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simplyholl · 2 days

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Buckle Up

Summary: You and Loki argue about your feelings for eachother outside a club.

Pairing: Avenger Loki x F. Reader

Warnings: Smut. Minors DNI. 18+ Only. Friends with benefits cuz that's all I know how to write apparently. Jealousy. Angst. Car sex.

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Loki shut the car door quickly behind you, pressing the lock on the luxury car. You had been sneaking around with him for two weeks. It was fun hiding from the rest of the team. You didn't want them to catch you leaving his room in the middle of the night.

All this sneaking around made it so much hotter. You couldn't keep your hands off each other. The risk of getting caught fueled the fire that burned between you. So you found yourselves having sex in the kitchen before the others woke up, in the gym, and in the hallway.

The whole team went out for Sam's birthday. You and Loki were headed toward the bathroom together, no longer able to resist the sexy texts he was sending, and the looks he would give you when another woman flirted with him. He would talk her up, even dance with her. Then, he would go back to sitting at the VIP table Tony reserved for the night. He would text you, reassuring you that you were the only one going home with him tonight.

You walked in front of him, keeping a little distance between you so no one would be suspicious. "Hey Mischief, get your ass over here! Heather wants to meet you." Sam shouted over the music, nodding his head toward the woman behind him. Heather was wearing a tight, green, leather dress. She had a crown on her head fashioned to look like Loki's horns and a sash that read "Birthday Girl".

You turn back to Loki, he gives you an apologetic look before going over to Sam and Heather. You couldn't help feeling a little jealous. Heather is beautiful and this is the kind of attention Loki lived for. You went back to the table to sit with Steve who was busy making sure Scott drank enough water. He had already been sick once tonight.

Your phone buzzes with a message from Loki. Meet me outside in five minutes. Loud off-key singing draws your attention to where most of the club is singing "Happy Birthday" to Sam and Heather. She has her arms wrapped around Loki's neck. Your hands ball into fists by your side, nails digging into your palm.

Chill out, he wants to meet with you, not her. it's only been two weeks; you can't be this down bad and dickmatized. You sit outside the club waiting for him, the night air turning cool. You shiver, wishing the dress you wore specifically to impress Loki wasn't so skimpy. You check your phone hoping for another text, but there wasn't one. Ten minutes had went by, you decide to wait a little longer.

He probably didn't want to disappoint the birthday girl. You understood, but he could have texted to let you know he would be late. Your phone vibrated, smiling you checked it. Here you were getting upset over nothing. But the text was from Steve checking on you because he didn't see you in the club. You text back telling him you stepped out for fresh air.

Loki was now twenty minutes late. You huffed, walking back in. You spot him, hands all over Heather as she grinded against him. He looks over, probably sensing your furious gaze on him. His hands fall immediately. He says something to her as he excuses himself. "Darling, I'm so sorry. I lost track of time." You roll your eyes, walking toward the doors. "Not here.' You tell him, not wanting to argue in front of the whole club.

He follows you outside. "Loki, you were twenty minutes late. I waited out here for you the whole time. You should've sent me a text to let me know it was going to be longer. But I guess you were too busy rubbing your dick all over her back." Loki shakes his head, a smirk appearing on his lips. "You're jealous? Honestly, you assured me you could do this without feelings getting involved. It was nothing. Heather was a fan; I didn't want to disappoint her on her birthday."

"Oh no, you wouldn't want to disappoint someone you just met!" You yell, skipping over the fact that he just called you out over your feelings. "You're being ridiculous. She means nothing to me." He crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Apparently, you feel the same way about me." You sigh, walking away from him.

"How I feel about you isn't the issue here." He growls. You walk further into the parking lot, leaning against Tony's car. "It is to me!" You argue. You were expecting your night to go completely differently. You didn't think you would be yelling at Loki over feelings in the parking lot. He presses his big body against yours, you're surprised Tony's car alarm hasn't went off yet.

"You were the one who wanted to fuck without feelings, darling. You've done this to yourself." You wanted to smack the arrogant grin off his face. You did tell him you didn't want emotions involved. You were so good with keeping sex and your heart separate. You didn't think it would be any different with Loki. But you did have a little crush on him before this started.

"Let's not talk about this right now." You don't want anyone walking by to hear you fighting. "You silly mortal, you are all that I want. These last few weeks with you have been some of the best of my entire existence." His lips press against yours gently, large hands cradling your face. He reaches behind you, fumbling with the door handle. You’re unsure if Tony left it unlocked or if Loki uses his magic to unlock it.

He finally opened it, letting you crawl into the backseat first. Loki shut the car door quickly behind you, pressing the lock on the luxury car. You climb onto his lap, undoing his dark jeans and freeing his hard cock. He reaches underneath your dress, to take your panties off. You beam when he finds you aren't wearing any. "I figured we would end up doing this at some point, this just makes it easier."

He lowers you onto him, not giving you any time to adjust as he bottoms out. You'll never get over how full you feel. His fingers dig into your hips, moving you so he will hit all the right spots. You hold onto his broad shoulders, just so there is something to keep you tethered here instead of floating off to another realm.

He tilts his hips at the same time he swirls his thumb against your sensitive clit. Your knees stick to the leather of the seats, as you swivel your hips. You feel your arousal soaking his jeans as you ride him. He jerks the top of your dress down, allowing your breasts to spill out. He takes a nipple between his lips, trying to keep hold of it, as you move on him.

"Norns, you feel incredible." He growls, teeth clenched as he tries to keep from cumming. Your legs start shaking as his thumb circles faster on your clit. You lay your head on his shoulder; this was almost too much. "You're taking me so well." He praises as he switches positions. He's behind you as you face Tony's back seat. You grab onto the headrest, as Loki slams back into you. The cool leather of the seat rubbing against your nipples, brings you closer to your release.

You push back against Loki, meeting his thrusts stroke for stroke. He wraps a strong arm around you, leaning forward to bite your shoulder. You explode around him. You feel him grow shaky as he cums inside you. He kisses your back, gently pulling out. You feel the evidence of your love making drip down your thighs, you catch a little bit with your finger, trying to keep it from getting on Tony's expensive seats. You bring it to your lips, licking off the salty taste of you and your lover. “We better get back inside before Cap does a headcount.” You tell him, following Loki back inside on trembling legs.

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rinamart · 3 days

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Here's another WIP for you💅

I think Loki has a bandage kink🤔 so i couldn't resist...

#loki #lokius #artists on tumblr #loki series #artistsupport #loki laufeyson #mobius #art wip #digital art #sketch #slight nudity

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textsfromthetva · 17 hours

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Loki + tumblr [170/?]

