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loki-is-my-kink-awakening · 1 year

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For the @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt: Didn't Mean It

All In A Day's Work

Fandom: Loki

Pairing: Loki x Mobius

Rating: Mature

Tags: inappropriate sexual behaviour in the workplace, HR forms, cockwarming, Loki doing what he wants.

Summary: HR manager Mobius gets fed up of Loki being sent to see him, but he comes up with a solution.

Inspired by @wolfpup026 and @textsfromthetva

Mobius sighed, putting his pen down on the mountain of HR complaints in front of him, each one more ridiculous than the last.

“This is the third time this week you’ve been sent to see me and it isn’t even Wednesday yet,” he bemoaned. This was going to take him hours to go through the paperwork.

Across the desk, Loki gave a knowing smirk. He had the collar of his jacket turned up, despite it going against company uniform policy.

“I didn’t mean to cause you such distress,” he hummed.

“Well, what did you think would happen when you told Casey how cute he looked bent over the delivery crates?” Mobius folded his arms, ready for yet another bullshit excuse. He’d lost count of how many he’d heard.

Loki scoffed. “I didn’t mean any of it in a serious way. It just slipped out my mouth.”

“But it keeps on happening,” Mobius griped. He absentmindedly unbuttoned his sleeves and began rolling up his sleeves.

“Hmmm, those look delightful,” Loki purred, licking his lips as his eyes raked over Mobius’ bare arms.

“See, this is exactly the kind of thing you shouldn’t be saying,” Mobius stated, banging his palm off the desk louder than he meant to. He winced at the noise.

“This is the only time I’ve meant it,” Loki retorted back smoothly. He leaned forward, putting a hand right beside Mobius’, pinkies almost touching.

Mobius frowned. “Loki, this is hardly appropriate workplace behaviour…”

“And when are you ever not working, hmmm? You never leave this office, not even to take lunch.”

“I’m in here doing all the paperwork for your ridiculous ‘pranks’ that are upsetting everyone. You need to stop.”

“Make me.” The words breathed across Mobius’ face, making him shiver. He blinked. His shoulder rose, tensing up.

“What?”

“Make me,” Loki repeated. He brushed his pinkie against Mobius’.

“It’s not appropriate to make those kinds of statements, nevermind have a workplace relationship.”

“Yes, yes. You’ve said that before,” Loki said, waving his hand around. He got up, perching on the desk and leaning over him. “I’d jack this job in a heartbeat if you said yes to going out with me.”

Mobius sat back, putting space between them. He rubbed his hands over his eyes.

Loki had been sent on numerous courses to learn better behaviours, but none had been effective. All that had happened was more mess for Mobius to clean up.

He stared at the piles of paperwork. Sure, most of it was Loki’s, but not all of it. Even if it had been halved, the work would keep him here most of the day.

His eyes widened as an idea formed in his head.

“What if I offered you a different role? One that involves sorting out my paperwork.”

Loki looked at him, then glanced over the piles on the desk, and on the floor. “And if I say no?”

“Then the deals off. No date.”

Mobius started closing all the open files in front of him, then stacking them into a neat pile.

He could practically hear Loki’s brain whirring, thinking through his options.

“Okay, fine. I’ll do it.”

“Great,” Mobius said cheerily. “You can start over there.”

Hours later, there was a knock at the door.

“What is it?” Mobius called out, grabbing a pen and making squiggles on a piece of paper.

The door creaked open, revealing Bea. “Don’t you mean, who?”

Mobius shook his head, still pretending to write and refusing to look her in the eye. “I don’t, no. Anything I can help with?”

“Just dropping off these.” She gestured to another pile of forms in her arms. “Only just got them. More Loki complaints. Where is he? I thought he was working with you now.”

“Oh, he is. He’s just… busy,” Mobius explained weakly. His voice sounded thicker than usual. He gave a cough, clearing his throat, then pointed at a table by the door. “Just drop those there. I’ll get to them later.”

Bea nodded. “Do you need a hand with anything?”

Once again, Mobius shook his head. “I’m completely fine, Bea. Thank you.”

It seemed to take forever for Bea to get out of the room. Mobius could feel the sweat roll down his brow.

He should never have let himself be talked into this.

Underneath the table, Loki squirmed, shifting on his knees. He swallowed around Mobius’ length.

“When I offered you a job, I thought we’d get more work done,” he sighed, carding a hand through the mess of curls.

Loki moaned around him, making Mobius curse. Then he squeezed his hand against his thigh once, indicating a positive response.

“Sure, I know you are quite happy there. Just keep being good while I finish up these reports, then later we can go for dinner.”

Another squeeze. Mobius found it hard to draw his eyes off Loki. Even with his crumbled shirt and tangled hair—cooped up in the small cramped space beneath his desk—he looked good.

Mobius also appreciated the quiet. Loki sure did talk a lot and this seemed like the best option.

As he ran a thumb underneath Loki’s eyes, wiping away the tears from his cheek, Mobius wondered if he could keep doing this every single day.

Loki had spent most of his working life in this office anyway, and now he had ‘help’ of a kind. Maybe this would work out after all.

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suguru-getos · 8 months

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⠀꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |⠀୧⠀kinktober 2023⠀୨⠀꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |

-> a/n: hi lovelies, please find the kinktober masterlist down below !! 🩶

tighnari x f! reader -> cunnilingus

alhaitham x f! reader -> mutual masturbation

cyno x f! reader -> somnophilia

neuvillette x f! reader -> impact play

scaramouche x f! reader -> edging

neuvillette x f! reader -> denial

ayato x f! reader -> bondage

hawks x f! reader -> cockwarming

itachi x f! reader -> makeup sex

gojo x f! reader -> hate sex

gojo x getou x f! reader -> threesome

hawks x f! reader -> nipple play

hawks x f! reader -> thigh riding

gojo x f! reader -> aftercare

loki x f! reader -> mirror sex

loki x f! reader -> cnc

suguru geto x f! reader -> clamps

bakugou x f! reader -> overstimulation

tartaglia x f! reader -> 69

kaveh x f! reader -> brat taming

neuvillette x f! reader -> ruts

gojo satoru x f! reader -> daddy kink

neuvillette x f! reader -> aftercare

geto suguru x f! reader -> size kink

wriothesley x f! reader -> degradation

itachi uchiha x f! reader -> breeding kink

yandere hawks x f! reader -> ruts

yakuza toji x f! reader -> dacryphilia

geto suguru x f! reader -> wax play

geto suguru x f! reader -> semi-public sex

aizawa x f! reader -> bdsm

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myfictionaldreams · 1 year

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😈Kinktober Masterlist 2022

Better late than never, am I right? Hello my dears, welcome to my first ever Kinktober and only a month late!

I hope you enjoy them as much as I’ve enjoyed writing them. Warnings will be included in each fic, so please read these before proceeding.

main masterlists // AO3

Day 1: Hair pulling ~ Eddie Munson x f!reader

Day 2: Mommy kink ~ Steven Grant x f!reader

Day 3: Double penetration ~ Steve / Bucky x f!reader

Day 4: Begging ~ Frank Castle x f!reader

Day 5: Clothed sex ~ Loki x f!reader

Day 6: Menstruation ~ Bucky x f!reader

Day 7: Milking ~ James Potter x f!reader

Day 8: Fucking Machines ~ Helmut Zemo x f!reader

Day 9: Anal Sex ~ Tony Stark x f!reader

Day 10: Overstimulation ~ Lee Bodecker x f!reader

Day 11: Sensory Deprivation ~ Jake Lockley x f!reader

Day 12: Ruined Orgasm ~ Mafia! Steve Rogers x f!reader

Day 13: Fisting ~ Sirius Black x f!reader

Day 14: Orgasm Denial/Delay ~ Remus Lupin x f!reader

Day 15: Begging ~ Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Day 16: First Time ~ Steven Grant x f!reader

Day 17: Magic ~ Draco Malfoy x f!reader

Day 18: Cockwarming ~ Professor Remus Lupin x f!reader

Day 19: Dacryphilia ~ Eddie Munson x f!reader

Day 20: Breeding ~ Frank Castle x f!reader

Day 21: Praise Kink ~ Marc Spector x f!reader

Day 22: Size Difference ~ James / Sirius x f!reader

Day 23: Hate Fucking ~ Helmut Zemo x f!reader

Day 24: Choking ~ Steve / Bucky x f!reader

Day 25: Face Sitting ~ Eddie Munson x f!reader

Day 26: Somnophilia ~ Lee Bodecker x f!reader

Day 27: Keeping Quiet ~ Draco Malfoy x f!reader

Day 28: Car Sex ~ Jake Lockley x f!reader

Day 29: Aftercare ~ The marauders x f!reader

Day 30: Squirting ~ Steve Rogers x f!reader

Day 31: Voyeurism/Exhibitionist~ Remus + Sirius/James x f!reader

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lokiandbuckysdoll · 10 months

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Cockwarming Loki

Summary: You ask Loki if you could cock warm him.

Paring: Loki X ChamberMaid! Reader

Word count: 1.5k+

Warnings: 18+!! smut, unprotected sex, sir kink, cock warming, slight mention and an indication of dom/sub dynamic, riding Lokis cock, spanking,tiny fluff at the end, overuse of the words cock and pet (sorry not sorry), love confession ish. ^ I think that's all but as always please let me know if I forgot to tag something!

A/N 1: This is inspired by @sarahscribbles Loki takeover with this question, and this is also my submission to her 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 I use fluff prompt: "It's you. It's always been you." and Smut prompt: "I told you that you would start begging eventually.".

I also dedicated this to @loopsisloops as well :)

A/N 2: This is my first time writing something like this so I hope you don't have high expectations because I feel like this could b better !! 💀

Loki's relationship with you was peculiar, not just friends, but more than just his maid. "Lovers" wasn't the right word to describe it either, but deep down you both knew there was something more going on between you two than just sex.

When it came to sex, you were Loki's and he ensured you knew it; you were his pet and plaything. He has demonstrated and exposed you to a variety of things. You were his submissive and he was your dominant, and you both entrusted each other with the mental and physical parts of your body.

Since Loki was the one who usually brought you new things to try and teach you, imagine his surprise when you approached him and asked if you may try to cockwarm him. He was nearly at a loss for words until he remembered you were his tiny pet, and where could you learn about such a thing? You weren't stupid when it came to sexual actions, but you'd never been one to make a recommendation.

" Do you want to cockwarm me, darling? I'm not against the idea, but where did you get that word, mhm?" He questioned, his voice amused, as he anticipated your response.

You cast a bashful glance up at him as you shift from your right to your left foot. "I read it in one of your books, and I was wondering if you wanted me to try to cockwarm you because it's something we haven't done." You stood there uneasily staring at him, waiting for him to respond.

"I see, well pet, let's not wait to try it," Loki stated, quickly undressing both of you as he led you to his desk. He sat in his chair, patting his lap, and invited you to sit on him. You walked forward, hesitantly, and went to straddle him; once fully straddled, you grasped his throbbing cock in your hand, stroking him a few times before sinking directly on top of him.

You let out a short sigh as he was now completely inside of you; it was so nice to feel him stretch you out even in this position. "Does it make you feel good?" His face held a smirk, and his tone of voice was sarcastic. You responded with a nod, but he didn't like it. "Words, pet," he exclaimed as he slapped your behind, forcing you to yelp. "Yes sir, "it feels good!." You responded quickly.

" Good now, remain still because I need to get some papers signed," he said, summoning his work on his desk with his magic. You maintained comfortably for a while, loving the sensation of him filling you up, however as you always did, you grew needy.

To prevent yourself from squirming, you tried to expand your legs discreetly. You couldn't help but whimper when the slightest movement of your legs caused Loki's cock to move inside you. You tighten your hold on his shoulders gently, hoping loki wouldn't notice, however, he did notice because nothing gets past the god of mischief

" Oh my dear pet, how I adore the feeling of your warm little cunt stretching around my cock, and the little noises of pleasure that escape you," he kissed your shoulder before slowly sliding his hips up into you. That was a mistake because you became more dependent on his touch, and he could feel your fingernails sinking into his shoulders as the movement became too much for you. "Speak up if you want something," he said into your ear, and you could only murmur a little "faster."

" Please move faster sir, I can't take it, I need you," you whine like a cat in heat as you start rocking your hips back and forth. Loki immediately abandons his task to place his large hands on your hips and stop your movements. "But you wanted this, didn't you?" You wanted to be my good little pet and cock warm me, didn't you? So that necessitates you not moving," he mocks your neediness, knowing that it would make you want more from him. "I did, but I need you." "I need my king to fuck me please," you whine again as you can't wiggle your hips to relieve your hurting thighs, and you rest your forehead on his shoulder.

