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zylice · 6 months

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🐍💚🟢 Mind blowing and Mind bending ‘Loki’ Facts 🐍💚🟢

~ Loki’s Impact on the Marvel Universe and How he is a Catalyst ~

‪*If he didn’t let the Frost Giants into Asgard to interrupt Thor’s coronation, Thor wouldn’t have come to Earth and met Selvig who then later helped Loki create the ‘space portal machine’ in the Avengers. ‬

*If he didn’t try to destroy Jotunheim then he would never have fallen into the black hole, gotten the Space and Mind stone and got the Avengers to assemble and ‘deliver’ these Infinity Stones to them. He let himself get caught by the Avengers because he WANTED to LOSE!

‪*If he hadn’t of killed Coulson, we wouldn’t have Agents of SHIELD.

‪*If he hadn’t got the sceptre, Wanda wouldn’t have gotten her amplified powers nor would Vision or Ultron ever have existed. Thor & Tony wouldn’t have had their prophesying visions about what would likely happen in IW..‬‬ 🟠

‪*In Thor The Dark World, he saved Jane in order to prevent the Aether (the Reality Stone) from disappearing into the void‬..🔴

*He accidentally got his mother killed & therefore banished Odin which caused to age faster which resulted in him dying and Hela to be released.

‪*He also called for Skurge to take them back to Asgard via the Bifrost but Hela caught the ride with them (who is Loki’s biological sister) which resulted in he and Thor to be sent to Sakaar where Thor reunited with the Hulk and met Valkyrie and Ragnarok to be caused. ‬

‪*If he didn’t take the Tesseract from Odin’s vault in Thor Ragnarok, Thanos wouldn’t have been able to find it therefore the snap either wouldn’t have happened or been delayed. 🟦

‪*If he didn’t let Thanos kill him in Infinity War, Thor would have been snapped out of existence and Thanos would have succeeded in erasing half‬ of the universe.‬.

‬ *If he didn’t use the Tesseract to escape in Endgame, we wouldn’t have the multiverse since he wouldn’t have become the ‘God of Stories’ or create the TVA. 🟦

‪*Sylvie Killing Kang at the end of ‘Loki S1’ made the next big villain for the Avengers to face in Kang Dynasty and Secret Wars. ‬

‪*In ‘Loki S2,’ he has to save the multiverse from being destroyed.

‪*Loki has to recruit heroes from across the multiverse in order to eliminate the ‘Kang Threat.’‬

‪*He can manipulate and re write time now that he is the ‘God of Stories.’‬ 🖊️📖

‪He is a catalyst. ‬

Doctor Strange saw that the only way it would all work was if Tony sacrificed himself. He saw what Loki was doing behind the scenes. Loki recruited HIMSELF into the TVA after recruiting Mobius and other underdogs in order

to humble and guide him. He even created Sylvie so that he could see from the outside what he had once been like and learn to ‘love himself.’ He has to tell her and his past self to not be selfish and power hungry (akin to Charles telling Logan to ‘guide his younger self’ in X-Men: Days of Future Past. He was ‘acting’ bad in the Avengers!! Loki admired Tony because of what he was doing. His purpose was to save the universe! 😭 He told Thor that the ‘Sun would shine on them again’ because he KNEW that they would reunite again eventually and told Thanos ‘You will never be a God.’ Because Loki was always that many steps ahead in the grand scheme of things. He was guiding himself and everyone else the ENTIRE time!😌💚

Btw: Loki called Don ‘Mobius’ due to Tony discovering the ‘Mobius’ strip’ in Endgame. He always admired Tony’s ‘glorious purpose’ and that’s why he keeps referring to him in the ‘Loki’ series and Mobius knows ALL about Loki because HE, Loki MADE him that way!😉🧬

He actually planned to get killed by Thanos in order to save Thor from being snapped and he knew that he would come back one way or another. He said these things for a reason! “I assure you brother, the sun will shine on us again” and “You will never be a God!”

Despite Frigga saying: ‘You’re so perceptive about everyone but yourself,’ the older, wiser Loki knows himself well enough in order to change the other, younger version of himself. He knows EVERYTHING about the Avengers members in the first Avengers movie for a REASON! 😉

So there. Loki is indeed more important to the Marvel Universe than we all realised. 😌‬💚

Thor, Hulk and Loki about the ‘Sun.’ God of Stories Loki made it so that the phrase the ‘sun is going down’ to calm the Hulk down and subdue him and the ‘sun shining on him and Thor again’ was to inspire hope and energy. ☀️

Loki is the ‘World Serpent’ Jörmungandr. 🐍

He created the World Tree Yggdrasil otherwise known as the ‘Tree of Life.’ 🌳

His new helmet is made out of ‘universal rock’ with the essence of the Time Stone in its core. 🟢

His previous horned helmets were gold and so is his new throne because he is an incarnation of Midas.⚱️

The Time Stone is green because of Loki. ‪Did he create it? Did he some how get it to Sanctum Sanctorum?‬ 🟢

‪Did Loki make Heimdall send Bruce to the Sanctum in Infinity War since Loki had been there before (in Ragnarok?) Is that why Bruce mentions ‘Loki’ to Tony, Stephen and Wong informing and warning them about Thanos?‬

So Loki WAS supposed to take the Tesseract in the Endgame heist after all. Kang planned it! 🤯🟦

He can read and control minds 🟡 He can traverse space 🔵 He can control and manipulate time 🟢 He has died and came back to life many times and sacrificed his soul to save the multiverse 🟠 He can manipulate reality with powerful illusions 🔴 He has the power of the multiverse as he absorbed *THREE* black holes when the loom exploded 🟣 And he can rewrite *EVERYTHING!* 🖊️📖 ✨🤯

He is an *OMNIPRESENT, OMNIPOTENT NEXUS BEING* at this point! He can harness all the power of the *MULTIVERSE* after absorbing time and space from the temporal loom! His power is only second to that of the CELESTIALS!! 🤯

*SCREW* the infinity stones! He *IS* the infinity stones He’s essentially a living *INFINITY GAUNTLET!* 🌀🔴🟠🟡🟢🔵🟣 and said *“Fine. I’ll do it myself.”* And recruit heroes from across the multiverse in order to defeat Kang! 😎

He’s the most powerful Marvel character at this point. Creating the world tree, absorbing the multiverse and governing everything in it, *PERIOD!* No need for infinity stones ANYMORE! 🔴🟠🟡🟢🔵🟣

He (Loki) just *LITERALLY* erased, reset and rebooted and *SAVED* the MCU! 🤯🌀

Is the Time Stone green because of Loki? His eyes were *VERY* green after the temporal loom exploded. Did he create it? Did he some how get it to Sanctum Sanctorum?‬ 🟢

