𝓐𝓯𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓻 (Loki Laufyson x Reader)

Chapter 3 - Affair

It had been a few weeks since you had gotten married and things had been going well. Other than Loki who had been eyeing you since the afterparty, occasionally giving you a smirk if you both made eye contact.

You tried avoiding him as much as possible but it was getting harder as there weren't many people in the kingdom. Sure there were many rooms but during the weeks you found fewer things to do. You kept yourself preoccupied in the library mainly, finding comfort in the books as one of your hobbies was reading.

As you were walking to the library a voice stopped you, "Y/N!" The voice boomed. You turned your head to see Thor walking towards you. "Oh, hello Thor." You say with a small smile. Since your wedding, you haven't seen Thor as much as you expected. He had been away from Asgard often and even if he wasn't he was always busy, which you didn't mind honestly. You enjoyed his company but you enjoyed being alone more.

"How have you been?" Thor asks. "I've been good." You say. "That's good. How has it been in the castle so far? Is everyone treating you alright?" Thor asks in a suspicious tone of voice. Even though this marriage is simply for title purposes he still cared for you and wanted you to be as comfortable as possible. "Yes of course. Everyone has been very kind." You say, trying to hold back the urge to tell him of the obscenities his brother whispered to you on your wedding night. He mumbled a 'good' and smiled, "Oh! I almost forgot. Would you like to have lunch with me tomorrow? I'm free and I figured we could get to know each other better." Thor says. You smile, "Sure, I would love that." His smile grows wider, "Great!" He cheers.

"Thor! Hurry back before all the beer has run out-" Volstagg staggers into the room, calling for Thor but stopped when he saw you. "O-Oh, my lady..." He bowed sluggishly. "Duty calls," Thor says before walking over to Volstagg. "Come, let us get more drinks!" Thor cheered while throwing his arm over Volstagg's shoulders and dragging him back to where they came from.

You noticed Thor didn't get drunk as easily as the others. You didn't know if it was because he was a god that made him more tolerant of such things or if he had gotten so use to the liquid that it didn't bother him anymore. You didn't know.

You bushed the thought into the back of your head before turning on your heel and continuing your path to the library. When you made it into the library you searched around for a while before finding the perfect book. You then walked over to one of the couches and sat down before beginning to read. It was a romance, of course, they were your favorite. You had always wished for a romance like the people in your books, passion, love, and lust. Everything you wanted in a partner... But now it seemed impossible. You could never have that love, not now that you're married to someone in the royal family.

"What are you reading?" You jumped at the sound of someone's voice. You turned your head to see Loki standing next to one of the bookshelves with his hands behind his back. "You frightened me." You say while resting a hand on your chest. "My apologizes, that was not my intention." He says with a sly smirk. It was his intention and you both knew it.

"But what are you reading?" He asked while walking over to a chair across from the couch and sitting down. "Is it a romance?" He asked. "It is." You answered. "I've noticed you enjoy them." He says. "You've noticed?" You asked in confusion. "Well, no one else reads those dreadful stories. No one here reads at all other than me." Your eyes widen, "Dreadful? They're lovely." "They're putrid." You gasp at his harsh words, "They are not! They are written beautifully." He rolled his eyes at your words. "You just wouldn't know true literature if it hit you over the head." You hissed. "I've read nearly every book in this library. All of them other than those books. The ones I've read are far better than those." "Have you ever tried to read them?" You ask. "Once. It was awful." "Not all books are fantastic. You must read more than one to find the perfect one." He glares at you, he seemingly started to regret coming in here at all.

"Here," You stand up, placing your book down on the sofa, and you walk over to one of the shelves. Your eyes skim over the books and Loki watched you closely. When you find what you are looking for you grab it and walk over to him. "Read this. I can guarantee you will like it." You hold out the book for him and waited for him to take it.

His eyes flick up to yours and held your gaze for longer than you wanted. His eyes darkened and he grabbed the book from you slowly, his fingertips gliding across your fingers in the process. You move your gaze to the floor and you clear your throat. You turned to go back to the sofa but Loki grabs your wrists and he stands up, pressing your back against his chest. "Why are you fighting this? I know you feel it too." He whispers into your ear, "I remember the way your body quivered against mine when I whispered lude things to you." He says with a slight chuckle. His right hand traveled around your waist and started to travel up your stomach. "Loki..." "I see the way you look at me. I'm not blind." He says while placing his a kiss below your ear causing your body to shiver involuntarily.

"Please let go..." You moved his hand off of you and you tried walking away, but he grabbed you again and pushed you against the table in the room. "Tell me you don't want me. Tell me you don't feel the same. Tell me no, and I'll walk away." He held your face in his hands and you stared down at the floor. A blush crept onto your cheeks and you wanted to say no out of respect for Thor... But you knew you'd be lying to yourself.

Even though much hasn't happened you did feel something with him. Not liking, maybe just attraction. Or maybe the things he whispered to you sounded nice to hear, you didn't know. But with the lack of an answer Loki smirked. He pushed you on top of the table and you snapped out of your thoughts, "W-Wait!" You say as he started to fumble with your dress. In his frustration of not being able to get your dress off, he fell to his knees and pulled the dress up. "Wait! Please!" You called, but he ignored you. He peeled off your undergarments and threw them aside. He then looked up at you, "Tell me no and I'll stop." You stared down at him. A part of you was screaming at you to tell him to stop, telling you this was wrong because he was your husband's brother...

But then the other part was telling you to let him have his way with you, to enjoy life's pleasures, and to ignore the consequences of your actions. Your features soften and he took it as a sign to begin. His lips connected to your cunt and your body slightly jumped at the sensation.

His tongue swirled over your clit and you moan out in ecstasy. He pushed your legs open more to gain more access which only made the feeling even better. Your body twitched and your legs shook and loud moans escaped your lips. You let out a gasp and to conceal your moans you covered your mouth with your hand. You didn't want anyone hearing what was going on, even though the walls were thick it was still a possibility if someone walked by.

He moved his hand so his thumb rubbed against your clit as his mouth worked the rest of you. Your free hand traveled through his hair, slightly tugging on his roots in the process. This only drove him more to get you where you need to be. Both his thumb and tongue worked together to ware out the most sensitive part of your pussy.

The knot in your stomach started to pulse and you felt yourself getting closer and closer. He smirked, "Say my name. Call for me. I want to hear you beg for it." He says in between satisfying you. You called out his name which pleased him, "Tell me what you want, scream it if you have to." You let out a loud moan, "Cum! I want to cum!" You called out. "Good girl." He mumbled before moving his hand away and giving his all with his tongue.

After a few more seconds of him working on you the knot in your stomach came undone and you let out a loud, drawn-out moan as your body pulsed. Loki was eager to lick the juices that came flowing out of you, swallowing them in the process. Your body twitched as you held your eyes closed. Loki then stood on his feet and grabbed your face once more before slamming his lips onto yours.

You could taste your juices in his mouth as his tongue met with yours. You tiredly, but greedily took in the sloppy kiss eagerly. He groaned into your mouth and you sighed into his. You tried your best to keep up with him but your body was tired and it was hard to do so. He then pulled away, a line of spit keeping you both connected for a moment before breaking away when he got too far.

"I'll read the book." Was all he said before walking back to the chair and grabbing the book he threw against the seat. Before he left he grabbed the underwear he threw away earlier and stuffed it in his pocket. You sat there for a moment with many emotions flooding through your body. Shame and guilt being the main two ones. But if you felt so guilty...

Why did you want more?

TO BE CONTINUED...