You are lying on your bed reading smutty Loki Confessions after a nice steamy shower, still undressed. Truth to be told, the confessions were making the love bud between your legs tingle with need, and you began to caress your breast when suddenly you feel a hand on the small of your back. Startled, you turn over to to see Loki sitting at the edge of your bed, wearing a seductive smirk.
Speechless, you can only stare at him as his runs a hand up your thigh, making you shudder with anticipation, the feeling between your legs becoming more poignant upon seeing the object of your attraction just sitting in your room, and his touch only made the warmth spread. Again, you attempt speech, but he places a finger upon your lips, shushing you, and chuckles. “Come, I know what you need.” he purrs and offers you a hand, which you take without question.
He leads you into the bathroom, and runs the tap in your circular corner tub. You had already showered, and you’re sure he noticed by your still wet hair, but you weren’t about to argue or question. He turns back to you, and begins to sensually run his hands over your body, moving behind you to rub your neck and down your back. You bite your lip to try to keep from moaning, but do not succeed.
However, your noises of pleasure seem to please him because he chuckles as you roll your shoulders and soft moans escape your lips. He turns you to face him and you can see that he has used his magic to remove his clothing. You reach out to touch his chest, unsure if this is truly happening. He grins and lifts you off the floor, honeymoon style, and walks over to the tub, lowering you in before sliding in behind you, your back against his chest.
“There’s something I’d love to try with you, pet.” He purrs into your ear. “Move a bit closer to the tap.“
You oblige, scooting down closer toward the running faucet, the warm water lapping over your thighs.
“A bit closer, love.” He runs his hands down your stomach and gently over your mound and back up, chuckling again as you moaned and squirmed, your need growing greatly.
You move to the very edge of the tub, him moving with you, keeping his chest pressed against your back.
“Lift your legs, darling. And place them on the edge in front of you.” Loki instructs.
Admittedly you are a bit confused, but obey. You squeak out in surprise as you feel Loki place his hands under your flanks and lift up slightly. He moves your bottom forward just a bit, laughing gently as he sees you go from startled from the sudden movement, to surprise as the stream from the faucet hit the warmth between your legs, to sighing, purring, and moaning as you finally realize what his plan was.
You lean against his chest as he caresses your body.
“So you like my idea I see?” He chuckles.
“Mmm, yes.” you purr, squirming against him. You never thought to use the tap like this, but damn was it good. Your breath quickens as he begins to caress your breasts. You feel your stomach tighten. You’re so close, you need it, you need to cum. Your hands find their way down to your part almost of their own accord to help push you over that edge, but Loki grabs them gently.
“Tut tut.” you hear laughter in his voice as he gently moves your hands away. You whimper.
“Oh, please. Please.” you breathe, your hips practically undulating.
“Oh come now, dear. You’ll spoil the fun, let the waves of pleasure overcome you. You’ll get there in time, no cheating now.” He grinned.
“I need-”
“Oh I know, sweetling. I know.” He begins to nibble at your neck, causing giggles to mix with your moans. “Oh, ticklish are we?” He laughs, and you can only giggle in response when he briefly wiggles his fingers gently over your sides, making you squirm even more under the faucet.
“Oh! Oh God!” you think you can start to feel yourself tip the edge.
“Yes?” Loki smirks, starting to caress all around your public area without touching the areas you needed most. You shudder and writhe under his touch, whimpering and moaning, to Loki’s delight.
“Ohh! Oh I need-! I’m-I’m going to- Ohhh I’m-” You can feel yourself tipping as Loki returns to caressing your breasts. You feel him move one hand down to your mound and part your lips, drawing back the hood of your bud to allow the stream to hit with full force. You squirm more erratically, finally getting the release you so desperately needed. Your orgasm explodes through your middle, and Loki releases your mound and continues to caress your body, kissing the top of your head.
However, the stream of water stays steady on your sex, and within minutes you can feel the pressure building again. You begin moaning again.
“Again? So soon?” Loki teases.
You blush, but succumb to his touch as this edge came closer, faster than the first. You begin to squirm again, moaning and purring. Whimpering, as again, he stops your hands from aiding in your release.
“I told you, love, no cheating.” he smiles.
However, it doesn’t seem to matter this time around as you can feel yourself already tipping the edge into your second orgasm, squirming and crying out in pleasure as this one explodes somehow deeper inside you.
“Oh darling, your reactions are delicious. I could watch you all night.” Loki says with a grin as you try to catch your breath. However, this isn’t easy as you can already feel your third orgasm beginning to build.
“Oh gods, I don’t know if I can take it!” you moan, shuddering as Loki massages your upper thighs with his palms. You cry out as you tip the edge again, into an earth-shattering release right as Loki nibbles at the nape of your neck. You feel another building within 30 seconds, each orgasm coming quicker than the last.
“Lo-Loki!” you cry. “I-I can’t!” you writhe under the force of the tap. This is the strongest build up you’ve ever felt, but somehow it’s holding more steady than the previous two. Perhaps your body just couldn’t release again just yet after so many climaxes already, holding you in the agony of desperately needing to finish while at the same time being so powerful you couldn’t take it.
Loki’s hands trailed up your abdomen up towards your breasts again. You felt another surge between your legs, making you cry out his name again, to his delight. One hand stays massaging your breast while the other trails back down to your sex. Again he parts your lips allowing the stream to have full contact where you both needed it most and dreaded it to be at the same time. You scream as you explode into the most powerful orgasm you’ve ever experienced.
You see stars as you feel Loki back you away from the tap. You curl into him, shuddering, and can hear him laughing and cooing to you “There, there, darling. I knew you could do it.” as he strokes your hair. You pass out on his chest almost immediately.
The next morning you wake up in your bed, no sign of Loki. You wonder momentarily if it could have all been a dream before turning over to see a note on your pillow. You open it and it reads:
“Hello darling,
We had quite a bit of fun together last night, wouldn’t you say? I trust you rather quite enjoyed my idea. We should play again sometime, don’t you agree?
I was just wondering if you deleted a few stories that you had written? I think one was called Loki's Pet... if I'm confusingly with another author and you by chance know which story I am referring too please let me know.
I did actually delete all of my stories on this blog.
You can find all my stories, including Loki's Pet on ao3 :)
You didn’t need much longer than a second to understand what he meant by, help me. You slowly moved your hands up to undo his belt and slide it out and drop it to the floor.
“One more darling.” He purred, licking his lips as he watched you.
You got the button undone and you slide his pants down, and realized, he went commando. You couldn’t help but lick your lips as his member sprang forth from the confines of his tight leather trousers, lightly hitting your cheek causing you to gasp a little. Let’s just say he was well endowed.
You gazed up at Loki, begging with your eyes for him to grant you permission to wrap your lips around the tip. You tried to convey how desperate your need was.
“Ha, I know how badly you want it now pet.” He said, gripping your chin, as he bent down.
You shook in his hands in anticipation and need. He then straightened up and let his manhood rub against your face, lightly. You stuck out your tongue to try and steal a taste of him.
“Mmmh that’s it…” He moaned slightly.
It was the first moan you could trickle out of him. He pinched your cheeks in.
“Open your mouth love, wide.” He said, and you did as you were told.
He smirked at your obedience, as he had one hand on the back of your head, and one on his hips. He leveled your mouth up to the tip of his impressive length and pushed in. He slowly went back and forth, and you swirled your tongue around his girth.
“How much can you take?” He asked, not really expecting a response as your mouth was full. “Let’s see.” He said, pushing more of himself in.
Your eyes rolled back in your head in ecstasy as he almost hit the back of your throat and he wasn’t even fully inside yet. You raised one hand to steady yourself against his bare thigh, which Loki didn’t mind in the very least.
It just told him that he could go harder. He grabbed your hair in his fists and shoved harder, now hitting your throat without even thrusting. Once he began, you couldn’t keep back the moans and the gags that stumbled out of your mouth. You could feel him going down your throat as you raised your other hand to feel it in your throat.
“Mmh yes, rub your throat as I shove into it.” He said, caressing your head with his hand.
Your breath quickened and you took deep breaths as he pulled out before he thrusted in. All of a sudden he stopped and pulled himself out, your throat and mouth filled with his taste and juices. You panted taking in much needed air.
“Yes, regain your breath before I ravage you some more.” He purred.
He bent down, and peeled your sweaty top and threw it away almost in anger.
You gulped a little, but did not regret anything that you had done. “I did not purposefully disobey you, My Lord, I just wished to feel the texture of your beautiful hair before I was restrained again.” You said, trying to defend yourself with a compliment.
“Hmm, who said I was going to restrain you anymore?” He said in a lustrous voice.
You smiled to yourself. But you heard a new laugh come from Loki. A mischievous one. I knew I was in for something else. “I don’t know why you are smiling, pet.” He cooed.
You took a deep breath, as his voice and breath made you wreath amongst the soft sheets. “I will go one further to allow you to remove your blindfold.” He said.
You had no clue whether this was a trap, so, with a sigh, he got up and took it off of you himself. His face inches from yours, his breath brushing your noise and lips. You were so tempted to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. But you knew that would get you the punishment you had dodged, not a moment ago.
Loki, being as smart as he was, knew exactly how you were feeling, and thinking. “You think you slipped past the punishment?” He asked, snidely. “On the contrary, my dear.” He said, caressing your face gently before grabbing your chin, making you lock eyes with him.
Your (e/c) met his emerald ones and you could see, that you had not evaded the punishment, but only insured it.
“I was teasing you earlier. Purposefully, I know. But, now comes the real fun.” He said into your ear.
You licked your lips in anticipation to know what he was going to do. “I am going to make you reach your peak over and over, but never go over. Not until you proved yourself. Not until I see you are a sniveling mess on my bed will I let you.” He said sternly.
You had no idea where this was coming from, he seemed angry. But something told you he wasn’t and you began to trust him.
Now you have read the first book in the fifty shades of grey trilogy upon a friend’s request, as well as seen the trailer for the movie plenty times too many for you to know possibly where this came from.
Before any warning, Loki got up and walked around to the end of the large bed that overlooked a large roof window looking out to the night sky. Loki watched as your eyes followed him to his final position where he stood, full height before you.
“You may watch, pet. But do not touch yourself. Save that for me.” He ordered.
You only nodded as you watched with widened eyes as Loki stood before you, locked eyes, as he slowly shed his armor overcoat and let it fall at his feet. Next it was his breastplate. And everything was happening far too slow, but at the same time, not slow enough. You wanted to memorize this night forever. You never wanted to let it slip away. You wanted to have proof of the night to brag about. You wanted to be publicly claimed, in private. To be known as only his.
Soon enough, Loki was completely, shirtless, with only his bottoms covering his long legs. He was well toned and not overbearing like his older brother, which we will not speak of now. You couldn’t think of
anything but Loki, the man, no…the God in front of you right now. And you were splayed out like a meal for him. And you reveled in it.
Loki ran his fingers through his hair, almost as you have done. As he did so, he gave you a smirk. He didn’t move to his belt like you half expected him to, but he crawled up the bed from the bottom to kneel at your chest.
“It’s not every day, that I, a God, is kneeling in front of a mortal.” He said smiling. He reached down to cup my face in his large, right hand. “So consider yourself special.” He purred. “Help me, would you?”
You moved on shaky limbs as you crawled towards the sound of his soothing voice. You felt the sheets slowly indent indicating you were directly in front of him.
“Very good, love.” He purred, rewarding you with a slight touch of his hand on the side of your face.
You ached for more, and you arched your back a little. You had no clue what was going on, because Loki made every effort to quiet his movements. Soon you felt soft lips skim yours, testing you. Teasing you. You opened your mouth a little, begging for more.
Loki smirked at how blindly you ached for him. It was obvious what he was doing to you. “I can make you do whatever I want, as long as my face is directly in front of your s, can’t I?” He asked, to no one in particular.
You nodded subconsciously, and whimpered at the lack of contact between you and him. His hand returned to the side of your face, with his pinky under your chin. He slowly moved your face forwards, towards him so much that your noses almost touched. Only a few atoms prevented you from touching.
“Oh the effects I have on you.” He sighed, licking his lips.
He bit a little at your bottom lip, and tasted the dried blood from earlier. You sighed in pleasure as he licked a little at the wound.
“Lay on your back. Make yourself comfortable.” He then instructed, letting go of you slowly.
You backed up and laid your head onto what you assumed was a pillow. You licked your lips as you wished you could see what was going on. All you heard was heavy breathing around your ears, and you felt him brush against your hands.
Before you could decipher what was going on, until you tried to scratch your nose and realized, you couldn’t. Loki smirked as you tried to escape his little entrapment. He trailed kisses down your bear arms as he moved down to your ankles as he did the same with them. Whatever he did.
