#avengers loki

“Oh my god- just date already,’’ Tony dramatically sighed while he switched his attention from his computer- hacking an enemy database in the middle of nowhere- and watching Loki who was watching Y/N like a hawk. Or at least.. That's what he figured Loki’s magic was doing.

Y/N hardly noticed at these times, where Loki would place particular attention on you at specific times to ensure your safety, even if it meant risking his own. With pure concentration, he could practically sense you and your adrenaline levels with his seidr, ready to come to your aid if it spiked higher than normal. However, he was supposed to be watching Stark’s back while they hid amongst the many rooms of an abandoned -not so abandoned- warehouse while you stayed on foot patrol. 

‘’It’s not that simple-’’ Loki said dryly, a tone that also indicated he did not want to continue this conversation, let alone now, let alone with Stark.

Tony rolled his eyes and continued typing. ‘’It is that simple Lok’s, you protect her like a suffocating boyfriend anyway, might as well ensure the title on it too.’’

‘’I am not suffocating and don’t call me that.’’ Loki snapped, glancing over his shoulder with a glare before turning back to watch the cracked open door. ‘’She doesn't necessarily have powers and being out there alone is just.. Risky.’’

‘’On every mission?”

‘’Yes.’’

‘’Missions we train hard for?”

‘’..yes.’’

‘’Ones she’s always successfully completed through fists alone?”

‘’...’’

‘’..unless you have something to do with-’’

‘’Do you see anyone or not?” Loki growled, glaring back at him while Tony just gave him a smirk, seeming to have been on to something that might confirm such accusations. No one really could figure out when Loki was using magic or not, and the last thing Loki needed right now was his concentration blown and he’d lose connection with Y/N. 

‘’One agent, that’s all- they must have been doing this thing alone to not draw attention. Little did they know, they’re computers ring louder than their footprints.’’ Tony chuckled and switched his gaze from each side of the screen- one downloading needed information, the other watching a camera that tracked this enemy’s whereabouts, and Y/N.

‘’Where is Y/N?” Loki asked carefully, shifting in place while his usual outfit began to feel tight, normally whenever he got anxious.

‘’West side, far corner. They should meet in about 30 seconds, i’ll give her the heads up so just- andddd he’s gone.’’

~

You slowed your steps to remain stealthy, weapon drawn and close while you approached each corner with caution. Tony had given you a heads up on the enemies approach, and although there was only one- you never underestimated anybody. 

‘’Ten more seconds..’’ you whispered, having the countdown in your head to anticipate when the enemy agent would turn the corner. You stood in the middle of the hallway, stance at an angle if you needed to jump out of the way but your gun stayed pointing ahead. 

All they needed to do now was turn the counter.

You enjoyed being in the field, often getting to work with the Avengers but you were primarily with SHIELD. It had its benefits, mainly being with your friends- one you’ve particularly been getting closer to each time you decided to crash at the tower. 

Loki was a dear friend.. And approaching dangerously to crossing the boundary you wouldn't mind he would. Lately he’s been kinda.. Acting like a boyfriend, and not your standard gentlemaness he did anyways..

Like how he stayed up late to listen to you vent or just talk. Getting you little presents for no reason and being items only a few rare people would know involving your interests. On missions- as annoying as it could be because you enjoyed this type of work- he was overly protective. Seeming to beat you to the bad guys and volunteer to partner up or watch your back. 

One would think that's just normal friendship-teammate stuff but.. You could feel something was up.. The only thing stopping you from completely accepting what it could be was that one possibility that it wasn't. And there was no way in Hel you were brave enough to ask him if he liked you. 

Awkwardness tended to ruin things so if this is how the two of you functioned until.. Something happened to answer your hunch, then so be it. 

Tony’s voice came over the speaker. ‘’Three.. Two.. one-’’

The agent- wearing all black, mask and all came into view with their weapon drawn, making you quick to aim yours. 

Your finger flexed on the trigger, your body already tensing into action before a sudden green beam of light appeared in your side vision. Brows furrowed, you had half a second to question what it was before it shot past you and with impossible speed- hit the enemy right in the chest- flying them backwards onto the ground. 

By the way the body fell limp upon impact with the floor, you confirmed they were unconscious, allowing you to switch your attention safely to glare at the god of mischief. 

‘’I had him, you know.’’

‘’I know darling, but I thought you’d need a break- you were on your feet all day while all I did was stand at attention with Stark.’’ Loki explained casually and approached you, standing at your side with a smirk.

‘’I was walking and it’s only been an hour and a half.’’ 

‘’No need to thank me.’’ Loki replied smugly, the last of his seidr dissipating from his fingertips before he clasped his hands behind his back. ‘’Shall we?” he suggested and nodded behind him to head back.

You gave him a hesitant look, noting how much he seemed to watch you, roaming but not necessarily in a seductive way- though you’ve caught him doing that once before. Usually after a mission, he tended to look at you like.. If there were any hidden injuries he was trying to find, or that you were trying to hide. 

‘’I’m fine Loki.’’ you said carefully, wanting to test his reaction that drew his eyes quickly up and a forced smile to his lips.

‘’Of course you are- I am merely just.. Waiting for you to take the lead back,’’

‘’So now I can take the lead?” you teased lightly, a hint of seriousness that indicated you were scolding him for taking over your part of this mission. Nevertheless, you began walking back down the halls with him following behind.

He always had your back..

~

‘’She’s got the looks..’’

‘’Shut up.’’

‘’Perfect skin..’’

‘’Shut. Up.’’

‘’You got a murder style..’’

