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lady-rose-moon · 2 years

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I have him back

Summary: after bringing back your husband, you have to adjust to life as a three and the community has to adjust to Loki being home again

A/N:

Warnings: smut, fluff, mentions of past trauma, nightmares, more smut, fem!loki! femdom!reader

Part One { Part Two { Part Three

After spending a day in isolation with Loki, you knew that it was time that he reintroduced himself to the community as their Prince. The Asgardians had heard of Loki's revival but thought that their former King had lied about such a fact when they saw that Loki was not standing beside him.

Waking up the next morning, you turned onto your side and sighed, believing all of yesterday to be a dream. Loki couldn't be back, you couldn't have been blessed in such a way. You stretched out your arms and groaned as the muscles in your back popped and you sighed in relief.

"I do love the little sounds you make, darling," came the deep, rich voice that you had longed to hear for years. You opened your eyes and smiled as your eyes met his. His eyebrows furrowed at the disbelieving expression on your face and he sighed, clasping your hand in his. "You still think this is a dream?" he asked with a frown.

"Of course I do," you whispered lovingly, your eyes flitting from his own to his lips, your hands holding desperately to each other, the rise and fall of his chest, "wouldn't you doubt reality if I had been brought back after six years?"

Loki chuckled and pressed a kiss to your forehead with a sigh. He wanted you to believe this, believe that he was alive but he knew it would take a while for your faith in his reality to set in stone. Groaning, Loki pulled you closer to him so that your body was flush against him, his growing arousal pressing against your hip as he kissed your hair. "You think it was hard to live in Valhalla without you by my side only to have a miracle given to me in the form of bringing me back to you?" the God whispered, watching as a tear formed in your eye.

"We have to get ready," you announced suddenly, rolling away from him and getting out of bed. You headed over to your wardrobe and pulled it open, looking through your outfits for the specially designed dress that you would wear for his official return.

"Why? It's my ceremony, it will begin when I get there," Loki chuckled, laying on his back and enjoying the view of your bare ass as you rifled through your clothes, "and why are you so insistent to leave our bed?"

You sighed as you turned to him, watching with amusement as he took in the sight of your bare breasts and body. "It's not just about me, Loki, those people out there want to welcome you back."

"Why would they want that? All my life I have been the outcast to them, the lesser Thor, the lesser son of Odin. Never have they spoke my name, never have they looked at me as if I was my own person, Y/N, so why would they want to welcome me back now?" you watched as Loki slid out of bed and walked over to you, pinning you to the door of the wardrobe, "your welcome home is the only one I care about."

You stared up into his eyes before getting on the tips of your toes to seal your lips into a kiss. Loki groaned the moment that your lips brushed his, one hand reaching up to cup your cheek as the other fell to your waist, his tongue snaking into your mouth as he rocked his hips into yours and listened to your pretty mewls from between his lips.

Loki easily lifted you up and started to walk back over to the bed, his lips still sealed in a kiss, a passionate exchange of all those feelings that you longed to feel again for one another. That is until a knock was heard on the door.

"Mum? Loki?" America called out from the other side of the door and you both pulled away from each other to look at the door, "Uncle Thor is waiting in the square. Everyone is waiting. We can't be late."

Loki sighed and set you down on your feet, your body glimmering with his seiðr before a green gown was hung around your body. The bodice was adorned with emeralds, diamonds and your birthstone, and the skirt had a stunning pattern sewn into it that you just knew was Loki's sigil of two serpents wrapped around each other and the rest was adorned with tiny diamonds that could pass as glitter. Gasping, you spun around in the gown and grinned at your husband, "it's beautiful!"

"You deserve the best, my darling," Loki smirked as green swirled around him and when it disappeared, he was dressed in her ceremonial armour that he wore for Thor's spoiled coronation over ten years ago. Your eyes immediately fell to the prominent bulge in the leather over his crotch and you smirked as you licked your lips. Your eyes dropped lower and your eyes rested on the leather and metal-clad thighs. Oh, the thighs! You missed riding his thigh, maybe he will be merciful tonight and give you the privilege. You cocked your head when his helm didn't appear and he chuckled before responding, "I wouldn't fit through the doorway with my horns, beloved, they shall wait."

