After they had disentangled themselves, Jane and Loki lay side by side on the bed, their hands still exploring one another.
"Tell me about this," Jane flattened her palm on his chest where she had been expecting a scar, "How did you survive?"
"My rather disturbing lineage," Loki spoke while trailing his fingertips over her hip, "Frost giants don't die easily, and with my magical talents, it wasn't difficult to repair the wound."
"So what have you been doing since you died?" She asked with a half laugh.
He smiled in response, "I took the throne of Asgard as Odin and allowed Thor to return to you."
"Wait. Where was Odin?"
"Earth, under a spell to keep him out of my way."
"I thought he was all powerful. How could a spell work on him?"
Loki grin wryly, "I am a master sorcerer, my dear. Odin was broken after Mother's death. It was easy for him succumb to my spell."
Jane nodded as she took his hand in hers, brushing her fingertips along his fingers and over his palm, "And Thor didn't know."
"Not until recently," He watched her closely, trying to decide where she was going with this line of questioning.
"How did he find out?"
"He came home."
"Wait," Jane leaned up on an elbow, "You mean to tell me that Thor hadn't returned to Asgard in all this time, until now?"
Loki matched her posture, "Yes," He watched as his answer seemed to confuse her, "Why?"
She shrugged slightly as she looked to the mattress, "It's just every time I think I have him figured out I learn something that changes everything."
"What are you talking about?"
"I've been wracking my brain since I first hit him with the RV," She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "I keep wondering what attracted me to him in the first place."
Loki seemed surprised by this revelation. She continued, "I don't think it was really him I was attracted to. It was the proof that all my work was leading in a positive direction. He was the proof that I was right. I think maybe I just translated that in my brain to mean I should love him. Problem is...I loved my work so much more."
Loki's face transformed into the most blissful grin she had ever seen, "You and I are really quite similar, Jane. We are both selfish creatures."
She shoved his arm playfully, "I am not selfish. Not really," She said, trying to dissuade herself of the notion.
"Would you not call it selfishness to want something other than the love of another?"
"He wasn't in love with me."
"No, I suspect not," Loki agreed, "However, it was what he was offering. And yet, you wanted something more."
"Well yeah," She admitted as she kept her focus on the mattress beneath her like it held the key to a mystery.
He took her chin gently in his hand and directed her eyes back to him, "There's nothing to be ashamed of in wanting more, Jane. You should only be ashamed if you don't afford yourself the opportunity for more."
"What does that even mean?" She asked pointedly.
Loki grinned as he slid arm around her and pulled her body flush to his, "Such as this situation we find ourselves in," His voice lowered as he ran fingertips down her spine, "You saw an opportunity to get what you wanted, and you took it."
"That's not exactly..."
Loki captured her protest with a kiss, "Stop rationalizing, Jane."
"But..." She was cut off by his infuriatingly delightful kiss.
"You have this terrible habit of thinking instead of feeling," He tugged her leg over his hip. Easing his palm around her thigh before his fingers tempted her acutely sensitive core. She inhaled sharply, biting her lower lip as he coaxed delicious sensation within her, "Now isn't that better?"
Jane groaned in exasperation and pleasure, "You can't tell...hmmm...someone not to think. It doesn't work...Ohhh...that way."
He grinned as he withdrew his fingers and practically slithered behind her. He pressed the length of his body against hers, "I suppose I could teach you."
"And just how do you think you teach something like that?" Jane asked as he parted her thighs slightly with his knee.
Loki entered her in a long slow movement, drawing a guttural sound from Jane who grasped the sheets below and bit into a pillow. He whispered in her ear, "Training," He withdrew before repeating the same slow torturous movement of his hips, "Vigorous training."
Jane released the pillow with a moan, "You can't be serious."
"Do you not think me serious?" He asked as he thrust again.
She moaned even as she attempted to push herself off the bed but he held her in place.
"Now now," Loki chided as he palmed her breasts, "This lesson is far from over."
"Loki," She breathed his name as he kept a slow pace.
"Yes, Jane?" His whispered breath at her ear was almost a delicious a torture as his body within hers.
"I think.."
"Very well," He nibbled her ear lobe while his hand moved to caress her throat, "If you insist on thinking, you will focus on this," He thrust with a ever so slight increase in rhythm, "On me."
Jane hitched her breath as Loki's long fingers stroked her throat.
"Tell me, Jane," He began as he ran his tongue along her neck, "Just how many ways did you imagine us together? Did you imagine us like this?"
"Yes," She gave a throaty sigh.
"Hmm," He smiled as her lips captured one of his fingers and he allowed her to suck it into her mouth, "You will never leave my bed less than satisfied, Jane," He slipped his finger from her mouth and slid his hand to cup her pubic bone, creating an impossibly delectable angle, "Did you pleasure yourself while thinking of me?"
She couldn't answer. The tumult of pleasure he was creating threatened to overwhelm her.
"Did you touch yourself here?" He asked as his fingers slid over her clit, "Did you speak my name as you came undone?"
His thrusting had become more intense. His fingers matching his body's rhythm, "Did you whisper a prayer to me, Jane?"
"Yes," Jane moaned as she felt her body begin to tense with white hot pleasure.
"Pray to me now, Jane," His breath hot against her ear.
"Loki.." She cried out as her orgasm began its ever so sweet tremors within her.
"Yes, Jane, you are mine," His voice hitched as his control responded to the loss of hers. He thrust once, twice more before he bit her neck as he came undone.
Loki drew her against him as he lay back on the bed. Jane curled against him, her limbs not quite as cooperative as she'd like them to be.
Jane settled into Loki's chest and drifted into a blissful sleep. Loki couldn't help but smile as he held her against him, "You've always been mine, Jane. You just didn't know it yet."