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can’t find the original post to this so forgive me but this is the move for tonight

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Random thoughts

so recently I’ve been busy with life, almost dying and shit. Butt the plus side is I dragged my boyfriend with me.

He really doesn’t care what I make him do with me as long as I’m happy. He’s literally so sweet. Anyhow I had me period unexpectedly….and you want to know what he did. He brought me chocolate and cuddles. Lindor specifically.

anywho thanks for listening to my ramble byeee

#life #dayinmylife #period cramps

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Just seen this on Facebook and I’m no longer okay

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i love this shit :D

Give us more hypnotize slave!stucky please. Those fics are so gooood😭

Of course 💅

DarkDom!Male Reader x SlaveSub!Stucky

Cw:(praise, degrading, spanking, collars, hints of ddlb themes, cute steve rogers and bucky barnes,)

I got home after a long day of HYDRA work and quietly entered my house. I grumbled as I shoved off my jacket and shoes, making my way upstairs. I opened our bedroom door and saw Bucky and Steve sleeping in our King-sized bed. My heart melted at their cute sleeping faces. I quietly went to the bathroom to shower. I got ready and finally got in. 

I let out a groan at the warm water hitting my aching muscles. I slowly scrubbed the dirt and grime from today off and relaxed at the showers for a bit longer. 

Once I was done, I walked out of the showers and went to our bedroom. I curled against Steve's back and gently stroked Bucky's hair. It was so soft. I smiled and lightly pecked the nape of Steve's neck. "Pretty boys~ Being all cuddled up for me~" I whispered, smirking when I felt them whine and squirm. 

"Daddy…?" Bucky mumbled and hid his face in Steve's chest. I cooed at them. "Aww, Baby~ Daddy's right here~" I whispered and wrapped my arms around them. "Did you eat today?" I asked quietly. 

Bucky rolled over Steve and got in between my legs. "I haven't eaten anything since noon…but I'm hungry for something else, Daddy~" Bucky mumbled and pulled my PJ pants and underwear down. I put my hand on his head and gripped his hair. He deep-throated my cock, wiggling his ass in the air. 

"S-Shit…" I breathed out and forced his head back up and back down. I groaned at the noises his throat would make while trying to take my cock. Steve whined next to me and flipped over, he was hiding his erection under the big froggy hoodie he was wearing (that he stole from u). 

"Daddy…It's hot~" Steve whimpered out and lifted his hoodie, revealing his pretty pink cock dripping with pre-cum. I threw my head back and shoved Bucky back down on my cock. My other hand wrapped around Steve's cock. I jerked it furiously and enjoyed the way his thighs shook and the way a cute blush went across his face. 

I let out a loud moan and came in Bucky's mouth. I blushed a bit as I watched Bucky's Adams apple bob while he swallowed my cum. I tilted his face up and looked at his fucked out expression. "Such a good boy~" I praised and saw his twitching cock in between his legs. "Please, Daddy~ Let me fuck Steve~ I wanna make him feel good this time…" Bucky said, fiddling with the sleeves of his soft black hoodie. "Of course, Baby Boy~ C'mere~" I cooed and pulled Steve on my lap. 

"Baby~ Do you want to have 2 cocks in you? Hm? Wanna get your brains fucked out on our cocks?" You mumbled in Steve's ear. His whole body began to shake with pleasure. "Yes please, Daddy!!" He begged. I smirked and layed down. I reached for the lube and made sure he and Bucky were properly lubed up. I let Steve sink down on my cock. 

"Oh Daddy!! So big!! I feel like I'm going to get ripped apart!!" Steve cried out. I let Steve lean down and rest his head on my shoulder, his hoodie flopping down onto his head. I helped Bucky into Steve's tight hole. "Damn~ You're tight~" I groaned. "I-It stings Daddy…" Steve whimpered. 

I stroked his back. "It's ok, Baby~ We can wait a bit~ I know it's your first time so we'll be gentle." I comforted him. We waited for a few minutes before Bucky started slowly moving, putting more lube on our cocks so we could move easier. Steve let out a mewl of pleasure and rocked against us. "Are you ready now, Baby?" I whispered. He nodded and clutched onto my shirt. "C'mon, Baby Boy~ Let's make him enjoy his first time being fucked~ " I gtowled and thrusted up into him. Bucky and Steve let out whimpers and high-pitched moans. "Daddy!! I'm gonna cum!! I-I can't hold it!!" Bucky begged. The jingle of their collars rang in my ears, making me smile. 

"Cum baby boy~ Paint his insides white~ Stuff him good~" I growled and gripped onto Steve's thighs. Bucky desperately humped Steve more. I snaked my hand under his tummy and jerked his cock off hard. His legs began twitching and he let out a long and loud keen. I bit his neck and slapped his ass. "Such a good fucking boy~ Being so obediant~" I growled. 

Steve arched his back and came on his and my tummy. I kissed my mark and slapped his ass again. "Come on, Baby~ I know you can cum more than that~" I smirked and went faster. Bucky cried out and came again. "L-Look at that~ You made a mess inside of my hoodie~ Dirty Boy~" I teased Steve. His whole body was shaking at this point. "S-SO GOOD!!" He cried out. I groaned and came in Steve, feeling my seed go deeper into his ass. 

I pulled out of Steve but let Bucky keep fucking him. I held his hips to keep him from collapsing on me. "Good boy~ Such an obedient cum slut~ We're going to get you pregnant~ Breed you with so many kids and those sweet milkers you've got~" I growled and pinched his nipples. He came again in his froggy hoodie. "Daddy…~" He slurred out, tears coming down his face and his eyes constantly rolling into the back of his head. 

"One more, Baby Boy~ Then we've got to let Steve rest." I told him. Bucky whimpered and went faster, aiming for that one spot in Steve that made him scream. I pulled Steve in a kiss and wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him down. Bucky bit Steve's hoodie and came inside 1 last time. He collapsed against Steve and twitched in pleasure. I flipped me and Steve over so that they were both lying down. 

"Such good boys~" I praised and went to get a rag to wipe them down. Steve curled against my right side and Bucky clung onto my left side. I cuddled them close and let them fall back asleep. 

Next up: sub!Peter parker x dom!Male reader

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this one just explains itself :)

Y/n: Your eyes really are blue, huh? Like really blue...

Bucky: Is that bad...?

Y/n: What? No! No, it's not bad! It's a good thing!

Bucky: Really?

Y/n: Really.

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i have no words XD

Fucking Steve outside

And

Fucking Bucky outside

Soft domming them both

Kinks: daddy kink, moaning kink, saying “I love you” during sex kink, name screaming kink, face sitting (they sit in reader) kink, fingering kink, riding kink

That’s it, pretty much the plots

Sub!Steve Rogers x Dom!Male Reader x Sub!Bucky Barnes

Cw:(daddy kink, moaning kink, saying “I love you” during sex kink, name screaming kink, face sitting kink, fingering kink, riding kink :)

Me and Steve were cuddling on the couch, quietly waiting for Bucky to get back. I was upright with Steve on my lap. I slowly rubbed his back as I listened to the soft beating on his heart. He was reading silently with his chin resting on my shoulder. He tried to focus but I eventually snapped him out of it by whispering praises in his ear. 

"You're so cute, y'know that? You and Bucky are the most adorable boys on this planet~ No matter how many times I hold you, touch you, taste you, fuck you, love you, I will never have enough of you~ You're just so fucking addicting~" I rumbled in his ear and kissed his neck softly. I smirked when he let out a soft moan. My hands dropped down to his hips and I slowly rocked up into him. "M-M/n please… I'm trying to f-focus…" He begged. "I saw that it's going to rain today~" I told him. Everytime it rains, we would have sex outside. It was something we tried once and couldn't stop after that. 

He shivered and slowly rocked his hips back and forth. As I predicted, a small drizzle started outside. I smirked and kissed his neck lightly. My hands gripped his ass as Steve pulled his head away and pulled me into a kiss. "Mmm…need it…!" Steve whined softly. I bit his lip and stuck my hand down his jeans. He whimpered and rutted into me. "Stirp for ke, Baby~" I growled. "Yes daddy~" He purred and got up. He pulled his shirt over his head and shimmied off his pants and underwear. "Daddy~" Steve begged and got on his knees, unbuckling my pants and pulling my cock out. I pet his hair and he licked my tip before sucking on it.

I eased him all the way down, moaning at his cute puppy gaze turning up to me. "Such a good boy for daddy~ You're being so good~" I praised. He whined and bobbed his head up and down at a comfortable pace. I threw my head back and moaned. "Yes baby~ Just like that~" I breathed out and rubbed my thumb on his neck. His hands came up and held my hips, lovingly squeezing them. I groaned and shoved his head down all the way before cumming down his throat. He happily swallowed it and pulled off to pick the rest. "Such a good boy for me~" I praised quietly. 

I layed down and motioned for him to come up. "Sit." I instructed. He climbed up above me and crawled up to my face. His beautiful assw as now on my face. I held his hips and licked at his twitching hole. "Have you been playing with yourself? How cute~" I chuckled. Steve gasped and gripped the couch. "Yes daddy! I have! I can't help it Daddy! I just get so needy when I think about you!" He cried out. I brought my hand up to his cock and slowly jerked him off.  He cried out and arched his back. His fingers grabbed my hair softly. "I'm cumming Daddy~ I'm cumming!" He moaned and he came on my face. Me sat on my lap and I looked at him with a hazy look. I licked my lips and let him pick it off of me. "Your such a good boy~ You're so pretty~" I purred and pulled him into a kiss. 

We both pulled away and looked over at the door when Bucky walked through the door. I smirked as Steve blushed when he looked at us. "C'mon baby~ Show me what good boys you two can be~" I purred. He whimpered as Bucky shrugged off his jackets and made his way over to us. Steve sifted his body over to my left leg and Bucky dat on my right. "Hello, Darling~" I whispered to him and pulled him into a kiss. I noticed how tense he was before but now he is completely relaxed in my arms. 

Steve took this opportunity to mark up Bucky's neck, humping my thigh. I caressed his side with my right hand and put my left on Steve's thigh. Bucky pulled away, already panting and needy. "Can we take this outside already? I-I'm really desperate right now~" He whined and bucked his hips onto my thigh. "Of course baby~" I whispered to him, knowing I shouldn't tease him when he's had a stressful day of work. We quickly got up and Steve and Bucky went to the patio. The entire cabin is on the first floor so we didn't have to walk far. I went to the bedroom to grab the bag for this and went to the patio. The sprinkle turned into medium rain. I saw the other two awkwardly pulling their clothes off. I secretly set up the camera and stripped my clothes off. 

I slowly stroked my cock as I watched them bend over the table. They grinded against the table, their wet ass being flashed at me. I bit my lip and rubbed their asses. They squirmed helplessly and whined. "Who wants to be in the middle first?" I purred. "Please! Me!" Bucky yelped. "C'mon sweetheart~ roll over for us~" I rumbled to Steve. He gladly rolled over and pushed himself further on the table, spreading his legs wide. He turned his head to the side in embarrassment. I moved Bucky so his face was in front of Steve's cock. "Such good boys~ Go ahead and have your treat Bucky~" I said. He immediately began to suck Steve off, occasionally licking at his hole. 

Steve gasped and arched his back. "YES BUCKY!" He moaned but closed his mouth when he realized he was too loud. "It's ok, baby~ Scream if you have to. No one can hear us~" I purred. He whined loudly and ran his fingers through Bucky's wet hair. I took out the lube and spread some on Bucky's hole. He whined as I eased two fingers in. "Easy Buck…relax~" I said and slowly pulled my fingers out and back in. "Daddy~" He let out a drawn out whine. Steve moaned at that and three his head back. I stuck 3 fingers in and curled then all around. His legs shook and he let out a moan before I came on the table. I wiped the rain water from my face and kissed his wet back. "Good boys~" I purred and pulled my fingers out. 

I pulled Steve closer so he was on the edge of the table. Bucky whimpered as I lubed his cock and helped him ease it inside of Steve. They both moaned moudly and Bucky didn't wait and started fucking him hard. Steve let out a throaty moan and threw his head back. I bit my lip and quickly lubed my cock, eagar to fuck Bucky. 

I held Bucky's hips still and slammed into him. We all moaned out loudly. "Fuck Bucky! Your ass is so tight~" I groaned. Bucky didn't waste any time moving rapidly into Steve. I gasped and pinned him above a panting Steve. I slammed into him hard, knowing he desperately needed the release. He keened against Steve's chest and rutted into him a bit slower. Steve cried out and arched his back when Bucky's metal arm jerked him off. I bit the nape of Bucky's neck wrapping my hands around his waist. 

I licked the mark and leaned over Bucky's shoulder to kiss Steve. He was a shaky mess already, his tears of pleasure being washed away by the rain. Bucky gasped when he heard thunder in the far distance. "Does that make you excited, Bucky~" I teased. He nodded and went faster. "yesyesyesYESYES!!! THERE!!!" Steve screamed out and gripped the table hard before cumming again. 

