Life with Loki - short stories

Dinner with Daddy *

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Summary: When a day full of irritations leaves one authoritative CEO in a mood that only her Daddy can calm.
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Tags: NSFW, Daddy Kink, Daddy Dom, Dom Loki, Sub Reader, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Throatfucking, Praise Kink, Safe Kink, Subspace, Loki's Princess, Subspace, Aftercare.
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Today could go to hell.

It was one of those days that was filled with those minor inconveniences that we really shouldn't waste our energy on, yet we do, as we storm through the day with that thunderous cloud above our minds, raining annoyance upon our shoulders throughout those daunting days.

You detested these days, absolutely hated them. Nothing went according to plan, and for someone who needed to feel in control, these days wreaked havoc with your mind. When your surroundings were not in order, your mind, neither, in order.

The irritation grew within you as the day grew older. Plans that you had drafted ahead of time for work, ordered ahead of their due dates, somehow, had been misplaced and not processed in time. Now that fucked you off, and the intern learnt a thing or two about how to do his job correctly and avoid pissing you off in future.

By the time you walked through the front door that evening, you were seething with irritation. Your heels were kicked off your feet within seconds, as your feet kicked them off with a bit too much vigour that they flew against the wall with a bang. Your keys were thrown on the hall table with disregard as your mind replayed everything that went wrong throughout your day.

It was the voice of your beloved that pulled you from your internal rage. No one would think the God of Mischief & Chaos -who once waged war with the city he now lived in, with you- would be able to soothe someone else from a state of anger. But he could. Loki always managed to soothe the seas that raged within you.

"My darling? Dinner is almost... what is the matter?". His heavy cool hands found their place upon your tense shoulders, as you leant back into his chest. Those magical lips of his found your neck, tracing over the erupted heat that flushed itself across your skin.

The failure to respond with your words was enough for Loki to sense what you needed. That was the thing about him, he was so receptive to your body language, to your expressions, that he always knew what you needed. Sometimes, before you realised yourself.

"Do you need control?". Your breathing was slowing to a healthy pace, but you shook your head in disagreement. Control was the last thing you needed right now. "Or do you need Daddy?".

The title from Loki lips alone was enough to weaken you. You turned in his arms, facing your beloved partner, who you were now safe with.

Your Daddy. 

"Oh, Little One. Come here, my sweet baby". You stepped into Loki's embrace as the authoritative CEO who was exhausted with rage, exhausted from responsibility, and as he rubbed soothing strokes over your back and gently played with your hair, he opened his arms for you to step away; as his baby, who had already collapsed into her subspace.

Loki could see the space within your pleading eyes as you looked up to him. You needed him; you needed your Daddy to guide you through this moment. You were handing over the reigns of your control, the reigns of your mind, to him. "I need you, Daddy. Please".

How precious you were, especially when you fell into such a submissive space. Loki felt nothing but pride that you wanted him as your Daddy. There was no greater honour. It filled him with such purpose to be able to care for you, to nurture you. He just adored his needy girl.

Loki cupped with your face within his embracing hands, protecting you from the cruel world that dared to upset his little one. He picked you up into his loving arms, guiding you to rest your head against his shoulder as he walked you to your shared bedroom. He positioned you in his lap so you were comfortable as you curled up against his strong chest.