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batsutousaiTitle: Sin With a Grin
Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day NSFW OTP Challenge
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding, Not Safe For Work edition.
Chapter Warnings: Tentacle monster, double penetration, non-con, crack, PWP
A/N: I am so far from sorry, you have no idea. XD
I'm a little torn about this day. On one hand, it's over, and that's kind of a relief. (I shall enjoy sleeping in past one pm, because I am stupid and constantly don't go to bed until after six am.) On the other hand, I will miss the reactions and the reviews. Because I am an unapologetic review whore live off those. Just a bit. XD
In other news, following in my dedicating-chapters-without-actually-dedicating-them, this one goes to Jee, who I accidentally found out shares my tentacle rape kink. Hope it was worth the wait, darling. ;D
The crash caught his attention, the snarled curses in another language his interest, but it wasn't until Loki actually screamed that Tom got up and hurried upstairs to the second bedroom, which the god had turned into something of a magical office when Tom had been out of the country at one point. "Loki?" he called, knocking on the closed door.
"Don't come i–! Hah, nnnn..."
Tom raised both eyebrows. That sounded suspiciously like Loki having fun with his clones. But telling him not to come in?
There was another crash, and Loki shouting, "No! Don't you da– Oh. Oh, fu–"
Tom tested the knob and it turned easily. He pushed the door open just enough to peek his head in, see what his lover was up to. It...wasn't anything like he could have expected, even when one was used to dealing with the God of Mischief.
There was a splash of water across the floor, spotted with broken glass. Writhing above the mess was a mass of transparent green tentacles. Loki was held tight between two of them, his trousers ripped out at the crotch and another two tentacles taking turns fucking into his anus. His head was thrown back, hair stringing wetly against his bare back and shoulders, a fifth tentacle in his open mouth.
Tom just had enough time to take all of this in and realise he was in way over his head, before a mass of tentacles was wrenching the door the rest of the way open and catching around his wrists. "Hey!" Tom shouted, giving one rough tug before the tentacles picked him up by his wrists.
Loki's head twisted at Tom's shout, his eyes going wide with horror to see Tom captured. He managed to thrash for approximately point two seconds, then the two tentacles vying for his arse entered him together, rough enough that his body went taut, face twisting with pain.
"Leave him alone!" Tom snapped, kicking at the nearest tentacle. His foot went through it, then got trapped inside, holding him as effectively as the tentacles wrapped around his wrists.
The creature brought Tom over to face Loki before unceremoniously sticking a tentacle down both the front and the back of his trousers and shoving them down. "Wait, what are you–?"
A tentacle, cool and damp, circled his entrance, while another one wrapped itself multiple times around his cock and began sort of...throbbing around him.
"Oh my God," Tom moaned, relaxing back into the thing's hold on him. Because as much as he wanted to get free, it was clear it wasn't happening, and Tom had learned when he was best off giving in.
Loki let out a gagging noise, then spat. Tom looked up to find him free of the tentacle in his mouth and scowling at him. "I told you not to k-come in," he snarled. Or, well, tried to snarl. It was a little ruined by the breathless quality to his voice, and the way his voice hitched when a tentacle slithered up his chest to stroke his throat.
"Curi–ous," Tom gasped out as the tentacle behind him started sliding in, thin enough that he barely felt it, save for the slither of chill against his sphincter. The tentacle sliding over his legs and up, under his shirt, however, he felt.
"Moron," Loki got out before the tentacle from before was gagging him again.
There was a faint pressure at his entrance, and it took Tom a moment to realise the tentacle inside him was carefully expanding, stretching him at a rate that his body could adapt to with no pain. It was intriguing, that whatever this thing was understood that it could hurt him and wanted to avoid that, but didn't seem to care if it hurt Loki. (Or it was learning from Loki's reactions, which was also possible.)
The tentacle under his shirt felt like it split in two – or another one had joined it, it was hard to tell with his shirt in the way – and each tip circled around his nipples once before forming tight rings around them and pulling.
Tom arched into it, gasping, and the one wrapped around his cock – which had fallen still at one point, only acting as a cool pressure – pulsed around him, massaging every inch of his length at once. It was... God. It was like being inside a lover, their body clenching around him, but strangely cold. And then, to have something inside him, at the same time–
The tentacle inside him jabbed his prostate, hard and unforgiving, and Tom let out a scream as he released.
The tentacles gently lowered him to the ground as he sagged, taking care to settle him in the doorway, beyond the broken glass. When his legs wouldn't hold his weight, a tentacle caught him around the waist, while another slid gently up his back, supporting him.
