Everytime Loki Uses Magic:

hufflepuff~istp~libra~foodie~badger patronus~request for @generalblizzarddreamer

thanks for your patience :)

their girl (s.b x y/n x r.l)

requested: yes! [Could you do a remus dom x reader sub x sirius dom where sirius and remus have an innocence and corruption kink? And like maybe Sirius wants to watch Remus and the reader “play” kinda? Thank u] send in your own request here!

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cw/tw: fem!reader, poly!relationship, innocence!kink, corruption!kink, degradation, voyeurism (?)

word count: 3.5k

a/n: this is my first poly!fic!! also i've never written innocence/corruption kinks so i hope it turned out alright! :) please reblog/follow/like to boost! x

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It's been a chaotic few months for you.

Having gotten into a relationship with not one, but two of the hottest, most popular boys at Hogwarts, you were really thrown into the deep end of the whole relationship.

It wasn't that you'd never been in a relationship before, you'd had sex once. You definitely weren't as experienced as the two of them.

The boys loved seeing you blush – taking turns whispering filthy words into your ears in the Common Room, lingering touches on your thigh, not-so-subtle winks promising more.

But never actually doing more.

It seemed they had made it their personal mission to push you to the edge, and ruin you.

⚔︎.

"What did you say bunny?"

You were sat in between Remus's legs, the boy's lips trailing lazy kisses along your neck, an act that made you shudder. Sirius sat at the end of the bed, leaning against the frame as he twirled his wand in his hand, smirking at the words he can't believe you'd finally uttered.

"You heard me... Don't make me repeat it Siri..."

A tongue darted out to tease your earlobe as Remus' hands began to run up and down your body, drawing circles on your thigh as you blushed.

"Pretty girl wants us to take care of her, hmm?"

You nibbled on your lip as you nodded, almost ashamed at the fact that you'd asked it of your boyfriends.

That you'd asked them to have sex with you.

"Not so innocent are you, little Y/N? Want Remmy and I to fuck you, hmm?"

You let out a little whine as you nodded, Remus's hand having made its way up towards your skirt, tracing dangerously close to your panties.

"Words, bunny. Wanna hear you say it."

The deeper timbre of the boy behind you sent shivers down your spine, his words muttered against your neck.

"I-, I want you to fuck me, please."

A deep chuckle sounded as the boy's fingers brushed against your clothed cunt, feeling your wetness seep through the thin lace.

"So wet for us already baby, and I haven't even done anything."

Sirius moved closer towards the two of you, his wand tossed onto the bedside table and his lips crashing into yours, your hands moving to grab his tie, pulling him closer into you.

"Such a pretty girl Y/N." Sirius murmured against your lips, his hands moving up pull your blouse lightly.

"Can I, baby?"

You nodded, Sirius' fingers making quick work of your school blouse, unbuttoning them and revealing your bra-clad breasts, the pureblood sucking in a deep breath at the sight of them covered in white lace.

"Beautiful."

Your blouse was thrown somewhere to the side, Remus' hands moving away from your bottoms towards your back, unclasping your bra, causing the straps to fall down from your shoulders.

"Oh!"

The sudden movement made you shy, your hands moving to hold the thin fabric to your chest, feeling embarrassed for no reason.

"Don't hide from us love, want to see all of my bunny, yeah?"

Remus's calloused hands came to rub yours, coaxing them away from the defensive motion. His lips returned to your neck, this time moving down to your left shoulder blade as Sirius cupped your jaw, looking into your eyes.

"Has nobody ever seen you naked love?"

You blushed harder as the bra fell from your grasp, your breasts revealed to the cold air in the dorm.

"Um, no, not exactly. You know I've only done this once before..."

Both boys' jaws clenched at the mention of someone else having been inside you before them, but their cocks hardened at the thought of your innocence, ready to be corrupted by the two of them.

"Well, you can't be shy with us bunny. Gonna make you feel good, yeah?"

Remus moved out from behind you, pressing you down gently so you lay against the pillows. Sirius moved up to press kisses on your torso, his hands pulling your skirt and panties down your legs, the movement making you squeal.

"Siri!"

The boys tutted simultaneously at your outcry, the Black boy spreading your legs as he did so, making you blush further.

"My baby's already so wet. Not so innocent are we, hmm? Want Remmy and I to fuck you? Want us to use your pretty little pussy baby?"

The filthy words made your entire body shudder, the red hue your skin began to take on almost looking identical to the crimson sheets you were spread out upon.

Your naked body was now on display, the first time your body had been seen properly by someone else, not hidden half under some boy's blanket and your undone school uniform.

Goosebumps rippled on your skin as you nodded to the boys, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you spread your legs a little further, turning impossibly more red at the bold movement. The boys groaned at your movement, your innocent face and stature wildly contrasted by the action.

"Yes Siri, want you two to fuck me. Want you two to use my pussy please."

Sirius smirked at your words, Remus sitting back down by his boyfriend to give him a deep kiss. As Sirius' tongue slipped into the werewolf's mouth, his hand moved up the brunette's leg to squeeze his cock lightly, breaking away to motion towards you.

"You can have her first Remmy. Wanna watch the two of you play."

⚔︎.

Remus had stripped after you nodded your agreement to Sirius' words, his toned and scarred body revealed to you in its entirety, your eyes trailing up and down his figure as you waited for him to move towards you.

Sirius had sat back in the same spot that he was in previously, leaning against the frame yet again as one leg dangled over the side, with the other laying flat on the mattress, spreading his legs in a way that made his cock strain through the fabric.

Remus knelt between your spread legs in one fell movement, now entirely naked as his hands trailed up your bare legs, the movement making you shiver slightly.

"So gorgeous baby."

One hand left your legs to pull at his erect cock, your eyes darting down to look at his member as you sat up slightly, propping yourself up on your forearms placed on the pillows.

"R-Re?"

Remus's eyes moved to meet your gaze, worry clouding his gaze as he noticed that yours was filled with the same emotion.

"What's wrong puppy?"