I slammed into Bucky faster. "I wanna fill that little hole of yours~ Claim it as mine~ Because it is mine~" I growled in Bucky's ear. "M/N!!!" They both screamed loudly and came together, holding each other. I thrusted a few more times before cumming inside of Bucky. We panted a bit, shivering at the warm rain on our naked and sensitive bodies. 

I pulled out of Bucky slowly as Bucky pulled out of Steve. Steve grabbed onto Bucky's metal arm. "P-Please wait! Can we…do it again?" Steve asked shyly. Bucky looked away to the wet floor. "I-I'm a bit tired." He mumbled. I smirked and caressed Steve's thigh. "I'll help you, Baby Boy~ Maybe you could use that pretty mouth to draw another orgasm out of Buck."I said and tilted his face towards Bucky. "Oh please Daddy~" Steve begged. I flipped Steve on his tummy and let his legs dangle off the ground. 

Bucky got on the table and spread his legs for Steve. It started to rain a bit harder so I wanted to rush it a bit before the storm got closer. I marked up Steve's shoulder and nape. I wanted all those avengers to know who they belonged to. I jerked Steve off, smirking when his body jolted at that. "I love you so much~ I need you~ Both of you~" I'm addicted so much~  I want you to be my husband's~" I mumbled to both of them. Bucky gasped at that and squished his thighs around Steve's head.

Steve moaned loudly around his cock and went further, his hands coming up to hold Bucky's thighs. Bucky's hand came down and gripped his hair, slamming into his mouth in and out. I couldn't help but groan at the sight. I went faster, wanting to cum inside him again. "Shit…fuck…ah~ You feel so fucking good~ I love you so damn much~ James~ Steven~ Be mine~" I whispered to them. They screamed at their names being used and came immediately. I lovingly held Steve's wet hips and thrusted one last time before cumming inside of him, thrusting softly a few more times before I relaxed. They were shaking and panting softly, caressing each other. 

I flinched a bit when I heard the storm was closer. "Let's go inside, yeah?" I said as I gathered everything. They nodded and we all went inside. We took a warm shower and ate some warm soup, cuddled up on the couch and watched random movies until we fell asleep on each other. 

Next up: Anakin Skywalker x Little!Male reader

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This is just really good to read with multiple characters in mind :)

To the edge

Any Male!Sub!Character x Dom!Male!Reader (character/person not defined)

Summary: After a whole month, you've decided to be merciful… just not too merciful.

A/N: Just a little something i wrote when i was bored. I didn't specified the character, so feel free to imagine whoever you want in this situation.

Warnings: Sex, edging, overtimulation.

He knew it wouldn't be easy.

He knew it wouldn't be exactly what you said.

Yet here he is, sitting in a chair with his arms tied behind his back, his eyes blindfolded, and his body shivering.

He knew he would be in this situation, and that's exactly why he accepted when you asked him if he wanted you to finally have mercy on him after the past month in denial.

All he could think about was how your mouth would feel around him, and God... It feels amazing.

He wishes he could feel this forever, well, until you spent the past... minutes? hours? He doesn't even know anymore sucking him.

Every single time he almost reaches his climax, you stop and start all over again.

And he knows better than to beg for his release, knowing damn well that It will only make you torture him for longer.

So he takes it like the man he is, holding tight to his hand when you take him all the way to the base and caress his balls.

His voice is tired from moaning, and his eyes are puffy from crying, but he can't stop himself from screaming your name again. And then there are his tears as you leave his member alone again.

But as he eagerly waits for you to do it again, something surprises him, his blindfold is gone, and you're gently touchinh his hair.

He looks at you, not knowing what to say, not knowing if he should beg or if he should thank you. But you don't give him a chance to choose as you get back into position.

"Be a good boy for me, will you?" You say in a deep tone as you take him in your mouth again.

He is thankful you decided to blindfold him before because he doesn't think he would be able to hold back this long with the sight of your gorgeous face with puffy red lips taking his angry red cockhead.

And he definitely wound't, because as soon as your lips touched him, he was gone.

His climax consumes him, making him almost lose consciousness. Luckily he is tied to the chair; otherwise, he would be lying on the floor right now.

As he slowly returns to reality, he takes a look at you.

You're still covered in his cum, your lips still red.

He notices you sticking your tongue out again and gently lapping at his cockhead, cleaning it of the rest of his release.

He shivers with the overstimulation, but not as much as when you take his cockhead in your mouth again.

He tries to say something, but he can't form a phrase.

You let his sore member go as you move next to his face. "I'm not done with you yet" you said, kissing his lips and going down on him again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

Until he doesn't have anything else to give you.

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This was a rollercoaster. I LOVE IT! :)

Your Wildest Dreams

Word Count: 3,424

Pairing: switch!Jötun!Loki x switch!male/fem!mutant!Reader

Warning: Anal sex, creampie, degrading kink, slight praise kink, spanking, hair pulling, fingering, oral sex (male receiving), mentions of pegging, slight exhibitionism, (I think that’s all. I’m not sure.)

Summary: Loki is a bit concerned about you while you’re asleep but once he figures out what you’re dreaming about, he is surprised but ready to make it happen.

You had been fast asleep with Loki on your side, watching your beautiful face. You started to squirm, letting out inaudible noises. Loki looked at you, concern in his eyes. He hoped it wasn’t a nightmare. He leaned forward a little and heard you whisper his name. A smirk replaced Loki’s worried face and he slowly lowered himself to cuddle with you.

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I want to be a guy :)

Don’t Forget Your Place

Word Count: 2,663

Pairing: dom!Loki x femboy!sub!Reader

Warning: Smut, sex toys, restraints, anal sex, masturbation

Summary: You decide to break one of Loki’s rules. He has to put you in your place once again.

You and Loki were dressing up for a party held at Stark’s Tower. You both were dressed in all black. Loki’s eyes raked over your form, a smile on his face. One of the things he loved about dating you was your style and the way that you dressed. You didn’t dress like the stereotype of males in their early twenties. You were different. The black crop top, choker, fishnets, painted nails, skirt, and boots proved that. “Ready?” “Mhm.” He took your hand and drove you to the location. You knew that you’d be here for a long time even after mostly everyone was gone. Everyone greeted the two of you when you walked in, providing compliments mostly towards you. 

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Im not a guy....yet i love to read these :)

Hi, um idk if you’re in the mood to write this and you don’t have to if you don’t feel the energy to, but could I request a story where its Latino male reader x Loki?

Like where its smut and the plot is that the reader speaks Spanish everytime he and Loki “do it” just to tease and fluster Loki, and the reader always feels proud of himself.

But a few nights go by and Loki really wants to learn how to speak Spanish; not only because it can be a way to communicate with the reader better but to get back at him and remind him who’s in power. (So like a smut and power kink story basically). And Loki takes lessons from one of the readers’ family members (but they don’t tell the member the reason ofc)

And then when the night comes, and the reader and Loki are invited to come to this super fancy party with the Avengers, and the whole night, the reader decides to tease Loki discreetly and later, Loki can’t tolerate it any longer so they both teleport back to the tower, and blah blah blah they start to have steamy sex.

Loki then decides to tease him and starts whispering Spanish in his ear all seductively: and suddenly the reader gets all shy. And then they do it, and the end there’s the obvi aftercare, and they live happily ever after :)

(Idk if you do POC readers, but I’m asking bc I haven’t seen barely any that do. I know this was a lot and in detail so I deeply apologize for that. Again, you don’t have to do this cuz ik you have a busy life rn or u just don’t feel like doing it. Have a good morning/night! :D)

Right side of the bed

Loki Laufeyson x Latino Male Reader Smut

FEM ALLIGNED DNI || MLM/NBLM TARGET READERS

A/N : I am so sorry that I haven't gotten to this sooner, I've been giving excuses but Im finally getting on track with writing and here we are.

CW : (Kind of) Public sex, Magic use, Alcohol, Use of 'Sir'

"Focus, Carino."

You hummed, Looking down at Loki's disheveled state below you, tendrils of black hair sticking to his pale forehead, Mouth hung agape as your hips bounced on his.

"Love- slow do—ah~ slow down~"

Loki whined, Slender fingers holding your hips, though he begged he never stopped rutting into you, Tip grazing your prostate each time your body connected with his.

Grabbing one of his hands, you placed it on your lower abdomen, letting him feel as tip rutted near your stomach.

"Siente lo profundo que eres mi rey~"

You said, feeling your end draw near, your words failing you as you fucked yourself on Loki, Stroking your twitching length, White spurting from your head and onto Loki's stomach.

"Fuck, That felt amazing Carino."

You hummed into his ear, smiling as his pale skin became even more red than it had been, kissing his cheek before hopping off of him.

"I'm gonna take a shower, Amor, Feel free to join me~"

You said, your voice trailing away, Leaving Loki to clean up after himself, Stuck in his thoughts, Never understanding what you were saying, He felt so lost.

He needed to show who was in control.

But how? Thor didn't know anything, He wouldn't expect him to, And he wasn't going to ask any of the Avengers, Definitely not.

Who did he know, Who knew Spanish?

"Oh! Ohoho.. My prince is going to regret this."

Loki muttered under his breath, becoming quiet as he dressed himself, Contacting a certain someone Via. Your silly human devices.

"What are you doing, Amor?"

You asked, slinking over to your dresser and slipping pajamas on, Slyly revealing bits and pieces of yourself as you did.

"Oh nothing my prince, Just thinking."

Loki hummed, Placing the phone aside, opening up his arms to welcome you into them, hands hugging around your waist, his peachy lips kissing your forehead.

"You should rest, my love, You heroes are always so busy."

Loki hummed, rolling you over with him, spooning you in his tall figure, letting him bring a blanket over the two of you and drifting off to sleep in his arms.

It had been a few weeks since then, Being that you were busy, You hardly noticed Loki's absence from your shared flat.

As days went on as per usual, Tony had decided to throw a party in the Tower, Even though you had wished to rest in your flat, maybe go out to dinner with Loki, you had agreed, and Loki—Although Hesitantly—Agreed to go aswell.

The party consisted of most of the Avengers, and some people you didn't know that you assumed were invited by Tony, though you didn't care to engage with them either way.

"Whiskey, Please."

You said to the bartender, crossing a leg over the other, leaning into Loki's presence beside you.

"Make it two."

He hummed, the bartender nodding and pouring your drinks, passing them to you both before walking off to deal with other people at the bar.

"You're deep in thought, Carino, es lindo."

You said, looking at him smugly.

"Thinking of all the the things we could be doing if we weren't here."

"Me encantaría que me jodas sin sentido ahora mismo, amor."

You whispered in his ear, swirling the amber liquid in your glass before downing it, returning the glass to the bar, where the bartender poured it another round and shuffled off again.

"No me gustaría nada más que eso."

Loki hummed back, Eyeing your face as it contorted into shock, Standing from his seat and downing his drink, grasping your hand and weaving throughout the tower, finding one of the guest rooms, and hurrying inside.

Quickly shutting the door by pressing your back against it, he wasted no time locking the door and putting his hands on you, lips sloppily smashing with yours.

Tongues sliding against one another, the taste of alcohol still tingling on your tongue, tugging on Loki's suit, whining as he pulled away from you, clasping your wrists in one hand above your head.

"ah ah ah, Amor, I'm the one in charge, no olvides."

He hummed, pressing his knee between your legs, though using his free hand to keep your hips pinned to the wall, forcing you to take what friction he gave, his mouth closing in on your neck.

"You smell sweet, Mi amor, Delicious.."

He groaned, rolling his thigh against your groin, prompting a sweet sigh from your lips, your attempts to rut against him hopeless.

Magic tingled through your body, making it hot and on point, your body staying pinned as it was even without Loki's hands on you.

"You look adorable like that, Carino, aunque te ves mas lindo sin ropa."

And in a blink of an eye, he pulled off your blazer, tugging your tie off, then your shoes, and so on until you were bare, save for your button up and briefs, erection pressed against the stretchy fabric.

"Loki- ah~! We- we can't do this here.. someone will find us.."

You squirmed, body flushed as Loki sent waves of magic through your body with every touch he made, and you couldn't fight it.

"I wouldn't mind that, Darling, Someone seeing you get corrected for thinking you're in control."

Fingers danced around the hem of your briefs, slipping up your shirt and running over your nipples, thumb pads stroking the erect buds.

"No matter how many times I play with these, you never do seem to get used to it."

Loki sighed, the shocking waves of pain and pleasure forcing your back off the door as he pinched the bud.

"Let's take this to the bed, Shall we, Carino?"

He hummed, hand guiding your movements to lay on the bed, body shaking with anticipation, Precum spilling out of your cock head and staining into your briefs.

"Darling, You're making a mess, Let's clean that up, Shall we?"

Kneeling down on the bed, he pulled your briefs off tantalizingly slow, his smirk becoming wider—if possible—as your cock slipped free of it's constraints, twitching as it was met with cold air.

"Loki... "

"Shhh... amor, don't speak unless spoken to, understand?"

"Y- Yes sir..."

"Ooh.. sir? I like that name."

Loki hummed, the tip of his index finger teasing the slit of your cock, trailing down your length before pulling away, leaving you to whine in his absence.

"Now, tell me my prince, what would you like me to do?"

