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”Real” Man

hiii lovelies!!! so this is my first george weasley x reader story (yes i still write for loki), and i’m rlly excited to get into it soooo yeah send me some requests😚😚

Draco has the audacity to tell your boyfriend that he isn’t a “real man” after a gryffindor victory. George makes sure to vocalise how funny he finds this as he is pleasuring you later that same evening.

Warnings: Muggleborn Ravenclaw reader (for the plot), cursing, unprotected sex, praise kink, George in general, nicknames (love, sweet baby, pretty girl, sweetheart, lovebug), a little dry humping🤔??, anddd aftercare ofc!

Another crushing victory for Gryffindor against Slytherin. You noticed that every game you attended, George tried his hardest to impress you so you didn’t wander off back to whichever book you were reading at the time. You find it cute but it seems Malfoy did not. Quickly you fought your way through the crowd to get on the field where the pair were arguing. When you finally managed to get there, you caught the ending segment of the argument.

“I think you’re right Freddie! I think little Malfoy’s upset that he had the ‘hots’ for my girl and she chose me!” George laughed out mockingly, causing the other surrounding players and students to laugh as well. Malfoy clenched his fist by his sides as his jaw tightened when Fred continued. “Well it was a bloody obvious choice George, truly.” Fred joined back, causing the twins to snicker together as Draco finally managed to bark back a reply.

“Oh yeah Weasley? Clearly your father never taught you how to be a real man. I bet you can’t even pleasure that sorry little mudblood of yours!” Malfoy cackled. George didn’t say another word, that deranged look on his face as he walked closer to Draco is what caused most of his teammates to begin to hold him back for everyone’s sake. Even you interjected at this point. “C’mon George let the stupid git talk.” You tried. Placing a hand on his surprisingly muscular forearm that you simply adored as you tried to persuade him.

He noticed how Malfoy tensed when you were around, and he smirked devilishly at the new upperhand.

“You’re so right love, ‘m think I just need a kiss and i’ll be good as new again.” He remarked playfully to you. His teammates finally releasing him as he stood there awaiting his kiss. You giggled and rolled your eyes, getting up on your tippy-toes due to the height difference that George relished in to plant a kiss to his cheek. His dopey grin grew wider but he was still very determined to ‘rub it in’ Malfoys face. “A real kiss, yeah?” He inquired, pulling you in by your waist and bending down slightly so you could give him a ‘real kiss’ directly in front of Draco.

He hummed obnoxiously as he finally pulled away from you, Malfoy beginning to turn on his heels with a loud huff as he and the rest of the Slytherins retreated in a hurry.

George chuckled mischievously as he finally gave you his undivided attention, his adrenaline still obviously coursing through him as the two of you began to walk back to the Gryffindor dorms together. (usually the two of you go back to the ravenclaw dorms but you don’t force him to walk up all those stairs on quidditch nights) George didn’t typically act like that. It was more Fred’s thing to be rude and crack a laugh from everybody around simultaneously. Clearly, your boyfriend’s twin had been rubbing off on him.

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George had you straddled on his lap on the edge of his bed as you cleaned up some of his minor wounds. At first, George despised this because he felt ‘weak’ having you clean him up but eventually he learned to adapt it as a “post game ritual.” On more calmer quidditch nights, you would have him read you a book or his latest assignment while you tended to him, but right now he was rambling on about Malfoy.

“I mean bloody hell! You can’t play like shit the whole game and then be mad when we win!” He complained, in which you hummed in agreement. “Stupid git, should’a seen the look on his face when Harry stole that snitch.” You giggled at his expression that was supposed to be imitating Malfoys face. The sound of your laughter fizzling all of his anger away as you finished tending to all of his little bruises.

You always ended this little ritual by kissing every mark you fixed, and he stared down at you lovingly as you began. “But you were amazing tonight love, I could hear ya’ cheering from all the way on the pitch.” George complimented. You smiled against his skin before placing another peck down his arms. You knew how much he adored hearing you scream for him. on and off the pitch. “‘m tried my best Georgie, y’know I don’t condone violence but you sure did look good yelling at Malfoy.” You mumbled against his skin, your ‘muggle accent’ under-toning your sentence as he smiled and pulled you closer on his lap. You could feel his hard-on begin to press into you as you mimicked your boyfriend’s grin back to him.

“think you missed a spot, sweetheart.” He remarked cockily as he pointed at an imaginary bruise on his lips. You giggled, causing him to laugh as well. “Oh how could I!” You exaggerated playfully in which he shrugged with a smug smirk.

You pulled him in by the back of his head. Your fingers intertwining in his ginger locks as he immediately began to desperately search your mouth. He resembled a starved man as he kept your lips connected to his. You barely had a moment to breathe before he was pulling you back in, loving how your warm mouth invited him so willingly to paradise each time.

Subconsciously, you bucked your hips against his clothed erection. You only realised that you were practically grinding on him when he groaned into your lips. “fuck pretty girl…” He murmured under his breath and your face flushed as you came to realisation on what you were doing. This wasn’t uncommon for you, you and George had been dating for the better half of a year and although you were insanely comfortable with him… you still managed to get flustered in moments like this. Although George didn’t mind it, in fact, he quite enjoyed the little noises you made whenever he whispered lewd little things in your ears at the worst of all times.

“aww, is someone getting shy? C’mon sweetheart, I can smell you.” He rasped, his voice a little breathless and you whimpered at his filthy words. He gently but firmly grabbed your hips and began to grind you against him. Chuckling as you whined and buried your face into his neck. “‘m need more, Georgie.” You whispered against his skin, planting gentle wet kisses to persuade him further. You could practically hear the grin in his voice. “Guess you deserve it, yeah? You were such a good girl f’ me today.” He murmured as he nipped playfully at your earlobe. You simply whimpered and nodded in response, not entirely trusting your voice not to croak.

His fingers began to fiddle with the waistband of your skirt, teasing you mercilessly. You desperately wanted to tell him to get on with it and stop being a tease… but you also wanted to be his good girl, his sweet little thing who takes what he gives her, his precious ravenclaw who lets him run wild. So all you did was whine. His grin only grew at your self control. “oh? Well this is quite new…” He murmured knowingly. You were about to retort something back, but then you felt his fingers dip under your skirt to rub your cunt through your panties. Immediately, he felt the wet patch on your undergarments and grinned up at you knowingly.

