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Soulmates (Loki One shot)

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Summary: The Avengers, Earth’s mightiest heroes, sort out to avenge it from the Chitauri army and its leader the God of Mischief. As fate would have it the God comes to realise amongst the chaos that a simple wives tale is very much real and discovers a human is his soulmate.

Warnings: Mild violence, on going battle, mentions of death and near death experiences.

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The Chitauri army poured out of the massive portal which opened up in the crack of New York's skyline, causing a dark shadow to cast over a large portion of the city, the weather instantly changed to a more gloomy eclipse of mass destruction. Civilians screaming as they ran for a safe haven away from the alien creatures, abandoning their cars and other vehicles in the traffic build ups, a tremendous amount of people having to evict their homes and workplaces just in the nick of time of their demolition. Sadly not everyone was lucky during the chaos, many of which ended up suffering various injuries, while some unfortunate souls did not make it out alive at all.

Meanwhile at the heart of the attack was a God, who many only believed to have been a myth prior to his recent appearance in Germany, now he was coming at them live and in person at an astonishing rate. Alas some people had a close run-in with the God himself. Seeing up close how he terrified the 'puny humans.' Seeing the dark sunken in crazed glossed over green eyes piercing into their very souls. Seeing the sheen of sweat on his brow and the snarling animal within ready to pounce at any given moment.

During the maelstrom in a diner a few blocks down from where the attack had begun a young woman’s gaze caught the television screen that’s mounted to the wall. Seeing ‘BREAKING NEWS’ in its bold block font that stretched across the bottom of the screen while the rest of the screen was filled with an incoming live exclusive from one of the news reporters. The reporter was standing in the midst of the action that exploded behind them and she felt the aftershocks in real time. 

It unsettled her to see what was happening to the city she grew up in and loved so much, but what the worst part was seeing it herself, after she joined those who ran outside of the diner, seeing it unfold before their very eyes. A confirmation that it wasn't just some cheap hoax or unauthorised filming of a movie with special effects going off. However instead of following the moving crowd as they ran for their lives she actually ran towards the commotion, given she’s training to be a nurse and her instincts told her people needed her, always equipped with her bag of first aid on hand for anything. Yet these circumstances were never something she imagined to be on her list of possible emergencies. 

Along the way she saw flashes of men and a woman running around in spandex attire and unconventionally armed with unlikely choices of weaponry. She could even have sworn she saw a green giant of a man in only ripped trousers throwing cars at the alien creatures flying above her head. Although the consequential lives that are at steak didn’t leave room for dwelling on the absurdity she’d witness along the way. 

Once she reached the line of fire she began digging through a wreckage for survivors. During her search she found a middle aged man trapped inside his crushed car, with two cars smashed into it, one being smashed through the rear and one on the drivers side while a lamp post penetrated through the windscreen. The man looked to be unconscious and the airbag appeared to have failed. She quickly grabbed a piece of rubble and used it to smash through the passenger side window and then reached inside to pop the door open. Dropping her bag beside the car before climbing onto the passenger seat to reach over the lamp post to get to the man trapped. She managed to get her fingers on the side of his neck to check his pulse, tragically there was no signs of life, she was too late. 

A heavy and regrettable sigh escaped her lips as she climbed back out a moment later, grabbing her bag and putting it across her body once more, then continuing her search for survivors. Whilst she continued on her way she had to avoid an abundance of debris and not to draw any unwanted attention that might diverge her from her path. Without warning she witnesses a mother being struck down by one of the alien creatures, her insides being torn right out of her abdomen, being shown no mercy before collapsing lifelessly to the ground and her son left frozen in fear. Unhesitantly she immediately ran towards the boy, who quite possibly could only be five years old, and now alone. Luckily she managed to push the boy down and away from the alien creature in enough time. A man in red, white and blue suddenly intervenes, slicing off the head of the alien with a swift fling of his shield.

“You could have been killed.” Panted the man, as he caught his shield on re-entry before looking down at her cradling the boy who’s crying uncontrollably in her arms.

“I couldn’t leave the boy. I’m a nurse...or trying to be anyway.” She says, smoothing the boy's hair in an effort to bring him some comfort.

“A nurse, huh? Explains it…but all due respects ma’am, you’re better off setting up medical attention away from here. There’s bound to be hundreds of them needing your help once out of here.” Steve said, hoping she’d take his word.