You grinned and walked over to the door, discovering that you also wore emerald green heels with tiny diamonds on the toe. Grinning, you pulled open the door and took in the sight of America still in front of the door.

Unlike you, America was wearing a gold and white dress. The bodice was white and adorned with diamonds and jasmine. Her skirt was golden and had the Astrantia flower sewn into it to signify her courage and strength. Her hair was done up into the latest hairdo and you smiled at the diamonds that were pressed into her hair.

"How do I look?" the girl asked, ruffling her skirts in her hands nervously as she peered up into your eyes.

"You look... like a Princess of Asgard," you responded with tearful eyes as she grinned and pulled you into a tight hug. You patted her back and pressed a kiss to her forehead, "we have to go now."

Loki hummed and held the small of your waist before holding America's hand and green shimmered around you, transporting you to behind the curtain of the stage built for the ceremony. America took a deep breath and smiled at you before walking over to Loki and hugging him tightly.

"You will do so well as Crown Prince, father," she whispered softly and Loki beamed at her, pressing a soft kiss to her temple.

"Once I am crowned, I will call up your mother and then you," Loki whispered, his smile breaking through his facade of indifference, "I shall present you with a gift at that moment."

Moments later, Loki was called away through the curtain and you helped America down the steps and around the stage so that you could watch the crowning.

"Six years ago, we lost a noble soldier," Thor was speaking, turning his head to smile at his brother before continuing, "Loki gave his life to protect me. He left behind his Goddess but through her nobility and strength, she battled her demons and returned him to us. In front of you stands Loki Odinson, son of Laufey, son of Odin, my brother, Jötunn, Aesir. Here stands your Crown Prince, Prince Loki Odinson!"

The crowd cheered as Valkyrie walked up to Loki with his helmet in her hands and she was smiling. Loki sunk to one knee, his head bowed with his hand over his heart.

"Loki Odinson, do you swear to protect the people of this town from any danger?" Valkyrie asked, looking down at the man that she used to find so annoying and still did.

"I swear."

"Do you swear to dedicate your seiðr to the protection of our Nine Realms and die fighting should the honour be given to you?"

"By Valhalla, I do so swear."

Valkyrie smiled and placed his helm on his head before stepping away, "then rise, Prince Loki Odinson, and meet your people."

The crowd roared as Loki stood tall, his eyes warm and welcoming as they chanted his name out loud, stomping one foot on the ground and cheering.

Loki held up one hand a moment later to quiet them and he looked over at you with a nervous smile, "this never would have been possible without my darling girl. She suffered so much and healed enough to bring me home properly. Having Y/N by my side is the only thing I need so please, people of Asgard, cheer for your Princess," he smiled as the crowd erupted again, holding his hand out to you and grinning when you eagerly took his hand and joined him on the stage, a tiara forming in your hair as you smiled out at the crowd.

"And finally, a new addition to our family, a welcome surprise for me! Our adopted daughter, America Chavez, will you join us?" he met eyes with America and smiled as she nodded and made her way up onto the stage, taking Loki's other hand. "This girl has suffered a hard life, one that she deserves to remember but also move on from. America..." he turned to her and smiled slightly, a lord walking up to him with a document, "sign this and you will officially be our adopted daughter, you will be America Lokidottir if you so wish."

America smiled and looked between you and Loki, "are you serious?"

"We want you in our family, America, if you'll have us," you whispered, hugging Loki's arm and smiling over at her, "after all you have done for me, this is what you deserve."

America, with tears in her eyes, turned to the lord with the scroll and signed it with the quill provided. As soon as she finished signing, the scroll fizzled and gleamed with golden seiðr before disappearing. America smiled at both you and Loki, running into your arms and laughing as she finally had a family again, she was so happy.

"Your majesties," came a voice from the crowd, causing you and Loki to look away from America and down to the crowd to come face to face with Iðunn the Goddess of Spring, keeper of the golden apple. "I have a gift for the mortal child of Loki."

"Come forth," you encouraged the Goddess with a smile, watching as the woman walked up onto the stage and knelt before America.

"Your grace, I am Iðunn, I am here to give you this," she lifted her hand up and a golden apple appeared in her hand, "It grew ripe this morning and I knew that it grew for you. Consuming this apple will lengthen your lifespan to that of a Goddess, please accept this gift."