" I give you everything you desire, yet you still want more? I told you that you would start begging eventually. Now you'll beg me to stop fucking you right now, because dear, no sound is better than your begging," he tightens his grasp on your hips as he thrusts into you. He begins in a steady pattern, but when your mouth fully opens and pleasure sounds depart it, his rhythm quickens until he's virtually jackhammering into your eager hole.

Before you can say anything, he stops moving for a split second before standing up with you, grabbing your thighs and wrapping them around his sinful waist. You don't realize he's shifted you to his bed until you feel the silk bedding on the back of your body. He waits a few seconds for you to adjust your position before proceeding. His dominant side takes over, and he starts fucking you.

" The sounds I can coax from you will always make me weak; you are mine." "Do you understand?" Every word he says is met with a strong thrust, and you're starting to get lost in the raw side of the pleasure he's giving you. As you go into your subspace, you are unaware that he has asked you a question until you feel a stinging sensation on your cheek.

" ANSWER, PET! "To whom do you belong?" He holds his hips steady for a split second to hear your response. " YOURS! "I'M ALL YOURS, SIR!" you exclaim. Loki moves in for a possessive yet bruising kiss, satisfied with your response. Your arms reach up and encircle his neck. You continue like that until he pulls back for oxygen and his throat vibrates as he recovers his breath.

He has swapped positions in an instant, and you now lie on top of him while he rests below you. "Ride your king" he demands and without thinking, you started rocking your hips, and Loki's massive hands went to your breasts, palming them in his hands. This drives you to go over the edge as your tempo quickens, and you'd believe his cock would snap if you rode him hard enough. "I'm close... ug!" his hands return to your hips. "Norns! Exactly like that. "Like that," he muttered, madly insane. The contracted state of your muscles around his size has brought him closer to his release.

" SIR! "Can I come?" you beg as you near your climax, Loki setting a terrible yet pleasurable rhythm. He only needed a few thrusts before he said. "Come on, y/n let go!" The pleasure of feeling him empty inside you and the sensation of your orgasm overwhelm your senses at the same time. Slump against him and move forward, gently regaining your breath. You both stayed like this until you both cooled down. However, you did not move, which made Loki nervous. Had he pushed you too far in your pursuit of pleasure? "Y/n?" he quietly asked as his hands rubbed up and down your back.

"How are you feeling ?" he inquired pleasantly as you hummed in answer. He could tell you were still in your subspace. He was gentle with you. You finally spoke as you lifted your head to look at him. "I'm fine, just tired." "I believe a bath would be beneficial." He nodded, understanding, and gently slipped out of you, and you complained about the lost contact. "Let us get you cleaned up, my dear." He carefully took you off the bed bridal style before carrying you to the bathroom, where he gently placed you on the edge of the tub while filling it with Asgardian flowers and oils to assist relieve your muscles.

He assisted you into the tub once it was ready, and he carefully cleaned your hair and body, taking special care of your painful and sensitive areas. It was times like this when you wondered if he loved you or if it was all a game for him to enjoy. "My darling, your thoughts are very loud." You were taken aback by how delicate and low his voice was. "If you must know, this is not a game for me to play. I'm falling in love with you, and if I'm being honest, it's you. It's always been you. Who has had my heart since my mother assigned you as my chambermaid. You're much more to me than that." You turn around, startled by his statement, and glance up at him.

You study his face for anything that suggests he's joking, but there's nothing. You cupped his face with your hand, looking at his lips before looking at his eyes, before leaning in and kissing him. This kiss was different from the others you'd shared with him. This one was more meaningful. This one was filled with feelings of affection. When you pull back, his hand reaches for your cheek and he tenderly says, "I love you," and you grin at his admission. "I love you too," you respond, touching your foreheads whilst you savor this lovely moment.

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divine-knight-hand · 9 months

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Now, You’re Mine

Loki Masterlist || Full Masterlist || Read on AO3

Pairing: Loki x Female Reader

Summary: A competitive sparring session leads to spicy times with Loki.

Content Warnings: Little bits of fluff, Loki does a fair amount of mind reading, Soft Dom!Loki, Sub!Reader, oral (f. receiving), p in v (missionary), unprotected sex, a touch of cockwarming, and explicit consent

Notes: I originally wrote this for sarahscribbles’s Birthday Celebration before I went in a completely different direction and decided to write and contribute Worshiping the Masterpiece instead. Even though this didn’t end up as my official contribution, I figured I’d still finish it and post it for you all.

It was honestly a little daunting. This was definitely a difficult write for me, and there were times where I thought I wouldn’t finish it. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy what I came up with!

Since this was originally for the Birthday Celebration, I had used some of the listed prompts for this work. The prompt that sparked the writing of this was "Is that a threat or a promise?", but I also snuck in the fluff prompt “Are you really so oblivious?”. What can I say? I’m an overachiever in all things where writing is concerned. Hehehe!

Word Count: 3,781

Dividers by @cafekitsune

“Umph!” With a flick of his wrist, Loki sent me tumbling to the floor once again.

Once every week, Loki and I sparred in the training room of the tower so I could practice fighting more powerful opponents. I figured that I would eventually sharpen my skills and prove useful on more intense missions. Unfortunately, I typically did more falling on my own ass than actual sparring, so I haven’t improved much since we first started.

Against my better judgment, I slammed my fists on the padded floor. “Son of a bitch!”

“Is that frustration I sense, agent?” Loki stood across the room from me, clearly entertained by my lack of temper. He didn’t even break a sweat, seeing as he barely had to move a muscle to defeat me. He just stood there, folding his arms behind his back as the corner of his mouth twitched upward in amusement.

I heavily sighed and slowly rose back to my feet. “No, no. I’m fine.” I dusted off my behind as I returned to where I stood right before getting knocked off my feet. “Let’s just start from the beginning… again.”

“How do you not tire of repeatedly falling before me?” He began to close the gap between us in large strides. “Though I find it rather amusing, I can’t help but wonder why you remain so persistent in the face of failure.” He stopped a few feet away from me. Too close and too far at the same time.

I scoffed. “You can condescend to me all you like, but I don’t plan on quitting until I at least manage to reach you.”

That was when it hit me. I hadn’t given much thought to my battle plan. I haven’t had the time before being thrown off balance every time. What exactly would I have done if I managed to reach him? How could I best someone who towered over me, even as I stood upright? Would I sweep him off his feet? Would I aim an attack at his perfectly chiseled face to disorient him? Would I wrap my arms around him and fall into the feel of his body against mine, desperate to never let go? Or would I just be too drunk on the air around him to even make it all the way, stuck in the stupor of my own attraction?

Get a grip! I chided myself. This is Loki, you’re thinking about! Do you honestly think he would feel the same way about you? He’s a god, for crying out loud! But I knew that. I was drawn to the danger of that feeling like a moth to a flame. There was nothing sensical about the way I felt for him, but regardless of how risky my feelings were for him, I would indulge in them.

“Condescend to you?” Loki held a hand over his heart in a show of mock hurt. “I would never. Honestly, the way you fell to the floor just now was truly remarkable. The Avengers are lucky to have you.”

“Ha. Ha. Ha.” I enunciated each dry laugh. “Very funny. Now, are we talking or training?”

Loki was unmoving, instead staring at me with an intensity that made me wonder if he could see straight through me. “You seem eager to return to our little session. Why is that?”

Wow! He’s intuitive. I thought, anxiety buzzing under my skin. But there’s no way I can answer that.

And why not? I jumped at the sound of Loki’s voice in my mind.

Too surprised to muster my own voice to speak, I formed the words in my mind. Loki? Are you in my head right now?

No, agent. I could hear him chuckle aloud as he responded. I’m right in front of you.

I physically shuddered. That is so creepy…

It’s natural to fear what you don’t understand. He raised his eyebrows at me.

“Can you cut that out?” I finally spoke up, shaking my head as if I could shake him out. “I don’t appreciate these mind games.” Nor did I appreciate the possibility that he could have heard me mentally rambling about how he truly made me feel. The thought of him having access to the secret I worked so hard to keep from him made me nauseous, so I focused on the part of me that was annoyed.

“I appear to have struck a nerve.” Loki commented matter-of-factly. “How odd. That wasn’t even my intention.”

Damnit! I thought. Why is he so good at pissing me off?

I appreciate your acknowledgment of my prowess, agent. Loki’s voice sounded in my head again. But, as I’ve said, my goal isn’t to infuriate you. I’m truly curious as to why you’re so passionate about our sessions.

“Ugh!” I threw my hands in the air. “Fine, we don’t have to spar if you’re going to ask a million questions. Just forget it. I’m done.” I turned away and began to storm off, eager to get away from the situation, and pausing only to call back, “And stop doing that talking-to-me-in-my-mind thing! It’s extremely invasive!” before continuing away.

I only took a few more steps before freezing again at the sound of Loki’s voice. “What exactly are you chasing, agent?”

Even as I faced away, standing across the room from him, I felt cornered. “What do you mean?”

“Our weekly arrangement seems to matter to you so much.” He began again. “Anyone would walk away in utter surrender after being so easily defeated the first few times. You differ. There’s a spark in your eye, and though it flickers and threatens to fade, it doesn’t extinguish. Why is that? What are you seeking to gain from facing off with me every week? What are you chasing?”

That was it. I had nowhere to run. I was completely vulnerable. I couldn’t get out of this situation without at least explaining myself to him. I just wouldn’t reveal too much.

I turned back to him, giving myself time to steel my nerves before responding. “My potential.” He cocked his head in curiosity, prompting me to continue. “Lately at work I felt… stuck.” I slowly began to make my way back over to him. “I know I can still improve, so I figured that sparring with you would make me stronger. But, now I just feel stuck fighting with you. I mean, I couldn’t even land a single hit on you. At all. I couldn’t even reach you!”

I stopped a few feet away from him and looked down at my feet in shame. “So, yes, I am a little frustrated that I’m not improving. I can’t help but feel like I’m on my way to being a failure.”

I suddenly saw a familiar pair of leather boots settle in front of my tattered sneakers before Loki tilted my chin up to face him. “I’ll hear none of that. You are not a failure. Far from it.”

My heart leapt up to my throat. Our faces were mere inches apart. Loki’s bright blue eyes kept mine glued to them like those of a hypnotizing serpent. I could almost feel our breaths intermingle between our mouths. His raven hair fell forward ever so slightly to frame his angular face as he tilted it down to focus on mine. For the first time, I saw Loki wear an expression of concern, and it was for me.

When I didn’t immediately respond, he continued, “You are more formidable than you know, agent. I never anticipated your persistence to be so drawn out, but as long as you believe you can grow, then it shall be. I will admit, I haven’t been very fair to your pursuits. Do forgive my hindering of your goals. I simply didn’t wish to let you go once you felt satisfied with what resulted from our sessions.”

My voice wavered more than I would have liked it to. “I- I don’t understand…”

“The only reason you felt stuck here was simply because I made it so.” Loki explained. “I knew that once you received the training you were working toward, you wouldn’t require my assistance anymore.”

“So, you weren’t just trying to make me look stupid?” I was genuinely surprised, especially considering the smile that graced his lips each time I hit the floor. I thought he enjoyed seeing me make a fool out of myself. I didn’t exactly hate the idea, either, if it meant I got the chance to see him smile down at me.

“Gods no!” His lips slowly spread into a grin. “Although seeing that little vein in your temple pop each time you grew agitated was quite amusing, that wasn’t my intention at all.”

“Jerk.” I breathlessly laughed, still struggling to keep my composure. I gulped, feeling his hand still on my chin. Sparks ignited under my skin where he touched me. I wanted him more and more with each passing second.

“I simply couldn’t resist.” Loki chuckled. “There’s something rather endearing within your vexation.”

“Ha. Ha. Ha.” I dryly laughed again. “But, besides you enjoying my annoyance… Why did you want me around so much? You put in a lot of effort just to keep me here.”

His voice lowered as his gaze grew intense. “Are you really so oblivious?”

My breath hitched as he seemed to grow closer to me, despite having not moved an inch. “I- I- I-”

“Darling,” He cut off my useless stuttering. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to ensure you remain by my side. Your presence is invaluable to me.”

Is this really happening? I felt myself growing redder by the second. I couldn’t believe it. Was this Loki’s way of telling me that he loved me?

Curiosity got the better of me, and I decided that making my own confession would help me know for sure. “Loki… I feel the same way. That’s why I asked you specifically for help. I did really want help, but I also wanted to see you more often. Work doesn’t really let us cross paths as much as it used to. Now that I know what it’s like to exist with you, I can’t imagine a life without you.”

