[Smut warning !]

After what felt like the deepest sleep you'd ever had, you slowly began to wake up. At first you thought your eyes were still closed because of the darkness around you, but as you rubbed your eyes, you soon realised that the lights were out, and you were alone. Hadn't you fallen asleep on Adam's lap? Immediately you sat bolt upright, the blanket you had lightly over you sliding off onto the floor. The space where Adam had been sat on the sofa beside you was cold, with his leather jacket carelessly flung over the back of it. You reached over to the small side table to turn on the lamp, but the bulb fizzled and died, refusing to give you light. 

"Adam?", you whispered looking around. You could see the door to his bedroom was ajar with a strip of moonlight shining through it, but the house was deadly silent. He wouldn't have left you, would he? Maybe he'd decided to go through to the other room perhaps, and left you to sleep in peace so as not to wake you. "Adam?", you called out again a little louder, listening for any noise to give you a hint, but yet again the house was silent. All you could hear where the distant crickets outside in the dead of night. 

Uneasily getting up, you stretched out your toes on the musty carpet as you stood up. You'd come to the conclusion that Adam must have gone out, besides he was a vampire. Night time was the only time he could go out, so you assumed that he'd come back, but until then, you'd sleep somewhere a bit more comfortable. After waiting a little longer in the dark for your eyes to get accustomed to it, you could finally see around you a bit better. What struck you as odd where all the broken records and instruments thrown around the room, as you were sure it hadn't been like this when you'd arrived, but then you had been suffering from shock. It looked like Adam had thrown a fit or something, with the curtains torn down from the windows and parts of broken chairs scattered everywhere. Maybe he'd had a rave party a night or two ago which had turned into a fight? Carefully picking you way across the room, you tip toed over the broken glass on the floor, avoiding stepping into the upturned flask of spilt blood leaking out over the old carpet.

When you'd managed to safely navigate your way over to Adam's room, you pushed open the half ajar door and froze. Had you made the floorboard creak, or was someone inside the room? Your breath caught in your throat as you peered into his room, trying to see. The dark shadows in the corners made you feel uneasy, and there was a strong smell of something which was making you feel a little sick. You blamed it on the mustiness of the house, thinking it might be damp or a blocked drain outside, but as you took a step into the room, the smell only got worse. As you took a step closer towards the bed, you heard another floorboard creak, only this time it was behind you. Spinning around in fright, you half expected to be attacked, as you let out a little gasp, confronting your shadow. It was Adam. 

Standing in the open doorway, his dark eyes looked at you hungrily through his messed black hair as his jaw clenched, twisting his lips into a wicked smile. "You look even more ravishing awake than asleep", he chuckled with a grin, taking a step closer. The shaft of moonlight made his complexion seem ever paler as you stared at him, being overly aware of his bare chest being exposed to you. His chest muscles  rippled as he took another step closer, his long legs closing the distance between you. Hesitating from his advances, you took a step back instinctively, backing yourself against one of the tall bed posts. "I-I thought you'd gone", you stuttered, trying to calm your heart rate back down, gulping as you looked at him. "Why would I do that Y/N, when I've been searching for you for so long, my love ...", he whispered slowly, stretching out his hand, cupping your cheek. 

You flinched a little, not because of how cold his skin was against yours, but by how firmly he held your cheek, letting his fingers slide down through your hair until he held around the back of your neck. His eyes remained firmly fixed on yours, keeping you captive in an almost hypnotic stare, feeling it stir something deep inside you. His face drew in closer to yours, his cold breath blowing against you to the point where your noses were nearly touching. His other hand snaked around your waist, drawing you in closer until your chest became pressed against his. You felt your body automatically falling in sync, your hands wrapping around his waist, stepping up onto your tip toes to get closer. Your heart pounded in your chest, echoing in your ears as time seemed to stop as you waited for the moment, the right moment. His tongue licked his lips in a playful way as he felt your body react as he leant in closer. You stretched yourself up taller, your fingers softly digging into his bare back as you tried to pull him closer. This was it, you thought. He was going to kiss you! Until you realised something didn't seem quite right. 

You felt your hairs stand up on end because of the sudden coldness in the room, as something quickly changed. His once hazel eyes blinked, and just for a brief second, you could have sworn they'd changed to the deepest of emeralds. "Y/N ...", he breathed deeply in barely a whisper, his lips lingering over yours, ".... I have you now". His voice deepened, sending a cold shiver down your spine. His hold of you tightened, as the devil smirked sinfully, his chuckling laugh echoing through your chest. "Did you honestly think you could outrun me, my pet?", he hissed, as his eyes turned green, his black hair growing longer, as his appearance shimmered in a faint green glow. "L-Loki", you stammered in shock, a cold sweat running down your brow as you starred up into his hungry eyes. "I-I don't understand. Where's Adam?". 

