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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 1)

Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 ( Part 6 in progress)

Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)

Summary: You are not just a soldier in Asgard's Royal Army, you are Lieutenant Y/L/N, Prince Loki's personal guard, his sentry and you are not supposed to fall in love with him. If you followed your training properly, you should never have even spoken to him. As a sentry, you are expected to remain silent and invisible as you shadow your appointed member of the royal family or member of the court protectively throughout their daily tasks.

Rumors (that happen to be true) begin to circulate through the palace that you serve the younger prince of Asgard both outside and inside his chambers. There is little you can do once word of your off duty activities spread through every maid, cook, gardener and seamstress in the palace. You soon find even the soldiers in your own company are now questioning how exactly you had come to earn your seemingly quick rise to lieutenant.

As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.

Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor being an absolute ass, Odin being a terrible father

A/N: I did some googling quickly for military terms and ranks (since I have no previous knowledge of them) as well as some basic information about the royal guards in England. I took some of what I found interesting and then made up most of the rest to fit what I needed for my story so there will be some similarities. Also... I haven't written anything in like a year (maybe longer) so be nice please 💚💚

You stand at constant attention in silence outside of Prince Loki's private office. You listen to the birds singing through the open window across the hall from where you are posted and wonder how long you could go without making a sound. You have been trained by the Royal Army for years to remain silent, vigilant, always listening and watching your surroundings for anything dangerous or out of the ordinary. You are always on guard, ready to protect Prince Loki should the need arise. Not that someone with his fighting skills or magic would need protection from a simple soldier like you. You were assigned this post purely because it was customary for each member of the royal family to have a sentry, whether they actually need one or not.

Your attention is drawn to the sound of footsteps approaching from your left. You are unable to determine how many people are coming but judging by their pace and heavy boots, they are most likely all soldiers. Commandant Thorn, the soldier in charge of your company, makes his way down the hall at a steady pace. He is followed by your captain, Captain Skye who is holding a leather bound book containing the names of all the sentries and their current posts. Trailing the two older men, are four low ranking soldiers you can't remember the names of.

The group of soldiers comes to a stop in front of you and your fellow guard and you both salute your commanding officers. "Lieutenant Y/L/N," Captain Skye says, opening his book for a moment. He closes it and looks up at you, "Prince Loki will of course be attending the Winter Solstice Ball. You will be required to escort him to the ballroom and remain on guard there until he dismisses you for the evening."

You nod in response, carefully hiding the heavy emotions you have surrounding the upcoming ball. The soldiers move on and you are left alone with the other guard again. She says nothing to you and even if you were allowed to speak, you know Sergeant Sands wouldn't talk to you. She is not your friend, none of the members of the Royal Guard are your friends. It wasn't always this way though, it is only since you were promoted to the rank of lieutenant that the guards you work with began to distance themselves from you.

You had been assigned to Prince Loki for three months when you were promoted from sergeant to lieutenant. Your fellow soldiers immediately assumed the young prince had a hand in it as he did little to hide how he favored you over the other guards who were previously assigned to him. The rumors about you spending the night in Loki's chamber instead of guarding it flowed through the palace soon after. You adamantly denied these rumors and any favoritism from the prince but it was a wasted effort. It also happened that the rumors were true to a point.

The door to Loki's office opens and you stand at attention as the court accountant exits, holding several rolls of paper and mumbling to himself. Sargeant Sands follows him without any orders needed, she is his sentry and will go where he goes. As she walks past by, she glances at you with what can only be described as a look of disgust. You look down at your boots, fully aware of what she is thinking.

You wait quietly for Loki to open the door again but you know him, he will want to read through all of his notes from today before he finalizes his meeting schedule for tomorrow. You have roughly half an hour until he will be done, half an hour to stand here and think about the dreaded Winter Solstice Ball.

Another half an hour later, as expected, Loki opens the door and walks out. Waving his hand towards the door, he uses his magic to seal the room. He smiles warmly at you and you smile back at him for the first time today. This was your favorite part, the part where the sun goes down and Loki frees you from your constant silence.

He touches your cheek softly and leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back but pull away quickly as you hear footsteps approaching. You step away from Loki and stand at attention as Prince Thor comes around a corner. You keep your eyes straight ahead but you can feel Loki stiffening next to you, he and his brother get along much better when they are at court than they do in private.

The brothers greet each other politely and you silently wish the older prince would simply continue on his way but it doesn't seem likely. Your attention shifts to the window across the hall from you again, you can just barely glimpse the sunset over the tall evergreen trees in the distance. You know Loki will tell you if he and Thor discuss anything interesting so there is no need for you to listen to their conversation. The two of them continue for several long minutes before you realize Thor has said something to you.

"Lieutenant Y/L/N?" Thor says and you shake your head as you shift your focus.

"I'm sorry your highness, I was unaware you were speaking to me," you apologize. He had never spoken to you before and you were unsure why he would start now. Loki folds his arms across his chest and you feel uneasy at how annoyed he seems.

Thor laughs which does nothing to make you feel better. "I was wondering what it was about you that made you my brother's favorite," he says. "You must truly be special, a sentry's post typically only lasts three months, perhaps six at the most. You have been with Loki for how long now?"

You think for a moment before replying. You had been assigned to Loki for only a month before he first spoke to you and you had quickly become close friends. Three months after becoming friends with the prince, you slowly became more until you were completely in love with him.

"Fourteen months," you answer him in as few words as possible.

Thor looks at his younger brother with a smirk, "Fourteen?" Loki remains silent and you can tell his older brother is not even close to letting you leave soon. He turns his attention to you again, "So is it true then?"

"Is what true your highness?" you ask quietly.

"That you follow my brother's orders when you are wearing your armor and when you are not?" he laughs and his sentry smiles then looks towards the ground. "I could use a sentry like that, I grow tired of being followed by these shadows."

Loki's fist clenches but he answers Thor calmly. "Maybe if you learned your sentries name and weren't so insufferable to be around, they would remain at your service for longer than a month at a time," Loki says. "And you are the last person I would expect to listen to palace rumors. According to the most recent ones I've heard, you've slept with nearly half of the kitchen staff this month alone."

Thor smiles, proud of himself. You and Loki realize the stories you had overheard were true, if not understated. He explains, "That is why I assume the rumors of you and your little pet are true as well."

You find yourself in that brief moment wishing Loki would confirm everyone's suspensions. Not necessarily that you were sleeping together, that you were in love and wanted to be together. You know wishing for this is as useful as wishing it would rain gold. Once again you remind yourself that this is the way it will always be, until he marries a woman of high status and you are forgotten.

Instead of responding, Loki turns from his brother and walks down the hall towards the stairwell that leads to the royal family's chambers. You follow him silently, staying a few steps behind as always.

"Come now brother, I was merely joking," Thor calls from behind you but neither of you stop walking.

The two of you continue on in silence until you reach the top of the stairs and Loki's pace slows so he is walking next to you. His hand finds yours, his thumb gently stroking your knuckles. As soon as you feel his touch, you begin to relax.

"I'm sorry about my brother," he says quietly.

"His behavior isn't your fault," you reply. "And he is far from the first person to corner me about our relationship. I am used to denying the truth."

He stops, causing you to turn back towards him, your hand still holding his. He then takes a few small steps, closing the distance between you. Loki touches your cheek gently with his other hand. "I'm sorry Y/N," he tells you again. "I wish we didn't have to hide but you know there are some rules even I cannot break so openly. Maybe I should have hid my favoritism towards you better but I couldn't bear to have you reassigned. You mean too much to me."

You smile, "So I am your favorite sentry?"

He lets out a laugh, "You are my favorite person in the nine realms." You giggle at his answer and his fingers trail down your cheek until his thumb gently runs across your lips. He leans down to kiss you but just as his lips touch yours, you feel your heart jumps in your chest.

You hear several sets of footsteps and separate yourself from Loki in an instant. He looks down the hall as his mother, two of her maids and one guard come into view. She smiles brightly at both of you as she comes closer and you bow to the queen in respect. You find it hard to miss the side eye from her sentry or the whispers shared between her maids. Loki gives his mother a hug and wishes her a goodnight. She tells him to have a goodnight as well and continues on her way.

You and Loki walk off in the opposite direction towards his chambers and once you are alone again, Loki moves to take your hand but you flinch away. He looks hurt by your momentary rejection but he doesn't say anything. He knows how nervous you are about being seen touching him or speaking to him. You round the next corner and are flooded with relief as Loki's door finally comes into view. You fight the urge to smile, holding onto your composure as you've been trained.

Loki opens the door and steps inside, you follow him as you always do and he closes the door. He flicks his wrists towards you without a word and the heavy armor you wear over your clothing instantly settles itself neatly into a large chest. You take a few deep breaths, feeling as if most of the weight you have been carrying leaves you, but not all.

"Thank you your highness," you say out of habit.

"Please, never call me that in here," he reminds you gently. "In here I'm not a prince, I'm just Loki." He walks towards you and you don't realize you are moving away from him until your back hits the door and his body comes flush to yours. One hand settles on your hip while his other hand lifts your chin, causing you to look up at him. He continues, "And you are not Lieutenant Y/L/N, you are Y/N. The woman I am so deeply in love with." He smiles and you can't help but smile back at his words. All your worries vanish the instant his lips meet yours.

You lay in Loki's arms watching the sunlight fill his room through the sheer curtains. You try to memorize the sound of his slow, steady breathing and the feel of his heart beat against your back as he holds you even in his sleep. You inhale deeply and focus on deciphering every herb and oil Loki uses to keep his hair soft. Closing your eyes, you use your senses to bring an image of Loki's face into your mind and try to hold it there.

"What are you thinking about my love?" he asks in a sleepy voice. You open your eyes and shift closer to him, pulling his arms tighter around your body. "Y/N, what's wrong?" he asks, now much more awake.

You swallow hard, trying to find the words. You had been thinking about what you needed to do most of the night but now that it was time, you weren't sure you would be able to do it.

"I've told you, you can speak freely here," he says softly, urging you gently as always to speak your mind when you were with him. His fingers move slowly up and down your arm as he tries to comfort you without knowing what is causing your distress.

"I need to transfer to a new post," you tell him. You hear him inhale sharply as his fingers suddenly go still.

You stand outside Loki's office with Thor's new guard and two others in silence waiting for a very long meeting to conclude. You stifle a yawn and shift uncomfortably on your feet before regaining your composure. The tall guard standing across from you rolls his eyes while the woman next to him mumbles something that can only be about you.

It has been two days since you told Loki you wanted to transfer and you hadn't heard anything from your commanding officer. In the meantime, you decided to go back to sleeping in your assigned room at the soldiers quarters. You had forgotten how much you hated it there. The common areas are loud and there is little privacy, everyone is in everyone else's business. You barely leave your room, which is a surprise to no one. They wouldn't speak to you even if you did. You live in a world of utter silence surrounded by never ending noise.

You feel as if you are shattering from the inside out and you try to remind yourself that it needs to be this way. The two of you hid in his chambers as if it protected your relationship but it could never be real. How could it be when he could barely acknowledge your presence when in public. He is a prince and you are a soldier as were your parents, you were not high born. Loki is destined to marry the daughter of a council member and you will guard them and their children.

The door to Loki's office opens, you and the three guards stand at attention. Prince Thor walks out first, followed by two council members. They walk off in different directions, shadowed closely by their sentries but you remain, as always, at Loki's door.

You stare at the wall in front of you for what feels like eternity. Your mind wanders between your favorite memories from your brief time with Loki and the crushing weight of your current reality. You stand up straighter when you hear the door swing open and Loki steps out.

"Lieutenant Y/L/N," he says, "I need to speak with you."

You nod and follow him into his office, closing the door behind you. You stand motionless, taking in his office and how much it feels like him. The dark wood bookshelves crowded with leather bound books, the chair pulled close to the window so he can see the garden below when drinking his afternoon tea, the green and gold accents on various pieces of furniture.

You sigh to yourself as you follow him to his desk. He takes a seat and you stand across from him with your arms behind your back, waiting for him to speak first.

"Y/N," he says informally but you don't relax. "Your transfer to a new post was not approved."

"Can I ask why your highness?" you keep the formalities as you've been trained.

"The Winter Solstice Ball is in less then a week," he answers as if you could forget. "The Royal Guard seems to be too busy tightening security and preparing for everyone's arrival to complete your paper work at this time."

"Understood, your highness," you say. "I should return to my post." You turn to head back outside of his office.

"Wait," he calls and you freeze just before you reach the door. You hear him get up from his seat and walk around the desk. "Please stay, talk to me Y/N. I miss you so much it hurts."

"I can't," you say almost in a whisper

He touches your arm and you turn to face him, seeing the pain in his eyes. "I miss the way your laughter filled my chambers. I miss hearing you hum to yourself when you think I can't hear you. I miss the sound of your voice and how easy it is to talk to you," he says and you force down a smile and the urge to hold him tightly.

"I can't bear to be without you," he tells you and you want to tell him you can't be apart from him either but you remain silent for fear you'll lose your resolve completely. He strokes your cheek gently and you close your eyes as you lean into his touch. "I love you," he says.

"I love you too," you tell him, seeing a spark of hope light his eyes. You shake your head and take a step away from him, "But I can't do this. I'm sorry." Before he can say anything else you tell him, "It will only hurt more the longer we wait to end this."

"We don't have to end this, now or ever," he insists as he steps towards you. "I promise I will find a way for you to be mine, not just when we are hidden away, but always. You believe me, don't you?"

"I want to," you tell him truthfully. Loki had promised several times to find a way to marry you but you thought it was false hope. "But this isn't a fairytale my prince, we don't always get a happy ending."

You want to disappear into the marble floor, to be sucked into the wall behind you or simply vanish into thin air but you can't. Instead, you must stand perfectly still and silent as you watch the dancing and merriment around you. You momentarily wish you would go back to a time when you didn't feel an ache in your chest at the mere thought of another woman being in Prince Loki's arms. Shaking your head just slightly, you chase away the thought. As much as this hurts, you will always cherish the limited time you shared with him.

The music changes tempo as the first of seven courses comes to an end. Couples begin to take to the open floor in the center of the ballroom. Prince Thor and Prince Loki make their way to the group of single, eligible women awaiting them, each at a different pace. The older prince seems to now exactly which woman he would like to spend time with first. He offers his arm to her and declares her the most beautiful woman at the ball, causing her to blush and giggle. The younger prince takes his time walking to the crowd and simply takes the hand of the closest woman without so much as glancing at her. His lack of interest does little to dampen her excitement however.

The dozen or so women who were not chosen move away from the dance area and you have to hold back a groan as they gather directly in front of you to wait for a chance with one of the princes. You can't help but listen to them discuss which prince they think is better looking or who they would prefer picked them. The first song ends and the two princes each select another dance partner. Again, Prince Thor takes little time deciding who he wants while Prince Loki simply offers his hand to the first woman he sees. You can practically hear him sigh as she holds his arm and walks quickly to the dance floor.

As the second song begins, one of the women briefly looks at you over her shoulder before motioning towards you to her friends. Your ears go red with embarrassment as she tells them the rumors of your past relationship with Loki just loud enough that she knows you will hear. Of course she gets the ending wrong. She assumes, like everyone else, that the prince grew tired of you and banished you from his bed chambers. You had to admit, it seemed a far more likely story than the truth.

You shift your attention to the ceiling for a moment, hoping that counting the candles in the chandeliers will distract you from their stares and comments. You only count to twenty seven before the sound of a glass shattering draws your gaze back to the guests. A council member laughs loudly, clearly drunk already, as a servant cleans the wine glass from the dance floor.

Your eyes scan the room and easily find Loki at the center of the crowd, a third woman in his arms. Your drawn to his face, studying his features. He smiles at the woman as he twirls her and she giggles but she doesn't know him like you do. She doesn't know that's the smile he uses at court, not the smile he shows you. Showed you, you correct yourself. He glances away, not holding eye contact with her as they move effortlessly across the dance floor.

After the final course is served, the dance floor fills for the last time and you sigh with relief that the night is almost over. You shift on your feet, looking down for a moment when the chatter of the women in front of you begins again. Why must they stand here to wait, you think to yourself.

The princes once again make their way to their potential dance partners and Thor makes his pick quickly. Loki stands in front of the women for a moment and your eyes lock with his as he looks between them.

"Pardon me," he says politely to the crowd as he moves forward, slipping past the confused women. He makes his way towards you and your breath catches in your throat. He stands in front of you and holds out his hand. You look at him, stunned by his actions. He smiles when you don't move, "Will you dance with me, my love?" Still you remain silent, looking past Loki to see how much attention his actions have drawn. "Don't look at them," he says, touching your cheek softly as you look at him again.

You steady your nerves and place your hand in his. The moment his fingers close around yours, you are surrounded by a light cloud of green, shimmery smoke. When Loki's magic fades, you are wearing a flowing emerald green gown with golden trim, perfectly matching his dress uniform. Your hair has been restyled to hold a small gold tiara with short horns, mirroring the helmet he had worn during his entrance.

"Gods, you look gorgeous in my colors," he says with a wide smile, causing you to blush. "To be fair, you are always beautiful but now it is clear to everyone here that you are mine." You feel as if your heart might burst when he calls you his, he had said it before but only when you were hidden away.

Loki keeps his fingers interlaced with yours as he leads you to the dance floor, straight through the group of now very angry women. Some cross their arms, others give you dirty looks and several make rude comments as you pass. You pause before stepping onto the dance floor, the chatter and stares coming from the guests near you holding you back. He senses your hesitation and leans down to place a kiss gently on your cheek.

Your mind can barely begin to process what is happening as he takes you straight to the middle of the dance floor. He places one hand on your hip and you place your hand on his shoulder as you had done so many times over the last few months. You and Loki shared several secret dances in his chambers and his office, he found it difficult to listen to music sitting still.

He holds you close, his eyes never leaving yours while you dance between the other guests. You focus on how amazing it feels to be back in his arms, ignoring the strange looks and whispers that surround you. He twirls you gracefully and you spin back into him, giggling as you final feel at ease. As the song draws to a close, Loki spins you one final time. When he pulls you back to him, he leans down slightly and your lips meet his.

You smile up at him, hoping this isn't a dream when you see his mother approaching you. You take a step away from Loki but he keeps his hand on your waist, not letting you go too far. You bow to the queen and she says, "I think it is my turn to dance with my son."

You nod quickly in agreement and Loki let's go of you, his magic fading instantly as your armor reappears. You walk through the crowd with your head down and return to your post, once again wishing you were invisible. The women watch you, gossiping wildly as you pass again. You can only imagine what they are saying but they are not your biggest concern at the moment.

Anxiously, you watch Queen Frigga and her son move across the dance floor. You can't hear what they are saying of course, but you can tell by her expression that there will be consequences for his actions. As the song ends you see your captain approach you and your stomach drops. Loki will not be the only one to be punished for choosing you.

"The king had summoned you to the throne room," he says in a stern voice. You nod in acknowledgement and when you look back towards the dance floor, Loki and his mother are gone.

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Prince! Loki x Asgardian reader

18+ | contains some smut. This was so random I know but I had a lil idea and wanted to see where it went.

You were one of the first told of Loki’s arrival back to Asgard and his arrival in the palace. Unaware of where Frigga had sent him, you made your way to his chambers before preparing him a bath, wanting him to be able to relax. You didn’t know what condition he was in or what state of mind. Word of him looking worse for wear spread around the palace like wildfire before you heard the door of his chambers opening and managed to see for yourself how he looked.

“Loki.” You greeted as you took him in. You couldn’t help but smile at his valiant form; it had been a while since you had seen him dressed like that. “I have prepared your bath.”

“Join me.” He insisted, making his way through to the next room where his bath was waiting. You followed after him, your brow furrowed in slight confusion as you tried to gauge his state.

“Loki?” You began, looking away slightly as he quickly undressed.

“If you wish to leave, you can leave” he dismissed, stepping into the bath “although take note, my heart grows ever fonder in your presence.” He smiled, eyeing you almost hungrily.

Taking a deep breath, you undressed for him, reveling in the feeling of his powerful gaze on you as you exposed yourself to him. Everytime his eyes were set on your body, it felt like the first time. Once you were naked, you grabbed a rag before stepping into the bath. Soaking the rag, you gestured for Loki to come towards you as you pointed to the gash on his forehead. Coyly, he shook his head no leaving you huffing as you moved closer to him before reaching up and dabbing away at the dried blood. You leant over him, your bodies touching as you reached above his brow. You couldn’t help the small smile that played on your lips as Loki took the opportunity to kiss down from your neck to the swell of your breasts. You couldn’t deny how much you had missed him, how much you had missed simple moments like these ones where you could just be content with one another, the times where you found solace in his presence.

“I have missed you.” You hummed, eyes closed as he took one of your erect nipples into his mouth.

“Don’t fret for I am right here.” He answered, releasing it with a pop before pressing a loving kiss against your lips.

“Do you want me to wash your hair?” You offered, opening your eyes.

“Let me wash yours,” he answered, “turn around.” He smiled. Turning around, you settled between his open legs, allowing yourself to rest backwards against his chest.

“Someone really has missed me.” You giggled feeling his hardening length nudging your back.

“Ignore him.” Loki chuckled, reaching for a bottle of shampoo before squeezing some into his hands and massaging your scalp.

