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My options are nonexistent at this point 💀

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Feesh bois

Seperate feesh bois

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Therapist: Oh, you definitely have daddy issues

Me: no, I don't

Also, me hours later realizing all my favorite fictional characters are older man....

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i know "gn!reader" means gender neutral, but, my brain always short-circuits to goodnight reader!

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A Treat For The Wicked

Pairing: Hoseok x Female!reader x Yoongi (main pairing), OT7 x Female!reader, Namjoon x Female!reader x Jin

Word Count: 8692

Warnings: smut, 18+, BDSM elements, Pet Play, Puppy Play, Dom/Sub, Master-Kink, Oppa-Kink, degradation, praising, edging, overstimulation, punishment, spanking, paddling, masochism/sadism, subspace, puppyspace, threesome(s), excessive cuddlings in the end (remember your aftercare!)

Summary: Hoseok and Yoongi are away, shooting their M/V for their upcoming collaboration. The rest of your boyfriends decide to give them a little treat to help them relax after they come back. This included dressing you up in your favorite puppy gear and leaving you to the mercy of your Master and Oppa.

“How long will Yoongi and Hoseok be gone, anyway?” Jimin was grabbing a bag of chips, plopping down next to Taehyung and Jungkook who were already lazing on the couch, playing video games. “I don’t know.” Tae reached out with his hand, demanding a treat as well which Jimin offered him happily. “I guess it depends on how long it will take to finish shooting their M/V. They have been working for weeks on it.” Jimin hummed in agreement and sank back deeper into the couch.

“Oi, we finished baking cookies.” Jin’s voice reached them before the tall man himself rounded the corner, a plate of freshly baked chocolate cookies in his hands. You trailed behind him also holding onto some cookies. “We used three different kinds of chocolate to make them super sweet.” You announced proudly and grinned. “Want some?”

The bag of chips was left behind - forgotten, just like the game and the younger ones surrounded the new treat. “These are delicious.” Jungkook mumbled while munching on his second cookie. “I can’t believe you allowed Namjoon to help and they still turned out fine.” Jimin giggled. “Hey!” Namjoon’s head shot out from the kitchen and he pouted towards the others. “Oh, don’t worry.” You smiled innocently. “We only let him stand in a corner and read the recipe to us.” Now all of you were giggling. “Hey!” Namjoon’s voice was suddenly way closer and he snaked his arms around your smaller frame to snatch some cookies for himself.

“Aish, there won’t be any left for Yoongi and Hoseok. What about their treat?” Jin scolded the others. “Oh, I have a better idea for a treat for our hyungs.” Taehyung’s mischievous eyes trailed up and down your form and you instinctively took a step back, trying to hide behind Namjoon. The others looked at Taehyung expectantly. “Well, I remember that our dear rappers like to play with a certain cute puppy.” He smirked in your direction, your head poking out from behind Namjoon. “After all, they will be quite stressed out and a little treat would be appropriate.”

All eyes were suddenly on you. You couldn’t help but make yourself smaller, trying to disappear in yourself. You couldn’t deny that the idea sounded appealing to you but the combined attention from your five boyfriends was still intense and made you feel small and fragile.

“Baby.” Namjoon suddenly spun around and tilted your head up to meet his eyes. Your heart fluttered in your chest at his gentle gestures. “Don’t you want to help our loves to relax after a long day?” He smoothed his warm palms up and down your arms and a trail of goose bumps followed his touch. You gulped audibly, your gaze trailing over the expectant expressions of your boyfriends. You knew you could decline the offer but you wanted to make them feel good and so you looked back to Namjoon and nodded. A wide smile appeared on his face, showing off his dimples. “That’s our good girl”, he cooed with adoration in his eyes.

Slowly, he pried the now empty plate from your hands and placed it down onto the nearest surface. “Well, let’s go and get you ready, okay?” You nodded again and stepped closer to him, following the tall rapper out of the room. “I’ll help you,” Jin handed his own plate to Jungkook and trailed after the two of you.

The others were still munching on the remaining cookies. “Poor baby. Our hyungs have been really stressed out, so they are going to go pretty hard on her.” Jungkook stared off in the distance. “Hey!” Taehyung chimed in. “Why don’t we prepare a blanket fort for cuddles and movies after they are done?” He jumped up and down in excitement. “Yeah…yeah let’s do that.” Jimin grinned.

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Meanwhile, Jin had dragged you to Namjoon’s room while said male had left to fetch some essentials and toys from their shared playroom. “Come on, love. Let’s get you prepared.” Jin gently laid you down onto the bed and climbed over you. He started kissing you and the touch of his soft, pillow-like lips on yours calmed down your nerves. You relaxed and pulled him closer, he was now laying on top of you with all his weight and your kisses deepened. He nipped on your lower lip and a low moan escaped your throat.

“Already getting started, hm?” Namjoon had reappeared in the door frame, holding onto several items. He discarded them on the small table next to his bed but before you could get a good look at them, he had already joined you and Jin, effectively obscuring your view. “Now, now baby. Don’t spoil the fun.” He grinned down at you and you mewled, which only made his grin wider.

He helped you sit up and removed your T-shirt, both men groaning as your breasts sprang free. Namjoon promptly attached his lips to your right nipple while his fingers plucked and pinched at your left one. A shriek left your mouth, but it was soon muted by Jin’s lips which started kissing you feverishly again. You were slowly getting dizzy with all the attention you were receiving. Little moans and mewls were constantly escaping your lips but they were eaten up by Jin as soon as they left you. The two tall frames of your boyfriends caged you in between them and sparks of pleasure trailed from you aching breasts straight down to your centre.

With heaving breaths, Jin separated himself from you, looking down at your flushed form with adoration in his eyes. He grinned and then grabbed Namjoon by his hair, pulling him off your nipples and in for a kiss. Joon groaned and kissed Jin back just as hard. The sight of them making out above you had you squirming in your place, unconsciously rubbing your thighs together. The two boys separated, panting and with red cheeks, and grinned down at you with darkened eyes.

“What’s the matter baby? Something bothering you?” Namjoon was chuckling at your troubled expression. While you were captivated by Namjoon’s voice, you didn’t notice Jin’s hands trailing down your stomach and down to the seam of your shorts. “Do you need us, sweetie?” Jin’s voice brought your attention from Namjoon to him. “Do you need us right here?” He cupped your centre over the layers of your clothing, but as you tried to ground against him to relieve some pressure, he suddenly pulled away.

“Sorry, honey. But we are only warming you up. You know that.” Jin’s tone was mocking and filled with fake sadness. Still, he was yanking down your shorts and panties in one go, making you lay bare in front of their dark eyes.

“There you go. Nice and wet.” Namjoon’s voice came from above you and you craned your neck to look at him. He was standing next to the bed, staring intently at your dripping centre. So intently that you tried to close your legs. “Nuh uh, baby.” He quickly climbed between your legs, causing Jin to retreat to the top of the bed, playing with your hair. “Keep them open and just let me work.” He grinned up at you and proceeded to dip down to lick a long stripe along your centre.

You threw your head back towards Jin and groaned lowly in your throat. Namjoon mimicked your groan but he didn’t continue his ministrations. “Just a taste.” You heard him mumble to himself. You lifted your head in confusion and looked at him. “You know I would love to eat you out until you are a crying mess but this isn’t what we planned so roll over on your knees so I can properly prepare you.” He scooted back a little, giving you the room to assume the position he demanded.

With you on your knees, you were face to face with the bulge in Jin’s sweatpants and you couldn’t help yourself but mouthed on his clothed erection, nuzzling into the fabric. At your actions he wheezed and tightly grabbed your hair which made you moan loudly.

“Fuck, (Y/N)…don’t…fuck.” He groaned but you wouldn’t let up. “Fuck. Fine, I’ll let you blow me…just…” He lowered his pants, so you were face to face with his beautiful erected cock. Admiring it for just a second, you wasted no time to suck him into your mouth, nibbling and trailing your tongue all over his shaft.

Namjoon chuckled behind you. “That’s right baby. You take good care of Jin and I will take goooood care of you.”

You mewled around Jin’s length and wiggled your butt at Joon. The latter just smirked, and you could hear the sound of a bottle opening before cold liquid squirted on your butthole. You shrieked but Namjoon only laughed and rubbed soothing circles into your hips with his fingers. “Just relax. I’ve got you.”

You tried to lose your muscles and simultaneously took Jin deeper into your mouth. This caused him to curse and to grab your hair tighter, using his grip to guide you up and down in slow, steady motions.

Meanwhile, Namjoon rubbed his forefinger around your hole, slowly loosening up the muscles and occasionally dipping in. “Take a deep breath, baby girl.” You did as he asked, and he inserted one finger into you. You took another shuddering breath and tried to further relax your muscles. The feeling wasn’t quite foreign as you all did anal before, but it still felt weird in the first few moments. Namjoon slowly thrusted his finger in and out, moving it in every direction to lose you up until he could add a second one. At the new intrusion you moaned, causing Jin to shudder at the vibrations against his length.

Namjoon was slowly fucking you with his fingers, scissoring them occasionally to open you up. “There you go, baby. You take my fingers so well.”

You mewled and slobbered all over Jin’s cock. The older one was having a hard time to not just trust up into your waiting wet cavern, but he held himself back for your sake. They had a job to do after all.

“Namjoon, hurry the fuck up.” Jin groaned and pulled you up so you were only able to suckle on his tip. The other grinned. “Fine, fine. Baby, do you think I can fuck your ass? I know I said we would only prepare you, but you are too cute to resist. So, won’t you let me fuck you while you suck hyung off?”

You were whimpering and nodding. Even if they weren’t going to let you cum, you still wouldn’t miss the chance to please them.

“Good girl.” You preened at Namjoon’s praise and then gasped at the feeling of being so full so suddenly as Joon shed himself inside of your tight hole in one go. “Fuck, you’re so…ugh…you’re so tight, baby.” He groaned, stilling himself for a moment to let you adjust to his size.

After taking some deep breaths, you gave Namjoon the signal to continue and he slowly began to fuck you. You on the other hand returned to your task of making an absolute mess out of Jin and licked a long stripe from his balls to the tip of his dick. You proceeded to suckle on his tip, drawing out salty drops of precum and then taking him as deep down your throat as possible.

