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thekatfuzz · 7 months

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Shadow of a Doubt (Preview)

So how about that episode 2 huh?? 👀 when I saw Loki using his shadow magic for the first time in the trailer even before the episode released I knew I had to write a fic about it. So here 'tis!

Pairing: Loki x TVA Hunter Reader

Warnings: eventual smut, shadow magic, use of restraints, slight non-con, slight dark!Loki. **contains slight spoilers for Season 2.**

Rating: M

London, 1977

Night in the city never slept. It wasn't a stressful or rushed state of being awake, but it was rather just alive and existing. The distant sound of sirens from a fire truck nearby, some honking cars here and there, and the distant music and chatter of people on the phone or couples talking to each other walking past you. The ambiance and the world around you seemed distant and unimportant in comparison to your important mission--compromise Variant L1130-- also known as Loki Laufeyson.

You've seen him before, at the TVA and in files that you read. He thought he was the God of Mischief or something. At least thats what Mobius said. You didnt know what he saw in Loki. Mobius has always been interested in such strange things.

Of course, the Variant was mysterious--and not to mention, quite handsome. The mugshot on his file depicted a good-looking man with chiseled cheekbones and raven black hair. Sure, you thought he was good looking, and you wouldnt kick him out of bed if you found him there, but of course you wouldnt go out actively wanting to sleep with a rouge Variant--no matter how hot they were.

You had your assignment. And you had your warnings. Loki's file had mentioned his use of magic and illusions and the image of big, impact text on the file flashed through your head:

"IF CONFRONTED, PROCEED WITH CAUTION."

But you weren't worried. You were in disguise anyway. Your Tempad and pruning stick tucked away cleverly and your determination on display. You've dealt with hundreds of so-called perilous Variants before, how different could this one be?

You got to a shadowed intersection and you looked around. It seemed quieter here. Flickering streetlights lit the slick cobblestone streets as low footsteps and indistinct chatter could be heard. A few people could be seen walking here and there a distance away, but there wasn't much here. All of a sudden, you could have sworn you saw a person appear out pf nowhere out of the corner of your eye. You would have usually just shrugged off as your eyes playing tricks on you in the dimly lit street and kept walking, but something didnt feel right.

The air felt colder and it felt like the sounds of the world were even more further away now as a chill ran up your spine. You felt alone but at the same time, like you were being watched. You looked around frantically, not even knowing what you were looking for. Your hand went quickly to where you hid your pruning stuck, ready to fight or fly.

Suddenly a shadow caught the corner of your eye on the wall. You turned to face it, but it was gone.

What the hell?

Your breathing became faster and you leapt into action, running away. You barely made it a few feet until you felt your arm be tugged backwards, halting you. You shot your head back to see who was holding you back, fully ready to fight back--only to see in surprised confusion that there was no one holding your wrist. It was like a ghost was gripping your arm with invisible fingers but very real strength.

It took you longer than it should have to notice the towering shadow on the wall. It was definitely a human, a male probably, holding your arm. It was like the shadow, somehow, was restraining you.

"What the...." you whispered aloud.

You tried to wriggle free and managed to for a few seconds, until you felt another similar invisible hand grip your other wrist. The next thing you knew you were pinned with your back against the stone wall, looking out at the end of the alleyway where light poured in through a rectangular opening.

Heart thundering and mind racing, you extended your neck a bit in front of you and looked up at the wall you were held against. Two large shadows this time. They looked the same, each holding your arms out to the side like you were shackled to the hard stone wall.

Then, you saw it. First from one shadow, than the other-- a set of sharp, curving horns began to grow out of the black shadows' heads. You watched in surprise as the horns began to bloom and didnt even notice the man striding towards you, eyes glowing an otherworldly green.

"Well, well..." purred the voice, in a velvety English accent. "What have we here?"

Loki.

The infamous Variant stepped out the shadows in a very elegant suit with a white ruff in his chest and a neat bow tie. His hair was slicked black and his hands were clasped behind his back. He sauntered over to you, smirking. Looking like a spider who had just caught a decadent fly in its web.

He waved his hand again, and your clothes changed as your breath hitched. Your disguise melted away to reveal your black TVA hunter armor. You gritted your teeth. This was annoying, but this wouldnt stop you. So what he knew you were from the TVA. He would be incarcerated there soon enough.

You jerked and struggled against the shadow bonds as Loki chuckled.

"Don't bother, darling." He mused. "Shadow magic--quite useful, actually. Very hard to break out of it's grip."

"Loki Laufeyson--" You said, hoping your voice carried more confidence and certainty than you felt. "You are under arrest by the Time Variance Authority for crimes of sabotaging the Sacred Timeline."

He raised an eyebrow. "Am I?" He said in mock surprise. He looked around. "So I've been told before."

He stepped closer to you, his features sharp in the dim light. "Go on then hunter, arrest me." He put out his wrists in an exaggerated act of surrender. He paused a moment then looked back up at you. "Oh dear, but you can't though, can you? You seem to be a little...incapacitated, darling."

"Don't call me that." You spat, blood boiling. Maybe you wouldnt even take him back to the TVA--maybe you would just give yourself the satisfaction of pruning him right here and now.

He looked taken aback.

"Trust me Variant, when I'm free--"

"I'll be sorry?" Loki said, sounding bored. "Yes, yes. Heard it all before. You hunters are so cute when you try to threaten me."

He stepped closer yet again to your restrained body, closing the space between you. You could nearly feel his breath on your face now as he looked down at you with his piercing green gaze.

Your heart hammered in your throat, loud enough that you hoped he couldn't hear.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked, running a finger down your cheek, making you shudder.

Your face flushed, praying he couldnt see it in the darkness.

"Of course I do." You choked out. "You're a villain. A Variant. A threat to Time itself." You stabbed. Loki smirked.

"Am I?" He said, amused. "You seem to have such strong opinions about me. Did they warn you about me, Variant? About how dangerous and horrible I can be?"

"I'm not afraid of you." You said boldly. "I haven't even seen you do anything more than your silly shadow puppets and your outfit-changing trick."

"Oh." Loki growled. He came even closer to you and grabbed your chin, his chest pressing you against the hard brick wall behind you. Your wrists felt cold and ached from the restraining phantom hands.

"Well..." Loki said, lifting your head up forcefully. He lowered his voice to a growl, and locked his gaze with yours. "Perhaps I've just been waiting for a moment like this, so I can do terrible, awful things to you."

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nocturnest · 1 month

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hey! i'm nocturne. i'm 19 and absolutely feral for tangerine and jonathan crane. i have watched bullet train an unhealthy number of times, and i listen to the bt soundtrack on repeat. i watched the dark knight for the plot and the plot was jonathan crane.

feel free to send in requests at anytime and i'll try to complete them as soon as i can! I'll write for any of the characters above. i'm pretty flexible with what i can write as long as it's not overly violent. please feel free to check out some of my works below!

ᴛᴀɴɢᴇʀɪɴᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

simple

you're injected with a truth serum

partners in crime

tangerine has a soft spot for you.

young tangerine having a crush on you

little tangerine meeting little you

being sick and tangerine taking care of you

exactly what it says on the tin

you drunkenly flirt with tangerine

and it turns into something more

wicked game (NSFW)

you can't keep your eyes off tangerine all night and he's wondering what's got you all flustered.

temptation (NSFW)

tangerine gets infected with an aphrodisiac and he does everything he can to stay away from you. you think it's only because of instinct because he couldn't possibly feel something for you, right? wrong.

someone makes you cry and tangerine won't stand for it

definitely not just an excuse to have tangerine use his knuckle dusters ;)

captivating

you're on the bullet train, minding your own business and occasionally staring at a handsome brit when he suddenly corners you in the bathroom.

lost in the fire

tangerine won't stop teasing you and you've had just about enough. luckily, you've got just the thing up your sleeve.

ᴊᴏɴᴀᴛʜᴀɴ ᴄʀᴀɴᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

you're the cream in my coffee

you decide to bring jonathan crane coffee

a fateful marriage

you propose to judge crane

i. the proposal

amor and timor

jonathan crane saves you from your ex.

chapter one: saving you

chapter two: meeting again

chapter three: an unexpected visit

ʟᴏᴋɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

coming soon…

ᴘɪᴇᴛʀᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

coming soon…

ᴀʀᴍɪᴛᴀɢᴇ ʜᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

coming soon...

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whxre-bxby · 1 year

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🐍Loki × reader #2

SMUT SMUT SMUTTY SMUT SMUT😂🔪🐍

Choking ; sir-kink ; unprotected sex ; bondage. Y/n is on the pill.

Enjoy it my horny bitches 😏

Each Avenger returned with the infinity stone. And everyone returned. Nat and Clint found a creature from Thanos' planet and Clint sacrificed it for the stone. You would think it wouldn't work because you needed to sacrifice something you really love. Turns out, Natasha loves squirrels and that thing looked very similar, except it was trying to bite Clint so he threw it down. Natasha is mad at him now, even though she knows that was the most logical option. She was needed and Clint had a family.

We stood in a circle and made sure everyone managed their mission successfully.

"The raccoon lives!" Tony says, sarcastically applauding Rocket.

"I'm not a raccoon." Rocket replies, annoyed.

