midgardnightmare

[midgardnightmare]

I FORGOT HOW TO BREATHE HOW THE FUCK DID I MISS THIS NEW SHIT COMING OUT WHAT HES SO HOT

SEBASTIAN STAN Pam & Tommy (2022) › ep. 1 dir. Craig Gillespie

[midgardnightmare]

OBSESSED

avenger!bucky + avenger!reader

word count: 2.3k

summary: being the new girl at the avengers compound is hard enough as is. so when you’re constantly distracted by the hottest man you’ve ever seen, every day, there’s no way you can focus on anything else.

warnings: (smut 18+) metal arm kink, teasing, light degradation, fingerfucking, finger sucking, pet names

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when you first got recruited and moved into the avengers compound, you didn’t know living there was going to be so hard. and not because of the work you do, or the imminent threats and danger, but because of him.

james bucky barnes. a super soldier with inhuman abilities and a metal arm. you think he’d be humbled by what he’s gone through and experienced, being hydra’s pawn for decades and assassinating hundreds of people without any control of what he’s doing and who he’s hurting. but no, he’s still an asshole. he’s always teasing you and making fun of you seeing as you’re the runt, the newest member, and the most inexperienced. yes, he says mean things, but to be quite honest, you enjoy the banter between the two of you. it’s enticing, refreshing almost, having a little bit of fun time to get away from the dreary confines of this dark world you have to protect. and the best part is, he’s a fucking stud.

his hair, his eyes, his ripped body, everything about him makes your mouth water. but the one thing that really gets you, though, is his arm. his thick, muscular, vibranium arm. you don’t have a single clue why it turns you on so much, you really shouldn’t be aroused by a metal arm. but you can’t help it. it’s so intriguing and makes bucky look even hotter, if that’s possible. you can’t restrict such dirty thoughts filling your head when you look at him, when you stare at his arm. you want to ride it, fuck yourself on his cold appendage, get railed by his strong metal fingers up your cunt, you want anything and everything to do with that arm, no matter how much of a dick bucky is.

but enough of the filth. why’s your head always in the gutter? back to reality, where the man you were wet-dreaming about, is laughing at how bad your combat skills are.

“god, training with you is such a treat,” he chuckles, ��you never fail to amuse me, y/n.”

you let out a frustrated sigh and roll your eyes, “and you never fail to be an asshole, barnes.”

your bickering turns your face bright red from blushing at the game you play with him. you switch partners and continue training, but you’re just so gone. you're physically present, but definitely not mentally. all you can do is stare at bucky’s burly metal arm and hope he doesn’t notice. as the session goes on and the sky gets darker, you continue glancing at his mesmerizing body, the flawless moves, perfection, you're getting hornier by the minute. you feel bad for your training partner because your mind refuses to focus on actually learning and training for important situations. no matter how hard you try to pry them away, you can’t keep your eyes off him. watching him use that arm to restrain his partner, to slap and punch and hit and fight- it turns you on in a way you can’t explain. your eyes are drifting again and right as your partner almost knocks you out, bucky happens to peek over and catch you staring at him.

“hff-“ a small grumble releases from your throat when you’re thrown to the ground by the consequences of not paying enough attention to the one thing you're there for. the training stops and bucky walks over to check on you.

“that was one gnarly hit, yeah?” he quips, glaring intently.

“well, guess i deserve that,” you hint quietly.

bucky reaches his metal hand out to you, and you grasp and hold onto it as he helps you up. and of course, your eyes drag along his bionic arm while you’re fixing to stand up. you really couldn’t help yourself and have no energy to hide anything at this point. apparently, he doesn’t want to hide either.

“mm, you sure do, doll.” you realize his eyes are darkening, voice deepening, and a certain tension is now sparking in the air.

“wh- how-“ your cheeks burn red hot and your throat tingles with embarrassment.

“cute how you think you’re so subtle. i can see you staring at me from across the room, doll, it’s not that hard. especially when your eyes are always locked onto my arm like you’re obsessed with it or something” he scoffs and teases you, but has a certain look of desire on his face.

you try to keep your composure despite your submissive side obviously showing through, “i’m not-“ clearing your throat, with a shaky voice, “i’m not obsessed, barnes.”

“don’t try to act all innocent, dollface” he caresses the side of your face with his smooth digits and brings his face closer to yours as your breath hitches in your throat and your gaze moves to his finger drawing along your temple. “you like my arm, don’t you baby?” you become defenseless and a whimper slips out of you.

”mhm-” all you can do is rest your beady eyes upon his and whine.

“what was that? couldn’t hear you doll,” a smirk slithers into his expression “come on, speak up, use your words sweets.” bucky encourages you.

“i want you to fuck me with your metal arm, bucky-“

“mh sweetheart you don’t know how good it feels to hear you say my name that way. maybe if you beg me i’ll give you what you want.”

“no ‘m not begging,” his cool fingers trail down to your athletic shorts, leaving them right above the hem.

”what about now, sweetheart?”

with the way he’s looking at you, coy and with fire and passion deep in his eyes, and his tongue darting between his lips to wet them and lick them just to fluster you even more, you give up as the power of pure lust overpowers you and you break- “bucky, i want you- fuck, i need you, now, please.” both of your arms go to grab his hand and maneuver it to rub along your wet heat.

a daunting chortle exudes his guttural voice and he goes on, “s’ needy, sweets. i like seeing you all desperate like this. all for me? huh?” of course he's still prideful and arrogant as usual.

“all for you, bucky. want your fingers in me. please” you look almost like you’re on the verge of tears, pleading, begging for bucky to touch you.

“what a good little girl, using her manners. good girls get rewards, now don't they? take your clothes off for me doll. show me how much of a good slut you can be.” cooing with his lips pursed, you swoon and of course, obey.

immediately, you strip yourself of all your clothes, leaving you to realize you’re standing in the middle of the training room absolutely naked and completely overtaken by lust. bucky’s just drooling there in front of you, baffled by the mere sight of your bare body. he nears closer and closer to you again, forcing you to take steps backwards until you find your back against a cold wall, pushed up against it with a hard blow. he begins to open his mouth to say something, probably about how hot you are or whatever’s going on in that dirty mind of his. but in turn, you blurt out “buck, wait- take your shirt off. please,” you sound needy but at this point, you don’t care, because it’s true.