“Ugh…(Y/N)…do that again.” Jin cursed and grabbed onto your head again to fuck you deep onto him. Namjoon on the other hand had sped up and was now pounding into you, making it increasingly difficult to properly suck off Jin.

“Here, let me help you baby.” Jin grinned, grabbed your head to hold it still and fucked up into you. You chocked and gargled, your spit dripping all over his cock and down his balls. Not being able to do anything on your own, you could only concentrate on the amazing feeling of being stuffed from both ends. You were so full, revelling in the attention you were receiving.

“Fuck…” Namjoon’s pace increased, he was now merciless hammering into you. “I’m so close.”

“Me too.” Jin echoed his groans.

Both men effortlessly fucked into you, desperate to reach their ends. Jin was the first one to give up and you made sure to swallow all of his cum after he groaned and released into your mouth. “There you go. Such a good girl.” He crooned and petted your hair.

You were drowsily smiling up at him, not being able to concentrate on anything else as Namjoon was still merciless pounding into your ass.

“Ugh…fuck.” With a deep groan Namjoon came, shooting his load deep inside of you. “Good…good fucking girl. You did so well.” He massaged your ass but didn’t pull out right away. “Hey Jin, could you hand me the plug?” The other male already held a silver butt plug towards Namjoon, attached to it was a soft, curled, black and white tail. He thanked him and slowly pulled out of you, making sure not to spill any cum. Namjoon carefully trailed the plug around your hole and slipped it in. It fit snugly and you could feel the soft fur tickle the back of your thigh.

“There you go. Nice and pretty. All plugged up.” Namjoon grinned at you and helped you sit up. The plug shifted inside you and you mewled.

“Thanks for that, puppy.” Jin smirked down at you and you could feel a shudder running down your form at the pet name. “Now let’s get you all geared up, yes?”

You could only stare up at them as Namjoon grabbed some white piece of clothing, holding it up to show it to you. It was a white lacy bra and a matching pair of panties, both were decorated with straps around your torso, waist and arms and see-trough patches at certain parts. He grinned mischievously and helped you to put in on. Jin was standing next to Namjoon holding a baby pink leather collar and matching cuffs for your wrists and ankles.

After he put everything on your body, they stepped back and admired your form. “Wait, something is missing.” Namjoon fiddled with something behind his back and presented a pair of black and white Huskey ears which he attached to your head. “There you go, a perfect little puppy.” He smiled and pointed to his feet, a silent command for you to kneel, which you instantly complied to. You dropped to the floor and looked up at your boyfriends, tilting your head.

You could already feel yourself slipping into your puppy space, your mood getting giddier and more playful, excitement was running through your veins.

Jin stepped closer to you, kneeling down and attaching a leash to your collar.

“Come on, puppy. Let’s get you to the playroom.”

He handed the leash over to Namjoon and quickly cleaned up the mess that you left behind. Namjoon waited for his partner to follow up, then he gently pulled your leash causing you to start crawling next to him.

The three of you made it to the playroom that was shared by the eight of you. Namjoon opened the door and led you through right to the middle of the room.

“Sit.” Namjoon pulled the leash tighter and you instantly sat down onto your heels. “Good puppy. Now stay. There’s a good girl.” He patted your head. “Now be good and stay here until Master and Oppa are coming home, okay?” You whined and nuzzled into his hand not wanting them to leave you alone. Jin came up behind you and unhooked the leash from your collar. “They will be so happy if they find their surprise.” He petted you as well and then pulled Namjoon off the floor.

“I’ve got one last toy, love.” Jin pulled a bone-shaped gag out of his front pocket. He stooped down to your level and pushed the silicone bone into your mouth. “There, all tied up and pretty. Now stay.” He repeated the command one more time, making sure that you would obey. You once more whined low in your throat, but you could only watch as the two of them left the room.

Namjoon and Jin returned to the others in the living room, finding a comfortable looking pillow fort ready to use. “That looks quite nice.” Jin smiled at the younger boys and carefully crawled to their resting forms. They were already laying comfortable in their built pillow fort. Namjoon joined them as well and they formed a happy cuddle pile.

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After some time, they heard keys jiggling and then the front door opened. “Welcome back!” Jimin chirped and smiled at the two older men but he made no effort to stand up, too comfortable in the embrace of his other boyfriends. “What’s this? A cuddle pile? And where is (Y/N)?” Hoseok looked over at them, pulling a grumpy looking Yoongi with him.

“Ahhhh, this is for later.” Jungkook grinned and snuggled closer to Taehyung who was petting his hair. “How was your shoot?” Jin stretched his hand towards Yoongi, grabbed it as the male came closer, and rubbed soothing circles into his palm. “We’re done.” A happy smile was etched onto Yoongi’s face. “Really? That’s great.” Taehyung chimed in, smiling brightly at his older partner. “Yes…yes, it is. We are finally finished, and everything is perfect.” The gummy smile was still present on Yoongi’s face as he turned around to Hoseok. “Right, Hobi?” The other male nodded. “Yeah, we are just really tired right now.”

“Sounds like you need some sort of stress reliever. How convenient for you. There is a surprise in the playroom just waiting so serve your needs.” Namjoon smiled lazily up at Hoseok who was leaning down towards him to steal a soft kiss.

“Oh?” Now Yoongi’s interest seemed peaked. “Well then, let’s see what it is. Shall we, Hobi.”

Sauntering away, the two made their way over to said room and went inside.

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You have been waiting for what felt like an eternity. It has hardly been more than twenty minutes, but your puppy-side wanted attention and a partner (or partners) to play. Still, you were patiently waiting in your kneeling position, your hands kneading the soft carpet beneath you. You slightly shimmied your butt around, trying to get some feeling back into your legs from resting your weight on them for so long. Just as you wiggled your toes and slightly stretched your feet, the door handle moved and Yoongi and Hoseok appeared in the door. They were both clad in comfortable looking outfits, both spotting sweatpants and shirts.

You yipped happily and quickly scrambled to your feet, crawling towards them while wagging your tail. You nuzzled into them, scratching at their pant-clad legs and trying to nibble at their fingers, unsuccessfully of course, you were still wearing a gag after all. In your playful mindset you didn’t notice their domming and dark mood, but you quickly realized which route this evening would take as Hoseok spoke up.

“This whole welcoming act is cute, mutt, but I don’t remember allowing you to try and bite my fingers off.” He loomed over you and you instantly stopped what you were doing and shrunk back, making yourself as small as possible down by his feet. Your eyes briefly flickered towards Yoongi, but he too was wearing a stern expression and you whimpered trying to show your submission.

“Eyes on me, bitch.” Hoseok’s hard voice brought your eyes back to him and you caught his sadistic glare. Judging from the way he didn’t call you pup or puppy, you supposed you had to earn their forgiveness the hard way.

Before you could react or plan your further actions, Hoseok roughly pushed you over causing you to lay sprawled out by their feet. From your new position you were able to have a good look at Yoongi again, who was standing by your head, maliciously smiling down at you.

“You know the rules baby.” Yoongi crooned. “You obey us without questioning. No cumming without permission. And no speaking. One bark for yes. Two barks for no. Five barks is your safe word. You got that, pup?” You slightly waggled your butt and barked once, the gag in your mouth distorting the sound.

Their figures were still towering over you, now completely ignoring you and seemingly having a silent conversation.

“Up.” Hoseok commanded suddenly and you scrambled to your feet, sitting back on your heels and looking up at him. “Were you a good girl while we were away?” You barked once and slightly wiggled your tail. “Oh yeah?” He encouraged and the wiggling of your butt increased. “Well, we will be the judge of that, won’t we?” He spat. You whimpered and looked up at him with sad eyes. “Don’t look like that, bitch.” He slapped you across the face, causing you to stumble back against Yoongi’s legs. “You will have plenty of time to show us how good you are.” Yoongi knelt down behind you, making sure to secure your body against his. He started to scratch you behind the ears that rested you’re your head, slightly calming you down. “You have to excuse us, we might be a little…stressed out…from the shoot, so this will be rough for you.” He shoved you forwards on all fours again. “On the other hand…you’ll probably enjoy that even more, being the little masochist you are.”

He chuckled darkly and you couldn’t suppress the whimper that escaped your mouth. Your thighs were unconsciously rubbing together, their dark promises arousing you to no end. Hoseok noticed this of course and immediately kicked your thighs apart.

He shook his head in disappointment. “And here I thought you were behaving, but it seems like you are just a good for nothing dog after all. Well, this is nothing a simple punishment can’t fix, don’t you think so mutt?” You instantly stilled at his words and your lower lip trembled at his animosity. He didn’t even deem you worthy of another glance as he turned around and strolled over to the cabinets on one of the walls.

“Don’t look so sad. You know he is right, and you deserve punishment, don’t you think so?” Yoongi patted you on the head with a condescending tone. Your eyes flickered over to him and you followed his movement with your eyes as he trailed a hand from the collar around your throat down your arms and to your hands.

“You know, it’s quite convenient that you are wearing these.” Yoongi was tapping against the cuffs around your wrists. “We have to thank the others for this cute addition. Makes it easier to string you up and use you.” He grinned. Meanwhile Hoseok was rummaging through the drawers and came back with rope, a blindfold and nipple clamps.

“Stand.” He commanded and you quickly rose to your feet, slightly wobbling. “Hands.” Without looking at him you reached out to present them to him. He threaded the rope trough the linking parts of your cuffs, bound them together and attached them to a hook on the ceiling. Then he pulled at the rope until you were standing on your tiptoes. You couldn’t contain a whimper as your arms strained above your head and you had to balance carefully to not put any more weight on them.  Hoseok chuckled darkly. “Is this uncomfortable, mutt?” You barked once trying to look as pitiful as possible to make him have mercy on you but to no avail. “Good, let’s make this even worse then.” Using scissors that suddenly appeared in his hands, he cut off the bra straps and teared through the front, causing the beautiful lace to flutter useless to the ground. He grinned like a Cheshire cat and let the metal claps he previously palmed in his hands wander across your skin. You shuddered at the cold material that scraped across your body, nipples pebbling to attention. With a dark glimmer in his eyes, he attached the nipple clamps to your sensitive breasts. You emitted a pained shriek and the two men openly laughed at you. The pain quickly turned into pleasure and you gasped as the tingling raced from your nipples to centre in your pussy.

