Last chapter : Y/N got drunk and out of control. Warned by Jane, Loki came to her rescue…
Summary : Y/N, a student, and Loki, a professor, attend the same wedding. They don’t realize they could meet again.
A/N : I was listening to Helplessly Hoping by Crosby, Stills Nash when I wrote this. I definitely love that song.
The first sunbeams were lighting up the sky when Y/N slowly opened her eyes. The room was warm and she could have slept for hours if she hadn’t noticed it wasn’t actually her room.
The young girl abruptly sat on the bed, still dizzy as she made huge efforts to remember what she was doing here. Pressing her fingers against her temples, she was startled by a voice.
Y/N’s eyes widened, the source of the sound leading her gaze to the door. Oh god, it couldn’t be. She gasped, shocked as she saw him.
“Didn’t you sleep well ?” A white shirt and blue jeans replaced Loki’s usual black suit and she realized she’d never seen him without it. Still devastatingly gorgeous, he opened the curtains and gave her one of his famous grins.
He took a few steps closer and sat on the edge of the mattress, causing her to pull the sheets against her chest. It took Loki a moment to understand what had crossed her mind. “Oh, you’re the one who assaulted me yesterday night, Y/N.”
“Alright…’’ she huffed, ‘’Did we…”
Obviously offended, Loki shifted, a peevish frown crossing his face. “Oh dear, you really don’t remember anything about last night.”
Heat flooded her cheeks as she sucked in a short breath. It was enough to spark a wave of panic and she tried to stand up.
“Oh no, no, no. You don’t want to get up.” Loki clamped his long fingers around her wrist in an attempt to dissuade her from standing, but Y/N shot him an accusing glance. “I do want to get up thanks, I’m a big girl, Professor.”
Loki looked away, releasing his grip on her arm as she almost shouted at him. When Y/N finally managed to get out of the bed and finally stood up, the cool air came caressing her bare skin. The only thing she hadn’t taken account of was her lack of clothes.
“Holy shit !” she swore, falling back on the bed and swiftly pulling the sheets back against her breasts as she tried to hide her nudity.
Still looking away, Loki couldn’t keep a laughter. To the satisfied smile on his face, she could say he was enjoying the situation. Explosively fulminating, Y/N leaned forward and repeatedly punched his arm.
‘’How dare you ? Why would you take my clothes off ? Fuck you, I was drunk Loki, drunk !’’ She yelled.
Loki moved back, exasperation clear on his face, ’’Y/N, stop. Enough !’’ he grabbed her wrists, seriousness written on his features, ‘’You vomited on your dress, I just helped you taking it off.’’
Oh. That wasn’t glamour, at all.
Y/N stared at him in disbelief, completely ashamed. However, stubborn as she was, she couldn’t help but throw another displeasing comment.
‘’Normal guys cover the girl with one of their shirts.’’ She grumbled.
Rolling his eyes, Loki beckoned her to look behind. She took a glance at the pillow he was pointing next to her. A wrinkled shirt was resting there, wide open. Memories started to flash in her head. Had she really… Oh god, yes. She’d taken it off.
‘’You said I assaulted you ?’’ Y/N whispered, shame keeping her from talking louder. Loki slowly nodded, his icy gaze piercing her soul.
Now she remembered. The stupid drunken girl she was had literally tried to kiss him against his will. Fuck… Burying her face into her hands, Y/N tried to push the memories and the words she’d spoken away. Did I really… As she tried to make sense of all this, Y/N grabbed the shirt next to her and put it on. Absently buttoning it, she suddenly opened wide eyes.
An incredulous smile crossed Loki’s lips and he chuckled, ‘’I’m not quite into rape and helpless women, Y/N.’’ Standing up, his eyes roamed around, ’’How do you feel ?’’ He finally asked, changing the subject.
Scratching the back of her head, Y/N cringed at the pain that spread to her forehead, ’’Sober, I guess…’’
‘’Very well,’’ Loki mumbled, ‘’Because there comes your punishment.’’
I had almost forgotten that…
He waved a paper in front of her, his eyes sparkling with victory. Y/N immediately recognized what he was holding and she groaned.
