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"So Beautiful."
Dea heard a light laugh from behind her and nearly fell over in her haste to turn around.
"The room is to your liking then?"
Loki stood behind her, a light smirk playing on his face.
"Jesus Christ! You gave me a heart attack!"
Loki flashed Dea his tell-tale smirk as he walked away from the bed and into the sitting area.
"Tell me, is the room to your liking?"
"Is the room to my liking? Who cares if the room is to my liking, what am I doing here? What was going on in the throne room? What am I doing here!?"
Loki's calm was unnerving her. She followed him into the sitting room and as Loki leaned against one of the chairs, Dea couldn't help but admire his body. She was so angry with him she'd never touch him again but she had to admit, especially on Asgard, he looked good. He seemed to fit better here than he ever did in her house.
"I do not know how you came to be here, but now that you are it is of the upmost importance that you follow my instruction."
"What do you mean? And how were you able to talk to me like that in my mind? And what was with all that darling talk?"
More questions and no answers did nothing for Dea's nerves.
Loki considered his options for a moment. He didn't intend to tell the girl the truth, there'd be no reason to do that. However, he needed her to act as his love interest if he was going to convince Odin and Frigga. Loki began to speak allowing the lies to intertwine one on top of the other.
"Humans are forbidden in Asgard. I don't know how you came to be here but in doing so you broke the law. Odin would have sentenced you to death for trespassing in Asgard if I hadn't of said what I did."
Loki threw Dea his best look of feigned innocence and helplessness.
"Odin would have killed me?! But I didn't come here on my own; I didn't even choose to come here!"
"Odin can be very temperamental when it comes to protecting his kingdom! He banished his own son just to teach him a lesson!"
"Odin banished you?"
Loki sighed exasperated.
"No, not me you twit, Thor."
"Don't call me a Twit you Icelandic asshole."
It felt good to Dea, to be able to exchange some heated words of her own with Loki. In her kitchen that night he had merely insulted her and left. It felt really good to be able to return some of the cruelty which she to experience at his hands.
For a minute Loki seemed even paler than usual and he seemed to be silently shaking with rage. Dea wondered if the same thing that had protected her on Earth worked here on Asgard because Loki seemed pretty intent on harming her.
The mortal wench must live to procure my escape….
Loki gritted his teeth and spoke slowly.
"I would expect a little more gratitude from someone whose life I just saved."
Dea's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she worked things out.
"How did you save my life? Why did it involve you calling me darling?"
She had a sneaking suspicion before he even explained that she wasn't going to like his answer.
"Odin was going to sentence you to death and I told them that I was the reason for you being here. That I had given you a summoning coin and that you had come here through no volition of your own."
"So then the coin did this?"
"Of course not, you think I would have bestowed upon you the means to travel to Asgard?"
Such a Prick.
"Then how-
"I do not know!" Loki was clearly running low on patience, "I know only that our very lives depend upon you obeying my every command."
"Yeah well then we're in some serious danger because I won't listen to anything you say."
"Listen to me you mewling quim! I shall not be put to death because of a lowly mortal! I lied to my King for you! I told him that I loved you and to kill you would be to kill me! As such he has spared your wretched life for the time being. Yet until such a time as we can figure out how to get you back to Midgard, we must play the part!"
"What are you nuts!?"
Loki sneered at the girl before him. Of course she thought him repulsive. Perhaps she had only granted him access to her bed on Midgard because she was lonely or even fearful. Perhaps that was why she was so grateful when Thor arrived…
Loki turned away from her choosing instead to face the wall.
"I think you're lying."
He has to be lying…he's the God of lies for shit sake.
Clever little mortal…
Dea's sentence was answered with a dark chuckle.
"You think yourself worthy of my lies?" Loki turned back to face her and Dea was overwhelmed with the malice she saw there.
She made no move to answer as Loki continued.
"You think that you are of such great importance that I would waste my words to weave you an untrue tale?"
Loki was walking towards Dea as he spoke and she felt a momentary fear but she knew she mustn't show it. Showing Loki fear was like volunteering to be a target.
