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how sad is it, that i'm dancing alone? - ex!spy!loki x bibi
"you look...dead"
"it's 45 degrees outside, bibi."
loki rubs and opens his eyes to find a messy haired bibi, judging him over her glasses. he can vividly remember the day she got them, gushing over how she looked like a typical kid in their early teens. she's all grown up now, he has too, he has noticed.
he blinks his eyes to see her more clearly, only to find himself squinting at fine dust particles. he sighs, the heat still evident in the room, including her presence.
he monotonously checks his phone, just to leave everyone on seen, not even bothering to reply to even his closest friends. he doesn't want anything to do with them, they remind him of simpler times. times when he wasn't staring off into space, times when he had someone on his bad days, times when he had someone by his side.
his phone keeps notifying him with various notifications, calling him back to his old job. how could he, without his partner-in-crime by his side? he vowed he would never go back, find himself a better job to help the world in a better way. it would be easy for his superiors to replace his partner, it would be easy to keep up his walls around them, not let them even through the tiniest crack, just like how bibi did.
she didn't slip through the gaps, no, that's highly uncharacteristic of her. she crashed them down, making them hubris. pulling up a depressed and frankly unimpressed loki, she showed him that, how many every gloomy clouds in the sky, the sun would always shine through.
he memorized everything she said, she did. he could map the freckles and acne on her face, drawing them with a black marker on her face, proudly showing off his newly found constellations, much to the amusement of bibi.
loki never thought someone would love him the way she did. they met in an unfortunate place, fortunately fell in love. for whatever reason they met, they loved, they lived. loki never opened himself immediately to her, still, she chose to never let go. he always prayed that she would be happy, cherished the days she was by his side, silently wishing and hoping that he could do that forever.
wishing? a childish concept to him. hoping? equally so. but he wished and hoped this was a fever dream, that he would wake up with continuous pillow hits to his face, that when he opens his eyes, he would see his love standing in front of him, cheeky smile adorning her face.
for whatever reason he owes to the higher ups, he's glad that he met someone like her. that he had the chance of loving someone so wonderful. he's glad that she was there during his blissful and weary days. for whatever reason he hates the higher ups, he hates that she was taken away so quickly from him. he hates that it was in the same unfortunate place that he lost her. it happened so quickly, like how a bullet is released from it's grip from the gun.
memories of her play like a broken record, like the one bibi had bought from an antique shop, forcefully placing his hands on her waist, dancing to creaky old tunes the record crooned. he dances alone now, a drink in his calloused hand to keep him company, traces of her all over his place. he's back where he started now, alone.
a/n: tbh, would've preferred to write a dead loki, but i asked, @biancablack2474 said it would rather be her. she asked, i delivered. here's a fic dedicated to you, bibi !!! pls don't be a spy ahahah :P
how sad is it, that i'm dancing alone? - ex!spy!loki x bibi
"you look...dead"
"it's 45 degrees outside, bibi."
loki rubs and opens his eyes to find a messy haired bibi, judging him over her glasses. he can vividly remember the day she got them, gushing over how she looked like a typical kid in their early teens. she's all grown up now, he has too, he has noticed.
he blinks his eyes to see her more clearly, only to find himself squinting at fine dust particles. he sighs, the heat still evident in the room, including her presence.
he monotonously checks his phone, just to leave everyone on seen, not even bothering to reply to even his closest friends. he doesn't want anything to do with them, they remind him of simpler times. times when he wasn't staring off into space, times when he had someone on his bad days, times when he had someone by his side.
his phone keeps notifying him with various notifications, calling him back to his old job. how could he, without his partner-in-crime by his side? he vowed he would never go back, find himself a better job to help the world in a better way. it would be easy for his superiors to replace his partner, it would be easy to keep up his walls around them, not let them even through the tiniest crack, just like how bibi did.
she didn't slip through the gaps, no, that's highly uncharacteristic of her. she crashed them down, making them hubris. pulling up a depressed and frankly unimpressed loki, she showed him that, how many every gloomy clouds in the sky, the sun would always shine through.
he memorized everything she said, she did. he could map the freckles and acne on her face, drawing them with a black marker on her face, proudly showing off his newly found constellations, much to the amusement of bibi.
loki never thought someone would love him the way she did. they met in an unfortunate place, fortunately fell in love. for whatever reason they met, they loved, they lived. loki never opened himself immediately to her, still, she chose to never let go. he always prayed that she would be happy, cherished the days she was by his side, silently wishing and hoping that he could do that forever.
