Loki Imagines | Lokixreader

Cold hands

I was slowly drifting off to sleep in my bed in the Avengers Tower. It hadn't necessarily been a long day, but I was still tired and the shining moon and the rustling of the leaves of the tree in front of my window created a peaceful, sleepy atmosphere.
As I felt going over the edge into my dreams, the clicking of my door interrupted me. I furrowed my brows and kept still. With a short and inconspicuous wink I saw the silhouette of Loki at my door. A small smile spread over my face.
"(Y/n)?", he asked. "May I come in?"
"You are already inside", I responded. My voice had a warm, friendly tone.
The god snickered and closed the door behind him. He sat down on the edge of my bed. "I was feeling cold", he said. "I wondered if I could sleep in your bed tonight."
I opened my eyes fully and turned around to face him. His form shimmered in the divine paleness of the moonlight and I felt happiness rising inside me. "Yes, you may", I answered smiling.
He returned the smile and it was impossible to say if there was any mischief inside that friendly expression.
I closed my eyes and snuggled deeper under the blanket when I felt him sliding under the covers. One second, the room was completely quiet, and I almost prepared to drift back to sleep again, then I felt a cold palm pressing against my back.
I jerked as the sudden cold shot through my nerves. "Loki!", I exclaimed. "Freaking frostgiant", I mumbled and turned around to look him in the face.
He laughed and now there was definitly mischief sparkling in his eyes.
"You little god", I started and took his hand so he couldn't place it on my skin again, "you weren't feeling cold. You are immune to cold. You just came here to disturb me in my sleep." I smiled and scooted over to him so that his face was very close to mine. I grinned. "Very mischievous of you."
Loki's smirk made his face look devious. He took his other hand to let it slide over my waist, moving up and down under my nightgown.
His cold finger created goosebumps that ran up my back. The finger wasn't as cold as his hand a minute before, but I shivered.
"Oh dear", he mumbled. "It almost looks like you are cold now. That has to be changed." He pulled me onto him and hugged me. My back was now pressed against his upper body and his fingers were gliding over my belly which quivered a little under his touch.
"One would think it would be appropriate to wear a little more than a boxershort when sleeping in a bed of someone else", I said cheekily.
His hands stopped. "I can go every second. I am sorry, I should have asked. Is this too much? Should I leave?" Loki's voice sounded concerned.
"Oh", I said, "no, sorry, this was just a remark. I ... I am okay with this."
He relaxed again and held me tight. I felt him bending down to my ear. "Don't be sorry for that", his rough voice said and I felt his breath on my skin. "Besides, I love it when you are honest with me. Like you were yesterday on that mission."
I shivered again. Maybe that desire had something to do with him being the god of lies. Loki being turned on by the truth ... well that was something. I smirked and turned around so I was lying on my stomach. "You mean when I specifically told you what to do? When Tony was busy with fighting and I did the orders?"
His eyes shimmered and he smirked. "Yes."
"Well", I began and returned the mischievous smile. "Right now, when I feel your cold skin under me, I would love to tie you to that bed so that you could never leave me."
He raised a brow. "Wow, I never knew such desires are sleeping inside you, (y/n)."
For a short moment I was confused, then I realized that that sentence sounded way more kinky than I intented it to do. "Oh. Oh, that's not what I meant. I mean ..." My face went red.
Loki grinned. He put my hands around his wrists and slowly moved them up over his head. "How does that feel, (y/n)?", he whispered.
It was strange, I held Loki down, but it was also weirdly great. I felt a warm shiver running down my body. "Hot", I murmured and pulled my hands down again. I began to kiss the skin on his upper body and he moaned and caressed my back again. As I slowly worked my way up to his chin, his jaw and finally his lips, I felt his fingers wandering deeper and deeper.