I washed my hands and made sure all my supplies were restocked and sterile. I was a nurse in the 119th infantries. The men were always getting shot or hurt, which led me to take care of them. A certain man was always in and out of the infirmary, he seemed to be a beacon for injuries. Sergeant Hiddleston. One of the best soldiers in his ward. That didn't seem to stop him from getting hurt. Although he was always hurt, he never came to me. I don't mind of course, we never really got along.
Every time the other nurses were busy, and he needed attention, I would try to stitch him up only for him to dismiss me and say he was alright. Not only was he very rude and dismissive, he also always tried to pick on me. I didn't like him one bit. And I bet he doesn't like me either. No, I know he doesn't like me.
"Hey Y/n, we need your help, stat." a soldier said urgently, I gathered up my stuff and rushed out with him, one of his friends was laying on the floor, his arm bent out of shape and a bone poking out of his skin. I squirmed a little at the sight but immediately went to his aid. I couldn't move him to the med area because it could injure him more, he was rather relaxed about the situation, his jaw was clenched tight and his eyebrows furrowed, he didn't look at me once. Once I somewhat fixed him up enough to move and get to an actual hospital I asked him
"How did this happen? Don't try to ignore me, I'm a nurse and I need to know." I told him firmly, he sighed and muttered under his breath
"Sergeant Hiddleston ma'am." he muttered under his breath, I went to ask him to explain further but his friends picked him up and took him away, soldiers who were watching the scene were muttering among themselves about Hiddleston. I packed my things up and walked back to the infirmary, my mind was overwhelmed with many thoughts so I took a detour, to get fresh air. Walking towards and alleyway that led to a small space that I go to think.
As I walked through the alley I noticed a soldier leaning against the wall. Squinting my eyes I realized it was Sergeant Hiddleston. I froze and slowly turned around, hoping to not draw attention to myself, which failed.
"Y/n." He called out, his accent rolling off his tongue like silk. I slowly turned around and looked at him warily "what are you doing walking through the alley? Hm?"
"Getting fresh air. I just tended to a soldier whose arm you shattered. Honestly what's the matter with you? You can't just go around breaking peoples' arms! Especially when they're part of your team." I scolded him, my knuckles turning white against the handles of my med case. He stood up straight and stalked towards me
"You have nerve talking to me like that." He whispered lowly, I clenched my jaw, hoping my mouth doesn't run something that would get me a fist to the face.
"You're a bastard." There it goes. His shoulders tensed up slightly, his face going red with anger, he grabbed my arm and pulled me further into the alley, I tried to pull away from his grip but he wouldn't let me. My med case had fallen out of my hands, being left behind.
"The hell are you taking me Hiddleston?!" I asked angrily, he just kept pulling me further into the alley, his face still pulled tight with anger. We entered a door that led to a small room, it was cozy and it had a warm glow from the lamps, there was a couch propped up against the wall with a baby blue blanket thrown over the back, there was a bookshelf on the other side of the wall and a coffee table right in the middle "how did you find this?"
"It was an empty storage room." He said briefly, I crossed my arms and just stared at him as he focused on his boots
"So? Why did you bring me here?" I asked getting impatient, he scoffed and sat on the couch, putting his head in his hands
"You always have to be so annoying. Helping those fools at any given moment." He said with an annoyed tone, I frowned a little and raised an eyebrow at him
"That's sort of my job?" I said confused, he raised his head and stared at me, his eyes held a look that could melt metal, he stood up and walked closer to me, his eyes staring into mine
"You don't see it do you? Those bastards are getting hurt on purpose just for you to tend to them. Just so you can touch their filthy person. And so they can touch you also." He said getting so close, his body was trapping me against the wall. I could smell a hint of citrus from his cologne and the slight mint from his breath. His eyes were dark and his jaw was clenched "the only person who can touch or worship the very ground you walk on, is me."
My heart was pounding so loud I heard it in my ears. My breathing picked up as he leaned down a little, his face very close to mine, I was left quite speechless at his words, I swallowed thickly as he slowly wet his lips
"I... what? What do you mean by that?" I asked confused, he chuckled softly and straightened up, his chest against mine.
"Hey Nurse... I think I have something you need to help me with." He said, a sly smirk on his lips, I sighed, knowing I couldn't walk away now
"What's the problem sergeant?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest, trying to get as much room between us as possible, he raised his hand slowly and gently took my arm in his hand, pulling me closer to him
"I think you know my problem darling." He said, another smirk gracing his face
"This is highly unprofessional of you, Hiddleston." I said, his face awfully close to mine, I felt heat rise to my cheeks, leaving a scarlet trail up my neck and to my ears
"Is it? Because you seem like you're enjoying it. Rubbing your thighs together and looking at me with those eyes. You though I didn't notice?" he said, he started backing up, taking me with him, he sat on the couch, looking up at me. A gleeful smile lacing his lips.
"Why are you smiling?" I asked, he gently pulled me down on his thigh, sitting sideways on him
"Because of how adorable you look trying to hide your arousal." He said, his hand placed on my thigh. That's it, I'm giving in.
"If I let you do what you want.. What would you do?" I asked, gently fiddling with the collar of his shirt, he hummed lowly, rubbing slow circles on my clothed thigh
"I think it would be more fun if I surprised you.. you'd like that wouldn't you?" he asked, I bit the inside of my cheek, nodding slightly, he hummed quietly, bringing his hand to my face and kissing me harshly, our teeth clashing together, pulling me closer to him and making me straddle him, his hands on my hips gently grinding me down on him, his crotch providing me friction, I sighed into his mouth, making him chuckle a little "let's get these clothes off of you, Hm?"
He stood up, making me stand with him, grabbing the hem of my shirt, gently tugging at it for permission, I lifted my arms and allowed him to remove my scrubs, he then removed his own shirt, unbuttoning it and tossing it to the side, his white undershirt leaving very little to the imagination, he dipped his head between my neck, kissing and sucking on it till red and purple marks laid there. I squirmed beneath his touch, moaning softly
"Can I ask you something?" I whispered, scared that my voice would give out from the intense pleasure, he hummed for me to continue, still nipping and sucking on my neck "Why do you pretend to hate me?"
He stopped and slowly lifted his head, looking at me with a dark look in his eyes, I assumed it was the lust
"Because if I didn't, I'm afraid I might've gave in from the moment I saw you. So in order to keep my cool, I never went near you. But today when you walked into the alley, where I was, it was like a mouse walking into a trap." He said, hooking his fingers in the waist band of my pants, kneeling down in front of me while dragging the pants down my legs, I stepped out of them and he tossed them to the side. Leaning in, he placed feather-light kisses on my thighs, kissing my hip bone, right above the band of my underwear, then my stomach, and slowly making his way back up to my lips
"Stop teasing and hurry up sergeant." I whispered impatiently, the heat between my thighs felt like fire, the wetness in my underwear soaking the fabric. He laughed darkly, looking me in the eyes and shaking his head
"I give the orders darling. And you obey, like the good girl you are. And my first order to you is remove your undergarments and sit on the couch. Then I want you to spread your pretty little legs."
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FanfictionA bunch of Loki short stories to add to your scenarios~ this will contain: •fluff •angst (will have a ! At the end of the title. Not much of these.) •smut (bear with me on this one) (every smut chapter will have an X at the end of the title. Watch o...
