Loki Laufeyson

Loki has been avoiding you lately. I mean, you thought so. He used to always follow you around, calling you names, teasing you and provoking your little fights. In fact, both he and you enjoyed the language battles. But recently he stopped talking.

You have just returned from a mission as one of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. You stood in front of the mirror, fixing your hair, which had become a bit messy during the fight. Well, that was until you heard a knock. Loki leaned out and saw you weren't doing anything in particular. He smiled in that arrogant way as he scanned your figure, feeling himself harden at the sight.

"Hey, darling, it's been a while since I teased you." He mumbled before walking quickly towards you, his tall figure towering over you. "There's something I need to do and something I need to know." The next moment, he pushed you against the wall and pressed his lips to yours, longingly and hard, as if he had been waiting for this for a long time. His hips pressed against yours, so you could feel his already hard cock pressing against your core through your clothes. He pulled away from the kiss for a moment and leaned over your ear, you could feel his hot breath. "My dear, I think I'm falling in love with you. And I want you. I've been denying myself, but enough of the lies, now I know I can't take it anymore without you. I need to feel you and I need to love you. Tell me you feel the same, please.”