“Don’t look so pained.” Hoseok was stepping close to you, leaning down and staring deep into your eyes. He rested his hands around your neck, slowly applying pressure and making you gasp and splutter. Your constricted airflow only added to the pleasure that was coursing through you, slowly black dots were dancing in your vision and you mewled pathetically. Hoseok huffed. “Don’t act like the pain doesn’t excite you.” He suddenly yanked hardly at the string that connected the clamps sending waves of pain-pleasure through your body. “I know it does.” He chuckled again and grabbed something that was securely stored away in his back pocket.

A black cloth fluttered across your vision and the last thing you saw before Hoseok blindfolded you was Yoongi who had taken a seat in a chair in the corner of the room.

The darkness enveloped you and suddenly everything felt more intense. The tight leather around your neck, the strain on your arms as they reach up to the ceiling, the teeth made out of metal as they bit into your sensitive nipples and of course the arousal that was steadily increasing, ruining your panties and surely making them translucent by now.

You tried to listen to any movement, any sound that might give you a clue to what was going to happen next, but you couldn’t make out a single sign.

All of a sudden, you felt leather caressing your skin. Hoseok must have grabbed a riding crop and was now trailing it down your back, tapping your ass and rubbing it between your thighs, collecting some of the sticky liquid that gathered there.

“You’re such a messy dog. Leaking from both ends. Getting aroused by us pushing you around.” He scoffed and you heard him taking a few steps back. “Yoongi hyung.” He said in a singsongy voice. “Don’t you want to have a taste?”

You heard a grunt and then a slurping noise. You whimpered and squirmed in your place. Yoongi must have cleaned the crop from your juices. You would do anything to see that. “Quiet. You don’t get to complain over there.” Yoongi’s voice was rough and breathy, accompanied by Hoseok’s laugh and you instantly froze in your place.

With no warning, the crop was back on your body again, now slightly wet from Yoongi’s spit. It was trailing down the front of your body, flicking against the nipple clamps continuing down your stomach to your thighs. Then the touch vanished. Before you could anticipate Hoseok’s next step, the sting of a hit thrummed through your body.

You cried out as Hoseok repeatably stroke your ass, your thighs, your back and even your tits. Your whole body was burning, every single nerve ending at flame, sending pleasure through your whole being. The strikes were unpredictable, without any pattern and it slowly was driving you mad. You loved the biting pain of the crop that littered your body with red marks, each and every hit only making the ecstasy that thrummed through you veins worse. You already felt like combusting, the darkness surrounding you only adding to the overwhelming pleasure.

The strikes abruptly stopped and you accepted the moment to breath, only to be surprised as he yanked down your panties with a harsh motion, the sodden material clinging to your wet folds, a string of arousal connecting the material to your core as he managed to pry them away.

“Would you look at that. You are absolutely wet and messy down here.” He snickered darkly. “You truly are a little pain-slut, aren’t you mutt?”

You barked twice, trying to deny his harsh claims to preserve any amount of dignity but who were you kidding?

“Oh, you don’t agree? Don’t lie to me, bitch!” His angry voice was paired with a precise spank on your clit and to your horror you felt sparks flying through you as an orgasm took you over. It was weak and unfulfilling because there was no further stimulation but an orgasm non the less.

“Did you just…cum?” Hoseok sneered in disbelieve.

The blindfold was ripped away from your face and you had to squeeze your eyes together to accustom yourself to the new lightning. But as soon as you opened them again, you were faced with the angry scowl on his handsome features. He must have lost his shirt a while ago because his naked chest was pressing hard into yours, torturing your clamped nipples and making you appear small against his large frame.

“You did, didn’t you. You are such a slut.” Yoongi chimed in, standing up and coming to a halt behind you. He too must have undressed while you were blindfolded because his own bare skin was lined up with yours. His breath was hot on your neck and he lazily kissed you behind your ear making his way down until he reached your sweet spot where he sucked and bit down to leave a red and purple mark.

“You’re in for it now, mutt.” Hoseok’s voice was filled with malice and you instantly dropped your gaze down to your feet to escape his fury.

While doing so, you didn’t catch the glance Hoseok and Yoongi shared above your head. A look full of proudness and excitement. They couldn’t believe they made you cum from just that.

Levelling their expressions to neutral ones again, Hoseok reached up to uncuff your wrists from the hook while Yoongi was stabilizing your body with his own. They both dragged you to the bed and shoved you onto your knees.

“Stay still, bitch.” Hoseok commanded and you didn’t dare to move a muscle even though the nipple clamps rubbed uncomfortably against the sheets, dragging your sensitive nipples around and inflicting sparks of pain on you. There were rough hands shoving and pulling at your body and you heard clicks and then you couldn’t get up. They had attached the cuffs on your wrists to the ones on your ankles and now you were left with your ass high up in the air and your head burrowed in the silk sheets.

“That’s not fair, Hobi.” Yoongi whined as he looked at the position the other one had locked you in. “How is she supposed to help me out now?” He pointed down to the tent in his pants. Hoseok rolled his eyes. “You’re so annoying…fine, I’ll change it.” He unlinked the cuffs and you were able to support your weight with your hands again, now on all fours.

“You better keep your ass up and head down, bitch.” You felt a sudden pressure on your lower back and out of instinct you arched your back to present your ass and sopping centre to the two men in the room. The only praise you got for your action was a quick slap on your butt.

Yoongi, being satisfied by the position you were in now, was climbing up to you on the bed and leaned against the headboard. He reached out to your face, caressing your cheek and then moving to the back of your head to remove the gag that still caused you to drool and slobber all over yourself. You preened at his gentle touches and soaked in the comfort as he removed the offending object from your mouth.

“There, now you’ll be able to get punished and earn our praise again.” He grinned wickedly. Meanwhile, Hoseok was rummaging through the drawers again and proceeded to produce a wooden paddle from the depths of your toy collection.

At the woosh-sound of the paddle striking through the air as Hoseok tested the feeling in his hand, your head quickly turned around to watch closely as he stepped up behind you. He smirked down at you and showcased the cut-outs on the paddle. Your eyes widened and a new wave of excitement throbbed through you. If he used it on you, it would print the word ‘slut’ all over your skin.

“This is new, isn’t it?” The sadistic glee in his eyes was worrying you. “I’ll bet that this is going to hurt. Very. Bad.” He grinned again. “Perfect.” Yoongi answered, mimicking the look on Hoseok’s face.

“But we are going to make your punishment fair, won’t we? I’ll give you fifteen strikes while you blow Yoongi…you keep it up and do good, you’ll get a reward. How does that sound? Good?”

You didn’t do anything for a moment, trying to find the catch to his offer, this couldn’t be the whole punishment could it? He was way to lenient with you. But even if there was going to be a catch, you simply couldn’t refuse your Master.

So, you barked once, sealing your fate and giving yourself up again to the capable hands of your lovers. The smile that overtook Hoseok’s face was increasing your worry, but it was too late now.

“Yoongi, you’ll keep count.”

Your eyes widened and your gaze flickered to the other male who was already staring at your fidgeting form. “Of course.” The corner of his lips twitched, and he hardly managed to suppress a smile at your troubled expression.

“Don’t worry, puppy. I’ll make sure you get what you deserve.” You gulped. This was bad. Very bad.

“Let’s start then, shall we? Oh….and you better not come from this too, bitch, or I will ruin your pretty ass for real.” The threat in Hoseok’s voice made you whimper but you didn’t flee from your position, choosing to instead worship Yoongi’s cock with small kitten licks. With you occupied, Hoseok took a swing and the paddle landed on your butt with a loud thud. You cried out, tears already escaping your eyes from just this one hit. It hurt so much but at the same time it sent pleasure through you as your body absorbed the pain and translated it into pleasure.

“One.” Yoongi’s voice was slightly rougher but he still held his composure otherwise.

Hoseok was trailing his hand down your butt, tracing the letters that had already appeared on your tender skin and trying to soothe the stinging ache. You struggled to concentrate on his soft touches instead of the pain but before you could calm down completely, Hoseok hit you again.

“Two…fuck Hobi do that again, she takes me so deep when you do that.”

Yoongi’s statement caused Hoseok to strike you rapidly for multiple times and you felt hot tears streaming down your cheeks. Hoseok’s treatment had caused you to took Yoongi’s cock as deep as you could, choking yourself on him to try and distract yourself from the white blazing pain from your ass. Yoongi was panting heavily and not counting at all. You whined low in your throat, causing him to look down at you.

“What? Oh…I don’t know…four?”

Hoseok snickered behind you. “Four it is, if you say so.”

You whined again in protest, but both just ignored you.

This went on for a while, you were trying your best to please Yoongi, licking up and down his shaft, tracing the vein on the underside and taking him as deep as you could. While you were doing this, Hoseok was abusing your ass, hitting you over and over again.

Due to Yoongi not really paying attention the number of hits you received was far above the agreed number, you didn’t really count yourself, but it must be close to thirty now. Your ass was bright red, everything hurt, and you were openly sobbing now. This was one of the worst punishments you had ever received, your ass was on fire, but you were sure that you could handle it. You calmed yourself down further at the thought that you could always tap out and use your safe word if they went too far. But the session was far too good to stop it now.

Hoseok had stopped punishing you to give you a moment to breath and you focused all your energy on making Yoongi come. The older grabbed your hair tightly as you bobbed up and down. Yoongi was twitching, holding you tighter and thrusting up into you feverishly. Just as he was about to come, Hoseok delivered one last blow to your already abused ass, which caused you to fall forward, taking Yoongi deep down your throat.

The rapper moaned and with a full body shudder he came in your mouth.

“There you go puppy…you’re such a good girl. Swallow all of it, you got it?”

You hummed around him and yipped once to show your consent. After you swallowed, you pulled back and opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out to show him that it was all gone.

“Good girl.” Yoongi scratched your ears and you wiggled your tail in contentment. You were still in incredible pain but in your current headspace the praise nullified it all.

You heard a thud behind you and suddenly Hoseok was next to you, smoothing out your hair and cupping your cheeks in his big hands.