"Fuck me... Please.."

You whimpered, arms straining with a need to hold Loki, as if you feared he might up and leave just to toy with you.

"como quieras, mi amor."

In swift movements, Loki threw tossed his blazer off, rolling the sleeves of his button up to his upper arm, Unbuttoning his black dress pants and pushing down his briefs, his dick presenting itself eagerly.

Sitting on his shins, one hand slipped underneath your knee, holding your leg up, the other guiding his cock to slip inside of you, eyes trailing up to yours with a gentle smile before pushing in, causing your breath to thin.

"Ooo... Fuck-"

"No, Talking, Carino, Break the rules again and I'll have to punish you."

"Yes- Yes sir.."

"Good."

He hummed, hugging his arm around your thigh and pulling your ass to connect with his hips, your leg resting over his shoulder while the other one sat beside his thigh.

"Te sientes tan caliente por dentro, My prince."

He sighed, running a free hand over your stomach, Magic seeping out of you as you found your hands no longer stuck to the bed, instantly clinging around Loki's neck, Smashing your lips together as his hips began to rock into you.

"Shit... You feel amazing."

He moaned, pressing his forehead to yours, nearly folding you in half as he fucked you, heat building with each thrust, sweat beading on your bodies.

"Speak to me, Darling, I want to hear you."

He groaned, tip grazing your prostate, rutting against it each time.

"You feel so good Loki~! Fu—ck.."

You whined, Your spine arching off the bed, the crown of your head pushing into the mattress, your insides felt like they were melting as you both chased your climax.

"I could say the same, darling, you fe-ah.. you feel wonderful.."

He whined, you could feel his cock twitch inside of you, threatening to burst.

"I'm gonna cum.. ah... Loki- "

You whimpered, your cock spilling out precum as it rutted against your stomach, the friction bringing you closer until your body halted, taking your breath away as white spurted from your slit, spilling on your stomach.

It didn't take long for Loki to finish himself, pulling out and cumming between your legs, panting as you both came off your high, hair sticking to your faces.

"That was... Exhilarating."

Loki sighed, wiping his forehead before whipping his head around the room, locating a bathroom and rushing off to wet a rag, coming back looking refreshed, pants buttoned and all.

"Come here darling, let me clean you up."

A/N : Hope you guys all liked this!!! I hope it came out to your liking Anon!!!! I tried my best to not drag on everything but keep everything true to the plot so 🫶

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this fills my fantasy :)

The Birthday Gift

Summary: All of the Avengers forgot your birthday. Loki and Bucky make it up to you.

Pairing: Loki x F Reader, Bucky x F Reader, Loki x Bucky x F Reader

Warnings: Smut. Minors DNI. 18+ ONLY. Threesome. Choking. Knife Play. Mild Blood Play. This is one spicy meatball.

W/C: 2K

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*This is a gift for myself and everyone who reads, because it’s my birthday! I couldn’t think of a better way to spend it than between these two. 💖

Today had been horrible. You were having a bad hair day. You shattered your phone screen. The restaurant you ordered take out from got your order wrong. The universe was cruel sometimes, so of course everyone also forgot today was your birthday. The two people who would never forget, who could make your day a million times better, were away on a mission. Loki and Bucky, your two best friends on the team.

You take the long way back to your room, the dread of spending the evening alone setting in. You should have caved and told the girls it was your birthday. They would have taken you out for drinks at least. But you’ll tough it out, watch your favorite show, and pass out surrounded by a mountain of snacks.

When you enter your room, you’re shocked to find Bucky and Loki waiting for you. “Surprise!” Loki almost sings. A cake with lit candles and a tub of ice cream is placed between them on your bed. You squeal with delight. “What are you guys doing here? I thought your mission would last a few more days.” “We finished and rushed back to you.” Bucky says pulling you toward his bulky body for a big hug. “Blow out your candles, darling. Make a wish.” Loki gestures toward your cake. You can’t believe they did this for you.

You close your eyes taking your time blowing out each candle. “I bet the team had a big party for you. Tell us about it.” You sigh debating on lying. Bucky looks at you expectantly. “They actually forgot about it. But you guys are here, and that’s all that matters.” You glance at your feet, holding back the tears threatening to spill. “Are you still feeling down, doll?” You nod. “It’s not you. I’m happy you’re here, and this is so thoughtful. It’s just been one of the worst days I’ve had in a while.”

They exchange glances, seemingly communicating telepathically. “Don’t let them ruin your night, love. We still have to give you your gift.” Loki’s blue eyes gleam. “Where is it?” you ask scanning your room for wrapped boxes, but finding nothing. “It’s us. We’re your gift. We are gonna make it up to you.” Bucky beams at you. “Wait. What?” you question looking between them. “Get on the bed. Let us take care of you, darling.” Loki removes the cake and ice cream they brought from your bed. Bucky begins shedding his clothes.

You lay back against your mattress. Loki climbs on top of you, extracting a small, shiny dagger from his suit. He places it in front of your face showing it to you. “Is this alright, little dove?” “Yes.” You whisper. Loki’s lips curl upward. “I knew you would like this. I’ve seen you watching me while I train with them.” He lowers the weapon to the collar of your sweater. The blade rips the fabric splitting it in two as he works it lower. When it’s ripped to your belly button, Loki uses his hands to finish, pulling the torn fabric off you. He zigzags the icy point down your stomach lightly so it won’t pierce your skin. You shiver with anticipation, blowing out a shaky breath. He makes quick work of your skirt, leaving you in your underwear.

Bucky places a hand on Loki’s shoulder. “I thought we were sharing our girl.” Loki chuckles, he stands discarding his leather apparel in the floor. Bucky takes Loki’s abandoned position, crashing his mouth to yours. He reaches between you grasping the fabric in the middle of your bra. He barely pulls on it, and the material splits. He roughly snatches the unwanted garment off your body. Loki sits beside you, messaging your now exposed breasts.

He tweaks each hardened peak between his long fingers. Bucky kisses his way down your neck until he’s on your other side parallel to Loki. They both take a sensitive nipple into their mouths. Bucky forcefully sucks while Loki lazily licks. You arch up into them. Loki’s dagger dances along your breast. You hold your breath when your nipple is released and the edge brushes against it.

Loki places a stream of kisses and nibbles along your stomach. His weapon follows the same pattern. Bucky presses his lips to your neck; his tongue sweeps the sensitive area. Loki pulls your panties down your legs, tossing them on top of his own pile of clothes. He runs the dagger over your thigh. You squirm under his attention. Loki reaches for the ice cream in the floor. He places small dallops on your soaked core. He lowers his head, his tongue parts your folds, lapping up every drop. “Mmm” he moans against you. You arch underneath him bringing your center closer to his face.

You close your thighs around his head. Loki’s hands part your legs, raising up. “It seems our girl is quite impatient.” Loki shakes his head in mock disappointment. Bucky moves down by your stomach, his hands locking around your thighs spreading them wide. Loki brings his head back down, flicking his tongue against your clit. You tremble beneath him. Bucky’s grip tightens. Your helpless whimpers fill the quite room. Loki’s lips close around your clit sucking firmly.

You hope Bucky will loosen his grasp, but he never falters. You feel the bubbles of heat low in your stomach threatening to spill over when Loki abruptly stops. He nods toward Bucky. He lets go of your legs, swiftly continuing his assault on your breasts. Loki strokes the dagger over your heated skin. He presses the blade to your thigh. The loss of your impending orgasm makes you desperate. At least that’s your explanation for your next words. “Loki, will you cut me?” You surprise yourself, asking for the one thing you had always fantasized about. Loki grins wickedly. “You trust me that much, my precious mortal? You would allow me to draw blood?”

You can’t think clearly while Bucky licks at your chest. But you’re sure of this. “Yes, Loki. I trust you completely.” Loki carefully traces the tender skin on the inside of your thigh, pressing the dagger harder each time. You cry out when the blade digs a little deeper, breaking the skin. Loki sits back admiring the small cut glistening red. He brings the weapon to his lips. His pink tongue darts out to taste the scarlet drops lining the sharp edges. He hums in approval. He lowers his head, licking the blood from your wound. Simultaneously, he dips his long fingers inside you curling upward, deliciously brushing your sweet spot.

Bucky nips your collarbone, as you ride Loki’s hand. His tongue laps at your small cut while his rough palm enticingly rubs against your clit. A high-pitched moan escapes you as you climax. Loki removes his hand dipping his head between your open legs once more to lick a stripe up your center. His tongue lowers to gather all the wetness accumulated there. When he’s satisfied he has collected every drop, he pulls himself off you. “Barnes, you must taste our girl, she is absolutely divine.” You shiver from his words.

He lifts you up as Bucky takes your spot on the bed. He places you on your knees beside him. “Sit on his face, darling.” Loki nudges you towards Bucky. You hover above his face placing your thighs on each side. “Good girl.” Loki croons. “Can’t wait to taste you, doll. I want you to soak my face.” Bucky grasps your hips jerking you down on his waiting mouth. Loki makes his way in front of you, kneeling. He attaches his lips to yours. You grasp his strong shoulders, while Bucky swirls his tongue against you. The scruff of his beard deliciously scratches the inside of your thighs as you wantonly ride his face. He locks his arms around your waist.

He glides his tongue through you with ease, swiping your clit with unhurried licks. Loki pinches your nipples, skillfully sucking a trail down your neck. Your fingers tangle in Loki’s black curls. Breathy moans leave your lips. You move your hips faster against Bucky’s face. He eats you ravenously. His tongue is unforgiving. He hungrily laps up everything you give him. You feel his teeth graze your most delicate spot. When Loki bites down on your neck, you shatter, a jumbled version of their names is shouted into the air. You reluctantly remove yourself from Bucky. Loki’s hands force you down on your hands and knees. He places one on your nape. The other pulls your disheveled hair into a messy ponytail in his grasp.

You clutch your sheets while he slams into you. You whimper when you feel a cold metal thumb swirl your clit. You meet Loki’s thrusts, throwing your ass back against him. Bucky presses light pecks against your neck, his vibranium thumb still working your swollen bud. Loki glances at Bucky, speaking with their minds again. Something tells you this isn’t the first time they’ve done this.

Suddenly, they flip you onto your back. Loki plunges back into you, lifting your legs over his shoulders. He latches onto your neck sucking the skin into his mouth. You whine as you spasm around him, feeling his warm seed spill into you. He withdraws himself from you. Bucky moves into a sitting position behind you. He lifts you like a ragdoll, pulling you down onto his hard erection. His arms pull your back flush against his chest. He starts thrusting underneath you.

“You take me so well, feels like you were made for me.” He bounces you on him when Loki’s thumb caresses your bottom lip. “Open.” You obey. Loki slides his thick cock between your lips. You moan when you taste yourself on him. You take him all the way in, choking on him at first. You bob your head against him, tightening your lips. You trace the veins along his length with your tongue drawing loud moans from him. Bucky fucks into you, his vibranium arm feels icy against your flushed skin as he holds you to him.

You feel Loki’s cum spilling out of you, trickling down your thighs. Bucky places his free hand around your throat, lightly squeezing. Loki’s hips snap faster lodging his cock deeper. Your throat tightens and you gag around Loki. You gasp for air, struggling to breathe. He pulls out of your mouth, Bucky loosens his grip. Bucky’s blue eyes darken, he growls into your ear “Be a good girl, and take all of him, or I’ll use the other hand. I won’t be so gentle then, angel.”

You desperately whimper. You shouldn’t be so turned on from him threatening you. You open your mouth wider flattening your tongue. Loki glides back in. Bucky increases the pressure on your neck. You dig your fingers into Loki’s hips pulling him impossibly closer. “That’s it. Good girl.” Bucky purrs. You thrust down against him. The angle perfectly hitting the spongy spot that makes your vision go hazy. You cry out, but it’s muffled by Loki’s throbbing cock. Loki palms one of your breasts. His other hand snakes down where you are joined with Bucky. You clench around him while Loki paints your clit with your arousal and his cum, still dripping out of you.

Your whole body shakes as another explosive orgasm rips through you. Loki’s large hands move to your hair, holding your head in place as he spills down your throat. Bucky tenses underneath you, clutching you closer as he cums. He lifts you off him placing your tired body on the bed beside Loki. He lays on your other side. Loki tenderly pecks your shoulder. Bucky takes your hand, caressing the back of it. “Happy Birthday, darling.” “I hope we made it memorable.” You sigh, completely spent and sure this would be one birthday you would never forget.

*Thank you @lokisgoodgirl for the Bucky threatening to choke you with his other hand idea. I love your filthy mind. ❤️

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finally something im inerested in

Kinktober Day 24 - Collars |Dark!Victorian Loki

Summary: A new maid in Mr Laufeyson's service you are given a special uniform to wear for him.

Warnings: Dubcon, Boss/Employee dynamic, Master/Servant dynamic, Possessive Behaviour, Minor Public Humiliation

*Please do not replicate/rework/translate my work, I do not give permission. This is on A03, Tumblr, Wattpad. Anywhere else, it has been stolen.*

You stood there as Mr Laufeyson circled you, keeping your head held high and your back straight, just as the training mistress had taught you.