wishing? a childish concept to him. hoping? equally so. but he wished and hoped this was a fever dream, that he would wake up with continuous pillow hits to his face, that when he opens his eyes, he would see his love standing in front of him, cheeky smile adorning her face.
for whatever reason he owes to the higher ups, he's glad that he met someone like her. that he had the chance of loving someone so wonderful. he's glad that she was there during his blissful and weary days. for whatever reason he hates the higher ups, he hates that she was taken away so quickly from him. he hates that it was in the same unfortunate place that he lost her. it happened so quickly, like how a bullet is released from it's grip from the gun.
memories of her play like a broken record, like the one bibi had bought from an antique shop, forcefully placing his hands on her waist, dancing to creaky old tunes the record crooned. he dances alone now, a drink in his calloused hand to keep him company, traces of her all over his place. he's back where he started now, alone.
a/n: tbh, would've preferred to write a dead loki, but i asked, @biancablack2474 said it would rather be her. she asked, i delivered. here's a fic dedicated to you, bibi !!! pls don't be a spy ahahah :P
Oh! Well then, could you please write a drabble about Loki's quote "you don't hit it - you just press it gently!" from Thor - the dark World? I've always said "and that's how you know Loki is the brother that's better with women!" whenever I watch that, it would be great to read something about it!
I wasn't exactly sure about what you wanted, but this is what came out of my 3AM galaxy brain. Hope you enjoy it. I tried my best. (It's essentially pre Thor-1)
"So, how did last night go?" Loki asked Thor as they shared a drink inside the mead hall.
It had been a long day of overseeing administrative duties and military exercises, and both of them needed a respite.
"As good as it always goes," Thor replied in a clipped tone, taking a long draught from his goblet.
"You're getting better at lying, but I can still catch you." Loki patted him on his back and then raised his own goblet with a grin. "Tell me. We have a bet to settle, after all."
The previous evening, Loki had dared Thor to pick a lover under disguise, so that it could be proved that his sexual prowess and popularity was mostly just hype, propped up by his title. Thor had accepted, of course, and Loki had changed his form with the aid of his magic--turning him into the definition of an average Asgardian man.
Now, Thor had to reveal the truth. Loki was very keen to learn it, because he knew that he was right.
“I’m waiting,” he said, taking a swig of mead. “Come now, it’s not as though the whole of Asgard will learn about it. Tell me, does she want more? Will she come here, looking for the soldier named Torvald?”
Thor’s eyes grew shifty. “I told you, she was satisfied. End of discussion, brother.”
Loki tilted his head and gave him a pointed look. “I know where she lives. She’s connected to the nobility, after all. Do you really want me to follow that trail, because I will do so to prove my point.”
Thor glared at him and slammed his goblet on the wooden table. “I already gave you an answer.”
“You gave me a lie.” Loki leaned closer to him, unfazed and wanting to provoke him just a bit more. “Pretty sure you went hard at it, like you do with everything. Poor damsel must’ve been bruised.”
Thor’s eyes narrowed. “Well how about you prove your prowess as well, so that we can be level. I’d like to see you seduce a woman successfully, without your identity, same terms as mine.”
That gave Loki a pause. “Really? Are you sure, brother?”
Thor turned to face him fully, looking more conspiratorial than agitated now, certain that he had Loki beat.
“What? Can’t seduce a woman? I thought you liked women as much as men. I mean, you can always seduce a man to prove your prowess, but that wouldn’t be a fair comparison.”
Loki rolled his eyes. “You think all women are the same? And here I thought you couldn’t do worse…”
Thor blinked, then a grimace came over his face. “Yes, that was not very wise of me. So, how else will we settle this bet then? Any other woman wouldn’t compare to Lady Gudrun, because every person is different.”
Loki pursed his lips as he tried to think of a solution, but Thor, in his moment of drunken genius (and madness), beat him to it.
“Just go and seduce Lady Gudrun. That’ll settle it once and forever.”
His suggestion baffled Loki. “You really want me to take the woman who had--pardon my language--fucked and rejected you just a day before?”
“If you’re man enough for it,” Thor countered, surprisingly calm about Loki’s offensive words. “If she’d even have you, that is. She’s a discerning woman.”
Well, Loki wasn’t the one to back down from a challenge.
“You leave that to me, brother.” He finished his drink in one long gulp, then broke the goblet on the floor. “I can assure you, though, finesse and gentle coaxing always beats brute strength in the bedroom.”
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“Oh, Ulfr!” Gudrun cried out in ecstasy, almost breathless now, for it was her third orgasm of the evening. And it was still not over.
Loki smirked as she called out the name of his alias, his finger stroking her clit just gently enough to build her next peak of pleasure.
