Loki Imagines | Lokixreader

The black cat with green eyes

I sat down on the doorstep and took a deep breath. Sometimes it could just be too loud for me inside with the other Avengers ... and it was warm and stuffy too. A breath of fresh air could be reviving in such nights.
I looked up at the black sky. We were in the city, so even if the sky wouldn't be mostly clouded, only the brightest stars would be visible. Tonight, the big dark clouds had a slight yellow tone from the street lights, and only very far away I could see one star.
I smiled a little. I liked it when stars were visible.
I enjoyed the silence after the loud noises inside, only distant cars were audible. I was about to close my eyes when I felt something soft brush against my lower leg.
I looked down and smirked. A black cat with darting green eyes looked up at me and headbutted my knee.
Really, Loki, I thought. That's what you came up with?
I mean, everyone who hardly knew Loki and his powers would know that this black cat with green eyes was him. But I decided to play his game and act like I didn't. After all it made my heart beat faster that he decided to join me out here.
"Who are you, hm?", I asked the cat and pet it's head. I pretended to search for a collar. "No collar. So no name ... don't you want to stay here, little one?"
It seemed to hesitate when I said 'little one', but it sat down beside me. I smiled and forced me to not call him by his name right now. I pet it a little more and soon the cat leaned into my fingers, then it jumped on my lap and stretched out over it.
I chuckled and stroked it everywhere it liked, and soon it lied on my knees like an old towel, purring and as relaxed as physically possible. I watched it lie there and loved the trust Loki brought to me. A real shame he wouldn't admit it if I asked ...
An idea crossed my mind. I held the cat carefully at its neck and leaned down to whisper into its ear. "I know it's you, Loki."
The cat froze. It made wide eyes and tried to jump out of my lap, but my grip was tight. It tried its best, but it had no use. After a few fruitless tries, it just stared at me reproachfully.
I chuckled. "Just show yourself, you master of all tricks. It's okay."
It stared at me for another moment, then with a green flash Loki sat on my lap, looking grumpy.
I noticed my hand was buried in his hair and I let go to put it loosely around his waist. I snickered. "You okay?"
"Not really", he said disappointedly and his cheeks started to redden.
"Aw come on, everybody needs a little stroking from time to time", I said and rubbed his back a little.
He threw me a miserable look.
I laughed and hugged him. "Sorry, I am just teasing. Come here. It's okay! I find it kind of sweet actually."
Now I was the one slightly blushing and the corners of his mouth rose to a smirk.
"You find me sweet?", he asked, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "Me, the god of mischief? The mighty prince and king who tried to overthrow the earth and submit the humans to my dark plans?"
I giggled and looked up into his wonderful eyes. "Yes, I do."
"You are a pretty hopeless case", he said jokingly, shaking his head.
"Pretty like very or pretty like beautiful?", I responded.
Loki's eyes glittered. "A bit of both, my dear (y/n)."
"Sometimes you are so cute", I sighed.
"And other times?", he asked.
"Other times you are a real tease. But I think I paid you back pretty well tonight."
"Oh, stop teasing me like that."
"I will never tease you with this again if you promise that if you need cuddles you come to me in human form and not in cat form", I smirked.
He bit his lip. "I don't know if I can agree to that ... you may need to increase the offer."
"To what?" Surprised I looked into his playful shimmering eyes.
"I would take that offer if you would put a kiss on top." Loki grinned and the shyness from the beginning switched with his usual confidence.
"You know what", I murmured, "take as many kisses as you like."
And then I leaned in. Our lips touched and I sunk into a whole world. The night around us huddled us together against the dark, his lip and waist and weight on my legs was the only thing existing. My hand slipped back into his hair, and I enjoyed how he let me ruffle it. I carefully bit into his upper lip, and he kissed me more intensely as a response. I swear I could feel a tongue from time to time. His fingers crawled around my side, it almost tickled, and the sensation gave me goosebumps. I just love him, his taste, his pleasant smell, and I got washed away in it.