imma fan of frostbite! and if ur request is still open, maybe something like loki getting jealous of thor while in the cafe? maybe smut? maybe angst? surprise me.
Ohhhh, I think I've got something for this~ I'm really sorry for the delay on this, things in life aren't just working the way i want it to and never really had the time to write it until now. Hope you enjoy~
SUMMARY: Jealousy was not a good look for the couple, more so when your jealousy was stemmed from a different reason from Loki's own.
CHARACTERS: Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader (Established Relationship)
WARNINGS: Explicit Sexual Content; Dubious Consent; Cockwarming; Threatening; Breeding Kink; Creampie; Choking; Unprotected Vaginal Penetration (wrap it before you tap it). Car Sex. Possessive Loki. Miscommunication. Slight Angst. Loki being a complete and total asshole.
WORDS: 6,237
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Expecting More
Thor was finally settling down.
Something that no one had ever thought he would have done. Something you had never thought the man would be capable of doing. But seeing first hand the love in the coldblooded man's eyes every single time he looks at one Jane Foster, you had known that they were always meant to be.
They complimented each other. The rough edges of Thor was mellowed down with the calm and rational thinking of one Jane Foster.
What surprised you about the whole realization of Thor and Jane's relationship was Thor had finally realized there was no other woman for him but Jane. And you were given the role of helping him out in planning his proposal as well as the ring.
No one in his family knew, he didn't trust any of them to keep a secret especially when it comes to Jane. Then there was the fact that Thor had thought about asking Darcy first to help out, but knowing Darcy and how easily she could have slipped such a secret had finally had him decided on little old you.
You knew Jane enough to know what she would probably like and you had an eye for jewelry, something you had tried your best to hide from your own indulgent boyfriend.
So here you were, deep in a conversation with Thor about his planned dinner with Jane on their anniversary in the following month. He wanted everything perfect, down to the petals that would be decorated all around the venue.
Jane wouldn't think much about Thor's frequency in the café, the man loved the pies and other pastries you would have in the display. So Thor took advantage of your time spent here to put the plan in motion.
"Do you think she'd like the decoration?"
Thor had shown a picture of what the event planner had sent him. It still surprised you how a bigger and scary mobster like Thor Odinson could pull this off and the fact that he even had a Pinterest board for this also had you lost for words when he had first asked for your help.
"A little over-the-top for Jane's taste." You had bluntly answered. Taking a sip of your coffee.
There were barely any customers at three in the afternoon and Thor had made the most out of it as he took most of your time.
As Thor continued on to show more decoration ideas to be placed on the venue, your mind had traveled elsewhere. A twinge of jealousy for what Thor and Jane had. You and Loki had been together for well over a couple of years now, living together once again after you left him before. Your mind wondering if Loki ever had a plan of marrying you.
Loki had always told you he was not the marrying type. Children was still something he was trying to wrap his head around. You've accepted that part of him when you started dating. Content to just be with him in any shape and form you could have him.
But now? Now that you saw another couple placing their relationship into another level, you were jealous. You wanted it too. To have Loki propose to you, to possibly wear a wedding dress, to finally have a family of your own. You wanted all of this thing--but you wanted them with no one less but Loki. If he didn't want them, you're going to just be content with what you have as painful as it was for you.
"How would you like Loki to propose to you?"
The question had surprised you. Did you actually have something in mind?
"Maybe just the two of us in our home, while we eat dinner he made. He can just propose to me while we eat dinner." You shrugged carelessly.
You don't have any solid idea knowing Loki wasn't going to propose to you. Every second as the thought begins to plant deep in your thought and the more you thought about the possibility, the more painful the reminded was that you can never have what Jane will have in the future.
"You can think of something better than that." Thor snorted eyes falling back to his phone, swiping away the pictures of the decorations that would be placed at the venue. "Knowing my brother, he married you if you just said the word."
You tried your best to hide the eye roll. That wasn't true. You knew Loki enough to know that was the last thing he would actually want to do. The times the two of you had found yourself watching trashy reality shows, the disdain on his face when anyone gets married was evident and he wasn't afraid to show it. He complains about those women acting like a bitch while planning the wedding, even more perplexed with why anyone would endure such a stupid ceremony.
Maybe it was for the best that neither of you get married. God knows what he would think if he finds out about your dream wedding you and your Uncle had talked about in your younger days. How you had always wanted your own prince charming, and how you wanted that big puffy princess gown when you walk down the aisle. If Loki finds out, he'd run for the hills.