His lip twitched up into another smile. “I’m glad we can agree.”

Then, he leaned in and kissed me. It was a short and sweet kiss, but once I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, he deepened the kiss, slipping his dexterous tongue into my eager mouth. Oh my god! Pinch me, I must be dreaming.

No, darling. Loki’s voice sounded in my mind, and I happily welcomed it this time. This is as real as you are.

I felt my stomach flutter with excitement. This was real! I loved him and he loved me. I was so excited, I gained enough confidence to slide my hands into his hair, holding his face to mine. I felt that if he let me go, I would have nothing left to anchor my soul to my body. I willed our kiss to last as long as possible.

When we finally broke for air, I breathlessly giggled. “I guess it’s safe to say we don’t need to spar to spend time with each other anymore.”

“Oh, my darling pet.” He purred, sending a tremor down my spine. “I don’t need a training session to indulge in the luxury of seeing you fall before me.”

I instantly felt arousal pooling between my thighs at his comment. “Is that a threat or a promise?”

“It’s a guarantee.” He growled before effortlessly sweeping me off my feet—no magic required—and speeding out of the training room with me in his arms. I lightly giggled all the way, allowing myself to fall into in the feel of his touch and the mischievous glint in his eyes.

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We practically crashed through the door of his bedroom as we were locked in a mess of kissing and touching. We stumbled into the room as Loki just barely managed to slam the door behind him. He finally pulled me away from him and tossed me onto his bed. I fell onto my back with a very unflattering “Umph!” before propping myself up on my forearms to look back at him.

“There you are.” His mouth curved up into a sly smirk. “Fallen before me, just as I knew you would be.” I felt the beating of my heart quicken at his words.

There was something new about the look in his eyes. Something ravenous. His hair was ruffled from the way I ran my hands in it as we kissed, and his pupils were blown with lust, just barely rimmed by the usual electric blue color of his eyes.

“I must have you now.” His voice grew husky as he spoke to me. “Are you willing to give yourself to me tonight?”

“Loki,” My words were just barely over a whisper. “I’m willing to give myself to you, always.”

Then, a charged silence hung between us, and I felt Loki’s eyes possessively scour over my body. My skin was aflame and I felt my panties growing wet with my dripping arousal as the time passed.

I silently looked him over as well, my eyes trailing down his sharp cheekbones and jawline, and the leather draped over his towering frame, before freezing at the monstrous bulge forming between his legs. I mindlessly spread my own at the sight of it.

“You look absolutely ravishing, darling.” He finally broke the silence. “I can tell you hunger for me the same way I do for you. Let’s not waste another minute, hm?”

“Yes,” I breathlessly whispered. “Please.”

“Begging already?” Loki’s mouth cracked into a mischievous grin. “I’ve barely touched you, my dear.” He let out a low playful chuckle before he leaned in to push me back down onto his bed.

We kissed again, and even as my eyes were closed, I could see the green flash of Loki’s seidr before I felt a fresh draft over my body. He pulled away, and I opened my eyes to see that he was equally bare. My breath hitched as my eyes traveled down his body, taking in each inch of his beautifully toned figure. Between us, hung his large, throbbing cock. I wanted to reach out and trace each bulging vein with my fingers.

I let out the breath I forgot I was holding as my gaze returned to Loki’s eyes. “You’re gorgeous.”

“Oh, darling~” Loki purred before trailing kisses down my neck and breasts.

“Mmm, Loki,” I sighed. “I want you so badly.”

He settled between my legs with a devilish grin, propping them up on his shoulders. “Oh, how it excites me to hear you say that.” He began trailing kisses up my inner thigh. “You’re already so wet for me… Mmm, I can’t wait to taste you.” He lightly nipped my inner thigh, eliciting a small yelp from me before teasing his tongue at my entrance. “How divine~” His last words were a soft whisper against my cunt. I almost didn’t hear them. Almost.

I let out a soft moan as Loki continued to tease me. “Mmm, Loki… Please… More…”

“More?” He playfully tutted. “We’re needy tonight, aren’t we?”

“Only for you~” I mewled.

A deep growl rumbled from the back of his throat. “It would do you well to remember that.”

He licked an agonizingly slow stripe up my dripping cunt before deepening the work of his tongue, adding his fingers to circle my clit as he did.

“Ah- Loki! Mmm…” My back arched, and I resisted the urge to grind against the friction he was giving me. “Yes- Ohhh, that feels so good…” The transition from a little stimulation to a lot almost made me dizzy. I could have gotten drunk on that feeling.

Loki just hummed in satisfaction as he tightly gripped my hip with his free hand. I knew his fingers would bruise my skin, but I didn’t care. I was focused on the pressure mounting in my core, and how rapidly I was hurtling towards my peak. Bruises and body aches would be a tomorrow problem.

I gripped the sheets beneath me, trying to find something to anchor me to the moment as my quickly approaching finish threatened to carry me away from this plane of existence. As it would turn out, my anchor wasn’t the feel of the sheets between my fingers. It was the sight of Loki’s head bobbing between my thighs as he greedily ate me out, accompanied by the lewd slurping sounds that emanated from the act.

“Loki…” I all but squeaked. “Getting- Ah! C- close…”

He gave my hip an affectionate squeeze, keeping his pace on my aching cunt. Just a moment later, my eyes rolled back, and I came with a moan that nearly rattled the bedroom walls.

Loki slowed, but never stopped, helping me ride out my high before finally coming up to wipe his face on the back of his hand. My legs tingled as they slid off of his shoulders, and I could barely feel them as he climbed back to face-level with me.

“I’ve waited so long for this moment, pet.” He lifted a hand to cup my cheek as he kissed me, and I could taste myself on his tongue. While we kissed, he dragged the length of his throbbing cock between my folds.

When we broke for air, a string of saliva momentarily connecting our mouths, I was left panting. “Loki, please, I need you inside me.”

“Is that so?” He began to slowly stroke his length as he lined himself up with my entrance. “Tell me how much you need me. I want to hear it from you.”

“Loki, I-” I instinctively bucked my hips, desperate for more friction, as his tip teased my folds. “Please… Please, I need you so much. Ah- I’ve been dying for you!”

He pulled me into another kiss, our mouths crashing together as he finally began to slide inside. We moaned into each other’s mouths, and my hands found their way to his back. When I bucked my hips, he tightly gripped them, stopping me from rushing into bottoming out.

I was wet enough for him to slide in easily, but the excruciatingly slow pace he took nearly brought me to tears of frustration. He finally bottomed out, and I felt my walls clench around him as the full sensation registered in my core.

He pulled away from our kiss, cheeks glowing pink under a light sheen of sweat. “Mmm, you take me so well.” I felt my cheeks lightly blush at his praise. “Are you ready, love?”

“More than ready.” I breathed. I wasn’t sure how I was managing to speak as pleasure seemed to be slowly taking over each of my senses.

Loki buried his face in my neck, softly groaning as he began to trail kisses down my neck. “You are more formidable than you know, agent.” He sucked on the sweet spot on my neck, leaving another mark on my body before continuing. “You managed to penetrate the innermost walls of a god’s heart.” His voice was laced with both the most innocent love and filthy seduction. “Now, I shall never have my fill of you, but I will always return to you for more.”

He slowly slid out of me, leaving just the tip of his cock inside of me before ramming his hips back into mine, setting a brutal pace. I let out a loud moan, my voice clipping with each snap of his hips as my back arched off of the bed.

In response to his beautiful declaration, I could only manage to speak one word. “Pr- Promise?”

Loki dragged his warm tongue up my face, stopping by my ear to murmur. “I guarantee it.” The brush of his lips against my ear sent a shiver down my spine, adding to the immense amounts of pleasure I was experiencing.

I squeezed my eyes shut and raked my fingernails down his back, earning a deep growl from the god on top of me.

“How could you be the death of me- Mmm… and my whole life- Ah- at the same time?” I hesitantly opened my eyes to see Loki’s wildly looking into mine.

His hair dropped to surround both of our faces in dark curtains. Loki was all I could see, all I could smell, and all I could feel. The fire burning under my skin served, not as a distraction, but a reminder of the sensations he was able to create in me. As his calculated thrusts grew just the littlest bit sloppy, I could tell he was getting close, and that fact only brought me to my own peak faster.

“Loki…” I whimpered, struggling to voice my warning.

“I know, darling.” He breathed. “Let go. I’ve got you.”

Suddenly, I was seeing white as Loki helped me ride out my second orgasm of the night. As the waves of pleasure coursed through me, I was faintly aware of his cock twitching as its seed spilled inside me. We both let out moans that bordered on screams before coming down from our shared high.

As we both took a moment to catch our breaths, I wrapped my arms around Loki, holding his body against mine. I could feel him still inside me, our combined spent slowly dripping out, and I didn’t want him to move just yet.

“Mmm, darling…” Loki hummed as he buried his face in my neck. “You’re truly remarkable.”

I breathlessly chuckled. “You flatter me with that silver tongue of yours.”

“Really?” I felt Loki’s impish smile as it formed against my neck. “I seem to recall doing something else with it merely moments ago.”

“Alright, alright.” I couldn’t help smiling at his filthy comment. “I’ll give you that one.”

“Allow me to clean you up.” He offered.

Before I could form the words to protest anything that involved me having to move apart from him, he waved his hand, and his seidr once again bathed us in green light.

Rather than the sweat we worked up in bed, we smelled like fresh lavender soap. Though Loki’s cock was still inside me, I no longer felt our cum dripping out.

“Wow,” I reached up and gave his head an appreciative scratch. “You’re just full of surprises.”

Loki just hummed in content, softly kissing my neck until I found it difficult to keep my eyes open. Just before I fell to the lull of sleep, I heard his voice, low and sultry, in my mind.

Now, you’re mine.

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lokisbiiiitch1993 · 10 months

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Loki's Kinks / Turn on's Nsfw - my Headcanons

Nsfw - Not for Minors 🚫 - under 18 🔞

Overstimulation - Orgasm Denial - He loves to make you desperate and begging

Bondage - Loki loves to tie you up and play with you - He likes being in Control

Praise Kink - he enjoys it when you call him a good Boy,tell him he is doing soo well

Knife Play - i imagine him using his Knife 🔪 to free you from your Shirt / Bra , holding the cold Steel against your Throat

Love Bites - will mark you everywhere - your Throat,Breasts ,Inner Thighs,Belly

Light Choking/light Spanking - will spank your Ass if you act like a Brat

Dirty Talk / Teasing -adores your Reactions

Loki's absolute Weakness are Neck Kisses - if you start licking there - it will be the start of a very long sinful Night

Showering Together

Public Sex - likes the thrill of it

Kneel before him and call him my King 👑 that is Loki's turn on

Will tease you a lot in Public - he doesn't care - Loki will make you desperate for him

He is desperate for your Moans - Scream his Name

Scratch his Back - pull his Hair

Loves Oral Sex - receiving and giving equally - but absolutely loves it when you initiate it

Is into Cockwarming

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Kinktober Day 11: Cockwarming(Can't Lose You)

warnings/kinks: smuttiness, Alucard's trauma is mentioned, kissing, some fluff, cockwarming pairings: Alucard x Fem!Reader word count: 0.9k tag list: @beneathstarryskies, @ricflairdrip20, @witchofcustom, @loki-love, @xailem, @the-eternal-sunflower

It’s late at night, and he feels like he can’t sleep. He’s been tossing and turning for hours now, but he knows that he doesn’t want to interrupt your sleep. He slides out of bed and makes his way down to the kitchen. Alucard sinks a glass of water in seconds, hoping to soothe that hot feeling deep inside of him. It’s the same nightmares every time, and while he has come a long way from his trauma, he knows that it will still crop up from time to time.

He sits in the reading room near the kitchen and he lights a fire. It’s a chilly winter night, and he doesn’t want to go back to bed. As soon as he opens his book, he becomes engrossed in the fiction printed there. A story of kings and queens and dragons. For a little while, he feels at ease. The story draws him in more and more until he feels like he is part of the story. It’s not long before you turn over in the bed and reach out for him.

You feel your heart racing when you realize he isn’t here anymore. A sad sigh falls from your lips as you realize what must have happened. After pulling on your robe, you make your way downstairs. You look in a few rooms for him, but don’t find him. And just like Alucard, you make your way into the kitchen. You have a glass of water and then decide to return to bed. But you hear the crackling of a fire coming from Alucard’s favorite reading room. You gently knock on the door which pulls him from his imagination.

“Come in,” Alucard calls out, and you open the door.

