The Want of the Frost King {Loki Laufeyson x female reader}
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The Bride of the Frost King
"Father, I won't marry that thing! I do not care if he protects us from whatever is out there!" An arrogant young woman shouted to her father.
"Daughter please, this is all that I ask. It will protect our people, your people from the dangers out there!" Her father shouted right back at her.
"Why does it have to be my responsibility!?"
"Because daughter.....our people give us the life that we live. They provide us with the riches that we obtain. And in return, we protect them from whatever threatens their way of life."
"To hell with the people! I won't be a prize for that disgusting creature that lives in that ice prison!" The young woman threw her crown in front of her father and stormed away, tears forming in her eyes.
With soft steps, you approached the king and picked up the crown of the princess. "Here you are sire."
The king shook his head as he grabbed the crown and held it tightly against his chest. "I do not want to give my daughter away to that thing....but it made me swear that my first born child would be its queen."
Without warning, a cold wind swept the throne room, icicles beginning to form from the ceiling.
"By the gods, he's here" The king's heart sank in his chest as he saw the Frost King.
"King Richard, what an honor it is to see you again" The Frost King smirked wickedly as he walked forward, the guards around the throne room shuddered in fear at his towering presence.
"King Laufeyson...what an honor it is for to grace my presence" The king held back the frog in his throat.
"Where is she?" Loki pushed the pleasantries aside as he got right down to business.
"Who?" The King smiled, playing ignorant.
"Oh.....King Richard....you're better than that" Loki laughed as he approached closer to the king, the cold becoming remarkably sharp.
"My daughter right?"
Loki could only smile, giving a slight nod. "All I ask is her hand in marriage my dear King. I've protected your kingdom and your ancestors kingdom for the longest time. I've been alone for centuries....and now that I have a chance to have a queen....I will take it."
"Of course....being alone is quite detrimental...for the human spirit..." King Richard nodded, gazing towards you. "This is my daughter."
"Huh?" You gasped, glazing back at the Frost King with terror.
"Why is she wearing scraps as clothing?" Loki questioned in curiosity.
"Because she likes to play outside in the dirt sometimes and she prefers to keep her royal clothing clean" King Richard lied through his teeth as he placed his daughters crown on your head.
"What?! No that is not-"
"She's perfect" Loki's growl echoed throughout the throne room as he swept you off your feet.
"I'm not-" you went silent again as the King approached you, his eyes showing relief that his first born child wasn't going to be torn away from him.
"Please" was all that the King spoke as he held onto your hands.
Your heart ache as the king held your hands, as if he was giving his actual daughter away to this creature. "Thank you father, for giving me the honor to protect our kingdom further" was all you said as the Frost King turned to carry you out to his palace of ice.
Within the hour, the air grew frigid as you entered the icy cave of his domain. "Why is it so cold..." you shivered, clutching at his bare blue chest to try and warm yourself.
"I thrive in the cold my dear, without it, I will falter" he whispered, grabbing the fur that covered his back and wrapped you in it.
"But do not fret my love, I will make sure that your body never shivers" he promised.
A soft ache hit deep within you. Why was he so kind? You heard many stories of a creature that was fierce and unforgiving to those who dared try and attack the kingdom you lived in. They said he was gruesome, angry, fearsome, and horrid....but...the creature you were clutching to.....was none of those whatsoever.
"Ah, here we are."
"What...is this your home? Just a cave?" You questioned curiously.
"Hehe, no my darling, what I meant was that this is as far as any human has made it before. Typically humans who want to challenge me reach this point and freeze."
"See there" he pointed towards the right to a frozen statue.
A soft gasp escaped your lips as you saw a frozen statue of a man.
"Y-You killed him?"
"No, I did not my dear. He chose to invade my home to murder me....and so....my home took it in its best interest to stop him where he now stands."
You clutched Loki's chest tighter, eyes wide in fear, wondering if you made the right decision to keep your mouth shut so that the King didn't lose his first born daughter.
"I-I want to go back...I..." you stumbled on your words as fear overtook your better judgement.
Loki glanced down at you as he kept walking over the icy river, noticing how fear overtook you. With a gentle maneuver, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "Shh, do not fear me y/n."
Your heart sank further into your chest when he uttered your name. "H-How did you....know my name?"
"Heh, do you think I'm that heartless to take the daughter of another man?"