"Okay, honestly though. What are you then?" Scott asks.

"Rocket." He replies, walking away to get some food.

"Right." Scott replies.

"Whatever, he eats garbage." Nat says and we all make our way off the time machine. Tony builds the gauntlet with Rocket and Bruce, who is in Hulk's body now.

I take the suit off that we all wore. I have shorts and a top underneath so it was fine. I chucked it onto the couch and made my way to the balcony. It looks similar like the one in Stark Tower, here it's just squared. I lean against the railing and let the breeze blow against my face. The sun was setting and I watched it.

I needed peace, quiet, natural light, warmth and fresh air... everything had been so stressful since Thanos won. No one was the same anymore and it hurt seeing others like this but I myself couldn't change my attitude. Pain and grief were what I felt most of the time now. Regret and guilt are up there in the top 5 emotions too. I look around and see an advert. There is a picture of a family on it. The child is being held and hugged by it's parents. It's cute... I wonder what it feels like.. 'love'. Never got to experience it...being a part of a family was something I never knew of. Now I think I found my family, the Avengers, but not all of them were here...

I was interrupted in my thoughts by someone putting their hand on my shoulder. I didn't even bother looking. I stayed still and managed to figure out it was Loki. The way his hand gripped my shoulder, the weight he pushed down on me. It was him. I slowly rotate my head and look at him.

"You were quite deep in thought. I was saying your name multiple times." He says, giving me a soft smile. I return it.

"Yeah..sorry."

"Don't apologize. What were you thinking about..?" He asks, looking away and gazing out into the open as well.

"Just, stuff I guess..nothing important." I reply, looking back out at the sunset.

"Please stop blaming yourself-" Loki was cut off.

"I just feel like I could have done more...and if I would have done more maybe they would still be here right now.." I say, letting out a deep sigh. My eyelids drift together slowly and I lower my head.

"What you did was enough, you did good. Not everyone could have fought how hard you did.." he says, with a pause. "Don't worry, this is why we are doing all of this. We are getting them back.."

"But what if it doesn't work, what if they are really..gone forever.."

Loki doesn't reply. He knows he can't see what will happen. None of us can, we just hope for the best. Loki puts his arm around me and pulls me into his chest, his arms tightly wrapped around my back. I bury my face in his chest and let a few tears escape my eyes. We just stand there, the wind blowing into my hair making it look as if it were alive. I sniffle and he looks down at me surprised.

"You're so emotional.." Loki says softly, petting my head.

"Stop embarrassing me.. I'm not at the best point in my life right now. " I mutter. Never have I ever cried in front of anyone before. No wonder Loki was surprised, I always suppressed all my feelings and bottled them up. It all backfires eventually and you let it out in bad times.

"I'm sorry dear, it wasn't meant in a bad way. It's quite sweet actually." He says. I know he is smiling and I gently punch his shoulder. After a long hug, we let go of each other.

"Thank you.." I say, wiping my tears into my sleeve.

"No problem, my pleasure. I enjoy spending time with you and that sunset was beautiful." Loki says, looking at the sky again and then back at me.

I look down and blush a little.

"It doesn't beat you though." He says, chuckling.

"Oh stop it." I say, smiling and looking away.

"Why?"

"Because you don't mean it." I say, not looking at him. Of course, he doesn't mean it, he was just making fun of me again. Why would he mean it? I don't look beautiful, especially not since what happened. I haven't cared for myself in ages.

"What would make you think I don't mean it?" Loki says, his expression softening.

"Why would you mean it? It's not even tr-"

"Let's see, maybe because I'm not blind and I can see how beautiful you are. You have soft skin, glowing in the sunlight right now just like your hair. " Loki stops talking after interrupting me. I look at him confused, but his words warm my heart and make me blush. We just stare into each other for a while. I admire his eyes and I love watching them flicker from one of my eyes to the other.

I look down, feeling awkward because I don't know how to cope with compliments. They don't come often. I want to give him a hug but I think that would be too far, maybe? Maybe not. I don't know, we never got touchy like that. I take my hands and start fiddling with my fingers, not knowing what to do. I hear Loki chuckle slightly. Then suddenly something unexpected happens.

He takes his hand and softly places two fingers under my chin. I let him guide my eyes back to his.

"I think you are truly very beautiful.." he says, smiling softly at me.

I blush again.

"Thank you.." I reply, almost whispering. His hand moves up to my cheek and he cups it, rubbing his thumb up and down slowly. I smile and put my hand on top of his, holding it to my face. I close my eyes and lean into it, releasing all my negative thoughts and stress. I loved being around him. Probably not just that, I'm pretty sure that I loved him. I loved Loki. He was very kind, gentle and polite under the hard shell of coldness and mischief.

Loki takes a step closer, and my head is on the same level as his chest, he is very tall. I look up at him and without hesitation, I lean against his chest and give him a warm hug. He tenses up at first, but eventually relaxes into it and wraps his arms around me, rubbing my back. I press harder, not wanting this moment to end.

Loki holds my head against his chest and kisses the top while I listen to his heartbeat.

I was surprised when he did that, it made me look up.

"Loki?"

"Sorry I just couldn't resist, you were being so cute." He smiles, hoping I was okay with it.

"I like you.." I say, slowly looking straight into his eyes. "A lot. I like you a lot."

He stops smiling and just stares into my eyes. I see there are so many emotions within him but I can't figure out what they are or how he is feeling.

Loki doesn't say anything for a while which makes me regret saying what I just did.

"Sorry.. I uhm..I didn't want to ruin the friendship we have..I'm sorry, just forget it..." I say, letting go of the hug and backing up a little. Loki let his hands fall from around me to his sides while I awkwardly played with my fingers, avoiding eye contact at all costs. The silence continued.

"Loki, please say something.." I tell him, not being able to stand in silence.

He looks away in disbelief but then his eyes fix on mine. I give him a soft unsure look and I see his eyes got a little watery.

"Loki..?" I ask again.

"You're joking right..?" he finally replies after my many failed desperate attempts. I look up at him, confused.

"No..why would I be joking.?" I ask, just wanting this awkward never ending moment to end. I just wish I never mentioned this, I'v never been this embarrassed.

"Okay well then you're lying." he continues on, not looking at me. "Are you making fun of me?"

"What? No! Why do you think that? You're confusing me...Loki" I say, wanting to cry for some reason. Probably of all the mixed emotions I'm feeling right now.

"You like me..?" he asks, in disbelief.

I sigh and nod, looking down again. Loki looks like he is processing big news. I look at him and his face is loading.

"Why?" he then says.

"What do you mean why? I don't know I can't control it, I just do.." I reply again, feeling extremely uncomfortable in this situation, wrapping my arms around me as if I could hide in them.

"How?" he asks again. I look up, still confused. "How can you like me..?"

"Because... I don't know... you're likeable. I don't have the social skills to tell you.." I say, returning my gaze to him.

Loki's eyes are watery. "Please try and tell me why..I really want to know.." he says, basically pleading. I feel sorry for him. His expression is making me tear up but the confusion stays in my brain.

"You have a nice character. Not everyone sees it, but under your fake coldness you are sensitive and just want to make the people you care about proud and happy...I really like that about you. I don't think I can name anything I would change about you." I say, with a pause. "Okay maybe when you get angry you ignore me and everyone else so I wish you obviously wouldn't do that but I do that too so I can't say anything against that." I finish my sentence and hold my hands against my face trying to overcome the embarrassment and stress this moment is giving me. He lets out the faintest chuckle at that.

I look back at him and I see tears running down his face. He is looking at me but I still can't tell what emotion lies within his soul.

"Oh my gosh..Loki what's wrong..?" I ask worriedly. I feel my eyes tear up even more. I've never seen him like this. He presses his lips together, I can see them turning white while he is trying to suppress his emotions.

"How could you ever like something like me..? I'm not even up on any of your levels..you can do so much better than this.." he says looking down, his hands gesturing to him.

"What do you mean? You are on the same level. Are you kidding? You're not a bad person. If you were, you wouldn't have been accepted by the team. They know you are not who you used to be. I've talked to them, they are glad Thor brought you along. I look up to you! Peter admires you as well! He thinks you're great. You've inspired Bruce and Tony to forgive people. Steve says he is a fan of your powers. Nobody here doesn't like you. We are happy you are here..please just understand that. " I say, out of breath. I see how more and more tears run down his face, which makes me unable to hold mine back. I burst into a cry.

"Are you seriously crying because I am?" he says, beneath sniffles. I smile and cry at the same time. "After my speech, that's all you say..?" I ask him, wanting to know how he feels.

"Y/n I fucking love you. I've never felt anything like this. When Thor met Jane I just made fun of him for being weak and letting emotions get to him, but only now do I understand what it is. I don't know much here, but what I do know is that I love you, a lot. When you said that, earlier I couldn't believe it...I just don't think I am good enough for you.." Loki says, wiping his face.

"But I don't want anyone else..I want you. I love you..you are all I will ever want and need. " I say, my voice cracking and squeaky because of my crying.

I gasp for air and Loki just stands there. I look at him, and for the first time, I can see his emotions. It's admiration. He stares at me in awe. I smile but before I can say anything else Loki takes a step closer to me and puts his hand under my chin. I look up at him, seeing him smile. His smile made me so happy. It sparked so many emotions in my stomach.

