"So this is the cage. We'll have an office like room made up for you soon, but for now you'll just have a chair and computer. Sorry." Agent Coulson lead me through a heavily locked steel door and stopped in front of a large round glass cage. Containing Loki.

"Erm, that's ok. So what do I do?" Coulson shrugged unhelpfully and left. It was the first place I had been on the ship that wasn't filled with agents. In fact, I was the only one here, excluding Loki. Quite frankly, that made me really nervous. I looked around the room. Entirely made of steely metal apart from Loki's cage. I felt rather trapped.

"Ah, have they sent you to supervise me? An odd decision…" I felt the green eyes gaze bearing into my leather clad back. I took a very quick breath and spun on the toe of my knee length combat boots to face the God of Mischief. He was standing in the middle of the cage, arms behind his back and intensely watching my every move. Loki was once again dressed in his leather costume, his black hair still perfectly slicked back… how could one so evil make me blush so? I moved my own eyes to his pale face and shrugged slightly.

"Not feeling talkative? A pity, I am rather bored. Surly you have some enlightening piece of trivial information?" As Loki smirked the corners of his sharp eyes crinkled. Again I shrugged and turned away from the god, spotting the chair Coulson mentioned. My new boots squeaked as I plopped myself into the chair and found a large translucent screen in front of my face. I ignored the sounds of Loki shuffling in his cage and tapped the screen on. It wasn't working.

"I, um… my computer isn't working… I have to go…" mumbling the quiet explanation to Loki I hurried out of the room as he simply smirked wider.

"Ok, fine! She can start tomorrow! Stark, I want you to fix that computer first thing tomorrow, understand?" An annoyed Fury glared at Tony and I smiled gratefully. I had first gone to Tony and explained how the computer was broken, only to discover it was 11pm! Tony was annoyed, but not at me. He'd just spent the last five minutes abusing Fury for overworking me. I can honestly say I'm glad to have him around.

"Yeah, ok, fine! I'll take her to her room. It's time you got some sleep Mouse." I smiled and waved to Fury as Tony lead me down the glass hallway. I'd never had a nickname before, and I was glad to have one.

"Why Mouse?" I linked arms with Tony and looked up at him and grinned.

"Well, you're small and you like tech… computer mouse… small mouse… see?" I laughed as we came to a stop outside my door.

"Well, this is my stop! I'll see you tomorrow… and Tony?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

I settled down in the sheets of my small bed and sighed. I'd quickly put on a soft t-shirt and silky green shorts Natasha had left out for me before turning out the light. I rolled over and squashed the pillow, unable to get it into a comfortable shape. Nice room, but the bedding was awful. I grumbled slightly and made to roll over when I heard a familiar dark laugh erupt from the corner of my dark sleeping courters. I froze and held my breath as I felt the bed dip beside me as someone sat down.

"Hello my little sweet… what interesting attire you are sporting…" Loki's cold hand brushed me as he moved the blankets off my body, revealing my pyjamas. I sucked in a small breath as Loki lent over me and gently stroked my face. What on Earth?

"Wh-what are you doing here? How…?" Loki stopped my questions by ghosting a long finger over my lips. His finger was soon replaced by his lips moving against mine. I pushed the palms of my little hands into his chest but Loki didn't move away, if anything he pressed against me harder.

"Shush now, I told you I get what I want…" Loki's nose brushed mine as he stared into my eyes and pulled at the bottom of my shirt, making me shiver. I mewed as Loki kissed the base of my neck, and then the cold stone around it.

"Loki… what do you want?" Loki chuckled darkly and swung his long legs onto the bed and lay beside me and put an arm tightly around my little waist. I struggled slightly but Loki only pulled me closer to him.

"You. I find you very…" Loki purred seductively and brushed the hair from the side of my neck and kissed me on the bare skin. I whimpered and felt Loki smile against my neck and then gently move his mouth to my ear.

"Stay still, I wish to try something… you have nothing to fear, it shall not hurt…" I freaked out slightly and I felt Loki's mouth return to my neck. What was he going to do? Loki kissed my skin fiercely for a few moments and then bit my neck very gently. He was giving me a love bite.

"Loki…" I moaned slightly and Loki pulled away, his grin wide as he kissed me once more and stood up from the bed.

