SUMMARY: A young high school student is the only one in the class who has a problem with her hated subject. When the teacher changes, the girl is infatuated with him... Will the teacher pay attention to her despite the hopeless grades?
WARNING: +18, Smut, infatuation, description of sex, problems at school, vulgar language, sex with teacher, …
Hey!! I have a request for one of your Loki one-shots where Loki is the roommate of the reader, and he finds the reader in his bed moaning his name and things get heated after he catches the reader? I apologize if none of that made sense lol.
A/N: Thank you for your request + your patience. I hope this was what you were looking for :)
Warnings:
18+, restraints, dom-loki, toys
Roommates
It was wrong.
You knew it was wrong, but you couldn’t help yourself.
The way he looked when he got out of the shower this morning. His hair was still damp and dishevelled. He had the audacity to only wear a towel, it hung very low around his hips, giving you an excellent view of his abs and the well-defined lines that lead to his cock. It left very little to the imagination, but still too much for your liking.
‘Morning’ he had greeted you. His deep voice rang through your head for a few seconds, before you realised that you should answer him.
‘Morning’ you had barely made audible.
He just winked at you, as if he knew. To be fair, you never were good at keeping your crushes to yourself. You wouldn’t be shocked if he knew. At least he was polite enough to let you stare and didn’t make fun of you for it.
When you yourself had emerged from the bathroom that morning, wearing very unflattering trainers and a hoody, he was already standing in the hallway. Wearing pants that accentuated his long legs, his shirt hid his abbs, but you knew they were underneath there, and then the tie. You didn’t know if you wanted him to take it off, grab you, throw you onto his bed and tie you up with it, or if you wanted to tie him up with it, so you could ride him until the last light of day.
That was what he did to you. While everyone on earth was searching for someone, for their world to start making sense, you found someone that made your world senseless. And you had to live in that senseless world with him. But not with him.
Worst roommate ever!
He had told you about when he would be back, but you couldn’t remember it if your life depended on it. Your noise was intoxicated with the fragrance of his cologne. And when he had left the apartment, you followed that smell until you were standing in his bedroom. His unlocked bedroom, a sign that he trusted you, a trust you had just broken. And while you should be feeling bad, you didn’t.
The damp towel hung over his chair to dry. His desk was scattered with some papers and his favourite book. He hadn’t made his bed. You could still see the top corner being pulled down from the side he had left his bed this morning. It looked inviting. And before you could question it, you were laying on his soft mattress, your head in his pillow, while his cologne intoxicated you some more. Your trainers and hoody were discarded next to the bed, leaving you in only your knickers. Replaying the scene of him emerging from the bathroom this morning, while you pretended your fingers were his own.
The scene that played in your head made you wetter than you would have thought. And soon you had closed your eyes, rubbing your clit, while various scenes of Loki taking you in all kinds of positions played before you eyers. You were so wrapped up in your pleasure, you never head the door open and closing, or the footsteps coming towards you.
Right before you reached your peak, his name coming from you lips, you heard him.
‘STOP!’ he roared.
You froze. Not only from the deep and commanding tone he said it in, but you were staring directly in his green eyes. And the realisation of what you were doing and mostly where you were doing this, was dawning on you. Fuck. Apartment-hunting was the last thing you wanted to do today.
To your surprise he closed the door behind you and walked to the bed. You immediately reached for the top of the covers, to cover your naked upper half. Wondering how long he saw your tits bounce up and down while you were getting yourself off in his room.
‘Loki, I’m so sorry.. I- I-..’ you were stumbling to get out any explanation. As if any explanation could possibly justify what you have done.
‘I didn’t say you could speak’ he snapped.
He looked very dominating, looming over you.And you were afraid to make another sound or to move a muscle. He was scanning your face, and what he could see of your body. Which was a lot less than when he walked in.
‘Wait here’ he said. You opened your mouth in surprise as you watched him leave his own room. Leaving you naked and soaked in his bed.
When he got back, he had something behind his back. But you couldn’t see what it was. He closed the door and locked in on the inside. Making you feel very nervous.
‘Did you know..’ he started. ‘That we have very thin walls’ a smirk appeared on his face. ‘And that I have been hearing everything, and I mean everything, of what you have been doing for the last weeks’ ‘Not only do you have the audacity to make yourself come without my permission, you have the audacity to masturbate to me in my own bed.’ ‘After keeping me up multiple nights with you moaning and with your vibrating toys, I think it is time to teach you a little lesson, don’t you think?’
Your mouth was still hanging open. This was not at all the way you were expecting this to go. You were still nervous, but for a whole different reason now.
‘Hands above your head’ he said, when you didn’t say a thing.
Without a heartbeat you obeyed, making him chuckle in response.
‘What do you say, when you want me to stop?’ he asked.
‘Eh..’ you replied.
‘I’m not going to do anything until you tell me your safeword’ Loki scolded.
‘Red’ you answered.
‘Good’ he smirked. Suddenly he pulled the blankets with one arm, making you yelp when that cold air suddenly hit your body. You tried to cover yourself, but he pushed your legs apart and set down between them.
‘Where did I tell you to put your hands?’ he asked.
He let you catch your breath, and you put your hands above your head again.
‘You are absolutely soaked’ he bit his lower lip.
‘Wait, you could hear me this entire time?’ you asked, suddenly understanding the words he had been saying to you.
‘Oh yes, and you have put on quite a frustrating show’ he laughed. ‘Now, it is my turn!’
Your stomach dropped when he put the thing he had behind his back, next to him. You recognized that box. ‘How?’ you asked.
‘You keep your room unlocked, and after the many conversations with your friend about which vibrator or dildo got you off the most, while you thought about me, I got curious’ he grinned.
‘Hey’ you wanted to protest. But his eyebrow quirked up and you knew you had no ground to stand on.
He grabbed your knickers on either side. And slowly pushed them down a bit.
‘God, your soaked. And I haven’t even begun yet’ he smirked.
You tried to close your legs, but he put his hands on your thighs, keeping them open.
‘I warn you, you’re only going to get yourself in more trouble’ he scolded.
‘This is not fair, you still have all your clothes on’ you whined.
Loki rushed forward and captured you lips in a heated kiss. Your hands grabbed his neck to pull him closer towards you. When he pulled back, you realised he had tied your hands above his bed with his tie.
‘All those sleepless nights, being rock-hard, hearing you, while laying frustrated in my bed. That was not fair’ he whispered in your ear.
‘Now, shall we start with this one?’ Loki smirked as he held up the pink vibrator. The one you told your friend was frustrating. It was quite cheap, that’s why you bought it. But even on the highest setting the only thing it did was frustrated you. It would never be strong enough to push you over the edge. And you knew that he knew that. Still, he pushed the vibrator inside of you and started on the lowest setting, while you desperately bucked your hips for more friction, looking into his eyes, looking completely hypnotized by the way your body moves.
This was going to be a very frustrating day for you. Like you said, worst roommate ever.
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Summary/ Request: This story came from a request by one of my sweet little followers. After a wild night with Loki, you, dear reader are sore and tired. What does aftercare look like from the God of Lies?
Pairing: Loki x Female Reader
Warnings: References bondage, rough SMUT, then just fluffy, lovey, romantic SMUT
As the back of your thighs met the supple leather of the conference room chair you nearly cried out. Memories from last night made your knees weak and your panties damp as a jolt of pain shot through you. It had been like this all day, fraying your nerves and your patience.
Biting back a moan, grabbing onto the conference table's ledge, you willed your wayward body to relax. One more meeting then back to your apartment upstairs, a cup of tea and a shower. And Advil. Lots of Advil.
"Everything alright darling?" Loki's voice, honey hot, humming in your ear sent a shiver through your aching body. He knew it wasn't alright. Oh yes, he knew very well, but you weren't about to give him the satisfaction of needling you.
Trying to sound unaffected, "Me? Yes. I'm just fine, thank you."
Refocusing on the paperwork in your hands, smoothing your skirt over your tender bottom, you gingerly sat for the afternoon meeting. Perching on the very edge of your chair, back straight, you struggled to appear professional, giving Loki none of your attention. Could Loki allow that? Hardly!
Sliding into the chair next to you, leaning into your space, "I do love your blouse. High neck line, very demure." Dropping his voice an octave, "Good for hiding behind, I suspect."
