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mischiefmaker615 · 3 days ago

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Euphoria

Summary: You and Loki figure out how to put an end to his nightmares.

Rating: R

Requester: @BlueberryEnbyXo (AO3)

Your eyes finally opened once the bed seemed to bounce and shift for the hundredth time tonight. Loki wasn’t normally restless- you often thought it was unfair with his super-fast ability to fall asleep, when it took you practically forever. Tonight seemed different.. an occurrence that hasn’t happened in a long time and as soon as you heard the first, forced exhale, you immediately turned over and sat up.

Loki was laying on his back, the covers having shifted to his waist while his fists white knuckled the sheets. With the dim lighting that came through the space in your curtains, it illuminated his bare chest and it shone with sweat as well as his forehead. His eyes were closed yet his brows were furrowed, his expression obviously disturbed and stressed while he began to take deep, quick breaths.

You’ve seen him like this before..

You immediately scooted closer, staying sat up as you reached to gently rest a hand against his cheek, seeing how he flinched before he remained panting with his eyes closed. ‘’Loki..’’ you whispered, trying to remain quiet and gentle to help him ease out of his nightmare, but it seemed he was deeply into sleep to not be able to hear you.

‘’Loki..’’ you said a bit louder, your other hand resting on his cold shoulder, nudging him a bit to try to wake him while you kept your gaze on his face. ‘’Loki-‘’

Loki jolted upright, making you quickly lean back so he wouldn’t head butt you while he gasped, taking in deep breaths, his eyes stayed wide and staring straight ahead. Every muscle was tense and his hands had practically the jaws of life on the sheets below him. it only took a second before his eyes quickly turned to find you, instantly his shoulders slumping to see you were alright while you scooted closer on your knees to wrap your arms around his neck.

‘’it’s okay Loki.. it’s okay.. I’m here, I’m okay, your okay..’’ you whispered, knowing his eyes were closed to listen to your voice while your hand raised to gently stroke your hair. ‘’..was it the dreams again?”

Loki merely nodded; his breathing having calmed down to deep breaths yet his heart still raced. He finally shifted so he could wrap an arm around you, burying his face in your neck and inhaling, taking your scent as an extra calming method while he mumbled against your skin. ‘’we need to figure out something else..’’

‘’I thought the meds were helping, you haven’t had a nightmare since-‘’

‘’I’ve always kept having them darling, they merely lessen the intensity.’’ Loki shook his head and pulled away a little so he could look at you. ‘’my body is different from yours.. Midgardian medication only works for so long before it is overcome and useless to an Asgardian. We have much stronger substances but it is quite impossible to go there in my situation.’’ Loki sighed, his eyes moving off to study the crack in the drapes.

You bit your lip while you looked at his side profile, hands gliding down his arm and clutching his hand while you stayed at his side. ‘’what about-‘’

‘’I am not going to your mortal therapist Y/N.. I obviously make her uncomfortable for my past actions, it will take far longer to get on the right foot together than to find a coping method for my nightmares.’’ It was almost a joke, but he was right.

Sighing, you leaned your forehead against his shoulder, trying to think while he leaned back enough to rest his back against the headboard. What would Loki do if it was you in this situation? If caring for him was to mild, you needed something stronger.. something thoroughly distracting..

You didn’t quite know it yet until you felt your hand slowly began resting against his groin, rubbing against the fabric and the outline of his cock, making him raise a brow and look at you but didn’t look exactly disappointed. ‘’darling.. whatever you are playing at- I will never say no to.. but might I ask your intent in this? Besides the obvious..’’

You raised your head off his shoulder to smile at him a little, looking almost sheepish as you hoped this would work and you didn’t just make his recovering trauma state into an awkward one. ‘’I had a thought.. what’s one thing I do that instantly cuts off your train of thought or sentence?”

Loki couldn’t help but smirk, his cock twitching and growing by the second against your rubbings while he raised his eyes to think. ‘’you’ve flashed me a few times. Anytime we’re at the table, your hand tends to find a home here,’’ he nodded at his groin. ‘’you kiss me- anywhere, your smile when you get an idea, when you-‘’

‘’so your body responds, even against your mindset?” you asked, eyes lighting up with a growing idea, while he merely looks at you with growing confusion and growing.. you know.

‘’it acts as a switch. Its often stated by you Midgardians that men think with either one of two heads. Asgardians are no exception, males of any species seem to respond the same when it comes to.. sexual needs- gods darling.. what are you getting at?” his last sentence came into a shudder, losing his train of thought while you felt him now and again lift his hips up to seek more friction.

