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Sugar and Cinnamon

Loki x female reader (AU) / 18+

Chapter 7

Chapter 6

Warnings: contains fluff, smut, sex, alcohol and cigarette consumption, dirty talk, soft!dom/sub vibes, morally grey stuff ...

Note: This chapter originally had ~12k words so I cut it after ~6k words. Next chapter will follow soon!

Back home, Loki considered taking a shower but he decided against it. He didn't want to wash your scent off of his body because if he could smell you on his skin it felt as if you would be here with him.

He undressed completely and climbed into his big bed, pulling the bed sheets up to his hips. He crossed his arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling and reflected on every single moment of the evening, on every single moment with you. Why had he been so jealous when you danced with Matt? You weren't his property and free to do whatever you wanted to do. Paying for your services didn't mean owning you.

Nonetheless, you drove him crazy. Your sassiness, your scent, your perfect body in that damn green dress, your plump lips he wasn't allowed to kiss. What were you doing to him? How could you make him feel like this? Your touch, the way you look at him, the way you speak to him, that stupid stolen kiss. All of this has aroused a yearning in him that went deeper than physical. This night has confirmed it. Simple lust he could handle. He could extinguish it elsewhere, with any faceless, nameless woman who could serve to numb him from his loneliness and he wouldn't even have to pay for it.

You made him burn. Burn with lust and desire and something he didn't dare think about: love. To have all those feelings for you felt so forbidden and you were the forbidden fruit he shouldn't touch. And as if all of this weren't already confusing enough for him, you ran into his arms and hugged him tightly and told him that he may be the only one you would take to this stylish and luxurious but damn impersonal hotel suite.

You had been so passionate and devoted, you sucked him off as if he were the most delicious thing you had ever tasted. With all of your devotion, you let him play with you, and bring you to the full enjoyment of your sexual passion. And you felt so good, to be inside of you and feel you coming all over his cock, free and shameless, was one of the most wonderful feelings he had in a long time. But what he never expected was that he would enjoy it that much to hold you in his arms afterwards. He might have fallen asleep for just half an hour with you snuggled up to him but it has been the best nap he had had in a very long time. The feeling of your relaxed body in his arms, your warmth and cuddling with him, trusting him and showing him how things could be with you under different circumstances, made his heart swell. A heart he thought didn't exist anymore. How should he not fall for you? How should he not want to protect you and be there for you? He'd do anything for you, give everything to you…if you would ask him.

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What the hell were you thinking when you ran into his arms and almost told him that he's the only one you slept with? What about ‘professional distance’ and ‘staying a myth’? What about ‘never develop feelings for a client’? Why do there have to be feelings? They always make things complicated. You shouldn't overestimate cuddling with Luke. He was just being nice because you've been so tired and he didn't want to leave you alone. Even though he had paid for the night and those booked nights ended at midnight sharp and no earlier so it was his right to stay until then. The bad thing was it felt good, too good but you shouldn't forget that you were not a couple and that this man normally doesn't do aftercare and he doesn't have to. It would never happen again but you would never forget how good it felt.

Because of the fact that your date today got cancelled again - you didn't even wonder about it anymore- you met Gabby after visiting your mum. You met her at Central Park again, enjoying the warmth and the sunshine of this wonderful late afternoon.

“So the gala dinner was an absolute banger?” Gabby wanted to know, munching on a hotdog.

“Yes, it absolutely was. And my Mr Hotshot was fabulous. You should've seen his reaction when he saw me in that gorgeous gown,” you gushed.

“How long did it take him to strip you bare and fuck you? Or did he fuck you with that gown on? I hope you didn't fake your orgasm again!” and she took another bite of her hotdog, looking quizzically at you and waiting for you to answer.

“Gabby! Yeah, we drove to the hotel later… but I won't tell you what we did there and how, okay… and no, I didn't fake it!” you said vehemently. “And guess what, he gave me flowers. A wonderful bouquet of self-picked wildflowers.” Your gaze became dreamy while you were raving about Luke.

“He what??" She mumbled with her mouth full.

“Yeah, he gave me flowers and he picked them himself?”

“Girrlll this guy is so irreversibly in love with you…” Gabby purred.

“He's not! He's well-educated and knows how to behave. He's a man with manners. That's all,” you countered.

“Yeah, of course, and he doesn't have enough money to afford a bouquet of hundreds of roses to impress you so he picked some flowers for you,” and she rolled her eyes.

“Is that actually very exhausting?” She wondered.

“Huh?”

“Exhausting… living in such denial?”

“I'm not living in denial, Gab. He is not in love with me. I'm his escort and he just knows how to behave decently. A professional relationship, you remember?” You tried to convince her.

“Hmmhmm… yeah…sure. But… I hope you had the nastiest hard dickin’ ball slapping titties swinging sex with Mr. Hotshot.”

“Gabby… you're so… shameless!” You responded, outraged.

“Yes, dearest, I'm married and I know how things work! That's what girls like us need and deserve. And our men like that, so… be shameless, honey, and take what you want and what you crave for,” she encouraged you.

“Gab, he's my client, not my husband and… he can have me how he wants it, he pays for me and I don't have to ask for things I might like. It's all about him…” you explained.

“Sweetheart, stop annoying me with that ‘he's just my client ‘-shit�� you look too well-fucked for that,” she stated knowingly.

“Gab!” This girl really could annoy you and see right through you at the same time. You didn't know whether you should hate her or love her for that. You decided on the latter.

“He definitely cares about your feelings and desires too so… spill the beans, honey, I need to know everything, and she shoved the last bite of her hotdog into her mouth.

“I won't tell you the details but he was wonderful and… tender. And he always smells so good, it drives me crazy. It's like a drug and I want more and more and more… I love it when a man smells good,” you continued raving about him.

“Yeah, absolutely. It's essential. What fragrance did the hot boy put on for you? Some ‘Bend me over’ or was it more of some ‘Down on your knees’?”

You just huffed and laughed but you didn't answer her question. You definitely won't tell her the sweet dirty details.

“You forgot the ‘Punish me’”, you added. You both laughed wholeheartedly, grateful for having the same kind of humour.

“I hope you moaned at least one of those things into his ear,” she laughingly added.

“No, I didn't. He doesn't do aftercare, you know, but in the end, I fell asleep in his arms and Walker woke us up by nearly cracking up the door because I wasn't back to the car right in time”, you continued and laughed.

“So… let's sum it up: Mr Hotshot gave you a gorgeous evening gown, brought you self-picked flowers, you slept with each other, which seemed to be satisfying for both of you, you fell asleep together… and you're still telling me you're not in love with each other?” Gabby asked unbelievingly.

“Yep, we don't love each other. We're escort and client, nothing else.”

“Let me rephrase that: he fucks you into the bliss, he doesn't do aftercare but he let you use him as a plushie and claim him as your pillow but he's not into you and you are not into him? He most definitely is into you, it's more than obvious and you should keep him because you have definitely a crush on him,” she noted.

“I don't have a crush on him, noo. Why should he love me? He doesn't know who I am, he doesn't know how I look in private, in casual clothes, without that intense makeup and dressed in fancy clothes and not to forget my whole bag of trouble. Why should he like that? He likes unproblematic Sugar, not me.”

“I'm pretty sure he'd like the real you if he knew the real you because you're a wonderful person, adorable and worthy of being loved, and he'd love you in any outfit… preferably without any outfit, I suppose,” and she winked at you.

“I think you both ignore the obvious signs and the obvious truth. You're both in denial. Have your cake and eat it, honey. Keep him and quit that damn escort job.”

“How many times do I have to tell you that I cannot quit the job? I need that money.” the despair in your voice couldn't be overheard.

Gabby smiled lovingly at you, wishing she could help you somehow and get you out of that business.

“When life offers you an opportunity like this, sending you such a man who seems to like you that much and you feel the same way for him, you have to take it, dearie! Don't let him go!”

“I can't, Gab. Please try to understand me. I already feel really bad about letting him pay for me, for my services. But if it calms you down, I'll go on a hiatus next week. I'm going to have a date tomorrow if it does not get cancelled again, and I'm going to meet L … Mr Hotshot once again. Then I've to study and write my thesis. My exams will be soon,” you told her.

“What about making money while you're on hiatus?” she asked you concernedly.

“I won't have any income during that time. I won't have time to meet clients. Rhea already knows about it,” you explained.

“That sucks.”

“Yeah, that sucks but I have some saved money so I can make ends meet.”

You refused to think this through. To go on that inevitable hiatus would throw you back financially and you most likely had to consider sleeping with more clients than just Luke after returning to escort services. A horrible idea and it makes you feel nauseous.

“If you say so. I hope you can get back to your former job soon. It's not a healthy way to live the way you do right now. Mentally and physically. I'm concerned about you.”

You just nodded and took a deep breath. You knew Gabby was right. You quickly needed a solution.

“I barely dare to ask again but… can I please see the photo of Mr Hotshot? I'd love to know what the man looks like who makes you that… happy,” Gabby asked you cautiously.

“You know I don't reveal my clients…”

“Y/n… please, let me see him. I don't want to lose you again to someone who hurts you again like that bloody asshole. You deserve to be happy. You know I always said that damn jerk had evil eyes…please. You know I won't tell anyone,” she begged you.

“Yeah, I know." First, you hesitated but then you took your phone out of your purse and opened your photo gallery and showed her Luke's photo. This picture of him never failed to give you a pleasant feeling in your belly.

Gabby stared at it for several minutes, frowning but she said nothing. When she wanted to give it back to you, she accidentally swiped to the next photo and kept holding your phone.

“Wait… let me see this.”

“Is everything okay, Gab?”

She was frowning more than before when she saw Luke's photo and swiped through the other three photos of your clients.

“Hey, what are you doing? Give it back, please,” you asked her.

“Are these guys your dates?”

“Yes… why do you ask?” You wondered.

“I'm sure I've seen their faces somewhere, a long time ago… ten years or so…,” Gabby replied, still staring at the pics.

“You know them?” You wanted to know.

“No, I don't know them, not personally and I can't remember their names but… they seem familiar…who's this?” And she pointed to one of the pics.

“That's Mr. Rogers, Steve Rogers.”

“And who's this guy?"

“Mr. Lang, Scott Lang…” you were curious what the fuss was all about.

“Who is he?"

“Mr. Bruce Banner… I'm going to meet him tomorrow,” you told her.

“Have you ever heard of the Avengers?” Gabby said after frowning some more and processing your answers.

“No. Should I?” You asked, astonished.

“They saved New York more than ten years ago when the city got attacked by Aliens. You have never heard about that?” She wondered and looked quizzically at you.

“No, just briefly. I lived in my happy bubble in the UK at that time, I was in my early twenties and more interested in meeting my friends and partying with them.” You responded apologetically.

“Hm, okay, I understand. I lived near New York City when it happened so I saw them on the news and in the newspapers but I can never remember or recall names, I'm so bad at remembering names,” Gabby laughed.

She swiped to Luke's photo again, trying to remember his name but she couldn't figure it out.

“What's his name? His real name is obviously not ‘Mr Hotshot’ but he's definitely hot. He looks nice and his eyes are gorgeous,” and she grinned at you.

“So he has your blessing and he's allowed to meet and fuck me?” and you both chuckled in unison. “His name is Luke. Luke Larsson,” and the softness in your voice told her that you were definitely smitten with him.

“No, dear this is not his name, I'm pretty sure. I really don't remember his real name but it was definitely not ‘Luke Larsson’. Maybe you should try to find out who he is and what he has to do with the Avengers. Maybe he recommended you to them. I don't think it's a coincidence that they've booked you. But I always thought none of them were living here anymore. It was said they all left shortly after the failed invasion and saving the City. Does Rhea know about all this? I mean, didn't she tell you something?” Gabby questioned curiously.

“As far as I know she has been living here in New York for two years now and more than ten years ago she lived with her then-boyfriend for several years in the Australian outback… sex, drugs, rock’n roll, you know? I'm sure she doesn't know any details of that incident. Also…she's obliged to keep our clients' affairs secretive and it's not forbidden to use an alias. She never talks about the private things of us escort ladies or the clients. It's up to us and them what we want to tell each other. And our safety is always guaranteed, so…” You shrugged your shoulders and looked at her.

“Honestly, Gab, I don't care. Does it change anything when I know who they are and what they did or what they're doing now? The less I know about my client's private life the better. And if Luke or whatever his name is, recommended me to his friends, it just tells me that he was pleased with me. He maybe wants me to meet people he knows so that I can meet nice men and that's very kind of him. And it's nothing I should complain about.”

“Yeah…yeah maybe you're right,” and she passed your phone back to you.

“And I told you that I'm not interested in a relationship with him. Luke is nice and decent and he makes my job more bearable. That's all I need to know, Gab,” you explained to her calmly.

You changed the topic and after some more chit-chat and talking nonsense about this and that you said your goodbyes and you both went home.

Before you went to bed, you took Luke's scarf out of the drawer of your dresser and let your fingertips trail over the embroidered initials. So L L didn't seem to stand for ‘Luke Larsson’. Should you do some research? Did you want to do it? Did you want to find out who he really was? For now, you decided against it. You had your secrets too and so did he. You wouldn't like it either if he researched you and your life. He had the same right as you to be a person with a mystery.

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The week went by, appointments got canceled again but you still got paid for it and that was the only thing that mattered to you. Before you'd meet Luke again, you had had just one appointment with a certain Mr Banner. You escorted him to a scientific congress but he wasn't really interested in it and so he invited you to a nice little bistro to have some delicious food, some drinks and some interesting chats. He was extremely kind and accommodating. He also invited you to a delicious dessert… it seemed possible that a special someone had told him about your weakness for desserts and you grinned inwardly.

Loki let you make the decision where you wanted to go with him. In the end, you both decided to go to a nightclub other than Vivian's Velvet to avoid meeting one of your former clients. You both wanted to be undisturbed and not under observation by your colleagues or possibly former clients. You two sat at the bar, chatting and had the first drink of the evening. You couldn't take your eyes off him. He was such a feast for the eyes, tempting and beautiful to look at. A dark green shirt, the first two buttons undone, the sleeves rolled up, a tie very loosely tied like a scarf around his neck, tight black dress trousers and black Oxfords, his pretty face framed by his long obsidian, soft curls. You were so blessed that this stunning-looking man wanted to meet you again and again and his charming and loving manner enveloped you with maximum human warmth.

“I wanted to ask you something the last time we met but I totally forgot about it. Do you have my scarf? I lost it after our first night and I'm sure I forgot it in the hotel suite,” Loki asked during your conversation.

“No…no I don't have it,” you lied, “I'm so sorry that you lost it, it was a really pretty scarf. I loved the colours,” and you took a sip of your cocktail. You were a bad liar and you hoped he wouldn't recognise.

Loki knew that you lied. As an experienced liar himself he clearly sensed you were lying. But why? It was just a scarf. Why would you want to keep it?

“Yeah, okay. I just thought you could've found it before you left the suite that night…never mind…You owe me a dance, Sugar,” he changed the topic immediately.

“Oh yes, I'm sure no Mr Smith will take me away from you tonight,” you joked and smiled at him. Loki rolled his eyes, annoyingly grinning.

“Hey, Luke, what are you doing here?” Someone behind him asked and patted his shoulder. You both turned around and you nearly spilled your drink and dropped your cocktail glass while Loki stayed cool and collected. Your reaction didn't go unnoticed by him.

“Hey, Scott. What are you doing here?” Loki replied.

“Oh, I visited my daughter, had some drinks here and I'm on my way home now. How's it going, mate?”

“I'm fine, thanks. It's been a while since we met.” Loki swallowed thickly and cleared his throat.

“Yeah, absolutely. I'm not very often in NY, you know…Oh, hello beautiful lady, I'm Scott Lang, an old friend of Luke,” Scott said towards you, offering his hand for a handshake.

“Hey, I'm Candy, I'm a friend of Luke, too,” you replied, unsure what else to say. You could never predict how a former client would react when he met you in the wild. It is always complicated when you meet a former client and you're on a date with another man. It's always an awkward situation, especially for both men.

“Nice to meet you…ahm…yeah, I think I'm leaving now, I didn't mean to disturb you. Have a nice evening guys,” Scott said, waved at you and left.

You were glad that Scott didn't show that he already knew you and you appreciated his discretion. Most men feel embarrassed when they have to confirm that they have dates with escorts or call girls.

“I'm so sorry, Luke. That wasn't supposed to happen. I hope it's okay for you that your friend knows now that you hired an escort,” you questioned him, layers of guilty feelings in your voice.

“Everything is fine, Sugar. Let him know, I don't care. Has he been nice to you when he met you?”

“Yes, he was, we had a really funny evening and I laughed a lot.”

“Did you…,” he asked quietly.

“No, I didn't even kiss him when he asked for it.”

Loki stared deeply into your eyes. There was something undefined in his gaze. Should you ask him if he had something to do with the appointment you had with Scott? No, the less you knew the better.

“Why did you tell him your name is ‘Candy’? It's the second time you're doing that,” he asked curiously.

“He doesn't need to know how you call me… come, dance with me,” and you pulled him with you to the dance floor. You didn't want to talk about it further.

The tension between you two while dancing was palpable and you couldn't resist being permanently physical with each other. You danced your own version of dirty dancing, swaying your hips to the beat of the latest and hottest songs, never letting go of each other. He teased you by slowly rolling his hips against yours, touching your butt, and making you drench your panties further whenever he let his fingers trail over your flanks or thighs. You provoked with disreputable movements with your hips and you couldn't resist rubbing your butt all over his cock, making him harden. You pressed your back against his chest, one arm reaching behind you, curling your fingers around his nape, and he snaked an arm around your waist to make sure you were staying close to him. A courtship dance, a danced request for having sex or maybe a danced version of a slowly developing love.

Sweaty and thirsty, you two left the dance floor after dancing three songs long, heading for the bar and ordering drinks, whisky for him and something sweet and fruity for you. He pulled you closer to him, he had a massive tent in his trousers and he forced his muscular thigh between your legs. Not only to hide his engorged cock but also to make you rub yourself over his thigh. You knew how to turn him on and he knew he had the same effect on you. He held you firmly, his arm wrapped around your waist, his hand on your ass cheek. It made you throbbing with anticipation for the things to come and you felt so good and naughty. Why did you always feel so good and self-confident around him?

“Can you feel it? It's all your doing, sweet thing,” he murmured, pressing his hard-on to your groin.

“It's my job, sweet boy,” you said lasciviously, your hand leisurely placed on his shoulder.

Could he please stop calling you ‘sweet thing’? It did things to you, you didn't want. No, you wanted it and that was your problem. This guy was trouble from the very first time you met him.

You leaned forward to grab your cocktail from the bar's countertop, your dress giving him a view of a bosom so beautiful it seemed enchanting. Your black mini dress with the flared, slightly swirling skirt, the amazing neckline, long, tight-fitting lace sleeves, a zipper on the front and a fabric belt emphasizing your wonderful waist, was a temptation in itself. Not to talk about the high-heeled, knee-high leather boots. Your whole outfit not only screamed ‘partyyy’, it also screamed ‘sin’.

He wanted nothing more than to touch every inch of you, drowning in your warm embrace. Should he ask you for another night? A further night of debauched passion and pleasure? He also wanted to spend as much time with you as possible, talking to you, and enjoying your pleasant company. You always make him feel comfortable and less alone, with or without sex. But he refused to show you how much he liked you. He didn't want you to see his vulnerability when it came to feelings, no matter what kind of feelings it was. But he couldn't resist your incredible charm and beauty. He feared he was slowly developing an obsession with you.

“I want to bed you again, Sugar. But not in that damn hotel. Would you come with me to my apartment? Do you trust me enough to do that?” And he traced a finger over your shoulder to your cleavage.

His request took you off guard. The expression on your face was a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

“Are you sure you want to take me home with you?”

“Yes, Sugar, I am sure,” He said, staring lovingly into your eyes. “Walker can drive us and wait for you. You'd be safe and protected by him and he can rescue you when I'm going to fuck you to heaven until you scream my name,” he offered with a mischievous smile on his lips.

“I don't want to be rescued,” you laughed lightly and hugged him, still feeling his hard-on pressed against your hip.

“I hope you fuck me to heaven… and yes, I'd love to go with you,” you answered his unexpected request.

You sent a message to Rhea and Walker so they could make sure you got your travel bag with your personal things. When you and Loki had enough of clubbing and loud music, you left the nightclub and asked Walker to drive you to Loki's penthouse in New Jersey. After you both had taken your seats in the limousine’s backseat, Walker looked at you through the rear-view mirror.

“Is everything alright, Miss Black?” He asked you politely, giving you a concerned gaze. It was always a risk to drive an escort to a client's private place.

“Yes, Walker, everything is fine,” and you gave him a reassuring gaze and nodded in agreement to show him you did it voluntarily and consensually. Walker nodded back and started a staring contest with Loki. If looks could kill… it wasn't sure who would win this battle. Both men were definitely eager to protect you, each one in his own way.

“I want you all for myself,” Loki whispered into your ear, nibbling at your earlobe down to your throat. It made you shiver.

“Walker, could you please put up the partition, please? We need some privacy,” and Walker did what you asked him for.

“Get your panties off. Now!” Loki growled, groping you as soon as you were separated visually and acoustically from Walker by the partition. He waited the whole evening to finally get you out of your undies.

You obeyed and gave him your lace thong. He took a sniff, humming with desire when he smelled your heavenly scent and stuffed your panty into his pocket.

“Spread your legs for me, Sugar,” and he pulled the zipper down to free your breasts. Your nipples hardened almost instantly when you felt the cool air on your heated skin.

“What are you up to?” you questioned.

“Punishing you!” he murmured darkly.

“Why? I did nothing…” and your arousal grew when his fingers explored your exposed breasts.

“Shhhhshh…don't argue with me, sweet thing. You know exactly what you did.” Of course, you did and you willingly spread your legs for him.

“Wider, sweet thing. Be my good girl and take what I'm going to give to you.”

He licked and sucked gently at your throat, avoiding leaving marks, down to your collarbones and your breasts, sucking a nipple into his mouth and letting his tongue circle it. You leaned your head against the backrest of the backseat to give him further access to your neck. Loki rubbed his fingers gently through your wet folds and circled with his finger nimbly and skillfully around your clit. You moaned blissfully and lasciviously.

“You like it, don't you? You're so wet and just for me,” he murmured against your throat and his cock twitched impatiently against the zipper of his now too-tight trousers.

You couldn't suppress a whimper and you whimpered even more when he slid his middle finger into your clenching cunt, adding a second finger, curling them up and teasing your sensitive spot. He moved his fingers quickly in and out of you and his thumb tenderly torturing your throbbing clit. His mouth never left your throat and you moaned shamelessly, needy to cum. Your fingers found one of your nipples and you pinched it and rolled it between your fingers, adding to the sensation.

Loki gasped, massively turned on by you and how you responded to his sweet torture and how you were pleasuring yourself as well.

“Did you really think you could rub your sweet ass over my cock, making me hard as a rock without consequences? You did it on purpose, hmm? You little minx,” he murmured against the heated skin of your throat before he started licking and kissing the soft flesh again. His actions were gentle but merciless, he gave you barely a chance to answer and your breathing became heavier with every stroke of his fingers.

“I'll make you cum and don't you dare fake it, my sweet thing,” and he kept on finger-fucking you.

“I won't, …I promise,” you moaned, his sweet torture making your head spin.

The way he manhandled you and touched you was so good that there was no need to fake anything. You extremely liked what he did with you and you were more than willing to succumb to him.

“Cum for me, look at me and cum all over my hand, he ordered, his dark voice soft like velvet.

“I want to watch you falling apart for me!”

You obeyed and his lustful gaze at you pushed you right over the edge. You closed your eyes and covered your mouth with one hand to muffle your scream when you came, your back arching, your legs shaking and your toes curling. Loki couldn't stop staring at you, his mouth open, taking in the view of this gorgeous woman in his arms, falling shamelessly apart. With some more slow strokes of his fingers, he let you ride out your climax until you fell limp in his arms and rested your head against his chest, nuzzling your nose into his chest hair.

“You're mean,” you moaned and gasped for air, licking your lips.

“Am I? You seemed to enjoy it,” he chuckled. He rubbed the fingers which were covered in your juices over your lips and forced them gently into your mouth to give you a little taste of yourself before he finally licked his fingers clean. He did it extensively because he didn't want to waste any droplets of your juices.