"I don't think marriage is in either of our cards." You said instead finishing up barely warm cup of coffee. "Want anything from the display?" You offered making your way to the display case that housed a dozen of cakes and pies for the day. Changing the subject was the best thing you could do--hoping to destroy the thought that had harrowed their way to your mind.
For the rest of the day, Thor had been in the café, much to everyone's mix of enjoyment at Thor's charms and caution knowing how dangerous the man could be at any given time. Your uncle had somehow found himself getting involved with helping Thor but was sworn to secrecy, just like you were.
Their debate on what flower would suit best was placed on a halt at Loki's arrival. Furrowed brows at the sight that fell before him. You leaning close to Thor with your Uncle. It wasn't a good sight you are more than willing to admit, but the pointed look in Thor's face had to you stop yourself from placating the jealousy that was now evident on your boyfriend's features.
"Let's go home." Those cold words had sent a shiver down your spine.
The look of pity given to you by Thor was ignored. You could only sigh as you took your bag from the office before hugging the two men as they wished you luck for what was to come with Loki's temper.
Heading out of the café, you smiled at his driver that held the door open for you before making your way inside the waiting car, to your waiting boyfriend. The scowl growing deeper on his feature as you sat besides him. He said nothing, barely even looked at you as the car door was closed.
"Mind telling me what the fuck that was about?" You asked as calmly as you could. You had no time for Loki's mood. The fear that had reached the driver at how blatant you had questioned the man. A man that could shoot you between the eyes if he so much as wish to.
Loki was still silent, a button pressed and the partition was placed, hiding the two of you from the Driver's wandering eyes.
Before you could repeat yourself from your question, he had pulled you to his lap. Hand wrapped around your neck, stopping you from making you protest. The cold look he had gave you, the first real look he had given you since you've gotten into the car had scared you more than anything.
His jealousy was something you tried so hard to avoid. Avoiding men and some women to appease this jealousy that would end with those unfortunate few were left bruised or a worst case had him floating in the docks one frightful morning. It had brought death and bodies in his wake. It brought you nothing but an aching pussy and the incapability to stand on your two feet for the next week or so.
But now it was different, his jealousy, this bitter emotion that was so ingrained into his mind was directed at someone you know perfectly well would cause a war if you weren't careful. But even as you tried to assure him, the words wouldn't escape your lips, you couldn't break your promise with Thor.
Closing your eyes, you accepted you fate in his control. His cock freed from his pants and your underwear pushed to the side. He had plunge into you without foreplay and you bit your lips trying to hide the pain that came to having him so deep inside you without preparation.
But the thing that made this so different was he wasn't moving. He just had you sitting on him. One hand wrapped around your neck and the other holding on to your waist to stop you from making any kind of friction. It was this moment, that you felt so full of him, so full of his presence against you. At the start of your relationship, you would think that it was suffocating, but as time goes by, you had come to understood where it was all coming from. The life Loki had to live, all because of a selfish father and a neglectful step-father. He depravity of what his life was.
Your hands found they way towards his cheeks. Sharp cheekbones rested against your hands.
"The next time I even see Thor close to you, I will place a bullet right through his head and I will care less that it's in your fucking café." At the warning in his tone, you were left whiplashed as he let's go of your neck and held onto your waist tightly--thrusting so hard that a pained whimper had escaped your lips.
Your hands now holding on to his shoulders for support as he shoved himself over and over your abused hole. The pain never subsided, with how unprepared you were for this attack, nor the fact that you were scared for Loki's threats. How he was believing something that wasn't even possible.
"You are mine." His whispered words held a promise that you knew far too well he was to keep. "And I will kill anyone and everyone that would get in the way."
Shoved onto the door, your cheeks resting onto the tinted windows as he pulled out. A moan of relief escaped from your lips at the action but it was short-lived, as he had shoved himself back from behind you. Your breath now starts to fog and your eyes watching the reflection of the darkness that settled on Loki's eyes.
"Loki--" You moaned hoping to bring him back to his senses. But as he had continued on with his assault on your body, it was almost impossible. Hands holding onto your neck, you had to gasp out of air at how tight he was holding on.
"Or should I break your neck, Love? So no other man can have you?"
This was the darkness you had come to accept from the man. The kind of danger he holds against you, for you. Your life, that you had given to him, for his own pleasure, for his own satisfaction, for his own love. He can easily kill you, choking you to death as he fucked you for his own pleasure.