America looked down at Iðunn for a moment before gently taking the apple and smiling, "I thank you, Goddess Iðunn, for this generous gift and for your generosity."

The Goddess smiled and got to her feet, retreating from the stairs to stand with the rest of the Asgardians. America returned to standing next to her parents and bit into the apple, groaning in pleasure at the taste before continuing to consume the legendary apple. Once she was done, Loki held her hand and watched as her body shone with blinding gold light before it receded and she looked normal.

Valkyrie stepped up and grinned, raising her Dragonfang high with a cheer, "to the Royal Family!"

"Hail the Royal Family!" the crowd chorused, fireworks whizzing up into the air and exploding as the festivities began.

The Asgardian celebrated late into the night and by the time the clock struck 2am, America was asleep on a bench, Loki's cloak draped over her and your cloak used as her pillow. The two of you were knelt beside her, watching Thor dancing with the Asgardians and watching Valkyrie win against every warrior that attempted to challenge her to a drinking contest.

"We should go home," Loki whispered to you and watched as you nodded. He got to his feet slowly and gently picked up America before walking out of the town square and up to your house.

After Loki settled America into her bed, he guided you into your shared bedroom and your dress and his armour dissolved, replaced by sleeping shirts and shorts.

Your husband was about to walk over to the bed when you caught his wrist, your eyes darting to the floor to hide your nervousness. Turning, Loki tilted his head, "yes, darling?"

Demurely, you whispered, "I'm not sleepy yet."

With a growing smirk, Loki walked closer to you and gently took your shoulders into his broad hands. "Not sleepy? How would you like to spend your night, my Princess?"

"Queen," you countered, raising your head and challenging him with direct eye contact. Tonight you wanted him to dominate you as a King, as your King.

"Queen," he agreed, one hand cupping your cheek as he brought you up for a soft kiss. You whimpered against his lips and pushed your body against his, your hips rolling and awakening his arousal. The Prince smirked against your lips but he pulled away, relishing in the pained whine that you release when he does so.

The room around you dissolved, revealing the illusion of Loki's grand bedroom back on Asgard before Ragnarok. "

Your King has returned, Y/N, kneel before me and tell me how much you missed me," Loki demanded and smirked as you dropped to your knees. From your place on the ground, you gazed up at your husband as his armour gleamed into place around him, his helm appearing last as a sign that he meant this.

Hand over heart, you bowed your head and smiled, "your grace, it is an honour to be in front of you, on my knees, once more. I have waited years for this moment."

Loki hummed and reached down, cupping your cheek with a smirk, "have you earned this? A little birdie told me what you did while I was gone."

"It is all forgiven, my King, I swear it! I would even renounce my magic as a sign to display that I am serious," you insisted, an ache forming between your thighs already.

"There will be no need for that, pet. You will be punished for such crimes. But for tonight," he whispered, grasping your arm and pulling you to your feet, his hand cupping your cheek, "I am going to make love to you as your King and with you as my Queen. Understand?"

"Yes," you whispered with a smile.

"Yes, what, pet?" Loki smirked, his thumb tracing your lip as he kept eye contact with you.

"Yes, my king."

Loki's grin crept towards becoming sinister as he walked around you, a cold sensation stroking your back before you saw him come back into sight with a flogger and you gulped, staring at it as you pressed your thighs together to try and quell the need growing in your guts.

The flogger came into contact with your skin not a moment later, causing you to gasp as you stared at him. "Queens get what their husbands give them, understand? You are not allowed to give yourself any kind of pleasure."

"Ever, my King?" you asked meekly, your head bowed as you savoured the pain as it began to ebb away.

"Are your fingers better than my cock, sweet one?" Loki asked with a sly smirk on his face, his fingers brushing across your bare breasts and he watched as you shuddered at the sensation. He swung the flogger down again and watched you moan in pain-filled pleasure as he snarled, "answer me, my Queen."

"No, my King! I long for your cock day and night!" you gasped, your eyes never leaving him as he chuckled and make the flogger disappear before he grasped your hips and pulled you flush against him as he devoured you with his eyes. "Please, my King, please. It has been years."