“You taste delicious, sweet thing.” He was so naughty and looked so hot, you hoped for more later this evening. He was still rock-hard and his trousers got tighter with every minute he held you in his arms and smelled your arousal. You always drove him wild.

“Can I have my panties back, please?”

“No, I'll keep it. It's just fair, isn't it?” and he grinned at you.

“What are you implying?”

“You have my scarf, I have your lace.” his signature smirk curved his lips.

“I don't have your…,” you tried to defend yourself.

“My sweet thing tells me sweet little lies… but I'm fine with that, Sugar. Don't feel bad about it,” and he pressed a gentle kiss to your collarbone before he pulled your zipper up again.

“Want me to return the favour? You must be aching for relief?” you asked him softly and sat up again, caressing his thigh.

“No, sweet thing. I can wait. This was just about you. Just enjoy the bliss I just gave you, sweets,” he murmured and cupped your cheek gently, still holding you tight and looking deep into your eyes.

“Thank you Luke,” you said quietly.

“No need to thank me, sweets. I love to spoil you, you gorgeous woman,” he said lovingly.

He should stop doing this, otherwise you'll never manage to get back to the professional distance.

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hrefna-the-raven · 11 months

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Tome of Fate

Masterlist

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4

Chapter 5 (finale)

Summary: This is basically an AU story about Loki, prince of Jotunheim, and the reader, princess of Asgard, meeting in the Utgardhall's library.

Loki drinks up some courage to confess his feelings to you :)

Words: 2013

Warnings: drunkenness, smut (18+)

As all of you stumbled into the local tavern, the air thick with the smell of stale ale and sweat, he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his chest. He'd never been drawn to the rough and tumble atmosphere of the local watering hole, full of brawny warriors, foreign merchants and rough-hewn townsfolk. But tonight felt different. Tonight he was here with you and the anticipation just as the anxiety of ruining the blossoming friendship were almost too much to bear. At the same time, you were busy fighting your own battles against your anxious mind, being torn between the curiosity of observing the full spectrum of the inhabitants and visitors of Utgard and the discomfort caused by being stuck amidst so many people, this was a foreign place after all. As you sat down at a table in the corner of the tavern, you scooted close to Loki, your hand finding his under the table, holding it tightly, giving him a shy smile. Bjalki continued to bring the finest and strongest ale to the table and you started to ease up after the third drink, coming to the conclusion that Loki's friends actually were good at heart despite mostly acting coarsely. You believed it to be the Jotun way and you could somewhat relate to it, almost sure that you might have grown up to become the same if you had to survive in Jotunheim's rough climate. As the night wore on and the group was shouting, laughing and drinking to their hearts' content, Loki became increasingly talkative and it seemed as if he tried to impress you with his jokes and antics, recounting the tale of him getting into a heavy flyting with the brother of an elven princess in a desperate attempt to escape the marriage to be arranged between him and her. Loki levied several insults on the prince, accusing him of being a coward and mocking his arrogance for doubting a frost giant to be neither intelligent nor good enough to become his sister's husband.

"You did what?", you laughed at his antics.

"I called him the greatest coward claiming that when arrows are loosed, here barely dare peep from behind his shield.”, Loki slurred.

"Why didn't you just marry her?", you asked, a slight tremble in your voice.

"She was not my type", he stated quietly, swaying a little on his seat while he took another gulp from his jug.

“His type seems to rather revolve around tiny Aesir women”, Simul chuckled, winking at you.

The prince shot her an angry glance which only earned him a hearty laugh from her. A few drinks later, Guma started making out with Bjalki at the counter while Simul disappeared with another Jotun, leaving Loki and you alone, while he felt a sting of jealousy at his friends finding love and company so naturally. He sighed, knowing that this was probably his only chance to make a move before you headed back to Asgard. He downed mug after mug of ale until he was too drunk to stand but finally lost that last bit of his composure and restraint, that last part of the wall holding him back from the wave of undeniable attraction towards that beautiful soul of yours. So he took a deep breath and held your hand on his chest.

"My Princess!", he slurred, "I have something to tell you!"

"What is it, Loki?", you rolled your eyes in a faint attempt to hide the blush.

"I know this is probably the ale talking, but I just had to tell you," he slurred, “I've had feelings for you since the first time I met you in that library!", his voice cracked at the last part, being louder than he anticipated.

You couldn't help but laugh at his drunken confession, not failing to notice the touch of sincerity in his words.

"I mean it," he said as he leaned in closer to you, his warm ale ridden breath fanning over your face, his raspy voice growing dangerously low and urgent, "I've never felt this way about anyone before."

You smiled, your eyes sparkling in the dim light of the tavern.

"I believe you, my prince" you said softly, pecking his cheek, “even though you're very veeeery drunk”, you giggled groggily.

"Yes, I am drunk. But that doesn't make my feelings any less true. I would do anything for you, my lady. I would even...I would even fight a dragon for you!"

"Loki, there are no dragons in Jotunheim."

"Well, then I would find a dragon and bring it here just to prove my love for you!", Loki pouted playfully.

"Loki, you don't need to prove anything. Just be yourself."

"That's the problem, my princess”, he purred, “when I'm myself, I can't help but be mischievous", Loki grinned, suddenly feeling very dizzy.

His hand wrapped around your neck and he pulled you close, his lips crashing on yours in a heated drunken kiss. His lips felt cold but soft at the same time and you almost whimpered as his tongue ran over your lower lip, demanding entrance. You pulled away, panting, your mind racing to desperately decipher what just happened and what consequences giving into it would drag along.

“Loki, I...”, you whispered, unsure of what you wanted to tell him, avoiding his gaze.

“We should head back to the palace”, he leaned his head against yours, his nose nudging your soft hair, your sweet floral scent filling his nostrils as a dark groan rumbled deep in his chest.

Both of you got up and left the tavern, staggering along the way back to the palace, or more precisely, your room. You weren't sure what exactly you would allow to happen when you arrived at your destination but the warmth of the alcohol cursing through your system and the pooling heat between your legs inevitably pushed you to continue walking.

As soon as the door fell shut, Loki pinned you against it, one hand sneaking around your waist as he slammed the other against the wood beside your face, bending down so he faced you directly, gaze flickering to yours, his crimson eyes filled with primal desire and a hint of nervousness.

“Princess, I-”, he breathed but you cut him off, capturing him in another heated kiss.

Your tongue slipped past his lips, dancing around his while your hands wrapped around his neck in a desperate attempt to pull him closer. Loki could sense the urgency and need in the swirls of your tongue and it ignited a primal need within him. He broke the kiss with a feral growl, lifted you effortlessly and carried you towards the bed, placing you gently on the furs. His ruby eyes gazed deeply into your soul, leaving you captivated and yearning for more.

“Loki”, you moaned, eyes falling shut while your hands tugged at his tunic.

Loki yearned for intimacy with you, to experience the sensation of your touch and your soft skin pressed against his chilly, blue form. He desired to express his affection for you by satisfying your every desire in a sacred union of body and soul, a moment that would last for eternity. Nonetheless, his heart was riddled with doubts as you moaned with delight beneath him.

“Princess, I-I-I”, he stammered, the drunken courage suddenly leaving him as a barely audible confession left his lips, “I've never done this before.”

He anticipated being ridiculed when he revealed that despite being a formidable Jotun prince, he had never been intimate with a woman until now. However, to his surprise, you did not judge him and instead when he looked into your eyes, he found nothing but comforting affection once the initial surprise subsided.

“Then I would love to be your first, my prince”, you spoke softly, your hand cupping his cheek.

You felt a strange tingling sensation and your eyes widened at the sight of a pale blue mist engulfing both of you, dissipating your clothes, revealing his large cock as he positioned himself above your suddenly naked body. You gasped in surprise, your right hand instinctively moving up, fingers delicately wrapping around his throbbing member. Loki moaned your name, his hips bucking into your touch. Your hands on him felt divine, filling him with warm sinful bliss. You stroked him slowly, smearing the drop of precum around his tip, eyes hungrily fixed on him as you licked your lips. In the twinkling of an eye something snapped in Loki. His usual calm restraint self vanished, replaced by an overwhelming untamed craving, unleashing the beast he didn't know was trapped within him. One of his hands shot to your chest, pressing down with force and pushing your entire body further up until his face was dangerously close to your slick folds. He bit your inner thigh before he ran his nose up to your wetness, deeply inhaling the scent of your sweet arousal before burying his tongue inside you. Your head fell back, your hips jerking at the sudden sensation and a shiver ran down your spine as Loki's feral groan rang out to your ears, his tongue eagerly thrusting deeper inside of you, lapping at your juices like a thirsty animal.

“Loki ooooh”, you moaned, your fingers scratching at his scalp, pushing his head down while you were grinding against him.

The prince instantly stopped, lifting his head, staring mindlessly at you, his thoughts growing increasingly hazy as your taste and smell invaded all his senses as you laid trembling before him. His body moved up, the tip of his cock pressed against your entrance while his hand now wandered to your shoulder, his long fingers digging into the soft flesh, still holding you in place.

“Princess, I-I-”, he hissed, a last faint attempt to pull himself together and resisting the unbearable urge of ruining you, “don't know if I can resist this an-”

His words fell silent at the luscious sensation of your hips jerking up, his cock being swallowed by your wet folds, gliding inside. You shuddered at the coldness of him buried deeply in your heat, he felt unlike any other man and you weren't sure if you'd ever want another after this. He was like an unblemished sin. This tall gorgeous chaste and yet wild prince filling you up so perfectly, the sound of his deep groans echoing through the room as he continued rutting into you at a fast pace, bringing you both closer to the edge with every thrust. Loki lowered his torso, burying his face in the crook of your neck, dragging his tongue over your sensitive skin as he kept on grunting into your ear like a feral creature, drowning both of you in the abyss of the purest form of pleasure. As your walls clenched around his cock and he spilled his cold seed into you, coming undone broke any barriers that held both of you up, a mist of pale blue and emerald surrounded your bodies and the crackling sounds of your combined seidr grew louder. Suddenly, your control caved in and the mist exploded, shattering the mirror next to the bed into a million fragments, the frame hitting the floor with a loud thud. Despite the chaotic outburst, the closeness between you remained unbroken. Loki panted heavily, feeling as if he was floating, lost in his own thoughts and emotions. The room spun around him, a blur of colours and sounds that he couldn't quite make sense of invading his hazy mind as he blinked and looked down at you. He had never felt this way before, never experienced such a rush of sensation that seemed to consume him entirely. As you lay there, catching your breath and basking in the aftershocks of your orgasm, you couldn't help but marvel at the man who had brought you to such heights. You could have never foreseen that a simple conversation with the prince of Jotunheim and a drunken night at the tavern would result in something so profound, just like how you never thought you would develop strong feelings for him. However, now you found yourself entwined with Loki Laufeyson, forming an unbreakable bond that was sealed with the intimacy of your bodies intertwined.

Note: I'm not entirely satisfied with this chapter but I'll post it for now to avoid withdrawal symptoms from the lack of Jotun Loki smut :-p

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Hear me now (Jotun Loki x Female Reader AU) (18+)

Read chapter 26 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 27

Summary : You get an unpleasant surprise at work that leads to one more revelation about Loki's ability

Warning: Mention of murder, Panic attack

"I want to apologize for naming our furbaby.. Cat" you chuckled as he said that. Cat was sitting on the mat placed next to the bathtub while you two were soaking in it. You had to leave for work in two hours but you didn't want to leave him at all.

"Don't apologize. I thought it was really adorable especially because of the way you did it" you turned your head to smile at him then you kissed him softly, the memory of him showing you the C letter page in the alphabet book refreshed in your head "Did you really want to name her Cat? Or I misunderstood?"

He smiled at the question.

"I most definitely wanted to name her Cat, it seemed befitting to me" he chuckled.

"It's definitely very creative" you giggled as you turned around and cupped his cheeks to kiss him.

"Is the water bothering you?" You kept it lukewarm so it wouldn't hurt any of you. You realized that you won't be able to take baths with him during the winter season because he won't be able to take the hot water and you won't be able to tolerate the cold temperature. So you sort of found a midway.

"I should be asking you that darling, it's really freezing out there and you do not have that thermostat technology in your apartment" he clutched his hands around your hair and pulled you in for a kiss as soon as he was done speaking.

"I'm okay, the cold doesn't really bother me when I'm squished against you like this" you placed a kiss on his neck and he pulled you even closer, it was as if he was trying to morph you into himself.

"Okay kitten we are going to shower now, and then I am helping you with breakfast. Would you mind making those chicken sandwiches for me like you used to?"

"Mmm I do not mind at all Blublu, what else?"

"What else?" He asked you as he pulled the drain and you felt the water level decreasing.

"Let me feed you until you are full up till here" his eyes teared up as you pointed towards his chest. He loved being pampered like this. He loved how tender you were to him, he loved being your Blublu.

"I do love being fed"

"Then you'll be fed properly today" you giggled as he made you stand up. After showering you put a sweater on along with woolen pajamas. It was colder than usual today for some reason.

He cut up the chicken in small pieces so you can saute it for the sandwich accordingly. Meanwhile you prepared the eggs and steak for him, you really did want to spoil him today and there wasn't much you were able to do except feed him, you didn't have money like that .

"Ummm does Alvis like chicken sandwiches?" You asked him and he looked at you curiously

"He's just three, he enjoys whatever he is being fed" you smiled and nodded. Then you felt his arms wrapping around you.

"But you know what? he will definitely enjoy everything you would make for him" he whispered softly and you stopped doing whatever you were doing.

"Loki I .. I don't know if I am ready.."

"I know sweetheart, I know you are not, but we can talk about it whenever you are ready, alright?" You nodded as relief washed over you, you didn't want to rush into anything. You turned around to look at him and smiled.

"Thank you bluey.. I just, I just want you to know that no matter what my decision will be I'll never ever make you choose between us or make you leave him" you mumbled as you tucked his hair behind his ears and he smiled.

"I know you well enough darling, as I said, we will talk about it whenever you are ready to talk about it" he pressed kisses on your cheeks then he stepped away to take your work clothes out and get them ready for you to wear. You thought about what he said, but will you ever be ready? You didn't know a thing about being a mother, you never had one to learn from. You sure thought about bearing his children but there was a difference between a fantasy and wanting to do something for real.

After breakfast you got ready, Natasha and Bruce had their engagement party in the evening and you didn't have much time to buy them something, but you figured that you'd get a gift when you get paid next week. You also felt awful that you won't be able to take bluey there as much as you wanted to.

Natasha told you yesterday that she would quit the job at the store as Bruce didn't want her to work since he was providing for them. He asked for her wish and he wouldn't have gone against it but she herself didn't want to struggle anymore.

You were mopping the floor of the confectionery aisle when you noticed the commotion at the check out corner and your eyes widened in fear. It was Tony Stark surrounded by several bodyguards. What was he doing here? You didn't understand. All of a sudden your manager called you and you felt your heart pumping. Did he find out about Bluey? About Rogers? Why was he there?

When you reached the counter, you avoided looking at Stark.

"Uhh you called me?" Your manager Carol looked at you and she raised her brow.

"Mr Stark here wants to talk to you" she told you and you nodded.

"Sir you can use my office to talk" she started walking so you followed her and Stark followed you with his men. Was he going to kill you? You hoped not.

Once inside her office he sat down on her chair and Carol left. He had the aura of a diva and the heart of a sadist. He would laugh and enjoy whenever Rogers would hurt your sweet Bluey during his time in captivity. You feared him, him and Rogers shared the same brain cell.

"You used to work at my research facility, am I right or am I right?" He asked you and you nodded in yes then you shook your head.

"I mean yes you are right. I did work at Stark research facility. I was the janitor there.. morning shift" he made a clicking noise with his mouth and stood up.

"Hmmm, now I'm not going to beat around the bush but an informer told me that Rogers had his man after you because he had an inkling about you being involved in the disappearance of the creature yada yada yada " you controlled your facial expressions because you didn't want to get in more trouble. He already knew enough.

"I don't know what you are talking about, he had a man after me? I was just a janitor there "

"I'm sure you don't honey" he smiled and his guard gave him a gun that was for sure locked and loaded. Your eyes widened in fear. The sight of the gun almost sent you into a panic mode.

"Please I..I don't know anything about the creature or what happened to him"

Your eyes teared up, you hated that you had to address your sweet boy like that and he chuckled.

"Oh no I am not going to kill you, I might look horrible but I'm just a practical man, you don't mess with my business I don't mess with your life, now once out of this office , you are going to take me to your place, my men will do a quick search and if I don't find anything suspicious I'll leave and you'd never see me again, am I clear?" Tears dripped down your cheeks as he said that.

"Am I clear?" He yelled this time and you flinched and nodded frantically.

His demeanor was menacing and he wanted revenge, you could tell.

You wished you could have somehow informed bluey but it was impossible. They were watching you like a hawk. Tony didn't allow you to get out of his sight, his men followed you closely. You stepped outside the store with them and got inside his car. Then he asked you to give your address to the driver so you complied immediately.

"You live alone?" He questioned so you shook your head

"I have..I have a boyfriend"

Once you reached inside the building your heart started to beat rapidly. You can't let them hurt him or take him away again. For a moment you forgot how strong he was. When you reached the door you took out your keys but Tony stopped you and asked you to knock instead, his men were ready with their guns and you were ready to jump in front of him.

Your eyes teared up as you heard the knob twisting and you closed your eyes. This was all going to go to hell, your happiness wouldn't last long you should have known.

"Darling, who are these people?" You opened your eyes as he said that, your eyes widened in shock as you looked at the man standing on the other side. He had the same voice as bluey, was he bluey?

"I uhh this is Mister Tony Stark from Stark industries" you mumbled as you got inside. You couldn't stop staring at him. He wasn't blue anymore and he looked like a man. A handsome sexy man but a normal human man, his long hair was tied up in a bun, he had the shirt on that you got for him.

Stark walked past you two and you looked at his men intruding as if the space belonged to them. The freezer was gone too, you didn't understand anything.

"Nothing " one of his guards told Stark and he sighed in response, he was frustrated and disappointed you could tell.

"Who are you?" Stark asked Loki, or you hoped that's who he was

"I'm her boyfriend Luke, this is our home, you can't barge in like this" he had the same voice but his accent sounded more American.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm Tony fucking Stark and I can do whatever I want" Loki glared at him at the disrespect. Thankfully he heard their footsteps approaching and he knew you weren't alone, his sharp hearing aided him today. He just hoped they didn't hurt you or even touched you because he wouldn't tolerate that.

"Get out of our home" he snapped at Stark.

"You call this dump a home" Tony snickered and you grabbed Loki's arm to stop him from losing his cool, you caressed his forearms softly with your nails to call him down, even his skin felt normal like a human.

"Told you I'd leave once my doubt is cleared" Tony smiled at you as he walked out and his minions followed him like a dog.

As he left the building he instructed one of them to keep an eye on you. He had you under suspicion now.

You locked the door properly and then you turned around to look at him. As he walked towards you so you took a step behind and hit the door.

"It's me darling, look..look" a green shimmer surrounded him and you looked at him all wide eyed. You knew it was him, you just didn't understand how it was even possible for him to do something like that. It just seemed physically, scientifically impossible. Not that the things he has done until now were exactly normal.

He walked closer to you and cupped your cheeks.

"Darling, did those bastards harm you?" Your eyes welled up at the question. They didn't harm you yet but you know they will. You remembered the gun, how he scared you with it and that sent your whole body into a state of anxiety.

"I can't..I can't breathe..I can't breathe " your voice came out all whispery so he picked you up, walked towards the couch and sat down on it with you on top of him. He rubbed your back in circles and pressed your head against his chest.

"Take a deep breath and then exhale slowly, I got you darling,I am here" he whispered softly and you did what he asked you to do. Then you repeated the motion several times. You were having a panic attack, you somehow managed to keep yourself in check in front of the Stark and his minions but the thought truly scared you now. What they would have done if he wouldn't have disguised himself? They were ready to attack him and take him away.

"Uhhh how did you..how did you do that?"

"I have had anxiety attacks before little one"

"No I..you looked human..you looked like a man" you mumbled and he waved his fingers slowly as if he was hitting the keys of the piano and morphed into the man again.

"Ohhh woww" you caressed his skin and he smiled. He looked the same but different, his ruby eyes were replaced with green, his marks were gone, skin smooth as marble, his hair remained the same but the color looked darker because of the contrast with his fair pale skin, soft pink lips replaced the soft blue ones.

"I can actually morph into other humans too but this is how I'd look if I was a mere mortal or asga..so yes I can do this" he mumbled nervously.

"Who are you?" Your question wasn't asked out of discontent but mere curiosity and bewilderment, he knew it must be shocking for you to see him doing things like that so effortlessly.

"I am Loki from Asgard" he told you and you scrunch your forehead in response.

"Wait ..Asgard?..Asgard from..Norse mythology?" You looked at him confused.

"It's.. not a myth.. I think"

Your mouth opened wide, you were totally not connecting the dots before, you just thought his name was Loki. Just Loki. Everytime he tells you something about his past you have this same look of wonderment in your eyes "But not everything you read is the complete truth, it's not exactly accurate but I'm sure it was written by someone who knew of our existence"

You nodded as he said that, too stunned to say anything in revert.

"Did he touch you little one?" You shook your head and he pulled you in for a hug, it was weird hugging him like that.

"So do you feel heat in this form as well?"

"I ..I can manage my temperature fairly well in this form, not entirely but upto an extent but I do not like looking this way, it reminds me of everything I have tried to forget in the past thirty years" his eyes teared up. He was hiding several things about his past and that surely came with how he had lived for thousands of years, that didn't surprise you much of course, but maybe you weren't ready to hear and see everything at once. Your mind would explode.

"Shift back "

"What?"

"Bring bluey back " your eyes filled with tears so he morphed again and you wrapped him in a tight embrace. If being in that form hurt him then you'd never want him to feel that way. Besides, you fell in love with him like this and that's how you wanted him.

"So Asgard is a real planet, different from ours?"

"A different realm yes"

"And you're the god Loki?"

"I suppose yes" he raised his brows and you took a deep breath.

"Okay umm okay where is the freezer?"

"It's there, you just can not see it, the vacant space is just an illusion" he waved his fingers again and the freezer was back to its place. An illusion? A fucking illusion. That's when you realized that Him healing other people and being able to heal quickly was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Are you overwhelmed?" He asked you softly as he caressed your cheeks and you nodded

"A little but it's not because of you, I just..never thought things like that could be real but you are all real ..you are magical and a god" he caressed your back and you placed your head down on his chest.

"You're not safe out there anymore darling" he mumbled softly and you hummed.

"But I can't hide here, that would only make him more suspicious" he nodded as you said that. He can't have your life in danger again, he can't lose you again, he has already lost you once and then you almost died again, he has to keep you safe or he'll never forgive himself. It was only because of him you were on the radar of such horrible human beings to begin with.

"I'm so stupid, I kept wondering how you got here from Alaska so quickly. You disguised yourself right?"

"I did, I just.. I was worried about you seeing me like that" you raised your brows as he said that.

"Worried? Why?"

You caressed his cheeks softly and his eyes teared up so he closed them and leaned into your touch, a small smile printed on his lips but he didn't seem happy.

"Loki, why were you worried?" You asked him again as he didn't respond. His answer did break you though.

"I just.. I had this fear that once you see me like that, you wouldn't want to love me like this. I was scared that you would prefer me in that form"

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holdmytesseract · 5 months

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moodboard by @chennqingg <3

The Most Beautiful Flower

Jotun!King!Loki x fem!Æsir!Queen!Reader

Summary: Some side effects of the pregnancy with the twins unlocked several body insecurities, causing your husband to think of a plan to cheer you up and convince you of your beauty.

Warnings: body insecurities, pregnancy stuff, suggestive smut, tooth rotting fluff, Loki being an absolute sweetheart and most loving, caring, supporting hubby ever, protective Loki, nudity

Word Count: 3,6k

a/n: This oneshot is based on a request @eleniblue had. 😊 Thank you for this, my friend! I hope you're going to like it! 😊

Ps. Chapter Two of 'Through the Years' will be posted on Thursday! 😁

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You stood in front of the wide full-length mirror of yours and Loki's bedroom; looking at yourself. You had just taken a bath with the help of two maidens, but preferred to get fully dressed alone.

Yes... Being now nine months pregnant with Jotun twins was everything but easy. Your feet often hurt and were swollen. Your back ached from all the weight it had to carry. You also were so much more sensitive now. Especially to touch, of course - which could be great, but also annoying.

