Friends with Benefits

6

He could barley sleep all night wondering why on Earth you tolerated Thors behaviour. Thor was truly moronic and beyond a womaniser yet for some reason you still seemed to like him. It was confusing to say the least. The sound of rain and the flashes of thunder outside kept Loki awake as his mind continued to drift onto you. He had texted you to ask whether you were home safe but you hadn't replied. Instead, he confirmed with Natasha who said when you arrived home you seemed upset. At least you got back safe. You didn't deserve to feel upset especially not at the hands of his witless brother.

He thought back to the events of the day. The fight, how you nursed him, the sight of your body, the kiss, until his mind finally focused on the pair of your Victoria secrets Thor had thrown at him in the bathroom. He didn't know what to do with them so decided he'd keep them in his room, in a draw, next to his bed, perfect reaching distance incase he ever needed to potentially look at them or incase you asked for them back, this way he knew exactly where they were. Tonight however, the image of you in the bathroom as your top rode up as well as the kiss you tenderly placed on his forehead, Loki was feeling rather amorous. Reaching over to the bedside draw, Loki took out the pair of lacy underwear, running his eyes over them. As perverse as he felt, he simply couldn't help himself. Freeing his growing erection, he wrapped the knickers around his shaft, underneath his hand before slowly moving his hand up and down. He thought about you, your smile, your laugh, your scent, your body, your thighs, your lips, your eyes, your voice, your sounds, your little moans and giggles. It was unfair that you wasted such precious sounds on someone so unworthy. He imagined himself granting you such rapturous pleasure that you moaned his name, that you begged him to fuck you. Stroking himself faster and faster, Loki pictured you underneath him, writhing as he entered you, slowly, sensually, how you deserved. He thought about the light kisses he'd trail over your body, how he'd touch you gently, take his time, leave you trembling beneath him. Now bucking his hips as he continued to palm himself with your underwear, his mind drifted to the thought of tasting you. How his head would feel between your legs. How it would feel to have you riding his face. Oh the imagines were filthy. With one breathless almost silent call of your name, Loki ejaculated, not sparing the thin material that got coated in cum. So much for giving them back to you.

The next morning Loki woke up feeling terrible for what he had done. He knew he had to speak with you today to ensure you were okay. He decided he'd visit you at your flat, trying his best to fight down the excitement that came along with that idea. He hadn't ever been inside of your flat before. Thor had and he had of course seen pictures of Thor in it but Loki had never gone in himself as he didn't ever have a reason to go in. Until a few weeks ago, you both barely spoke in fact, he wondered why you even spoke to him now. At least now with your new friendship, he had and excuse to go. He was visiting you, as friends. The last he heard of you, you were upset. What kind of friend would he be if he didn't check in on you.

In the kitchen, he sighed when Thor walked in. Turning to face him, he was surprised to see Thor fully dressed and wearing an almost serious expression.

"Where are you going?" Loki questioned.

"To see y/n, apparently she's still upset." He answered seemingly looking for his keys. This couldn't be happening, Loki was on his way to see you, not Thor.

"What about the party?" Loki prompted hoping that Thor would fold.

"Y/n's more important right now." Thor spoke.

What? Since when did Thor generally care about you? Care enough to turn down booze and women? Things were not going to plan.

"Why don't you just go to the party? If it really bothers you, I'll go and check in on y/n." Loki suggested hoping that it made Thor think it was his idea for him to visit you.

"No, I will." Thor insisted "I know all the things that cheer her up including her favourite snacks." Thor answered.

What the fuck? What the fuckk?

Thinking quickly on his feet and knowing his brother, Loki decided to speak again, one more shot at convincing Thor that the party was a better idea than you. He almost admired Thors responses. For once, he seemed as if he was putting you first. It reminded him that you and Thor were both friends to begin with.

"Well, it's a shame really, I heard there were going to be tons of alcohol and more women than you could count but of course I'm sure a quiet one in would suffice." Loki smirked, watching Thors face as he seemed like he was weighing up the two scenarios. How could he think anything was in comparison to spending time with you. "My offer still stands, I could go to y/n's in your place whilst you enjoy yourself." Loki added in the hopes that it would make up Thors mind.

"Hmmm, I do like women and that does sound like fun." Thor mumbled, seemingly speaking aloud.

This predictable oaf

"Fine, you go." Thor decided, leaving Loki mentally fist bumping the world. "And don't forget to bring her some cupcakes from the bakery near her flat, she loves them." Thor asked before leaving to get properly dressed for the party. "And Loki." He stopped, speaking over his shoulder at the door.

"Yes."

"Do keep it PG." Thor chuckled.

"I do not like y/n, I'm simply checking on her in your absence." Loki lied.