“Naughty little Ravenclaw…” He remarked playfully. Before you could process what was happening, he had you on your back with your hair splayed along his pillow in mere seconds. His bed reeked of his scent, and you simply adored it. He didn’t miss the skip of your heartbeat or the way you had a newfound hunger in your eyes as he effortlessly manhandled you, deciding to tuck that information into his back pocket for now.

George had simple plans for you tonight, but then he recalled Malfoys little ‘pleasure’ comment. Instead of teasing, he slithered his body up your own to press wet kisses along your jawline and neck instead. “What do you need, love?” He asked straightforwardly. This was odd, George normally drew this type of thing out of you until you were a whining mess. “Want you inside, George.” You hummed back, your voice wavering a little but remained true. He groaned against your warm skin before his usual grin returned.

“whatever you like, pretty baby.” He granted as he planted a final kiss. That was one of those nicknames George used whenever he was being sweet, but you could tell his mind was a little aloof. You watched in adoration as he began to strip himself. Hastily tugging away his clothes and discarding them carelessly. You began to do the same, but George’s hand quickly caught yours and gave you a devilish smirk.

“Trying to rid me of all the fun are we? Let me take care of you, yeah?” He teased and you rolled your eyes in response. “Well get on with it!” You insisted, your patience from earlier dwindling thin. This granted you a look of defiance and a remarkably slow George peeling off your clothing one-by-one. Eventually, he couldn’t take the slow reveal and ripped the rest of your black skirt off, causing you to huff in annoyance.

“George! That was my favorite black skirt!” You scolded. You were quickly knocked off of your fit of anger when you felt a long finger slip into your sopping wet cunt. You whimpered almost instantly at the connection. “Doesn’t seem like you mind that much.” He confirmed with a grin, causing you to scoff and whine as he retreated his finger. He was eager tonight, always taking time to savor the taste of your juices as he sucked on his previously inserted digit. “Tasting perfect, love.” He complimented. To say George loved your taste, was an understatement. He relished in it, but tonight, tonight he had a primal urge to claim you.

You both groaned as he began to rub his tip up and down your soaking folds. Both of your eyes glued on the display before he fully slipped inside of you. Your head quickly retreated back to his pillow, eyes screwed shut as he gave you a moment to accommodate to his size. You had taken George many times before, and yet he still gave you this little moment to calm yourself. And yet, you still needed it.

You moaned as he began to move, starting with slow deep thrusts that made you head spin deliciously. He groaned as you clenched around him, his hands gripping your hips as he watched his cock disappear and reappear with each thrust. “Fuck love… you’re squeezing the life out of me down here.” He informed, followed by a sharp hiss when your legs wrapped around his waist and provided a new angle. With this new angle, he sped up his pace, his mesmerizing cock now drilling into you.

Your moans and other little noises were beginning to grow much louder. This seemed to motivate George as he abused the spot that elicited the prettiest noises from deep within you. “Doing so good love, so fuckin’ good for me.” He praised, his words slurring as his head rolled back to reveal his adam’s apple to you. The sight reminded you of sweet torture and it was simply maddening. “J-jus’ like that, feels so good Georgie please don’t stop!” You pleaded with him, no amount of money could pay George to stop as his grip on you grew brutal. He was sure to leave bruises whilst he pounded into you, his erect and long cock hitting the perfect spot within you as he overrode your senses.

You could feel that familiar knot beginning to grow unbearable at his intense pace. Your legs squeezing around his waist as you tried to keep yourself bounded to this world. Every time George fucked you like this it always left you in a floaty headspace. It was one of the few times your brilliant brain wasn’t hard at work, because it was much too occupied and overwhelmed with pleasure.

“You’re so close love I can feel it. So pretty like this baby, so fuckin’ beautiful.” He groaned, your hands flying from the clenched bedsheet to his shoulders as your fingernails dug into his muscular blades. This resulted in a new noise of pleasure from him that made you whimper in return. “Come for me sweetheart, c’mon sweet baby I need to feel you.” George rasped. His voice pulling an utterly filthy noise from you as the coil within you snapped and you came all over his large cock. He let out a guttural moan while he fucked you through your high, making sure to fulfill you whole as he felt himself begin to drawl close.

“Mmm, I-I’m getting their love. Where can I-…” His words trailed off as he couldn’t get enough of your pussy. You fit like a fucking glove around his erection and it was glorious to him. “Inside George please. Want it inside s’ bad.” You whimpered out breathlessly. Your pleas is what caused George to snap as he bottomed out inside of you. Groaning as he began to spill his seed. “Fuck…” He cursed, his cock painting your insides just as you had requested.

He lowered himself on you once he finished. He knew how much you loved his weight on you as the both of you collected your breaths while panting. George was the first to move, planting kisses all over your heated skin while he gently pulled out. “Did so good love, always so good for me.” He complimented. He quickly retrieved a warm washcloth and cleaned the two of you up. He could easily do it with magic, but George loved the intimacy this brought as he peppered kisses all over your body. You were astonished on how he complimented you like that even if you didn’t really do a thing that whole time, but he didn’t mind it. This was a day for you and your pleasure, (as well as his pride)

“I love you so much, love bug. Such a brilliant, bloody perfect, little witch.” He murmured as he finally finished cleaning you up. Joining you in the bed as he cuddled up behind you skin to skin, spooning your bare form. You smiled at the cheesy little nickname, it was corny, but something he always called you when you were overcome by sleep.

“‘m love you too, George. thank you…” you murmured back, sleep already evident in your voice as he chuckled softly and traced comforting patterns along your skin. “Night, pretty girl.” He hummed back, but you had already drifted off as he planted a final kiss to your shoulder and buried his face in your hair. The smell of your- no his vanilla shampoo lulling him to sleep.

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Thank you for reading!!! please drop a Weasley twins request or a Loki request for me😇

Night Lovlies!

