Protective ~ Loki x OC

Part twenty-nine//birthday.*

Olesia and Loki had spent most of the day buying new furniture, and a bed frame. Then deciding they'd stop by the compound and get Loki's bed. It's more comfortable.

Of course Olesia's anxiety spiked at this, unsure of how this would all go down. After hearing her father call her a mistake, then proceed to kick her out and act like she doesn't mean shit to him. She was heartbroken, as much as she wanted to lie in bed all day, she couldn't.

They needed the bed first.

Loki told Olesia to get the shower ready, as he finished setting up the living room. Hesitantly she did, as it's her birthday he didn't want her lifting a finger. Which annoyed her, she wanted to help, distract her mind, something.

But Loki was stubborn and chose to do everything himself. But now the apartment looks beautiful. It doesn't feel like home yet, they need memories there first. But it will soon, in time.

Loki had been ensuring she was alright, all day. He knew Tony's words cut her deep, and she acted like she was fine, but he knew she was going to freak out today at the compound.

Loki finally finished the drapes, then walked down the hall and into the bathroom. Olesia was already in the shower, humming to a tune of a song. Loki momentarily stops what he's doing just to listen to her.

Her voice.

He hadn't heard her sing in so long, but he knew better than to just stand around. So quietly removing his clothes and stepping in the shower behind her. His hands snake around her waist, she doesn't freak out. Instead she just hums against him.

She knew it was him.

This was their home now.

Loki leans his head down to place soft soothing kisses to her neck. The contrast of hot water versus cold kisses, instantly made Olesia moan. Loki smiled at the moan, his hands roaming down her body. Stopping right at her warmth.

Olesia hums blissfully, wanting him lower. After about a minute of his fingers just laying on her folds, she pushed them through. Loki backed up with a slight laugh.

"Eager, aren't we love?" He asks, Olesia sighs in response.

"Yes. Can you please just fuc-" She starts, to be cut off by Loki's lips attaching to hers.

Olesia didn't fight him now, knowing he wants this just as much as she does. Loki parts her lips, flipping her around, so her back is against his chest. Olesia smiles lightly, his growing erection laid against her thigh.

Loki moved his hands down to her folds, the water moving down their bodies. He instantly put in two fingers, not waiting for her to adjust. He starts pumping; the pleasure and sting of pain made Olesia moan. The sound encouraged Loki to continue, his fingers curling, hitting her sweet spot.

"F-faster, please baby." She moans, Loki smirks.

Loki moves his fingers faster, Olesia begins panting. Her heavy breath and moans moved through the shower. She began to tense around him, and as soon as he felt it he ripped his fingers away. Getting a huff of annoyance from her.

"Don't sound so happy, love." Loki says sarcastically, Olesia turns around with pissed off written all over her face.

Loki rolled his eyes with a small smirk, before grabbing her by the waist and pulling her onto his body. Once she sat snug, she inhaled. Then Loki positioned himself and rammed into her from underneath.

As Olesia exhaled, it mixed with a pleasure filled scream. Dropping her head immediately to his shoulder, he combed his fingers through her half wet, half dry hair. Then collecting a ball of it in his hands, he pulls her back.