“Gudrun, my sweet girl, are you ready to come for me again?” he asked, thrusting inside her in long strokes, angling his body in a way that made her back arch and her channel clench.
“Yes!”
Tapping her clit in a rhythmic movement, he gave her a deep thrust. “Come for me, now!”
Her screams echoed off the walls of her bedroom as she fell apart.
That was enthusiastic. Loki wondered how she’d act after her sixth or seventh orgasm…
To see to it, he kept her inundated with pleasure, not letting her rest or recuperate at all. His fingers and lips spelled magic on her whole body (well, without actually using magic), biting, pressing, rubbing, pulling, clutching, pinching… a hint of dominance with a hint of control, just enough to keep things interesting.
He made her come again when he ran his thumbs across her nipples, grinding into her at a leisurely pace, breaking no sweat at all. He knew when he’d be close, and he was prepared for it…but first, he had to drive the lovely Gudrun to the heights of maddening ecstasy.
On and on, he played with her like an expert, keeping her legs spread and her toes curled in pleasure, enjoying every moment of it.
It was when she was about to reach her sixth orgasm that he heard a quiet shuffling noise right outside her bedroom door. She was too far gone to pay attention, but Loki wasn’t.
He didn’t stop his thrusts inside her, but he kept his ears trained on the door as he worked her up to another climax.
Someone was outside, just standing at the door, listening in…
Loki would’ve rolled his eyes if he could, so nettled he was.
Without waiting further, he picked up the pace of his thrusts, finally letting go of carefully crafted his control. This time, when Gudrun came apart, he came with her, finding his pleasure inside her (trying to keep his mind off the intruder).
“Norns, Ulfr, I didn’t know it was possible to come so many times,” she said afterwards as they cuddled, eating an assortment of fruits and cheeses to replenish their strength. “You’re truly gifted.”
He grinned, pulling her closer, speaking not only for her benefit, but also for their eavesdropper’s. “It seems that you’ve been seeing the wrong men.”
“I’d like to see you again.”
“I’ll be looking forward to it.”
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The next day, back inside the mead hall, Thor handed Loki his beloved collection of swords from Nornheim--the very thing the bet had been fought on.
“So, are you going to see her again?” he asked a very smug looking Loki, who was busy admiring his new acquisition.
“I probably should. I mean, it was great fun, and she is a very generous host. But I only have one reservation about it.”
“What?”
He looked up and raised his eyebrow in accusation. “You trespassing into her estate again, to listen to us making love.”
Thor’s face grew red almost instantly. “I wanted to make sure that you weren’t bluffing.”
“And how did that work out for you?” Loki asked, sending the swords to his interdimensional storage.
“Not well at all,” Thor admitted.
“But between you and I, at least we know what the ladies prefer.” Loki leaned closer and gave Thor a smirk, twisting the knife in, figuratively. “The gentler way.”
“Not always,” Thor grumbled, as a sore loser was wont to do.
Loki simply chuckled as he stood up and began to walk away. “The trick is to know when and how and with whom.”
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(Also posted on AO3. Please share and leave comments if you liked it.)
Horizontal Bingo Masterlist
Pairing: Loki x Female Reader
Warnings: Smut NSFW 18+
Word count: 471 + 100 word drabbles for each square
A/N: Thank you to the lovely @whisperlullaby for beta reading for me.
Dedicated to my darling friend @maladaptivexxdaydreaming
“Oh my God,” you whisper to yourself as you look over the bingo card that Natasha had messaged you. One blank copy and a second that she had filled out. Nearly every space on hers was blacked out and, as you read over each block, you realize how inexperienced you really are.
“What’s that, darling?”
The voice from behind you makes you jump, “Jesus, Loki! Don’t you know how to knock?”
The god chuckles, “Well, your door was cracked open. I assumed you were hoping that company would wander in.”
You had struck up a friendship with the god over a shared love of books and often spent evenings together. Loki was a flirt who loved double entendres but under his bravado was a kind heart. You enjoy spending time with him.
“Oh, sorry. What are you up to?” you ask sheepishly.
“Reading over your shoulder. Horizontal Bingo, huh? Did you win?” Loki smirks.
“Hardly.”
“That’s disappointing. How many did you get?” Loki’s breath curls over the skin of your neck as he leans over your chair to look at your phone.
“You first,” you hand him your phone.
“Usually it’s ladies first but I suppose I can make an exception,” he takes your phone and begins making marks.
Your stomach knots as you see him making multiple checkmarks. When he hands the phone back, your eyes widen, “Wow, that’s nearly a blackout.”
“Your turn,” Loki winks at you.
