whenever i see a baby in public i wish i were like a powerful faerie god mother character who could give the baby a gift like “you’ll never get a cold” or “math will always make sense to you” or something like bein’ great with string instruments but I don’t have any powers that I know of but it doesn’t stop me from trying so every time I see a baby in public I tell the adult with it “what a beautiful baby” and it makes them smile and then I pretend I can take the goodness of their smile and I look at the baby and I think very hard “you will have a good life, even if it’s hard, you will end up happy” and I’m just hopin’ the magic kicks in at some point
They use the second amendment as a reason to openly brandish guns for no reason other than "because I can". Think of all those times when people carried assault rifles on their routine shopping trips.
Then, when someone actually uses the second amendment for its intended purpose, to fight back against a tyrannical government, those same people complain.
He’s actually bitterly amused by Odin’s outrageous hypocrisy, since HE’S the tyrannic conquerer, while Loki’s “crimes” on the other hand are a) a mere flyspeck in the grand scheme of things and b) nothing Odin himself or his golden child Thor have done themselves again and again. Talking about projection, man.
“Wherever you go…”? His destructive rampage began two years ago and harmed two realms, one of which you were actively at war with. Before that, he was the voice fo reason, the good son, the suck-up, the strategist, always willing to step up or help out. What do you mean, “wherever you go…”?
Ohhhh, how moral Odin is, condemning Loki’s behaviour! How upstanding! We could never question him, now could we? Odin is a coward who feigns and faints his way out of taking an inch of responsibility for anything that he has ever done. Loki is being hypocritically judged by a man with 10x more blood on his hands.
you can never go back. this is your one life. you had a bad childhood and that's it. you lost your teen years to mental illness and that's it. you're miserable in your 20s and that's it. you just go forward
Summary: Perhaps snooping in Loki's room wasn't the best idea
Rating: DARK ELEMENTS AHEAD
Note: I didn't intend on this being dark dark but.. usually when i get the writing flow, i tend to see what happens..
Curiosity kills cats.
Does that stop you? No. because Loki wasn’t a cat.. There’d be no way in Hel he’d actually kill you for being curious.. You just wanted a quick peak.
Who wouldn't want to see the most private sanctions of the god of mischief?
Still, your hand shook as it pushed open the heavy door of his chambers, half expecting it to look like everyone else’s in the tower, half expecting it not to be.. Loki wasn’t like the others.
Okay.. you were known to be a snoop, curious, too curious and to some they stood amused with your desire to seek out, but many scolded for lack of privacy. What were you supposed to do? You were under house arrest for a mission gone wrong- although you've argued that it wasn't your fault. Around the same time, Loki’s house arrest amongst the tower had been lifted and although yours was temporary as well, he often joked that he was your replacement.
He’d join the team on missions, under strict watch still, but freedom from this building nevertheless. His magic was useful, probably being the main reason why they had brought him along since they would be missing you for awhile, and you couldn't help but hate him for it. Well.. hate was a strong word, his teasing definitely wound you up into several arguments, but in the end his teasing would then leave you blushing, knowing exactly how to get under a woman’s skin.. Your skin.
Honestly what made him special anyway.. He thought he could replace you, he can sure as Hel try- but there was no way you were going to sit back to watch it happen until you finally were free. What if.. When you were released, they’d like him better and cast you aside? What made him so special? Magic, that was all?? This is exactly why you wanted to find out..
Okay so curiosity with also a motive.
You didn't expect much. You knew a bit of his Asgardian history to perhaps find a few weapons here and there, books galore since he so often brought them into the living room half the time.. Maybe even a magic mirror. Doubtful.. But there had to be some indication of why SHIELD decided to give this criminal a chance and have him fill in YOUR shoes.
You squinted into the dark room, casting one last glance over your shoulder to make sure you weren't caught before you slipped inside and shut the door. You’d have to let your eyes adjust, you couldn't risk turning on a light and having someone see it from under the door when they knew Loki was away right now.
Immediately you were met with the scent of him. It was strong enough where you almost thought he was in there with you, but you saw no signs of life. It almost had a pine and masculinity smell that you almost- dare you say- found alluring where you purposefully inhaled a bit more deeply.
Loki was always the spitting image of a sex god. As annoying as he could be, you’d be a fool to not agree with him being handsome. He knew how to flirt, but you knew his words were just to tease.. There was no way he had any interest in you. Still, if you allowed yourself to be truthful, you often.. deep down.. Enjoyed your little bickering with him.
Your eyes began to adjust, looking around the room to find what you kinda expected. The bed was against the wall, in the center across the way. On one side there was an enormous bookshelf that reached floor to ceiling. On the other side, there was a dresser with a large mirror at the top and a few bottles right in front of it. You wondered if that's where the scent primarily came from, perhaps bottles of cologne or something.
You slowly walked over, noticing how he had another small room in the corner leading to the bathroom. You wondered what shampoo he used. Gods most people would probably find you a creep.. But it's not every day you get to know what the god surrounded himself with in solitude. Especially when this god seemed so reserved around people, it sparked your interest even more to find out what secrets he might be hiding.
You had to move slowly so as to not bump into anything but your extended hand found the edge of the dresser and you stopped. Picking up the bottle, you looked it over and furrowed your brows. It didn't give off the scent that was in the room and the wording on the label definitely wasn't from earth. Was this perhaps potions? Did Loki even use potions? You always saw and figured he did everything through his mind power or whatever.. Maybe this was some type of medicine when he couldn't quite have enough strength to heal himself.. No.. most people would keep it in the bathroom or something..
Yet Loki wasn't most people.
Setting down the bottle, your hands ventured downward to his drawers, biting your bottom lip and pulling one open as quietly as you could. Clothes. Your fingers ran across his shirts, feeling the softness of the fabric and dare you admit you thought of what his chest would feel like with only this between you. Dipping your head down, you even inhaled deeply and your eyes fluttered at more of the scent he had. Gods the man knew how to take care of himself.. But that still didn't answer any questions.
Moving onto the next drawer, you wondered when you’d get perhaps to the weapons or battle gear. Surely the man couldn't conjure everything out of thin air, and he had to put his armor somewhere.. But what you saw in the second drawer had your hands retracting immediately with a gasp.
Although metal as you expected, it wasn't weapons the drawer contained. Amongst other materials, you noticed what looked like cuffs, long leather stick-like things, even a few silicone, lengthy objects you couldn't quite make out in the total darkness.