“you’re cute, doll. if you want it off so bad, rip it off of me.” he teases dangerously, “do it.” his face is almost pressed up against yours when he orders you to strip him. but he jerks backward just for a second so you can maneuver it off his ripped body. astounded by the abs and v-line that’s clouding your vision right now, you can’t help but let out a small moan and confess, “oh fuck me” it’s all you can think about.

“greedy little thing, aren’t you?” he chuckles sinisterly and you catch him a bit off guard when your horny brain causes you to reach out and drag your hand down his abdomen. in return, he sighs with release and serenity. but the closer your fingers get to his waistband and more importantly, his v-line, you can feel his body sort of tense up under your touch. you know he wants you, and those little touches mean a lot to him; a touch-deprived 100 something year old man. as much as he loves and spends most of his intimacy pleasing the woman, his body craves touch that he can’t get enough of, touch that people won’t give to him. but instead of letting you continue to work your way down further, he flips his switch and goes right back into dominant mode.

“i know what you’re doing, doll. you may think touching me is gonna get you places, but i’m the one who calls the shots,” bucky swiftly brings his entire face not even inches from yours, and presses his chin against yours, leaving no room for air. your breath shudders as you begin to feel the vibration of his lips moving along yours as he provokes, “that alright with you sweetheart?”

you gulp, “mhm” and bite your lower lip out of arousal and hesitation. your bodies are now fully enrapturing one another, every part touching and sparks tingling from your arm hairs and down your back whenever you feel him move against you.

without warning, bucky shoves his cool metal fingers up your wet heat and groans at the feel of your velvety walls squeezing around his digits. your head tilts up instinctively and your jaw is agape, croaking out a gasp from the unexpected sensations. but bucky brings his flesh index finger down your chin, pulling you back to his gaze. although now you’re staring at each other’s lips, you with a look of pleasure furrowed in your brow and him with an expression of primal carnality, but with an appreciation for how beautiful you are when in ecstasy. he’s thrusting his fingers in and out of your pussy, while whisper-grunting in your ear impure thoughts and unclean words. and that turns you on even more.

“mm you love this, don’t you baby? you like getting finger-fucked by me in the middle of the room where any of our coworkers can see? i bet that turns you on even more, and that’s what dirty sluts like. you‘re much dirtier than you seem, doll.” as he gets deeper and deeper into pure primal lust, he inches closer to your lips until you’re touching his and he’s touching yours as he continues making you even wetter with his whispers and growls of filthy words into your mouth. it’s not long till your lips lock and he’s kissing you with a passion you’ve never felt before and butterflies in your stomach you’ve never had before. he doesn’t slow down at all, in fact, his metal fingers’ thrusts of sexual tension into your soaked pussy seem to get more and more intense with each breath of air you try to gasp for but are unable to, trapped by bucky’s hot presence around your tongue. you’re so horny and need even more, so you start rocking your hips against his hand that’s in the place you need it the most, and he seems to enjoy your desperation. “there you go doll, that’s it, ride my fingers babydoll,” he blurts out between breaks you're taking in your heavy kisses that leave your head fuzzy and his pants tight. you can tell he fucking loves this. you’re on the verge of explosion, all the sensations and overwhelment doesn’t let you last long at all. as you get closer and closer to your peak, you’re crying and moaning in bucky’s mouth, incoherently mumbling his name as you take his lush bottom lip between your teeth. when you bite his lip, you don’t let go. and that drives him insane. he starts working even harder to drive you to the climax you so desperately need. as he fucks his digits even harder and faster in and out of your heat, you begin to feel that familiar pulsing spasm building up within you, leaving you right there to reach your orgasm.

right before your eyes start rolling into the back of your head, bucky grabs the back of your neck hurriedly and puts you in that chokehold almost where you can’t move any muscle, you’re all in his power. he’s pressing your throat to him, your face is against his, his metal fingers jerking into you, and your voice crackles out a strangled wail inside of his mouth and every single nerve in your body spasms with pleasure and ecstasy. you can’t contain the breathy moans you‘re letting out in his mouth. as your orgasm ceases, your whole body shakes with a shudder. you’re then brought back to reality after he lets go of your neck and takes his lips off yours. “oh fuck… bucky-“ you begin, but he immediately cuts you off, “shh, don’t say a word, doll. just shut up and lick my fingers clean of your juice.” your pupils dilate as soon as he ends that sentence and the look on your face is priceless. you’re excited, surprised, and a little hesitant, but you want to obey every command he gives you.

he slowly retrieves his metal digits from inside your wet core and brings them to your gaze as you look at him with doe eyes. your eyes stay locked on each other the whole time, he pushes his fingers into your warm mouth and almost cums from that look you have in your eyes when you suck your juices off his own fingers. your eyes stay puppy-dog-like and expression sexually intoxicating. you finish licking up every last drop of yourself off of him and he removes his hand to move it down to his waist. his cock is so fucking hard and looks so big and thick, you just want it in your pussy already and that’s all he’s wanted this whole time. “look what you did, doll. now we gotta take care of this.”