You swallowed, wetting your lips as you moved to sit on your legs, your hands resting on your thighs as you shuffled to be closer towards your boyfriend.

"C-can I give you, um, I mean, can I suck you off?"

You barely registered Sirius muttering a low 'fuck' as he heard your words, his hand moving to squeeze his cock lightly through his pants.

You could've sworn you saw Remus's cock grow harder as he stood up onto his knees, looking down at you with a soft smile.

"If you want to baby."

Your hands moved slowly to grip Remus softly, the action making him groan. You squeezed the base of his cock tentatively, uncertain of what to do as you peered up at the boy, eyes questioning what your next move ought to be.

"Re?"

The boy hummed as he looked down at you, an eyebrow hitched upwards as he watched you.

"I've never done this before... Can you tell me what to do?"

You could practically hear Sirius give up on trying to get himself off through his pants, unzipping his jeans to pull them and his underwear down to his mid-thigh and pump himself slowly, admiring you from where he sat.

"Course puppy, y'so good to me. Just open wide f'me first yeah?"

You obediently opened your mouth, staring at Remus as his hand slowly guided your head closer towards his cock. Your lips wrapped around his head as your tongue cushioned the bottom, admiring the boy's musky, cinnamon like smell that you'd become so familiar with.

"So good baby, now try to bob your head slowly? See if you can take as much of me as possible yeah?"

You nodded as much as you could, taking more of the werewolf's cock into you mouth and choking slightly as the head hit the back of your throat, your hand wrapping around the parts your mouth didn't manage to envelop.

"Fuck, so good to me pup."

You hummed slightly at the compliment, Remus' hand in your hair guiding your head up and down his length slowly, gradually hastening his pace.

"Such a pretty little whore for us Y/N."

Sirius's words made you whine around Remus' cock, the vibrations making the boy above you moan and buck his hips, causing you to choke again as he hit the back of your throat.

"She any good Moony? As innocent as she seems? Or is our babygirl better at sucking cock than she lets on."

Remus' head lulled back as he moaned loudly, your tongue swirling and teasing his head experimentally.

"S'a fucking natural Pads."

Your eyes left the sight of the boy above you, darting over to look at the chaser who was lazily pulling at his cock, your hand grabbing at the thin air as you looked at him.

You pulled your mouth off of Remus's cock for a second, the loss of warmth and contact making the boy whine but you ignored him, your one hand still pumping his cock as you turned to Sirius, biting your lip gently.

"Siri, I can help you too..."

Remus moan out, guiding your mouth back onto his cock his cock, his hand pushing your head forward. But your eyes never left Sirius, watching as the boy made his way back over to the two of you, standing on his knees, mirroring his boyfriend's actions. His cock stood proudly and you felt your cunt dampen even more at the sight of it, your hand wrapping tentatively around Sirius as you bobbed your head on Remus's length.

You began pumping your hand up and down Sirius's length at the same rhythm as your mouth on Remus, the boys moaning out in unison as you squeezed both of their bases.

"Such a pretty little slut for us baby."

Remus's free hand moved to caress your face lightly, the words melting from his lips as Sirius pulled the taller boy into himself, moaning into each other's lips as you whined around Remus's cock, your hand tugging harshly on the pureblood's cock.

"Are you jealous baby? Want our attention on you, hmm?"

Sirius grabbed ahold of your hair, pushing you further down onto Remus's length, causing you to choke around him.

"What a fucking needy whore."

⚔︎.

It didn't take long for both boys' cocks to start twitching, Remus holding your head in place as his hips began setting the pace, thrusting into your mouth with stuttered moans leaving his mouth alongside every movement. Sirius's hips began moving as well, craving the friction your hand provided as his orgasm built as well, his cock twitching in your hand

A soft "I'm gonna cum!" was all the warning you received from the taller boy, thick spurts of white hitting the back of your throat, cutting off your oxygen supply for a moment. Seeing his boyfriend in ecstasy seemed to push Sirius over the edge as well, letting out a pornographic moan as he came, coating your tits and hand in his seed.

Remus pulled out gingerly from your mouth, a breathless "Swallow" coming from his mouth, the warm fluid running down your throat as you followed his instructions. The boys watched you as you did, mesmerized in the way you glistened under the dim lighting, perspiration and cum coating your skin.

"So pretty for us bunny, such a good girl."

You smiled innocently, juxtaposing the bead of cum mixed with spit running down your lower lip.

"Wanna feel good now puppy?"

You nodded up at Remus, looking at Sirius for a quick moment who ducked down to press a quick kiss on your forehead, moving back to the position he was sat in earlier.

"Go ahead Rem. Wanna watch."

⚔︎.

Still sat on your knees, Remus pushed you lightly down on to the pillows, your body bouncing slightly on the mattress. Remus quickly followed you down, kissing you lightly – almost innocently – if not for the knee that nudged your legs apart, followed by the hand that trailed to your soaking cunt.

The werewolf's skilled fingers rubbed your lower lips tenderly, making your hands wrap around his neck as he drew out a moan that faded out against his lips, before pushing his forefinger into your tight hole, stretching you out in a way that you hadn't experienced in a long time.

"You're so tight pup, feel so good around my finger."

You mewled against the boy's lips, your hips bucking as he entered a second, curling them slightly. Your breath hitched as his other hand moved down to rub your sensitive nub, Remus's mouth leaving yours to pepper kisses on your neck.

"You like that bunny?"

You nodded fervently at Sirius, your eyes squeezing shut as you moaned out loudly, unable to keep in the sounds of pleasure any longer, forgoing any facade of embarrassment.

"I can tell. Moaning like a little slut for us. Just begging for cock, hmm?"

You could only whine as you felt your orgasm quickly building, the onslaught of attention you were receiving a wild contrast to the pent up sexual frustration you were used to.

"Need to cum Re."

You only received a nip on the neck in response, the brunette sucking a hickey into the unmarked skin, a trace of tonight that will be left for all to see.

"You've got to ask nicely baby, otherwise Moony's not gonna let you."

