If the weapon is your love, I've got my hands up
If you're gonna take me down, I surrender
I'll give you anything you want
Just don't leave me alone
This is a hold up, this is a hold up

Darcy and Loki had seemed to fall into a bit of a routine within their first month of dating. Being together just came so naturally somehow, and neither one seemed to mind. Like most couples, they were still in the "honeymoon" phase of their new relationship, which meant neither could keep their hands off of each other. They'd decided to start the tradition of movie night again, which had been put on hiatus during Darcy's three month stint with Kevin. Thor had actually been the one to suggest it. He had been introduced to the idea by Jane as a way to spend more time together, and he had figured it would help his younger brother find something in common with Darcy if they were to be staying together.

So, movie night was born. But, there was a difference between movie night pre-Kevin and now. It had quickly turned into 'movies-as-a-background-noise-to-making-out' night, which, once again, neither seemed to mind. That leads to tonight. It was a typical Friday night for them, what with Darcy's legs being swung overtop of his lap while her hands were deeply tangled within his hair, and Loki with one hand holding the back of her neck, and the other gripping her right above her hips. So far, this is about how far they'd manage to get without something ruining or interrupting the moment.

Darcy had a good feeling about tonight, though. She really wanted to go further with him, and she knew he felt the same. Loki had begun to move the hand on the back of her neck south until it reached her breast, and he began kneading it gently, drawing a soft sigh from Darcy. Oh, his hands feel good.

She was addicted to his touch the first time they kissed. And this…oh this was way more than she'd ever imagined. He made her feel things she'd never felt before, and the best part? He wasn't even meaning to. In fact, he was just as affected as she was. He'd had no intention on falling in love with her when they first met, but now that he had, he wouldn't have it any other way.

The hand on her breast began to travel downwards yet again, when wouldn't you know it, there was a knock on the door. At first, they ignored it, figuring whoever it was would get the hint and go away. He was just beginning to slip his fingertips beneath the waistband of her sweatpants when it happened again. The knock was a bit more forceful this time, and they both knew they'd have to chalk this up to another almost.

Loki's hands retreated reluctantly as he pulled his lips away from hers, rested his forehead against hers, and closed his eyes. Darcy sighed as she pulled back her own hands as well, letting them rest on his chest. She had been so entranced by their kissing that she almost forgot why they'd stopped. That is, until a demanding knock resounded throughout their apartment once again. Loki groaned as he got up from the couch, ran a hand through his hair, and looked through the peep hole to find the last person he'd wanted to see right now fiddling with his hands angrily.

Loki rolled his eyes as he opened the door. He'd barely been able to move out of the way as Thor marched right into the apartment, obviously fuming and worked up over something.

So much for a romantic evening, Darcy thought.

"Brother, I need to speak with you, right away!" Thor boomed. Loki was about to respond, but instead let out an 'oof!' as Thor grabbed his arm and forcefully yanked him into the kitchen area. Darcy wondered if Thor realized that there was an opening in the wall where the bar and the bar stools stood, but he'd obviously been too pre-occupied to realized that he was still within direct earshot of her, and still very visible.

"Brother, I need to ask you something." Thor had seemed to calm down a smidge.

"Can it wait? We were sort of in the middle of something before you came barging-"

"I have forgotten mine and Jane's anniversary, and she will not speak with me," Thor interrupted. "What must I do to make it up to her?"

Well, first you can start by NOT interrupting our sexy time, Darcy retorted in her mind as she tried to pretend to focus on the movie.

Loki sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Listen, brother, you must go speak to her-"

"I cannot! She has locked me out of her apartment. Please, may I stay with you and Lady Darcy for this evening?"

Oh hell no. Get the fuck OUT. Darcy was doing all she could to appear expressionless and like she wasn't totally eavesdropping (even though Thor was making no effort to be quiet).

"Thor, go home. Speak with Jane. I'm sure she'll let you in." Loki didn't show it, but he was just as anxious to get back to his and Darcy's little make out session as she was.

"I suppose you're right. I should try and speak with her again." Thor sighed.

"Good, then I shall see you tomorrow-"

"I shall see her first thing in the morning! As for now, goodnight Loki." Thor began to make his way to the guest bedroom (Loki's old room). He briefly nodded his head and gave a kind smile as said his goodnights to Darcy as well.

Darcy stood up from the couch as Thor shut the bedroom door. She was about to march right in there and give him a piece of her mind. She glanced over to Loki, who looked lost and speechless. She let out a small growl in annoyance before walking over to their bedroom and shutting the door.

Loki stood frozen in the kitchen still, unsure of what he was to do. He sighed as he finally decided to shut off the movie and get comfortable on the couch. So I take it I'm sleeping here tonight.

What am I going to do?