‪Did Loki make Heimdall send Bruce to the Sanctum in Infinity War since Loki had been there before (in Ragnarok?) Is that why Bruce mentions ‘Loki’ to Tony and Stephen informing and warning them about Thanos?‬

‪This show just changed Marvel in just about EVERY WAY! 🤯 ‬

He didn’t ‘break the loop.’ He ‘became the loop’ in order to save his friends, family and the entire multiverse. ♾️

Tony sacrificed himself to save half of the universe. Loki sacrificed himself to save the entire *MULTIVERSE!* 🤯

He’s not only the ‘protector of the nine realms’ but *ALL* of existence in *EVERY UNIVERSE!* Making him *MORE* powerful than Odin the ‘All-Father.’ 🤯

He can hear, see, influence and *FEEL* every being in the *ENTIRE MULTIVERSE!* 💚

He didn’t take the infinity stones or crave power anymore but to instead protect the universe and that’s what he’s doing and *THAT* gave him the ultimate power of God! 🥹💚 🔴🟠🟡🟢🔵🟣🚫

The reason that the multiverse exists is because of Loki and how Deadpool, the X-Men etc can enter the MCU.

It really was ‘Loki All Along.’ 😉💚

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ijuststareatstuffhereok89 · 2 years

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Nights at the Circus: Part VIII

Sparks fly at the Stark Investors Soiree, but will fists? Or will, perhaps, something entirely unexpected happen instead? With Steve on your arm, all you know is that Loki’s jealous eye is stalking you throughout the party, and you’re not sure what he’ll do next.

PART VII, Masterlist

Content Warning: Jealous AF Loki, public teasing, descriptions of exhibitionism and spanking, sex magic, Dom!Loki Word Count: 3.3k

You decided not to tell Loki when he came home that evening, instead avoiding him entirely by watching a movie with Thor and Tony. Instead, you chose to wait until the next morning, and after you completely an hour in the gym, warming up for what was probably going to be another muscle-achingly intense session later, this time with Natasha.

You almost expected Loki to slip in and watch you, but it wasn’t until you were almost finished with a simple floor exercise that you heard the elevated voices from the corridor outside.

“What are you doing up here, Loki?”

“I was about to ask you the same, Rogers.”

Ugh, all men are babies, you thought to yourself. I feel like I’m in school again.

“I was coming up here to see if Y/N needed a sparring partner,” Steve explained. “And you? I can think of only one reason you’d be up here. After all, she is the only one on this floor.”

“Just like you to inject rash assumptions into my motivations. You truly are Captain America,” replied Loki.

“You haven’t said one polite word to her since she’s arrived. I don’t know what you two have against each other, but we are adults here, and it’s on you to act like it. If you’d pulled a prank while she was up in the air, she could’ve fallen and broken an ankle.”

You smiled, and you could see as you quietly walked up behind Steve that Loki knew what you were thinking.

“I’m not going to let you mess with her anymore,” Steve continued. “We’re going to the party together tomorrow night, and you can bet I’ll be watching out for her.”

Loki’s expression went neutral. You stopped in your tracks, still a good ten feet behind Steve.

“How sweet,” Loki said behind gritted teeth. “Love seems to be in the air as well as the little Fire Bird’s acrobatics.”

“Don’t go there,” Steve grunted. “If you aren’t going to treat her with respect, then just let her be.”

“Actually,” you chimed in, making Steve sharply turn around, “I’m glad he’s here, Steve. I was planning on talking things through with him myself as soon as I found him. I don’t need you to be my white knight, you know.”

Steve looked sheepishly at the ground and nodded. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“And no time like the present,” you continued. “Steve, I’m training with Nat this afternoon. We can talk about the party at dinner.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me on standby?” Steve offered. You shook your head quietly. “Alright, but if he gives you any trouble you’re not ready for, I’m going to be helping Bruce in the lab later.”

Steve turned and walked away from the temporary defeat. You turned back to Loki.

“So,” he mumbled. “You’ve got a date for the soiree.”

“I’ll admit, I was only half-paying attention when he asked,” you confessed, “but I also don’t plan on rejecting the invitation.”

“Let’s retreat to my room to discuss this in private,” Loki proposed.

You took a step back and vigorously shook your head. “No, I’d prefer we do this on neutral ground.”

“Very well, Bird,” Loki scoffed. “So, you’re just going to try and fuck your way through the whole Initiative, are you? Who’s next, my brother? Natasha?”

You growled angrily. “You would like that, wouldn’t you? You seem the type to like to watch people.”

Loki smirked. “On the contrary, I prefer when people watch me. Why? Were you considering inviting Steve into our trysts? So you can suck his cock and mine at the same time? Oh, it IS a little slut, isn’t it?”

You couldn’t stand it anymore. You walked right up to Loki and struck him on his right cheek, which instantly reddened. “Listen here, Loki, we may have some warped ‘thing’ going on between us, but NO ONE talks to me that way! I ought to tell everyone about us right now, and we can see how they feel about it.”

“All that would do, little girl, is let everyone know how easy it was to get you to take your clothes off for me. Maybe Steve will hear that and think he can finally lose his virginity,” he joked half-heartedly.

“Fuck off, Loki,” you swore. “You’re acting like we’re married! Well, if that happens, please drug me and drag me to the psych ward first.”

Loki pouted and waited a moment, planning his next barb. “You only wish you could be so worthy as to be my wife.”

“I don’t want to be your wife! I don’t want to be here! If fucking you behind closed doors is going to lead to this Dawson’s Creek shit, I may as well set your ass on fire and leave you here in a pile of ash.”

“Such language,” Loki purred, closing in on your again and speaking seductively, his signature move to win an argument. You knew it well, now. “Next time I have you naked in my bed, I’m putting a gag over that pretty little mouth of yours.”

“WILL YOU STOP THAT!?” you yelled, putting a hand on his chest and igniting it, forcing Loki to stumble back. He looked up at you with genuine surprise, and perhaps a little hurt. “Every time we get into this, you just go with the whole forbidden tempter schtick to make me succumb! I’m on to you!”

Loki looked around a moment. “Well then, if you have me so thoroughly figured out, what do you propose, Little Bird?”

“That you let me go on this date with Steve. I don’t like him romantically. I don’t even want to sleep with him, ok? I made a commitment, accident though it was, and I’m just going to honor it. Besides, it’s not like you’ll see me much there anyway. Tony asked me to do a demonstration for the guests.”

“Oh, how lovely,” Loki quipped. “You’re going to set yourself aflame and shake your pert little ass for the elites of New York society! Such dignity!”

You sighed, exasperated. “For fuck’s sake, it’s my debut as an Avenger. They need to see me.”

You and Loki spent moment looking at each other, almost as if a staring contest would determine who was in the right. “I’ve already told you, I don’t do the jealous type.”