‘’Stark- you have about two seconds to sit somewhere else.’’ Loki hissed under his breath, his fork stabbing at his plate and picturing it as Tony’s face.

‘’What? Never heard of ‘The 69 Eyes’?’’ Tony gasped with a hand on his heart, seeming personally offended that the god had never heard the song before he leaned back in his seat. He didn't want to break the chair after all, considering how many times he’s leaned in it to get closer to Loki- finding teasing him this evening would be his choice of entertainment. 

And death wish.

Loki was quick to dart his eyes up to make sure you continued talking to someone else, not at all wanting Tony to verbally give out his true feelings towards you in the most awkward way possible. Luckily, you continued to converse while sitting right across from him.  

‘’Which by the way- have you done that yet?” 

Loki raised a brow and looked beside him at Stark. ‘’Done what?”

‘’69.’’

Loki’s face heated up, rage and embarrassment flustering him before he seidr formed in his palm, making Tony quick to jump up and pretend he’s tidying up the table.

‘’Can’t a guy ever take a joke.’’ Tony chuckles and gives Loki an evil eye, being returned a real one instead before Stark turned his attention purposefully to Y/N.

‘’You done?” he asked innocently, holding a hand out to take the empty plate in front of you.

You thought nothing of it that Tony- for once- wanted to help clean up, so you smiled gratefully and handed him your plate.

‘’Thanks,’’ you added, your expression slowly falling when noticing Stark’s not-so-inocent look forming while he balanced the plate on the others.

‘’Don’t mention it, anything I could do to help my housemates feel welcome- oops-’’ he ‘accidentally’ nudged the plate to tilt to the side, sending your fork flying and clattering to the floor beside you. 

It only made you flinch a little, but you shook your head while lowering yourself down in an awkward lean from your chair to reach it. ‘’I got it- it would help to put the silverware all at the top,’’ you reminded and picked up the fork. 

Just as soon as your fingers curled around the forth and tensed to lift yourself up, there was a scraping sound against the floor and a slight jostle on the table. Furrowing your brows, something caught your eyes and your body froze, glancing only to find a slender hand planted firmly to grip the corner of the table.

So you wouldn't bonk your head.

Eyes widening, you lifted yourself back up to sit properly, eyes immediately locking on Loki who remained leaned over the table, almost nose to nose with you with his height and his reach before he suddenly flung himself back, sitting down with an awkward flop.

‘’Er- didnt want you to hit your head..’’ he said in almost a mumble, picking up his forth for something desperate to distract himself with while the redness in your cheeks continued to grow. 

‘’Such a gentleman, isn't he Y/N?” Tony smiled, almost acting like he did a good thing while you flashed a dry look at him.

‘’Of course he is, and here you go.’’ you placed the fork onto the plate as a subtle way to tell him to leave but not without him shooting you a wink. 

You bit your bottom lip and looked over at Loki who still continued to stare at his plate, moving things around and looking like he really wanted to leave.

‘’Thank you..’’ you said gently, able to lift his eyes a little to look at you and you offered a smile as well.

‘’Of course..’’ he said quietly and you gave him an escape, nodding towards the living room where you heard the others begin to trickle in and also leave the other end of the table. ‘’Ready for movie night?”

Loki smiled and couldn't have gotten up fast enough with a nod. ‘’please.’’

~

You never spoke about what happened at the table the next day. The two of you just.. Moved on, like nothing happened. Just as you always did, and Loki went back to doing what he always did. 

Subtly but not so subtly protecting you. 

“Widen your stance, that's it.’’ Loki encouraged, facing you while only hearing his black (tight) t-shirt and gym pants you got him for last christmas- a christmas gift more for your eyes is what it seemed.

‘’Can't we ever just.. lounge on a day off?” you half whined, dodging another controlled swing by ducking.

‘’we must always be ready for danger Y/N, especially with how the world is today.’’ Loki shook his head, keeping you in the center of the training mat while he began to circle you.

Something always told you this wasn't so much about fighting against enemies but perhaps.. Making HIM feel better that you could. Of course, you’d always lose, having no chance at beating a god and normally getting distracted with how close he was, let alone the subtle touches necessary when sparing. Still, it gave you two alone time together as well for once in a great while so.. You couldn't really complain.

‘’The world is always gonna have problems, why not enjoy it while it’s still settled?” you sigh, your head turning to watch him, followed by your body when needed. 

‘’I am enjoying it.’’ Loki smirked and you scoffed, getting back in position.

‘’Let me guess, enjoy beating me?” you asked, not really needing to before you swung out your fist towards him.

He was quick to use his elbow to scoop up your fist so it just shot up in the air instead before his other hand reached out and snatched your wrist on your other hand.

‘’Yes,’’ he smirked before yanking you forward so you practically landed on his chest, the arm he sent reaching for the sky coming down over his shoulder awkwardly and looking like the two of you were one of the worst dancers on earth. 

‘’Maybe it’s not the student thats the problem, but the teach.’’ you teased and your hand reached up to take hold of the back of his neck, supporting yourself before you jumped and raised your knees to press against your chest, also pushing against his own and sending his body leaning down with you hanging on.. Unplanned. 

‘’What was this supposed to accomplish?” he asked casually, raising a brow before a smirk slowly came to his lips when noticing exactly how close you two were.

‘’..i was using my body weight to bring you down..’’ you said in a pout that it obviously didn't work.

Loki couldn't help but laugh. ‘’My dear, you have no body weight, none that i could feel- you’re going to have to be much more clever than that to bring down a god.’’ he smirked before his hands suddenly grabbed your waist, making you squeak and straight your legs before he stood you upright, but his hands unconsciously remained where they were.

