Hey guys! Just a notice that this chapter contains light smut.

Also, all poems used in this chapter belong to e.e. cummings. I did edit one slightly.

Enjoy!

Chapter Three: May I Feel Said He

Loki took my hand, and turned out the kitchen light. I followed him, unable to feel my legs out of pure excitement and nervousness. In my bed, he picked up a book of poetry by e.e. cummings as we laid underneath the sheets. I curled up beside him, laying my head on his shoulder. He began to read, his deep voice flowing over the words with just the right pauses and emotion. Shivers ran down my spine as he spoke. His voice changed as he read the poem Listen, his voice nearly cracking with anxiety as he read the last stanza.

listen

beloved i dreamed

i thought you would have deceived

me and became a star in the kingdom

of heaven

through day and space i saw you close

your eyes and i came riding

upon a thousand crimson years arched with agony

i reined them in tottering before

the throne and as

they shied at the automaton moon from

the transplendent hand of sombre god

i picked you

as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls

A sigh escaped his lips as he stared at the words he had just read. I caressed his cheek, hoping he would look at me, but he did not. "What is it? What's wrong?"

"You said earlier that if there was magic, you would want to know of it." Loki closed the book and placed it beside him. He rolled over to face me, his eyes pleading as he looked into my eyes. "I am not who I say I am, Imogen. I am not a professor of mythology as I told you."

I backed away from him, searching his face. His eyebrows rose and came together as he waited for me to say something, anything. "Wha-what do you mean?"

"I lied to be with you. I thought you would run away if you knew who I really was." He tried to touch my cheek, but I twisted away. Loki pulled his hand back, hurt.

"Who are you? What are you trying to tell me?" I fought back tears, but resisted the urge to run.

With conviction, he said, "I am Prince Loki Odinson of Asgard."

I searched his eyes, not believing what I was hearing, but wanting to. "Prove it."

Before my eyes and under my hands, Loki's t-shirt and jeans were replaced with black, green leather. Gold plates protected his shoulders and forearms. I gasped, pushing away and stumbling backward until I fell to the floor. Loki sat up, crossing his legs. The armor vanished again and the t-shirt and jeans returned. My entire body shook. "How– how did you do that?"

"Magic." He replied. His head hung. "I shouldn't have told you. I'm sorry. After what you said, I thought... But, clearly that is not the case."

I looked up, and saw him sitting there. His big secret let out, everything he had been hiding out in the open. I had wanted this, I had wanted to know so badly. And now I knew. As the shock subsided, and my hands stopped shaking, I stood. I crossed the floor to the side of my bed, but he did not look up. I placed my finger tips beneath his chin and raised his eyes up to meet mine. He looked away, trying to avoid my gaze, but I sought his out.

"You're wrong." I whispered. "I'm sorry for jumping away, but it's not everyday the man I love turns out to be a god."

His eyes drifted up to mine, and I placed my hand on his cheek. He sighed and pressed into my hand as his head bowed and his eyes closed. I laid back down, pulling him down with me and pressing close against him. He ran his fingers through my hair and picked up the book of poems he was reading. "One more?"

"As long as you're reading." I said. He kissed my forehead and opened to my favorite poem, May I Feel Said He.

"may i feel said he," He began.

"i'll squeal said she," I took up the part.

"just once said he," Loki smiled, his fingers tracing lines on my shoulder.

"it's fun said she."

"may i touch said he," Loki whispered my ear.

"how much said she," I replied, as shivers raced down my spine, my stomach tightened, my breath barely a whisper.

"a lot said he."

"why not said she," I smiled, pressing my lips against his neck.

"let's go said he," Loki sighed, letting the words of e.e. cummings slide out.

"not too far said she," I breathed against his neck, revelling in the sound of his voice.

"what's too far said he."

"where you are said she."

"may i stay said he," Loki struggle to keep his breathing under control.

"which way said she," I said as I grinned against his skin.

"like this said he."

"if you kiss said she," I kissed the skin behind his ear softly.

"may i move said he," Loki ran his finger down my side, making my breath hitch.

"is it love said she."

"if you're willing said he."

"but you're killing said she."

"but it's life said he."

"but your wife said she."

"now said he," Loki's voice deepened.

"ow said she," I breathed.

"tiptop said he."

"don't stop said she," I whispered in his ear.

"oh no said he," Concern leaked through his voice.

"go slow said she."

"cccome?said he." Loki murmured. I inhaled sharply.

"ummm said she," I sighed

"you're divine!said he," Loki smiled and turned his head to look into my eyes.

"you are Mine said she," I bit my lip. Loki leaned forward pressing his lips against mine. Our ragged breathing mixed together. With a snap of his fingers, the lights turned off. He pulled away for a moment, raising his hand above our head. His stretched out fingers curled in and opened up again. Thousands of tiny lights flew up from his palm, filling the ceiling with a softly glowing night sky. "Wow."

Loki kissed me again, taking his time with every touch. I moaned into his mouth. A long time had passed since I had wanted anyone that bad. He rolled over on top of me, careful not to crush me under his weight. I ran my fingers through his hair and curled them into a fist, pulling him closer to me. My other hand crept under his shirt, pressing against his cool skin. Loki paused and sat up. He took off his shirt, throwing it to the ground beside my bed. I reached out, my fingertips brushing his skin. He took my hand and pulled me up. I turned around. He kissed my shoulder, moving up to my neck as he unzipped my dress. He slipped the dress over my head, letting it fall to the ground beside his shirt.

I turned back around and ran my fingers down his chest. He leaned forward and sucked the skin of my neck. A little sigh escaped my lips. I pulled him down, wrapping my legs around his waist. My heart raced as his lips moved down. His hand slid up my stomach. I gasped as his hand touched my breast, his fingers kneading. Shots of pleasure raced through my body and I smiled. With no warning, I flipped him onto his back. Loki laughed and pushed my hair out of my face. I leaned over and brushed my lips up his neck to his chin and over his bottom He sighed as I kissed his upper lip. Loki's hands roamed my body as I kissed him slowly. They travelled up my thighs, trailled up my back, and found their way to my bra hook. With a click, the bra unlatched and fell from my shoulders. I tossed it to the floor, never missing a beat. I broke away, pressing my forehead against his. "I love you."