As he was at your feet, he trailed his fingers up and down the soles of your feet, and twirling around your toes. wiggled your toes as I tried to move away from his teasing and ticklish touch. But I didn’t really want to avoid him.
You could feel his gaze on your blushing face, and heard a deep throaty laugh from him, as you felt his tongue lick the bottom of your left foot. You giggled a little, as you wreathed around a little. He rested his face against your foot and smirked against it as I could feel his lips pull into a smile. He wrapped his lips around your big toe and swirled his tongue around.
You couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of his tongue as his mouth enveloped your toe. You squirmed in your restraints, but his long hands held your flailing limbs down as to continue to suck on each of your toes. He began to press gentle kisses to your feet and the soft, ticklish spots around your ankle.
He slowly made his way up your leg, pressing kisses along your calves and even the occasional bite mark. You mewled as his teeth nipped your skin and I felt his smug smile knowing he had me wrapped around his little finger.
His lips soon found your inner thighs and your breath hitched in your throat. You wanted desperately to entangle your fingers in his raven looks, alas they were restrained to the bedposts.
You let out a breathy moan as his tongue dipped into the wetness between your legs, before darting back like a snake, causing me to groan in frustration.
He smirked against your thigh, chuckling deeply at your neediness. “Rather eager, aren’t we?” He asked me, and I managed a small nod against the soft pillow.
“You are rather quiet, your dear.” He purred in that voice that made me squirm more. “Oh that will change soon enough.” He said, using his long, dexterous finger to tease around your slit.
You once again tried against the silk bonds around your wrists, and to your surprise, one felt loosened. You hoped to god that Loki didn’t notice. You groaned in delight and agony as he would never get close enough to where you needed and wanted him to be.
“Please, Loki…” You started to beg.
“Oh, love, that’s a start.” He sighed, looking up at you as he ran his finger, featherily light across your folds.
You bucked your hips as he did so. “You fucking tease…” You muttered under your breath.
“My, how I love to see you squirm, my love.” He said as he did it over and over again.
“Holy shit!” You moaned as you tried to loosen the restraints once more. To your surprise, your left hand came loose. You bite your lip as you reached over as slowly as possible to untie your other hand. Loki seemed to be none the wiser.
You moved your hands to your breasts as you gave them a squeeze as you moaned, quietly. Your left hand moved to his hair, knowing you had to before he re-tied your bonds. It was silky smooth, and soft to the touch as you grabbed a fist-full of his gorgeous looks.
“My, aren’t we the crafty ones? How did you wiggle out of my trap? Did I not say that you were to not refuse me? Which includes to not refuse my actions?”
AN://This isn’t really inspired by a confession, but yesterday I had a stroke of genius and decided to write a story that turned into smut completely by accident.
You were sitting in the back of the office, just minding your own business when your mind began to drift. The whole New York thing happened about three months ago? Oh well it didn’t matter. All that mattered was it happened. And you were one of the lucky ones that caught sight of the ‘evil bastard’ (which was the nickname the press was giving him, among some other unsavory ones) and lived to tell about it.
Your friends are dying for details and you, being an uncontrollable tease, don’t say a word whatsoever. You decided it was your fun, too bad for them if they were one of the unfortunate souls who didn’t catch a glimpse of him.
He was beautiful. His long, raven hair. His slender cheekbones. His everything. Even his outdated but quite sophisticated armor he had was ravenous. You dreamed of seeing him once more. And maybe even, hear him speak. You wished nothing more than to kneel in front of him. And maybe do some more for the god.
But you were getting above yourself. Why would a god of his stature come to you? A measly office worker, who he wouldn’t have even noticed let alone give them the time of day. You sighed as you returned to work, once again a late night.
It was 10:00pm by the time you got home. You praised the lord that you had the next 2 weeks off for Christmas holidays. You didn’t have to go in and sit amongst those boring co-workers who had one routine; coffee, say hi, then go to work, repeat.
You dropped your keys in the bowl by the door, and sluggishly kicked off your shoes at the mat, not bothering to move them out of the doorway as you lived alone, and seldom had guests at this hour. You’d pick them up in the morning, you kept repeating to yourself. You detoured the quest to the kitchen where you started the kettle.
You were much more of a tea person than others and rarely drank coffee unless you were up late for work. Once the kettle finally stopped it’s irritating singing noise, you poured hot water into the mug you had gotten down. Absentmindedly, you spilt some on your hand, making you curse at yourself and put down the kettle.
You grabbed your tea mug and sluggishly almost crawled to the couch where you flicked on the tv to find, boring reruns of soap operas and dumb news reels. Rolling your eyes, you flicked it off and decided to pick up the book you had recently bought that morning and turned to the first page.
Once finishing the tea, you set down your tea and left the book half opened on the couch as you moved to your desk. You turned on your little to no good computer that you had ever since you were 17 and stopped. You felt hot. At this exact moment, your mind immediately darted to Loki. The man that has over taken your mind.
You couldn’t help but wonder, what he could do to you. You would let him do absolutely anything to you at this point. You didn’t care who knew. In fact your friends teased you about it constantly. You bite your lip as you slid one hand in to your already soaked underwear.
“Oh loki, if you only knew what I’d give you…” You muttered to yourself, biting harder into your lower lip, tasting a little of the coppery taste of blood.
“Oh yeah, and what would that be, mortal?” A sultry, male voice said from directly behind you.
It was so close to you in fact, you felt the breath on your neck. You jumped a little, face as red as a tomato and a little shakily turned around to face the speaker.
It was him.
You could hardly believe it. You told yourself you were dreaming, but you hoped to god you never woke up.
Loki let out a deep throaty chuckle that made your arm hairs stand on end. You held your breath in excitement and nervousness, as you waited for him to say something else. Anything else.
“You mortals, are different. Some of you call me evil, some say I am 'misunderstood’. You however, intrigue me. You say nothing of the sort, and only think of me as 'everything you want in a guy’.” He started.
You were hanging on every word he spoke. It was liquid gold. You looked him up and down slowly, taking him all in. You didn’t want to miss a single detail of his gold plated leather armor, his black leather shoes, his feathered hair that fell perfectly on his shoulders. Or the legendary golden helmet that lay as the cherry atop the ice cream.
“I have asked you a question, Mortal.” He said, breaking you away from your daydreaming.
That was when you realized…this was not a dream. This was happening. You grew a little scared, but no less aroused than before. In fact you were aching at this point.
“I am sorry, Loki. What was the question?” You asked.
“Do not address me as some commoner. Because I am not in fact. I am a god. Should have been king, but to you, I think god will suffice. You will address me as My Lord, and nothing less than such.” He said sternly.
You bowed your head deeply. “I am sorry, My Lord.”
Loki smirked. “That’s better. My question was, what do you look for in a man, that I have every 'qualification’, if you will so enlighten me.” He said.
You blushed again, never really believing you were addressing him. “Um…well, you’re tall for starters.”
“Mmmhmm, continue.” He said, nodding slightly as he looked down at your almost shivering figure. “Stand up for me.” He said.
You pushed out your chair and stood in front of him as you kept your eyes at the ground. At that moment, he reached and grabbed your chin.
“I want to see your face as you tell me, pet.” He purred.
Your legs were threatening to fail at any second, but you didn’t dare. “You also have a lustrous voice…” You added, which was nothing far from the truth.
Once, again that earned you a laugh as Loki started circling you like a vulture eyeing up its next meal. “Do I now?” He said directly behind you, as he wrapped his arms around you, his hands landing on your hips just shy of where you wanted him to be.
You squirmed a little in his arms, making him hold you tighter to him which you had no problem with. You needed friction, you needed more. You never thought this day would ever be here, and now that it was, you weren’t going to let it go. You grinded up against him, making him growl a little, pleasantly.
“Soon, pet. I know what it is you want. But first, you are going to earn it. Must I say it, but, Kneel.” He said commandingly.
You didn’t need to be told twice. You kneeled on your knees, shaking even more. You looked at the carpeted floor at his feet as you watched him slowly, pace around you, taking you in.
You were short for your age, only coming up to his shoulders if that. You heard a whoosh come from behind you, and your imagination took flight. Did he remove clothing, did he grab something? You knew magic was involved. But you didn’t dare turn to look without permission. Another sound alerted you that he did something else. What, you would soon find out.
A smooth, silken fabric was gently draped across your face, until it met your eyes, blinding you from the outside world. And you relied heavily on your other senses.
“Here are the rules, pet. You will not peak, you will not try to. If you do, you will be punished. Do everything I tell you to, and…don’t refuse me. I promise, I will not hurt you…too much. I won’t do anything you won’t enjoy thoroughly.” He said, and by the sounds of it he was pacing very closely. “Do you accept these terms?” He asked.
“Yes, My Lord.” You said, strongly. You instantly wondered what you got yourself into as you said those words.
“Good, now…let’s test you shall we?” He said.
You gulped but nodded.
“Do you trust me?” He asked.
“Yes, My Lord.”
“Good, now…crawl forward until I instruct you to do otherwise.” He said.
And with that instruction, you got on your hands and knees and crawled forwards. It took less than a second to realize you were no longer in your minimal condo. You were somewhere else. You could careless, whether it was in public, a washroom or Asgard.
“Stop, now turn left.”
Misjudging your lefts from rights, you turned right instead.
“Left. I said left.” He said.
And you were corrected with a quick slap of a riding crop (or what felt like a riding crop). You yelped a little in surprise, but turned left instantly.
“Good girl.” He said.
You could hear the smirk in his voice as he was enjoying directing you where to go. “Now turn right.” He said.
You did as you were told and felt something soft, like bedsheets hit your face. “Do you want to join me on the bed?” For that was what it was.
You nodded feverishly. “Well, what do you say?” He asked.
“May I join you My Lord?” You said, bowing like a dog almost.
“Oh, I love that. Yes you may.”
You wasted no time crawling up on top of the soft bed. You sat there, awaiting for your next instruction.
“Of all the women I have bedded, you are the most loyal. You don’t even move without my saying so. Come to me, pet. You have earned a slight taste of what is to come tonight.”
A/N: I figured that in an in-universe context, Loki making an apology (like the one in my last fic) would create a massive media storm, and that things would get… interesting… pretty quickly, ‘cause, y'know, Loki + reporters XD I guess I’ve settled on the ’S.H.I.E.L.D.-backed’ idea for the apology, ‘cos this ficlet wouldn’t make much sense otherwise… Caution: possible minor spoilers for Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (esp. S4) (Bonus: spot the random Discworld reference!) (Disclaimer: I have no idea how this sort of press conference would actually work, so I’ve pretty much pulled the proceedings out of my arse XD)
SCENE XX.X
EXTERIOR: OUTDOOR PRESS CONFERENCE SETUP, DAY
[DIRECTOR MACE is near the podium, twiddling with last-minute details. LOKI, in his black suit, stands slightly behind him and to his left, looking uncomfortable and fiddling with his left palm, while THOR stands on his left, holding Loki’s arm and looking slightly grim. Arrayed behind them are Daisy, Coulson (carrying Bambino – the Destroyer gun), and other agents. A crowd of various REPORTERS and members of the public are in attendance, variously chattering, shifting warily and eyeing Loki with varying levels of hostility. MACE steps up to the podium.]
MACE
Good morning, everyone, and thank you for attending. I am Jeffrey Mace, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. We are here today so that you can put to Loki [gestures towards him; Loki gives a tense, unsmiling nod] any questions you might have for him after his recent apology for the events in New York in 2012. I—
REPORTER #1
[interrupting] Director Mace, are we safe here? What is there to stop this maniac [points at Loki, who looks annoyed] from simply attacking us again?
MACE
[diplomatic and reassuring] Ma'am, there is no cause for alarm. Loki has been thoroughly psychologically vetted by the best professionals S.H.I.E.L.D. has available, who have deemed him safe to attend this event in person. [REPORTER #1 looks sceptical, while Loki rolls his eyes snarkily] Furthermore, Thor himself offered to supervise his brother today [Thor waves and waggles Mjollnir while smiling slightly] and S.H.I.E.L.D.’s most formidable agents also volunteered to keep Loki in check—
[Daisy waves to the crowd and makes a 'behave or I’ll Quake your ass’ gesture to Loki, while Coulson brandishes Bambino with an 'I know what this does now’ raised eyebrow; both manage to look simultaneously badass and adorkable. Loki just looks annoyed.]
—so I can assure you that you need have no concerns for your safety. And now, without further ado, here is Loki to answer your questions.
[Mace steps down from the podium, to much flashing of cameras. Loki moves towards it, ducking a couple of thrown missiles along the way, but is briefly paused by Thor giving him a quick, encouraging 'you can do this’ squeeze on the shoulder. Loki accepts it and the two share a brief, complicated brotherly look before he gives a quick nod and continues to the podium]
LOKI
So, umm… first question?
