When Loki woke up the next morning he had a smile on his face, the sun just barely poking above the horizon. He tightened his hold on the woman lying next to him and planted a kiss to the top of her head; he was comfortable and didn't want to move. He just laid there relaxing, waiting for her to wake up.
Sophie woke up long before she opened her eyes. Happy just to lay still and be held. After a bit, she opened her eyes to see Loki already awake. "Morning." She said quietly and wiggled her feet. "I should thank you for not letting me sleep in the boots I guess."
"I know how uncomfortable it is to sleep in leather boots, especially soaking wet and caked in frozen mud. Would not wish that on anyone." Loki rolled and wrapped both arms around her, snuggling her against him like a big teddy bear. "Do we truly have to get up?"
"We don't HAVE to, but if we don't I can't make you stuffed French toast with bananas and pecans." She let herself be held and loved it. "And if I never get up, I probably won't believe that yesterday wasn't some really weird dream."
"Well when you put it that way…" He wrapped his legs around hers and rested his cold toes on the back of her legs.
"Oh jeeze! You're cold." She yelped. "What did you do that for?"
Loki laughed and released his hold on her. "Better than a pinch to say you are not dreaming darling."
Sophie wiped the sleep out of her eyes and shook her head at him. "I am awake now, thank you very much." She said sarcastically. "I always sleep better with you though. Maybe you just exhaust me."
"We exhaust one another love." He yawned and propped his head up on his hand while looking at her. "I must admit that I sleep quite soundly with you as well."
"You once told me that you hardly ever needed to sleep." She smiled at him and slid out of bed to find some clothes.
"That was also before you found your way into my arms and we became intimate, now I am thoroughly exhausted most nights." Loki gave her a saucy smile.
She wiggled a skirt up over her hips and gave Loki a disbelieving look. "Really? You fought the Avengers and the NYPD and the National Guard, all at the same time while trying to control the Chitauri Army and I wear you out? White or black T shirt to go with the print skirt?" She stuck two shirts out.
"The white one." He stretched, arching like a satisfied cat. "I also slept for four days straight after that and in my defense I barely fought, you on the other hand are very physically demanding."
Pulling the black T shirt over her head with a grin and a wink, she replied. "I'm sorry about that. We can always stop in you can't handle it. I don't want to be accused of being what does you in."
"I am not complaining, even if you will be the death of me." He grinned right back at her.
Sophie leaned over the bed to kiss Loki. "Would you like to help me or does his exhausted majesty need breakfast in bed?"
He reached up to cup the back of her head and deepen the kiss. "I shall help you… Back into bed." Loki then pulled her down on top of him.
Sophie groaned into the kiss and held his face in her hands, fingertips brushing into his wild hair. "In bed huh? Is that what you like so much about me? You can be helpful in bed?"
"I like many things about you darling, one of my favorites are your lips. Sweet as sin but much more enjoyable." His teeth caught her bottom lip and nibbled at it.
She ran her fingers back along his scalp and settled comfortably along Loki's body.
"Mmmm getting cozy again are we." He stated against her lips. "If you wish to leave this bed again anytime soon we will need to stop darling."
"You started it." Sophie murmured back.
"Yes and I would love to finish it." Sophie's stomach growled. "Seems your stomach has other ideas." His chimed in right after. "And so does mine love." Loki laughed.
Sophie slid her nose along Loki's, scrunching up her face and rubbing the tips together, before hopping up and heading to the kitchen to start the coffee pot and tea kettle.
Nose twitching, he grinned and watched her go. Loki conjured a pair of dark jeans, deciding to embrace Earthly garb a bit more, then padded barefoot into the kitchen. Immediately he went to get the mugs and tea bags out of the cabinet. "What would you like me to do darling?"
She was piling ingredients on the counter. "Well, I was going to ask you to slice the bananas, but in a sexy way…but there's no real sexy way. So bananas? 2 should be enough."
Loki grinned at her amused but peeled and sliced the bananas. When he was done, he grabbed one of the slices and held it in front of her. "Would you like a nibble of my banana?"
She stopped whisking the eggs and squinted at it. "Kinda stubby isn't it?" Before she snapped it out of his fingers with her teeth.
He chuckled. "You were not complaining last night."
"I'm polite like that. You're welcome." She kept smiling as she was frying the French toast.
"You wound me, darling." Loki moved to get plates and utensils ready then poured water for his tea and made her coffee.
Stepping away from the stove to wrap her arms around him, she said gently. "I am so sorry for wounding you, dear. Should I kiss it and make it better? Where is your ego located, for future reference?"
His tongue poked from between his teeth while he laughed. "I am always… Up for kissing to make it better love." Loki spun in her arms and used a finger to tilt her chin up. "I do not have an ego."
Sophie bit back a laugh. "OK. I'll play this game. What do you have then, that acts just like an ego?"
He tried to look innocent. "Nothing, I have no ego nor anything resembling the like."
"Un huh." She nodded. "And you just accidentally made those pants fit like that. OK."
Loki shrugged. "Is one not allowed to appreciate well fitted clothing?"
"Oh, one definitely is." Sophie obviously leered up and down his form and tipped her head so that she could see his bottom in his snug jeans. Then she laughed and turned to flip the bread in that pan on the stove.
"Good." He slid up behind her and used both hands to grab her behind. "This skirt makes your ass look lovely darling."
