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I posted 421 times in 2022

That's 129 more posts than 2021!

318 posts created (76%)

103 posts reblogged (24%)

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#loki smut - 71 posts

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Gold Masterlist- IN PROGRESS

By the time you had realized that the life of a sugar baby wasn't everything you thought it would be, it was already too late. You fallen in love with him. When you finally walk away from him and the life he has provided you, fate continues to bring the two of you back to each other. After moving on and starting a new relationship with your boss turned boyfriend, Sebastian, your loyalties will be tested as the man that broke your heart becomes your latest client.

Will Tom see what he had in front of him all along before it's gone for good? Will a normal life provide you with much more than he ever could?

(Sugar Daddy/ CEO Tom Hiddleston x Female Reader and Art Gallery Owner Sebastian Stan x Female Reader)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

198 notes - Posted January 15, 2022

Party of Two- A Tom Hiddleston x Female Reader One Shot

This one shot was inspired by a request from @youlightmeupfinn who wanted a Tom one shot to "Ride" by Chase Rice. I had just planned on writing a short Romantic Tom story with some sensual spice to it, but it turned into an entire plot at nearly 4.9k words!!!!

Warnings: mostly fluff with some smut thrown in at the end, mentions of cheating and alcohol.

“Well, consider this your eviction notice then, you lying piece of shit! I don’t care where you go, as long as you aren’t there when I get home!”

After working so closely with you over the last few months, Tom would recognize that voice anywhere. He had originally stepped outside to grab some air, but now that he heard how upset you were, there was no way he was going back in until he knew you were okay.

Upon hearing footsteps approaching, you quieted your soft sobs and quickly tried to compose yourself. Turning around to face the secret visitor, your fake smile slowly faded when you locked eyes with those baby blues that you had found yourself drowning in each day at work. The concern on his features told you that you didn’t have to hide your emotions right now and you turned to face the view once again.

“I assume you heard all of that?”

Wrapping his arm around your shoulder and leaning down to place a kiss on the top of your head, Tom did his best to console you without making you uncomfortable in anyway. Playing lovers on screen was one thing. Overstepping boundaries off the studio lot was another.

“I’m afraid so. It appears I chose the wrong time to take a break from the wrap party… Do you want to talk about it, darling?”

You found yourself leaning into his side without even thinking about it. Over the course of filming, the two of you had grown into close friends and it was second nature to be close with him. The romantic scenes between your characters felt natural with someone as warm and open as Tom, so he had quickly become the person you would turn to when you and your long term boyfriend would run into problems.

“Well, there isn’t much to say on the matter. I went home after the meeting this morning to get ready for tonight and found him under his personal trainer. I guess I should have seen it coming though. Nobody goes to the gym that much and doesn’t see results from it. Apparently, my bed allowed her a more hands on approach to her workout regimen.”

“Is now the time that I tell you I never liked the guy?”

Tom couldn’t help but smile as you looked at him with a smirk on your face. Even though the California night was warm, the breeze on the balcony wasn’t and he saw you shiver slightly. His suit jacket was being pulled off and wrapped around you before he gave it a second thought.

As you became enveloped in the smell of his cologne, your heart ached that you wouldn’t get many more chances to enjoy the citrus musk that was so uniquely Tom. The two of you had a few more items to handle next week and then the entire project would be wrapped up until the press tour early next year for the movie release. The two of you stood in the silence together for a while longer before you sighed.

“He’s the one that cheated, yet I’m the one that has to find somewhere else to sleep tonight. Looks like I’m getting a hotel room until he packs his stuff and gets out. I refuse to look at his face one more second.”

“… or you could just stay with me instead.”

He wasn’t sure who was more surprised by his response in that moment. After studying his face for any sign of a joke, he watched you lightly shake your head and go back to watching the lights of the city in the valley below.

“I can’t put you out like that, Tom.”

The feel of his fingers slipping beneath your chin caused you to look back into his eyes once more as he brought your attention back to him.

“Sweetheart, I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t mean it. I wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing you are in some hotel room after the day you’ve had. I get the feeling that you don’t exactly want to be alone right now either.”

“You’re probably right. A night with a friend sounds much better than crying alone with room service dessert and a sappy movie.”

His hand shifted to cup your cheek as he smiled down at you.

“That’s the spirit. Besides, why settle for room service when my place has the wine you love and some of those gourmet chocolates from that bakery next to the studio.”

