Marvel one-shot

🌟Library Lust - Loki

You walked into the bathroom, sliding your back down the wall and hugged your knees, you locked the door. A guilty, horrible pleasure you had, he might have mocked you, teased you, bullied you, but you will never, ever stop thinking about him. You used to be close, you grew up together, but suddenly, he was off. He turned away from you. You spent your days at school alone, hiding in the toilets, smoking the life out of your lungs, but no matter how many times you placed a cig in your mouth, a bottle to your head or a knife to yourself, you could never, ever stop your fantasies. His hair, his jawline, his arms, his abs. The rumours of his new chest tattoo, and the one that could be seen peeking out of his collar, you couldn't believe the way that it turned you on. You quietly unbuckled your skirt and let it fall down your knees. You slid down your lace underwear and spread your legs a little, the heat between them becoming almost unbearable.

You lick your fingers before sliding them between your folds, a shaky sigh of relief left your lips as you began to move your fingers. Your other hand was shoved in your mouth as you felt yourself tensing up, moans threatening to leave your mouth, and your fingers hit the spot. Your back arched as you felt it, waves of forbidden pleasure washed through your lower half, your heart beating fast and your legs twitching and jerking. You unintentionally rolled your hips into yourself as you came, breathing in deeply, you sink back into a comfortable posture, a look of relief etched on your face, your heartbeat in your ears. You jumped as the bell rang, and quickly stood, slightly dizzy, and pulled your underwear and skirt up, flattening it before rushing out of the stall, immediately washing your hands, moving quickly. Your dried them, and as you rounded the corner and threw the paper towel in the bin, your body came into contact with a hard, warm chest. You pulled back, immediately knowing who it was, your cheeks redden, and you look at your feet, attempted to move past him. An arm stopped you.

"Watch where you're going, freak." He forcefully grunts, the people around him giggling. Before he left, he lowered his head, whispering against your reddening ear.

"Library. 4pm." He left.

You stood there as you got glares and teasing remarks, trying to process what you'd heard. Library, 4pm. He wanted to meet you. You knew it was stupid, you were probably just going to get jumped. Yet you undid your hair and anxiously patted your kilt and pushed the libraries doors open. It was almost 4, and you walked around, pretending to look at books. It was 4:10, and he wasn't there yet. As you peered into the blurb of a book, you felt a body press up against you from the back, you tenses and quietly murmur.

"Is it you?"

"You bet it is." He murmurs back, a hand sneaking around to your waist. You grab it, and try to push it away, but it stayed firmly in place.

"What are you doing?" you asks nervously, pretending to open the book and read it.

"I know what you were doing in there." He deeply whispers, you tense more. Your heartbeat quickened, your cheeks reddening. He chuckles.

"I don't know what you're talking about." you hisses.

"In the bathroom." he said, chuckling more.

Your worst fear came true, and you were now stuck in the worst position possible, yet you couldn't help the heat building between your legs. You flinch as you feel plump, soft lips on your shoulder. Loki kisses your neck, the hand around your waist sliding up your shirt, you breathe in shakily, trying to stop yourself. But you couldn't. He knew what he was doing, and you fell right into his trap.

"Stop." you say nervously, and he does so.

"You really want me to?" He asks, clarifying.

"No..." you whisper back, feeling something hardening against your lower back. You shiver, and he once again attaches himself to your neck.

"Good. I've wanted to do this for a long time." He murmurs, your cheeks flushing at his words.

He sneaks his hand upwards and clasps one breast, fondling it slightly. The other hand pulls on your hair slightly, and you quietly moan before covering your mouth.

"Knew you were a freak." He smirks against the skin of your neck.

You turn around, and he glances at your eyes before his lips connect with your lips. You felt like your lips were on fire, and adrenaline rushed through your body as your tongues dance together, you pulled apart for a breath.

"Jump." He murmurs, smiling slightly.

You put your arms around his neck, and Loki grabs your thighs, you jump, letting out a squeak as you felt a certain something. He chuckles as you continue the kiss with more aggression, starting to kiss down his neck. He walks, supporting you with one hand before throwing you on a bean bag, Loki glances around, making sure there's no one around, before lifting up his shirt. You gasp at what you see, an eagle was inked onto his chest, its wings fine and detailed spread across his shoulders. He smirks, leaning back down and helping you lift your shirt, revealing a lacy bra.

"Someone was ready..." He whispers, laughing a little, before reaching around to your back and unclasping your bra.

You whimper as a hand disappeared underneath your skirt and into your underwear. His fingers drew an unknown pattern on your inner thighs before slowly reaching your core.

"T-there!" You cries as he finds the spot.

Loki lightly rubs it, almost teasing at this point, you buck your hips, trying to get friction, to which he provided. Slow, circular movements already brought you to the edge, the familiar feeling of an approaching orgasm arriving. He suddenly stops, to which you look up, eyes glassy. You see him unbuckling his belt and shoving his pants down before roughly massaging himself, prodding at her entrance. Loki looks at you for confirmation, and you nod. You gasp as only the tip made its way in, before he slowly slipped in the rest, he gives you some time to adjust before starting to roll his hips into yours, moans echoing through the library. Loki starts to speed up, and he cums before you, your insides filling, the warm sensation somewhat relieving. He grunts, taking himself out and kissing you before making his way to his knees, you gasp, your eyes fluttering as he licked a stripe into your folds, finding the bundle of nerves and teasing them.

"More, please..." you whispered.

Loki grins before entering two fingers into you unexpectedly, his tongue still teasing your bud. You can feel yourself building, and your almost at the point of coming. Waves, almost a tsunami, of pleasure flooded through your whole body which shivered, bucking and jerking uncontrollably. He licks up your juices before kissing your lower stomach and traveling back up to your lips, you shudder, and once again your lips burn at the touch of his.

Just what had you gotten yourself into?