LokixFemaleReader
18+ Sexually Explicit, Angst, Smut,Fluff, Heartbreak, Action, Kidnapping etc.
You have been warned, this is roller coaster of a story so buckle up buttercup!
EXTREME WARNING! DO NOT CONTINUE IF GRATUITOUS SMUT AND BDSM ELEMENTS BO...
You smile at Thor and say a small "Thank you, Thor" as he escorts you through the door into the entryway.
Standing off to the side, picking at his palm, is Loki. He stares at you like he's afraid if he moves, he will spook you away like a horse. Loki quickly notices that you are wearing one of his shirts. He desperately hopes that is a good sign. He has always loved seeing you wear his clothing and colors. You look so small in his shirts and he finds it completely endearing. It makes him feel like it's another way to mark you as his.
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When you look into his eyes for the first time in days, you can see the matching dark purple rings under them just like yours. His eyes betray all of his emotions as you see his utter despair reflected in those emerald pools you loved to sink into. You could feel his gaze as it drifted all over your body. You grin internally knowing he has taken full notice that you are wearing his shirt. Not wanting to give away your emotions just yet, you turn your attention back to Thor who is standing stock still watching the two of you.
"May we sit down somewhere Loki and I can talk?" You ask Thor.
Thor, looking like he was waking from a trance, replies "Oh, yes of course right this way, you can go into the living room. I will go down to the communal floors to give you both some privacy to discuss your personal matters."
"Thank you" Loki and you say at the same time. You both share a small smile and proceed to walk into the living room while Thor makes his exit out the door.
"Would you like anything to eat or drink, darling? Tea perhaps?" Loki inquires testing the waters of your reactions to his small pet name for you.
"No, thank you though. I'd just like to get this over with please."
"Ah, ahem yes, well where would you like to start? Would you prefer I go first?" Loki asks quietly, carefully choosing his words as he doesn't want to seem pushy in any way.
"Yes, I guess we can start with what happened exactly and go from there. Although I don't need descriptive details as I'm sure I saw quite enough." Loki flinches at the sharp jab from that statement however metaphorical it may be.
"Yes, alright. So that evening I had text messaged you on the cell phone that I was to be coming home early, I had hoped that you would possibly be there waiting for me the way you used to. I know as of late our relationship hasn't been at its best." He looks at you seeing if he has yet to cross a line, and overly upset you.
"I agree with that statement, go on." You state, quickly nodding your head at him to continue on with his explanations.
"Ok, so when I came back, I became very upset that once again you were not home and I assumed you were going to be working late again. You know how tense and on edge I can be when I return home and with you not there to vent too, I decided I would indulge in something else and went for a drink at the bar down the street. I sat in the corner on a stool directly at the bar. I ordered a whiskey, and brought out my book to read." Loki takes the chance to glance at you as he has kept his eyes glued to the floor afraid he would lose his nerve if he dared look into your eyes just yet.
