About: Loki has been trying to seduce you for over a year and you are slowly giving in. When you are both invited to a gift exchange, Loki bought you something mischievous that will change your relationship forever. 

You woke up due to a hand hovering over your bare arm. Groaning, you rolled over on your back. A shy smile adorned your lips when that someone settled over you, pushing some strands out of your face. 

A chuckle elicited from his mouth while his tongue slid over his bottom lip as he greeted you with a wicked grin. 

Yeah, not creepy at all, you thought to yourself as you rolled your eyes. Not that you weren't used to it, no, Loki had made a habit from crawling into your bed once you'd fallen asleep, not that you minded it. 

Your nightgown usually disappeared as well during the night, along with your underwear, so you didn't bother to put it  on anymore. And he always wore as little as you. 

You might've thought you were a couple, perhaps lovers, but nothing was less true. In fact, you never did anything beyond laying in bed together, or some cuddling on the couch. He tried tough, but you weren't sure what would happen if you'd let him. You were scared that if you gave in to him, he'd leave you alone. 

"Goodmorning," his silky voice drawled. Your heart fluttered. He bend down and tried to press a kiss on your lips, but you turned your head so he reached your cheek. He chuckled against your skin and nipped your jaw, which you silently gasped at. 

You gently placed your hands on his shoulder and pushed him away a little. He titled his head to the side and gave you a toothy smile. 

"We need to get up," you told him. You both had made plans with the Avengers. Because Loki and Thor lived here for one year, Tony had organized a small gift exchange with the whole team. It was a little like Secret Santa, without the Santa, because it was in the middle of summer. 

"Mhm, I disagree. I'm rather comfortable in here, with you," he purred, as he lowered himself against your body. You bit your lip while your stomach did a backflip. You frowned and pushed him back, which earned a smile from him. 

"I need to shower," you mentioned. His eyes glinstened in the morning sun that poured from the windown into the room. He raised an enthusiastic eyebrow, eyes shining with mischief. 

"Can I join again?" he asked you as he helped you up, taking your hand in his. The sheets slipped from your form as he led you into your personal bathroom. You shrugged, a smile playing around your lips. 

"If you behave," you muttered. He laughed and closed the door behind you, before meandering over to the shower and putting it on while you laid out the towels. 

"I always behave," he muttered back while gathering the shampoo. You already got into the shower and bend over to search for the showergel, not finding it between the all the different soaps. 

Loki silently opened the shower curtain and smirked before getting in, without you noticing. You yelped when his hand landed on your ass cheek. You shot up, with the right bottle in your hands and glared at him. A playful smile tugged at your lips as he took the bottle out of your fingers. 

"I told you not to do that," you accused while you started shampooing your hair. He smirked. 

"No, you didn't," he said. You rolled your eyes. 

"I told you to behave." 

"I will never do it again," he replied while pressing his lips together, eyes wide and hands up in surrender. You raised an eyebrow, then laughed. 

"Alright then," you mused as you washed your hair out. He grapped another bottle and brought his hands to your shoulders, massaging your flesh. You briefly closed your eyes before shoving his hands away. "We have to be quick. The Avengers are probably waiting for us." 

"So you're saying if we weren't in a rush, you'd let me touch you?" Dammit, you thought. 

"No, I..." You took a deep breath and he laughed silently against your ear, making you shiver. 

"Mhm, I'll keep that in mind," he said lowly before pressing a kiss to your forehead and beginning to wash his hair. You looked at him, baffled, as you stood under the showerspray watching how his fingers ran through his raven hair. 

He just looked so amazing, the drups of water running down his torso, that well defined chest. 

"Could you lend me a hand?" he said, and you snapped out of your daydream. "We are in a hurry, right?" You nodded, your tongue darting out to wet your lips. "Well, then, it saves time when you wash me." He grinned as the corners of your mouth twitched up. 

"Only this time," you reminded him before putting soap on your hands and bringing them to his chest. He breathed in slowly, his chest rising under your trembling palms. Your eyes met and he gave you an assuring smile. Your hands travelled over his quivering tummy, sliding back up over his arms. You stepped closer to him, closing the gaps between you as your hands explored his back. 

A moan muffled by his sealed lips escaped him once you bend down and ran your hands down his lean legs. You bit your lip. 

You got back up once you washed all of him, both panting hard. You could still feel his heated flesh underneath your fingertips. 

He swallowed thickly. 

Your mouth hung a little agape. You couldn't beleive you acutally did that. 

"We should get ready," you whispered, barely audible above the spray of the shower. He gained some of his confidence back and smirked at you. 

"We could also-"

"I said we should get ready," you interrupted as a blush crept up your cheeks. 

"Don't be coy now, we both liked it, why not-?" He cut himself off and laughed when you stepped out of the shower and dried yourself off. He shook his head lightly, smiling to himself, already looking forward to the Secret Santa without the Santa. 