Whining, your hands moved to pull lightly at Remus's hair, making him pause and look up at you, lips slightly swollen from kissing and biting your skin. Although his mouth was no longer in action, Remus's hands still continued in their ministrations, drawing fast circles on your clit as he pumped three fingers in and out of you, making your eyes draw close for a second before looking back at him.

"Re, please, can I cum please?"

Tears welled in your eyes as the intense need to release grew to be too much to handle, and Remus smiled at the sight, placing a soft kiss on your left collarbone.

"Course pup, such a good girl for asking. Cum f'me."

You cried out in relief, a tear escaping your eyes as they squeezed shut, tightening around Remus's fingers as you let go, waves of pleasure running through your body as your legs shook.

As you came down from your orgasm, Remus pulled his fingers out of you, placing a soft kiss on your right collarbone before moving back up to look into your eyes.

"Suck, love."

His fingers were covered in you, and your mouth dropped open to suck on them lightly, swirling your tongue to clean his fingers properly.

"D'you think you can keep going puppy?"

The tall boy's eyes were clouded with concern as he looked down at you, relieved as you nodded, your legs spreading shyly as they shook slightly in a bout of post-orgasmic bliss.

"Want you inside me Re."

Your words were but a whisper, yet it still caught the attention of both boys, the werewolf's eyes darkening at your words.

"Anything you want, my love."

⚔︎.

Remus lifted your legs, gripping your thighs as he pulled you closer towards him, before pumping himself slightly. He drew the tip of his cock up and down your soaked lips, making you moan at the feeling on your sensitive cunt.

He pushed the tip into you slowly, your walls stretching around him, the tightness making both of you moan out in unison. You held onto Remus's shoulders tightly, your nails digging into his skin as he pushed into you further, a soft cry of pain escaping you as he bottomed out.

"You okay puppy?"

Your eyes squeezed shut as you bit your lip harshly, your walls pulsing around him as you tried to get used to his size, the boy groaning in pleasure at how good you felt around him.

"You're so fucking tight love."

Your eyes fluttered open for a second, your head lulling to the side to see Sirius tugging on his cock, teasing the tip with his thumb as he watched the two of you. His shirt had come off at some point, and you admired his quidditch-toned body for a moment before looking back up at Remus.

"Look so pretty with Rem's cock inside you bunny, feel good?"

You whined, shaking your head as you shifted your hips under the boy.

"Hurts, Remmy's too big."

Remus pressed a kiss to your lips softly, bracing himself as he fought the need to move his hips, waiting for you get used to his size.

"Hurts, bunny? Poor baby, hmm?"

Sirius mocked you through pouted lips, his hand slowly pumping his shaft as he watched you, his eyes narrowed in mock concern.

"You're the one that was begging for his cock just now, weren't you?"

Whining, you tried to deny it but the pain slowly turned to pleasure, and your whines turned into a slight moan, biting down on your lip as you dug your nails into Remus's shoulders further, grinding your hips up into the boy's.

"Can I move now love?"

You nodded fervently, legs wrapping around the boy's hips as he pulled out of you slowly, his hands pulling your waist to lift you higher before pushing back into you. His hips began thrusting in and out of you slowly, picking up the pace with every movement.

With every thrust, the pleasure seemed the grow, your face twisting in pleasure and your moans growing louder. Remus seemed to be encouraged by the lewd sounds you made, thrusting quicker and quicker, so much so that your body jolted with each movement.

“You feel so good pup, fuck, so good f’me.”

Your eyes fluttered open to look at Remus for a second, admiring the way his handsome face was focused and scrunched up in ecstasy. He shifted your hips higher, and in that moment you felt him hit something inside you that made you let out a soft scream, the contact sending sparks of pleasure up your body.

“Re! Fuck, please do that again. Please.”

Remus slammed his hips back into yours, hitting that pleasurable spot again and again, causing you to let out scream after scream of pleasure. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Sirius’s hand moving at the same pace as Remus, his other hand fondling his balls as his cock leaked dribbles of cum.

“Feel good puppy?”

You nodded, unable to produce words with the feelings of pleasure coursing through your body.

“Can’t speak Y/N? Have you been fucked dumb, bunny?”

You couldn’t deny Sirius’s words as you let out a sharp cry, the stimulation Remus gave you hitting an apex as he dropped his hand to rub your clit, his fingers drawing figure eights on the sensitive nub.

“Just our pretty little cockslut, yeah Y/N? Begging and screaming for our cocks.”

Your moans only grew louder at Sirius’s filthy words, your second orgasm of the day bubbling inside you quickly.

“Like that? Like being our little cockslut? What are you Y/N?”

Sirius’s moans interrupted his words, his own orgasm building alongside yours and Remus’s, his hand growing sloppy in its pumps as he watched the two of you, fighting to keep his eyes open in ecstasy.

“I’m yours, your pretty little cockslut.”

Your walls began tightening around Remus, making the boy moan out as his hips stuttered, almost unable to keep moving at the euphoric feeling.

“Fuck, bunny, can I cum inside you?”

You nodded your assent, hands moving from the boy’s shoulders up to his neck, pulling him closer down towards you as you both moaned simultaneously, reaching your climaxes in unison. Your lips met as both of you moaned out, your hips gyrating in pleasure as you rode out your orgasm.

Faintly, you registered Sirius cumming alongside the two of you, his low moan and muttered explicits leading to him painting his abs with a thin white coating.

Slowly, Remus pulled himself out of your tender body, your legs shaking as he did. He collapsed beside you.

Sirius got up slowly, stepping fully out of his pants that had clung to his mid-thigh during this entire predicament. He stood above you, holding your chin tenderly to admire you in your post-orgasmic state.

Your eyes were dilated, chest heaving as you tried to regain your composure. He tilted your head up, smirking slightly at the marks Remus had left on your neck, and his cum drying on your chest.

His thumb swiped your bottom lip, a motion almost featherlight, before pushing it into your mouth softly, your tongue immediately encircling the appendage.

“Our pretty girl.”

I'll tell you a secret... my name 'Sam' is short for 'Samson'.

