Spice incoming! This story is rated M for a good reason! If you don't like spice, perhaps skip the last half of this chapter. Spice rating: 3/5 – Explicit sex scene, but fairly vanilla and straightforward. Don't worry, it gets spicier.

Additional note: Remember, if you find the Marvel reference, leave it in the comments! This one comes from the first Thor movie.

Loki strode up the street toward Kat's apartment building, attempting to slow down his alarmingly fast heart rate. He was dangerously eager to see her, and that worried him. He had promised himself that he would only chase her until he'd caught her and had his fill. However, as he had told her the week before, he was beginning to suspect that it would be some time before the infatuation fully ran its course and left his system. Every look, every kiss, every touch just seemed to reel him in more. She absolutely fascinated him. There was a level of vulnerability to her that she couldn't quite hide, at least, not from him. Yet, she pretended that these vulnerabilities didn't exist, and that her self-consciousness didn't affect her. She also tried to put on a show of being unaffected by his affections, which drove him wild in the best way. He knew she put on the aloof façade to protect herself, but he loved the challenge. For the first time he actually had to work to get a woman's reaction. And when she reacted… well, that awoke all his most primal urges. What he found most arousing however, other than her magnificently sturdy body, was that she was able to keep up with his games. She was able to make mischief with him. No, he corrected himself, she enjoyed making mischief with him, and that was even more alluring.

He felt an awareness of her reverberate through his mind, giving him a brief glimpse at her mental state. She felt frantic; excited and anxious all at once. He held in a smirk. At least he wasn't the only one nervous about tonight, though he was loathe to admit it, even to himself. His awareness of her was fleeting, gone almost as soon as it appeared.

The ring had simultaneously been his best and worst idea. He had been constantly finding himself distracted on Asgard wondering what she was up to or whether her interest in him was as all-encompassing as his interest in her. When he came up with the idea for the fake proposal to throw off the interest of that vulgar waitress, he knew that was his chance. As he crafted the ring in his pocket, he added a small piece of his magic to the gemstone, causing it to glow slightly green if you looked at it long enough. Luckily, Kat hadn't noticed anything suspicious and had bought his lie about the ring being his mother's. She didn't even question him when he insisted that she keep it, at least until the next week. That small bit of magic allowed him a small glimpse into her thoughts and emotions whenever she touched the gemstone. While this sated his curiosity about her thoughts and feelings, as well as settled some anxiety he was unwilling to acknowledge about her safety and wellbeing, it was also driving him to madness.

Firstly, he was frustrated at himself that he'd been moved to such a sentiment. He'd promised himself that this would be a satisfying chase, nothing more. And here he was presenting her with pieces of magic jewelry, made with his own magic no less. The trouble he would be in if his mother were still alive. He mentally shuddered at the thought. At the bare minimum he would've received a lecture on the dangers of sharing magic with others, especially mortals. Another thing that drove him crazy was that Kat had clearly picked up a habit of fidgeting with the ring while she was idle. Instead of being distracted wondering what she was thinking and feeling, he was now distracted by those selfsame thoughts and feelings. The worst time was at night, when lust would blaze through him at random times, sometimes waking him up from even the deepest of sleep. He swore he had masturbated more this week than he had during any other period in his life, even his horrible, hormonal teen years.

Another spike of anxiety flashed through his awareness, followed in quick succession by a burst of lust. He clenched the hand in the pocket of his jeans, managing through sheer will power to not get an erection. Gods, she was going to have him ready to go before he even got to her front door. It wasn't only her lust that was fueling him; it was the knowledge that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

Before he pressed the call button at her apartment building, he took a moment to collect himself. He had to pull himself together. Getting her out of his head so he could give Asgard the ruler it deserved, that was all that mattered. However, when he heard her voice on the other end telling him to come on up, his heart gave an uncomfortable squeeze.