Attempts to avoid the handsome God, who was so close that his amber scent was swallowing you, were heading out the window. Loki managed to make your body, your physical being, react to him in ways you couldn't overlook.
Playing with the chunky statement necklace that lay on top of your turtleneck, intent on ignoring the mischievous man at your side,"Go away Loki."
Flashing out a silent warning, your eyes peered into his, almost daring him to continue. With a searching glance Loki settled in beside you without another word. Too tired and too sore to spar with him, you turned your attention to the presentation Steve Rogers was starting, almost grateful for the droning distraction.
Feeling your eyes drop closed, heavy from your active night and lack of sleep, you struggled to follow Steve's sonorous voice. Right now it felt more like a lullaby than life saving information. You realized that this was the most comfortable you had been all day and mentally decided to let sleep claim you. Apologizing to Steve would be easier than staying awake just now.
Reaching past you for a water glass, Loki made sure to rub his arm across your chest, waking you fully. A stuttering gasp left you because your nipples, bruised and abraded, were purposefully agitated by Loki's intentional fumbling. "Fuck, Loki!" Whispering for him alone, you glared at his smug smile, now awake and more than slightly aroused.
"What? Is something wrong?" His innocent act was almost as irritating as the rub of your clothes against your abused flesh.
"You know damn well what's wrong." Steve was staring at you, clearly aware that you and Loki had both checked out of his talk. But it was too late. The meeting was over, as was the workday, and you couldn't have been more relieved.
Rising as quickly as your bruised knees allowed, you scooted out before you could be chastised by your leader, trying to outrun Loki too. It didn't work.
He caught you outside the elevator, gripping your wrists tight, pressing his normally delicate fingers against the bracelet of welts you sported today."Shit, Loki! That hurts!"
Instantly releasing you, Loki pressed the call button, a frown creasing his noble brow. "Did you put the lotion on today? The cream I left for you?"
Tugging at the hem of your skirt, hoping no one could see your purple marked thighs, you denied Loki eye contact. "No. I forgot alright? But, ya know, this… this sucks."
Arriving with a ding, you both boarded the elevator, the conversation on hold. In the privacy of the lift, pushing you into the mirrored wall, Loki's mouth dropped to yours. Denying him your lips, you turned away, pouting a little.
Chuckling darkly, "Hard to get, is that it pet? Isn't this what got you into trouble last night?"
"Don't remind me about last night. How could I possibly forget? Every time I move, every step I take, I can feel it, Loki." Your words are angry but your tone? That's whiny. Loki's just so close to you. And your body, betraying, pushes your chest out craving more connection, even if it makes you bite back a whimper.
Missing nothing, Loki's voice full of sin, "Are you saying that it's my fault you can't sit properly? Or... that I'm the reason you're covered from throat to wrist?"
"Um…" That is exactly what you were saying, but with Loki nipping at your earlobe you were forgetting why.
Humid breath husked across your throat carrying the scent of Loki's afternoon espresso. Tracing your jawline with his talented tongue, Loki tisked at you, "Am I the reason you can't walk straight this morning?" Uh oh. This is exactly what he wanted. Admission of submission.
His hand slid under your skirt, lifting it higher as he nosed against your jaw. "Because I loved sucking everyone of those hickeys on to your body while you were handcuffed to my bed, mewling with need."
"Loki…" You felt your center blaze to liquid life. Nuzzling into your covered neck, Loki's arms course over your own, raising them over your head. Pinning you against the mirrored wall of the ascending elevator, "Those breasts of yours, so soft, so full, are covered in my fingerprints. I can still taste your firm, tight nipples. Licking them and biting them while you cried my name was so enticing, pet."
God, you remembered it all. Each affliction, each sharp touch, roaring to life in your mind. Recalling the sexual adventures of the night before was making you weak willed and warm.
Stopping at your floor, the doors parted on a thankfully empty hallway. Taking you by the hand, Loki pulled you toward the room you shared, causing you to stumble over your heels. "Keep up kitten…"
Holding the door for you, Loki slapped your bottom as you passed by. Somehow your legs kept you upright but you still yelped at the stinging smack. Fresh hurt washing over the embers of yesterday's rough play set you whimpering.
Coming up behind you, wrapping you up in his iron banded arms, "Take off your clothes."
Without waiting for a reply, Loki crossed the floor, shutting the bathroom door after him. Your mind wanted to resist his domineering demand. The rebellious side of your nature needed to, but your body was already flush with want.
Interest piqued by Loki's behavior, desire drawing your hands to act without direct input from your brain, you slipped off your shoes. With a sigh, your sore shoulder stretching, you shrugged off your top, letting it drop to the floor. It was shortly joined by your skirt.
Popping his dark head around the bathroom door, "Darling?"
Seeing you in your underclothes, looking more exposed than if you were fully bare, Loki licked over his bottom lip. Sexy as hell, that's what you were, covered in the lavender and scarlet stains of his passion. Although, if he was honest, maybe he had been too rough on you last night.
Turning as he neared, you noticed his jacket was gone, shirt sleeves rolled up. Those strong forearms, which could hold you down and force your pleasure from you, or gather you into a bone cracking hug, were on delicious display. Loki was so impossibly masculine in moments like this, it was no wonder you let him talk you into realizing your wildest fantasies.
Reaching for the hooks on your bra, Loki saw you wince, and it softened him even more. As happy as he had been to restrain you, taste you, tease you, Loki was now over eager to soothe away your hurts. Good thing he already had a plan in motion.
"Come on, dove." Threading his fingers through yours, you trailed Loki to your shared bathroom, the warm scents of vanilla and coconut filling the space. Almost overflowing, the tub was loaded with creamy lather, tendrils of steam rising from the surface. It called to your weary body.
Brushing his hands over your shoulders, Loki kissed along the nape of your neck, gathering your hair to one side. From behind you, he circled your waist, hands slipping under the waist of your panties. As they slide over your thighs, Loki follows, kneeling in order to help you out of them completely.
With his sturdy size for support you stepped into the scalding water, settling in slowly with a gentle groan. Sitting outside your bath, Loki used the same hands that had spanked your bottom pink to swipe sudsy soap across your neck, releasing the tension you carried all day. Following with a soaked washcloth, Loki began to wash you, worship you, with each soothing swipe.
Shifting slightly, you gave Loki full access to your bobbing breasts, hungry for his touch once more. Dipping under the water, you felt him ghost over your legs, his hands quick, never lingering very long. You were cooing quietly, Loki getting high on the soft sounds escaping you at each pass of his palms.
To him you sounded like a happy cat, purring in pleasure, unwound. Eyes closed, leaning into the back wall of the deep tub, Loki could swear you were melting. "May I… may I wash your hair?"
His request was whisper soft, just shy of timid, and so adorable that your heart fluttered at his sweetness. Biting your bottom lip, nodding, you put yourself completely in Loki's capable hands. "Keep your eyes shut, dove."
"Yes…"
Pouring smoothly, Loki traced the flow of the water, separating your hair with his dexterous digits. Heavily lidded eyes watched Loki, the God of Mischief, as he poured shampoo into his hands. Once he was happy with the lather, Loki began working in slow circles, savoring the sensation of your scalp under his fingers.
"Tip you head back, sweetling." Using a hand to keep soap from your eyes, just like a protective mother might, Loki emptied his pitcher over your head. Shivering as the suds sluiced over your heaving chest, you were overcome by the erotic gentleness of your lover.
After rinsing your hair free of bubbles, Loki kissed your upturned forehead, then shifted so that his folded arms laid on the lip of the bathtub. Watching you like that, resting his chin on one arm, the other playing in the cooling water, he was content.
Reaching for his wet fingers, "I think you missed a spot, babe."
"Hmm… did I?" Breaking through the scented suds, Loki's hand slid over your slippery skin, grazing your thigh. Moaning gently, his light touch thrilling, you tipped your head back. Enjoying Loki's quiet exploration of your body, his eyes never left your face, "Gods, you're gorgeous."
Smiling, "Aren't you the God of Lies?"
"I have no reason to lie to you, kitten. And here, now, you are a beautiful water nymph. Tempting and taunting me from your watery lair."
Laughing lowly, "I am no temptress, Loki."
