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Arguments. (Thor x POC!Fem!Reader)

Prompt: lets just put it to some basic points. Sub Thor, he prolly gets pegged, secretive fwb, people think they hate each other. After an argument though reader "makes Thor her bitch." Note: the poc part doesnt really matter because it isnt mentioned that much if at all lol forgive me. Words: 2,665

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"Thor! You pretentious asshole! How about you listen for once rather than holding your nose in the air because 'wow I'm Thor Odinson, son of Odin, god of thunder, future king of Asgard' because fucking shocker! This isn't fucking Asgard!" You shouted at the God who stood across the room, "If you don't shut your fucking mouth I will genuinely shove Mjolnir”s handle so far up your ass that the fucking strap will hang out of your big ass mouth." You threatened, glaring at the man who gave you the same toxic look.

As soon as an argument started the team all scattered. They knew that these usually ended up with violence of some sort.

You carefully looked around, tossing a few braids back that had fallen in your face as you spoke. You took a deep breath before calming yourself and looking at Thor with a much calmer expression.

"Go to the room. I'll be up in just a minute." You stated, watching as Thor nodded dumbly and did as he was told, taking the elevator to your floor. You got yourself a glass of water and sipped it slowly, calming yourself properly before setting the glass down and going up as well.

You near slammed the door shut as you walked in the bedroom, locking it before stalking towards Thor who sat on the edge of your bed.

"Good boy, take off your shirt. But leave everything else on. Then lean over the bed." You said softly, walking past him to your drawer where you stored many things, the most used one being a paddle that had the word "bitch" carved into it.

Despite Thor”s hatred for punishment he always loved when you got this one out. He loved feeling powerless to you. Usually he had too much control, he needed to be put in his place once in a while.

"Now, Thor. Why am I about to punish you?" You asked, walking around him once more, tracing the edge of the leather against his sweatpants before setting the paddle aside to tug the cotton down, revealing that he was in fact not wearing boxers.

"Because I... I was treating others unfairly, ma'am." Thor said softly, head bowed and arms bracing himself on your bed. "I... I belittled them for being inferior to a prince..." He added softly, turning his head to the side to rest against the soft mattress.

"That's right, now... I won”t go too hard tough guy. I'll give you ten slaps on each side. That way every time you look in the mirror for the night you'll think of me and you'll know who you belong to." You whispered, grabbing the paddle once more. You rubbed the across his pale cheek softly before bringing it down with a sharp slap.

Thor gasped at the sudden feeling, biting his lip and letting his eyes flutter. You chuckled as you watched the vulgar word appear like magic across the now pink cheek. Without warning you brought it down on the other side and relished in the gasp from Thor.

"That's one, handsome." You whispered, smirking as Thor nodded and took a deep breath, holding it as he waited.

This continued, you aiming your slaps so the word bitch was perfectly imprinted on both of his glowing ass cheeks. Thor was whimpering quietly, his face and neck red from the mild humiliation but you know how he relished in it.

"You did so good baby boy, wanna know what good boys get they take their punishments so nicely?" You hummed as you kneeled down to place a gentle kiss on both sides of the marks, grinning when Thor flinched away and gasped.

Thor mumbled something that you couldn't quite hear, so you gave a sharp smack to his fresh red marks and smirked at his hiss of pain.

"I... I said they get fucked... Ma'am." Thor grumbled, clearly embarrassed at the entire situation. It only made you laugh more as you walked around to one of your drawers. In it was a simple black box about six inches long and four inches wide, when you opened it there were folded silk ribbons laid neatly in it.

You pulled them out and laid them on the bed, then pulled out a sloppily rolled length of rope.

"Stand up. Hold still. I’m going to do your upper body first." You said sharply, watching the god carefully as he rushed to obey.

Despite the fact that you spent nearly twenty minutes working on your intricate kabara knots across Thor's torso he was still painfully erect, it pushed obnoxiously against your hip as you tied the knots as if you've been doing this forever. Then again, three years is kind of a long time.

"On the bed, hold your arms up and spread your legs. We're doing missionary today. Unless I get bored." You commanded, grabbing the silk ties. Thor wordlessly obeyed and you took your time tying a tight knot to the bed post, then around his ankles, and then you worked on his hands, coursing the thin fabric around his wrists, then between them, then around them a few more times. This almost took up the entire foot and a half of ribbon. You added a small little bow with the extra ribbon and smiled as Thor simply looked up at you, cheeks red and eyes wide.

"Hmm... Do we need a gag today? I think we do Thor, after all you've been quite mouthy today to everyone." You hummed in a condescending tone, clicking your tongue as you walked around to the drawer. After a while of gathering items you realized that Thor was clearly needy, and he was just so eager.

"Such an excited little bitch, hmm?" You cooed, laughing when you saw his hips twitched at your voice alone. "I bet I could make a needy little whore like you cum without laying a single hand on you, couldn't I?" You questioned, but before he could answer you continued pulling out items such as lube, a few dildos of varying sizes, and your favourite, along with Thor’s, your strap.

"I wont gag you right now... But if you’re too fucking loud I'll gag you right then and there." You growled, leaning over him with a cold hand on his throat, applying a gentle pressure. Thor nodded and took in a shaking breath as you backed away to spread everything out. You then peeled off your shirt and slid your pants down your legs but left everything else on, knowing how exposed Thor would feel since he was the only one naked. You had taken off your underwear because it would both be comfier and come in handy if the time comes.

Moments of silence passed as Thor watched you put the strap on, securing it tight before climbing to sit between his legs which you had spread wide. You grabbed your well used bottle of lube and slicked your finger tips, rubbing them against his hole.

The contact forced Thor to shiver and glance down at you as best as he could from this angle, you ignored him and slid your middle finger in to the knuckle, then added your ring finger.

You moved them in and out for a while before pulling them out and wiping them on the blanket on your bed.

"You're so used to taking things up your ass Thor, such a fucking cock slut for me. God... Imagine if someone like your own brother walked in right now. What would he think of his older brother, the god who's supposed to be king soon enough." You tutted, smirking as you watched his hips cant up into nothing at all. You grabbed the smallest toy in the line, it was only five inches long or so, solid black, not even a full inch and a half thick.

After you slicked it with lube it slid in with ease, quickly being pushed in all the way. Thor's reaction was an immediate press down as a demand for more. He moaned out as you thrusted the toy into him, met with minimal resistance. "God, such a fucking greedy whore. Bet you'd be so embarrassed to even face the team if they caught you like this huh? God forbid someone in Asgard found out, imagine ruling people who know you take my cock every single time there’s a fight." You growled, giving Thor's thigh a sharp lap. He writhed in his place and tried fucking back onto the toy.

"Stop being such a dirty bitch, Thor. You'll get what you want in the end." You glared at him as you pulled this toy out and skipped the next size, going up to the last one. It was seven inches, a realistic girth to it. "Such a little whore, can't even wait long enough for me to stretch you." You scolded, lubing this shaft as well before easily sliding it in. This time you were met with a little resistance and you paused to let Thor adjust to it before pushing in to its hilt. He moaned aloud and you surged forward to slap a hand over his mouth. "Shut. Your. Mouth." You said in a low, threatening ton. Thor whimpered but nodded nonetheless.

You began thrusting this toy much faster, really ramming it into Thor and using his hole as you pleased. He tried to bite back his desperate moans but he was usually so vocal it was so difficult tonight.

"Thor, I mean it. You may wanna be humiliated in front of everyone here but I don't want the team to see me half naked. Do I make myself clear?" You said sharply, he took a deep breath and nodded, closing his eyes and fucking back against this silicone cock as if his life depended on it.

After a while of fucking into the gods was you pulled it out and smirked at his loud whine from the loss. You grabbed the lube and slicked your strap before rubbing the excess on his gaping hole.

Thor pushed down against the tip of the faux cock and it made absolute shivers run through his entire body. You chuckled and pushed in finally, watching and glaring as Thor let out a loud, drawn out moan. You reached up and without warning slapped him directly across his cheek, the skin immediately turning red. You grabbed the panties you had hastily tossed aside and shoved them in his open mouth balled up.

"Maybe now you'll learn to shut your fucking mouth." You spat before thrusting into him, bracing yourself on the mattress before really picking up speed and thrusting hard into him.

You heard his moans and whines but they were much more quiet now, less likely to draw attention.

"Poor little Thor. It seems like you want to cum, already? Here everyone is thinking you're a real tough guy, but behind closed doors you're nothing more than a worthless whore for me to fuck whenever it please." You spoke, your tone harsh and icy. Thor nodded eagerly and arched his back when the strap had slid perfectly against his prostate.

Thor couldn't speak, he couldn't move even as you pounded into him, whining and whimpering as you said some of the dirtiest things that sent sparks down his legs and back up to his groin.

"Cum if you want, Thor. I'll just keep fucking my hole until I'm bored." You shrugged, smirking when the gods back arched sharply off the soft bed and his hips thrusted in the air then back against you, then back again up.  

He desperately needed someone to touch his cock, it was clear. The large shaft was pulsating and the swollen head was an angry red nearing a mean purple at this point. You laughed at the pathetic sight of Thor beneath you, legs spread wide, intricate knots across the entirety of his torso, a pair of balled up blue panties shoved in his mouth and the look of genuine tears beginning to stream down his cheeks.

"Aw, poor little Thor. You look so good like this, tied up so I can use you however I want to." You giggled as you pounded into Thor's hole.

Suddenly the gods eyes rolled back and his hips arched sharply. You watched in pure amusement as Thor came untouched, cum dribbling out of his tip and leaking down onto his pelvis. You took pity on him and grabbed the hypersensitive shaft, quickly pumping it in time with your fast, precise thrusts that nailed his prostate.

Thor practically screamed at the sudden touch, throwing his head back and rolling it against the pillow. Tears flowed in much heavier now that you decided to throw in this post orgasm torture to the mix of everything.

He didn't even have time to get soft, you kept thrusting into him as if you owned him, which wouldn't be far from the truth at this point.

"Thor want me to stop? Too sensitive to keep taking my cock, huh?" You belittled, laughing as he flinched when you delivered a sharp slap to his thigh. "Well suck it up, I want you to cum again. Then we'll be done." You said sharply.

Thor understood and went pliant under you once more, letting you do as he pleased. You aimed thrusts to rub against his prostate nicely, causing Thor to moan around the cloth in his mouth. He was still fully hard, his cock bouncing with every hard thrust into him.

"Come on, Thor. You know how much you like my cock. You know it makes you wanna cum again." You teased, once again wrapping your fist around the hard shaft.

You timed your thrusts and the movement of your hand once more, hitting it all perfectly. Thor’s muscles were all taut as he basked in the pleasure thrumming through his veins. You watched his reactions closely before suddenly he came again, his back arching and his hips lazily thrusting into your tight fist.

"That’s it, Thor. Let yourself go." You cooed, smirking as he spurted out cum in long strings. It landed on his torso, up to his chest even.

You only pulled out once you were sure Thor was done. He laid in the bed, practically asleep. You got off of him and walked around the bed, untying the ribbon before working on untying the difficult knots across his chest. Thor laid there, panting softly as he watched you. You chuckled as you plucked your underwear from his mouth and tossed them on the floor.

"You did good, Thor. Maybe you'll actually learn who’s in charge." You said as you cleaned up, put things away, and got redressed.

"Where are you going?" He asked curiously as you put everything back on except your underwear which were now soaked in his saliva. You turned to look at him from the door.

"I have things to do, Thor. I have to go talk to Steve about the next mission." You said before walking out and shutting the door softly.

When you came down to the main floor to find Steve you found Tony looking at you with wide eyes, gaping as if he saw a ghost.

"What?"

"You realize I have cameras. Right?" Tony asked, your eyes widened and suddenly you and him were both laughing, leaning onto each other for support.

"Uh. Yeah anyways, don't talk to Thor about it because I'm sore after all of that and I'd rather not go another round. Wheres Cap?" You asked as you walked to where Tony points.

You ignore everything else the older man said as you walked off, flipping him off when he made a ridiculous comment.

You would have a field day with this, next time.

Dangerous (Bucky x fem OC)

Words:3,735

Prompt: Bucky is a mobster type of dude and that leads to some trouble, he fixes it at the expense of some hot soup and gets it on with his wife.

Note: The wife’s name is never mentioned, he calls her belle in it one time but he means it as in beauty not a name!

Warnings: violence, burning, fighting, guns, OC gets held at gun point for a brief moment, then smut, breeding/cumming in her, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving), multiple orgasms, mild dirty talk, fingering, and fluff!

Bucky's line of work was dangerous, of course.

They both agreed when he told her that it was dangerous, that he would do everything in his power to keep her out of it and to keep his work life private.

They both agreed that as long as Bucky wasn't too careless with who he brought home she was safe.

Until, of course, that was no longer true.

Bucky had been gone for a few days, he told her that he was going to be away, just out of the city to handle some business, someone did them dirty and they had him pinned.

he didn't take his phone with any of her contact information in it, he had it memorized for this exact purpose.

