Real Tricks | Two (smut)
18+ Gabriel x (Librarian)Fem!Reader x Loki
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⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ : praise kink, wing kink, light bondage, p in v, oral(giving/recieving), dom/sub dynamics, teasing, grace kink, Mean!Gabriel, Soft!Loki
When you came to, everything rushed back through your mind. The library. Loki, Gabriel—“Glad you’re awake.” That voice. His eyes, though you weren’t sure whose. If was all you could see in the dark of the room. They way the practically glowed. It was hard to distinguish between them; each looked and sounded so similar. It almost gave you a whiplash. Blinking away the slight blurriness that seemed to cloud your vision did not help much either.
He moved to stand off the chair, stalking towards you and out of the darkness. When he did step into the light, you attempted to move further away, but nothing gave. It was then you became very aware of the position you were in. Beneath you was a bed, an extravagant set of silk sheets and fancy pillows decorated the mattress. Your arms strung up above your head, locked in a pair of rather intricate metal cuffs—unlike you had ever seen. You tug at them but the wood gives not into your actions. So much for that. You study the cuffs and noticed there were symbols engraved into them, they glinted in the light, a bright beautiful blue. “Sorry, darling. Can’t have you running away.” So the man standing at the edge of the bed had to be Loki. He just carried this sort of powerful confidence about him.
You tugged again at the restraints despite his words. Yet you began to think. Did you want to? Did you? I mean there were many nights where you wished for the touch of another. Your thoughts became more clear when Gabriel had come into the picture.
Many sleepless nights of sexual bliss, getting off to the imagination of Gabriel and what he could give you. How you wanted him to bend you over the desk at work and take you. Maybe take you in the closet, keep you quiet so he could fuck you while people were still in the library. The secret thrill of it all. “Yes, we know all about those thoughts.” Loki chides. You shift your weight on the mattress and a smug laugh catches your attention. Your eyes turn to see Gabriel standing off in the corner. “What thoughts?” You asks, looking back to the demigod.
“Please, sweetheart. I see the way you look at me, the way you turn red when I call you those little nicknames. The way you squirm when I stare down at you, and the sweet noises you make when you think no one is looking but me.” Gabriel’s whole spill was accurate. So much so it was embarrassing, but secretly alluring. How you wanted him was unbelievable, but Loki, you’d never met him. You had found a certain attraction to the angel, despite him hiding his true identity and Loki was starting to grow on you, he just gave off a sexual confidence that was alluring.
Deciding to play the hard to get card, you tilt your head over to Gabriel, “So why never ask me out if you knew?” You ask giving as much attitude as possible to the angel.
He cocks his head to the right, holding a smug expression. “Because that isn’t what you want, pretty girl.” A compliment of which was given in such a condescending manner that it just flipped a switch in your brain. Your tummy flutters and the all too familiar pressure builds in your abdomen. Heat begins to pool down between your thighs. Shifting your weight on the bed to try and alleviate the feeling, but that did little to nothing.
“You’re lying.” You snap back, pulling at the cuffs once more. You were going to show a little more attitude, after all they did ruin your night. Hopefully they would just ruin you. Gabriel pushes off the wall he was leaned on and waltzes right up to you. Shrinking back away from the angel slightly as he approaches. His hand finds your chin, yanking it upwards to face him, finger-nails digging lightly into your skin.
“Am I?” He asks lips curling into a smirk, brows raising as he awaits a response. Loki watches the interaction, enjoying the way your eyes find his, before flicking back to Gabriel. You look up at the man through your lashes, half-lidded eyes and the only answer you gave was a little whine, making Gabriel chuckle. “See, I knew it.” His thumb traces a circle on your cheek, light and delicate. Before his touch ghosts over your bottom lip.
Your tongue feels heavy, throat dry, and breath ragged. “Aww.” He coos down at you, “You want me to kiss you?”
Loki just watches, each rise and fall of your chest, the way your gaze is locked on the angel. For now he was going to let Gabriel have the fun. The room felt cool and his skin against yours felt so warm. You flutter your lashes at him, “Please.” The answer comes out almost breathless.
“You want me to kiss you, then you will have to earn it.” Gabriel tells you. His other hand reaches up to loosen the chain attached to the cuffs lowering you down just slightly. Enough for you to maintain some movement. Your hips were starting to ache a little, but you had no idea that was just the begging. Gabriel steps closer to the bed and places his knee at the the edge of the mattress. “You want a reward, sweetheart. Then you come grind yourself on my knee and apologize for all that attitude.”