"Wait....but what-?!"
Loki let out another chuckle as he entered his bed chambers and gently laid you down on his icy bed that was covered in warm furs.
Quickly crawling back away from him, you clutched the fur he had covered you in, confusion spread across your face.
Gently removing his horns from his face, he placed them on the bed and sat down at the edge, keeping a respectful distance from you. "I knew you weren't his daughter. Princesses do not wear clothing like yours. And besides, I knew his daughter was arrogant and heartless. I do not want a queen that does not care for her subjects."
"But....why....I can't become a queen? I'm just the help. I....and....beside why did you chose me?"
"Your heart is pure my dear. Even when you knew that you weren't the King's daughter, you leap into action and took a hold of it. Your kindness is what drew me to you." "I played the part of accepting that you were his daughter to appease him." "I could've easily chosen that brat, but...ugh....I saved myself that headache."
"But like I said...I'm not a princess...I can't become your queen...".
Loki slowly lowered his gaze to you, a soft smile peering across his cheeks that sent a delicate warmth your way. "You do not need to be a princess to become a queen my darling." "All you need is a kind heart and a care for others well-being."
"And besides....my dear little y/n....I've had a interest in you for a long time....".
"You've been watching me? How?" you gasped, pulling the fur closer to your chest.
"I've been on this Earth for centuries protecting the kingdom that you lived in. After I grew into a young boy, my father brought me to your village to teach me that these people needed protection against the Karu.....a dangerous creature that feeds on human blood. "I didn't understand why I had to protect them. They destroy everything they touch." "I refused. He didn't scold me....hit me....yell....all he did was pointed to you when you was but a young girl." "I watched you tend to a plant that was on its death bed....others would've torn it from the ground and toss it to plant another one...but you....you....stood by it and cared for it like it was someone that you loved." "And I...I fell in love....". "For the first time in my life, I wanted to make sure that you were protected and that those filthy Karu could never touch you."
Loki's crimson eyes looked into your own, white tears dripping down his blue cheeks.
"Y-You don't need to accept my proposal or my love.....I will gladly bring you back to your home if that is what you wish....I just-" he went silent as he tried to regain his composure.
You let out a shaky breath as you watched the fearsome creature that protected your village falter and show weakness. "Heh....you loved me?" You broke down in tears as you pulled the fur off your body and crawled towards him.
Loki's gaze shot up to you as you crawled to him, "For the longest time~"
"Heh...why didn't you say anything sooner?" You joked as you gently got into his lap and pressed your head against his chest.
Loki let out a soft chuckle as he embraced you, pressing his cheek gently against the top of your head. "Well, I was afraid that you would find me hideous and fear me because of the stories the humans have written about me."
"I'm not afraid and I do not find you hideous," you giggled cutely, pulling your head away to look up at him.
Loki moved his head slightly to gaze upon you with eyes filled with love and happiness.
"What is your first name, King Laufeyson?"
"Loki."
"Hmm, well, I love you Loki."
"Oh my darling y/n" Loki whispered softly as he gently lifted your chin with his thumb and pressed an ever so sweet kiss to your lips.
Filled with a sudden warmth, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down to deepen the kiss.
"Ah~" he let out a soft breathe as he pulled away from the kiss to gently lay you down on his bed, his enormous figure looming over you.
You gazed up at him with pure devotion and wonder, he truly was a sweet creature that didn't deserve to be named all those things.
"Loki" you whispered his name again.
"My love" he leaned against your ear to whisper. "I love you, you are my queen, my everything." "I promise I won't let anything or anyone harm a single hair on your body."
With each word, he pressed a kiss to your forehead, your nose, your lips, and then he met your gaze.
You let out a soft giggle as you cupped both his cheeks, wanting memorize his features as if he might disappear or that this might be a dream that you hadn't woken up from yet.
"Laufeyson!" A loud voice shouted from the distance.
Loki's eyes grew sharp, his brows furrowing in anger, "Who dares interrupt me?!"
"We need to talk..." A long eared man approached.
"Naru? What about?"
"The Karu have declared war on the Kingdom that you protect." "And now that you have your beloved queen, they'll be after her too."
"What?" you gasped as you quickly hugged Loki, wondering what in the world have you gotten yourself into.
"By the depths of Hades...".
"I think we should talk about alliances...since you need all the help you can get" Naru smirked.
