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The God of Mischief

Update 4/30/19: Switched from first to second person POV with minor editing.

A/N: This one is by me, meaning no one requested this. I'm sorry I suck at summaries. Look at that slight smirk though 😉😏 I spent so much time reading and rereading this, I hope someone likeys. Please listen to the song while reading this (the link got deleted). It was a song from the series Beauty and the Beast, that's all I remember.

Loki x Mutant reader

Summary: After being away for almost a month, Loki returns early and takes the place of YN's 'imaginary' Loki. Reader can make anyone see things that aren't there like Kali in Stranger Things (S2).

Major Appearance: YN and Loki

Minor Appearance: Thor Odinson, Sam Wilson.

Warning: Smut, lots of lovely smut, a smack to ya bum (does that count as a warning?)

The team had been away on a mission for almost a month now, well everyone except you. Since the unexpected H.Y.D.R.A ambush a few weeks ago at the tower rendered you 'incapable of performing at maximum ability' (Dr. Bruce's orders) you were stuck at the Avenger's secret compound upstate instead, while a certain trickster was grudgingly most likely half way across the world fighting H.Y.D.R.A thugs with the team. This absolutely sucked, it was merely a flesh wound on your left shoulder that may or may not have required a few stitches. Why did they get to have all the fun without you? Pouting slightly you exited the common room.

They weren't due to return until the end of next week. Superb. At least you weren't COMPLETELY alone, there were a few loyal S.H.I.E.L.D agents left working here. Although you avoided them like the plague, heh.

After another day of roaming the mostly empty vast halls of the compound you retired to your shared quarters. An entire separate section housed the Avengers, whenever they were around that is. The ache in your heart grew the longer Loki was away, while you were well aware that no simple 'muggle' (as Loki had taken to calling the humans after you coerced him through the Harry Potter movies that he grew to love but he'll deny if ever confronted) would ever be capable of conquering your Loki it didn't stop the occasional pangs of worry from robbing your mind of a moment's tranquility. Taking the longest shower ever you traipsed out of the bathroom in the nude, hunting every corner in search of your favorite shirt.



Well it wasn't exactly your shirt per se. It was obviously Loki's since the sleeves were past the tips of your fingers and it actually covered your bottom all the while being loose on your full frame. It smelled so much like him and gave you the false comfort that he was here right now. 

Squealing delightedly you found it hidden behind his reindeer print pajamas Tony got him last Christmas. Slipping your arms in the sleeves you sighed contentedly and decided against buttoning up. You crawled into your as well as your lover's bed and tried to fall asleep.

*An hour later of tossing and fucking turning*

You laid on your shared spacious myrtle-green covered bed, drowning yourself in the sounds of the night, sleep decided to evade you yet again. Typical. The harsh wind jolted the trees into the wake of the darkness. Maybe a little 'playtime' would tire your buzzed mind into drifting off. Grabbing Loki's pillow against your bare chest you inhaled his essence; the perfect balance of spicy mint and crisp rain as your eyelids fluttered close.

Anticipation sent tingles down your spine as you envisioned your lover taking you in ways that would make good ol' Captain America run for the hills with the reddest tomato face ever. Your legs sprawled on either side of your lonely bed, welcoming his warm bulge pressing lightly against your cloth-less front. You released his pillow and pinched your budding nipples. Gasping loudly your eyes shot open only to be met with Loki's darkened hungry orbs; the illusioned form of him dispersing as your Loki stepped closer, the green barely noticeable around his widely blown pupils. He took hold of your supple breasts, one in each hand; kneading agonizingly slow he dipped forwards and flicked your nipple with his wet tongue before worshiping the other, evoking throaty mewls from deep within you. Releasing his hold on your breasts he roughly grabbed your hips closer to him, lowering his lips against yours, you reveled in the taste of every corner of his mouth as his tongue danced with yours for dominance.  Your heart hammered against your chest, the ache to be filled with him grew unbearable every passing second. Tracing his tongue along the nape of your neck he flipped you over. Your ass poised high in the air on display for him, he grunted appreciatively and peppered the inside of your thighs with light kisses.