Loki laughed, throwing his head back gleefully as you tried to pull yourself away from him, only for him to growl and pull you closer, refusing to let you go. "Who, that freak? He's dead. See", he chuckled maniacally, turning your head forcefully to look into the far corner of the room where you had to hold back a scream of horror. Adam's body lay slumped in the corner, his empty eyes staring at you, a black trickle of blood dripping from his lips. What was most sickening of all, apart from the bleeding hole in his chest and Loki's sickening laugh echoing in your ear, were his eyes. A dried tear stain remained on his still face, with a hand outstretched towards the exit of the room; He had tried to protect you.

"I did that to him, because he took you. He kept you from me. You are mine. Understand? No other man shall have you. You are all mine", he hissed into your ear, as you shook your head, not wanting to believe what you were seeing or hearing. "No", you tried to plead, your voice sounding weak and feeble as your knees grew weak in shock. You tried to push him away and slip from his grasp, but that only seemed to anger Loki, growling as he pushed you up against the bedpost. "He put up a pathetic fight, just as pathetically as when he screamed your name as I ripped out his heart. Oh but how he begged me, pleaded to me not to harm you. Well, you can plead to me all you want my pet. You have such a wonderful voice darling, I long to hear it scream beneath me", he chuckled darkly. "You monster!", you screamed at him in pure shock and horror, trying to push past him to run away.

He moved quicker than you expected, grasping you around the throat with one hand, slamming you back against the bed post with a snarl of anger. "My my my, what a insolent tongue you have. The look of surprise on your face right now is immensely adorable, pet. Did you really think you could get rid of me so easily?", he chuckled gleefully. "Get off me!", you snapped at him, pulling at his hand to try and get him to release you. This made Loki chuckle, his dark eyes glistening as he squeezed his hand around your throat tighter, making you choke. "You love being so vulnerable and helpless before me, don't you, lover? I relish every second of it. You've always known that this was coming. I will break that shell of yours, and I will have what's mine. Don't you agree?", he whispered darkly as you clawed desperately at Loki's arm to try and make him release you. 

"Loki p-please", you gasped, struggling to breathe. You kicked out your legs at him, attempting to knee him in the stomach, whilst clawing at his arm. You managed to throw a hit at his stomach, making him grunt as his grip on you loosened slightly. Prising your hand between his fingers, you grabbed hold of one of his fingers and pulled it back. Loki let out a yelp of pain, quickly pulling his hand away from you. Again, you tried a second time to run, running as fast as you could away from Loki but he was too cunning, morphing an illusion of himself in front of the doorway to stop you leaving. A second later, his arm wrapped around your waist from behind, throwing you backwards onto the bed. In a flurry of arms and screams, you wrestled against Loki as he tackled you onto the bed, until he had you pinned down underneath him, one hand trapping your wrists high above your head. 

"You fight so hard. Let your guard down, tonight. Let me show you the exhilaration that's possible when you entrust someone with your body and your soul", he chuckled darkly, wiping the small drip of blood from his nose where you'd managed to punch him in the scrap, his eyes glaring angrily down at you. "What, no! Never! Get off me you monster", you scream at him, trying to rip your hands free from his grasp. "You think that your disobedience and insulting remarks anger me; but in truth they spur me on", Loki chuckled, licking his lips. "W-what do you want from me? Why are you here?". This question seemed to take him by surprise, his brow raising curiously, his smirk faltering. "Why am I here? Oh, my sweet girl, have you forgotten all the times you whispered and moaned my name, begging me to come, to touch you, to make you mine? I've been listening, my dear. And I'm here to make your wish come true". His eyes softened, his voice low and steady as his thumb stroked against the flesh of your hand. "I-I don't understand", you protested, shaking your head. How could this be happening, how? 

"I chose you out of all the people of Midgard - out of all the beings in all the Realms. Show me I chose well. Make me pleased with my choice. You drive me mad with desire, my sweet. It is hard to believe how innocent you seem to others ... when I know the truth". His hand stroked your cheek, but reacting on instinct you turned your head away, closing your eyes. How could he be here? How could this be happening? So many unanswered questions swarmed around your head, but the most worry of all was what you had buried deep inside you, and Loki knew exactly what that was. You could feel his icy breathe blowing against your cheek as he leant down closer to whisper into your ear, sending a cold shiver down your spine. "Your eyes betray you, Midgardian. I've heard you long to feel my tongue against your flesh, yet your gaze rarely wanders from my hands. This is what you truly desire, is it not? To feel your body writhe and buck at the urging of my fingers? Very well. Quiver for me, darling girl. Let's see just how long you last until you're begging me to take you". 

