Baby drama
Felicity walked through the quiet hallway of her new place racing the walls with her fingers. One of Loki’s long forest green shirts swayed along her hips. Her blonde hair was flowing behind her as she chewed her lip. She felt nothing but love to Loki in that moment.
“Kitten?” Loki’s voice rang into her ears as she leaned into the doorway. His finger ushered her towards him. Felicity approached her god and his hand slipped up her face.
“Yes,my love? Felicity looked into his crystal eyes while Loki pressed a soft kiss to her lips.
“Are you positive she will deliver your message about escaping that mundane life to continue here?” Loki wrapped his arms around her waist as she leaned against him slowly swaying.
“If I am sure of anything, she will.” Felicity knew that you had probably called everyone over after she hung up on her. She buried her face in his neck and his scent filled her senses. A bright citrus musk and she smiled while he kissed her forehead. Loki gently held her not showing stomach.
"How is our little one doing, hmm? I've spoken to mother about preparations for a royal birth announcement in Asgard. Odin knows not of it...if you're comfortable, of course." Felicity smiled as she met his gaze.
“I am perfectly comfortable with that, my love. Little one is a bit upset at the loss of food.” Felicity played with the end of her hair while sitting on the edge of the bed.
“What would my Queen like?” Loki kneeled in front of her as he kissed up her exposed thighs.
“I have a thought of what this King is hungry for however?” Loki looked up at her suggestively as he lifted her shirt edge. Felicity opened her legs a bit to expose her black underwear. Loki’s lips trailed up her legs as his fingers scratched gently on her skin. She watched as her god approached her sex and left her a small bite on the inner thigh.
“I can smell how wet you are for me; how I love making you purr, my Kitten.” His voice purred. Loki’s hot breath was against her legs as he slowly took his tongue over the lining of her underwear. Felicity moved up onto the bed and rested against the headboard as Loki hooked his slender fingers into the top her underwear and moved his hand to her clit. Rubbing in slow circles she moaned into his neck while he whispered sweet nothings into her ear. His fingers slowly slipping into her and she gasped quietly at the feeling of his fingers inside of her. He curled his two fingers into her she gripped his upper arm while interlacing her lips with his. She grinder on his fingers a bit before Loki moved down her center and reached her heat. His lips latched to her clit as he curled his fingers once more. Felicity bucked into him more as she held the back of his head. Loki stopped suckling her clit and pinned her hands above her head.
“No, that’s naughty.” Felicity groaned at the loss of his lips on her and quickly Obliged letting him return to his work on her. She gripped the pillow behind her and moaned out his name loudly.
“Louder.” Loki’s praise and fingers were making her approach the climax and she repeated his name louder. As she writhed underneath his touch she felt herself spill over an orgasm. Loki proceeded to lick her clean and made his way up her body.
“Still starving, Kitten?” He grazed the side of her face while she caught her heavy breaths.
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Tatum climbed into Bucky’s lap as you moved around the kitchen cooking lunch for everyone.
“Daddy?” Tatum sat on her knees in his lap while she moved her hands over his growing stubble.
“Yes, Doll?”
“Can you turn blue like me and my angel?” You stopped in your tracks and heard Bucky take a big sigh. His face dropped in sadness as he grabbed Tatum's hands from his face.
“That’s a special connection that only you and your angel can share.”
“But I want you to look like me.”
“Don’t be sad. I may not have made you but no matter what happens you are and will always be my daughter.” Bucky kissed Tatum hard on the cheek as she giggled at the stick of his stubble. Settling in his arms she played with his metal fingers and you held his shoulder.
“I love you, Daddy.” Bucky smiled down at her.
“I love you more, Doll.”
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Sam entered the tower in a furious rage walking right into Tony’s lab.
“Where is she?”
“Calm down,truffle-butter. Im tracking her now” Tony turned back to the screen. Sam and Tony watched as the screen zoomed in on the tower.
“She’s in the building….” Tony chuckled out. Sam rushed off taking Chester upstairs as the elevator doors opened to see Felicity and Loki walking into the main room.
“Baby?! Are you ok?” Sam rushed to her grabbing her hips. Loki soon pushed Sam off of her and stood with his arms crossed across his chest.
“You dare lay a finger on my betrothed and our child?”
Sam stood back appalled.
“We are already married. You cant marry her! We already have a child. Remember Chester, Felicity?” Felicity hid behind Loki’s shoulder gripping onto his lower arm. Loki reached back to pat one of her hands gently, his icy glare never once leaving Sam’s face.
“You will not address her. Any business you have here will be directed at me, am I understood?”
“Felicity can speak for herself and I expect her to. Is he controlling you like you are his slave? Why would you want to be treated like this?” Loki’s sneer twisted into a smug smile and he made a grandiose gesture toward Felicity.
“You know what, my pet? I think I will allow you to answer this one, tell him what you know of me. Am I controlling you?” Felicity looked down at the floor, taking a deep breath before a shaky and small voice rang out from her.
“Loki only controls me at my own submission. I’m in love with him...Sam. I’m sorry.” She admitted softly, refusing to meet his gaze. Loki’s grin grew.
“As a matter of fact, would you like to be in on a well kept secret, Wilson? It was Felicity who came to me, desperate to be rid of you. Desperate for me to take her from here and worship her like the queen she is.” Sam's face dropped in sadness as felt tears brimming his eyes.
“I thought you were happy, I love you, Felicity this isn’t you please?! We have a family. What about Chester and you can’t forget {Y/N}. You have nothing with this abusive person. What about everything we’ve been through?” Sam felt his tears fall across his cheeks staining them. Felicity opened her mouth to defend herself, but it was Loki who spoke.
“Abusive? Oh, that’s rich coming from you. You sent a woman you claim to love to repeatedly have sex with someone you deemed a threat while she was heavy with your child, and you think me to be the psychopath here? I’ve done nothing but love her, and I demand...the tiny one. My love requires her child, and unlike you I aim to always please.”Sam looked behind him to see Tony rocking Chester in his arms. The light blue glow of his arc reactor on Chester’s face.
“You can’t have him. He is my rightful son as well. If you want to divorce me fine. But you will NOT take my son. Sue me but I will be a part of his life.” Loki had had enough, gripping Sam by the throat and slamming his body hard against the concrete wall.
“Felicity, kitten, go get our son from the man of iron, I will handle this.” Sam struggled against Loki’s grip as Felicity approached Tony holding out her arms.
“Tony? Please give me Chester.” Sighing heavily Tony slowly placed Chester in her arms. She smiled and laid down the divorce papers before exiting the room. Loki inched closer to Sam’s face, murder in his eyes and ice on his tongue.
“If you ever so much as breathe their precious air again, I will gut you like the fish you are. That is not a threat.” He let Sam’s body crumple to the ground and he strode away, emerald cape billowing behind him.