“That feels so good.” You spoke, melting against him, your husband, as his skillful fingers worked through your hair. Cupping some water, he washed it out of your hair as you remained relaxed against him. Eventually, one of his hands left your hair before running down your back and snaking around your body where it trailed down your stomach. Instinctively, you opened your legs, eagerly awaiting his touch before his name fell breathily from your lips.

“Just stay relaxed for me.” Loki spoke in your ear, placing a kiss just below it as his other hand cupped your breast, kneading it as his finger traced your clit.

“Loki.” You mewled softly again, your back arching away from him as you threw your shoulders back.

“Relax.” He whispered, licking the shell of your ear as he applied more pressure to your clit, circling it fast as your hips moved on their own accord. The water around you both sloshed against the sides of the bath, almost spilling out as Loki lightly pinched one of your nipples, two of his fingers working against the bundle of nerves concealed between your legs.

“Norns Lokii.” You sighed contently, feeling that familiar warmth spread through your body.

“Let go.” He commanded, rubbing fast circles on your clit before you came with a quiet call of his name. It had escaped you how much you truly had missed him, even in his presence.

Eventually, the two of you got out of the bath, Loki helping you out as your shaky legs threatened to give way beneath you. You made your ways back to his bedroom where you dried off in comfortable silence.

“You know when I was out there, I thought about you, I prayed to you.” Loki spoke as he dried the ends of his hair.

“What?” You answered, slightly confused as he stepped towards you, his cock heavy between his thighs.

“You are my strength” he smiled fondly, looking into your eyes as you looked into his with an almost sadness “like the—” he began, running his hand against your cheek before he noticed you shy away from his touch. You didn’t mean it, it just happened. There were moments like these ones, when you’d piece together where he had been, where he had been sent and it felt like a million tiny daggers piercing your heart at the same time. “What’s the matter?” He questioned, concerned.

“Nothing” you lied “nothing's the matter.” You smiled, reaching up to kiss him. Loki kissed you back, his arms wrapping around your body as he held you. The kiss grew more feverish, both of you getting onto the bed before Loki was lining himself up with your entrance and thrusting inside. Your hand moved up and down his bare back as he fucked you. You tried to settle your mind, to enjoy this rare encounter but you could only think about the repercussions of this meeting. You’d feel good now, you’d share a bed now and then you’d be heartbroken again. A stray tear fell from your eye as you closed them, focusing on now. You felt Loki’s tongue against your cheek, licking it away, making everything better.

“As I slayed men where they stood, I thought only of you” he mused, thrusting harder as you bucked your hips up into his, his words the million tiny daggers “I slaughtered them in their droves y/n.” He reminisced, moving faster.

“Loki.” You said, the word coming out as something between a moan and an attempt at interrupting his ramblings.

“You should have seen me, you’d have been proud” he grinned, slowing his thrusts as his cock moved through your folds leisurely “I was valiant y/n, a king.”

He quickened his pace again, his head falling into the crook of your neck as he fucked you into the mattress, your body pleasured but your mind troubled.

“I watched the life d-drain from their eyes and yet my—my mind still conjured images of you” he grunted against your ear, thrusts growing sloppy “my q-queen.”

“Cum Loki.” You spoke into his ear, your hand holding the back of his head as you commanded him like he had done you earlier. You couldn’t take it anymore, it was too much. You moved your head to the side as he kissed your neck, sucking against it as he came, breaths heavy. You comforted him through his high, kissing him before you insisted he was tired and needed rest. He was more susceptible now, whatever charms placed on him wearing off as he fell asleep.

Once you were sure his breaths had evened out, you left the bed, securing a robe around yourself as you made your way to Frigga's rooms. Knocking, you awaited her greeting before entering.

“He is unwell” you stated, eyes full of worry “where did you send him?”

“I—” she began before you interrupted.

“He still speaks of war, he still lays with me as one would a wife.”

“Y/n.” She tried to relax you.

“War is what ruined him in the first place.” You protested. “How could you?”

“The war is in his mind y/n, he isn’t in danger, he finds peace when I transport his mind there.” She tried to reason.

“He was bleeding when he came back.”

“Merely for theatrics.” She dismissed.

“So what do I do? Continue playing the doting wife until he’s lucid again and remembers we’re severed?”

“You love him y/n.” Frigga countered.

“But he doesn’t love me and it breaks me every time the old him shines through.”

“You vowed you’d help nurse him back to health y/n, all I ask of you is your love for him.”

So like the real battle is his fractured mind? On reread/edit, I’m not sure what this is at all 💀

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michelleleewise · 1 year

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Long Live The King

Pairing: King Jotun Loki x Asgardian female reader

Warnings: healing, mentions of injury, recovery, swearing, soft love making, p in v, unprotected sex, switch!loki, insecurities, self doubt, mentions of past relationship.

Summary: you are reunited with a friend as you heal...you and Loki have a much needed talk...

A/n- aaahhh!!! We've reached the end!!!! Well there will be an epilogue but this is it! A very very special thank you to @mochie85 for all your support and vibe checking!!! I appreciate you more then you know!!! 💚💚💚

Part Twelve--Part Thirteen-(finale)

You slowly waded through the darkness, the sound of rushed voices surrounded you but you couldn't make out who they were, couldn't see anything but the all encompassing darkness. "Do something!" Loki's voice resonated through you. "She may never wake my king." Another echoed through your mind. You wanted to open your eyes, to see his beautiful face, to reach out and touch him, assure him you were still here but it was no use, your body wouldn't budge as your mind screamed "I'm here!" Into the void.

You weren't sure how long you floated, disembodied in the darkness when another voice pushed through pulling you towards it.

To be, or not to be, that is the question:

The voice was familiar, soothing. You tried to move towards it as it continued

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

You felt the soft fur under your fingers as you slowly regained your senses. The pillow under your head making you sigh.

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,

You tried to take a breath, a stabbing pain shooting through your chest making you exhale quickly, gripping the fur under your hand,

No more; and by a sleep to say we end, the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks

You slowly opened your eyes, a soft light shone through the room, licking the stone ceiling when the familiar voice sounded again "y/n?" Slowly tilting your head you couldn't help smile seeing Alrik sat next to you, book in hand "a...alrik..." you sighed, your voice hoarse and strained seeing him smile "thank the norns." He sighed, spotting a tear run down his cheek you slid your hand closer to him feeling his engulph yours. "We...we were afraid you may not wake." He said shakely looking down. "W..what.." you whispered, trying to clear your throat "you were...run through." He said looking back up at you "the king spoke to me of your bravery, that you saved his life." He said smiling "I did what I had to." You said trying to sit up, wincing at the pain in your chest when Alrik gently grabbed your arm "no y/n, you must rest." He said pressing your shoulder back down.

"Ah fuck." You hissed placing a hand on your chest feeling the bandages "h...how long..." you asked seeing Alrik reach over to the table "it has been two weeks since the king brought you back." He said filling a cup with water "two weeks.." you whispered feeling your eyes burn "yes, you lost a great deal of blood." He said "now lift up a bit." He said gently placing his hand under your head he brought the cup to your lips tilting it back slowly you couldn't stop the moan that escaped you as the ice cold water hit your tongue. "Easy, not too fast." He cooed pulling the cup back. "When you are ready I will have food brought up, but you must go slow." He said sternly. "Where...is Loki..." you trailed off looking around "He has sat with you from the beginning, but I told him he needed to rest so I made him leave." He smiled making you laugh. "You made the fierce king of Jotunhiem take a nap?" You laughed gritting your teeth through the pain. "It was either he went willingly or I would drag him, he chose the former." He said, you both laughing.

"Oh I wish I could have seen that." You said wiping a tear from your eye. "I can be quite persistent." He said smiling "I can see that." You said looking into the fire. "What were you reading?" You asked seeing the book on the bed. "Oh, it is one of the Kings favorites, Hamlet by a man named shakespear." He said picking it up "the king has a great love for the written word, this is a midgardian author and while he usually doesn't enjoy their literature he is quite fond of this one." He said opening it back up. "Would you...if you don't mind..." you started seeing him smile "lay back and I shall continue." He said clearing his throat. You pressed your head back to the pillow, closing your eyes you focused on his voice as you drifted off back into a deep slumber.

Washing your hands you slowly made your way out of the en suite bracing against the wall seeing Alrik walk in with a tray in his hand "y/n, you are supposed to be resting." He scolded setting the tray on the bed quickly walking over holding out his hand "my apologies, but nature waits for no one." You laughed placing your palm in his "well, alright then I suppose I can understand that." He said guiding you back to the bed "I brought you some soup and fresh fruit." He said nodding at the tray "Alrik, it has been several days now, when will i get actual food?" You whined hearing him laugh "when I believe your stomach can handle it." He said helping you onto the bed, fluffing the pillows behind you before pulling the furs up over your legs "um, has Loki come by?" You asked quietly looking down as he set the tray on your lap. "He has, you were sleeping and I told him not to disturb you." He said taking a seat next to you. "I...I miss him." You whispered stirring your spoon through the soup "He does as well, but he knows you must heal, you have been through a great deal." He said making you sigh.

"Do not fret, you will see him soon I assure you." He smiled standing up walking to the fireplace. "Sure..." you sighed setting your spoon down. "What is the matter?" He asked stoking the fire. "Alrik, what if..." you trailed off leaning back against the headboard "what if he...doesn't want me." You asked quietly looking down at your lap "well that's preposterous, of course he does." Alrik said rejoining you on the bed "but what if he changed his mind? He's jotun...I'm asgardian...we..." you sighed feeling your eyes burn "when we were in Asgard he...he spoke of her..." you said looking into the fire "y/n..." Alrik started when you shook your head "He called her the woman he loved." You said fidgeting with your fingers "how am I to compare to his warrior princess?" You asked feeling a tear slide down your cheek.

"Dear Y/n, that was long ago. Yes he loved her, he mourned her but he has let her go." Alrik said grabbing your hand squeezing "I know him better then most and I assure you if he did not feel the same for you, you would not be here now." He said rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb. "Trust me when I say your feelings are not in vain, but you will need to speak to him, it is not my place to say how he feels." He said squeezing your hand again before letting go "but he has not come, how am I speak to him when I do not see him?" You asked crossing your arms "He has been occupied with the princess from vanahiem... and not in the way you think." He said as you opened your mouth "he tried her for treason and had her sent home, she has been banished from this realm." He said as you nodded.

"Well can he come now?" You asked biting your lip. "Unfortunately no, he is in Asgard presently." Alrik said looking down "wha...why?" You asked sitting up "he has been meeting with the Allmother and the new King...Thor." he said "they have been negotiating the return of the casket of ancient winters to our people and getting to know eachother better." He said smiling. "They have alot of catching up to do." He said standing up "but the moment he returns I will tell him you are requesting to see him." He said as you nodded. "Alright..." you sighed settling back. "Eat and rest, I will inform you the moment he returns" He said walking to the door "and y/n..." he said making you look up "be patient with him, his path has not been an easy one." He said opening the door "i...I will." You smiled as he walked out closing the door behind him. "Loki..." you whispered, closing your eyes you tilted your head back against the headboard hoping Alrik was right.

You tossed and turned unable to get comfortable as your mind raced. It had been another few days and still no word from Loki and it was making you anxious. Maybe he has changed his mind you thought as you sat up running a hand through your hair. You pulled the furs back, swinging your legs over the side gasping as your feet touched the cold stone floor. "Where are those..." you trailed off spotting the fur slippers Alrik gave you by the fireplace. You pushed yourself up, your knees wobbling as you made your way to the chair next to the fire, you sat down slipping them on looking around spotting the dark green robe he had left on the bed. "Maybe a walk will help clear my mind." You said to yourself gripping the sides of the chair you stood up, walking over you slipped the robe on tieing it, the material cascading down pooling around your feet reminding you of the long dresses princesses wore.

You pulled it up around your neck, bringing the soft material to your nose closing your eyes inhaling deeply. Loki's scent lingered on it, flooding your senses reminding you of the night in the bathing chambers, the feel of his cool skin pressed to yours, the way his eyes pierced your soul making you shiver when you thought back over the last few weeks, how he hadn't come and seen you...the trips to Asgard, he's probably arranging your return your mind raced, opening your eyes a tear slipping down your cheek making you sigh "one more look around, for old times sake." You said wiping your cheek you slowly opened the door peeking your head out.

The sitting room was dark save for the fire burning low in the fireplace. You tried to take a deep breath, a dull ache still present in your chest as you slowly exhaled lifting the front of the robe you slowly walked towards the door, the material trailing behind you reminding you of how much larger he was when you heard a soft groan come from the darkness making you freeze. You turned your head, squinting seeing a large figure laying on the chaise that you once called yours. "Alrik?" You whispered, earning another groan as you slowly crept closer, your eyes adjusting seeing the figure was definitely larger then you yet not as much as Alrik. "Loki..." you breathed stepping next to the chaise you looked him up an down. One long leg hung over the side, his bare foot sitting on the floor while the other bent at the knee leaning against the back, his long fingers linked over his stomach. Your eyes traveled up watching his chest slowly move up and down with each breath.

He can't be comfortable you thought seeing his head propped up on the arm a small pillow under his neck, loose stands of his ebony hair hung down curtaining part of his face. You slowly reached out, your fingers grazing his skin as you gently pushed his hair back hearing him sigh when a hand suddenly grabbed your wrist pulling you forward, freezing feeling a sharp object pressed to your throat "l...loki?" You whispered closing your eyes "y/n?" He asked, quickly pulling the object away from your neck, looking down seeing it was a dagger as it hit the floor, the light reflecting on the blade "i...I'm sorry, I didn't meant to disturb you, i..." you rambled as he quickly released your wrist, taking a few steps back you watched him sit up.

"You did not, I have just learned to sleep lightly." He said, his deep voice heavy witj sleep running a hand through his hair. "How are you feeling?" He asked looking up at you "why haven't you come to see me?" You asked taking a small step closer "I have, you were resting." He explained leaning back spreading his knees apart "and...your trips to Asgard..." you trailed off looking down "what of them?" He asked sharply "are you..." you sighed rubbing your wrist looking up into his eyes "do you plan on sending me back?" You rushed out biting your lip "wha...no." He said sternly leaning forward "unless...that is what you wish." He said quietly as you nodded, his eyes trailing down to your wrist. "D...did I hurt you?" He whispered as you shook your head "no, I was only startled." You said seeing him hold his hand out "may I see?"

You took another step forward, standing between his parted legs he grabbed your wrist to see if he had bruised you...gently pushing the sleeve of the robe to your elbow his fingers ghosting over your skin as they traveled back down to your wrist, your eyes fluttering shut at the sensation "how does that feel?" He asked, his cold fingertips trailing along your warm skin leaving goosebumps in their wake "g...good." you breathed opening your eyes they met his as he brought your wrist to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the inside "l...loki..." you breathed when he moved down kissing your palm "hmm?" He hummed bringing your fingertips to his lips "i...I don't want to go back." You whispered, gasping as his lips wrapped around your finger sucking lighlty, his cold tongue running the length of your finger as he slowly moved his head back, arousal pooling inside you as he pulled off your finger with a quiet pop.

"Then stay here...with me." He said lacing his fingers with yours, his ruby eyes soft as they met yours again. You reached your free hand out, cupping his cheek watching his eyes flutter shut as your fingers traced the ridges along his skin. You pulled away from him making his eyes shoot open "y/n..." he whispered as you reached up untying the robe "what are you..." he trailed off as you reached down lifting your shift you placed your knees on either side of his thighs, straddling his lap bracing yourself on his broad shoulders "i...I do not think this is wise." He stuttered as you kneeled up making him crane his neck up to look at you. "You are still healing y/n." He said more sternly, his voice wavering near the end making you smile. "Shut up Loki." You purred leaning down you pressed your lips to his.

Your fingers gripped his tunic tightly while the other traveled up to lace through his hair cupping the back of his head you tugged his hair lightly skimming your tongue along his lower lip, a groan escaping his mouth as he parted his lips. You slid your tongue into his waiting mouth, slowly swirling your tongue with his earning another groan when you felt his hands slide up your bare thighs towards the hem of your shift. Tilting his head he teased your tongue with his sliding his hands slowly up your sides to your shoulders, gripping the robe in both hands he slid it down your arms to your elbows, his fingers moving with precision back to the straps of your shift, sliding his fingers under he slowly slid them down joining the robe.

You moaned into his mouth feeling his hand slide across the bare skin of your back, his fingertips ghosting across the newly scarred flesh. He pulled back slightly, his lips trailed kisses across your jaw down your neck. You tilted your head down gripping his hair tightly in your hand feeling his teeth graze across your pulse point "loki..." you panted into his ear, his lips continuing their path across your skin as you held his head your chest. You tilted you head back, screwing your eyes shut feeling his fingers at the top of your shift, slowly pulling it down revealing the mark on your chest. "My warrior..." he breathed against your skin, placing a gentle kiss on the scar sending a shiver down your spine. You dropped your arms to your sides letting the robe slip off your arms and slide to the floor as he pulled the shift down, lifting your arms you let him slide it off pooling at your waist leaving your chest bare to him.

You instinctively lifted your arms to cover yourself when he gently grabbed your wrists, eyes meeting yours shuddering seeing his pupils blown wide "please...do not hide from me." He said, his voice shakey with lust as his eyes drank you in "so beautiful..." he breathed, releasing your wrists you closed your eyes feeling his hand slide to your back pulling you towards him his other sliding to your collar bone, his fingers wrapping gently around your neck as he leaned in pressing open mouth kisses at the swell of your breast, the sensation making your core clench "loki...please..." you panted, rocking your hips against him gasping as his lips sealed tightly around your nipple, his cold tongue swirling around the tip making your back arch into him.

You pressed your palm to his chest, sliding down your fingers searched for the fastening of his tunic needing to feel his bare skin against yours when you felt the air around you vibrate. Opening your eyes you saw a green light envelope him before leaving him bare under you. "Gods... Loki..." you moaned, your fingers tracing the ridges of his skin up his chest to his shoulders digging your nails in when he bit down on your nipple "aahh...fuck..." you groaned "p...please...I n...need you." You panted feeling his erection press against your thigh. He pulled back with a soft pop looking up at you, reaching down he grabbed the shift pulling it over your head tossing it aside when his hands slid to your bare thighs

"i...I wish for you to command me..." he said, his voice husky with arousal "tell me what you want." He breathed looking into your eyes "make me yours Loki...claim me." You growled seeing something feral flash in his eyes "y..yes my queen." His voice gravely as you kneeled up slightly, one hand grabbing your hip while the other wrapped around his cock, guiding you forward you groaned feeling his tip slide through your folds when his eyes met yours again. "You are certain? This is what you want?" He panted, his eyes searching yours as you leaned forward pressing your forehead to his "I have never wanted anything more then I do you...loki laufeyson." You said seeing him smile. "Now please...give me what I desire." You whispered feeling the tip of his cock at your entrance "as you wish." He growled, gripping your hips he pushed you down hard, stretching your walls to their limit as you sank down on him

"m..my q...queen..." he groaned, screwing his eyes shut you felt his nails dig into the flesh of your hips "h..holy fuck..." you moaned as you took him all in, your hips meeting his as he bottomed out inside you. "N..norns your s..so...tight." he growled lifting his hips slightly making you moan "f..fuuu...loki..." you gritted clenching around him "aahh...if you keep doing that..." he panted looking up at you "im afraid I will not last long." He said holding your hips to his. "Let's see about that." You smiled, slowly lifting your hips you watched his head fall back against the chaise, his mouth open in a soundless moan as you sank back down. "Y..y/n.." he panted as you set a steady pace, gripping the chaise on either side of his head you leaned down capturing his lips with yours as you slowly rocked up and down.

His hands slid around to cup your ass, his hips thrusting up to meet yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding yourself to him you kissed him hard, pressing his head back claiming his mouth as he was claiming you. You pulled back biting his lip hearing him groan as you took him in. His lips red and swollen, his cheeks flushed, his hair a mess of disheveled curls...he had never been more beautiful then in that moment "w...mm...what is it?" He asked, thrusting hard into you clenching his jaw "aahh fuu...you...you truly are b...beautiful." You breathed pressing your forehead to his seeing him smile again "i will n..never tire of hearing you say that." He said placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

You quickened your pace, feeling his cock twitch inside you making you shudder "i..ahh I'm going to..." he moaned snapping his hips hard into you "come Loki...give me everything." You demanded, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten your walls clenched hard around him "i...i lo..." the words died on his lips as your fingers laced through his hair, pulling hard at the nape you closed your eyes, the room filled with your moans, the sound of his skin against yours sending you over the edge as the coil snapped "L...loki!" You yelled tilting your head back you came hard around him "i...I love you y/n..." he moaned, gripping your hips he thrust up hard, holding you there as his cock throbbed spilling inside you. You rocked your hips a few more times, riding him through his high before collapsing against his chest, feeling his heart racing.

You closed your eyes, the sound of the fire cracking mixed with your combined breathing soothed you as you pressed your hot skin against his as you floated through your euphoria "How are you feeling?" You heard him through your blissful haze, smiling feeling a soft warmth envelope your shoulders. Opening your eyes you saw a deep green blanket wrapped around your shoulders feeling his hand slide up and down your back "i...I'm good." You whispered snuggling closer to him feeling the dull ache in your chest "Alrik has told me you are doing well in your healing." He said making you pull back frowning "Well you could have seen for yourself." You said seeing his eyebrows furrow "I did y/n, several times at great threat to my person." He said tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "Well, I never saw you." You whispered looking down tracing a line across his chest.

