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Nobody's Fool	By : TheFairyWithBoots Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Avengers Views: 28 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Loki, Thor, or any of the Avengers. That honor goes to Marvel. I make no money from this and own nothing but an overactive imagination.

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It was the deepest sleep I had experienced in a long time. It wasn't the kind of heavy sleep that accompanied a fall into depression when I wanted to retreat into my dreams to avoid facing my abusive boyfriend for yet another day. Instead, it was the kind of sleep I enjoyed when I felt safe and secure. It felt as though I had a lot of rest to catch up on, and both my body and mind knew it.
I didn't know how long I had been asleep when I heard the shower running. I opened my eyes slightly, still heavy with sleep to see the bathroom door ajar, and light peering out softly. I could see Loki moving around, stripping out of his clothes.
My eyes wandered over his lithe yet muscular frame, and I immediately felt like I was invading his privacy even though he probably thought I was still asleep. I buried my face into the silken pillowcase, the comforting tendrils of sleep beckoning me again.
I lay there in a comfortable state between sleep and wakefulness, listening to the gentle sound of the shower stream.
When Loki finally came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, wearing only a pair of sweatpants and his black hair still damp, I raised slightly.
"Loki?"
He was almost to the sofa when he turned to face me. I realized with a pang that he was planning to sleep on the couch again. I didn't want him on the couch. I longed to have him beside me so that I could hold him.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you..." To my satisfaction, he sat down on the other side of the bed, albeit still far away. "I can see you weren't too worried about me." His voice carried a playful smile to it.
I rolled over to face him, smiling sleepily. "Sorry... I was just so tired after this morning... and your bed is so comfortable..."
He shushed me quietly, running a cool hand through my hair. "Shh, love... you don't have to apologize. You get all the rest that you need."
I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling of his touch. "How did the mission go?"
"Fine, actually. Once Thor and I showed up, he took most of the Hydra agents out. One of them nearly blasted me off the roof of the warehouse, but I came out of it unscathed... mostly."
I raised slightly, concern filling me. "You're hurt?"
"It's fine, love. Barely a scratch on me."
But I was already on his side of the bed, scanning him for any visible injuries. That's when he took the opportunity to pull me into his arms and adjusted my legs to straddle him. I squealed and steadied myself by wrapping my arms around his neck.
"A kiss would make it feel better, though..." he said while smirking slyly up at me.
I felt the heat come up to my cheeks despite his cool temperature. One of his hands came up to caress my cheek, gently running his thumb along the bruise near my right eye. I sighed, my eyes closing against the sensation.
When I felt his lips press ever so gently against that spot, I could feel his magic seeping into my skin. It felt as if the pain in my right eye was slowly being drained out, causing the swelling to go down until it felt like there was no mark there at all.
"I'm never going to let anyone hurt you ever again," he promised me, his voice gentle on my ears like velvet.
I ran my hands up his neck before winding them through his now messy hair. "Where does it hurt?"
"Hm?"
"Where they blasted you," I said, reminding him of his mission from earlier.
Loki smirked softly, though his usual mischievous undertones were gone as he leaned in, seeking my lips with his. I couldn't help but giggle against his lips as I kissed him back, inhaling him; his scent, the minty taste of his tongue... I tried to commit all of these details to memory.
His arms wrapped around me as he continued to kiss me deeper, moaning softly as his tongue probed past my lips. It was much more passionate and hungry than the kiss he had given me in the car earlier.
When we inevitably had to pull away for air, his lips trailed down over my neck, and I could feel him nibbling on my pulse point. I gasped softly, my legs involuntarily tightening around his waist.
"Am I hurting you?" he murmured softly against my ear.
My hands tightened in his hair. "No... please don't stop..."
Loki continued kissing up my neck until he got to my ear, nibbling so gently on the soft lobe, that it felt more like a gentle caress. "I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with... especially not after..."
I kissed him fiercely, shutting him up, doing everything in my power to forget what he was about to remind me of. "I want you... all of you..."
He kissed me back just as passionately, pulling me closer by the hips. I was suddenly hyper-aware that I was sitting on his cock, and could feel him harden underneath me.
I felt his hands ghost over my hips as he lifted my nightgown over my head, exposing my breasts to him. I gasped softly as he drank in the sight of my figure.
I was suddenly reminded that I was about to fuck someone who had been my friend for years, and a million thoughts ran through my head at once. There was no going back after this. Would we even be able to look at each other in the morning?
All rational thought exited my brain when I felt him take one breast into his mouth and massage the other one with his hand. I moaned softly, running my hands through his thick black locks, my hips mindlessly grinding down against his growing erection.
