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Pairing: Bi!Loki x Bi!Bucky Barnes x Female, Inexperienced Reader
Kinks: MMF Threesome. NSFW 18+. Minors DNI.
Word Count: 3.1K
A/N: Thank you to my beta princess @whisperlullaby
The following day in training, you’re glad that the soreness wasn’t obvious from last night's activities. It only showed when you went to kick another trainee during sparring and you winced as they blocked you. You were sure no one caught it, but towards the end of the session Bucky called you over to one side while Loki supervised the rest of the recruits.
“Is there a problem, Sergeant?” you ask nervously.
“That’s what I’m trying to find out. Kick!” he holds his hands up and you react as trained and deliver with only a small wince. Bucky’s eyes narrow and he holds his hands up again, “Kick!”
You do as told with a small grunt of pain. Bucky’s stare is making you uneasy and you ask, “Is everything okay?”
“Why don’t we go into the athletic trainer’s room and let me take a look?” Bucky points to the open door.
“Uh, sure, but I thought the trainer was out today.”
“I know what I’m doing, recruit.”
“Yes, sir,” you answer meekly and go through the door.
“Lay face down on the table,” Bucky instructs.
Butterflies erupt in your stomach as you comply with his instruction. You lick your lips as you tense with anticipation. When the warmth of his right hand presses gently into the small of your back you let out a small gasp.
“Did that hurt?”
“No, sorry,” your mind is running wild wondering if Bucky was looking at you as a recruit or as a woman. A woman whose virginity he had taken the night before. A woman he had said he wanted more of. Or was that something all men said?
“No need to apologize,” Bucky smirks above you as he slides both his hands to knead at your hips. “Any pain here?”
“N-no,” you whisper. God, if this is purely professional you might die. Your body is on fire and he’s barely touched you.
“Speak up.”
“No,” you say louder.
“Here?” his hands land on your calves and massage gently.
“No,” you wonder why he skipped your thighs. Maybe this wasn’t a way to get you alone.
“Here?” Bucky’s hands caress the backs of your thighs and you will yourself not to squirm under his touch.
“No,” your voice trembles slightly at the intimate touch. He lingers a little longer than necessary or was that your imagination?
“Get on your hands and knees.”
You comply without a word. Your breath is ragged and you try desperately to get your heart to calm down. Bucky grabs your thighs and moves you so your knees are almost at the end of the table.
“Good, straighten your left leg. Good, now your right. Any pain?”
“No, sir.”
Bucky moves to stand between your legs and places his hands on your hips again, “No pain in this area?”
“No.”
“How about here?” His thumbs trace the line between your leg and ass and then a little lower.
You take a shuddering breath, “No, sir.”
“So, all the soreness must be stemming from here,” Bucky licks his lips as he traces two fingers along your covered slit. “Have you been doing any strenuous exercise lately?”
“Bucky!” you groan.
“Shouldn’t that be Sergeant, recruit?” Bucky teases.
“If it was I don’t think you’d be touching me like that,” you manage the small bit of sass.
Bucky chuckles at your response, “That’s true, doll. Fuck, I’ve been hiding my hard-on remembering last night while watching you all morning.”
“You- you have?” you ask, you were soaked already yourself. Every time you had caught Bucky or Loki’s eye that morning, the pleasure of the night before had flooded back.
“Yes. Gotta get my mouth on you, doll,” Bucky says as he pulls your leggings down bringing a surprised gasp from you. His tongue is on you a second later. He licks a stripe from your clit to your cunt and then presses his tongue as deep as he can. He fucks you with his tongue, grabbing your hips to move you against him.
“Bucky!” you gasp as pleasure ripples through you. “Is here- oh, fuck- a good idea?”
“Don’t give a fuck,” Bucky growls before going right back to what he was doing.
The door suddenly opens, surprising both of you as Loki enters. You quickly jump down from the table and pull your leggings up.
“I locked that,” Bucky says to you, as if defending himself.
“As if that could keep me out,” Loki laughs. “I knew what you were up to as soon as you called our little pet away. I just wish I was the one to do it. The other recruits are gone. Shall we take this somewhere a little less conspicuous?”
Bucky looks at you waiting for your answer. You look between him and Loki, “Uh, yeah. W-would you like to come to my room again? I, uh, I need a shower anyway.”
