Loki ran his fingers up and down her hip languidly before tangling his fingers in the lush curls that fell against his chest. "Just what I said, pet," the young god frowned at the confused look on her face. "I have to stay in the shadows at the moment for obvious reasons but not for much longer. Soon I will be able to make my move and I want you at my side."
He leaned his neck forward as he began to place light kisses against her throat. "When all is said and done you will be my Queen, my little spider." His kisses becoming more sensual as he moved along her skin. "I will give you everything your heart desires. Starting with my own heart which is yours for the taking if you want it, my pet." His voice had a playful teasing tone as his lips hovered over hers.
"I'm fairly certain I know the answer to that, eh heh heh heh, if this afternoon is any indication." he chuckled before he claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss.
What move was he going to make?
His queen?
That sounds really permanent.
Oh no…what is he….
Thoughts ceased as he began kissing her. She felt lost within a cloud of desire as his lips claimed hers in a passionate, hungry kiss. She couldn't think…she actually had to remind herself to breathe. Every time he kissed her, she ended up feeling dizzy from the lust.
He must have felt her body eagerly responding to his attentions because soon, he had flipped her over, laying her on her stomach before he entered her from behind. Natasha bucked back against him as he slowly began moving within her, one of his large hands snaking around her neck so that he could run his tongue along her ear lobe.
"Loki…protection", she whimpered weakly as she shivered against him. "Oh god…"
Loki hissed with a sharp intake of breath as he pushed himself inside of her. By the nines, no other woman had ever felt so good. He barely heard her soft whimper as he drove into her again but then her words suddenly registered as he pulled out of her slowly. She gasped beneath him. He understood what she meant although he didn't really see the need. "As you wish, my pet," he drawled in his silky accent as he brought forth a condom and sheathed himself. Leaning back over her, he placed a series of long, wet kisses down her back. "To be honest, I kind of like the idea of seeing your body swell with my child." His hands moving to her hips as he entered her once more.
She laughed breathlessly at that statement, refusing to note or acknowledge the seriousness in his tone as he thrust back into her. Natasha was face down in the mattress, fists clenching around handfuls of sheets as his hips expertly drove into her. She gasped and whimpered his name as his pace began to quicken, causing her body to jerk and shudder.
He was definitely above all other mortals in her book. He was a god. That fact was clear as he drove her to her second, blindingly pleasurable orgasm.
"Yes! Oh god! Loki!" she screamed, along with a few Russian obscenities.
Loki settled himself at her side, propping himself up with his elbow as he played with the loose curls cascading down her shoulders. " Eh heh heh heh, Такие слова из уст леди {such words from a lady}," he laughed as he moved his fingers down her body to the small of her back. "I like the way you say my name… Natalia." His voice growing suddenly serious. "I should have come to you weeks ago. I should have never left your apartment in the first place. Now that I have you. I don't want to waste another minute, my little spider."
Natasha's body was spent from the intense pleasure she'd just experienced. Back to back orgasms from a god could wear a girl out…even one as resilient as the Black Widow.
She smiled lazily up at him, but couldn't bring herself to move as she murmured, "What do you mean?"
"Just that I want to be with you," he remarked simply as he rested his head against the pillow so that his eyes were even with hers. She was such a beautiful woman, even more so when she smiled as she was now. She was a woman after his own heart in so many ways. They were so similar but with enough differences to keep life interesting, he mused to himself. "And that I intend for us never to be apart."
Natasha was concerned about what he wasn't saying, but soon enough, her blinks grew fewer and further between until her eyes fluttered closed and she fell asleep.
When she awoke hours later, she was ravenously hungry and it was dark out. She slowly sat up, realizing that she was alone in her bedroom. She pulled the sheet off of her bed and wrapped it around her body before venturing out into her living room.
If it wasn't for the deliciously sore feeling between her thighs, she would have thought she dreamt the whole thing.
"Loki?"
Loki's body sat cross legged in the middle of her living room floor. His body remained there but his spirit was someplace else entirely. He was moving through the halls of Shield operations. He didn't know the landscape of their base well enough to have known where the room was that he needed. He kept his ears open as he strutted through the corridors. No one could see him, of course, he wasn't really here but he could hear and see them and he wanted to gather any information that he could. If Shield was aware of his presence or if they were aware of the All-Father's plans in attempting to recapture him, he needed to know. He felt a presence nearing his physical body and he released his projection spell at once. His spirit flying back into his body as he opened his eyes with a start.
