#vampire!Loki

[mrs-elsie-barnes]

No Sacrifice Without Blood

Vampire!Loki x Reader | 1.5k

Your God and Master returns to feed, bringing pleasure as well as pain

Warnings: 18+, Vampire Loki, (mean) Dom!Loki & sub!reader in a high protocol relationship, blood drinking, very dubious consent, implied kidnapping, wax play, anal (including anal play & toys as well as implied anal only), cum play, marking (biting), slapping/spanking.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Masterlist | Loki Masterlist

It was nightfall, the inky twilight giving way to velvet black and rich purples over the city. And your master stirred. 

You’d been up for a few hours already, showering, dressing, lighting candles and preparing for the night when your master would return and you would be alone together in the darkness. 

He appeared in front of you in a blur of movement, the dark curtains of his hair settling to frame his piercing blue eyes. It was a shock every time you saw him, ghostly pale, his old fashioned clothing doing nothing to hide the strength of the lean muscle beneath.His eyes flashed as you took in his tall, tense body. 

“You’re awake already,” he cooed, pulling you closer, his fingernails digging into you where the artful rips and tears in your clothes revealed the unblemished skin below. “My little snack, good enough to eat.” His teeth grazed your skin, touching enough to send shivers up and down your spine. 

“I missed you, Master.” Your voice was high, confused and dizzy, always hazy under his stare, like you’d had too many drinks too fast and didn’t know how to stop. 

Your Master grinned, revealing two rows of perfect, pearly teeth and two sharp canines, catching in the candlelight that illuminated the room. Gripping your chin in his large hand, he tilted your face up roughly, squeezing your cheeks into a pout and kissing you firmly. He pulled when his biting kiss drew blood, the single drop appearing on your bottom lip before he licked it away. 

“Show me how much you missed me.” 

You dropped to your knees in an instant, turning away from him to place your cheek on the floor, and your back dipped, angling your ass into the air. This was how you worshipped your God, supplicant and praying for his touch. 

 In this position your large collar dug into your shoulder and windpipe, covering the puncture marks that littered your skin. The attached leash had fallen somewhere behind you. He would take it off soon, you hoped, but until then you’d remain prone, a sacrifice, ready for his inspection.  

Being a very well-trained familiar, you always wore the clothes your master ordered. Tight, black and rich green, leather and lace, studded with D rings for him to attach leashes and rope, and, crucially, no underwear, to better show off the reason for your prime position as familiar. 

Behind you, a single, cold, finger ran up the sole of your foot, taking its time to explore each inch, up to your bent knees and thick thighs before reaching between your legs. Bent as you were, your holes framed by your bite-marked thighs and hips, your Master could see exactly the effect his presence had on you. Dripping onto the cold vinyl floor below, you clenched and twitched to the smallest movement of his hand. He merely laughed in response to your needy moans, taking his exploratory fingers away and replacing them with a harsh smack to your pussy. 

“Please!” You cried, already desperate from your time spent away, desiring him, feeling his presence in your blood and his release still buried deep inside of you, butt plug firmly situated, waiting for the next time he felt the urge to bend you over the table. 

He didn’t even respond to say no, simply smacked you again and removed his hand, moving around the room. When he returned, you could see the candle, flickering in his hand as it vanished back out of your sight line. The green wax had already started to drip, creating a trail of droplets from the table back to your position on the floor. 

“Be still,” he ordered, placing the toes of his boot against your leash and pulling back until it was taut. Your head moved too, trying to move with the leash and failing, your body angled painfully, tight and unbalanced, but at least you could see him. 

The icy veins that ran up the alabaster skin of his arm bulged as he moved, wax stuck to his fingers like icing from a cake, unnoticed but stark against his otherwise perfect skin.  

You watched, rapt as the candle titled, the wax forming a languid drop before falling onto your skin. The first drop always felt the worst, hot and shocking, but, like being spanked, it became a welcome, spreading, warmth as each further drip started to coat your lower back, over the curves of your hips and bottom, and down the backs of your thighs. Mercifully, he had left the delicate area between your legs alone, this time. 

The wax started to cool, forming a crackling second skin. Your master knelt behind you, running a nail between the wax and your body, patching the cracked areas with barely felt globs of wax, that he fingered from the still burning candle. 

He placed it by your face, your eyes following the hypnotic dance of the flame, your body feeling light again as he eased the plug from your puffy, cum filled hole. It spilt out, stark white against the dark wax and he pushed it back in, rubbing it against your skin and licking the trickle that ran down your leg. 