Loki then cupped my face and leaned down. I closed my eyes and we stopped getting closer. Our lips were brushing against each other and I could feel his hot breath against mine. He wasn't sure whether I really wanted to do this and he definitely didn't want to do anything that would make me feel uncomfortable.

I leaned in and connected my lips to his. We closed our eyes and kissed. Loki pulled my body into him while keeping my face as close to his as possible. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeper. He bit my lower lip, causing a small heated moan to escape my lips. I felt him grin against my lips and then he filled my mouth with his tongue. I let him in and we made out heavily.

After a while, I had to break the kiss for air. We grinned at each other and I blushed.

"I've been wanting to kiss you for so long." he says, gathering his breath.

"I've wanted to do it for longer.." I say, unknowingly. I inhale deeply, trying to get my breathing straight.

"Are you challenging me?" he asks, raising his eyebrows and smirking dangerously.

"Maybe.." I reply, crossing my arms over my chest liking where this is going.

"Big mistake." he says chuckling. I was about to protest and come back at him with something smart, but he walked close to me and bent down. His hands laced around my legs and he stood up. I was hanging down his shoulder, trying to keep myself upright while he held onto my legs.

"You will regret doing that." Loki says, shaking his head while walking back inside. I start to kick my legs and squeal. Loki just spanks my ass hard and bites into my thigh making me squeak out and shut up. He walks the stairs and heads to his room. I grip his shoulders, not wanting to fall and he just throws me up, readjusting me on his shoulder.

"Loki what are you-"

"Shush." he says, interrupting me again. I sway side to side while Loki makes his way to his room.

He bursts the door open and enters. Loki slams the door shut and then grabs me and throws me onto his soft bed. He then walks over to his curtains and pulls them closed. The sun already set by now and the room was completely dark. I sat up on the bed and waited to see if I could hear anything but the whole room was silent. I knew Loki had everything planned out so I decided to get up. I walked a few steps away from the bed, trying my best to see in the pitch-black dark but it was useless. I turned around but I felt hopeless.

"Loki..?" I said softly, hoping he would respond. He didn't. I asked again. "Loki, what are you doing..?".

A few moments passed and I suddenly felt hot breath next to my ear. I wanted to turn around to see if it was him, but the second I moved I felt his strong big hand wrap itself around my throat. I stayed in place and inhaled sharply when he pressed harder. I touched the hand with mine, trying to loosen his grip but he didn't. I just held onto his arm.

Suddenly I felt Loki press his body against mine from behind, keeping his hand tightly wrapped around my neck. I jumped in surprise.

"Loki, is that y-"

"Shhh..." he shushes me again. This time his voice is very low and husky like, I can tell even from the whisper.

He moves my hair to the side, giving him access to my neck. I feel his lips attach to it and he starts to bite down and harshly suck on the skin. My breathing becomes uneven and I let my eyes drop shut in pleasure.

With Loki's hand around my throat, he pushes me towards the bed. I drop down on it and he then leaves. Quickly, Loki returns and I feel how he takes my wrist and puts something metal around it. I try and get out but can't. He handcuffed me to his bed.

I felt him trace his fingers from my neck down my chest, between my boobs and he stopped when he reached my abdomen. Loki leaned down and kissed me deeply. Once again he pushes his tongue into my mouth and roughly kissed me, bruising my lips. He rubbed up and down my thigh, holding it up. After a while, he pulled away and walked to the light switch. He pressed it and I saw him, standing there, a huge smirk on his face. I look at myself and see he really did cuff me down.

Loki walks over to me and starts to pull up my shirt, revealing my bra. He groans when he sees it and literally tears the fabric off my chest.

"I liked that top.." I mutter.

"Not nearly as much as what I'm about to do to you.." he said. His voice was really deep now. I could see a small bulge in his pants and it made me bite my lip. Loki then moved onto my pants and pulled them down my legs. He traced a line with his tongue from my belly to my chest. I whimpered at the feeling, knowing I was starting to get really wet. I lay, vulnerable, in just my underwear under Loki, who was still fully dressed.

He tucked at my panties and soon enough slipped them down my legs. I felt exposed and tried covering myself up but he quickly stopped me. I clenched my legs together, trying to at least cover that but he saw. Loki knelt at the end of the bed and put his hands under my hips. The next thing I knew, he pulled my body towards him and pushed open my legs. I whimpered, feeling self-conscious but he didn't care. He knew what he was doing and what he wanted. And Loki wouldn't stop until he gets what he wants. I wrapped his arms around my legs and pulled me an inch closer. I looked down at him, my pussy throbbing. He smirked and I bit my lip, excited about what he was going to do.

"Do as I say, or else you will be punished." He whispers. I nod, eagerly and he looks down, grinning.

"Use your words pet." He says.

"Yes" I reply to his demand.

"Yes, what?" He asks, clearly indicating something was missing.

"Yes, sir.." I whisper and he grins again.

"Good girl." Loki replies.

I feel his hot breath on my heat and let out a sigh. He then licks a stripe from my entrance up to my clit. I whimper in pleasure, wanting more. My legs tremble from his touch and Loki then buries his face into me. I let out a loud moan and my head falls back. He eats me out, not missing any part of me. His tongue is working on my entrance while his nose rubs on my clit, through his movement. Loki takes a finger and softly pushes it inside me. I clench my eyes shut, moaning when he starts pumling it in and out. Soon, he adds another finger and his mouth sucks on my clit. I turn into a moaning hot mess and arch my back, loving how he is making me feel.

"Loki, I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum.." I whine, not wanting him to stop.

"Not yet pet, you cum when I say so." he says, possessively.

I nod and he speeds his thrusts up. My mouth is gaping open at this point and I try my best not to release.

"Loki, please- " I whine.

"Not yet." he answers. Loki is very possessive and dominant. He loves being in control of everything. Every touch I receive, every feeling I feel and every action I take. But what he was doing to me felt so good, my body couldn't control itself any longer. I came all over his fingers, moaning, trying to cover my mouth. Of course, Loki noticed. My walls clenched around his fingers and my body trembled beneath him. He immediately stopped his actions and got up. I came down from my high and gathered my breath.

Loki stood in front of me, his arms crossed.

"I didn't say you could cum yet." He said, slightly annoyed.

"Sorry daddy, I couldn't hold it any longer.." I replied in my defence.

"You didn't listen, now you will have to be punished. " he said. His frown turned into a grin as he started to unbuckle his belt. He undid it and pulled it from his pants, as I watched with wide eyes. He then came down to me and roughly turned me on my stomach. A hand slipped under my belly and he pulled my hips up so I was laying down with my ass in the air.

"Codeword is 'trouble', dear." Loki said.

Once he said the codeword, I knew I was in for it. My body tensed, awaiting what he will do. I heard some fumbling and then suddenly, a hard strike hit my ass. The sound of the hit filled the room and I yelped in pain. I buried my head into the sheets and Loki said. "One"

I opened my eyes and right after that, he struck me with the leather belt again. I clenched my fists, yelping out again.

"Two." He continued counting. It hurt like hell, my ass was burning but this was part of it. Then Loki struck me again, making me cry out in pain. They were getting harder and I felt my eyes start to water up.

"Three."

I felt the wind move of how Loki rose his arm up and then crashed it down onto my bare skin. I cried, tears running down my eyes. Loki rubbed the area he hit.

"Four."

I inhaled sharply, awaiting the next strike and it came. The slap hit me again. I was biting my fist and clenching my handcuff.

"Five." he said. I could hear he was smiling, through how he said the word. I loved the feeling, of knowing he was in charge. Even if it physically hurt, it excited me and made my stomach twist. I wanted him to use me however he likes.

I saw how Loki raised his hand, the belt in it, bent in half. When he slammed it back down on me I almost screamed. I couldn't take much more.

"Six." he says. Again I was able to notice his grin. I inhaled deeply, preparing for the next one. Once again, Loki's hand rose and he struck me for the seventh time. This time, it was the hardest hit of them all. I cried out in pain.

"Seven." He says.

"T- trouble.." I say, my voice shaky.

Loki drops the belt and rubs the area he just roughly attacked. Tears were still streaming down my face and I had to sniffle a few times. Loki turned me around again and saw my face. He then undid my handcuff and dropped it to the ground as well. He pulled my face up to his.

"You did so well, pet." He says smiling, wiping the tears off my face. I smile back, happy I pleased him.

He pulls me to him and I put my hand on his cheek. Once again, Loki slips his tongue into my mouth, showing his dominance. I trace my fingers down him and tug at the hem of his shirt.

"Go on." he whispers. With his permission granted, I start to unbutton his shirt, meanwhile, Loki bites my neck, definitely leaving heavy bruises and marking his territory.

I reach for the last button and gently pull it off his shoulders. He unwraps his arms from me and lets me slide it down his hands. I drop it to the ground and Loki throws his hands, back around my waist. He pushed my hips onto him and then lowered me back down on the bed. I lay beneath Loki, as he left open-mouthed sloppy kisses down my body. He reached behind my back and unhooked my bra easily. That too was thrown to the other side of the room. Loki looked down at my naked body.

"You're beautiful darling." he said, smiling in admiration. I blushed, not being able to hold back a smile.