On this night she had all the doors locked, the windows locked and curtains drawn. The TV was playing quietly, Buck was supposed to be home any time now, he knocked a certain way so she knew it was him and to unlock the door

She was at the stove, hand on her hip and her other holding a spoon as she stirred a stew she had been working on all day. She put the spoon down when she heard a familiar knock, a smile breaking out as she wiped her hands off and ran to the door, waiting for a brief moment to hear the knock again.

When it came she opened the door, ready to see her husband after what seemed like forever.

What she saw, however, was not the loving face of her darling husband. Rather, an unfamiliar man, a gun already pointed at her face. She gaped, her smile falling as she backed in, letting the man inside without question.

Bucky told her to stay calm if she was ever discovered, to not show weakness otherwise they would use it against her, they were heartless and would do anything to break him.

She felt her heart pounding as he shut the door behind him, she backed her way into the bright kitchen and he wordlessly gestured to the chair at the dinner table. She glanced down at it before pulling it out and taking a seat. She sat with her hands folded in her lap and held eye contact, she felt like she was trembling violently but when she glanced down she was stone steady.

"Where is he?" The man said, his voice low and strong.

She looked up at him, blinking a few times and licking her lips.

"I don't know, he left several days ago. He didn't tell me where."

"You're lying, aren't you?"

"No sir, I'm not. I don't know where he is."

"You're fucking lying to me." He repeated, he held his gun by the barrel and hit across her cheek with it, her head flew to the side as the pain shot through her.

Despite this she didn't make a sound, she just looked up at him and tensed her jaw.

"Tell me where he is!" The man was angry, his nostrils flared and his lips drew down at the sides. He put the gun in his waistband and grabbed her jaw, crouching down to be eye level with her. She maintained eye contact, breathing heavy and pursing her lips.

"I told you, I don't know." Her voice was even, though her throat felt like it was closing.

He stood up, bunching his sleeves above his elbows and slapping her other cheek hard enough to make her head swing to the other side.

"Why are you protecting him? I don't like hurting a pretty face like yours but you keep fucking lying to me." He grabbed her jaw again, squeezing tight and making her look at him.

"I'm not protecting him, if I knew where he was I would tell you. Simple as that."

As she said this she very faintly heard the sound of the doorknob turning, she glanced for just a moment around, including over the man's shoulder who had his back to the front room.

He clearly didn't hear, nor notice her breaking eye contact.

"Look, beautiful. Tell me where your husband is and I promise I'll take real good care of ya, I'll make sure nothin' bad happens to ya and I'll keep a real close eye on ya." He said softly, smiling and acting as if he were comforting a small child.

The change in behavior was strange, he went from beating her to... protecting her?

"You won't have to do that, asshole."

The familiar voice made her heart soar with relief. The man turned around just as Bucky got up to him, grabbing his collar and turning him around to slam him into the wall by the doorway.

The man groaned as his head slammed into the drywall, pulling his head up to look at Bucky, then over at her who just smiled sweetly. She had a strange excitement coursing through her at the sight of seeing this up close.

"What the fu-"

Bucky used his free hand to slap the man across the cheek, then drag him off the wall and slam him against the kitchen counter.

"You do not fucking touch her, do you fucking understand?" Bucky shouted in the man's face, slamming his head against the cabinets above the granite counter.

The man seemingly gathered himself and grabbed Bucky's arm, trying to push him off. Bucky, however, only slammed him again before shoving him down against the counter, knocking the pot off the stove and pressing the side of the man's face against the hot stove.

The scream the resounded made her shiver, then take a deep breath and slowly stand up. She enjoyed the fighting but she didn't want to see how this would end.

"You owe me money in the first place." Bucky said as he snatched the poor man's body away, throwing him on the ground. She could see the blister's forming on his cheek already as she went to the back bedroom.

An hour later the house was silent, she sat on the bed with her legs crossed, scrolling through her phone. She tuned out the fighting and held her breath.

The door opened and she looked up to see her husband, panting heavily with his shirt torn, hair completely messed up, with bruises on his face.

She was about to get up to look at his injuries but he beat her to it, shutting the door behind him as he walked to the bed.

"My Belle..." He said softly, his voice much nicer and calmer than before.

He held her face with a much softer grip, thumb brushing over the deep cut on her cheek from the man's gun.

"What happened, doll? What did he want?" He asked as he looked over her entire face, then inspected her arms and exposed skin for any other wounds.

"He knew the knock we agreed on... I don't know how but he did, and so I opened the door thinking it was you and he held me at gun point. I... I don't remember everything, I just remember him hitting me, then hearing the door open and then you came in." She replied quietly, her hand holding his metal one and gripping it tight. She took deep breaths as she finally relaxed, knowing he was okay now.

"I should've killed him, nobody should have known that. I don't know how he did. That means they bugged this place. Me and the guys will check this place top to bottom to find everything, I don't know how anyone even found this place." Bucky sighed, his hand now curling around the back of her neck to bring her head forward, leaving a lingering kiss on her forehead. "I'm so sorry I let this happen, I knew I shouldn't have been gone that long." He said with a frown, closing his eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours, his most common form of physical affection.

"No, Bucky. You aren't to be blamed. If you hadn't shown up when you did who knows what would've happened... You possibly saved my life today, Buck." She replied, a gentle hand coming up to cup his cheek, her thumb stroking over his faint stubble.

Bucky went to argue but she shushed him before he could say anything, tilting her head back just a bit to lean up for a kiss, her eyes closing as their lips met.

She felt his breath catch as they kissed, he slowly crawled onto the bed over her and she leaned back, smiling against him despite the soreness in her cheeks.

"I love you so much, you're so good to me." He whispered against her lips, the kiss grew desperate as the couple continued for a while.

She hummed quietly, mumbling a soft "I love you too" while her hands untucked his shirt and slid under the fabric.

Bucky grinned and pulled away from the kiss, leaning down to kiss along her jaw, then down her neck. Her chest heaved as he kissed lower, sucking multiple dark bruises into her skin as he worked on pulling her shirt off, pulling off of her completely to take the fabric off and throw it to the side. She frantically unbuttoned his shirt, her hands shaking a bit from all the emotions that surged through her all at once.

"Princess, slow down. You're trembling." Bucky said with a quiet laugh, drawing her eyes up to his cool blue ones.

She nodded, taking a deep breath and pausing her movements, she recollected herself and smiled.

"I love you, Buck." She said quietly, his eyes filled with adoration as she said that, despite having heard it already it still made him so happy to hear it again.

"I love you too, doll. I don't know what I'd do without you." He replied, he sat up and took off his shirt, finishing the last few buttons and throwing it to the side. She immediately had her hands on him again, wrapping around to feel the strong muscles in his back. She had missed him these past few days and after today she just wanted to love him and make sure he knew he was loved.

"You treat me so good, missed you so much." She whispered, her head laid back against the bed as he kissed between her breasts, she hadn't worn a bra that day and she was thankful for it.

She felt Bucky's breath puff against her skin as he left more bruises, delighted that he got to come home when he did, otherwise who knows what could've happened.

Bucky kissed lower, hands gripping the waistband of her leggings as he moved down. She raised her hips when he gave them a firm tug, allowing him to pull them off and toss them to the floor as well.

"Missed you, missed this, missed everything about you. Thought about you constantly." He whispered against her skin, she shivered at the feeling and her hands combed through Bucky's soft hair, giving an encouraging push down as a wordless plea.

"Bucky..." She whispered, biting her bottom lip and glancing down at him.

The man looked up at her with a grin before sliding down the last inch, maintaining eye contact as he lowered his face between her legs, his tongue out and immediately lapping over her clit.

The sensation was warm but her entire body shook, her fingers clenched in his hair as he began to stroke the sensitive nerves. His metal hand gripped her plump thigh, squeezing gently while his other hand crept between her legs as well.

She hadn't felt this in what seemed like ages, her hips rolled up against his face as he continued to eat her out, dipping down to eagerly fuck his tongue into her before coming back up to suck on her clit.

As he stimulated with his tongue he eased two fingers into her, groaning at the beautiful sound she made, a soft and breathy whine, barely audible. She never really made much noise, shy of her sounds.

Bucky's fingers curled against her g-spot, then pulled back, then pushed back in to curl against her g-spot again.

The intense pleasure made her really moan, her eyes squeezing shut for a moment before cracking open so she could look down at Bucky who had closed his eyes so he could focus on pleasuring his wife.

And pleasure he did.

She was rolling her hips up to grind against his tongue, then pushing them back down to fuck back against his fingers, this cycle kept going, her entire body was hot and she was whimpering.

Bucky sat up to look at her with a smirk, his mouth and the area around it glistening in the dim light, she lifted her head to look at him, dizzy from the pleasure. He kept his fingers continuously rubbing against her sweet spot, she still whined in the back of her throat.

"Did you want something, love? All you gotta do is say so." Bucky said with a brow raised, his head tipped to the side.

She pouted, her lip sticking out at his words. She was so shy in the bedroom and didn't really speak too often.

Bucky wasn't letting up, however, he held eye contact as he teased her, putting light pressure on that spot but never enough to throw her over the edge nor pull her back from it.

"Buck... You know what I want please?" She whined, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth and trying to grind her hips against his hand.

"I know what you want, I just wanna hear you say it." Bucky said with a smirk, lowering himself down as if he were going to continue what he had started, instead he just fanned his breath over the area, close enough for her to know he was there but too far for her to grind up like she desperately wanted to.

Bucky whispered words of encouragement, reminding her to tell him if he was going too far. She loved the embarrassment from this treatment, knowing he wanted to hear her made her happy, and his words of praise and love made her even happier.

"Come on, beautiful, I know you can." He said softly, he was toying with her and the pressure was building, she felt so ready but knew she couldn't, and if she did get just close enough he would always slow down to a crawl.

"Please... Bucky, wanna cum... Want you to taste me..." She whimpered finally, Bucky grinned and nodded, his metal hand grabbed one of her hands and locked their fingers together as he leaned closer, pressing against the g-spot and suctioning his lips around the clit once more.

She cried aloud at the sudden onset of pleasure, gripping his hand as if her life depended on it, her other hand pulling at his hair so hard she knew she ripped some out by mistake.

Bucky managed to keep up with her movements despite her hips thrusting erratically and jerking against him. He groaned as he felt her walls tighten around his fingers and he tried his best to keep thrusting them against that spot despite her tensing so much.

She finally sucked in a large breath, chest heaving and head lolling back, her body relaxed and Bucky chuckled, sucking his fingers into his mouth, then carefully leaning a bit further to gather the juices she had created, smiling when he heard her small gasp at the feeling.

Bucky pulled away and wiped his lips, looking down at her while she gathered herself.

"You're so beautiful, always so beautiful." He said softly, leaning over her and cupping her bruised  cheek as she calmed herself.

She looked over at Bucky, or rather, through him really, her eyes were glazed over and tears had gathered from the sheer intensity. Bucky laughed a bit as he gently swiped his thumbs under her eyes.

"Babe did you even cum while I was gone?" Bucky laughed, she made a small grunt and shook her head, blinking a few times and smiling a bit.

"I wanted to wait until you got back... Worth it." She said softly, leaning up to capture Bucky's lips on hers. He happily went with it, one of his hands tangling in her hair while his other worked on his pants, getting them undone and pushed down to his thighs. He pulled away and stood up to take his pants off, leaving them in a heap on the ground.

He leaned over their nightstand and opened it, searching through the items in it.

"Want you to cum in me this time..."

Bucky's head snapped up at that, eyes wide and mouth gaped.

"You... What?"

She turned her head to look at him, eyes wide and cheeks red.

"I... I said I want you to cum in me."

If Bucky could've gotten harder, he would've. He broke into a grin and climbed back on her, wrapping her legs around his waist.

She laid back, biting her lip and taking a slow breath, Bucky grabbed one of her hands again and used his other to slide himself into her.

The intense heat made him freeze completely, his eyes fluttering. He leaned over her and kissed along her shoulder. His breath came out shaky and uneven, his muscles tensed as he filled her.

She let out a quiet moan at the familiar feeling, eyes falling shut and hand gripping his.

"You always feel so good, so warm, love being inside you." Bucky rambled as he picked up a slow pace. "Always so perfect, everything about you so perfect." He mumbled, biting on her shoulder as he grunted, voice raising at the very end.

She grinned, proud she could reduce the most infamous man in their state to a flustered mess.

She swallowed her pride, leaning her head back and holding the back of his head.

"You feel so good, Buck. So deep in me, dunno what I'd do without you here." She whined, voice high pitched and ending in a moan as Bucky hit all of the right spots.

"You sound so beautiful, missed your voice while I was gone, missed your cute fucking moans." Bucky groaned, stopping to suck another bruise onto the side of her neck.

She just whimpered at that, gasping when he changed his angle just slightly and thrust faster.

Bucky moaned as well, gripping her hand as if she was his life line. She squeezed his as well and pulled on his hair, pulling him up for a passionate kiss. Bucky grunted and his other hand slid between them to rub at her clit, the one holding her hand balancing him. She gasped again, the noise trailing into a drawn out moan.