“It is unusual for Mrs Davenport to send me such a young woman,” he finally stops, rubbing his fingers over his lips in thought. “This is quite a large manor house and I expect the best service. Usually that means a person a little longer in the tooth to have that experience and quality to them.”

“Please, sir, I have worked in large houses before, townhouses,” you don't look him in the eye, too keen to make a good impression. “I have my references available should you wish to see them.”

“I trust you,” he sounds amused. “Will you look at me, my dear? I do ever so hate the formalities Mrs Davenport puts upon her wards. In that same vein, I would like you not to call me Mr Laufeyson unless we have company. Loki will suffice. Is that clear?”

You meet his gaze, seeing a curiosity there and a hunger for knowledge. The intensity was fascinating to watch.

“Yes, Loki.”

“Very good,” he smiles. “Now as you may have seen, my staff have an unusual sort of uniform that is unique to them. Maude has her belt, Prudence has her hairpin, William has his rings. You, you will have this.”

He produces a golden necklace that looks more like a choker with emeralds studded along the intricate angular patterns. You cannot see any clasp or ribbon to it so you're unsure how it works but when he clicks it around your neck and removes a pin, you realise it has an internal locking mechanism.

“There we are,” Loki runs a finger over the metal of it. “My staff should be elegant and reflect my wealth. It does look beautiful around your throat. Now, time to see to your day's duties.”

His eyes linger on your neck for some time and you subconsciously lift your chin higher, presenting his token for his approval. You were keen to impress after all. This was the highest paying job you had ever taken.

“You and I are going to get on very well I believe,” he purrs before leaving you alone to start work.

You gave an experimental tug on the metal, noting it held fast. There was no possible way to remove it without the pin it seemed.

Over the next few days Loki would make a point to touch the collar whenever he passed you, whenever he sought you out which appeared to be quite often. He did not show the same level of interest with his other employees and it was becoming concerning that you were singled out.

Then it graduated to you being forced to wear lower cut garments to show the necklace off, to wear your hair away from your face. Nothing should obstruct his view. Nothing.

The other staff started treating you differently soon enough, some jealous of Loki's attentions and some scandalised by your appearance. You were ostracised, ignored and that left the master of the house free to capitalise on the lack of support you had.

“Come now, you know I do not like you hiding my uniform,” Loki finds you with a scarf around your neck to combat the chill of winter as you're bussing the silverware in the kitchen.

“It is cold, Loki.”

“I am aware,” he rips it off you. “But I shall keep you warm. I look after my staff, do I not?”

Two slim fingers slipped between metal and flesh and pulled you to him, flush against his body.

“This is improper! Loki there are already rumours!”

“What do I care for idle gossip? Why should you for that matter? I do not pay you to listen to the pettiness of others.”

“But you treat me differently. It is obvious to everyone.”

“You are special. That is why,” he walks you back against the kitchen counter until you are completely trapped. “My special little maid with her special little uniform. I have been waiting a long time for someone I felt would be worthy of it and how right I was about you. It is divine against your throat. Come with me.”

In the blink of an eye, a leash is attached to the bottom point of the collar and you are pulled behind him like a common dog, all the way up the stairs in full view of everyone else who do nothing despite your obvious plight. They only whisper amongst themselves.

On and on until you are in his bedchamber with its shimmering green décor and four poster bed. The fire has been stoked only a few moments before you entered as the flames spit and rise high in the grate bathing the room in a warmth that is severely lacking on the ground floor.

“As I said, I will keep you warm,” Loki smiles, unclipping the leash. “For this generosity, I wish to see you in nothing but your uniform.”

“You may wish all you like but I shall not do it,” you unstick your tongue, words finally forming amidst the initial shock.

“Did I say wish? I meant demand,” his tone is ice, cutting and cold and you're far too afraid to do anything else other than obey.

You've seen Loki's duelling and sparring lessons and you know what he could do to you. You have no other choice.

When the last of your clothing is left in a neat pile on the chaise, you face the master of the house absolutely bare apart from the collar. He approaches you, circling you as he did on your first day and undoes your hair.

“A little more natural,” his hands drape over your torso from behind. “Stars, you are the most beautiful creature. I knew I had to own you the second I laid eyes upon you. Oh do not tremble so, I will not hurt you. I will only offer you sweet pleasure for being mine.”

Fingers dance across your skin, curving along the swells of your breasts and to the stiffening peaks above as the cold air finds them. You are unsure what to do, frozen there by your fear of this man but heat is blossoming elsewhere as he carefully manipulates your body.

“Mine and mine alone,” the raspiness of Loki's voice is not aiding your situation either.

By the time his fingers explore further down, there's no resistance from you. The incredible frenzy from his touch and the soft kisses from his lips against your neck and jaw made you forget your terror.

When his hand cupped against your sex and his palm began undulating, you wondered why you'd been afraid at all. No man had ever taken the time to know what you wanted, to play with you so eagerly, to even care for your pleasures before and yet Loki Laufeyson, of all men, pulled the softest moan from you and all you could think about was wanting more.

“That's it, my little maid,” he whispers against your ear as fingers sink into the slick mess between your legs. “Ah, not innocent. I prefer that. One day I will have you recant your past sins of lust to me but for now, I will make you forget there was ever anyone else before me because there will certainly be no one after.”

Your head tipped back against his shoulder, collar bared for him as he moved his hand in such a way that you surrendered dominion of yourself. Your pleasure came in spikes, in waves, in short bursts that had you panting and mewling in his arms as your legs began shaking.

His thumb brushed against the hidden bud before lavishing it with attention that saw you throw your arms behind your head to cling onto the man who was ruining you.

“Give me your pleasure, give me your cries. I demand it,” Loki rumbles as he moves his fingers quicker and you come undone, screaming your delight to the walls which echo it back to you. “Wonderful. Simply wonderful.”

You barely have time to recover before he's taking off his own clothes and dragging you down onto the rug before the fire, on all fours as he presses between your shoulder blades to lower you.

“You want this, don't you?” you can feel the head of his cock stroking between your legs, teasing your oversensitive sex. “To be mine? To wear my token forever?”

Your mind was too clouded to comprehend the gravity of his question. All you could think about was the insatiable hunger to be filled that was burning in your core.

“Yes! Yes, Loki!” you brace your arms against the floor as he eases into you, your walls struggling to accommodate the sheer girth of him.

“That does make me happy,” the laugh is wicked as he slowly starts a rhythm, thrusting deep. “You are no longer a maid. You will be mine. You will sleep in my bed. You will be at my side always for my personal use. In society you will be my lover. In here you will be my pet.”

He grasps the collar, using it to pull you upright a little, choking you in the process but the combined feeling of the drag of his cock and the lack of air makes you keen rather than protest.

“I will commission two pretty bracelets for you, two elegant shackles if you will. I want every man in the country to look at you and immediately know you belong to me and me alone,” Loki licks a line up the curve of your back, never breaking pace. “To know that I am the master of your body and they shall never taste its sweetness.”

Harder and harder he started rutting until your moans turned to growls with the intensity of it. He twisted your head to the side and you accepted his devouring kiss as his hips stuttered and he poured his seed into you.

“Now the staff truly have some gossip,” he turns you over so you can catch your breath lying down. “Your cries were loud enough to reach the garden but, I think, you do not seem to care.”

He lies next to you, stretching out so the marble expanse of him rippled as the muscles went taut before crooking a finger underneath the collar to pull your face to his.

“Your life, your body, your heart belongs to me,” he ghosts his lips over yours. “Therefore if any man should sway you, it is my right to take your life. Am I clear?”

“And what of you, Loki?” you look at him with pleasure drunk eyes. “If you should be swayed by another? Shall I be a maid again? Should I take your life?”

“Bold, are we not?” he grins. “No, my little pet. There will be no one but you. That token has not been on another's neck before. I have found what I am looking for and I shall never let you go. Never.”

And you knew he meant it.

You were a maid no longer. Now you were the pet of Loki Laufeyson and you were still unsure whether that was good or bad but for now, as his kisses became more insistent, you would let him do whatever he wished, if only to feel that intense pleasure again.

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this was the perfect amount of sugar and spice

Consequences

Loki Masterlist | Bucky Masterlist

Pairing: Dom!Loki x Sub!Fem!Reader x Dom!Bucky

Warnings: SMUT, MINORS DNI Knife play, Denial, overstimulation, kink, honorifics

Contains: This is just porn. Straight Smut

Word Count: 3.1k

This fic includes Polyamory! I've used some terms that, as a Polyamorous person, are part of my life, but I also didn't learn them until I became Polyamorous. So! Here's a glossary, just so everyone can enjoy the fic without googling. Not all terms may be used, I wrote the glossary before the fic 😅

Throuple/Triad: Relationship involving three people that are all involved with each other

V: Relationship involving three people where one person is dating both of the other people but the second and third partners are not dating each other

Dividers are made by me! Want some for yourself? Send me an ask!

I do not nor will I ever give permission for my writing to be copied, pasted, reposted to other sites, or edited in any way shape or form. Seriously, just don’t.

A/N: This may be expanded on in the future, I haven't completely decided yet. Thank of blame @vbecker10 for this one, however it goes 😅😅

Two weeks. Two fucking weeks. You sigh and look at your phone hoping that maybe you’d missed a text in the three minutes you hadn’t looked at your phone, but you had no such luck. Bucky and Loki had been gone for two weeks – twice as long as was planned – and you hadn’t heard from them in three days. The mission had gone well, much better than expected, actually. It had gone so well that Pepper had immediately scheduled a week-long press tour.  Your boys weren’t exactly the crowd favorites – one of them being an assassin and ex-Hydra operative, the other a god who tried to conquer your planet – but this could change all that. The tip they received had been a trap. If it hadn’t been for Bucky’s intimate knowledge of Hydra protocol and Loki’s magic, Steve Rogers and Tony Stark would be in critical condition, and Peter Parker would be dead. Hydra had been trying to take out as many of SHIELD’s top operatives as possible. Bucky had managed to spot things out of place, and had pulled Stark down out of the way of the explosion. He’d given Steve enough warning to move that the Super Soldier escaped with only some bumps and bruises, those would heal in no time. Peter . . . Peter had been mid-swing. The pillar had crushed his lower half. Thank god for his mutated genetics or he wouldn’t have made it long enough for Loki to get to him. Loki had managed to keep him alive just long enough for the QuinJet to get him to an intensive care hospital. He pulled through, and was due to be discharged from the ICU and sent to recover in the Avengers Tower medical bay next week.

A text from Steve lit up on your phone.

Message from: Steve Rogers

Y/N – Turn on your television, you’ll want to see this. – SteveYou smirked. No matter how many times you tried to bring that man into the twenty-first century, he still texted like an 80 year old man. At least he’d stopped sending letter-length texts in the group chat. Steve was the Avengers’ Golden Boy, but the Steven Rogers you’d come to know was every bit as bratty as you were. Not as submissive, that’s never a word you’d use for him, but bratty? Well, Doms are just brats who get their way. When he was vague like that, you knew he was up to something. You grab your laptop and open one of the national news channels that you knew would be carrying the conference. Tony stood behind the podium giving some kind of statement to the press before fielding questions. What on earth had Stevie Boy wanted you to – There we go. You smirked, he knew your style well. 

The camera changed angles, and you could see your boys sitting in the back. Bucky had his headphones on, and they were both on their phones. Score. You immediately text Steve.

How long until you’re all home?

Y/N – Sometime after 2100, we will finish our last photo session at 2030, then make our way back to the jet. Pepper has already convinced Tony to leave the debrief for tomorrow. – Steve

Mischief spreads across your face. Steve, you sly bastard. Okay, what was 2100 on the twelve hour clock? It’s 2pm now, and that’s 1400, so eight . . . nine. Seven hours should be PLENTY of time to make them wait. You slip into your emerald green lingerie set – the strappy one that hugs your curves just right – and slip on one of Bucky’s casual leather jackets (the formal ones were the ones without knife marks or blood, but you were confident that the dry cleaner had been able to get all the blood out of this one). Planting yourself in front of the full length mirror, you sit on the floor and snap a few photos. Bucky’s jacket falling off of your shoulders, covered in Loki’s colors. Marking yourself as theirs. Smirking, you hit send in the Throuple group chat and watch the laptop screen. If this works, you have something much better in mind.  Three . . . Two . . . One . . .

Message: Read

Bucky smirks, and Loki ever so discreetly raises an eyebrow on your computer screen. Wonderful, they’re paying attention. You grab the vibrator you keep for personal moments. Several settings and fifteen minutes later, you send an audio recording to that same chat with the caption “Headphone Warning 😈” 

You run back to the laptop, and just in time. You see Bucky’s head snap up from his phone, then see him slowly pass the headphones to Loki. The God’s expression darkens, the lust poorly masked on his face. Your phone vibrates, a new message on your screen.

Group Message from: Loki 

We land at nine. By the door. On your knees. No exceptions.

You could feel the butterflies forming in the pit of your stomach. This was definitely going to be a long night.

8:59pm: You kneel next to the door, sitting back on your heels. You’d brought a pillow for under your knees, knowing that you may be here for a while if the QuinJet was delayed.