‘’You don’t want your parents to know what you were doing last night Miss Y/L/N.’’
A sigh escaped her mouth as he placed the form on her knees, handing her a pen. She hesitantly took it and lowered her head towards the paper, her eyes quickly skimming through the lines.
‘’I hate you, Loki Laufeyson.’’ She murmured, tapping the pen against her chin.
When she looked up at him, a grin had spread on his face.
That did it. Y/N grabbed a pillow and hit him as hard as she could. Loki’s eyes darkened, his smile fading away as he managed to grab her hands. Their gazes met. Noticing his solemn face, the young girl rolled her eyes. Always so serious…
Taking advantage of his tight grip, Y/N slid her leg between his and he tripped on it, falling right over her on the bed. A giggle escaped her throat as he laughed. That sound, that smile. She couldn’t take her eyes off him.
They suddenly calmed down, and the young girl came back to her senses as she seemed to realize Loki was hovering over her. Amusement replaced with a strange sensation she’d already felt before. Oh, dear lord.
Her heart started hammering in her chest and she was pretty sure he could hear it from where he was. She licked her lips, her body tensing with anticipation. The sound of his raspy breathing echoed off the walls, causing her to gasp. She felt it, again. But what about him ?
“Were you… being serious ?” She whispered, their faces so close it instantly made her blush.
These feelings, his scent, his eyes… The passion inundated her, barely allowing her to breathe.
Not answering, Loki stared at the young girl for a moment and she stuttered, ‘’A-about the T.A thing.’’
Her rib cage pressed flush against Loki’s chest, Y/N’s desire ramped skyward. Out of nervousness, she inadvertently moved her hips under his. Unable to hide her crimson cheeks, Y/N just turned her head, avoiding his green emeralds.
‘’Are you going to stop squirming ?’’ The tone of his voice seduced away her inhibitions but she stopped for a second, finally laying eyes on him. As soon as they made eye contact, the young girl thoughtlessly continued with her nervous struggle; unintentionally rubbing her breasts against him, not to mention what her thighs were grinding.
Loki’s mouth silently opened, taking a short shallow breath, ‘’Y/N, if you’re trying to flirt, I do say it’s working. If not, I suggest you stop what you’re doing.’’
She immediately stilled and it registered the effect she had on him. Feeling somewhat frustrated, Y/N shyly blinked, cautiously avoiding his deep gaze. Blood rushing to her head, her heart was about to explode. She closed her eyes as to calm down her arousal.
A short silence fell between them until she felt his lips softly pressing against her cheek, causing her to open her eyes. Her heart then skipped a beat.
Slightly out of breath, they gazed into each other’s eyes.
Silently staring at her, Loki had brought his face closer, his lips only a few inches from hers. The tip of his nose rubbed against her soft skin and Y/N’s pupils flared, her pulse leaping at the base of her throat. Oh, god.
‘’Aren’t you tired of keeping me away ?’’ Loki whispered, his hot breath burning her lips.
The tone of his voice sent a molten spark to the flesh between her legs. An ache throbbed into life there and she tried to clench her thighs to hold it off. ‘’I can’t… I just can’t be your T.A.’’ she sighed, but her legs were already spreading of their own accord, making a space for him at the innermost core of her. Trailing kisses along her neck, Loki slowly glided his hands down her naked thighs. ‘’Are you sure ?’’ He mouthed against her bare skin, sending delicious shivers down her spine.
Moans and whimpers fell from her mouth and Y/N’s body hummed from his tender touch as he kissed parts of her she didn’t think were possible to be aroused.
She’d missed him. Oh, how she’d missed him.
She could have fled right now. Avoiding another heartbreak would have been easy, right ? But she wanted him. Above everything else, she needed to know how he felt about them. The answer was slowly being given to her, and yet she had to be sure.
Loki’s hand slowly came up, unbuttoning the first buttons of her shirt. Here, he allowed his fingers to run along the soft skin of her chest until he registered the frantic beat of her heart through the lacy material that covered her breasts.
