Hi!

This oneshot was requested by Bookjustbecause

I hope it's what you expected.

Warning: Dominant reader and submissive Loki because it's hot.

Enjoy reading!

Xx

Loki was settled in the bath, had been for hours and you patience was wearing thin.

You were currently trying on his Asgardian armor. So, standing in front of his mirror, you put on the way to heavy helmet on top of your head.

You knew he had been watching you for months on end and now it was your chance to get what you wanted.

Chucking, you meandered to the bathroom and knocked.

'Loki?' you called. The rinsing of the tap muffled his reply. 'I'm coming in.'

He was massaging his scalp with shampoo and turned in the tub to face you, his mouth hanging open, a frown on his features.

'W-What?' he laughed, biting his bottom lip afterwards. 'Oh my...' He cleared his throat. 'Darling, you look-' You shut the door and leaned against it as he searched for the right word. 'Ravishing.'

You smiled as he settled down in the bath again, his shoulders disappearing below the soap bubbles.

'Well, I was rather bored, my King,' you started off on a flirtatious tone, throwing your head to the side. 'You've been in that tub for thirty minutes and I was wondering when it was my turn.'

He licked his lips and let his eyes roam over your cladded frame. His armor looked damn good on you. How he wanted to rip them apart and run his fingers along your-

He cleared his throat, looking away. No, he could not think of you in such way. You were restricted territory. Stark's daughter. No, he couldn't mess around with you.

'Please, take that off,' he mumbled, wetting hair and closing eyes.

You sighed and went to sit on the edge of the tub.

'Gladly,' you whispered, taking the helmet off your head and placed in onto the floor. His eyes opened and he rubbed his legs together at the memory of how it looked on you.

Stop, he snarled at himself.

Your hand slowly slid over your chest as you unbuckled the armor. The piece slid right of your shoulders, landing onto the floor.

And you aren't wearing a bra.

He should've torn his eyes away from you, but he simply couldn't when you rose to your feet, hands gripping at the fly of it.

Look away! His mind screamed at him. His eyes briefly flashed over the water surface, checking if his body was still covered with bubbles.

His hand stroke his full erection, and he shuddered when the trousers dropped. Fuck, you stood completely naked before him and he wanted to do nothing more than to burry himself deep inside you.

His thumb slid over the head of his cock and he breathed heavily as you lifted one leg over the edge of the tub, getting in.

Oh dear Allfather. You were joining him in the tub.

His breath hitched in his throat as you pressed your back against his front, rubbing your ass on his hard member.

He grunted near your ear and you let your head fall back in the crook of your shoulder, to feel his breath on you.

Satisfied he was this hard, you chuckled.

'Someone likes me in Asgardian armor,' you hummed, grinding your hips in his. He moaned out as he lifted his hands to touch you, but decided against it, they laid limp at his sides.

Your fingers entwined with his and you put them on your ribcage. You guided on of his hands up to your chest, sliding over your breasts and cleavage.

He moaned and finally cupped your left breast with his free hand, rolling it in his palm.

You knew he wanted this. The times you heard him moan your name in the middle of the night were countless.

'Have you ever imagined this, Loki?' you panted, arching against him. He groaned, lowering his head to suck on your neck. He didn't respond, too focused on you.

He did wanted this. For a very long time. And now you laid in front of him, he was to caught up in the moment to answer the question that slipped from your lips.

He whimpered as you pulled away and faced him, leaning back.

'Sit on the edge of the tub,' you commanded. He swallowed. 'I will not ask again, God. Do as I say and I may reward you.'

Chest heaving in anticipation, he did as he had been told. You got closer on your knees and pushed his legs apart.

His fingers curled around the edge of the tub as his mouth hung slightly agape, wondering if this was really happening.

You settled between his long, lean legs and brought your hands up to stroke his length. He shuddered and closed his eyes, face contorting in please as you ran your hands up and down his shaft.

'You have to keep quiet if you don't want my father to hear us,' you muttered. Your lips kissed the tip of his cock before you opened your mouth to mould your lips around him.

He bit his lips, eyes squeezed shit tightly.

Your tongue flicked the sensitive skin and he hissed out, his hips jerking forward. You accommodated all if him and sucked him hard, using the pad of your tongue to add to his pleasure.

He threw his head back and brought his hand up to his mouth and bit his knuckles to keep quiet.

Your hands slid around his hips to keep him still as he writhed above you.

His cock jerked inside your mouth and you pulled away. He let out an animalistic growl and panted hard.

'No,' he whined. His eyes opened and he looked at you, pleading. You smirked, and took his hands kn your, nudging him of the edge.

He slowly slid back in the water, his eyes begged you.

You straddled him and leaned into his ear.

'I want you to come inside me,' you whispered, tongue flicking his earlobe before biting down. He sighed and his hands went to your thighs.

You lifted your hips and slowly let yourself slid onto his cock. And damn. He was big. You cried out as you were fully impaled on him. You hands rested on his shoulders and you panted hard.

'Tell me, Loki. Did you imagine this.' He bit his lip. 'Tell me.'

'So many times,' he breathed the sentence together. You smirked and rolled your hips into his.

The first thrust were gentle until you started to burn with desire. The pace picked up. The sensation became unbearable.

He panted against your wet throat, kissing and sucking as if his life depended on it. His lips scraped over the sensitive skin there and he moaned, the vibrations sending a wave of heat to your core.

You clenched around him and he twisted inside you. His nails dug into your back as you arched against him. He came hard, him filling you up and his pleasure send you over the edge.

You cried out with it and hid your face in the crook of his neck, covering his throat in love bites.

He panted on your neck and you were still reveling in the aftermath of your orgasm. He ran a hand through your hair.

'Y/N,' he breathed, tilting your chin up so he could look at your face. You smiled at him.

'Mhm?'

He gazed down at your breasts and blushed.

'You didn't kiss me,' he whispered, cheeks a scarlet red.

You chuckled, your hand caressing his cheek.

'Because I wanted you to ask for it,' you confessed before your lips met, your bodies still joined.

You gave him one more thrust and he moaned into the kiss.

Grinning, you wrapped your arms around his neck in a leisurely kiss.