9:07pm: The tower is silent. You squirm a little and consider getting up, but decide against it. You’d pushed your luck earlier that day, so you better do what you were told.

9:13pm: You hear the roar of the QuinJet engines. Your boys were finally home. 

They took their sweet time getting ready. It was almost 10 before you found yourself kneeling on the floor with Bucky pressed against your back. His vibranium hand clasped your wrists. You could feel him pressing into your back, his muscles moving against your bare skin as his fingers worked their way up your thigh. You could feel his hot breath on your neck as he leaned down to nip at your ear, smirking as you whined. Loki clicked his tongue at the sound.

“Come now, Pet. Your little stunt during the interview has made things rather inconvenient for the Sergeant here.” Loki’s voice absolutely dripped with salacious intent. “Do you really want to make things that much harder on him?” Loki stared down at you, raising an eyebrow as Bucky gently pressed his hips against you. You felt your breath catch in your throat. 

“N-no, My Prince,” you manage through Bucky’s teasing.

“There’s my good little Pet. Now, hold still.”

Loki was going to take his sweet goddamned time and there was nothing you could do about it. Every touch, every bite, hell, every look, was like electricity on your skin. You did your best to hold still, but the lust in Loki’s eyes made you squirm with need. You felt Bucky’s metal hand squeeze your wrists – a reminder to behave.

“C’mon now, Doll.” His voice was barely more than a whisper, breath hot on your ear. “Be good for the God, hmm? You had your fun earlier, now you need to deal with the consequences of your actions. Understand?” You whine as you feel Loki’s slim fingers ghost over your panties. You feel another squeeze on your wrists, this one a little harsher. “I said, do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir!!” You gasp. Bucky groans softly in your ear. The honorific does it for him and you knew it. 

“There’s my sweet girl . . .” He nips at your neck as Loki stands.

“Pet, I’d like to bring out my knife to pay you back for your press conference stunt. Is that something you’re willing to indulge tonight?”

“Yes, My Prince, but can we use the dullest one please?”

“Of course, love. Thank you.” Loki’s expression softens, even if only briefly. “We’ll use the red light system this time, love. I intend to take. My. Time.” an ornate blunted knife appeared in a flash of green. This one was your favorite. You could feel the cool metal on your skin, but there was minimal risk of your skin breaking. “Sergeant, if you would.” Bucky released your wrists and stood, sliding his intimidating form back onto the couch. He watched, his eyes dark with lust, as Loki worked. While Bucky would never bottom, damn did he love watching Loki work. The man was a genius when it came to denial, and he loved the way your body squirmed as you screamed and begged for your release.

You felt a pressure on your legs as an invisible force began to pull at your thighs. You giggle excitedly, knowing exactly what’s coming next. You loved shibari and being suspended, but it did take a lot of time. You felt a pull between your legs – that must be his magical anchor point – as your body is pulled upwards. You find yourself hanging upside down, the bite of invisible rope along your thighs and ass, as you lazily spin, your feet hanging down by your ass.

“Hold still for me, Pet,” Loki purred. You breathe in and out, waiting. The anticipation was always the worst part . . . not knowing when you were going to feel the cool bite of the knife, your Prince’s firm grip on your skin – you moan softly as you feel a sharp line of pressure draw up your thigh. He’s starting slow, warming you up. The blade makes its way over your hip, up you side, and presses in a bit more at your ribs before disappearing. You whine at the loss of contact, then gasp as you feel the knife scrape down your spine, from your tailbone to the base of your neck. The pressure feels heavenly. You let your eyes flutter closed as you begin to bliss out, your surroundings becoming fluid. Floating there, nothing matters besides you and the pressure of that beloved blade.

It could have been minutes or maybe hours before you felt the pull of the rope switch.Your arms fold crossed on your chest as a gentle force moves you into the perfect position. The pull of the rope traced its way around your arms and chest. The invisible anchor point centers itself over your breastbone and wrists. You feel yourself slowly pulled upwards as the rope drops from your hips.

“Can’t leave you upside down for too long, Pet. Besides, I have other plans for you tonight. Look at you, so pretty covered in those little red lines of mine.” You hang at just the right height for Loki’s hand to snake its way around your neck as you lean your head back against his shoulder. Your feet still dangle in the air as the other hand traces the outline of your panties. His long fingers push the fabric aside as they draw a slow, teasing line across your entrance.

“Remember, not until you’re given permission.”

“I promise, My Prince, I’ll be good!”

“Good Girl.” Loki smirked as his fingers entered you, their pace already merciless. He expertly curled his fingers against your favorite spot, while his other hand tightened on the sides of your neck, allowing air to flow to your lungs but giving you a floaty light headed feeling that made the warmth pooling between your legs infinitely more intoxicating. Your whole world narrowed again as you felt the band tightening in your stomach, bringing you closer to that intoxicating edge. Your moans fill the room and you can feel Loki growing harder by the second  when – Hands off. He immediately ceases all contact, and you whine at the sudden feeling of emptiness. Clicking his tongue, the god holds his slick fingers near your mouth, a silent order hanging in the air. You immediately open your mouth, your tongue swirling around his digits. 

“Now, darling, you didn’t think it would be so easy, hmm?” You can hear Bucky’s dark laughter at your frustration somewhere off to the side, but your world is still hazy. Loki repeats his process again and again, you’d lost count of how many times. Squirming, writhing, begging, bargaining, nothing satisfied the God – your God – more than your frustration and suffering.

“Now,” Loki growled in your ear. “Are you ready to be a good little Pet for your God?”

“Yes!! Oh god yes, please,” you begged. Immediately you felt the ropes adjusting themselves again. Your feet hit the floor just long enough for Loki to pull your arms behind your back as another invisible harness forms, this time two anchors settling, one between your shoulder blades, while the other supports your hips but leaves your legs dangling towards the ground, toes barely able to scrape the floor. Your wrists are bound by the same invisible pressure as you’re lifted back into the air, ready to receive your God.

“How bad do you want to feel me, dove?” The thin grip Loki has on his composure was evident by the strain in his voice as he pressed himself against your ass. 

“Please . . . plea–” You gasp as Loki presses into you. Giving you no more than a couple seconds to adjust, his grip is ironclad on your hips as he pounds into you. You moans fill the room as you’re reduced to a puddle, suspended in the air by nothing more than the will of your God. Loki works expertly, hitting your favorite spots over and over, bringing you to the brink of orgasm time and time again, but always you have to wait. You have to hold.

“Please, oh god, My Prince, please, I can’t last . . . I – I’m gonna–” you fight your orgasm, determined to obey your god’s orders. A hand tangles in your hair and pulls, Loki’s voice thick with lust in your ear.

“Cum for me pet, and worship your God.” You release, the building coil in your lower abdomen finally snapping as your orgasm rips over your entire body. Loki’s touch is electric as he eases you down. The last thing you remember is Loki’s heavenly moan before your vision fades.

“ . . .pet. Come back to us, darling, there’s my good girl. The Sergeant hasn’t had his turn yet.”

You open your eyes to see a now caring Loki holding you against his chest. You’re no longer suspended from your magical ropes. Bucky next to him, running his thumb along your cheek.

“Hey doll, how you feeling? Do you need a couple minutes?” You press your cheek into Bucky’s hand. Your heart always flutters when they’re soft with you, especially after a rough scene.

“No, m’good,” you manage. “Do whatever you want to me, Sir.” Bucky leans down and gently kisses your forehead.

“Mischief? Grab her hands for me. I wanna take my sweet time.” Bucky’s smirk was evident in his voice.

Loki chuckled, his voice deepening.

“Anything to help, Sergeant,” he smirked as his hands closed around your wrists. Bucky didn’t waste any time getting started, he had different plans than his godly counterpart. Bucky loved watching Loki work, the man had style. However, now Bucky was feeling a little like showing off. He pulled your ankles, pulling a squeak from your lips as he stretched you out, leaving your head in Loki's lap. He traced his hands slowly up your body, pressing your legs open and laying flat on his front. God, he loved how your legs shook when he nipped and kissed at your thighs. Hearing you gasp at the cold metal of his hand excited him, and he growled as he roughly pulled your panties off of you. He smirked up at you as you began to squirm under him.

“You have standing permission from me, Doll. Laufeyson may have wanted you to wait for your release, but I want to remind you what happens when you decide to play with fire.” Bucky could see Loki’s slender fingers squeeze your wrists, and then he got to work. He licked a slow strip up your slit, paying special attention to that ever-so-sensitive bundle of nerves at the top. He could hear you start to moan, only encouraging him. He pressed two large fingers inside of you, scissoring and curling them to find the sweet spot that he loved so much. You struggle to control your volume, back arching in the air as your head presses against Loki’s thigh. Aaah, there it was. Your hips started to buck already, your first orgasm quickly approaching. He can feel you begin to tighten around his fingers, only making him pump them harder, tormenting your favorite spots with a new devotion. He drapes his metal arm over your hips to hold you still as your first orgasm washes over your body. Taking no time for you to recover, he keeps pushing. At about three orgasms, you had lost your ability to control your volume. Thankfully, Loki took care of that for him, his lips crashing down on yours in an effort to keep the rest of the floor from hearing your extracurriculars. By six orgasms, Bucky could barely contain himself. He backed up just enough to give himself time to pull his hardened cock out of his pants and boxer briefs. You whined through Loki at the loss of contact, then moaned despite him as Bucky slid inside. You fit so nicely around him. So warm and tight, he gave you a couple moments to adjust once he bottomed out, then began to move. Slowly at first, relishing every gasp and moan that escaped your mouth. He reached down, starting to toy with one of your breasts, Loki’s hand quickly finding the other as his pace quickened.

“B-Buck– I mean Sir, pleeassse, so much . . . it’s so much I dunno . . .”

“You’re okay, Sweetheart, just one more for me, okay? Just one more. You’re doing so good, baby girl, just one more. Are you green?”

“Y-yeah, Green. Ahh!” you gasp as he picks up the pace, desperate for his own release as well as yours. As soon as you started tightening around him, it was over. Bucky came, and he came hard. He heard you scream his name, followed by a string of profanities. Breathing hard, he leans down and plants a tender kiss on your lips.

“There’s my good girl, you did so well for me.”

Loki had taken you to the shower to clean up. The bathroom was definitely Loki’s domain, Bucky didn’t know much about care products. Bucky grabbed the takeout he had ordered while Loki had his fun, set up the pillow fort in the living room, and queued up netflix. He heard you and Loki erupt into laughter, and he couldn’t help but smile. How someone like him had found two people that not only made him feel normal but loved – like he belonged, he’d never know. Even if nothing else made sense, he knew one thing. Even if your Triad was an unconventional relationship, he had found his family. Nothing could ever take you two away from him, and if anyone ever tried to use you to get to one of the Avengers, he had a partner in Loki who would help him burn the world to bring you home.

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I loved this story and want more

Could you write something with dom-sub dynamics (Loki as a Dom) and Loki receiving oral and maybe a little bit of degradation?

“Know Your Place” 

Summary: As the Younger Prince of Asgard’s mistress, you can’t help but tease your lover at dinner. Loki, however, isn’t having any of it tonight, and he has no choice left but to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget. 

PAIRING: Asgardian!Loki x Mistress!Reader CONTENT WARNING (18+ ONLY): smut, public teasing, Dom!Loki x Sub!Reader, oral M!Receiving, MASSIVE degradation, collars, magic bondage, mentions of humiliation WORD COUNT: 2.1k

The great dining hall of Odin’s palace was abuzz this evening in celebration of yet another Asgardian victory on the front against the Dark Elves. Odin’s troops had been led by the Princes Thor and Loki, who proved to be an unstoppable pair of generals, and they were the guests of honor at the feast. 

Every warrior wanted to pay respects. Every lady wanted to flirt. 

This left you sitting alone at the end of the Head Table, where even Odin was no longer sitting and supping. Bitterly, you looked about the hall, just trying to keep a firm eye on your lover. Thankfully, most of the sexual attention he received went unanswered, and instead, he seemed to be enjoying regaling tales of his heroism to the men of the room, chortling with his old friends between tankards of beer. 

Still…

You smiled slyly, deciding to make a game of the evening if you were going to otherwise be ignored. 

Careful not to give yourself away, you made a small circling maneuver under the tablecloth with your fingers, and red sparks momentarily appeared at your fingertips. Your red seidr was perfect for the occasion. Loki knew what your magic looked like, but even if he didn’t immediately suspect the truth, it would make for an amusing tableau. He would get the hint either way. 

You couldn’t see your handiwork take shape from the distance you were standing (halfway across the damn hall from your lover!), but it only took a few moments before one of the dwarves must’ve said something. 

A chuckle from the small clutter of men Loki was standing in the center of, regaling tales of heroic feats and battles won, began to rise and wave outward, until you finally saw Loki look down, after which, he rolled his eyes while the rest of his audience erupted into laughing fits.

Loki’s codpiece was twitching of its own accord, moving about in erratic, unnatural directions. It gave the illusion of one who may have been in the middle of a crowded room, but whose mind fell to more intimate needs. 

