Collection of Tom Hiddleston/Loki Imagines and One-Shots

Playing Dress Up - Part Two

Part Two

"Kneel before me. I said, Kneel!".

It was too much for your heart and mind to take in. Having Tom dressed as Loki before you, taking that dominating, sinister tone, and that look that was in his eyes. In that second, you understood what Tom's army of fangirls meant when they claimed that Tom stole their ovaries. It was like Loki was his alter-ego. He was so in character that it was hard to tell where Tom started and Loki finished.

'So he wanted to play did he?', you thought. 'So be it!'.

You gave him a sly grin and slowly, seductively kneeled before him, your eyes locked on his the whole time. On seeing you obey his command, he returned the grin, and stepped a few steps closer, until you had to force your head back to see him.

"Is this not simpler? Is this not your natural state? ".

You recognised his lines from one of your favourite scenes of the movie's script. They hadn't started rehearsing this scene yet, but you knew the words by heart.

"It's the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminshes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power. For identity.", Tom continued. You could tell he was enjoying himself.

"You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always.....kneel.", he finished, bending over and whispering that last word in your ear.

He took a few steps back, obviously thinking he was finished, waiting for you to say something. But you surprised him by slowing getting to your feet, standing up straight before him. You moved forward until your bodies were a hair's breath away from each other.

"Not to men like you", you replied, huskily.

His eyes widen, suprised you knew the lines, but quickly regained his composure. He slowly pushed you back until you were pressed against the wall.

"There are no men like me.", his breath hot against your skin.

You knew the next words, they started to form on your tongue, but when your mouth opened, no sounds came out. You just stood there, staring into his eyes, everything else forgotten.

"You're right. You're perfect...", you heard a voice say, before realizing it was your own. Had you really said that? You dropped your gaze, cheeks flushed.

You felt a long, cold finger tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet Tom's eyes. Then suddenly, his lips were on yours, causing a tingling sensation in your stomach. He tasted of vanilla, mint and the earth all rolled into one, and it was addictive. He was gentle as his lips slowly caressed yours , a moment of pure tenderness. You felt the cold of his armour through your clothing, making you realise just how close he was to you. Reluctantly, you pulled away for air.

"Loki, your Tom is showing!," you joked, trying to hide your awkwardness.

"Is that so, mortal? Maybe I should kiss you again, and see who you prefer, this Midgardian Tom you speak of, or I, Loki, your rightful King!"

And then he was kissing you again, showing no mercy this time. His tongue darted in your mouth, begging for entrance, biting softly on your lower lip when you refused. A soft moan escaped your throat and suddenly his lips were on your neck, travelling down to your collarbone. As amazing as it was, you had to stop this from going any further.

"Loki, please... stop.", but it was useless. He carried on regardless, his hands roaming over your waist and hips. "Tom, stop!", you told him, more forcefully this time.

"Well? What will it be? Loki or Tom?", he asked, once you had both slowed your breathing down.

"You can't ask that of me. Its impossible to choose! I love you both."

"Well, maybe you can have both of us."

You looked up, confused. Was he suggesting what you thought he was?

"I'm saying that maybe you can date me, Tom, as long as you promise to come visit 'Loki' sometime." Tom took his Loki helmet off, along with part of the costume, and suddenly, he was Tom again. "I really like you, (Y/N), and I want to get to know you better. But Loki is part of me, I can't help that."

"I know, Tom. I've watched you these last months and you have so much talent! I don't know if you play Loki, or if Loki plays you!", giving him a playful wink.

He laughed and brought his head down dangerously close to yours once more.

"Is that a yes?", he whispered.

"As long as we get to play dress up again, most certainly. But I think I'll stick with just Tom for now.", and before he could reply, you pressed your lips to his once again.