"Then it's doing its job. Thank you." She sliced open the thick bread while it was still in the pan and filled the openings with bananas and pecans and chocolate spread, let it warm up a moment, and then plated the gooey heaps.
He leaned in to inhale her hair. "Smells delicious, food smells good also."
Sophie turned her head and let her lips brush across Loki's prominent cheek bone. "You don't have to be so flattering. You've got what you want already, right? But it's OK. I like it." She handed him a fork and shook her own sternly at him. "Now, this is fabulous, so don't tell me it tastes like Flapsnozzle snot or something, OK?"
Loki laughed and took his plate and sat down laughing. "Yes darling." After his first bite he actually moaned. "By the Nine… This might almost be better than sex love." He took another bite and moaned again, he practically inhaled his meal.
"Wow," Sophie arched a brow then laughed at Loki. "Since you enjoyed that so much, it might soften the blow of the fact that you get to do the dishes now."
"Darling, I will gladly do them if you make this again." He stood and went to the sink, quickly washing his dishes then going to Sophie and kissing her cheek. "Thank you for the food, I am going to go shower. Leave your plate in the sink and I will wash it when I come back out."
"You're a mermaid! You have to be!" Sophie called out after him. She went to the kitchen and refilled her coffee and put the plate in the sink before going to the living room and sitting down to open her laptop. She saw that she had a message from Todd that was a few days old. It said simply," Hate me? Please don't." She thought for a moment about how betrayed she had felt, but still replied, "Not hate. But we will talk Mr. Bond." Then she moved on to check her bank account. She had set up some online payments and since she had always avoided paper trails in the past, she wasn't entirely trusting that the money was going to the right places at the right times. At first glance the numbers looked wrong and she was irritated that she was right about not trusting this system. Then she pulled up an itemized statement. A HUGE deposit had been made to her account. Much more than could be accounted for with what S.H.I.E.L.D. had agreed to pay her for her time. It was exactly, to the penny, the amount needed to buy her apartment from the co-op and own it free and clear. There was no sign of who deposited the money attached to the transaction, but a note was there that said everything. "For taking one for the team." Sophie's stomach lurched and it felt like the floor had fallen out beneath her. She screamed murderously and flung her cup at the fireplace, sending shards of ceramic and coffee flying.
Loki had just gotten out of the shower when he heard Sophie scream, without thinking he conjured his clothes to himself, not realizing that he had put on his battle gear. He ran into the living room to see her standing in the middle of the room, panting and shards of coffee mug strewn about the floor. "What the bloody Hel is going on?"
Sophie screamed again wordlessly and waved at the computer, while turning to face Loki. When she saw Loki running toward her in full armor, the scream ran from anger to fear. She stumbled back into the couch and fell into sitting down again in front of the laptop. She stared at it, stopped screaming and started rapidly entering passwords and typing messages.
Tears started to run down her face and she mumbled to herself, "I've got to do it while I am brave enough to take it" When she finished, she looked up at Loki crying and yelled, "He ruined everything! And I just let him!"
He skidded to a halt when she started to scream in terror at him, it morphed to curiosity while she was mumbling. He staggered back again after the mumbling turned to a scream directed at him. "Sophie… What are you on about?" Loki took a cautious few steps toward her. "Take what and who ruined what?"
"Fury!" Her fist pounded down on the glass top of the coffee table hard enough that a small fracture crawled along it's underside. "I'm going to stab him through the only eye he has left before I set him on fire! No, wait! Im going to set him on fire FIRST so that the last thing he ever sees is me tossing the match! He… he…" Her voice tapered off a bit and breathing heavily she hung her head and looked up at Loki, so imposing in the leather and armor. She peered at him through streaming eyes. "It was just sooo much money. I had to. I need my apartment. I just transferred the money. I own it now. Shit! I did that." She pointed to the relevant lines on her bank account.
Loki approached her warily and bent to read what she was talking about. Sophie was in fact the owner of her other apartment because… She took one for the team? His brows furrowed as he spoke to her. "What does this mean, took one for the team?"
"It means, Fury wanted you quiet and well behaved, but whatever means necessary. He more than suggested that if I was up for being the "means necessary, they would be happy with that. It means that I did it and they think I fuck you so no one else on the team has to! Good Job girl! Have a fucking tip!" She spat out, angry at the world at that moment. Didn't he get it?
Loki stared at her confused for a moment before it suddenly clicked. "They paid you…Because we…" His face went blank and he started to pace. "That is why that prostitute showed up that morning is it not? They thought it would turn me into a pet, someone to keep in case of need." He laughed humorlessly. "That does sound awfully familiar." Loki's face turned into a sneer." Is that how it will be now, they pay you to fuck me. Well, it seems you are owed some back pay. No wonder the archer is more amicable toward us, you are on the job right, so no one else has to be?" Walking over to the island in the kitchen he sat. "I should have seen this coming, it really does not surprise me."
"WHAT!?" Sophie yelled as she got up and crossed to the kitchen. "I TURNED HIM DOWN! I told him he'd have to find someone else for that because I wasn't going to take one for the team! This… us… has nothing to do with S.H.I.E.L.D. Dammit! Sure seems to want this to have to do with S.H.I.E.L.D. Or he just thinks it's hysterical to make me look like whore!" She picked up a plate from the sink and smashed it on the couter for emphasis.
