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After watching Thor: Ragnarok (*coughfourtimes*) I’ve decided…

Loki in Thor: *looked like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you*

Loki in Avengers (and maybe TDW a little still): *looked like he could kill you and would kill you*

Loki now: *looks like he could kill you but is ACTUALLY A CINNAMON ROLL TOO PURE FOR THIS WORLD*

….that is all.

in your dreams, sweetheart

Photographer!thor, Model!loki. Kind of the second in my photographer Thor series, the first one being a heart and a pair of boots.


“Why not just go with fishnet?”

Thor looks up. He’s kneeling between Loki’s legs, cutting holes in the white tee Loki is wearing. Thor’s left hand is under the shirt while the right one is working the scissors.

Over Thor’s shoulder there’s the professional camera he’ll be using to take the pics. It’s on the table right next to Thor’s giant to go coffee cup and his car keys.

Thor looks at Loki for a moment and his eyes just devour him. And Loki thinks having someone look at you like that literally gives you the best high ever.

Thor looks down at the thin fabric, shifts his weight in his shoes.

He moves his hand higher under Loki’s shirt, reaching for the collar area. The warmth of his palm and Thor’s forearm pressed right to the center of his chest makes Loki arch his back a little and hug Thor’s ribs with his thighs.

Loki squeezes Thor’s chest between his knees and Thor hums, fiddling with the shirt.

Thor picks a spot close to Loki’s left shoulder, pulls the fabric away from Loki’s skin and cuts a hole there.

The hushed sound of ripping fabric in Loki’s ears and the spicy scent of Thor’s cologne filling his nose, warming the blood in his veins.

“Don’t have any of them fishnet shirts,” he replies.

Loki leans back on his palms, keeping his legs pressed to Thor’s sides.

He flips his hair over his right shoulder, teases, “I don’t believe you.”

Thor smirks, slides the silver blades of the scissors into the slash he’d just made, snips, makes it wider, and hello left clavicle.

“No?”

They’ve just met in a bar about an hour ago, and now Loki’s sitting on an empty wine box in this guy’s apartment about to pose for some pics and the moon is shining out there and the night is theirs.  

Loki shakes his head slowly, left eyebrow arched, “I think you just wanna touch me.”

Thor moves his giant palm over Loki’s chest, then closes his fingers gently around Loki’s throat, hand still under the collar.

“Yeah?” he smiles up at Loki all crooked, swiping a thumb just under Loki’s jaw, “where’d you get that idea from?”

Loki plays along, “makes you wonder, doesn’t it.”

Thor’s smile grows bigger, “love this mouth of yours.”

“Love your hands,” Loki says.

Definitely not just the hands.

Thor chuckles. He’s full of himself but he’s fucking hot.

He slides his palm back down from the hollow of Loki’s throat to the center of his chest. He cuts another hole there, puts the scissors away.

Loki watches him with parted lips as Thor slides his fingers in, grips the fabric in both fists and tugs hard. The fabric rips so easy, leaving a grinning slash the size of a pocket knife behind.

Loki is impressed and fucking turned on.

He bites his lips and pokes Thor’s side with the heel of his boot.

“Be gentle with me?” he asks all innocent but his eyes betray him.

Thor grins, “in your dreams, sweetheart.”

Loki’s New Nickname

Originally posted by wandering-in-hopeless-night

Warnings: Immense fluff, cutesie whipped cream and strawberries and chocolate syrup fights, tackling onto to the kitchen tiles, awkward choking on food, SMUT, fingering, hand jobs, oral, (female receiving) lovey dovey loki

A/N: The wonderful Delilah ( @papi-chulo-bucky ) helped me write some of the smut for this, i became bloody clueless. the (*)  in certain parts of Loki’s speech is a quote (linked)  I’ve used from a blog I found, (trust my you’ll like the sound of it)

Word count:  4812

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You were wondering around the tower, a book in hand and your reading glasses in the other. You had just finished a sparring session with Steve, showering and then putting on some lounging clothes; a baggy vest and some pyjama shorts with some fuzzy socks.

Times had changed with the Avengers; grudges were slowly dissipating, mutual dislike turned to civility and Thor and Loki had become loving brothers once more.

Loki was usually isolated in his own mind, he was a social vampire when it came to gatherings; you wouldn’t get a word out of him unless you invited him into the conversation. He became a good man- it took him a while to earn the trust of the people around him and it took him a while to learn how to control his powers to use them for reasonable purposes.

Everyone was still skeptical about him, though, especially Clint. The whole mind control back in New York made the man uneasy and on guard constantly. Natasha had to keep distracting him whenever Loki joined everyone in the living area, for the man shot imaginary arrows in his general direction.

You had reached said living area and you heard howling laughter. You peaked around to see everyone laughing, apart from Loki.

“What’s going on guys?” You questioned, placing your book on the stand next to where the god was sitting.

“We’ve given Loki a new nickname.” Tony snorted. You rolled your eyes, knowing it wasn’t going to end well.

“And what would this nickname be, exactly?” You arched your brow at them whilst crossing your arms across. The guys, especially Tony and Sam, kept doing shit like this and it annoyed you to no end. You wanted Loki to feel welcome here, and they were making that impossible for him.

Horny.” You heard Loki mutter softly. You turned and looked at him then, emerald eyes meeting your wide ones. “Because of my helmet…What does it even bloody mean?” You kept hearing snorts of laughter in front of you and sneered at the two ‘grown ups’, but you had to stop yourself from giggling.

“Y'know you’re real funny, Tony, Sam, whoever made the nickname needs to grow up.” You picked up your book and sat next to man on the leather couch. “Just ignore them, Loki, they’re children in adult skin.” You whispered softly.

“I still want to know what it means, though.” He mumbled to himself, he shifted slightly and his arm brushed against yours, the coolness of his skin behind the thin material of his t-shirt making goosebumps rise upon your skin. “What are you reading, Y/N?”

“Oh, I’m reading The Rise and Fall of the Krays. Yeah, it’s a true story about two really famous gangsters in East London back in the… 1950’s? I think? Let me double check,” You placed a finger between the pages so you didn’t lose yours, and flipped the book to look at the blurb on the back. “Ah, the 50’s AND the 60’s. I was close.” Loki gave you a small smile and returned to looking out of the window.

You sat in a comfortable silence for a while, the sound of soft breathing and distant conversations filling your ears, that is, until Tony piped up.

“We’re all going out in 10 minutes, wanna join, Y/N? Or are you staying here with Horny?” The man chuckled.

You usually declined going out- the hustle and bustle of busy bodies and widely socializing making you rather uncomfortable. You scoffed at Tony’s childish words.

“I’m keeping Loki company, so no thank you, manchild.” You smiled sarcastically at Tony and then looked at Loki. You jumped ever so slightly when you noticed he was watching intently.

“You don’t have to, dear. Go out and have some… Midgardian…fun…” He cringed at word 'fun’. Loki wasn’t used to Earth, still, his idea of fun was pulling pranks and scaring the shit out of people.

“No, no, I’d like to stay here with you - don’t give me that look, Loki -” You were cut off when you heard multiple farewells, returning them briefly. “I don’t like crowds…or large parties that much.”

“Ah, I see. I hope I don’t bore you too much, petal.” You blushed at the nickname he gave you. You and Loki had grown closer during his time at the tower; small talk turned into full blown conversations, boring nights turned into ones where you could bask in each others company for hours, no physical contact became small, innocent touches, but he was still very timid, though.

You shot up from your seat, heading towards the kitchen area, you felt the pang of hunger reside in your stomach, so you had to eat at least something to make it go away.

“Loki, would you like something to eat? I might make some waffles.” You received a hum and a soft 'please’ from him. You quietly turned to see him take a peek at your book and you smiled slightly.

You soon finished cooking, 4 waffles in total. You plucked needed confections out of the cupboards and fridge; chocolate syrup, whipped cream, strawberries.

Before you ushered Loki over, you connected your phone to the sound system and played some music. The place was silent, so you wanted to change that. You skipped through your music list, fist bumping the air as soon as you found ‘No Scrubs’ by TLC. It was one of your favourite as a young teen and you swayed to the beat whilst happily mumbling the lyrics.

“Loki, come get your waffles!” You hollered, the tall god swiftly made his way over the the kitchen, sitting at one of the stools by the island.

“I must admit, petal, I’ve never had these before.” You gasped at his confession, awestruck that he had never tasted the sweet food before.

“Oh, gosh, Loki. Here- try some of mine, I’ve got strawberries, chocolate and whipped cream. I promise, it’s really nice!” You urged, you took some on your fork and held it up to him. “Taste it.”

He timidly leaned forward and took the food from your fork, his teeth baring. As he chewed you saw his eyes roll back with a moan. You bit your lip as you saw his head roll back, exposing the fair skin of his slender neck.

“Lord, if I ever knew how good these tasted, I’d have them everyday. May I?” He gestured towards the confectionery on the table, you replied with a ‘of course’ before you dug into your own, you done good.

A soft tune came on, and you recognised it to be one of Hans Zimmer’s masterpieces. You always played his music whenever you and Loki basked in the late night silences, it relaxed him and helped him focus whilst he read, he told you.

“Could you please tell me the definition of ‘horny’ now, Y/N?” You choked on what you were halfway swallowing.

“U-um, yes, okay, er…” You stuttered, you really wanted to save Loki the embarrassment, but it felt like you were the one in said state.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Loki muttered, shoveling more waffle into his mouth.

“No- it’s just crude.” You grimaced. “It means a-aroused…” The clatter of Loki’s fork on his plate startled you out of your embarrassed dazed.