"I beg to differ." His fingers found your fluid folds, two entering you slowly, as Loki leaned in to kiss you deeply. Skimming over your bottom lip, Loki's tongue licked into you, his free hand tangling in your clean hair. Scented water splashed onto the floor as Loki curled his digits against your sweetest spot, soaking him, making you sing out.
Gasping, you gripped the walls of the tub, letting Loki take care of you as your body shook through its release. Safe in his care, cherished and clean, your body softened, satisfaction making you sag into the deep water. When he withdrew, you sat forward, "Not yet, please?"
Using the ledge, Loki rose, chuckling as he lifted your chin. "Take a few more minutes. I'll be back to dry you off in a bit. Don't want you to get pruney, do we?"
"Hmm… no we don't want that!" Sinking back into your warm, wet cocoon, you yawned and shut your eyes.
Too soon, it seemed, Loki was nudging you awake. "Dove? The water's cold now… come on, let's get you to bed."
Stirring, you saw Loki holding out a fluffy towel, ready to dry you off. He helped you stand and made sure you carefully stepped out onto the wet tiled floor. Wrapping you in the comfort of his big bath sheet, you giggled as Loki dried your tresses, then tucked the towel firmly around you.
Leading you to the best looking bed you had ever seen, Loki unwound your terry cloth covering, "Lay down, pet."
You did, happily collapsing into the comforter, laying on your tummy.
"This might be a little cool at first…" Loki's oil filled palms slipped over the sore muscles of your back. Spending some quality time on your tenderized tush, Loki made sure to rub you in delicate circles, smoothing the liniment into your hot skin.
After sliding over the backs of your legs and each arm, "Very carefully roll over, alright?"
Muffled by the downy softness of your bedspread, "Yes, dear."
It took you a few moments to follow Loki's direction. Your body was like melted butter. Soft and pliant, all of the previous night's precious pains soothed away, you were a mushy marshmallow.
Fingers traced over the bites and bumps that marked you as his. Stroking oil over your thighs, your belly, your bruised breasts, you let Loki work. His magical hands anointing you with his attention.
Certain that you had drifted off during his massage, Loki kissed you lightly, gratified that you were comfortable and content. Straightening, Loki stepped out of his trousers, eager to join you in bed. When you felt the mattress dip to accommodate him, you turned towards Loki's warmth,"Thank you, babe. I feel magnificent!"
Gathering you to his side, Loki curled an arm over your middle, his chest to your back. "That pleases me, kitten."
Twisting around in order to face your mischievous man, "I mean it. You take good care of me, Loki."
Twirling a lock of your damp hair in his fingers, "That was always the difference between Thor and myself. I took care of my toys."
Pushing his shoulder, huffing, "I'm not a toy, Loki!"
"I know, I know, it's just I love playing with you so much… You are my favorite plaything. My darling doll."
Pulling him closer, you pressed yourself to Loki, lip to lip and hip to hip. You both let the kiss deepen, drawing you tighter together, when Loki tucked his forehead to yours. "Sleep now, darling."
Nodding with a deep yawn, you let Loki wrap the thick blanket around you, snuggling into the security of his arms. Arms that could bring you to ecstasy easily. Arms that could rock you to sleep. Arms that belonged to Loki... arms that belonged around you.
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Prompt: Continuing the prompts from last chapter (just because I had written so much originally that it had to be split in two parts)…but I decided to chose a new song and got help from my hubby for that. Now the prompts are: “Dangerous” by Royal Deluxe, Asgard, Loki’s helmet.
Pairing: Loki x Burglar!reader.
Content: Swearing as usual (I think), the colour blue, a LOT of adult-only content! (avoid the itch - wrap the bitch)
A/N: It’s been an absolute joy to watch the storm of demands for helmet-smut after the last chapter :) Please...if you like this chapter too, then reblog! Comment! Anything! Also...the art is obviously not made by me, because daymn!
Ready or not
Every ounce the man that drove you to temptation, Loki’s posture demands subjugation even if he must be weak still. Or maybe he isn’t? Studying the god, you notice a faint blue taint in his pale skin where raised markings are visible to any careful observer, proving that he’s putting on a show whether it’s for your benefit or not.
“I see you’ve been busy, my dear.” Moving his gaze to the golden headgear, there’s no doubt what he’s referring to. “I was…certain that chest had been locked…perhaps I was mistaken?”
His steps are careful, slow, but show no sign of strain as Loki walks to inspect the tools still lying by the chest. A hum reveals how impressed he is with what you’ve made do with, making you straighten up with ill-hidden pride. Adjusting his “crown” on your head, you consider the reflection in the mirror. Not bad. Sure, the dress is a bit odd in it’s foreign design, but the near-black purple silk that flows softly around your shape thanks to strategically placed golden ribbons. In fact, you decide, they match the horns very well. Flowy, long sleeves can easily hide the actions of your hands if needed, but that won’t be needed right now.
Turning fully towards Loki once more, you find him seated on the end of the bed. He’s been silently observing you as well, and a smirk hints that he likes the view.
“What brings you here?” you ask, crossing your arms below your bosom to push the breasts up towards the low neckline.
“These are my chambers,” the explanation is quiet, but his voice drops as he continues, “as are the contents.”
The low purr sends shivers through your body, and you know there won’t be anything you’ll refuse him even though you’re willing to play hard to get. “Is that so? I thought it was illegal to own people…at least I won’t be your slave.” ‘Cause I’m wearing the crown.
“My slave? No…you’ll attend to my needs of your own free will tonight,” he purrs deviously, “then we’ll see about the title later.”
“I may be benevolent…if you get undressed.”
Quirking and eyebrow, Loki doesn’t discuss the terms but merely waves a hand to magic his simple clothes away in a haze of gold and emerald, leaving him naked and very much at attention. Rarely one to ignore an impressive cock, your eyes are drawn to the semi-erection between the Asgardian’s thighs. Yes, you feel an aching need for it…but you want more than that, craving his touch everywhere on the skin. A hungry meeting of hot and cold. Past trails of kisses and love bites need renewing with a vigour that can only be found by those who nearly lost the way completely.
“Stroke yourself…my lord.”
He obeys without hesitation by grabbing the cock loosely, arm resting on the thigh as he sets a lazy pace without even once taking the eyes off you. Some incentive won’t go amiss. Reaching up under the dress, you find the delicate fabric of the underwear and pull it down. By the time it appears from under the skirts to pool around you ankles, Loki’s tongue is wetting his lips and his breathing has sped up. Moments later the tiny piece of clothing lands beside him on the bed.
“Move up to the headboard.”
Again, there’s no argument, and he’s rewarded by the golden sash that has held the dress tight around your waist. This one lands on the floor and is soon joined by the first layer of the dress (only leaving two more – Asgardian fashion is very different from temporary Earth-clothes). On his own, Loki has resumed the stroking but this time tighter, baring the dark cockhead each time his hand reaches the base. A bead of natural lubrication appears and is spread in a thin, glistening sheen.
This is how it's gonna be
This is what you'll think of me
You pull at a few more ribbons, very slowly, before the most substantial part of the dress cascades off your shoulders. Gone are the flowy sleeves and the midnight-purple dabbled with gold, and you’re left in a thin shift in a ridiculously romantic lilac hue. You’d never have picked that yourself, but Loki approves, drinking in the vision of you.
“My dear,” the hushed longing transforms into the tell-tale purr, “had I know this would be my reward for sacrificing myself then I would not have waited so long.”
Head held high you cross the distance to the foot end of the bed. “Who says the reward is yours?”
You have to hold on to the horns perched precariously on your head as you climb onto the mattress, but as you settle down (kneeling or sitting on your heels) near Loki’s feet, it’s safe for you to occupy your hands elsewhere. Tracing every curve through the delicate fabric, you allow the god to admire what he can from afar. The pointed nipples are pinched and rolled through the almost transparent silk; waist is highlighted by broad strokes along the sides of the ribcage and across the stomach before you roll your hips into your own palms.
A few feet away, Loki’s ragged breath is barely muted by the teeth he digs into the lower lip even though his hand has slowed. All he can do, it seems, is to hold on to whatever is near. His grasp on the Asgardian shape is failing, causing red to mingle with the normally bright colour of his iris while the blue shade reclaims his limbs by spreading from each ridge and marking.