"Y/n look at me." He said sternly making you stiffen, your eyes meeting his "I did not and will not leave you." He said, a seriousness in his tone leaving no room for argument "but...nevermind" you sighed pressing your face into his neck wrapping your arms around his middle "but what? Tell me." He said running a hand through your hair. "Your...her." you whispered closing your eyes "her who?" He asked grabbing your shoulders making you sit back "your...princess." you whispered looking down "y/n, I banished her, i..." "no...Her!." You snapped making him fall silent, his hands sliding down your arms as realization hit him

"y/n, please hear me when I say that was my past." He said cupping your cheeks in his large hands "you are my future." He smiled rubbing your cheek with his thumb "my asgardian." He said making you smile. "And I will spend the rest of my days showing you how much I love you." He said pulling you forward pressing your forehead to his "I love you too Loki...my king." You whispered feeling him twitch inside you "mmm...you have no idea what you do to me." He growled closing his eyes "but you are about to find out." He said lacing his hands under your thighs he stood up as you quickly gripped his shoulders wrapping your legs around his waist "let me show you how...deep my feelings are." He cooed waking towards the bed chamber capturing your lips with his.

Pulling back as he gently laid you on the bed leaning over you feeling him harden inside you "Loki..." you moaned rocking your hips up to his "I do hope you like my chambers, you will be spending a great deal of time here." He growled snapping his hips into you "im afraid I will never have my fill of you." He groaned, leaning down peppered kisses along your neck to your ear, biting down making you clench around him. "Mmm interesting....let us see how far i can bend you hmm?" He whispered in your ear making you shudder "y..yes my king...."

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buckybarnesb-tch · 11 months

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Daddy Frost Giant-Loki

(This is a Dd/Lg story that I wrote Years ago! I figured I would post it since someone asked for Loki)

To say I was tired would be an understatement, I was exhausted in every way physically possible, I never imagined being an Avenger would be so draining. Ever since Ultron we don't have as many high priority cases but the ones we have are insane. I had just had the pleasure of meeting Spider-Man for the first time when I helped him stop someone from stealing one of Tony's planes, I was the only one who ever answered the phone to him so I was the only one to help him, much to my boyfriends annoyance.

"Are you okay? You were gone for a very long time Princess." Loki swept me up into his arms and held me almost painfully tight, though I've gotten used to it.

"I'm fine, I promise. Just a few bumps and bruises...and a possible concussion in a plane crash." I cringed back, waiting for him to explode and he looked ready to but stopped, taking a deep breath as we had practiced. Loki isn't allowed on any jobs yet as none of the Avengers trust him and we had mutually decided not to try and force them, they'll get there eventually but until then...house arrest.

"Come let me look you over." He set me on the kitchen counter and did a once over of me with his magic, crinkling his nose up. "You have a concussion and 2 bruised ribs, you really need to be more careful Princess, I don't know what I would do without you." Loki loved me, more than he really did anyone but his mother (and secretly Thor) so he was overly protective sometimes.

"Don't you think you're worrying a little too much?" I giggled and he shook his head, sighing.

"Of course not, I love you, I never want my little princess to be in pain." He tucked my hair behind my ears and kissed me gently.

"I know Daddy, I love you too." I could have sworn I heard someone gasp but ignored it when I saw no one and kissed him again.

"Come darling, lets get you in bed, you need your rest." I nodded, allowing him to do as he pleased, knowing I would not win an argument when I was injured. He lifted me from the counter and carried me upstairs quickly, changing me into my footie pajamas and getting me comfortable in bed after a hot shower.

"Snuggle me Daddy!" I insisted and he grinned, we usually stayed in his room, him loving it really cold which is why I have so many blankets in there, but in my room he usually just slept in his underwear, which I can't say I didn't enjoy.

"Always Princess, you know that. Sleep little one, only then will your body heal itself, I shall use as much of my magic as I can to help." He kissed my head before I burried my face into his chest making him chuckle. "Goodnight Princess, Daddy loves you."

"I love you too-" yawn. "-Daddy." I drifted off contently that night in his arms feeling safer than I've ever been.

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I sat with Daddy on the couch watching the TV the next day and I couldn't shake the feeling that people were staring at me, namely Tony. "What's wrong Tony?" I asked, never looking away from the movie, though Daddy did, glaring at him.

"What? Nothing, nothing at all...princess." I cringed at the nickname but didn't really pay him any mind until I heard whispering.

"Tony, if you don't stop looking at Y/n I'm going to start thinking you have a crush on her." Steve joked, he never could whisper well, but Tony could, meaning I didn't hear what he said, but it must have been something to make the Captain spit his coffee across the table. "WHAT?!" Tony just nodded but Loki glared harder, noticing I had jumped, not enjoying loud noises all that much. Steve waved awkwardly as Bruce sat down with them with the paper and not a moment later tore it down the middle.

"Okay, what is going on with you guys?!" I exclaimed but they all shook their heads and shrugged.

"Nothing Y/n...anything new with you?" Steve asked and Bruce smacked his arm.

"Leave her alone." He demanded, standing up and leaving the room, confusing me yet again.

"Come along y/n, its clear the idiots are having some kind of meeting." Loki teased, pulling me out and onto the patio where we watched over the edge at the cars for a little while, just talking. "Be careful at the edge Princess, don't fall." His arm was around my waist and I knew me being up this high made him nervous. When he had attacked New York he pushed me off of the building himself and since we had gotten together it had been a problem for him.

"I'm fine Daddy, I promise." He noticed me shiver a few minutes later and knew his body heat (or lack there of) wasn't helping me.

"Let's get you warmed up, I'll make you your favorite hot chocolate." I grinned, beginning to bounce my way inside only to see everyone now crowded around the table. Tony and Steve were still there, Bruce had come back, Hawkeye and Natasha were there as well as Vision, Wanda, and Pietro, Thor was just walking in the front door. They all stared at us and I stepped sideways away from them and towards the kitchen, the glared that is permanent on Loki's face to everyone but me was staring holes into all of them. We were halfway through making the hot chocolate when the kitchen door opened and Loki was lifted into the air.

"Thor No!" Tony shouted but my Daddy was already being crushed.

"Congratulations brother! I am saddened that I am the last to hear of your courtship with Lady Y/n however I am very happy for you!" I was lifted next and felt my back crack as he hugged me.

"Too tight big guy!" I shouted and he eased up, daddy pulling me back into his arms.

"Be careful with her brother, she is sensitive!" I heard Tony snort and everyone looks over at him.

"I've watched the girl get shot, point blank, and not flinch, she is anything but sensitive." The others chuckled as well and I was trying to hide my tears as I tried snapping myself out of my little space that I was so comfortably in.

"Have care how you speak metal man, make her shed another tear and those words will be your last." He growled, pulling me close and kissing my head.

"Can anyone else explain this weirdness?!" Steve shouted and Wanda raised her hand.

"I believe Y/n is a little. Littlespace is a mindset in which an adult regresses into a carefree, responsibility free state of mind. An adult in littlespace often involves a caregiver, someone to engage in activities some may view as childish, some even participate in sexual interactions while in littlespace. I'm going to guess the caregiver in this situation is Loki as you heard her call him Daddy, a very common name for a Dom in this kind of relationship." Everyone was staring at her like she had grown a second head but she shifted behind Vision slightly and I smiled at the action.

"So you like it when she acts like a kid?" Tony asked and Loki scoffed.

"I enjoy caring for her in the most basic of ways, any way she needs."

"So you two are in an actual relationship? This isn't just a kink thing is it?" Natasha asked and I shook my head.

"What is a kink thing?" Loki whispered, Asgard had a lot of different terms for things than we do.

"I'll tell you later, it's not bad. Yes, we are in a relationship, will someone please hand me my coco now?" Daddy smiled and mixed it for me, dropping in 8 tiny marshmallows just how I like it and I swung my legs happily.

"Careful Princess, it's hot." I nodded and once again everyone was looking at us like we were aliens...well me I suppose since my boyfriend technically is.

"And you're okay with this?" Hawkeye asked Thor who was grinning widely.

"Clearly it is more common on Asgard, I am happy to see my brother with someone to take care of. Congratulations, we shall now, as Jane says, double date." I giggled as daddy groaned.

"Very well brother, can we please retire now, I believe my Princess is tired." It wasn't really a question, more of an announcement as he lifted me, careful of my hot chocolate and his iced coffee (he hates hot drinks), and began walking to the stairs.

"Wait, I have more questions...a lot more." Tony shouted and I chuckled.

"Google it Tony, goodnight."

"Your friends are exhausting." He told me, helping me into my pajamas and wrapping me in blankets as we were in his room for the night.

"They're your friends too now Daddy, you know Pietro and Vision are growing on you, you even like Bruce. Others may take longer...Clint for example and for obvious reasons, but don't deny it." He rolled his eyes and admitted defeat as he crawled in next to me, holding me as I sipped my drink, eventually taking it away when I drifted off on his chest, the happiest possible place for me to be.

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raqnarokr · 1 year

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Chapter 2: Childhood Best Friends to Lovers - (Headcanons Loki Edition)

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Pairing || Loki Laufeyson x Asgardian!Female Reader

Summary || Where Loki and you are childhood best friends and become lovers.

Word Count || Around 500

Warnings & Contents || Reader is Female!Asgardian, you're Lady Sif's sister, two idiots in love, mention of violence and fight.

Author's note || This headcanon can be set before Thor 1 (2011).

Disclaimer || English is not my first language, so my apologies for any misunderstandings or mistakes.

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You have been Loki's best friend since you were kids. You were Lady's Sif sister and since you were a child you spend some time in the palace. And you bonded with Loki.

Loki was the best best friend you could have. He would walk with you in the garden, even if it was late at night, he would teach you magic, he would do magic tricks for you (your favorite was the firework) and he would go with you to the library to read books. You were one of the few people that Loki showed his affectionate side.

Honestly he wouldn't mind dating you at all. In fact, he was in love with you from the first day he lay his eyes on you. So did you fall in love with Loki too. But neither of you knew.

Loki was afraid to lose you, to ruin the friendship you created by telling his true feelings for you. And you thought the same. Two idiots in love huh?

But one day everything changed.

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justasecretwriter · 2 years

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Asgard (Part Nineteen of "The Bad Guy")

Title | Asgard

Series| The Bad Guy (Part Nineteen)

Summary | After concluding that Earth may be the least safe place for Y/N and Loki to be, they decide to leave and go to Asgard, where Loki is facing Odin for the first time in years.

Pairings | Loki Laufeyson x Y/N, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers (married)

Genre | Smut, Fluff, Angst (Tini tiny amount)

Story Warnings | Cursing, Mentions of Past Hydra Experiences, Dubious Mentions of Sex, Violence (maybe?), Odin is an Asshole

Series Warnings | Cursing, Mental Illness (Depression, anxiety, PTSD, etc.), sex, explicit sex, drinking, possible drug use, mentions of LBGTQ+, subtle and not-so-subtle homophobia, tell me if you see more.

Translations | dúfa – Dove – Old Norse

ástin mín – My love – Old Norse (And Icelandic – very similar)

kærr mín - my dear - Old Norse

Author's Note | I want you to ignore the fact that they’re going to Asgard and not New Asgard, and yes Heimdall and alive because I want him to be. Get over it. Also yes, Odin is alive (don’t hate me) and Frigga is not, this is for Loki’s character development and I always wanted to write a fic where someone defends Loki against Odin so I seized some opportunities, more of this later.

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I took a long shower, and then I took even longer after my shower to get ready. I had a lot of thinking to do. I’d never been to another planet and wasn’t sure if my multiverse traveling counted. Not only was I going to a different planet, but I was also going to Asgard; Loki’s home.

Loki never talked about Asgard, only ever mentioning it when his mother came up in conversation. He’d slowly gotten to a point where he was comfortable enough to tell me about her and how she taught him magic.

While I was running the towel through my hair to dry it, I could hear Loki talking in the next room over, and I was quickly able to figure out who he was talking to by his tone alone; he always reserved that special sass for Wanda and Wanda only.

“I’m not being stupid, this is the safest option.” Whatever she said next pissed him off because he got louder. “Wanda, imagine if it was Vision!”

Was she complaining about me? I thought Wanda and I were friends. Maybe even closer than Nat and I. Maybe.

“You think I have not already covered that? I know. Odin is an asshole, it is a universal fact. But I cannot lose her. So, if it means dealing with him again, I’m sure I can handle it. Plus, Thor is going ahead of us to warn him.”

I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapping a towel around myself. Loki was repacking from our few days here, now making room in our bags or the snacks we’d gotten. I would want them on Asgard because the food there was an acquired taste.

“Hey, she’s here, I will put you on speaker.” He set his phone done, clicking the speaker icon.

“Hey Wanda,” I said, dropping the towel and pulling clothes out. Loki stared at me but I glared a warning his way before peaking at the phone as a reminder.

“Asgard, huh?” Wanda said.

“Phone’s secure?”

“Tighter than the pentagon, thanks to Natasha.” She answered.

“Good. Asgard, it is.” I hooked my bra behind me and then felt Loki’s hands on my hips.

Gently kissing my shoulder, he brought his hands up to my shoulders, massaging the flesh and making my whole body relax against his. I almost reminded him of that entrapment law but then Wanda spoke, snapping me out of it.

“Are you sure you don’t want me and Pietro to come?”

“If Avengers start disappearing, they’re going to figure out you’re not on their side,” I explained. “And that’s the last thing we need.”

“And what is the plan if Odin doesn’t… well, welcome you with open arms?”

“It would depend,” Loki announced, finally stepping away from m to continue packing. “There are other planets, other options.”

“What’s the backup to Asgard?” Her question made Loki pause; his face was like he was debating on telling us the truth or not.

“Jotunheim,” My eyes bulged.

“The Jotunheim?”

“Yes.” I picked up the phone, needing a minute with Loki.

“Hey Wanda, we’ll call you back.” Loki rolled his eyes as I hung up. “Loki, are you sure that Jotunheim is even safe?”

“Yes. Father knows not, but after I killed Laufey, things on Jotunheim changed. It is much like Asgard now actually. They do not have a king, but a council that makes decisions for the city. They are holding the king’s position open. They hope that I will return to claim it.” He revealed.

My eyebrows shot up.

“That kind of seems like a big deal?” I asked, buttoning my pants.

He shrugged. “I visit occasionally, but being an Avenger seemed to be more in my cards.”

Pulling my shirt on, I stared at him. “And if Asgard doesn’t work, that’s where we’re going?”

“If it is okay with you.” He seemed suddenly concerned as if he hadn’t thought to bring my own emotions into play with considering places. He’d only thought about my safety. Of course, I didn’t mind this, but he seemed to worry that I did.

“Of course it is. Does Thor know?”

“No,” His voice was panicked. “And he can’t. Thor can never know that I visited or that I helped them back on their feet. He can never know.”

I nodded. “Okay. Okay, he won’t know.”

He relaxed as he zipped up the last of our bags. He looked around, seeming to check if we had everything. Again, he looked domestic, like a father going over the airport checklist before boarding a flight.

“Thor said to give him at least an hour to reason with Odin before we go. So, let us go see where the Sergeant is on his packing.”

I nodded and he opened the door. When we got to Bucky and Steve’s room, Steve was still giving all of us the cold shoulder while Bucky tried to reason with him. It was an odd sight considering that Steve was usually the voice of reason and Bucky generally had no control over his emotions.

“What did Wanda have to say?” Bucky asked, looking at Loki.

“Well she thinks I’m an idiot, of course, but she’s glad that Y/N will be safe.” I narrowed my eyes at him, seeing through his lies pretty thoroughly. Wanda loved me, I knew that, but she loved Loki more. He was her best friend and he was putting his life on the line for me. That would anger anybody.

“So Thor is talking to Odin and then what?”

“Then we find a nice field and I call Heimdall.”

“That’s it?”

“Well if you get vertigo easily then you’ll pass out, but other than that, yes.”

“Vertigo?” Bucky and I both said, panicked.

Loki looked between us, his eyebrows pushed together and his lips frowning. "Yes?"

"Uhm, I–we don't do well with, uh–"

"Many Hydra's training exercises cause people to be a little extra susceptible to vertigo," Bucky explained to me.

"Oh, well closing your eyes can help. Or I can put you to sleep?" He suggested.

"I'll just… close my eyes," I said after a minute, feeling a sick twist in my gut. It would be humiliating to faint or pass out in front of everyone.

I met Bucky's eyes, being greeted with a similar panic, and took a deep breath. There was always a few signs when Bucky wasn't 100%: he'd always move closer to Steve and he'd breathe in increments of four. In four, hold four, and out four.

I wondered if that worked.

I turned to Loki and found him already looking at me with eyes full of worry. I hated making him worry. He'd already had a life full of concern where he had to take care of others. Wasn't it about the time he took care of himself?

I helped Bucky pack and Steve did a pretty thorough job of giving me the cold shoulder. It seemed that he was always angry at me for something nowadays.

While we packed, Steve got Tony on the phone and put him on speaker for us. Tony, as usual, was trying to use humor to ease the situation but when he realized it wasn't working, he sighed.

"Y/N, it will be okay."

"I know," I lied.

I felt Loki's hand on my back and turned. His face was sympathetic. Of course, I couldn't lie around him, the God of Lies was one of his many titles.

I leaned into him and he timidly put an arm around me but didn't move otherwise. I wondered why he was suddenly shy but said nothing, going back to folding the stack of clothes that needed to be out back in Bucky's suitcase.

"Y/N, there is another pressing issue," Tony said, bringing my attention back suddenly. "You're about to meet Odin,"

"Yup," I murmured, popping the 'P' a little extra.

"Does that worry you?"

Loki's hand tightened on my waist, making me grin. I had pondered over if Loki was the protective type and he'd proved time and time again that he was, but seeing that side to him never failed to bring a smile to my face.

"It doesn't," I answered. "Come on Stark, you've known me for years. When have I ever worriee about men with too much power? I don't let assholes ruin my day." I felt Loki smile in my hair before kissing the crown of my head.

"That is true," Tony replied with a laugh

"I'm kind of excited," I revealed. "I've heard Asgard is beautiful but now I'll get to see it."

I peeked at Loki, smiling and he grinned, now helping me fold the clothes.

"You'll love it kærr mín."

"Care-what?" Tony asked, and pink dusted Loki's cheeks as he suddenly shrunk away. No one had ever caught into his Norse pet names before.

"First of all, it's pronounced kay-err." I snapped. "Second, leave him alone."

"Whatever," He laughed. "When are you guys leaving?"

Looking at the clock, Loki answered, "Ten minutes unless Thor tells me otherwise."

"How long will you be staying."

"A couple of weeks at most, I'm working out the kinks but I think once things calm we may be able to open communication with S.H.E.I.L.D. and renegotiate in a way where Y/N doesn't have to be alone with them."

Ah Loki, always the pacifist.

"And if it doesn't work?" I asked, knowing his answer.

A knowing smirk hit his lips and he glanced at me. "Well, then we kill them."

"There it is," I teased and he nudged me with his hip, zipping the final suitcase.

“I’m gonna go check out and talk to Bobby,” Bucky said, standing from the bed and grabbing all the room keys we’d thrown into a pile.

Before Bucky left the room though, Loki went over and spoke quietly with him for a minute before handing him… money?

When he came back, he said nothing, so I stared. Hoping the intensity of my stare would be enough to break him down was a hopeless effort, making me cave faster than I liked to admit.

"Why did you give Bucky money?"

There was a pink dusting over his cheeks that let me know not to drop this. I needed to know now. He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close and kissing my ear and forehead.

“The bedframe broke.”

Stifling laughter, I replied, “How did I not notice that or hear it?”

“You were kind of distracted.” He claimed, pinching my butt and making me squeal as I leaned away from him.

“Go get our bags!” I laughed, shoving him towards the door. He opened it but looked over his shoulder just long enough to wink at me, making me roll my eyes.

Once he was gone, an awkward silence filled the room and I turned to find Steve sitting in the window seat, scrolling through his tablet, and eating peanuts. I sat next to him, hoping he’d be more open to talking and calling a truce if we were alone. He seemed to always be angrier when Loki was around.

Silently, he held out the bag of peanuts to me and I took one. I didn’t like peanuts but I didn’t want him to think I was mad at him for declining.

“You slapped me in the face.” He said suddenly, his voice all too calm.

“I did.”

“Why?”

“I thought you were going to make me leave Loki behind.”

He finally looked at me, and a brow rose. “And you thought slapping me in the face would open me to ideas?”

“I was angry. I acted irrationally and I’m sorry.” I finally admitted.

“You love him, don’t you?”

Heat swarmed my face and I looked at the floor. No one had openly said the L-word before. Even Loki and I ghosted around it and used other phrases to fill in the gaps:

You’re everything to me.

I’d do anything for you.

I’d kill for you.

“Yeah.” I whispered. “He’s everything to me.”

“And he doesn’t hurt you?”

Not unless I ask nicely. “No. Never.”