You weren't a prude to sex, let alone what they had in the back of a Spencers. Yet there was no way this was what you thought it was.. Right? Who in the tower was this man fucking? You never even saw him bring home anyone- the man JUST got off of house arrest.. You felt dirty even touching it while you stared down at the dark stash with your palms up in a surrender position. It looked like it.. And didnt.. You weren't sure.. Only putting on a light would help-
Suddenly you heard voices coming from down the halls, men’s voices and your body and mind immediately began to panic. Oh gods.. Oh gods oh gods! They weren't supposed to be back this soon! You can’t finish a mission that fast.. You mentally cursed at the thought of Loki having better speed to.. But you knew you had to be faster in this moment if he was indeed back.
Your eyes moved around quickly, heart racing while you contemplated on what to do and your hand slammed closed the drawer. You couldn't go to the bathroom- Loki most likely will go straight there to shower from wherever he had been. Yeah.. that was your chance to slip away while he was bathing. Diving onto your stomach like a fool, you army crawled it quickly under his bed just as his door had opened.
Your hand moved to your mouth, eyes wide in the dark and hardly being able to see anything while you willed yourself to stay still and quiet. There was a bit of sound in the room. Shuffling and footsteps and you hoped to gods he was alone. If he had company over, it makes your escape longer.. But.. Loki never really hung out with anyone.. To your knowledge.
Furrowing your brows, your curiosity began to creep over your skin in that familiar annoyance to want to find out. Your life was on the line so you squeezed your eyes shut tight to try to will the feeling away but the more sound you could hear, the more you began to panic and wonder.
You could hear the door being closed, the shuffling of feet, maybe two pairs and the rustling of clothing. That made you squeeze your eyes even tighter at the thought of possibly seeing Loki naked. The mental idea made your heart race and your stomach twist. Kinda like a rollercoaster, where there was that excited fear but you still wanted to do it. Gods you were a creep..
The sound of fabric could be heard hitting the ground, along with a few heavy items hitting the carpet before you heard his deep breathing of movement. It almost sounded like the sounds one would make if they were doing push ups, drawing in sharp breaths before huffing out in a kind of sexy tone sort of way. You knew there was no way Loki would be doing push ups right now so the sounds interested you a bit more, and made your skin crawl.
The sounds he made definitely began sounding sexual, almost out of breath sounds before little moans would follow. Your eyes peaked open to try to see beyond from under the bed but you were just met with shadows and darkness. The sound of fabric began to change, almost like the sound of friction of skin being hit and run across. perhaps .. there.. was another person there?
Your teeth caught your bottom lip, hating how your imagination alone began to sync with the sounds you heard to the point where you felt a little horny. This couldn't be happening.. Were you literally stuck there when- who knows what was happening and for how long while everything seemed borderline sexual?
The footsteps began to get closer and you slightly scooted back more out of sight, fingers digging into the carpet below you nervously while you held your breath. You prayed you wouldn't get caught, you definitely didn't underestimate his god abilities but it’s not like he had the instincts of an animal to smell you.. Before you'd know it, he’d head off to the shower and you could run off from this panicked nightmare.
Suddenly there was a weight on the mattress and it made it sink, pressing a bit on top of your head to make you lower it so your chin was now to the carpet. No.. nonono- he wasn't going to sleep right? You closed your eyes and tried not to move your head as the weight from the mattress shifted and almost pinned you if you hadn't turned your head to give you more space, now cheek to carpet.
His deep breaths began to get sharper, holding it for a few seconds before he would pant. There was also some sort of rustling and movement and the more you heard, the wider your eyes would get. Was.. was he mastrabating?
‘’Oh fuck…’’ he whispered and your heart jumped when you heard Loki moan.
Your cheeks heated up red and his voice seemed to caress your hearing as if it were silk. His moans were the hottest sounds you had ever heard and you shivered when you felt yourself grow wet.
‘’Gods.. Oh...’’ he moaned, coming out more like a groan as the mattress continued to shift and bounce now and again, you guessing perhaps he was bucking his hips.
Your teeth bite into your bottom lip, feeling the pressure build while the weight of the mattress would now and again press you down more into the floor- the bouncing effect making your clit press down and up with almost a rhythm. You swallowed down a whine, hating and loving to be here but you needed to leave. Maybe if he’d finish, he’d fall asleep and you’d have your chance then? Your eyes fluttered forward to the door, drawing in a deep breath to calm yourself before Loki moaned once more.
‘’Gods Y/N…’’
Your name had the hair on the back of your neck standing while your whole body tensed. There’s.. There’s no way he just moaned out your-
A hand grabbed your ankle and you found your whole body being yerked and yanked in one smooth motion out from under the bed and slid to the open part of the room. Your scream cut off to find Loki standing above you, arms crossed and a hard to reach expression while you stared at him from on your back- upside down.
‘’Pray tell how you find yourself in my chambers darling?” he smirked, enjoying the ‘oh shit’ expression all over your face while you still didn't have the bravery to move.
‘’I.. Thought i lost something and- … did you actually moan out my-’’
‘’Whatever you heard darling, was just a fragment of your imagination.’’ Loki rolled his eyes and waved a hand, gesturing for you to get up in which you did, quickly and dusted yourself off with lack of knowing what to do.
‘’Righttt.. So.. imma just.. Yeah..’’ you said tightly, feeling the uncomfortable feeling begin to wash over you with red cheeks, especially seeing the amusement dance on the god of mischief’s face as you inched your way to the door. ‘’Sorry..’’ you offered at least before opening his bedroom door, immediately jumping back to find yourself staring at what looked like a mirror in which you came.
In other words.. It looked like you had a different person’s perspective, staring into another room which had Loki in his same position and you at another door, looking out. You immediately left woozy at the optical illusion(?), taking a hesitant step back before closing the door, looking over your shoulder at Loki in fear. ‘’Wha-’’
‘’You are currently under the influence of a particular spell darling. It's to ensure intruders don’t leave until I return so that I may properly deal with them. Though, I never quite expected to find you in my bedroom of all people.’’ Loki’s warning tone quickly evolved to amusement as he moved his hands to clasp behind his back, taking a step towards you. ‘’Would you mind telling me why that is?”
You took a step back from him, your back pressing to the bedroom door while you drew in a deep breath to calm yourself. That must have been the strong scent you had smelled everywhere- the god used frickin drugs as a home security system?? ‘’Like I said.. I lost-’’
‘’Attempt to lie to me again darling and you’ll find yourself quite unable to leave my room properly.’’ he warned, a hand having come up to slam beside your head, cutting off your words to threaten you and quickly earning a blush on your cheeks. ‘’..because of the spell.. I mean..’’ he smirked, seeming to have read your dirty mind where you quickly looked away from him.
