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Coming Out (Avenger! Loki X Plus Sized Female Reader)

Relationship: Avenger!Loki x Plus Sized Female Reader

Summary: Reader has something she needs to share with Loki. (w/c 2.7k)

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. smut. Language. MLW and WLW smut. some negative self talk,

AN: definitely not beta read. I haven't written smut in a LONG time so.... yeah, that. Kjaere is a nordic way of saying sweetheart (I saw another writer use it once who knows how long ago and i've been using it irl so it felt right to use)

Also struggled for the right image. Art by https://www.instagram.com/andlatitudeart/

Today would be the day you told him. You had wanted to tell him from the beginning, but you were shocked in to almost forgetting about it entirely.

It had been a whirlwind time- Loki moving into the tower full time, shortly followed by the massive feelings you developed for them. You found yourself next to each other often, which led to conversations, and before you knew it Loki was sharing a blanket with you during a movie in the common room. This had made you nervous, but Loki smiled, and tucked his hair behind his ear casually. That moment you knew you were done for, but kept it to yourself, knowing in your deep self that one Loki Laufeyson would never return the feelings. Men like Loki, ones who were as smart as they were good looking, (and dear lord was Loki good looking), did not get involved with people like you. They would make friendships, maybe flirt some to get you do to some favors for them, but never date or fall in love. No the “fat funny friend” didn’t get prince charming.

So it was such a shock that day, on the way back to the tower from a successful outing to the bookstore, that Loki took your hand in his. You were stunned into silence, as the affectionate touch lit your whole soul on fire. You walked in silence for a few blocks, until it had started raining. You had planned ahead, and had brought an umbrella, but had to drop Loki’s hand to open it. Once you did, and turned to Loki to encourage him to stay dry, he just flashed you his million watt smile before placing a searing kiss on your lips.

As soon as he pulled away, you started giggling. “Come now Loki, what on earth was that?”

“Beg your pardon? A Kiss? Surely You know what a kiss is, Darling.”

“And what is this…. Kiss? I can take a joke better than most, but I do not tolerate cruel tricks Laufeyson.”

This was when Loki’s brows furrowed. “Are you mocking me darling?”

“You mocked me first. Do you expect me to think that the trickster, YOU,” and you gestured to all of him, “would kiss… ME” and gestured to yourself.

“If you won’t take my word,” Loki had started and then took your face in his strong and lithe hands and kissed you again, begging your mouth with his, and when you granted access, slipped his tongue furiously around yours. When he finally let you come up for air, you exhaled a frosty breath.

“Is that clearer?” the god asked.

You had lost your words, and your defiant attitude. And managed to nod in agreement. In some unspoken understanding, you both rushed back to the tower, where Loki descended into you again in the elevator, and unbroken led you to his private quarters.

You blushed at the memory.

Hands flashing to pull, tug and tear the clothing from his muscular frame, and your soft curvaceous form. Kisses turning into nibbling, sucking, moans filling the air. In the heat of the moment you even forgot any self consciousness or mortification over your body, as Loki ministered his blistering hot mouth and cool venturesome touch furiously drawing out your first orgasm. Barely letting that one settle, he was dragging his cock over your soaked folds, as you grabbed for him. “Loki” you moaned, breathless, “Wait.” He paused and kissed you deeply. “Yes?” He asked as he peppered more kisses down your neck. He nibbled your pulse point on your neck, while gently rolling your nipple between his fingers, eliciting a new moan. “Don’t you want me to,” you struggled to say “return the favor?”

“hrm?” as each touch from him was making you quiver under his body. “I need you.” And Loki leaned back on his knees and firmly hoisted your hips towards him as if you weighed practically nothing. Rubbing his tip along your entrance, he muttered again. “I need, YOU.” Making sure his wild, lust filled eyes met yours as he slowly, yet surely bore into you. You released a deep and throaty moan, taking his considerable size in pleasure. Loki barely managed “Oh my good girl.” And you fluttered around him. He started slow, but did not take long to set a frantic pace as he chased his high. You were a mess underneath him, fists grabbing at the bed, moaning his name. You knew he was close when he brought his thumb to your clit, “Good girl taking me so well. Cum for me my good girl.” he praised and commanded. And the dam broke, a form of scream escaping your throat as you came and squirted all over Loki, as they too let his voice rasp out a sound as all of him tensed in orgasm. You both had laid there for a while, catching your breath, sweat glistening on your bodies in bliss. Loki pulled you to him and held you to his chest, nuzzling your hair.