‘’So.. You’re saying I could cheat?” you asked quietly, feeling how in your movements so far, it hiked your shirt up just enough to feel his fingertips barely brushing up against your flesh on your hips. Subtle, you could have sworn you felt his thumbs begin to stroke.

‘’I suppose cheating would heighten your advantage to average against a god.’’ Loki smirked, his words seeming distracted while your hands found themselves resting on his wrists with no promise at pulling them away.

‘’You don't always need to advertise your god complex Loki, you’ve lost before,’’ you tease.

‘’It's not a complex love, when I am actually a god. And I've never lost to you before, which is entirely the goal here,’’ he smirked, standing much closer to where he had to dip his chin significantly to look down at you.

‘’So you want to lose?” you challenged.

There was a pause while he seemed to study you, his gaze drifting off just a tad before he sighed. ‘’I want you protected.’’

‘’I am protected Loki, you’ve ensured that every day,’’ you risk a tease, looking up at him gently while he now looks away, shaking his head a little.

‘’It's more than protection Y/N.. it’s-.. Well.. i don’t want you to get hurt around me..’’

‘’Hey, I'll be okay, I know you worry but.. I'll be fine, okay?” you assured, squeezing his wrists a little to bring his eyes back to you but there seemed to be much more than he was telling you. 

Instead, he settled for just nodding with a smile, taking a step back with his hands leaving your waist last before he nodded towards you. ‘’Alright darling, one more round before you could lounge all you like for the day,’’ he teased.

‘’Fine, but you’re lounging too.’’ you smirked before throwing another kick.

~

‘’Shit shit shit-’’ you cussed, sliding in the dirt before you pulled up alongside Loki who was covering you behind a boulder. ‘’How many are there??”

‘’About forty, only two were on you- the rest are fighting the others, but scattered,’’ Loki told you, his tone serious while his eyes were sharp- scanning the forestry landscape for anyone that might have tracked you.

‘’I don’t think i was followed, but they did get- ah!’’ you yelped, your hand flying to your nose when pain shot up it.

Loki’s whole body immediately turned to you with wide eyes that pierced towards your hand. ‘’What is it?? What's wrong?”

‘’Brief combat, managed to get punched in the nose- i just need to apply pressure,’’ you waved him off while you cringed, feeling the blood trickle out of your nostrils so you adjust your hold with your head pointing down. 

‘’You shouldn’t have- I mean.. You need to-’’ Loki’s whole body tensed, eyes wide while his hand covered his mouth and his eyes squeezing closed.

You raised a brow at him before giving him a dry look. ‘’Look, I know it’s not a pretty situation but you don’t have to be so dram-’’

‘’Y/N..’’ Loki warned, his tone startling you while you took in his form.

His hand had migrated to his temple, rubbing it as if to concentrate while he stayed tensed and crouched on the ground beside you, leaning a little away actually.

‘’.. What's wrong?” you asked with concern, looking over him as if he were the one that was hurt.

‘’This is exactly what I didn't want happening..’’ Loki growled, his free hand blindly searching for your shoulder before he gave a nudge. ‘’You can’t be here..’’

You glared just a tad and glanced around the corner before eyeing him. ‘’We’re literally taking cover from people who are trying to find us, we can't just leave each other, let alone the best position to stay hidden,’’ you reasoned with almost a scolding tone since it was basically survival 101 Rogers spent too many hours lecturing you both for.

‘’Y/N..’’ Loki warned again, this time almost desperately before looking at you.

You almost flinched a little when you noticed his orbs had turned to a deep shade of red and he had begun panting, showing off the subtle points of potential fangs that threatened to poke from under his upper lip. ‘’You’re- turning..’’

‘’I’m a frost giant Y/N, we’ve established this but- i can’t be around blood.. It.. triggers-’’ he spoke in pauses while he continued to rub his temples, turning his body as if to hide himself and now moved to rest on both his knees.

‘’Triggers what??” you asked, fear not even crossing your mind as you continued to make sure he was okay.

‘’Fuck..’’ his voice ground out, sounding husky while his eyes lifted to look at you. His nostrils flared, looking very much like a beast, staring down a cornered rabbit and you half debated maybe giving him a little space and taking cover somewhere else.

Shifting a little in the dirt to do just that, his hand shot out suddenly and took hold of your ankle, making you yelp but quickly cover your mouth as to not give away your position from the true enemies.

‘’Loki-’’ you started before effortlessly, he pulled you towards him, dragging you in the dirt in the process where your body fell back before his body moved to be on top of yours. 

Dust flew in the air with how hard his palms hit flat against the ground on either side of your head, knees all the same beside the outside of yours. his body hovered close enough where you could feel him brush up against you with each inhale. Your hands had flown up to grasp his shoulders, eyes wide and threatening to push him away while your heart pounded.

‘’L-Loki.. What's going on?” you whispered, using your sleeve to rid of any remnants of blood from under your nose as if that would solve the problem.

‘’Blood triggers my.. Primal instincts.. Quite frankly my dear, you’ve put me into a rut state..’’ he whispered, almost as if it were hard to breathe while his limbs shook above you while he stared you down. 

You could see his sharper canines when he spoke and his eyes still bore that deep red. It was quite literally primal, feral even and although you've known about his true heritage.. You weren't aware what happened when he was around blood..

‘’Your blood..’’ he corrected and you tensed a little, wondering if he could read your mind or not while his eyes began to roam down your body.