The worst of all, though, was that you were freezing even more! You didn't know that it was possible, but... Oh, it was. Only logical with two Frost Giant babies growing within you... There were nights when even Loki's body warmth wasn't enough to keep you from freezing. Several furs and blankets were needed, until you were practically wrapped up in a cocoon. And that was only the 'beginning'... The healers told you that it was quite possible for more 'side effects' to occur - and you still had about four months to go...

You looked with critical eyes over your body; seeing several stretch marks, water retention in your legs, swollen feet and even some small freezer burn marks - especially on your belly. Not to mention that you gained a lot of weight throughout this pregnancy.

You sighed; body insecurities kicking in. This is far from beautiful, you thought. This isn't how a queen should look like... You ran your hands down the bare skin of your lower back and over your big bump, which were your twins. Tears gathered in the corners of your eyes; your mind planting even more dark thoughts within your brain. What if Loki won't find me attractive anymore? What if he thinks I'm ugly? The maelstrom of negativity pulled you deeper and deeper with no chances of escape. What if he won't bed me any-

Your train of thoughts got harshly interrupted by a pair of pleasantly warm hands, which landed on your hips and glided forwards to cup your growing bump. You gasped. Touch sensitivity.

"What's that frown on your face about, my love?" The deep, velvety timbre of your husband's voice urged to your ears. Combined with the kiss he bestowed upon your bare shoulder, caused goosebumps to form on your entire body.

You were about to answer, as one of your twins gave a nudge against Loki's palm, making the king chuckle. "Someone is enjoying the touch of their father," he stated; letting his one hand roam to feel for more movement of his offspring. "Seems like they are well and healthy. What did the healers say this morning, Flower?" You nodded and placed your hands on Loki's way bigger ones; enjoying the touch nevertheless. "They are, my love. Healthy and growing as they should." Loki inhaled the scent of your freshly washed hair and cleaned skin, before lowering his head to kiss your shoulder once again. "That is good to hear. I never had doubts, though. Not with such a strong, powerful woman being their mother." Your heart skipped of course a beat at his words - but the darkness lurked within your head still.

Loki lifted his lips from your skin with a soft pop, before he looked up to meet your eyes in the mirror. "Now, my queen... Tell me... What is that frown doing on the beautiful face of yours?"

You swallowed hard; tried desperately to suppress the upcoming tears. "Nothing, my king. I was just thinking." "Thinking? About what?" Your husband asked; pressing his tall frame against yours. You shook your head. You didn't want him to see how weak and vulnerable you were in this moment. You didn't want his pity. You should be strong... Be his warrior goddess. But you weren't.

"Nothing important, Loki," you lied and turned around in his embrace to give him a fake smile.

Your husband looked intensely at you for a moment; frowning. He sensed that something was off. He knew. He wasn't blind, neither stupid. But he also didn't want to pressure you into talking to him - so he played it off.

"Alright, my love."

Over the next days, the Jotun king made sure to always have an eye on you. Sure, he was already watching you like a hawk; barely leaving you alone. After all, you were carrying his children. His primal instinct left him no other choice than to look after his pregnant wife. And honestly? He wouldn't want it any other way. He must protect what was his.

Now, though, he watched you even closer; trying to figure out what exactly was bothering you - and he soon got his answer...

Some days, you were awake before him. Nothing unusual, but now that you were pregnant, it happened more often. Just like that day.

You were standing in front of the mirror - once more looking at your unattractive self. Usually, you did that when Loki was away and couldn't notice, but this time... You thought he was asleep, but unbeknownst to you, he wasn't...

Loki shifted inside the bed; arm reaching out to feel for you, but your side of the bed was cold and empty. She's already awake and up, the king thought. He was about to settle down again and continue to sleep, when he suddenly heard a heartbreaking sigh. Frowning, he turned on his back and blinked his eyes open. His bare abs clenched as he sat up; ruby eyes searching for the origin of said sigh. Then he saw you. Standing in front of the mirror; only dressed in undergarments. Your gaze was focused on a deep stretch mark on the side of your left hip. The moment Loki saw a tear running down the side of your face, he knew. It fell like scales from his eyes. It all made sense now. Your strange behaviour. Why you avoided his touch more often and hid your body from him; avoiding him seeing you naked.

The changes your body went through during pregnancy was bothering you. You were insecure.

His heart ached upon watching this; knowing exactly what you must be thinking. He wanted to jump up from the bed, run over to you and scream at you how utterly beautiful you were to him, but he knew he couldn't. You were clearly trying to hide this from him. If he would confront you now, you'd feel caught and probably even embarrassed. So, heavy-heartedly, Loki quietly laid back down; pretending to be asleep. But his mind was working; searching for a way to make those dreadful insecurities go away - and it didn't take him long to figure out a plan...

"My king, where are you taking me? I know you said it is a surprise - and I really don't wish to ruin this, but... My feet are hurting. I'm afraid I won't be able to walk much longer..." Your hand was entwined with Loki's, as he led you - carefully and slowly, blindfolded to somewhere only he knew.

He said he wanted to take you out a bit, but make it a surprise and not tell you where. Just the two of you. No guards. No interruptions. You agreed, of course; trusting him with your life.

"I know, my darling Flower. Apologies. We'll arrive soon," he said; squeezing your hand in a reassuring manner. Sure, you had a carriage for about half the way, but the rest had to be reached on foot. "Is everything else alright? Beside the aching feet?" Loki stopped for a moment, to check on your well-being. You nodded; smiling softly. "We're good, love." "Good." Loki pressed his lips against your forehead; kissing you softly.

"Let us walk on. We have almost reached our destination."

You couldn't deny, that you were quite curious about Loki's plans - and you really thought about it a lot. But you hadn't anticipated what was awaiting you, once the king announced that you had arrived...

"Are you ready, Y/N?" You nodded excitedly; free hand roaming your baby bump. "Yes!" "Alright." You felt how Loki let go of your hand and took a step closer to you; the ground rustling beneath his feet. "Brace yourself, Flower." He was audibly smiling, while he gently untied the blindfold on the back of your head. Once he did that, he stepped aside. "Open your eyes, my queen." You did, of course, causing a gasp immediately to leave your lips.

You were in the forest. But not on Jotunheim... This was Asgard. A big picnic blanket was spread out on the ground, with a lot of things to eat splayed out on top of it. Asgardian food. Your gaze travelled further. Behind the blanket, there was- "No way, Loki..." Your eyes widened. "You... You took me to-" Loki appeared in your field of view; smiling. "To our lake, yes." You felt how your eyes started to water immediately.

The little lake in the forests beside the Asgardian training camp. The lake where you and the king met; spend a lot of time in and falling helplessly in love with each other in the end. This small lake was a big and important part of yours and Loki's life. And now he had taken you there. It had been quite a few years since you lastly saw the lake. Too much was going on in both yours and Loki's life. Until now...

"Oh, my love this... This is amazing." You cried - happy tears. "It's so great to be here again. So many memories are connected to this place..." Loki nodded; wrapping you up in the tightest hug possible. "Indeed. I love being back here as well." "How do I deserve this? For you to take me here?" The king just shrugged his shoulders with a smile. "Does a man in love needs a reason to take out the woman he loves?"

Of course, Loki had his reason - but he didn't want to confront you with it just now.

"I-I suppose not," you answered; softly blushing at his charming words. "See? Now let's dig into the food, shall we? I'm starving."

After the delicious food the royal Asgardian kitchen of the palace had prepared for you was eaten, Loki had thought of a way to approach the body insecurities you had developed.

"Darling," Loki started; getting your attention. "It's a beautiful warm day today... Would you like to go for a swim?" The king noticed how your demeanour shifted immediately. You felt visibly uncomfortable; eyes widening. "A-A swim?" "Yes," Loki said with a smile; already starting to get rid of his armour and loincloth. Your eyes widened even more - if that was possible as you watched him getting naked. "Skinny dipping?" You squeaked up; almost shocked. "Sure, my love. It is how we met, isn't it?" He smiled smugly; giving you a smouldering look. "So... Are you joining me?" Your husband was about to get rid of the loincloth, covering his most private parts, when you stopped him. "L-Loki, stop, please, I-" He halted immediately in his movements; beautiful ruby eyes meeting your Y/E/C ones.

"What is it, Flower?" "I-I-" You stammered out; not knowing what to say. "Nothing, I just..." Loki's eyebrows slanted; a soft expression taking over his face. "My queen... I know there's something wrong. I already knew it for days - weeks, even... I noticed. I'm not blind, darling. I just didn't pressure you into talking to me; hoping you'd probably come to me on your own, but..." He reached for your hand; gently taking it in his bigger one. "Please... Don't shut me out. Talk to me."

You sighed; bottom lip trembling dangerously. That was exactly what you wanted to prevent from happening - but well, you weren't able to. He had seen it. Now it was already too late anyway. Hiding was impossible.

"Please..." Loki whispered and lifted your chin gently with his thumb and forefinger. The touch causing a gasp to leave your lips; feeling the touch sensitivity once more.

"I-I'm afraid that... That you don't find me attractive anymore." With those words leaving your lips, Loki had been proven right. This was about your body insecurities.

"What? But why, my love? Why would I ever find you unattractive?" You blinked; trying again to suppress the tears. "Be-Because I've gained weight since I'm pregnant... I'm far from the beautiful and strong woman you married. I have stretch marks. I have swollen feet. There a water retention in my legs and even freezer-" Loki couldn't listen to this any longer. How you talked so ill of yourself. So, he intervened.

"Y/N, no. Let me me stop you right here," your husband said in a serious voice; his heart aching and bleeding. "Please don't talk like that about yourself. Please." "But-" He shook his head, interrupting you straight again. "No, my queen, you are listening to me now." Loki took both your hands in his now; making you look at him. "Your body is changing, yes - but... Flower... You are pregnant. It's normal for your body to change. It's natural." He stated softly; squeezing your hands. "And by the holy roots of Yggdrasil, please... Please don't think that I find you less attractive because of that. Norns, no! Quite the opposite... I find myself being more attracted towards you than ever before."

You blinked; unable to process his words. Could this be true? "W-What? You... What? H-How? I-I mean..."

"How?" Loki couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Darling, you are practically glowing! Your skin is so soft and sensitive. Every touch feels like an igniting spark. I love that you gained weight, because..." He started; hungry eyes wandering over your whole body. "Everything got bigger - and I mean that in the sexiest way possible." He winked - and you blushed. "Your bum got bigger - don't think I haven't noticed that, because I have." Another wink. "Your baby bump, of course. My two favourite ladies..." His eyes settled on your chest for a moment. "And those thighs... Look at them." Loki ran his palms up the sides of your legs, up to your hips. "Delicious. How could I not want you?"

You just stared at him, at a loss of words; listening to everything he said.

The king's ruby eyes were trained on your swollen stomach once more, "I don't care about stretch marks or freezer burn marks or water retention." hands following suit. "All I care about is yours and our children's well-being. Your body is performing a miracle, darling. You are growing our twins. Carrying and nurturing them. This is more than I could've ever asked for."

You weren't able to hold back your tears any longer. His words touched you deeply; were like balm for your wounded soul. "R-Really?" You stammered out; eyes searching his. Loki smiled; was towering above you by now. "Really. Every word I just spoke is true. You are truly the most beautiful woman in all the nine realms. My beautiful, unique, special flower."

You softly smiled at him through the tears; still a bit insecure, but not as much as you were before. Cupping your husband's cheeks, you pulled him down for a kiss - which he gladly returned; and you didn't let go of him. You kept your lips locked to his; needing all his love and attention. You literally took the king's breath away and at some point he desperately needed to breathe, so he let one hand wander to your side; fingertips gently starting to tickle you.

Due to the pregnancy you were more ticklish than before. Therefore caused your husband's small tickling attack your immediate retreat from his sinful lips to let out a hearty giggle.

"Loki, s-stop, I-" He just smirked; mischief sparkling in his ruby eyes. He started to tickle you even more, using his other hand too - until you were not just giggling, but laughing. "Lokiiii! P-Please, I-" "Only if you promise to not hide your beauty from me anymore and take a swim with me." "O-Ho-Hokay, I- I promise!" Loki stopped then; turning his tickling into caressing. "There you go, my love." He smiled lovingly down at you and bestowed another kiss upon your lips. "Now come." The king got rid of the last item of clothing which prevented him from being nude, then walked straight into the lake - giving you a delicious view of his glorious, peachy butt, firm, strong thighs and muscular back. You swallowed hard; trying desperately to not get impure thoughts right now.

He dipped underneath the water; getting his whole body wet, before he re-emerged; shaking the water out of his luscious raven curls. You bit your lip at the sight; thighs clenching together instantly. "Are you going to join me now, my queen? I promise, here is nobody but us. We are alone." You nodded; taking a deep breath and started to undress. Loki watched your every move; his eyes not leaving your body once again. You couldn't help but to blush under his stunning, deep ruby eyes.

Slowly, you moved to get up from the picnic blanket - which was a tricky task by now. "Shall I help you, Flower?" Loki asked; was ready to jump to your side immediately. "No, no, it's okay. I got it, my love." You reassured him and in the end made it to stand up.

Loki was watching you as you took careful steps towards the shore of the lake; a smile upon his lips. Being the gentleman he was, he helped you inside the water, of course.

"You look like a goddess, my love. Truly beautiful." "T-Thank you." You took his hand; letting him guide you into the lake. Loki's other hand was immediately on your hip to support you; helping you swim over to the familiar stones, on which you could lean onto. You placed your arms on the edge; supporting yourself. Loki swam up behind you; embracing you and resting his head in the crook of your neck.

"This is wonderful, Loki. Thank you for taking me here. I didn't realise how much I missed this place - until now." You felt him nodding. "Me too, Y/N. It's great to relive old memories here." "Mhm... Definitely. When I think back to when we met..." You started; giggling. "You were such a handsome, arrogant asshole - it drove me crazy how perfect, yet annoying you were." The king chuckled. "Well, I guess you are right. I was. I just didn't know how to get along with those sudden, strange feelings I harboured for you." "Understandable." Another chuckle. "I never thought I'd get you back after all that happened, but... Look at us now... We are married, the king and queen of Jotunheim and expecting offspring." "Crazy, isn't it?" Loki pulled you a little closer; planting several kisses on the wet skin of your neck. "Mhhh... Crazy but real."

Pleasant silence spread between the two of you. You were both just enjoying the warmth of the sun, the soft breeze rustling the trees and the sound of the nature around you; bathing in each other's proximity - until Loki broke the silence again...

He inhaled a deep breath; burying his nose in your hair. "You know what I'd love to do now, Flower?" You shook your head; completely unaware of the not so innocent thoughts ghosting through your husband's mind. "No, my king. Enlighten me, please?" Loki smirked - unbeknownst to you and lowered his head, only to press his soft lips against the shell of your ear. "I'd love to ravish you right here on that very stone, like I almost did on that very day a few years ago. Finish what I- we started. Can you remember, darling?" He whispered, causing a shiver to run down your spine; eyes widening.

Oh and how you remembered that day! After all, he had almost taken your innocence...

"O-Of course I remember." Your husband chuckled darkly, "Would you like that, my precious Flower? Making love for real this time? Without being afraid of getting caught while doing such a forbidden thing?" and pressed his hips up against your bottom; eliciting a soft moan from your lips. You felt how your brain fogged up; arousal flooding your veins. You turned around in his embrace; Y/E/C eyes literally dripping with want. "I-I would love to, m-my king."

You were about to dip your hand past the water surface and reach for the throbbing desire between his legs, when he suddenly reached for your hand; stopping you. You looked up, meeting his gaze. There was undeniable arousal in his rubies as well, but love and care overweight the lust - as if he had realised something. A switch in his head turned.

He shook his head; averting his eyes. "Apologies, my love, but I think we rather shouldn't do that."

You frowned at his words; your built up self-confidence almost crashing down again. Wasn't he the one who insisted this? Wasn't he the one who-

"I don't want to hurt you, you know - or Norns forbid, our children. You are nine months pregnant, Y/N. Making love on a stone beside a lake isn't perhaps the best option. Especially not for your back. You need to be comfortable - and a stone is the exact opposite."

You blinked. Oh...

Blushing, you nodded. "Perhaps, yes, my king." Loki smiled; pressing a sweet kiss on your lips. "Let's get you back home in our chambers and I promise you that I am going to show you tonight how attractive I think you are, sweet Flower. My queen needs to be thoroughly worshipped, like she deserves - and I hate that I wasn't able to do this in a long time, but tonight, I'm going to make up for it, darling, I swear by the holy roots of Yggdrasil."

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lokisgoodgirl · 9 months

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Asgard's Greatest Lover [Brodinsons]

Part of the Brother Collection A link to my regular Masterlist is HERE Summary: An offhand comment leads to a salty trip down memory lane. (w/c 1.4k) Warnings: Squabbling. D*ck measuring contests to fluff. Implied smut references.

“Loki, she’s looking over-” Despite best efforts to ignore it, the meaty elbow jostling the god’s ribs made him wince. “Loki, look, in the stand yonder. She’s looking, Loki- look” Thor boomed excitedly, bouncing in his seat. “Will you desist?” Loki spat, hissing under his breath.

He could feel blood warming his cheeks, the volume of Thor's attempt at subtlety making him wish a portal would swallow him whole. He shouldn't have come. He didn't even like tennis. And yet, as always, here he was. With his public embarrassment of a brother. Loki grimaced as Thor began to point.

“But look hence...she noticed you! Perhaps she wishes to bid us good day.” He began to raise his arm, the start of a floppy wave which would likely be seen from space. “Wave, Loki- look, brother, see-!” Loki’s hand shot out, forcing the over-excited gesture down. “She’s wondering if you have utterly lost control of your faculties, brother;” Loki snarled, trying his best to look menacing. “As am I.”

Thor chortled, straightening a muscle vest which was three sizes too small. “Oh, Loki. You never have been very good at this sort of thing,” he sighed, letting his enthused gaze roam up and down the pristine grass court as Stark Industries friends and family took their seats. “It truly is a boon that you have one such as I to guide you in this romantic endeavour.” Loki raised his brows. He knew he shouldn’t take the bait. Especially in public. Especially today. But it was just too tempting.

“Whatever could you mean, brother?” he crooned, giving his most stoic side-eye with a tilt of his chin. He felt Thor bristle, telltale nervous fingering of blonde strands behind his ear letting Loki know the warning pitch of his voice had hit as intended.

“Well, Loki, it’s no secret that your love life has been fraught with unfortunate malaise where seduction is concerned,” “Unfortunate?” Loki said coldly, “I wouldn’t call a reputation as Asgard’s greatest lover unfortunate.”

Thor spluttered, shaking his head with sanctimonious laughter. “Ah, my little brother. I do admire the unshakeable esteem with which you hold your delusions.”

The dark brother’s grip tightened on the bleacher bench. “And I suppose you believe that title belongs to you, does it?” he sneered through gritted teeth. Poison flecked the words, dripping from his tongue like venom from a fang. Thor’s eyes narrowed. “I have the relic which proves it,” he shrugged.

“The one our mother gave you in solace when Jane left?” Loki snarled, “Pathetic. I doubt she even knew what it truly meant, just echoed your boorish claims thinking it was based in chivalry,” he paused. “At least, I hope that was her intent.” They stared at each other in pregnant silence.

“It matters not that mother gifted me said ceramic receptacle,” Thor said through gritted teeth. “What matters is, that my legend reaches far beyond the bifrost to bedchambers across nine realms, brother.” A shit-eating grin spread across his face. “Whereas yours is rather more contained to the palace servant quarters.” “That was one instance,” Loki spat, “and she was the most comely chambermaid we’d ever had.” “I’m sure,” Thor huffed, rolling his eyes. He brought one fist in front of Loki’s face, flexing an ostentatious bulge of bicep. “I was too busy giving the princess of Nilfheim a shudder of my very special thunder to notice.” He smirked, delivering a slow wink to punctuate his prowess. “She was never the same afterwards, you know.” Loki stared open mouthed, before he burst into raucous laughter.

From across the court, Steve immediately stood with a snap; hands on his hips with the most uptight death glare Loki had ever seen. “This is tennis,” Steve squawked. “For gosh’s sakes, have some respect.”

Through tears of mirth, Loki saw you cover your mouth with your hand to stifle a giggle. She recognises that Rogers is ridiculous, he thought. Good. That’s good.

Regaining his composure, Loki straightened. He smoothed his hair behind his ears, picking up the gauntlet his brother had carelessly cast down.

“Never the same. Quite.” he mused thoughtfully, collecting himself. “I can believe that your relentless dry-thrusting, lack of imagination and moans which sound suspiciously like the name of your talisman would scar her for life, yes.” “Leave Mjölnir out of this,” Thor snapped. Loki smirked, eyes wandering casually to where you sat. “The rumours are true then. Interesting.” he murmured slyly. Thor crossed and re-crossed his legs, the bleacher creaking beneath his weight. “She was perfectly satisfied,” the blonde grumbled, shifting his feet. Loki snorted. “Brother, you could not satisfy a woman if the key to unlocking her pleasure was written in parchment and propped upon her belly.” Thor stared, blankly. “Ah, yes – I forgot. A woman’s pleasure is not your forte is it,” Loki sneered, casting a quick glance towards his brother’s reddening face. “From what I heard, your attempts have been tragic at worst and laughable at best-” “Loki,” Thor warned, glancing anxiously at the people filling the seats behind them. But Loki continued, un-phased.

“Did you truly think you were to rub it with your chin?” He let out a harsh ooo, before sucking the air between his teeth.

“Those unfortunate women,” he drawled with feigned solemnity. “They didn’t want to hurt your feelings. ‘Asgard’s greatest lover’...please.” Thor tried to speak then thought better of it. Loki felt the glee begin to rise in his chest as he tasted victory in the air. “I felt moved for her when she hobbled from your chambers, poor thing. What did she cite for her impromptu departure, I wonder? Headache, was it?” He looked at his brother. The glazed look of bamboozled betrayal in his eyes told Loki that he was in fact, correct.

“Thankfully, I had just run a rather luxurious bath for myself which the lady found most soothing to aid her discomfort,” Loki purred, throwing his scarlet-faced sibling a knowing glance. “She was very grateful for my healing hands. And other anatomical attentions.”

Thor stared with slack-jawed disbelief.

The dark-haired god flicked his keen gaze towards you again. He let his eyes track up the skin of your bare calf, glinting in the afternoon sun. Supple, he pondered; thanking the Norns for the light breeze which rustled your skirt. On cue, you sipped from a large water bottle. Loki smirked.

“I was not aware that I was now a figure of such...ridicule. How times have changed.” Loki frowned as his moment of voyeurism was disturbed by Thor’s quiet mewl. With a sigh of resignation he swivelled, their knees touching. He reached for his brother’s hand, lowering his chin with sincerity in his eyes.

“Brother, that is not so” Loki said softly, “you have always been a figure of ridicule.”

Thor let out a shaky laugh, nodding. “I can always count on you to cheer me, brother” he said, patting Loki’s hand. Loki nodded once in acknowledgement. “Perhaps the next time you think yourself above me in the art of seduction, you will remember this conversation.”

“One can hope,” Thor chirped.

Loki rolled his eyes, retracting his hand. Polite clapping erupted as the first of the day’s players walked onto the court, waving at the crowds. He could feel Rogers suspicious stare burning into him from the other side of the grass, but he paid it no mind. “You truly think the odds are in my favour, brother?” Loki murmured thoughtfully, nodding subtly in your direction.

The two of them craned to catch a glimpse, the figure of his affections now half-obscured by a sea of lesser bodies. Your demure facial expression gave nothing away, but a pat on the shoulder from Natasha soon made you break into a dazzling smile. How she is not a goddess, I shall never know, Loki pondered; feeling his heart melt into his stomach and transform to a sea of butterflies. The redhead nudged her chin upwards, urging you to look up where the two gods stood. Staring. “Gods,” Loki hissed regretfully, continuing to clap like a fool. There was nothing else to be done. The boorishness of his brother had once again drawn the wrong kind of attention. But try as he might, he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Perhaps she has some magic of her own, he mused.

Thor’s elbow jostled against his ribs, “I told you, Loki” he chortled, “god of chaos or not, I would say that the odds are most definitely in your favour where your lady is concerned.” “Truly?” Loki breathed, his heart beating faster as you gave him a small, bashful wave. “Truly,” Thor said, giving his brother’s shoulder a comforting squeeze.

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chantsdemarins · 1 year

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Okay this actually goes with my next chapter High Moon 🌙 but it’s not quite ready so here’s Loki because we know he’s….ready. 😉😉😉😉

5/9/23

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 5 months

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.⋆｡Lost Souls Part 2｡⋆.