"Loki--" You plead once again, gasping for breath but the wetness in your core a complete contradiction to the danger you felt in this very moment.
"Should I burn the world for you to understand you belong to me?" He hissed finally letting go of your neck and giving you the first real breath.
You closed your eyes, fighting the tears from falling at the threats Loki was dishing and your lack of giving him the reassurance for whatever jealousy he had for his own brother.
This could be avoided. All you needed to do was tell him of Thor's plan. But it was hard. To know that at the end of the day, Thor would be having something you had always wanted to have with Loki--far too stupid for your own good to believe he would change his mind and give to you.
His thrust had become sloppy and you felt the first spurt of cum deep in your core, snapping you into your own release. You bit your lips, fighting off the pleasured moan from escaping, fearing that the driver would hear.
Rope upon rope had lingered your womb and the thoughts of a baby in the near future had both scared you and excited you. If you couldn't have a wedding, you could at least have a baby.
"Loki--" You had called, hoping that he had fucked his frustration away.
But you were met with a cold silence as the touch of your lover was nowhere to be found. Gentle turning, you had watch him tuck himself back to his pants before sitting in the farthest corner of the car.
Nothing hurts you more than this side of Loki. The cold and distant man. It was always the man you had loved, but you had thought you made progress with him, all to come crashing down with his petty jealousy of his brother that wanted nothing but for the two of them to succeed in your relationship.
~
"Loki is a fucking horndog." Sylvie had pointed out as Loki and you had made your way to the family home to celebrate Thor and Jane's anniversary.
Loki did his best to hide the satisfied smirk on his lips, since he had seen you getting too cozy with his brother, he had made it his mission to mark you in any way he saw fit. The bruises that painted your neck for everyone to see was just the tip of the iceberg compared to the hickeys that littered the rest of your body.
He was even certain that the cum that still pooled your inside would make you knowing who you belong to. As well as the limp in your step from the earlier activity before dinner.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Loki had brushed off, pulling you close to him. Even with this being his brother's anniversary with Thor to Jane, he wanted to keep you as close to him as possible--he did not trust Thor after he had continued to stop by the café and take up most of your time even after the threats he had made.
You wouldn't cheat on him, he had come to terms with such a fact. But he just didn't trust his brother. Knowing the kind of life he once lived before settling with Jane Foster. The whores that had come and go in their home in the break of dawn. If his eyes had set on a target, no one, not even Loki could stop him.
"I still don't understand why we have to celebrate something so boring." His eldest sister drone as she had made her way to the table, choosing to ignore the scolding from their mother for her antics. "Unless they are breaking up, then this is a cause for a celebration."
Making your way to the dinner table, Loki had pulled up a chair for you, taking the farthest chair from Thor's line of sight. You knew what he was doing, but he cared less at this point. He would be making his final warning to Thor after dinner and if he still doesn't heed to his demand, all hell will break loose.
"It's for a celebration." Hela had assured everyone in the table and it didn't escape his eyes how his mother had given you a knowing wink.
Before he could start questioning you for what was going on, Thor had boomed into the room with the meek Jane besides him.
"We're getting married! She said yes!"
Loki was perplexed with the news and turning his attention towards you, you did your best to avoid his eyes. Even with the smile that had lingered, he knew perfectly well the emptiness in your smile.
Watching everyone offering congratulations, Loki was left behind, wondering if for the past few weeks was a misunderstanding.
"Brother, I owe Y/N so much. She had helped me with setting everything up for me."
Now Thor's time in the cafe made more sense. You were helping him plan the proposal. All this time, he had thought the worse, but what's even worse was why you never told him to truth. Allowing him to believe the lies he had constructed because of his own jealousy.
As dinner had started and his mother and sisters' had made input on what the wedding would be like, you were quiet--something that was so unlike you to be when it comes to topics like this. Often becoming the voice of reason for his sisters when the debate of a perfect choice for a wedding came into the topic.
From under the table, he held on to your hand, hoping this would be the white flag for the shit he had pulled for the past month because of his jealousy. But how you had slapped his hand away, made it very evident that he had fucked up.
"All that's left is for Y/N and Loki to get married." Hela had snorted, giving Loki a knowing side glance.
Having felt you tensed, it was topic that had often been talked about by the two of you. Loki didn't believe in the concept of marriage nor did he believe he was allowed to have a family of his own after everything he had done in his own. But he had known for a long time how you had hoped for your own wedding, your own proposal, your own family, your own happy ever after.