“Shhhh puppy, it’s going to be okay. Don’t cry.” Hoseok called you puppy again, so you must have done something right, a warm feeling spread through your heart. “Hey, hey look at me. What’s your colour cutie?” You were staring at him for a second, confused until his words registered in your head. You were still feeling fuzzy and ready to slip back into your other headspace, but you could concentrate enough to answer him. “Green, Master.”

He smiled brightly. “Good girl. Now on to your reward.”

They carefully repositioned you on the bed, so you were lying on your back with your head hanging off it. You winced as your butt made contact with the silk sheets, but you worked yourself through the pain and relaxed. They had reversed their positions while moving you and now Hoseok towered over your head while Yoongi had made himself home between your legs.

“We’ll give you a treat, just as promised puppy. Yoongi is going to eat you out, but don’t you dare to cum without permission, got it?” You barked once in understanding. “Good.” Hoseok grinned. “Now open up.”

He pulled down his pants and underwear and proceeded to burry himself deep down your throat. Due to your position he was able to reach deep and he groaned as he saw the outline of his cock through your throat.

You were concentrating so hard on not gagging and pleasing Hoseok that you didn’t notice Yoongi’s breath getting closer to your centre. The first lick of his infamous tongue caught you by surprise and you nearly jumped out of the bed but Yoongi grabbed you by your hips and grounded you to devour your pussy.

He raised his head and looked you dead in the eye.

“Do. Not. Come. I’m serious puppy.” The threat had you gulping, still you nodded which made him go back to his task.

Hoseoks dick bobbing next to your head caught your attention and you immediately opened your mouth again to take him back into your wet cavern. “Good girl. You’re such a good girl, puppy.” His praise only spurred you on and you started to suck him off with more vigour. While you were doing your best to please him, Hoseok reached down to your clamped nipples and played with the chain that connected them. During your punishment you had almost forgotten the offending attachments, but now that he was playing with them again, the sensations came back and hit you like a train. At on particularly hard thrust down your throat, he ripped them off.

The sensation had you screaming, white hot pleasure nearly overwhelming you and you had to concentrate hard on not cumming as the blood rushed back into your abused nipples.

“There you go. Such a good puppy. You did so good.” He groaned, his pupils dilated to the max, only leaving a ring of colour. You looked so cute, sprawled out beneath them and absolutely ruined. Well, not absolutely, but you were nearly there.

Yoongi continued to eat you out with passion, licking long stripes down your whole pussy and sucking at your clit while humming to intensify the pleasure. You felt so good, you thought you were coming apart at the seams. He seemed to notice your growing pleasure as well, but every time you came close to the brink of an orgasm, he stopped all his movements. Hoseok picked up on his game as well and stopped fucking your throat every time Yoongi stopped his ministrations.

They continued edging you and you felt like you were going to combust. You were constantly whining, trapped between the velvety feeling of Yoongi’s rolling tongue, which merciless teased your clit, and the harsh, punishing strokes of Hoseok’s cock as he buried himself again and again down your throat.

You couldn’t speak. You couldn’t think. The only thing you were capable of at the moment was concentrating hard on not cumming and disappointing your master and oppa. They must have felt that you were close to your breaking point because Yoongi was slowly easing up on teasing you and instead just rubbed your bud in slow steady circles.

“You are such a good girl, puppy. You are so good for us. So good.”

Hoseok mirrored Yoongi’s praises but only in an abbreviated and growled version. His thrusts were getting sloppy and with a long groan he came inside of your mouth. You whined as his salty taste flooded your taste buds and you swallowed, sticking out your tongue again to show him that it was all gone.

“Good girl. You did so well, pup. Fuck.”

Hoseok moaned, his dick still hard, ready to go again and you sniffled, looking up at him with a pleading gaze.

During Hoseok’s orgasm, Yoongi didn’t stop his movements and you were crying softly as your orgasm was ripped from you again. Your boyfriends still paid you no mind and just cooed down at your messy form. You looked so broken and ready to be put back together.

“Okay, okay, baby. No more teasing, I promise.” Yoongi petted your outer thigh and stood up.

“Come here, puppy.” Hoseok held out his hand and you shakily hosted yourself up and into his arms. Your muscles didn’t quite work yet, they felt like jelly, and you had to lean on your lover to stabilize yourself. Yoongi pressed himself to your back and you were now sandwiched between their two bodies.

“You did so good. Are you ready to get fucked now, puppy? Are you ready for your real reward?” You nuzzled your head into Hoseok’s neck and nodded to answer Yoongi’s question.

“Good.”

Yoongi knelt down behind you and gently removed the butt plug from your hole while Hoseok distracted you with sweet kisses. You happily returned the kisses, feeling elevated at the soft caresses of Hoseok. The other man groaned deeply as he saw your hole clench and then a small trickle of Namjoon’s cum escaping you.

“Fuck, baby.” He circled your puckered entrance, capturing some of the white liquid and slowly started to fingerfuck you.

“Hurry up, Yoongi!” Hoseok whined. The other just chuckled lowly, retreating his hand and dipping the other into your messy centre to gather some wetness to lube up his dick.

“You ready, princess?”

“Yes, oppa.” You shakily answered, leaning a little bit more on Hoseok to grant Yoongi easier access. He circled your hole before pushing in, sheading himself inside of you with a deep and rasping moan. You echoed his sound and instinctively clenched tightly around him.

“Fuck…you are so tight even after already getting fucked. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl.” He started kissing up and down your neck, nibbling and biting, leaving dark splotches behind.

Hoseok couldn’t wait any longer as well, he hoisted you up so your weight was against Yoongi, draping your legs over his forearms and slowly pushed into your wet pussy. “Fuck. Yoongi. I can feel you. So good. Ugh.” He panted against your damp skin and just enjoyed the feeling of your warm walls around him.

You whimpered, feeling so full, gravity pulling you down onto them and making the whole experience that more intense. After letting yourself adjust for a few moments, you started to wiggle, squirming in their hold to signal that they should start to move. Instantly they both complied. Skipping any form of foreplay due to the pent-up frustration the three of you felt, they immediately started to fuck you hard and fast.

One pushed in while the other pulled out, creating a rhythm that had your sensitive walls trembling and that had you, thanks to Yoongi’s restless teasing earlier, close to orgasm in no time.

“O…O…Oppa. M…m…master. May I…ngh…may I please cum?” You had a hard time forming any words, but they took pity on you.

“You can cum puppy. You can come as often as you want.” Hoseok rasped into your ear, his pace slightly picking up.

“You’ve been such a good little slut, go ahead. Cum for us.” Yoongi reached around your waist and his nimble fingers found your clit, where he started to deftly play with the sensitive bud.

The added pleasure was the last straw and with their permission you came hard on their cocks. For a moment you felt nothing, but the peak of ecstasy and you felt suspended in time, then everything came crushing down on you and waves of pleasure drowned you. It seemed like you were dissolving into nothing, melting to a puddle on the floor, but their hands, kisses and thrusts kept you grounded, chaining you down and allowing you no escape.

You slowly came back to earth, but even after the intense orgasm, they didn’t slow down and trembles of small aftershocks raced through your body. Yoongi hadn’t let up on the touches of your clit and you whined in overstimulation, just now realizing their praises and gentle touches.

“Good girl. Such a good puppy.”

“You are doing so well. We love you. We love you so much”

“You break so pretty. But don’t worry, doll. We’ve got you.”

You whined again, leaning forward to burry your head, which was resting on Yoongi’s shoulder, in Hoseok’s neck, nibbling and biting there to distract yourself.

“There you go. Welcome back, baby. You think you can handle more?” Hoseok kissed your neck and shared a glance with Yoongi as you weakly nodded. They both started to pick up their pace again, now hammering hard inside you.

Your whines, sobs and moans increased in frequency and were also getting louder. The slapping of skin on skin echoing through the whole room. The two rappers were moaning and groaning, lost in the pleasure and the feeling of your velvety walls wrapped around their cocks. They were getting close; you could tell from them loosing their rhythm from time to time and you were not far behind.

“Gonna…gonna cum, puppy.”

“We’ll fill you up so good. You’re going to be dripping from our seed.”

You moaned at their words and clenched hard around them.

They both groaned and Yoongi emptied himself in your tight ass. He stayed still, shaking with aftershocks and watched Hoseok fucking you with a dazed smile on his face.

“Come on, (Y/N). Be a good girl and come with me.” Hoseok had pushed you back against Yoongi again and was leaning down to bite and suck on your puffy nipples. The added stimulation combined with Yoongi’s touch on your clit was enough for you and you let out a loud wail as you came again, causing Hoseok to cum as well.

The three of you stayed still for a few seconds, panting harshly and trying to get down from your climaxes. Yoongi was the first to move and he carefully pulled out of you, still holding you up so you won’t fall. Hoseok turned you around and laid you gently on the bed, pulling out as well. You whined at the empty feeling, feeling drained of all of your energy.

They just stared at you, laying there, an absolute mess, the ears on your head had slipped up a little bit, cum leaking from both of your holes. You looked absolute divine in their eyes. A small whimper coming from you caught their attention.

“Don’t worry love, we got you.” Yoongi sat down next to you as Hoseok grabbed his discarded shirt and quickly wiped himself down.

“What do you think about a nice bath, yeah?” You and Yoongi nodded in affirmation and Hoseok picked you up bridal style to carry you to the attached bathroom. Arriving there, he sat you down on the edge of the huge bath tube and started removing the collar, cuffs and ears. Yoongi was preparing a bath, adding a sweet-smelling bath bomb and grabbing some fluffy towels.

“There you go. Now, your butt is going to sting a bit, but just work through it. We can apply lotion later, okay?” Hoseok’s voice seemed far away, you weren’t quite there yet after such an intense session, but you found yourself nodding along his words.

The hot water of the bath made you hiss, especially as it reached your tender behind, but you worked yourself through it, the heat relaxing your sore muscles. Yoongi and Hoseok climbed in with you, sandwiching you between them. You leaned into their touch as both of them grabbed a washcloth and started to clean you. As Yoongi reached to clean you between your legs, you flinched away slightly and mewled in pain.

“Don’t worry, love. I’ll be gentle, okay?” Yoongi reached out again and you allowed him to clean you, opening your thighs to grand him access.

