When are you going to start writing your requests? Itâs been a looooooong time đ
Bonjour, dear Anon!Â
I am writing here and there, mainly working out the stories in my head as I have almost no time and energy with all of the things going on in my life.Â
I am truly sorry, I donât mean to be a tease, but if you can still be patient with me for a little while longer, it would be grately appreciated on my part. And I promise to post something really soon!
How many pending requests do you have? There's a few ideas I'd like to see ya try, but I don't wanna overwhelm a great writer while they work!!!
Hello, there! Currently, I have nine pending requests and tons of WIPs of my own. They are all outlined, whether it is written down or in my head, and I am going to try to go back to the swing of things as I was very busy with studies and work, and some personal stuff.Â
But my requests are always open and I never forget about them, it is just all about the timing and I only want to post things that I am happy with, so it may be a little slower than I would like. Do send me any ideas you have, I will try my best to please you! And thank you for the compliment. xx
Hey, how about a Loki x Reader, where the reader does have their period and is really miserable, like cramps-from-hell-throwing-up-migraine-miserable? Would be interesting to see, how he deals with that... Sending hugs and kisses, too!
Those hands of yours
Pairing: Established Loki x Reader
Summary: Periods can be painful, so you deserve a soft Loki with his soft hands to take good care of you.
Warnings: A bit of lovemaking, nothing graphic.
Word count: 2,065
A/N: I hope this makes someone feel better (:
This week has beenâŠtrying, to say the least.
Nothing major happened, nothing too serious, no problems at work or personal life, you even thought to yourself that this one is supposed to be easier than other weeks, considering you had the Monday off.
But the exhaustion of your body caught up to you, not caused by sleep deprivation as it usually is, but your cycle reminding you that it is about to start. You knew that, of course, your breasts felt sore, your appetites changed a bit, you got more headaches no matter how much water you drank, and most of all you were very tired.
Loki noticed, too, a little worried, but you reassured him that it was all normal and youâre used to it.
About two days before, you had great sex as your libido was going up and down, and the next morning you suddenly woke up with nausea washing over you, at the crack of dawn.
«My love?» your movement woke him up too, his hand finding your back quickly as you sat up, «Are you alright?»
You only whined in response, not sure if you were actually going to throw up or if it would pass on its own.
«Feeling sick?» he sat up with you in the bed as you held your stomach and took his other hand with yours.
You hummed and nodded, trying to steady your breathing and calm the nausea down as the prospect of emptying your stomach in front of him wasnât exactly ideal.
«What can I do?» he asks, with a caring voice, «What do you need, darling?»
«Mmm, just⊠back to sleepâŠÂ»
«We should go back to sleep? Are you sure, angel?» he gently pushed the strands fallen on your face away.
âMhmm, itâll passâŠÂ» you laid back down, turning on the side, hoping that would make you feel better.
Loki followed, bringing himself closer to you, hand caressing your back in an attempt to soothe you. It did; of course it did, he had magic in his hands, even when he wasnât using it.
You slept until it was time to get up, until the alarm on your phone woke you up. Groaning quietly, you sat, cautiously trying to notice if the feeling of nausea was back, but thanks to the stars, it wasnât. You were grateful, as you had a long day ahead of you, which made you dread it a bit; you just wanted it to be over, so you could come back to bed.
And when it was, you did just thatâŠ
«How was your day, lovely?» Loki asks when both of you are curled up again.
«Better than I expected, to be honest,» you say, playing with the buttons on his pajama shirt.
He hums, hugging you tighter, «Thatâs good.»
«How was yours?»
«We didnât get everything done. I have to go back early in the morning.»
«Oh?» you pout a bit; this has been happening for the last couple of weeks, and waking up to an empty bed made your heart ache dully, «Again?»
«Iâm afraid so, darling. Iâm sorry, I will try to come back earlier than today.»
«No, itâs okay, I understand. Iâll just have you all to myself on the weekend,» you giggled.
But Loki didnât say anything for a minute or so, making you suspect.
«Or notâŠÂ» you mumble, with an obvious sadness in your voice.
