Silence, absolute, dreadful, titillating silence broken only by thunder in the distance and the clock ticking on the wall. How long had I been sleeping unaware of my shadowed visitor? The thought of him standing there watching me as I slept somehow thrilled me. It was scary, yes, because I didn't know who the hell he was and earlier vanished literally into thin air; but someone that beautiful made this situation somehow….kinky. I was sure he could hear my heart beating in the dark, and see my face flush red. He moved closer into the light of the window so I could see him a bit better. Shadows and lightning through the window only accentuated his appearance I notice and I blushed a even deeper red with that notion. I finally managed to gather myself and speak.
"What do you want? Why are you following me? Look I don't have anything of importance, I'm not even important. I'm just a poor waitress at a old diner in a tiny town. So what gives? You said forget everything I saw today, even though that's pretty damn hard to do. Especially when beautiful men just appear out of nowhere and then vanish into the sky! Ah…oh…I..mean..I didn't mean to say…" I slapped my forehead and sighed. 'Great, now I just called him beautiful to his face. Not only do I not know who he is, but I just came on to him.'
"I see your speech is as eloquent as a drunken dwarf, crude and jittery." Even the most sarcastic comments still flowed as smooth as silk on skin when spoken by him. I undoubtedly could have handled speaking to him a little better, I was just grateful he seemed to be ignoring the bit where I hit on him; though, that was rude.
"You know….I kind of take offense to that. I happen to usually be quite eloquent, that is when some strange man isn't breaking into my house and standing at the foot of my bed."
A small air of mirth crossed his face yet did not reach his eyes. He smiled yet his eyes seemed almost…sad. "My intention was not to scare you. I don't really know what my intention was to be honest. I should have simply gone home and left the matter aside, but after knowing you could see me, I just couldn't leave such matters alone" He swept over to the side of my bed and sat down right beside me. "My name is Loki. There now you can address me properly instead of shouting aimlessly!" He chuckled softly.
"Loki….I know that name. The trickster god from Nordic tales, it's a very beautiful name, though kind of unusual in this day and age huh?" Loki raised his eyebrow and tilted his head.
"Unusual? I should hope so. I would find it unpleasant to find every mortal in Midgard running around with my namesake." I felt very confused, the way Loki spoke seemed almost too proper and outdated for recent generations. Even though he scared the shit out of me when I woke up, he still seemed such the gentleman. He spoke of things the way no other would; what human called others of their kind mortals, or even spoke of Earth in reference Midgard? Either one very dedicated follower of the Nordic gods….or…or…a Nordic god them self. This Loki was the Loki, he had to be! I have a god sitting next to me on my bed, a very beautiful, mysterious god. I'm nothing special, why did he come? It made my heart race nervously, but I found myself also very…aroused.
"You said I saw you, yet none of the others around me could. That makes sense for them, with you being the master illusionist and all. If they couldn't see you though, then why could I?"
"I wondered that myself. I do not understand how a mortal woman could see me, see past my illusions. Whatever the reason, you've seen me, and I came tonight to understand why a little better. I think I have my answer. You're a bit of a psychic or empath correct?" All I could do was nod, my tongue was too tied up and my throat too dry. "Yes I could sense that much from you. You are a very intriguing mortal, my lady"
"S..Scarlett."
"What?"
"That's my name. My name is Scarlett, now you can address me properly too!" I giggled nervously, my shyness was starting to really seep in and mess me up. Loki raised his eyebrow again and smiled faintly.
"Well met, Scarlett of Midgard." Loki stood up from my bed, but then did something that both shocked and thrilled me. He turned and pressed his lips against mine. His lips were so soft and sensual, that the kiss alone was enough to send me into horny schoolgirl mode. His lips withdrew from mine after a good minute of turning me into mush. "Until we meet again, Lady Scarlett." With that he was gone again, and I was left in the dark, stormy night alone and frustrated.
