A/N: Just in case this is a little confusing, this chapter is in Loki's point of view. I just thought we needed a little peek in his head. I'm sorry for this chapter being so short, as it's mainly a filler chapter. Reviews might help with uploading faster! Hint hint hint ;) ;) ;) ;) Have a fantastical day :D
Loki
I looked at her face and smirked. This would be the day I would have fun with Iva and she wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Yesterday was truly fun for me, although I would never willingly admit it. I decided I needed to wind down and take a break from making evil world-taking-over plans. I had smiled evilly the rest of the day, making sure to make her extremely uncomfortable. I didn't sleep a wink, and I had changed my Midgardian clothing she had from her older brother and decided to visit her in the morning. I softly sat on the edge of her bed and watched her, determined to look like a creeper when she awoke and noticed me staring at her. Her mouth was slightly open and she was softly muttering. I leaned closer, trying to catch what she said in her sleep. She softly moaned.
"Loki..." she muttered. My heart skipped a little. Did she really say my name? My suspicions were confirmed when she said my name once more and turned to her other side, the bedsheets falling off her shoulders.
"Loki, no don't take my egg rolls..."
I smirked and slowly lay down beside her, taking care not to wake her. I propped my head on my hands, my elbow digging into the mattress.
"Please, you... weirdie..."
What was a Weirdie? Was it some pet name used by the mortals for their mortal friends?
"I shall name you Bob... and you... egg roll... you will be dubbed Sir Lettuce Cheesy..."
I smiled, thoroughly enjoying her strange talk.
She stopped muttering and sniffed a little. She was waking up. She rolled over again, facing me. She wrinkled her brow, apparently noticing that my body was blocking her sunlight. Her eyes fluttered a little, then slowly opened. I smiled at her.
"Good morning, lovely," I cheerily greeted her.
"HOLY FUCK!" She screamed and immediately sat up, frantically covering herself up with the sheets.
I laughed and plopped my head down on the mattress.
"Why don't you join me, love? We have the whole day to enjoy each other's company," I teased.
"I have to go to work," she protested.
"Not today, you're not. I called your boss and told him you wouldn't be there."
"You... you used my phone?" She was obviously surprised.
"No, I conjured up an untraceable phone and called him. You are now in a meeting with an ambassador from the country of Frand, or Franera or whatever."
Annoyance pricked at my mind a bit. I wasn't stupid, I could do something as mindless and simple as using a Midgardian phone.
I patted the mattress beside me and smirked at her.
"As your King, I order you to lay with me." That worked, I noted with pride as she blushed and lowered herself down.
"Why are you so polite today?" she asked.
I grimaced. Polite wasn't what I was shooting for.
"I realize... that I was a bit... rough with you the first time I met you."
She raised her eyebrows.
"Sooo... you being polite today makes up for it?" she asked.
"Well... does it not?" I asked her, thoroughly confused. She sighed and shook her head, avoiding an answer.
I looked into her startling blue eyes and wondered what I could torture her with.
The girl was interesting to me. I was amused by every action she made, and her attractiveness made it even worse for me. I remembered that when I lived in Asgard, whenever I took a fancy to a lady, my brother would always barge in the way, always wanting what he didn't have. I mentally grimaced as I recalled my family. They lied to me, they made me believe I was a part of their family, destined to rule. And then I was actually doing better as King than what Thor did as Prince, and my father still acted as if Thor was perfect.
"So, My King, what are we doing today?" Iva playfully asked, bringing me back to the present.
"Since I can do whatever I want to you the whole day, I have made the wise decision to make full use of the day," I smirked again as I noticed Iva's face grow wary. "You will first make me a breakfast, then get ready for a day out."
Her eyes widened at the seemingly humane order.
"Don't you want to like... control me and have your way with me or something?" she asked, completely shocked.
I chuckled and scooted closer to her, enjoying her cheeks that were coloring at the thought of the closeness of my body to hers.
"I need to know my world before I take over it, don't I? But I like your idea too, you naughty girl," I shot back with a half-smile, and reached out to her face. She blushed a little as my hand came closer and I softly played with a lock of her hair with my long fingers. She was truly beautiful...
No, no, NO. I could NOT, should not, WILL NOT fall in love with a Midgardian, the way Thor did. The foolish idea stabbed at the back of my mind whenever I looked at the eccentric girl. Still...
"I should be getting ready," Iva mumbled and started to get up, but my hand quickly lashed out and caught her wrist.
"Not before you kiss me."
She was shocked.
"What?" she asked, her voice up a notch.
"You heard me. Kiss me. Before I have to punish you," I ordered and I smirked at her, enjoying her obvious desire and helplessness.
She blinked and brought her face down to mine. Hesitantly, she touched her soft lips with mine and lingered there for a moment. A pleasant shock ran through me, but I covered it up and cupped her cheek instead. Embarrassed, she broke the awkward kiss. I pouted, blasting my full charm on her.
"That was no kiss," I playfully whined.
"I..." she stammered.
"You will make up for it later on." I winked at her as she blushed and stumbled to the kitchen.
I lay in her bed for a minute and thought of the kiss. Why had I rushed into that? It was an awkward kiss, no doubt, but I wanted more. I was a fool. I wanted... no, I already needed Iva. And I will get her, no matter what it takes.