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Fantasy; Desperation

hi guysss again this is my first creation to get out of my writers block so if it sucks just know it will lead to better things in the future😓

When you and the infamous prince of Asgard, Loki, lock eyes. You’re suddenly aware of how much you’re willing to risk for just a bit of relief. Luckily, he seems to feel similarly. Only one obstacle, your husband.

tw: swearing, alcohol mentions, smut, loki lowkey being a desperate munch, kinda innocent reader, technically cheating, and pet names (sweet girl, pet, darling, sweet thing), and dirty talk

You watched as your ‘husband’ danced with some Asgardian woman. They were awfully close and intimate with each other, purely lustful, as they danced and paraded around. You noticed he wasn’t even wearing his wedding ring. You were disappointed, but certainly not surprised. The two of you had only married for your families, so you cared very little as you lingered around the ballroom with your drink in hand.

You had danced a bit with a few men but you never let it stray too far, you had been asked to dance by many men, however. Your gaze seemed to find its way time and time again back to the Prince of Asgard throughout all of these shared dances. Not Thor, but Loki. The two of you had played this little eye game for many months now, almost every party, it seemed. However, when you went to grab another drink, a regal presence seemed to follow.

“What type of man is letting you out of his sight, looking as beautiful as you do, in this very moment.” Loki purred rhetorically as he slithered beside you. He watched intently as you took the first sip of your new drink. “The type of man who is seducing yet another woman, at this very moment.” You responded, signalling to your husband, who was now passionately kissing the Asgardian woman from a few minutes ago. “I see.” Loki mumbled back. Tensing up a bit as he realized you were in fact, courted to another.

He leaned towards you slightly, proposing an idea. “Care to dance with me, Darling?” He rasped in your ear, your cunt seemed to clench around nothing at his voice and how his scent began to envelop you. “That sounds wonderful, dear Prince.” You responded back, liquid courage finally starting to pay off as you took your final sip before setting your drink down, ready to join him.

He gave you that signature smile as he led you to the dance floor, but his eyes, they held genuineness. When the two of you began to sway, it was almost as if you were alone with each other, the gentleness of it all consuming you. Then, the teasing began. When Loki twirled you out, and brought you back in to his chest, you found yourself accidentally brushing against his erection. Sooner than later, accidentally led to purposefully.

He growled in your ear and shot you a lustful glare after every time you managed to pull off this trick. Though he wasn’t entirely innocent either. He would find little sly opportunities here and there to grope or caress your body’s keen points. When he pulls you in once more, he mumbles lowly. “I can smell you, darling.” Your eyes shoot up at him again and he continues to dance casually. “You’re driving me mad, pet.” He continued, in which you hummed as you twirled out once more. Even if you wanted to deny it, you were helplessly wet and aroused by the tall god before you. “Is that so?” You inquire cheekily, in which, he grins.

Instead of replying, he pulls you in one last time and gives you a warm, chaste kiss. You welcome it with ease as you allowed him into your mouth. Finally, he pulled away. “I think your sopping wet cunt is far overdue for some pleasure.” He whispered darkly into your ear, his words fueling your arousal like the purest of sins. “Please.” You mumbled back as the two of you slowly swayed. Lokis grin widened at your plea as he leaned down to your neck, pressing gentle kisses along your jawline and sweet spots. “What do you want, pet?” He peered as he continued his worship on you. Eliciting little gasps and whimpers from your innocent lips. Although you were much too distracted by Loki, he was well aware of your husband, who had been glaring at the two of you since you first began to dance.

“I need you.” You whispered back breathlessly, accepting your fate into his ‘clutches’ without second thought. He hummed against your skin and with a final, subtle, inhale of your perfume he forced himself off of your neck. “Then you shall have me.” He retorted back. Within a blink of an eye, the two of you have stopped dancing and he is leading you elsewhere. His hand rested possessively on the small of your lower back as he guided you out of the ballroom without any hesitation.

You weren’t exactly sure where Loki was taking you, but you followed nevertheless. He turned the hallway and walked into this strange door to the left. Once inside it looked like a guest bedroom of some sort. Certainly not his chambers but still extravagant and beautifully decorated. Immediately, Loki had you pinned against the door. He’s kissing you passionately and it’s more than just simple lust as he dominates you entirely. You pant when he pulls off of your lips, his mouth quickly finding its way to your collarbone and much more intimate spots on your neck than in the ballroom as he showers you with kisses and bites. You’re so lost in the pleasure of his touch you hadn’t noticed that he was ripping off your dress desperately till you heard the rippppp.

“Loki!” You whined playfully, making him grin against you as he stepped back to adore your body. You weren’t even fully undressed and he was groaning as he breathed you in. “Perfection.” He mumbled. You subtly squeezed your thighs together, your arousal beginning to pool underneath your undergarments. He came closer, slowly raking his hands over your ass as he went to pick you up. You giggled, wrapping your legs around his hips, trying to hide the way your cunt clenched around nothing as he easily manhandled you. Unfortunately with Loki, you can hide nothing. He gently placed you onto the center of the bed while pressing little kisses to whatever exposed skin he could find before climbing on top of you.

You could only assume what was next to come. He would undress, fuck you, and the two of you would part ways. For a moment, you were almost sad to think this would be the end of your little game. Naturally Loki had different plans. You hadn’t noticed him beginning to shed you of your undergarments, you hadn’t noticed him pressing bites here and there that would certainly mark you, and you hadn’t noticed his dark eyes glaring up at you while you were lost in a train of thought.

“Get out of that pretty little head, sweet girl.” His deep voice rendered you back to reality as he pressed a wet kiss to your inner thigh. When did you spread for him? And why was he fully dressed when you were bare? And why is it turning you on? “What are you doing?” You asked breathlessly. He raised his eyebrows at you while he began to take his position between your thighs, preparing to eat you like a starved man. “What does it look like?” He responded with another question. You almost felt dumb for not entirely knowing the answer. It looked like he was about to taste your pussy. It looked like he was teasing you by pressing sweet kisses to your inner thighs. And it looked like something you’ve never seen before. While you were scattering for a reply you were ignorant too Loki finding his place between your thighs.

“Well I, uhm- you see, uhh, he hasn’t ever really done this before.” Your sentence was interrupted by a stripe being licked up your pussy. “I-In fact uhh- nobody, ever has!” You stammered out nervously. The newfound sensations eliciting a whine as Loki lifted his head ever slightly from your cunt in realization of what you were saying. “That simply cannot be darling. Are you lying to me?” He playfully accused, one of his thumbs swirling and collecting arousal in your cunt as a replacement for his mouth.