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[midgardnightmare]

TIME VARIANT TERROR

tva threat!loki x tva agent!reader

word count: 2.3k

summary: loki arrives at the tva after you take him in (because of the threat to the sacred timeline) and you try interrogation, but his charm and charisma prevent anything except for hate sex to occur.

warnings: (smut 18+) dom loki, bratty sub reader, angst, playful but a little bit dark, enemies to lovers trope but more so villain hate sex, {threesome??}

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“come on, go ahead and take a seat.” you force the ever so handsome but dangerous god into the interrogation room. “i won’t take orders from you, mortal.” loki hisses. “i’m the one in charge here. who’s the one in handcuffs?” you tease.

you shove him down into his seat in this dim-lighted, stuffy, red room. “woah, darling, no need to keep any aggression toward me. if only you knew where that’d lead,” he smirks. “i’m not your darling, my name is y/n.” you spit. “very well then, y/n. i suppose you’re not a big fan of endearment then. maybe i should use those terms just to spite you.” you’re supposed to hate him, he’s evil, but you find his dark but playful, taunting attitude quite intriguing. questioning is still on track to occur, so you get out of your head and compose yourself.

you get situated and start staring into his deep green eyes, trying to seem as serious as possible in that moment. “you broke reality when you picked up the tesseract. was that your intent? or did you just carelessly continue to be classic narcissistic, selfish loki?” you begin interrogating. “why would you assume-” you counter, “oh i’m not assuming. i’m stating facts from the evidence i’ve seen of you over the course of your lifetime in the tva files i went through.” loki reacts with a slight sneer, “how invasive... but kind of cute how you now know all my dirty secrets”

tension between the two of you fills the air, intoxicating you and making your head feel all fuzzy. you never get like this, it’s strange. but you’re beginning to like it.

the intervention goes on, leaving every end of a sentence with a taut retort. things get heated when you go on to question him about his sadism. “do you enjoy hurting people, loki?” you inch closer and closer to his face. “n-no. i do it because i have to.” you can see the honesty in his eyes, the candor of his true feelings coming to surface, exposing that his destiny is forced on him to be violent. but you then notice a slight shift in his demeanor, a more sprightly and prideful energy, “though there are some situations in which i do, in fact, like to show some aggression.” the sly expression he has makes your cheeks grow red. his words and tone of voice don’t help your blushing either.

“seems as though you look a bit afraid, darling.” he almost begins to grin, as if he likes seeing you scared. not that you are scared- but now just knowing that he gets off on fear isn't very surprising. maybe had the brilliant trickster been wrong for once and read your expression incorrectly? odd, but possible. “i’m not-'' you try to interrupt him to get a few words in but to no avail. “don't worry. i’m not going to hurt you, love. in fact, i'm growing quite fond of you.” his gracious words twist your stomach in a knot, but you still can’t tell if he’s being genuine or not. “really?” just from the few minutes we've met. and after i’ve cuffed you and pushed you around to bombard you with aggravating queries.” he replies in a flirty tenor, “doesn't take me long to adore a beautiful woman.” your face burns red hot even more, “hmm, even then, i’m still not sure if i can trust you.”

“i won't, i promise.” “prove it.” “okay, uncuff me and see.” “fine, but don't try anything.”

the exact moment you set his hands free, loki instantly grabs your wrists at the table, and pulls you in, eyes grazing over your plump lips. he kisses you surprisingly gently, and then all of a sudden, the hostile hunk of an asgardian vanishes. you notice he used his powers to teleport behind you, and all at once, he grabs the back of your neck to forcefully bring you up into the air and then slams you down on the floor. he makes fun of how vulnerable and fragile you look under him. he mocks you, “aww are you afraid again? scared i’m gonna hurt you? it all depends on your behavior, love. now get up. i’m going to make you wish you never took my case.” you rebut, “oh you know it’s a little too late for that.” leaning down he practically spits in your face, “what was that? don’t act like you didn’t just hear me say you’re going to get punished if you aren’t on your best behavior. that is, unless you’ve wanted me to hurt you this whole time. to just get absolutely wrecked by me, your very own god on earth, and ending up with marks all over your body and my threats ringing through your mind.”

you didn’t know what to say, how to respond. you could barely keep it together, the wetness pooling in your panties prohibiting you from thinking clearly. “ah, speechless i see. you know, darling, i don’t think your cheeks were red out of fear, i think they were red out of arousal.” you look him up and down, studying his body language as your eyes drift down to the bulge in his pants. you feel a tingling sensation and you’ve about had it by now. “what are you gonna do about that then?” making a crack like that while lying below loki at his disposal is a dangerous move, but you’re getting too hot to just sit around and wait. “such a bratty little slut. maybe i’ll fuck the attitude out of you then. is that what you want?”

he picks you back up to a standing position with his telekinetic powers, and a coy smile spreads across his face as he acknowledges the addled look on yours when you remember the powers he has. “yes, your majesty” you bat your eyes and he can't tell if you're being sincere or mocking him again. “do you have any idea what you’ve done to me? feel how hard i am,” he guides your hand to graze his dick prodding through his tva uniform. “all that just from bickering with a pretty little slut like you,” he snarls and swears relentlessly.

“don’t call me that, you don’t know who i am.” but your expressions give you up nonetheless. “i’m gonna fuck you ruthlessly, like you deserve, slut.” he looks so tall and mighty, towering over you. “oh i’m a slut. right. well you’re a weak god if you can even call yourself one. prove me wrong.”

you’re striving to pester him as anger stirs throughout him, aggression coursing through his veins. “you have no rule over me. i am your superior. and you must address me as such.” the glorious force in front of you is bellowing in rage. “say yes sir.” you have no choice but to obey, no matter if you want to get hurt or not. “yes sir.” your proclamation seems more authentic now, he can tell. “good girl. now do as i say and strip yourself of all your clothes.” as you take each article of clothing off your marvel of a body, you observe loki using his powers again, only this time, he’s using them to create two versions of himself. or essentially just split into two separate lokis.

one of them is the tva threat you’ve been dealing with this whole time. the second loki is an exquisite sight, something you’ve never seen before- his god form, loki as himself but in the quite obvious royal ensemble. transcendental, otherworldly, illustrious attire. he’s clad in black, green, and gold, shimmering down from the horned helmet on his head all the way past his cloak down to his feet.

you can’t help but allow your jaw to drop to the floor. what a magnificent thing beheld in front of your beady eyes. “speechless again, are we?” you didn’t even know what to say in the first place. what the hell- how the hell- why?? you just have to wait to find out. the loki you brought to this room snakes toward your back and presses his body up against yours, and you feel a sudden gust of cool air, noticing when makes contact with your skin, his uniform is off. and proclaims, “i’m gonna ruin your beautiful cunt until you’re screaming my name, and there’s two of us now. but i know you can take it like a good slut, can’t you?”