“Well, Stark is in for a thorough beating, dare I say. Not only is he humiliating me, but he’s insulting my helmet-” He stopped when he noticed you staring at him in shock, scared he would lash out and break any plates.

You noticed his amused gaze upon your face, he started to chuckle lightly.

“W-What? Loki, what’s so funny?” You laughed as you cocked an arched brow at him.

Seeing him so happy made your chest swell and a smile tug at your lips. Loki found it difficult to let loose, for he was almost on edge all the time, worrying that if he took his mind off of reality for just a second, something bad would happen.

Your eyes widened as you watched Loki swiped cream across your nose, you let out a shriek as you watched his hand dip into the little scoop of cream and swipe across your cheek, creating a giant line of the white substance.

“You…You’ve got a little something right here, Y/N,” Loki spoke, but this time, his voice was deep with seriousness. His eyebrows furrowed as his gaze focused on your mouth. You watched as his finger gently touched your lip, before smearing more of the cream over your mouth.

You gasped as you felt the cream on your face, but this time he wasn’t getting off the hook. With a sudden burst of confidence, you lunged forward and with all your might, tackled him to the ground. You both landed onto the kitchen tiles with a loud thud, knocking over the stools that were beside you in the process.

“Oof!” Loki wheezed, “Ooh, my head…” He winced, holding his large hand to his head.

“Oh! Loki I-I’m so sorry!” you cried before getting to your knees and placing your hands on his shoulders. You peered down, trying to catch a glimpse of the spot he was holding, but instead was met with his trademark smirk. One that everyone knew meant trouble would soon follow.

‘Uh oh’ you thought. You immediately sat up straight, trying to make sense of why he would be looking at you that way. Before you could think, you felt two strong arms wrap around your body and pull you back onto the floor. He pinned you down with a strong arm before wiping more of the cream from your jaw to your neck. You gasped at the coldness of his slender fingers mingled with the cream and you wriggled underneath him, though he was tall and lithe he was heavy against your smaller form.

Loki managed to wipe more cream on you, not allowing you to escape from his strong grasp. His arm slipped and he accidentally wiped some of the sweetness in the valley of your breasts, both of your breaths hitching.

Loki’s playful facade fell as soon as he caught a glimpse of the small opening of your vest, which gave a perfect -and might he add, amazing view of your breasts. His eyes focused on your body, taking in every single detail it had to offer. From your chest, to your hair, all the way down to your hips. Dare he admit it, but he was enchanted by you.

“Forgive me,” he spoke, his voice soft as his eyes met yours once again. “But you truly are…one mesmerizing creature, Y/N.”

You swore on every single star in the sky, you felt your heart swell with the sensation of longing. You slowly reached a small hand to move a stray piece of raven hair away from his face, your fingers lingering on his jaw a few moments longer than they should have.

Everything was a blur as you felt Loki’s cool lips against yours, the mingled taste of strawberries and cream lingering on the supple skin. You laced your fingers into his long hair and tugged him closer to you, pressing your lips harder upon his.

You were jerked back to reality when you felt him pull away.

“I- I’m sorry, Y/N, for being so bold.”

“Shut up and kiss me, Loki, I haven’t gotten sticky whipped cream and chocolate syrup over me for nothing.” You giggled, pulling him down once more. You moaned as you felt his cool tongue brush against your own, your hips unconsciously bucking to meet his in pure need. You squeaked when you felt cold fingers brush against your jaw, tilting your head to the side.

Loki’s lips left yours, placing feather light kisses against your skin in a pathway to your neck. As lips and tongue left a wet path in their wake as they lapped up the whipped cream left there, you whispered his name, the sound of your voice and the bucking of your hips against his made him groan.

“Do you have any idea how much I crave this? Crave you? The taste of you? The feel of you? (*) Oh, darling, I’ve had plenty of feelings for you since the beginning. So beautiful, so kind, compassionate. I hope my feelings are not unrequited.” Loki confessed, his mouth brushing the valley of your breasts ever so slightly, collecting the white sweetness with his tongue.

“L-Loki, I’ve had something inside me, yearning for you, for a while. I need you, please.”

With that, Loki stood up from the kitchen tiles, pulling you with him. Gently pushing you against the counter, his hands found your hips and hair, he couldn’t decide whether to bring you closer or push harder against your soft body.

You let out a small whimper as his hands slowly snaked their way down to your hips, his nails dragging along your flesh teasingly, making you suffer in the best way possible. Loki dipped his face until it was resting onto your shoulder and began pressing little kisses along your skin.

A small sigh escaped your lips as his kisses slowly began traveling to the flesh beneath your ear, his lips sucking just enough to get a reaction from you. His hands worked their way from your hips until they were resting on the waistband of your shorts, tugging them down slightly..

“So beautiful,” he whispered, his voice was deeper now, yet filled with a hint of sincerity.

You felt your pyjama shorts sliding down your thighs, before they pooled around your ankles with a small plop, leaving you only in your underwear and fuzzy socks. You hastily kicked thee shorts from around your feet and your socks, sending them flying to the side of the kitchen, before leaning back into Loki’s touch as a kitten does it’s owner.

“I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to do this, my love.” He confessed as he began undressing himself, slipping off the dark sweater from his body and revealing his incredibly toned torso. One that you found yourself growing extremely wet at the sight of. Loki was beautiful, despite his differences from his brother. To you, he was perfection.

“Please,” you whispered, feeling his erection pressing into your bum through his jeans. You felt his hands slowly making their way to your vest and one by one, began to unbutton each of the little buttons.

“Have patience, my love.” he smirked as he fumbled with the final button on your vest, pulling it back and letting the material slide off of your shoulders and onto the floor beneath you both, revealing the soft bra underneath, Loki dragged his slender fingers across the fine lacework, admiring the beauty of such an undergarment.

You could hear his breath hitch as his hands finally rested on your breasts, his slender fingers massaged each of them softly. He dragged his thumb across your nipples, before giving each of them an experimental flick over the thin material of your bra. You arched into his touch, your mouth forming an O.

“Oh my,” you breathed as a wave of pleasure coursed through your body.

He let out a breathy chuckle as he pulled away, earning a small whine from you. Loki quickly rid himself of his remaining clothes, tossing them to the floor without a single care in the world, leaving him in only his tight boxer briefs, his hardness apparent under the thin material.

“So eager, yet you listen to me so well, come, my love. Follow me to my room.”

Bending over slightly, you hastily picked up both of your scattered clothes, trying not to make your rendezvous obvious to those who came back this way. As you straightened, you gasped as Loki turned you around and bent down, throwing you over his broad shoulder, taking you back to his room.

“You cheeky bastard!” You squealed as you felt a light spank to your backside.

“Tsk, tsk. Such profanity from a pretty little mouth like yours, Y/N.” You both laughed at this, you let your arms dangle over his back and you dragged your blunt nails across his flesh only slightly, and you felt him gasp at the sensation. You got a lovely view of his behind and you smiled to yourself.

You felt Loki’s hands grip your thighs, gently digging his nails into your soft flesh. You arrived at the door then- because your felt your feet brush against the solid door. Loki turned the handle and walked in swiftly, setting you down on your feet. He twisted his body and locked the door, you watched as the muscles in his back rippled with his movements and were completely lost in him.

You were brought out of your trance when you felt Loki’s plump lips brush against yours and feather light fingertips brush against your waist. You let your mouth go slack against his, allowing his tongue to brush against yours again, mirroring the actions in the kitchen. You trailed your hands up his forearms, to his broad shoulders and all the way up to his hair, tugging slightly.

Loki let out a soft groan against your mouth, sending vibrations right down to your throbbing heat. He hunched and dragged his hands to the back of your thighs, not once breaking your ongoing kiss, and hoisted you up against him, pushing you gently against his bedroom wall. The coolness making you shriek, making Loki pull back to look into your dilated pupils.

“I’m a frostgiant, love, I don’t need my room to be warm, you should know that already…” He mumbled, placing butterfly kisses into your neck. His erection was pulsing against your heat and you ground yourself down onto him, both sighing at the tasteful friction of his hard cock against the damp heat of your panties.

He pulled you off the wall then, setting you down onto the soft mattress of his bed. He nestled himself between your soft thighs and kissed you fervently. You became nervous; you had done this before, but this was a whole different atmosphere, Loki was different to the rest of the men you had slept with. He was powerful, dominant, he was from another fucking realm for god’s sake.

Loki could feel you tense against him, “I sense your unease, but I’ll be gentle, my love, I promise, there’s no other way I would want this, with you right now…” His words were silk as he spoke and he connected your lips in a passionate kiss that made your arch your back, keening for more of him against you, you shifted your calf around his waist, pulling his hips closer to yours, eliciting a sharp groan from his chest as he felt your soaked panties grind against his clothed cock.

You rocked against each other like ocean waves, his hips shifting against yours, finding that much needed friction, “My sweet girl, so good for me, buck your hips, let me feel you against me.” The soft spoken words against your lips sent shivers down your spine, making you arch your back into him, your clothed core grinding against his once more.

Your lips broke apart, green eyes stared into Y/E/C and you felt his fingers tug at the waistband of your underwear asking for permission, and you granted him just that by swiftly nodding your head, bringing his face down to yours, kissing him deeply.

As Loki dragged your panties down your legs, your squirmed in excitement, the feeling of his cold fingers against your scorching skin making you wetter and wetter by the second. Kicking your panties off your ankles, you felt Loki set himself between your thighs once more.

“Do you want my fingers inside you, petal?”

“Mmm, Loki- please, I need you.” You soon felt to slender fingers part your wet folds, rubbing gently from your entrance to your clit, and you moaned loudly at his touch. He spread your slickness throughout your heat and slipped a single finger inside your sex, languidly probing at your g-spot.