The fact that she very well could have died this evening if it weren't for this man right here hit her suddenly, her chest seizing for a second as she reeled at that thought.

All at once she grew desperate to make him cum, squeezing her walls around him and moaning at the sudden full feeling she got all over again.

The sensation made Bucky choke on his own spit, his hips jerking hard into that tight squeeze. He pressed his forehead to hers, taking slow breaths despite his quick thrusts.

"C'mon, babe. Wanna watch you cum, wanna know I made you feel good." She pleaded, voice quiet and encouraging as she watched his face contort in pleasure.

His entire body was hot, he felt so shaky in this moment as his love for her overwhelmed him. He saved her today, he knew that mans intentions were not to let her go free.

They came together, hers wasn't as mind blowing as it was at first but she was also forced out of her immediate stun from her orgasm by the sound Bucky made as he pressed in balls deep.

Bucky whimpered out loud as he came, his eyes squeezing shut and body seizing as he pushed into her completely, his hand faltering on her clit.

She grinned, her free hand sliding down to grab Bucky's ass, squeezing the tense muscle there and biting her lip. His cheeks were a dark pink and a bead of sweat rolled down his temple as he emptied his load in her canal, finally taking a deep breath and allowing his eyes to flutter open.

Bucky slowly pulled out, pausing if he saw her wince, then he sat back on his knees and watched as his cum leaked out of her. The sight made him blush again, a smile breaking out as he watched it.

"You're so beautiful, fuck I mean that." Bucky panted, looking between her eyes and her hole.

"Let's go shower, Buck. I missed you." She said softly, her cheeks red from all of the praise and the fact that she could feel the cum leaking out.

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"I'm so proud of you, by the way. You did exactly what I always told you to do if that ever happened." Bucky smiled, pulling her to his bare chest as the water rained on her back.

She went to speak but instead closed her eyes and took a deep breath, smiling and kissing Bucky's scar line on his chest.

"I don't know how you stayed calm that entire time but I'm so thankful you did." He continued to say, both of his hands rubbing over her back.

"I know what I do is dangerous, but god dammit I'm so glad that despite that you're willing to stay with me, knowing that it's dangerous you're still willing to be here." Bucky sighed, his head resting on top of hers.

"It's because I love you, dummy. Otherwise I wouldn't have demanded we get married." She giggled, smiling against him. "I missed you, a lot. I was so excited when I thought it was you but fuck seeing you protect me that like I just... I had to have you after that oh god." She sighed, shivering from the mere memory. "Ruined the stew though..." She pouted.

Bucky laughed and looked down, cupping her face and pulling it up to look at him. "I made it better though, didn't I? I'll take you out to dinner tomorrow, after me and the crew debug the house." He promised, kissing her forehead before rocking them both side to side.

Solo Steve

Prompt: Steve relaxes in a nice shower. Warnings: Steve beats his dick in a shower, masturbation Words: 691 (It's a masturbation scene sue me) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve tosses his sweaty, dirty clothes in his laundry basket. He shivers at the chilled air and turns on the hot water. He doesn't have to wait long for the water to heat up and he's stepping in.

The warmth is an instant gift as it washes over him, the grime from the day sliding off of his body and down the drain. His mind wanders, initially going over the mission, the people they saved. Then they wander further, all of the people he's helped save. Including a beautiful brunette who happily offered him a personal thank you.

Steve, of course, declined the offer. He didnt know the woman, she didn't know him. But god, if they did know each other.

Her name was Carter. She had beautiful wavy hair that fell so naturally around her face. She had just ran for cover from a massive explosion and not a single hair was out of place. Her eyes were a charming hazel with dark, long lashes framing them. Her freckles dotted across her nose, and her lips were painted a deep red, one that Steve was all too familiar with.

She wore a black pencil skirt, a black button up tucked into it. Work, she said hastily as she dusted it off. The outfit hugged her lower half well, Steve would never admit to staring at her rear as she walked away but it's exactly what he did. He enjoyed watching as her ass bounced lightly with her steps. Her legs were strong, looked even stronger with the heels she wore.

All in all she looked genuinely perfect. To Steve's standards, that is.

His mind really began to wander now, as he finished washing his hair and began washing the day off his body. The heat from the water adding to the heat he felt stirring low.

Celene offered an absolutely sinful reward for his heroic actions.

Offered to take Steve back to her place for the night, make the captain feel better than he ever has. Her voice was so sweet, as if she didn't know exactly what she was offering.

Steve could already imagine watching those ruby lips, kissing down his body, hands following her mouth before she settled to her knees. She'd look up at Steve with these doe eyes as she sank those lips down on him, dragging each and every sound she could from Steve's open mouth.

Steve could imagine as she'd sit on his lap, her skirt pushed up to her waist as she faced away and wiggled side to side, she probably wouldn't even be wearing anything under the skirt.

He could feel as she slowly brought herself down onto him until she was fully seated on his lap. He'd grab and squeeze that round ass, maybe give it a few sharp slaps before rolling up into her.

As Steve imagined this his hand squeezed and pumped himself, the pleasure multiplied simply by the daydream alone.

"Oh, fuck."

He'd grunt as she pleased the both of them, moaning aloud and calling out his title.

They'd switch positions, she'd be on her knees, face buried in the pillow as Steve jerks her wrists behind her back with one hand, thrusting into her and watching in delight as her ass bounced with each rough thrust he delivered.

She'd moan into the pillows, crying out and begging for him to tell her to cum, the sheer power rush Steve got from that alone made him needier.

Steve grunted softly as he thrusted into his hand, his eyes squeezed shut and his head tipped back.

Images of this woman in varying staged of pleasure kicked him into his orgasm.

It was the most intense orgasm he's had in months, it knocked the wind out of him and left him dizzy. He had to sit down on the bench in the shower, catching his breath and watching as the remains of the heavy orgasm washed down the drain.

That woman was going to be in his memory, for a long, long time.

Distractions

Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton

Prompt: Natasha is still haunted by memories from the infamous red room. Clint offers his complete support and helps take her mind off of it.

Warnings: some emotional stuff, some sexual stuff too

Words: 2.4k

Note: I called Clint a marksman somewhere in here and some people may think it's wrong but Ive always considered archers to be marksmen. Also the characters are both poorly written in my opinion but I'd love feedback

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Natasha sat in her room, door shut, lights off, it was completely dark, around 2 in the morning. She hasn’t been able to sleep since she saw the date for today. She excused herself from the group she was having fun with and simply went up to her floor to lie down and mope to herself.

Clearly she can’t be alone in her own mind. She heard an elevator ding signaling someone's presence. She didn’t sit up or even look that way.

There was a dip in the bed and that's when she turned her head and smiled when she saw who it was.

Steve sat there, smiling and just rubbing her arm. "I noticed you weren't in such a good mood, wanna tell me what's going on Romanoff?" He asked quietly, lips in a tight line as he looked at her. Natasha smiled and shook her head, pursing her lips and shifting to face him.

"It's just. The date is a marker for when I became... Whatever thing I am now." She sighed, looking up at him and patting his arm gently. "I don't really want to talk about it."

Steve nodded and stood up to take his leave, giving her a firm pat on the arm. "I'll send Clint up here in a minute, I'm going to go back down to talk to Tony and Bruce." He said quietly, taking one last look at Natasha before leaving the room. She let out a sigh and stood up, walking to her dresser and pulling out a t shirt and a pair of fluffy pajama bottoms. She quickly stripped and redressed before laying back down, pushing her comforter down to the foot of the bed and laying down under the sheet. There was a quiet tap on her door before it opened and an all too familiar face peeked in.

"Hey there Nat. Steve told me to come talk to you, is everything alright?" He asked quietly, as if he spoke too loud it would break something. Natasha rolled on her side to face Clint and pat the spot beside her on her bed. The marksman came in and shut the door softly before walking over.

When he sat down he laid back against the headboard and laid his legs out in front of him. Natasha scooted closer and laid her head on Clint’s thigh.

Their relationship had always been questioned by others, they weren't really sure what they were either. They acted like a couple, went out on dates sometimes, kissed and cuddled, and sometimes things got a little hot between them as well. There have been several occasions where the both of them have shown up for training littered in scratch marks and bruises from nights before. So they had a complicated relationship to say the least.

Clint took Natasha's hair down from the messy ponytail it was in and combed his fingers through her hair slowly. Natasha instantly relaxed against him and sighed. "Thank you, Clint. For coming up here and checking on me, I'm glad I’ve met you. Its just. The day I didn’t realize what it was so when I found out I was hit instantly with remembrance of what I've become. Who I've become. I'm so glad I've become who I am otherwise I wouldn’t have met you and I wouldn't have been able to become so happy but I always wonder what if I had just been normal?" Natasha rambled on and Clint simply listened and played with her hair. When she finished he looked down at her and smiled, letting his hand trail down to cup her cheek.

Natasha smiled and leaned up, reaching up with one delicate hand to comb through Clint’s hair on the back of his head. Her fingers tangled in suddenly and she pulled him down into a slow kiss. There wasn't any heat behind it just soft, passionate kissing.

Clint pulled away with a throaty chuckle and looked at Natasha despite it being dark in the room enough light was in there for them to see each other.

"Nat, I am so lucky to have met you. You make me so undeniably happy and I hate to see you in such a low spot. I understand that today is a rough day for you but I'm here for you and I wont leave until you need me to. But right now you need someone here and that is gonna be me until you are sick and tired of it. I'm here to listen, comfort, and distract you from your pain in any way needed." Clint whispered sweetly, pressing his forehead to hers and wrapping a large hand around hers as it came up to touch the side of his face. All at once Natasha pulled Clint into another kiss, this time holding fire and desire in it.

Clint blindly reached around behind him until he found the lamp and turned it on. The sudden light made Natasha pull away and smile at him. "I want to be able to actually see you while I cause a distraction." Clint smiled as he shifted so Natasha laid on her back and Clint hovered over her.

They kissed for a long while, Natasha would nibble and bite on Clint’s bottom lip to pull out deep groans and grunts from the man above her. His hands ran over her sides and to her hips then up her legs that had wrapped around his waist. His hands wandered to her knees then came back up to her sides underneath her shirt. Clint pulled away to sit back on his knees between her legs, his rough hands gently massaged and caressed Natasha's pale breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before he began to pinch and tease her sensitive nipples.

Natasha's back arched into the stimulation and her eyes fluttered shut, her small hands gripped his large wrists to have something to hold on to while he touched her. Out of everyone she's ever been with he's the only one who stuck around long enough to learn exactly how to unwind her. She didn't understand why he stayed but she's more than thankful for it every day they spend together. Natasha sat up and ripped her shirt over her head before laying back down to let Clint continue his assault on her torso. He leaned down over her body to place a wet kiss right under her jaw, followed by on her collar bone, then he paused right below the collarbone to suck a dark purple bruise into the pale skin.

Clint always loves marking Natasha, he thinks that the dark purples, blues, and reds all look beautiful compared to her skin as white as cream. He loved how they made her body shiver and rather than snarky remarks he pulls beautiful moans from between her cherry red lips. He loved pleasing Natasha, he would spend hours teasing her and making her feel the best she ever has before.

Clint continued his kisses, kissing between the soft breasts before going off to the side and swirling his tongue around the perky nipple, then closing his lips around it to suck on the skin softly. He let His teeth slowly and carefully scrape over the sides before he pulled away and smirked as he saw the heaving breaths Natasha was taking. Whenever he stopped the assassin would lift her head up with a pout, followed by a whine from the back of her throat.

Natasha swirled her hips around and pushed them up against Clint's. Even through the soft material of her pants and his sweat pants she felt a jolt of pleasure spark through her abdomen. She impatiently ran her hands under his shirt and tugged it up and off. Immediately her eyes landed on his chest and his arm, Natasha always loved his tattoos, she loved to admire them and take her time to kiss over the soft inked skin. Just as she went to flip them over to appreciate his body Clint put a firm hand on her chest and leaned down again.

"I know you like to take control, princess. But tonight is about you. Im going to make sure you see how perfect I think you are no matter what your past consists of." He whispered against the soft skin of her flat stomach. Natasha bit her lip and relaxed, slowly calming herself down and taking a deep breath in before closing her eyes and letting herself be pleasured.

Clint took this as an okay and pulled her fuzzy fox print pajama bottoms off and tossed them aside. His lips traced over the faint mark of her abs and left more hickeys on the smooth skin before kissing down to her hips where he barely bit the jutted out hip bone and sucked in a mark as well. Natasha's hips jerked roughly with every kiss and bite, she was practically grinding her now exposed clit against his jaw. Clint snickered at her impatience and wrapped his tan hands around her thighs before diving in and moaning against her clit as he finally tasted her.

Natasha let out a very audible squeal and immediately her back arched, her bright eyes rolled back, her thighs clenched around Clint’s head, and her long nails scratched his scalp as she pulled his hair roughly. Clint only let out another moan against her, looking up her body at Natasha blissed out face. She let out quiet moans, she usually wasn’t that loud in bed until it came to Clint’s fingers.

