Summary: What happens when you let a stranger take you home?
Warning: unprotected sex, sex between strangers, degradation, branding, hand around neck (not choking),
A/n: This is my final post for my 1k celebration! This has been so, so fun!
The music is blaring in your ears.
The lights are blinding you.
The alcohol is clouding your judgement.
The hands around your waist have you falling… Falling hard.
“Come home with me,” The stranger mutters, nipping at your ear. He’d been eyeing you from across the room all night, sending you drinks, before finally coming up and dancing with you.
His jet black hair matches his suit perfectly, drawing your attention even more. You can feel his cock hardening against your ass, thanks to your dress. It’s been a while since you’ve gone home with a stranger, but the way he’s holding you has you wondering why you’re not already on the way to his house.
You moan quietly as he presses a kiss to your neck, your eyes fluttering closed. “Hmm… How do I know it’s going to be worth my time?” You tease, turning around before he can answer.
The stranger smirks, eyeing you up and down. He almost looks offended, until you realize he’s quite intrigued. “Because,” He starts, his hands trailing down to your ass. “I’ve been watching you all night, studying you. Figuring out what you like, what you don’t like,” He mutters, his finger lightly trailing up your spine.
When he reaches your neck, he wraps his hand around the back of it, pulling your face closer to his. Your stomach practically explodes with lust, your lips parting. “I know you like being tossed around like you weigh nothing. I know you like it when a man puts you in your place,” He says, which makes you scoff.
He’s full of shit.
If he knew anything about you, he’d know you hate when men tell you what to do. You’re an independent woman, you don’t need anyone to tell you what to do. He’s wasting your time.
“Bullsh—“
He tightens his grip on the back of your neck, a smile creeping across his face. “I’m gonna give you 5 minutes to say goodbye to your little friends. After that, you’re going to follow me to my car,” He orders, his voice dropping.
You gulp, your heart racing in your chest. His orders had your cunt clenching around nothing but air. You nod, wondering if he really was right. How did he know something about you that you didn’t even know?
The man turns his back to you, swiftly walking to the front of the club, standing by the door. You frantically search for your friends, not wanting to find out what would happen if you took longer than 5 minutes. You finally see your friend, racing over to her.
“I’m leaving,” You say, trying to catch your breath. You hope you don’t look as fucked out as you feel, but you know you probably do. Your friend looks you up and down, a smile on her face.
“Leaving to do what?” She asks, smirking.
“To have the best sex of my life,” You reply, turning around before she can say anything. You hear her laughing behind you, but you’re not focused on that right now. You’re focused on the way the man’s eyes are locked onto yours as you push through the crowd, beckoning you to come to him.
“Excuse me… Move… Coming through,” You mutter, elbowing your way through the crowd. When you finally reach the man, you look up at him, already feeling yourself submit. He stares down at you, glaring.
“Follow me,” He orders, opening the door. You hurriedly follow him, your short legs no match for his long ones. You follow him through the parking lot, stopping when he reaches his car. “Get in,” He says, opening his door.
You start to open the door, but your hand pulls back immediately. You can’t get in the car with this man. You don’t even know his name. What about all you’d learned about stranger danger?
“Wait, what’s your name?”
He chuckles darkly, shaking his head. “You’ll find out soon,”
—–
The whole time on the way to your house, the stranger is stroking your thigh, completely ignoring the way your legs were clenching. He hadn’t said a word to you, only sighing and clenching his jaw. Now that you’re in your apartment, he has you backed against the door, his hands roaming your body.
“Spread those legs for me,” He mutters, never pulling away from your lips. You do as he says, not wanting to get on his bad side. You feel his fingers working to pull your panties down your legs, stepping out of them when they’re around your ankles. He kisses you again, blocking your view of what he does with your panties.
“P-please, touch me,” You breathe out, desperate for attention. You need him, you don’t care about the consequences.
The man tuts, shaking his head. “You don’t tell me what to do. I tell you what to do,” He says, his hand grasping your shoulder. He pushes you down until your knees are touching your floor, eye-level at his crotch.
“Take me out,” He orders, motioning to the crotch of his pants. The hardwood floor is pressing against your knees, letting you know you’ll be sore tomorrow. You gulp, rubbing your hands over the growing bulge in his pants. You haven’t even seen his cock yet, but you just know it’s big.
If you’re gonna get ruined, might as well have fun with it, right?
You lean forward, staring up at him as your face moves closer. The man stares down at you, his chest heaving. You can tell he’s not used to waiting or not getting what he wants, and it spurs you on.
You stare at him while you stick your tongue out of your mouth, licking a stripe up his crotch, over his pants. The fabric leaves a bad taste in your mouth, but the way he reacts makes it worth it. The man chuckles darkly, his hands tangling in your hair.
He leans down so that his face is inches from yours, using your hair to pull your head back. “I tried to play nice, but you don’t like that, do you?” He asks, watching as you shake your head. Pure adrenaline is running through your body, your heart hammering in your chest.
“You wanna be treated like a little slut, don’t you? You love that you have no idea who I am,” He mutters, using his free hand to unzip his pants. You moan quietly as he tugs your hair, getting your attention.
“Answer me,” He orders.
You think over your response slowly and carefully, trying to piece together what kind of guy he is. Finally, you settle on a response. “Yes, sir,” You whisper, earning a groan from him.
He pulls his cock free, the sheer size of it sending a shiver down your back.
There’s no way you’re going to be able to handle this.
The man holds the base of his cock, tapping it on your lips, spreading his pre-cum on your lips. You close your eyes as you feel the head of his cock push through your lips, your mouth stretching around him. The stranger bottoms out, groaning as you open your throat for him.
He threads his fingers in your hair, throwing his head back, pushing his cock further down your throat. Your eyes are starting to water already, so you open your eyes, silently begging him to have mercy on you.
The man smiles down, chuckling deeply. He moves his hands from your hair to your throat, wrapping his hand around the bulge in your throat. He shakes his head, tutting. “Don’t act like you don’t love this… Taking a stranger’s cock down your throat. Knowing your throat will be sore for days but you won’t know who’s to blame,”
You whimper around his cock, staying still as he fucks your throat. Your eyes are burning with tears, but you’re determined to make the stranger proud.
The stranger grunts and moans until he’s close, quickly pulling out to avoid cumming down your throat.
He’s not done with you yet.
“Upstairs, now,” He orders, jerking his head to the stairway.
You scramble up to your feet, your knees weak with lust. The man follows your lead, landing a smack on your ass. You giggle quietly as you step into your messy bedroom, dark except for your nightstand lamp.
The man grabs your waist, backing up until his thighs hit the bed. He sits, pulling you close to him, you stumbling over his feet. You attach your lips to his, your fingers falling down to the buttons on his black shirt.
“Mm,” You moan, your fingers fumbling. You plop onto his lap, his thigh slitting between your legs. You grind your cunt on his thigh, your bare skin rubbing against the fabric.
The man chuckles against your lips, his fingers digging into the swell of your ass. “Can feel you soaking my leg through my pants; you that desperate?” He asks, pulling away from your lips slightly.
You whine, nodding your head. “Yes, need you so bad,” You whimper, gasping as he smacks your ass through your thin dress. You pull the shirt off of his shoulders, your fingers running over his porcelain skin. The stranger grabs your ass, digging and stretching, desperate for any kind of contact.
You rock your hips against his thigh, your bundle of nerves aching from the lack of pressure. You can feel your stomach tightening, your legs shaking around his. “Mm,” You moan, your jaw falling slack. You can feel yourself slipping, feel yourself going under.
Before you can feel that sweet release, the man is flipping you over, pinning you under him. His hips are grinding against yours, his bulge rubbing against your bare cunt. He’s panting against your neck, his fingers digging into your hips. You know you’ll have bruises on your skin, and the thought sends you over the edge, leaving you begging.
“P-please, fuck me. Need you so bad,” You mutter, your nails scratching at his back.
“Look at ya’, begging for some stranger to fuck you,” He groans, slipping his hand between your bodies. You hear the unzipping of his zipper, leaving your heart to pound in your chest.
You look down, watching as he pumps himself, holding the base of his cock. You can’t see as much as you’d like, thanks to the dim lighting in your room, but you can tell it’s big. Your legs instinctively spread, your back arching for him.
You’re aching for him, aching for a man you don’t even know. The stranger mouths at your neck, running his tongue over your veins, sucking and biting, claimingyou.
The man pushes forward, the head of his cock nudging its way through your soaked folds. Your body tenses up, ready for him, desperate. You moan and pant, your body opening up for him.
The stranger thrusts his hips into yours, his cock finally entering you. “Shit, love… So f’cking tight f’me,” He grunts, feeling your walls clamp around him. You whine as he works his way into you, going easy on you, knowing you’ve never had anything so fucking big.
His accent has thickened since the night started, and you’re not sure if it’s because of the alcohol or the way he’s fucking you into oblivion. You wrap your legs around his waist, claiming his as yours, pulling him deeper into you.
He rocks into you, pulling out and pushing back into you, his fingers gripping your body, whispering in your ear. “Don’t you feel like a whore? Giving your body up to random men in the club? I thought you were a good girl, huh?”
You nod, tears flooding out of your eyes from the intense pressure. “Yes, I-I am!” You shout, squealing as he quickly pulls out of you.
“On your fucking knees,” He mutters, on his knees behind you. You struggle to get up, too fucked out to think straight, so he helps you, using your hips to manipulate your body. Your stomach comes flush with the bed, your back arching.
He lands a hard smack to your ass, humming as he watches it jiggle. “Tell me you love it, tell me you love letting a stranger ruin you,” He orders, his fingers running over the swell of your ass. You suddenly feel a burning sensation, but it only heightens your pleasure.
Your mouth parts as he enters you again, his hand sliding around to the front of your body. He finds your clit, using two of his fingers to rub the nub, sending you over the edge.
You cum around his cock, clenching and spasming, all while the man fucks you, harder, deeper. He draws back, moving his hand to the back of your neck, digging his fingers into the flesh.
He holds your neck, not hard enough to hurt you, but hard enough to claim you. He fucks into you mercilessly, panting and moaning behind you. “I love it, I love it,” You sob, your emotions spilling out of you.
The stranger isn’t too far behind you, burying himself deep inside of you, his body stilling as he moans, emptying himself deep within your cunt. He collapses on top of you, his face buried in your neck, his cock still buried deep within you.
You attempt to catch your breath, your heart pounding in your ears, but your body slips under, too exhausted to catch up.
—–
You hear the sounds of birds chirping, scrunching your face as you pull the pillow over your face. You don’t know what time it is, but you know it’s too early to be up.
Especially after last night.
You whimper as you feel your cunt aching, sore from the abuse it suffered last night. Your whole body is sore, but your ass is particularly sore. It… Stings.
You pull the pillow away from your face, flopping your head to the side. You halfway expected the man to still be asleep, curled up next to you. But you knew better.
The bed is empty, no indent to be found. You know he probably left shortly after you fell asleep, but you tell yourself he slept over, sneaking out in the morning.
You never did catch his name.
You know you’ll never see him again, but you’d at least like to have a name to match his face. You roll over, swinging your legs off the edge of the bed. Your ass stings again, earning a groan out of you.
You slowly walk over to the mirror, your whole body aching. You’ve never felt this strange feeling before. It’s almost as if… You’d been branded.
You lift your shirt up, turning around to inspect your ass. Your fingers lightly run over the mark on your ass, your eyes widening as you see the letters.
When you checked your post box this morning, the last thing you expected to see was a gold envelope sealed with wax. Excitedly you brought it back into your apartment before you cautiously opened it, not allowing your excitement to tear it open. Holding the paper, you carefully read through the words.
Dearest y/n,
Jane and I have decided to fulfil our dream of opening a country club—
“When on earth did they wanna do that?” You questioned aloud.
and we ask that as one of our closest friends, you come to our opening where you’ll be able to sample all of our facilities free of charge.
We hope to see you there for our opening and a reunion.
Kindest regards, Thor and Jane.
Instantly your heart dropped at reading the words. If you were there, you only assumed Loki would be there too, well, if he wasn’t dead. You hadn’t seen or heard from him in almost two years after that morning and you were finally over him, he was the last person you wanted to see. Flipping the invite over, you saw specific details including the date and time as well as the address of the place you had to go to. As much as you didn’t want to see Loki, you couldn’t disappoint Jane or Thor plus it would be nice to see them again as well as run into a few old faces. You just hoped that Loki stayed out of sight.
Picking up your phone, you called Wanda to see if she had gotten an invite too and if she was going. Her answer was yes for both before you added Bucky to the call who said the same. At least they’d be there you thought feeling slightly more optimistic about the whole event. You later tried to make yourself some breakfast which was more of a brunch now as your mind drifted to the thought of Loki. How he intoxicated you, shrouded you with himself before he disappeared. You spent months, more months than you’d like to admit blaming yourself, wondering what you did wrong, wondering why Loki felt the need to leave you without so much as a goodbye. You hadn’t cried for Loki in a while but the thought of seeing him again quickly had you welling up.
The week and a half leading up to you going to the country club passed impossibly quickly. The anxiety you felt about the whole situation was almost crippling but the thought of seeing everyone again, save Loki, was comforting. You had missed them. That’s the problem with becoming an adult, friends are busier, you see them less. Since receiving the invitation, you had spoken to Jane on the phone and couldn’t bring yourself to ask whether Loki would be in attendance. She spoke about how excited she was to see everyone and also told you to pack a bag for what you assumed was an overnight stay considering how vague she was being. You decided to pack a few extra things just incase.
When the day finally came for you to leave, you brushed your hair in the mirror as you remembered that night with Loki.