REPORTER #1
Why did it take you so long to make this apology? It’s been over five years since the Battle of New York.
LOKI
[slowly, with a certain flatness]
From a psychological perspective, I was not capable of making the apology before now, because I was so deeply in denial about my role in the events, as well as being consumed with anger about certain things that happened prior to my encountering the Chitauri. [a bit of brittle chirpiness creeps into his tone and he starts speaking slightly more quickly] In practical terms, of course, I was unable to apologise owing to being locked in the palace dungeons up to the time of the Convergence and, afterwards, due to an… interesting concatenation of circumstances stemming from the Dark Elves’ attack on Asgard [crowd murmurs in surprise], I was carrying out extremely important and highly classified political duties for the Asgardian government, so… [gives a slightly manic not-quite-a-smile; in the background, Thor’s expression tightens briefly]
REPORTER #2
What prompted you to finally make your apology?
LOKI
A few things – psychologically recovering to the point where I was able to speak the words and mean them, thinking about what my m… certain people whose opinion I have always valued would want, and S.H.I.E.L.D.’s joint heads of Science & Technology introducing me to Undertale. [flurry of disbelieving noise from the crowd; Loki holds up a hand and continues cheerfully] I’m quite serious! They recommended the game to me during a physical assessment, as having some very cogent moral commentary that happens to be extremely relevant to my own actions. And so it proved. All I’ll say is: flowers should not be that blooming disturbing!
[appreciative chuckles from the crowd]
REPORTER #3
Why did you include that bit at the end about 'do not less your losses make you hateful’? It seemed a little out of step with the rest of the speech.
LOKI
[serious, with strength and emotion]
I’m aware of a great deal of anti-Inhuman xenophobia in current discourse, which some of its proponents support by citing the Chitauri attack. Quite apart from the fact that that’s total bollocks, ehehe – the Chitauri have nothing whatsoever to do with any aspect of the existence of Inhumans – I know from bitter personal experience that lashing out at others in rage or grief, causing them pain, whether these others are connected to the source of one’s hurt or not, achieves nothing positive – only further pain – and has a mentally corrosive effect on the one lashing out. Furthermore, I can identify with the Inhuman side of the equation in some ways, so this issue is something of an emotional flashpoint for me. If preventing even one person from having to experience that kind of hurt will help to atone for the damage I caused, then I’ll do what I can.
[a beat, awkward silence – it’s pretty clear that none of the crowd expected THAT answer. After a moment of miscellaneous shuffling and staring-at-feet, REPORTER #4 coughs politely]
REPORTER #4
You alluded to having stabbed or killed an Agent Coulson at some point during the incident, but that very same agent has been noticeably active in recent times – how’s that possible?
LOKI, MACE AND COULSON
[cheerfully, in sync]
That’s classified!
REPORTER #1
You alluded to a 'complicated context’ for your actions. [Loki nods] Can you clarify that?
LOKI
[grimly]
Not without dissolving into a screaming wreck while being beset with horrible flashbacks, I’m afraid – I’ve not recovered *that* far. [humourless half-smile]
REPORTER #1
Are you a Frost Giant [Loki flinches as though struck with a half-brick in a sock] – what’s the word? – [with a hard J/G sound] Jo- Jot-
LOKI
[annoyed]
[correct pronunciation] Jotun? That’s not something I wish to disclose either way.
REPORTER #1
Is it relevant to your 'context’ and the condition you mentioned being in when you arrived on Earth?
LOKI
Relevant? [bitter laugh] To my having been afflicted with heat exhaustion? [shakes his head while making incoherent laugh/distress noises and sagging slightly against the podium. Thor rushes up, glares briefly at Reporter #1 and puts a supporting arm around Loki’s shoulders]
THOR
[sotto voce]
Are you all right, brother? Do you need to step away?
LOKI
[sotto voce]
I’ll be fine, just… [draws a shaky breath] Just give me a couple of seconds…
[Thor nods. Loki draws a few, slightly steadier, breaths and seems to collect himself. Thor gives him a quick side-hug and backs off a bit, but stays close by, looking wary]
LOKI
[slightly forced, 'pay no attention to my little breakdown’ cheerfulness]
Any less… invasive… questions?
REPORTER #5
What’s your opinion on the views that’ve been making the rounds recently, that you should have been allowed to conquer the planet in 2012, or that you should be allowed to rule the world, or at least the US, now?
LOKI
[genuinely cheerful]
Well, given the state of my mind in 2012, having me take over anything would have been a pretty dreadful idea! Now, though, if people really want my rule, and there’s a vacancy… [makes a shrug-ish gesture like the one in this picture – I don’t know how to describe it in words, sorry XD] …lead me to it! Ehehehe [grins]
[rumble of amusement from the crowd. A woman wearing a 'Yuri!!! On Ice’ T-shirt pipes up, looking mischievous]
BYSTANDER
Did you really have sex with a horse?
[the S.H.I.E.L.D. contingent get varying expressions of 'WTF?’ and 'Uh oh’, while Thor facepalms slightly – he knows this story – and Loki looks positively gleeful]
LOKI
[massive grin]
Nope! I made that one up to mess with a bard who was acting like the skaldic equivalent of a tabloid journalist. [nervous chuckles from the reporters] No, Sleipnir was a random mutation produced in the way horses normally come about – no shapeshifting involved. [chuckles to himself and looks even more mischievous] If you want amusing anecdotes about me and hoofed mammals, there’s always the Goat Incident— [Thor gets an 'OH CRAP’ expression and braces to leap] —which was reported in the Prose Edda, although Sturlusson took it waaay out of cont-mmppphhhhhhh! [Thor leaps on him, claps a hand over his mouth, wraps his other arm around Loki’s upper torso and forcibly drags him from the podium]
hey so I know you don't write Loki stuff anymore but is the stuff from the other blog (naughtylokistories) still around somewhere? The blog seems to be gone and now I can't find a bunch of my faves.
A/N: I thought this up almost in its entirety while very bored at work. I kind of imagined it as being a stinger to an episode of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. that takes place at some point after Thor 3, hence the TV-script format. Further wibbles after the speech, so I don’t put you off with rambling XD
People of New York – people of Midgard – I am Loki, of Asgard, and I…
[rests his face in his hands for a moment, takes a breath as if to nerve himself for an emotionally difficult task]
I would like to formally apologise for attacking New York, for bringing the Chitauri army crashing into your world, and for the destruction and death that they and I brought, during both the battle itself and the events leading up to it. This was wrong – utterly, indefensibly wrong – and I am sorry.
[swallows, fidgets with his fingers, glances briefly to one side]
I must also apologise directly to certain people. To Agent Philip J. Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D., for kill— stabbing you; to the Avengers, for so gravely hurting someone you all had good reason to care about. To Dr Erik Selvig and Agent Clint Barton, and the others I controlled, for suborning you with the mind-bending sceptre and leaving you with such unpleasant after-effects on your physical and mental health. To Agent Natasha Romanoff, for my cruel words and disturbing threats. To Dr Bruce Banner, for my contempt and dismissal of you as a monster and mindless beast, when in truth you are so much more than that.
To my brother, for… for everything.
[his lip wobbles and he looks, for the briefest of moments, as though he’s about to break down crying; the emotional strain is certainly clear in his face. He collects himself and continues speaking, but with a noticeably more shaky note in his voice]
You may well have seen, in the data dump from the time of the old S.H.I.E.L.D.’s collapse, security footage of my arrival at Project Pegasus showing me seriously ill from heat exhaustion and barely able to stand at points. You would be correct in… in concluding from this that there is a more serious context for my association with the Chitauri than might previously have been supposed. H-h-however, this does not justify or excuse m-my a-actions in any way. I am, once again, truly s-sorry.
[looks away from the camera and takes a few deep breaths, very obviously trying to get a sudden influx of bad memories under control. When he continues, he speaks more quickly than before, with far more emotion, sounding scared and as if he’s about to cry]
I know that the losses which you have suffered – which I have inflicted upon you – hurt terribly, and may always do so. But, I beg of you, do not let your pain make you hateful. Be better people than I have been – do not let your grief and hurt lead you to lash out and inflict that same hurt on others who are entirely unconnected to the circumstances of your loss.
[takes a few deep breaths, seems to collect himself somewhat]
Th-thank you for listening.
[subtly mouths “I want my mother” as the shot fades to black]
A/N: Welp, I hope you enjoyed that! :D I imagined it as an AoS stinger, like I said, but that was the only thing about the scenario that was really solid, because I wasn’t sure what’d go down best with the in-universe people at whom this apology is directed. Did Loki make the apology on his own initiative, or did S.H.I.E.L.D. persuade/convince him to do it (and how?)? Posted to Youtube, put on the news, or stop-the-presses special broadcast? Live or pre-filmed? Filmed in S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ or somewhere else (crappy bedsit, abandoned warehouse, swanky hotel, etc.)? Is Loki’s hair neat or messy? Is he wearing a Midgardian suit, his usual leathers, his full armour inc. cape (with or without that yummy helm), Midgard casual, his ‘neat’ prison attire or his ‘ragged’ prison attire? Does he look reasonably fit and healthy, or distressed/ill/lacking sleep? You decide, I guess ^^ Thanks for reading! :)
A/N: Well this turned out a little bit angstier than I thought oops anyway, written for this confession http://naughtylokiconfessions.tumblr.com/post/153575009511/i-dreamt-that-i-was-getting-married-to-someone
“Oh god, I shouldn’t be doing this. Why am I doing this?” you say, trying to slip away; well, more like pretending to try to slip away. Really, you were full of want, excited by the prospects of what could happen.
“We have an hour, darling,” Loki whispers in your ear as he grabs your hips and presses his hardness to you.
“I wonder…” his voice trails. “Does he make you feel like I do?” he asks, an icy tone to his voice, dripping with jealousy.
You whimper, trying to keep quiet as he hikes your dress up and rubs your clit through your panties. You hear him laugh, his fingers enjoying how wet you already are for him.
“Now, now, darling,” his voice velvet in your ears, “We wouldn’t want you to get too worked up now do we? Your hair and makeup will get messy. That would be such a shame, especially on your wedding day.”
You get cut off before you speak, gasping as he rips away your panties and his long fingers find their way inside you. It doesn’t take long for you to near your climax; he knew your body inside and out. You were right at the edge before he withdraws his hand. You whimper.
“Shhh, darling, I’m not done with you yet,” he says. “You’re still so beautiful, after all these years.”
Loki kisses down your jaw before he nips and sucks at your neck, knowing full well that it would leave a mark. You try but you just can’t help but tangle your fingers in his hair.
“Leaving you was the worst mistake I have ever made,” Loki spits out. “I should have fought for you, and now you’re marrying my oaf of a brother.”
He kisses you suddenly, forcing his tongue into your mouth, which you eagerly accept. A sloppy kiss, consumed with emotions and things unsaid.
“Do you even love him?” he asks, his hand gripping your face to look you in the eyes, a spiteful tone in his voice.
“Of course I do, I wouldn’t have agreed to marry him otherwise,” you say quietly.
“And yet, here you are with me,” he says, turning you around and bending you over.
There was a little smirk on his face, but now that you can’t see him, you can hear the sadness in his tone. You’re caught up in your thoughts so you cry out when he thrusts into you.
“You don’t have to settle for Thor!” Loki says, punctuating every word with a thrust. “I still love you! I’ll still love you after everything!”
There it was, the confession you knew was coming. The confession you dreaded because it meant that there was a chance you could, a chance you would choose Loki. You hated that a few simple words from him could send your world into a tailspin, but you loved him all the same. You think back to the man you were supposed to marry. You loved Thor too, loved him because he was what you needed. Not exactly what you wanted, but close enough to it.
You’re brought back to reality as Loki turns you to face him. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, and you tangle your fingers into his hair, pulling just like he liked. He growls and speeds up his pace; you let out a string of curses.
“He can’t take care of you like I do, like I will,” he growls out. “No one will ever make you feel like I do, and we both know that.”
Loki thrusts harder and deeper into you with every word and soon he’s cumming inside you. He keeps his eyes on you all the while and you’re pushed over the edge, waves of pleasure crashing down on you as you tighten your walls around him. He pants a couple of times before slipping out of you; still holding you upright and you were grateful.
You stay in his arms, limp and panting for what seems like hours, before you manage to get your bearings. You wrap arms around him, and he sighs, resting his head on your shoulder.
“I almost forgot why I called you here,” Loki says, breaking your embrace. “Well, the other reason why I called you here.”