Loki smiled down at you and pressed his lips to yours, his hands snaking underneath your thighs to lift you up. He chuckled into the kiss at your quietened squeal before he threw you onto the bed and knelt between your spread legs. Loki took in how your pussy was dripping, how your breath was shallow, how your pupils had dilated and your hands were twitching to grab him and kiss him again.

"Tell me, darling, do you want my cock?" Loki smirked, his hand grazing the inside of your thigh before he pulled away and sat back on his thighs.

You nodded quickly before noticing his glare and you quickly gathered yourself enough to say, "yes, my King, please."

Loki smiled softly at you before his armour and helm disappeared and he laid down between your parted legs, staring at your dripping cunt. Boldly, he latched onto your clit and began to suckle, causing your hips to buck off of the bed and he held you down with his firm forearm, continuing to feast on your delicious juices.

"Lokiiii," you whined, grinding your hips down on his face as he devoured you and you felt him smirk against you as he continued. "Please, it's been too long- ah, fuck!"

Loki grinned as two fingers easily slid inside you and he curled them to hit the spot that made your back arch off the bed and your throat let out a scream. Loki chuckled as he thrust his fingers into you, his thumb making good work on your clit.

"Are you begging or are you ordering me, my Queen?" Loki asked, watching your body writhe and shift under his ministrations. His eyes darkened as he stared down at your weeping cunt, so ready for him to fuck once more and make his. "My Queen, cum for me," Loki growled, latching back onto your clit as his thumb circled it to increase stimulation and his heart raced as you began to scream for him and no sooner than the moment he met your eyes, you were gushing on his tongue and your whole body was shaking.

You gave yourself a moment to calm down before you wiped the sweat from your brow and smirked down at him as you whispered, "my turn."

"What?" Loki barely got out before you had rolled him onto his back and your seiðr had his hands tied and held above his head. Loki glared up at the bindings, wriggling about to try and get out of them as he groaned. You giggled at his misfortune and knelt above his hips, watching him curiously.

"Your grace," you spoke up, feeling him tense at your dominant tone, "if you do not cease your writhing, I shall leave you bound to this bed for the next 24 hours."

Loki smirked and met your eyes, the sinister grin that he had always used during your games was now set in place. "You order me, my Queen, but I am your King, you follow my orders," he seethed, his chest rising and falling faster than before, his hips involuntarily thrusting up to try and feel your dripping cunt against his impatient cock.

"A King, you say?" you smirked, reaching between your legs to grasp his cock in your firm grip. Mercifully, you palmed him slowly and enjoyed the sight of his head hitting the pillow and his body relaxing. However quick the relief came to him, you snatched it away, pulling your hand away from his twitching cock to watch him groan in annoyance and begin to roll his hips again. "I see no King before me," you announced, smirking down at him, "I see a desperate boy, yearning for simple pleasure."

"I am your King!" Loki growled, glaring up at you as his attempts of escape began again. The moment he tried to use his seiðr, a jolt of electricity ran through him and he arched his hips off the bed as he moaned in delight.

You giggled and tilted your head, watching as his stomach flexed, his scars shining in the moonlight as the illusion of his bedchambers faded away due to his inability to utilise his seiðr. "A King may rule his kingdom, Loki, but a Queen will always rule her King," you whispered, grabbing his bound hands and pulling them from the wall. Immediately, Loki tried to pin you beneath him but you reappeared by the side of the bed with his flogger in your hand, bringing it down on his bare arse. You delighted at the pain-filled pleasured moan he released when the pain registered in Loki's brain. "Stand," you ordered, watching his eyes meet yours and you raised an eyebrow, "would you rather kneel?"

"N-No," Loki mumbled, sliding off the bed to stand in front of you, hands still bound behind him.

You hummed and walked around him until you got to his back and you brought down the flogger on his arse again, watching him flinch and gasp. "Is that any way to address your Queen? Even for one as dumb as you, you'd expect a little more politeness," you teased, flogging him again and watching his cock twitch from over his shoulder.

"No, your majesty," Loki corrected himself, standing to his full height, his shoulders relaxed and his stance vulnerable. He trusted you with this, with his pleasure and his pain, he knew that you would never hurt him more than what he desired.