Pulling open the door to the building, Loki followed the path they had taken the week before, up two flights of stairs and down the hall to the left. When he reached 305 he took another second to collect himself and attempt to stop his hammering heart before he knocked on the door. He nearly dropped the flowers he was carrying when it opened. If he'd thought she had looked ravishing last week, she looked positively jaw dropping today. Today's dress was designed to tease. The structure of the dress was relatively simple, black and figure hugging, but what made it stand out were the zippers. One zipper went from the hem halfway down her left thigh up to nearly her hip. The other zipper started at her left shoulder and crossed across her front to her right armpit. Both zippers were firmly closed all the way at the moment, but his mind raced with the possibility of all the skin that would be revealed once they were undone.

"Right on time," she remarked with a smile. "Oh, those are lovely. Are they for me?" She reached for the orange roses he held in one hand; his other hand now firmly clenched in his jeans pocket as he battled himself for control. He held them out to her without a word. He still didn't trust himself to say anything yet. "I'll go find a vase to put them in. You can come on inside!"

Stepping into her apartment Loki was struck by just how well it captured Kat's essence. It was a studio, laid out in a square with a door leading to the bathroom at the back. The back right corner was dedicated to the kitchen as well as a small dining space. The kitchen was small and incredibly well organized. Unlike many in New York, it looked like she actually used it. Her bed rested in the back left corner, a rug covering up a large portion of the hardwood floor around it. A couch, a coffee table, and a dresser with a television dominated the corner across from the kitchen. However, it was the corner to his left that interested him. She had several bookshelves completely stuffed with books. There were several stacks of books on the ground near the shelves, as well as a comfy looking armchair with another book sitting open face down in it. He smiled when he noticed the title, Alice in Wonderland. The walls around the apartment were covered in a myriad of different objects. One wall held an assortment of old keys, another held a series of shelves with crystals and knickknacks. The whole space somehow felt like a hodgepodge and yet so completely Kat at the same time.

"There we go. Beautiful." She was walking over to the small dining table carrying a vase filled with his orange roses. She set them in the center, right in between the two place settings. "Well, what do you think?"

Before he could hold himself back, Loki had crossed the room in 3 long strides, pulling her close to him and kissing her soundly. "Darling, you look absolutely… that dress."

"Do you like it?" she asked impishly. He felt a swell of pride at the fact that she obviously knew how that dress was going to affect him. Clearly, he wasn't the only trickster here.

"I think saying I like it would be an understatement" he said, finally able to find his tongue. Back on Asgard he had been known for having a silver tongue, but something about Kat in that dress made it feel like lead in his mouth.

"Is that why you were so quiet this whole time? Cat got your tongue?" In a bold move she reached up and placed a single kiss on his neck. He felt his hands tense on her hips. If she kept going like this there was no way he was going to make it through dinner.

"Kitten, if you don't stop teasing me like that, we'll have to skip dinner and go straight to dessert." His voice sounded strained even to his own ears.

"Well, we can't have that. Not after all the work I put in." She winked at him before backing away and turning back to the kitchen, gesturing for him to sit at the table.

"I like your home" Loki remarked while she pulled something out of the oven and changed the temperature on the stovetop to low. "It feels like you."

"You mean to tell me you looked at something other than me in this dress?" she asked, a playful teasing note in her voice.

"You're confident tonight, Pet."

"I'm sorry, is it too much?"

"Absolutely not. I like it. Another side of you I get to discover."

"I'm a little different when you get me by myself. Nobody trying to compete with me here. It's just you and me."

"Darling, no one could compete with you anywhere." Kat just rolled her eyes at him in response.

"If you say so." Kat brought a serving dish over to the table, setting it down next to the vase of orange roses. "Alright, for our first course, we have some puff pastry and bacon wrapped asparagus. These are really good. Also, really fun to make."

"Multiple courses? Trying to impress me, Darling?" Loki couldn't remember the last time somebody went above and beyond to impress him. He couldn't remember the last time anyone really thought he was worth impressing. Then he remembered that she was trying to impress Larry, not Loki. A sour feeling spread through his stomach, but he pushed it aside. As long as he could get this infatuation out of his head it didn't matter who she thought she was impressing.