«I will make it up to you, I promise. We just have a lot of work.»
«Yeah, I knowâŠÂ»
«Come here,» he pulls you into a kiss that was meant to be soft and reassuring, but ends up being desperate, «AngelâŠÂ»
Your hands are all over each other, and he shifts to lay on top, when you tug at him.
«Yes?» he asks, leaving a trail of kisses on your neck.
«Yes,» you answer right away, needing to feel him closer, skin to skin.
«Mmm, but arenât you tired?»
«I donât have to wake up as early⊠Do I need to beg you?»
«You donât, but it sounds so wonderful when you doâŠÂ» there is a smirk on his lips when he says it, which makes you whine at his teasing, «Hush now. Show me that luscious body of yours, pet.»
He says show me, but what he really means is â lay there while I undress you. And that is what he does, hands caressing your skin, lips kissing up and down your body, arousing you more. Takes his clothes off too, when heâs ready to slip inside. Feeling him in every way is marvelous.
You moan out his name as he builds up the pleasure, whispering sweet â and sometimes not so sweet â nothings in you ear. With his voice and words at play, it never takes you long to fall apart, making him reach his peak as well.
Afterwards, it stings a bit inside, but in a good way. Loki notices right away, as he always does; you try to convince him that there is no pain, youâre just sensitive because of the coming up cycle.
He tells you he loves you, and you fall asleep on his chest, hearing the steady heartbeat. But you wake up alone in the morning.
And the morning is not kind to you at all. The tugging pain in your lower abdomen makes you suspect that the days have started and you confirm it by going to the bathroom.
Well, nothing new here, still have things to do todayâŠ
As the day progresses, you feel worse. The road there was challenging, to say the least, not being able to sit in the public transport, and the pain reminded of itself more when you got in and had to sit through a conference. By that point your headache was a killer, and you didnât even have any pills at home to take with you so you had to buy some on your way back.
After three hours of nonsense and enduring painful cramps, you went to lunch. You really were hungry, and it helped to take the mind off of things.
But that didnât last long. You barely got home, hands trembling to open the front door, it was impossible to stand straight, the strong stabbing pain was enough to bring you to your knees as soon as you stepped in. Sighing and whining, you curled up at the door, holding your hands on the lower stomach to add some pressure, but nothing really helped as the cramps were too strong. You didnât even know if you could move, crawl to be exact, to the kitchen to get some water to take the pills you got. This was utterly ridiculous, you felt helpless.
«Darling?» Lokiâs voice was coming from the bedroom, and you felt like crying right away, «I thought that was you⊠Oh my, whatâs wrong?»
He rushed towards you and tried to gently get your body up, but you resisted, whining, «Mmm, no, donât⊠Please donât touch meâŠÂ»
«What is it?» his voice was so worried, it made you feel warm on the inside.
«I need some⊠WaterâŠÂ» you mumbled, face grim with pain.
«Alright, alright. Iâll get it, just a moment,» he quickly went in to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, you reached your bag that was beside you to get the painkillers youâve been dying to take, considering you werenât a fan of pills, but this time around there was no surviving without them. And, youâve endured quite enough already.
«Here you go,» he knelt in front of you, offering a glass. You propped yourself on an elbow to swallow one tablet. If it didnât help in ten to fifteen minutes, youâd take another one.
«Thank you,» you whispered, breathing unsteady, and lied back down on the floor.
Loki didnât say anything more, simply sitting near you, patting your head in a calming manner, waiting. He wiped away your tears every time they fell while you silently cried. He also offered his other hand to hold in support.
It was so excruciating, you almost felt like screaming, but only whimpers came out. In a little while, you took another one; at this point, you would do anything to stop the cramps.
You were still not able to sit up straight, but you reached to hug Loki, seeking comfort. He wrapped his arms around you instantly, trying to soothe you as best as he could. Anything from him worked, really.
«Oh, my poor angel,» he cooed as you cried, «Itâs very painful this time, huh?»
You nodded, head on his shoulder, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.