“Except you already have, twice,” Loki responded with a small smile. “It’s who I am. I don’t share well, and I never have.”

You snarled, “Well, it’s exhausting. Can’t you just let me do this? As I said, I didn’t exactly raise my hand and jump up and down when he asked me. If I assure you that I’m not actually dating him, will you not lose your head for once?”

Loki bit his lip and cocked his head to the side as he thought it out. “You…you do know what the rules are, remember?”

“Rules?”

“If you disobey me, I punish you. If you go with Steve tomorrow night, I suppose I can behave myself…but I already told you how I felt about him, so don’t be surprised if seeing you with him makes me twitch.”

You felt your spine tingle and your skin go hot. “Does this mean you’re fine with it?”

“Absolutely not,” Loki answered. “As I said, I will need to punish you later for the insolence.”

You looked around the corridor, as if someone was going to round the corner at any moment and bust you.

“And how do you suggest we do that?” you asked meekly, turning your submissive character on.

Loki grinned and his shoulders dropped as you finally gave him the inch he wanted. “Just wait.” With that, he spun around on his heels and began leaving your presence.

“Wait!” you called after him. “When will you teach me my lesson?”

Loki slowly turned back to you and winked. “At the party. In front of everyone.”

Before you could protest, he turned away from you and retreated, leaving you perplexed, furious, and horny as hell in the middle of the hallway.

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The finale of Stravinksy’s Firebird Suite swelled as you completed 16 fouettés and let your hands and ankles glow with blue flames as you spun. You’d spoken with Tony, who suggested throwing together something with more dance elements than acrobatics (the space was too small), and to a soundtrack that “the Boomers” wouldn’t find offensive. Luckily, the dance training you’d had in the circus was enough to bring together a five-minute tableau (set to music you picked unironically in spite of the name). You were no Misty Copeland, but it was the fire you knew they wanted to see anyway, so you biggest worry was not setting the place ablaze.

Steve was in the front row, a big admiring smile on his face. Though you couldn’t see him, you knew Loki was somewhere in the crowd, possibly about to do something drastic. You hoped, however, that he wouldn’t stoop so low as to destroy your presentation.

As the final chord reached a climax, you took your final pose, stretching to the ceiling with one arm, holding the other out behind you, your feet in pointed fourth position. The party goers cheered and applauded, and you could even hear a few “bravas” in the crowd. You took a quick bow as Tony came out onto the floor to join you.

“See? We don’t just smash buildings and save your asses,” Tony spoke up. “We know how to relate to you. The Initiative wants to work with you all to make the world a safer place, so be sure to keep that in mind as we get you drunk and ask you for money.”

The party laughed, and Tony brought up a sound system with a more standard gala soundtrack. He leaned over to you. “I think The Cap was impressed.”

You swallowed hard to stop yourself from sighing. “Okay,” was all you could muster as a reply.

Tony gave you a puzzled look, but he didn’t have time to say anything else before Steve made his way over. The lights came up, and you could see Loki on the other side of the room in an all-black suit, his hair combed back, leaning against a wall with an empty shot glass. His eyes were laser-focused on you from all the way by the door.

God, what is he going to do to me here? You shuddered in anticipation. Shit, he’s hot.

“Y/N, that was a stunning display,” Steve commented.

You felt yourself blush. “Thank you. I needed a little bit of dance training if I was to make anything of my circus act.”

“Well, you were quite a vision,” he admitted.

Oh rats, you thought. He’s actually into me. Am I leading him on?

“Thank you. I have to admit, I’m nervous about meeting some of these people,” you confessed. Steve nodded. “I hope I don’t say something wrong to someone and piss them off.”

“I’ve met some of these people. Only about half of them are snobs, so if you just let them talk about themselves, it’ll work out. Stick with me tonight and you’ll ace it.”

You giggled and let Steve lead you into the party, where several minutes went by with you making small talk in between recitations of the story of how your fire came to be. People were, for the most part, fascinated by you, and you played your role as the ‘relatable’ one rather well. Every other minute, you flicked your eyes over to Loki, who was still hyper-focused on you, but hadn’t moved from the wall.

Maybe he’s just tormenting me by making me THINK he’s going to pull something….

“Good evening,” you heard Loki say as he suddenly appeared at your side.

Damn.

“Oh, Loki, I didn’t even realize you’d made it,” Steve said with a smile. “Where have you been? You must have missed Y/N’s performance.”

“I’m not one for small talk. I prefer enjoying the revelries from the periphery,” he answered. “And no, I did not miss the show. I stood in the back. No sense in being selfish and taking up the front seats when the display is for the investors, yes?”

You held back a laugh as Steve nodded awkwardly. Was a cat fight going to break out?

“However, I did come over to you with a purpose. I must speak with Y/N for a moment,” Loki insisted, looking at you with a wink. You raised an eyebrow as you felt your stomach flutter excitedly.

“You must? Loki, there’s no reason to start something here, you need to—”

“—I’ll be right back, Steve,” you interrupted, breaking free from his arm and standing over by Loki. “For fuc—heaven’s sake, I will be five minutes,” you assured him, making sure to look Loki in the eye and emphasize the last words. Loki smiled and nodded.

“Okay, but call me if he touches you,” Steve requested.

“Oh, there’s no need to worry about that,” Loki replied slowly. “I don’t intend to lay a hand on her.”

You noticed Loki wiggle his fingers discreetly, and suddenly, you felt your cunt go hot with need, a dull, pleasurable ache radiating down your core. It took everything to not react to your sudden arousal. That. Bastard.

Loki motioned for you to follow him back to where he had been standing by the wall. “It will be easier for you to hear me from here,” he reasoned.

“Loki, what the fu---uh---huuuuh!” you began to scold, but instead began moaning as Loki waved a finger again. You were beginning to feel yourself slicken. “No fair!”

“I gave you plenty of warning,” Loki chuckled. “Now, you’re going to stand here with me and listen to me tell you what I’d be doing right now if I didn’t have to mind my manners in front of these people. You’re going to listen to me tell my story, okay, pet?”

“Oh, Loki,” you whispered. “You’re going to drive me insane.”

“Also, that tingle that I know you feel between your legs right now? It’s not going away until I say it is.”

He flicked a finger again, and suddenly the growing heat inside you began pulsing weakly.

“Now, I won’t be forbidding you from doing anything, Fire Bird,” he continued, “but keep in mind, we have to be on our best, most appropriate behavior for our rich friends.”

“I’m getting you back for this, asshole,” you responded. Loki tsked and shook his head.

“My pet, if I could, I would throw you over my shoulder, bring you to the center of this room, tear your dress off, and take you over my knee and spank you until your cheeks were red. In front of everyone here.”

You weren’t flaming, but your face was still burning.