Natasha was standing above him, her fingers lightly pressed against his shoulder as her other arm was wrapped around her waist holding the sheet that was encased around her body in place.
"You're awake, my little spider," Loki smiled. "I hope I didn't startle you. It's just that I rarely sleep so I thought I would sit out here for a bit."
Natasha stared at him for a moment before she glanced toward her kitchen, "Are you hungry? I'm famished…I guess I have you to blame for that." A smirk spread across her lips as she ran a hand through her tousled locks.
She hesitated for a moment before slowly sitting down on his lap. It was a simple, affectionate gesture, but it was something she would have never done with anyone else.
Natasha slowly kissed his lips and rested her forehead against his as she gently stroked the back of his head.
"This is the craziest thing…" she said with a soft laugh.
"Eh heh heh heh," he began to laugh; his grin was near to bursting as the tip of his tongue peeked out between his teeth. "Yes… I suppose it is." He nibbled playfully along her earlobe, his hand resting against her thigh. "What's your favorite food?" He moved his lips to the soft spot behind her ear and was rewarded with a tiny gasp from her throat. "Tell me, my pet, and I will conjure it for you." His lips lowered as he nuzzled her neck. "It is the least that I can do for my part in causing your hunger pains, Eh heh heh heh." He loved the taste of her skin. She was like candy, he mused, and he was fast becoming addicted. "There is so much about you that I still need to learn and I want to know everything."
Natasha smiled as her eyebrows rose in surprise, "You could do that?" She moaned softly as he nibbled on her skin. She loved that he seemed unable to keep his hands and mouth off of her.
"I love a lot of different foods…sushi is a favorite…as is Italian. I love food. I work out twenty hours a week just to keep fit because I indulge way too much" she said with a soft laugh.
"I also really love cajun food. You should try it…étouffée, gumbo, po boys, crawfish…"
She laid a lingering kiss against his lips and stroked his cheek, "Maybe something simple…live Maine lobsters with salad and baked potatoes…"
"There is very little that I cannot bring forth with a few strategic words," he grinned as he motioned his hand toward her dining room. The meal that she requested appeared on the table along with a bottle of Chardonnay. He grinned like a schoolboy as she gazed at his handiwork. She seemed impressed and he liked that very much. "I suppose this means that you are going to be moving your delicious body away from me," he teased as he returned his attentions to her neck. "Very well but eat quickly." He winked.
Natasha gasped softly as she looked at the table and kissed him before slowly moving off of his lap to walk to the table.
"It looks lovely…" she said as she sat down, but as requested, she didn't take very long to eat. After she finished, she dropped the sheet and walked toward her bathroom, smiling at him over her shoulder as she disappeared inside to start the shower.
Loki grinned wickedly as he gazed at the sway of her naked hips and round bottom while she exited the room. The come-hither look in her sweet blue eyes was not lost on him. He followed after her quickly as she moved into the bathroom. The young god watched from the doorway as she turned on the water. After a few moments the steam began to rise over the stall and it begins to fog the mirrors. He assumes this is a sign that it is the perfect temperature as she steps inside.
He waits a moment, enjoying the outline of her body in the frosty glass as she moves beneath the water. Then he discards his clothes and slides open the door to follow after her. Natasha turns around to face him, the softest of smiles on her lips as the water pelts her back and her hands brush her wet locks away from her face. Loki is mesmerized by the way the water glides across her body and the soap that she has begun to lather along her succulent form. He takes the bar from her, his smile becoming even more mischievous. "Allow me, my little spider."
A lazy smile spread across her lips as he began washing her body. It felt so good…so intimate. When he rinsed her and pressed his lips to her lower abdomen, she shuddered and leaned her back against the cool tile to brace herself.
Natasha lifted a leg, resting her thigh on his shoulder as he buried his face within the apex of her thighs.
"Oh my god…" she whispered as she put a hand on his head to balance herself.
Loki blinked for a moment as the sunlight that was peeking through the blinds shined into his eyes. They had spent the entire night in bed with the exception of the incredible rendezvous in the shower and the midnight excursion along the counter top of the kitchen. He stared down at the beauty lying next to him. The way the beams of light were falling across her naked form took his breath away. His desire for her was insatiable. No matter how many times they were together it was never enough.
