Loki x Reader

Training😣

  After you had finished your breakfast it was time for training. You followed your team outside to the training ground. Meanwhile Loki was getting himself settled into his room. You split up into groups of two, you were with Natasha as always. "Alright Y/n, I'm gonna beat you this time", she challenges. "If it hasn't happened yet it won't ever happen.", you retaliate. She smirks, charging at you with her dagger. You dash out of her way as she rolls right past you, landing on her knee. You levitate over the ground, charging back at her. Just as she regains her stance you position your feet on her shoulders and push her into the ground with such force that grass flies up from the ground. You lift her body off the ground with your telekinesis and throw her across the yard. Your about to finish her off when you hear a low chuckle. You jerk your head to see Loki standing about 12 feet away, staring at you with his arms crossed. Your face grows red and hot, your entire body is frozen as your eyes are locked with his. All of a sudden you feel something knock your whole body and your head hits the ground, you open your eyes to see Natasha kneeling over you. "You bitch, that hurt!", you snap at her. She laughs, "I told you I'd beat you!" She helps you up and you dust the dirt off your knees. You glance back over only to see Loki disappear back into the tower. "Only because I was fucking distracted!", you whisper yell. Natasha laughs again, "You think Thor's brother is hot!" You roll your eyes at her ignorant allegation. "Whatever, I need to go wash off", you scoff. 

  

You head down the hall and into the bathroom. You strip your clothes off and lay them on the counter, turn the water up all the way, and step in. You clean yourself with you matching vanilla shampoo and body wash. You chuckle to yourself, "I do NOT find Thor's little brother hot." You shake your head, "There's no way, he's just...intimidating..." You step out of the shower, wrapping yourself in your robe. It was black with fake fur trim around the collar. You open the door and look both ways before you step out into the hall. You hurry into your room and lock the door. You dress yourself once again in a red tank top and black jean shorts. You look in the mirror. You were satisfied with how you look, especially your cleavage. You wouldn't admit it but it was kind of the whole reason you bought that shirt. You leave your room and walk to find where everyone else was. You make your way into the living room only to see Loki sitting down, reading a book. You stop in your tracks and you can't really help but stare at him. He closes his book and looks up at you. "Your Y/n correct?" You nod your head yes at his question. He stands up and starts to walk towards you a little. "Loki Laufeyson, Prince of Asgard. Pleasure to meet you Y/n." You face is flushed and your at a loss for words, "It's a pleasure to meet you as well." You mumble, avoiding eye contact. He holds his hand out, signaling for a handshake. You take his hand and you can't help but notice how large and veiny his hands are. Your mind starts to wander, thinking about how his hands would feel in other places, but you quickly put a stop to it. You hear him chuckle and you look up at him, you see that his eyes are looking at your breasts and that his face is red. It's almost as if he could read your mind. He releases your hand from his and his eyes quickly dart back to yours, "If you'll excuse me, there is something I need to take care of." You nod your head and quickly move so he can pass by. Your entire face is red and your body is hot. You hear Loki's door shut, you sigh and throw your head back, "Fuck, Thor's little brother is hot."