#mobius m. mobius #loki #lokius #loki series #mcu #loki memes #lokiedit #text post meme

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mobius-m-mobius · 23 hours

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Maybe he wants to mix it up. Sometimes you get tired of playing the same part. Is that possible? He can change?

The Avengers (2012) // Loki (2021 - )

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #the very definition of to be loved is to be changed!!#funny how meeting someone who freely chooses you above all they've been created to know and serve suddenly makes choice look pretty good #who knew 🥰🙃#honestly the genuine belief mobius has in them is so overwhelmingly beautiful sometimes i think about it and have to just take a minute...#and for loki to return that with such conviction to the point of facing their biggest fears oh i can't ;;;;;#also yes my loki series being open ended agenda continues bc there's no rest until we get at least another season lol #be the energy you want in the world and all that :'))#owen wilson #tom hiddleston #marvel #owenwilsonedit #dianagifs

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ijuststareatstuffhereok89 · 2 days

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Can I request a Loki× asgardian!reader where she thinks he died on svartalfheim and is grieving but then he reveals himself and it gets a little spicy?

Hello! Thanks for the request. I hope it satisfies!

"Return of the King"

Pairing: Prince!Loki x Asgardian!Reader

Content Warning (18+): mourning/death, smut-adjacency (some breeding kink, grinding, and finger-licking)

Word Count: 1.4k

The flood of candle glow nearly blinded you, now that there were no more tears left to protect them from the extreme light. Crying for days really did dry one’s eyes out. You’d always thought it was a metaphor, but now you knew the miserable truth.

It was the final night of your seclusion, a tradition for new widows in Asgard. Once one’s spouse departed this existence, the surviving lover was confined to a shrine deep within the bowels of the palace (or within a public temple, for commoners), where they meditated for forty days, subsided on basic fare, and had no connection with the outside world. Upon emerging, a new widow was expected to be available for remarriage. Asgardians considered forty short, worthless days sufficient mourning time! What a joke!

The events of his last days were a blur to you. He returned in chains from Midgard, stood before Odin with very little contrition, and you’d wept at his feet. Even as he languished in the prison cell under Odin’s sentence, you visited, his one true comfort. Then, the Dark Elves had attacked. You’d insisted upon following him and his older brother Thor wherever they were planning on going to defeat Malekith, but Loki had left you behind, swearing that your death on Svartalfheim would kill him in turn.

Well, something on Svartalfheim certainly did in the end.

Here you were, alone and in constant pain from the emptiness both within and beyond your heart. Rumor was that even the King himself seemed remorseful upon Thor’s return without his brother. The King, who had once said that Loki’s own head remained on his shoulders due only to the pleas of yourself and his mother.

Loki’s portrait stood in the middle of the candlelit altar where you prayed, burned incense in his favorite pine scent, and wept dryly. Before everything began twisting and falling apart around you, Loki had been adamant upon conceiving a child with you upon his return…but these words were spoken long before Svartalfheim, even long before Midgard. He’d been preparing to follow Thor and the Warriors Four to Jotunheim at Thor’s insistence. Loki had promised you they’d all return after an uneventful meeting.

Such was not to be, and you’d barely even seen your husband since.

You missed everything: how soft he was with you compared to everyone else, how gentle his touch was when you made love in the large canopy bed in your shared chamber, even the simple way he fed you grapes and bread afterward, always saying “you need to keep your strength up, for it won’t be long before I’m needy again.”

You found tears again as you realized your mourning period was only hours from ending, and you felt no more ready for remarriage than you’d been when Thor brought you the news.

Oh no, you thought, will Thor ask for my hand? What Midgardians referred to as a 'levirate marriage’ was incredibly common among widows and widowers, especially younger ones like yourself. You cringes in the midst of your sobs. Thor was, to put it bluntly: not your type.

He’ll probably be the one to fetch me from here, you added to your inner monologue. He may propose before we go upstairs…

You wanted Loki to gently feed you grapes. You wanted to bear his son. You wanted long, endless days of boredom lying in his arms and staring at the ceiling. If he came through the door and promised you that he was home to stay, you’d have no choice but to fall into his arms naked and hold on to him for dear life. If only!

Resigning yourself as much as possible to the prospect of a levirate match with Thor, you sucked in your breath, your heart pounding painfully as you heard the door at the top of the staircase open.

A deep voice you couldn’t place right away spoke the traditional words that ended your confinement: “The light will shine on you again this morning.”

It had to be Thor. You bit your lips before reciting the well-known reply. “Then bring me out into the sun. I am ready and new again.”

However, as you rose from your knees and went to grab the brass snuffer on the wall (it would undoubtedly take several minutes to put out the traditional 500 candles you’d been burning the past forty nights), the caller dared to break from tradition.

“Walk tall, for you are emerging from here a Queen.”

Your skin went cold. Even as you weren’t sure the voice was his, it had to be Thor, and your suspicions about his intentions were legitimate.

“Very well,” you said, holding back another sob.

“Dearest!” called the voice as the source reached the bottom of the stairs. Was it possible for your skin to grow even colder? Only one creature ever dared to call you ‘dearest.”

“No…my ears deceive me, I’ve been in here too long…” you said in short, gaspy breaths, daring to turn around.

In kingly furs draped nobly over his shoulders, Loki stood tall and alive, bearing a tray of bread and grapes. Your jaw fell open.

“But…how?” you managed to get out.

“Trickery…luck…and a beautiful, loyal wife awaiting my homecoming…” he answered.

“You made me think you were dead!” you answered a little more angrily than you thought you’d sound. “And a Queen? I don’t understand.”

“Thor is elsewhere in the cosmos, thinking Odin is still around.”

“Then the King is dead?”

Loki smiled and shook his head. “Regicide isn’t an oil I would willingly wash my hands with. It’s too messy. Odin is…on sabbatical. I have the throne, as do you, dearest.”

He held out the tray. “I thought you’d need sustenance if we are to pick up from where we--”

You forced an “oof!” from him as you ran full-force into his arms. The tray went crashing to the ground, scattering food everywhere as you pinned him against the wall, grabbing his hands and slipping one under your corset, the other you brought up to your mouth, kissing the digits before beginning to roll your tongue over them.

Loki moaned in pleasure. His fingers tasted the same as those hot nights early in your marriage, where you’d spend hours nursing them as Loki rode you late into the night. The flashback, combined with the very real sensations of his digits in your mouth, flooded your cunt and thighs with instant arousal.

“You really…missed…me…” Loki said between groans.