‘’So.. What I heard.. Wasn’t really what you-’’
‘’Oh it was indeed real darling, I assure you.’’ Loki smirked, his thumb and pointing finger taking hold of your chin before turning you to look at him. ‘’The ‘fragments of your imagination’ I was referring to was that I did not indeed decloth myself like you had heard. Magic can come in handy for that, everything else as you can guess, was indeed how it was.’’
Your brows furrowed as you tried to slow down your heart, this close contact making you shiver for way too many reasons while the god of mischief, still clothed in all his leather, armor and glory, stared at you as if he was trying to read your mind.
Could he?
‘’I’m afraid i don’t understand..’’ you said quietly, knowing that whatever was going on behind the door was because of the spell. Knowing that apparently hearing all those clothes being stripped off was also a part of the spell. So.. what indeed was real was him moaning out your name? Why?
‘’Are you sure you wish to find out darling?’’ he challenged, his eyes a dark gaze you’ve never quite seen on him before. This man was all but a tease, winding you up and sometimes cruel when he spoke to others.. A recovering criminal as you’ve so often had to remind yourself. The god before you now though.. Was this how he was in his sanctuary?
You drew in a breath and moved your face out of his grasp before looking back at him with narrowed eyes. Remember.. This man was trying to replace you.. ‘’If it’s involving me, i should have every right to know.’’ you warned sharply, not exactly sure where this bravery was coming from, but you were a little offended when he chuckled at your response.
‘’Very well darling, allow me to show you what you missed,’’ he smirked, taking a step to the side so you could see behind him towards the bed before he waved his free hand over to it.
In his common bright, green light, danced shapes before they took form into something that had your eyes widening with your mouth a gap. On the bed you had literally just been under, was Loki. On his back, clothes on still like he was now with his eyes raised to the ceiling and his hand gripping onto the hip of a naked woman. The woman sat straddling him, his cock very much buried within the deepest depths of her while her hands gripped at his armored chest and bounced. The only reason why you couldn’t hear her sound was because Loki’s free hand had two of his slender fingers deep into her mouth, pressing down onto her tongue and muffling her moans. His, however, was very much familiar.
‘’Oh fuck.. Gods… oh.. Gods Y/N…’’ he moaned out and your body struggled to snap out of it.
The woman on top of him was you.
‘’This.. I’m not.. Why are you..’’ you struggled out, hands flat at the wooden door behind you and searching for the doorknob, pausing when you remembered you also couldn't exit properly. ‘’This is-’’
‘’Appropriate darling, I assure you. All parties of legal consent.’’ he smirked, looking back at you with sly amusement and pretending he couldn't hear the moaning from behind him.
‘’L-legal?? I never- this is fucking identity theft-’’ you squeeked out, using a hand to cover the scene in front of you while Loki continued to lean his weight on the hand beside your head still.
‘’It is but an illusion darling, solidified just enough to be pleasing to my needs. And from the looks of it,’’ he noted and looked back at the scene with a smile, as if pleased at the performance. ‘’I’d say everyone is happy.’’
‘’I’m not!” you gasped, eyes moving to his the second his head snapped back to you.
‘’You’re not?”
‘’No!” you tried not to whine, body shaking and hating how much you were realizing how wet you were becoming again.
‘’Why not?” he smirked, the challenge had you tense and blink at him.
‘’Because it’s.. I’m.. your- they..’’ you struggled to find the words while you felt Loki’s slender hand suddenly take hold of yours, pulling it down to his side to reveal the scene before you again.
It was almost mesmerizing, your eyes wide at the lewd act before you yet also something about it making it hard to stop watching. You hardly realized Loki was leaning down, his body significantly closer until you shivered at the feeling of his lips brushing up against your earlobe. ‘’Maybe perhaps.. It’s because they are indulging in something you absolutely crave for..’’
Your eyes fluttered, trying to look away, to look at him while your breathing began to get more shallow. Loki’s hand gently pulled you to take a step forward, your back leaving the door while your legs felt stiff. This.. couldn’t be right.. Right? The two of them together.. Indulging.. Looking so lost.. So.. happy.. You hardly realized Loki had stepped back to stand behind you, his own body acting as the wood you had leaned against but now you were, in a way, much more comfortable in his warmth and steady breathing making you lean forward and back.
‘’..why me?” you whispered out, not knowing if it were the effects of the drugs or perhaps you were rediscovering thoughts and feelings that have been buried deep down.
‘’Because Y/N,’’ Loki whispered, a hand coming up to gently cup your jaw, ensuring you keep on watching while the other hand stroked your side in an almost lulling rhythm. ‘’You are by far the only creature on this god forsaken planet I've actually grown accustomed to caring for.. I may not be so obvious about my attractions.. But I assure you Y/N..’’ he moved your face to the side to meet his, his eyes piercing yours with truth you couldn't deny. ‘’They're there.’’
‘’..how long has this been going on?” you asked, biting your bottom lip as you searched his gentle features, feeling how his thumb gently stroked your bottom lip before your face was turned to gaze on at the sight again.
‘’Too long darling.. Once the wanting became unbearable..’’ he whispered before you felt his other hand slowly slide from your side and glide to your front, his fingers playing with the buttons of your pants while your own hand came to rest on his wrist, no strength intending him to stop.
‘’Why didn't you tell me?” you asked, watching how the Loki on the bed moved his hand from ‘your’ hip to move right in between your legs, using his thumb to brush against your clit in feather light touches, just enough to hear your clone’s voice hitch and moan.
‘’The same reason why you haven't come forward with your own feelings.. But they're there.’’ You could hear the smile on his lips as he moved his fingers to prepare to undo your buttons. ‘’But it would seem we have no choice now in the matter.’’
Your eyes fluttered and you drew in a breath to help your voice not sound so shaky. ‘’What do you mean?”
‘’To rid of my protection spell, one must find release.’’ Loki said simply, feeling how your body shivered against him, seeming to have enjoyed that feeling enough to use his arm to push you closer against him. ‘’You may do it yourself, but since you can’t exactly leave my own as yet, I am willing to wager you’d much prefer me to do it for you..’’ his lips were at your ear now, waiting for you to inhale to speak before his teeth captured your earlobe.
Your eyes fell closed a moment, relishing in the feeling he was making you feel everywhere, something you hadn't felt in such a long time, nor not so strong. The mild grip he gave on your jaw served as a warning for you to open your eyes, widening them now to see what new position your clones have taken.
Loki was now on top, naked and now doing missionary to your more than willing clone. Your arms were above your head, head falling from side to side while each, thorough stroke made his pelvic drag against your clit with unrelenting stimulation. His forearms rested on either side of your head, drinking in the sight of you while his backline blessed your eyes with its full display, not to mention his ass.