Unlike your usual moments of intimacy together, tonight was different, he was different. The dinner you prepared for you both was quickly pushed aside as Loki sat you on the table before falling to his knees as he opened your legs. Your hands nestled into his hair as his tongue delved between your warm folds. The room was quickly full of the noise of you mumbling praises to Loki as he ate you out.
After you came, he barely gave you time to recover before he was carrying you to the bedroom, legs wrapped around his waist. Entering, he pushed you against the wall as his lips found yours. You could taste yourself against him as you kissed him passionately. Clothes were discarded as he helped you lift your dress. Already dripping, Loki had no problem entering you causing you both to release a breath as he delved inside. Your back began to burn from the friction of being thrusted up against the wall but any pain in this moment of pleasure was bliss. You both continued to kiss, Loki occasionally breaking the kiss to move his lips to your neck. He drove you both to the precipice before stilling, kissing you one last time before bringing you both to the bed.
Spent, you absentmindedly ran your fingers through Lokis hair and you knew. You looked at him and you knew. You hadn’t put any labels on anything yet, not officially but you knew you loved him. Always have.
“What?” He grinned suspiciously, looking up at you from where he was nuzzled into the crook of your neck.
“I love you.” You confessed with your own smile, ignoring the feeling of Loki stiffening slightly and not in the desired way.
“Goodnight my darling.” He replied after a moment, quickly kissing you on the lips before closing his eyes. You knew something was wrong, your intuition was never wrong but you ignored it, falling asleep next to Loki too only to find him gone in the morning.
Snapping out of the thought, you grabbed your small cabin sized bag before grabbing your car keys and leaving. Sighing once you were in the car, you prayed that this reunion would go quickly and hopefully Lokiless.
Loki looking at y/n knowing he was leaving in the morning this is hopefully gonna be one of them quick ones
Drinks, laughter and of course charitable donations were passed through the gala. The sound of a live orchestra could be heard over the noise of the talkative crowd. The event consisted of some of the most wealthiest people as well as the Avengers who were not also guests but doubled up as Tony’s security. For someone so rich, you often teased him about how cheap he could be considering the fact that none of you were getting paid to ensure everyone’s safety tonight. You assumed it just came with the territory. You spent most of the night with Bucky and Natasha, often exchanging glances with Loki who seemed to have been getting along with some of the guests. You cut your eye at him seeing him dancing with one of the other females as he held her. Despite the fact that she was probably 80 and that you and Loki weren’t together, you found yourself feeling exceedingly jealous at their close proximity. He was yours.
You danced the night away with your own flock of men in the hopes that Loki felt as covetous as you did but alas, he simply gave you a small, daring smile whenever your eyes met.
Thankfully Kyle wasn’t dead although he probably wished he was after the injuries he sustained and the prison he was going to be locked up into. You had a bath, drowning your emotions, finally feeling free after such a long time being tethered to such a horrible man. Loki tried his hardest to comfort you which you appreciated, you appreciated it greatly. The rest of the team kept their distance knowing that you didn’t want to talk about everything right now. You were grateful for their understanding. By the time it was bedtime, you shifted uncomfortably in your short nightdress thinking about all the events that lead you to this moment before your mind drifted into Loki.
You wondered if the real Loki had the same thoughts and emotions as the cloned version of him he had deployed to comfort you. Surely they did. Surely Loki knew what happened, Loki must have been speaking through the clone. Regardless, you had to know plus you couldn’t bare sleeping alone, not tonight. Standing from your bed, you made your way to Lokis room still in your nightdress considering that it was dark so no one would properly be able to see you anyways. Once you reached his door, you gently knocked it before hearing a “come in” from him. Seeing you, Loki sat slightly straighter, closing the book he had open in his hands. Your eyes ran over his exposed chest as he sat against the headboard, his bottom half shielded by his duvet.
“How can I help you y/n? Is there something you need?” He asked, beginning to stand from the bed.
“No.” You quickly assured “can I—can I.” You started, gesturing to his bed.
“Of course, be my guest.” He welcomed, pulling the covers back before you made your way to the bed, settling in under the warm duvet.
“Thank you.” You smiled.
“Y/n, I’m sorry.” He replied quietly “I should have—.” He continued before you put your finger to his lips.
“No.” You uttered “you’re not going to blame yourself. I won’t let Kyle make you doubt yourself Loki.”
“But—” he argued before you decided to press your lips to his, silencing him. You surprised even yourself with the action, almost gasping when Lokis hand found the back of your head as he deepened the kiss. His tongue ran over the bottom of your lip before slipping past your tongue. You began moving on top of him, Loki helping you before you were straddling him. Breaking the kiss, you caught your breath back before you realised you were sitting on top of Loki who’s hands were caressing your bare upper thighs. You looked down at the movement, seeing the tips of his fingers disappearing underneath your dress before reappearing again. Your eyes widened remembering that you didn’t in fact have any underwear on which Loki clearly noticed too. Seeing your expression change, Loki instantly stopped his movements, scolding himself for allowing you both to get this far. Clearly this was not what you wanted.
“I am terribly sorry.” He apologised, moving you off of him before your hands found his shoulders, steadying yourself.
“Stop.” You implored.
“Y/n?”
“I want you Loki. I’m finally admitting it. I want you.” You smiled.
As much as Loki had wanted to hear those words, he didn’t believe them, he couldn’t.
“Y/n stop.”
“Loki no listen, I—I love you.” You confessed.
“Oh y/n.” He murmured before kissing you again “I’ve always loved you.” He spoke against your lips. The kiss grew more heated as you began rolling your hips against his thighs, feeling him hardening beneath you. You had to feel him. His lips began to travel over your neck before they explored down your chest as Loki absentmindedly helped guide your movements over him. When he heard you moaning his name in his ear, he realised what was happening. Pausing your movements, he grinned at you as he reached his hand down between you both and began rubbing over your clit with his thumb causing your head to fall back as you writhed above him.
“Yesss Loki.” You moaned, so close to the edge.
“You’re so nice and wet for me.” He praised “want me to fuck you until you cum?” He cooed leaving you practically begging for him to take you. He freed himself, stroking the tip of his cock over your wet folds, lubricating himself before he plunged into you, holding you against him. You adjusted to his size quickly considering how wet you were after grinding over him. Your lips found his again before you began to move on top of him. Once again, Loki was guiding your movements as you rode him. The sound of his grunts and your panting as well as the sinful wet sounds you were both producing filled the room as well as the aroma of sex. Loki spoke against your ear telling you how much he loved you, how beautiful you were and how lucky he was to be inside of you. It was rare for his lips to not be on your body as he kissed either your lips or your neck as he took you both to utopia.
When you both finally came, you bit into Lokis shoulder trying to stifle your moan. You continued to sit on top of him with him buried into you as he kissed you softly for a while, simply appreciating you. Finally pulling out, he made his way to the bathroom to fetch something to clean you with before you stood up, making your way to the bathroom too where you suggested you shower together. Loki didn’t refuse. The night was a long one filled with passion and the declaration of love.
The end x
A/N: I COMPLETELY ABANDONED THIS WHY DID NO ONE SLAP ME thought I’d write one final bit to conclude, hope you all enjoyed!!
Summary: An armed plot calls the avengers together again, this time with the ineffective help of the god of mischief. Given the complexity of the case, SHIELD was forced to call a retired agent back to the field.
Warnings for this chapter: Curses, mentions of blood and guns, shooting.
His eyes were blue, as deep as the ocean itself. His skin was of a clean alabaster tone, unmarked, not a scar or blemish in sight. The black hair that hung down to brush his shoulders gleamed in the sunlight that shone behind him, as did the armor he wore.
His body was slim and he didn’t seem to be very strong, though judging from his posture and body language, he seemed to have an air of superiority, so he seemed threatening, but not necessarily strong.
“Do I know you?” he asked me, he seemed angry about something, “No, who are you?” he seemed very familiar, “Who else? You have the prince of Asgard before you, mortal” my silence made him rephrase, “Loki, god of mischief” oh, now I see why.
“Oh, cool, where can I find the others?” he widen his eyes, looking at me weirdly, “Four floors up, I’m coming there myself” I nodded, watching him coming in. I was absolutely right, he seemed like a bad person, however, not a bad man at heart.
“What?” I was staring and he noticed, shit! “Nothing, in your file you seemed with more muscle” he scoffed, “Did it looked blonde, in the picture?” I told him no, “Disappointed?” he leaned against the opposite wall, smirking, yet I knew he was hiding some insecurity.
“Not really” he seemed…surprised? But only for a moment. When the elevator’s bell chimed before the door opened, he shifted his body and vision straight into what it seemed to be a lounge.
The place was enormous, I had never seen a place that big, well, the stadium, but I mean like an apartment that huge.
“Ah, Reindeer Games, and…who are you girl? Thor will love this, Point Break! You brother finally has a girlfriend!” That was Tony Stark in all his nature, almost literally, he was just wearing a robe and he looked like he was just ran over.
“Brother!” A blonde buff man made himself present, holding a beer in his hand and a remote control in another, “Who’s this? A friend of yours?” Contrary to Stark’s tone, Thor seemed hopeful, not taking my presence as a way to mock the person beside me.
“Mister Odinson, I presume” the blonde nodded, a smile painted in his face, “Pleasure to meet you, may you be so kind to indicate where that son of a bitch, Fury, is at this moment?” I felt Loki’s stare, I turned to look at his amused expression before returning to the blonde prince, slightly annoyed for some reason.
“You should watch that mouth miss, what would your mother say?” His fucking one-eyed face appeared and I moved away from Loki. I sprinted and made myself very tiny, then grew again to hit Fury right under his chin, knocking him down to the floor.
“Speak Nicholas” I placed my heel right up in his chest, adding pressure so he wouldn’t dare to move, “Great punch, how about we gather everyone and then I’ll tell you everything?” Negotiating with me in that state would’ve been futile, but I was in no mood of a further drama, so with a sigh and a heavy groan I stepped away and allowed Tony to help Fury get up.
“How- how did you do that?” Thor rambled, dragging all his words, “I just can” my indifference felt cold in my mouth, he was just drunk and he really didn’t asked a prying question, “I really don’t know much about it, so like I said, I just can” his smile after I softened my tone made me feel better somehow.
I spent ten minutes waiting for the Avengers to gather in the room, along with Nick, the only sound echoing in the meeting room was my foot tapping the floor.
“Is it really necessary to have them all here? Can’t we just mail them the info?” I was growing out of patience, and fast.
“You will be on a team, you must include the team, you’re not going to do this alone Y/n” he paced.
“Why not? They’re gonna slow me down, and besides, you’ll be sending them to their deaths!” Slamming the table did no good, he was annoyed, he doesn’t bend the arm when he’s like that.
“They defeated Thanos” and yet he spoke as serenely as he could, I didn’t held back on what I thought, one of the reasons I was fired quit SHIELD.
“Who you think made the Black Order, dipshit? Those warriors that fought for Thanos that almost got Maximoff and The Vision killed?” I put emphasis on Vision. Those warriors were the very elite of killers, courtesy of that monster.
“And you think you have more chance to defeat him on your own?!” His booming voice made me flinch in my seat, he then pinched his nose in annoyance and walked towards me and held my hand, “I know you have a problem with heroes, but give them a chance, you’ll be free of your burden soon enough”.
That’s what I wanted, to finally get rid of all that weight that has been making me take the wrong choices, his death will be my ticket to an endless relaxation..at last.
But…
“If you knew as well as you say, you wouldn’t force me to work with them”.
I don’t work with “heroes”.
The next thirty minutes were mainly Captain America explaining why I was there to begin with, not because it was a big story or anything, but because they wouldn’t shut up! It was a disaster.
“Okay, ENOUGH!” My voice made them turn to look at me, the only not surprised for my outburst was Fury, I think he saw it comming.
“YOU DON’T GET IT! We’re dealing with a mastermind in genetics and neuroscience, this son of a bitch can bring people form the fucking dead! Doctor Jasper Rosario is a fucking genius, he makes everyone look like a retarded baby, so to speak. He’s dangerous, vicious, he doesn’t feel empathy, and won’t stop at anything to get what he wants” I was at the verge of tears, but I managed to control myself.
“Then what does he want exactly?” Natasha asked, her tone was soft and understanding, but serious at the same time, it was oddly comforting.
“That’s what scares me the most, he has no pattern, no signs of achieving anything specific, he’s random and unpredictable, there’s no way to catch up with him. When you least expect him, he already turn the game to his favor”
“And how do you know this much about this Dr. Rosario?” Tony asked suspiciously, “Because I was on a mission when Dr. Rosario kidnapped and killed my brother and father”.
A dead silence took over, they had looks of pity and understanding, but I didn’t need that, “I want his head, there’s no place safe in the universe if he breathes, so when the moment comes I want none of you to stand in my way, or else you’ll join him”.
It wasn’t a threat, but a warning, once I have him in my range, I have no idea what I’ll do to him, or to those around me, so it’s better that they stay away from me as possible.
“Mischief, I’ve been told that you can teleport” I could see his nervousness before he changed it for a cheeky grin, “I can, want me to show you?” I blinked and he was behind me, holding my hand in his, interlacing his fingers with mine as he finished the phrase.
“I think this abilities of yours could be very useful in this particular case, would you care to join?” He hummed, thinking, or at least pretending to.
“Why should I help you, little mortal?” I could handle mortal, but not little, his attitude was infuriating, “Because you owe me, I saved your life” time for him to make up for that incident.
He looked at me rather confused, so before he could ask I answered his doubt, “The shooter in the helicopter, he was about to shoot you, if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be here today” and also that caused my early retirement.