“Thinking of other things already!” one of the burly dwarves laughed. “What a soldier!” 

“Where is the Lady?” asked Thor, his boisterous voice rising and calling for you. “You’re the one who hand-selected her to serve you, brother!”

Loki pressed his lips together, keeping as much dignity intact as he could while familiar red stars fluttered in and out of his eyesight. He turned in the general direction of the head table, where you’d propped yourself along the edge, leaning over in a casual, cool pose, feigning innocence with a tiny wave as you made eye contact with your Lord at last. 

You could see Loki mouth one word, one word that claimed the rest of your evening the instant it was uttered: 

“Brat.” 

You were in for it now. Your pussy trembled from playful fear, wondering how he was going to do it this time. Bondage? Humiliation? Wearing a collar and being led around the halls for an entire day completely naked? 

Loki was a god who allowed his sexual desires to fly on the wind. Whim by whim, he explored kink and fentish play with you over the months, until you very quickly became Loki’s favorite pastime. As open-minded as you were, you certainly had your favorite ‘moments’ in the God of Mischief’s bedroom, and most of them involved you kneeling desperately at his feet, arms bound behind you, his long, massive cock dangling in front of your face.

Loki turned to his comrades. “It seems the Lady is calling for me,” he said, bidding adieu to his brother and friends. 

You quickly saw his face evolve the minute he turned to saunter over toward you. It melted from one of cordial contentment to feral anger barely contained within a body about to burst apart. You squeezed your thighs together under your gossamer green gown, but it did little to steady you. You would’ve allowed him to fuck you over the table with no shame. 

For his clearly growing need to punish you, Loki did a surprisingly effective job at hiding his feelings under a glimmer of decorum while the pair of you were still at the feast. He grabbed your wrist, harshly yanking you off the edge of the table. 

“Isn’t it a little early in the evening to begin acting like such a whore?” he hissed, winking at you and leaning down a little too closely. “Must I have to chain you to my side everywhere we go?”

You bowed your head with a coy smile. “I’m sure I don't know what you’re--”

Loki grabbed your face and pulled it within inches of his. You could almost feel his eyelashes flutter against your forehead. He ran a finger over your puckered lips and subconsciously licked his own. “Norns! ! In this moment of glory, I should be basking under my rightful spotlight, and all you want is to spread your legs and keep me sheathed inside you all night. No shame from you tonight, I see.”

You fluttered your eyelids coquettishly. “My Lord, I can’t help it…”

Loki growled feral, leaning over so that his raspy, hard voice was for your ear only. “No, you can’t. Truly, all you think of is filling that wet, aching cunt of yours! Do you know why you can’t help yourself?”

“Yes,” you whispered breathlessly, the game already claiming your higher senses. 

“And why is that?” he commanded your answer. 

“Because I’m a slut.”

Loki groaned in satisfaction at hearing you say the words for yourself. “Yes, my stupid little plaything,” he affirmed. “You live for nothing more than my body to pull pleasure from you. You are a poor, pathetic, needy princess seeking attention from her prince.”

“Yes, my Lord,” you hanged your head, moaning softly. “I am weak.”

“I should bring everyone’s attention to this table as I bend you over it, and show the entire country what happens to bad little sluts who don't behave themselves in public!”

Still keeping up the bratty behavior, you bit your lip and giggled as the image of Loki taking your ass in front of every noble in Asgard made you begin to grow wet.  “Please do,” you dared to reply, making Loki’s own skin shudder. 

“Believe me, the only thing keeping me from fucking your desperate cunt in front of every man in this room is the fact that my mother is here,” Loki replied. “But I know for a fact we won’t make it back to my chambers…”

Looking around, Loki quickly yanked you around a corner and off to a side room, away from the rest of the party, behind a flimsy, gossamer red curtain. 

“Can they see us?” you asked, your voice high and trembling, which pleased your ravenous master.

“I hope so, but that’s none of your concern. You should, instead, be quaking in fear of me,” he narrated, advancing on you, towering, purposefully extending his posture to his full height, making you feel small and helpless. His eyes narrowed, and for a second you thought he just intended to stand there, forcing your anticipation to grow until it was making your head burst.

He looked at you, planning his next sinful move. “I feel as though I cannot take you anywhere after tonight,” he muttered. “Perhaps I should just lock you in my chambers and toss the key off the Bifrost?” 

You gasped. “No, sire! I know I’ve misbehaved, I’m sorry!”

Falling to your knees, you hung your head in feigned contrition, wondering if you were going to feel his fingers massage your scalp as he prepared to tug on your hair, or if he was going to make you work for any kind of touch. 

You became aware of the sensation of cool air hitting your skin as a flick of Loki’s wrist took away your splendid green and gold gown, as well as all of your gold jewelry. Raising his palm, his seidr took a hold of your limbs, arching your back and thrusting your chest forward without your command (not that you minded, Loki knew your signal for when he truly went too far). 

Using his hands to mold your pert, naked body into his favorite position, he manipulated your arms tightly behind your back, so that your shoulder blades were pressed to one another, stretching your shoulders. You then felt the sensation of a cloth scarf winding itself down your arms, binding them together, keeping your face tilted upward and your chest out. 

Loki stepped forward until the toes of his boots were tapping at your knees. As you looked up at him, he waved his fingers once more, and your hair looped in on itself, making one long braid down the back of your head and neck. 

“Now, kitten, are we going to learn our lesson?” he said, the sinister purr in his voice making every nerve under your skin vibrate.

You nodded. “Yes, sire.”

“And that lesson is?”

You swallowed, squirming anxiously before your Lord, needing only to make him happy with you again. “Whores always get what they deserve when they’re bad.”

“And?”

“I am a whore, Loki! A bad girl who needs to be gagged,” you moaned, your jaw falling open as Loki replied by bringing his long fingers down to his leggings, pulling them down over his package, his thick erection springing free from his codpiece.

“Good. Now open up, princess. Take your punishment.” 

Obeying, you accepted the tip of Loki’s cock past your lips, savoring the taste of his flesh as you received his shaft next, your mouth stretching wider and wider to accommodate him. He hissed with pleasure as you went for the hilt, taking his entire dick into your mouth and gently sucking it until you could feel the tip against the back of your throat. His flavor was rich, salty, and delicious. 

“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnornnnnnnnnnnnsssssssss,” Loki managed to groan as you went about your work, continuing to suck away greedily at his cock, bobbing your head back and forth. As if giving yourself a moment of power, you purposefully refused to settle into a rhythm: sometimes you only let him go for an inch, sometimes you nearly took all of him out. You always kept him guessing. You knew that was how he liked it, even when he was meant to tell you what to do.

You began picking up the pace, nursing Loki’s erection like the desperate slut you were tonight, completely at his mercy. You wanted so badly for him to finish in your mouth, but would he consider you worthy after behaving with such terrible manners at a royal feast?

“Pathetic whore…” he growled, looking down at you. You were dribbling all over yourself, disgusting, lowly, and messy. Such was the power the Prince of Asgard had over you. “I can’t finish until I hear you gag--”

Without warning, Loki reached behind you, grabbed your braid, and tugged on it. This forced your head back, and Loki’s dick hit the back of your throat, forcing a quick cough out of you as you reacted to the tickle. 

You’d hoped this would send Loki over the edge and force him to cum down your throat, but instead, he remained composed when he let go of your braid, gave one more tantalizing thrust into your mouth, and slowly pulled himself out, wagging a scolding finger.

“Ah, ah! No, no, sweetheart,” Loki said, his voice returning to a mocking tone. “Bad girls don't get to swallow. Perhaps if we returned to the party, and I saw that you were behaving yourself a bit better, we might discuss letting you have a little something at the end of the night.”

He knelt down beside you, cupping your face in his hands, bringing your forehead gently to his lips. “I love you, Y/N. You know that?”

“Yes, Loki, I always do,” you answered, as you always did when your games were over.

With a wave of his green seidr, a leather studded collar wrapped itself around your throat, pulling itself just tight enough that it wasn’t completely comfortable. A chain looped itself into your Master’s waiting palm, and he gave it a gentle tug, pulling at your neck and forcing you to rise to your feet and join him at his side, his eyes never breaking contact with yours.

“Now,” he said darkly, “let’s return to the feast, shall we?”

“What of my…my clothes?” you asked quietly, the taste of Loki’s essence still in your mouth. 

Loki chuckled and ran a soft hand over your hot, damp cheek. “Oh kitten, I thought you knew better now. Your punishment isn’t over just yet, Princess. You didn’t think you would be wearing clothes as I paraded you around the hall, did you?”

Sorry this took a hot sec, Nons. Inspiration has been varied as of late! I hope this is to your liking! I also, err, went a little bit above "a little bit" of degredation. Hope that's ok.

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Daddy’s disappointed

⌜ Loki x f!reader drabble⌝

➢ 18+ mention of smut

Thank you @muddyorbs for this idea <3

➢ On a sunny pool day you decide to provoke daddy

Loki never loses his poise. Never.

Unless it was in the bedroom; the place of metamorphosis where the regal, diplomatic Avenger turned into a starved king ruling your pleasure with carrot and stick.

Today was one of the rare days you woke up and chose violence.

Relentless sexual violence.

And the target and victim was most certain.

It was a mission to see how far you could push him, how far you could pull his emerald strings until they would snap. And how hard?

“Come in, y/n! It’s so refreshing” Wanda’s delicate voice echoed from the outdoor pool where a small group had decided to spent their free afternoon under New Yorks simmering summer sun.

They were right about it after a full week of nonstop press conferences, foto shoots and promo galas.

You were exhausted however, there was always this one specific view that you could thoroughly enjoy no matter what.

Loki's Norse temple of a body was sprawled on a sun lounger, the shorts perfectly exposing his juicy thighs as he crossed his legs.

Long digits precisely flapped the pages of an old, Asgardian novel and his captivating eyes were hidden by mirrored pilot sunglasses.

Shamelessly turned on by the sight of your lovers abs on full display, his spotless skin strained by flexing muscles, you stopped paying attention on the way.

Distracted feet almost stumbled across a small stair as your eyes were fixed on the subtle line of raven hair sinfully leading down to the tight waistband of his shorts.

This man was a god. If anyone, then it was him.

“Alright. I’m coming” you said, a very special undertone embedded in your last sentence as you proudly strode past Loki's lounger.

Oh, it was going to be fun, you thought.

In the corner of your eyes you saw him swiftly moving the book out of his sight, lips twitching in a smirk as his eyes began to explore your naked legs.

He was insatiable when it came to you. Your body was the grand oasis for a thirsty god.

“Mister Laufeyson, Sir… ” your voice was nothing more than a silent breath, a sirens lure as you slowly began to untie the towel and provocatively slid it down your curves.

You were playing with fire.

“Would you hold that for me” you grinned to yourself, throwing the towel back without even taking a look. Now you were delivering the brat tamer tonight’s victim on a silver plate. You.

Confidently, you radiated the attitude he would normally fuck out of you. Only that now, here, he couldn’t.

Loki's teeth gritted, knuckles began to turn white around the innocent book. God, how much he loved this side of you.

His drug. His beautiful pet. His bratty whore.

Swaying your naked hips in the most tempting way, you descended the stairs, cold water embraced your skin that glistened in the sun.

The orange looked like a subtle halo. You were a goddess to Loki, the goddess of everything unholy, who wantonly drowned his sacredness in blood red lust.

You were sin but he had no problem with handling the devil. If he ever came to reclaim you; his most effective bait, Loki would be prepared.

But for now the god had claimed you.

The flimsy fabric of your pink bikini bottoms gave away much. Too much for Loki to properly restrain his growing lust lingering in the dark corners of his mind.

Involuntarily, he bucked his hips, watching your body disappear beneath the water with brows knitted in seething desire.

“Brother? Are you quite well?” Thor propped himself on his elbows, scanning his beloved little brother for any signs of uncomfortableness.

Loki rolled his eyes, Thor’s brows creased in worry.

“I assure you, brother, I am perfectly fine” he growled, veiny hands placing the book on his crotch, hoping it would hide at least half of his hardening cock.

Loki wasn’t shy about his manhood but still, he could totally forego a conversation about it.

Swimming a few rounds with Wanda you decided to go for a little dive. Nothing goes against a bit of wetness, right?

Especially not against wet hair and the sounds they could coax.

Picture perfect your head broke the water surface again before you elegantly swung your hair back, crashing on your bare neck with a juicy smack.

Similar enough to several bedroom activities your boyfriend was particularly entertained by.

“One” you hinted counting; a sly innuendo just Loki would understand. Maybe he would make you count tonight?

Oh, you hoped he was.

And he did understand, shifting on the lounger as an angry groan rumbled through his muscular chest, sounding like untamed and virile.

He hated games if they weren’t his own and you were just about to beat him in a dirty round.

“One what?” The finger haired witch was slightly irritated, as you swam back towards the stairs.

“One moment. I’ll be right back” you cooed, decently untying the strings of your bikini unbeknownst to anyone’s eyes.

It must look like they’ve gotten loose by accident.

Most certainly there was someone who could tie it for you again. A special god who looked so fucking handsome shirtless and with those glasses the same color as his unique curls.