You let yourself soak in the water and their warm embraces. Your mind still not quite catching up, so you just concentrate on the feeling of the gentle touches from your lovers. They noticed your still absent mind and softly coaxed you out of the water after they finished cleaning. After drying you off, they applied some lotion to your sore butt to soothe the sting. You sighted and happily wiggled your buttocks towards them. They smiled at your cute antics, finding it adorable that you were still in your pet headspace even after everything they did to you.

The two rappers threw on some clothes and dressed you in some boxers, a long comfy shirt and some fuzzy socks.

“Do you need something baby? Water, a snack, cuddles?” Yoongi smiled at your small form. You only nodded and the two of them chuckled. “Okay, let’s go to the others and see what we can do.” Hoseok hoisted you up again and carried you to the living room.

The others were still cramped in there build blanket fort; the only difference were the pizzas laying around.

“Hey guys.” Hoseok took you to the others and placed you and himself in the middle of the bunch. They all cooed at your adorable little form, you instantly snuggled closer to them and they enveloped you in their warmth.

“So, how was your treat?” Jin grinned as Yoongi came back, a bottle of water and a chocolate bar in his hands. “It was good.” He chuckled and handed you the water and sweets. You quickly grabbed onto the items and chugged down some water, unwrapping the bar.

“Just good?” Taehyung raised an eyebrow at Yoongi, who plopped down, joining the cuddle pile. “It was great, thank you.” Hoseok smirked at the others.

“What did you do? Is she still gone?” Namjoon looked over at your still out of it form and then up at Hobi. “Yeah, we did go pretty hard.” He sheepishly smiled. “But she enjoyed it so it’s all gucci.” Yoongi grinned. “We just need some cuddles, pizza and a movie.”

“Well, we can help with that.”

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we should all take a moment to think,

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omFG SAME ENERGY

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The emperor’s pet (Loki x Reader) Chapter 8

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 4500

Warnings: Fluff and Smut

P.O.V. Loki

After you finished your shower, you exited the bathroom quietly, closing the door behind you as slowly and stealthy as you could. You quickly climbed back into his bed, glancing only for a brief moment at his relaxed features, assuming that he was already asleep.

What you didn’t know was, that Loki was laying there with his heart pounding in his chest, his fingers twitching, urging him to finally touch you, to reward you for your obedience, but he controlled himself. He had set the rules himself after all.

You were clearly still flushed and possibly aroused, he could feel your hot skin pressing against his, but you didn’t do anything other than cuddling up to him.

Loki carefully nuzzled closer himself, wanting to touch as much of your body as possible and inhaled your enchanting scent. You had used a jasmine scented oil on your skin and the outcome smelled heavenly while also making your skin soft to the touch.

He couldn’t help himself, but slowly traced circles along your smooth thighs, which sent shivers down your whole being. You shuffled around a bit, trying to get comfortable and Loki snickered in his mind, deciding to not tease you any further and let you rest.

Soon after his tantalizing touch stopped, you fell into a deep slumber, unconsciously moving closer to him yet again and wrapping him up in your whole being.

Loki audibly sighted. He was growing impatient with you. You were so clearly attracted to him, as he was to you, but you just didn’t act on your urges.

He had tried everything, creating those dreams. His first visit was just a way of teasing you, a way to find out more about your whole personality, which often was vulnerable and more open minded during the sleeping and dreaming phase…but then he grew more curious. The second time, he entered your dreams was just to overpower you, to see how you would react to his more dominant side and after that happened and he saw your easy submission, he made sure that you didn’t have any memories of the following dreams.

He visited you again and again, fucked you again and again in every possible scenario, but he wouldn’t let you come. He had to follow his own rules after all.

His goal was clear; he wanted to break you, to destroy all your morals and form you into a mindless, obedient pet. He wanted to find your core, he wanted to see what you really were made off. You had to be evil after all, there was no perfect mortal, no one that was good.

But what did he find instead?

After breaking down all your inner walls, after going so deep into your subconsciousness that he found your deepest secrets and desires, he found nothing evil at all.

Instead he found his counterpart, his other half; broken and depressed just like he was, and you became his sanctuary, his salvation.

Even without you actively noticing it, you had been the fix point in his life and all the small gestures of kindness that you offered him only deepened this feeling.

Loki chuckled lowly, what a fool he had become; fallen for some human girl.

But it didn’t matter, should the whole court laugh about him and his decisions. He would gladly punish those, who even dared to look at you in a way that didn’t suit him.

Mother, I must have lost it. The only thing on my mind is her.

He snickered again, burying his nose in your hair and pulling you closer to him. Your small frame stirred beneath him and quickly he placed his hand on your forehead, letting the threads of his magic appear and sent you back into your dreamscape.

He pulled away from you slightly and looked down at your softened features. In your sleep, when nothing worried you and your face was completely relaxed, you looked even more innocent than on other occasions.

To know to what scandalous acts he could bring you only fuelled the fire threatening to burn him alive. What would he give to feel your utter submission in the real world, to feel your heavenly body pressed against his as he brought you to ecstasy.

Loki sighted, he could feel his hardening length pressing up against you, you had turned around and now your behind was pressing firmly against him. It didn’t help either that you had unconsciously began to rub yourself against him, only making him harder in the process.

He tightened his grip on you, holding you firmly pressed against his body and allowed himself one role of his hips against yours, he groaned; this felt too good.

Then he slowly separated himself from you and climbed out of the bed, making sure that you were still covered in the warm, fuzzy blankets.

After tugging you in safely, he snapped his fingers. His magic swirled around his form, shifting his clothes until he wore soft training gear. Some dark brown pants, brown boots, a green tunic and a breast plate made out of stiffened leather decorated the god. Two daggers appeared on a belt on his hip and he silently slipped out of his chambers, not daring to look back at you. He felt that he would loose himself, if he saw your small form curled up in his bed again.

Loki closed the door after his departure and leaned down against it, he sighted softly, tilting his head back until it fell against the dark wood with a low thud.

What have you done to him?

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he began to walk down towards the training area. Because it was late at night, no one was there and he didn’t feel like waking up some guards, so he conjured up a few doppelgangers of himself to train with him.

He twirled his daggers around and charged.

For a short amount of time, he was able to distract himself, but his thoughts kept wandering back to you. He thought about your whole being, your actions, your wishes; about everything.

What were you doing to him? What were you feeling? Why didn’t you act on your feelings?

He heaved out a frustrated sigh, he couldn’t concentrate on training anymore and it was getting rather late. Loki snapped his fingers and his doppelgangers disappeared.

Slowly, he made his way back to his chambers, but instead of going back to bed with you, he entered the library. Choosing a book to read, he sat down in front of a window and watched the stars wander over the dark sky.

He couldn’t face you right now.

 P.O.V. (Y/n) – the next day

You woke up from a dreamless slumber, missing the warmth of Loki next to you, but you could have sworn, that you had heard Loki’s voice and felt his touch upon your skin.

Stretching your arms over your had, you rose from the bed, still slightly disoriented, and looked around. No sight of the Norse god.

You were confused but paid it no mind as you stood up and went to the bathroom to refresh yourself.

After doing so, you re-entered the bed chamber, still only dressed in a towel after the much needed shower, and found another dress lying ready for you to wear on the bed.

You unconsciously smiled to yourself. It had become a normal and daily reoccurrence for you that Loki would choose for you what to wear and you didn’t mind the random appearing clothes anymore.

The dress was beautiful, it was a dark green, multi-layered gown made of a light, flowy material which shimmered in the early sunlight. Next to it was a leathern breast plate with an attached shoulder piece. It was decorated with patterns which faintly reminded you of Loki’s magic and you realized that it was an Asgardian gown, fit for royalty itself.

You were astonished by this fact. Why would he hand such a beautiful and precious dress to you?

Still, you didn’t think too much about it and put the whole thing on.

It took you some time to figure out the different straps of the armour piece, but after a few minutes of fiddling, you succeeded in putting it on.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and froze.

The dress fitted you perfectly, the different layers flowing around your body and accentuating the shape of your body.

The tone of the dress was beautiful; the green reminded you of the woods and pure nature and in between the green threads, there were golden threads embedded, which gave the whole fabric a certain movement and shimmer. The piece of armour complemented the whole assemble wonderfully.

And as a last piece, you put on the golden collar.

Satisfied with your whole appearance, you smoothed out the fabric, amazed by the fluent movement and the structure of the fabric. It was cool and flowed trough your hands like water, shimmering in the light.

Giggling to yourself you swished the fabric around and shifted yourself around to get a good look.

 P.O.V. Loki

As he entered his chambers to search for you, Loki stopped dead in his tracks.

You were standing in front of the huge mirror, clad like a true goddess…like his queen.

Turning around to him and giving your robes a good twirl, which send them in a flying frenzy of green and gold, you stared up at him; a huge smile on your face.

He was speechless.

You looked even more beautiful than he imagined it, when he chose the dress for today. And the collar…the symbol of his ownership…no, the symbol of your bound for eternity.

He shuddered, chills running up and down his spine.

 P.O.V. (Y/n)

Loki was still just standing there and watching you. Rooted to one spot since he stormed in mere seconds ago. You could feel a blush crawling up your neck, heating up your face.

Why was he staring at you like that?

Your own gaze dropped down to the floor and you shifted shyly in your spot.

This seemed to awaken the Norse god and he took a few steps towards you, only halting his movements when he stood right in front of you.

“You are awake, and you already dressed up. I was just…” He trailed off, lost yet again in the sight of your smooth skin and seemingly glowing features.

You sneaked a glance up at him. There was something in his eyes…was that…admiration? He was looking at you in awe, or so it seemed.

What is that in his eyes? It almost seemed like…love?

No, that’s impossible. Even if you felt like that, he would never return your feelings.

Or would he?

You weren’t sure anymore.

While you were lost in your thoughts, Loki had caught himself again.

“I left earlier the night to train…and then I read in the library.”

“I see.”

You nodded and fiddled with the upper layer of your dress.

Loki observed your movement for a few moments and bit his lip.

“Do you…” He trailed off, suddenly looking unsure.

“Do you maybe want to go out and visit the palace’s gardens with me?”

He wasn’t looking in your direction but was seemingly more interested in a spot on his clothes.

Your head shot up, surprise clearly written over your face. He never suggested anything like this before and his tone also sounded more soft and sincere than ever.

