Marvel Character Oneshots

Morning ~ loki x reader

{this story is set after the Battle of New York. Loki was taken in by the Avengers. Takes place in the Avengers HQ}

There was something about Loki sleeping. Something so inexplicably peaceful, unwounded and pure. His face was smooth, his lips slightly parted.

He didn't snore, but you could hear his soft breathing; his face was so close to yours. Your legs were tangled together under the warm duvet and his arms around your waist.

You traced a finger over his bare chest, leaving goosebumps on his skin and a warm, tingling feeling on yours. You glanced up at him again, making sure you weren't waking him up. Yet, you thought sneakily.

A small smile started to turn up the corners of his lips and your eyes widened. You huddled your hands back under the covers and closed your eyes, feigning sleep. He moaned softly, but didn't move. You opened one eye to see both of his still closed. They were wrinkled in the corners, a consequence of the little grin now plastering his face.

"Mmm, (Y/N)..."

You brought a hand to mouth, shock striking you like a blow to the head. He frowned suddenly and pulled you closer, your stomach pressed right against him and his head nuzzled to your neck. A giggle burst from your lips. You felt a rush through you, like molten lava in your arteries. Your fingers tousled with his hair.

"I love you, (Y/N)," he murmured, his voice no more than a whisper. "I love you."

You froze. What? Did he just say he loves me?

Your heart pounded, and your eyes were wide with astonishment and excitement. You'd been waiting for this, waiting to tell him how much you cared for him, how much you didn't want to spend the rest of your life with anybody else... but it wasn't real was it? He'd sleep-talked, he hadn't said it knowingly. However, they do say the unconscious mind is the most honest.

You gazed at him, his beautiful, regal face smoothed over again, leaving his expression neutral and drowsy. Whatever he'd been dreaming about had obviously been concluded. Hopefully, it had ended with an "I love you, too" from your side.

You heard him sigh. And he's finally awake!

He tightened his grip on you, pressing his lips to your collarbone, atop your unclothed torso. Your breath caught in your throat, feeling the pressure of his warm lips on your skin.

"Good morning, my darling," he said, his husky voice slick with sleep. He looked up at you and shifted himself up to gaze at you straight in the eyes.

"Morning, love," you smiled, a little too enthusiastically.

You kissed his lips tenderly, letting them rest there for a little while, not quite moving, but there all the same. You tried to reassure and comfort his insecure mind, enough for him to repeat what he'd admitted in his dreaming state, by channeling all of your love for him through your sweet kiss.

He let out a breath through his nose, blowing your hair to the side of your neck. It tickled, making you jump a little. The two of you broke apart, laughing quietly. He smiled down at you, a finger gently caressing your jaw and cheekbone. You sighed, completely content.

"What were you dreaming about, Loki?" You asked inquisitively, your eyebrow slightly cocked.

He frowned. Then a blush rose to his cheeks and he looked away from you, embarrassed as he recalled the dream.

You laughed, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tight. "You can tell me!"

He shook his head, his face still pink. "Valhalla, what did I do to deserve you? You're incessantly nosy!"

He poked your nose gently, locking onto your curious gaze. Your cheeks hurt from smiling, but you couldn't stop giggling.

"And yet, you still confide everything in me, don't you, my love?"

"You and only you," he proclaimed.

You reached up to run your fingers through his hair. "Then tell me," you whispered.

He chuckled. "I was having a dream that we... made love for the first time."

Your eyebrows shot up your forehead. "Oh, really? And are you quite sure that was all?"

He looked suspiciously at you, but realisation replaced his curious expression. "What did I say? What did I say, (Y/N)?"

You smiled as you replied, "You said you love me. Twice."

A smile erupted onto his face. He laughed. "Thank goodness, I thought I had said something that wasn't true!"

You stared at him. "What?"

He curled a lock of your hair around your ear, propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at you fondly, smiling. "I love you, of course I do."

You tightened your fingers in his hair. Your smile broadened. "I love you, too, Loki."

He leaned in slowly, giving you time to reach up and meet his lips. Your kiss was sweet and sleepy, soft and loving. He settled himself on top of you gently, not letting all of his weight crush you.

You hooked one of your legs around his waist, holding him against you. He deepened your embrace, making your kiss all the more passionate and heated. Your heart raced against your ribcage.

How long you two stayed there you had no clue; but when you'd woken up earlier, the sun hadn't risen yet, and now it was a little over the horizon.

A loud, banging knock on the door interrupted your perfect moment, making you break apart for a second.

"Who is it?" Loki called out, turning his head towards the door.

"Brother, we have a mission starting in ten minutes!" Thor shouted from the other side of the closed (and locked) door. "Have you forgotten?"

He dropped his head onto your chest and groaned, "For Valhalla's sake!"

He looked apologetically at you. You smiled.

"I'm almost ready! Make me a cuppa, will you?"

Thor laughed and agreed to his request. You heard his thumping footsteps fade away.

"Oh, my darling," Loki whispered, trailing his fingers down from your neck to your waistline. His very touch, so soft and so gentle, drove you absolutely insane. "I truly hate to end this incredible moment, but I have to go. Today will be my first mission without a 'bodyguard' and to prove to them that I'm good enough is-"

"Loki, go," you laughed, pecking his lips and squeezing his face. "This is important to you, and I know I am too but we live together, so as soon as you get back, we can carry on exactly where we left off!" You winked at him.

He kissed your forehead and got up off the bed, stretching and stark naked. You couldn't help but gaze at his perfect ass. You bit your lip.

He turned around and caught your stare. You look up at him guiltily.

"You're lucky you're in my bed, otherwise I would class you as a creep, my darling."

"I most certainly am lucky to sleep with that superb ass right there."

He laughed and walked over to the cupboard.

"This ass hasn't slept with you yet, love, but just you wait, after my mission, you won't know what hit you. Literally." He winked.

And a pillow hit him square on the bottom.

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{i am open to any requests for a part 2! :3}