The way your face lit up made the flutters in his stomach intensify. When you were around, the butterflies he felt made everything around him fade away.

“Now you’re speaking my language, Hiddleston. What do you say we rejoin the party for one more drink? I’m sure they are starting to wonder where we disappeared to by now.”

One more drink turned into a few more before Tom called for the car to take the two of you back to the house he had been leasing during shooting. Even though it was late, he still opened the bottle of wine that he had promised you. In this moment he was glad he had thought to have a spare bottle of your favorite vintage on hand in case he had the chance to throw one more dinner party before heading back to London. They had become a common occurrence during this project, but he mainly did it just to have an excuse to see you outside of work. The sight of you stepping back into the room wearing a set of his lounge clothes caused him to spill the glass he was pouring, and he quickly turned to clean the mess with a hand towel.

“Thank goodness for uncomfortable formal gowns…”

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”

Tom turned around and put on his best smile and slid a glass towards you on the other side of the kitchen island.

“I said the sweets are in the fridge.”

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204 notes - Posted May 31, 2022

Liquid Courage (Loki x Female Reader One Shot)

This one shot was inspired by a post from @mochie85 and a song she loves. After listening to "Half Crazy" by Juslisen, I knew I had to write this story!!!

4.6k words

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of a drunken hookup, excessive drinking, jealousy, and unrequited love

Contains angst, slight fluff, and mentions of sex.

“Whoa, slow down killer.”

With a dramatic roll of your eyes, you downed the third shot of the night without a second thought. All you wanted to do was forget for just one night. As if she knew exactly what was going through your mind, Natasha put herself between you and the broody god at the opposite end of the bar.

“Does this have anything to do with a certain cranky Asgardian prince? We’ve all noticed that the besties haven’t been on the best of terms lately. What are you two fighting about now?”

After chasing the shot with a large swig of your mixed drink, you winced slightly as the burn made its way through your chest. It still didn’t do much to sooth the ache that you felt inside. With a sigh, you finally voiced the one thing that hadn’t left your thoughts in weeks.

“I wish it was just a simple fight. This is so much worse.”

Watching her brows furrow with concern, you took a deep breath and forced the words out.

“He and I… we uh… we hooked up, Nat…”

The words were enough to make the trained spy sputter on her drink. Not much shocked her anymore, but that revelation was certainly enough to catch her off guard.

“The music in here is a little loud tonight. I’m going to need you to repeat that again.”

Pouring yourself another shot from the bottle you swiped from behind the bar, you refused to meet her eyes, knowing the sight of him was right over her shoulder. The way he was burning a hole right through you with his intense stare made you wonder if he had heard your confession.

“We both know you heard me, Romanoff. I won’t say it again.”

“Alright… wow… so you slept with your best friend who you have been madly in love with for ages. I take it things didn’t go well? Was the sex horrible or what?”

You didn’t say a word causing her to study you and approach it at another angle.

“Spill it babe. I need some details here.”

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know? How can you not know if the sex was good or not?”

Finally meeting her eyes, you bit your lip and darted your eyes over her shoulder to the man in question who was staring at the glass in front of him.

“I don’t know because I don’t remember, alright! It’s just flashes in my mind. We were hanging out in the common room passing a bottle of tequila back and forth and at some point the conversation shifted to not so family friendly topics. I told him about my dry spell, explained what exactly a dry spell was, and then I briefly recall him saying something to the extent of offering to end said dry spell. After that it’s kind of fuzzy. Heavy petting and making out in the floor in front of the couch turned into something more and then I don’t remember anything else until the next morning.”

Natasha took the bottle from you and poured her own shot.

“Based on the way things have been since then, it wasn’t a pleasant morning after?”

The memory of the next day caused your vision to blur and you quickly looked down to compose yourself.

“Something like that… As if it wasn’t awkward enough, he called it a mistake. I’ve wondered for years what it would be like to wake up beside him and Lohk immediately regrets it…”

Feeling his gaze on you once again, you turned to face the mirror behind the bar and wiped away the few tears that had fallen. You locked eyes with her in the reflection as she rubbed you back to comfort you with tears of her own.

“I’m so sorry, sweetie.”

Throwing on a fake smile, you tried to lighten the mood.