The Lost Princess Chapter 8

Jotun!Loki x plus size reader

With the discovery of who Loki really is, Y/N returns to the avengers determined to forget him, but things are never that simple

Warnings: arranged marriage, angst, enhanced!reader, swearing, age gap, angst, depression, sickness, fluff, smut (finally), loss of virginity, minimal foreplay, some confessions, unprotected sex, bit of praise kink

WC: 3k

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

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Snow whipped around her violently, slicing into her skin like tiny knives. Huge columns of ice surrounded her, caging her in a frozen maze which she could never hope to escape alone.

Fear clawed up her belly as Y/N snapped her head around, eyes wide, desperately searching for a way out. “This isn't the palace!” She screamed into oblivion but, of course, received no answer back.

There was a light in the distance, just barely shining through the haze of the storm, tempting her towards the unknown. An ache deep in her chest pulled her forwards, guiding her through the frozen forest until she reached a humble cabin tucked between to particularly large columns. It was quite obviously not built with a Frost Giant in mind given its small size. It rather looked like it was made for a human.

A dying candle in the window was the only light emanating from the otherwise dark house. The storm was beginning to grow worse so Y/N picked up her pace until she found herself at the doorstep.

She had only a moment of hesitation before she placed her hand upon the doorknob and let the heavy wood swing outwards, tempting her inside. The wind screamed as she stepped into the cabin, adding to the dread that was slowly building inside her.

The door slammed shut behind her, making Y/N jump. “Jesus Christ.” She muttered to herself, eager to hear something besides the frantic beating of her heart. The candle flickered, the wick almost completely gone now.

There came a groan from the darkness, it was weak and sickly like the sound a dying animal would make in its last moments. A shuddering breath escaped her lungs as Y/N tried to pinpoint where the sound had come from.

She would kill Heimdall if he sent her to the den of some monster. Holding out her trembling hand, she focused as best she could on her palm, allowing for a small flame to grow just above the middle of her hand.

Slowly, more of the cabin became illuminated revealing a large fireplace with a small kitchenette beside it, a shelf stuffed with books and a single bed pushed into the far corner. A mass of blankets sat on top of the mattress, moving slightly as another groan echoed through the room.

Now less frightened, Y/N quietly inched to the bed. The pile shifted again, revealing the top of their head. Raven hair fanned out over the pillow beneath them. Y/N held her breath as she gently pulled back the covers with her free hand.

“Oh Loki.” This was the boy she loved so long ago, all grown up.

He was so infallibly human, pale skin free from any of the dark markings she had remembered. A long nose and high cheekbones made him even more regal, if it wasn't for the gauntness of his cheeks and the almost bruise-like dark circles beneath his eyes.

She let herself touch his forehead but quickly pulled away when she felt the extreme chill that his skin held. This was far colder than she had ever seen from him before. He could barely move as he unconsciously leaned into her warmth.

“Shit. We have to get you warmed up.” Quickly, Y/N tucked the blankets around him again before she scurried over to the fireplace, praying that there was any sort of firewood around.

Loki groaned as she moved away. “I know, just a minute.” She gave a small shout of triumph as she found a few logs in the kitchen cabinet. Throwing them into the hearth with very little grace and fell to her knees. Wrapping a hand around one of the pieces of wood in the centre of the pile, she took a deep breath.

Heat raced through her veins and far easier than ever before, fire bloomed from her skin, setting the wood alight. She sighed in relief as the cabin's air began to warm up but not nearly quick enough for her taste.

She looked back at her husband who's dark brows were now scrunched together as if he were in pain while he continued to shiver violently. Rising to her feet, Y/N stripped off her sweater and shorts, leaving her only in her underwear as she approached the bed once more.

Loki's body trembled with the cold as she pulled back the sheets, but stopped as soon as she slipped behind him, curling her soft body around him as best she could. One arm wound around his stomach, her palm coming to rest right above his heart as her other hand slid beneath the pillow and his head, almost cradling him.

He was so weak, barely a glimmer of the man she married remained as the fever ravaged him. It would have been easy to walk right back out of that door and let him die for the things that he did. But instead, her arms tightened around his body.

She couldn't leave him, not when he refused to abandon her, not when his very presence soothed the rage sea of fire within her.

“Just rest now, I'll take care of you.” She placed a kiss on his temple then shut her eyes, her mind finally at peace.

“Good morning sleepyhead.” Her voice called out to him through a fog. Loki smiled and pried his eyes open to see his wife standing before a roaring fire, an open book in her hands. She only wore a shirt of his and nothing else, leaving very little to the imagination which he was incredibly grateful for.

“The gods must have smiled upon me to grant me such a dream.” He murmured, happily settling back into the bed to watch what he believed to be his last moments. “I have missed you so, little star. I do hope that you are safe and that you are happy without me.”

The book snapped shut and he raised an eyebrow at her, making her put the book back upon the shelf so he could have her undivided attention. “This isn't a dream.” She stated firmly but Loki just laughed weakly under his breath.

“This must be a dream because I know you would never come back, not after I've done so much evil.” Her steps were light as she walked back to him. He opened his arms to her, willing this apparition to grant him one last shred of comfort.

But she did not obey, instead she took his hand and laid it upon her breast, letting him feel the heat of her skin and the beating of her heart. “I am real. I am here. And you have been a complete bastard but you are my husband and it is my duty to be beside you and keep you from making any more stupid decisions.”

She released her hold on his wrist but Loki's touch remained firmly planted on her as if to convince himself that this was, in fact, real. “I am not dead?”

“Not as far as I can tell.” She replied.

“And you are here with me?”

“Took the Bifrost myself.” Y/N traced the line of his jaw carefully as if her touch could break him. “You've been so sick, burning a fever that I almost couldn't stop. I've been here for days and this is the first time you've been coherent enough to realise that you weren't alone anymore.”

The crackle of the fire masked the sound of yet another storm outside, providing the lost prince with a comfort he had not felt since she was last in his arms. "Thank you.” He whispered, though it was not just for her healing hand. Loki nuzzled into her touch as his own still felt the strong beat of her heart.

He stopped for a moment then spoke once more. “Why did you come back, really?”

Loki watched with bated breath as Y/N sighed deeply, seemingly lost in her own thoughts as she struggled to answer him. Unable to help himself, his hands wandered down to her wide hips and cupped them softly. “I remember you- this you.” Her fingertips brushed along his cheekbone, his now green eyes gazing up at her with reverence.

“I remember that first summer when I met you. You were so small then, but of course so was I. You were always so kind to me, telling me stories of heroes and gods. Then you would leave, for weeks, sometimes months and I often wondered if I had just dreamed you up. Mom said you were real because I believed in you but not all mothers indulge their children.” She chuckled and her fingers moved to his hair, tangling themselves in the soft locks.

She let him pull her closer so that his chin could rest upon her sternum, having to bend slightly forward so that his head would not connect to her collarbone, even in his human form Loki still towered over her. Her brow crinkled. “But I forgot you. And yet, that feeling of home, of safety, of love still remained, even when I hated your guts and you kept me locked in that stupid fucking bedroom.” He groaned into her skin.

“I won't apologise for that.” He grumbled.

“I know.” She cooed. “It was all so confusing and terrifying, I couldn't recall what was real and what was because of my broken mind but you were there and in your own way, you helped me. Your rules, your temper, your teachings- all of it grounded me, let me realise that I could trust in something if I couldn't trust myself.”

“And what is that?” His words were a mere breath of air as Y/N took his hands into her own, her warmth and his chill blending together perfectly, and guided him to his feet. He obeyed easily, only stumbling for a moment as his body struggled to remain upright after being in bed for weeks.

“That I love you.” His eyes flicked over her face, almost searching for any sign of deceit but when he found none, his control shattered.

Her lips were just as soft as he remembered, just as addictive, as he kissed her gently. He could feel the beginnings of her smile but it quickly dropped as his hands fell to her wide hips, pinning her to his front.

Y/N gasped into his mouth, allowing his tongue to snake between her lips. Her fingers curled into his shirt, pulling at the fine fabric, desperate to get him even closer. Molten heat pooled between her soft thighs as his hardness grew against her soft stomach.

“My princess, do you wish for this to go further?” She moaned at the sincerity of his tone, so different from Steve's. She could help but nod frantically.

“Yes master, I need you.” It was so easy to slip backwards, let him take all of the responsibility and control but Loki's grip tightened while he forced himself from her lips.

“No, not this time. It's just us, the way it should have been so long ago.” The tip of his nose brushed against hers gently in reverence. “Just you and me, nothing more.”

Her smile widened as her eyes sparkled with adoration. “Yes, I want to be with you Loki.” His expression melted.

“You are everything.” This time his kiss was far more desperate. His touch seemed to be everywhere, exploring every part of her that he could while refusing to part from her swollen lips.

Her arms wound around his neck as Loki's hands traced up the soft skin of her thighs, slipping beneath her shirt before coming to a stop right where her legs met her hips.

He froze and then a growl rumbled through his chest. “You weren't fucking wearing anything under this?” He hissed, making her giggle softly.

“What, it's not like you keep a healthy stock of panties here and I spent three days nursing you back to health.”

“Fuck.” He groaned and before she could even yelp, he turned and threw her onto the bed, knocking most of the pillows off with the force of it. “You delectable temptress, you have enchanted me.”

His own shirt was quickly shed, revealing to her a lean but muscular torso decorated with faint silvery lines of scars and hairless save for a trail of it leading to a dark thatch of it right at the axis of his hips.

At the sight, Y/N squeezed her thighs together, desperate for some kind of friction to ease her aching cunt. His black trousers were pulled tight with the weight of his cock which was getting harder by the second.

“Come here husband.” She held her arms open to him, mirroring the way he had done for her mere minutes before.

Green eyes stared deeply into her own e/c ones as Loki slowly placed his hands on either side of her calves and began to crawl up the length of her body, forcing her legs apart in order to slip his body between them.

He caught one of her thighs against his knee and as his face finally levelled with hers, he pushed her leg forwards, leaving her bare and vulnerable to him. Only a thin layer of fabric kept them apart now. “Anything for you, wife.”

His breath fanned across her lips, his raven hair hanging down like a curtain that sealed them away from the rest of the realms. No more words were needed, everything that he wanted to tell her and she him was caught in the lustful gaze that neither wished to break.

Her leg tightened around his slim hip, pulling him impossibly closer. Their moans wove together like wisps of smoke as his still covered cock pressed against her pussy.

Leaning his weight onto one hand, Loki's other slipped between them, all-too eager to finally have her.

Y/N lifted her head to kiss him once more as slender fingers cupped her mound. “Loki.” Her hips bucked, trying to get him to move faster to the place she needed him most but he would not budge.

“Patience my star, I do not wish to hurt you.” But his voice wavered with his effort to stop himself from taking her right then. She whined pitifully, now growing desperate for some kind of relief.

“I don't care, I just want you.” His head dropped to the crook of her neck as he groaned. “Please, do not make me beg.” She could feel his control begin to wane even as he drew closer to her dripping entrance.

His teeth nipped at her skin in warning but of course she would not heed it. “I'm a god, you cannot hurt me.” She tried one last time.

Loki chuckled, his back shifting beneath her hands. “Well then, perhaps I shouldn't deprive my princess of what she so clearly wants any more.” She could barely bite back her whine as he pulled away from her.

The ties to his trousers loosened with barely a flick of his wrist, releasing himself from the now entirely too-tight confines of the fabric. He let out a sigh of relief then shucked the pants down his legs as best he could without adding anymore space between them.

His cock rested between her lips teasingly, the chill from him sending pleasured goosebumps across her body. Loki pressed the head against her entrance. “Are you sure?” He asked once more, his tone now entirely soft.

“I've never been more sure of anything.”

The stretch was unlike anything she had felt before, carrying with it a sharp pinch of pain and a mind-numbing fullness that had her jaw dropping in a silent scream. He was carving out his place inside of her, marking her as eternally his.

“By the gods.” He snarled through clenched teeth. “You are tight.” The muscles in his back rippled as he tentatively pushed forwards, forcing another inch inside her already stuffed cunt. Her back arched into his chest in some desperate attempt to make more room for his monstrous cock.

“Big.” Was all she could gasp out through pressure in her stomach. Loki's hips stuttered and suddenly he was fully seated within her, his heavy balls tightly pressed to her ass as the base of his pelvis shone with the sheer amount of wetness that had been dripping from her.

He pressed his mouth to her lips in a messy kiss as he tried to regain some semblance of control. “That's it, that's my good girl. You took it all so well. I'm so proud of you.”

Her pussy rippled around him at the praise. “Princess.” He moaned and unable to stop himself any longer, Loki pulled out just a couple inches and then thrust back into her warmth quickly.

It sent shockwaves of pleasure up her spine and pushed the pain to the back of her mind. Her heel dug into his back. “More.” She cried. “Please, more!”

Her whole body jolted up the mattress with his next thrust and she wailed into the air. “Whatever you wish, my star. I would do everything for you.”

Tears rolled down her temples as he gripped her waist, keeping her body still for him to plunder. “You are more divine than the heavens, than any dream that my broken mind could conjure.”

He hit that special place inside her that forced the air from her lungs and made her vision spot with blackness as ecstasy curled around the base of his spine. “My pet.”

He thrust again. “My princess.”

Her nails sliced into his shoulders as her body wound tight. “My guiding star.”

His hips lost their rhythm for a moment and Y/N was finally able to choke out- “My Loki.”

Their ends collided together in a storm of epic proportions as they held each other close, unwilling to let go of their most precious possession.

“I love you.” Loki managed to say between breaths.

“I love you.” She responded immediately. He looked down at her, seemingly unable to find anything else to say until his eyes dropped to where her shirt had exposed her chest.

The silver of the necklace glinted brilliantly in the dying firelight, shining like a star. “You- you didn't take it off.”

Her gaze followed his own and then travelled back to his face. “Not even for a second.”

And as their lips met once more, Loki thought that if this was a dream, he wished to never awaken again.

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lexluvswriting · 10 days

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☆ Too Sweet for Me - Loki x Fem!chubby!Reader

- "I think I'll take my whiskey neat, my coffee black and my bed at three, you're too sweet for me..." -

-> CW: 18+ CONTENT! NSFW! SMUT AHEAD! MINORS, DNI. fem! reader! she/her prns used, fem genitalia used. chubby reader!

-> TW: Shibari! Consent discussed beforehand, (light) dubcon bc like reader is tied up, no use of y/n, porn with slight plot, p in v, gagging, bondage, praising and light body worship? Loki likes thick girls. argue w the wall. Mentions of sex in front of a mirror at the end !! <3

W/C: 1.8k

╰┈➤ Lex's note: okay... is this totally self indulgent? yes. have i gone down a massive Loki spree? yes. Hozier, the man you are.

YES, fans, I HAVE been listening to 'Too Sweet' by Hozier on repeat for the last 10 minutes. How did you know aha ha.

Erm, I hope i ate w this. i think i did? but id nobody reassures me as soon as they read this then ill probably die (joke). lmk how we feel about this!!

Your eyes were captivating- the colour seemed to look correct only in your irises, Loki believed. He loved you. He loved every breath you stole, and every breath you gave. He loved looking at your lips and zoning out on them when you'd babble inanely on a topic you thoroughly enjoyed. Loved the way you'd bite at your lip when you tried to hide a cheeky smile. Loki loved the way you fidgeted with the jewellery you wore- the many necklaces layered, the many bracelets with charms that jingled and clinked together softly every time you waved your arms around. He especially loved the way you styled yourself- he was always thoroughly amused and interested in the way you expressed yourself through your choices of fashion. The colours you used seemed to look good on you only. As well as on the bedroom floor after he'd tear them off you.

There was once a time where Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief, thought you were too sweet for him. You were sweet cocktails, and milky brown coffees with a pump of sugary syrup. You were fresh fruits and cream, an innocent treat on a lovely summer's day. While he was the absolute epitome of bitterness. Whiskey, neat. Coffee, black. Black as the hole in his heart every time he'd be distant from you. So he made you his muse- he became your shadow.

And he didn't regret it one bit- not with the way you looked beneath him.

Your glossy lips were smudged and puffy from being kissed before a ball gag split them apart, nestled comfortably in between to make your sentences a mumbled whine. The rope that wound around your body and held every bit of fabric from your clothing in place was tight, as if it was there for one purpose only. He was a firm believer in having a bit of meat in his meals, always. So when he saw the way the soft fat of your thighs bulged against the snug of the shibari rope, his cock twitched, and he couldn't help but laugh softly. Look at him, cock jumping in his pants like a virgin. How laughable.

It was your fault, of course. Your hazy, lust-filled eyes as you happily squirmed while he pulled the rope around you carefully, the process slow and calculated, pressing his lips over every curve, every surface of skin like worship at a temple. The temple he was about to destroy.

"My pretty girl... my goddess." He couldn't help but gush sweetness when it came to you, cupping your face as he stood in front of you, his legs hitting the side of the bed. You were on your knees, calves tucked under you as you sat on your haunches, bound prettily with dark green rope that contrasted your skin with a soft glow- his choice, of course. When you suggested the concept of 'shibari' to him, he was sceptical at first. But when he saw why it was revered as an 'art', he practically frothed at the mouth, cock rising in his pants at the ideas that formed.

You, currently bound, gagged and absolutely loving life, hummed in response to his cooing praise, leaning into his touch as you wiggled happily on the shared bed, looking up at him with hazy, lustful eyes that were glazed over with adoration- and an insatiable need for him. Your cunt clenched eagerly around nothing, but his fingers running over the line of your jaw, down your throat, and over the rope that cut into your skin gently was promise enough that he'd give you the attention you craved so desperately.

"You drive me mad, darling. Do you like that? Do you like knowing this," He ran a hand down his chest, over his bulge, which was not discreet in the slightest with the way it tented in his pants, "Absolutely aches for you? This is what you do to me." He hissed as he pulled himself free from the confines of his trousers, and he inwardly grinned at the way your eyes widened in delight as you whined, watching him stroke himself.

He wore a dark green button down shirt, sleeves rolled up at the elbow with the two top buttons undone. His hair was mussed in that attractive messy way that you always talked about. He didn't know what you meant, but he figured it was something good if you were always 'jumping his bones' about it. He had set the scene perfectly for you both tonight, but the look in your eyes was enough for him to give in already. He felt warmth tingle through him as he stroked himself, glancing down at the way he leaked for you. Always for you. Such a spoilt girl. His girl.

Loki grit his teeth, before pulling you close by the rope harness around your torso, his cock nudging against your stomach, pre cum smearing against your skin, making you whine through the ball gag. Drool began to run down the sides of your lips, and the God let out a mirthful chuckle, stroking the side of your face before pulling your chin up, making you look at him. "Such a needy little thing. So spoiled. Shall I spoil you more, hm?"

He forced you around gently, your naked back against his clothed chest, your body squirming against his eagerly, your pretty eyes blinking up at him as you whined garbled pleas, rocking your hips back impatiently. Your restricted movement made Loki smile, and he chuckled as he pressed his lips to the back of your neck, before kissing straight down, over your spine.

"My sweet girl. My pretty goddess. A delicacy, all for me." He cooed, and you shuddered, eyelids fluttering shut as you keened softly for him, for the way his hands groped you, running over the soft pudge that shaped your body. Loki lost himself, almost completely forgetting his weeping erection as he kissed down your back, over your shoulders, around your neck. Then, with a wave of his left hand while his right hand pushed you down, the ropes shifted, freeing your thighs to be spread before you were tied again, ass arced up in the air on display for him.

His hands roamed over the globes, and he pressed his kisses- as well as a few loving nips that made you squeak, before he leaned down to what he was looking for. His eyes honed in on your glistening cunt, your folds wet and twitching prettily as he blew cold air before chuckling to himself, like you were an amusing little toy. He had to stop himself from being too cruel, and licked at the nectar that seeped from your slit, enjoying the way you whined for him. "Very vocal tonight, my love." He sighed mockingly, as if you were troubling him. Of course you were, when you tasted as sweet as you did. Almost too sweet.

He knelt in front of the bed and lapped at you hungrily, hands gripping at your bound flesh enough to leave red lines from where his large fingers marked you. He let out a soft growl that dissolved into a groan- how could something as sweet and gentle as you get him so riled up? The depravity that tore through him would scare away any normal partner.

He supposed he should've sent a little 'thank you' to whatever higher power decided you'd be absolutely perfect in creation then. His tongue was hot against your sex, and his soft pants made your toes curl and sent your eyes rolling into the back of your head as he pulled you apart with his mouth. He absolutely loved eating you out- loved the way he could feel you fall apart on his tongue. That was his power. Putting you on the throne of the world with his love. Your body flinched and twitched as he ate you out so desperately, and you whined in response to the image that procured in your head- chin glistening, lips smudged from how intensely he focused on his craft; the craft of making you cum. He licked and sucked, and from the way you got wetter, he could tell you were thinking about him. He toyed with you a bit more before finally letting you cum, directing his tongue to work and stroke

"Getting restless, my love?" He hummed, licking his lips and wearing a fox-like grin as he lifted his left hand, slipping two careful fingers into you to scissor and stretch your weeping cunt in preparation for what you had been craving for the past hour and a bit. His other hand was spent working himself, though he was stiff as a pole from the moment you had shyly offered him the rope and the salacious proposition. You both had been craving this for the longest time- of course, you had spent all day together anyway, but the magic in the intimacy that happened once night shrouded your part of the world as indescribable.

Usually, he could lovingly torment you for hours, watching you helplessly drip your arousal onto the sheets below, but tonight was all about you. You wanted him to be rough, and mean, the facade he usually liked to put on- but he couldn’t help but worship the curves that made up your body, his gentleness a refreshing buffer from the depravity you two usually indulged in. So when your garbled moans sounded, Loki immediately removed his fingers and aligned himself at your sopping wet entrance, substituting his digits for his godly cock, pushing himself in and releasing a guttural groan- one that came from the depths as he felt your cunt greedily suck him in, enveloping him in your warmth, as if you were seducing him to never leave as he sank deeper within you. He’s completely drunk on you, losing his cool as his eyes hone in on where you two meet, enjoying the feeling of your clenching as he repeatedly sinks into you with slow, deliberate thrusts.

He glances up to see your face, only to notice your head facing forward, your darling eyes transfixed on- Ah. He understands and leans forward to wrap a careful hand around your throat, holding it gently as he pulled you up, both of you watching the mirror that was ‘coincidentally’ placed in front of your bed- you had no regrets, and he certainly put it to use for you the first night you two shared the room. Your eyes met in the reflection, and his head tilted coyly, nudging the side of your face gently as he humped into you, while you were still tied up all pretty for him. Your gagged moans and whines were music, and he swore that with every thrust, he could hear the sound of wedding bells somewhere off in the distance.

Sometimes Loki wonders if you’re too sweet for him. But when he sees your perfect eyes rolling into the back of your head as his calculated thrusts send his cock stretching you out for him, he’s content. When he sees your sweet little cheeks flushed pink as you eagerly watch with glossy, lust-glazed eyes, the image of yourself being impaled on his cock over and over, Loki realises that you’re perfect.

╰┈➤ Lex's note 2: AH i didn't go too crazy w this pls forgive me, i was in the mood for somethin soft 🙂‍↕️ BUT ! i will HAPPILY take requests for more 😗

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lokisbiiiitch1993 · 4 months

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Hi, if you find it interesting, I would like to ask. Some random fluffy Jotun Loki headcanon. I hope this isn't too boring or too stupid because I don't know how to write questions.

Hey ohh I love Jotun - Frost Giant Loki

Buuuut do you mean what if Loki💙 or our Loki 🥹?

Because omg I have some thoughts going on in my Head 😩

My Random fluffy Jotun Loki Headcanons

What if

Whenever he feels overwhelmed, mentally exhausted, weak his Frost Giant Form takes over

It's really cold in Winter he transforms to his Jotun - self

after Odin's Death he turns back into a Frost Giant

instead of Time slipping Tva Loki transformed into a Frost Giant from time to time

He doesn't want to see you in this state ,he is too terrified of you thinking he is a Monster or even worse you are scared of him.

Loki wouldn't show you his Frost Giant Form but if you saw it by accident,he would stare at you not knowing how to explain it, watching and analyze your Reaction

You probably study him for a while looking up and down, trying to understand what you see your Boyfriend a Blue Giant with red eyes,after the first moment of shock went away , you went closer to touch him ,feel his "new" Skin , sensing how uncomfortable and insecure he feels, you try to compliment him and Boost his Ego.