“Such a good girl, Y/N,” Loki muttered, watching you as your face contorted in pleasure, your teeth digging into your bottom lip.  “So wet, darling, so wet, all for me?” You hummed and threw your head back against the soft pillow as he inserted another finger, curling and dragging them in, out, in, out.

“L-Loki, keep going and I’m going to-to cum.” You choked. At these words Loki quickened the pace of his fingers whilst his other hand came to to toy with your sensitive clit, bringing you closer to climax, but as soon as you neared the brink he removed both hands from you, making you whine.

“You’ll cum around my tongue first, petal.” His voice was low, gravelly, and it made you take a deep breath, your chest heaved in anticipation as he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking your juices off of them whilst keeping his emerald eyes locked onto yours, the action was so erotic you couldn’t bare it.

He proceeded to kiss you then, the taste of yourself on his tongue as his hands reached behind you to rid you of your bra, flinging it across the room in haste. The cool air of his room made your nipples harden, making Loki take the chance to tweak and roll them between his fingers, making you take a sharp breath as you arched your back, yearning for more of his touch.

He shifted down the bed and used his large hands to part your thighs, his grip tight but gentle. He blew a soft puff of cold air on your heat and you jumped.

“You are a goddess, you deserve to be worshipped properly, pleasured like there is no more time in the world, let me give you this, Y/N.” You felt Loki’s tongue lick a thick stripe up your glistening folds. His tongue gently separated your lips, nudging the small sensitive nub that was your clit. You weaved your fingers through his thick, dark locks, tugging sharply.

You gasped, feeling the amazing sensation between your legs. You had your fair share of men please you throughout your life. You’ve had them try their hardest to touch you just right, eager to find what makes you tick. But none of them, no matter how hard they tried, could achieve what Loki was currently achieving at the moment. He made you crumble beneath his touch within seconds, and worshipped your body as if it were the last thing he would ever do on Midgard.

Your fingers weaved their way into his black locks again, gently tugging them as his lips connected with your clit gave a harsh suck. Your body, as if it had a mind of its own, arched off of the bed as he pleasured you, one of hands stayed gripping your hip as the other slithered its way up your abdomen, massaging each breast.

Loki pulled away suddenly and peered up at you, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices as he gave you a mischievous smirk. “Does that feel good, my love?”

“Hmm, yes, Loki-”

“That’s it, Y/N, say my name,” He intentionally groaned, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure straight through your clit and you tumbled down from the immense orgasm. You were a panting mess, writhing and yanking at his hair as you came down from your high.

“I-If that’s what your tongue can do I can’t imagine what your cock can-” Loki silenced you with his lips, the familiar taste of yourself lingering on his tongue. “No need for filthy words, Y/N” Loki muttered against the skin underneath your ear, he could feel hot precum leak from his painfully hard cock, it almost drove him insane.

You relaxed and draped your arms around his neck, basking in the temporary silence, the only sound being both your heavy breathing. You snaked your hands down towards his hips and you palmed him through the thin fabric of his briefs. A choked groan tumbled from his lips at the gentle feeling. You continued to rub your palm across the length of his erect cock through the thin fabric, making Loki buck his hips into your touch.

“You can take them off, love.” You hooked your thumbs into the thick waist band and slowly tugged them down, your small hand curved over his ass, squeezing slightly and giggling at his shocked reaction. Loki didn’t flinch when the cool air of his room brushed against his swollen length, and it didn’t surprise you; he was a frostgiant.

He kneeled and shifted his boxers down his legs because your arms couldn’t reach. His cock stood proud and tall against his pale abdomen, the pinkness of his head contrasting beautifully against the pale.

Loki hissed in pleasure as your warm hand wrapped around him, your fingers smearing the precum around his tip. You began jerking him slowly, squeezing him here and there.

You let him take over, and you spread your legs until you were completely exposed to Loki again. Your breaths came out in short little puffs as he hovered over you, his green eyes darkened with a lustful gaze. You felt your entire body humming with excitement as he reached between your bodies and grasped ahold of his cock and gently ran it along your glistening slit.

His eyes found yours once again, but this time, instead of the predatory, lustful gaze, it was filled with love and passion.

“My love, as much as I want you to take you now, have you any precaution?” Loki’s gaze was serious, and he was relieved when you murmured the words ‘I’m on contraception’.

With a languid thrust of his hips, Loki was sheathed completely inside of you. You took a moment and felt the fullness of him inside you.

Loki held one hand on your hip as the other caressed your jaw as he gazed at you.

“You are divine, my sweet girl, so beautiful. (*) I will take you. Slowly, softly. And then I will claim you. Swiftly, thoroughly. So much that you will cry out for more. Your gentle whispers of my name shall become ragged screams of exhilaration.” He claimed your lips with his he began to slowly thrust in and out of you, the lude sound of slickness along with the sound of heavy breathing engulfing your senses.

Your arms hooked under his and your nails dragged down his back, bucking your hips to meet his thrusts.

“Patience, remember what I said, Y/N.”

You became the opposite, you wanted him thrusting harder, deeper, faster, you needed him pounding into you. Your wishes came true as you felt Loki’s large cold hand inch your thigh above his slim hips. Loki began to quicken his pace, though he kept his grace and steadiness whilst sucking your lip into his mouth, his teeth nibbling at the soft flesh, bringing a groan to rise from your throat.

“Ah-aaahhh, Loki I-” You hissed through your teeth as you felt bottom out, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix, as he pulls out to push back in again, his head brushes against your g-spot. Loki anchors himself by threading his fingers into your hair and pulling- not too rough, and not gently either. His other hand ventures down towards your heat, his fingers begin to draw pressured circles around your bundle of nerves and you begin to writhe against him in pleasure.

“That’s it, my good girl, cum for me, yes, cum for me, Y/N.” You feel your walls clench around him as your orgasm approaches at his words, with a swift pinch to your clit with his cool fingers, you come undone around Loki’s cock, your muscles contracting against him, adding pressure to the thick vein on the underside, egging his own orgasm on.

“Ah, fuck, Y/N. You’re so good for me, petal, my goddess, let me see those beautiful eyes.” Loki’s face contorted with his orgasm, as yours did prior. You felt the hot, thick streams of cum fill you as he almost collapsed on top of you and it prolonged your own orgasm, making you scream his name.

As Loki pulled out of you, he peppered tender kisses over your shoulders and neck. He shifted to lean on his elbow to look at you in your naked glory, the sweat was apparent on both of your flesh, gleaming in the soft light emitted from the lamp next to your head. Loki stroked a single finger over the skin of your cheek.

“I don’t think I’ve loved anyone as much as I love you, Y/N. It’s such a foreign feeling.”

“It’s okay, I love you too, Loki,” You pulled on a strand of his hair playfully, a smile adorning your lips, “though, I think we should shower, my hair’s gone a bit sticky from the chocolate syrup…horny.

~

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Synopsis: You are cursed with the ability to feel others’ emotions through touch. During a battle you’re fighting with Loki, he touches you and it opens your eyes to who he is. 

A/N: I’ll probably add more parts to this and make it a mini-fic, just because I love this concept so much. Our poor little God of Mischief isn’t evil, just misunderstood and dealing with a lot. 

Warnings: implied smut, violence, blood

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Crush (Loki x Reader)

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Prompt : “So you love him!”

“No! I like him! There’s a difference! In my world it’s called a crush.”

“A crush? Why a crush??”

“Well, I suppose it’s because if the other person doesn’t like you back… your - ah, heart is crushed…?”

 “Well isn’t that depressing, is it!”

The prompt was taken from @wri-ting-prompts


You couldn’t help but stare at the man sitting in front of you as he flipped a page of the book he was reading. You had your own book in front of your face to make your staring less obvious. How he could not feel your eyes making holes in his gorgeous head was beyond your understanding.

“Loki!”

Loki raised his head as his brother entered the room looking for him. He raised one of his eyebrows in question. Oh God! The things this man did to you.

“Tony, the Man of Iron, is looking for you. He is in his lab.” Thor said in his thundering voice.

Loki sighed but did indeed get up to leave. You frowned. You were looking forward to spend quite some time with Loki which mostly involved you staring at him like a creepy stalker but you would take whatever you could get at this point.

Loki’s seat was now taken by Thor who was intently staring at you. The way he was staring freaked you out.

“Thor? Is something wrong?”

Thor tilted his head a little and squinted his eyes.

“You have feelings for Loki.”

Your eyes widened.

“Wha..what? No. No. No way. I mean..” you laughed nervously “ why would you think that?”

Amazing job, (Y/N). If he had any doubts before they would have simply vanished by now.
Seeing the look on the blond God’s face, you mentally groaned.

“You were staring.” He simply stated. “You always are.”

You tried to hide your embarrassingly red face in between the pages of your book.

“Its that obvious?” you questioned already knowing the answer.

He smiled at you.

“I know everyone thinks he is evil considering he did destroy half of New York but the Loki I have been around isn’t like that. He is sweet. He makes me laugh. Whenever I am around him, its like nothing can go wrong. And he reads. Now, how often do you find a guy like that?” You rambled.

So you love him!’’ He shouted.

No! I like him!” You liked Loki. Definitely.  But love still had a long way to go.

Your declaration was met with a confused Thor.

There’s a difference. In our world, it’s called a crush.”

A crush? Why a crush?

Well, I suppose if the other person doesn’t like you back….your — uh, heart gets crushed..?” You shrugged.

Thor frowned.

That is just depressing.

Don’t I know it.

“You should tell him, (Y/N).”

You opened your mouth to respond but was cut off by someone entering the room.

