LOKI IMAGINES

Publicist Problems

NO SMUT BUT MENTIONS OF SEX AND ALL THAT JAZZ!!

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"You need to stop sneaking me into your house, Loki." You said with your arms crossed infront of your chest.

It was now getting out of hand. It was only meant to be a one night stand. Additionally, the both of you were drunk out of your minds after Loki's movie premiere that was his directorial debut. The both of you promised that it won't happen again. You promised you won't speak of it in a million years.

Yet, here we are. One thing led to another and the supposed one night stand turned into a long affair that was very dangerous. Considering you were his publicist and he was an actor and director that has a reputation to uphold and keep clean.

"Why would I do that?" Loki asked with a raised eyebrow, he was still shirtless and was laying across his California king bed, a book in hand. His head was tilted, clearly not taking this conversation seriously.

"Because I'm your publicist? And with me sleeping with you can damage your reputation that I have to keep shiny and clean? Do you even understand the consequences Loki?" You answered him exasperatedly, rubbing your palm across your forehead.

"Oh, darling. I've given up on those consequences long ago."

"Well, I haven't!"

Loki looked at you tiredly. He set his book down and motioned his arms for you to come into bed with him and perhaps cuddle him.

"No." You pointed an accusing finger at him.

"Come now, darling. Don't have me waiting." Loki said with his signature cheshire cat smile where you either want to punch him hard on the face and kiss it until his gone. You always find yourself wanting to do both.

"Clothes stay on." You gave up and climbed into bed with him for the second time tonight. You settled your head on his chest while Loki's arms hug you into his body protectively.

"I've no promises," Loki teased and kissed your forehead that held your furrowed eyebrows. "Calm your thoughts, little one. All is still well." He says as he strokes your arm with his thumb absentmindedly.

"For now."

"Always the pessimist, aren't you?"

"I'm just being realistic, Loki." You sighed heavily.

"Why are you so worried about our whole ordeal? So far, no sort of pap has caught us. No one knows a thing, not even my assistant. Are you not enjoying my company anymore?"

"No. It's not that. It's just... You're succesful. You're a Hollywood actor and now you're a director and I'm incredibky proud of you for that. That's why I'm worried. I can't have you endangering your reputation by sleeping with your publicist. If this thing becomes public, many people would think that you're manipulating me into making you look good infront of the media." You explained while caressing his sides out of habit.

"They won't think that." Loki reasoned a little too stiffly.

"You don't know that, Loki."

"How do you supposed we do this? Because I don't want to end any of this. I don't think you do too."

"I hate that you're right."

"When am I not, darling?" Loki chuckled to himself.

"I'm resigning." You concluded confidently. Of course this shocked Loki. He looked down at you, his eyebrows furrowed and his blue-green eyes filled with disbelief and concern.

"You cannot be serious." Loki said a little more sardonic that he's like.

"You heard me. Let me resign then we can continue this thing... It's only logical, Loki." You met his eyes and nearly pleaded. It was either you get fired, resign, or not continue your nightly escapades. The last option seems the most destructive. Seeing that it would never be easy to work only professionally at that point.

"You're mad."

"I'm pretty sure I'm not," Loki looked at you with concern. "Trust me on this. I'll be alright. I've got a lot in my savings. There will be so many opportunities after being your publicist.

"Please?" You asked him softly it almost hurt.

"Alright. Fine. But, you come to me if and when you need help alright?" Loki insisted and it almost made you smile.

"I'll always come to you, never forget that."

"Perfect. Now where were we darling?" His voice raspy and airy and it made you chuckle in disbelief.

"We're at the part where we sleep." You insisted and turned your back to him, you buried your head into one of his many pillows and pretended to fall asleep in a snap.

"You're no fun." Loki commented and settled under his covers comfortably, putting his arm around your waist and possessively pulling your back closer to his chest.

You smiled into the pillow, "Goodnight, Loki." You said in a teasing tone.

"Sweet dreams, my darling." Loki replied. The kiss on the back of your neck was the last thing you remembered before passing out beside him.
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A little short but I just had to squeeze this idea out.

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