“mhm, yes sir” a whimper nearly escaped you. you’re trying so hard to not let him break you, you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of submission, you still desire to have him see that you’re the tough agent that was able to catch him in the beginning.

the god-like loki begins to approach you and bends down a little bit to meet your eyes with his and hear him say “i’m just here for entertainment, darling, he’ll do most of the work.” tva loki slurs filthy words in your ear and starts drawing his member between your folds, unleashing a grunt from him and a whine from you as you and god loki bore deeply at each other only making things more arousing. you feel a swift jolt up your core and a cock thrusting into you. “god you’re so wet“ he actually let go and moaned, sounding so defenseless and defeated.

“fuck, loki-“ your soaking pussy is still getting wrecked from behind and the force in front of you has met your naked body and dragged his steady digits along your chest, drawing circles around your nipples and traces lines up and down your skin, touching each and every part of you. it’s so soft and gentle, but the balance, nay, counteraction between the delicate touching versus rough fucking is exquisite. he continues touching you ever so gracefully, and begins to snake his fingers down past your navel, reaching your clit. once again, he stares straight at you with his deep azure irises, and scours the place most understimulated. “mmm,” he moans, “that feel good, darling?” you can barely form any coherent thoughts, so all you can let out is a weak “mhm” and the loki behinds you loves this. he’s groaning and grunting as well as you, with a synchronicity of the rhyme of you two joining together in ecstasy. “now tell me, love. would you like to watch the other me stroke his cock? i think you’d enjoy it.” he commands the other loki, “go ahead, get off in front of her, she gets to watch this little show you’ll put on for her, what a glorious sight.”

the god standing before you, suddenly, amidst a paltry rush of air, has his great member held in his right hand whilst he persists playing with your alluring body further. it’s such a captivating view and as he strokes himself in front of you, you fall deeper into a state of lust and heat, ready to burst at any moment. “oh darling you look marvellous right now, look at you, fucking yourself on his cock,” he grabs your chin with his other hand and hisses in your face, “beautiful whore.” you move your hands from the wall to the loki who’s in front of you’s shoulders and his fingers find their way back to your clit again. shockwaves of lightning feelings shoot up from your core and restraining your lamentations gets harder and harder as time goes on, you can’t handle the amount of pleasure without screaming. you throw your head back and shriek, unable to withstand this overstimulation, and the coil building up in your stomach releases- leaving you breathless with your spasming walls still clenching and milking loki’s cock inside you, spilling out cum and provoking unholy swears and moans from the gravelly, glorious voice behind you. the force in front of you chases his peak, jacking off ruthlessly at this point from being so horny watching you two get it on and witnessing euphoric perfection display across a canvas of ethereal beauty. as the juices finish spurting into your pussy, he gets ready as his orgasm gets closer.

“let’s see those big breasts, darling- closer, i want to cum all over them.” he's encaptured by your breasts and for some reason, it makes you feel so good. the way he’s staring at them so intently, not taking his sight off of them for even a moment. fucking his hand so hard and fast, getting off on the sight of your boobs. you whimper at the thought of it, and maneuver yourself in a way he can get just the right position, and he cums- letting go, shooting out ropes of white onto your chest, watching his cum land on those big breasts of yours. “ohh darling,” moans escape him “look at you. my cum on your chest,” and the daunting man behind you adds, “and my cum in your sweet cunt” he grunts in your ear while slowly removing his cock.

both men are finished with you, and you are exhausted. the mischievous god in front of you spirits away and the case behind you has yet to conclude. “well what are we gonna do about you?” you turn around as loki magically blinks all of his and your clothes back on. “hmm not sure, darling, what do you want to do with me?” you ponder for a second, calculating the various moral and ethical solutions versus the outcomes influenced by pure lust. sin will always win. you decide, “after that, i don’t really care as much for what i should do as opposed to what i desire to do. so, loki, do me.” a smile grows on his face and he takes you in his grasp once again. “what’s that, love? you want me to fuck you again?” mentally preparing yourself for more bratty hijinks you have up your sleeve, you get ready to get wrecked again. “yes sir. fuck me, or i’ll have no choice but to cuff you again.”

“oh darling, i’m not the one who’ll be wearing the handcuffs this time.”

[midgardnightmare]

omg wow thank you all so much for all the love i’ve gotten on my new fic🥺🥺‼️ the two i posted are the only ‘real’ fanfics i’ve written and it makes me so so happy to see that people like them😭💖 i’m working on some new stuff and it seems like the loki fic is getting much more attention than the bucky fic so i’ll probably continue working on loki fics more!! always feel free to send me messages tho and give any suggestions or feedback or anything!💞

[midgardnightmare]

DANCING FOR DOMINANCE

loki x reader

word count: 2.5k

summary: loki tries to dominate you in bed as per usual, but you have some other hijinks in mind; turning the situation into a hot steamy mess of fighting for power over one another.

warnings: (smut 18+) dom/sub power dynamics, fighting to dominate, angst, filthy smut, hardcore- bdsm, impact play, bondage, biting, choking, scratching, degradation, cum swallowing, kinda cnc if you squint, bit of fluff?

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you’re cooking up some inviting italian food in the kitchen for supper as you hear your glorious man’s voice echo from the foyer, announcing that he’s home from work.

strolling towards you after setting his things down, “hi sweet angel, what are you making?” loki inquires with a contradicting raspy, worn out voice while kissing you on the forehead.

