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thekatfuzz · 1 year ago
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Shadow of a Doubt (Preview)
So how about that episode 2 huh?? 👀 when I saw Loki using his shadow magic for the first time in the trailer even before the episode released I knew I had to write a fic about it. So here 'tis!
Pairing: Loki x TVA Hunter Reader
Warnings: eventual smut, shadow magic, use of restraints, slight non-con, slight dark!Loki. **contains slight spoilers for Season 2.**
Rating: M
London, 1977
Night in the city never slept. It wasn't a stressful or rushed state of being awake, but it was rather just alive and existing. The distant sound of sirens from a fire truck nearby, some honking cars here and there, and the distant music and chatter of people on the phone or couples talking to each other walking past you. The ambiance and the world around you seemed distant and unimportant in comparison to your important mission--compromise Variant L1130-- also known as Loki Laufeyson.
You've seen him before, at the TVA and in files that you read. He thought he was the God of Mischief or something. At least thats what Mobius said. You didnt know what he saw in Loki. Mobius has always been interested in such strange things.
Of course, the Variant was mysterious--and not to mention, quite handsome. The mugshot on his file depicted a good-looking man with chiseled cheekbones and raven black hair. Sure, you thought he was good looking, and you wouldnt kick him out of bed if you found him there, but of course you wouldnt go out actively wanting to sleep with a rouge Variant--no matter how hot they were.
You had your assignment. And you had your warnings. Loki's file had mentioned his use of magic and illusions and the image of big, impact text on the file flashed through your head:
"IF CONFRONTED, PROCEED WITH CAUTION."
But you weren't worried. You were in disguise anyway. Your Tempad and pruning stick tucked away cleverly and your determination on display. You've dealt with hundreds of so-called perilous Variants before, how different could this one be?
You got to a shadowed intersection and you looked around. It seemed quieter here. Flickering streetlights lit the slick cobblestone streets as low footsteps and indistinct chatter could be heard. A few people could be seen walking here and there a distance away, but there wasn't much here. All of a sudden, you could have sworn you saw a person appear out pf nowhere out of the corner of your eye. You would have usually just shrugged off as your eyes playing tricks on you in the dimly lit street and kept walking, but something didnt feel right.
The air felt colder and it felt like the sounds of the world were even more further away now as a chill ran up your spine. You felt alone but at the same time, like you were being watched. You looked around frantically, not even knowing what you were looking for. Your hand went quickly to where you hid your pruning stuck, ready to fight or fly.
Suddenly a shadow caught the corner of your eye on the wall. You turned to face it, but it was gone.
What the hell?
Your breathing became faster and you leapt into action, running away. You barely made it a few feet until you felt your arm be tugged backwards, halting you. You shot your head back to see who was holding you back, fully ready to fight back--only to see in surprised confusion that there was no one holding your wrist. It was like a ghost was gripping your arm with invisible fingers but very real strength.
It took you longer than it should have to notice the towering shadow on the wall. It was definitely a human, a male probably, holding your arm. It was like the shadow, somehow, was restraining you.
"What the...." you whispered aloud.
You tried to wriggle free and managed to for a few seconds, until you felt another similar invisible hand grip your other wrist. The next thing you knew you were pinned with your back against the stone wall, looking out at the end of the alleyway where light poured in through a rectangular opening.
Heart thundering and mind racing, you extended your neck a bit in front of you and looked up at the wall you were held against. Two large shadows this time. They looked the same, each holding your arms out to the side like you were shackled to the hard stone wall.
Then, you saw it. First from one shadow, than the other-- a set of sharp, curving horns began to grow out of the black shadows' heads. You watched in surprise as the horns began to bloom and didnt even notice the man striding towards you, eyes glowing an otherworldly green.
"Well, well..." purred the voice, in a velvety English accent. "What have we here?"
Loki.
The infamous Variant stepped out the shadows in a very elegant suit with a white ruff in his chest and a neat bow tie. His hair was slicked black and his hands were clasped behind his back. He sauntered over to you, smirking. Looking like a spider who had just caught a decadent fly in its web.
He waved his hand again, and your clothes changed as your breath hitched. Your disguise melted away to reveal your black TVA hunter armor. You gritted your teeth. This was annoying, but this wouldnt stop you. So what he knew you were from the TVA. He would be incarcerated there soon enough.
You jerked and struggled against the shadow bonds as Loki chuckled.
"Don't bother, darling." He mused. "Shadow magic--quite useful, actually. Very hard to break out of it's grip."
"Loki Laufeyson--" You said, hoping your voice carried more confidence and certainty than you felt. "You are under arrest by the Time Variance Authority for crimes of sabotaging the Sacred Timeline."
He raised an eyebrow. "Am I?" He said in mock surprise. He looked around. "So I've been told before."
He stepped closer to you, his features sharp in the dim light. "Go on then hunter, arrest me." He put out his wrists in an exaggerated act of surrender. He paused a moment then looked back up at you. "Oh dear, but you can't though, can you? You seem to be a little...incapacitated, darling."
"Don't call me that." You spat, blood boiling. Maybe you wouldnt even take him back to the TVA--maybe you would just give yourself the satisfaction of pruning him right here and now.
He looked taken aback.
"Trust me Variant, when I'm free--"
"I'll be sorry?" Loki said, sounding bored. "Yes, yes. Heard it all before. You hunters are so cute when you try to threaten me."
He stepped closer yet again to your restrained body, closing the space between you. You could nearly feel his breath on your face now as he looked down at you with his piercing green gaze.
Your heart hammered in your throat, loud enough that you hoped he couldn't hear.
"Do you know who I am?" He asked, running a finger down your cheek, making you shudder.
Your face flushed, praying he couldnt see it in the darkness.
"Of course I do." You choked out. "You're a villain. A Variant. A threat to Time itself." You stabbed. Loki smirked.
"Am I?" He said, amused. "You seem to have such strong opinions about me. Did they warn you about me, Variant? About how dangerous and horrible I can be?"
"I'm not afraid of you." You said boldly. "I haven't even seen you do anything more than your silly shadow puppets and your outfit-changing trick."
"Oh." Loki growled. He came even closer to you and grabbed your chin, his chest pressing you against the hard brick wall behind you. Your wrists felt cold and ached from the restraining phantom hands.
"Well..." Loki said, lifting your head up forcefully. He lowered his voice to a growl, and locked his gaze with yours. "Perhaps I've just been waiting for a moment like this, so I can do terrible, awful things to you."
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clandestineloki · 2 years ago
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“does loki think i’m pretty in this dress? he’s been glaring at me the whole party :((” reader X loki who is not actually glaring but giving bedroom eyes only his jaw is clenched because he is fighting for his life resisting the physical urge to take you to a bathroom and fuck you until you've come undone all over his cock
reader who’s covering herself up in bed thinking she's not sexy x loki who thinks you're a sex goddess and literally will not come all night just to make sure he can fuck all those thoughts out of your pretty head how do you not know all the things he wants to do with you?
reader who whimpers in her sleep and can't sleep without snuggling up to her loving husband x her loving husband loki who used to lie awake at night because of nightmares but now it's because your ass is grinding against his crotch and he's debating whether to wake you up or not because he's getting restless and so is his cock
reader who's on her period and is sniffling and crying because of pain and hormones x loki who asked her to sit in his lap so he could cuddle her but didn't know her intimate areas would be so warm and now he's stuck with a hard-on and an adorably horny wife grinding against him because it "helps the cramps"
part 2?? 😳
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obsessivestar · 5 years ago
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Steamy Love (Tom Hiddleston x Reader LEMON) Chapter 29:~Too Much~
Summary: Being forced to converse with the man that broke your heart turns things physical, in more ways than one.
Warnings: mild drunken aggressiveness. Lemon and angst at the end.
Read it on my Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/hiddlesstar
Word count: 2475
Tags: @theoneanna @midnightdragonzero @drakesfiance @kcd15 @ihthr @deviantsendbyreallife @bookgirlunicorn @cherrygeek86 @peachlobotomy666
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During the rest of the party, you and your friend got to talk to a lot of people, making sure to keep a distance from Tom. You knew people thought you two were still together. You're sure people are already bringing up the fact that you didn't come together or that you're hanging around apart from one another. You were trying to think of a good excuse, just in case you're asked.
You're not quite sure why you want to keep up the lie, though. Are you trying to protect him, or protect yourself? Do you think people finding out you two have broken up would ruin your career as an actress? Do you fear it would make your movie fail? Or was it deeper than that?
Maybe...you were trying to hang on to the last bit of an amazing relationship. Amazing memories.
You can...almost hear Tom's voice, as if he's standing right next to you.
You were cut out of your thoughts as a reporter shoved a microphone in your face. You blushed a bit with a slight wince.
"P-Pardon?" You spoke up, hearing a slight chuckle beside you. You turned your head a bit, your eyes lighting up slightly when you saw who was beside you.
It was Tom, standing next to you without any sort of tension. You couldn't help but feel slightly...happy. You felt happy to see him smiling next to you.
"How're you two feeling tonight?" The reporter repeated, smiling at you.
"O-Oh, I'm feeling great!" You managed to speak up, somehow forming a happy smile. A waitress came by with some drinks, Tom grabbing one for both of you. He handed you yours with a polite grin. You felt warm getting to look at his big, blue eyes again.
"It's been a fun night.." Tom spoke to the reporter, having a full conversation with the both of you. Tom was able to speak about you and him as if everything had been perfectly fine. He even had a great excuse as to why you two didn't show up together, mentioning the struggling distance between where you two now lived.
"I actually didn't know she was going to be here tonight.." Tom chuckled, turning to look at you. "I had planned to visit her after the play was done..."
"Awe, then I bet this feels like a lovely reunion!" The reporter smiled brightly at you.
You weren't sure if what Tom was saying was true, but hearing him talk about the distance between you two got rid of that excitement and happiness you felt in your stomach, annoyance and nausea replacing it. You are reminded of the last conversation you had, which resulted in a fight, all because of a misunderstanding. Maybe this was your chance to get answers. He wouldn't listen to you then, understandably, but maybe he would listen to you now.
You didn't really have enough time to think about what you said. For a majority of the night, all you did was drink, dance and talk. You had pretty much lost your friend in the crowd, but you were able to talk and catch up with Tom as if nothing was wrong. With all the little drinks, you even became tipsy enough to laugh and slightly brush his arm, and even caught yourself openly flirting with him. He had such an effect on you. Even if you felt a little angrier on the inside as the night went on, you two were perfect actors, able to play the part of a loving, flawless relationship.
You got a text late into the night that your friend would be waiting outside, ready to leave. Without giving much of a goodbye, you told Tom you were leaving. You were both a little tipsy, but you just wanted to get out of there now that you could. You were starting to feel a little overwhelmed, having to fake a smile for such a long time. Tom did kind of reach for your as you retreated into the bathroom, closing the door. You were a little drunk, so you checked yourself in the mirror to make sure you hadn't been crying without realizing it. You were upset with yourself for going through with this fake happiness with Tom. He's been lying the whole night about you two, but what could you really do? Announce your breakup at a famous event? Cuss him out days before his big play? Even with how upset you were, you couldn't do that to him. You couldn't ruin that smile.
As you finished fixing yourself in the mirror, you heard a knock on the door. "Almost done!" You called, but that just made the door open. You realized now you hadn't even locked it. You really were a little tipsier than you thought you were, and who had come inside just made you feel worse.
It was Tom, again.
He closed the door and locked it behind him, so you two wouldn't be disturbed. He didn't look as cheerful as he did before.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming to this event?" He asked you, his smile from before completely gone.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?" You asked, looking at him like he was crazy. He just locked you two in the only bathroom in the building, and you were supposed to go meet your friend outside to leave. "I'm supposed to leave soon.."
"You said you couldn't move up here, and then a month later you have the money to come to this event?" He spoke, crossing his arms.
"What the fuck does it matter? Why are you lying to everyone?" You asked with a slight glare. "You're acting like we're still together. For what? To save the movie we're in?"
"I haven't been lying to anyone." Tom huffed. "My friends know we're not together anymore, and now you've absolutely confused them by coming here. You've confused everyone."
"Well, maybe I thought it'd be funny.." You replied with an annoyed smile, reminded of the last thing Tom had said to you "A funny joke, cause I know all about jokes, right? It's all a bloody joke to me."
Tom rolled his eyes, stepping closer. "Don't do that, (Y/N).." He sighed. "Just answer the question."
"I came here with one of my friends." You replied. "Her boyfriend couldn't come with her, so she gave me the spare ticket. I didn't even know you were gonna be here."
"You didn't think you'd run into me at all? In the UK?" Tom asked, wincing some. "Do you honestly think I'll believe that?"
"I had hoped I wouldn't run into you." You admitted with a glare.
That specific sentence hit Tom rather hard, placing a hand on his chest with a hurt smile. "You hate me that much, do you?.." He asked, his eyes watering slightly. You hated how that sounded, instinctively moving up a little closer, wanting to wipe his tears before you'd stop yourself.
"I don't hate you.." You replied, shaking your head. "I could never hate you, but I hate that..." You looked down. "I-I hate that you...you didn't even give me a chance to explain myself.."
"I didn't need to.." Tom admitted, gazing down at you. "You made your feelings for me very clear. Wanted me to buy your parents a house, to jump start your career..."
"Tom, it was just my friend being a dick.." You dragged your hands down your face with a huff. "I wasn't fucking using you for your money. I could never do that."
Tom didn't believe that. "Well, you certainly didn't disagree with what they were saying."
"I-I should've defended you, okay? I know that now." You frowned. "I should've defended you.."