Once you were both dressed and all, you walked out of your room, both a bag in your hands as you reached the living room of Stark Tower. 

Natasha smiled at you when you sat down next to her and Peter. Loki frowned at you, as if you betrayed him by sitting next to them instead of next to him. You threw him a wink and that seemed to ease him into sitting beside his brother and Tony. 

Tony cleared his voice and stood up, pushing his glasses further up his nose. 

"Good morning everyone," he greeted. "Good morning, Pepperoni," he blew a kiss to Pepper, who blushed from the couch, a smile on her lips. "So we're here because these two Asgardians live here for a year, yes, happy birthday I guess... Uhm, lets get to the presents." 

Thor's face lit up and he rubbed his hands together. 

"Can I go first?" he squealled. Tony shrugged. 

"We got names in this bag," Natasha pointed out. 

"We pull out a name and that person gets to give his gift to the person they bought a gift for," Peter mentioned. With that he pulled a name out. Natasha looked over his shoulder. 

"Thor," she read. 

"That's great!" Thor boomed, and from the corner of your eyes, you saw Loki rolling his eyes. Thor got out his present and stood up, walking towards Natasha. She took it gratefully and opened it. 

It was a brand new phone. 

"Sorry that I broke your previous one, Lady Natasha. I hope this makes up for it," Thor said to her. She thanked him and the Secret Santa went on. 

Tony had made Peter a new spider suit, and so on until it was Loki's turn. He stood up from the couch, he grabbed his bag from the floor as his eyes locked with you. As he stood bend over he smirked before heading over to you. 

You gave him a shy smile. 

"You got me?" you asked, surprised. He nodded a he handed you the bag. 

"Of course, I did. Open it, love," he purred. He sat back down next to Bruce and Tony, as everyone eyed you as you opened your gift. Perhaps with a little suspicion. 

You looked inside the bag and smiled as you saw two gifts. You took out the smaller one. 

"Ooh!" Thor boomed. "It's a box!" You opened the little box and your eyes shot up to Loki, your mouth hanging agape. 

"Oh God, thank you," you whispered. 

"What is it?" Tony inquired. Natasha nudged your arm as you showed them the golden bracelet he had given you. 

"That's so pretty!" Natasha shrieked as she inspected the jewelry and put it around your wrist. You blushed. 

"Wow, mischief, that's awfully nice of you," Tony commented while staring at your bracelet. You bit your lip, almost forgetting about the other gift he got you. 

You gestured to it, and Loki nodded assuringly, a smirk weighing on his lips. You got out the larger box and peeked inside. Your eyes widened and you slammed the lid of the box shut. 

Loki chuckled darkly. 

Your cheeks turned as red as Thor's cape. 

The rest of the Avengers eyed you with suspicion. 

"What's - what's in it?" Bruce asked, perhaps he sounded a little worried. They all looked at Loki, who looked a little too smug with himself. 

You swallowed. 

"I- ... I got you a present too, Loki," you squeaked. 

"How nice of you, but do you like my secend gift to you?" You blushed even a lovelier shade of red and nodded. Natasha wanted to pry the box open, but you slapped her hands away, hiding it inside the bag again. 

"I want to know what it is," said Tony, licking his lips. 

"I bet you want to," Loki said. You took a deep breath to distract yourself from the present he gave you. 

"Loki, I got you something too. Can I give it to you?" 

"Of course, sweetheart," he purred. 

You smiled and grabbed your bag from the floor before heading over to Loki. He raised an amused eyebrow and opened the gift bag. 

His eyes lit up and he stared at you. He took out two silver daggers. You took a deep breath, smiled and sat beside him. Your voice a whisper, you spoke to him. He looked at them fondly, eyes twinkling with something along the lines of elation. 

"You were wrong, Loki," you told him. "This is a dagger, it is beautiful, and it can make you bleed. But when you reach for them," you pressed them in his palms as your fingers curled around his, "they are real. I am real." 

His breath caught in his throat and his eyes watered. He blinked them away and clasped the daggers tightly. 

"Y/N," he whispered, eyes meeting yours. "Does this mean... does this mean that-?" 

You smiled and nodded and pulled him into your arms. You brought your lips to eh shell of his ear and whispered: "I love you." His grip around you tightened. 

You pulled away sligthly and did something you'd never done before. You pecked him on the lips. Although it was brief, it made an electric wave burst through you. 

"Wow, what the f-" Tony cursed. 

"Brother!" Thor boomed with wide eyes. "This is amazing!" 

After the Secret Santa, you retreated to your room while Loki was being stopped and interrogated by his brother. While he was away, your thought it to be the perfect opportunity for you to try out your new gift. 

You placed the bag on your bed and held out the box. You opened the lid of it and took out the gift. You gulped. 

Were you really doing this? 

It wasn't that you didn't like it, it was more that you'd never done that sort of thing, or wore it. 