He went on. “Then, I would flip you over and claim your cunt in full view of anyone who wished to watch, so the whole room would know that you belong to me. I would make you shout my name so loudly that the music wouldn’t be able to drown out your shrieks of love for me. I would show our lusty audience what happens when Master’s Pet displeases him.”

Your walls were trembling violently. You were conscious that you were already flooded with desire inside.

“I would make Rogers sit in the front row to watch as I fucked you over and over, so there’d never be any mistake again who owns your pussy and who never will. I’d make you cum over and over, and every time I did, I would look up into that child’s toy mascot’s eyes as you quivered under me and moaned my name, asserting my dominance and skills that he couldn’t possibly aspire to.”

Your knees began shaking, your twat aching for Loki’s cock to fill it in.

“Do you think that bloat of a man could fuck you the way I could? Because I’ll make a confession: I can’t stand the thought of him having what’s mine. Imagining you milking his cock instead of mine irritates me to no end. I want you all to myself, and I would prove it in front of the whole world by going inside you, here and now, giving those investors a presentation of our own.”

“Damn you,” you mumbled.

“You wouldn’t be able to walk for three days after I got through with you, and you would squirm and squeal and enjoy every single moment of it, my little slut,” Loki mused, painting such an overwhelming scenario to punctuate the burning ache between your legs. “Now, tell me, pet, are you still dripping for me down there?”

“Yes,” you breathed your answer as softly as fathomable, pressing your thighs together and trying not to show how turned on you were. “I want your dick inside me, Loki. Hard.”

“That’s interesting,” Loki said. “Because I stopped casting my spell on your desperate, soaked cunt at the Rogers part of my tale, a few moments back.”

“Hey Loki, its been five minutes, now will you leave her alone?” said Steve, having briskly walked over upon seeing the heat rise in your face, which he took for genuine embarrassment. “Do I need to remind you that you are under our responsibility? I’m not in the mood to explain you to anyone.”

“Explain me?” Loki sneered. “What exactly does that mean?”

“I think you know what I mean,” said Steve. “I have you figured out.”

“Oh, you do, now?” Loki raised an eyebrow. “Do share your conclusions with us.”

“You’re in love with Y/N,” Steve spat out his accusation. “But you know you’re too far beneath her, so you resort to what boys all do in school and pick on her to gain her attention. Well, we aren’t children, so unless you plan to grow up any time soon, stay the heck away from her.”

Loki’s face went white at the charge of love. Something inside you got the feeling that Steve’s blunt indictment hit a nerve with him.

“Hey, I can speak for myself, Steve,” you barked at him. “And I’ll thank you to quit trying to be cavalier with me. That’s certainly not the way to my heart, so maybe you’re the one who needs to think again!”

“You looked upset,” he said, defending himself. “What was he saying to you?”

“Why is it any of your business, what he said to me?” you rebounded. “Steve, we can talk in the morning, but I’ll be honest…I just want to leave. Loki was only saying that my dance style was similar to a kind they have on Asgard.” You were beginning to feel a headache coming on as a result of all of this drama, and you began rubbing your temples with your fingers to try and stave it off.

“Y/N,” Loki said softly, his dominant demeanor melting away upon seeing the distress beginning to build behind your eyes. “Are you feeling okay?”

“I will once I get into bed,” you sighed. “Steve, please don’t antagonize Loki anymore, just because you don’t approve of him. It doesn’t make you appear any more manly to pass down judgement like that.”

Steve frowned, a humbling blush creeping up his face. “I apologize, Y/N.”

“Tell Tony I said good night, and that I would have stayed longer, but I got a headache,” you said, making your move to leave.

Before you left the room, you turned back to see Loki’s eyes following you, as you expected. Steve’s back was to you. You held up a subtle finger and mouthed the words “one hour, my room.”

You could barely make it out, but Loki gave a subtle head nod to affirm the appointment. By the time Steve turned around to see who Loki was gesturing at, you’d already slipped off to go upstairs and make ready for the rest of your punishment.

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ayo-edebiri · 6 months

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life was simpler when loki just wanted that stupid blue cube

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The World's Tree

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Blue Christmas

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Summary: You ask Loki to give you something special for Christmas. A/N: This is a Secret Santa gift for @divine-knight-hand. I wanted to give you everything you requested, my love, but I already wrote something similar a while ago. For the sake of not sounding repetitive, I altered your request just a little bit. I hope you still like it. However, please check out the other story because it checks off all your points! And is Christmas-themed! Mayari: If You Let Me. Also, sorry for the cringy title. I couldn't think of anything else. Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Word Count: Over 2.7k Warnings: Explicit. Smut. P in V. Jotunn Loki (yes, cuz he's a whole warning!)

You crossed your legs as the last rays of the sun were trickling down on your body. Your book was discarded on the ground as the condensation from your Pina Colada dripped down onto the side table.

Loki had surprised you and whisked you away to the Fiji Islands for Christmas— no more crowded New York streets. No more dirty ice falling onto you from the splash of an oncoming taxicab. And certainly, no more missions and assignments till the New Year.

It had been an exhaustive nineteen-hour flight. Especially since he didn’t tell you anything he was planning. When you came home to your room earlier that day, you were greeted by Loki with two suitcases on either side of him.

“Merry Yuletide, Darling,” he said as he rolled your luggage over to you and kissed you on your lips in greeting.

“Loki- what?”

“No time to explain, we need to leave now in order to catch our flight,” he said ushering you out the door by patting you on the bum. You jumped up with giddiness, planting a lipstick-stained kiss on his cheek. He was always surprising you with little trinkets and excursions.

“Thank you, sir,” you said in a deep voice.

“Ooh, you dangerous nymph. Go on. I need my wits about me till we get on the plane. I can’t have you distracting me.”

“Then, after?” you asked luring him to a sinful promise.

“After,” he promised in the same breathy tone.

That was two days ago. Loki had kept his promise, and then some- inducting you both into the mile-high club several times over.

Now, here you were in a private villa surrounded by an infinity pool that stretched towards the Pacific, watching your godly boyfriend come out of the water. He ran his hands through his hair, combing the droplets from his tresses. Beads fell down the defined lines of his muscles causing you to heat up in the already balmy weather.

The sight of Loki, wet and in nothing but short swim trunks, was enough to make you convulse. You were sure that if Michelangelo had a model for David, it would’ve been Loki. And knowing Loki, you wouldn’t have been surprised if it was him.

He came up to you, lounging on your chair, and shook his wet hair in front of you to tease you. “St-stop!” you laughed as you playfully pushed him before you got completely wet.

“Awe, come on, Darling. I thought you liked me wet?” he charmed as he sat next to you and leaned in for a kiss.

“I have to admit, it is kind of refreshing.” You said as your hands guided themselves around his slick body. “It’s so hot here. I might need something to cool me down,” you tempted.

