Summary: After fighting amongst your fellow Asgardians to save your people, Loki awakens a deep desire within you and you reignite your centuries-old love affair with your battle-marred lover in the cabin of the Sakaarian ship.
Word Count: 1,400
Warnings: Smutty smut, mentions of blood and gore, praise kink, hero kink, quick-and-dirty.
AN: Inspired by the genuine experience of getting the horn watching Ragnarok!Loki fight on the Bifrost. And @lokisgoodgirl hearing Pavolv's squelch during the iconic lunge-and-plunge move.
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The sight of him lingered in your mind like smoke in a bar. Smacking his foe with the horns of his helmet. The backflip into a lunge, plunging his dagger into the chest of a reanimated Einherjah. The squelch audible over the crowds fleeing the doomed planet onto the safe haven of a Sakaarian ship.
The look in his eyes as he flipped his horns over in one hand. The tilt of his head when he caught you staring at him, the sword in your hand held aloft, his heroics freezing you to the spot. The gasp you made when he threw out a green orb, hitting the undead guard behind you, the one whom you hadn’t seen. The wink he gave before turning and kicking another assailant in the chest.
“Do try to make it a little less obvious, my darling.” He placed a playful hand on your shoulder, his voice causing you to shiver. You had been watching him from across the Sakaarian ship, tending to those in need, ensuring they were safe. Your mind had wandered. He knew this.
You cleared your throat, turning to face him. “Pr-prince Loki, perhaps I can show you to your chambers…?”
He chuckled, his eyebrows knitted together as he examined you through hooded eyes. “How long have we known one another? Are we not past the pleasantries?”
“I suppose we are.” You blushed, recalling the many nights you had spent with the King of Asgard, his recent disguise of the Allfather melting away behind the secrecy of moonlight.
“You have chosen the large room with the windows as my chamber, I assume? I would know, having become intimately familiar with this ship when I single-handedly flew it from Sakaar. But then you knew this, my dear.” He leaned forward, inhaling the scent of your neck. “Come.” He slipped his hand around the small of your back and hurried you down the corridor of the ship and into the large corner cabin, index finger dancing across the keypad before a large rush of air indicated the opening of the door. It whooshed closed and he pressed you into the other side of it, lips colliding with yours.
“Gods,” he gasped between kisses. “The way you used your sword out there, love…”
You laughed, his lips on your neck now, his hands already gathering your skirt around your waist. “My swordsmanship? Was it not you who displayed fighting skills which could only be appropriately described as a foreplay to pleasure?”
His own laugh rumbled in his throat, fingers nibbling at the apex of your upper thigh. “It aroused you, didn’t it. Watching me take them.”
You moaned whoreishly, mouth open as he teased your underwear aside and toyed with your bud. “H-how many? How many, Loki?”
“At least a hundred.” He looked you dead in the eye, pleasuring you with his fingers against the closed door of the cabin. “But they were dead anyway. Does it count?” He cocked his head playfully, already knowing the answer.
The door you leaned against rumbled with a knock from the other side. Loki cursed.
“I’m tending to your wounds,” you talked rapidly, thinking as fast as you spoke, having created numerous excuses over the centuries. “I’ll find a ruse. Take off your shirt.”
His tongue poked out and whetted his upper lip. He looked up, seduction bleeding into every feature. Strong hands rested on the hem of his leather shirt. “I thought you’d never ask.” In one motion he lifted his armoured leather shirt over his head and tossed it to you. You caught it with ease. He turned, pressing a button to open the entrance to your love den.
“Oh, hey man.” The blue Kronan towered above the God, filling the doorway, paying no mind to Loki’s shirtless form. “We’re going to watch Thor get crowned as King. Wanna come?”
Loki sighed. “Not now, you imbecile.”
“Ah, no worries bro.” His shrugged affably, smiling, still holding his friend Miek under his arm. Korg looked beyond Loki and saw you standing in the foreground with the God’s shirt in one hand and a brown glass bottle in the other. “You use whiskey for wounds eh? Gotta watch out for those Asgardians man.” He chuckled light-heartedly. You looked at the bottle you had grabbed in haste. Norns.
“Look, we do wish to be present at the crowning, simply allow us – ” Loki turned around, his eyes searching yours for an answer.
“Th-thirty minutes…?” You cocked your head with uncertainty.
“Thirty minutes?” His tone dripped incredulity. “Surely it will take longer than that to…”
“Clean your wounds.”
You both smirked. Loki turned to Korg. “Can you hold off the ceremony? We would like to… come.”
“Sure thing, man!” With another chuckle, the Kronan and his small insectoid companion left the scene where the scent of arousal so clearly hung in the air. The door hadn’t fully closed before you unscrewed the cap and swigged from the whiskey bottle. You wiped your mouth with your forearm, tossing it to Loki who enjoyed several large gulps. He shrugged. “He a moron, but he can be amenable. Right. Where were we?”
He scooped you up and flung you over his shoulder as you shamelessly yelped, bouncing as you hit the mattress when he dropped you on the large Sakaarian bed. He loomed over you, black hair hanging over his face, blood and sweat still fresh on the bare skin of his chest.
“Please forgive my lack of finesse.” Hurriedly he unbuttoned his leather trousers, holding his cock and rubbing it roughly to ready himself as you gathered your dress around your hips and slipped your underwear to the side.
“It’s quite alright. After all, you completed the most difficult work on the Bifrost – OH!” You gasped as he entered you, hips rutting back and forth desperately, breath already ragged. You arched your back, head pressing back into the pillows, looking up only to take in the sight of him marred with blood and cuts, bruises already forming on the solid marble of his torso. The trousers he wore as he fought now slung low over his hips, his boots still on, grinding dirt and all manner of filth into his bed sheets. He held himself up on the flat of his hands, arms trembling from the exertion of holding up his battle-weary form.
“You saved us, Loki,” you moaned between his thrusts. “You saved us.” He lay his torso down over yours, pressing himself into you, grunting his approval into your ear. “You’re a hero, Loki. You’re a hero.” He moaned, your nails digging into the tender flesh of his back. You whispered, words audible only for their intended recipient. “We need you. We’ve always needed you.”
