Anonymous said: Can you pls do an imagine loki where he comforts female
reader when she’s sad\down about the way she looks? Thank you. ♥
Pairing: Loki x Reader
A/N: I hope you all enjoy this! Anon, I hope this is good, I hope you like and enjoy this! <3
You stared in the mirror as your eyes
started mapping out your imperfections. Your brain was easily cooperating when
it came to this.
The dark voices from the inside told
you to hate every inch of your body. To hate how your legs didn’t look like a
Victoria’s Angel’ ones, to hate how your lips weren’t so plump and smooth, or
how your belly would stick out a little when you sit down.
Nevertheless, those thoughts did not
hurt as much as it hurt to think that the person you loved with your whole
heart and soul, would see you as an unattractive mortal and nothing more.
You were his sunshine; the only thing that he knew would
always make him smile. Your smile was heaven sent, your laughter was melodic
and your beauty was ethereal. How did he get an angel like you into his life?
“Pay up, Kookie.”
“What are you two talking about?”
“I betted that you were daydreaming about Y/N because you
had a silly grin on your face.”
“Yah!” Jimin took his money from a sulking Kookie and ran
away before Hoseok could punch that brat.
“Hyung! I get that you love Noona but all the time?”
“It’s because he’s whipped, Kookie.”
“What? It’s true.” His phone buzzed in his pocket and he
checked the message from you
Are you still coming
“Did Y/N cuss you out for forgetting to buy her something?”
“It was one time and no, that’s not it.” He grabbed his
coat, leaving to find a florist. He knew you had a favourite flower and he set
out to find a bouquet with a bunch of it. He went to a few florists, freaking
out a bit on the inside when he couldn’t find it. He went to the third florist
shop he could find, finally finding the bouquet with your favourite flowers.
The florist smiled at his evident nervousness and chatted with him.
“That’s a beautiful bouquet, girlfriend?”
“Yeah, she’s pretty much my whole world.”
“Aww, that’s so cute. I hope she’ll love it.” He quickly
paid, rushing to your apartment and knocking on the door. You opened it,
wearing what seemed to be just his sweatshirt and underwear. No shorts. He gulped, trying to swallow
the influx of sinful thoughts that just occurred to him.
“I didn’t expect you be over this quickly…”
“I could leave and come back if you want- I mean I did come
too early, didn’t I-”
“Hoseok, it’s fine. Just come inside, although you’re going
to have to wait for dinner.” You let out a little giggle at his rambling and he
“I don’t mind.”
“Make yourself at home, then.”
“I bought you some flowers…”
“Aw, you didn’t have to and you got a bouquet with all my
favourites.” You sniffed them with a smile and kissed his cheek. He covered his
cheeks, praying that he wasn’t blushing.
“Thank you, Hobi. Now, I really should start on dinner.” You
placed them in a vase with water quickly and he sat down, attempting to watch
TV to pass the time.
He watched you walk into the kitchen, scanning your butt and
your smooth legs. Your skin must be soft based in the way they looked, he wanted
to feel them resting on his shoulders. He wanted to see underneath the loose
sweater, imagining what kind of underwear you would wear. Was it a pure white,
the embodiment of pure innocent, maybe a sultry red, or even a sexy black? Did
you wear lace, satin or sheer panties? He could just imagine the way your
panties shaped around your perfect ass. He could tell how your bra perfectly
cupped your breasts, concealing your nipples.
You teased him unknowingly, the loose sweater exposing half
your collarbone and he wanted leave hickeys against your clear skin. He
fantasied about the purple bruises against your skin, the soft moans that would
escape your lips while he sucked on your sweet skin. How could an angel like
you give him such sinful thoughts?
“How long until dinner’s ready?”
“Hobi, it’s only been 5 minutes?”
Thinking about you
could make years go by.
“Come get a snack, if you’re really that hungry.” He skipped
over to the kitchen, catching you bending over to grab a pan. He caught a
lovely glimpse of your panties, reveling in the soft cream color of your
panties. You turned to the stove, glancing over to where he stood and dropped
“Sweet Jesus, Hobi. Don’t stare at me like that…”
“You just look really pretty.”
“I’m wearing your sweater, not an ounce of makeup and my
hair is a complete mess.” He stepped into the kitchen, his socks against the
cold tile and he stood in front of you.
“I know it sounds cliché but you’re absolutely gorgeous.”