You feel heat suffuse your face and laugh nervously, “No, that’s okay.”
“It’s only fair, darling,” Loki raises an eyebrow.
“Fuck,” you say as you change the color to mark the card. Two ticks later, you’re handing the phone to him without making eye contact.
“Oh,” Loki says. “Well, you’ve done one thing I haven’t.”
“Yeah,” you snatch the phone back. “I never realized how vanilla and boring I am.”
“You’re not boring, darling.”
“Right,” you reply feeling embarrassed. You cross your arms, trying to shrink yourself.
“You’re not boring,” Loki whispers in your ear, making you shiver. His nose traces a line up your neck. “You’re just inexperienced with some of the nuances. I could help you with that.”
“What?” Your voice sounds far away to you. Your head is spinning with the way he’s touching you.
“We can come to a mutually beneficial agreement. I’d love to introduce you to the more intricate side of things.”
“You… you’d want to do that? With me?” You squirm as Loki tilts your head for better access to your neck.
“I’ve wanted you for a long time, darling,” Loki assures.
“But we’re just friends.”
“And now we’ll be friends with benefits.” Loki straightens and moves to stand in front of you. Holding out a hand, he says, “Let’s play Horizontal Bingo, pet.”
You stare up at him wide-eyed before taking his hand, “Okay.”
In a Room full of Candles
In the Kitchen
Beside the Fireplace
69
Food/Ice Play
Blindfolded
Choked
Restrained
In a Car
On a Plane
Public Sex
Hotel
On a Boat
On a Staircase
In a Hot Tub
On the Beach
Under the Stars
In the Rain
In a Pool
Edging
Anal
Double Penetration
Pegging
Squirted
In a Bed
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Loki drabble: “Why do I treat you like this? Because you’re worth it darling,” he sends you the cutest smile. I’m sure by now you’re weak in the knees, don’t worry, Loki will catch you unless he’s busy adorably flipping his hair.
Talk on the Bifrost || Thor x Loki drabble
Words: 492
Warnings: none
SUMMARY: Thor brings Loki back to Asgard to be judged and punished for his crimes on Midgard. After they land on the broken Bifrost, Thor has a little talk with Loki.
Author: Ailo
In a matter of seconds, the Avengers became only a shadow amidst the span of light-years, a last image ripped from their sight before they slammed into the broken Bifrost of Asgard.
Loki released the Tesseract with a grunt and tumbled to a halt in a jangle of handcuffs. A few yards away, Thor slowly rose to his feet and with a wearied stride crossed the bridge to where his brother lay motionless in the gloom. “I want to know why, my brother” he growled, lifting Loki by the lapels of his long coat. There was a wicked glint in Loki’s eyes, though it flickered in and out like a sputtering candle. Thor reached up, released the lock on the metal muzzle and pulled it from his brother’s face. | “Tell me!” “‘Gone but not forgotten. Do you know what it is to be forgotten, Thor?” “You were not...“ “Oh, but I was!” Loki snarled rolling his eyes in a theatrical way. “I could scream my name from the pinnacle of Asgard and still Father would hear you better.” “You called him ‘Father’.” Thor hung up his voice.
Loki pulled away as if struck across the cheek, but said nothing. “Why did you try to take Earth, of all the realms?”
“Humans will kneel and listen to raw power. They care nothing for pretty speeches in banquet halls or drunken boasting before conquest. They see that they are weak, and become prey to it” a mischievous grin crawled on Loki’s lips. “They became prey to you. Father will have you executed for this” Thor said, leaning Mjolnir against his shoulder.
A fleeting pang clouded Loki’s brow before his face hardened into a mask of twisted amusement. “Then kill me, Thor. I know you were thinking about it.” “Do not make such jests!” His brother cried hoarsely as he tightened his grip on Mjolnir. “You know I will not..”
“I will not be a prisoner in Asgard again” Loki hissed between clenched teeth. “So kill me and spare Father the burdensome effort. See how easy it will be, to be the hero that strikes down a luckless villain!” “You will be silent!” Thor roared back as he held the muzzle just inches from Loki’s face. Loki smiled and cocked his head to the side, looking the contraption up and down. “You truly think a bit of metal can tie my tongue? I allowed you and your friends your little moment of triumph. Oh no, Thor, I was not helpless! There are wheels that race forever in my brain, though I seem to stand subdued. But I am no longer concerned with Earth at present, so by all means drag me back to the throne that was once mine.”
“Let Father decide”.
Thor locked the muzzle onto Loki’s jaw with a jerk of his wrist before wrenching his brother to his feet and prodding him down the darkened Bifrost with Mjolnir to his back.
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