Author's Note: I do not own anything in the Marvel Universe nor do I seek any sort of profit from this story.


It was a Saturday night and Darcy Lewis was stuck in the apartment. Thor and Jane were out together. Again. Ever since his return, they've formed one giant sickly sweet love blob. It probably wouldn't have bothered her much if Ian, Jane's newest student assistant and potential lover of Darcy, didn't get back with his ex as week ago. Hell, even Selvig had a girlfriend! A nurse from the cuckoo's nest no less!

And since she was loveless, she was left to her own devices. Alone. Pathetically alone. Unblissifully alone. Wallowing. She sighed as she shuffled to the cordless that was on the desk, only one thought in her brain to make the evening less bleak.

"Good evening and thank you for calling Dominos! This is Mike, what can I do for you?" A male voice asked cheerfully.

"Hello to you chuckles! Question, are you guys still doing that two for whatever?" Darcy asked. The male on the other stuttered a quick 'yes' and she laughed. "Yes! You've made my night Mikey! I would very much like to get your stuffed cheesy bread, extra stuffed,"

"Ahem, yes ma'am…"

"And since I will not be seeing any other sausage in my future, I would very much like the meat lover's with extra sausage," Darcy stated, dragging out the last word feeling how uncomfortable Mike was on the other end. "Lastly, I would like a ten piece boneless wings with blue cheese, ranch, and garlic cheese sauce,"

"E-excellent ma'am, would you like to add a chocolate lave crunch cake to your order?"

"Well fuck me sideways Mike, I believe you are seducing me! Yes, I would very much like that," Darcy stated, holding back her laughter. "Can you throw in a 2 liter diet Pepsi with that?"

"Uh, erm-"

"Haha, just fucking with you Mike; I'd like a Mountain Dew and I promise that's it," she almost giggled.

"Ahaha, yes ma'am," he began anxiously, "that'll be $34.18 and it'll be about 25-35 minutes," he stated before she gave her address.

"If you can get it here in 20, I'll show you my tits," she replied back. The man, feeling flushed enough hung up before she could say anything else. Darcy began to cackle like a mad woman knowing that she may have to check her food for any secret ingredients.

~*28 minutes later…*~

Darcy perked up and all but leapt from the couch to the front door. A female around her age with caramel skin and thick frames glanced at her cautiously as if she really was prepared to flash her. Darcy smirked as the female removed each item then gave her the total once more. Darcy handed her two twenties, "keep the change dollface," she winked before shutting the door.

She then brought the boxes to the glass coffee table and spread each in front of her. She moaned as each smell overtook her. "I'm in fat kid heaven," she said aloud as she quickly inspected each item before her. Satisfied that no pubic hairs or saliva made it into her food, she dug in.

She sampled bites of each item, stuffing portion after heavy portion into her mouth like a starving animal. Cracking open her Mountain Dew, she drank from the bottle as she flipped channels while a slice of pizza dangled from her mouth.

Finally, she settled on a watered down Disney version of a cartoon 'Avengers'; Darcy always got a kick out of how the real world Avengers were portrayed in this form. During this particular scene however, Loki was thrown off a giant throne and he proceeded to cry like a five year old making Darcy laugh loudly.

"God, Loki is such a whiny tool bag," Darcy stated aloud.

"I resent that…" A silky voice replied behind her. Darcy dropped her pizza and slowly turned around. Before her, in the flesh, in his gold horned spear wielding glory; the being that almost tore apart New York and brought about an intergalactic war, was Loki.

"Oh my fuck!" She screamed, falling backwards off the couch and narrowly missing the coffee table. Darcy scrambled to stand, making sure the table was between them all the while Loki just smirked at her behavior. "What fuckery is this?! Aren't you supposed to be dead?!" Darcy exclaimed, making Loki frown.

"Yes mortal, I did…or at least, a part of me did. But I am still a God! And I am here before you!" He stated, spreading his arms wide. Darcy gave him a funny and crossed her arms.

"Well buddy, I hope you don't expect me to kneel before you; I know how you get off on all that power hungry crap," Darcy stated, blushing slightly as she caught the double meaning of her words. Loki raised an eyebrow at this, ever the perceptive one.

"Oh my little pet," he spat, "wouldn't you love to know what, how do you say, gets me off," he stated in the same silky tone. Darcy flushed at this and had no idea why.

'What in the Hell is he doing? Sorcery? Yes, that must be it! I mean, even though he's an alien homicidal maniac…he was attractive in a tall, dark, and brooding British type of way.' Darcy quickly shook her head of those thoughts, silently reminding herself to stop binge watching American Horror Story…she couldn't start falling for psychos too.

"Why are you here?" She demanded. "If you are looking for Thor, he's out with Jane somewhere," she stated bitterly.

"I'm aware of that, my pet," he replied, moving forward towards Darcy. She in turn moved away as he began to circle her, like a wolf stalking his prey.

"Again, why are-"

"I am here, answering your pleas, my dear creature," he mock bowed. It was Darcy's turn to raise a brow.

"Ok, who pissed in your cheerios because you sound bat shit crazy…more so than usual," she replied, now positioned behind the couch while Loki stood in front of it. 'Now if I can just get to my taser in my bag...' she thought to herself.

Loki smirked at her, full of menace and mischief. "In the late hours of the day, when all are meant to sleep and dream, you called out to me in your own darkness…alone and in need," he stated. Darcy froze, inches away from snatching up her bag.