"Taken to stealing my clothes now, are we Darling?" 

Yanking a fistful of your (h/l) (h/c) hair he slapped your ass hard, the contrast between his rough and tenderness sent your body into uncontrollable quivers as the heat at the apex of your thighs swelled. "I'd have to say though, the view's much better this way . . . " His gruff voice tickled your ears exuding carnality as he slipped his shirt off your shoulders. His soft tongue traveled along your spine leaving goosebumps in its path before stopping along the curve of your butt and giving it another slap he resumed his 'tongue travels'; trailing the wetness dripping down your thighs he pushed a finger in between your slippery folds ... breaking the chains of whatever restraint you had left.

 "I m-mi-missed y- you." 

There was a slight pinch of pain as you adjusted to being filled. Crying out in both pain and pleasure you gripped the sheets tightly while he added another one of those long slender fingers. They moved in a constant rhythm, the flames in your lower stomach raging like a demon. Releasing your hair he pushed you onto your back, eyes gleaming with wicked desire bore into yours for a brief second prior to him nipping your neck. Your skin felt as if it was engulfed in a fiery blaze as you basked in his 'return home' greeting. Wrapping your legs around his waist you rubbed your dripping core against his rock hardness. His teeth grazed the sensitive flesh below your ear and he bit down harder making you gasp for air as the shock of the sudden pleasure hit you.

"Loki please..." you begged while his fingers continued its tantalizing torture to your delicate center.

"Please what Darling?" he rasped out locking his eyes with yours; demanding submission. Trying fate you attempted to obtain his acquiescence, smirking lightly you traced circular patterns on his back, slowly gravitating to his manhood. As you started stroking his length his breathing grew ragged and he slammed his hot mouth on yours.

He explored the depths of your mouth, while your body surrendered and slid down deeper onto his fingers. You were lost in the need for him.

To be one with him. 

Unable to 'rebel' any longer you voiced your needs; "Loki please fuck me" you managed to force out in between the feral moans escaping your throat. His fingers departed your aching hole, and you screamed as he sheathed himself in your soaking cunt. "Loki . . . Oh," you moaned wantonly as you trembled from the tiny points of pleasure awakening throughout your entire body. Locked in that position he placed a firm grip on the globes of your ass and pulled you flush against him, thrusting deeper in your pussy. You succumbed to the waves of bliss Loki created within you. Consumed by passion, your craving appetites nowhere near satiated; the air in your room was only filled with the sweet sounds of sweat slicked flesh against flesh and breathy moans. 

"YN  .  .  .  my YN .  .  .  Mine" he growled huskily in your ear, as you felt him spurt his hot seed within your walls. Sinking your nails into his back you clenched tightly around his cock as his orgasm spurred yours on. White dots danced around the edges of your vision as you both rode your highs together.

*A few hours later*

The soft morning waves of the giant yellow sun shone through the massive wall-to-wall windows warming YN's naked form as Loki admired the art next to him. The sight laid before him was truly the greatest gift he could ever receive. He slowly mapped her skin with his lips, capturing the dips and curves of her body trying to reassure himself that she wasn't merely a dream. Placing a tender kiss on her forehead he whispered so as not to wake her.

"I love you."

~~~

Stirring awake you were met with your lover's glowing eyes, "I love you too." The corners of his mouth tugged upwards in that signature smirk of his as he leaned forwards and began tickling your sides.

~~~

YN's bubbly laughter rang throughout the compound rousing the others as Loki, God of Mischief (and Tickles!) spared her no mercy.

Thor smiled to himself in the room adjacent to the "Tickler" as he heard the laughter and squeals alerting him to Loki's morning tactics reserved for the only other person besides himself and their mother to ever love him. He was overjoyed that his brother finally discovered true happiness.

However a couple doors down groans of protest erupted as Sam yelled "SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE LOVEBIRDS!"