It wasn’t long before you started to come back into your thoughts, and couldn’t believe what had just happened. You quickly pulled the sheet to cover yourself, keenly aware of just how much flesh was on display. Loki bemoaned “Oh there goes the best view on Midgard.”

“Look Loki.” you started, thoroughly embarrassed now. “You don’t have to lie to me.”

“Beg your pardon?” Loki began. “I try to demonstrate the passion that I feel for you, and you still believe it untrue? Oh no, my kjaere. I only have the sincerest of feelings for you. I would very much like to court you.”

“Did Thor put you up to this? Tony? Court me?”

“If you don’t want a relationship with me, please just say so. Don’t need to rub salt into the wound.”

“Wait… you’re serious? You want an actual relationship? With me?” You paused long. “Not just a joke? Not just a secret lay on the side?” You must have made a face as you said “Why?”

“Kjaere, yes. Yes- YOU, Why not you!?”

You buried your face into the bed. “Please don’t make me say it Loki.” came out muffled.

He lightly drew his lips along your still bare shoulder “As you wish. Kjaere..”

Thus started the whirlwind of the last few months of your relationship with Loki. It was so sweet, magical, so intense. You had never before felt so blissfully happy in a relationship, even if the copious PDA made you feel exposed at times. It was a special thrill to be seen in this new role, girlfriend, and others faced with the knowledge as well. Loki was not ashamed of you for even a moment.

He spent every moment he could, touching you, honoring you, making love to you, thrown back in rapturous ecstasy with you. And you were still surprised every time.

And one day, it occurred to you, that you weren’t being completely honest with yourself or Loki.

That night, after dinner, you encouraged Loki to have a drink with you out on the patio. With a deep sigh after a sip of your wine you spoke. “Loki”, “Kjaere” and he beckoned you to lean back into him on the chaise. You did, and he immediately casually wrapped you in his arm. “I need to tell you something,” You closed your eyes, heart pounding, fear boiling in your veins, terror in your voice.

“Loki, I’m queer. I don’t just like men.” There you said it. You took a giant gulp this time. Stammering, “I’m bi.” “Or pan.” “Something. Queer.”

Loki craned his neck to look your face. “Help me understand.” he politely asked. “is this regarding your, sexuality?”

Your hand was still a bit shaky as you drank the rest of your wine, Loki’s remaining virtually untouched. “It means, I like men and woman- sexually, romantically. That… that… it really doesn’t matter what the person’s gender identity is, that I can be attracted to them”

“Is that what midgardians call that?”

“Well, the understanding ones do. Others- like my family though- have different names for it.”

“Like what?”

“Abomination, sinner, to start.”

Loki’s demeanor changed. “They really said that?”

You nodded, finding the words lost, stuck in the lump in your throat, as your eyes welled with tears as memories flashed. He kissed your temple.

After a long moment, Loki spoke. “Well I suppose while on the subject, I should tell you, that this is me as well. In my time I have been known to, well frankly, bed a number of would be suitors. Maidens and Lords alike. It always tended to be a moot point in Asgard.”

“Did your father throw you out of the house for having kissed a girl?”

“Oh my sweet thing.” He held you tighter as the tears fell. “Odin is his own brand of horrid. It does nothing to ease the betrayal of your own kin. But I am still an abomination.”

“Because of Thanos and new York?”

“Because of what I am. I am not pure of Asgardian blood.”

Now it was your turn to look your lover in their eyes. “But you’re Thor’s brother.”

“Yes. Brothers of circumstance, shared history and battle. But not of blood. I am…. Of Jotunheim. A frost giant.” He shifted your seats, closed his eyes, and you gasped quietly as his pale skin faded into an icy blue, patterned ridges forming. Blood red eyes opened to gauge your reaction.

“You’re so beautiful… “tracing the line on his cheek.

“I am a monster.” And Loki turned his gaze away from you.

You gently lifted his chin back to look at him.