He lifted you up off the bed, sitting back on his knees and positioning you straddled over him. “Tell me more, love,” he panted. “More, pl-please.” You pushed him down onto the bed, holding him down.
“You’re our saviour, Loki.” You rode him hard, the fabric of your skirt pooling around your hips as you bounced your hips with vigour, ensuring the tip of his member almost but never quite left your heat. He groaned at the sensation, exposing his neck as his eyes closed of their own accord. Sweat pooled around your hairline as you leaned over him, placing kisses over his wounds. He hissed as your sweet torture continued, your hips increasing in speed. “You saved us, my King.” His breath became ragged, his mouth stuttering over words and sounds which were incoherent, yet their meaning obvious.
“You are the saviour of Asgard, Loki.” He came with a growl, throwing his head back as he emptied himself into you. His groans came to resemble sobs as his breathing returned to a normal rate. His eyes opened, fuzzy with delirium. He reached up and toyed with a strand of your hair, gently tugging it to encourage you to lean down so he may kiss you softly. He reached up, the backs of his knuckles grazing your cheek.
“My sweet love.”
“Do you always become this sentimental after pleasure?” You teased.
“No darling. I only become clear.” He gazed at you with the intensity of words unspoken. He sighed wistfully, looking to the door. “If I’m not mistaken, we still have a little more time to…. tend to my wounds.”
“Or to mine.” You arched your eyebrows. Before you could make another quip, your lover firmly grasped your waist and pinned you to the bed, hands gathering up the layers of your dress as his head slipped between your open thighs.
Summary: The entire team knows that (y/n) is a vampire, but what happens when the very family that turned her shows up? Especially, the notorious flirt that is Klaus Mikaelson. Can Loki handle a little competition, or will his jealously get the best of him?
Word Count: 6600
Rating: v spicy, deff 18+
Warnings: sexual themes, blood, dirty talk, violence
Authors note: this is honestly a fight I'd pay money to see because both men radiate lethal amounts of big dick energy
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As you turned to face Loki you noticed he had a weird look in his eyes. While continuing to listen to him you secretly focused on the sound of his heart beat, the longer he spoke the faster it went.
“Loki is everything okay?” you asked while raising one of your eyebrows. You’d been sitting next to him in his room. You both were talking about what you normally talked about; everything.
You could hear his heartbeat quicken before he thought of something to say, and then it was calm again. He smiled, “Yes love, you don’t have to always worry about me”. Rolling your eyes you got up from the bed.
“Someone has to Loki, god knows you don’t”. Loki shook his head before getting up as well. Over your shoulder, you said, “I’m gonna go get us something to eat and then when-”. You tried to walk out of his room but you ran into…..something ...what was it?
Taking a step back you tried again, “Then we can talk about what’s really bothering you-what the hell?”. When you tried to walk out again you’d been hit by the same nothing, an invisible forcefield.
“Loki if this is some trick it’s not funny” you said while continuing to test the forefield. Loki shook his head and followed you to the door. He tried to move his hand out into the hallway but was stopped too, “This isn’t me”.
As he turned to face you he saw your expression change, “Love are you okay?”. You nodded your head, but you were seeing double. You felt your body going numb, “Loki listen to me-”.
Reaching forward he held onto you, “I’m listening darling what is it?”. He tried to sound strong but even with all his practice he couldn’t hide the fear in his voice. You knew what was happening, or at least you knew who to call.
“Get Bucky and tell him Klaus” you said while feeling everything get heavy. Loki held you tighter hoping it would somehow make your pain go away. He was confused, “Klaus?”. The last thing you did was nod your head.
Slowly you fell to the floor in his arms, the both of you resting against the ground. Louder than he ever had he yelled, “BROTHER!”. Loki looked down at you, scared out of his mind.
None of it had made sense; one second you were joking and now you were passed out in his arms. Things got even more confusing when he remembered that some spell was keeping you both from leaving his room.
Within seconds Thor came running, and he ran right into the forcefield. His voice was stern, “Loki lift you magic and let me in! What’s wrong with lady (y/n)?”. Thor continued to smash against the unknown force, thinking he could break it.
For the first time Loki took his eyes off you, “This isn’t me brother, you need to get James”. Thor was confused but after he saw the fear in his brother’s eyes he knew not to waste any time.
After another minute or so he’d returned not only with Bucky but nearly every single avenger. Loki lifted his head, “There is some spell keeping us in here, I don’t know what happened but you need to get whatever Klaus is”.
Bucky and Steve turned to each other before looking back at Loki. Holding his gaze he asked, “She specifically said to get Klaus?”. Loki nodded his head, wondering what the hell that was.
Steve patted Bucky’s shoulder, “I’ll get the quinjet ready and we’ll be in New Orleans in under a half an hour”. Both men rushed out of the hallway and went to prep the launch. Loki shook his head, “Why is this object in New Orleans?”.
Tony pulled out some gadget, “It’s not an object, it’s a person”. Immediately he stepped away asking F.R.I.D.A.Y. to get him on the phone with Air Traffic Control. Before Loki could ask anything else he felt you starting to stir.
He held his breath as your eyes darted open and he felt your body tense. He spoke softly, “It’s okay love they’re going to get Klaus”. Loki was surprised as you got up quickly and pushed away from him.
“Loki you need to get out of here” you said while clutching your sides. There was an indescribable hunger running through your veins, something you’d never felt this intensely before.
Picking up on your body language Wanda tried to break through the barrier but it just created a wall of red. Loki slowly got up, “You and I both know that can’t happen, so tell me what's wrong”.
You started to feel like you were losing control of yourself. Shaking your head you looked up at him, “What’s happening is that I’m starving and I’m trapped in this room with you”. The rest of the avengers looked to each other in panic.
Loki held your gaze before rolling up his sleeves, “Then feed from me, I trust you”. Everyone nearly gasped, you’d only ever fed in front of Bucky and Steve. You shook your head, “Loki I can't ...you've never seen my true form and-”.
He took a step closer to you, “What if I showed you mine?”. Thor smiled to himself knowing that if Loki was prepared to do that then you meant a great deal to him. Still you wouldn’t budge, “Loki-”.
You were torn; you trusted him and you knew he trusted you, but this was much more complex. Feeding on a person was intimate, not to say that you didn’t have intimate thoughts about Loki, it was just that you didn’t want this to be the first time you acted on them.