He would be absolutely devastated if you were too afraid of him now and don't want to be with him anymore .

He would be extra careful and gentle with you ,he doesn't want to hurt you.

His kisses are like licking a Popsicle

My Loki Summer Headcanons

Loki with the Flu - my thoughts

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michelleleewise · 1 year

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Blue Dhalia

Pairing: Avenger Loki x jotun female reader

Warnings: crying, minor angst, mentions of memory loss, mentions of torture, first kiss, loss of virginity, soft smut (love making), smut (mildly graphic), p in v smut, fingering, mentions of injuries, malnourishment, dehydration.

Summary: you begin your new life, with your new family

A/n- Aaahhhh!!! We're at the end!!! I can't thank you all enough for all the love and support you guys gave me!!! I've loved every comment, reblog, everything!! You guys are amazing!!! And thank you again!!! Graphics by @harlequin-hangout. And now....the conclusion.....

Part Eight -- Part Nine (finale)-

You drift in and out, hovering between asleep and awake. Your eyelids heavy as you try to open them, the brightness overwhelms you as the pain in your head returns. You close them again, drifting off feeling a hand on yours, something brushing through your hair making your scalp tingle as the darkness swallows you again, opening your eyes sometime later seeing the room dark...quiet. you turn your head to the window seeing the sun had gone down.

You turned your head back, looking up at the white ceiling, it wasn't a dream, they came...loki came for you. You felt a tear stream across your face at the feeling, you were free. You tried to lift your hand, feeling a weight on it you looked down seeing a large hand covering yours. Your eyes traveled further seeing a head of dark curls resting on the bed next to you, his other arm propped under his head as he slept. You couldn't pull your eyes away, in the time you had known him he had kept this part of himself secret, hidden under pale skin and green eyes. He was beautiful that way, but this...this was different.

The deep blue of his skin accentuated his sharp sheek bones, the lines traveling his skin intrigued you as you reached your other hand up gently brushing his dark hair back. He looked so different but also the same. You had no words to describe him in this form, but you were drawn to him...enthralled by him as your eyes followed the lines down his neck until they went under his shirt. You secretly wished he would stay this way, his true self but in a way you understood. A small groan pulled you from your trance as you felt him shift, his eyes slowly opening revealing his deep red eyes, rubies shining bright against a blue sea.

"Y/n..your awake. How are you feeling?" He asked sitting up, but not letting go of your hand. "I..I'm ok, how long was I asleep?" You asked rubbing your eyes "about a week, give or take." He said stretching his back. "A week...and you..." you started looking down "no, I have not left. I wanted to make sure you were ok." He said sheepishly pulling his hand back, instantly missing the weight of it you looked up at him seeing the pale skin traveling across him...hiding him. You smiled looking down fidgeting with the blanket. "What is it?" He asked leaning forward "nothing...I just." You trailed off as the door opened "y/n! Your awake." Bruce said walking in "are you feeling ok?" He asked stepping next to the bed. "Yes, just...tired." you said looking up at him.

"That's to be expected, your body temperature was off the charts when we found you, I would have to say extreme heat exhaustion even for a human." He said looking at some papers "you were also severely dehydrated and malnourished, not to mention the injuries you sustained." He said setting the papers down as you nodded. "May I take a look at them, make sure your beginning to heal?" He asked as you nodded. "Loki, you can wait out there or..." you interrupted "c..can he stay...please?" You asked looking between them "if you wish it, I will stay." Loki said standing up.

He walked closer to the bed as Bruce pulled the blanket down, grabbing the bottom of your gown "I'm only going to look at your stomach ok? That's where the worst of it was." Bruce said. You nodded, looking up to the ceiling feeling the cold air hit your stomach, feeling his fingers gently poking you, Loki making a noise next to you making you look at him, seeing his eyebrows furrowed, his jaw clenching as he kept his eyes on Bruce. "Ok great, it seems your starting to heal just fine, we'll keep an eye on them just in case but I think your ok to go back to your room." He said stepping back. "Here, Nat brought you some clothes, let me just get all of this off and you can change." He said pulling the tubes and wires from you. "You get dressed y/n, I'll be right outside and then I'll take you upstairs." Loki said patting your hand as they both walked out.

You pulled the blankets back, slowly sliding your feet to the floor you put your weight on your legs as you knees tried to buckle. Bracing against the bed you took small steps to the end, grabbing the clothes Bruce left. Sliding the gown off you carefully stepped into the pants pulling them up, grabbing the shirt you looked at the collar, making sure the the tag was in the back you pulled it over your head before sitting down slipping the socks on. You didn't see your gloves, remembering you had them on when....a shiver shot down your spine as you wrapped your arms around your middle just don't touch anyone you said to yourself as you walked to the door, opening it seeing Loki and Bruce talking "ready y/n?" Loki asked holding his hand out "i...my gloves were taken." You said looking down when he stepped closer, towering over you bringing his hand closer. You looked up seeing him smile as you reached out placing your hand in his as he looped it around his arm "Thank you Bruce, for everything. My lady.." he said nodding his head towards the elevator making you smile as he guided you to your room...home...

You walked into the kitchen, setting the kettle on the stove you pulled a cup down dropping a tea bag in as you jumped onto the counter. It had been almost about threw months since you had been back and you felt a little better each day. Peter and Mantis had to leave, asking again if you wanted to join them. You politely told them no and hugged them as they promised to come visit when they could. Thor and Steve had made a point of checking on you nearly everyday to make sure you were ok and apologize even though you told them everytime they didn't need to but you understood.

Thor had introduced you to his favorite treat, pop tarts he called them. Loki hated them, but If you were honest they weren't that bad, your favorite being the s'more ones. Steve had offered to help you train, he even said you could use his shield which based on everyone's reaction wasn't a common occurrence. You told him you would let him know. The rest of the time was spent here, in your shared living area with Loki. He had cooked for you, helped you get around in the beginning, checked on you often. He even sat with you helping you with some of his more advanced books. Your face heated at the memories, him sat on the couch next to you, his knee brushing yours, his arm outstretched behind your head as he leaned over you explaining a certain part, but whenever you looked up at him, his face so close to yours he would look away, clearing his throat before scooting to the other end making you frown.

Everytime you saw him, smelled him, was in the same room as him you felt this twinge in your stomach. You knew you were attracted to him, cared for him a great deal, but you were unsure of what this new feeling was. When his face was next to yours and you looked at his soft lips you wanted to run your fingers along them...feel them with yours. You had joined everyone for movie nights and were intrigued when the man pressed his lips to the woman's. You wondered how it felt, wanted to experience it but the only one you wanted to do that with was Loki, but the wau he kept his distance, never seeming to want you pushed the thought away and tried to forget about it. "Morning y/n." You heard behind you, turning seeing Loki walk in, his chest bare while his pants hung low on his hips. You couldn't help looking at the small patch of hair that traveled down his stomach to the hem of his pants.

"What are your plans today?" He asked stepping closer pulling another cup down "oh..um nothing i know of." You stuttered looking down to your gloved hands. "Are you ok? You look a bit pale." He said stepping closer "yes! Yes I'm fine, just thinking." You said smiling. "Oh? About what?" He asked grabbing a tea bag "n..nothing important, just...that movie we watched last night." You said "Mm, that sappy love story my brother picked, did you like it?" He asked leaning on the counter "I guess, I mean...I don't know, I've never felt that before." You said quietly as the kettle went off. You both tried grabbing it at the same time, your fingers touching as you looked up at him. "You know you do not have to wear those around me y/n, you can't hurt me." He said looking down at you, something shifting in his eyes. "I know, I just..." you started when he gently grabbed your hand, pulling the kettle off he stepped in between your parted legs grabbing your other hand.

He looked into your eyes as he slowly slid your glove off setting it on the counter before pulling the other one off. Setting it down he linked his fingers with yours, his eyes not leaving yours "y/n, may i ask you something?" He asked gripping your hand tighter, your eyes traveling to his lips as you nodded "have you ever...what i meant is do you..." he started when your self control broke down, leaning forward your pressed your lips to his feeling him stiffen as you pulled back quickly seeing his eyes wide. "I..I'm sorry Loki, i...I don't know what came over me." You rushed out trying to move off the counter when he grabbed your hips. "Y/n, w..was that...your first kiss?" He asked watching you intently "umm...yeah, I'm sorry I didn't mean to." You started feeling his finger on your lips. "May I give you a proper first kiss?" He asked smiling.

You stared up at him, your stomach twisting as his hand traveled to your cheek, his thumb rubbing it "i...umm y..yes, I would like that but..." you said looking down "I don't know what to do." You said quietly as he tilted your head back up "just relax, follow my lead." He whispered leaning closer, closing your eyes feeling his soft lips gently press against yours. Tilting your head you moved your lips against his, hearing him moan as you felt his tongue swipe against your lip. "Open your mouth." He whispered against your lips. You did as he said, parting your lips you felt his tongue gently press into your mouth, moving against yours as he sealed his lips over yours. You felt his hands move down your legs pulling you closer as you wrapped your arms around his middle, pulling him to your as the kiss grew more heated, his teeth nipping your lip as he pulled back, pressing his forehead to yours leaving you both panting.

"Norns...I have wanted you so badly." He breathed digging his fingers into your thighs. "I..I want you too Loki." You said looking up at him. "But...are you..." he stuttered "I have never, what was it called...made love? If that is what you mean." You said feeling him tense. "No one has ever touched me that way, but..I find myself wanting you to...only you." You said feeling his hands slide up to your hips "a..are you certain? I mean..." he started when you leaned up pecking his lips "yes...I am certain, with you I always am." You whispered against his lips as he wrapped his hand around the back of your head, kissing you deeply, his tongue dominating yours when you felt a wetness between your thighs making you shift. "Wrap your legs around me." He panted pulling back as he lifted your hips off the counter.

You locked your ankles around his middle, as he walked towards the hall, placing kisses down your neck as your fingers dug into his hair, smiling at how soft it was. "Your room or mine?" He growled, his teeth grazing your collar bone "y..yours...please." You panted as he walked in, kicking the door closed behind him. You looked around seeing daggers displayed on the walls, large paintings spread across the room as he walked you towards the bedroom, his lips never leaving your skin as he leaned forward gently laying you down, looking over seeing the dark green blanket that looked as soft as his hair. Your eyes traveled back to him as he leaned back, his hands on your knees as he looked down at you just now realizing he was in his natural form, shivering seeing something wild in his bright red eyes.

"You are certain this is what you want?" He asked again making you smile "yes Loki, I am sure. I trust you." You said as he leaned forward, settling between your parted legs holding himself up on his elbows "you are so beautiful....my dhalia." He whispered placing a soft kiss on your neck. "W..what.. ahh is that?" You asked feeling his teeth on your neck "it is a flower. Soft....delicate..." he breathed against your skin as he pulled back to look at you "and when it blossoms it is the most vibrant blue." He smiled brushing your hair back "will you blossom for me?" He purred pecking your lips "only for you...my Loki." You breathed as you lifted your head meeting his lips with yours, taking control you pressed your tongue past his lips licking into his mouth hearing him groan.

"I think you are going to be very good at that." He smiled pulling back "I have a good teacher." You panted grabbing his head to kiss him again, his lips unbelievably soft, you never wanted to stop. "Is it ok if I remove your clothes?" He asked looking down at you. "Y..yes..." you panted feeling a warmth spread over you looking down seeing both of your clothes gone. "This will hurt a bit when we begin, but I will try to be as careful as possible." He groaned feeling his hand slowly travel down your side "open your petals for me my love." He whispered feeling his fingers slowly slide down between your thighs you gasped at the feeling as he slid his fingers through your folds spreading you open. "How does that feel?" He moaned moving his fingers up hitting a spot that made you jerk "aah....g..good..." you said digging your nails into his back.

"For a woman, this..." he said rubbing circles around the small spot making you arch into him "is an immense source of pleasure." He smiled moving his fingers faster, feeling a tightness in your stomach. "I...ahh....l..loki wha...." you moaned, squeezing your eyes shut "its ok love, let it take you." He purred when you felt your muscles tense, your nerves felt like they were on fire, squeezing his sides with your legs seeing stars. "There it is...you are ethereal when you come undone." He said slowing his pace "that was your first orgasm, let's see if we can get another." He smiled, his eyes dark as he shifted. "Ok, take a deep breath, I will go slow." He said as you closed your eyes bracing yourself. "Open your eyes love, I want to see you." He breathed feeling him press against your entrance.

You looked up into his eyes as he slowly pushed into you making you gasp. You had read books, and seen movies with the others but this...nothing could compare to this as he inched into you slowly pulling out a bit before pushing back in. "That's is love...mmm fuck....just relax." He groaned, his jaw clenching feeling him stretching you around him, gritting your teeth as your walls were pushed beyond their limit feeling him stop "a..are you still ok?" He asked looking into your eyes "y..yes, I'm ok. It's hurts a bit but I'm ok." You smiled up at him "ok, after this part the worst will be over." He said as he pushed his hips forward, digging your nails hard into his back feeling a sharp pain as he bottomed out, you both panting as he stilled, letting you adjust. "Are you ready for me to move love?" He asked watching you "yes, i...I think so." You said wiggling your hips feeling the pain ease.

He slowly pulled his hips back, almost all the way out as he pushed back in, hitting a soft spot inside you making you moan. "Mm...those sounds are going to....aahh shit....drive me mad." He panted, pulling back out, pushing in hitting it again. G..god.....loki...." you moaned, the pain subsiding into something more...something intense. "Do you feel it love...the way your walls are squeezing me..." he groaned, wrapping his arm under your head he sped up, placing his other hand on your hip he held you in place as his thrusts became faster...harder. "y....yes Loki....ahhh......it feels...." you moaned gripping his back as he thrust hard into you "s..so good..." you panted biting your lip. You felt the tightness in your stomach again, more then before as his stomach pressed to yours, his hand gripping your shoulder feeling his fingers dig into your hip.

"C..come for me love....fucking hell....I need to feel it...to feel you..." he moaned snapped his hips hard into yours feeling yourself tighten around him you screwed your eyes shut holding onto him "that's it...mmmm fuck....t..take everything...." he growled, his words throwing you over the abyss "L..loki...aahh!!" You yelled, clenching hard around him seeing stars behind your eyelids when you felt him twitch inside you. "Aahh....jeg elsker deg ... min dhalia" He growled, thrusting his hips hard against you feeling him release inside you sending a shiver down your spine. He slowly rocked back and forth a few times before he stilled, panting into your shoulder as you held him.

He slowly pulled out of you, laying next to you looking into your eyes "y/n, I do not have the words to express what you mean to me." He said running his fingers through your hair. "There is so much I hated about myself, about my heritage.." he trailed off linking his fingers with yours "but you, my dear dhalia, have helped me see it is not something to hate, but something to embrace." He smiled kissing your nose "I have never felt so free in my long life, you have given me that." He said. "I am yours y/n..my heart, my body..." he said gripping your hand tighter "will you be mine?" He asked searching your eyes, you could see the nervousnessin his as you cupped his cheek "Loki, as long as I can spend the rest of my days with you, I would do anything." You said smiling back at him as he pulled you forward wrapping his arms around you. "You will always have me my sweet dhalia, now and to Valhalla I will be by your side." He whispered into your ear as he cradled you to his chest.

In that moment, you know wherever Loki was, you were home.....

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jeg elsker deg ... min dhalia-i love you...my dhalia

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christinebloodwrittings · 3 months

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Smart Dress pt2

Request: Hiiii Could you do a Loki x reader based off Green Green Dress from tick tick boom?? It’s a 3am idea and I can’t get it out of my head. It’s probably dumb but you’d def be able to do it actually well. By: @amesmorningstar

Re requested by: @eleniblue

Sorry for the delay, I went through some stuff.

Part one

*My requests are open*

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader

Summary: Will Loki be able to fix his mistakes?

Warnings: angst, NSFW.

Loki Taglist: @lokisprettygirl22 @otakumultimuse-hiddlewhore @high-functioning-lokipath @thereadinggeek @el-zef @beakami @lokiprompts @ilovefanfictions @eleniblue @novena-proxy @lulubelle814 @beakami @laurenandloki @tjellisworld

“Stay” he pleaded against your hair, “Give me one good reason”.

“I really…uhm” it wasn't the best moment to be at loss of words, but he tripped with all sorts of different sentences, not a single one made sense or was good enough to express how he felt.

He took way too long, in tears you sighed, putting your hands on his arms to force him release you, "I knew it" you murmured.

"Fuck" he cursed. Loki turned you around, closed the door with your back against it, and before you could protest he kissed you.

That kiss took you back to the beginning of the year. New year's eve, you just got back from a two week mission, that wasn't supposed to last two weeks.

You almost missed New year's eve, your plan was a night of sleep, not caring about the whole thing, because you were bruised and tired, because you just had to be undercover rescuing some dumb cop that got caught spying some mobsters.

Apparently it involved the avengers because the cop is a mutant of some sorts, so because of his dumb ass you were stuck in a dirty cell instead of celebrating.

And why you? Because no one else wanted to go, and you were late to the meeting. Stark had the laugh of his life.

Stark on the other hand, teared that plan to shreds with his whole event going on. There was no way to reach the dorms with the party in your way. Also with Natasha and Wanda being all over you to get you to stay and have fun.

You ended up staying because, what the hell, right? You needed the drink and to kick someone's ass for the horrible mission they threw you in.

After a lot of drinks, Thor saw pertinent introducing his brother to the team, seeing that no one would be within reason enough to refuse him, bold but smart move.

Loki, in your drunken eyes, was the most beautiful being you had ever seen, though, what came out of your mouth was simply humiliating.

You called him weird, because you believed aliens were supposed to be green skinned, he actually laughed and told you his actual skin color is blue, in his ever so sarcastically polite manner of course.

Since he was in a mean mood, your drunken ass had no other better idea than making him absolutely uncomfortable. "So if your skin is blue, then so is your tongue and your dick?" Everyone of course laughed at your dumb question, Thor on the other hand was a bit worried the temper of his brother might get him to set you on fire.

"You talk to me like that again, mortal, I dare you" his voice resonated through the room, making the other 'ooh' in response, like when a classmate is being called out by the teacher.

After a good laugh, you stood up, poked his leather covered chest and spoke, "Listen popsicle, I had a rough couple of weeks, okay? Threaten me again, and I'll throw you out that window" pointing the open window behind you. "You wouldn't dare" he lowered his head enough to be face to face with you, his lips very close to yours.

After a little snicker, you stole a kiss from him, "Behave handsome, and you'll never know" after a wink you sat again, taking a big sip out of your drink.

To say he was stunned was an understatement, he had his revenge though. After Wanda changed your liquor into water, pulling what you called a reverse Jesus, you weren't drunk enough for when Loki cornered you against a wall and kissed you.

"An eye for an eye, minx" he purred in your ear before vanishing in the air.

Funny, he swore you wouldn't remember, but when you reminded him of it the morning after, he spilled his coffee all over the kitchen counter.

"Please stay" he brought your mind back to the situation, "Ask the bitch you were with to satisfy you, she must be looking forward to fuck you" he chuckled at your spite, finding it both cute and alluring.

"Is that why you've been unbearable all week? You're jealous." His eyes shone with the power that emanated from within him, power that he knew he had over you.

"I'm not jealous." Your denial made him laugh, even more than he was already having fun with your anger. "Honey, if you wanted my attention so much, you should have told me." He closed the distance, raising one knee to separate your legs and have you closer. .

His goal must have been to devour you, because of the way his tongue tasted the inside of your mouth, a kiss that lit the candle of passion for him.

"Wait," you moved your face, breaking the kiss, searching for air more than anything. He waited a couple of seconds for you to say something else, that you didn't want him, that you hated him, with no response.

Your lack of words guided his hand to cup your neck, gently at first, then pulled roughly until he devoured your mouth again, biting, without regard, the soft flesh of your lips.

"Darling, I've realized how careless I am to leave your needs unattended, let me fix that" he lowered his head to your collarbone and from there to the base of your ear he licked like a wolf getting a taste of his prey. The sensation sent a shiver down your spine.

You wanted to resist, but his kisses, ever so skillful, his hands traveling from your ass to your hips, just enough to hug them and lift you up, automatically you hooked your legs behind his back, then your hands flew to hang on his shoulders, for support. It was all too much.

This is what he does to get you in motion, you knew it. He pulls you up and then you're so lost in him, there's not enough sense that can overthrow your hunger for his clever touch, the bites he likes to leave as he goes down on you, his smart silver tongue against your clit.

In one swift motion, he laid you down on his bed, still having at least one hand on your hips to keep you grounded.

He wanted to have you again, fast. You, were doomed and lost in his caresses, your hands were all over his back and hair, his own matching your movements, while his pelvis teased yours, thrust after thrust, both undergarments were soaking wet.

As time went by, your doubts dissipated, all that remained was the lust you felt for the evil-born god, who with his hands got rid of all excess clothing. He didn't pay any attention to your lingerie, much less to your wounds. His cock was no mystery to you, he was huge and veiny, perfect for touching all those internal areas that needed his attention, and boy was he good at using it.

His hips collided with yours with each thrust, the sound of skin touching and the wet sound filled the room, as did your moans and his.

Ecstasy was a word you wouldn't use for that moment, there was a knock at the door, and it turned out to be none other than the bitch who accompanied him to the party, which made Loki hit you much harder to divert your attention.

He pulled out of you for a few seconds, then pulled your body towards him, rotating your hips until you were on all fours. He grabbed your hair and he continued fucking you, the thrusts getting stronger and more accurate, hitting every single spot he knows make you week.

"You're mine, to touch, to have, only mine" he breathed against your ear, to which you couldn't respond, the heat clouded your senses, a warm feeling crawled up your core to your chest, a feeling you knew the meaning.

"I love the way you squeeze me when you cum" he said in between panted laughs, "Now, stay, please" you shook your head, "Please love" he then pulled out, grabbed his boxers and came inside them. Disgusted, he threw them on the sink in the bathroom and left the water running on it, until they were soaked, then turned it off and returned to your defeated, tired and ashamed being.

He reached for you as soon as he positioned by your side, but you rolled away from him, "Darling, my sweet love" his hand caressed yours, it was so warm, but of course your pride was stronger than your love for him, so you moved it away from his touch.

"You're still mad at me?" he sounded so surprised, so you laughed, sarcastically obviously. "All this time, you made me believe that you liked me enough".

"What do you mean? I like you," you didn't want to believe anything he said at that moment, "But you still go out with other women, you kiss me, you fuck me and I'm still not enough," again he was left without explanations, " Honey, that's not-" he tried, but he stopped himself, biting his tongue before saying something he'd regret.

"I don't care, you made me think you wanted more than just a quick fuck, but then it was slut after slut" you stood up, first putting on your bra, then your stockings, then your dress, your shoes were actually too much for the state of your legs, so you had them hanging

“Y/n” he called out to you, but you still hadn’t gotten everything out of your chest.

"I'm sick of this, Loki, I don’t wanna do this anymore" holding a tear behind while saying it, burned, but you had to either draw the line or break the cycle.

"But I do like you" that wasn't enough, he thought, still being at loss of proper thinking.

"That’s not the point, horns" he saw in your eyes, and on the way you were hugging your shoes close to your figure, a way to feel your words, deep inside him they resonated.

But before he could feel bad, "It's been a while since you called me that" he purred that sentence like a way to ease the tension.

But you huffed and rolled your eyes, making him lose some of the sanity he had left, "Norns woman, will you tell me what I did wrong?".

"Geez Loki, do I have to think for you too? You used to be so witty, maybe the whores sucked off your brain too"

“Right, stay mad at me for absolutely no reason then, that’s fine by me”

"No reason? I wasted a year of my life to a god, that resulted no different from a regular human asshole"

“Mind your words, mortal”

“Funny, I thought you liked my dirty mouth, horns”

“Just tell me what I can do”

“Figure it out”

As soon as he saw you leave the room, he jumped out of bed, dressed with a spell, and ran after you. The sounds of the party were getting louder, obviously the party continued, a simple fight was always part of Stark's meetings, so people saw it as something common.

“Y/n, you were right” he caught your arm, just before you stepped out to the living room. “I started feeling things for you, but, I couldn’t bring myself to fill in the role of partner you need, not because I didn’t wanted to, the reason is unknown to me” his doubt was the only reason you needed to know that he was still the same prince that blew up his own planet a year ago.