The only room you had visited so far or have been allowed to, besides his chambers, was the throne room.

Excitement flooded your veins and you stepped forward, grabbing his hand and beamed up at him.

“I would love that.”

Your burst of excitement caused the god to snap his head towards you and shot you a questioning glance, but when your own expression didn’t falter, a sincere smile stretched across his own face.

Without another word, he tightened his grip on your hand and led you out of the room.

After wandering through several corridors, he opened a small wooden door, which led outside. Suddenly the both of you were standing in between a bunch of different coloured flowers.

Your senses were bombarded by many different smells and colours and you excitedly took some steps forward, turning around to seek confirmation for your future actions from Loki.

He smiled encouragingly and nodded towards you.

You squeaked, turned around again and made your way deeper into the gardens with Loki hot on your heels.

The gardens were amazing. There were so many plants that you didn’t recognize, and they all seemed to glow and were coloured in far more tones than you were familiar with from the ones on earth.

You explored all day, streaking through fields of flowers, labyrinths of solid hedges and small forests consisting of exotic plants.

 P.O.V. Loki

Taking you outside and visiting the Asgardian gardens with you was the best idea he ever had.

A smile was constantly edged on your face and your gaze moved excitedly from one foreign plant to another.

The Norse god chuckled in amusement when you started to chase a butterfly that was as big as your hand and coloured in soft shades of blue.

As the sound reached your ears, you spun around, facing him and pouted at the god.

His laughter stopped immediately, which sent a triumphant smile over your face.

Little did you know, that Loki had a hard time keeping it together, forcing himself to be rooted to one spot.

How could you be so cute. If you kept acting like that you were going to drive him insane.

You were acting so cute and innocent, your eyes sparkling with joy and wonder.

After striving through the gardens for some time, you arrived in a field of flowers and Loki used his magic to make a blanket and a basket full of food appear.

You smiled at him.

“You organized a picnic.”

He blushed but nodded, feeling his heart leap in his chest as your smile hit him. Ignoring the feeling, Loki sat down and gestured for you to do the same.

You mimicked his movement and organized your gown, moving it so it was splayed out all around your body.

While you got comfortable, Loki unpacked the food from the small basket.

Letting his gaze sweep back towards you, he nearly had another heart attack. You held your face towards the sun, the soft beams of light illuminated your features, tinting you in a gleaming yellow light. At this moment you truly looked like the incarnation of beauty itself.

By Odin! Don’t get all poetic and sappy now.

Ignoring you for the sake of his sanity, Loki opened a bottle of wine, pouring two glasses and handed one to you.

With a softly muttered thanks and a smile, you accepted it and let the rich liquid trickle down your throat.

 Time skip to the evening

After your adventures that day, you were back in Loki’s chambers, already laying down in his spacious bed.

The Norse god was reading, while you were already asleep, snuggled close to him and wrapped around his body.

You had been sleeping for quite some time now and Loki was getting ready to join you in your dreamscape but was startled by you starting to roll over and tossing around next to him.

First, he was annoyed, because he was tired as well and just wanted to go to sleep, but soon grew anxious, thinking that you might have another nightmare.

He contemplated with himself for a second if he should just invade your privacy…

You already did that countless times, it wouldn’t matter if you do it one more time.

Convinced by himself he decided that he would rather face your wrath than let you suffer right next to him without doing something.

Crucial in his decision was the fact that you were whimpering his name and Loki couldn’t just resist your sweet call.

He gently touched your forehead and was instantly teleported into your dream. He expected everything to be black and white, blood scattered across the floor and you weeping in a corner, but to his surprise he came face to face with a beautiful scene in the middle of a forest. Large trees surrounded a small clearing, which was spotted with the most beautiful sorts of flowers he had ever seen. A petty pond was situated in the background and next to it a blanket.

But what stunned him the most were the two figures lying there. It was you…and him. And his dream-self was hovering over your smaller form like a lover normally would. He was kissing down your neck and noticed that one hand had disappeared between your robes and judging by your moans, he knew exactly what his double was doing.

Quite frankly, he was shocked; rooted to his place, he didn’t dare to move.

He didn’t…he didn’t conjure this dream. This must be your doing.

Slowly a big toothy grin was forming on his face.

This was just perfect.

 P.O.V. Reader

You were pretty sure you were dreaming again. One second you were cuddling next to the god of mischief and in the next moment you were wandering around in a beautiful garden. You kept strolling through the exotic plants until they became small trees, which then became larger and larger and suddenly you found yourself in a clearing with a beautiful pond in the middle of it.

A huge tree with deep red leaves was growing right next to the small lake and a plaid blanket was laid down beneath the low dipping branches. Fruits, bread and cheese were laid out on some plates and two glasses filled with wine framed the calming scene.

You glanced around, but no one was in sight, so you just sat down on a cushion.

What is this? Is this Loki’s doing? But it feels different…could this be just a normal dream? But why were you aware that this WAS a dream?

You were confused.

But it had to be a dream. The colours of everything seemed too intense, they faded and came together again while everything was glazed over with a hazy shimmer and you couldn’t really concentrate on anything longer than a few seconds.

Suddenly remembering something, you glanced down at your body and found yourself wearing the same dress that Loki had given to you earlier this day. As your eyes travelled up again, you detected a tall figure stepping out from behind the tree.

It was Loki and he was clad in a long black robe, the material similar to the one from your dress with silver linings and decorations.

This was a new colour on him.

It suited him.

“Well hello there, princess.” He stepped closer to you, standing right in front of you, so you had to crane your neck to be able to look him into his eyes. Loki tilted his head. “What brings you here to this place? Alone, so deep in the woods?”

A cheshire grin overtook his features and he slightly bend down to you.

You on the other hand could only stare at him. Your mind was fuzzy, and you could only stare at the god in front of you.

He straightened his posture again, still wearing the large grin.

“Cat got your tongue?”

The god smirked down at your seated form and you immediately curled into yourself, embarrassed by your actions, or the lack thereof.

You heard a deep chuckle from above you, which sent shivers down your whole body, concentrating itself between your thighs.

You unconsciously rubbed your legs together and didn’t notice the darkened gaze from the god above you as you timidly gestured to the other cushion on the opposite of you.

“Please, sit down and dine with me.”

You had gathered your thoughts and smiled at Loki.

He immediately followed your request and popped a ripe grape into his mouth. You watched his lips close around the sweet fruit and sucking it into his mouth. You shuddered again in delight this time, remembering what he had felt like, when he used his mouth on you.

As if sensing your thoughts, Loki put another grape into his mouth and leaned over to you, pushing the cold fruit against your closed lips. Instinctively you opened them and bit down, the rich and sweet taste flooding all your senses.

You had closed your eyes and as you opened them again, you noticed that Loki was still hovering close to you.

You saw his lidded eyes and noticed his heavy breathing, your gaze flickering from his green orbs to his plush lips and back up again. As you reconnected your eyes, you found his even darker, leaving you alone to drown in a dark pool of lust.

Before you could do or say anything else, you found yourself pinned to the ground, Loki towering dark and intimidating above you.

You could just stare up at him, until your hand rose on its own accord till you were able to trace over his face, from his temple down to his lips where it lingered and traced its shape.

Loki took your small hand into his own, lifting it closer to his lips and pressed soft kisses down on your palm, moving down to your wrist.

The light touches sent butterflies raging in your stomach and you blushed, turning your head to the side, only peaking back at Loki when he stilled his movements.

The hungry gaze that met your eyes sent you spiralling down into another abyss. He would certainly be your downfall.

The Norse god was now kneeling between your legs and one hand sneaked slowly up your thigh until his fingers were tracing the hem of your panties. His deep green eyes watched your every expression and every twitch of your muscles. He seemed amused and entranced at the same time.

After studying your writhing form for another torturous moments, he finally leaned down and his soft lips met yours, both moving together like a well-known dance.

Your eyes fluttered close, only to open wide again the second you felt cold air hitting your dripping centre. The god smirked at you, he must have used his magic to discard your panties so easily.

Scooting down, he was now kneeling between your legs, but he didn’t move, he just stared hungrily at your dripping pussy.

Squirming beneath his heated gaze, you whimpered slightly.

“Loki, please.”

His eyes travelled back up to your face.

“Patience my dear.” He just chuckled.

The whine that tore from you quickly turned into a startled gasp as the god idly traced your lower lips with two fingers. He deliberately avoided your bundle of nerves and you could feel your frustration growing. The measured movements of his deft fingers were driving you crazy, turning your brain to mush. You couldn’t take his teasing any longer.

“Please…please. Touch me properly, my king.”

You could hear a sharp intake of breath and before you could raise your head to observe the god, he pushed two fingers in your wet entrance, causing you to arch your back in pleasure.

Both of you groaned.

“You are dripping, princess. You’re already so wet.” You could hear his grin. “Is all of this for me?”

The only answer you managed was a high pitched keen, which ripped a dark chuckle from the god’s throat.

“That’s right, princess. This is all for me. So just lean back and enjoy.”

And with that you could feel his tongue circle your clit, before he closed his lips around your enlarged bud and sucked hard.

Your mind went blank and a broken moan escaped your lips. Pleasure caused through your veins, making your toes curl and your causing your whole body to shudder.

His movements were slow, but deep, hitting spots deep inside you that only amplified the pleasure you were already experiencing.

His fingers combined with your tongue, his talented silver tongue, had you spiralling towards an orgasm in no time.

Loki’s pace quickened as he felt your walls tightened around your fingers, his other hand coming up to your hips and pressing you down, so he had complete control over your movements.

You were slowly losing your mind, the knot in your stomach was tightening and you felt your orgasm creeping closer and closer.

You raised your head and you locked eyes with Loki, but not with the Loki kneeling between your legs, but a Loki standing at the edge of the woods, who smirked satisfied at your astonished form.

You squealed, a high-pitched sound escaping your mouth and shot up. Suddenly, you were sitting upright in a bed, an amused Norse god right next to you.

“Well, that was quite the interesting dream you had there, my pet.” He snickered.

Groaning deeply, you rolled around and hid your face in the soft pillows. You were still in a haze, the dream, the pleasure, Loki. All of it blurred together in a whirlwind of emotions, you could just feel.