The room has a cozy vibe to it. The fire warms your cold bones and Alucard looks at peace. You know he probably had a nightmare, which upsets you. Your heart wrenches when you realize that he is trying to read to keep his mind off of the trauma. You walk over to him and you lean down to kiss his lips. This makes him smile softly.

“My angel,” he murmurs. “How nice of you to come check up on me.”

“I missed you. You weren’t in our bed.”

He laughs softly, “I didn’t want to disturb you. But you have a way of sussing me out, don’t you?”

You manage to curl up on his lap, and Alucard returns to his reading. You wiggle a bit on his lap, making him grunt. You always have this way about you that turns him on. It makes him feel a little restless when you’re like this. Soon, he closes the book and places it aside. His hands are on your waist and he pulls you even closer. Kisses are all over your face before he lets his hand slide up your nightgown.

“Would my little dove like a little attention?” He asks, and you nod eagerly.

Alucard chuckles, “How about you settle on my cock and I’ll read to you?”

You like that idea very much. He manages to pull his cock out and you give it a few strokes to get it nice and hard for you. He turns you around so your back rests on his chest. Then he guides you to sink down on his cock, and you’re both panting at the wonderful pleasure. You try to move your hips, but he stills you. He doesn’t want you to move just yet.

“Please, my love. Just let me feel you like this,”

You whine, “but Alucard…”

A soft kiss is pressed behind your ear, “Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good in due time.”

You both sigh at the pleasure, and soon you’re relaxing. Your walls are fluttering all around him, making his thoughts a little more impure. He wants to be good to you and just let you relax, but it certainly is hard for him to concentrate like this. He’s always wanted to do something like this, but it’s never crossed his mind that he could just ask you to be still like this while on his cock.

“You feel divine,” he murmurs against your neck.

“You do too, Adrian.”

His heart skips a beat, “You know I love it when you call me that.”

It’s not long before the two of you sit back in the chair and he picks up his book again. All that can be heard is the crackling of the fire and his soft voice reading to you. The story is quite a bit engrossing, and it makes you both relax. The steady pulsing of your walls makes his voice crack a few times, but he is good to keep going. It’s not long before you begin wiggling again and that makes him sigh. He spanks your thigh lightly, which surprises you. Alucard isn’t usually rough with you, but you know you’re playing with fire now.

“Be a good girl,” he warns.

You giggle, “but Adrian, you feel so good.”

Another sigh escapes him. This time, one of his arms snakes around your waist and holds you completely still. You let out a whine, but when you feel his lips on your neck, you know better than to argue. He gets you to settle once more against his chest and he picks up from where he left off.

Alucard will please you, but only if you’re going to continue to be a good girl.

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 5 months

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Thunder shield, that’s it that’s the request. You can do it/ have it anyway you want haha 💗

.⋆｡Just A Warm-Up｡⋆.

Thundershield x plus size reader

Steve wants to play while Thor’s away and you’re just along for the ride

Warnings: this isn’t full on smut but it’s still smut, cockwarming, d/s dynamics, sub!reader, switch!steve (he’s also a bit of a brat), dom!thor, little degradation, implied m/m smut

WC: 889

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When Steve raised a single dark blond eyebrow at you an hour ago, you knew that your simple afternoon of doing laundry and watching your favourite trashy reality show was going to be thrown out the window in favour of his devious idea.

“You know we’re gonna get in trouble right?” You had told him as his thick fingers pulled at the waistband of your sweatpants after he made himself comfortable on your couch.

He looked up at you with a smirk. “Not if you listen to what I tell you to do.”

So now here you were, on one of your boyfriends’ lap, trying as hard as you could to watch the documentary he had put on but with your mind already going fuzzy around the edges, it was incredibly hard.

You shifted on his lap but suddenly, Steve’s large hands were on your hips, keeping you completely still. “I told you not to fidget.” He chastised you. A shameful heat crawled up your neck and you could only whine.

“Sorry Captain.” He smiled at you and granted a single kiss to your cheek.

“Good girl. Now, Thor should be home soon and I don’t think he would appreciate that we’re playing without him so stay still.” You nodded and forced your body to relax back into his strong chest, laying your head on his shoulder where the smell of his cologne was most prominent.

Steve readjusted the blanket that was draped over both your legs, pulling it up so it now lay across your waist, completely concealing your lower half.

And right on time, the front door opened and a booming voice called out- “My loves! I have returned!”

Steve gave you another firm warning in the form of a pinch to your naked thigh before he called back. “We’re in the living room!”

Thundering footsteps echoed through the house as Thor hurried to get to you. “You would not believe the day that I have had, first Loki tricked me… again! But do not fret, my wound shall heal soon- what are you doing?”

His massive body easily filled the doorframe, his blue eyes squinting at the pair of you. While you were scrambling to find some excuse as to why you were in this situation, Steve threw his arm over the back of the couch, a smirk still painted on his face.

“We’re just having a cuddle and watching a movie, isn’t that right doll.” You nodded eagerly in response, letting out a sigh of relief as Thor’s eyes brightened once more, seemingly content with his answer.

“Well, then the Spider boy showed me this new trick he learned and I-“ But his words went in one ear and out the other as Steve readjusted below you, forcing his thick cock even deeper inside you and it took all of your willpower not to moan.

He hissed through his teeth as you clamped down on him. Your fingers curled into your palm in some desperate attempt to keep yourself from moving or moaning or even breathing wrong but evidently, it wasn’t enough.

Before you could stop it, a whine escaped your lips, immediately silencing your godly boyfriend and making the man beneath you inhale sharply. The game was up.

The blanket easily slid away from your laps, exposing exactly what was happening to your shared boyfriend. Your soft legs were spread apart by Steve’s thick thighs, keeping you open enough for his cock to be comfortably nestled in your dripping cunt to keep him warm. Already, his blue jeans were stained almost black from your wetness and a ring of creamy white gathered at the base of his cock.

Neither of you moved, the gravity of the situation now making itself apparent as Thor’s expression darkened and his own jeans grew considerably tighter as his cock came to life.

“I will give you both one chance to explain yourselves before I start to think of ways to punish you for playing without my permission.” Steve’s cock throbbed inside of you and you shot him a glare.

“Masochist.” You hissed under your breath but evidently, both men heard you.

Thor’s eyes locked onto you. “How about you start princess- tell me the truth.”

But before you could answer, Steve had decided that he wanted to play even more. “She’s just warming me up so that I could fuck you when you got home. I mean, that is what she’s here for.” You curled into yourself, not because you were hurt by what he said but because you knew what was coming next.

Moving too quick to comprehend, you were suddenly suspended in the air and then tucked into the chest of your god. And with barely any time to wince at the emptiness you now felt, Thor’s fly was open and his own cock prodded at your entrance.

“Yes you did have a warm-up, but not for you.” You cried out as he sank you down onto him, easily taking him to the hilt even with his massive size considering how Steve had already stretched you enough to take him. “She’s going to get the fucking of a lifetime while you just watch. And then-“

Steve swallowed thickly, his hand now inching towards his own aching length. “Then, I’ll be warmed up enough to take you.”

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chocolatechipkiki · 10 months

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Do You Wish to be in Control?

Soft!Loki x Fem!Reader

Smut

Warnings: Smut; Fluff; Established Relationship; Reader is not quite a little, but an established dominance from Loki has been accepted, and being questioned; male receiving head; PinV sex; slight cockwarming; choking; soft degradation. (Let me know if I miss any!)

Summary: After a long day of exploring the place in which Loki calls home, Asgard, the sun begins to set and you two find your way inside his personal chambers, seeking warmth from the cold night. Things go from an adorable moment to something a little more... sinful.

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The sun begins to set over the vast ocean, leaving the edges of the sky a beautiful shade of purple. Before you two know it, the stars begin to appear, and Loki wraps his arm around you, smiling at the sight.

"You know, all these stars are connected to the gods, do you not?" he asks, glancing down into your eyes. You continue to stare at the stars, and smile at the shapes your mind finds hidden in them. "That is our family up there. The gods look out for us all, and they are connected to everything that surrounds us. It is both beautiful and quite scary to think about, but," he pauses, his eyes twinkling in the starlight. "The gods are never too far away," he finishes.

You reach your hand up to meet his on your shoulder and intertwine your fingers, giving his a squeeze. It was always beautiful to you to hear Loki open up about Asgardian culture, as you had missed out on so much of it being raised on Midgard. A saddened look crosses your face as you wonder how different things would have been had you been raised here, like you were supposed to be. But alas, the world had different plans for you.

You shiver at the nighttime cold tickling your skin, and Loki chuckles softly. "Shall we head back to the palace, my love?" he asks, turning to face you and placing a hand on your reddened cheek. You nod and give him a smile. He knew you hated the cold, which was something that took the two of you a lot of time to get used to, with him being a frost giant and all.

He gives your nose a quick peck before taking your hand in his and leading you back to the palace. The walk is full of more stories of his ancestors and what they accomplished. He continues to open up about the great deal of expectation that resides over the royal family, and how if he ever had a child, he wouldn't ever expect more than the basics from them. You only nod knowingly, as Loki has a great deal of trauma that resides in his cold heart.

His cold heart that you were beginning to thaw with your warmth.

Once inside and within the walls of his personal chambers, Loki starts a fire in the grand fireplace that accented his olive green wall. He then drags two of his comfiest chairs over, side by side, so the two of you can warm up. He beckons you over, your name like honey on his lips. The sound leaves you aching for him to speak your name once more as you take your coat off and sit in the chair beside him.

The two of you sit in silence for a while, merely enjoying the warmth and each other's presence. Once Loki feels your are adequately warmed, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a velvet box. He gives a sheepish look, as if already regretting his decision. He falters for a second before finally handing you the box.

"I bought you something while we were out today, one of the times you were distracted with the wonders of the city." You smile at him and shake your head.

"Loki, honey, you know you don't have to give me anything," you say, opening the box and giving a small gasp. It's a necklace, made of gold and donning the tree of life. Green emeralds intricately speckle the branches, acting as leaves. The tree resides in a circle of gold, and there are small words engraved in it. May the sun shine on you every day. It's absolutely astonishing.

Loki chuckles and stands to help place it around your neck. He lifts your hair out of the way gently, and fastens the clasp. "I know I don't have to give you gifts and treasures, but you deserve them." He lowers his voice to a whisper as his face nears the back of your neck. "You deserve the world," he whispers, planting gentle kisses to your skin. A shiver runs down your spine at his touch, igniting your core with need.

Loki makes his way back to his chair and you sit in your frustration for a moment. You want him, and now. He knew how kissing your neck made you feel, and he now sat with an extremely satisfied look on his face at the small (but rather mighty) reaction he garnered from you.

With a swift surge in confidence to wipe that smug look off of his face, you climb into his lap, straddling his waist. He tries to act the part of a noble and powerful god, yet he always fails when it comes to you. His eyes meet your smiling gaze and he reaches up to stroke your hair. "I am always yours," he whispers, leaning in to plant more kisses upon your neck.

You giggle quietly and your hands find his hair. "I know you are," you whisper back, before tugging his hair gently to reveal his neck. You lean down to get back at him by nibbling on his exposed skin.

Loki gasps at your teeth on his sweet spot, but he quickly pulls you close again, the surprise making him all the more affectionate. "My dearest love," he whispers. "You certainly never cease to surprise me."

His length twitches beneath you, and you eye the god with a knowing smile. "Are you having a problem down there?" you tease.

Loki looks away for a moment as he tries to hide his slight embarrassment. "Well, you did catch me off guard," he says, attempting to adjust under the guise that you were uncomfortable. "I certainly did not expect that."

You grind down on his lap playfully and continue to grin at him. "Do you require a bit of... release?" you say, lust seeping into your voice. The raven haired man's cheeks grow warm and he bites his lip, attempting to not stare at your luscious bosoms inches from his face. His voice trembles as he speaks, trying to keep his desire for you under control. Something about your confidence towards the man that struck fear into the minds of strangers always managed to affect him.

"Yes, my love," he whispers, his eyes closing at the friction you were inflicting upon him. His hands find your waist as you plant more kisses upon his neck and collarbone.

"How badly do you want me, Loki?" you whisper against his ear. He shudders at the tickle of your breath, and grinds up into you in response, gripping you a little tighter.

"Oh, words could simply not describe my hunger for your love," he says, groaning into your neck. You hands find their way to the buttons on his shirt, and you begin to undress him. He draws in a slow breath watching you, his impatience growing. You take your time and smile at his impatience. He speaks again, but his voice is low and graveled. "Your every touch feels like lightning, my love." He leans his head back again, his body aching to have you screaming his name.

