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How come House never got into a little submarine and fought the virus from inside the body? They say he's a good doctor?

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Looking to the Future

Pairing: Loki x reader

A/N: This is smut with very very little plot. Also I didn’t proofread this..sorry.

Warnings: Degradation kink, breeding kink, praise kink.

Loki was a demanding and exacting ruler. He wasn’t known for his smile or his laugh, only for his harsh side. He was a fair and just ruler, but he didn’t let too many people see the unguarded side of him. Except for you, that is. Loki had always told you that you brought out the best in him, but that the best things needed to be kept a secret. If anybody found out about you and Loki that would spell trouble for all involved. Although he was a good king and had many allies, he had just as many enemies, and they were always looking for his weak spots. You happened to be his weakness. So you had to be hidden, protected at all costs.

“Excruciating.” Came his reply from the bathing chamber. You watched as he rinsed his face off with cold water before returning to the main salon and sitting next to you on the seat. Sensing his tension you moved so you sat in his lap and gently placed your hands on his shoulders. “What happened?” “Raiders from the elven kingdom somehow made it past the bifrost and destroyed one of the outlying villages.” “That’s terrible.” “I haven’t gotten to the terrible part yet.” He sighed. “The villagers tried to fight, and they were successful, but were slaughtered in the process. The only survivors were the children.” You felt your heart constrict at the devastating information. “What will happen to them?” Loki was quiet as he placed his hands on your hips and swirled patterns there with his thumbs. “I’ve had rooms made for them here. They’ll stay in the palace until I know what the best thing for them is.” You kissed his cheek before pressing kisses along his jawline and down to his throat. “I think you’ve made the right choice. Can I stop in to see them tomorrow?” Loki’s hands stilled on your hips and you removed your mouth from his neck to look up at him. Something sad swirled in his eyes and you knew what his response would be before he said it. He took slender fingers and gently lifted your chin up to better see your eyes. “It’s too dangerous.” He whispered. “Loki, they're children and they’re scared.” You replied. “What harm could come of it?” “Someone could see you.” “I’ll be careful.” You argued. “No.” Was all he said in reply. With a frustrated groan you removed yourself from his lap and went out onto the balcony. You didn’t need to worry about being seen thanks to the enchantments Loki had cast on the area. Any passerby would see an empty balcony, nothing more. You rested your elbows on the smooth rock ledge and breathed in the summer air, catching a whiff of jasmine coming from the garden. “I just want to help.” “I know my love. But I can’t risk you.” He whispered, wrapping strong arms around your midsection and pulling your back to his front. He moved your hair out of the way and placed several kisses along the side of your throat and you released a moan when he got to that spot behind your ear that he knew turned you into a puddle. “Children.” was all you said. All you needed to say, really. You and Loki had been together long enough that he knew the thought was never far from your mind. He had managed to mollify you in the past but with the news of the village, you could feel your desire for children fanning into a flame. “Tell me what you want.” He whispered as he raked his teeth along your jawline, sending shivers down your spine. You turned around in the cage of his arms to face him and cupped his cheek with your hand. “I want a baby.” His eyes locked with yours as he kissed your palm, and you saw them turn from weary to molten as your words registered. In the next moment his mouth was on yours, raw and consuming, and you were more than happy to give him the same. Your hands tangled in his raven locks as he pressed his body flush against yours. The palm of one of his hands was pressed against your back, driving you further into him, as his other hand wrapped around the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. His tongue entered your mouth, desperate to explore every inch of yours. Every moan you made was swallowed by him and you relished in the feeling of his teeth catching your lower lip. The only sounds you could hear were Loki’s groans of pleasure as he walked you backwards until the balcony ledge was digging into your back. You made a noise of discomfort which Loki was quick to correct, easily lifting you onto the wide ledge. Just as you feared you would die from a lack of oxygen, and being okay with it because you didn’t care, Loki broke apart the kiss. Your eyes found his kiss plumped lips first, followed by his dilated pupils, before seeing the evidence of his arousal in his pants. It didn’t