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243 notes - Posted August 27, 2022

Gold (Tom Hiddleston x Female Reader ) Chapter 1 MATURE, 18+

Click here to read the other stories in the Hiddleston Color Series

By the time you had realized that the life of a sugar baby wasn't everything you thought it would be, it was already too late. You fallen in love with him. When you finally walk away from him and the life he has provided you, fate continues to bring the two of you back to each other. Will Tom see what he had in front of him all along before it's gone for good? Will a normal life provide you with much more than he ever could?

Chapter 1

Flipping through the channels one more time, you finally stopped on a movie you had seen twenty times and curled up under the blanket on the huge, oversized couch. It was nights like this that the house felt massive. Honestly, there were a few rooms you hadn’t entered in months. Why he felt like you needed three guest rooms was beyond you. The office at least came in handy during the semesters when you would work on your assignments for school.

In the beginning, the space had been his. It was a place he would escape to on the extended visits when he needed to get work done. Eventually he spent less time in the office of your home and also with you. When you started your graduate studies, you did a deep clean on the layer of dust that had built from neglect in his absence. After redecorating it to sort your tastes, the space was officially yours. At least as much as it could be yours. It was still his home even if he was hardly in it.

Your eyes had just begun to drift close when you heard the distinct sound of his Jaguar pulling into the driveway. Not sure if you had imagined it, you muted the television and held your breath as you waited. When you heard the car door close, you frantically threw the blanket off of you and grabbed your cell.

No missed calls or texts.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”

Making a mad dash for the master bedroom, you knew you didn’t have time to shave your legs or select an outfit for him. It was going to be a bare minimum kind of night. Somehow you were able to wash your hair and your body at the same time. When you were still eager to please him, you made it a point to keep yourself perfectly groomed. The longer time went on, it was as if you both stopped trying.

Your hand reached out for the towel you had placed on the rack outside the enormous glass cage that was supposed to be a shower. Quickly drying off, you hustled out of the steamy bathroom and back into your bedroom to find the stupid black lace nightie that you knew was his favorite to try to make up for the fact that you hadn’t been at the door to greet him. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, you didn’t see his figure seated in the chair in the dark corner.

“Don’t bother, baby girl.”

The sound of your yelp caused a slight smirk on his lips as he took another swig from the whiskey glass in his hand. Once you caught your breath, you turned to address him.

“I wasn’t expecting you tonight. You usually at least shoot me a text to let me know you’re on your way.”

“I was in the neighborhood.”

It was impossible to miss the fact that it was an outright lie. The tuxedo he was wearing gave himself away. The way he slurred his words slightly also told you that he had been drinking, even before the whiskey he was currently nursing from the wet bar in the living room. You let out a frustrated sigh as you shoved the various intimates into the drawer of your dresser.

“You used to lie better than that, Thomas.”

“I beg your pardon?”

The gasp was unintentional as you quickly realized the words had been said aloud. Before you could turn around to fix your mistake, he was already finishing off his drink and setting the glass on the floor beside the chair as he stood to make his way over to you.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-“

The words were cut off as his hand came up to your throat and walked you backwards against the wall. It wasn’t enough to hinder your breathing, only to reassert his dominance over you. With his lips hovering over yours, you could already taste the alcohol on his breath.

“First you aren’t at the door to greet me, princess. Now, you seem to have forgotten how to address me. Because I’m feeling generous tonight, I will give you one more chance. What’s my name, little one?”

The word had become tarnished over the years together and left a bitter taste on your lips.

“Daddy.”

“That’s right. Now why don’t you lose the attitude and show me just how much you’ve missed me, darling.”

With his hand still holding your throat below your jaw, he reached up and pulled the towel away from your body.

“So, gorgeous.”

His lips finally crashed against yours, causing a whimper to escape at the relief of finally having his touch again for the first time in weeks. Within seconds you gave into him and let him have you once more. Your breath came in short pants as he began to trail his lips down your naked body until he had fallen to his knees before you. You looked down into his eyes as you smiled at him. The look on his face was dark and serious as he grabbed your leg and hooked it over his shoulder. The expression was one you had seen from that very first tonight together.

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267 notes - Posted January 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The Science of Sex ( Loki x Female Reader One Shot)

After seeing a TikTok tonight, I knew I just had to write about it! What would happen if you gave Mischief a pudding cup to eat without a spoon? A mesmerizing show, that's what! Enjoy! ;)

warnings: Absolute disrespect for an innocent dessert... Other than that, nothing too vulgar...

