Loki x Reader

You sat calmly and stared at the door in front of you. Every muscled in your body was tense as you ran through a list in your head. Anyone could end up in the room with you, and each had a one in ten chance. So which would it be?

As it stood, the scale was from Tony-level to Steve-level by means of who would jump at the opportunity to touch, and who would shy away from it. The only outlier would possibly be Bruce, but you didn't dwell on it. If anything, you were hoping for a mid-spectrum partner; even though an outlyish one would be interesting.

"So, you're the type of midgardian that uses their head. A rare find in this world full of oafs." A voice mused by the door.

You head snapped toward the voice. A man stood leaning against the door; black hair slicked back and startling blue-green eyes boring into yours. You recognized him instantly.

"Loki…" You breathed, tensing more.

He noticed the action and smirked.

"Nervous are you?" Loki chuckled.

"Well, seeing as how you destroyed my city and nearly killed two of my friends, I'm apprehensive to be alone with you." You rolled your eyes. "Anyway, what are you doing here?"

Loki frowned. The lack of anger or panic in your actions confused him.

"Are you not going to call your friends or try and escape the room?" He asked.

"Are you seriously asking that question?" You deadpanned, earning a shocked look in return. "I'm fully confident in my ability to hold my own against you. Plus, is there even a point to escaping when you're by the only exit? Besides, I've always wondered what goes on in that head of yours."

Loki blinked at you and opened his mouth to reply, but only managed to move his mouth without making a sound. You had dumbfounded him. A mere midguardian had dumbfounded the God of Mischief himself. It was a factor that piqued Loki's interest of you further.

"You're one strange midgardian…" Loki mumbled as he came closer to you.

"Thank you." You responded, shifting over so he could sit.

"…Most wouldn't take that as a compliment…" Loki gave you an odd look as he sat.

"Society's view of 'normal' is stupid and limiting." You huffed. "I'd rather be strange by normal standards than a mindless drone society deems appropriate to fit the term."

"Again, you're a strange one." Loki smiled slightly while shaking his head.

"Says the so-called god of mischief." You nudged him.

"Touché." Loki chuckled, nudging back.

You weren't sure why you were so comfortable around him. He was the one who tried to take over the world, the one who killed hundreds of citizens, the one that nearly killed Clint and Tony and definitely killed Phil; yet you were sitting there grinning at him like he was an old friend. And it felt perfectly natural to do so.

Loki had similar thoughts as he interacted with you. You were honestly open to new opinions, which was refreshing to say the least. Plus, you seemed to think more abstractly than others; further piquing the interest he held for you.

"You know, I do not understand how you can be so calm right now." Loki admitted.

"To be honest, neither do I." You shrug. "I mean, you're supposedly a psychopath; but here you are, talking to me as if we were old friends."

"Yes, it does feel that way doesn't it?" Loki laughed.

"So, tell me, out of any of the Avengers to appear before, why me?" You asked raising an eyebrow with a smile.

"Well, firstly you were the only one who was alone." Loki shrugged. Ah, of course he would choose you based on that. "Secondly, you seemed the most tolerable. Speaking of, why are you alone in here?"

"Oh, I was sent in here because we're playing a game. The others were trying to decide my partner." You explained.

"Hmmm and how long have you waited?" Loki asked furrowing his brows.

"About thirty minutes, now that I think about it." You replied whilst looking at the ceiling. "Tony probably broke out the alcohol when they failed to make a decision."

"So in other words, they forgot about you." Loki surmised.

"It's highly likely, yes." You nodded.

"Then tell me this game. There's no need for you not to play because of them." Loki stated bluntly, looking you straight in the eye.

"Huh!?" You blushed slightly. " Are you sure!?"

"Quite." Loki nods to you.

You flushed as you thought of the prospect of playing with Loki. For some reason, playing with him was more embarrassing than playing with one of the people outside.

"I don't think you should so readily agree when you don't know the rules…." You murmur.

"All the more reason for you to explain." Loki brushed off the comment.

And so you described what the game entailed to him. At first you expected Loki to jump up and withdraw his promise, but were surprised to see him calmly processing the information you provided.

"Midgardians have strange means of fun." He stated after you finished speaking.

"Well, usually this is a pretty intimate game. Tony probably just thought he could get a laugh from watching others deal with extremely awkward scenarios." You sighed.

"And you continuously seek his companionship because…?" Loki raised an eyebrow.

"He means well." You smiled. "He just has his own way of showing it."

