DISCLAIMER! THIS IS RATED M FOR A REASON!What you read, you cannot unread. It is your decision to scroll down or press the back button. I do not own Thor, Thor the Dark World, or Loki (but i wish i owned Loki *wink* READ THIS - IT DOES TONE DOWN! IT DOES NOT KEEP BEING SMUTTY FOR 10 CHAPTERS! IT DOES GET MORE APPROPRIATE! Once you get past chapter 2 the storyline does take shape!

Now with that out of the way, enjoy the story. :)

Jane strode to Loki beside Thor. She drew her hand back and slapped him. "That's for New York." She growled. 'God his face is so smooth.' She thought to herself.

He grinned, "I like her." He said to Thor.

'Oh my God he likes me. Does he read minds?' He turned his dazzling smile to her for a moment. 'Oh shit. I wanna kiss him right now.'

On the boat escaping Asgard-

Jane watched Loki steer the ship. The way his hands handled the rudder, and how badly she longed for those hands to run down her body.

His hands smoothly palmed the steering oar. Jane let out an involuntary moan. Thor took it for a moan of pain though, and put a warm blanket over her. All she wanted was for Loki to be near her. To be under that blanket with her.

On the Dark World-

Loki pushed Jane down, and crouched protectively over her, his head close to hers. 'He smells so good. Oh gosh he smells so good. Like frost on pine trees early in the morning. Like crisp snow as it falls, with a subtle trace of mint.'

Oh how she wanted him, feeling his cool body pressed against hers, shielding her from the blast of the Aether. 'He's so tempting. Oh God I'm getting hot.'

Loki grinned. As the god of tricks, he could also hear people's thoughts. And right now he was thoroughly enjoying listening to Jane's.

He usually kept his cool. Literally. But Jane made him... Warm. Particularly in his lower region. He pressed himself closer to her, feeling even warmer. Loki inhaled deeply. She smelled like vanilla.

Jane felt a blush creep along her neck and cheeks, amidst all the chaos of Thor destroying the Aether.

'I'm getting so hot right now. He's so close.' She had a sudden picture of her on her back, as Loki kissed her neck, his fingers buried in her hair. She jolted to reality as she felt a light touch on her waist. Loki ran his hand up to her smooth flat stomach. Jane moaned quietly, as Loki rubbed his cheek against hers. His once cool skin rose in temperature, as his hand started to creep higher. He groaned as he pressed even closer.

Loki's hand suddenly left her body, as the chaos ceased. Thor stood where he was, looking proud of himself, all smug with his hammer and lightning. 'Pig.' She thought to herself.

'I really really like her.' Loki decided with a wink to himself.

They watched in shock though, as the Aether rose from the ground, sharp and evil looking.

Jane cringed, and whimpered, taking shelter beneath Loki. He kept one arm anchored to the ground, and the other wrapped protectively around Jane. His heart ached a little, hearing her whimper. He wanted to protect her.

He knew her thoughts... He knew her desires. And he wanted the same thing. He used his teleportation and powers of illusion, to take her to his own private place on a distant moon. It was a mansion, gold on the outside, and green and gold on the inside, and depictions of his animal, the ram everywhere.

Loki transported Jane and himself to his bedroom. The light was low, and in the center and back of the room was a massive gilded bed, with green silk sheets.

They appeared in the room together, Jane holding him tightly, her face pressed against his chest. He held her close, in no hurry to rush things. He stroked her hair, enjoying the thoughts running through her mind. 'I don't want to let go. I'm not letting go. He smells so good. I feel so safe with him. I

want to tell him I love him.'

Loki's heart leapt, and his breath caught in his chest. He smiled down to her, "All you need to do is speak." He murmured gently.

Jane startled, leaving Loki's arms. "Where are we?" She said, looking at the fine room around her.

"We're at my own place, on a distant moon." He replied easily. "No one will find us." He held out his hand to her. Jane reached out and took it. Loki pulled her up against his chest. Jane tilted her head to kiss him, but Loki pulled back with a wry grin. "I know how you feel, but I want to hear you say it."