“Hmm, I think my room would be a better idea, pet. I have a nice big bed and a much larger shower than in the recruits’ quarters. Come,” Loki holds out a hand to you.
You take Loki’s hand and turn back, “Bucky?”
Bucky smirks, “Don’t worry, doll. I’m not gonna let him have all the fun.”
The three of you make your way discreetly to Loki’s room. You survey it quickly. The room is much nicer than yours and has an opulence befitting the god. Loki follows your eyes to his very large bed and smirks, “You can test it out after our shower, pet.”
“It’ll definitely give us more room to move than mine did,” you laugh.
“I thought we made it work pretty well, doll,” Bucky pulls your back against him. “You don’t regret it, do you?”
“Having my first time with two of the hottest men to ever walk the planet? Absolutely not,” you wink.
“I’m a god,” Loki props your chin up with his long fingers and rubs his thumb over your bottom lip.
Looking at him with doe eyes, you suck the tip of his thumb before replying, “That you are, my prince.”
Loki’s eyes smolder as he backs you into the bathroom, ripping your clothes off in the process. Bucky turns the shower on and undresses himself while watching you with a smirk. Loki has you naked and in a liplock while quickly discarding his own clothes. His cock is already at attention and Bucky can tell he’s planning on having first dibs tonight. As soon as the water is warm enough for you, Loki guides you into it and strokes your skin while watching the water cascade over your body. His hand wanders between your legs to find you thoroughly wet between Bucky’s earlier ministrations and the anticipation of what you knew these two would do to you.
A wicked smile spreads across Loki’s face as he backs you to the shower wall and picks you up as if you weigh nothing. Despite his manhandling, he enters you slowly, cognizant that you may be sore. You let out a long moan as he presses in, enjoying each gentle motion he makes.
“That’s it, pet. Let me hear you,” Loki encourages as his hips work faster.
“Oh, fuck. It’s so good,” you whimper.
Bucky had sat back watching but seeing your face contorting in pleasure and Loki’s hips pulling such sweet sounds, he had maxed out his patience. Lubing his stiff cock, he steps into the shower and presses against Loki’s back. Bucky puts his lips against Loki’s ear, “You're hogging our little doll here, mischief. Guess I’ll just have to fuck you.” He nips Loki’s shoulder as he positions himself.
“By all means, Sergeant. I don’t think our pet wil mind- Fuck!” Loki grunts as Bucky enters him.
“You don’t mind, do you, doll?” Bucky grins as he steadily fucks Loki, pushing him into you with each thrust.
“No, oh, fuck,” you whine. Your orgasm building with each motion. You were even more turned on realizing that the two men were lovers as well. There was no doubting the fact when it was obvious that Bucky knew Loki’s body well. He had reached around to flick at Loki’s nipples, pulling a moan from the god’s lips before moving to yours. He played with you both. His hands wander as his hips work. He kisses you over Loki’s shoulder, nips at Loki’s neck and encourages you to play with the god.
“Clench around him. Let him feel you. He likes being the center of attention. Don’t ya, mischief?” Bucky teases.
“As much as you enjoy hiding in the shadows,” Loki sasses as he licks a stripe up your neck making you clench again. “Keep doing that, pet, and I won’t last long.”
“Are you talking to me or her?” Bucky smirks as he thrusts even deeper.
“Ah! She’s pet, elskling,” Loki says with a smile for you.
“Elskling?” Bucky chuckles.
“A norse word,” Loki smirks over his shoulder.
“Meaning?” You can’t help asking, drawing both their attention.
“Darling,” Loki growls.
“I’m sorry,” your eyes wide with fear that butting into their banter had caused annoyance.
“No, pet,” Loki laughs lightly at your confusion, “Elskling means darling. And there is no need to apologize. I want to hear that beautiful voice.”
“I’m touched, mischief,” Bucky kisses Loki’s neck. “He can be sweet, can’t he, doll?”
“Enough talk. Fuck us like you mean it,” Loki demands.
“Please,” you whimper. Your cunt is weeping and clenching around Loki, begging for more.
Bucky pulls almost completely out and plunges back into Loki, causing him to buck into you even harder. Crying out, you hold on tighter while arching your back. Bucky grabs your head to pull you into a kiss as he thrusts. Loki presses against you tighter and sucks on the sensitive spot on your neck.