“I don’t want to hurt you” you said wincing in pain, both emotional and physical. Before you could say anything else you head multiple footsteps coming down the hall, and then the familiar sound of a light gust of wind.
“Well love, good to see you still look ravishing after all these years”. Turning your attention you walked towards the barrier. Still holding your stomach you said, “Well you sound like Kol Mikaelson, but you don’t look like him”.
He took a step towards the barrier as well, “I’ll explain it all later, you know not while you’re about to suck your friend dry”. You and Loki looked to each other quickly, suddenly aware of the danger.
Loki tilted his head to the side, “I beg your pardon?”. Finally Steve and Bucky joined you all, clearly out of breath. Steve explained, “We got to tower security when F.R.I.D.A.Y. explained the Mikaelson’s were already here.
Then you saw him, “Hello love, wish it could be under better circumstances but you know how things go in our family”. It had been a year or so since you’d seen Klaus last. Instantly you perked up, “What’s a reunion without a little death?”.
Elijah, Klaus’s brother, stood next to him, “Not terribly fun I’d imagine”. You smiled, it felt good to be around them again. Suddenly Sam spoke up, “Alright I’ll bite; who the hell are these guys”. You opened your mouth to speak but you suddenly started coughing.
Bucky spoke for you, “They’re the family that turned (y/n) into a vampire and she’s known them for hundreds of years”. All the avengers eyes widened, they never realized how old you were.
Thor asked again, “Hundreds of years?”. You nodded your head and looked back to Loki, knowing you were both thinking the same thing. His voice was soft, “So you live as long as gods?”.
Kol interrupted the moment, “Not if she dies right here with you mate”. The Mikaelson’s moved into action, and the avengers stood there feeling out of place. Elijah rolled up his sleeves, “I know you all are self proclaimed superheroes, but this is out of your realm I’m afraid”.
Loki stood a little taller as he made his way over to you. He stood beside you, “I’m a god”. All you could focus on was the sound of his heart beat, making you think of all the blood flowing through his veins.
Kol pulled various objects out of a bag, “That’s all well and good mate but still ain’t gonna help here”. When you noticed the smirk on his lips you rolled your eyes. Shaking your head you said, “Yep that’s really you Kol”.
He winked at you while starting to lay out his ingredients for what you assumed was a spell. Tony joined you all, “If you don’t mind me asking; what the hell is going on?”. Everyone seemed to nod their heads, just as confused.
Klaus spoke up, “Our other brother Finn seeks to destroy us, including our dear (y/n), and this is all his doing”. Sam looked to Nat while mouthing the word brother, making sure he’d heard that right.
You looked to Loki, “And you thought your had family problems”. When you watched his lips curve into a smile it made everything much harder. You took a step away from him, “So what’s the plan”.
Klaus winked, “Eager are we?”. You were too busy to see Loki and Thor exchange glances before Loki tensed up. Klaus continued, “My lovely, non psychotic, brother Kol here will lift this spell”.
Elijah picked up where Klaus left off, “Time is of the essence and his spell can only hold down the wall for less than a minute”. You looked to Loki wondering if that would be long enough for you to stop yourself from hurting him.
Steve placed a hand on his hip, “But that doesn’t explain what happened to (y/n) and what’s still wrong with her”. If these people didn’t mean so much to you Klaus would not have responded so nicely.
He placed a hand on Steve’s shoulder, “You see my brother thinks that I hate (y/n) and that Elijah loves her, which is why he’s made the cure my very blood. He thinks that I would let her die, and finally my brother and I would be divided, making our family weak and vulnerable”.
Klaus now stood in front of you on the other side of the barrier. This invisible force field is the only thing separating you, “But I would never let any harm come her way”. As you looked into his eyes your smile grew.
Kol chimed in, “I’ve started the spell now, when you see the flash of red light Elijah you pull Loki out of there and Klaus you jump in”. Both men nodded their heads, and Loki felt a pang of jealousy for feeling so useless.
“Klaus you’ll be stuck with her in there until sunset”. Loki’s jaw nearly dropped. He hated the idea of some man from your past, who had no trouble flirting with you, spend the night with you.
Klaus responded to his brother without looking away from you. He continued to hold your gaze, “I could think of far worse punishments”. You laughed softly before going into another coughing fit.
“Kol start the spell ...I can’t hold it” you looked to Loki with fear in your eyes. He swallowed hard, it was obvious how hard you were trying to restrain yourself. You felt the hunger only growing, and it was so bad you cried out in pain.
Klaus pressed against the barrier, “KOL NOW”. Kol had already started the spell, closing his eyes he repeated various incantations. Everyone else in the room fell silent, unsure of what else to do.
They couldn’t avenge their way out of this situation; Thor’s hammer wouldn’t smash the barrier, Loki’s magic couldn’t lift the spell, Clint couldn’t shoot an arrow through it, not even Bucky’s arm or Steve’s shield would break the barrier.
Kol’s eyes darted open, “NOW”. There was a puff of red smoke, and there was also red in your eyes. Before Loki was whisked away to safety he saw your face, and he was shocked. Using their superspeed Elijah grabbed Loki bringing him out of the room, and Klaus pinned you against the nearest wall.
He pinned your arms above your head, “What do you think love? Shall we drag out the plencentries or get right down to it”. You had felt a shift inside of yourself, and you knew your hunger had taken over.
You didn’t care anymore that all of your friends would now see this side of you, you didn’t care that they’d see your true form. All you could focus on was the sound of Klaus’s pulse, and how badly you wanted to sink your teeth right in.
Using your own super strength and speed you pushed him back into one of Loki’s chairs. Straddling him you smirked, “I think for once you should shut that pretty little mouth of yours”. All your friends were shocked, and they looked to the Mikaelson’s for help but were only met with their smirks.
Klaus licked his lips, “I almost forgot this side of you my little wolf”. Even Steve and Bucky turned to each other in confusion. Elijah filled them in, “Our lovely (y/n) is not merely a vampire; she is a hybrid. Both werewolf and vampire, and the first Klaus ever created”.
Loki’s eyes widened, wondering why you’d keep something like that from him. It was hard enough to see you acting like this, but only because he wished you were doing this with him.
