I woke up with a jolt, hoping it was all some kind of hallucination but I felt my stomach drop when the room came in to focus. I was lying on her bed, I sat up and rubbed my face gasping when I realized that my scepter was gone the realization causing me to jump up. That Midgardian whore! She took me for a fool, I knew she lying. She must have summoned me here in the attempt to steal the scepter. I gritted my teeth and stormed out of the room. I looked around the corner to see her standing there with a glass in her hand; she had the scepter hooked under the fabric of her tiny underthings as if it were a holster. She glanced over at me and looked startled, putting her hand on her chest and gasping slightly.
“No.” She said pulling it from up under the thin fabric and pointing it at me.
“How dare you…” I said looking down on her, but she didn’t back down.
“Listen, I know what this thing does and I don’t want to chance you magically being able to use it on me…or stabbing me in the chest with it…like you did Agent Coulson.” She said, with such defiance that made me sick.
“That is the thing that send me here, are you trying to keep me here as your prisoner?” I said taking a step towards her. She shook her head still gripping the handle tightly.
“No, of course not! I but just can’t let you go walking around.” She argued. I was about to speak when I realized I was sweating feeling suddenly over come by heat. “You okay?” She asked looking at me.
“Is it always this damn hot on Midgard?” I asked wiping the sweat from my brow; the leather of my armor wasn’t helping either.
“No…it’s the middle of summer and my air conditioning is busted, so it’s kind of hot. Oh shit…I bet it isn’t very comfortable for you seeing as you are…” She stoped her words before uttering the word ‘Jötun’ to me. She was smarter then I thought. I was growing delirious again, leaning up against the wall and panting. Damn it was hot, completely humid and stifling, now it made sense to me of why she wasn’t wearing much clothing. “Wow, you don’t look well at all.” She said stepping backward cautiously towards to a steel box that was up against the wall and opened it. I thought about rushing over to her and snatching the scepter from her small hands but I felt rather weak in that moment, my armor feeling heavy against my body. She turned back around with something in her hand, setting down the scepter on the counter and walking over to me cautiously. She stood up on her tiptoes and reached her hand towards my face I pulled away slightly until the cold feeling met my skin.
“You’re burning up.” She said running the ice along my forehead, I felt it melt slightly, leaving a tail of water that ran down the bridge of my nose.
“If you know who I am, and what I am what are you being so kind? Do you worship me so blindly?” I asked savoring the cold of the ice.
“I don’t worship you.” She uttered.
“Well then why do have a doll of me?” I asked closing my eyes, letting her sooth me. She was a curious one indeed.
“It’s not doll, it’s a plushie and its called being a fan. It’s not like I pray to you or anything.” She said with a slight chuckle. I opened my eyes in agitation when she pulled her hand away from my face. “You’re eyes are green.”
“Well yes, I do have green eyes you see.”
“No, they were blue earlier.” She said looking at me. “I guess the theories were right.”
“What?”
“You were being controlled to some degree.” She said and I scuffed and rolled my eyes, dismissing her ridiculous claims. “Are you hungry?” She asked with a smile, whipping her wet hands off on her bare thighs.
“Yes I could eat.” I uttered standing up straight.
“Good.” She said turning away; I started removing my armor for it had become far to heavy and uncomfortable for me to keep wearing in my weakened state. “I really don’t have much…let’s see…” She uttered reaching up to a cabinet. I pulled off my vambraces and then my over cloak I didn’t even know if my inherent magic worked in this place but I did not want to chance wasting what little strength I had on something as mundane as disrobing.
“What are you going?” She asked her tone slightly alarmed.
“My clothing is rather uncomfortable right now.” I huffed undoing my chest plate and letting it clank on to the floor. I could feel her watching me as I pulled my tunic over my head I looked at her as I dropped it to the floor. Her mouth hung open, and eyes full of unmistakable awe. She closed her eyes and shook her head quickly; her actions caused me to chuckle.
“I-I don’t have anything for you to uh…wear…” She shuddered.
“I’ll keep my trousers on.” I smiled, she nodded quickly.
A/N: Loki gets lost in our world; and he doesn’t handle it very well. In Loki’s P.O.V because he is fun to write, Loki X Reader. What am I doing with my life?? On that meta shit at 1 am fucking up forth walls. Part 1.