He wanted to give you all of those and more, but the time wasn't always right. It was always one thing or another keeping him from making the first step into the right direction. But he had always known that you were the one for him, forever.
"Marriage isn't for me." The blank tone in your response had sent a chill down his spine and it brought all the hope he had for his future with you down the drain. "I think Loki shares the same sentiment as me." It was so different for you to be so dismissive on something you had often talked about with the rest of his family.
Everyone else had noticed as much. It was so unlike you. Loki having to give everyone a warning look, he needed to deal with this when they got home. Away from everyone's gaze, away from what he was certain would be another fight between the two of you.
When dinner was done, Loki had made his way to his mother to say his goodbye, he had watched your eyes lingering on the ring that was now resting on Jane's hand as you continued on with your conversation with his siblings about how the whole plane when out with your help.
"Is things alright between you and Y/N?" Frigga had inquired and Loki finally turned his attention back to this mother--one of the only woman, aside from you where he could be of his most vulnerable state.
"Just a misunderstanding." He had hope it was just that.
"Avoiding you like a plague sure doesn't seem like it's just a misunderstanding." Trust his mother to be just as perceptive.
"I thought something was going on between Y/N and Thor for a whole month now." He finally admits, wincing as his mother had pinched his side for his action. The disappointed look on her face was the last thing he wanted to see especially after what he had done to you.
"Why would you even think that?" Frigga questioned pulling him further away from you and from the rest of the family. "Do you not trust Y/N?"
He shook his head. It wasn't Y/N or Thor that he didn't trust. It was himself. How could he keep you when you could have any man you wanted. You had settled for someone like him that would always have a target on his back. A darkness in his soul that no amount of light could ever save. One wrong move, one push too hard would have you away from him.
"I don't trust myself."
"Fix this, Loki. Now." Frigga was not one to be this demanding, but it was for a good intention, an intention he wasn't so sure he was willing to bend to.
He messed up and it would take a lot out of him to admit his fault and seek your forgiveness. But as he had been placed in the arms of his mother, the comfort of her touch, it was what he needed to do.
It took hours before you had finally relented in heading home. Time away from Loki had been better for you and everyone had come to noticed the little detail. Never once did you initiate in hold his hand like you were so used to doing. His touch, felt like a burn against your skin.
Even as you had made your way to the waiting car, you had sat as far away from the man as possible. The silence was consuming Loki's dark thoughts and you brought no peace like you were so used to doing.
The moment he would try to initiate a conversation, your answer would be clipped and uninterested. The ten minute car ride felt like years in the growing silence.
The car had barely even halted in the parking lot of the unit before you had opened the door and left Loki on his own. Dwindling in his own thoughts for what was to come when he heads up.
It too him a minute to collect himself before he had made his way out of the car, and up the elevator to their shared home. Having dismissed the security and redirect anything business related to Thor for the night. He was still uncertain how the night would end but he would take his chances as much as he could.
With the absence of his security, his home never felt more empty. Three bedrooms aside from the master bedroom he shared with you. He had thought about the possibility of having a few children running around, playing. The thought of you barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen, making the best coffee he had ever tasted in his life. All those little things in life he once thought he didn't deserve or thought he needed comes crashing down on him.
He wants it. He wants you to be his wife, to be the mother of his children, and to be the only woman to see him as something more than the monster the city had painted him to be.
Loki had made his journey to the bedroom, to see you already in bed, covered to the neck with the blanket. But the only difference was the sight of his pillows resting on the couch at the far end of the bedroom. The glare you had sent his way made it more evident to Loki the work that's cut out for him.
"You're being unreasonable right now, My Love."
You snort as you had pushed the covered down to showcase you were butt naked. It would have been a cause of his hardening erection, but what his attentions focused more on was the bruises that had started to form your body. From the bites, and manhandling, your body was almost like a crime scene.
"Tell me again, whose the unreasonable one between the two of us?" You challenged standing up to come toe to toe with the man.
Loki couldn't bare to look you right in the eye, as his attention was solely more focused on the marks he had littered your skin. Having been shed in a much different light, this was too far and the wince in your every moment was a good indicator of it.
"Who was the one jealous of Thor when all I had been was polite and been the only one helping him in preparing for his proposal to the woman he had been so madly in love with for longer than the two of us are together?"
Every word that you spoke, it was just a bullet right through him. The mistake that he makes, slowly adding to the many reasons why you should leave him.