"That was entertaining! I have you marked as mine… see you in the morning, my sweetie." Placing a light kiss on my forehead Loki dissolved right in front of me. I pulled my covers back up and found my brain was in a scramble. The last thought I had before sleep whisked me away was this: How on Earth was I going to hide the red bite from my colleagues?

I awoke to the familiar and unwelcome beeps of my analogue alarm clock. I groaned and sleepily untangled myself from the sheets of my miniscule bed as I whacked the alarm button into silence. I had my usual stretching routine as I yawned and felt my jaw click slightly. Raking a hand through my soft hair I stumbled over to the bathroom door and grumblingly pushed it open. I slumped against the shower glass door as I reached inside and flipped the leaver to 'on'. I stepped back and tugged off my pyjamas as the room filled with steam and the mirror fogged up. I spent a long time washing my vivid hair and rubbing my body in a vanilla soap. I love to feel clean from the tip of my poker straight hair to the soles of my little feet.

"…Girl put your records on… just go ahead let your hair down…" I grooved up to the mirror feeling refreshed and energetic. I wiped a hand over the mirror surface so there was a little window I could see myself through. Pulling a towel around my body I struck a ridiculous pose sticking my little chin out. After drying my body off I swung my head upside down and thrashed the towel through my already drying hair. Swinging my head back up I twirled my hair up in the towel and felt my smile slip from my red lips. Loki's love bite was glowing against my almost translucent skin.

In a blind panic I cascaded into the bedroom and went through the beauty products Natasha had brought me searching for a concealer or foundation. I found one pot, two bottles, and four tubes of possible resolutions to my problem. Who needed that much makeup?

"Come on, come on… please…" I muttered to myself as I unscrewed all the lids and stroked a tested across the back of my hand for each. No match. Nothing was as pale as my skin; it would only make the mark more obvious. I stamped my foot and bit my lip. It was so unfair. Loki was going to ruin my entire career that I had worked so hard to build. All those universities in my home country of England wasted, all my careful science expeditions with S.H.I.E.L.D gone… and all because one God of Mischief found it fun to toy with my affections. I sighed and massaged my head. Maybe there was still a way. I removed the towel from my hair and snagged a hair brush. I brushed my flaming locks out to their full length and let out a little sigh of relief. My hair shielded the red mark. I was safe. Loki must have known, he'd gone to all that trouble of being quiet. Maybe he wasn't just playing with me. I felt my cheeks burn and was glad I was alone so no one could see my hopeful embarrassment.

Waddling out to my bag of clothes I pulled out a black uniform no different from the one I wore yesterday. Zipping myself up I checked my hair was still covering the mark before exciting the room… only to fine Tony coming door towards me:

"Mouse! Where have you been? Come on, I've fixed up your computer… now watch out, that mad god is in a rubbish mood. If he does anything come straight to me, ok?" Tony gently put a hand on the small of my back and guided me down towards the cage. I smiled up at him, and noticed that his hair was perfectly spiked with product… who was he trying to impress?

"Thanks Tony!" I hesitated a moment before trying to sound off hand as I asked my next question: "Why's Loki angry?"

Tony seemed unfazed as he answered. Good. "Ah, he just doesn't like me. Said I should stay away from his property. Any idea what he was referring to?"

"No." Yes.

"Oh well, I'll have a word with Fury about it." Slightly to my surprise Tony followed me in through the security door and kept his hand on my back. Loki looked up from his shelf like bed and frowned darkly at us. Tony noticed and moved his hand protectively around my waist, earning himself a growl from a now standing Loki. Loki's eyes bored into Tony's face as he pulled his lips back into a threatening hiss.

"Leave her alone while she works and I won't have to come in to 'talk' to you. Do anything… you'll regret it like hell." Making both Tony and I jump slightly Loki walked right up the glass and grinned rather creepily.

"Oh, she has nothing to worry about. Not at all. She's… safe… with me. Aren't you Eldr?" I nodded timidly as Tony frowned at Loki's flirtatious manner.

"Right… I'm only a screen tap away, Mouse. Keep in touch; I'll bring you some breakfast in ten minutes." Releasing my waist Tony walked off, but not before giving Loki one last poisonous glare.

