It was set in the fine threads of Yggdrasil, that they were never to be with one another, or the world as they know would cease to exist. Loki's tired of it. He wants this more than anything. But will you give up your safety net? Could you risk it a...
Curling into his neck made everything so much harder. This egoistic Loki made things slightly easier. God, was he good in bed. He even fucking kissed you after, and pushed a lock of your hair off your face just to admire your solemn beauty amid the night. Loki was a devoted lover, attempting to show you affection after such primal acts. Maybe he wasn't here just for sex. Maybe he wanted more. That would be bad.
Sigh. You pushed his arm away, as gently as you could without waking him up. Stupid boy. It was probably around five in the morning, you had got to get to work. You sat up in your bed, your ass facing Loki as you check your tempad. Fuck, it was so much better to go back to bed, crawl into his arms and sleep forever. Nothing had been the same since he arrived here. Everything changed when Sylvie touched you.
She didn't mean to, but she knew it was the best way to stop you from killing her. Her unprovoked embrace after was something you sobbed into. Your Loki, he was gone. You were sold to some fucking man like you were worth nothing more than 20 gold carats. Everything ends. Nothing lasts forever.
That was a good rule. Fuck, but don't love. Do your job, do it right. Do whatever you want to do, because, in the end, we all die. Might as well die with a high body count. In both ways.
You scrolled through the endless notifications, finding out about Ravonna's reappearance in the 1890s and the usual update about the temporal loom deciding to blow up. How exciting. Field reinforcement on Ravonna was needed. It would be hilarious to pull strings on Edison.
A glance towards Loki, peacefully asleep in your bed, his hair tousled like a halo around his head. He was beautiful. You felt your heart tug on its strings. No. This couldn't be happening. You did not have feelings for him.
New plan: Fuck Thomas Edison to get over Loki.
\-/
Loki's pessimism was on the rise yet again. He awoke to a bed unfamiliar to him, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings as he recalled the night before.
He smiled thinking about you. Your charming, seductive voice, your face when you were cumming, your look of disbelief when Loki kissed you. It was all so wonderful. Loki couldn't believe that someone as stunning and spectacular as you, never had such intimate, rough sex. He couldn't believe he was the one who made you cum. Fuck, you were so fucking beautiful under him.
Loki was hard again. Maybe all he needed was a good nap to regain his libido. His erection extended through the sheets, where you weren't there. Loki assumed you must have gone to make breakfast. Hopefully some for him too. He stroked his cock, his eyes shut as he thought about how it felt being inside you. So warm, so tight. If only he could spend all day inside you, fucking you till the edge. It felt so good.
After making himself cum into his hand, he washed up in the bathroom. Damn, he just had sex with an incredible woman and was just waltzing around your house like it was his. Technically, it would be his, if you consider yourself his. He took a casual shower, washing himself in impeccable service. Maybe he did deserve to take care of himself.
Loki's head was filled with a lot of thoughts, mostly including you. The latter was filled with thoughts about the multiverse ending, as one has. Good old existential crisis, yay! He scrubbed his body with the sponge, making sure to clean himself best for when he met you later. He may have overestimated that part.
Loki wrapped the towel around his waist. Walking out of the bathroom, he investigated the wardrobe and took out a new fresh uniform. He watched and touched the love bites you placed so intimately on his neck and chest, trailing his fingers over them as though reliving the moment. There might have been a possibility that Loki had checked himself out in the mirror whilst dressing.
He inspected your Polaroid wall, pictures of you on missions, mostly by yourself but with certain people making an appearance at times. He smiled, on seeing your smile, and headed over to the kitchen. You weren't there.
With a neutral face now, he read through the things on your fridge, stopping at the list of 'people I've fucked' with Loki's name written at the very bottom, and a lot more space left. Was he just used? Who was he kidding? Of course, he was. This is what you get for trusting people Loki.
He fucking hated you now. Well, hate was a pretty strong word. Okay, maybe he didn't 'like like' you anymore. He still smelled of you. He liked it as much as he wanted to hate it. This is why he didn't court women on Asgard, because they do stupid things.
With no breakfast (mainly because the man decided he wasn't worthy enough to eat), Loki returned to the TVA, only to find you gone off to a random timeline to who knows where again.
Mobius.
\-/
"You were seducing Thomas Edison!"
"Oh Please, Mobius, I was only talking. Way to slut shame me." You crossed your arms, "Can't a girl have a little fun?"
Mobius scoffed and Loki simply kept his eyes glued to some mishap he was working on at the table, he didn't want to give you attention. He didn't really tell Mobius he had... relations.. with you. What would he even say? 'Oh Mobius, I kind of fucked your coworker because she was hot and I found out she keeps a list of guys she's fucked so now I don't want to fuck her anymore'?
"Besides, I've gotten information on a man named Victor Timeley. I also met Sylvie, who now associates Timeley to be a He Who Remains variant."
"Oh, boy!" Mobius claps, "Log the info in the main forum."
"Already done, loser," you walk away. Loki only shifted his eyes back to scan the room after he heard you leave.
"What happened yesterday?"
"What," Loki asked dumbfounded.
"What happened between the two of you? Just yesterday you both were hitting it off like good friends, and now you don't even look at her." Mobius questioned.
"Mobius, Nothing-"
"Oh my gosh, she slept with you, didn't she?"
"How'd you know-"
"Yeah, she has a habit of doing that."
He wasn't even special to you. He let himself be thrown into foolish games. Loki wanted to die.
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look at my time husbands riding a tandem bike (usually used by couples for travel) (yes i love lokius)
also we'll get out of this nasty TVA work setting soon bcz lord nino knows Loki ain't ready to learn about capitalism and equity
