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Heimdall x Reader -
Get back here
Strong language
Smut
Part 2/2 END
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Hastily getting up and going after Heimdall, you realize he was walking far quicker than usual. You added a step to your pace in order to keep up with the cowering prick.
"Heimdall- huff.. Heimdall!"
You said, out of breath.
It took a good minute to reach his side, though, when you managed to run up next to him, he didn't bat an eye.
"Heimdall, I'm... I'm sorry, okay? It was a spur-of-the-moment-"
"Don't mention it. Not here." He interrupted, but he did glance at you.
Then another time. Seems like he noticed the ribbon, which was meant to keep the cloth on your chest closed, was untied.
He stopped both of you in the middle of the hallway, his hands reached toward the thin rope, gracefully tying a knot, then a bow, which, of course, was followed by a witty remark:
"You just don't care about your appearance in any way, do you?"
Then he fell silent and continued walking, leaving a beautiful little bow near your heart.
You caressed the bow lightly with your fingertips, almost going into a trance and forgetting your mission.
You snapped back to reality when you realized that Heimdall was a good ways away. You hurried up and ran after the man, it's time for a mission!
-Slight time skip-
Heimdall and you got to Odin, who was tending to some books and thinking up plans for Atreus.
"Ah, finally, took you a while. Come, come."
You and Heimdall stepped closer to the large wooden desk to examine the plan for the mission.
"You'll be heading to Niflheim. There you will look for The Veil of Shadows and bring it back to me. Understood?" Odin explained.
"Yes, All-father." Heimdall swiftly replied.
"Where may we find this Veil of Shadows? Niflheim is quite large.." You asked.
"Eh, don't know. Just look for it around somewhere."
Your eyes slightly widened at the old man's response.
"But-"
"Do not question the All-father." Heimdall spoke firmly.
He turned around and headed for the door, not waiting for you for a second. You trotted along and prepared for adventure. Odin's ravens came down and sent you along to Niflheim, where your journey begins.
"So.. Where are we looking for this.. Veil of Shadows?" You pry.
"Shut up." He muttered.
"What was that?"
"Huh? Oh. I've no idea, I'll have to guess that it'll be in some structure, so we'll just go in the first one we see." He said, getting knocked out of his thoughts.
"Alright..."
Suspicious.
You continue walking as you quietly notice a little dust particle that had layed itself on Heimdalls shoulder. You reach out to pluck it off, your fingertips touching the smooth, warm fabric, covering his skin.
As soon as you make contact, he flinches, hard, looking at you with widened eyes.
"It's just dust... Okay. What is going on? You're acting freakishly weird!" You exclaim.
"I'm fine! Completely normal! You- You're the weird one!"
"Me? Oh yeah, sure. I'm the weird one, mister 'I'm better than everyone'."
"It's not my fault that everyone else is of low worth!"
Your bickering attracted the unwanted attention of a Frost Ancient. Great job.
You both gulp and make a run for it, it certainly wasn't a fight you'd be ready for this time.
You make it to a safe place, luckily the blocky thing couldn't keep up.
"Hoo.... We made it. That was scary! Haa..." You say, out of breath.
You look over to Heimdall to see how he's fairing, which, in your eyes, wasn't well. He was shaking, his lips quivering, the cold of Niflheim had gotten to him.
"Hey, you alright?" You ask in concern.
"I'll be fine." Or so he says.
You looked at all the layers he didn't put on before coming to this realm, then at yourself - with all the fur. Perhaps he rushed out of that room a bit too quickly.
You closed the distance between the both of you, slowly wrapping your arm around him, hoping to provide some sort of warmth. To your surprise, he didn't resist. The poor bud was freezing up, but you couldn't return home so soon. He sat there, curled up next to you, calmly breathing. Was there any other way you could warm him up?
Ding.
"Don't even think about it." He said as the nasty thought arose in your mind.
"But it would warm you up, no?" You whispered softly, heating up from the thought, awaiting his answer.
He bit his lip, having a long hard think about it.
"I hate you." He murmured before grabbing you by the waist and adjusting both of your positions.
You were on top of him, while he sat on the cold floor. The only time you were higher than him, and it was like this? Amazing.
He fidgeted with his belt, his eyes narrowed down.