Fighting the powerful surge of desire, Y/N desperately called up mental images, anything to get her errant body back under control. But everything led to him. Her insomnias, university, nothing could distract her from Loki’s expert touch.
Suddenly, his hand palmed her breasts, instantly drawing a high pitched and uncontrolled moan from her throat. Where his fingers touched, all was fire. A fire that threatened to devour her as he undid several other buttons.
Hands shaking, Y/N’s body was needing and claiming the touch of skin on skin. She squirmed on the mattress again, as if she was trying to escape and Loki pinned her against it, forcing her to face her own lust.
The need to touch him back almost drove her to the point of madness and she splayed a hand across his chest, only to notice his heartbeat was insanely irregular.
They were both panting and craving each other when their gazes locked again. They caught their breath in silence, wondering what to do, how to deal with these impossible emotions.
Without saying a word, Loki pressed his forehead against Y/N’s and she closed her eyes. In an instinctive and tender gesture, the tip of her nose gently rubbed against his, encouraging him to continue.
Loki brought his lips closer, enough for them to brush against Y/N’s mouth. Then he finally kissed her. Deeply, passionately, twining his tongue with hers in a sinuous dance that ignited fires of response all the way to her core.
This kiss was enough to banish the last barriers standing between them. Loki hastily got rid of his clothes, lips still caressing, kissing and loving hers. He then threw her shirt on the floor, leaving only a tiny band of lace around her hips.
The young girl knew a sudden moment of shyness as it came back to her mind that Loki was now her Professor. They weren’t drunk. There was no excuse for what they were doing. But she desired him and the thought was enough to dispel her fears.
Loki’s fingers softly tugged at the last piece of cloth she was wearing, ‘’This, too.’’ He demanded.
Her eyes timidly looked for his, heart racing as she blushed. At the sight of his dominant gaze, Y/N tossed her head back, defying him.
Loki’s eyes narrowed, ‘’Well, well, what do we have here…’’ he tutted.
He didn’t bother adding anything, but lifted her body, carrying her until he was able to set her down on a desk that stood in the corner of the room. The wood felt cold against her skin and multiple goose bumps appeared on her thighs as Loki’s hands traveled along them.
As he ripped the tiny scrap of lace from her hips, Y/N gasped, her heart skipping a beat. Loki’s fingers slid between her thighs, spreading them softly. She’d never felt so exposed in front of anyone.
What was to come made Y/N melt. Every part of her begged for his touch. Forgetting her shyness, the young girl abruptly pulled him closer and she kept her gaze locked with his dreamy eyes as she freed his manhood, causing him to gasp.
However, Loki wasn’t about to put her out of her misery yet.
Linking her arms around his neck, Y/N found his lips again, eyes closed as she kissed him. The anticipation had her soaked and panting when Loki’s finger came caressing her most intimate spot.
Her mouth opened against his, her breathing coming harshly as his fingertip teased and brushed against the little nub, offering her the most torturous experience she’d ever endured.
Moans of pleasure started to come out of her mouth and he silenced her with a fierce kiss, covering the sounds of pleasure born into her throat.
The pleasure almost verged on pain as he explored her external sensitive spots, tracing lazy circles against her bare skin until she wanted to cry out with an unbearable need to be filled by him.
Slowly then, Loki parted her labia and his teeth sank into Y/N's earlobe, forcing a whimper of pleasure from her mouth.
‘’Oh, good girl,’’ he purred.
Not giving her a chance to relax though, Loki dipped a finger between her wet folds. ‘’This will do nicely.’’ He cooed and Y/N closed her eyes, unable to meet his intense green gaze.
Without warning, he added another finger, stroking her walls with firm pressure and she felt her internal muscles contracting, tensing with pleasure until he withdrew them. ‘’No…’’ she desperately sighed, frustration tightening her muscles.
Nibbling her earlobe, Loki spoke impossibly calmly,
‘’Are you going to fill in this application, Miss Y/L/N ?’’
As she wasn’t giving him the answer he wanted, Loki grabbed her shaking legs and splayed them wide, putting her on display for him. A new pressure on her fold caused her eyes to dart open. As the tip of his hardness glided smoothly inside, Y/N felt her walls stretched to their maximum and her mouth opened, releasing a soundless gasp.