Wanda walked into the kitchen to see you sitting on the counter with Natasha leaning beside you. She immediately noticed how you both seemed to be patiently waiting for some reason.

"What are you two up to now?"

Glancing at each other with a mirrored smirk, you spoke up and answered for the both of you.

"We set up an experiment. I read in this month's issue of Cosmo that you can tell a lot about a man's... skills by watching them eat."

"Ooookay.... so what's the experiment then?"

Natasha took this one.

"We made sure all the guys saw us bring pudding cups back from the store today then hid all of the spoons."

Wanda's face flashed with confusion until the light bulb went off. The fact that her cheeks now held the same hue as her hair made you giggle. You watched as she swallowed hard before speaking again with a slight quiver to her voice now.

"Oh... So... any results yet?"

"Yuuuuup! Wilson and Barnes found them first. Barnes started out nicely but eventually lost his patience and searched the kitchen until he found where we hid the silverware. He handed a spoon off to Wilson before we could collect much data. Parker came in next but it felt wrong so we gave the kid a spoon right away. He's like my baby brother."

Natasha elbowed you in the side, causing you to immediately halt the conversation.

"Incoming ladies..."

All three of you went silent as Thor and Loki appeared.

"Brother, I swear to you, these little treats are delightful. I first discovered them while visiting Midgard when I first met Lady Jane."

The princes seemed to ignore your presence as they made their way across the room. Thor pulled two pudding cups from the fridge and handed one to Loki before opening the utensil drawer to find it empty.

"All in the dishwasher. Sorry boys."

Thor seemed to think about it for a moment before shrugging his shoulders and peeling the top off the cup. Without wasting much time, he squeezed the cup until the plastic bent under his tight grasp and proceeded to quickly eat the pudding until most of it was gone before carelessly tossing it over his shoulder into the trash.

As you all stared at him with a disappointed expression, you caught Loki watching and immediately pretended to be looking at something else.

No longer interested in watching Thor devour his second cup, your eyes drift over to Loki who delicately opened the treat in his hand and got to work. Over the next little while, the three of you watched as the God used his apparently very dexterous tongue to savor the treat while sitting in the window sill silently reading the book in his lap. Switching between kitten licks and wide curls and swipes of the muscle, it felt impossible to look away from the sight in front of you.

When he was nearly done, he used his pointer and middle finger to retrieve the rest from the very bottom of the cup, swirling them around slowly to gather every last drop. As he brought the long digits to his mouth, his eyes flicked up to you, catching you off guard. With your eyes locked onto his, the two fingers slipped between his lips before emerging seconds later cleaned of all trace of the delicious snack. You had completely forgotten you weren't alone in the room until Natasha whispered beside you.

"Close your mouth sweetie... you're drooling."

Hearing him returning to the kitchen, the three of you pretended to be looking at something on Wanda's phone when Loki crossed the room to dispose of the now immaculately clean container. Finding your gaze drifting back to him, you looked up in time to see him wink at you as he passed by, causing your mouth to suddenly go dry. As he left the room, you let out the breath you were holding and shared a look with the other ladies.

Just as Natasha and Wanda turned away to resume looking at the device in Wanda's hand, you felt someone standing behind you. Before you even had the chance to move, his breath is against your ear.

"If you desired to know what I am capable of, Kitten, you merely had to ask instead of consulting that magazine of yours."

Falling victim to the sultry whisper currently sending a shiver down your spine, you helplessly watched as the other two women in the room carried on their conversation a few feet away. The feeling of his hand gripping your hip is now met with him being pressed against your backside to move even closer to your ear.

"I must say I was intrigued after finding it discarded on the sofa last night, left open to the list of sexual positions to insure the most intense orgasms. Should you feel the need to try any of them or find yourself needing a demonstration of my skills first hand, I'll be in my room..."

Your knees nearly buckled when he traced the tip of his tongue along the side of your neck before catching your earlobe between his teeth. The sound of his deep chuckle fading was the only indication you had that he had left the room once again.

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638 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

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Liquid Courage (Loki x Female Reader One Shot)

This one shot was inspired by a post from @mochie85 and a song she loves. After listening to "Half Crazy" by Juslisen, I knew I had to write this story!!!

4.6k words

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of a drunken hookup, excessive drinking, jealousy, and unrequited love

Contains angst, slight fluff, and mentions of sex.

