All the way from Wonderland: Loki x Fem!reader

Chapter 22 - Heated ice

Replies on my Message Board were perfection so here you go :)

Warning: Jotun!Loki smut, temperature play(??), praise kink, unprotected, body worship, light dom/sub, pet names; king, queen, princess

If you don't like the warnings skip! I'm not forcing you to read it, if any of them are uncomfortable for you then simply SKIP!

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How did it turn to this? Who knew... but the thrill, the contrast of heat against his ice cool skin made every single nerve spark to life.

From a single hand hold it turned to his lips on yours, bodies flushed against one another without a single care at all. Deep within this snowy terrain, no one to disturb—Snow taking a long fly out to scout for his next meal—it was perfect.

He switched from his side position, moving your body on top of his, pushing off the fur coat from your shoulders while dancing each finger along your waist. Gradually moving along the sides towards the small of your back, holding back for a moment before sliding down to grab every inch of skin he could with a soft ragged breath.

A moment was given to pull away before you pushed back desperately to resume the gentle intimacy. Each breath of air was cut off quick as he felt your body grind down, the heat of your hands fighting against the chill of his neck, pushing the nape closer to deepen the kiss.

Every shiver was either adrenaline talking or the icy surroundings but as he suckled at the space between your jaw and neck, each bruise stinging just slightly like frostbite, you simply couldn't care less. Loki felt his body heat up despite his Jotun form, blood rushing to his cheek and down his body with every rapid breath.

"Gods, you're perfect..." he murmurs, raking his hands through your hair and smiling as you hum when he pulled it slightly. "My good girl,"

He felt the small jolt of arousal from the way your body moved against his in that moment. Light grinding turning deeper and slower to relieve the need for friction between your thighs. Soft breaths could be seen in the air as your neck reclined back, his love-bites lining your s/c neck and collar.

"Loki," you whisper needily, pulling against his raven hair.

"Say it a little louder, princess, I couldn't quite hear you," Loki murmurs with a smile as he let the straps of your dress fall from your shoulders. He slowly shifted your body under him, allowing your hands to trail over his body, ridding him of his jacket and vest before unbuttoning his shirt.

Wild thoughts ran free in your mind, noting every response to his touch, every careful movement, every breath, every kiss, everything.

Loki rid himself of his shirt, lifting the small of your back up, causing a small intake from you, the arching of your back let the pounding of your heart be heard loud and clear. As your head fell back, one hand around his neck and the other holding you up, he kissed lower down your chest.

Laying you back down softly, his eyes looked up for any sign of dismay. He saw none but waited until you nodded evidently, mumbling a soft 'please'. The god pushed the fabric of your dress up to your hip, moving his lips along your inner thigh with soft kisses of affirmation.

Adoration lined his eyes as he watched the way you moaned his name, running your hand against your h/c hair, pushing it back frantically. "You're so beautiful like this, Y/n,"

Loki took a hold of your hand, making sure to show his longing for your affection. The moment his fingers removed your underwear, he pressed a finger gently, fear of hurting you creeping into his mind.