The whole scene had you shivering, thighs pressing together while your mouth searched for words, almost moaning at the sight yourself. ‘’I..’’
‘’Let me help you Y/N.. what we share and what we have can be explored at another time.. Just let me help you..’’ Loki whispered, his voice seeming to caress you before you felt the tip of his tongue draw a line against your ear, making you shiver and almost buckle if his arm wasn’t quick to wrap around to hold you up.
‘’P..please..’’ you whispered, not knowing exactly what you were asking, but you suddenly felt Loki pull you back and now had you sitting in his lap. Where he got the chair, you didn't know. Nor did you care.
His knees were quick to hook to the inside of your knees, spreading and holding them apart before his arm tightened its hold around your waist to keep you flat against his chest and stomach. The armor gave a relieving cool to your warm skin and with each inhale from Loki, you could hear the leather stretch and fight against his muscles. Your own hands clutched onto his forearm, trusting him to anchor you while you also needed something for your nails to dig into by the tension continuing to build between your neglected clit.
Your claws didn't seem to bother Loki, though you could have sworn you had felt him chuckle against you before his free hand made its way back to the buttons of your pants. Without hesitation now, they were undone and parted, making you squirm in anticipation while you struggled to watch and feel.
Loki’s slender fingers dipped under your panties, almost taking his time to either tease you or savor what he’s long to feel for a very long time. Your hips even tried raising to try to meet him if his knees didn't keep their hold on keeping your legs open.
As soon as his fingertips found your swollen bud, a gasp left your lips while your head fell back onto his shoulder, immediately feeling his cheek press against yours in a nuzzling motion and a low hum from your throat.
‘’It would seem someone has been enjoying what they see after all..’’ he smirked, ghosting the tip of his nose against your skin before you began feeling his lips brush along your temple, cheek and jawline- any flesh within his reach while his fingertips continued to brush against you.
You were already hyper sensitive, and you knew you may not last long while you continued to gasp and squirm, feeling the fire spread through your limbs and the tingling within your stomach. You were desperate enough, you were surprised you didn't find yourself drooling when his fingertips continued to strum through your folds, just barely dipping into your entrance before going back up to your clit again.
Your visual stimulation continued to change, all the more riling your pleasure up on top of Loki’s touch. Loki’s illusion now had himself grasping your ankles, bringing them up to nearly bend you in half and deepen his thrusts to nearly send your clone screaming. Your wrists were now tied behind your back, practically a drooling, moaning mess while the sound of skin slapping filled the room.
‘’Go fuck yourself..’’ you heard your clone grind out and your own body nearly went stiff at the words.
Your eyes widened, almost choking out the words while Loki continued to tease the tip of his finger into your cunt, all the white rubbing the heel of his palm along your clit.
‘’I.. Thought you said they were both concentin-’’
‘’They are darling,’’ Loki cut you off, a smirk tugging at his lips while he watched the scene play out before you both, enjoying the feeling of your cunt trying to suck his digit in despite your startled state. ‘’Let me teach you.. Just watch..’’
‘’Go fuck yourself?” the illusion Loki grinned, his voice panting while his hair hung down to frame his face, watching how your chest bounced with each thrust he dragged in and out of you. ‘’Oh, would you prefer that?’’ his eyes darkened. ‘’Would you like to watch?”
‘’Because that can be arranged..’’ Loki’s voice could be heard on the other side of the bed, just at your clone’s head that tried to look up and see who had spoke before he fully came into view.
Another clone of Loki, just as naked and just as hard as the one on top of ‘you’ now stood beside the bed, leaning down to watch your face while his hands pressed flat against the mattress on either side of your head. ‘’No.. I think i may know something you’d find even more alluring to our little game..’’
Suddenly the clone seemed to morph, the bright green of Loki’s magic making it hard to see exactly what was happening until it faded. Now in his place, was a woman.. A woman with pale skin and raven hair. she was beautiful.. Breathtaking even with a slender figure and curves in all the right places. You began to squirm more in Loki’s lap, feeling his teasing digit now drawing circles within your cunt, pulling back just when he could feel that beginning buck of your hips.
‘’Ahh very interesting darling, we’ll have to explore more of your particular interests..’’ Loki cooed, adjusting you a little in his lap enough to have excess to your neck, beginning to drag his tongue along your flesh before beginning to suck.
‘’This.. I will- I mean.. She’ll be alright? Or..’’ your words stuttered out, having a hard time knowing which terms to use, let alone how to form complete sentences while Loki continued to tease and the clones continued to play.
‘’CNC darling..’’ Loki murmured against your skin, brushing his lips along your flesh as he spoke and raised his eyes to watch as well. ‘’Concentrual none concentual.. A state in which partners have free play, whether one seems like they don’t enjoy it or not but there is always a safe word if one wants the whole thing to stop..’’
Your brows furrowed, feeling the coil within yourself begin to tighten in arousal while you watched the woman Loki begin to climb the bed, her knees framing on either side of your head while the Loki fucking you(?) sat up, hips continuing to buck into you while the two of them faced each other. The whole thing seemed arousing yet at the same time.. Wrong.. You didn't exactly know what to feel, let alone watching yourself while others ravished your body.
Another shiver ran down your spine, yet with a feeling you couldn't exactly pin point when female Loki then sank her hips down, pressing her cunt against your clone’s face and pulling a pornagraphic moan from her throat. You could see your back arching, Loki throwing his head back as it seemed all your muscles began to tighten and spur his pace even faster.
Female Loki leaned back more, resting her weight on her palms behind her while she wiggled her hips to get comfortable, muffles being heard underneath her cunt and leaving you in a more confused state Loki seemed to keep pushing down from you.
‘’How.. How can a safe word be heard if I- i mean she.. Can’t speak?” you asked hesitantly, watching how Loki slowed his thrusts enough to match the rhythm of female Loki, moans and whines filling the room yet making it hard to distinguish who it was coming from.
‘’If a mouth is currently in use, one can make a motion instead.’’ Loki assured, his tongue then dragging all the way from your neck, to your earlobe and making you gasp and arch against him before your eyes fluttered.
You weren't sure how this safe word- motion would work while you saw how your clone’s hands were tied beneath them.. Your mouth opened to ask before you suddenly felt Loki push two fingers into your cunt, all the way to his second knuckle. You moaned and arched, feeling the initial sting not last very long as pleasure before to tighten and build even faster.
‘’That's it darling.. That’s it.. Just learn.. Feel.. accept..’’ he murmured against your skin, curling his digits as he pulled them out before pushing them back in, making sure the heel of his palm grinded into your swollen bud each time.