matter how long the two of you had been together, it still sent a thrill through you every time you saw how aroused you made him. His palms came up to cup your face, his lust blown pupils finding yours in the torchlight of the palace. “Are you sure this is what you want?” He questioned, his thumb tracing reverently over your lips. “Yes.” You grinned back, feeling a swarm of butterflies in your stomach. You two had spoken about it before, but he had always had reservations. Saying it was too dangerous, but perhaps the village had affected him as much as you. Perhaps he realized your lives, even with such a long lifespan, were too short to wait any longer. He gave you a wicked grin before he snapped his fingers and you were naked in front of him. He brought his hands down to your breasts and rolled one of your hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger. “Do you want my seed, pet?” He whispered in your ear and your breath hitched at the words. “Yes.” He began kissing his way from your ear to your collarbone. Nipping every now and then with his teeth which sent a jolt of pleasure to your core. By the time he reached your other breast with his mouth, your thighs were dampening with your arousal and little pants were leaving your mouth. He flicked his tongue against your nipple while his other hand began journeying south to where you needed him. Your breath hitched as his teeth grazed your nipple and he chuckled as he soothed it with his mouth. He groaned against your breast as his other hand found the evidence of your arousal. “You filthy thing. So wet for me already and I’ve hardly begun.” He commented, spreading your wetness from your opening to your clit which earned another moan from you. “I wonder what would happen if I…” You cut him off with a curse as he began to rub your clit with his expert fingers. He merely chuckled as a response, moving his mouth to give your other breast his attention now. “Fuck, Loki, that feels so good.” You praised him and felt him smile against your skin. Your lover lived off of the praise you worshiped him with, and in return he worshiped your body. His fingers left your clit and just as you were about to cry out in frustration, you felt one of those fingers plunge into your center. You gasped and arched your chest into his awaiting mouth. “You feel so good around my finger.” He moaned, bringing his mouth back up to yours. He kissed you and his tongue and finger worked in tandem, each lazily stroking and exploring you until your nerves were on fire. You gasped into his mouth as you felt him add another finger. “You’re such a good little whore. Letting me fuck you with my fingers. Do you think you can take a third?” He questioned. Your toes curled at his filthy words and you spread your legs wider for him, a silent request for him to do more, to take more of you. “Good girl.” He drawled in his luscious accent as he slipped a third finger inside of you. You gasped at the full sensation and his fingers curled inside of you, searching for that spot that he knew drove you wild. He quickly found it and your hands dug into his shoulders as he stroked it relentlessly. Picking up the pace as you bucked your hips into his hand, your low moans turning into gasps and pants as you felt the coil in your body wind up more and more and… “Do it.” Loki commanded. You let out a cry as the coil snapped and you felt his fingers stroke you through the aftershocks. He withdrew his fingers from you and brought them up to your mouth. “Taste.” You moaned as he slid his fingers into your mouth and you sucked the evidence of your climax off of him. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth before kneeling down before your still spread legs. His gaze turned lustful as he saw your sex glisten before him. “I cannot wait to fill you with my come.” He moaned, before licking up your center. Your head fell back as lightning moved through you, and your hand latched onto his head as he got to work. His tongue flicked your clit, teasing you as you whimpered from above, the area still sensitive from your first orgasm. His hands rested on your thighs as he licked and sucked on your clit in earnest. Your hips moved of their own accord, gyrating to the rhythm he set with his tongue. Loki made no move to put his fingers inside of you again, preferring to send you to the ledge with his tongue and tongue alone. “Ah- right there, Fuck, please Loki.” You begged. You weren’t able to think straight as the pleasure took over. You were coherent enough to praise him as he worked, and he flourished. Lavishing you with skill learned over countless hours of discovery. This was a man who was intimate with you, and often enough to know exactly which buttons to press. When he heard your high pitched keening sound, he raked his teeth over your bundle of nerves and your orgasm tore through you hard and fast. Loki was back up in a flash and thrusting his tongue into your mouth so you could taste yourself again. You moaned as he lifted you off of the ledge and