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They all sit around a large table. The Avengers, Director Fury, Loki, and Nymeria. Loki and Thor have been explaining the whole Dark Elves things to everyone, but she zoned them all out, since she already knows what they wanted, and what they were. She didn't need to listen to them repeat everything.
A shiver ran up her spine when she felt Loki's cold hand on her thigh. Her eyes slowly shifted to him, but he kept his face forward and emotionless as he talked. Her lips begin to tingle when him kissing her surfaces in her memory. The feel of his cold lips against hers, his soft, silky hair in her fingers and she pushed her onto the bed.
A sudden realization of silence filling the room makes her look up. Everyone looks at her, and she's assuming someone had asked her something.
Her eyes meet Director Fury's and he sighs. "I said, what were the dreams like?" He asks. Everyone looked at her with concern. Most of them knew about her past nightmares, but others just found out.
Her eyes scan the room and fall on Thor, but he nods his head with a soft smile and she takes a deep breath. "Well they begin where you're in complete darkness, you feel cold, and alone, and lost. Then you being to feel pain all over your body, starting at her feet and slowly moving to your head. Then your lungs begin to tighten and you can't take in a single breath." She feels Loki's fingers caress her thigh softly, as if giving her courage. "Suddenly the pain worsens and it feels like you're being stabbed multiple times all over your body until you feel seconds from death, then you wake up."
Her eyes stay on her fingers intertwined in her lap. She can feel everyone's gaze on her, but she doesn't dare to look up. She already knew the expressions they're faces would hold, and she didn't feel like seeing them.
"Luckily," Director Fury says, taking the attention off of her, "They did not stay long enough to be able to tear out her heart, which is what they do after seven nights." He begins to talk again but she doesn't listen. Her mind drifts to her nightmares.
She's been having them for a while, the same dream over and over, but they only lasted for a couple of nights before her nights were dreamless like always.
A soft breath on her neck startles her. "Are you okay?" Loki whispers in his velvety voice.
She only nods her head, but she can still feel his eyes on her as he sits back up. She likes the fact that he cares for her, and that he worries about her, but she doesn't want that. She was a spy; no one should worry about her. She needed to get back into shape. She needed to be able to defend herself.
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Sweat drips down her back as she trains in the gym of Stark Tower. She's been fighting someone that works there, but he was going to easy on her. She won every time; she was able to pin him down within seconds, and she knew she wasn't that good.
The door-opening behind her made her turn around, letting go of the poor boy under her, who she pinned to the ground.
"Having fun?" Loki says, taking a seat across from where she was. She got up, letting the boy go. He only asked if she needed any more help, and when she said no he walked off.
"They're going easy on me." She says walking over to him, placing her hands on her hips.
"Well you are a women, and lets admit it, you're fragile." He says, leaning back.
She laughs. "Are you being sexist?"
"Oh no, not at all." He whispers, leaning forward and placing his elbows on his knees. He smirks at her as she cocks her hips to one side.
"Fine, get up." She says, turning around and walking to the middle of the room.
"Why?" He asks, not moving from his spot.
"I want to fight." She says, turning to face him.
"Did I upset you that much?" He asks, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"No, I just need a real fight." He eyes her. "Why not? You scared to get that pretty face dirty?" Her voice mocks him.
He stands up and walks over to her. "I am not scared of you." He says, stepping in front of her.
"Then fight me, Ice Queen." She whispers, taking a step back and taking her position, incase he does decide to fight her.
A sudden swing of his legs starts the fight. She begins to fall but catches herself with her hand and flips back over, landing on her feet. They begin to battle, leaping across the room, dodging hits and giving them. He catches her every now and then, making her fall, but she quickly catches herself. She also hits him every now and then, getting him on the back or chest, caching him off guard.
Within about fifteen minutes the both stand facing each other panting. She see's and her opportunity and takes it. She takes him by his wrist that hangs down by his thighs, and slides between his legs, making him fall. She flips over, capturing his arms and pushing her knees onto them, holding him in place.
He gasps for air as he lies beneath her. A smirk appears on his face. "Good job." He whispers between breaths. "But," He says, and suddenly she's off of him and the positions are reversed. He's now above her, with her wrists pinned above her head, and his knee in her stomach, keeping her from moving, "You can't pin Loki Laufyson down."