His pace seemed to match the clones, matching how the two seemed to use your body for their pleasure while moaning out your name now and again. Loki continued to slam his hips into you, a hand stabilizing your squirming body while his other hand moved to pleasure your clit. Female Loki had leaned forward, taking on a humping motion while now and again, looking over her shoulder as if she could watch you from underneath her sculpted behind. Her hands reached down and began fondling your breasts, her hips bucking a bit more erratically as it seemed she was getting closer to her own peak.
‘’Are you close my love? Do you want to cum with us?” Loki murmured in your ear, his hips rising and falling into you as you could feel his hard bulge while sitting in his lap.
You were panting, needing to cum while your eyes hardly left the scene unless they would flutter up to the ceiling before falling back down to the threesome. Your own hips began to buck into Loki’s hand when the two Loki’s before you began to lean forward and make out, making your teeth sink into your bottom lip.
‘’Please.. Fuck- please Loki i wanna cum..’’ you whined, panting as your nails clawed at his arm wrapped around your middle, keeping you in a lock while he continued to lick and nibble at that space between your shoulder and neck.
‘’Mmm how bad?” he seemed to coo, continuing to lightly bounce you in his lap as if you yourself were riding his cock with the others. His hand moved faster, having buried a third finger while taking on a grinding motion, keeping that continuous friction upon your clit, it was unbearable.
‘’Bad! So bad- please! Fuck i can’t- i need.. Loki please let me cum!”
You hardly cared if anyone was able to hear from outside.. If there was even an outside at this point with how the drug seemed to make you live in some type of mirror state. You didn't care.. You couldn't care! There was one priority right now and whether or not the clone of yourself now seemed to look like they were squirming and struggling, you needed to cum.
‘’Then cum darling..’’ Loki’s clone purred, sounding like he was right behind you before that coil in you snapped.
Your hips rammed forward with Loki’s thorough administrations before you began to see white. You squeezed our eyes shut just as your orgasm washed over you, crying out even as Loki’s fingers thrust into you deep and keeping them there as your walls convulsed. His palm pressed into your clit and your body began to shake. Through fluttering eye lids, you could see the clones before you crying out, female Loki seeming to buck and ride with her head fallen back on her shoulders while Loki in front of her held his hips deep and still with him gasping and head raised.
‘’Good girl.. Good fucking girl.. You’re much tighter than I imagined..’’ Loki whispered, seeming to nuzzle into your hair while you could feel him scissor his fingers in you just for the fun of it.
You twitched at the sensitivity, your eyes blinking slowly and feeling your skin tingle as the images in front of you began to get blurry. ‘’I.. I need… Loki..’’ you whispered, feeling his fingers slowly slide out of you and you nearly whimpered at the empty feeling before there was some wet, sucking noises behind you. Everything was going black, your body heavy while you felt Loki’s hand begin to leave your pants and his body began to sit up straight.
You leaned forward, eye lids heavy before you felt like you were falling, right into darkness and landing on nothing.
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Your eyes shot open and you gasped, almost for breath as you quickly slammed closed the drawer and making the bottles on top roll around on their sides.
Your head felt fuzzy and you blinked to clear your vision while you tried to collect yourself. You were clearly in Loki’s room but.. Was it all a dream? An illusion? You spun around and held your breath, looking for any signs of life within the dark room. Nothing.
Shaking your head, you ran over to the room, being quiet not even being what matters anymore and the aroma of him filled your senses with every step. Just as your hand reached for the door, the knob turned, and the door opened.
You froze in place, heart racing while your whole body stiffened. It be too late to run, to hide, to lie, even now as the door opened wider to reveal Loki, only taking half a second to recognize who stood before him, who stood in his room before that familiar smile tugged at his lips.
‘’And what brings my curious little flower to my chambers?” he asked coyly, curiosity almost a jingle in his voice while you tried to collect yourself.
‘’Nothing just.. Wrong room-’’ you tried, taking a step forward to walk around him before his hand slammed into the door frame, blocking your way.
‘’Oh darling,’’ he sighed, making your eyes slowly rise as his figure leaned down, almost nose to nose before that familiar look danced in his eyes.
Warnings: sentient!Yggdrasil (she's a sweetheart, I promise), banter, hurt/comfort, fluff, Frigga's worth-risking-the-multiverse honeycake, TVA friends mentioned, no beta
Wordcount: 2616
A/N: Happy birthday, Loki, we're breaking you outta the tree.
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Thanks to Yggdrasil, Loki senses it the very second you enter. Every time. Dismally, all he can do is wait in place, on his throne while the sound of your footsteps grows louder. He can't ever meet you half way.
Gaze locked on your form, he watches you effortlessly slip through the heaps of luminous vines. You know the ins and outs of this forest like the back of your hand but you aren’t aware it didn’t exist from the beginning.
Loki hasn't told you that part yet.
When Loki first made the decision to be the lifeline of all existence, it was just him and the timelines in his hold, twisted into a shape – Yggdrasil.
However, with time, or lack of it rather, since he sits outside of where time passes, Yggdrasil wasn’t just a shape anymore. Loki realized she was an entity. One much older, much larger than himself.
He didn’t know exactly how old she was, just that she was the soul of life, a collective of everything and all, filled with immense amounts of wisdom and understanding.
After she recovered her spirit from her near death that Loki saved her from, Yggdrasil steadily grew a forest inside of herself, enveloping him and became a comforting presence for him.
Though he never asked, Loki determined it was a thank you of sorts, her way of taking care of him as he did her.
Sometimes he wondered if Yggdrasil sensed his longing for a companion and secretly brought you to him too.
He got especially suspicious of it, each time he noticed soft, clandestine whispers beneath the rustle of the forest when you showed up – the grapevine ignited with Yggdrasil’s delight and approval – always unintelligible, but she couldn’t hide the sentiment behind her words.
Her happiness – palpable to Loki.
So it also is this very moment as his gaze falls on you, drinking you in.
“You're not supposed to be here,” Loki calls out but the nuance in his tone gives away how fond he is of your return.
“Then next time don't leave the backdoor open,” you smirk, gunning straight for Loki’s lap. Your arms slide into place around his neck as you settle.
Time branches ignite with a new intensity, glowing as bright as ever. Spanning from his grasp, they expand all around, casting your faces and bodies in a sheen of green light.
Just you, his regular visitor, the only one who can withstand being in his tree without disintegrating into nothing, and the god, the heartbeat keeping Yggdrasil alive, entombed together, in Yggdrasil's forest.
And Loki’s not quite sure if his feelings or Yggdrasil's are to blame for how bright it suddenly is. But he knows the root cause of those feelings – you.