"Well, since we seem to be on a smashing rampage." Loki got up and grabbed the other plate in the sink and smashed it against the wall. "That is quite relaxing isn't it?" He walked around the island and stalked toward her. "Now, I can obviously see you are upset and as you can tell I am not in the best frame of mind because I have just learned that Fury is more like Odin than I care to admit, but this is no reason to scream like a banshee, unless you want to prove them right." Loki stated calmly, but was quite ready to erupt at any second.
"I already proved them right though, didn't I? I took that money and didn't throw it back at their feet, didn't I? Shit!" As Sophie spoke she paced back and forth, kicking the broken ceramic away with the side of her foot
"If you had proved them right then they would continue to pay you!" Loki was surprised by his own yell. "You taking that money is a bonus it seems, you already threw a lovely fuck you in their faces when you scratched out that rune and still put up with me. If what that money stands for is too much for you then we will stop doing what it was compensation for, then you can live guilt free until they decide to shit on both of us again!" He was on a roll so he kept yelling. "I am not forcing you to do anything Sophie, just say the word and it stops!" Loki grabbed the other mug from the sink and threw it at the wall. By the Nine it feels amazing to throw things again!
Sophie grabbed a glass from the dish rack and threw it, so that it whizzed past Loki's ear. "You," she seethed, "seem awfully quick to accept the idea that I, am not only a whore, but that my emotions can be bought too! You STILL think I'm one of them, even though you told me to say no to them."
His face washed of all emotion, jaw clenching while he prowled slowly to her, backing Sophie into the wall. "Is that what you think? That I believe you to be a whore? No more than a puppet on the strings cast by S.H.I.E.L.D.? I told you to do what you think to be best, do you want to work for them? Do you not think that if your emotions could be bought that I would be standing here, concerned about you? What do you want me to think Sophie? Sometimes the fact that you do not want to be here still slaps me in the face, the fact that your brothers death is still on my hands still haunts me." Loki planted his hands on either side of her head. "What do you want, give me a straight answer, right now. What do you want?"
Her eyes shifted between the arms that caged her in and the blazing green eyes that bored through her head the same way they had done, the first time she had seen him in Fury's office, what seemed like a year ago. She was tempted to give in and avert her gaze for a second, but her eyes flashed back at him. " Everything! I want everything! I want my apartment! I want you not to be the man that killed David! I want to be safe! I want to not feel like a whore right now! I want you!"
"With me you can only have one of those things, without me you get all but one." Loki backed away from her holding his hands in front of him for but a second then dropping them to his side. "Which of those things is most important to you." He shook his head. "You are not a whore Sophie, never were, but I will always be the man that is responsible for your brothers death and as of a short time ago, you do in fact, own your apartment. That just leaves safety and me, think about what you want more before you answer. If you want my advice on what to choose… I would choose to be safe, because some things cannot be changed, now if you will excuse me I will clean up this mess." He looked around the room at the damage they caused. "Maybe you should go get cleaned up."
"I'll go clean up after you explain to me how this turned into being about you! You don't get to decide that I am done being upset because you feel like you might get your feelings hurt! No! This is about what Nick Fury is doing to me. If there is another fight you want to have, take a number, I have a line right now!" Sophie followed Loki yelling.
Loki stopped dead and wheeled around on her. "It is not about me Sophie! Nick Fury is a bastard on par with Odin and I would like nothing more than to plant my dagger in his chest for what he has done to you! Do you not understand that!?" He got right in her face yelling. "Right this minute I do not care for my feelings, I care about yours!"
He grabbed her arm and dragged her over to the window, pointing to a building in the distance. "Do you see that building? That is the one blocking your view of the home you shared with the brother I killed, the home you now own because Fury is a sick bastard and paid you to sleep with me, look at it Sophie." Loki pressed her to the window, caging her there by standing behind her. "You have every right to be upset, angry and want vengeance. As much as you want to blame Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D. for everything that has happened to you, they are not at as much fault as I am!" He hissed out against her ear then settled his tone to a whisper. "Everything you are blaming them for is because of me, I brought war to your realm, I killed your brother, I am responsible for that abomination they deposited into your account!" He was seething again. "And now I am responsible for you not being safe because I was tortured into submission by a Titan that wants to rule the cosmos using the larger form of what you hold so dear." Loki brought the hand that had her ring to rest on the window in front of them. "Your life was ruined because of me and I cannot fathom how you can even stand to look at me, let alone let me share your bed! That is why I suggest you choose S.H.I.E.L.D. and forget you ever met me, get a life back you can be happy with and let me live with the memory of the woman I love more than life itself, let it tear me to pieces! It is nothing less than I deserve."
"I see you've read the copy of 'Wuthering Heights' you borrowed. Look out the window and tell me what you see, Heathcliff? No moors. No moors, no brooding!" Sophie shot out nastily, facing out the window so that he didn't see her tears. How did she want so much to take him in her arms and console HIM for what he just said?
She slapped the glass with the hand that Loki was not holding. "NO!" She yelled and spun in his arms, landing a punch on the side of his neck. "No!" she yelled again as she pulled her other hand free to pound uselessly against his chest as a fist. "No, that's not the way it is!"
Loki caught her wrists and held them firmly while she thrashed. "Is that what you think this is? Brooding?" He yelled and pressed her back into the window with an audible thump. "Do you want to be called a whore, do you? Do you want to be treated like the trash you claim to be, is that it? What do you want from me, what good will this do you? TELL ME!" He bellowed right in her face.
"You tell me!" She bellowed right back leaning toward him. "You paint a pretty nasty picture of yourself there and seem to be much better at it than I am!"