“I’m not leaving when I can give people immediate help. If I left everything for the cops and the fire department there’s potentially many more who might not survive.” It was clear to him she was a stubborn one from the way she's spoken.

He sighs and comes to the decision that they’re wasting precious time, requesting for back up on his coms, which thankfully came swiftly and the boy was taken to safety. “The names Steve Rodgers, ma’am and I advise you to stay close to me.” He advises.

“Morgan Pritchards and you don’t need to worry about me, it's everyone else.” She reassures him, in spite of his hesitant look.

Nonetheless, Morgan proved to be quick upon her feet and quite stealthy too, much to Steve’s surprise, although at a time like this he was thankful all the same. He also couldn’t fault her determination and moral code over protecting the other civilians as expected of her profession.

However no matter how good Morgan had been and worked alongside Steve closely she made an untimely move which cost her footing to slip up. Then she was swept up by a strong arm encircled around her waist tightly. The contents of her bag tipped out as she was being held onto at an angle and as she peered up she realised the God of Mischief himself had captured her. 

“Hey let her go!” Steve protests angrily, as Loki takes off into the sky on the enemy’s mode of transport and sees her struggling to pray herself free of his grasp. Before Steve can do anything one of the creatures blocks his path and forces him to take them on first then ultimately losing sight of Morgan completely.

Within moments Loki lands on top of Stark Tower, keeping his arm around Morgan’s waist tightly, forcing her to walk inside against her will as his captive. She wasn’t scared, yet oddly she felt some sort of magnetic draw towards him, an unexplainable feeling as she’d never seen him before. 

“Get off!” She screeched, alas to no avail, the God ignoring her struggles against him.  

Once inside he forces her to kneel, then he raises the scepter towards her chest, but doesn’t quite get to press it against her due to the impromptu interruption of Stark’s arrival. Morgan glances over her shoulder and sees the Iron suit piece by piece disassemble from Stark’s body by robotic arms as he walks the gangway. 

“Please tell me you’re going to appeal to my humanity.” Loki says mockingly, as Stark enters the tower and watches Morgan in the corner of his eye, ensuring she doesn’t move from her place.

“Er, actually, I’m planning to threaten you.” Stark says, while taking his time to enter, also seemingly remains as cool as a cucumber, despite the circumstances and the still ongoing attack outside. Of course he clocks onto Morgan kneeling on the floor and in his mind simultaneously he is calculating the best possible option to rescue her.

“You should have left your armour on for that.” Loki replies, slightly pointing the scepter at Stark as he slowly moves towards the Billionaire. 

“Yeah seen a bit of mileage and you got the, er, glowstick of destiny…” Stark says, as he points to the scepter and takes a few steps down onto the main floor with ease. The mere mention of the scepter being dubbed with such humour had even managed to make the God smile a little out of amusement. “Would you like a drink?” Stark adds as he rounds the bar.

“Stalling me won’t change anything.” Loki said, then he glances back and catches Morgan moving, his gaze instantly freezes her back in her kneeling position. Stark also sees this and stares at her with a serious look.

“No, no, no threatening…no drink, you sure? I’m having one.” Stark says, grabbing the scotch bottle off the shelf behind the bar and then turns to look back at Loki. 

“The Chitauri are coming…nothing will change that.” Loki says, whilst pacing towards the large glass window and switches the scepter into the opposite hand. His gaze out the window was only a brief moment before turning around to face Stark. “What have I to fear?”

“The Avengers…” Stark says casually and readies to pour himself some scotch. The confusion on the God’s face causes him to pause for half a beat and roll his eyes. “It’s what we call ourselves…sort of like a team. Earth’s mightiest heroes type thing…” He explains and pours himself the scotch.

“Yes, I’ve met them.” Loki said, a hint of amusement once again in his expression and his tone in a mocking kind of way.

“Yeah, takes us a while to get any attraction, I’ll give you that one…but let’s do a head count here…your brother the demigod…” Loki scoffs at the mere mention of Thor and begins to pace back towards Morgan. “A super-soldier, living legend, who kind of lives up to the legend. And then with breathtaking anger management issues and a couple of master assassins…and YOU big fella have managed to piss off every signal one of them.”

“That was the plan.” Loki mockingly-mirthed.

“Not a great plan.” Stark dismisses before he steps away from the bar with his tumbler of scotch in hand. “When they come and they will…they’ll come for you.”