WHO THE HELL?! ━ imagine!

eddie munson x fem! reader

summary: when eddie munson doesn't find the need to tell the dungeons and dragons club members about his new girlfriend. so imagine dustin's surprise when he visits eddie's trailer and sees it looking impeccably clean.

wc: 956

“Okay, Eddie! I hear you! So it’s just in your living room? On the table beside the sofa? Okay!” Dustin stops his bike beside the Munson trailer, dropping it down onto the dirt as he rushes to the door. “Wait- how the hell am I supposed to get inside?!”

“Did I not give you my keys?”

“No!”

“Damn!”

“Wait! I see someone inside! I’m just gonna knock on the door till they answer. Talk to you later, over and out!” Amidst Eddie’s protests, Dustin turns off the walkie-talkie and strides over to the door. He secretly hopes to himself that it’s not Eddie’s uncle. But shit, who else is going to be in the Munson residence if it wasn’t Eddie or his scary-looking uncle?

He breathes in and out, raising his fist to knock on the door. However, right after his fists land on the door, it falls open as if it wasn’t locked in the first place. 

‘Red flag. Red flag.’ Dustin knew better than to go into a complete stranger’s house. But, this was Eddie’s trailer. The worst thing that can happen is that he can stumble on some disgusting shit, or God bless him, his uncle holding a knife to his chest ready to pop off and kill him. ‘God, please guide me.’

As he walked inside, it seemed empty. There was absolutely no sign of life, but something did scare the living shit out of Dustin. 

The Munson trailer was clean. Clean as fuck. 

Dustin only knew Eddie from the beginning of the school year. But, regardless of the short time, Dustin knew that Eddie hardly took care of himself and would rather focus on anything else other than cleanliness. Shit, he remembers that one time he went inside Eddie’s room and it was laundry day. The stains on that mattress were traumatizing. 

After going through a state of shock, Dustin remembered the reason why he was even in Eddie’s trailer. He began his search for the paper his leader needed, but it was far more difficult to find compared to the simplicity Eddie emphasized. Dustin cursed him under his breath, opening up every drawer on every table by the one sofa in the entire living room. 

However, Dustin was so focused on his search, that he completely went deaf to the sounds of movement behind him. 

“Hey! Who the fuck are you?!” Dustin almost fell back at the sheer terror he just felt surge through his heart. His breaths began to get erratic. Seeing a really, really pretty woman standing with only a shirt and…shorts? Or were they panties? He didn’t know. But it was fucking scary. Or hot? He didn’t know. “Hello?!? You better say who you are before I call the cops!”

“Wait! Wait! Eddie sent me here! He sent me to get something for the campaign! My name is Dustin! Dustin Henderson!” Dustin raised his hands up in defence, not seeing the woman’s shoulders deflate in relief. She chuckles, prompting Dustin to lower his hands. “W-Wha-”

“God, I’m sorry. Did I forget to lock the door again? Shit. I’m gonna get myself killed one day. Anyway, the paper he forgot is actually on the kitchen counter. I put it there figuring out he was gonna come back.” She walks past him. 

‘Oh jeeze.’ Dustin tries not to look at them, only looking forward to where the paper was. 

“Here you go, sorry about earlier. I just got scared is all. Did he drive you here?”

“No…I biked here.” He blinks twice at you, becoming nervous at your gaze staring him down. 

“Oh my god! Really? Do you want some water? What about a cookie? Oh wait! I baked some cookies earlier, I was really bored. Can you bring some to the DnD club, please? Eds loves them…” As you ramble on about cookies and water, Dustin can’t help but gaze at your beautiful features. Your voice was also soothing, and shit, you look like you give the best hugs. “Shit, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Y/N, Eddie’s girlfriend. Nice to finally meet you, Dustin!”

‘Now I know why Eddie hides you.’

–

“Fuck! Look who finally decides to turn up! Henderson, what took you so long?” Eddie walks up to Dustin, eyebrows furrowing in search of the paper he asked him to get. “Did you get the paper-”

“You son of a bitch!”

“Excuse me?”

“I should be saying ‘excuse me’! I get sent, for a paper, and y’know what I find? Hm?” Dustin looks around the room past Eddie, trying to show them validation for his anger. “The most beautiful and shit, best baker, I have ever met in my life!” After his last statement, Dustin shoves the container of cookies at his (now ex) idol’s chest. 

Eddie, though initially confused at Dustin’s anger, finally understands why when he sees your signature chocolate chip cookies. You always add M&Ms, saying that they ‘add a pop of colour’ to them. Not that he minded. He loved it. 

“I don’t get why you’re angry-”

“Bitch?! You have to show them off! Sell these cookies for God’s sakes! Bring her to meetings! Shit! Do I have to teach you how to be a good boyfriend?!?” Dustin drops his bag, groaning at Eddie’s ‘stupidity’. “Let’s get on with the game!”

Eddie looks at Dustin, then at the container in his hands. 

It wasn’t like he was hiding you. Eddie smiles to himself, propping open the lid and eating one cookie. 

Eddie just thinks that you’re his little secret. Only he gets to eat your cookies. Dustin just happened to stumble upon them. Never again though.

“Hey, Eddie, can we try some of those cookies-”

“Fuck off Gareth.”

stranger things, starring: these guys (via)

Hi- may I ask for a Loki x reader, for their anniversary as a couple, reader decides to get a tattoo in his honor. A permanent mark in a private place, to ensure how strong their love is enough to put a dedicated brand on her very skin... In the evening of their celebration day, she reveals her "gift" for him... How would Loki respond to such declaration of love? You may choose how fluffy/smutty the story will be, or perhaps you just can make it "smuffy" !

A/N: I think 'smuffy' is my new farvourite word! Hope you like it.

Tattoo You and Loki were sharing a chocolate lava cake. He had picked out a fancy restaurant for your 1-year-anniversary. Both of you had dressed up for the occasion. You were wearing a green dress with long sleeves and a low V-neck. He was wearing an all-black suit. He looked so hot it should be against the law for him to wear it. The whole evening the two of you spend talking and reminiscing about your relationship.

