Lokius Oneshots By Kiera

Playing with fire

Au where Loki and Mobius are staying together after their victory over Kang and The TVA, but there's a slight issue... there's only one bed.

*Pretty obvious smut warning, I mean c'mon...*

Loki POV

I sat under the tall japanese maple in the vast backyard, reading an old book I'd found, titled Alice in Wonderland. Honestly, I think poor Alice may need either rehab or a therapist at this point.

As it gradually got darker, the early autumn air became colder. I decided I'd better go inside before it got too dark. It can be pretty hard to find my way back to the house in the dark.

As I walked through the side door into the kitchen, I glanced over and saw Sylvie in the big green recliner in the living room watching a football game with Thor. Those two have really been getting along well, and I'm glad.

I sighed and headed down to the basement. It was a nice, finished basement with deep reddish-brown carpet and white walls. I walked through the living room area, which was still occupied by unopened boxes, and headed into the small bedroom. There were two bedrooms upstairs, and one down here. Thor and Sylvie got separate rooms, while I had to share a bed with Mobius.

Not that I minded. It was just hard trying to be quiet. We never had to before. We always had a place to ourselves. But no, now I have to keep it down while I have Mobius' dick up my ass.

Speaking of which, that beautiful man is currently curled up under the covers, watching High Rise.

"You only watch this because you think Tom Hiddleston is hot." I say wryly, strolling over and sitting on the edge of the king-sized mattress that is almost too big for this pathetically tiny room.

"That's funny, I said the same thing to you about Starsky and Hutch just last night."

"Well, can you blame me? Owen Wilson is a DILF."

He rolled his eyes at me with a chuckle. God, he's so fucking hot when he does that...

I decided to mess with him a little tonight, standing up and slowly peeling off my black t-shirt and taking my hair out of the ponytail I always kept it in now.
"Is this better than Tom Hiddleston?" I say quietly, looking him directly in the eyes.

"Yes." He says quickly, clearly getting a hard-on already. He tried to sit up, but I used magic to hold his hands down to the mattress.

"Oh, really? Is it better than Thomas Sharpe?" I say quietly, sitting down on the edge of the bed once more and pulling away the covers. He was wearing a simple white t-shirt and boxers. Gods, he is gorgeous...

"Is it better than Captain Conrad?" I say teasingly, slowly unbuttoning the fly of my jeans.

"Loki, I swear to God, if you keep doing this, I'm gonna fucking burst."

"I didn't get my answer, darling." I say, feigning disappointment.

"Loki, you know you're a million times hotter than Tom Hiddleston or any of his characters combined. Now, please let me fuck you already..."

"Oh, Mobius." I say huskily, slamming my lips against his. I clumsily tore off his boxers, earning a muffled moan from him as his cock sprang free. He impatiently tugged my jeans down, groping my ass and pressing a finger inside me.

"Fuck, Moby. I thought you wanted me to be quiet..." I say darkly, panting as I held back the moan caught in my throat.

"Shh...You wouldn't want Thor to find out his baby brother is a loud little bottom who likes having my dick up his ass." Mobius says quietly, looking at me with those damned lustful eyes.

"You would be sentenced to death by electrocution if you ever hurt me." I say quietly, yet almost threateningly, knowing my brother would 100% kill this man if he ever broke my heart.

"Then there's nothing to worry about, my love..." He says warmly, pressing another warm kiss to my lips. I finally kicked off my jeans as Mobius peeled off his white t-shirt and then grabbed the lube from under the pillow. He coated that glorious dick in the stuff and then slowly, torturously, pushed himself inside me. I could barely contain my moan of pure, lustful bliss as his head brushed against that sweet spot inside me.

"Fuck, Mobius." I whimpered softly, riding his ridiculous length at a slow, steady pace. Yes, I loved it when he fucked me senseless, but I also loved it when he just gently made love to me. The way we fit together so perfectly, as though we were two jigsaw puzzle pieces that were made just for each other. His soft breath against my neck, his hands on my hair, on my body. All these beautiful sensations melting and morphing together towards that blissful peak, that completely mind-numbing, nerve-shattering climax.

I let a few small moans slip as I slid up and down on his shaft, feeling that all-too familiar pulling and tightening deep in my belly, that delicious throb in my cock.

"Mmmobius..." I whined, burying my face in his neck. "I'm coming." I grunted, trying to hold back my loud, lewd moans of pleasure that usually came out at this point. I whimpered softly as I spilled all over our stomachs, orgasming on his ridiculously big cock.

"Oh, fuck, Loki." He growled under his breath, climaxing deep inside me. I utterly collapsed in his arms, all my strength and energy having evaporated. He gently pushed my hair out of my face, giving me that gorgeous post-fuck dazed smile.

"I love you, Loki." He whispers, pressing a passionate kiss to my lips as he carefully pulled that dick of his out of my now sore asshole. I winced slightly, which is ridiculous since I should be more adjusted to the damned thing by now.

"I love you, too, Moby." I say quietly, letting my eyelids flutter closed.

The last I heard before I passed out on his chest was his smooth, sexy voice saying "For all time, always..."

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A/N: Okay, yeah so I'm a Tom Hiddleston simp, get over it 🙄 Also Owen Wilson is pretty funny 😂 I grew up on "Night At The Museum", "Marley&Me" and "Meet The Parents" 🤗