The man next to you moved closer until he was whispering in your ear.

“And all of it on your own.” He purred. “I didn’t have to move a single finger.”

Hot embarrassment shot through your veins, but there was also a dull ache between your legs. It had been so fucking long since you last came, and the constant throb of your clit was starting to make you really agitated.

You could practically feel the wetness between your legs. It soaked your panties and you even felt it stick to your thighs.

You groaned, the urge to come grew constantly and you slowly moved your hips to relieve the ache at least a little bit. It didn’t help.

You could always ask him.

No, you cannot do that. It would seal your fate.

But it felt so right, being with him felt so right.

“Princess…” Loki was talking to you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to concentrate on his voice and as he trailed a hand from your neck down your spine, a jolt of pleasure jumped through you.

Fuck it.

You want this…you need this. You need him.

“Loki.” You moaned.

You could feel him stiffen next to you, his hand retracting from your back, but continued without missing a breath.

“Please.” You whimpered. “Please touch me, my king. Please, I beg you.”

Even in your ears your voice sounded pathetic, weak and breathless, but you didn’t care, you needed this. “I want to feel you…here…in the real world.”

You pushed yourself up and turned around, looking straight into the god’s eyes.

“Please Loki.”

He was silent for a moment. Then you heard a low chuckle.

“Finally. Fucking finally. My princess…my queen. Your wish shall be my command.”

He stared down at you, his eyes full of admiration and love.

Then he bent down and kissed you, soft and slow.

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The emperor’s pet (Loki x Reader) Chapter 7

Hello, It is me. I am back from the dead. I just didn’t felt the urge to continue this fic for so long, but now I am ready. I made up my mind and will finished it. Before the break, I wasn’t happy with my story planning and I didn’t want to force myself to just write something down.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 4033

Warnings: slightly NSWF, suggestive themes;D

You slept rather well that night, in fact, all nights were spent quite peacefully after that one night you shared your deepest fears with Loki. Neither nightmares nor sexual encounters with the God of Mischief plagued you. And all that thanks to Loki.

Another thing that you noticed is that your general relationship also changed after this night. First there were only small things that caught your attention. You were allowed to sleep in his bed all the time, with his warm and tall form wrapped comfortably around you. This lulled you to sleep easily every night.

You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t know what to think. If someone would have asked you to describe your relationship with the Norse god, you would have answered that it was complicated. You still considered yourself his pet and he kept ordering you around and showing you off like a priced possession, but on the other hand you shared so much more.

The side of him that you discovered that one night, this open, concerned and lovable side, you couldn’t forget it.

And a part of you wanted more. And this feeling frightened you the most.

Nowadays, Loki often left you behind in his chambers and came back late. In those dark and still moments, your thoughts wandered to dark and hidden places. The possibility of fully accepting his proposal, of truly becoming his pet, completely giving in to his demands and his whole persona circled your thoughts at a higher frequency, but you couldn’t put up the courage to talk to Loki about this topic and part of you was too stubborn to ask for more, to give in. You were his prisoner after all. But reminding yourself of that became more and more difficult.

You couldn’t bring yourself to admit it, but you finally found your place, you found a place where you belong. But you were still torn. Weren’t the Avengers your real family? Hadn’t you found home there first. Hadn’t you found a new home with them?

But what about Loki? A quiet voice in the back of your head asked. He cares and he can protect you. If they knew that he doesn’t mean any harm to you, wouldn’t they be happy for you and support your decisions?

You shook your head, you couldn’t deal with all those thoughts right now. You would sort them out later…or never.

Loki felt that something plagued your mind, but he didn’t inquire after it. He wanted to give you time. He wanted you to come to him on your own accord. And you could take every amount of time you needed, even if his fingertips ached to touch you properly.

That day, you and Loki were in the throne room again. Today you were wearing a long light grey gown with the inside linked in dark green. Surprisingly, your gowns were getting longer. They no longer make you feel and appear like a mere slave, but you feel almost properly dressed for the royal court. You appreciated this change, but you didn’t dare to inquire further. You didn’t want to deal with the reason behind Loki’s actions. To go beyond the simple acceptance of the kind gestures would mean to deal with the consequences and you weren’t ready for that.

The main topic today was the growing resistance, especially the group, who called themselves Anonymity. First, you weren’t concerned, because you were sure that Loki could easily overpower them if he wished, but the god himself was annoyed, because the warriors he sent were all defeated by those mere mortals.

After the general audience in the throne room, there was a smaller meeting in a side room with some Asgardian noblemen and different officers of the royal army. The room itself was beautiful and you found yourself yet again mesmerized by the architecture and the furniture of the Asgardian culture. A huge part of the room was taken by a wooden desk with a mag of what you made out as the different realms. As you looked closer, it seemed to move. Zooming in and out on different parts of the map. Large windows framed the whole room. They let the people in the room look in every direction and gave a great overview of the surrounding landscape. You detected other maps, stocked on shelves, which were squeezed between the windows, and as your gaze wandered upwards, you spotted a star map, painted on the ceiling. But the piece that stunned you the most was the mosaic that was embedded into the floor. It showed Yggdrasil accompanied by the different realms and creatures that lived there. It was truly magnificent.

You were brought out of your amazement as a familiar deep voice spoke up.

“This can’t go on forever.” Loki had taken off his helmet and his long black hair fell over his darkened eyes. You were standing next to him, slightly behind him on his right side. Keeping your head down and not daring to look anyone in the eyes. They all ignored you anyways. In their eyes you were nothing more than an insignificant little slave girl clad in pretty clothes to amuse their king.

“I am sorry, my king.” One of the men stepped forward. “They have very strong weapons, we think that they are supported by someone, who knows exactly to fight the Asgardian troops.”

Loki sighted and pushed his hair back with his hand. You saw the determination that flooded his eyes and a powerful aura seemed to manifest around him. You could almost see his magic swirling and twirling around the god, giving him a holy glow by tinting his features in a greenish light. You blinked and shook your head lightly. The threats of magic disappeared.

“My king!” Another warrior kneeled in front of him. “We tried everything, but we couldn’t…”

He was silenced by a wave of Loki’s hand.

“I will personally take care of this. We shall no longer plague ourselves with this small inconvenience.”

He straightened his posture once again and seemed to loom tall and dark over every other being in the conference room.

“You are all dismissed.” Loki bowed over the map on the table and began to study it intensely.

The nobleman, advertisers and warriors left the room in a haste, not wanting to anger their king by acting against his will. Many of them seemed surprised that he would even consider taking matters in his own hands, but Loki’s actions were set and no one would dare to go against the king.

As soon as the room was empty and the door was closed, the god turned around to your small form and bend down, so he was at your height. He was staring right into your eyes as if he was searching for something…

You felt uneasy and squirmed under his intense gaze, looking everywhere but in his direction.

A wide smirk stretched across his handsome face.

“I’ve got to handle this, princess. Are you going to be okay with staying on your own for a little while?”

Your gaze snapped back to him in an instant, you were confused.

Why was he asking that now? He hadn’t been concerned with you staying alone before…What does this mean? Was he really…concerned for your wellbeing? You were just a mere pet…something inferior to him…not an equal…

You decided that this was just another change that should be silently accepted and not investigated further.

You casted your eyes downwards again, twirling your fingers. “I’ll be fine, my king.”

You could feel Loki shift in front of you and soon felt two fingers grasping your chin and your head being tilted upwards, your eyes met astounding green ones. Loki studied your face for a few moments, but to you it seemed like an eternity. The depths of the ponds that were Loki’s eyes captured you again, quickly pulling you under. A maelstrom with a force that you couldn’t possibly withstand. You had unconsciously shifted closer to him and Loki’s hand had travelled down from your chin to your neck, slightly holding you in place. The two of you were captured in a loop, neither of you able to break free. Neither of you able to make sense to the changings that surrounded you wherever you went.

Loki’s gaze deepened and he applied a little bit more pressure to your neck, which made you in turn exhale with a deep shudder. This broke you out of your trance and both of you averted your eyes.

Loki sighted again, softly this time. It almost sounded like it was laced with a breathy chuckle and as you looked up from your feed, you noticed that you were back in the personal chambers of the god.

You looked questioningly at the man in front of you.

“I want to know that you’re safe. You won’t leave my chambers. You are free to roam around in here, you can go and do whatever you wanna do, as long as you don’t leave my chambers. Do you understand that, pet?”

His aura had changed again, the dominance practically oozing off of him, but under all those layers of cold behaviour, you could feel something else. It almost seemed as if he was protective…even possessive…wanting nothing more than to have you to himself and to himself alone.

“I…I understand. I won’t go anywhere.”

He smiled at your compliance.

“Good girl.”

This sent a shiver down your spine and caused your cheeks to heat up instantly.

Loki noticed your flustered state and grinned to himself. He hugged you tightly, leaving you even more confused and startled, before turning away from you and stepping towards the door.

While doing so, his whole form changed, and you watched in amazement as his skin colour turned blue and fine lines of a little paler blue were ornamenting his face.

His eyes were swamped with a crimson red, the green completely involved with the deep and rich colour.

The temperature in the room visibly dropped and your breath came out in white puffs.

On further inspection you noticed, that his armour also changed again. He wasn’t wearing the one you were already familiar with, but one in a dark green tone, far more complex and interlaced than the last one and also bulkier. He looked amazing, like a warrior straight out a fantasy novel.

Concentrate (Y/n)!

You found yourself staring longer at him than need and the God of mischief also noticed your lingering gaze and your sparkling eyes, a small hesitating smile graced his features, but it wasn’t cocky like usually. Instead he looked almost unsure, as if this new form didn’t sent tingles down to your centre and conjured up a new bunch of filthy fantasies in your mind.

Is he…afraid that you won’t accept him?...think less of him now that you had seen his other half.

As if you would ever think of him as ugly.

Before you could voice your appreciation, Loki was out of the door, sparing one last glance at you.

 Time Skip to the evening of the next day 

It took a whole day for Loki to reappear again and when he did, you were quite shocked by his sudden appearance.

You were laying on the bed and reading a book. You had built a lair out of blankets an cushions to keep you save, at least to keep you save from your own mind. This one night without your companion, you had felt lonely. No one was there to keep your dreams at bay and while it didn’t go out of hand, you still felt an uneasiness creeping through your whole being.