Tom disregarded what you were saying. He was tipsy as well. He was angry with you, and the alcohol was making it worse.
"At least they were half right.." Tom muttered before turning away to leave.
You didn't let him run off so easily, grabbing his arm.
"Hey!" You called, stopping his movements. "What the fuck does that mean?"
"Let me go, (Y/N).." Tom looked back at you, glaring some.
"Not until you explain what the fuck that means." You glared back, tugging his arm some. You weren't being aggressive, not that it would do much if you were. He's much taller and stronger than you, but your grip was good enough to keep him away from that door.
"Let me go." He repeated, his voice more stern.
"Talk to me like a fucking man, Hiddleston." You spat.
With a few sudden movements your grip had slipped from Tom, but instead of him running off, he walked you right up against the bathroom wall, holding both of your arms down at your side. You were both being aggressive with each other for numerous reasons. Part of it was the alcohol. Part of it was the anger you both felt for one another.
The last bit of it, however...was something different. Something you thought would've been long gone by now, but it still lingered and was growing stronger and stronger by the second because of the previous reasons.
It was lust.
Without a second thought, you leaned in just enough for your lips to meet in a passionate kiss. It caught Tom off guard, but he didn't pull away. You pulled back some to look at him, seeing a surprised Tom. You briefly saw his eyes darkened before he'd move in to kiss you back, a slight inhale leaving both of you. It was bittersweet feeling his lips on yours after all this time. You couldn't resist him even if you tried, already feeling a rush of heat down to your core. He pressed up against you, a tent already pressing up against your hip from his suit pants. You didn't pull back to comment on it, just keeping the deep kiss locked as his hands slid down your arms and to your hips. With a little lift, he had you hop up on to the wall, your legs wrapping around him slightly with your dress lifting up just enough to reveal your panties. Tom pulled back from the kiss and brought one of his hands down to get his suit pants off, letting them along with his boxer briefs slip down his thighs, getting his length out. You couldn't look down to see it, but you could feel his length already pressing up against your clothed core. With you still up against the wall, he managed to slip your panties down just enough to expose your soaked core. He looked down so he could properly align his length with your entrance, managing to push in with a soft moan, a shaky moan escaping you as well. He brought his gaze back up to you, your dark eyes locking with a heated expression before he'd begin to instinctively move his hips against yours.
You've never had sex in a position like this before. You always thought it'd feel a little awkward, but all you could think about was Tom and how good it felt to have his cock buried inside you after such a long time. You have no idea how you've managed to go without it after so long. Only now do you realize that it's become an addiction to be with Tom like this. Without it, you were a real mess.
He moved his hips up against yours with a steady pace. Neither of you intended to have this last as long as you used to. Even with your senses clouded by lust, you knew you were at a party. You felt his hot breath against your cheek as he leaned in to nip at your jaw, his hips moving faster and faster against yours. Both of you were panting and moaning as quietly as you could. It was so hard not to moan out loudly with his length hitting that sweet spot inside you over and over, even with such an odd angle. Your legs tightened around Tom when you felt a knot in your stomach, both of you letting out breathy moans until you'd suddenly feel Tom release inside you with a dark and shaky moan, tensing up against you as he filled you up warmly. It triggered your own climax, shivering against him with a shaky moan.
It wasn't until now that you realized what had happened, what you had just done with him. The lust and excitement had been fulfilled. It was gone, but you didn't feel refreshed or good. You felt ashamed. You felt embaressed, letting out a slight whimper as he pulled out of you.
You looked down at Tom, seeing a bit of regret in his own eyes, too, but also some...gladness.
"Wh-What is wrong with us?.." You asked, frowning some. "Why do you do this to me?.."
Tom understood how you were feeling, just by looking into your eyes. He may understand you better than anyone, even after all this time.
"I...I've never had this with anyone.." Tom admitted, blushing heavily. "I-I don't know why we have this affect on each other, b-but I miss it. I miss you."
Tom helped you stand on the floor again, blushing heavily as he got his boxer briefs and suit pants back on, letting you get your panties back on and straighten your dress. It was hard to feel any normal emotion with the alcohol still in your system. Its nearly impossible to think straight. You looked down shyly. "Tom, this isn't--"
"I love you."
You looked back up to him, seeing his kind blue eyes sparkling some as he gazed down at you. You felt your stomach churn and flutter, looking completely shocked. You thought you didn't hear him clearly enough.
"..What?.." You managed to speak, thought you were nearly speechless.
"I-I mean it.." Tom admitted, gently taking both of your hands. "I love you."
That embarrassment came back. You couldn't even find a place in your heart to feel happy. Your anxiety was flaring up. You haven't even taken your medication yet. You weren't supposed to be drinking.
Your friend. They've probably been waiting outside for a while now.
"I-I have to go.." You spoke, looking down as you swiftly moved past Tom, your cheeks completely red from embarrassment.
"(Y/N), wait!.." Tom reached out to you, but you were too quick for him to catch up to. You raced out of the bathroom with him following behind shortly before stopping just at the door frame. You wondered if people saw you leaving at the same time, but you didn't care. You just wanted to leave.
You couldn't face your feelings. Not tonight. Not after that.
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tom-whore-dleston · 3 years ago
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Leave it up to me to announce this at the last minute 😅
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You've heard of kinktober and kinkmas. Now get ready for Fuckuary 💘💘💘 just like the most popular smut writing challenges, I've selected some of my fave kinks to write for during the month of February, and then paired them with some of my fave characters/rp.
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Preliminary Fuckuary schedule posted below the cut 👇🏽
Day 1: Sensory Deprivation - Harry Styles
Day 2: Cockwarming - president!Loki Laufeyson
Day 3: Mommy Kink + Rimming - Kim Jung
Day 4: Public Sex + Degradation - Erik Killmonger
Day 5: Food Play - Simu Liu
Day 6: Daddy Kink - Scott Lang
Day 7: Strip Tease - college!Peter Parker (T.H.)
Day 8: Ab Riding: Pietro Maximoff
Day 9: Missionary - Tom Hiddleston
Day 10: Voyeurism - Peter Parker (A.G.)
Day 11: Breeding Kink + Praise Kink - Frank Castle
Day 12: Spanking + Anal Play - Xu Shangqi
Day 13: Tit Worship - college!Peter Parker (T.H.)
Day 14: Mutual Masturbation + Toys - sugar daddy!Simu Liu
Day 15: Bondage - Xu Wenwu
Day 16: Dry Humping - jotun!Loki
Day 17: Choking - Loki Laufeyson
Day 18: Cuckolding - Xu Shangqi + Kim Jung
Day 19: Overstimulation + Crying Kink - Druig
Day 20: Amazon - Tom Holland
Day 21: Squirting + Tongue Fucking - professor!Xu Shangqi
Day 22: Cowgirl - Chris Evans
Day 23: 69 - Druig
Day 24: Face Fucking - Eros/Starfox
Day 25: Orgasm Control - dad's best friend!Peter Parker (T.M.)
Day 26: Phone Sex - Joaquin Torres
Day 27: Thigh Riding - Chris Evans
Day 28: Threesome - Tom Hiddleston + Simu Liu
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cheebuffy · 4 years ago
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Alone for the week
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Warnings! NSFW Content!! Unprotected sex, Rather rough acts, and as always swearing.
Word Count: 2300+
The team was going on a small mission. It should last maybe a week or so. You were left to babysit Loki around the tower. We all knew he was far gone from needing world domination, but we thought better be safe than sorry. 
“Y/n, Loki, we’ll be back. This should be an easy one and, uh, no sex on the counter. please they’re new.” Tony gestured towards the kitchen and then left with the others behind him, a few chuckling and others shaking their heads. You, too, shook your head at Tony’s inappropriate humor. You turned to look at Loki, who didn’t seem to be as amused by this. 
“What? Is the god of mischief grumpy today?” You teased as you walked towards the god that towered over you. You have never felt so small near another person. That was one quality you found enduring about him. How small and weak you felt around him. It was like nothing you had ever felt before. Just looking into his deep, focused eyes made you shiver. 
“Aren’t I always grumpy?” He looked down at you and smirked. Yet another quality you loved. His devilish smirk and sarcasm drew you in like honey. Not to mention his deep, smooth voice. It reminded you of thick melted chocolate. You had sometimes fantasized about Loki, what he was like behind closed doors. What it would be like to have him on top of you.
“Well, not around me at least.” You smiled and crossed your arms. 
“That’s because I find you rather enjoyable my dear.” He smiled and leaned down towards your face. He was never this confident in a romantic sense. It could mean something else, but his eyes say otherwise. Your skin felt warm, and you backed up.
“You’re quite enjoyable yourself Loki, you’re quite enduring, actually.” You spoke as you tried to stand up straight and regain composure. His smile still stayed on his face. Dear god how it melted your insides. “A-are you hungry at all? I could order us food or something?” 
“I am craving something Y/n, but it’s for something else. Something much more soft and pliant.” He said darkly, his voice now deep and hungry. You would have been on your knees by now if you had any weaker of a will. He knew what was doing too. How did he know about your feelings? Surely you hadn’t been obvious or upfront about it to him and yet he knew he must have known. What were you supposed to say now? Nothing you say nothing pretend he didn’t say that. 
“Too bad I’m not pliant, otherwise you could eat me right up!” You said, laughing nervously. What an idiot. He leaned closer to you again, your noses nearly touching now.
“Anyone is obedient with the right amount of reward, my love.” This had broken you. You were now puddled in his hands. 
“Ah well, y’know, I should go to my room and clean or train or something like that yeah.” You laughed, then quickly dashed to your room and closed the door behind you. Your chest was rising and down like crazy as your heart raced from the God. His words weren’t short of perfect. The way his voice got darker with each sentence, the words flowed out so softly. You sighed loudly and tried to catch your breath from what happened. 
~Time skip~
You were now in your comfortable clothes, shorts and a large t-shirt. You opened and closed your door slowly to not wake Loki in case he was sleeping, and you hastened to the kitchen to grab yourself some water. Of course, Steve put the glasses on the higher shelves like a dumbass. You tried to reach up to grab a glass, to no avail. You tried once more standing on your toes to reach it when the glass was grabbed by a much larger hand. Loki. You turned around and smiled, looking up at him. His outfit was like yours; he had come a little more accustomed to the earth's clothing. A loose fitting t-shirt and pajama pants that were green flannel. 
“I’m sorry if I woke you Loki.” You let out finally after sitting there for a bit after staring at him. 
“It’s quite alright you didn’t. It should be me who should apologise. I was quite forward earlier. I assure you I’m not usually like that.” He admitted. You had never seen Loki so vulnerable. You smiled and let out a soft sigh. 
“I will admit it was out there, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t like it. I hid in my room because of how flustered I became. “You smiled and looked down at your feet shyly. 
“Ah. So you mean it’s alright if I do this..” He whispered as he slipped a finger under your chin and lifted your head up to look at him and kissed you quickly. His thin lips mashed with yours perfectly. You were shocked at first by the kiss, but you quickly got to the rhythm and wrapped your arms around his neck. His tongue now slipped into your mouth, your tongue swirled around his. His hand now grabbed a clump of your hair, gripping it tightly, causing you to moan into his mouth. This must have flipped a switch within Loki, his movements became quick and rough. He picked you up with his hands firmly on your ass and your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Loki carried you to the counter and dropped you onto it. 
His lips finally left yours, but they weren’t leaving your skin. His lips were now leaving marks on your neck, hickeys and bite marks now left on your soft flesh. Whimpers left your lips as you gripped the counter’s edge. 
“You do not know how long I’ve been craving to taint your perfect mortal skin. How long I’ve wanted to ravish your lips and take over every part of you. “He whispered into your ear. His hands now going up and down your thighs. “How unbearable it is to hear you moan night after night, hearing your body ache for my touch. No matter how much you deny your fantasies, I know I’m the one you moan out to at night. “Your mind was already so clouded with dirty thoughts you couldn’t possibly speak now. All that you could let out was gentle moans. Your eyes flicked down to his now fully grown cock, just aching to get out of his restricting pants. How your body begged for his touch. Every part of you wanted to be kissed, touched, ravished. It was all everything you could ever dream of. Without thought, Loki ripped your t-shirt open to reveal your unclothed breasts. 
“Loki! That was a nice shirt!” You scolded him, looking at the pieces of fabric now spread around you. 
“Maybe you should have thought about that before you bedded with a God Darling.” He growled before thinking once again. “Just for that brief outburst. Kneel.” You looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “Did you not hear me correctly? I said, kneel. Before I fuck you senselessly on this counter.” He stepped back, allowing you room to climb down from the counter and get onto your knees. You teasingly pulled his pants down slowly to get him more riled up than he already was. His cock fling forward, just begging to be touched. Precum already dripped from the tip, you slowly licked the tip, letting the precum gather on your tongue before putting what you could of the massive dick into your mouth. You firmly grabbed the shaft and jerked as you bobbed your head back and forth on Loki’s cock. Loki’s deep moans slipped quickly.
“Dear god I have craved nothing more than this, to feel my dick hitting the back of your throat. Your soft, flushed lips pressed against my shaft. Pet you’re marvelous.” He barely spoke between moans. You were picking up speed, sucking and slurping with each bob. Swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. He twitched whenever you paid special attention to his head. You noted this. Backing your head away from his shaft, but still jerked ever so slightly with your small hand. Your thumb grazed over his tip and you watched him tilt his head back, his mouth opening slightly to let out a low groan. Everything about him felt like a dream. 