“You fool, I’m a god, I can’t be injured by your weapons–” I took out my gun and shot at his hand, making a pretty wound, “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT, YOU WHORE!” He yelled, having let out a cry of pain. When he more or less calmed down, he stared indignantly at all the blood dripping from the wound for a moment before I could answer him.
"To prove my point, you bleed, you’re as mortal as any of us. I saved your life, now it’s time to return the favor, or is it that you have no honor…your majesty?” His wound healed itself, leaving no mark, reluctantly he took my hand and squeezed it a couple times before bringing it to his lips, leaving a soft kiss on my knuckles.
“I will help you, but once he’s dead, we’re done” he looked down to my eyes, he was obviously angry, but his smirk was… distracting? I couldn’t read his emotions, so I just imitated his smirk, “Fair enough”.
LOKI
There was this, impulse, my eyes fell to her lips, I felt so compelled to close our distance and kiss her, not very sure why, but I wanted to…Needed to.
Summary: An armed plot calls the avengers together again, this time with the ineffective help of the god of mischief. Given the complexity of the case, SHIELD was forced to call a retired agent back to the field.
Warnings for this chapter: Curses, mentions of blood and guns.
*Ok so before everything, yes, all the avengers are alive, let’s just pretend that, ok? and yes it will be 2021 after Thanos and all that mess, enjoy (And yes, I am aware that those are not the cannon dates, but let’s go this way k? Trust me)*
Someone, anyone who heard it, would say “I’m sorry” or “My condolences”, that day nobody said shit, they just watched the crate of a boy of no less than thirteen years old go down into the dark hole to be covered by dirt.
No one cried for him, they couldn’t, my father didn’t like senseless emotions like pity or anger, that’s why he kept making me and my sister happy, “Happy as a clam” he used to say, all the fucking time. In the long run, it gets boring, emotions are something natural, something strictly linked to our most primitive instincts, the moment I opened my mouth to say something about it, it all started.
2012.
It was so weird.
That morning at 6:30, I stretched out and got out of bed to start the day, took a shower, chose a more or less simple outfit, ate an absolutely unhealthy breakfast, because I had leftover donuts from last night, and headed out.
My job was pretty simple, get behind the moldy desk, pretend to organize some documents and complete mission reports while I kept people away from hacking the system, along with three other agents. All tasks that required a steady hand to write, as Maria Hill called it the day I started to work.
Not that I didn’t enjoyed it, because I did, but my set of skills were enough to be a field agent, not some sort of paper-tidying doll with a cold, lifeless gaze, as most of the people who worked in the office had.
But that wasn’t the weird thing about that day.
To sum it up, Maria came to my desk and asked me to follow her to the roof, she looked very hurt and the smell of blood and sweat would attract attention, so I thought it would be better not to question her and follow her to the helicopter that was flying, more like hovering, over the roof.
“Get inside!” She screamed over the noise of the engines, I ran taking care of my head from the propellers and jumped into a seat, quickly fastening all possible seatbelts.
“What the hell is going on!” I caught her attention with the confused stare I shot at her.
“I’ll explain when we get there!” heard her through the headphones a man gave me and nodded in response. The city looked so pretty from up high, but you really didn’t had time to appreciate it, “Pretty weird seeing you without being glued to Fury’s leg, is he dead or something?” you yelled, earning a disapproval look from her and a soft giggle from the man next to you.
“He’s busy gathering the Avengers, we have a situation and I require stealth” Obviously I wasn’t going to fall for her lies, with a single arch of an eyebrow I made her spill the beans, “Barton was kidnapped” she confessed, “So replacement, I don’t feel at all offended” she sighed and handed you a classic yellow folder with the name ‘Loki’ written on it.
“Loki? Like the Norse god? Terrorists are so creative these days” settling the files on my lap I stared at the weapon, a scepter with a shiny rock, “No, he’s the actual god, a lunatic from outer space…literally” I gave her a confused look as I went through the little info they had about him, plus a few pictures.
“We’re holding him in a cell, but I have a hunch” she explained, “Too easy” she nodded and I knew, something was definitely up.
“This is everything on him so far, right?” I asked, there were a few side notes provided by his brother Thor, but weren’t really useful to loosen up the knot in my stomach.
‘Trickster god, now that’s reassuring. He looks like a well grown man, but if the reasons for this show are what appears here then there’re dealing with a brat that requires a good old fashioned beating’ I thought passing two fingers over my lips in a thoughtful way.
“What did you need me for again?” I questioned while handing her back the folder.
“I–” She was cut off by an explosion sound, it was deafening but thanks to the headphones it stopped midway. Part of the helicopter door to my left was destroyed and wide open.
In the sky, I saw SHIELD’s Helicarrier, along with several planes firing at the engines. Nothing came out of my mouth more than a gasp. “Y/N!” barely heard Maria scream my name. And then I saw the reason, part of my seat almost hung from the screws that held it to the helicopter, but I did not care that I was in danger of death, something in the distance caught my attention.
I was watching the man in the photos jump towards a transporter, his clothes appeared to be green adorned with gold. And he looked buff and tall. That much I could appreciate due to the distance. I noticed him how he stopped midway, a red dot appearing on his forehead.
“Motherfucker!” exclaimed a soldier next to me, aiming his gun at Loki, no second thoughts, I just unfastened my seatbelt and jumped on him, the shot bounced off the metal until it was lost in the air. When my eyes went back to the helicopter, the transporter’s gate was closed and it was taking off. My mouth fell agape.
What the fuck did I do?
“What were you thinking?! Agent Harper had Loki in his shooting range, and if not for your impertinence and insubordination he would not have escaped!” Fury yelled as he paced in his command center.
“There was something off with him, besides how dare you suppose that simple bullets would kill a god? you have to think about this more calmly” he turned around and scoffed, “We don’t have time to think about it, Loki has an army coming” images about a device started showing on the screens.
“Sir I—” he cut me off, “Y/n, for years you’ve been a remarkable agent, a loyal soldier, a good friend” he put his hand on my shoulder as he softened his tone in the end, “But you let yourself be pushed around by your own impulses, and that’s something I cannot have in war” I know exactly where he was going, “Were gonna have to let-“ before he could finish that sentence I shot him something that at least would put some extra money in my pocket, “I quit, and I demand due to years of service my right to retirement”.
The check-in agents took my chip away and handed me a box with some books and the cushion I had on my chair. It was a shitty situation, but this kind of incident had already happened in the past, despite my good performance, I did let myself go.
The idiot I had let go caused a literal war in the district I lived in, when I got to my apartment, the building was destroyed by a huge monster that crushed the roof and literally everything in front of me right after I opened the door.
But at that time? I didn’t give a fuck about it. I just turned around and let the actual agents deal with it.
BUT! Before I even realized it, it was April 2021, I was about to turn twenty-five years old in just ten days. “Agent Y/N Ora Rivers” but that motherfucker in the blue starred suit had to appear at my door, “No” I closed the door in the face of Captain America, because fuck it! “Miss Y/N, I really need to” his voice was like honey, but there was no way in hell I would go back, “NO! IT’S BEEN NINE FUCKING YEARS!!” I yelled against the door, “Miss Y/N! You’re needed back in SHIELD, there’s been a situation” I heard him try to sound convincing, “It’s about some issue with mutants, Fury told me you would know more about it”.
In that moment, that spark I had nine years ago, the adrenaline, the rage…It all came back.
“Move stipes, and radio everyone and tell them I’m in no mood for any bullshit” he tilted his cap out of curtsey and lead me to the jet just casually parked in the middle of my field, “Fucking great” I said getting in and taking one of the seats, one without a window.
“No window view?” he asked while sitting in front of me, my lack of response made him clear his throat and start with another option. “Steve Rogers, pleasure to meet you” I shook his hand, sadly I couldn’t be nicer to him, that couple of sentences regarding Fury and the whole thing happening, got me pretty on edge.
Cap never said a word after that, I think he thought I’d have to calm down before meeting with the team, I appreciated the gesture, but it wasn’t like he was very talkative per se, even after the plane dropped us off at the airport. He didn’t say much, other than ‘this way’ when he was about to make a wrong turn on the way out of the gate.
I felt very nervous about everything that was happening, on the one hand I was going to go back to work, but on the other hand, maybe my suspicions about who was causing an Avengers level threat could be right, that scared me.
Perhaps he noticed, because from one second to the next, the captain’s hand moved to my shoulder, his thumb lightly stroking the material of my shirt.
I smiled at him; he wasn’t going to get more than that.
“I have to fix a couple of things on the second floor, go straight to the last one, I’ll catch up with you in a bit” she pressed the button that said 'penthouse’ and got off at the second floor, just like he said.
I went up without any problem, I even thought that I had a decent meeting with my new companions and that stupid Fury, until the damn elevator door opened.
Anon request: Could you write for Loki with an s/o who tries out using for the first time after a long day of being overwhelmed? and Loki is there to look after them?
You ask I write!
If I step someone’s tail, I deeply sorry.
With all my love to you, my darling!
*My requests are open*
Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader
Summary: It’s easy to tell someone to breathe, but what if that’s not enough? Loki understands the feeling, that’s why he’ll be there for you, even in your lowest.
Warnings: Illicit drug use for medical purposes, overwhelming feelings, comfort.
Being the replacement for Pepper Pots as Tony’s secretary wasn’t easy, you had to follow Tony Stark wherever he went, or wherever he was called to go. That included being around lots of people for long periods of time, standing up and smiling, putting up with comments about either your boss or your body and your usefulness, the sluts who couldn’t keep their claws off your married boss, the assholes who swear that by attacking your self-esteem you will follow them to their luxury car and then never see them again.
You hated those events, they bring out the worst in you, and to top it off after all that fiasco you had to go back to the office to finish paperwork.
You felt it rising, an uncomfortably warm sensation in your chest that hugged your lungs tight; to try to ease it you breathe deeply a few times, but it still felt warm, your sore neck was giving you a hard time, the heels you were wearing were making your spine hurt a lot.
“Hey Y/n! How about you take the night? My wife can handle it from here!” you forced out a smile and nodded, loosing yourself in the crowd as you were looking for the exit.
Where was the exit again?
The music in the background was muffled, a loud high pitched ring made you cover your ears, but the noise came from the inside of you. Your stomach lurched from disorientation, yet you seemed calm, you were finally able to breathe when you got into your car and drove home.
You took off your heels and threw them to who knows where, sighing and growling, the bright light of the kitchen hurt your eyes, “Welcome darling, are you hungry?” your boyfriend appeared rose up from the couch, leaving his book aside to greet you, yet his face shifted when he looked at you, “My love, are you okay? You look pale” maybe you wanted to cry? no, that damned light! the awful party, you were just feeling too much. “I really just want to lay down baby, I just…I” your brain got a bit tied, as it couldn’t think of another thing than just getting into bed.
“Words my love, you can do it…may I?” Loki knew what kind of state you were in, so he would ask for your consent before touching you, even though every time you just nodded and melted into his soft touch, which brought a bit of clearness into what you needed in the moment.
“I’m just not up for anything, alright? I’m tired” that wasn’t fair, you were being mean to him, over something that he has no fault in, “I’m so sorry my love, I-” he cut you off with a soft peck on the lips, “Sounds like you had a hard day, do you want me to stay with you? maybe eat something? or do you wish to be alone?” he softly spoke.
It was wonderful that he gave you options, all to allow your brain to rest, “I want to be alone, can I still call you?” he petted your hair and kissed your forehead, “Whenever you want my love, go rest” one last kiss on your forehead made your muscle memory work, otherwise walking would have been a real hazard.
At some point at work you decided you just wouldn’t go through another episode, so you called your therapist and she told you something you didn’t expected. She recommended a medical dose of cannabis, she said it came with more pro’s than con’s with your situation, but that in simpler words, it would work as a temporary distressing or coping mechanism, since your usual pills weren’t making you feel any better.
The dose she prescribed was “safe”, she said that it would be controlled and measured so that there would be no risk of your body becoming addicted to the drug. She also asked that your boyfriend meet her to explain him the procedure and how he could help you improve your situation.
Loki loves feeling useful when it comes to you, so it wasn’t really a surprise when he told you he was 100% ready to help you, he looked like a dark fur golden retriever.
You were at a very non sketchy place to get it, somehow you expected it to be a dark alley or the back of a gas station, but since it was a rescripted dose, you could safely ask for it at a normal drugstore.
You weren’t supposed to consume it right away, your therapist advised you to make a tea out of it, or bake it, but neither of the servings had to contain a high dose of cannabis.
You got your solution, but you were scared, of the effects, the way your body could react to it, all of it kept you away from the drug, being reluctant to even think about consume it, it being still a substance that could harm you, it had an important weight in a moral sense, but then again it had the purpose of making you better. So there you hanged on a mental thread.
Until one day, same as any day at work, you came back with your heels in hand, drenched in your own sweat and the rain that poured like a wild ocean. You ran away from a party that Tony hosted to celebrate a victorious mission, it ended up with you locked up in a public bathroom in a gas station, your eyes shut, the coldness of the tiles somehow soothed your headache.
You felt inclined to move your body towards the WC, your stomach and your head managed to send your senses to hell, the command was to vomit, but you had nothing inside you. It hurt so much to try to force all the pain out by hurling, and failing miserably, so you ended up falling against the wall giving up, exhausted and in pain.
“Loki, please my love…I need you” you hugged your body close, hoping he would hear your broken sobs, and luckily he did, he appeared by your side, held you close to his chest and after passing his arm under your legs he scooped you up. “I think it’s time my love, should I brew the tea for you?” you nodded, massaging his silky black curls as he teleported you back to your shared bedroom.