"Shift," you commanded, walking around to stand before him, tilting your head with your eyebrow cocked. When Loki did not move, you sighed and used your seiðr to allow him to shift. Obediently, Loki's body shimmered green before your wife stood before you. You hummed in appreciation, walking around her and tracing the flogger over her arse and you watched her shiver with need. Getting back to her front, you gently cupped one of her breasts and circled her nipple with a dark smirk. "You're beautiful," you whispered as you stared at her.

Loki opened her mouth to protest but when she saw your raised brow, she shut her mouth and nodded demurely. You grasped her shoulder and pushed her down to her knees and lifted her chin after releasing your grip on her shoulder. Her emerald eyes met yours and you smirked as you walked past her to sit on the edge of the bed, patting your lap when you were comfortable. Eagerly, the Goddess got to her feet but froze when you raised a hand and glared at her, a look that told her she was in trouble. She gulped and got the message, sinking to her knees and crawling over to you, climbing onto your lap and holding a hand to your breast.

"Your majesty," she whispered gently, gently stroking her nails down your breast to your nipple and watching you shiver, "my Queen, I apologise."

You hummed and watched her continue to rake her nails down your breast, red lines appearing in her nails stead. You tilted your head and reached behind her to grasp her ass, kneading the soft flesh in your palms as she whimpered. "Apologies won't get you anywhere this time, Min kjære(my dear), bend over my knee and accept the punishment. Ten should be enough. And darling? Don't forget to thank your Queen."

Loki nodded silently and laid across your lap, her ass in the air as she bit her lip. When the first slap landed, she gasped and her body jerked forward but she remembered your order and breathed out, "one, thank you, my Queen!"

Smack! "Two! Thank you, my Queen!"

Smack! "Three!! Mmfff, fuck, thank you, my Queen!"

Smack! "Aah! Mmmm... four... Thank you, my Queen!"

Smack! Smack! Smack! "T-th-thank you, m-my Qu-Queen!"

Smack! "NORNS! Eight! Thank you, my Queen! Please...c-can I c-cum?"

You brought the flogger down on her ass this time as punishment for her question and watched as her eyes rolled back and she moaned. "Nine... mmm thank you... my Queen..."

You landed the final blow to her cunt, listening as she screeched and slapped a hand over her mouth as her body became rigid and her orgasm ripped through her before she could stop it. You clicked your tongue with disappointment, shaking your head and laying her back on the bed, her hands once again up above her head.

"'m sorry, my Queen..." Loki mumbled, tears falling from her eyes as she watched you drowsily.

"We should go to bed," you whispered, not saying another word before getting in beside her, facing away from her alluring body and falling asleep.

Loki stayed awake for an hour afterwards, her eyes trained on your side of the bed, your naked body hidden beneath the blankets as you slept. Her body was still alight with pleasure, with a need for you that the need to sleep did not occur to her until the adrenaline melted away and exhaustion set in.

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It was a week later that Loki found he could not wait any longer. America had gone off to the Sanctum to catch up with the wannabe sorcerer and you were down in the market. He had not acted on his promise to make love to you as a King would to his Wife after getting carried away in last week's activities.

You deserved the best. Throughout the week, Loki had remained awake for the majority of the night, ready for the moment your nightmares would latch onto your mind and consume you. He held you as you cried in your sleep, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he watched the black on your hands with unadulterated rage. He knew that you had done this yourself but the Dark Hold had also influenced you, corrupted you and your magic.

Last Wednesday, he had made the decision to enter your mind and see what you were so terrified of. He regretted that decision.

Loki was invisible to you in your nightmare. He had learnt that skill long ago but it hurt to see how your mental defences were lowered as if your mental magic had waned the most out of all of your magic.

America sighed and shook her head sadly, sympathy in her eyes, "I can't beat you," she whispered, curling her other hand into a fist, "so I will give you what you want."

She punched you again and opened a portal again but you were too enraged to care, taking her by the neck and making her sink to her knees. It was only when you heard a television playing that you looked away from her to see Haven on the sofa, happily reading a book.

"Haven, baby," you sighed in relief as she looked up.

Unexpectedly, she started screaming and pointing, teleporting off the sofa and to the stairs, desperately screaming, "mama! Papa!!"

Your heart broke as the variant of you raced down the stairs to comfort her, whispering comforting words to the child. Your child.