“Tell what to whom?” Loki questioned.

“I was telling (Y/N) to declare her feelings to the man she likes.”  You stared open mouthed at Thor and missed Loki’s glance towards you.

“Right now I declare that I want to kill someone.” You said while glaring at the man sitting in front of you.

Thor ignored your statement and got up to leave. “Oh, and Loki. Please stop crushing her. “

You dropped your head in your hands hoping the sofa you sat on would just swallow you out of existence.

Loki sat beside you and on not getting any response from you , he nudged you.

“I am highly embarrassed right now so, we would have to talk like this. That is, if you want to talk.”

“Of course I want to. Spending time with you is my only highlight of the day.”

You could swear that your heart stopped.

You looked up at him.

“So, who is the man who has your heart?” he questioned.

“Someone I know my friends would not approve of. But with him around everything is just better, you know? He makes me feel special.”

Loki looked away from you.

“I don’t think he feels the same about me.”

He gave you half a smile and said, “Well, you are special. And he would be a fool not to feel the same way, not to cherish you.”

You were pretty sure that your heart would pop out of your chest any moment now. Well, then you could give your heart to Loki, literally.

You took a deep breath.

It was now or never.

“It’s you.”
You couldn’t bring yourself to even look at him. Oh, the irony.

“Me?”

“Considering you are someone who reads a lot, you are kinda dumb.” You rolled your eyes. “Yes, you.”

Silence.

Your throat went dry and your eyes burned. You felt like crying. At least he could say something. But even without words you had got your answer.

“I think I have embarrassed myself enough today”, you swallowed the lump in your throat,” so I am gonna go.”

“Stay. Please.” He took your hands in his and met your eyes with his own.

“I..uh, I never thought I could find someone for me. Everything I ever wanted was given to Thor because he was the worthy one. I did not believe that. You have helped since the day I have come here. You would choose to spend more time with me than Thor. It was the first time anyone chose me over my brother. But this time I do believe that I am not worthy of you. I am not worthy of your love, (Y/N).”

“Don’t you think that’s for me to decide?” you asked.

You brought your face closer to his and brushed your lips against his giving him a chance to pull away.

He did not.

You kissed him and he responded before you two pulled away to breathe.

“I choose you, Loki. I will always choose you.”

I missed you

Loki x Reader

Genre: SO MUCH ANGST

Word Count: 1,383

Summary: You find out that your husband, Loki was still alive after falling from the Bifrost, and you were determined to see him. Although, when you do, it is not hugs and kisses like you expected from reuniting with the love of your life.

AN: mmkayyy, so my first shot at actually writing something, tell me if you like it. I just needed some good and frustrating ANGST. If y’all like it, maybe I’ll write more. If not, I’ll probably hide in my shell and never write again. Feedback is always welcome tho 


“I command you let me through!” You were yelling at the two guards blocking the path to the dungeons, or as you thought, your path to Loki. “We have orders from the Allfather, Lady Y/N,” they replied. “I don’t understand why I am forbidden to see my own husband.”

You had been arguing for almost an hour before you heard a familiar voice boom through the hallway. “Let her pass!” Whipping your head, you saw familiar golden locks and a sympathetic look from Thor. “He has already been sentenced to life in those dungeons. No need to keep him from reuniting with his dear wife" 

Thor put an arm around your shoulder and interrupted the guards before they could speak again, “Come! I will escort you to my brother”

After passing through the large doors and turning a corner, Thor stopped to look at you and sighed. “Lady Y/N, I know you must miss him but you cannot just bother these dungeons. He cannot be trusted. He is not the same Loki you grew up with centuries ago… that Loki fell from the Bifrost” He held your shoulders and you know that he means well but you couldn’t help but feel anger start to bubble up inside you.

“How is he different? He’s made mistakes but don’t we all? Thor, I lost him once but I know he is still my Loki.” You looked at Thor hoping he would understand, and sighed. “And even if he weren’t… I’d love him all the same.”

 Thor let out a second deep sigh and let go of your shoulders. “I hope he knows that.” You continued walking until you and Thor reached a rather large and furnished cell and saw the raven hair you missed running your fingers through.

“I must go now. I might need to speak to father before the guards do.” Thor turned and walked away before stopping to shortly look back between you and Loki. After Thor had left, you walked closer to the cell in front of you.

“Loki,” You spoke quietly but loud enough for him to slightly turn his head to the side.

His hair was much longer from the last time you saw him. From what you could see, his eyes looked sunken and his face was a sickly pale color.

“Loki,” You repeated and he furrowed his brows before standing up and turning to you. “What are you doing here?” He spoke harshly and glared. You were confused for a moment. He seemed angry and ashamed all at once but you still missed the sound of his voice after it had stopped flowing from his lips.

“I wanted to see you.” You continued keeping your voice at a whisper. He scoffed and looked away. You didn’t understand what you were feeling. You wanted to kiss him and punch him all at once. He left you but he’s here now. You started to feel the tears prick at your eyes and you looked down at your feet, from being so overwhelmed, you assumed.

“Did you miss me?” You heard Loki’s voice mock and you looked up to see his back turned to you once again.

Your tears subsided and whatever you were feeling turned into anger. Angry at him for everything; for leaving you and letting you cry at night, for mocking you now and for not seemingly missing you at all. At the same time you were angry at yourself for still wanting feel his lips against yours.

You furrowed your brows and raised your voice a little louder, “No, Loki. I didn’t.” Loki turned back to face you and looked taken aback, all you could do was let out a laugh and wipe the tears away. “I didn’t miss you at all. I didn’t miss the one person I called my friend. I didn’t miss the person I married. Gods, I didn’t miss having someone hold me at night or comfort me when I cried!” You were screaming and tears were falling hard at this point and you were trying to look anywhere but him.

“Y/N, I-” He started but you quickly interrupted him, not caring how much your voice cracked. “Of course I missed you, Loki” Your voice was back to a whisper and you looked back at your feet. You didn’t realize you had walked as close as you could to the cell. “I died when I heard what happened.” You let out a sigh and continued, “All I wanted was to see you again…” You looked up to see he looked… Sad. He had tears in his eyes but his mouth was turned downward like he was disgusted, not with you, but himself.

“I’m sorry, Y/N” Two words from his lips and all you wanted to do was hug him.  You just missed the feeling of him. You didn’t realize you were crying now just looking at his face.

“Why did you leave me? Why didn’t you tell me that you were okay? That you were alive?” You just wanted to know and every part of you was relieved that he was alive but hurt that he kept himself away from you and let you mourn.

“I couldn’t, Y/N.” he turned away again and started to walk towards his bed and you wanted to throw your slipper at him. “Why not!?” You yelled and he stopped moving completely. You saw his body stiffen and he let out a deep sigh.

“Y/N…”

“Did you not want to be with me?” You didn’t even understand what was coming out of your mouth. You wanted an answer. Something to explain why you didn’t eat for months and cried yourself to sleep, wishing you had fallen from the Bifrost. You just wanted him back with you.

“Of course I wanted to be with you, Y/N!” Loki yelled and interrupted your thoughts quickly. “Everyday, I wish to be beside you again. To hold you while you sleep. To be out of this accursed cell and be wherever you are!” He was running his fingers roughly through his hair, causing the slicked back locks to fall out of place. “But I couldn’t…”

“Why not!?” You yelled again

"I’m a monster, Y/N!” He looked at you full of rage. Not particularly at you but at everything. He wanted the world to melt away. “I couldn’t take it and especially after what I’ve done, I was too ashamed to even think of holding you again.” He sat on a small chair and put his head in his hands. You know what happened in Midgard but frankly, didn’t care when they told you he was okay.

“Did you at least try?” Your voice was cracking, you weren’t even sure if Loki could still hear you. All he did was sigh again before speaking up, not moving from his spot. “I wasn’t strong enough to try… I was too weak.”

“Were you too weak… or too selfish” You were hurting all over and your chest felt like a sack of bricks. It worsened when you saw a tear slip past Loki’s palm. “I don’t deserve you, Y/N…” He was near sobbing and it made your heart burn and caused you to choke back a sob yourself but you were just as mad.

"Loki, please… Just look at me” Your voice was still cracked but you had managed to cease the tears that were falling from your eyes. He looked up at you and you saw the tears that covered his cheeks.

“I’m not strong enough to try anymore, Y/N” He started to whisper, afraid that he wouldn’t be coherent if all you could hear was sobbing when he raised his voice. Hearing his words, your tears pushed out once more. You could feel your heart tearing itself to pieces. It felt worse than when you heard about his “death”. You felt hopeless. He was not the monster he believed himself to be nor did you believe he ever will be, but it seemed like he was the shell of your Loki.

“I missed you, Loki” you whispered one last time and turned around to leave when he put his head back in his hands and started to choke back his sobs.

“I missed you too, Y/N" 


Part 2 “Safe”

The Secret Book Club Part 6

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Content/Warnings: Flirting, boners, filthy cocktails, bump n grind and a very naughty Loki

Words: 2995

Prompt: LOKI X READER WHO SHARE BOOKS AND READ TO EACHOTHER AND LOTS OF FLUFF HHH THAT WOULD BE SO CUTE PLEASE

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That Mouth of Yours

Summary: Loki takes full advantage of Tony’s costume party to let the reader know exactly how he feels. 

Word Count: 3380

Song paring: Gods and Monsters- Lana Del Rey (https://youtu.be/3BwfuFuYOWE

Authors note: HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Enjoy some good ole Loki smut to get you through the night;) 


Tony clapped his hands together, “ Alright people, so that pretty much sums things up, now don’t forget the party tonight”. Bucky, who was sitting directly across from you, raised his eyebrows at you.