‘’W-what do i need to do? To help you?’’ you asked quietly, biting your bottom lip and suddenly feeling self continuous while he began lowering his head.

‘’My mind is sane but my body tends to take over in these.. Jotun circumstances.. You should have ran when I told you..’’ Loki murmured, your eyes squeezing shut while you felt the tip of his nose begin to barely brush against your neck, hearing him inhale. ‘’I need you to stay perfectly.. Still.. While i fix this..’’

‘’H-how do you fix it?” you whispered, your thighs clenching at the thought of him possibly having to.. You know.. In his time of.. What sounded like a mating trigger state. By your blood.. This must be why he was so protective of you.. He didn't want you to bleed- not just because he didn't want you hurt, but because he didn't want to risk himself hurting you..

‘’I’m trying to get my bearings.. But it’s.. Difficult.. I’m sorry Y/N..’’ he whispered, his warm breath fanning against your flesh, it sent goosebumps down your arms, regardless of your tight suit. 

‘’I- do you like me Loki? ..is that why this is what's happening?” you asked, knowing it probably wasn't the best time, but perhaps getting his mind off of this state would help?

You felt him pause, his mouth hovering at the pulse point of your neck where you almost held your breath. Squirming was what you wanted to do but you needed to work with him if he was going to try to get out of this. Yet you needed to know.. You needed to confirm.. You wanted him to feel the same..

Slowly, you arched your back and raised your head slightly, making your neck gently press up against his lips. 

His whole body instantly tensed up and his eyes widened. Like a bullet, his hands moved to clutch at your shoulders, holding you down before you felt the harsh bite of his teeth sink into the softness of your flesh. Your arms wrapped around his back, nails digging into his harsh leather and armor- whatever you could grab onto while you felt his teeth sink slightly before to hold you immobile. 

‘’L-Loki..’’ you whimpered, wincing at the sting from where his mouth was and held completely still in fear of feeling further pain. 

You then suddenly felt something warm and soft slide against your flesh that was between his teeth, realizing his tongue was soothing the area around where his teeth were assaulting. You also began to feel his body lower, knees shifting down before you felt something large and hard press up against your clothed core.

‘’Loki-’’ you whimpered again, heart pounding and cheeks reddening to realize he was pressing his bulge right up against the area between your legs. 

But he was still. No further movements except for the slight tremor in his muscles that indicated how much he was trying to hold back. Then slowly, so slowly you felt his teeth begin to release you, making your back’s arch sink back to the ground and your head turn back properly to look up at him but his face seemed to nudge yours to look back away, keeping your neck exposed to him still.

He wasn't done, and without teeth, he open-mouth kissed the area he just pierced. You jumped, body tensing while strange butterfly-like feelings began creeping through your chest, lower stomach and pelvic area. After placing careful kisses around the wound, he suddenly ran his tongue across it. Then again, then again, and again. 

Your teeth sank into your lower lip while he began lapping at you, drinking at what you couldn't feel flow before he began humming against your flesh. His sound was so seductive, almost as if what one would do after tasting something delicious.

‘’Are.. Are you going too..?”

‘’...i’m not going to eat you Y/N.. this.. Is the best I can do..’’ he whispered, his body slowly beginning to pant before he dragged his lips up to your jawline, nipping at the flesh before his whole body tensed and he pressed his forehead against your shoulder.

‘’Fuck…’’

‘’What do you need to do?” you asked, your nails loosening their grip before you just gently held onto him, shifting your legs as if to figure out a way around him.

‘’Just.. There's just so much pressure..’’ he exhaled deeply, a hand abandoning your shoulder to begin to glide down your side, gripping your waist and hip as if searching for a way inside your jumpsuit. ‘’I’m sorry..’’ he whispered.

‘’It’s.. Not your fault.. I just- want you to be okay..’’ you whispered, turning your head to try to look at him while he continued to nuzzle against your shoulder and again he lowered his hips down, just enough to press his straining bulge against you and upon feeling your jump, he raised them after a moment.

‘’...i do like you Y/N.. so much.. And I wish you didn't find out like this..’’ he whispered, shaking him head before his face shifted, seeming to hardly contain himself while his body moved his face to burrow into your hair, taking in deep inhales of your scent. 

‘’I already knew Loki.. what you did wasn't just protecting me.. But because you care.. And I care about you.. And right now.. I want to protect you..’’

Your words came out shaky but with all the confidence you could muster. He could sense lies, and knew you were being truthful despite your current state. His other hand moved from your shoulder before it planted itself again on the dirt, raising himself so he could now hover his face above yours. His expression was of held back pain, but gentleness in his eyes all the same while he stared down at you carefully.

‘’..not like this Y/N.. I don't want to do this to you.. Like this..’’ he shook his head and you heard him curl his fingers into the dirt as if the very thought urged his body to change his mind.

‘’Then do just enough.. Do what you have to.. And we could figure out the rest later.. It’s okay..’’ you reassured him with a gentle voice, bringing your hands up to cup his cheeks and you felt him ever so slightly flinch. ‘’We’re okay..’’

With trembling hesitation, he drew in inhale before his mouth came crashing down on yours, drawing both of you to moan and devour each other. His tongue forced itself in, quick to dominate while you squeezed your eyes shut and let him have you. He was so soft, so warm and somehow gentle at the same time as being rough. 

Using one hand to support his weight so as to not crush you, his other hand suddenly took hold of your knee, hoisting your body up and spread until his bulge was firmly up against your sex. As clothed as you both were, you understood this was the only way Loki could protect you but also take care of himself. So keeping your legs spread, you whispered into his mouth when he began to dry hump you. 