"Did you have to do that?" I didn't want anyone to know about… whatever it was that was happening between Loki and I. Loki grinned at me and teasingly wagged a finger at me.

"Shush. What is between you and that man? Why does he call you Mouse?" Oh my, was Loki jealous? No, he was probably just bad at sharing. Sharing me. But he doesn't have me.

"None of your business. Please refrain from going to my…" I felt my mouth snap closed against my will as Loki placed an invisible spell over me and his glittering eyes darkened. So he was worried about cameras hearing about his visit to me last night. Noticing the fright in my eyes Loki gave a twitch of his head and I felt my mouth unknot itself.

"Silence. Go to your work, I have no wish to talk to you at this moment." Waving his long hands at me Loki turned his back on me and walked to the other side of the cage. I was surprised to find myself a bit hurt. Loki used me and now he was ignoring me.

I walked over to my desk and chair and switched my newly fixed computer on just as Tony re-entered the room. He was carrying a plate of toast and a glass of orange juice.

"Here you are. Fury says to just do the same job you did in the lab but keep an eye on Loki as well…" After placing my food on the glass desk Tony gave me a curious look.

"Um, are you ok Tony? What's wrong?" I absent mindedly tugged at the stone around my neck from Loki. Tony's brown eyes followed my hand and widened once they found my neck… oh damn, the love bite, I'd forgotten!

"What is that? I'm pretty sure it wasn't there yesterday! Who did it?" I couldn't help but notice Tony looked quite hurt as he pointed at my red mark. I couldn't see him but I could feel Loki's cold gaze on me. I was stumped as to what to say. I had never been very good at lying, very much unlike Loki.

"I… um…" I felt myself blush scarlet and fought the urge to look over at Loki. I was quite surprised to see that Tony, Tony Stark, king of cockiness, looked embarrassed!

"Sorry, it's not my business… just be careful, Mouse. Enjoy your breakfast; I'll see you at lunch." Gently patting my shoulder Tony turned and hurried off. I raked my hands through my flaming hair trying to hide the mark from anyone who might come bursting in for any reason.

"Good girl." My eyes flicker to Loki only to find him with his back to me. If I hadn't been used to his trickery I would have been convinced I'd imagined him speak. Sighing I turned back to my food and work. My life is so confuddling right now.

After another day of sitting in front of a screen I was bored and not really tired. Tony had sent me to bed at 10pm. Too early. Loki had been quiet for the rest of the day but he did do a lot of staring, to my discomfort. I'd briefly said hellos to the rest of the crew and reported to the Director. Not the most exciting day in the history of the world.

Now I was in the bathroom sweeping my soft hair up into a green hair tie to match my silky emerald green pjs. My eyes were glowing bright goldie green through my now full fringe as I looked into the mirror. I pushed away some stray strands of hair and stroked the love bite placed on my neck by Loki. Once I was done with my hair I gave a little yawn and closed my eyes as I stretched my arms above my head.

"Oh, are tired my sweetie?" Before I could react Loki had his long arms wrapped tightly around my waist, his soft lips to my ear. Holding me still Loki lent closer to me and began to whisper into my now flushed ear:

"No? How about some fun? You were a good girl today, keeping our little secret… and I was amazing, not getting you into any trouble… why don't you be nice and let me…" Instead of finishing his sentence Loki nibbled my ear and slipped a long hand up my shirt and stroked my slim waist. His cold touch made me shiver, and I heard Loki chuckle lightly into my ear, and then stop abruptly.

"What is this? Is this a scar?" With his spare hand Loki gently pulled the back of my ear lobe. He'd found my dirty little secret. When I was in my last year of Uni I was only 13 years old. I was teased and bullied by my classmates, and one day I made the mistake of reacting to one of their jokes. Long story short: I ended up getting a tattoo. Just a small one, a little black five point star hidden out of sight behind my ear.

"Not really… it's a silly mistake I made… now let me go, Loki!" I struggled against his strong arms only to have Loki push me out of the bathroom and against my bedroom wall. He pinned me by the wrists and smirked maliciously into my face, his nose brushing mine.