“I have an army.” The God reminds Tony.

“We have a Hulk.” Tony counter reminded the God with ease.

“Oh I thought the beast had wandered off...” The God trails off.

“You’re missing the point…there’s no throne. There’s no version of this where you come out on top...now maybe your army comes and maybe it’s too much for us, but it’s all on you. Because if we can’t protect the Earth you can be damn well sure we’ll avenge it.” Stark…then takes a sip and briefly sees Morgan crawling along the floor behind Loki quietly, but he quickly snaps his gaze back to Loki so as not to draw any attention to her.

“How will your friends have time for me?” Loki asks as he prowls towards Stark completely oblivious to Morgan crawling up towards him. “When they’re too busy fighting you…” He closes in on Stark as the scepter powers up with a strange noise before Morgan grabs near the bottom end of it, instantly receiving a sharp pain shoved into her chest and lets it go, due to Loki shoving the scepter backwards into her. 

Loki rolls his shoulders followed by him pressing the tip against Tony’s chest. Yet nothing happens much to the God’s confusion that it normally works without much effort, but also to Morgan’s relief, even after he retires his actions still nothing happens.

“Oh performance issues…not uncommon. One out of five…” Stark manages to say before Loki wraps his free hand around his throat then lurches him out of the window. Glass shattering as Stark’s body hauls through it.

“No!” Morgan yells with her arm outstretched seeing Tony falling before Loki lurches for her.

The pair wrestle on the floor with the scepter between them. She tries holding her own against him the best she can, but ends up being flung off him with the force of his godly strength and the use of the scepter. She groans as she lands sprawled out away from him on the marble flooring and takes deep in takes of breaths whilst willing for the pain to go away. As she lays there she hears a swooshing of an Iron suit deploying and follows suit behind Tony. Loki then appears in her sight, having already gotten back up on his feet and towers above her. His gaze racks over her curves with a sly smile curled up on his lips. She’s disgusted, except not entirely, as below the surface she’s slightly aroused unexpectedly. Again it disgusts her to feel that way too. When Loki’s gaze trails upwards past her chest his eyes narrowed and the sly smile dissipates, as he noticed a marking on her left wrist above her head, her sleeve had moved down during the struggle and now drew his unwanted attention. He proceeds to crotch down to her and lightly his fingers trail over the mark upon her delicate skin, following the tail of a snake, and causing Morgan to shiver. He’d read about it many moons ago, but never did he once believe it to be anything other than an old wives tale, only seeing the mark quashed any doubts he had. In that moment he realises soulmates existed and she bore proof upon her skin of his spite animal.

Suddenly Stark comes flying back in through the broken window fully armoured up once more, having survived what would have been his death, then swipes Loki off his feet with a blast from his repulsor. Immediately following Loki sliding across the floor from the blast, the Tesseract amplifies the signal just outside the Stark Tower, making way for reinforcements of the army of Chitauri to invade. Tony is quick on the upkeep and starts to fend off against the oncoming army.

Meanwhile Loki is up once more and points the scepter at Morgan. “Stay here.” He growls, as she sits propped up on her elbows and watches him walk out onto the gangway, his horns, armour and cape materialising on his person in a shimmer of gold, just as Thor flies up and lands smoothly.

“Loki!” Thor calls, in that instant his brother looks at him, a slight gasp barely audible escapes Loki’s lips seeing him.”Turn off the Tesseractor or I will destroy it.”

“You can’t.There is no stopping it. There is only the war.” Loki says menacingly, tipping the scepter down towards Thor on the balcony below the gangway.

The brothers break into a fight, during which Thor sees a glimpse of the fear in Loki’s eyes, the horror creeping into his voice as he tries to hold himself off against him. During this interlude as they spoke Morgan had come out onto the balcony and ended up pushing herself between the brothers, holding her arms out to keep them separated, heavy breaths coming from both Gods as they looked between each other and her. Despite her keeping the peace temporally between them the Chitauri were still reaping havoc on New York around them, causing the sounds of distant screaming mixed with the alarms' continuous blaring, and crumbling sounds of nearby buildings. Steve and the rest of the Avengers doing their best to avenge Earth’s threats.

“Look at this…look around you, you think this madness will end with your rule?”

“It’s too late…it’s too late to stop it.”