"Thank you.." I whisper. He leans down and kisses me again, before unbuttoning his trousers. He slips them right off, along with his boxers. I look at him and gasp, biting my lip. He smirks at my reaction and looks into my eyes. I carefully lift my hand and wrap it around the bottom of his shaft. He exhales deeply. I slowly rub him from bottom to top and then down again. Loki groans as I tighten my grip around him and start to pump his long and thick dick. He then grasps my wrist and I let go of him. He climbs onto me, hovering above my body. I open my legs for him and he strokes my thigh again. Loki puts one hand on his member, the other one holding him up above me. He rubs it between my lips and then inserts the tip. I let out a soft moan and he kisses me deeply. Then suddenly, Loki thrusts himself deep inside me. I scream in pleasure and hold on to him. He pulls all the way out and slams himself back inside me, groaning. I dig my nails into his back and Loki continues his actions a few more times before he just pounds into me mercilessly. We press our foreheads against each other. Sweat drips down my face and I can't hold back my moans. Loki is breathing heavily. His eyes are closed as he is concentrated on his thrusts. I feel a knot start to build up inside my stomach again. Loki's thrusts become slightly sloppier now, I can tell he is close too.

"Loki, I'm going to cum.." I moan under him.

"Me too pet, just wait for me." He says and I nod. He continues thrusting a few more times before I feel him twitch inside me.

"Okay dear, cum for me." He says, between breaths and groans. He speeds up to his maximum and I release onto him. Loki moans as I clench my walls around his dick and I feel his hot seed flood my insides. He rode out both our orgasms, continuing his sloppy thrusts until we came down from our highs. Loki collapses onto me and we both breath heavily.

"Holy shit.." I whisper. He grins against my skin.

"I love you y/n" he says and we kiss again.

"I love you too.." I reply whispering. Loki stays inside me for a while and we just lay there. I wrap my arms around him and embrace him into me. His body is warm. After we have our air back in our lungs, Loki slides out of me. His semen is drilling out of my pussy but we both couldn't care less about the mess we made. He dropped down next to me and I pushed my upper body up and reached for the blanket to cover us. He smiled at me as I covered the both of us. Loki reached out to me and pulled my body into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and I listened to his heartbeat slow down. Loki kissed my head and I snuggled closer to him. Soon enough, we both fell asleep.

#loki odinson #loki fluff #loki imagine #loki laufeyson #mcu loki #loki (marvel)#loki x reader #loki x you #loki smut #marvel smut #marvel #marvel fic #marvel x reader #marvel fanfiction #avengers smut #smutty #avengers x y/n #lemon #loki lemon

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icompletelysawthatcoming · 1 year

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Summary: While out with Loki, Thor, and Valkyrie, you and Loki are left alone while the other two go off to do whatever, things sure do happen.

Warnings: 18+. Smut. Language. Drunk Sex. Dominate Loki. Sub Reader. Vaginal Sex. Praising.

Y/n sat down in one of the chairs, looking down at the bottle.

Loki shrugged, sitting down next to her. "Well, if they're not going to drink it then there's no point in us just staring at it as if it'll disappear." He said as he grabbed the bottle and opened it with ease.

"Don't you think we need shot glasses or something?" Y/n asked, rubbing the back of her neck.

"I don't see any shot glasses unless you want to take turns." He shrugged.

"I'm down." Y/n said, leaning herself back against the chair. "But make sure to excuse me if I get a little tipsy too quick. I'm a light-weight!" She smiled, holding the bottle up to her lips to drink some of it.

"It's alright, Y/n. Let's just enjoy the night, especially since those two practically ditched us." Loki chuckled, Y/n nodded, passing the bottle back to him.

That's how the next hour went on, them passing the bottle back and forth between each other until they were eventually all out of whiskey and was left laughing at each others past.

"Goodness, I can't believe that guys dad chased you around like that after only a kiss." Y/n laughed, some of her words slurring but Loki was able to understand her since they were in the same state.

"Exactly! I wouldn't even call it a kiss! We kind of just head-butted each other." Loki laughed with Y/n, whose laughs just got louder. "Do you know how much it hurt running around the place back and forth with a headache?!"

"No, but I can imagine! Damn, I feel bad for you." Y/n smiled.

"No you don't." He huffed, looking up at the sky.

"You're right, I don't." She laughed again, following his gaze to see what he was looking at. "What are you staring at, god boy?" Y/n asked jokingly, resting her head on his shoulder.

"The constellations." He answered.

"Don't you need a microphone to look at those?" She asked, lazily sitting up.

"Do you mean stethoscope?" He chuckled.

"Stethoscope? No no! That's like, a big word, there's no way they use that— I think they use a . . . oh! They use a telescope!" Y/n finally remembered, stretching her arms.

Loki chuckled before pointing up at one of the stars. "That one kind of reminds me of you."

"Uh-huh." She nodded, looking up at what he pointed to. " . . . Why?" She asked.

"Because it's small and in the way of the other big stars." Loki snickered.

Y/n groaned and soon enough sat herself on his lap, eyeing him down, Loki was now laying down with Y/n on top of him.

"Why are you sitting on my lap?" Loki asked, making direct eye contact with her.

"Because I . . ." Y/n paused, struggling to think of something to say. "You know why? Because you're annoying, and I wanted to block your view of the stars!" She scoffed.

Loki scoffed back, placing his hands on her inner thighs. "Hey, that's not fair, you can see the stars but I can't?" He asked, flipping their positions so that he was now on top of her. "You're the only star I want to see, and i'm the only star you need to see." He hummed before he leaned down closer to her face, having their foreheads against each other.

"Why do you say that?" Y/n asked, keeping eye contact with him.

"You want me to say it?" Loki let out a long sigh, burying his face in her neck.

"Go ahead."

Loki snickered a bit. ". . . I think we'd make a hot couple." He admitted, the two immediately began laughing again.

After the laughter died, Y/n felt a smirk forming on her face. "Prove it."

"Pardon?" He asked.

"You heard me. Prove it. Prove that you really want me, Loki."

Loki lifted himself up from the crook of Y/n's neck, looking down at her. He couldn't believe that she said that to him. "Do you mean that right now?"

"I'm on the pill, why wouldn't I?" Y/n shrugged.

"You're going to regret this, darling." Loki said, his voice suddenly got darker.

Y/n's eyes widened, about to say something else but Loki leaned back down and smashed his lips against hers. The kiss was slow, but sensual. He wanted to savor the taste of her lips.

Loki kept his hands securely around her waist, biting down on her lower lip in order to make her open her mouth. Y/n let out some sort of a whine as his tongue explored her mouth, eventually letting their tongues go together until Loki pulled away.

"Loki . . ." Y/n breathed out, watching him trail his kisses down her collarbone. "Loki~" She whimpered, watching his hand palm her clothed pussy. "Loki, please— Oh my god . . . " she whined, nibbling on her lower lip.

"Look at you . . . already whimpering and whining and I haven't even undressed you yet." Loki let out a dark chuckle, using his free hand to fondle with her breasts. "Spit it out already, what do you want me to do to you?"

Y/n let out a transient moan, feeling that familiar knot in her lower abdomen even though he wasn't even touching her all of the way. "Loki . . . I want you to fuck me, I want you to use me until I can't take it anymore." Y/n explained shamelessly, trying to move her hips against him.

Loki gave her a short laugh, watching her move her hips against his hand as if she was looking for more. "My queen." He darkly chuckled, removing his hands from her. Loki didn't waste anymore time and tugged off the shorts she had on, looking down at her panties that were soaked from her wetness.

"Look at you, I haven't even laid a finger on your clit yet and you're already soaked." He said, moving her panties to the side. He let out a groan, placing his thumb on her clit, patting her cheek before he went down her body until his face was eye level with her pussy.

"Loki . . ." Y/n whined after Loki started rubbing her clit at a very slow pace.

"What is it you want from me again?" He acted clueless.

"Fuck me, please." Y/n whispered in a nearly inaudible, shaky tone.

Loki suddenly shoved two digits into her cunt, earning a sharp moan from her. "Sorry, I didn't hear you." He hummed.

Loki roughly rubbed Y/n's clit, thrusting his fingers into her. "Loki, please just fuck me already." She moaned while he smirked, pulling out his fingers.

Loki took off his shirt, tossing it to the side of her head before he began to take off his pants. Y/n watched him with desperation in her eyes, keeping her legs spread for him. "Take your shirt off for me, dear, I want to see every part of you." He smiled lovingly, making her heart melt. Y/n removed her top, placing it next to her which left her completely nude body out for him to see. "You're so fucking gorgeous." He groaned, leaving her flustered.

Loki looked down at her and grinned, leaning down to kiss her again. He held his dick in his hands, stroking it slowly. Loki placed his tip between her folds, letting her wetness coat his cock. "Loki . . ." Y/n whimpered, squirming around a little.

"Shit . . . so tight, loosen up for me, will you?" He smacked her thigh, not wasting anytime and starting to pound into her with a great pace.

"Fuck, faster." She moaned, it being muffled due to her hand covering her mouth.

Loki gritted his teeth, using his free hand to rub her clit. Y/n felt her walls relax around his throbbing cock, taking him well. "You're doing so good, dear." Loki praised, eyebrows furrowing once he felt himself hit that spot.

