One In A Million- LOKI - fem!reader SMUT

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You were awake a few hours later, eyelids to heavy to open. It felt like eternity before you could let the blinding lights in. A deep breath filling your lungs, fingers twitching, eyes darting frantically.

You suddenly become aware of the dent in the bed, beside you. Loki sat there with his head against the headboard. One hand lightly clutching your hand and the other hand draped under your head, soft grasp on your shoulder.

"Lokes?" Your voice came out as a croak, "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes which can barely open?" You try to joke.

His head snapped up and his eyes found yours. His lips parted as if to say something but closed again. Eyebrows knitting together, happiness filling his eyes, he knelt down on the floor beside you. His eyes now level with yours.

"Oh, my love." He gasped, placing multiple kisses on your knuckles, "Are you alright? Can you tell me where all it hurts? I'll take all the pain away. I'm not going to let you suffer. Please."

You tried to chuckle but only a breathed gasp came out, "I just have to rest. Feeling a little light-headed."

"Yes, yes. Without a doubt." He smiled, deep in thought for a moment before he started, "I-I was petrified. The thought that I'd never see you again...haunted me like no nightmare has ever had."

"Thank you." You whispered, "I've never felt as safe as I do right now. Here. With you."

"No, thank you for saving me. I would be lost without you by my side..... we'll talk later. You should rest."

"Yeah. These broken ribs aren't going to heal themselves." You snort and he smiles.

"I'll leave you be. Call me if you need anything?" He stands up and places numerous kisses on your cheeks between words, making you giggle.

"I will. Please sleep for a while too. I'm sure you need it." You smile up at him.

With a final nod, he walks out of your bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Both of you had told the other you love them but neither had said it to the other's conscious face.
It wouldn't be awkward, right?

Letting out a gasp of relief, Loki slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out an emerald green velvet box. He started at it for a few heartbeats, gulped and shoved it back down his pocket.
Now's not the time for all this, he thought.

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It was a few weeks before you were almost back to normal. Walking around, cooking, typing away security details into your laptop. It felt just like before. The only difference was that Loki was by your side all the time. He'd be sitting on your bed while you worked or taste whatever you cooked which he involuntarily made fun of, "Ovens have timers for a reason, you know." He stated after tasting your roasted- over roasted chicken.

Or when he'd try to wake you up early in the morning to catch a glimpse of the first rays of the sun to which you retort, "There is no sunrise so beautiful that is worth waking me up to see it." You tried to punch him in the arm but ended up hurting only yourself.
The pain forced you to get up and the two of you ended up sitting on the balcony with a blanket around your shoulders, sipping on the magically conjured hot chocolate.

Life was good, to say the least.
It truly was magical when you could share it with someone.
And someone you loved nonetheless.

A few more days passed and you found yourself to be as hail and hearty as before the 'unfortunate event'.

You and Loki kissed each other all the time. It would become heated with you ending up straddling his lap or with you up against the wall, hand above your head. But he would always pull back saying, "I can wait a few more days until you can be ravished as you deserve."

But it was becoming increasingly difficult to not touch yourself, especially when he'd be sitting shirtless around the house. He tried to be innocent about it but you knew he was trying to edge you on. And what more? It was working.

When he went for a shower, you sprawled out on your bed, pulling down your underwear and spreading yourself for your fingers. Goosebumps arise at the thought of them being his fingers instead.
The thrill was exhilarating, of him finding you like this, thinking of him. You knew it would anger him but you were too excited to care about the consequences.

You forced your teeth into your bottom lip, trying hard not to make any sounds. Your fingers played with your folds, running them up and down. Gathering your wetness, you circled your clit. The teeth in your lip almost drawing blood.

You were so indulged in your own pleasure that you didn't hear when the door clicked open. Your eyes were screwed shut as you breathed heavily.

Loki stood against the wall, leaning sideways on it and looking at you.
Staring at you.

I could just look at her like this forever, He thought.
He stood there, eyes on every movement of yours, taking in your whimpers and muffled moans.
His lips curled into a smirk as he finally interrupted, "Tsk, tsk."

Your eyes opened to find him, withdrawing your hand like reflex.

He continued walking towards you,
"No, no. Don't stop on my account. Go on." He urged.

You couldn't help but comply.

"Let me hear you." He said darkly, sitting on the edge of the bed.

You moaned wantonly and his eyes darted from your wet centre to your face which was contorted with pleasure.

Your movements sped up as you held his gaze. You couldn't help but notice the bulge in his trousers, a lewd wet mark forming on his pajama.

"Mhm Loki."

"Tell me how it feels."

"Good...so good."

This turned you on so much, more so when he rubbed himself over his pants. He gasped softly, stroking himself over the material, eyes focused in between your thighs.
Your lust fuelled his.

"You too." You gasped, eying his crotch.

"As you wish, darling." He opened his pants and his cock sprang free, begging for attention.

He began stroking himself, rubbing his pre-cum over his tip, moaning at the sight of you.

The room was filled with obscene sounds. It felt so wrong.......but it was so sexy.
You couldn't hold back, grabbing the silk sheets and bucking your hips into your hand as Loki got off at your actions.

"Fuck...you look so hot...", he groaned.

"Lok-Loki I'm going to mhm I'm-come." You mumbled.

"Come for me, my love. Let me see you as you come all over your hands." He moaned and gasped softly as he pushed you over the edge.

Your legs quivered as you came undone under his gaze. He followed soon after. Both of you breathless, satisfied and content.
"That was one of the hottest things I've ever done." Your enthusiasm making him chuckle.

Loki cleaned you up and then himself. He pulled you to his chest bare chest as your breathing evened.
"I love you." You state.
"I love you more." He replies.
Drifting off to sleep, happy.

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MHM GUESS WHO UPDATED AGAIN SO SOON;)
It's me. I did.

MY EXAMS ARE STATING NEXT WEEK. I'M TRYING TO FINISH THE BOOK BEFORE THAT SO I CAN FOCUS ON MY STUPID EXAMS.

LOVE YOU GUYS!
Y'ALL ARE THE BEST, DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU OTHERWISE. YOUR BODY ISN'T UGLY, YOUR TEETH AREN'T CROOKED, YOUR NOSE ISN'T TOO BIG, YOUR ARMS AREN'T TOO FAT. YOUR STRETCH MARKS AREN'T SCARS, THEY'RE LINES OF BEAUTY.
YOU ARE FREAKING PERFECT AND I VALUE YOU AS DO MANY OTHER PEOPLE.
Thank you for listening to me rant. Ily.

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Cathy🛐