For the love of God, don't imagine Loki as a vampire
Don't you dare imagine Loki living in a gothic castle waiting for his next victim
Don't even think about imagining yourself entering his castle, lost on a dark and stormy night looking for shelter
Don't dare imagine yourself wearing an elegant, silky dress dressed in a tight corset only to realize that Loki's eyes are scanning your silhouette with desire
Don't imagine Loki dancing a dizzying waltz with you while he tries to control his impulses to bite you every time he is near your neck
Please don't dare imagine that every second he spends with you he falls more and more in love with you but is afraid of hurting you
And most importantly please don't you dare even imagine that time you two had an intimate night, with Loki worshipping your body and making you feel like a goddess because that's what you are to him, only for Loki to finally fall easy prey to his impulses and accidentally bite your neck, taking your life. Loki crying over your limp body, hugging you bitterly while "El tango de Roxanne" plays in the background.
You remembered Berlin and the chaos. Green flashes and screaming crowds. As an experienced Hunter working for S.H.I.E.L.D., you were in the center of the action when he appeared.
The God of Mischief, and as you later learned, also an immortal predator, a vampire, something almost no one knew about him. These genes had only appeared in him later, by sheer chance.
Unfortunately, at the time, you weren't there as a Hunter, but as a civilian with no gear. But you couldn't take on someone known for their magical power, and a vampire, with just a few small spells.
The confrontation with him was brutal and short. The moment he lightning-fast tackled you to the ground, all you felt were sharp, cold points digging into your neck.
For a fraction of a second, before you managed to wrench yourself free, you saw a red flash pass through his eyes. Nothing you’d seen in other vampires. Their whole eyes usually turned red. This was... strange.
Instead of gaining power over you, he staggered, his grip slackening. Then, as if he'd drunk poison, he pulled away, clutching his throat. Your body was protected by ancient hunting seals, which paradoxically caused him severe intoxication. Your blood was poison to him, yet it was the only blood he ever craved.
You used his moment of distraction and vanished in the smoke and uproar, grateful for your Hunter's tricks. Loki, surrounded by a horde of hypnotized thralls, didn't even try to pursue you. He had the Avengers to fight.
The mission was clear, Stop Loki. You didn't have much time. You spent the entire night in a S.H.I.E.L.D. safe room, studying ancient texts and drawing diagrams.
He was a God-Vampire, you were a Hunter. Your plan revolved around a single, ancient technique, the Blood Seal.
A seal meant to nullify his vampiric abilities. To activate it, however, you had to press it directly onto him.
The next day, you crept through abandoned corridors, silent as a shadow in your hunting armor. The sound of your heart seemed deafening in your ears.
You reached him. But it was no surprise. It looked more like he had been waiting for you. The fight erupted without warning.
Even though he was a God, his fighting style was animalistic, fast, and predatory. The kind you saw in starved vampires.
You defended yourself with the experience of years, but when he dragged you to the ground, his claws dug into your arm, drawing blood. It was just a scratch, but in that moment, you heard a low, predatory growl from him.
“Your scent... your blood...” he mumbled, hesitating for a moment. “Divine...”
You seized that second. Your bloody hand touched his chest. Ancient words left your mouth in a dark dialect, and your blood on his skin glowed bright red.
Immediately, blue veins appeared beneath Loki's skin, an artifact of his recent encounter with the Tesseract and then the seal of your blood dug deeper into his chest and activated.
The blue glow and veins vanished, replaced by clean, pale skin. Loki collapsed to the floor as if all energy had left him.
And then it happened. His thralls, freed from the compulsion, turned. They pointed their weapons at their former master. It was chaos that you had to end.
With Thor's blessing, which he had given you, you pulled an enchanted muzzle from its holster. Loki was too weak to resist, your seal had stripped him of all power.
You fastened it over his mouth so he couldn't use his fangs or his words to manipulate.
Now, however, it was time to escape. But being surrounded was a problem. One of the freed thralls was approaching you from behind with a knife. As you searched for an exit, you hadn't noticed him at all.
Loki stopped him. Even in his weakened state, he threw the man aside and saved your life. He could barely stand, but together you managed to escape the worst of it.
The rest of the team, along with Thor, rescued you from the remnants of the fight. He took his brother from you and brought him back to Asgard. Your job was done.
A week later, you were called in again.