He didn’t care if it was dangerous, or even taboo, he loved you no matter what you were. The problem was that these were thoughts he kept to himself, too terribly afraid to ever act on them.
Rolling your eyes you raised Klaus’s arm, bringing his wrist to your lips. As you felt your lips graze his skin you closed your eyes. After nearly moaning you said, “Well now you’ll remember it”.
The entire team still had a perfect view of you; fangs and all. Loki studied the features of your face; how your eyes were now a mixture of red and gold, the veins around your eyes black, your fangs as your lips curled into a smirk.
He was confused by the arousal he felt while looking at you, and fixed his shirt while trying to compose himself. The sound of Thor’s voice almost startled him, “She still looks beautiful somehow doesn’t she”.
Loki was unable to see the look on his brothers face, but he knew there was a smirk there. Thor was the only one who knew about Loki’s feelings for you. Loki’s arousal grew as he watched you pulled your head back while trying to catch your breath.
Your voice was breathless, “God that tastes good”. The rest of the team picked up on how obscene that sounded too, leaving them even more confused. Loki felt a nudge at his side and as he turned he saw it was the man named Kol.
“If that was you mate she wouldn’t have stopped drinking until there wasn’t a drop left” he said with a small chuckle. Elijah adjusted his tie while turning away from the show infront of him.
He pulled out a handkerchief, “Yes our brother Finn is a malicious one, if (y/n) fed on anyone but Niklaus she would’ve fed until her insatiable hunger ate her alive”. Loki turned back to you, his eyes filled with concern over what could’ve been.
Klaus let his hand trail up your body before grabbing a fistful of your hair. His smirk was enemorous, “My turn love”. Loki gritted his teeth as he watched another man pull your head down so close to his face that your lips had grazed his.
Klaus spoke softly, “This isn’t part of the spell, but we can pretend it is”. You didn’t pull away, in fact you just smirked right back at him. Delicately Klaus turned your head to the side, exposing your neck fully to him.
As you felt his teeth sink into your vein you closed your eyes in pleasure. Tony adjusted his glasses, “Okay am I the only one getting kinky vibes from this….”. There was a unanimous grunt of agreement from every avenger.
Elijah nodded his head, “Feeding is...intimate...especially in circumstances like these”. Loki felt his own anger start to build, he was so upset with himself.
First he felt like he was useless to you, then as he watched you turn he’d felt even more connected to you, and now he felt like you were falling in love with someone else right before his very eyes.
Finally he spoke, “Well then I guess we should give them the privacy they need”. Without saying anything else, or waiting to see what anyone else would say, he made his way to the library.
Klaus pulled back from you, “I suggest you all do the same”. Thor was grateful his brother had already left the room or else he clearly would’ve lost it. Knowing exactly where to go, he made his way to the library.
Coming down from your blood high you looked out the window, surveying the city down below. Klaus had walked to the enormous bookshelf in Loki’s room, “You’ve always loved a man who reads haven’t you”.
Looking over your shoulder you chuckled, “And who says I’m in love?”. You could still see the smirk on his face from across the room. Klaus pulled out a book, “While you were too busy dying I was looking at the chap and well..”.
He’d gotten your attention. Turning around fully you asked, “Well what?”. Finally he looked at you, mischief in his eyes. Klaus held your gaze, “If killing me didn’t mean killing you, he wouldn’t have hesitated”.
You laughed, “A lot of people want to kill you Klaus, do you already forget why we’re trapped here”. Klaus laughed softly too, walking towards you. He held up a finger, “Okay I also might’ve read his thoughts”.
“Klaus that’s an invasion of privacy!”. As he stood before you he was smirking more than ever before. He leaned closer to you, “If you don’t want to know what I’ve found than why is your heart beating so fast?”.
You rolled your eyes, but you had to admit he was right. Klaus spoke softly, “First admit how you feel about him to me”. Shaking your head you couldn’t believe how juvenile he was being.
He shrugged his shoulders, “When the sun sets this spell will lift, and you’ll no longer be able to hide away in this room. I know we have much more time than humans do, but that doesn’t mean we should waste it”.
You let out a sigh, “Fine you’re right okay? I….I….oh fuck I love him”. It had been the first time you’d ever said that aloud before. Klaus rubbed your upper arm, “It was bloody obvious before I read his thoughts”.
You’d been on this earth for a long time and you’d never felt something as strong as your love for Loki. He’d awoken something inside of you that you thought you’d never feel again. You loved him more than you thought you ever could, or ever had in your hundreds of years.
“And of course he loves you too...madly in love if I’m being honest”. Klaus watched your entire face light up. You smiled from ear to ear, “Let’s hope he still does after what he saw”.
Klaus wiggled his eyebrows, “He’d be insane not too, you were utterly ravishing earlier”. You rolled your eyes before the both of you started to laugh. Together you decided to kill time by catching up, after all he clearly had some family issues right now.
Thor stepped lightly, “So brother you appear to be in a good mood”. Thor was met with Loki’s best version of a death glare, which was pretty good. Looking back down to his book Loki said, “Oh I’m just positively ecstatic”.
Loki heard the desk legs creek while taking his brothers weight, but he still didn’t look up. Sitting on top of the desk Thor said, “Why do you do this to yourself?”. Thor had seen his brother allow his most insecure thoughts to eat him alive countless times.
While flipping a page Loki asked, “Do what brother?”. Thor shook his head, this had obviously been the worst. He grabbed the book from Loki’s hands, “You know exactly what”.
Loki reached for the book, “The only thing I am trying to do is read, but you’ve not so graciously stolen my book!”. Thor knew Loki’s anger was completely misguided. He stood on top of the table and as Loki lunged toward him jumped down.
“Look at this! You’re so hurt that you’re fighting me for a book!”. Still Loki continued, not wanting to accept what was really hurting him. He flipped his hair back, “I can assure you I’m not fighting...yet”.
Both men stopped when they heard the sound of footsteps. Looking up they realized it was one of the vampires, the one named Elijah. He walked slowly, “I don’t mean to interrupt but I wanted to explain a few things from earlier”.
Loki gritted his teeth at the sight of a Mikaelson, making him think of how Klaus had acted with you earlier. Thor smiled, “Of course, my brother would love to hear it”. Loki rolled his eyes after seeing how Thor looked at him, as if he were a child.