He reaches into his pocket, takes out a small box, and hands it to you. You look at him questioningly before you take it from him, opening it to reveal a small, remote-controlled vibrator.
“I was hoping you would choose me, but that embrace told me everything I needed to know,” he says, looking down. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want, but I wanted to try to give that to you anyway.”
You smile sadly, but shudder at the thought of the gift. You knew what using it would mean; that it was a symbol of who really was in your heart. Your heart beats faster as your mind races, but then it all becomes clear.
You take the vibrator and put it inside you, easily slipping in with your wetness and Loki’s cum. You look back up at him and see him smile, a naughty one, but a genuine one. You pull him towards you and you kiss him, a silent promise to keep the door open for him.
“I meant what I said,” he says, his voice quiet as he puts his forehead to yours. “I’ll always love you after everything. But now, I think we both need to go get cleaned up.”
You open your mouth to speak, but Loki shushes you by kissing your forehead. “Darling, please,” he pleads. “The ceremony is going to begin in 30 minutes.”
“You’ll be there, right?” you choke out, eyes searching his.
“Of course,” he responds. “I’ll always be there for you.”
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The moment you start walking down the aisle, the moment the music plays, is when you feel small vibrations start inside you. You almost trip in surprise when it starts, but you manage to compose yourself and keep going. It continues on that setting until you reach the altar, looking up at your husband-to-be’s face.
You look out to the audience, spotting Loki sitting almost towards the very back. You couldn’t see his face well, but you swear it has a smirk. The vibration increases and you shut your legs, turning to face Thor once more.
“Are you alright?” he asks, worriedly. You manage to nod and the ceremony goes underway.
After what feels like forever, you hear him say, “I do.”
You berate yourself mentally for letting yourself zone out like that. You whip your head to face Thor, your reply in the tip of your tongue before the vibrations increase again. You clench your teeth, angry with yourself for ever agreeing to something so stupid. Fuck, you were taking too long to answer. They probably thought you were having second thoughts. Were you? You glance of into the room, everyone murmuring with worried expressions on their faces, all except one.
“I do!” you manage to force out, just as the vibrator goes full throttle.
You’re cumming hard as a wave of cheers erupts. Your husband kisses you, and suddenly grateful that your mouth was being covered; afraid of what noises you could’ve made otherwise.
You break apart, and look out into the audience, congratulations and cheers abound, but you could only focus on Loki’s eyes, and that smirk on his face.
Hello, I remember that there was a professor Loki range of fanfics on "naughtylokistories" page, which was one of yours. Where did they go?! I really want to re-read them, but there is no possibility. Could you perhaps upload them again? Thank you already! Xx
I deleted that blog because my Loki fanfic days are behind me and I thought the blog was taking up space. However, you can find all the Professor Loki stories, and all the other stories that were on the NaughtyLokiStories blog (except for Tristan and Loki that’s gone forever) over at my ao3 account, which is conveniently named NaughtyLokiStories.
A/N: While the request says “Loki is super dominant with the reader” I find that using the “you/your” pronouns get boring after a while. Replace “Celia” with your name and go from there. After all, imagination is the best part of this blog. Enjoy ;)
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Loki spent a bit of time reading through the newly-discovered internet site of “Naughy Loki Confessions” before choosing one that he would enjoy most. Finally, he found something that peaked his interest.
I would love for Loki to visit me in my bed and have his way with me. To tie me up and make me submit, and make me come again and again!
Loki cocked an eyebrow. It’d been some time since he last had his way with a mortal. And if this woman was willing… As usual, he learned her location and transported himself to her bedroom magically.
Celia had just finished her nightly reading and turned off the bedside light. She sighed heavily as she pulled the covers to her chin and let her mind wander, planning the chores and meal prep she would need to do the next day. As she drifted off she thought she heard a sound in her room. Celia looked up and thought a faint shimmer had appeared in the corner of her room.
Maybe the moon was playing tricks through the clouds and blinds. But no, there was too much cloud cover and it was darker than usual in her bedroom. Celia sat up and turned on her bedside lamp. When she turned to the shimmer in the corner again she gasped. Loki stood before her, a wry smile on his face. “Are you really…” she trailed off. Loki nodded.
“Yes my little mortal, I am. I found your confession Celia and, if you still desire it to be fulfilled, I am here to do so.” Celia’s heart jumped into her throat. She’d always thought her fantasies were anonymous but somehow she was still excited that Loki had found her confession and chosen to act on it. “Oh, I would very much like that!” Celia exclaimed.
Loki’s smile widened and he come to Celia, sitting beside her on the bed. He cupped her cheek in his hand, his thumb stroking her face. “Tonight, dear girl, you will know what it is like to be fucked by a god.” Celia trembled under his touch and goosebumps formed on her arms, shoulders, and neck. Loki dipped his head to Celia’s neck and breathed. “If you are cold, I can promise that you won’t be for long.” Celia bit her lower lip and closed her eyes. “Please, Loki, do as you wish. I am totally yours,” she purred.
The sound of her sweet voice made Loki’s pants tight. He stripped the duvet and sheet away from Celia’s body and took a look at her. She was tall, with an athletic build that still gave way to voluptuous curves. Her breasts were ample and heavy, pulling at her night shirt. No shorts or pants were worn—simply a cheeky pair of panties. She could be a priestess in another life. Loki found his lust was stronger than he would have normally expected from such an encounter. He climbed on the bed and up the length of Celia’s body, touching her as he went. When he slipped a hand into her shirt, Loki found that Celia’s nipples were already erect. Oh he was going to have fun with her.
Loki roughly palmed both of Celia’s breasts as he nipped at her collar bone. He paused only to tug away her shirt. Celia began to remove her panties and Loki grabbed her wrist firmly. “Oh no, my pet, that is for me to do,” he growled. Celia shivered again, and certainly not from a chill. Her eyes begged Loki to touch her and her free hand stroked his chest. “All in good time,” he murmured. “Now about the tying up you wished for.”
Positioning Celia’s hands above her head, Loki bound them to the corners of the bed with magic. The bonds were tight, but not uncomfortable. Loki suckled on each of Celia’s breasts, teasing the nipples to a pert point again. He scratched nails lightly down the sides of her torso, pausing at the hem of her panties. Celia squirmed. Loki snuck a finger into the soft fabric through one of the leg holes, teasing Celia’s sensitive inner thigh and ghosting over her sex.
“Oh sweet girl, you’re already so wet for me,” he purred and dipped a finger into Celia’s wetness. She moaned softly. Loki took the hint and added another finger, stroking her and enjoying the sounds she made. He massaged her bud and was almost instantly rewarded with an orgasm. Celia cried out, clutching at the air and soaked her panties. Loki smiled wide. He’d learned the term “squirting” before and found the act to be incredibly arousing. He would draw out his fun as long as he could.
Loki tore Celia’s panties off and tossed them to the side. Celia was still coming down from the high when he breathed on her wetness. She gasped but opened her legs for him. Loki skillfully brought Celia to her peak again with his tongue. He paused to torment her—crawling up her body and ghosting his mouth over her lips. Celia tried to kiss him but Loki pushed her back. “Not until I say so.” He kept his mouth over hers and reached down between her legs again, plunging his fingers deep into Celia’s sex. She gasped, falling over the edge again. Loki caught her mouth in his, biting her lower lip as he felt Celia come over his hand.
He pulled away for Celia to catch her breath. As she recovered, Loki bound Celia’s ankles to the bottom bed corners and removed his clothing. With heavy eyes, Celia watched Loki come to the bed and straddle her. “It’s very important you listen to me now, Celia,” Loki began. “You mustn’t cry out, nor can you touch me in any way. Is that understood?” Celia nodded. “Yes, sir.” Loki leaned down and kissed Celia. “That’s a good girl. Let me show you how obedience is rewarded.”
With a chilled hand he played with Celia’s nipples again and with the other he magically created a riding crop. Seeing her eyebrows shoot up, Loki asked if it would be alright to use the crop. Celia nodded enthusiastically, biting her cheek. Loki stroked the end of the riding crop over every sensitive surface of skin he could, ending with a light smackt! on Celia’s inner right thigh. She gasped, but made no other sound. “My good girl,” Loki purred and hit Celia’s other thigh. This time she bucked her hips in response. Loki smacked Celia on both hips with the riding crop, relishing the red marks left behind. Celia’s breathing was heavy—she so clearly craved more.
“Do you need me to fuck you, kitten?” Loki’s voice dripped with lust. He was ready for a good fuck as well, and his fully erect cock confirmed so. His little beauty of a partner nodded her head once more and wriggled her hips. “Very well, that is why I’m here.” Loki rubbed the head of his cock against Celia’s wetness. She tossed her head back and bit her lip to keep from crying out. Loki sank himself into Celia in one swift, hard movement. Celia couldn’t help but moan, finally feeling filled.
“Oh you weren’t to make any noises, pet,” Loki whispered into Celia’s ear. “And you were doing so well. Now you’ll have to be punished.” He drew out the last word, biting Celia’s earlobe. She moaned again—she was already to be punished, another moan couldn’t hurt at all now, could it? Celia tugged at the invisible knots on her wrists just as Loki freed the ties at her ankles. He removed the magical bonds at her wrists and flipped her over. The riding crop was in his hand again, but Celia didn’t see. “Now you’ll learn what disobedience gets you, sweetling.”
Positioning himself behind Celia, Loki rose his hand and came down with the riding crop across Celia’s bare ass. She squeaked and clutched the sheets with her hands. Loki spanked her again, yielding another satisfying smakt from the crop. Celia flinched slightly and lifted her bottom slightly. Loki smacked her bottom with his hand and followed with a squeeze. Celia’s response was a slight oh! Loki grabbed Celia by the hips and lifted her up. She might be enjoying her “punishment” but not as much as he was. Loki entered Celia again, moaning as the sensation of her velvety heat washed over him. He gripped Celia’s hips tightly, fingers digging into her soft curves.
As he fucked her, her back arched and she gave way to the moans. Loki reached around to play with her bud again. As before, Celia lasted only a few moments before peaking again. She briefly thought that she would need to change the sheets. She always did make a “mess”. Something about the squirting drove Loki harder. He fucked Celia harder, almost painfully, but she loved it. She felt another orgasm build again but this time, she came without fanfare.
Loki turned Celia over again. He was already so close, and knew the next time Celia came, he would, too. Celia wrapped her legs around Loki’s hips and moved in time with him. Her nails bit into his back. Deftly, Loki lifted one of Celia’s legs over his shoulder. “Oh, Loki!” she cried out. In a few moments more Celia was coming again. Her walls gripped Loki’s cock and he came as well, a satisfied moan escaping his lips.
He held still for a few moments, then lowered Celia’s leg from his shoulder. With kisses peppered along her shoulder he asked, “Was that as you had imagined, pet?” “Mmm, oh yes,” Celia murmured. “It’s been a while since someone was able to make me soak the sheets like that.” Loki chuckled. “I’m glad you are satisfied. It was quite the visit for me. Maybe we can do this again.”
“Next time I tie you up.” Loki looked at her in surprise. “Keep reading the confessions, Loki, you’ll find the others I’ve written soon enough.” Celia winked at him.
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Loki returned to his quarters and before bed went back to the confessions site to find more of Celia’s excellent ideas.
A/N: This story/lemon is based on the dom loki & sub reader imagine/confession posted here a few days ago. Loki is a man eating mermaid who hunts fishermen. He sees the reader on a boat and chooses her for his mate. He kidnaps her, takes her to his island and claims her. (Tell me if I forgot something.)
My knowledge of mermaids is solely based on the pirates of Caribbean movies. Please ignore my spelling or grammar mistakes. English is not my first language. And, I do not own anything. Actually Loki owns us all. *smiles cheekily*
Lucy’s POV
I felt eyes on me. I squint my eyes to locate something in the endless blue of sea. But I see nothing. Feeling is still there like something is watching me. I shake my head at myself before turning my head once again to the beautiful sunset. Watching sun going down in the arms of blue sea has always been fascinating to me.
And, I have always wanted to see it from the sea itself. When I was a kid, I thought that maybe if I ventured far enough in the sea, I might be able to catch the sun. But now I know, sun is going to set, no matter how far you go. You cannot catch it. Yet it is no less beautiful whether you see it from the shore or from the deck of a fishing boat. I am lucky to see it from both places. I smile at the thought.
‘Lucy’ a yell of my name brings me out of my thoughts and I turn to look at my sister in law glaring at me. ‘Don’t you have something to do Lucy?’ she sneers at me. I sigh before nodding dejectedly. She huffs loudly and turns to go back to the down mumbling, probably insults at me. I take one last look at the sunset before following her to the down levels to find something to do before she starts screaming at me.
