Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

You watched with caution as Loki lingered near the door. What was this feeling in the pit of your stomach...? You could clearly feel the fear, anxiety and stress without issue; but there was something else... Could it be – No... Definitely not... However as the silent moments passed, and your mind began to weigh on the feeling more, you came to realise that the unknown feeling truly was what you so quickly ruled out... It was sadness... No sadness for yourself, but sadness for Loki. The hurt and betrayal in his emerald eyes was evident to you and made your stomach knot and chest tighten. The need to reach out and try to comfort him was indescribably strong, but you could not find your strength or your voice... The only thing you could do was watch as Loki pondered his next move...

*Loki’s POV*

He couldn’t believe his eyes... After all he had done, after all the freedom he had given her, this was how she repaid him?! Had it not been for the awestruck boy next to him, he would have stepped forward and punished her immediately. But her punishment was something Loki wanted only her and Thor to witness, no one else. No other bystander that she could plea with to help her. The only name he wanted her to call out was his own.

“Thank you....” he said, turning to the shadow covered body in the doorway. “You for alluding me to such a willing and devious act of betrayal...” Loki stepped into the room, and Johnathan looked in with a horrified look on his face. “You may leave.”

“But sir, I-,”

“DO NOT... make me repeat myself...” he growled, quickly losing his patience for the boy. “Leave us...” Johnathan took one last glance at the cowering girl on the ground and the shocked God of Thunder before turning to leave. “Shut the door...” Loki added quickly. Johnathan did as he asked and closed the door, ensuring Loki’s privacy and (Name)’s inability to escape.

Loki then turned his attention to the (e/c) eyed girl.

“I let you into my bed, I let you influence my decisions, I let you roam free, and this, THIS IS HOW YOU THANK ME?!” he stepped forward so quickly that (Name) didn’t even have a chance to flinch when he seized her by the collar of her dress. Loki lifted her so her face was barely an inch from his, and he could see the tears of fear welling in the corners of her eyes – but she refused to let them fall... Good. He wanted her to be strong, and scared. He was about to show her what disobeying and betraying him would cost...

*Your POV*

The hold he had on your collar tightened, but you couldn’t do anything... you couldn’t move, you couldn’t sob, and you couldn’t even plea... As quickly as he had taken hold of your dress, he threw you to the ground and began pacing.

“I thought he was just a liar. But now I see that I should have kept him around.” He paced more before he slowly began to move closer, each click coming from his boots matching perfectly with the beat of your heart. “Or maybe I should have just given in and let him have you,” He stopped for a moment to once again take in the scene before him. You should have been grovelling at his feet, pleading for forgiveness or clemency... But your mind was still caught up in the details of the whole situation... Johnathan told Loki... Loki had caught you... You wouldn’t be surprised if he killed you right there... “I know that look...” he said, clenching his jaw tightly. “Do not think I will kill you... That would be too light of a sentence for your betrayal.” The anger and bitterness in his tone was unmistakable. He was pissed-off… badly. Suddenly he disappeared from your line of sight, and reappeared directly in front of you.

“Loki wait, don’t!” Thor growled, trying to reach through the bars to get to you, but it was too late. Loki had a tight hold of your hair and hauled you up to your feet, pulling you away from Thor before forcing you back onto all fours in the middle of the walkway. He then leaned down to hover above you,

“Tell me Brother, do you desire her?” he spat venomously, pulling your back to his chest while twisting the fistful of hair he had a hold on. You let out a sharp cry, but it was muffled when Loki’s free hand moved to your throat, “do her cries excite you?” The hand on your throat tightened as he turned his attentions back towards you, inhaling the scent of your hair.

