Tom Hiddleston Fics

Snowed In (Loki x reader)

You woke to golden light streaming in through the windows. Yawning, you stretch until you are stopped by something heavy holding your waist. You snuggle in closer to the body. You enjoy the warmth of his chest against your bare back. Pieces of the previous night flood your memory - Tony's party, a New Year's kiss, and the long night that came afterward. You aren't complaining though, waking up in a small mountain cabin next to your husband was amazing! It hadn't been just the two of you for so long. Stressful missions and constant streams of questions and issues coming from every direction kept you from seeing much of each other recently. As part of the New Year celebration, your husband surprised you with a few days away.

Suddenly needing to get up, you wiggle out of your husband's grip. After cleaning yourself up a bit and putting on your robe, you made your way to the kitchen to start breakfast. You decided on pancakes, sausage, and strawberries. The fridge and pantry were stocked full of your favorite foods and snacks. It was enough to feed an entire army, even though you would be there less than a week. You shook your head. You are too good to me, my love, you sighed.

"No, you are too good to me." A velvety voice replied, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Don't sneak up on me like that. How many times do I have to tell you?" you gasped.

"But it is such fun, love. You make the cutest sound."

Rolling your eyes you turned your attention back to the stove. "Breakfast is almost ready."

"Hmm, I'd rather have something else," your husband whispered in your ear before he gently nipped it.

You tried to stifle a moan. You didn't want to give him the satisfaction, but he knew exactly what his touch did to you. He rediscovered that last night. He smirked as his lips moved down the column of your neck, to rest at the base. You sucked in a breath as he attacked the nape of your neck with wet, open-mouthed kisses. This time you couldn't hold back your moan. You felt your husband smirk again, knowing that you were weakening. He held you tighter and started playing with the tie of your robe.

"So, we're kind of snowed in," he purred. "I thought we could pick up where we left off last night."

You turned around to face the man behind you. He looked glorious. His pale chest was bare, but a pair of black silk pajama bottoms covered his lower half. Pity. His raven-colored hair was still mussed and his emerald eyes sparkled and were full of mischief. You bit your lip and stared up at him.

"Oh, so because we are stuck in the house, you think you can have your way with me and just expect me to go along with it?" He nodded in response. "Well, you are going to have to earn it, Bub." Before he could react, you ducked under his arm and grabbed the plates of food. "We will eat this food that I so graciously made for you, and go from there."

You turned to peck him on the lips. He growled and grabbed you again bringing you closer. "Loki!" you shrieked. He let go and followed you to the table.

You two ate your meal in comfortable silence, occasionally stealing glances at one another. After cleaning up, you looked at the god of mischief.

"Well, my dear, have you thought of something to do?"

"How about I light a fire and then I can read to you on the couch?" he mused.

You smiled. You loved it when Loki read to you. His voice was rich and soothing and usually put you to sleep. You nodded with a smile. Several minutes later you and Loki were snuggled up on the couch, you laying between his legs with a blanket covering the both of you. Loki had chosen Romeo and Juliet.

"Do you believe in love at first sight? Such a love at that age is foolish, could it truly be love?" you interrupted.

Your husband put the book aside and grabbed your left hand. "I do," he answered. He fiddled with the ring on your finger as he continued. "I fell in love with you the minute I saw you. I just didn't want to admit it then. I don't like being sentimental, but you bring out the best in me. What little of it there is. You stayed and believed in me when no one else did." Loki smiled as he kissed the top of your head. "You chipped away at my walls and never gave up on me, no matter how hard I tried to push you away. I knew I wasn't any good for you, but I loved you none the less. Sometimes it hurt so much, my heart felt like it would burst every time you came close." His voice faltered at the end.

You were so touched at his words. You turned around and sat on your knees in front of him. You saw that he was crying, so you took your thumb and wiped away the tears. Smiling at him, you knew he was telling you the truth. He only opened up to you, and even then it was hard for him to express his emotions. You figured that was why Loki read Shakespeare - the poet spoke the words he couldn't.

Your own heart felt like it would burst right then. His admission meant the world to you. Your hand lingered on his cheek and he leaned into the touch.

"Oh Loki," you began. "You don't know what that means to me. You are my world. I fell in love with the minute I stepped off the elevator that day. You may have looked bored and bothered by everyone, but I could see you were hurting and lonely." Loki raised his eyebrows in question. "Your eyes. Your beautiful eyes told the truth. I believed in you because I saw a good man, the man you could be if you would let people in. I stayed because I wanted to be that person. I wanted to know who you were." You leaned forward and kissed your husband's lips. Pulling back, your expression turned serious. "You must stop thinking so little of yourself, Loki. There is so much good in you. You just need to believe it. You must stop questioning your worth. You have a brother that loves you and would do anything for you. And..." you smiled. "You have a wife you loves you more than life itself."

A smile lit up Loki's face at what your words. This time it was his turn to cup your cheek. He caressed your bottom lip before bringing you in for another kiss. You closed your eyes and lost yourself in the sensation. The kiss was tender and slow. Loki poured all his love and emotions into it. You both smiled at each other when you pulled away. He pulled you close to his body so your head rested against his chest. You snuggled your face into his shirt and breathed him in.

"I love you, Y/N," he said quietly.

"I love you too, Loki."

The two of you stayed like that for the rest of the afternoon, just enjoying the feeling of holding each other.

You must have fallen asleep because the next thing you remembered was Loki calling your name. You whimpered as you opened your eyes to look at him.
"Hi," he murmured.

"Hi."

Loki smiled down at you. You looked so cute all curled up against him. "Let's find something for dinner, love. Then we can come back and cuddle."

You nodded and got up, reaching out your hand for him to take. Loki made the meal, with your assistance this time. Well, actually, all you did was follow him around the kitchen. You weren't normally a clingy person, but right now all you wanted was to touch your husband. You kept stealing kisses when you could. Loki didn't mind, he loved that you wanted to be right next to him and shower him with affection. He would never admit it, but he loved it when you got this way.

After dinner, you found yourselves back on the couch each with a mug of hot cocoa. You snuggled up against him as he searched for something on tv. Finally settling on a show, Loki put both arms around you and hugged you tight. Throughout the show, you felt your husband stroke your side and then your thigh. It was distracting. He wasn't actually doing it on purpose, but your body was reacting to his touch. You huffed when he moved one of his hands to rest on your stomach. He began rubbing your silk robe. The sensation it created against your bare skin was delicious. You started squirming and sighed again.
"Something bothering you, love?" Loki asked.

"Ugh, yes." You turned to face him. "You are!" Loki was shocked by your outburst. "You keep...touching me. An - and now I'm frustrated and needy."

Now fully understanding you, he smirked. "Needy, hm? I suppose I should do something about it then." He connects his lips with yours. The kiss started out slow, but as you feel his hands roam your body you deepen it. His hands fall to your butt and squeeze. You moan into his mouth, giving him the opportunity to push his tongue into your mouth. Finally breaking for air, you rest your forehead against his. Eyes closed, chests heaving.

"Take me to bed, my king."

Loki shudders. He lifts you as he stands, bringing your legs to circle his waist.

"Your wish is my command, my queen." He kisses you again and carries you to bed, where he makes love to you for the rest of the night.