Tease (Loki X Stark Son!Reader)

Arguments. (Thor x POC!Fem!Reader)

Prompt: lets just put it to some basic points. Sub Thor, he prolly gets pegged, secretive fwb, people think they hate each other. After an argument though reader "makes Thor her bitch." Note: the poc part doesnt really matter because it isnt mentioned that much if at all lol forgive me. Words: 2,665

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"Thor! You pretentious asshole! How about you listen for once rather than holding your nose in the air because 'wow I'm Thor Odinson, son of Odin, god of thunder, future king of Asgard' because fucking shocker! This isn't fucking Asgard!" You shouted at the God who stood across the room, "If you don't shut your fucking mouth I will genuinely shove Mjolnir”s handle so far up your ass that the fucking strap will hang out of your big ass mouth." You threatened, glaring at the man who gave you the same toxic look.

As soon as an argument started the team all scattered. They knew that these usually ended up with violence of some sort.

You carefully looked around, tossing a few braids back that had fallen in your face as you spoke. You took a deep breath before calming yourself and looking at Thor with a much calmer expression.

"Go to the room. I'll be up in just a minute." You stated, watching as Thor nodded dumbly and did as he was told, taking the elevator to your floor. You got yourself a glass of water and sipped it slowly, calming yourself properly before setting the glass down and going up as well.

You near slammed the door shut as you walked in the bedroom, locking it before stalking towards Thor who sat on the edge of your bed.

"Good boy, take off your shirt. But leave everything else on. Then lean over the bed." You said softly, walking past him to your drawer where you stored many things, the most used one being a paddle that had the word "bitch" carved into it.

Despite Thor”s hatred for punishment he always loved when you got this one out. He loved feeling powerless to you. Usually he had too much control, he needed to be put in his place once in a while.

"Now, Thor. Why am I about to punish you?" You asked, walking around him once more, tracing the edge of the leather against his sweatpants before setting the paddle aside to tug the cotton down, revealing that he was in fact not wearing boxers.

"Because I... I was treating others unfairly, ma'am." Thor said softly, head bowed and arms bracing himself on your bed. "I... I belittled them for being inferior to a prince..." He added softly, turning his head to the side to rest against the soft mattress.

"That's right, now... I won”t go too hard tough guy. I'll give you ten slaps on each side. That way every time you look in the mirror for the night you'll think of me and you'll know who you belong to." You whispered, grabbing the paddle once more. You rubbed the across his pale cheek softly before bringing it down with a sharp slap.

Thor gasped at the sudden feeling, biting his lip and letting his eyes flutter. You chuckled as you watched the vulgar word appear like magic across the now pink cheek. Without warning you brought it down on the other side and relished in the gasp from Thor.

"That's one, handsome." You whispered, smirking as Thor nodded and took a deep breath, holding it as he waited.

This continued, you aiming your slaps so the word bitch was perfectly imprinted on both of his glowing ass cheeks. Thor was whimpering quietly, his face and neck red from the mild humiliation but you know how he relished in it.

"You did so good baby boy, wanna know what good boys get they take their punishments so nicely?" You hummed as you kneeled down to place a gentle kiss on both sides of the marks, grinning when Thor flinched away and gasped.

Thor mumbled something that you couldn't quite hear, so you gave a sharp smack to his fresh red marks and smirked at his hiss of pain.

"I... I said they get fucked... Ma'am." Thor grumbled, clearly embarrassed at the entire situation. It only made you laugh more as you walked around to one of your drawers. In it was a simple black box about six inches long and four inches wide, when you opened it there were folded silk ribbons laid neatly in it.

You pulled them out and laid them on the bed, then pulled out a sloppily rolled length of rope.

"Stand up. Hold still. I’m going to do your upper body first." You said sharply, watching the god carefully as he rushed to obey.

Despite the fact that you spent nearly twenty minutes working on your intricate kabara knots across Thor's torso he was still painfully erect, it pushed obnoxiously against your hip as you tied the knots as if you've been doing this forever. Then again, three years is kind of a long time.