“N-no of course not. He explicitly said that he ‘doesn’t taste woman’ when we first got intimate so-“ You stopped yourself, his eyebrows raised at you with an unreadable expression. He believed you, but he simply could not believe your husband. “oh you poor, neglected sweet thing.” He mumbled, his voice much deeper this time. “You are far too magnificent not to be worshipped correctly, darling.” He continued, beginning to lower himself between your legs again. He almost sounded determined now. And much determined he was. You gasped as he began to suck and lick your pussy. Almost as if he could not obtain enough of your sweet juices as you gushed onto him. He hummed in approval, redoubling his efforts like he was starved for you. Your noises kept him motivated, the way your finger tips had tangled themselves into his hair and have been tugging was driving him mad. He almost wanted to slow down just too savour each little noise he pulled from you. “It’s almost like you want to be caught, sweet girl.” He mumbled against your clit, lifting his head up momentarily to tease you.

You moaned out in pleasure as he breathlessly continued his feast upon you. He could sense you were getting close and he almost had the nerve to deny you, but he needed to feel you come undone for him.

However when he tried to dive impossibly deeper into your pussy, his nose rubbed against your heat and with a loud cry you came. Although it was unexpected he quickly lapped up your cum. The groan and hums of approval he made were absurd and caused you to blush when he finally raised his head from your cunt. His hair was disheveled from your fingers, little strands clinging to his forehead due to sweat, his lips and chin were drenched with your arousal and he was panting with his signature grin. You could’ve came off the sight alone as he crawled up your body hungrily and kissed you once more. This kiss was much more lustful, desperate even.

“Darling, if you were my wife, i’d pleasure you like that as many times as your beautiful body could take it.” He rasped out breathlessly, making you clench around nothing as a little whimper escaped from you. Your little noise only making him grin wider. “I know you will sound as beautiful when you’re squeezing around my cock.”

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Sorry it’s short i just needed something to get out of my writers block! but i’ve been experimenting a little and have decided i can also write for peeta & sejanus from hunger games, and the weasley twins (specifically george)

ty for reading lovelies and drop a req!!💕

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Little Mouse

so this was a requestttt (THANK U SM FOR THE REQUEST ILY SM) and this is a Loki x Maid reader againnn and basically Loki play a little cat and mouse game with the reader☺️

As you saw him from across the room and locked eyes, you knew you were obsessed. Unfortunately, you didn’t know how to pursue him from your position. Luckily for you, he could read you easily, more so than you thought.

TW: SMUTTTT, dirty thoughts, thigh riding, praise kink, hand necklaces😓, slightly insecure reader… I think that’s it’s I hope u enjoyed😽

From the first time you saw him, you were hooked.

Across the room, you stood with the other maids. With pride and your chin up as the other maids gossiped and gawked at men they knew they could never obtain together. You scoffed to yourself, how ignorant. You never understood why they would conspire fake delusions over palace men… until you saw him.

Your eyes locked onto Loki sitting at the Royal table. You couldn’t pull yourself away from him, the rest of the world fading as you admired from afar. Norns… he’s absolutely ravishing… You thought to yourself as he chuckled at his brothers foolishness. You got lost in a train of thought as you bore into him. Gods he must be heavenly. You continued to think, suddenly Loki’s eyes shot to yours. The two of your stares connecting as a smirk spread across his face deliciously. Unbeknownst to you, he could practically hear your thoughts from across the room screaming at him.

You blushed as he smirked at you, immediately darting your gaze to the ground. Your flushed face making him chuckle darkly to himself as he hummed. Fuck… Did he see me? You thought to yourself, he tried to ignore your thoughts but you intrigued him oh so dearly that he continued to bore at you. Finding himself captivated by your beauty, he immediately recognized you as his mother’s personal maid. He tucked that information back in his mind but he didn’t return to the conversation…

You finally looked back to see his piercing gaze still well onto your skin, he smirked as you didn’t look away. Curling his fingers in a beckoning motion, persuading you to come to the table. You’re sure this is more of a command than a wish. You find your feet moving before you can stop them as you make your way over to where he was sitting at the table. The conversation luckily didn’t stop as you arrived, almost as if you and Loki were invisible. “Yes your highness?” You inquired, your voice slightly faltering due to your racing heart beat.

He gave you his normal cheshire cat smile before asking you a question. “How come i’ve never seen you around here, little mouse?” He asks, you furrow your brow slightly. His voice is deep and velvety. You could practically drowned in it. “U-uhh well i’m usually tending to Frigga during my days, I’ve never attended this type of a public event before.” You responded, slightly stammering before composing yourself to answer. He hums and silence falls over the two of you before he hits you with a low and sultry command.

“You wouldn’t mind feeding me those grapes would you, Darling?” He asked with a low purr trickling off his voice, you felt a wave of arousal wash over you by how he spoke and the degree of his voice in that moment alone. Gods even his voice can make me wet, I need him to talk me through it. You thought, dirty fantasies running through your mind as you nodded and picked up the grapes that nobody else seemed to be eating.

“P-please just tap me when you want one, i’ll stand here for now.” You said, feeding him the first grape. He kept the process slow. He would tap you and then slowly tilt his head upwards, but never as high as you needed. Every single time he would give you no choice but to tilt his head up, which made your heart flutter every single time. Then you would pick the perfect grape off the stem you held and drop it into his mouth, in which every time he would give you a playful wink. And after every grape he would make a low hum, and then thank you.

Every. Single. Time.

Eventually the night had came to its end, and your flushed face was evident, the pool between your thighs starting to become unbearable, and it seems Frigga has noticed you taking a liking to Loki. As you were helping the other maids clean off the table and Loki was long gone. Frigga came up to you. “My dear, I believe these lovely ladies have the job covered. Go wash up, i’ll see you prompt and prim tomorrow.”

You nodded, thanking her silently as you slipped away in the silent corridors. The ache between your thighs had yet to vanish and it made itself well known. Steadily you made your way to your maidens chambers.