«Iâm so sorry, kitten. Iâm right here.» he whispers, holding you for some time.
In the end it died down, not all of it, the headache was still a pounding one, but a lot, enough for you to be able to move, and Loki took you to the bedroom to help you change.
«Do you want to take a bath?» he asked gently, unbuttoning your blouse.
«Not now,» you answered, rubbing your face and letting out a heavy sigh, «You came earlier than usualâŠÂ»
«Well, I said that I would try. And, so I did,» when he was done undressing you, he got the comfy clothes from the dresser.
You hummed, «Iâm glad.»
«Has this happened to you before?»
«Yeah,» you lied down on the bed properly, soft pillows easing up the pressure in your head, «Not often. But like a couple of times.»
He followed you, lying on his side, «Feeling a little better?»
«A-ha.»
«Do you need anything?»
«Just your hands,» you tried to find his palm with your eyes closed.
«Happy to oblige,» he put it right where you needed the pressure to be.
«Thank you,» you moaned quietly at the relief.
«The least I can do,» he kisses your shoulder, «Perhaps, we shouldnât have made love yesterday.»
«Why do you say that?» you open your lids to see his face: itâs filled with regret, worry, and guilt.
«I fear that Iâve made it worse for youâŠÂ»
«What?» you chuckle.
«Well, you know, youâre small, Iâm big⊠I hurt you even when Iâm trying to be carefulâŠÂ» he drops his eyes to where his hand lays.
âNo, Loki, donât be ridiculous,» you roll your eyes, «This could happen regardless of sex, you definitely donât have any control over the intensity of my menstrual cramps. I think you give yourself too much credit, my prince.»
«No, thatâs not what Iâ»
«I know,» you cut him off, «And besides, youâre always gentle with me. And you hurt me in a good way, how many times do I have to tell you? It always feels great, I would have you right now if I could.»
Now he chuckles, «Alright, alright. Save your strength for another time, lovely.»
You turn to lie on your stomach, facing him, «Would you put some pressure on my back, please?»
«Of course,» he does what you ask of him.
You lay like that for a while, until youâre feeling like you could go and eat something. Loki takes care of everything and you feel so grateful to have him in your life.
You go to have a shower before bed, and he joins you then, relaxing your tired muscles better than hot water ever could. He holds you when the pain stabs through, as long as you need it. He washes you, kisses you as his hands work their magic on the upper and lower parts of your back; he dries you as well, when the two of you get out, wraps you up in a towel and leaves you alone so you could dress while he goes to make some tea.
You feel needy when itâs time to sleep, and he understands perfectly, hugging you close, pressing your back to his chest. His hand slips in to the waistband of the pajama shorts and stays at your lower stomach. He seems to always do this when youâre cramping.
«Close your eyes, angel. Go to sleep, Iâll be here when you wake up.»
«You will?» you place your palm on his forearm.
"Yes, I will,» you feel a kiss on your neck.
«Youâre the best, Loki. I love you.»
«And youâre too sweet,» you hear his smile as he says the words, «But I love you as well.»
Hey đđ» If you want could you write a loki x reader, where they both maybe just chilling out together in a cafe in the morning or something, as its one of the rare days where theres no missions they take time for them selves?
DisservirÂ
Pairing: Loki x Reader
Summary: Having brunch with Loki: some things end up being tasty and others  even tastier.Â
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 1,732
A/N: Remeber those pictures of Tom in 2012, where he has Lokiâs hair but casual clothes, with stuff in his hands? You know the ones Iâm talking about. Yeah, thatâs how I picture him here. Anyways, enjoy!Â
«So, what have you been up to lately?»
You and Loki finally found some time to get out and enjoy yourselves, considering it was impossible to do anything when youâre a part of a team. Waking up earlier than usual wasnât your favorite thing to do, but going on a brunch date with him was worth it; the occasion happened so rarely that you couldnât pass it up, when he offered. You were hoping that he missed your company as much as you did his. Spying with Nat lately took up all your time and working with Thor and the others took up all of his. You went days without speaking simply because the day always seemed to slip away.
