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You and Loki both found yourselves under the covers as Loki wrapped his arm around you, spooning you, occasionally pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck as you both rested on the convergence between sleep and consciousness.

"Can I ask you a question?" He spoke, breaking the silence.

"Mmmm." You mumbled.

"You and Bucky aren't—" he began.

"No." You answered quickly.

"And you didn't—"

"Almost all the way." You admitted "until I ruined it."

"Oh." He answered slightly deflated "how?"

"I said your name." You answered embarrassingly, burying you head in the pillow hearing Loki chucking behind you. "It's not funny." You scolded, trying to fight your own laugh.

"I'm honoured." He continued to chuckle, once again kissing the nape of your neck.

"You and Darcy didn't—" you asked cautiously.

"We're no more than friends." He assured.

"Loki, we were fiends." You reminded him.

"We're not those kind of friends and besides, I'm pretty sure she likes Bucky."

"Wow really?" You gasped.

"Really." He concluded. "Now time to sleep, we'll deal with the world tomorrow." He announced.

"I don't wanna sleep." You countered, sitting up before rolling Loki over and straddling him.

"Oh really? What does the lady want do instead then?" He grinned, running his hands over your thighs.

No more than twenty minutes later, you had your legs wrapped around Loki again as you both made out in one of the jacuzzis. Loki knew that Thor would kill him for this but it was worth it. You were worth it.


A/N: thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed 🥰

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