I'M BACK! And with my return is another chapter in the story of Loki and Kate. So I'm planning on trying to make the Avengers as smutty as possible. I hope that agrees with everyone. I know I already said this but both Loki and Kate are going to be wilder and harder during this time. There's also going to be a lot of frustration as Loki wants to take over Earth and Kate doesn't really agree with that (she still prefers not to be queen on any realm, however that may change with some of Loki's silver tongue seductions). Either way, I hope you enjoy!

I do not own Loki (sadly) or any other characters besides Kate, the rest belong to Marvel.

The Dark As Our Ally

(The Same Night)

I've missed you, love, Loki's voice whispered in my head, melting me.

I just gave him a stiff smile. I had missed him too but I was too distracted to get caught in the moment. We were, after all, in the custody of SHIELD, which left me unsettled. I had never recovered my sense of security after being in their custody with Thor the first time. The fact that they caught us just confirmed my theory that had had eyes on me after our previous encounter.

Then there was what had almost happened in the street. Loki had really intended to kill that man. It sickened me that he would feel the need to set an example by death, but it didn't surprise me considering why he'd sent the Destroyer to Puente Antiguo in the spring.

It wasn't like I was still soft like before. I was angry. I had been broken. And I had risen again the true Lady Mischief, but murder was something I would still not tolerate. Slow, painful torture on those I hated maybe, but not death. Death was too extreme.

Loki and I sat in a row of seats lined against the wall of the ship while the guy in the metal armor and Captain America stood at the front of the plane talking in hushed voices. I had been surprised that they had let us sit next to each other uncuffed considering we were "wanted fugitives" but I guess they figured we wouldn't try anything in the plane.

I heard a deep voice over the communication system ask, "Have they said anything yet?" And the pilot, a red-headed Russian woman with no accent reply, "No,"

In reality we had said things, not out loud mind you. It was one of the things I had appreciated in strengthening my muse, not only could I induce my visions, but I could use my mind for other tricks too, like talking to Loki without words being said aloud.

Loki cocked his head as he stared at me, Are you angry at me, Lady Trickster?

I glared back, trying to appear blank, I have no idea what you mean.

I couldn't fool the God of Lies though. He smiled at my failure and just resigned to sitting back into his seat. Hide your feelings if you must, little one, but sooner or later I will draw them from you.

I scowled, out of all the pet nicknames he had given me, "little one" still pissed me off. It made me feel like a child, and far inferior.

I realized many things in my exile, Kate, he almost sighed into my mind. For example, when I was away from you, I felt a yawning emptiness in my chest. All those times I've dominated you, ravaged you, felt you so intimately, from the inside out... Only now do I realize that this domination is mutual, my love. Without you, I am nothing...

At those words I wanted to moan in longing. His poetic whisper made me have all these feels. God he tempted me, that silver tongue of his not only spun lies but lovely seductive truths that he fed me by the mouthful. With just those few words he had my heart aching in remorse that I was angry with him. Albeit I was still upset about what had happened in the square, but now he had my heart spiraling towards his in desire and want again. I wanted him -needed him- inside me tonight. I knew it wouldn't happen but I could not ignore my lust.

It was as we continued to fly that a loud, powerful clap of thunder followed on almost an unnatural bolt of lightening.

Loki and I both shifted in our seats to stare up at the sections of windowed glass on certain sections of the roof. A viscous storm blazed overhead, it had come out of nowhere, one moment the sky had been perfectly clear and then...

He's here... Loki hissed nervously into my head.

Unnatural? Of course it was, because the storm that had come out of nowhere wasn't so much a storm as an announcing of another Asgardian's arrival.

Captain America (I made a mental note to self to find out his real name) noticed Loki and I on edge. "What? You two afraid of a little thunder?" He mocked, face stoic.

"I am not overly fond of what follows..." Loki trailed off, eyes still skyward.

That was then we heard it, a massive bang as something, or as I knew, someone, landed on top of the ship, jostling it about as the pilot struggled to regained control.

In a matter of moments, Thor had forced himself inside the ship and glared angrily at Loki and I. He strode purposefully towards us, grabbed Loki by the neck and picked me up with his other arm, slinging me over his shoulder before, to my absolute horror, jumping out of the plane so that we were free falling towards the earth.

Once again my fear of heights overwhelmed me. My teeth began to chatter and to my disgrace, I began to sob. Thor and Loki may have been indestructible when falling from great heights but I most certainly was not. I was going to shatter when I hit the ground, which to my dismay was rapidly approaching.

When we were about a hundred feet from my death, I moved from being on Thor's shoulder, to apparating just above the ground, the distance that I had to fall changed from a high dive off a plane, to kerplunking five feet or so onto a softer path of earth. Only a few seconds later, did Thor and Loki land next to me.

