But you only felt the desire and the hunger to touch more skin. You would have expected to feel exposed, uncomfortable. With the snap of his fingers both your clothes disappeared. It was also the same case for Loki, his lips were everywhere you needed them, his fingers finding a path of their own, working your body in all the right ways. After years and years of trying to press each other’s buttons it didn’t surprise you to know what he would enjoy. This time, it was you who reached out to kiss him, your lips meeting with complete unison. He smirked and you wanted to eat him up, now that you knew what he tasted of, “Make me.” He was across the room, and pushing you down onto the bed in a second, climbing over you as his dagger was once again pressed against your throat. You gritted your teeth, even though you could feel your arousal running down your legs, “Stop calling me that.”
I guess we’ll have to change that, little one.” “I knew there were chambers for guests somewhere down here.” He brushed his finger over the empty table in the room, “Although, they haven’t been used for a while.
#LOKI TUMBLR FULL#
When you arrived in a long corridor, full of doors, he opened the closest and pulled you in, after checking it’s vacancy. A moment of unspoken words, then he was pulling you from your hand, guiding you through a maze of stone. The Prince foraged through his memory, trying to remember the secrets of the palace he had grown up in. “More,” he groaned and in an instant you were freed from him, aching for more as he left you up against the wall. All while his dagger was placed firmly against your skin, his knuckle turning white from the pressure but the blade never cutting into your flesh. It was hopeless, useless as the kiss deepened, inevitably bringing the both of you even closer than you had ever been. Loki was the one to close the gap between you, crashing your lips together in a vain attempt to still the thoughts he was having. Something shifted somewhere in the universe, as the game you played changed into a whole new competition. Even though your mouth was almost dry, you swallowed down your pride, hoping you weren’t reading into the situation in an incorrect manner. He sounded more intrigued, as if this was exactly what he had wanted. “Is this exciting you?” Loki’s tone was not as condescending as you guessed it would be. He stopped when the metal reached your heart, it was pounding frantically and you could hear it in your own ears. You cursed the moment you had decided to wear a blouse with plenty of cleavage, which gave him a larger area to explore. Loki carefully guided the tip of his dagger across your bare skin, snaking it’s path down your chest. The tightness at the bottom of your stomach startled you, leaving you breathless. The blade started to move away from your throat and you tried to move, but you noticed that you were frozen in place. “Well, you’re not really in a position to tell me what I’m to do, or not.
You know how much I hate it,” you hissed, watching the mischief take over his eyes. “Are you sure you’re not scared, little one?” taunted Loki and you felt his warm breath hit your lips. In which direction though, you noticed that it didn’t really matter at this moment. You gritted your teeth, challenging him to go further. And you didn’t want to fall into the delusion that he was also feeling it, even though his pupils were dilated, his breath heavy and his eyes out of control. Because having the God of Mischief so close to you, his face merely inches away as his teeth shone in the dimly lit corridor, his body pressed firmly against yours was almost arousing. It excited you in a way that confused you. The dagger pressed against you restricted your movements, you knew he would never dare to truly hurt you in any way but that didn’t change the fact that being cornered by him in this manner excited you. The playful rivalry between the both of you had been going on for years and you knew one of you would erupt eventually. You knew Loki was only fooling around, merely trying to elicit any type of reaction he could in order to feel accomplished. The cold, stone walls pressed against your back, the eerie silence of the abandoned corridor you were currently occupying blending through the cracks of your conscience and the feel of the cool blade pressed against your throat. Warnings: 18+ content, minors dni, knife play, blood, sex. Kinktober Day 4 ➳ Loki X Fem! Reader, Knife PlayĪuthors Notes: I’ve gotta say, whoever requested this, I am absolutely in love with the idea! I’m also quite proud of this mini fic, it turned out much deeper than I initially anticipated! Go follow we’re sharing a story each day!
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