“Sounds void to me” your coldness gave his frozen heart frostbite, so full of truth nonetheless, “I know, but I can’t afford to lose you” it had to stop, you thought, “But you can’t bring yourself to love me properly” you slipped your hand from his touch, “I…We need to stop, I can’t with this”.

It's hard to let go of something you thought you loved but that was destroying you with every kiss and empty promise, but the feeling of freedom that invaded you after a month of detox was unmatched.

Finally, after a month, you stopped caring who he was dating or not, and also the gifts he left at your door, with letters begging for your forgiveness. "You're forgiven, Loki, I'm just not interested in having anything with someone who doesn't know how to take things with responsibility and commitment," much less with a prince who has always had everything on a silver platter and women who lined up to have sex with him.

Maybe he was much more than that, but you didn't know, he never let you see beyond his superficial way of being. You saw some vulnerability when he hugged you after sex and stayed with you until the next morning, and then he said goodbye with a kiss, but after so much pain, you started to doubt if he was really opening up to you, or it was only the reflection his exterior facade.

Either way, life goes on, and so did you.

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Sugar and Cinnamon

Loki x female reader (AU)/ 18+

Chapter 11

Chapter 10

Warnings: contains fluff, smut, angst, unprotected sex, alcohol and cigarette consumption, soft!dom/sub vibes, toxic relationship, morally grey stuff, blackmailing, abusive and insulting behaviour

Note: I hadn't much time to write lately and I don't know when it's going to change... my job is killing me these days. This chapter took 10 days to get written and it became a very long chapter (~11k words), so get some snacks and something to drink. I hope you enjoy.

You looked at him, swallowed, took a deep breath and then you began to tell him how it all started…

…nearly six months ago:

“Can we talk?” You asked Ralph after entering his office.

“Don't you see that I don't have any time to talk to you right now,” he answered harshly and stressed while reading the contract documents concerning the new advertising contract his marketing agency was ready to sign. The big deal that would catapult him and his company to the top of the marketing agencies in North America. He ran his fingers nervously through his dark brown hair, keeping his brown eyes fixed on the documents. “ We can talk later!”

“No, we need to talk now,” you told him strictly.

It had been a long day at work today like every day lately and you two had barely time to talk. And you two not talking properly to each other had been for months now. You and Ralph and the team around you were stuck deeply in negotiations with a production company for luxury wristwatches and thanks to your superb knowledge of marketing strategies and your excellent conversation tactics you finally got the deal for the new marketing campaign and the assignment from the wristwatch manufacturer. No, Ralph got the deal, the agency was his company, not yours. You were just his account manager in a leading position and his girlfriend for five years.

What you had to tell him was urgent and you had to tell him now. You didn't want to postpone this important conversation for the umpteenth time just because he always pretended to not have time for you. But you were his girlfriend and fiancée-to-be on hold and he had to have time for you, for heaven's sake. He didn't even raise his head to look at you when you approached his curved glass desk.

“I leave!”

“Yeah, good. Go home and get some rest. I don't know when I'll be back home. Might be late. Take a bath, shave and get pretty for me. I don't want to see you in a worn-out t-shirt and that ugly butterfly-patterned pyjama bottoms when I come home. Wear something nice … wear the red negligee, you know I like it. We can ‘celebrate’ my deal then.” He still didn't look at you and you grinned annoyed, shaking your head lightly.

“That's not what I meant, Ralph.”

“Then explain.”

“I leave. I leave the company… and you!” You thought it would be harder to tell him that but I wasn't. It felt more of a relief. Your relationship with him was in a crisis for months at this point and when you got aware of it you recognised that you didn't love him anymore. The love you once had felt for him had already faded away some time ago. So you decided to leave him, with all the consequences. You didn't want to hold on to a relationship that didn't make sense anymore even if that meant you had to find a new job. But you didn't worry about that. You were good at what you were doing and finding a new job in the marketing business wouldn't be a problem for you. Also, you wanted to pick up your studies again so you would be perfectly qualified to run your own business one day.

“Yeah, okay… wait, you what?” Ralph finally looked at you, frowning and astonished.

“I leave the agency and you. Look, I'll stay until the contract is signed. It takes approximately four weeks for our lawyers to verify the conditions before the signing so I'll stay until then. That's enough time for you to look for a new assistant and account manager. And if you're being honest our relationship is at a dead end and I know you can feel it too. I'm sorry if my announcement takes you a bit off guard but we hardly spend time with each other for months now. You're barely at home. I have a feeling that you keep avoiding me. And when you are at home you never really want to talk to me, we just have quick sex and maybe we have dinner together and…Ralph, I don't want to beat around the bush but… I don't love you anymore. The feeling isn't there anymore. It's gone, possibly on both sides. You became so loveless with time. But okay, it happens, that's life and there's nothing wrong with that. We both have changed and we both should move on. A relationship without love… it simply doesn't make sense and I like things to make sense. Let us look at this fantastic deal as our final big success on the long haul and then we both can start new things. Everyone for themselves. I think that's just fair,” you explained in a strict but friendly tone.

Ralph was a good-looking man, tall with broad shoulders, short dark hair, and hazelnut brown eyes, charming and good with words. That was why you fell for him five years ago. Now you knew that wasn't enough, there was so much more a healthy relationship needed and he couldn't give it to you or he didn't want to give it to you. And now after five years, you knew him well enough to be sure that he wasn't the right man for you so you decided to end it without causing further complications.

“What a silly girl you are, darling,” and he stood up from his leather executive chair, grinning at you dismissively. “Who do you think you are, hm?”

“I'm a strong woman who knows what she wants and what she doesn't want. And I don't want to be together with you anymore because you don't see me. You don't even have much time for me anymore just when you want to have sex and need to get some steam off. And that's not enough, Ralph. I want more and I deserve more. Please, accept my decision and that I don't have any feelings for you anymore and that there's nothing left that would be enough for a relationship or a marriage. I'm also sure it's more than difficult to continue working together after ending our relationship. Please, don't make it more awkward than necessary.” A scornful laugh escaped his throat.

“You're so ridiculous and such a stupid girl. I'll tell you what you want… this!” and he made a presenting gesture with his arms to underline his statement. “You want this job, you want me, the money and the luxury life it allows us. The penthouse, the luxury cars, designer clothes, the exclusive holidays in the world's best hotels. Do you really want to give all that up, darling? Do you really want to tell me you never appreciated all that?” You didn't like the contemptuous tone in his voice as if he were looking down on you.

“I never said that. I do appreciate our privileged life and all the amenities we have and I always worked hard for it so that we can have this kind of lifestyle. But it has nothing to do with love, it's just material and I want more than that and there's no love anymore between us, and you know it as well as I do.”

“We, darling, we worked hard for it. It's my agency, and in the end, it's my money but in my generosity, I always shared with you,” he insisted.

You swallowed down the words you wanted to throw at him because you knew who in this agency was doing the real work. It was you and Ralph's other highly qualified employees. He only harvested the fruits of your hard work and celebrated successes as his merits. He never cared about the fact that success is rather a team result than an individual achievement. A fact that bothered you more and more and added to the fact that you were losing the love you once had felt for him.

“And I know you want me. You can't live without me, can you? I'm the only one who knows what you need and what's good for you, hm? Because I can feel it whenever we have sex,” he tried to convince you, rounding his desk and walking towards you.

There must be something wrong with his feelings because it seemed he never had recognised how often you had faked your orgasms. He always did it his way. Hard, fast, and always dominant and he hated soft lovemaking. At some point, you began faking your climax to get finished soon with the bedroom activities which became more and more unsatisfying for you because Ralph just satisfied his own needs. And when you did it you better do it without questioning his masculinity. After some time you became very good at it. You better because otherwise he would've been in a foul mood for days and everyone around him including you would've felt the consequences. He stood close to you and with his sweaty palm, he cupped your cheek and ran his thumb firmly over your lips as if he wanted to wipe away the things you just said from your mouth like spilt food. Once his touches made you feel good but these days were truly gone and you didn't want him to touch you ever again.

“We had such a wonderful time together and always had good sex, didn't we?” He asked you smugly. He already needed to get his ego pampered again. A shiver ran down your spine and it wasn't because of lust.

“You always had good sex, not me,” you stated dryly.

“Ts ts ts…Darling, it's not my fault, it's you who's a little frigid sometimes but when you're in the right mood you can be such a horny slut and you know how much I like that,” he snickered. He wasn't completely wrong, you indeed liked some kinky stuff.

“I'm not frigid, you never listened to me when I asked you for some… sexy stuff to try or what I wanted to do in bed. Don't blame it on me alone, okay!” You said angrily.

“Darling, did your mother teach you to lie, hm?” His hand still cupped your cheek and you tried to escape from his touch.

“Don't put my mother into this,” you spat and pushed his hand away. “Our sex was never that good, not for me at least. You often left me high and dry and you didn't even care about that or ask or listen to me when I wanted to talk with you about it and what I needed to be satisfied too. You never cared. You never truly cared about me, did you? Gosh, I was so blind. Did you even love me, Ralph?” The thought struck you like a blow. How could you haven't seen this much earlier? How money could change someone so much and how much could someone be so blinded by love?

“Love, love… who needs love or romance? Money and success, that's what counts. Love is overrated, love is for kids and dogs,” he lamented, bored by what you were talking about.

“So you never loved me,” you stated disappointedly.

“Oh, I do, darling. At the beginning of our relationship, I definitely did. You were hot and eye candy and arm candy as well. You were pretty much of a head-turner, and you still are and I enjoy others looking at my beautiful girlfriend, especially our customers and business partners. It led to many successful deals that you're that pretty and smart. C’mon, doll, we both know that feelings can change and become different in a relationship and yes, maybe you're not my dream girl and I'm not your dream boy anymore, but that's why we don't have to split up right now, darling. We're such a successful team. C’mon it's just a phase, you're overworked and stressed out. Take a few days off. Drive to our house in the Hamptons and then everything will be fine again, okay? We'll fix our disagreements later when you're back,” he tried to appease you. “Don't be a drama queen! You don't want to leave me, I know it.” Ralph told you arrogantly and went back to his executive chair to sit down and pay attention to the contract documents again.

“You really don't get it, do you? It's not a phase, Ralph. It's a fact and I will leave,” you replied firmly. Ralph stayed silent, obviously getting pissed off more with every second your conversation continued. A look of scorn filled his eyes before he spoke again, his eyes fixed on yours.

“I think you're forgetting one tiny little detail,” He told you sneakily.

“What little detail? What do you mean?” you asked puzzled and frowning.

“Well, don't you remember our…little secret?” He winked at you and smirked. You suddenly remembered what he meant. You felt nauseous and a lump building in your throat made it heavy for you to breathe.

“What are you implying?” A further wave of nausea washed over you. He would never do that, would he?

“What about publishing it, darling?” He grinned devilishly. “For everyone to see.”

“No! No Ralph you can't do that! Ralph, please! No!” You begged him quietly and desperately. You panicked and swallowed thickly.

“It's all up to you, darling!” He stood up from his chair again and walked over to where you still stood, shoving his hands into the pockets of his dress trousers. He leaned toward you, rage and injured vanity in his eyes. And there was something else in his eyes. Fear?

“No one, absolutely no one leaves Ralph Belmont. So how dare you? No one screws things up with me! Not even you! Do you understand me, darling?” His voice sounded threatening and his face was so dangerously close to yours that you could feel his breath fanning over your face, his nose nudging almost against yours.

“I give you two options,” and he turned away from you and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

“Option one: You stay with me and in my agency, everything we just talked about will be forgotten and our little secret stays our secret. Option two…,” he turned around to face you “...you can leave the agency and me but you'll pay for it. A redemption sum so to say. In exchange, I won't publish our secret. Your decision, darling.” He smiled arrogantly.

“I can't and I won't stay with you, Ralph. Sooner or later you'll have to accept that,” you answered. Did he just try to blackmail you?

“It's option two then. Okay, if that's what you want, no problem. 250000 dollars and you're free. You have six months to transfer the money to my bank account with the note ‘Loan Repayment’. I think that's enough time for you to get the money together. Your working contract is dissolved with immediate effect, also you no longer have access to our bank account. Any questions, darling? I just want to make sure that things make sense for you.” The self-satisfied smile that curved his mouth disgusted you.

“What kind of cruel game are you playing here, Ralph? Are you doing this just because it hurts your pride when I leave you? You don't love me, you never really did. You just confirmed it. Let me go. You've got enough competent employees in the agency and there are more than enough women in this city who are waiting for a man like you and who'll throw themselves on you as soon as you're free. Do you think I never noticed that? So many women want a good-looking, filthy-rich man like you to fulfil their every wet and material dream. Now they can have you, I'm not interested anymore. You're not that man anymore I fell in love with. The more money we made the more you changed, and not for the best. You're not the same anymore, I guess the money did go to your head and you still crave for more.”

“What are you implying, hm? That I cheated on you, darling? Why should I, I have you to warm my bed. You should appreciate that,” he said, self-satisfied. “What about you?" He knew that you weren't that kind of girl. You'd never do that.

“Wow, where do I send flowers? Screw you, Ralph. You're such an asshole,” you answered sarcastically and repulsed.

“Ts, ts, ts, this is getting annoying. Be very careful, darling you're skating on thin ice. We both know that you're a little slut, hm?” He said sweetly, sarcasm dripping from his voice. “250000 bucks in six months! Save the date!” He said harshly and quite emphatically.

“Where shall I take the money from? I don't have that much and you know that!” your desperation grew. Why did he treat you like that?

“Not my problem. You decided to leave me. Now you know the consequences it has.” He sat down again, leaned back against the leather chair's backrest and crossed his arms behind his head, his eyes fixed on your shocked face.

“What's this game you're playing? Are you really blackmailing me? And what do you mean by ‘redemption sum’? For what? I always worked for my money. I worked my ass off for it and only for your profit! You never paid your employees properly or gave them any praise for their good work and I agreed to get paid better pocket money, especially in the beginning when we were building up our existence here. I did it for the company, for you and us. I even dropped my studies in London for you so that we could both move here, to New York and start a life because you didn't want to go without me and didn't want to wait a few months more until I finished my degree too. I did it for us because I always thought there was an ‘us’. We were in a relationship, I thought you loved me and I thought it would be forever.”

“Aww, look at you, so desperate now. Darling, not my problem. It was your decision to leave me and don't complain now, you'll have enough time now to study again and finish your exams,” he stated with utter sarcasm. “I invested a lot of money in you, haven't I? You had enough pocket money to spend on expensive, meaningless things and you also spent the money from our bank account. It seems you don't appreciate it enough and the things I did for you. I could've bought so many other nice things with all that money if I hadn't have spent it on you and your fancy clothes, cars, and other stuff. You want to leave me? Then you have to pay for it. Everything in life has its price, darling. And never forget about the dirty little secrets in my safe. One wrong step, one wrong action and I'll publish them all over the city and beyond. I'll ruin you, darling, if I have to. You'll never be able to work in our industry again when I'm done with you and you don't even have to try to hire for a job with our competitors. I'll find out and let them know what kind of woman you are. No one will employ you, I'll make sure of that. Never forget that, darling,” he grinned at you, smugly and viciously.

“You're such a disappointment in every hindsight. I'm glad to get rid of you. Pick up your stuff from your office and the penthouse. I expect you to be gone when I get back home. And don't forget to turn off the lights when you go and leave the keys with the receptionist. And now get out of my office. I've work to do,” and he busied himself with the contract documents again.

"You're such a devilish prick, Ralph Belmont. I can't believe how much I loved you once and that I did everything for you. You were never worth it. Unfortunately, it took me too long to see it. You're less than the dirt under my stilettos which I only ever wore for you because I wanted to look pretty for the man I loved. And it was you who wanted all those meaningless and material things, you dolled me up with all these clothes and shoes… you don't even know what my favourite colour is,” you answered, your voice trembling with disgust and disappointment. Disappointment about him and even more about yourself for not looking through him much earlier.

“Watch your mouth, darling. If I were a slut like you I'd be very careful about provoking me. You don't have any chance against me. Don't forget, you have six months! And now get out of my eyes!”

“Screw you, you bastard,” you spat with quivering lips, turned around and left his office.

***

Loki didn't know what to say after you had finished telling him what had happened to you the day you decided to leave your boyfriend. Tears welled up in his eyes when he saw how deeply hurt you were and how desperate. He kept holding your hands and tried to comfort you as best as he could.

“After that, I cleared my office, drove to our penthouse, packed my bags and left. I slept for some days in my best friend’s house until I found this apartment to rent. An apartment I can't afford much longer.” Tears began to run down your cheeks.

“So you became an escort lady to earn money for a living because you can't work in your business anymore,” Loki said and wiped your tears away.

“Yes, I contemplated a lot about what job I could do outside the marketing business and shortly after I stumbled over Rhea's escort agency. I found out that working as an escort was the fastest way to earn a lot of money in a short time… and it's still not fast enough or enough money at all. I changed my looks for the evenings when I was escorting gentlemen to functions and named myself Candy. Ralph's former arm candy, perfect in wearing high heels and fancy clothes and already a slut according to Ralph's opinion about me, had found her new job as an escort lady. Unfortunately, I was rapidly forced into getting a call girl because not only has my rent increased, the rent I pay for my mother's nursery home has increased as well.”

“Your mother lives in a nursery home? What happened to her, sweets?” Loki wanted to know, seemingly full of concern and compassion. “It's the woman in the pictures, right?”

“Yes, it's her, my beloved mum. She had a stroke some time ago and has been in a wheelchair since then. She needs professional help and care and so I looked for the best nursery home for her. My father died years ago and I'm an only child, I'm all she has. Ralph always thought I'd spent my money for whatever unnecessary things but I didn't. I paid for my mother's health care and I also spared a part of my money and now this saved money saves my life. But it's getting less and it has never been that much to buy my freedom from Ralph.

It wasn't easy for me to tell Rhea that circumstances are forcing me to work as a callgirl now too. The sheer thought of sleeping with strangers for money scared me. I don't know if you believe me but there was only ever you who I could imagine having sex with. I could never have done it with anyone else. And I still regret faking my orgasm when we fucked for the first time. It wasn't because I wanted to fool you, it was because I didn't want to feel that good. You felt so good, Loki and you were so tender and caring and I wasn't used to being treated like that and being treated so lovingly, especially not from a stranger. I was afraid of catching feelings for you and I couldn't allow it. It would've broken my rules to never develop feelings for a client or to ever fall in love again. But I failed, I began to feel more for you than I should and I broke my rules but I don't regret it,” you smiled at him but you couldn't stop your tears from falling. Loki looked lovingly at you and squeezed your hands to reassure you that he believed you and that he was there for you no matter what.

“What did he mean by the ‘dirty little secret’ in his safe? With what is he blackmailing you, sweets?” Loki asked his voice calm and soothingly. You hesitated to tell him. You were so ashamed of what you had agreed to do with and for Ralph and you were afraid that Loki wouldn't want you anymore when he finally got to know the truth. He felt your insecurity and anxiety to tell him everything and it broke his heart how much your hands were trembling in his. He just wished you would finally open up to him completely so he could finally help you in the way you needed him to help you. You just feared he would never talk to you again or find you disgusting.

“He's blackmailing me with…,” you felt like you had to puke and you took a deep breath before you continued. “He's blackmailing me with nude pics and… a sex tape.” Your tear-filled eyes looked into Loki's, trying to find out what he was thinking about you, now that he knew what whorish things you had done. But Loki said nothing so you continued telling him the details while tears kept running down your cheeks.

“He took the pictures of me and filmed us during sex some time ago when we were madly in love… or that was what I thought we were. On my part, I definitely was in love with him. I was so naive… but I trusted him and so I agreed to it. I was so dumb, I should never have allowed him to take these pictures or make this private porn.”

“You're not dumb, sweets. You were in love and what is love when you can't trust your partner? Unfortunately, he didn't love you enough but you couldn't know that,” he tried to comfort you despite knowing there was no real consolation right now. “So he filmed you. What about him in this tape?”

“Yes, he did, you can see how I get fucked by him in several ways but… his face is never visible and I'm not sure anymore if he did it on purpose back then for whatever reason or really just for himself or ourselves. He got me on the dangle and I'm at his mercy.” A desperate sob escaped your throat and your gaze wandered through your small apartment. “I don't know what to do, Loki. I don't have that money and time is slipping through my hands. In a few days, it's payday and if I don't pay he'll publish it.”

The panic in your gut grew immediately. Loki felt bad for you. He had no problems with any form of sex or kinks but he couldn't handle that this asshole took advantage of you, your abilities and your body in every way possible all over those years and now turned your trust and the love you once had for Ralph against you. You loosened your hands from Loki's, shifted on the sofa and sat back against the sofa's backrest. You pulled your knees close to your chest, wrapped your arms around them and stared into the void. You didn't want to be afraid, you wanted to be happy and free again. You wanted to live without so much fear.

Loki felt the rage in his gut rising and getting stronger. The sight of you curled up on the couch and your knees drawn to your chest, your face pale and your eyes teary, didn't help to get rid of this feeling. You, his precious girl, didn't deserve to be treated like this.

“Maybe I should sell one of my kidneys or rob a bank to be able to pay him,” you said, laughing and irony scurrying over your face.

There was it again, your never dying, beautiful laughter, your untamed will to feel alive and be happy no matter how big the pain is. Loki adored you for this and he couldn't help but join you in your laughter and sarcasm for a moment.

“I got everything you told me so far, sweets but what did he mean with ‘redemption sum’? I still don't get this part,” Loki questioned curiously and frowned.

“He wants to make me pay back for everything he ever invested in me, I guess. Everything belongs to him, Loki. The money, the cars, the penthouse, the house in the Hamptons, he bought my designer clothes and evening gowns and dolled me up to his liking to parade me around. He paid for everything we did together like luxury holidays for example. He always said it's our common wealth and we both should enjoy it. I helped him to get this rich and I also helped him to reach all the goals he wanted to reach. But everything happened in his name for his company. I think, at some point, I wasn't my own person anymore. I did most of the work together with his other employees, and the more money he earned the less I mattered to him… and my love for him slowly faded away. He didn't even recognise that. Tells a lot about his character, I guess. That he now behaves how he behaves is most likely because I crushed his pride by leaving him and that he's blackmailing me is possibly the only way for him to hold power over me and to keep me in his company. I'm sure he knows very well how much he owes me. It's a cruel game he's playing with me and it doesn't make any sense to me. Most of all I despise my own stupidity in not refusing that damn photoshoot…and allowing him to film us having sex was the biggest mistake I've ever made. I don't understand why I agreed to make a private porn video. I'm so disgusted by myself.”

The embarrassment made your eyes welling up with tears again and you angrily wiped them away with your palms. You couldn't turn back the time or the decisions you made and there was just one way now: grin and bear it and get everything sorted out. Self-pitying wasn't helpful at this point.

“I never wanted all this mass of luxury, you know. Of course, I like nice things and going shopping for fancy stuff. But I don't crave it, I don't need all those fancy clothes and shoes or jewellery, holidays in expensive hotels and their overpriced presidential suites, or fancy six-course menus. He wanted all of this and put me in those clothes and pretty places. A small cosy cottage at a beach, a glass of wine on the porch, casual food at a beach bar, swimming in the ocean and my bare feet in the sand, dancing in the moonlight and having sex on the beach… that was what I wanted to do but he never listened to me or fulfilled these little dreams of mine. He always wanted it his way and I agreed because I loved him and was afraid to lose him. All I ever wanted was to live and to love someone and I wanna be loved by a man whose feelings for me are sincere and genuine. I wanna feel safe…and I want to give all of those feelings to someone who deserves all of this as much as I do. A normal, healthy life and a normal, healthy relationship. To always say yes to everything and to sacrifice myself and my wishes for someone else's success wasn't healthy, always playing the supportive role instead of the main role…that was far away from having an equal and healthy relationship. When there's one thing I've learned then it's that I have to love myself too and that I have a right to get my dreams fulfilled as well and that was the reason why I finally broke up with Ralph and the break-up brought me in this fucked up situation. I still don't know what is hurting me more. The fact that Ralph is blackmailing me or that he never truly loved me. I was just a means to an end. Maybe I should laugh about him. He's a weakling, a douchebag, unable to put something on his own, humanly a total loser and in general a loser in life too. He never cared about me or was overly interested in my life or cared about my mum. He only ever cared about money. I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with him, Loki, I thought it would be forever until I found out how he really is, how evil and devilish. He's a failure, a failure in a pinstripe suit. And now he wants to punish me for leaving him and spending ‘his’ money. He wants to ruin me and make me believe that I was the one who took advantage of him and lived at his expense.”