There wasn't anything exactly dry, his thorough and repetitive rubbing was making you pulse and wet with need. Loki didn't want to take you like this- you understood, but he was making you extremely wanting where your hips began to move along with his.

His body seemed to instantly melt and moan that he pressed more against you, chest to chest while the hand supporting him laid down and curled so your head was now laying on his forearm. 

The more he humped, the more his nails seemed to dig into your leg and somehow the pain seemed to spur you on and get more aroused. Your arms had long since wrapped around his neck, fingers tangling into his locks and earning growls to leave him whenever you would cause pressure when pulling. 

His animalistic nature was beginning to show and you understood why his hand had been at his temple earlier. Maybe a spell or some basic seidr but he must have done something to contain most of this state because you guessed he should have already changed by now to full Jotun, but he hasnt- aside from his teeth and eyes. 

‘’F-fuck.. I could feel your heat..’’ Loki groaned, humping firmer that it began sliding your body up an inch on the ground but his other hand continued to pull you back, almost meeting his erection to where you could hear a slapping sound of fabric. 

‘’You're so big..’’ you whimpered, even through clothes you were getting a good outline and moaned when he seemed to continue humping up to brush against your clit.

‘’W-which is another reason why i wished to wait- oh fuck..-I need you properly.. Stretched..’’ Loki grunted, his eyes lifting up and fluttering, baring his teeth as if the very thought made him feral.

You swallowed, not wanting to necessarily get bit again while your fingers tightened in his hair, believing that could ever hold him back while the corner of his mouth turned up.

‘’I've often dreamed of this.. But by the gods- i swear i’ll have a proper taste soon..’’

Your cheeks heated up and you turned your face away. ‘’D-dont say such lewd things-’’

His hand released your leg and grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him while his hips continued to grind into you. ‘’I’ll say worse things and more darling..’’ he smirked before smooshing your cheeks and devouring your mouth once more, making your back arch and press your chest more into his.

The two of you hummed, moaned and cursed, movements getting faster and thorough before you gasped in his mouth, making him quick to lift his head enough to grin and watch your features as they contorted into an orgasm. 

Your hands hit the ground at your sides, curling into the dirt while you withered and moaned from your orgasm, the glorious sight spurred Loki on to where his arms wrapped around your body, pressing you both into the ground while his hips ground into your fast, chasing his own peak until he snarled and groaned, biting into your shoulder while he humped and rode it out.

You were still riding yours to even notice the pain in your shoulder, squirming and panting until you became a twitching mess while Loki continued to grind until his movements began slowing down. His teeth eased but still remained in their hold, the two of you lying there and panting. 

That just happened..

You stared up at the sky while your mouth slowly tugged into a smile, your heart fluttering before you felt Loki shiver, instantly making you lift your head to look at him.

‘’Loki.. You okay?” you whispered, feeling his body still completely with only his subtle breathing indicating he was still with you.

After a moment, he removed his teeth and placed a soft kiss at the spot that left holes in your uniform, lingering his mouth while he unwrapped his arms from your mid section so he could finally lift himself off your body. Still hovering however, he drew in a breath and lifted his head, looking down at you with finally his beautiful blue eyes back to normal.

‘’I’m alright Y/N.. are you alright?” he whispered, his brows furrowing with concern as if reality was setting in and he looked over you to make sure there were no injuries.

Your hands came to his shoulders and you shook your head, making him look back at you to notice your smile. ‘’Better than alright. Promise.’’ 

His body relaxed under your touch, giving you a gentle smile before he finally moved off your body before tensing, looking back around the quiet forest as if remembering there were still enemies around you both.

‘’Well.. That would have been an awkward situation if they did find us..’’ you teased lightly and began brushing the dirt off of yourself.

‘’I don't think it would have stopped me if they had.’’ Loki smirked, catching the blush on your cheeks where he moved a hand to cup the side of your face. ‘’Something tells me the others took care of the remaining, so we should regroup now.’’

‘’Alright,’’ you nodded and let him help you up, the both of you being on read alert with your eyes everywhere before you noticed Loki’s chuckle. ‘’What?”

He smirked and looked back at you, taking your hand in his to help lead the way before giving you a suggestive look. ‘’You’ve got perfect skin, and the looks..’’

You raised a brow and brushed your face gently with your free hand. ‘’What are you talking about?”

‘’Stark might be on to something with his Midgardian music.’’

DM a song for your own Musical Mischief one shot!

It had been weeks since you saved Loki’s life and brought him back from his near-death experience. Or as Loki fondly likes to call it, “the time you asked him out on a date.” He was relentless with his flirtations towards you. He would seek you out at all hours, multiple times a day, just to wear you down.

One time he caught you by the kitchen pouring yourself a cup of coffee. “There you are, my angel.” He slid on the side of the counter, pulling up right next to you. “I have a headache. Do you think you could kiss it and make it all better?” he crooned so sweetly.

“No,” you answered him flatly and walked away, sipping your coffee.

Or, that time you were kickboxing with Sam. While Loki and Thor just happened to be training on the mat across from you. Thor had knocked him down with a single blow. Loki immediately cried to you from the floor. “Darling! My brother doesn’t seem to know the difference between practice and actual combat. Could you spare me a kiss so that I can continue and teach him a lesson?” He lay on the floor with his hair falling from the loose bun he kept it in. His arms spread apart, looking up at you through thick, long lashes.