Placing the glass plug carefully on the floor, he bent over you, his metal tie pin around his leaving freezing spots of lightning against your taut back, unwarmed by his body. His fingers grazed over your collar, reaching for the padlocked buckle at the back of your neck and releasing the lock with a twist of the key he kept wrapped around his wrist. 

Free from the pressure of the thick leather, you sucked in a deep breath and he watched, eyes narrowed as your jugular throbbed with every beat of your heart. 

Your heart beat between your legs too, acutely aware of how he could sense every change in your mood. His lips brushed the sensitive skin around your hole, licking away his own cum and leaving kisses, nipped into the soft flesh, so they stung and made you sigh all at once. 

A rough growl escaped him and he flipped you over effortlessly, spreading your thighs and pushing your knees back until you were almost folded in half. 

From his vantage point above you, he could see you clench again, his cum still running in rivulets onto the floor and pooling beneath you. The wax that had coated you cracked and splintered, leaving you surrounded by shards and splatters, like leaves in the forest. 

Your heart beat faster and he brought the candle closer again, playing with the flame in his fingers, watching them turn black and then pink again as his skin healed. Silently, he held the candle above you. 

“Are you frightened, my delicious little pet?” he questioned, tipping the candle enough that a blob of wax dangled over your spread lips, and then pulled back. 

You had been, once, the first time he’d brought you here, but as soon as his teeth had pierced your skin there had been no more worries, there hadn’t been anything. Just him, just Loki, your Master, your God. Any harm he caused would be healed just as quickly, you had no reason to be concerned, it was only fleeting - 

“No, I’m - MASTER!” you screamed, the wax hitting your sensitive bud and flowing like lava between your lips, cooling quickly. He let another drop fall, coating your pussy and legs, sealing your arousal inside and leaving only your clenching, abused hole free. 

“Good.” He set the candle down next to your face again, now burnt to a stub and dying with each puff of breath you let out.

You were starting to feel cold without the plug. The wax sealing your skin provided some comfort, but you were still so exposed, so open, so - 

“Needy pet, let me help you.” He pushed the head of his cock against your hole, as cold as the metal had been when he’d inserted it earlier. 

He sank in quickly, taking no time for you to adjust to his speed, setting a preternatural pace that had you scrabbling your short nails against the floor, trying to anchor yourself as he drove you backwards with the force of his thrusts. The wax covering your clit started to crack, creating enough friction to push you towards a frenzied, desperate release. 

Sensing the change in your heartbeat, he grabbed your throat, turning you to the side and exposing the bulging vein running up the length of your neck. In a swift movement, he bent his head, latching his sharp teeth into your skin and spilling your blood into his mouth, sucking hard enough to lift you from the floor. 

It was euphoric, being bitten. A delirious smile spread across your face as he finished inside of you, refilling your empty belly after so much had spilt during his inspection. 

He moved the glass butt plug and moved it outside of your field of vision and then back, blunt and firm, stretching you open until your hole tightened about its base. 

"Delicious, as always," he hummed, licking the wound until it sealed, joining the other healing puncture wounds that decorated your neck. 

And then he was gone as quickly as he'd arrived, wax, cum and blood the only bed you had to lie in, satiated, spent, so empty and so full.

[talklokitome]

What is it about the idea of vampire Loki that’s just so fucking irresistible?

[batwynn]

Feasting

(Another art card Patreon reward for October)

[lunarbuck]

Congratulations on your milestone Janie!!!

No pressure request for Vampire! Au Loki

Thank you so much for the request <3

moodboard is just for vibes, not what reader looks like

pairing: Vampire!Loki x f!reader (any race) | Vampire AU

wc: 473

sneak peek: Be careful what you wish for.

warnings: vampire, sexual situation/tension, blood, pet name [my pet]

my masterlist | 1.5k sleepover

Loki’s long fingers brushed over your forehead, tracing your features. You gaze up at him, eyes wide and pupils blown.

“You are so beautiful, my pet,” he coos, thumb tugging at your lips. Loki towers over you at full height compared to you on your knees, and you love how he commands every part of the moment. “So, so beautiful.”

You’ve been working on Loki’s estate for nearly a year but only met the man a few months ago. From the moment you’d laid eyes on him, you’d been infatuated, drawn into the power he exudes. Ever since, you’ve sensed his nearness, felt his presence in every room. 

It has all come to a crux tonight. It was as if something had called you to him, guided you to him. You want to beg him for something, anything, but you’re not sure what.

