lazy mornings - loki laufeyson x reader
it's hot out , but domestic!boyfriend!loki is even hotter. hey it's been a while since i wrote and i'm glad to be back. please excuse any mistakes. english is not my first language and it's not checked by a beta reader.
warnings: pure domestic bliss, they are both so in love (gag), fluff, fluff and more fluff, alusions to smut.
A small groan escaped you as you were brought out of your sleep. A bit of pesky morning sun had managed to sneak in through a crack in the blinds and had been shining in your eyes, bringing out of your slumber.
It was then when you decided that scolding Loki was in order. You had asked him multiple to check that all blinds were closed.
You had already laid in bed and felt lazy to even get up and you had taken his word when he had assured you that they were perfectly closed.
You were sure he had no bad intentions, it was a simple mistake after all.
However it was the first time in a while, where you didn’t have to wake up early to go into office to fill out paperwork, or train or even go in a mission and you wanted to enjoy it.
You put the rising need to nag at bay. Your need for sleep surpassed any annoyance.
Once you were awake enough, you had quickly realized that you had rolled off from his embrace by the uncomfortable feeling of sweat, making your night dress stick to your skin.
You were quick to look for his embrace, during the hot summer months. His body seemed to always run cooler and it made sleeping with him unlike anything you have experienced before.
It could be a torture for the cold nights of New York. However he was ready to quickly remedy that with a rune which would allow you be toasty and comfortable, as you slept by his side.
However the summer time, seemed to melt away any desire for any tricks that would bring you relief.
A small theory had been growing like a seed in your mind, taking root. You thought that he rather enjoyed that you you sought him out. That he could be a source of comfort just by being by your side.
You turned on the other side to face him and found him almost sprawled out, taking over the majority of the king size bed. You watched his chest rise and fall with every breath, with every almost silent snore. His tummy was peaking out of the shirt that he had wore to sleep.
You tried to snuff the smile that was growing on your face. He was… adorable.
A sentiment you were certain that he would abhor, if he were to caught wind of it.
Yet, it was cute seeing old tendencies coming up to the surface once in a while.
After all, you could not blame him. He was a god whose chambers, you were willing to bet, were bigger than your shoebox of an apartment.
A god, which of his own admission, had never had to share his space nor his bed with another being, prior to the beginning of your co-habitation.
No wonder he had turned to become a bit of a bed hog.
You rolled to him, finding enough space to fit into his embrace. Your face was quick to find his chest, your leg hiking up his waist.
The movement seemed to bring him out unconsciousness as well. He could not form a complain in his sleep ridden mind.
He only tried to bring you closer to him, as if the time spent further than you had to, was an insult of great importance.
His lips found your forehead, which to his credit succeeded in dispelling any idea of being cross with him. However not the teasing mood, you found yourself in.
“As soon as I wake up properly, your ass is grass, Loki.” you grumbled sleepily and you can feel his chest rumble with a groggy kind of laughter, not particularly threatened.
“Whatever for, my darling?” his voice was husky, sleepiness laced in voice.
“I told you to close the blinds properly and you didn’t” you grumbled. “The sun woke me up”
“Please accept my sincere apologies” he sounded solemn, but he could not hide the teasing lilt. “Whatever can I do to make it up to you?”
“You can shut it and hold me.” you ordered. “It’s hot and I want to sleep.”
“You are bossy when you are sleepy.” he mocked.
“Are you sure that there isn’t anything else I can do to make it up to you?” he suggested, his voice dropping full of suggestion.
“Perhaps.” You mused ignoring another type of heat that seemed to crawl up your body at his words. “But first sleep.”
You felt Loki move, turning you so your back found the bed and he found home between your thighs.
The weight of his body was familiar on top of yours. The kisses that he peppered on your jaw and throat were definitely welcomed.
“My Prince, you have to learn patience.” You grinned at the groan that left his mouth having long learned what it does to him.
“This is unfair” he whined.
“Consider it part of your punishment” you decided. “Now cuddle me, and let me go to sleep and perhaps if you behave I’ll give you a treat.”
His hands caged your head as he rose just enough for his gaze found yours.
“It is ironic to ask the God of Tricks to behave himself, don’t you think so?”
”But he will if he wants to get his reward.”
“Playing dirty…” he narrowed his eyes “I knew that you were the one for me.”
A tender smile crossed your face.
“Shush now. I want to sleep”
He didn’t reply only content to bring you into back into his embrace.
Your breathing had gotten deeper, sleep having found you once again. It was only the that Loki muttered to you, that he loved you for the first time.
The way you tightened your grip on him, was enough of a response for him, at least until he got brave enough to say it when he was certain that you could answer him too.
