Safeword ⛓

The Promise

Loki knew what he wanted. Who he wanted. So did she.

By the next day, y/n was able to return to her room. Loki had stayed with her and had even told her he'd accompany her to her room if she'd want it but not wanting to feel like a burden, she politely declined. She knew it couldn't have been comfortable for Loki to have to share such a tiny bed with her and not get any proper sleep. Despite the fact that Loki wasn't injured, he definitely over exerted himself during the fight teleporting people out ignoring the fact he was drunk. The whole time they were in the medical wing, Loki laid next to her stroking her hair and telling her stories about his time in Asgard. When she'd fall sleep, she'd feel him kiss her forehead then return to stroking her hair. She had never felt more safe in her life.

Once returning to her room, y/n first checked on all the hidden compartments that housed her weapons. Seeing them all instantly made a feeling of safety rush over her. She then began walking to her bathroom to take a shower. Removing her clothes, she noticed her bruised skin. Wincing at the feeling of the hot water on her, y/n started to cry. Surprising even herself, she let out a loud sob letting all her emotions pour out of her into the water. She even felt her knees giving out as she started to fall to the floor. Piling her knees to her chest, she sat there and cried. She hadn't cried like this in years, she had no reason to, but thinking of what would have happened if Loki hadn't been there made her heart shatter. She would have been dead. This realisation hit her like a tun of bricks as she let out another sharp cry.

She sat there, tears streaming down her face, hot water causing the room to steam, head resting on her knees in the middle of the shower until she heard the tap turn off. Scared, she looked up but before panic even had time to set in, she felt two loving arms engulfing her.

Loki pulled her up and gave her a towel. He lead her to her wardrobe and stood next to her holding her up as she picked out an oversized top to wear. Seeing y/n broken like this hurt. It hurt a lot. Anyone but her. He could tolerate anyone else being vulnerable and broken but not her. Not his y/n. His heart ached at the way she was trembling as she got changed. Loki tried his hardest not to watch her but would risk a glance whenever she'd grab his arm to steady herself. He saw her bruised ribs. She noticed his face fall when she caught him looking so she quickly pulled her top down. That's when Loki knelt down and slowly pulled her top back up and started placing kisses on her tender skin. She let him.

They stayed like this for a while, y/n standing up resting her hands on Loki's shoulders whilst he kissed her bruised skin. After a while she bent down as well and traced his lips with her thumb. Slowly, she leaned forward and pecked his lips before pulling away for an instant. She then leaned back and began passionately kissing him. Without breaking the kiss, Loki picked her up and started walking to the bed laying her down gently.

Laying above y/n, Loki remembered that she was still injured. He'd let himself get caught up in the moment and completely forgot about her injuries. Noticing the conflict on his face, y/n quickly tried to assure him she was alright and that they could continue. Loki was reluctant at first but then grinned remembering their previous conversation.

Loki started kissing her neck. She moaned at the feeling of his tongue exploring all her sensitive spots. She felt herself getting wetter and wetter from this alone. Just him on top of her, between her thighs, sucking on her neck. Slowly he began to make his way down her body paying extra attention to the areas that were bruised. When he got to her navel, he stopped and started leaving open mouthed kisses on her thighs purposely ignoring her heated core. Y/N started to try and sit up to watch what Loki was doing and to hopefully instruct him on where to go next but noticing this, Loki stopped and looked up at her.

"They used to call me silvertongue on Asgard" he said seductively.

"I wonder why" she said before she let out a squeal at the feeling of Loki's tongue circling her clit. She instantly starting bucking her hips to feel more. He used his tongue to apply more pressure as he let one of his fingers wander around her entrance before thrusting inside. She let out a pleasured cry at the feeling. Loki was licking up and down. In circles. Sucking. Pumping. Thrusting. Y/n was seeing stars at the feeling of Loki's warm wet mouth fully immersing her clit. She was so close. She knew she was about to cum but she wanted to feel his cock inside her instead of his fingers.

"Loki please"

"Cum for me. I want to taste you"

"N-no Loki gosh I want you inside m-me"

"Not yet. Once you're healed. Now cum"

As much as y/n wanted to hold on for a while longer she couldn't. She came with a shout of Loki's name along with her body shaking as Loki lapped up her arousal.

"Why can't we have sex now? You know you want to" y/n said still recovering from her high glancing down at Loki's erection.

"Believe me I do, but I want you fully healed"

"I'm fine"

"You're not, I need you in the best condition" he replied matter of factly

"Why"

Leaning into her ear, Loki whispered

"I promise that once you're back to being your usual bruise-less self, I'll fuck you back into the state you're in now. Just think of a safeword"