There was a flash of understanding in his face. Nights of hedonistic pleasure and anticipation of his moods taught you how to read him. If you weren’t so attuned to him- so zealously infatuated with him and his praise over you, you would have missed it. But you didn’t.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“Nothing. I just-” he paused for a second, trying to find the right words. “There was a reason why I chose Fiji.”

“You mean, the beautiful waters and sandy beaches weren’t enough of a reason?” you joked.

“It’s in the southern hemisphere. Which means that it’s summer here whilst still cold and winter back home.”

“Why would the season be an issue?”

“Contingency.”

“Contingency, for what?” you asked confused.

“It was about what you wanted for Christmas,” he answered slowly. Confusion still clouding your memory. Little bits and pieces of a long-forgotten conversation nipped at your mind as you tried to piece together what you had asked him to give you.

As if to remind you, Loki raised his hand and cupped your face. As he did so, his fingers turned a beautiful shade of blue. It was fair, yet sharp. It reminded you of the color of blue thistles on a cold afternoon.

As he touched your cheek, a shiver ran down your skin making you shudder for the first time since you arrived. Realization struck you as you remembered the conversation you two had a month ago.

“I think I know what I want for Christmas,” you lured him in. “And what is that, my Darling?” Loki said absentmindedly while looking through his mission briefing. “You." “You already have me,” he scoffed, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I meant…all of you…the other you…” you trailed silently. Loki looked at you bewildered. There were many nights he had dreamt of taking you in his other form, wondering how you would react to him. He’s postponed showing you this long because he was afraid of his feral nature. He would be at the mercy of his urges and base needs. Loki wasn’t quite sure how to ease you into that new situation. Would he be too much for you? Knowing your adventurous spirit, you wouldn’t mind having his beastly side take you. “Why, you little nymph. Now, why would you want to see that side of me, hmm?”

Excitement bubbled up inside you. “Loki, I-” you started, but he quickly put a finger to your lips to quiet you.

“I want this, Darling. And I want it with you. So, if at any point in time, you want to stop, you know our safe word.” You nodded your head enthusiastically and Loki chuckled. “But I should let you know, that…there was a reason why I’ve waited this long to show you. I become somewhat different when I change. Jotunns, in their very nature, are severe. Harsher. They have to be, to live in the climate they do, and survive.”

You sat there, fervently hanging onto every word Loki was saying. “We relied upon each other for strength, for warmth, basic needs…” Loki trailed off, tracing your lower lip with his cold finger. “You can imagine the creativity we had in finding ways to keep our blood warm and stave off the frigid climate.” You nodded solemnly at his words as if they were gospel.

“If we do this, I need you to be in control. Do you understand me, Darling?” he asked, inching closer to you. You felt a shiver run down your body. You focused on his eyes as his lips weaved a spell for you to follow. “I won’t know how much is too much. How rough is too rough.”

Loki grabbed your hips and sat you on his lap. The sudden move made you yelp into his arms. “Sorry, my dear. You see, I’m already too excited. My body is reacting to you.” He ran his nose up and down your neck. His cold hands encircled your back, caging you on top of him. “I’ve wanted to take you like this for so long.” His hands entwined themselves with your hair and pulled as his lips met yours in a crushing kiss.

You held on tightly, with your legs wrapped around his waist, as Loki stood up and walked both of you to the edge of your bed. When he broke the kiss, you heard him moan before he continued to suck a bruise onto your neck.

You felt his body change. The hairs atop your skin began to stand as the temperature began to drop. The once-sweltering heat that prickled your skin was replaced by the cool tingles of his touch. It surrounded you and enveloped you in a cold caress. You finally understood the need for a warmer climate. With a slight force, he released you from him, falling onto the soft mattress below.

That was when you had your first glimpse of his true self. The beautiful shade of blue you had seen earlier spread throughout his body. His form was somehow sharper, more jagged. Yet still soft and giving. He had markings defined by fine lines and grooves. They traced over his muscles and sinew, highlighting the best parts of himself. You followed them with your eyes as it led your stare down to his protruding cock. Your jaw went slack as you noticed how hard he was for you already.

Loki watched you appraise him. Your wanton eyes grew darker, and your breathing got quicker. His senses picked up every reaction that your body was going through. He was prepared to confront your fear or disgust, but he couldn’t see that in your face. Instead, he saw hunger and need. He could smell your desire growing for him and it made him feral. He wrapped his hands around his shaft, stroking himself to the sight of you, ready and waiting on his bed.

Loki felt ravenous as he knelt over you on top of the sheets. He spread your legs apart, seating himself in between the warmth of your thighs. His heavy cock resting atop your wet cunt. His hands eagerly tore up your swimsuit as they explored and venerated your body. His lip’s sole mission was to mark bruises where his hands had trailed, following the chill of his touch.

“…Loki…”

“Shh, Darling. I won’t hurt you. Unless you want me to,” he winked as he nipped the underside of your breast. Too many emotions. Too many thoughts. They were swirling at the forefront of his mind wanting to be said. His desire for you was overwhelming him.

In this form, he felt more primal. His emotions were stronger and almost frightening, but all he felt was fire. Everywhere. An all-consuming heat that wouldn’t dissipate until he had claimed you. His need for you was never as aggressive as it was right now. If he wasn’t careful, he knew he could easily hurt you. He needed you to be in control.

“Don’t stop,” you begged him.

“And what would you have me do my Darling?” he breathed onto your skin. “Tell me, and I will comply.” Loki was giving you the green light. The authority to take over because he wasn’t sure if he could be gentle enough not to harm you.

Oh, but the fire. The fire inside him wouldn’t relent. “Shall I force my cock down your throat till you gag for me to stop?” he suggested with a grin. You bit your lip and moaned as the image took hold in your mind. You moved your hips involuntarily, rubbing against his hefty shaft.

“Maybe I’ll edge you for the rest of our stay. Keep you here tied to our bed, my little slave, until I’ve properly bred you.” Loki seized your lips and held you down on the bed. His cold hands capture your wrist in an icy grip.

“S’cold,” you gritted.

“You can take it. You don’t mind a little bit of frostbite. Don’t you, my love?” He ground his hips as he bit into the soft flesh of your shoulder, leaving teeth marks in their wake. You felt his hard cock rub against your sensitive nub. It elicited the most erotic noise from your lips. Loki fought to keep his composure. With every moan you made, it got harder and harder for him to control his urges.

“I thought this was supposed to be my Christmas present,” you sighed, regaining some form of authority and clarity. You intertwined your fingers with his and signaled him to turn over with your hip. You pushed his shoulders down onto the bed as you straddled his waist.

Loki looked up at you in all your glory. Your beautiful face shining down with love and adoration was enough to heal the worry and anxiety he was feeling. “I want to admire my present,” you pouted as your eyes took all of him in.