The fire continues to crackle beside the two of you as you finally slide the shirt from his shoulders and plant more kisses to his now bare chest. Loki bites his lip before speaking again. "You are making me... dizzy, little one," he whispers through his teeth. He chances a look down into your eyes, and his head only spins more with desire.

You smile to yourself, proud that you can bring such a powerful god to nothing more than a muttering mess before you. Your hands find his belt buckle, and you undo his pants with ease. Loki tries to focus on your eyes, but he fails as his mind is foggy with lust. His heart pounds against his chest as you unsheathe his length. It twitches, the head red and swollen with need. You only look up at him with a mischievous glint to your eyes.

"How badly do you want me?"

Loki nearly melts at the sight of you before his angry cock, innocent eyes looking up at him with nothing more than a want to be desired. He throws his head back again, trying to catch his breath and slow his mind. It was rare for the god to be at a loss for words, but his love for you is more than enough to render him speechless.

When he makes eye contact again, there is something much more sinister behind his irises. "Oh, words can not do justice to how badly I��need you, princess. I simply, deeply, desire you." He raises his hand to caress your cheek as you plant a soft kiss upon the tip of his length. He sucks in a breath through his teeth and closes his eyes as you whisper against his tip.

"How badly?"

"You're tormenting me," he responds, twitching once more.

"Say it."

Loki inhales a sharp breath. Your smile turns devious at his physical reactions to your teasing. "I... I cannot think straight in these moments. Your sight, your smell, your desire - they all cloud my mind and my whole body aches for your touch," he says, now gripping the side of his chair. You can tell that if you don't give him what he wants soon, he will take it, and aggressively. You ponder that thought for a moment before responding.

"Beg for me," you whisper, still looking up at him with innocent eyes. The sound that escapes Loki is unhuman, and his hips twitch forward at your request. The hand that gripped the chair is now reaching for your hair, and he wraps up a fistful of it between his fingers in a desperate attempt to calm down.

"You wish for me, the God of Mischief, to beg at your feet?" he asks, half teasing at your words, and half warning at your actions.

You shrug. "I mean, if you're too proud to beg..." you say, making like you'll move away if he doesn't. He gently yanks your hair in desperation, now looking at you with a mix of shock and desire in his eyes.

"My love, I would do anything for you in this moment... You... Your every touch, your every breath... I yearn for you. All of you," he whispers. "You need only ask and it shall be done. You shall have anything you desire."

You grin once more. "Then beg."

Loki is more than flustered by your request, and his voice trembles as he speaks. "My love, please," he whimpers. "I need you, and I need you now. Give yourself to me, and I promise you won't regret it."

Your heart swells at his response, and you take Loki's length in your hand, guiding it into your mouth slowly. Loki growls with pleasure above you, now gripping your hair with both hands. Your tongue slowly wriggles around his cock as your eyes flutter shut. He guides your head up and down, steadily and gently, his groans forming deep within his chest.

"By the norns," he whispers. No matter how many times you sought to pleasure him this way, he would never tire of the feeling. "You always... manage.. to take my breath away..." he stutters, struggling to keep his breathing in check. You moan onto his cock in agreement and the vibrations rip a new sound from Loki's mouth as his pace begins to quicken.

He becomes so enthralled by your technique that he begins to quiver - an ode to his release coming on quickly. His breath picks up, and you hear his whisper to the ceiling, "Stars, you are incredible."

His length begins to twitch inside your mouth, and instead of giving him what he wants, you release him with a little pop, sitting up.

Loki's expression tells you that he's not too happy about that, until it is replaced with surprise once you strip your bottom half and climb atop his lap once more. You line up the tip of his length with your dripping core. "Do you wish to take me as your own, Loki?" you whisper, rubbing his tip on your swollen clit.

His eyes widen as your words register with him. Without another word, he grabs your hips and slams his entire length into you, unable to wait any longer. You gasp at the sudden change of dominance and his shear size, whilst he throws his head back in pure pleasure. You hold yourself steady as the god catches his breath. Once you grow used to his length, you raise yourself high enough that his tip rests just inside your sex.

"My my," you say. "You are quite impatient, aren't you?" Loki scoffs, gripping your hips and contemplating doing it again. Before he can, you slide back down his length slowly, and repeat this process, creating a slow rhythm that causes your face to contort in pleasure.

Loki's mind swims with thoughts, unable to form words to explain how he felt in this moment of... ecstasy. His mind was racing, and all logic dissipated, leaving him with an overwhelming and almost primal desire to make you scream his name. He adjusts his seated position slightly, wanting to go deeper, deeper, until you took all of what he had to offer. You moan in time with him and another thought crosses your mind.

You place your hand upon his throat, looking into his widening blue eyes. "Do you wish to be in control, Loki? Or are you enjoying my fight for dominance...?"

"I wish to be... in control... yet this... this moment..." his pace begins to quicken and he closes his eyes, focusing on all his nerve endings being stimulated. "I love it. I love how you push me beyond my limits." His voice is filled with pure desire, and he opens his eyes once more to look into yours. "You shall have your way with me."

You grin, his words sparking a new sense of dominance through your blood. Your hand begins to restrict his airway slowly and gently, watching his eyes roll to the back of his head in pleasure. Your struggle to keep your own eyes open as you watch the sight, the pleasure from the friction building in your core. "You wish to be controlled, my love?" you ask, your grinding becoming more desperate.

Loki's hands begin to roam your body in distress, searching for something to grip, something to bring him back to reality, and he begins to caress your breasts. "Y-Yes, sweetling," he stutters, his mind faltering on the pure ecstasy of it all.

You find the pleasure almost overwhelming as you remove your hands from Loki's throat to his shoulders, pressing your mouth to his in a passionate kiss, all the while continuing to rock your hips back and forth. Your teeth find Loki's bottom lip and bite down harshly, wanting to hear Loki whimper for you. He then groans at the gesture, pulling away for a gasp of air and gripping your thighs. His head falls back as the sharp pain brings more pleasure to his body.

You take advantage of this moment, moving to his neck and biting down hard, enough to draw blood. He gasps once more at the inflicted pain, panting heavily as his back arches his body further into yours. Your thrusts become more and more aggressive, hoping to bring Loki to his climax at the same time as yours. You straighten your back, grabbing Loki's hands and placing them upon your breasts as you bounce up and down on his cock. "D-Do you like the way this feels, baby? Do you wish to find release inside me?" you ask, staring into his eyes with such deviance, Loki might just cum from the look alone. He manages a nod, too busy grunting and moaning at the lasciviousness of the entire situation to attempt any semblance of words.

Your ecstasy begins to take over, forcing your hands to have a mind of their own. They meet Loki's chest, digging into him with such vigor that you draw blood. This only furthers the man's feeling of euphoria as he reaches his climax in time with you.

Your thrusts become sloppy as Loki grips your hips once more, pounding up into you with haste as he brings you to your climax. Your cunt contracts and throbs on Loki's cock, bringing him to climax shortly after and filling you up with his seed. The two of you ride out your high together, panting each other's names and whispering sweet words of encouragement. The two of you lull for a long while, trying to catch your breath and regain some level of consciousness.

Loki looks up at you with such love and satisfaction that your aftershock almost becomes another climax. He smiles, still somewhat panting from the experience. "That... is certainly how we have to do that more often," he muses, praising you for your good work. Your cheeks flush with embarrassment at the situation, now that the feeling of dominance has passed. He chuckles at how quick your attitude changes, and cups your cheeks in his hands.

"Leave it to the love of my life to pull out a side of me I'd never experienced before," he says, chuckling as he replays the events in his mind. He kisses you gently, for he knows if he did so more aggressively, you would be more than happy to go for round two. Your eyes seem almost glossed over as you begin to fall back into your submission for the aftermath.

Loki rubs circles into your back as you begin to lull from the pleasure. He lifts you up, his length never leaving you, and carries you to the bath. He would be more than happy to take care of his baby after a session like that.

#loki oneshot #loki #loki x reader #smut #dom!loki #sub!loki #soft loki smut

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wannabemurdock · 2 years

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Hi,

I want to attempt kinktober without placing too hard expectations on myself so hopefully I’ll post everyday but if not, that’s okay!

I will be posting 31 p*rn links for 31 days each with a little prompt.

If you have any requests send them through.

find all my other work here

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Day 1: Matt Murdock + pussy worship

Day 2: Rick Grimes + handcuffs

Day 3: Bucky Barnes + soft sex

Day 4: Daryl Dixon + overstimulation

Day 5: Frank Castle + housewife kink

Day 6: Charlie Weasley + bathroom sex

Day 7: Loki Laufeyson (Odinson) + bondage

Day 8: Sirius Black + face riding

Day 9: Kate Bishop + tit worship

Day 10: Negan Smith + thigh riding

Day 11: George Weasley + caught masturbating

Day 12: Wanda Maximoff + bondage

Day 13: Daryl Dixon + face sitting

Day 14: Natasha Romanoff + phone sex

Day 15: Fred Weasley + begging

Day 16: Eddie Munson + exhibitionism

Day 17: Daryl Dixon + cockwarming

Day 18: Natasha Romanoff + bl00d kink

Day 19: Steve Rogers + rough sex

Day 20: Daryl Dixon + bathtub sex

Day 21: Daryl Dixon & Rick Grimes + threesome

Day 22: Charlie Weasley + throat fucking

Day 23: Matt Murdock + office sex

Day 24: Foggy Nelson + lingerie

Day 25: Bucky Barnes + knife kink

Day 26: Sirius Black + mirror hand job

Day 27: Maggie Rhee & Rosita Espinosa + threesome

Day 28: Peter Parker + fingering

Day 29: Natasha Romanoff + praise kink

Day 30: Foggy Nelson + cockwarming

Day 31: Charlie Weasley + edging

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flightlessangelwings · 7 months

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FlightlessAngelWings Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Here is all 31 of my kinktober fics for 2023! I’m so thrilled to participate for the 3rd year in a row and I’m excited to share all these with y’all!! As always, and since they all obviously are smutty, my blog and all my fics are 18+ only so minors please do not interact! Prompt list is made by me this year and can be found here!

All extra warnings, word counts, and what type of reader used are listed on each individual fic.

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❤️ = personal favorite

Overstimulation- Pero Tovar

Knife play- Axe Woves ❤️

Exhibitionism- Bishop Losa

Sex pollen- Nikolai Lantsov

Table sex- Sith!Obi Wan Kenobi

Bondage- Boba Fett

Slow and soft- Cal Kestis

Cockwarming- Marcus Moreno

Pegging- Steven Grant

Stripping- Cassian Andor

Blindfold- Marc Spector

Formal wear- Duke Atreides

Anonymous sex- Ezra ❤️

Tit play- Frank Castle ❤️

Against a wall- Bucky Barnes

Lap dance- Santiago Garcia ❤️

Praise kink- Loki

Dacryphilia- Comandante Veracruz

Somnophilia- Javi Gutiérrez

Sex toys- Fennec Shand

Piercings- Angel Reyes

Voice kink- Din Djarin

CNC- Will Miller

Lingerie- Joel Miller ❤️

Mirror sex- Tasm!Peter Parker ❤️

Face sitting- Frankie Morales/Benny Miller ❤️

Food play- Marcus Pike

Blowjob- Poe Dameron

Fingering- Tommy Miller ❤️

Cunnilingus- Thirteenth Doctor

FREE SPACE- Free use orgy with the Narcos boys (Javier, Carrillo and Steve)

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mrs-illyrian-baby · 3 months

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The Old Gods and The New - Chapter 13

Glorious Magnificent Goddess | Loki x Reader

You and Loki retreat to his hideaway to recouperate after your run in with Lugh. Loki helps you practice your magic again as well as rewarding you for your bravery. But how far can you really escape a God?

Warnings: 18+ sexual content, lots of praise, possessive Loki, making out, teasing, oral ( f receiving), p in v, cockwarming (if you squint), dirty talk but also…angst, emotional hurt/comfort.

A/N: This is mostly smut but there's definitely some plot there too. Please don't judge me for my terrible prophecy writing.

Also this chapter wouldn't have been written with nearly so much smut in it if I hadn't been so sexually frustrated reading @lokisgoodgirl 's The Lakes series. There's no little Tesco here and we're far from The Lakes but this chapter is dedicated to you :)

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Series Masterlist | Loki Masterlist | Masterlist

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Somewhere between your sheer terror of being kidnapped and Loki’s sweeping rescue of you from the floor, you’d passed out. When you woke you were lying on a sofa in front of a roaring fire, the logs crackling merrily in time with the soft low hum of Loki’s voice.