“Whoa, slow down killer.”

“Does this have anything to do with a certain cranky Asgardian prince? We’ve all noticed that the besties haven’t been on the best of terms lately. What are you two fighting about now?”

“I wish it was just a simple fight. This is so much worse.”

Watching her brows furrow with concern, you took a deep breath and forced the words out.

“He and I… we uh… we hooked up, Nat…”

The words were enough to make the trained spy sputter on her drink. Not much shocked her anymore, but that revelation was certainly enough to catch her off guard.

“The music in here is a little loud tonight. I’m going to need you to repeat that again.”

“We both know you heard me, Romanoff. I won’t say it again.”

“Alright… wow… so you slept with your best friend who you have been madly in love with for ages. I take it things didn’t go well? Was the sex horrible or what?”

You didn’t say a word causing her to study you and approach it at another angle.

“Spill it babe. I need some details here.”

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know? How can you not know if the sex was good or not?”

Finally meeting her eyes, you bit your lip and darted your eyes over her shoulder to the man in question who was staring at the glass in front of him.

Natasha took the bottle from you and poured her own shot.

“Based on the way things have been since then, it wasn’t a pleasant morning after?”

The memory of the next day caused your vision to blur and you quickly looked down to compose yourself.

“Something like that… As if it wasn’t awkward enough, he called it a mistake. I’ve wondered for years what it would be like to wake up beside him and Lohk immediately regrets it…”

“I’m so sorry, sweetie.”

Throwing on a fake smile, you tried to lighten the mood.

“I mean, I shouldn’t have been surprised. I see the parade of woman that come and go from his room all the time and the walks of shame to the elevator the morning after. I just never thought I would be one of them, you know? That’s what I get for crossing that line. He and I have barely spoken two words to each other since then. Part of me wishes I could go back and stop it from happening. At least then I would still have my best friend… It’s kind of poetic in a way though. My one chance of knowing what it’s like to be the one he desires, and I was too drunk to remember any of it. It’s like all of the heartache without any of the fun first.”

Downing one more shot first, Natasha grabbed your hand and began to drag you towards the dance floor.

“You and I are going to move to the music until you forget all about him, babe. If you end up finding someone new, even better!”

Loki knew coming to Stark’s party tonight was a bad choice. It was the longest he had been in the same room with you since that fateful morning. The look on your face haunted him. It didn’t matter what he was doing, day or night. The sight of your heart breaking right in front of him had changed something inside of him. The sexy and confident woman he had always admired was gone in an instant and he was now staring at someone who could only be described as insecure and dangerously vulnerable. The darkness inside of him had taken that from him too. More than anything though… he missed his best friend. In the days since, he had wished with all of his might that he could take it back. He had seen lovers make a quick escape, but the way you rushed from his bed was some sort of record. He hadn’t even had a chance to wrap the sheet around his waist and follow after you before you were throwing on your clothes and making a mad dash for the door. In his heart, he knew the sound of a sob broke free just before you slammed the door closed behind you.

The feel of someone approaching him on his right caused him to snap out of his thoughts. He looked up to find a mischievous smirk on her face before she swiped his glass from him and downed the amber liquid in a single swallow.

“Romanoff. You owe me a drink.”

“Please. You’ve been nursing the same one for a long while now. We both know I did you a favor and I’m about to do you another one.”

Taking a seat beside him, she leaned against the bar and narrowed her eyes as she studied him. Mirroring her position, he returned the expression in a challenge.

“Is that so? Do tell.”

Loki wasn’t in the mood to deal with her games tonight. In this moment, he made the decision to hear her out and then make his leave. There wasn’t a single Midgardian liquor that could numb his pain right now and the flask of Asgardian mead stashed away in his chambers was calling to him.

“I am… It’s come to my attention that you and a certain someone recently indulged in a little bedsheet tango together.”

While he didn’t quite understand her reference, it was enough to hint at the true topic and he didn’t want any part of it.

“I do believe that isn’t any of your business, Agent.”

She grabbed the bottle from behind the bar and refilled his glass.

“Oh, it’s not. I just wanted to let you know that she appears to be moving on just fine, so I suggest that you do the same.”

With the glass delicately grasped between her fingers, she used it to point over his shoulder towards something behind him. Rolling his eyes in disinterest first, he humored her and turned in his seat to acknowledge whatever she was smirking at just out of his line of sight. The scene before him caused his fists to clench as a surge of rage flooded his system.