“your favorite, of course.” you answer and smile lightly

“oh really? i’m not so sure that’ll be my favorite for the night.” he glares with a scrunched nose

“and why is that?” following up in playful tone

“all i want for dinner is you.”

loki’s demeanor suddenly adjusts as he fixes his deep, sunken eyes upon yours to then slide his gaze down to your plump lips, displaying his mood and how he wants the night to go. somewhat taken aback by his abrupt behavior, your face twists into a small look of confusion before allowing yourself to be pulled in by his charm. you gleam right back up at him, hooked on his passion, and snake your arms around his neck, diving into his touch as he roughly grips your waist and lures it to his.

all at once, your lips crash like yearning waves being drawn in by the tide. loki’s hands give you chills from roaming all over your divine body while kissing as if you hadn’t in weeks. yours stay caressing his shoulders up to the back of his head, swiftly grabbing onto his long locks and gently tugging his hair.

he lets out a small groan in response to your action and ends up leaving you forced onto the kitchen counter, your legs wrapped around him with his tongue still aggressively aggravating yours.

he releases his mouth from yours with a harsh bite of your bottom lip, slowly freeing it from the brink of overstimulation. you open your eyes slowly to see that loki has a fiery expression of hostility in his eyes.

his gravelly, insidious tone reverberates “i’ve had a long, hard day at work, darling. now let me take that frustration out on you.”

you contemplate that proposition for a moment in your mind, but ultimately decide to take the mischievous route, grazing your fingers along his tie before yanking it. drawing his chest nearing yours and placing his face only inches away from you, your gleam staying locked on his the whole time, you proclaim

“why don’t you let me take care of that issue for you?”

you hop down from the counter and take loki’s wrist in your grasp, dragging him up to your bedroom. your agitated, adrenaline-high beau spins you around to face him, then throws you backwards to slam you up against the wall.

“dancing for dominance now, are we?” remarking in a brisk, mischievous timbre only loki could pull off.

you quickly remain helpless to his contingence, weak in this stance. you notice him gawking at how pathetic you look in this position, just the way he likes.

“you forget your place, darling.” he says with a sneer, and begins to sheathe his strong hand around your throat, restricting your airway.

continuing his spiel, “you’ve gone too far, love, don’t dare overstep.”

“and what would happen if i did, love?” you manage to get your words out through every brief breath he allowed you, and you took each opportunity to tease mockingly.

this little quip you provoked loki with momentarily caused him to slip for a meager minute, reevaluating what he should do to make you submit. but by shifting for just a short moment, this landed him in the opposite position; seeing as you took that chance to kick him faintly between his legs, inducing him to fall to the floor while wincing in pain. it wasn’t a hard hit, he was just caught off guard.

“Y/N! why would you do that?!” loki shouts, flipping his black hair back as he shoots his head up.”

“oh get up, loki. i barely brushed you.” clutching his shoulders and maneuvering his body to get back up to a standing position, you push him onto the creaking bed.

“you aren’t- you’re not fucking getting away with this, y/n.”

“we’ll see about that, won’t we?” you taunt, right as you start ripping his clothes straight off him.

full body exposed at the expense of his bratty girl, loki growls at you and attempts to regain a higher place above you, but he’s shocked by his sudden arousal from looking at you standing over him, holding so much power and leaving himself at your disposal. he sees that you notice his trivial switch in expression and you use that to pester him.

“look at you, all flustered and excited from my brief display of dominance,” he tries to reach up at you but you don’t get to find out what he was going to do since you immediately pinned his hands down after that.

“aww, my pretty boy doesn’t wanna stay below me anymore, what a shame… seeing that i was about to give you some special treatment,” you tease, tracing your digits along his veiny abdomen, moving down to his cock but avoiding contact with it.

loki whines, almost embarrassed by how much he likes this, “darling, you- just-”

“just what, loki?” you cease your current movements and make your way up to kiss his neck sweetly, earning a real moan from his beautiful mouth. listening to your usually so tough, dominant man let out such an authentic ring of pleasure just ruins you and then is when you acknowledge the wetness that’s been collecting in your panties.

you pull back so fleetingly when you make that discovery as you’re still sucking on his neck. but loki feels that short exchange and makes his move at the exact right time, reclaiming his authority by shoving you off of him with one sly transit.

you yelp with a cry of disbelief and sheer force of loki, who’s got a faint smirk painted across his face and wastes no time tearing your clothes off as if they were thin sheets of paper.

“darling, this was supposed to be about me taking my work day frustrations out on you. i’m going to make sure i fulfill that.” without warning, he takes a firm hand and brutally slaps your breast, allotting a full sob to fall from your dainty pink lips.

“you dick! you’re only using violence because you can't fathom the concept that sometimes people want to help you in their own way.” you secretly liked this array of sadism coming from loki, a side you haven’t ventured with much before.

that simple crack earned you another slap, but this time, you receive a percussive swat to your face, “what the fuck!”

“shut up, stop talking, y/n.” he grabs your face and holds it roughly in his calloused hands and he looks like he’s about on the brink of madness.

most likely sexually frustrated madness, but either way, he’s pretty much gone.

“get over here, whore.” he whisper-yells in your flushed, red ear.

you whimper and he anchors you against the edge of your bed, legs spread open and ready for his length.

“i told you that you wouldn’t get away with this.”

he thrusts his hard, throbbing shaft into your warm, dripping entrance.

“l-loki, please,”

he cuts you off to scoff, “who would've thought you were such a filthy whore?”

the sounds of skin slapping together and breathy groans echo all around you.

“shut up before i,” you struggle to get your words out

“what was that darling? didn’t quite catch it” always with the clever retorts, never failing to pair it with perfect action, bending over you to be adjacent to your fucked-out face.

loki continues fucking your sweet pussy with no mercy, grunting almost animalistically and giving a little bit of power up when he unfettered himself, confessing, “fuck, you’re so tight, angel”

you automatically take over once again, building up more exhaustion from the back and forth, yet still having enough energy to keep going.

you flip him over and hold him down beneath your overwhelming presence.