‘’well.. perhaps when you are having a nightmare.. we switch your mindset. Sex could pose as a perfect distraction- and even if it doesn’t, I’m sure you wouldn’t shoot down a convincing experiment.’’ You tease him, watching as he smirks at you to indicate you were right.

Even if it didn’t work, at least there was always sex in general. This time, you are to try it in attempt to forget about the pain.

‘’..alright darling, there is no harm in trying it.’’ Loki agreed, making you nod and before you could pull your hand away, his quickly pressed against yours to keep it there. ‘’but I propose we finish what you started.’’ He smirked and your thighs pressed together with the familiar throb between them.

‘’I’m not tired anymore anyway..’’

The next night you both carried on the same routine and laid down next to each other, attempting to fall asleep while Loki of course is knocked out as soon as his head hits the pillow. You supposed it was one of men’s superpowers you’d live to envy for the rest of your life while you squeezed your eyes shut and prayed for sleep to come. You supposed it did, before it was much darker lighting outside when you began to feel the bed shift and Loki’s breathing hitch.

As tired as you were, you knew you needed to try this experiment and admittedly, were eager to try it out. it hurt to see Loki in such a state so anything you could do to ease his pain, you’d gladly lose sleep over.

You debated on how you’d go about it, the both of you didn’t exactly get a chance to talk over specifics because the rest of the previous night ended up exhausting each other in thorough sex. After a shirt debate, you smiled a little to yourself and moved down under the covers.

You were grateful in was a big bed and you brushed your hair out of your face while the covers above you ran against the top of your head. Doing your best to be quiet and careful, you moved yourself between Loki’s legs that ironically were spread open in his current sleeping position and drew in a breath.

You weren’t sure if waking him up first should be a factor but you knew you had not much time to waste while you heard his hard breathing even from within the covers. Carefully pulling his cock out, you gave in a few strokes before you drew it into your mouth and began caressing it with your tongue.

Loki’s breathing had seemed to slow down, changing more into deep breaths than pants, which you thought was a good sign. Closing your eyes, you concentrated on what you were doing and you were sure he would draw your attention if necessary. The top sign that told you he was waking up, was the fact that his cock began to grow more into your mouth where you had to adjust so you could accommodate all of him.

Scooting more forward, your hand had to take over the rest in slow strokes while your mouth took in as much as you could to the back of your throat and dragged your tongue along the side. Now and again you would suck and pay more attention to the tip before you would continue to hollow your cheeks and bring him back into your throat.

The taste of him had you almost smile with his cock in your mouth, your thighs pressing together with the familiar throb between your legs while you began to bob your head.

The sound of his breathing seemed to return to normal but you began to hear his breath hitch and sometimes exhale quickly. Your body tensed, thinking perhaps this whole thing wasn’t working so you pulled your head up. Just as the tip was about ready to fall from your mouth, you felt a weight on top of your head and it pushed you back down, pushing more of his cock into your throat while you moaned.

‘’just like that darling.. just like that..’’ he breathed, breathy moans leaving his lips and you could only imagine what his beautiful face looked like while you let him push your head down after he let you raise it repeatedly.

‘’fuck..’’ he groaned while you felt him slightly raise his hips to meet your mouth, his movements getting quicker while you kept up with him and your hand took care of the rest of what you couldn’t fit.

You felt his fingers curl into the sheets on top of you, almost as if he were tangling them into your hair if the blanket hadn’t been between you both. You could tell he was getting close by the way his movements were getting desperate and you quickened your pace before you let him push you down and hold you there, feeling his hot ropes of cum shoot into the back of your throat in waves.

You hadn’t got a taste since he was so far down your throat and you relished in the sounds of him moaning and panting. When he came down from his high, you felt the weight on top of your head lighten and you slowly pulled him out of your mouth, drawing up his waistband once more before you peaked out from under the covers, resting your body on top of his.

Your chin rested on top of his chest while you smiled proudly at him, Loki instantly wrapped his arms around you while he grinned a sex drunk smile and leaned forward to press a kiss to your forehead. ‘’the euphoria darling is making it hard to think of anything right now, I’d say this little experiment was a success.’’

Your body relaxed at the news, resting your head against his chest while you closed your eyes with a smile. ‘’it might be hard to fall back asleep with this good news washing over my brain.’’

‘’well then, I’d propose another experiment.’’ Loki smirked and you felt his hands slowly reach down your sides and grip the ends of your shirt.