“Please,” you whisper. Loki smirks and crouches down in front of you. His eyes pierce into your soul, seeing the depths of your being.

“Oh, my pet, the things I want to do to you. The things I crave…” He dips his head, running his nose along your neck. He breathes you in deeply, and you shudder at his closeness. One of Loki’s hands moves to cup the back of your head, tilting it, while the other circles your throat. 

You suck in a deep breath, your heart slamming in your chest as Loki’s essence surrounds you. He lowers his mouth to your neck and licks the soft skin there, tasting you. He growls, tightening his grip on your head and neck.

“You taste exquisite,” he manages to bite out, his lips tickling your pulse point. Loki’s teeth scrape against you, and you shiver, aching to arch into him. 

“Loki,” your voice comes out as a moan.

“Do you want me to show you?” You whimper out your reply, and a moment later, flashes of vivid images fill your mind.

Images of Loki pressing you into the ground, of him sinking into you deeply.

Images of his head buried between your thighs, of your fingers in his hair.

Images of Loki’s mouth on your neck, of his hands all over you.

“Is that what you want, pet?” Loki asks, nipping at your neck. 

“Yes, Loki.”

“Be careful what you wish for.” Your back hits the carpet, the air in your lungs leaving you in a gasp. He crawls over you, and for a moment, fear slams in your chest. But it’s gone as quickly as it came. 

Loki’s head lowers over your pulse point, and pleasure pours through your veins as he drinks from you. You’ve never felt so warm, so alive. 

When Loki pulls away, his smile is menacing but beautiful, tainted with the deep red of your blood on his lips. “Now you’re all mine,” he whispers. “Forever.”

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[harlequin-hangout]

Here’s an updated post!! @vbecker10 gave me the idea to make thin dividers as well, so here’s a new completed set for @michelleleewise!!

Loki Laufeyson: The main theme composed of Loki’s colors, the green and gold background is overlayed by several different components. First, a trifold silhouette of Loki’s infamous helmet. Flanking the helmets on either side are Clematis flowers, which represents (among other things) wisdom and mischief. Finally, each end is finished with Loki’s intertwining snakes insignia sourced from Norse Mythology.

Jotun!Loki: With the blue and red imitating the stark contrast between Jotun (Jötunn) eyes and skin (inspiration on color choice taken from the What If . . . ? Series, we see the same helmet silhouette overlaid. On each side, a combination of the runes that make the name “Loki” (pictured at either end) combined to make a singular piece.

Vampire!Loki: With Burgundy and Black creating a very gothic Aesthetic, the Bat takes center stage. A set of vampire fangs pull the look from gothic to vampiric. On either side, however, sit an overlay of Nordic runes in black and gold that would spell “Vampire” if left separate. The helmet profile finishes the ends, a tribute to the God the dividers were designed for.

I do not give permission for anyone except @michelleleewise to use these dividers. They are hers and hers alone. If you would like your own or have ideas for free use dividers, please send me an ask

[caffiend-queen]

Caffiend’s Supremely Spooky As Fuck Halloween Reading Recommendations

One of the darkest and most atmospheric pitch-black Loki stories I’ve ever come across was from the wildly talented @maiden-of-asgard​ - her Vampire!Loki was a terribly tormented creature locked in a castle on Midgard because his brother Thor couldn’t bear to kill him. So who better to keep Vampire!Loki company than a “treasonous” Light Elf? 

In Monstrous, the claustrophobic confines of the castle and the half-deranged remains of Loki are terrifying enough. But what if he chooses to show the least amount of kindness to his tormented captive? 

Caffiend’s Spooky As Fuck Halloween Reading Recommendations Masterlist.

[literatureatthebowofnails]

Rapacity - misreall - Loki: Agent of Asgard [Archive of Our Own]

Oh my gods. This might be the best written fic I've ever read

[sijjelly]

oh god..

oh god.