"I have finally owned up to the fact I am a despicable creature, completely responsible for everything that has happened to you and everyone else!" Loki snarled so close to her face his lips almost touched hers, eyes blazing holes straight into Sophie's. "I want you to be happy! That's it. I want you to want me and not regret anything!"
Sophie roared in frustration and struggled in Loki's firm grip. "Once again," she snarled through clenched teeth. Sophie's breath was heavy and shook her flushed face and beaded forehead." I NEVER told you that I didn't want you, in any meaning of the phrase! I don't know whose voice you hear saying that but it ISN"T MINE!"
"The way you are acting makes it seem that you do Sophie! If you were a whore, then looking at that device would not have made you as mad as it did!" Loki clenched his jaw and stared at her then suddenly leaned in and crashed his lips to hers, no finesse, just lips and teeth and tongue.
"The nerve of him!" Sophie screamed inside of her head then she met him, continuing the fight, lips crushing against teeth and teeth biting at lips and tongue.
He pulled back and whispered against her lips. "There is nothing wrong with you Sophie, you are not a whore. You are perfect and every day I am humbled that you even consider looking at me." Loki kissed her again, more gently this time.
The tears ran freely down Sophie's face, catching on their lips. "I'm still really mad." she grumbled with a closed jaw.
"Understandably so, you have every right to be." Loki released her arms and brought his hands to her face, wiping the tears away.
Sophie looked up at Loki's pale face through her wet eyelashes. "Magnesium." She whispered.
He furrowed his brow and twisted his face up in confusion. "What?"
"Magnesium should get hot enough to ignite that coat of Fury's." she said matter of factly.
Loki barked out a laugh and his lips twitched at the corners in a faint smile. "Why burn it when I could simply turn it neon purple… Along with his eyepatch."
"I'll burn it because he will be inside it. That simple. Besides, I hear he likes neon purple." She paused. "I could tie your brother's girlfriend up to a stake next to his. Maybe she would read her research papers out loud to him, he could be bored to death before he burned."
"As amusing as that may be, it would bore Thor to death just make him read a book. He would be gone before the end of the first chapter."
"Fury goes first. I'll figure out Thor later." Sophie poked a finger at Loki's chest plate. "You had better keep track of that key. It suddenly became much more valuable. I paid for it with my dignity there."
He chuckled. "Yes dearest."
"I didn't say anything funny,: She mumbled and dropped her head.
Loki lifted her head with a finger. "The fact you poked me, amusing, the punch to the neck, no so much."
Sophie didn't look up, even with her face tipped she gazed at the pleated leather chasing down Loki's torso. "I shouldn't have hit you for that."
He shrugged. "Does not matter, you were upset and I was closest. Other than that window and I am positive you would not have been able to break it." Loki leaned against said glass. "I do have a question, did I point at the right building?"
"Yes. Maybe you paid more attention than you intended to," she half-heartedly sniped at him.
"I pay attention to everything you do, well… Almost everything it seems."
Sophie cocked an eyebrow at Loki. "And would I be half as interesting if you had something else to pay attention to? You have an excuse to be interesting. You're Loki."
"Yes I am Loki, and you are Sophie. So glad we cleared the identity issue". He cocked a brow right back. "You are interesting also Sophie, even if I do wonder about your mental capacity for being with me. It is mind boggling."
"I'm the smart one. You're the pretty one. Wonder away and boggle yourself." She ran a finger up the lapel of his jacket. "This is… pretty imposing."
"I beg to differ, I am the smart one and you are the beautiful one." Loki looked down at her finger then back to her eyes, his gaze heating. "It does its job then, when I heard you scream I did not think of putting on normal clothes, this was the first thing that came to mind."
"At least clothes came to mind," she smirked, and then got serious again. "But you can't do this, if someone was here, how would we explain this?" Her hand trailed along the gold armor.
"Then it is a good thing no one was here." Loki grabbed her hand and brought it to his face, kissing the wrist. "I would have figured something out."
Sophie lifted her hand up to cup Loki's cheek "If I can be at peace with this, then," she dropped her hand to spread across his pauldron and took a deep breath, "then I can try to forgive this." She pushed him away gently and looked the armor up and down." I've seen this in my head a lot, but right now you're just you and it's different than I though it would be." She touched the gold curve across his upper chest. "It fits you."
He turned her and pressed gently to the glass one again. "Sophie, I am no different than I was this morning or the day before that, I have changed since the time of your dreams and the time of my youth. We all change, sometimes for the good, sometimes for the worse. I would like to think my current change is for the better." He leaned in to kiss her again. "Thank you."
Sophie met him halfway, relaxing into the quiet heat of his kiss. "There's nothing to thank me for, Loki." she whispered quietly.
"There is plenty to thank you for." Loki murmured against her lips and pressed the full length of his body to hers.
Sophie wrapped her arms around him, her fingers, so used to his skin, tucked curiously into leather and cloth and tugged at straps. "So…this is confusing." She murmered back.
Loki laughed at her confusion. "Thank goodness for magic then, I have forgotten how to manually remove it myself." He smiled at her and leaned in to capture her lips once again but a knock at the door stopped him. He looked her in the eye in a panic, as quickly as he could he shifted his leather back to the dark jeans from before and a loosely buttoned black shirt and backed away from her. "Do you want to get that or should I?"
"I'll get it if you can do something about the wall before I get to the door." Sophie whispered, staring at the hole in the drywall and the popped out trim around the entrance.