“No, we can together.” Regardless of Thor’s words Loki pushes Morgan aside, and with a tiny sharp blade he stabs Thor in his abdomen, making him fall to his knees. However the wet shine to his eyes doesn’t go unnoticed by her after he’d done it, but Loki growls at her when she tries to approach him.

Mercifully Thor finds the strength to get back up and body slammed Loki to the ground before he rolls off the edge of the tower and lands on the back of Chitauri transport to get away.

“Are you alright, Miss?” Thor asks gently in a breathy way.

“Yeah…yeah I’m fine...” Morgan replies, although her mind is foggy and she doesn’t seem to be able to comprehend the swirling emotions inside her.

Thor nods along before apologising that he has to leave her and returns to the fight. She understood loud and clear. After he left she rushed back inside and began raiding the place for medical supplies so she too could get back out there to help. Albeit before getting too far into her search Loki comes back crash landing on the balcony following an explosive arrow shot at him from Hawkeye. Just as Morgan was going to go out to him the Hulk appeared from nowhere and sent the God through another part of the window, more glass shattering everywhere, the echoes of a Hulk cry filled her ears. Instead of intervening this time Morgan saw the God being thrown about and Hulk smashed repeatedly after being called ‘a dull creature.’

Eventually after the dust settled, the Tessa Tesseractor destroyed, putting a stop to the portal opening and the end of the war for good. Earth’s mightiest heroes had prevailed. Morgan approached the God carefully as he laid in a creator shape of himself in the flooring. He was wheezing in pain. Instinctively she knelt down to attend to him, her moral code, keeping him alive in the aftermath of his madness. At first he wouldn’t let her touch him, he was guiding himself, although his resistance gave in at the end. The fog cleared from his mind enough as he looked into her brown eyes and the unusual fluttering of his heart. When he seemed calm she took care of him, her hands soft on his skin and so attentive.

Later as Thor arrested his brother for his crimes Loki paused and looked Morgan over from head to toe. The other’s kept a watchful eye in case Loki tried anything.

“If it’s all the same to you…I’ll have that drink now.” Loki says huskily, biting his lower lip and his eyes darkened with desire, as he drank in her form.

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@ kinghiddlestonanddixon asked if THIS CHAT would be written out… It took me a bit but here it is! 

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Wordcount: 2165

Riding the emotional rollercoaster was no fun at all. You had been on it for a while now, going through all the emotions in one swift ride that seemed to never end. Excitement, joy, exhilaration, angst, doubt, self-consciousness and the least enjoyable of all self-doubt. Every time he was around  it started out with exhilaration, with body-prickling joy, but when you talked to him, when he looked at you with those enchanting eyes as if he would look right into your soul, you got all tangled up in emotions you would like to shut out. You were aware of all the stupid things you said when he seemingly pulled the plug on your normally witty and well-functioning brain. You were aware of every misstep you took and every silly little detail you did not like on your curvaceous body.  

Today, the mission you had participated on in the com-room had shoved you over the edge.

Nothing had gone wrong! No, you had communicated efficient and had helped the Team with crucial information that had led to a fast victory. But talking on the com while HE was fighting against 5 opponents hadn´t helped to eventually stop the rollercoaster ride you were on. SEEING all of it over his built-in amour camera was no help either. One time you had screamed into his ear to watch his back! The chuckle and the panted-out thanks as he JUST managed to get out of stab-range that came back through the line made you go bright red with embarrassment and relief that he did not get hurt.

 Now, an hour later as everybody was accounted for and safely back at the tower you had gotten comfortable at Tony´s full stocked bar, pouring yourself some of the expensive stuff. The doors opened and out of the corner of your eye you saw HIM walking in. The body-prickling joy washed over your senses mixed with relief that he was unhurt and well.

“Lady (Y/N)…” he said in greeting and walked over to the other side of the bar, watching you intensely with his soul-searching eyes.

“Oh, Hi Loki!” you sad after downing the first glass of whiskey and pouring yet another one.

The slight blush on your cheeks could come from the alcohol you reassured yourself, but you knew better… Loki grinned a little bit as he saw you making a face while downing the for sure VERY expensive whisky. “It seems to me you don´t like the taste of this golden liquor very much.”

 A cough exploded out of your mouth after setting the now empty glass down.

“You think?” You managed to get out hoarse. Loki leaned in a little and tilted his head.