In his solitude, Loki thought his mind wandered while observing the growing multiverse, that he imagined the sweet cadence of your footsteps because he missed you, but no, you've come to see him again despite…
“I most definitely remember absolving you should you decide to listen to me for once and keep away. Perhaps you get confused about the exit, hm?” His voice is a low, gentle, fond murmur, yet there hides a heaviness behind his banter.
Loki can't accept that you ever found him here, like this. You shouldn't be chained to his misery, his choice. You don’t have to be. And he can’t ask that of you. It's his to carry.
No matter how much he enjoys your companionship.
“Yeah, you know, it's crazy, I keep missing the exit on my way out. Such a maze, this place and no map…” You tsk. “Guess you'll just have to suck it up and accept my company,” you say, feigning a look of pity.
“Sorry.” You smile and Loki swears you're parting his gloomy skies with this rare sunshine, licking his wounds, healing his loneliness.
He affectionately rolls his eyes at your performance, attempting to humble you with a soul-leaving type of deep sigh but you just laugh it off, knowing better than to fall for it, biting back another teasing comment.
Of course, you keep strolling in here like you own the place, taking on the role of protector of Loki’s heart. You’re stubborn in your love, your insistence to keep returning to him.
When Loki manages to convince you to hop back onto the timelines, he checks on you regularly and mulls over why you don’t spend your time and resources on someone who could give you the kind of partnership you deserve. One without so many strings attached to them, pun intended.
Still, Loki brightens at the sound of your laughter, his eyes resuming some spark.
How I missed you so terribly while you were gone.
He swallows those words but knows you know. Obnoxiously, you’re attuned to picking up even the things he doesn’t say out loud.
“There he is.” Your eyes light up, lips curling into the brightest smile, then your expression bleeds into one of pure adoration for him, making his heart clench. “Hi, birthday boy,” you murmur softly, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “Happy birthday, my love.”
“And what? No cake? Truly, this is the worst birthday to date.” Loki peers up at you, smirking, he can't help but soak up all the attention. You know very well he's simply teasing, being a menace just cause he can. There’s no malice behind his act.
You punish him with a poke to the ribs anyway.
“Hey, hey, hey! You're poking the only hope of the multiverse in the ribs!” Loki complains, trying to swat your fingers away without letting go of the timelines. You burst into more laughter as he struggles.
“Little fool,” he hisses fondly, face nearing yours for emphasis, eyes gleaming with mirth once he gets you to stop.
“Speaking of the multiverse…” You flash him your scheming, wolfish smile. Loki's eyebrows knit together.
There’s no way to decode what you're plotting by your smile alone and quite frankly, he’s afraid to inquire about it. You knock it out of the park with your ventures.
You're the only person who ever managed to end up here, by his side, despite his precautions.
To Loki's knowledge, there were still dangerous remnants of temporal radiation that could disintegrate people into time spaghetti, lingering around in certain crevices of the forest, back from when the loom was failing from the exceeding amount of branches.
And you barged right in.
It was a miracle you survived.
You did more than survive.
You insisted it wasn’t intentional, that you just happened to stumble in here, then you kept finding ways to sneak in despite how much effort Loki put into fixing each fissure he uncovered and Loki swore you and Yggdrasil were conspiring against him.
But in truth, the first time you showed up was by accident.
It was also the only time your heart didn't immediately ache upon laying your gaze on the sight of Loki on his throne.
You didn’t know what that throne meant the first time you saw it, but you know too well now. His sacrifice. A cruel prison. It's never going to be easy for you to see it.
You can’t even begin to imagine what it feels like for him.
Loki said a good friend once told him most purpose is more burden than glory. But, not today, not if you have any say in it.
You'll trade places in an instant.
“I went to see your mother.” You admit, ripping it off like a bandaid. Putting it out in the open, you prepare for him to reprimand you for going behind his back, for hiding the visit from him but there's only silence.
“Say something, please.”
Loki does his best to control the emotion washing over him but it's not enough. It's all grief, regret and sorrow.
“... how is she?” He asks quietly, avoiding eye contact.
“She sends her love, she misses you,” you caress his cheek to comfort him when you catch the flash of emotion behind his eyes. “Loki, look at me.” Reluctantly he obliges. “She's so unbelievably proud of you.”
Loki takes a shuddering breath. “You shouldn't have…” His voice breaks.
“I know, but I went to see her for a reason, I had this idea so we browsed through some of her spellbooks...” You’re careful when you bring it up. Frigga warned you about how diligently he studied that specific spell and how she cautioned him about the risks.
You breathe in then finally utter the spell name in his native tongue. Recognition flashes behind Loki's eyes instantly.
“Do you recall it? We could–”
“No. Absolutely not.” Loki says warningly. “My mother should've known better than to even mention it.” He scowls.
“You didn’t even hear me out!”
“Darling, I can't hear you out because I can’t in good faith let you do it.”
You figured he wouldn’t be easy to convince but the last thing you want is for this to spiral into an argument, souring his birthday, so you collect yourself and think very carefully about how to say your next words.
“Loki, I'd really like to do this for you today.” You murmur. “I want you to go see your friends. See your family. I know you miss them all.”
His expression softens. You can see the internal battle he's suddenly having with himself. What's more, you think Loki wants to take you up on the offer.
You know he's tired. Even a few hour break would do him good.
You also know how Loki would never ask for something like this of you or anyone, and how it would eat him alive if anything happened to you so unbeknownst to him, you've practiced the body swap spell with one of your friends, making sure you can execute it perfectly.
Nothing will go wrong.
Of course, you can’t tell Loki that. You'd never hear the end about how you put yourself in danger when sacrificing his life for the multiverse was his choice.
“It's not merely about the spell. The branches, darling, it's too much. You can't possibly…” Loki trails off, gaze fleeting, desperately searching your eyes for signs of understanding.
“I can handle it,” you reassure him. “Let me? Please?”
Yggdrasil chimes in with a whisper of approval through the branches and Loki curses himself for even considering it when she urges him, she'll be safe in your hands.
“What if something goes wrong and the timelines… What if something goes wrong and I lose you?” Loki’s blue eyes are wide with alarm, eyebrows knitting together in question.
You shake your head, placing your hands over his clenched fists which hold countless lives, keeping him tethered.
You’ve never seen him so anxious.
“I promise, nothing will go wrong.” You soothe his worry. “And your mother promised to make honeycake, if that’s not worth risking the multiverse over then I don’t know what is.”
“You're completely impossible.” Loki gives you a look of disbelief then chuckles, blinking away his misty eyes. “Trading all life for a piece of cake? Sure! Whyever not?!” He quips.
