Enemies: Loki x fem!reader

Chapter 4 - Unfinished business

Warning: choking, degrading kink, pet names e.g. slut and whore (for the reader) and your highness (for Loki), orgasm control, light praise kink

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"About one hour until you're back on Asgard," You looked through to see the small cell, concrete walls and the steel door with a small glass to look through.

"And yet I somewhat dread to leave this wretched place," Loki sighs from his cell. "Do tell me... if we had met on different circumstances-"

"Would I still have been as attracted to you? Definitely, but alas poor Yorick we are enemies and shall stay as such,"

He smirked, the corners twisting to one side mischievously. Fitting. "Nothing wrong with built up aggression, darling," he lifts himself off the bed and stalks over to look at you.

"I guess not," you unlock the door and slide in. "Some people like it rough,"

"I assume you are 'some people',"

"Find out for yourself," you grin; his hands curled around your waist quickly to slam you up against the cool wall.

"And of the peering eyes?" he looks to the cameras, breath fanning at your lips.

"All off, I think ahead," pulling his lips onto yours, you waste not time to rid him of his first layer of armour. Humming against his lips, you feel his grip tighten around your body before meeting to grab your ass. You yelp as he lifted your chin so your hooded eyes meet his.

"Keen little thing aren't you?" he growls against your ears before trailing his lips down your neck.

"Time is limited, Loki," you lower your hand to his crotch and rub against it as he groans. "And I want to revel in every last moment, your highness," his eyes snap open with a lustful stare.

"You know exactly what  to say, I'm impressed," his hand lifted you leg as he ground against  you, lips parting to let your tongue delve in. "But I know exactly what  you want to hear... you crave to be my little toy, hm?"

You shiver lightly as he unzipped your suit and grabbed your neck while the other hand slowly slipped off your garments. "So desperate and needy, and all for me to ravish at," he slowly lowered his pants. "You sound devine, darling, I need to know you want this,"

"Yes, your highness," you suck in a breath as you feel him tease your entrance, your moans mixing with his as you pushed to meet his lips. "F-fuck," you feel him slip all the way in, a sigh of pleasure leaving him.

"That's a good little slut," he took a hold of your neck before bucking his hips into you, flushing you fully against the wall. Your nails drag themselves along his armour until he rid himself of clothing from his upper half.

Laying your lips against his pale jaw to neck, you hands trail from his chest to his back where you left light scratches. His heavy breath hitches ever so slightly as  you clench down on him with a low whine, tugging at his hair tightly.

You feel your neck bruise under his grip. Whimpering in pleasure as his cool fingers move down to your core to speed up your release, swirling and pressing  against each nerve until you hit that peak.

"F-" you bite back a loud alerting moan onto his shoulder as he laughed darkly, picking up his pace again after helping you ride out the high.

"The way you respond, cumming so easily for me," Loki grabbed your face so your eyes stayed on his. "Such a good little slut for your king, isn't that right?"

"Yes-" his mouth grazed over your lips, breathing heavily as he lightly bit on your lower lip. He slowly moved down, lips  dragging across your chin and along your jaw, feeling each inch of skin he could.

His hips circled in motion as you ground back against him for another release. You were desperate. It felt too good to stop no matter the risk of being caught. And him? Built up frustration from this all was all fading out with every kiss you lay on him.

Arching your back with each deep thrust you felt him hit the perfect sensitive spot, listening to each of your pleads for more. Your mewls became strained and silent as your head spun at your second peak. Loki moaned as you clenched down against him, grabbing both your legs and lifting you into his arms.

Relentlessly hilting into you as you wrapped around his waist. Each movement getting lost between the lines of pain and pleasure as your sensitive nerves bundled up.

"Oh, shit, Loki, don't stop-" you gasp as he twitched inside of you. This time your third peak came closer and faster than before, your core aching as his movements became sloppy.

"Hold it in until I say," he tugs at your hair.

"I- I can't-" managing to say these words between moans you saw his gaze darken.

"Do as you're told, darling, be your king's good little whore," biting back your release, you nod as his head pushed against yours, eyes staying on each other.  "Almost- there," he groans until finally-

"Oh, gods!" You cry out, feeling him reach his end, your own knot snapping urgently.

"That's it," Loki kisses you again, this time softly as he rides out both your ends. "Good girl," he combed back your hair before fixing you up quickly with his magic in time to hear footsteps approach. "I may just visit Midgard if this is the outcome of it,"

"Next time try not to take over the world or piss off a bunch of heroes?" you sigh out, heaving against the door to compose yourself.

"What fun would that be?" He chuckles before kissing you again, this time more softly. A small green glow seeped into your arm which he had slashed earlier, the small sting making you intake quickly in panic. "Hush, nearly done,"

You look at the almost fully healed wound, magic mending it back to a decent state to leave for natural healing. "Thank you, Loki,"

His heart swelled ever so slightly when you leaned up and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Leaving Loki with a small smile, the god watched you unlock the cell door and walk out, locking him back up as you see the team ready to take him away.

"Hey, guys," you wave at the team who gaped.

"Did you just- Did she just- What were you doing in Loki's cell??" Cap blurts out in anger as Nat rushed over.

"Her eyes are fine, she's not being controlled," Nat grabbed your face before widening at the sight of hickeys under your collar and the smell of sex lingering. She pulled away with an impressed smile, doing a double take to the cell.

"Unfinished business must be finished, it's good morality, captain," you salute at the soldier before walking off with a soft whistle.

"She had sex with him didn't she?" Bruce looks to Nat and Tony.

"Yup!" The two confirm, Nat peering into the cell to see Loki laid back against his cot with a small smile, eyes shut.

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Nat @ u after this

Also

Both hands better have been on the phone

- Anna ❤️