“Hum…” I hummed; looking around I figured I was in some tiny Midgardian dwelling. I heard sound, coming from some where in the chamber. I walked through one room and down a narrow corridor, the noise grew louder, I paused before peeking around the corner. I was surprised at what I saw before me, there a Midgardian woman half naked moving in very odd ways with her back to me. I realized that the sound I heard weren’t simply noise but rather crude music and she was dancing? It was certainly different then what we Asgardian’s called dancing; she was moving her hips rather provocatively. Only covered by a sleeveless top and on her bottom with what I assumed were undergarments but they weren’t leaving much to the imagination. I stared at her for a moment, she still hadn’t noticed me still moving her hips quickly and making her arse bounce. She whipped around on the balls of her bare feet towards me with her eyes closed. I saw her face, I couldn’t tell her exact age but she was young. She had a smile that spoke of blissful ignorance; she must have been content on gyrating around in her quarters. She opened her eyes and when she saw me she let out a shrill screak and jumped backwards, falling on her rear end with a thud. He look of utter horror made me smirk.
“Wha!? What!?” She sputtered shaking her head back and forth, panting desperately with her leg splayed wide open. My eyes lowered for a slit second before stepping in the room.
“Where am I mortal?” I asked her, but her lip only quivered pathetically and tears welded in her eyes.
“This a dream.” She breathed looking up at me now with out horror instead it was awe with the idea that she was dreaming.
“I’m not going to ask you again girl, where am I?” I hissed standing right over her now. I watched her pinch her self on the arm and when she felt the pain the horror had come back to her face. She looked frantic, shaking now and trying to back away from me.
“There is no why! No! No fuckin’ way!!” She yelped scooting backwards until she had corner her self against a white wall. I enjoyed watching her cower like a tiny mouse that had nowhere to hide now. I raised the pointed sharp end of the scepter to her long neck and raised her head forcing her to look at me.
“Where. Am. I?” My tone darker this time, she was trying my patients. A tear rolled down her cheek as she struggled for words.
“Please don’t hurt me, Loki.” She pleaded; I clinched my jaw confused at how she knew of me.
“ How do you know of me?”
“You’re not real… You’re not real… You’re not real. She whispered as if it was a prayer closing her eyes hoping I would possibly disappear.
“Do you not see me standing before you, you dull creature? Of course I’m real and so is this blade to your pretty little neck. Now, what do you know of me and how?”
“You’re…you’re Loki of Asgard! You’re…the son of King Odin and Queen Frigga! Thor’s younger brother!” She screeched keeping her eyes tightly shut. I reached down and grabbed her by her face and yanked her up, slamming her against the wall.
“Any one could know that, I am a God after all.” I whispered to her, did she really take me for a fool.
“Odin fell in to the Odinsleep after telling you you’re true parentage!” She screamed, gripped loosened for a second, there was no way this human would know that. She couldn’t be a simple mortal; she had had to be something else.
“What are you? How do you know his!?” I yelled at her. “What magic is this? Did you conjure me here?” I squeezed her face tighter, feeling the tears that where falling from her cheeks wet my hand.
“No! I- I told you! You aren’t real! You are just a character, from a movie! Please, I can prove it!” She sputtered. I let her go and she crumbled to the floor.
“You better.” I hissed and she nodded crawling to wards a chair that was up against a desk. She looked over at me with wide eyes and then back over to a flattened rectangular object pulling it open. It was a ‘laptop’ I believed they called it. She pressed a few buttons and it lit up and before me I saw it and image on the screen it obviously me.
“See…you’re a character…” She uttered looking over at me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, no! There was no way that his was possible.
“What type of witch craft is this!” I said behind clinched teeth to her.
“It’s not! It’s the truth!!” She squawked.
“Enough! I will get the truth out of you.” I said raising the scepter to her chest.
“No!” She screamed as if already knowing what I would do. It touched her chest but there was not light or anything.
“What?” I hissed annoyed that it didn’t do anything. “This is supposed to work.”
“One out of five…” I heard her say, I didn’t get the reference. I was too busy feeling ill as I looked back at the image of my self; I glanced over and saw a small doll of sorts. I dropped the scepter and picked it up the resemblance to me was obvious by golden horned helmet the plush figure had. This girl was telling the truth and in this world I was nothing more then a character played for entertainment.