As if he could do anything about it your gaze falls to Loki, who was standing at the end of the headboard. He only gives you a stern look, making you look back at Gabriel. A small whine falls from your lips, but you were lucky Gabriel seemed to be patient. Scooting your hips forward, you line yourself up with his knee and sink your hips down. The pressure it provided between your legs makes your whole body shudder, a shaky sigh leaves your lips and the angel laughs. “You’re so cute like this, sweetheart.”
Your nails dig into the flesh of your palms as you do your best to stay still until told other wise. “P-Please..” You beg, large eyes staring up at him through your glasses, but what you don’t expect is for him to reach forward and gently pulls the glasses from your face. Blinking as your eyes adjust to newfound blurriness.
“You won’t need them, pretty thing. Now move.” He demands and you were slightly glad to be providing some friction down below. The wetness that had no doubt pooled between your legs was sure to make a mess of the leggings you were wearing. That was the last thing on your mind, when Gabriel’s hands found your waist, grip firm as he holds you down against his thigh. A breathless moan escapes you, “Cute. Can’t wait to make a mess of you. Now get moving.” Gabriel guides your hips to grind down on him, savoring the pretty little noises he pulled from you.
Loki watches, eyes half-lidded and entranced at the scene before him. Watching you desperately hump Gabriel’s leg, like a bitch in heat. His own cock hardening at the euphoric scene before him. The lust was evident in his eyes, in Gabriel’s eyes as their gazes locked. “Yeah, you like that?” You responded with another loud keen, but Loki knew who he was really asking. It was absolutely filthy the way an angel of the lord could have such a dirty mouth. The things they’ve done, this wasn’t the worst of it.
Your arms and hips were beginning to grow sore from the position and wanting nothing more than to cling to Gabriel. Dig your nails into his skin, run your fingers through his hair. The way the fabric of his slacks felt on your core added an additional sensation to the pleasure you were feeling. That and the way your were practically struggling, but you were close.
Gabriel could sense your presence through those cuffs, feeling every pulse, every flutter, and every intricate detail. Your moans grew increasingly desperate with each passing second, the intensity of your release building within your core. Gabriel watched you intently through his lashes as you accelerated your pace, your hips desperately yearning to reach climax. Loki observed you as you practically exhausted yourself, solely from grinding against his thigh. It was a pathetic yet ultimately erotic scene, the way his angel guided and coached you through the experience.
“Yeah, are you close? You gonna cum from just grinding on my leg?” He asks, watching your lips tremble as all that comes out are the pathetic noises and whimpers. “Answer me, sweetheart. Or you will be in a whole lot of trouble.” Gabriel’s voice drops from the innocently sweet tone to one much darker.
You yank at the restraints as the words finally tumble from your lips, “Hng—Fuck. Y-Yes, I’m gonna cum.” Gabriel chuckles leaning closer, he presses a kiss to your collarbone, earning another desperate cry of need from you.
Loki swallows as his Gabriel’s golden eyes meet his as he kisses along your neck, biting, licking sucking. Giving a slow lap at the sensitive spot behind your ear. What a damn tease he was. Gabriel’s breath on your ear, ragged and hot, mixed in with the added sensation of his kisses across your neck pulled you over the edge. Your thighs clench around his, walls fluttering as your orgasm racks through you. Head falling back in bliss as the orgasm makes your body shake, hips slowing their movements. Clenching around nothing was making you more desperate. Wanting nothing but one of them to fill you up and fuck you into the bed. This wasn’t going to happen. They weren’t done with you, Gabriel wasn’t done. He watches your body shake, feeling the muscles in your thigh tense and un-tense as you cum.
All that from just humping his leg. Gabriel pulls back from you, leaving you a writing mess on the bed. Chains clinking as your struggle, his eyes fall down to his pants leg and he chuckles, “Look at that little mess, sweetheart. So wet for me and already one orgasm down and I haven’t even touched you yet. Dirty girl.”
Your head slowly lifts to look at him, pleading, “Please, Gabriel. Touch me.”
“Hmm, as much as I would love to, it’s not my turn.” He tells you, gently brushing your hair from your face, his touches leaving a warmth that danced across your skin. It was almost as if you could feel him within you, it was odd. Gabriel unbeknownst to you had lined the cuffs with some of his grace, so he too could feel you beneath his skin and he was starting to get addicted to it. It was unlike anything else, “Loki. Your turn. Why don’t you show her a good time.” He looks over to his counterpart and Loki nods his head.