His mischievous smile broke through as he raised his arms and placed his hands behind his head. “As you wish,” he hissed as the corded muscles in his biceps swelled.

You traced his beautiful blue markings down from his arms to his pecs. “You’re beautiful,” you whispered absent-mindedly, getting lost in the exploration of his body. Loki blushed at your words. He had never heard that word describe his Jotunn form before and it ignited a warm glow inside of him. Different than the fire, but still heated.

You leaned over him as your study led you to his neck and handsome face. You traced his dark lips as he opened them. His bright ruby eyes concentrated on you. “I love my present,” you whispered before you gently kissed him. “Thank you.”

Loki deepened the kiss, his tongue invading yours, as he wrapped his arms around you once again. His cold touch left a trail of goosebumps as he squeezed and grabbed your ass. He raised you slightly with one hand. And with the other, he guided himself into your entrance. The slick of your arousal coating the tip of his hard cock. “Are you ready for me?” he grunted. You nodded your head, keeping your lips on his, not wanting to break contact.

He thrust deep into your body. His heels held on against the mattress of the bed. He held your hips stable as he continued to drive upwards slowly- savoring how snug you were around him. Every pull of your tight pussy made him moan your name. “…yes…” he whined.

You sat up, holding onto his shoulders for support. “I need you, Loki,” you pleaded. Your nails dug into his dark skin as your hips took over his strokes. “…deeper…faster…”

“Take me then, Darling. Use me.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He wanted to do this for you. To be good for you. With each push of your hips, he unraveled each time. Crowning to a tight knot in his abdomen.

You waited patiently for him to open his eyes and see the love and pride you had for him. When he did, you were met with an intense sparkle of carmine. Desire and vulnerability shone through, swirling in his gaze. His brows furrowed with pleasure as he bit his lip. “…oh, fuck…” he cried.

You moved faster. Your swollen clit rubbed against his dark curls adding to the already heightened pleasure you were building. You took his hands from your hips and guided them up your body. You placed them over your bouncing tits and he squeezed- rubbing your hardened nipple with his thumb.

“That’s my good little whore,” he gasped. “You like it rough don’t you?” You squeezed tighter around him in answer and Loki couldn’t stop the wolfish grin on his face.

He swallowed thickly watching you enjoy his touch. “Loki” you screamed. The only indication that you had reached your climax and was about to topple over. You trembled over his body screaming his name over and over as you came down from your bliss.

“Don’t stop, Darling.” He pushed harder into you. “Ride me,” he commanded. Loki watched as you clenched around his hard cock- disappearing into your wet folds. The sight was enough to make him tremble.

God, he was so much bigger in this form. You had to push hard to meet the hilt of his shaft. You raised your hips and dipped back down eliciting the deepest groan fleeing his lips. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered. “Fuckin’ good girl.” His head tilted back and the desire to claim you came back. He had to take you faster. Harder.

He dug his heels back into the mattress and slammed his hips upwards. The gasping air leaving your lungs, the wicked moans filling his ears. All of it coerced him to cum inside you- finally releasing his pent-up yearning. Loki couldn’t stop the moans or praises leaving his lips. Your name peppered in with teasing curses and praises. “You always know how to make me feel good, don’t you, pet?” he prized as he took a deep breath to steady his exhaustion.

“Mmm, yes sir.” You kissed him ardently, taking his breath away from his already spent lungs. You trailed your kisses down to his neck and onto his panting chest. Each kiss made your lips tingle and chilly.

“We should probably get ready for dinner. What say you, my love?”

“Hmm? Maybe in a while…I’m not done playing with my Christmas gift yet.” You responded as your lips traveled further down towards his already hardening cock.

Loki smiled as he closed his eyes, savoring the feel of your warm tongue on his cool skin. “In a while,” he repeated. “Fuck…in a while.”

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#child of thanos loki #loki #jotun loki #mcu #fanart #art #avengers #myart #loki laufeyson #mcu loki #loki odinson

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#Loki is a clown, not a God

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jiyascepter · 6 months

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loki over there losing his shit in this scene:

meanwhile mobius:

why is he like this 😭❤️

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earlgreydream · 4 months

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His. | Loki x reader smut

I finally the Loki tv show… this does NOT have any spoilers, it’s set on Asgard with a newly appointed king and his coronation gift…

cw: d/s

“Leave any traces of fear in this room.” The command was clear, spoken sharply by a royal attendant.

Your gaze didn’t leave the fragrant water of the bath you knelt in, the attendant taking care to wash every inch of your skin. Other women pulled fluttering silks from a wardrobe, lying it out for you and finding jewelry to match. So much led to this moment, and yet it didn’t seem real — anticipation and anxiety buzzing in your head. You’d been told once already to contain the obvious fear that lingered in your chest, but the daunting task of doing so seemed impossible when your fate was waiting on a silver platter, the moment you left the private chamber you were being bathed in.

“Come, out of the water before your skin wrinkles,” you were hauled to your feet, wrapped in towels and rubbed down by several girls with movements so quick, you were barely left time to react.

Hands massaged your tense limbs, covering them in oils that bloomed with exotic scents, leaving your skin gleaming. At the same time, your hair was fixed, emeralds — his favorite — twisted into the locks and fastening to bare your neck.

“It’s customary to dress her in white,” a handmaiden spoke of you as if you were not there.

“The prince prefers black.” The will of your all-powerful god silenced any protest, everyone moving to do his bidding.

The women fretted — you had to be perfect for him. They prepared you to be presented to the god, as a divine gift to honor the crown prince of Asgard. You were bathed, decorated, and dressed, all to please the god you were gifted to, an expectation that you’d been bred for. It was a great honor to be taken from the hills, to the castle of the gods, to walk amongst the divine, even if it meant your role was to do as your master saw fit, obeying every command. You had come to terms with it, knowing that upon prince Loki’s rise to the throne, you were the sacrifice — the gift — of the kingdom, a promise of good fortune and favor granted in return.

It all seemed like a far-away, distant dream in a future that would never come. Despite that, here you were, relinquishing your whole self to Asgard’s throne. You had never met the god, and never seen him up close. Of course you’d heard the stories, the wrath and prowess of the young prince, and even seen him from a distance — but being in his presence was something entirely new, before being expected to spend the rest of time at his mercy.

Asgardian silk draped over your skin, so light you wouldn’t know it was there. Your decency was concealed beneath expensive black fabric, hiding what was only meant for Loki to see in the moments after this. The handmaidens’ fussing finally ceased, ending the long evening of preparation.

“Come with me, and do as you’re told,” the woman in charge ushered you forward, opening the chamber doors, releasing you out of known captivity into unpredictability.