"L-Loki!" Y/n stuttered with a whine, feeling him hit her spot repeatedly. She was about to lose her mind, he was definitely doing it on purpose to make her reach her high quicker.

With every thrust, Loki brushed against her sweet spot, which left lewd moans leaving her mouth. "Loki! I'm close!" Y/n moaned, her walls tightening up around his dick.

"I know, darling. Let it out." He smiled, tapping her inner thigh. Upon hearing that, Y/n's eyes rolled back as she came all over his cock. But, he didn't stop. Instead he kept going, his dick ramming into her over and over.

"Loki . . ." she moaned, wiggling around. "I can't take anymore~!"

Loki let out a breathy laugh. "You're not done yet, you can take more." He corrected, fingers digging into her bare waist.

Y/n whimpered, looking down at his cock that kept slamming into her repeatedly. "Loki, please . . . just fill me." She begged, walls tightening around his cock again.

"Already wanting me to cum in you, huh? You'll have to wait, dear, I know you can." He hummed, occasionally squeezing her breasts. Y/n moaned, her eyes starting to roll to the back of her head once again.

Loki noticed and chuckled, grabbing her jaw. "Look at me, Y/n." She moaned in response, looking up at him as they made direct eye contact. "You're going to take all of me, alright? You're going to take all of my cum and not waste a single drop." He groaned out, hips continuing to slam into hers.

"Fuck, you feel so good." He muttered, throwing his head back as he felt himself nearing his climax.

Loki kept his thrusts consistent until he eventually shot his load into her, filling her up to the brim. Panting, Loki slowly pulled out and looked down at Y/n.

"I wasn't too rough on you, was I?" He darkly chuckled, reaching for their clothes.

"Just . . . let's get back to my room, please." Y/n blushed, sitting herself up as they put their clothes back on.

"Come on. Hopefully we can make it back to wherever the hell they are." Loki said after Y/n got up, walking out.

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waterhashiragiyuu · 1 year

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Loki X Fem! READER

Trigger :choking but in a gentle way

I woke up this morning thinking about our last time together. I am rolling around in my bed and i can't make myself neither fall back asleep or get up and start my day. All i can think of is how you called me beautiful as i was enjoying your body exploring mine. I can feel my naked skin under warm soft blankets, i can feel myself thirsting for your touch and words again. Getting aroused by your memory.

I am slowly using my hand to feel my wet core, surprised at how needing of you it is.

At that moment you are entering the apartment. Staring at my naked body, half way covered by blankets. You are approaching and gently petting my skin. From my cheek, down my neck, touches soft and light like petals, almost tickling. While you look deep into my eyes, you are playing with my nipples softly moving them up and down, then in circles. From pleasure i cant bare to keep my eyes open. I am starting to moan in a shy manner,wishing that i could do it louder. But i am afraid that my neighbors might hear me. But honestly, fuck them, once they woke me up by fucking loudly at 3 am.So what if they her me this time in 7 am...

Your hand is so gracefully gliding down my waist, down my stomach, teasing my core just a little. Just a little but more then enough to make me wanting you more. You are grabbing my soft thighs. I am curving my back at the pleasure of your touch. I know that i can't take it much more, but i want this to last. You are giving full attention to my clitoris now, and in a wave of pleasure i can hear you say :"say my name'.

I am feeling ashamed yet turned on and curious. I am looking at your eyes seductively yet innocent. Are you sure? You want that? I am smirking. Knowing very well that I want that too, i am just pretending. Another strong wave of pleasure overwhelms my body and i cant help but to close my eyes again and moan.

I can feel your masculine hand moving inbetween my boobs and grabbing my neck firm but gentle, while my head is falling backwards with a louder moan. I thought that i would reach my peak that very moment , but i managed not to.

-Say my name.

Another pleasure wave washes over me and this time,that is it and i know it, i couldn't contain it anymore.

As strong orgasm is shaking my body and my ears are ringing, your hand on my small neck holding me in my ecstacy... I gather courage to say out loud :... Loki!!!.. Loki!!!

After that great orgasm, in shame how much i enjoyed it i turn on my stomach and giggle. While waving my legs in the air playfully. Now this is the memory of you that i keep thinking of while i roll in my bed in early mornings.

#smut scenarios #Smut #smut #Lemon #lemon #fem reader #Lokismut #Loki x fem reader #Loki x Fem! Reader #Loki smut #Loki lemon

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HIHIHIHIHI:3 I saw ur request box open can u pls write Loki helps goro breed (f)Reader ?

My brain has been absolutely NOTHING but Ryomina. Be it Smut or general thoughts, it’s alllll just Ryomina EXCLUSIVELY. Sooooooo, I. Struggled. Akechi never struck me as someone who would hook up with anyone outside of mayyyybe joker, and even then I don’t entirely see their chemistry. Loki? Yeah, I could see him being a horny bitch, but not so much his user lololol. So cooking up a scenario that fit the prompt was a bit tricky.

So! I just went HAM. I just leaned into some fun experimentation on how to portray some smut. So! It’s short, a lot is left up to imagination, it’s a little vague, but I hope it’s still enjoyable and fun in some way.

CW: implied non-con, teratophilia, and pregnancy! Be warned! There’s also pretty blatantly stated blackmail. Please be very mindful as you read below the cut.

The human body is almost known for its durability. A tumble down a cliffside, gunshots, stabbings, freezings, all had a chance of survival. So, it wasn’t a surprise that the human body was capable of being stretched and filled to an insane amount, right? Your belly may bulge, and your skin may be littered with varied cuts and bite marks, but you could survive. You didsurvive.

Your skin was decorated in scars that varied in their severity, and the strength of your reputation as a star was hung over your head like some fucked up version of mistletoe, but you were alive to tell the tale. If...it wasn’t a story that would’ve gotten you thrown into the grippy sock hotel.

But, regardless of whether or not you’d be believed, you were alive. You’d survived being stuffed to the brim with an inhuman cock, and you’d lived when the nightmare Zebra, bull thing that loomed over you had filled your belly with enough molten desire that your skin had felt ready to split apart. Of course, you couldn’t mention what had happened with that demon, but you...could move on from it. You could...do what Akechi demanded and hopefully get him to erase the video he’d taken. Then, you can finally completely forget what had happened.

The way that demon’s cock had slowly drug against every inch of you, the feeling of his claws when they bit into the skin of your sides and back, the...way something seemed to lingerin your body, even after the demon had filled you until boiling...fluid, had begun to drip out of you. You could leave it all behind, get rid of it in some way. Right?

All you could do was hope. Hope, and survive the rancid predicament once again.

#Persona 5 #Persona #Loki x reader #Akechi Goro x reader #kinda #persona 5 royal #x reader #scenario #ask #not sfw #spicy #dark #lemon-scented #short

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swtki · 1 year

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Hey all! I’m opening up requests to help me out of a writing slump!

Please send me requests, these are the guidelines I have:

My readers are ALWAYS inclusive 100% in fluff, this means GN, race neutral, and size neutral.

My smuts are inclusive to all Fems, meaning I only use she/her pronouns and afab anatomy, however race, and size are neutral.

I will be creating a rec post for Trans! readers, black! readers, cis male readers, any type of specific reader soon <3

Characters I will write for:

-Loki Laufeyson

-Bucky Barnes

- Steve Rogers

- TASM! Peter Parker

- Spencer Reid

Please do not ask for any other characters or any ships other than x reader.

Things I will write:

-smut (fem dom or vanilla)

-fluff (any and all)

-angst (past trauma, current trauma, breakups and heartbreak)

-dark fics (stalking, perv)

start sending them babes !

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clandestineloki · 1 year

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OH MY GOD i just thought of the cutest thing eVER imagine loki with an adorable shy cinnamon roll subby reader who gets hiccups!!?!?! when she gets into subspace?!?!?! and she's all "*hic* sorry it's probably so annoying *hic* can i have a glass of *hic* water? *hic* or scare me!!" BUT LOKI DOES NOT DO ANYTHING TO STOP IT BECAUSE HE SWEARS PRETTY LIL SUB CAN'T GET ANY CUTER

#soft dom loki #soft!loki #soft!dom!loki #soft!dom loki #dom!loki smut #dom!tom hiddleston #dom!loki #dom loki #loki x shy!reader #tom hiddleston x reader #loki x reader lemon #loki x reader smut #loki x reader

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harlequin-hangout · 1 year

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Header and dividers all made by me

📑= In Progress ✔️= Completed 🌶️= Smut ❄️= Fluff 😶= Angst 🦇= Dark themes

One Shots

✔️🌶️❄️Consequences (WinterFrost x Reader)

Mini Series (Three parts or less)

(Coming Soon)

Series

📑 🦇For a Mortal: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10

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fanfic-collection · 2 years

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Loki x Reader: The TA - 13

Please comment

Loki stood one hand on the mantle of the fireplace in his office. Hunched over, he gazed into their electric flames.

You had never really noticed much of the grey, drab office. Having been distracted by its owner most of the time, you realized that the interior did not really reflect who he was as an individual.

And yet… And yet, the plain yet formal, guarded atmosphere spoke volumes of what you had grown to know.