“And you would tell me? If he was?”

I smiled at Steve, the thought of Loki ever being violent or mean towards me was humorous. Nonetheless, I answered, “If he ever steps out of line, you’ll be the first to know.”

He arched a brow and I smiled wider. “Okay, Bucky will be the first to know but I’m sure you’ll be a very close second.”

He laughed and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me into a hug that I didn’t know I needed. Steve was one of my best friends, and he always would be. I’d hate to have to choose between him and Loki because losing Steve would hurt.

I was about to speak again but the door opened and Loki stepped in, with Bucky close behind him, carrying two bags each. Bucky was laughing at something Loki said and it brought a smile to my face.

Loki didn’t like much of anybody in the tower, but he did seem to trust Bucky. I was glad since, without Wanda, he didn’t have anyone but me; I couldn’t expect the poor man to tell me everything.

“You two ready?” Bucky asked, looking at us.

I nodded and Steve stood.

Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Deep breaths.

Loki wrapped an arm around me. The boys had put all our bags at our feet so they’d cross the Bifrost with us and now we were standing close together. Loki kissed the crown of my head and held me tighter against him.

“Close your eyes,” Then he turned to Bucky and spoke louder. “There will be a bit of wind, and you might feel like when an airplane takes off. The landing may be a bit rough but the effects wear off quickly.”

We both nodded and I closed my eyes as he looked to the sky and yelled, “Heimdall!”

“Listen, allow me to do the speaking with Odin, the introductions, and such," Loki said as the four of us walked the rainbow bridge towards Asgard.

It was beautiful and the entire city seemed to sparkle with gold, giving off the luxury vibes I could only dream about. I couldn't believe Loki grew up here, but suddenly it made sense. His regal aura and the way he presented himself very much matched his home.

"Loki it's beautiful. Is Thor still here?"

"No. He had to return to Midgard before S.H.I.E.L.D. noticed his absence." I nodded and grabbed his hand.

It was a long walk to the castle and once we stood in front you could tell how ginormous it was; it was bigger than any skyscraper in New York.

Inside, everything was gold and silver. I couldn't take my eyes off the beautiful patterns of the architecture.

As we walked the halls, all the guards bowed to Loki and he reacted with polite nods.

Approaching the throne room, Loki faced us. "Would you mind if I used magic to change your clothing? Midgardian clothes aren't exactly…"

"The custom," I finished for him, and he smiled. We allowed it and suddenly there was a cold flash of green over my skin that I recognized.

I looked down and I was in a beautiful green dress. It wasn't uncomfortable as I'd expected, but I think that might have been the magic's doing.

Bucky and Steve were in similar outfits. Pants that seemed to be made of a material like leather, and then a shirt, and then a shirt of cover that was again made out of almost leather.

Loki was now in his traditional armor and it made me smile. I'd always found his Asgardian clothing extremely sexy.

The guards opened the throne room doors and we walked in. Me on the far right, Loki on my left side, then Bucky to his, and Steve on the far left. We stopped at the end of the stairs leading to Odin's throne.

"Kneel," Loki whispered, sinking to his knee.

We all obeyed and after a minute, Odin spoke in a hoarse voice. "Rise,"

We stood and Loki stepped forward. Odin tilted his head to the side and said, "My son, finally returned home. Who are your friends?"

"This is Lady Y/N Y/L/N of Midgard. She's an Avenger of the highest order. And this is Captain Steve Rogers and his husband, Sergeant James Barnes of Midgard. They are also Avengers."

He took my hand as he spoke and that didn't go past the King's notice. Stepping closer to his side, I wrapped my hands around his bicep.

"And what is your reason for being here?" Odin demanded, his voice alone making Loki shrink.

"We seek refuge from an upcoming war that Lady Y/N would be the target of."

Odin appraised me again, arching a brow, and suddenly Bucky moved to step to my other side in a protective move.

"Such a small girl could cause that much fuss? My son, I must say, when Thor told me of your return and war coming I didn't expect this."

"She is powerful and capable of great things," Loki argued. "I've been courting her for five months now."

"Without my permission?"

"I wasn't exactly welcomed." Loki reminded him.

"And her father's permission?"

"I received a male's permission."

I had to smirk. Did Tony Stark allow me on a date count as permission to court? Probably not, but Odin didn't need to know that.

"Mother would approve, I could assure you," Loki said and Odin nearly jumped out of his seat.

"You dare mention the mother you killed? And to assume she would favor such a weak Midgardian girl?!"

As Odin shouted, Loki stepped back, his arm nearly trembling, and I stepped in front of him. I was suddenly aware of all the threats in the room, Odin being number one.

There were forty guards in total. I could take forty on my worst day, this security was simply pathetic.

Odin tilted his head at my protective nature.

"Please, Midgardian girl, if you think you could do anything more than embarrass yourself—"

"Father," Loki interrupted, stepping back to my side. "Do not underestimate her."

Odin examined me a minute more before looking at Loki. "You can stay, but only temporarily."

"Thank you."

With that, Loki took my hand and led us from the room.

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mcubuckyxlokisbitch · 2 years

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What if part 1

Part 2 already out

unfort my bes writing comes from the places i hate the most so heres a y/n x loki what if they were the ones who went to vormir instead of dying in the hands of thanos on htat ship through bdsm kink lmao

The ground was cold, it can’t be you restocked the fuels yesterday it can’t be this cold again your terrored. The explosion grew louder as screams followed, in flashes you questioned how fast and how easy it was for him to get you kneeling. Thanos choking the life of the man you loved. His lifeless body in his hand as if he were no more than a bug to him.

You screamed and begged for him to get up, change his colour or flinch but nothing. The aliens, Thanos’s children brought a spear to your chin as you muttered the words “....I will kill you.....”

“Careful my child, you must really watch which end of the stick you are on.” Thanos said lifting up the spear so you could look at him. Thanos grabbed your chin with his dried hands. Using his thumb to smear away the blood drooling down from your nose cheeck to lip. “Shame, much potential but loyalties lies elsewhere and I cannot risk such a thing.”

Thors muffled screams stayed in the back as the alien got into position to kill you. as he tried to strike you a green flash appeared infront of you and you closed your eyes before just seeing black.

“Hello there, you are awake great that means the sedative must be working already, Im sorry I can’t get to you physically and it must be my hollographic form but there are just more urgent matters to attend to.” you slowly wake up to a voice with a strange accent you’ve never heard before.

“Before any questions for a brief my name is Shuri welcome to Wakanda, there is a war unwrapping outside if you were wondering-.” You glared at the blue hologram talking to you that seems to be focused its vision on something else.

“Hi, uhm Shuri asked me to check on you are you alright ?” A soft voice came from the door you never noticed. You grabbed the decorative spear in the room and pointed it to her.

“Who are you, where, how did I get here.”

“My name Wanda, a god named Loki who is down on the field fighting brought you to us from Avengers campus, well to Rodhey, so well we thought why not bring you along as well since its Loki who did the mistake and your still a life.” She started rambling.

“Where is my husband.”

“Be calm Y/N we heard you were pregnant and Loki made sure to the healers to save both of you so I suggest you stay on the table.” Wanda lifted her hands as it glew red. You knew this wasn’t someone worth messing with especially when your not at your full strength. “Loki is down on the field fighting.”

“I just want to see what going on.” You breathed out, and if you heard right you wanted proof of what she was saying, “Since the last thing I remembered was having my husband choked to death I find it hard to believe he is down there fighting.” You turned the staff back to a straight position.

“Right come here, if your willing to put the stick down.” Wanda used her magic as you felt a force pull the stick out your hands. You followed her through a dark hall hesitantly sort of regretting that you left the staff in the other room already, but a light followed the end of the tunnel and you were amazed by the view the window gave to the fields down below.

But unfortunately only blood and chaos covers and follows those fields. You get flashbacks as you see the same aliens that first attacked your guards and defenses on the ship you were before comming to earth.

“How much longer Shuri.” You hear from the same accent that Shuri had but from a man.

“I need more time brother, Ive barely begun.” She rushed swipping through the screen as the droid laid in discomfort.

“You might want to pick up the pace.” the voiced replied back.

“Whats going on.”

“Thanos you know a man named Thanos ? He’s comming and thats his army, and he’s comming to get that so if you aren’t going to do anything.” Wanda started to argue.

“I did not mean to argue. I understand the stakes at hand Wanda.” You tried to calm her down as you got close to Shuri, “Thats an infinity stone you can’t get it out so easily as easy as it may have been put in.”

“I know that.... but I have developed new reprogramming, since the vision is more that just the program of a robot and the soul energy comming from the stone. The synapsys is a whole new level of complicated you wont understand and I do not have the time to explain how I am trying to-

“Reprogram the synapsys collectively.” You said raising an eyebrow.

“Impressive, but I would not find more impres in having you guard the door. If anything decided to happen.

“WERE RUNNING OUT OF MEN WE NEED MORE REINFORCEMENTS.” A different voice appeared.

“Wanda, I know you may not trust me, but I am a skilled fighter, I am-was asgard General in the royal guard. Go help your friends.” You reassured her as she kissed the hand of the man she loved and fled.

You grabbed a staff Shuri guided you to as you swilred it around your hand to get the comfort of it, somehow it felt lightweight yet heavy as if it were made out of uru. The metal that shaped your original spear.

Soon as Wanda left you used your charm to change your clothes and help shuri sketch out a guide to help her find the synapsys wires to reprogram. But as you nearly sketched to the end of the entire process you saw two gaurd fly to the glass window behind you.

You swiped away and saved the sketch for Shuri to follow, and hooked the spear with your foot to your hand. You saw the same alien that nearly killed you on the ship and got to your fighting position. You ran towards the alien and slid down striking the spear sideways to attack it, falling into an intense battle with the staff your main goal was to make sure the alien went no where near the vision and Shuri as she tried to finish the goal.

At a moment the Alien caught your offgaurd and blasted his spear causing an explosion in the lab. But luckily only the left side of the room was affected, you tried to fight the alien off, but difficult as you weren’t in your natural state and you were weilding a different weapon confused on another planet.

No matter it is nothing you haven’t done before, when you weren’t pregnant you heard a voice pop into your head it was not even close to yours, Loki you thought hes alive.

Distracted with the voice the Alien used the momentum of it to flip you to the ground but you bounced back and impaled it. Underestimating its power it pushed you out the glass as you broke through and fell backwards, you saw the alien used the spear in her and threw it at Shuri you slowly fell down as you excepted the faiths as it was but then you saw the two standing men left in the lab you fell out faster than you did. You saw the android push away the alien off him as he used his momentum to fly to you and catch you. He used what was left of his powers to fly but barely made it as you both landed roughly on the ground, but bothing you both haven’t felt before.

You went for the stomach to see if there was any bleeding but the androids arm just without hesitation went to comfort you and say, “My scans show no internal bleeding to you and your fetus, you need not worry.”

“Thank you, but....” Your vision went back to the alien that was running towards both of you, “I’m not the one you should be worried about.” You grabbed a near by log and used it to block his strike as you used the last of your strength to throw a heavier log towards him. You scavanged for the spear you had earlier and blocked another strike he had comming, you slide it upwards and blocked another strike and continue to do so until you got a slice into his face and managed to kick his body to the ground, you were trying to catch your breath.

A green blast caught your eye as you hoped it was Loki winning a spare, but with that moment the alien tackled you to the ground as you held the spear with your life rolling away. The Alien thought he should end it once and for all as he used the dull part of his stick to roll you further away. When the spear tried to impale you, you used yours to divert it away as the alien kicked the spear awsawy from your hand he tried to impale you again but failed as a force tackeled him aside.

There he was, a tall blond man slightly smaller but similar to Thor, body shape wise and body hair wise. You catch your breathe as you faced back to vision and try to lead him to a safer place. “You don’t know me and yet here you are risking your life for me.”

“You saved mine as well and any side that isn’t theirs is obviously mine.” You smiled as you looked at the unfinished job that Shuri left and tried to finish it with your magic.

But 10 seconds in vision stopped you from continuing, “The captain- help h-hi-him.” his voice statics as if he is loosing power.

You faced back to the captain to see he is loosing to the alien and is about to get impaled, you grab your previous spear and run towards the alien and run it through him insantly as he dropped his spear to the side and you throw him away.

You knelt down as the pain coursing your body finally took play, both charmers finally came to the hill you were on, a green light floated towards you as red floated towards vision as love comforted the tired of the hill.

“How are you stuborn as hell.” Loki said bringing you into his arms.

“How are your alive...” You say cupping his face and kissing him.

“You’re alright maam.” Captain america breathed out. “You fight good too... earth might just have a place for you...”

“No- were not fighting any of your battles... Just this one.”

“Loki-

“No, you see what they have done to Thor... they-

The upraging fight was cut short by the sound emitting from Vision screaming in pain as the stone on his head glew bright.

“What- what is it whats happening...”

The awaited storm came “He’s comming, He’s here.”

you know what happens next :”D

also none of the gifs are mine so <3 cred to those

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lokisgoodgirl · 2 months

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Be Mine [Loki x Reader]

A Link to my Masterlist is HERE Summary: A morning meeting has an unexpected twist. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Language. Smutty. Avenger!Loki x Female Reader. Questionable flirting techniques. (w/c 2.8k)

The muscle at the side of Loki’s jaw flexed. He swallowed; an achingly glacial bob of his Adam’s apple making you want to claw your eyes out.

For some inexplicable reason he had opted to wear full leathers to today’s briefing.

It was seven nineteen in the AM. Thor was sporting a muscle vest boasting not one but three stains of varying complexity and a pair of shorts which left little to the imagination. Scott was wearing his dressing gown.

The rest of the team hung off chairs and flopped on the table in various states of undress. Steve stood at the head of the room as usual; prim and fresh in a crisp button-down and perfectly creased chinos.

“So what we’re seeing here,” Steve said, turning to the group from the Powerpoint, “is an up-tick in biological experiments-”

His eyes narrowed while they roamed over the doodling, distracted and hungover band sprawled around the table. “Lang.” he snapped. “Close your legs; there are ladies present.’

Scott shuffled up his seat, drawing the dressing gown down over his knees while mumbling apologies. A low rumble of mirth circled the room, but Loki’s gaze never left the Captain’s.

The curve of his dark lashes swept upward, features set in performative rapture. Loki's facial expression hadn’t changed as the scene unfolded, but for a miniscule twitch of his lip. Usually the two of you would exchange a few eye rolls; a few knowing smiles during a particularly turgid monologue about shoe storage post-mission...but not today. Today he hadn't even looked at you.

Steve sighed. He extended a finger and pushed his retractable pointer down to a stub. Pacing to the table, he dropped his head, laying his palms flat. When he looked up, disappointed-dad energy was thick in his eyes. “Folks, this just won’t do.” he said.

Natasha’s sunglasses slid down her nose. Scott crossed his legs making the swivel chair knock into Wilson and waking him up. The Falcon’s arms flew wide on instinct, whacking Tony in the chest. “Jesus Christmas-” Tony snorted, blinking wildly. “It was a party.” Natasha drawled, pushing the sunglasses back in place with disdain. “Maybe if you’d stayed after the cake you’d have those tight panties of yours in less of a spick, Rogers.”

“That’s Captain Rogers.” he snapped. “We’re on the clock.” “Calm down, Rogers.” Tony said, cresting his fingers. He was remarkably chipper for a man with whipped cream crusted in his hairline. “You’re all sitting on my clock. Remember that.”

Steve flushed scarlet. His eyes narrowed as Tony’s smirk grew.

“All I’m saying is it’s a sorry day when Laufeyson is the star pupil. Look at him!” Steve said, gesturing incredulously at Loki who remained in position; back straight, chin up. But now, one eyebrow arched. “All of you lot in your skivvies and Laufeyson’s in full dress?” Steve shook his head. “I fail to see the humour, Rogers.” Loki said. “Why is it so surprising that I come to our daily summons dressed thus? Certainly I have never presented myself in a tragic towelling monstrosity like Lang here.” “There was that one time with the silk nightie.” Sam whispered to Scott. Scott covered his mouth.

“A silk robe.” Loki snapped.

“Usually you only bring out the Asgardian shit when you’re brown-nosing. Or when you’ve done something shifty.” Natasha said, propping her chin up with a fist. You bet her eyes are closed. Wanda nodded behind her Starbucks.

“Or trying to impress someone,” the witch said. Natasha waved a finger in agreement. “Sexually.” Wanda added.

Loki released a scandalised snort. “How dare you.” he said. Leather creaked against his biceps as he folded his arms.

Beneath the table, your thighs squeezed together. The only thing hotter than Loki in leather, was an indignant Loki in leather. You suddenly became very aware of your quickened breaths making the buttons of your blouse strain. The god’s eyes darted to the side, meeting yours. “What?” he snarled. “Nothing.” you squeaked, swallowing. An awkward silence hung in the room. The scent of stale vodka suddenly seemed very strong. Steve sighed.

“Let’s call it for this morning-” he said, immediately met with muted hisses of celebration around the table. He patted down the air. “Rescheduled for this afternoon. Thirteen-hundred sharp. Wear clothes.” Approval turned to whines and hushed curses as chairs were swivelled and aching bodies shifted. “Unbelievable.” Loki snarled under his breath.

You watched out the corner of your eye as he stood; the flat of his iron stomach inches from your face. The scent of rich leather filled your nostrils while Loki’s fingers nipped beneath the hem of his tunic, tugging it down. He flipped the length of his cape with a sniff. You saw it swirl around his boots briefly as he stepped towards the window, clasping his hands behind his back.

Taking your time, you picked up each piece of carefully laid stationary at your seat. One by one, the rest of the team left the room. Steve was last, his hand hovering on the door handle while he shot you a wary look. As a parting gift, he opened the door wider. “You didn’t stay late?” Loki’s voice was a thick hum in the growing silence. His tone, inscrutable. “Huh?” “At the party.” he said. “You didn’t stay late.”

This time it wasn’t a question. “I usually head off when Thor starts making passes at everyone. I didn’t see you. Were you there?” “He did that?” Loki bristled. “To you?” There was a pause. “To everyone.” you repeated quietly. Loki’s shoulders stiffened. His fingers twitched, thumb digging into one exposed palm behind his back. He was still staring out the window.

“I’ll see you later.” you said, nerves fluttering in your belly. The god’s hair shortened as his chin dipped. You wondered how it would feel to wind those dark strands through your fingers as you rode him. Wondered how the grunts and signs and pretty curses from his lips would sound wet in your ear.

“No.” Loki said. “Excuse me?” “No,” he repeated.

You steadied against the table-top with the pads of your fingertips. Small stars began to burst in your field of vision. “I think the leather looks goo-good,” you stammered. And you didn’t know why.

The thought of him barring the exit of enemies in far flung realms using only that voice barged through the doors of your imagination with the force of a horny caveman. If that was the last sarcastic quip they heard, by god, you imagined they may just have died happy. And hard.

“It looks good.” you repeated, no more than a whisper. Loki turned his head. The sharp profile came into view at a glacial pace. First the peaked tip of his chin, then the slant of his regal nose, then the harsh peak of his cheekbone, then his eyes. Your ass met the table-top with a stumble. There was a small crease between his eyebrows. “Bold of you to make another jest without your compatriots around you, Agent.” he said. Across the short distance between you, venom dripped from his tongue; his hackles raised. “I wasn’t joking,” you said quietly as his gaze fell to your feet with a sneer. The quick breaths that made your buttons strain were back. Loki’s rising stare lingered on your breasts, a small smile tweaking at the corner of his mouth. Words tripped from your lips, forcing their way from behind your teeth. “I like it.”

Loki’s eyes narrowed. He turned fully with a ceremonial flourish, the hands clasped behind his back moving to the front and rippling his leather and silken cloak. It fluttered.

“Is that so?” he purred darkly. He didn’t believe you.

You imagined how this is how a rabbit felt in the eyeline of a fox. To look away was to admit weakness, vulnerability. It meant death. And yet – it was the only chance to escape. But did you want to escape? Not really. You wanted to feel the sharp of his teeth fasten to your neck as he sucked and bit and made violent love to every inch of you.

You nodded, not breaking eye-contact. Loki inhaled sharply, chin tilting up as he did so.

His eyes wandered over grim foam tiles as though an enemy lurked beyond the suspended ceiling. They narrowed, darting back and forth. With a thundering heart, you noted one of his heavy boots rise from the floor. He paced forwards slowly, ceremonially, stopping inches from you. Your fingers curled tight around the table’s edge, the messy in your panties beneath the skirt becoming intolerable. Loki cleared his throat. “Am I to understand, contrary to common rhetoric, that you find my Asgardian leathers enticing; Agent?” “I think ‘enticing’ is a little grandiose, is it not?” you laughed, cringing at the way you so easily mirrored his speech. Loki noticed it too. He tilted his head. “I am nothing if not grandiose, Agent.” Loki said. “Am I not impressive? Am I not imposing?”

He trailed a long finger down your bicep, his touch light as a feather. “So often, you mortals use such words as insult.” he mused.

“It is merely a reflection on your own feelings of inferiority. This morning is a perfect example. An attempt at ridicule to deflect from their own pathetic presentation. Each one more bedraggled and an abject embarrassment to their purpose than the last.” Heat began to rise in your cheeks as his finger drifted along your collarbone. There was a pause, his eyes dropping to your lips before the finger brushed the skin at the hollow of your neck. It graced upwards, tracing the curve and stopping beneath the tip of your chin. “But not you.” he said.