"Just showing off my cooking skills. You seemed to appreciate good food, so I figured I'd show you what I can do."

"Oh Kitten, I definitely want to see what you can do." Loki fixed her with a heated gaze. He couldn't remember the last time he'd ever wanted to possess someone this badly. It was as if his entire body burned for her.

"I'll show you those skills later, after we eat. Go on, give one a try."

Loki chuckled. "Since you insist, I will." He used the serving fork to scoop up two of the asparagus and deposit them on his plate. They looked delicious, the bacon and puff pastry wrapped in staggered spirals around the asparagus. "Well, it smells delicious, Darling. But let's see how it tastes." Kat was fiddling with the ring, and Loki could feel her nervousness as he cut off a piece and put it in his mouth. Flavors and textures burst across his tongue. He got chewy, salty notes from the bacon, crumbly bready notes from the pastry, and the asparagus in the middle was juicy and earthy.

"So?" she asked, giggling slightly as he finished chewing. It was then Loki realized that he hadn't been filtering his facial expressions.

"I have to eat over more often" he said, cutting off and taking another bite. He deliberately let innuendo seep into his voice, a mischievous glint lighting up his eyes. He left them his natural sea blue all the time now. He told himself it was to save energy for the more elaborate areas of the spell, but he knew deep down he wanted her to know a part of him, the real him, even if it was only his eyes.

"I think that can be arranged. Though you haven't even tasted the best part yet." Loki felt himself harden in his pants as her tone turned low and sultry. Gods be damned; this woman was going to drive him to insanity if she kept teasing him like that. "Wait until you try the main course." She smirked at him. He had seen her naughty vixen side before, but each of those times she had just been acting. This time it was real, and it was more arousing than he could have ever imagined. She served herself a couple of the asparagus and nibbled at them, while he quickly finished the ones that were on his plate. He resisted the urge to have more. Clearly, she had more planned.

"You ready for the main dish?" she asked him.

"I thought that came after dinner." A smirk danced at the corner of his lips. Two could play at this game. If she wanted to cause some mayhem in his pants, the least he could do was throw it right back at her. A wickedly slow smile spread across her face as she got to her feet.

"Dessert comes after dinner, baby." She winked and then held her hand out. "If you want more food though, I'm gonna need your plate." Loki dutifully handed it over to her, watching her turn around and step up to the stove. Though the teasing was making him crazy, he was enjoying all the anticipation. It was like every move they made and every word they spoke was just more foreplay. He already knew that this was going to blow all of his other experiences out of the water. Sex for him was normally a hasty removal of clothes, a silent tryst in a back room, a show of power to feed his ego. Now he was more aroused than he'd ever been, and their clothes were still firmly in place. Why had he ever thought that one night with this woman would be enough?

Kat returned a second later, setting her plate down and then handing his to him. "There we go. So, for the main course we have Tuscan chicken thighs in a tomato and spinach cream sauce served over bowtie pasta. This is my one of my favorite recipes to make, but I like to save it for special occasions."

"Well, I'm glad that you consider me coming to dinner a special occasion." Loki smiled at her, determined to keep his urges in check. No matter how filthy the thoughts in his head were, he was a gentleman, and he would act like one… at least until it was time not to.

"Seeing you is always a special occasion." Loki snapped his eyes up to meet hers, expecting to find the sarcastic gleam in her eyes that was always there when she was teasing him. Instead, her face was soft and open, and he could see in her eyes that she was being completely serious. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. The pleasant warmth that spread through his body told him that maybe he liked it a bit more than he should. "Go on. Try it and let me know what you think!"

Loki cut off a piece of the chicken, being careful to ensure that he got a little bit of everything on his fork before popping the bite in his mouth. Gods, it was divine. If food had tasted like this his entire life, he might have been enticed to eat more.

"Good?" Kat asked, nervously twisting the ring on her finger. Loki wiped his mouth with his napkin before speaking.