“Now my dear, get back up here and spread those flushed legs of yours.” You obeyed without hesitation. Just the thought of his touch made you want to obey his every order. He had you under his erotic spell. It worked like nothing you’ve ever felt before. Your thoughts were dragged back to his slender toned stomach from him, quickly taking off his shirt, tossing it away like trash. You took a second to admire his cool pale body, how it seemed to glow in the moonlight that shed through the windows. He now knelt in front of your sex. He pressed a finger to his closed mouth to shush you, then ripped open the shorts. You rolled your eyes at him and waited for his touch. He stood back up, still taller than you, even while you sat on the counter. You both kept strong eye contact while he caressed your left breast, tugging at the already hard nipple. You tried to conceal your moans from him to tease him more. How he did not like that.
“What’s the matter, darling?” You teased through your teeth. 
“Your moans are music to my ears, and I know once you’re pushed to your edge, you’re a screaming creature. Jolting and thrashing around, your legs shaking from the pure pleasure coursing through your body. Relax and give in, my dear. “His voice is deep and hungry. He knew everything about you. It was insane.
“Look at you dripping with wetness.” He laughed and lowered his hand to your wet pussy. It begged for his touch, his middle finger just barely pressed on your swollen clit and you already were arching your back. He started making small circles around it, causing your muscles to tighten. Just as you were adjusting to his touch, he quickly slipped a long finger into your wet quim. You screamed out from his sudden movement as his finger slid in and out of you. It had only been seconds, but you were already drawing closer to your climax. You began moving your hips along with his finger movements. Your moans were becoming louder and more spastic. You closed your eyes and let out another yelp. When suddenly it stopped. 
“Wha-what? Why did you stop?” You whined while trying to catch your breath. He smiled before licking his lips. If you were any more eager, you would have grabbed his hand and fucked yourself with it. 
“Oh, lover you’re so eager. If I had gone any longer, you would have crumbled in my hands. And now we can’t have that.” He spoke while lining his still fully erect dick with your entrance. “Now don’t fret. I have something much better than my fingers.” You both groaned out as he slid into your pussy with ease you were so tight. It gripped around him and you quickly cling yourself around him. “Heavens, I can barely hold myself back from spilling my seed deep inside your womb.” After he spoke, he shoved himself fully into you, every inch hitting every sensitive spot within your pussy. You screamed out as he hit the deepest part within. Digging your nails into his back surely leaves marks behind. He thrust slowly so you could adjust to him. Each thrust in made you moan out his name. The moans seemed to do a number on him since he quickly picked up speed. Your skin slapped against each other, barely audible from the sounds of both of you moaning out to each other. The way his cock fit perfectly within your pussy, it was as though you were meant for one another. Your legs quivered as your release grew near, building and building with each thrust. 
“Loki I- I’m gonna cum.” You moaned out, your back arching and your hips rocking uncontrollably. His thrusts were becoming more sloppy, he was getting close too. Before you knew it, your orgasm had hit, and you loved it. Your pussy squeezed around his cock, milking it while you ride out your orgasm. You screamed and moaned out for Loki, your legs shaking like electricity running through you. After you finished, Loki came right after thrusting deeply into you, hitting your cervix with a slam. You felt his warm cum fill you up while he moaned into your ear. He pulled out soon after and you both were catching your breath and amazed at each other. His cum now dripping out of your hole.
“Oh dear, let me get you cleaned up.” He softly smiled before walking over and getting a towel, then going back to your restless body and cleaning you up. You felt such a high euphoria from him it was intoxicating. He kissed you softly, then quickly disregarded the towel. 
“I love you. “You admitted with a smile. Your naked chest still heaving from everything. Then you realized what you said and quickly became flushed. “I’m sorry.” 
“My dear, it is alright, I’m quite infatuated with you as well. Shall I carry you to your bedroom?” He offered whilst pulling up his pants and handing you his shirt to cover yourself with. You nodded while you shyly took the shirt from him and put it on with ease. He scooped you up in his arms and carried you away. Just before he reached your door, you stopped him.
“Wait! Can I stay in your room?” You asked, while trying not to giggle. He laughed softly, then kissed your forehead, carrying you to his room. To now have some well deserved after care.
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catyo90 · 3 years ago
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Loki x F!Reader: Wedding Night (NSFW)
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You were more nervous than you ever were. It was your wedding night. You walked around the room rubbing your hands together awaiting your husband to enter. You tried your best to calm yourself but you couldn't help but become flustered.
"What if he finds me unattractive or perhaps he won't even wish to lay with me."
As you spoke to yourself you wondered why he chose you. You were no one special at least compared to Lady Sif. You knew Loki in the past had feelings for her but now. You honestly had no idea what to think.
It even surprised you to know that Loki asked your family for your hand. You were at all upset about being married to him but the pressure to please a god was clearly getting to you.
"How can I do this, I do love him but what if I ruin this night."
The sudden sound of the bedroom door opening behind you made you jump slightly as you saw Loki walk inside as two of the maidens closed the doors leaving the two of you alone. The silence was as sharp as a dagger. You couldn't help but feel like anything you said would make the silence even worse.
You bowed your head bringing your hands to your center.
"Loki..."
You couldn't think of what to say as the sound of his footsteps drew closer. The sudden feeling of his hand on your bare shoulder made you shiver, his hand moved away as he looked away.
'Forgive me. I should have known this was all too much."
Loki started to turn around and leave. That was until he felt you embrace him from behind. He looked over his shoulder as he brought a hand to yours which were on his chest.
"Don't go."
Loki said nothing as he brought his attention back to you. You felt his hands capture your face to bring you to look at him.
"I'm not going to force you into this, Y/n."
"Your not. I'm... I'm just afraid that...I might not be enough for you."
You breathed in his scent as he gently kissed your forehead bringing his lips down to your neck making your moan ever so slightly.
"You could never disappoint me. Your perfect."
He walked backward to the bed taking your hand in his bringing you to the bed. He sat down on the edge and kissed your hands until he brought you to sit down on his lap. He could feel shivering all over your body, he looked at you and brought an arm around your back holding you closer.
You felt him bring his lips to your shoulders kissing up to the crook of your neck. You sighed as he moved you even closer to him, his grip on you tighter making you moan in pleasure as your other hand trailed up from his neck to his well-toned chest. He may not have been as strong as Thor but he certainly did not lack any beauty. His body looked as if it were carved from pure marble.
'Loki...ah...I love...you."
The sheer sound of your moans made Loki growl as he whispered.
"Y/n. My dear. My Love"
You felt him lay you down onto the bed as he crawled over you sliding his hands up your legs hitching your nightgown up as he kissed your legs along the way making you moan even louder than before. You brought a hand up to your mouth to silence yourself. Loki roughly grabbed your hand away from your mouth above your head pushing you deeper into the bed as he growled.
"I want to hear you want me, beg me to bring you to the edge."
He looked into your eyes, both of you breathing deeply as you wrapped your legs around his waist bringing him closer to you. You could feel his hardness through the robes making you gasp to yourself bringing your hips closer to his.
You watched as he smiled at your sudden want, he shifted his shoulders and a green glow enveloped both of you, the sudden chill of the night air hit your skin as you realized he had conjured the clothes off of both of you.
"Are you ready my dear?"
You said nothing only blushing at him calling you my dear. He pushed you deeper into the bed as he brought his attention back to your lower body bringing your legs over his shoulders as you felt his tongue on your clit so gently you felt your entire body go weak.
"You are mine."
He growled lowly devouring you even more than before. You felt your leg tremble as you felt him push deeper inside you ravishing you as he grabbed your thighs roughly. You knew full well that bruises would form. You felt breathless for a moment as your hands gripped his shoulders.
"Loki..."
"Yes...Let me hear you beg for me. For a God to please you. I'll claim you."
You felt your leg muscles spasm a bit like a sudden wave of euphoria had passed as you felt his grip on your hips tightened bringing your sex closer to his. He loomed over you for a moment never taking his eyes off of you as you breathed deeply trying to catch your breath.
He ran his hands up your arms to your neck gently caressing it as he kissed you. You moaned into it bring your hands to his chest feeling his heart beating. He gasped as he took a breath bringing a hand to yours he shook his head.
"No. Tonight is for you."
Immediately he kissed you with much more passion than any kiss before. You felt your want grow with each second.
"Please..."
He smirked as he kissed you on speaking a few times.
"Please...Please what my dear?"
"I...want...no. I need you."
Your voice was barely heard but he knew what you needed. He chuckled to himself as he brought his throbbing cock to your entrance. You felt it against your now wet entrance. He grabbed both of your wrists and brought them over your head as you felt him plunge deep into you. He hissed at the warmth surrounding him as he felt your walls clench around him as a loud moan escaped your lips.
He looked at you with a worried look for a moment before giving him a reassuring look to continue. He started to thrust slowly at first but quickly the speed picked up as you moaned.
"Ah...Please...Harder...Please."
You felt him almost pull completely out of you before forcing himself back in with much more force than before.
"Fuck..."
He rocked into you with every fiber of his body and you felt your hips met his as your back arched allowing him to feel your breasts against his chest. With every thrust, you moaned his name making him want you more. You almost screamed his name as another orgasm came. You expected him to pause but it never came. He thrust even harder into you letting go of your wrists allowing you to dig your fingers into his back. He growled as the pain from your nails made him bring his head down to your neck kissing it in the hopes to make you crumble beneath him even more, even bringing his lips to your breasts making you scream his name.
"Oh fuck...Loki!"
He moaned as you gripped tightly onto his hair making both of you shiver in pleasure as he continued to ram himself into you feeling the full length of his cock making you gasp with each thrust.
"Ah...aaa...Loki."
"You are so tight."
His breath started to become shallow and quick turning you on even more than before. He started to gain more speed as his eyes started to show aggression. He brought his lips to devour yours, then bringing his lips to your neck biting at your sensitive skin. Your heartbeat quickened as your body grew hotter with every thrust. With one more growl, you felt him cum with your entire body spasming from the intenseness.
You could feel his seed seep inside of you while the shock of the pleasure you acquired made your whole body twitch. He moaned quietly as his thrusts became slow until he completely stopped.
You felt him catch himself on his side having you lie down in the crook of his arm as he brought you closer to him remaining inside you. you felt his hand reach around to the back of your head stroking his fingers in your hair.
He kissed you once again and somehow it felt even more intimate than before. He was much more tender but passionate as well as he claimed your mouth.
Both of you separated to catch your breath as you felt him tug you closer to him allowing you to rest your head against his chest cuddling up closer to him as you wrapped your arms around his bare chest. Both of you panted, struggling to catch your breath.
"That was...unbelievable." You said trying to catch your breath.
He smiled to himself as he gave you a quick kiss.
"Good."
You smiled as you cuddled into him feeling your exhaustion taking over as you intertwined your legs with his.
"Goodnight, My Love."
He kissed your forehead as he brought the blanket over the two of you humming to himself as he felt you slowly drift off to sleep.
"Goodnight, Y/n"
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princessfangirl19 · 5 years ago
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lokispettigerr · 3 years ago
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Untitled for now-pt. 1: Loki x Reader TEASER| 18+ ONLY
Summary: A TVA employee only remembers a life of classification and certainty, yet their world gets turned upside down when a dangerously dark variant shows up. 
Taglist: In reblog A/N: I have held onto this for long enough. I have limited time, but love to write. I don’t know if I can ever post more parts after part one, but I would love to! Let me know in comments and reblogs if you want this to continue! 
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Almost as if on queue, I smelled a sweat-tinged odor that proceeded a rather sturdy looking man with inky black curls, a sharp nose matched with cruelly prominent features and dark and ominous shadows that likely never left his face no matter how much light radiantly beamed upon his fair face. It all seemed out of place with his overly kind and knowing eyes-- they brimmed with glowing innocence; a pure magic that seemed to put most of the artifacts I classified in the TVA to shame.
Kacey, another researcher, stood behind him looking a little disheveled, but otherwise nonplussed. 
The man with the deep pool eyes towered, still as a statue and muttered, “Is this the greatest power in the universe?”
Steve jabbed my ribcage excitedly, taking it as a compliment surely. 
I shooed him away. 
He laughed and trotted out looking boyish as ever, and cried over his shoulder, “See you later!”
I shook my head, trying to dislodge the sudden peak in my interest to the newest captured variant. 
I wasn’t an interrogator, never would be, and had little interest to be one. I much rather would continue my good work of understanding, connecting, and documenting the artifacts that were brought to me. 
In this quiet place of scribbling pencils and clicking keys, I was useful, I was necessary. A small part of something much greater than myself.
Everyone here had a role, each as important as the last, but knowing what makes a variant tick? I inhaled, closing my eyes in an attempt to clear the thoughts that rose, reaching a loud roar.
I turned my attention back to the Yminite, preparing to fully immerse myself in the secrets it would only willingly share with me. 
I stole one last glance at the variant as he was ushered out, my eyes resting on his broad shoulders wishing I indeed knew what made him tick.
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chocnat · 4 years ago
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Like You Like That | Loki x Reader one-shot
Summary: Loki surprisingly showed up at your door. You’re still hiding your true feelings from him when you wish you wouldn’t. Until Loki revealed something.
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The doorbell interrupted your thoughts while you were sitting on your desk, your laptop open before you, and the cursor of your blank doc blinks back at you. You turned to the direction of the door, unsure if the bell was real or it was just your imagination creating noises to break the silence within your house.
Until the doorbell was repeatedly pressed.
It’s real, you thought as you rushed from your desk to the door. “I’m coming! Who’s there?” You tiptoed to peek through the peephole. “Loki?” You opened the door to reveal the god of mischief impatiently tapping his foot by your door, donned in his leather, Asgardian ensemble - minus the helm.
“What took you so long to answer the door?” He said arms crossed on his chest.