You turned your head to see him moving deftly around a small kitchen, pouring steaming soup into a bowl while he sang quietly. At first you didn’t recognise the words, but the more you listened and allowed the song to wash over you, the more you understood. He sang of home, of love and comfort, songs that spoke to the very bones of you until you melted into the cushions and blankets, at peace. Somewhere deep down your memories hummed back, even if you couldn’t remember the words yet.

He turned, still singing the last of the tune, and smiled gently. In the firelight he looked shockingly ethereal compared to his domestic surroundings, his hair glossy and dark, tumbling about his shoulders in almost cherubic curls. The shirt he’d worn under his suit was now only loosely tucked into his trousers, the collar undone and his sleeves rolled up just past his elbows.

“You’re awake,” he knelt next to you, cupping your face in his hands and drawing you close, kissing you so tenderly you thought you might still be asleep, dreaming of being awoken by Prince Charming.

“Was I dreaming? We went on that stupid mission and it was awful -” you scrunched your face the memory. “Do you think it’s always that chaotic?”

“It wasn’t a dream, Darling, unfortunately. We were intercepted by someone.”

It came rushing back, the man’s hands grabbing at you, the blinding light he seemed to be able to control and the spear he wielded. But then, you’d had a spear too, and armour, silver and velvet and flame. You looked down at your clothes, the armour was gone and in its place was one of Loki’s soft cotton shirts.

“I knew him, I think. I saw a memory with him in, and my mother, they were friends. He said his name was Lugh and we were in his home, it was snowing - But I was younger then. And I saw one of the men who - who -”

Loki placed a steadying hand on your arm, remaining by your side, his eyes darting over your face and searching for any trace of pain or suffering. “Hush, darling, let’s not talk of it now. You’ve had a trying time, rest and we can talk of it in the morning.

“But I’ve seen him before, Loki, I have and-” You sighed, falling back on the sofa. “I wish I could just remember.”

Loki kissed your cheek and moved back to the kitchen, “well, this Lugh, he frightened you and I will not tolerate that. Here, I made you soup, you should eat and get some strength back.” He placed the tray on an oak coffee table and piled cushions onto the floor for you to sit on.

Sliding down onto the nest of pillows, you allowed yourself to look around the room, it was small but cosy, furnished with solid oak and thick, luxurious fabrics in velvet, knits and heavy wool plaid. Large cushions backed the sofa and chairs while the walls were lined with books old and new.

“Where are we?” You asked, blowing on the warm soup before taking a small sip from your spoon.

“A secret place, a cabin. We’re still in America, if that’s what you were wondering. Those ridiculous spangled idiots showed up and blew our cover so I needed to retreat quickly. I can teleport, but not very far, and this was the nearest place I could drive to after we were far enough away.” Loki said, matter of factly, before joining you on the floor and dunking a thick crust of bread into your soup.

“Hey, that’s mine,” you reached a foot out to kick him gently and he laughed, pulling it into his lap.

“Share, Ásynja , don’t be selfish,” he smiled, dipping again but offering you the bread between his fingers.

“I didn’t know you lived anywhere else.” You’d always imagined that when he wasn’t at the compound Loki retreated to some icy fortress covered in black and green furnishings. Something dramatic and luxurious, you certainly hadn’t imagined a cosy log cabin.

“I like to have a few retreats, a few bolt holes here and there. Plus Brunnhilde uses them from time to time when she’s on official business, hotels aren’t really her style, she prefers to deplete my stores of whisky and mead.” Loki didn’t look upset though, he seemed pleased to be able to offer somewhere comfortable and inviting.

“I would’ve thought showing off in the lap of luxury would be right up your street.” You teased, Loki liked the finer things in life and there was no way you were complaining when he extended such luxuries to you too. But there was something so satisfying about teasing the god of Mischief.

“Oh, yes, it is,” his smile morphed from playful into predatory, his voice dropping an octave into that rough rumble that made you melt, “but it’s the privacy we enjoy. We’re in the middle of nowhere, my Darling-”

“And no one can hear me scream?” You joked, raising your eyebrows.

“Exactly.” He tugged on your leg again, before reaching forwards and pulling you into his lap. Beneath the wool slacks he was already hard, the firm length of him straining against the zip. His shirt was loose on you, rucked up around your waist to accommodate your spread legs and you were mercifully bare beneath.

“Loki,” you breathed, pressing yourself down into his embrace, moulding your bodies together. Between your thighs he throbbed, sending a fresh wave of heat coursing through your body, reigniting your adrenaline.

Loki’s large hands slid up your back, one splayed wide cupping your waist, the other on the back of your neck, tipping your head down so he could growl against your lips, “I love when you say my name,” he nipped at your bottom lip and you kissed back, sucking his tongue into your mouth like you were ravenous. “My Ásynja , take what you need my darling, I am yours, at your mercy, my breathtaking Goddess.”

Together you fell backwards onto the rug, Loki breaking your fall and gently laying you down beside him. His hands ghosted down your side, barely touching you while his magic melted your clothes away leaving you both glowing in the firelight.

“You were magnificent tonight, a true goddess of the Aesir, I -” His hands fluttered over you, his eyes trying to take you all in at once.

You had never seen Loki lost for words before and it was a glorious feeling, knowing that you had reduced him to this.

“I have to have you, darling, can’t keep my hands from you.” He growled, touching every inch of your bared skin.

“I couldn’t have done it without you though, Loki.” You assured him, kissing along his broad shoulders, inhaling the rich scent of him, so close.

“Ah, my darling one, I did nothing.” He closed his eyes, luxuriating in the feel of you, each kiss like a butterfly's wings brushing against his skin.

“Wait-” You sat up, “you didn’t do anything?”

“No, did you think I had some part to play?” He looked at you quizzically, “you think I conjured a burning spear? Silver armour?”

“Well - I -” He curled an eyebrow at you, encouraging you to complete your thought. “I did that? That was me?”

“Of course” he laughed out the words, surprised that you weren’t already aware.

“Well. Okay.” You lay back on the rug and stared at the ceiling, unabashed in your nakedness, and Loki fought the urge to simply climb on top of you.

“Hmmm, indeed.” Instead he traced his finger over your sternum and between your breasts, down to your belly button and then over your hip. Tingling goosebumps erupted in his wake and you watched as he skipped from your hip to where the bracelet he gave you still circled your wrist. “Besides, if I had created armour for you, it would be in green and gold.” He murmured, bending to place a kiss on the delicate skin below the bracelet.

“Would it now, have you thought of how you’d dress me for battle?” Now it was your turn to lift an eyebrow at him. “Why don’t you show me how you’d prepare me for battle.”

Loki gave you a predator’s smile before pulling you closer. “Too many clothes required for battle, darling, how about we practise the celebration instead?”

As you drifted in and out of sleep the memory of Loki’s hands on you followed your sleeping thoughts, his hands spread wide on your thighs, squeezing and kneading while he feasted on you, his body supplicant before you, worshipping as he’d promised. You writhed, rolling closer to him and hooking your leg over his. There was still a deep ache within you, a roiling of your magic needing release and bubbling to the surface in your whimpers and bucking hips.

Loki stirred beside you and pulled you closer, your naked body was bed warm and soft compared to his perpetually cooler constitution and it felt good to be thawed by your presence. He cupped your cheek, turning your sleeping face so he could look over your features. There was still a tendency for your eye colour to shift without you realising, but everything else had settled and now every time he looked at you the same beautiful face shone back.

He kissed you on your forehead, revelling in the gentle smile that spread across your lips, he kissed your cheek and nose, moving across your face until your eyelashes fluttered and you snuggled closer, fingers digging into his sides. Slowly, so slowly, he moved down your neck, pressing kisses onto your collarbone and nuzzling into the swell of your breast, he laved wet kisses onto your nipples, blowing cold air over the sensitive flesh just to watch them pebble and tighten before him.

Loki’s kisses were featherlight, meltingly soft but you needed more, craved more. Light flared within you and, behind the grate, the fire crackled in response, burning blue and filling the room with light.

He lifted his head watching you with lust blown eyes.

“Incredible, my darling goddess, do it again,” he encouraged, kissing lower until he could nip at your soft belly, his thumbs pressing into your hips to stop you from lifting upwards. “Do it again and I’ll give you anything you want, name your price.”

“I can’t,” you whined, giving up on struggling in favour of looping your leg over his muscular shoulder.

“You can,” he traced his nose lower, lower, the point of his tongue guiding him until he hovered over your aching core. “You can do it, Ásynja , you are powerful and strong, you control the fire, you control the light, show me, make me tremble before you.” His words were a whisper, a prayer, his eyes locked with yours despite the lewd poke of his tongue from between his pink lips.

Frustrated you dropped your head back onto the rug and the fire roared again, the candles dotted around the room flickered. Between your legs Loki smiled again, murmuring something in the same old norse language that you were still trying to remember. But it was hard to care what he was saying when he was teasing you so deliciously, his tongue writing every sinful thing he wanted to do.

“Please, Loki.” You hummed, tugging on the long strands of his silky hair in an effort to move him.

“A moment more, my darling one.” He cooed, sucking on the inside of your thigh while his fingers entered you slowly, curling into your fluttering walls.

“You promised me anything,” you gasped, heat pooling between your legs, Loki marvelled as your arousal slicked down his fingers.

“I did, and what does my most wonderful Goddess require of me?” He asked, his voice hoarse with lust.

“Fuck me, Loki- ugh,” he felt you clench around him, so soft yet so strong, and he knew he needed to have you just as much. “Fuck me like you mean it, I’m your Goddess, yours, take me, worship me, and make me yours.” You reached down and squeezed his hard cock as you spoke, watching his mouth fall open at the pressure.

With a growl, Loki prowled up your prone body, hooking your leg around his waist as he settled over you. All you could see was the curtain of his hair, the sharp lines of his face and his glittering eyes. The swell of his cock between your legs was hot and heavy, a tease of what was to come. It felt like it had been so long since you were alone together that you were desperate, clawing, inching your hips up until he was notched at your entrance, waiting.

“Please,” you begged, breathlessly and he slid home in a single thrust, filling you to the brim and binding you together. “Oh! Loki!”

“Yes, that’s it my darling,” he began to thrust, rolling his hips to rub against your clit with every movement. “Say my name.”

“Loki, Loki, Loki.” His name became a chant in time with each thrust. “I’m yours, oh my god, never let me go.” You buried your face in his neck, sucking a bruise into the delicate skin as he ground against you, locked together so tightly he could barely pull back before you were bringing him closer again.

“Never, I’ll never let you go, you’re mine now. All mine,” he panted, the feel of your lips and teeth a blissful pain, “and I’m yours, all yours.” The flames roared, their reflection catching in the glass of the lamps artfully dotted around the room, painting the walls in jewelled colours, emerald, sapphire and ruby red.

He sat back, pulling you into his lap so he could kiss your chest and hold you closer. You moved together, riding towards your release as if you were charging into battle, never close enough, never fast enough, chasing your pleasure while Loki looked at you in awe.

With a final roar he buried himself inside of you and the banked fire of your desire burst forth consuming you both. In the fireplace the flames licked out onto the hearth, the candles flared and blue flames encircled you both.

Loki pulled away, his eyes tracing over your face as he always did, checking that you were happy and safe and smiling giddily as he was. And then he saw the flames, swirling like ribbons in the wind.

Guiltily you tried to pull away, but he held you firm, still deep inside of you and as he caught your gaze again you felt him throb against your sensitive walls, “magnificent,” he murmured, before tipping you back against the carpet and continuing his worship.

The morning came too soon, the mist that danced between the trees faded as it got closer to the cabin windows and you let out a puff of hot air against the pane. You set your cup of coffee on the side and drew a heart in the condensation, smiling as it turned green and gold as the rising sun beyond touched the tops of the pine trees in the valley.

On silent feet, Loki crept up on you, circling his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder where your shirt slipped away from your collar. Here he planted a wet kiss, squeezing you tighter when you giggled from the sensation. Between you both, you wondered if you’d ever have need to go clothes shopping again. With a flick of his wrist Loki had sent his suit into oblivion and had manifested a surprisingly sensible pair of dark jeans and a sweater. To his own surprise, try as he might, he couldn’t make it green and instead the fibres continued to insist on a rich, dark blue colour instead.

“Loki,” you chided, but you didn’t push him away, your body sought him at all times, reaching for his touch, so you allowed him to set his feet between yours and settled his hands on your hips.

“Darling, we should talk about what happened, now that we’ve had time to rest.”

