♡Loki One~shots♡

Save A Horse -pt1

(A little dirty talk at the end, part 2 will be named "Ride a cowboy")

(Cowboy AU)

"One bourbon coming right up." The bartender grinned before pouring the dark liquid into a clear glass and sliding it towards me. I smiled and took it into my hand, sipping it as I made my way over to the pool table. A few men were playing but one of them caught my eye.

He was a huge man. Short blond hair and a little stubble across his chin. Tattoos crawling up his arms. I smile softly before walking over to the pool table, leaning against the side of it and watching them play.

As blondie goes to strike a ball, he makes eye contact with me. I wink softly making him smirk and strike the ball, missing the hole.

"Hm, a swing and a miss. Or is that baseball?" I grin, he rolls his eyes slightly and walks over to me as his opponent takes his position.

"A little girl like you shouldn't be speaking to a man like me. Especially while I'm busy." He said cockily, crossing his arms. I sipped at my drink and shrugged softly.

"Maybe not. But that ain't stopping me, now is it?" I grin. He snarled quietly and pushed my hips against the pool table. Rattling the balls on the table, making the other guy curse at him.

"You better watch your damn mouth before I shove something in it." He growled, trying to sound seductive but only coming off as the reason I felt like projectile vomiting. I brush it off and shrug.

"I dare you to." I urge, grinning teasingly. Before he could put his lips to mine, I quickly snagged his wallet and tucked it into my pants discreetly. Putting a hand on his mouth, I wink at him. "Let me use the ladies room and then you can have me all night."

He huffed and nodded before letting me go. I walked to the direction of the restrooms, looking over my shoulder, I watch him reach for his wallet realizing it was gone. Within a blink of an eye, I was hidden amongst the crowd.

I discreetly checked how much cash was in his wallet, pursing my lips at the low amount. My eyes searched the crowd of people for my next target, one that seemed more loaded.

Green eyes met mine from across the room, making me freeze slightly. Did he see me steal? Or was he looking elsewhere?

My questions were soon to be answered when he tipped his hat forward, nodding me over. I stayed where I was for a second, running over my choices multiple times. Either I go to him and he knows I'm a thief, or, I leave the club completely.

I begin walking over to him, keeping my steps steady and my breathing calm. He was taller than any other man here, his long black hair pulled for back, revealing his chiseled jaw and cheekbones. His green eyes stayed on mine as I walked across the room. His lips wrapped around the top of his beer bottle, taking a swig of it and putting it to the side, leaning his head against the wall, still looking at me.

I realize I had abandoned my own drink somewhere, making me curse mentally. I stood in front of the man, eyeing him slightly.

"Like what you see?" he teased, tilting his head at me. His voice was soft and silky, making my stomach flips a little.

"Maybe. I'd much prefer seeing you without all this leather though." I flirt, twirling a finger around the string of his shirt. He chuckled softly, a small smirk playing at his lips.

"Maybe I'll let you take all this leather off then." He flirt back, standing up straight. He was looking down at me now, making me realize how freaking tall he was.

"I don't see why you shouldn't..." I grin, tugging at the little string. He smiled softly and grabbed his beer, drinking a little before offering me some. "Not a beer girl."

"Oh? What kind of girl are you?" He asked quietly, looking down at me with hooded eyes. My heart stuttered for a second, making me scold myself mentally.

What in the world was he doing to me?

He keeps his eyes on me as he waves over a server, tilting his head at me.

"Get me a bourbon please." I told the server as he joined us, he nodded and looked at the man in front of me, gesturing to the beer bottle.

"Another?" he asked politely. The man shook his head and licked his lips subtly.

"Just a glass of ice."

Once the server went away, I looked back at the dude in front of me. Judging by his hat and the boots, he was a cowboy. Question was... what was he doing in this part of town?

"You're not from here, are you?" I asked, stepping a little closer to him. Cowboys don't have wallets. They have money clips at the back of their belt. and that made my job much harder.

"No ma'am. Come visiting from the south." He says, watching my every move. I needed to get him a little too distracted in order for me to snag the clip.

"You can visit my south..." I grin teasingly, making his eyebrow quirk and his tongue run over his lip.

"Do you offer that service to every cowboy?" he smirked, making me purse my lips slightly. He was a lot harder to seduce.

"Only the worthy ones." I respond, lying through my teeth. Last time someone went down on me was about 2 years ago. And he's dead now so, dryer than the dessert down there.

"Ah, so I'm worthy? What an honor." He teases, grabbing the drinks from the server who popped up out of nowhere. Putting them down on the table before taking out his money clip, handing the server some cash before tucking it away, denying me any chance of a peek.

"Loki. What's your name?"He handed me my drink and popped an ice cube in his mouth.

"Y/n.." I watched him as I sipped at my drink, waiting for him to spit it out because of the cold. He just kept his eyes on me as he let the ice melt in his mouth.

I decide to break my own rules and lean forward, kissing his cool lips. He growled softly against my lips, holding my face with one hand and squishing my cheeks a little. I felt the cool ice cube slide into my mouth, melting on my tongue.

I take this opening and carefully reach behind him. Only to feel nothing.

"Looking for this?" he purrs against my lips. I pull away and see the money clip in his hands, he held it up with a smirk. And hot dog was he loaded.

"How did you-?" I ask puzzled, he chuckled and tucked the clip back on his belt, removing his hat.

"I've been watching you steal all night, little thief." He grins. He freaking grinned. I put my drink down and cross my arms.

"Are you gonna report me to the sheriff now or what?" I ask bitterly. He shakes his head, pursing his lips teasingly.

"I've got a better idea." He murmurs, placing his hat on my head.

The damn hat rule.

"One night. No charge. That is, unless, you want me to report you." he shrugs. I furrow my eyebrows slightly and inhale.

"You blackmailing me?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at him. He laughs and shakes his head.

"Even if I was, there would be no need. Because you want this just as much as I do." He smirked, tilting his head. Son of a bitch.

"And what makes you so sure about that?" I ask bluntly. He looks down at me with a knowing look, one that mocked me to the ends of the earth.

"The way you don't even realize that you're clenching your thighs together, your breathing is more frantic that a wild stallion, and your pretty little eyes are dark with lust." He stated, making me realize that everything he said was right. He made every nerve in my body tingle so easily.

"You seem experienced." I mutter, making him smile mischievously.

"You have no idea."