Marvel Character Oneshots

Late Pain Prt. 3 ~ loki x reader

{this story set after the Battle of New York. You are part of the Avengers. This takes place mostly in the Avengers Headquarters. Part three of three}

You and Loki barely made it out the door before he slammed you against the wall next to the large, grand entrance. You were hidden in the shadowy corner as he pressed his body onto yours. He closed the distance between your lips quickly; frantically. Adrenaline sparked viciously within you as your hands searched his hair, tugging occasionally, desperately clutching him closer. 

Suddenly, a hand squeezed your side, making you yelp in pain. You broke away from him.

"What? What is it?" Loki let go of you immediately, taking his hands completely off of you and stepping away, a terrified look in his eyes. His breathing was quick. 

You cringed for a second with your hand on your rib. It was tender and throbbing, and Loki's squeeze hadn't helped whatsoever.

"It's my rib, but it's fine, you didn't realise. It's not like I wasn't enjoying it prior," you laughed softly. Your hands trembled, already craving the absent touch of his skin on yours and his long ebony locks twisted in your fingers. You leaned against the wall and caught your breath. 

"(Y/N), come here," he whispered and brought his arms around you again. You sighed in relief, curling your arms around his shoulders as his rubbed your sides. The pleasant warmth he emitted onto your rib cage with his magic dulled the sudden outburst of pain. You closed your eyes and set your cheek against Loki's. You could feel his heart racing in his chest.

"I'm terribly sorry, my love," he murmured into your ear. "I got caught up in the moment. I didn't think about your injury. I just wish I could heal it properly for you."

You pulled away to look at him, keeping your arms firmly around him. His expression surprised you. It was vulnerable and worried, his brows furrowed and his lips parted. His eyes darted around your face, not once looking you in the eye. You smiled. Touching a finger to his cheek, his regal gaze finally latched onto yours as you captured his attention.

"It's alright, Loki. You've helped ease my pain in ways you can't even imagine, not only physically, by merely existing."

His forehead smoothed. He returned your smile gratefully, stroking your hair. 

"I can never stop thinking about you. You and your wit and beauty and intensity. You've plagued my mind, ruining my numerous mischievous thoughts by merely existing, love." He ran his hand down your back. "I've accepted it," he grinned. "Your power over me."

You shook your head disbelievingly. "I don't have any power over you -"

He shot you a knowing look. You gave in sheepishly and decided to end the conversation there, kissing his lips gently, letting him know he was fully forgiven. Suddenly, there was a shuffle of feet to the side of you and an alarmed gasp. 

You broke your kiss, whipping your head to the unexpected noise. 

Bruce.

"Shit," you breathed, freezing. 

"Shifty? Loki? What the hell?!" Bruce pointed at the two of you, confusion set in his brows, clouding his eyes.

Loki glanced cautiously between you and Bruce, slowly taking his arms from around you and resting one on the small of your back. You guiltily realised how messy your hair had become, seeing strands falling in front of your eyes. You adjusted your dress, and stood up straight.

Bruce stared at you, at a loss for words.

"Hey, Bruce," you said, trying to smile.

"I was coming out to ask you to dance, then - then, I was going to ask you to be my -"

Loki stepped in front of you, bristling. "She's not yours."

Bruce backed away and put his hands up. You put your hand on Loki's arm, making sure he kept his wits about him and not attack.

The smaller man ran a hand through his greying hair. "I thought we had something, (Y/N)."

You glanced at Loki, then at Bruce. Your heart beat furiously, anticipating your upcoming decision.

Loki's passion was what had lured you in; his dominant strength and intensity. You knew what you were falling for. But with Bruce... he was quiet and reserved; tender but not electrifying. You needed that essence of genuine, pure, fierce love. Bruce couldn't give that to you. You bit your lip. Loki turned to you, an eyebrow raised as if he expected you to choose then and there.

You sighed. Taking a step forward you intertwined your fingers with Loki's, looking straight at Bruce. You saw Loki's smug smile from the corner of your eye.

He is my choice. He is the one who makes me feel alive. Intrigued. Loved. 

Bruce shook his head, like he'd been expecting it from the moment he walked out and saw the two of you against the wall, in the dark.

"We can still be friends, right?" He asked you. 

"Of course! I love helping out in your lab and everything!" You almost laughed with relief. You'd expected a much worse reaction. "I'll still be your guinea pig, Bruce."

He smiled. "I'll see you later then? The after-party is gonna be rad, knowing Tony."

Loki narrowed his eyes. He squeezed your hand tighter.

"We'll be there." You waved as he strolled back into the hall.

"You know, if he hadn't smashed me into the cement of this very tower a couple of months ago, I might've been able to like him, but there's no chance now, darling." He kissed your temple and gathered you up in his arms again. 

You grinned, closing your eyes and resting your head on his shoulder. You inhaled his wonderful smell, never wanting to let go. He seemed to feel the same, sighing contentedly into your hair.

In the short space of time you'd known him, it was as if the two of you had been sculpted for one another. You swung the same way, turned at the same angle, smiled at the same time. Your hearts and minds had clicked into sync.

You may regret it later, and heartbreak would inevitably follow, but you couldn't stop yourself from falling for Loki. The pain would come later, but the pleasure was now. 

Loki kissed your neck slowly, making your breath hitch suddenly in your throat. And boy, were you ready for that pleasure.

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