Carefully you peeled the articles of your uniform, running the warm bath water as you did so. You eased into the water, humming as the warmth hit your messy inner thighs. “Mm.. Loki…” You mumbled to yourself, eyes closed in anticipated pleasure as your fingers trail to your pussy. Slowly, you insert a finger. Swirling it in your wet cunt. You decided it’s not enough, adding another and repeating the action.

“N-norns… Loki!” You cry, as if he would barge into your chambers and take you right there. A couple more swirls and you’re close. You pump your fingers in and out of yourself imagining he was taking you. Filthy girl. You flinch, eyes darting open at that echoing voice in your mind. It sounded like Loki. You take a deep breath, climbing out the bathtub. Deciding to ignore the dull ache that still lingers and prepare yourself for bed.

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A few days had past since you and Lokis encounter at the ball and as if your pride had been chunked out the window with the lewd thoughts running through your mind, he had you in a chock hold badly. Later that day, you had been called into Friggas chambers for she wanted a ‘word’ with you. You were practically scared to death as you entered, your heart trembling in anticipation and fear.

As you entered you immediately caught a wiff of him. Pine and spearmint infiltrated your nostrils as you entered. A pleasant surprise on your part as you noticed Loki deliciously manspread sitting down whilst Frigga stood somewhat beside him looking at you. Your eyes scanned over his body with a subtle quickness, his bulge catching your eye. Dirty thoughts seemed to run through you immediately as he shot you a knowing look.

Norns he looks so good like that, spread like that. Gods I can already feel myself getting wet, he knows just what he’s doing i’m sure. As your brain had a field day, a deep chuckle rumbled from Lokis chest. Pulling you away from your fantasies back to reality as Frigga shot him a look before clearing her throat. “Dearest (Y/N), a personal request has been brought to my attention. Therefore, I will be transferring your services to Prince Loki.”

At first a chord played on your heart, Frigga had always been a kind superior and an overall accepting person plus you had worked for her for decades so naturally you were a little disappointed. But when your gaze flicked over to his piercing bluish-greenish eyes all your doubt seem to evaporate. You nodded and bowed your head to her. “I understand your highness, it was a pleasure working under you. You still have my services I assure you.”

You promised, she threw you a gentle smile before Loki stood, signaling the ending of this little arrangement. “I can assure you that you’ll have a wonderful time with me, darling.” Loki purred to you, your face flushed once more. It’s impossible not to. You thought to yourself. It was almost too easy for him. He offered you his arm and you took it with ease as he walked you to his personal chambers.

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You had been serving Loki for a few weeks now and he was always sure to never overwork you. Your commands were either really important or a way to tease you, unfortunately you could never reach an in between. You had been out most of the day tending to important tasks all over the palace for the upcoming party celebrating Thors return, naturally Loki had to attend a meeting due to his Brothers success but he was back in his chambers much before you.

As you entered, it was late in the evening. Not terribly but the sun had began its setting. You opened the door to his chambers and was met with the pleasant sight of Loki, manspread like how he was moons ago, reading a book in his Asgardian armor suit. He knew how much you loved him in that armor. It drove you crazy every time you saw it. The way it hung on to his skin, you practically envied it for that reason.

Curse that wicked leather. He looks ethereal like this. He looks perfect, like always. Norns he’s so ravishing. I need that silver tongue deep inside me. I need his thigh pressed against me. You thought as you closed the door behind you, he finally looked up from his book and you can tell the meeting hadn’t gone too well for him. “Evening darling, can you come here for a second?” He asked, carefully closing his book and placing it in the ground next to the chair that he was spread in.

“Yes my prince?” You responded as you stood in front of him, those bedroom eyes glaring at you, swallowing you whole. You couldn’t even bare words to how he looked right now, in this very second. Looking up at you while he sat like that. “I’m growing sick of this little game we play darling, haven’t you?”

“I’m not sure what you mean, Prince Loki.”

“Liar.”

His tone dropped and rumbled at the simple word, like a growl. You shifted as you stood before him, pressing your thighs together as subtle as possible while trying to relieve the ache that had deepened itself between your thighs. Of course Loki caught the simple action.

“Oh you enjoy that…”

He noticed, his voice in the same tone, the same tone that could bring you to your knees. Fuck. Suddenly his hands reached from behind you and brought you onto his thigh. The same thick thigh that you had fantasized about earlier. “L-Loki!” You moaned out as his thigh was pressed into your soaking panties, it took everything in you not to start riding the meat of his leg right then.

“Oh darling what’s wrong? I thought you needed my thigh pressed against you? I thought I looked so good spread like this? You thought so yourself, my dear.” Your eyes widened as he recited your thoughts, your heart pace racing and breath quickening but mainly not even in fear more so in the arousal that seemed to be paining you at the moment.

No no that’s impossible, he c-can’t know… Your mind ran with thoughts until you felt Loki rock his thigh and bring you back to reality with a whimper and deep moan from yourself. “G-gods…” you mumbled. Unable to truly think of anything else besides how good it felt on your clothed cunt. “Oh yes little mouse, it’s very possible.” He hummed, his signature sly smirk playing off his lips.

“Answer me this pet, did you touch yourself after our first encounter in that ballroom?” He asked, you shot up to meet his gaze. The connection of his armor on your pussy intoxicating. Gods yes. You thought, the lump in your throat forbidding you from responding. His gaze deepened and he rocked his thigh once more, pulling another wanton moan from you.

“Say it.” He demanded of you, you whimpered once more without a response and suddenly with a snap your panties were gone and another rock came from his thigh. The moan even louder than before now at the raw connection.

“Say it!” You ignored his demand once more. “I-I’m close…!” You responded instead, he huffed and growled. With a quickness he moved from the chair, pulling you with him and off of his thigh as he pressed you against the wall. His hand wrapped around your throat just how you imagined many times but not actually choking you just applying slight pressure as he demanded you one last time.

“Say it.”

“Y-Yes!” You shouted, not terribly loud of course but either way Loki had put a silencing charm long before this encounter. His once dark eyes and unpleased scowl turning into a smirk. “Keep going, pet. Tell me how much you want it, tell me all of those dirty thoughts from your innocent lips. I wish to hear how I take you every single time you have thought about it.”