His head whipped around to the hole in the wall, with a flick of his wrist the hole was repaired and the debris from broken dinnerware was gone. "That should do it."
Sophie pushed her hair back out of her face and opened the door to an irritated looking Agent Barton. He didn't even wait for her to say hello before he pushed the door fully open and scanned the room before he came in. "Well hello to you too." She snapped. Barton exhaled heavily and turned to her. "Babe, It's part of the whole deal. He is actually a prisoner. We kind of need to know if he is even still here. You might not be worried that he's gonna snap and kill you, cause that's what he does, but we DO. You gotta leave the monitors on some of the time or I'll make sure they are on all of the time. Do you get me?" Sophie gave him a grim grin that didn't touch her eyes. "Dammit Clint. I swear I'll turn them back on just as soon as he has escaped and I am dead. OK?"
Loki snorted from his spot near the windows. "Do not worry Agent Barton; I will make sure to check in before I go in a murderous rampage… Does 7 p.m. work for you?"
Sophie laughed. "That doesn't work for me. We were going to plan how to take over the world then, remember? See Clint, there's all kinds of horrible things going on in here.
Loki smiled. "Ah yes that's right, perhaps 10 would be better?" He arched a brow at the glowering Agent. "A maniacal God needs to have sustenance before taking over the world, maybe tomorrow morning for the rampage… No no that will not work either, oh well I will have to check my calendar. I know I have a puppy kicking session scheduled for next week sometime…" He trailed off and brought a hand up to his mouth to tap a finger against his lips then shrugged. "Not sure, I will get back to you Agent."
Sophie put her arm around Barton and led him back to the door. "I'll do better and check in. Promise. And tomorrow, I'll make lunch and I want to hear all about the waitress. OK? But right now, I have to get ready for a meeting about global overthrow and plan S.H.I.E.L.D.'s demise." She gave him a playful shove out the door. "You'll see me before I see you, I'm sure."
"That sounds rather kinky darling!" Loki called out to them before Sophie closed the door on Agent Barton.
Sophie gave Loki a wide eyed look. "Oh my God. Mouthy much?"
Loki laughed and held his hands up in surrender. "Could not seem to help myself, it just… Slipped." He tried to look innocent.
"If I get in trouble, they give me insultingly large amounts of money. If you get in trouble, you get shot." She gestured at him with a pointing finger as she crossed back to sit on the sofa.
"Point taken." He stood by the window staring out at the skyline, after a time he turned in her general direction, arms clasped behind his back. "Sophie… Do you trust me?"
"Yes. The monitors are off, aren't they?" She fluttered her hand around. "I told you about THIS. I trust you."
"No I mean implicitly, without fail. Do you trust me not to hurt you no matter what you see?"
"What's wrong? I trust you. Shouldn't I?" Sophie became a bit worried by the question.
"I… Would like to try something that requires your complete and utter trust… And a safe word." He turned to her fully and waited.
A butterfly fluttered in her stomach as Sophie looked Loki in the eyes and nodded. "You have it."
Loki released a sigh he didn't know he was holding back. "Good, now a word."
"You pick." Sophie leaned with her chin on her hands watching Loki as he looked incredibly serious about something.
"Lammytoes." He said with finality. "Completely insane and sure to grab my attention. Now away and close your eyes."
"Lammytoes?" She laughed and closed her eyes. "You are what's completely insane."
"So I have been told." He smiled even though she couldn't see it. Loki's smile faded once she was facing away and shifted his clothing back to his leather armor from when he attacked the city, horned helmet and all. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves; this would either bring them closer or drive her away again. "If at any time you feel uncomfortable or need to stop, use that word alright?" He saw her nod. "Turn around and open your eyes."
Turing her head back and opening her eyes Sophie sucked in a deep breath and her heart hammered briefly in her chest. "I see." She said quietly. "I'm not sure I understand though."
"Do not speak mortal and come closer." Loki tilted his head up so he was looking down his nose at her, like the arrogant fallen prince he was.
Sophie's eyes flew open. She slowly rose and hesitantly approached Loki, while she fought with herself to keep from panicking.
He fought within himself, he could see the terror starting to seem into her eyes but this had to be done. "Good pet." Once she stopped in front of him he slowly circled her. He conjured a replica of his staff and held it in front of him and slowly ran the blunted tip up the front of her shirt. "Remove this." The tip caught on one of the buttons and popped it off.
Her mouth went dry as she pulled the black Henley off over her head. This was much more serious than the night before. She stared at him as she tossed her shirt onto a chair. That helmet made it much more serious. He looked so cold. It seemed that he had only a passing resemblance to himself as she knew him.
Loki lowered the staff to the edge of her skirt and slowly lifted the hem. "This next."
Sophie's hands shook a bit as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband and pushed the skirt down until it fell to her feet. She stepped out of it and put it on the chair next to the shirt. 'This shouldn't bother me.' She thought. 'It's Loki.' Sophie looked up at him again, peering down at her from underneath the golden helmet. 'No, it's LOKI.' She swallowed hard.
He used the tip of the scepter to gently tip her head up to look at him in the eye. "Do not fear me pet." Loki rand the dulled edge down her neck and between her breasts, pausing at her navel to circle it teasingly, then further down still. Past her center all the way to her ankle and back up her body again. He could feel himself start to harden and bumps form on her skin. The staff ran down her arm to her hand, where he used the curved end of it to hook her wrist and drag it toward him. Once within reach, Loki grabbed her wrist and entwined his fingers with hers and brought them to his lips, kissing the knuckles.