Loki panted as the friction between us grew, grabbing me by the hips and rolling me onto my back as he loomed over me. His hair curtained his face, and it was in that moment, I had never seen him look so beautiful. His mouth went back to kissing my breasts, gently tugging my nipples between his teeth. I let out another filthy moan, my back arching off the bed.
I felt him smirk against my skin as he released my breast with an audible pop! "My, my... back arching already? I haven't even gotten started yet."
That voice of his drove me to the edge of insanity. Like an apex, it preyed upon my consciousness, a delicate yet invasive slither until he embedded his way deep inside my mind... and body. It was irresistible; he could order me to do the most humiliating, most self-degrading of actions and I'd do it without hesitation. All to hear the sound the praise, the validation from that voice.
However, humiliation was clearly not his intention tonight, not in the way he trailed his lips along my chest, making a calculated journey down my body. His teeth methodically tugging at the hemline of my underwear, the only ounce of force being when he skillfully dragged the fabric from my body like the task was no more a strenuous exercise than locking one's door at night. No, it was anything but degrading.
The effortlessness in which it took him to do this made me feel as if this was familiar territory to him. Like he had done this many times before.
"Loki..." I moaned softly as he kissed further up the inside of my thighs. Every kiss felt like he was showering me with worship, despite being a god himself.
"Yes, love... moan my name to the heavens and let everyone know who is about to make you come undone."
It suddenly occurred to me that we were not alone in the tower, and it would be possible to overhear what was going on in this room if someone happened to be passing through the corridor. I made a mental note to keep as quiet as possible.
That mental note was immediately discarded as soon as it was made when I felt him place the lightest amount of pressure on my clit, pleasure ricocheting through me like a pinball. I threw my head back against the pillow, my hair spilling out around me.
His skillful mouth latched onto my core, his talented tongue licking me thoroughly, using his fingers only to stimulate my clit. He devoured me, moaning into my core as if I were the most delicious, delectable fruit he had ever tasted.
The sounds that came from my mouth were filthy and sordid, and they would have shocked me if I were not in the throes of ecstasy. I felt a knot begin to form in the pit of my stomach, letting me know that I was close to climax.
My hands reached out for something to hold onto as I felt unbearable waves of pleasure course through me. I finally settled on gripping onto Loki's hair, grinding my hips into his face as he continued to paint my pulsing clit with his silver tongue, occasionally glaring up at me through heavy lashes.
I felt pleasure that I had not felt in so long, it might as well have been an eternity. Having this god touch me — no, devour me — felt as if I were having something ancient and animalistic awaken inside me. The knot in my stomach slowly unraveled as I was brought to the most powerful orgasm I ever experienced; my back arching sharply off the bed as I released hard, my hips bucking up to fuck his face.
Loki didn't waste a single drop as he drank down all of my releases, glaring up at me as he did, watching my reaction. My body was still spasming from that intense orgasm, my hands convulsing as they fisted in his hair.
My climax had been so intense, I felt like I could fall asleep sated, and limp right then and there as he pulled away briefly.
But I should have known he was far from finished with me. He had pulled away briefly only to discard his sweatpants and was soon looming over me, pulling my hips against his, letting me feel his full length against me.
His breathing was more labored as he leaned over me, his raven locks creating a curtain around both of our faces. I closed my eyes, breathing him in as he aligned his mouth with mine before kissing me sloppily, as if he were drunk on my juices, allowing me to taste myself on his lips.
When the kiss broke, I felt his hands take hold of my head gently as his forehead pressed against mine. "Look at me." His voice was gentle, but there was a hint of command to it. I opened my eyes to stare up into his. "I want to see the look in your eyes when you come undone. I want you to remember the only god who can bring you to the release that you so desperately crave."
A heavy breath came from my lips, and a surge of fear and excitement filled me as I realized his plans to bring me to another violent orgasm so shortly after my first. My hands wound through his hair, holding him as close as possible as his hands made their way down to my hips, making sure to caress every curve and contour on their way. He gripped my hips firmly, spreading my legs apart further so that he could settle comfortably between my thighs.
When he slid into me, the sharp sting of his girth stretching me caused me to gasp. His demand that I look into his eyes seemed to be forgotten as he buried his face into the hollow of my neck, groaning loudly.
"Darling... you are so tight..." the sound of his voice reverberating through my very being as he gave me time to adjust to his size. My legs wound tightly around him as I clung to him, my hands never leaving his hair as I lifted my hips slightly to meet his slow, deliberate thrusts.
Moans came from my mouth as he continued his rhythmic thrusts, increasing the speed once he realized I was comfortable enough. Despite my best efforts to control the volume of my voice, he brought me to such a state of ecstasy, that I was a moaning, whimpering mess within just a few moments.
"Yes, love... don't hold back... your moans are an aria to my ears... let me hear you..."