My sister in law Emily is an evil woman. I do not know what my brother sees in her. But then he is a dickhead himself. So maybe, like attracts like. We come from a poor fishermen family. And, just like my parents, grandparents and their parents, we are also neck deep in poverty and debt. My brother has this fishing boat where he tries to catch fishes. Tries being the operative word.
Even with his years of training passed down from father to son, he is quite useless at fishing. He has always been and after my parents death, all we had was each other. But, then he married Emily and my life took a sad turn. She has hated me from the very first day and she made sure that my life was a constant hell.
Since no body agreed to work with my brother on the boat, all he has left is us two to help him in fishing. We work on the boat and we live on the boat. Emily hates this work and she does not even do anything. I have to do all the work while she supervises me or sulks in the corner.
After listening to my brother and Emily’s bickering for the umpteenth time, I decide to go to the deck and see the beauty of moon and sea, again. I have always been an outdoor person unlike other girls from my hometown who usually liked to stay indoors and learn cooking, sewing and other things.
I have been admiring the view in front of me when I heard a sudden noise like something lightly jumped on the deck. I turn around, trying to see in the dim light of moon, but I do not see anything. I shrug my shoulders and turn back to look at the moon. BAM. Something hits the back of my head and everything goes dark.
I groan as I try to wake up. What happened? I wince as my hand touches the back of my head, which is slightly swelled. I slowly open my eyes to see sand and sea in front of me. I am on a beach. How did I get here? What is this place? I look around in confusion. No one is here. It is a small with rocks that are very high like a fort’s walls.
I turn around to see that this beach is completely surrounded by these walls of rocks. There is no way out. In front of me is blue green water for several yards and low waves are hitting the beach. But then the water ends at the rocky walls. It looks like that rocks are containing water but since there are waves, there must be a way for water to come and go. I stand up to see and understand where I am. My dress flows in the slight wind as I look around.
The beach has white sand and behind me, there are many trees. Looks like I am on an island. An island surrounded by rocky walls. But what I do not understand is that how I got here. 'Hello?’ I try to call someone, anyone. Maybe there is someone, maybe my brother or even Emily. Where are they? What happened? All I remember is getting hit at the back of my head? Someone hit me. But why would they do that?
'Hello. Is anyone here?’ I tried again. But I received no response. Now I was getting scared. I looked around to see any escape or way to get out of this island, but there was none. I was thinking about going through those trees to find a way out when I heard a splash behind me. I whirled around to see but there was no one in water. I squinted my eyes but water was calm except for small waves.
Then I saw it. It looked like something was swimming close to the surface of water. I took a step back even though I was on the beach away from water. Whatever it was, it was coming this way. And, then I saw it. A man, slowly emerging from water. Hair dark like night and skin pale as sand beneath me. I looked wide eyed as he continued to swim in my direction. I noted that I could not see him swim. He was not using his hands, which was weird in itself. How he was keeping himself above water like that and moving with that speed.
When he was a few meters away from me, he turned to his right and towards the rocks. I kept my eyes on him as he hauled himself out of water on his hands and on a big flat rock. What I saw next, it made me question my sanity. The man brought his long tail out of the water and on to the rock. He was a merman. Half human, half fish.
And apparently, this was not the weirdest thing because a few moments later, his other half, his fish half from the waist down started to melt, sort of. Within few seconds, where there was a fish tail, now there were legs.
'Holy mother of god.’ I whispered to myself as I took one more step back. He stood up on his new found legs that wobbled a bit but then he straightened himself and started to walk towards me. My eyes grew even wider if that was possible. This time I could not move, I was rooted to the sand.
When my eyes moved up from his legs, I finally noticed that he was naked. And, there was the part of this man that I should not have seen because it scared me. No man should be endowed like that. But he is no man, no human to be exact. When I finally moved my eyes up his smooth torso and lickable chest to his face, a smirk graced his lips and amusement danced in his eyes.
He now stood right in front of me, just a few feet away and I can see him properly. He is tall, very tall. His hair are dark and skin pale, but the most beautiful part of his body is his eyes. His beautiful emerald eyes that twinkle with mischief.
'W..who are y….you?’ I stuttered at which his smirk just grew. I felt like someone sucked all the air from my lungs as I continued to look into his eyes. 'I am Loki and I am privileged with a glorious opportunity.’ he grinned at me.
'W.. what?’ Again I stuttered like the fool I am. He laughed before taking a step towards me. I took one back and away from him. 'Oh darling, no need to fear me. I am not going to hurt you. My intentions are good for you.’ he continued when I did not answered or moved.
'As you may have noticed, I am a merman. Is it the right term humans use? Well, I hunt fishermen. I was out hunting, when I first saw you. Standing on the deck, your beautiful hair caught in the wind as you smiled to yourself with no care. I was mesmerized. A beautiful creature like you should be cherished like a queen, which is something you family certainly do not understand.’
'So I did what was right and got you out of that miserable life’ he declared with a very pleased look. 'Why?’ I whispered.
'Is it not obvious?’ he said. I frowned not understanding his meaning, when he smirked at me and cast his eyes down. I followed his line of sight to see his member standing at full attention. Oh my god, it looks even bigger when erect, which is saying something. My eyes flew to his as fear took a hold. He is going to rape me and then kill me and then eat me.
He saw every emotion on my face and smirked 'now now little one. I told you I will not hurt you so fear not. As I said, you deserve to be treated like a queen and I will have the honor to do so. I will keep you happy, my lucy. MY MATE’ his growled answer confused me.
'Your mate?’ I asked stupidly and blinked at him in confusion. 'Are you not going to eat me?’
He laughed before shaking his head and coming to stand right in front of me with a few long strides. He was so close that I could feel his hot breath on my face and I craned my neck to look at him. 'Yes my mate. The moment I saw you I knew you were IT for me. The one I finally found, my mate, the other half of my soul. My love.’ he smiled gently at me.
'And to answer your other question, no I am not going to eat you the way you think. But there are other ways. Oh, the things I am going to do to you. I will not hurt you I promise you that and I will not let anyone else hurt you either. But you are mine, mine to command, mine to care for and mine to love.’
'What are you going to do to me?’ again stupid question. Was my brain on holiday?
His smirk was all the answer I needed but he still gave it to me 'What am I going to do to you you ask huh? Oh my darling, I will do everything that mates are supposed to do and more. I will claim what is mine. And claim it over and over and over everyday until all you remember is my name. I will map each part of your body with my lips and tongue. I will worship your body and soul. I will make you ache all over for my touch. I will make you so desperate for it that you will demand and beg for my touch. And, then only then I will cover your body with mine and claim you.’
I felt blood rushing to my face as I blushed hard, my eyes wide and blown with lust. Why am I feeling like this I do not understand but his words ignite something inside me. My breath hitched as I saw his eyes fill with lust. 'If you want specifics, I will make love to you. I will fuck you. I will lick every part of your body and taste you. I will mark you with nips, bites and hands. I will explore your depths and bring out the pleasure that lies beneath. I will stroke you gently and thrust my fingers in you hard again and again. Only when you will have lost all sensible thoughts, I will shove my length inside of you so deep that you will not be able to do anything but scream my name.’ he growled at me. A whimper escaped my lips before Loki claimed them with his.
I gasped at the action, which he took advantage of to thrust his tongue in my mouth. After a few seconds of shock, I kissed him back with passion, lust overtaking my brain. His hands rested on my hips as he brought me even closer, leaving no space between us. One of his hands wandered lower and grasped my clothed ass cheek while the other one, he used to keep me close.
I moaned at the sensation of his kiss and his wandering hands, increasing my lust tenfold. I felt his hardness on my lower stomach as he ground himself on me, groaning slightly. I gasped loud at that and he moved his mouth to my neck. He laid open mouth kisses all over my neck before nipping at the junction where my neck met my shoulder. 'Loki’ I moaned softly. With that, he moved both of his hands under my ass and lifted me.
My legs went around his waist as he started to walk. With a gentle tug at his hair, I brought his lips back to mine, kissing him passionately while trying to ground myself on his hard length. I did not know what I was doing but fuck I never wanted to stop. I felt him stop before he knelt and lowered me on something soft. I gasped for air as he again moved his lips to my neck, nipping and kissing. I opened my eyes to see trees and blue sky above us. I moved my head to side to see a blanket beneath us.
Loki’s hands returned to my butt as he fisted my dress in his hands. He pushed the fabric up and up, over my stomach, chest and then head, getting rid of it. Only then some sense returned to me and I blushed. I have never been like this in front of anyone before. I tried to lift my hands to cover myself and maintain what dignity I have left. But before my hands could even move and cover my breasts, loki’s hands grasped them harshly and brought them over my head effectively stretching his form above mine.
'Do NOT hide yourself from me’ he snarled at me as I gazed upon him open mouthed and wide eyed. 'You are MINE’ He said before claiming my lips in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue. Lust clouded my mind again pushing sense aside. He nipped at my bottom lip earning a loud gasp and ground his erection on my core. 'L…Loki’ I whimpered. One of his hands kept mine above my head while the other hand descended my body.
Within moments, he ripped my bra earning a moan from me. He arched back to take a look at the newly exposed skin before groaning loud. He brought his mouth down and bit on my left nipple. 'Loki’ I almost screamed. He eased the sting with his tongue and continued to nip and lick at my breast. His other hand came down on my right breast, fondling and massaging. Moans and groans of pleasure left my lips.
'Oh the noises you make my mate. They drive me insane with lust’ he groaned before lifting his eyes to look straight into mine. He brought himself up to the level of my lips to claim them again. My hands took hold of his beautiful dark hair and his lean back. My nails dug in the skin of his back, making him groan. He chuckled before whispering against my lips 'Oh yes. Show me your passion, your lust for me and I will show you mine.’ He grinned devilishly at me.
He moved his lips to my neck, then down to my breasts again all the while laying kisses and nips on my skin. I could feel his marks and bruises forming. After lavishing my breasts with enough attention from his mouth and turning me into a moaning mess, he continued to descend down. After placing a gentle kiss on my stomach he moved to settle between my thighs.
Loki inhaled deeply and groaned 'You smell so good my darling. Look at me’ he ordered. I opened my eyes and brought myself on my elbows to look at him. His dark eyes pierced through me as he leaned down to kiss me down there. 'Ungh’ I threw my head back and groaned.
Loki licked once, twice, thrice and then attacked my center full force. Every nip, every lick and kiss increased my pleasure. A pressure grew in my lower stomach, a coil threatened to snap. But Loki did not stop. He continued his assault on my center before sucking harshly. 'L…Loki… aah…. I…I am….am..ungh’ My hands gripped his long hair as I tried to ground myself on his face.
I blindly looked for my release while moaning my pleasure. Suddenly I felt a pressure on my entrance. 'Loki..ii?’
'Ssshhhh darling I got you.’ He slowly slowly entered one of his fingers inside me making me scream. One became two and then three as Loki curled in inside of me, making me lose all thoughts. One sharp nip on my clit and I was lost. I saw white and my eyes rolled back as pleasure took a hold of me.
Before I could come down from that and catch my breath, Loki moved up and buried his length inside of me in a single thrust throwing me head first into another orgasm. I screamed to the heaves and dug my nails in Loki’s back, fruitlessly trying to ground myself to earth. Once I finally came down from my high and somewhat caught my breath, I noticed that Loki was still.
I opened my eyes to see his hovering above me on his elbows, eyes boring in my face taking every reaction and emotion that crossed my features. 'I hope you are not too tired my dear because I still have a mate to claim.’ He gave me a smirk and started to move. Only now I noticed slight pain and discomfort to which he gave me a gentle smile.
'Relax. It will be easier if you do so.’ he said in a gentle voice before claiming my lips in a tender kiss, completely different from how he has treated me in the past few minutes, or was it hours. He moved slowly, withdrawing a few inches before thrusting back in. But he knew what he was doing with those sinful hips because only after a few thrusts, pain started to go away and pleasure started to build up again while he kissed me. He brought my legs around him clutching at his waist.
With every moan, Loki went faster and harder. His kisses grew hungry. My vocabulary was now limited to Loki’s name, moans and groans. He snapped his hips in me over and over to the point when he withdrew almost all of his length out me before thrusting back in fast. 'Loki Loki Loki’ that was my mantra while he buried his head in my neck and groaned my name like it was a prayer.
'Oh ooh. ooh.. Loki.. am gonna… I am’ I moaned clutching his back with my hands trying to bring him even closer. I brought one hand on his ass to clutch it, a silent request to go faster. He obviously complied because his thrusts grew inhumanly fast. His pants and moans filled my ear as I threw my head back and screamed.