“No, Loki!” You were so irritated that you took your fighting gloves off and threw them on the floor. Missing his head by an inch. Loki didn’t even flinch as he watched you storm off in anger. “Go to med-bay if you’re injured!”

“My angel,” Loki purred this morning after a team meeting. “I seem to have a paper cut on my finger. Can you-”

“No! Loki I will not kiss you!” you asserted, gathering your materials to get out of there quickly.

“I was going to suggest you lick it. But if that’s what you prefer, I’ll take it as a consolation prize,” he smiled and puckered his lips towards you. Your palms had never itched more, wanting to slap the kiss right off his mouth. You growled in frustration as you turned on your heel and walked out.

Loki heard light chuckles coming from the end of the large meeting table. Wilson and Barnes were shaking their heads, having watched the whole scene play out. “Is there something that you two find amusing?”

“Ya, man. You!” Wilson answered.

“I’m glad my shortcomings amuse you,” Loki answered with a slight upturn of his lip.

“Let me give you some advice,” Sam said walking over to him.

“Not warranted. Nor requested.”

“I’ma give it to you anyway.” Sam clapped a hand on Loki’s shoulder and looked him straight in the eye. “You need to chill.”

“I beg your pardon?” Loki said astounded.

“The more you push, the harder she resists,” Barnes interjected.

“Stop harassing her,” Sam continued.

“You, constantly being around her, reminding her of that kiss, is not gonna go well for you,” Barnes added.

“Are you saying that she regretted healing me?” Loki questioned.

“No,” they both answer in unison.

“Anyone can see that she was smitten with you from day one!” Sam declared.

“And she wouldn’t just kiss anybody. She offered to heal my arm once, though,” Barnes said to Wilson. “I wonder if she would’ve kissed me then?” He said introspectively, biting his lip in thought. Loki sneered at the notion.

“But she thinks that you’re just teasing her. That you’re not sincere with your feelings and you’re just looking for a way to provoke or annoy her.”

“I honestly don’t know how I can make it any clearer for her that I’m interested other than to ask her flat-out naked!”

“NO!” they both screamed again.

“Well, it would've worked on Asgard.” Loki pouted, crossing his arms as he sat on the ledge of the conference table.

“I’m sure it would’ve,” Sam nodded sarcastically. “Look, do you really like her?” Loki gave him a sardonic look, appalled that Wilson would even ask such a question.

“Then prove to her that you’re worthy of her affections. Wait for her to ask you. That way you’ll know she wants you too and not just because she’s trying to save your life.” At this last drop of wisdom, Barnes and Wilson left Loki in the conference room, pondering ways to prove his sincerity towards you.

You hurried towards your room, scenes from the last moments with Loki replaying in your mind. How could everything have gone tits up in just a couple of weeks?! You left the meeting today exhausted more than ever. You weren’t sure if it was misplaced gratitude for saving his life or if he genuinely is attracted to you but you didn’t think you could resist Loki anymore.

You know he’s just mocking you about what happened. He doesn’t have any real feelings towards you. It’s in his nature to be playful. But every time he comes anywhere near you and he puckers those lips of his, your knees buckle and you almost give in.

Screw it! If he wants to tease you so badly, maybe you could call his bluff and kiss him back. Perhaps then he’ll realize that his joke had gone way too far and he’d stop. Yes! The next time he teases you, you’ll kiss him right back.

But he never did. After weeks of trying to get under your skin, he finally relented. Morning coffee breaks were innocuous and pleasant. Sometimes, he would have a cup waiting for you, just the way you like it. No quips. No lewd gestures about kissing. Just a handsome smile and a friendly, helping hand.

There were times you would see him walk out of the training rooms with Thor, holding on to his side in pain. You were ready for him to make a quick jab about needing your kiss to heal the ache. But none ever came. Only a quick, “Hello, darling,” in passing as he limped off in the direction of med-bay. You’ve missed your chance.

Days later, holiday lights still glittered around the buildings of New York. Remnants of Christmas still decorated Fifth Avenue. The frigid air nipped at your cheeks making you hold on to your faux mink tighter.

Tony’s New Year’s Eve party was different this year. No celebrities. No politicians. Just the Avengers, along with the friends and family that loved them. He had rented the whole rooftop of the Marriott Marquis, overlooking Times Square. Soft velvet settees were strewn across the space under a luxurious pergola and a fantastic view of the ball waiting to be dropped.  

Lounging next to one of the many heat lamps, you wrapped your coat tighter around your shoulders. “So, who are you kissing when the clock strikes midnight?” Nat asked you, pouring you a glass of Bollinger. Her red lipstick was as bright as her hair. With one side of her fur falling down her shoulder, she looked like the classic Hollywood vixen, ready for her next close-up. Fitting for tonight’s Vintage Hollywood theme.

“I don’t know,” you lied, taking the stem from her hand. You knew exactly who you wanted to kiss tonight. “I haven’t really thought about it.”

“Liar.” She said so cooly. You smirked, chastising yourself for trying to lie to one of the world’s best interrogators. “I bet I could guess who!” She sang as you rolled your eyes.

“Even if I did want one of them to kiss me, that doesn’t mean that they will.”

“Come on. I’m sure one of them would love to snog you at midnight,” she chuckled. “An extra blessing of good health and fortune for the coming year…” She wagged her eyebrows and elbowed you.

“Oh, please.”

“Ok, there’s Steve.”

“Your ex?!”

“Ya!”

“No!” you exclaimed.

“He’s a great kisser.”

“Then why don’t you kiss him at midnight”

“We’re trying to get YOU kissed. Not me, remember? OK, what about Thing 1 and Thing 2?” She said pointing to Sam and Bucky.