“Loki-,” Thor was cut off as more choked sobs left your throat,

“Do you prefer him?” he asked. You shook your head and mouthed the word ‘no’ over and over again. He sharply yanked on your hair, “I can’t hear you,” he growled, releasing your throat. For a moment you glanced over to Thor, his cerulean blue eyes were filled with worry and pain. You weren’t sure whether it was Loki’s own impatient mood, or the fact that he saw you looking at Thor, but the next thing you knew, Loki had flipped you over, and had you pinned to the ground. “ANSWER ME!” he screamed, placing one hand back over your neck as the other restrained your hands above your head.

“N-No…” you just managed to say. The heavy pressure from Loki’s hands made it hard to speak, and even harder to breathe, but he quickly removed his grip. The moment of relief was quickly followed by stinging pain as Loki slapped you across the face; hard.

“Liar.” He said.

“No, Loki, I’m not…”

“Then prove it.” He said with a sickening smile before leaning down to nibble on your earlobe, “Fuck me, right here, right now.” He whispered darkly. You couldn’t suppress the gasp that caught in your throat,

“W-What?” your response was barely audible. Loki’s wicked grin was replaced with a scowl,

“If you do not, then you will be removed and given to the Chitauri as a plaything... Or... maybe I could send you as a final parting gift for The Teacher.” Your eyes widened. Was he really so cruel? Would he really give you away so easily? Wait... what were you thinking? Of course he would. You knew that... you had accepted your disposability... So why did your heart ache...? You pushed the throbbing pain of your chest to the back of your mind, knowing that even though there were tears building in your eyes, you had to look strong. You silently asked Thor’s forgiveness for the awkward and uncomfortableness he was about to endure,

“Okay. I will…” you said strongly. Loki’s grin returned and he reclined back into a seated position before quickly pulling you to straddle his lap.

He made quick work of your dress, tearing it to shreds and throwing it to the floor at the foot of Thor’s cell. He then leaned up and took your hardened nipple between his teeth, yet another sharp cry left your lips as he applied more pressure. He pulled away with the sensitive bud still between his teeth before he released it, allowing your breast to snap back into place.

“Don’t make me wait.” He growled while unbuttoning his pants and removing his loose fitting black shirt.

“Loki, stop this!” Thor called. The raven haired man smirked and with a snap of his fingers two more Loki’s appeared behind Thor. Quickly the two doppelgangers restrained him and forced his head in your direction.

“Since you seem so taken with her; you will watch.” Loki snarled as he lifted your hips up before impaling you onto his hardened manhood.

A moan rose in your throat and your eyes squeezed shut as your head fell back, your body revelling in the pleasure his large size could give you.

“You will look at me.” He ordered while forcing your hips up and down, sending intense waves of pleasure through your stomach and chest. This was the first time you were on top, and the feeling of control and power was pure ecstasy. You opened your eyes and looked down at the raven haired man, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck as you tried to force your hips faster. “Tell me my dear, do you enjoy knowing he desires you?” when you didn’t answer he tightly clutched your jaw and began to knead your breast as he continued, “Are you thinking of me, or him?”

“Y-You...” you just managed to force your voice from your throat. It wasn’t a lie. Loki was the only man you had thought of being with since - - Your mind stopped. Wait... You thought it over some more and realised he really was the only man you had thought of being with since the night he first took you... His hand moved from your jaw and snagged your hair, pulling your mouth down so it was barely an inch away from his own.

“Do not lie to me.” He groaned while bucking upwards against your own grinding hips.

“I-I’m not...” you replied as your nails dug into the skin of his back and your teeth sunk into your lip until it bled. You wanted to moan, badly, but you wouldn’t allow yourself to... You were too embarrassed knowing a set of cerulean blue eyes were being forced to focus on you while in such a state...

“Prove it...” Loki’s hand found the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs and you lost control completely.