“I’ll begin by saying that (y/n) was not completely herself. She was driven by a hunger so intense it can be bone crushing, and once she fulfilled that need she experienced a sort of high”. Loki hadn’t expected him to say that, sitting down he began to listen.
Elijah continued, “Feeding is euphoric, you see for vampires everything is heightened. Hunger; anger, sadness, lust, love”. Loki couldn’t ignore the fact that Elijah had looked directly at him while saying the last two words.
“However, do not misinterpret her reactions to my brother Klaus for any of those other than hunger. Her love lies somewhere else I’m afraid”. Once again he’d looked directly into Loki’s eyes. Elijah smiled, “Goodnight gentlemen, and Loki the spell should be wearing off any second now”.
Loki looked to the window and saw that the sun was setting. Thor was smirking from ear to ear, “Thank you Elijah for everything”. Elijah nodded his head, leaving as quickly as he had come.
“Shut up” Loki said while placing the book down. Thor could see the smile on his brothers face out of the corner of his eye. He smiled too, “I’ll wait here while you go finally tell (y/n) you’re madly in love with her”.
Loki couldn’t fight it, a soft chuckle escaped his lips. He’d finally gotten the push he’d needed, and he’d be damned if he wasted another second. He was going to tell you everything he’d always wanted to.
“And with that note, I’ll finally be on my way love” Klaus said while getting up from the bed. You rubbed your eyes, sleepy from all the catching up you’d been doing. Looking to the window you saw the sun had finally set.
You followed him to the door, “Let’s hope Kol’s spell worked”. For a moment you both held your breath as Klaus went to walk through the door. Effortlessly his foot hit the ground, making you both let out a sigh of relief.
Joining him you hugged him, “Thank you for everything Klaus”. He held you tighter, his arms wrapped around you. He spoke softly, “Always and forever my little wolf”. When he pulled back from you, you noticed Loki.
“I’m sorry to interrupt the moment” he said almost sheepishly. You felt your stomach drop as you saw him standing there before you. Klaus patted his shoulder, “You weren’t interrupting anything”.
Leaning in closer he whispered, “And if you ever hurt her I can assure you I won’t cease until you wish for something as sweet as death”. Pulling back Klaus smiled brightly. You said your last goodbyes, “Always and forever Nik”.
Loki stepped casually into his room, “Well he was…..interesting”. You followed Loki into his room, surprised you felt safe enough to stay after almost dying there. You played with your hands, “I’m sorry for earlier….It was-”.
He smiled, “It was wonderful”. You raised one of your eyebrows in confusion before joining him on the edge of the bed. Wearily you repeated, “Wonderful? You saw me nearly rip someone's arm off their body”.
Loki nodded his head, “I’ve always admired strong women”. For a moment you looked into eachothers eyes, the room filled with your laughter. Still holding his gaze you asked, “You aren’t afraid of me?”.
Not as bravely you asked, “You don’t find me ugly?”. To your surprise you felt his hand on yours. He spoke with passion, “You are the most beautiful woman I have met, far more stunning than any goddess I’ve ever encountered”.
You could feel your desire building up, more intense than before. Nervously you said, “Loki I...I don’t know if it’s safe for me to be around you”. He didn’t flinch, didn’t take his hand back.
In fact he held your hand tighter, “I am not afraid, and I am not going anywhere”. Your body was trying to turn, you wanted to feed. He moved his face closer to yours, “If I show you my true form will you show me yours”.
You tried to look away from him but you couldn’t deny the way you felt for him. Slowly you said, “Loki if I show you I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself”. To your surprise there was a smirk on his lips.
“Who said I’d want you to?” he told you. Letting go of your hand he stood up from the bed. Slowly he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again they were red. He spoke softly, “It’s no secret I am from Jotunheim, which means I am a frost giant”.
As he spoke you saw his skin start to turn a pale shade of blue. Your jaw dropped as you saw the patterns across his skin all in a deeper shade of blue. He looked beautiful, every inch of him.
“I assume you like what you see” he teased while sitting back down onto the bed. Leaning forward you went to trace one of the patterns on his face that went down to his neck. As you got closer to his jugular you swallowed hard.
His voice was welcoming, “Darling don’t fight it”. Your chest heaved up and down before you opened your eyes again. You looked into his eyes and searched for any bit of doubt, but then you finally realized…
Loki had been told he was a monster just like you had. People thought he was filled with darkness because of what he was, but it had nothing to do with who he truly was, just misguided labels formed in ignorance.
He could never hate you because he was you. Flawed, confused, battling within himself, but nonetheless beautiful, wise, happy, and selfless. Maybe this was meant to be, maybe he was the happiness you’d always dreamed of.
Finally you let your body turn, showing him your true form. Just like you had done he’d brought his hand to your face and traced the veins beneath your eyes. Your heart skipped a beat as you watched a smile form upon his lips.
He moved his hand beneath your chin while softly rubbing your cheek with his thumb. Loki spoke softly, “You’re still beautiful to me, if not more now”. Laughing softly at his remark you found yourself blushing.
Loki’s smile only grew, but the look in his eyes changed as you brought your head up again. He could feel the tension, the desire so thick in the air you could see it like fog. Trying to reassure yourself you listened to his heartbeat, it was faster than ever before.
“Maybe now I should finally admit something I’ve kept to myself,” he said while still looking into your eyes. You felt your entire stomach drop as if you were on some amusement park ride and you’d just done a loop-de-loop.
Breathlessly you nodded your head, your eyes pleading him to continue. His smile turned into a smirk, “I find you incredibly sexy like this you know ...I love it…..and you”. If your emotions weren’t hightned enough before they were going crazy now.
With a little more confidence he repeated, “I love you”. You swore you could see a glimmer of light in his eyes. You were word vomiting, “God not only do you find me sexy like this you also love me?”.
He laughed softly while nodding his head. Finally you inched closer to him, “I love you too Loki ...more than I ever knew you could love someone”. Loki took that as the go sign, inching forward too he cupped your face.
Before you knew it, his lips were on yours, and your lust and hunger only growing. Using your superabilites you moved him to rest against the headboard, his back hitting it with a small thud.