Loki smashed onto his back while Thor stayed on his feet. I understood immediately that Loki had sacrificed the balance of his own landing so that he could be sure I made it to the ground safely.

I crawled my way toward Loki, concern stretched tightly across my face. When I got to him he groaned slightly at the force of his impact while I looked him over to be sure he didn't have any injuries.

"You two are in great trouble," I heard Thor's deep grumble from behind me.

I spun around and snarled at him, enraged. "I haven't done anything!"

"It's true, she isn't involved in my mischief," Loki informed him, still lying on the ground. "Though knowing my Kate she has some mischief of her own planned."

I looked at him, trying to paste a convincing mask of incredulity, so as to hide the huge grin that wanted to twist across my lips at Loki's public declaration of me as "his Kate." But he knew what I was doing, which he eluded to with a knowing smirk, and I dropped his gaze.

I had never seen Thor and Loki together in the same reality together (besides the visions I'd had of them but I didn't really count that) and the feeling was amazing. Both of them radiated power and control. The air was electric with otherworldly static tension. It was like being in the eye of a storm that might tear you up any second. Being in the presence of both Asgardian princes made me feel very much alive

"Where is the Tessaract?" Thor demanded in a serious voice.

Loki snickered, still lying on the ground. "Oh I've missed you too!" His voice was light and playful unlike his brother's.

"Do I look to be in a gaming mood?!" Thor roared, taking a threatening step forward. He was clearly ill-willed about Loki's escapade about the Midgard.

Loki noticed his tone and darkened his own. "You should thank me," he grunted, getting to his feet. "With the Bifrost gone, how much dark magic did the Allfather have to summon to bring you here, your precious Earth."

At the lack of his brother's immediate reply, Loki turned back to me and offered me his hand, pulling me up so that I was standing again as well. But as he opened his mouth to speak to me Thor grabbed him ruffly by the collar and made him look at him.

"I thought you dead," he muttered sadly and frustrated at the same time.

Loki only raised his chin, keeping his voice even. "Did he mourn?"

"We all did..." Thor trailed off, seeing quite clearly that he was not getting through to his brother. "Even Kate. I watched her from the Observatory for months. She lost herself over you. Notice that she's thinner, that's the weight she lost from not eating out of grieving for you. And our father..."

Loki pushed him away, rage flashing in his beautiful blue eyes at Thor's ploy to use me to force guilt upon him. "You father," he spat, before calming just as quickly. "He did tell you my true parentage did he not?"

I raised my eyebrow at this. I had assumed when I met Thor that he had privy to Loki's heritage, but in reality he must not have known, or Loki wouldn't be mentioning it now.

Loki turned and walked down the slight hill of the rocky outcrop we were on, and Thor moved to stand beside me, barely following his brother.

"We were raised together, we played together, we fought TOGETHER! Do you remember none of that?" He asked, growing desperate, struggling to reason with Loki.

The trickster spun around to look up at us and sneered at Thor. "I remember a shadow. Living in the shadow of your greatness. I remember you tossing me into an abyss. I who was, and should, be King!"

"So you take the world I love as recompense for your imagined slights?" Thor asked softly, hurt, making Loki look miffed. "No, the Earth is under my protection, Loki."

Loki began chuckling again. "And you have done... a marvelous job with that. The humans slaughter each other in droves while you sit by and idly fret. I mean to rule them. And why should I not?"

At that I perked up and felt my face twist to betray my rage. He wouldn't dare... Would he? Loki wouldn't take my home as recompense for Asgard? Shit... This changed the plan. I had it worked out that he meant to return to Asgard and raise hell, not stay here. This meant I needed to rethink my strategy, and quickly. I couldn't let him take over as King of Earth. Then I'd have to deal with the whole "Kate be my queen" nonsense. And as much as I loved him, being queen was something I would not consent to.

"Do you think yourself above them?"

"Of course," Loki replied to his brother's question, a twinge confused.

"Then you miss the point of ruling, brother. The throne would suit you ill."

Loki turned angry again, and stalked back up the rise, pushing past Thor and I. "I have seen worlds you never knew existed. I have grown, Odinson," he hissed, "in my exile! I have seen the true power of the Tessaract. And when I'm wielding-"

"Who showed you this power?" Thor shouted, just as alarmed as I was by Loki's wild declarations, as a clap of thunder sounded in the sky. "Who controls who would be King?"

"I AM A KING!"

"NOT HERE! You give up the Tessaract! You give up this pointless dream," Thor turned soft again. "You come home, with Kate and I. She will follow us back to Asgard."

Loki stared evenly at me, head cocked, one eyebrow perched up. "I believe she is too angry with me at the moment to do such a thing."

I didn't respond. If he agreed to leave Earth be and stop causing terror I would probably comply. After all, I was the Lady of Mischief. I belonged at his side.

