✅2021 JULY 24✅
Series of 18+ one shots of Mobius!
❤️🔥READ AT RISK (LOTS OF SMUT)
💙NO SPOILERS
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🔰#1 Mobius (MILESTONE!)
🔰#1 Owen Wilson (MILESTONE!)
🔱#12 Daddy Issues
⚜️#8 Loki Series
❤️🔥WARNING: SMUT VERY 18+ SWEARING =============================== May be hard for some readers to view- If you do not like any of the scenes then please stop scrolling and leave, there's no need to comment harsh things. It's easy. =============================== ❤️🔥ALSO: Ignore spelling mistakes, and NOTE this is a ONE SHOT, so many details are left out! This is supposed to be kinda rushed! =============================== Word count: 2,900+ ——————————————————
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(LOOK AT HIS BACKKKK-)
You walked the halls as you held a file close to your hip. A voice spoke behind you,
"Delivering to the liar I see?" His mischievous tone very noticeable. You turned and noticed fellow guards having Loki restrained in inevitable cuffs. Pulling on his shoulder to the cell rooms for interrogation.
"Serving time due to your failure, I noticed." Your comment received a common smirk as a gold-ish hologram like wall appeared behind him.
"I like you," His voice rang, you backed up and set your hand on a platform, as it scanned allowing you access to the office. You noticed the guards drag him into the hologram, disappearing. You shook your head and entered your boss's office. The sound of scribbling echoed throughout the room, his head shot up and a smile appeared instantly,
"Agent l/n (your last name), pleasure, pleasure dear." He dropped his pen and straightened out his tie as he stood from his chair. You met around his desk as he put a hand on his hip, "a breathe of fresh air when you're present. My, my." You smiled and blushed slightly at his generous comments. His attention drawn to the file at your side. "Are those the files regarding the stolen clock from the Doc's temple?" His joke meaning Stephen Strange and his recent time stone incident.
"Indeed, Sir. Here you are," He took the file from you and opened it, scanning through the data so long awaited. Eyes feeding off of the longing knowledge, he smirked and closed it with a swoosh. "Good work, y/n. This is why you're the favorite in my book. Come. Have a seat, why not a drink or two?" He set the file into an organized shelf on the wall beside his desk and reached behind his drawer for a wine bottle, and two glasses.
You discipline your thoughts on rejection and decide to let loose for once. "I'd love to, sir." His eyes found yours as he winked, "Good because I wasn't planning on a BUT or NO." You laughed and took a seat at his couch that was near his desk. He gladly joined your side and leaned to give you a glass, you took it from his grasp and lifted it, allowing him access to fill it with the red liquid.
"I noticed the variant Loki present in the halls? I pardon for the open curiosity, but he has been the buzz here, Sir. What are his reasons for his extended stay?" The glass in your hand filled with a clink, he started to fill his as you took a sip, waiting for his response. His lips closed and moved a bit, his mind gathering words. You noticed his eyes slip from the glass to your bare legs, for a split second before he adjusted himself in his spot for a change of visual subject. His thoughts now crowded more.