"I'm her mother!" you yelled, stepping away from America to slide the sofa away from you and you growled as you grabbed your variant with your seiðr, "get away from her!" you yelled as you threw her across the room.

"Honey? What's-" Loki came striding into the room, freezing when he saw your variant on the floor, Haven cowering on the stairs and you there, staring at him pleadingly. His eyes darkened and daggers appeared in his hands as he glared at you, "get out of our home."

"Loki? What? It's... it's me! I'm your wife! Please!" you begged, tears falling down your cheeks as you felt pain for the first time in ages. You watched as he moved to stand in front of Haven, throwing a dagger your way which you dodged, the blade cutting into your arm causing you to scream.

You avoided more daggers sent your way until you stomped your foot, your eyes glowing dark green as you glared at him, "STOP IT!"

Loki flinched and stayed where he was as you approached, a broken smile on your lips as you reached up to cup his cheek. He leant his head away from you, a deep frown set on his lips that broke your heart. "Hi..." you whispered, your voice broken but still full of love as you stroked his cheek.

"Don't hurt my family," Loki seethed, his jaw tight and his posture hostile as he glared at you, "leave. You are not my wife."

"But I am! I'm your wife! I'm... I'm your..." you sobbed as you took a step away from him in the realisation of what has happened; what you did.

Seeing your weakness, Loki swooped down and plunged his dagger into your chest and your heart. His eyes were cold and unforgiving as he stared at you. "You are not my wife. You are a monster, Y/N, a cruel monster," the God seethed, the words hurting you more than the dagger in your heart.

Loki had pulled out of your mind immediately after that just in time for you to sit up and scream, your hands flying up to press where his dagger would have gone. Immediately, he had held you against him and shushed you, whispering that it wasn't real and only a nightmare into your ear as he kissed your hair so that you would not see his tears.

Loki had planned a romantic night for both of you to pull you away from the nightmares. The TV in your bedroom was on, the bed was full of pillows and blankets you could cocoon yourself into, and snacks were laid out on the ottoman containing your favourites and your own. He had even taken care of your evening meal by scheduling pizza to be delivered at around 9pm and he had stolen one of the wines that had been smuggled off Asgard by a lower Lord.

Loki wanted to see you smile your genuine smile again and he would be prepared to traverse Muspelheim and Jötunheim alike just to win back your smile. He heard the front door open and close, your boots clicking against the wooden floor downstairs. Clearing his throat and straightening his back, he headed downstairs to greet you and smiled when he saw you take off your cloak.

"Good day down at the market, my love?" he asked, his arms crossed and lazily pressed to the bannister of the stairs. You turned to face him and nodded as you put down your paper bags on the coffee table, sighing in relief when your hands were freed from holding the heavy groceries.

You began taking the pins out of your hair as you looked up at him with a grin. "Trading has begun getting better, my love, the market is thriving once again. Baker Thine has opened up a shop next door to the ice cream parlour! Madame Gerda has also opened up a clothing boutique nearer to the town hall! Brunnhilde is doing an amazing job as King, she knows what Asgard needs," you gushed, pulling the final pin out of your hair.

Loki chuckled and walked down the remainder of the stairs, making his way over to you and grasping your gloved hands. "I shall make sure to visit Baker Thine with you sometime soon, you always did love his cakes and brownies."

You giggled and nodded as you looked up into his eyes. Squaring your shoulders, you looked up at him and tilted your head, "I was thinking we could sit out underneath the stars tonight, my love?"

Loki shook his head and drew you away from the groceries and to the stairs, "I have a movie night planned, my love, to help you forget your nightmares. You get to pick the first movie, as always."

You grinned and with a flick of your wrist, your seiðr carried the groceries into the kitchen and began to put them away. Loki bowed to you and gestured for you to go upstairs first. With a roll of your eyes, you complied and walked up the stairs into the organised bedroom and gasped. "Oh, Loki," you whispered, seeing the many blankets and pillows with the snacks all prepared, "this is wonderful."

"Since America isn't home tonight, I hoped to spoil you tonight," Loki whispered, his arms wrapping around your waist. You turned your head to smile at him and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.

"Then let's get started," you whispered, wriggling out of his arms and changing your dress into a comfy nightgown and getting on the bed quickly, eager to start your movie date.