The god’s eyes snapped to yours. His cheekbones hollowed under fluorescent lights, mischief glowing from the depths of his irises and painted in every light wrinkle on his brow.

“What else do you like, Agent?” he goaded softly. “Do you like the idea of what lies beneath these leathers?” You swallowed thickly. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Loki-” you said, glancing towards the open door. He followed your eyes, rolling his own. With a flick of his hand the door slammed shut. “I want you,” he breathed, leaning closer so that the heat of his cheek warmed your own, “to tell me what else you like.”

You bit your lip, watching his beautiful face come back into view. With a prang, the thought occurred that perhaps you were not the rabbit after all. Perhaps you were the fox. Loki’s gaze lingered on your face, searching it.

Emboldened, you found the words. “Why should I?”

His brows peaked softly. He released a muted sigh, pursing his lips. “As much as I am loathe to admit it, Romanoff was right.” he said. The hand tilting your chin upwards returned to its mate, clasped against the leather tunic. “I was trying to impress someone, but not that insufferable Rogers.”

He raised his eyebrows.

Excitement blossomed deep in your belly; rising like shaken soda and fizzing around your chest. Loki bit his bottom lip.

“You see, Agent, I like you very much. And I’m afraid that now it has reached the juncture where I must know if you like anything about me...beyond my exquisite taste in battle armour.”

The change in his demeanour was so dramatic that you could only gape. But when it came to Loki, could you expect anything less? Without thinking you reached forward and grasped the belt slung over his chest, pulling him forward.

Loki’s mouth clashed with yours, the heat of his lips giving way to the thrust of his tongue. Your hands slid over his metal epaulettes, tangling in ebony waves that cascaded around his shoulders. He tasted like heaven, the scent of him deep and dangerously delicious in a way you’d never known. A scent a girl could lose herself in forever; gladly.

In seconds your back was flat against the table, its cool wood harsh against the heat of your skin through the blouse. Loki’s ravenous kiss consumed you, licking and dancing inside your mouth like a man possessed. His shallow moans ricocheted between slurps of his lips, wetness coating them.

“Tell me, you infuriating woman,” he panted as a thick forearm landed on the wood beside your head. The metal vambrace clanged against cheap wood. Saliva hung between your mouths as he stared deep into your soul; blue eyes darkening. “Tell me what you like.”

“About you?” you panted. Loki didn’t nod, only lowered his chin.

His nose nudged at your lips, dragging upwards, tongue tracing around the bottom one. He had begun to smile. One of his legs nudged your thighs wider. The god straightened and you felt a thrill run from your scalp to the tips of your dangling toes. He towered above like a monolith, leather tight to his rectangular body. Hair fell around his jaw, perfectly imperfectly wolfish curls flirting against his skin. His cape brushed against your bare calves as he shifted his stance, palms sliding up your thighs and pushing your skirt higher. “Yes; I like the idea of what’s beneath all this,” you whined as you pawed at his leather-clad stomach. It was so hard. Loki smirked, watching beneath half-lidded eyes. “I think about fucking you in the showers after training,” you whispered bashfully as your hips thrust up against your will. Loki raised an eyebrow. “More...” he rumbled. “I think about you all the time. All the awful things I want to do to you, y-you do to me- Loki, uhh-”

His hands crept higher as you spoke, fingers hooking around the hips of your panties. “If I pull these down, darling” he said with an air of reprimand, “will they be wet?” You let out a gasping moan, back arching against the table.

“Excellent.” Loki snickered, pulling the panties down the length of your legs before stepping back between them.

A hand flew to your mouth as you watched one long finger dip between your thighs, running lightly between your folds. He brought it to his lips, sucking gently. His cheekbones hollowed, finger slipping out. He swallowed with a groan of appreciation.

Loki settled himself between your legs, pushing them wider. The height of the table pressed your dripping centre against his crotch. You thought you might explode. His palms slid up your waist, exploring the curves of your body while your legs wrapped around his hips. The god’s cock pressed eagerly against the leather, strong and thick up the centre. His forearms came down at either side of your head, metal wrist-guards clinking.

“I will show you what it is to be mine,” he murmured in your ear.

Loki’s cock settled against your sex, rubbing in perfect gyration. “Oh...god,” you gasped as the weight of his body pressed against your own.

Fingers combed up from the base of his neck, tangling in his hair. The next moment, they grasped around his back, pulling him closer, catching in the folds of his cloak which draped across your bodies. The god grunted filthy praises in your ear as his bound manhood sent electric currents of pleasure deeper than you’d ever known. His searching lips found their way to your neck, your jaw. Every utterance from his throat more disgustingly sensual than the last. Hot leather filled your nostrils, the scent of him strong and intoxicating. Mounting orgasm bubbled in waves, a dream-like trance broken only with whispered groans of pleasure from your throats. Loki Laufeyson was about to make you cum. The thought was unbelievable. And yet, your pussy being tugged and massaged and owned by his leather-bound cock into the throes of heaven knew it to be true. Dry-humped like a teenager in the back of a pick-up.

“Be mine...” Loki mumbled breathlessly, a strangled choke gasping from deep in his chest. He immediately dove for a perishing kiss, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth and releasing it with a wet suck. He smouldered down.

Against the bright lights, his dark halo shone; tendrils curling against your cheek and brushing with every calculated roll of his hips. Every muscle in your body tensed. Your legs tightened against his hips.

“Be mine,” he echoed. His face was twisted, and you suddenly wondered how close he was to cumming in those beautiful leather pants. “Loki-” you gasped, clutching at his cape. Back arching, the last thing you heard as climax stormed your brain were the matching pants of the god. The last thing you saw were his peaked brows above dilated pupils so deep you could drown in them.

In the afterglow, all you could manage were garbled phrases as your forearm draped over your eyes. “That was...unexpected.” you panted when the god’s weight lifted from your chest. “Perhaps for you.” Loki winked. “It was very carefully calculated on my part,” You watched in dazed disbelief as Loki sank to his knees, leather creaking, and hoisted your hips higher. He lapped at your soaking pussy, muffled moans seeping from his throat as he buried himself in your fresh pleasure. The flat of his tongue licked a thick stripe from the base to your swollen clit, placing a gentle suck on the tip. His eyes flickered up, meeting yours.

“Immaculate, as expected.” he breathed. His chin glistened.

You groaned as he withdrew; grasping at the air as he went. That small caress of him against your sex was everything you could ever have dreamed. Loki let you reluctantly arrange yourself before offering his hand for the short hop off the table. “Not exactly how I imagined our first time,” you said with a sheepish smile. Loki scanned your face.

“Agent don’t be insulting. That was merely a sample,” he scoffed. “It barely counts.” He stepped forward, pulling you flush against him with a flat palm at the base of your spine. “We must ensure you have eaten something before more intimate activities are indulged in; lest you faint. Or worse.” “Or worse?” “You are only mortal, after all.” Loki smiled slyly. “And this,” he gestured to his cock; hard and straining against the leather, “can be rather a handful. As well can his Master.” You slapped him on the shoulder. Loki smirked. Remembering the unexpected schedule change, you frowned. “You think we have time before the meeting later?”

Loki snorted. “We’re not attending. The two of us fulfilled our obligations, unlike the more cretinous members of our party.” You raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to get me in trouble, I can tell.” Loki’s fingers danced up your back, a light thrust of his hips making your body keen. His dirty exhale flooded your ear, the warm scent of him overloading your senses.

“Oh Agent,” he purred against the skin; his eyes darting covertly to the pair of panties discarded on the floor. “As if you expected anything less.”

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As part of your 1k celebrations I would like to submit the following prompt for consideration 😁♥️ feel free to bend it to your will.

Your colleague Loki finds himself in your rooms at Stark Tower for (fairly) innocent reasons.

You arrive back unexpectedly. He hides, at first.

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Fairly Innocent

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A/N: I apologize, with my whole heart, that it has taken me this long to finish this request. So long, that I have reached a new milestone since this request was made. But I hope you enjoy it. Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Word Count: 3.5k Warnings: Explicit. Smut, hand job, oral (female receiving), slight DOM vibes, voyeurism, shower scene, mention of 'toys'. Happy ending. Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Your room was dark and cold. The curtains were shut leaving a small sliver of light shining from the cityscape outside. There was a stillness in the air from being untouched the last two weeks. “Now, where did she put you?” Loki hummed while looking around your room. He wandered in, using the access code you had given him. His prying eyes scanned and noted how orderly you left your room. And even after some time away, the room still smelled like you. Like citrus blooms on a winter morning.

Loki lent you some practice daggers a while ago and was keen to get them back. They were dull and lightweight. Perfect for beginner enthusiasts like the Widow, who wanted to add a new skill to her ledger. Whom Loki had promised to train, alongside you, in Asgardian combat.

Loki rummaged through your bookshelves, thinking you might have stashed them along with your books and souvenirs from your travels. He knew you loved to read. Your voracious appetite for mysteries and novels rivaled his own. He noted Robert Frost and Agatha Christie situated alongside the many romance novels.

Peculiar, he thought. He’d never known you to be interested in such fiction. You two had always discussed classic literature or Asgardian poetry. A Cheshire grin appeared on his face as he took a book with brightly colored Post-it notes sticking out of the top pages. He opened the paperback to a dog-eared page that was clearly read and reread extensively.

Lucy moaned as Cade’s fingers dipped inside her wet pussy. Trills of pleasure ran up her spine, making her unable to stand any longer. He gently stroked her as he whispered on her neck, “Don’t fight it, baby. Let go for me.”

Loki shut the book closed with wide eyes and a wider grin on his face. “Well, well, well. Who knew that the Avenger’s little darling liked to read smut?!” He said to himself looking at the volumes of romance books you had. He was quite impressed by your ability to surprise him. He thought he had you figured out. He might have to tease you about this when you return from your mission.

Loki searched your closet next, but he couldn’t find the daggers. He combed through hangers of clothing and shelves of shoe boxes till he stumbled upon several silk bags with rope tie enclosures. One bag had the length and shape of the daggers he was searching for. How sweet of her to care for the daggers and stash them in a silk purse. Loki opened the bag and reached in but was again surprised at what he found.

He pulled out a black, patent leather collar with a gold buckle. Glistening under the bright closet light, was a heart-shaped tag, hanging from the center. The name ‘Darling’ was inscribed in cursive. Stunned, Loki looked inside the sateen bag and pulled out what he mistook for his daggers- a short, riding crop that matched the patent leather of the collar. Hanging from the handle was a gold chain that had a tag etched, ‘Darling’s Master.’

An intrusive fantasy came unbidden in his mind. It was of you on all fours, with the collar adorning your neck and him standing behind you rubbing the tip of the crop against your dripping heat. “What other deliciousness are you hiding, my dear?” he whispered as he stowed the collar and whip and reached for another silk purse. Every bag he opened had a different set of negligees. Each one was more lascivious than the last.

The smile on his lips got darker as his body started responding to the different scenarios playing in his head. Each scene- novel and unique, to the set of lingerie he opened. More than once, he had to stop himself from reaching inside and rubbing the fine lace between his fingers. “Nope! No,” he chided himself. “Focus. I’m here for the daggers.” Loki took one last look and walked away before he could swipe one of your lace panties and put it in his back pocket like some pervert. “Daggers. Daggers…where are you daggers…”

He couldn’t stop smiling at the revelation he found. Memories of his last interaction with you played in his head under a new context. It was as if he was seeing you in a different light. Truth be told, he did always find you attractive. But he never once pursued it thinking it wouldn’t be favored by you, or any of the team. You didn’t get the title “The Avenger’s Little Darling” for nothing. You were beloved by all. And he was the untrustworthy, extra baggage that the team had to deal with so they could have Thor on their side.

He knew he couldn’t have you.

One last place he looked was your bedside table. If it’s not here, she must have taken them with her. Opening the drawer, Loki shouldn’t have been surprised at what he found, but he felt an exhilarating chill crawl throughout his body, nonetheless. A vibrator. A large, blue, silicone toy that was tapered at the end, was resting neatly inside. You naughty little minx.

Loki couldn’t help the state of arousal he was in. He stood up and stared at your toy, his fingers running puzzled against his lips. He imagined you spread on your bed, lost in the throes of your passion. What do you think about when you have your toy tucked inside your wet cunt? Who’s name do you moan when you’re at the edge of your climax about to fall? And how can he conspire to make sure you think of him?

Surprised, Loki looked up as he heard the keypad of your door unlocking. In a senseless rush, he closed your drawer and cloaked himself invisible. He didn’t want anyone to find him snooping around your belongings. He stood still as he blended with the shadows of your room.

He shouldn’t have hid. You did give him the access code to your room. You trusted him enough to be in here. But there was something so intimate about the things he found. He felt exposed and guilty. Loki didn’t want anyone to think of him being nefarious with you.

A small sigh of relief flooded him when he realized it was you, back from your assignment. He opened his mouth to speak and announce his presence, but he couldn’t. So many questions rushed through his mind. He wanted to ask all of them! Yet, he was struck immovable by your presence.

Had you always been so lovely? Had your eyes always been that bright and alluring? Your smile, an invitation for his lips?

Were his discoveries about you finally shedding light as to who you might be, underneath the perfect façade you seem to have cultivated for yourself? Everything he found was, he swore to the gods, erotic and arousing. But it was the fact that you surprised him that made his level of attraction to you grow.

You walked in with a heavy sigh, setting your duffel bag down on your bed and your boots onto the floor. You didn’t bother turning on your lights, as you zipped your body suit down and peeled off your armor. A rather tame set of black lace underwear shaped your body. Your exposed skin turned a rich shade in the darkness of your room.

Loki noted some bruises and scars peppering your body. The fresh welts were colored green and blue indicating they were recent and most likely acquired from your latest mission. You massaged your neck and rolled your shoulders trying to ease the ache settling into your bones.

Loki watched as you made your way, routinely, to your en suite and turned on the lights. A loud rush of water from the shower rumbled through, disturbing the silence that had enveloped you both. It took his entire strength as a god to keep standing where he was and not follow you to watch.

New fantasies came unbidden in his mind of you naked and wet in the shower. I need to leave. I need to depart before I do something that both of us would regret. He waited till he heard you close your shower door. The water made loud splashes as it hit against different curves of your body.

A few more minutes and Loki found he could move again. With a shaky breath, he exhaled and made his way to your door. He would’ve continued if it weren’t for your small sighs. Soft moans and whimpers traveled to his god-like hearing. She’s touching herself?!

Loki balled his fist to elicit pain. His fingernails dug deep into the pad of his palms, trying to overcome the overwhelming state of arousal he was in.

“…Loki…”

He stopped and nearly fell to his knees. You said his name! The honeyed tones of your moans dripped over him. Coating his entire body in primal need until it reached his cock and hardened.

He couldn’t leave now. He wouldn’t. He turned on his heel and slowly lifted his cloak, risking everything by pushing the door slightly more open.

Loki licked his lips at the sight of you lost in your orgasm. Your head was thrown back as water trickled down your body. The droplets guiding his eyes down…

…down…

…to where your fingers played with your aching cunt. Your hands explored your curves. Every dip. Every hollow. Every scrumptious mound that he wanted to devour himself.

He stood at your en suite door, his arms holding the frame above his head. He didn’t trust himself to come closer to you. Not until you allowed it. Not until you saw how his eyes became ravenous at the sight of you touching yourself to thoughts of him.

“Loki!? What the hell are you doing?” you screamed out, startled. His eyes traveled back up to yours as you finally acknowledged his presence. Your body turned flush from the heat of the water and the embarrassing situation you found yourself in.

Loki freed himself from your door and tried to answer. Nothing came out but a quivering breath and a small growl of desire. His eyes narrowed and he bit his lip. He took a step forward and closed your bathroom door behind him making your heart drop. He slowly made his way to you. Sluggish feet carrying him across your tiled floors. “Don’t stop on my account, Darling.”

“Why are you here?” you demanded.

“I heard you call out my name. And I am nothing if not a benevolent god who answers your prayers.” It was as if a switch was turned on and Loki couldn’t stop until he had you.

He watched you back into the tile of your shower. You looked like a caged animal put there for his viewing pleasure. “Why are you here?!” you repeated. It’s too late to be demure. He’s seen everything.

“I came looking for the daggers I lent you. I looked everywhere in your room. I couldn't find them.” Loki’s voice was deep but clear. You could hear the dangerous desire in his tone as he reached for the door to your shower. On instinct, you reached for the handle, stopping him from opening it.

The chase became real. He had to have you. The last hour he spent combing through your suggestive belongings had built a naughty little version of you in his head. Like a puzzle. It was the most erotically charged moment he’d ever spent. And now? Now, you were denying him!

“Last chance, Darling. If you want me to leave now, say so,” he said with a smile. “But I promise you this. I won’t stop till I have you.” His breath steamed the glass doors. Your heart pounded inside your chest as you looked into his dark eyes.

You let go of the handle and stepped back. Loki opened the door slowly, anticipation building up and pooling in between your thighs. “Good girl.”

Loki walked into your shower, still clothed. The scalding water penetrated through his white cotton shirt making it translucent under the spray. You could trace the lines of his muscle underneath. His hair became slick and affixed itself against his face. He towered over you, as he leaned over with one arm against the shower wall.

Fuck!

He lowered his face. His nose brushed against the tip of yours and you could taste his breath against your lips. “What were you thinking about?” he asked looking deep into your eyes. “And remember, I can tell when you’re lying.”

You quivered at his voice. You looked down embarrassed. “No, no. Look at me.” He said grabbing your chin and forcing you to look back at him. He kept his fingers on your face, gently stroking your jaw.

“I was thinking about you,” you admitted. Your voice was so small. You felt so fragile in his hands.

“Go on, sweet thing. What prayer can your god answer for you tonight?” he encouraged. You were mesmerized by his stare. His voice lulled you to a sense of heat and longing.

“I pictured…touching you,” you started. “I fantasized about your body holding mine.” Loki licked his lips and the tip of his tongue brushed against your mouth. It tingled and the sensation moved throughout your body, awakening every cell within it.

“Like this?” he asked, grabbing your hand gently and placing it underneath his soaked shirt. He guided your hand up his torso and held it there. You could feel his heart thumping in his chest as he guided you over his stiff nipple and then down his lean abs.

Loki didn’t take his eyes off you once. He watched how your eyes widened at his boldness. How your lips parted when you finally touched him. How your whole body moved just a fraction closer to him, capturing him in a lust-filled haze of his own.

He continued steering your hand down his body, past the hem of his pants to his aching bulge. He was big. And hard. You couldn’t imagine what he would look like, what he would feel like, once he took it out. He kept your hand on his cock, driving your hand up and down. “Keep your hand on me,” he instructed. The steam from the shower did little to prevent the shiver that ran down your spine. Nor did it hide the wetness that was now dripping from you.

“Can you feel how hard I am for you?” his arms encircled your body, pulling you closer to him. His mouth incased your lips in an uncontrollable kiss. He weaved his deft fingers into your wet hair, pulling your head back to kiss you at a deeper angle. He inhaled deeply, smelling the clean scent of your soap and shampoo.

He groaned into your mouth when he felt your hand reach inside his pants and squeeze him tightly. Loki’s eyes rolled back as you expertly palmed his stiff cock. You felt the veins pulsing in your fingertips as you pumped his dick mercilessly. He leaned over you, caging you between the wall and his eager body.

“Don’t stop, Darling,” he whimpered in your ear. “Don’t stop.” Loki bucked his hips into your hands. He captured your lips one last time before he moaned your name, releasing the pent-up arousal he’d been holding in. He fell apart in your hands, and you continued till you milked every last drop from him.

Before the water could wash away your efforts, you licked off two of your fingers, tasting his offerings. “There she is,” he said with a devilish grin. He was waiting for the real you to come forth. You seemed so demure and shy at the beginning. Nothing at all like what he found out you were. The one who reads erotic novels over and over again. The one who hides their toy on the bedside table, ready to go. The one who has a patent leather collar with their pet name etched into it.

Loki growled at the memory. He will see you in that collar. He’ll make sure of it. “But for now, I want a taste,” he said to himself. Loki started with your mouth, sampling himself in your kiss. You winced slightly when he reached for your waist. Reacting from a sensitive bruise that you acquired from your mission.

“Do you think your body can handle a couple more bruises from me, Darling?” he asked earnestly. You swallowed thickly and nodded. Loki proceeded to grab your hips and hold you in place, while his mouth eagerly marked your neck. He continued down to the base of your throat as he knelt in front of you. He captured your breasts with his tongue, paying them each attention. Your hands rested on his shoulders, gathering the white cotton in your hands as you fisted it.

When he reached your stomach, he was gentle and sweet. His hands secured your waist, pushing you slightly higher. “Wrap your leg around me,” he directed. You obeyed and placed your left leg on his shoulder.

Drips of water still fell from the shower. Loki licked and slurped each drop that fell onto your thighs. He flattened his tongue and licked a wide stripe on your warm cunt. “Fuck…Loki,” you screamed when he latched onto your nub, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. He looked up at you and watched you as you threw your head back, your ecstasy showing through.

“Did you like that, Darling?”