He should let her sleep he told himself but his resolve didn't last very long as she stretched lazily in her slumber. She had slept long enough he decided abruptly as he ran his fingers along her inner thigh. A buzzing noise along her nightstand interrupted his thoughts and woke her in a decidedly different way than he had intended to. He frowned at the small phone as it continued to vibrate. "Must you answer it, my little spider?" he asked with a slight pout.
Natasha frowned a bit at his pout and kissed his nose before picking up her phone. Before answering it, she laughed and shook her head, "If I didn't answer this, an entire task force would be at my door in five minutes. SHIELD doesn't take it lightly when their agents fall off the map. They automatically assume we've been kidnapped, killed or have defected…I doubt either of us want them to think that right now…"
She put the phone to her ear, "This is Romanoff…" Natasha listened for a few moments before she grumbled, "Yeah. Right…..mhmmm…well can't Johnson handle it? …..no sir….yes sir."
Natasha sat up and tossed the blankets off of her as she walked over to her dresser to grab some clothes out, "I have to go into the office…"
"How can you possibly continue to work for them?" he gaped as he watched her move across the room. Loki had assumed after last night that her association with those irritating mortals would be over. The obvious fact that she had every intention of continuing in their ranks made him more than a little perturbed. "If it were up to them I would be hand delivered back to Odin."
Natasha stopped in her tracks and turned around, "Loki…our situation is far from typical…and this isn't just a random job I can just turn my notice into and walk away. Yes, they would hand deliver you back to Odin…but you did commit some pretty heinous crimes here…men, women, children…"
She shook her head and sighed, "I don't have a right to judge you because I've done my fair share of killing. I keep working for them because we all have our own demons we struggle with…they're not completely moral or good, but…" Natasha paused as she struggled to find a way to get him to understand where she was coming from. Finally, she looked into his eyes and took his hand, "If someone were to tell you that if you killed me, you'd have the throne of Asgard and everything you've ever wanted…would you do it?"
"I would have done it in a heartbeat a few months ago," Loki stated honestly. "I could never hurt you now. And… well… it's impossible for me to get everything I've ever wanted…" His dark green eyes fell towards the floor and there was a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was suddenly worried that she might think him foolish. He had never felt this strongly about a woman before. "Without you, my little spider." He raised his eyes to meet hers once more. "I… I care for you so very deeply, Natalia."
The young god turned his head towards the windows of her bedroom, taking a deep breath as he tried to cover his insecurities. "I'm not sure what your question has to do with SHIELD. If you were told to help bring me in would you do your job?"
Natasha froze where she stood when he spoke those words to her. They were words she never thought she'd hear…or deserve for that matter. When he walked over to the window, she slowly followed behind and wrapped her arms around him from behind, pressing a kiss against the area between his shoulder blades.
"I would never do that to you", she softly whispered against his skin before resting her head against his back. "I care for you too…I care for you so deeply…it frightens me."
Loki smiled at the sound of her words as he turned himself in her arms, caressing her cheek as he gazed down into her dark blue eyes so filled with emotion. "I know what you mean… being frightened. You're the only woman that I've ever… cared for this way. Every second I'm with you I fall more… my feelings for you grow deeper. It's like a bottomless pit." His grin widened. "Eh heh heh heh, I mean that in a good way."
"But knowing that you feel the same for me. It's a little less scary," the young god admitted. "Shield is not the place for you, not anymore. You belong with me." His voice growing more insistent. That organization would only try to tear her away from him. He would never let that happen. "I want you with me."
Natasha kissed him softly as she stroked his face and looked deep into his emerald eyes. They were so full of emotion and she realized then how possessive the god of mischief was.
She kissed him again and whispered, "Loki…if I don't work with them, I'll never have a shot to square my debts. I've done so much evil in this world, I need to figure out a way to replace the bad that I've done…and if I didn't work with them, what would I do?"
"That I don't understand," Loki divulged as he reached for a curl of her hair. He enjoyed the feel of the velvety strands along his fingers. "You talk of your debts and the wrongs you've done but what of all the wrongs done to you? All the pain that you've been through in your life, the red room and… other things."
He was thinking of the loss of her daughter but he stopped himself from saying it. He didn't want to put that thought in her mind. He knew what a painful memory it was for her. "Do you not take any of that into account at all when you are compiling your ledger?" The young god continued to twist the strawberry ringlet along his finger and thumb as he tried to think of how to convince her to see things his way.