“Does it bother you at all that I’m queer? That I still have dreams about being with women while I’m with you? Do you worry I am going to cheat on you?”

Loki’s demeanor brightened. “Not at all darling. I know and trust you.”

“Then trust me, you’re no more a monster than I am. And if you refuse to agree- well then you are MY monster.” You kissed him softly. You could feel him smile. “I was terrified to tell you this Lo. Terrified you’d immediately break it off with me.” you leaned into him for comfort.

“Why would I do that?? I may be a monster but that’s pretty low.”

“It’s been enough for others before.” You said low and quiet. “I’ve been too happy to risk it.”

“Kjaere, don’t mistake me for one of these ridiculous Midgardians. I’ve suspected something to this affect for sometime. Before we started courting in fact. I didn’t realize it was such a worry for you, and for that I am sorry.”

“Wait… you knew?”

“SUSPECTED.”

You giggled out the remaining nervousness.

“Why do you think you’re a monster Lo?”

“The stories parents tell their children before sleep, the villains are often frost giants. Asgardian history itself is littered with frost giant horrors. Even my own past, I could not escape what I am.”

“But I love who you are”

You tensed as you realized what you had said, never having said it to another before. You could feel Loki still. You held your breath, debating just running away. Loki held you in place.

“Even in this barbaric form?” he looked at you with his piercing ruby eyes.

“Especially so.” and you kissed him hard, ignoring the chill from his skin.

“Norns. I don’t deserve it.”

“Fuck anyone who thinks that. Look at you, look at me. I’m the one who doesn’t make sense. You’re the most handsome person I’ve ever seen and I’m, just…” and you grabbed your curves for emphasis. “This.” spat out with more venom than ever before.

Loki chuckled. “We make quite the pair, don’t we.”

“gee thanks.” and you stood to leave. Loki grabbed your wrist.

“Love, you misunderstand me. We are too alike at times. I love you for who you are! These curves,” and he reverentially ran his hands over your form, “are just a bonus.”

You chuckled and curled into Loki’s arms. In comfortable silence you both looked out into the city, night descending and the lights taking over the view in peace. Soon though you started to feel the chill and after one shiver from you Loki faded his Jotunn form back to the familiar pale Asgardian body. All the anxiety melted away, feeling more secure in this moment than ever before.

“I have an idea, if you’re open to it.” he whispered. You could feel him move and shift again. You moved to see Loki- not as an Asgardian or even Jotunn - but this time as a tall woman, a dress even accentuating new godly cleavage. Your jaw fell slack.

She started to lead you inside. “It’s been ages since I last made love as a woman.”

That was all it took before you felt yourself melting into your desire for your beloved Loki.

Once back in their room, you could not pull yourself from her body. You kissed her soft lips, and ran your hands over the new softness of her hips, before daring to caress her breast over her dress. She let out a gasp as you played with the now hardening nipple through the fabric. She let you pull the dress over head, letting her even longer hair cascade over the bare skin. You felt on fire, your deep desires taking over.

“Is this your first time with a woman?” Loki asked, breathlessly.

You nodded your head “No”. “it may be surprising, but I’ve had threesomes before” you confessed.

Loki’s eyebrows raised. Before they could ask more questions you descended your mouth over the sweet bud of their hardened nipple, sucking just hard enough to pull a humming sound from her instead. Her hands were running under your top, reaching for your skin as well. Leaning back you whipped off your top and unhooked your bra before throwing it to the side of the bed. She smiled, seeing how erect your nipples were as well. She took one in her hand and pinched just hard enough for you to gasp, causing your own arousal. In a flurry of limbs, tongues and kisses, you were both became bare for each other, you leaning over Loki your own hair hanging down tickling their skin with a smirk from you. You couldn’t wait, you slid down their torso kissing as you slowly pushed her legs apart. Kissing and nipping at her soft thighs, as you teased her folds with a light touch, spreading her slickness before venturing close to the bud of her clit. When you lightly brushed your finger tip around it in a slow, deliberate circle, Loki bucked and shuddered. You looked your partner in the eye as you brought the same finger to your mouth and sucked all of her off.