You turned your face to look at him and even in the dark, caught that wicked grin of his when your body rose a bit at his new erection.

‘’how hard I could get you to fall asleep when I’ve made you utterly and thoroughly exhausted..’’

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simplyholl · 1 year ago

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Frozen Stiff

Summary: Captured by the Frost Giants, your time on Jotunheim gets interesting.

Pairing: Jotun Loki x F. Reader

Warnings: Smut. 18+ ONLY. Minors DNI. Loss of virginity. Size kink. Somnophilia.

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You really did it this time. Your father instructed everyone stay in their homes this night. Loki, king of the Frost Giants had warned your father, King Erik, king of the elves that he would be coming through Alfheim. If anyone was caught outside, they would be considered an enemy, and taken prisoner.

Your father’s royal decree had went in one ear and out the other. You were considered a trouble maker. Not because of anything you had done consciously. Trouble seemed to follow wherever you went. You were so unlike your sister, the future queen of Alfheim, and no one let you forget that.

She was tucked away safely in her chambers with the door locked. Here you were, hiding in the bushes outside the palace. You wanted to get a good look at the Frost Giants. You had never seen one in person, and you didn’t think the view from your chambers would do them any justice.

Loud footsteps echoed throughout the forest as they stomped through. The trees were shaking with each step they took, the force of their large bodies leaving holes in the ground where they walked. They were approaching quickly. You really should run back in the palace, but you were frozen. The first few Jotuns walk by and you’re stunned.

They are even bigger than you imagined. Then you see him, King Loki. He struts through and a wild thought comes to you. He’s beautiful. You had always been taught that the Frost Giants were ugly beasts that would take misbehaving children in the night. They seemed nice enough. King Loki had even given your father warning before passing through. He and the last three giants walk passed you and you count the seconds before you can run back inside.

Woof

You look beside you terrified. Your sister’s dog, Arnie, pants beside you, tail wagging.

Woof

He barks again. You grab him, trying your best to shush him. But it’s too late. He’s gained their attention. They turn back around, looking toward the bushes you are hiding in. You sink lower to the ground, trying to shove your body under the bush. You close your eyes, hoping if you can’t see them, they can’t see you.

But their footsteps shake the ground as they come closer. “What have we here?” One of them growls, picking you up with one hand. “We found a spy, your highness.”

“Bring him to me.” King Loki demands. You squeak as you are dropped from one huge hand into another. You shiver, the temperature of his skin is colder than you could have imagined. “Not a he, but a she.” He says amused, as he looks closely at you.

“What are you doing out here, little mouse? I warned your king that we would take anyone we found outside prisoner.” You swallow, trying to seem braver than you felt. “My father, King Erik, he did command the whole village to stay inside, your highness. I was simply curious and I wanted to see you for myself.”

Loki looks at you in the palm of his hand, amusement dancing on his features. “Your father, the king? So that makes you a princess? Are you the heir to the throne?” You shake your head. “No, your highness, that would be my sister.” You introduce yourself hoping it will get you out of this situation.

“A princess for a prisoner. What an interesting day it’s turning out to be.” He sneers. “No, wait!” You protest. He closes his hand around you, silencing you. When you arrive in Jotunheim, you are brought to a room with a giant bed, huge fluffy pillows, and a roaring fireplace. King Loki places you on the bed.

“This isn’t normally how I treat my prisoners, but you are still a princess. As long as you obey me, you may stay in this room and avoid the dungeon. You are free to walk around, and I will let everyone know that no harm is to come to you. Am I understood?”

“Yyyyesss” You stutter, you had been freezing the entire trip. You run to the fireplace, rubbing your hands together in an effort to get warm. Loki studies you, his red eyes lingering on your sheer nightgown. You really didn’t plan on getting captured when you went out, so you didn’t bother with putting on a proper dress.

You regret that decision now as his gaze lands on your breasts, heaving on your shaking form. He could see everything through the nightgown, and he was already looking, so you didn’t bother with attempting to cover yourself. “I’ll have someone make you proper clothing. In the meantime, there are extra blankets in the closet.” He walks out, leaving you with your thoughts.

Months had passed and you were settling into your new home. No one treated you like a prisoner, and you decided for once in your life to stay out of trouble. You had been given a job in the palace kitchen and you were making new friends. You were actually starting to like it here.