“I need your baby…” you mumbled. “Loki…please…now…right…here…”

Loki took his hand from your mouth to lift your chin upward, forcing your eyes to meet his. “My little Queen wants my heir, does she? It isn’t often a mourning lady emerges from seclusion with more people in tow than when she descended.”

“Never part from me again!” you pleaded, refusing to release Loki from the wall. “Just use me until I’m full of you, Loki! Your body is the only temple I need to pray at.”

Loki purred like a cougar in heat as he nuzzled the base of your neck affectionately with his nose, taking a moment to flick at the skin there with his brilliant tongue. You couldn’t keep your hands off of him, nor could you possibly pull his body any closer. Loki hooked a hand under your buttock before running it down your thigh, lifting it up and pulling it over his hip, coaxing you to straddle him while standing, your groin firmly pressed against his hardening cock.

“Maybe we should adjourn upstairs to impregnate you, dearest,” he whispered softly in your ear. “This room has dark, somber energy, and I want to hear you scream with ecstasy while your King indulges you.”

“I’m not sure if my legs can carry me. They want to stay wrapped around you…” you answered.

Loki chuckled. “Then allow me to assist you!”

He swept you up into his arms in one graceful move, causing you to give a joyous yelp as he spun you around. You wanted to cry with happiness, it was such a foreign sensation!

He was red-faced and beaming, as thankful to have you in his arms as you were to have him there. “And as we make our way towards our chamber, allow me to share with you this idea I had for a play…”

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lokimobius · 3 days

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THE AUTOMAT SERVER'S @lokiusbingo PROMPT: Free Space (I chose my own prompt: "Forgotten Memory") "I tried searching faces on streets What are the chances you'd be downtown Downtown, downtown Does it feel alright to not know me? I'm addicted to the 'if only'"

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kusakichan15 · 2 days

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They deserve to be happy 🥺💕

Redraw idea from @thosegayoldmen

Seeing Owen finally in an interview with Tom was everything I could hope for and more!!! He looked so happy being able to talk about the show and his experience with working with everyone and its just so precious 😭🙏💕✨

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holdmytesseract · 17 hours

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Little Prince

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki & Narfi

Summary: Loki shares a sweet moment with his newborn son.

Warnings: fluff - tooth rotting fluff. After all the angst, there has to be fluff, right? 🥹

Ladies, hold on to your ovaries, 'cause major dad!Loki warning!

Word Count: 1,4k

a/n: I love this. 🥰

Baby Fever Masterlist °☆• Loki Masterlist °☆• Masterlist

divider by @fictive-sl0th <3

He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes; slowly waking up. Then Loki's gaze drifted to his luckily still sleeping wife. He smiled and tried to untangle himself as carefully as possible from your embrace - what actually was more difficult than it looked; almost holding the god in a death grip in your slumber.

Loki got woken up from his deep slumber, as he heard soft noises and cries coming from the baby monitor, which stood on his bedside table.

Of course put it the god there on purpose... To give you some well deserved sleep and rest.

In the end, Loki made it and slowly got out of bed; turning off the baby monitor on his way.

The noises and cries of his son had gotten audibly louder, so he quickly tiptoed out of the bedroom; closing the door behind himself.

Narfi's wailing increased even more. He could hear it. "Daddy's coming, little prince, " he whispered underneath his breath.

Once Loki entered the nursery, he made a beeline to his crib, of course, lifting the crying infant immediately up into his arms, "Oh my sweet boy..." and pressing a soft kiss on his black fuzz covered head.

"Daddy's here. I got you." He gently rocked Narfi and switched on the light; dimming it, so that he could carry him around the room.

His little snub nose was scrunched up; cheeks reddened from all the crying. Thick tears were running down his azure skin and dripping on his beige teddy bear onesie.

Loki tried to calm Narfi down and of course to find out the reason why he was crying. After checking and testing every possibility, he soon found out that he must be hungry.

Loki shifted the tiny boy, so that his head rested on his shoulder for support and stroked gently over his back in an attempt to reassure him further, while making his way to the kitchen. "Let's get you something to eat then, little prince."

Arrived at his destination, Loki grabbed a prepared bottle from the fridge and heated it up a bit, while still bouncing his baby son on his arm; kissing his small head repeatedly to give him the feeling of love and safety.

After a few minutes, Narfi's tiny hands flapped through the air; covering Loki's on the bottle. Seemingly, he was trying to hold the bottle on his own, causing the god to giggle softly. "Little prince, you can't hold the bottle alone yet. I know that you're a strong boy, but you're not that strong yet, trust me." He smiled down on him and took one of his hands in his bigger one; giving him his pointer finger to hold onto instead. "Here, you can hold on to daddy's finger, baby boy." The baby didn't let himself tell that twice, of course and grasped his father's digit tightly.

Once the milk had the perfect temperature, the god decided to go to the living room and sit down with him on the sofa.

"There we go, sweet boy." He bedded Narfi on his left arm and fed him the bottle with his right; gently pressing the soft silicone tip against his tiny lips. He was definitely hungry and started to suckle right away.

The prince watched over Narfi while he drank with so much adoration; his eyes unable to leave him.

He loved his son so so much, it hurt. This little human being was his everything. He, you and of course his princess.

When Narfi's tummy was full and his hunger satisfied, Loki went to the kitchen, cleaned up the bottle and returned with the drowsy baby on his arm to the living room. After all, he still had to burp him - but the task was done within a few minutes.

Instead of brining Narfi back to bed and tucking his son in, Loki laid him down on the sofa; a big, soft pillow underneath him. The god joined him then; laid on his stomach and propped himself up above Narfi with his forearms placed on each side of his small body.

The little boy smiled up at him with wide ruby eyes; clearly happy to see the face of his father. "You happy to see me, little prince?" A tiny finger vanished in his mouth as his eyes thoroughly look over Loki's face - who wore the biggest smile on his lips. Well, he always did when he looked at his children.

He repeated his actions a few times, before he took his small hand in his bigger one and went back to just admiring his son; taking in every detail. Loki wanted to carve everything his eyes saw in his mind. How his sweet, short, black fuzz curled itself on his head. How his long black whimpers framed his stunning ruby eyes. The little snub nose and his small, azure lips. He didn't care that it was in the middle of the night. He just wanted to have this moment with Narfi. With his son.

The god couldn't help himself but to take one of his small feet in his hand when he pulled his knees up to his belly; thumb tracing the even smaller toes.

Narfi lifted his other hand - the one which wasn't stuck in his mouth, up, and it landed, of course, on Loki's mouth; missing his eye by an hairsbreadth. The god chuckled and kissed his tiny palm, before blowing a raspberry against the soft skin; making him squeak and smile.