Bunching the skirt up a bit, one of your hands disappears underneath it with a clear destination. Although the nimble movement of the fingers is nothing by a shadow underneath the rumpled fabric, you help Loki understand exactly what is happening by rolling your hips, guiding your own fingers between then slick folds. And you do nothing at all to mask the obscene sound produced each time a finger slips past the entrance to the core or the growing moans when you tease the clit.
“[Y/N]…” the god groans desperately.
“Yeah?”
Your other hand hasn’t been idle but working your breasts and nipples through the shift. Now you slide it down a thigh and begin to collect the fabric, pulling it upwards inch by inch. It’s torture for Loki. His cock is straining and leaking precum.
“Let me worship your gorgeous body.” The offer’s breathless, making you smirk at his attempt to hide the frustration.
“Don’t want to strain you,” you mumble.
Already kissing a path up his legs while trying to control the impractical headpiece, you whine as the golden horns are stolen for you. Looking up at Loki, however, you change your mind. Fuck me. Battling colours in eyes and skin takes absolutely nothing from the sight. Sex on legs? Sure. And confident, skilled temptation too. But with that thing on his head there’s no doubt in your heart that he does command you.
Straightening up on your knees, it’s a battle to pull the shift off slow enough to maintain some semblance of control. Don’t let him decide anything…else...It lands in a heap somewhere beyond the bed. Bending down to continue the path you’d started, the kisses and bites are only interrupted the few times you have to swat the impatient god’s hands away, each time earning a growl that does nothing but encourage you. You pay particularly good attention to Loki’s hipbones and sensitive area around the cock…but you don’t touch him there.
The balls get a slow lick (resulting in a tremulous gasp) before you move on up across his chest where each nipple get either a kiss of a bite, and by the time you’re indulging yourself with the neck and chiseled jaw, you’ve come to straddle Loki…but you still don’t touch his cock.
“[Y/N…]”
“Patience.”
And I'm about to make it clear
It's going down like I told ya
I'm the baddest mother up in here
Lips meet, tongues dance. It’s enough of a distraction that you can return a hand to your own sex, causing you to sigh into Loki’s mouth, and as cool hands caress your shoulders and back you realize just how easily the god would be able to push you over the edge.
“My pet.” Insisting arms are pulling you closer, a bigger hand nudging your to take over the sinful ministrations.
“I thin’,” you murmur through teeth pulling at his earlobe, “tha’ we’ve establi’ed I’m no’ ju’ your pet.”
Moving closer, tilting your hips is all it take to guide his throbbing cock between your slick folds until it’s glistening. A bonk from the headgear and a tremulous groan proves the effect it has on Loki. It’s all he can do, restraining himself from rutting into you, and you see the shimmer as his Asgardian shape threatens to fail.
“I wanna fuck you, Loki,” you purr, “don’t hide your perfections.”
His eyes snap open, red outside the blown blackness of lust, making you shiver with anticipation of this wilder side of him as he grows just a smidgen in all dimension while the skin takes on the Jotun characteristics that you’ve come to love.
“There we go.”
Sure, the praise makes him smile crookedly, but the expression changes to that of slack-jawed bliss the moment you begin to lower yourself onto his length. Fuuuuck. Thick, ridged, and cold, the intrusion send shiver rolling through your body and there’s no way to prevent how hard you clamp on to him with your pussy.
Slow at first, and with Loki’s hands tight on your hips for guidance, you ride the god to the verge of the first orgasm. It becomes difficult to maintain the dragging rhythm even with your hands wrapped around the horns for support until a breathy order tumbles from you lips and Loki keeps you in place while he thrusts into you. Hard and deep, the ridges seem to slide across your g-spot with a perfection you couldn’t attain on your own, and soon you’re gasping the god’s name as your cunt spasms and your womb shakes.
“Let m–“
“No!” You’re not done with him yet, raising high enough to release his cock from your hold before you collapse onto his chest. “Not yet.”
“Then allow me to taste you, m’lady.”
How can you say no to that? Rolling off of him, you barely have time to land before his tongue weaves between the shivering folds.
Shit. The moans Loki produces should be illegal, obscene in sound as he eagerly labs at you, there’s no doubt that he genuinely enjoys what he’s doing, and each satisfied hum and groan sends vibrations into your core and still-sensitive clit.
Guiding him by the horns, you bring his focus exactly where you need it. The cold might soothe the burning ache, but there’s no respite from the feverish pleasure rolling through you. A finger, then two and then three are added to the mix and this time he’s got you arching as you practically call out for him. High-pitched and ignorant of a world outside the bed.
“Lo-LoKII!”
You can feel him smile against your core. “Yes, m’lady?”
A cheeky idea pops into your head, and you smile down at his glistening face. “You’ve been so very good, my dear,” shivering subtly from the soaring ecstasy, a pleased sigh escapes you, “I’ll grant you a wish.”
Now that gets his attention. Prowling over your naked form, he reach far enough to explore your throat and jawline with his mouth before biting gently at your ear.
“A wish…” he ponders while sending new shivers down your spine, “I should like to take you on all four. My horns on your beautiful head to hold on to as I ram into your delicious quim.”
A deep kiss seals the deal, but before you turn around, he places the golden accessory on your head. Oh, it’s like that? A golden shimmer radiated like a halo around your skull and you feel the crown tighten until it fits perfectly.
“So…perfect.” Something else than lust burns in the red and black eyes as Loki takes you in.
Suddenly, he’s twisted you around and you scramble to find purchase against the intricately carved wood of the headboard as your god slams his cock deep into you, one hand digging its fingers into your butt cheek while the other grabs hold of one of the horns. The tug isn’t harsh, but it’s enough to force your head back and spine arching in a way that present your ass perfectly for him.
Gibberish. That’s all the words tumbling from your mouth are, but the moans and whimpers are easy enough to understand and they spur the man on.
You’re already keening from the impending bliss when a cold hand snakes around your hips to find the slippery folds and the tiny nerve bundle hidden away there. A few circular rubs is all it takes before you come undone, screaming silently with pleasure.
“My…qu-queennn!”
Cold and hot liquids mix within you, taking away your attention from the sharp bite on your shoulder. Moments later, the two of you have collapsed in an ungraceful heap of tangled limbs and sloppy kisses. Somehow the golden horns disappear on their own.
“I’m gonna…gonna wear that more…often,” you manage to gasp.
The arm that ensnares you and pulls you close is still blue. Big and strong and absolutely perfect like the chest you snuggle against.
“But now we sleep, my dear.”
Get ready cos here I come
I'm about to come and get me some
Hot as a smoking gets
Request:
Loki with a predator/prey kink. One night, when he is having dinner with his wife, he shots her a glare with that look in his eyes and a devilish smirk on his lips. He gently tells her to run. As she’s sprinting down the halls, he’s tricking her by doubling himself. She soons learns his little game. By now whe’s running in a more open area, she sees him and thinks it’s just one of his clones. She doesn’t pay much attention to him and runs by him, rather cloos. But oops, it’s actually him this time and she’s pretty much screwed, because he pins her to the floor.
Words:
2.705 words
Warnings:
Dominant Loki, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, sex (18+)
Run!
The last week was a bit of a slur. It was filled with engagements, Loki had to attend, meaning that you had to attend also. Royal engagements never were fun, mostly tedious and boring. But there was something about this week, that had made them even more unbearable. Even your husband - who always knew a way to make things interesting, often not for the good of his royal status, had no tricks up his sleeve this time. You were a little disappointed by that. The days all consisted of polite small talk, political talk, and food. Lots of it. To make matters worse, no alcohol. Due to some religious holiday of the visiting royal family, who couldn't drink this week, Odin had decided as a sign of good will to not serve any alcohol. You got the political motivation behind his reasoning, but had cursed him several times that week in your head.
The guests had finally left and you were now enjoying a quiet meal with your husband. Unfortunately, it was not a comfortable silence the two of you had fallen in. Both of you were still in an awful mood from the whole week. Literally nothing interesting had happened, that you could discuss. Of course, there were a lot of other topics the two of you could talk about. But for some reason both of you had decided to endure your meal in silence, waiting for this week to end. You were absently minded playing with your food. Not paying attention to your surroundings. You were looking around when your eyes locked with Loki’s. His green eyes sparked trouble, and knowing the devilish smirk that was plastered on his face, trouble was sure to follow.