You giggle as your closest friend Marta, asks about your sex life. As a princess, you had to save yourself for whoever your father chose for you. You knew very little about the act itself. But Marta filled you in. She answered every question you had without judging you, and she even gave you some tips. The most shocking part was learning that a male might want to kiss you between your thighs. Marta told you there was nothing like it, so you couldn’t help fantasizing about it the rest of the day. When you laid your head down to rest, your tried to think of more questions for Marta.

The door to your room squeaked open. King Loki walked in, shutting it behind him. He gently removed the blankets from your sleeping form. You were wearing the nightgown from the first night you met him. He reaches out, his long finger grazing your nipple. The chill from his skin causing it to harden under his touch. You sigh from his attention, but don’t wake up. He carefully spreads your legs, laying down between them. His cold tongue meets your center, and you buck your hips toward him. He takes this as an invitation, long tongue lapping between your thighs.

You jump up, searching your room for him, but he’s not there. It was all a dream. You confide in Marta about it and she says it must be your conversation. It made its way into your subconscious. But you didn’t talk to Marta about it the next night when you had it or the next night. Weeks had passed and still, you had the same dream every night. It made it awkward for you when you had to serve King Loki his meals.

“King Loki has requested you serve his dessert in his chambers.” Marta told you, handing you the tray piled high with pastries, cakes, and fruit. You knock on his door, waiting for his instruction to enter. When he calls for you to come in, you bow to him. “My king, I’ve brought your dessert.” He’s propped up on his bed, gesturing for you to place it on a table by the window.

He’s so big, he nearly takes up all the room on the large bed. His muscled blue form has been the object of your fantasies for a while now. “Remove your dress, and get on the bed.” He demands. You drop the metal tray on the table. “Excuse me, your highness. I must have misheard you.”

He pats the bed, “You heard correctly, little mouse. I know you desire me. You dream of me every night. I’m only rewarding your good behavior.” You fight the urge to pinch yourself. You must be dreaming. “How did you know about that?” You manage to mumble. “I know all, little one. You can hide nothing from me.”

He beckons you with his thick finger. You do as he instructed, removing your dress and getting on the bed with him. He lifts you with one hand, hovering you above his face. “Wha- what are you doing?” You stammer. “I’m having my dessert.” He quips placing you on his mouth. His long, cold tongue covers your center. You shiver from the chill. His velvety muscle curls beneath your clit, flicking it.

He treats you like a porcelain doll, holding you as if you might break. He could easily crush you without trying. You really were like his own personal doll. He enters your untouched flesh with his tongue, rocking you back and forth on it. Your small hands wrap around his fingers, trying to ground yourself. He drinks you like it’s water, the icy muscle tipping you over the edge, making your toes curl.

He suddenly tosses you on your back, his bulky form trapping you beneath him. He settles between your thighs. They start aching as he spreads them as wide as he can. It’s still not wide enough to accommodate him. So he pushes your knees to your chest, his gigantic cock nudging your center.

The thought of ruining such a small, delicate woman driving him mad with lust. “I’ll split you in half, little mouse. You would like that wouldn’t you?” Your still dazed from your orgasm, so you only hum in response. “My sweet princess is cock drunk and she hasn’t had any cock yet.” You nod, reaching for him. “I am the first to touch you, correct?” Another hum to confirm.

You gasp when he dips a large finger inside you, curling it upwards. “I have to get you ready.” He explains. As he works his skilled finger inside you, you rock your hips, hungry for more. You whine as he removes his digit from you, but you’re not left wanting for long. He thrusts into you, and you scream. He stretches you, and you try to adjust to his size. You feel him bottom out and you wiggle to get more comfortable.

Tears fall down your cheeks, the stinging not subsiding. “My poor princess. I’m too much for her. It’s only the tip, my sweet girl.” He gently traces the outline of his cock bulging in your stomach. Loki presses on it. “I can see myself protruding out of your stomach, little one. Do you know how feral that makes me? Such a small creature struggling to take the head of my cock.”

He tilts his hips, hitting that spot that makes you see stars. Goosebumps line your arms when you feel his breath on your ear. “You’re doing so good for me, my little princess. You feel incredible. I’ll keep you forever, my little plaything.” You whimper at his words, a gush of arousal soaking him. He moans, looking at your fucked out expression. He wraps his enormous hand around your waist, thrusting you down on him, faster.

Loki roars as he releases inside you. He pulls out, spreading your now limp legs. “I want to see me dripping out of you.” He lowers his head, black tresses covering your stomach as his icy tongue laps at you once more. “What a delicious mess you made.” He coos.