“Yeah but it's more than just cake.”
Quiet.
“One hour?” Loki asks hesitantly.
“Twenty four.”
“Way too much for your first time holding the branches, you'll tire and that’s when we risk it going awry.” He counters.
You hum in thought. “Twenty four hours and you bring me honeycake at the twelve hour mark. Do we have a deal?” You negotiate, sneakily trying to convince him to take your offer.
“Still too much.” Loki shakes his head.
“Not nearly enough.” You argue, knowing you convinced all his friends to show up to Asgard for a celebration; Mobius, Ouroboros, Casey, B15, even Sylvie promised to show up for his damn surprise birthday party.
Loki huffs. You groan and purse your lips, realizing you're gonna have to compromise to get him to agree at all.
“Twelve hours, you bring me cake at the six hour mark and we do this again sometime. Last offer. Take it or leave it.”
“Okay. Yeah. Provided we don't burn down the entire multiverse.” He agrees.
“Right… except nothing's burning down today,” you shrug, pretty sure that won't happen though part of you is still a little on edge, but if you both were too worried about the consequences this would never happen, so you push through, putting on a front of certainty. For him.
“Other than your birthday candles, of course… Do they put all the thousand and something on the cake?” You ask jokingly, if nothing else to lift the mood.
“How would that possibly fit?” Loki deadpans.
“Huge cake?”
“Just the logistics of that would be a nightmare. You do realize candles need to be spaced out, right?”
“I'll attempt that next year.” You grin.
“Please don't.” Loki blinks.
You snort at his scandalized expression. “Well… you ready to do this?” Your grip tightens on his fists.
“Wait.” Loki blurts, needing just a moment longer before he selfishly risks all of existence. You quirk an eyebrow.
“Just in case something–”
“Don't you dare jinx it!”
“What so I can’t even tell you I love you in case everything goes to shit?”
“No. You can tell me once you return from Asgard. The second time. No sooner.”
There's a moment of silence.
“Just trust in us, we've got this. I'd never let you down.” You press a kiss to his cheek.
Loki takes a deep, steadying breath, his chest rising and falling slowly.
“Norns, I hope you’re right about this… Ready.” He can’t believe you're about to do this.
And then you do.
You both chant the spell, souls switching bodies. It leaves you feeling disoriented. It feels nothing like the switch you made with your friend.
“This is… intense.” You blink away the blurry vision as you come to, veins alight with the buzzing current of holding all of existence, everywhere, at all of time. It feels like being chained to a thousand electric volts. It's constant and the power feels dizzying.
“We should switch back.” Loki says, fearing the weight of it will break you. “This isn't right.”
Suddenly there's a whisper of something all around you. It's Yggdrasil, comforting you, soothing away the dizziness as she adjusts to your hold, your energy, then she envelops you with a sense of peace and calm, reassurance.
You shake your head no at Loki. “She says we'll be okay. You go.” You smile.
“Really? You also hear her?” Loki gasps. He didn’t even think about you hearing Yggdrasil.
Loki relaxes at your confident nod.
“Well how do I look?” He jokes, the thought of being able to return to the timeline is leaving him feeling jittery but under his nerves… he's excited, thankful for the respite you've so selflessly granted him.
“Like me.” You snort, face to face with yourself like looking at your reflection in the mirror.
Illusion magic washes away the image of you, replacing it with a smirking Loki.
“Are you quite sure about that?” Loki asks smugly. You roll your eyes playfully. He gets up, walks towards the crevice you sneak through and moves aside the glowing vines.
“Such a buzzkill! I thought you looked perfectly sexy as me!” You call after him.
Loki laughs. “See you in six hours, darling,” he looks back, smiling fondly at you from the exit. It takes everything in him to make good on your order of telling you he loves you after he returns.
“Honeycake, in six hours, see you then, Loki.” You nod and he steps through.
Loki didn't have to say it. You feel it.
“I love you too,” you whisper, peering into his timeline.
"Not really. You're kind of my favorite distraction. "
Title: Alarming
Rating: PG14
You jolted up in bed from hearing what sounded like a terrible car accident- a metal crashing sound right beside your head. That was impossible.. You were several floors up in the tower.. An attack?? Your eyes instantly looked around with your fists clenched and ready- only to have your face dead pan to find your boyfriend beside you with a fist down on your ‘once was’ alarm clock.
‘’What in god’s name are you doing so early in the- i don’t even know!” you scolded, debating on whacking Loki’s arm while you fell back onto the mattress in relief.
‘’My apologies darling- i thought we were under attack..’’ Loki said sheepishly, removing his hand from the crushed device and turning back around to sit beside you, chest bare and sheets around his waist.
‘’We’ve been through this, it’s an alarm clock. It’s supposed to make noise and vibrate at set times’’ you groan, moving a pillow to cover your face from the light coming in from the blinds while Loki apologetically begins rubbing your thigh.
‘’My apologies love.. I thought you were referring to the microwave..’’
‘’That’s make noise and rotate, not vibrate-’’ you sigh with frustration, ignoring how soothing his hand was and removed the pillow from your face.
You clutched the sheets at your chest while you reached over to run through Loki’s hand soothingly, obviously never being able to to stay mad at him and ultimately glad no one was under attack. ‘’We gotta write this stuff down, i don’t want you getting electrocuted or something if you smash the wrong thing- accidentally.’’
Loki chuckled and took your hand from his hair, bringing it to his lips to kiss your knuckles. ‘’You could probably drop the television on my head and I wouldn't feel it.’’
‘’Point remains, no more smashing.’’ you warn, already having the team get Thor out of the habit, you didn't exactly expect Loki to have the same reaction to things. ‘’I'm gonna have to go out and buy a new one.’’
A mischievous danced in Loki’s eyes, keeping hold of your hand while he gazed down your arm at you. ‘’Orrr i could always find better ways of waking you without your obnoxious midgardian trinkets to do so..’’ he purred, his lips having slowly traveled from your knuckles, wrist, towards your elbow and so on. His shifting closeness had you lay back down, pulling a smile from your lips the closer he got before you began giggling when his lips reached your ticklish spot right on your neck.
‘’Okay okay- don’t you have better things to do?” you said between giggles, turning your body onto your stomach as if to escape from his ticklish attention but it just gave him access to your other side.
‘’Not really,’’ he smirked, getting up to straddle the back of your thighs while his hands made quick work to move your hair out of the way- going back to kissing your neck. ‘’You're kind of my favorite distraction.’’
‘’Kinda? What do you mean kinda?’’ you said in pretend offense, squirming underneath him where he at least let you turn around on your back. ‘’I’m definitely your favorite distraction.’’