"On the bed, hold your arms up and spread your legs. We're doing missionary today. Unless I get bored." You commanded, grabbing the silk ties. Thor wordlessly obeyed and you took your time tying a tight knot to the bed post, then around his ankles, and then you worked on his hands, coursing the thin fabric around his wrists, then between them, then around them a few more times. This almost took up the entire foot and a half of ribbon. You added a small little bow with the extra ribbon and smiled as Thor simply looked up at you, cheeks red and eyes wide.

"Hmm... Do we need a gag today? I think we do Thor, after all you've been quite mouthy today to everyone." You hummed in a condescending tone, clicking your tongue as you walked around to the drawer. After a while of gathering items you realized that Thor was clearly needy, and he was just so eager.

"Such an excited little bitch, hmm?" You cooed, laughing when you saw his hips twitched at your voice alone. "I bet I could make a needy little whore like you cum without laying a single hand on you, couldn't I?" You questioned, but before he could answer you continued pulling out items such as lube, a few dildos of varying sizes, and your favourite, along with Thor’s, your strap.

"I wont gag you right now... But if you’re too fucking loud I'll gag you right then and there." You growled, leaning over him with a cold hand on his throat, applying a gentle pressure. Thor nodded and took in a shaking breath as you backed away to spread everything out. You then peeled off your shirt and slid your pants down your legs but left everything else on, knowing how exposed Thor would feel since he was the only one naked. You had taken off your underwear because it would both be comfier and come in handy if the time comes.

Moments of silence passed as Thor watched you put the strap on, securing it tight before climbing to sit between his legs which you had spread wide. You grabbed your well used bottle of lube and slicked your finger tips, rubbing them against his hole.

The contact forced Thor to shiver and glance down at you as best as he could from this angle, you ignored him and slid your middle finger in to the knuckle, then added your ring finger.

You moved them in and out for a while before pulling them out and wiping them on the blanket on your bed.

"You're so used to taking things up your ass Thor, such a fucking cock slut for me. God... Imagine if someone like your own brother walked in right now. What would he think of his older brother, the god who's supposed to be king soon enough." You tutted, smirking as you watched his hips cant up into nothing at all. You grabbed the smallest toy in the line, it was only five inches long or so, solid black, not even a full inch and a half thick.

After you slicked it with lube it slid in with ease, quickly being pushed in all the way. Thor's reaction was an immediate press down as a demand for more. He moaned out as you thrusted the toy into him, met with minimal resistance. "God, such a fucking greedy whore. Bet you'd be so embarrassed to even face the team if they caught you like this huh? God forbid someone in Asgard found out, imagine ruling people who know you take my cock every single time there’s a fight." You growled, giving Thor's thigh a sharp lap. He writhed in his place and tried fucking back onto the toy.

"Stop being such a dirty bitch, Thor. You'll get what you want in the end." You glared at him as you pulled this toy out and skipped the next size, going up to the last one. It was seven inches, a realistic girth to it. "Such a little whore, can't even wait long enough for me to stretch you." You scolded, lubing this shaft as well before easily sliding it in. This time you were met with a little resistance and you paused to let Thor adjust to it before pushing in to its hilt. He moaned aloud and you surged forward to slap a hand over his mouth. "Shut. Your. Mouth." You said in a low, threatening ton. Thor whimpered but nodded nonetheless.

You began thrusting this toy much faster, really ramming it into Thor and using his hole as you pleased. He tried to bite back his desperate moans but he was usually so vocal it was so difficult tonight.

"Thor, I mean it. You may wanna be humiliated in front of everyone here but I don't want the team to see me half naked. Do I make myself clear?" You said sharply, he took a deep breath and nodded, closing his eyes and fucking back against this silicone cock as if his life depended on it.

After a while of fucking into the gods was you pulled it out and smirked at his loud whine from the loss. You grabbed the lube and slicked your strap before rubbing the excess on his gaping hole.

Thor pushed down against the tip of the faux cock and it made absolute shivers run through his entire body. You chuckled and pushed in finally, watching and glaring as Thor let out a loud, drawn out moan. You reached up and without warning slapped him directly across his cheek, the skin immediately turning red. You grabbed the panties you had hastily tossed aside and shoved them in his open mouth balled up.

"Maybe now you'll learn to shut your fucking mouth." You spat before thrusting into him, bracing yourself on the mattress before really picking up speed and thrusting hard into him.

