#i'll likely tweak the back legs some more later but god i really am just so happy w him rn

[lokisprettygirl]

The Bodyguard (Loki x Female reader) (Au) (18+)

Read chapter 26 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 27

Summary : Loki is on a mission to avenge you. Katlyn gets on his radar.

Warning : 18+, Heavy Daddy kink, Smut, Violence, murderous thoughts, Mention of Suicide, Rape, abuse, sexual violence, Harsh language, bodyshaming, fatshaming, mention of neglect and abuse, emotional abuse, Unhealthy Eating Patterns, blackmail, starving and under eating, implied smut, mention of drug use, some weird feeding kink I’m (loki is) developing

As you reached the mansion Loki went upstairs to maintain the facade that he absolutely despised being in your presence more than he needed to, you saw Peter and he smiled at you, you haven't seen him since morning,

"Hey Pete how are you??" you asked him and he put the phone down.

"I'm good, it's nice to hear you call me that" you sat down on the couch next to him and gave him a smile. 

"Thank you for last night, he told me and I just..thank you for coming back and being a good friend" your eyes teared up and so did his. He never really forgot about you, you were always there in his head even when he thought he hated you. 

"You don't have to thank me, I just.. if he wasn't here ..in your life I mean, would you reconsider us?" He asked you and your eyebrows scrunched, you can't even imagine your life without your loki now. 

"I don't know..how am I supposed to answer that?" You looked at him and he nodded. You got up to go to your room and gasped as you saw Loki on your bed, he smiled so you quickly locked your door.

"Hmmm I finally have you in my bed like I said I would" he chuckled and you got on his lap, his hand wrapped around your hips as he kissed you 

"Rocky and Suzzanah are out, Katlyn is in the gym and Steve isn't here so I thought I'd spend some time with my client, make sure she's safe in here" 

He whispered between the kisses and you smiled, you had a pair of jeans on with a plain black tee and he just really adored the simple look on you.

"Mmm do you want to keep me safe while I shower daddy?" you whispered in his ear then you kissed on his neck, knowing far too well that he won't give into your teasing. 

"Let me give you a bath instead babygirl" you looked at him to make sure if he was being serious, your eyes twinkled and he tilted his head. He put you down on the bed and took his coat off then he placed it on the bed, his tie loosened and he rolled his sleeves up. He went to the bathroom to fill the tub and came back a few minutes later, then he picked you up, your legs wrapped around his waist instantly.

"God you're strong" you kissed him and he had to keep his eyes open so he'd make it safely to the bathroom but he stopped when he reached the door and pressed you against it, cupping your cheeks between his palms he kissed you passionately, his tongue played with yours and his hips bucked into yours, all of a sudden he twisted the door knob and you squealed, that made him smile too. However you were not ready for what he did next as he put you down in the bathtub with your clothes on and you gasped

"What? I said bath, you're in the bathtub, just doing what I said" he chuckled and you splashed water onto him, 

"Join Mee" he crossed his arm as you said that.

"Noo how would I sneak out in wet clothes?" you groaned and he smiled as he cupped your cheeks and kissed you softly, 

"I'll wait outside, be quick okay?" He told you and you nodded.

"Yesss daddy" he smiled and stepped out of the bathroom, then he laid down on your bed, he closed his eyes to rest them as he thought about what he was going to do with Katlyn in the coming days, he had already set his first plan in motion. The gym. With Eric's help he had tweaked the mechanics of the treadmill, that's all she used to stay skinny, she would get on it but she won't be able to get off as it wouldn't turn off no matter how much she tries, he just hoped she won't die because he wasn't done with her, he had just begun.

He wanted to hurt her just how she have hurt you all this time, the thought of innocent sweet 17 year old baby y/n being drugged and raped boiled his blood and made him want to burn the whole world down.

He felt your weight on top of him and smiled but he didn't open his eyes 

"Tell me that you have clothes on you" 

"Why don't you touch me and check?" You leaned down to kiss him and he moaned into your mouth, your wet hair brushed over his cheeks, dripping water droplets all over him , he pushed your hair aside and his hand brushed over your naked back l,

"Such a bad baby, naughty baby, and I thought you wanted to be good for me little one" he mumbled and you smiled

"Mmm I do daddy" 

"Then why are you all naked on top of me hmm?" He mumbled and you felt his fingers trailing over your bare cheeks, the touch made you shiver 

"Fuck you frustrate me so much" he chuckled as you got off him and his eyes remained closed. You were literally throwing yourself at him and he was not paying you any attention. He was built differently because you knew you were capable of seducing men. But then what if he just cared about you and he wasn't thinking about fucking you senseless all the time, like you did for him?