In the next second, Loki brought his lips to my neck and sucked hard. 'Aaah Loki’ That was all I could say before he bit down hard on the place where my neck met my left shoulder. Pain with pleasure did it for me as I felt myself drown in pleasure. I screamed and screamed as Loki groaned loud before spilling his seed in me.
When I finally opened my eyes, still panting, I noticed that loki was still inside of me and most of his weight was on me as he licked the bite mark on my neck. 'Ungh Loki’ I panted still out of breath. He placed one last kiss on the bite mark before lifting his face and looking me in the eyes. He gave me a beaming smile before leaning down and pecking my lips. 'Mine’ he murmured against my lips still smiling.
And, then I knew I was his and his only. His mate. His lucy.
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I am so sorry it took me so long to write this. I honestly lost motivation. I was just depressed. I just wish Loki was real and here to help me out. Okay, lets move on. What you guys think? Did I do justice to the imagine? And, I do not know if merman bite their mates to claim them or not. I just took the idea from Twilight because it sounded hot.*grins*
A/N: This story is based on the dom Loki imagine that was posted here a few days ago. The reader is obsessed with Loki. She watches one of the Thor movies and falls asleep. When she wakes up, she is tied to the bed and Loki is standing in front of her with a riding crop in his hands in leather pants and helmet. (Let me know if I forgot something.)
Please ignore my spelling and grammar mistakes as English is not my first language. Or second or third. Just ignore the mistakes. And I do not own anything, no Thor, no Loki, which is very unfortunate.
Mercy’s POV
Loki. Oh dear god. It is a name that has completely took over my mind. Since the day I watched ‘Thor’ for the first time, I have been a fan of Loki. His innocence and his pain that showed in his eyes stole my heart. I have been obsessed with him, to the point that all I talk about is him. My friends are getting bored of it, I know but it is like I cannot stop myself.
Whether I am with friends at a restaurant or at office with colleagues, my conversations revolve around Loki.
I feel connected to him somehow. I feel his pain. I know how he shows ignorance to everything to protect what is left of his heart. I love everything about him, which is why tonight I ditched my friends’ dinner plans to stay at home and watch 'Thor - The dark world’, again. It is probably the 20th time I am watching it.
As they show Loki sitting on the throne at the end of the movie after sending Thor back on earth, I stop the movie and proceed to go to the bed. It is almost 11. I should have been asleep by now as I have a meeting early in the morning.
As soon as my head hits the pillow, I fall asleep. After what it feels like just a few minutes, a clinking sound interrupts my sleep. What is that noise? Ungh, so annoying. After a few seconds of that constant clinking noise, I regretfully open my eyes to see that it is me who is making that noise.
I try to move but I cannot. My eyes fly open at the thought. Why I cannot move my hands? When I look up, they are chained together to the bed. What the hell? Wait, whose bed is this? This is not my bed? I try to tug my hands free of the chains making the clinking noise again. Then I hear a husky chuckle and I whip my head around to see the most gorgeous man I have ever seen.
In a dark green shirt, leather pants and with a horned helmet on, this guy looked like a fantasy come true. A smug expression on his face, smirk on lips and eyes screaming danger, he elicited the combination of fear and arousal in me.
It takes my sleep deprived brain a few seconds to realize - this man looks exactly like Loki. Shock and fear fills my heart as I gape at the specimen who is standing at the end of the bed smirking at me. 'Are you not going to say anything darling?’ his husky voice. His question brings me out of my shock as I wildly look around.
It looks like a palace’s room - big and spacious. The furniture looks expensive, kind of royal and books, god there are so many books. I tug harder at the chains but all they do is clink. Only then I remember, I have legs too. Damn it. I try to pull them up but they are chained too. Now I was scared shitless.
'L.. L.. Loki?’ I whimpered as I turn to look at him. His eyes are on me like they never left my face. He is certainly enjoying my reaction as it shows on his face. A smirk and mischief filled eyes. 'Yes darling?’ he answered, still smirking. 'What is going on? Why am I here?’ I asked, eyes still darting here and there, hoping it is a dream.
'Why? Are you not comfortable?’ he answers my question with a question. 'I.. I’ I try to answer but cannot because I AM comfortable. The bed is more comfortable than mine and the clothes, oh my, these are not my clothes. All I am wearing is a big green silk shirt that feels amazing on my skin.
Then I realize, I cannot really feel the chains. I am chained but I cannot feel the metal. I cannot feel the heaviness or cold of metal. It is like I am tied with a invisible cord, but I can see the chains. It is weird. Magic, it clicks in my mind. The sound of steps bring me back to Loki who is walking around the bed towards me, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. How does he balance that helmet on his head? What the hell? Did my mind really just come up with that?
My breath hitch as Loki's lean, muscular, pale and flawless skin comes into my line of vision as he slowly moves the dark green shirt, just like mine, off of his shoulders. Then he is standing a few steps away from me on my right, shirtless, and I forgot how to breath. He is carved out of marble. He is a sex god. Oh no. He is the god of mischief, but a god none the less.
After raking my eyes on his muscular chest, I finally moved to his face that holds a smug look. He just saw me eye fuck him. Him, Loki, who just kidnapped me and chained me to his bed. 'I saw you’ he said in a gentle tone. I just gaped at him.
He smirked at me before sitting on the bed beside me. 'I saw you obsessing over me. I saw how you what you call on Midgard fangirling over me. At first, I thought it was just an infatuation. Naive girls like bad boys. But as the time passed, I realized it was more than that. You understood me, really understood. And, you lusted after me.’ I blushed at his statement.
'No need to be embarrassed darling. It is an obvious reaction. I am a god after all. And, I have seen your dreams. So you cannot hide your feelings from me. I wanted to leave you alone. But your dreams aroused me greatly. And tonight when you were dreaming about me again, I just could not help myself. I had to TAKE you.’ he growled out the last part.
With each word, my arousal continued to grow. I was panting and my heart was beating fast. And, he has not even touched me. 'Loki’ I whimpered but he ignored me and stood up again. 'Tonight’s dream was special. Wasn’t it darling? You always dream of me claiming you, fucking you, dominating you. But tonight, you were dreaming of me punishing you. The way you whimpered and writhed in that dream, I decided right then that I will make it real.’
In reality, I did not remember my dream at all, but he seemed to do so. And the way his words ignited the fire in me, I was not opposed to the idea at all. 'I can see the passion in your eyes, the lust, the need. I will claim you tonight and sate your thirst for me. I will make your dreams come true. But first, we will start with the punishment.’ he said before a green mist covered his hands.
When the mist cleared, there was a riding crop in his hands. Oh fuck me. I am so in for it. The first touch of the crop on my hand jolted me like it was electricity. Loki kept it on my palm for a few seconds before dragging it on my wrist over the chains, then on my arm and on to my right shoulder. 'This shirt is bothering me.’ he murmured before my shirt blew away in green smoke. I just laid there looking at him with wide eyes, shocked at his magic.
I knew about his magic but every time he shows, it leaves me breathless, I noticed. 'I kept it on only because I did not want you to be scared out of your mind when you first woke up.’ he explained. He then moved the riding crop on my shoulder to my breasts, slowly and teasingly. He kept dragging it lightly all over my breasts avoiding the nipples.
My breath grew harsh as my heart started to beat faster and faster, my eyes following the crop. I tried to move but the chains stopped me. I tried to arch to bring the crop closer, only for loki to take it away. He slowly dragged it from my breasts to my stomach and over to my hips. 'Loki..I.. please’ I pleaded but he ignored me.
The moment he moved the crop to my thighs, my eyes shut close in anticipation. I let out a sigh and waited for him to touch me there. But I should not have forget that he was the god of mischief. And, this god was a fucking tease. He kept caressing my thighs with the riding crop but avoided my center. I whimpered loud at him, begged him with my eyes and words, but he just smirked at me before moving the teasing down my legs.
He dragged it over my legs and to my soles. A light tap of the crop at my sole jolted me. 'Turn’ he murmured. Only then I noticed the lack of chains on my wrists and ankles. I turned on my stomach but kept my hands and legs stretched out, waiting for him to chain me again. He chuckled 'if you desire darling’. A light shimmer notified me of the chains forming around my limbs again.
And then SMACK. When I was waiting for him to continue the gentle torture over my body with the riding crop, I did not expect it to come down on my ass that harshly. I yelped loudly as the pain exploded. And, he did not give me any time to know what was happening as the crop landed on my butt cheeks over and over.
I yelped and groaned in pain trying to understand and grasp the reason. But he is Loki. Is there any reason at all? Or he is just doing it for his pleasure? Or my pleasure? I do not know how many times he smacked my bottom but it was over. My ass stung with the pain and I am sure it showed with a red butt.
I whimpered closing my eyes but he cooed at me 'Sshhh. I got you.’ Soon, colder than ice hands were at my ass, jolting me again, a lot at the coldness and a bit at the sudden touch. His cold hands soothed my burning skin. He continued to rub at the skin before moving one hand to my clit. First swipe of his cold fingers took me by surprise as my eyes flew open.
He climbed on the bed, straddling my thighs to gain better access. One hand he kept on my ass rubbing while other hand focused on my center. He stroked my clit again and again arousing me. His cold contrasted against my heat, but it was a great pleasure too. He teased me with light touches before moving one finger inside of me.
I groaned loud and tried to ground on his finger. One soon became two and then three. He increased the speed of his fingers thrusting inside of me with each thrust.
I was moaning loudly. Sounds like Loki's name and oh fuck escaped my mouth. I climbed higher and higher in pleasure with each thrust of his fingers, completely forgetting my abused ass, his other cold hand holding my hips down, losing myself in ecstasy. I needed it, one thrust, two, three and before I could think why the next thrust was taking so long, something much bigger than his fingers filled me.
Oh god. How long I have dreamed of this, his cock filling me to the hilt. I moaned loudly as he began to thrust inside of me leaning over me, placing his hands around my head. He had stretched me enough with his fingers, so there was no discomfort when he began to pound me just after a few thrusts. When did he get naked? Where is his helmet? I dismissed the thoughts.
Moans turned into screams of pleasure as Loki continued to thrust, increasing his speed with each thrust. His groans filled my ears and his breath fanned on my neck. I took pride in knowing that I was pleasuring him. It did not take me long to reach the peak, but I kept myself there, not allowing my body the release. I wanted him to go over the edge with me.
'Let go darling. I am close too.’ he groaned breathlessly. With his assurance, I let go. Three thrusts, and I was thrown in the pleasure of orgasm. White blinding light passed my eyes as I screamed my pleasure to the world, my body humming. A loud groan followed my scream and Loki followed me into the bliss.
I felt his strong release inside me and I sighed. 'Do not go to sleep now my darling. I have just started.’ he murmured in my ear before biting the earlobe teasingly.
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I have read this imagine a long time ago. I just thought someone else was going to do it. But then I saw it last week again and no body wrote it. So I thought, I should give it a go. I am thinking about writing another imagine 'the mermaid one’ that was posted before this one. If someone else is writing it, please tell me. I think there are few Loki writers left. No body is posting anything new, which is quite worrying. Anyway, what you guys think of this smut?
A/N: This story is based on the imagine that was posted here a few days ago. Loki and Thor are both fighting over a girl named Ross. This is my outtake at that imagine. It is set before the events of Thor. It contains slight smut (just the mention, nothing explicit), so if you are still not comfortable with it, read it or don’t, your wish. Do whatever you want because I DO WHAT I WANT. *smiles cheekily* Please ignore my spelling and grammar mistakes as English is not my first language. Or second, or third. Just ignore the mistakes. And I do not own anything, not Thor, not Loki. So sad. So here goes nothing.
Ross POV
Being a servant is not what I wanted from my life. But, we never have control over life. I learned it the hard way. One day I was the daughter of a hard working farmer and the next, I was an orphan drowning in debt. When I was 14, my father took a big loan from a wealthy man to invest money in buying a bigger land. Unfortunately, he died before the deal was done.
My mother left us when I was very young. So, after my father’s death, I was left with nothing. The big loan took everything from me, yet I was neck deep in the debt. So, there was only one option - become a servant of that wealthy man and serve him to pay off the debt. His name was Lucas, but for me, he was the wealthy man. For five years, I worked for that man’s wife as her servant. At my nineteenth birthday, the wealthy man sent me to the palace as a gift to the queen on her birthday.
I was really happy to leave the hard working life behind at the wealthy man’s home. I was really looking forward to see the queen as I had heard about her kindness. I hoped for a better life while working as her servant at the palace. And, when I entered the a big hall in palace on queen’s birthday, I knew it was a new start.
‘My queen’ I bowed down along with the wealthy man to Frigga, the queen of Asgard. She looked radiant and beautiful. It was her birthday and she was accepting gifts from all over Asgard in that big hall. She smiled warmly at the wealthy man and accepted his gifts including me. I was sent to the other hall, where many other girls were kept. I learned that all of them were gifts from wealthy people all over the Asgard.
