♡Loki One~shots♡

Picnic Date

(Loki's POV) 

Ravenous, stubborn, ratchet, insane, unsated, and moody.

That's just a brief list of what Asgardian women are like when they're on their time of the month. However, my lady was another case. She was all of those words and more when she was anywhere near me when I had skin showing. Blood or not.

I have been happily married to my lovely y/n for 5 years. In those 5 years, we've discovered things about each other that the other didn't really know about. Ever since then, she's been insatiable. And I didn't mind one bit.

She's woken me up in very fun ways, and vice versa. Stolen me away from public to go somewhere more private. Left suggestive looks, notes, and words that have left my brain in a fritz.

And that was all when she was feeling frisky. When she was downright horny, I was sure she'd suck my soul out of me.

"Darling calm yourself." I laugh softly, hugging her gently. We were in our chambers getting ready to go out on a date seeing as though it was Valentine's Day. I had on only my leather pants, leaving my chest and stomach exposed.

And that made her feral.

"One quick round, please." She whined, wrapping her arms around my neck and standing on her tiptoes, kissing my jaw gently.

"I would absolutely love to. But, if we do, then we'll never stop and our date will be canceled." I smile, kissing her softly. I chuckled into her mouth when she deepened it. I pulled away and stepped away from her, putting on my shirt and buttoning it up.

I winked teasingly at her as she stared at me. She was already dressed and looking as beautiful as the day I met her.

Once I was finished dressing, I walked over to her and pulled her up from the bed where she was sat. She smiled cutely and kissed me. I couldn't help but melt into it. Wrapping my arms around her, I tilt my head a little to kiss her better. She tasted as sweet as honey, and her lips were softer than silk.

"Maybe we should do a raincheck on this date after all..." I murmur against her lips, palming her backside gently. She hummed and chuckled, pulling away and grinning at me.

"Let's get going, shall we?" she teased, walking out of my embrace and towards the door. I groaned softly, realizing what I got myself into.

We walked out the little cottage we called home and down the little path. Her hand held onto mine, her fingers intertwined with my rough ones.

She walked close to me, enjoying the cool breeze that brushed against our face and through our hair. My eyes wandered over the horizon, catching sight of something.

"Look over there." I point at the herd of wild horses that were relaxing out in the field. I looked down at my lady, watching her grin and stare at the horses for a moment before looking up at me with her pretty eyes. "You're so pretty..."

I chuckled at her flushed face and shy smile. Even though I loved her wild and frisky side... I loved this side of her even more. Her sweetness, kindness, shyness, the way her eyes sparkle when she's happy, how her skin glows with the sunlight, the way she looks at me when I say something weird... everything about her had me infatuated. Every inch, curve, edge, and perfect imperfections had me head over heels.

I just wanted to steal her away and hide her from the world, keep her away from the evil and bad that the universe has to punish with. But what use is trying to grow a flower with no sun?

After walking for a bit longer, the sound of heavy water hitting itself filled our ears, making her smile softly. A few feet away from us was a picnic blanket with a basket and a few gifts. She giggled softly and elbowed me, making me turn to her with an offended look.

"I was expecting a kiss, not an elbow to the gut." I huffed, glaring at her playfully. She smiled and kissed me sweetly, making me smile into the kiss.

"It's beautiful... thank you." she smiled, taking my hand in hers and pulling me towards the blanket. In front of the little picnic was one of Asgard's waterfalls. No one visited it due to it being away from the villages and on the outskirts of Asgard. That's why I chose to build our home close by.

"Remember our first time here?" I ask quietly, sitting with her and pulling her into my arms. She sighed in content and rested her head on my chest, nodding softly.

"7 years ago, you told me you loved me, under that tree." She pointed towards the cherry tree that still held the carving of our initials. "Then you proposed in that same spot, 6 years ago."

"Did I ever tell you that I planned to marry you under there, too?" I whispered, making her look at me with wide eyes. She smiled softly and shook her head.

"And why didn't we?" she asked, sitting up to scooch closer to me. I sighed softly and looked down at her with low eyes.

"Odin didn't approve of the idea. He didn't even like the idea of me proposing to you, so he definitely wasn't going to let me choose our venue." I smiled softly, she sighed and rolled her eyes a little, making me snort.

"Not to offend anyone, but Odin is annoying sometimes." She groaned. I laughed softly and shook my head, leaning forward and grabbing the wine and glasses. Pouring some in the glasses, I handed one of them to her and put the bottle to the side.

"Careful before he makes Thor strike you down with lightning." I chuckle, taking a sip of my wine. She giggled and dug around in the basket, pulling out chocolate strawberries and putting them between us and snacking on them.

About 2 hours flew past in a blink of an eye. We ate all the food and drank all the wine, giggling with each other at any minor thing that appeared funny to us. The sun was slowly moving towards the line that unites the sky and the land. The evening wind dancing around us.

She was laid on top of me, tracing shapes over my clothed chest. My palm rested on her lower back, my thumb rubbing over her dress.

"Thank you for today... I enjoyed it very much." She whispered, leaning her head up and kissing me softly.

"Any time, darling. I love you." I whisper, kissing her again, tugging her lip between my teeth.

"Hm, I love you.." she hummed, sitting up on my stomach, straddling my torso. She leaned down and kissed my cheek before whispering. "What are the chances someone comes out here?"

"Slim to nothing... why do you ask?" I whisper back, already knowing where her mind was at. And this time, I had no plans to put a pause to it.

"Let me give you your gift now..." she whispered before kissing me.

Thank Valhalla that there was a blanket under us.