Loki smiled once more. His... He was his. The little boy that you gave him. Another, wonderful product of the pure, deep love you shared.

"What did I do to deserve such another wonderful gift? What did I do to deserve you, huh? My sweet, sweet baby boy." Narfi answered with a cute little noise and a huge smile. Another soft laugh left Loki's lips and the god played along his baby talk. "Oh yes? You think?" He squeaked and kicked his feet against his hand. "Smart, prince. And do you know how much I actually love you, little man?" Narfi's big eyes stared still into Loki's. With a smile, he dipped his head to pepper his face with small, gentle kisses. "I," kiss "Love," kiss "You," kiss "More," kiss "Than," kiss "Words," kiss "Can," kiss "Tell," kiss "I tried, Narfi. Believe me. But there are no words. Your big sister knows. In no language ever spoken on this realm, nor any other realm..." Loki looked down on his beautiful son; still admiring him, as he noticed how his eyelids grew heavier and heavier with each passing minute.

So he stood up again and lifted him in his arms; cradling him close against his chest, while swaying him gently from side to side .

"My prince..." Loki continued his speech from before. "I love you, sweet boy - with every beat of my heart and every breath I take. I love you more than the stars in the sky and all the nine realms together. I will love you forever, until the end of time and the collision of the universes. My love for you is unconditional and eternal. I promise you, that I will always be at your side. No matter what you do or where the path of life leads you. I will always be there, as long as I live." The god gently caressed his tiny cheek with the pad of his thumb; feeling his soft skin underneath his fingertip.

"I swear, that I will always protect you. If necessary, with my life. Yours and the ones of your mother and sister. I won't let anything ever happen to my family. Never."

Narfi had meanwhile loosened his grip on Loki's finger. His eyes had closed shut; breathing slow and even.

He smiled, stood up and carried him back to the nursery. Before he laid the infant down, he placed a soft kiss on his head.

"I love you," Loki mumbled against his fuzz and laid him carefully inside the crib.

With a last loving look on his son, he took the baby monitor and left the room again; switching off all the lights on the way and tiptoed back into the bedroom. To his sheer delight were you still sleeping peacefully. The god was very glad about it; happy to be able to help.

He smiled and switched on the baby monitor again, before he slipped back under the sheets and cuddled up to you; pulling you back against his chest.

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vbecker10 · 19 hours

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Could I request headcanons (or a little scenario if that's what you'd prefer) for loki befriending the new member of their team that can turn into a huge bear and she's used as their heavy hitter in fights but since a bear's sense of smell and hearing is much more sensitive than humans she has a tendency to get bad sensory overloads even in casual settings and shifting between forms sometimes leaves her in pain and just basically how they would bond over time and help her through her struggles. Thanks!

Help you Bear It

(I'm not proud of this pun but @soubi001 will be lol)

Pairing: Loki x female reader (Y/N)

Summary: As the newest member of the Avengers, you are desperate to prove yourself as a heavy hitter who can keep the others safe. You hide the pain you feel when shifting between your human and bear form during training sessions but while you are on your first mission in the field, Loki knows something is wrong. He tries to support you through your shift back to being human and is curious as to why you fight through the pain when you could just never shift again.

Warnings: fighting, minor injuries, anxiety, some sensory issues, pain when shifting forms, feeling useless, feeling like a monster, abandonment issues - don't worry, Loki is super comforting, fluff at the end

A/N: I'm so so sorry it took me forever to get to this request. I'm finally going through my requests and I thought this idea was super interesting. I sort of ran with it a bit so I hope you don't mind if it's a little different from your ask. Thank you for sending it! I hope you like it! 💚

lille bjørn - little bear in Norwegian (I asked Google so hopefully that's right lol)

You roar loudly, standing tall on your hind legs as Steve spins and throws his shield towards you. Swinging one of your massive claws, you easily swipe it from the air and send it to the ground with a heavy thud. Your attention is pulled from the Captain by the sound of Clint unleashing a series of arrows in your direction. Running on all fours, you avoid being struck as you close the distance between you and Steve.

Without his shield, Steve has little choice but to turn and run from you, hoping one of the others will distract you until he is armed again. Your head turns towards the sound of another series of arrows leaving Clint's bow and you easily change course. Out of the corner of your eye, you see a flash of red and know the God of Thunder has joined the fight. Your attention now shifts to finding Thor, you take a sniff of the cool air and growl when you catch his scent.

Stalking slowly to the tree he is hiding against, you keep one ear open listening to Steve's footsteps through the tall grass. Just as you reach the tree, another arrow zings past you and you stand on your hind legs for a better view of its origin. You finally see the archer, hidden in the thick leaves of a tree several yards away. He is too far for you to do anything at the moment but at least you've located him. Now back to the god and super soldier, you think, your lips curling to show your sharp teeth.

Lightning cracks overhead and the fur around your neck stands up in response, you let out a low growl. The thunder that follows is not enough to hide Steve's approach from behind and you turn to face him. Again, he throws his shield at you with as much force as he can but you swipe it away, embedding it into a nearby tree. With a roar, you charge forward but at the last second, you turn to your left just in time for Thor to land before you, his red cape fluttering around him in the breeze.

He dodges your charge, leaping out of the way but not in time. You reach for him with one of your large claws and pull him back to the ground by his ankle. He swears loudly in Asgardian as you slam him down on his back but before you can continue your attack, you hear Steve pull his shield free from the tree. Three more arrows fired in quick succession soar towards you, you swerve through them and keep your attention fixed on the Captain. Roaring as you run to meet him, he throws his shield for a third time and for a third time you cast it away.

He stands in front of you, ready to continue the fight without any weapons. You growl as your heavy frame collides with him and you send him backwards onto the ground. You rear up, ready to pin the barely conscious Captain America but your ears perk up, alerting you to the electricity in the air. You quickly lower yourself to be on all fours and move away from him just before lightning strikes where you had been. Thor once more lands just behind you, Mjolnir spinning by the leather handle. He charges towards you and you run to meet him.

You rear up on your hind legs, narrowly avoiding being hit by Mjolnir as Thor releases it. Before it can return to him, you throw your weight forward and force him to the ground on his back causing him to miss catching it. It slams through a tree and buried itself into the ground in a hail of splinters. You loom over Thor, your paws pinning him to the dirt as you roar inches from his face.

He looks up at you then yells, "I yield! I yield."

You sit back immediately and the forest around you fades away. Stark white tiles replace the lush grass, the sun brightens into a row of LED lights on the high ceiling and the sound of birds is turned off. You look to your left and watch the rest of the team applaud and cheer your final test through the floor to ceiling glass wall.