Your moan echoed through the room and your hips went wild. Loki then stopped his thrusts upwards, leaving only your movements and his fingers moving against your clit. You picked up your pace, missing the friction his bucks offered while also trying to rock into his hand more. You moaned his name every time his fingers flicked the sensitive bud, and you were nearing the end. A thin veil of sweat beads began to cover your skin and your breathing became filled with moans, gasps and needy whines. Suddenly you felt your inner walls convulse, and a near crippling wave of pleasure ran through your body. You bit down on your lips, it was painful and tasted strongly of blood, but you were trying to stop the screaming moan in your throat and tears from springing to your eyes. You continued rocking your hips up and down, but all the while your mind was on the fact that you had orgasmed... Any other time you had climaxed was solely because of Loki, but this time it was your own doing; and it was not in the comfort or sanctity of a bedroom... No... It was on a cold, dirty floor and in front of Loki’s brother... Why did it bother you so much...? Loki had taken you in public, taken you roughly, and had made you come several times... So why did this bother you so much?! That was when you felt Loki release within you, forcing more tears to slip down your cheeks. You could feel your lips trembling and body shaking.

The out of breath raven haired man looked up,

“Why are you crying?” Loki snarled. You tried to wipe the tears away and answer him, but you once again you couldn’t find your voice. The man beneath you scowled. “You don’t want me, is that it?!” He grabbed a clump of your once silky hair and slammed you into the bars of the cell next to Thor’s before standing and taking up position behind you. “I will take every orifice until you only know how to scream my name, until you only crave my dick.”

“N-No Loki… That’s not it!” you gasped, “Stop it, please!” you tried to pull away from him, but his hold on you was too tight and you only managed to force yourself harder into the bars.

“Oh no,” he muttered, lining himself up with you untouched back entrance. “I have claimed your mouth-,” he reached around and tightly held your jaw, “- your womanhood -,” his hand slipped between your legs, his fingers playing in the dampness that still remained, “and now I will take your last, and only remaining, virgin hole.” With his words you thought you were going to throw up. How could he react so violently just from tears? Your (e/c) eyes quickly glanced over to a mortified Thor. Oh... That’s right...

The sensation of Loki forcing his way into your backside was nothing short of excruciatingly painful. His member was lightly lubricated from being in your womanhood, but it wasn’t enough... You could feel the passageway stretching and tearing as more of his length entered you.

“P-Please! Loki! Take it out! Take it out!” you screamed, trying to tear your hips away from his, but all it did was intensify the pain. Loki half chuckled and half groaned as you moved along his length.

“Why would I pull out? My dear you’re so tight.” He rocked forward, causing you to scream again. The more thrusts he made into your entrance, the more pain you felt. It slowly took over your entire body until you were wracked with uncontrollable convulsions as you mind tried to tear your body away from the thing causing you pain.

Slowly, as Loki continued his aggressive thrusts, your pain turned into complete numbness. You felt his presence within you, but not the movements... That didn’t mean that the tears or screams stopped, in fact your mind was on auto-pilot, making the screams louder. It did little good though. You could feel the speed in which his hips slapped against your arse quicken for a short time until they slowed and stopped completely. As he slowed, a burning feeling began radiating from your backside, and in the distance you could hear his loud groan; but you were too out of it to know if he had climaxed or just tired of pounding into your arse. He pulled out and you felt warm liquid slowly trickle down your legs. It didn’t feel the same as semen... and from the metallic smell you guessed it was blood, but it could have been a disgusting mixture of the two...

Relief washed over you as you felt Loki slightly pull away. Hesitantly you looked over your shoulder. He was wiping his blood coated member off on the torn remnants of your green sundress. When he dropped the now stained dress, your heart fell. He either hadn’t finished, or he was hard once again. Suddenly he snatched your arm and turned you around; pressing harder on you so your back would sink into the metal bars.

“You thought I was finished with you?” Loki chuckled darkly as his hungry eyes wandered over you.

“Please... I can’t take it anymore...” Loki’s eyes darkened.

