Hel strutted down the hallway, triumph and pure power soaring through her body, a sassy swing in her hips. Time to get a drink, she thought to herself, grinning. But first… I think I'll change.
In her room, Hel found one of her only two dresses and slipped it on. The black corset-top dress skimmed her skin like a lotion, tightening in all the right places and ending just above the knee. Finishing the ensemble with her 4 inch pumps, Hel let her hair down in flirty waves around her face and added some smoky eye make-up, the eyeliner somewhat thicker than her usual look. She kept her lips lightly glossed and with a toss of her flaming waves, she strode out the door of her room.
The click of her heels was the only sound bouncing off of the walls as Hel walked to the cafeteria – which also doubled as a bar at night, courtesy of Agent Sako, who was a trained bartender (who knew the technician behind the security system had a second job?).
Swaying with every step, oozing confidence, Hel walked right into the room, which was occupied by quite a number of people. The familiar faces of her fellow Avengers caught her eye, assembled at a table in the corner of the room.
"Sex on the Beach, please, Agent Sako," Hel called to him, winking when he glanced at her. He grinned wolfishly and set to work making her drink.
Hel made her way over to the table in the corner and stopped a foot from the empty seat. Rogers, Stark, Banner, Barton and Thor all looked up at her, and then did a double take.
"Sweet Jesus," Barton whistled.
"Is that a compliment, Agent Barton?" Hel teased, raising an eyebrow.
Captain Rogers cleared his throat. Hel looked in his direction. Well, didn't he look dashing in a leather jacket and dark wash jeans?
"You look…" he began, seemingly speechless. Finally he swallowed and said, "…lovely".
Stark roared with laughter. "Don't insult the girl, Rogers!"
Hel giggled. "No, really, thank you, Captain Rogers."
Stark rolled his eyes and gestured at Hel. "Look at her! She looks a lot better than lovely!"
Hel blushed beet red. "Careful, Stark, I might begin to enjoy your company."
Stark wiggled his eyebrows and said in a saucy tone, "Wouldn't that be delightful? With you looking like this, I don't believe I would mind spending some quality time in your company, if you know what I mean."
Hel pretended to gag. "Trust me, I will live a content and overjoyed existence if that never happens."
Stark laughed good-naturedly.
Captain Rogers was frowning at the table, and Hel was about to ask him what the matter was, when Fury walked up and placed a hand on her shoulder blade.
"Well, I do believe someone dressed up tonight," he said with a chuckle.
"No one could accuse you of being that someone," Hel muttered, taking in his usual black trench coat.
Thor snorted. Hel beamed at him. "You understood my joke?"
Thor nodded, grinning back. "I am improving my understanding of human humour constantly. Yours seems to be more tasteful than most."
Hel glowed from this comment, and curtsied ceremoniously.
Thor clapped and bellowed, "That was magnificent! I did not know human women knew such things."
Hel winked. "I'm not all human, remember?"
Fury turned to her ear discreetly and whispered, "Loki was asking for your return for an audience."
Hel sighed.
"Sex on the Beach?" Agent Sako called.
Hel's face broke into a mischievous grin and she called, "Yes please! When and where?"
Captain America turned bright red and gaped at her. Tony Stark guffawed and clapped. Agent Barton whistled. Dr. Banner regarded her with a dark glint in his eye that made her slightly weak in the knees.
Hmm, I guess I do enjoy male attention just a little, Hel concluded, biting her lip as she smiled seductively at them.
Hel walked to the bar, making sure to keep the sway in her hips – she knew the guys would be watching. She picked her drink up and sipped; she nearly groaned with pleasure. It had been such a long time since she'd had a decent drink. "Agent Sako, your skills are impeccable. Seriously, I'm thisclose to offering you actual sex on the beach," she said in a breathless voice, winking.
He just winked at her and shook his head, laughing.
Fury was at her heels. "Hel," he began again. She groaned. "Ugh, okay, I'm going," she snapped.
Tossing her drink down her throat in one go, Hel marched up to the men and said, "You. Stay. I'll be back and you had better still be here. I need to go deal with vermin."
Stark turned to Thor. "She's talking about your brother."
Thor winced and opened his mouth to defend Loki, but reconsidered when he saw the thunderous look Hel was giving him. "He is adopted," Thor contended.
Hel snorted and sashayed away, feeling five pairs of eyes on her ass. She rolled her eyes. Men.
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She flew to Loki's cell – as in she sprinted, but her feet barely touched the ground.
She was standing outside the cell door, and then she was inside. Loki whirled around and chuckled.
"I should have known it was you, daughter of draugr," he conceded.
Hel raised her eyebrows and took a few steps to the right, crossing her arms, keeping her eyes trained on him.
"What do you want, Trickster?" she demanded. He regarded her with surprised eyes. She presented him with a half-smile and said, "I studied mythology. Which, apparently, should have been called the Daytime News."
Loki smiled at this. "You are quite intelligent," he started, "for someone who was raised among humans. Tell me, do you crave subjugation the way they do?"
Hel lowered her eyelids and formed a sensual, slightly open pout with her lips. "I crave a very different type of subjugation," she breathed, biting her lower lip, "… m'Lord," she added for the bonus touch.
Within a second, he was on her, slamming her against the glass wall, his heavy, hot breath against her neck, pinning her wrists on either side of her head.
"Damn you," he whispered, breath coming raggedly.
Hel traced his body with her eyes, trailing from his legs up to his face slowly. Usually she would do this as a technique of seduction, but… she felt oddly attracted to Loki. As if she actually did crave to be subjugated by him.
Watching her eyes trail over him, Loki stared at her full lips, wondering when she would finally answer and break his insane trance.
Instead, she breathed his name.
"Loki."
He kissed her.