"Mmm are you dressed yet?" He asked as he perched himself on his elbow.

"I'm doing it..calm down" he heard your sad little voice and sighed. He stood up immediately and you were in the middle of putting your pants up, the sight of your panty clad bubble butt wasn't something he wanted to see today as he knew that would keep him up at night. 

He walked closer to you and stood behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist 

"Hiii" he whispered in your ear and you looked at him.

"Hiii" you mumbled as you pouted and that made him smile 

"You know daddy loves you right?" He pressed a soft kiss on your cheek and you hummed,

"Mmm but does he want me? " His lips moved down your neck and you moaned, then you felt his bulge rubbing against your ass as he pressed into you purposefully, 

"See what you do to me?" he whispered in your ear, his voice was rough, husky, and commanding. You just questioned his feelings and he had to set you straight. He turned you around and pressed you against the door of the closet. You placed your hands on his shoulders and he grabbed your ass with both of his hands to pull you closer to him then his hips rolled into you and you moaned loudly, 

"You get me so fucking hard, all the time babygirl..feel me yeah? You have no idea how hard all of this is for me, in every sense of the word" 

You gasped as his hips bucked into your clothed heat very harshly, 

"Mmmm dadddy I just need you so bad..I'm sorry" you whined as he kept you in place while his hips humped against you mercilessly, 

"I know baby but don't you dare ever question my feelings for you again, I'll fucking ruin you on my cock the first thing when we get out of this forsaken place" his teeth greeted as the sensation built in the pit of his stomach, he should have stopped talking right there because the way you responded to his words only turned him on further.

"Ohhh fuck yess please I want to be ruined, ruin me daddy please" you whined again as he brought you closer to the edge with the constant humping, his words fuelled the fire in you even more,

"Soon ..ohh I promise I'll make such a mess out of you that you won't even remember your name sweetheart, I'll be the only thing in that pretty little head of yours" he whispered in your ear and you could just picture it all in your head, the cottage in Indiana that he told you about, his bedroom, his bed, you on his bad, him on top of you as he fucks you slowly, you could picture everything.

"Ohh Daddy yess please you're all I need..just you..only you " 

"Mmmhm? Sweet little princess.. fucking hell god you're driving me insane" his movement stopped suddenly as he was about to lose control, his fist bumped against the door of the closet and he instantly looked at you as you flinched a little.

"Sorry.. just a reflex " you mumbled softly and he cupped your cheeks to kiss you tenderly. 

"Sorry baby, daddy is sorry, you're safe with me ..I'll never hurt you little one" your eyes teared up at the tenderness in his voice, such a contrast to when he was whispering filthy words in your ear. And God you were in love with all the sides of him.

"I know I know..I love you I love you" you got on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck and he picked you off the floor to spin you around, making you giggle. 

He laid you down on the bed and got on top of you as he took deep breaths, his fist clenched into your hair, he wasn't pulling, he was just holding you in place as he showered you with forehead kisses and cheek kisses,

"What if I want you to hurt me though" you mumbled and he looked at you, his pupils dilated as he processed the meaning behind your words, his cock twitched at the thought, though he couldn't imagine putting his hands on you, not even in a sexual manner , not after everything you have been through. 

"What do you mean?" You bit on your lips and his eyes lingered at the shiny glossy lower lip then he looked up at you again

"Like if I want you to spank me or choke me .. would you?" he cursed under his breath as you said that, then he took a deep breath before he answered 

"Maybe ..maybe I would, maybe gently and playfully but nothing too extreme, I ..I don't want to hurt you or make you feel pain, any sort of pain, I don't care if it's sexual darling, I just can't give you physical pain. After we are done satiating our carnal desires I don't want you to associate that feeling of burn from the hit and the aftermath of it with me, when you think of me I just want you to think of me as your daddy, as your protector, as your lover that would never harm you like that" your eyes teared up as he said that, men have done all that to you without consent and here you were offering yourself to him and he just refused. 

"You're like a god aren't you? how do you do that" he chuckled and kissed your forehead. 

"I'm not a god sweetheart, I just.. love you" He loves you. Yes he loves you. You are loved.

"I love you daddy..love you more than the moon loves the stars" you giggled and his heart swelled. Innocent baby.