Rather than jumping straight to his fingers Clint decided to continue lapping at her swollen clit, flicking his tongue against the nerves and smirking as Natasha's hips arched up against his face. She mumbled random nonsense, which Clint zoned in on.

"Oh fuck... Fuck fuck fuck Clint... Oh my god-fuck-" Nat panted and let out a surprised squeal when suddenly Clint’s middle finger pushed into her all the way to the last knuckle. Her body froze as he continued sucking and licking over her clit, his finger slowly pumped a couple of times before suddenly curling up all at once which made Natasha lock up and let out a loud moan from the sudden intense pleasure rather than the dull, constant pleasure from his tongue.

Suddenly all of her senses were heightened, Clint continued quickly curling his finger inside of her while his tongue flicked back and forth across her clit. She felt as if it were too much yet still not enough.

Clint was relentless, he wasn't slowing down at all. He added a second finger to Natasha and curled them both, Natasha felt a tight knot curl up in her abdomen. Her hips thrusted against the pleasure and bucked erratically. Clint pressed a hand down on her pelvis which caused Natasha to clamp down all at once and and keep Clint’s fingers inside of her. His tongue worked against her as her walls clenched and unclenched through her orgasm as it ripped through her. She hadn’t had an orgasm this powerful in over a month, some juices leaked around Clint’s strong fingers. Finally she relaxed and looked down at Clint who had pulled away and sucked his fingers clean.

He kissed up Natasha's body and licked his lips before kissing her softly. "Do you have the energy for one more, Natasha? If not that is perfectly fine we can go and get in a bath and then come back in here and cuddle until you fall asleep." Clint began rambling this time, Natasha giggled and kissed him again with a satisfied hum.

"I can go again, but I'd rather you let me have a taste of you." She rasped, sitting up and urging Clint to lie back. He wasn't going to complain at all so he followed as she said and lifted his hips as she tugged down his sweatpants.

Natasha wasn’t in the mood to tease so she looked up through her long lashes as she gripped Clint at the base and slowly sank down. She had to pull back about halfway down and push her hair back before sinking down once more, this time closing her eyes and taking a steady breath through her nose as she allowed her throat to relax. Her gag reflex tried to tighten around the head of Clint’s cock but Natasha had to force herself to fight it and take him down all the way.

Clint let his head fall back and a groan fall from his lips, his hand came up to Natasha's hair to push it back and grip it tight. Natasha hummed a little as she pulled back, saliva dripping down the shaft slowly. She then suctioned her lips tightly around the swollen tip before sinking back down, Clint jerked his head up to watch Natasha as he moaned again. His eyes fluttered just as she glanced up and sank all the way down again.

Natasha continued this steady pace until Clint was grinding his hips up into her. Finally Natasha pulled off and looked up with wide eyes. "You can fuck my face, Clint. You know that." She smiled, he grinned and pulled her back to his cock. She opened her mouth and slid just past the tip into her mouth then let Clint take control from there.

The archer pulled her down a bit more before thrusting his hips up into her mouth, once he got used to the feeling he let himself thrust faster. Clint moaned and let himself go, his muscles were pulled taut and he felt his climax building all too quick. Natasha knew this and waited patiently, adding in soft moans as he hit the back of her throat. His thighs tensed and pulled up just a little bit as his head fell back hard against the pillows.

He couldn't form proper words but Natasha felt the pulsing cock and closed her lips around it just as she felt the hot, salty cum shoot out and land on her tongue and even down her throat. It kept going and once he was done she pulled away, she swallowed everything in her mouth and stuck her tongue out at him. Clint smiled and reached up, cupping her face and stroking over her cheek.

"I hope you don’t think we're done yet, I'm gonna be distracting you all day." Clint said with a wink.

I will eventually work on titling my works, just give it some time so I can first put out more (hopefully) higher quality works

Casual (Loki x female OC) (Part 1)

Prompt: Opal breaks up with her long time boyfriend at a a party, hangs out with Loki, becomes his best friend, tensions grow, things get heated.

Warnings: Oral sex (male and female receiving), mild dirty talk, uhhh angst maybe?, a bit of verbal fighting, swearing,

Words: 8,514

Opal came up behind Ryan, her long-term boyfriend of four years. He was watching an intense game of beer pong, completely oblivious of his girlfriend’s seething rage. 

“Ryan, I need to talk to you.” She said in her usual soft tone. The man in question turned to look at her, offering a smile and nodding.

 Once alone Opal turned to face him, standing back a good two feet. “Explain these accusations. There are so many women I know personally who are accusing you of these terrible, unforgivable actions. One girl says you assaulted her, one girl says she thinks you drugged her, and another simply said that you threatened her and coerced her into a sexual relationship and that’s why you’ve been leaving at the weirdest fucking times.” She confronted him, something she didn’t often do. 

 Ryan held his hands up as if surrendering, eyebrows raised high. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, babe. Do you really think that I would do that?” He tried to sound convincing but Opal knew his giveaways. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at him, simply not saying anything. Under the hard glare Ryan backed away a little, shrinking into himself. “Okay okay... Yes, they... might be true.” He said after a long while, giving in easily.

 “I fucking knew it.” Opal said before turning away and headed to the front of the large house they were at. She heard Ryan following her and turned sharply once again, he narrowly avoided running right into her with the suddenness of the movement. “Don’t follow me like a lost puppy. You fucked up, you fucked up big time.”

 “Babe, come on. I’d never hurt you.” Ryan tried to explain but Opal simply shoved him away from her, suddenly feeling suffocated with how close this dangerous man was to her, she looked at him as if she didn’t even know him. 

 “Ryan, shut the fuck up. I don’t care how long we were together, I absolutely will not be with someone like you.” She spat, Ryan flinched at how harsh the words were. Opal could see his tears gather while she only glared at him as if he were scum of the earth. “Don’t you dare fucking cry.” She said before turning away from him, hiding her own tears starting to form and blur her vision. 

 “Baby, it’s been so long with you how could you just throw it away?” He said with a shaking voice, it hurt Opal to hear but she gathered her courage and turned, wiping her eyes with her sweater sleeve before jabbing his chest with her delicate finger.

 “I’m not throwing the best relationship I’ve ever been in, I’m taking out the fucking trash. People like you don’t deserve to be happy.” Opal raised her voice before backing away on shaky legs and turning away again. “Fucking go away, Ryan. I don’t want to see you anymore.” She spat, angry at him and at herself for ignoring any signs.

 “Babe, it’s not that bad!”

 Opal practically lunged at Ryan at that point, grabbing his collar and shaking him a few good times before holding him nose to nose. “Not that bad? Are you fucking kidding me, Ry? You assaulted women and admitted it! You not only cheated on me and hurt me but you ruined their lives! You can’t give Tay back what you took, you can’t give Lori her night back, you can’t fucking fix this with an apology and a joke! Now fucking leave god dammit!” Opal shouted at him, shoving him backwards and turning away, leaving before he can say anything else to really piss her off. 

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 Opal sat in the backyard, the party was inside for the most part thankfully but the noise is what kept her there despite just wanting to go crawl in bed and forget about tonight. She felt absolutely horrible, she had done her hair nice for the party but pulled it back into a sloppy bun, most of her makeup she managed to rub off already, and she had her arms tucked into her sweater and wrapped around her legs which she pulled under the sweater. She was sad but she wasn’t going to let that affect her.

 When she felt someone’s presence beside her she thought it was Ryan, she was grateful she turned to look before snapping at the man because it was definitely not the muscular blonde she had been expecting.

 “Hey, this seat taken?” A smooth voice drawled, only sitting down when she giggled and shook her head. “Are you alright, love? I noticed you haven’t moved in quite some time.” The man asked, simply curious about what’s going on. Opal was, after all, a well known and well liked person and so of course it would be strange and obvious if she suddenly shut down and left. 

 “I, uh, I broke up with Ryan earlier. It wasn’t very pretty.” She cautiously admitted, she knew that Ryan was probably already trying to spread rumors about her inside so she may as well tell someone the whole truth. “I confronted him about some rumors and even though he admitted to it openly he still made me feel like I was just being crazy.” Opal sighed, resting her chin on her knees and looking out into the thick tree line across from her. “Who are you?” She asked suddenly, taking the moment to look over at the man with a cocked brow.

 “I’m Loki, darling. I’m Thor’s brother.” He said with a charming smile, it made Opal smile despite her night. This man piqued her curiosity, she wanted to ask more questions but didn’t want to invade his privacy.

 “Oh, I remember when Thor and I were really good friends. Ryan was always picky with who we were both friends with so Thor and I eventually just stopped talking to one another. I was actually surprised when Ry told me we were going to the party, actually. I had only been here one time when I got too messed up to get myself home so Thor took me here instead so he could keep an eye on me.” Opal smiled at the memory of throwing up in Thor’s bathroom and him carrying her to the couch where he stayed awake with her until she literally passed out watching the Polar Express.

 Loki laughed, nodding at the memory he had of that night. “Yes yes, you came in my room and you looked through my books, saw I had Hamlet and very poorly reenacted the play’s iconic lines. Quite a show if I do say so myself. You’re a charming girl.” He said with a dazzling smile. He looked at Opal for a second, taking in her delicate features, the lips that were still so pink despite rubbing off any makeup, the puffy eyes with smudged mascara, the slight upturned nose, he thought despite any imperfections she was a gorgeous girl, drop dead stunning.

 Opal blushed under the stare, smiling and looking to the side and picking at the grass before looking back over. “You’re the real charmer. I’m all… post-crying and here you are, a literal god beside me.” She replied, pulling her arms through the sleeves of the sweater and playfully punching his arm. 

 The man laughed and shook his head, rubbing the spot where Opal touched him.”My dear. I have known you for quite some time. I still think you are absolutely stunning, I did then and I do now.” He said casually, Opal blushed more and sighed. 

 “I… I want to go somewhere but I don’t know where.” She said suddenly, looking over at him and then back at the trees. Her stomach suddenly growled, Loki chuckled and raised a brow.

 “Come with me, I’m hungry too but I don’t want to be here. Thor is the one who wanted a party. I’m sure he won’t mind if I leave with someone as beautiful as you.” Loki stood up, holding out his hand for Opal to take.

 “Where are we going?” Opal asked, still holding Loki’s cool hand as they walked through the back door. She went easily putting on her party facade, if the people in here were as drunk as she hoped they wouldn’t even notice she was still sober.

 Loki didn’t answer as they went to his room, shutting the door and grabbing a set of keys and a wallet. “We, my love, are going to eat at a diner in town.” He finally replied, tucking his wallet away and once again taking Opal’s hand in his gentle hold. His touch sent little shocks through her arm and she suddenly never wanted to let go. 

 On their way out the door they bumped into a tipsy Ryan, he almost spilled his beer and the smell of the alcohol made Opal feel sick. The blond caught sight of her immediately and glared at Loki and her both. 

 “...Bitch.”

 The insult was quiet, only for Opal to hear as she walked by. However, Loki heard it and grabbed his arm, snatching the stumbling body back to him.

 Loki leaned down real close, his lips were right beside Ryan’s ear and the man was practically shitting himself just standing there.

 “Do not ever insult her or speak to her in a degrading way again. You will feel the wrath of both my brother and I. Do I make myself clear?” He whispered, when Ryan nodded he pushed him away and took ahold of Opal’s hand again, taking her out to his car and opening the door for her. 

 The sheer force in Loki’s voice was enough to make Opal feel warm all over, particularly her face. She grinned and got in, clicking the seatbelt in and biting her lip. 

 “I’m sorry you saw that part of me, darling. I have simply heard the rumors about things he has done and if he has the nerve to degrade you in an attempt to make himself look better then clearly he has no business being anywhere near you, nor any woman. I’ll have my brother throw him out so he doesn’t hurt anyone.” Loki said as he backed out and they both drove to town, his phone connected to bluetooth so Loki pulled his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it before handing it over to Opal.

 “Oh no, no, no… I quite liked having someone defend me, usually Ry would laugh and joke it off when someone was really hurtful with what they said.” Opal replied, taking the phone and scrolling through the music, she giggled at some of the choices, not in a bad way. “Dolly fan, huh?” She teased, glancing over at Loki with a smirk. He just shrugged with an easy going smile.

 “What can I say, darling? She is a mastermind in music. Beautiful voice, and she is not afraid to put her foot down when something isn’t right.” Loki shrugged, Opal just nodded, deciding on a random song from some musical and putting the phone down.

 “Y’know. I’m a total stranger to you, I could just be waiting for the moment to strike.” Opal said casually, of course she wasn’t going to actually hurt her new found friend. It was just a random fact.

 Loki laughed at the bold statement, tipping his head back for a brief moment. Opal took that moment to look at him again, taking in his sharp features, his long hair, he had such a unique face, Opal deemed it to be pleasant and turned to face forward. 

 Loki had caught Opal staring at him but he wouldn’t say anything about it, letting her keep this little secret to herself.

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 At the diner Opal sat across from Loki in a booth and got situated before ordering a coffee with extra creamers, Loki ordered the same and then they were alone together. 

 “So I’m a little confused, why did you come out to talk to me?” Opal asked suddenly, glancing over her menu at the handsome man across from her, then back at the options.