Loki cheers the loudest as the replay of you slamming Thor into the ground is shown on a loop on one of the monitors. "That's how it feels!" he says excitedly, getting up from his seat. He laughs to himself and ignores the judgmental looks from Tony and Fury.

You walk over to Steve and nudge him lightly with your nose as he stands slowly. "I yield too," he says with a light laugh, rubbing the back of his head with one hand and the top of your head with his other hand. "Good job, Y/N," he smiles.

You lay down and rest near the rear of the training room, watching the team leave as they talk and laugh with each other. As soon as the door shuts and the room is empty, you close your eyes and with a deep breath you begin to focus on shifting to your human form. The process is extremely painful and you've been told it's hard to watch so you plan on sparing the others from witnessing it for as long as possible.

You lift your head, suddenly feeling as if someone is in the room with you but as your shift progresses, your senses are overwhelmed and hard to control. With a final roar of pain fading into a groan of agony, you kneel on the floor, fully human again and exhausted.

On shaky legs, you walk over to where you left your backpack and sit heavily on the floor, resting your back against the wall. You grab a bottle of water, drinking the whole thing at once then tear open your protein bar. Your ear twitches and you look up, the feeling of being watched returns. You catch a faint green mist settling near the door but you shake your head when you don't see anyone, assuming your simply exhausted and take a bite of your protein bar.

The next morning you sit between Loki and Steve on the jet, heading to your first mission. Your leg bounces nervously and you chew on your lip until Steve taps your shoulder and pulls you from your anxious thoughts.

"Try to relax," he says in a brotherly tone.

You nod but continue to bounce your leg which happens to be resting against Loki's.

"Will you please stop that," he Loki says few minutes later. You instantly stop moving your leg and make eye contact with the God of Mischief.

"Sorry," you mumble and look down quickly. You place your hands on your knees and take a deep breath to try and calm your nerves.

"Thank you," he says calmly as he lowers his eyes back to his book.

"Almost there," Natasha calls over her shoulder from the pilot's seat of the jet.

"Great, thanks Nat," Steve responds as he gets up. "You ready?" he asks, standing over you.

"Mmhmm," you nod. You force yourself to keep your eyes on Steve as you feel Loki's eyes fix on you.

"Are you going to..." Steve waves his hand vaguely at you.

"Shift?" you guess and he nods. "Uh... yea, I mean not right now though," you let out a nervous laugh. "Having a bear on a jet doesn't sound like a great idea right? I'll do it when we land."

"Makes sense," Steve agrees easily with a shrug and leaves you to take the copilot seat next to Natasha.

Loki leans towards you and in a hushed voice says, "Remember to stay calm, lille bjørn. You bested my brother and the captain. You will do well today."

You look up at him but his eyes have returned to his book. "Thanks," you tell him, feeling both stunned by his compliment and a bit more confident. He nods in response and you think you see a faint smile on his lips but he doesn't look up until Steve tells you both you will be landing in five minutes.

"We need to get to the computers they have in basement," Steve says as he catches his shield, spins and sends it flying down the hallway again.

Loki raises his hand and with a green glow, throws three Hydra soldiers into a wall, knocking them unconscious. "Y/N and I can hold them back while you and Widow retrieve the files," Loki offers as he sends two more soldiers flying towards you.

You roar in agreement as you turn your attention to the men Loki sent your way. You pin one to the ground and bite his shoulder before swiping the other across the chest with your claw.

"Sounds like a plan," Natasha says as she follows Steve to the door leading to the stairwell.

Loki creates two duplicates, each armed with daggers to block the path to the door. You turn then rear up on your hind legs and slam a soldier to the ground before he is able to take a shot at Loki.

"Nicely done, lille bjørn," he smiles before a duplicate throws a dagger at another Hydra soldier standing behind you.

Fifteen minutes later, Loki's radio crackles with static and he groans in annoyance as he tries to adjust it with one hand while sending a soldier into a wall with his other hand. "Repeat that captain," he says into the radio.

You lift your head to look towards Loki, your paws resting on the chest of the man pinned under you. More static comes through the radio and Loki looks at you with a shrug, his duplicates vanishing as the hallway seems to be empty. In an instant, you move off the soldier you have on the ground and charge towards Loki.

"What-" he tries to ask as you pass him, grabbing the soldier behind him by the neck and bringing him to the ground. You turn your head to look at Loki over your shoulder and he opens his mouth to speak but the radio crackles again.

"Loki-" Steve's voice can barely be heard over the static. "Run- detonated-"

"We can't understand you," Loki says, you can hear the concern in his voice as you walk towards him on all fours. You lift your head and sniff the air, drawing Loki's attention. "What's wrong Y/N?" he asks even though he's knows you can't answer him.

"You need to leave-" Steve's voice comes through clearer. "They detonated the self-destruction protocol! The stairwell is blocked-" the static returns. "Natasha and I-" he cuts out. "We're almost out but you need to leave!"

Your ears perk as a faint beeping grows steadily louder and you can no longer smell any approaching Hydra soldiers. You nudge Loki hard with your nose and force him to start moving, guiding him back the way you had entered the base. You can hear the count down clock but have no way of letting Loki know how little time is left. He runs next to you, relying on your sense of smell to track the multiple hallways you had followed to lead you this deep into the building.

You suddenly realize there isn't enough time for you to reach the exit, the building is going to come down around you both. You stop short in front of one of the containment labs and Loki nearly runs into you.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" he asks. You stand on your hind legs and push him into the room. He staggers backwards and catches his balance before he falls. "We need to-" you interrupt his words by slamming your paw into the control panel, causing the large metal door to slam shut.

A moment later the building shakes violently and you position yourself over Loki to protect him from falling debris. Alarms blare as the explosion rips through the base and you close your eyes. When you open them again, there is dust in the air and sparks fly from torn cables and wires in the ceiling. You quickly move yourself away from Loki and he looks at you in stunned silence.

Loki gets up, dusting himself off before he moves to the metal door. You slowly walk to a nearby wall and lay down on the ground to rest. He tries to open the door but between the broken control panel and the damage it sustained during the blast, it's no use. He sits next to you, his back against the wall as the radio sparks to life.

"You guys ok?!" Steve asks in a frantic voice.

"We are unharmed," Loki confirms then he looks at you. "Y/N found us somewhere to be protected from the blast but unfortunately we seem to be stuck."

You hang you head in exhaustion and listen to them talk.

"Nat called Tony and the rest of the team. They're on their way but it could be a few hours until we can get you out," Steve tells him. "Just hang tight."