“Loki…?” her voice called for me but I didn’t answer, feeling dizzy at the realization. My heart raced and my mouth grew dry I tried to control my self but I couldn’t. I staggered and she screamed my name again before I blacked out.
Every time I saw him, I could feel a hint of anger and annoyance fills me. Prince Loki always walked around the palace with wicked grin on his face. He was always pulling childish pranks on the female servants. He would use his magic to pinch their reared. The saddest part was that they enjoyed...
A “Thor : The Dark World” Loki Fan Fiction inspired by his new appearance in the latest “Thor : The Dark World” trailer!
I have also posted this to “Naughty Loki Confession Stories" and "Taste of Hiddles Fan-Fiction" and I cannot thank Loki Coloured Glasses or I Kneel for Lord Loki enough for proof reading and assisting with editing this again!
Thank you ladies! Without you, I would not have even started writing and without you I would not continue as freely :)
Excerpt - “His cock was now straining between your legs pressing into you.
His hand ran up your back into your hair and he pulled you close to him so his lips were ghosting over the shell of your ear.
“I am going to take you here and now - I am going to fill you up with every inch of me and I am going to satisfy myself with your hot, slick folds until you are screaming and panting and heaving on top of me. Do you understand?”
You weakly nodded as his fingers still worked away inside you, not even opening your eyes to meet his gaze.”
TITLE: Duel in the darkness
CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: One shot
AUTHOR: MissVioletHunter
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Loki
GENRE: Erotica
FIC SUMMARY: Loki/reader shameless smut. Inspired by a line in an Alanis Morissette song (“Would she go down on you in a theatre?”).
RATING: Mature
AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: This was the first piece of fanfiction I ever wrote, inspired by a tumblr prompt. Tumblr made me do it…
Duel in the darkness
You walk into the velvety penumbra of an old cinema. It’s two in the afternoon of a hot summer day, and you didn’t feel like going to the beach, so you went to the movie theatre instead, knowing you would be there alone on a day like this.
The movie has already started. Your seat creaks when you sit down, the air conditioning makes constant whizzing noises, and the squeaky floor is covered by a battered rug. The theatre is more than eighty years old, and it specializes in classic movies that are almost that age. You know the projectionist, a tiny old man that always lets you in for free.
Why Choose Just One? (One shot submitted by the lovely ladyyasumi)
(Submission note: Saw a blog post by Lokis-dirty-whispers the other day on Tumblr and it inspired my to write a one shot according to the dirty little whisper that said “You want me to multiply myself for you tonight? Very well, I will give you the choice: you can enjoy the both of me together, I can watch the two of you, or you can watch the two of me.”
So I dedicated this one shot to that blog and the person who submitted the request whom I have no clue who it was but thanks!)
One Shot: Why choose just one?
I eyed the girl before me with great interest. A woman with the intent to bed me but not the nerve to approach me until tonight. “Your magic fascinates me.” She said her breasts rising and falling within her soft silken gown as she stood within the confine of my room. I smirked looking her over appreciatively. There was nothing about this woman I could find unappealing. I had seen woman much more voluptuous and beautiful women than her but I saw beauty in many things and she held her own well.
“My magic?” I questioned her and circled her slowly tracing my index finger along her partially bare shoulders. “I thought you had a different intent on being here this night.” I teased her my breath on her shoulder now as I placed a soft kiss along her soft sun kissed skin.
“Forgive me my prince.” She said almost bashful but also very determined. “But I was hoping to enjoy more than one of you tonight.” She said brazenly squaring off her shoulders to give off an air of confidence. I was taken aback that not only did this woman come here with such high hopes as to lay with me but believed herself capable of handling more than one of me. I was more than intrigued now.
“You want me to multiply myself for you tonight? Very well, I will give you the choice: you can enjoy the both of me together, I can watch the two of you, or you can watch the two of me.” She turned to stare at me with her dark eyes wide and a coy smile tugging at her lips.
“But my prince, why should I choose when all three choices can be had in one night?” She finally said and I couldn’t stop my exhale of pure excitement.
“And which order would the lady perfer? If she prefers one at all.” I hovered close to her playing with a tendril of loose hair.
“I like all the choices only I think they would work best done from last to first.” I raised an eyebrow as I had thought she would like to be the first to seek my attention but I didn’t argue. I moved away from her and moved toward my bed. As I did so I removed my tunic and as it dropped to the floor a second of myself appeared.