Him mentioning his name reminds her of something. "I want to see you." She whispers, still pinned to the ground. He raises and eyebrow in confusion. "I want to see you."
She can see he knows exactly what she's asking. She wants to see him in his Jotun form; she wants to see what he really looks like.
He begins to say something when a voice interrupts him.
"Ew!" Tony's voice yells across the gym. "Stop having sex on my floor. I walk on that you know!" He walks into the gym followed by Thor, whose eyes are filled with surprise.
"We're not." He yells to them, still not letting go of her.
"But he wanted to." Nymeria yells, getting a disgusted face from both Tony and Loki; Thor only stands there with shock filling his face.
Loki quickly gets up, as if he didn't even want to think about doing that with her. She gets up by herself and follows Loki out the gym door, Tony's face still looking disgusted. She only winks at him, scoring a smile from his face.
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(Loki POV)
They sat on the top of Stark Tower looking over the city. Nymeria was sitting close to him as a blanket was draped around their shoulders. He didn't really need it, but she did. She was sitting with her sketchpad in her lap, finishing her drawing of the skyline. She had every detail right, from the moon that shone above the city to the streets below the skyscrapers filled with taxis.
"You're really good you know." He whispers, looking as her pad as she added the finishing touches.
"I know." She says softly with a smile on her face.
He watches her small hands run across the page, and he suddenly felt like looking at the other pictures. He snatches it from underneath her, making an aggravated sigh come from her mouth. "Give it back!" She yells reaching for it.
He began flipping through the pages, fending her off with elbow when he stopped at a picture. She gasped when she was able to see the page too. "You're not supposed to see that." She whispers.
He stares at it for a minute taking in every detail. It was he; she drew him. Well it was more of a silhouette of him with his Asgardian armor on, including his helmet. The picture was amazing, not because it was him, but because she drew it.
"You did this?" He asks, slowly looking at her.
She's about to talk when he hears a roar from beneath them. The Hulk has come out. They both shoot up and run for the door but he pushes her back. "Stay." He says, leaving her behind him.
He quickly runs down the stairs and opens the door to the floor where he heard the Hulk. He sprints for the creature again when he hears another roar escape its mouth.
He sees Natasha running towards him and he grabs her arm, stopping her. "What's happened?" He asks.
She has to catch her breath before she can speak. "Something triggered the 'other guy' and now he's running around destroying everything. I'm going to get Thor and Clint. Try to keep him on this floor." She looks around in a panic. "Where's Nymeria?"
"I left her upstairs where she'll be safe." He says, suddenly regretting leaving her side.
"You left her alone?" Natasha asks, anger in her voice. "The Dark Elves are after her, and they might of triggered the 'other guy'. She's not safe!" His words hit him.
What the hell was he thinking?
(Nymeria POV)
"Loki!" She screams pounding the door that leads from the stair well to the top floor. "I will kill you for this!"
She can't believe he would leave her alone in the dark stairwell. Was he a fucking idiot? Well apparently he was. She turns around and slides down to the ground with her back against the door. She hears another roar from Banner and stiffens. What else would trigger the Hulk, making Loki leave her alone, and vulnerable?
They were here, and she knew it, she could feel it in her bones. She slowly stood up and tried to look around to see if she saw any shadows moving, but she didn't. Maybe they didn't know where she was; maybe they thought she was in her room.
A sigh escapes her lips.
"Relaxing so soon?" A familiar voice said to her. She stiffened. He was here. Vanka had found her, and she was alone.
'Calm down', she thought to herself, 'you're strong, you can take him.'
She straightens her back and scans the stairwell again and she see's him.
"I was just waiting for you to show yourself." She says with much more confidence than she thought she had.
"Did someone finally grow a back bone?" He asks, stepping closer to her so she can see him. His appearance is different from before, and it kind of scares her.
His skin is now a light blue, more white than blue really, and his hair was a bright white and long; it went all the way to his mid ribs, and light bangs covered his face. His eyes now were black, not just his iris, but also his whole eye, and his smile showed his teeth. They were not normal like before, but they all ended in a sharp point. His ears were like those of an elf, long and pointed, and his fingernails now long, sharp claws.