 “Well, of course since it was at my house I wanted to make sure everybody was comfortable and happy, I was in my room with a window open and heard yelling so I poke my head down just to make sure nobody is hurt or going to be. I see you and your… whatever he is, I see only part of the fight, enough to know that you aren’t being hurt and neither is he and then I go back to minding my own business. So a while later I step out on my back porch and see a little lonely young woman curled up and zoned out so I go see what’s going on. Now here we are.” Loki answered honestly, explaining himself flawlessly. Opal blushed and smiled, something she seemed to be doing a lot around the man. 

 “I’m sorry you heard the fight. A bunch of girls told me the bad things he did to them, then he admitted it but tried acting like it wasn’t as serious as it was.” She sighed, deciding what she wanted and setting her menu at the end of the table, it only took Loki a couple of minutes to decide what he wanted before setting it down as well and smiling at Opal. 

 “It’s no problem my dear, really. I was worried for you just because that man is so much larger, I thought for sure I would have to send Thor out to break up a fight. You were standing your ground and this man had me worried.” He brushed off, glancing around them casually before looking back at Opal.

 “How about I give you my number, that way if things with Ryan go downhill I can call you and trust that you’ll be there in time. Not that I think he would hurt me, he knows to not lay a hand on me.” Opal shrugged, grabbing a napkin and a pen from her bag beside her. She scribbled her number down and slid it to him. 

 The god took the paper and tucked it in his pocket, laughing a little and nodding. “Don’t worry dear, as soon as I get a call from you wanting me to come over I will be there in no time flat. If you wish I can drive you home after this? That way I know exactly where it is.” Loki offered, leaning on his elbows. Their waitress came up and took their orders quickly before leaving them alone again, clearly seeing they were in a private conversation.

 “Thank you, Loki. I’d like that. I guess I didn’t just go home because it was really quiet and I just didn’t want to have to be alone, you know? But now that I’m away from the party I kind of want to be in the peace of my own home.” She accepted his offer, explaining why she hadn’t simply gone home earlier when she had the chance.

 Loki just nodded to her reasoning, sipping his coffee for a moment and pulling out his phone and Opal’s number. “I’m going to go ahead and put your number in my phone before I forget.” He said softly, unlocking it and going to his contacts. “What are some of your interests? I don’t know much about you anymore.” He asked, glancing up at Opal before back down to put in the digits. 

 It took a while for Opal to really think of a good answer, being put on the spot like that made her brain completely blank so she had to really think. “Well, I like reading and writing. I like swimming too I guess? I really just like being a little social but unfortunately me being a little social turned into me being so obnoxiously popular that everyone likes me, everyone wants to be around me all of the time and they expect me to act a certain way when in reality I’m a nerd that just reads, writes, and studies history all day when I get the chance. That’s why I want to major in history when I eventually start going to college.” Opal said before taking a long sip of her drink. Loki had finished putting her number in early on and had set his phone down to look at her as she spoke, she had his full attention and she wasn’t too sure what to do with it. She was used to having everyone’s attention while talking, yeah sure but she rarely got the chance to talk to someone one on one except Ryan who was always seemingly half listening. 

 Loki noticed her awkwardness and smiled, he found the woman intriguing, they had known each other but never really knew each other, only through Thor. He knew he’d be interested in her when she stumbled in his room forever ago and quoted Shakespeare. From that moment on this strange woman had resided in his memory. He found humor in many things she did, whether it be while she’s flustered and fumbling around or laughing and enjoying her time with him as they ate.

 By the end of their little spur of the moment midnight diner run Loki was infatuated with the mortal and she was infatuated with him as well. 

 He adored her smile, her carefree laugh, the way her eyes would light up if he mentioned something she liked. Loki liked the way she was genuinely interested in him rather than pretending to enjoy his company. He liked how she trusted him already and wanted to actually get to know him.

 Opal liked everything about Loki, the way he'd light up when she mentioned classic literature, the way he'd laugh or smile when she stumbled over her words after getting so excited that she jumbled them together, that he would answer her questions in total honesty and not be weird, how despite her being sensitive and fresh out of a relationship he wasn't treating her like glass. He treated her like a person rather than an object and paid attention to her intelligence rather than just her physical appearance. She was glad to have gotten to know this shy man who hides in the corner, she was glad he was really willing to be her friend rather than pretend to be her friend.

For a long while after their personal realizations of their shared infatuation they got back in Loki's car and rode in a comfortable silence, Loki had offered his large hand for her to hold and she kindly accepted it, smiling at the gentle squeeze she got.

 "This is it, um. Thank you, so much, for taking me home, paying for dinner, and just everything really. You didn't have to but I'm glad you did." Opal said as they parked on the curb in front of her one-story little white house. She didn't get out yet, not quite ready to say goodnight.

"I can go inside with you, or walk you to your door if you'd like." Loki offered, thinking she just didn't want to walk alone. The gesture made her grin, nodding and grabbing her bag before stepping out. It wasn't cold out but it thankfully wasn't hot either. Opal was very comfortable and felt safe with Loki walking beside her.

 "I still want to thank you, again. You can come inside since I'm not going to bed for a while and I'm sure the party is only just now starting to slow down." Opal said softly as she unlocked her door, nearly dropping her keys several times.

"Thank you, I shouldn't stay too long. But I'll stay as long as you want me to."

 If only Loki knew that she wouldn't want him to leave. She had just properly met the man and already wanted him to move in and keep her safe from everyone and everything. He was the nicest man she had met in so long who seemed genuinely nice and kind-hearted.

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They ended up watching a movie, Opal had her legs resting in Loki's lap, he had one hand on her shin and the other over the back of the couch. It was one of the Saw movies and Opal couldn't contain her laughter when Loki looked so shocked. He had never seen these movies before so to see just how graphic they really are definitely surprised him.  When he heard the bubbly sound he looked over at her with wide eyes.

"How could a sane person stomach these movies? Who decided to film them? Who thought it'd be a good idea?" Loki exclaimed, in a great deal of distress over this movie. Opal laughed harder and sat up, resting her hand on the nape of the man's neck and combing through the soft hair there.

"It's just a movie, but a twisted person had to have been behind the script, honestly. Who would ever even think that the blender thing would be a good idea? Who looks at a blender and says "Ah yes let me hide a key and only give it to them if they give me enough blood. What does he do with all that blood is my question really like why does he want so much blood?" Opal rambled, it was Loki's turn to laugh now, she playfully hit him again but rubbed over the spot she had hit.

"I should be going now, I will definitely be having nightmares tonight after that. I'll call you tomorrow on my way to work." Loki promised as he stood up, stretching his long limbs out and groaning as something popped. Opal stood as well, hiding her disappointment with a quiet giggle at the loud sound.

"I'll walk you to the door, I get up pretty early so I'll text you when I'm awake so you know you aren't waking me up." She decided with a hum, following Loki out and opening the door for him. They both stopped in the doorway, Opal planned to walk to the porch and wave him off, but Loki stopped and turned around.

"Tonight was really fun, I hope we get to do this more." Loki said honestly, pulling Opal against his chest for a tight hug.

She leaned into it and smiled, instantly surrounded by the smell of his cologne. She buried her face against him and took a deep breath, letting it out as a drawn out sigh.

They stood together for a while, probably too long to be considered a friendly hug but they were just enjoying themselves, swaying side to side before Loki finally stepped back, his cheeks tinted a light pink in the moonlight.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, yeah?" Loki said awkwardly, Opal laughed a little and nodded, giving a final wave as he walked off before shutting her door and being sure it was locked.

That night they both had pleasant dreams, despite the movie they watched, their dreams were of each other, both spending time together and having amazing times.

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When morning came Opal groaned as she sat up, eight A.M like every day, she shot Loki a good morning text before crawling out of bed and starting a pot of coffee, then taking a long shower while it brewed.

 While in the shower her phone rang, she dried off her hand and picked it up, being ever so thankful she got a water proof case.

"Hello?"

"Good morning, my dear."

Oh god, his morning voice. It's so low, throaty and absolutely delicious.

"Oh, hey Loki. How'd you sleep?" She asked as she finished shaving her leg, she set the razor aside and turned off her water.

"I slept wonderfully, dear. I'm grabbing coffee before running to the tower with Thor. Thankfully Stark said we don't have very much to do, just checking on some things, he said he might use me as a lab rat as usual."

Opal could practically hear the eye roll at the end of that sentence, she laughed a bit as she grabbed a towel and held her phone to her ear with her shoulder. She was smiling as she dried off, listening to him rant for a while before turning the question back to her about what she was doing.

"Well, I just finished taking a shower, I'm about to get coffee and make breakfast and I-" Opal was cut off by her doorbell ringing. She slid on a bath robe over her towel and went to check it, still on the phone. "Someone's at the door, just a second." She said into the speaker. She didn't hang up but she slid her phone in the robe pocket before opening the door to see a messy-haired blond man that she wished she didn't recognize. Opal immediately rolled her eyes, standing in the doorway and holding onto the door. "What do you want, Ry?" She sighed, she watched as he quickly looked over what she was wearing before meeting her eyes.

"I want to apologize, for everything. I really do. Last night I was tipsy and ended up getting hammered, I said some regretful things and I didn't know what I was saying." He said quietly, keeping his voice down as if he was telling some huge secret.

"I don't buy it, not for a second. Besides I'm not who you should be apologizing to. You aren't my problem anymore. You're a bastard, Ry and I will stand by that until the day I die. You said hurtful things but I couldn't care less what you said to me. I'm more worried about the shit you said and did to those women." Opal said firmly, she had almost forgotten about the phone call. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and held it back to her ear, she saw the look in Ryan's face change when he realized she was on the phone, he probably knew exactly who she was talking to as well.

"Are you okay, love?" Loki asked, clearly hearing the shuffling and figuring she had the phone again.

"I'm all good here, waiting for Ryan to get off my doorstep." She said into the speaker, she then pulled the phone away from her ear again and looked back at the blond. "Go away, Ryan. You aren't my problem and you aren't going to be my problem any time soon." She said before shutting the door, once again locking it and focusing on the conversation again. Opal made herself a cup of coffee before going to her office in the very back of the house.

"I told him to go away, hopefully he got the point." She sighed, opening her laptop and opening her emails. The good thing about being so loved in the community is that the best paying job in the city is willing to give her a job where she can work from home and be able to focus on her school work. All she has to do for the company is keep financials in line and make sure they're always up to date.

"I'm sorry he showed up, if Stark wasn't demanding my constant attention I would've been there to make him go away myself."

Opal giggled into the phone, setting it down and putting it on speaker. She looked over the information her boss sent her and replied before closing her computer for now and bringing her phone with her to her bedroom. "Gotta get dressed, what do I want to wear today?" She asked, more or less to herself but Loki piped up anyway.

"Well, if you're not going anywhere just wear lazy clothes as Thor calls them. Otherwise I say wear a dress or shorts or a skirt and whatever top. It feels amazing outside today and you have beautiful legs." He said casually, you heard the door to his car shut and could tell he had parked and gotten out of the car.

"Well, okay. I don't think I'm going anywhere today. Are you coming over tonight or is Mister Stark keeping you to himself?" Opal asked with a teasing smile despite him not being able to see her.

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This friendship went on for weeks, Opal and Loki would fall asleep while voice chatting with each other, they'd fall asleep on the phone and wake up the next day, not hanging up until they had to, they got really close but didn't get to really hang out for a long while after that first night. Ryan still came around and tried coming back in Opal's life constantly, one time she was on the phone with Loki on speaker and he directly told him to fuck off.

Opal and Loki definitely had a connection, they could feel it without even being around each other physically, but Opal was still afraid of a committed relationship. She knows if Loki would ask to become an official thing she would jump at the offer but for now she was positive he just wanted to be friends.

Loki thought the exact same thing about Opal. He was positive she was just being friendly and didn't hold any romantic feelings for him, he wouldn't outright ask her if she had romantic feelings, he thought that'd be weird. Being your friend made him happy and if you wanted to stay as just friends then he would keep it that way.

On this day Opal was going to another party her old friend was throwing, she said that Opal could invite anyone she wanted but that things were probably going to be sloppy. Of course Opal invited Loki, who gladly accepted the offer and even offered to drive them both there.

 "I'm not going to get dressed up too nice, she said it's expected to get messy so I'll just stay comfortable." Opal said with a smile, Loki who sat on her bed nodded with a pleased smile.

Opal ended up wearing a pair of jeans and a random tank top with a hoodie, then a pair of sneakers. She changed in her bathroom and brushed her teeth, then stepped out. Loki just wore a button down and a pair of dark jeans with his usual nice shoes.  He nodded and as they walked out shamelessly checked Opal out. She was seriously just wearing comfy clothes and he still found her insanely attractive.

 At the party Loki stuck to Opal, she didn't really drink much, only a shot here and there. Loki only took two shots when he first got there, now he was fine with water since he didn't want to risk staying at someone's house and didn't know if Opal had planned on getting drunk or not.