“it’s over, lok. i’m not letting you move. you’re going to stay under me and allow me to please and or punish you the way you and i both like it.”

a guttural groan shatters the short-lived silence, followed by “f-fine. yes m’am.”

he submits. finally. now you’re able to treat him how you want. how you think he should be treated after a day like this. you want to leave him absolutely breathless and transported to another dimension.

so you strap his hands to the bed frame, tie him up, make him look like a desperate, helpless little puppy. he grumbles and whines out of sexual frustration and you notice him starting to buck his hips up rhythmically a little bit every now and then to hopefully ease his hardness. but he needs more. so you gradually caress your way on top of him, straddling his thighs with your dripping cunt hovering above.

“please, y/n, my cock is aching for you.” he begins to let out whimpers and you cave, “alright, you’ll get what you asked for.” you lower your body onto him and slowly begin to grind yourself on his throbbing member.

“fuck…” you utter teasingly 

“ugh- more, more y/n, please” you never see loki desperate like this and you love it so much. you love the power you hold over him now, the control you have. you can use that to give both him and yourself the most extraordinary intimacy.

“you want more?” your soaking wet pussy rolls along his veiny, pulsing muscles.

“mhm,” he murmurs in a slightly high pitched tone that you actually find kind of cute.

rutting against him ever harder and faster, loki slurs little swears and moans and you feel spasming sensations underneath you. you know he’s about to cum already, so you stop.

he growls in a predatory tone, “WHY did you do that?!” and whines from the fleeting feelings of bliss and ecstasy he yearned to ride out.

“because it's fun,” you giggle sadistically, “plus i have something else in store.”

you recall a small addled but intrigued look on his beautiful face as you go to sink down onto his base, stuffing yourself with glorious satisfaction.

“shit, loki-” you nearly set a moan loose, struggling to maintain composure

“fuck.. me” he’s hardly managing to keep himself from completely letting go at this point

you go on, bouncing up and down, riding his cock. reverberations of broken moans spill out and intoxicate the air surrounding you. you’ve never felt a fire in your stomach like this before. neither has he. despite this fiery passion drawing you to keep going, you, instead, begin to decrease the pace. loki laments and protests this, but you persist, gracefully grazing his dick in and out against your warm, wet, heavenly walls. loki's understandably very displeased by this.

“darling, what are you doing to me”

“you’ll see. working you up to get you somewhere you won’t want to come down from”

you carry on, lazily plunging onto him as you rock your hips against his and he catches a single evil glimmer in your eye.

he took that as an opportunity to ask for what he wanted when he could see you were about to give him something in the first place.

“hh y/n, hurry up, fuck me. hard.”

you immediately slam down on his dick and shove him in and out of you, fucking yourself on his cock and leaving him speechless and breathless as well. all of a sudden, he feels a sharp scratching sensation trailing down his abdomen followed by the sight of you resembling a malicious force harming him without any care. he should be striked with a bit of terror, but he’s, in turn, terribly aroused.

that arousal only escalates as you lean down to kiss him briefly, whilst you remain fucking him, and then pulling on and biting his bottom lip until it begins to bleed. loki’s still groaning as if he’ll never be able to stop. not changing the riding pace, you also move your lips to his shoulder and after sucking on it for a bit, you surprise him by biting down on it. you weren’t sure if it was something loki would enjoy, considering you two hadn’t really tried it before. but it was super hot in the moment and you both seemed to like it. in fact, loki loved it, you could tell by the noticeably strong twitch of his cock you felt while it was buried in your core.

you're both at your wit’s end, there’s only so much you have left in you, and pressure was building up in both of your stomachs. but you persevere these last moments and rail the absolute shit out of your submissive little loki. neither of you can even hear each other anymore, so fucked out you can’t focus on anything except for the present sensations.

but you grab a hold of yourself to straighten your posture and forcefully grab loki’s neck, choking him for the first time. your mind is fuzzy after seeing the look on his face while choking him, a menacing demeanor with a sly smirk pushes you over the edge. he loves it. you’re enamored by it.

“you’re being such a good slut” you praise him, and follow it by releasing just a tad of the hold you had on his throat so you could hear his mumbly voice better.

“i- fuck.. please let me cum. i need to cum for you”

you declare, “cum inside me, loki. let it all out”

the pace declines and you feel hot cum shooting up your insides as loki is in absolute euphoria, stars exploding behind his eyelids, legs shaking and mouth quivering with sparse clamors escaping him. the sight, sound, and feel of this is more than enough to send you flying sky high.

the coil in your stomach snaps, your back arches, and your spasming walls clench around his overstimulated member, and you give up a strangled wail you had been holding back the whole time. your contractions milked loki’s cock and unleashed whatever cum he had left inside, filling you up with it.

“fuck loki, that was s’ good, gonna give you what you deserve for being such a good boy” he grins as you snake your way over to his face and lift your hips up and onto the space right above his mouth. you stare him deep in his illustrious eyes and tell him to open up.

cum starts drizzling out of your cunt and loki is savoring every little bit of that moment, licking each last drop of his cum he shot into your pussy.

he finishes cleaning you up with his mouth and you climb off of him with a gratuitous smile. you go ahead and free him from his binds, and loki sits up on the bed, scooching closer to place a gentle kiss on your soft lips.

“well thank you, darling. that was quite eventful,” you hear his natural, sharp tone again.

“definitely... you should have more work days like this,” you both chuckle,

“yeah, erm, we are definitely going to have to reheat that pasta”

[midgardnightmare]

MISS MISGARD’S MASTERLIST

❤︎ smut

✿ fluff

★ angst

LOKI LAUFEYSON:

❤︎ ★ dancing for dominance - loki tries to dominate you in bed as per usual, but you have some other hijinks in mind; turning the situation into a hot steamy mess of fighting for power over one another.

❤︎ ★ time variant terror - loki arrives at the tva after you take him in- since he’s a threat to the sacred timeline- and you try interrogation, but his charm and charisma prevent anything except for hate sex to occur.