"Oh and, I don't have it," Loki smiled at Thor.

Thor grabbed his hammer and held it up, ready to strike the dark haired trickster. "What?"

"You need the cube to bring me home but I've sent it off I know not where," he recited in a sing-songy voice, all light and snarky again.

Thor took a deep breath and spoke as calmly as he could. "Listen well, brot-"

But before he could finish he was hit by the man in the metal armor and knocked away from Loki and I, the two of the landing about a hundred and fifty feet away.

"I listening," Loki smirked, shrugging, as he approached me. "This should keep Thor and my "captors" entertained for a while, so let's you and I take the time to talk, Kate."

"There's nothing to say," I replied briskly.

He chuckled, "Oh I believe there's plenty. You're angry at me, that I can tell much as you try to hide it. Care to share why?"

I tapped my foot anxiously, crossing my arms as I watched him move to lean against a rather large boulder. "You were going to kill that man."

"They had to understand that I was in charge," he stated simply.

"You're trying to conquer the Midgard!" I tried again, my voice getting squeaky as my composure slipped.

His blue eyes hardened, "The humans must learn discipline if they are to survive and thrive. They must learn control, like I taught you."

I hissed an unintelligible curse word under my breath. He had no right to compare to a broken, beaten thing that he had tamed!

"Are all Midgardians such infuriating teases, or is it just you?" Loki asked, a wolffish grin peeling across his lips.

I strode purposefully toward him. "Stop," I warned.

He immediately did as I complied and quit his jesting, understanding that he really had upset me. "I am not the monster you may think I am, love. I have a heart, and it belongs to you."

I turned my head away to look somewhere else, hoping he'd take no notice of the flush of red spreading across my face. Why did he have to do this? He made me angry and let my temper flare at times, but then he could wiggle right back into my heart just by saying something like that. Damn silver tongue.

He smiled gently and took my chin in one of his perfect hands, making me look at him. "For all your cold demeanor towards me, your blush tells me how you truly feel."

"Oh, Loki," I whispered, my lip trembling. He had broken my angry, besides, I craved him too much to be angry.

"What is it, pet?" He crooned, running his hand through my curled hair.

I dropped my gaze, and hastily mumbled, "I missed you."

Then, ever so sweetly, he pressed his mouth against mine, the precious contact between us so deliciously welcome. After a few moments, I let Loki gently coax me into parting my lips and his tongue invaded to tangle with my own. I let out a small gasp as I felt his hands trailing up my thighs, slowly hiking up my dress.

As soon as it had began, it ended. Loki took his lips off of mine and instead stared intently into my desperate hazel eyes. "You do not have to miss me anymore, Lady Trickster."

I reached up, and brushed my hand slowly over his cheek. As I was about to pull it back, his own hand shot up and grabbed mine, stopping me, and he leaned into my touch.

"What is this gentle touch... this fleeting, teasing touch? Do not stop," he softly begged. "This is the touch I have longed for."

So I kept cradling his face in my hand as I pulled him down to kiss me again. Though this time, we did not remain standing.

Loki dropped to the ground as gracefully as ever, and dragged me down so that I was straddling his lap. The kiss never broke, the passion never subsided, the fire never died.

I did not understand our purpose of being on the ground until he moved his hips underneath mine, allowing me to feel his prominent erection against my core. Then I knew exactly what he was thinking, and while I desperately wanted it, I felt like this was too extreme of a situation to allow my desire to kick in.

"Loki, we can't, not here," I whispered, slightly horrified at the idea of making love outside with people (including Thor) so nearby.

"Why not?" He inquired curiously, like I was suggesting that we shouldn't breathe or something.

"Its not that I don't want this, I do, its just - these past few months have been so hard on me. Not knowing whether you were dead or alive, not being able to eat or sleep properly - I'm tired, exhausted really. I spent all my energy learning to control my muse to find you. I was broken when you left, in a way I think I still am," I admitted, watching as his gaze grew soft and loving.

He pulled me tightly to him, so that I was pressed against his chest. "I do not care that your body is weak. You have fought so hard, for so long. You are a warrior of Asgardian strength. You are strong enough to me my queen," he moved so that he was whispering into my ear, his lips tickling my skin. "Come. Let me hold you and soothe your pain. You my pet... You are beautiful and do not give up, and neither shall I."

"But Loki -"

He interrupted me, "Let me claim you. Let me lay you bare and awaken who you truly are."

"What if someone sees?" I whimpered, his mouth now kissing down my neck, heading towards my collarbones.

"Is that what you fear, my pet? Being seen? Do not fear that. You are mine. I won't let any of them see you come, that's my pleasure, and I don't share," he growled. "The night hides us; it is our ally. Here, in the moonlight, I shall take you as my own once more. I cannot wait. It has been too long since our last coupling."