You giggled. “You came to see me and you’re the grumpy one? What’s the urgency? Welcome back.” You let him in your house. “So, what brought you here?”
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clandestineloki · 2 years ago
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OH MY GOD i just thought of the cutest thing eVER imagine loki with an adorable shy cinnamon roll subby reader who gets hiccups!!?!?! when she gets into subspace?!?!?! and she's all "*hic* sorry it's probably so annoying *hic* can i have a glass of *hic* water? *hic* or scare me!!" BUT LOKI DOES NOT DO ANYTHING TO STOP IT BECAUSE HE SWEARS PRETTY LIL SUB CAN'T GET ANY CUTER
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hiddlydiddlywiddly · 6 years ago
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Synopsis: Tom’s reading voice is way too sexy
Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT
“Tom,” you drawled, lounging languidly on a chair. “Tell me a story.”
“I’m sorry?” Tom said, looking up from the book he held in his long fingers.
“Or read to me from your book,” you said, sitting up from your lazy position.
Tom chuckled breathly, flashing his toothy smile as he adjusted his glasses on his nose. “Not that I’m opposed,” he began, “but why would you want me to do that?”
“It’s too silent while you read to yourself,” you groaned. “Mainly, it’s because I want to hear your voice.”
Again, Tom laughed with sincerity, a red coloring his cheeks. “Alright then, as you wish.” Tom wet his finger on his tongue as flipped the pages, searching for an optimal place to begin. He began reading, and you leaned back into your seat to listen. For a few minutes, you sat there as Tom read, your eyes closed as you interpreted the story. You peeked open one eye and looked at Tom, who was invested in the story as well. You stood from you seat and mad your way towards him on the bed, slithering your way under his arm. Tom’s focus broke as you nuzzled next to him.
“Darling,” he said, trailing off. Tom traced his fingers lightly down your back, caressing your back beneath the fabric of your shirt. He noticed the lack of clasp on your back and the loose, soft cushion of your breasts against his chest. You said nothing in response, and Tom continued to read as he traced your back. The feeling of his fingertips gently running along your curves sent an electric-like current through your abdomen. The sultry deepness of Tom’s voice increased this surge, and you tangled your fingers in the fabric of Tom’s shirt.
You tilted your head up and pressed your lips against Tom’s neck, tracing soft, wet kisses along his pale skin. His hair was growing out, and the ends tickled your nose and cheeks as you worked your way along his neck. Again, Tom’s focus trailed from the book and he let out a shaky sigh. He dropped his arms, allowing them and the book to fall to his lap as his eyes closed in pleasure from the sensation of your lips.
“Read,” you said, and returned your lips to his collarbone. Tom raised the book again, and continued to read. His voice seemed deeper now, more animalistic as your lips worked along his neck and collarbone and your fingers twisted in his shirt. Tom always created voices for characters in books when reading aloud, you knew because this wasn’t the first time you insisted he read to you. Now, however, his dedication seemed irrelevant, as the sensation from your lips was distracting.
After a few passages of labored reading, Tom said, “{Y/N], I can’t read with you teasing me like that.” At his comment, you sucked a patch of skin into your mouth and bit, slightly harsher than a nip.
“Read,” you insisted. “Read or I’ll stop.”
Shakily, Tom gulped, which you could feel vibrate through his chest. You knew he would do anything to keep you from stopping what you were doing to him. He found where he had left off and continued reading, his voice still lurid and deep.
You lightly trailed your hand down his chest, and you felt Tom shudder as your fingers slid themselves beneath the fabric of his shirt and fingered his waistband. You gently scratched your nails into the hair on his stomach, which trailed down to where a soft bulge was growing beneath his boxers. You frowned, unhappy.
“Thomas,” you purred. Tom ceased reading and looked down at you, his eyebrow raised. You immediately slipped your hand into his boxers and gripped his gradually stiffening length. A moan caught in his throat and came out as more of a shocked grunt. “I was hoping you would be harder.”
“Darling, let me assure you,” Tom said breathily, “I’m thoroughly intoxicated by you.” You smirked, pleased with his answer. You felt his member stiffen more as you worked your hand up and down, brushing your thumb occasionally over this moistening tip. Tom’s breathing became more labored with each jerk of your wrist. You watched as he tilted his head back, closing his eyes with his mouth ajar as you worked him over. Harsh breaths and occasional grunts escaped his open lips, each sound strengthening the desire pooling between your own thighs. You enjoyed the sight of Tom crumbling by nothing but a few words, kisses, and your hand, but you wanted him between your legs. Whatever he chose, his face or his hips, was fine with you. You just wanted him.
Tom’s breathing was getting more labored, and you knew he was close. You removed your hand, reveling in the sight of him wilting in disappointment from the denied orgasm. He opened his shockingly blue eyes, dark with lust as he fixed his eyes on yours.
“You minx,” he growled.
“I thought you wouldn’t want to get cum on your clothes,” you explained, smirking.
“You’re still wearing yours as well.”
“Then please,” you cooed, “strip me.”
Tom growled at your words and attacked you onto the bed, pinning you beneath him. He crashed his lips into yours, devouring the taste of your tongue before departing to lift your shirt above your head. You raised your arms to assist him. His hands immediately covered your exposed breasts, and your cooed contentedly as his warmth touched your bare skin. You fiddled with the hem of his shirt and he sat up and lifted his arms as well, and you exposed his sendler yet muscular form.
He returned his hands to your breasts and pinched gently at your nipples, then he began to add more pressure until they were swollen, stiff nubs. His attached his thin lips to your nipple and took the entire bud into his mouth with a harsh suck. You couldn’t help but let out a harsh yelp.
“I enjoy your voice as well,” Tom said as he released your breast from his mouth. “When you talk, when your sing, and especially when you make such lewd noises when I touch you.”
The need in your abdomen was beginning to hurt, but you now decided you wanted Tom to touch you first, not just fuck you. Though, of course, you intended for that to be part of the night’s events. “Do you like my voice when I beg?” you asked, a bit shyly. You cheeks reddened as you finished your sentence.
“Especially when you beg for me, love,” Tom replied, finishing his sentence with a lower, hungry growl.
“Well Thomas,” you began, grabbing his shoulders and pulling his warm chest onto yours, “I need you to touch me, please. I don’t care how. Please, just make me yours.”
Before you had even finished your sentence, Tom had already begun on your jeans, unbuttoning them and slipping them down your legs. He admired your skin as he revealed it, and you raised your leg for him to get a better look at you. He grabbed the back of your thigh and rubbed your skin, massaging your leg affectionately. Tom admired the lacey burgundy panties you had on, exposing just enough of your ass to make an affectionate growl as he admired you.
“You’re so unbelievably beautiful,” he gasped. He grabbed your other leg and pushed your thighs apart, exposing more of your panties. Tom grabbed the elastic at the top and slowly pulled them down your legs, but his eyes were fixed on your glistening cunt. His cock twitched slightly as he admired you, as after he disposed of the panties on the floor, he swiped his finger through your folds. The unexpected action made your shudder, and Tom said, “and so incredibly wet. All for me. I’ve barely touched you yet.”
With that, Tom buried his face between your legs, resting on his stomach on the bed. You gasped loudly as his tongue made contact with your sensitive lips, and he licked you deeply, sliding his tongue back and forth, thrusting it into you, and tickling your clit. You slipped your hands into his hair and gripped it tightly, pulling him deeper into your core. Tom grabbed your thighs, steadying himself as you pulled him too harshly into you and opening yourself up to him more.
Your thighs began to strain against his grip as your felt your orgasm come closer, and Tom pushed your legs back into their previous positions. With a few more licks, he pulled away, seconds before an orgasm would have shuddered through your body. You sat up on your elbows, looking down at him with furrowed eyebrows as the pressure in your abdomen dissipated.
“It’s only fair,” Tom said with a chuckle, and you huffed. He crawled his way up through your legs, and the hardened bulge in his underwear pressed itself against your thigh as his grinded against you. Tom let out a deep moan at the contact, and he rubbed his hips against you again. You slid your thumbs beneath the elastic of his underwear and pulled them down his legs. Once you began struggling to remove them due to his long legs, he assisted you.
You reverted your attention to his hardened, large member. His whole tip glistened with precum, and thick and slender veins could be seen against his pale skin. You licked your lips, eyeing his size and imagining him fucking your face. Tom was watching your expression and he read it perfectly.
“Later tonight, love,” he promised. “Now, I can’t resist burning myself deep into your cunt.” His words sent more shocks through your abdomen, but his cock entering you forced you to emit a loud, shocked moan. He had taken you many times, but his long and surprisingly thick member always stretched you deliciously. Tom moaned as well, lowering his chest onto yours as he continued to thrust into you.
Each thrust matched the force of his first, some even exceeding it. He gave you no time to adjust to him, but each thrust of his hips was like a shot of heaven into you. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, and Tom gripped your hip with one hand and held the sheets with the other. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and he raised one of your legs on his hip, deepening his thrust slightly. You moaned louder as his cock found deeper parts of you, and he moaned as well. Soon, he sat up and placed your legs on his shoulders, still thrusting.
His cock hit you pleasurably over and over again, and with each snap of his hips your breasts bounced. Tom’s eyes flitted between your luscious breasts and your blissful face, leading him to thrust harder and sloppier. He leaned his head against your ankle, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the feeling of you around him. Tom moaned loudly, his head tilting back in ecstasy.
“Tom,” you moaned involuntarily. Your eyes were also closed, your hair feathered out on the pillow and knotting together as you bobbed back and forth. “Harder, please. . .”
Tom began fucking you harder, and you let out a long, loud moan that broke with every thrust of Tom’s hips. “Oh fuck, yes. . . yes. . . yes. . . yes, yes, yes, I’m coming!” you yelled.
“Ungh,” Tom groaned, leaning forward so that your legs were against your chest. After several thrusts, his warm liquid spread through you as your orgasm clenched around him.
Tom raised himself so you could lower your legs and then he laid on top of you for a while, his member softening inside of you. Both of your chests were heaving slightly. Eventually, he pulled out of you and pulled you into his chest as he laid down.
“Perhaps,” Tom said, brushing a strand of tangled hair from your face, “I should read to you more often.”
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lovinglokilaufeyson · 5 years ago
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Soulmate - T.H
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Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x Reader
Warnings: Fluffy!Tom, AU, Protective!Tom, Fluff for days, Smut (at the end), Cheeky!Tom
Wordcount: 6,825
Summary: Tom Hiddleston is widely known as Hollywood’s “bad boy.” You weren’t known in Hollywood. Tom, for most of his life, was a gentleman. But for some reason, within the last 2 years, he’d changed. He slept with all of his costars, who hoped to be the one to get him to settle down. You’d been waiting for your soulmate for so many years, in your mind, he was nice, funny, charismatic, nothing like the man you met the day your timer hit zero.
A/N: I wasn’t sure really when to end this, so I kinda just ended it. But I’m sure if people like it enough, there’ll be another part or two :) Let me know what you think! It seemed a bit long, but I hope you enjoyed. It was a bit of a slow burn imagine. 
24d / 6h / 51m / 10s
A little under a month before you were set to meet your soulmate, and your heart was skipping beats left and right. You did your best to keep your mind off of it, but it was so difficult, with your timer right in front of your face. You had gotten home from the grocery store, excited to make your breakfast. You turned on the TV as background noise, and heard some rambling about a new movie coming out. You rolled your eyes. Yes, you really enjoyed most movies, but unfortunately, some of the actors really got on your nerves. The snarky comments, massive egos, everything about them turned you off. It really did make sense why they always ended up together.
Yes, you knew that not all actors and actresses were that type, but the man they were gossiping about on TV? Definitely. Tom Hiddleston had started getting a reputation in showbizz about 2 years back, you remember. He started out as the nice guy, but for whatever reason, he turned into the jerk that slept with his female costars all the time. Sometimes you wondered if he even had a soulmate.
He was incredibly attractive, he had tattoos littered across his body, all of them being ones that he had gotten fairly recently. He wore leather a lot, with mostly blacks and neutrals in his closet. He just wasn’t at all your type on the inside. You, on the other hand, liked to keep things classy, with soft colors. You didn’t wear much leather, only once and a while. Some people felt that you were stuck up, but underneath that outside shell was a lot of hidden secrets. Your social media meme accounts, your goofy side, your somewhat strange sense of humor. Not many people knew that side of you, and you hoped that when you met your soulmate, he’d accept it. Hell, everyone had a weird side. Right?
22d / 3h / 45m / 8s
You had met up with your best friend and her boyfriend, Malik, for coffee. Malik was really good to Y/F/N. He was overall charming, handsome, hardworking, and intelligent. He was basically all you could ever want for Y/F/N. Although when you met him, you had to second guess yourself and your timer, because it felt so natural to be around him. But you’d never tell Y/F/N that. “So, how’re you doing, Y/N?” Y/F/N asked, taking a sip of her latte.
“I’m okay, I suppose. I’m really really nervous about this whole soulmate thing. You guys met nearly 5 years ago. What if he’s not right for me?” You sputtered out, rambling on a bit. You were really scared of the thought of meeting someone who really wasn’t right for you at all. You wanted something like Malik and Y/F/N, something genuine and compassionate. You looked at them hold hands and steal glances at each other. It was so natural for them. Their eyes lit up when they saw each other, and you’d hoped it’d be similar for you and your soulmate.
9d / 1h / 28m / 47s
You met up with your family roughly a week before your timer was set. Your mom wouldn’t stop talking about it. You almost thought that she was more interested than you were. But, you supposed that the thrill of her daughter finally being able to find her soulmate was exciting to her. Both of your brothers and your sister had each found their soulmates several years back. You were the only one without one. Even your cousins had found theirs without a problem.