'Pet?' Sophie was going to become indignant at the word until Loki began to draw his very real feeling scepter down her body. The cold edge of the scepter left goosebumps as he trailed it along her . She tried not to let her breath catch as he drew it along her stomach. As startled as she was when he drew her hand to himself, she completely relaxed when he kissed her knuckles. There was her Loki. Smiling, she exhaled his name. "Oh, Loki."
He grinned. "Hello darling." Loki quickly dropped his grin. "No speaking unless told to, understand?"
She bit her lip against another smile and nodded at him.
Loki released her hand and replaced it with the scepter, lowering back to her side. The tip traveled her arm once again to the other side where he hooked it on her wrist, this time bringing it up to rest on his leather clad chest. "Touch me."
Sophie ran her hand across his chest, tracing the seams of heavy leather and soft fabric. She brought her other hand up and stared at her own fingers as they ran along gold plates and black straps. Hesitantly, she brought two finger up to run along the lower edge of Loki's helmet's faceguard.
He lowered and tipped his head so she could reach it easier, things were going better than he expected.
She noticed his head lower to within her reach. Her hand rose toward the horns, this seemed to be what he wanted from her. But as she almost touched one, it felt like every nightmare, every piece of news footage of him tearing through the city ran through her head. She squeezed her eyes closed against it and laid her palms flat against his chest.
He felt her tense and her hands rest on his chest. "Touch it." His tone left no room for argument. "Touch it or use your word, do not cower."
She opened her eyes to look into Loki's, but couldn't find an answer to why she had to do this. She only saw demand. She lifted a hand and rested it on the underside of the curve of the cold metal. It felt so heavy and real against her skin.
"Very good, it is time you finally face what truly terrifies you." While her hands were exploring his helmet, his own found their way to her waist. Caressing the exposed flesh with gentle strokes, moving up and down her back as well as her stomach and chest.
As Sophie let her finger run across the chasings on the helmet the images of Loki during the attack would not leave her head. 'No,' she told herself. 'That's not Loki. Not really.' Then she felt his hands already familiar on her skin. 'This is Loki.' Her breath caught as he caressed her breast.
Loki pulled her closer, his body aligning with hers. He dipped his head to her neck where he left feather light kisses, his hands dipped lower on her body.
She closed her eyes and relaxed into his touch, sighing.
Loki felt her relax and started to feel bad about what he was about to do. He stepped away from her suddenly, hands dropping to his side and straightening to his full height. "Kneel before your God."
Loki was suddenly gone and a voice boomed at her. He was a nightmare again. She was suddenly very aware of how naked she was. Her arms drew protectively around herself and she just stared at the man in front of her.
His eyes narrowed at her. "Kneel. Kneel and remove your arms… NOW!" Loki's voice raised a few decibels.
Sophie jumped at his shout and her arms dropped to her sides. She took a step back from him and slowly went down on her knees, staring at his helmet the whole time.
Loki was mentally kicking himself but still stepped forward to her again, looking down at her from his towering position. Slowly he brought his hand forward, caressing her cheek.
On the one hand, she had heard Loki's voice sound this fearsome downstairs, when he had attacked Mike, but had never thought to hear it directed toward her. On the other, his hand on her cheek was familiar and comforting. Sophie tore her eyes off of the helmet and searched Loki's face while her heart beat against her ribs.
Seeing her like this was strangely erotic for Loki. While his hand continued to caress her cheek, his other hand found its way to her hair. He wrapped the silky strands around his fingers and tugged back, forcing her to crane her neck into an almost uncomfortable position. "Are you frightened darling?"
In the back of her head a voice screamed 'Yes!', but she tightened her jaw and said much more quietly than she intended, "No. Should I be?"
"Never, never should you be frightened of me. I can still see a part of you is terrified, that part of you still only sees the person that murdered dozens of your people, that I am separate from that person. What we do now…" His voice trailed off as the hand on her face moved to wrap around her exposed throat, just enough for the message to get across. "Is for you to finally see that we are one in the same."
Sophie gasped when his fingers closed on her throat. What was he talking about? She wanted to ask him, of course he was the same person, well maybe not really all the same, right? Her hand twitched toward the one at her throat.
"Do not move." Loki commanded when he saw her hand twitch. He crouched down in front of her and ghosted his lips over hers.
Her hand dropped back to her side without thought or hesitation. 'Dozens?' she said to herself, 'The news said over 80 before the attack. Then his lips were teasing hers and she wanted more.
He went fully to his knees, lips still teasing along hers. His hand left her throat to travel to her breasts, palming one firmly. "The same hand that brings you pleasure stabbed a man in the chest, how does that make you feel darling?"
"Rather ill." Her voice quietly wavered, yet her nipple hardened almost painfully under his hand.
"Ill, and yet it is still making you feel pleasure yes?" Loki's lips moved to her neck while his hand went further south, he slipped his hand in her panties and cupped her center. "These lips that make you moan and say they love you also commanded the Chitauri to attack your city; do they feel different knowing this?"
She held back a whimper as he kissed her neck, but could not restrain the shiver than ran through her as Loki's hand rested between her thighs. Her eyes closed as she whispered with reservation, "No. No different."
He slid a finger inside her, feeling the heat she was radiating made his member twitch completely to life. "The man with a finger in your cunt is also the demon that haunts your dreams, does that matter?"