“Mmyes,” you whined. “God, yes!”

Loki repeated his actions, holding onto your thigh, as he savored your clit. You couldn’t hold yourself up any longer. Your knees were weakening, and you had nothing to hold onto as your hands slipped against the tile of your shower wall. “Loki, please,” you panted.

“I need to be inside you,” he moaned. The sooner he can make you cum in here, the sooner he can properly bed you on top of your sheets. He looked deep into your eyes and you almost didn’t recognize him. Hunger and desperation were hanging on his brows. The sight of him in between your legs, the feel of his lips latching onto your folds, the weight of his fingers thrusting inside you. It was all-encompassing and all too consuming.

“Oh, God! Loki!” you screamed as he inserted another finger. You laced your hand through his drenched hair, pulling every time his tongue flicked your nub. “Please, I need you inside me too. I need…” your breathing came in harsher. The steam almost suffocating you as you come closer and closer to that edge, waiting to fall.

“Don’t fight it, Darling. Let go for me,” Loki quoted your book, making you clench around his fingers. One last thrust into you and you screamed your release. Loki lapped up your swollen pussy with a greedy smile, making you shudder.

Hours later, you and Loki were lying on the floor of your room. Blankets and pillows surround you while your legs and arms tangle with each other, holding each other tightly. You were running your finger up and down his chest as he read aloud a passage from one of your “smutty romance books,” as he called them.

His voice was magnetic and hypnotizing. Every word he said came to life inside your head. “Hmm, we might have to re-enact this one,” he teased after he finished a scene.

“Yes, sir,” you whispered, hoping he didn’t hear the last word you said. It just came out. You couldn’t stop yourself from saying it. From bending to his will and wanting to please him.

“I was curious about something,” he grinned, biting his lip. “Which I hope you can enlighten me...”

“Yes?”

“When I was looking for the daggers, I came across this.” He conjured up your patent leather collar and held it up against the dim light. He next conjured up the matching riding crop and showed you the tag that was hanging from the handle. “Who was your master?” Loki asked, unsure whether he wanted to know the answer. “Why do you have this and not them?”

“I never had one,” you admitted sheepishly. “I bought that in hopes of using it one day. But we never worked out.”

“I see,” he said with a devious smirk.

“It was so pretty. I couldn’t just get rid of it.”

“Sit up. Hold your hair, while I put this on you.” You obeyed his instructions. A pool of desire is already forming in between your legs as he tightens the collar around your neck. The heart-shaped tag, ‘Darling’ felt heavy and cold as he placed it neatly on the base of your throat.

Loki wiped his thumb over the tag of the whip. Newly etched, in bold letters, was his name instead. “Well, it’s mine now, darling,” he grinned as he tested the switch on his hand. The sharp thwack stung his palm. Your heart started beating quicker.

“On your knees,” he growled.

“Yes, sir.”

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kneel ~ loki laufeyson;mcu

word count: 3541

request?: no

description: after finally being fed up with loki’s pranks, she finds out something about her friend’s little brother, something that intrigues her greatly

pairing: loki laufeyson x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut (masturbation, oral - f receiving, unprotected p in v)

masterlist (one, two, three)

I had known Thor since we were both kids, and that meant I had known Loki just as long. Loki was always Thor’s annoying little brother who lived up to his “God of Mischief” title a little too much. He had always loved to pull pranks on Thor and his friends, and he was the only one who enjoyed any of those pranks.

They started when we were kids - small, innocent pranks that were annoying, but not terrible. It was when they continued into our teenage and young adult years that they became a problem.

It was no use talking to Thor about it. He loved his little brother too much, even if he didn’t like the pranks either. He’d always just say, “He is the God of Mischief. It is just within his nature.”

I was pushed to the edge one day when I returned to my quarters to find a surprise waiting for me in my bed. Everyone knew of my fear of snakes. This information had unfortunately reached Loki as well. I had been waiting for him to use that information against me, but eventually I managed to forget he even knew. Until I got back to my quarters, kicked off my boots, and pulled back the covers to flop onto my bed, only to find it was full of snakes.

I shrieked and fell flat onto my ass. My heart was pounding as one of the snakes stretched its body out to put its face in mine. My fear was quickly replaced by anger as I realized exactly who put them there. I got to my feet and stormed out the door.

Loki was in the palace garden by himself. He was lucky I didn’t have any of my weapons, even though I could do just as much damage without them. I stormed up to him and, when he turned to face me, I swung. My fist connected with his cheek, knocking him to the ground. He had the audacity to look up at me in shock as he cupped his cheek.

“I have had enough of your bullshit, Loki!” I sneered. “Your tricks are going too far. Now you will pay!”

He tried to stutter something out, but I cut him off with a kick to the gut. I heard him wheeze as he fell onto his back, clutching his stomach. I knew I’d be in huge trouble if anyone were to catch us. Whether I was Thor’s friend or not didn’t matter when I was beating the shit out of the Asgardian prince. But I was far from caring at that point.

I drew back my leg and kicked him again, sending him rolling across the ground again. He quickly scrambled to his knees, holding his hands up to stop my assaults.

“I’m sorry!” he said. “I’m sorry. The snakes were too far, you’re right.”

“Why should I accept your apology?” I asked. “Nothing has ever stopped you before. Why should I believe you won’t put more snakes in my quarters once I’ve forgotten about this?”

“Please, I promise you I will never pull any pranks on you ever again. I have learned my lesson. You have my word on that.”

His word often meant nothing. He was the trickster god after all. I wouldn’t trust his word as far as I could throw him.

But there was something about the way he looked right now; on his knees, looking up at me with his big, blue eyes, his chest rising and falling with every panted breath as he tried to recover from my attack. His words were lost as I just looked at him. The thoughts that started to fill my mind were not ones I would’ve ever thought I could have about Loki.

When I realized what I was thinking, I quickly snapped out of my trance wans said, “I believe you” before turning to rush back to my quarters.

I closed my door and leaned back against it. I had completely forgotten about the creatures Loki had left in my bed, but now they were gone. I guess he had used his magic to get rid of them sometime between my attack and hasty departure. I tried to channel that anger back as I was reminded of what sent me to Loki to begin with, but my mind was now clouded with the image of Loki on his knees.

I decided to get a quick, cold shower to try and cool myself down, but it only made things worse. As the cold water cascaded over my body, I found myself envisioning that I wasn’t alone. As my hands moved over my body, I found myself imagining they were Loki’s hands. Soapy hands running over my arms, my shoulders, cupping my breasts. I let out a moan as I squeezed them, imagining Loki stood behind me, his lips on my neck as his hands toyed with me.

I gasped as I came to my sense. What is wrong with me?!

The minute the water shut off, my body felt hot to the touch again. The thought alone of having to put clothes back on made me feel claustrophobic, so I decided just to slip under the covers. my mind was still playing images I desperately wished would stop. Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Loki. It’s not like I hadn’t noticed Loki like that before. When the two of us were going through puberty and starting to “notice” the opposite sex more, I saw how handsome he had become. But even then I never thought of him like this.

There was a dull ache between my legs that was starting to become too much to ignore. Maybe...maybe I just take care of it and these thoughts will finally go away.

I let one hand move down my body again, skimming over my breasts and stomach until I reached the heat between my legs. I gasped as I applied light pressure to my clit. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to picture Loki. I imagined him on his knees again, his blue eyes watching me as I stand over him. I pictured him pulling me closer and his lips teasing the host skin of my lower stomach. I whimpered as I applied more pressure to the circles I was rubbing on my clit. In my imagination, Loki was lifting my leg over his shoulder to get better access to my dripping pussy.

Before I could stop myself, Loki’s name slipped from my lips followed by a string of moans. Despite the fact that my brain was too lust clouded to really think about it, I knew I had no reason to stop myself from saying his name while I pleasured myself. The walls were essentially soundproof, so no one was going to hear who I was fantasizing about.

Or so I thought anyways.

Because as I came closer and closer to the edge, I heard a noise in my room. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was not alone.

Loki was stood there, looking at me with wide eyes and pink tinted cheeks.

I screamed and sat up. The blanket fell to my lap, so I collected it again and used it to cover my bare body.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” I snapped. “How did you get in?!”

“I-I came in while you were in the shower,” he responded. “I...I was trying to scare you as payback for what happened in the garden, but when you came out naked and didn’t get dressed...”

He trailed off, his face growing redder by the second. I wondered at first how much he had seen, but if he was saying he had been here since I was in the shower, that meant he had seen everything. He had seen me naked, seen me touching myself, heard me moaning his name.

It was my turn for my face to burn with embarrassment. I turned away quickly so he couldn’t see my expression.

“Do you often think of me when you’re in here at night getting yourself off?”

I tried to scowl at him for even asking such a stupid question, but when my eyes met his I saw that he was no longer embarrassed. Instead, there seemed to be a hint of mischief in those blue eyes. And not the kind where he was about to cause some sort of annoying trouble. No, this was lust.

“No,” I told him. “I’ve never thought of you like this. It’s just...for some reason...after seeing you on yours knees in the garden...”

He chuckled. “Oh, you want to see me on my knees then, is that it?”

I could feel the heat growing between my legs again. Loki approached me, pausing a moment to see if I was going to tell him to leave. I knew I should’ve, but I really did not want to. I was curious to see where he was going with this, and if it meant he was going to give me the release I dearly needed...well, there was no harm in that, was there?

When I didn’t give any indication that I wanted him to leave, he extended a hand to me. I took it and he gently pulled me from my bed so I was standing in front of him. He was always taller than me, but I never truly noticed it until this moment, looking up at him and waiting for him to make some sort of move. He held eye contact with me as he slowly lowered himself to his knees in front of me.

“What was it I was doing in your fantasy?” he asked.

“Y-You were using your m-mouth on me,” I stuttered out.

“Like this?” he asked before leaning forward to press a kiss to my stomach - just like in my fantasy.

“Y-Yes,” I said. “But also...lower.”

“How much lower?”

“I think you know.”

He chuckled again. “I do, but I want to hear you say it.”

“You were kissing me on my pussy before you so rudely interrupted my fantasy.”

I gasped as he lightly bit at the soft skin on my stomach. “So naughty, even when you have me on my knees wanting to give you exactly what you were thinking about. Although, I suppose I did so rudely interrupt you while you were trying to get yourself off. I should try to make that up to you.”

He took my leg and lifted it over his shoulder. I reached behind me and used the nearest object - my nightstand - to steady myself as Loki immediately dove his tongue into my folds. I gasped, which turned into a moan. It felt even better than I ever could’ve imagined. Actually, I don’t think anything I could’ve imagined would ever live up to this. I had never had anyone go down on me, although I had done the same to plenty of my partners in the past. The feeling made me so lightheaded so quickly that I felt like I was floating.

While keeping one hand on my nightstand (because I was sure if I stopped holding it I would’ve toppled over), I ran my other through Loki’s long hair. Growing up, I had often teased him about wanting to keep his hair long because I told him it would just get in the way during battle. But now, I was glad he had never taken any of my words to heart. His long, black locks were the perfect thing to grab hold of and use to direct him as he devoured me. At one point, as his tongue ran from the tip of my clit all the way down to my pussy, I involuntarily pulled on his hair a little harder than I meant to. His response was to moan, not taking his mouth from me, sending a shiver all throughout my body.

He was watching me. Never once did his eyes leave me as he made me come undone just with his tongue. I tried to keep eye contact, but my eyes kept closing or my head would lull back in pleasure. I wanted this to last as long as possible, but I found myself nearing the edge quickly. I tried to pull Loki away, but he attached himself to me.

“Wait,” I breathed. “I-I’m gonna...”

“Cum in my mouth,” he told me before placing his mouth around my clit again and running his tongue over it.

It was enough to finally push me over the edge. I cried out in pleasure as I felt his tongue run down to my pussy to collect the juices running from it. My legs began to tremble and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stand up for much longer. As if reading my mind, Loki’s hands raised up to hold onto my hips as he had a few last laps. When he finally managed to pull himself from me, I could see that his lips were glistening from me. It was enough to almost turn me on again.

He got to his feet again and kissed me. I could taste myself on his lips. He slowly backed me up until I was falling back onto my bed. He followed me down, crawling on top of me so that his legs were straddling my hips. His mouth was on mine again, still hungry as if he hadn’t just eaten me like a man who hadn’t had food in years.

I reached between us to try and undo his pants, but he quickly moved his hand to capture my wrist. I jumped at the sudden contact.

“Do you not want to go further?” I asked. “I’ll respect your wishes if not, but you’re giving me very mixed signals if that’s the case.”

He shook his head. “No, I want to go further. You have no idea how badly I need to be inside of you right now. It’s just...”

He didn’t have to finish his sentence for me to understand what he meant.

“There’s a lady in town who gives out contraceptives to the maidens in town,” I told him. “She said that on Midgard they call it ‘birth control’, but other realms are starting to take note of it to try and control their populations.”

“So...if we were to go through with this, there’s no risk of us producing an offspring?”

For some reason, the way he phrased it made me giggle as I shook my head. “No. There will be no little Lokis running around the castle.”

In a flash, his lips were on mine again. He didn’t stop me when I reached between us this time. I unbuttoned his pants and tried to pull them down without breaking the kiss. Unfortunately, it was not as easy as I would have wanted it to be and we eventually had to break away so Loki could undress himself. I watched, impatiently, as he pulled his shirt over his head first, then agonizingly slowly removed his pants and boxers. I couldn’t help but stare as his cock sprang free from their confinements. I had never really thought about the size of Loki’s dick, but I was pleasantly surprised to see what he was packing.

He climbed over me again, kissing me deeply as he lined himself up with entrance. I was still wet enough from my first orgasm that he was able to run the head of his dick through my folds and collect enough wetness that he could push himself into me with ease. He filled me slowly, letting me adjust to every inch of his length until he was buried to the hilt inside of me. I felt so full that I almost never wanted him to pull out of me.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “If anything hurts I’ll stop.”

“You are hardly the first lover I’ve had, Loki,” I told him. “I’ve done this before, you aren’t going to hurt me.”

He grinned down at me. “My, my, Thor’s virtuous best friend allowing herself to be defiled?”

“I’m hardly virtuous. Even Thor knows that. He just never wants to heard of my escapades.”

“I don’t think I want to hear of them either.” Before I could respond, he pulled out until it was just the head of his dick inside of me, before thrusting all the way in again. The words fizzled in my throat and became moans instead. “I don’t want to think of anyone else defiling you. Not in the past, and not in the future. If we are crossing this boundary tonight, then I want you to be mine. No other person in all of Asgard or any other realm can have you, do you understand?”

I nodded.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“Gods, Loki, I’m yours! I promise, I will not let anyone else have me. I’m yours and yours alone, I swear.”

I could feel his smirk against my neck as he began to kiss me. “Say it one more time. I like hearing it.”

“I’m yours, Loki. All of me is yours.”

With every thrust inwards he was hitting spots that I didn’t even know could exist within me. He kissed wherever his lips could reach, and what they couldn’t reach he touched with his hands instead. He continued to whisper sweet nothings into my ear as he fucked me like it was his life’s purpose. I wasn’t sure if he actually meant that he wanted me to be his or if it was just the lust of the moment taking over, but I was starting to hope he really meant it. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else after this. He was ruining me with every thrust, every caress, every kiss.

“Fuck,” he breathed. “I’m getting close.”

“Please cum in me,” I said. If I was in my right mind I might’ve been embarrassed to beg, but there was one thing I wanted right now and I wasn’t afraid to voice that.

“Is that what you want, pet?” he asked. “Do you want me to fill you up? To really claim you as mine?”

I nodded quickly, unable to form any other words. I wrapped my legs around his waist, which caused him to chuckle. “Alright, I’ll give you exactly what you want then.”

I could feel him twitching inside of me, and within a matter of seconds he was spilling into me. He buried his head into my shoulder, his groans muffled against my skin. My hands were gripping at his back so hard that I was sure there were going to be imprints of my nails left in his skin. I looked up at the ceiling of my quarters, but all I could see were stars.

We laid together for what felt like hours. I didn’t want this to end, but I feared that once Loki had come down from his high that he would regret everything he had said. I knew I probably was supposed to feel the same way, he was Thor’s little brother after all. I shouldn’t think of him as a partner or a lover. And yet, I was dreading the moment he pulled out of me and looked at me with regret. Or worse yet, that he would leave without even so much as a glance in my direction and forget this ever happened.

To my surprise, when Loki finally did pull himself from me, he held me with one arm and moved the blankets back so we could both slip under them. He pulled me to him, resting my head on his chest, and reached over to turn off the light on my nightstand.

“You’re staying, then?” I asked. It came out soft and hopeful.

“Did you want me to leave?” he asked.

“No,” I said quickly.

“Then I’ll stay.”

“You don’t...regret what just happened?”

“Do you?”

“Do you always have to answer a question with a question?”

His chest vibrated beneath my cheek as he laughed. “Well, considering the questions you’re asking, I feel the need to make sure that isn’t how you’re feeling.”

“It’s not,” I confirmed. “I want you to stay, and I don’t regret what just happened. If anything, I’m very glad it happened. I don’t think I’ve felt that good during sex in a long time.”

“Then you were having sex with the wrong people.”

“Evidently so.”

He squeezed me gently and kissed my forehead. I felt the touch run through my entire body, from the place he kissed on my head all the way down to my toes.

“I meant what I said. About you being mine,” he said. “I’m not one to engage in meaningless sex. If that’s all you wanted, then I would leave and forget it ever happened. But, I don’t intend to let you go that easily.”

“I don’t intend to be let go.”

“Good.” He kissed me again. I couldn’t fight back the smile that tugged at my lips. “Go to sleep. We can talk about this more in the morning.”

I nodded and settled against his chest. “Goodnight Loki.”

“Goodnight, love.”

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vbecker10 · 10 days

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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 3)

Part 4 / Part 5 (Part 6 in progress)

Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)

As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.

Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor trying to be a better brother, Odin being a terrible father

A/N: I know this was only supposed to be three parts but you guys know not to believe me when I say stuff like that lol... enjoy 💚

You close your eyes as he pulls you tighter to him, you are sure he can feel your heart pounding in your chest. "Are you really here?" you ask in a whisper. You fear he will vanish like one of his illusions the second you let go of him.

"I'm here my love," he reassures you. He kisses the top of your head and you look up at him. "Follow me," he says in a low voice.

You smile and nod without caring where you are going, you will always follow him anywhere.

He takes your hand and leads you into the room he came out of. You can see he has been busy with his magic, his abilities have always thrilled and impressed you. The magically altered office is twice as large inside as it should be and is an exact replica of his chambers. You look around in awe and can't help but wonder if this isn't an illusion but one of his transportation spells.

He smiles with pride at your reaction and puts his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him again.

"How did you do all of this?" you ask. "Its amazing... you're amazing," you tell him as you turn in his arms to face him.

"I'm afraid the young corporal spent has a large portion of her time this week dutifully guarding my empty office," he jokes and you laugh with him.

"Gods, is that why you requested a new sentry?" you ask.

He smiles mischievously, "Sergeant Tones paid far too much attention to my comings and goings." He strokes your cheek slowly and says, "Now, enough about them," he leans down to kiss your lips and you kiss him back, gripping the fabric of his shirt. Without breaking the kiss, he waves his hand slightly and your armor suddenly vanishes. You smile against his lips, feeling the added weight disappear and his hands rest on the back of your shirt.

You look up at him and say, "I've missed you so much. Did your mother tell you?"

He nods and takes your hand, leading you to the sofa where you sit close together, his arm around your waist and your hand on his knee. "She told me," he answers. "There are only two people in this world I have ever been able to confide in, you and my mother." He pauses for a moment then says, "After you left the throne room, my mother and I went to her private library. I needed her to know how much I care for you, how much you mean to me. I was still afraid my father would find a reason to send you away somewhere but she promised me she would protect you."

"She's been very kind to me," you tell him, smiling to reassure him that you are okay. "You're very lucky to have a mother like her."

He nods in agreement but you can see something is weighing him down. "Loki, what's wrong?" you ask in a worried tone.

"I hate this," he says after a moment. "I hate not being able to see you and when I do, I'm barely allowed to look at you. I hate being able to give you orders but not speak to you. I hate having to pretend that you mean nothing to me. I don't know how much longer I can stand to be without you."

You kiss him and you feel him relax slowly in your arms. "Our passing moments together will never be enough for me but I promise you, I savor every second I see you or hear your voice," you tell him.

He smiles at your response then you can see his attention shift and he says, "I need to tell you something."

"You can tell me anything," you remind him.

"Your paperwork for the transfer wasn't denied... I never submitted it to your captain," he admits, "And I was never going to."

You look at him in shock and he continues.

"I'm so sorry I lied to you. I know it was wrong and I swear on all the Gods that I've never lied to you before but... I just couldn't let you leave me," he says, you can hear the worry in his voice.

You can't help but let out a laugh and he shifts uncomfortably. "I'm sorry," you smile but he still looks concerned. "A part of me was desperately hoping you would somehow delay the transfer. I never wanted to leave you," you admit. "I was a fool for thinking if we were apart, I would be able to move on."

He smiles and kisses you again, his hands traveling up and down the back of your thin shirt. "Stay here with me tonight," he says between kisses. He doesn't say it as a prince ordering his sentry but you obey his request without a second thought.

