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Can you do a thigh riding fic with president loki?

Cock Drunk

President Loki X Fem!Reader one shot

A/N: lmk if you like it, nonny

Warnings: smut, thigh riding

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Heat roiled in your belly, settling low in your core and spitting sparks at Loki's hungry gaze. His hands tightened on your hips, angling you just so, till your breath quickened and your thighs tightened around his leg.

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[ohdearhiddles]

SUMMARY: The God of Mischief doesn’t like to leave you wanting, and he most certainly likes the idea of entertaining your restlessness.

TITLE: Late Night Proposals

WORD COUNT: 2952

AUTHOR NOTES/WARNINGS: please do not read unless 18+; there be smut ahead. i’ve never written Loki smut, but i live for it, so here i be with my sexy Loki scenes. :) x (( not my gif ))

It was late; you knew that much. The moon was still positioned high in the sky, illuminating the dark carpet that was splayed across the floor. Through a sleepy haze, you could make out the crackling of the fireplace and the soft glow of the flames as they flickered. You were laying in a low bed adorned with furs, emerald sheets, and porcelain colored pillows.

Your eyes fell shut as you burrowed yourself further into the blankets enveloping you. Even that small movement seemed to wake your lover from his peaceful slumber. You felt Loki’s cool, nimble fingers grip your hips and pull you ever so closer to his body. His warm breath skimmed across your neck as he subconsciously seemed to administer soft caresses to your skin. Sighing in momentary bliss, you settled in, pressing your back flush against his chest.

“You’re restless.” The hushed and muffled voice was soothing as the caressing stopped, his hand resting on your waist.

“Sorry,” you mumbled in response, opening your eyes to find that there was no longer the usual bleariness that accompanied your tired state. Moving to lay on your back, you accepted that you might not sleep much more for the night.

“An apology?” Loki asked, pulling his body from the mattress to prop himself up on his elbow. His pale skin practically glimmered in the moonlight, and you had to hold your breath as you marveled at his immeasurable beauty. He was a god, alright; he was one hell of a god.

His fingers played with the hem of your top, brushing against the skin of your hip in a way that could only be described as innocent. However, you knew better than to believe that any action was completely innocent in nature, especially from him.

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The Devil In Your Eyes

Summary: You and Val are roommates, and since she started dating Thor, Loki is always hanging around in your apartment .You’re convinced his sole mission in life is to pester you. That’s until he helps you through a rough night and you realize that Thor’s little brother is a lot more than just mischief.

RATING: NC-17 PAIRING: Loki/Reader

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Dark tears of mascara were running down your face as you rushed into your building. You tried your best to keep the sobs down, but even the smallest whimper echoed on the empty corridor. Once on the elevator, you broke down. Your chest hurt, your head throbbed, you couldn’t breathe. And everytime you closed your eyes you would see him. Him and his head stuck between another woman’s legs.

The ongoing flow of tears made it hard for you to use your keys, but luckily, someone opened the door from the inside. You were hoping it would be Val, but no. Of all people to see you like this, HE had to be the one to open the door.

Loki.

“Really, if you can’t hold you alcohol– ” He started with a usual snarky remark, but as soon as he saw your face, he stopped himself.

Pushing the door wide open, you walked past him, going straight for the bathroom. Loki didn’t know what to do. After a few minutes of hearing you sob, he knocked.

“Y/n, are you okay?” What kind of stupid question was that? He shook his head and tried again. “Sorry, of course you’re not. But do you need anything?”

At getting no answer beside some convulsed whimpers, he opened the door slowly.

“I-if yo-u ha-have c-come to mo-ock me, I wi-ill kick your cro-tch!” You said between sobs.

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Kiss And Tell

Loki X Fem!Reader one shot

Summary: When you find out that Loki has told the rest of the team about your one night stand with him, you are not happy. In order to placate you, Loki makes an offer.

Warnings: NSFW, oral sex (male receiving), one night stand (implied), pre-relationship, idiots to lovers

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A/N: Don't be dicks in the comments, please. No, I will not write a part two. And if you urge me to update my other WIPs I will deliberately not update, so don't do that. I'm trying my best here. :)

"You told them?"you asked incredulously. "Loki!"

"Hmm?" He sounded way too smug for your liking, eyes roving your form. "I must say, that is a very good look. I could have you right here, if you would let me."

Heat painted a merry path up your neck, and his eyes followed it. "That is not the point. Why did you tell them?"

He sighed a martyred sigh, and you made a sound somewhere between a snarl and a whine. "Was I not supposed to, darling?"

"You don't kiss and tell,"you said in a low voice, glaring at him as best as you could from where you stood at over a foot shorter than him. Apparently it didn't work. It only served to amuse him further, and he leaned against the doorframe, radiating chaotic delight.

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[hopelessromanticspoonie]

Best Seat in the House

Just a little something written for my ride or die, @lots-of-loki. I hope you enjoy, sweetheart. <3 Warnings: Smut. Cock-warming. Hint of a praise kink.

“You look dreadful, little one. Come here.”

The toe of your shoes onto the floor was almost silent as you stood in the entryway of your shared home, shucking off your peacoat at the same time. “Putting that silver tongue to good use, I see.”