He was of  course hinting at the fact that the party would give you an excuse to be around your favorite raven haired trickster. How could you not be madly in love with the Asgardian?

You balled up a sticky note and threw it at him, hitting him right in the face. You started to laugh until Steve bumped your shoulder. Steve gave you his best dad look, until Bucky threw a balled up sticky note at him.

Tony cleared his throat, “ Is the peanut gallery done?”. You didn’t know what to say, but Bucky chimed right in. Smirking he said, “Yeah, (y/n) here was just asking if everyone would be there…you know like-”.

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The Girl Who Ran With Gods

Author: Nat / @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69

Requested: Yes - Anonymous

Tagging: @claireisbetterthandom

Fandom: Thor


Summary: Reader is a girl from Earth who helps Thor’s save Asgard.

Relationship: Pre-Established; Loki x Reader

Word Count: 868

Warnings: SPOILERS FOR RAGNAROK!!!

Originally posted by hiddlescheekbones

 

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When you Return {Loki Laufeyson}

Imagine Loki seeing you while Thor is smuggling him out of Asgard to get to Svartalfheim. 

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Warnings: None except for some slight fluff? I don’t really know, to be honest.

Word Count: 1,169

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Loki pranced alongside Thor, in the form of his adoptive brother’s new companion, Captain America. 

“Oh, this is much better,” Loki mused. “Oh, the costume is a bit much. So tight.” Thor ignored Loki’s antics as he quickly led the way through the corridor, keeping a watch out for any guards. “But the confidence. I can feel the righteousness surging.”

From the end of the corridor, you were approaching the corner. Your boots clicked on the stone floors and echoed off of the walls.

“Hey, do you want to have a rousing discussion about truth?” Loki spoke up again, disregarding the threat for guards. “Honor? Patriotism? God bless Amer-” Loki was suddenly cut off as Thor placed a mighty hand on Loki’s chest and mouth, silencing Loki and forcing him against the wall, causing him to revert back to his normal form. 

Annoyed, Loki pushed Thor’s hand off of his face.

“What?” He whispered, looking up at Thor as the blonde stared past him. Loki turned to see what Thor saw, only to see you searching around for the hushed voices you heard. Thor glanced down at his brother, noticing the longing look Loki sent your way.

“We mustn’t be seen,” Thor whispered, grasping onto Loki’s arm as he was about to walk over to you. 

“You mean to say she’s not a part of any of this?” Loki replied, slightly disappointed. In all the time that he had returned from Midgard with Thor, you had not come to visit him once. 

“She had thought you were dead, as did the rest of us. To hear that you were alive and didn’t come back..” Thor trailed off as Loki turned back to him. “When you had returned, it was not fair for her that she would have seen you again under such conditions.”

Loki and yourself had met as children. When Thor had befriended Sif and the Warriors Three, Loki had been left all alone, until you showed up to him. Growing up together and being alongside one another, it was your sole duty to protect Loki, as a favor to Frigga and Odin, but it soon grew to be much more than that. For both of you. When Loki had gone against the House of Odin and banished Thor, it broke your heart to go behind Loki’s back and venture to Midgard to retrieve Thor. You had felt even worse at the news of Loki’s death, and only to hear months later that he had survived and had tried to take over another realm. Your heart couldn’t take it.

“Come on. We have to go,” Thor reminded Loki, grabbing onto his thinner bicep, only for Loki to grab back onto Thor to stop him. 

“Please let me go to her.,” Loki begged quietly, finding it difficult to look Thor in the eyes and show his sincerity. “Just for a moment.” Thor furrowed his eyebrows in thought.


You turned to walk away, back down the hallway in which you came from, only to be stopped b someone calling your name.

“Lady (Y/N)!” Your head snapped around and you noticed Thor striding up to you, his chest puffed out and his arms swinging past his hips. He was grinning at you and you felt your face twist into a confused expression.

“What can I do for you, Your Majesty?” You asked in the most courteous of ways. Thos let out a loud and obnoxious laugh as he batted his hand at you.

“No worries, my dear, I don’t acquire anything from you,” he assured in his deep, accented voice. ‘My dear’.

“Then to what do I owe this gracious pleasure?” Thor’s relaxed and casual expression softened as he looked at you.

“Just wanted to see you,” he confessed a little above a whisper. “And to see how you were doing, of course. What with my mother’s death.” You ignored his concerns toward you.

“How did he take the news? Loki?” At the mention of Loki’s name, Thor stiffened.

“Oh, him? Yeah, he’s fine. Nothing to worry about for that guy,” Thor brushed off, nonchalantly. 

“When were you going to tell me you were sneaking him out of here?” You asked him, only to be responded to with a hanging jaw and open mouth. “Sif told me.”

“I’m sure I meant to tell you.” You only laughed and reached out to Thor’s face, gently brushing his cheek with the back of your fingers. He flinched and retracted away from your touch. You smiled softly at him.

“You know, you don’t have to cover for your brother, Loki.” Thor’s eyes widened but then narrowed with his jaw clenching. With a green shimmer of light, Loki replaced where Thor once stood.

Loki opened his mouth to say something but was quickly stopped when you punched him in the chin. You watched as he recomposed himself, stretching out his jaw and massaging his chin.

“Alright, I deserved that-” You threw your arms around the back of his neck and pulled his taller figure down to you, hugging him close. It took Loki a minute to realize what you were doing and he finally wrapped his arms around you to hug you back.

“I’ve missed you so much,” you muttered into his shoulder, bitterly, narrowing your eyes. You pulled away from him, but his arms around you kept you close. 

“I thought you were angry with me,” Loki spoke carefully.

“Oh, I am,” you clarified. “But, right now, all I’m thinking about is that you have to leave again.”

“I’ll come back. For you.” Loki looked you in the eyes, urging you to trust that he would. You put your hands on the sides of his face, comprehending that he wasn’t just another illusion.

“You better.” You leaned forwards while bringing his face down, and lightly kissed the very corner of his lips, earning a little chuckle from Loki.

“You missed, darling,” he said with a grin. Behind him, you noticed the real Thor, waiting patiently for Loki to finish.

“Teach me a lesson for that when you get back. For now, however, your brother is waiting for you.” Loki looked hesitant to leave you at first.

“To when I return,” he promised you, turning around and taking his leave after Thor. You watched as their figures turned around another corner and disappeared, with Loki glancing back one more time to see you.

You stood in that same spot for a few moments, taking in what had just happened. The thought of Loki crossed your mind and you couldn’t help but smile softly, staring dreamily at the corner where they had turned.

‘To when you return.’

Summary: You grow tired of Loki ignoring you, so you dress to provoke the God of Mischief.

Warnings: smut, dom!Loki (? I’m bad at warnings)

Part II of this imagine

A/N: I wrote this at 2am after seeing Ragnarok and suppressing a ton of Loki emotions. You asked for part 2, and here it is! This imagine contains NO spoilers.

You weren’t completely sure what had gotten into Loki that night, but he had been avoiding you ever since. You had tried to initiate conversation, but he would always dismiss you in a bored drawl like he did everyone else.

And honestly? You were sick of it. You deserved some kind of answer, something more than a mumble or his usual sassy backlash. You knew you were nothing compared to the Asgardian women he’s bound to have had, but you weren’t the one who cornered him in the hallway.

You sighed, shaking your head to get out of your own thoughts. Tonight was one of Tony’s parties, and you were determined to have a good time.

Giving yourself one last look in the mirror, you smoothed out your green dress and slid into a pair of heels. It was an inspired look to say the least, with gold embellishments down the sides and sleeves. You weren’t sure that Loki would even be there tonight, but if he was you wanted to drive him as crazy as he had to you.

You could already hear the bass when you entered the hallway, and the noise quickly grew louder as you neared the party. Even though it had just started an hour ago, it was already packed with people you didn’t recognize.

“(Y/N)!” Tony was waving to you from the crowd, “Go grab a drink!”

You waved back and shook your head, weaving your way in-between everyone. You had almost broken through the barrier of people when an arm linked itself with yours, pulling you in.

You yanked your arm away and defensively pulled back your fist, but a hand closed over yours as a familiar voice spoke.

“Stand down!” Steve said, pushing your arm down with a friendly smile. “I almost thought I wouldn’t see you here tonight!”

You grinned back with a shrug. “I figured I might as well.” You and Steve had become close since you’d been recruited, and he quickly became one of your best friends.

You craned your neck to see if you could spot Loki among the crowd, but it was hard to tell.

“You should leave him alone.” Steve said, knowing exactly who you were looking for. “He isn’t good for you.”

Steve was the only person who knew about what happened with Loki, and that was only because it had slipped out in one of your late night conversations. Needless to say, he wasn’t going to be setting the two of you up anytime soon.

“You don’t know him.” You said, crossing your arms.

Steve huffed. “And you do? Look, (Y/N)…”

You held up a hand to stop him. “Sorry, I just remembered I have to go get a drink. Or ten. Talk later, okay?” Before he got a chance to answer, you had disappeared into the crowd and were walking in the opposite direction.

You found your way to the bar and just as you were about to ask for a drink, you felt a pair of eyes watching you. It didn’t take long to find the culprit, who was sitting on a leather sofa with a drink in his hand. His raven hair wasn’t slicked back like it usually was, instead it flowed down to his shoulders in loose, soft ringlets. His blue eyes looked you over, dragging slowly up your body and finally meeting your eyes. He always looked at you like he knew your every thought, like he could see right through you.

“I hear every fantasy like a prayer,” he had said. What if he could hear you, if he could get inside your head? You had never heard of him being able to read minds, but it wasn’t impossible and thought sent shivers down your spine. Loki smirked.