You stand quietly in front of the queen's office, eagerly awaiting the end of her current meeting. She had informed you this morning that her last meeting was going to be with her youngest son. You couldn't wait to see him, even though you knew it would be brief and he would be unable to speak to you. Any second you saw him outside of the time the two of you stole was appreciated greatly.

It is almost three months since your new Sunday night routine with Loki began. He would slip through the palace with ease after he dismissed his sentry for the night and you would take a left at the top of the stairs after his mother released you.

While hidden away, surrounded by his illusion, the two of you could pretend everything was perfect. You love him with all of your heart and he loves you back just as fiercely. He would kiss you and hold you and tell you that you were his but the moment the sun came up, everything would change. You always did your best to hold back your emotions as you put your armor on and returned to your silent duties.

It devastated you every time you needed to leave him but you kept your pain to yourself. You were afraid to ruin the small window of time you had with wishes and false hope that things could somehow be different.

You follow the queen as she moves gracefully through the long marble halls of the palace, her dress flowing around her. You groan internally when a third council member stops to greet her, delaying your arrival at the prince's office yet again. She nods politely at his failed attempt at what you assume was a joke and kindly excuses herself.

After what seems like hours, you finally you turn the corner and his office is in sight, your heart races knowing you will see him even if it is just for a moment.

You can see his young sentry leaning against the wall behind her and remember how heavy your armor was when you first started. She hears you approaching and stands at attention. You signal for her to knock and announce the queen's presence which she does quickly, it is easy to see how nervous she is. You can't fault her for being anxious around the royal family, especially when you are terrified of the king and less than fond of the older prince.

The door opens and you hold back the smile that tries to slip free when he steps out into the hall. "Hello mother," he smiles at her and she embraces him.

"Good luck with your meeting," she says after taking a step back.

You look between the queen and Loki in shock when you realize she is talking to you. "I'm sorry your highness?" you say quietly.

"Prince Loki has something to discuss with you, Lieutenant Y/L/N. Corporal Glasgow will be temporarily assigned to me for the remainder of the day," she says.

You and the corporal exchange a quick look with a mix of surprise and confusion. It was not protocol to simply switch sentries, especially in the middle of a shift but neither of you were in a position to question the queen. The new guard bows to Queen Frigga and Prince Loki, then without another word they leave the way you came.

You find yourself standing in front of Loki, completely alone and unsure why. It was only Tuesday, had something happened that couldn't wait until Sunday? Your mind suddenly races with all the horrid things that keep you awake at night. Had someone discovered the two of you have been sneaking off together? Were you being sent to a post far from the palace? Had he finally gotten engaged to a woman his father and the kingdom would approve of? Both Loki and the queen were far too calm for any of these to be true but you couldn't push the thoughts away.

He motions for you to follow him and you close the door upon entering his office. Your fears subside momentarily when Loki pulls you into his arms. You close your eyes tightly as he whispers, "I have news."

"Good news or bad?" you ask hesitantly, pulling away slightly but his arms hold you to him.

He smiles in response, "Very good news my love." He takes your hand and the thoughts that had been swirling around your mind fade in an instant. "Come, let me show you," he says, you can hear the joy and excitement in his voice as he leads you through his office.

He pulls out the leather chair behind his large desk, "Sit." You pause before doing as he asks, sometimes it was hard to break protocol even when you were with Loki. You had never sat on this side of his desk before and hadn't realized that until this moment.

"Relax," he says with a light laugh. "I promise you, no one will barge in and find you sitting here."

"Sorry," you let out a nervous laugh. "I guess I'm still a bit worried that your father will banish me to Migard or somewhere."

He kneels next to you and takes your hand. "I would never let him send you away, you know that right?" he asks.

You nod, "I know." You clear your throat, pushing away that fear and ask, "What did you want to show me?"

He smiles so wide you can't help but smile in response. He gets up quickly and grabs the large book on his desk, picking it up he places it right in front of you. "What is this?" you ask, opening the cover. "Asgardian Marriage Law..." you read the cover slowly. "Loki, what-" you start to ask.

"I found it," he is too excited to let you finish your question.

You look at him for a moment, unsure what he is talking about when suddenly it clicks. "You found... you found a loop hole?" you ask, your heart beating faster.

He nods quickly and he repeats, "I found it."

You pace anxiously outside of the throne room, your heart pounding in your chest as you wait for the grand council to convene. "Please stop, Y/N," Loki says as he leans on the wall across from the tall doors. "You are making me dizzy."

"Sorry," you walk over to him. "I'm just nervous. What if he says no? What if he gets angry again?" It was only a day ago when Loki spoke to you in his office but in that short time, your mind had invented hundreds of scenarios that filled you with dread.

Loki seems quite the opposite, he has never been more sure of anything as he holds his research calmly. He extends his free hand and you take it, "Y/N, if I know my father as well as I think I do, he will say no and he will be angry."

"That is not making me feel better," you frown but he chuckles.

"Do not give up on me now," he says. "I told you I will find a way to make you mine and I intend to keep that promise."

You smile at his words and move closer but before you can kiss him the large doors to the throne room are swung open. You pull away from Loki and swallow hard as your nerves ramp up again. He keeps hold of your hand and leads you into the throne room.

The room comes alive around you as the council members that line the room begin to whisper frantically to each other but you pay no attention to them. Your eyes are fixed on Odin, sitting atop the tall throne at the rear of the room. Frigga stands to his right and Thor, in his full dress uniform to his left. Loki squeezes your hand tighter and you are unsure if he is trying to calm you or himself.

The two of you come to a stop at the base of the stairs leading to the throne and Odin holds up a hand to silence the council. Loki bows briefly out of respect for his parents and you kneel as you've been trained.

After a moment or an eternity, you can't tell, Odin says, "Rise".

You stand but keep your head down slightly, knowing Loki is the one who needs to address the council. You are simply here because he wanted you to be, but this isn't where you belong and you know that.

"Why did you call for the grand council to meet?" Odin asks and you look at Loki who gives you a small smile before facing his parents.

"I've called you all here to discuss the marriage requirements for the second child of the king," Loki says.

"The laws are the same for all children of the crown," an older man to your left calls out. The crowd mumbles amongst themselves in agreement but Odin holds his hand up again.

Loki continues, "I am not speaking about the laws that my older brother is meant to follow. Prince Thor is heir to the throne, the next king of Asgard but I am not on the same path."

A few more hushed whispers are heard but it doesn't stop Loki. "There is no argument that the heir must marry someone who is of a certain status and has the approval of the grand council as well as the king and queen," he says and Thor nods, knowing that is his fate. "What I am bringing to the court's attention is that the rules for the second child, the spare, are not the same," he pauses for a second, "And they never were."

The council members all begin talking at once, denying Loki's claim that he is not to be held to the same rules as Thor. The throne room fills with voices and Loki looks around as if he is becoming lost. You squeeze his hand to get his attention and when he looks at you, you reach up and kiss his cheek. You know you shouldn't but he needs to know you support and believe in him.

As soon as your lips touch his cheek, he smiles but Odin stands up, causing the whole room to go silent in an instant. The queen gently places her hand on his arm and he slowly sits without saying a word but it is obvious your display of affection for Loki is not appreciated. After a moment, he waves for Loki to continue.

Loki takes a deep breath and begins where he left off, "I am not suggesting that the second son or daughter of the royal family is free to many anyone. I am merely stating that the rules are not the same for the heir as they are for additional children."

"And what are the requirements for the son who is not the heir?" Thor asks, you are surprised that he genuinely sounds curious.

Before Loki can answer, a woman you always found especially condescending says, "Does it matter? This soldier will never meet them."

Laughter spreads through the council and you look down at your boots as you feel your face flush. Loki squeezes your hand again and you look up, raising your head high.

"I would like to know, that is why it matters," Thor says simply and the laughter stops. He offers his younger brother an encouraging smile, "Continue, please."

Loki answers Thor's question, "The council is of course aware of the numerous rules that surround choosing a spouse for the heir, but the rules for the second son or daughter in the royal family are the same as those written for the children of council members."

Several low whispers begin to fill the room but Loki keeps talking over them. "It is true," he looks at you briefly before turning back to his parents. "Lieutenant Y/L/N does not currently have the rank to become my wife but in a few short years, she will."

"This can not be true," a voice off to your right says.

"It is, I am allowed to marry a soldier from an established military family who is ranked captain or higher. Y/N's family has served Asgard for generations, several members of her immediate family are high ranking officers in our army or royal guard and she is only one rank shy of becoming a captain herself," he explains.

The whispers become louder until the council members are shouting amongst themselves. A few voices in favor of acknowledging the forgotten rule rise above the others and you dare for a moment to feel excited.

Odin raises his hand for silence once again and your heart sinks. He looks at his youngest son then at you and you can see in his eyes he is not convinced even though it seems some of the council is shifting their opinion.

"I wish to see this rule," Odin says. Loki nods and holds out the leather bound book he is holding. A young council clerk walks between members of the crowd to Loki. Loki opens the book, pointing to the page he marked and hands it to the clerk who delivers it to the king. Odin sits quietly, reading the passage again and again.

Loki looks down at you and smiles but you can tell he is as nervous as you feel. "It's going to be ok," you whisper.

"I love you," he whispers back.

Before you can tell Loki you love him as well, you hear Odin stand from the throne. He holds the book open, looking down at the page at if it offends him. "This was clearly a mistake," the king insists, still looking down. "One which I intend to correct immediately," he says, looking up at you and Loki.

He rips the page from the book and crumples it in his hand, you can barely believe your eyes. "Thank you for bringing this unfortunate error to the council's attention. From this day forth, all children of the crown, regardless of birth order, must follow the same strict rules for courting and marriage. Spouses will be chosen from the family's of the high court as they always have been," Odin proclaims. "Soldiers will continue to be ineligible for marriage to a person of royal blood, no matter their rank or lineage," he adds, making sure you will never be able to marry Loki even if you become a general in the future.

"No! He can't do this," you think angrily. Your mind is spinning and your heart races. How could he take this away from his own son.

"You dare to tell me what I can and can not do!?" the king asks in a booming voice and you suddenly freeze.

You look at Loki, his eyes filled with fear and realize you didn't think that, you said it out loud. Odin slowly takes a step forward and you fight the urge to turn and run.

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wheredafandomat · 5 months

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In my Solitude

Thor x Reader x Loki - Asgard AU

18+ | contains smutty themes + adult themes etc. angst

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“And you’re sure?” You questioned cautiously, looking up at the nurse.

“Positive my lady” she nodded.

“No one can know, you mustn’t tell a soul” you threatened.

“Of course my lady” she nodded again as you began to stand, feeling a little lightheaded.

“Tell me about Midgard” you requested, your head against Loki’s arm as you looked up at the stars from your perch on one of the balconies. Taking the almost empty bottle of mead from your hand, Loki took a swig before he spoke.

“Well, I suppose it’s like here but with fewer stars” he answered.

“Really?” You asked, awestruck.

“Well there’s a few differences like they don’t have any magic there they have something else called technology and the music y/n, the music is dulcet. The harmonious melodies they have there are the real magic.”

“Really?” You gasped.

“Really” he smiled, glancing down at you before looking at the sky again “and they’ve got different countries with different rules and different rulers” he continued.

“I bet you would be the best ruler, you could rule them all” you giggled.

“I agree,” he nodded, “although I don’t think they’ll take kindly to that.”

“You’re wasted here” you murmured, looking up at him.

“How so?” Loki questioned, looking down at you.

“Here you’re cast to the shadows, always following in his footsteps but elsewhere you’d be able to shine, you’d be a king Loki” you grinned.

Loki let the words linger for a moment before he spoke.

“A king needs a queen,” he stated.

“We get along, I could be your queen” you suggested playfully.

“Yeah?” Loki smiled.

“Yes” you nodded, your gaze dipping to Loki’s lips as his lowered to yours. The tense seconds that passed between you both felt like hours as you ripped your stares apart, Loki clearing his throat.

“But alas, you’re promised to someone else” he continued the conversation.

“Well I’ll run away if you will,” you laughed.

“Yeah, we’ll meet at the palace gates and run off into the sunset together” Loki chuckled.

“Stranger things have happened my friend, stranger things” you smiled before a comfortable silence settled between you both.

“Will you take me one day, Loki, to Midgard?” You requested.

“I’d do anything you ask” he answered quickly, too quickly.

Eventually, the two of you decided to head back to your chambers, Loki helping you to yours as you stumbled over your own feet, giggling with each step. Allowing you to lean on him, Loki guided you towards your bed before you inelegantly threw yourself into it, rushing underneath the duvet. You looked up at him as he looked down at you, knowing you wanted to say something.

“Yes?” He prompted.

“I want to hear more about Midgard,” you asked.

“Of course you do,” he smiled, noticing your shiver before he clicked his fingers, igniting the fireplace as you moved across the bed to the other side, gesturing for him to lay down. Without pulling the duvet back, Loki laid down and began to speak as your eyes fell closed.

“And that’s not even the half of it” he finished, placing a kiss against your cheek as he heard your breathing even out. Standing to his feet, he looked at you for a moment, the rise and fall of your chest before he silently bid you goodnight and left your chambers.

Waking up the following morning, you cursed Thor’s mead as your head throbbed. Like most mornings, your chambermaids bathed you, clothed you and fed you before reading your daily schedule. Today you had meetings with your ladies in waiting, meetings that mostly consisted of you sitting bored as you sipped tea. As you left your chambesr to attend the first meeting of the day, you spotted Loki heading towards one of the training rooms. Dismissing your escort, you followed Loki, slipping in behind him before the door closed. You watched him, intrigued as he began laying out various weapons from the weapons vault, his back to you as you slowly stepped towards him.

“You know it isn’t polite to stare”

You gasped, your breath escaping you as Loki spoke in your ear. Spinning around, you were met by Loki who was smiling coyly at you. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw the other Loki practically disappear.

“A clone” you figured.

“You shouldn’t be in here” he smirked “this is my domain”

“Is that a threat?” You stood your ground as Loki began to circle you.

“Merely a statement, a fact if you will,” he shrugged.

“There isn’t anywhere in the palace I don’t have access to, this room, your domain included” you smiled smugly.

“I don’t doubt that,” he agreed. “However there are certain places that have certain rules, rules that must be abided by, even by you” he spoke.

“Such as?” You ventured.

“No one enters this room and leaves without a fight” he informed you.

“Am I supposed to be scared?” You smiled.

“Very” he answered in a tone that could have been mistaken for sultrily, a tone that made you falter for a moment before composing yourself again. “I promise, I’ll go easy on you” he assured.

“Oh Loki, the last thing I want is for you to go easy on me” you dared.

“So you want it hard then?” He smirked.

“I was trained as a Valkyrie Loki, do you want it hard?” You rebutted.

“Very well” he began, taking a dagger from his ankle holster and handing it to you “are you sure you’re dressed appropriately?” He asked, eyeing the dress draped over your body, touching the floor. Using the dagger, you tore the bottom of the dress off to allow your feet to move more freely before nodding.

“Give me your best shot” you spoke before you and Loki began to fight. Your blades clashed against one another as you dodged eachothers attacks. You couldn’t help the wide smile that spread across your face at the feeling of a sharp dagger in your hand again, the feeling of fighting again; you couldn’t remember the last time you felt this alive. You could tell Loki was holding back. He was one of the most skilled fighters in the nine realms and yet you had managed to nick at his skin a couple of times.

“Stop holding back” you shouted over the clanging of metal and your heavy breathing paired with his.

“I’m not, maybe you’re just that good,” Loki answered.

“Nonsense” you huffed, holding the dagger against his throat.

“Fine” he caved in, wrapping his arm around your back as he pulled you against him “if you step backward, this dagger plunges into your back.”

“And if you step forward, this dagger slices your throat” you shot back, your eyes boring into one another’s.

“So, we find ourselves in quite the predicament” he voiced.

“Although I’m at an advantage” you spoke, causing Loki’s smile to fall as you stepped back a little, freeing yourself from his grip as his dagger pierced through your dress, penetrating your skin a little.

“Y/n!” Loki gasped, dropping his dagger as he spun you around.

“It’s fine, just a little scratch, these dresses have such thick corsets attached” you dismissed.

“I could have seriously hurt you” Loki reprimanded you, untying the strings of your corset “let me heal you” he offered, removing your corset and placing his hand over the graze. The area felt cool for a moment before Loki let go. Unlike the last time in your chambers, you were wearing undergarments so your body wasn’t completely unclad, not that you would have minded with the way Loki was looking at you, forcing himself to focus on your eyes, hungry as you turned to face him.

“So, I win?”

“Get out y/n” Loki spoke, causing you to furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

“Sorry I—” you began.

“Go, now!” He raised his voice a little, catching you off guard as you quickly spun around and headed for the door.

Bit of an abrupt ending 🤣

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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Long Live The King. Masterlist-

Pairing: King Jotun Loki x Asgardian Female reader

Warnings: assassination attempt, forced imprisonment, torture, enemies to lovers, slow burn, eventual smut, 18+, minors dni, will update as series progresses!!

Summary: alternate universe au, Odin never took Loki, he ascended the throne of Jotunhiem. You are an assassin sent by Odin to murder him, leaving the throne vacant as Loki has no heirs. But you are caught and imprisoned. The longer you are there, you begin to realize Loki isn't who you thought he was.....

A/n- graphics by @harlequin-hangout. Images not mine, found on Google. Middle picture created by Salman Artworks. < that link takes you to their Facebook page.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen (final)

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anundyingfidelity · 15 days

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𝟒𝐎𝐎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 request: Loki loving (female) Reader's moles and freckles. He sees the moles and freckles as constellations. He wants to explore her constellations all over her body.

aah thanks a lot for your request!!! such a long time since i didn't write something for loki and i love him a lot helppp. and totally i loved this prompt, is honestly so cute <3 drabble under the cut!

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STARS APPEAR — Loki x fem!reader

Word count: 463.

Genre: fluff, suggestive.

His kiss was tender. The surprising coldness of his hand on your cheek sent shivers down your spine as you tasted the mead on his lips, his body pressing against yours while your back touched the soft sheets over the mattress of his bed, the black-haired prince hovering over your figure as you laid down. Your heart beating with anticipation as you broke the kiss. His fingers traced your cheek in a delicate manner. His green eyes took all the beautiful spots on your skin.

“What?” you whispered against his lips.

Loki leaned down as his cold fingers followed the skin of your neck, taking in the charm of your freckles and moles adorning your flesh. He always adored them, and how much they reminded him of the stunning view of the asgardian skies, filled with stars and the captivating constellations his mother used to talk to him about when he was a mere child. You were breathtaking.

“You’re gorgeous, my love.”

His lips traced down your cheek down to your collarbone, tasting the sweetness of your skin. Loki made sure to leave a small kiss on the beautiful freckles covering you completely. He totally worshiped them with his tongue and lips, the sweet moans and gasps falling off your mouth increasing the excitement building inside him. Your hands tangled on his hair as he kissed the valley between your breasts, still covered by your dress. The dress he especially picked for you to wear to the feast. He wanted to rip it off and worship every inch of your body as the goddess you were, just like you deserved. For him, you were the most precious creature he ever saw. And he called you his, only his.

“Loki…”

He cut you with a passionate kiss against your lips, his hands going down to your sides. “Shh,” he shushed you softly, taking the thin sleeves off your shoulders.

You chuckled against his wet mouth, the fire inside growing as he slowly requested for permission to continue further. “We left the ball a little bit early.”

“I have more important things to do,” he teased, nipping the skin of your neck. You granted him access, his tongue licking gently.

“You just came back from Vanaheim, they were celebrating you and your brother,” you smirked, your fingernails scratching the back of his fine leather suit as you felt your hips moving on its own, looking for some friction between both of you. “I thought you’d want to have some more fun out there.”

He angled himself again to look at your flushed face, covered in fine sweat.

“Believe me, love. I plan to. But I’d rather trace every perfect spot on your body, here in my bed,” he purred.

Gods, you were counting on it.

#loki x female reader #loki x reader #loki x you #loki laufeyson x y/n #loki laufeyson x reader #loki imagines #loki fluff #loki odinson x reader #400followerstag!

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queen-of-the-avengers · 6 months

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The Prince and the Pauper

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.6k

Warnings: fluff

Summary: You've been invited to Asgard's annual ball that's for everyone regardless of social and financial class. An anonymous admirer gives you a dress to go in, and you can't believe who sent it.

Squares Filled: loki in a black suit (2021) for @lokibingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

Your tiny little flower shop doesn’t take up much room on the strip where there are much higher stores, but you welcome anyone who comes into your shop. You grow and sell the best flowers for Asgardians looking to liven up their homes. Every day there is a new selection for people to choose from. Whatever you don’t sell either gets reused for the next day (depending on the state they’re in) or they get bundled up and left on people’s doorsteps as a sort of nice surprise.

You’re putting flowers into the display next to the counter when the little bell above the door rings. You turn to greet the customer but freeze when you see one of the Princes there instead.

Loki has always been your favorite Asgardian Prince for several reasons: He’s quiet, doesn’t like the spotlight as Thor does, keeps to himself, and is very elusive. Ever since you could remember, all you ever wanted was to know the man known only as Loki. He rarely comes out of the tower since he loves to stay held up in his library, so it’s a treat to see him inside your shop.