«Not much. Nothing particularly interesting.» he looks down at his hands, fumbling with them; a nervous habit. You donât know whatâs the reason behind it, but you want to reassure him, so you put your own palm on his. The god looks at your fingers before touching, starting to play with them. He then slowly looks up to you.Â
«Are you reading any books currently?»Â
He nods, «Indeed I am. I believe it is called «War and Peace».»Â
«O-hh,» you giggle quietly.Â
«What?»
You see a waitress coming over to the two of you, ready to take an order. «Nothing,» you glance back at the menu, «I just remembered that Iâve read it in school.»Â
«Hi,» the girl says, «Did you decide on what youâll be having?»Â
You take your hand back, straightening your hair, and you see Loki shift in pose: he sits back, more confident, legs wide open like heâs on a freaking throne. Show off.Â
Before you get a chance to say anything, he speaks, with that alluring voice of his, «What would you recommend?»Â
The girl with auburn hair gets a bit flustered, clearing her throat, «Uhum, everything is pretty tasty, if you want something to eatâŠÂ»
«Hmmm, I donât know. Do I or do I not want something special to eat, darling?» he basically purrs, turning his head to you.Â
You roll your eyes, «How would I know anything about your hunger?»Â
He smirks, but keeps his pretty little mouth shut.
«Okay, so⊠Iâll have a latte, please. And a club sandwich. A-and⊠Ugh, these desserts look amazing, I just canât choose.»Â
«Well, our cherry brownie is very popular,» she suggests.Â
«Yeah?» you think about it, biting your lip, «Okay, then. Iâll try the others next time.»
«Alrighty,» you see her write the order down, «And what about you?»Â
«Iâll have the same.» Loki decides. The urge to roll your eyes is back. But you guess you could think that itâs pretty cute of him.Â
«Great!» she walks away quickly then, to another table.Â
«I hear Paris is wonderful in the spring.» you say later, absent-mindedly.Â
«Mmm, is it?» he looks around at the street just like you do, «And what makes it so special in the spring?»
«I donât know⊠I guess itâs nice when itâs warm and everything blooms around you. Itâs a pretty romantic city, and spring just makes it better.»
«Have you visited it?»
«M, once. On a school trip.»Â
«And?» the god pries.Â
«And it was fun,» you shrug your shoulders, «But I wasnât so much interested in all the sight-seeing as getting attention from a boyâŠÂ»
«Ohhh, I see,» he smirks, while studying you, «Let me guess, you didnât end up in the same bedâŠÂ»
«Ew, I was fourteen, you creep,» you punch his arm as he laughs, «We were friends, and he was in love with another girl.»Â
«Ah, poor angel. How heartbreaking,» heâs still mocking you.Â
«Mmm,» you hum, remembering what you wanted to tell him, «I went shopping with Pepper yesterdayâ»Â
He interrupts you, «How is my dear Virginia, anyway? I have not talked to her in a while as well.»
«Sheâs fine, busy with work. And you have a weird obsession with her.»Â
«No, I do not. My weird obsession is you, sweet.» his words make you blush a little, you try your best to hide it while he goes on, «Her, I just appreciate as a person. She has exquisite taste in everything.»
«Right⊠Well, I bought you something,» you smile, a bit nervous, «And I bought myself these shoes.»
You turn on the chair and plop your feel on his lap so he could get a better look at your new heels. They match your mustard floral dress perfectly.Â
«You like?» you ask enthusiastically, fixing your skirt. You feel his hand crawl up on your ankle. He starts rubbing circles with his thumb.Â
«Yes.» Loki answers, with a deeper voice, looking back at you, «What did you buy me, pet?»Â
«Itâs a surprise,» you tease, «Youâll get it when we go back. But I just wanted to tell you.»Â
You really were trying, itâs not like youâre a child that doesnât know how to eat properly, the sandwich is just cursed, or something. Itâs probably that waitress, youâve seen how she keeps glancing at the god. You canât exactly blame her, though, you probably look the same all the time around him.Â
He doesnât say anything, while you eat, concentrated on chewing himself; in any case, the prince is too proper to point out your poor dining skills. Youâre kind of very thankful for that as you feel slightly embarrassed and regretting your decision to order the sandwich, but it tastes really good, so your inner voice should shut up and listen to your stomach instead.Â
He finishes quicker than you as well, picking up one of the coffee cups and slowly drinking, eyes focused on the people walking by on the street.Â
«Do you have any plans afterwards?» he asks after a moment, when you sip your coffee too.Â
«I donât think so⊠Why? You have something in mind?»Â
«Perhaps,» he gives you a quick smile.Â
«Youâre not planning on taking me to Paris, are you?»