Turning back to the bar, you leaned over the counter a little more than you needed to and asked for whichever drink. You could feel his gaze on you the entire time, but you weren’t about to give him the upper hand by going to him. No, you would make him come to you.

It didn’t take long. A little dancing at the edge of the crowd, a little swaying of the hips was what finally broke him. You felt hands on your waist from behind and knew without a doubt that it was him. You continued to move with the rhythm of the song, grinding against the man behind you.

Loki groaned, “You look ravishing.” His hands trailed up along the gold embellishments, and then back down again.

You turned in his arms and found yourself so close that your noses could almost touch. You wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, entangling your fingers in his hair. “And you look… God, you look good.” With a smirk and one light tug on his hair, you had turned away and left him standing there alone.

“Oh, I don’t think so.” He suddenly appeared beside you, and in seconds had you pulled flush against him. You tried to stand your ground, but the longer he held you, the more you seemed to melt like putty in his arms.

His gaze was stuck on you, blue eyes darkened with lust as his hands began to wander. “Loki,” you pleaded, but for what you weren’t sure.

He, however, was. “You’re right,” He said, hands slipping under your dress. “We should take this elsewhere.” With a wave of his hand, you found yourself in what you assumed was Loki’s room. You gasped as his lips crashed onto yours, and he took it as a chance to sneak his tongue into your mouth.

Your arms snaked up around his neck as his hands moved down to squeeze your ass, and he soon realized you weren’t wearing underwear. “Risky tonight are we?”

“Shut up,” you murmured, pulling on his hair to bring his lips back down to yours. He grunted, his touch moving upwards to your breasts.

“This damned dress,” He said, and with a snap of his fingers it was gone and you were left completely exposed in front of him. You reached to cover yourself, but thought twice and instead pushed Loki back onto the bed. Tonight was your night.

Loki watched intently as you climbed on top of him, your bare legs straddling his hips. He grunted lowly as you lowered yourself onto his clothed erection, hoping his pants weren’t too expensive. He bucked his hips, and before you realized, he had flipped you so that he was on top.

His lips found your neck and you moaned as he sucked and licked at the sensitive spot beneath your jaw. His hands worked at your breasts as his tongue trailed down between them, his hair brushing against your skin as he took your nipple into his mouth.

“Loki,” you moaned, “Please.”

He hummed, tracing his finger down your stomach until he found your wet folds. “Please what?” He suddenly plunged two fingers into you, and you cried out in pleasure.

You tugged at the hem of his shirt, and with a snap it was gone. Your hands explored his muscly chest, all the way up to his shoulders and down his toned arms.

“Patience, pet.” He demanded, his thumb finding your clit. He rubbed in slow circles and you bucked your hips in need of more friction, a whiny moan escaping your lips. The look in his eyes told you that he wasn’t letting you off so easy.

“You’ve been provoking me all evening,” he chided, “Is this what you wanted?” The rest of his clothes vanished, and you felt his hard member against your thigh. You nodded and he sped up, his fingers fucking you as he whispered in your ear and you felt yourself nearing the edge.

“Tell me what you want.”

“God, Loki,” you cried out, “I want you to fuck me—“

His lips crashed onto yours, his tongue dominantly exploding your mouth. Just as you were about to reach your high, he pulled his hand away. You couldn’t help the whine that escaped you from the loss of friction. He suddenly slid inside you and you gasped, either from pain or pleasure. He was so big.

Loki moaned lowly, sending waves of heat straight to your core. He stopped so you could adjust to him, and only when you nodded did he begin to move. You gripped onto his arms, the pain trickling away so you only felt pleasure.

“Gods,” He moaned, “I’ve waited so long for this.”

He pounded into you, pulling almost completely out before slamming back in. He was hitting all the right spots, and it didn’t take you long to be a writhing mess underneath him. You were close, and he knew it. He was relentless, his pants of hot breath fanning your face, and you could tell he was getting close too.

“Cum for me,” He demanded, “Now!”

Waves of pleasure coursed through you, and you cried out as you reached your climax, pulling Loki close. His thrusts became more irregular, and it didn’t take long for him to cry out your name as he spilled out inside of you.

Instead of collapsing on top of you, he pulled out and laid down beside you, still panting as he wrapped an arm around you to hold you close.

“I guess… I should ignore you more often.” He said, and you tiredly rolled your eyes.

“Don’t you dare.”

A New Life

♥ Hi Guys, so here we have another fulfilled request with Loki, This one is especially for @moderndeathsblog (were would I be without you :D) I hope you guys enjoy. Feel free to leave some feedback, drop an ask, send me a message whatever is on you your mind. Requests are open. Found any mistakes? Tell me I would love to fix them. Deutsch Version auf meiner Masterlist.


RequestAngry Smut with Loki after a massive fight (he thinks reader doesn’t really care for him, maybe believes she is with him because she wants to make Thor jealous). After that she finds out that she is pregnant and doesn’t know how to tell him, because he is not speaking with her. And when he finds out he is all happy, telling her how much it means to him that she is carrying his child, because it means she love him? And then maybe another smut? Yes? No? I love you


  • Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader
  • Summary: Loki and you fight after he doubt your feelings, and soon you face the consequences of angry sex.
  • Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, angry sex, fighting,langage, pregnancy, pregnant!reader 
  • Words: 2249

You stood together with Thor on the huge balcony of the palace, looking down on the beautiful Asgard.
Loki was unfortunately not home he had royal duties to fulfill and that’s why Thor kept you company. Which happened really often. One of your hands rested on his biceps as you laughed at one of his innumerable stories. You loved to listen to Thor. He often told you stories from Loki’s and his childhood, which often made you smile. Your husband, unfortunately, didn’t liked to talk about his past, so it was always a pleasure to find out more about him, thanks to Thor.

You took a sip of your wine when you heard the door to your room shut loudly and your husband entered. “You seem to have plenty of fun when I’m not around!” Loki said, and you could clearly hear the anger in his voice.“Brother, I’ve only talked with Lady Y/N” Loki sniffed contemptuously and you turned to the blonde.“Thank you for your time, Thor, please leave us alone?” He nodded and left the room, as you heard the door closed again, you turned to your God!

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You Talk Too Much

 Original or requested: Original

 Pairing: Loki x Reader

 Word count: 1.039


 Loki tried to take over your city. Again. While you were patiently waiting for the Avengers to come and save the day, the worse happened. You, with a small group of people, were kidnapped. Kidnapped to Asgard. Now, you stand before his throne in a room that seems like a fairytale. It didn’t suppose to look like a fairytale when you’re standing before Loki, the god of Mischief and Lies.

 “Is good to see humans surrendering so easily.” With a mean smile, Loki stands up, looking down at you and the others.

 “On your knees.”

 Immediately, everyone gets down on their knees, not daring to raise their eyes to the Asgardian god.

 “You.” He points at you, his smile fading. “Why aren’t you worshipping me, mortal?”

 Keeping your head up, you take a deep breath to gather courage.

 “Not interested.” You say, eyes on him as he slowly walks up to you.

 “You dare to…”

 “Here, just between you and me. I’m not afraid of you. So let’s skip all this worship bullshit and you can take me back home.” You whisper, trying to confuse him. You’ve always been a talker, and you know how to use it in your favor. You just don’t know if it’ll work with a god.

 “Are you mad, mortal?” Loki’s face is like ice, you can’t read it. “Take her to a special cell. Kill the others. ”

 “What? No!” Before he could turn around, you hold his wrist. He stops anger and surprise in his eyes. “D-don’t do this.”

 “Why should I even listen to you?”

 “It’s better to be a merciful king than an evil king.”

 “I rather be evil.” He whispers before letting the guards take you.

 You yell and fight and try to run away, but those guards tell you to keep quiet and just follow the rules. So, when they lock you in this small cell, with a magic glass that can kill you instantly, you scream again. You scream until your throat hurts so bad you can’t find your voice anymore.

 After endless hours, you hear footsteps but you don’t bother to stand up. The cold hard ground finally got a bit comfortable. You hope someone is bringing you food. But no. When you see him, the god of Lies again, you know he brought you no food.

 “Are you stupidly brave or completely insane?” Somehow, he opens one of those magic glass and enters the cell. “I wish to know what’s on your mind when you stood up to confront me.”

 “I’m not the kind of person who…”

 “Who’s smart enough to obey your king?”

 “You’re not my king.”

 “Haven’t you noticed? You’re in Asgard. And this is a gift for you, mortals.” Loki looks around your empty cell, confusion on his handsome face. Wait. Did you just…? No. You can’t think about these things right now. “Were you sleeping on the ground?”

 “Yes. Why? You killed the others, why do you care if I’m sleeping on the ground?”

 “You talk too much.”

 “I know.” You stand up with a sigh, rolling your eyes at the weird sensation that hits your head.

 “What is it?” Running to hold you by the waist, Loki saves you from hitting the ground.

 “Nothing. I’m just starving. ”

 “I’ll command them to bring you something to eat.”

 “If you’re going to kill me, you don’t have to feed me first.”

 “I quite enjoy your talking. Maybe you can stay for a while to entertain me. ”

 “How lucky I am…” You voice faints when the world spins around again, and suddenly, everything goes black.


 A warm breeze caresses your cheek, and it feels good to be home. You open your eyes to see a blue sky and a sweet light comes to show you that you’re not at home. Is not that Asgard isn’t beautiful, but you don’t like to feel like a prisoner. Moving a bit to sit up, you notice that you’re laying on a very large bed with comfy pillows.

 “A golden cage.” You murmur, smelling something that seems to taste like heaven. On a small table next to your bed, there’s a tray with human food.