"I can do this all day, Loki." You had warn now holding on to his hand finally having him turned his attention to you. Blue eyes looking right through your own. "But I can only go so much before I've had enough Loki."
And this was it.
"So you're going to leave me again?" He wondered where the filter in his mouth disappeared to, but this was the question he had feared the most the answer to. But it was inevitable.
"Are you going to give me more reason why I should?" You bit right back. Hand tightening against his own. Loki barely flinched as your nails had dug through the skin of his hand. It was nothing compared to what you were dealing with. "I can handle anything you put me through, Loki. Rough Sex, the humiliation, the marks. I love it, because it's the only time I get to see you after. But you can't shut me out when you feel threatened by men that will never amount to you."
He winced at your words but he remained still, measuring what more he could say that would place things into shred.
"I know you don't like the idea of marriage or kids. I've accepted that will never be in my life because I love you, you fucking idiot. But when you pull away, treat me like one of your men, it makes me question if I'm making the right decision of loving you."
It breaks his heart to see you like this. Heart in your sleeves as your uncle would often call it. He had seen so much emotion in you from the first moment he had ever met you, but the last thing he would have made you feel was this lost and defeated, all because of his own actions.
"It was so hard to be in that table, when you were barely even acknowledging my presence unless it was to mark your fucking territory. It was so hard for me to act like this past month was alright, when all I want is to have what Jane had. A picture fucking perfect proposal, a plan for a soccer team of kids, and a family that I never had in my own." You spat, voice growing louder. "But you know what's even harder, my boyfriend who I had promised my life to from the first moment I confessed my love for him, made be feel so alone when I needed him the most."
Everything was falling apart and he didn't know where he had to start in making things right. His body fell and he was left on his knees, arms wrapped around your waist, head resting against your navel as the first line of tears had broke from his eyes.
"I'm sorry. " He sobbed, arms wrapping tighter around you, fearing that if he let's go you might leave him now. "I'm a monster and every single day, I wonder why you still stay with me even after all that I've done to you."
Your hands found their way towards his hair, nails scratching against his scalp, the usual way you would in hopes of calming him down.
"Don't do this to me, Loki. Don't push me away. Tell me what's on your mind. I can't read minds and I can't work on our relationship all on my own."
Loki nodded, a promise of being better escaping him lips and it was a promise he was willing to make. If it means having you stay with him. He would do anything to have you be with him.
~
"Loki!" You moaned, trying your best to pull the man's head away from in between your ties.
Your body hummed from your third orgasm of the night. Loki had no qualms in making you incapable of leaving this bed. He had made it his mission throughout the night to worship your body.
Lips trailing gentle kisses all over your skin, never once did he try to mark you like he had been doing for the past few weeks. His hold more gentle than it was previously, he was trying to make up for his actions.
You couldn't say the same for your pussy. With Loki eating you out like it was his last meal, his tongue gliding anywhere he could to get a taste of you, to get the reaction out of you, to get another orgasm out of you. He was making up for all of his sins and you were living to embodiment of what he was truly capable of being under the right circumstances, under the right frame of mind.
This was your Loki. The Loki that had always placed your wants and needs first before everything else, before anyone else, including his own.
As the coil was once again tightening, he had pulled away, and had you weeping in the conflict of wanting your release or to finally have the pleasure be enough.
Sitting back on his legs, you caught sight of his cock, glistening against the light of the bedroom. Almost a dangerous shade of purple at this point, but never once did he touch himself, to relieve himself.
"Where do you want me, My Love?"
A choice. A choice you now very well the answer to.
"Fuck me, Loki." The words barely a whisper but Loki had heard just as much as he now spread onto of you, bending you until your ankles met his shoulders.
You closed your eyes as his thrust inside you was swift, the amount of preparation Loki had made for you paid off as he glided gentlye inside you until he rested to the hilt and your eyes fell wide open at the fullness that was the man on top of you.
There was a fine sheen of sweat on both of your skins, his constantly prim jet black hair, a mess of tendrils on his face. Blue eyes dilated so far back that you could see black now.His lips, set in a fine line as he tried his best to hold in the moan or his own release at this point.
"Lose control, Loki." You pleaded. "I'm here." You promised him.
And like a switch, his hips had slammed further into your cervix earning a wince out of you, but you could barely even make a proper sentence as your ankle had fallen from his shoulders and your legs spread wide until you legs met your shoulders. And in one swift movement, he was fucking you thoroughly. Your walls clinging on to him, and he was no longer held back in his movements.