“But you worked for it, sweets. You worked harder for it than him. He has no right to demand and reclaim anything from you.”

“Yeah, you're right but there's nothing I can do about that. And it still feels like there's more about it, that I only know half of the truth about him. I'm sure there's more about it that he demands so much money from me.”

“Why didn't you report him, sweets?”

“He has connections everywhere, Loki. From the Police department to the best lawyers, he knows a lot of people with a lot of influence and he has all the money to pay them all well and buy himself free from criminal offenses. I wouldn't have a hint of a chance.”

“Why did you stay with him that long?”

“I don't know. Maybe because I didn't want to give up on my hopes that we could still have a future together. Maybe because we were too used to each other and clinging too much to old habits. Maybe it was the refusal to accept that our love had died at some point in time. Maybe I was afraid of being alone. I don't know. The only thing I know is that I didn't stay with him because of the money and the privileged lifestyle. The things I wanted weren't material. What I always missed over the years was the love and the adoration for each other. The richer he got the more heartless he became. The lack of love and care was the worst. And it took me too long to see it.” You began quietly sobbing and crying, every dam inside of you broke.

“Now you know my truth and I hope you understand now why I wanted to keep you out of this and left you that night. I told you that the real me has nothing to do with the pretty, carefree and sexy Sugar, my alter ego, the fake personality you fell in love with. I never intended to hurt you, Loki. I know I did and I'm so sorry for that. I totally understand if you want to go now because you deserve a better woman than me whose life is fucked up and whose sex life might be published all over the country in a few days.”

“You should know that I won't leave you alone, no matter what happens. Do you still not believe me that I'm in love with you? I don't care about what you did and why, you had no other choice and who am I to judge you? You still wanted me to stay despite what I did in the past. And you definitely didn't do anything wrong. I'll stay, I won't go.” Loki could deal with a lot of things. Hate, rejection, wrath, rudeness but not with you, his precious girl, sitting on your sofa blaming everything that had happened on you and crying a river because of that damn prick Ralph.

“Come here, sweets,” and he pulled you into his lap cradling you tight. He rubbed your back gently and you leaned against him, your head resting in the crook of his neck.

“I always knew that there's a wonderful, lovable and sweet person behind the mask named Sugar. I saw so many hints of it whenever we met and I'm glad that I have found this amazing woman. Have you any idea how strong you are? I promise you we'll figure out how to bring him down and we'll figure it out together.”

“Can you please hold me for a while? I need to be held by you, Loki,” and you began to cry again.

“Of course, as long as you want me to, sweets,” Loki kissed you softly on the forehead, rocked you slowly back and forth and just held you tightly until you felt better and had no more tears inside of you to shed.

“Please, sweets take my money and pay him and then…” he began to talk again.

“No, Loki, I won't do that,” you interrupted him quietly.

“Y/n please don't let us have this discussion again…” He begged you nicely.

“No, please don't get me wrong, Loki. It's not that I wouldn't take your money to pay him, which is extremely nice and generous of you. No, it's because I think he won't stop blackmailing me if I give him the money he demands from me. I'm pretty sure he won't stop blackmailing me because if he gets the money from me he might think I'm capable of paying more and that I can do it again and again. Believe me, he is that type of guy. He never gets enough, he's insatiable. I need to find another way. I'm afraid I need to talk to him again. Maybe… maybe I should… offer him to… to sleep with me one more time, maybe then he lets me go.” The thought made you shiver in disgust.

“This will never happen! He will never ever touch you again, y/n!” Loki said firmly and sternly. He carefully grabbed you by your shoulders and looked deeply into your teary eyes. “You're under my protection and I will never allow or accept this! Please, don't do this to me,” he told you desperately.

“I'm sorry, Loki, I'm so sorry, I won't do it, I promise but I really don't know what else to do…,” and you hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around your middle and pulled you closer to him.

“I'll find a way to stop him. I promise with all of my heart and soul, I'll stop him,” he cooed and buried his face in your hair. You were his, only his and he would protect you at all costs, always.

Out of nowhere your stomach growled and it made you both chuckle.

“It seems my queen is hungry and needs to get fed,” Loki answered and smiled at you.

“Your queen?” you asked him surprised and you were definitely hungry. No matter how big your problems were, you would never refuse to eat.

“Oh, right I forgot where you come from, I'm sorry Loki,” you continued genuinely and kissed his mouth tenderly.

“Yes, you're my queen, sweet thing and I can't have you starving. I have a suggestion. I'm doing groceries for some food and I cook something for us and you can clean up your apartment a bit. Then we eat and after lunch, you can finish your today's work and we spend the rest of the evening together… and the night if you want. What do you think, sweets? Would you like that?” Loki grinned from ear to ear, very proud of his irresistible proposal.

“You can cook?” you asked astonished. This man was just full of surprises and really cared about your well-being. And of course, you wanted him to stay.

“Yes, I can. I had a lot of time here to learn it,” Loki confirmed.

“Wow, you're really talented. You're amazing and I'm truly blessed with a man like you. Yeah, that's a really good plan. Thank you, Loki,” and you kissed him again. You could do this all day long and stay wrapped around him 24/7.

A knock at your entrance door interrupted your making out and you let go of each other's lips.

“Do you expect someone?" Loki asked and looked quizzically at you.

“No, I don't expect anyone,” and you got off of his lap. You took a sweatpants on and headed for the door to open it.

“Hello y/n, I'm very sorry for disturbing you but…”

“Walker!” and you hugged that rock of a man with genuine thankfulness. Your stormy embrace took him off guard and he shyly reciprocated your hug.

“You're not mad at me?” He asked you insecurely. You let go of him and looked at him.

“How could I be mad at you? You helped my man to find me and brought him back to me. And I'm so grateful for it, Walker. Thank you, thank you for your help, you risked a lot for us,” you told him and gave him an amicable kiss on his cheek. Walker was taken aback by it, he never expected this adorable behaviour of yours and he slightly blushed but he always knew what a wonderful person you were so he wasn't really surprised. You were lovely and that's why he always cared that much about you.

“Will you tell Rhea?” He wanted to know.

“No, Walker, I won't tell her. If she should find it out by herself I won't lie to her, she always has been good to me and so have you. I would explain to her why you did it and I would fight for you. You won't lose your job, I promise,” you reassured him. Loki appeared behind you and wrapped one arm around your waist, placed his hand on your stomach, kissed your cheek and looked at Walker, smiling.

“Thank you, y/n, I appreciate it. You have a heart of gold. Is everything okay so far?” Walker looked smilingly at both of you and Loki pulled you closer to his body, his chin leaning at your temple.

“Yes!” You both answered simultaneously and smiled brightly at Walker and he told you he was glad to hear that. He could see how happy you two were despite knowing that you were still in some kind of danger he didn't know anything about.

“Could you do me a favour, Walker?” Loki asked him.

“Of course, Sir.”

“Could you please drive me to a grocery store, I'd like to buy some foodstuff, this beautiful lady here in my arms is starving and I can't have that. I just get fully dressed and then we can drive off.”

“No problem, Sir, I wait by the car for you,”

“Thanks, Walker. Give me five minutes,” Loki said. Walker nodded once and smiled at you, turned on his heels and left. He could go with a good conscience and to see you so lucky in all your misery and together with the man you visibly loved was worth it to risk his job.

Loki got dressed and kissed you goodbye.

“You come back to me, right?”

“Of course, I will come back to you, sweets.” He held your head in his big hands, his thumb pads gently rubbing over the soft skin of your cheeks, and kissed the tip of your nose.

“Will you open the door for me when I'm back from doing the groceries, my precious girl?” He asked you softly. You took his hands gently from your face and walked over to your dresser to take something out of a small wooden bowl.

“You can let yourself in, handsome. Can't wait to have you back,” you said quietly, kissed him shortly but passionately and gave him your keychain with the key to your apartment. Loki smiled at you, astonished that you gave him your keys without hesitating.

“I'll be back soon, sweets,” he answered, gave you a further quick, loving kiss and left.

When Loki came back you had put things in order in your apartment, your table wasn't a complete disaster anymore and it would be much easier for you to get back to work later. He immediately began to prepare the ingredients he needed for cooking a tasty meal for you. You two decided to eat at the kitchen counter and you prepared two places with cutlery and napkins. Loki forbid you to do more than this. He wanted you to take some rest and he also wanted to spoil you with his cooking skills and his care. You couldn't do anything about it, so you obeyed and just watched him stirring in a pot and frying fish in a pan. It smelled delicious and Loki cooking in your small kitchen was a sight to behold. A literal demi-god, devastatingly beautiful and sexy in his tightfitting t-shirt, was cooking in your kitchen, and he did it for you.

You were on the edge of crying again. His ways to show you his love and affection were adorable and you were still convinced that you didn't deserve it. You rounded the kitchen counter and hugged him from behind, shoving your hands under his t-shirt and letting your fingertips trail over his defined abs in lazy circles up to his pecs to caress his chest hair. You couldn't resist touching him. You needed to reassure yourself that he was real and that you weren't daydreaming.

“Don't you dare distract me, sweet thing,” he groaned jokingly.

“I'm hungry,” you whined and pressed a firm kiss between his clothed shoulder blades.

“I know, sweets and it seems you want the dessert before the main course,” he teased you and turned around to face and hug you. Your hands were still under his shirt and caressed now the firm muscles of his back.

“The best comes last,” you teased him back and bit lightly into your lower lip. You felt the muscles of his thighs and his crotch tightly pressed against your lower parts and you let your hands trailing down to his butt, squeezing it and pressing him even closer to you.

“I think you have to be patient, sweet thing. Before you'll get your special dessert I have a sweet little surprise for you,” he said to increase your anticipation. It was just now that he realized that you had touched his bare skin again without his permission. Why did it feel that good, dangerously good? Your warm hands on his body lit a fire in him again and he wanted it to burn forever. Your hands on him were dangerous but one of the best feelings he ever felt.

“Can't wait for it,” you mumbled, tilted your head, and latched your lips onto his. You would never get enough of this man's soft lips and his delicious taste. If only you knew what it was that made his kisses that tasty.

“We can eat now, sweets. Take a seat, I will serve you the food,” and he let go of your mouth and body and prepared two dishes with the freshly cooked food.

“Et voilà, freshly fried salmon on a bed of spicy spinach leaves and some rice as a side dish with a light herbal sauce. Enjoy your meal, my love,” and Loki placed your dish with an elegant movement in front of you. Did he just call you ‘my love’? Never before had a man called you like this and you never felt so loved by a man. And it felt so normal like you two were in a serious relationship but maybe it went way too fast and way too easy.

“Thank you so much, Loki. It looks gorgeous,” and you dipped your fork into the fish and the spinach and shoved it into your mouth. The wonderful taste of it on your tongue made you moan almost indecently and your reaction made Loki smile. He loved how sensually you enjoyed food.

“It's delicious, I love it. It's the best dish I've eaten in two weeks.”

“I'm happy you like it, sweets,” Loki responded and he also started eating. You didn't talk much during your lunch, you just enjoyed each other's company. Loki's little surprise for you was a chocolate mousse with fresh strawberries and he couldn't resist feeding you this sweet treat, well knowing that you would never deny a good dessert.

In the afternoon you continued writing your thesis and Loki sat on your sofa, reading one of the books he had taken from your bookshelf. He didn't disturb you, he was just there and his sheer presence filled you with calmness and security. It was balm to your soul in all the stress and anxiety you were suffering these days. In the evening you watched a movie together but you didn't follow the plot because you soon ended up heavily making out and Loki carried you to your bedroom, his lips never leaving yours. You two hurriedly took your clothes off and continued kissing and touching each other's bare skin. You did it slowly and gently and you weren't in a hurry anymore as soon as you were cuddling under the sheets. All the touches made Loki's cock twitch and you felt the wetness between your thighs becoming more with every passionate kiss he gave you.

“Mark me, Loki. I want everyone to know that I belong to someone, that I belong to you,” you whispered to his ear and continued kissing him and playing with his curls.

“Are you sure, sweets? I don't want to bruise your perfect skin. You're too precious to me,” he answered softly and brushed your hair tenderly out of your face.

“Yes, I want it, I want you to mark me as yours,” you asked him.

He gave you a soft, passionate kiss first before his lips travelled further down to your throat and the most sensitive spot under your ear. He placed a tender kiss right to your pulse point before he sucked and nibbled that erotic zone of yours until he saw a violet mark appearing on your skin. He licked gently over the bruise and blew some air over it to soothe the sweet pain he had caused. All the moans you made and the way you were writhing underneath him while he was kissing you had already made him harden and you felt him rolling his hips against your thigh. Then he was on top of you, pressing his engorged cock against your thigh and moistening it with pre-cum. Your hard nipples rubbed against his chest with his every movement and it made him moan and tremble because it felt so good on his skin. Your hands were roaming all over his body and caressing him. He never wanted to miss this feeling ever again. He felt you shifting beneath him and opening your legs for him. He rolled his hips against yours and with his shaft he rubbed over your inner labia and your clit. Your soft moans and your tight grip on his back and his nape caused goosebumps on his heated skin. The tip of his cock teased your entrance and when he was about to slide in you tenderly stopped him.

“Don't you want to blindfold me? If you want you can tie up my wrists too,” you trusted him enough to allow him to do it and to surrender to him.

“No, I want you to touch me. Touch me here,” and he gently took your hand and placed it to his sternum where his heart was beating hurriedly. “Make me feel I'm breathing, I'm living, make me feel worthy of your touch, worthy of your love. I want you to look at me and I want to look into your eyes when you cum, sweets.” In his eyes, you saw he was serious and he truly wanted it.

“So whenever you blindfolded me, you did it not just for the kink. You wanted to hide from me. I didn't imagine the blue shimmer under your skin, right? It has something to do with you being a Jotun,” you concluded, tenderly running a thumb over his cheek.

“You didn't imagine it, I'm sorry that I told you otherwise. I was scared and I didn't want to scare you off. When I have strong feelings for the woman I mate with, I may lose control and can't keep up the appearance you're used to. And being touched by your hands just adds to the sensation. And also my skin feels different then. These are the reasons why I didn't want you to touch me.” Loki was afraid you would demand him to stop and get off of you immediately but you didn't.

“You don't scare me off, you never could,” you whispered and pulled him down to kiss him ardently. “Go on, Loki, I need you,” you pleaded him sweetly.

“Sure?”

“Absolutely sure,” and he slid himself inside you until he was completely seated inside of you.

His strokes were deep and slow and he made the sweetest love to you. He was so tender and careful, with utter gentleness he caressed and kissed every part of your body he was able to reach in this position.

“I love you so much, I don't want to live without you anymore. Please, never run away again, sweets,” he asked you between his lingering kisses.

“You're my everything, Loki. I missed you so bad, I'm so glad to have you back, that you haven't given up on me. I will never run away from you again,” you murmured and you scratched lightly with your fingernails over the soft skin of his muscled back. You gave featherlight kisses to his cheeks and his forehead. His skin was glistening with a thin layer of sweat and your touches made him shiver. His strokes got sloppier and his moans more intense. You felt how close he was but he still held back. He could tell you wouldn't cum yet, together with him. He looked at you with asking eyes, unsure if he should go on or take care of your pleasure first. You sensed his hesitation but you gave him a reassuring glance to continue.

“I'm okay, don't worry. It feels good, don't stop. Come for me, Loki. Come undone for me, my precious boy, I have you,” you whispered against his lips and his speed increased. He groaned silently, his hips drawing back and pushed forward again, his throbbing cock thrusting deep into your pulsating cunt. You weren't on the brink of climaxing yet but it didn't matter. You enjoyed the intimacy and how close he was to you, how soft his skin felt under your fingertips, and how passionately he gave himself to you. There wasn't any pressure for you to orgasm and whoever told you to make love in missionary pose is boring was a liar. Nothing felt better or more intimate and intense. You definitely enjoyed it.

“Let go, my love, fill me with your cum, make me happy, let me feel you” and you trailed your fingers gently up from his lower back to his shoulders and his biceps. When you felt his whole body tighten and his moans getting more desperate, you spread your legs wider and grabbed his ass cheeks and squeezed them firmly. You knew he was about to cum. “That's it, you're allowed to cum Loki, give it all to me. Don't hide, you can show me who you are,” you murmured, kissing and caressing his throat and his face with your lips and tightening your grip on his butt.

“Oh fuck…,” and with your name on his lips he came, violently and delightfully moaning, feeling your cunt clenching around his sensitive tip and when you felt him releasing his warm seed into you you came too, silently, calmly, intensely, bathing in the sweet feeling of being loved and craved. You kissed each other passionately, intensifying the orgasmic bliss. You locked your legs around his waist because you knew how much he liked that and also you were not yet willing to let him go. You loved this feeling of his still throbbing cock inside of you. His kiss burned torturously sweet on your lips and you could barely stand the feeling of the weight of his body on top of yours and you really had underestimated how much you needed this, how much you needed him.

Loki broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours, trying to catch his breath. You both didn't say anything, you just looked at each other and enjoyed this feeling of satisfied lust and love. You caressed Loki's scalp and scratched his nape tenderly, watching the hint of the blue colour under his skin and the red shimmer in his eyes slowly fading away. Loki gently caressed your cheeks and kissed the tip of your nose tenderly.

“Are you alright, sweet thing?” he murmured, softly pressing a further tender kiss to the tip of your nose. Instead of an answer he felt your legs clenching more firmly around his hips and your deep purr of contentment made him feel safe and wanted.

“I really didn't scare you? I…I couldn't show it to you completely yet, I'm still too used to hiding it. I think I need some time to understand that you would accept me nonetheless,” Loki mumbled shyly.

“Take all the time you need. You decide when it feels right for you and then you can show me your ethereal beauty,” Loki kissed you tenderly and thankfully and couldn't believe that you were so understanding in every respect.

“I wished we had met under different circumstances,” you whispered while you gave him several pecks on his lips, some sadness in your voice.

“Honestly, I'm pretty sure we did,” Loki said, convinced and moved his body from yours to lay on his side. You rolled to your side too so you could face him and propped up on one elbow, your head resting on your palm.

“What do you mean?”

“Do you remember the day when we first met at Vivian's Velvet? Rain was pouring down that day. I had just called Rhea, made an appointment with an escort lady, which was you, and was on my way home when a hooded woman bumped into me.”

“This is nothing unusual in Manhattan.”

“It's not, you're right. I couldn't see her face but I remember the shoes she was wearing…dark-green trainers like yours. It's my favourite colour and that's why the trainers caught my eye,” Loki continued and you frowned and looked quizzically at him.

“You mean, we could've had a meet-cute, flirting, dating and all that lovely kitschy stuff others have when meeting accidentally somewhere? Because… I remember I was in a hurry to Rhea's agency and I bumped into someone with an umbrella… it was…”

“... me, the man with the umbrella. And I'm sure I saw you a second time, in the hallway of the hotel after our first night, when I lost my scarf. I went back to the hotel suite to look for it and a woman walked past me. I greeted her but she didn't answer. She was busy looking for something in her bag and I couldn't see her face, it was hidden behind her hair. And she was wearing dark-green trainers, the same again as yours.” You swallowed thickly, you clearly remembered that night.

“Yeah, I remember. I was looking for my biscuits in my bag because I was a bit hungry and… I didn't answer because I had my earplugs in and was listening to music, I didn't even recognise walking past someone.

“And there was a third time. In Central Park, one sunny afternoon I was sitting on a bench and reading a book. When I randomly looked up, two women passed by, I just saw them from behind, one of them talking nonstop to the other woman… and this woman…”

“...wore the same dark-green trainers like mine?” You completed his sentence. “I'm sure it was me and my friend Gabby, we met one afternoon in Central Park and on our way home she talked a lot,” you laughed and you couldn't believe how many chances there had been to meet Loki in the streets and he couldn't believe it either.

“Besides I don't know what I would have done, it's amazing how many times we ran into each other, how close we had been to each other without knowing it,” you realized.

“But it wasn't meant to be for us. Our way is a different one, more complicated but we'll go this way together. I'm sure everything should exactly happen the way it happened. At least it doesn't matter. We're together now and that's the only thing important to me. Come here, sweets,” and Loki pulled you into his arms and hugged you tightly.

“You're right, and I'm just happy to have you here. Thank you for being here and holding me.” You enjoyed his proximity for a moment before you continued to speak.

“Loki, I'm not sure if I'm ready for a new relationship yet. It terrifies me. I might need some time to get over my bad experience and I hope you understand that it's not easy for me to love someone again.”

“Your scars need time to heal, sweets and I'll give you all the time you need. I also know it's not easy to love me. I'm an otherworldly creature with a dubious past and how could I expect an angel like you to love a sinner like me that easily.”

“You stop saying that right away, okay? That's not the reason. You're wonderful! A loveable, attentive and sensual man, you're everything a woman can dream of… everything I'm dreaming of. It's me, Loki. My life is so fucked up, and you deserve better, a better woman than me…I really wish we would've met under different circumstances… the girl in the rain…”

“...bumping into the man with the umbrella…Now you stop saying that right away, sweets. You're gorgeous, and you are the one for me and I say it again, I'll give you all the time you need,” and he tightened his grip on you, kissing you softly.

“Loki, I would've slept with you without taking money from you because I never really wanted you to pay for me. I just want to be yours and yours only,” you whispered tiredly and snuggled up closer to him.

“And I would've paid any price for you just to be with you and to make sure that no other man touches and hurts what is mine,” he answered quietly with his wonderful velvety voice.

To the sound of his heartbeat, you fell asleep on his chest, protected by his strong arms which were still firmly wrapped around you as if he were afraid you could be gone when he woke up in the morning.

“I'll do this one thing for you and make sure that this son of a bitch will never hurt you again,” Loki whispered into the darkness of your bedroom and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. But you didn't hear him because you were already sleeping and with you closely snuggled up to him he closed his eyes and fell asleep too.

The next morning when you woke up the place in your bed next to you was cold and empty. For a moment you thought he was gone and you suddenly understand how he must've felt when he woke up that morning without you. It was a horrible feeling. But then you heard some noises from the main room of your apartment. You got off the bed and walked over to where the sounds came from. There was Loki, nearly fully dressed already and about to leave.

“What are you doing?” you asked him surprised.

“Hey, good morning, my sweet thing. You're awake. I didn't want to wake you up. I just need to do something before we have breakfast. I'll be back soon, my love. Take your time and enjoy a hot shower until I'm back. I won't take long, I promise,” he explained to you. Something seemed a bit off but you couldn't explain what it was.

“See you later, my sweet girl and I'll prepare a wonderful breakfast for you when I'm back,” and he kissed you passionately goodbye. There was something very erotic about him being fully dressed and you still being naked. You found it irresistibly indecent and arousing.

“Sounds very promising, handsome. I'll be waiting for you to come back soon,” you told him softly.

You smiled brightly after he had closed the door and you took a mug from the cupboard to make you a coffee. You couldn't wait to have him back soon though he had just left but you already missed him. You thought about yesterday and last night, about how Loki had been there for you and listened to you and about your adoration and blooming love for Loki when it suddenly hit you like a rock.

‘You're a fallen angel, someone has broken your wings and if I ever find this cruel prick who hurt you so much, I'll kill him’

‘Don't make any promises you'll never keep, Luke’

‘I'll find a way to stop him. I promise with all of my heart and soul, I'll stop him ‘

“Oh my god Loki, no… no nono no… Don't do this…no…” you panicked and nearly dropped your coffee mug. You suddenly knew what it was he needed to do before breakfast. He surely was on his way to pay a visit to Ralph. He was willing to risk his freedom for you, willing to help you, no matter what it might mean to him or the consequences it could have for him. Never before have you got showered and dressed that quickly. Hopefully, it wasn't too late to keep him from falling into calamity.

Last night before he fell asleep with you nestled in his arms, sleeping peacefully, he knew what he had to do. He remembered who he was and what he was capable of. He was a prince, a king, a fighter and still the god of mischief and trickery.

He was willing to write a new story for you and hopefully, he would be a part of it too in one way or another. He was on his way to fight for your honour and freeing you from Ralph and nothing could stop him from doing it.

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hrefna-the-raven · 11 months

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Tome of fate

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Chapter 1

Summary: This is basically an AU story about Loki, prince of Jotunheim, and the reader, princess of Asgard, meeting in the Utgardhall's library.