You whimpered from his words, realizing this is just like the latest fantasy you had thought out the other night, but you figured that was the point. A long silence falls over the two of you as you try to gain the confidence to confess your thoughts. You take a deep breath before telling him. “W-well sometimes it’s with your thighs…” You start, he nods along, gripping your neck slight harder.

“Go on.” He encourages, more of a command but you nod and continue. “O-others with just your voice. S-some you watch me touch myself a-and talk me through it…” You trail off, he groans as your desires seem to spill from your lips. You realized his hardness is pressed into you, causing a slight whimper to pull from your lips. “Keep going, pet.” He demands, he’s breathless, breathing heavily as you don’t waste anytime to continue.

“L-lots of times it’s with your tongue… many with your glorious cock… O-once or twice happen in public… one more secretive, one where y-you take me in front of everybody…” You say, your face flushed as you do embarrassed and aroused at the situation. He released a deep hum at your last word. “Oh I do remember that one…” He adds on while snaking his thigh back between your legs, making another wave of arousal wash over you as your reminded of the ache growing between your thighs. You moan out at the rebuilt connection.

“A-and once in the royal baths… F-finally m-many different times on your throne…” You finish, he groans once more, rocking his thigh and pressing deeper into you causing you to cry out. “L-Loki!!” You moan, he growls in response. Addicted to the way your voice hits him like a melody. Deciding he wants to hear more of your pretty sounds he began to rock you back and forth on his thigh. Finally releasing your neck.

Your arousal coated his Asgardian armor as you slid up and down on his thick leg. Moaning and whimpering as you took his initiative and rode his thigh. You’re achingly close, Loki can feel it. “You’re going to cum on my thigh, little mouse, and then i’m going to draw those pretty noises from you for as long as I see fit.” He declared his voice dripping with lustful need, and as if you follow suit, you’re instantly cumming.

You make a mess of his armor as you come down from your high. Panting and breathing heavily. He picks you up and easily carries you back over to the chair from earlier, the simple action of that making your cunt jump with anticipation. Slowly, you watch him fall to his knees in front of you. A god, a prince, on his knees for you. He hoists one of your legs over his shoulder, exposing your arousal to him.

“You look so gorgeous like this my dear, I’m going to make you crave my tongue. I assure you.” He promises, you let out a whine as his breath ghosted over your needy cunt. “P-please loki…” You beg, he hums and slightly brushes his nose against your arousal. “Oh you’re so wet for me darling, is this all for me little mouse?” He asked while licking a stripe up your pussy, forbidding you to answer as you cried out. Your hands dart to his ravenous locks. Gods yes… you thought, unable to truly respond. He hummed in return.

“Sprawled for me like this, you are absolutely heaven-sent, my dear. The perfect meal I intend to feast on…” He trailed off, his breath ghosting over your cunt once more. He observed your reactions to his words, watching how you threw back your head and whimpered or moaned to his words. He smirked as you did just that, moaning as you gripped his hair harder. He watched your pussy drip for him. You were getting sick of the teasing. “Oh you like that pet? You like to hear me tell you how pretty you look like this? Your body is practically begging me to make you cum. I’m sure you’ll do the same sooner than later.” He purred out, his voice dropping to that tone that you adore so much. You whine again.

“P-please Loki I need you.” You beg, he smirks and he returns his attention back to your aching cunt. “Very well, my dear.” He licks one more stripe up your pussy and you cry out again as he does. Your fingers grip his raven-like locks harder which seemed to challenge him as he began to suck on your cunt. There was no getting around the fact that Loki knew how to put his tongue to work. Your orgasm springs faster than you realize as in a matter of seconds you cum all over his mouth. Eagerly he licks up all of your discharge. Once he has he lifts his head from your thighs with a teasing grin.

You try to scoff but unfortunately find yourself too breathless to accomplish it. His shit eating grin making you roll your eyes. “D-don’t even…” You warn, he smirks but doesn’t respond. Returning to his duties as he buries his face back into your cunt.

Six. He makes you cum six more times after that.

Each orgasm more breathtaking than the last. Your brain is practically dumb-fucked when he lifts his face after the seventh orgasm. He’s panting and his hair is disheveled, your own cum smeared around his lips. “Look at me pet…” He mumbles breathlessly, you look at him to finally see his face. It’s as if your previous orgasm hadn’t happened by the way your pussy grows wet again. He looks absolutely ethereal You thought, he took another breath. “I want you to watch as I bring you to ecstasy this time, little mouse.” He stated, you nodded aimlessly, your breathing shallow and unable to properly respond.

He began his final attack on your cunt. Much like the first orgasm, he started with one longing stripe. This time, he added his fingers. With every draw of his tongue he would pump two thick slender fingers into you. The rhythmic pace making you see stars, you kept your eyes on him even as you moaned and whimpered, unable to pull yourself away. With another pump of his fingers you orgasmed. Coating his fingers and tongue with your juices. He lifted his head for the last time, licking his lips deliciously.

When you finally come down from your high, your mind runs with insecure thoughts. Overthinking seemed to swallow you whole. It’s over now… am I going to get transferred? What if I get sent to the chambers… Does he even like me or is it all a game? I didn’t even do anything for him that whole time… Loki frowns at your thoughts, snaking his way up your body to cup your cheek in his hands. “Hey, hey, it’s not like that… I assure you, calm down my dear please. Look at me.” He demands, you make eye contact with him. His brows are slightly furrowed and he’s looking into you longingly.

“My dear, do you know how good it felt to even touch you like that? Do you know how long i’ve waited to make you feel that good?” He asked you, you furrowed your brows slightly, not believing him fully. “Tell me.” You demanded, he smirked slightly, determined to voice how much you meant. “Darling I would move mountains and part seas to feel you come undone on my tongue. I would build worlds to tear them down and walk through the destruction just to hear those little noises you make one last time. I would bring kingdoms to your feet just to feel you next to me when I wake up in the mornings. I promise you, I will make us work.”

He said, you nodded along finally believing the words he spoke has he tilted your head upwards and captured you in a chaste kiss. You whimpered into it slightly as his tongue dominated yours. Finally he pulled away just to whisper in your ear.

“But i’m still not done with you, little mouse.”