You heard his moans and whines but they were much more quiet now, less likely to draw attention.

"Poor little Thor. It seems like you want to cum, already? Here everyone is thinking you're a real tough guy, but behind closed doors you're nothing more than a worthless whore for me to fuck whenever it please." You spoke, your tone harsh and icy. Thor nodded eagerly and arched his back when the strap had slid perfectly against his prostate.

Thor couldn't speak, he couldn't move even as you pounded into him, whining and whimpering as you said some of the dirtiest things that sent sparks down his legs and back up to his groin.

"Cum if you want, Thor. I'll just keep fucking my hole until I'm bored." You shrugged, smirking when the gods back arched sharply off the soft bed and his hips thrusted in the air then back against you, then back again up.  

He desperately needed someone to touch his cock, it was clear. The large shaft was pulsating and the swollen head was an angry red nearing a mean purple at this point. You laughed at the pathetic sight of Thor beneath you, legs spread wide, intricate knots across the entirety of his torso, a pair of balled up blue panties shoved in his mouth and the look of genuine tears beginning to stream down his cheeks.

"Aw, poor little Thor. You look so good like this, tied up so I can use you however I want to." You giggled as you pounded into Thor's hole.

Suddenly the gods eyes rolled back and his hips arched sharply. You watched in pure amusement as Thor came untouched, cum dribbling out of his tip and leaking down onto his pelvis. You took pity on him and grabbed the hypersensitive shaft, quickly pumping it in time with your fast, precise thrusts that nailed his prostate.

Thor practically screamed at the sudden touch, throwing his head back and rolling it against the pillow. Tears flowed in much heavier now that you decided to throw in this post orgasm torture to the mix of everything.

He didn't even have time to get soft, you kept thrusting into him as if you owned him, which wouldn't be far from the truth at this point.

"Thor want me to stop? Too sensitive to keep taking my cock, huh?" You belittled, laughing as he flinched when you delivered a sharp slap to his thigh. "Well suck it up, I want you to cum again. Then we'll be done." You said sharply.

Thor understood and went pliant under you once more, letting you do as he pleased. You aimed thrusts to rub against his prostate nicely, causing Thor to moan around the cloth in his mouth. He was still fully hard, his cock bouncing with every hard thrust into him.

"Come on, Thor. You know how much you like my cock. You know it makes you wanna cum again." You teased, once again wrapping your fist around the hard shaft.

You timed your thrusts and the movement of your hand once more, hitting it all perfectly. Thor’s muscles were all taut as he basked in the pleasure thrumming through his veins. You watched his reactions closely before suddenly he came again, his back arching and his hips lazily thrusting into your tight fist.

"That’s it, Thor. Let yourself go." You cooed, smirking as he spurted out cum in long strings. It landed on his torso, up to his chest even.

You only pulled out once you were sure Thor was done. He laid in the bed, practically asleep. You got off of him and walked around the bed, untying the ribbon before working on untying the difficult knots across his chest. Thor laid there, panting softly as he watched you. You chuckled as you plucked your underwear from his mouth and tossed them on the floor.

"You did good, Thor. Maybe you'll actually learn who’s in charge." You said as you cleaned up, put things away, and got redressed.

"Where are you going?" He asked curiously as you put everything back on except your underwear which were now soaked in his saliva. You turned to look at him from the door.

"I have things to do, Thor. I have to go talk to Steve about the next mission." You said before walking out and shutting the door softly.

When you came down to the main floor to find Steve you found Tony looking at you with wide eyes, gaping as if he saw a ghost.

"What?"

"You realize I have cameras. Right?" Tony asked, your eyes widened and suddenly you and him were both laughing, leaning onto each other for support.

"Uh. Yeah anyways, don't talk to Thor about it because I'm sore after all of that and I'd rather not go another round. Wheres Cap?" You asked as you walked to where Tony points.

You ignore everything else the older man said as you walked off, flipping him off when he made a ridiculous comment.

You would have a field day with this, next time.

I would die for this man.

Hey loves, I'll get to requests after putting out this very next piece, I figured since New Recruit is apparently my top post I'll write an additional chapter! I've been working on it all day today and it should be out very soon 😌

Imagine Loki getting turned on when you wear a horse mask.

