Loki/Tom Hiddleston Smut, Lemons, Fluff, Imagines, Etc.

Behind The Scenes

You loved coming on the set of The Avengers. Since you were dating Tom, the crew allowed you to be on set. It was very different than what you thought. You were surprised at how much time they shot inside, and today, that's all they did. 

You smiled as Tom, dressed like Loki, walked up to you.

"I'm going to get hurt in this scene, so you might want to go into the dressing room." He warned.

You nodded and headed that direction. Tom knew you so well. The last time he acted in a scene where he got hurt, you fell into a full on panic attack and cried. You hated seeing him in pain, and even though it was just acting, he did it so well. No wonder he is so well known. 

Once you made it into Tom's dressing room, you sat down on the leather couch and sighed. You were wanting to go home. The scene was taking rather long and all you could think about was Tom. The way he looked in his costume was ravishing. You liked the idea of long hair on him. You didn't want to admit it, but it would be so fun to pull. Not to mention the outfit. His tight dark pants and the top were all so figure forming, and he had such a nice figure.

You sat in your thoughts and got all worked up. Soon, you began to feel hot, so you took off your top layer which revealed your soft and supple arms and shoulders. 

After what seemed like thirty minutes, Tom finally walked into the room. 

He walked up to you and lifter your chin. You were still sitting and were eye to eye with one of your favorite features of him. 

"You know I love your skin, darling." Tom purred.

"It drives me wild."

You felt a cluster of chills roll through your scalp and down your spine as he looked down on you. He had that look in his eyes. Pupils wide, his dark eyes fell down on you, devouring you with his sight. The look of pure dominance. Tom was hungry, and you looked like prey to him.

"Tom." You say just above a whisper.

"What if they hear us?"

"Let them hear. I want the whole building to know that only I can unleash the beast that lives in your delicious body. I want them to know that only I can teach it to purr." he says, his voice melting like warm syrup in your ears. 

You look back down, and see how you must serve him. Slowly, you reach for his belt and undo the buckle. The sound of the cold metal is the only thing in the room. 

"Now kneel before your king."  He commands.