My hips bucked up into his to meet his thrusts as his cock hit my G-spot deep inside my cunt, causing me to clench around him. "Fuck—! Loki, please don't stop...!"
He raised his head to look into my eyes, taking one of my hands in his, intertwining our fingers together as if they were the tethers that joined our souls.
"I wouldn't dream of it, love..." His lips crushed mine, and I kissed him back hungrily, my teeth tugging on his bottom lip. A growl reverberated through his chest and his hips snapped forward sharply, and I threw my head back, practically screaming.
"Oh, gods! Yes!" I moaned so loudly, that I was certain I was going to wake the entire Tower, and neither of us would hear the end of it once this was over.
Loki grunted and brought his other hand up to steady himself against the headboard, fucking me harder into the mattress. The bed springs creaked underneath us the faster his pace became, the sound of our skin slapping together echoed throughout his bedroom as I approached the verge of yet another orgasm, that familiar tightening in the pit of my stomach.
"Look at me, love... I want to look into your soul when you come..." he whispered breathlessly as I tried to squeeze my eyes shut against the oncoming sensations.
My walls clenched around him with each thrust of his cock, and I tried to keep my eyes open as I felt his cool breath against my face. His raven locks fell in his face again, creating a curtain to cut us off from the rest of the world.
"I'm gonna come..." I whimpered.
"I know, love... I am too... just look into my eyes while we do..." he coaxed gently. "You're doing so well, darling..."
His gentle praises wrapped around me like an embrace, and I couldn't hold back anymore; the sensations were so intense, my back arched sharply off the bed and I came for a second time, my cunt clamping down on his cock in waves.
I could feel Loki's cock twitch inside me before he groaned loudly, releasing inside me. His release was like a cool jet shooting deep within me. I lay there, limp, sated, and exhausted as I felt him seep into the deepest depths of my being.
A dopey smile spread across my face, feeling drunk with ecstasy as we finished riding out our climaxes. He collapsed on top of me, his breath coming in short pants as he stilled inside me. My hands lazily went back up to his hair, this time just languidly stroking his hair like I might a cat.
We were silent for several long moments, just taking the time to catch our breaths. I could feel his heart beating against mine, our pulses synchronizing as if our souls were now one.
When he finally rolled off of me, he gently pulled the blanket over both of us, blanketing us both with warmth. I was so exhausted from the force of the two orgasms I had had that night, I laid my head on his chest, closing my eyes.
"I love you," I said in a small, tired voice as I felt his arms wrap around my body.
Loki let out a small breath, though I couldn't tell if it was of small laughter or indignation. "Don't say things you'll end up regretting in the morning..."
My brow furrowed. Did I sense a hint of sadness in his voice? I raised my head to look at him. "But I mean it... I love you, Loki..."
His eyes met with mine, and they were hard to read.
"You mean that?" he whispered, running his thumb along my cheek as if trying to memorize all of my features. "Will you stay with me, love? Stay the night so that I may wake up to the sight of a princess lying beside me?"
A small laugh escaped my lips as I sat up to lean my forehead against his. "Is that even a question? Of course, I will..." Did he think I would leave in the morning? That I would be embarrassed by what we had just done?
He kissed my lips softly; a soft yet structured kiss that was a sharp contrast to the sloppy kisses he devoured me with when he was inside me. "I love you too, darling..." he whispered, causing my heart to swell with a warmth that I had not felt in so long. The cool touch of his hand traced over my right eye where my bruise had once been before he healed it. He traced over it as if the memory of it haunted him. "I swear that I will let nothing happen to you. I will hold and protect you in the way that you always should have been..."
I rested my head on his chest, breathing in the scent of us mixed together - the smell of sweat and sex that we would most definitely need to wash off in the morning, but tonight I was perfectly happy sleeping amid our filth.
I felt his hand in my hair as he stroked me as gently as he might while petting a cat. When he spoke, his voice vibrated through his chest and against my ear. "Rest, love... it is well into the morning... and I'm certain that your screaming must have woken up half the tower."
I groaned, burying my head into his chest in embarrassment. "There's no way they're going to let us live this down..."
I felt him chuckle softly. "Most likely not... but I want everyone to know that you belong to me... and me to you..."
I rolled my eyes. "It's not going to be as fun when it's your brother mocking us."
"I can turn him into a frog for you if you'd like," he said while tracing patterns down my bare back.
Despite my exhaustion, I couldn't help but laugh at that. At this moment, lying in his arms, I had never felt so content and at peace in my entire life.
The sound of his breathing slowed, and I relaxed in his cool arms, my body limp against his. The pain that I had felt these past couple of days seemed to all be fade away into the past with his arms around me as I fell into a content, sated sleep.
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