“Would you like me to dress you, or you can manage?” you groaned, he lowered your body to the bed, “I don’t know Loki, it hurts” you did felt better knowing that you were in familiar grounds, his fresh scent sent the dizziness away, his soft caresses…but it still bothered you, why if you were so well, why you succumbed to pain so easily? It made you furious.
“My love, I’ll do it for you, I feel your frustration, just concentrate in my voice and my hands, please?”
“JUST!…” you took a deep breath, his touch was lovely, but in your state it was just too much. Felling him, then your head, then the light of the room, how everything just started to spin around. Your body, you couldn’t figure out where that tingling, like an electric sensation, was coming from, it hurt and infuriated you, not knowing.
“Please my love” you had taken his hands off of your body with such urgency, he understood that he wasn’t helping. He didn’t let you alone for much time, he came back with your favorite mug filled with the funny smelly tea.
“I diluted a little portion in this tea, but it will take longer to be effective because your system will process it, but read that if you smoke it, it will take maybe ten minutes” in that desperate moment, you pushed away the cigar and took the cup. It’s that you needed the pain to go away, but ruining your lungs was out of the question.
You drank the mug’s content, a couple drops fell from the corner of your mouth but Loki was quick to wipe them off, earning a warm smile from you.
“Will you wait with me?” He nodded, sitting beside you with his back against the bed, lowering just enough so your head could flop on his shoulder.
Around ten minutes went away, and you woke up from Loki’s lap with a smile on your face, feeling giddy, light. You brought your fingers up to Loki’s forearm, drawing a line back and forward to his wrists.
“Hello~” you giggled, watching a smile forming on his face, “Hello gorgeous, how are you feeling?” The hems of his fingers barely touched your cheek, the electric sensation left, instead you leaned against him and encouraged to caress you with his full hand.
“Cloudy, floaty, lovely” he watched you breathe, it was relaxed, deep, and you really seemed to enjoy the coldness of the air filling your lungs. And he just loved to see you better, or at least not in pain.
“Take it easy love, there’s nowhere to go, nothing to do, it’s just you and me. Besides, when you were sleeping I called Stark, you have the rest of the week off” he lowered his head to leave little kisses on your face, “You’re mine, only mine for a whole week” you laughed, as you used to do before all the disaster, “I’m yours every day, Loki, always” you love to see him smile, you imagined a little tail wiggling from side to side every time he was happy.
A rumble on your stomach made him look at you funny, he corrected your posture from his lap to cradle you in his arms, so your face would be merely inches from his, “Hungry, love? What do you crave? Sweet, salty, sweet and sour?” so many options to choose from, and yet you went with “Cheetos with Nutella”, his eyes widen in surprise, he thought it was a joke, but it wasn’t.
He left you watching cartoons while he teleported to the market, he didn’t took long but you didn’t even notice, you were fascinated with the colors and the quietness in your brain. It was just you, in cloud 9.
He handed you a portion of Cheetos on a bowl and the jar of Nutella. He assured you that it was only yours so you didn’t need to worry about leaving any for him, that sparkle in your eyes will never leave his mind.
He passed his hand behind your back, with his strength it was easy to push you forward gently for him to accommodate you between his legs, with his back resting on the cushions and yours on his chest. Your head and your body reclined in the search of his warmth, his affection, he would die to see you that happy without needing to be drugged, however, his beloved mortal did not work like that, and it was fine, he liked feeling needed.
“Loki?” he saw your eyes perk up, as well as your drowsy smile and silly giggles that made him chuckle, “Yes my love?” your hand that didn’t had Cheeto dust went up to caress his hair, “Thank you, for being in my life” you finished giving him a heartfelt smile before paying attention to the drawing on screen, you head nuzzling against his shoulder.
“No darling” he pressed you more against him, “Thank you” after whispering, he placed one kiss to your cheek, inhaled on your scent and closed his eyes, feeling your content and simple joy as you munch on your strange delight, “Someday” he thought to himself.
Someday he was going to take you away, from your pain and Earth. To a shack he was building on a distant planet while you were working. It was filled with flowers and protected with its own orbit, shielded with a spell and a giant snake that would prevent strangers to taint his gift. Someday, he repeated to himself like a prayer while eyeing the lowest drawer under the TV, where he kept the ring.
Summary : Loki hav some fun with your family members
Warning : mention of abuse, Loki being loki, loki being a good god boyfriend, dry humping
ALT
You woke up in the middle of the night as you had a dream about your mother. It must be all the talking today and sharing your past with Loki that brought those memories to the surface. Your face was pressed into his chest so you looked up at him, wiping the drool from his skin, being grateful that he wasn’t up to see that. He was holding you so tightly as if he was afraid they’d take you away and hurt you.
You tried to wriggle out of his embrace as you had to use the loo but that’s when he woke up from the sleep.
“Darling, don’t leave me” He could barely keep his eyes open as he mumbled, his voice was so soft and his words made you smile
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you, I have to use the bathroom”
“Mmm okay” you tried to get up but he didn’t loosen his grip on you
“Lokii?”
“Yes princess” that name would never not make you flushed. He opened his eyes again as he realised he was suffocating you with his hold, so he eased his grip on you. You smiled as you slipped out of his embrace and when you went to the bathroom you noticed all the expensive toiletries, as if he would care about that. He was happy just with a soap, for a royal god prince he was very low maintenance.
People in your family were very cheap, literally and otherwise so it really came as a surprise that they had all this fanciness laid out for him.
You couldn’t help but wonder if they knew he was coming, but how did they know? They must have seen him fighting for you on tv but nobody knew you two were together, or in a relationship, if that’s what it was.
When you came out you checked the clock. It was 5 am and maybe it was your surroundings or the grief you were feeling in the moment, but you couldn’t go back to sleep.
“Come to bed little mortal” he mumbled and you smiled but then you heard the noise your tummy made
“I’m hungry” he looked at you standing at the edge of the bed with that adorable look on your face that hinted towards your empty belly and he sat up, he grabbed your hand and kissed it softly before he placed his head down on it. Was he sleeping like that?
“Lokii baby go to sleep I will just go eat something and be right back” You caressed his head with your other hand, he didn’t get much sleep last night and nor today.
Did you just call him baby? He heard you accurately, right? He never understood that mortal term of endearment but coming from you it made him feel so mushy and warm.
“Just come here for a minute, I’m not letting you go out there alone” he made you sit down on his lap and pressed his head down on your chest, you sat sideways on him and your fingers played with his hair while he dozed off again for a moment.
You always wondered if he had ever been cuddled like this before, you knew he slept holding Penny in her arms, but it wasn’t like this, he didn’t seem to cling to her the way he did with you or maybe you just had wishful thinking but you wanted to be someone he could feel comfortable being so clingy with. When you met him, you never could have imagined holding him like this or having him be so protective of you. He always looked at you as if he wanted to kill you.
“Okay I’m up, let’s go feed that tummy of yours” you smiled as you stood up and he put a trouser on magically
“I should start storing the food in my vault, you get ravenous all the time” you looked at him confused as he said that
“Your vault?” You asked him and he nodded as you walked him towards the kitchen
“Where do you think I’m conjuring all my things from?” He raised his brow giving you a quizzical look
“I thought it was magic” he smiled and kissed your head as you said that
“I can not produce things, I can only conjure what I already have darling”
“So umm like magic tricks?” Wow that was educational for you.
Your smile didn’t last long as you found David in the kitchen, he was drinking all alone. Loki grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him but he kept his eyes on David, he was angry and everything you told him was running through his head, he didn’t want to but he couldn’t help and picture this toe shaped ugly man forcing himself on you, the image of his sixteen year old sweet mortal being hurt by this monster was too painful for him to bear.
“Hello baby” That was it. Loki walked over to him and grabbed him by the collar, then he smashed his head into the refrigerator, you didn’t want him to kill someone today. Not before the funeral at least.
“Loki what are you doing..stop please stop” you came between them and tried to pull him off David, you could see the hurt, the rage in his eyes and you just wanted to calm him down so you wrapped your arms around his waist and took few steps back along with him so he could get away from David
“It’s grandma’s funeral today loki..please..please” he looked at you as he heard your pleading voice and his eyes softened.
You heard David screaming as he grabbed his head, he felt piercing pain in his head than that pain transferred to his nether region
“That’s what you used to hurt her, to rip her dignity” He walked over to David again and you were hoping this wouldn’t end in his death, at least not today
“I hope you can live without one now” Loki smirked and David’s eyes widened, he looked down and it was gone, he didn’t have a penis anymore,
“You’re a freak, a freak” he started crying as he ran out of the kitchen.
“What did you do, Loki?”
“Just a bit of fun, I’m the god of mischief afterall” you sighed as you walked towards him and hugged him
“You look hot when you get all angry” he smiled a little as he kissed you. Then he picked you up and made you sit down on the counter
“I thought you brought me here to feed yourself”
“That was the plan I promise” you mumbled as he pulled you closer wrapping your legs around him, you could feel his bulge rubbing against your core. He was always horny.
“How many bad memories do you have about this space?” You moaned as he grinded his hips into you, stimulating your clit with every friction
“Way too many, Bonny once brought her boyfriend home, and they were making out in the kitchen while I cooked and it made me so sad because I knew I’d never get someone like that” Oh Bonny was on his list after David, his wife, Martin, your dad and Marcia
“How wrong you were, hmm?” You bit on your lips as he sucked a mark on your neck
“You’re not my boyfriend, you’re my god and that’s better, so much better”
Oh he wanted to be anything you wanted him to be. He would give you everything.
“Mmm it is better, my little subject, it definitely is, all those bad memories must wound you, let’s make a good one darling, I want you to cum like this for me, right here” he whispered in your ear and you nodded desperately, You worried that someone would come out and see, but you didn’t care in the moment.
He kept moving his hips driving you more and more towards a clitoral orgasm. He noticed someone through his peripheral vision, and he knew who it was, it was your stepsisters, Bonny and Claire. Now he felt extremely territorial about you and as long as you’re his he’d never allow anyone to see you like this, they didn’t deserve to see you amidst such private moment, only he did.
You’re his. But then he thought about your sisters purposefully hurting your self esteem by pulling tricks like that and he wanted to hurt them the same way. They could only see your back, his bare half naked body was visible to them and he knew they were feeling envious of you, so jealous, so hurt.
“That’s it ..that’s my girl, I wish you could see how seductive you look like this, just taking whatever I’m giving you like a good girl” he didn’t whisper this time, his voice was low, husky, breathy but loud enough for them to hear and he smiled as he watched your sisters fuming with jealousy, they would never get a taste of him. He belonged to you now, only you. He was yours.
“Oh god, please I want to cum, please bless me with a release” you moaned as you wrapped your arms around him, placing your head between the crook of his neck sucking on his soft skin, earning a delicious moan that filled your ears.
“Let go princess, I have got you, I have got you” He stimulated your clit from over your clothes with his fingers and that did you in, your orgasm swept you off in waves, you felt floaty, this is the third time he had made you cum in matter of few hours. As your breathing calmed down, your lips latched onto him. You felt wet and you knew you’d have to take a shower before you get to eat now and it was all worth it. He watched your sisters running away, and that brought him some satisfaction, he would hurt them how they have hurt you. He’d make them all feel how they have made you feel all these years.
He picked you up in his arms and took you back to the bedroom, you both showered and then you took him back to the kitchen. It was around 7 am now and there was still time for the funeral ceremony.
“This time we eat” he chuckled as you got around the kitchen effortlessly. A skill you learned over the years of feeding these useless hogs.
You wanted to make the pancakes just for you two but he noticed how you made the batter enough for 10 people to eat, that’s how he knew that your pure kind heart still cared for these monsters, he knew that you cared about your dad at least if nobody else.
“Can I help with something?” He asked you so you shook your head
“Noo you just stand there and look pretty” you bit on your lips as you noticed the expression on his face. You called him pretty, you called a god pretty.
“Darling as much as I enjoy the godly treatment, I’d like to offer my help in doing chores, especially if we are going to live together, don’t expect me to just sit around while you do everything” your eyes teared up as he said that. You were used to doing everything by yourself, he was your god and he was someone you respected deeply so you’d never ask him to help you with chores but if he wanted to do it you won’t stop him either.
Rest of the people woke up soon after, you didn’t even look up when you saw Martin on the dining table, Loki noticed his eyes on you and he was enraged again. You liked him, you told him that you liked him because he was nice to you before he used you, Martin brought his new wife along with him and she kept glaring at you as if she knew about the history between you two.
Everything was awkward around you two, nobody was talking to you anymore, they wanted to talk to Loki but he was keeping to himself and he was only talking to you.
When everyone sat down on the dining table to eat breakfast, Loki finally spoke to them
“So Marcia, were you waiting for the opportunity to Marry y/n’s dad? Tell me did you pray to your God for her mom to perish so you could finally take her place?” Everyone gasped as he said that so casually while cutting a piece of pancake with his knife, you looked at him and he scrunched his forehead
“What are you talking about son and be a little respectful”
He chuckled as she said that
“That is hilarious you foolish mortal, Do not call me son, you were born merely 70 years ago I assume by looking at your features. I was born 1045 years ago to be astute” And another set of collective gasp was heard. First of all he called her 70 when she was merely in her early 50s, then he made her realize that he was older than everyone else around here.
He clicked his fingers and all the chairs disappeared except the one he was sitting on and yours, they all fell down and then he clicked his fingers again, their plates were on the floor in front of them.
“Since I’m a god, I would like for you mortals to be more respectful of my presence here. Eating on the floor can be very humbling” You noticed Marcia’s eyes tearing up as she felt the humiliation. They were scared of his powers and things he could do and hence none of them spoke a word.