The dessert was finished – Loki had eaten most of it – but you were so full you didn’t mind. You saw that familiar twinkle in his eyes, the one that always shone whenever he had something planned for you. It was your most favourite facial expression of him. You cocked your eyebrow, silently asking the question what he was up to. When you heard the familiar Norse song starting to play, Loki got up and extended his hand.

‘Will you do me the honour of a dance?’ he asked.

You rolled your eyes at his puppy-eyes, but took his hand. He let the two of you away from your table towards the band. He had learned you this dance when you were together for about half a year. Even though you had practiced a lot, you were still thankful that Loki was good at leading. He spun the two of you gracefully around. Other couples that were dancing made a bit more room for the two of you. You had the feeling that multiple people were watching you, but you didn’t care. Right now, all you saw were Loki’s emerald eyes, looking at you with love.

‘How did you even get them to play this song?’ you asked him.

‘I have my ways’ he smiled.

When the song ended he led you back to the table, on it were two glasses of champagne. He winked at you and pulled out your chair.

‘I was going to wait until we got home to give you your gift, but I can’t wait anymore he said.

He conjured up a small rectangle box, beautifully wrapped. He slid over the box to you.

‘Happy anniversary, love’ he said.

You untied the bow and unwrapped the gift. Inside the box was a beautiful golden necklace. At the end hung a green stone. For a moment you didn’t know what to say. You looked at Loki, who didn’t show the amount of certainty on his face as he did a moment ago.

‘You don’t like it?’ he asked a bit hesitant.

‘I love it!’ you quickly answered before he could conclude the wrong thing.

He looked relieved when you answered him. You took the necklace out of the box and unclipped the claps. ‘Can you?’ you asked while holding up the necklace to Loki.

Loki got up from his chair and walked behind you. You moved your hair out of the way, so he could put the necklace around your neck. His fingers softly touched your skin and suddenly your whole body felt like it was on fire. When the necklace was on he gave you a kiss on your cheek and sat back down across from you.

‘I’m glad you like it’ he smiled.

‘It is beautiful! Where did you get it?’ you asked him. Loki always went to the same jewellery story and this necklace didn’t look like something they would have in their collection.

‘It was actually my mother’s’ he said softly.

You put your hand on his and gave it a light squeeze. Loki didn’t like being vulnerable, so you didn’t push it any further. You knew how much this meant to Loki and he knew that you knew. ‘She had great taste’ you smiled.

‘That she had’ Loki chuckled.

‘But on to more pressing matters. You have forgotten to get me a gift’ he smirked.

‘I haven’t forgotten it’ you answered.

‘You have. I looked everywhere in the house and couldn’t find one’ he said.

‘It was in the house, currently it isn’t’ you smirked.

‘If it were, I would have found it. I have found every gift you ever given me’ he said sceptically.

‘Maybe you are losing you touch, trickster’ you smirked.

‘Hmm, no that isn’t it’ he said. You could tell from his face that he was intrigued. ‘So, what have you gotten me?’

‘You’ll see it at home’ you said. While casually sipping your champagne. Loki gave you a fake pout and started to ask for clues. You didn’t give him any, he just had to be patient. When you walked through the door of your shared home Loki immediately pushed you against to wall for a kiss. He lifted you up so you could put your legs around his waist. He walked the two of you to the bedroom and laid you down on your back.

‘You’re sure you haven’t forgotten a gift?’ he asked between kisses.

‘Very sure, you will see soon enough’ you answered.

Loki trailed his kisses down to your neck and your chest, as far as the V-neck would let him. ‘Not that I’m complaining, but we agreed that sex didn’t count’ he smirked. He put his hands around your back and undid the zipper. You were making quick work of his jacket and blouse. When he had slipped your dress of you unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down.

Loki was surprised to see you didn’t wear any underwear. ‘If I knew this, I would have fucked you in the bathroom there’ he growled in your ear. Instead of a response you moaned when you felt his hands on your breasts and his teeth in your neck. He was still wearing underwear and you started to grow frustrated when you felt the fabric against your clit. He deliberately took it slow, knowing it would drive you crazy. When you tried to pull down his underwear he grabbed your wrists with one hand and put them above your head.

‘Loki, please’ you begged.

‘Have patience, love’ he whispered. His tongue was licking every inch of your breasts and your nipples hardened. After a long time, he had you moaning and arching into his touch. He grabbed your knees and put your feet flat on the bed, leaving you completely exposed to him. He magicked his underwear away and started to tease your clit with the tip of his erect cock. You were getting closer to your orgasm when Loki pushed two of his fingers inside of you, slowly massaging your g-spot. Right before you came he retracted his fingers, making you whine.

He smirked ‘You still don’t want to give me my gift?’ he asked, thinking you would scramble out of bed to get it.

‘You’ll see’ you smirked back.

‘That’s it, on all fours. I think it’s time to teach you a lesson about gift giving’ he growled. He quickly flipped you around and you got on your hands and knees. Loki didn’t waist time and entered you in one smooth motion. He was buried bulls deep inside of you. Before he could start to thrust you flipped your hair to the right side of your face, leaving your left shoulder exposed. You felt Loki tense and he halted all his movements.

‘What’s that?’ he asked.

‘A tattoo’ you replied.

‘You painted my symbol on your shoulder?’ his voice was getting lower and you felt his cock twitch inside of you.

‘I did, I wanted to keep a piece of you with me wherever I went’ you replied. You wiggled your ass against him, it was getting harder to concentrate and you really needed Loki to start moving.

‘How- for how long will you wear it?’ he asked.

‘It’s permanent, I can’t remove it’ you answered.

For a moment Loki didn’t respond, you looked back and saw tears starting to form in his eyes. ‘I want everyone to know I’m yours’ you added. A switch in Loki flipped. A growl which could only be described as animalistic emitted from him and made your whole body shake. He forcefully grabbed your hips and started to thrust into you. He was groaning hard, his hand snaked around to your clit and he started to alternate his fingers on your clit with his movements. He had you coming in seconds. He didn’t stop until your second orgasm had washed over you. Then he pushed your upper body down on the bed and started to kiss and bite your shoulder. ‘MINE’ he growled in your ear, making you come for a third time.