“He refuses to drink,” Thor said as you entered the main chamber. “He throws up whatever he swallows. He's still weak, Y/N,” he said with concern.
You saw it with your own eyes. Loki lay on a bed, pale, with sunken cheeks. You watched him push a goblet of red liquid away from his lips in disgust.
Though you hadn't discussed it with him, you had heard of cases where a vampire encountered a specific blood they craved so intensely they refused to drink any other.
“I'll go talk to him and find out what's wrong,” you told Thor, who reluctantly agreed and let you go to his chambers.
As soon as you entered, Loki looked up at you, and a spark appeared in his eyes, a flash of old confidence, which quickly faded.
“I have a theory about what this is. It's called the Blood Song,” you began quietly, as you started taking various items for necessary tests out of your satchel.
“It's very rare. At one point, it was just a legend. It's not impossible, though. You're intoxicated by someone's blood, and your body won't accept anything else. Do you know whose blood you need?” you asked, looking at him.
Loki ran a long, slow, thorough gaze over you. He noticed a small, old scratch you had under your eye, not the wound from Berlin, but a years-old scar that ran across your face.
Then his gaze returned to your eyes, and he nodded in agreement. He knew very well whose blood he needed. The Blood Song was unbearable and had captivated his senses.
His eyes flashed red again, hypnotized by your proximity and now by your scent.
You knew what that flash meant. You quickly got up to distance yourself from him. But even in his weakened state, Loki was too fast.
He grabbed your wrist. His cold touch made you shiver. With his other hand, he tore the muzzle from his mouth; it snapped as if it were nothing.
“The Blood Song... I need you...” he mumbled and pulled you toward him.
He kissed your neck. It was a kiss full of hunger and desperation, not deceit. You tried to push him away, but it was like trying to move a rock. One hand tangled in your hair, the other pressed you against his chest, and then he bit.
You felt your strength draining away as his body filled with warmth and blood. You continued to fight until your head started to spin.
When you stopped fighting and your body went limp, Loki paused. He stopped drinking. You had fainted in his arms.
With unknown tenderness, he laid you on the bed, his eyes suddenly full of something other than hunger. Something gentle.
He bit his own lip and gently kissed the wound where he had been drinking. His blood began to work on your skin, and the wound on your neck healed.
Loki cuddled up to you and watched you all night, gently stroking your hair until you woke up.
At S.H.I.E.L.D.'s command, you moved into Avengers Tower because of Loki, and he was likewise transferred back to Earth. You were given your own secure room, while he was "accommodated" under supervision. His own chamber, with special windows, security doors, and cameras monitoring every corner of his room.
You ensured him regular doses of your blood. It was drawn and stored in bags that you left for him in the refrigerator. Unfortunately, he refused to drink even that, but for a completely different reason than you expected.
“It’s too cold,” he said once when you offered him one of the bags. “I like it fresh. I like your reactions. Your blood... It's different,” he explained. You knew he enjoyed your flushed cheeks.
Despite his nature, a relationship began to form between you, full of small displays of affection. Stolen hugs when he thought no one was watching. A quiet kiss on your cheek he gave you as you were falling asleep.
He carried you when you were tired after a mission. He made you tea. He complimented you, even if it sounded like sarcasm. He tended your wounds. He brought you strange delicacies from Asgard. You often cuddled when Loki was worried about inspections. And most of all, he didn't want you to go on missions alone.
“I don't want you to get hurt, my dear,” he said honestly once. “I will go with you and help you,” he stated determinedly.
You refused, however. You were a Hunter and preferred to work alone, even though you knew he would protect you. Still, the feeling that he was only doing it to protect his food source prevailed in you.
A new mission arrived. You thought it would be nothing difficult, but the opposite was true, and you were delayed there longer than you expected.
Loki was impatient. Every day he asked for updates. If he hadn't promised you he wouldn't pursue you, he would have been long gone. He didn't know exactly where you were.
He thought of you, your laugh, how you stroked his hair. He refused even the cold blood you had left for him the entire time. He couldn't stand the feeling without you.
As he waited impatiently, he heard a sound that came from the main doors. CRASH! An impact. He heard the sound of something heavy collapsing.
You were back. Exhausted and wounded. You barely made it to the entrance, where your strength left you, and you collapsed to the ground.
Loki, who was sitting in his room, suddenly became alert. He smelled a faint whiff of your scent, but a strong smell of... blood. He ran toward you. He was the first to find you, slumped on the floor, in a puddle of blood from a deep wound on your side.