Dripping wet and grinning slyly you stood in front of Loki, wordlessly waiting for him to move.

A silent challenge.

The thrill of your actions heated your blood like Tony’s Finnish sauna. Nevertheless, you remained calm, putting on that innocent, little smile you knew would get him going.

Suddenly, long legs parted, spreading to allow the god's feet to meet the ground left and right from the lounger.

His arousal was on full display, undeniable, adding friction to your sizzling belly. Something similar to muscle memory was apparently also applying to the nerves of your cunt.

“Lokiiii…” you chirped stretching the 'i' unnecessarily long, highlighting your heated playfulness.

But he remained silent. The god was becoming angry.

A raven eyebrow rose above the sunglasses before he slid them down his straight nose, granting his narrowed emeralds free sight of your barely clothed body.

Loki’s tongue darted out between porcelain white teeth, licking them before he retrieved it with a click.

The ridges of his strong pecks dug deeper as he propped himself on one arm, biceps bulging so elegantly. The image sent a gush of wetness to meet your bikini bottoms.

Fuck, you cursed internally. You had invited torture into your life when you agreed to be his.

Slowly, with precise movements, you turned to let Loki face your back and placed your shins on top of the lounger, sinking down to rest your body on your heels.

The position only poured oil in Loki's burning desire, greedy eyes bathing in the sight of your pretty ass propped up on full display.

“Could you please tie my bikini, babe?”

You began tugging at your wet hair so they sat on one of your shoulders, exposing the loose knot of your top.

Now, you were playing with a whole inferno.

“Fucking temptress” Loki muttered through gritted teeth, sitting up ready to tie the ribbons as your wiggling ass drew his strained attention.

“Please, daddy”.

The word was layered with a dirty moan hitting Loki like a tornado and interrupting his hungry gaze that had followed a droplet of water running down the curve of your hips.

A sharp inhale echoed behind you. The kind that sent a cold shiver of fear and arousal down your spine.

The moment was tense. Like a loaded Barrett only waiting for someone to pull the trigger. Silently tsk'ing your audacity, Loki clenched his jaw in a desperate try to restrain himself.

The regal nerves had snapped. You had found his boundaries and boldly overstepped them.

“You’re coming with me” he sneered silently, his voice a mere rasp as rough hands rapidly tied the top and coaxed you to stand up with him.

“Pet”

The low groan made your channel clench, the harsh 't' sitting on his tongue for far too long.

Loki was pissed and you would soon find out about the details of your punishment. You would certainly continue to count smacks later.

Loki pressed your body flush against his, your asscheeks brushing his length which had grown to it’s full glory by now and demanding a fuck and quick.

Greedily biting your red lips, your dripping body wetted Loki’s, acting as a lube to allow his strong motions to just glide against you.

It was about to get too filthy for public eyes.

“Brother?”

“Y/n?”

Wanda and Thor asked at the same time after Loki turned you around and roughly pushed you towards the elevator.

The man was in a hurry.

“She’ll be right back, Maximoff. I just need to demonstrate something to her” Loki yelled without turning back. His tight grip on your wrist was a sinful promise of what would follow.

He needed you. He needed to tame you.

Nudging away your soaking hair with his jaw, Loki's mouth came dangerously close to your ear, preparing for a potent whisper.

“If she’s still able to walk afterwards… Daddy’s disappointed…”

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[livelovelaugh3579]

The Proposal

Pairing: Sugardaddy Loki x reader

Warnings: touch of angst, self esteem issues, insecurities, dom loki, sub reader, reader being a brat, spanking, smut, mentions of past trauma (pretty minor)

Summary: you find out what Loki does for a living....

**I am apparently unable to write a short chapter to this story! Lol sorry!!......or am i.........

Part Five-

A couple days had passed when you decided to text Tanya about lunch, telling her to meet you at the little diner down the street from your school. You walked down the sidewalk getting the feeling you were being watched but when you turned around no one was there. You frowned before continuing to the diner texting Loki where you would be. After Sunday he insisted on knowing where you were at all times and if you were being honest it gave you a small sense of security.

You walked in seeing Tanya waving at you. "Hey! How are you?" She asked hugging you "im really good!" You said sitting down. "Ok, you HAVE to tell me who your daddy is!" She said as you looked around "Shh! Keep your voice down." You hissed making her laugh. "Look, he doesn't want me telling anyone his name, but he's incredible!" You sighed leaning back. "He's so hot, and I mean next level hot! And he's careful about what I'm comfortable with. Hes....amazing." You sighed looking at her. "Ooo....sounds dreamy." Tanya said smiling.

You sipped your coffee looking up at the TV above the counter seeing Tony Stark on the screen. "Hey look, he must have knocked down another building." You said laughing as Tanya turned to look. You watched the subtitles saying something about a new member to the team "huh...I wonder who they..." you started when the camera panned out and you saw Loki standing next to a tall blonde man. "Oo, whose that?" You heard Tanya ask as you stared at the screen, seeing him looking immaculate in his back suit. "Y/n, you there?" She asked snapping you back to reality. "It said he's Thor's brother...Loki." She said sipping her coffee.

You stared at your coffee, feeling your heartbeat in your ears. "He's an avenger, a hero, a god.." You thought to yourself "Hey, you ok? You look a little pale." You heard Tanya say. "Yeah...I'm fine." You said smiling. "I gotta get back to school though, text me later?" You asked setting some money on the table standing up. "Sure, I'll talk to you later." She said smiling. You walked outside dialing Loki's number, hearing it go to voicemail "Hey, um it's me...I just saw you on tv...your an avenger? And...God I don't even know what to do now...why are you even with me? Who else do you have arrangements with? I just...I don't know." You said hanging up heading back into school turning your phone off.

You spent the rest of the day in a haze, trying to make sense of everything when your instructor called it a day. You slipped your coat on making your way home when that same eery feeling crept over you. You spun around but only saw people going about their day, nothing stuck out so you slowly turned making your way to your apartment. You went in slipping your uniform off heading to the shower. "I bet he has atleast 5 other women, that's probably why I'm the weekend side piece." You said to yourself sighing shutting the water off. Wrapping a towel around yourself you made your way to the kitchen setting the kettle on the stove deciding tea was needed.

You grabbed your cup heading to the couch feeling the silence weigh on you. You picked up your phone off the table turning it on seeing multiple texts and calls from Loki. You sighed setting it down rubbing your temples. You heard your phone go off again, picking it up seeing it was a text from Scott. "God, fuck off already." You growled throwing the phone down. You laid down on the couch closing your eyes trying to calm your mind when you heard the front door open. "Y/n! Where are you!?" You heard Loki yell as the door shut, watching him stride into the bedroom. "I'm over here." You sighed sitting up, seeing him turn striding towards you

"why didn't you answer my calls?" He asked sternly as you looked up at him. "I figured one of your other women be better company right now." You snarked pulling the towel tighter around you "what are you talking about?" He asked slipping his coat off, seeing he was still wearing the black suit. "Your an avenger and I'm not stupid." You snarked again. "Watch your tone y/n." He growled "Oh what are you gonna do....punish me?" You mocked crossing your arms watching him unbuttoning his suit jacket, sliding it off throwing it on the chair "yes...I will." He said sternly rolling his sleeves up to his elbows.

"How many women are you fucking?" You asked looking him in the eye. "One....you." he said without hesitation. "But your you...I'm....meh." you said looking at yourself. "What does that mean?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows. "That im....not enough for you." You said looking down. He came over sitting on the other side of the couch "y/n, what you need to understand about me, is that while I am hedonistic, and in my youth I would bed many women, sometimes at the same time, as I've matured I prefer only one partner." He said looking at you "so..you don't have a warehouse of women somewhere?" You asked making him laugh "no..just you pet." He said smiling "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, I was unaware until today I was even going to be on the so called "team." He said air quoting.

"It's just...Tony has a reputation with women, eeeeveryone knows that, so I assumed..." you trailed off. "That I have a warehouse full of women." Loki finished making you laugh "Well yes. Is that why I can't tell anyone about you?" You asked looking at him hearing him sigh "that, and....how long have you lived here y/n?" He asked tilting his head "Oh, a few years. I moved here right before I met Scott." You said "so you are unaware of my past transgressions?" He asked "umm...I guess. I mean you seem familiar but other then that.." you said shrugging. "Awhile before you came here, I...attacked the city with an alien army." He said sitting straighter.

"Oh..you don't seem crazy though." You said seeing him smile "well thank you, but I didn't do it of my own will, I was being controlled. Being a part of the heroes is recumpence for my slights." He said fidgeting with his hands. "Well, whatever you did it's in the past now." You said sipping your tea. "Well and as such, I keep my personal life very personal. That's why no one can know." He said looking at you. "Ok, that makes sense." You agreed. "Is there anything else you would like to know?" He asked looking at you. "Umm....not off hand no." You said "well like I said, we must be open with eachother so if you have issues you come to me understand? Do not ignore me again." He said sternly. "Yes sir...sorry sir." You said looking down.

"Very good, now to your punishment." He said standing up. "What? I...I thought we were good." You said holding your towel "oh we are, but you will atone for ignoring my calls and how you spoke to me." He said smiling "but..I said sorry." You said getting up trying to run past him when he hooked an arm around your waist pulling you to him "be that as it may, you still need punished." He said sternly sitting on the couch pulling you over his lap as you tried to free yourself. "You will only make this harder if you keep it up, now be a good girl and take what I give you." He growled. You sighed putting your head down "fine.." you huffed feeling a slap on your ass "ow..what..." you started "is that how you speak to me?" He asked "n..no sir." You said gripping his thigh.

"You have earned five slaps, you will count them out understand?" He asked sternly. "Yes sir." You breathed feeling his hand rub your cheek. "And why are you being punished?" He asked slapping your cheek making you jump "o..one...because I ignored your calls" You breathed gripping his pant leg. "And..." he said slapping again "ahh..two...for how I spoke to you." You panted feeling your walls clench. "And if you have an issue.." he said slapping the other cheek making you moan "three....i...I talk to you." You said shakely. "Mm I think your enjoying this.." he purred rubbing your cheek. "Y..yes sir." You breathed digging your fingers into his thigh. "Who do you belong to." He asked with a sharp slap making you cry out "f..four....you s..sir." you panted feeling his fingers slide down between your thighs." "Oh...you are enjoying this..." he purred running his fingers through your folds making you moan.

He removed his hand making you whine "do you want me to fuck that attitude out of you?" He asked with another sharp slap "aahh God yes...please sir yes....five!" you yelled out as he flipped you up ripping your towel off pulling you to straddle his lap. You panted seeing him reach down unbuckleing his belt and pants pulling his cock out "is this what you want pet?" He teased stroking himself. You licked your lips watching him "yes sir..please." You panted needing to feel him inside you now. "You will be my good girl won't you?" He asked speeding up his movements "yes sir..I'll be good." You said looking into his eyes. "Very well, ride me pet." He said removing his hands placing them behind his head.

You reached down gliding your fingers along his cock hearing him moan. You braced yourself on the back of the couch lining him up as you slowly lowered yourself onto him groaning as he bottomed out. You wiggled your hips a little hearing him growl "stop teasing pet." He said looking at you. "I..I've never done this sir..i.." you started when he placed his hands on your hips. "Just go slow, do what feels good." He said moving your hips back and forth "aahh god...that..." you panted "place your hands on the back of the couch." He said, you immediately gripping behind his head. "now, slowly slide up and down." He said gripping your hips. You did as he said, lifting up to his tip before pushing back down to his base. "That's it, just like..ahh...that...how does that feel pet?" He asked digging his fingers into your hip. "Good...so good...s...ir." you panted feeling every ridge of his cock slide against your walls.

"Mm...harder pet...fuck me harder." He growled, your nails dug into the leather couch as you slammed your hips down on him hard, quickening your pace. "Norns yes..just like...ahh pet.." he moaned closing his eyes laying his head back. You bounced up and down as hard as you could feeling him hit that soft spot inside you "god sir...I'm gonna....aaahhh..." you cried out feeling your orgasm coming fast "s..say it pet..." he growled moving you up and down on his cock "aahh d..daddy I'm gonna...God im.." You tried but your brain stopped working "I can feel you squeezing me....come pet...come on my cock." He growled slamming your hips down onto him. Your orgasm slammed into you as your walls clenched hard around him "oooohhh gods...y/n your...mmmm" he moaned as he slammed your hips down holding you there as he spilled inside you.

You laid your head on his shoulder catching your breath feeling his fingers run up and down your spine. "How did that feel pet?" He panted "sooo good sir, can we do that again?" You asked pulling back seeing him smile "if you behave pet, yes." He said kissing your cheek. "I will, I promise sir." You said smiling. "I am serious y/n, if you have an issue, anything at all you need to talk to me." He said "ok I will sir." You said slowly lifting off of him. "Good girl, now you have class tomorrow and I must return to that circus, so get some rest. You will need it for this weekend." He winked tucking himself back in buttoning his pants up standing up. "Ok I will sir." You said watching him put his suit jacket back on before slipping his coat on.

