Loki through the multiverse

Kinktober

Fluffy blankets, cozy pajamas, and boozy hot cocoa was your current situation. You were huddled up on the couch with your roommate having a horror movie marathon. Your feet were tucked under you and you used his shoulder as a pillow. The big fleecy blanket was draped over both of your laps, keeping you warm.

You couldn't help but keep glancing up at Loki. His long black hair was tied back in a bun on the back of his head, a few loose strands hanging down around his face. The grey t-shirt clung to his frame like a second skin and you didn't even wanna get started on the gray sweatpants he was wearing. You'd be lying if you said you didn't have a bit of a crush on him. And to be honest, you had for a while, and it wasn't little the crush it was HUMUNGOUS!!!

You've known Loki since you were children. You were only 6 when Loki and his family had moved in across the street from you. And of course you were too shy to go introduce yourself when you saw him and his older brother playing in their front yard. But his brother Thor had noticed and came over and introduced himself, then Loki. Ever since then, you and Loki were inseparable. Even now at 28 years old, and Loki at 30, you still were attached at the hip.

"You're staring, Y/N." Loki said, never looking away from the tv, a smirk gracing his lips.

You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks and you quickly directed your gaze back to the movie that was playing.

"Sorry." you mumbled, shifting away from him slightly so you were no longer leaning on him.

His arm quickly wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you back against him.

"Get back over here." he chuckled, leaning over to press a chaste kiss against your temple. It was a friendly gesture but it still made butterflies erupt in your stomach. His arm stayed wrapped around you as you continued to watch the movie. It wasn't 5 minutes later when a raunchy sex scene came on the screen. You unintentionally began to rub your thighs together. In your head were images of Loki doing all of those things to you. To your horror, you let out a small whimper.

"Are you ok, darling?" Loki asked, concern lacing his voice. You quickly nodded your head, refusing to look at him. But he wasn't convinced.

"Y/N, look at me." he said quietly, bringing his right hand under your chin, gently forcing you to look at him. He looked into your eyes, searching for something. And apparently he found it, a cheeky grin finding its way onto his face.

You pulled your face away from him, ready to run to your bedroom from embarrassment. Before he could speak, you quickly cut him off.

"Not a word, Loki!"

"Darling, are you horny?" he asked, chuckling to himself.

"Shut up!" you yelled, grabbing a small pillow off the other end of the couch and throwing it at his face.

"My god, you are!" he laughed. Before you could get up, his hand grabbed your wrist, preventing you from running. "If you want help with that, all you have to do is ask. I'm more than willing!"

You froze on the spot, no longer trying to escape. His words sent heat straight to your core, but you weren't sure if he was joking or not. You decided to play it off as a joke.

"Don't start what you can't finish, Loki."

"Oh, I can finish it, darling." He said, moving to sit directly next to you, his thigh touching yours. Your heart was about ready to beat right out of your chest.

"Loki, what are you doing?" You asked quietly.

"Finishing what I started. I know you like me, sweetheart." he said, moving back to sit against the arm of the couch, stretching his legs out and holding his arms open, beckoning you to come sit with him.