“Can I sit down on my knees in front of you and serve you?” You whispered in his ears and he glared at you as he felt the blood rushing towards his cock
“Do not tempt me darling while I’m trying to teach a lesson here” you heard his voice in your head and your mouth curved into a sly smile
“Go on, start feeding, we don’t want to be late for her grandma’s funeral now do we?” They all started eating as he raised his voice, they always made you sit on the floor, you weren’t allowed to sit on any furniture, it was kind of satisfying to see them like this.
“Why is she sitting on the chair then?” Claire asked him and he smiled
“You’re right, my mistake” you looked at him as he said that
“Darling, sit here on my lap, a goddess should be on her celestial throne” he opened his legs wide and held out his hand for you, your eyes teared up at the gesture, you’d do anything for him, hell you would wash his dirty feet and drink the water if he’d ask you too. That’s how much you loved him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you sat down on him
“Thank you” he noticed your teary eyes so he kissed your forehead. He didn’t show you any affection in public but he just had to show these awful beings that you were precious and extremely important to him. They spend their lives making you feel worthless and unworthy of love and watching you being treated so tenderly by a literal god was hurtful for their fragile ego.
“How far is the venue?” Loki asked your father and he cleared his throat
“Two miles”
“And when do we have to be there? At what time?”
“Around 11” Loki nodded in response
“Hmm that gives you all plenty of time to reach there by foot if you leave now, I shall see you all there” and then they all gasped again
“By foot are you fucking crazy?” Martin raised his voice and Loki’s jaw clenched
“Now since you spoke out of turn and so disrespectfully, you must run to the venue, if I find that you have stopped even once on the way, you would not enjoy what I’ll do with you, am I understood clearly? Because if not, I have several other means to specify what I mean” Loki glared at him and Martin looked down
“Don’t make this worse for yourself” you told him and he was this close to crying as he felt the humiliation, they were all so terrified and frustrated
“Now hurry up, I shall see you pathetic mortals at the venue, and don’t try to cheat, I would know, my clone will follow you because I do not trust you fools” he got up once you were both done eating and took you back to the guest room so you can get ready leaving them all to bash their heads together.
“You are so sexyyy” you mumbled as soon as you got Inside the room, he smiled and laid down on the bed to watch you undress and get ready. You did light makeup and put on a black formal dress, you both still had time, thankfully you didn’t have to walk to the venue, you feared for everyone who dared to get on his wrong side. He was so powerful and almost invincible especially when compared to mortals. You knew he wouldn’t just let it slide after what you told him about your past. And they deserved it, as long as he didn’t get in trouble by killing them, you were okay with it.
You laid down next to him, keeping your head on his arm and he instantly pulled you closer
“So umm this clone of yours, does he have a conscience?” He chuckled as you asked him that
“No he’s just a robot, he does what I ask him to, Nothing more, nothing less”
“But he’s a part of you right?”
“He is, I have used them during fornication before” your eyes widened as he said that
“You mean like there can be several of you at one time?” You put your chin on his chest and he tucked your hair behind your ears
“There can be as many as I want, yes. In any shape or form”
“Wowww” you were thinking about it he knew that.
“Let it out darling” you shook your head as he said that but then he noticed your eyes tearing up
“What? Did I say something wrong?”
“No no I’m just being silly Loki”
“Princess what is it?” You sat up on the bed and he mirrored your action
“It’s just I just ..there’s only one you, real you. And I just want him, nobody else, not even your clone” he pulled you closer so he could kiss you. Maybe he wasn’t the only one feeling territorial about you, you felt the same
“Oh darling I can not share you with anyone either, you’re mine and I won’t let anyone see you like that, not even my clone, however this morning I did torture your sisters as they burned with jealousy while I pleasured you in the kitchen” you weren’t shocked by that, he was torturing these people in the way they tortured you.
“Mmm I felt that, I knew someone was there, and I knew you won’t let a man see me like that”
“I’d never break your trust I promise, you’re mine only” you smiled as he said that. How did you get so lucky? He lost his smile as he thought about his heritage and how would you react once you see him like that.
“This is not me though, it’s not my natural form” he laid down again, placing one of his hand behind his head so you got on top of him
“I know you’re a frost giant Loki, I didn’t mean your body or your face when I said I’d only want you. I meant you, you as a whole. I meant your soul, it’s always going to be the same no matter what form or shape you take, you’ll always be my god” his eyes teared up as he heard the sincerity in your voice. He wasn’t ready to show you just yet but he knew he’d get there someday, especially if you continue to adore him with such affections
“Even if I look like a bilgesnipe?”
“I don’t know what that is but yes even if you look like a bilgesnipe”
You leaned down to kiss him, around 10 am you found the keys to your dad’s car and he drove you towards the venue. You saw your family midway, walking under the sun as his clone followed them. Loki was in black suit for the funeral but his clone was in all his Asgardian glory.
As you saw your grandmother in the casket, you couldn’t hold back the tears, you remembered the time you spent with her, it was only because of her you learned to read and had basic skills that helped you move forward in life. He held you close throughout the ceremony and he didn’t allow anyone to even touch you. During lunch, her lawyer found you and whatever money she had in her savings, she gave it to you, much to your family’s dismay. You didn’t feel that you deserved to keep it but Loki convinced you to accept it as a blessing. She also had a photo album that held pictures of your mother, some of them you have never seen before, your mom’s wedding dress was there too.
Worst part was she was your grandmother from your dad’s side but she still kept all those things, she truly loved her daughter in law and she loved you.
On your way back to the house, Loki noticed how lost you seemed, you had to get your stuff so you could get out of there. When he stopped the car outside the house, you felt him caressing your cheek so you leaned into his touch
“Talk to me darling”
“I just.. she was the only family I had left and now she’s gone too, I have no family now” your eyes teared up and so did his, that’s how he feels about Asgard and home, about Frigga. Even though she’s alive it’s not the same. Nothing is the same.
“You have me, I might not be your family darling but you have me and I won’t leave you alone, you’d never be alone again” you hugged him tightly as he said that. You didn’t know what the future will bring for you two but in that moment you felt content, safe, loved and cherished.
“Thank you loki, I love you” you mumbled softly and he kissed your forehead, he rubbed your hands with his thumbs and that’s when you realized that it’s how he showed his love. He might not say the words but he showed it in several ways.
You wanted to leave and go back to New York but loki had other plans
“Can we stay one more night, I’m not done with these buffoons”
A smile crept on your lips as you noticed the devilish grin on his features.
Summary : Your relationship with Loki changes for good then the arrival of Thor changes it again. Would you realise what loki means to you before it’s too late?
Warning : Sex but nothing graphic.
Your lips moved in unison, he had his hands wrapped around your waist as they roamed up and down, you had nothing to hold as he was always half naked so you pressed your hands on his chest
“You’re hard” his eyes widened as you said that and so did yours when you realized what you have said “No I meant your pecs, hard, very hard”
He smiled as he stepped away from you. So that just happened. You didn’t know what he was thinking but you knew you wanted to do it again.
“So you said you have always wanted to do that?” His pale cheeks formed a rosy shin as you said that, he was blushing so deeply
“Darling I love you but you can be really daft at times” he smiled but then he realized what he has said
“You love me?”
“No I mean ..not like that.. like we have been living together and been friends for 5 years now of course I love you, like what am I? A monster?”
You smiled as he blabbed nervously and walked closer to him
“Well I wanted to do that since yesterday but.. ” you bit on your lips as you suddenly felt shy in his proximity. You have been living with him for years and suddenly he’s getting you all flustered
“But?”
“I really liked it and I would like more” he cupped your cheeks, as soon as words left your mouth he kissed you again, when he pulled away he had you gasping for air.
“You’re my roommate darling and I ..I have liked you since I saw you” you raised your eyebrows as he said that
“Why? I was.. I was horrible to you”
“No not all the time, you do things, little things that nobody does for me” you smiled as he said that. He got nervous again as you pressed a kiss on his bare sternum,
“Let me take you out on a date?” He finally built the courage to ask you that and you smiled
“When?”
“Tomorrow?” You nodded as he said that, you kissed him again before you left for your own room because you knew the more you stay there, the more you’d want to do things to him and with him and have him do bad naughty things to you. As you laid down in your bed that night, you pictured that kiss in your head a million times before sleep came for you. You took out your phone and went through the pictures, you found that old picture your parents took the day he came to live with your family. He was so tall and lanky but he still had the same smile. You noticed the frown you had in that picture while he was smiling like someone had hung the moon over his head.
Next day you both didn’t have uni, you went to the kitchen and he was Already making breakfast, you realized how weird it was to be insanely attracted to the guy you have been living with for years. Then you realized how hard it must have been for him all this time.
“Good morning” he noticed how adorable you looked, you had makeup on, that made him smile, he didn’t care about that, he loved looking at your swollen just out of bed face in the morning but you made an effort for him and that swelled his heart.
“Good morning darling, care for breakfast?” You walked closer to him to look at the pan and he fidgeted a little at the closeness. He wasn’t a virgin, not by long shot but you made him so nervous.
“That smells delish” you looked at him and then you bit on your lips “And so do you” he blushed again at the compliment and as you turned around to get something from the refrigerator he pressed his nose against his shoulder. He did smell delish and he was grateful for that.
You both were just chit chatting while you ate together and he had you laughing and giggling. He was a funny dude, very humorous, one of the many reasons you detested him.
“You know your best friend hates me?”
“Fandral?” He asked you and you nodded
“He doesn’t hate you, he just..I have spent nights at his house getting drunk and just talking about you while he had to pretend that he enjoyed listening to his buddy crying over an unrequited affection”
“Why didn’t you..tell me before?” You asked him and he looked at you so intensely you wanted to kiss him again, you wanted to feel those sparks and all the tingling sensations that followed with it
“I couldn’t lose you, or this, whatever we had, you fought with me, argued with me and those were the best parts of my day” your eyes teared up as he said that. You got up from your seat, and he tilted his head up to look at you, you leaned down and cupped his cheeks then you kissed him
“You’re silly loki, so silly but you’re always so right, I should go and prepare myself for the date” you smiled and he was just trying to supply the sufficient amount of oxygen to his brain.
As you got back to your room, you called Nat and she legit screamed in your ears
“Okay when you’re done hyperventilating, please tell me should I wear something sexy or just cas”
“Sexy always sexy, Girl blow his mind and then his cock tonight or I’ll be so disappointed”
“Shut up you’re so dirty” you giggled but the thought made you blush. God you have been thinking such dirty things about your roommate now, all those people who told you that you treated him like a brother can suck it now.
In the evening you got ready in a short white thin strapped dress, that looked virginal but very sexy. His eyes almost blew out of his socket as he saw you. He matched you accidentally with the white shirt he was wearing that he paired with a black pants. He looked like a perfect gentleman. The date was a blur to you, you wished you could focus on things he was saying and everything else but you could only focus on his lips as he talked, his veiny forearms as he drove, his scent as he got closer to you.
If that’s how he felt about you all this time and still kept his feelings to himself, you wanted to applaud him for that.
Normally on a date the guy drops you at home and you’re supposed to kiss him, maybe let him have a feel or two and then he leaves. Your situation was different, you lived with him.
Once you got inside the house, you asked him if he’d like a drink and he sat down on the couch.
You inched closer and closer to him and he was trying to hide the bulge forming in his pants
“So are you like this with all your girls” you pecked his cheek and he turned his body towards you, same as you, he tucked your hair behind your ears and you looked down
“Like what?”
“Like a gentleman, so respectful” you mumbled as you unbuttoned the top button of his shirt
“I can be whatever you want me to be, baby” oh baby. You liked that. You got on his lap and he took a deep breath
“I can take things slow or fast, it’s up to you, I’ll take whatever you give me because I’m over the moon with this development” you smiled and then your lips latched onto his neck, he let out a moan and that fired you up instantly. It wouldn’t be so bad to go to bed with him if he makes noises like that
“I’m a virgin” you whispered in his ears but he didn’t seem surprised by that
“I know”
“How?”
“I just know, I’m sorry if that makes me look like a creep” you giggled and shook your head
“Are you okay with me having no experience?”
“It wouldn’t matter darling, it’s kind of perfect, I get to teach you everything” he rubbed your lips with his thumb and you closed your eyes. The only thing he has taught you in life was high school calculus and first year psych. But you’d like to learn this stuff from him.
“Lokiii Lokii” you mumbled his name and he hummed
“I want it”
“Baby take your time, I don’t want you to regret me”
His eyes teared up so you kissed him again
“Please I want it, I have waited long enough”
“Are you sure?” He asked you softly and you nodded.
He picked you up and took you to his bedroom. As soon as he laid you down on his bed, you could feel him all around you, he was gentle as he undressed you, so soft and the praises he whispered in your ears made your heart skip several beats. He opened you up slowly first with his fingers then he had his mouth on you, you felt so shy about that but he clasped his fingers with yours as he drank from you, the experience was cathartic as you came around him. Having him inside you felt like heaven, it did hurt, you were a virgin and he wasn’t exactly average, he was pretty perfect in every way and you couldn’t believe how blind you have been before. His breathing got erratic as he reached closer to his orgasm
“Ohh loki..oh baby”
“I love you y/n, I have always loved you, I love you so much” your eyes teared up as you felt him cumming, you wished you could feel him without the barrier of the condom but maybe someday. The confession thrilled you but you couldn’t respond because you didn’t know just yet. Did you love him or did you lust him? You just didn’t know.
Next morning when he woke up you weren’t there, his heart clenched instantly, did you regret it? He knocked on your door as he got ready for uni. When you opened the door you seemed happy, and that made him feel relieved.
Things felt perfect, for a week at least, you slept with him every night after that because you couldn’t just stop, he was irresistible.
