Here's your next chapter. Sorry it took so long I spent the week at Lake Havasu with one side of my family. (No internet there obviously) So I had no way to update.

I hadn't seen or heard anything besides my own beating heart and shallow breaths of air. My muscles were tenses and began to get really sore from pulling at the chains a thousand times. My body heat was now about a hundred degrees, sweat pooling around my naked ass. I tried to keep up with time by counting the seconds but I had lost tract of time after three hours went by and I accidently had fallen asleep. My body clock told me that evening had come so JARVIS should be sending Pepper the message soon. Even though I haven't seen Loki I knew he had come by when I was asleep since there was another small glass of water and a simple children's book when I woke up. I had taken my time drinking the water and paid no attention to the stupid book. If he expected me to entertain myself like this then he had another thing coming.

By now the sun had set, memories of the beautiful night flashed before my eyes briefly. I longed to see it. As my thoughts ran a hundred miles a hour I fell into a coughing fit. I was becoming sick quickly with nothing to ease the ache. My throat was scratchy and my nose was a little runny, not a pretty sight. I had a few heat waves where my body fell out into shakes as my skin was set on fire. It was painful but nothing I couldn't handle. These waves only last a few minutes and they would disappear without a trace. I felt another wave began to grow and take place once again. My eye closed as I forced myself to push past it and just let it take its course. I needed all of the energy I could keep so there was no bother in fighting it.

A sound broke my focuse as I recognize being a door opening. In the darkness Loki emerged like a predator. My eyes locked with his but I had to be stupid to not notice that he was naked besides the black cloak that was carefully draped over his shoulders. Loki smiled before it was quickly wiped off his face. "It seems you are unwell Mr. Stark."

I grinded my teeth together before I retorted, "It's either Mr. Stark or Anthony. Fucking chose one." Loki chuckled and took a few more steps closer to crouch in front of me again, his whole package open for all eyes to see.

"You have no say in the matter." His hand quickly snapped up to slap me across my left cheek. "I make the rules."

I took two deep breaths through my nose before meeting his eyes again. "What are you going to do?" Loki moved swiftly, grabbing each of my thighs and lifting them up and holding them against my chest. I was highly exposed now and began to bite my cheeks to keep myself from showing my fear.

Loki's face moved so it was only inches away from mine, the speckles of gold and blue within his green eyes being seen now. "Many things...Anthony. But first-" He clamped his mouth over mine and kissed me roughly. His teeth clashed against mine and I could feel his tongue trying to find its way inside my mouth. I would not give in though, I was not going to let him do this to me all over again. Loki's fingernails harshly clawed into my skin, making crimson crescent moons on my thighs that might scar. When he finally pulled away I turned my head to the side to take in some air and hold back another coughing fit. Loki laughed softly against my ear, his breath racing down my neck. "Oh, poor Anthony. You're unwell."

Okay, leaving my neck exposed like that was a poor decision on my part. My fault for being courteous to not hack all over Loki's face. With a low growl that did nothing to ease the pain in my throat I jerked my arms up to shove him away. Loki dropped my legs to grab the chains attached to my cuffs. My lip curled as I narrowed my eyes on him. "It's your fucking fault I'm like this!"

Loki laughed, his thumb rubbing small circles over the artery in my wrist. That made me even more nervous. "I didn't expect the effect to take heed so quickly." He leaned back closer so he could take my earlobe between his teeth. "You must be very needy, Anthony." I began to realize the differences between the way he uses my names differently. He gets professional and stern when he says "Mr. Stark" but when he is being intimate he calls me "Anthony", I'm not quite sure but it may help me later.

I wasn't paying attention to his movements and soon found Loki sucking on my neck. He only lingered for a few seconds and pulled away, his sharp eyes glistening with deadly lust. "Loki...what do you mean by that?" He turn his head to the side in thought, his eyes losing focuse before turning back to me.

"I have made you go into heat."

I blinked at him, my eyebrows knitting together. "Huh?" Loki looked unimpressed and sighed with a shake of his head. He released my wrists and gently held my hips, making me uncomfortable instantly.

"I need you to be in heat. Your body is in a heavy state of lust. You will stay like this until you willingly give yourself to me." My eyes all but bulged out of my eye sockets. Loki smirked at my reaction and licked his lips before moving to kiss my jaw. "It will be easier for the both of us if you would just give in, Anthony." His voice was a low, husky whisper that shot excitement to my groin.