You stared at him, waiting for something to happen. But what happened, was not wat you expected. Loki sat up straight, he looked taller that way. His facial expression changed from trouble to regal, he clearly felt like he was in charge at the moment. And what followed was him leaning a bit closer towards you and he gently tells you ‘Run’.
‘What?’ you asked.
‘Run’ he repeated again in the same gentle voice. ‘You have 10 seconds’ he added.
You abruptly stood up. You still looked into his eyes. His eyes which were saying I dare you to defy me. The adrenaline was starting to pump through your veins. Your breathing was already increasing and the thrill was starting to take control of you. Loki watched you intently, and that's when he said ‘5’
That was the moment you ran towards the door, quickly running through, and slamming it shut behind you. Hoping it would buy you more time, before Loki caught you. Because you both knew, you could run all you like, but there was a moment coming that he would catch you. How long it would take and what Loki would do if he did finally catch you, you didn't know. You quickly sprinted down the hall, reached the staircase and started to descend. Loki knew the palace and every little shortcut like the back of his hand. Your best chance was to remove yourself and him from palace grounds.
When you were downstairs you had a choice to make. You could run to the left or to the right. Either way was leading towards the gardens, so it didn't really matter. But you still hesitated. You turned left, but then Loki walked around the corner. He was standing at the end of the hallway with a wolfish look on his face, that made the adrenaline run faster through you. You turned around and quickly run the other way. When you were almost at the door that would lead you to the gardens, you saw Loki suddenly appear in front of you.
The two of you were standing a few meters apart from each other. Your eyes locked in a staring contest. But that's when you realized, that this wasn't really Loki. If he had teleported, there would be a green glow, but there wasn't. Meaning that the Loki standing in front of you, was one of his doubles. You could go through them. You gave him a wink and sprinted towards him. You jumped at him and indeed went through. You slid the door to the side and entered the gardens.
You ran as quick as you could through them, ignoring Loki's who were popping up right and left from you. You knew they weren't real. One appeared in front of you, but you just went through like the others. Suddenly you bumped into the back of a guard. He turned around and annoyingly looked at you. You saw from his face that he was about the scold you, but he didn't get to start because a green glow appeared behind you. Loki was standing at a distance. And you knew that he was real this time. The guard looked at it, bowed to the both of you and slowly backed away. Everyone knew better by now than to interrupt Loki in his games, especially his games that involved you.
Before Loki could take a step towards you, you ran past the guard. ‘Sorry’ you yelled at them, and then you were gone. You didn't see Loki behind you for a while, but knew he was nearby. You ran towards the horse box, that way you could see him coming from either side of you. When you were almost there, you looked behind you and saw Loki in the far distance trying to catch up. Turning your head, you suddenly saw two Loki's in front of you. You didn't expect that, but knew better than to fall for his tricks. Of course, he would try to make you run the other way, towards him instead of away. You ran towards the Loki on the left in front of you and went through, like you expected.
But suddenly two arms grabbed you from the right and forced you to a halt. You squeaked out of shock and your eyes widened when you realised that Loki had caught you. How he had pulled this trick of you didn't know, but you did know by the look of he gave you, you were in trouble.
‘So, the cat finally catches the little squeaking mouse’ he laughed.
Before you could response, he swept your feet. You fell backwards and landed, with a lot less impact than you were predicting, with your back on the ground. Loki was on top of you and pinned you down with his weight. You struggled underneath him, but he grabbed your wrists with one hand and put them above your head.
‘You can struggle all you want, but that won't stop me from having my way with you’ he growled in your ear.
You were completely out of breath from all the running, and didn't have much strength left to struggle. Loki let you struggle for a few seconds, before he pinned your wrists down with his magic, leaving him with two free hands. Without saying a word, he grabbed the deep V-neck of your dress and tore it in half. You weren't wearing anything underneath and lay completely bare for him.
‘Loki’ you panted. ‘We can't do this here!’
He stopped and looked at you. The smirk on his face was back, the one that screamed trouble, and you knew now in how much trouble you were in. ‘Why not?’ he innocently asked. As if the two of you were in your private bedroom.
‘Someone will see’ you breathing had slowed down a bit. You didn’t struggle anymore, because it was futile. The cold air hit your body and you started to shiver a little. Your nipples hardened and you saw Loki licking his lips, as if you were a feast and he had been starving all week.
‘Then you shouldn't have let yourself get caught here’ he countered, as if it were your own choice.
Before you could protest any further, Loki kissed you deeply. Without asking for permission, he grabbed your hair and pulled on it. When you hissed his slid his tongue inside your mouth and started to explore every inch. When he broke of the kiss you were, again, out of breath. He started to kiss your necks and leave little bite marks. His hands were descending from your hair to your breasts. Your nipples were already hard, cause of the cold. But Loki started to play with them, taking each of your nipples between his thumb and index finger, slowly starting to roll and squeeze. Making them harder.
He went on until you were softly moaning. ‘Still don't want to do it here?’ he smirked at you.
‘I- what if someone sees?’ you asked. Loki just shrugged his shoulders and started to kiss lower towards your breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth. His warm tongue swirling around it, made you arch your back. While he kept his tongue working on your nipples, his hands went lower. He grabbed both of your thighs and spread you as wide as you could. He stopped and sat on his knees between your legs. He pulled the lips of your pussy slightly apart, exposing your wet hole and throbbing clit.
He put his thumb on your clit and slowly started to circle it. That was the moment you were completely gone. You were now moaning shamelessly and bucking your hips to create more friction. Loki put his other arm on your stomach and pushed you down. His thumb was still working your clit and he put his mouth closer. You could feel his hot breath on your pussy.
‘If someone sees us, they will see you, laying here so beautifully submissive. My good girl, letting me play with here as I like’
His thumb was removed, and replaced by his tongue. He licked up and down your entire length a few times, before starting to focus on your clit. After a few seconds he removed his tongue and replaced with his thumb again. He kept repeating this action, while he was whispering dirty things to you.
‘If you some sees us, I will not stop. I will keep going until you come moaning my name’
‘After that I will take you how I like. They will watch how you are fucked by me and can do nothing about it’
‘How you will come repeatedly on my cock from the pleasure only I can bring you’
You came hard on his tongue, almost screaming his name. Loki worked you through your orgasm. He got back up and the bonds on your wrists suddenly vanished. You immediately put your hands around his back and realised he was still fully clothed. You frowned at him and he just winked at you.
‘Am I wrong to say that you wouldn't enjoy it? Getting fucked by me, while some stranger watches us’ he grinned. The slight blush on your cheek betrayed you.
Loki suddenly turned your around. You caught yourself on your hands and knees. He grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you down towards the ground. You heard his zipper open and knew what was about the come. You wiggled your bum a little in anticipation. Without warning Loki suddenly spanked you heard. You jolted forwards, hissing.
‘Such a needy slut for me’ he growled.
He grabbed your hips with both hands, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises. He entered your slick entrance in one motion. He didn't give you any time to adjust, he started to rut in and out of you. You clenched your hands in the ground, while you felt his cock hitting your G-spot with precision every time he went into you. You were unable to do more than lay there and take it. Moaning so hard, that if someone was nearby, they would sure come looking. Loki was starting to grunt and you knew he was close. Suddenly you saw a light from afar, quickly approaching.
‘Well, I suggest you come and make milk me for all I have. Unless you want that guard to watch me fuck you’ Loki purred in your ear.
He went on with his animalistic thrusts. The light was getting closer, but you didn't care. You felt his fingers snake to your clit and started to abuse your clit as they liked. Even though it was far too sensitive for any stimulation, you were loving every second. You came hard screaming his name, you walls clenched down on his cock. You heard Loki grunt loudly and his hot seed was spilling inside of you. When he got down from his bliss, he slipped out of you. He quickly flicked his wrist, cleaning the both of you. He grabbed his cock, put it back in his pants and pulled the zipper upwards.
You slowly stood up, while Loki helped you. You had a little trouble to stand, your head snapped up to the light, which was very nearby.
‘Loki, clothes’ you hissed at him.
You could see the shim of a horse, and the guard sitting on top of it holding a torch near his face. Suddenly a green shimmer engulfed you. You looked down and saw that Loki had dressed you in his coat, but only his coat. It just about covered you, and still exposed your legs which were covered in dirt. Everyone would know what happened if they only took one look at you.
‘Loki’ you hissed, but he just kissed the top of your temple.