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It was around midnight now. You and Loki had gone through three movies by now, staying firmly away from Viking movies so that the two of you could enjoy your night without roasting directors on how false their movies were.

You were laid with your head on Loki's lap, your hand innocently holding the inside of his thigh. You had a bag of popcorn close by and shared it between your husband and yourself as you were now watching a season of Game of Thrones due to Loki's insistence that he wished to watch it.

Loki was keenly watching the screen, completely unaware of you pressing your thighs together as your eyes were focused on the other powerful thigh, your lip pulled between your teeth as you imagined riding it to release. Subtly inching up your thigh, you just acted like you were getting comfy again and Loki's hand fell to your hair, lazily playing with it as he smiled. Once your head was rested against his abdomen, you sighed and inched your hand up and listened to Loki's breath hitch.

Your hand cupped his growing arousal and Loki shuddered out a breath as his eyes dropped down to watch you. Lazily, you pulled down Loki's sweatpants and admired his flushed cock that wasn't restricted by boxers and licked your lips before taking the tip into your mouth and listening to the God gasp and groan. You took him deeper into your mouth and sighed happily at the taste, closing your eyes and moaning as his hand in your hair tightened, guiding you down and back up his cock.

"Ohhh...y/n..." Loki whispered, his head resting against the wall behind him, his senses overtaken by the warmth of your mouth around his aching cock.

You continued to lazily suck him off, your hand massaging his balls as you took him all the way down your throat and swirled your tongue around his girth, listening to his pants and desperate moans.

"I'm... I'm not going to last," Loki panted, his eyes screwed shut as his hips arched up off the bed, relishing your heat around his cock, his needs driving him to pull your head up and then push you down again and your blissful moans spurred him on.

You felt his balls tighten, his length twitch in your mouth and his breathing became shallower as he neared his high. Giggling, you pulled off him and smirked at him as he whines loudly, his release ebbing away without you. "I want you to cum inside me, Loki, nowhere else," you whispered, watching him register your request before you were flipped onto your back.

Loki's hands pinned your wrists above your head as he glared down at you, his hard cock rubbing against your soaked cunt. "This," he growled, holding your nightgown, "needs to go." You gasped as he used his sheer strength to rip it off your body expertly and you were suddenly bare for him. "Much better," the God purred before lining his cock up to your entrance and pushing inside gently, his head thrown back in bliss the moment he bottomed out.

"Fuckk!" You gasped, your head rolling to one side as you whined, feeling your body adjust to him again. It had been years since his delicious cock had been inside you and even then, that time had been quick before the play began back in 2017. He filled you to the brim, overwhelming your senses as he lazily rolled his hips. "Lokiii," you whimpered as you looked up at him.

"I know, love, I know," he whispered, picking up the pace as he looked down at you, your lip pulled between your teeth as you moaned and rolled your hips in time with his rhythm, your moans becoming eager and relieved. Loki leaned over you and gently intertwined your fingers as he thrust his hips into you, smiling down at you as you moaned and pushed your chest up to meet his.

You clamped down around his cock eagerly, drool dripping out of your mouth as Loki continued to thrust into you. The God groaned and squeezed your hands as he felt his orgasm building already, the sensitivity still there from your denial of his orgasm.

He thrust again, his hips slapping against yours as he does, hammering into you in a way that ignited a primal need in your body and makes your clit throb desperately for his attention. You bit your lip to keep quiet, knowing that if you opened your mouth now, all that would escape would be pathetic moans and desperate pleas for him to fuck you more. You had missed being fucked out of your mind like this, you had missed how amazing his cock felt inside you as he ruthlessly fucked you.

Loki expertly rocked his hips rhythmically down and forward, finding the spot inside you that sent you to the stars and he started to pound hard into you, constantly hitting that sweet spot inside you as your ass jiggles with the force of his thrusts. His orgasm was approaching faster than it had before so he released one of your hands in order to reach down and circle your clit, watching as you keened and your mouth opened to release one of the most arousing moans that he had ever heard from you.

"I'm... Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, I'm cumming!" you cried, grinding down against his fingers and his cock, your eyes rolled back from the unfathomable pleasure that you were experiencing.