“I was simply stating that it appeared you had a rough day, and I was going to offer you comfort in my arms.” The roll of his eyes was impressive, managing to somehow convey both playful adoration and true to the bone exasperation.

Your jeans hit the floor, too constricting after wearing them all day, in a less than graceful shimmy as you made your way to him on the couch. Wearing nothing but your underwear, fuzzy socks, and a thick, cream-colored fisherman’s sweater, you sat down in his lap on the couch. Your knees on either side of his hips, you were able to fully take in the concern etched into the planes of his sculpted features. The strong, steel bands of his arms wrapped around you and tugged you close to his chest, his own black sweater soft beneath your grasping fingers.

“Tell me about it,” he commanded gently, trailing his deft fingers up and down your bare thighs, raising goosebumps across them.

You launched into your day, lamenting traffic, moronic people you’re forced to pretend you respected, a misunderstanding between a friend, rattling on and on about every problem just to get the weight of them off of your shoulders. It would roll off his back, it typically did (unless someone truly disrespected or hurt you), and allow you both to enjoy the evening. You were just launching into dropping the salt shaker into your lunch when Loki tilted you forward so his lips could suck on the sensitive skin of your neck, while his hands inched their way underneath the low hem of your sweater.

“What are you-”

He nipped at your earlobe and growled, “Keep talking.”

As if it were easy to form a proper thought when your underwear melted away beneath his roaming hands, adding kindling to the fire flickering low in your belly where he massaged gently. Let alone vocalize that thought, as a quiet moan passed through your parted lips at the lave of his tongue over your racing pulse point. Your clutching hands dug into his shoulders when the feeling of his bare thighs rasped beneath you, and his arousal stiffened to rest just above where you wanted it most.

A light smack on your backside, and his mouth lifted to slant against yours. The taste of him, masculine and heady, intoxicating and sweet, poured through you like molten honey with the languid tangle of your tongues. Your hips shifted, rolling and writhing above him, seeking the friction that your throbbing center craved. Your quiet pants for air against the passion he ignited within you filled your ears to join with the roar of your heartbeat and his ragged, silk dragged through shards of glass murmurs of quiet approval, “there’s my girl” and “I’ve got you” and “yes”, in a thrilling symphony echoing around your lived-in home.

The worries of the day melted away from the flames licking up your skin, coaxed to life by the workings of his curling tongue underneath your jaw and the pad of his fingers circling over the glistening, needy pearl at the apex of your spread thighs. White clouded your vision, your silent cry of pleasure matched the deafening silence in your mind, and his broad chest became your safe haven as you collapsed against him in a boneless, trembling heap.

“That’s a good girl. So good for me,” he crooned into your ear, stroking down your back underneath the sweater with loving, soothing touches. “How do you feel now?”

You practically purred where your mouth anchored against his throat. The cool leather of the couch behind you was refreshing against your overheated wrists and hands. Just as your eyes blinked open from your blissed-out state, his hands grasped your hips, lifting you up before slowly lowering you down onto the length of his erection.

The stretch of him inside of you was exquisite, warm and full and leaving you unsure of where you ended and he began. You expected him to seek his own pleasure with your willing body, but he only held you close, adjusting your legs around him so that your muscles wouldn’t grow weary.

“Now,” he smiled, tangling one hand in your hair while the other rubbed small circles into your lower back. “Tell me about your day.”

Every misfortunate event suddenly seemed less dreadful, with the odd twitch of him inside of you and his lips teasing at the crown of your head. So, you listened to his adventures instead, smiling and laughing at his aggravating Stark and bickering with a petty member of the Asgardian council. It was an airing of the events more than anything, just putting them out there because you were interested in the other's life.

Nothing truly mattered when you were both exactly where you were meant to be.

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A Ride Home

Loki X Tesseract (because I have no impulse control)

Summary: Loki thrived in chaos. He was a force of nature, the Father of Magicks. Heck, he'd invented entropy. Everything he did, his thought process was fifty light years ahead of everyone else.

At some level, he'd known that something was bound to break his equilibrium one day.

Little did he know that it would be the Tesseract.

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Warnings: NSFW in upcoming chapters, weird pairing

A/N: So, remember how I said I'd stop writing fics? Yeah, so apparently I'm too deep in the rabbit hole. I hate this fucker. I love him. Ugh.

Chapter 1: Loki's Guide to Interdimensional Travel

Taking an Infinity Stone powered worm hole out of New York, 2012 had seemed like a good idea at the time.

 

What Loki hadn't planned, was where he'd land.

 

So here he was, sprawled out in the middle of nowhere, staring up at a group of flabbergasted people with a very uncomfortable weight in his chest.

 

One of them said something, but he stared blankly, muddled by the trip.

 

Where the fuck am I?

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Coloured In Gold

Loki X Reader one shot

A/N: For @lehuka123 . Gender neutral reader, can be read however you want to.

Summary: Sexy froot times ft. bananas.

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We haven't had breakfast yet , the sane voice in your head said. You ignored it, as always.

 

Your lips closed around the tip, and you sucked lazily for a moment.

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The Pros And Cons Of Antiquing

Masterpost

Chapters:

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12

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Territory division (based on presiding houses- Loki's clan is Khárö):

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