"Loki," he called back, becoming aware of the god snarling past the tentacle in his mouth. "Loki, it's okay. I'm okay." He looked back up at the god, grabbing for the doorway to support himself, though it was clear the tentacles weren't about to let him fall.
Loki looked like a piece of meat on display, impaled at both ends and held stretched between tentacles, another tentacle wrapped around his torso and stroking his extended throat. There was panic in his eyes, but it calmed when Tom caught his gaze and smiled.
Loki jerked in surprise when one of the tentacles in his arse slipped out and dragged itself forwards, over his perineum and around his scrotum. It curled loosely around his dripping cock. The tip of it hollowed, forming a sort of mouth, and slipped over the head of Loki's cock before it tightened.
Tom tightened his grip on the doorframe as Loki closed his eyes and finally let go, body shuddering once before going taut. He released into the tentacle, and Tom watched, eyes wide, as the stream of ejaculate flowed down into what must have been the creature's body. There was already a similar-looking mass there, and when Loki's ejaculate reached it, the two seemed to mingle.
"What were you doing?" Tom breathed as Loki was gently deposited next to him. As soon as it was clear that Tom could support both of their weight, the tentacles holding both of them retreated towards the central mass.
Loki sighed, clearly exhausted. "Spell with water," he mumbled. "Lost control."
"Were you trying to make it sentient?" Tom wondered as the tentacles mostly retracted into the centre, leaving behind only four, which it carefully used to raise itself off the floor, like legs.
"Was I– Norns..." Loki rose his head from where he'd pillowed it on Tom's shoulder and stared at the creature, which appeared to be attempting to make itself a head, but really only managing a short, thick tentacle.
"There's probably something wrong with being okay with a pet tentacle monster, isn't there?" Tom commented.
"We are not keeping it!" Loki snapped, jerking upright and almost overbalancing himself.
The creature bristled, ripples like tiny tentacles forming around its centre mass.
"I don't think it's giving us a choice, darling," Tom pointed out drily. "How are you planning to get rid of a creature that, quite literally, had you at its mercy? You."
"I'll transport it to the Void," Loki spat.
The creature flinched back. Tom had a sneaking suspicion that it both understood them, and had some sort of access to their memories, between Loki's magic giving it life and their spunk acting as a sort of... Tom was hesitant to think of it as being a brain, but that did seem to be what it was using it for.
"Loki," he cautioned.
Loki turned to him, eyes flashing with fury and retribution. "It raped you," he hissed, arm tightening around Tom's waist.
Ah, Tom realised, so that's what this is about. He reached up and touched Loki's cheek. "Imagine what it would do if Thor came by for another visit," he suggested, instead of acknowledging the elephant in the room.
Loki's eyes went wide, then narrowed, a gleam in them suggesting he was, indeed, imagining just such a moment.
Tom gently pulled away from him and stepped back into the room, avoiding the glass on the ground with care as he approached the creature. When he reached it, he crouched down in front of it and asked, "Can you understand me?"
It was still for a moment before the short tentacle acting like a head wiggled in an approximation of a nod.
"Do you understand why what you did was wrong?" Tom asked, getting straight to the point. He could feel Loki approaching, his magic clearing a safe path for him in a way that Tom had been unable to do.
The creature sank down, closer to the floor, and moved it's 'head' in another nod.
Tom reached out and rested one hand against its 'body', smiling sadly when it flinched, clearly expecting violence. "Don't do it again," he suggested.
Loki sighed, his hands resting gently on Tom's shoulders as his magic continued cleaning up the mess. "We're keeping it?" he asked, resigned.
Tom turned his head and pressed a kiss to the god's hand. "Everyone deserves a second chance, Loki."
01 - Mutual Masturbation ||| 02 - Oral ||| 03 - First Time ||| 04 - Grinding ||| 05 - Toys
06 - Clothed - Getting Off ||| 07 - Handjob ||| 08 - Breathplay ||| 09 - Against the Wall ||| 10 - Striptease
11 - Dom-Sub ||| 12 - 69 ||| 13 - Rimming ||| 14 - Whipping ||| 15 - Dress Up
16 - In a Public Place ||| 17 - Chains ||| 18 - Bathing ||| 19 - Outdoors ||| 20 - Bloodplay
21 - Double Penetration ||| 22 - Foodplay ||| 23 - Trying a New Position ||| 24 - Gagged ||| 25 - Petplay
26 - Comfort ||| 27 - Rough ||| 28 - Temperature Play ||| 29 - Phone Sex |||
Masterlist
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