You stripped out of your yellow dress, also discarding your underwear before taking your gift out of the box and went to stand in front of the mirror. 

The purple lace bodysuit with pink accents fitted you perfectly. You bit your lip as it barely covered anything down there. You turned around and inspected the low cut back of it. You were afraid to admit it, but damn you looked good in it. 

"That looks even better on you than I imagined," a silky voice purred. "And I have one heck of an imagination, darling." 

You breath hitched and you tried to cover yourself up, your legs awkwardly crossed while your arms shielded your chest from his hungy eyes. 

You let out an awkward giggle. 

"Uhm... hi, I was just..." Your voice ebbed away as he stalked across the room until he stood in front of you, his breathing a little heavier than normal. 

"How do you like it?" he asked as he searched your face for something. You bit your lip. 

"I like it," you mumbled. He nodded, a smile on his lips as he went to stand behind you, grasping your shoulders and pulling you against his chest, while you both faced the mirror. He towered above you and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. You still crossed your legs as the bodysuit didn't cover much that was between them. "It's just..." You could hear your own heart beating. 

"It is what?" he insisted, his hands wrapping around your waist. Grinning against your temple. 

"It's just... it doesn't cover a lot." He laughed mischieviously and kissed your cheek. 

"Do you know why that is?" You shook your head slowly, meeting his piercing gaze through the mirror. "So I can do this." His hand descended and slowly pshed your legs apart. 

His fingers lingered just above your throbbing core. You closed your eyes in anticipation. 

"You love me, right?" he asked. 

"Yes," you panted. 

"Mhm, good," he hummed against your jaw, watching your face carefully. "Because I love you too, Y/N. If you want me to stop, say green." His fingers delved between your folds, making you gasp and grabbing ahold of his biceps. Your legs trembled as he moved his fingers inside you, curling them in the exact way you needed them. 

A needy moan escaped your lips and you buckled your hips against his hands. 

"A year you've made me wait. A year I've fantasized about this, Y/N," he said as he worked his digits inside you. His voice made you whimper. "Oh, yes, I've imagined this. Dear, you arch so beautifully against me. Tell me, shall I make you come?" 

"Yes," you moaned out, feeling the edges of your orgasm as his thumb went up to rub against your clit. Your heart thrummed against your ribcage as you opened your eyes to look at his pleased face. 

Your orgasm hit unexpectredly, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut and arch your back into his touch, the metal of his armour digging through the thin material of the bodysuit againt your back. You moaned out his name and cluthed his arms to steady yourself. 

Your chest heaved rapidly. 

"That was a good start, sweeatheart, but I'm not near done with you. You leaned your head back against his shoulder and stared at him through the mirror, a dazed smile on your lips. 

"That was indeed good," you said with a strained voice. He hummed and turned you around, making you face him before he pressed his lips against you. His hands slid down your back, pulling you closer against his torso. His other hand slid up to cup your cheek, as he tilted your head slightly to the side His tongue traced your bottom lip as your arms hooked around his neck. 

He pulled away and you gasped for air, trapped in his emerald eyes. He gave you a sweet smile. 

"Kneel," he said, giving you a firm nod. You licked you bottom lip and slowly lowered yourself at his feet. His hands slid into your hair and he pressed your cheek against his hardness. A shaky breath rolled over his lips as he softly rubbed you against him. "Feel how hard you make me?" 

You moaned in response, then he pulled back and you almost whined at the loss of him. 

"Face the mirror. On all fours." Your stomach churned. You tried to calm yourself down by taking some deep breaths, but once his Asgardian armour vanished you knew it was a feeble attempt. 

He was gorgeous. 

Loki lowered himself behind you and his large body caged yours underneath his once he lined himself up at your entrance. 

"This is why it doens't cover anything, darling. So I can fuck you in it," he rasped before slowly sinking himself into your heated core. You clenched around him, moaning and squeezeing your eyes shut at the bliss it send through your body. 

He withdrew a little before slipping back in, moaning your name. 

He fisted a hand into your hair, making you whimper. 

"Look at yourself. Look at us," he groaned as he started thrusting into you. "You're so beautiful. I love you." He growled a bunch of things in your ear, but it was only a silent whisper as you bathed in the pleasure he gave you. 

You cursed and he flipped you over onto your back, slipping inside you again. Your hands grabbed his shoulders and you threw your head back, biting your lips, face contorting in pleasure as he hit all the good placed inside you. 

His hands went to your hips, steadying you as you tried to arch against him. 

You moaned as you found your release, clenching around him. He groaned, picking up the pace again before he spilled himself inside you, the hot liquid slowly dripping down your tighs. 

Your eyes fluttered open to look up at him, chest rapidly rising and falling, he panted too. He placed his forehead against yours, kissing your lips before pulling away breathlessly. 

"We are real," he whispered, before his lips met yours. 

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