“No,” you said laughing.

“Why not?”

“No. I just don’t see them that way. It’ll make for an awkward kiss.”

“How ‘bout Bruce?”

“Bruce isn’t even here.” You said looking around the party.

“Ok then, what about Thor?”

“He’s with Jane.”

“Why not try your luck with tall, dark, and stabby then?” she said pointing to Loki with her champagne flute. You snorted at her nickname for Loki nearly spilling champagne as you took a calculated sip. “Oh my god!”

“Nat! Please. Keep your voice down!”

“No one can hear me! It’s a loud party.”

“Yes, a party with superhuman beings who have superhuman hearing!”

“Good! Maybe he’ll make a move!” She said slightly louder, hoping to grab his attention.

“Shh! Shh! Keep it down!” you laughed as you tried to calm her. “He’s been making moves. But I think…I dropped the ball on this one.” You looked over to where Loki was standing, trying to see if he had caught anything that Nat was saying. He was standing proud, having a conversation with Steve. His long black coat fit him snugly while the fur lining of his collar accented his sharp jaw. His gloved hand squeezed tightly around the cane he was holding, making you wonder if he did hear Nat. God, to have that gloved hand wrapped around my neck.

“He’s staring at you.” You heard Nat whisper to your ear.

“What?!” you turned to Nat and then back to Loki quickly, meeting his stare. You were so caught up in imagining his hands that you missed his eyes on you.

You see Loki and Steve staring at both of you, saying things under hushed tones. “They’re probably looking at you,” you explained. “What’s the deal between you and Steve, anyway?” You changed the subject.  “How long has it been since you guys talked?”

“A while.”

“How long is a whi-”

“Listen, since I don’t have anyone to kiss either, why don’t we just kiss each other at midnight? Deal?”

You paused at her ability to change the subject. You gave her a knowing look but allowed her to escape your scrutiny. “Deal!” you sighed, giggling as you clinked your glasses again and took sips readying for round two.

Loki smirked as he listened to your entire conversation. Up until now, he’s been patiently waiting for you to come to him. Giving you compliments. Finding small but lingering ways to touch you. He didn’t know if his tactics were working until he overheard your conversation with Agent Romanoff. He was confident you returned his affections.

Nerves shot through his entire body. Excitement and anxiety all rolled into one giant emotion he could not define. Who knew that Barnes and Wilson’s advice would work? “Tell me, Rogers, what is this tradition you guys have about kissing each other at midnight?” Loki asked as he watched you and Romanoff.

Steve followed Loki’s stare and saw you and Natasha lounging and laughing over a bottle of champagne. He remembered how he and Nat kissed at midnight last year, promising each other to try. But ultimately failing after six months.

“It’s a stupid superstition that doesn’t mean anything,” Steve said bitterly. Loki gave him a look to continue. “It’s said that whoever you kiss at midnight, will be your sweetheart for the rest of the year. Or if you’re already in a relationship, make it stronger.”

“I see,” Loki said contemplatively.

“It’s just superstition, Loki, don’t buy into it.”

“If you’ll excuse me, I have to find my brother.” Loki excused himself, already putting together details of a plan in his head.

“Thor! Thor…” he said pulling him aside. “Did you know about this Midgardian tradition of kissing at midnight?”

“Yes! Jane and I planned on it when the hour strikes. Who will be your intended, dear brother?” Thor asked happily. Loki looked at him pointedly. “Oh! You got the priestess to agree to kiss you?! That’s wonderful news!”

“Not quite. I need your help.”

“Get Help?”

“NO! For Father’s sake, if you throw me across the room, I will END YOU!”

 “Alright, alright. I jest Loki. What can I do to help?”

“I’d like to kiss her at midnight, but too many people are vying for her attention. Too many variables. Too many options.”

“Don’t worry little brother, I’ve got this!”

Ten minutes before midnight, you can feel the buzz in the air as everyone scrambles to ring in the new year. You and Nat had graduated to the bar. Both of you nursing new flutes of prosecco.

Behind you, Thor rushes through the crowd looking for Steve. “Rogers, who are you kissing at midnight? Nat or Wanda?”

“Nat or Wanda? What do you mean?”

“Well, you have to kiss someone. Isn’t that your Midgardian tradition? And I figured you wouldn’t want to kiss Nat, I mean with your history and all…”

“Well, ya…” Steve rubbed the back of his neck, thinking about Thor’s proposition. “But what about Y/N?”

“Oh, Lady Y/N is kissing my brother.”

“Loki?! But, I…”

“Oh, I apologize. Did you want to kiss my brother instead?” Thor asked quickly. “I can look for him and change his mind. I didn’t know you had…”

“NO! No, I don’t. But, um…”

“Wonderful! So, Nat or Wanda?”

“I guess Wanda,” Steve shrugged. “Nat and I do have a history.”

“Perfect! I’ll let Wanda know.”

“Now hold on just a second…” Steve’s voice trailed away as Thor sprinted into the crowd. His eyes searched for the Scarlet Witch among the revelers and found her amidst a harem of men all rivaling for her attention.

“Wanda!” Thor shouted, frightening some of the men in the group. “Come. Steve says he wanted to kiss you at midnight!”

“I knew it! He couldn’t hide behind that shy act for long!” she said standing up and smoothing out her dress.

“Perfect! You should go to him right now, and make sure no one else claims him before you do.” Thor said. Wanda nodded with determination and marched her way over to Steve.

“Oh, come on Thor!” Wilson said behind him. “I was just about to ask her!” Thor turned to see Sam and Bucky amongst Wanda’s many admirers.