…..
“Okay maybe you’re not the worst woman in the world” you chuckled as Fandral said that.
You were losing your mind as you looked at the crowd that turned up for your play, but he was there backstage, kissing your forehead, soothing your nerves, telling you how proud he was of you.
“They didn’t come” your eyes teared up as you noticed the vacant seats where your parents were supposed to sit and he kissed you softly
“It’s okay baby, it’s okay”
The performance couldn’t have gone any better, it was the best night of your life in every way. Everyone loved you in the play, everyone wanted to congratulate you, they wanted to talk to you and you had a very handsome boyfriend. He told you that he didn’t want to pressure you, that you could take your time with this and your feelings about him and you appreciated that. You still had repressed feelings about Thor for some reason
It was Valentine’s day the next day and you had a gift for loki. So did he. But things didn’t turn out how you wanted them to, Thor was in front of you in the cafeteria asking you out for a date and you just stared at him for a good few minutes, you had a crush on him. The only reason you wanted to do this play was so that he’d notice you
“So would you like to be my valentine Miss?” Your mouth hung open as he asked you that,
“Ummm Thor..I ”
“Yes?” He kissed the back of your hand and that made you so nervous, so fucking nervous. You could feel everyone’s eyes around you, Natasha was glaring at you, and then you saw Loki, his eyes were teary as he walked out so you followed him
“Loki?” He was shoving the flowers he had for you in the locker, he was heartbroken and hurt, he saw the way you looked at him
“If you want to date him just go, I won’t stop you, you’re not tied to me” your eyes teared up too as he said that
“I like him”
“I know, I know”
“I don’t want to hurt you, I care about you loki and I ”
“Y/n? Just go..I’ll live, I’ll be fine” you felt hurt for him, you never wanted to hurt him but you had no idea what you were doing or if you were making a mistake.
“I just don’t know why you even like me Loki? I haven’t been the best person to you, you know that” he smiled as he wiped his tears
“I was 15 when my dad decided that it would be completely okay for him to send his 15 year old son to a new country. I was dejected when I came here, I didn’t even know if I’d be able to survive it but then I saw you ..and I just.. I felt okay, happy even. I didn’t know why, but that’s just how I felt. Then mama left me and I got the same feeling all over again but then at night when you sat next to me and held my hand to comfort me I felt okay, I knew I’ll survive as long as I had you. It’s not your fault that I felt that way about you, that you calmed my soul, that you made me feel normal for once and I always made your life harder didn’t I? So don’t let me do that again, go be with somebody who you want to be with alright?”
He slammed his locker shut and left you there to contemplate over his words and what he said. And it only took you losing him to make you realize that you indeed loved him.
That he was the only man you wanted to be with. But you lost him.
Summary : Loki talks to you about his fears of you being a mortal.
Warning : 18+ Sex, mention of past abuse, PTSD symptoms, discussion of mortality and death.
Gif has nothing to do with chapter I just love how his mouth moves
ALT
You went back to the party and it was in full swing, everyone had someone they partnered up with to dance the night out. Charlotte looked at your sad face and she excused herself from Thor to check up on you, you smiled as soon as you saw her coming
“You two look so good together” she giggled as you said that
“He said he’d take me to Asgard. Can you believe it?” You gasped, you knew Thor would like her.
“He better treat you right” she smiled but then she got worried about you
“Is everything okay with Mr hottie, did you guys talk?” She asked you and you nodded
“Don’t worry about that, we will be okay, just go have fun okay?” you nudged her to go back and she hugged you before she went back to the dance floor.
What were you even doing here? The one man you are here for won’t even talk to you more than what you have already heard before from him. You want to help him move on from that guilt, you know it’s not easy for him but how are you supposed to do that when he won’t even talk to you about his fears.
Loki wanted to disappear, he should have just gotten back to his room and stayed there until you left, that was the only way he could have kept you safe from him, but he didn’t want you to leave, he wanted to hold you and kiss you. He wanted to tell you that he was scared of hurting you again, that he was terrified of turning into that man again. And that he was scared of losing you to death. When he stepped inside the lounge, he found you standing all alone in the corner as you watched other couples dancing and having fun. He promised you that he won’t allow you to feel lonely again then what was he doing?
You saw him heading towards you so you straightened yourself up, your eyes teared up as you looked at him. He was so handsome it really hurt to look at him sometimes. He grabbed your hands in his and placed it around his shoulders, then his arms wrapped around waist, you gasped as he pulled you closer to him, thank goodness that those heels managed some of the height difference.
“Are we dancing?” he smiled as you asked him. He had told you before that he couldn’t dance, especially not in public
“Well I cannot do that.. whatever that is” he looked at Tony who was doing..well some kind of dance or voodoo, only he knew.
“But I can do what mother taught me” he clicked his fingers and the music changed, you swayed with him side to side, slowly, everytime you looked at him your eyes met with his. You knew people were staring, he has never shown you any sort of affection in public before. But then you realized that he might be using magic to hide you two from their view. So you kissed him, softly, very gently and he responded with his own tenderness.
Charlotte squealed and you looked at her.
“I thought they couldn’t see us, I’m sorry” he smiled as you got nervous then one of his hands crawled behind your head as he pulled you in for a kiss again. You have missed him so much, you have missed him holding you so tightly like this
“I’m sorry darling, for everything”
His eyes teared up so you cupped his cheeks
“Not your fault Loki, it’s not your fault, you have to stop blaming yourself”
“I wish I could, and everytime I close my eyes I wish I didn’t have visions of that night in my head but it’s there and I ..the things I said to you..you know I’d never say that to you if..”
“I know..I know baby ..hey I know okay?” You hugged him as tightly as you could so the only thing he’d feel in that moment is you, you wanted him to feel safe too and he felt safe with you.
Once you felt him relaxing in your embrace you eased your hold on him
“You want to spend some time with me all alone, just the two of us?” You asked him and his eyes teared up. He was afraid of being alone with you and that broke your heart. He nodded so you grabbed his arm and took him to his bedroom. As soon as you stepped inside you kissed him again, you didn’t want to rush him, there were things that needed to be talked about and you wanted to clear that up right now.
“Soo umm did you sleep with someone else in the past two months?”
Great. Just great. Maybe you should have saved that question for later but you couldn’t stop yourself.
“No darling, I couldn’t” you weren’t expecting him to stay loyal to you, you two were broken up and he loved having sex so it came as a surprise.
“I would ask but I know you wouldn’t do that”
“You know me far too well mister god”
He smiled as you stepped away from him and sat down on the bed to take off your heels, you weren’t used to wearing heels and they were killing your feet. You groaned and he was on his knees in front of you instantly
“Loki stop..you can’t do that” you grabbed his hand as he took your heels off one by one.
“Why?” He asked you as he pressed on the pad of your foot with his thumbs, you didn’t want to moan but it was way too satisfying
“You’re my god, you’re not supposed to do that” he smiled as he looked at you
“A god can kneel for his goddess” your face flushed, skin tingled and heart fluttered as he said that
“Come sit next to me” you patted on the bed next to you and he got up to sit next to you
“Talk to me dear god” you smiled as you looked at him
“We do need to talk”
“We sure do”
“You’re a mortal”
“Yess I am”
“I’m a god”
“Yes you are”
“You’ll be gone after few years and I’ll be here for thousands of years, that if we survive that monster Thanos will send after us gods”
“You will survive it and live to tell the story. I just know that. Are you afraid of losing me?” his eyes teared up at the question
“I’m afraid of losing you, being without you and I’m afraid of being alone again” you turned towards him and made him look at you
“You know if it was up to me I would never leave you alone, I’d be here until you’re sick of my face” you smiled and that made him smile too
“Sick of that pretty face? Never”
“There’s not much I can say to ease that fear of yours because it’s going to happen and we can’t change it but..I love you and I want to be with you for as long as I could” he sighed in response
“I want that too darling, I want that too” he pulled you on top of his lap and hugged you tightly, he hid himself between the crook of your neck because he didn’t want you to see how weak he felt in that moment
“Think of me like a pet when I’m gone”
“Don’t say that darling pleaseee”
“I’m serious, you can move on when I’m gone, you can find another lover, maybe someone immortal this time so you won’t have to lose her so soon? Just because you would find someone else, that doesn’t mean I was any less important to you, I’d still be your Little mortal and I’ll always be your favorite mortal” he knew you were trying to make him feel better and hopeful about the future, but your words only hurt him further, he didn’t want to cry standing at your grave sixty years from now. He didn’t want to lose you like that. Once you die, he’d never be able to hold you like this and the fear crushed him.
“You are my favorite darling, not just my favorite mortal but you are my favorite everything and I don’t want to lose you”
“You won’t, I’m here, live in the moment with me Loki, let’s just live and love each other, let’s make beautiful memories. You deserve to be happy, you deserve affection and love more than anyone else, and I want to drown you in it, I want to make you so happy”
You pressed your forehead against his hoping that he would choose to live in the present instead of worrying about the future, who knows what will happen ten years from now. Maybe things will change, maybe he’d fall out of love and it’d kill you to lose his affection like that but then you can’t let that fear stop you from enjoying the next few years of bliss. You never thought you’d find someone like him to call your own and now that you had him you weren’t ready to lose him at any cost or for any reason
“I wanted to give you everything you have never had, treat you the way you deserve to be treated, I promised you all that and more but I failed” you shook your head and made him look at you again.
“You didn’t fail, you never did and you already give me more than I could have imagined, just being here with you is my dream life, I never thought I’d find a man so loving, so thoughtful, a man who’d respect me enough to not hurt me, I got more than what I was looking for, and no matter what happens i’d always worship you my god because that’s who you are to me”
He looked at you all wide eyed and perplexed, maybe it was his Karma, he always thought of mortals as inferior beings, those who didn’t deserve any importance, and that’s why fate brought him to you so he’d fall for a mortal and get his comeuppance when your life would end right in front of his eyes. But he can’t hurt you anymore, you have been hurt all your life and he wants to change that, he wants to give you a happy life. You kissed his forehead and got off his lap
“Let me just call Charlotte, I hope she’s alright”
He perched himself on his elbow. You care so much, not just about him but everyone who shows you the slightest of affection. He would never meet someone as pure as his little mortal. His heart would break once in a while whenever the fear of losing you would overwhelm him but he knew that’s the burden he’d have to bear for you.
“So my brother and her were getting real chummy out there or I imagined it?” You giggled as he said that
“She’s having the best time of her life” you laid down on the bed next to him, on your front situating yourself on both of your elbows
“How’s your job going? Anyone bothering you?” he asked you as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ears and kissed your forehead
“Noo” you leaned forward to kiss him and then you got on top of him, he couldn’t have that for long so he flipped you over quickly. You took his jacket off and the t shirt followed, god you have been wanting to touch his bare skin since you got here, it’s been months since you got to have him rubbing against you so intimately, you have missed every little thing, every sound he makes, every whisper of his voice
He didn’t take your dress off, he just pulled your dress over your thighs and took your panties off, you unbuttoned his pants and he was hard already. He pulled the straps down and your bare breasts drove him even more wild.
“You are ethereal, have I ever told you that?” You bit on your lips at the compliment while his lips suckled on your nipples one by one. He looked up at you and the flashes from that night clouded his eyes again, he froze, he couldn’t move, he tried to get off you but you didn’t allow him to
“Hey hey look at me, look into my eyes loki please” you cupped his cheeks and his tears dripped down on your face “I’m safe here with you, you’d never hurt me, never ever”
“How do you know? How am I different from those men that hurt you before?” You felt offended not because of him but for him, how dare he compare your god to worms like those men
“Those men never asked questions like that because they didn’t care whether they were hurting me, that is reason enough for me, don’t you ever compare yourself with those evil men again”
You wiped his eyes and pecked on his lips, wrapping your legs around his waist you pushed his cock inside you slowly, he moaned as he felt your walls clenching around him, it’s been a long time, he placed his head down on your breasts as he pumped in and out of you slowly
“I have missed you darling, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry”
“I know I know..I have missed you inside me too, every night I craved you my god and I wanted to go down on my knees and pray to you but I was afraid you won’t answer me”
He just shook his head in response, he placed his arms around your head and kissed you again, his tongue played with yours while his hips continued to thrust in and out of you. “I love you princess” your eyes teared up, you couldn’t believe your ears. He knew he had to say it even though what he felt for you surpassed something as frivolous as the word love to him, because he didn’t just love you anymore, he worshiped the ground you walked on. But he knew you had been longing to hear it from him and he was going to give you everything.
“You love me?” You smiled and a moan escaped your lips as his cock brushed that sweet nerve Inside you
“Love you, yes, I love you darling and I’ll always love you”
When he finally came, he had you moaning and whimpering under him, it was the most emotionally satisfying sex of his life, the euphoria he felt as he looked into your eyes during both of your orgasms was unmatchable, it fired up every little inch of his skin and he felt it deep in his soul. That void inside him was filled again.
Once he calmed down he grabbed you in his arms and you showered with him, the cold water snapped you out of the bliss for a moment
“I’m sorry, I cannot handle warm water, let me fix it”
“It’s fine loki, just hold me” you held him as tightly as you could and you didn’t hate how cold it was around you, the temperature of his body along with water felt soothing in a way. You wondered how he looked in his natural form, he took another step forward today. He shared his fear and he was trying to move on from that incident. If things were to be like this you knew you’d see him all blue and big soon.
“Do you want to stay the night with me darling?”
“I want to stay all the nights with you” and he smiled genuinely, he seemed happy. That made you happy. He dressed you up in his clothes and you felt as if you were drowning in it but he found it really adorable.