She wasn't an idiot she knew deep down that she would have to find some way to check up on Loki's story. The question was how? Maer wouldn't even tell her where Loki's bedroom was, so who could she ask to get details about what happened in the throne room? Frigga and Odin were out…that really only left Thor and Loki.
Dea brushed away her thoughts before Loki could read them and lifted her head to study Loki. She licked dry lips in her nervousness and took a deep breathe.
No time like the present…
"Do you remember what you told me on Midgard?"
Loki gave a slight nod of his head to acknowledge that he did indeed remember his words. He told her she was nothing more than a way to pass the time, he made sure she knew that she meant as little to him as he evidentially meant to her.
"Then why do this? What's one more…dead girl to you?" Dea was floundering for her words because the truth was that Loki had hurt her and she didn't particularly enjoy reliving it.
Loki gritted his teeth and turned away.
"You just told me not even four hours ago how unimportant I am! You told me you didn't care about me and that I was a "dutiful hostess" for fucking you properly."
Dea's voice cracked as she repeated Loki's words to her.
Whether it was her voice cracking or the shock of hearing her refer to their coupling as fucking, Loki's face darkened as Dea spoke.
"That's what you told me." Dea pointed an accusatory finger at Loki, "So you tell me why then you would tell your Father that I'm of any importance. What do you care if he kills me a thousand times over?"
Loki hadn't expected her to still have an attitude after he'd admitted to "saving her life."
She need not know she was never in any real danger…
Still, he couldn't help but pick up on the note of sadness that seemed to twinge her voice when she spoke of their coupling. Just the words leaving her mouth about fucking him properly had made Loki's groin twitch with longing.
Ever the clever Lord of lies, Loki considered his options before answering. In truth Odin had only granted him a temporary reprieve. As a matter of fact Thor was assigned to watch him most of the time, except when he was with Dea. He had his mother to thank for that; the ever hopeful Frigga hoping to heal Loki's lost heart through love.
Foolish sentiment…
Thinking of Thor gave Loki an idea of how to turn Dea's argument against her. Perhaps he would even be able to secure answers to his own questions…
"I suppose this is rather inconvenient for you. Having to pretend to be interested in me when all the while your true goal lies in my brother's bed."
Dea cocked her head back; she hadn't been expecting him to say that of all things.
"What are you talking about?"
Loki sneered and released a bitter chuckle.
"I saw you two in your bedchamber, I didn't hear you voicing any objections to my brother's intrusion against your mouth."
Dea's brows crinkled in confusion as she looked at Loki.
He can't be serious…
"Are you talking about the kiss?"
Dea paused for a second as she stood before Loki. Things in her mind began to connect as she watched him watching her. He was agitated and defensive and his jaw was clenched.
Dea's first reaction was to defend herself, to say she didn't have anything to do with the kiss but then something else occurred to her.
"You saw me kissing Thor and you thought I liked it? That's why you said all those awful things in my kitchen. Why the hell didn't you just ask me about it?"
His jaw clenched as she pieced together his reasoning.
Loki had not observed anything from the girl in the time that he had known her that marked her as especially intelligent. Perhaps she was enjoyable to look at and most certainly enjoyable to rut with, but it was Loki's understanding that all Midgardians were dull, base creatures of low intelligence. He certainly hadn't expected her to piece together his motives that quickly.
He also certainly was not prepared to answer questions about his emotional state and actions related to such states. For once the lie smith's lips lay still. He could have easily thought of another lie but Loki found that something was nettling him. He did not want to lie in this moment. He wanted to know the truth; he wanted to know if the mortal wretch truly favored Thor over himself.
He was disgusted with himself for wanting such a thing and turned his back on Dea, who was still waiting for an answer to her question.
Loki felt the bitter taste of bile sneaking its way into his mouth. How had this happened? How had he ever fallen so low as to be judged…nay condemned by a mortal! A woman no less!
She is as the rest of them…beneath me.