You swallowed the fear in your throat, steps silent as you followed her to the throne room, the festivities growing louder as you approached your fate. Before you were given a moment to hesitate, you were led into the cavernous room of gold and heavenly magic.

All at once, it fell silent as soldiers escorted you to the throne. There he was — the god himself, draped over his golden throne. Loki was the only one adorned finer than you, a golden helm atop his onyx waves, wild cerulean eyes that bore straight into your soul.

“Your majesty, a gift in exchange for your benevolence,” the ceremony’s representative from your kingdom presented you to Loki, a hand on your shoulder forcing you to kneel before the throne.

A dangerous smile curved the god’s lips, placing his scepter aside as he rose to his feet.

“A very generous gift indeed,” Loki’s lyrical voice wrapped around your throat, stealing the air from your lungs.

He was impossibly tall and lean as he approached you, toned muscles visible even through the heavy layers of leather and gold that adorned his figure. Loki was no mere prince, but a god of mischief, holding an entire world in the palm of his delicate hand. A dark mischief glittered in his eyes, the gorgeous royal leaning down to look closely at you.

He tilted your chin up, looking him directly in the eye, immediately disarmed and vulnerable as you did so. His expression changed almost imperceptibly, gone from his eyes in a flash as he looked away from you, addressing the court who had handed you over.

Your ears were ringing too loudly to hear what he said, your head spinning. A solider moved to guide you to sit at the base of the throne, at Loki’s feet, when you were suddenly snapped back into the present moment.

“You will not lay a hand on what is mine!” Loki’s shout thundered through the chamber, stopping the man before he could touch you.

The soldier quickly fell back, recognizing the lethal danger of disrespecting Loki. An entire room held its breath, the seconds agonizing, exhaling only when Loki motioned for festivities to resume.

Despite the advice to hide your fear, Loki could practical feel your startled fright. Everything else blurred into the background, the celebration entertaining itself, leaving you and Loki at the center of your own universe.

Loki leaned down with an outstretched hand, his expression softening as you met his gaze. He had not yet spoken directly to you, but you didn’t need instruction to place your hand in his, allowing his strength to move you forward. Loki guided you to kneel at his feet as he resumed his place on the throne, slotted between his long legs.

Delicate fingers gently tilted your chin to look up at him, the touch startlingly gentle, a stark contrast to what you’d been warned of.

“There is a long night of festivities ahead, you may rest on me if you grow weary,” Loki granted you permission to lie your head against his thigh, to sink back into the new shelter.

You gave a small nod of understanding, looking back down as his attention was demanded from another round of celebration.

Despite the dizzying commotion of Loki’s ceremony, your limbs became heavy and keeping your eyes open was a losing battle. Loki peered down at you as you slowly laid your head against his leg, letting your exhausted body rest for the first time.

A fierce desire to protect you swelled in Loki’s chest, suddenly cross with the noise and lights that combatted your sleep. As he continued to entertain offerings of exotic fruits and tributes from his kingdoms, Loki moved a leg in front of you, glaring at anyone who so much as looked too long in your direction.

He couldn’t imagine how drained you were, to sleep through the chaos. Your weight rested against his leg, though you didn’t let yourself fully drift into deep sleep, some part of you making sure that you were upright, not wanting to displease him.

Loki carefully supported you as he stood, lifting you off the floor with godly strength. The festivities continued without him — kings, gods, and valkyrie reenacting stories of battles and playing with magic in the great halls.

He’d had quite enough of the noise and empty affection, and desired nothing more than some quiet time alone with his offering.

“Careful,” he warned softly as you began to stir, strengthening his grip to keep you from falling.

“M’sorry,” you mumbled, your first words spoken in a haze of exhaustion.

“It’s alright, you’re free to rest,” Loki laid you down on his bed the moment you entered the privacy of his chambers.

Golden floors were etched in sweeping illustrations of history and mythology, telling the stories of your god beneath the bed draped in dark green silks. Huge doors opened to a veranda, a summer breeze ruffling the curtains, allowing glimpses of glittering astronomy overhead.

Your mind yearned to stay awake, to learn your surroundings and stay vigilant in the presence of Loki. Despite that, your body screamed for sleep, sinking into the soft bedding he had placed you on.

Loki watched you sleep.

Exhaustion kept your body rigidly still, not moving once the entire night. You stayed curled up in the very corner of the expansive bed, out of reach of Loki, who eventually took his place as the sun cracked the horizon.

The only indication you were real, was the gentle rise and fall of your back as you breathed. As you slept, the frightened expression vanished from your face, softening the your features. Loki couldn’t take his eyes off of you, studying your almost peaceful face.

Loki drifted in and out of sleep, not bothering to wake you after such a late and overwhelming night. You must have been weary, because you couldn’t have been comfortable, making yourself as small as possible at the very edge of the bed, not wanting to take up too much of Loki’s space.

You slowly opened your eyes, sunlight streaming in through the open veranda. The morning seemed impossibly peaceful, despite waking up into a new life of servitude. This didn’t feel like what you’d expected — waking up in a comfortable bed with the warm sun on your face, the scent of breakfast wafting from a huge spread on the chamber’s dining table.

“Good morning, darling,” Loki’s voice was much softer in the privacy of the chambers, without an audience.

You sat up, looking over as he stood from a couch, setting aside a novel. He was more relaxed, wearing loose black linen, his hair tied up loosely.

“Hi,” you whispered, at a loss for words — partially in awe of how gorgeous he was, and partially cautious, as if he were a cobra waiting to strike at any wrong move.

He watched as you observed your surroundings, inspecting your golden cage in the light of day. Loki’s chambers were beautiful, bright, and serene. It seemed so divorced from the perception you had of the god before being let in to the most private part of his existence. Loki moved smoothly throughout the room, delicate hands attached to a lean, muscular body. Loki’s face was sculpted out of marble, so stunningly beautiful it left you breathless. Green eyes pierced straight into your soul, laid bare when he looked at you.

“Eat something,” he gestured to the feast at the table, as if he were the devil, offering food to a goddess to keep captive in his lair forever.

It was your job to obey, your body moving before your mind even considered protest. The shimmering gown you were wearing the night before swept the floor as you walked, Loki admiring how beautiful you were, even slightly disheveled.

You hesitantly took a berry from the table, bringing it to your lips, licking the sweetness off your fingertips. The sight stirred something inside of Loki, his gaze focusing on the contours of your body that were visible through the just-sheer parts of the fabric draped over you.

“Master?” You could feel the weight of his gaze, invisibly drawing you to him.

Loki stepped toward you, pleased as you sank to your knees without any encouragement, easing into his submission. You wanted it, needed it, like your lungs needed air. A shimmer of green made your clothing disappear, baring you fully to Loki’s intoxicated gaze.

“Look at you, fit for a god,” he praised, slowly circling you as you kneeled, appreciating you from every angle.

