I want everyone to look at this image and tell me if that's not the look of someone longing but knowing it's not the time for what he wants.
This happened multiple times before and he knew how to respond to Mobius so he could stand back and let him continue.
But that leaves me thinking, how did he figure out? How did he first reacted to Mobius demanding his attention? What did he have to say first to get to the conclusion that he just needed to say "trust me" and "watch" ?
Did he ever tried explaining it to him? How did that go? I need so much answers and that's a perfect opportunity for heartbreaking fics (or in the best of cases a cannon spin off)
But I can't sleep and my heart aches with Loki's tragedy. I feel like a child having watched a very well performed Shakespeare play for the first time in my life.
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Needy
relationship: loki x fem!reader
summary: you and loki are celebrating your 100th year of, and you’re feeling quite needy
warnings: 18+ (minors and pearl clutcher please leave), piv sex (not for very long), pet names, loki just being a good husband
word count: 670
You and Loki were a tangled mess. Skin on skin, breath on breath. Today is the day that marks the 100th year anniversary of you and Loki being wedded. The passion was still clearly there, and the connection was still strong.
“That feels so good” you moaned out, raking your nails down the alabaster skin on his back. He grunted at the pain and jerked his hips harder into yours. You both let out a moan of pure pleasure. You leaned up toward Loki’s neck, trailing love bites down to his collarbone, “Loki… Please…” you moaned in a plea, not entirely sure what you were begging for, but all you knew is that you wanted more.
“I know, my love, I’m right here,” Loki cooed, brushing the loose hair out of your face, before moaning at you clenching around him, “Shit, darling…” He moaned into your neck as he felt himself spasm inside of your tight cunt. You threw your head back as you began to feel a coil build up in your stomach causing you to buck against his hips, in order to get just enough friction.
“Loki.. I—” You started out in a warning moan
“Me too, my love, just wait a second for me, okay, baby? Can you do that for me?” Loki asked, panting for air, his free hand lowering down to your clit, circling it rapidly, making it harder and harder to hold your orgasm.
“Loki… I— I can’t hold it anymore!” You wept out in pleasure. Loki connected his lips to yours, tangling your tongues together in a messy kiss.
“Let go for me, beloved, I’ve got you,” Loki whispered into your mouth, in between your kisses. That was all you needed to release all over him. Waves of pleasure hit you as you bucked against Loki as he released his seed into you. A deep moan left his lips as he threw his head back. Holding his hips to yours, ensuring every drop of him remains inside.
After a few moments, Loki practically collapsed onto you. He breathed into the crook of your neck, inhaling the natural scent of you, now accompanied by the smell of your guys’ strenuous activities. Meanwhile, you laid below him, playing with his hair, twirling it around your finger, and drawing small shapes on his back.
“I love you, Loki” You sighed out in relaxation as you felt the soft patter of his heartbeat against your rib cage.
“I love you more, darling,” Loki replied. The two of you continued to lay there for a little while before Loki spoke up again, “I should run you a bath,” Loki said, attempting to get up, which was quickly stopped by you wrapping your legs around his waist.
“Don’t go.” You murmured into his neck, pressing kisses onto his collarbone. You heard Loki chuckle above you, but he listened and stayed laying down
“My love, I’m not going anywhere. I was just going to run you a bath, that was it, I swear,” Loki replied with a cheeky smile.
“Then take me with you,” You quipped, kissing him.
“My needy, needy girl” Loki chuckled, standing up, grabbing on your hips, to keep you in his arms. You tightened the grip of your legs on his waist as he got up.
He led you into the en-suite bathroom, placing you down on the sink. When he tried to tear away from you, you whined in protest. Loki cocked an eyebrow at your neediness.
“I like it when you’re nearby” you confessed, kissing his lips. Loki laughed, but accepted your kiss.
“We’ve been together for over 100 years, and you can’t let me walk 3 feet to start the bathtub?” Loki mused, caressing your cheek.
“Nope” You replied, popping the ‘p’ in “nope” before giggling and nuzzling into his neck.
“You make things very difficult,” Loki started, before flicking his wrist, magicking the bathtub to start filling up with water at the perfect temperature, “perhaps that’s the reason why I married you,”
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i have no idea where i got these ideas from but i’m rocking with them. i also wrote that when it was like midnight soooo
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