He turned back to her, face hard and eyes heated but still he said nothing.
This is not my life right now…
He was clearly upset. His face was set in hard line and his eyes were icy. There was none of the fire which Dea had so often seen dancing in those depthless orbs. Only malice and hatred…and he was looking right at her.
"Loki."
Dea began to speak but somehow she didn't know exactly what to say to him. Thor's kiss had caught her off guard, it didn't really mean anything to her but where did that leave them? How much did their encounters really mean to her? How much was she really willing to reveal about what they had meant to her.
She looked down searching for the right words…and of course Loki chose that time to open his mouth and ruin everything.
"You needn't comfort me mortal." Loki spat the words at her with no small amount of hatred evident in his tone, "We both used each other and took what we pleased. I would consider you released of any obligation you may feel towards me."
"Stop it!"
Dea didn't mean to raise her voice and if Loki's raised eyebrow was any indication he hadn't expected her too either.
It's now or never…
"I'm sorry, okay? I am sorry that your brother crashed through my front door looking for you and decided that the best take down tactic involved kissing me. I didn't think to push him off of me, I don't think I could have actually pushed him off of me. It lasted for literally three seconds and then you suddenly appeared."
Loki felt some sort of uneasy queasy feeling in his gut. It was something akin to excitement and yet it made his innards dance in and odd jangly way. The idea that she didn't want Thor and that she was still interested in him… it left him with a feeling he could not explain. It also made Loki realize that in that case she was ripe fruit lingering on the vine, waiting to be plucked.
Loki advanced on the girl, a fresh inquiry already leaving his mouth.
"And if I had not? If I'd chosen to stay in my trance for longer, what do you suppose then?"
"What?" Dea's voice betrayed her confusion before her head caught up with her mouth, "What are you saying? That if you hadn't shown up, that I would have slept with Thor?!" Her voice was reaching new octaves in her incredulity.
Loki threw his head back and released a wild bark of mocking laughter.
"This perplexes you so?" Loki advanced on her, the last traces of laughter fading from his face, "you who barred your body to me so shortly after I arrived?"
"I didn't…" Dea tried to defend herself but the words died on her lips as she and Loki locked eyes. His voice dropped to a whisper; she couldn't help the way her heartbeat began to thud against her ribs or the way her blood began to race. Loki was cornering her and all she knew was that she couldn't fall into the pit.
"I suppose it should be some consolation that Thor merely received a sampling of what you had to offer. Tell me Amedea, what crucial element did Thor lack?"
Loki advanced on Dea and she felt herself backing away from him, shaking her head.
"Stop it."
He took another step closer and Dea could literally feel the heat emanating from his body.
"What was it that my foolish oaf of a brother failed to provide? What did he lack that made you refrain from showing him all the wonderful attributes which Midgard has to offer? Hmm?"
Dea could feel tears of frustration pricking at her vision. How did he do this too her? Why did she allow him to do this to her?
"Shut up!"
Dea gasped as the freezing cold wall collided with her fevered skin. She instinctively stepped forward but Loki pressed her back further against the wall. Pinning her with a hand her to abdomen and an icy stare.
Her breathing was erratic and she gulfed down huge pants of air. She was desperately trying to focus on anything other than how incredibly sexy Loki looked up close; she was most certainly trying to ignore the memories which were invoked with his hand pressing against her midsection and she was especially ignoring the overwhelming urge she had to hoist her legs around his waist and undo his pants.
Just ignore all of that, not a problem…
Loki leaned in close to her face and it took every ounce of willpower Dea had not to lean into his waiting mouth. He brought his mouth down to the nook of her neck and he simply inhaled the wonderful fragrance which was Dea. She felt his warm breath puff against her neck and his soft whisper floated into her ear.
"Tell me why Thor was so lucky as to escape your trap."
Dea could feel Loki's hand travelling up from her abdomen. His hand which lay flat against her stomach before had begun to drag travel upwards, clearly going for Dea's chest.