You didn’t expect this reaction. Loki seemed utterly possessed and you loved every minute of it. He was fucking you senseless, claiming you like he had never done before. After the fourth time you came hard around his cock, your walls kept clenching. You milked his cock for all he got. Loki didn’t pull out of you. He laid down on his side and pulled you against him, cock still buried balls deep inside of you. He was panting and kissing the shoulder with the tattoo on it. Loki finally had caught his breath ‘I can’t believe you love me so much, that you permanently put my symbol on your skin’ he whispered.

‘Guessing from your reaction, you like it?’ you panted.

‘I love it. And I love you more than anything in the world. I can’t believe how lucky I’m to have found you’ he said while kissing your shoulder.

‘And tonight, I will give you a night you will never forget’ he growled while starting to thrust inside of you again.

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Not So Cocky - Draco Malfoy x Reader

a/n: this is my almost late submission for asteria's 4k challenge!! congrats to @chokemepansy on 4k followers, and i really hope you like this one-shot!!

my first fics on wattpad were literally harry potter, and so writing this was super nostalgic :) lmk if you're a fan of hp writing because it can definitely become my guilty pleasure!!

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

word count: almost exactly 3.5k

warnings: language, jealousy, fluff

prompts used: "is that new?" + "who gave that to you?" + "not so cocky now, are you?"

sneak-peek: draco is obsessive, possessive, and cocky, and you love it.

all dividers are from @firefly-graphics, they are so gorgeous omg!!

main masterlist | harry potter masterlist | draco malfoy

The first snowfall at Hogwarts lays a thin sheet of white over the rooftops, and you watch each little snowflake fall, almost mesmerized by them.

Most of your Ravenclaw friends disliked snow days; to them, it meant red noses, sniffling constantly, getting hit by snowballs, and having to wear an extra scarf in the library. It also meant mid-term tests and more and more stress that you just couldn’t deal with.

That’s why you spent more time with your Gryffindor and Hufflepuff friends this time of the year; they focused on throwing said snowballs, building snowmen, making snow angels, and, when the snow really piled up, going sledding. Even your Slytherin friends could enjoy the fun of the season, and they made the snowball fights even more epic.

Even though you were still a studious Ravenclaw, you were more popular than you would have ever expected. You were scoring high on all your tests, yet you still had time to watch quidditch matches with your friends. You were the nurse’s assistant in the infirmary, yet you could still go on adventures with the Gryffindors.

“Y/N, will you get down from there!” you hear below you, and you start giggling as you look down. Cho Chang, your best friend and roommate, stares up at you. You had used your bedpost to climb all the way up to one of the higher windows in the room, sitting on the window sill. This gave you a much better view of the snow and how it covers Hogwarts like a pearl white blanket.

“Why? It’s so beautiful up here, I could just gaze at this view for hours. Why don’t I come up here more often?” You smirk at her reaction as she rolls her eyes, already tired of you. “You know you love me,” you add in as she starts collecting the pillows off each bed, placing them on the floor in front of you.

She sighs, cracking a small smile. “Of course I do. If you jump forward just a little bit from the ledge, these should break your fall.” You can see her brilliant mind at work, making sure you wouldn’t fall to your death from the jump. It’s only just 10 or 12 feet off the ground; it probably can’t kill you, but you appreciate the concern. “Okay, go.”

On her signal, you jump down from the window sill. The pillows cushion your fall perfectly as you fall right in the center, and you look at her once you’re on your feet again. “I’m impressed, someone’s been doing their physics homework.” She beams back at you, nodding.

“One less trip to the infirmary, right? Now you’ve got to study for your potions exam, I don’t care how you did on your last one.”

You shake your head, helping Cho pick up all the pillows and put them back where she took them from. “Absolutely not, I am not spending the first Saturday of snow season in the dungeon. Potter and his friends are taking me to Hogsmeade this afternoon. Would you like to come with us?”

She looks at you knowingly, raising her eyebrows. “Potter? What do you think I’m going to say?”

You look confused for a moment before catching up with what she’s implying. “Ohhh,” you nod, smiling a little. “Yeah, that would be incredibly awkward. It’s for the best, I’m sure you’d much rather spend all day trying to get that Pepperup potion to not blow up in your face like it did yesterday.” You smile as you think of how red her face got, from the embarrassment and from the rich color of the potion. You had to guide her down the halls past snickering first years as she held her book bag over her face. You spent hours scrubbing the redness off her face, which only irritated her skin more.

“Oh, drop it,” she mutters, but you can see the smile creeping onto her features. “My face still hurts so bad, but you did help me when I needed you… and I guess I should thank you…”

You smile back, taking a seat on your bed. “You’re welcome, and there’s no need to be ashamed. One little potion explosion isn’t going to ruin your life. Trust me, I’ve been through far more embarrassing moments.” You stand up, sighing as you still see how embarrassed she was. “Okay fine. We’ll go down to breakfast and I’ll help you figure out how to make the potion, but I have a hard stop at one o’clock. Sounds good?”

Cho nods, smiling back. “You’re the best, I wouldn’t be asking for your help if I didn’t desperately need it.”

“Oh, you don’t have to tell me,” you tease her, “I already know.”

Students crowd the Great Hall, most of them eating their breakfast while huddling around the frosty windows. “See, Cho, the snow is magnificent over here.”

“Never said it wasn’t, I just said that you shouldn’t risk your life to see it,” she sighs, sitting down at the Ravenclaw table. “We have perfectly good windows on the ground level.”

“Oh no, Y/N is right,” you hear as you take a seat, and you smile to see Luna push herself into the conversation. “Your dormitory has that cement wall in front of the window, which blocks the view. I was actually the first to climb up there, Padma practiced her levitation spell on me to get me down safely.”

Cho looks at you with her eyebrows raised. “Where did you think I got the idea from?” you smile back, shrugging.