"Good would be putting it mildly. It's wonderful." The grin that broke out on her face caused the heat to spread further through his body.

Loki was beginning to suspect that his heart was getting more involved in this affair than he wanted it to. However, he also suspected it was far too late to do anything about it. She completely entranced him. He wondered if one day he would be able to be honest with her, or if he would break both of their hearts before he had a chance. He clamped down hard on his feelings, shoving them aside. Better she never know. Better he never wish for that.

They spent the rest of the meal amicably, talking about their jobs and everyday lives. Kat told him that her students are now working on osmosis and membranes. She told him about an experiment they were running with deshelled eggs, putting them in solutions of cornstarch, egg white, and water. Loki loved listening to her talk about teaching. She lit up when she talked about her job, explaining in detail the lessons she taught and how she taught them. When it came to his turn, he tried to be as honest with her as possible. The best way to lie was always with the truth. He mentioned a meeting with his security council as well as some contracts he had to sign. In reality he met with Asgard's military forces and signed a few laws, but his explanation was close, right?

When they had both finished eating, Loki helped her carry the dishes to her small sink.

"Why don't I get started on these, Darling? You've done such an amazing job with dinner; I don't want to make more work for you."

"You can be so sweet when you want to be, hm?" She looked at him appraisingly, as if trying to evaluate the genuineness of his offer.

"Only for you, Kitten." She had no idea how true that statement was.

"Go sit down. I'll grab the desserts. Then we can worry about dishes." She flashed him a confident smile, but as she turned toward the fridge Loki felt her nervousness. What did she have planned? Dutifully he returned to his seat to await whatever surprise she had in store.

A moment later Kat returned with two cups filled with what looked to be chocolate mousse. However, Loki was too distracted by the change in her dress. She had unzipped both zippers completely, revealing her cleavage and a slit on her left leg that went up to her hip. It was the one at her hip that gave him pause. For the slit to go that high she couldn't possibly be wearing underwear. He hardened instantly. Had she not been wearing any this whole time, or had she just taken them off now?

"Kitten…" he nearly growled. This was too much. The chase was over. He had to have her now.

"Yes?" she asked, her tone overly innocent. She set both cups on the table. It was at that moment Loki realized they didn't have any spoons. "You know, when I was considering what to make for dessert tonight, I had an idea I rather thought you'd like."

"And what's that?" It was taking all his self-control not to grab her and drag her over to the bed. While the thought of that was tempting, he really wanted to know what she had planned for those cups of mousse.

Instead of answering him with words, she straddled him. His hands immediately went to her hips, grinding himself into her, showing her how much he wanted her. With a chuckle she picked up one of the cups, scooping some mousse onto her forefinger. Slowly, without breaking eye contact, she traced the finger down the left side of his neck, leaving a trail of mousse behind. Loki liked where this was going. His kitten was naughtier than she let on.

Kat leaned down and kissed his neck, licking the mousse off as she went. He let out a groan. This was definitely his new favorite way to eat dessert.

"See?" she asked, giving his neck another lick. "I knew you'd like it."

With that, Loki's control broke. He tangled a hand in her hair, pulling her head back so he could kiss her. This kiss was unlike any they'd shared before, different even from the ones they'd shared at the end of the evening last week. While those had still been passionate, this was a domination. His tongue plundered her mouth, tangling with hers and drawing a moan from her throat. His hands gripped her ass tightly as he stood, carrying her over to the bed. Fucking at the dinner table would have to wait for another night. He wanted to be able to explore her. When he set her down on the bed, he was confused by the look of pure shock on her face.

"And just when I thought you couldn't get any sexier, you prove me wrong."

"How so, Darling?" Loki removed his blazer, moving to lay it over the arm of her reading chair. Kat was propped up on her elbows, watching him with hot, hungry eyes.

"I can't remember the last time a man picked me up."

"Obviously, you've been with the wrong type of man."

"So, what type of man should I have been with?" She arched an eyebrow at him.