You were straddling him now and pulling back you said, “I’m sorry-”. Loki cut you off by shaking his head. He had a new look in his eyes, “I love it..I want you to let go...feed from me”.
Knowing you couldn’t fight it anymore you listened. As you brought your tongue to lick across your teeth, fangs included, Loki felt himself getting harder. He couldn’t explain it, but he was so drawn to this side of you.
You went to grab his wrist but he shook his head. Breathing deeply he said, “No darling, my neck”. If it hadn’t been for the look of pure lust in his eyes you would’ve hesitated, but you knew it was what he wanted.
Slowly you kissed down his jaw, licking over the spot you wanted to bite. As he felt your tongue flick over his skin he gasped from anticipation. Moving your hand to hold his head in place you finally sank your teeth in.
You had fed a thousand times in your life, but it had never felt as euphoric as this. Despite how indulgent you were, you still listened to his heart so you would know when to stop.
Loki had never felt anything like this before either. As he closed his eyes he could feel himself getting a little lightheaded, but in the same way as if you’d drank too much. Maybe he liked knowing how much he trusted you, his life was in your very hands.
Whatever it was; it was oddly euphoric and he didn’t want you to stop. As he felt your fangs leave his skin and your tongue lick over the place again it sent shivers down his spine. He’d never had someone make him feel pleasure like this, normally it was the other way around.
Groaning you pulled back, “Fuck that was good”. Again he cupped your face, holding your head in place. Leaning forward he licked the little trail of blood flowing down from your lips, surprising the both of you.
You were starting to feel a sort of blood high again, Loki was a god which meant he could handle losing much more blood than the average man. He saw your eyes were glassy, “My my pet, someone’s enjoying themselves”.
Leaning back you rested your hands against his chest, “I think I’m not the only one”. There was a smirk upon his lips, Loki knew you weren’t the only one with special powers. He was a frost giant afterall.
“Lie on your back” he demanded. You raised your eyebrows at his sudden tone of voice, but your own curiosity made you listen to what he’d said. He propped himself up with one of his elbows so he was hovering over you.
He started to kiss down your neck, “I’m afraid you’ve awoken something in me that I had thought had been long gone”. Loki paused for a moment, making sure to leave love bites all over your skin.
“I have not felt desire like this in ages my pet. All I want to do is feel you quiver beneath me while you cry out in pleasure”. Between his lips and his words you closed your eyes in pleasure.
His laugh was so low it was almost a growl, “You do realize you are dealing with a god ...a god who knows how to be so bad it’s terribly ...sinfully...good”. While moving his hands down your body he pulled up the fabric of your dress.
While his hands traced the hem of your panties you felt it, the cold. It sent shivers down your spine and made your eyes dart open. Loki smirked, “You’re not the only one with powers darling”.
You mirrored his expression, you’d never felt anything like this before. Slowly he pulled down your panties, and finally his fingertips skimmed over your clit. The slight touch made you arch your back, “Loki please”.
As Loki realized he could drive you mad like this, with barely even touching you, he found himself getting more turned on. His hands grazed your clit again as he purred, “Please what pet?”.
You shook your head, “I want your fingers inside of me”. He groaned at how forward you were being, and how desperate you sounded. Licking his lips he finally started to massage your clit.
The feeling of his ice cold fingers made your hips jerk. Loki clicked his tongue, “Am I going to have to hold you down darling?”. While talking he started to massage faster, knowing it was bringing you even closer to orgasm.
“Loki I don’t know if you could”. You were fully in transition now, and all the pleasure you were feeling made it impossible to control yourself. Loki moved both of your hands to be pinned above your head.
He hovered over you completely, “I am a god (y/n), you have no idea how powerful I am”. You looked up at him, a smirk on your lips. All you could think about was what would happen next, and how good it would probably feel.
Loki was smirking too, letting go of one of your wrists he snapped his fingers, using his magic you were both fully naked. His eyes trailed down your body, “I’d love to take my time exploring every inch of your skin, but I think you need to be reminded about who you’re dealing with”.
“Do I now?”. Loki shook his head, you testing him like this brought out something inside of him he’d forgotten he’d had. His voice was stern, “I want you on your stomach”. You rolled your eyes in defiance but listened to him.
Without hesitation he pulled your ass towards him, making your knees bent now. Your head pressed against the mattress, and when you turned it to the side you could see him. Loki grabbed one of your arms and pinned it behind your back.
“You’re already soaking wet for me love”. Loki trailed his cock up and down your wet slit before finally sliding it inside of you. His cock was just as cold as his fingers had been, and it was a completely new sensation.
Wanting more you arched your back, pressing against him. Loki groaned, “I want you to let everyone know whos fucking you like this”. He started to slowly thrust his hips forward, building up a rhythm.
You moaned his name loudly but that wasn’t enough, “Again”. You could feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm just by how demanding his voice sounded. Closing your eyes you moaned, “Loki”.
He went faster, “Good little pet, now whose cock is filling you up?”. This time you screamed his name even louder, and Loki threw his head back while moaning. Loki gripped your hip with his other hand, using it to slam into you.
“Whos gonna make that pretty pussy cum?”. You had never felt a sensation like this in your entire life, the coldness of his cock was amazing. Breathlessly you screamed, “Loki...fuck Loki please!”.
He was just as close, “Cum around my cock (y/n), cum for me right now”. His words pushed you over the edge, sending your body into an almost euphoric shock. The coldness was tingling your clit, making this orgasm unlike any other.
Your senses as a vampire were heightened enough, but now you were also a little blood high on top of feeling a new sensation. All these things together sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout your entire body.
Loki was right along with you, this had been the first time he’d ever had sex in his true form, and it had been like nothing he’d ever felt before. As Loki felt your walls clench around his cock, he released inside of you.
Holding on tightly to your hips, he let his orgasm take over. Loki closed his eyes, threw his head back in pleasure, and let his body succumb to the most intense feeling of euphoria he’d ever felt.
Together you rode out your orgasms, both of you shocked by how amazing this felt. Loki held onto your hips, unable to move his cock because it was still so sensitive. Smirking you started to rotate your hips knowing it would drive him wild.