Luna smiles as she takes a bite of her pumpkin pasty. “That’s why I had a scar on my cheek last year. Padma is awful at levitation,” she giggles, glancing around for a moment to make sure the Patil sisters aren’t around.

“That’s for sure. You need to lighten up a little, Cho, we only have a few more years left here. Where else can you get free crumpets every morning?” you smile at her, taking one from the basket. “Let’s just eat on the way to-”

“Where are you off to, Y/N? You didn’t even say hello,” you hear from behind you, a pair of hands resting on your shoulders. Blaise. Usually, you’d be disgusted, but you were used to the boy behind you by now.

Blaise Zabini had been chasing you since your first year at Hogwarts, and you never were really able to escape him. The game of hard-to-get you’d play with him was exhausting, and somehow he never let up.

Frankly, you didn’t really care much for him. Yes, he was sometimes kind and was probably wealthy, and he was one of the most handsome guys at Hogwarts… but he could be an outright prick to your friends. Especially your muggle-born friends.

“None of your business,” you mutter with a small smile, but you can tell he would just ignore what you were saying.

“I don’t know about that,” he responds, and you feel a cold, thin chain slide against your neck. “I got you a present, I’d love for you to wear it this morning at the quidditch match.” You look down to see a bright green gem resting against your chest, held up by the necklace he clasps in the back. “Don’t you love it?”

You smile, still confused. “I do,” you say back, trying to sound convincing as you twirl the gem in your fingers.

“No reason… it’s just beautiful, isn’t it? Thought of you when I found it. I’ll see you later, okay?”

“Okay,” you nod, watching him saunter out of the Great Hall. “We are not going anywhere near that quidditch match,” you tell your friends once Zabini is far away, too far to hear anything you could say.

You walk with Cho down to the dungeons to see Professor Snape, a crumpet still in her hand. Reaching the door of the potions classroom, you notice it’s open.

“Come in.” Snape is just around the corner, oddly in his classroom on a Saturday. To be fair, you’re there on a Saturday. “What do you ladies need from me?”

You inch Cho further into the classroom, rolling your eyes at her fear of Snape. “Good morning, professor, Cho and I were just going to practice the Petterup recipe we did yesterday, I know she can get it perfect.”

He nods, looking up from the paper he was reading. “Very well. I’m sure with your help, it won’t be as disastrous as last time.” He eyes Cho, who blushes a bit. Almost as if it was on cue, she accidentally drops the crumpet into a nearby pot filled with an orange potion. The substance boils over instantly, spilling out and onto the floor. Snape sighs quite loudly, clearly annoyed.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go grab some towels to clean up. Start gathering the ingredients, I’ll help you in a moment,” you tell Cho, making your way back out the door.

“Storage closet, just down the hall on your left,” Snape mutters, focusing on his paper.

You listen to Professor Snape’s instructions, getting closer and closer to the Slytherin common room. You open the storage closet, grabbing a few white fluffy towels before closing it. When you do, a familiar face suddenly appears.

“Malfoy!” you jump, gasping as you drop the towels in your hands. He laughs hysterically at you, grabbing the one towel at his feet and letting you do the rest.

“You scare so easily, that’s quite fun!”

Malfoy could be an even bigger problem to you than Zabini. Though they both had the same mind sometimes, treating you the same way, Blaise was working off of practically nothing. You couldn’t deny the way Draco made you feel, butterflies in your stomach whenever he would have a long conversation with you. And he knew that; boy, did he! He could tease you all day if he wanted to.

You sigh as you close the door to the closet, looking at him. “What exactly do you want?”

Instead of answering you, his eyes trail down your chest to the emerald. The one Blaise just got you. “Is that new?” Before you say anything, his hand reaches to touch the gem. He plays with it in his hand, just as you had fiddled with it earlier.

“Yes, it actually is. Isn’t it pretty? I held it up to the light earlier, and…”

“Who gave it to you?” You look into his eyes, seeing him staring right back into yours. He’s serious, and you can feel him practically pulling on the necklace.

You tug the gem out of his grasp as you hold the towels in one hand, slowly backing away. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” The potions classroom is just a few doors down, I just need to…

He rolls his eyes, moving towards you faster than you had anticipated. “I very much would like to know, why don’t you just tell me?”

“Because it’s a secret, just let it go,” you counter, backing up more. You could see the fire in his eyes, the way his eyes almost bore into your skin.

“Just. Tell. Me.” His voice drips of jealousy, and you can’t help but smile.

You sigh. “Fine, but don’t get too upset. Blaise gave it to me this morning at breakfast, he said-”

“Blaise?!” His eyebrows raised as he stopped walking. “What, is he your new boyfriend now?”

You roll your eyes, holding the towels tighter. “Shut up, Malfoy, you know he’s not! He’s your best friend anyway; if he was, you should be happy for him.”

Draco looks as if he could hunt down Blaise, if given the chance. “If he was a true friend, he’d stay away from my girl.”

“Your girl?!” you echo him, looking as though he had slapped you in the face. It felt like it, too; his words stung as soon as they left his mouth. “Absolutely not, you can’t just pretend like you own me.”

“I’m not pretending.” He loves to get you angry, and he can see you unravelling before him. “You’ll see, we’re meant to be together.”

You roll your eyes. “You cocky prick. This isn’t over.”

“Where did Y/N go? The closet isn’t that far,” you hear Snape tell Cho. Your eyes widen as you turn and start to run, the gem hitting your chest a few times. In that instant, you run into the classroom.

“Sorry Professor, Draco was just helping me with the towels,” you explain when Draco enters behind you. His eyes go wide as he sees Snape looking at him, and he quickly hands you to the towel. “You’ve got to get to the quidditch pitch, the game starts soon,” you remind him.

“Right. I’ll see you there, Y/N,” he teases, heading out of the room rather quickly.

You turn to Cho and see her station covered in red liquid. Again. “We’re making progress,” Snape utters. “She learned how to move out of the way this time.”

You spent the entire morning with Cho trying to perfect the potion, and, finally, she made a mixture that wouldn’t blow up in her face. It made smoke come out of her ears when she tasted it, and it cured the sore throat she had told you about earlier.

