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Chapter 10: PDA!

Kat had been training with Loki during the same class hours as Cephera had in class. They hadn't talked since her outburst which had been a week ago now. She missed her. She missed their chats and her laugh. She missed having someone to be by her side passing her a tissue and laughing off her bloody nose.
Odin was holding another masked ball. The last one apparently went so well he was having two this year. One early and one later in the year. She got ready in her room and choose a dress of green and black. Tonight she would wear the bracelet he gave her for the first time. She had chosen the dress to match it. She choose a songbird as her mask.
She left her hair down this time. She wondered if he would be wearing the wolf again or something different, or if he would even be there at all. Cephera headed to the ballroom feeling a little low on self confidence. Being a loner was saddening. Until she lost Kat she hadn't realized how many friends she didn't have.
She enetered the room with the party already underway. Dancing was already on the agenda but she didn't feel like singing today. She danced with less vigor then usual and was swept up to twirl by some strange man from behind.
He set her back on her feet and she turned to see who it was. Loki's green eyes through a hawks mask surprised her. His hair was ruffled and messy and his clothes a little toned down. He didn't look like himself. In fact, had she not looked into his eyes she probably wouldn't have recognized him at all.
"Not singing tonight songbird?" he asked her smiling.
"I don't feel up to it." she told him as his hand snaked around her waist and pulled her close his fingers intertwining into hers. She allowed him to carry her across the floor like that. He glanced over to her wrist and smiled at the bracelet.
"Good choice. Matches the dress." he leaned down to talk into her ear. "You're beautiful." he said his breath tickling her ear.

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Loki had deliberately sought her out at this party. She hadn't disappointed him in her dress. He enjoyed seeing those colors on her body. He had been watching her now since her first rain dance and everyday after. She didn't know it though. Was oblivious to his far off attentions.
He enjoyed teasing her. Until he returned the broken prince many women hadn't preferred him at all over his brother or any other strong males of the Asgardian species. His new dark behavior had brought many women to his door now but he wanted her. He had plenty of women to be sure but he never felt like this.
He wanted her close to him. Wanted her to want him. To crave him. The last ball he had seen a fire in her that sparked his interest all the more. She drew him in without trying and he wasn't sure why such an innocent creature had been placed before him but he would possess her.
He held her firmly against him as he danced with her. He enjoyed the soft skin of her hand holding his. Enjoyed the feel of her small breasts pressed to him. He could see the smooth swell of flesh above her corset and felt a heat in his groin.
His luck with woeing women over the years hadn't been very successful. He was good at bedding them but not so much getting them interested in him for simply being him. He wanted her to want all of him. His body, his mind, his soul. He was willing to show her the less darker side if it meant having her forever as his own.
He wasn't worried about what Odin thought. He didn't give a shit were she came from or if she was common. He didn't know a stitch about her that she hadn't told him and he decided to keep it that way. When she opened up to him he would know he had her hooked.
He looked down at her soft brown and pink waves. The pink was not natural. Magic perhaps. He wondered what made her change her hair in such a strange manner. She was looking at his chest with that cute pink flush across her cheeks.
He stopped his movements stalling them both between all the other people who still danced. He cupped her face with both hands on either side and forced her to look up at him which proved to be an easy task. He leaned down and kissed her. He kissed her before she could back away or think about it.
He felt her surpirse and anticipated her sudden jerk and held her solid to his lips. Her hands had come to rest on his chest, perhaps to even push him away. But by the time she placed them there he had moved his mouth along hers and she had been responding. She pushed her lips against his almost absently. He broke contact and turned his head and kissed her again.
She gasped a little but once again responded nicely. When he pulled back the second time he noticed some people had stopped dancing and were staring. He growled and took her hand and led her away.
When he had her alone outside the room, on a empty balcony, he pulled her against him again and kissed her. She was more receptive to him this time. Her arms circling his neck and one of her hands playing in his hair.
He pressed her to the balconies stone wall causing her to gasp on impact. He took the moment to delve his tongue into her open mouth to touch and play with her own. Never had he kissed a woman so passionately. He usually avoided kissing them at all. He kept the kisses, when there were any, brief.
When he broke away from her he stared down at her a moment before smiling, kissing the back of her hand and walking away.
"You're a very confusing man!" She called out after him. He mentally agreed with her but didn't stop to look back.