“Only for you, master.”

“Loki,” he permitted you to call him by name, a request that pulled the corners of your lips up with small satisfaction.

The floor was cold beneath your knees, and your skin began to prick beneath a cool breeze from the veranda. Loki swelled over the recognition that you were his, and his alone. He was hard in the loose linen pants, eager to claim full ownership of you in such an intimate way. You willingly surrendered to him, practically desperate for him to take you, to consummate your submission to the god.

Your hands smoothed up the solid muscles of Loki’s thighs — limbs you wish to be bent over — before clutching the linen waistband and dragging down his trousers. The sight of him hung heavy made your mouth water and your cunt throb, desire swirling in your belly.

“Go ahead. Touch me as you please, I’m as much yours as you are mine,” Loki murmured, realizing you were waiting for permission, to do as you were told.

Long fingers wove into your hair, cradling the side of your head, pulling only slightly as you licked the tip of his cock, sending a shock up his spine.

He leaned back against the wall, smirking as your left palm flattened over his toned abs to brace yourself, pleased that you were trusting his words.

“Gods,” Loki swore when you took him in your mouth, letting him push you down until he was filling your throat.

Pretty tears welled at your lashes at his size, your throbbing need beginning to smear between your thighs. Your free hand worked what you couldn’t fit in your mouth, your tongue dragging up his shaft. He was both long and thick, his skin like velvet on your tongue. It was a feat to take even half of him in your mouth, and you moaned and the thought of him fucking you, and how you’d beg to take it all.

“If worshipping my cock makes you wet enough to drip on my floor, I’ll let you do it every morning,” Loki purred with a grin, clearly taking notice of the effect he had on your body.

“Please,” you whimpered respectfully, dragging your fist up his length, giving your mouth a break.

“I’m close, darling, you’re doing beautifully,” he praised, watching your thighs squeeze together at his words.

“I want to come in that gorgeous mouth, feel myself in your throat.”

You tilted your head back just a bit, both to gaze up into his eyes and to let him in deeper. A low whine vibrated around his cock as his hand wrapped around your throat, gently squeezing.

“Fuck,” Loki hissed, spilling over into your mouth, filling your senses with his salty taste.

“Swallow it,” Loki commanded, and you were all too willing to obey, wanting to please him.

His thumb swiped over your lips, cleaning up the bit of mess he made, kneeling in front of you as you both caught your breath.

“Was that okay?” the question slipped out before you could stop yourself, puzzling Loki.

“Of course, it was perfect. Haven’t you done it before?”

“No, I’ve been kept pure for you,” you answered, earning a profane string of Norse as his dick twitched.

“You’ve made me insatiable,” Loki pressed a quick, messy kiss to your mouth that was interrupted by a knock at the door.

“No!” Loki shouted, standing up, displayed in his full glory to the guard who opened the door.

The furious god stood in front of you, blocking any eyes from catching even a glimpse of your body.

“Get out, now, or I shall have your eyes torn out!” Loki thundered, fiercely possessive over you.

“I’m so sorry, your highness. Odin has called on you—”

A sharp burst of Loki’s magic sent the man flying backward with a yell, the door slamming shut behind him.

“I’m sorry-” you began, as if you needed to apologize for being nude.

“I will never let anyone else touch you, see your body, or covet what is mine.”

A warmth spread through you at the words, taking his hand to stand up. He took a cloth, carefully cleaning you up, before guiding you into a closet that was full of the finest Asgardian fabrics.

“We’ll continue this later, darling, but for now, you’ll accompany me on whatever nonsense I’m being summoned for,” Loki explained, moving to dress himself as he left you to choose what maids had left for your arrival.

You chose green, pleasing the god as you adorned his colors, another sign of your growing devotion. Loki kissed your wrist, before a band of gold appeared in a shimmer, bringing a smile to your face.

He wordlessly led you out of his chambers, a hand at the small of your back. Being with him was intense — but the castle and all of its people was overwhelming. You found yourself leaning into Loki’s side, away from the noise of shouting and chaos of the everyday happenings.

He looked up from the throne to see what was bothering you before pulling you to sit between his legs where you could sink back into him and ignore the noise.

“We’ll leave as soon as I’m finished. Until then, you can entertain yourself by picturing what I’m going to do to your precious little pussy,” Loki whispered against the side of your face, gently nipping your ear.

You shuddered against his chest, feeling him chuckle beneath you as his arm tightened on your waist. Warmth flushed your cheeks and you turned your face into his arm, shy at the filthy words from Loki. He could feel your heart racing inside your ribs, anxious to tear the emerald gown from your body.

You were lost in your thoughts when Loki banished everyone from the expansive throne room, giant doors embedded with gemstones slamming shut, sealing you alone with him.

“Now, where were we?” Loki asked, mouthing hot kisses along your neck and shoulder.

“I believe you were about to fuck me, Loki,” you chirped.

“I love hearing those dirty words on your lips, all for me.”

“Only you,” you promised, closing the gap as he hovered above you.

The kiss was heady, his tongue warm and dominating as he pushed it past your lips. The sensation nearly distracted you from his hands, that were tearing the fabric around your torso, letting it flutter to the floor in shimmering pieces.

“I’m going to fuck you here, on this throne, like a proper king.”

You parted your legs, letting his hand drop between them. Loki smirked into your neck as he cupped your sex, feeling how wet you were, desperate for him as heat radiated from your center.

He didn’t bother to turn you over, perfectly happy to fuck you while you were on top of him, lying on his chest as he sat upon his throne. He glided his cock along your wet lips, only a moment until you were squirming with desperation.

He wanted to hear you beg, but even he couldn’t wait any longer, slowly sinking into you, every inch stretching you impossibly further. The sweet sting made you cry out, your head dropping back on his shoulder when he nestled himself fully inside you.

“You’re perfect for me,” Loki praised through gritted teeth, fighting not to slam into you like an animal. He could feel your walls throbbing around him, muscles burning as they were forced to take the stretch to fit him inside — and you loved it.

You doubted anything would ever feel so good, until his hips started to roll forward, the god fucking you deep and slow, holding your body against his chest. He buried his face in your shoulder, soaking up your squeals of pleasure as he lost himself in you.

Before he even thought to play with you, your cunt began to clench around him with an impending orgasm. Your startled whimper shot straight to Loki’s dick, and he fucked you harder, unable to help himself.

“Come around me, darling, let me know how good you feel,” Loki urged, nearly spilling into you as you trembled in his arms, coming with a scream that echoed off the walls.

“There you go,” he murmured, twitching before he filled you with his seed, painting your insides with him.

Your breaths were ragged and uneven, mind completely foggy in the aftermath. He breathed in your scent as he stayed inside you, preserving the moment for as long as possible.

“I’m yours, forever,” you whispered, as if reading his mind.

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