Bidding Professor Snape goodbye, the two of you rushed down to the quidditch pitch to watch the match. It was Slytherin versus Gryffindor, a rivalry that was entertaining and exciting every time one could watch it.

The quidditch pitch, like everything else, was covered in a thin layer of white. The snowing had halted, but the snow-covered ground made for a fun match.

Taking a seat in the Ravenclaw stands, you look up at the players. You eye Blaise waving at you from near one of the hoops, catching the Quaffle and instantly tossing it into one of Gryffindor’s hoops. They were now up by 140 points, so close to being completely in the lead.

You turn your head to see Draco and Harry Potter neck and neck, whirring around the stadium. The golden snitch flickers right in front of them, both of their hands outstretched to try and grab it. You notice how close Draco is to grabbing it, and you decide to toy with him a little. You had bet on Gryffindor winning, and you weren’t about to lose “Go Draco!” you yell as loud as you possibly can, figuring he wouldn’t be able to hear you from so far away.

But he does.

He perks his head up, hearing you shout for him, and Harry takes the lead in their chase. Just when Draco tries to catch up, a bludger hits him right in the side of the head.

You don’t hear much from the crowd when it happens. They’re more focused on the Gryffindor goal that just was tossed into the hoop. Cheers from your section filled the arena, but you didn’t see Draco get back up. “I’ll be right back, Cho,” you tell her, setting down your binoculars and running down the steps.

You reach the edge of the arena, slipping through the Slytherin tent. Draco lays on the snow-covered ground, almost unconscious as he groans in pain. “Y/N, is that you?” he asks, coughing a little.

“Draco! Are you okay? Can you hear me? What the hell happened?” You run to his side, picking him up just a little and making sure he’s partially upright.

He seethes in pain, shaking his head. “No no no, don’t do that, that hurts.” His eyes open as he looks at you. “Why’d you cheer for me?”

You smile a little. No, you are not about to be honest with him. You are not about to tell him that you were trying to distract him so Harry could get to the golden snitch first. He could pass out at any second, and you realize he might not remember what you say. “Because I’m your best girl,” you explain, and you see him crack a smile before closing his eyes.

“Yeah you are,” he mumbles as his body goes limp in your arms.

You look up, hearing the rest of the arena cheer. “Gryffindor seeker Harry Potter has just found the Golden Snitch! This puts the Gryffindor team in the lead, 350 points over Slytherin’s 330 points. Gryffindor wins!” Thankfully, Draco couldn’t hear that.

Calling over Madame Pomfrey, you make sure Draco is on the stretcher headed to the infirmary. As everyone comes down off the bleachers to celebrate, you eye Harry, Ron and Hermione coming towards you. “You ready to go to Hogsmeade, Y/N? It’ll be a celebration for that amazing win,” Hermione says excitedly. Yeah, a win that you caused.

“Oh I’m sorry dear, Y/N needs to stay with me,” you hear Madame Pomfrey say as she ensures that Draco is strapped on tightly to the stretcher. “She is my assistant, after all; this is the worst injury we’ve had in a while and I need all the help I can get.”

You look at Hermione as she frowns a bit. “Okay, no problem. We’ll miss you, Y/N, but we’ll see you later.” She walks off, smiling as she takes Harry and Ron towards Hogsmeade.

Madame Pomfrey takes your arm, bringing you with her towards the infirmary. She wheels Draco’s stretcher along in front of her, and you gaze at his closed eyes. You hadn’t meant to hurt him, just distract him for a moment. It wasn’t your fault the Weasley twins were such good beaters. You’d won the bet, but at what cost? “He’ll be alright, won’t he?” you ask Madam Pomfrey, not taking your eyes off him.

You can feel her smile. She has been like your mother away from home, someone kind yet honest to spend your spare time with. She wouldn’t lie. “Yes, of course, it wasn't our first bludger-to-the-head incident, far from it. He just needs some rest and care over the next few days, but he will be up and playing in no time.” You smile at that, relief washing over you. He might be cocky and stubborn, but he would be okay.

A rustle of the sheets catches your attention, and you look up as Draco starts to sit up. He groans from the pain, holding his head as he lays back down.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” you smile as you walk up next to his bed, and a smile forms on his face when you come into view. “How are you feeling, a little better, I hope?”

Draco just beams up at you for a moment as you apply a hot compress on his forehead. “Thank you, I’m feeling much better. You really are a good nurse’s assistant,” he adds on, and you smile at that. He had made fun of you for getting the job, saying that you’d never work hard enough to be good at it. Now here you are, and he has offered you praise.

“Not so cocky now, are you?” you tease back, and he rolls his eyes when you keep your hand on his forehead. “Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy this Draco, but you’re just a bit off. I love the way you get jealous and rather cocky, I-”

“You love me,” he breathes out suddenly, and your eyebrows raise. “I didn’t think you even cared for me at all but I can see it in your eyes… you love me,” he smiles.

You press the hot cloth on a few more places along his face before pulling it away, setting it down. “You really think so?” you try to stay confident, not wanting him to see through your facade just yet. “Keep dreaming, Malfoy.”

“But you said it,” he argues, reaching his hand up to grip yours for a moment. “You said that you were my girl, you said it on the quidditch pitch.” Shit. He remembered. “Don’t tell me that was a lie, that was the most sincere thing you’ve ever said to me.”

“So what if it wasn’t?” You move your hand out of his grasp, standing up to get a few bandages for his face.

He sighs as you come back, unwrapping a few bandages and starting to patch him up. He reaches his hand up, yanking the necklace Blaise had gotten you right off your neck. You gasp as you try to stop him, but he’s far from stopping himself. “Then we’ve got to let this prick know that you’re my love, not his, not anyone else’s. Here.”

He shifts a bit as he reaches his arms back, taking off a medallion that had been around his neck. “What’s this?”

A smile takes over his features once more, and he silently puts it around your neck. “The Malfoy family crest. Wear it with pride, because I love you.”

a/n: like, comment, reblog, and/or give me your feedback!! love you all, have an amazing night x <3

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