«Would you like to?» one of his eyebrows raises up.Â
You shake your head, a smile creeping up on your lips as well, «Not today, gorgeous. Ask me another time, though.»Â
«Alright, then,» he nods, «I was only going to invite you for a walk, if you wish. The day is lovely.»Â
«Sure, Iâm down,» you agree, your stomach clenching a bit. And not because of the food, but of the idea that you will get to spend more time with him.Â
He moves on to dessert. Ends up with chocolate on his lips.Â
«Youâve got a littleâŠÂ» you try to show him by touching your own lip.Â
«Hm?»Â
«Here, let me,» you lean down a lot closer to him, wiping away the food with your thumb. When you look up from his lips, you notice him staring at yours and then back and forth to your eyes. He pulls you in by the wrist and you slowly realize he is going to kiss you, and your heart jolts; you never ever expected him to want to kiss you, let alone in a public place. Itâs a quick one, like he almost steals it from you, but there is enough time for the chocolate taste to transfer on your own lips. When he breaks it, you hum in pleasure, eyes opening to find him smiling. He is too goddamn attractive.Â
As you resume your former place in the chair, you canât help the smile either, taking a bite of your own dessert, «This brownie is indeed delicious.»Â
«I agree. But, darling, I think youâve got something on your lips as wellâŠÂ» now heâs the one who leans in, and you shriek away on the chair.Â
«W-what?» you wipe your mouth carefully.Â
He gets closer, tilting his head before speaking. You notice your breathing hitched at his proximity, youâre pretty sure he notices that too.Â
«My kiss,» he simply states before stealing another one from you. It leaves you breathless, how swiftly he does it and then continues finishing whatâs on the plate as if nothing happened.Â
Oh, that smooth bastard. Damn you. Damn all of you.Â
«Ah⊠Loki!» you say reproachfully; youâre not sure what got you riled up.Â
«What?» he glances at you, «Youâve wanted me to do that for a while, angel.»Â
«Yeah, but you canât justâ» his words finally hit you, «What did you just say?»Â
«I said, you wanted me to kiss you. Donât you try to deny it now.»Â
«So, youâve known⊠all this time?»Â
He hums, «And how long have you been pining over me, pray tell?»
«Thatâs not what IâŠÂ» you cut yourself off, and then open your mouth again to speak but nothing comes out, you donât really know what to say.Â
«Not what, kitten?» he smirks again, very smugly.Â
«Nothing. I hate you,» you mutter to yourself, tugging at the napkin.
«What was that?» his tone is a scolding one.Â
«I said this is a great hue,» you show him the thing you were holding in your hands.
Loki chuckles, «Well, you know, I for one think you quite like me.»
«So?»Â
«So, youâre in luck. Because I quite like you, too.»Â
And then he kisses you again, but more deeply, cupping your cheek beforehand. It feels heavenly, if youâre being honest. Â
When the waitress comes back to clear the table she asks if you enjoyed the brownie.Â
«Yes, we did,» Loki answers, «We enjoyed it very much.»Â
Summary: Loliness is best dealt with a fur pet, but Loki is reluctant to agree with you.
Warnings: A tiny bit of implied smut. Other than that, none.
