Mischievous Love (Loki x Reader)

Part 6

You woke up alone in your bed the next day. Was it a dream? Where was he? But the soreness between your legs indicated that it definitely was not a dream. He was here, and he fucked you, hard. You saw a note on the bedside table with the neatest handwriting you've ever witnessed.

Good morning, Y/n

I thought you might like to sleep in after last night. We did stay up late after all.

When your ready please drink this pill and come downstairs to meet me for breakfast.

Sincerely, Yours

L

There was a small white pill with a glass of water next to the letter. I swallowed the pill, put on a black dress with matching heels, let down my hair and went down stairs to look for Loki. He was sitting alone at a dining room table, across from him was a plate full of exotic fruits and a glass that looked like it was filled with OJ.

"Morning." you said softly but hard enough for him to hear you.

"Finally," he greeted with a smile. "I was starting to think I had killed you last night." He smirked at you and you felt yourself blush, the soreness between your legs making you walk strangely.

"Would you be quiet about that. I was drunk and it was a moment of weakness." you whisper angrily.

He shrugs at you and smirks when you wince slightly sitting down. "Sore?"

"Not at all. I've had bigger." You lie. "Mhm." He nods raising an eyebrow at you.

You hear a loud bang as a door shuts and his brother walks in. "Loki, father wants to speak with you, in private." He says the last part looking at you. You shrug, "I didn't want to go with him anyway."

Loki stands up and walk out, you hear a loud voice booming from another room but can't quite make out what they're saying. Sounds serious.

Loki comes in, running his hand through his hair and unbuttoning his shirt.

"Y/n, I have some news I have to share with you." He says looking down like a child who just got scolded.

"Yes?" You question, feeling nervous. This isn't good. You can feel it in your gut.

"We have to be married in the next 2 months, or else you will be killed." You jaw dropped.

"W- what?"

"We..." he started, but you put your pointer finger up, shushing him. "I heard, I meant what as in 'FUCK NO!'" You yell, your voice echoing the room.

"Listen, Y/n..." he started, but you shoved your finger in his face again.

"No! You listen, Loki, I am not getting married. End of discussion. I'd rather die than get married to you anyway. You are the person that ruined my life. No, not person, monster. So, why don't you just kill me now because there is no way in HELL that I am marrying you."

His mouth fell open is shock. "But what about last night?" He asked softly, you could hear the anger in his voice.

"Oh, puh-lease. The chance of that ever happening again is less than zero, you disgust me." The words come out of your mouth but you don't believe them. This is the most handsome man you've ever met. And even though you're angry, the only thing you want right now is for him to bend you over on the table and fuck you until you can't walk.

"Oh you think you are so fucking perfect," he started. "Well, you know what you have the personality of a fucking cucumber, the only thing your good in is sex. And I tried to convince my father not to make me marry you, because who on any planet can even STAND you, but no I have to be stranded with you for some reason. Fuck knows what I did to deserve THAT!"