Chosen (Part 2)
Chosen (Part 2)
Dark!Loki Laufeyson x Reader
Part 1: https://beeblebrox-be-damned.tumblr.com/post/189334167718/chosen-part-1
Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con, breeding kink, impregnation kink, forced relationship. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a dark Marvel fic, so please be gentle on me lmao. You stepped back, wrenching yourself out of his arms. You knew it was ridiculous to try, but Norns were you terrified. Your chest heaving, you backed towards the door.
Your bare feet made almost no sound on the smooth floor. “N-no, no, no,” you murmured, eyes closing. “I don’t w-want th-is.” Your voice cracked and your back hit the door.
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