He slowly walks around to your side of the bed, between the post-orgasm bliss you were experiencing and watching Gabriel step back. You had not seen Loki move, but you heard the soft clack of his shoes against the floor. Until he was standing in front of you. Your eyes slowly trail up his torso until they locked onto Loki’s own. He’s rolling up his sleeves, and when he finishes his cups your chin. “You look so pretty like this.” A whimper falls from your lips. Much like Gabriel he had that look of lust clouding his eyes. “Are you ready for me, darling?” His voice, smooth and an octave deeper than the angel’s, it’s so deeply erotic. You shift beneath his gaze but nod slowly. Giving him the only answer he needs. Loki flicks his eyes back to Gabriel. “Let her all the way down.”
Gabriel smirks but does as the god asks. With a snap of his fingers the chain linked to the restraints becomes slack and you basically fall into Lok’s arms, with a carefulness he guides you down off the bed, but he pushes you down by your shoulders towards the floor. Instinctively you kneel before him on your knees. Despite having some slack in the chain, the cuffs still kept your arms secured above your head. The demigod has you pinned between him and the bed. Your back was flush against the mattress and it had somehow felt better than your previous position, but your mind was yanked back into reality, when Loki’s palm tilts your chin upwards. “Let’s give Gabriel a little show, hmm? Can you do that for me, sweet thing?”
His thumb idly strokes your cheek as he awaits a response, “Y-Yes sir.” You hadn’t meant to respond that way, but he was just so confident and the way he just put you in your place with just words was so domineering. It made your pussy clench in anticipation from what was about to come.
Gabriel watches Loki with an intensity in his eyes. He always admired the demigod since even before taking on his personal and his looks. Loki was a being of great knowledge and power. One he was about to share with you and Gabriel would get to feel every moment of it.
Loki keeps eye contact with you as undoes the buckle to his belt, the sound makes your eyes dart lower. The sight that greeted you made your breath hitch. His hand leaves your chin, moving down to stroke his cock, a soft breathless sigh leaving him. Stroking himself to full hardness his other hand taps your cheek, “Open up, sweetheart.” Not wanting to feel the repercussions of disobeying the demigod. You do as he asks and open. The head of his cock presses against your tongue, past your lips, slow and deliberate. You look up at Loki with his cock sitting between your lips, it does something to him, “Fuck.” He grunts head lolling forward as the warm feeling of your mouth lights a fire within him.
“That’s a truly beautiful sight.” Gabriel’s voice is next to your ear, but he wasn’t there. No. Gabriel sat on the opposite side of the room, making himself comfortable in a chair. Loki’s other hand finds a gentle grip on your hair, he pushes his hips forward. Slow as to not overwhelm you at the moment, but surprisingly you take it well. Take him so well. Tongue brushing the underside of his cock, and it’s hard not to gag in the moment. With the pace he was moving, you had adjusted well to him. He certainly was blessed in that department. Then you feel something that completely takes your mind off the cock stuffed down your throat. It was wet, delicate, and just like feather-light touch on your clit. It wasn’t Loki. His eyes were shut, immersed in the pleasure you had provided.
Then you felt again. This time there was more pressure, it lasted longer. Your eyes wander the room until they landed on Gabriel, in his hand was a lollipop. Eyes going wide with the sudden realization of just exactly what he was doing. Not that you knew how, but you didn’t care. He slowly draws his tongue over the sweet, and you can feel it. A breathy moan, muffled by Loki’s cock doesn’t help. You shake as he continues this pattern slow and unforgivable. You squirm beneath Loki, unable to hold in the moans and whimpers from the teasing Gabriel was doing on your clit. Loki chuckles though it’s almost barely audible through his near breathless grunts and moans.
The teasing ceases, and you whine around him, “He’s going to cum into that lovely little throat of yours if you persist, sweetheart.” Gabriel comments. All you can do is watch him as the grip in your hair tightens and the thrusts of Loki’s hips intensify. “I adore these things.” He admires the sticky treat and grins, “Just a touch of angel grace and some Loki magic.”Completely ignoring the sounds coming from you and Loki, “We achieve this.” He presses the candy to his lips once more.
It was as if you could directly feel every touch he was giving, as if it were right on your core. “Stop,” Loki nearly snaps at Gabriel. You blink up at the demigod, feeling him twitch against your tongue. His thrusts became harsh and uneven as he drew closer.
“That’s it big boy, give her what she deserves. Fuck her mouth.” Gabriel encourages, watching you squirm and take Loki’s assault so well. Just like he knew you would. Gabriel had picked you out by hand, working you until he knew what buttons to push, so as he watches as his other lover makes an absolute mess of your face, it tickles him. He places the lollipop back into his mouth rolling tongue over the sweet surface.