“So sweet, I need more.” And you descended your mouth, throwing her leg over your shoulder. You lapped and worked your tongue on her clit, drinking of her pussy as if you found the oasis in the desert. As your ministrations brought her closer to her climax, Loki’s hips started to buck and grind on your face until you pushed your arm to pin them down to the mattress. You took your other hand and inserted your index finger inside while still sucking on her clit. She moaned as you slipped your middle finger in as well and started pumping, curving your fingers to find just that spot. You knew when you found it as Loki moaned louder than before. “Kjaere, don’t stop.” And you didn’t you kept going, faster than before and felt them tighten around your fingers. Straining against your arm Loki arched their back and tensed as they came, squirting on your hand and face.

You leaned back on your knees to catch the expression of surprise and bliss on your partner’s face, chest heaving as they worked to catch their breath. “That was new” they managed to say with a grin.

A few hours later, spent and exhausted, basking in the afterglow of so many orgasms (you had lost count after 7), you hummed a contented sigh into the neck of your lover.

“Something on your mind?” she asked.

“nope. Ya fucked it out” you mumbled with a smile. “I love you Loki.”

“Oh my heart. I love you too, get some rest. I can show you how much more in the morning- and you can tell me that threesome story.”

You blushed.

“Deal.”

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anukulee · 1 year

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A/N: I got inspired by both Stay With Me by Sam Smith by Sam Smith and Home by Phillip Phillips for this one so feel free to listen to them while reading this. I also know there is a lot of introduction at the start of this but bear with me. I promise it is all-important for the story. So with that in mind strap in because this won't be a short ride.

Over his thousand years of living as a god, Loki Odinson became well-known for a lot of things. As the idea of him being a god is only one of his qualities and is one that only scratches who he is. For Loki, Odinson is far more than just the god of mischief, something that is only observed by a select few but is a thing that Loki makes no effort to hide.

For example, Loki is the only known member of the royal family, who has come out as liking both genders, while in the past there were rumors about the royals of Asgard, but none of them held enough facts to know for certain. Loki's taste for both genders has always been clear, as when he isn't with his closest female friend, he can be seen with both maidens and bachelors, whether that be him pulling them into a more secure and private place or out in the open. While some of these activities are regarded as mere flirtations others are far less innocent. As soon tales of him warming the beds of anyone no matter their rank or status began to spread around the nine realms and even to Midgard.

Yet in each one of these tales, there were always two things in common. The first being one Loki's clear show of consent, no matter who it is, everyone who has ever had the pleasure to warm the second prince's bed or whose bed has been warmed by him. No matter how kinky the activity was, Loki always ensured that he had the other parties' full consent to do so. This idea even extended to other aspects such as if either party was intoxicated enough not to give full consent Loki would stay away until both parties were clear-minded. Something that can't be said about past royal family members or even other rulers.

The second thing that those who accompanied Loki to a more private setting for more private things is his skill in the bedroom. No matter who warmed his bed, they never had anything but nice things to say about Loki's skills, as he more often found himself either at the top or near the top of most eligible men or at times women despite Loki's reputation as god/goddess of mischief. More often than not Loki could be found in his male form, though there were times even he got bored and she desired to experiment to find ways to bring her partner even more pleasure during their night together.

Loki's idea was that pleasure should be felt by both parties and not just him. Even those who weren't Loki's biggest fans couldn't say anything about his lack of bedroom manner or consent, something that some parties couldn't understand as they would do anything to ensure someone warms their bed. So despite Sif distaste and grudge toward the young prince, even she couldn't discount his treatment of her, in their night of passion. Something that she didn't particularly like to remember, this remained mostly unspoken for fear of Sif and known by few. While knowing this might sound good for all parties involved, there was one party in particular who was always unintentionally harmed by this, that party being Loki's best friend Hilda goddess of conflict, order, and at times wisdom.

While Loki was known for his history of partners, Hilda wasn't as known. While she was made the goddess of conflict given her tendency to be the one who would settle disagreements that Loki's mischief would cause, she couldn't seem to attend to that idea in her own life. As her ever-growing only continued to grow despite her need to push it down. As her feelings for her best friend Loki only seemed to grow with each century that passed, as he was her only idea of home. Yet in truth a home she could never have. She tried everything to try and stop her heart from fluttering at the very sight of him. From reminding herself why it wouldn't be possible to even hear Sif rant about Loki, by stopping her before she got too far. Yet despite this, her feelings for Loki never changed, as Hilda found herself wishing more and more for it all to just stop. None of it was helped by the ever-growing number of Loki's partners, at least that was until it stopped...