I groaned helplessly and Loki continued kissing my throat, understanding that I was letting him ravage me. Next I felt his hand travel up to my panties, now wet, and push them to the side, so that he could slide a long finger inside of me.

"So wet and ready, is this all for me, pet?" He asked, voice smooth and sultry. "Beg me not to stop."

"Loki please," I choked out as I succumbed to the feeling of climbing towards my peak.

"Yes? What do you want, Kate?" He said as he pumped his finger in and out a little faster.

"You... Please," I gasped, placing my hands on his shoulders for support.

He smirked, "Tell me what you want me to do to you, Lady Trickster."

"Please let me come!"

Then his finger disappeared from my walls and he kissed me roughly. "Not yet."

He quickly unlaced his leather pants, pulling his long, hard member out so that it sprang up, free. Then, just as fast, he made my underwear disappear into his hands. He grabbed my by the hips and pulled my down onto his length, sheathing himself inside me.

We both moaned, glad to be where we were both happiest. And Loki began to move. It was a smooth, consistent pace, not to fast or to slow.

"We need to make this fast, Thor won't be occupied with those idiots much longer," he hissed through gritted teeth.

I nodded, and once I was aware of his pace, I moved my hips too, making the contact even more blissful, and my breath more ragged, which only caused Loki to snicker.

"What a lustful little girl you are, meeting my thrusts with your own. You want to shatter don't you, to unravel in my arms? I can feel you getting closer, I can see it too."

I leaned down to lay my forehead on his shoulder, "Loki I'm going to -"

He yanked my head up, slamming into my hips a little harder now, eyes burning with the onset of his own climax. "NO! Look at me," he ordered. "I want to see it when you come undone against me, feel your body clench around me as you look into my eyes and know that you are forever mine!"

"Oh! I - I -" I couldn't finish my words, because I was lost in a wave of intense pleasure.

As soon as I came Loki began biting and sucking at my throat and shoulders, thrusting once more into me before coming too, spilling inside me.

We sat like that for a few moments before he pulled us apart and zipped his pants back up, grinning like a school boy. The both of us stood up and I offered him a small smile.

"Look at all these marks I've left on you, Lady Trickster," Loki said happily, touching one of the many hickeys on my throat, collarbones, and shoulders. "Aren't they lovely? You are mine, and now the whole world can see it."

I just rolled my eyes. "Great, now Thor knows exactly what we were doing," I lamented dryly.

"Like he had any doubt," Loki teased, before becoming serious again as Thor, the metal armored man, and the Captain came up the rise towards us.

Loki and I looked at each other, and just as quickly as we had livened up, we both returned to being silent and blank, relying on our minds for communication.

What happens now? I prodded his consciousness.

He looked at me, face expressionless, and replied with a quirky tone. Now things get interesting.

Thor had obviously joined with SHIELD, seeing as they both had the same goal, to stop Loki. And this made things interesting, just as Loki had said. I believe I could make this roll in my favor though, if I played my cards right.

We were collected and brought back to the ship. For the remainder of the flight to SHIELD's massive floating fortress, neither Loki or I said anything. It was an unspoken agreement. We knew they wanted information. But we wouldn't give it. I also knew that we each had our own agenda. Loki had some reason for wanting be in SHIELD's custody. After all he could take us both away whenever he wanted, but instead he had a very significant reason for wanting to be in this situation, o this I was sure. I just needed to figure it out and adjust my own plans.

I tried to remain impassive, but I lost my composure when the red-head who had piloted the plane brought several guards forward to take Loki away.

"Take him to his cell," she instructed briskly. "The girl is coming with us."

"No!" I panicked, fighting my way towards Loki, who was already being surrounded by guards. "Loki!"

Thor moved to grab me an hold me back but I evaded his grasp and pushed my way to my mischief maker. Upon reaching him I threw myself into his arms, determined to never let go of him.

"Shhh, shhh, it's going to be alright, love," he hushed me, running his hand through my hair. "You're going to be okay."

"I can't leave you, I want to stay with you," I whimpered.

Everybody was silent, watching almost anxiously as Loki considered what I was saying.

Loki motioned his brother over. "You are going to go with Thor. He won't let anything happen to you."

"Loki..." I fought back tears. I did not want to go with Thor. I had just gotten Loki back and I didn't want to lose him again.

"Everything is going to be alright, Lady Trickster, just be strong."

Thor gently grabbed my arm and Loki and I were led away in different directions.

Author's Note: WHEW! That chapter took forever to write to get to exactly where I wanted it to be. I hope you all enjoyed. I will be slow to update until about May 15th. Then school is over and I am free to spend my days riding horses and writing fanfiction. Woohoo! Reviews make me happy so please give me love!

Kisses,

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