"Me." He stalked toward her slowly, deliberately. When he reached the bed, he crawled up her body on his hands and knees, following her when she scooted farther up the mattress. Their lips found each other again, and Loki continued his domination of her mouth. Immediately his tongue plunged in, tangling with hers. His hands roved up her leg, following the line of the slit in her dress to the soft skin of her hip. No underwear, just as he thought. He nipped at her bottom lip before kissing along her jawline to her neck. A breathy moan left her throat.

"No underwear, hm? Naughty kitten. When did you take them off?" Her hand tangled in his hair as he peppered kisses along her neck, sucking gently on her pulse point. As much as he wanted to leave marks all over her body, he had to be careful. He didn't think her job would like it if he left bruises, bite marks, and hickeys.

"I never had any on." Loki groaned. The thought of her not wearing anything the entire evening… He brought her mouth back to his. Now, at least, he could take advantage of her lack of undergarments.

"I want to touch you" he whispered against her lips before melding them together once more. His hand skimmed over from her hips, his fingertips brushing against her slit, already slick with her arousal.

"Please" Kat whimpered, all but grinding her hips into his hand. He ran a single finger along the seam of her lips, drawing yet another whimper out of her. Loki reveled in her sounds. She was so responsive. Dipping his finger in, he set about exploring her. He wanted to memorize every part of her before he sent her cresting on a wave of pleasure. Her hips moved against his hand impatiently as he explored, and he had to hold back a chuckle at her eagerness.

"You're already so wet for me, Kitten." Loki brought two fingers to her opening, gently stroking inside. A loud moan ripped from her throat, and he could feel her nails digging into his shoulder through his button up. His thumb easily found her clit, making soft gentle circles around it in time with the thrusting of his fingers.

"Oh my god" Kat whispered. He could already feel her body beginning to tense. She needed this, needed him, at least as badly as he needed her, and he was determined to give her what she needed. "Oh fuck, just like that." A few seconds later he felt her body begin to tremble and he knew she was close.

"Cum for me, Pet. Let go."

She let out a strangled cry as the tremors took over her body. As she came, she held him close, her teeth gently biting into his shoulder to quiet her sounds. It took a moment for her tremors to stop, and when they finally did, Loki withdrew his fingers, licking them clean. Gods, she tasted as wonderful as he had imagined. Maybe even better

"You… are so… not fair" Kat gasped out, trying to regain her breath. "I've never… not that quickly."

"Again, you've clearly been with the wrong type of man." He smirked at her, enjoying the relaxed look on her face and the tousled state of her hair. He wanted to make her look like this every time she saw him.

"Clearly" she let out a throaty chuckle. "My turn to play now." In a flash she had flipped them over, so she was straddling him. He could feel her wetness through his pants, causing his erection to pulse and twitch. It was done being patient. She leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss before her hands began to undo the buttons on his shirt. As soon as a button was undone, she left a kiss where it had once been. The same with the next button. Sliding down his body, she unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, leaving a trail of kisses in her wake. When his shirt was fully unbuttoned, she sat back on her haunches, running her hands over his flat, toned stomach.

"Do you like what you see, Darling?" he asked, lacing his fingers together behind his head. Whatever her plan with him was, he had no desire to interfere.

"I always do" she answered huskily, running a finger underneath the waistline of his pants and boxers. He let out a gasp, his hips thrusting upward. He'd had no idea that area was so sensitive. The women he usually spent his time with rarely got a chance to explore him. Eager to see what else she might discover, he guided her hands to the button of his pants. "So impatient" she said with a chuckle, but she indulged him anyway, releasing the pressure on his strained erection. "Let's get this all off you, shall we?"

"Only if that agreement applies to both parties." He winked at her. With a smile she climbed off him, allowing him to remove his unbuttoned shirt and pants. Kneeling on the mattress, Kat slid her dress over her head, letting it fall to the floor. She was completely naked underneath, and Loki paused his undressing to drink her in. Her breasts were set high and perky, the nipples pebbling up in the cool of the room. His eyes roved over her gently rounded stomach, her narrow waist and wide hips. She looked just as good as he'd imagined. Under his scrutiny she began to blush, her arms moving to cover her stomach. "Do not" Loki commanded with a growl. "You look perfect just the way you are."