[rinamart]

Lokius vampire AU

The works are old, but I thought that someone might not have seen them🤔 To be honest, this is one of my favorites, I’m still happy with it 🥺🤧 Well, another reason is that today an N$FW version of these arts will be released on my P@treon🌚 But now there is already (WIP) a small piece of vampire AU with Lokius (Mobius 🙈)⬇️⬇️⬇️

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[perseephoneee]

⭑ FIC RECS ⭑

↳ masterlist  ↳ ship exchange ↳ taglist ↳ 1k celebration

last updated: 04/15/2024

↳ as a writer, i'm always consuming things about my favs, and i thought it was time to share some of my favorites. every story here has likely been reread by moi a million times. also-- my psyche can be easily viewed by how many stories are under one individuals *cries*

SUPERNATURAL

every headcanon from @via-l0ve

her boys @octoberclidan. (tfw)

dances with team free will @octoberclidan

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ DEAN WINCHESTER

cruel summer (18+) @waynes-multiverse

ladies with experience (18+) @hintsofhoney

dean reads you wrong @zepskies

she's my siren (18+) @fatecantstopme

smoke eater (series) @zepskies

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ SAM WINCHESTER

a taste of summer @impala-dreamer

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ CASTIEL

dreaming (18+) @impala-dreamer

beautiful to me @impala-dreamer

angel alpha (18+) @crashdevlin

i'll watch over you @octoberclidan

if you will have me, i'm yours (18+) @gilverrwrites

neckties @supernaturalfreewill

love, by any other name @zepskies

peculiar @supernaturalfreewill

because of books @supernaturalfreewill

last night on earth (18+) @hollybell51

don't bet on it (18+) @hollybell51

his charge (18+) @impala-dreamer

sharing is caring (III) @zepskies

TEEN WOLF

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ ISAAC LAHEY

sick reader @smellslikemultifandomimagines

aftercare @smellslikemultifandomimagines

hidden with isaac @scoopsahoy

mutual losing (18+) @smellslikemultifandomimagines

facesitting (18+) @smellslikemultifandomimagines

cruel summer @hotdogwillex

come back to me @hotdogwillex

cold feet, warm bodies (18+) @scoopsahoy

i'm gonna kiss you now @sourwulf

drunken confessions @teenwolffan-with-nolife

dream @rogershoe

fratboy!isaac (18+) (all time fav) @mermaidenisaacs

teaches you to kiss (18+) @mermaidenisaacs

prove me wrong (18+) @twjournals

VAMPIRE DIARIES

dating the mikaelsons @wholoveseggs

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ ELIJAH MIKAELSON

hold (18+) @wholoveseggs

extra-extraordinary (18+) @wholoveseggs

blood bath (18+) @wholoveseggs

warmth (18+) @wholoveseggs

the result of naps @fitzs-trained-monkey

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ KLAUS MIKAELSON

she knew better (18+) @klausysworld

distracted @theeoriginals

you bring me home @theeoriginals

sharp (18+) @theeoriginals

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ KOL MIKAELSON

christmas khaos @wholoveseggs

goodnight kisses @kmikaelsonimagines

frustrations (18+) @madhatterbri

thigh socks (18+) @geminioriginalsimagines

proposal @kmikaelsonimagines

Christmas in dixie @fitzs-trained-monkey

bruised and battered @fitzs-trained-monkey

shots @so-long-soldier-writes

little favors @fitzs-trained-monkey

of ice skates and sugar cookies @fitzs-trained-monkey

ten minute blood stain removal @fitzs-trained-monkey

like a box of chocolates @fitzs-trained-monkey

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ KAI PARKER

for my valentine (18+) @babeydollx

lace (18+) @geminioriginalsimagines

game on (18+) @socio-kai-path1972

kisses @socio-kai-path1972

why? @socio-kai-path1972

affinity romance (18+) @socio-kai-path1972

is it hot in here? (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

party crasher (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

sex tea (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

say it again (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

the red means (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

the price of hatred (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

spoiled (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

birthday girl (18+) @oneirataxiahiraeth

STAR TREK

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ JIM KIRK/BONES

a well documented debacle @mybullshitsensesaretingling

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ PAVEL CHEKOV

sweatpants @youre-on-a-starship

MARVEL

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ LOKI

reformed villain squad @give-me-a-moose

overtime (18+) @cleo-fox

loki's happy ending @gingerwritess

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ BUCKY BARNES

graveyard @wkemeup

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ STEVEN GRANT/MARC SPECTOR

red flags (18+) @astroboots

HUNGER GAMES

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ FINNICK O'DAIR

oral headcanon (18+) @lucilleslore

darling and the virgin (18+) @wife-of-all-dilfs

TED LASSO

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ JAMIE TARTT

chilly cheeks @veryberryjelly

about you @buckychristwrites

saved you a seat @benedictscanvas

operation: tartt's heart @theowritesstuff

DOCTOR WHO

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ TENTH DOCTOR

family christmas @writerlyhabits

gestures and evasion @doctenwho

before you go @doctorslove

falling in love again @doctorslove

CRIMINAL MINDS

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ SPENCER REID

virgin!spence (18+) @fortheloveofwonderland

i'd bottle the feelings you gave me @spencersfunkysocks

all the women he's loved before @fortheloveofwonderland

a helping hand (18+) @sinfulspencer

second date @samuel-de-champagne-problems

preciously pure (18+) @foxy-eva

STRANGER THINGS

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ BILLY HARGROVE

two ships passing in the night @hairringtonsteve

[the-fangirl-diaries]

His looks? Stunning? His voice? Hot. His moral compass? Questionable. Don't bother telling me who he is, I probably know who you're thinking about and honestly? Same.