“So if I wouldn’t have come here today, would you just let me go?”
You asked him as you fixed the bed and he rubbed his palm over his neck, from nervousness and guilt as well
“Noo, I wanted to get back to you every moment, I just .. didn’t think I deserved your affection, not even a smidgen of it”
Your eyes teared up as you noticed the sadness and hopelessness in his voice. You laid him down on the bed and got on top of him, he hasn’t been sleeping well and you haven’t been sleeping either, that was going to change tonight.
Didn’t take you both long enough to doze off, he was happy and content having you back in his arms. He has dreamt about this night since the day you left.
But then you woke up to him shivering and shaking, mumbling an apology over and over again, you knew he was thinking about that night again. The nightmares kept reminding him of the abuse he had forced upon you, you forgave him but he didn’t. And you knew it’d take some time for him to move on from that.
So you woke him up gently, wiped the sweat off his skin with your hands, and doused him in soft kisses all over his face until his breathing calmed down
“You’re okay baby, you’re safe, and I’m safe with you, you won’t hurt me I promise” you whispered in his ears softly
“I’m sorry..I’m so sorry” tears filled his eyes, his breathing remained shallow
“Noo no, don’t apologize, everything is okay now, we will get better okay? Go back to sleep”
He has never been so vulnerable in his life, even when he was he had no one to place the balm over his wounds, but now he had you. And the thought overwhelmed him again, he’d get used to you taking care of him like this and then someday you’ll leave him. Then he’ll be all alone again, without his princess to comfort him. The thought hurt him deeply, but there was nothing he could have done about it. So he wrapped his arms around you tightly and allowed himself to feel grateful and happy for this moment that he had you.
And he hoped that these moments and the memories of you will be enough for him to get by when you’re gone.
Summary : Two months pass and you meet loki again at Bruce’s birthday party. Resisting you is harder than he thought it to be
Warning : The usual, 18+ , Some smut, mention of past abuse (if you have gone this far into the series you know what to expect)
Note : This chapter reminded me of lisik
ALT
“Should I go with this black fit dress or this blue one, the blue one reminds me of something grandma used to wear” Charlotte chuckled as she looked at you.
“Go with black, it’s strappy and sexy and you know who’s going to be there” she winked at you and you sighed. It’s been two months, a whole two months since you last saw him, when you proudly stepped out of his room announcing that you’d get him back. Now that you look back at that moment, you feel kind of silly for telling something like that to a god.
You remember the first few days that you spent in your bed, feeling lifeless and staring at the ceiling, you didn’t think you’d survive this heartbreak.
You didn’t try to get in touch with him, you remembered what Bruce said, he needed to heal, and so did you.
You knew Loki would never hurt you like that but that doesn’t mean what happened that night wasn’t traumatising, you couldn’t understand how you always end up in a situation like that. But as hard as it was for you, it was worse for him.
If you’d have done something like that to him you won’t be able to forgive yourself either. He took pride in being that one man you felt safe with, now he thinks he has taken it away from you, but that wasn’t true, you’d always feel safe with him. He was your Loki.
“What are you wearing?” You asked her and her eyes widened
“You want to take me to hulk’s birthday party at avengers tower?” She asked you and you smiled
“First of all do not call him Hulk, he doesn’t like that, secondly he said I can bring a friend and you’re the only one, I still don’t know why I’m invited, I have talked to him like five times since he treated me” She squealed and jumped up and down, her excitement excited you as well
“Oh my god okay I need to find a dress let me see”
A month ago Charlotte was evicted from her apartment so she needed a place to stay. You had a perfect spare room, it was Loki’s idea to get two bedrooms so whenever you two got into an argument he could go there to cool down and relax. He wanted to be around you all the time but he didn’t want to hurt you whenever he got angry. You still got his share of rent from him, you always felt him around you when you walked to work but maybe it was your desperation to see him that made you feel that way.
It was easy to pretend to be alright in front of her or everyone else, but at night when you crawled into your bed all alone and without him by your side you could only cry, you always cried yourself to sleep.
…..
“I’m not coming, tell him that I sent my apologies” Loki stormed out after his training session, Thor was right about losing his brother again, he hadn’t seen Loki smiling in the last two months, since you left he just seemed like a robot working on an autopilot mode.
“Loki it’s his birthday, things have been getting good between you and other avengers, don’t ruin it. Just stay for an hour and then you can go back to sulking in your room” Loki glared at him as he said that
“I do not sulk, what’s with the bags?” Thor shoved all the bags in his hands as soon as Loki finished his words
“New clothes, midgardians tend to change their clothing every now and then, you must try new clothes” Loki rolled his eyes as he stepped inside the room, the bags were thrown in the corner of the room as he made his way to get showered.
He missed you, every little thing you did, he has missed it all. That day after you stormed out on him, he didn’t get in touch with you and he was thankful that you didn’t either, but that didn’t make it any easier for him to go on with what he has done to you and go on without you. He missed his sweet angel mortal in his life, everyday he woke up feeling hollow, and as the day proceeded that void inside him only got bigger and deeper, the only relief he got was when he slept at night and dreamt about you, he was lucky enough to see you, hold you and touch you or when sometimes he followed you to work to make sure nobody out there was bothering you.
He heard your cries at night, that’s when you let the walls down and allowed him to get in, he was linked with you, he wanted to keep you close, but hearing your cries only wounded him, knowing far too well that he was the reason for your misery killed him everyday.
On those nights when he wasn’t fortunate enough to dream about you, he re-lived that night he ruined you over and over again, same nightmare every time and it was a projection of his own memory, he always woke up crying and shuddering for hurting his princess like that. How could he do that to you after everything you have been through? Why wasn’t he strong enough to resist Thanos?
…..
You got ready and looked at yourself in the mirror, the dress was Charlotte’s idea, it was fitting all your curves, and showing heck a lot of cleavage but you have seen the kind of dress people at the tower wore at such parties, you still felt pretty decent
“You look so sexy, Mr hottie better pull you aside and give you much needed loving” your face flushed as you thought about Mr hottie, you haven’t tried to talk to him but that doesn’t mean you haven’t been keeping a tab on him.
You called Thor once every few days to check up on him, in the beginning Loki was not getting better, then Thor started to take care of his meals and made sure he got proper sleep at night. You just wanted him to feel okay again, and then you wanted him to get back to you.
“Thank you, you look gorgeous too” you smiled as you looked at her. She had a gorgeous red dress on that made her look like a movie star, she had that hollywood classic features that actresses like Grace Kelly used to have
“Really? You think Thor would look at me twice?” You smiled as she said that.
“Well he sure would, he broke up with Jane so he’s single and ready to mingle”
“Awesome”
To be frank you weren’t too upset about Jane being gone, she never seemed to respect Loki and held a grudge for something even Thor didn’t care about anymore. She just didn’t like Loki and that was enough for you to hate her.
When you reached the tower you took a deep breath, it’s been a while and there were several memories from worst to better to worst again. As you made your way through security, you spotted Happy Hogan, the head of security
“Sir happy, how are you?” You asked him and he just gave you his usual grumpy look
“I am good, how are you y/n?”
“I’m good, invited to hulk’s birthday and ummm I don’t know why but I have an evite to show for it which I’ll show you in a second if I can find it on my phone..just a second” you blabbed nervously and he shook his head
“No need, get up there and enjoy” he told you and Charlotte gave him a smile, you sighed as you both got in elevator
“Wow that was embarrassing for you”
“I got nervous”
“Don’t get nervous in front of Loki, get sexy, make him realise that he’s missing all that hot bod” you giggled as she said that. Your heart was running a mile per second as you thought about seeing him again, would he even look at you? Did he forget you? Did he move on with someone else? There were several questions and no answers.
When you reached the venue you greeted Natasha and Steve. Then you finally found Bruce and wished him a happy birthday.
“This is my friend Charlotte, we work together and live together”
You introduced her to everyone you met, you saw Penny there too and your heart broke. Why was she there? Was she there with him? For him? The anxiety rose more and more in the pit of your stomach, but as she walked over to you, you smiled
“Hi y/n how are you?”
“I’m fine, how are you, penny?” You didn’t want to come across as rude, it wasn’t her fault that you felt insecure about her past with Loki and if he really did get back together with her, there’s nothing you could do about it
“I’m good now, thanks to Loki” and your heart broke again, what did she mean?
“Thanks to Loki?” Your eyes teared up and her eyes widened
“Oh no not like that, I’m sorry, I just..you know what he did for me few months ago, that’s what I meant”
You took a deep breath, relief surged through your veins
“I’m sorry you had to go through something so awful”
“Thank you, you should go see him, he hasn’t been well lately” you looked at her as she said that. So they weren’t together right?
You got relaxed around her and Charlotte was enjoying the party then finally the one man she wanted to meet walked towards you two
“Oh my god he’s coming towards us, he’s hotter than the sun”
“Okay shhh Calm down” you glared at her
“Okay phewww” you smiled as Thor got closer
“Lady y/n it’s so good to see you again” he kissed the back of your hand like a gentleman and then he looked at Charlotte
“This is my roommate Charlotte”
“Charlotte? That’s a beautiful midgardian name for a beautiful lady” he took her hand in his and she almost fainted.
“Lady y/n can you do me a favor?”
“Sure what is it?” You asked him and he gave you a box
“New shoes for Loki, can you just give him that for me, he must be getting ready still” you looked at him shocked and then you grabbed the box
“Sure yeah um.. yeah I’ll give it to him”
You mumbled nervously
“I assume you remember your way to his chamber”
You smiled as you made your way towards his room, you felt nervous, shaky and your eyes teared up as you thought about seeing his face after so long. What if he doesn’t want to see you or talk to you, what if he’s mean again? Well you could always give him puppy eyes and that would probably work. You knocked on the door twice and then he opened it, he looked like a mess, but a hot mess, he had a black tshirt on paired with a trouser. His eyes teared up as he looked at you
“Y/n?” He called out to you and you smiled
“Gift from Thor” you showed him the shoe box and he took it from you
“Come in” you bit on your lips as you stepped inside. He looked at you up and down, that dress looked sinful on you, he had never seen you dress so sexily before, if he was still your man that dress would end up on the floor right now
You sat down on his bed and you could see the bundle of clothes he had on them
“I just couldn’t figure out what to wear, I’m so confused” you smiled as he said that
“I’ll choose a pair for you” you stood up and looked at the option, the clothes were new you could tell, they still had the tags on
“How come you are here?” He asked you but you didn’t look at him, you were busy choosing a perfect attire for him
“Bruce invited me, we stay in touch” his jaw clenched and nose flared as you said that, what do you mean you stay in touch. He felt jealous, so jealous but you don’t belong to him anymore.
“I’ll get showered” he grabbed a towel and as soon as he got Inside you let out the breath you were holding in. You chose a dark green jacket with white shirt underneath and a black fitted pants, you folded the rest of the clothes and kept it in his closet, your eyes glanced towards his old clothes so you took out an old shirt of him and wrapped it around your body. The shirts you had of him at home were losing his essence. You quickly put it back inside before he would come out and see you acting like a creep.
He stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist and that made you feel flushed so you turned around while he changed
“How are you y/n?”
“I’m okay, you?”
“Alright”
Once he dressed up you turned around again
“You look handsome” he smiled a little as you complimented him. He sat down on the bed to put the socks and the shoes on, but shoes had their laces out and he was so confused. You walked closer to him and got on your knees so you could help him with it. You placed his feet on your thighs and worked the lace, now all he could think about was the conversation he had with you on the couch in your family’s house, your hair kept coming in the way so you pushed them behind you.
His eyes were stuck to your submissive form and the clear view of that flesh you were showing off for him, he was tempted to pull you on top of him and suck several marks on your exposed cleavage. Once you were done with the one shoe you moved onto another, you looked up at him innocently and he was just staring at you with those pretty eyes of his, you could see several emotions flickering through them. Lust, longing, craving, love, that was your Loki. And he was aroused, you could tell. You still affected him and he still cared about you. That was a relief
“All done” you mumbled and stood up,
“Thank you darling” Oh how you have longed to hear that from him
“I’ll see you at the party” you turned around and left, there was a smile on your face that he couldn’t see.
You went back to the party and enjoyed a drink or two, you didn’t go talk to him again, you wanted him to come to you, but he was just staring at you while he sat at the bar drinking. Charlotte and Thor were dancing together, and you smiled as you looked at her. She sent you a filthy gesture with her hands that she was going to suck his cock later. Well You didn’t have to know that
When Thor went to the bar to grab a drink for Char he noticed Loki just glancing at you ever so often
“Go talk to her” Loki shrugged and shook his head
“Nothing has changed, everything is still the same, I’m still the man that destroyed her”
“You know that’s not true and you know that’s not how she feels,
Thor sighed and he went back to Charlotte, Loki wanted to do more than just talk with you but he can’t put your life in danger again. He turned around to get another drink and when he looked back he didn’t find you, he looked around but he couldn’t find you. That worried him. So he stepped out of the lounge quickly and he watched you heading towards the kitchen, he shouldn’t have followed you. He wasn’t strong enough to control himself from touching you if he did, but he couldn’t stop himself either.
