~ Chapter 13 ~

"Loki! Loki wake up!" someone was shaking her shoulder, drawing her from the comfort of her sleep. Her head hurt from being woken from a deep sleep and while she made an effort in opening her eyes and seeing who was there with her, she couldn't keep them open for more than a few seconds.

However, it was enough for her to see Thor standing over her.

"What?" she asked in a gritty voice, not at all convinced that she was getting up for something important.

"I need to talk to you." he said in a soft voice.

Loki glanced at her alarm clock and saw that it was in the middle in the night. Literally.

"Go away, Thor." she mumbled as she tried to shift over to her other side to escape, but a hand on her arm kept her where she was.

"No, I really need to talk to you."

Groaning from both sleep and pain of being forced to stay awake, Loki just gave in. "Talk." and closed her eyes.

"No. Sit up. I don't want you to fall asleep while I talk." he guided her up and since she had no strength in her body, her head leaned against Thor's as she tried to wake herself up. Rubbing her eyes with one of her hands, she forced her eyes open.

"You better talk fast." she tried to say but it came out sounding muddy and tired.

Thor started to talk but Loki couldn't keep up. She had never been a morning person, and even less so if someone woke her up. Her head couldn't process the same way as when she was fully awake. Even worse, she had a problem of saying no before she realized what she was agreeing on. That's why she couldn't throw Thor out of her room even if she would throw him out of her window to get the job done.

She could hear sentences and words that seemed and sounded familiar but only a small part of them entered her mind and stayed. Something about confusion and not realizing. It just didn't make any sense to her.

"..what I mean to say... is...that is... I-I-I... love...you." his voice trailed off toward the end but those last three words was enough to shock Loki's mind out of it's sleepy state and she sat up straight to see Thor blushing madly and looking uncomfortable and out of his league.

"What?" she whispered in disbelief.

"I-I love.. you." Thor stuttered again before he dared to look Loki in the eyes.

Loki wasn't sure how to handle this. What should she say? What should she do?

Thor leaned forward and kissed her slowly. The spark of desire she kept at bay was ignited like petrol and she wrapped her arms around him. Leaning against him before they fell back on her bed. Her breast pressed against his chest and one of his thighs came up between her legs. The contact made her break the kiss and moan deeply as her body was thrusting and rubbing against his. He started to pull at her linen and threw it aside so that he could go to work on her body.

Pleasure roared through her body as her fingers went into his hair while she let him do whatever he wanted to her. She turned her head and her breath stopped.

With one powerful kick, she caused Thor to stop and sit up on top of her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Get off me, you bitch." she growled seriously.

At first, Thor looked like he didn't understand what she was saying, but then his face broke out into a grin. "Can't fool you can I."

Thor shifted into the duplicate of herself as the shadow which had haunted her leaned forward so that their faces was only a few inches apart.

"I could give you everything you want. You know what you feel inside will never come to pass, so why don't you enjoy the fantasy 'cause it can last for eternity. Pleasure beyond your imagination."

Loki pushed herself up on her elbows. "The only pleasure I want from you is to be left alone." her knee came up again but the shadow almost floated off her and stood at the end of her bed.

"Sooner of later. Sooner or later, my dear."

"Damn you." Loki cursed as she pushed herself off her bed, put on her linen again and went downstairs. Wide awake she would not be able to go back to sleep and her body was buzzing with want. She sat down in the living room and turned on the TV.

Curling up in the corner of the couch, Loki silently sat there in the dark, only illuminated by the light from the TV as the monster stood hidden in the darkness around her.

Waking up in his bed alone was not something he had planned for. But since his mother had come home one day too early he had to send Sif away last night without being able to continue their little time together.

He ignored his boxers and put on a pair of sweat pants instead before heading down to the kitchen.

When he passed the hall he saw the his mom's purse was gone again, a sign she had left before saying goodbye.

Though the floor was cold under his bare feet, it didn't stop him from drinking directly from the milk carton before closing the refrigerator and heading to the living room.

Not expecting anyone in there, he stopped when he saw Loki sitting curled up on the couch. Her feet hanging just over the edge as her shoulder was propped up against the backrest with her head in an awkward angle.

He walked closer and looked at her. Her slim body seemed so fragile and small. His eyes trailed over her the exposed part of her breast where the linen didn't cover her. Unintentionally measuring them he looked down and saw her long shapely legs. Her boxer panties did little to neither warm or hide them. He had slept with plenty of girls to know what they looked like without their clothes, and Loki's state of undress left only the most private to his imagination.

His fingers came into contact with her cold skin and it startled him enough break his train of thoughts.

He blushed when he realized just what he had been thinking about, and the fact that his lower body had found it stimulating enough to remind him once more. He stepped back a few steps before a thought hit him and he went to the closet in the hall to get a blanket which he covered her with, making sure her feet was tucked in as well.

Like she could feel the new heat from the fabric, Loki snuggled into the blanket and sighed.

Thor's heart fluttered and he felt strangely content over this little action.

Leaving her to continue sleeping, he went up to his room and got his cell phone.

He flipped through his contact list until he reached the number he wanted.

Thor walked over to the window as he waited for the other end to answer.

"Hello, Jane? It's good to hear you. Listen, can you come over? After work? Okay. I'll see you then."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, a door opened and let out a young man.

TBC