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Sorry if this isn’t exactly the request you were imagining but I hope you enjoyed it and send me more! Sorry it took so long I have a lot of things goin on rn😭😭💗

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Patience

I couldn’t decide between Bucky or Loki on this one but I ended up going with Loki so hope yall like it. (i’m also in a huge writing block so if u wanna send me a request feel free🤗)

You and Loki have been together for a few decades now in Asgard, which is still fairly new, but the two of you are far more comfortable with each other. Therefore, Loki had always been one to tease and edge you in public, and tonight, you were determined to make things different.

TW: Heavy smut, slight spelling errors, Breeding kink, dirty talk, and edging in a public area

”You’re not wearing green.”

Loki stated as you walked out of the closet to reveal your outfit to him. You stifled a smirk as his eyes got slightly low and dark, he could see right through your mischief. He was the god of if, after all.

“You don’t like it?”

“That’s not what I said.”

You bat your eyelashes at him, trying to act innocent, as if you didn’t plan this out. He furrows his brow before a wolfish grin plays on his face, he hums. With a snap of his fingers your dress begins to fade into a beautiful emerald shade of green. You sarcastically huff as his smirk grows wider, coming closer to entangle his arm with yours.

“You can’t just turn all of my gowns green.” You state, he can’t help but chuckle lowly as a response. “Ahh, i’m aware, My dear. Unfortunately for you, I can’t seem to help myself.” He replies playfully, smiling down at you. Your height difference is obscene, even in heels. A silence falls over the two of you for a moment, then you decide to break it. “I believe we should start walking now.” You said, cocky and teasing at the fact that he had been staring at you for the last few minutes of silence. He didn’t respond for a moment, finally, you realized what he was staring at.

“You are breathtaking, am I not allowed to bathe in My Wife’s beauty?” He asks, more rhetorically as he fiddles with your golden necklace. The initial ‘L’ on it shining brightly in the light. “You’ll be rewarded for this darling.” He says, dropping the necklace as it retreats back to your collar. His voice lower and brooding. You can feel your pussy practically soar with excitement as you tried to ignore the new found wake in between your thighs. “I-I believe your father will be displeased if we wait a second later.” You remind, trying to distract yourself from your newfound arousal. He smirks, reading your body so well as he notices your change in demeanor, but he doesn’t dare say another word as the two of you begin to walk, arms entangled together.

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So far, your plan had been going extremely well. You hadn’t been avoiding Loki all night, naturally you could never stray too far from your husband, but you had been coming up to him to subtly brush your body against his and then whisper filth in his ear before retreating to go mingle with other guests of the palace. He was, naturally, amused and sexually frustrated by your successful attempts of teasing.

Unfortunately for you, it was time to be seated for the speech that Thor had prepared. Since you were apart of the royal family, you and Loki sat alone at one table together. Naturally, Odin and Frigga followed suit, also sitting at their own table alone. Which meant, Loki could finally get his payback, now you felt a hand slowly creeping up your thigh. You look over at him before turning your attention back to the speech.

“L-Loki… what if someone sees you?” You whisper lowly to him, a dark chuckle graces your ear as a response, his fingers are hooked onto your inner thigh, so close to where you need him. “I think that would do wonders for my imagine, don’t you? Loving husband attentively tending to his needy wife, sounds quite heroic of me.” He replies, as cocky as ever. You roll your eyes at him, a slight scoff fleeing from your lips lowly. He can’t help but smirk.

“Besides, My dear, what if someone saw what you’ve done to me.” He continues, his voice is low and velvet smooth. A deep timber rumbling through his tone as he mumbles in your ear. You look at him, innocent confusion playing on your features. Still, it’s a great enough effect to remind you of the pool forming eagerly between your thighs.

“I have no clue what you mean.” You try innocently, he sees right through you and you know it.

“Liar. If you wish to be a tease, let me show you what all your teasing has wrought.”

His words seems to fall gracefully from his lips. You turn your head slightly before redirecting yourself back to the speech no one seemed to be listening to. Loki gently grabbed your hand, guiding it in between his thighs until you reached his rock-hard erection through his pants. You gasp slightly, quiet enough for no one to hear besides your husband. “Gods Loki…” You grip the girth of his cock deliciously, causing his breathing to spike for a moment. Fighting the groan that threatens to fall from his lips. He straightens his back, composing himself once more as he doesn’t seem to push your hand away.

“You feel that? That is the consequences of your actions, my dear. I hope you know how to finish what you’ve started.” He reminds you, your smirk grows wider. You remove your hand from his aching cock, which reminds you of the hand of his that is currently pressing against your soaked panties. “I wouldn’t be too smug darling, it seems your greedy cunt is no better.” He whispers darkly, you blush at the mentions of your dampness, your smirk quickly turning to a playful scowl as Thor finally seemed to finish.

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It was now time for one of Asgards many traditions, the ballroom dance. You partnered yourself with Loki as he swayed you to the rhythms of the music. He twirled you gracefully before pulling you back into his arms. You took your opportunity and slightly rubbed your ass against his crotch subtly. Loki groaned in your ear before spinning you around and dipping you. “Naughty girl.” He growled to you, you couldn’t help but giggle before he pulled you back up and the two of you swayed more.

“Oh, you liked that hmm?”

You tease him in his ear as he brings you close before twirling you away once more. He’s glaring at you with his dark bedroom eyes as he brings you close once more. “You’re playing a deadly game, little girl. It would be a shame if I bent you over right now and made you moan for me in front of everyone.” He muses back, you can’t help but feel a new wave of arousal crash over you due to his manipulation, he can tell by the way you struggle to retort a reply. The ache between your thighs is only growing more unbearable as the two of you danced.

“Oh I think that would do wonders for my image.” You remark breathlessly, teasingly quoting his exact words. You can tell he’s about to make you regret your fierceness and just as he’s about to have his way with you, the song ends. You smile as he pulls you close one final time. “You don’t know what you’re doing.” He whispers darkly, before you both pull away and resume the party. Starting to rethink your decisions but you can’t help but be thrilled by what’s to come.