Bucky caresses and encourages you both to let go. “Come on, doll. Come all around Loki’s cock. He’s not gonna let go until you do and I’m not gonna until you both have. Don’t hold us up. We’ve been sporting hard-ons for you since we started with the recruits this morning. Hell, I don’t think mine’s gone down since you wrapped your sweet lips around it the first time.”
“I…I…fuck, I am,” you can barely get the words out as your body spasms.
“Good girl, good fucking girl,” Bucky groans as he makes quick, short strokes, knowing Loki must be close. “Your turn, mischief.”
“Please, my prince,” you whimper.
“Fuck, it’s good. This sweet cunt is squeezing me,” Loki moans as he loses himself inside you.
Bucky grunts, biting down on Loki’s shoulder and staring into your eyes as he comes hard. You comb your fingers through his hair while watching him. You are still incredibly turned on and when Loki pulls out of you, you whimper at the loss.
“Did we hurt you, pet?” Loki checks in.
“No, not at all,” you reassure him.
“Good,” Bucky says as he extricates himself from Loki. He pulls you into the spray of the shower and chuckles as he sees the marks on your back. “You can see the pattern of the tiles in your skin,” he says, ghosting his lips over your shoulder.
“Worth it,” you smile at him.
“Let’s get cleaned up,” Loki says as he takes up the soap.
You take turns covering each other in suds, washing hair, and touching as much as possible. It was thrilling, intimate, and all new for you. You kept reminding yourself that this was just a situationship. An opportunity to learn your body and the pleasure you could give and receive. With the way they treated you, you could find yourself having feelings you shouldn’t. You would let yourself care for them but you had to be careful.
While these reminders had run through your head, your two lovers had rinsed the last of the suds from your bodies. Loki guides you out of the shower and a green glimmer shines over you both. You find yourself completely dry and smile at the display of magic.
“That’s-” you begin but are cut off.
“Really, mischief?” Bucky stands just behind you still thoroughly wet.
“I thought you hated magic, Sergeant,” Loki smirks.
Seeing an opportunity, you grab a towel and turn to Bucky, “Well, if Loki won’t help, I certainly can.” You begin drying his chest while looking at him with wide eyes.
Bucky’s eyes slip past you for a quick, gloating look at Loki before returning to you, “Such a sweet, little doll. I definitely need a thorough toweling off-”
Bucky shimmers green and stands before you completely dry. Your lips twist and you bite down on your lip to keep from laughing out loud as a small feeling of triumph at having played the god overtook you. Bucky narrows his eyes as he looks over at Loki.
“Well, that chore is done,” Loki says as he steps towards you, hand outstretched to pull you to him. Bucky was having none of it and swooped in to throw you over his shoulder.
“Oh! Bucky! What?” You cry as he strides to the door.
“He’s had enough of your attention, doll. I’m feeling a little neglected,” Bucky teases as he takes a playful bite out of your hip.
“Oh! Yes, sir. I apolog-IZE!” You squeal the last syllable as you're thrown on the bed. Looking up at him with wide eyes, you scoot yourself back and ask breathlessly, “How can I make it up to you?”
“You’re going to sit on my face while you suck my cock,” Bucky crawls towards you.
“Uh…oh, y-yes, sir,” you stammer as any bravado you had previously gained deserted you. Your lack of experience rushed back into your mind making you incredibly nervous at the foreign request. “I’m not sure what, how, um…”
“It’s okay, doll. Come here,” Bucky lays down and positions you to straddle his face but loses his own composure and dives in without thought. His tongue finds that sensitive nub immediately making you cry out and buck against his face. He clamps his arms around your thighs to hold you in place, losing himself completely in your taste.
Loki sniggers as he steps closer, “See how desirable you are, pet? He’s already lost in you.” He wraps a hand around the back of your neck and watches as your face contorts in pleasure. “I’ll help you. Lean down,” Loki guides you forward. He strokes Bucky’s cock and holds it in position, “Now wrap those sweet lips around him. Can you do it, pet? Are you going to be able to suck him off while he’s pleasuring you? Or is it too much for you?”
“I can take it,” you whisper before taking Bucky in your mouth. You swirl your tongue around his head and try to ignore the pleasure that rolls through you. Deciding to concentrate on Bucky’s pleasure, you begin sucking him in earnest.
“Such a brave girl. So, you think you can take it? You think you can make him come for you? Can you ignore all those dirty things he’s doing to you and make him come before you do? Tell me, pet.” Loki pulls you away for just a moment.
