L . Laufeyson ★ Loki X Reader Oneshots

VII. A slave to your king II.

  ▷ My apologies for errors and typos    

  ▷ "Obey and you will be rewarded." 

 ▷  Warning: This chapter will contain sexual scenes and situations if you are uncomfortable reading things like that please skip this chapter- Eira  

-Beginning notes: This is a hell of a long chapter for whatever reason if you strictly want to read the more lewd parts I recommend going all the way to the banquet tag if you just read that part you won't miss anything important. Someone from my Tumblr and a few from my other writing accounts requested a part two so here it is-Eira

---Your Pov---

He was lying on his stomach with a green silk pillow sitting atop his head, the gasp-worthy sunrise leaving a golden glow across the room.  Every time he moved even a little you held your breath for fear of him waking up in a foul mood. Sure you pleased him for one night or perhaps early morning but that didn't mean he would be any nicer than you expected. You were a slave even more lowly than the servants that worked in the stables or the palace, he owned you and could just as easily discard you when he wished. As light filled the room the realization of your situation sunk in more and more, you would never see your family or anyone you cared about again. You would never be able to return to your kingdom alive and you would most likely never see anything outside the castle.

You were a prisoner but At least your "service," in joining the program would make sure your family would be paid well. They will never be in need of anything ever again and it only managed to cost you the virginity you wanted to save for marriage. Any spec of freedom you ever had, A few friendships and according to the way everyone speaks of the man laying beside you eventually your life.

You might as well make the most of the little time you had and enjoy all the luxuries you were allowed. You shed the bed sheets and tip-toed towards the balcony window, you wanted to get a better view of your first Asgardian sunrise. As soon as you cracked the door and slipped through it the cool air nipped on your skin.

Yet the cold air made the sight before you all the more worth it. It wasn't long before you started shivering mercilessly, refusing to return back inside you sat on the stone. A warm green cloth draped your shoulders making you flinch in alarm. "I just got you pet I won't let you fall ill already," a smooth husky voice came from behind you.

You turned to see your master leaning on the doorway only wearing a pair of boxers loosely on his hips. "I...," he waved his hand to stop you from talking and joined you sitting by your side. "Didn't think I would notice the absence of your body?" He asked in a tantalizingly warm voice, "I'm sorry, I really wanted to see it...The sunrise." You said snuggling deeper in the cloth he gave you, "it gets old after the first few times, day after day it's just the same thing without end."

He sounded sad but his face was unmoving, "I guess you're right," you replied clearing the air. "When I was little the sunrise meant an exciting day full of laughter and cheer but now that I'm older it's just the start of another day." You mumbled quietly, "what changed," he asked turning his head to gaze upon you. "life changed, famine struck, friends and family died leaving me with more obligations."