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Loki x Reader: The Art of Seduction (Drabble)

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Loki knew you were fond of one night stands. He didn’t know who it was you so “fondly” referred to as “pervert bastard,” but apparently it had turned you away from longer term relationships. He didn’t like you participating in them because it robbed him of time to have his fun with you. Or, at least, that’s what he said. You believed him simply because he was always bothering you, but Thor would swear Loki was only truly tame around you and rather enjoyed your company.

But one night he was just kind of curious. You weren’t a whore necessarily, but how was it you were so successful with every man you set your sights on. You weren’t the prettiest woman on this planet that was for certain. And he had seen you snatch a man away from more attractive women several times on your outings with the guys*.

“You’re not the prettiest woman,” he started.

“Asshole,” you said back almost immediately.

“So why is it you’re so successful with attracting your short-term mates?”

“It’s called seduction, which you would know about if you had a sexy bone in your body. Such a waste of a pretty face,” you said with a shrug. The two of you were the last two in S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ and you were supposed to lock up but you stopped in one of the lounges to get a coffee first. And, to your slight vexation, you were assigned as Loki’s permanent babysitter – on days you weren’t looking for a little temporary company that is, then others would look after him.

“After bringing them home, how is it you manage to seduce them?”

“Just sayin’, if they’re in my home, I’ve already seduced them.”

“I hardly see you as a seductress, yet you manage to attract plenty of men.” You walked over to Loki and looked up at him through your lashes.

“Do you not think I’m pretty?” you asked while placing a hand on his arm. Your voice had dipped a little into what could only be described as a sultry tone.

“You’re just not the prettiest. You do have your attractive qualities though.”

“Sit and tell me what you think they are,” you said motioning to the couch. He sat. That would be the first time he’s listened to you.

“Your eyes are a nice I suppose. They’re bright.” You blushed a bit. “You keep your hair healthy, so I supposed that’s nice too.”

“Nothing about my personality?”

“Personally, I find your difficulty entertaining.”

Tch. I’m the difficult one?”

“None of this tells me how you seduce.”

“Well originally I just needed you to sit down. Trying to find out anything past that was just curiosity. To seduce,” you said, slowly sauntering over to him, “You only need to know what to say. The kicker is to tell them you’re just looking for a quick one night stand. Most men my age** don’t want a relationship.”

“That’s it?”

“No, it’s different for everyone,” you said sitting close to him.

“I could seduce you now if I wanted to,” you said leaning up to whisper in his ear. You began to play with his hair.

“What could you possibly say that you think I’d want to hear? I know your tricks, so how could I fall prey to them?” You smirked.

“So tell me what it is you want me to say, my king,” you purred. Loki would be lying if he said he didn’t like being called king, even more so when it was specifically you – the girl who somehow managed to get under his skin, not that he’d ever show it – whispering it in his ear. You pressed your lips to his neck then whispered, “What does my god order of his obedient servant?” You
straddled his lap. “At some point they wind up back at my apartment, and I sit on them like this and let them touch me.”

“Where?” he asked, his voice was lower and his eyes were darker.

“Here,” you brushed your fingers over his lips, “Here,” you rubbed your hands down his chest, “And they love it down here,” you said as you brushed your fingers around the spot the man wanted to be touched most. “Then they take me to the bedroom and take me.” Your body was pressed against his, and he did his best not to touch you - his pride was on the line. You were more seductive than he gave you credit for. “It’s too bad we don’t want such things from each other,” you murmured near his ear, “I could’ve taken care of the hard thing pressing against my thigh.” You immediately got up and grabbed your coffee.

“Let’s go home,” you said as if nothing had just happened before sashaying out of the door with a light swish to your hips. Loki could only watch, slightly dazed. Once again, you had surprised him with one of your hidden personality traits that managed to keep his interest.
What have I done? Is this an okay thing? Why am I still writing these?

* see "Loki x Reader: Sexual Tension

** this is here for the sake of being here, not because I believe the stereotype about men
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Wyldstylez's avatar
As much as I love feminism, I honestly prefer the men dominating. Sometimes I just think it's a bit too cliche with a femme fatale. We need more men being the seductive one. But still, this was a pretty good (and sexy) drabble!