About: You are a student that takes professor Loki's class. A guy walks up to you and asks you out. It turns Loki jealous, making him ruin your plans.

You walked into college with your best friend. Your next subject was English by a certain professor you had developed a crush on.

His name was Loki Laufeyson.

And it was the most handsome man in all the nine realms - nothing could change your mind. Your friend and you walked into the grand class and found yourselves a seat in the front, from which you could silently admire him.

He was already at his desk, greeting you with his usual piercing gaze. Your cheeks flushed and you quickly sat down and took out your books.

Once everyone was in class, Loki stood up and cleared his throat.

"Good afternoon, class," he drawled. "Turn to page 394."

Your friend next to you snickered and you stomped her shoulder, making her shut up before professor Laufeyson could mention it. You already got the feeling he didn't like you and you didn't need your friend to mess it up even more.

"Miss Potts," he said to your friend Pepper. "Pay attention and read it." She nodded and quickly began reading it. "Miss, L/N, the same goes for you."

You flushed and looked down at the book in front of you, letting your knees fall open and slumping on your desk. This man hated you for no reason at all.

The class passed in a blink of an eye. Pepper and you packed your stuff and wanted to leave - it was now weekend after all and you couldn't wait to get drunk with her.

That was until a guy from your year tapped your shoulder. You smiled at him.

"Hi, I'm Aaron," he said. "You're Y/N, right?" He had an angelic face, golden locks adnorning his sharp features. Not bad looking, but still no Loki.

"Yes," you said politely.

"Well, Y/N, I must say that you look beautiful today." You looked down at your form, already forgotten what you were wearing. A green floral dress. You smiled up at him.

"Thank you, Aaron. You don't look so bad either." He smiled and shyly ran a hand through his hair.

"Would you like to go on a date with me? I mean - you don't have to. But if you want to, I could buy you a drink tonight?" Your heart fluttered.

"That sounds lovely, Aaron."

"Is that a yes?" he asked, sounding hopeful.

"Yes," you chuckled, licking your lips as you suddenly grew nervous.

"Alright, see you then, at the bar?"

"I'll be there," you said as a blush crept up your cheeks.

"Miss L/N, my desk, now," professor Laufeyson's voice rang through the large room.

"Ow no," you muttered. Your face fell, but the butterflies in your stomach betrayed your real feelings about the situation. "See you later on, Aaron." Pepper walked alongside you over to Loki's desk once Aaron took his leave.

He looked through his long lashes at the both of you, glaring.

"I didn't ask to see you, Miss Potts. Leave us alone, please," he sneered.

Pepper scowled at him and walked away, leaving you an overthinking mess. He licked his lips as he scribbled something down onto a small piece of paper, still sitting at his desk.

"P-Professor?" You cursed yourself for the stuttering. He sighed, not looking up. He first put everything on his desk inside his bag, leaving the desk an empty surface.

Everyone had left.

"Who was that?" he said lowly, finally meeting your gaze with his emerald eyes.

"Who?" you squeaked, looking down at your feet covered with white sneakers.

"That guy you just spoke to," he said sternly. You shifted from one foot to another.

"Aaron," you stammered.

"Mhm." He rubbed the slight stubble on his chin as if in deep thought, still frowning at you as his eyes seemed to scan you up and down. "I don't like him, Y/N. Do you know why that is?" You gulped your stress down and looked at him.

"No."

"Let me clarify it then for you." He raised from his chair and approached you. "I don't like him one bit. I don't want you around him." He suddenly stood behind you and you didn't know whether to turn around or not as his breath fanned over the back of your neck. "Anyway, enough about him, lets talk about you and me."

You let out a shaky breath as his large hands rested heavily on your shoulders.

"Do you know where I want you?" You shook your head. "Around me. Quite literally." Your breath hitched. Your stomach churned.

"I-"

"Quiet. I'm talking to you," he sneered. "When you were sitting in class, did you do that on purpose?" His lips moved against the shell of your ear, making you dizzy.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you whispered. You had lost your voice. He was just too close for your mind to work.

"You sat on that chair with your knees wide open. " His hand was suddenly at the hem of your dress, itching up further. You squeaked when his hand found it's way under your dress. "I couldn't take my eyes of these," he said huskily, tracing the edges of your knickers. You tried to supress a moan.

Slighly, you pressed against him from behind. He grunted in your ear.

"Tell me how much you want me." It was hard thinking of something to say with his fingers so close to where you fantasized about. You bit your lip.

"So bad," you panted as his hand played with the elastic. "I want you."

His lips then kissed your temple.

"I know you want to," he replied with a smirk before letting his hand slip passed your knickers. His fingers slowly slid inside and you arched against him, wanting to feel more of him. "I've been thinking about this during the whole lesson."

He retreated his fingers before plunging back in, taking you by surprise. A moan rolled from your lips.

"What do you think if I learned you as lesson?" he rasped, pressing his front against you.

"Yes, please," you moaned as he rutted his fingers against you, making you clench around him. He chuckled darkly and withdrew his hand.

"Oh, no. Not yet, darling," he soothed as he spun you around and pinned you down on his desk, towering above you. He fumbled with his fly and you actually had the courage to grab his tie and pull him closer, until your lips almost touched.

He stopped working his belt and took your lips with his, savouring you. His hands roamed over your body, lifting the skirt of your dress.

"Darling-" he mumbled against you lips. "Can't wait any longer." Your hands loosened his belt and opened the button of his trousers. He pulled himself out and settled down over you, pressed you in the wooden desk.

You kicked off your knickers as he guided himself to your entrance.

"Please," you begged him. He moaned out when he slid inside you. You arched against him again. You squeezed your eyes shut as your head rolled back.

He slowly thrusted into you, exploring you and taking his time.

Your mouth hung agape in a silent moan as his hands tangled in your hair. His pace became more desperate.

You watched his forehead crinkle as you clenched around him. You met his thrusts with your own, sharing the pleasure you gave to each other. Your heart fluttered.

He circled his hips and the sudden pleasure stabbed through you. The bubble inside you exploded and you moaned out his name.

He groaned as your nails raked over his backside. His body shook violently above you as ahis hot spurts filled you.

You panted hard, smiling to yourself and at what happend. Loki looked up at you, mirroring your expression.

He bend down, staring at your lips before his crashed on yours. You moaned into his mouth as his tongue traced your bottom lip.

"Are you still going out with that Aaron tonight?" he muttered, inches away from your face. You shook your head.

"No," you whispered.

"Good, because I was planning on taking you home," he told you, lips caressing yours as his hands brushed through your hair.

This oneshot was requested by
@Theflowerchild1010

I hope you like it, dear!

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