I chuckled and it echoed from my image. It took just a little extra magic to solidify my other self so that we may play at this enticing game. I looked toward her from the corner of my eye before I grabbed myself behind the neck and pulled him closer my mouth touching his and my tongue tracing his lips where she could view it. Her mouth parted slightly but she didn’t speak as she watched.
My other self smirked and turned his head and sealed our mouths together. Our tongues tasting and dancing between one another and then switching as I turned my head and pulled on his pants strings. He did the same to mine and in unison our pants fell free.
My cock twitched as his grazed mine and I was more than eager to play with it. This was not my first time playing such games though it was the first doing all three at the request of a woman. A woman whose mouth was completely open now and her breasts heaving all the more.
I glanced at her and gazed intensely at her before dropping to my knees. She looked surprised as she knew very well my intentions and her eyes widened. Her curiosity and the fact this clearly was exciting her only motivated me onward. I gripped the cock of my doppelgänger in one firm hand and gave it a long luxurious lick from balls all the way to the top. My own cock rock hard. I would have her suck my own when the time came but for now I would give her the show she wished for.
All the while keeping my eyes turned to her I sucked the head of his length between my lips slowly listening to her little gasp and his deep groan. I pushed my mouth down inch by inch in a way that made her hold her breath until I had taken all I could and moved back up. I began a maneuver much like a head nod. I’d bend my chin down as I took him in and tilted it up using my tongue to tease the head on the way up. I repeated it several times bringing my copy to a light moan. I kept my movements slow as I was not eager to finish early
Tantalizing my little minx I swirled my tongue around the head exposing all I was doing for full view and her eyes soaked it up eagerly. My free hand coming up to grip the sac and fondle it along my long fingers while my mouth covered him whole once more in a fast and vigorous motion. My copy groaning loudly as I gave him what I knew he would enjoy. My tongue never ceasing its caressing within as my lips glided down over his shaft admiring my own gorgeous length and the ripples along my cock as my tongue traced them.
I took another moment to withdraw and lick all around lovingly catching her eyes again. She never broke her eye contact as she watched. Her hands clutching her skirts on and off as the sight before her brought on feelings of pure excitement. I smirked then stroking my copies cock with my hand and enticing her forward with a gesture of my finger. It took her a moment to find her footing but she came forward.
I stood and ravished her mouth with a hard grinding kiss before releasing her and taking a seat at my vanity to watch the scene before me unfold. My copy reached out and grasped her around her waist pulling her close. His tongue moving along her neck making her sigh. While I watched I grabbed my length in my hand and began a slow jerking motion to enjoy while I waited to sink it deeply inside her mouth, cunt, or both. Why not both?!
My copy made swift work of her clothing. Removing her dress and throwing it aside. He instantly moved his hands up trailing over her abdomen and up over her nicely rounded breasts. He grasped them and playing them in his palms his thumbs grazing her nipples which became hard beneath the touch. His mouth seeking its way from her now swollen lips to her nipples and sucking them to taunt hard peeks one by one, teasing them between his teeth. Her little pants and sighs and sometimes a small squeak aroused me.
I watch closely as my copies hand snaked into her cotton underwear and touched her most likely moist sex hidden underneath. She groaned from the back of her throat as his tongue slid over the hallow of her throat. My copy looked to me as if he had a mind of his own and I wasn’t controlling him, which was almost true as I was giving him free reign to do as he wished but with one motion of my head he turned and gently pushed her to her back on my bed.
She gave a small cry of surprise but had no time for anything else as my other self gripped her underwear and pulled them down her legs and off her completely. She was no innocent as she lay there her legs easily spread wide for viewing. The dark patch of neatly kept hair accompanied by a shiny glistening sex below. I licked my own lips at the sight but I continued to stroke my own cock as I wanted to see more.
I shifted my position to see better as myself moved his head between her legs and tasted her cunt for the first time. My mouth watered at the thought but all in due time. She cried out when he lapped at her clit with all the skill of a man my age. Teasing and driving her to arch her back and clutching his head between her thighs eager to get more. Her hands innhisnhand pulling and pushing his face closer to her sex. He gave her more drawing her to a quick and easy climax her entire body shivering and her moans erratic but he didn’t stop. Why stop now?