“I can do it,” you say before redoubling your efforts.
Loki snickers before whispering, “But can you do it with two of us pleasuring you?”
You can’t think of what he means. You have to concentrate on sucking Bucky’s cock. God, he was so thick and your tongue was loving the feel of his silky length, but he was eating you for all you were worth. Pleasure rolled through you and no amount of squirming was bringing any freedom or relief from the onslaught. You lost your concentration momentarily when you felt a second set of hands grasp your ass but got it back quickly when you realized it was Loki trying to distract you from your dictate. It was when his absolutely wicked tongue buried itself in your ass that you lost it entirely. You choke on Bucky’s cock and let out a sinful moan around it. Fuck, the god was trying to break you and he had found a tantilizing, new sensation to do it with. You had never imagined such a depraved act that could bring so much pleasure and certainly never experienced it.
Your pussy begins to flutter, a sure sign that an orgasm was impending and you couldn’t let it happen. You tighten your muscles, willing yourself to concentrate on Bucky’s cock and ignore the mind-blowing act that the two were performing on you. Balancing yourself carefully, you reach a hand to cup Bucky’s balls, rolling them gently in your hand. You concentrate your efforts on bringing him as much pleasure as possible. You employ your lips, tongue, and even graze your teeth lightly to excite him. You know you’re getting somewhere when he lets out a groan against your clit. Gently, you maneuver a finger to massage his prostate and are rewarded by Bucky’s hips jerking. You repeat the motion in time with each slide down his cock and it doesn’t take many more strokes of your tongue before he growls against you. You feel the spurts down your throat and have to fight your gag reflex from the angle but manage to successfully swallow.
Your concentration on Bucky’s cock is interrupted when a smack lands on your ass.
“Good girl. Your turn,” Loki growls before resuming his duties. He and Bucky both work their tongues over you. You grip Bucky, grounding yourself as they take you higher. The pleasure that you had managed to push to the back of your mind came back to the forefront in full force. Your cunt ached with need and began fluttering almost immediately. When you came, you screamed. There was no way you could stop yourself. Your whole body spasmed and you writhed as wave after wave hit you. As soon as it began to recede, another wave would hit. It just kept going and as it crested once again, you gave a hoarse cry and blacked out.
You came to a few seconds later but the two men were hovering over you with worried looks. Loki’s cool hand was caressing your forehead.
“Holy fuck,” you whispered, looking up at the two with a smile. “That, wow.” You blink a few times, take a deep breath, and manage to concentrate on them. You reach for Loki. “I believe it’s your turn, my prince.”
They both chuckle at your enthusiasm.
“I think it’s time for a break, doll. You need some water and food,” Bucky says, kissing you on the cheek.
“You more than proved yourself, pet. We know you can take it but it’s also our job to take good care of you. I’ll order some food,” Loki helps you sit up and hands you a bottle of water.
“Pizza?” You ask hopefully.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Bucky agrees.
“Midgardians,” Loki says with a roll of his eyes.
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for the record (because I’ve seen a lot of people saying this) just because loki is bisexual doesn’t mean that he has to be romantically involved with a man. he can still be with a woman. that’s kind of the whole point of being bisexual.
even if you don’t like loki/sylvie, please don’t start spewing biphobic rhetoric and complain about how it’s a “straight relationship”. it’s not. don’t erase his sexuality.
Y'all I'm dying at thsse pride pins my sister got me from Disney. Why does Loki's say "Love" but the others are "Strong" and "Bold"?!?! Loki's really should have said Proud or Worthy or some other adjective 😂 But I still love them!!! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
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Coming Out (Avenger! Loki X Plus Sized Female Reader)
Relationship: Avenger!Loki x Plus Sized Female Reader
Summary: Reader has something she needs to share with Loki. (w/c 2.7k)
Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. smut. Language. MLW and WLW smut. some negative self talk,
AN: definitely not beta read. I haven't written smut in a LONG time so.... yeah, that. Kjaere is a nordic way of saying sweetheart (I saw another writer use it once who knows how long ago and i've been using it irl so it felt right to use)
Also struggled for the right image. Art by https://www.instagram.com/andlatitudeart/
Today would be the day you told him. You had wanted to tell him from the beginning, but you were shocked in to almost forgetting about it entirely.
