Bucky was at home fixing dinner. It was Loki's favorite with their favorite wine and some slow music going that they could dance to if they wanted. He planned on lighting some candles later and maybe having a bubble bath and rose petals as well. He wanted to surprise Loki with a simple date night at home
Loki was just getting home from the grocery store, with Bucky’s favorite pie and ice cream. The same thing had been on her mind, she wanted to treat her mate to something nice. The goddess walked into the home and immediately inhaled. “Oh, that smells like my favorite, I’m being spoiled.” @soldiershunterswitchesandroyals
Summary: Loki crash lands on an alien planet after escaping the TVA. There he meets Kai, a beautiful woman with a mysterious past. Set after the first episode of the Loki 2021 TV series.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!! Graphic descriptions of sexual acts including thigh riding, dirty talk, fingering, oral sex and sex.
Status: Ongoing, update coming at the end of November!
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Chapter 1 - Loki finds himself alone on a foreign world though he quickly makes a new friend.
Chapter 2 - Kai tracks down a buyer, Loki catches up.
Pairing: Lady!Loki/OMC, Loki / OMC
Chapter Rating: Mature
Chapter Tags: Smut, Oral sex - Male performing on female, Penis in Vagina sex, Nudity,
Originally written for: @lokibingo
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The damage to the bifrost was slowly being repaired. That said, progress was slow going thanks to the blizzard currently slithering its way through Asgard, just as Faolán had so cleverly predicted the day before. Huddled in her massive white fur coat, Loki glared at the two issues, the weather she could not influence without upsetting numerous gods who would make her day not worth getting out of bed for. The second issue, which she regretted getting out of bed for, was the bifrost that they had tasked her with leading the repairs for.
Thankfully, the blizzard had moved on somewhat. While it battered the northern parts of the realm, Loki and her amassed team continued to work on the bifrost. Or they would if her team didn’t have to stop every hour to warm up in their huts while complaining about the biting cold.
Heimdall didn’t complain. The ancient guardian was standing there, implacable as the day he was brought into creation, without the usual protections afforded to him by Himinbjorg. He stood as always, observing the realms, his burning golden eyes gleaming in the low lights.
Loki pondered the damage done, impressed, as always, by Mjölnir’s propensity for damage. She and Thor made the perfect couple. They were always so willing to bludgeon and shatter those that could crush beneath their combined might. It was a wonder they did not stain the nine realms with the blood of their enemies and victims.
The repairs were finally progressing at an acceptable rate. Not that this stopped Odin glaring at Loki, like this was somehow her own fault and not Thor’s. Thor hadn’t needed to shatter the bifrost. But that did not matter to Odin. If Loki could be blamed, then she would be blamed, and that is the fate Loki had accepted. Odin would never again pretend to be the doting father he had so poorly tried to be before.
@circecore so this is for you. unedited, pardon mistakes.
Loki is used to the looks. The sneers and stares. They tolerate her because of her skill and because she’s a package deal with Thor. Everyone knows that, no one argues.
Usually.
She and Thor have pulled jobs with Victor’s crew before. The last one was especially lucrative. It’s a good thing Victor never realized she and Thor stole shit they weren’t supposed to. Doesn’t matter now. What matters today is the current job. Keep moving, keep looking forward and stay alive. The only person she ever looks back for is Thor, everyone else can rot.
Plans are shared and changed over a map of their target. Four buildings across one city. It’s ambitious and at least half of these people will either die or end up in prison.
Loki files her nails down to make sure they won’t get in the way of her work. She sits with her legs crossed and her eyes on her file. For once she’s well and truly not bothering anyone.
Thor is laughing with someone at a nearby table, jovial as always.
An argument is happening somewhere across the room, quiet enough that no one has really noticed, but Loki can pick up their whispering, their hissing words. It’s about her.
She spares a glance in the direction of the discussion, raising a brow when some bruiser with half an eyebrow missing spots her. He breaks away from the other two and begins stalking toward her. His companions stay put, casting glances to each other and shifting on their feet. It’s hard, knowing someone is about to die and there’s nothing to do but watch.
Half of the conversation in the room tapers off. Thor looks at her, watching her as the ex-jar head stops a few feet away from her. She smiles and continues fussing over her nails.
“Why do I have to work with some lying bitch like you?”
He hasn’t noticed Thor is standing and walking toward him.
“You’re not fucking right, you sh—”
The slur doesn’t even leave his lips before Thor’s hands are on him. Thor spins him around, punches him in the throat. Two men surge forward only to be held back.
“No, don’t, he’ll fucking kill you.”
No one does well with a crushed trachea. The bruiser falls to his knees and Thor punches him in the face. Blood splatters across them both. Thor follows him down, keeps throwing punches until the air is nothing but grunting, gurgling, and the cracking of bone.
Loki finishes her ring finger and moves on to her pinkie.
Everyone watches, silent, horrified. She grins whenever they look at her, as if asking her to rein Thor in. Never.