The strong thrust had sounded on the wooden headboards, the sound against the wall, the skin slapping against your own. The slickness of his precum and your own constant release all night. All different senses consuming you and you did you best pulling him against you, on top of you. Legs now wrapped securely around him and your hands claws on his naked back as he pushed further and further into you.
"Do you want this? To be with me for the rest of our lives? To be the mother of my child--of my children?"
You nodded, sobbing as the coil was close to snapping all over again.
"Come." He growled pulling you into for a kiss, his thrust had grown more erratic, and the first line of cum spurted out just as soon as you had moaned into his lips and into your nth release.
Legs still clamped tightly around your lover, you pulled away from Loki's kiss. Air coming back into your lungs and you felt so full, so full of Loki and so full of his release inside you.
Looking up at Loki, he was back. A gentle smile rested on his lips as he kissed you tear stained eyes, then your lips. Once again so breathless as he held onto both of your hands all throughout. You bit his lips earning a glare from the man and he pulled away. A shared wince from the both of you as he pulled out of you. The feeling of his cum dribbling your lips had you blushing. You still felt so full of him somehow.
"Stay here." He instructs turning towards the bathroom and you caught sight of the marks that also littered his skin because of you. As much as you tried to hide it, the smile broke from your lips knowing it would be a nightmare to hide the hickeys that now graced his neck and the rest of his shoulders.
Turning to your jellied hands, your eyes widened at the sight of a simple silver band that now rested on your ring finger. You didn't even notice he had placed that on your hand. Upon closer inspection, it was just a plain silver ring. No embellishments, no diamonds, a perfect ring for someone like you.
"Relax, I'm not going all out on a promise ring."
Turning back to Loki, he was now clean, and a damp cloth was in his grasp. You nodded bewildered with what he said. A promise ring? Allowing him to clean you up, it didn't escape your notice how he would make sure not to touch the mess he had made in your pussy. Never once did he try to clean up his cum still dripping down. Instead scooping them right up and gentle placing them inside you.
"Maybe this time I'm lucky." He chuckled to himself kissing your forehead when you were as clean as you could be in your state.
"A promise ring?" You questioned, more focused on the ring than his new fixation of fucking you pregnant.
"I always had this in mind. I brought it a few months ago, before you left the first time." He explained, never once meeting your eyes at the words. And you didn't want to sour the already brightening mood "I always say one thing and take it back the next when it comes to you. I never want marriage since I never understood the concept of it, but then you showed up and all I could ever hope for is to see you walking the aisle towards me one day."
He turned to look right back at you. A smile growing bigger as he had now laid besides you in bed, the sheets now wrapped on both of your semi-clean naked bodies. Loki had pulled you to him. Acting as the big spoon as he wrapped his arms around your torso, bigger hands holding on to your own. The feeling of the ring brought all kinds of different feeling in you.
"I want you to know that this isn't my wedding proposal, it's coming soon and all I want is for you to say yes. But for now, I want to make up for my mistakes."
You nodded, head leaning against his chest.
"You don't need to make up for anything, you idiot." You muttered yawning as the fatigue of everything that had come for the last few weeks weighed on you. "I just want you, in every shape, form you would let me. Because I love you, even if you physically mark your territory."
You didn't need to look at him to see the mischief returning on his lips.
"I could say the same thing about you my love." He points out. "But it's a fresh change to be given the short end of the stick. I'm sure Ms. Lewis would enjoy the new accessory I have on."
Mortification washed over you, knowing Loki will be seen by his employees and his family the following morning. God knows what your uncle to think when Loki brings you to the café.
"I'm stopping by the drug store tomorrow." You announced turning to him with finality. "We're covering that up and we're covering up mine."
"I'm sure I would be made fun of more for hiding it." He points out pulling you closer to him. You back now glued to his own chest. The gentle patter of his heart against your back brought you momentary ease, a problem to be solved the following morning instead. "Sleep now. We'll handle the rest in the morning." He assured.
And as much as you tried to fight it, your eyelids slowly fall and you were now consumed in sleep. Unaware that the proposal would just be around the corner, and the wedding not far behind. Loki could admit his mistake, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't try to outdo his brother from time to time if he could.
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This scene from Law & Order: True Crime: The Menendez Murders gets me every time. A stunning scene depicting a son coming back to the home where he helped murder his parents (after years of abuse)