Loki rolls his eyes and sets down the radio, keeping his eyes on you, he says, "Looks like we may be here a while."

You nod in agreement but barely move. You have never been in your bear form for this long before nor have you spent this long constantly fighting and running. You rest your head on your paws and close your eyes.

"Maybe you should become human again," he suggests. "Not that you are not wonderful company as a bear, but you are a bit easier to talk to when you can actually... well talk." He laughs lightly at the last part.

You lift your head to look at him but lower it again slowly. As much as you need to shift back to your human form, you are almost too tired to even think of the pain that awaits you. You know the longer you wait to shift, the worse the pain will be but you just want to sleep.

You finally give into him and push yourself up on all fours, walking away from him with your head hung low. He stays where he is, watching you closely. When you look over your shoulder he lowers his gaze to the floor but not before you see the concern in his eyes.

He is quiet for a moment and says, "I won't watch, if that is what is stopping you." You shake your head no and he sighs. "Do you not want to shift because of how torturous it seems?" You nod without looking at him, unsure how he figured it out when the rest of the team is still in the dark. "Y/N, you are clearly exhausted," he says, touching your fur gently. "You should shift back so you can rest. This form is taking a heavy toll on you."

You move as far from him as you can in the confined space. Closing your eyes, you begin to focus on your breathing, drawing in slow deep breaths as you start the excruciating process of shifting. Your bones feel as if they are breaking and splintering as they shrink to fit your smaller human form. Your muscles ache and cramp from overuse as your extraordinary strength fades away. A growl of pain escapes you as your joints crack and force your body into a more human-like position on your knees.

You curl up in a near fetal position as your body returns to its human form but your senses remain that of a bear. Covering your ears with your hands, you desperately try to block out the smallest sounds which are now amplified. The faint buzzing of the remaining overhead lights, the soft static of Loki's radio, the sparks from the frayed wires. Squeezing your eyes shut, you attempt to protect yourself from how bright the room suddenly seems even thought most of the lights are broken. The smell of smoke, sweat and blood fills your nose and you can do nothing to stop it. You cry out in pain, wishing it would end and all at once, it does.

You try to take a slow, deep breath and are surprised at how easily your lungs open to take in the air. Your heart rate slows and you push yourself into a seated position on the dust covered floor. The sounds and smells that overwhelmed you only seconds ago are gone and you immediately know why.

Loki kneels on the ground in front of you, his eyes locked on yours. A bright green glow emanates from his hands and surrounds you, easing your pain and calming your senses. "Is this helping?" he asks in a low voice and you nod, trying to hold back your tears.

"Why didn't you tell me or anyone else how excruciating this is for you?" he asks, his voice full of worry as he lowers his hands.

You answer quietly, "I can't." Loki is the first person you have allowed to see you shift in almost ten years and it makes you feel vulnerable. You try to stand, wanting to be alone but it's too soon after your shift and you lose your balance.

He catches you in his arms and helps you sit against the wall, your legs still shaking. He sets himself next to you and you lift your head as he waves his hand with another green flourish. "Eat, lille bjørn," he says gently as he hands you a protein bar and sets a bottle of water next to you.

You take a bite of the protein bar and realize it is the one you brought with you. Almost to yourself you say, "I left these on the jet."

"I took your bag," he says as your backpack appears next to him.

"Why?" you take another bite, too tired and hungry to be as annoyed as you want to be at the knowledge that he took your things.

He shifts, crossing his legs as he rubs his hands together, his eyes focused on them. "I knew you would need them. I saw you... in the gym after your final test," he admits and your heart plummets realizing what he saw.

"You saw me...?" you echo his words.

"I didn't mean to," he assures you quickly but it does little to ease your discomfort. You were embarrassed enough that he watched you shift when you knew he was here but for him to have seen you without you knowing was almost to much. He wipes away a tear as it runs down your cheek. "I'm sorry," he says but you don't respond. "I had forgotten something in the training room and when I saw you on the ground like that... I was afraid you were hurt in the fight, you seemed to be in so much pain."

"It wasn't from the fight," you say quietly but you know he already knows that.

"How can you continue to shift when it is so obviously painful for you?" he asks genuinely curious. You ignore his question and finish your bottle of water as he makes a second appear. "You should tell them how hard this is for you," he continues. "You know they would understand if you had to stop."

"No. I can't tell them," you argue quietly and he sighs. "I need to shift. It's hard to explain but... I have to prove that when I'm a bear I can protect my friends and keep the team safe. I have to show everyone that I'm not..." you pause and Loki shifts closer to you, his arm wraps around your shoulder as he gently pulls you towards him. "I need to prove I'm not a monster," you finish, looking down as you bring your knees to your chest.

"Who in this realm could possibly think someone as kind and protective as you could be anything close to a monster?" he asks, his voice laced with true shock. "And that is coming from someone who has quite a lot of experience with the term," he adds trying to ease the tension you feel.

You look up at him and he wipes away another tear. You close your eyes and rest your head against his chest for a moment while you gather your thoughts. He sits quietly, letting you take as much time as you need, his fingers slowly move up and down your arm.

Keeping your eyes closed, you lean into Loki's comforting touch and decide to tell him something you've only ever told one person almost 20 years ago. "The first time I shifted... I was ten," you tell him and he continues to hold you close as you open your eyes.

"My class went on a field trip to the zoo. I remember being so excited that morning," you tell him with a faint smile that fades as you continue. "We spent all day there... my mom even chaperoned," he shifts a bit so he can look at you curiously. "Sometimes parents would come to help the teacher keep track of all the students," you explain and he nods without a word.

"We got to the grizzly bear exhibit and..." you shake your head as the memories flood back. "I don't know how it happened, I didn't mean to but I somehow shifted. I remember pain, excruciating pain and then everyone was screaming. I tried to talk, to tell them it was just me but all I could do was growl. The other students in my class were terrified of me. Everyone was running from me, the students, the teacher, the other parents."

"What about your mother?" he asks.

"My mom..." you say slowly and Loki senses your hesitation. He waits patiently for you to continue, he places a gentle kiss on the top of your head and you look up at him, surprised by the gesture. He gives you a small smile but you can tell he seems worried about his question.

"My mom was so scared," you confirm his fears. "I tried to talk to her, I tried to ask her what was happening because I was scared too but it only came out as roars and growls. She kept moving away from me. I just wanted a hug..." you shake your head and begin to cry more freely. "I scratched her face with my claw when I reached for her then one of the zookeepers came running to... to protect her from me."

"Your mother left you there?" you can hear the anger in his voice.