Loki led you both out to a small covered porch at the back of the cabin, it’d been too dark to see your surroundings when you arrived but now you could see over through the trees to an open vista. A lake took up the majority of the valley, tailing away into a rushing river at its furthest point. Both sides of the valley were covered in dense trees, golden brown patches in the late autumn and dark green pines knitting together the amber canopy, the mist still rose from them while you settled into an old swing chair. The view was incredible, stealing your breath and your words as Loki settled beside you.

“It reminded me of Norway,” he said, casually, “and so I had to have it. Especially as things became so -” he waves his hand, “messy, in Asgard.”

“It’s beautiful, I could stay here forever.”

“As could I, darling, but we must address what happened. This isn’t the first time you’ve been attacked and I grow concerned it could happen again.” Loki was rarely so serious, even in the early days of your training he had been playful and coy, teasing your abilities from you.

You sat in silence, sipping your coffees while you thought of how to proceed.

“So, I suppose we start with the obvious, we know one of the players in this game now,” Loki said, decisively. “Lugh, it is not a pantheon I know well, though my father was always respectful and my mother knew various members. Though it is possible when my memories were taken, I forgot about other gods as well.”

“I suppose... I don’t know why he’d pretend to care now when he had me happily locked away like some fairytale princess.” You huffed.

“He mentioned your mother? That they were friends? With your mother gone, we could assume he is trying to act on her behalf, protect you as she would.I know my father often behaved in such a manner, keeping secrets when he ought to have told the truth, and then calling it protection, kindness.”

“Do you think - do you think he was the one who kept me locked up as well? Despite it all he didn’t seem like he wanted to be violent, I can’t understand how anyone working for him would be violent when he could have killed us both there and then. And then there’s the boy.”

Loki looked at you, his head tipped to the side. “The boy?” You had mentioned the boy earlier as well, but he had thought you were simply delirious.

“When he touched me, Lugh, I saw a memory of us together. My mother and I were at his house, he was kind and gentle. He encouraged me to go outside and play with a boy, it seemed like I was - happy?” You stared into the trees, hoping some clarity would emerge inside you to stop the churning feeling in your stomach.

“I learnt a lot from my father and one of the most important lessons he ever gave me, well, I don’t believe he intended to teach this as a lesson. But I learnt to never trust his mood. One minute he would love me and call me son, the next he would send me away for decades at a time. I would counsel against trusting Lugh, if he’s lived as long as Odin, the time has eaten away at what’s left of his sanity and I don’t doubt he would be kind to you in one moment and lock you up in the next.” Loki shrugged, melancholy at the memory of Odin, and then took a long drink from his mug.

You looked over to see a sad smile tugging at his lips, as if making fun of Odin was easier than the honesty of his statement.

“Perhaps - but, I recognised his eyes, the boy. I saw him again, he came for me. After I got away from those Asgardian’s, he tried to get me to go with him and I refused. He told me to stop using my magic, just as Lugh did, and then I was taken again by - hmmm.”

“If he warned you against the magic and then you were taken again, perhaps it was not Lugh who kidnapped you.” Loki raised his eyebrows and you nodded, silent and contemplative, already wondering the same. “Perhaps he really was trying to protect you?” Loki still hadn’t told you about the sigil he’d seen, about how he knew who your last captors were. How would he explain to you that your betrothed was out to find you? He had no memory of that war between the Aesir and the Vanir, how could he spoil what was growing between you with a fear like that.

“Perhaps. I just wish there was something in my past I could trust and believe in.”

He felt sick lying to you, even if it was by omission.. Loki had promised himself that he would protect you and he would, for now you needed comfort and peace more than you needed the truth.

You lapsed into silence, finishing your coffee and setting it onto the wooden porch floor. The quiet washed over you, the sound of the water and the rustling trees, even the calls of the birds felt perfectly placed to put you at ease.

After a while, Loki spoke again, quiet and low with that same serious voice that was so unfamiliar. “I still loved him, Odin, though he kept many things from me. Just because things are confusing now, doesn’t mean your happier times are forgotten. You used to speak of your Grandfather and now - well - there has been no mention of him for some time. You are allowed to miss him, and your life before this. It is no slight against me for you to have enjoyed happier times with others. I only wish for you to be happy again now.”

Emotion welled within you, “I do still think of him. I miss him so much, even if - I know, I know he wasn’t real. But he was real for me. He was kind.” You stuttered, reaching out for Loki’s hand to ground you.

“I’m glad.” Loki squeezed back, tangling your fingers together and he held you as you cried “ I think we should consider going back to Tønsberg , to show Brunnhilde what you saw. Perhaps she has some more answers, now that there has been time to think.”

“I thought we were supposed to rendevouz with the team again?” You sniffed, wiping the tears from your cheeks, “won’t they be looking for us when we didn’t meet to swap cars?”

“Well that’s what we were supposed to do, but they’ve got their item now, I thought we could enjoy some time together here and then, when you’re ready, I shall take you home.” Loki put his arm over your shoulders and held you against his side, the deep scent of amber still lingered on him, mixed with the crisp, clean, scent of pine. You tucked your feet up onto the seat, leaning your weight into his warm, strong body and allowed yourself a moment of peace to think of it, a home for you and Loki.

You hadn’t felt as safe and secure since you first left your flat, any time the God was in your presence you felt at peace, content with the world and your place in it. Loki was right, you needed some time together, and practising your fire skills was exactly the kind of cosy activity the glowing hillside and crisp air required.

You whiled away a few more hours, snuggled together in the early winter air, Loki created a small green fire that glowed in front of you while you practised sending blue sparks dancing around the edge.

Inside the cabin the fire smouldered, warm and inviting. Wood stacked by the fireplace shuddered and a single log rolled off onto the floor surrounded in white light.

Distracted outside neither you nor Loki watched the divine woodwork taking place inside as the log slowly became smaller and smaller, leaving chips of wood in it’s wake. Finally, after an hour of craftsmanship, the light faded and left behind a small wooden box. It grew hot, as it sat before the fire and opened, revealing a misty mirror inside, and a swatch of delicate lace wrapped around a glass sphere.

The lace unravelled, allowing the marble to roll away from its container, bumping against the back of the sofa and coming to a stop before the fire, heating up and then cracking, releasing the secret inside.

A soft voice escaped, “I saw a vision of a flock divided, a tup of pure chaos and a ewe of love, a ram standing watch, a singular lamb frolicking, a lamb with a fiery fleece. It has burnt the farm. But from the ashes rises lush land, strong crops and healthy babes. I have told this vision to my husband, and Lugh, he does not believe me when I say she is no threat, he believes this to be a prophecy of Ragnarok, he cannot see the verdant land beyond the fire. You must hide the girl, my friend, I can protect her no longer.”

Frigga’s voice, lost to the mortality that even the seemingly infinite possess, faded into the quiet of the cabin.

And outside your chatter continued obliviously, happy and full of love.

<< Part 12

Part 14>>

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thomasisaslut · 8 months

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Loki Laufeyson

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As your husband

• Your wedding was a mix of Asgard and Jotun traditions, one of them being fucking directly after the ceremony.

• Would tear off your wedding dress (Fix it later with magic obvi.)

• Kisses your knuckles

• Bondage! 💚

• Reads mortal smut to you, will have you reenact the scenes—sometimes will make you read them to him and he will follow them like instructions. Also loves to read to you in general.

• Will indulge in all of your kinks

• Hates, HATES coffee.

• Quite literally will kill for you, you’re hurt? Someones dead.

• Spoils you with the riches of Asgard

• Reassures you that he loves you whenever you seem sad

• Love languages are gifts and psychical touch

• Has two cats.

• Overstimulates you, will edge and edge you forever.

• ADORES cockwarming, will have you sit on him whenever he is reading, writing, working, ANYTHING!

• Would hate showing you his Jotun form but eventually gives in, fucks you later in that form. 🥰

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kining-the-evil · 7 months

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2023 Kinktober Masterlist

It is spooky time everyone! I'm super excited, this is my first big event as a writer, and I have been putting a lot of work into it! If everything goes right, a fic will be published one a day every day this month. This a mature event, so if you can't handle please don't interact.

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Day 1- Cockwarming with Sam Carpenter

Day 2- Edging with James Wilson

Day 3- Knife Play with Tara Carpenter

Day 4-Phone Sex with Billy Loomis

Day 5- Mutual Masturbation with James Wilson

Day 6- Gagged with Finnick Odair

Day 7- Marking/Hickeys with Daisy Johnson

Day 8- Uniform with Bucky Barnes

Day 9-Dumbification with Jason Dean

Day 10- CNC with Stu Macher

Day 11- Thigh Riding with Kate Bishop

Day 12- Overstimulation with Greg House

Day 13- Dirty Talk with Valkyrie

Day 14- Bondage with Natasha Romanoff

Day 15- Ruined Orgasm- Johanna Mason

Day 16- Dacryphilia with Haymitch Abernathy

Day 17- Breeding with James Wilson

Day 18- Humiliation/Degration with Katniss Everdeen

Day 19- Gun Play with Jason Dean

Day 20- Praise with Peggy Carter

Day 21- Spit with Billy Loomis

Day 22- Sex Pollin with Leo Fitz

Day 23- Somnophilia with Loki

Day 24- Car sex with Daisy Johnson

Day 25- Mirror Sex with Randy Meeks

Day 26- Lactation with Dewey Riley

Day 27- Cum Play with Scott Lang

Day 28- Purity with Chad Meeks

Day 29- Pet Play with Stu Macher

Day 30- Double Penitration with Stucky

Day 31- Dry Humping with Randy Meeks

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loki-cees-all · 10 months

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Shhh. {Avengers!Loki x Female Reader One-Shot}

Cee's Loki Fic Masterlist / AO3 Link

Pairing : Avengers!Loki x Female Reader

Summary : You're at a boring party with the God of Mischief when he proposes a very naughty game.

W/c : 3.3k words

Content / Warnings : Soft Dom!Loki, smut, cockwarming, p-in-v, praise kink, hand kink, voice kink, semi-public sex

Author's Note : That's right, everyone - it took me three months to write an additional 2.7k words to complete this preview I posted back in March! But I finally did it!

18+ Only - Minors DNI

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“Would you like to play a game, dear?”

The question sent tingles down your spine. His breath was warm against your ear, and his words were soaked with lust. You didn’t even need to look into his eyes to know they were wild, hungry, and sparkling with mischief.

The party was honestly quite boring, and there was no question in your mind that you wanted to play his game - whatever it was - because he’d been teasing and stirring you up all afternoon.

Leering as he helped you into your evening wear, his touch spreading heat down your body as he clasped the necklace around your neck.

Fiddling with the cufflinks around his wrists, highlighting them and reminding you of how large and powerful his hands were.

Inhaling your perfume and brushing his fingers delicately across yours while you took the elevator to the main floor of the hotel.

At the party, he intentionally positioned himself in your eye-line as you conversed with foreign dignitaries. His eyes smoldered from across the room as they roved up and down your form, and his lips curved into his signature grin as your eyes did the same to him.

And he purposely waited until you were craving him to ask the question, because he already knew your answer.

You raised your wine glass and swallowed the red liquid, crafting a moment to collect yourself. He continued to linger behind you, his lips ghosting over your ear and his scent enveloping you inside a storm of desire.

As you pulled the glass away from your lips, Loki slipped it from your fingers, and you watched as he consumed the remainder of its contents. His flawlessly crafted face turned towards the heavens, exposing every curve of his neck, and you bit your lip as his throat bobbed up and down after swallowing.

You had no idea how he managed to make everything he did - no matter how normal or mundane - seem so attractive, so goddamn obscene.

Your eyes met, and he licked his lips as he set the wine glass on the table, its quiet thud echoing against the ache forming between your legs. His hand slipped around your waist to pull you closer, and goosebumps pricked your skin.

“Ready to leave so soon?” you murmured, trying to hide how enticed you were. You glanced around the packed hotel ballroom, still filled with party-goers chatting and drinking. Dinner was barely over, but the idea of offering yourself up as dessert was becoming more irresistible by the second.

“Oh, little one,” Loki replied, his voice low and deep. “We’re not going anywhere.”

He crushed his lips against yours, and you fought the urge to sink into him. But you wanted to give in, to let everyone see him consume you. He was so magnetic, so erotic - and all he ever wanted was you.

You were both so completely unashamed of how addicted you were to each other. After all, a God and a mortal who were unable to take their hands off each other was something that deserved to be witnessed.

You returned the kiss, unable to resist him, and were surprised at the lack of gasps and whispers as a result of the very public display of affection. But before you could comment on it, he pulled you against him, and his mouth locked onto your neck.

“Loki - ” you breathed as his lips worshiped and sucked on your skin. His tongue ran over your flesh, further igniting the flames of your need.

