(y/n) - your name

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Ever since that night at the Halloween party, it was as if a switch had been turned on inside me and all I wanted was Loki to touch me. All I wanted was for him to stop teasing me and make me scream. I was fucking horny around Loki all the damn time and it was frustrating, especially when the asshole has been teasing me every chance he got.

He would always touch me, tease me whenever the others wasn't looking, send pulses of magic through me beneath tables at dinner or underneath a blanket in the living room during the avenger movie night sessions.

He was being a pest about it and he knew how I felt. He knew and felt my frustration through my harness but continued to drive me up the damn wall. For now, for example. Loki had me pinned against the hallway wall while kissing me, my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms trapped above my head with his hand.

"Fuck, Loki~" I groan as he bucks his hips into mine, littering marks across my neck while his other hand gripped my bare waist as he pushed up my nightgown. I was completely helpless in this situation, Loki kissing me quickly to quiet my moans as he sends pleasurable shocks through my core with his magic.

"You need to quiet down darling, unless you want someone to spot us." my breath hitches and I throw my head back against the wall when a wave hits me hard, Loki rolling his hips into me in time with the waves. The overstimulating feelings suddenly disappear and I groan in frustration as Loki leans back, a mischievous smirk on his face.

"Loki I swear to god-"

"-someone is coming down the hallway darling." He pecks my lips once more before setting me back down on my feet. I could feel my heart slamming against my chest as I lean back against the wall due to my legs being a little shaky.

"Ah, I finally found you two." I look over to see Vision floating towards us. "Mr. Barton and his wife have arrived and directly asks for you Miss (y/n)."

"Wait, Clint and Laura are here?" my frustration is replaced by eagerness as Vision nods and I run downstairs with Loki close behind me. I reach the living room to see Clint's kids playing with Peter and Natasha while he and his wife were sitting on the couch. "Clint! Laura!" Laura stands up immediately and I dive to hug her as she laughs happily while squeezing me.

"Awe (y/n), it's been so long since I've last seen you! Come here, let me take a look at you." Laura holds my face, beaming. "You've grown up well, hasn't she Clint." he nods and I finally notice him holding something small bundled up in a blanket.

"Is that..." I gasp when Laura nods and I walk over to see tiny Nathaniel who was sleeping soundly in his father's arms. "He's adorable!" I coo softly, brushing my finger gently against Nathaniel's cheek.

"He's been the quietest kid we've had yet." Laura chuckles and Loki walks over to peer at the child. Clint raises a brow at me, giving a questioning look towards the dark-haired god that was clinging onto me but I ignore it.

"So what brings you back to the compound?"

"Well technically, I'm not entirely back."

"How have you two been?" the Barton's give each other a tired but fulfilling look.

"Exhausted but as happy as we could ever be." Laura says and Clint silently shakes his head no in disagreement. I chuckle lightly as Laura wacks her husband.

"So why are you two here anyway? Thought you would rather be far away from the avenger's scene."

"Well, we kinda came to ask a favour (y/n)." Laura asks.

"Shoot."

"Could you babysit the kids for the weekend? It's just that Clint and I haven't had a night to ourselves and we would really appreciate it if you-"

"-sure." I shrug and Clint blinks at me in surprise.

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah, I did offer to look after your kids if you needed so why not." Laura sighs in relief and Clint thanks me.

"You're a blessing kid." Clint says before kissing his wife's cheek and walking off to ready the car or something.

"So are they staying here at the compound or am I looking after them back home?" I ask and Laura gives me an apologetic smile.

"Back home if it's ok with you. They found out we were coming to the compound and wanted to visit their auntie Natasha."

"It's alright! I'll just go get a bag packed and we can head over." I run back upstairs to grab my large duffel bag that was pre-packed for missions or runaway situations.

"Why did you agree to look after that mortal's kids?" Loki asks as he leans on the doorway.

"Because I promised Laura." I put some pants on beneath my nightgown and a hoodie on.

"And Romanoff can't look after them?"

"I think she has a mission to go on. Come on Loki, this would be fun. You have to see Clint's place. It's absolutely beautiful and in such a serene and quiet forest."

"Oh, so you want me to join you?" Loki smirks at me and I roll my eyes as I walk past him.

"If you want to join me, hurry up and pack and meet me downstairs!"

I was cradling Nathaniel in my arms, swaying side by side gently in the Bartons living room as he gurgled softly. I finally managed to shove Clint and Laura out for their fun weekend after Laura fussed over her kids and handed me Nathaniel. I didn't let go of him once, entranced at how tiny he looked all swaddled up in the bundle of cloth.

The baby looks up at me with its big eyes and I smile down at it, leaning my pinky down as it caught it. I awe quietly and gush at its cuteness as Nathaniel wrapped his entire hand around my finger, bubbling and making soft baby noises. There was a new feeling in my chest, looking up to see Loki watching me with a soft and unrecognisable look on his face from the staircase.

He was getting the kids ready to go take them on a trip to the beach nearby their house since they were filled with energy. "Are they ready love?" He blinks and nods, calling the kids downstairs. Loki walks over to me to look down at the baby as the tiny being smile up at me. I look up again and see Loki staring at me again with a look in his eyes. "What?"

"Nothing, nothing." He shakes his head and we all head outside to walk to the beach. I watch happily as Loki interacted with the kids, them swinging on his arms like monkey vines as I carried all our stuff next to us with my magic. The day was absolutely beautiful, the sky a heavenly blue and the breeze filled with a sweet smell as it lightly picked up my summer dress and my sunhat.

We reached the beach and I set everything down, the blanket on the sand with a giant umbrella and a food basket beneath it. The kids had put sunscreen on before we left the house, already diving for the ocean water as I settled beneath the umbrella. I watched over the kids as they played with Loki despite him telling them no, wondering if this is what it felt like to have a family of my own.

I set Nathaniel in his cot as I played with the sand, feeling like a child again as I built a sandcastle. "Now what are you doing darling?" Loki kneels next to me, an arm around my waist.

"Building a sandcastle!" I grin, making sure to keep an eye on Nathaniel as I floated over buckets of water to use.

"Why?"

"It was one of the many things I wanted to cross off my bucket list." I hear the kids squeal as they splash each other and I call them out to make sure not to go too far into the water.

"A bucket list?" Loki questions and I bring out my book that I brought with me everywhere and I show him.

"When I was in the hospital back in my world, I wrote down all the things I wanted to do before I died." I point to the line where I wrote that I would go to a beach and build a sandcastle. I take out a pen and tick the square in front of the sentence.

"You have a long list..."

"I know..." I mumble sadly, my eyes catching a particular line. Nathaniel starts crying and I quickly pick him up in my arms, gently rocking him and he quietens down.

"What... what was your life like in the hospital?" Loki asks and I bristle. "You don't have to tell me-"

"-it's fine. I think it might be easier to explain if you saw yourself..." Loki looks at me with worry as I hold out my hand for him. He hesitantly holds my hand and I let him see all my memories.