Life with Loki - short stories

The First, and The Last *

Summary: Your good friend shares a rather personal truth with you... and then asks to gift you such truth.
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Tags/Warnings: Virgin!Loki / Experienced Reader / Plus Sized Reader / Smitten Loki / Pre-Relationship / Friends to Lovers / Breast Stimulation / Body Worship / Oral Sex (M&F) / Sex / Fluff, fluff, fluff / Sex Guidance /
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It had to be you. He was sure of it now. As cliché as it sounds; you weren't like the others. Loki had watched you for some time, gauging you and who you are as a person. To him, there was a soft comfortability about you that no one else here seemed to possess. You had patience, to a point. You had empathy, and it was not often that you were judgemental of the people around you. And lest we forget not to mention that you were the most gorgeous, alluring, being that Loki had ever seen. The Prince had never been so attracted to someone before as he was to you, the pinnacle of his fantasies. In conclusion, he was sure he would feel understood by you, and most importantly, he would feel safe. Loki was sure you wouldn't laugh in his face or outright reject him regarding this... delicate matter.

Now, how to counsel with you regarding the issue. Strangers; you and Loki were not in conversation, quite the opposite in fact. You were wary of him at the start, naturally, but it wasn't long until you got a good read of him, and started to befriend the dark God in his new home of Avengers Tower. With time, Loki found himself seeking your company, and he found it easy to be in your company, and to talk with you about all sorts. And when you made him laugh —which was actually quite often— Loki found himself feeling at ease with the world and his mistakes within it. You meant a great deal to him, far more than you had realised, but then again Loki hadn't been too revealing with his feelings for you. They were still held close to his chest. But he was ready for this now. He had finally worked up enough courage to communicate this with you.

He asked to join you in your room one evening. This wasn't unusual behaviour for the two of you, who would often relax with one another in either private room, either talking, listening to music or you would potter around with odd jobs whilst Loki would sit there and read by himself. Just being in each other's presence was soothing. Tonight was progressing as usual. You invited him in, Loki tried all within his ability to hide the warmth that rose to his cheeks when he saw you. Then, you poured a drink for each of you whilst he reclined on your sofa, where you soon joined him.

"So what's up, Loke? Stabbed Thor today?". Loki laughed aloud at the cheek wrapped around your fair question. He could always relax so easily here, in your environment. It was warm, charming, and safe: just like you. And Norns, did you look so beautiful in this dimmed evening light.

"Not as of yet, however the night is still young". Your laugh was the purest music to his ears. So heavenly. He had never met someone who was so receptive to him, to his humour, and to his subtle, occasional, touches. He had only felt as a burden to everyone throughout this life but you made him feel purpose, you made him feel like he belonged here; with you. He didn't, he couldn't, wait much longer, he needed to ask you. "Darling, I was w— I was wondering if I could ask something of you?".

"Of course, Loke! You know you can ask me for anything". Being the God of Mischief, he couldn't help but internally smirk at your words, and perhaps if you were someone else, he would make you regret those words. But you were you, and he would never trick you. You gave him that patience he needed, and waited for him to be ready to share.

"Well, this is rather a delicate subject, so please just listen until I finish. Know that there is no expectation for you to say yes, and if you wish to say no then that is perfectly fine and hopefully we can just go back to how we were before I proposed this idea—