planted you on somewhat shaky legs. “Are you alright to stand my love?” Came his gentle question. “Always.” Came your reply as his forehead rested against your own for a moment. He squeezed your hips with a tenderness that made your heart constrict before he delivered his next instruction. “Turn around and place your hands on the ledge.” You did as he asked, turning around and bending over so your hands braced themselves on the stone ledge you had just been sitting on. You heard him snap his fingers again, a sign that now he was as naked as you, before you felt the front of his thighs press against the backs of yours. He placed one of his hands on your hip as his other guided his hard member to your center, lining it up perfectly, before easily slipping inside. The both of you groaned as you felt him fill you, slowly until he was fully seated inside. He leaned his front against your back and you moaned at the feeling of him filling you out. “Can you feel how hard I am for you? Can you feel what you do to me?” He asked, his breath skating the shell of your ear. You nodded your head and he chuckled before grabbing a fist full of your hair and yanking you back with him, so you were both standing upright, your back pressed against his front. “If you don’t use your words, I shall leave.” He threatened. “I said, can you feel what you do to me?” He enunciated his point by pulling out almost all the way, and then thrusting into the hilt, hard. “Yes.” You cried as tears sprung to your eyes from the exquisite feeling. “Good.” Was all he said in reply before snapping his hips again and again, setting a hard and fast rhythm you were only too happy to comply with. His hand dug into your hip hard enough to bruise as he continued to pound into you. His grunts of pleasure filled your ears in an intoxicating melody and your cries of pleasure matched. He wrapped one arm around your waist, holding you against him, as his other hand left its position in your hair and found the spot at the apex of your thighs that made you scream. “That’s it, scream for your King.” Loki goaded, hips thrusting at a crazed rhythm. “I cannot wait until your belly swells with child. Until you bear the evidence of what I do to you every chance I get. Until everyone knows who’s been making you feel this good.” “Please, I want it so bad Loki.” You beg. His chuckle is the only response you hear before he’s lifting you up and telling you to wrap your legs around his waist. You feel the cool stone press against your back as Loki sheathes himself inside of you again. You gasp at the deeper angle, feeling all of him inside of you. Your hips move before Loki gets a chance to do anything. You grind yourself down on him and gasp as his pubic bone hits your clit. He solidifies his hold on you so you can continue to work yourself against him. “That’s it, use me like the whore you are. You’re so fucking filthy, just taking what you want.” He encourages you as you continue to work yourself to orgasm. Your fingernails make indents on his shoulders as you continue to ride him and he groans in pleasure. You can feel yourself quickly approaching relief for a third time this evening and Loki senses it too, but this time he won’t let you go alone. “Not yet.” He growls as he takes back control, fucking you at a relentless pace against the balcony wall. His hips snap and he growls as your walls pulse around his member. He kisses you with abandon as his pace quickens even more, pounding into you with a fervor. “Please, Loki, I’m going to come.” You beg, tears falling freely from your eyes now, unable to contain them. He feels so good inside of you, hitting that sweet spot over and over again. He lets go of your hips with one hand as he brings it down to where your bodies meet. “Look at what we’re about to do together.” He instructs. You look down to where your bodies are conjoined. To the fingers he places on your clit as he begins to rub, and further down to where his cock is sliding in and out of you, slick with your juices. You’re entranced as he works your clit over, rubbing furiously to match the tempo of his thrusting cock. You moan and look up at him again, right as he gives you the command to let go. Your third orgasm crests over you like a wave and your shout is swallowed by Loki’s lips pressing fervently against yours. You hear him groan into your mouth as his release follows and you feel him spill himself inside of you. His kisses turn gentle as his thrusts come to an end and he stills inside of you. “I love you.” He murmurs against your lips. “And I cannot wait until we create a life together.”

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It’s such a lost opportunity that Percy never got to meet Neptune. Like actual eldritch horror Neptune who has no attachment to Percy or desire to look human. Neptune who hasn’t been seen in 500 years. Neptune who is the manifestation of every fear you’ve ever had about the ocean. And he understands why the Romans don’t honor him.

I just think that would be neat.