Loki's lack of partners didn't stop all at once but slowly began to slow down. From him taking more partners in a year than one could imagine, to only being monthly, then yearly, then maybe a few times a century. Something that didn't go unnoticed by Hilda or by the other members. As talks began to speculate about why the kingdom's most well-known advocate for sex was slowing down. Some said it was because he was growing tired and seeking new adventures, others said he was either losing his touch or he was finally being made to settle down, though fewer said perhaps he had finally found someone who surpassed his need to have sex. They would late be proven correct by their assumption as everything lead back to Hilda, something she choose not to see, for fear of rejection, at least until everything changed.

It had been yet another royal event held for who knows why, yet something nobody particularly questioned. For as long as there was mead, good drinks, and an excuse to party with even better company nobody particularly questioned the notion. By this time, the fact that Loki hadn't taken a partner in quite some time was still talked about through quieter for fear of what the god might do if he found out. While one might think they could avoid these rumors, Hilda seemed to be unable to. As with almost every event she once more found herself alone, as no warrior seemed to want to take an interest in her. As while everyone else around her was pairing up, Hilda was alone. As she watched even Sif found herself in the company of one of the better gentlemen in Asgard. Upon seeing this Hilda let a single sigh escape her lips. A sigh that didn't go unheard by Loki. "Now why may I ask if someone such as you standing alone on a night such as this," he asked.

A single eye roll crossed Hilda's eyes at the sudden appearance of Loki. Her heart still fluttered as it always seemed to do around him. "Ever the drama king aren't you?"

"Trying to change the subject aren't we darling?" This wasn't the first time that the affectionate pet name had slipped from Loki's lips, but was something Hilda chopped up to being his usual flirting nature. Rather then it is because he wished to call her that. A fact she often would remind herself of including in her responses.

"Perhaps what does it matter to you?”

"What can I not care about how my best friend is doing?"

"No, but I wouldn't expect someone such as you to be alone on a night such as this."

"Someone such as me?"

"Loki you do know, I am not blind nor am I dumb."

"I never said you were."

"This party is usually your bread and butter."

"Oh, and why is that?"

"We have decent music, good food, and one might think even better company." Hilda allowed her gaze to go to certain men and maidens though not her type personally, were ones she assumed were Loki's.

"And who to say that your company isn't better than those here?"

"Look around Loki, almost everyone is pairing off, even Sif and she has a distaste for such events."

"Perhaps I would rather spend the time with you, than those around us."

"Why?"

"Why not?" Upon hearing those words slip from Loki's mouth, Hilda felt her heart spread up again almost as if it was gaining hope. A hope that needed to be crushed. As Hilda's next words would do just that.

"Come on there is no need to pity me."

"Who says I pity you?"

"Loki, I have yet to see you in the company of some maiden or non-maiden in some time."

"And that matters why?" A general look of confusion crossed Loki's features something that should've struck Hilda as odd even for him. Yet she was far too busy trying to crush her hope to even notice.

"Because you are you and I am me."

"And there is a difference?"

"Yes."

"And what pray tell is that?"

"Do I honestly need to say it?"

"Perhaps you do because you are confusing me, darling. Something I rarely am, being who I am." A mischievous smile crossed his face for a single second, something that Hilda loved despite others' distaste for it.

"Loki you are someone people usually want to be in the company of."

"Not according to Sif," Loki teased referring to Sif's preference to not wanting to be in Loki's company unless needed.

"Sif is just bitter, that Thor doesn't desire her, and that you usually get the one up on her."

