The requests are on their way. I haven't forgotten about them. I was just busy studying for my driving license and I passed the exam! Yay,

Here's a oneshot that I absolutely loved writing. Ehehehe.

Enjoy reading!

xx

Loki was staring at you from across the kitchen table and you were just staring back, shoving a full spoon of pudding into your mouth. The corners of his mouth curved upward.

Earlier today you two had gone to the Do It Yourself Store with Tony's creditcare. You had bought green paint to cover Loki's wall with it. It was an old chamber so it could use some colour.

'What are you two smiling at?' asked Natasha with a suspicious eyebrow cocked up. You were dragged from your daydream and looked at her with a dumb expression on your face.

'I'm afraid that's our little secret,' said Loki with a wicked grin, devouring the pudding in his mug. You hummed, drinking form the glass of water in front of you.

'Are you ready?' you questioned. Loki nodded, licking of his spoon, which Natasha rolled her eyes at.

'Yes.' You both put your mugs down and you jumped from you stool, sauntering towards Loki, who was waiting for you at the door. Natasha gave you one more questionable glare before turning around to make herself some coffee.

Loki grabbed your wrist and dragged you around the corner, where he lifted you and threw you over his shoulder. You shrieked, then giggled foolishly.

'I can walk, you know,' you teased. He chuckled.

'I prefer it this was, honey.' You only smiled, rolling your eyes at his sillyness. I mean, you weren't complaining, you had a nice view on his a-

'There we are,' he said, putting you down.

'Oki,' you squeaked, walking on the plastic that covered his floor. The room was totally empty, except for the ladder, and a few paint rollers- and of course, green paint. It was his colour. You grabbed a can of green paint, a roller and smiled at him. He was standing next to you, grinning as you gave him a paint brush. 'You do the edges. I start at the top, you do the bottom.' He knitted his eyebrows together.

'That's not what I had in mind-' he protested, but you were already at the first step on the ladder, then the second. You turned your head and looked at him, being at the same eye-level, you giggled.

'Hi.' He chuckled. 'I'm tall now.' He went to stand on the tips of his toes and you just went higher on the ladder, laughing with triumph.

'Okay, let's get started,' he proposed. You hummed and dipped the rolled into the paint, before spreading it out on the wall. He did the same to the little paint brush, painting the edges. You worked together in peace, Loki was mumbling a song to himself and you were listening.

You were just done with the part you could do on the ladder and wanted to crawl off, but you foot hit the can. It fell from the ladder, straight on Loki's back. Green paint was spilled all over his back. He stopped singing, halting his movements, the paint brush clenched in his fist. You swallowed.

'Oops,' your voice cut through the quiet room. You snorted. His head shot up with a glare. You slowly made your way off the ladder, looking at him with big, innocent eyes. You tried to smile, but you bursted out into fits of laughter.

'Y/N,' he chuckled. 'This is unbelievable.' He got up and faced you, green paint running over his cheeks, staining his hair and his back - his back was the worst. You snickered, which earned you a stern look from him, before he pushed himself against the wall, moving his arms up and down.

He took a step forward and turned around, his figure stained on the wall. You couldn't help but laugh. He turned to you and smiled, shaking his head.

'I hope you know that you will pay for that.' You eyes went big and you already started to back away.

'No, it was an accident,' you defended yourself. A smug grin crept up his face, and you expected him to lash out or something because his arms were suddenly around your hips.

'I'm going to hug your until you're green too!' he spat tauntingly, taking a strand of his green hair and wiping it across your face. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to squirm away, but that didn't work since he was ridiculously strong.

'Stop! I surrender!' you yelled, he shook his head.

'Not today!' he laughed evilly, reaching out for a paint roller, sinking it into the paint and rolling it over your clothes.

'Loki!' you growled. He chuckled. 'Laufeyson! I swear to God-!'

'That's funny.'

'I'm a funny person,' you said, proud of yourself.

'Oh, yeah, very witty,' you growled, taking the can with paint in it. You writhed beneath him, trying to get away from that can. you succeeded and ran away, but he was at his feet in no time, cornering you, pushing you against the wall.

'Please, don't,' you tried to reason with the good. 'I still need that.' You pointed at the treacherous can in his hands.

'Fair is fair, sweetheart,' he said with a smirk. Your jaw dropped and gave him an accusatory glance.

His finger hooked around the top of your shirt and poured the paint in it. The cold liquid flowed down your cleavage and tummy. You shrieked and he bursted out laughing, letting you go and grabbing ahold of his stomach to control his laughter.

'Now, you can surrender,' he told you. You held up your hands and then he did something stupid - he turned his back towards you, which gave you the perfect opportunity to grab a paint brush, run it down your neck to get some paint on it and ran up to him. You tapped his shoulder.