“Y/N!” he panicked. He knelt beside you, unusually pale, not knowing what to do. You were too weak, you had lost too much blood.
He quickly carried you to the infirmary. Medics, transfusion. It took hours until you were stabilized.
Loki did not leave your bedside for a moment. He was weak, looking like a corpse. Thor leaned over him, trying to reason with him.
“Brother, you must drink. You will destroy yourself,” and he even brought a bag of blood.
“I will drink when she wakes up,” Loki replied stubbornly, his gaze fixed on you.
“Not from her, Loki. She is too weak.” Thor was insistent.
“Y/N is stronger than you think, brother.” Loki looked at him with a dark gleam in his eyes.
You woke up. You were groggy, and everything hurt. You looked at Loki. He looked awful.
“We both look like we were run over by a truck,” you joked weakly. But when you tried to laugh, you couldn't.
Loki's eyes widened in relief. He carefully hugged you, resting his head gently on your shoulder. You felt him trembling.
“I made a promise, after all,” you whispered, raising your hand to offer him your blood. However, he immediately refused.
“I couldn't do that, Y/N. I'll wait until you're fit.” He did, however, take one of the bags of your blood from the fridge and drank. “It's not the worst,” he sighed. “But you are better,” he smirked.
“It's mine, after all,” you countered. Loki looked at you with a deep, dark affection.
“I know. But this is just blood. When you offer yourself to me, it's something else. It's the touch of your skin, your breath, your nervousness...” You blushed and hid your face under the blanket. Loki laughed.
“You don't have to hide from me, my love,” he said softly, uncovered your blanket, and kissed the scar on your face.
Started a thing where i post one art work a day everyday no matter how shitty. From stuck figures to mona Lisa depends on my mood. So here day 1 vampire loki :3 kinda mid because I rushed but meh. HAPPY new year divas I love yall
Warnings: swearing, angst, hurt feelings, james needs a hug, mentions of alcohol, stalking, smut 18+, loss of virginity, technical character death...but not really I guess....mentions of blood and fangs.
Summary: Loki has a serious conversation with you, as the danger looms closer....
**dividers by: @firefly-graphics
**thank you so so much @mochie85 for listening to my constant rambling and for your unwavering support if this crazy story!! I appreciate you more then you know!! 💚💚💚
Part Seven-
James downed the shot, wincing at the burn In his throat as he tried fruitlessly to drown his feelings. He ran his hands down his face feeling his eyes burn. He wanted to go back, to run as fast as he could in whatever direction Loki was, but the pain was too much, like a hot knife had slashed at his heart. Flashes of nights spent together, limbs tangled together, hands and lips exploring eachother until dawn. He shook his head, wiping his eyes he waved the bartender over when a commotion by the front doors got his attention.
Turning his head he saw a tall cloaked figure pushing another man inside before slamming the door. He squinted in the dim light but couldn't make the man out with the hood covering him. "You are certain this is where he was?" The man bellowed grabbing the other man's collar. "Yeah, this is the place! I swear!" The man pleaded looking up at him. "Very well, I have no further use for you." The cloaked man growled tossing the other aside as he stalked up to the bar. "What can I get you?" The bartender asked nervously "I am looking for someone, a friend of mine." The man said turning his head "he is tall, and slender with long black hair, have you seen him?" The man asked "um no, I haven't seen anyone who looks like that." The bartender replied.
James watched the man sit on the barstool turning to look at the other patrons "hm, get me your strongest whiskey and I shall wait." The man said sternly. James glanced over at him trying to make out who he was, he knew he was looking for Loki, but why. "You there." The man said pointing at him "have you seen the man I described?" The man asked "no, can't say I have." James replied, trying to keep his face passive. The bartender returned with a glass and bottle "leave it." The man growled snatching the bottle before stalking off to a table in the corner. James looked back at the bartender scooting his glass forward when he came over to refill it "hey, you seen that guy before?" James asked glancing back at the man "no, and I'd prefer not to again." The bartender said rushing off to help another patron.