‘’Mmm well how about you help distract me from some tension i’m having, it feels a bit stiff..’’ he smirked, scooting enough to half lay on top of you while a hand played with the sheets still covering your chest barely.
You stuck out your bottom lip in pity, your hands coming up to begin scratching his head the way he likes while pressing kisses to his forehead whenever he’d relaxingly tilt down. ‘’Where can I find this unfortunate stiffness sir?” you asked playfully, a terribly impression of sounding like a professional doctor while your boyfriend played along and looked down at you as if in pain.
‘’It’s increasingly painful m’lady, quite throbbing.’’ he said and gave you a sly look. ‘’It can be found right on-’’
‘’Oh shit!” you gasped and sat up, Loki quickly rolled over so you wouldn't head butt him while you scrambled out of bed, bedsheet and all trailing behind you as you headed for the bathroom.
‘’Darling- are you alright?” Loki asked in concern, brows furrowed as he neared the doorway, naked and unashamed while he watched you gather up your toothbrush and ready yourself.
‘’Yes yes i’m fine- i forgot i needed to come into work early today for a meeting, that’s why i-’’ you sighed and shook your head. ‘’Set an alarm..’’
Loki watched you while he leaned in the doorway, letting you be at first while he watched the bedsheet risk falling now and again and always had a face of disappointment when you’d right it. Washing your face last, you dried and went over to him, giving an apologetic look and tried scooting past.
‘’I know i’m sorry-’’ you said quickly, hating to see the indifferent look on your man’s face compared to earlier but you weren't gonna get fired because your alarm got smashed. ‘’I’ll try to get off early so long as I wrap up some of the files left from last week-’’
While you babbled and turned to the side to scoot past your boyfriend who made no effort in making room, you hardly noticed him stepping on a trailing piece of bedsheet- soon ripping the entire thing off your body mid walk.
The cold air enveloped you, making you yelp and attempt to cover yourself with your hands while turning around to see a smirking boyfriend. ‘’Now is not the time to-’’
‘’Put your arms down woman, it’s nothing i’ve never seen, smelled, licked, sucked, fucked or bitten before. If it's time you are worried about, I can always aid with a bit of seidr.’’ Loki mildly huffed, clearly not that annoyed while his eyes drank in your form with the tilt of his head.
‘’No no- no more seidr, remember what we talked about? The whole ‘adapt to the new world in which we live’ thing? Plus you’re still under Tony’s deal.’’ you countered, cheeks red as you dropped your arms and opted for trying to find your clothes.
‘’Stark’s stupid wager was clearly unfair, plus how is he supposed to know that i broke our bet behind these walls’’ Loki waved his hand at the mere thought while he approached you, his hands eagerly reaching out before moving them to a surrender position when you turned just in time with a warning look.
‘’Honesty is a virtue. He might not find out you used magic behind his back but it’s the concept of telling the truth. Have you seen my bra?” you asked, having already put on your underwear to Loki’s disappointment while he sighed and busied himself by lifting the blankets and comforter from the ground in search of your article of clothing.. Half assing his search.
‘’It’s nothing i’ll lose sleep over darling- but it keeping my word to the Iron Idiot will make you happy, then I will oblige.’’ Loki sighed, sadly finding your bra and scooping it up with a single hook of his finger at the strap.
‘’Oh good- you found it,’’ you said in relief, having hopped a few times before your jeans cooperated and walked over with an outreached hand, narrowing your eyes when Loki held it out of reach.
‘’I understand you are on a time schedule darling and that you will thoroughly be leaving me in such an unfortunate state, but might I at least trouble you with a parting kiss?” his smirk widened when your expression changed upon realizing it wasn't going to be a lewd savor, making you feel like the dirty minded partner this time. Still, how could you refuse and you took Loki’s shoulders and leaned him down before he stopped himself.
‘’None of your pecks darling, a real goodbye gift.’’
Rolling your eyes with a hidden smirk, you slowed his departure down as he leaned, moving a hand into his hair when he was close enough now and tangled your fingers in his locks the way he liked. Closing the distance between your body’s now, your chest pressed up against his bare one also, getting to feel just how unfortunate his situation was as well the closer you stood to each other.
Your eyes fell closed, tilting your head up before you brushed your lips against his at first, a sort of tease before you felt Loki’s arms wrap around your waist. Before he could get the chance first to take it, that's when you pressed your lips against his a bit more firmer, humming at the taste and softness you so often enjoyed when the two of you had moments like this.. And then some.
His arms held you firm, the bra dropping to the floor while his hand began to grasp and squeeze at your ass, quickly taking the lead of the kiss to press in harder and with a low growl. You gave him the same treatment, tightening your hold in his hair while your other hand clawed at his back and your teeth captured his bottom lip. Just as soon as you felt his hips tilt forward, your hand left his back to cup his jaw, pulling back from the kiss and leaving his cheeks in a smooshed expression.
‘’I’m going to be late.’’
With an overdramatic sigh as he tilted his head back to the ceiling, his arms released you to hang at his sides, almost like a child accepting an unfortunate event while you smiled and turned to pick up the bra. This presented the perfect opportunity even so for Loki to slap your ass in your bent down form, earning a yelp and a warning look when you turned around to face him.
‘’Don’t think we won’t continue this the moment you step foot into this tower.’’ Loki warned and sat down on the bed, resting his weight on his forearms against his knees while he watched you hungrily continue to dress.
‘’It’s the only distraction I have during these long, boring meetings.’’ you smiled and finished throwing on your shift before your hair was opted to be tied into a messy bun. You get paid to show up, not enough to quite look professional.
‘’Well i could always cloak myself again, sneak right under the table and-’’
‘’Loki.’’ you warned and picked up your purse.
‘’He said no magic in the tower, he didn't refer to anywhere else..’’ Loki countered with his hands raised again, his expression softening when you came near and leaned down, pecking his lips.
‘’I’ll be back. Maybe when this week is through, you can see if you can magically fix my alarm clock.’’
Loki glanced back at it with disinterest before his eyes watched you head out the door. ‘’The contraption deserved to die.’’
You hummed and opened the door before pointing to your eyes with two fingers, turning them over to him in a ‘I'm watching you’ motion. ‘’No more smashing.’’
Loki sighed and plopped down onto his back. ‘’..fine. No more smashing.. Machinery.’’ he smirked.
You shook your head and closed the door behind you. Now who’s the dirty minded one.
Last week marked the 2 year anniversary of the Loki finale!
I finally got the chance to honor this show as I’ve wanted to for so long. Thank you SO MUCH to the talented Loki crew for delivering to us this glorious, tragic, fulfilling, heartfelt season!!
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