It had been a whirlwind time- Loki moving into the tower full time, shortly followed by the massive feelings you developed for them. You found yourself next to each other often, which led to conversations, and before you knew it Loki was sharing a blanket with you during a movie in the common room. This had made you nervous, but Loki smiled, and tucked his hair behind his ear casually. That moment you knew you were done for, but kept it to yourself, knowing in your deep self that one Loki Laufeyson would never return the feelings. Men like Loki, ones who were as smart as they were good looking, (and dear lord was Loki good looking), did not get involved with people like you. They would make friendships, maybe flirt some to get you do to some favors for them, but never date or fall in love. No the “fat funny friend” didn’t get prince charming.
So it was such a shock that day, on the way back to the tower from a successful outing to the bookstore, that Loki took your hand in his. You were stunned into silence, as the affectionate touch lit your whole soul on fire. You walked in silence for a few blocks, until it had started raining. You had planned ahead, and had brought an umbrella, but had to drop Loki’s hand to open it. Once you did, and turned to Loki to encourage him to stay dry, he just flashed you his million watt smile before placing a searing kiss on your lips.
As soon as he pulled away, you started giggling. “Come now Loki, what on earth was that?”
“Beg your pardon? A Kiss? Surely You know what a kiss is, Darling.”
“And what is this…. Kiss? I can take a joke better than most, but I do not tolerate cruel tricks Laufeyson.”
This was when Loki’s brows furrowed. “Are you mocking me darling?”
“You mocked me first. Do you expect me to think that the trickster, YOU,” and you gestured to all of him, “would kiss… ME” and gestured to yourself.
“If you won’t take my word,” Loki had started and then took your face in his strong and lithe hands and kissed you again, begging your mouth with his, and when you granted access, slipped his tongue furiously around yours. When he finally let you come up for air, you exhaled a frosty breath.
“Is that clearer?” the god asked.
You had lost your words, and your defiant attitude. And managed to nod in agreement. In some unspoken understanding, you both rushed back to the tower, where Loki descended into you again in the elevator, and unbroken led you to his private quarters.
You blushed at the memory.
Hands flashing to pull, tug and tear the clothing from his muscular frame, and your soft curvaceous form. Kisses turning into nibbling, sucking, moans filling the air. In the heat of the moment you even forgot any self consciousness or mortification over your body, as Loki ministered his blistering hot mouth and cool venturesome touch furiously drawing out your first orgasm. Barely letting that one settle, he was dragging his cock over your soaked folds, as you grabbed for him. “Loki” you moaned, breathless, “Wait.” He paused and kissed you deeply. “Yes?” He asked as he peppered more kisses down your neck. He nibbled your pulse point on your neck, while gently rolling your nipple between his fingers, eliciting a new moan. “Don’t you want me to,” you struggled to say “return the favor?”
“hrm?” as each touch from him was making you quiver under his body. “I need you.” And Loki leaned back on his knees and firmly hoisted your hips towards him as if you weighed practically nothing. Rubbing his tip along your entrance, he muttered again. “I need, YOU.” Making sure his wild, lust filled eyes met yours as he slowly, yet surely bore into you. You released a deep and throaty moan, taking his considerable size in pleasure. Loki barely managed “Oh my good girl.” And you fluttered around him. He started slow, but did not take long to set a frantic pace as he chased his high. You were a mess underneath him, fists grabbing at the bed, moaning his name. You knew he was close when he brought his thumb to your clit, “Good girl taking me so well. Cum for me my good girl.” he praised and commanded. And the dam broke, a form of scream escaping your throat as you came and squirted all over Loki, as they too let his voice rasp out a sound as all of him tensed in orgasm. You both had laid there for a while, catching your breath, sweat glistening on your bodies in bliss. Loki pulled you to him and held you to his chest, nuzzling your hair.
It wasn’t long before you started to come back into your thoughts, and couldn’t believe what had just happened. You quickly pulled the sheet to cover yourself, keenly aware of just how much flesh was on display. Loki bemoaned “Oh there goes the best view on Midgard.”
“Look Loki.” you started, thoroughly embarrassed now. “You don’t have to lie to me.”
“Beg your pardon?” Loki began. “I try to demonstrate the passion that I feel for you, and you still believe it untrue? Oh no, my kjaere. I only have the sincerest of feelings for you. I would very much like to court you.”