“What does it taste like?” He asked with his smooth voice. Emboldened by the 2 glasses you drank you looked up and said a little on the tart side.

“This Whiskey tastes like I´m about to tell you how I really feel!”

Loki´s face fell and in the blink of an eye he was gone.

“Yeah, thought so…” You sighed embarrassed and a little sorry for yourself that you had leashed out on him just now. The next sip of whiskey went down your throat…

 Loki on the other hand ran in circles in his room. He had disappeared after your words and he did not know why. Well, probably he did know. He was frightened you were mad at him for almost getting hurt. For not being more perceptive in the field. He could handle a telling-off from Tony or Cap but he wasn´t sure he could handle it coming from you…so he vanished and had left you alone at the bar.

No, that would not work. He could not let you sit and drink there alone. You clearly where in a mood and maybe you needed someone who´d listen to you vent. He was a grown up for Odins sake, why did he act like a hormonal teenager when he was around you?

 Loki opened the door and walked back to the bar….His inner debate had lasted nearly 2 hours.

As he appeared back in the room, he saw you half slumped over the bar. You drowsily lifted your head. “Oh my!” Loki sighed and came towards you.

“Heeeeeeey you!” you grinned lopsided. “…Didya know you look reeeeeaaaal hot in that leather!!?” Loki looked down on himself and shrugged but was blushing a bit. He deflected your drunken compliment with a snarky question himself. “Did you know that you probably drank to much?” You waved him off. “Naaaah…I´m fine..” You stood and swayed on your feet. Loki sprang into action and caught you just in time.

“I don´t think you are love!”

With a giggle leaving your lips you looked up to that gorgeous god and almost toppled over again. “You called me luv…” Loki tightened his grip and held onto you. “I think you are done for tonight. Since when do you drink anyway?”

He has never seen you drunk nor drinking alcohol at all before. You pressed your head against his chest and snuggled up to him. 

“Me? Drinking? NEVER!” you slurred.

Loki grinned a little to himself. “I know…but then…why today?” he asked softly.

A heavy sigh left your slightly open lips. “Because…I´m afraid telling you something seeecret! Shhhhhh…”

 Loki had to surpress a laugh. “And what would that be?”

He got tired of holding you up that way and picked you up bridal style. That way he also could look into your beautiful eyes. “Can´t tell you! Ss a secret!”

“I can keep a secret!” he quietly said and smiled down on you. You took his closeness and his soft murmurs as a cue to snuggle up to him and close your eyes. “Hmmm…”

Loki stood there, with you in his arms. He felt every part of your body that touched his with a burning heat against his touch-depraved skin.

“Darling?” He softly spoke to get your attention again.

“I´m in love…” you said with a sureness that belied your drunken state.

 Loki´s eyes got all intense with jealousy and his grip on you tightened.

“With whom might I ask?!” He pressed out between thin lips.

You were already drifting off into sleep but answered him.  

“Whom? Loki! But don´t tell Loki! It´s a secret!”

Loki stared at you and his heart began to beat faster and faster.

His emotions boiling up and ALMOST getting out through his eyes in the form of a single tear. You weren’t aware of what you had done to him with your words because you now were fast asleep in his arms.

 Slowly, a big grin began to spread on those handsome features of the god who held you in his arms as if you weigh nothing.

His voice was hoarse as he now spoke in a soft and quiet murmur.

“Believe me…he is too. But that’s a secret as well…”

Out of the speakers that were build in nearly everywhere Jarvis voice sounded a little exasperated. “No, it´s not! Tell her when she is sober again OR I WILL!”

Loki flinched a little but never let go of you. No, he tugged you closer to his chest and rolled his eyes at Jarvis statement as he carried you to HIS bed with a grin spreading on his face. Maybe it was time he fessed up and started acting like the man in love he was.

Problem was, he didn´t know a thing about love…

 Nobody even questioned him as he walked with you fast asleep in his arms to his room. Slowly he placed you on his soft bed and took off your shoes. He eyed your jeans…

Should he? They did look tight…they must be really uncomfortable to sleep in.

“Oh, to hell with it!” He swore and flicked his fingers. In a second you were wearing a shirt of him on top of your underwear. Loki undressed himself and got into bed beside you. He probably should have taken you into your own bed, but who knew what you would do in your drunken state. Loki watched you for a while, before he drifted of into a superficial sleep himself.