Loki’s fingers dug into her skin as he fought his own moans of pleasure. With a deep, slow thrust, his full length reached her fleshy limit. He didn’t wait for her to recover and began to thrust hard, hitting every single sensitive spot inside her.
Electric bolts of heat shot from her head to toes and she fisted his long dark hair, her other hand gripping his shoulder. As he slammed into her, Y/N found his lips and pulled him into an extended kiss. Every pore of her skin claiming his touch, the young girl couldn’t take it anymore.
A wave of intense pleasure rushed through her, clenching and deliciously twisting her insides. The fire burning her core suddenly erupting, ripples of emotion streaked across Y/N’s face. Loki’s thrust became slower, but harder, deeper, until he groaned, muttering nonsense against her lips and holding her tighter.
As he rode out his release, Y/N could feel the tensed muscles of his back, his hardness reaching to its maximum and pushing deeper as he came, flooding her depths with his seed.
Y/N’s body was almost convulsing against his. Emotions overflowing her, she snuggled into Loki’s arms, unable to think at the moment. The warmth of his body wrapped around her, soothing and calming. Fingers entangled in his hair, Y/N felt a tear rolling down her cheek. God, she’d missed him.
His eyes and lips searched hers, pressing tender kisses against her temples and cheeks. Slightly frowning, he gently cupped the side of her face as he wiped the wet trail on her skin.
Full of hopes, Y/N stared into his eyes, waiting for him to say something, anything.
All of a sudden, Loki seemed lost. He moved back, leaving her sitting on the desk, alone and empty. He slowly stepped away from her, absently brushing his fingers through his dark hair. Y/N’s heart broke into pieces. Again ?
‘’Aren’t you going to say something ?’’ she tried, but Loki remained impassively silent.
How stupid you can be Y/N.
She jumped off the furniture, shaking her head in exasperation as she put her dirty clothes back on.
She picked her bag and headed for the door.
The young girl stopped, turning to him.
Loki handed her the Teaching Assistant application form. She was about to fling an offensive comment when their gazes crossed, his intense green eyes begging for her to take the paper.
Her shaking hand grabbed it, tears misting her eyes. ‘’I thought there was something...’’ Y/N started, but the words were strangled in her throat.
His mouth opened and for a moment, she thought he was going to talk. But nothing came. There was no point insisting.
Y/N picked her jacket and quickly left.
Once outside, the cold surprised her and she burst into tears. She wandered alone and without purpose for quite a long time until she reached campus.
Absently looking down, Y/N suddenly ran into a tall man,
‘’Oh, sorry,’’ she sniffled and looked up realizing she knew him, ‘’Leo ?’’
The young man smiled, placing a hand on her shoulder,
‘’Y/N ! Are you alright ? You’re crying,’’ He frowned, ‘’did Professor Laufeyson hurt you ?’’ She quickly shook her head and offered him a fake smile, ‘’No, I’m fine, really. Just a terrible headache.’’
An odd sensation curled through the pit of her stomach as he started to walk with her. Unable to remember the party, Y/N didn’t know why he made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
‘’Hey, what about the date you promised me last time ?’’ He stopped in front of her and she shrugged, ‘’Well, I don’t know…’’ Leo rolled his eyes, ‘’Come on Y/N…’’
The young girl stared at him and her heart started pounding. After all, she wasn’t in any kind of relationship, right ?
‘’Alright. Monday afternoon, after Professor Laufeyson’s class.’’
A smile crossed Leo’s lips and he nodded towards the building next to them, ‘’I’ll wait for you there.’’ he stepped back and waved his hand, ‘'Gotta go. See you on Monday, Y/N.’’
Shoving her hands into her pockets as she watched him leave, the young girl frowned. There was something in here… With her fingertips, she withdrew a small piece of paper from her pocket and took a look at it. A phone number had been scratched out on its back, followed by a few words,
Her heart hammering in her chest, Y/N couldn’t help but wonder...
‘’L.’’ for… Leo or… Loki ?
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