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The night had finally unwinded so the two of you gave your remarks to family and then begin the walk to your shared chambers. Lokis hand is rest possessively on your lower back as the two of you walk. Suddenly, you hear Thors booming voice calling after Loki, you huff knowingly. “Wait Loki!” He tries, Loki rolls his eyes and groans. “Wait in the room for me darling, spread with nothing on.” He commands, you nod as he sends you off, leaving himself behind to negotiate with Thor.

You hum as you pull your clothes off, just as he had requested. You know Loki was gonna be even more pent-up, but so were you. You thought about touching yourself, making yourself cum instead of waiting. Your aching cunt was practically begging you too, but you wanted to be good for him. Loki doesn’t take fairly long to return to you, in fact, he’s back in mere minutes. As soon as he shuts the door he’s onto you. With just three long strides across the vast palace chambers he has made it over to your body in a haste.

He lays you down on your back as he throws one of your legs onto his shoulder putting your bare arousal on display for him. “Oh darling I can practically smell your wet cunt, did you touch yourself while I was away?” He asked as his breath ghosts on your eager cunt. He already knows the answer, but he’s prone to making you say what he wants to hear. “N-No Loki I didn’t…” You answer truthfully, to which Loki replies “Good girl.” Loki hums lowly as he licks one long stripe through your ripe pussy. Groaning as he eagerly began to eat out your cunt with practiced precision.

You moaned as you felt his lips latch onto your arousal, whimpering slightly as you threw your head back into the pillow in pleasure. You simply adored the feeling of Loki’s silver-tongue on you, and he was smugly aware of that. “Mm you make such pretty noises for me darling, I intend to make you scream until that pretty voice is hoarse.” He explained as he lifted his head from between your thighs to tease you, you whine slightly at the missed connection, he smirked at that little noise as he found himself returning back to your pussy eagerly.

One orgasm leads to the next and you find your mind hazy and dumbfucked by Loki who had yet to stop eating your cunt. “Do you even know how much you’ve came for me?” He asked rhetorically as he lifted his head from yet another orgasm, his hair was ruffled and your cum was smeared around his lips as he gave you those low eyes. It was the most remarkable sight you could’ve thought of and the sight alone made you whimper longingly. He didn’t need a response, he let silence flow for a moment as he planted hickeys and kisses to your inner thighs silently. Either way, he was quite sure you couldn’t even fathom a response. But he knew you loved to hear his voice brewing your arousal and so he continued with his torture.

“I figured you didn’t, Love. I made sure of it. You know dearest, an Asgardian prince is too not pleasure their lover with their tongue? I always found the rule silly, like many others, don���t you dear?” He asked with a smug grin, clearly enjoying his affect on you, he doesn’t plan to stop yet. He intends to continue to pull orgasms until he feels as if ‘you’re ready’ for him. You whine in agreement, panting heavily. “y-yes my prince, I-I do…” You manage to get out, the ache between your legs seemingly missing Loki’s tongue.

“I would hope so, wife.”

He purrs knowingly as he returns his tongue back to your clit, beginning his beautiful torture again. Attentively, you buck your hips on his face eagerly. He groans in pleasure, loving the feeling of your evident desperate state. He buries his tongue in your pussy as he licks a clean stripe up your clit deliciously causing you another orgasm. He smirks at the quickness of this one, he knows you’re ready now. Eagerly, he licks up your remaining cum before pulling himself from your pussy to undress.

He takes his time with this one, peeling his clothes piece by piece in a teasing fashion. You know if he wanted to, he could make it all disappear with a flick of his hand, but instead he intends to tease you. “Don’t be a tease Loki, it’s not a good color on you.” You remind, he quirks an eyebrow at you with a smirk as he finishes with his final article of clothing before climbing on top of your writhing body.

“Oh, truly love you wound me. Plus, we’re both aware of the dishonesty that leave your lips. But please my dear, Dic mihi satis mendacium.” (Tell me more pretty lies) He purrs deliciously in your ear, you groan as his Latin graces its way to your ears. He could be saying anything in the world to you, but when he speaks it with that accent in that tone you simply can’t resist the feeling of being wet. You direct your hand to his hard cock, giving him two strokes as you bore into his eyes before removing you hand.

“P-please Loki… n-need you too fill me…” You plead, the ache between your thighs growing harder to resist as you fall back to begging him. He smirks as he lines himself up with your entrance. Beginning to push his thick cock into your wet pussy. The two of you seem to groan together in sync as he allows you to adjust yourself. Finally, he pulls his cock fully out before slamming it back into your cunt. He continues his ruthless pace as he pounds into you deliciously. You moan loudly in pleasure, shamelessly. He continues his pace as you feel his cock slightly stutter before pushing all the way back into you as you feel his cock graze your G-spot.

Instantly, you cum all over his cock. He smirks as he doesn’t seem to stop pounding into you. “That was awfully quick, Wife.” He teases you, you couldn’t care enough as you moan again, you can feel his cock hardening in your cunt. You’re sure he’s bound to cum soon, but he wants to make you cum another time before he spills his seed. “Think I could pull another one from you? Come on love let me feel you.” He encourages, you whimper slightly, with a few more thrusts you find yourself close again, you moan as you try to communicate. “F-fuck im so close!! D-don’t stop Loki.” You convey as you find yourself cumming once more.

His cock is practically soaked with your juices as he finally begins to drawl close. He grunts and groans breathlessly. “I’m so close amare (Love) I’m gonna cum all i-inside you… would you like that? mmmphh… g-gonna let me plant my heir in you? You would look even more beautiful with my seed growing inside of you.” He rumbles, his timber voice affecting you heavily as he talks about breeding you. You moan at the thought. “Y-yes please!” You practically shout, your voice hoarse just as he had promised as he finally releases. Spilling his hot semen inside of you with a groan.

The two of you pant together and lie intertwined for a couple of moments. Embracing each other warmly. He pulls out lovingly, planting kisses to your collarbone as he does. He grabs you a warm rag as he cleans you both up and plants kisses to your skin. A snap of his fingers and the sheets are clean and warm for the two of you.

“Goodnight, My love.” He whispers to you one last time as he presses his final kiss to your forehead before joining you in the bed together, interlinked.

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Sorry if I missed with this one😓, It’s my first time writing smut so I hoped you enjoyed and maybe drop me a request!!