Thor was the one who brought you down to earth in the first place for you protection. You were Asgardian - and a Goddess. The Goddess of Innocence. 

Now, you were living in the Stark Tower under the protection of the Avengers. You were just minding your own business when Thor returned from Asgard... and he had brought another God with him. 

You were sitting on the couch, reading another book next to Bruce when Thor walked into the living room with the raven haired God. 

'Y/N!' Thor boomed. 'How are you?' He spread his arms for you  to run into. He pulled you into a hug. 

'I am doing great, thank you. How about you?' He smiled. 

'Fantastic. I actually brought someone with me.' Thor looked fondly at the tall man next to him, who looked less fondly back at Thor. 'Please, meet Loki, my brother.' Loki stepped forward with a wicked grin on his face. You took a step back, but he already grabbed your hand. You looked at Thor, who smiled brightly at you encounter. 

'Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief. Of Asgard,' he introduced himself with a silky voice that made you gulp. 

'Y/N,' you squeaked nervously. He brought your hand up to his face and kissed it, his eyes never leaving yours. 

'You don't seem mortal,' he remarked. Before you could answer him, Thor did. 

'She's an Asgardian Goddess, brother.' 

'Goddess of what?' Loki inquired with interest. 

'Goddess of Innocence,' Thor answered. You stood awkwardly between the two brothers as Loki took in every inch of your body. You suddenly felt very exposed in your shorts and shirt. He smirked. 

'Interesting,' Loki mumbled. You averted your eyes to the floor. 'I believe we will have lots of fun together,' Loki added with a wide grin. Thor stomped his brother. 

'Don't. You. Dare,' Thor hissed. Loki raised an eyebrow. and you just stood there, confused in between them. 

'Don't dare what exactly? Please be specific, brother,' Loki teased. He hadn't let go of your hand yet and when you pulled back, his grip only tightened, but it didn't hurt. His elegant fingers brushed against yours as he carressed your palm. 

'You know what,' Thor growled. 

'What is this supposed to mean?' you wondered as you looked at the two men having a staring contest. 

'Nothing Lady Y/N. Don't worry,' Thor soothed. He leaned closer to you and whispered something in your ear. 'Don't get to close to him. He has the tendency to  fuck everything that moves. Like literally. Everything.' Your eyes widened as you looked at Loki, who grinned. He had definitly heard what Thor had said. 

'Goodbye, Thor,' Loki said. 

'Behave, Loki. I warn you,' Thor threatened. 

'Oh, no, I am so scared,' Loki mocked while rolling his eyes. He finally let go of your hand and you did a few steps back. You smiled shyly at him. 

Thor squinted his eyes at Loki before he walked out of the living room. Loki cleared his throat and smiled back at you. 

'Would you care to show me around the place? Perhaps show me my room?' His voice held a hint, but you didn't quite catch what it could be. You were the Goddess of Innocence after all. 

'Yeah, sure, follow me,' you hummed with a lovely smile. 'This is the kitchen.' You showed him where he could find everything and then went to the corridors. 

'There are actually name tags on the doors, so I think you should find your room by yourself,' you told him as you reached your door. 'It's next to mine.' He nodded gratefully. 

'Alright then. I figure we'll meet again soon. If you now excuse me, I will have a bath. I feel like I can use one after such a tiring trip.' He winked at you before grabbing at his doorknob. 

'I just going to do the same. See you in a bit!' you chirped. He was going to say something back, but decided against it and just nodded once again before intering his brandnew room. 

You did the same and headed to your shower and washed yourself. 

When you were done, you wrapped a towel around your body and dried your hair. You loved your hair. Sometimes it had a mind of his own and that what's you liked the most about it. 

Then you left the bathroom and decided you wanted a delicious cup of tea. You boiled some water and that's when your door opened. You looked over your bare shoulder to see a freshly showered God of Mischief leaning against the doorpost, wearing his usual smirk. You had to admit it, he was rather handsome, okay, more than handsome. And you would like to feel his - no! No impure thought, Y/N, focus. Your the Goddess of Innocence for a reason. 

'Hi,' you squeaked excited. He smiled genuinely at you. 

'Hi, I see I'm just in time,' he said in a flirtatious. He eyed your body up and down as you just turned back to your little counter. 

'Yes, you are. I am making tea. Do you want a cup.' Suddenly he was standing flush against you, pressing your tummy against the counter and you almost spilled some tea next to the cup. He hummed softly, placing his large hand at the side of your face, making you look at him. 

'We could drink tea later, darling. I have something else in mind,' he purred when he let his lips ghost over you cheekbone. You mouth hung slightly agape. His hand travelled up your body, one arm wrapping around you waist and his other hand gripping your next. It was a gently, yet firm grip that made you bite your lip. 