“In that case, I will only give you more...” his eyes moved to your arm. “And I will make sure you remember this day forever.” His tone made you shudder. What else could he possibly do to you? What else - - Your body suddenly went rigid and your muscles no longer obeyed your mind and your left arm lifted until it was parallel to the ground. A sharp pain shot through your arm, and you looked down. Something small and cylindrical was moving underneath the skin of your triceps. It started coming forward further and further, forcing the skin of your arm to painfully stretch until it gave in and tore. Your jaw clenched as the damp air hit your new wound and blood began dribbling from the small, yet painful wound.

Your eyes were then forced to focus on the small tooth-pick sized – something – that had been forcibly removed from your body.

“W-what is it?” you stammered. Loki’s lips quirked upwards.

“My dear, this is what was stopping you from falling pregnant...” Your mouth fell open. When was that put in you...? The raven haired man laughed and shook his head. “Did you ever wonder why your menstruations stopped? Or why you had yet to fall pregnant?!” while he was speaking Loki reached forward and took hold of you neck. “You were not worth my time or affections.” He pressed your head harder into the bars, “but as a gift...” he growled mere centimetres from your lips. “I will give you the chance to carry my child...” Your breath hitched, and your lungs refused any more air to enter. “Now, I’m not entirely sure how a Midgardian will handle carrying a Frost Giant... but there’s only one way to find out.” He said with a smirk as he angled his throbbing arousal at your womanhood. You tried to put your many thoughts into one coherent sentence while also struggling against Loki’s hold, however the strain and stress your body had already been through was beginning to ware on you, and you couldn’t fight anymore...

Loki lifted your legs around his waist before he entered you harshly, a low groan leaving his throat as he did.

“Hah-,” he huffed as he rocked his hips forward. “You’re still wet...” He reached through the bars to tangle his hand in your hair before picking up the pace of his thrusts. A cross between a moan and a sob left your throat. You hated yourself for it, but after having him force his way into your arse, the feel of his member in your wet folds was not only a welcome relief but filled your body with a morphine-like euphoria that stopped the once dominant pain.

Loki’s other hand found your hip, and he sunk his nails into your skin, trying to hold them in place as he continued his assault on your nether regions. You gnawed your lower lip harshly, trying to supress the soft moans that formed in your throat.

“Say my name.” Loki barked into your ear before his lips and tongue found your neck.

“L-Loki...” you half gasped half sobbed.

“Louder!” he groaned. You could tell he was nearing his end, the ragged breathing and quickened pace enough to give that away.

“Loki!” you actually moaned this time. His member reached new depths within you and your inner walls shuddered and collapsed tighter around him. You hated yourself for orgasming again... but at least it offered you relief from the nagging pain all over your body. However that relief was short live because as Loki released into you, his teeth tightly clamped down on your neck, drawing more blood from your body and forcing new pain into your frail body before he finally pulled out.

Loki stepped back, allowing you to fall harshly to the ground.

“Brother, you truly are sick.” Loki spat as he turned towards Thor. Your newly water logged eyes moved to the blond man. His eyes were lowered, but something else stood at complete attention. Loki grabbed your hair and pulled you towards Thor’s cell. The raven haired man hummed for a moment as he pondered something... You knew it couldn’t be good...

“No... This form would be too appealing for you...” he waved his hand in front of Thor, turning his large, masculine form into a disgustingly familiar short and pudgy one... A sob caught in your throat.

“No, no please...” you felt your entire body weaken as you took in the all too familiar form of The Teacher, but Loki refused to let you fall flat against the ground. His hands quickly found your hips, holding your beaten and bloodied entrances to his still hardened manhood.

“No!” Thor growled and fought against the Loki clones as they tried to move him closer to the bars. “I refuse to do this to her! Especially in this form!” he struggled against the two, and it actually looked like he might have won, but Loki quickly added two more clones to pin him against the cell bars, leaving his aroused manhood sticking out at your level.