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Loki: This will probably go faster if we split up.

Thor: [nods]

Thor: Can I come with you?

Loki: Okay, where did I lose you on the whole “splitting up” thing?

[snake-queen04]

[inlovewhithafairytale]

Meanwhile Me defending the love of my life.

He's KILLED people before!!! He's insane!!!

Me: yeah...but have you SEEN the way he smiles?

[harlequin-hangout]

Here’s some dividers for @michelleleewise, one of my favorite authors!! I had so much fun making these, and I’d LOVE to do more! Can you spot all the different Norse pieces??

Loki Laufeyson: The main theme composed of Loki’s colors, the green and gold background is overlayed by several different components. First, a trifold silhouette of Loki’s infamous helmet. Flanking the helmets on either side are Clematis flowers, which represents (among other things) wisdom and mischief. Finally, each end is finished with Loki’s intertwining snakes insignia sourced from Norse Mythology.

Jotun!Loki: With the blue and red imitating the stark contrast between Jotun (Jötunn) eyes and skin (inspiration on color choice taken from the What If . . . ? Series, we see the same helmet silhouette overlaid. On each side, a combination of the runes that make the name “Loki” (pictured at either end) combined to make a singular piece.

Vampire!Loki: With Burgundy and Black creating a very gothic Aesthetic, the Bat takes center stage. A set of vampire fangs pull the look from gothic to vampiric. On either side, however, sit an overlay of Nordic runes in black and gold that would spell “Vampire” if left separate. The helmet profile finishes the ends, a tribute to the God the dividers were designed for.

I do not give permission for anyone except @michelleleewise to use these dividers. They are hers and hers alone. If you would like your own or have ideas for free use dividers, please send me an ask

[vampworks]

Satisfaction

Loki x Vampire! Reader

MINORS DNI

Word Count: 1.4K

Warnings: Blood, Vampirism, Smut, language, angst

A/n: the first bit of spice I've written and omg I don't know how to feel about it. Anyway, vampires ima right?

Stalking the halls of the tower, I never felt so lonely until now. The thirst has all but consumed my nights. Sleep had long since been completely off the table as the hunger set in, leaving me with a pair of red eyes and a screaming pit in my core, slowly haunting the same rooms I used to run through with a smile.

Today’s failed mission flashes through my head as I pass the kitchen. Creeping into cabinets and the fridge as I remember the sheer joy ripped away from me as my “meal” escaped. I slammed it shut and heard Steve lecture me on discipline on the jet all over again. It’s like he actually wants me to starve. After all of Bruce’s testing and the grueling rules, my insides seem to rip and tear within me. This was my chance to finally feel even remotely full. All of nothing.

I heard faint snores, hushed voices, and the clink and clang of metal in the lab beneath my feet. One sound rang louder than them all whether it was a blessing and a curse, the soft beat of their hearts. It brought me closer to them most nights. It reminded me that they were all okay.

I found myself silently counting the beats of Bucky's heart on the roof. It was grounding whenever I heard it. His very presence was grounding. He looked at me differently from the rest of the team like he actually understood me. I knew I’d be able to rest with him. The team was still uneasy around me because of my new 'condition' but not him. Im tempted to join him until the sound of a familiar, honeyed voice filled my ears.

"Hello, little bat." He whispered into my ear. "L..Loki," I sighed. He lets out a sly smirk as I shiver. “Out for a late-night snack?" He teased. I can hear his heartbeat slow as he pulls away, but it quickens again when my eyes meet his. “Listen, I won't play games with you tonight. I’m starving and all I can hear in this damn tower is blood rushing through my veins, so please let me just wander around in peace.” I placed my hand on his chest to push him away, but he held it there. His face is void of emotion, but his heart betrays him as it continues to beat rapidly. My eyes trace his sharp features down his face and fall onto his throat. The thought of sucking him dry crossed my mind. Maybe I could play his game this once.