Her juices covered his chin and he grinned and wiped it away before moving back to allow me a view of his fingers as they slipped between her folds and disappeared into her more than ready cunt. He stoked her clit again very softly making her mewl as his fingers touched her inside. She squirmed and I could tell she ached for my cock but she would not have it. I would make her beg first.
His fingers pumping fast and then slow. Turning on a delicious angle making her cry out and toss her head from side to side biting the back of her hand. She’d come again no doubt before she begged. She was a responsive little thing and I loved it. I watched her nearly thrash as my copy continued to work her with expert touches and as I knew she would she screamed a second orgasm. Her cunt practically dripping. I stood and took a moment to kiss my other me and taste the woman currently still coming down from her high. I licked my lips in satisfaction before peering down at her. Her breathing laboured and her face red and her eyes heavy with lust.
“Do you still wish for more?” I asked her.
“Oh yes. Please yes.” She said breathily. I looked to my doppelgänger once more and nodded. He shifted to kneel between her thighs and I stood over him and watched every wonderful inch as it disappeared inside her. Something about watching me fucking this girl in this manner was intoxicating. I could have chosen to feel what my copy felt but I wanted this experience to be one I never had before. It was surreal and so very erotic.
I continued to watched as his cock moved in and out deliberately slow so she could feel it all and so I could have a perfect view. He stayed knelt straight up my hands on his shoulder looking down as I stood behind him. Her eyes on mine not his. She knew which was the real me as she chose the order and this was what she wanted. Though I had not thought she would agree to it all but I was very glad she had.
I nibbled my copies ear and reached my arm down and around to tease her clit with my index finger. She sighed and moaned while my other self continued to rock into her sweet heat. I would have liked to watch until my copy reached his end but I wanted us both to meet our ends together and so I lay out on the bed beside her and let my tongue taste her breasts which began to bounce and sway as my copy leaned into his thrusts and impaled her a little harder.
She groaned and her hand grazed my still rock hard length. I shifted and allowed her hand to wrap around me. She worked me for only a short while before she frowned and looked up at me. “Let me suck you.” She said moving so that my copies length slipped from her core and she rolled to her hands and knees. I smiled and knelt before her allowing her soft lips to spread open around my cock while my other self came up from behind and sunk himself back inside her cunt. She knew very well how to handle a man. Her tongue and lips doing wonderful things to me making me groan.
His thrusts caused her to eagerly swallow my cock as far as she could and bob along it with ease. I relished in the feeling and the view. Before this was over I would be the one inside her womanhood and she could suck my copy but I wanted the pleasure of tainting her deeply with my seed as I was greedy like that even against my own self. I moaned as she sucked. Defiantly not her first time and would not be her last. I enjoyed every movement her tongue made and every sound as my copy slapped against her backside as he fucked her deep.
She would moan around my cock and lick it before starting again. I fisted a hand in her hair moving my own hips fucking her mouth in rhythm with my other half. She seemed to revel in it all each movement turning her on all the more. I could hear the wet sound of her cunt as she took his cock over and over. It occurred to me then that this woman was also greedy. She hadn’t just wanted one outcome she had wanted them all. This revelation pleased me greatly.
It went on much like that for a while before I stopped her and my other me. I moved my doppelgänger to lie down. “Sit over his face.” I ordered her. She did so and immediately my copies tongue set to work on her glistening sex and I pushed her to bend and knelt behind her and took her as he just was. She moaned and cried out all at once. “Suck him.” I ordered her again. She did as she was told talking his length in her mouth while I thrust hard. Burying myself into her clenching heat holding her hips and grinding against her with each new thrust.
She was overcome with pleasure between my cock and my tongue. Her own movements hindered by her inability to keep her mind straight. She was constantly crying out and moaning loudly as I gave her everything I had pounding against her causing her ass to jiggle as I did. I was close, so very close. I would fill her and satisfy her sexual craving for me and my own with this little game.
I grunted and humped against her as my seed finally released both in her mouth and deep inside her canal. I hunched slightly against her ass as she pulled back from my other halves cock and swallowed everything given to her. I had no energy left to hold my copy and let him dissolved leaving only myself and her on my bed with my length still inside her. I withdrew and sat back on my haunches. She fell to her side breathing deep.
“Satisfied?” I asked her cocking an eyebrow up as she stared at me with a smile.
“Is one other copy all you can do?” She inquired and I decided right then I was not done having fun with this girl but such fun would have to wait until another night.
~The end
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