Word count: 1,679
A/N: This couldnât come at a better time, Iâve been obsessed with cats lately, I want one so bad! Also, I do not own the picture down below, all rights belong to the instagram account âmaple.catâ that I adore. Go give them a follow if youâre fond of pets, Maple is the cutest little thing Iâve ever seen :)
For the past couple of months your place seemed a bit lonelier than usual, Loki coming and going between here and Asgard more often. So you end up daydreaming about pets that would keep you company while you write your masterâs degree. And when the opportunity presents itself, your friend messaging you to ask if you could take one of the cats that she found walking around her house, you canât simply say no. It would be even cruel to decline, knowing that your friend already has another cat of her own, and she really wouldnât be able to look after them all.
You end up choosing the boy, the one that looks like a fine loaf of bread with squishy cheeks. You also do wonder if these cats were bred as they do not look like stray ones. But with no owner found, there isnât much to do; thinking about putting them into a shelter doesnât sit right with you either. You really just bite the bullet this time and hope everything turns out fine.
The day you go and pick him up you canât seem to contain yourself, you feel so excited and happy. He looks young, but definitely not a kitten, and the vet you take him to after, tells you he is almost one year old. The check up does go very smoothly, the cat behaving obediently, not causing any trouble. And the initial examination doesnât reveal anything bad, heâs pretty healthy, the vet says; the results of some other tests will have to wait for a couple of days.
When you get home, you give him food and water and try to leave him be, so he can accommodate himself with the new surroundings. You do take pictures, though, to capture the moment. And while you eat your meal, you think about what to call him as he didnât really have a name that you knew about. You donât settle on one in the end, but read up everything else you havenât about cats before bed.
Loki pops in after about ten days, and by that time you and your new furry friend are pretty close. You found out that the little squish is pretty affectionate and likes a good rub, and to sleep on the bed so you guys can have a cuddle in the morning. Now it turned into a great routine that you canât imagine you ever lived without.
So, itâs the evening and youâre typing away on your laptop, when a certain god startles you by placing his large hands on your shoulders, squeezing.
«Loki!» you resent at him, looking up, «You know how I donât like when you do that.»
«Apologies, my sweet. It seemed too good not to,» he smirks, leaning down to press a quick peck on your lips, «Missed you.»
«And I you,» you respond, standing up to hug him properly.
When you pull away, you can notice what heâs actually wearing: a button down shirt of his color and dark blue jeans. Jeans, for Christâs sake; itâs like the second best thing after leather on him. Your breathing hitches a bit as you stare hungrily at his crotch.
«You like?» you can hear the smirk in his voice.
«Oh, yes⊠But I thought you said this was only for special occasions.»
«What is there not special about coming home to my lover and showing just how much I have missed her.»
«OhhhâŠÂ» you canât help but smile. And he is gazing at you just as hungrily, eyebrow cocked in a challenge.
In a moment, when he sees that you like the idea as well, the god picks you up so you could sit on the desk, your arms quickly finding his neck and pulling in for another kiss, a deeper one. And because of that incredible passion he brings you every time, you forget about everything else for a while. So, when some soft meowing sounds emit, you donât give it a second thought, your hands rummaging all over his muscled chest. But, unfortunately, Loki does notice and pulls away from your lips, turning his head to the direction of the noise, not really finding the source. You try to kiss him again, not understanding, but he is concentrated and moving, so you end up pressing to his chin. You do, however, like how the color of his lips gets redder after youâve bitten him a couple of times.
«What?» you ask, annoyed at the interruption.
«Shh, listen,» he hushes you with his index finger, «There, there it wasâŠÂ»
«What was?»
«That sound. What is that?» Loki looks around again, puzzled. The cat only meows louder; you realize you havenât really introduced your lover to the new companion, or, actually, the other way around.
«Oh⊠Thatâs just my kitty.» you smile innocently, trying to tug him in closer, but is hands on your hips stop you.
«Your what?» he snorts, finally looking in your eyes.
«My pet. Yeah, Iâve got a pet now,» you shrug as he shoots you a disbelieving gaze, «What? Youâve got me as a pet, am I not allowed?»
«That is not the same thing, dear, and you know it.» he chuckles.
«Forget it. Youâll meet him later. Take me to bed, letâs get these tight jeans offâŠÂ» you wrap your arms around his neck again and legs around his hips.