"I don't think the moon really does that though" you chuckled and he kissed you again.

"How am I supposed to go out with a raging boner" 

"Think about your brother or think about my dad fucking Suzannah, his old wrinkly body against her.." he started laughing and placed his palm on your mouth. He had a beautiful laugh, everything about him intensified since you have fallen for him so madly. 

After he sneaked out you got a call from Rocky that your sister Katlyn had an accident in the gym and he wanted you to be there for her in the hospital, yes of course why not, because she has been there for you everytime you ended up there. 

You got ready and you wondered what kind of accident she had and then you couldn't help but think if Loki was behind this.

As he escorted you out of the mansion you kept your eyes on him, Peter was also going but in a seperate car. 

"Soo Bucky loses his arm and now Katlyn's leg is fractured?" You said to him and he was going to say something but he stopped, he didn't want to lie to you.

"What did you do?"

"I just tweaked with her treadmill that's it" 

You sighed as he said that.

"Lokii what if they get suspicious?" 

"How?? I checked there are no cameras in there or in the lobby that leads to it and Erik will fix it by the time they come for the repair, it would be like it never even malfunctioned " 

He had a mischievous grin on his face and that made you smile, you didn't want him to get in trouble but this was such a different side to him that you found really adorable.

As you reached the hospital Steve and Suzzanah were already there along with Erik, Steve glared at Loki and it made you roll your eyes, Peter smiled as he looked at you.

"What happened?" You asked Suzzanah and she looked up from her phone

"She fell off the treadmill" 

"Wowww" you mumbled under your breath and Steve walked towards you 

"Don't rejoice too soon baby because if something really awful happens to her I swear to god I'll make your life a living hell" Loki's jaw clenched as he heard that. He just needed an excuse to hurt you, whatever hesitation he felt for hurting these people disappeared completely.

"Okay but how do you fall from a treadmill? like I have seen her on it, she doesn't go above the speed of 6 ..she could have jumped off easily if she wanted to" Suzzanah shrugged and for once you didn't roll your eyes at the words that came out of her mouth 

"What are you trying to say huh?" Steve glared at her and she shrugged again.

"Just saying, I don't think she fell off the treadmill, she is learning ballet for a movie or something, she must be practicing in the gym area" 

"Why would she lie?" Steve asked her and she smiled.

"Must be embarrassed I guess" 

"Go get someone to see what's wrong with the treadmill" he told Erik and it was like even god was helping you all to hurt them. 

When doctor allowed you all to see her, Steve and Suzzanah went first along with Peter, she just had a minor fracture in her ankle, nothing too bad, but her knees were bruised and when she fell on her face she lost two front teeth.

You took out your phone and texted him as you waited to see her 

You looked at him and smiled, you heard Steve yelling at Katlyn for being so careless especially when the wedding was so close, it reminded you of the times they blamed you for every time you got sick and they blamed you for it. 

It brought a little satisfaction, 

After Steve and Suzzanah left, you visited her and she abused you verbally for no reason, blaming you that you cursed her and whatnot so you stepped out immediately.

Loki winked at you before he made his way into her room and he softened his eyes to appear more empathetic,

"How are you ma'am?" He sat down on the chair next to her and she started crying, the two missing teeth made him cringe internally.

"It hurts so bad" he placed his hand on hers and she clutched onto him.

"I'm so sorry you are going through this, it must hurt so bad to lose that pretty smile you had but I'm sure that can be fixed right?" he said softly even though deep down her touch made him feel disgusted.

"Pretty smile?" She giggled and he smiled. Dumb bitch.

"Prettiest, umm I should go, my client is out there" he rolled his eyes and she smirked.

"Ugggh let her be, I know she is so happy to see me here, what have I done to her.. I don't understand?" She cried and he controlled the urge to clench his jaw "Stay with me..I need you" 

"I wish I could, I really do, but it's my job, as much as I don't want to be around her I have to" he said as he pulled his hand away and stood up then he stepped out, the second part of his plan was in motion. He was going to play with her emotions the way she did with yours. 

She bullied you all your childhood which he could have forgiven her for, kids do dumb shit but she didn't stop, she didn't grow up, she continued to torture you emotionally and psychologically. The bodyshaming, the rape, the heartbreak, the way she was going to traumatise you for life by cutting your hair, he can't forgive her for all of that.

 And He won't. He won't stop until he has her as broken as she had made you feel. 