His new appearance shocked her. She remembered something Loki said about their appearances, that they look like this in their true forms.
"Look's like I did." She replies, standing a little taller.
Within a blink of the eye he pinned her to the door behind her with his hand firmly gripping her neck. "To bad you're only human." He whispers, as though he really did feel bad.
She saw a weak point he probably didn't notice. His elbows and knees were locked, which meant if she hit them in the right spot, she would be free.
She takes her change and hits him hard on his inner elbows making him bend them and loose his grip on her neck. She quickly dives under his legs and kicks him in the inner knee, making his legs give out. She swiftly grabs his wrists and pins him to the floor.
"Just cause I'm human doesn't mean I'm weak." She spits out, her voice filled with venom.
"You are just as foolish as I thought." He says with a laugh, and then he disappears.
Motherfucker.
She feels something grab her from behind and throw her. Her back hits the stair and a scream escapes her lips. The wind is knocked out of her lungs and she struggles to take in a breath. He kneels in front of her. "You're a human, you cannot defend yourself against me. I have powers; powers which you do not know of." He grabs her face in his hand and it almost burns her skin. "Next time we meet, you'll be bleeding to death, and you're precious Loki will not be able to save you." And then he's gone.
The door suddenly opens and Loki stands there, panting and wide eyes. "Oh God." He whispers, running to her. He kneels beside her and wraps his arms around her, picking her up off of the ground. "What happened?" He asks, but it sounded like he already knew the answer.
She finally takes in a breath and whispers, "Vanka." She can see the anger rising in his eyes. She just ignores it and tried to calm her breath. "What happened with Banner?"
"They were able to calm him down, but that doesn't matter. I shouldn't of left you." He says, walking into the hallway and towards the elevators.
"I'm fine." She whispers, but she knew better. She was terrified, her heart raced I her chest and her breath was deep and ragged. That man truly scared the shit out of her. "I'm alive aren't I?" She says, jokingly. It only angers Loki.
"I shouldn't have left you alone. I should have known that they caused Banner to turn to lure me away from you. God dammit I should have known!" He pretty much screamed.
She stiffened in his arms. If he didn't like anything better that annoyed Loki was furious Loki, which scared the shit out of her too.
They finally reached her room and he laid her in bed and took the spot next to her. "I'm not going to give them another chance." He whispers, sliding his shirt off and throwing it on the floor.
She finally had a change to look at him, and she took it. His long white torso gave her goose bumps as she could see his hips turn into a V and hid underneath his pants. His whole body was chiseled and rugged, but he was still skinny and not as large as his brother, but Loki still have her a lady boner.
He finally looked at her and she looked up just in time. His eyes were soft, but still full of worry. She softly placed a hand on his cheek, startling him. "I'm fine." She whispers to him.
He wraps his arms around her lower back and pulls her closer to him. "I still worry for you, my kitten."
She smiles at the pet name. "Kitten? I haven't heard that one for a while." She whispers.
He smirks, but doesn't say anything back. Suddenly he pulls her closer and pushes his lips against hers. This one of softer than their first, and more passionate. His tongue doesn't slip past her lips, but he just holds her there, as if taking in her warmth. She didn't mind though, she loved the feel of him against her, his cold lips on her warm ones, his cold body lowering her temperature. If felt so good.
He slowly pulled away, letting his lips linger just above hers for a moment. Her heart jumped when he pulled her back into him, her head resting on his chest. She could get use to this. She could get use to this real easily.
Oh well there is another chapter for all you lovely people. I tried to make it longer, but I wanted certain things to happen next chapter and not in this once. Well I hoped you enjoyed it. Please review, or whatever you like. My life is filled with butterflies and rainbows whenever I get a new follower (: AND HEY GUYS, IM STARTING TO RUN OUT OF IDEAS SO PLEASE HELP ME, TELL ME WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE PLEASE. I NEED HELP. I NEED A DOCTOR, CALL ME A DOCTOR, just kidding, BUT SERIOUSLY, I NEED HELP! Until next time, I LOVE YOU GUYS C:
