Found all the loki in dirty leather vibes that I could . . . I feel like the first and second ones are "burning the world just to get you back" vibes or "conqueror stalking and finding a prize, taking it in the midst of his victory" the prize being you obviously. I hope you have a wonderful weekend and that this starts it off right ;)
I DID have a wonderful weekend thank you!! I could have sworn I replied to this but I may have just dreamt I did 😆apols.
Burning the world to get you back is such a vibe in that first one, its like the Clandestine F*cks alt ending where Loki fucks shit up and levels the Tower to be with YN. 🤷♀️😳
Thank you for sending me theseeee! They not only brightened my Saturday but my Monday too! ❤️❤️
Some dirty goodness 4 u this fine day. @simplyholl @fictive-sl0th @mochie85 @gigglingtigger @lovelysizzlingbluebird @holdmytesseract @joyful-enchantress @vbecker10 @michelleleewise
Summary: Under a mask you can be anyone right? Even if it just boasts your confidence a little.
@mcukinkbingo
“Okay, who are you and what have you done with (Y/n)?” Nat walked into (y/n)’s room seeing (y/n) in a tight, low cut black dress.
“Come on, it’s not that bad is it?” (Y/n) looked at herself in the mirror, still not a hundred percent confident. The dress definitely made a statement, just not one (y/n) usually went for.
“It’s not bad at all, it’s just not you” Nat stood next to (y/n), her outfit flawless, a red dress that matched her hair and lips that was less revealing than (y/n)’s but still sexy.
“I know, that’s the purpose for the night though right?” (Y/n) looked at the invite Masquerade, Come as you wish to be! Tony loved his parties.
“I mean sure, I guess” Nat turned, grabbing the small, metallic mask off of (y/n)’s bed and handed it to her. “You sure about this?”
“Nat am I hot or not?” (Y/n) tied the mask on, giving Nat a small twirl.
“You’re definitely hot” Nat chuckled, rolling her eyes as she put on her own mask.
“Then I’m sure”
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“Hello there” (Y/n) nearly choked on air as Loki came over to her. He looked fantastic in an all black suit.
“Hello” (Y/n) pushed her voice out, somehow it sounded calm and confident, reminding her she was not her shy self tonight.
“May I get you a drink?” Loki moved to the other side of the bar, locking eyes with (y/n).
“Sure” (Y/n) nodded, as Loki began searching the bottles before finding whatever he was looking for. “Why aren’t you wearing a mask?”
“I’m not from here, I didn’t know what masquerade meant” Loki poured (y/n)’s drink, a ghost of a smile on his lips as she accepted it.
“Oh” Stupid, (y/n) thought, of course he didn’t quite understand everything about earth yet.
“But still you know who I am?” Loki smirked leaning forward. Even without a mask many didn’t know him since the last time most had seen him he had been wearing a very different outfit and had a very different outlook on earth.
“Yes” (Y/n) nodded, finding herself lost in him again. He always had this effect on her, whether in training or meetings, or simply when they sat near each other.
“Do I know who you are?” Loki’s hand gently traced light circles on (y/n)’s arm, causing shivers to run down her spine
“Possibly” (Y/n) bit her lip, not ready to give up her identity due to the courage she found from being behind the mask.
“Would you tell me your name?” Loki leaned farther forward, his face a few inches from (y/n)’s face.
“That defeats the purpose of the mask then” (Y/n) straightened up, tapping the mask. This was getting, fun, fast. She wasn’t sure if she liked this or not.
“You wish to remain anonymous?” Loki purred, moving back to (y/n) side of the bar.
“Yes” (Y/n) sat on the stool next her, patting another one for Loki.
“Interesting” Loki’s cool eyes found (y/n)’s once again causing her to falter slightly.
“How so?” (Y/n) tilted her head slightly, finishing off the drink Loki had given her. It sent a warm and welcomed tingle through her.
“Well, I think a beauty like yours would want the world to know who you are” Loki smirked, once again drawing small patterns on (y/n)’s arm.
“You only think I’m beautiful because my breasts are practically spilling out of this dress” (Y/n) smirked back at Loki as she leaned forward to accentuate her point.
“While that is eye catching, that’s not what I meant” Loki leaned forward, chuckling slightly, his hand now running up her thigh.
“Oh?” (Y/n)’s eyes widened in surprise. She had planned on this dress getting her laid tonight, and if that didn’t work she would simply look like a clown.
“You’re eyes and smile attract my attention much more, though I am finding it harder to focus
my eyes just on your face as the minutes tick by” Loki licked his lips, his eyes now scanning the rest of her physic. (Y/n)’s breath hitched as he plan finally seemed to be working. “Tell me darling, would you like to go have a private party of our own right now?”
“Yes” The word fell from (Y/n)’s lips and Loki smiled, extending his arm to (y/n) as she wrapped her own arm around his. It felt natural to do this and (y/n) smiled a chill running down her spine at what the night would bring.
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(Y/n) smirked, laying on Loki’s bed, her dress gone and heels off as she looked up at him. “Marvelous, now just one last thing” Loki reached out to undo the ribbon around (y/n)’s head, but she stopped him, grabbing his wrist.
“No, leave it” (Y/n)’s voice was quiet but confident as she pressed light kisses along Loki’s jaw line, her fingers finally getting the chance to work at his clothes now.
“As you wish” Loki chuckled snapping his fingers and his clothes disappearing. Loki climbed on top of (y/n) kissing her deeply as his hands roomed her freely. “Now then my pet, be ready to be ravished by a god”
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“That was wonderful” Loki smiled, pulling the covers over the two of them and pulling (y/n) against him. His voice was a low whispered as he said the next word. “(Y/n)”
“You knew?” (Y/n) turned to face him, her mask still firmly in place. How?
Loki smirked, his finger running against the edge of (y/n)’s mask. “Like I said, not even that mask can hide your smile or your eyes”
(Y/n) rolled her eyes, setting her bag on the counter. She went to go look through the fridge, plenty of things to eat and drink, both from scratch and frozen. She smiled, two tubs of her favorite ice cream. She turned to find Loki leaning on the counter watching her.
“And what do you think you’re doing mister?” (Y/n) smirked, walking towards Loki a little extra swing in her hips.
“Watching my wife” Loki pulled (y/n) closer pressing a light kiss to her lips.
“Say it again” (Y/n) giggled, her arms wrapping around Loki’s neck as he began peppering her with kisses.
“My wife” Kiss on the cheek, “my wife” kiss on her jaw, “my wife” kisses trailed down her neck. “Mine”
Loki lifted (y/n) onto the counter as he slowly undid the buttons of her shirt kissing his way down. “Mine, all mine”
(Y/n) giggled, her skin hot everywhere Loki’s lips pressed against it. To think they had just spent three weeks Iceland, doing nothing but this, but still couldn’t stop themselves. “Loki, Loki wait” (Y/n) focused again, they had chores first, then they still had two days off to do that.
“What is it my love?” Loki stopped, bringing his face to (y/n)’s searching for what he had done wrong.
“We have chores first, then, that” (Y/n) smiled biting her lip. She needed to do the chores now before Loki got much farther and she completely forgot.
“I’m going to unpack our suitcases, you can take the trash out then help me with the suitcases” (Y/n) hopped off the counter, not bothering to fix her shirt. She could feel Loki’s gaze on her ass as she left the kitchen.
As soon as (Y/n) was gone Loki turned around, trying to figure out what to do. “Now, where is this trash?” Loki looked around the kitchen till he finally found a small container holding different wraps and such, mostly full of plastic.
“Okay, I think this is what I’m suppose to do?” Loki casted a small spell, levitating the the trash out of the bag. Before casting another one to attempt to make it disappear. For whatever reason the spell did not work and instead backfired, causing the trash to fly everywhere in the kitchen.
“Loki, you done taking out the trash yet?” (Y/n) called out from their room, having sorted through clean and dirty clothes, and now actually putting the clean clothes away.
“Almost done darling” Loki looked around frantically, trying to collect all the grim before (y/n) became suspicious.
“Loki-” (Y/n) walked into the kitchen, having decided to put the clean clothes away latter and had instead put on a pair of lingerie Nat had given to her that she hadn’t had a chance to wear. When she saw the sight in the kitchen she busted out laughing.
“I’m sorry love, I didn’t quite understand what you hade meant” Loki looked around sheepishly, not quite sure what to make of (y/n)’s reaction.
“You never had to take the trash out on Asgard?” (Y/n) stopped laughing enough to watch Loki shake his head no. “Okay, next time, just tie the bag and set it outside” (Y/n) walked over to Loki, planting a soft kiss on his lips.
“Alright love, what about this mess?” Loki, pulled (y/n) close, trying to remain respectful, but finding it increasingly hard.
“Well take care of it later, right now I think your wife needs your assistance” (Y/n) smirked, grabbing Loki’s hand and pulling him to the bedroom.
