The Little Inn (lokixreader)
Laying down for bed, Loki joins me on my side. Having fallen into a rhythm over the past few weeks I fit my arm under his biceps and hold it under my head as my other arm falls across his chest so my fingers can lightly pet at his cheek. I feel his body relax into the mattress underneath us as he closes his eyes with a heavy breath and a gentle smile forming on his lips.
"Where would you like to go tonight, my love?" My voice makes its way from my lips and to his ears in a soft and hollow tone as I trace his jawline and circle back up around his face with my finger tips.
His right hand runs light lines up and down my left arm as it rests against his chest for support as he speaks, "Why don't you pick tonight? I think I've chosen our destination the past four evenings which makes me feel a little guilty. I'd like to see your full immersion tonight." He finishes his proposal and lightly kisses my fingertips as they pass over his lips on their journey around his face.
I smile lightly as my head rests against his arm and I close my eyes, "I love you." I readjust my neck and nuzzle further into his side as he responds.
"I love you." I sense the warmth in his chest and he rests his hand against my arm, allowing all of the muscles in his body to put their full weight onto the sheets.
As I relax my body I slowly start to open the doors to my mind and allow the light to flow from mine to his, keeping my hand on the side of his face so my fingers rest against his temple.
A slow and cool breeze begins to wrap itself around us as we walk away from a blue car and towards a two story home surrounded by trees. I lead us up the steps and through the large arched door that has been painted a forest green, nearly matching the trees outside. My fingers entwined with Loki's, I smile to the small older woman standing behind the counter as we enter the building.
She hands us a key with a small faded pink tag attached with the number seven on it, pointing towards the stairs. I hold the key out to Loki and he gladly accepts the gift while we stride towards the steps. Climbing the first twenty and turning left to finish the last ten we arrive at the top floor of the home. The banister of the stairway stained a deep brown and the walls a blue so light it's barely colored.
At the bend of the stairs is a window nearly the size of a vehicle. Large and lined with stained glass of various colors, all allowing the rainbow to fill the hall as the sun shines through before saying goodnight and lying below the horizon. We both stand at the top of the stairs, admiring the view.
Loki places a small kiss to my forehead with a smile and leads us down the hall to our room as my arm slips from his hand and around the nook where his bicep and forearm meet. I softly kneed my fingers into the area and muscles surrounding it as we follow the hall to the last room on the right with a golden seven placed in the middle of the door at eye level.
Slipping the key from his pocket and into the lock, Loki pushes the door open to reveal a room painted in an olive green. A four poster bed sits in the middle of the right wall with a door leading to the private bathroom that is ours for the night on it's right. I release Loki from my grasp as I walk into the room, my eyes soaking in the beautiful scene.
To the left of the door we entered is a floor to ceiling bookshelf, stretching the entire length allowed by the wall. Full of books with solid leather spines, the smell of the pages fills the room along with a gentle mint escaping the candles left on the coffee table in front of the bookshelves. The small circular table is encased by a loveseat draped in a slightly darker green velvet that's framed by a deep oak wood and a small sitting chair, the color of a fresh pink rose.
I step onto the rug the sitting area is designated by, taking in the softness of the texture as I release my feet from my shoes and toss the flats to the right of the door as Loki closes it. Locking the door, Loki removes his shoes and takes a deep breath, enjoying the fragrance of the books and mint as he makes his way towards the bed.
The way across from the door contains two large arched windows which are draped in once white curtains, now slightly yellow with age. The glass mimics that of the large window in the hallway and small rainbows scatter the wooden floor below them.
I stand at the end of the bed looking around the area and smiling in pure bliss as Loki joins me at my side. Reaching for my left hip, he pulls me closer to him and sets a small kiss against my nose. I reach my hands around his body and squeeze him gently with a long inhale, enjoying his presence and the perfect temperature of the room.
Loki's hand trails up my right arm and shoulder finally decides to tilt my chin up to face him. Feeling the love and calmness radiate from him, I push myself onto the tips of my toes and place a gentle kiss against his lips. He leans into me as his hand moves to the back of my head and smooths my hair as his lips remain on mine.
Pulling my waist into his, he sighs into the kiss with a smile. I smile back to him and allow my arms to trail around from his back and up to his chest to wrap them around his neck. Working one hand into his hair and the other rubbing his cheek I keep his lips on mine for longer, giving him no room to escape for air.
Moving his hand from my hip to the dip in my back, Loki starts to walk us around the bed frame without interrupting the kiss. My feet follow his as he leads me to the side of the mattress and I feel the back of my knees touch the sheets, so I give into the pressure of them and lean back. Without leaving my lips Loki falls with me and we work our way up so my head is resting against the pillows with my legs bent to the sides of his body.
Pulling away from the kiss, Loki rests his forehead on mine as our eyes remain shut and the heat of his love radiates like the sun all over my body. Slowly opening my eyes I meet him as he stares down at me and a small smile ignites his features. He caresses my cheek and allows his full body weight to rest against me as he gently kisses my lips one last time before his head rests against my chest, arms wrapped around my torso.
I hold the god in my arms and tangle my legs with his while I massage his scalp. His breaths slow to a steady rhythm and I smile as my own eyes flutter shut.