"Opal! Beautiful I'm so glad you could make it oh goodness! It's been so long since I've actually seen you!" A sweet, high pitched voice called from across the spacious kitchen. Opal and Loki both turned around to see a tall red-head running to them, wrapping Opal in a very tight embrace, kissing the side of her head over and over again. "You must be Loki, it's so nice to meet you!" She cried when she realized that this tall man was with her sweet little friend.

"Yes, hello. Nice to meet you darling." Loki said softly, grunting when she pulled him into a hug as well, he had definitely not been expecting it. "Well, okay." He said, laughing a bit and gently prying her off of him.

Once she backed off and smoothed her shirt out she turned back to Opal, her smile never once leaving her expression. "You didn't mention he was so handsome." She said quietly, not realizing that Loki heard her loud and clear. She glanced over at him and he simply looked away, sipping his water and minding his business.

"Well, yeah. We're gonna go have fun now, bye!" Opal laughed, grabbing Loki's hand and dragging him with her to the back porch where only a few people were. When he gave her a curious look she just pushed her hair back and smiled. "You looked a little... awkward." She replied simply, Loki nodded and leaned against the railing behind him, setting his water down and sighing.

"Her house is so pretty, her family has money and she gets a lot of it so of course she has a beautiful house, beautiful property. She may love it and all but personally I like my cute little yard." Opal said with a peaceful look, taking in the view from the large porch into a huge green field in the back.

Loki agreed, nodding and looking back over at Opal while she admired the scenery. He simply found her so astonishing. The way she is so flawless and how she is so gorgeous without doing anything.

"I'm kind of bored."

Loki pulled out of his thoughts to look at her, tilting his head. Opal glanced at him before looking away, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth.

"It's boring. I don't like the people here. We were friends in high school but we all went different paths in life."

Loki just nodded, he leaned over to grab Opal's hand and offered a smile when she looked at where they met, then back up at him. They kind of just smiled at one another, waiting for the other to speak first. When neither one did they looked away for just a moment before looking back.

"Let's go to my place, I have more movies to watch and we can just get fucked up there." Opal said with a teasing smile, tugging Loki with her back through the house. They bumped into her friend who saw their path immediately.

"Leaving already, babes?" The woman asked with a pout, she wasn't mad she just wished she got to see Opal more.

"Yeah, sorry Irene. I'll try to stay in touch but you know how hectic my schedule can be." Opal said with an apologetic smile, giving her a quick and final hug before she pulled Loki through the house and to the car.

"Well, that was quick. I'm glad you were ready to leave. I felt out of place." Loki said with a chuckle while he got in and started the car. Opal just nodded with a laugh as she got in. They rode in a comfortable silence again, Loki holding Opal's hand as they drove. "Your hands are so soft, it amazes me." Loki said with a shy laugh, feeling his face warm from the realization and the thoughts that it brought in.

Opal laughed, looking down at her free hand and inspecting it, as if she could see the softness. "Yeah, I use a lot of lotions and whatnot. I like feeling soft, if that makes sense." Opal said as she picked a piece of dirt from under her nail out with thumb nail. Loki glanced away from the road to smile at her.  He looked away and Opal looked at him, still having her pleasant little smile.

"You're really attractive, you know? I don't think I tell you enough." Opal said softly, rubbing her thumb gently along Loki's. The god glanced down, then back up as he parked in the driveway. He turned off the car and turned in his seat to face Opal, he swallowed down his pride for a moment, chewing on his lip while Opal looked up at him.

"You're absolutely gorgeous, and I will stand by that until I die." Loki said with a smile, watching as Opal's cheeks turned hot pink and she broke the eye contact to look around.  

"I- uh, well, thank you." She fumbled for her words, her tongue feeling heavy in her mouth as she tried to speak without completely embarrassing herself.

Loki laughed a bit before leaning over to her, planting a soft kiss to her forehead. "Let's go inside to watch those movies, yeah?" He said with a smirk when he saw Opal's face. He figured that the easiest way to wordlessly find out if she had feelings for him would be to tease her until she caves. Makes perfect sense.

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"Boo, bad movie!" Loki laughed, looking away from the screen to the woman laying on his chest with a fluffy blanket laid over her. He could feel her giggles while she relaxed on him, her body shaking a bit with each bubbly laugh.

"It wasn't that bad. We can always watch Snakes on a Plane, you'll never guess the plot of that one." Opal smiled, tilting her head back to look up at him. She saw he was deep in thought, biting his lip which she found insanely attractive.

"Hmm... Is it about crocodiles on a train?" He guessed, showing a shit-eating grin. Opal stared for a second before practically face-planting on Loki's chest, laughing and shaking her head.

"You're such an idiot." She said fondly, rolling her eyes. For a brief moment they both feel sparks between them, an intense heat as both of them wait for the other to lean in for a kiss.

After a few seconds Opal bites her lip, glancing down at Loki's and then back up at his eyes. "Wanna go watch movies in my room instead? It's uh, it's more comfortable in there." Opal said softly, slowly sitting up so she straddled Loki's thighs. He stared at her dumbly for a while, his hands resting comfortably on her thighs as he thought over the question a few times.

"Oh, uh, shit yeah, sorry. Zoned out, sorry." He said when he realized he hadn't answered. Opal just giggled and nodded, scooting off of his lap and wrapping the blanket around her shoulders.

"It's okay, I just figured based on all of our calls you practically fall asleep in my room every night anyway. The couch isn't too comfortable in comparison." Opal said quietly, kicking herself mentally for not seizing the moment when she saw it. She could feel the tension between them both but was too scared to initiate it first, she hoped Loki would because she wasn't sure how much more of this she could take.

In the bedroom they got in basically the same position, this time with Opal slid up just a bit more so her head rested just under his collar bone. They decided to watch Snakes on a Plane, figuring tonight was just a bad movie kind of night. Loki's strong arms were wrapped around Opal's waist, his fingers tracing lightly up and down her side as they watched the movie.

By the end of the movie Loki had his bare hands running up and down Opal's bare back, he had slid his hands up her shirt and rubbed the soft skin there. He smirked when he felt her full body shiver at the touch, her hand bunched up in his shirt for a brief moment before relaxing as she got used to the feeling quickly.

Opal slowly sat up, smiling down at Loki who lazily looked up at her and smiled back. "I'm going to put in another movie, then put on comfier pants." She said as she reluctantly crawled out of bed and rubbed her eyes, turning on the next bad movie of the night, Fifty Shades of Grey, Loki audibly groaned when he saw the title appear on the screen, making Opal giggled and turn to look back at him, shrugging when he raised a brow. She slipped into her bathroom, putting on a pair of cotton shorts that happened to perfectly cover her.

When she came out of the bathroom she could feel Loki's eyes on her, she blushed but definitely not in a bad way. She crawled back into his arms and smiled as the movie started. She had always disliked this movie, finding it a bit unrealistic and ridiculous.

Throughout the movie Loki's hands were on Opal again, he never took his eyes of the screen as he moved his hands along her skin. Opal would glance at him and see his smirk, the touches were driving her mad and she really wanted to simply jump his bones right now.

She scooted up his body and tucked her face in his neck, of course Loki tilted his head to give Opal some more room. Her plan was fairly obvious but Loki pushed that away and forced himself to believe she was simply tired, she had of course mentioned her love for cuddling many times during their conversations.

Opal smiled against his skin, planting a single, lingering kiss to the side of Loki's pale neck. She could feel the man tense as he felt the contact, holding his breath as if waiting for the next. "Can you do that again?" He asked softly, keeping his voice hushed to not ruin a moment. Opal breathed out a quiet laugh, leaning back to him and reattaching her lips to the soft skin, placing another kiss, followed by another, and another.

"I don't think I told you but I love that feeling." Loki whispered, his hand gripping Opal's side tightly.

He could feel Opal laugh that laugh that drove him crazy. He groaned quietly when he felt Opal drag her teeth against the skin. She hummed quietly for a second before moving to another spot and repeating her actions. Loki grunted and let his head tip more to the side, Opal pulled her mouth back, wiping off the spit, and giggled quietly.

"You're so sensitive here, I wouldn't have expected it." She whispered, kissing Loki's cheek and watching as he turned to face her, eyes half lidded and pupils blown. The look he gave her made her tingle and bite her lip.

"Yeah, I know." Loki said with a soft laugh. Opal had to look away from the intense stare he was giving her. "Can I kiss you?" He asked suddenly, Opal looked at him with wide eyes, like a deer in headlights. Loki almost retracted his question before he saw her nodding eagerly.

They leaned together, Loki's hand cupping Opal's soft cheek while Opal's hand went to the back of Loki's neck, tugging gently on the baby hair there when their lips met. The moment felt magical for them both, an intense burning between them both lit up like a blaze when they touched and the kiss spurred both of them into bolder actions.

Opal crawled into Loki's lap as he sat up, both of her hands now tangled themselves in his soft hair while Loki's hands wrapped around her waist and held her there. The intense feelings had Opal moaning into Loki's mouth, and the noises made something stir deep within Loki.

Their kiss was heated, made both of their bodies tingle and light up with desire. Opal could just sit here and kiss him until she died. His lips felt so good against hers. She was still confused as to whether or not there were romantic feelings between them.

"Loki... You can... You can touch me if you want to." Opal whispered against his lips, she felt his smile curl against her lips as his hands immediately went to her behind and cup both cheeks in a firm grip.

"Tell me what I can't do, beautiful." He said as he parted to kiss down her neck, smirking as he felt her breathing become heavy and her hands grip his hair in a firm grip, almost enough to hurt him.

"Fuck... Do anything you want to, I trust you." Opal panted, her eyes squeezing tight. She really did, she would give herself up for him if he asked, she knows it.

As much as Loki would be willing to have his way with her, he doesn't believe the time is right to take full advantage of her words. Instead he slid his hands up under her hoodie and pulled it along with her tanktop off and threw them off of the bed and onto the floor, Opal smiled down at Loki as he took a moment to process the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra and why he didn't notice this earlier when he had his hands on her. Opal smiled as his hands tenderly cupped both breasts and gave a gentle squeeze.

"You have such lovely tits, they're so bouncy, so soft." Loki hummed, surging forward to wrap his lips around Opal's stiff nipple, suckling and nibbling gently on the area. His other hand gingerly pinched and tweaked at her other nipple. The sharp pleasure made Opal shiver against him and push him closer, Loki was so gentle wit how he handled her, it made her smile and feel even warmer all over in a much more innocent way.

Loki soon got bored of just this, Opal had taken it upon herself to roll her hips down in search of friction. The god laughed and pulled his head back to look at her. "I want to taste you, love. Can I do that? You can even ride my face if you wish my dear." He whispered with a sinful smirk that had Opal nodding eagerly, she crawled off the bed to pull her shorts off, tossing them in the pile with the rest of the clothes. The fact that Loki was still fully dressed and she was completely nude embarrassed her but also served to excite her more.

"I'll sit on your face if you really want me to." Opal said with a giddy smile, she hadn't done that in so long. Loki was clearly more than excited and fixed his positioning so he wasn't so high up on the bed. Opal straddled his chest and slowly crawled her way up to position herself over his mouth. When Loki decided she was taking too long he grabbed her hips and pulled them down to his waiting mouth.

The reaction was instant, Opal gasped, her hand shot up to grab her headboard and steady herself, her thighs tensed beside Loki's head, she could feel his smile yet again upon seeing her reaction.

Loki thought Opal tasted absolutely divine. He moaned upon tasting her, his hands gripped her hips tightly as he tasted her, Opal could only relax into the feeling and give herself up to the pleasure. Loki was more than willing to make her feel good, his tongue slotted between her folds and lapped up the warmth there before circling her clit and flicking over the nerve quickly. Each stroke of the velvety tongue made Opal tense and suck in a sharp breath between her moans. Her sounds came out as soft whimpers, she switched between carding her fingers through Loki's hair and covering her mouth when she made a particularly embarrassing noise.

"You taste so good, wonder why I haven't done this sooner." Loki whispered, immediately going back to what he was doing.

He worked wonders on Opal's body, holding her still so she could just take what he gave her, she wanted to grind against him, wanted to jerk away but also push closer to the pleasure but he held her in a way that made it absolutely impossible.

It took next to no time for Opal to fall apart. Her whole body shook and her thighs squeezed tight against Loki's head. She gave a cry as she finally came, spilling her juices into Loki's mouth while he eagerly lapped her taste up, groaning against her while he worked on undoing his pants and finally freeing his painful erection from his boxers. it slapped against his stomach but Opal couldn't even register what was going on as a mind-shattering orgasm hit her and took over her entire body.

When she finally processed everything and had gotten off of Loki with trembling thighs, she watched in amazement as Loki got himself off, gripping his shaft and thrusting up into the hold. She caught sight of some of her fluids on Loki's cheek. She giggled a bit and slid down Loki's body, grabbing his wrist in a loose hold and looking up at him.

"I can... I can use my mouth, if you'd like." She said softly, Loki looked down at her and nodded a little too eagerly, making her smile as she got in position. She held the base of the shaft and let her eyes flutter shut as she sucked on the tip, her tongue swiping over it and rubbing against the thick vein underneath the shaft. She slowly lowered her head as far as she could go, when she felt it bump the back of her throat she paused, taking a deep breath and reminding herself to focus on the task at hand.