Warnings: fluff and Jotun Loki :)

Words: 1315

Your older brother Thor was meant to rule Asgard one day and you were chosen to maintain and forge diplomatic relations with the other realms, at least that was the hope Odin still clung to. You couldn't have been more different than your brother, although also being a formidable fighter and somewhat social if required, you rather preferred the company of a good book and the quiet of the night while sitting in the library absorbing all the stories and knowledge available. You were also known to cause a lot of mischief around the palace with your pranks but the fact that you somehow managed to talk your way out of it most of the time made the Allfather think that, some day, you'd actually use those skills for the good of the realm. Which lead you to this very moment, walking down the long halls of Utgardhall alongside Odin and king Laufey who was one of your father's most precious allies. Your feet suddenly stopped dead in their tracks in front of an open door as your eyes spotted the many bookshelves of the palace library. Your eyes sparkled at the marvelous sight of the old leather-bound tomes stacked neatly together, drawing you into the room as if possessed by a spell until you heard the Allfather call your name, followed by an amused chuckle from Laufey.

"I see your daughter treasures the written word more than the spoken one. May I propose to let her do so for now, old friend", the king's hand rested on Odin's shoulder, "she will need to hold negotiations soon enough, she should have the opportunity to enjoy Utgardhall's library today."

You paced slowly through the room, your fingertips brushing of the spines of the carefully bound and neatly stacked books. Asgard's library was clearly bigger and brighter but this one left you in awe with the sunlight shining through its large stained-glass window, bursting into an opalescent cataract of azure, emerald, gold and ivory. The image kindled a cozy feeling deep inside you as if you'd be sitting at a crackling fire enjoying its comforting warmth while a snow storm raged outside. Your eyes strayed from the window to the bookshelf on the left, stopping at the sight of a protruding and rather big book, covered in time-worn black leather. You took it off the shelf, running your fingers along the ice blue runes on the cover. You learned to read and write older runes from your tutors when you were younger but these seemed so different from the ones you studied. The shapes looked somewhat familiar until they seem to twist into something much older. You carefully opened the book, skimming through the faded pages as you tried to concentrate your gaze on the many runes and the few beautifully drawn and colourful illustrations at the beginning of each chapter.

"I wonder what this is", you mumbled absorbed in your thoughts.

"The tales of how my people and this realm came to be", a gentle male voice spoke up behind you.

Startled your hands let go of the book and it fell towards the ground, a big blue hand catching it right before it could hit the floor. You gulped uncomfortably at the sudden clumsiness as you slowly turned around. Your eyes widened at the sight of the rather good looking Jotun standing right next to you. He was obviously taller than you but due to being bent forward, his face was at the same height as yours, close enough to feel his hot breath fan over your blushing cheeks. Every part of mind screamed at you not to but you kept staring at him without a single word leaving your usually eloquent mouth. Your eyes traveled from his dark lips, over the pale ridged markings up to his ruby eyes staring straight into your soul.

"I'm rather fond of this book so I'd prefer for it to not be dropped on the ground", he chuckled, a teasing grin spreading across his lips while he straightened up.

"I apologise", there was a crack in your voice, "given my love for books I can assure you that I'm usually more careful but you startled me."

"Well, we Frost Giants are known to frighten others," a sad expression spread across his face while he tried to smile, eyes glued to the book he was still holding.

You watched him carefully, intrigued by the depth of his sadness emanating from him as he spoke and it stirred something deep inside you, a sudden urge to to show kindness and bring back that grin from earlier. You didn't know this man but meeting him in a place that some of your fellow Aesir would have mockingly described as your natural habitat, witnessing his endearing humorous way to talk about books, it connected the two of you in a way neither of you could have fathomed.

"Can you read it?", you asked, pointing at the book.

"Well what kind of Jotun would I be if I couldn't?", he snickered.

"Read it to me", you requested, stretching your arms up so one hand could reach and carefully open the book he was still holding while the other motioned to a large divan in the corner of the room, "please."

The Jotun didn't look at you, his eyes remained firmly on the first page, but just before turned around to walk to the divan, you could spot the corners of his mouth twitching into a gentle smile.

"Well how could I refuse if I'm being asked by such a beautiful lady."

You felt the heat creep up your cheeks as you sat next to him. Despite the Frost Giants being welcome in Asgard and not considered enemies, they were still a rather unusual sight in your realm, with rumours circulating amongst the noble families about how brutish and uncivilized the Giants could be and yet here you were in the heart of Jotunheim, sitting next to this particular Jotun reading you the origin story of his kind.

"There was in times of old, where Ymir dwelt, nor sand nor sea, nor gelid waves", his soft but deep voice filled the room.

"Wait", goosebumps forming on your arm as your hand moved up touching his cold blue skin.

His ruby eyes studied you curiously while you flicked your fingers, an emerald mist wisping from the tips, floating in front of you and slowly transforming into a bright faintly translucent image of the words he just read out of the book. His mouth opened slightly at the sight, he'd seen spells many times, he was even capable to cast some himself, but the entire encounter with you, leading up to this moment as you used your seidr to make it seem as the story of his kind was alive, gifting him with the opportunity to see the story come to life filled his heart with a happiness he never believed to be real. It was the random act of kindness from a stranger that filled his eyes with tears of joy.

"I'm Loki", he almost sobbed, not daring to look at you.

Your eyes widened at the sudden realisation that you were sitting next to Laufey's son, the next king of Jotunheim whom you just asked to read to you. You murmured your name in between hitched breaths, shifting nervously on the divan.

"It is a pleasure meeting you, princess", he almost whispered and his gaze finally shifted to your delicate frame next to him.

Your eyes met and while your face felt like it was burning, you could have sworn to detect a slight shade of pink on his blue cheeks before you nodded and put your concentration back on your seidr.

"Earth existed not, nor heaven above, 'twas a chaotic chasm, and grass nowhere.", he continued calmly, unable to hide a content smile.

Notes: I'm not sure if this is headed anywhere^^ I'm very hesitant if I should add more chapters, especially since I still have 2 ongoing series, 1 even about Loki, that I somehow neglect all the time xD

Chapter 2

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Hear me now (Jotun Loki x Female reader AU) (18+)

Read chapter 28 here / Series Masterlist

Chapter 29

Summary : Loki reveals some truth about his disturbing past on Asgard.

Warning : mentions of cheating. It's an Au btw keep that in mind.

You slept in that freezer that night, holding him close to you. When you woke up you realized that it was Sunday and you would be able to enjoy the whole day with him. Just the two of you, Cat was still at Phil's so you decided to pick her up in the evening.

When he opened his eyes, he rubbed it with the back of his hand, he always did that and you found it really adorable. He looked at your disheveled state and it made him blush. He really ripped the dress he got for you, but then he didn't feel too upset about it. He'd buy you everything you'd ever need.

"Cold? Want me to warm you little kitten?" He whispered softly as he snuggled you into him, your heart soared at the gentleness, you have never been treated with such care.

"Mmm yes please, you know it's Sunday today?" He lifted his head up to look at you and smiled. The day just got more blessed for him.

"A whole day with my darling girl? That makes me happy sweetheart" you giggled and after cuddling for a few minutes, he picked you up so you could both get showered.

"We have ruined that freezer, I don't think that can be returned ever again" he chuckled as you said that. You didn't want to cook so you ordered a pizza. That wasn't the healthiest idea but it was Sunday and you just wanted to indulge a little.

You both were on the couch, you had your head down on his lap, the greatest hits album by Queen was playing on the cassette player. He was caressing your scalp with his fingers and your fingers played with the marks on his chest, he purred every time you touched a sensitive spot, sometimes you did miss the time you had spent with him in the beginning of your relationship. He didn't speak but somehow that never made you feel as if something was missing.

You noticed that he was lost in his thoughts so you sat up, looped your arm around his neck, and placed your head down on his shoulder

"What's bothering you bluey?" You mumbled softly while your fingers played with the marks and veins of his forearms.

"How do you know? I did not say anything" he smiled and that made you smile too.

"You don't have to say it, you never had to speak to me for me to hear you, remember?" His eyes teared up as he heard that.

"Mmhmm I am just.. thinking about Stark" you looked at him as you sensed the worry and fear in his voice.

"About him hurting me?" He looked down, pulled you on his lap and pressed his head down on your chest

"That yes, I don't want anyone to take you away from me again, what if I am not there darling? What if I fail to protect you?" his voice was so small, so meak in your ears so you grabbed the back of his neck and made him look at you

"You can never fail, never. I just don't understand people like Stark, why can't they just leave you alone?" you kissed his forehead and he wrapped his arms around your waist

"They want me because I'm different, they detest me but at the same time they know what I am capable of, they know that I'm useful, usable, humans want to own everything beneficial to them" you nodded as he said that. His words bothered you alot you because you didn't want him to lose his faith in mankind after what has happened. Sure there were bad horrible people like Stark and Rogers, but there were also people like Phil, Bruce and Natasha.

"Was it like this on Asgard too? Or different. Do you have more people like you there?" He shook his head then he chuckled.

"Asgard? No there aren't more like me on Asgard, they are on a different realm though" you looked at him perplexed.

"Different realm? Which one?"

"Jotunheim" you hummed as he said that.

"So you are from jotunheim?" You got really confused because he told you that he was from Asgard. He never mentioned Jotunheim before. Sometimes it was really hard for you to believe that you were actually having such a conversation with a man that was blue and could do magic. If you had to explain all of this to someone you didn't think you'd be able to.

"I am ..it's complicated darling" he mumbled and you could see that he was trying to avoid the subject. He didn't really like talking about his home and his past.

"You can share whenever you are ready, okay?" He nodded as you said that. He really wanted to tell you everything, but he didn't know how. He lived a certain life for thousand years and then it was all taken away from him, though he was raised hiding behind the shadow of Thor, he knew there was one person that loved him entirely. His mother. All of it was lies though, nobody loved him. Not even Frigga. He was just a pawn, just a child that nobody wanted or cared for.

You hugged him tightly and when you heard the knock on the door you got up from his lap. Pizza with the tea that he made was delicious. He kept thinking about his past, he had tried to forget everything, tried to move on from the betrayal, lies and all the pain that came with it but it always was there in the back of his mind. You never forget the incidents that changes the course of your life.

While you were making lunch, he held you from behind and kept you close, you were the only thing keeping him calm after everything that has happened in past few months. He changed his form so he was able to tolerate the heat much better.

You made him taste the sauce you were making for the pasta and he moaned in response, that was enough.

"You ripped the dress I wanted to keep it" you giggled and he smiled.

"I shall get you another my kitten"

The pet name always made you flush. Ever since yesterday he was only thinking of your safety, he cannot let anyone harm you again. If he have to follow you to work and back then he will do it without a qualm. After lunch you laid down on the bed with him. You wanted to know about his past but you didn't want to force him, you wanted him to open up on his time and all of a sudden he started to speak.

"I had a father and a mother, King of Asgard, the all father, the god Odin was my father. Frigga the goddess of love, Queen of Asgard was my mother" the way he used the past tense in his sentences didn't give you a good feeling about this. You still had a hard time believing that these people actually existed somewhere.

"Thor, the god of thunder, first born of Odin, his heir for the throne was my brother"

"Thor exists?" You looked at him wide eyed and he nodded.

"I, Loki, the god of mischief and chaos, used to be the youngest prince of Asgard" and all of a sudden it all made sense. The way he talked and carried himself with so much grace was proof of his royal upbringing.

"What happened to you bluey? you can talk to me, you know that right?" He nodded and his grip on your waist got tighter.

"I was always raised with a belief that I was born to be a King and so was Thor but ever since I remember, Thor was the son my father wanted. He didn't care about me as much as he cared about Thor, I wasn't strong or muscular enough according to asgardian standards. It's a place full of men who are always ready for a brawl and would lead the war for the smallest disagreements" you caressed his cheeks and hummed in response, you were trying to process everything.

"The natives of Jotunheim, the frost giants were our scorned enemies, we both were raised to believe that frost giants were monsters, out to harm us and all the realms and it was upto us to keep them from destroying all the realms. I was raised to hate them, my own kind, I wasn't a full asgardian you see" your eyes flickered with anger as you heard him. Did they not tell him that he was adopted? Why would they allow him to hate his own kind.

"What do you mean Blu?" You asked him softly and his eyes teared up but he continued.

"When I turned a thousand year old, I got extremely sick. Hot weather always bothered me, but never like that, it never hurt me so drastically. I didn't know what was happening. I was lost, confused, I wasn't getting any better. I was also very–umm concupiscent" you scrunched your brows as he said that.

"What does that mean?" You perched yourself on your elbows while the fingers of your other hand caressed his cheek

"Very lustful, sexually stimulated all the time" your mouth opened in a meak oh as you realised what he meant

"I had this overwhelming urge to mate with someone, that has never happened to me, not even when I was adulting so i fornicated with half of Asgard, I'm not proud of it but I was trying to cure myself, the matter was too embarrassing to bring up to a healer but nothing worked. I would feel a temporary relief but it didn't go away, I was still ill, so I approached my mother and asked her if Thor went through the same thing on his thousandth birthday, the look on her face gave it away, that's when I knew that something wasn't right with me"

His eyes teared up more and the tears fell so you wiped them away quickly.

"I was in heat because I was half a frost giant, that's what giants go through when they turn a millenium"

"Half a frost giant?" You asked him confused as it didn't make any sense to you.

"I was born out of a love affair between my mother Frigga and the king of Jotunheim, laufey. Not the Odinson, I was laufeyson, I always was, they all knew, Odin knew, that's why he never cared of me"

Your eyes widened as you heard that. And for a moment you wished that it was the end of the revelation but the whole truth was even uglier.

What they did to him after that was something you wouldn't even wish on your worst enemy. They had him for a millenium and they threw him out as soon as he became a minor inconvenience.

He was just a pawn for them, birthed and raised for a purpose.

A purpose that he swore to never fulfill.

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Catch Me If You Can

Jotun!King!Loki x fem!Æsir!Queen!Reader

Summary: You and Loki play a little 'game' in the forests of Asgard.

Warnings: hide and seek? chasing? handcuffs? thirst, swear words, fluff, spice and very suggestive smut, of course - because it's for LGG ;)

Word Count: 2,2k

a/n: If I remeber correctly, it's @lokisgoodgirl 's birthday today. 😁 Therefore, I wrote a lil' something - and I know that you love this AU, so... Happiest of Birthdays, my wonderful, talented, beautiful friend! I love you! 🥰❤️

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The wooden ground beneath your feet rustled and crunched; aching a bit underneath your weight. Your steps were precise. Almost calculated. No twig snapped or cracked - luckily. Every wrong step could give you away. You had to be fast and quiet.

A cakewalk.

You stopped a second to look up in the sky, which was almost impossible. High, thick trees shielded your view. But there was no doubt... It would get dark soon. Time was running out.

Your breath was laboured; left your lips in small clouds of smoke.

It got cold.

You didn't feel the coldness, though. Your body was heated, due to the running and high adrenaline level within your system. Hot blood pumped through your veins.

The sheer inaudible sound of a breaking twig caused your head to snap behind you.

Nothing. Yet.

You quickly found your focus again, adjusted the sword, which was strapped to your back and kept on running; quietly cursing underneath your breath. You had worked hard for this advantage - and now you had squandered it.

He was close. You could tell. You weren't stupid. And if you'd make one wrong step now or stop, you were sure that he'd catch you. Something you couldn't allow to happen.

As you were running, your brain worked hard to choose the right path - which wasn't easy. The forest was huge - and yet he had 'found' you that quick. As if you were a wounded animal; leaking blood in the ocean. And he was the shark, smelling the blood. You needed a plan. Right now.

The gears in your head started to turn and when you passed by an all too familiar glade, it fell like scales from your eyes. Of course! Why didn't I think earlier of this!

If you can't outrun him, let him outrun you.

You smirked; quickly making a sharp left turn.

Your eyes scanned your surroundings ahead and when you spotted the huge fir, which had been split by lightning, you smiled.

Exactly where I wanted to lure him.

You looked behind you for a moment; swearing that you saw something blue flash between the trees.

Got you.

It was quiet. Too quiet.

Intentionally, you slowed your tempo; let him get closer - until you could practically feel his presence behind you.

You stopped at an old oak - exactly the one you had to stop; pretending to catch your breath. But your eyes kept on roaming the area around you. There was nothing. No one to be seen.

And then everything happened fast.

He literally came out of nowhere, big, blue, veiny hands winding themselves around your waist like a tendril, before bulging muscles tore you (gently) to the cold, moist mossy ground. You knew it was going to happen, but nevertheless you didn’t see it coming.

"Got you, my queen."

You shook your head; giggling. It wasn't quite easy to tame yourself at the sight of your husband looking so dashing in the slowly sinking sun - but somehow, you managed.

A dark velvet voice purred from above you.

Loki was hovering over your laying body. His hands pinned your wrists to the ground; holding them in a firm but not painful grip. Your legs were secured between his knees; powered by the warrior's strong legs. The leather of his loincloth strained against the king's thick thighs.

His abs clenched with every sharp breath he took; hot breath fanning against your face.

"You wish, my king. What do you dream about at night?"

"Mhh," you purred.

A deep chuckle rumbled through Loki's chest; a few strands of curly raven hair falling into his face. "Mostly you, darling... And the sinful sounds leaving those pretty lips whenever I worship the holy temple your body is."

You had to swallow hard, in order to not squirm or squeak up at his words. His charming, tempting words never failed to affect you - and you had a hard time trying to not let it show right now.

Now wasn't the right time to give in to his seductive words. Loki could be a mischievous scamp - and you knew exactly that he would use his silver-tongue to trick you into losing. But not today. Time to beat him at his own game.

You bit your lip and stared directly into his beautiful ruby eyes. "Tempting. As always..." You pulled him into a passionate kiss; lips moving against his, teeth clashing.

You kept on biting, nibbling and sucking on his lips, when you started to move. With your hands firmly tangled around his neck, you managed to stand up; forcing your husband to get on his feet as well. Loki's palms glided over your back to settle on your ass; squeezing the supple flesh and yanking your hips into his. You couldn't help the small moan which slipped past your opened lips; feeling Loki latch on your pulse point.

The Jotun king's eyes fluttered shut. A moan threatened to leave his throat, but you swallowed it whole by even depending the kiss.

Once Loki was completely lost in the little make out session, you acknowledged that the time had come for you to turn the tables.

Focus, Y/N, focus.

You brought his mouth back on yours, before you started to back him up. Only a few more steps...

"...but your silver-tongue won't save you this time, my king. You won't win this game."

Right after your words had left your lips - and Loki confused, he stepped inside the trap you had build decades ago. A rope slung itself around his ankles and brought the hunky warrior to his knees, before pulling him off the ground. The trap was reckless; didn't show any mercy and caused Loki to end up hanging upside down on a tree, above the ground; dangling helplessly back and forth.

While Loki yelped up in surprise, you just giggled and stepped closer. "Told you so, my love." You tapped the space between his strong pecs with your hand; feeling the dark, fine hair which grew there tickling your palm. Loki was way too stunned to answer something in that moment. He just stared at you, then at your hand and back.

"Tag, you're it!" You giggled with a wink and turned on your heels to run away.

All you heard was a loud groan of your husband, followed by his voice calling out to you. "Little minx! Just you wait until I have freed myself!"

It took Loki longer than you expected to free himself from the little trap you had lured him into. It gave you just enough time to complete the plan you had forged inside your head to walk victorious out of that little playful game of tag and hide and seek.

And now that the tables had turned, time was on your side. Not much longer and the sun would be replaced by the moon; announcing your victory.

Checking your surroundings one last time, you started to climb a big, high oak and settled on a strong branch; leaning against the stem. This tree was perfect to hide yourself in. Thick with leafs to keep you shielded from Loki's view but not thick enough to keep him shielded from your view. You smiled to yourself. The victory is mine.

Time passed - and was running out for Loki. While he made use of all his hunting and tracking abilities, you were literally enjoying yourself up in the tree; watching a few wild animals and listened to the bird's songs.

You had gained enough distance and left the perfect amount of clues for your husband to find you just when the sun was about to set.

He may be the best hunter and warrior of Jotunheim - but Asgard is my playground, you thought to yourself with a smirk, as you watched him approach you through your binocular.

You watched your husband's head snap into your direction; fierce ruby eyes scanning the area. He froze in all his movements for a moment; just listening and observing, before he started to walk straight towards the tree you were hiding in.

You prepared yourself for the final step of your plan; getting into position and loosening the rope attached to your belt.

When Loki was in earshot, you reached above yourself and broke a twig into two, gaining his attention. After all, you needed to make sure that he was walking past this oak.

He took the bait.

Smirking, you climbed into position and directed your gaze beneath you. The king had learned to move quietly as well, but nevertheless you could hear his heavy boots crushing the small twigs and leafs underneath their weight. After all, he was taller, stronger and bulkier than you.

His steps got closer and closer, until he was right underneath the branch you were sitting on - and that was your sign.

You jumped - and landed directly on your husband.

The force of your jump swept the Jotun king off his feet, causing him to land on his butt with a yelp for the second time today. Loki didn't hurt himself, but was way too shocked at what just happened to react. When his brain finally caught up, you had already tied the rope you carried with you around his wrists. Makeshift cuffs.

"Got you, my king," you said with a smile; copying his words. "Again, might I add." You winked at Loki; standing up.

The king sighed and shook his head. "What a tragedy... The best warrior of Jotunheim, defeated by a woman... But your victory is highly deserved. You always had the upper hand."

Loki stayed quite for a moment, before he gazed up at you and gave you a smouldering look, accompanied by a sly smirk. "I came here to win, but..." He inhaled deeply; licking his lips. "Losing to you, my darling wife is so much more fun..." He wiggled his eyebrows and lifted his cuffed hands.

He really likes this.

You giggled and bit your lip. "Uhh, does the powerful king of Jotunheim likes being cuffed?" A dark, sexy chuckle left Loki's lips, which almost caused your knees to buckle. "If it's by his queen, then yes." An idea formed suddenly in your mind at his words. You smiled.

"Be careful what you wish for, husband," you leaned down to whisper into Loki's ears. It sent a shiver down his spine. You could tell.

You reached for the loose end of the rope and tucked at it. "Stand up, prisoner. Time to bring you back where you belong to." You winked at your husband; telling him subtly to play along, if he wished to - and he did. Following your orders, he stood up. "Yes, my queen."

You led him through the Asgardian woods then, back to the palace. It was pitch-dark when you reached the majestic building. Without further ado, you brought him not to the dungeons, of course, but to your chambers...

As soon as the thick, wooden door fell shut behind you and him, your lips were on his; kissing Loki passionately. With one hand still wrapped tightly around the loose end of the rope and the other resting on the strong muscle of his right pectoral, you pushed him backwards; navigating your husband where you wanted him to be - on the bed. Loki let you, of course; was way too lost in the kiss - until the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed, causing him to fall back.

Ruby eyes stared up to you as he chuckled. "I see I am back where I belong..." Loki mirrored your words and climbed further onto the soft mattress; smiling smugly. "I like that. Do I get a reward now for all the efforts and exertions I had to endure on this little... chase?"

"A reward?" You asked; rounding the bed.

"Oh yes."

"Hmm..." You hummed in a thinking manner; climbing on the bed, too. "You'd love that, wouldn't you?" The question had barely left your lips as your hand landed on his muscular thigh. Loki's eyes snapped to where your palm met his flesh. He grinned.

"Can't you tell, my queen?"

Loki's breath hitched; hips involuntarily bucking.

You knew, of course, exactly what he meant. The tight leather loincloth around his hips didn't leave much... space after all.

"Oh, I can tell, prisoner. It's quite obvious, but..." You let your hand glide upwards; ghosting shortly over the obvious evidence.

"I'd like to hear you say it," you purred.

You smiled; pushed him back on his back. "And what would you like as a reward?" "Untie my hands and I'll show you." Loki winked.

Loki took a deep breath; smirking. "Mhhh, a woman who knows what she wants... I like that, too." He adjusted himself on the bed; tried to seductively lay on his side - which wasn't easy being handcuffed.

"May I receive an reward for my fearless bravery?"

Biting your lip, you climbed on top of Loki; settling on his lap - which caused an almost obscene groan to leave his lips.

"No."

Your answer was short and strict and before Loki could blink or even react, he found himself cuffed to the big, comfortable bed; wrists strapped to the bedpost.

"You see, prisoner... I won this little game. Fair and square. So, this..." You gestured towards him, then placed your pointer finger on the skin between his pecs; slowly running it down his chest and abs. "This is my reward. Tonight, I am in control."

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