Chapter 53|Wings

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My eyes scanned the leather-bound tome. I groaned as twin pricks of pain throbbed again. I gave up on trying to focus on the book and shoved it aside. I buried my head in my palms as another wave of pain washed over me. Forest green edged my peripheral vision. "Darling, are you alright?" Loki asked from my bed. My eyes widened. "I'm perfectly alright. Did I wake you up?" I crossed the room over to the man stretched in the elven silk sheets. "You have wings." Loki groggily assessed. I giggled, then winced from the pain it caused. "First your hair and now this." He commented. 

"I didn't think they would ever grow in for me. I suppose it was a magical thing. Whatever was tying me down emotionally is gone." I pondered. "They're very pretty, love." Loki reached out to caress the tips he could reach. They were almost fully in. Apparently, growing wings was a fast, painful process. I slumped onto the bed as another wave of flashing pain crossed my back. Loki caught me before I could face plant. "It's okay, I got you." I curled up in his arms, shifting my head as to not stab him with my horns. 

"I think they're done growing." I muttered as I gripped his sleep shirt. Untangling myself from his limbs, I padded into my bathroom to study them. The wings looked like translucent poplar leaves. "Your wings are so pretty, my love." Loki appeared behind me, gently stroking my wings. I shivered at the new feeling. I spun on my heels, facing Loki. He leaned down to kiss me. I swiped my tongue across his lips, asking for entrance. He obliged, parting his lips. We made out for a few minutes.

Content Warning: Smut

Loki scooped me up in his arms, careful of my wings. We exited my bathroom. "Do you want to?" He asked, setting me on my bed. I smirked, tracing my fingers against the outline of muscles through his shirt. "Yes, Loki." My handsome boyfriend grinned and snapped his fingers. Green magic swirled around my door, locking it and making the room soundproof. We had learned our lesson last time. I slid my hand under his shirt, feeling up his toned abdomen. I pulled it off, tossing it to the side. Loki gripped my ass, lifting me up to him considering I was around a foot shorter than him. 

I trailed kisses down his jaw and onto his neck. Loki's breath hitched as I began to suck on his sweet spot. I then began to nip over his chest, using my fangs to leave little love bites. Wetness pooled in my underwear as Loki ran his fingers through my hair. I tightened my legs around his torso. Loki gently lifted up my jaw, pressing kisses to my neck. I let out a low moan as he sucked on my sweet spot.

Loki hooked his fingers on my leggings, sliding them off. I tugged off of his pants. Loki got impatient and used his magic to take of the rest of our clothing. He picked me up and laid me down on the bed, spreading my legs. I raised an eyebrow, grinning as I flipped him onto the bed. Loki's breath hitched as I began to run my fingers down his large, erect penis. I grinned as I took my hand away.

Loki lifted his hips, needing more stimulation. I settled my self onto him, then started bouncing. "Fuck... that feels good." He moaned. The sound of skin slapping and soft moans filled the air as I sped up. "Scream my name, Lokes." I said, my voice husky. My boyfriend obliged, yelling my name with pleasure. A knot formed in my lower gut, tightening with every thrust. "Ah~" I moaned as I squirted my juices onto Loki's dick. I rode the pleasure from my body. A cold liquid filled my insides, signifying Loki had finished. "Sorry, my love." I laid a gentle kiss on Loki's forehead. "That's quite alright, my love." Loki carried me to the bathroom to clean up, then we cuddled in my bed.

End of Smut.

A knock resonated on the wood of my door. "Yes?" I called out. Steve's voice was muffled through the walls. "Breakfast is ready, Clint made chocolate chip pancakes." "Thank you, Steve." I yelled through the door. Loki's eyes lit up at the mention of pancakes. We both got dressed and went down to the kitchen for breakfast.



(A/N)
Man it's been a hot minute since I've updated. Sorry for that. On another note, y'all's comments add a few years to my lifespan.

-Author-Chan <3

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