Hi there! can i order a one shot u scenario from Lokixreader (ror) +18.
It may be something with yandere trends NSFW (?)
Sure thing!
Sorry, it's so late, but I hope you like it. I may have taken some little liberties with this one.
WARNING: SMUT/SEXUAL CONTENT/MURDER/VIOLENCE/SLIGHT DEGRADATION
The smell of various species of flora filled your nose with a mix of sharp metallic notes. The shade of nighttime in the fields of Folkvangr was the perfect cover for your unsightly misdeed, and now that all was quiet, you had arranged to clean up the mess. Blood trickled down from its splatter against the bark of the nearest tree to the pool that washed over the blades of grass below it. Your hands were stained with the blood of a lesser goddess. In your opinion, it served her right for getting too close to a certain god. If he had known about your actions, would he be disgusted by you? You were truly undeserving, and yet you didn't mind hiding in the shadows if it meant you could keep him safe from all those who would eventually cause him even a mild inconvenience.
Loki; the god of deceit and mischief. He was the sole object of your affection, and the reason you felt prompted to eliminate the obstacles in his way. Well, they were in your way too.
Even if he never acknowledged you, knowing he was alone without you was enough to keep you happy. The little lies you told yourself. The self-made promises of a happy ending with him. They were delusions, and you knew it. But you let yourself be persuaded by a blinding infatuation. It was better this way.
Although the goddess was merely ashes in the wind, the blood still remained, and so you began to wipe away the mess, leaving no trace of evidence for anyone to find. As far as the other gods were concerned, this goddess had fled Asgard never to return.
Wiping the sweat from your brow, your head jerked up in utter shock as you heard the mischievous laughter of your infatuation. Loki lay cradled in tree branches, his eyes peering down toward you in a curious state of amusement.
"You've been an awfully busy bee, haven't you?" He chimed.
He had watched it all. You may as well throw yourself into the depths of Helheim now. Your eyes were soft with shame as you took one glance at that devious grin before turning to flee, but you were stopped by a hand gripping your arm.
It was Loki, who had been quick to stop you in your tracks. If you were to die here, you accepted that he would be your killer. Relaxing your shoulders and turning to him, you kept your gaze on the ground. You could feel the smirk that remained on his face. That ever-present grin of his. You didn't know if he was smiling to mock you, or if he was genuinely excited to have caught you there. Either way, you were bound to face the consequences here tonight.
"That makes three." Loki sneered. Your eyes widened. He had known the whole time. Admittedly, you had no intentions of killing any of the gods, even the lesser ones. But threats and spiteful actions didn't work. You had to get rid of them. It was all for him, but you doubted he'd understand.
Your eyes shot up to meet his, shock filling your features. There was no way he was serious. That handsome face, with the grin of a demon. He really was the god of deceit. You could feel your heart jump in your chest as your stomach sank. His eyes seared through you with ill intent. You swallowed hard.
"You're lying." You squeaked. Your voice too frightened to emerge.
"Well of course I'm lying. I find your actions repulsive." His hand released you, but he stepped around you, placing his hands on your shoulders with an achingly tight grip. You winced at the feeling but silently drowned in the satisfaction that came with the small dose of physical contact.
"This makes you no better than one of those filthy human rats. They kill each other all day long and think that it's justifiable by one factor or another. But you, you should be well above that. It's so gross..."
You remained silent. No words could save you.
"I should kill you here and now." He said in a whisper, his lips nearly touching the lobe of your ear. You shivered. He was playing with you, and he enjoyed every second of your nervousness. You could feel his body heat close to you, and the tickle of green hair at the bottom of your neck. You were enjoying this too, even if it meant your death.
"Luckily for you, I don't like to get my hands dirty." He said as he shoved you onto the ground. "They’re dirty enough just touching you." He mocked a grimace before regaining his cheeky grin, an idea seemingly working behind his eyes.
You couldn't take your gaze off of him. His expression was both frightening and exciting, causing a pool of heat to well up between your legs. Shamelessly, you pulled yourself together.
"I'll do anything for you."
A laugh erupted from the god, a small tear forming at the corner of his eye. He wiped it away, a hand on his stomach as he tried to stop laughing.