He found you ransacking the refrigerator, you were probably looking for a snack or something but then you took out a popsicle and leaned yourself against the refrigerator as you sucked on it. It reminded you of him, that’s how he tasted, cold, hard, flavorsome. He couldn’t stop staring at you as you sucked on that phallus looking ice treat like that. You have always been a little minx and you must have known that he’d follow you
"I know you are there” he smiled when he heard you, once you were satisfied you threw the rest of the popsicle in the sink and washed your hand, he stepped inside the kitchen and walked closer to you
“Are you not afraid of being alone with me darling?” His eyes teared up as he spoke, so did yours, the pain might have subsided but the guilt didn’t lessen. He was still haunted by that night
“Afraid of my god? Never” you walked closer to him and your fingers latched onto his jacket as you pulled him closer, you looked up at him, your lips were so close to each other, he wanted to kiss you and so did you, but both of you were controlling the urge because there were several things that needed to be talked about. He never gave you the chance to talk,
“I’m not your god anymore” he whispered and your eyes teared up more
“You don’t get to decide that, I do, I choose my god and I only know one” you pressed a kiss on his chin and he moaned. Your hands sneaked inside his jacket and you grabbed the back of his neck, he shuddered as felt your nails grazing over his nape
“Where was your god that night? Hmm? Where was he when a monster like me hurt you like that, what is he going to do with me? How would he ever get justice for that?” You felt his pain as he spoke, he was hurting himself every moment for something that wasn’t in his control
“You think this isn’t punishment enough? This distance between us is worse than any punishment” you sucked on his lower lip and that was it, he wasn’t strong enough.
He picked you up and made you sit down on the counter, his hands cupped your cheeks as he kissed you feverishly, your lips felt cold, plump, wet and he was so turned on by that, you clutched onto his jacket and pulled him closer to you wrapping your legs around his waist.
“We need to stop darling, this can’t happen” you looked up at him, he looked tormented and you knew he was thinking about that night
“Do you miss me?” His eyes welled up more
“Why wouldn’t I miss you darling? I have been barely hanging on a thread without you” you wrapped your one arm around his neck and pressed your nose against the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent, god you have missed that more than anything. Your other hand wandered down and you rubbed his bulge over his pants earning a loud breathy moan. He latched his lips on your neck and you threw your head back to give him more space, you both have been starving without each other in the past two months. You pulled the zipper down and he wasn’t wearing a brief underneath so you pulled his cock out to stroke him
“Darling you have to stop” his mouth said something but he wasn’t showing any resistance with his actions
“Make me stop then” you stroked his cock up and down and he was so hard in your fist, every vain in his cock was pulsating with your touch,
“I can’t ..I’m not strong enough to push you away when you get like this, I never was” he pulled you closer and his tongue licked a swipe between the valley of your breasts. You wiped his precum off the tip of his cock and then you looked at him as you sucked your finger in, moaning at his taste.
He was just so entranced by your sexuality, he could never get enough of you he knew that, but then the guilt swooped in again so he took a step back, used his magic to calm himself down and zipped himself up, he placed his arms on the counter next to you so he could get his breathing under control
“I can not keep you safe, I tried and failed, you deserve a man who can keep you safe”
You stepped off the counter as he said that, you hugged him from behind and then you pressed soft kisses on his back before you stepped away
“My safety shouldn’t be your responsibility Loki, if I’m not safe with you, then I’m not safe anywhere and with anybody”
He turned around to look at you
“But I failed you so terribly, how can you even look at me with such adoration after what I did?” You smiled and grabbed his hands in yours
“Because it wasn’t you Loki. It wasn’t you that night, you’re not listening to me. How could I be mad at you for something that hurt you too, that crushed you more than it crushed me? you know what would have been worse? Thanos sending someone else to hurt me, for what it’s worth I’m glad it was your body on top of me that night instead of someone else”
Then you turned around to leave. He wished it was as easy for him to forgive himself the way you forgave him so easily. He didn’t want to lose you but he was afraid of losing you forever. Not just to seperation, but to death. He could have easily killed you that night.
At the end, you’re just a mortal After All and he had several decisions to make for both of you.
Summary: You’ve burned for him for centuries, but you know he sees you as nothing more than a prize to claim. Still, you play his game of teasing and innuendo, but never give in to how badly you crave him. That is until an innocent smell of a flower on Midsummer leaves you with no other choice.
Sitting at one of the small round tables scattered around the courtyard, Astrid loyally back at your side, you felt like you would wilt under the intense heat of the sun. Your skin felt as though a hundred tiny fires had been set ablaze under each individual pore and no amount of waving your silk fan brought any kind of relief. Astrid, for her part, seemed unfazed by the heat, eagerly watching the crowds of people pass by you both.
“It’s rather hot, isn’t it?” You all but panted, waving your fan that little bit harder.
The girl turned to you, eyebrows briefly tugging together. “It’s no hotter than usual, my lady. Cooler than this morning even. Are you feeling well?” She asked, laying a gentle hand on your arm, but retracting it instantly at the heat of your skin. “My lady! You’re burning up! Are you sure you wouldn’t be more comfortable in the shade?” her eyes were wide with concern.
I am so confused and my heart is so happy. This was so damn good I can’t even think of a witty thing to say to this. No funny gifs. Just pure amazement. I am blown away. You did a phenomenal job balancing so many emotions at once, all while keeping the tension.
Summary: Diving head first into BDSM you decide to see someone more experienced for your first time.
Authors note: hi friends! I haven’t written anything in SO long, like actual months, but I’m back with whatever this is!
Warnings: SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+) unprotected sex, BDSM themes throughout, sex work, spanking, use of pet names (good girl, baby, princess), vibrators
It had all started with a simple website, late at night you’d found yourself looking into the darker side of the internet. You’d been single for a while, a recent breakup leaving you wanting as you scrolled through pages of adult content searching for something more. That’s when you found him, there was never a face only his hands and various toys gripped within his large palms. Although you’d always suspected you’d be interested in BDSM, you’d never really taken the plunge properly so to speak. After that first night you found yourself re watching the videos again and again until one night, it wasn’t enough. You’d seen that he did sessions in person and you could request one but it wasn’t until you realised that you lived in the same city that you seriously considered it. You filled out the forms and waited, his website listed all of the do’s and don’ts ranging from what to wear right up to his limits, one of the main ones being the emphasis on sex, he never slept with a client. At this stage you’d do anything just to meet him, let alone fuck him so that was a condition that you were happy to accept as you signed and sent back the forms.
Hi everyone! So I know we are just getting to the really crazy part of Shadows of the Past but I need to slow down updating a bit. I have a pinched nerve in my shoulder blade and it seems to be getting worse, not better. I got steroids and muscle relaxers today so that’s going to slow me down. I’ll post as soon as I can! Thank you all for sticking with me so far, we are getting near the end and I promise it will be worth the wait!
Also…
I’m going to be starting a new story as soon as I finish this one. It will also be Loki x female reader.
The summary so far: You are a soldier in the palace on Asgard and you are already in an established relationship with Loki. After a tragic turn of events you end up on Earth with no memories and Loki, along with everyone else mourns you because they think you didn’t survive. You are picked up by SHIELD and they find your talents for fighting useful. A few years later you are sent on a mission to New Mexico when a hammer falls from the sky…. please let me know if you want to be tagged in this! There will be fluff and angst and some mild smut
Imagine living at Avengers Tower where Loki also lives. After the election, you talk about packing your bags and leaving the country. At night Loki appears next to your bed, asking you to stay.
Written by request of @winterwriter8845 who wanted a Flangstysmutty fic involving Loki. I hope you all enjoy.
It was election night at Stark Tower.
Though there was food and drink everywhere, the atmosphere was more like a wake. Everyone in the room was paying attention to the election results, which had finally been announced. The winning candidate had been one that the Avengers had worked with before. A man who made it clear that he intended to use them as his own persona squad. He was a man whom no one on the team wanted at the helm, but here he was.
But as bad as the news was for the Avengers, they knew it was worse for one other: you.
The others noticed how quiet you had become as the news was announced. It took all you had to not be sick right there as you read the text on the news scroll announcing that the one man you feared most had claimed victory and in a few months, would be sworn in as President of the United States. That man would be your boss.
No one wanted to be the one to break the silence, but it fell to you to do so. Shock soon gave way to fury. Fury at the face of the man whom you loathed most in the word claiming victory.
“I’ve given years of my life to this country, nearly died for it more times than I care to count, and now I’m going to have to answer to him?!” You said, your voice starting low and quickly rising in volume to a shout.
“Y/N.. Stay calm” Natasha started to say. “It’s still early.”
“Stay calm?! He has made it clear more than once that my years of service as a SHIELD agent means nothing to him. I’m sure he will give me my walking papers personally.” You yelled.
“We won’t let that happen.”
“He can’t do anything for several months yet.” Natasha added. “And even then his power is limited. Despite what he may think.
Quickly you had enough of the whole thing and turned to leave.
“Where are you going?” Sam Wilson asked as you passed by.
“To pack my things…or commit treason. Whichever will get me away from answering to him.”
“Please don’t leave Y/N, let us try and sort it out first.” Steve asked gently, already formulating a plan of action. He was not about to let you be given your walking papers if he had anything to say about it.
“Fine but forgive me if I don’t hold my breath. Good night.”
Emotionally and mentally exhausted, you retired to your private quarters for the night. Flopping onto your bed, you buried your face in the pillows and hopped for a fleeting moment that all this was one big nightmare and that you would wake up to good news and breakfast in bed courtesy of a handsome gentleman. A gentleman who just happened to be a God.
Remembering said gentleman, another worry came to your mind. He had mentioned before he left for his mission that there was something he wanted to tell you when he returned. Even though he assured you it was a good thing, after the day’s events, you were uncertain that there was any news he could give you that would make you feel better.
Warnings:SMUT! (18+ only) Explicit sexual content, mutual orgasms, slight marking kink, slight katoptronophilia (mirror sex) mentions of future pregnancy, cursing, slight cock warming, slight implications of loss of virginity/first time together, fluff, my spelling and grammar mistakes. This is fully self-indulgent and I won’t apologize.
Word Count: 779
A/N:I used a little Asgardian in this but it has translations in parentheses. This just popped into my head last night so here? No idea. No idea what the title is? I had nothing.
A/N 2: I do not consent to having my work copied, reposted, or translated in any form onto any other platforms. Reblogs are welcomed.
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Your pleasure soaked mewls bounce off the marbled walls of your shared chambers and echo off the golden walls of the kings’ hall, announcing to the entire palace that you belong to their king in a way that every maiden has dreamed of. He thrusts into your welcoming heat harshly, his slow strokes drawing soft whimpers from you. Satin sheets tangle around his waist as he hovers over you and you scramble for purchase on his lean shoulders, shallow scarlet marks left in wake of your nails; symbols of your love to kiss and remember later. His breath is hot against the shell of your ear, sending shivers of delight down your spine, his words sending flames to your belly and heart. “Ljubim te.” (I love you.)
“Tudi jaz ljubim te,” (I love you too,) you hum, kissing him softly, a contrast to the rhythmic clashing of your bodies.
“I know,” he smirks, nipping at your lower lip and coaxing a moan from you as his fingers dance down the valley of your breasts and the plains of your stomach before teasing your bundle of nerves ever so gently, his cock brushing your g-spot again and again, bringing you closer to release with every stroke of his hips. His lips trail the column of your throat and your collarbone slowly, leaving purple halos in his wake. He repeats the process as you keen, sinking your teeth into the delicate skin of his shoulder and being rewarded with a groan from his sinful lips. Your head falls against the downy, sweat-dampened pillows, eyes slipping shut in ecstasy as his mouth travels lower, his hot tongue lathing over your peaked nipples, causing your back to arch off the bed.
“Open your eyes, my love. Watch what I do to you,” he murmurs against your heated skin.
Your eyes flutter open on his command, gaze meeting the ceiling, or rather the large mirror reflecting your every move that’s mounted above the four-poster bed. Your mouth falls open in a silent gasp as one of your hands’ tangles in his raven strands, tugging gently and pulling another moan from your king. You watch, mesmerized as his hips piston into your velvet heat beneath the thin sheets as you clench around him uncontrollably, nearing the high that only he can give.
“Fuck Loki,” you pant, eyes shifting to his chiseled, pleasure-ridden features before returning to the reflection of your lovemaking. “Don’t stop,” you plead, watching the drive of him against you. The rustling of the sheets accompanies the sounds of your mixed gasps and moans as the cool summer breeze hits your overheated skin through the open french doors. His teeth leave delicate imprints against the sensitive skin of your throat and your fingers card through his hair roughly this time, egging on his slightly erratic, harsh thrusts.
“You look so lovely taking my cock, darling,” he whispers, coaxing another groan from your parted lips. “But you’ll look even more ravishing round with my child,” he growls, delicate digits twisting your sensitive, peaked nipples. The unexpected words and treatment pushes you over the edge as he grinds into you dirtily, cock twitching inside your pulsing walls as he nears his own release.
“I can’t wait to fill you over and over with my seed,” he purrs, teeth scraping against your shoulder gently as you flutter around him and his efforts slow, the warmth of his release filling you deliciously. He rests his forehead against yours, your breath mingling in warm puffs in the small space between you.
You glance down at your union, awe-filled at the sight of his length still fully sheathed in you. “I’ve always wanted a baby girl,” you admit, barely a whisper as a blush creeps up your neck and into your cheeks, your nervous gaze meeting his stormy blue gaze. A loving smile graces his features and you can’t help but return it with your own sheepish one before joining your lips in a passionate, unhurried kiss.
“As have I, my love. You’ll make an excellent queen, and an even better mother,” he promises, arms braced on either side of your head as he dotes kisses across your nose, cheeks, and mouth slowly, pulling giggles from your kiss swollen lips.
“And you’ll make an amazing father,” you return, arms wrapping loosely around his neck. “No doubt our daughter will be as mischievous as you,” you smile, wiggling your eyebrows playfully and laughing at the mock offense written across his face, which quickly changes to his signature, trouble-maker smirk. “One can only hope,” he growls playfully, disappearing under the sheets. “Allow me to show you how mischievous I can be.”
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