❤️🖤♥️🖤♥️🖤♥️🖤♥️🖤♥️🖤♥️🖤

[queennicoleinboots]

Swamp Ass

A/N: Alternate Reality. Shit just happens.

It was yet another 80 degree-Fahrenheit day in Georgia. But 80 degrees is not 80 degrees in Georgia. It's really closer to 100 degrees when you factor in humidity and radiation from cell phone towers. I was sweating (and eating) like a pig.

My husband, Joebear, was growling because his butt was sweating. He hated having swamp ass. So he turned on the air conditioner. He also had a fan blowing in his face. The bear needed to be cool in order to not go bear shit on the world.

Speaking of bears, Colonel Mac, a gray bear, was riding over swamp land in his power wheelchair. His wheels were getting stuck in the swamp bog, so he kept having to ride one foot forward and two feet back. He was also grumbling about having a swamp ass because it was sweating in the chair. Clearly, he was having a fucked-up day.

Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing also had a terrible case of swamp ass. He was taking a huge shit on some documents he needed to get rid of because his shredder stopped working. His angry brown bear wife named Megara thought his swamp ass was being put to good use. She had swamp ass, too.

I also had swamp ass. I was sitting under a tree in the swamp and eating vegetable soup and chocolate. I was also waiting on my husband's meatloaf to finish cooking so I could eat that. It had swamp ass, too.

Paul the Goat was trying to mow the swamp with his lawn mower because he was sick of the bog. His lawn mower broke. He started bleating with a deep voice and beating the hell out of the lawn mower. Apparently, he would scratch his butt every now and then. He lacked air conditioner and hot water. He had a case of swamp ass, too.

Hollywood, his horse that joined the Secret American Society of Sexually Frustrated Goats literally a second ago, also just took a sloppy, green dump on the lawn mower. His leg was in severe pain and needed an X-ray specifically done by a sexually frustrated goat veterinarian. Hollywood also had swamp ass.

Joebear realized that he could smell the horse shit. He sniffed the air and asked, "Whoa! What the fuck is that bullshit smell?" He squinched his nose and looked around to see Paul the Goat peeing on the lawn mower to rinse the horse shit off of it. The smell of the piss and shit was being caught in the fan. "Oh my God I'm braindead!" Joebear turned off the fan and stuck his head in the computer screen. "Actually braindead." Joebear scratched his head. He laughed. "That's fucked up. That's very much fucked up. And sometimes I wonder why I'm fucked up."

I laughed at my husband and said, "I'm sorry, bae. I'm fucked up."

Colonel Mac ran into a tree when he was backing up. The tree was moist and left a wet streak on Colonel Mac's back. "What the fuck is wrong with this tree?!" he screamed as he went forward and looked behind him as he shook his fist at the tree. "DOES IT NEED A MASSAGE?!" Even the tree had swamp ass.

"Apparently," I said. "I need a forehead massage to deal with all of this swamp ass!" I started to massage my own forehead.

"OH MY GOD!!!!!! FUCKING KIDDING ME?!!!!!" Joebear screamed at his computer. Apparently, it had swamp ass, too.

Colonel Mac tried to ride over to me before the damn wheelchair got caught on a fuckass tree root and sent him flying toward me. "HOLY SHIT!" he yelled in a strong Southern accent.

"All right. Time to get around this guy's dumb shit. Mother fucker!" Joebear growled as he referred to the tree with swamp ass and glared at his computer screen.

"I managed to get around the guy's dumb shit!" Colonel Mac screamed as his body ended up going through my forehead at Ludacris speed. He went physically through a tree before screaming as he landed right between Joebear and me. Then, Colonel Mac got up and started dancing a gig to the Chicken Dance song.

"Goddammit fucking horse!" Joebear screamed before Hollywood ran his bear ass over. The horse then kicked the shit out of the oven where the meatloaf was. "Ugh. Calm that shit down!" Joebear rolled over and growled.

Colonel Mac farted as he danced. Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing farted as he ate a piece of a chicken. I farted as my ass was now foggy bottom.

The oven threw out the meatloaf and flew into Joebear's bear ass. "Just random kids! Why are they writing stories about my dinner going in my ass? Let's get rid of this dumb shit." On that note, Joebear took a shit. He also cussed out Black Desert Online and Magic the Gathering as he played them on his computer. He tried to play League of Legends, but he kept getting matches where he was 4 versus 5.