“Fuck darling...oh fuck”. Finally Loki opened his eyes, still trying to catch his breath. Slowly he pulled out of you, laying down next to you on the bed. Turning to face him you could see the proud look on his face.
He shook his head, “I’ve never felt anything like that before…”. Moving closer to him you rested your head against his chest. You listened to his heartbeat, and it was the calmest it had ever been.
“I love you”. It felt so good to finally say it out loud, and to know that he felt the same exact way. Loki brought one of his hands to run through your hair, “I love you too darling”. Leaning closer to you he placed a light kiss on your forehead.
Softly you told him, “Always and forever”. Loki had heard that repeated many times earlier, and he wanted to know why. Loki became a little more serious, “I heard what you said to them earlier, always and forever, does it mean something more”.
You smiled, it was more endearing than saying I love you. It had held the Mikaelson’s together for the past century, and the day that saying extended to you you’d known you were officially part of their family.
“It means that no matter what happens, and no matter what I’d have to do, I will always be there for you”. Loki held your body a little tighter, he had never had someone promise him something like this. Softly he repeated, “Always and forever”.
In his entire life all he had wanted was love, but over the years he had constantly been denied it, making him think it was the last thing he’d ever have. But now….now as he looked down at you and thought about everything you had just shared with one another, he felt those words with every fiber of his being.
Always and forever...it wasn’t just a promise he’d made to you but one you’d also made to him...always and forever.
♡ thank you for taking the time to read this, you’re a babe♡
Warnings: unprotected sex, smutty smut, bad writing
Tags: @queennightmarewing @lokilvrr
Agitation, disgust, irritation, annoyance: All these words and more just scraped the surface of how you felt when you saw Loki. He was always so sure of himself, a complete and utter asshole. All he ever cared about was not being wrong, not what was actually right.
It had been a lifetime of competition between Loki and you. From the time you were in school learning magic, up to diplomatic missions, the two if you always tried to one up each other. Even in balls and galas, the two of you tried to out dress, out impress each other.
And tonight was no different. You were clad in a gold and black dress, gold intricate lace cut into a heart shape adorned the top half with flowing black fabric that had a high thigh slip. Frigga would surely say something to you tomorrow, most likely finding the tight material to be inappropriate, but you would deal with the consequences then. All that mattered now was getting more attention than Loki. And you were.
Men, and even women, stared at you, undressing you with their eyes as you sauntered around the ballroom, a glass of the finest wine in your hand and a smirk plastered on your brightly painted red lips. Catching Loki’s gaze from his place at the bar, you made your way to him, confidence and arrogance bubbling in you.
“Good evening, Prince.” A sarcastic tone dripped from your tongue before pulling you glass back to your mouth to keep you from saying anything too harsh too soon.
“Didn’t know we invited common whores to balls now,” He started coldly, taking one glance at your ensemble.
Swallowing the berry flavored liquid you shook your head. “New low for you, Loki. Especially knowing your brother probably has three in his chambers right now. Besides, the game is to see whoever can get the most attention. And well, it looks like you’re just a sore loser.”
“You don’t win if you play dirty.”
“And you’ve played dirtier.” The words left you lips like a snap.
Loki’s jaw clenched involuntarily and he grabbed his drink, leaving your presence. The lack of him gave others a false invitation to try and win you over that night. But at this point, you had set you mind on winning him over.
It wasn’t long before you found yourself at his side again. This time, it was on the balcony. Much more quiet and the stars dancing in the midnight sky. It was beautiful and serene. For a split second, you could have sworn you felt your heart skip a beat when you saw him standing there, holding his helmet in his hands and staring up at the sky.
Shaking off the feeling you’ve had one too many times, you move to his side. “Pulling away from the party already?” You asked, voice more questioning than accusing.
“I grew tired of hearing men talk about your appearance tonight.” He didn’t even bother looking in your direction. “They can’t stand you when you use your brain, but the second you use your body they want you all to themselves.”
You shrugged, “A win's a win for me, Prince. Since when do you care what other men think of me anyway?”
He glanced in your direction now. “You’d like to know, wouldn’t you?” Loki didn’t say anything else before heading back inside, leaving you alone once again.
It didn't discourage you though, you followed him, looking like a lost puppy to people watching you. It was odd really, to see you following him. A creeping thought snuck into the forefront of your mind I dress up like this for him and he doesn't even look my way. Quickly shaking your head you hushed the thought, not quite sure where it came from.
“Don't you have better things to do than follow me, Lady (Y/N)?” He asked as he headed into the hallway, leaving the party.
Finally stopping, you realized you weren't sure why you were following him. Any other time you'd be enjoying yourself, ignoring him completely. “I…” You shook your head. “Why won't you look at me?”
He scoffed some. “You don't want to know, darling.” Loki's voice was deeper than usual, practically threatening but somehow making you more curious.
“Then why did I ask?”
“Because you don’t know what’s for your own good.”
He attempted to walk away but you grabbed his wrist. “Why won’t you look at me?” You repeated, irritation in your voice.
Something made Loki snap. Before you could register what was going on, your back was against the wall and Loki had you pinned with his hands on either side of your head. “Darling, it is taking everything I have not to rip this dress off of you and mark you up as my own.”
A shiver made it’s way down your spine, core quickly heating up. “For someone who hates me so much, you're being awfully lustful.”
“Who ever said I hate you, little one? The mere sight of you drives me insane. All these years spent trying to impress you and you treated them as a damned competition.”
“Impress me?” You suddenly felt smaller, an ache starting the make itself evident between your thighs.
“Mhm,” his lips were centimeters away from yours at this point.
“Then why don't you.”
Loki smashed his lips against yours, immediately pulling the air from your lungs and shocking every nerve in your body. It felt as though a spark had ignited into a wildfire between you two, his hands moving away from you and to your hips, pulling you close to him.
The distant sound of people chattering and having a good time quickly disappeared. Pulling away from his lips you took not in the change of scenery, the two of you know in his room. “You can leave if you want, darling. I won't make you do something you don't wish to do.”
With a soft scoff and a roll of the eyes, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him to you, kissing him. Moving to card your hands through his hair, you tugged, making clear that you wanted him.
The faint taste of chocolate and liquor was left on his lips and it was more intoxicating than any drink you would have had tonight. In general, Loki was intoxicating to you. He was magnificent in every way possible; It was no wonder he always took over your thoughts. But years of thinking he saw you as nothing more than a pest turned your lust into ambition, wanting to always prove your worth.
