Gale POV
If you guys aren't comfortable with stuff like Fifty Shades of Grey stuff, just skip whenever the bold lettering shows up and ship to the next bold lettering.For the next few days, I couldn't keep the images out of my head. Every time Loki touched me, it felt like electricity ran through my veins and muscles, making me shudder. He took notice of this quick, because he would touch me constantly on purpose. He would squeeze my thigh from under the table, or make it a point to always sit next to me on the couch and rub my leg. Honestly, I've been thinking about just saying fuck it, and just do it. But I didn't know if he was into that.
And just the thought of asking him brought a blush to my cheeks and embarrassment clouded me from asking. It was about 3 days after the paintings, and I'm sitting down in the living room, sitting in the chair, all lights are off besides the reading light next to the chair.
Everyone was dead asleep, it being 1am, but I just couldn't sleep. Suddenly, hands went over my eyes and I chuckled, bringing my hand up to his. "What are you doing my love?" I ask him and he chuckles. "You shall see darling. Just come with me. It's a surprise." I chuckle at the sound of his voice. He definitely sounded eager but also anxious. I stand as his hands remain over my eyes. "You have to guide me Loki. As you can tell, I can't see." He chuckles as he guides me up the stairs and into a room.
Once inside, the smell of him hits my senses, one gets lost, others get heightened.
*Skip if you want* Third Person POVLoki leads Gale to the bed and lays her down. Her heartbeat quickens. "What are you doing Loki?" She questions as her voice raises slightly. "Just keep your eyes closed. Promise?" He questions and the goddess nods. He takes his hands off her eyes and they remained shut. Gale can hear shuffling and a couple draws opening and closing. He shuffles back over and he lifts her head and something goes over her head. She tries to reach up to touch it as it settles over her eyes, she thought it might be silk. But Loki pushes her arm down. "No touching." He commands and she complies.
Loki waves a hand, and suddenly straps are tightly, not too tight, wrapped around her wrists and ankles. Gale let's out a gasp as she pulls against them slightly. "Loki what is..." She begins to say but he cuts her off. "Silence. Stop struggling." He commands in a rough and authoritative voice.
She immediately stops and shuts up. Her face began to get beat red and her heart rate soared to new heights. She knew what this was. He had planned this. She just knew. After she had showed him her thoughts, she just knew it in her gut. He was the God of Mischief after all. And this was the most mischievous thing of all to her.
She shivers slightly as she makes a slight sounds, almost like a moan in the back of her throat. Loki chuckles from somewhere in the room. She shudder at the sound. She knew that chuckle all too well. She heard something go over the wall, like magic running over it. Did he just magic the room? Gale let's out a slight gasp. He made it sound proof!
She feels a finger placed on her and suddenly her clothes vanished, and she shivers at the slight coldness in the air. "Darling, you do look gorgeous like this. All vulnerable just for me. It truly is a sight." Loki says from across the room. Gale suddenly smells something burning and Gale shudders once more. Oh my....
She suddenly feels the hot sensation drip onto her stomach. She flinched slightly, and let's out a shuddered breath. "Gods..." She breathes out. "You talk again, and I will gag you." Loki demands and Loki smiles to himself as he can physically see the shudder go down her body.
"Yes sir." She breaths out and Loki chuckles. She hears him move and suddenly a cloth is placed in her mouth and wrapped around to the back of her head and tied. She whimpers.
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A New Goddess (LokixOCxBucky)
FanfictionGale wakes up and finds herself in the MCU. Sorry guys, I'm horrible with descriptions. All characters belong to Marvel and Disney. Only my OC belongs to me. No photos or songs belong to me.