Colonel Mac also took this moment to take a shit to finish the dance. His ass was now a swamp. His shit literally consumed all of us. Now we were located in Swamp Ass Mac in Logantown, Georgia. This man hugged everyone as dudes do. No homo. No gay shit.

Skipjacks were swimming around in Mac's shit. Peter, my curly-haired jerk ex-client with green eyes, was sitting on a toilet that was on top of a shit wave that crashed near us.

Peter growled. "Dammit! Over a year later, and it happened again. Explosive diarrhea. Fuck me. I'm a zombie who has been radiated by nearby cell phone towers. OH AND I HAVE COVID-19!" he screamed as he remained on the toilet.

Joebear ate a piece of meatloaf before looking at him. "Dude, you're fucked up."

"Oh God. My long lost cousin's sister's brother's former college roommate almost had Covid a month ago. You're the first asshole who has it this month," Colonel Mac said. "Something tells me you're a swamp asshole."

"WHO IS HE TO YOU?!" Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing sang randomly.

"Absolutely nobody," Colonel Mac said with a hearty laugh.

"What was the point of mentioning it then?" Megara asked as she threw her left hip to the side.

"The son'a bitch was a Democrat!" Colonel Mac said with a snort laugh.

"Really? I heard almost all Democrats had it," Peter said as he blinked.

"Yep. Only liberals have it," I said as I poked his right shoulder repeatedly.

"Oh fuck you, Xara!" Peter said as he rolled his eyes and poked me repeatedly. "Everything's political with you!"

Joebear ate a fish that was in Peter's shit wave. "What am I going to do about my balls?"

"I don't know, bae. You have swamp balls," I said.

"Swamp balls? What the fuck are those?" Joebear asked.

"They're like swamp ass. You have sweaty balls," I said.

Joebear stared at me with his bear brown eyes. "... Girl. You fucked up," he said.

Colonel Mac growled in agreement.

A random song from the 80s, "Hi! ho! Let's Go!" started playing in the swamp.

"Shut the. Fuck. Up. Shut the. Fuck. Up," Joebear sang along. "Let's stick our dicks in a blender and see what happens."

I laughed so hard I had a headache.

"Why not? I can't have sex when I have Covid. Might as well stick my dick in a blender and feed it to these fish," Peter said with a shrug.

The skipjacks immediately began to swirl around Peter while making goofy noises. They were hungry. And they had swamp ass.

"Fuck off. I was being facetious. And it's a fucking oven out here! It's almost as bad as when my old Ford Lincoln had no AC. Thank God that fucking car caught on fire," Peter spoke.

"That's nothing. I abuse my dick three times a day and have sex. And fuck that car indeed," Joebear said as he growled and started masturbating.

Paul the Goat bleated and had to excuse himself.

"There are too many penises and swamp asses in this story!" Colonel Mac shouted. "This is gay!"

Joebear growled loudly and realized that Colonel Mac was correct. "You're right, dude. I need sex!" Joebear screamed.

Everyone bleated except me. I was eating more vegetables. I needed to shower. I had swamp ass.

"Bae Whuhhh!!! Let me eat! Let me shower!" I shouted happily as I ate.

"Hurry up. I need to release seed. In fact, I need to eat, too. I am going to eat a sandwich!"

So Joebear took his sandwich and remaining piece of meatloaf and went in the woods to await me.

Colonel Mac tried to get out of this story, but he managed to tweak his right knee. "Oh fuck! I can't even get out of this sausage fest story! I'm fucked. Sigh!" he complained as his right leg was completely consumed by the swamp. It had swamp ass.

"Story of my life," Peter said with a giggle. "You would positively DIE if you knew half of the horrible shit I'VE gone through. Especially in the last three years. Holy Shit being around Xara is a curse!"

I giggled and ate the last bite of soup. Then, I walked over to fish out Colonel Mac's leg from swamp ass and patted his knee. "I'll give you the transcripts," I said to Colonel Mac as I poked the knee once.

"Feels good," Colonel Mac said. "Okay. Send the transcripts."

"Fuck you," Peter said as he folded his arms over his chest and glared at me with menacing green eyes.

"Haha. You're a dick, Peter," I said as I left the swamp.

Ted the Alligator then drained the swamp. Peter was going down a toilet while he remained on the toilet. Colonel Mac also was flushed down the toilet. Paul the Goat bleated, and Hollywood winnied as they were also flushed down Swamp Ass Mac's drain. Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing randomly sang in opera, "SWAMP ASS!!! MY ASS PASSES GAS" as the end credits to this story.