'What are you doing?' you asked him in a high pitched voice. 'I mean, I am not saying I don't like it, but I just don't know what I am supposed to-' You were silenced as his lips found yours. You gasped as your arms went limp at your sides, forgetting about the cup of tea as you enjoyed your first kiss. I mean, Goddess of Innocence, duh, you never did anything inappropriate... What was Odin going to say if he ever found out? Would he ban you to some realm? Would he curse you? Possibly kill you? 

You pushed Loki away from you. He frowned lightly, looking confused as you licked your lips as you looked up at him with in innocent look in your eyes. 

'I can't do this, you now that,' you whispered. He wrapped his hands around you either way, gazing into your eyes. 'Besides, I just met you.' 

'You know who I am. We used to see each other in the palace. I didn't recognise you until you said your name. It has been awhile, Y/N.' 

'I know, but you can't kiss me,' you reasoned. Your gaze desceded on the floor. 

'We could do a lot more than just kissing,' he said with a smirk. You bit your lip. 

'Like what?' you whispered, an anticipating shiver ran down your spine. 

'Mind if I show you?' he asked, he brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. You gulped and nodded. He needn't wait any longer to hook his fingers in the towel and peel it off your skin, only for it to fall to the ground. You whimpered as he pushed you against the counter, slowly. You brain screamed at you for not letting this happen, but it appeared that your hormones were in control of your actions now. 

'I am the Goddess of Innocene,' you reminded him. He groaned as he let his hands slid down your back. 

'When I'm done with you, you can be the Goddess of Fertility.' You stomach fluttered and you sucked in a breath. 

'Oh God,' you whimpered as he lifted you of the ground and carried you to your bed. Your back met with your silky sheets when he placed you down on it carefully. 

'As you are the Goddess of Innocence I assume you didn't do anything like this before?' he stated. His fingers loosened his Asgardian attire, discarding it to the floor and revealing his toned chest. 

'N-No,' you spluttered when his hands went to work on his trousers. 

'Don't worry, darling,' he soothed as he threw his last piece of clothing to the floor. You body followed his command, relaxing when he lowered himself on top of you. Your breath mixed with his. His scent invading your senses, numbing them. He took one of your hand in his and kissed each fingertip, then the inside of your wrist, arm, shoulder... You squirmed underneath him as he reached your neck, sucking on your pulse point. He could probably feel your heartbeat increasing. He bit you, then soothed out the sting with his silver tongue. You moaned quietly. 

His fingers slid over your belly, you muscles quivering under his touch. 

'Are you sure you want this, Y/N?' The way he said your name made you knees weak. You nodded, biting your lip. Your hands found his shoulders. 'I didn't hear that,' he mumbled. He bent down to you and catched your lips with his, sucking at your lower lip and giving it a few bites. He smiled when you traced his lips with your tongue. 

'Yes, I want this,' you hear yourself say. He seemed relieved and placed one more kiss on your lips before his finger found his way to your womanhood. He first drew paterns over you sentitive spot, making you wetter than you already were. He hummed, his face burried in your hair, breathing in your scent. 

He slid in two of his fingers inside you and you sucked a breath in through your teeth. You whimpered at the stinging feeling. He kissed your temple and mumbled sweet nothings in your ear, saying the pain would soon fade away. 

And it did, soon, you were a moaning mess. You legs trembled and you hands gripped his shoulders, you nails digging in his porcelain skin. He cruled his finger, while still holding a irregular pace that made you arch your back. 

You shattered into a thousand pieces underneath him as you came. You threw you head back, reveling in your own euphoria. You were surprisingly silent, Loki thought, and he wanted to see some change in that. 

He didn't really gave you time to recover. He already forced your legs apart and you felt something hard press at your entrance. His eyes found yours. He slipped inside you with ease and you closed your eyes. He kissed your jawline. 

'Look at me, sweetheart,' he said with a hoarse voice. You forced your eyes open and looked at him in a dreamy haze. He picked up a slow rhythm to let you adjust to his size. You clenced your jaw and wrapped your hands around his neck to pull him closer. He moaned and you did too as he increased his pace. Your eyes rolled back in your sockets. His name fell off your lips and he growled approvingly, rewarding you with a heated kiss that made you see stars. 

Your toes curled and you hooked your legs around his hips. He hit deeper spots inside you he hadn't been able to reach before and it had you moaning desperatly for some kind of release, which he gave to you with a few fast, deep, thrusts. You fell into abyss, losing yourself once again. His movements inside became less sporadic as he found his own release and he emptied himself inside you. 

You both panted, you chest heavily moving and struggling to catch your breath. Your hands tangled in his hair, while your thumb carressed his cheek. 

'Thank you,' you mumbled against his shoulder. He smiled and kissed your lips. 

'Thank you too,' he whispered. 'Y/N, my Goddess of Innocence.'