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Notes: ...okay, so I managed to post another Loki x Fenris. This might actually be a sequel of something I wrote earlier...don't ask...because I really don't know exactly what fic...hehehe...anyway, this is just one of those one-shot fics I posted because I don't have any other thing to do. Oh, and by the way, this fic is really not related to the title. I don't know why but I chose the title anyway...
(woah...that was the longest note I did so far...I guess this is just what happens when I get sugar high...)
"Non-consensual"
-hajime
The assassin pulled away at an arm's length so both he and his partner could breathe the air called oxygen.
"Thank you, Loki...that was..."Fenris turned to her side, trying to catch her breath, "...something..."
Loki gave a soft 'hmph'. After a few moments, he turned again, facing the female's bare back. He snuggled closer to feel her warmth.
"What is it?" Her cold tone cut all his trains of thoughts.
Realizing that he acted way out of his character, he distanced himself a couple of inches away from her.
"Nothing."
His reply intrigued Fenris. What's up with him? Making up he mind, she decided to take a good look at him.
She stiffened when she heard his voice.
"Fenris, can I ask you to do something for me?"
The girl tilted her head. Her eyes widened as she felt Loki's arms wrap around her, trembling to the touch. He drew her closer.
"Tell me you love me."
"..."
"Lie...I don't care...just...tell me that you do..."
Fenris kept to herself, checking her senses. Loki was indeed trembling.
"I..." Fenris swallowed down hard, "...I can't... I'm sorry..."
The warlock closed her eyes and took notice of the young man's arms withdrawing.
"I'm really sorry... you do know that Chaos is- -"
She stopped the moment she caught sight of the assassin's physique. She feared. There was something glinting in his eyes...something murderous...
And there was. At that point in time, Loki did feel the malicious urge to kill. Fenris? Definitely not. Because she was the reason why he would. Iris? She was another reason too... another reason why Fenris came to him...
Chaos?
...Chaos...
"Chaos does not see you. He doesn't care. You are nothing to him. All you could possibly be is a piece of rag ready to be discarded once soiled. And you are soiled, are you not? After giving yourself like that to me, of course you are." Words dripped like venom.
To Loki's surprise, Fenris did not weep. Her face simply hardened, too stoic for him to bear.
A question hangs.
"What am I to you then?"
"You. Are. Everything. You are the sun. The moon. The air. You are my doll. My beautiful doll."
The girl did not flinch as if she expected what her lover had just said. Then, she stood up, clutching a blanket near her chest only to find Loki reaching up to grab her wrist.
"Do not come to me if you do not desire to be held. Do not come to me if you do not want my arms to wrap around your body for a kiss out of utter desperation of my one-sided love. Do not come to me if you not wish to hear the words..." Aqua orbs softened, "...I love you..."
She still walked away and he knew she would.
Seconds turned to minutes...minutes to hours...and his thoughts were the same as they were after she left, eyes darting into the eternal blue color of the sky.
It seemed to him that the sky had always been...
...so close, and yet so far...
-owarisss