«Him?»
«Didnât you hear what I said after that?» you roll your eyes, a bit impatient.
«Loud and clear, my queen.»
After some vigorous lovemaking, you both end up falling asleep in each others arms. And it is no surprise to you that the cat is on the bed by your side when you wake up. You smile and rub his little face, while he stretches, taking a funny position on his back.
«Darling, no, do not tell me you allow him to sleep in the same bed with youâŠÂ» Lokiâs gruff voice comes through.
«Well, you know, he actually keeps me company when youâre gone⊠And heâs so cute, so squishy, he loves to cuddle up, I canât help itâŠÂ»
«Wow. It seems you do not need me at allâŠÂ» he sounds like heâs pouting, but you know itâs pretty fake.
«A-ha, he is definitely not embarrassed to ask for some affection when itâs needed.» you play along, rubbing your hand on the soft tummy.
«That was one time, years agoâŠÂ» you could practically see him rolling his eyes behind you. He then props himself on his elbow to look at the two of you better. Reaches out a hand to pet the cat, too. Your still nameless friend starts to play with the godâs fingers, switching from one paw to another.
«See? He likes you already.»
«Well, I do not like him. No one dares steal my girlâs heart while I am away.»
That makes you laugh, «Youâre not serious⊠You know I still love you the same.»
«Ah, the same? Not more? That hurts me even more deeply, my angel.»
«So silly,» you wave him off, nuzzling into the kittyâs face.
«Yes, silly, stupid Loki. Never once thought that he would have to share your or your bed with another⊠creature.»
«You donât have to share it,» you canât help but tease.
«Ow, so you are kicking me out?⊠Right, yes, youâve clearly got what you wanted from me and now, body all sated, I do not seem to be needed in hereâŠÂ» he actually gets up to leave, wrapping himself in a dressing gown.
«Such a great performer you areâŠÂ»
«No-no, your praise wonât work on me anymore. I shall leave you and your new affectionate bed mate alone.»
«Oh, come onâŠÂ» you laugh as he walks away, «You are so dramatic!⊠Loki!»
You wait for a minute and then groan, putting his shirt on, deciding to follow him to wherever he went. You find him in the kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards.
«Hey!»
«Have you got any of those delicious cookies? I want some tea.» he says, completely nonchalantly.
«Youâre not getting anything until you behave nicely to my cat.»
«Is that how itâs going to be, huh? With you commanding meâŠÂ» the god turns to you.
«Yeah. Cause heâs nice and fluffy, and youâll like him if you make an effort. Iâm not returning him, or you, for that matter.»
«Aww, darling. Stop it, that is too sweet of you,» the sarcasm drips out of his mouth.
«You are impossible, you know that?» you smack your mouth on his just for the sake of shutting him up.
«You love it,» he smirks again, into your lips, «I might have to ask for some more specific favors from you, you know, just to keep the jealousy at bayâŠÂ»
«Fine,» you roll your eyes at his inappropriateness.
«What is he called, anyway?» Loki holds you close to his chest, looking down while the cat rubs its tail on your legs.
«I, um⊠kinda donât have a name for him yet,» you shrug your shoulders.
«Well, yes, since Loki is taken, you couldnât possibly come up withâ» you smack him on the arm, cutting his words off.
«If that was the case, Iâd have to call you idiot instead.»
«Oh, myâŠÂ» he starts to laugh, «No, we canât have thatâŠÂ»
«So will you be nice?» he nods sheepishly, «And not jealous?»
«Of course, my love, anything for youâŠÂ» his lips leave a gentle kiss on your neck, «Now, how about those cookies?»
Couple of days later, you find Loki and the cat having a nap together in your bed. You melt, itâs so adorable that you canât help but take a picture; you might even tease him a little about it afterwards. But now you just carefully drape a blanket over him, pecking his cheek lightly, brushing the black locks away from his face.
You know Loki has a soft heart, itâs one of the reasons you love him so, and it wins every time in the end. You only wish he wouldnât have to hide it from time to time.Â
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