You weren’t sure why, but the way his tongue rolled over your clit, albeit not physical you couldn’t help but grind down against the feeling, chasing your own orgasm. Loki’s grunts were only adding fuel to the fire. His hips, the way his cock felt against your tongue had you almost seeing stars. It was almost so overstimulating, but the way you were feeling right now, it was just the beginning.
“G-Gabriel..” Loki gasps softly. It was an intimate moment, but you watch as the angel appears behind him, “Do it.” He whispers, making eye contact with you, “And you’ll take every drop, pretty girl.” He coos down at you. Loki’s fingers curl against your scalp, his breathing ragged as his hips slow. His cock twitches on your tongue and when he pulls out, despite managing to swallow most of it, some drips down your chin and onto your chest.
“Oh that was beautiful, Loki.” Gabriel’s fingers curl around his shaft stroking him. Gently and slow, “You do so well for me. Every time.” You watch through half-lidded eyes as Gabriel works him to full hardness once more.
“Gabe-”
Loki’s voice cut short by the archangel, “Ah, ah. Shh.” His thumb brushes over the head, and you watch with bated breath as Gabriel pushes the candy back into his mouth, making you moan desperately and rock your hips forward. Loki turns to Gabriel and grabs his wrist, stopping the angels movements. He snatches the candy from him and tosses it aside.
“No, not this time my angel.” The way Loki speaks to him is intimate and the way he does so, it makes them appear. His wings fluff up and stretch out behind him. “There they are.” He sighs, practically mesmerized by them. You were thankful that the assault on your clit had stopped, but you were so desperate to cum. For anything. Watching them was unlike anything you had ever seen. Every soft touch, every careful breath. Loki pulls him into a kiss, raw, and passionate able to taste sweetness on his tongue as laps at the angel’s bottom lips.
Gabriel moans in his mouth. Lips moving against his own. That’s when a surprised gasp comes from Gabriel. Loki pulls back with a knowing smirk as his fingers brush through the angel’s feathers, just at the base of his wings, “Sometimes, you get a little too cocky, love.” He chides, reveling in the moans and whimpers that come from the archangel.
“Now, I want you take our new plaything and fuck her while I watch. Can you do that for me, pretty boy?” His fingers ghost over and particularly sensitive spot and it makes his knees feel like jello. Loki had epochs of experience with many different partners and now was no difference.
He listens, “Yes, Loki.” The demigod hums in approval and releases his wings, much to his dismay and much to your pleasure. With a snap of his fingers your back on the bed, clothes completely gone, except the undergarments you had chosen to wear tonight. Would it be wrong if you had picked this pair out for him?
Gabriel climbs atop you, wings folded behind him. He looked so ethereal, as he stares down you it sent that familiar warmth to your core.
“You’re beautiful.” He whispers, your body beneath his, knees on either side if your hips. It was then you noticed how little he was wearing almost nothing. It made you a little dizzy watching him go mean to soft as he admires your body. The swell of your breasts, cupped so delicately in the red fabric of your bra. The curves hidden from him behind your underwear. He drew delicate circles on your tummy admiring the softness of your skin. Running his palms down your sides, just admiring the warmth of your skin beneath his fingers
Gabriel leans down to press his lips to your cheek, voice at just a whisper. “You ready for me sweetheart?” Your eyes look over to Loki who had taken a seat on a chair at the center of the room. He was just watching. It made you a little nervous to perform something like this in front of someone else, but Gabriel’s voice drags you from the pit of worry. “Hey, look at me. I got you.” Your eyes are pulled back to his and now with a slight bit of confidence you nod. Gabriel smirks and gives a snap of his fingers and the cuffs that held your arms had unlocked. With your arms free they immediately wrap around his shoulders, pulling him down for a kiss.
His lips felt so perfect against your own, soft and sweet just like the angel himself. Your fingers tangle into his sandy locks, as his other hand works your underwear down your legs. Purposely drawing light touches across your thighs. Every touch, every brush of skin was so erotic, the pleasant tingles it left behind was amazing and otherworldly. Pulling back from the kiss leaving you nearly breathless, “Please, Gabriel.” You practically gasp for air. Gabriel places a kiss on your cheek, trailing his warm, wet kisses down to your neck. Your lips part to speak again but is cut short in a moan as the head of his cock pressed against you.