My teeth bit my lips causing blood to leak and run down my chin. He moved his face lower to my collarbone, giving it a gentle nip. I had to distract myself because I wouldn't last much longer. "Why?" He stopped and looked up at me. "W-Why do you...need me to be in heat..."

Loki pulled back and trailed his fingers down my chest. "As I have said before, I studied how to read people's souls. Yours is perfect in the state of complete lust."

His fingers pinched my nipples and tugged slightly. My head rolled back a little as I did everything I could think of to distract myself. "W-What does t-that suppose to m-mean?!" Loki stretched out his sharp tongue to rub against my right nipple, giving it a good tease. My eyes clenched tightly as I continued to speak as much as I could. "I-I want to know!"

With a annoyed grunt from the back of his throat Loki had finally pulled away to look into my eyes again. "Silence! Do you believe in magic, Anthony?"

The question caught me off guard. "Um...I'm a scientist...so no, I don't." Loki frowned, clearly disappointed but not shocked.

"What a shame." He adjust himself so his legs sat on my own, taking away the small space between us. Loki opened the palm of his hand and slightly parted his lips, soft breaths of air that almost sounds like words seeping through. A second past as a small spark ignited and a light green fire came to life. It wasn't anything evil or dangerous about it. It looked like a small heart beat that fought to survive in the damp air. "What do you think now?"

As much as I hated to admit it, there was almost nothing science-y about it. The fire came out of nowhere and I could feel the small warmth it gave off against my heated body. "That's...different." Loki slowly closed his fist as if he was slowly strangling the small ball of life before it completely died out.

"Your soul, Anthony, is exactly what I need in order to preform the ceremony." I felt him rock his hips into mine, his arousal rubbing against my half-hard cock. "It won't be painful, I promise." The more he spoke the lower his voice became. It was almost hypnotizing the way he spoke to me like sweeten-poison wine. My hips quivered as I held back from responding to his thrusts with my own.

Loki softly moaned in my ear while his thrust were faster and coming more needy. He wasn't doing this just for his "ceremony", nope he was enjoying my body just as much as I currently lusted for his. His body was cool and relieved the uncomfortable heat in my body. But I still couldn't do this. I wasn't going to give in. I twisted my hips, using my legs to give me leverage as I threw Loki off of me. Loki stumbled to my side as I coughed hard again. When I could breath again I faced him, seriousness glued to my face. "I am not going to give myself to you... No matter what you say your do."

If he was shocked or offended then he was brilliant at not giving anything away. With a swift push Loki was to his feet and took one step forward and promptly punched my other cheek. No more words were exchanged as he left. I had sighed in relief but soon cursed when I was still hard and hot.

More blood traced down my arms as the metal cuffs cut into me more. I tried to sleep but failed as too many thoughts kept me from leaving me at ease. I know Pepper had to have the message now. All I would have to do is wait another half a day and I would be saved. Without having much choice I began to think about what Loki said about magic and my soul. Why would he need it? What could he possibly do with it? And what would happen to me afterwards? Many possibilities came to mind but none of them seem rational enough. Loki clearly had planned this for a long time and the missing pieces to my answers lied in my missing memories. I had to remember what happened to my so-called friend that day years ago. I could faintly remember the hot tongue lapping up the small drop of blood. Anything before and after that was a white blank waiting to be drawn into something.

"Fuck." One more heat waved shivered through my body. For one second I wished that Loki's body was here to relieve the intense heat. My eyes rolled back as the hot pain flashed against my skin before fading away completely. "I hate that..." My own voice brought little comfort to me but it kept myself from going a little nuts. I knew that I had only been locked up for about a day but I can't help it if I was scared. Loki seemed to be close to accomplishing whatever he needs. It means that my time is extremely limited to about one more day before I knew I would be lost. This heat was kicking my ass, to be bluntly obvious. Loki hadn't returned so I had to go without food and water, my stomach not being very happy with no food or whisky for a long time.

I rested my head back and closed my eyes, tired and happy that I was finally able to sleep.

"Do you believe in magic?" My large, brown eyes stared at the tall man before me. His soft, brown eyes smiled happily to caught my attention. A simple carnival surrounded us but was ignored at the moment. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled softly. The man chuckled and waved his hand in front of me, making a sliver coin appear out of nowhere. "What do you think? How about now?" The coin had shined in the light of the sun like a precious jewel.

I found myself smiling in great amusement, wondering just how this man was able to make a coin appear like that. My head nodded as I took the coin and felt the smooth surface between my fingers to see if it was really there. Once I was satisfied I handed it back to him. "How did you do that?!" He looked at it and ruffled my hair in the moment. I laughed, happy to feel this unfamiliar warmth in my heart for this stranger.