She couldn't help just wanting to hold it there for a while, the length was so heavy on her tongue, felt so good in her mouth that she didn't want it to end. So she played it off as her getting used to the feeling of having something so far down her throat.

When she had her fill she went the tiniest bit further before backing off and focusing on the tip again. She got into a pattern of doing this, Loki definitely wasn't complaining. The way Opal took her time and focused on all of the right places really did a number on him. He fumbled with his shirt before getting it off and tangled a hand in the woman's soft hair, careful not to push her head down any.

Opal hummed as best as she could before really going in, picking up her speed and trailing a hand up to Loki's balls, grasping them loosely and massaging them in her palm while her mouth focused on Loki's shaft.

She went on like this for several minutes before Loki got desperate sounding, his groans turned into breathy whines and his voice raised several octaves. "Oh, Opal, love... Your mouth feels so good... Gonna cum soon." He whispered, his hips canting up the slightest bit, his noises made Opal shiver and try harder to get him to cum. She pulled her head back and fisted the slick shaft, looking up at him while panting.

"C'mon, Loki. Want to taste your cum so bad. You can finish on my face if that's what you want. Or you can finish in my mouth. I hope I'm doing good for you..." Opal whispered, kissing along Loki's exposed hips before taking the man back in her mouth and bobbing her head like her life depended on it.

When he heard her voice, soft and hoarse, his eyes rolled back and his whole body tensed. He felt bad because his hand gripped her hair a tad bit too hard as he came in her mouth, Opal stayed still as he finished, letting him completely finish before pulling off and swallowing. She was pleasantly surprised that he didn't taste absolutely horrid.

When she finished cleaning him off she sat up and wiped her mouth, blushing and glancing back at the TV before over to Loki.

"So, is this all casual or..?"

Sooo...

Okay, lads, ladies, and other kind folk.

I am working on multiple different one shots as of currently.

I have been trying to work on them when I can but it is a difficult process so do forgive me for being so silent for so long.

If you like my works please reblog my stuff, send me stuff, message me and strike up a conversation, anything please. :) it would be greatly appreciated.

Also soft Loki steals all my uwu's.

"I can do this all day," 

⭐Happy Birthday Rogers⭐

(July 4th, 1918)

New Recruit

Tony Stark x Scientist!Fem!Reader

Prompt: Tony hears of a new, very talented, and very useful scientist that Steve is interested in having join the team. Needless to say Tony is both appalled at your skills and amazed by your utter beauty.

Warnings: me being bad at writing a smart character (lots of skipping so I don't have to go into detail on science stuff.) Smut, Tony eats you out, then fucks you with your pretty little dress on.

Words: 3571

Note: so I am not good at science at all, I just figured that Tony would need a scientist reader or something I dunno

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"A new scientist? But we already have me and Bruce!" Tony gawked at breakfast, bagel half falling out of his mouth. Steve stood with his arms crossed, shirt stretching over his biceps. Tony was not excited to have someone else join the team, not at all. They already had so many guards and the avengers had so many people and soon enough Tony would forget their names entirely.

"She's coming and you're going to deal with it. Stark." Steve said firmly, slamming down a paper with your basic information on it, Tony skimmed over it before scowling and sitting back, looking up at Steve as he ate his bagel silently.

Fast forward to three days, you come into the large glass tower, amazed at how it looks. You are immediately greeted by a very tall, very broad shouldered man, with his blonde hair pushed back. He was very attractive to say the least, he gave you a warm smile and offered his massive hand out to you.

You accepted the hand shake and smiled kindly at him, "Hello Captain, I'm professor (y/n) (y/l/n) we spoke over email and over the phone many times and I am excited to be joining your science department." You gave a bright smile, noting his strong shake.

Steve smiled and moved to stand beside you, his large hand resting on the small of your back. "Please, doll, call me Steve. It is my absolute pleasure to invite you here. Our science department isn't very... Motivated. However with you here I hope you can lead them much better than I since you are truly qualified to help them in that field." He explained as he led you to the elevator and pressed a button.

You walked into an extravagant living room, very cozy but modern. On the couch was a man wearing a blue long sleeve shirt with the sleeves pushed above his elbows, he had a metal arm and his long, dark hair was tied back in a half up bun. His bright eyes were focused on the game in front of him. Beside him was a younger looking man, laughing and gently nudging the other with his elbow as he played the game as well, he had a bit of facial hair neatly trimmed into a cute mustache. On the floor sitting cross legged was a man with a full sleeve of tattoos on one arm, his hair pushed up into a quiff, he was focused intently on the game, not letting anything distract him. Finally, what really caught your attention was the young boy, teenager no doubt, relaxing in a hammock made of spider silk. He effortlessly hit the necessary buttons to play, keeping him in first place with metal arm guy being a close second.

To the side a beautiful woman says in the chair with one leg pulled up on the arm, a book propped on her thigh. She laughed at the four boys behaving like children. You and Steve just stood quietly behind them, smiling at the scene before you. They were playing Mario Kart with the woman cheering on for "Bucky to beat Peter's ass"

You leaned to Steve, standing on your tip toes to whisper loudly.

"Who is everyone?" The question was quiet but still got everyone's attention. The woman and the man with the long hair were the first to turn, clearly they were trained and could hear every little sound. Followed by the man on the floor, then the man beside the metal armed guy, and then the young teenager stopped to stare.

They all stood and came to you, the broad shouldered, blue eyed man being the first to get to you.

You held your hand out, the man took it and placed a gentle kiss to your knuckles. Your ears heated up at the gesture and he offered a kind smile. Steve smiled as well and patted your back.

"This is James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky for short. He was the infamous Winter Soldier. And my best friend for as long as I can remember." Steve clearly held emotions towards this man, they smiled at each other before Bucky cleared his throat.

"Very nice to meet you, ma'am. Steve told us you should be arriving any day." He smiled, nodding his head before moving out of the woman's way.

"Natasha Romanoff. Russian spy taken by the KGB when she was five. Trained for years to become the best spy out there. Years later here she is with us.”

"Very nice to meet you, beautiful. Nice to finally have a new cute girl on our side." She playfully winked, walking away to join Bucky on the couch. Next was the man next to Bucky. He was very handsome, a small gap in his front teeth which you found adorable, his dark skin was flawless and added to his beauty.

"Sam Wilson, nice to meet you." He greeted, taking your hand and giving a friendly handshake. He quickly left and now came the young teenager, smiling and perking up with a hand held out.

"Peter Parker! Err. Well. Spiderman. But you can call me Peter." He smiled, shaking your hand in a shy, weak shake. You could tell by the handshakes that Steve was the leader. Sam was close to him, and Peter was still discovering things he never knew. Bucky was a gentleman still despite his past and Natasha was driven but still friendly and loving.

"Last but not least. This is Clint Barton." Steve introduced, you smiled and gave him a handshake, he gave a firm shake but it was shorter than Steve's and Sam's. Clint knew he wasn't the leader by any means but knew he had power.

"It's very nice to meet you all. I’m thankful for this chance and i cant wait to get to know everyone." You smiled, everyone waved as Steve led you to the next room, which he assumed would be your favourite.

"Here’s the lab, doll. Follow me so you can meet Bruce and Tony Stark." Steve led you through the room until you came face to face with a very large, very green man. His thumb was bigger than your torso and he intimidated you beyond belief. However he gave you a big grin and wrapped you into a hug.

"Hi there! I'm Bruce! Well. Right now I guess I'm Hulk. But don't worry. I can get small. I'm Bruce though and uh. Yeah this whole Hulk think was from an experiment I did-"

"When you decided to test it on yourself after getting cocky and rather than being exposed to the serum you thought it to be you rather were exposed to gamma radiation that put you through a massive transformation that originally turned you into a mindless, raging, badass of pure fury. Then Fury recruited you and here you are! I have done me research on you before Doctor Banner. It is an honour to meet you." You said quickly, cutting him off as he stared, amazed at your knowledge. He nodded and turned to look back at his work, poking and prodding at whatever he was experimenting on now.

Steve chuckled softly and led you further back until you came up to a door that led to what looked like a mechanic shop. You look around before spotting a familiar face working on one of his latest suit designs.

"Mister Anthony Edward Stark. The man with many names. Up close and in the flesh I do believe I need to pinch myself. I get to work with not only the Doctor Bruce Banner but also the Tony Stark." You smirked, walking up to the man who stood up and wiped off his hand before shaking yours in a loose, quick shake before kneeling down and going back to working on whatever he was doing.

"Thank you for showing me around, Steve. But I think I'll stay here and find my room later. Thank you for the tour, it was amazing getting to meet almost everyone but I'll meet the rest tonight." You smiled and waved at the man who seemed weary of how you were acting suddenly. Much bolder than the shy woman he had met out front.

You kneeled beside Tony without a word, pulling your hair back into a pony tail to avoid any accidents. Tony didn't say anything but he did tense at your presence. It would be easy for him to be upset if you weren't so attractive but here you sat, wearing a pair of adorable kitten heels, and a cute, simple red a-line dress with a red lace overlay on the top and a simple skirt. You wore a light coat of clear lip gloss looking as if it had crushed diamonds in it, and with your salary he wouldn’t doubt if it did.

He shook his head clear of his distracting thoughts and continued messing with the nuts and bolts.

"Are you okay, sir?" You asked, genuinely concerned. You noticed his change in form when you showed up, Tony paused and glanced at you before shrugging.

"Yeah I'm fine. Fine perfectly fine." He shrugged and chewed on his lip impatiently.

Once he was finished you both stood up and he offered a quick flash of a smile before going to head out. You followed him into the lab where Bruce still sat hunched over the little machine he was working on. Tony looked at you before ushering you to follow him. You listened and he led you into an area practically separated from the rest of the lab by windows and short walls.

"This will be for the most part your area. We deal with the chemicals and explosives back here which from what I understand you excel in." He explained, chewing on a thin piece of plastic.

You looked around, touching the surfaces that had recently been cleaned. Suddenly you looked over at him and chewed on the inside of your cheek.

"I mainly focus on viruses and bacteria but yes chemicals and explosives are a close follow up." You shrugged and smiled at him, you touched all of the brand new equipment before getting a real feel for it all. Tony simply laughed and walked out and went to the living room.

"He likes you! Tony never reacts to new ones like that. He's always an ass to them. But you. Hes real nice to you. You were supposed to get his old office but he gave you the brand new one with all new equipment and everything. Tony doesn’t often do that." Bruce said with a knowing smile, you giggled and blushed a little.

"I dunno. He's a true mystery." You said simply before leaving Bruce standing there.

Hours later, now that it was dark, thumping music played throughout the tower as every one mingled. You stuck close to Steve until you got bored. You weren't really introducing yourself until hours from now, it was only eight and you still have four hours until you have to stand up and introduce who you are.

So you decided to grab a few drinks and head down to the lab.

The music was softer down here, you sipped you drinks and set them safely to the side before you pulled your hair back and went through files you had sent Steve for him to print and organize. You went through all of them until finding the notes you were looking for.

You pulled out your containers and the chemicals stored here, mixing them carefully before sealing it and setting everything aside.

That only took you about an hour. Still three more to go. You played music softly from your phone, laying across your table with your drink and a long straw so you could easily sip it without moving.

You nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard footsteps, sitting up and looking around. You relaxed when you saw it was just Tony, putting his tools away quietly. You stared for a moment, mesmerized by how his muscles flexed under his nice shirt.

"You could say hello. Rather than stare. (Y/l/n)." He scolded with a smirk. You felt your face heat up again and pouted. Suddenly Tony slammed his tool box shut and came over to you.

You tensed up as Tony leaned in the door frame. You stared at each other, you watched as his eyes went from yours, down your neck to your covered chest, following the curve of your tummy under the material before falling past the skirt to your exposed thighs, drinking in the sight before him. Your cheeks were as red as your dress by now, Tony stalked near you and you couldn't deny not only the sexual tension but also how undeniably hot the playboy was as he came up to you.

Without thinking you spread your legs to let Tony stand between them, his rough hands grabbed your thighs and slid you closer to the edge so your bodies pressed together. Tony let your lips brush his as he searched your eyes for something.

"Do you want me, beautiful?" He asked lowly, fingertips digging into your soft thighs gently. You let out a surprised whimper, legs closing on instinct. Tony clicked his tongue and kept your thighs spread for him, leaning down to your ear slowly.

"I said, princess, do you want me?" He asked softer, breath fanning down your neck, you quickly nod your head and look up at him, biting your lip and letting your legs grip his thin waist. Tony chuckled and moved to press his chapped lips to your soft ones. His scruff rubbed against your skin as he kissed you, one hand sliding up to hold your cheek in his palm.

You allowed yourself to relax into his touch and kissed him with enthusiasm. You never thought that you of all people would get to kiss the Tony Stark, yes he was known for being a play boy but you never thought you'd get to even be this close to him.