The guard slowed his pace, once he recognized you and Loki. He assessed the situation, his eyes went to your legs and flicked towards Loki. Loki was just smirking proudly, while pulling you closer towards you. Your cheeks heated up, because everyone knew that the guard knew what just happened. To make matters even worse, it was the same guard you encountered in the gardens.
‘Sorry to disturb you. I just saw movement and had to check it out’ the guard said after clearing his throat.
‘Just doing your job’ Loki answered. ‘We were just going back to our room anyway’ he added.
‘Right’ the guard nodded and turned his horse around. And you were thankfully he was about the leave. But that is when you heard Loki's voice again.
‘Actually, my love has a little trouble walking I imagine. Would you be so kind to lend us your horse, so we can ride back?’ his voice betrayed that he was punishing the guard at the moment.
The guard turned around again, and didn't look at all happy with the request. You understood why, he was the one that had to walk all the way back. ‘Of course, your majesty’ the guard said through gritted teeth.
He emerged from his horse and handed Loki the reins. He bowed and started to walk towards the castle again.
‘Why didn't you just teleport us back and let the guard keep his horse?’ you asked, when Loki had helped you up on the horse.
He got on as well and put the horse in a trot. You were comfortably laying back on his chest. Loki put one arm around your waist and held you tightly against him, while he used his other one the steer the horse.
‘If I hadn't shown up, he was going to scold you in those gardens. He deserves to walk back’ he said.
‘You know you're in trouble with your father after he hears the guard tell him what happened, he is probably walking straight towards him’
Loki just laughed ‘I know, but I will be too busy fucking you in the bath’ he said while kissing your temple.
'While breaking your promise that you would behave yourself during this week’ you added.
‘He! I promised to be on my best behaviour as long as the guests were here, no tricks. And for once I actually did that, but they left. And I think we can all agree that me behaving leads to very boring events’ he said feigning offence.
‘Can't argue with you there’ you mused and were already daydreaming about all the ways Loki would take you tonight.
can i request some dom!loki smut and fluff with a reader who goes through a sub drop after a rough scene? and loki takes care of them and it’s all fluffy. i love your writing!
A/N:
Hope you like it :)
Word count:
1.717 words
Warnings:
Consensual, Dom!Loki, use of magic, restraints, doubles, multiple orgasms, aftercare!
I got you
You had always known that Loki was much more powerful than you. He had magic, you didn't. But this was the first time the two of you had let him use his magic in the bedroom. And it definitely wasn't going to be the last time. Loki felt more control if he used his powers, and that showed. Pushing you even more in your submissive state. You couldn't help it. You wanted to please him, you wanted to earn the next praise on his continuous string of praises, and you wanted to completely surrender yourself to him.
You had long lost track on how many spells he had cast or how many tricks he had played. He had doubled himself, even tripled himself. He had kept you down with his strength, tied you down with the silken ropes the two of you always used, and also kept you completely immobile on the bed. Completely naked with a light green glow covering your body, while he claimed your body as his. And the things he did of you were unspeakable. He had reduced you to his perfect little sex toy. He edged you until you were begging for release, only to overstimulate you to the point where you were begging for a break. He made your limbs move on their own, placing you into the position he wanted you in. And there were a lot of positions he had taken you in. He had you on your back in an x-shape to the bed while he teased you with his cock, or bend over his lap while spanking you, on your knees on the bed with your hands invisibly tied to the ceiling with a continuous vibration at your clit.
Your current position, hands tied behind your back, bouncing on his cock, while you felt the hands of his double push your upper body over. You felt his finger at your back entrance, making you moan in return. Or whatever you would call the sound you made, after what was left over from your voice. Your mind was completely blank. There were so many orgasms, so many hands exploring every inch of your body and multiples cocks that had filled you up repeatedly. You figured Loki had cast some kind of spell on you to endure his torture longer. Because you didn't even come close to saying your safe word to make him stop. You didn't feel like you were in your own body anymore. Your mind was somewhere else, somewhere where you could only feel pleasure surging through your body.
You felt the tip of his cock at your back entrance. It made you shoot forward, but the hands of the Loki who was underneath you tightened his grip on your hips, and stopped you.
‘Last time, you are doing so well princess’ he said.
You whimpered while you let your upper body relax against his. You stopped bouncing up and down his cock. The other Loki slowly entered you from behind, making both of them hiss.
‘I can't get enough from the way that tight little pussy of yours tightens, every time I enter your other hole. You are absolutely divine, love’ the Loki beneath you said.
He snapped his hips, making his cock hit your G-spot. While he was lowering his hips, the one behind him pushed as far inside of you as he could. And when he was almost out of your ass, the one underneath you snapped his hips up again. Alternating their thrusts, keeping you on edge.
‘Look at how good she takes both our cocks’ the Loki behind you growled.
‘It is almost cruel what you are doing to her’ the other one replied.
‘Cruel? I think she likes it very much’
The one beneath you released your hips with one of his hands, only to slowly made its way to your clit. Your poor clit that was already overstimulated and far too sensitive. He started to lightly stroke it, but it was enough to make you come again in seconds. He didn't let up and kept going, while your pussy kept clenching around his walls.
‘And then you call me cruel’ the Loki behind you sadistically laughed.
‘Oh, but she knows better than to complain, don't you little princess?’ the one beneath you asked.
‘Yes’ you panted out. It was getting difficult to concentrate on their conversation with two cocks inside of you and the clit stimulation.
‘You trained her well’ the one behind you commented.
‘I did. But she is a natural magnificent pet’ the one beneath you smiled at you. Making you blush and nuzzles your face farther in his chest.
‘Let's see’ the one behind you said. Suddenly two large hands were at your breast, pushing you upwards. You were with your back against the chest of the Loki behind you. He still kept thrusting in, but was now able to go much deeper. His hands started to play with your hardened nipples, even that made you come at the moment. The one underneath you just grinned wildly at you, because the new angle made him go deeper as well. He still kept playing with your clit. Both thrusts were getting sloppier and you knew he was close.
‘Should we reward her?’ the one behind you asked.
‘She has definitely deserved it’ the one underneath you innocently answered. That couldn't be anything good.
They both sped up their thrusting. You saw the green glow from bother their hands. It covered your breasts and your pussy completely. It felt like multiple tongues that kept licking and dragging all over your skin. A high pitch scream left your throat as you closed your eyes and only saw white. You began to shake.
‘Oh fuck, (Y/N)’ the Loki underneath you groaned as you felt yourself being filled on both ends.
Suddenly the hands that held you to his chest disappeared, as did the restraints on your wrists. The Loki underneath you pulled you off his cock and laid you on your side on the bed. You were still shaking and felt tears forming in his eyes. It took a moment before you realized that you were sobbing.
‘(Y/N), are you okay?’ you heard Loki in a gently voice ask you.
You were. You had no idea where the tears were coming from. You were still shivering and felt extremely cold all of the sudden. That's when you felt Loki engulf you in a blanket. When he was close you grabbed his chest and pulled yourself as close to him as you could. Loki took you in his arms, while he slowly started to move the tears from your cheeks.
‘Shh.. it's all right, I got you. Take all the time you need’ he whispered to you. Making you nuzzle against his chest closer.
‘I don't know why I'm crying’ you barely made audible.
‘You went through a lot. Just relax and cry as much as you want. Are you still cold?’ he asked.
You nodded. You felt his hands starting to rub your upper arms and back. It created warmth you welcomed very much right now. You had no idea how much time had passed. You were just enjoying the way Loki held you in his arms and kept you warm. Eventually you stopped crying. Loki brushed the last of the tears away and kissed the top of your head.
‘Want me to draw you a nice warm bath?’ he asked.
‘Yes, please’ you meekly answered. You reluctantly let go of him. He helped you sit upright and tugged the blankets closer to your chest.
He conjured up a glass of juice and your favourite cookie. ‘Here, eat and drink. I will be right back’ he smiled at you. You nodded and took a sip of the juice and nibble on your cookie. It felt good to eat and drink something, but you missed Loki terribly at the moment.
He came back when you were almost done and took you in his arms again, while you finished eating and drinking. When you were done, he scooped you in his arms and carried you to the bathroom. He had already drawn the bath and the heat coming off it welcomed you when the two of you entered the room. He slowly lowered in into the bed. And you sighed when you were surrounded by the warm water. Loki sat down on the edge, watching you.
