Loki Aesthetic Novels & Stories

He was almost looking like he was wearing a corset. His face was slimmer and sharper, and his short beard was pitch black. His long black hair was brushed back away from his head, sleek and very much the opposite of how most men in this world keep their hair. The thought struck me: Loki, the Norse trickster god, was a vain creature! In this situation, it seemed almost funny. It seemed so misplaced and strange, like everything else here. “Now, let us get your thunder wolf forward! I’m dying to teach Thor a lesson he won’t forget!”

Victoria The first thing I notice when Loki steps into the alleyway is that the shadows curve toward him. Like even the dark wants to be closer to him. He’s dressed in black again, no surprise there, and there’s something regal about the way the coat hangs off his frame. It looks effortlessly elegant. His silver rings catch what little light filters down between the buildings, and for a moment, he doesn’t look like a god. He looks like the end of a story no one survives.

Loki's hands went to the hem of her dress and lifted it up. Bringing it over her thighs and stopping at her flat stomach. She giggled softly as he traced his finger from her ankle up to her thighs and his lips followed suit, tracing feather light kisses on her hot skin until he had gotten to her inner thigh. "You know I feel like marking you right now but I can't, you haven't fully accepted me yet." He said and continued his flurry of tickling kisses all over her thighs, his face just a few inches from her shielded core.

Nao asked while his eyes looked straightened on her as calmly. "Oh yes! I'm improving now, maybe one day I will fulfill my dream and put yourself as my gamer character" Loki teased Nao and she shown her portfolio of artworks. "Look! it was all of my characters and this is mine, short dark purple hair, and with the intense look" as Loki pointedly her finger at the proportions of the character. Loki didn't notice, They were so close, and she could heard Nao’s calm voice speaking. "You are a great artist" Nao smiled at her closely and Loki blushed since she was not comfortable when a man so sweet to her.

She had already wandered off, stepping up the steps of the throne, watching the sea anemone with delight. Loki groaned, fisting his hands to his eyes. “I don’t know,” he muttered. “The shiny stuff just makes me wanna stare at it, touch it and take it. I wanna stuff all the pretty stuff in my damn pockets and I don’t know why.” I raised a brow, rolling my eyes.

He couldn't help it. She had curves and really beautiful skin. She wasn't particularly skinny. She was soft, a mesomorph but soft. Her legs were long for days and her thighs, thicker than an average woman's, were smooth and milky. Loki shook his head and reminded himself that he was not supposed to look at her in that manner. He was only allowed to look at her as an object to be protected. But he couldn't ignore how her hair swished around her hip as she moved to where her clothes lay on the rock. She bent over and immediately, Loki looked away.

Loki said and immediately end the call. Loki is like a child. Little and random things interest him even at an early age. He would get dirty or walk a thousand miles if that is the only way to be with his "educational tool". He got it from his adventurer father. He only sees things and people as some kind of tools to learn more. He likes observing people in their everyday lives, it does not only satisfies his thirst for knowledge and some other things, but it also fulfill his role as a shadow for someone he needs to protect. Luckily, he never knocked someone out ever. Well, that's a good news.

All my life I have been treated like dirt, but Loki is carefree and looks at me differently. I smile as we reach the stream, watching as Loki finds a deeper part, using it to wash the dirt from his body. My heart races and I begin to see him even more differently. He is tall and very muscular. His hair is black, but his eyes are green. Something inside me is burning as I watch him rub the water all over his body…. I have never felt this way before.

’ He nodded his handsome head, ‘I believe so, but only time will tell’ Loki was well over six feet tall with shoulder length deep chestnut coloured hair and emerald green eyes. He was muscled and toned, a true Alpha Wolf and the females fell willingly into his bed whikle the males worshipped him as their Leader. He was incredibly good looking and his heart was pure, he was kind and generous to his Pack but he was also ruthless and powerful when it came to protecting what was his. Now he sniffed the air and drew in Melody’s scent it was fresh and new like the forest after the rain and full of citrussy undertones that drove his Wolf wild with desire. Melody had a soul that was completely pu

I heard Stark—AJ—say as he leaned down and pressed his lips against Loki's—my—lips in a sweet kiss that had my heart racing in my chest. "I love you," Loki replied as he pulled Stark down closer. The rough sex had slowed to love making with gentle moves of Stark as he hit our prostate gently with every thrust. "But if you don't fuck me are and fast I am going to kick your ass." I rolled my eyes at Loki's words but they had only made our mate laugh before his gentle thrusts became hard and damn I felt that tingle in my lower belly a tale tale sign of my invoking release.