"You can do anything you want. We can go anywhere you want. Another country, perhaps? You can show me your favorite places," Loki entreated. "And one day I do intend to rule Asgard and there are many ways that a Queen can help her people." There was a glimmer in his eyes as he spoke of Asgard. Ascending to the throne had come to represent victory to him. A way to right every wrong ever done to him. And he would not give up until it was his.
Natasha had to admit…he was making a pretty strong case. There had been a lot of wrong done to her, but unlike him, she didn't see that as a reason to automatically balance out the red in her ledger.
Her gaze dropped to his chest as she gently stroked his porcelain skin. She knew what he meant when she said "other things". She blinked back the tears that threatened to form in her eyes as she slowly let out a breath, "If you want me to let go of SHIELD and the life that I know…perhaps you should let go of Asgard…"
Natasha knew how he'd suffered on Asgard. When Thor told the team of Loki's story, she was disgusted by the way his so-called "family" had treated him.
"If you want to be enough to me…I have to know that I'm enough for you."
"I don't see how the two things are the same," Loki insisted as he began to pace about the room. "SHIELD is just a means to an end for you, a way to wipe away your supposed debt. You can always find another way to reach the goal you seek. Asgard was my home and it was taken from me. It's different." The young god brushed his fingers through his long ebony locks as he always did when he started to feel frustrated. "But you are enough for me… more than enough; don't ever think you're not. If I never left this room again I would be very happy."
"But your point is well taken," Loki admitted reluctantly. "It is important to you and I should try to be more understanding. That is not a very easy thing for me to be." He gave her one of his signature smirks as he moved back towards her. "I just… they don't like me and if they discovered about us. You would be in trouble, would you not? They will want to turn you against me."
Natasha nodded, confirming his fears. She wouldn't lie to him. She refused to.
"Yes…I'd be in a huge amount of trouble, and they would try to make me roll over on you..and when I refuse, they would torture me."
She bit her lip and sighed, "Loki, you already have this huge target on your back after your escape from Asgard and….if I just up and disappear, they'll have every agent in the Western Hemisphere looking for me. I'm one of their most valuable assets. They won't just let me walk away. We'll both be fugitives…"
Natasha sat down on the edge of the bed, "Say we run away from it all…what kind of life would we have? What would we do?"
"Torture you!" the young god seethed. "If they ever lay a finger on you I will kill every single one of them, every single last one." His hands twisting into fists at his side. The thought of those measly little mortals hurting her to get information on him brought him into a fit of rage. A flash of red flickered through his eyes and he could feel the chill settle deep in his bones. "And it won't be quick either. I will make sure they suffer."
Natasha could practically feel the temperature drop in the room as she stepped closer to him. She took his face in her hands and softly kissed his lips in an effort to quell his rage, "It won't happen if we're careful…"
Natasha pressed herself close to him, deepening the kiss as she worked to think of a way to safely separate herself from SHIELD.
She slowly ended the kiss and stared up into his eyes, "I'll take a leave of absence. Two, maybe three months…but before the end of that, we have to figure out what we're going to do if our futures don't entail SHIELD or Asgard."
Loki could feel the warmth flooding through his body at the touch of her mouth to his, dispelling all of the cold inside of him and extinguishing his anger with each movement of her lips. He would never let anyone harm her or take her from him. By the roots of Yggdrasil, he swore it to himself.
"I have probably detained you too long already," he whispered. "Will they be suspicious that it is taking you so long to go to them?"
Natasha nodded before slowly moving back toward her dresser, "Yes, they'll be suspicious. I'm usually exceptionally prompt…" Within a few minutes, she was kissing him goodbye and begging him to stay at her apartment so that she would be able to come home to him that afternoon. She'd never had anyone to come home to…
The day at SHIELD ticked by, and for the first time ever, Natasha found herself watching the clock. After finishing up a high level interrogation, Fury called her into his office to let her know they had received word of Loki's escape.
Natasha expertly feigned surprise and outrage before asking what the organization planned to do. Fury let her know that they were leaving it up to Asgard for now since there was no sign that Loki was on earth…but if he is, they'd find him.
When Natasha finally drug herself back to her apartment, she was exhausted…mentally and physically. She wanted nothing more than to strip out of her clothes and climb into Loki's strong arms.
"Loki?" she asked as she entered her apartment and pulled off her jacket.