"Through she didn't seem to mind that one time if you know what I mean." Loki allowed his eyebrows to wiggle suggestively, as a small laugh couldn't help but escape from Hilda's lips. The remainder of Loki and Sif's past only served to remind Hilda why she didn't allow her feelings to slip. Although ever since Loki's partners began to die down he became even more flirting with Hilda. As the pet names and affectionate tone seemed to flow from his lips more and more often. Yet rather than rejoice as one might expect Hilda chooses to ignore for fear if she gave in she would just be another body to warm his bed just like all the rest. As she let herself slip further and further into denial as she continued to ignore even when it came especially when it came to those events in particular. Despite the number of pet names that would slip as it had done earlier, Hilda continued to ignore them as she continued per usual. As she let the next words fall from her lips as if she didn't care and her heart didn't break each time she was reminded of Loki's past.

"Yes, but didn't you end up cutting some of her hair off afterwards."

"It was all done in good fun," Loki exclaimed with a shrug.

"Yes, but if I recall correctly and I usually do. Didn't she knee you after that particular accident?"

"Yes, she did and afterward I bathed, and took comfort in you."

"Yes, I know I had to tend to you."

"Yes, you did." Another wiggle of Loki's eyebrows escapes alongside another mischievous smile.

"You act as if we did anything."

"Didn't we?"

"You and I both know all we did was talk and sip some wine."

"Yes, I know."

"And if I recall didn't you get her back for that particular accident later?"

"Remind me how I did that again because I seem to have forgotten."

"As if."

"Come on please for me," Loki asked switching on what midgardians would call a puppy dog face. Something that never failed to work on Hilda.

"Fine if I recall to make up for it you accidentally claimed you could only replace her hair with a heavy wig made like gold. A wig that she hated."

"I did."

"Through didn't both Thor and I get onto about that one."

"Yes, you and my brother teamed up on poor me and made me give her real hair once more."

"As if you weren't going to do it."

"Yes, but maybe I wanted to leave her in the search for a little while longer."

"And risk her wrath again?"

"Perhaps I like it that way." Loki let out another wiggle of his eyebrows, which resulted in a soft hit to his chest.

"Seriously must you?"

"Always especially with you, love." Rather than let out another smirk, Loki's eyes were filled with something else almost as if they were affection. Yet with that, something seemed to tick something in Hilda not helped by the affectionate name.

"Why must you?"

"Why must I what?"

"Do this."

"Do what?"

"Call me those names? You do know I am not one of your maidens, princes, or others."

"Yes, I am quite aware of that fact."

"Then why do you do this? Surely you see how it makes me feel."

"Feel?"

"Yes feel. You are the god of lies surely you can see through mine."

"Lies why have you not been telling me."

"Wouldn't you like to know because clearly, you don't see them?"

"See what?" As Loki's voice got a little bit higher upon saying this.

"That I am in love with you and have been for centuries," Hilda blurted, without thinking. Yet upon hearing herself say those words, Hilda knew one thing and one thing alone she needed to run. Far away perhaps she could get Heimdell to let her go elsewhere and come back for her things when she knew nobody would be there. Hilda always planning for the worst at least that was until when she started to run Loki grabbed her hand. "Please don't do this." A look of desperation crossed her face though nobody aside from Loki seemed to pay any mind. Almost as if there was an illusion cast to hide them.

"Do what?"

"Make me stay and act as if you feel the same."

"And what if I do?"

"Please Loki we both know that you don't."

"And why is that?"

"I don't know maybe with the number of partners you have in the past. Not that I am shaming you, you should be able to share your bed with whomever you choose."

"And what if I want that person to be you?”

"Loki please don't."

"Don't what?"

"Act as if you care."

"But I do."

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I do especially with you."

"Then why do this?"

"Do what?"

"Allow me to watch as everyone, but I am allowed to warm your bed? And don't you dare claim it was a distraction."

"I wasn't going to, because at the time they weren't."

"What do you mean?"

"I know this may sound douche, but bear with me please."

"And why should I?"

"If you still don't like what I have to say then you can leave and I won't stop you."

"You wouldn't fight me for me?"

"Not if you don't want me to."

"Fine, but I swear if you try anything you will regret it."

"I don't doubt that my love. Now may I continue?"

"Fine."

"As I was saying they weren't distractions whatsoever. Through as time went on I started to feel as if they were all missing something. A certain quality to them that I desired."

"And what was that?"

"The feeling of home."

"Oh."