Noticing her change in expression, Loki continued, "Yes my dear, I heard you...watched you, full of lust and in heat, pleading with me…begging, even for a release," he stated, standing in front of her now.

Still rooted to that one spot, Darcy stared up at Loki in shock. She thought she was careful in her exploits. Sure, she knew Loki was madman. Yes, he killed a great number of people, and leveled a city then attempted to dominate an entire race.

But the way Thor spoke of him added in with the few semesters of Psychology she had under her belt, she pitied Loki. And she hated to admit it aloud…she had a serious lady boner for bad boy villains.

Helmet and spear gone, Loki moved closer, just staring her down as the cogs kept turning. He raised a hand to her cheek, caressing it slightly. Darcy shivered and closed her eyes, leaning into his palm. His skin felt cool against her very flush skin while a subtle scent radiated from his wrist, crumbling whatever sanity Darcy had left.

"For a quivering lowly mortal, I was honored, and pleased by your prayers to me," Loki stated, bringing his other hand to rest at Darcy's throat.

"Shhhh," Darcy whispered, eyes closed, "you ruining it,"

Loki moved in so his lips were hovering against her ear, "oh my pet, I haven't even begun to ruin it," he said seductively.

Darcy's eyes shot open just as Loki crashed his lips onto hers. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as Loki's tongue forced her lips open. Moaning, she let him in as he explored her mouth. Loki then pushed Darcy against the nearby wall, still devouring her mouth while she let her hands wander to his hair. She tugged at his soft locks and he growled in response.

One hand grabbed her wrists, slamming them above her while the other took to her throat. Loki pulled his mouth from hers, taking a moment for both to breathe. Darcy's lips were plump and pink from his assault and her eyes mirrored his own: glazed over and swimming with lust. Darcy wrapped her legs around Loki's waist, pressing into his erection.

"You little minx," Loki hissed, "I would take you here on this wall if I desired,"

"Then why don't you," Darcy replied, pressing against him making him groan.

"Another desire outweighs this one," he stated, looking into her confused face. "I wish to taste you Darcy Lewis,"

The girl gulped as he pulled her from the wall and moved down the hallway to her room. Lightly tossing her to the bed, he snapped his fingers and suddenly, her wrist were bound, tied to her headboard. Darcy tugged and whined, realizing that he intended to drag this out. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, feeling extremely damp…then she felt a draft. Looking down, she gasped then glared at Loki. She was naked before him.

He grinned in response, "Glorious thing you are," he moved to kneel in front of her and leaned forward to blow against her nether regions. She shivered and he smiled as he buried his face in her pubis. "Mmmm, so sweet and so soft," he mused. Then without warning, he plunged his silver tongue inside.

"Oh fuck!" Darcy screamed, clenching at her binds. She raised her hips to meet his movements only to be slammed down by a firm grip to her hips. She moaned his name as he lapped at her juices. His tongue then went deeper as he tongue fucked her and he began pinching her clit.

Never in her life did she feel so many sensations at once nor did she organism so hard that she saw stars. Darcy's eyes rolled once more as Loki milked away the first of many orgasms that he was to give her. She was breathing heavily by the time Loki crawled up to face her.

"I really hope you don't think we are finished love," Loki stated as he hovered a few inches above, fully erect, and ready to sheath himself in her sweet pink folds.

"I just…mmmm…that was…"

"Nothing you've ever experienced by man," he finished for her, moving to kiss and nip at her neck.

"Yes," she said breathily, feeling more pressure build in her belly.

"Good…no mortal man can have you…only me," Loki stated as he grabbed her hands and thrust inside of Darcy. Hard. Darcy screamed at the intrusion inside of her.

"So big…" Darcy stated softly. Loki pecked her lips softly, allowing her body to adjust to his girth. Kissing back, she wrapped her legs around him and raised her hips to his. Taking the hint, Loki moved…really moved. He thrust hard and deep. Darcy matched his thrusts, mewling in his ear, fueling his fire.

Skin slapping skin, bodies drenched with sweat, he pounded erratically. Darcy's hands now free, scratched down Loki's back and clutched his hair.

"Loki…mmmph, Loki…I'm…mmmm, ah fuck," Darcy moaned loudly, feeling another orgasm wreck her body. She clenched around his member, milking him which brought about his release, mixing with hers.

Loki collapsed on top of her, both breathing heavily. He lightly massaged her nipples, making them perk instantly.

"Oh how I apologize for ignoring these," he stated as sucked and nipped at her nipples then moved to kiss her breasts.

"Loki…" Darcy whined, feeling utterly spent, sated, and horny all over again. Smirking, he moved to kiss her softly, but stopped suddenly and looked around.

"Damnit, they're early," Loki growled. Standing up, he snapped his fingers and dressed them both. Pulling her too her feet, he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. "I'll see you again love," he promised before vanishing.

Darcy groaned, "so much for cuddling…" she whined as she moved to exit her room, stumbling a bit. By the time she reached the couch, her legs were screaming at her, and the door had opened to reveal a smiling Thor and blushing Jane.

"Wow Darcy, save me any leftovers?" Jane asked, surveying the buffet before her. Darcy rolled her eyes and swept an arm in front of her.

"Help yourself, I'm full," she stated with a blush, crossing her legs.

"Good evening Lady Darcy, I trust you had a good evening?" Thor boomed.

Darcy grinned, "I was stuffed with sausage Thor, what more can a girl ask for?"