"Say my name," Loki demanded, his breaths coming out harsh as he rolled his eyes back and thrust directly into your favourite spot repeatedly.

"Loki!" you called, squeezing the pillow beside you desperately.

"Louder."

"Loki!!"

"Scream it, darling."

"LOKI!!" you screamed as your orgasm hit you, the electricity rolling over your body as your body slumped against the mattress.

Throughout your orgasm, you had been clenching and twitching around Loki causing him to release a hearty groan and spill his seed inside you. He slumped down onto your body carefully, taking you into his arms and kissing along your neck with a tired smile.

Minutes later, he was about to pull out when you caught his shoulder and whined, "don't."

"But darling-" he began but you cut him off.

"I want a baby, Loki, stay inside me... please?" you asked him, tears brimming in your eyes in fear of his rejection.

Loki smiled and nodded, rolling onto his side with you, pulling your leg over his waist and keeping you impossibly close, his cock still deep inside you acting as a plug for his cum.

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For three months after that night, you noticed that your dresses, pants and shirts were becoming harder to wear. Sighing, you booked an appointment with Madame Gerda for a measurement session. You pulled on one of Loki's tunics and his leather trousers and your favourite boots before heading to the boutique.

Once you were there, Madame Gerda smiled and brought you into the measuring booth. You stared into the mirror and frowned when you saw that you had a larger stomach than normal. Surely that feast last week wasn't that fatty? You were sure that you had managed your weight quite well.

Madame Gerda began measuring you with a brilliant smile on her face, talking with you but you could only focus on the reflection until you saw Gerda cup your breast. "What are you doing?" you asked in horror, staring at the seamstress.

"When was the last time you bled, my lady?" she asked cooly, looking at you in the reflection. When you gasped and your hand dropped to your stomach, she smiled and whispered, "the Norns have graced you with a child, my lady. I shall begin the maternity dresses at once."

The seamstress made to leave before you grabbed her wrist and looked at her nervously. "Don't tell anyone," you whispered, wanting Loki to be the first to know.

"It would be an act against the crown to do so anyway, your grace, I shall hold the secret until your family announce it to all of Asgard," Madame Gerda promised before disappearing from the booth.

Now on your own, only covered by your bra and panties, your hand fell down to your stomach again and you smiled, brushing a thumb over the tiny bump.

Putting your clothes back on, you quickly rushed out of the door after sending a quick thanks in Madame Gerda's direction. You powerwalked up to your home with America and Loki with a beaming grin. Pushing the door open, you saw Loki on the sofa reading a book and you smiled, walking up behind him and wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Why, hello," Loki purred, turning his head to press a kiss to your lips, "how did your appointment go?"

You smiled and rounded the sofa to stand in front of him, pulling him up to his feet before guiding him out into the garden. Taking in the peaceful air, you sighed before turning to Loki with a grin. "Madame Gerda gave me some very important news," you whispered, your eyes never leaving his.

"Is it that she has a new line of dresses coming in? I do need to update my wardrobe," Loki sighed with a blissful smile on his lips, "has she decided to open up shop in other towns too?"

You shook your head and pressed his hands to your stomach, "she told me that I am pregnant, Loki."

Loki stared at you for a long while and you feared that you had broken him but then you saw tears forming in his eyes and that increased your panic. "Loki... I-I... I'm sorry!"

"Sorry? Sorry? Don't you ever apologise for giving us such a gift!!" Loki retorted, a sob catching in his throat as he dropped to his knees and lifted your shirt to press a gentle kiss to your stomach.

"Haven," he whispered happily, looking up at you with a smile.

You nodded, your hands holding your stomach gently as Loki peppered it with gentle kisses. "Yes," you whispered, "Haven."

Loki got to his feet and sealed your lips in a kiss, cupping your cheeks and allowing his tears to fall freely now. He pressed against you harder before pulling away.

"We have them back," you whispered in disbelief, "I have all of you back."

"You do," Loki confirmed, his hands dropping to your waist to sway with you slowly, "how do you feel?"

You looked at your hands as you moved them to his shoulders, seeing the blackness slowly disappear completely at that moment.

"Happy to have all of you back," you whispered, smiling up at him.

"My Queen," Loki whispered gently, lowering his head slightly.

"My King," you returned, your lips meeting in a blissful kiss.

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