 You happily eat all the fruits, licking your fingers when you’re done with the strawberries. It’s surprising that they got you human food.

 “I hope you feel better.” He declares from behind you.

 “Yes. Now I can entertain you with my talking. ” You lay down again, fixing the blue dress you’re wearing. “May I ask who put me into this dress?”

 “I did.”

 You stare at him, wide-eyed, anger building up in your stomach. How could he do something like that?

“You’re a jerk!”

“What’s a jerk?” He looks at you confused, not sure if you insulted him. “It’s a lie, tough, you don’t need to worry.” You try to keep angry, but you burst into laugh suddenly. You cover your mouth with your hands, struggling to calm down again.

 “Oh my God. You are so funny.”

 “I really don’t know what just happened.” That’s when you notice it, the shadow of a smile on his lips. You keep staring at him until it’s gone.

 “You should smile more often. It makes you even more handsome. ”

 “Smile?”

 “Yes.” Cursing yourself for talking too much, you awkwardly look to your hands. “Sorry, I was just saying the truth.”

 “I know. I’m the god of lies, I can tell when someone is honest. I miss honest people, there’s no one I can trust here.” Loki walks around the bed, eyes locked on you.

 “You can talk to me if you want. As you say, I’m nothing but a human.”

 “You say it like it’s a curse.”

 “It isn’t.”

 “Would you stay if I promise not to kill those humans who came here with you?” He sits on the edge of the bed, uncertain of what to do. You feel his hesitation, even though you can’t understand it.

 “I’ll stay. Well, if you don’t treat me like a prisoner. ”

 “If that’s your wish, you’re not a prisoner.”

 “Now, tell me all your sorrows.”

 “We may take some hours.”

 Sitting up straight, you smile at him. “Go on, I don’t mind.”

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Originally posted by lokitty

Prompt: Loki tries to talk down to the reader, needless to say, it doesn’t turn out very well.
Fandom: Marvel
Note: This, like everything I write, is an AU of sorts. That being said, this is taking place under the assumption that CW never happened.

You took a deep breath, holding your head as the team faced you with reality. Loki was staying with the team, as ordered by Odin. It made sense, if it made Thor a better person, it should do the same with Loki. The only problem was that he was driving you insane. While many people were willing to bow to him and serve him, you were different. You were an Avenger, and the only time you took orders is when you were either on a mission or going on one.

Loki always acted as if he was better than everyone else, and it got under your skin more than everything else. While he was better than most people of Earth when talking about his skill in magic, he wasn’t the only one with the ability. You’ve met others who share the ability to use magic, or cast illusions, and you’ve battled people a thousand times more frightening than he is. While he does get on everyone’s nerves, Nat, Bucky and Tony are really the only one to say anything.

“He’s going to be here for a while, you might as well just ignore him.” Steve said and you sighed.

“The duration of his stay does not change his treatment of others.” You defended.

“No, but-” Nat began.

“What are you mortals talking about?” Loki asked, entering the room, “Trying to wrap your small mortal mind around something, Y/N.”

“Go away.” You demanded.

“Is the poor child upset?” Loki taunted.

“This is your last warning.” You spoke in a low tone.

“What are you going to do?” Loki questioned, “You’re just a puny human girl who-”

“That’s it!” You yelled abruptly.

You stood up, and took a few steps back so you could give yourself proper room. Loki was caught off guard for a moment, not sure what exactly you were doing. You whipped back around and glared at him as you took a running start. Once you were close enough you jumped up and used Loki’s body as a staircase. You gave a harsher kick once you reached his chest, and he flew back. You curled your body and did a backflip the rest of the way.

You landed in a crouch, and you looked up with your hand touching the floor to balance you. While you wouldn’t have acted this way with his usual comments, you drew the line at sexism. You knew plenty of women who could kick some major ass, just like you knew people who had powers similar to his. Black Widow was one of the badass females that you knew. Regardless of your connections, you didn’t tolerate sexism of any kind.

“Damn.” Natasha commented, and you turned your head.

“I think it would be best for you not to anger her again, Loki.” Thor warned, trying not to smile.

You slowly got up from your position and walked toward the god that was motionless on the floor. You stood above him, face hardening as you put your boot on his chest. He definitely looked shocked, above all things; but you also knew he wouldn’t be making his comments again. You cocked your head to the side and he raised a brow at you. There was something else in his eyes that you couldn’t quite decipher.

“Did a weak little girl just take you down?” You questioned in a dangerous tone.

“No,” You put more weight on the boot that was on his chest, “A woman just took me down.”

“Still going to make your comments?” You continued.

“No, I can assure you, I will not say anything like that again.” He promised.

“I tolerate a lot, sexism is not one of those things.” You clarified, and he nodded.

“My apologies.” He spoke.

You stood there for another moment before taking your boot off of his chest. You offered him your hand as he got up, and he cautiously took it. Tony was the first to start chuckling, which led to the rest of the team laughing. All at Loki’s experiences too, so that’s a plus. You decided that he had learned his lesson about not just insulting you, but being a closed minded moron in general. As he stood on his own feet, Thor spoke up again.

“Loki probably will be harboring hate for you for some time, but I assure you it’s not personal, it’s just Loki.” Thor spoke.

“On the contrary, I quite like her.” Loki confessed, looking at you with a smile.

“Like? What do you-oh my god.” You rolled your eyes.

Well, you had managed to both kick Loki’s ass, and get him to have a crush on you, all in one day. You took a deep breath before coming to a conclusion: at least he wasn’t going to be making those comments anytime soon. Instead, you might have a whole new set of comments to deal with. 

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Synopsis: What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding?
Word Count : 645
A/N: Hit me up if I missed any tags guys. Sorry this one is a bit short, I just really wanted to post.

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(Loki x Reader) Can’t Sleep pt.3

A/N: I can’t believe how many people wanted to see more of this! Thank you so much for all of the lovely messages, you’re all so amazing! I decided to tag all the people who commented for me to write more on my last part so I hope you don’t mind! I really hope you guys like it!

Tagged: @thegoddamnfangirl @timelady98 @labyrinth-of-thoughts @poppydaze @imagicana @cute-mirei @rindulacre

Words: 1,237

Warnings: nightmares

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You sat on the floor of your room watching Netflix, your headphones in your ears and your eyes stinging a little from the lack of sleep. You kept glancing up at Loki, who was asleep on the bed and had hardly stirred all night which made you content. You smiled a little at his peaceful expression and checked the time. It was one thirty in the morning, and you weren’t going to sleep until Loki woke up. You had been doing this a few nights every week just to make sure that Loki had someone to watch out for him. You had told your friend Natasha about your slight crush on Loki a few days ago and she acted happy for you, however, you knew that she wasn’t 100% pleased with it. She said that she was happy that you were happy and thought you could possibly change him, but still told you to remain cautious. You didn’t have to anyway, you knew Loki better than most and knew that he would never hurt you.

You looked up again and panicked when you noticed that he was stirring in his sleep. A bead of sweat was dripping down his forehead and you took your headphones out of your ears, closed your laptop, and turned on your bedside lamp as you walked over to him to wake him up.

“Loki…Loki it’s Y/N, please wake up” You said softly as you grabbed his shoulder lightly and shook him a little bit. However, it didn’t seem to wake him up. You wanted to try and wake him up more vigorously but didn’t want to be rough, as if you’d break him if you shook him too hard. Loki started to stir even more now and he was breathing heavily, it really hurt to see him like this.

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Somebody Else

Summary: Loki doesn’t exactly know how to approach you, so Thor tries to give him some words of encouragement. 

Pairing: Loki x Reader

A/N: I’ve never written anything for Loki, so it’s about time I change that. I’m in love with the idea of him being a huge softie and I wanted to write my first piece as such. Happy reading!


Loki watched as you entered the room and immediately stopped what he was doing to watch your next step. He was sat down on the couch with a book in his lap and from the top of the book, he saw your figure enter the compound from your bedroom, still wearing your pajamas from the night before. 

“If you like her so much, ask her out,” Thor said once he saw what Loki was looking at. He took a seat next to Loki and stretched his legs on the coffee table. 

“It’s not that simple,” he replied.

“Why isn’t it?” 

Loki sighed. “She’s an angel, Thor. She’s the most angelic thing that has ever graced Earth and I’m the asshole who once decided to destroy her home.”

“That was the past and Y/N knows it too,” Thor argued. 

“Yeah, well I haven’t forgotten. I don’t forgive myself, by the way.” Thor pursed his lips and looked between the two of you. You had settled onto the kitchen stool with your back to the pair, reading the morning newspaper. Loki had refocused his attention to the novel he was reading and Thor contemplated on saying something to Y/N about Loki’s infatuation. 

“You know, she’s not going to stay single forever,” Thor began. “If you don’t say something, she could fall for somebody else.” 

Loki raised his eyebrow. “Fall for somebody else? What on Earth are you talking about?” Thor shook his head and laughed at how blind the both of you, who harbored feelings for each other, were. He stood up and waved goodbye to Loki before greeting you good morning, disappearing into the hallway. 

You turned around and saw Loki looking at you already. 

“Oh, good morning,” you greeted. “I didn’t see you when I came in.” 

“I can be very quiet at times,” he replied. “It is a nice morning, isn’t it?” 

You looked outside to see the sun shining through the transparent curtains Pepper had bought last week. “I suppose it is.” 

Loki stood up and so did you, confused as to his sudden quietness when you knew he liked to converse with anyone who was willing to talk to him. 

“Loki, what’s wrong?” You walked closer to him and he stood there, not saying a word. 

“I-I don’t exactly know how to say this without being too forthcoming,” he said. 