"To me it seems he enjoys the pain of others…" Loki mumbled.

"Maybe." You chuckled. "But I enjoy his company. I plan to stick around him for awhile longer."

"Such a big heart; He doesn't deserve the honor." Loki mused.

"Thank you…" You felt your face warm up, ultimately choosing to ignore the second part of his statement.

"So, shall I start? Or do you wish to?" Loki grinned.

"Wait, you STILL want to play?" You blinked, slack jawed.

"Of course." Loki's grin grew.

"O-Oh…" You flushed. "Ok then…"

"Then, shall we?" Loki moved closer to you.

"Yes…?" You replied.

"Excellent." Loki smiled.

A weight on you knee drew your attention to your legs. A hand rested on it gently.

"Nervous?" Loki smirked, a new light glinting in his eyes.

"No…" You responded still looking at your knee.

The hand moved North across your leg and fell to rest on your thigh.

"Nervous?" Loki moved closer.

"No." You steeled your nerves, looking up.

Again, the hand moved northward. It now rested on your hip.

"Nervous at all?" Loki whispered into your ear.

"Not. At. All." You held back a shiver of arousal. This man would not win you that easily, if at all.

However, you couldn't manage to hold back a gasp when his lips met your neck.

"Nervous yet, darling?" Loki asked into your neck, nibbling lightly for effect.

"N-No. I'm not nervous." You replied clenching your fists.

Loki smirked and pulled you into his lap before launching into a full-scale attack of your neck. It was taking everything you had from moaning in ecstasy. The man could use his mouth for more than just words, that was for sure.

This process continued for awhile, with Loki asking the question at times in between. His hands were up to their own plan as one rubbed along your hip bone and the other trailed up and down your curves. Still, you did not admit weakness. You only mad a sound when he asked a question and spent the rest of your time biting your lip.

"So stubborn." Loki kissed your jaw.

"Deal with it." You snapped.

"And feisty." He kissed your cheek. "I like it."

You huffed and turned away.

"Yeah right." You grumbled.

"I mean it, you know." Loki cooed, turning you to face him again.

"Why would you possibly like me?" You raised an eyebrow. "Midgardian that's with the Avengers, remember?"

"Yes, but an interesting midgardian no matter the affiliation." Loki smiled at you.

"Still didn't answer my question, buddy." You scoffed.

Loki chuckled and pulled you closer. He rested his cheek on top of your head and let out a sigh.

"…I like you because you're the first person who didn't isolate me when we first met. You actually TRIED just talking to me normally…it was…nice." Loki hummed. "Besides that, you're quite breathtaking. A better question would be: why WOULDN'T I be entranced by you?"

"Don't lie to me." You flushed. "I'm nothing special."

"To me you are." Loki stated simply. "That's all that should matter."

"Oh yeah?" You rolled your eyes. "Prove it."

"With pleasure." Loki replied lifting your face toward his.

He wasted no time before kissing you passionately. However, there wasn't any roughness behind the act; it was amazingly gentle. You were shocked at first, but once you felt the underlying tone of the kiss you melted into it quickly.

Loki truly meant what he said. And it reflected beautifully in his eyes when you pulled away from each other. A smile lit your face as you embraced the god in front of you tightly.

"Guess what?" You stated mischievously.

"What?" Loki raised his brows.

"I like you too." You nuzzled his neck.

"Good to know." Loki laughed before kissing you again.

The man truly was skillful with his mouth. ~3

Extended Ending

"So…Are you nervous?" Loki asked breaking away again.

"No." You sighed. "Now, shut up and kiss me."

The trickster happily obliged.

Extended Ending 2

"[Name]!" Steve cried, bursting through the door. "I'm so sorry! We forgot about you!"

You broke away from Loki to stare at Steve horror-struck. An awkward silence fell between the three of you as Steve tried to analyze what he was seeing before him. In the silence, you began to search for something to say. However, Loki beat you to it.

"Well darling, it appears our time has been cut short." Loki sighed.

"Yeah. It does appear that way…" You chuckled sadly.

"Do not fret, I will return." Loki stated, kissing your forehead.

In the door way, Steve fainted. The scene before him being too much for him to handle. This was lost on the two of you, however, as you quickly became lovey-dovey again.

Crack Ending

Just as the two of you were about to get back into you previously intimate state, Tom Hiddleston ran into the room.

"You two make a cute couple." He smiled. "I wish you the best."

With that, he dashed out of your sight. The two of you just blinked.

"What?" You both asked in unison to no one in particular.