Over the music, he could just make out the sound of your laughter now that he was focused on it. On the edge of the dance floor before him, a faceless piece of trash had you wrapped up in his arms as the two of you were very suggestively grinding against each other to the beat of the song. When the stranger’s hands slid down to settle on your hips in the skin tight dress you had worn tonight, that was several inches shorter than he was comfortable with, he braced himself against the edge of the bar as his hands started to shake. Loki’s breaking point came when your arms came up to weave through the man’s hair at the base of his neck while he leaned down and left a trail of kisses along your neck, causing your laugh to turn into a seductive giggle. The memory of you doing the same thing to him during your night together fueled the fire inside of him.

With one smooth motion, the angry god was on his feet and swiping the glass back from the red head beside him. Her smirk turned into a full blown grin as he threw back the drink and slammed the now empty glass down on the surface with enough force to break it.

“If you’ll excuse me…”

Natasha waited until he was just out of ear shot before she let her laughter slip out.

“You and your jealous streak, Laufeyson… So very predictable!”

Just when you were about to turn to face your sexy stranger, his body quickly pulled away from yours. The suddenness of it caused you to fall backwards until it landed against a firm surface, preventing you from being laid out on your butt.

“Time to go, Pet…”

That sultry voice would always do sinful things to you. It took you a second to register that it was located just beside your ear, and you swung around to find yourself face to face with Loki himself. Your eyes darted to the shocked and slightly scared guy on the ground beside him and it was now your anger that was fueled.

“What are you doing?!”

Gripping your arm with enough force to hold your attention but not harm you, he leaned in just inches from your face and spoke through a clenched jaw.

“I said. Time. To. Go.”

There was no chance for you to argue back before you were being directed off the dance floor and through the open balcony doors on the side of the crowded room. Letting you go once the two of you were outside, Loki turned to close the doors behind him to give the two of you a sliver of privacy and drown out the deafening noise coming through the speakers.

“Who the hell do you think you are, Loki!?”

He turned around just in time to get pushed up against the doors, being caught by surprise as your hands shoved him with as much strength as you could gather. It was still barely enough to knock him off balance and you both knew that.

“You had no right doing that! You forfeited that right the morning you kicked me out of your bed and treated me like just another of your one-night stands!”

“I didn’t kick you out of my bed, darling, and we both know you are most certainly not like the others that have had the pleasure of spending a night with me!”

He watched as you threw your hands up in the air and let out a deep growl before beginning to frantically pace the small space of the balcony floating above the New York City skyline.

“Damn it, Loki! You just think so highly of yourself don’t you!? Of course I was just another notch on your bed post! Stop pretending like it meant anything to you at all!”

Choosing to ignore the comment he knew was just to hurt him, he lowered his voice and slowly approached you.

“I want the truth, Y/N. What you said that night… Did you mean it?”

The question caught you off guard and interrupted your slightly drunken tantrum.

“Did I mean what, Loki?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. Stop pretending you don’t remember. Ignorance is not an attractive quality.”

Loki patiently waited for your answer, crossing his arms when he was met with silence. Seeing no way out from it any longer, you let out a frustrated sigh and pinched the bridge of your nose to reign in your fury. The sound of your voice was smaller than you liked.

“I’m not pretending, Loki, and I’m not trying to be ignorant… I truly don’t remember.”

When you glanced up at him, his features had shifted to one of confusion, obviously not understanding.

“Apparently I was drunker than I thought and my memories of that night have a lot of missing pieces, okay?”

He stared into your eyes from his post against the side of the building as he searched for any sign of deception from you. When he realized you truly didn’t know what he was asking, you swore you saw a flash of hurt before he turned his gaze to the ground in front of him.

“I see… May I ask what you do remember about our evening together?”

Knowing this wasn’t going to be an easy or short conversation, you sat down on the bench behind you and wrapped your arms around your middle and noticed for the first time just how chilly the night air was. Without a second thought, Loki pushed off the wall and slid his suit jacket off his shoulders as he approached you. The feel of him wrapping the warm fabric around you caused you to look up and meet his eyes once more before he sat down beside you. As a breeze carried the scent of him from the garment and enveloped you in the familiarity of it, you were reminded of the comfort he had provided you until the recent change between the two of you. It was enough to give you the courage to make your confession.

“Gods, Lohk. This is so embarrassing…”

His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his side, as he leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of your head.