 The next morning came and with it your consciousness appeared to be back. But there was something wrong with your room. This was not your….bed…

And this was not only your body that lay in the wrong bed. You opened your eyes and looked down on an arm loosely laying above your belly. A NAKED ARM.

A soft tingle of breath hit your neck and made the hairs on it stand up. You tried to make out something familiar in the dark room, but couldn´t pinpoint anything in the near pitch black. Slowly shifting a little you stopped directly as the body behind you began to move. A naked leg pressed itself between yours and the arm tightened its grip and tugged you closer.  “Mhmmm” a soft rumble sounded near your ear.

WAS THAT?

“Loki?” It burst out of your mouth before you could stop yourself?

“Yes, love?!” He sleepily murmured.

“It really is you!” You gasped. Loki chuckled.

“Yes, would you have liked to wake up to someone else entangled with you?”

“I…uhm.. I…” You stumbled over your own words.

“Careful with your next words! I might be offended and do something stupid without thinking!” He teased but sounded as if he was threatening you.

 “For heavens sake, Loki. Stop that! You are not offended… you are…something else.. I CAN FEEL IT pressing against me!” Now it was Loki´s turn to stammer.

“Oh.. OH! I..”

You didn´t give him time to get a grip.

“Why am I in your bed…and why am I wearing a shirt and WHY are you not wearing more than boxer-shorts?”

Loki loosened his grip a little and turned you onto your back before a soft glowing light lit up next to the bed.

 “Because I caught you after you drank to much and toppled over. Because I undressed you with magic so that you could sleep peacefully. And because it IS my bed you are in and I can wear whatever I like. You can be glad I DID decide to leave the shorts on!”

His eyes glimmered and you saw the mischief in them. He hovered over you and his black hair framed both your faces like a soft private curtain.

Your eyes were fixed on his lips for a second and Loki began to smile.

 “And….Your secret is safe with me love…” he teased softly and brought your attention back to his eyes with that statement.

“Secret?” you asked.

“Yes. Secret….” He grinned and started to come even closer with his lean body, almost laying on top of you now.

“Umm… which secret exactly?”

“You mean there is more than one?” He looked interested and was maybe already arranging a cunning plan to get them out of you.

“TELL HER OR I WILL!”

The both of you flinched and Loki instinctively guarded your body with his own as the voice boomed into his bedroom. His weight pressing you fully into the mattress now.

 “JARVIS!” Loki yelled and you grinned a little as he looked into your eyes as if he had gotten caught doing something naughty.

“What will he tell me?” You asked and watched his eyes in search for an answer.

As he didn´t say anything Jarvis sighed and a projection formed right above you.

You could see everything that had happened after you had swayed into his arms.

“Oh my!” You were embarrassed. But before you could get out under him you heard what Loki said as you were already asleep in his arms.

 “Loki?” you asked softly and touched his cheek.

“YES! I am in love with you!” He blurted out and jumped out of bed to pace the floor.

His words hit you like a sledgehammer, slowly you sat up and watched him.

“You are?” You asked softly and kneeled on the mattress to get out too.

 Loki stood still for a second and you had a hard time not to praise his naked glory with your eyes. “Yes, love. I am. Very much so!” He answered now softer than before and took a step forward to you. “The question is….” He started low and quiet as if he was afraid of the answer you would give him when he finished his question.

“…did you mean what you said yesterday….or was it just the alcohol talking?”

 You blushed but reached out and took his hand into yours to tug him closer.

“Do you sense a lie?” you asked nearly whispering and looked into his beautiful eyes.

Loki concentrated but shook his head almost instantly. “No…I don´t…” His voice broke.

Smiling you reached out with your other hand to curl it around his neck.

“So, YES, I meant it…And….I am kneeling in front of you…”

Loki chuckled and rested his forehead against yours.

“You are, but I´d prefer you kneeling the other way around…AFTER I thoroughly kissed you!”

“LOKI!” you gasped but he only grinned and crashed his lips onto yours, toppling you back onto the bed.

Now you needed to learn to tangle with a god… Inside and outside of the bedroom!

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Since Loki apparently doesn't know what a dog is (I heard it from someone talking about the where mischief lies book) I think it would be so funny and so adorable if he walked around new York pointing to pigeons and rats going "is that a dog?" And then picking up a possum and bringing it home and saying "I found a dog!"

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