BUCKY BARNES:

✿ ❤︎ only friends - roommate!bucky and you have a crush on each other but haven’t expressed it. he catches you gushing about him on the phone, and things heat up from there.

❤︎ obsessed - being the new girl at the avengers compound is hard enough as is. so how can you even focus when you’re constantly distracted by the hottest man you’ve ever seen, every day?

❤︎ ★ please sir - coming soon :)

[midgardnightmare]

ONLY FRIENDS

roommate!bucky barnes x reader

word count: 2.5k

summary: you and bucky are roommates, you have a crush on each other but haven’t expressed it. he catches you gushing about him on the phone to your friend, and things take off from there.

warnings: (smut 18+) friends to lovers, some fluff, mainly smut, thigh riding, oral (m receiving), intercourse, just lots of dirty talk, name calling, and some degradation, a little impact play and marking, slight breeding kink

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“yeah, i know, it’s just that he’s so cute. like, it’s hard to describe the way he makes me feel, i know he’s my best friend, but i have so many feelings for him it’s difficult to decipher each one.”

bucky steps through the door as he begins to hear you chatting on the phone with your friend. he cautiously takes a few steps closer to your room to listen in a little bit since he heard you mention his name.

“i get it, i understand that i shouldn’t feel this way about him, bucky has to be my friend and only my friend, nothing more. cuz who even knows if he would ever feel the same way about me?”

he almost chokes hearing you say those words, hearing you express the way you feel about him.

“ugh okay, i guess i’ll talk to you later, i need to get up and do some chores and shit. thanks for letting me rant, there’s just so much that’s been on my mind lately and i can’t stop thinking about him and needed to tell someone about it, so thank you for being that person”

you end the call and hear shuffling outside your door, a man clearing his throat, and you turn around to see who it is.

“so.. that’s what you think of me huh?”

bucky breaks the silence, sounding cocky as usual and running his hand through his hair.

“oh shit, how much of that were you here for?”

you immediately shoot up and your faces turns red hot from embarrassment. he shifts his weight to lean against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

“i heard enough,” he makes his way towards you, slowly strutting until his metal arm rests on your shoulder as he sits down on the bed next to you.

inching closer to your face, he whispers “enough to know that you have a little crush on me- don’t you, sweetheart?” in your ear as he tucks your hair behind it, driving you crazy and causing you to squeeze your thighs together.

“i- um.. bucky, listen, i obviously like you,” you turn to face him and grab his hands while speaking in a more upfront and serious tone,

“every time i see you come in, wearing those sweatpants and no shirt in the morning after your early runs, every time you come out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around your waist, every time you wear that uniform ugh i just can’t control myself, you make me feel so many things,” you inhale deeply, taking notice of his intent facial expression and change of demeanor

“but it’s not just the physical attraction. your personality, the kindness of your heart, your precious smile, you make me wanna dance around the kitchen with you at 2 in the morning wearing your tshirt, go on romantic dinner dates with you, cuddle at the movies together, and kiss you under the pale moonlight. god i know that’s so much and i’m sorry for throwing all of this on you out of the blue but i just couldn’t wait any longer.”

“wow... y/n i never thought you liked me like that- guess it’s not just a little schoolgirl crush,” he chuckles lightly,

“i’ve been in love with you from the moment we moved in together. i kept it together and tried not to show it because we’re work partners, i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, and i didn’t know you had any reciprocated feelings.”

“glad we’re talking about it now haha,” you pause, staring into those deep blue eyes you so frequently think about, before you start motioning nearer,”

“i’ve wanted to kiss you for so long-“ you gently but swiftly grab his face and plant your lips on his, bucky’s eyebrows turn upwards from the surprise of you being so forward.

bucky, being pulled so passionately into the kiss, he begins to cup your face in his hands while regaining dominance over you.

he swings his leg around you, straddling you, and goes on to pin your body down onto the bed. hovering above you, restricting your movements while still lustfully french kissing, you fall in even further with this man.

he sits back up for a second to say, “you taste delicious, sweets. i can’t believe i’ve been missing out this whole time”

“i want you, bucky, please”

“you have me sweetheart”

“i need you, fuck me”

“mm so that’s what my best girl wants, huh?

“so eager to get my cock you just can’t wait.”

“yes daddy. i want my best friend to fuck me”

“oh you need that so bad, don’t you? such a needy slut,” he scoffs mockingly,

“clothes off. now.” he orders you and you obey; both stripping yourselves of your clothing, allowing bucky to see your body in all of its glory.

“fuck.” you can tell he’s aroused by your stunning body by the way he can’t take his eyes off of you and how the tent in his pants is growing larger by the second.

you wrap your arms around his neck, giving him another kiss and you both smile against each other’s lips, sharing a precious moment before he sits down on your bed, patting his leg signaling for you to rest on it.

“i want to make love to you, i want it all night. so you’re going to have to work your way up. ride my thigh first, sweets.”

you protest, “bucky, put your cock in me, please, i need it”

“you’re so hard to resist, i wanna give in,” gritting his teeth. “but i just want to move slowly so we can take our precious time together, okay sweetheart? can my best girl do that for me?”

“okay. i’ve always fantasized about getting off on your thigh anyway.”

you begin grinding yourself on his firm muscles, staring at this look of pure lust he has on his gorgeous face.

“oh yeah? you think about riding your best friend while touching yourself at night? i bet there’s been so many times you’ve lied in bed in the room just feet away from me, getting off to the thought of me.”

“i have, i do it almost every night.”

you start humping his leg even harder

he bites his lip, holding back a groan, “you’re killing me sweets.”

“good thing about this time, though,” he smirks, “is that it’s reality and you can do whatever you want to me. right here, right now.”

“can i- fuck,” you moan from the friction on your pussy, “can i taste your cock, please?”