“Did Thor put you up to this? Tony? Court me?”
“If you don’t want a relationship with me, please just say so. Don’t need to rub salt into the wound.”
“Wait… you’re serious? You want an actual relationship? With me?” You paused long. “Not just a joke? Not just a secret lay on the side?” You must have made a face as you said “Why?”
“Kjaere, yes. Yes- YOU, Why not you!?”
You buried your face into the bed. “Please don’t make me say it Loki.” came out muffled.
He lightly drew his lips along your still bare shoulder “As you wish. Kjaere..”
Thus started the whirlwind of the last few months of your relationship with Loki. It was so sweet, magical, so intense. You had never before felt so blissfully happy in a relationship, even if the copious PDA made you feel exposed at times. It was a special thrill to be seen in this new role, girlfriend, and others faced with the knowledge as well. Loki was not ashamed of you for even a moment.
He spent every moment he could, touching you, honoring you, making love to you, thrown back in rapturous ecstasy with you. And you were still surprised every time.
And one day, it occurred to you, that you weren’t being completely honest with yourself or Loki.
That night, after dinner, you encouraged Loki to have a drink with you out on the patio. With a deep sigh after a sip of your wine you spoke. “Loki”, “Kjaere” and he beckoned you to lean back into him on the chaise. You did, and he immediately casually wrapped you in his arm. “I need to tell you something,” You closed your eyes, heart pounding, fear boiling in your veins, terror in your voice.
“Loki, I’m queer. I don’t just like men.” There you said it. You took a giant gulp this time. Stammering, “I’m bi.” “Or pan.” “Something. Queer.”
Loki craned his neck to look your face. “Help me understand.” he politely asked. “is this regarding your, sexuality?”
Your hand was still a bit shaky as you drank the rest of your wine, Loki’s remaining virtually untouched. “It means, I like men and woman- sexually, romantically. That… that… it really doesn’t matter what the person’s gender identity is, that I can be attracted to them”
“Is that what midgardians call that?”
“Well, the understanding ones do. Others- like my family though- have different names for it.”
“Like what?”
“Abomination, sinner, to start.”
Loki’s demeanor changed. “They really said that?”
You nodded, finding the words lost, stuck in the lump in your throat, as your eyes welled with tears as memories flashed. He kissed your temple.
After a long moment, Loki spoke. “Well I suppose while on the subject, I should tell you, that this is me as well. In my time I have been known to, well frankly, bed a number of would be suitors. Maidens and Lords alike. It always tended to be a moot point in Asgard.”
“Did your father throw you out of the house for having kissed a girl?”
“Oh my sweet thing.” He held you tighter as the tears fell. “Odin is his own brand of horrid. It does nothing to ease the betrayal of your own kin. But I am still an abomination.”
“Because of Thanos and new York?”
“Because of what I am. I am not pure of Asgardian blood.”
Now it was your turn to look your lover in their eyes. “But you’re Thor’s brother.”
“Yes. Brothers of circumstance, shared history and battle. But not of blood. I am…. Of Jotunheim. A frost giant.” He shifted your seats, closed his eyes, and you gasped quietly as his pale skin faded into an icy blue, patterned ridges forming. Blood red eyes opened to gauge your reaction.
“You’re so beautiful… “tracing the line on his cheek.
“I am a monster.” And Loki turned his gaze away from you.
You gently lifted his chin back to look at him.
“Does it bother you at all that I’m queer? That I still have dreams about being with women while I’m with you? Do you worry I am going to cheat on you?”
Loki’s demeanor brightened. “Not at all darling. I know and trust you.”
“Then trust me, you’re no more a monster than I am. And if you refuse to agree- well then you are MY monster.” You kissed him softly. You could feel him smile. “I was terrified to tell you this Lo. Terrified you’d immediately break it off with me.” you leaned into him for comfort.
“Why would I do that?? I may be a monster but that’s pretty low.”
“It’s been enough for others before.” You said low and quiet. “I’ve been too happy to risk it.”
“Kjaere, don’t mistake me for one of these ridiculous Midgardians. I’ve suspected something to this affect for sometime. Before we started courting in fact. I didn’t realize it was such a worry for you, and for that I am sorry.”
“Wait… you knew?”
“SUSPECTED.”
You giggled out the remaining nervousness.
“Why do you think you’re a monster Lo?”