After a few hours, we were let to the servants’ quarters where we slept that night. The next day, all of us were presented to the queen in her chambers where she would decide what she wanted to do with us. When I entered the queen’s chambers that day, I was smiling. I was almost giddy with the excitement of a new start, a new life. And then, my hopes came crashing down on me.
'I am sending you to Loki. You will be his servant.’ She said and my hopes were crushed. Queen Frigga asked every one of us about our specialties and interests and appointed us tasks accordingly. When I told her that I had worked as a servant for my master’s wife, she sent me to Loki. LOKI. The young prince. The cruel one. The crazy one.
'I have enough servants. And you are experienced enough to serve Loki. Do not fret child. He is not that bad.’ That is all she said before I was sent to Loki’s chambers. I stood outside of his door for several minutes thinking what I should do. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door. 'Come in’ said a silky and gentle voice. Did I knock on the wrong door?
I pushed the door and slowly entered the chamber of young prince. He was sitting on a chair, reading a book. He did not even look at me. He looked kind of peaceful and non-threatening. I shook my head and addressed him 'My prince. I am Ross. I am your new servant. The queen sent me.’ I kept my head low avoiding looking at me. When I received no response, I looked up to see him looking at me.
My eyes widened as I lowered my eyes once more. I could feel his eyes at me. 'Come inside’ came a command. I kept my head low and ventured further in to chamber. 'Ross’ he almost whispered. I looked up to see him still staring at me. 'Yes m .. my lord’ I stuttered now looking at his shoulder avoiding his eyes. 'Get me some wine from kitchen’ he ordered.
I turned on my heal in hurry to comply and to avoid his stare. But the moment I turned, I almost jumped a foot in air with fright as a loud noise filled the chamber. 'BROTHER’ Prince Thor barged in the young prince’s room unannounced grinning from ear to ear. The moment his eyes fell on me, he stopped. My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I lowered my eyes. 'I thought I told you to get some wine Ross.’ With those words, I almost ran out of the chamber.
Loki POV
I watched as Ross almost ran out of the door in haste of getting away. I was mesmerized with her beauty and simplicity. She was so beautiful with her dark brown hair, brown eyes and milky skin. She was dressed so simple, as a servant should be. But many servants at the palace dressed rather provocatively, to catch attention of warriors, soldiers or me and Thor, if they were lucky.
But the moment, I laid my eyes on her, I wanted her. And, from the looks of Thor, I have some competition. 'I want her’ we both declared at the same time. I looked at Thor through narrowed eyes as his face showed amusement. 'She is MY servant Thor.’ I told him. He chuckled 'Yes brother. But she will by in my bed.’
With that he left. 'We will see brother.’ I smirked. Over the next few days, I kept Ross busy with work. I ensured that she spent most of her time in my room doing something, even if it was not necessary. I made sure that she was away, far away, from Thor’s wandering eyes. I learned few things about Ross when I was in my chambers and she was doing some task.
She was an orphan. She was very intelligent and kind. And, she was happy with her life. She was beautiful inside out. A first, she was reluctant around me, which I expected considering my reputation. But, within few days, she almost lost her fear. She was opening up to me and I liked that. 'Good night my prince’ she said before leaving the chamber for the night.
Ross POV
I hurried out of prince’ Loki’s chambers to the servants’ quarters. While walking away from the royal chambers, I heard someone calling my name 'Ross’. I stopped and turned to look prince Thor walking towards me. Since the day, I have been assigned as a servant to prince Loki, prince Thor has never stopped following me. He would pop out of nowhere, especially during the nights as it was the only time, I was free of prince Loki’s duties.
'Yes my prince’ I asked once he was close. 'How was your day Ross?’ he asked me. Prince Thor was always nice. Always asking about my day or how I was. And, he always smiled unlike prince Loki, who just smirked. 'My day was good my prince. I was heading for my quarters.’ I told him while smiling slightly. 'Oh. I was just thinking if you wanted to take a walk with me in the gardens.’ prince Thor asked.
I was surprised at his request. Why would a prince want to take a walk with me, a servant? Before I could form a reply, there was another voice 'She is tired. Let her rest Thor’ Prince Loki suddenly appeared behind Thor looking rather angry. Then he directed his glare at me 'Go to your quarters Ross.’ he ordered. My eyes widened with his command. I turned on my heels and almost ran away from them.
Thor POV
I frowned looking at the retreating figure of Ross. 'What are you doing Thor?’ Loki asked in a harsh voice. 'What?’ I asked innocently. 'You know what. What you were trying to do? Lure her in the few hours when she was away from me. I told you she was mine.’ he hissed at me.
'You do not own her Loki. She is a servant. But she is free to make her choice.’ I told him. 'And what her choice will be? Hmm? Land in your bed and pleasure you?’ he hissed.
'If that is what she desires’ I grinned at him. Loki narrowed his eyes at me before smirking 'You know Thor, I get everything I want.’ 'But this one is mine brother.’ I told him as a matter of fact with a grin on my face.
'You are renowned for bedding the servants Thor. She knows better.’ he said. 'Like you are any better Loki.’ I argued. 'Yes. But I get to spend most of my day with her. And from now on, nights too.’ he smirked before walking back to his chambers.
It took me two days to finally realize what he meant. Loki gave Ross the room the next to his chamber so she could be near to him. She was spending her days working in his chamber rarely getting out and then sleeping in the next room. Now I had no opportunity to talk to her. So, I decided to just barge in.
And, that is what I did the next day. After breakfast, I decided to visit Loki in his chambers. I walked in without knocking to see Loki sitting in a chair reading while Ross cleaned his large collection of books. 'Brother. Ross.’ I addressed.
Ross POV
When prince Thor entered the chambers, I knew something was going to happen. After our encounter in the hallway, I gave it a lot of thought and came to conclusion that prince Thor just wanted to bed me. That was only reason why he was being nice to me. And, I believed that prince Loki wanted the same thing. Rumors about their 'adventures’ are very popular in servants’ quarters.
So, I decided to keep my distance from both of them, which was a bit difficult as I worked for one of the Asgardian princes. 'Thor. What are you doing here?’ prince Loki replied. 'I just wanted to see you. You have been spending lots of your time in your chambers lately.’ Prince Thor replied.
Before prince loki could say anything, prince Thor sat on the opposite chair, grinning. 'Ross. How are you? I have not seen you in days? What have you been doing?’ he asked me next. Before I could answer, prince Loki said 'I thought you were here for me Thor.’
'I am brother. I just wanted to know about Ross too. I am thinking about talking to mother.’ prince Thor said. 'Talk about what?’ the younger prince asked. 'As you have praised Ross’s work so much, I am thinking about making her my servant. I will talk to mother about it. She will arrange that.’ prince Thor said.
Prince Loki’s jaw was clenched tight. He out right glared at his brother who was now smiling smugly. 'I will not let that happen. Ross will stay in my service. FOREVER.’ he almost snarled. 'Oh do not get angry brother. Why don’t we leave the decision to mother?’ prince Thor said before winking at me. 'I think you should leave Thor.’
Loki growled out. 'Yeah. You are right Loki. I should go talk to mother about it.’ With that, prince Thor stood up and left, grinning all the while. 'Ross. You are relieved of your duties for the day. Go to your room and stay there.’ prince Loki ground out.
I spend the next few hours in a slight daze. What was this all about? Why both princes were fighting over me? I am not worth it. I am just a servant. I thought over and over about it. It was getting quite late, but I could not sleep. It was not my intention to leave prince Loki’s services and go to prince Thor. No matter how good or charming prince Thor was, he was still a womanizer. And, I wanted to be more than that.
I knew that prince Loki was the same. But, he held a special place in my heart. I knew it was foolish to fall in love with him, any of them. But I was foolish and young. I had grown closer to Loki. He is different than what he represents himself as in public.
It was quite late when the thought occurred to me. What if Loki agrees to give me to Thor? I almost ran to his chambers, to beg him not to let me go. I opened the door in haste forgetting to knock or even make a noise. I entered the chambers soundlessly, but there were sounds. I froze when I heard a groan.
I whipped my head up to see prince Loki laid on the bed, naked, with his right hand around his erection pumping up and down. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I was frozen and mesmerized. I gasped loud when I heard it 'r…Ross’ from prince Loki’s mouth. He was getting pleasure while imagining me.
With my gasp, prince Loki’s eyes snapped open and connected to mine. For a few moments, he looked dazed. Then he smirked and whispered in his silk like voice 'Ross. Come here.’ I felt my feet moving. I had no control over my mind.
Soon, I stood near the bed still looking in the eyes of prince Loki.
'Be a good servant and KNEEL.’ his words were sin.
So, what you guys think, tell me. TELL ME. I am sorry if you imagined it to be different. But, in my stories, Loki always gets the girl. And, tell me if you want me to turn it into a lemon. Next part of course.
Hi! I was just wondering if I could ask for a list of your favorite Loki stories, like maybe a top 10 or something? I'm new to this blog and I want a list to start with (or maybe leave for last). Thank you :D
Oh gosh, I’m going to be really rude and plug my own writings xD You can find them here. I think the Professor Loki stuff is the best. I haven’t read any Loki fics in ages, so these few are the ones that really stick out in my mind. Sorry it’s not longer. Followers feel free to add more in the comments!
Who Called Security? (Anything by icybluepenguin is great)
The Warrior
How the Light Gets in (this one is angsty)
Found What You Needed? (Anything by Lia C is also great)
A/N: This is the second installment of the lemon I wrote named ‘Use Me Loki’. It is a smut too. Thank you for liking the first installment of my story. Again I do not own anything. Please ignore my spelling and grammar mistakes. English is not my first language. Enjoy.
‘Now its my turn darling. THREE TIMES’ Loki smirked at me.
I gulped finding the lust in his eyes and predatory look on his face. I was still a little breathless from my last release straddling Loki while he was still hard inside of me.
‘Turn around darling’ he instructed. I moved accordingly and hissed when Loki’s member slid out of me. Soon, I found myself straddling on his crotch again, this time, with my back to his front. 'Umm. You look ravishing.’ he groaned from his place on the bed. His hands glided on my back and ass teasingly. He was killing me with anticipation. Climaxing three times in one night should be enough for me.
And, here I was, wanting more, more of the dark haired young prince even after the endless pleasure he has given me tonight and in the last few months. I moaned again when his hands moved on my ass cheek again. His hands pushed me up and I moved upwards on my knees. Loki aligned his member with my entrance and slowly, I lowered myself on him.
Once fully lodged inside of me, Loki grunted and I moaned loud. I started to move up and down, gaining speed with each time I came down. Suddenly Loki sat up in the bed and stopped me. His hands went around me and mine clutched at his hands. I whined in protest but he cooed 'sshhh. I got you. Remember. This is my turn for pleasure.’ he whispered in my ear seductively. ’ Loki please’ I begged.
'Do you know what pleasures me?’ he asked. I eagerly nodded in reply, hoping that he would move and start thrusting or at least allow me to move. But, he just chuckled in my ear, nipping at the earlobe slightly. How can he be in so control when I am literally begging for release?
'You think you know but you do not. I have taught you a lot in the past few months. I taught you everything I liked in bed. All the techniques, movements, methods, words and much more. But I never told you what pleasures me the most.’ He again whispered in my ear. I was confused and aroused at the same time. And, I was getting angry by the moment. Why won’t he move? 'Do you want to know my pleasure number one? Hmm?’ he asked dragging the word pleasure.
I nodded again in haste waiting for his response. 'Seeing my marks, my claim on you pleasures me.’ he grunted in my ear as my eyes flew open. With that, Loki started to kiss my shoulder blade. His kisses grew hungrier and soon he was nipping and lightly biting at my shoulder. I moaned as he claimed me with his mouth. His hands on my waist went to my breasts as he started to rub them. I moaned loud again and with each moan or noise, his movements became rougher.
His nips on my shoulders and neck, his hands on my breast, everything was rough. Loki was losing control. I liked when he lost control. With each suck, nip and bite, I knew he was leaving his marks on me, claiming me. But, he won’t move or let me move to get some friction on my center. When I tried to slide my hands lower towards my clit, his hands harshly stopped me. 'Bring your hands back. Hold on to me.’ he ordered.
My hands immediately moved and went to his neck. I was arching, thrusting my breasts into loki’s hands while clutching his inky hair. 'Loki’ I groaned while he continued to claim me with his lips and hands. When he was satisfied with his claiming, his hand glided to my back, forcing me on my hands and knees. Thankfully, his bed was large enough to accommodate to our sexual escapades. We moved a lot as my prince liked to change positions often.
