Synopsis: You are cursed with the ability to feel others’ emotions through touch. During a battle you’re fighting with Loki, he touches you and it opens your eyes to who he is.Â
A/N: I’ll probably add more parts to this and make it a mini-fic, just because I love this concept so much. Our poor little God of Mischief isn’t evil, just misunderstood and dealing with a lot.Â
Warnings: implied smut, violence, blood
Thank You Curvy Hips and Pretty Lips Undeniable Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off Midnight incidents Anger Issues I Own You Tension I Can’t Believe You’re Mine Closer Dirty Secrets Kneel Pleasing you A cage of golden glass Betrayal Caught Right of Mind Loki’s New Nickname Taking A Bath With Loki A night on earth Sinful Black Dress Interesting Dream Friday Nights Trickster Paradise Just Right Caged Valentine Casual Affair Loki’s Very Special Girl His One And Only Underground I Mourned You Let’s Play A Game Searing
Extracurricular Activity No work for you Tell Me Over the Threshold Good Morning Rules Terms and Conditions Let’s Play A Game Always the Gentleman Cold Hands Rock Hard Cabin by the lake Morning Moans Fuck It…Let The Whole World Know Undercovers On Assignment The Make-up Artist Under the Table