Your dad wasn’t overly protective, thank goodness, he realized that everyone had a soulmate, and there wasn’t anything he could do to stop it. Yes, it took him a little while to come to terms with his little girls finding their soulmates. But he got over it and realized that it was just a part of life. “Guys, Josh and I have an announcement.” She declared, standing up from the couch she sat on, Josh holding her hand next to her. “What is it, Kayla?” Your mother asked in excitement. “We’re pregnant.”
Smiles and joyous excitement circulated through the room. This was bound to make your mother the happiest woman in the world. The thought of becoming a grandmother was something she had dreamed of, she loved children. And since she was too old to have her own, Kayla being pregnant was an absolute dream. Her and Josh had gotten married about a year before, and met 4 years before that. They were slow and steady. Sometimes your mother thought that you’d be pregnant before Kayla. Yet here you were, sitting on the couch, yet to meet your soulmate.
2d / 4h / 56m / 9s
You had landed in Seattle mere hours before, excited for your weekend away with the girls. Cassidy had insisted upon it, even going as far to book the flights before asking anyone. You, Veronica, Cassidy, and Y/F/N were going to have so much fun on the coast. Crazily enough, with how everything was scheduled out, you were set to meet your soulmate either in the Seattle Airport or on the plane. Depending on how it all played out. The universe had a crazy way of flipping things around.
Cassidy had met her soulmate recently. You hadn’t met him yet, but apparently he wasn’t too excited to go a weekend without his girl. He’s a little clingy, she told you. Honestly, Cassidy’s comment about Rowan wouldn’t have bothered you if you had actually met your soulmate. But you had no idea what he’d be like. What if you didn’t like him? What if there was something about him, or multiple things, that you hated? You were scared of the thought. You enjoyed a weekend of shopping, going to the beach, and just having a good time with your girls. You had gone clubbing the night before your flight, which you had all known was a bad idea. But you went through with it anyways.
14h / 6m / 23s
You had to admit, the night was probably not a great idea for you all. But you needed some time to just unwind and forget. Forget that Kayla’s pregnant, that you still haven’t met “the one.” Forget about the stresses of not liking the one you’re supposed to be with for the rest of your life. You had enough to be buzzed, maybe a tad tipsy, but not enough to get you totally wasted. You didn’t want to be a complete mess when you met your soulmate. Maybe a slight one.
Veronica, Cassidy, and Y/F/N, however, were almost too drunk to function. You knew they were fun drunks, but you also knew that waking them up tomorrow morning would be a painstakingly slow process. You set an alarm for 8:30, hoping to catch a few more things before leaving Seattle.
5h / 34m / 2s
You were right. Waking the girls up was definitely more difficult than usual, but you knew that you should go and see a few more things, even check out a museum nearby. Veronica pulled her phone out after getting ready, scrolling whilst laying on the bed, when you suddenly heard her gasp. “Tom Hiddleston’s in Seattle. Right now.”
You giggled at her. She was so immature sometimes. You loved her, so so much, but sometimes you wished she was a bit more mature. “We should totally go meet him.” You rolled your eyes as she spoke. “I’d prefer to meet my soulmate.” You raised your eyebrows at her, a bit mad she had forgotten about such an event. She knew it was really important to you. “Shit, sorry Y/N.” She apologized. “Tom could be your soulmate. Seems like destiny.” She smiled, and you rolled your eyes at her for what seemed like the 12th time that day.
“I’d rather die.” You thought he was nice and charming. But that was before he started sleeping with all of his costars, treating them like shit. He had-what you thought were-completely meaningless tattoos, and he had such a bad boy look to him. You much preferred his preppy, British look his sported before this crisis of his. “Oof. Do you hate him or something?”
“No, I’m just not in love with the fact that he sleeps with anything that walks.” You frowned, looking back at Cassidy and Y/F/N, who were still lying in bed, silently listening to you and Veronica’s conversation. Though, they didn’t make it obvious. “We should go check out a museum or something.” You spoke, and all the other girls looked at you in confusion. Apparently they weren’t as into history as you are. Your heart ached, you knew you’d be meeting the possible love of your life. Most likely, anyway. For some, their “soulmate” didn’t work out. They’d try to be together, but it failed miserably, and they went their separate ways, in search for a new love. This happened very sparingly, and was pretty rare amongst humans. Usually, the gods were right. Most of the time. There was always headlines whenever it happened, but you had only seen 2 in your entire life. You hoped you weren’t the next.
4h / 21m /9s
You finally convinced Cassidy that meeting Tom Hiddleston wasn’t something you felt needed to happen today. That you were already too nervous from everything else, and you just wanted a little time to do something relaxing. “Fine, fine.” She spoke, raising her hands in defeat. “If I never get to meet him, it’s your fault, you know.” “I’m sure you’ll meet him.” In the end, you decided on going to a museum for a little, then to the mall to do a bit of light shopping.
2h / 10m / 54s
Now was time for your least favorite part. Leaving a place you had grown to love so much. You and the girls had bonded immensely over this trip, and you were sad to say goodbye to Seattle. You and the girls got through security fairly quickly, making sure you had time to relax and unwind, as well as charge up your devices before the flight. You stared down at your timer. 2 hours, 10 minutes, 26 seconds. It was nerve racking. Y/F/N noticed your slight panicked expression and rubbed your back. “It’ll be okay, Y/N.”
“I know, I know.” But in the back of your mind, you knew that you had no idea of who he was or how he’d treat you. What would happen if you hid in the bathroom? You knew something would make you come out. The universe had a weird way of doing things.
16m / 33s
“Hey guys. I’m gonna go freshen up.” You spoke, standing up from your spot. You grabbed your smaller bag, but left your suitcase by the others. They knew you well enough to know that you wanted to be alone at this time, and so they simply let you go alone.
“Alright hon, don’t take too long.” Y/F/N smiled, as you waved back at them, heading to the bathroom across the hall of the airport. You immediately went to the mirror, checking your outfit and adjusting where you saw fit. You saw a young girl smile at you when you complimented her Marvel t-shirt. It really was an excellently done set of films. You liked all of the actors and actresses- besides one. Smiling to yourself as you got closer to the mirror, reapplying a bit of mascara, as well as your liquid lipstick, which had worn off slightly since the morning. 
You tried to fix every flaw you believed you had in that airport mirror. You were very insecure when you were young, and although you had grown, your self esteem still wasn’t perfect. You still believed the words your middle school bullies told you, at least every once and a while. But you shook off the feeling, knowing that right now was not the time for your emotions to completely take control. That was the last thing you needed. 
You looked down at your timer. 5m, 2s. A light squeal came from your lips, which earned you a giggle from the woman beside you. “Timer close?” She asked, and you nodded. “Only 4 minutes left.” You grinned, and her smile got bigger. 
“My son’s timer is going to hit zero soon as well.” You realized she spoke in a British accent, and you smiled. You loved accents. Hers was so adorable, you couldn’t help but admire it. “Wow, small world.” You watched as she washed her hands, and you looked down at your timer once more.
“Good luck, love. I’m sure yours will be lovely. Tragic it’s not my Tom, though. You’re very pretty.” You smiled and thanked her, hoping the best for her son and his soon to be soulmate. “Thank you.” You watched as she exited the bathroom, and you waited for a moment before doing the same. 
23s
What you failed to notice, however, was the ‘Caution: Wet Floor’ sign that had recently been placed outside the bathroom. You didn’t expect it in the slightest, and tripped-almost gracefully-over it, managing to knock the sign over and fall. Straight into Thomas William Hiddleston’s arms. Your soulmate. Looking up at him, you gasped for a moment, before blinking several times, not believing your eyes. “S-sorry.” You apologized, pulling yourself up from his arms, as he looked at you in awe. Tom had been waiting to meet his soulmate since he was young, and he was a romantic at heart. He wrote poems and songs of longing, longing for his forever person, his soulmate. You. 
You adjusted your clothes once again, knowing they must be disheveled from the fall. You put the sign back up, trying to make it more noticeable for others this time. Shaking your head once more, you made your way up the small ramp, leading you to your friends. “Wait up!” Tom called, rushing after you. You walked as fast as you could, knowing that nothing would ever be the same. You wanted things to go back to how they were before. 
Unfortunately for you, Tom was 6′2″ and had long legs, making it easy for him to catch up to you within a few minutes. “I’m sorry Tom-I just can’t be with you. I know about you. I know what you’ve done with your co-stars. I don’t want to be apart of that messed up world.” Tears welled up in your eyes, knowing that you’d have to find someone else. Which would not be an easy task. “Please. Let me explain. I’m not that guy.” You looked up in his big blue eyes, sighing. It’s just a talk. Just a talk. Nothing more. “Fine.” You sighed, walking with him to the nearest Starbucks to sit down and have a talk. 
After ordering your coffees, (Tom was a true gentleman and refused to let you pay for yours) you sat down at a small table, so you could look across from him. You noticed the timer on your wrist was darkened, almost black. You had heard of this phenomenon. The closer to your soulmate, the darker the color of your timer. It’d turn black when you touched them. “I don’t think you properly introduced yourself, love.” Tom spoke, holding his hand out for you. You grasped it for the first time ever, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel the sparks. 
“I’m Y/N. Y/N L/N.” You smiled. “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” He raised your hand up to his mouth, pressing a kiss on your knuckles. Oh, he was good. “Thank you.” You smiled as he set your hand down, allowing you to take a sip of your coffee. 
“I know that the media portrays me as a- um-” He couldn’t seem to find the words. “Womanizer? Player? Fuckboy?” You spoke for him, and what little smile was on his face before fell a bit. “Yeah, that. I promise it’s all for publicity. They told me that I’d be more successful that way, but I regret it all. I wish I could just be myself again.” He spoke, sighing. 
“So, it’s all a stunt? You haven’t actually slept with the majority of your female co-stars?” You asked, your hand coming closer to his. “Never. I promise, I saved myself for my soulmate. I’ve been waiting for this day, my entire life.” He shrugged, showing a small, closed-mouth smile. “The tattoos?”
“There’s a select few that are real. The rest are temporary that they put on me, but I can choose to let them show.” He responded, and you nodded. “I do like leather though.” You giggled at his statement, remembering all the times that Cassidy was scrolling on Google, looking at pictures of him in his jacket. 
Suddenly, having a soulmate didn’t seem so bad. He was sweet, and a gentleman. Good looking, smart, and funny. Although you didn’t like how the media portrayed him, it wasn’t completely his fault. He was trying his best, and Y/F/N was a screen writer. She had told you a few times of how stars were manipulated to be shown a certain way. You just chose to believe that Tom was a complete ass, but you were glad that you were able to talk and get to know the real him. “So, what brings you to Seattle, Tom?”
“My mom. She’s always wanted to come here. It’s our last day. I wanted to spend mother’s day with her here.” You nodded, smiling. Then, in a quick moment, you remembered the woman you met in the bathroom. “What does she look like?” You asked, and he described the woman you had met to a tee. You smiled. “What, my love?” You melted at his pet name for you. 
“I think I met her in the restroom earlier. She told me that your timer was hitting zero soon.” He smiled. It would honestly be so relieving if you and his mom got along well. He knew that it was something he yearned for, he loved his mother very much and had hoped his soulmate would adore her too. “She’s very sweet.” Slowly getting off the topic of him, he asked what brought you to Seattle. “Weekend away with my friends. My friend Cassidy is actually a pretty big fan of yours, I’ll have to have you meet her soon.” He smiled. “But I take it you weren’t a big fan of me? With the stories and all?” 
“I was before you went into your ‘womanizer’ phase. I really enjoyed watching movies of yours but then I heard about you and your co-stars and I kinda lost the feeling, you know? I did really love your classy style back then.” You smiled, and he nodded, smiling a little bit at certain moments in your answer. “I understand. The media portrays me horribly now.” You nodded, taking his hand in your and giving it a peck like he had done moments before. 
“It’s okay. It’s your life Tom, you can take control if you so desire. I believe you are good, as well as so many other people.” 
“Thank you, love.” He smiled, blushing a little bit at your comment. As well as your lips hitting his knuckles. “Where’re you going?” Tom asked, almost in fear. “My hometown. It’s called Y/H/T.” 
“Can I come with you?” He asked, suddenly, but spontaneously. “Yeah. I’d love for you to meet my family.” You smiled, a small blush falling upon your cheeks. 
“We’re going to go and talk to my mom, if that’s alright. Maybe you and your friends could fly with us in the private jet?” He asked, and your eyes widened, clearly not as used to this superstar ‘treatment’ as he was. You nodded, trying to stay as calm as possible. “I know it’s a tad overwhelming, love.” He grabbed onto your hand, intertwining it in his. You couldn’t help but notice how utterly perfect it felt. His hand was much larger than yours. Your timer faded black, and you smiled at it. 
-
Although Cassidy fell asleep and you, Y/F/N, and Veronica had to drag her onto the private jet, you knew that she’d flip once she realized. Veronica and Y/F/N were relatively calm around Tom, although you kept getting butterflies in your stomach whenever he called you a pet name, or said something sweet to you. You and Tom’s mother got along marvelously, more than he could ever wish for. 
Cassidy was restless on the other side of the plane, laying down on the comfortable couch. She moved around a lot when she slept, and you wondered how long it’d been since she talked to Rowan. Apparently he had made a big deal about her going out and drinking, although you were positive nothing had happened last night. You were sober enough last night to know. She ended up in the hotel room, in the queen sized bed next to Veronica. You and Tom were talking about so many things, to the point where Veronica and Y/F/N were almost sick from it. But they knew you were both just so excited and livid from meeting each other. 