“Relax, darling…” Loki whispered as he shifted to nibble on your earlobe. “They can’t see us…”

Your heart fluttered against your chest, and your arms slipped around him. His mouth moved along the line of your jaw back to your lips, taking them into another passionate embrace before pulling away to rest his forehead against yours.

“Tell me, pet…are you ready to play our game?”

Already warm with desire, you knew it wouldn’t take very long to play, and the other guests were completely oblivious of what was about to happen. With a heavy breath to summon nerves of steel, you nodded, and his expression shifted into a devilish grin.

“Good girl,” he purred, pressing himself against you and gently pushing you backwards. The edge of the banquet table dug into the back of your legs as he towered over you. Drawing him in for another kiss, you ran your tongue over his lips to ask for entry, and he happily let it in.

As your hands raked through his hair, he effortlessly lifted you up to place you on the table, knocking a plate into a wine glass. The clinking startled the strangers on either side of you, unaware of the sultry tryst happening in the shadows.

“They can hear us?” You froze as they mumbled to themselves and looked around for the cause of the hidden sound. You were sure they couldn’t see you, but it was startling all the same.

Loki’s fingers grazed your chin and redirected your attention to him, an expression of reassurance and coquetry etched onto his features. “They can hear you, but they can’t see us…”

He slowly pulled your knees apart to step closer, and his wandering hands ran their way up your thighs.

“I want to see how long you can keep quiet.” His lips lingered over yours as he gripped your ass and slid you to the edge of the table. “And that, my dear, is the game…”

You shuddered against his electric touch. Everyone in that room was a stranger to you both, and only now did you understand why he suggested going to this event.

You now understood why his teasing earlier had been particularly enticing, and why he had suggested you wear that particular dress, with long slits running up each leg for easier access.

“Do you still want to play?” Loki asked, his hands sliding along the curves of your waist and breasts. You met his gaze again, wishing the fabric of your dress wasn’t preventing skin-to-skin contact as his sensual gaze threatened to burn a hole within you.

“We can always stop, anytime you like, my darling,” he assured. He may have been coined the God of Lies, but he was also the God of Sincerity, and you trusted him completely.

As soon as you bit your lip and shifted your expression to intrigued, he crushed his lips to yours again. With his mouth ravishing yours and his hands roaming your body, you couldn’t help but moan - and it was loud.

Loki pulled away, extracting a whimper from you. Already soaked with arousal, you had never wanted anyone this badly before, and you were dying to know what he was going to do. Would it be his skilled hands? His limber tongue? His generous cock? You were more than ready for all of them.

“You need to be much quieter than that, little one…” he cautioned softly as he cupped your face with his hands.

From your perch on the banquet table, he hovered over you as a statuesque portrait of lust and affection. Your pupils widened with desire and your cunt ached with need as you waited for the game to continue.

“Can you be a good girl for me?” Loki asked, brushing the edge of his nose along yours, his thumbs caressing your cheekbones. “I promise, you will be heavily rewarded if you do…”

You nodded again, and he hummed his approval, shifting back as his hands returned to your thighs. They splayed wide over your skin, heavenly and warm, as they moved at an antagonizing pace before slipping beneath your black lace panties.

Your breath hitched as he arched an eyebrow at you, his face beaming with innocuous sincerity in his tacit request for your assistance. But even that was a tease - he could have shouted at the top of his lungs, gleefully proclaiming his eagerness for their removal, and you still would have complied even if everyone heard it.

But it was a delicate game you were playing, and you were already dizzy and drenched. One wrong move and the game would end before you found out what he was planning to do. You gingerly placed your hands on the table, careful to avoid the dishes and silverware, to push yourself up.

Loki grinned as he slid your panties past your knees and down your calves. You settled back down onto the table, and he slipped them past your high heels without breaking eye contact.

“That’s my girl.” He flashed a pleased smile as he tucked your panties into his pocket. “You’re eager for this, aren’t you?”

You weren’t just eager, you were drunk with anticipation as you tugged him closer, kissing him in silent, reckless abandon. He returned the favor with vigor, and the taste of his tongue against yours was intoxicating while he moved to unbuckle his belt.

But he was taking too long, blatantly tantalizing you, intentionally dragging this out - and it was all becoming too much to bear. With your patience fleeting, you reached between your bodies to slap his hands away and free the buckle yourself.

“It seems I’ve worked you up into quite a frenzy, haven’t I?” Loki chuckled, watching you work in amusement. “I should have proposed this game ages ago…”

You answered silently by dipping your hand inside his waistband and wrapping it around his hardened length, hoping to level the playing field as much as possible. It felt so good to touch the evidence of his desire for you, and his response only furthered your appetite.

A deep groan eased its way through his clenched jaw, and his shuddered breath washed over your bare skin as he hummed against your shoulder. But he only let you stroke him a few moments before taking both of your hands and placing them around his neck.

“We can play that game later, pet…” he declared with a huff of reluctance. His tone was firm and gentle, and it only made you want to misbehave even more. But you accepted the correction with a plan to bide your time until you could tease him again.

“For now…we will continue playing this one.” Loki’s lips widened into a cocky grin as he took your legs and hooked them around his waist.

Still, you loved it when he was determined, when he was specific, when he positioned you the way he wanted you. Once he was completely satisfied, Loki’s mouth moved down to work on your neck as he pressed himself against you.

Gods above, he was so close to filling you up, and how desperately you wanted to yank the cloth off the banquet table, to send plates and glasses shattering to the floor and reveal to the world how shamelessly you wanted him. You settled for a low whine, but it quickly turned into a choked moan as his cock brushed against your slick entrance.

“Oh, dear,” he purred against your ear, letting his teeth graze across the cartilage. “I’m not even inside you, and you’re already making so muchnoise…”

What an absolute menace he was, and you couldn’t help but crave more as he dragged himself against you a second time. Your fingers curled tightly around his hair, and more whimpers fell out of your mouth as your hips searched for him again.

“Are you forfeiting already? Shall we stop?” Loki teased as he started to move away, and you frantically yanked him back. You needed to keep him close, you needed to finish the game; and truthfully, you needed him inside of you.

“I’ll take that as a ‘no’…” Loki grinned at your enthusiasm as he gripped your hips, angling them just right to finally push himself inside.

A heavy groan escaped him, the perfect counterpoint to your abrupt, relieved gasp as that familiar stretch opened within you, and your back arched as you took him in. It wasn’t the first time, and hopefully it wouldn’t be the last, but every time was a divine revelation of what it meant to be his.

Heavy sighs and stifled gasps spilled out from parted lips, and you clung to him, desperate to keep yourself upright as he slowly eased his way inside. The torture of not being able to cry out was both maddening and euphoric, and you weren’t sure you could hold it back much longer.

“Fuck, darling…” he growled as he savored the feeling of your soft, wet cunt. Delicious praise continued to ooze out of him, and you could tell he was fighting the urge to mute you - and the entire table - in order to fuck you senseless.

Straining against another moan, you pulled his bottom lip between yours, hoping the suction would motivate him into forfeit, to take you upstairs and turn you into a screaming mess instead of the silent one you were now.

“You’re cheating the game, my dear…” Loki warned in a scolding and playful voice as he withdrew his lips from yours. “Play fairly, love. It’ll be worth your while, I assure you…”

His sharp exhale cascaded over you as he finally reached the hilt, and you whined softly; a pitiable compromise to the outward cries of delight you wanted to make, and the boisterous calls for everyone to witness the insatiable passion the God of Mischief so effortlessly created within you.

Already so close to coming, you bit your lip and clenched around him - a mixture of unintentional reaction and purposeful teasing that you knew he’d both love and punish you for. It was one of the few options left as each sound of pleasure lodged itself in your throat.

“Oh, sweetheart…have you forgotten who you’re dealing with?” he chided softly, but even the Master of Illusions was unable to hide the amusement in his voice. With another suave grin, his hips tilted, and he pressed his throbbing cock directly against your clit.

The rest of the party quickly became a hazy blur, and you gripped the jacket of his tuxedo as your thighs opened even further, pushing your desperate need against him. If you couldn’t force the game to end in a draw, you could at least try to come sooner; because even without him thrusting, it still felt fucking unbelievable.

“That’s it, my love…” Loki whispered as he nuzzled his face against yours. “Just relax, and enjoy yourself…”

You did as instructed, cherishing the care and comfort he was providing in this delicate situation. Your eyes closed to focus on your breath, and your hands tangled in his hair as he rocked inside you. His movements were deliberate and precise, full of tenderness and sensuality, and you could feel every nerve ending preparing to fire off.

Whether any of the other guests could hear your whimpers of pleasure was officially beyond your concern, and whether you won or lost this game was irrelevant; the only things that existed for you anymore was his cock inside you, and his sinful words in your ear.

“You love this, don’t you? My naughty girl…” Loki teased, sucking on your skin once more and driving you further into madness.

You couldn’t stop your subsequent moan, and were too turned on for it to matter anymore. Your ankles crossed and locked together behind him as shockwaves began to overtake you, each one larger than the last. Throughout each one, Loki remained steadfast in his movements as he tilted and rolled his pelvis against yours.

Your fingers gripped his curls as you buried your face against his shoulder, no longer caring if you suffocated. Your thighs both contracted and released as your pelvis writhed your clit further into oblivion, and your breath hitched as every muscle tensed to the point of snapping.

“Can you come quietly for me, love?”

His tone was so erotic, and you could almost feel the sound vibrating through his cock as it originated in his throat. Your heart beat so fast in your chest you were sure it was going to explode when you did, and your lungs heaved as though you were climbing the highest mountain peak of pleasure.

“Shhh, shhh…” Loki whispered, hooking a supportive arm around your shoulders as he rolled his hips again. “Shhh, darling, I’ve got you…”

It was the absolute hottest thing you had ever heard - so comforting, protective and intimate. Nothing else could ever compare to the euphoria he had just given to you with that one sound, and it was exactly what you needed.

The tension he had spent all day delicately spinning finally snapped, and at last you came undone. Fireworks exploded beneath your eyelids, and your head fell backwards as your mouth opened in another endless, soundless gasp.

An infinite number of endorphins flooded your system and every bit of you froze in place as the orgasm overpowered you. Your legs shook uncontrollably around his waist, knocking loose one of your high heels and leaving it dangling from your toes.

A swirl of glimmering jade descended as he adjusted the seidr to mute your sounds before the high heel clattered to the floor. His free hand caressed the side of your neck, and he continued hushing you in both a soothing and stimulating timbre.

“Shhh, love…” he murmured as you rode out the last waves of exhilaration. “Yes, that’s a good girl. You’re such a good girl for me…”

Your inhales were pointed and breathless as you came back down, and he wrapped you up in an affectionate embrace as aftershocks rattled your body. As your mind attempted to reboot itself, a brief rush of laughter and tears overwhelmed you, and he held you closely through it all.

As the intensity finally subsided, Loki leaned his forehead against yours with another teasing smile on his lips. “So…was that good for you?”

He never stopped joking, and it was one of the things that had attracted you to him in the first place. Your eyelids slowly blinked yourself back to reality, and you gazed up at him with flushed cheeks and a thin sheen of sweat clinging to your hairline.

“Was that question really necessary?” you laughed deliriously, still trembling and clinging to him after your powerful release.

Loki chuckled as he pressed an intimate kiss to your temple. “It wasn’t, but I love the way you sound after you finish…”

His lips shifted to gently kiss your neck and jaw, each one threatening to reignite your cravings. You inhaled deeply in an attempt to calm down and to savor the warmth and security of his arms, his scent, and his voice in a moment of quiet reflection.

After a few more minutes, he graciously handed you a glass of water, allowing you more time to recover as he adjusted your clothing and his back to normal. You watched the party winding down as you sipped, and were amused by the fact that everyone had missed the best part of it.

Loki carefully slipped an arm around your waist as he helped you down from the banquet table, and your legs quivered like jello as he weaved you both around the few couples remaining in the ballroom.

It was difficult to believe this thoughtful and considerate man actually existed. He still didn’t seem real, despite several months of both knowing and loving him, and you were so grateful for Thor insisting Loki be allowed to join the team, and for bringing him into your life.

“Are you ready for your reward now, darling?” Loki grinned as he led you into the hotel lobby and pushed the elevator button for your floor.

“Will it be a proper fucking?” You wiggled your eyebrows playfully and pressed yourself against him. Even you couldn’t believe you were ready for more so soon, but that was just the effect he had on you.

“Of course, my dear, if that’s what you’d like…” Loki smiled as the elevator dinged, and he eagerly pulled you inside. “And this time, I highly encourage you to be as loud as possible…”

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