She moaned when he breached her. Her body didn't seem to care about her confusion and rocked against Loki's hand. With wide wet eyes Sophie looked at Loki desperately. "Why?" She asked him. "Why would you ask that?"
"Because Sophie…" Loki pumped his finger before adding another. "If you cannot accept that we are the same demon …" He pumped his fingers again, lips leaving her neck to capture hers again briefly. "Then you will never be able to truly accept me as the same man."
Loki's fingers made her whine against his lips. She didn't want to listen to him anymore. There were reasons and excuses to explain the things Loki had done. She didn't want to hear any more than that. Sophie leaned forward to kiss him again, to divert him, to occupy his mouth. She held his arms to pull him closer.
Loki deepened the kiss for but a moment before pulling away and removed his hand from her, instead staring straight into her eyes. "We will not continue until you can figure out exactly what you want. You want the man but not the monster and yet we are one in the same. You must want us both or you get neither of us."
Sophie fell back and sat on her heels like he had struck her. She stared at the floor, hoping that he didn't see how close to tears she was. She did want him. How many times was he going to make her say it? She desperately wanted the beautiful, charming, adoring, sensitive Prince that made her feel protected and set her body on fire. Why would throw the horrible things in her face, when she was trying so hard to bury and ignore that part of him? Suddenly she got it and began to cry in earnest. "Oh no! I never meant to…" She gasped. "All of you, not just part." Her hands reached out to him.
Loki fought not to just scoop her up and dry her tears, to assure her that he was going to stay no matter what but she had to be able to put the part of him that cared about her and the murderer in the same body and stop pretending they were different people. When she started to sob then gasp he feared the worst but then she reached for him. Loki readily grasped her hands and pulled her to her feet. "Yes darling?"
Sophie unsuccessfully attempted to control her voice, but it quavered out as she clutched at his hands. "I never thought…but yes. It's all you." She pulled their hands to her face and brushed her cheek along his fingers. And I must have at least as many issues as you do, because I still need and want you, demon or god, prisoner or prince."
Loki blinked slowly and gave her a soft smile. "That is all I needed to hear." He used the hand she ran across her cheek to clutch behind her head while his other moved to take off his helmet, once off he dragged her forward and crashed his mouth to hers.
Sophie attempted to meet Loki's crushing kiss. Her hands quickly reached up to run through the hair that was uncovered when he took the helmet off. She tried to stop to ask him a question, but his mouth wouldn't let her get it out, so she fell completely into the paused for a moment, breathing heavily. "You do realize, I never said you could move, or do you not?"
"You're… we're not done?" She blinked fuzzily at him. " You didn't SAY, but you held my hands…"
"I have held many things of yours in the last while darling, we are not done." He made his helmet disappear, then grabbed her hand and pressed it to the front of his pants. "This is one problem that has not been resolved… Yet." Loki purred. "Now kneel."
Sophie could feel him hard, even through all of the leather. She looked up for the twinkle in his eyes and it was there, if only momentarily. Biting her lip, she balanced herself with her palm against his erection as she slowly knelt in front of him. "As much as I want that pretty mouth all over my cock darling, I have another plan for you. Go to the window slowly, stand and brace yourself against it." Loki had a wicked smile on his face.
Just as he asked, Sophie slowly stood and crossed to the floor to ceiling window, giving him a side eye the whole way over. Placing her palms flat against the glass, she turned and watched his smile over her shoulder.
He approached her back slowly until he was able to reach her, hands settling on her shoulders to brush her hair to the side. Loki's lips found their way to the back of her neck, exploring the base of her skull over to her shoulder and back. Fingers trailed downward to the clasp of her bra, where he unclipped it, letting the straps slip and rest on her arms." Let it drop, darling." He murmured into the skin on the side of her neck.
His touch was light and warm and she could feel his kisses shoot electricity down her spine. "Do you want the whole city to see?" She laughed and let the straps slide off of her arms and hands.
"Do not speak." He snapped and gave her locks a quick tug for emphasis. "But to answer your question…" Loki suddenly had his body pressed to the full length of hers, grinding his confined erection into her backside before hissing in her ear. "Yes." Lust was evident in his tone, he bit the side of her neck at the same time he laid a firm spank to her bottom
His hiss into her ear made her eyes flutter, then, "Ah!" Sophie cried out as his teeth and hand made contact with her skin at the same time. "Sorry," she bit out.
Loki slowly started to drop to his knees behind her, his lips ghosting along her spine as he traveled down. His hands squeezed and kneaded her ass, letting the firm globes fill his hands while his tongue lathed attention on the red handprint on her skin. "You have such a fabulous derriere darling, makes me want to… Sink my teeth into it." He gently bit the opposite side to the red mark.
This was not what Sophie had been expecting. Goosebumps raised under his lips as they descended. She looked up into the empty pale blue sky, not even realizing that she had been holding her breath until she gasped at Loki's bite.
As much as he wanted to continue teasing and nibbling at the succulent morsel in front of him, he was getting rather impatient to have another taste of her. Both hands slid down the back of her thighs, forcing her legs to open wider. Loki slid between them so his back rested against the glass, his finger glided up the inside of her thigh to the panty covered core where he used his thumb to apply pressure to her clit. He could feel how wet she was getting through her underwear and couldn't help but to look up at her and grin.
Holding herself still while he climbed between her legs was difficult. She wanted to reach to him, but she didn't. 'What was he doing?' His finger running up her thigh made her legs shudder and when he pressed into her wetness she moaned quite loudly.