When Cassidy woke up, you could tell she was pretty much out of it. “Where am I?” Veronica immediately rushed to her side, and you were happy that Tom’s face wasn’t visible from where she was laying. “On the plane, Cas. We’re heading home at the moment.” 
“Doesn’t look like a regular o’l plane.” She murmured, sitting up. She gasped, looking over at you and at the back of Tom’s head. “Did I miss it?” She pouted, walking up to you two. She was finally able to see Tom’s face and she gasped once again. “Tom Hiddleston!” She squealed, immediately enveloping him in a hug. “Hello there love, nice to meet you.” He smiled, giving her a quick hug back. She released him in a moment, looking back and forth between the two of you. “Are you?” 
“Yep.” Tom smiled, grabbing your hand and pecking it. She swooned, blushing a tad. “Y/N, I’m sooooo happy for you!” She smiled, hugging you this time. “I told you he’s great!” She smiled, and Tom’s smile faltered for a moment, before returning. Remembering that he almost let his reputation come between him and his soulmate. He was so glad that you gave him a chance and let him talk to you. You were honestly all he hoped for and more. Shorter than him, which he found absolutely adorable. You piqued his interest and you were so glad that he had the opportunity to be soulmates with someone like you. Even when you were asleep on the plane, your aura calmed him as he watched you sleep. He was so enveloped in your and every part of your life. He was excited, yet nervous to meet the family of the one he loved. Even though maybe he wouldn’t tell you he loved you just yet; you had only known each other for a few hours. Not even a day. Yet he was enraptured all the same. “She’s beautiful, Tom.” His mom spoke from beside him, rubbing his back thoughtfully. “She is.” He replied, turning to her and giving her a charming smile.
“I met her in the airport bathroom earlier, you know. When she told me her timer was going off soon, I told her it was a shame she wasn’t going to be with my Tom. But things just had a beautiful way of working out. You’re both so lucky to have found each other.” Tom couldn’t help but think of how utterly nervous he was before meeting you. He could tell you were in a similar state, from how you reacted when you met him initially. His mom pecked his cheek, before the plane began descending into Y/H/T.
-
Waking up, you were flooded with messages from your mother. She knew that you had met someone who was going to be in your life forever. “Y/N, how are you?” “Who’s your soulmate?” “Is he nice?” “Is he handsome?”
“I’m bringing him home, mom. You, dad, and everyone can meet him a bit later. 6 pm?” You responded, and not a minute later she texted back with excitement. “Everyone’s coming over! I’ll make my famous lasagna.” She was clearly very excited. She only made her lasagna on special occasions, such as this. You smiled, not noticing that Tom was sitting on the other side of the plane, looking at you lovingly. “Good morning, sleepyhead.” He spoke, walking over to sit next to you. “Hi.” You spoke, setting your phone down. 
“What’s making my girl smile? Not that I’m complaining that you are.” He smiled sweetly, making you giggle. “Well, first of all, I’ve got the soulmate of my dreams,” you replied, smiling at him as he stared into your e/c eyes. “Second of all, my mom somehow got all of my siblings to come in for a lunch tomorrow. To meet said soulmate of my dreams.” You blushed, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. 
The next afternoon came faster than you could’ve imagined. You slept at your parents’ house, not wanting Tom to arrive sooner than you to the family lunch. His hotel was a lot closer than your apartment. You got dressed in a simple sundress, a pair of brown boots, and a sweater-cardigan that covered up your arms, as they got cold pretty easily. You made sure to shave your legs and everything, you wanted to look nice on such an important day. You tapped your foot nervously, excited yet nervous for your soulmate’s first appearance in your family. Your mom was anxiously watching her lasagna, which she had gotten up at nearly 7 am to start. “I wish to know more about Tom.” She spoke, and you giggled in amusement. 
“I know, mom. Soon. He’ll be here soon.” You muttered, and but a second later, you received a message from one Tom Hiddleston. “Hey babe, be there soon. Missed you so much last night.” God he was the sweetest. You hadn’t the heart to leave him on read, so you typed a message back to him. “See you soon Tom!” You’d be lying if you said that you were scared of relationships, or at least partially. Yes, your family was happy and for the most part, their relationship problems always worked themselves out, no matter how difficult. But you always had a “what if” placed in your mind. What if you and your soulmate didn’t work out? What if he hated you, or the way you looked? 
The ringing of the doorbell shook you from your dreamlike state, thinking of possibilities for the future. The future always scared you. Even more so now. You hopped from your seat on the stool, hoping for the best. You answered the door before your mother got the chance to, and for that, you were grateful for. The last thing you needed was your clingy mother scaring away your soulmate before the get together even began. You opened the door, your eyes met with possibly the most handsome man your eyes had ever seen. 
“Hi, Tom.” You managed to sputter out, and he noticed your nervous energy for a moment, before shaking it off. “Hello, sweetheart.” Instead of simply following you to the kitchen, his towering figure gave you a hug. Your frame was small in comparison to his, and you felt a nibble on your ear. “Care to show me around, lovely?” 
You showed Tom the upstairs first, not wanting to interrupt any conversations happening throughout the kitchen, dining room, or living room. You lead him into your childhood bedroom, which appeared relatively the same as it was when you left it. The posters of Harry Potter, and some Marvel films littered the walls. You were a fan of Marvel, you liked the stories, you just weren’t fond of the actors in recent years. When you were younger you definitely loved every part of the franchise. 
“So, my pet, you were a fan of Marvel.” He spoke, a dominant tone coming out. “At one time, yes.” You replied, and he nodded. He hoped that Loki was your favorite, at least at one time. “I loved all of them,” you continued, as if reading his mind. “But I fell out of love with the characters, as well as the series, when the media started portraying all of the actors so horribly.” He nodded, agreeing with you. “They did portray us as complete assholes.” He spoke, as you nuzzled your face into his chest. “You’re so adorable. I’m incredibly lucky.” He spoke, and you giggled into his chest. “Don’t you mean you’re incredibly loki?” You joked as a smile appeared on his face. “You stop that. Right now.” You giggled again. 
“Y/N, honey, lunchtime!” You heard your mom from the bottom of the stairs. You began heading downstairs, Tom right on your tail. You suddenly felt his presence, but closer this time. His lips were so very close to your ear, and his front side placed oh-so-close to your back. “You have a fabulous ass, by the way.” He grabbed at it, and you squealed, nearly falling into the wall nearby. “And that, was adorable.” He pulled you into him, using a grip on your waist. You were unfamiliar with this level of intimacy. It was strange.
Walking downstairs with Tom following shortly behind, you entered the living room, seeing your siblings, their significant others, and your parents. Kayla was showing, just a little bit more than the last time you saw her. Her belly just barely bulged, but you could tell. Everyone turned to face you and Tom, the newest couple to the family. “Everyone, this is Tom, my soulmate.” You spoke easily, slightly scared of what they would think. You really liked Tom, and you hoped your family would to. 
“Oh my gosh, that’s Tom Hiddleston!” Your mom gasped. “So lovely to meet you, Tom.” She found her way over to you two, bringing her hand out to shake his. “Lovely to meet you as well, Mrs. Y/L/N.” “Oh please, call me Karen.” Tom smiled lightly. “My famous lasagna is for dinner, honey.” Your mom spoke. “Sounds lovely.” Tom smiled once more. You introduced Tom to your siblings and their significant others, as well. Your father helped your mother in the kitchen as they prepared a wonderful dinner. You and your siblings played a board game before dinner began. You and Tom made a pretty good team in Scattergories. “Alright kiddos, dinner’s ready!” 
Everyone headed towards the dining room, gathering at the dinner table. Tom sat next to you, and all of your siblings oohed and awed at the wonderful meal your parents had prepared. Your father helped with appetizers and dessert, and your mother prepared the main course. Everything looked wonderful. “Looks great,” Tom noted, praising your mother. 
-
After a wonderful meal, you felt Tom’s hand on your thigh as you continued in great conversations with your family. Everyone seemed to be getting along well, which you were glad for. However, the gentle yet sensual feeling of Tom’s ginormous hand upon your thigh was a large distraction in this situation. It was odd, you had never felt this way before. 
As Tom’s hand became closer and closer to your core, you became more and more heated. You glanced over at him, seeing the smirk upon his face. “Stop” you mouthed. His smirk became even more prominent, and his hand, at this point, had come to play with the band of your panties, his fingers twisting the skinny band of your pink lace thong. “Well, it’s getting late, I think Tom and I are gonna get going.” You spoke, standing up almost immediately afterwards. Because of this action, Tom was forced to let go of your panties. A glimmer of hope left his eyes, and you both waved goodbye to your family. 
The car ride home was interesting to say the least, however, it was comfortable. Your apartment was more towards the downtown region of your town, and it was really cozy. You liked it a fair amount, at least. Tom dropped you off, and you hopped out of the car, saying a "goodnight Tom" as you did. Heading towards the entrance of your apartment, you heard Tom's car engine stop. You squinted your eyes, slightly confused, but continued on. You heard a "Y/N!" from behind you, and you turned around. "Yes?" You asked Tom. "Don't you think we have a bit of unfinished business, darling?" You furrowed your brows, looking at him confused as he jogged to catch up with you.
“What’s going on?” You questioned, puzzled. "Can I come in with you?" He asked, and you nodded slightly. You should be able to spend time with your soulmate, right? Though, you were slightly uncomfortable with Tom inside your less than luxurious home, you knew you would have to get used to it eventually. You were just scared, you supposed.Tom followed you into your foyer, which consisted of a small hallway, scattered with a couple of your shoes, and a staircase leading upstairs. After you took your jacket and shoes off, you lead him up to your living room. You felt Tom's strong hands on your waist as you looked around your living space, deciding whether or not to be embarrassed. However, Tom seemed far more interested in your neck than anything else at the moment. You felt Tom’s lips sucking intently on your sweet spot. “Tom...” you moaned out, and you felt Tom’s mouth turn into a smirk. “God you’re so beautiful.” He spoke, “take me to your room, please.” He never let go of your waist as you led him towards your bedroom. 
You had never felt as intimate as you did right now. Though you were scared, Tom made you feel comfortable. Tom brought you upon your made bed, laying on top of you. Though you were smaller than him, he didn’t allow all of his weight to lay on you. “Tom” you spoke as he detached his lips from yours and nibbled on your ear. “Yes my love?” “I’m scared” you told him. He immediately got off of you, plopping beside you on the bed. “If you’re not ready for this, it’s okay. I just want to be with you as much as I can. Now that I have you I never want to let you go.” You smiled at his sweetness. “You are the absolute sweetest, Tom.” You kissed his cheek. You intertwined your hand with his as you felt your core heat up slightly. You were ready, you decided. He was your soulmate. There shouldn’t be a doubt in your mind. This time, you initiated, climbing on top of him and straddling his waist. 
His hands came to rest upon your thighs, slightly underneath your sundress. You felt his hardened length rest against your thigh, as you felt Tom’s hands pull the bottom of your sundress upwards, and you lifted your arms up, completely revealing yourself to him. Your matching pink bra and pantie set was certainly a sight for sore eyes. Tom’s eyes widened, which confirmed that fact. He then allowed you to help him pull his shirt off of his torso. This time it was your turn to awe at his wickedly muscular chest and abs, which you were very impressed with. “Like what you see?” You heard him ask, and you nodded. “I love it.” 
He flipped you back on to the bed, then continued undressing. This time it was his jeans, which were fitted amazingly upon his strong figure. “God Tom” you moaned out, and he let out a slight chuckle on your collarbone. You could see how prominent his bulge was now, and did not disappoint your inter fan girl. He detached your bra from your body with ease, and now the only thing left on either one of you was your underwear. Yours did much less to hide you, however, as the light pink lace thong left very little to the imagination. No wonder Tom had been completely all over them earlier that night. 
Tom brought his hands down to his own underwear, where his prominent bulge was located. He released his member, and you eyed it curiously. Obviously, from sex ed classes, you knew what one would look like, but you had never truly seen one. It was fairly large, probably 7 1/2 to 8 inches long. You had no idea how that thing would fit inside of you. Tom slowly slid off your panties, which were the last piece of clothing remaining on you. “Are you ready, my love?” You heard him whisper. Though you were pretty turned on, there was still uncertainty. Would it hurt? “I don’t know.” You murmured. “I’ll get you ready.” Lowering himself towards your labia, he held your knees right over his shoulders as his face came into contact with you. 
Jesus. It didn’t take much for Tom’s tongue to excite something within you. All of the sudden, you were incredibly heated, much more than before. You were immensely wet, your juices seeping on to Tom’s tongue. You didn’t think it was possible that you could be any more soaked. You were ready, you supposed. You were on the edge. Tom kissed you, giving you a taste of yourself on your tongue. “Taste good?” You nodded in response. “Okay, I’m gonna go slow, love.” You felt his tip on the brim of your hole, and he began slowly pressing inward. It hurt, but part of the pleasure hit you, just a little. “Ahh” you moaned out as Tom pressed about 2/3 of his length into you. It hurt, but as he began pulsing in and out, you felt the pleasure hit you more and more. It felt good, now. “You feel so good Y/N” you heard Tom whisper into your ear. You both reached your climaxes soon after that, it felt amazing. He peeled his sweaty body off of yours, laying beside you. “You’re so perfect.” Tom whispered into your ear, giving you a kiss on your cheek. You smiled in response. “I’m gonna pop into the shower real quick, Tom. I’m feeling a little sweaty due to, you know.” You spoke. You got out of bed, scampering over to your bathroom. “Love your ass!” Tom yelled from your bed. 