"No", you instantly snap, your eyes flying open in a panic. "The lust in your eyes is unmistakable. I know what you need better than you do, my pet", he chuckled, licking his lips. "No, you don't. It's not possible, you ... you can't ...". You try to rack your brains, shaking your head in denial at his claims, but he was right. "I won't let you", you whispered back fearfully. "I don't need your permission, as you are in no position to argue against me. I will show you how your own body betrays you to my desires", he replied simply, and placed his free hand around your throat. You gasped as his cold fingers wrapped around it so easily, feeling each muscle in his fingers contract and press against your flesh, feeling them tighten slowly around your neck. "I love that when I wrap my hand around your throat, you smile and your pulse quickens as your pupils dilate. Is it because you know how easily your body yields to me?", Loki stated with a smirk, giving a little squeeze. It was enough you make you cough a little, feeling the air being chocked out of you. You could feel your cheeks starting to burn, not just from the strain of breathing, but from all that Loki was saying. Your body was displaying your emotions as easily as the pages of a book, despite your best poker face. This was a battle you were going to lose. 

"W-What do you want from me?", you asked nervously. "What I desire from you is simple: I require everything", he replied with a smirk, leaning down closer so his forehead rested against yours, forcing you to stare into the depths of his eyes. "I-", you tried to reply, but Loki shushed you with just a squeeze of his fingers around your throat. Nothing could ever feel as claustrophobic or intimidating as this, with Loki baring down topless on top of you, his forehead against yours with one hand around your exposed neck, the other keeping your hands firmly pinned above you. Your eyes scanned his desperately, afraid for what he might do. "What are these emotions that I see play across your face as you try to understand my intent and motivation? Put your mind at ease, darling. My only intent is delicious mayhem motivated purely by my overwhelming need to master you".

"Never!", you spat at him, almost immediately.  Master you? No, never. You would never give into him, this monster. "You will not merely surrender to me, my dear. No, you will surrender willingly. Do you know how I know this? Because I KNOW you. I know how you react when I am near. I know that your eyes follow me, even if you yourself do not realize it. The longing in your expression, the way you blush when I speak to you... Yes, like it or not, you will surrender willingly to me. And I will enjoy making it happen". His voice was barely a whisper, yet it chilled you to the core as you felt your cheeks burn. You could not escape his devilish eyes as they looked straight into yours, a wicked smile curling on his lips. "So, Y/N, my pet ... tell me that this is all mine to use as I wish...", he whispered, hissing the words slowly as his eyes grew hungrier. What else was there for you to do, but surrender. 

"Loki ... I am yours" 

"Good", he chuckled darkly, and he released his hand from around your throat. "Never forget who owns you. You can run, you can hide, but you can never truly escape me. You are mine, and I will never let you go", he whispered sinisterly, as he lifted himself off you a little, still keeping a firm hold of your wrists. "Now tell me, Y/N, do these frigid fingers draw forth dark desires?", Loki chuckled, stroking your cheek. His skin was cold to the touch, and made you tremble a little, but he kept his touch soft and gentle. You bit your lip, not wanting to say what was passing through your mind aloud, but the dark glint in Loki's eye told you that he already knew. "Well then, shall we test that?". In a second his hand left your cheek and pressed itself against your bare flesh of your thigh. You let out a shocked gasp, the sensation indescribable as his hand slowly rose from the top of your knee, his fingers crawling higher. His hand travelled further up, passing underneath the skirt of your dress until they rested on the fabric of your underwear. You'd already thrown your head back, gasping in shock from this unfamiliar sensation which now seemed to grow from inside you, blasting a sudden shock of heat through you. 

"My my, little one. And that was just my fingers, imagine what the rest of me could achieve ...", Loki chuckled, watching your facial expression with deep fascination, grinning. "Don't worry, I will enjoy this". In a second his fingers grabbed hold of the fabric of your underwear, and with a swift pull, ripped them off you, tossing them away. "LO-". Your scream of shock was cut off as he slammed his lips straight onto yours, his tongue devouring inside you. As you continued to try and scream, your pinned arms straining helplessly to force him away, his other hand worked effortlessly, pulling and tugging at your dress until nothing remained. It was only when you realised you had kissed Loki back did he stopped, pulling away to gaze down at you. 

