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based on this HC thing I wrote earlier today ^~^
Warnings: Car sex, selfish!Detective Loki, use of Y/N, dumbification, misogyny if you squint, use of pet name (sweetie, pretty), degrading, praise, finger sucking, clit rubbing, fingering, groping, perv!Detective Loki, mentions of Brat!reader and Spoiled!reader, PinV, unprotected intercourse, pulling out, so actually just all the warnings idk anymore.
this is my first time writing a complete fic like this so forgive me and tell me how to improve!!
David Loki did not like doing traffic duty. He was a detective, for fuck’s sake, why would the world subject him to police work? It was a punishment, surely, for talking back to his boss yesterday. “God, what a prick,” Loki said out loud; he always did shit like this…He was a lot like his boss when he thought about it too long. He stayed in deep thought until a car drove by, a silver Impala, obviously a newer driver, going 80 in a 55. He groaned and turned on his lights, pulling the car over. He hated this.
Y/N hated following the rules as much as she hated getting in trouble. Her parents called her a brat and lazy, and maybe she was, getting her license so late in age. But she had failed a total of 5 times and she wasn’t going to allow something to already go on her record. She would be a fool not to do what every other woman would do: pout and pray, but she was scared, practically shaking as she rolled down her window, arguing with herself if she should try to get out of this or not.
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” David sighed. He sounded bored, barely even looking at the poor girl. “Uhm, probably…yes.” Her voice wasn’t shaking, but Loki could tell she was nervous, wasn’t confident in her answers. “This road has some sharp turns, ma’am. Your speed was not acceptable nor safe.” He grumbled. “I’m going to need your license and registration.” As she handed him the required documents, her lip quivered. “Uhm, look, officer. I really can’t afford a ticket at the moment. I just got this car…and my license…look, I just wanted to see how fast it could go.” She said, her voice was whiney, annoying Loki to the point he hummed and walked back to his vehicle to run through her license.
Loki thought long in his cruiser about her appearance: her pouty lip and big eyes. He could make her do anything at the moment. He could turn off his body cam on accident and asked her to step out, showing him how much she really didn’t want a ticket. Her license said she was 18, a new license. “Dumb little thing,” he murmured out loud as he read. Against his better judgment, he positioned himself so his body cam would fall off from its place and pretended not to notice, walking back with her documents and no ticket.
Y/N drummed her fingers on her wheel as Loki walked back over to her vehicle. “Here’s your license back, ma’am.” Loki could see she took off her coat, some piss-poor attempt to show cleavage. “How bad do you not want a ticket?” he said, keeping a straight face. He saw the realization that him being able to see the top of her tits wouldn’t be enough. “My parents make good money.” She tried, but Loki scoffed. “Try again.” Was all he said, trying to lead her to the right answer, when she didn’t say anything, he rolled his eyes. “Step out of the vehicle for me, sweetie.” She listened, hoping it wouldn’t take long due to her stupid decision to take off her jacket.
“Hey, I get it, new driver, you’re a little scared of me, yeah? I ain’t gonna hurt a dumb thing like you,” he practically cooed. Dumb? She thought, she should have said something about the insult, probably anything but she really didn’t want this ticket. “Just tell me what you want me to do.” She mumbled, hugging herself in the cold. People were driving by, she felt humiliated. “Why don’t we think of something you want to do…and step into your backseat for a little while?” She huffed at him. “I don’t want to think of something, just tell me what you want.” She crossed her arms. David looked at her sternly. “Get in the back then, brat.”
In the back, Joslyn breathed heavily as she watched Loki take off his police vest. He hated wearing it. He wasn’t a goddamn cop. “Officer-“ she started, as if she read his mind and wanted to piss him off. “I’m not a fucking cop. 𝖣𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾. Call me David.” David suddenly put two of his fingers in her mouth, causing her to gag. He hushed her. After a few moments, she sucked on his fingers. Loki’s other hand came up to hold the back of her head, not letting her pull off. Joslyn’s mind felt slippery, not resisting him even a tiny bit. She probably couldn’t even tell him her name, not that she needed to. He saw her license. “Mmmm.” She hummed before gagging again, causing her to hold onto his forearm. “Oh, I was right about you. You sink like a dumb fucking bunny.” David chuckled. “You gonna let me fuck you? Now that you got that look?” “Mmm-mhm.” She gurgled. She barely understood him, but felt him unbutton her pants like he had all the time in the world. His other hand petting her hair like she was some doll. The look David was talking about was almost indescribable. You wouldn’t find it in some random sweaty porno…no, the look was too innocent and trusting. But in a way, it was the same. Her eyes fluttering with need, the fog in her mind, that part was porno-like.
After she had stripped in the tight space of the car, David traced his middle finger up and down her heat, on the back of his heels, watching. It was humiliating being bare while the detective was still fully clothed. She squirmed non-stop, but he didn’t lay any mind, not yet. This comfortable position of his was only achieved by the uncomfortable position of her, practically a small ball with its legs spread. She was thankful, however, that the passenger side seat was slid decently far up due to never being used since she’d had it. The thought disappeared as David’s finger slowly traced her clit. “Makin’ a mess in your new car, Sweetie.” He murmured, not looking up to her face. Slowly his finger entered her, a whine escaping her. It wasn’t high-pitched and annoying like she was when she was begging out of that ticket. It was smooth and ego-boosting. “Seems like you like everything I do to you with my fingers, huh?” He grinned. “Huh?” He said a little louder when she didn’t give a response, that caused her to try and listen, nodding.
He noticed her nipples were still hard from standing outside and made a sound of excitement, removing his fingers from her, causing a whine, one he didn’t like. He rolled his eyes. She owed him; he could do whatever she wanted. Both his hands palmed her breast, which seemed to make her shut up. “Bigger than they look.” He murmured, leaning back more and slightly tilting his head just barely to look at her tits side profile. “When are you going to take off your clothes?” She asked, her voice more breathy and sweet than David remembered. “Right now, hold out on me, Sweetie.” Was his reply as he pulled off his shirt.
As David entered her, he groaned, murmuring a multitude of praises and dirty talk. “Oh, so, so tight, sweetie…fucking knew it.” Y/N couldn’t even think, trying to grab onto something, deciding to grab onto the forearm of the hand that was still groping her breast. “Oh, look at your pretty little mind go blank, that good, huh? I know, sweetie, I know.” She whined loudly as he moved, slow at first before gradually getting fast and more confident in his thrusts. The good whine he liked. David covered her mouth harshly after she got too loud. He knew he wasn’t super huge, but she sure acted like it. Must not get out much, he thought to himself.
Even with his hand over her mouth, she was getting too loud, so he shoved his fingers back in her mouth, which shut her up quickly. “God, you’re so fucking easy… Stupid thing bet you can’t even tell me what kind of car this is… All Daddy’s money, ain’t it?” She moaned in response, not listening to a word he was saying as his tip hit that delicious spot in her, her hips moving up and down with him. David wasn’t having this, bending her more so her knees were on either side of her face, pressing down hard on the back of her thighs to keep her still. “Jesus Christ, Pretty, can feel you’re already close… tell me how good it is. Tell me if you even want to think about cumming.” David was getting close too, but he’d be dammed if he came before her, his ego wouldn’t allow that. “mmph ‘s good Detective-uh real good please don’t stop pft- wanna ugggh cum” She babbled. God, what an idiot, Loki thought, fucking into her deeper as he felt her get closer. “Go ahead then, ain’t gonna stop you, Pretty” That was all it took before she released, practically brain dead. David groaned as he fucked her so fast he was getting a little light-headed, barely pulling out in time to spill into his hand.