“The stories parents tell their children before sleep, the villains are often frost giants. Asgardian history itself is littered with frost giant horrors. Even my own past, I could not escape what I am.”
“But I love who you are”
You tensed as you realized what you had said, never having said it to another before. You could feel Loki still. You held your breath, debating just running away. Loki held you in place.
“Even in this barbaric form?” he looked at you with his piercing ruby eyes.
“Especially so.” and you kissed him hard, ignoring the chill from his skin.
“Norns. I don’t deserve it.”
“Fuck anyone who thinks that. Look at you, look at me. I’m the one who doesn’t make sense. You’re the most handsome person I’ve ever seen and I’m, just…” and you grabbed your curves for emphasis. “This.” spat out with more venom than ever before.
Loki chuckled. “We make quite the pair, don’t we.”
“gee thanks.” and you stood to leave. Loki grabbed your wrist.
“Love, you misunderstand me. We are too alike at times. I love you for who you are! These curves,” and he reverentially ran his hands over your form, “are just a bonus.”
You chuckled and curled into Loki’s arms. In comfortable silence you both looked out into the city, night descending and the lights taking over the view in peace. Soon though you started to feel the chill and after one shiver from you Loki faded his Jotunn form back to the familiar pale Asgardian body. All the anxiety melted away, feeling more secure in this moment than ever before.
“I have an idea, if you’re open to it.” he whispered. You could feel him move and shift again. You moved to see Loki- not as an Asgardian or even Jotunn - but this time as a tall woman, a dress even accentuating new godly cleavage. Your jaw fell slack.
She started to lead you inside. “It’s been ages since I last made love as a woman.”
That was all it took before you felt yourself melting into your desire for your beloved Loki.
Once back in their room, you could not pull yourself from her body. You kissed her soft lips, and ran your hands over the new softness of her hips, before daring to caress her breast over her dress. She let out a gasp as you played with the now hardening nipple through the fabric. She let you pull the dress over head, letting her even longer hair cascade over the bare skin. You felt on fire, your deep desires taking over.
“Is this your first time with a woman?” Loki asked, breathlessly.
You nodded your head “No”. “it may be surprising, but I’ve had threesomes before” you confessed.
Loki’s eyebrows raised. Before they could ask more questions you descended your mouth over the sweet bud of their hardened nipple, sucking just hard enough to pull a humming sound from her instead. Her hands were running under your top, reaching for your skin as well. Leaning back you whipped off your top and unhooked your bra before throwing it to the side of the bed. She smiled, seeing how erect your nipples were as well. She took one in her hand and pinched just hard enough for you to gasp, causing your own arousal. In a flurry of limbs, tongues and kisses, you were both became bare for each other, you leaning over Loki your own hair hanging down tickling their skin with a smirk from you. You couldn’t wait, you slid down their torso kissing as you slowly pushed her legs apart. Kissing and nipping at her soft thighs, as you teased her folds with a light touch, spreading her slickness before venturing close to the bud of her clit. When you lightly brushed your finger tip around it in a slow, deliberate circle, Loki bucked and shuddered. You looked your partner in the eye as you brought the same finger to your mouth and sucked all of her off.
“So sweet, I need more.” And you descended your mouth, throwing her leg over your shoulder. You lapped and worked your tongue on her clit, drinking of her pussy as if you found the oasis in the desert. As your ministrations brought her closer to her climax, Loki’s hips started to buck and grind on your face until you pushed your arm to pin them down to the mattress. You took your other hand and inserted your index finger inside while still sucking on her clit. She moaned as you slipped your middle finger in as well and started pumping, curving your fingers to find just that spot. You knew when you found it as Loki moaned louder than before. “Kjaere, don’t stop.” And you didn’t you kept going, faster than before and felt them tighten around your fingers. Straining against your arm Loki arched their back and tensed as they came, squirting on your hand and face.
You leaned back on your knees to catch the expression of surprise and bliss on your partner’s face, chest heaving as they worked to catch their breath. “That was new” they managed to say with a grin.
A few hours later, spent and exhausted, basking in the afterglow of so many orgasms (you had lost count after 7), you hummed a contented sigh into the neck of your lover.
“Something on your mind?” she asked.
“nope. Ya fucked it out” you mumbled with a smile. “I love you Loki.”
“Oh my heart. I love you too, get some rest. I can show you how much more in the morning- and you can tell me that threesome story.”