James nursed his drink, trying not to draw attention to himself while keeping an eye on the stranger feeling relieved Loki hadnt come in tonight. He looked at the time seeing sunrise was only a few hours away and got up, paying for his drink before slipping his coat on, whoever this man was he had to tell Loki....warn him. He had heard stories of vampire hunters but had never seen one and something about this man didn't sit right with him. He walked to the door feeling the man's eyes on him, releasing a breath as he made it outside. He zipped up his coat and headed toward the mansion.
You stood at the bottom of the steps looking up at the massive house, remembering the last time you were here. "Darling, after you." Your heard Loki say as you walked up the steps past him into the foyer, jumping slightly feeling his hands on your collar "apologies, I did not mean to startle you." He said sliding your coat down your arms hanging it up. "Would you care for a drink?" He asked watching you "n..no, thank you." You said looking around. "Very well, come." He said walking into the living room. You took a deep breath, following him as he sat in a deep green armchair by the fire. "Please, sit" He said motioning to the chair across from him.
You sat down slowly, looking everywhere but him, pulling your skirt down as far as you could feeling your anxiety rise "Let's begin shall we?" He said crossing one leg over the other "I will try to explain as best as I can." He said. Clearing his throat he looked into your eyes, watching your lashes flutter against your cheeks, the way your skin flushed when you were nervous. "as I mentioned, to sustain my immortality I must drink from you three times, when I...penatrate your skin, my fangs release an enzyme if you will, to help reduce the...effects." He smiled seeing you shiver, did you know what you do to him? "The more enzyme in your blood stream, the more like us you become, I take it you are sensative to light and cannot sleep yes?" He asked "y..yes, as well as the dreams." You said looking up at him seeing him nod, if only you knew you haunted his every thought.
"So, what happens if you don't.." You asked waving your hand bringing him back to reality "then that is as they that." He said with a sad smile. "You'll die?" You asked seeing him nod looking into the fire. "Tell me y/n..what is It that you desire?" He asked, his gaze slowly meeting yours. "I..I don't.." you started as he uncrossed his legs standing up. "what is it you truly want?" He asked, towering over you, running his thumb along your bottom lip, gods how he wanted to devour you "Um, I.." you trailed off, feeling his fingers ghost over your exposed arm "to be touched..." he purred, walking behind the chair, his fingers traveling across your shoulder "to be..caressed.." he whispered in your ear making you shiver. "Tell me.." he said coming to stand in front of you, placing his hands on the arms of the chair caging you in.
"I can show you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams." He purred placing his hands on your knees "do things to you that you've only ever imagined.." he said, his hands slowly sliding up your thighs, pushing your skirt up. You swallowed hard, feeling your face heat up "do not try to deny it darling.." he whispered gently parting your legs "I can feel your heart racing.." he purred, he wondered if you could hear his. Leaning into you, his face inches from yours "I can smell you.." he purred, feeling his fingers dip under the hem of your skirt. "I wish to offer all of that to you...and more." He said, his eyes meeting yours "an eternity...with me, by my side." He said, placing a genlty kiss to your neck, his fingers ghosting over your clothed core making you shiver.
"B...but what about..." you trailed off feeling him nibble your neck "what..your dead end job...your miniscule apartment...those people who call themselves your friends?" He asked pulling back to look at you. "I can give you everything you have ever wanted." He said. You gripped his wrist, a moan escaping your lips feeling him push your panties aside, his fingers slowly rubbing circles around your clit "Tell me...all you need do is say it and it shall be yours." He purred, his lips hovering over yours feeling his warm breath on your lips. "Y..yes..." you breathed, digging your fingers into his wrist feeling his fingers slide down to your entrance "i..I want you..i..want it all." You panted "and you shall have it." He said pressing his lips to yours.
His free hand wound into your hair, gently pulling your head to the side deepening the kiss as he slowly slid a finger inside you hearing you moan. He took the opportunity to press his tongue past your parted lips, caressing yours as your back arched up off the chair. He added a second finger, slowly pumping them in and out as he pulled back looking down at you. Your flushed cheeks, your soft lips puffy and swollen, Gods you drove him mad as he watched you rock your hips with his hand. "Do you wish to come darling?" He purred, adding a third finger watching you head fall back, eyes clenched shut. "Y..yes Loki..please.." you panted, digging your fingers into the arms of the chair.