You got into the steaming shower, allowing yourself to lather your body with soap. However, soon you were joined by Tom, who wished to wash off as well. You hugged his soft skin as he joined you, lathering his body in soap. Tom began feeling you up with soap, and you silently protested and shook your head. “Tom. Stop it!” You gasped as he gave a squeeze to your breasts. “No funny business.” You told him, rejecting his advances. “You’re right, we have plenty of time.” He noted, and after that, you two were quick to get out of the shower. 
The rest of the night was relatively tame, with cuddles from Tom abundant as you laid in bed together. You felt completely protected by him as he spooned you and intertwined his legs with yours. Everything felt completely and utterly perfect. 
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Waking up the next day, you wondered if it was all a dream. Tom’s warm figure was no longer next to you, however. You were slightly scared, but wandering down your stairs in your silk robe, you found Tom in your kitchen. He was cooking up a wonderful meal, eggs, bacon, toast. You were so happy to see him. “Good morning, Tom!” You spoke gleefully, running up to him. “Good morning sweetheart.” He told you as he flipped the eggs. He turned around afterwards, giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “You need any help with anything?” You asked, and Tom shook his head. “You just relax my dear. You can get yourself something to drink, how about that?” You immediately headed towards your coffee maker, turning it on so it would begin to brew. “Would you like any coffee, babe?” You asked, and he nodded gratefully. “That would be wonderful.” 
You poured you each a cup, then grabbed some cream and sugar. You put some in yours, but waited for Tom to serve himself. You liked the sweet taste, rather than plain bitter coffee. Tom settled for a little cream and sugar in his as well. You felt his arms settle around you in a hug, sipping on his coffee. Breakfast was wonderful. You could feel everything settling into place. You had a wonderful soulmate and a wonderful future together. You felt Tom give you a kiss on the top of your head, and butterflies fluttered in your stomach. Everything was perfect.
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tom-whore-dleston · 3 years ago
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His Darling
Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x f!reader
Genre: Smut (Lemon) & Fluff
Warnings: pwp (I'm serious when I say there's no plot), missionary sex, sorta praise kink, romantic sex, cumshot, aftercare
Word Count: 451
Beta Read: N/A
*All mistakes and errors are mine*
Notes: Yeah, I'm behind on Fuckuary. Yeah, I skipped days 4-8. But it's fine, I'll catch up...eventually. Fun fact: today is the anniversary of posting my first fic on here, which is pretty damn cool! And if it wasn't obvious already, this was meant to be for Hiddles bday lol Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊
Fuckuary Day 9: Missionary - Tom Hiddleston
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The bed began to creak as Tom began to speed up the strokes inside you. He was on top of you with his hands pinning yours above your head. The feeling of being trapped underneath him caused your toes to curl as you hooked your legs around his hips. Your moans were in sync with the tempo of the headboard banging against the wall.
“You’re so gorgeous, darling!” The beautiful British man mumbled. His fingers tangled with yours and the way he kept you pinned down was still firm but more intimate. He’s so overwhelmed by how pretty you look with your eyebrows furrowed and mouth agape. Tom couldn’t help but stoop down to lock his lips with yours. You whimper against his lips, the pounding of his shaft igniting a delicious fire in the pit of your stomach.
“I love you, Tom,” you gasped before another sigh fell from your lips. Something inside Tom suddenly ticked. Maybe it was the way you said you loved him. Nonetheless, he rammed himself into you like a madman. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you felt your body become putty beneath him.
“I love you too, darling!” Tom unraveled your hands from his grip. “Feel so good. So fuckin good!” Now, he grasped your hips, pulling them in to meet his thrusts. You held his shoulders, digging your nails into the muscular flesh. A feral growl erupted from Tom’s throat and his cock throbbed while his pumps fell out of rhythm.
A few ruts later, you threw your head back against the pillows and arched your back off the bed. You shouted Tom’s name, along with endless profanities, into the void. It didn’t take much longer before he pulled out of you to rip his condom off and release onto your stomach. He jerked himself off a few more times to make sure none of his cum was wasted. You were about to reach for the box of tissues on the nightstand before Tom snatched it in a flash.
“Allow me, darling,” was all he said for you to lay back down and let him take care of you. Your eyes scanned over him as he wiped away the sticky mess on your stomach and in between your legs. You felt them grow heavy as he tossed the moist tissues into the bin. He grinned lovingly as you forced your eyes back open.
“It’s okay, my love. You can sleep now.” You curled into Tom’s side as your eyes closed again. “Did so good for me. I love you so much.” The last thing you remembered before drifting away was feeling Tom softly kiss the top of your head.
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cheebuffy · 4 years ago
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Welcome back
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Warnings! NSFW, Some fluff mostly smut though, if there are mistakes let me know and I’ll fix them as soon as I can. This was requested by @coppercorn-and-cauldron​ with prompt 16. “ Where exactly did you learn how to leave a god powerless my dear?”
Word count: 1993
You became a recruit shortly after the whole New York situation with Loki. After realizing what Loki had gone through, the team took him in alongside Thor. He was a prominent member, his powers of manipulation and illusions helped further the avengers to being the best they could be. You were one of the first people to warm up to Loki, seeing through his past mistakes and seeing the truly beautiful soul he was inside. Not to mention you found him exceedingly attractive. Because of your trust, Loki grew a liking to you as well, quickly becoming close friends. 
“I’ll be leaving for Asgard with Thor in 2 weeks. I hope you won’t miss me too much.” Loki smiled at you. You both were settled in a common room within the tower. Before Loki had spoken, you were sitting in silence, enjoying each other’s presence. You frowned at him as you set your book down beside you.
“For how long?” 
“Only a few weeks Y/n just to settle some things with my father.” His cheeky tone had dropped after mentioning his father. You knew how Odin had treated him, so the topic was always that you avoided. 
“I’m going to go insane without you here.” You groaned, causing Loki to loosen back up again and let out a soft laugh. It was true, he was your only sense of peace here in your crazy world. You’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t admit your crush on him. There was something about him that made you feel at home. The way he turned softly around you and only you. How he made you feel like a princess when your days turned sour. He was a dream come true in your eyes. 
The thought of pursuing a relationship had often crossed your mind, but you always shied away from it, not wanting to ruin the friendship you already had. Every once in a while you feel bold and think you should just run up to him and kiss him, but then reality settles in and you realize that maybe attacking him isn’t a good idea. You even contemplated friends with benefits, not even you could deny the sexual tension between you two. When sparing, he would pin you down and whisper in your ear that you had lost. Lord knows how many times that moment replayed in your head. 
“I promise I’ll make it up to you when I get back.” Loki winked, causing you to swoon. The butterflies inside your stomach fluttered like no other. “Careful Y/n you’re drooling.” Your face flushed quickly as you relaxed back into your seat and hid your face in your book.
“Was not..” You muttered to yourself as you huffed at him. He let out a soft chuckle before getting back to his own book. You must have reread the page you were on at least 5 times, unable to focus on the words in front of you. Loki had now fully invaded your thoughts, as he did so many times before. You bit your lip to hide the smile that was spreading on your face as you thought about how strong and rough Loki was. It was easy to imagine what it would be like to have him take you, and let him do whatever he wanted to you. You silently prayed to yourself that Loki couldn’t secretly read your mind or something. Your titillated thoughts came to stop after you realized he could probably read your mind.
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The two weeks had flown by. You couldn't think about him being gone. Even though you weren’t together, your connection was strong. Many a man had confused you two for a couple. The thought made you smile. As Loki and Thor got ready to go, Loki gave you a hug. His powerful arms wrapped around your body swiftly, holding you tight against his form. Stark wolf whistled at you two and you let go of Loki to give him a quick glare. Once you finished your dagger stare at Tony, you waved Loki and Thor goodbye as they shifted away from view. Your heart felt heavy as you walked to your room. You laid down in your bed and drifted to sleep, hoping to sleep away the next few weeks while Loki was gone.
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“Lady Y/n seemed quite upset to see you go, brother.” Thor let out, looking over at Loki. Loki wasn’t exactly happy to be leaving either. His body longed for you. He wouldn’t admit it to you just yet, but there have been many nights where he dreamt of your touch. He had thought fondly of you for a while, wanting to make you his from the moment you opened your heart to him. 
“Indeed.” Loki said coldly. There was a thick cloud of awkward silence over the brothers. 
“I’m happy for you, brother.” Thor smiled. His sunny personality broke the silence quickly.
“Why is that?” 
“For finding Y/n, Stark said you both were all over each other. Clearly you’re together now, right?” Loki licked his lips, then smiled his cheeky grin. Thinking about all the times he had found an excuse to touch you, just to see the reaction. 
“We’re actually not together brother.” Loki had admitted, however, he planned to change that once he returned to your open arms. 
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You sighed loudly, tossing your phone beside you. The boredom had settled in with a thundering fury. It was 1:30; you had a shield meeting at 3:00. Nothing to pass the time. If Loki were here, you could talk to him about anything. Loki. The god you missed so much. As soon as he popped into your head, so did the filthy thoughts of him. Your mind was foggy with desire now, filled to the brim with ideas of how Loki could bend and break you. 
Giving into your thoughts, you slid your hand into your pants and under your panties. Surprised by how wet your own thoughts had made you. Quickly, you wetted your two fingers with your own juices and ran slow, firm circles around your horny clit. The little bundle of nerves was sending waves of pleasure throughout your body that caused your toes to curl. Each re-lap over it caused you to let out a soft whimper. You closed your eyes and imagined it was Loki doing this to you. His long digits rubbing your throbbing clit as you squirmed under his grip. You brought your lip between your teeth, trying to muffle your increasingly loud moans. You moaned out to Loki, repeating his through your pleasure as you popped a finger into your dripping cunt. Curling it to hit your sensitive spot within your walls. The squishy wetness around your finger squeezed harder as you fucked yourself faster. Now imagining what Loki’s cock felt like with in you. 
“Ah! Loki, I need you!” You moaned out, reaching closer and closer to your orgasm. It was getting harder to hold your moans back. An all too familiar voice rang through your room.
“I’m here darling. You just couldn’t wait until I got back, could you?” Loki chuckled darkly. His eyes were dark with desire, eyeing you down like a wolf waiting for its prey. You hurried your hand away from your sex and felt your body grow hot from the red blushing covering you. You don’t know whether to be excited or nervous about his arrival. 
“Loki, it’s not what it looks like-” 
“Oh Y/n, it’s exactly what it looks like. You were calling out to me as you touched yourself. Were you not?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at you stepping closer to your bed. You nodded slowly as your breathing became quick and your heart raced. Loki licked his thin lips while he climbed onto the bed he now towered over you. “Tell me, my dear, do you still wish for me to take you?” 
“Yes, please.” You whispered. Loki bent down to your ear and whispered, his hot breath brushing it.
“ Louder.” 
“Yes, please!” You yelped out and Loki’s lips quickly mashed into yours. Your hands racked through his messy curls. Loki took your bottom lip between his teeth and tugged it lightly before he kissed you again, more rough than the first. He took your wrists in his hand and pinned you beneath him. Everything you had ever dreamt of coming true in this moment, your body was hot and yearned for him. He propped his knee between your legs to spread them more. Loki took this opportunity and ground his knee against your clothed pussy. You moaned into his mouth as it ground against your clit and he smiled as he pulled away. He repositioned himself, letting go of your wrists and to have your legs propped onto his kneeling form. 
“Y/n you truly are perfect, we were made for each other.” Loki let out still out of breath. He waved his fingers and both yours and Loki’s clothes disappeared. You looked over at Loki’s gigantic cock. The head was red and glazed with precum. Just the sight of it made your pussy more wet. He aligned himself to your hole as pushed the tip for you. You practically screamed out, it just barely fit into your tight sex. 
“Holy fuck.” You let out as he pushed himself more into you. Your walls squeezed his dick, clinging to it tightly. 
“You’re so tight for me, my little pet.” Loki’s voice sounded more like a breathy moan. You were a mess yourself, trying not to be too loud as he filled you completely. His tip hit your g-spot and you let out a low open moan as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. “Found it.” Loki let out his voice, now raspy, as he began thrusting into you, hitting your spot each time. Your breasts bounced with each thrust while the bed rocked loudly. With each thrust, you both moaned out in unison. 
“Harder!” you cried out, needing more of him. Loki quickly moved into missionary and thrusted into you rapidly. The sound of slapping wet skin echoed, as did your moans. He knew what spot to hit and when to make you scream out to him. His moans were more grunting with each hit. You felt as though your body was ascending when your orgasm began. Loki sped up his pace and reached his hand down to rub your clit quickly. You reached your peak soon after, your legs shaking under him. Electric waves of pleasure washed over you quickly. “Loki!” 
“That’s right, say my name!” He growled, rubbing your sensitive clit more roughly as he pounded his cock into you. 
“Loki my god! Ah!” you screamed out once again as you creamed onto his cock. Milking it profusely, he was drawing near his orgasm, too. His moans were growing louder and his movements became rougher. Now burying his dick deep within you and shooting his cum inside. He let out one last deep moan as he pulled his dick out from under you. Leaving you feeling empty. You both panted as you looked at each other, smiling. Astonished by the heavenly sex between you two. 
“Where exactly did you learn to leave a god powerless, my dear?” Loki let out, still out of breath. You giggled and climbed up the bed to rest your head on a pillow.
“Oh, nowhere.” You smiled. Everything was all perfect for you. The sweat glistening on Loki’s skin made him look even more attractive to you. Your phone rang, and you reached over to grab it, seeing it was Tony. You gasped as you looked. 3:30!? You tried to climb out of bed, but the numbness from your legs didn’t allow you to. 