But you didn't need to. He saw you in every way possible. He wanted you in every way possible. Loki growled against your lips every time you tugged.
He pulled away from your lips, walking you towards his bed. “If I have to wait any longer for you, little one, this isn't going to end pretty.”
A smirk toyed at your lips, pulling your dress off your shoulders and letts it pool around your ankles, revealing your lack of undergarments. “Take what you want, my King.”
A new wave of arousal shot through him and before you could process anything you were beneath him, his lips on your neck and marking every bit of skin he touched. He nibbled and sucked and licked every sensitive bit of your skin, delighted in the moans he pulled from you.
With a snap of his fingers his clothes were discarded and he was shamelessly rutting against you, letting you feel how hard you had made him. As whimpers and whines left your lips, voiceless pleas for him to fuck you, he grabbed your legs and wrapped them around his waist, teasing your entrance his the head of his cock.
“Tell me you want it.” His voice was rougher than you had ever heard it. “Tell me how badly you want me.”
A strangled whine left your lips, “Please Loki, please fuck me. Please make me yours.”
He wasn't waiting any longer, deciding teasing could take place on a later occasion. He pressed himself into you, burying himself until his pelvic bone was pressed against you. The mixture of your moans and fluttering walls had him on cloud nine. After allowing you a second to adjust, he pulled nearly all the way out and snapped his hips back in, pulling a loud nearly scream like moan from you.
Loki was drunk off of your noises, each little whimper and gasp spurring him on. His lips were either on yours or marking your skin up more, determined for everyone to know who you belonged to now. He sensed you end building, walls getting tighter around him as your body sporadically spazzed. Reaching down between the two of you, he pressed a cool finger to your clit, drawing figure eights in the excited bundle of nerves, quickly dragging you closer to your high.
Once he was sure you were teetering on the edge of bliss, he pulled back some wanting to watch you come undone beneath him. The sight was something he dreamt of, and when you finally dove into the euphoria with a scream of his name, eyes pinched shut, head thrown back, body arched, he swore he had died and gone to heaven. The sight alone brought him to his end, coating your walls with a thick layer of white.
Loki pulled out of you, falling beside you and pulling you to him before you could make a move. “Did I impress you, darling?” His voice was wrecked with an after sex gravel.
Your words came out broken as you tried to catch your breath. “You did good, but I think we just found the next tier of our competition.”
He chuckled softly, planting a kiss on your forehead. “And I promise you I'll win this one.”
A/N: It’s been raining for four days where I live and storms had inspired me to write this.
I hope you’ll like this, if you do, feedback is appreciated,
tons of love, Cher.
Requests are open ✨
I was sitting in my bed, sipping coffee while I watched the tremendous storm through the window.
The sound of thunder resonating on the walls of my room along with the wind singing, thick drops were falling, coating the large window, making the city lights split, looking like there was a thousand more than usual.
I took a sip of my coffee when I hear him talk.
“my brother must be angry today”
I turned my head to look at him, he was at the end of my bed, wearing a luxurious peignoir over his mundane clothes.
“I hope he is not mad at you” I said, watching him undo his robe to place it over a chair
“He is always mad at me” he came closer to the bed, reclining next to me.
“I think he has some points…” I returned my sight to the storm but I saw him nod quietly over my shoulder. I spoke again
“what are you doing in here?”
He took some time to answer, I waited patiently.
“I know you like storms” he said quietly “and I wanted to be with you...” he continued.
I smiled to myself, finishing my coffee and stretching to place the empty cup on the nightstand. Loki took advantage of my moves, placing himself behind me; now his legs were open and placed on both of my sides.
I leaned into his chest, my back facing him, his breath making me shudder when he ran the bridge of his nose through my neck.
I placed one of my palms over his fabric covered knee, rubbing it up to his thigh.
“I’m glad you’re here” I said whispering, he placed his hand over mine to lift it up to his lips, and then he placed a kiss to each one of my knuckles.
His other hand caressed my left arm, then my thigh, tracing figures on my skin with his fingers.
We watched the storm, without talking, just petting each other, placing kisses there and there, purring when one of us cosseted the other just right.
“I want to show you something” he said, his right hand was petting my belly, my own fingers running over his arm, I mumbled a “mhm”
His left hand in front of my eyes, he sighed before moving his fingers with grace, almost silkily.
“Keep looking at the sky” He said, a little green spark emerged from his fingers.
And then, the same spark now much bigger in the sky.
A green flash of light in between the storm.
I opened my eyes in surprise, grasping his hand tightly, being clearly amused.
Another green sparkle ran across the clouds, a few seconds after, the loudest thunder of the night arrived, the sound making me hop in my place. I could feel his little smile behind my ear.
Then, I felt his warm lips being pressed against my bare shoulder, while the green flashes barely illuminated the room.
I looked at him over my shoulder, a smile creeping on my lips.
“If you were trying to impress me, you succeed” I said, my fingers playing with his.
“I just thought this would make the storm a little more interesting to watch” he said, but deep down he knew he wasn’t here for the storm, he was here for me.
His hand ran through the side of my face, caressing my temple with the tip of his fingers, I closed my eyes to enjoy what I knew was about to happen.
His lips now pressed softly against mine, I opened my mouth a little so he could get more access, he understood the message perfectly, his tongue slipping in, finding my own and playing with it.
Lips grazing against each other softly, then harshly, then softly again.
It seemed like we were battling for dominance but we were just being ourselves.
I tasted myself on his tongue, our flavours had blended together and we tasted like the most exquisite dessert.
Another thunder made us break away, smiling when I found the calm on his jade eyes, our foreheads pressed and hands now caressing the bare spots our clothes showed.
We stayed like this for a while, returning to our lips, not getting enough of the other, listening to the storm behind us, the drops crashing against the window were perfect to cover our little whimpers.
The rain didn’t stop, at least not until we fell asleep on each other, naked legs intertwined and covers tangled untidily in our bodys, relaxed and serene.
I found myself thinking about what I liked more, if the sound of the rain or the beat of his heart.
I found myself in a dilemma.
It was impossible to choose.
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