“It’s just me, sweetheart…”

Loki heard you sigh before leaning in closer to him and allowing him to hold you.

“I remember how the night started and the abundance of alcohol being poured until we switched to drinking straight from the bottle. I remember when the topic changed and my brazen comment about how long it had been since I had seen any action. I also remember your offer of a solution to my problem. One of the last things I remember clearly was when you kissed me… After that, it’s just flashes of me ending up in your lap as things got more heated and I’m vaguely aware of clothes being shed. I don’t recall when we moved from the couch to your bed and I certainly don’t remember anything I would have said that you want me to clarify… The next thing I knew, I was waking up in your room instead of mine. You refused to look me in the eye after I woke up naked in your arms. Then when you called me a mistake, I just panicked. I’ve never been more mortified in my entire life than that very moment… If I could take it all back, Loki, I would. That night ruined everything between us and I’m sorry it happened.”

The distant sound of the traffic below and the rumble of the bass from the party still going inside was the only thing that filled the silence, until his whisper came what felt like an eternity later.

“I’m not…”

Your mind raced as you tried to understand his meaning. The feel of his hand in yours came just before he continued his thought.

“I’m not sorry it happened. Not even a little bit.”

When you still didn’t look up at him, his other hand came up to your cheek to turn your face towards him. Loki’s eyes searched yours for a brief moment before they closed. Out of nowhere, you were flooded with images and scenes from that night. All of the memories and moments that had been stolen from you due to your overindulgence were now clear and whole again.

You watched from both his perspective and yours as the two of you moved from the couch to the floor. Without breaking the kiss, the barriers were removed between you until your bodies were surrounded by a circle of clothing. After what must have been the first round, Loki transported the two of you to his room in a flash of green where he took you for a second time against the wall beside him. It wasn’t until you reached yet another high that he tightened his grip and carried you over to his bed. For the final time of the night, he explored and roamed across your form until you were a panting mess beneath him. Just before the two of you found your release together, you heard a series of words slip out in between your moans.

“I love you, Loki. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

With a gasp, you pulled out of his thoughts and found yourself back on the balcony. The smile on his face was forced and the pain in his eyes had returned. When Loki’s hand slipped from your cheek to rest in your lap, you broke the intense stare and turned away from him to gather your thoughts. As if he knew exactly what you were thinking, he spoke up.

“It wasn’t until you were falling asleep in my arms that I processed what you had let slip in the heat of the moment… I ask you again, Y/N… Did you mean what you said?”

The tear sliding down your cheek felt like ice as it burned its way across your skin. In an attempt to keep your dignity and composure, you quickly wiped it away and dismissed his question entirely.

“It doesn’t matter. My answer won’t change things, Lohk. You already said so yourself when you woke up beside me the next morning. I was a mistake.”

As soon as you felt his hands return to your cheeks and turn you towards him, your eyes closed to prevent yourself from seeing the expression on his face. The last thing you wanted to see was the awkward distance you saw that morning or even worse… pity.

“Darling, please look at me. Don’t hide. Not from me.”

Taking an unsteady breath first, you slowly opened your eyes to find a soft, yet serious expression in front of you. His gaze flicked down to your lips between returning to your stare again.

“First off, you were never a mistake. My words were ‘My actions last night were a mistake.’ While I admit that my choice of words were not ideal, had I been able to finish my thought, I would have discussed the declaration you had made and how had I known of your feelings on the matter, a drunken escapade in the living room floor was not the experience I would have allowed you to have. In the spirit of complete honesty, I had gone into my decision to bed you fully expecting a pleasurable night between two friends in order to fulfill your needs. I had no suspicions that you harbored such deep feelings towards me, or I would not have allowed that night to take place.

That being said, while I didn’t feel the same way, or at least wasn’t aware of it at the time, things changed for me that night. While you slept peacefully on my chest, I found it impossible to fall asleep and continued to replay your words over in my mind as I saw all of our interactions in an entirely different light. I can’t begin to tell you how guilty I felt about the night we had spent together. Not because it happened, but because of what I thought it must have meant to you. I had treated you like the others that had passed through my bed that I never gave a second thought.

I am ashamed to say that when you became upset and retreated that morning, I had forced myself to believe that it was better this way. We would find a way back to what we had before and pretend it didn’t happen, but when you instead cut me out of your life completely, I began to realize the error of my ways.”