“You’re not going anywhere my dear, we’ve nearly just started.”
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fuglypickles · 5 years ago
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Cooking with Loki.
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sabine-leo · 6 years ago
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Please me if you tease me...
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Part 1 
Author: @sabine-leo
Rated: M (18+)
Part: 1 / ?
Genre: Tease, Humor, Lemon/Smut, Kink
Pairing: Loki x Reader 
Summary: There is something exhilarating about teasing your secret lover Loki. But are you ready to tangle with the God of Mischief? You are about to find out as the preperations for a grand festivity in Asgard kick in. 
Note: I do have no self control...While writing I realised that I probably would need more then a Oneshot/Twoshot to tell the story. I hope you don´t mind ;) Thank you for all the likes on the teaser I posted. It really helped me to write faster! Hopefully you´ll have fun reading it! Every like, comment and reblog is very appreciated! English isn´t my mother tongue so please forgive my mistakes!!
My Taglist ist open, as are requests. 
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This would be a rather long day, Loki was attending a gathering in the Palace to discuss Security measures for the big festivity and some last-minute changes regarding the preparations. He had sneaked out of your chambers this morning with the promise to be back tonight. Nobody in the palace knew that you were seeing each other for a while now. It had begun as some kind of friends with benefits thing, but soon had turned into more. You loved Loki’s wit and his sharp mind and he liked that you treated him like a man, not a prince or a god…even if he teased you constantly that he was YOUR prince and god! You gave him a piece of your mind if he did something stupid or irresponsible and normally, he would listen…after sulking.
As you didn´t have anything scheduled for today and would only start to help with the preparations tomorrow you wanted to enjoy your off day a little. But feeling rather playful you snapped a picture of the filling tub and the big loofah Loki had gifted you a while ago. And after you had dipped in one of your leg lurking out of the bubbles. It didn´t take long that your phone announced a message with a little ding. Loki had taken a liking to Midgardian cell phones and brought them to Asgard. After a little alteration they worked just fine in this realm.
Laughing you opened up the message and read.
Loki: Why are you teasing your prince in such a devilish way? You know that I am in a gathering that needs my full attention!
You: Well, my prince...then why are you answering me ?
Loki: Thor is talking at this point in time and I have listened to him rant the whole morning after I left your chambers.
You: Then I am not distracting you from important things currently, your case that I am but a devil is invalid then.
Loki: Oh, my sweet maiden...You are a devilish vixen, but I will not punish you THAT MUCH if you send me another picture of your enchanting shape...
You: ...only if I get one in return...my prince!
Loki: You know I can not satisfy your enquiry in this moment of time. I do not think that a picture of this round table full of rather addleheaded persons would gratify your request. You on the other hand…You could absolutely satisfy my appeal.
Laughing and biting your lip you snapped another picture. To see in it was your neck and your collarbone…nothing more. You hit send with a giddy laugh escaping your lips. After you finished your bath and towelled yourself down you saw a new message coming in.
 Loki:  I WILL punish you for that tonight. If you keep sending me snippets, I will likely be able to print a life-sized poster of you in a while. And I will decorate my chambers with it. Maybe right above my bed.
 Dressing yourself in leather and your prestigious armour to walk around the courtyard you couldn´t muster to leave the smile behind that your little game with Loki had put on your lips. You were one of the rare women soldiers in Asgard. Trained by the Valkyrie herself you could pack a punch and then some, dresses weren´t made for you, you preferred leather and pants at any given time.
Opening the door to get some fresh air and walk around the beautiful courtyard you stopped short as a soldier greeted you with a nod. “You are needed at the gathering, there is a matter that needs to be discussed with the highest-ranking soldiers on duty the next days.”
Oh, that tasted so much like Loki that you rolled your eyes but nodded. Mustering the bravery and composure of a soldier again you stepped into the room and nodded to your King and his sons sitting together at the far end. “My presence was required my King?!”
“Indeed, Loki pointed out that it would be futile to discuss matters without the ones doing the deed.”
Loki grinned and inclined his head to you.
“I did certainly, Father was so kind to listen to my…appeal...”
Uh oh, he used the word out of his last text.
Standing up and coming over to you Loki pinned you to the spot with his gaze.
“So my dear (Y/N)… please sit and help us to formulate a plan were nobody feels left out or even…punished!” He motioned to a chair directly opposite him and waited until you sat down before he pushed you a bit to the table.
Loki walked leisurely back to his seat as Odin gave another run down on security matters for everybody new to this gathering. Loki sat down and you could feel his gaze on you as you tried to concentrate and listen to what Odin had to say.
“I said I would punish you for teasing your prince...” A very mischievous voice sounded quietly next to your ear.  Loki had made an illusion of him sitting back down in his chair and had disguised himself as he stood behind you. “You are an imaginative little devil my sweet darling, but I am the god of mischief, never forget with whom you tangle!” A single finger stroked from your collarbone up to your neck, right to that spot under your ear that was VERY responsive.
You tried to hide a shudder and pressed your legs together. Only to find them pushed open by invisible hands on your inner thighs. Good, that the table was hiding everything from the eyes of everybody else. A hand pressed down on your core above the leather. Oh boy, you were in big trouble!
You saw Odin’s mouth move, but couldn´t begin to understand what he was talking about.
Your ears full of your own heartbeat that got faster and faster.
“….and I do think that would be a rather good strategy…what do you say, Loki?” 
Saved by Odin….
You needed to hide a chuckle as the hands on you suddenly stopped and you imagined how Loki crawled under the table back to the illusion that sat in his chair. You could see the exact moment when it actually was Loki again. He needed to clear his throat for a second and answered.
“Yes, father. I think you have filled out all the wholes that needed to be revised in our strategy.”
 Smooth, sooo smooth.
“Did I… Ha!” Odin laughed and looked to Thor. “Are you too contend, my son?”
Thor nodded and said. “Yes, I think this will work out just fine, we do have enough soldiers on duty so that we can allow the higher ranks to attend the festive this year.” With a glint in his eyes he looked over to Loki and Loki smiled very pleased as he said.
“I do look forward to see you in a formal gown (Y/N).”
“What?!”
Odin lifted his eyebrow.
“You heard my son! YOUR Prince wants to see you in a gown, so please his appeal and dress up dear! You know that I am rather fond of you, but as good a soldier you might be, you can´t attend in leather and amour on this special occasion!” Loki leaned back in his chair with a smirk and clicked his tongue.
“That would be all for the moment, thank you for your time. I believe you have a dress to choose!”
Oh, he would pay for that!!!
 Nodding your goodbyes before you left the room you beelined it to the dressmaker of the court, who fortunately happened to be your friend. Opening the door without knocking you looked at her in displeasure.
“Your dreams have come true… I need a dress! And a VERY stunning one that will knock men and gods and everybody of their feet!” Catherine clapped her hands and grinned
“Oh, I prayed to Odin for that day to come. I might already have something ready. You just need to choose a colour that would suit you for this occasion!”
 Smiling at your friend you nodded and the both of you got to work on that dress of yours.
 2 hours later you were pleased with what Catherine had come up with and you had chosen a colour that was to your liking. Walking through the long corridor you stopped to step onto a balcony with the most beautiful view you knew in Asgard. Looking down onto the blooming gardens with the most exotic and beautiful scented flowers of all the 9 realms you took a deep breath and smiled. This was home. This was were your heart belonged. You liked adventures from time to time, but you felt most at ease here.
 A hand grabbed you and tucked you behind a hefty column, pinned you to it with a lean and muscular body. The scent was very familiar, so you didn´t defend yourself as a hot mouth crashed onto yours and your lips fought each other in a battle of lust. Your hands grabbed into raven black hair and tucked his head back a little. “What do you think you are doing?” You asked him a little breathless.
“Kissing my lady that has teased me with pictures of her striking body even if it only was a leg and your collarbone. Even those sparse looks can give a man ideas! And I do have time for a quickie!”
He smirked and winked at you.
 Grabbing Loki by the soft leather of his collar you bit his lip a little and grinned.
“Mhmm, but ideas they will stay, as I have places to be and things to do after you tricked me into a dress just to….punish me for not answering your … appeal.” Reversing your positions, you pressed into him and smiled sweetly. “My Prince If you would excuse me now…” A last hard kiss and you sashayed away hearing Loki letting out an exasperated sigh.
 It was a dangerous game to play with the god of mischief, but OH wasn´t it fun!
 Outside in the courtyard you looked around and saw a lot of happy faces, giddy and excited for the festivity. There was a lot of activity as well. Flowers being arranged, general cleaning and decorating, things were moved from left to right. Walking around a fountain you heard your name being called.
Slowly you turned in the direction to see Frigga, your queen coming towards you.
 “My dear, I was informed you would be attending the festivity not as guard but yourself. I am very pleased to hear that you finally decide to indulge in pleasure instead of always looking out for the safety of us!” Frigga touched your shoulder and smiled a warm smile. Serving as her personal guard now and then you got to know her very well, and liked her a lot!
“I´m afraid to say that I didn´t chose this pleasure myself, my queen…You know me, I would rather dress in leather then a gown at any given day!” Frigga laughed and waved your comment away.
“Pleasure is pleasure my dear, you might as well indulge in it and enjoy the night.”
 Frigga tucked her arm under yours and started to walk with you.
“Tell me, what do you plan to do with your gorgeous hair and those striking eyes of yours?”
You couldn´t believe it…from choosing a gown to beauty talk with the queen, did you wake up in an alternate universe?! The look on your face must have been telling, because Frigga laughed and said:
“Come with me, you look rather lost, had I asked about knives and armour you would be talking about your newest blade by now. Let me take care of you for once!”
 This kept getting better and better… an hour later you found yourself in Frigga’s chambers being pampered like a princess of the court. Your phone signalled a message.
 Loki: Where are you my lady? You left me with a throbbing … Problem earlier!
 You: Stop that, I am in your mothers’ chambers getting who knows what onto my skin and into my hair. I think I am cleaner than I have ever been before.
You knew that Loki would have a field day with that info, he probably was laughing his firm behind off just this second. A new message came in. Looking around to see it was safe to look at it you gasped for a second.
Loki: So, are you telling me that you are naked and oiled up? Mhmm, why have I never thought of doing that?
Before you could send him a few words to shut him up another message came in.
Loki: Then I better get cleaned up myself. Undressing just now…
A picture of your shower came after the text…and another one of his leathers on the ground.
He was in your chambers. In your shower….naked…
You: Stop teasing me Loki, and stop sending pictures I am with your mother for god sake!
 Loki: Oh, darling….and I was with my brother and father earlier this day as you teased me…deal with it!
And with that you got a picture of his abs with a peek down to his underwear, that was clearly bulging more than normal.
 You should have known better then to tangle with the god of mischief.
 Loki: Do you want me to soap myself up all the way? Clean every…inch…every long and hard inch of myself?
 Biting your lip, you looked at the picture again. Oh yes you wanted that, but you wanted to do it yourself…maybe tie him to the…
“(Y/N) dear, you look flushed…are you feeling well?” Frigga’s voice pulled you out of your little daydream. You almost dropped the phone into the water your feet were stuck in.
“No, no…it´s just hot…in here…the water I mean…”
 Your phone vibrated in your hands again. It could instead have been an electric shock jolting through you as much as you flinched as you saw the picture of Loki’s chest glistening wet with soap flowing down. You had to give him that, he did take rather hot selfies without showing to much and ruining the imagination.  
 “Oh my, you aren´t used to that much attention, I´m sorry if I overwhelmed you, but you are like a daughter to me, and I want you to knock the men over with your appearance. Not that you aren´t stunning in your leather love, you are, but I´d like to see you in a gown myself!”
Oh, you would definitely knock someone over today, but not with your looks.
And that someone was standing in your shower just this second!
 Frigga smiled softly at you and said “Alright dear, we will end this for now, but I want you to come back in 3 days to try something with your hair. You do know the formal dance that needs to be danced?” Shaking your head in horror you looked even more horrified as Frigga said.
“Don´t worry my dear, I will teach you…and ask Loki to accompany us. He is the best dancer in the family.”
 This really had to be an alternate reality. Or an out of body experience…
 The “We will end this for now” took another half an hour and was accompanied with a new picture from Loki, laying naked in your bed only covered by the bedspread over his groin, the setting sun kissing his rippled chest. What had you gotten yourself into? He clearly won that round of teasing…by miles! After that pictures and his texts your imagination had run wild into a very specific, not save to be around other people kind of place. Striding down the corridor to get to your room and the man lying in it you almost made a run for it.
 Only to get stopped by Thors booming voice rare meters away from your door.
“(Y/N), what´s the hurry?” Groaning internally, you mustered a fake smile and turned to look at Thor.
“Nothing, I just wanted to enjoy my day of and indulge in a good novel…”
“Books..” Thor rolled his eyes. “Can´t think of a more boring way to end the day…come with me to a pre-feast, let´s get drunk and dance on the table afterward!”
 Laughing at the memory of the one night you had said yes to the same proposal you grinned.
“I was ill for 3 days after that, I don´t think that would be wise tonight. Sleep well Thor, you should rest up too!” With a huff he walked away. Opening your door and closing it with a bang you turned the lock!
“You better be ready to please…” The bed was empty, the sheets all tangled. He clearly had been in this room, his scent still lingered in here. Frustrated you threw your armour onto a chair after you got rid of it. Only to gasp as in the same chair appeared a very naked Loki grinning at you with your armour in hand. “That novel you were talking about to my brother….”
Your armour fell to the ground with a thud.
“…May I be able to turn it into some rather dirty, erotic and slightly kinky… graphic display?!”
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