'Loki?' He turned around with a smile. Your hand shot up and you swiped the brush across his nose. You chuckled and daubed his cheeks before he grabbed your wrist and stole your brush, smearing some on your face, but when he didn't have enough paint, he lowered the brush into your shirt before bringing it back up and spreading across your forehead. You growled and tried to grab the brush.

'Okay,' he chuckled. 'Enough. We don't have any paint left and my room isn't even painted.' You giggled.

'Your fault,' you accused him. He rolled his eyes.

'You started, though.' You dropped the subject.

'So, what now?' you wondered.

'What about we clean ourselves and then go steal Tony's money to buy new paint?' You shrugged.

'Seems like a good idea to me,' you chirped.

You tiptoed towards the bathroom, closing it, but someone forced himself inside as well. You turned around, a slight frown on your face as the God of Mischief batted his eyelashes at you. His fingers flicked the door knob, locking it.

'Loki, what are you doing, sweetie?' you called. He gave you a cheeky smile and took of his stained shirt, tossing it into the laundry bin.

'I need to shower,' he said, turning on the shower and getting rid of his pair of trousers. You bit your lip as he stepped in the shower.

'Uhm...' His head popped out, shoving the curtain aside, giving you a smirk.

'Are you not coming?' he questioned. You blinked.

'But... I'm green.'

'Yeah, me too. Come here. It's nice.' He disappeared again and you shrugged, stripping yourself from your clothes.

'Loki?' He hummed. 'Do you have shampoo?'

'I have a lot more than shampoo, darling,' he said. You rolled your eyes, not questioning your next move - you really shoud've thought this through. You stepped into the shower, his back towards you, hands rubbing shampoo in his scalp. Green paint flowling down his delicious form. You licked your lips, clearing your throat. He turned around and gestured for you to come closer.

You walked overto him, grabbing a washcloth and holding it under the spray. Loki chuckled and grabbed it, arm snaking around your waist and running the cloth over your face. Your breath hitched in your throat when he turned you around and pushed you against the wet wall.

'Loki-' you got cut off as a moan escaped your lips. His hands were on your breast, kneading the soft skin. You placed your hands on his biceps. Breath quickening, you pulled him closer. He dropped the washcloth and pressed his body against yours, something poked your belly.

Your hands tangled in his hair, pulled him towards your mouth. His lips barely touched yours and he dragged his tongue over them before taking you in a rushed kiss. His fingers dug into your waist. It stung a bit, but you were to busy focussing on his hands. They were everywhere.

A knot in your stomach twisted and you gasped for air when you felt him against your entrance, dragging your palms over his lean chest.

'Can I-' You intterupted him with a kiss, rubbing yourself against him. You whimpered when he slid himself inside, filling you completely. His face contorted into pleasure and you tried to keep your eyes open just to watch his facial expressions. They were beautiful.

He thrusted inside you at a slow pace, to let you adjust. He groaned when your nails dug into his skin, his movements becoming more frantic. Your name fell off his lips and you clenched around him, making him growl.

Your heart was beating so fast, he could probably feel it.

He placed an open-mouthed kiss on your shoulder, brushing his tongue across the wet skin before biting down. You moaned. His movements became deeper and more sloppy, filling you in the most delicious way possible.

Your core was throbbing with need. You arched against him, begging incoherently. He grabbed your leg and swung it over his hip, working himself into a frenzy. You moaned, hand fisted in his hair. The tension was unbearable and you went limp against him, reveling in ecstasy and he followed suit, his body went stiff before it relaxed against your, panting.

You both came down from your high.

Loki groaned.

'I love painting with you,' he muttered against your temple, placing a tender kiss there.

Once out of the shower, you put on some clothes and headed towards the kitchen. Tony was just coming in, throwing his phone and wallet on the table. Loki smirked at you, and you nodded knowingly. You cleared your throat.

'Tony,' you said with a seductive voice, which earned a glare from Loki. Tony's head snapped towards you, a smile on his features.

'Hi, darling. How are you?' You looked over his shoulder to Loki, who took his wallet, rummaging through his different creditcards.

'Uhm... I'm good, thanks. Do you know you look good?' you flirted with him. Tony grinned from ear to ear.

'I know. You don't have to remind me. Is everything alright?' he asked you as he wanted to look over his shoulder, but you grabbed his chin and made him look at you. You were squeezing his cheeks just a little too much. So you hugged him.

Loki held up the money, but you gestured for him to take more, so he did. You gave him a thumbs up.

'No, no, nothing wrong here. I just wanted to let you know you look handsome.' Loki put the wallet back and put the money in his pocket. You let Tony go and ran away, Loki doing the same.

He glared at you.

'I don't like it when you flirt with him,' he accused you, smacking your ass. You yelped and smirked.

'It was for us. Now we have money to buy you paint.' You gave him a seductive wink and smacked his ass too.