You glanced towards the windows, green curtains offering a splash of color in the otherwise monotone room. Outside the window, the campus grounds stretched on. Other buildings could be seen near and far, scattered like bird droppings across the century’s old campus.

The light of the fire cast ominous shadows on Professor Laufeyson’s face, throwing his sharp cheekbones into harsh relief. Though from this angle you were unable to read his expression.

He turned, looking at you and a small smile touched the corner of his mouth. “Good afternoon.”

You smiled back at him. “It’s good to see you back here, teaching, sir.”

Loki’s eyebrow quirked slightly as he slid away from the fireplace.

There was silence.

He paused when he reached you, stopping to tilt his head to the side and let the curtains of his hair hang.

You looked at him curiously, if not a bit nervous as well.

Loki’s hands were clasped below over his stomach as he stared down at you, studying you.

More silence.

The fireplace had fake wooden crackling sounds. It broke the silence ever so audibly. But other than the racing pulse in your chest and the occasional soft noise of the fireplace, it was silent.

Loki inhaled deeply. “Well.”

“Sir?”

His eyebrow quirked again. “You have been marvelous to have in class, and I daresay an angel in my trying times.”

You felt your cheeks heat up.

Slowly, Loki raised his chin, staring down at you imperiously. The good natured smile was no more. Instead he eyed you lazily, a smirk starting on his face. “Strip.”

Loki leaned against the desk, legs crossed at the ankle, and arms crossed over his chest as he stared at you.

You stood, panting for air with your hands at your sides, fists clench. Completely bare to the office, the doors hopefully locked, and the windows too far up for any real amount of visibility. Your chest heaved as you stood opposite, waiting his inspection.

Things had gone similarly enough over break, and yet, you had never really done this: standing before him, naked, exposed.

Loki slowly reached forward, his hand cupping your cheek, as he continued to stare the length of you. “Now then.” He purred, his thumb stroking your cheek.

Your eyelids fluttered, gasping softly at the delicate touch. As you gasped, your mouth fell open and you clenched your fists tighter, nails digging into the skin. A dampness was already growing between your thighs and you squeezed them together, rubbing your thighs ever so slightly.

Loki tutted. “None of that.”

You swallowed hard and spread your legs again, making sure there was a space and your lower extremities were visible. Lower extremities, the word sounded so technical. Your pussy was exposed to him, ever so slightly, though clearly not to his satisfaction at this angle.

“On the desk.” Loki jerked his chin towards the desk. “Turn around.”

Slowly you walked to the desk, turned around and scooted back enough that if he knelt… You swallowed hard.

Nothing had felt as intimate or risky as this before. The two of you had come close to such a scenario during break, and yet, nothing truly consummate.

“Relax.” Loki purred. Waiting to see the tension in your shoulders fade enough.

Your breath came in short stuttering gasps as you tried to calm down.

Loki knelt down, each hand gripping one of your knees. His face was buried in your womanhood, tongue slowly darting out to slide over your clit.

You gasped, threatening to squeeze his head with your thighs, but he held you still.

Slowly he worked at you, tongue lathing over your clit, juices mixing with his saliva and wetting the desk beneath you.

Loki pulled away and you let out a sharp gasp, chest heaving even harder than before. You gripped the edges of the desk with your nails, nails digging deep into the wood. It crossed your mind that this might leave a visible mark if one knew where to look.

“Lay back.” Loki ordered and you did as he said. “Love, feel free to make,” he glanced towards the door, “at least a little noise.”

You let out a shy giggle. “Ok.”

Loki raised his eyebrow and you tilted your head confused.

“Yes, sir?”

That wicked smile returned and Loki nodded.

You laid back, muscles tensing as you had to shift your grip of the edge of the desk. Your back hit the cold wood surface. There were no papers, perhaps Loki had been planning this. The excitement fueled your desire.

Loki gripped your thighs, fingers digging into the skin, but delicately moving you to where he wanted.

You gazed at the ceiling of Professor Laufeyson’s office. There was a wood fan of some sort, black metal lights, hanging like sullen chandeliers. Those lights were off.

There was the clatter of metal on metal, followed by the shuffling of material. Your gaze snapped down the length of your body, down your breasts, stomach and to your mound. Where between your legs, Loki stood, his trousers slowly rolling down and exposing his magnificent cock. And balls.

You licked your lips.

Professor Laufeyson slowly frotted his cock against your thigh, sliding it with his hips as he grew hard on your skin.

Your breath came in skittered, shaky gasps.

“Relax…” Loki bent over you, breathing in your ear. His large hands lay on either side of your head and he slowly shifted his hips so his cock brushed against your cunt.

The two of you let out simultaneous groans. Loki pressed his body over yours, his suitjacket rubbing harshly against your pert nipples. You wondered what he would do if he had a tie.

Slowly, one hand still holding him up, Professor Laufeyson reached down and grasped his cock, lining it with your core and began to press into you. Achingly slow, his bulging cock filled you, the thick pulsing vein pounding in unison to the heartbeat of your head.

Loki pushed into you, deeper and deeper. You gasped and panted, squeezing the table. One of your hands was lifted as Loki no longer felt the need to hold his cock. He gripped your hand in his and squeezed it tight.

You scrunched your eyes shut, but at the inclusion of his touch, they slowly opened and you saw him standing over you in hall his glory.

Letting out a soft laugh, you felt your body grow supple around his. Everything in you melted and you reached up with your free hand to brush at the locks that had fallen in his face. Loki gazed at you lovingly.

Then slowly, he began to pull out. Your eyes bulged at the movement, the desperate need for friction.

Professor Laufeyson set a ruthless pace, pounding and thrusting into you, his balls slapping against your ass.

Over and over his cock struck your core. Loki searched your face, noting when you made a particularly shuttering gasp as he hit your sweet spot. “Good girl.” He whispered.

On he thrust, pounding into you. Your hips began to rise and fall, meeting his thrusts, coming together when he was at his deepest.

You let out a sharp groan, feeling your climax building.

However, before you realized it, Loki was grabbing you, wrapping his arms around your back and pulling you to him. He pressed his forehead against yours, one hand on your hip, the other grasping a knot of your hair. Still he thrust, his cock sliding against that aching sweet spot that had you moaning his name, panting it with each thrust.

“Loki, oh! Loki! Loki!” You cried out.

“Say my name.” Loki growled, clearly pleased by this turn of events.

You continued to cry his name, gasping and shudder as you lifted your legs to wrap around his waist. His hand slid down, to your lower back and he held you up by his cock and hand tightly grabbing your hair alone.

You reached up to grip his shoulders, letting out sharp cries, your ability to speak finally failing you.

And then with that shift of his pubic bone, his skin rubbed against your clit, flashing stars across your vision.

As you opened your mouth to cry out, Loki’s lips engulfed yours, smothering the scream.

On though, Loki continued to thrust into you, finally pulling away from the kiss as he returned his forehead to yours, staring you in the eye.

“Keep going.” Loki growled.

You nodded quickly, sweaty forehead against sweaty forehead. Still you lifted your hips, rocking into him as you felt his cock start to twitch and spasm. Your tightened walls clenching it.

Loki’s mouth fell open, sharp shuddering breaths coming through as his body shook, feeling him spill himself deep within you.

Again your eyes bulged out as you continued to rock into him, you jut your chin forward and grasped his lower lip in a gentle bite as the two of you continued to ride out your orgasms.

Slowly, the feeling started to fade and you began to shut your eyes. You still held Loki tight, his cock buried deep within you.

Ring ring.

Your eyes shot open.

Loki slowly turned his head to look at the phone. The one thing that had stayed on the desk, surviving your escapades.

Buried deep within you, his cock still slightly hard, already preparing to go again, Loki reached for the phone.

“Professor Laufeyson, how can I help you?” Loki lifted the receiver and gave you a look that said, ‘I’m still a professor and will act as thus.’

You squirmed against him, but his hips pressed deeper against you, holding you in place. You would have to pull yourself away from him, and slid upside down off the desk to get away.

“Oh?” Loki said mildly, glancing down at you and rubbing his thumb idly along your nipple.

He shot you a look when you clenched your pussy around his cock. Two could play at that game.

Loki nodded looking towards the window. He pressed the receiver between his ear and shoulder so he had both hands free. “Yes, uh huh…” Professor Laufeyson trailed off.

Reaching down, one hand grasping your hair and the other gripping your upper back, Loki pulled you towards him.

He gave you a look that did not beg asking questions.

You watched him warily. Carefully you reached around him, one arm on his free shoulder and the other around his side. You pushed him off of you ever so slightly, allowing him to sink back into you.

“Yes, yes, I know what you want.” Loki grit his teeth as you clenched your inner walls, shooting you a look.

You smiled innocently.

“Yes, actually, she’s right here.”

Your eyes widened as Loki grinned at you wickedly, handing you the receiver. He gently returned you to laying on your back and gazed at you.

“H-hello?” You stammered, biting your lip hard as Loki thrust into you.

Once more, Loki began to build a rhythm, pushing you up and up across the desk. You bit back a whimper, digging your fist into your mouth as you waited.

Loki’s strong grip pried your hand from you mouth and you felt tears prick at your eyes.

“Hello! I wanted to thank you so much for watching my brother all winter. He really needs someone like you.” It was Thor.

“Oh, ya, sure of course.” Thrust.