Once I was on my knees and hands, I waited for Loki to thrust inside me and fuck me to exhaustion, but he stopped altogether. What is he doing? When the waiting became too much, I tried to turn my head and look at him but he warned me 'Do not turn or you will regret it. Patience my dear. I am just admiring my hard work.’
And, in the next second, he thrust his hard cock inside of me without warning and taking my breath away. I almost screamed with pleasure and loki grunted loudly. He started to pound me without losing a moment not giving me the time to recover at all. 'Loki Loki Loki’ I chanted as he thrust will all his might groaning loudly. I could hear a few words like so tight and mine along with my name in between his groaning.
My breathing grew heavier and moaning turned into screaming. Loki did not stop even for a second, only went faster. I was close, so close. The coil threatened to snap with each thrust. I was almost there, clutching Loki’s green mattress with all my might screaming my pleasure. My release was coming fast and I was enjoying every moment of it. And, then he stopped. He fucking stopped.
I groaned so loud, I thought I was going to die if I did not come in the next moment. I was so close when he stopped. But Loki ignored all my protests and slide out of me. 'Loki?’ I tried to ask him but he moved out of the bed. What is he doing? He then manhandled me into a new position. I found myself laying on the bed again, this time my feet dangling from the bed towards the floor. Loki stood near the edge as he dragged me to the edge too.
As soon I was in the perfect angle, he thrust in me again. He started slow as if to tease me, taunt me that he did not allow me release, that he was in charge, which he was. Still, his thrusts were powerful and pleasurable. 'Faster’ I moaned and thankfully he complied. He went faster with each thrust. Again I was chasing the release that Loki denied me. It did not take me long to get there again.
Just as I was about to come, Loki stopped again and slide out of me. Oh god. Why was he torturing me like this? 'Loki’ I whimpered. I was about to cry. He leaned forward and kissed me slowly. 'My turn remember’ he whispered against my lips while I struggled to stop my tears of frustration. This was his punishment. I was sure he was punishing me for being late today.
Loki placed his hands on my waist and encouraged me to sit up. Then he picked me up, my hands went around his neck and legs around his waist. His lips claimed mine in a passionate kiss while he moved around his room. I had no idea where he was going and I did not care a bit. He was a god and I trusted him.
Soon my back hit a wall. Loki crushed me between his body and the wall with his lips attached to mine. Then he started to ground his erection on my sensitive clit, teasing me again. He teased me over and over grinding into me until I begged him to fuck me. Only then he slide his member in my heat. This time, his thrusts were even faster. He pounded me into the wall, with his lips covering my neck in little nips and bites.
He thrust in me over and over and with each thrust, I went higher and higher. And he did not stop this time. Finally, I saw the light. When I came, I thought I was going to die of heart failure. My release was so strong that I saw stars, my eyes rolled back and I screamed loud enough for all the Asgard to hear.
Within moments, Loki’s thrusts became erratic and he came too, with a loud groan. When I came back from my high, Loki’s head was on my shoulder and he was breathing heavily in my ear. 'Two more’ he said after a while and I shuddered.
He took a few moments to gather himself while clutching my hips breathing heavily. After a while, he took a step back and lowered my legs to the floor. My legs felt wobbly, so I leaned on Loki for support. 'We need to clean up’ Loki declared, dragging me to the bathroom with him. With a flick of his hand, his massive bathtub was filled with hot scented water.
He kept my hand in his and helped me getting into the hot water. Then he also stepped in the bathtub and sat in, with his back leaning on the edge for support. I sat between his legs as usual, with my back to him, sighing with comfort that hot water brought. Loki occasionally glided his hands on my body, rubbing and teasing, cleaning invisible dirt or whatever he saw on my skin.
I moaned lightly each time his hands touched me as I felt him getting hard on my back. He started to kiss my shoulder and neck increasing my lust for him. He brought his lips to my ear and whispered 'Pleasure number two’. 'What you want me to do Loki?’ I asked breathing heavily.
'Suck me,’ he ordered. With another flick of his hand, hot water vanished from the big tub, leaving us soaked. I turned and leaned down kissing Loki’s hard member. He hissed with my first kiss but then groaned loud as I started to slowly suck his hard cock. He liked watching me on my knees pleasuring him with my mouth. He had taught me everything he liked and I used all that training to pleasure him.
I used my teeth to slightly nip at his member just as he liked. I tried to take him deeper just as he preferred. His hands were in my hair holding my head and controlling the pace I was going at, just as he liked to be sucked. His groans and grunts became louder with each moment and soon, I saw all the signs that indicated Loki was about to come. I increased my efforts, eager to please him.
With a harsh yank at my hair, he stopped me. 'On the bed. NOW.’ Loki growled at me. I was confused and shocked that he stopped me from pleasuring him. Did I do something wrong? But the look in his eyes had me moving fast. I almost tripped in my haste to get to the bed. Loki followed me staying close. On bed, he pushed me gently to lay on my back as he hovered above me.
He intertwined my hands with his and brought both of our hands above my head. In the next second, I felt something going around my wrists, holding them above me. It was one of his scarves that tied my hand to the headboard. Then Loki sat up on his knees and moved my legs apart. Magic poured out of his hands and more of his scarves secured my legs to the bed apart from each other.
Now I was spread open for him on his bed with him staring at me hungrily. He groaned loud before speaking 'This is my pleasure number two. Seeing you on my mercy. I like having you on my mercy. I like how you respond to me, how you comply my every command. On the Midgard, they would call it being a control freak. But I like being in control of you. I like how I can have you and no one else can, how I can pleasure you till you pass out or deny you till you cry from desperation. I love every moment of it’.
With each word, my breath grew heavier. He smirked at my flushed state before showing me his magic again, this time conjuring a new scarf. He secured it around my head as a blindfold, taking my sight. 'I can do anything I want. It is still my turn I believe.’ he whispered in my ear suddenly. I did not even hear him move.
A cold hand on my neck jolted me. The young prince was always slightly cold, colder than other people, but he always felt warm during sex. But this time, his touch was colder than any other time I have touched him. It did not take me long to figure it out that he was in his Jotun form. Oh God. He never did that before.
His cold fingers moved from my neck to my breasts. He teased my nipples making them hard with the cold of his fingers but the temperature of my body increased. But he did not stay there for long. He glided his fingers over my stomach and to my heated center. He hovered his fingers above my clit teasing me increasing my anticipation.
I almost screeched when his cold fingers first touched my clit rubbing slightly. He then drove one finger inside me leading my senses into overdrive. His finger was cold as ice and it contrasted against my heat taking my breath away. Loki never gave me the time to adjust to the cold as he started to move his finger inside me. One became two and then three. Three of his cold fingers thrusting inside of me, making me writhe on his bed with lust.
It was too much, the cold of his hand and hot of my body, it was driving me crazy. 'Lok….ki… please… please’ I begged him but he did not stop. I was tied to the bed, spread open, blindfolded and Loki’s cold fingers were making me lose control of everything.
Before I knew, Loki’s fingers disappeared and his large member filled me in a hard thrust. I screamed feeling his hard cock filling me completely. I noticed that his hard member was cold too, just like his fingers. Right from his first thrust, he started to pound in me.
The stark contrast of my heat and his cold body was taking me to new highs. My orgasm quietly sneaked up on me before I knew what was happening. I let out a hoarse scream declaring my release as Loki continued to pound me into the bed. His hard thrusts threw me straight into the second orgasm as I writhed beneath him.
After a few moments, I felt Loki stiffen and release inside of me. Only after spending every last bit of him inside me, he slide out and fell besides me on the bed. 'You always grip me so good when you release this hard. Makes me lose control.’ he declared after a while. I blushed as I turned to his now Aesir form scooting closer to him. 'I hope you are not forgetting my dear that I still have one more chance to pleasure.’ he smirked at me.
'What is it? Your third pleasure?’ I asked somewhat timidly yet aroused. Loki smirked at me evilly before leaning in to kiss my lips. He gave me a gentle kiss, but I knew him. He was trying to lure me into relaxing before he shocked me. He always did that. But just like every other time, I again fell for his loving and hot kiss forgetting everything else.
After kissing me and wiping every other thought from my mind, he said 'let me show you’. He hovered above me still kissing me and settling between my open legs. My hands were in his beautiful inky hair pulling Loki closer. He moved to my neck from my lips leaving me gasping. His kisses, nips and bites continued from my neck to my breasts where he closed his mouth around my right nipple while his hand fondled the other.
I moaned louder with each moment and arched encouraging him. I was enjoying the sensation of Loki’s mouth around my nipple when he suddenly flipped us over, with me on top this time, straddling him. I was a bit startled but arousal wiped any shock from my mind when Loki ground my core on his hard cock. I threw my head back and groaned while he hissed.
He lifted me up and aligned his member with my center. Slowly slowly he lowered me on him. No matter how aroused he was, he never gave up on teasing me. Only when I was filled completely, my ass brushing his crotch, he let out a loud moan. And then, everything started to become cold. From his hands on my waist to his hips under me and his member inside me, everything became cold. My shocked eyes met his red ones.
He was again in his Jotun form. Looks like he liked to fuck me in his natural form. 'Loki’ I moaned looking into his ruby red eyes glowing back at me with lust dancing in them. Everything about his Jotun form screamed danger, but I loved it. Loki was quite terrifying in his Aesir form too, but he would never hurt me. I trusted him regardless of his form.
I tried to move, tried to ride him, to give him the pleasure and claim mine too. But he held my hips in his tight grasp, refusing to let me move. I whined at him trying to understand what he wanted. But all I saw was a smirk.
I screamed loud when I felt a warm hand on my back. It startled me to feel someone else in the room when I was with Loki. I turned to look and there he was. Loki in his Aesir form. I knew about his magic and his ability to make clones of himself. But it was the first time when I was seeing this from my own eyes.
It was startling and shocking to have two Lokis in the same room, much less in the same bed. With that thought, it registered in my mind. There are two Lokis in bed with me? What he has planned? Whatever it is, it is going to be explosive. I just knew it. I turned to look at the real Loki, in his Jotun form who smirked at me before saying 'It pleasures me greatly to see both of your entrances filled.’ I gasped loud grasping the information. 'Unfortunately I have seen it only in my imagination. But tonight, I plan to change that.’
With that, the Aesir Loki behind me pushed me slightly forward, making my ass stick out. I knew what he was going to do as Loki had done it before. He has claimed both of my entrances but never at the same time. Even when I knew what was coming, my anticipation grew and I still whimpered with the first brush of a warm and hard cock on my ass.
Loki behind me aligned himself with my other entrance and slowly started to push in. It was still a bit uncomfortable and with loki buried deep in my center, I was stretched to the fullest. Jotun loki distracted me by claiming my lips in a bruising kiss. I still felt the hard member pushing inside my other entrance and when it was buried completely inside me, I broke the kiss and groaned loud.
'Are you alright darling?’ both of them asked at the same time. I just nodded before whimpering. 'Move. Pl…ease’ my voice broke. The mix of pleasure and slight pain was too much. With my words, they started to move. One retreated while other thrust in. It was a perfect rhythm, a sensation beyond words to describe, a pleasure I never felt before. I was beyond making sensible sentences or even words. All I could was moan and groan and soon, scream.
Both Lokis were grunting and groaning loud. My hips started to move trying to gain friction on my clit. One of my hands tangled in the hair of Aesir Loki while the other clutched Jotun Loki’s shoulder for support. In passion, I moved a bit forward taking Jotun Loki even deeper inside of me. He groaned and started to thrust faster changing the rhythm.
Soon they were both thrusting at the same time. Just with a few thrusts, I was lost in the sea of pleasure. I am sure I screamed loud. Both of them continued to thrust inside of me before they stiffened at the same time and released.
I was happy to see that I was still alive, not dead and in heaven when I came down from my high. Loki under me was breathing heavily now in aesir form with eyes closed. His clone was gone. When loki opened his eyes and connected his green ones with my brown eyes, he smiled. A genuine smile on loki’s face. I smiled softly at him leaning forward and kissing him.
'You are forgiven,’ he said against my lips. I chuckled and laid my head on his shoulder where his heart was beating fast. Sleep was consuming me but I tried to fight. 'Sleep. You need it.’ he kissed my head.
'I can’t. I have to go home before sunrise,’ I protested trying to get up. But he held me tighter. 'Sleep. I will handle everything.’ he ordered. And, I complied.
Next morning, when I woke up, I was in my room and in my bed at my family home with a slip of paper in my left hand. I opened it to see a message from loki.
'Do not be late again. Or there will be a punishment’.
———- The End ————-
If there are any mistakes, I am sorry for that. Let me know what you guys think of this second and last installment of Use Me Loki.