She placed a hand on Loki's forearm in a lame attempt to stop his wondering hand. She was having enough trouble not submitting to him without him actually touching her.
"Please stop."
Her voice was shaking and she could feel that she was waging a losing battle. A single tear drop rolled down her the swell of her cheek. Dueling emotions collided inside of her. She felt anger and resentment over Loki's actions on Earth and his cruel words, even though she knew now it was fake. Still, no matter how mad she was Loki was turning her insides to jelly. It was like two different fractions were controlling her body and mind. One that was Loki and one that was anti-Loki.
It pleased Loki to see her so conflicted. He wanted her to know who it was that caused her such confusion. Not his brother, but he, Loki, was the one she should favor. It was not Thor who made her pulse race, it was not Thor who made her lungs constrict. It was not Thor who would capture the sweet bounty of her body. Loki wanted her to know these things. Wanted her to know she was his and his alone to use as he so pleased.
The tear drop fell to the edge of her cheek and lingered for a moment as if deciding where to go. Before it could make up its mind, Dea felt cool lips touch the side of her face, and felt a cold tongue come out and suck up the small drop of moisture. It reminded Dea of earlier activities between she and Loki. Moments when it had been her job to suck up the stray drops of moisture with her mouth and as she realized the implications of Loki's actions a fresh wave of lust washed over her.
"Was Thor able to do this to you?"
Loki whispered into her ear before dropping a kiss right under her earlobe. He wasn't even touching her yet and she could barely breathe. The flat of his hand was still pressed against her mid-section and her free hand was still gripping his forearm, whether it was to keep his hands from roaming her body or to keep her from collapsing against his she didn't know.
When she didn't answer Loki's inquiry fast enough she felt him bring up his free hand and begin skimming her waistline with it. His hand which had lain forgotten at his side came dancing to her hip.
Dea released a sharp gasp when she felt the edge of her pajama bottoms dip below her hipbone. Loki grasped the meat of her waist between his powerful fingers and squeezed hard. It wasn't actually sexual but there was something about it that was just so…
Loki…
Her hip was merely a pit stop though. Their eyes met and he flashed her the barest of smirks before she felt his hand descend into her pants.
He cupped her sex through the flimsy material of her panties. To her utter embarrassment her hips bucked up into the palm of his hand, searching for more.
Loki obliged her silent pleas by allowing his thumb to gently press against her clit through the cotton panties she wore.
She gasped again but turned her head away from Loki so he couldn't see the pleasure pass over her face. Her body was so sensitized to him that even that had sent a small shiver of pleasure rippling through her.
"Do you wish for me to stop?"
"Please."
Her face was turned away from Loki but she could feel him whispering against her skin. He was lightly rubbing his face against the side of her neck. She could feel his cool breath tickling her shoulder.
"Why didn't you go to bed with Thor?"
That was it. Something inside Dea snapped. Was everything just a game to him?
"God Loki!"
Dea released a strangled sound of frustration before bringing her hands up to Loki's chest. Palms flat against his Aesir armor, Dea pushed Loki with all of the might she could muster. Loki staggered a little ways away from Dea and she didn't kid herself into thinking she had done that. Dea had pushed Loki away because Loki had allowed her to push him away.
Dea searched Loki's face for a millisecond before she began to speak. He looked impassive still but maybe a hair more interested. Certainly curious as to why she was pushing him away.
"I didn't sleep with Thor because…" Dea hesitated only for a second but she knew she had to say it, "I didn't sleep with him because Thor isn't you."
She favors me and yet she rebukes my advances.
For once the lie smith was silent. Secretly he was glad to know, perhaps even more than glad, to know that she did not harbor feelings for Thor. Yet try as he might Loki would not say anything of the like to the mortal before him…
He nodded approvingly before he spoke.
"Good. If we're to succeed in our rouse then I can't have you gallivanting around throwing yourself at my imbecile brother."
Or you can just completely ignore my feelings and the fact that you were about to finger me against a wall, good plan!
Dea was too busy mentally ranting at Loki in her mind to notice he was actually speaking to her.