“What do you mean?” You continued to walk towards him until you were merely inches apart. Loki looked at your lips and fought the urge to kiss them. 

“What I mean is,” he started, but stopped. “Damn it. Why is this so hard?” He took a deep breath. “I like you, Y/N. As in more than a friend.” 

“So you have a crush on me?” you asked. 

“Yes, if it pleases you to say so.” 

You pursed your lips and showed no emotion, which made Loki regret everything he had said. Before he could say anything, you pushed his body on the couch cushion and straddled his lap. 

“Oh, Loki,” you said, caressing the side of his face. “I really am glad you spoke up.”

“Are you?” he said, offering you a small smirk. You nodded and leaned down, pressing your lips against his for a chaste kiss before standing up. “Where are you going?” 

“You’ve gotta catch me, lover boy,” you teased as you walked away from him. Loki stood up with a smile on his face and laughed, following you to God knows where. 


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For The First Time in a Long Time

Summary: It’s the first time the reader has seen Loki since he’d run away, and it happens accidentally. 

Word Count: 679

authors note: This was totally inspired by someone else’s prompt, “imagine the reader and Loki being so dangerous together the avengers try to keep them apart”. This, however, is a lot cuter. 

You were on your way out of the compound with Steve when you heard, “Hello, love”. Turning around quickly you saw him, Loki. Steve sighed turning to Thor, “I thought I’d told you to wait until I called”.

Thor shrugged, “I don’t have a cell phone, you could’ve sent a raven”. Steve just shook his head, watching the event unfold. You took a step towards the raven haired prince, “…loki?”.

He was on a literal leash, being held by Thor. It was the first time you’d seen him since he’d run away. Loki looked you up and down, “Oh I’ve missed you darling”.

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It always happens in the garden

Originally posted by maryxglz

Request: Jealous!Loki x reader

Author’s Note: Finally after a very long time and overcoming a writers block tonight, I am able to post this :)  So this was requested, there weren’t any specifics, so I hope whoever requested this, likes it 😊 And again, leave comments or feedback or whatever you like 😊 And I would like to get a feedback from the ano that requested it. Thank and Enjoy!

Love, Lis 😊

Growing up with Loki meant having a different adventure every day. Playing pranks on each other, but him playing unfair with his magic. After all he is the trickster. When you grew older the image of your “brother” and best friend, turned into your crush and then into a love. He was of course oblivious to it. He always showed off being the smart god, but when it got down to feelings he didn’t know a thing.

As you got older, you were getting closer with Thor, too. You were always his brothers best friend and the two of you played pranks on him, too. But now you were interested in fights, were the best at hand-to-hand combat and he got more and more interested in you, which didn’t go unnoticed by his father Odin.

And here you are, practicing hand-to-hand combat with Loki as his brother rushes to the two of you, calling out your name.

“Quite busy now Thor. What do you want?” you ask, dodging a punch from Loki, throwing one back at him, which he in return dodged.

“My father wants to see you.” He said, out of breath. That catches yours and Loki’s attention.

“The All-father wants to see me?!” you ask, getting nervous and glancing over at Loki, who looks at you confused.

“Did he tell you why he wants to see her?” Loki asks his brother, concern written all over his face.

“No, but he wants to see you right now, so you better hurry up.”

You give both of them another nervous glance and then hurry out of the room towards the great hall. The guards nod at you and open the door. You hurry inside and quickly kneel in front of the throne where Odin is seated.

“You send for me, all-father?” you ask, looking at the ground.

“I did, child. Let’s take a walk.” He says, standing up and making his way over to you. You look up and just nod at him.

“Of course.” You answer and he leads you out of the room towards the balcony and down to the garden. You stay quiet the whole time, waiting for him to talk and not even glancing at him, getting even more nervous, as he usually doesn’t take anyone on a stroll through the garden.

“You might ask yourself, why ordered you here.” He says.

“Yes, I do.” You say, still not looking at him.

“Well, it came to my attention that you spent a lot of time with my sons.” He says and you swallow  hard.

“I do, all-father.”

“And it came to my attention that my son, Thor, is rather fond of you.” He says and you shoot your head up looking at him surprised.

“I didn’t know, sire.”

“Well I do and I came to a decision, that you would be perfect at his side.” He says, stopping and looking at you. Your eyes widen and you don’t know what to say.

“A King needs a strong Queen, love. And you would be perfect for Thor.” He says with a slight smile.

“I-… I’m honored but …” you start but get interrupted by him.

“You don’t have to make a decision yet, because it has also come to my attention that you have a rather strong bond with Loki. But I do want you to accompany Thor to the ball tomorrow. Be by his side at all times and see where the evening leads you.” He says.

“Yes, I will.” You say and give him a slight nod. He bids you farewell and leaves you there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do or to say. You move over to a bench nearby and drop down to it.

You don’t know how long you have been sitting there, thinking about what Odin told you over and over, until you hear two sets of footsteps running in you direction. As Thor and Loki see you they both call out your name and rush to your side. You must have looked really pale, because Loki immediately kneels down in front of you and holds your face in his hands.

“Are you alright? What happened ? Where is our father?” he asks, looking for reassurance that you are okay in your eyes. You nod at him and put your hands over his, to assure him, that you are indeed alright.

“I’m fine, your father went back inside a long while ago.” You say.

“What did he want from you?” now it was Thor’s turn to talk.

“He wants me to accompany you to the ball tomorrow night.” You say, recognizing happiness in Thor’s eyes, but something else in Loki’s. Loki let’s go of your face and stands back up.

“Why?” Loki bluntly asks.

“I don’t know. He just said, that I would be great next to Thor.” And it hit Loki immediately.

“He wants you to get married to him.” He says, but it’s just above a whisper and he looks down to the ground.

“Yes.” You say, not being able to look at any of them.

Thor is a little taken aback, too but quickly recovers and smiles at both you and Loki, oblivious to the fact that he stands in front of two heartbroken souls.

The ball came even faster than you wanted it to be and now you are standing in the great hall, right next to Thor who had his arm around your waist, smiling politely at the people that he was talking to. You didn’t pay attention when they were introduced to you.

But since you arrived you had two sets of eyes on you the whole time. Odin and Loki have been watching you the whole time, from different parts of the room.

The whole situation made you uncomfortable and nervous and sick to your stomach. You couldn’t marry Thor, not in a thousand years. He was your best friend and more importantly your loves brother.

You feel like this night will never end and Thor keeps on introducing you to people and you don’t even make an effort at remembering their names. You hated balls and dressing up and pretending to like this all.

Loki new that, after all he was the closest to you. He had an eye on you since you walked in the room with Thor by your side and an arm wrapped around your waist. He saw that you never paid attention to what was being said, but still smiled at Thor whenever he looked at you. Now you are standing there wrapped in Thor’s arms as he keeps on talking. He feels this anger boiling up inside him. Why Thor? Because he was the first born? Why not him? Why would his father want you to marry Thor? Did he not deserve a wife like you?

Next time he looked over, his breath is caught in his throat. There you are, still wrapped in Thor’s arms as he gives you a kiss to your cheek. You close your eyes and smile and then start to giggle as Thor’s beard tickles your cheek, making Thor laugh, too.

Jealousy floods him, he throws a death stare into your direction and then to his father and stomps off, leaving the ball.

You stand there and just smile at Thor as he wraps both of his arms around you from behind. He keeps on talking and joking, but you are too caught up in your thoughts to bother. But then he smiles at you and you give him an assuring smile back. He leans down and gives you a kiss on your cheek, making you giggle, because of his beard. He chuckles, too and gives you a little squeeze.

But out of the corner of your eye, you see Loki. He gives you and Thor a death glare, then glances over to his father and leaves the room abruptly.

You free yourself of Thor’s arms and excuse yourself, hurrying behind Loki, knowing exactly that Odin is watching you.

You hurry outside and move down to the garden, knowing exactly where to find Loki. You see him standing with his back to you. You clear your throat and move closer to him.

“Don’t you have to be in my brother’s arms?” he asks.

“Not when my best friend needs me.” You say, stepping yet another step closer to him.

He doesn’t butch but sighs and drops his shoulders.

“I don’t need you and as far as I see, you have another best friend.” He answers.

You quickly walk up to him and wrap your arms around him from behind. He feel him tensing up but he doesn’t push you away. He just closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

“I don’t want to be with Thor.” You say, pressing your cheek against his back.

“Didn’t look like it back then.”

“Odin wanted me to. He said I will have to accompany Thor and should stay by his side at all times.”

“You still didn’t mind, being wrapped in his arms and him smothering you with kisses.” He remarks and pushes your arms away and turns around, anger visibly seen on his face. And you can see jealousy, too. He moves to walk away and goes around you.

“I imagined it to be you.” You whisper, tears stinging in your eyes. Loki freezes in his steps and slowly turns around.

“Wh-What?” he whispers back.

Your eyes widen, you didn’t expect him to hear you. You turn around and look at him.

“I imagined it to be you. I don’t love Thor, I could never be with him.” You honestly say to him.

He takes two steps to you and cups your face in his hands and gently presses his lips onto yours. You immediately relax into his touch. After a little moment the two of you part and he presses his forehead against yours. You both keep your eyes shut and you move your hands to his face, holding him close.

“I imagined to be in my brother’s place, too.” He admits to you.

You smile at him and press another kiss to his lips.

“We just have to tell your father. Although I feel like he knows already.” You say and you see movement in the corner of your eye. You look to the side, seeing Odin on the balcony and you recognize a small smile on his lips. Loki turns around wide eyed just as Odin turned around and walks back inside.

“Well he definitely is the all-father.” He mumbles, making you chuckle and gives you another kiss, wrapping his arms around you.