"No matter how much I bickered with some none of them felt quite as home as with you. At first, I thought it was because we've known each other for centuries. Yet as time passed, I found myself noticing more and more things about you."

"Such as?"

"How your lips press when you are concentrating, the way your fingers slowly trap around when you are trying to think of something, the way your eyes light up whenever you are particularly excited, the way you can be so focused that you ignore everything around you, the way our bickering is so easy yet so fulfilling, or maybe the way no matter who I am with even with mother, I always want to come home to you."

"And that changed everything?"

"It did because as soon as I realized what I was feeling wasn't just friendship. I stopped any flings, I didn't want to use them as an excuse to sleep with whomever as means of a distraction. I let loose the pet names hoping you would pick them up. Yet it seems it didn't pan out quite as I hoped."

"You think?" A look of seriously crossed Hilda's face, as Loki let out a small chuckle as he allowed his fingers to rub against Hilda's hands which he had taken into his own.

"I know, the question is do you still want to leave?"

As much as Hilda wanted to say yes. Another question seemed to cross Hilda's mind something she hadn't remembered until just now. Something that needed to be expressed especially if they were going to be able to move forward. As she let something slip out of her mouth. "I honestly don't know Loki."

"And why is that my dear?"

"Because though I love you I don't want to stop you from being who you are."

"And why would you do that?"

"Loki you switch genders at times. And as much as I am attracted to you as a male, I am not sure if I am towards females. Not that I have anything against your gender change. I just don't want to hurt you or us because of my lack of interest in the same sex. Nor do I want to conform you to one gender because I prefer men."

"I see."

"I didn't think of it because honestly, I didn't think this would ever happen so it didn't cross my mind."

"We could always wait to come to that bridge when we cross it."

"While that sounds appealing we can't. Because it may be tomorrow or it could be centuries. I don't know and I don't want to hurt you because I don't know."

"We could always try and see how it goes."

"Could we?"

"I mean you rarely see me as a woman and I can be quite charming as you know."

"I know, but are you sure I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want to."

"You wouldn't as you said I may feel like a woman soon or maybe it could be centuries. If you were willing to just try I would be up for it."

"And if I am not?"

"We can cross that bridge later."

"But we can't."

"Can't we?"

"I don't know?"

"You do know no matter what gender I am. I am still your Loki whether that be male or female. Only my looks and voice change but I don't nor does my love for you change."

"I know, but I don't want to force you Loki."

"You won't again, we don't know what I will feel like experimenting or if I will anytime soon. Or how you will feel because this is new to both of us. So why don't we wait and see what comes."

"And then what happens?"

"We can deal with it later just please let us have a chance. Don't give up on us before we've even tried."

"Are you sure about this because say the word and..."

At this Loki leaned in closer to Hilda. "And nothing the future can wait. Can it not?"

"Are you sure?"

"As long as I am with you it doesn't matter besides who knows what can happen especially with me?" Another wiggle escaped Loki's eyebrows.

"Cocky as ever."

"Would you have me any other way?"

"Sadly no."

"Now will you allow me to make up for a lost time?"

"Perhaps." At this Hilda allowed her eyebrows to wiggle as Loki let out his own smile as he pulled her in for a kiss. Once Loki's spell over them was lifted the two would spend the night making up for much of their lost time in both words of affection and other activities through not without protection. As finally, the two had found their way home, unknownst of the future regarding Loki as long as they had each other they could get through it. As to the two of them, they were each other home.

A/N: Loki's fluidness for gender is known, as he has both male and female forms. Not everyone is attracted to females even if it is Loki. I am one of those people. I will not shame anyone who is attracted to both sides. Through I thought it would be something of importance to discuss in Loki's relationship. In this case, Hilda isn't one to shame Loki because of what he or at times she feels like. But she isn't sure what she will feel if Loki changes gender nor does she want to force Loki to be a gender they aren't feeling. It's why I left that, particularly thing open because we don't know what Loki feels like being. I would like to imagine that Hilda would feel love for Loki no matter what gender they are. Though it might take some time to adjust, or maybe it won't again I don't know because Loki's gender could change in a snap of our fingers. So yeah that's why the end turned out the way it was. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed it and I will see you all next time.

#angst with happy ending #good bro thor #Good Loki #Bi Loki

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