I do take request but you have to keep them short, I do write Fluff, Angst, Smut and Headcannons. I don't write outlandish kinks, such as scat, farting, incest, DD/LG, stepcest, ETC, so tread lightly with the bullshit. I mostly wrote "X reader", most of it will either be Fem reader or Gender Neutral, only because I'm more familiar with that but I can try to write for the Male audiences as well.
All my fics are intended to be Black Readers, so if you have a problem with that and can't use your imagination. Leave, like rn
Sneak peeks!!!!, ya girl is busyyyyy y'all. I might drop a oneshot, idk though I haven't decided yet. Give me some time, I promise you won't be disappointed. Hopefully.... 😬 Plus I'm also working on my Master list.
A/N: Have y'all seen those blue lock phonk animation?!?!!!? Also this might be OOC... Especially for Shidou, but idc I really think Shidou has some type of deep rooted issues and just wants to be loved
Three whole weeks, that's how long you've been gone for your business trip in Japan. He missed you so much, phone calls and text messages weren't enough to fill that empty void in his heart, whenever he went to practice and you weren't there sitting on the sidelines watching him play, he felt his chest tighten, going to bed and your side was cold and empty made him restless. Your scent still lingered on the sheets and pillow cases, he held them tightly to ease his mind of your absence. Vivian and Charles teased him at practice one morning because he was "slacking off", sulking around the field, constantly thinking of you, your voice, your laugh, your touch. He couldn't bear this loneliness anymore. The time was 2:30 PM, Loki was now entering your shared home after a long day of practice again and plus the few errands he had to run. The house was quiet as always, but this time it felt off, there was an extremely faint noise coming from the kitchen, as if it was a video of some sort. He slowly stepped into the kitchens corridor, and he saw you. Bending over on the kitchen counter, wearing a t-shirt and a pair of his shorts. He instantly dropped everything.
"*Mon Amor*..?" He spoke with slight hesitation and disbelief. "Ah! Loki you startled me!" He looked at you with awe, his heart fluttered and his stomach gained butterflies. "You're back home... I thought you weren't coming back until three days from now?!" Loki walked towards you and slowly began reaching for you, grabbing your hand and pulling you forward. "I know but the trip had to be cut early because Tiffany haad caught food poisoning and Lajon left one of his "exclusive" suits". He held you tightly, breathing in your scent and caressing your waist. "I missed you so much my love" gently pressing a kissing to your forehead. "I missed you too Loki". You both stood there in silence, basking in each other's presence until you spoke, breaking said silence "Oh! I also bought you some eclairs on my way back home! Maybe we could watch a movie and relax?". What did this man do to deserve you? A question he constantly ask himself practically everyday. "Sounds lovely".
There you both were sitting on the couch watching some cheesy comedy movie, feeling the soothing rhythm of his chest rising and falling . Loki wasn't even paying attention to the movie no more, he just stared at you the entire time. You felt him shift his hip to the side a little but you didn't think much of it, suddenly his breathing became a little ragged..
"You okay?" Lifting your head as he gave you a simply head nod and a low "mhm". This his breathing started to become a little ragged and faster, you sat up, worried if it was the eclairs making him feel sick, "You sure you're ok? You look uncomfortable, was it the eclairs?!?" You swiftly straddled his lap, placing your hand on his forehead and under his chin to see if his temperature had risen. Which it did but not in the way you expected, you shifted just by an inch and felt something prodding against you. Loki was hard, you both made eye contact and he swiftly looked away with a glint of embarrassment. "Loki..." you said softly, pressing your hand under his chin and turning his head towards you again. "I'm sorry Amor, it's just that you've been run through my mind since the day you left, I haven't been able to focus properly". In a swift motion you pressed your lips against his, he deepens the kiss by grabbing your hips and pulling you down against his bulge, slowly moving your hips back and forth, to alleviate that unbearable ache in his pants. He slid his tongue in your mouth as this intimate moment became so much more animalistic. The heavy breathing between kisses, the low groan leaving his mouth every time you adjusted in the right position. You started to become desperate for his touch, you needed him and he needed you.
"Loki, I need you"
That was all he needed to hear. He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist for extra support and he marched you both to the bed room, he didn't care about the movie nor the eclairs, even though they were very delicious, all he wanted was you in his arms again, he didn't want sex, he wanted to make love, there was true passion beneath those kisses. Passion that boosted his ego, that made the tint in his pants grow achingly stronger, that made every step towards that room more and more intoxicating. That void in his chest earlier was fulfilled the moment he saw you in that kitchen.
And that very night, you both spent all night and morning caressing, kissing, and loving each other the whole night through.