“Prince Loki, to what do I owe this visit?”

Loki looks at you and stops in his tracks. He has an unreadable expression on his face that you quite can’t place. Time seems to slow down the longer he stares at you until he breaks eye contact to look around your shop.

“I’m looking to buy some flowers.”

“Well, you came to the right place. Any specific kind?”

“What do you have?”

“Stay right there.”

You walk around the store and gather flowers from different bouquets to form one bright and beautiful one. You tie the stems with a wooden-like string and encase it in a plastic covering. Loki meets you at the counter and takes out his wallet to pay but you shake your head at him.

“It’s on the house.”

“I insist.”

He takes out more than what’s needed to cover the charge and grabs the bouquet from you. He gives you a half-smile and leaves your shop. It’s a short interaction that leaves you wanting more. A lot of people come into your shop but never a Prince. Asgard hasn’t seen Thor in a while so Loki is the only one in the spotlight right now. The fact that he stopped at your shop must mean something, right?

The next time you see him is a couple of days later. You’ve just opened for the day and you’re bringing out the displays you keep outside your shop to make it look more inviting. There is a basket of flowers at your feet that you’re putting into the displays when you take a second to admire the crowd forming in the market.

You grab another handful of flowers to put into the display when you hear commotion come from one end of the Market. Loki is walking with two women plastered to his side as he browses the different shops, and you make eye contact with him again. This time, he walks right past you without a second glance. You brush it off as him not being rude to his lady friends and finish the displays. You walk back inside the shop and start watering the flowers that are still planted.

Five minutes into the task, the door opens and Loki walks in without his company.

“Prince Loki, I didn’t expect you to come in today.”

“Yes, I’m looking for some roses.”

“You’ve come to the right place. I just got some new ones in.” You direct him over to the rose section and help him pick the best ones. You take him to the counter to ring him up. “I bet the ladies would love them.”

Loki pays generously again and grabs the bouquet.

“Not this one.” He takes a single rose out of the bunch and hands it over to you. “This one is for you.”

He’s out of the store before you can properly thank him. This man is so mysterious and charming that it makes your head spin.

The third time you see him is when you’re scheduled to bring flowers to the castle. They’ve ordered a bunch of them for an annual ball they’re having. They bought so much that they nearly cleaned you out. Still, you accepted their massive tip and walked the two carts of flowers to the castle. You have three more trips to make but you don’t mind the exercise.

The guards at the front gate allow you inside when you show them the receipt that the Queen had purchased from your shop. They escort you to the front doors where Queen Frigga is waiting for you.

“There you are. Welcome in.”

“Thank you, your majesty.”

“Please, call me Frigga.” She escorts you to the grand ballroom where they are setting up. “Just leave them over by the table and I’ll have someone come grab them.”

“Okay.”

You walk over to the table and begin unloading the many flowers in your carts.

“I didn’t expect to see you here.” You look to the right to see Loki in his glorious green and golden suit. “Let me help.”

“Thank you.” You and Loki place the flowers on the table in comfortable silence. “The castle is amazing. I’ve never been inside before.”

“It’s nothing special,” he shrugs. “I like your shop better. Are you going to the ball?”

“Who else is going to watch over the shop?”

“Everyone will be there.”

“Even if I wanted to go, I have nothing to wear.” You finish unloading both carts and give Loki a nice smile. “I’ll be back. I have three more trips to make.”

The fourth time you see him is the day of the ball. You still don’t have anything to wear but you’re not going to go anyway. You’re working like normal filling orders to be shipped out when someone walks into your shop with a box and a letter in his hand. He’s a guard from the castle that’s going around and inviting everyone per the Queen’s request.

“Y/N?”

“That’s me.”

“This is for you. Have a good day.”

He bows and leaves your shop. You take a break from filling orders to address the gift you’ve got. The first thing you open is the letter which is a formal invitation to the ball the royal family is hosting. They are inviting everyone regardless of class so that everyone has a chance to participate. If you’re invited you’re obligated to go, but what will you wear? You set the invitation down and open the box to see a gorgeous dress inside. With the very expensive-looking dress is jewelry that compliments it. There is a single card inside with your name on it so you know it’s for you.

Who the hell sent this to you? How can you refuse to go to the ball now? You have to give this dress the night it deserves. You close up the shop early to get ready for the ball. There are already so many people inside the grand ballroom, and Loki looks on with a bored expression on his face. He’s slouched in his seat where the thrones are and Frigga looks over with a disapproving look.

“Sit up straight, Loki,” she says. “This is more than just a ball, you know.”

“I don’t need a wife, Mother. I can handle things on my own.”

“Thor is out doing business in the Nine Realms which means you’re taking the responsibility of keeping the peace here. You need a wife.”

Loki rolls his eyes but does as his mother says. He watches as people from all over Asgard filter in wearing what they can afford. He is this close to leaving when he notices you walk in. He straightens up, smooths down his black suit, and brushes his hair back to make himself more presentable. The royal purple dress puffs out a bit but goes down to your feet. The silver jewelry you were given stands out against the dark purple color.

You feel so out of place being here wearing something you could never afford. Whoever sent it to you is in here somewhere. Why give you a dress and not show up to see how you look in it?

“Care to dance?”

You turn to see a man you’ve noticed a few times in the market. He owns a honeybee stand where he sells homemade honey.

“Sure,” you smile and offer your hand.

He brings you to the dancefloor where there are other couples already slow dancing.

“You look beautiful tonight.”

“Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself,” you half-joke.

He twirls you so that you’re facing the throne, and you lock eyes with Loki once again. This time, he looks pissed. You’re not sure why since you don’t really know him. The man you’re dancing with slides his hands a little low on your back and pulls you close. Your view of Loki disappears but when you turn, you don’t see him sitting there anymore.

The man twirls you outward and right into the arms of another man. You crash into Loki who catches you so you don’t fall. You’re so close to him, his face is only but a whisper away. He holds you close and sways along to the music with you, ignoring the stares he’s getting from others. He is the Prince, after all.

“I see you got the dress I sent you,” he smirks.

“That was you?” you gasp. “It’s beautiful, thank you.”

“So are you.”

It doesn’t matter if you’re a flower shop owner and he’s the royal Prince. All that matters is you two dancing all night long.

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Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader) (Series Masterlist)

Chapter 1

Summary : The year is 2012, Loki picks up the tesseract in an attempt to escape from the clutches of Avengers and his brother Thor only to end up in a tiny studio appartment in Minesotta, the occupant being none other than you. You reluctantly agree to hide and help the crazy god of mischief and terrorism wondering why you were even thinking about helping a fugitive?

Warning: 18+ This series will contain smut in the later chapters, Soft loki alert, y/n bein y/n, mention of ecstasy and being high.

His head was pounding as he came back to consciousness. His body was threatening to give out any moment, his vision seemed blurry when he opened his eyes, the last thing he remembered was picking up the tesseract because those Avengers were foolish enough to drop the case carrying the precious cube.

"Morons" he mumbled as he got up from the floor, he immediately took off the muzzle framed over his mouth and the handcuffs from the wrist, the tech was definitely destroyed now.

"Shoddy Stark technology" he mumbled before he noticed that the tesseract was a few feet away from him so he looked into his surroundings. Where in the name of hel was he? His eyes circled around, it seemed like a room or that's what he assumed, there was a kitchenette right behind him while he could clearly see the bed on the other end, there was a closet next to the bed and a dresser, a small ugly sofa was in the middle of the room. He tried to look around but all he found was two doors, one led to a small attached bathroom while the other one had a peephole which he assumed was the door to the outside world.

He spotted a screen in front of the sofa, it was kept at the opposite end of the ugly sofa, few feet adjacent to the main door.

He was familiar with these screens, they had it all around the Stark tower. He stepped towards it and tried to turn it on but the buttons didn't work, he then noticed the loose wire that he probably needed to attach to the plug on the wall so that's what he did.

The loud voice of the newscaster made him jump in his spot, he looked like a squeaky mouse at the moment, thanking the norns nobody was there to witness his humiliation.

And then he saw himself all over the screen. Apparently each and every person on midgard was witnessing his humiliation. Those Avengers had leaked every little footage they had of him, even the one where he was smashed by the Hulk repeatedly.

"The Asgardian terrorist Loki who was being taken back to Asgard has supposedly fled from the Starks tower, brother Thor claims he has no idea where Loki could be" Loki chuckled as he heard that

"Of Course he doesn't, I myself have no clue where I am" he heard a knock on the door and felt frozen in his spot. He tried to turn the screen off but it only got louder and louder so he punched the screen with his fist and well, it was broken but at least it wasn't making that awful noise. He heard the knock again so he walked slowly towards the door, making sure his footsteps were as nimble as a feline.

"Y/n? Are you there?" He heard a feminine voice. Who was y/n? He peeped from the peephole and spotted a middle aged woman. She knocked again but he didn't respond ofcourse, he watched her peeping into the hole so he took a step back, he hoped it only worked one way.

There's no way he could have gotten out there without being caught, he figured he could morph his appearance but there was a risk involved especially if he was walking around with the immense source of power that was the tesseract. Besides, where would he even go? It's not as if he knew much about how midgard worked. Maybe he should just wait for this y/n person. For some reason that seemed reasonable to him, he was extremely exhausted and ravenous, he didn't even remember the last time he had a proper meal.

Looking around the kitchen he found the refrigerator and raided it. He found a box that had chopped vegetables mixed with a type of meat so he munched on it as quickly as he could. He felt extremely warm too, the weather of midgard wasn't best suited for him, he wanted to check his appearance so he walked towards the mirror, looking at his disheveled state he wondered why he even entertained that idea.

"Hideous looking monster"

He mumbled but then he heard the main door lock twisting and it made his heart leap in his chest. He circled around the spot in a futile attempt to hide but it was just one big room, where he was supposed to hide? The closet of course.

"Mrs. Geller, how are you?" He heard a feminine voice again but he knew it didn't belong to the woman he had seen, it sounded sweeter in comparison.

"I'm good my dear, oh you know i heard your tv running in the afternoon so I was wondering if you returned early" He recognised that voice. Was that old woman spying on this particular apartment all the time?

"Are you sure it came from my place? I mean I just got back" he heard the sweet voice again. This voice must belong to the y/n person he figured. He was oddly grateful to not end up in Mrs. Geller's apartment.

He heard those voices going back and forth and finally the main door unlocked.

"I'll just accompany you in case there's a burglar here" Mrs. Geller said and you gave out a little laugh. The laugh sounded even sweeter to him.

"I'm so thankful for you, really..thank you for checking up on me but nobody is here..seeeee?" You told her and she looked around before she left.

"Have a good night Mrs Geller" you quickly shut the door behind her. Taking a deep breath you sighed but then your phone started to ring and it made you groan, you couldn't catch a break today.

"Hey mommm..just a sec" you greeted her in a sing-song manner as you made your way towards the closet. Loki's heartbeat sped as the footsteps approached so he immediately casted an invisibility spell, he wondered why did he even hide in the closet instead of just using the invisibility charm in the first place.

He closed his eyes as the closet door opened and something hit him right in the face. He wanted to squeal but decided against it, once the closet door closed again he inspected the garment that was thrown on his face. It was a brassiere, ladies on Asgard used to wear these too. Huh, why women must torment themselves everywhere he wondered.

Another boring day where nothing interesting happened to you or for you. You were going to turn thirty in a few days and you could feel your life slipping past your fingers. Every person you had ever known in your life were off doing their thing, being successful in their chosen careers, getting married, raising babies and what not while you were stuck in your personal as well as professional life.

"Mom..you know the attack happened in New York right so quit worrying?" Loki heard you talking to someone and you mentioned the attack, the attack that he had caused under the influence of the mind stone.

"Whattt?" You walked towards the refrigerator to take out the chicken salad that you had prepared last night. Your mom just told you that the terrorist had escaped from the Stark tower, it was all over the news "Okayy okay calm down it's not as if he would come here of all places and just attack me in my apartment you know?" You chuckled but your eyes widened in anger as you saw the empty box of Salad. Did you eat it last night? You were too high to remember it. "Look mom I'll call you later, gotta go..food emergency"

As Loki stepped out of the closet he saw a woman in front of the refrigerator, well he saw your jeans cladded plumped arse, you had a white shirt on along with it. And then you turned around. All he heard in that moment was a loud scream that felt deafening to him.

"Stop screaminggg"

There was a man in your apartment. A strange weird looking man, Mrs. Geller was right, oh you were going to die and your soul would haunt this apartment forever. Serves you right for wasting all this time you had to fulfill your dreams and goals in life.

Now you always thought of yourself as the person who'd choose to fight in such a situation but you were getting a reality check now. You had no fight in you, you were frozen in your spot waiting for your impending death by the hands of a burglar. You both kept staring at each other but you finally gasped when you heard the knock on the door.

"Listen to me mortal ..uhhh lady. I do not want to cause any harm so I'd appreciate it if you're just willing to listen to me..just for a moment?" you looked at him dumbfounded, you wanted to run but he was standing near the door and you figured he'd grab you if you even tried that. You grabbed a knife from the knife stand and threw it right at him, which he caught with his mere fingers. Ofcourse. Who did you think you were? Hawkeye?

"Brilliant of you to pass the weaponry into the hands of a supposed intruder" He inspected the knife and then you watched it disappear but for some reason you chose to ignore it, maybe he had a superpower, you were living in a world where anything could happen to anyone except you ofcourse. You were as basic as they come.

"What do you want? I have nothing alright, no valuables, I'm almost broke, almost is the key word here, if you want money I can..just umm transfer it to you, do you have Venmo or any other apps? I also have weed if you want that" He looked at you confused before he attempted to walk closer but you grabbed another knife as quickly as you could and took a step back.

"Stay right there mister or..or–"

"Or what? You'd gift me another weapon that I can add to my collection?" You glared at him. How dare he make fun of you? This was your house. Did he say he had a collection of weapons? You looked at him carefully as he stepped closer, your eyes widened in realization. He was no thief. No no, He was the war criminal. How come your mom was right this time?

"Oh my god you ..you are…you are… whattt..whhyyy?" Your voice came out all squeaky and it made him smile.

"Good to know I am popular in midgard now. Would you say my popularity exceeds that of my dullard brother Thor?"

Thor? He said Thor right? So he was the guy who attacked New York. A terrorist was galavanting in your humble abode, great, just amazing.

"Are you going to kill me?" You asked him as you wiped the sweat beads off your forehead. Your breathing has gotten shallower and you were close to passing out.

"No. But I need you to cooperate with me here, I am just as baffled about the situation as you are lady" he answered immediately, you had seen the leaked videos of him in Stuttgart, he was a cruel man, he was definitely going to kill that old man but the Avengers intervened thankfully. You were still trying to wrap your head around the fact that Loki from Asgard was standing in your studio apartment talking to you. Were you still high? You hoped so.

"What ummm how uhh i mean what are you doing here?" You asked him as you crossed your arms. Maybe you should call the Avengers.

"I do not know, the tesseract brought me here, it's eerie but I have a feeling that foolish Stark was up to something" he looked to the side as he thought about it.

"Hah" you gave him a fake laugh and he scrunched his brows. He was kind of attractive in the "I'm a sexy murderer" kind of way.

"What is so amusing?"

"No it's just..we just call him iron man you knowww" you mumbled under your breath. He could see your body trembling with fear so he approached you, probably wasn't the best idea but he really wanted to put you at ease.

"Look I know what you think of me and I do not blame you for your perceptions but I mean no harm here, I don't want to hurt you and I'm not going to, I am giving you my word" he seemed sincere but there's no way you were going to believe the words of an escaped terrorist.

"Aren't you Loki? The loki? God of lies and trickery and stuff? Why would I believe you?" You asked him so he smiled again. Cute smile. No you stop it.

"You know what, I will just sit down here-" he conjured a chair out of thin air and your eyes widened "And you can tie me up if that would make you feel safer around me"

"Huh wouldn't you want that?" You snickered and his face flushed in response.

He passed you a rope, by which you meant, he threw it right in your face but you caught it. Okay you were starting to think now, if he really wanted to hurt you he would have, he has magical powers plus the knife that you gave him like a moron, there's no way you could fight him if he really wanted to hurt you. Right?

"Why did you attack us? What did we do to you?"

"I did not attack you?" He looked at you confused. "Oh you meant the humankind, that's sweet of you to address yourself as one for all, very sentimental. Anyway it is a long long story, do you want me to narrate it all..from the beginning?" he chuckled nervously.

"It's just..you don't seem that evil..why did you hurt those people?" his eyes teared up as you said that. He knew why he hurt those people, he just wished he was able to stop himself before he did.

"I didn't want to, I don't enjoy hurting innocent creatures" he said to you and the sad little voice affected you. So you were really going to ignore him using the words creatures for humans right? "Your name is y/n i assume?"

He asked you so you nodded.

"What do you want, be honest"

"Just let me stay here until I figure this out"

"No no no no no no..Why would I allow a fugitive to stay with me? I'll be locked up too for I don't know.. abiding you and shit" you huffed

"Did you intend to use the word Abetting?" he looked at you all confused and the embarassment was enough to make you want to die.

"Look mister"

"Call me Loki"

"Mister Loki.. Prisoners under 30 isn't the magazine I have aspired to be featured in all my life.. so I need you to get out of here okay?"

"There is no way those incompetent men in costumes could find me here and-"

"They are heroes, and there's a woman in the team, her name is black widow ..they saved lives today..they–" you interrupted him and he interrupted your interruption,

"In case they do find me, just tell them that I was the one keeping you hostage over here, they'll believe you in a jiff i promise" he winked as he finished his sentence. You had to be crazy to allow this right? You had to be insane that you were already starting to believe his words.

"Tie..tie yourself up and let me think"

You passed him the rope and he used the magic to tie himself up.

"That's great..you think I'm dumb..huhh? if you can use magic to tie yourself up then you can get yourself out too" he smiled as you said that. Why did he find this mortal.. adorable in an endearing sort of way?

"Well why don't you do it then? I can't use magic if I don't see the knots myself" he told you so you thought about it. You walked towards him and he conjured another rope for you, as you reached closer you noticed the cuts and bruises on his face, he seemed hurt. He looked up at you and you tried to avoid his hypnotic gaze, why did he have to look so good? He was the sexiest man you had ever laid your eyes upon. Why did he have to be a criminal though?

After you tied him up you walked towards the tv, and that's when you noticed the broken screen so you turned around and glared at him. You watched him waving his fingers and the tv was fixed magically, ofcourse.

"Huhhh you will come in handy..if you know what I mean" you laughed as you turned the tv on.

"I actually do not know what you mean"

You saw the news of him escaping and his brother Thor has appealed to everyone that Loki was dangerously manipulative and thirsty for blood so if anyone was to spot him anywhere, there was a helpline number they could call.

"Oh my god there's a number." you jumped up and down in excitement and relief, what if Thor was right and he was manipulating you? Ofcourse Thor was right, he was his brother. You had made up your mind to call but when you looked at him, there was the saddest, mopiest, cutest look you had ever seen on a man's face.

"I can not win" he mumbled under his breath so you walked towards him.

"What did you say?" You asked him and when he looked at you, his eyes were welled up.

"Very well then, you can call them if you want" he told you so you walked towards the kitchen and picked up your phone. The look on his face was still bothering you though. What if there was a story behind what he did? No no.. people got hurt, he was evil, call the bloody Avengers and get yourself out of this problematic situation. But what if he was not evil? Iron man harmed so many lives before he became a hero. You felt crazy playing this mental circus with yourself.

"I must be losing my mind" you mumbled as you put the phone down on the kitchen counter "Okay fine..but if you're even thinking about hurting innocent people again let me tell you mister I'll keep that number on my speed dial and I will call it asap" you crossed your arms as you walked towards him and yelled at him so he nodded like a child

"Okay good..ummm are you like hungry or something..oh wait you must not be hungry since you ate my salad" you glared at him and it made him smile again. You'd rather see that then the glum look on his face.

"I do apologize for my ill-mannered conduct, should have asked for permission before I fed on that well seasoned grass you had prepared for yourself " you rolled your eyes at the comment

"No need to judge..I'm trying to lose fat here"

"You don't have to"

"Really? Because lyla keeps telling me that I'm getting chubbier everyday"

"Well this Lyla needs to shut her muzzle then" your face flushed as he looked at you intently, was he checking you out? Maybe In your dreams.

"I'll untie you, you can go shower.. you smell like blood and burned leather..the bathroom is there" he chuckled as you said that. You weren't wrong about that.

"No need to untie me and I truly appreciate the offer" he flexed his arms and you gasped as the rope was shredded in pieces. He could have gotten out anytime he wanted.

"May i?" He raised his hand forward so you placed your fingers on his large ass hands that seemed to be the size of minnesota. He brought your hand up to his lips and gave it a chaste kiss.

"You're very kind my lady, thank you, I won't disappoint you i promise" he mumbled as he turned around and stepped inside the bathroom. You kept staring at the pieces of ropes all over. He could have gotten out and stop you from calling the Avengers but he didn't. He could have hurt you but he didn't. Huh

"Wash your hair ..you look like a pine tree" You yelled and you heard him laughing at the comment. That was beautiful. How dare he?

What were you getting yourself into here?

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