"No. You belong to me… could I get a mark on you like this permanently marking you as mine? Hmm, I will worry about that later… for now…" Loki gently squeezing my wrists as he pressed into me and crushed his lips to mine Loki stunned me. I honestly had no idea what was going on. Did he like me? Did he really care for me? Or, more importantly: do I like him? I know I care for Loki, and it certainly felt like more… especially when he was kissing me in such a way as now.

I kissed Loki back, forgetting about any consequences my actions would conceive. Happy with my reaction Loki released my wrists and wrapped a hand around my thigh, pulling it up and around his waist. I automatically did the same with my other leg so Loki was entirely holding me off the ground. This was the most intense thing that had ever happened to me. It was happening so fast!
Loki carried me over to the bed no longer kissing me, only watching me through his sparkling green eyes.

"Loki…" He closed his eyes as he gently laid me down on the bed and lent in for more. "I'm not ready… this is too fast… please wait…"

"Oh… ah, yes, fine. But you must be ready soon, I need you as well as want you my sweets." Loki ran a hand through his black hair and looked longingly at me. I smiled up at him; I was pleased he had actually listened to me.

"I'll do my best."

"Farewell."

"Nighty night."

Loki once again dissolved and I snuggled down into my blankets. I felt happy. Real true happiness. Because of Loki.

"Wake please. I know I saw you very little time ago, but my sleeping arrangements are… unsatisfactory." Cold fingers were running through my flaming hair, soft lips brushing at my ear. Loki. Twice in one night.

"What do you want me to do about it?" I rolled over on the small bed to sleepily look up at him. Loki was standing above me, leaning down so his pale face was positioned directly in front of my blushing one. Loki cracked a massive slightly menacing smile and held me down by the shoulders and put a knee either side of my green silky hips. Loki leered as he lent right over my rigid body.

"Do you really want me to answer that? Oh ho, maybe you do…" Loki purred and stroked my waist as I blushed and tried to look in the other direction. Loki moved a hand so he grasped my chin in his strong fingers and made me face him. His minty breath cooled my flushed face as Loki bent his head to bring his lips to mine.

"Get off. You can't keep doing this." Loki pulled up slightly as I struggled as hard as I could. He looked quite confused.

"Doing what? Do you not what this? Do I not affect you well? Do I not make you feel good?" With each question Loki's confusion transformed more into rage. I shook slightly under his intense gaze. But I'll tell him anyway:

"N-ye-no… well… what are your plans Loki? Are you just playing with me? You come here at night, you simply stare at me all day… you stole me and took me to Germany… you s-say I'm yours… what?" Loki sat up and lent back on his knees either side of me. He didn't look happy; tugging at his fingers through his black hair Loki stroked his chin.

"Interesting. Well, you are mine. I may do what I like with you… and there are most certainly things I want to do…" Loki smirked as he lent back over me. "… My plans? Well, you need not feel insecure… I will not leave you; you are under my protection, my sweetie." Loki trailed a gentle finger along my jaw line as my emerald eyes widened. What did this mean? Did Loki think he was my… boyfriend? No, this was… more.

"So… if I say no?" Loki withdrew his hand from my face and once again lent back, surveying me. The curious emotion was back in his glinting green eyes. I bit my lip and flinched as Loki fell forwards. In one swift move Loki had my wrists pinned above my head with his hands, holding my legs down with his own. I utter a small breath as Loki put his face right up to my face and pulled back his lips baring his pearly white teeth.

"Would you dare?" I meekly shook my head. Honestly, despite how frightening he was… I didn't want to say no. Loki pushed into me and harshly moved his lips against mine. It felt unbelievably good. Loki slowly released my wrists as he found other uses for his hands… like trying to pull of my pyjama top.

"Mhmm, no Loki…" Loki growled at my complaint and ignored me as he ripped the shirt from my body and chucked the shreds in to the corner. I whimpered and felt my eyes well up. I liked… maybe even loved Loki… but I didn't want to lose my virginity yet. Loki seems to have other ideas.

"I do what I want."

"Please don't…"

"I want to…"

Loki lay on top of me and stroked the bare flesh of my waist. I felt my skin burn at his cool touch. I didn't want him to go too far with me…

"Eldr… I will be gentle…" Loki whispered into my hair as he tugged at the waistband of my silky shorts. I didn't care what he said; I was not going to have sex with him… not today, anyway.