The man chuckled and gave me back the coin after fixing my hair. "Magic, boy. It comes in different shapes and purposes. Would you like to see something else?"

I opened my mouth to tell him yes when a loud and overpowering over interrupted us. "Brat! I found you, you little bastard." My father strode up to us with my mother quickly running up to my side, crushing me tightly as she held me against her breasts. I instantly knew what was coming to me. I had wandered off when my parents were distracted because I was bored of seeing my father spend all of his attention on the young women around him instead of Mother and I.

"Oh Anthony! I was so worried about you!" I hugged my mother and pulled back frowning because I knew I was going to get punished when we got home.

My father turned to the man and pointed a finger at him. "I could get you arrested for trying to take him." I got scared at my father's booming voice.

The man only laughed and snapped his fingers, a small water gun appearing in his hand. The man proceeded to squirt water in my father's face, smiling widely while doing so. "You should've kept a closer eye on him. I wasn't going to hurt the boy. I was just showing him some magic." Red tinted my father's face as anger took control over him like a dangerous disease.

My father scoffed. I jumped forward and proudly showed him the coin that came from thin air hoping that it would cheer him up. "Look Father! He made this come from nowhere!" He looked down at me with distaste and snatched the coin away.

"There is no such thing as magic. It's all just childish tricks!" Father threw my coin over his shoulder. With wide eyes I went to retrieve it but was harshly held back by my father's grip. "Do not dare leave my side again you little shit!"

My mother hung her head and said nothing else. My eyes welded up in tears for my precious silver coin that was lost to me now. I looked to the man who was frowning at my father, shaking his head. "This is your son, your own flesh and blood. You should treat him a little better." Father pulled his hand back, making a tight fist as if he was going to hurt the man. I blinked and reached up to hold my father back. I didn't want this man to get hurt because of me.

"Father! Please don't!" Instead of hitting the man I was stuck instead. Pain exploded in my face. I dared not to make a sound or else he would hit me harder. Tears silently leaked down my face and my hands fell to my side.

The man growled but didn't move. There wasn't anything he could do to help me. Nobody could help me, not even my own mother who turned her head to the side like she had not notice anything that just happened. I was alone to fight my own battles now and forever in my life. "Get up Anthony." I obeyed without a word or sound, my eyes casted down to my feet. "And you! I should call authorities and get your crazy ass locked up!"

"You wouldn't dare though. They would see that mark you left upon your own son and the boy will speak the truth." The man spoke confidently against my father, something no man has ever dared to do before. My eyes glanced back up to him in awe. "Not everyone can have a family. Some have to go to great lengths in order to have what was given to you so easily."

My father scoffed and turned his head away from the man. "Who said I wanted this?! I was fucking cursed with a kid who is unwanted by everyone." His words didn't bother me anymore, I knew what he said was true and I was use to it. The man shook his head and faced me, sadness and regret filling his eyes for not being able to help me.

"Stay strong boy. You will be great one day." My father grabbed my upper arm and dragged me away with my mother shuffling behind quickly. My eyes stayed glued to the man as his last words hung heavily on my heart. "And you will be loved."

"Anthony...wake up..." Fires were roaring around my body. "Wake up..." I struggled to breath through the thick, black smoke in the air. It hurt but I was stronger than this. I was not going to fall, I will rise above this and fight back and prove my worth. And then I will be loved. "Open your eyes...Anthony..."

I blindly reached out for the small voice that was calling out for me. It felt as if I had grabbed the cold gates of hell, smooth and giving me no comfort. Forcing my eyes open I found bright green eyes staring at me. "Loki." He cocked his head at a angle while looking at me with confusion. I was still in hell but I was going to fight back with full force. "Let me go now!"

Loki frowned and shook his head. "You will never change, Anthony Stark. So strong, so forceful." My eyes darted away from him to realize that I was no longer in the stone room with the hundreds of books. I lying on the grassy fields outside the old building. The moon was falling in the distance and the stars were fading away as the sky got lighter with the break of day coming near. Loki, still dressed in only his cloak, walked around my numb body until he stood at my feet. "I didn't want it to come to this. It would've been painless and easy for the both of us if you had just given in..." He seemed almost regretful. "But now I have to take what I rightfully deserve from you."

With a deep breath of the fresh air around me I spoke loudly. "You will not get away with this! People will be coming for me. A distress signal has already been sent hours ago." I smirked and watched as his eyes widen a fraction for only a split second.

"Then I must hurry."