"Do you know of Heimdall?"
Caught unawares Dea stared at him.
"Who?"
Loki sighed and flashed her that bored look he had grown so accustomed to giving her on Earth.
"Heimdall is the guardian of the Bifrost…or at least he was the guardian of the Bifrost. He is all seeing and watches not only all of Asgard but keeps dutiful watch over the nine realms as well. He is the great watcher of the eternal realm and would prove to be a challenging foe. He is unwavering in his loyalty to Odin and Asgard."
Okay and?
Dea raised her eyebrows and shook her head.
"And how does this relate to me?"
Loki released another long sigh.
"If we are going to attempt this then Heimdall must not be able to see or hear us. Even moments like this when we converse in private, he could be watching, here."
Loki threw Dea the summoning coin he had given her on Earth.
"This will shield you for his unending sight and drape you in darkness."
Dea looked down at the coin in her hand; it felt good to have it back in her possession.
"What about you?"
Loki released a light airy chuckle.
"You needn't worry about such things. I took a potion long ago to conceal my activity within the realms. I have no desire to be spied upon."
Somehow this didn't surprise Dea.
"I still don't know what you want me to do, do you expect me to lie to everyone and pretend that we're what…dating?"
Loki resisted the urge to roll his eyes at her plain terminology.
"Dating is such an archaic term, and belongs only on Midgard. I am courting you… or at least it is meant to look as such."
"Loki, this is insane. Just send me back to Earth."
Loki looked down and away from her and Dea could see his face change suddenly.
Oh Jesus…
"You can't send me back can you?"
"Odin has bound my powers," He sneered the words as he spoke them; "Thor destroyed our only means of transporting between the realms last spring…he was in one of his rages."
Loki turned away from Dea as he spoke.
"There has been no way to enter or leave Asgard as far as Odin knew and he will not rest until he knows how you came to be in Asgard. He believes I brought you here, which," Loki paused to turn and face her, "I did not. He's taken away my magic as a precaution, perhaps he feared I would do away with you and he would lose his only link to an answer."
Dea licked dry lips as her nervousness ate away at her.
"Do you know how I got here?"
Loki let a wry smile grace his face.
"I suspect whatever force kept us from separating on Midgard has followed us here."
Dea's eyebrows crinkled in confusion and she closed her eyes and shook her head.
"Wouldn't the journey here have killed me though? I mean… we're in outer space right now."
"Yes it is quite a conundrum."
Real helpful…
Dea covered her face with her hands and rubbed her tied eyes, trying to dislodge the exhaustion she felt. Loki studied her for a moment, wondering how he had missed her fatigue.
"You should rest. Sleep now for at the very least you shall need your strength for what is to come."
Dea had to resist the urge to whine.
What is to come? Does he have to make it sound like we're on the losing side of a survivor episode? What the hell else could happen!?
"I can't sleep now! I feel like our lives are hanging in the balance of this big colossal lie! And I'm in space! Oh god…"
Dea turned away from Loki and let her shoulders sink. She put her head in her hand and closed her eyes trying to relax. The real truth was that her edginess was only part of the problem. The other part was that Loki had seriously revved her engine up mere minutes ago and her not having an outlet for her frustrations wasn't helping.
Never good at reading the emotions of other people, Loki had spent his life relying heavily upon his gifts. Loki's powers had been bound, meaning any hopes of reading her mind were futile. However, Loki was still a powerful being and he and this girl had shared flesh. As such he could sense certain emotions which she emitted. Loki called on that ability as he stood facing her backside.
He could feel a fair amount of fear coming from the girl, but there was something else there always. A plain type of aggravation, almost bordering on frustration.
A light bulb went off in Loki's mind as he realized that what his mortal was craving hardly had to do with sleeping.
Loki approached his prey.
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Now this was a hard chapter! What a beast! At nearly 5,000 words, but It sets a lot of stuff up for future chapters. Let me know how it sounds-definitely tricky maneuvering around both of their POV's and feelings! R&R!