Y/N is half snake, half human. She can turn fully in a snake, fully human or her waist downwards snake, she's basically a therianthrope; which means a human who can turn into a wild animal. (In the story the snake is like a solid black cobra with gr...
"Morning," I told in Loki who was sitting in of the TV watching something.
"Ah, good morning," He said, "Would you look a second here darling?"
Turning my head while pouring milk into my cereal, I looked at the screen. The masterpiece of the artwork we made yesterday on Stark's walls appeared out of nowhere on the electronic. Loki chuckled as I stared in disbelief, "Oh god-"
"Precisely..." He narrowed his eyes at my cereal bowl, clearly over poured by milk (which was still pouring)
I set the carton down on the counter and pursed my lips, suppressing the bubble of laughter in my chest. Glancing at Loki's narrowed eyes at me. He really hated when someone spills things on his favourite counter. I put my hands up in defense, "Geez, don't stress yourself... I'll clean it up, you know," I mocked him as I reached to a paper towel to clean my mess up.
Throwing the milk-drenched towel in the garbage and sitting down to make my self a cup of milk, "Yes..." He rasped, still studying me, "You should always clean up your mess after yourself," I chocked on the milk, once again spluttering on the counter while he tuts.
"Loki!"
"Yes?"
"You-" I groaned as he raised an eyebrow, "Son of a bitch..." I muttered under my breath.
"I heard that,"
"Good for you," I said back, flipping him off in the process. He chuckled as he turned back to the TV.
"-yet another statement from Tony Stark, also know as Iron Man: "We will not let Loki and his Emiko hurt people. And if they do- whoever that is- we will capture them and never let them escape." When one of the journalists asked why don't they lock them up now instead of wait for someone to get hurt, or even worse, gets killed, Stark didn't answer." I grinned at the reporter's words.
"Because they can't capture us, hun," I said, more to the reporter then to myself. I sat down on the sofa, almost too close to Loki. I felt his eyes burn a hole on my cheek as I pretended I didn't notice him staring, "Take a picture, it'll last longer, huh?" I finally turned to him.
He grabbed my arm, yanking me into his embrace, he shifts my body so my back is against his strong chest and wrapping his arms around my torso. He nuzzles his nose in my neck while I reach back, caressing his soft chilly skin with my fingers. "Darling?" He asked, I hummed, "Have I waited long enough?"
I smiled as I fix my position to be sitting on his lap, facing him. I cradled his face in my palms, staring deep into his frosty eyes, slowly drawing my face towards his, my eyes started drooping, preparing to close. His lips connects with mine, gently when he lifts his head. My fingers threading through Loki's messy hair as his roam my whole back as the kiss intensifies.
His tongue slides across my lower lip, asking for access, which he still had to earn. One of his hands squeezes my backside, causing my to gasp and grant himself access to my mouth, exploring every inch of it.
I pulled him closer to me, craving more. Loki whimpered in my mouth, practically music to my ears as he lowered my body on the couch, mouths still attached, hands roaming each others' skin, pulling beautiful noises from each others' throats, lips red from all the making out, skin to skin, hands intertwined and deep thrusts.
Well... let's just say, it was an exhausting whole day.
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