“Uh…you’re in luck, my dear friends. I know someone anxious to kiss you both.” Thor gleamed.

“Us both?” Bucky questioned. Thor pointed to where you and Natasha sat.

“Ooh, nice choice. But I doubt that Steve would actually like that.” Sam said.

“And I believe Y/N is already spoken for,” Bucky added, pointing to Loki walking in your direction.

“It is for Steve we do this!” Thor wrapped his bulging arms around each of their necks. “We all know how miserable both he and Natasha are right now. Make him a little jealous. Perhaps he’ll rise to the occasion and get back his true love.”

“His true love?” Sam questioned.

“For true love!” Thor repeated, squeezing their necks tighter.

“The things we do for our friends,” Bucky grumbled under his breath.

Meanwhile, Loki made his way to the bar where you and Nat were laughing. “Ladies,” he said in that low baritone of his. “I’m sorry to disrupt your merriment, but may I speak to you privately, Agent Romanoff?”

You and Nat exchanged glances as she raised her eyebrow. A smirk fell upon her red lips and that’s when you felt it. A sharp pang of jealousy that twisted a knife in your gut. You hoped that your smile was still plastered on your face. Lord knows Nat could spot a tell from a mile away and you weren’t as good at hiding it as she was.

Loki offered his hand and Nat took it, hopping off the barstool, hand in hand with the man you’ve been pining for. You waited till both their backs were to you when you turned back around to the bar and let your smile die.

“Can I get a shot of tequila!” you yelled to the bartender, holding up your hand. You watched as Loki led Nat to the middle of the room, his arm wrapped around her delicate waste. “Make it a double!” you said with a huff. The sight in front of you was too much to witness. You had accepted that you might not get to kiss Loki at all tonight, but to watch him kiss someone else would be devastating to you.

With nothing, and no one else, keeping you at the party you decided to leave. You ran from the party as quickly as possible with your head turned down, holding back tears and feelings of betrayal.

“Loki, I hope you’re not gonna ask me for a kiss at midnight. That’s a hard pass.” Nat started before he took her very far.

“No, my dear. I overheard your conversation earlier with our dear healer. I was hoping to alleviate your promise of kissing her at midnight by offering you an alternative.”

“What alternative?”

“Two, alternatives actually.” At this, Loki gently grabbed Natasha’s shoulder and spun her around to see Bucky and Sam by the DJ booth. Sam held his drink up to her in greeting, while Bucky just grinned.

“Two! Steve wouldn’t like this.”

“Roger’s is kissing the Witch tonight.” He pointed to where Steve and Wanda were talking. Jealousy burned inside Natasha. A quiet resolve cemented in her and she was set on making him pay for it. “But what about Y/N?”

“As I said, I plan to take charge of her kiss from midnight, and all her kisses thereafter,” Loki winked at her.

“Don’t play with her heart, Loki.”

“I should warn you of the same with your soldier, agent.” He bowed slightly as Nat sauntered her way over to the two soldiers waiting for her.

When Loki turned back towards the bar, his face had fallen realizing that you were no longer there. Panicked, he looked around and found a trail of your coat just as it disappeared inside the hotel. Loki looked at his watch- three minutes left. The crowd below started getting restless and the giant numbers on the large screen on top of the prismatic ball had started ticking down towards midnight.

“Darling, where are you going? The clock is about to strike.” Loki caught up to you at the elevators. You gulped at the sight of him coming towards you. Inside the lobby, the heat was almost suffocating, and Loki unbuttoned his coat to be less stifling. You watched as he removed his gloves, finger by finger, and stuffed them into his coat pocket. The action mesmerized you until you were face to face with him.

“Loki! Shouldn’t you be with Natasha right now?” You said as you looked up at the elevator numbers ticking by so slowly. You pushed the call button praying for the lift to come faster.

“She’s currently entertaining Thing 1 and Thing 2. If my memory of your conversation serves me correctly.” You stared at him in disbelief. You might have had too much to drink. But not enough to miss the implication of what that meant.

He knows. He overheard your conversation and he knows!

He placed his hands on your waist and pulled you towards him, leading you away from the elevators. Away from the notion of running.

His fingers were soft and warm as he cupped your cheek. “Since you’ve saved my life, I have plotted and asked several times for you to kiss me again, my angel. I will not ask again.” His lips were grazing your skin. The heat in his breath intoxicated you. You closed your eyes at the overwhelming sensation of being held by him.  “I told myself that the next time we kiss, it would be because you asked me to. Not out of any obligation. But because you want me. As much as I want you.”

Outside you could hear the deafening roar of people counting down from ten. It melded with the electric buzz going through your body being held so close by Loki. “But I truly can't resist you any longer. I have thought of nothing else since you kissed me that day on the field.”

“Loki…”

“Please ask me.” Three.

“What?” Two.

“Ask me to kiss you.” One.

“Kiss me Loki-” you barely said his name when his lips found yours and held on tight.  A slight whimper fell from your lips, and he reacted by holding you tighter against his body.

Your fingers were entwined in his hair, holding him close to you. You pulled away to catch your breath, and his lips followed yours—unsatisfied from the short amount of contact they had received.  

This kiss was different than the last. There wasn’t a threat of losing his life hanging over you. Instead, the urge was from longing and desire. There was fire and vigor in his lips. And you consumed him easily like a starved woman.

“Happy New Year, my dear,” Loki exhaled between kisses.

“Happy New Year,” you giggled holding him tight.

⬅️ Have Mercy (prequel)