𝐀𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝕃𝕠𝕜𝕚'𝕤 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖

The many personalities of Loki

Loki spread his legs as he sat on the chair, his cuffed hands unbuttoning his pants ready for you to suck his cock.

You strut towards Loki, fired up. The heat rising and burning your cheeks.

"My Lady, don't!" Thor yells in shock, unbelieving that you still go to him.

You leap into Loki's lap, straddling him. Your hands resting on your thighs as you stare deeply into his eyes.

He narrows his gaze "I want your mouth, before your cunt slut"

Your hand suddenly released your blade from your thigh, swiftly bringing it up to Loki's neck.

Loki jolted his head back in surprised alarm. His pupils dilate seeing your eye's turn from love sick adoration, to a women scorned.

"Whilst my heart loves you, it also begs me to save you" you say holding back your trembles

Loki talks slowly, nervously. Being careful not to move his neck fearing the sharp point of the dagger.

"You can't save me, the dark derangement has already cemented in place, so get used to it" he spits.

"Then for mercy's sake I should allow this blade to swipe across your throat, saving you from prolonged suffering. I know my Loki is inside, screaming at this version of himself for what he says to me"

You slowly lower your lips onto his, pressing the blade more firmly into his skin. Loki hisses into your kiss, feeling the blade pierce him.

You sit up staring at the fresh trickle of blood that escapes his minor wound. Loki looks at you alarmed, having not predicted your unusual behaviour.

"Should that kiss be our last my love? I'm prepared to end your suffering, i'll live on remembering our good times while you're long dead"

Loki's eyes grew wide, he gulped unsure if you're bluffing, your act very convincing.

"What? has the cat got your tongue?" you say amused

Your eyes follow another bead of blood that falls down his neck, you promptly lean in, lapping it up with your tongue.

Loki watches as you lean back, your eyes rolling as you moan out in satisfaction. He squints his eyes, seeing you display a darkness akin to his.

"Your blood is sweet, maybe I'll let you bleed more often, maybe jabbing you with my sharp dagger every time you belittle me"

You nick the tip of the blade against his neck as you finish your sentence, making him wince from the sudden pain.

"Or every time you bad mouth me" you pierce his skin again. This time Loki growled, pulling his head away from you.

You gripped his hair with your other hand, holding his head in place. Your dagger firmly pressed against his neck, cutting him each time you spoke.

"Or every time you disrespect me...Or humiliate me.... Or order me to suck your cock!" 

You've cut him three times, his neck now dripping with bright crimson blood.

"Mina!" Thor says your name loud, a warning in his tone.

"Maybe I need to use better words for the one who's heart I own" Loki says, feeling afraid of your erratic behaviour. Worried he may just tip you over the edge should he carry on insulting you.

You smirk "you should respect the one who also owns your heart Loki"

You take the dagger, carefully cutting the thin fabric of his tunic, cleanly tearing the green material.