"No, I don't want to Loki! Stop it!" I struggled and Loki sighed angrily and moved his hands back to my waist… and then noticed my bright blue bra.

"Oh ho ho oooooh… interesting…" Loki pulled at one of the straps around my shoulder as he chuckled, the ends of his hair once again shaking.

"Don't…"

"Don't what? Don't do this?" Loki moved his hand down from my shoulder and hovered his hand above my chest.

"Loki…" Loki grimaced and rolled off me. Loki turned me round to face him and wrapped me up in his strong arms. I felt surprisingly safe.

"I wish to sleep by you this night. I will be gone when you next wake. There will be a note." Loki kissed me for a while longer until I drifted off into sleep. I didn't hear him whisper some impacting words:

"Soon I will be out and you… you will be with me."

Sweet one

I suggest you try on your new suit today, it will fit you well. I will see you soon.

L.L.

I frowned down at Loki's note and then grimaced at the suit lying out on my bed in front of me. Would Loki ever be simple? Doubt it. I lifted the suit by the shoulders and tried not to flip out. It was entirely made of tight leather: a full body suit with a silver zip down the front, a black belt with a sheath for a gun or knife, and fingerless gloves with wrist cartilages for bullets, and the same black combat boots I had already been wearing. This was so not me, what was Loki thinking? I put the suit back down and frowned at it for a while longer, trying to make up my mind. I pushed a hand through my recently washed hair and sighed in frustration. If I didn't do what Loki 'suggested' he might not react very well, even if it was something as small as this. I bit my lip and then shrugged: I would do a compromise. I pulled on a normal black t-shirt and leather pants, laced up my boots and slipped on the gloves but removed the cartilages then did the same to the sheaf on the belt. I put my gloved hands on my hips and looked into the mirror. I looked the same, but my gloves and belt made me look a little less… innocent?

"Oi, El! Open up!" I gave a little jump as Natasha thumped her fist on my door. She sounded worried about something.

"Yes, just coming!" I snatched Loki's note off the bed and crumpled it up so no one would see it then opened the door.

"Right, you're not keeping an eye on Loki today, you're going to speak with Fury and then you'll be having some defence lessons with me." Natasha spoke quickly as she began to pull me down the glass corridor.

"What? Why?" Natasha looked back at me as I questioned her, her face suspicious.

"How should I know? Fury never explains anything. Well, here you go. I'll see you soon… and El?"

"Yes?"

"Don't let Fury bully you." Natasha walked away, and I knocked on the ominous metal door to the Director's office.

I looked around the office in wonder. Why were Tony and Thor here as well?

"Sir…" Fury was sitting behind his desk; Tony was standing beside me while Thor was leaning against a metal wall. They all looked worried.

"Eldr… Tony informed me of your… bite." I spun on my toes and gave Tony an outraged look. Tony looked down, guilty. So much for being a good friend. That explained Tony being here, but what about Thor? I felt a twinge of panic and wondered if it had anything to do with Loki.

"Yes Sir? I'm sorry, but I don't see that as any of your business!" I folded my arms and felt my face flush and my neck burn under my brushed down hair. Fury stared back at me and his brow creased.

"Well, you did not have it when you arrived on this ship; you have not socialized with many of our staff. Neither Tony nor Thor, nor anyone else you have talked to have done it. Except one person." Damn. I felt tears come to my eyes and looked down. I was finished.

"It's ok Eldr, we won't let him near you ever again. You're going to be ok. We just need you to tell us everything that he's been… doing." Tony gently put an arm around me and squeezed my shoulder. They thought Loki had been doing it against my will. Well, in some cases he had… but I didn't want him to get in trouble for it! I wanted to keep seeing him! However, I also want to keep my job.

"I-I… um…" Fury shuffled uncomfortably in his seat as I looked up through my fringe.

"You can speak with a female agent if that would be… easier."

"What? On no, he didn't do anything like that! No… I would… He only did this." I pointed a slightly shaking finger at the bite just above my choker. Thor nodded but Tony looked sceptical. Fury looked blank.

"My brother has not behaved this way before." I gave Thor an odd look and quirked and eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" Thor looked slightly embarrassed as he patted the top of his hammer.