"And do not forget to text me where you are understood?" He asked "yes sir, I won't forget." You smiled. "Good girl, and I'll see you this weekend." He said leaning down kissing the top of your head. "Pleasant dreams y/n." He said backing up "Goodnight sir." You said watching him walk to the door leaving. You sighed laying down "well, now the couch is broken in." You said to yourself giggling. You got up cleaning yourself up slipping into bed. "I'm sleeping with an avenger.." you said to yourself smiling. You closed your eyes letting sleep take you, unaware of the stranger across the street watching from the shadows..........

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[livelovelaugh3579]

Emerald Green

pairing: loki x f!reader

genre: smut and lil bit of fluff

summary: you are getting ready for your girls night with wanda and natasha, whenever you realize that you forgot your shoes in your bedroom that you share with loki…

warnings: CONTAINS SMUT 18+ (minors and pearl clutchers, fuck off), dom/sub dynamics, reader being a lil brat, slight knife play, bdsm (blindfolds and handcuffs), wax play, spanking, occasional softdom!loki, aftercare during??

A/N: my neighbors have been setting fireworks off for hours and it’s annoying and loud as hell and i want to strangle someone

word count: 2.6k

You sat in front of your mirror in Natasha’s en-suite bathroom, toying with the strap of your emerald green cocktail dress. You scanned yourself in the mirror, admiring how the velvet material easily wrapped around the curve of your hips and chest, complimenting the dip of your waist. You smiled at yourself in the mirror, adoring the look of the dress as it was practically plastered to your body, You gazed down toward the end of the dress, the ending being at the middle of your supple thighs. The velvet material ended and the nylon material of your sheer, black tights ran down the expanse of your legs, making your legs look longer. Your ring clad fingers smoothed out the slight wrinkles in your dress. You wore gold rings, simple yet cute, to accompany the golden necklace that was adorned by a single emerald, which laid delicately in between your clavicles.

“Damn, I look good,” You said to yourself, slightly turning your head to look at the bun you put up in your hair. You let loose a few strands, wanting to achieve a ‘seductive lazy’ type of hairstyle, which you feel you captured quite well.

“Damn, I might have to steal you from Loki, especially if you dress like that,” Natasha smirked, slapping your ass playfully. You jumped at the sudden action, but smiled at her reflection in the mirror behind you. Natasha laughed as she grabbed a pair of earrings she had sitting on the sink just in front of you.

“Is that a threat or a promise, Romanoff?” You smirked back, not able to contain the smile on your face.

“It can be both,” Natasha laughed, wiggling her eyebrows at you through the mirror, “I’m gonna get my shoes and we can head out, okay?” Natasha chirped, stepping out of the bathroom.

“Oh shit! I forgot my shoes in my room, I’m gonna go get those and I’ll be back. Just wait for me in the commons, okay?” You exclaimed rushing out of her bathroom and to the door of her room.

“Sounds good, just don’t take too long with Loki,” Natasha said with a wink. You rolled your eyes at her suggestive comment, and slipped out of her room.

You padded your nylon covered feet down the compound hallway, approaching yours and Loki’s shared bedroom.

You opened the door to see your lover sitting on your guys’ shared bed, reading what appears to be an aged book. He had a pair of black sweatpants hanging low on his hips, showing off the chiseled ‘v’ that trailed down to his crotch, his shirt was long discarded leaving him in just the sweatpants. You smiled and walked in, closing the door behind you.

“Hello, my l— what are you wearing?” Loki started, but was surprised to see you dressed up so… appealingly.

“This?” You asked, causing the Nordic God to nod, “this is just a dress me and Nat picked up today when we went out. I wanted to wear it to the club tonight with Wanda and Nat,” you explained, smiling when you noticed Loki’s hungry eyes scan over your body as he slightly licked his lips. You began walking over to where your matching emerald green heels laid neatly on the ground. You bent over and strapped the heels onto your feet before standing back up and brushing away any new wrinkles before turning to face your lover.

“Well? How do I look?” You asked, stretching your arms out to your side, doing Loki’s signature pose.

“You look ravishing, darling,” Loki purred, closing the book on his lap and placing it gracefully on the nightstand next to the bed and standing up, “However, I will not allow you to go out dressed like that,” Loki continued, his eyes once again raking over your body.

“Really, Loki? I literally got this dress for tonight! I’m supposed to match with Nat and Wanda!” You exclaimed, flailing your arms around, hoping that they will help make your point.

“I’m so sorry to hear that, love, but I will not allow you to wear something so revealing. Your body is for my eyes only,” Loki replied with faux sympathy, stepping closer and closer towards you.

“Oh yeah? What are you going to do if I don’t change?” You taunted. You knew you were fueling the fire, however, you found yourself not caring about that at this moment. The look he gave you was pure sin and almost instantly soaked your lace panties.

“Do you truly wish to find out?” Loki whispered into your ear, his warm breath fanning across your cheek, causing a blush to arise across your face. All you could do was nod, truly wanting whatever he had in store for you.

Before you could blink, you felt a cold metal slicing the dress clean off your back, leaving you in just your tights and underwear (the dress not needing a bra). You gasped as the dagger Loki has summoned traced your clavicle with such delicacy. Words could not explain how aroused you are at this moment.

“Do you still wish to test me?” Loki spoke with lust covering his words like honey.

“I had a feeling you would do that, so I bought another one,” You bluffed, turning away from him and began to walk away, trying your best to hide your arousal.

“Try again,” Loki tsked into your ear as the dagger in his hand now rested softly on your throat as his other arm wrapped firmly around your waist.

“No. Bite me.” You snapped back, and before you could take that back you heard Loki laugh sadistically behind you.

“If you insist,” Loki hummed, biting down on the apex of your shoulder and your neck. Sucking and nipping at the skin harshly. You couldn’t help but let out a weep of pleasure as he attacked your neck and shoulder. You were so lost in the painful pleasure of Loki biting your neck that you didn’t realize his hand dipped below the nylon of your tights and the cotton of your panties.

“Fuck—” you moaned out as Loki began circling your clit with slow fingers. Your knees buckled, which would’ve dragged you to the floor if Loki had not been there to catch you. You reached your hand around to the back of Loki’s head, pulling on his soft locks, telling him that you wanted more. You couldn’t help but shiver at the feeling of him growling against your abused skin.

“Don’t be a greedy slut,” Loki demanded into your neck, placing a firm slap to your sex, causing you to let out a yelp.

“I’m sorry…” you whimpered out before he continued his attack on your neck and cunt. Loki slipped two fingers into you with ease as he began pumping his fingers in and out of you hastily. You shrieked out his name, clawing your nails into the skin of his forearm that held you up against him.

“You mewl so beautifully, my love,” Loki whispered into your ear before biting on your earlobe as he quickened the pace of his fingers. You scream out once again, feeling your orgasm bubbling up in the pit of your stomach.

“Loki, I—” Your warning was cut off by another moan as two of his free fingers pinched your bundle of nerves.

“Don’t you dare fucking cum,” Loki demanded in your ear, keeping the breakneck pace of his fingers. Apparently, that demand was all that it took to release all over him and your panties and tights with a scream of his name.

Loki ripped his hand away from your sensitive cunt. You wouldn’t help the whine that fell from your lips at the loss of contact. You stared at Loki as he let go of your waist and walked towards the foot of the bed, sitting down and staring right back at you with those emerald green eyes, which now looked almost black and clouded with lust.

“Come here,” he commanded simply, patting his lap. You began to walk towards him before he stopped you, “Take off your tights and panties first,” Loki added on. You obeyed, not wanting to fuel the fire anymore. You slowly shuffled the tights down your legs and the panties followed soon after. He nodded and you continued toward him.

Clearly, you approached him too slowly and he ended up just yanking you towards him and laid you down across his lap. You couldn’t help but gulp at the realization that he was going to spank you.

“Now,” Loki began, gently rubbing his large hand over your ass, causing you to shiver, “I am going to spank you, and everytime you are going to thank me for it, understand?” Loki explained, you could only nod. “Words, pet. I’m not going to begin until I have your verbal consent,” Loki said, his usual softness coming back for a brief moment.

“Yes, Loki. I understand,” You confirmed, looking up at your lover. He smiled and gave you a quick, yet soft, kiss.

Smack!

You yelped and jumped on his lap at the unexpected contact against your ass, “Thank you!” You screeched out gripping onto his clothed thighs for support.

Smack!

“T-Thank you!” You stuttered, a tear already forming in your eyes.

He continued his brutal attack, each slap getting more and more painful, however you continued to thank him for it, you enjoyed his harsh treatment and he knew you did. He knew those mascara stained tears that ran down your flushed cheeks were tears of pleasure, and he would happily give you the painful pleasure that you want, that you deserve.

“Look at you, so soaked for me, even after I bruised your ass, such a dirty girl,” Loki purred as he ran his fingers up your soaked folds, gathering your slickness between his fingers, “suck” he demanded as he brought his coated fingers up to your mouth. You complied, sucking his fingers clean.

Loki simply massaged your bruising ass with his other hand as you cleaned off his fingers. The pain of the contact caused you to flench.

“Loki..” You mewled, wanting more, wanting him, but you also knew you needed a slight break. He chuckled.

“I know, my love, I’m getting there,” He responded, sitting you up on his lap. He wiped the tears away from your cheeks and brushed the loose strands away from your face, “I love you, my darling girl, you are doing so good for me,” Loki spoke softly, kissing your lips softly.

When he pulled away you laid your head onto his naked shoulder and buried yourself into the crook of his neck. He magicked up a glass of water, “my life,” he acknowledged you, causing you to look up at him, “drink, please, you’ll need it,” Loki pleaded, guiding the glass toward you. You opened your mouth and let Loki pour the cold water down your throat.

“Thank you,” You said after finishing the glass of water. Loki smiled and kissed you once more before turning you around and laying you on your back. Your back met the plush covers of the bed and almost immediately sunk into the warm embrace around you.

“Are you ready?” Loki asked sweetly, caressing your face.

“Yes, Loki, do as you wish,” You nodded, tracing the ripples of muscle on the expanse of his torso with your nails.

“Always so eager to please me, like a bitch in heat,” He chuckled, every ounce of softness leaving his voice.

“Of course,” You replied, trying to fight the urge to rock yourself against his erection that strained against the material of his sweatpants

“So you wouldn’t mind being blindfolded and bound, hm? It is what would please me,” he sneered, magicking a black blindfold and a set of handcuffs.

“If it is what you pleasure, then yes,” You replied, looking up at him with pure lust. He smiled maliciously at you, and before you knew it, your vision was cutoff, and so was the ability to move your arms freely.

You expected him to do something immediately, but he didn’t. He just sat there and admired you beneath him. Blindfolded, binded, and covered in his marks. It drove him mad with lust, but he wasn’t exactly ready to fuck you just yet.

“Loki?—” you asked before being cut off by the feeling of something burning your skin. It wasn’t a sharp pain, just a dull and arousing pain. Then you realized, he was pouring candle wax on you.

Droplets of the hot wax trailed up from your navel up to your heaving breasts. Your back arched at the pain as the hot wax neared your nipples.

“Perhaps I should send you out like this,” Loki started, “covered in candle wax, blindfolded, cuffed, and absolutely aching for my cock,” Loki snarled as he gyrated his clothed hips into your needing cunt, causing you to cry out.

“Please, Loki! I need you!” You begged struggling against the handcuffs. You heard him chuckle, but you failed to see what he was doing, before you could start begging again, he slammed himself into you, “Fuck! Loki! Thank you!” You screamed out.

“Norns… you’re so… tight…” Loki hissed as he started on a rough pace against you.

Loki continued to moan out your name as he continued to pound into you. You began struggling against the bonds once more as you just wanted to touch him, to rake your nails down his back.

Loki began circling your clit with his fingers as he began to edge you to your orgasm, he felt the clench around him, but he continued on his pace.

“Loki!” You screamed out, trying to form a warning, but all that came out was his name. He bent down and kissed your lips, silently giving you permission to cum. His cock hit that one spot deep inside you, causing you to release all over him and his abdomen.

Loki followed through with his orgasm not long after, pumping himself deep inside of you. He stilled for a few moments before pulling out of you.

“Are you okay?” Loki asked as the bonds and blindfold disappeared before your eyes, “was the wax too much? I’m sorry,” Loki began to worry, as that was something he had never done before and probably should’ve confirmed it with you first.

“Loki, I’m perfect, the hot wax actually aroused me even more. Don’t worry, my love,” You smiled, leaning up to him and pecking his lips.

He graciously accepted your kiss and kissed you back with more passion for the woman he fell so desperately in love with.

The moment was broken when you heard your phone ding.

“One second,” You sighed and patted Loki’s pectoral, signaling him to move so you could get your phone. He listened, allowing you up.

You picked up your phone and scanned the text you received on your screen.

natasha‼️

“considering you didn’t come back and that i heard you guys that you won’t be coming to the club with us anymore so have fun with your horndog of a boyfriend😉”

You gasped and turned back to your boyfriend. Now remembering that you had your girls night tonight, and Loki had just now fucked you right out of it.

“Loki you asshole!”