I had seen a glimpse of excitement last night, a brief moment of living in a pool of simply existing. Today I was going through the motions ever more than before. I didn't want to go about my business as usual, I wanted to see Loki again. He had said until we meet again but I wondered if I really was ever going to see him again. It saddened me that there was a chance that I wouldn't, but I tried to think positively that he would come back. It was my hope to hear his voice again that kept me going today instead of pouting and sulking like a child. I did my job at work like a good little employee, but I wanted out quickly. I wanted to go home and wait for him, he knew where I live so logically that's where he'd be if he came back. I couldn't understand why I was so enthralled, okay maybe that's a lie; he's a god, why wouldn't I be enthralled? I guess being lonely for so long can make you feel a little intensely when you do find someone to direct affection towards.
I also felt completely and utterly stupid. Loki kissed me once, why did I think that meant anything? I'm a mortal, not even a particularly special one at that. I don't know why I'd mean anything to him, but even so, I wanted more. I wanted to feel his lips against mine again, feel his skin against mine, his scent enveloping me. I shivered as goose bumps trailed across my body as I imagined Loki touching me in every way possible. I felt silly and giddy as I daydreamed; I had come close several times to being sexual with someone, but I always stopped because it never seemed special or exciting. I've never thought this way about anyone, let alone envisioned them taking me completely. I don't know why I did now.
I finally got to go home after a long day at work. I was going to eat a little something, and then go straight into my bed. I'd read a little to pass the time, but ultimately I'm just going to be doing some waiting. 'Where are you now Loki? Are you in Asgard, or are you somewhere running around here in Midgard? Either way I couldn't wait for your return' I got very sleepy after dinner and lying down in bed. Sleep overcame me and I slipped into dreams; I dreamed of Loki. He was taking me again, ferociously and passionately claiming me as his. Even when violating me in every way, he was still such the gentleman when doing such things. Just as I climaxed in my dream I awoke feverish and sweating. I was panting as if I had just ran miles without stopping. I flipped over to my side to get more comfortable and screamed.
"Hello there miss Scarlett." Loki smiled. He had been laying to my side and startled me when I flipped over; Always the trickster.
"Loki! You really need to warn a person when you're going to just pop up out of nowhere like that. That is the second time in two nights you've nearly given me a heart attack." Loki laughed softly.
"To be fair, I've been here, it wasn't just out of nowhere, I came through your front door. You're just about alert as a sloth, it's not my fault you're always asleep when I decide to drop by. In any case I find it interesting to watch you; your dreams are very intriguing." I gripped my pillow and widened my eyes. He didn't look appalled, rather curious. "You talk in your sleep, it's cute." I blushed deeply, he had heard some part of my dream and it embarrassed me.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you heard, but I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cross any lines, Loki." Loki laughed again.
"Do not be sorry, Scarlett, it's flattering. Unlike my brother, not many think of me in such ways. You're only a mortal, but somehow your much more than the rest. After all, you can see me past all my illusions." Loki sighed, his eyes shimmering with the same sadness I saw last night. Pain crossed my heart as I looked in his eyes. He was hurting deeply, that I could see, and I longed to ease his pain. I gathered my courage and did something daring to show I wanted him to feel better; I kissed him just as he kissed me last night. His body tensed briefly in surprise but as the shock wore off he relaxed and returned my kiss eagerly.
Loki lost more control over himself and roamed his hands over my back and hips. I breathed heavily at his touch, I longed for more. My hands found their way to his neck and down his chest, I shivered in arousal; my whole body was shaking and aching. I took of his wool scarf and started unbuttoning his suit, his chest felt hot and soft under my hands, I could feel his erratic heart beat in my fingertips. I heard him utter a faint groan and felt his grip tighten on my hips; it felt absolutely wonderful. He broke away from the kiss gently "Scarlett I must go now, but I promise I will return tomorrow night with a gift for you. Do not think I am rejecting your actions, in fact I am accepting them gladly. I only ask that you wait for me tomorrow, I promise I will return." I nodded and tried to catch my breath. Loki stood up, shirt still unbuttoned and walked to the bedroom door. He turned his head towards me and smiled "Until tomorrow night, my lady." After he left I grew sleepy again and fell to dreams of Loki.