Sooo...

Okay, lads, ladies, and other kind folk.

I am working on multiple different one shots as of currently.

I have been trying to work on them when I can but it is a difficult process so do forgive me for being so silent for so long.

If you like my works please reblog my stuff, send me stuff, message me and strike up a conversation, anything please. :) it would be greatly appreciated.

Also soft Loki steals all my uwu's.

Hey guys I'm gonna be re-writing Casual, I didnt like the way it turned out and I just really want to enjoy the work I put out as well, sorry if it's an inconvenience to any of y'all but I'll try to get it out soon ❤❤

Solo Steve

Prompt: Steve relaxes in a nice shower. Warnings: Steve beats his dick in a shower, masturbation Words: 691 (It's a masturbation scene sue me) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve tosses his sweaty, dirty clothes in his laundry basket. He shivers at the chilled air and turns on the hot water. He doesn't have to wait long for the water to heat up and he's stepping in.

The warmth is an instant gift as it washes over him, the grime from the day sliding off of his body and down the drain. His mind wanders, initially going over the mission, the people they saved. Then they wander further, all of the people he's helped save. Including a beautiful brunette who happily offered him a personal thank you.

Steve, of course, declined the offer. He didnt know the woman, she didn't know him. But god, if they did know each other.

Her name was Carter. She had beautiful wavy hair that fell so naturally around her face. She had just ran for cover from a massive explosion and not a single hair was out of place. Her eyes were a charming hazel with dark, long lashes framing them. Her freckles dotted across her nose, and her lips were painted a deep red, one that Steve was all too familiar with.

She wore a black pencil skirt, a black button up tucked into it. Work, she said hastily as she dusted it off. The outfit hugged her lower half well, Steve would never admit to staring at her rear as she walked away but it's exactly what he did. He enjoyed watching as her ass bounced lightly with her steps. Her legs were strong, looked even stronger with the heels she wore.

All in all she looked genuinely perfect. To Steve's standards, that is.

His mind really began to wander now, as he finished washing his hair and began washing the day off his body. The heat from the water adding to the heat he felt stirring low.

Celene offered an absolutely sinful reward for his heroic actions.

Offered to take Steve back to her place for the night, make the captain feel better than he ever has. Her voice was so sweet, as if she didn't know exactly what she was offering.

Steve could already imagine watching those ruby lips, kissing down his body, hands following her mouth before she settled to her knees. She'd look up at Steve with these doe eyes as she sank those lips down on him, dragging each and every sound she could from Steve's open mouth.

Steve could imagine as she'd sit on his lap, her skirt pushed up to her waist as she faced away and wiggled side to side, she probably wouldn't even be wearing anything under the skirt.

He could feel as she slowly brought herself down onto him until she was fully seated on his lap. He'd grab and squeeze that round ass, maybe give it a few sharp slaps before rolling up into her.

As Steve imagined this his hand squeezed and pumped himself, the pleasure multiplied simply by the daydream alone.

"Oh, fuck."

He'd grunt as she pleased the both of them, moaning aloud and calling out his title.

They'd switch positions, she'd be on her knees, face buried in the pillow as Steve jerks her wrists behind her back with one hand, thrusting into her and watching in delight as her ass bounced with each rough thrust he delivered.

She'd moan into the pillows, crying out and begging for him to tell her to cum, the sheer power rush Steve got from that alone made him needier.

Steve grunted softly as he thrusted into his hand, his eyes squeezed shut and his head tipped back.

Images of this woman in varying staged of pleasure kicked him into his orgasm.

It was the most intense orgasm he's had in months, it knocked the wind out of him and left him dizzy. He had to sit down on the bench in the shower, catching his breath and watching as the remains of the heavy orgasm washed down the drain.

That woman was going to be in his memory, for a long, long time.

So I’m re-writing Casual, it’s gonna be quite different than it was at first. There’s gonna be a tad bit more build-up. Basically I’m 6k words and just now getting to the first heated exchange.

Do you have a master list?

I do not! I uh 😅😅 I actually dunno how to even go about making one because it's never crossed my mind to make one before

"I can do this all day," 

⭐Happy Birthday Rogers⭐

(July 4th, 1918)