Marvel Imagines

Loki ~ Naughty Kitten

You got home from a long and stressful mission. You, Loki and Thor fought side by side, slaughtering a wave of aliens that were attempting to invade Midgard. While you were fighting, you couldn't help but notice a certain raven-haired god stealing glances of you while fighting... you probably only noticed it because you may have been stealing glances as well.

 It was around one in the morning when you got to the Avenger's Tower, so you trudged in your room, took a quick shower, threw on an oversized Spiderman T-shirt Peter gave to you for Christmas, and flopped onto your warm, welcoming bed. (currently wearing this shirt, so what the heck)

You were about to drift off in a deep sleep when you suddenly heard a little cry from across the room. You slowly open your sock drawer to pull out your gun. You quickly flip on the lights and point your gun at...

a tiny, helpless, adorable, and insanely cute kitten? You sighed, setting your gun down and walking over to the kitten. It was all black with large, green eyes. 

"How did a little thing like you sneak into the tower? Hm?" you said in a baby-talk voice.

"What's your name, sweety?" you asked as you check for a nonexisting collar.

'It doesn't have a collar, and it's too late to look for it's... his owner,' you thought scooping the kitten into your arms, 'I guess he can stay with me for the night.'

"I'll just call you Tom," you said, stroking Tom's head as you felt him purr.

You have experienced the behavior of cats before, having been a former cat owner, so you knew this cat most likely would not be comfortable sleeping with a human it's never met. Taking that into consideration, you decided it wouldn't be wise to attempt to have it sleep in your bed, so you created a make-shift cat bed and laid the kitten in it.

"Now go to sleep," you told the kitten as you snuggled into your own bed, reaching for the lamp, "We'll search for your owner in the morning."

Again, you were just about to fall into a deep slumber when something woke you up. You felt something fuzzy crawl up your shirt. You looked down to find a kitten, snuggled between you bra-less breasts.

"You naughty kitten," you say, stroking its head, "Your mother should have raised you right."

As soon as you said that, you heard him growl, "I'm sorry! What I meant was you're a perfect little kitten, and your mother was probably wonderful."

You felt Tom start to purr, as he snuggles deeper into the valley of your breasts.

 "Goodnight Tom."

------------------------------------------

You wake up the next morning to a heavy weight on your chest, much heavier than the kitten. As you slowly faded into reality, you realized this weight was a man, and he had his arms wrapped around you.

You opened your eyes to find Loki, wearing only sweatpants. His hair was a mess, as his face laid on your bare chest, stretching the already large shirt.

"Loki, what the hell?" you said, still half asleep, "How did you get in my room? And why are you laying in my shirt? Not that I'm complaining... Where's Tom? What have you done with....."

You were stopped talking as you watched a green mist surround Loki, as you felt him shrink and get... softer? When the mist cleared you saw Tom take Loki's place as realization hit's you...

"Loki! What the f--" 

You were cut off with a warm pair of lips. Tom had crawled out of your shirt, now laying on top of you in the form of Loki.

"The man of Patriotism doesn't like that language," he says, as he kisses you again.

"Now, you can yell at me or whatever you'd like, after five more minutes?" He asks as he cuddles into you, as you wrap your arms around him.