“god sweetheart it’s almost impossible not to directly give in to you. since you asked so nicely like the good girl i know you are, of course you can put your pretty little mouth around my dick, baby.”

you look him in the eye, “jesus, bucky, i should’ve known your dick fit your personality”

“i’m guessing that means you think i’m cocky and that i’m huge, so, i’ll take the compliment, sweetheart.”

you giggle and take his length in your hand, slowly stroking it while admiring his beauty.

he throws his head back in sexual frustration and lets out a groan

“you’re the best, darling, and i know you’re such a good girl, but if you don’t put my cock in your mouth, i’m going to go feral.”

you obey and wrap your mouth around him, maneuvering your tongue around the head, and stroking the base with your hand.

“shit- you suck my cock so good baby”

he continues to let out a string of moans and glorious noises fall from his mouth

“you like this, bucky? you like watching your best friend suck you off?”

“yeah-“ he moans, “right there sweets”

“i bet my tongue feels good on your throbbing shaft”

“don’t stop sweetheart, you’re doing so good”

you go on, swirling your heated tongue over every single vein in his huge cock. allowing him to lose control for a brief moment and let out a long, deep groan.

“fuck, sweets, ‘m gonna cum”

you start moving your hand up and down his member even harder as your mouth continues to do most of the work, up until bucky starts throatfucking you- cutting off most of your air supply and gagging you. you wrap your hand around the back of his thigh, digging your nails into his skin

“ohh- fuck y/n, yeah take my cum, take daddy’s cum in your mouth,” he moans out while shooting his hot load down your throat.

you swallow gladly and open your mouth to show him how good you’ve behaved.

“what a good little girl,” he pulls you up with his metal arm by grabbing a hold of your neck, presses his lips barely against yours, and confesses “you sucked me off so well sweets, i think you’ve earned my cock. that right sweetheart?”

“yes bucky i- i promise i’ll be good for you”

he gently takes your head in his hands, softly trailing his fingers on your jaw, and parts his lips to mutter in a more romantic, deeper tone, “you’re my best girl” he kisses you on the forehead

you look up at him in his big beautiful eyes and almost swoon, then break the delightful silence by declaring dominantly “and you’re the best, bucky, so please, wreck my pussy- fuck, i’ve been dripping this whole time. especially when you were moaning my name while i sucked the cum out of your cock,” you flirt dangerously

“alright, romantics are over, lay on the bed. face down. ass up.” he throws you onto the mattress, leaving you backside up, giving you perfect access for his dick to slide right into your perfect pussy. but teases your throbbing heat before he decides to use his bionic muscles to flip you over so he can take in all of your precious beauty, admiring the look on your pretty face; and growls, ripping your bra straight off.

you gasp lightly, “hh bucky, just fuck me already, please fuck me so hard”

“good girls are patient. so wait, you greedy slut.” he growls while slapping one of your tits. you’re unexpectedly aroused by the sudden display of impact play you didn’t realize bucky would enjoy exhibiting, given he’s had to work so hard through his grief of every person he hurt as the winter soldier.

you couldn’t help but let out a whiny moan and bucky took the opportunity and ran with the degradation, teasing you for being a newly found masochist, “aww sweetheart, did you like that? pathetic, you like getting punished, don’t you?”

you whimper in response and he scowls with a smirk on his face, “all i wanted to do was just see your stunning, perfect body, sweets. for only me to see-“ he expresses while dragging his digits across your chest

“i just wanted to take in the visuals of this precious first time we’re spending, seeing each other without clothes, being in such a vulnerable state, revealing yourself without judgement,” you’re taken aback by the sweet sentiment. that is, until bucky decides it’s time to make another quip

“but now i’m done looking at you and i’m ready to start playing with you, baby.” he traces his cool metal fingers on your core, recognizing the wetness pooling as he barely touches you.

“y/n... did i really make you this wet? i’ve barely even laid a finger on you, sweets” he purrs mockingly

“yeah daddy.. hmph, im begging you- i need it inside me right now-“

“god what a needy little bitch” he grumbles and hovers above you to smack your face before grabbing a hold of your cheeks and gritting his teeth, muttering

“you want this cock? you’re gonna get this cock and you’ll see you shouldnt have begged so much for it, sweets. only gonna make it worse, gonna ruin your pretty pussy”

before you could even let out a groan, he immediately removes his hand from your face, wraps it around his shaft, and shoves himself into you so hard you almost see stars.

“OH FUCK! buckyy”

“yeah sweetheart, tell the neighbors who’s fucking you so good”

“ive wanted this for so long”

“me too, pretty girl.”

he slightly halts to slow his pace down a little to grab a hold of your face, bringing it closer to his. he stares deep into your gaze, and whisper-shouts the order

“look me in the fucking eyes. who’s making you feel this way? huh?”

“you are, bucky.”

“but who am i? hmm? your best friend? would a best friend fuck you like this?”

he speeds up his pace and starts ramming into you even harder.

“bucky- fuck- i..”

“i know, sweets. cant even form sentences because of how rough i’m screwing you,” he remarked with a sneer

bucky moves his mouth to your ear, nibbling on it to then slide his tongue down the side of your neck. marking your skin with hickies, claiming you as his. you whine and drag your nails down his back, leaving red scratches on your man.

grating his teeth while sounds of your moans fill the room, “you feel so fucking good sweetheart. wanna rail you like this every single day all over the apartment”

“please, buck, i wanna take you this way anywhere at any time whenever.”

“god, looking down at you fucked out, so beautiful, ‘m gonna cum soon-“

“daddy, i- i want your cum in me”

“yeah baby? look at you fucking your best friend like a whore. wanna fill you up, sweets- hhghh” he lets out a loud groan

“gotta c-cum bucky, can i?”

“what a sweetheart, asking for permission. go ahead, princess. let it all out for me.”

“fuck sweets i’m cumming”

you both release with the biggest moans and groans, riding out your highs.

the two of you fall back onto each other and bucky holds you in his arms, kissing you on the forehead.

you look up at him with a glossy daze in your eyes

“i love you, bucky barnes.”

he instantly moves his face downward, fixing his eyes upon yours

“y/n, i love you.”