Hey kids! It's your favorite bum fic writer back from the dead!

Okay but on a serious note, I'm so glad to be back writing again! I'm trying to get my other story back in motion, but why not put out some LokixReader goodness while I do? Enjoy!

It was the amateur performance night at a really nice karaoke bar downtown. You had convinced Loki to tag along. He was against spending your date night out on the town rather than the romantic dinner you two had initially planned, but the week had taken more out of you than you thought. And besides, it was a matter of time before Loki actually went out for drinks. You had worn one of your favorite shimmery black dresses that made you look like you had the body of a goddess. Loki looked just as stunning in his suit, and you couldn't help but notice how many stares and glances you two got on your way inside.

The karaoke bar was way nicer than you had seen in pictures. Everything about the place made you feel fancy and relaxed. There were even small, intimate booths where you could get away from all of the commotion and drunk singing. After you two settled in, you went to see who was singing while Loki ordered the drinks.

You realize that you don't know anyone performing and return to Loki. Soon enough, you are nice and buzzed and ready to possibly embarrass yourself dancing. You and Loki were giggling about the last performer's slurring of the word "car" when the next singer stepped into the stage. She was a gorgeous woman with big blonde hair that made her presence larger than her captivating eyes could. Something went off inside of you that told you to keep Loki's eyes off of her and on you alone. He would always explain to you that you didn't have to even worry about other women, but your competitive nature always told you otherwise. And besides, you loved being extra.

Her song started with sensual instrumentals, the exotic type that had you moving your hips even in your seat. You decided it was time to get up and dance along; it was much easier to dance standing up anyways. This woman was much more of a songstress than the previous singers. Her voice was mellow and sweet, yet it demanded the attention of the whole room. Soon enough, a good amount of people got up to dance along as well.

"Come on, ask me, push me deep...

Torment me and chase me to the edge,

I will get crazy, you've come to find out,

Will i die if i stop?"

Just as you were losing yourself in the music, you felt an all-too-familiar presence from behind you. Before you could even look back, his hands had claimed her hips and he was whispering in her ear:

"You look absolutely breathtaking, dove. Don't stop moving."

You give him your best flirtatious smile, knowing how much he loved your dancing. With an affirming roll of your hips, you kept dancing. Your movements were more exaggerated since you could feel Loki swaying along with you. It didn't matter if every other person in the room was under the spell of the woman singing, Loki's eyes were the only ones you needed on you.

"Send us together again and so on...
More secrets i will give to you and so on...
Touch your love and so on...
I want your lips and so on..."

Loki's hands had begun to loosen their firm grip on your hips. They were sliding up and down your torso, sliding against the slightly coarse fabric to squeeze just beneath your breasts. The more you two danced, the more his hands traveled. You even felt one hand hitch underneath the hem of your dress and grip your thighs. You respond by reaching back to grasp his shoulder, a gestural plea for more. As if on cue, Loki's hand began to glide its way up and down your thigh. Each time, his hand started to slide closer and closer to the strap of your panties.

You smirked to yourself; they were your one of your favorite pairs. That lace thong made you feel great, you wore it every time you needed to feel confident, sexy, and proud. You knew where you wanted this to go, so you let out a sigh that you knew only he could hear and shifted your weight towards his hand. He obliged, slipping his thumb under the tight strap and letting it ghost over your hipbone.

"Send us together again and so on...
More secrets i will give to you and so on...
Touch your love and so on...
I want your lips and so on..."

With the last lyric, the song was over. The dancing crowd was taken out of the trance and applauded the singer before she stepped off of the stage. Just like that, it was all over. Loki had even taken his hand off of your thigh.

You pout to yourself a little. Your heart had been racing in anticipation of what he would do next. But before you could even turn around to go pour yourself another drink, Loki's hand, still warm from your thigh, hooked under your elbow and pulled him close to you.

"You, by far, have the most ravishing body in all of the nine realms and I do not want it away from mine for another minute."

You give him a cheeky grin, giggling. He could have used that line on anyone, but what did it matter to you? You were the only one who he was looking at in that moment with his predatory leer that made you want to slip out of that dress you were wearing so he could slip into you.

He pulled you back to the booth where you two suddenly couldn't keep your hands off of each other. Loki was insistent on lifting your dress while you teased the hardness that was in his lap.

"You were such a little minx, dancing for me like that..."

"You know I can do more than just dance for you..."

"Oh, I'm well aware..." His eyes intensified at the sight of you shifting and arching your back when he brushed against the wetness between your thighs. "My, my, I don't think I'll make it home without taking you." His lips were barely touching yours so you closed the remaining distance, letting his lips crash down onto yours. The next performer had begun her song, a soulful jazz number that added to your steamy mood. You whimper out when you feel Loki's finger rubbing against your clit through your panties, however, despite how much you want it, you are still a little too bashful to do too much in such a public place.

Refusing to break the moment, you bring your lips to Loki's ear. "There's a spare room backstage..."

Loki replied to your statement with a full-toothed grin that made you almost reconsider jumping right on his lap then and there. "Lead the way, pet."

You took his hand and lead him through the crowd, hardly noting all of the dancing couples before you reach the door to the back. Once you two made it to the room you promised, Loki practically knocked the air out of you with a searing kiss that pressed you up against the wall. His hands were all over you, disheveling your dress so that he could properly kiss along your neck and chest. Meanwhile, you made haste to release his hard cock from the confines of his trousers. You suddenly felt his hands under your thighs, lifting you up against the wall. Knowing what that insinuated, you wrapped your legs around his waist. The two of you made intense eye contact as Loki' finger hooked under your panties, brushing up against your wet heat. You were so close to that pleasure that you both wanted so badly when you heard a not-so-promising RRRIP!

There was a moment of pause as you realized what had just happened. You could indeed feel where the lace of your left panty strap had torn down to the last few fibers. Your mouth dropped at the realization. Loki, however, was completely unfazed.

"You ripped them! I really liked those!"

"You don't need them"

"But when we go back out-"

When Loki ripped them off completely and shoved the tattered remains in your mouth and filled you in the way only he could, You suddenly didn't care anymore.

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