Loki easily pulls you onto his lap and you turn your face so you can bury yourself against his chest. He rubs your back gently and you sit up after a moment, wiping your eyes. You look up at him and continue, needing to finish. "He shot me with a dart or something, I guess," you shrug. "I woke up a few hours later. It was dark outside and I was human again but I was trapped alone in a small cage. I screamed for I don't know how long but no one came."

You nod, "The next morning someone from Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters came to pick me up. I never saw my parents again after that. I swear never meant to hurt my mom or scare anyone... I was just so afraid and no one could understand me, no one wanted to help."

He hugs you close and you cling to him, "I'm so sorry my lille bjørn." He touches your cheek gently and lifts your head so you are looking at him. "I understand more than most your desire to not be seen as a monster but I want you to know I never saw you in that light. No one on the team could possibly think you are anything other than amazing and if they do, I will personally set them straight about the matter," he says and you feel a smile creep across your lips. He strokes your cheek and says, "I know it will be pointless to continue to plead with you to stop shifting..."

You nod in agreement and quickly sit up, "I can manage the pain. It only hurts for a little while I promise." He looks concerned still and you add, "Please don't tell the team."

"I know this is something you think you need to do," you nod again. "And I will not tell them under one condition," he says calmly. His fingers lift your chin so you are looking into his eyes. "You have to promise you will let me help you," he says.

"Like you did before?" you ask, referring to when he held back your pain after shifting.

You nods, "I can dull your pain and dampen your senses as you shift. You are too sweet and caring to experience something so horrific for simply trying to help others."

"My little bear," he says as his radio crackles and Steve announces the team will have you both out in half an hour.

You blush at his words but he doesn't let you hide your face as he asks, "Do we have a deal?"

"Its a deal," you laugh quietly.

He smiles and pulls you against his chest again, kissing your forehead lightly. You giggle and look up at him suddenly wishing he would kiss your lips. As if he heard your thoughts, his hand finds your cheek again and he gently brings his lips to yours. "My lille bjørn," he calls you as you rest with your arms around him.

"What does that mean?" you finally ask.

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Keeping Score {TVA!Loki x Female Reader One-Shot}

Cee's Loki Fic Masterlist / AO3 Link

Pairing : TVA!Loki x Female Reader

Summary : You’re stressed, you’re exhausted, you’re sick and tired of absolutely everything right now. Loki decides that the best way to distract you from all of that is to make you count how many times he makes you come.

W/c : 2.2k words

Content / Warnings : Soft Dom!Loki, established relationship, smut, fingering.

Author's Note : Welp. Since I’ve been just a massive ball of stress and nerves lately, I thought I’d write something about Loki’s lap to help calm me down. (Spoilers: It just made me riled up in a very different way. Oops!) Enjoy! <3

18+ Only - Minors DNI

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“How many times is that now, darling?”

Loki’s question sounded like it came from dozens of miles away even though he’d murmured it directly against the shell of your ear. His words sloshed in your head as it lolled back against his broad shoulder, and your shaky breath caught in your throat. Sweat coated your brow, your heart thundered in your chest. Your muscles clenched uncontrollably, and your toes felt like they’d been curled into a permanent and formally unnatural position. Your thighs, spread wide and dangling over each armrest of his tufted wingback chair, trembled and shook helplessly.

Behind you, Loki’s presence was even, firm, solid. You could feel the steady thrum of his heart against your back, his restrained breath ghosting against your neck in a constant rhythm. Despite the cool aura he normally projected, you knew he was just as excited as you were - from the way his thighs tensed underneath yours, to how his rock-hard cock throbbed against your bare ass from underneath his trousers. His voice was low and hoarse, but still measured, still somewhat under his control - but he was absolutely loving this little game.

“Well, pet? Are you going to answer me or not?”

A soft little moan was all you could manage to respond with. You desperately wanted to answer, but right now, you simply lacked the brainpower to give a coherent one. Divine and relentless pleasure still radiated up and down your spine with each featherlight stroke of his fingers against your soaked cunt; he hadn’t stopped touching you since the last one, and you felt like you were liquefying in his lap; maintaining a solid form in the presence of all this ecstasy was just too much effort.

And that was exactly what you had asked for tonight, wasn’t it?

Specifically, what you had said was that you didn’t want to be capable of thinking for a while. You wanted to be so very drunk and dumb, from both lust and pleasure, to be so thoroughly touched and explored that the stress of TVA case files and incident reports and the perpetual lies over your very own existence were nothing more than a distant memory.

Due dates, timelines, the anxieties of life itself, and the horrors of the massive problems the TVA currently faced - you wanted it all to mean nothing to you anymore. Just for a moment, you wanted a tiny flicker of peace inside this wretched little cosmos, and your lover was the only one who could give that to you.

Loki, of course, had then turned that request into a delightful little game: how many times could he make you come before you simply lost count of them all?

After your quick and enthusiastic agreement to this evening’s activity, you soon found yourself seated comfortably in the God of Mischief’s lap. His nimble fingers had removed your clothing in a flash, leaving you bare and exposed while he remained in his normal TVA uniform - just the way you liked it. You absolutely loved being naked while he remained clothed; for some strange reason, it reminded you that no matter the problem, that no matter how dire the circumstances seemed, Loki still had everything under control - and that made your lack of it so very comforting.

Once you were ready, he’d started off by cupping your breasts while he kissed your neck. Both thumbs brushed delicately against your quickly stiffening nipples, and you’d squirmed in his lap while your cunt clenched around nothing. Instinctively, you’d moved to squeeze your thighs together and give yourself some kind of pressure to roll against, but Loki had instantaneously put a stop to that. His large hand had gripped the inside of your thigh and separated it from the other, and you could feel his hungry eyes devouring the sight of your rapidly dripping sex from over your shoulder.

From there, his other hand snaked its way down, over your ribs and down past your belly to graze your clit. He’d moved slowly, taking his time to thoroughly tease and stimulate the area, caressing gently back and forth with just the barest hint of pressure. On the next pass through, he pressed a little bit harder, collecting your ever-growing arousal and spreading it around with his fingertips. He’d let out a groan of appreciation, so deep and so feral, that it had made you come for the first time tonight.

It wasn’t a big orgasm, but it was enough to stretch and loosen the muscles of your body, leaving you relaxed, comfortably warm and somewhat limp in his lap; a nice little warm-up climax, Loki had always called it. With a devilish grin, he’d calmed and soothed your mind until it passed, whispering sweet nothings and reassurances while you’d trembled. And once it was over, he’d repeat the process again, upping the ante with each cycle, pressing a little bit harder and moving a little bit faster, cranking the intensity of each subsequent climax higher and higher.