"I can see this." He knelt down, a hand reaching out to grab a lock of your hair. "But would you let me make a mess of you?"
You didn't wait around to consider the meaning behind his words. You had already decided that you would do absolutely anything for him. You really weren't much different from a human. Worshipping this god as if he created you himself. Regardless, your demeanor didn't change. "I said anything and I meant it."
Loki grinned wide, his goat eyes glancing over you as you lay on the ground in front of him. He gripped a rough handful of your hair and pulled you up to your knees, bringing himself to his feet. Your face was level with his groin, and he snickered as the red spread over your cheeks.
"Well?" He teased. "I'm waiting for you to do something."
"Y-yes." You scrambled to keep your head while fidgeting with his clothing. His grip on your hair tightened. An impatient frown formed on his lips, and with a sigh, he assisted in releasing his member from his pants. You knew you were in trouble, but the sight of him had you shivering in delight. Every part of him was magnificent.
Gladly, you took him into your mouth, earning a satisfied hum from the god of mischief. You started slow, gently suckling at the flesh of his manhood. As if to say it wasn't enough, he pressed firmly on the back of your head, pushing himself in all the way to the base.
"Mmmf!" You couldn't breathe, and you held back the urge to gag. He knew it was uncomfortable and continued to press into your throat for a moment, his hand holding your head firmly in place. Finally, he pulled out of your mouth, giving you just enough time to gasp for air before shoving back in.
Before long, he was violently thrusting his hips into your face, leaving you with tears in your eyes and drool pooling down your chin. He relished the sensation of your muffled whines against his cock, and was beginning to make the most tantalizing sounds himself.
Not able to take the heat between your legs anymore, you let a hand run over your clothed cunt. Loki became amused by the sight.
"How shameless you are." He said, soon pulling out of your mouth to pause for a moment. "Take everything off."
You wiped your mouth, eyes glazed over in lust when he released your hair. Nodding, you pulled off your garments. Loki followed every movement with his eyes, examining each part of your body and drinking in your features. "How lovely."
Your dripping heat was undeniably visible to him. The fluids of your arousal trickling down your thighs. You knew he'd make a joke of you, as he did with everything like the Mercutio of 'Romeo and Juliet'. But when you looked up, you saw half-lidded eyes and red cheeks. The grin was different now, no longer one of amusement. He was flashing a look of real attraction. His member twitching with excitement at the sight of you, as if he had never really looked at you before now.
You hardly noticed that he had undressed as well. Loki brought himself down in the field to your level, pressing you into the ground with his own body. He wasn't waiting for you to be ready, and so he pushed his manhood straight into you in one quick thrust. The whimpering and soft moans that fell from your lips excited him even more, pressing him onward to let his hands wander your warm skin as he pounded into you.
Grabbing your breasts earned him more of those decadent noises. You could feel the coiling in your stomach, and the pleasure he brought you was well worth the punishment (or perhaps the execution) you'd receive from him after he was finished with you.
Loki moved his hands to your hips, his thrusts becoming harder as he lowered his mouth to your neck. Soft nibbles at your skin made you writhe in pleasure, your voice sweetening the air with long breathy moans. You didn't want him to find you like this, but you were overjoyed that he was taking your body for himself. Every touch and nibble and pinch was filling you with agony and pleasure. Your hands were digging into his back, but he quickly knocked them away from him, not breaking his stride, to pin them above your head with one hand. His other hand drew blood from your hip, causing you to yelp loudly. That devious grin devoured your consciousness, throwing you over the edge.
"Hng.." Loki was reaching his own end as well, the tight spasms of your walls squeezing him. His breathing in your ear became ragged, and he started to move his mouth from your neck up to your ear.
"You wanted this, didn't you?" The husky whisper only made you tremble beneath him, still riding out your climax.
"Of course I did. You're all I want." You whimpered.
Loki took one last hard thrust and growled into your ear as he filled your insides with his hot seed. Breathing heavy, he stayed inside you, unmoving.
"This was a fun little game, but if you ever approach me again, you might just have a very unfortunate accident." Loki licked your earlobe before pulling out of you and releasing you onto the ground in a gasping heap.
Standing, he dressed himself and gave you one last grin before disappearing. Your heart fluttered, but the emptiness you felt when he left was far worse than death.
