-You know what? Screw the plot. We all know why you're here.-
You could feel him surge within you (because fuck the patriarchy). His legs started to weaken, but he held on to you and continued thrusting to let you finish, as a gentleman would.
Powerful and impossible to ignore
And then, at the worst possible moment. It happened. Again.
Y/N gazed at Loki.
It was impossible to resist this time. Like a trike, Y/N was pulled towards Loki. It was a like interdiction in a war. It was a like a ozis piercing through Her heart. (and other lower regions of the body) It was a like magnet.
There was No resisting. No mercy. No Pants. No longer anything else mattered.
Our mouths opened and spill like wine.
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Mr. Hiddleston Will See You Now
RomanceFuck you, Preston. If you enjoy, great. If you don't, it wasn't meant to be a serious write anyways-it just happened that way. Pure smut, that's all it is. Maybe a dash of sarcasm will pop up here and there. ...You thought I meant a little? BOOOIIII...