"Loki… he never took interest in pursuing a relationship. However, when he spoke of you… I could see he had become rather obsessed. I should have taken action sooner. I apologise." I just stared at him. Loki had never felt like this for anyone before? I found it unlikely that he would chose me… but maybe he has. I bit my lip to prevent myself from smiling.

"It's ok." I said as Tony shook his head and pulled me into a proper hug, which I returned, my cheek against his hard chest.

"It's not. But I'll look after you. Where did he do it to you?" Eventually getting what Tony meant and letting go of him and thought hard. If I told them… I'd have to try and lie…

"Well… I feel asleep at my desk… and when I woke it was just… there." I tried to look as sincere as possible. Thank goodness they fell for it.

"I see. Well, we wish for you to take defence lessons with Agent Romanoff just in case." Fury got up from his desk and held the door open for me. I let out a little sigh and began to walk out the door when Thor caught my arm:

"May I help you learn?" I nodded and we left to go down to the gym. I hate violence, but if I protested they'd get suspicious.

"So what will you guys be teaching me?" The gym was a large plain white room with various pieces of equipment, from treadmills to weights. Nat and Thor stood in the middle of the room while I stood by a wall, not eager to get involved with the lessons.

"Well… since we already know you have natural abilities we thought we could use that to your advantage." I looked at Nat and tried to keep the sadness off my face. I didn't want to use the fire, I wanted to hide it, keep it buried.

"I don't really feel comfortable with that." Thor looked at Nat for a moment and she nodded. Thor turned back to me and I saw his grip tighten on his Hammer.

"Whatever you're thinking, don't do it…" Thor spun the hammer twice and let it go, sending it directly towards me. I chucked myself to the floor and felt a gust of wind as the Hammer sailed over me and caused a huge crack in the wall behind me. As I got to my feet I felt heat pour into my hands, tingling as the scars appeared shinning like sunlight out of my pale skin.

"STOP! Just… stop." I closed my eyes and felt the fire leave me, but the heat in my heart remained. A couple of tears slipped from my glowing eyes and I swiped them away and turned my back on my colleagues.

"Sorry Eldr, but why are you so desperate not to use it?" I spun back around and clenched my fists, suddenly very angry.

"Why? Why not? How would you feel if you suddenly caught on fire? How would you feel if all you wanted was no violence and then you turned out to be a destructive force? Well?" Thor and Nat looked surprised at my outburst and took a step back. I closed my eyes again and took some deep breaths. I never wanted anyone to look at me like that again.

"I am sorry, I just…" I shrugged as I opened my eyes. Nat nodded and Thor smiled gently.

"No, I am sorry. Shall we instead try some knife skills?" Natasha nodded to Thor and walked over to a black weapons box and pulled out a draw filled with different kinds of knives.

"Come here… pick them up. If you find one that feels at home in your hand, tell me." Natasha stepped back and let me poke and prod the knives with my little fingers. The knives were all so ugly, with their plastic black handles and long blunt blades. I sifted through them until to my surprise I found a knife I didn't hate. It was small, the brown wooden handle only 8cm long and the thin silver blade only 10cm in length. I twirled it in my left hand examining its sharp edge and the soft feeling of the wood against me fingers.

"Found one? Everyone does. Oh, that's an interesting one! Most people go for the big ones… this one suits you." Natasha took the little knife from me and flicked it at a round bullseye. It was a direct hit to the middle of the little white circle. I wouldn't mind being able to do that, just for fun.

"Have an attempt, Eldr. You may find it simple." Thor walked over and removed the little knife and offered it to me. I hesitantly grasped the handle and pulled it back in line with my eye. I looked carefully between the blade and the bullseye. I gave a quick flick of my wrist and sent the knife flying.

"Wow!" My throw had the knife stuck in the board exactly where Nat's dent from moments ago. Thor slapped me gently on the back and grinned.

"You… you are very good." Nat gave me a wide movie star smile.

"Again?"

By the time I flopped down on my bed I was exhausted. I'd spent all day learning quick moves with my little knife. It was mine now; Nat had said I could keep it. I wanted to; it was like an extension of me. It was my new little friend. I rolled over onto my side and looked at it sitting on my bedside table, the blade glinting in the light cast by my lamp.