"A kiss back to your master. I do believe I have changed your mind, Y/N", he whispered with a smirk as he looked at you, his eyes trailing up and down your naked body which lay beneath him. "Well then, prove me wrong". With that he let go of your hands, propping himself up on the bed so now he held himself above you. Your first instinct was to fight back, to say something in protest, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it. Here you were, the object of a god, and at his mercy. He had killed someone, attacked you, shredded you of your clothing, and now, was ready to have his way with you. And yet somehow, you had kissed him back. The stirring sensation was back in the pit of your stomach. Every word he spoke, every touch, every kiss, every look, trigged this inside you, and now you wanted it. You needed it. You wanted him. 

"I am yours", you whispered, your eyes not breaking contact with his, your chest rising and falling heavily. For a solid minute you lay there, not knowing what Loki was thinking behind his dark eyes. Thinking he might not have heard you, you decided to let your natural instinct take over. Reaching up both hands, cupping his cheeks, you kissed his lips, hard, biting down on his lips as he had done with you. Your hands soon wound into his long, raven hair and you pulled him down towards you, your lips never breaking contact. Now Loki grinned, knowing you'd made your choice. You were his. 

As you and Loki kissed fiercely, his hands quickly travelled down your body, sending shivers up your spine as his kissed soon travelled down your neck, his teeth nipping and biting against your flesh. "Ahh", you moaned aloud as his lips found the sweet spot on your neck, your hand grasping at the bed sheets as your back arched itself. Loki's chuckled vibrated through his chest down onto yours, igniting the burning core inside you further. "Go on my pet, beg me", he whispered as his lips trailed down between your breasts. Your eyes shuddered closed briefly as he let slip one of his fingers inside you. "Please", you whispered, feeling your muscles tighten as another wave steadily grew inside you. "Please, what?", Loki asked amused, pulling his finger out, his other hand drawing circles across your stomach. "Please, Loki", you moaned, your body shuddering. "Oh. My name sounds so delicious when it passes through your lips. Come now, love, let me hear it once more", he purred, as he pressed his finger against your sweet spot, making you gasp and groan. "Please Loki", you begged, your body shaking as your hands clenched against the covers. 

This euphoric storm which was building inside you just seemed to be getting stronger, your breathing becoming more laboured with every second, your body slowly becoming soaked in sweat. And now, as your heavy breathes turned into frustrated pants, the wood of the bed creaked and the weight above you shifted. You didn't need to open your eyes to see what was happening, as a second later you felt it. An ungodly scream spilled from your lips as something hard and long rammed itself inside you, followed by the owners grunt and chuckle of satisfaction. "Loki!", you screamed as your body seemed to be attacked from all angles as his cock rammed itself back and forth into you, his own cries matching yours. "Yes! That's right, use my name!", he cried as he slammed himself hard into you, digging his fingers into your hips, anchoring himself. His speed was slow, but hard, and every slam of his body against yours felt like an explosion of the storm inside you as you cried and moaned with every thrust. 

"Say my name. Moan it slowly, and I will take my time with you. Or, scream it, and I shall ravish you hard and thoroughly", Loki hissed through grunts as he thrust into you, each blow forcing a moan from your swollen lips. You didn't know how much longer you could take of this, as you'd completely lost control. Your breathing was erratic, the pressure inside you building to breaking point. You needed him, you wanted him. "LOKI, PLEASE!", you screamed as another wave seemed to explode through you as one of his cold fingers flicked your nipple, throwing your back into an arch. Loki's demonic laughter increased, and soon he was fucking you harder and faster, his cock growing larger insider you. Both of you were moaning and screaming out in pleasure as each wave hit, escalating higher and higher, until in one final thrust, your orgasm hit. Your head was thrown back in a scream of ecstasy as the wave of scorching hot, white heat exploded inside you as Loki climaxed with you, his naked body gripping tightly onto yours as your body continued to spasm. You couldn't breathe, you couldn't think, as everything seemed to just suck you into a black hole. Even as Loki pulled himself out of you, his body dripping all over you, you still lay there, feeling yourself falling. As the world around you seemed to swirl and disappear into the darkness, the last thing you remember seeing were the hungry, green eyes of Loki standing naked before you, the look of triumph on his lips as he whispered those fateful words, "Y/N, You are forever mine". 

[ A/N : BOOM ! So sorry it has taken me ages to update. Found this one really hard to translate into actually words, but had a lot of help/inspiration from the Loki Dirty Whispers (admit it, we've all read them at some point) as well as the amazing TomHiddlestonSoundalike on tumblr (listen with headphones on!). Hope you enjoyed this one, as you only have 1, maybe 2 left to go  .... All comments welcomed (if you're still alive, that is) ]