You looked at him. ‘What do you need, love?’ he asked.
‘Could you maybe join me?’ you whispered.
‘Anything for you’ he smiled. He got in behind you. You sat in between his legs with your back on his chest, enjoying the warmth. Loki grabbed some oils and started to massage your muscles to let you relax more. After you melted into his chest, he started to wash your hair, expertly massaging your scalp as he did.
‘How are you doing?’ he asked when he rinsed out the conditioner.
‘I'm good, tired’ you said. Fighting your eyelids to stay open.
‘I bet’ he chuckled a little. ‘I'll take you to bed’ he said.
He got out of the tub and helped you out as well. He dried you off with a towel and helped you get dressed in fluffy sweats. It felt good, but your body was still sore. It hurt to stand and you felt yourself sway back and forth a bit. When you were all dressed up, he magicked himself in sweats as well and suddenly scooped you up again.
‘I got you, love’ he said to you as he carried you back to the bed. It was already made with fresh sheets. He laid you down under the covers and got in, immediately pulling you close to his chest.
‘I like your powers’ you yawned.
‘I could tell you did’ he smirked. ‘Now go to sleep, darling. I will be here when you wake up and we will talk about it then’ he said.
Before you could react, you heard his voice telling you a story. When you looked up you saw he was holding a book and was reading to you. You always loved his voice and he knew it. What he was saying you didn't register, because you quickly fell asleep.
this is completely self-indulgent but could i request a one shot for a reader who has been sleeping bad for a few days due to a very long thunderstorm? loki has been trying to comfort them through it but they still can’t sleep well and the storm won’t calm for atleast another two days, so loki ties them up and fucks them till they’re all sleepy and have a rly good sleep? if you don’t wanna write it that’s ok! no pressure. i love your writing and appreciate and admire you as an author so pls don’t write anything you don’t like <3 /gen
A/N: Thank you so much for the request and all the kind words <3! Hopefully you enjoy the story. Thanks for reading my writing. I had a lot of fun, writing this one!
Word count: 1.859 words
Warnings: Sex (18+, MDNI), restraints
Thunderstorm
The bloody thunderstorm lasted for days. And it still would be a few days before it would be over. All thanks to Thor, who had lost some fighting competition. He was a sore loser and had left after the competition to brood somewhere. His mood had a great effect on the weather, unfortunately for you. You had never admitted, but Thor scared you. Not as a person, the two of you got along pretty well. It was his power. As long as you could remember you feared thunder, you couldn’t exactly explain why. You never told Loki, though. How could you ever explain that you were scared of the power of his brother?
But Loki and you were on vacation together at the moment. You tried to hide it as best as you could, but after a few days, you were failing miserably to do so. You had trouble sleeping, leaving you tired during the days. You were starting to get skittish. Whenever Loki suddenly touched or approached you, you would jump in the air. You did the same thing whenever there was another rumbling or light flash. And he was starting to notice. You tried to brush it off, pretend nothing was wrong. But you got a feeling, he saw right through you. He probably had been for a while.
It was the third night. After staying up as late as possible, you couldn’t keep Loki from going to bed. It was 2 o’clock in the middle of the night. He was tired and scooped you up to take you with him. But while he was able to fall asleep in 5 minutes, you couldn’t. The rumbling of thunder was starting to grow closer, making you even more anxious. You were tossing around in bed, jumping every time you heard the rumbling, and scrunching your eyes shut to avoid seeing the flashes. But the thunder got closer and closer, eventually you pulled the covers over your head and crawled up in a little ball. Hoping, praying, it would go away soon.
You flexed your muscles when a hand landed on your side.
‘Darling?’ you heard Loki whisper. From the high tone in his voice, you could tell he was worried.
When you didn’t answer, you could feel his other hand too. He was pulling you towards him, making you come out of your little ball. When you saw another flash, you clung onto him tightly. You started to whisper the seconds out loud, 1… 2… 3... that’s when the rumbling started. The thunder was only 1 kilometre away, roughly.
‘The thunder can’t hurt you’ Loki said.
That made you look up to him. ‘How did you know?’ you asked.
‘I had my suspicion for a while’ he answered while rubbing your back.
‘I’m sorry’ you said.
‘Don’t ever be sorry. Everyone is scared of something, it’s only natural’
‘It feels stupid to be scared of it, especially when I know it’s your brother whose doing this’ you answered.
‘It’s not stupid to be scared. If you talk about my brother being stupid, that’s a whole other story’ he joked in an attempt to make you laugh. But you were too anxious to laugh. ‘Knowing Thor, it will last a day or two, and then the weather will improve. In the meanwhile, I’m here and I promise to keep you safe. Nothing can hurt you, love’ Loki added after a slight awkward silence.
But even the comforting words weren’t enough to calm you down. The next flash made you shrink as far as Loki would let you. You heard him talk, but your brain couldn’t process the words anymore. Something about not being alone, about how thunder couldn’t hurt you inside, you thought you heard the word thunderhead somewhere between sentences. You were only fixating on the flashes and the counting, while your body was reacting on its own.
That’s when you were pushed on your back. Making you snap out of your trance. ‘Last thing I can try’ you heard Loki mumble. Before you could ask what, he was doing, his lips were on yours. His hands were roaming your body. The adrenaline had you already fired up, and you tried to take his shirt off. But he wasn’t letting you. He grabbed your wrists and with his own magic he tied your wrists to the headboard.
He stopped kissing you and looked intensely in your eyes. ‘For the upcoming time, you are going to lay there and take what I give you. Understand?’
You nodded.
‘Speak’ Loki simply said.
‘Yes’ you submissively answered. Your tied hands and the way his body weighed you down, felt so familiar, you couldn’t help but slip right into your submissive state.
‘You know what to do when you want me to stop, right?’ You snapped your fingers, and Loki smiled at you. His lips were on your again, moving slowly. During the kiss his tongue licked your lips, asking to be let in. You opened your mouth to let him in. His tongue took his time, slowly making its way through your mouth. He moaned slightly, making you blush. His hands disappeared underneath your shirt and started to play with your breasts. It made you arch your back a little, leaning into his touch.
He kept his attention on your breasts for a while. Sometimes he would stop kissing you and started to kiss your neck instead, so you could breathe. Unlike most times you were tied up, Loki was going slowly, softly. There was a certain tenderness in the way he was loving you at the moment. It was intimate, so intimate it was the only thing you were able to focus on. The thunder was rumbling somewhere in the background, you could hear it vaguely. But every time you did, you were snapped back to what Loki was doing to you.
You could feel his erection started to grow. You couldn’t tell if he was doing it on purpose, or subconsciously. But he started to snap his hips back and forth. The fabric of your shorts was dragging against your clit in the same rhythm. After a short time, it was becoming unbearable. The only way to voice your frustration was to whine a little. Which was hard when his tongue was circling your own. But whenever you managed, you could tell he enjoyed the way you were starting to squirm underneath him.
You couldn’t tell how much time had passed. But eventually, Loki waved his hands, and both of your clothes were started to resolve. You tugged at the bindings, but you were still tied up. The smirk on his lips didn’t go unnoticed. The comfortable silence at the moment was interrupted by the crackling of the thunder, which was much louder than it was before. When you jumped slightly, Loki pinned you down again. He started to kiss your neck and nibble on your ear. His tongue was swirling around your earlobe, which he knew was your ultimate weak spot. The loud thunder was long forgotten, the only thing you had your mind on was the tip of his erection, which was entering you.
He took his time, sliding in. Focusing on your neck, your ear. Whispering how good you felt, and how beautiful you looked when he entered you. When he was fully in, he stopped what he was doing and let you get used to the full feeling. When you nodded, he started a slow pace, but his hips snapped more forcefully than you expected him to. The most sinful moan escaped your lips, making Loki eager to repeat the move again. You wrapped your legs around his middle, allowing him to go a little deeper. Loki kept up the same pace and the same forcefulness. There was no more kissing. Instead, he looked you in your eyes. Absorbing every little movement of your face, while he was making you feel incredible.