You guessed this was Thor’s normal size, seeing as The Teacher was considerably smaller, but it didn’t make the idea of taking him any easier. Loki apparently sensed your hesitation; he waved his hand, making the pants that covered Thor’s manhood disappear as he gripped your hair tightly by the roots. When you opened your mouth to cry out he forced you forward onto Thor’s member before also entering your sore and probably bruised womanhood. The only reason you moved at all was because of Loki’s thrusts, but as Thor began to begrudgingly moan, the night with The Teacher came back to you. You tightly closed your eyes and allowed your mind and body to go limp. But that didn’t stop The Teacher’s groans from reaching your ears. It didn’t stop the feel of his sweaty, fat body from washing over you. And it certainly didn’t stop your tears from falling...

You weren’t sure how long it took the two of them to release, but soon you found yourself panting and on the floor in a hot, messy heap.

“Tch… pitiful…” Loki growled. He then gathered up your exhausted body and threw you on the bed in the cell opposite Thor’s. “You can return to my bed then you have learned your lesson.” He slammed the cell door before walking out of the main door.

The words echoed in your head, but you couldn’t comprehend them at the moment. You felt the sting of the bite on your neck, and the icy cold air against your exposed and beaten skin, but you didn’t have the energy to move… You felt the tears run down your cheeks, and your body become wracked with silent sobs, but you were too numb to know why. However, the pleasant numbness only lasted for a short while. Soon you felt yourself fall into a downward spiral of sadness.

Loki had been rough and demanding before, but never this extreme... You felt scared when he was cruel, but you would always slowly begin to feel comfortable again, he would always show you some form of warmth... This time it was different. He had known just what to do to traumatise you. He had known just what memories to play on to make you lose the will to fight... He knew just how to hurt you; how to make you feel the same hurt you had made him feel...

“(Name)… I am truly sorry…” Thor said, his voice breaking mid-sentence. A cold chill ran down your spine. Why was he sorry? You were the one who kept coming back to him… You were the one who disobeyed Loki’s very simple rules… You were the reason Loki reacted the way he did...

“It’s not your fault…” you murmured, “I fooled myself into thinking he cared about me... even if I didn’t know it at the time…” You curled up more, trying to get some warmth into your body; however the stinging pain all over stopped you from moving much further.

Eventually you fell into a deep sleep, but it wasn’t peaceful, nor was it exceedingly painful... It was simply darkness... Loki had left you with nothing but the darkness of your mind to keep you company as the screams, moans and other sounds of what he had done to you replayed in your mind...

*Lokis POV*

The raven haired man skulked back to his room, not the penthouse suite he refurbished and renovated, but his room. He thought that if he relieved his stress and anger on her, then that would be the end of it. But it wasn’t... His anger and stress were gone, but they were replaced with an emotion he had issues recognising.

Lazily he closed his eyes and sunk further into the softness of the bed, but he caught a scent; a scent that made his stomach churn and muscles tense. It was her scent. He squeezed his eyes shut tighter and tried to force his mind into submission, wanting to stop it from tormenting him with the sounds of her pleas to stop.

Why were the sounds that brought him pleasure only a short time ago suddenly tormenting him? The raven haired prince grit his teeth and he slammed his fisted hand down on the mattress, sending a small shockwave of telekinetic energy through the room which made several objects and pieces of furniture fly towards the wall.

Why did he feel like this?! He had done nothing wrong... had he...?

*Your POV*

Days passed, but to you, each day was as long as a life time... You had to do something... turn the darkness into something, anything... It just had to go away. But you were too exhausted to open your eyes and glance around the room, so you had to settle for transforming the darkness.

You tried to force lights into the darkness of your mind. But just as quickly as the star-like-light formed in the sky of darkness, they were devoured by the nothingness. If you had the energy, you would have cried out in irritation or sobbed... But you no longer had the will to even do that...

You were in the dark, Loki had put you there, and you were too physically and mentally exhausted to get out of it... You just wanted to give up... Somewhere in the depths of your heart you thought he had changed, though at the time you didn’t want to admit you were feeling that way... but now... Now you had broken the remnants of his heart, and in turn, he broke you...

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