“You’re more like me than you think.” His words brought me out of my trance. “What’s that supposed to mean.” I hissed, and his grip on my hand tightened. “It means, My pet. Neither you nor I will ever be satisfied going on like this.” He cooed. Loki’s other hand traces down my arm, only to rest on my waist. His breath grows heavy and desperate now matching the loud drum of his heart.

I want all of him now. I knew it was the hunger speaking, but I will deal with my own heart’s desires later. I could tell his heart was calling out. Begging for an embrace or at least a source of warmth. He might just be right, satisfaction always seemed just out of reach. A single eternal moment passed before I gained the strength to respond. “What do you suggest we do about that then?” my voice dripping with need as I speak. Loki’s façade of excellence was falling, but the remnants stood fast in his posture and grip on my waist.

Ever the royal gentleman, even in such desperation. He stumbles on his word for only a second before proposing an exchange of warmth. "Genius, is it not?” He stammered. I stifle a laugh “It’s brilliant, Watson.” I tease. His smile was sickeningly sweet, but his dark green eyes begged for something more. I held my breath as I pulled him into me by his collar. "Jump.” He commands. I obey and am pulled into his arms. His heart beats as if it’s a heavy drum threatening to burst through his chest. I waste no time laying kisses upon his lips and down to his throat. The sound that erupts from him is heavenly. “You are mine,” I whisper into his ear. A jolt runs through his body as he takes off into a sprint to his room with me in hand.

In a second, my back falls into his black satin sheets. He quickly crawls on top of me with his left hand, caresses my cheek, and shifts his weight onto his right hand. His knee ever so gently pushed on my inner thigh just to be closer. My own hands wrapped around his neck. My fingers tangle in his long, dark curls. I swear I hear the slightest whimper as my rings tug on a braid within them. Feverish kisses linger as if the next could not come fast enough. His lips, raw with a crimson tint, now begged for me to bite them. My fangs nip at his bottom lip as his left-hand gathers my shirt up my back. The taste isn’t nearly enough, as my senses are clouded by him.

All around me is him. His honeyed voice rings in my ear while his touch burns like fire, despite his skin feeling like ice. My mind fogs as I slip from his grasp and flip him on his back in a single swift motion. I take my seat on his lap, looking into his dark green once more. I find his eyes blown wide, staring back into my red ones as our chests chase our breath in tandem.

“Dammit, every inch of you is breathtaking.” He says in a hoarse tone as his hand takes the purchase of my waist once again. My smile widens and I grind down into him. “God, I say the same for you.” My eyes trail down to his chest as my hands slide up his arms to rest on his shoulders. “Let me be one with you… Please, my love.” He pleads. I can only nod as a whine escapes my throat. “Not quite. Use those pretty words of yours.” He commands, his hand now holding my chin up to meet his gaze. “Fuck...yes, please, I want you.” I pleaded. In a green flash, all the clothes that withhold my warmth from him are gone, leaving only the two of us in a world all our own. “Perfect little dove, all for me.”

Shadows wrapped around my aching body, soothing and teasing anywhere they could reach. They slowly lifted me onto the tip of his length. All that can be heard throughout the room is a string of curses and gasps for air from us both as he sets a ravenous pace beneath me. “Such a beautiful little thing you are, aren’t you.” He rasped. I feel his entire body tremble, and my eyes squeeze as I slam down on him repeatedly. “Good, just like that.” He praises. “Give in to me.” The two of us grew delirious in the thrill of it all as we grew closer to release. "Loki, please” I begin to beg. “Please let me taste you.” My words were barely sensical as my body ached for him. “Oh God Yes, I am yours to devour.” The shadows dissipate as I nuzzle in his chest, and his pace falters as my fangs graze and puncture his skin. I fed from him feverishly as he ruts into me, his grip on my waist is so tight leaving dark red marks in its wake. I moan in pure ecstasy at the taste and feeling.

Time stands still as we reach the very end. A flurry of moans and whimpers ring between us while satisfaction finally sets in. Tears began to fall from my eyes as the hole in my chest filled with warmth. After coming down from the high, Loki begins to unravel the two of us from the sheets. He lays me beside him, only for me to burrow into his chest once again. His arms wrapped around me, and he hummed sweet nothing into my hair.

After a moment, Loki began to lift me into the air. “While I love nothing more than to stay here with you forever, I fear we must shower, my dear.” I only respond with a muffled whine. “My apologies, my sweet. A bath, then? I fear no one is sleeping anymore anyway.”