Thrust, thrust, thrust. Pounding into you over and over, deeper than you knew. And always, always, hitting that sweet spot.

Loki smiled down at you lazily, his one hand gripping your shoulder to prevent you scooting up on the desk and his other idly playing with your breasts.

“So, I was hoping you would come visit me and my wife’s place this weekend when Loki does. Or Professor Laufeyson, you’re his TA right?”

You nodded, eyes rolling back slightly. “Ye-yea. I’m his TA.”

“Is everything alright?”

Your brother is fucking me on his desk right now. “No, no, everything is fine, I’m just a little busy.”

“Are you going to accept his invitation?” Loki called, throwing his voice so it sounded like he was a short ways away.

You shot Loki a nasty look and he grinned angelically.

“Is he listening in on you?” Thor grumbled.

“I’m sure you’re used to that.”

“He’s so paranoid.”

You felt your chest tighten defensively, or you would have if you weren’t trying to keep your breathing steady. “Hardly, just worries about me. He’s great like that.”

“Oh, well alright then. So what do you say?”

“I’d love!” You cried out softly, extending the word. “Love to.” You finished.

There was a silence from the other end before Thor seemed to accept this. “Wonderful.” And he began to ramble.

Evidently Loki could hear, so you pressed your hand to the receiver and tried not to give in to Loki’s nips and bites, and constant thrusting as while he fucked you mercilessly on the desk. Thor meanwhile rambled on until coming to an abrupt halt.

“HI!” You all but screamed, catching yourself quickly enough. Your head fell back and slumped against the desk, your body completely spent. You felt like a ragdoll, Loki continuing to fuck you mercilessly until he once more grunted and groaned, releasing himself deep within you. You pressed your freehand to your forehead and closed your eyes, face flushed. “Yea, Thor, that’d be great. I’m sure Professor Laufeyson can get me there. Mmhmm, bye.”

Loki pulled out of you with a lewd schlick noise. His cock now flaccid, he knelt down to a basket beside his desk and pulled out a cloth. He wiped himself clean before closing his trousers.

You lay on your back, all but spread eagle and legs dangling lazily from the desk. You gazed up at the dull ceiling, but with the tingling still lingering in your cunt, and the glow of sex on your skin… perhaps the ceiling wasn’t that dull.

Loki grabbed your hand and pulled you up to him, dragging you to your feet.

Growling soft and low, the Professor said, “Next time we’ll use the cane.”

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m4nd0l0r · 2 years

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Angelic Lips.

Description: A fixation bleeds through him: he catches himself always glancing by.

Ship: Five Hargreeves x GN! Reader

Word Count: 860+ (this is more of a drabble tbh-)

Author’s Note: writer’s block is a bitch and i fought it off with horniness so ig this is a lime (or lemon/smut?? genuinely idk)— i mean it deals with mouths, making out and what i thought oral fixation meant before taking a google search at 1am and becoming so aghast (basically i thought it was a mouth fetish or smth rather than a keen liking to biting and sucking cos of childhood shenanigans—) so it seems accurate, this also is just pure filth n’ brain rot of five, with that said i hope you enjoy reading and pls interact for a little boosting!! <33 (i’ll be posting more five content soon once i get a little more inspo/motivation!!!)

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This started all because of your damn mouth.

Five keeps, no- always finds himself watching. He feels as if he can’t turn away- that it pulls him back into this tight spot he can’t crawl out of.

And he never tries to get out.

Half of the time, he was sure you’ve catched him looking— it wouldn’t surprise him if you have. He feels- knows that he was too obvious, that he was becoming so perverted- that his eyes shouldn’t dare to look at you ever again.

And yet each time he can- he dares. He feels vulgar, as if he has sinned, but when he sees your lips quirk up into a smile, your canines, molars form a smile that you think shows a little too much gum to the point you try to hide it— he likes it- he can’t help but look.

He looks at you as if he’s seen an angel.

His eyes travel down to the curve of your lips- noticing your cupid’s bow accentuating the shape. He takes in every smile, every frown, every time your mouth gaped open and shifted close. How it flattens as you purse your mouth out of frustration.

He likes how red— angelic, your lips are— how soft it is when you kiss him- when you leave crimson kiss marks on his cheek- neck— even in his own mouth, he loves it.

It always starts small- so sudden at first. A stolen moment in time, you both grasp unto it.

His face pressed up on your cheek, and he breathes. He draws you in- the scent of laundry and other sorts of chemicals flood his senses- but it sets him a reminder- to know again that he was not dreaming.

That he was not creative enough to imagine you and your lips right next to his.

He plants a kiss— it was almost.. sweet- unlike the bitterness of cold coffee, the same one he loves to take in- much to your disdain. It was one that lingers through your skin like a spark. His fingers hold you near, and you could feel the desperation for closeness through his palms.

You push back, returning the gentleness. And yet he strays away, making you want to chase him but he comes back for more— like a starving man- knowing the pleasure is finally in his reach— the desperation clings as his lips push in- His lips smile against yours as he takes you in, his tongue on yours, teeth clashing.

His viridescent eyes watches you, the glint in his look could eat you alive- consume you like fire to wood- turning your vigor into smoke— it was obscene- your chest felt stuffy as you could feel his heart beat so furiously just inches away from your own.

His fingers tracing over your hip bone up to your sides. Your hands hold on his upper arms— his again on your hips- sliding across your back, his thumb rubbing shapes, leaving feathered caresses down your spine.

You were aflamed- burning under his touch, his skin— his lips trailing down your neck- his weight pressing onto your body, molding you both like clay risen from the earth’s mass ever so perfectly.

You both needed to breathe— gasping unto each other- But if he were to pull away, he’d feel as if he stopped being alive— that he couldn’t be away. He wants- needs to further feel you- taste you. His hands grabbing you everywhere- his tongue briefly touching your lower lip— he breathes, takes you in like the air he lacks itself.

“Five— Five, shit—“ Left your swelling lips. He only rasps ‘fuck’ before wrestling away, letting your blood rush somewhere else- not on your cheeks- your lips— the crimson merely pumps swiftly in your chest- adrenaline swimming in your veins.

Silence fills the space between you. As you breathe in and out, hands on the sides of his arms— all he does is stare at your red lips- all swollen up, glistening with a vermillion glow, because of him.

It was tantalizing.

Impulsivity floods his thinking: and he is a drowning man.

“Open your mouth.” His voice strungs you out of your daze— making you blink. It surprises him too- he shouldn’t.

And yet.

You slowly part your lips— his thumb coaxes you, further separating them. Your pupils watch him as he finds himself staring on the inside of your mouth. All teeth and gum- supple skin— Enough of that, he tells himself.

There was no point in this- he knows how you feel— how you taste- what was the point of checking the source? But he continues- an urge sinks in deep his fingertips— it was not enough.

“Wider.”

His knee shifts, now resting between your thighs- he jerks his clothed thigh up, causing you to let out a small throaty gasp. He only takes this opportunity- slipping his finger in. And just as he was about to move away— He felt your tongue slide on the pad of his thumb and your lips quirk into a mischievous smile.

He only broadens his shit grinning grin even further.

“Atta, angel.”

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charliehoennam · 14 days

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dinner date

summary: David tries to compensate for his demanding job and swoons his girl

Pairing: David Loki x F!reader

Warnings: Fluff, language

SHARING IS CARING, SO PLEASE REBLOG

David knows how you've been looking forward to this day the whole month. Ever since Crumble Crumbs opened up on main avenue, you've been counting down the days to try out the new café and bakery.

It's been a beehive since opening day, so you told him you wanted to wait a while for the hype to die down enough for you guys to enjoy a sweet little date without all the pushing and yelling.

Conyers was a small town. Nothing really new happens here, which happens to be one of David's favorite thing about it.

It's small enough for him to know almost everyone and to be predictable enough for his job.

Every grand opening in Conyers is the highlight event of the month and Crumble Crumbs has been no different; it's been the talk of the small town since then.

Everyone's been there, and word of their wide assortment of large, fresh cookies has been spreading like wildfire which only made you even more excited to finally try it.

The day is cold - sunny enough to enjoy it outside despite the winter season - as you and David walk down the sidewalk, hand in hand.

"They literally have every cookie you can imagine."

"I seriously doubt that. I mean, that's a lot of cookies. And who even is that obsessed about cookies?" David smirks, being his usual skeptical self.

"Who isn't?" You scoff playfully at him. "Cookies are seriously underrated desserts. They're crunchy and soft at the same time, not to mention salty and sweet too. They are the literally the ying and yang of desserts!"

"I'm pretty sure it's yin and yang, babe." He can't help but smile at your excitement.

"And there's a cookie for every season! Summertime? You got lemon cookies, lime cookies, coconut cookies. Fall? Snickerdoodle, peanut butter, s'mores and don't even get me started on chocolate chip."

"Alright, alright. Let's get a cookie in ya 'fore your lose your shit, cookie monster," he laughs opening the door for you.

You walk inside with a playful smack to his arm and giggle excitedly. The smell of the freshly baked goods strikes you immediately and wraps you in the warmest hug.

The café looks like as cozy as a scene from small town rom-com.

