Take It Off 》 President Loki x Reader
request: I challenge you: 14. "Take it off" 29. "Come over here and make me." With (president?)Loki and his horns. (@likeitloveitblogit)
a/n: ooooo! we love President Loki 😍🥵
summary: You stole President Loki's horns and he has to work to get them off of you.
Drabble Prompts #14: “Take it off.” & #29: "Come over here and make me." link to prompt list
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You giggled, sitting on the prop of a throne, smirking deviously. You knew he was looking for you. The search was on to find you and make you pay for what you had done. Pressing your finger against the tip of his golden horn, you had made the devious attempt of stealing President Loki’s horns out of his chambers while he was sleeping.
You knew as soon as he awoke to find them missing once he dressed for the day, he’d be after you.
“Where is she?!” You heard his deep voice resonate. Whistling to yourself, Kid Loki was nowhere to be found, leaving you to sit on the throne. Croki was nestled by your side, growling in happiness when you glanced down at him.
You watched the doors aimlessly, your feet draped over the armrests of the prop throne. You gazed down at Croki who obviously heard the commotion. He growled and you shook your head.
“No, you cannot bite his arm off again.” You tisked, petting his head. He adored you and always listened. “Now scoot along before you try to.” You whisked him away. Watching as he crawled away into the darkness, the footsteps pounded relentlessly until he finally appeared. Pushing the doors open, his crystal blue orbs resonated with you.
His eyes glinted when he heard you whistle, gazing down at your nails.
“Hi, baby.” You smirked, throwing your feet over to rest on the floor beneath you.
The horns were attached to your head, Loki’s prized possession.
“Darling,” He growled, bringing himself closer.
He pointed at the golden horns.
“Take it off.” Loki demanded you. He looked so handsome, all flustered, sporting his Presidential pins. The authority he tried to take over you was cute. But he knew how much of a brat you really were.
Clicking your tongue, you giggled.
“Come over here and make me.” You responded in a huff, that sultry look developing in your irises. He nodded his head once and walked briskly over to you. Jerking you out of the seat, he sat down and pulled you onto his lap.
“Mmm,” You moaned, feeling as he wrapped his arms around you. He reached for the horns, but you swatted his hands away.
“Nah, ah, ah, Mr. President.” You wagged a finger in front of his face. He grimaced at the movement.
“Work for it. I stole what belongs to you… punish me, President Loki, please.” You begged in his ear, knowing he was a complete sucker.
Growling, his lips came into contact with yours, moving against you in the filthiest way.
Pretty soon, you were skimped to nothing but the horns, Loki devouring you as he took what belonged to him.
You and the horns.
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