He watched you come undone, the tightness in his pants becoming unbearable, but he knew what he had to do first. He slipped his fingers from you hearing you whimper "patience darling, there is something we must take care of first." He said grabbing your hand pulling you up. He walked you over to the couch, sitting down he pulled you onto his lap, your thighs on either side of his, you groaned feeling his erection press against your core, rocking your hips against him "you are insatiable aren't you?" He smirked seeing your cheeks flush. "Do not worry darling, I will give you what you need." He purred, pulling your chest flush with his "but first..." he trailed off, opening his mouth you gasped seeing his fangs "I will be gentle, you have my word?" He smiled grabbing the back of your head he guided you closer, placing soft kisses along your jaw down your neck.
He gripped your hair, tilting your head exposing more of your beautiful neck "are you ready darling?" He asked, his tongue licking your pulse point "y..yes im..ready" you stuttered, gripping his shoulders feeling his fangs scrape against your skin. You felt his free hand slide up, cupping your breast, his fingers tweaking your nipple as his fangs punctured your skin making you cry out. He held you tight against his chest, lapping and sucking "Mm you are exquisite." He moaned sucking harder. His hand slid down from your breast, dipping under your skirt he cupped your heat, rubbing you over your panties "f..fuck...loki...aahh.." you moaned, rocking your hips against his palm "come for me darling...let me taste you.." he breathed against your neck.
You felt the tightening in your stomach, every nerve in your body firing at once "that's it..let go darling." He moaned, his palm rubbing faster against your clit. "Oh god....Loki..." you moaned, feeling your orgasms wash over you digging your nails into his shoulders hearing him groan. He pulled back looking up at you, his pupils blown wide you could barely see the green in them, his lips stained red from your blood "y..you are intoxicating." He panted. Your hands dove onto his hair, your mouth engulfing his tasting yourself on his tongue making you moan. "Fuck me Loki..please..I need it...I need you.." you breathed against his lips. He flipped you over, pressing your back into the cushions as he hovered over you. "You are sure?" He asked looking onto your eyes "yes Loki..I'm sure." You said reaching up unbuckleing his belt.
He grabbed the hem of your skirt, pulling it and your panties down your legs tossing them aside as you reached up gripping his shirt ripped it open, hearing buttons fly across the room. "S..sorry..i.." you started, feeling his finger against your lips "do not worry, it's only a shirt." He smiled pulling you up he pulled your shirt over your head, tossing it away with the rest. "No bra...you are naughty aren't you?" He smirked pressing you back down. You watched him slide his shirt down his arms, his muscles flexing under the soft skin. You reached up running a hand down his abs, feeling every muscle flex under your fingers. He unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down when he slowly spread your knees apart, crawling up your body pressing his cock against your entrance. "W..will it hurt" you asked, looking down gasping at his size "look at me darling." He said lifting your chin "I will go slow, tell me if you need to stop" He said cupping your cheek "o..ok." you said wrapping your arms around his back.
You felt him slowly press into you, digging your nails into his back as he stretched you. "Ok darling?" He asked looking down at you "yes..I'm ok." You said lifting your leg onto the back of the couch "almost...there darling, your taking me so well" He panted, pushing further into you. With one hard thrust he bottomed out making you both moan. "How are you feeling?" He asked watching you "im ok..just..move please." You panted wiggling your hips. He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours as he slowly pulled out almost to the tip before pressing back in. "Fuck..your..so tight." He groaned rocking his hips into you "aaahh l..loki.." you moaned, dragging your nails down his back, the pain giving way to pleasure as he thrust into you.
"Are you ready?" He asked snapping his hips hard, hitting the soft spot inside you making you cry out. "Y..yes! I'm ready Loki." You panted, watching him bring his wrist to his mouth, his fangs piercing his skin "and you are certain this is what you want? Once you drink from me you are mine..forever, we will be bonded until one of us meets our end." He said. You looked into his eyes, a warm feeling washed over you..was this love? You cupped his cheek "yes Loki. I am certain." You said seeing him smile. He brought his wrist to your lips, not taking his eyes off of you "all you need do is drink from me, and I am yours." He said. You grabbed his wrist, turning your head you brought it to your lips, sucking gently tasting the warm copper taste on your tongue igniting your senses.
