ignored the conversation, so he decided to try and focus on that.  

Eventually, after everyone's conversations died down and the day dragged on, people started to go their separate ways. Thor went to the gym, not surprisingly. Wanda went ... somewhere, honestly, Nobody really tried to follow where anymore and Sam went to find Steve.  Y/N lingered for just a moment. She didn't want to go back to her room but didn't want to be alone with Loki. She was also still trying to employ the ignore and avoid tactic, which would be hard to do if he was the only one in the room. So she waited to see if Loki made any notion of moving. When he didn't, she jumped up and turned to walk in the direction of what was essentially the library, still not wanting to be stuck in her room all day.  It was just a spare office, but Pepper had done an excellent job of making it feel less like an office and more like a library. She had lined it completely in bookshelves and had added plush chairs and sofas with warm lighting. 

Y/N had just rounded the corner to the hallway when a hand on her wrist stopped her. It pulled her backward, and in a blink, it had captured her other wrist and pinned them above her head against the wall. The hand was attached to Loki. He pressed into her. Sliding his leg in between her thighs and keeping his face only inches away. 

"Loki?! The fuck?! Let me go!" 

"Oh, no pet. We need to have a little conversation." Loki sneered. 

"Jesus, about what? And stop calling me pet. I'm not a fucking dog." 

"Why were you calling Thor and Sam "sir" ?" 

Y/N blinked in surprise. She didn't know what she had been expecting Loki to say, but it wasn't that. Then, quickly wiping the shock from her face, "What do you mean? I use sir and ma'am all the time. It is a respectful thing. And a southern thing." 

Loki raised his eyebrows, "I am sorry, what was that?" Y/N realized she had left it out and restated, "It is a respect and southern thing ...sir". She couldn't help but feel her core squeeze just a little at having to call Loki sir. Fuck! She didn't want to like it, but he was so damned handsome. He was the boy next door like Steve or Thor. He was the dark mystery man in the corner that everyone steered clear of. He exuded confidence and power and jesus if that didn't turn her on. He was much stronger than she had thought he would be as well. Between calling him sir and the way she was pinned right now, she knew she would be dreaming about this for days. It also didn't go unnoticed how Loki's jaw tightened when she used it. Maybe she was going about this week all wrong, but she didn't get time to think about it. Loki was back at it with his questions. 

"Better pet." 

"I am not your fucking pet." 

"Why did you call them that?" 

"I told you...sir." And this time, when Y/N said sir, she allowed herself to put just a little bit of coyness and mischief behind it. She watched Loki's eyes dance over her face trying to read her and figure her out. 

"You are a smart little girl. Do not play games with me. You are not calling anyone else, sir but me. Understand?" 

Thoroughly pissed off now because she had made a deal to call him sir, not to call him and only him sir. But also very curious as to why it bugged him so much, Y/N leaned forward and whispered, "Yes. Sir." Deciding it was easier to agree right now and process everything else later. Loki didn't miss the squeeze of her thighs as she did so, but he wasn't going to mark her just yet. She was his, to be sure, but he wanted her underneath him begging to be his. So he did the only thing he could. He pushed away from her and walked to his room. Y/N let her hands fall to her side and took a deep breath. This week was probably going to kill her if the wetness between her thighs was any indication. 

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