Little yellow lights strung across the ceiling glow warmly like candlelight against the pale, cold hue of the snowy streets outside that filters through the frosty windows. Bright green leaves planted on dark wooden boxes brighten the dullish red color of exposed bricks on the wall. Christmas stockings and decor hang against the dark teal bar beside the display cases of desserts.

"They got coffee in this joint?"

"Actually, they do. I'm gonna get a simple latte. How about you?"

"I'll join you and get one too."

"No black this time?" You smirk as your gloved hands lock together between you.

"You're rubbing off on me," he smiles and kisses your head. "Let's choose the cookies first and then I'll order the coffees so you can save us a table."

You and David work together to select different flavors to share between you both. You'd have one of every flavor if you could, but you know you wouldn't finish them all even with David's help.

He lets you choose first and he notices there's a a few you leave out. Not because you don't want to try them, but you feel like you should limit yourself. So, he makes a point in ordering the ones you'd left out and a couple of simple flavors he happens to love like the peanut butter and the classic chocolate chip.

You find a table to sit at near the window and take the cookies over to it as David soon follows with your lattes in hands.

Setting your gloves aside, you take turns choosing which cookies to try, chatting endlessly in between every bite and sip.

He just wants you to be happy today. He loves seeing you like this. He knows he doesn't spend enough time going on these little dates, letting routine to dominate your relationship.

He's always had trouble dating because of his job. There is no greater passion for him than helping people in need.

It's a subconscious deed that heals his inner child daily. He hadn't realized it until you pointed it out after he had told you about his rough upbringing one night.

Most of the women that came into his life felt it hard to compete with. His career always found a way of coming between his relationships until David eventually decided to give up on pursuing lasting relationships...until you came along and turned his world upside down.

At first, he didn't get his hopes up since he figured you'd eventually leave too. Only you didn't leave, nor did you hold it against him or make him feel guilty for his job.

Instead, you became his haven. His little peaceful cocoon to shelter him of all worries.

He admired that about you, the strength you had to understand and accept that your relationship wouldn't be as normal as others. Most of all, he was grateful that you still chose to stay with him knowing that.

He promised himself that he would always try his absolute best to make every rare second you had together as memorable as possible.

That's why he feels his heart sink in his chest when you both hear his cell phone ring in his pocket.

You smile at him and nod after seeing the regret on his face as he closed his eyes and exhaled sharply through his nose.

You assure him with a gentle smile and a hand on his arm that it's alright, that the call could be important or urgent. You know he wishes he didn't have to take it, but even days off aren't entirely free for him.

"I'm sorry, babe. I really am. I'll just be a minute. It- fuck," he sighs shaking his head as he reads the caller ID, recognizing it's his captain.

With reaffirming strokes of your thumb on his forearm, you already know from David's curt replies that he has to go in today.

The minute he hangs up, his heart is filled with dread.

"I'll get these to go while you bring the car around, yeah?"

He only nods and looks at you doey, apologetic eyes.

"Hey, it's alright... We can always come back. I'll make sure not to leave you any so we can come back soon," you smirk trying to poke some fun at him to ease his guilt.

He chuckles and nods as he gets his gloves back on.

"I'm taking this one with me" he says lifting the peanut butter cookie to his mouth as he stands with his latte in hand.

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You barely see David the couple following weeks.

Despite being able to find incidental pockets of fleeting time in your schedules to just be together, David can't stop thinking about that date and all the others that he's had to cut short.

He's thankful that you're understanding of the fact that he takes his job very seriously, but he still wants to remind you of how much he loves and appreciates everything you do for him.

Dealing with an absent partner isn't easy at all and things between you aren't always perfect. His job really does take a toll on his mental health. He hadn't noticed how bad it was until the Dover-Birch case.

Convincing him to see a therapist to talk to wasn't very easy, but he realized it was necessary after Bob.

Although the girls were safe and Keller was found - fighting for his life in the cold damp hole Holly Jones forced him into - and treated at the hospital before being taken in custody, Bob and Alex were the ones that really haunted him afterwards.

The day Bob took his life repeated itself in his dreams.

Even in his sleep, he couldn't run from the stress of his job or from the failure that he felt he had been to Bob. And now, he felt like he was failing you too.

On those nights, he would wake up covered in cold sweat with hands that trembled uncontrollably. Looking over his shoulder as he’d sit up on the bed, he’d make sure he hadn’t woken you up. He’d just feel worse if he had, but sometimes when he did, you helped calm him down and he was grateful for the patience you had with him.

Having you was the only constant he had in his life. You gave him a reason to want to come home. You filled his bleak days with love and relief. You are what makes his house a home and the thought of losing you is absolutely terrifying.

Most of David’s romantic history consisted of one-night stands and short-lived relationships. Although he did really have feelings for the women, he’d had relationships with, it always ended the same way: with them leaving because they demanded more attention that his schedule simply couldn’t provide. And, even though he had tried to move things around to have more free time, it wasn’t enough for them.

David shut himself off from the world in that romantic sense after that. He felt he would only ever fail anyone he got with, so what was the point?

Then, you came along and proved him wrong. He knew he would never find anyone like you, so showing you how much you meant was important to him.

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"Babe?" you call out.

You’re walking into the shared house you live in, sensing the delicious smell of your favorite dish wafting from the kitchen as you slide off your boots and hang your winter coat up alongside his.

"Ah, fuck" he winces lightly burning his hand on the handle of a frying pan., grabbing it in a hurry to set it on the back burner before the food in it could overcook. "In here, babe!"

Running cold water over the burn on his palm, he smiles proudly at you with a dish towel hung over his shoulder when you reach the kitchen, marveling at the romantic set dining table that was waiting for you along with lit tall candles, a bottle of your favorite wine and clean empty plates with thoughtfully arranged silverware resting upon a place mat.

"What's the special occasion?" you chuckle surprised.

He feels so proud watching you admire the effort he had put into making a simple night the most special.

"I finished the paperwork early. Worked through lunch, so I wanted to make you a special dinner, ya know?"

You grin, thanking him as he walks over drying his hands on the dish towel to grab the bottle to open it up and pour the maroon drink into a couple of glasses.

"I just wanted to do something for us... I know it's nothing special. Just dinner but…"

Your eyebrows narrow as you look at him curiously. He doesn't think it's enough to make up for his absence. He wishes he could do more because he knows you deserve more.

“But nothing. This is wonderful, Davie. Thank you so much” you complete and reassure him with a kiss. “You just made my day.”

Just knowing that he's gone out of his way to do something romantic reminds you of exactly why you stay. Under his stern facade, there's a heart of gold that he's learned to hide.

He doesn't reveal it to just anyone. He doesn't drop his guard and expose that vulnerable side with just anyone. He does that with you because he trusts you and he loves you so much.

Through these small acts of affection, you’re reminded that he’s pulling back yet another layer to let you in.

After quickly washing your hands, you take the glass offered to you. While you’re enjoying your wine, he moves around the breakfast bar to plate up the food.

Over dinner, you go on to share the highlights of your day.

Work isn't the most exciting part of your day, but every now and then, a couple things happen here and there and there’s always some gossip that you just have to share with David.

He listens to you with all his earnest attention because he loves listening to you. He could listen to you talk for days. He loves watching how excited you get to talk about your day, no matter how futile the little details seem to you because they’re details that were important enough for you to remember.

He’ll poke fun and let his sarcasm bleed through just a tad to make you laugh.

He doesn't stay silent though. He's a very honest person and he isn't afraid to share what he thinks in a carefully edited manner to avoid hurting feelings: a talent he's acquired over the years on the job.

He just adores watching how eager you get to share these things with him. His days are usually spent solving crimes that are sometimes incredibly daunting and hard to forget, so listening to you talk about your day reminds him why he decided to become a cop in the first place; to keep the town safe so genuine, kind-hearted people like you could enjoy your habitual everyday life in peace and safety.

When you ask him about his day, he's careful to leave the disturbing case details he had to type about the latest case he’d solved. Instead, he goes on to share a couple of stories shared by some of the beat cops from the job and personal lives.

They’re mostly stories about the weird situations brought on mostly by the drunks around town. One being about a crazy drunk in the holding cell stripping down and singing Chaka Khan’s ‘I’m Every Woman’. Another being about a mysterious and suspicious package that was delivered to a bank manager’s house that turned out to be a box full of dildos.

Hearing his laugh is almost like hearing angels sing. So rare, but still so refreshing to hear. You can feel it chase away all the troubles of your day as the corners of his eyes wrinkle with each smile.

Neither of you seem to notice the time passing by. It must be the wine that he keeps filling your glasses with every time he notices they're running low.

Dessert sobers you both up quite a bit after dinner.

"I didn't make it myself, but we can pretend that I actually know something about baking" he laughs setting out the small cake of your favorite flavor from your favorite bakery.

You thank him with a grin and a kiss that he refuses to break.

You already know you want to show him how grateful you are and you know exactly how to show him what.

His kisses are warm, wet and flavored by the red wine and the sweetness of the cake as they meld against your own. He kisses you so passionately, the room seems to spin around your as his lips intoxicate you all over again.

You pull back, cradling his prickly cheeks in your hands to admire your boyfriend.

“I love you, Davie.”

“I love you too.”

#david loki #david loki x reader #david loki x y/n #david loki x you #detective david loki #prisoners #david loki prisoners #jake gyllenhaal

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