"Tell me the Truth…" – Loki x Reader Ch1
Perfect. It was a word you used very rarely to describe a situation or object, but, well… This moment was absolutely perfect. There was no arguing, no fights, and no villains trying to destroy the Earth. No, it was just you and Loki, silently enjoying each other's company. And, let's face it, after the year the two of you had just had, you both deserved to openly enjoy your relationship. There were still moments when the memories of the late nights and secrets weighed heavily on your mind, and often caused your chest to tighten so much that you could barely breathe, and - Suddenly Loki's strong arms tightened around your waist,
"(Name), they are happy for us… Don't dwell on the past…" The raven-haired man whispered while gently rocking you from side to side. You let out a deep breath and eased back against Loki's chest,
"I know, I know…" you murmured and turned on your heels to face Loki, "but I-," you started, but when your (e/c) eye met with Loki's, you stopped. You sighed sheepishly and slumped forward to rest your forehead on his shoulder, while wrapping your arms around his chest. Perfect.
The soft, rhythmic beating of his heart was soothing. You closed your eyes and focused on the sound. The soft thumping reminded you of your nights with the raven-haired God. Suddenly your skin came alive, and every small movement Loki made sent an uncontrollable wave of tingling pleasure. You bit your lower lip as pictures from nights past filled your mind. Loki's tantalising touches, his hands running all over your body, and exceedingly skilled tongue-
"Loki!" you growled as you pulled away from his tight grip and glared up to him. A small smirk pulled at his lips,
"Was I that obvious?" he asked as you were able to regain control of your thoughts. You crossed your arms over your chest and turned to leave. However, just before you could escape your irritating boyfriend, his arms wrapped firmly around your mid-section and he pulled you back to his chest. "I'm sorry (Name)… but you know I have trouble controlling myself when you start thinking of-," he stopped speaking when you shot him a less than pleased look. He sighed and kissed up your neck. "I promise I won't do it… for the rest of the day at least…" you could feel the start of a scowl pulling at your features, which only deepened when Loki's eyes told you how amused he was = with the situation.
His hand gently turned you around and lifted your chin so your face was barely an inch from his.
"You don't wish me to influence your thoughts ever again?" he asked. Suddenly you felt his presence leave your mind completely. It left you feeling cold and empty. Your fingers clasped Loki's shirt tightly as you tried to adjust to the dark emptiness of your mind for the first time in over a year, but you knew it probably wasn't going to happen quickly. Even when you were separated by great lengths, you could still feel Loki in your mind, it gave you comfort and a security knowing that even if he weren't physically with you, he was still there. Loki's hand brushed against your cheek and his presence and emotions flooded your mind again. A sharp gasp caught in your throat as your mind was finally able to regain some stability. You nuzzled into his chest to try and stop the tears that welled in your eyes. Most of the time Loki was sweet and well… nice, but there were times when the malicious and vengeful Loki reared his head.
"Please… don't do that again…" you muttered into his chest. Immediately Loki's presence in your mind changed to a comforting hum.
"I'm sorry…" he said,
"Aaaaw! That's so cute!" Clint exclaimed. Both you and Loki sighed exasperatedly before turning to the hyperactive Avenger. Clint usually was… excitable, but not this high-strung… All of a sudden Loki started guiding you towards the rooftop lounge room and bar of Stark Tower. You stumbled over your feet several times, and attempted even more than that to get Loki or Clint to tell you what was happening. When the elevator door finally opened you could have sworn you jumped ten feet in the air. Everyone, literally everyone was there and yelled surprise at the same time. It took a moment for your heart to settle, but once you regained some composure, you were able to scan the area with your full attention. You didn't realise just how many people you knew, and especially since the events of New York and The Avengers opening their doors to many more heroes, your address book and network expanded exponentially. Well, it was your job after all. Being the main communications officer for The Avengers, you had to know all of those people, as well as many people within S.H.I.E.L.D. and various other organisations.
You started to walk forward, admiring the ambience and decorations around the room. There were drinks on tables, bright lights and, what seemed like, hundreds of dancing bodies on the roof- and there goes Clint. You watched as he ran off towards Natasha, a large, goofy grin on his face.
"He must have gotten distracted by something shiny…" Loki muttered before he leaned forward and kissed your temple, "Happy anniversary…"he whispered. You smiled and wrapped your arms around the raven-haired man as you both moved deeper into the party.
You had guessed that the party was Loki's idea, but it was Tony who put it all together. It was a fun night that seemed to go on forever. Thor ate himself stupid on pop tarts, Logan 'accidentally' scratched one of Tony's expensive tables and, well, Clint pissed Natasha off so badly that she actually kicked his arse. You giggled at the memory before sighing softly. The party had stretched on for nearly five hours, and at midnight it was just starting to die down. There were still plenty of people around, and the music was still going, but you and Loki had moved to the solitude of one of the outside verandas.
"You know Loki, I feel a little guilty not getting you anything… I mean… it's not like I didn't remember, I just… uh…" Loki started chuckling at your stuttering;
"Stark was the one who told me to do something actually…" he pulled you from the outdoor lounge chair to his lap and started combing his fingers through your hair, "and besides, it's only the two month anniversary for everyone else, but for us, it's actually one year and two months. Because of the issues we've had, we couldn't celebrate the one year anniversary, so why not have it now?" Loki's free hand wrapped around your waist, shielding you from the cool night air.