"Well, if I'm going to be naked, it's only fair for you to be as well." She lifted her chin defiantly, clearly doing her best to fight her urges to be embarrassed.

"As you wish, Kitten" Loki slid his boxers down his legs and kicked them to the floor. He heard a sharp intake of breath from Kat. He knew he was blessed in this department. Somewhere in the neighborhood of eight and a half inches long, with a slight curve near the top, his cock was more ready and willing than he could ever remember it being. Precum leaked from the head, trailing down his foreskin and onto his belly.

"Can I touch you?" she nearly whispered, her hand already reaching out.

"At this point I would be a little disappointed if you didn't, Pet." Her hand encircled him, only barely able to make it all the way around. She began to stroke gently, wringing a hiss out of him. Nothing had ever felt as good as her hand around him. Nothing. He began to worry about how long he would last once he was finally inside her. Her strokes began to pick up speed, drawing gasps and moans from him, his hips moving with her hand of their own accord. After too short a time, he began to feel his balls tighten. "Kitten" he rasped between clenched teeth. "Unless you want the rest of this to be over before it's begun, I suggest you stop."

"If you insist" she said with a smirk, withdrawing her hand.

"Some other time" he reassured her. "Tonight, I want all of you."

"Then take me."

With a snarl Loki pinned her beneath him, crushing their lips together once more. Grabbing one of her thighs he wrapped it around his waist and aligned himself with her opening. Gently he slid his cock along her slit, moistening it, before sliding in in one satisfying thrust. She cried out again, her nails scratching down his back. The pain only added to the pleasure. He waited for a moment until her hips started to squirm beneath him. Then he began to thrust.

The pleasure was immense and overwhelming. She squeezed him tightly, her hips moving in rhythm with his as if they had been doing this together for years. When their lips weren't melded together in scorching kisses, they were kissing, licking, and nipping along each other's necks and collarbones. Sometimes Loki would hit a particular spot and he would feel her nails dig deeper into his back. Sex had never been like this for him before. He was utterly lost in her. It was then, buried inside her, that he knew he would keep coming back for her as long as she kept wanting him. It didn't matter that he hadn't wanted his heart involved at first. He had fallen for her, and now it was too late to stop it.

Bracing himself on one hand, he brought the other between them, circling her clit the way he knew she liked. Kat gasped against his mouth, her breathing coming out ragged.

"Are you close?" he asked her. "I want you to cum for me, Kitten." She cried out again, biting his shoulder harder to quiet the near scream, her nails raking down his back, surely drawing blood. He didn't mind at all. For him, a little pain always enhanced the pleasure. She squeezed him tight, her orgasm driving him to the edge.

"Kat…" he gasped. "Darling I…"

"Cum for me" she whispered in his ear. With a sound somewhere between a groan and a growl, he came, holding her tightly to him. For a moment after they held themselves there. Time felt frozen. Then the fatigue hit, and Loki couldn't hold himself up anymore. He collapsed next to her, gathering her in his arms and holding her close. No words passed between them. Their lips sought each other out, sharing one last tender kiss.

Loki meant to get up and get dressed. He really did. However, neither one of them wanted to move and break the perfect moment. Five minutes, he promised himself. Five more minutes and then he would get up…

Finally, we got to the spice! I promise the Loki reveal is coming soon. There's a little more angst before we get to the fluffy part of the story. After we move through the first part of the storyline I have quite a few fluff chapters planned (not sure how many yet, but I have ideas for 4 or 5 right now). There will be more plot after the fluff though, so don't worry about that!

Additional note: I have a friend visiting for a week, so I may not get much writing done if any at all. Please be patient!

As always, I love reviews! So, if you loved this chapter, please let me know! Reviews are my greatest source of inspiration.

Much love,

Kitty