"L..look at me." Loki moaned, snapping his hips hard into making you moan. Your eyes met his as you sucked and lapped at his wrist "y..yes..like that..mm harder.." he groaned griping the arm of the couch with his free hand. "Ahh god...y/n...." he moaned slamming into you hard, your teeth digging into his flesh. "I..I need you to come y/n...i need to feel you.." he groaned. You felt him twitch inside you as you clenched around him. You looked up, seeing his eyes closed, his lips parted hearing him moan, the sight alone tipping you over the edge, your orgasm slammed into you biting down on his wrist. "Fuck...y/n..." he moaned loudly, thrusting in hard, holding himself inside you as he came hard, painting your walls with his release.
"Y/n..." he breathed, leaning down trying to pull his wrist from your lips hearing you groan. "That's enough darling, let go." He said pulling free as you tried to grab at his arm "ah ah, you need to sleep." He said cupping your cheek. "But..I don't feel any different." You said trying to pull his wrist to you again "you will, after you wake. Now sleep darling." He said slowly pulling out of you hearing you whine. He grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch, draping it over you tucking you in. "Loki.." you whispered grabbing his hand "shh. I will be right here when you wake up." He said pushing your hair back. You smiled up at him, feeling your eyelids become heavy as Loki stroked your hair. "That's it darling, sleep." He purred. Stepping back looking down at you he couldn't help smile. You had warmed a part of his heart he thought died long ago.
He grabbed his pants, sliding them on he bent down picking up his shirt, laughing at the way you ripped his buttons off. He slid it on, walking to the bookshelf he grabbed the one he'd been reading before settling back in his green chair by the fire. He wasn't sure how long it would take, but he would make sure he was right there when you woke up.
Loki sat reading when he heard a whimper escape you. He sat his book down, kneeling in front of you seeing you begin to twitch. "It's alright darling, I'm right here." He whispered in your ear hearing you sigh. Holding your hand he felt your heart race in your palm, he looked up seeing the color slowly drain from your face, being replaced by the pale hue his was. He felt you twitch again, your pulse stopping and your skin growing cold as you breathed out. He watched you intently...waiting. a few seconds past and he was becoming nervous when you took a deep breath in, your pulse resuming at a normal rate.
He let out the breathe he was holding as you snuggled further into the blanket. "Sleep well darling." He said kissing your head. He got up, walking to his chair when he heard a knock at the door. He looked at the time seeing it was a few hours still until dawn "who.." he thought waking to the door he looked through the peep hole "no.." he breathed, stepping back staring at the door hearing another knock. He grabbed the knob, steeling his nerves as he opened the door, his eyes meeting warm blue ones. "James.." he sighed, a smile spreading across his face "Loki.." he said. They stood there looking around eachother, words escaping them when James remembered why he was there.
"I need to talk to you, its important." He said as Loki stepped aside "certainly, come in." He said motioning inside. James walked into the foyer looking around, memories playing through his mind when Loki cleared his throat "w..what did you need to discuss?" He asked looking down "Loki, there was.." he started when he heard you from the living room "loki..." you called out making him stiffen. "Oh..i..I'm sorry I didn't.." James started when Loki held his hand up "there is no need to apologize...I'll be right there darling." He called out to you "you were saying. James stared at him, trying to reign I'm his emotions "had he called you darling?" When Loki said his name "what...sorry you were saying?" James asked fidgeting with his hands "you said you needed to talk to me." Loki said stepping closer to him.
"Oh, yes. There was a man tonight.." he trailed off seeing you walk out, the blanket the only thing covering you. He took in your pale skin, the holes in your neck, the blood on your lips "y..you...you turned her?" James asked looking at Loki. His eyes shot to James, trying to find some way to explain "y..yes...I did, but.." loki started when James headed to the door "i..I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry." He said opening the door. "James wait please...do not go." Loki asked coming up behind him. "I only want you to be happy Loki, and it seems now you are, I won't bother you again." He said opening the door "James! Wait..." loki tried but James was already out the door.
Loki sighed leaning on the door "what was that about?" You asked walking up to him. "Nothing darling, I'm exhausted, let's head to bed hmm?" He asked grabbing your hand seeing you smile. He guided you upstairs to the bedroom, making sure the curtains were closed as he led you to the bed "if you wake before me, do not go outside or go near the windows understood?" He asked seeing you nod "I won't." You said climbing in bed. Loki laid down, pulling you to him as you nuzzled your nose into his neck. "Sleep well darling." He said kissing your head "night Loki." You said kissing his neck. He laid there staring at the ceiling, remembering the panicked look in James's face. He decided tomorrow night he was going to take you out to feed and find him....