Finally Thor grabs the guy by his head and slams his skull to the concrete once, twice, three times, and his entire body falls limp as blood begins pooling underneath him.
The entire crowd takes a step back when Thor stands and rounds on them. It would take at least six men to subdue him, but when five of them will die in the process is it really worth it?
“Anyone else?” Thor combs his hair back from his face and smears blood into his pretty blond locks. “Anyone want to say something about my sister?”
Victor steps forward, holding up his hand, an grin on his lips that doesn’t meet his eyes. “No, Thor. The rest of us are fine with Loki, aren’t we boys?”
They look like a pack of bobble heads, nodding so fast it’s a wonder they don’t break something. Thor spends the rest of the meeting sitting next to her. She files his nails when she sees they’re overgrown. People look, but they keep their mouths shut.
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Loki watches Thor sleep and idly strokes her nipples through her shirt. He’s peaceful like this, with moonlight bathing his face and body in silvery blue light. They’re almost a hundred thousand richer after the job last week, and while Victor’s crew is dropping like flies they’re safe an ocean away in their old family home.
It’s good that they came home for this. Somehow this is right, that a change like this should be made in the home where they were born together, only minutes apart.
She teases her nipples more and feels the buzzing pleasure filling her blood, making her need. Lube drips down the back of her thigh and her cock could do with some attention even if it’s still soft. Would Thor react to hearing her moan? If she touches herself will he hear her noises and dream of fucking some nice, wet hole? Will he see her face?
Loki kicks the end of his bed and Thor jolts awake, sitting up and looking around the room, eyes settling on her as he squints to see in the darkness.
“Loki wh—”
He cuts himself off when he sees what she’s doing. Loki licks her lips and smiles, rubbing her nipples with her middle fingers until she can’t help whining at the over stimulation. Everything feels better when it hurts a little.
Thor swallows hard and runs a hand through his hair. Moonlight catches the curve of his cock as it fattens up under his sheets. He likes the show. Good.
“Is that my shirt?” Thor asks.
She giggles and shakes her head. “It’s mine. Possession is nine-tenths of the law, brother.”
A lopsided grin lifts his lips. “Right, of course.”
Loki pulls on her nipples and gropes herself, sighing at the wonderful, gentle pressure and how warm she feels inside.
Thor scoots back to lean against his headboard. “Come here.”
She shakes her head and takes a step back from the bed.
Thor swings one leg out, his eyes flashing bright. “You want me to chase you.”
Loki turns and runs, bare feet slapping against the hardwood. The stairs are still over a meter away when Thor catches her. His arms circle her waist and he growls as he lifts her into the air and carries her back to his room. The door slams as he kicks it shut and the sound makes her hole throb.
He drags her into the bed and arranges them so they’re facing as she sits in his lap. His cock lays in the crease of her hip, hot and hard, bigger than she remembers.
Thor drags the shirt up and off, throws it across the room and then his hands are everywhere. He gropes her breasts and kisses her neck, one hand slides around to her back and grabs the meat of her ass hard, slides into her crack and rubs her hole until she’s keening.
His fingers are so thick and they feel so good sinking into her. Two first, then three. Thor moans against her skin, loud and hungry. “You’re ready for me.”
She nods and bites her lip. Thor does all the work. He holds her up and guides his cock into her body, groaning and babbling broken praises as she sinks down onto him. Every other word is her name and in between it’s all love and good and thank you and Loki knows no one else could lavish her, worship her like her brother.
They barely move, just gentle rocking as they hold each other. Thor’s lips drag across her jaw, down her neck and across her sternum. He kisses her nipples, pulls at them with his lips, plays with them so sweetly. Warmth pools in Loki’s cock. Thor was the first person to ever make her hard, she likes that he can still do it.
He opens his mouth and draws her nipple in, sucks and licks while he does nothing more than hold her tight and split her open. When her cock pokes him in the stomach he reaches for it and jacks her off nice and gentle. Loki relaxes and allows Thor to support her weight with his free arm. Thor is never more beautiful than when he’s showing off his strength.
Loki doesn’t hide her noises, not from Thor. Every moan and sigh and whimper is his to keep as he earns them. Her cock jumps in his hand and Loki grins at the bright pressure building inside her.
“Oh, Thor, fuck... I’m gonna cum.” She pets his hair and holds his mouth to her breast.
Thor shakes and groans against her skin and Loki has never felt more beautiful, more wanted. Thor murdered someone for her. He’s always making sure she’s safe, always taking care of her. He’s so good, so perfect, and he loves her, he loves—
Loki gasps and curls in on herself, sobbing and moaning as her cock jumps and cum splashes on their bellies. Thor’s mouth opens and he pants, breath fanning out hot on her skin. His dick is throbbing and he’s shaking. Oh, oh, he’s cumming inside her.
He came just from pleasuring her.
He pulls her close and holds her tight. They bury their faces into each others necks and come down from their high.
Loki can’t stop smiling. Happiness like this is new, strange, and it feels like a brand new future is being laid out for them.