“Breath.” He lines himself up with your entrance, “Just relax, pretty girl.” He instructs before his lips captures yours in another deeply intimate kiss. Lips clashed and tongues danced against each other, the faint taste of strawberry is evident. He pulls away and he grunts, hips brushing against yours. You can feel him. Every part of him. Your head falls back onto the pillows a loud cry of pleasure leaves you. Your nails dig into the skin of his back and Gabriel groans, his hips grind down against your own again. Gabriel’s forehead meets yours, pressed against your own as your moans mix together, basking in the feeling of one another’s pleasure. Your hands travel lower to the base of his wings, fingers ghosting over the feathers.
His breath hitches, giving a particularly harsh thrust of his hips in response, “F-Fuck..sweetheart..” He grunts. The way he felt inside your walls was purely unreal, hitting that spot making your toes curl. It was if Gabriel’s cock was made for you. “Oh.. Gabe.. Oh God..” A mix of pathetic whines and pleas spilling from your lips.
He chuckles, hearty and soft, “You’ll make him jealous, angel.” Gabriel picks up the pace driving you down into the mattress, one hand moves from your waist. To card through your hair, fingers brushing against your scalp. His lips find yours once more and he nips at your bottom lip, revealing in the soft moans that spill from you. Loki watches the way the two of you move together fluid and so natural. He wraps strokes himself to Rothy’s of Gabriel’s thrusts. He couldn’t deny the angel was pretty like this. You were pretty like this. The way you would come undone beneath him.
Gabriel looks down at the sweet image of pleasure crossing your features. Eyes half-lidded and clouded with lust, the experience of this was all pure ecstasy/ Taking an angel and demigod as lovers was the most erotic thing you could have experienced. Gabriel accentuates each thrust with soft moans as he fills you with every inch. You were staring to grow closer and closer with each thrust, the fact that you knew Loki added a sudden additional pleasure to the situation. Loki catches your gaze and you keep your eyes locked on him as he strokes his cock, watching the way Gabriel pulls those sweet moans from you. The sound of skin meeting skin is the only sound mixed along with the erotic sounds that filled the silence of the room.
His brushes your hair back from your face, palm cupping your cheek as your eyes lock. His fingernails dug into the flesh of your hips. It had hurt but added an additional sense of pleasure to the experience of being fucked into the mattress. Gabriel was enjoying the way you helplessly gave into him, taking his cock like it would be the last thing you do. “G-Gabe.. I..” Your soft and whiny voice catches his attention. The angel knew what was coming. His lips curl into a smirk and he chuckles breathlessly, feeling the way your walls began to clench around him.
He could feel his own release was building, the familiar warmth coiling in his abdomen. You were close. He was too.
Gabriel knew that you wouldn’t last much longer like this, when your eyes lock once more he speaks up. “You close, Baby?” Voice husky and hot with desire. But you could only nod in response, no longer able to form words, just noises. They were whiny and pathetic, but you were so close. Your fingers curling back against his wings gripping onto them. Gabriel growls, craning his neck down to whisper into your ear, “Then cum with me, angel.” His thrusts became deep, hard and almost desperate as he fucked you down into the mattress.
“That’s it.” He grunts. Enjoying the way your fingers threaded through his feathers, working the nerves beneath his wings. Gabriel could feel the way your walls fluttered, squeezing and tightening around him. His thrusts slows, hips rolling to a slow, pressing against you. Your walls clenched around him, and your orgasm washes over you, a loud cry escapes you. Coming around him and arching your back, skin pressed against skin. Gabriel’s hips slowed as his cock twitched, feeling the way your walls fluttered around him, pulling him deeper into you. He came undone inside you. He grunts, teeth biting into the skin of your neck as he comes inside you. “F-Fuck..” It almost a whine.
The way he presses his own body down against yours. It is just all so much, you’re shaking beneath him and he just sits there for a moment. Loki’s cock twitches in his hand, coming as he watched the shared moment between you both, breath heavy, and hot.
It is a couple moments before he’s pulling out of you and flopping down onto the bed next to you, bringing you to lay on top of him. You let out a cry of surprise and Gabriel chuckles, “Hah, relax sweets. Just want to cuddle you.” You slap a hand on the archangel’s shoulder and he laughs. “Plus, I think I won’t be moving for a while. Your pussy is like heaven.” He whispers and you let out a giggle yourself. Loki stands up from the chair, climbing onto the bed behind you and you smile, being curled up between ancient beings was a little surprising, but they were yours and you were theirs. An angel and a demigod, but you weren’t sure how you pulled that off, but you wouldn’t change it for the world.
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