"Interesting weapon, Sweetie." Loki stepped out of the shadows and a light line appeared between his dark eyebrows. He was frowning at my new pyjama top. I stood up from the bed and stretched my short arms then looked unhappily into Loki's green eyes.

"Thank you. Loki, I am sorry, but I think you should go. I was confronted about that… um… bite today by Fury. He's not happy." Loki rolled his eyes in his handsome face and stepped forwards, so I took a step back. Loki was disgruntled.

"I sent them off the scent. Thor will be harder to convince, but it matters not. I can still see you. As I have stated before: I do what I want." Loki took my waist in his cold hands and pulled me to him, and muttered something angry about my top. Clearly he hadn't thought I would find another one. This made me giggle slightly and Loki looked confused. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if we just cuddled for a little while, I had missed him today. I liked to think he watched over me, it made me feel oddly safe.

"Ok, you can stay for a bit." Loki grinned and lent down to kiss me on the forehead. I put my arms around his neck and lent against his stone hard chest. Loki's leather costume made it a little bit uncomfortable to cuddle into him.

"Eldr… I do not wish to harm you…" I stiffened and tried to move away from Loki but he pulled me back, a little rougher than I'd expected. "…However, I do want you. Now. I'm afraid you must accept this."

My breath froze inside me. Surely Loki wouldn't go that far? He wouldn't do that to me against my will… would he?

"L-Loki? You won't actually…"

"I will." The two words shocked me to my heart. The others apparently had good reasons for trying to keep me away from him. I looked timidly up to Loki's face: His eyes were filled with the unidentifiable emotion and his face was covered in a sick smile. He would do it.

"Please… Please… if you care about me at all you won't…" Loki shook his head and chuckled as he held me uncomfortably tight. I felt tears well into my eyes and slip out of the corners. Loki's grin disappeared and was replaced by an angry leer as he put his face barely a centimetre from my own.

"Do not cry. It will be nice, you will see! It will be gentle, you shall be safe. Do not cry, it angers me!" Loki removed one strong arm from around me and flicked away my tears. I closed my eye but could not stop the sob that escaped my throat. Loki sighed and kissed me gently, the hand that had been wiping my eyes now ruffling my hair. The second he pulled away I began to plea again:

"Loki don't! Please! Wouldn't it be better if you waited? Then we could both be happy!" I watched as Loki considered my proposal.

"Hmm. Well, I shall give you 48 hours, but then there will be no more arguments. However I still wish to play with you in the meantime, my sweet." I let out my breath and relaxed slightly. Two days was better than none. I didn't really feel like letting Loki touch me after how he had just behaved, but if I refused he might go back on his new promise.

"Please be careful." Loki smirked as he took my answer for a yes and scooped me into his arms.

"Your bed is small. Shall I take you to mine?" Before I could explain that the cage would have cameras I felt a cold sensation making its way up my spine and watched as my room dissolved in front of my very eyes.

Once my feeling came back I realised we were in the same building Loki had taken me to when he first kidnapped me. The room we were in was large with white/grey walls, a couple of chairs and a table in the corner. The most noticeable feature was a huge king bed in the middle of the room. The bed was covered in a bright green duvet with fluffy white pillows leaning against the black wooden head of the bed. I looked nervously into Loki's pale face as he carried me over and laid me gently down on the bed spread. It was soft against my skin and when Loki lay down next to me the dip in the mattress caused me to roll over and slightly onto him. Loki chuckled softly and pushed me onto my back.

"Would it really be so bad if you let me now, my Sweets?" I nodded quickly before Loki got any ideas. I was a bit nervous: there was no one here to help me, no way to escape… I was frightened.

"Just hugs, Loki."

"What about kisses… or this…" Loki slipped a hand under my top and stroked my waist with his cool hand. "… or this…" I gasped as Loki put a hand onto my chest and pulled at my bra strap. "… Well? Yes?"

I mewed slightly, unable to hide my enjoyment at Loki's actions. Loki nibbled my ear and then purred into my ear:

"May I remove this horrible item of clothing from your luscious body?" I nodded gently and felt Loki tear of my shirt and let out a breath of delight.

"I think I may be in love with you, my sweet Eldr."

"I-I… I think I love you too, Loki."