His thumb slipped under the band of her panties, sliding into her slick heat easily, her moans utter music to his ears. He switched fingers and slid his index and middle fingers into her, leaving his thumb free to tease around her clit. Soon enough he replaced his thumb with his mouth, sucking the little nub strongly and rhythmically. "Does this feel good, darling?" He rumbled against her.
"Oh yes. Yes, it….does!" She gasped out and dropped her forehead against the window. Sophie could see people on the sidewalk below and wondered if they looked up, if they would know how badly her legs were shaking as she rose up on her toes "I….I'm…going to…about to…"
"Just let go, darling." Loki growled into her, quickly replacing his fingers with his tongue. Wanting to lap up every last bit that she might thrust of his hot tongue dropped her over the edge. Arching her back, her hips met his mouth. She panted and cried out, feeling like she was falling through the glass.
His tongue worked languidly, like the cat with a bowl of cream, savoring every delicious drop. Loki moved from his spot on the floor and stood behind her once more, this time working himself free of the confines of his leather pants. His erection jutted proudly, he gave himself a few pumps to ease a bit of the pressure building, while he took up position behind the still quivering woman. He wasted no time, pushing her panties to the side and sheathing himself within Sophie with a hard thrust and moaned at the sweet friction.
Sophie moaned again loudly at the sensation of being filled while still not completely finished trembling inside because of his tongue. With his thrust her hands slid across the glass and left her bracing herself with her forearms, breasts pressing into the chilly window. "Loki!" she called out.
"I love it when you scream my name like that." Loki growled out, his hips found a steady pace pumping into Sophie while his fingers wound around to the front to knead and tweak her breasts. Between the near constant spasming of her core and the sweet moans falling from her lips make his peak creep upon him quicker than he would like yet he held it back, wanting to bring her with him one more time.
"I…thought…I was…supposed to…be quiet." She moaned out between thrusts as his swollen length claimed her. Loki's fingers had her breasts burning like cold fire. Her entire body shook as she balanced on the window ledge.
"Hush, woman." His hands went in opposite directions, one dipped into the front of her panties to circle her clit once again. His other traveled up and wrapped gently around her neck, arching her back and pressing her breasts to the cold glass while his teeth found her ear.
"The only thing you are allowed to say is my name." Loki let out a filthy moan, hips pistoning away at hers
.Sophie's head fell back as she shuddered her way into another orgasm. She suddenly felt everything, Loki's warm breath against her ear, his finger sharply bringing her to her toes again, her nipples hard against the glass, the hot skin of his hips against her, his cock as her body clutched at it, pulling it deeper. She called out his name so loudly it was almost a scream.
That did it for Loki, his orgasm bordering on violent. His hips doing strong shallow thrusts as they rode their respective highs. He moaned out what sounded like a pained whine, panting and all around not knowing who or what he was for a few brief but outstanding minutes.
Loki regained some sense and managed to pull himself free from her warmth, making what remained of both of their clothes disappear and brought fourth a soft blanket. He half walked half dragged them both to the window seat and settled her in his lap to lean against his chest and covered them both up, his breath still uneven and legs shaking. How he was able to get them seated was beyond him. "Wow… Just amazing darling."
Sophie looked up at his flushed face and gave him a cock-eyed smile, before she laid her head against his shoulder and snuggled into his neck. "Permission to speak now?" she mumbled sassily.
Loki chuckled tiredly. "I do not know, I was rather enjoying the silence. Kidding love, you may speak freely." He cradled her relaxed completely in his arms and stroked his chest slowly.
"It's OK. You can just wonder what I was going to say." The possibilities are endless.
"With you I have no doubt, but you have piqued my curiosity." He toyed with a lock of her hair.
Sophie sighed and placed a gentle kiss on Loki's collarbone. "I know, it's never going to go away, but for as much as was your fault…" she took a deep breath. "I don't want you carrying my grief anymore."
Loki held her tighter and kissed the top of her head. "I will try not to darling." He sighed, "Do you now understand that you cannot keep seeing me as two different people? It is a large part of why you have nightmares about me."
"I get it. But you know why I had to, don't you?" She pushed up a bit to look Loki in the eyes. "I'll always have nightmares, Loki. You are just the newest and brightest star. You manage to be scarier than Thanos most nights. But it will be OK."
"I Know love, I know. We will make things work. Should we move to a more comfortable spot or are we content here for now?" He enquired with an arched brow.
"I could make it to the sofa if I had to." Sophie sighed. "You aren't easy on a person, in any way, shape or form."
"If I was easy I would be Thor." Loki cracked a grin. "Come now, lets go get more comfortable." He sat up and instead of helping Sophie to stand he just carried her and the blanket to the sofa. "Do you need any clothing?"
Pulling the blanket around her shoulder, she curled against Loki sleepily. "No. I've got you right now," and closed her eyes.
Loki fell asleep shortly after Sophie did; they dozed for a couple of hours before he woke up. Groggily he detached himself from her and got up, recalling everything that transpired prior to his nap, he decided he would be nice for once. Loki dressed Sophie magically as well as himself and went to turn the monitors back on and spoke to the ceiling. "Do not worry Agents, everything is fine. She is just tired and yes I am well aware of where the monitor controls are, blame Brittany for that." Nodding to himself he went to his bedroom to get his sketch pad and pencils then went and sat in a chair near the sofa and sketched the sleeping Sophie.