From the moment his emerald green eyes first beheld her, he knew he'd have her. It was not a question of if, but merely how and when. And he would be the one to decide both. Starts pre-Thor, will cover up to and beyond The Dark World. Loki/OC

"...Hello?" you tentatively ask. "Is...anyone there?" A dark chuckle sounds beside you, cool breath grazing your ear. You tense in surprise, and then there is a long silence. An impossibly rich, velvet, baritone voice cuts the silence and your breathing. "Not just anyone, my pet..." his voice lowers to a growl in your ear, "Your King." Oneshot.Loki/Reader.Rated M