"I suppose your right… but I still feel bad for not getting you anything…" you smirked when a thought hit you, "actually… I think I do have a present I can give you…" you turned to face Loki, "but it'll be for later tonight. Okay?" A wide smirk covered Loki's features, and he moved forward to gently kiss you,
"Maybe now would be a better time… don't you agree?" your lips gently brushed against yours again as your hands moved to his chest.
"Maybe…" you replied as he deepened the kiss.
"There is a visitor for you Mr. Laufeyson." J.A.R.V.I.S. called. Loki tried to keep the kiss going, but you sighed and pulled away from him. Loki pouted and refused to let go of your waist, or let you get too far away.
"They can wait." He insisted, trying to pull you closer once again.
"Loki…" you started while attempting to pry his hands away from your body, "you have to play nice for a little while longer, okay?" you kissed his cheek as you were finally able to escape his grip. The raven-haired man groaned and stood before begrudgingly leaving you alone on the veranda.
You sat back down on the chair and looked around the corner to make sure Loki was playing nicely with whomever it was that wanted to talk to him. He was talking, rather erratically to a man you didn't recognise. Your brows furrowed as you tried to make-out what they were saying, but between the music and the bustling city below, you couldn't clearly hear a single word. The unknown man stepped forward, obviously raising his voice at Loki, who, to no surprise at all to you, didn't take kindly to it at all. So in response, Loki grabbed the man's collar and threw him against the wall with an incredible force and held him there, a few feet from the ground. You gasped before quickly rushing to Loki's side and trying to pry the two apart,
"Leave! You aren't wanted here, just get out!" Loki growled when you finally pulled him away.
"Loki," you warned in a low voice as you placed your hand on his chest to settle him before turning back to the man, "I'm sorry, are you okay?" When the man's ice blue eyes met with yours, you could sense a deep coldness in him, which sent a frozen shiver down your spine. Loki's arm wrapped protectively around you and held you still from moving any further forward.
"There's no need to apologise (Name), Alex was just leaving…" Loki spat bitterly. You shifted your gaze to Loki, who had a deeply settled scowl covering his features.
"Fine then…" Alex replied before leaving.
You weren't sure why, but your heart was racing. Your hands tightened around Loki and you tightly closed your eyes, trying to force Alex's hate filled eyes from your mind. Loki gently kissed the top of your head,
"Sorry, he was just a fool I once knew…" Loki's voice still had a very bitter edge to it,
"What did he do to piss you off so badly?" you asked, breathing in Loki's scent,
"Don't worry…" he took a deep, calming breath, "I'm going to get a drink. How about you go into the lounge room, and I'll be with you in a minute…" he said, pointing to the unused room. You nodded and kissed Loki's cheek before the two of you went off on your separate ways.
There was still an uneasy feeling nagging at the back of your mind, but you tried to silence it as best you could. You were just about to round the corner when the sounds of hushed voices reached your ears.
"I swear! The guy who asked for Loki was with him during the New York incident!" You heard Clint loudly whisper,
"So? You were with Loki for a while there too…" Natasha replied, boredom filling her tone.
"No, no, no. I mean, ya' know… with him. Like a lover." Clint insisted. Wait… What? Loki and that guy were… lovers?! An unsettled knot formed in your stomach,
"Clint, you were brainwashed when you saw them together, who says what you remember from that time is accurate?" The red head asked. There was a moment of silent contemplation, and when Clint didn't reply, Nat continued. "You need to stop talking and stop spreading rumours before you hurt someone..." she growled. You knew she hated gossiping about people behind their backs, and for that, you were thankful. But that didn't stop what Clint said from claiming the forefront of your mind. Had you heard him correctly…? Did Loki really-
"Look, I'm just telling you what I saw. I'm not prejudice! I'm just saying, I think (Name) should know that Loki and that guy have-," No… you couldn't bear to listen to anymore. You closed off your ears to everything but the sound of your own thumping heartbeat as you quickly walked through the lounge room to the other door, which was closer to the bedrooms. You saw Natasha and Clint turn to you, shock covering their faces, but you paid little attention to them. The threat of tears falling down your cheeks made you walk faster and faster. You had to get away… The water in your eyes began to blur your vision, and, because of this, you ran straight into someone.
You didn't even need to look up to know it was Loki, his scent and dress sense told you who it was immediately.
"(Name)…?" His hand came to rest on your shoulder as the other placed his drink down. "(Name), what's wrong?" he asked, trying to pull you closer. But you didn't move. You couldn't, not till you knew.
"Is it true…?" you choked out. Loki's brows furrowed.
"Is what true?" he sounded confused.
"Were you…" your breathing hitched, and the words in your throat caught and refused to leave. "Did you and Alex ever…"Again you found yourself unable to finish your sentence, but the shocked and pained look on Loki's face told you all you needed to know. It was true… Loki and that guy had… Stop. Just stop thinking about it. You inhaled deeply before heading off towards your room. Not the room you shared with Loki, no, you couldn't be around him at the moment. You had to go back to the room Tony had given you when you first moved into the tower. You had to be alone. You had to be alone to think about everything that had just happened.
All the while, there was a little voice in your mind asking: Why were you so upset about it? It was all in the past… right?