“I like this side of you much better.” He brushed stray
strands of hair behind your ear and looked at you. You bit your lip, silently
driving him even crazier than his thoughts did. He could feel the twitch of his
cock in his jeans but he simply leaned in to kiss you. Your lips were
addictive, making him yearn for more than just your lips. He let his tongue
taste yours, making sure he could remember the taste in your mouth. He switched
to open mouth kisses, not letting his lips leave yours for more than mere
“We don’t have to go far-I don’t want to push you into
“Sorry.” He lifted you on the counter, his fingertips slowly
gliding up your legs and he marvelled at how soft they actually were. You were
letting him experience all his dirty thoughts about you and he was going to
make sure you enjoyed every second of it.
He pulled the sweater over your head, exposing the matching cream bra you wore.
He eyed you for a bit, taking every inch of this breathtaking sight that was
“Hoseok… don’t stare.”
“You’re stunning.” He muttered against your skin before he
sucked on the sweet flesh of your neck. You moaned his name while he created
more hickeys along your neck. He marked your beautiful collarbone; your hand
flew to his hair and tugged at strands of his hairs.
“Ye-” You pulled the collar of his shirt, pulling his lips
on top of yours. He put his energy into kissing you while you unbuttoned his
shirt. You simply slid your hand down to his crotch, stroking his hard bulge
and he groaned in your mouth.
“Not so fast, baby.”
“That’s not what your body’s telling me, Hobi.” You leaned over to press your
lips against his ear before nibbling on his lobe. He felt you squeeze him a
little to hear him groan again and you stroked him harder.
“N-Not like that..”
“Tell me, Hobi.” His fingers dug into the skin of your hips as
you continued to pump him. You stopped only to hop off the counter. He watched
you get on your knees in front of him and unzip his jeans, pulling his cock out
of the fly.
“I’m just getting
started.” You gave his shaft kittenish licks before licking the tip of his
cock. He watched you slowly begin to suck on the head of his cock and you looked
up at him while you did so. You two never broke eye contact while you solemnly
sucked on his tip and he pulled out the hair tie, letting your hair flow
freely. He held it back for you, not wanting you to fix it constantly and he eased
your head onto his cock. You bobbed your head to your own pace, ignoring his
hands that tried to guide your pacing and speed.
“Just like that.”
He felt his tip tickled the back of your throat, loving the
way you were blowing him. Your tongue swirled around him, layering his cock in
your saliva and pumping his cock with your hand. He stopped you, feeling his
cock beginning to twitch. You got up, hoping back on the counter and he hooked
at your panties. He slipped them down your legs and pulled his face close to
your face. You glanced at his lips before he moved down to your bra. He slipped
it off you, kissing your shoulder as he removed your straps.
“You’re all talk, baby.”
“You were soaking wet for me, huh?” He kissed your jaw
before he moved to eye level with your pussy, teasing your clit. You moaned his
name while he spread your lower lips open and slowly licked from top to bottom.
You were deliciously wet; the taste of your juices was the sweetest thing that
ever touched his tongue. He could eat
you out for hours if you had the stamina but judging by the way your voice
cracked and the hard tugging at his hair, he knew you wouldn’t last long
“Bend over the counter for me.” You did so, your ass arched
out for him and he teased your hole with his tip. You whined, wanting him to
quit teasing and bury himself deep inside. He fell prey to his own teasing,
unable to hold back and thrusted himself into you slowly. You cried out to the
feeling of him inside you and he wiped the little tears in the corners of your
“Am I hurting you?”
“I am fine… Y-You’re so big, Hobi.”
“Move, please.” He started slowly, making sure he really
wasn’t hurting you before finding a faster pace. You gripped the counter hard, screaming
him name shamelessly and grinding your hips. He gripped your hips, making you
feel more of his cock and you threw your head back.
“So good, baby.”
“G-Give me more…aahh..!” His hips worked to your command, going
faster and deeper than before and making your voice crack once again. You
cursed under your breath and his name constantly slipped past your lips.
kept coming, feeling your pussy beginning to tight around him before you hit
your orgasm. Your legs trembled, making him hold you up and he kept thrusting
until he found his euphoric orgasm. He pulled out of you, thanking his earlier
self for carrying a condom around with him in his back pocket and he tossed it
in the rubbish bin.
“I think we can skip dinner, I’m pretty full now baby.”
` you’re welcome. i have more so if you needed more then please don’t hesitate murasakibara-kun. ` ( aaAAAAA drowns with ur love and affection. im good bby ! i missed you sooo much too okay??? like cries. im so gomen for being gone !! blme school ! )
“Ehhh…I wouldn’t mind having more, if you’re giving them away~”