Jane smiled, "I love you." She breathed.

Loki felt his heart sing, and kissed her. She tasted sweet, and smelled so good. His right hand wrapped around her waist, and his left hand buried into her soft hair, his fingers snared by her long, silky locks. Her heart pounded against him, as his beat hard against his armor, which he shed with his magic. Jane brought her hands to his tunic, rubbing his chest. Their lips parted, both breathing hard. "You look so beautiful. Like a princess." He breathed. Jane's chest heaved against his, she pulled at his tunic.

The next thing she knew, she was on the bed, straddling Loki's legs, in her underwear and his tunic, running her hands along his back and sculpted chest, moaning as he kissed her neck. She loved the feel of his cool, pale skin, and his muscles. He was long and lean, and incredible to touch, and Jane let her hands roam freely over him. He paused, "You look even more beautiful in green." And then he kissed her again, his hands slid up along her curved back, unclasping her bra. He slid the straps out over her arms, and flicked it away. Jane ran her fingers through Loki's thick, dark hair, kissing his forehead, working her way to his mouth.

"Jane." He breathed, "Oh Jane."

"Loki." She mewled in response. He kissed her neck again, moving to her tunic covered breast. She tilted her head back, eyes closed letting out a long moan. Loki pulled his tunic off of her, leaving her upper body bare to him. "Loki." She gasped.

"Jane." He groaned, pressing his hand against her spine, knotting his fingers in her hair again. Jane pressed her breasts against him, loving the intimate feel of their skin touching. Loki, who was privy to her every thought, was even more energized by her feel and by her thoughts. He pressed her against his warming chest, as he kissed her neck.

"Gods I love you so much." Loki breathed against her mouth, rolling his hips into hers, the needs of his body becoming ever greater. He could feel the pressure between his legs building, and he wanted so badly to release it. For Jane to be his release.

Jane moaned, "I love you too." Her hands made their way to his pants, tugging at them, as her hips bucked against his.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked her.

"You don't even have to ask." Jane murmured against his skin.

"Good." Loki grinned, "Because I thought it was a little late to go back." And without another word, he pulled her panties off, and shed his briefs, moving Jane to the pillows. He gazed down at the woman of his dreams, with her honeyed brown hair spread across the silks like a halo, one of her hands knotted into her hair behind her head. 'Gods she looks so damn sexy.' He thought to himself, as he kissed her body from head to toe, nipping her gently now and then. She moaned when he reached her jewel. Loki grinned again, and gave her one long lick, making her hips buck. He did it again, as Jane wound her fingers into his hair, gasping with each lick and kiss he delivered to her dripping wet jewel.

Loki kissed and nipped his way back up to Jane's mouth, as he teased her wet jewel with his cock.

She moaned a little louder, and he gave her a smoldering look, as he inserted himself into her. Jane gave an even loud moan, tossing her head back. Loki groaned as he pushed himself deeper into her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, as he began to slowly thrust into her; she wrapped her arms around him, kissing his delicious mouth and neck, listening to the moans he made as he thrust.

He picked up the pace a little, thrusting faster and deeper into her. Jane's moans increased in volume, matching the tempo of her lover's thrusts. Loki thrust harder, eliciting a gasp from Jane. Her back arched up until her breasts pressed against Loki's chest.

He groaned and kissed her neck, slowing the pace. Loki rested on his lover, letting his head rest on the pillows, still deep in Jane, and breathing hard.

Jane panted against Loki's hot skin. "You're so tight." He breathed, "I love it." He wrapped her hair around his fingers, "I love you." He drew back and thrust hard and deep into her body. She gasped and arched up against her lover, "Loki." She moaned.

He groaned, thrusting a little faster. Loki locked his lips with hers. He gasped and slowed down, stiffening for a moment. He groaned again, and laid against his lover, before moving to lie down beside her. Jane turned on her side to face him, breathing hard against his skin. He pulled her against his chest.

When Jane had regained her breath, Loki looked at her, "I'm a little sweaty. Care for a shower?" he grinned wickedly at her.