"Do I have to undress you myself..."
"...darling?" His eyes looked back up, meeting yours.
Your heart skipped a beat, not even the wind could keep your cool.
You leaned in for a kiss, a sloppy one at that. His lips were so soft despite the cold, unlike the thing arising in his pants.
He kissed back, finally having opened his belt. His pants slipped lower, yours came undone.
"I can't say that I didn't want this." He whispered, his head slowly leaning back.
Heart racing, you took a deep breath as you felt a poke in your nethers. This is it, unfortunate that you're not doing it in a warm bed, but somehow it made the thrill even better.
The gasp Heimdall let out when he entered was satisfying, motivating even. Such a sweet moan from a spiteful little brat.
You started pouncing, his drooling eyes could hardly comprehend the heaven he was feeling. Both of your moans filled the once-empty room you gathered up in. It almost felt as if the snow was melting around you.
He started to move on his own as well, filling your insides deeper than you thought you had room for. Soon enough he picked you up and quickly, but gently placed you on your back, soon after continuing the ritual. He started going faster and faster, his breaths heavy on your skin, melting away the shame you had once.
"Fuck.. I.. I like you, you know." His relaxed eyes penetrated yours, not as deep as his shaft, of course.
However, his statement did make your heart fluster.
"I like you too." You said before pulling him in for a long kiss.
He started thrusting at his top speed, reaching places you didn't know you had.
"Ngh~" He grunted while still kissing you, feeling you reach the end, tightening.
Then a warmth left your insides, but another hit your thighs, covering them.
Still in a kiss, he hugged you close and finished the rest of his business on the ground, making an impressive puddle.
You separated your lips, yet earning for more.
"Did it work? Are you warm now?" You smirked as he glazed over you.
"It did, quite well." He smiled back.
"Heh, cinnamon-bun." He said after looking over his masterpiece.
"Oookay, now that was gross." You chuckle, he chuckles back, kissing you on the neck right after.
You both get cleaned up as best you can, ready to continue your journey.
Yet, when you go outside you notice that it has gotten significantly darker.
"Uhm... Seems like we'll continue searching for the thing another day."
He finishes tightening his belt and goes over to you, gently wrapping his hand around your waist.
"Yeah, looks like we were here for a while. Let's head back, hopefully All-father won't be too mad." He claims.
A group of ravens swoop down and send you back to Asgard.
You both make your way over to Odin himself.
Giving the door a light knock, before entering his sacred place.
"Oh? Welcome back." Odin turned his head from the paper he was looking over, shortly after returning his glance.
"I'm so sorry All-father. We weren't able to retrieve the Veil this time. Please give us another chance!" Heimdall started.
"Veil? Oh! Right, the Veil of Shadows. Forgot about that... I don't need it, thanks anyway."
You and Heimdall both stand in shock.
"You don't need it?" You asked, profoundly confused.
"I just needed Heimdall out of here. You did a great job, by the way. Atreus is already closer on my side. You both can rest for a few days, just don't screw anything up! Now shoo, I got things to do, things to plan. Go!"
You escorted yourself out of the room, still dumbfounded that it wasn't a real quest.
"So... We did that for no reason?" Heimdall asked, looking off into the distance.
"Yup..." You replied.
Silence.
"I still... liked it." He commented.
Your face flushed, your gaze narrowed to the floor, a cheeky grin framing your lips.
"Me too." You commented back.
More silence.
"Again? Maybe... this time somewhere more comfortable?" He suggested.
"I'd like that." Your reply fuels him.
Heimdall swoops you up in his arms and basically makes a run for it to the bedroom.
"Please don't call me a cinnamon bun this time." You plead.
"Okay. Jelly-filled donut then?"
You cover your face from his silly name-calling and prepare for a feisty night ahead.
---part 2/2---
END
Oookay, finally posted. It would have looked more interesting if the damn draft didn't delete all my progress at the end, so it's a bit plain.
I hope you glorious people enjoyed this, I understand if it feels a bit quick. It was meant to be more of a one-shot, after all. But I really hope it satisfies your needs! This will definitely be the last I write about Heimdall since I am fanning about that Fandom much less, but he still stays dear in my heart ♡. Thank you if you came back after all this time to read it!!! You rock ♡