Loki slipped from the bench and dropped down to his knees in front of you before looking up into your eyes and tightly gripped your hands in his.

“Darling, the last few weeks have been torture for me. I can’t think about anything but you. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I can’t focus on anything but you and everything I’ve lost. You are not only my best friend, but also my better half. I made myself believe that you deserved better than me and I tried to let you go, but I’m too selfish to let that happen. When I saw you dancing with that imbecile tonight and was forced to watch someone other than myself lay their hands on you in very inappropriate ways, I wanted to murder him in the most painful manner imaginable.”

You tried as hard as possible to hide the smirk that formed at his jealousy, but it was enough to help calm him back down again.

“My Love, even though you never actually answered my question, I need you to know that I whole heartedly mean what I am telling you. I love you, Y/N. I may have always loved you and just been too blind to see it until now. Either way, I realize it now. I need you in my life to survive. While I do wish our first time together had been different, I don’t regret that it happened because it made me see what was in front of me this entire time. My past has made it difficult for me to receive love and give it in return, but more than anything, I want to try. You make me want to be better and do better. Please let me fix this. I can’t go another day without you.”

The need to pinch yourself to check if you were dreaming was a strong urge, but at the same time, if you were asleep, you didn’t want to wake up right now. Loki’s eyes searched yours and silently pleaded for an answer. It almost appeared as if he was actually holding his breath as he waited for you to speak. Feeding off his own courage, you took a deep breath and tried to push through the emotions in order to respond.

“Yes, Loki. I meant it. I love you and I’ve loved you for a really long time. I suppose a drunken night was the only way I was going to tell you because in my heart, I never thought you would ever love me back. I had settled for the fact that I would only be in your life as your best friend and never anything more. In the beginning when I first realized I had fallen in love with you, it hurt to see so many people come and go, knowing behind that door they were getting something I would never experience. After a while though, I started to realize that while they were gifted with a side of you that I didn’t have, it was just a small part of you and I got the rest. I knew they were just flings to you and a means to an end. They didn’t get late night talks or lazy days in the library together. Those people were never given long walks through the park or rainy afternoons in a dimly lit bookstore looking for secret treasures. I was the one that got to see your eyes light up when you found a book you had been searching for or the way you only look completely relaxed and at peace around me and no one else. Even around the rest of the team, you put up a wall to part of yourself and for some unknown reason, I was the only person besides your mother that was blessed with a key to it… I am head over heels in love with you Loki Laufeyson and I can’t live my life without you either.”

The tears in his eyes now matched the one in yours. With one swift movement, Loki wrapped his hand around the back of your neck and pulled you into a heated kiss. When he finally pulled away to allow you both a breath, the smile on his face was the biggest you had ever seen. If it was possible, you wished to capture the moment in your memory forever as he stared back at you in complete awe and adoration. He lifted his hands to kiss your knuckles before standing and pulling you up from the bench. With one hand against your lower back to press you tighter against him, his other hand cupped your cheek as his thumb softly caressed the skin beneath it.

“You have no idea how happy you make me, darling. I love you so very much.”

“I love you too.”

Leaning up on your toes to better reach him, he leaned down to close the remaining distance to place a sweet kiss against your lips. When he pulled away, his gaze shifted from a loving one to something slightly darker as the thought formed in his head. The raise of your eyebrows in a question caused him to release a deep chuckle at the silent conversations that always took place between you.

“What do you say we get out of here and you let me redo the night we should have had together?”

“I’m listening… what exactly did you have in mind, Mischief?”

With his arms wrapped around you, he swayed the two of you back and forth as he appeared to ponder the thought. The way his voice was now deeper caused a chill to run through you.

“Instead of a bottle of tequila and the living room floor, how do you feel about a nice hot bath together, soft candle light, and so many slow building orgasms that you forget all names except mine?”

The way your eyes widened just as you swallowed hard made the deep chuckle return causing you feel the vibrations of it when his chest pressed against yours. With him now leaning down to press his lips directly against the shell of your ear, the feel of his breath caused the flush of your skin to deepen.

“Besides, the rest of the team is still inside the party behind us and won’t be home until the early morning hours. That should allow me the privacy needed to make it up to you properly and very thoroughly, my dear.”

Loki didn’t even wait for a response before the two of you disappeared in a flash of green. The echo of your giggle the only sign you had been there at all.

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