Tony smiled and pulled away, kissing down the side of your mouth to your jaw. "I can practically hear you thinking, princess. Just relax and live in the moment." He whispered against your sensitive skin, a shiver coarsed through your spine as he spoke, his facial hair scraping against the skin gently.

He pulled you so you were barely on the edge of the counter and let his hips grind shamelessly against you.

"God, I’ve only just met you but fuck seeing you in this fucking dress, your long pretty legs out for everyone to see, god your fucking intelligence is out of this fucking world simply hearing you speak turned me on I had to be a dick and distract myself so I didn't simply fucking ravish you then and there in front of Bruce. But now, now princess you're here. You’re here for me to absolutely fucking ruin for tonight at least." He all but growled into your skin, biting softly at your neck before pulling back to lick over the skin. He sucked a bit of it between his teeth and sucked harshly, groaning softly as you let out a surprised moan. You weakly pushed him away, whining in your throat as you laid there.

"I cant have hickeys, Tony," you paused with a breathless moan. "I have to speak in front of everyone tonight." You added with a whimper and a tug on his hair.

Tony reluctantly let the skin go and pulled back, pulling you to stand in front of him. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss you quickly before turning you around and swiftly bending you over the cold table. He lifted your dress and kneeled down, face level with your ass. Tony playfully slapped one cheek, watching it jiggle before he rubbed his calloused fingertips over the pale purple lace of your new panties. You visibly shivered at the sensation and let out a soft noise from the back of your throat.

Tony smiled and pushed your panties to the side, leaning forward and running his slick tongue over the entirety of your pussy. He tipped his head back as he eagerly tasted you, moaning softly with you as his tongue moved quickly back and forth over your sensitive clit.

Your thighs shook as Tony ate you out, bringing up a hand to slide in his middle finger as he kept eagerly lapping at your folds. You let out a high pitched moan, head falling limp as you pressed back against him, dragging your pussy over his face.

"Eager little thing aren't we?" He teased, smirking as you simply nodded and looked forward, cheeks heating up as you let Tony please you. The billionaire hummed and curled his finger, rubbing against your g spot flawlessly. You moaned loudly, hips grinding back even more desperate than before. You babbled nonsense and gripped at anything you possibly could to stay steady.

Tony held your thigh in an iron grip while he effortlessly fingered you, enjoying all the moans as he slurped the juices that came from you. Within no time at all he had you shaking and weakly bucking your hips against his face, whimpering as you felt the knot in your abdomen unravel and white filled your vision as you came.

Tony eagerly licked you clean before standing up and wiping his mouth, you giggled as you looked back at him and slowly raised a leg to rest on the table, opening yourself to him quickly.

Tony was surprised to say the least but he pulled a condom from his pocket and tore the pack open, pushing his jeans down to his thighs, he looked up at you as he rolled it on and tugged at his own shaft for a moment before stopping himself and stepping forward to position himself.

You both gasped as he pushed in, eyes rolling backwards as he dived into your heat. He let out a rough moan, gripping your waist as you pressed backwards against him. He stretched you wide and made you chew on your lip so you wouldn't be too loud despite being in a cement room on a different floor.

Tony leaned over you and held you close, catching his breath before he pulled out to the tip and pushed back in. You both moaned as he began to thrust at a slow pace, holding you tightly as you met his thrusts. Tony leaned over you, lips pressed to your ear. "I wont cum until you do a second time." He whispered, thrusting faster and slamming in harder, his fingers reached around to rub your swollen clit in circles which caused a shriek to rip itself from your throat.

Your back arched at the sensation and your eyes rolled back as he pleased you more, Tony insisted on you finishing first no questions asked.

Your desperate moans and pleas for more filled the air and Tony and you both grew more desperate for one another. You turned your head to meet his lips in a sloppy kiss of tongues and teeth.

Your moans reverberated around the two of you as you neared your climaxes.

Tony grunted in your ear as his thrusts grew desperate, you clenched around him and whimpered and he pinched your swollen clit.

"Please, please Tony I want to feel you. Fuck I’m almost there, Tony please make me cum." You begged, whimpering softly and chewing on your lip.

Tony made it a point to thrust harder and rub at your clit more, grunting in effort as he finally made you cum again. You let out a noise similar to a wail as your walls gripped Tony like a vice.

"Please, oh fuck Tony god you feel so good! Fuck Tony it feels so good. Oh fuck thank you Jesus fucking Christ thank the heavens." You panted, blissed out and unaware of what exactly you were saying.

Tony chuckled and thrusted hard, moaning and pressing in deep as he filled the condom. Once he pulled out he tied the condom in a knot and tossed it in a bin nearby. You laid there as Tony gently fixed your pretty panties and then pulled your dress back down.

He leaned over you, giving you one soft kiss before sitting up and patting the table.

"Alright, up up missy. You look like sex and you have a speech to deliver in about an hour and a half." He said softly, you slowly sat up, groaning as you slid your shoes on and he led you upstairs.

"Don’t worry, princess. This won't be the last time." He whispered as you entered the elevator to greet your new family and friends.

Tease (Loki x Stark Son!Reader)

Prompt: a dom leaving kisses on their subs neck lovingly but it gets their sub so worked up that they start moaning "please daddy don't stop! Fuck!" These words coming from their precious baby make them lose control and they mark up their sub for everyone to see. Warnings: handjobs, dom top Loki, submissive bottom reader :) Words: 1,740 Note: Yo so. This is a thing now lol you're 18 or 19 lol AU where tony is still a billionaire but lives in his cabin and whatnot. Hes also cool with Loki. 〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰

It's a calm Friday evening, you're all cozy and warm in your bedroom. It was winter in your area, snow gently falling outside your window where your dark emerald green curtains were drawn almost completely. You had a heated blanket on under you as you read a novel, flipping through the pages silently.

At a tap on your open door you looked up to see Tony with a smile, dark circles under his eyes from obvious lack of sleep.

"Hey kid, just came to say good night." He said softly, leaning against your door frame.

"Oh. You're actually going to sleep tonight?" You asked with a soft chuckle, setting your book to the side and standing. You stretched before walking over and giving him a hug, followed by a kiss on the cheek. Something the two of you always did before bedtime.

"Yeah, I figured three days is enough work for now. Then I'll rest and get back to it tomorrow."

You nodded before going back to sit on your bed, Tony walked out, gently shutting the door behind him as he went up the stairs into his bedroom.

You laid in bed for a while before a mischievous god came in unannounced and unexpected.

"Oh, Loki." You said as you looked up to a smiling man, bright blue eyes softening once they found you. You set your book to the side and gladly opened your arms for the god.

"Hello darling, I'm sorry I'm so late." He said softly as he pulled off any hard clothes he wore such as his belt and shoes, then laid in your arms with his cold face against your neck.

"It's okay love, can i ask why you were late?" You asked curiously, smiling as you stroked his hair.

"Just the usual stuff. Had to tend to some... Things on Asgard with the blond brute." He mumbled, snuggling his face closer against your warm neck. After a short silence he placed soft kisses against the sensitive skin, causing your breath to hitch. Loki clearly knew what he was doing as he kissed along the smooth area while your dominant hand slid into his hair and your other hand curled in the sheets.

The two of you stayed like this for a while, your head arched back against your pillow and Loki placing wet kisses across your sensitive neck.

Suddenly he pulled away and ushered for a position change.

Loki now sat comfortably behind you, you between his legs, "Let's watch the tv, yeah?" He cooed absentmindedly, resuming his previous actions on your neck. However he refused to give nearly as much attention until you turned on the television and let a random movie play. Now his hands inched under your shirt, his fingertips lightly caressing the soft skin he had exposed.

Now that there was background noise, Loki pressed firmly against you and began to properly lick and nibble on that side of your neck, your hands gripped tightly at the sides of the God's pants while your lip tucked firmly between your teeth.

The soft touches were gone, now there were bites which were sure to leave bruising, and his hands had slid up to your chest, eagerly tweaking the pointed nipples there for added stimulation.

"Oh fuck... Loki please just... Just do more!" You pleaded in a hushed tone. Your hips stirred while Loki gave a low growl.

"You know I love it when you beg for me." He whispered, breath fanning over your wet skin and making you shiver despite the warm blanket beneath you. "I suppose I could." He hummed, returning to his kisses.

You were about to start pleading again when you felt his teeth bite down once more, your thighs automatically clamped together but Loki had other plans. He wrapped his strong legs around yours and opened them back. Loki sucked and nibbled on the tender skin, he didn't stop until he knew there was a bruise.

You were stiff as ever, whimpering and lifting your hips, desperate for friction. "Please, Loki, I'm so hard for you. Please touch me." You cried, Loki chuckled against the next bruise he was making. The sting from the bruises only helped bring pulsing down your shaft.

Just as you were about to beg again Loki turned you around to face him. He pulled you into his lap and you gave a soft whimper at the pressure on your cock.

"Now, my pet, I'm going to leave my mark on every square inch of your sinful little body. You can bring yourself to orgasm can't you? Like a good boy." Loki explained firmly, no arguing allowed. The tone alone sent shivers down your spine, and straight to your dick.

"But... Loki, please I want you to touch me... Your hands always feel so good. When you're in me oh god it feels amazing... Please, only you can make me feel that good Loki..." You begged, pulling your shirt off over your head, bunching your pajama bottoms around your thighs, the outline of your aching erection was clearly visible in grey boxers and the sight made Loki drool.

"My beautiful, beautiful sweet boy... So good at begging for me. Want my cock, my darling love?" Loki smirked, his thumb teasing at your lips while his own mouthed down your chest and caught a nipple.

"Please, yes sir. I want it so bad." You mumbled, gasping and jerking slightly. The smallest touch would be sending you unraveling, with the added fact you haven't seen Loki in what felt like ages adding in to that.

"Well... My darling. I can't fuck you tonight, it's too risky. But I can make you cum so many times you'll be dizzy by the end." Loki promised, smirking and latching his lips to your nipple. You couldn't form a proper response so instead you just arched your back and immediately tangled your hands in the midnight hair. Loki's tongue worked expertly against your sensitive nipple and his hands slowly worked their way down your body.

"Fuck- wanna... Wanna touch you too, Loki." You said softly, the god paused, pulling back and smiling that gorgeous smile you'd never get tired of. He nodded once and tugged his shirt off, you climbed off of his lap so he could tug his pants down, you did the same.

Finally, the both of you were completely naked and you were back in his lap. One hand was fumbling in your drawer while the other was messily lost in Loki's silk hair. You pulled out the lube and hastily uncapped it and poured some down your God's shaft. You then handed the bottle off to Loki who smeared some down yours as well.

With the both of you now slick Loki wrapped both of his hands around the both of you, grasping both cocks and slowly moving his hands up and down. You could feel the sparks across your abdomen at the mere feeling of his hands, your hips rolled up into his fists against his shaft which caused a desperate keen to bubble up from your throat.

"Loki... 'M not gonna last too long..." You admitted shyly, your foreheads pressed together as you thrusted up into his hand, feeling every bump and dip along his shaft.

"I know, my darling boy. That's okay, you can cum whenever you're ready my love." Loki panted, his hands moving quickly over both erections.

His words triggered something, lit the fuse that coursed from your chest, down your naval, through your hips, dipped past to your toes, then erupted all at once. Leaving behind a truly sticky, hot mess on the both of you.

Loki didn't stop, though. Despite your lazy whines and whimpers of over stimulation he didn't stop. If anything, he actually sped up, grunting and thrusting up into his hand as well. You tried pulling your softened cock away but Loki tsked and looked up at you with those baby blue eyes. "Not until I cum." He said simply, it was clear he was almost there, he panted and his hips bucked up into the slick hold.

Your cock was stinging from the stimulation but you wouldn't trade it for the world now, staring down as Loki's flushed cock leaked precum that dripped on his abdomen.

Then, Loki made a sound you only heard the first time you ever touched each other. Loki whimpered and rolled his hips up desperately. As if he were pleading to no one in particular. The sound alone made your body spark awake again despite clearly being sore and achy already.

"Come on Loki, you're so close I can see it. You look so good like this, you always look so so good. Gonna cum soon? God, I fucking hope so." You encouraged, your hands trailing to Loki's smooth chest to tweak both of his nipples. The god moaned lowly and glanced up at you, then back down at his flushed cock head.

Right before your eyes you watched as Loki's hips canted up and his entire body shook. You grinned wickedly, watching with excitement as he came, his hand never once slowing down as he coated his abdomen and his hand.

Loki laid there, panting and recovering from his borderline mind shattering orgasm. You slowly backed up and slid down his body, smirking as a response to his questioning look.

Gingerly, you took his hand and lapped away the fresh cum, humming quietly as you cleaned off his hand, sucking each one of his fingers in your mouth before licking between them.

"My god..." Loki stated breathlessly.

You weren't done, however. You smirked and kissed across his hips before up his stomach, licking up each rope of cum that landed there, whether it be yours or his.

Once he was clean you sat up and wiped under your bottom lip, grinning and looking down at him. Loki seemed as if he were in awe.

"I'm going to absolutely wreck you..." He whispered before flipping you over and laughing sweetly.

Tonight was going to be absolutely spectacular.