Can we pls hear more about Loki with a Stark reader? Maybe an imagine? đź‘€ (please)
Thor shut the door behind himself, averting his eyes when he noticed you and Loki curled up together on the couch. Loki was whispering something in your ear, and Thor felt himself blush, the action chaste and innocent but entirely too intimate. It set his teeth on edge: the knowledge that Loki was once again getting away with a kind of murder.
“Oh, please don’t stop on my account,” Thor sneered, rolling his eyes when he saw you attempt to slide out of Loki’s lap. Loki’s grip on you only tightened.
“Wasn’t planning on it,” Loki grumbled, nipped at the exposed skin on your neck. You giggled, but slapped his hand away when it grabbed at your breast.
“Loki, quit it,” you smirked, but made no attempt to block his other hand as it slid up your shirt. “Hey, Thor, is my dad still with Steve and Clint on that mission?”
Thor shook his head, pouring a glass of orange juice. “No, he’s been back for about an hour.”
You swore under your breath, fingers tangling in Loki’s hair and giving it a sharp tug when he started kissing along your collarbone. “Loki, I have to go, he’s probably looking for me--”
Loki growled, shifting you in his lap so you were straddling him now, his brother’s interruption doing little to stop the hardening cock between his legs. “Thor will cover for you, I’m not finished with you yet.”
You grinned, leaning in and kissing the frown off his lips, slowly licking into his mouth as his hands moved down to rest on your ass. You moaned softly, but broke away before he could move it any further. “I’ll come back tonight, okay?”
“No, no, no,” Thor interrupted, slamming his empty glass down on the counter. “I don’t want to be apart of this anymore. If Stark finds out I even knew about this as it is, he will find a way to murder me. You can’t meet here anymore.”
Loki glared over at his brother. Before he could snap at him, you nodded and wrapped your arms around Loki’s neck, giving him one last quick kiss before you stood up. “He’s right, we’ll meet somewhere else. Somewhere... private.”
Loki licked his lips, raising an eyebrow. “The lab?” He whispered, nuzzling into your neck as he followed you to the door.
You smiled, giving his hand a squeeze. “You want to get caught, don’t you?”
A smack to your ass and you were out the door, fixing your hair and making your way to the team’s main kitchen the long way, thinking up a reason for where you’d been for the last hour on the way.Â
Pairing: Loki x Stark!Reader
Summary: You and Loki had been doing a fairly decent job at keeping your relationship a secret from the other members of the team, specifically your father. But what happens when word finally gets out?
Word Count: 4,480
Warnings: fluff, implied smut, angst
a/n: This gif, that is all
You had your music playing at full volume as you worked your way around the lab, your latest suit laid out on the table. It was almost finished and you were more than impressed with how it had turned out.
Grabbing one of the many tools strewn out on the tabletop, you got to work assuring each circuit was in place.
It was fair to say that whilst you were in one of your zones, you could easily get lost in your work. Which was probably the reasons you hadn’t noticed Loki make his way into the lab.
You jumped slightly when two slender arms wrapped around your middle. “Loki,” you scolded, not taking your eyes away from your work. “I’m busy.”
He chuckled. “I can see that, dove,” he purred. “But I’m bored.”
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