As soon as Loki entered the chambers, you jumped out of your safe haven and ran towards him.

“Loki! You are ba…”

You stopped dead in your tracks as you noticed his whole appearance. He was covered in blood. Red painted his armour, his face. It stained his hair, his hands…his hands that were stretched out towards you.

You flinched and took an involuntary step back, trembling slightly.

You didn’t notice the pained expression that flashed over Loki’s features, before a mask of indifference hid his emotions.

You took a shaky breath and tried to calm yourself.

This was Loki. He wouldn’t hurt you. This is just blood…Wait! Is he hurt?

“Loki…” Now there was concern written all over your face and you took some quick steps towards him and inspecting him. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

Your voice only trembled slightly, and your eyes quickly scanned every patch of skin that was available to your watchful gaze.

He chuckled quietly at your fanatic attics, a joyful gleam back in his eyes.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry (Y/n).”

You looked up at him and blushed slightly. He had used your name again, instead of using some sort of pet name for you.

Why does this affect you so much?

“My pet, would you help me getting cleaned up?”

His question put you out of your stupor and you took another step towards him, now taking his hand into your smaller one. His body temperature had become normal again.

“Of course, my king.” You replied, smiling softly as you easily felt back into your role as his servant. The part with you being concerned over him should be buried deep down in your own soul.

He smiled at your compliance and easy behaviour and lead you into the bathroom.

“Undress me.”

You blushed furiously at this statement.

“W…what?” You sputtered, feeling your ear heat up even more.

“You heard me loud and clear, princess. And draw a bath while you’re at it.”

Completely at ease with the situation and seemingly ignoring your flushed state, he leaned back a little bit and relaxed.

You weren’t caught in your blushing state for long and gave yourself a mental slap. Deciding that just obeying his demands was the best strategy, you turned your back to him and ran a bath. You added some vanilla scented oils and watched with glee as the bubbles started to bloom and form castles out of thin air.

Still, you couldn’t watch this spectacle for long. You filled your mind with positive thoughts and determination and turned around again, facing your other task at hand.

You couldn’t look Loki into his eyes and instead focused on the maze of straps that hold his armour together. You couldn’t really decide where to start and your hands uncertainly hovered over the crimson tinted plates.

“You have to start at some point, my pet. This won’t come off on its own.” Loki mocked your frozen form.

Your cheeks reddened again.

That bastard! He could easily just snip his fingers and make this stupid armour disappear with his magic, but instead he chose to torment you with this task.

You huffed and put your hands to use. Untangling the armour and freeing the god piece after piece from his confinement, you soon felt into a rhythm. Once you found the starting point, it all came off rather quickly.

Beneath the heavy armour, he wore a light green tunic and you stopped your movements again for a split second before taking off the garment as well.

Loki noticed your quick hesitation of course but decided to not comment on it any further.

After you discarded the tunic, he was standing in front of you in just his underwear, which were just some black satin boxers to your surprise.

Your eyes were strictly trained on his face and you couldn’t help but ask yourself why you were doing this, you had seen him naked before…you even fucked.

It isn’t the same. Those…those were dreams…but this…this is real…this is the real world.

Loki sensed your distress and chuckled.

“I am able to take off the rest by myself. Thank you, my pet.”

He turned around and quickly discarded his boxers. You swiftly closed your eyes and didn’t dare to open them again until you heard a soft splattering noise.

When you opened your eyes, the god of mischief was already staring at you. He was submerged in the water, just his head and shoulders peeking out of the mountains of bubbles.

His expression wore an expecting notion and you hesitantly took a step closer.

Quickly you grasped a soft sponge and started to wash off the blood that blemished Loki’s pale skin. Your movements were light and unsteady at first but grew more daring the more time you spend cleaning him. You proceeded to rinse out his silky hair and the water slowly turned into a light pink.

You worked in silence, keeping your movements slow and steady to not hurt or anger the god.

“How…how did it go?”

You couldn’t bear the silence any longer and decided to speak up.

“What do you think?” He snapped. “With me returning like this?”

You flinched back slightly, momentarily pausing all your movements.

His tone was cold and emotionless, scaring you.

Have you overstepped your boundaries? Did you do something wrong?

You just wanted to please him after all…

“I’m sorry.” Your voice sounded small, even to yourself and you hesitantly started your movements again.

“No…no.” He sighted. “I’m sorry (Y/n). It’s just…it has been a long day and I am sick of the people not understanding that I mean no harm. I wanna rule them, of course, but I also want to protect them…”

You were stunned by his confession; your hand had stopped moving and lingered on his shoulder.

He sounded broken, almost sad.

You couldn’t bear the sight in front of you and without thinking too much about it, you pulled the god into a tight hug.

First, he stiffened, his whole body locking up and you were sure, that he would pull away and punish you for being so straight forward, but soon he relaxed into your embrace.

What were you doing?

You’re making him happy…that’s all that matters.

You nuzzled even closer to him, not caring that your clothes were getting wet and Loki rested his chin on top of your head.

“Thanks princess.”

He smiled softly down at you and separated the two of you, standing up. Quickly your gaze shifted to your feed and you uneasily twiddled your fingers in your lap.

With a snap of his fingers he was dressed again in a dark green robe with golden linings and you could hear the gurgling sound of the disappearing water in the background.

Loki was now standing next to you and pulled you up into a standing position.

“You should shower as well, beautiful.”

He grinned down at your smaller frame and disappeared through the bathroom door.

You slowly nodded, even though he couldn’t possibly have seen that.

Taking a moment to compose yourself, you sighted and discarded your clothes. Loki is right, you haven’t set a foot in the shower since his departure and you probably reek.

You stepped into the large shower on the other side of the bathroom and turned it on. Hot water cascades over your tense body and you instantaneously felt all your muscles relax.

You sighted.

What was happening? Why were you feeling this way? This was just confusing…were you…were you falling in love with Loki?

No…that couldn’t be it.

You already are in love with him, dumbass. A voice in the back in your head whispered.

You shook your head and pressed your forehead against the cold tiles of the shower. The contrasting temperature is nice, and your thoughts wander back to Loki and also to his other form. How would he feel if he touched you like this? Would his fingers be cold, creating a harsh difference to your hot body? A shiver of excitement wrecked through your boy.

You felt your hands travel down your body, softly stroking up and down your sides. You’re in a haze. You’re not sure if you are moving your hands on your own accord or if you are under some kind of spell, but you don’t care. It just felt so good and your head is flooded by images of the green-eyed god. Tempting you in all variations possible and pulling you down your hazy mind.

Your hands travel towards your breasts, pinching and circling your nipples and you bite your lip, trying to stifle any sounds that could possibly escape.

What would he feel like? Here, in the real world? What would happen if he just stepped into the shower? Would he punish you for your disobedience?

Well, technically, rule number two just says no cumming without permission, so…

What difference does that even make?

You don’t care.

One of your hands travelled down your stomach, tracing your curves and slowly dipped into your wet centre. You supressed a moan and started to slowly circle your clit with one of your fingers, keeping the touch lightly and nearly not there.

Your breath hitched and <our other hand quickly shot up to keep your mouth shut. You leaned your body more onto the cold marble and found relieve in the icy tiles.

The contact cleared the haze that steadily fogged your mind. You were certain now, that Loki was moving your fingers somehow, because you on your won wouldn’t be able to tease yourself to such an extend while being that aroused.

Your fingers pinched your swollen clit and you couldn’t help but let a soft mewl escape your plush lips.

What the hell am I doing? What the hell is HE doing?

This feels so good.

You trembled, a second finger had joined the first and now you were drawing rough figure eights on your clit. You could feel your orgasm coming closer and closer, the knot in your stomach curling tighter and tighter.

He wouldn’t allow you to…would he?

No…you haven’t begged him yet and you definitely wouldn’t disobey him.

It took you all your strength, but you pulled your hands back and steadied your shaking body. You could feel your impending orgasm slowly fading away, leaving a dull throb and a feeling of utter nonsatisfaction behind.

Still shaking, you grabbed the soap and began to clean yourself, carefully avoiding the area between your thighs.

 Loki P.O.V.

He couldn’t help himself.

You were just too tempting, first showing all this concern, then even hugging him and comforting him, without even thinking about it. And now you were there…behind this door…standing naked in the shower.

He just couldn’t resist.

As he leaned back on the bed, Loki closed his eyes and took hold of your hands, sending you in a haze of pleasure and want.

He started to move them to his own liking. First just teasing you by running them all over your wet body, but after some time he became bolder and started to fondle your breasts, even pinching your sensitive nipples.

After some time of teasing, he grew restless, and took his game a step further. He moved one of your hands down to your womanhood and started to tease you there as well.

Soon he heard the results of his (or your) treatment. Your breath hitched and a soft mewl could be heard. He grinned, you made the prettiest sounds when you were aroused. He could feel his hardened length throbbing inside his pants.

He groaned softly, if only you would finally accept the special bound the two of you shared and begged him to touch you.

It all laid in your small hands and he craved nothing more than your sweet sounds and soft skin.

Loki snapped out of his daydream as he felt you growing closer and readied himself for another withdraw, which would leave you aching all over again, but to his surprise, you were already struggling against his hold and with a light huff, he released you.

Loki was astonished by your behaviour and your strength and quickly dipped into your mind, where he only caught one thought:

You wouldn’t disobey him!

He was stunned by that and leaned back on the bed, his hands covering his eyes.

Quietly he laughed and pulled his hands behind his head. He stared up at the ceiling.

You were too perfect.

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@princess-of-the-fandoms

@taco-lover05

@mikithekiki

@wildest-dreams-at-midnight

@lokis-little-kitten

@purpleshowers

@artistxalex

@may-betching

@thegoddessnyx02

@blackcat995

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Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor, Fair Ravenclaw, from glen, Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad, Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

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TV Shows GIF Tag

So, I was tagged by @sarahivi to post 10 GIFs from my 10 favorite TV shows, so here we go:D

I´ll tag @musiclovertjeever, @starscreamloki and @midnight-queen-1

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Aesthetic: Connor (Detroit: Become Human)

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Luther: Watch as I hold the whole world in my arms.

Kara: ???

Luther: *hugs Kara*

Kara [softly]: Oh…