What a fucking day, you think as you toss your keys onto the kitchen table. Being a secretary for a snobby CEO isn't all it's cracked up to be.
The berating calls from pissed off people, the dirty looks you get from honestly everyone, eating lunch at your desk because all your co-workers hate you, and worst of all, being constantly hit on by your boss.
He's a fifty- year- old living legend in the business world, but a disgusting pervert towards you in the office. Even his stay- at- home, ninety-percent plastic, trophy wife thinks you're sleeping with him.
The only enjoyable thing in your life is your long- time bestfriend, Loki, whom you met when you were visiting your family in the realm, Asgard.
Loki's... well, he's something else. Slightly power-hungry, good-looking, talented, sexy, charming. But you don't have a crush on him.
Not at all. In fact, you would rather eat durian than go out with Loki.
Okay, that may be a little lie.
Fine, you think Loki's fucking hot and could ride you raw anytime he wanted to, but he's made it clear he wants to keep it strictly platonic.
You plop face down on the couch, disrupting your already haphazardly thrown pillows and give a loud groan.
Can't I just go to bed?
Your phone dings. You get up from the couch and retrieve it from your purse.
When you turn it on, your stomach does a flip.
Loki: Still on for tonight?
You: Hell yeah!
Loki: Movie at your place around seven?
You: Sure thing!
Loki: Good, see you then!
Forty minutes later, Loki's knocking at your apartment door.
"What's up", you ask, hugging Loki.
"Just trying to figure out Earth traffic, it's much different than on Asgard.", replies Loki, "How about you?"
You roll your eyes as Loki saunters into your small living room. "Same old, same old. Douchebags everywhere I look."
Loki turns and mock pouts. "Does the little baby want to come back the Asgard? Is it full of meanies here?"
"Loki, shut the fuck up, you-", you stall, trying to think of an insult, "you-"
Can't say incredibly handsome, please bend me over and show me who's boss, that's a bit much.
"Ah-ha! I've rendered you speechless", Loki says triumphantly.
"Whatever", you mutter, but you can't help smiling as well.
After that, Loki goes into your kitchen and starts making popcorn while you get the movie ready.
It's less of a movie and more of a tv show marathon of "I Love Lucy".
You end up falling asleep within two hours, but wake up when you hear Loki switching the television off.
"Crap, did I sleep through all of it", you ask, rubbing your eyes.
"Yeah", Loki smiles a little. There's something in that smile, but you can't quite place what it is.
It's like the smile someone gives you when they want to tell you something, but feel like they can't.
You brush it off, too tired to think about it.
"It's about time for me to go", Loki says.
"Okay", you answer, a little quietly.
"I'll come back, I promise."
"But it'll be in a long time", you reply.
Loki stands by the door and opens up his arms. You get up from the couch and wrap your arms around him.
"I'll miss you", Loki mutters.
"I'll miss you, too", you reply. You both stand there for a minute.
God, he smells divine. Like vanilla and coconuts.
Bet he tastes even better- no wait. He's leaving for who knows how long and all you can think about is fucking him.
Loki gives you one last squeeze and, apparently without thinking, kisses you on the cheek.
You feel your face grow hot and something else grow hotter.
"I'll be back", Loki whispers and walks out the door.
The door shuts and you just stand there for a moment thinking about tonight.
Yeah, the kiss was totally platonic. Yep, one hundred and ten percent platonic.
You meander into your bedroom and climb into bed, too exhausted to do anything else.
Your head is filled with thoughts of Loki.
The way his arms held you tight as he said goodbye.
His smell still lingers is your nose.
The way his eyes crinkle when he smiles.
Christ, he's hot.
Your hand slips down under the waistband of your sweatpants.
The veins in his hands.
His hands and how they would look around your throat while he's fucking you silly.
You're wetter than Niagara Falls.
You imagine his voice, deep and full of lust, "I can't stop thinking about you." While he says this, you imagine him pushing you up against a wall, using his body to hold you in place.
You think about how his shaft would feel pressed against your belly, the way it would feel in your hands, your mouth, inside of you.
As the pleasure peaks, you roll into a breathtaking climax. Still thinking about your best friend, you drift off to sleep
End
Hey, lovelies! I apologize for the silence on my end, my wifi is acting up and I can't upload anything unless I'm out of the house. But, I hope you enjoyed this! It was requested by SerpentinaJones11, so, thank you very much for the idea! Stay safe, stay healthy, and stay strong! Love y'all
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Best friends
同人小說In this story, you (the reader) are in love with your best friend Loki. You don't think he's all that into you, but things aren't always what they seem