When he got a little bit closer to his own orgasm, he increased his pace a little. The bindings that held your wrists together, disappeared You immediately roamed his back with your hands, feeling his muscles flex and relax, while he kept fucking you. He started to pant a little, leaving open mouth kisses on your lips. Kisses, you eagerly accepted. Your moans were starting to get higher. The knot that was building inside of you, was starting to unravel. You pulled him closer against you. He only circled your clit twice, but it was enough the make you unravel completely. Highly moaning his name, clenching down on his cock. He pumped in and out a few times, before you could feel him come too.
When he did, he kissed you again. He removed himself from you and grabbed a towel so you could clean yourself. After he cleaned himself, he threw the towel away and crawled into the bed with you. Your whole body felt relaxed, you were trying to fight your eyelids which were closing on their own. Loki’s arms wrapped around you. You could still hear the thunder, but in his arms, you felt completely safe at the moment. Loki was caressing your skin and holding you tight against him. While you were starting to fall asleep.
The sun was shining brightly when you woke up. You could hear birds chirping. Loki was already out of bed. Looking at the clock, it was 11 o’clock in the morning. Meaning, you slept a very long time. You felt well rested, at least more than you did the past days. You went to search for Loki. You found him on the couch in the living room. When you entered, he moved up right so you could sit down. He bid you good morning and gave you a kiss. Before you could say a word, he was already off the couch and had left the living room. You had to smile when he came back, holding a plate with a croissant and some orange juice. He sat it on the table in front of you and sat down next to you again.
‘How are you doing?’ he asked.
‘Good, thank you for last night’ you said, while starting to eat your breakfast.
‘You don’t need to thank me. I had plenty of fun myself’ he smirked.
‘I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t know how’ you said.
‘It’s all right, love. You can tell me all about it when you want too and are comfortable with it. Until then, I will try to help you the best I can’ he answered.
‘At least your brother’s mood improved’
‘You can say so’ Loki said. ‘Now, eat your breakfast and get ready. I have a whole day planned for us’
You smiled brightly and ate your breakfast, while Loki was telling you about the things he had planned.
It wasn’t until years later, you found out that Loki couldn’t stand seeing you so anxious. He had slipped out while you were asleep, to search for Thor. He had challenged him to a fight, which he intentionally lost. Making sure to make a little a fool of himself, in order to improve his brother’s mood and most importantly, the weather.
A/N:
This was stuck in my head, had to put it on paper. I was a bit busy lately, but will soon answer your comments, chats and update the taglist! Sorry for the delay :)
Summary:
Loki edging you. That’s the whole summary.
Word count:
1.312 words
Warnings:
Restraints and edging
Playing
Tied up by your wrists and ankle to the bed, you had no-where to go. You were tied up tightly in an x-shape and completely naked, staring at the still fully clothed God sitting between your legs. The worst thing was, he was in a playful mood.
He was done with lightly stroking your sides and thighs. Making you squirm, calculating how much you could move. The answer was not. Which he clearly was pleased about. You felt one of his fingers at your entrance, slowly making its way up to your clit.
‘Tsk, that's not nearly wet enough for me to fuck you’ he fake-scolded you.
‘Loki’ you whined when his fingers slowly circled your clit.
Loki ignored you. He just repeated the movement with his fingers again. This time circling your clit twice, before he removed his finger again.
‘That clit of yours is still hiding, but I'll know how to get it out’ he grinned.
He put his thumb right on your clit and started to circle it. Very slowly. You felt the tension in your body rise. You knew you were getting wetter. You wanted him to continue his slow attack on your clit, until you would fall over the edge. But guessing his mood, that wasn't going to happen.
Without any warning he increased his speed. You moaned loudly, making him chuckle. In this moment you wanted to do nothing more than come. But once you were ready, he stopped. You took a few deep breaths, while you felt the enjoyable feeling die down.
When you were back to normal, Loki opened your folds to take a good look. It made you blush, when he was this intimate.
‘Now, that's better’ he smiled. Seeing your clit begging for attention and your juices started to flow.
He started to stroke your clit again, up and down this time. But he kept his touch light. There was not enough pressure to even come close to an orgasm. It was just enough to start to feel your body buzzing. From the sadistic smile on Loki's face, that was exactly the goal.
You tried to move. First to create more fiction, then to move away. But you couldn't. The only thing you could do was lie there and take it. You were hoping that Loki would use two fingers to enter you, but he didn't. He kept all his attention solely on your clit. When you thought you were in hell, he lowered his face and replaced his finger with the tip of his tongue. Adding more pressure than before. But he only used the tip of his tongue. And right now, you wanted nothing more for him to start licking you. He kept teasing, circling your clit. Only to stop.
When you whined, he laughed.
‘Do you want to come?’ he asked in a tone that had you suspicious.
But what other choice did you have than to say ‘Yes’
'Please’ you added in the hope he would be merciful.
‘Of course, love. All you had to do was ask’ he smiled.
For a moment, you thought he would use his tongue to make you come. But you should have known better by now. He made an over the tope gesture with his hands, there was a green glow and a feather appeared. You let your head sink back down into the bed, knowing your torture was far from over.
He moved the feather over your thighs. Watching how you tensed up, in a pathetic attempt to get away from it. That's when he went for his mark. He slowly dragged the feather from your slit up to your clit. And he slowly started to move it up and down your clit. The light movements were enough to drive you crazy. But wouldn't be enough to make you come.
‘What's wrong?’ Loki teased. ‘I thought you wanted me to play with that little clit of yours’
'Please, let me come’ you begged again.
‘No one is stopping you’ Loki said.
You groaned in frustration. He wasn't technically lying. He wasn't stopping you from coming, but he wasn't trying to let you come either. He just kept going, dragging the feather over your clit. After a while, your whole body felt like it was on fire.
‘I'm being cruel, aren't I?’ he asked as innocently as you ever heard him speak.
The feather disappeared, and you whined in frustration again. Even though you hated the slight stimulation, you were missing it tremendously right now.
‘Yes, I think I am. I should use something else. But what should I use?’ he teased. While Loki pretended to think about it, you felt your missed orgasm die down.
‘Oh, I know’ he smiled wickedly at you. Then a paintbrush appeared in his hand. Before you could react, you felt the brush going up and down against your clit. You tensed up, feeling your orgasm build quickly again.
‘Is this what you needed?’ he asked.
‘Please, harder.. faster'
Loki ignored you and kept his slow place. He kept going for so long, you lost all track of time. The only thing your felt was your sensitive body and Loki who kept stimulating your clit. The only thought on your mind was him, making you come. You tried to move, but still couldn't. Your whole body was trembling. Tears were forming in your eyes, and slowly trickled down over the sleep of your head. That's when Loki stopped. He hovered his body over yours, slowly wiping the tears from your face.
‘Ssh.. I'll get you there this time. I promise’ he said, and you could tell he meant it this time.
He kissed you and you eagerly kissed him back. He trailed his lips to your cheeks until he reached your earlobe. Knowing it was your weak spot. ‘I just love how ruined you look right now’ he whispered in your ear.
He kissed down your neck. The way his leather clothes felt against your hardened nipples had you moaning. But your mind went blank when you felt two of his fingers at your entrance and actually entered you. They immediately sought out your g-spot, while his thumb landed on your clit. He didn't tease, he added pressure and started to build up your orgasm. It only took a few seconds before you felt like you would fall over the edge. You felt Loki's teeth sink into your neck, his fingers inside hitting your g-spot, while his thumb added more pressure on your clit. Making you come hard. For a moment you felt disoriented. Loki worked you through your orgasm, until you were back with him. He retracted his fingers and cleaned the two of you up with a flick of his wrist.
He untied the silk that kept you tied to the bed. ‘How are you doing?’
‘Hmm...’ you hummed contently.
‘I need you to use your words, love’ he said.
‘I'm good, just tired’ you replied.
He helped you upright. Your limbs felt like jelly. He grabbed a glass of water from the nightstand and insisted you drank it. After that he grabbed one of his shirts for you to wear, while he changed in his pyjama pants. He got into the bed with you and pulled you close with your face against his chest.
‘Don't you want me to help you?’ you asked half mumbling.
‘The only thing you need to do is sleep. You have done enough for me tonight’ he sternly answered. Making you blush and cuddle closer to his chest. Loki chuckled a bit at your flustered state. He slowly stroked your back and started to whisper how much he loved you and about a date he was planning for the two of you tomorrow. You didn't really register anything he said, but his voice helped you to fall asleep.
