marvel • seven minutes in heaven

Loki Laufeyson

You fumbled with all the objects within the hat, some where cold, some metal, some..

"Fuck!" you exclaim, inspecting your finger. You pull out whatever assaulted you. A book? Paper cut. Nice.

"and that'd be you Reindeer," Tony says, looking to Loki. He doesn't even budge, his eyes are still locked to something outside the window.

"Loki!" Tony shouts, causing you to jump. Loki looks over to you, and the million other eyes staring at him.

"What did I do this time?" he sighs, the lack of enthusiasm almost offending you.

"You. (y/n). 7 minutes. Closet. Make out or something," Tony states. Loki raises his eyebrows, and Tony raises his in response. The God rolls his eyes, "Shall we?" Loki asks, ushering you towards the small room.

You enter before Loki as he, ever so gentlemen-like, allowed you to go first. The door shuts, and the air around you begins to feel thick.

You struggle to find air, nervousness hitting you all too suddenly.

"Must we make.out?" Loki simply asks, his face scrunching up on his last words. You focus on your words:
"Only if you want to,"

Without any warning, he has you trapped against the wall. His eyes bear through your skull, only for them to flicker to your lips, then back to your eyes. You allow your lids to flutter closed, as the God captivates you into a kiss.

It's passionate, full of want. A growl radiates from somewhere deep in his throat, the kiss becoming desperate and hungry. His pale fingers grab your hips and roughly pulls them closer to him. His silver tongue plunges deep into your mouth, as Loki continues to force your body into his. Heat radiates of his chest, and you find yourself becoming flustered. Loki breaks the kiss, examining the light beads of sweat on you forehead, and the heavy pants coming from your mouth.

"You're obviously hot, my queen. We can solve this," Breath falls onto you neck, Loki grinning widely.

The God begins to unbutton your blouse, exposing new skin. Your collarbone, and top of your chest open for Loki to exploit. His cold lips greet your warm skin, just below your collarbone. He sucks harshly, and bites down on the innocent flesh. He repeats this, working his way up to your neck. He places a hand behind your neck, and the other on your thigh. He grips your leg as he pushes your neck into his mouth. You let small and breathy gasps escape your lips, and Loki smiles at this, his grin hidden by your neck.

"7 minutes u- oh..." Tony stops his sentence, his arm falling from the door to his side. "I'll leave so you two can... compose yourselves," Tony's look of disgust made you giggle, and in turn, so did Loki.