He’d alternate increasing the speed of his fingers, their angle, and then their depth. The filth he’d whisper as he drew each orgasm out would become even dirtier, and the praise he’d murmured afterwards would somehow be way more celestial and glorious than it had any right to be. The ambrosian tones in his voice rolled in waves, from rough to demulcent, shifting in sync with the euphoric fireworks all bursting simultaneously inside your spine, and then simmering patiently together before the next spark set them off again.

“Come on, love. Don’t tell me the game is over already…” As his lips grazed the cartilage of you ear, you let out a dazed whimper. The hand gripping your thigh slid up to your throat, and his fingers extended to tilt your chin towards him. He knew full well that the game wasn’t over yet, because your safe word was still tucked securely in its bed - and there was no way you were going to utter it now.

The blurred angles of your beautiful God danced within your heady vision. Your eyelids fluttered open and closed, trying to will his features to become fixed again so you could admire him fully. Eventually his lopsided brow slowly came into view, arched perfectly over his deep green and wandering eyes. A roguish glint had etched itself deep inside his irises, and his lips were curled in a esurient but disciplined manner. He was gorgeous and stoic, sensual and vivacious, and he could easily do this all night if you had wanted him to.

A heavy breath tumbled from your parted lips, and your answer was both murmured and dreamy. “No…no, it’s not over yet…”

“That’s good. That’s very good…” Loki hummed his approval, softly dragging his knuckles along your cheek. “But I’m still going to need a number, darling…how many times have you come undone on my fingers tonight?”

He punctuated his question with a slight increase of pressure against your clit, and you shuddered in response. The backs of your thighs pulled against the leathered armrests of his chair as you shifted in his lap, and your fingers clenched tighter around the straps of his sword holster. Your hips writhed uncontrollably with the circular motions of his fingers, and you moaned out something incoherent, hoping that would suffice for the time being.

“Such a silly little girl…” Loki teased with a chuckle. His fingers shifted tempo, adding speed along with the increased pressure. “We both know that was nonsense…”

“Jesus Christ, I - ” Your gasp was cut off by another moan, and your lower half arched itself off from his lap to roll harder against his touch. Another orgasm was building quickly, and you craved it like the sea needed the sky.

“Close, but that’s not quite my name, nor what I asked for…” Loki tsked. His words oozed elegance and charm, in direct contrast to the image of you spread wide in his chair, your slickened and swollen cunt still begging for even more stimulation somehow.

“Oh, fuck - Loki!” you moaned as he changed tactics and slipped two fingers inside you. This time your eyes shot open to watch as he buried them, and then slowly drew them out. Arousal coated the digits, sparkling in the dim candlelight of your private quarters, and then he was calmly pushing them back in again. You clenched hard around his fingers and felt yourself growing even more impossibly wet as they curled and effortlessly reached all the right places to make the next orgasm that much more powerful.

“Answer me, girl,” he groaned, becoming more breathless himself as you became more excited. He pressed his lips against your ear and buried his nose against your scalp. “Give me the number…”

“Six! Five! Seventeen!” you cried out, not caring if any of them were the right answer. Your heartbeat was out of control, your lungs were heaving for oxygen as gasoline filled your veins. Every bit of you was tightened, clenched, stiff and sticky. His fingers were relentless, pushing you to your absolute limits, and you wanted to exist in this blissful state for the rest of your life.

“Oh, you’re such a dirty, filthy girl. You love this, don’t you?” He slipped another finger inside you. Three of them now stroked you from the inside, over and over again, while his thumb continued massaging your clit on the outside. “You love coming, you love being a mess, you love being so lecherous, don’t you?”

Your eyes rolled back into your head as his other hand curled around your throat again. The words TVA no longer had any meaning to you. You forgot your own name, you forgot his name. There was nothing left inside your brain, and the pleasure was so intense that you couldn’t even remember why you’d wanted this in the first place. “Once! Twice! 87 times!”

Loki laughed, and suddenly withdrew his fingers to delicately caress your clit with them instead. “Come now, pet. We both know those aren’t the right answers…”

The lack of pressure was jarring, and your eyes widened in shock. You let out the most pathetic of whimpers, slamming your hand on top of his in a desperate plea for his previous pace to resume, but it was pointless. He wouldn’t acquiesce.

“What if I don’t let you come again until you answer correctly, hmm? Would you like that?”

You whimpered again, squirming and shifting to get the pressure back. You turned, nuzzling your face against his without caring about how pathetic you looked. “Please? Please let me come again?”

Loki groaned, and pulled you back down to sitting. Your full weight was back on his legs and hips, and his cock was somehow even harder than it had even been before. “Fine. I’ll give you a hint, love…Not once, not twice, not three times…”

His breath was heady and hot against your lips. He was dying to make you come again, just as much as you were ready to explode. That was what separated him from everyone else, and just one of the things that had made you forever devoted to this God of Chaos.

“Four…” you whispered correctly. “Four times…”

As soon as the last syllable was uttered, Loki was crushing his lips against yours. His fingers slipped back inside you, and he kissed and fucked you until your fifth orgasm reached its precipice. A bolt of lightning shot up your spine, burning and convulsing every muscle you had as you came again, harder than any other time before.

In your mind, the seas parted and the clouds disappeared. An aurora unleashed itself between the tendrils of your nerves, and your entire body thrashed in sheer and utter pleasure. Loki held you firm as you spasmed in his lap, wrapping one arm around your waist as his fingers pumped for a few more moments, then slowly withdrew to caress you so very gently in a soothing motion.

You shivered and melted, moaning and whimpering against his lips as they moved to your cheek and then down to your neck. His heart thundered against your back, and his breath was as shaky as yours while you tried to recover. Your thighs were still shaking uncontrollably when he gently guided them off the armrests and pushed them closed.

“I love you…” you murmured dizzily as he turned you to nestle back against his chest. He was so strong and comfortable and protective like this, and he smelled like stardust and the deepest, greenest forest.

Could you actually remember what forests smelled like, or were you just dreaming that you could? It didn’t matter; they were all the same thing, after all.

“I love you too…” Loki answered softly. His lips brushed against your temple, and his secure arms wrapped tightly around you.

Loki - that was his name. That was the only thing in your head now. Deadlines and existential dread were nothing more than faint nightmares, long since forgotten. A thing of the past, a thing you’d just made up one night when your imagination got away from you.

Loki was now the only thing that mattered, the only thing worth focusing on. And that was basically what you had asked for, wasn’t it?

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