Summary: Loki interrogates a thief who gets under his skin in the most delicious way.

Warnings: Public sex, Name calling, oral (male receiving), fingering,

I'm so sorry for taking so long to update, but life has just been crazy. But end of the school year is getting closer, so I'm going to have more time to write, and update. At least until I can find a summer job!

I sit in the dimly lit, cold room, boredly tapping my fingernails on the metal table. I'm not really sure how much time has passed since I was put in this room, but I am beyond ready to get up and walk out if they do not hurry the fuck up. You'd think I was some big bad serial murderer with how they are treating me. I'm a thief, a grifter. I'd never once taken a life, hell, I avoid violence at all possible unless it is self-defence, nothing more. So why all of this?

What did SHIELD want with me anyway? How did I even end up on their radar? Okay, besides the given of being a criminal. But a harmless criminal, mostly harmless. I take pretty things, expensive things; I take from people who could do with being knocked off their high horse and realize they are not untouchable. The local police could handle me, so why the hell must SHIELD get involved?

The door opens, catching my attention, and in strolls the God of Lies himself, Loki.

"Hello Miss… Willows is it? My, My what a long rap sheet you have here Darling."

"Don't call me Darling. I'm not your Darling. I'm annoyed as hell and want to go home." I say with a roll of my eyes.

Loki flashes a devilious smile my way, sitting in front of me, "Sorry to disappoint you Darling, but you're not going anywhere. Not yet anyway."

I glare at him, "What the fuck am I doing here anyway? I'm a thief, not some terrorist group or whatever it is SHIELD and the Avengers deal with these days. My crimes have nothing to do with you."

"Ah, but see that is where you are wrong Darling."

I let out a low growl, "I told you to stop calling me that. What the fuck are you doing in here anyway? Isn't interrogation beneath the great Prince Loki?"

"Normally yes," he replies, leaning over the table, "but you Darling have caught not only SHIELD's interest, but mine as well."

"Why?I steal paintings, jewelry, sculptures… art. What does that have to do with SHIELD, or even you?"

Loki's smile grows, "It's not what you steal Miss Willows, it's the method of which you steal and who you steal from."

I'm utterly confused by his meaning, "What are you talking about?"

"You lie, Miss Willows. You lie, you change your appearance, you say and do whatever it is you need to to gain your target's trust and get the information that you need. With some proper training, you could be the ultimate spy for SHIELD."

"I don't want to work for SHIELD. I'm not a spy, I'm not some kind of soldier or fighter. I'm a thief, grifter, end of it. There is nothing more to be added to that list. And this still doesn't explain what the fuck this has to do with you!"

Loki stands slowly, keeping his eyes locked on me walking around the table to me. I feel my heart skip a beat from the look in those emerald green eyes of his,

"I remember you… in Stuttgart. Oh how pretty you looked kneeling for me, all wide eyed and flushed. I can still remember so clearly walking past you, your eyes never once leaving me, biting your lip. I could see it in your eyes, the lust, the desire. You my Darling crave submission, crave to be, ruled."

I feel a shiver run down my spine and my breath come in short gasps, my eyes glazing over. In an instant I'm back to that night in Germany. It was a grift I had spent months planning and building the character that would allow me access in to gala and closer to my main target. But that all went to hell when Loki attacked.

I was close when he stabbed that man in the eye, the way he strutted calmly away, his suit melting away to show off his regal Asgardian armor, the control he took over everyone and the situation. Oh God the control. His whole demeanor just screams dominance and demands submission...

"Are you remembering Darling? You've gone quiet on me." Loki's voice breaks through the memory.

I shake my head, coming out of my fantasy, tilting my head up to see him know standing over me.

"I remember…" I whisper.

I keep my eyes locked on him, watching him closely, trying to read his next move. The way he is looking at me, reminds me so much of that night. How he looked down on us all, how he looked each on of us in the eyes as he spoke. I remember how he looked at me, a smirk playing on his lips as he gives a subtle lick of his lips and his eyes dart down to my cleavage. Just as he does now before meeting my gaze once more.

"Tell me, did you enjoy kneeling for me? Did you enjoy giving over all power and control to me? Did you think about how it would be to submit to be in all manner of things? Including in the bedroom?"

Before I can even think twice, I give a soft "Yes Sir."

This causes Loki to smile wider and he bends down closer to whisper in my ear. Loki runs a hand down my front to undo the buttons of my shirt and exposing my simple white bra. Damn, why didn't I wear lace or something sexier? But Loki doesn't seem to mind,

"Tell me Miss Willows, do you wish to submit to me now? Do you want to be a good girl and kneel for your Prince? Take my cock between those pretty red painted lips? Do you want me to bend you over this table and fuck you so hard your screams are heard throughout this entire building?"

Fuck, there goes my panties. His voice so seductive, hypnotic, I want to give into his every command and wish. Just like that night in Stuttgart.

"Yes Sir…"

He pulls down my bra, and the sudden cold air, along with arousal of Loki touching me, causes my nipples to pebble and Loki lightly pinches one earning a moan from me.

"Good girl." Loki takes a step back away from me, standing at his full height, "Kneel."

One word. All it takes is one damn word and I'm no longer thinking with my brain but with my vagina. I don't even care this could be a disastrous idea. It has been too long since I've had a good hard fucking. And with Loki going all Dom on me, I'm panting like a bitch in heat ready to roll over and beg for his cock.

I slide out of my chair to my knees in front of Loki, staring up at him awaiting his next command.

"Suck my cock."

Letting out a shaky breath as a shiver runs through my body. With trembling hand, I updo his slacks and pull his pants down enough to release his cock. A gasp leaves my lips at the sight of his impressive length.

"Suck it slut."

I raise my eyes to meet his as I wrap my fingers around his cock, barely able get my hand all the way around the girth. Oh fucking hell, I can't to feel this cock pounding in me, I'm going to feel him for days!

Loki grabs my hair, wrapping it in his fist, "I said suck it bitch!"

Loki forces me closer, thrusting his cock between my lips with a groan. He takes no mercy, using my mouth for his own pleasure.

"Fuck yeah, that's it. My little whore; I knew you'd look just ravishing on your knees with my cock in your mouth. Damn, if you could only see how fucking sexy it is to see your lips wrapped around my cock… yeah my little slut, you like that don't you."

I moan at his words, and my best to keep up with his pace. Working my tongue over his cock, licking up every drop of pre-cum that forms on the tip. I desperately want to touch myself but I have a feeling that would get me punished and not in the fun way.

I use my hand to jerk off what of his cock doesn't fit in my mouth and bring my other hand up to fondle his balls. Never in my life have I ever enjoyed giving a man oral before. But damn Loki's cock deserves to be worshiped!

"Fuck… fuck… Stop!"

Loki pushes me away, leaving me gasping to catch my breath and saliva running down my chin. I stare up at him in confusion, wondering if I had done something wrong.

He grabs my chin, grinning, "You were wonderful Darling, but when I cum, it's going to be in that tight cunt of yours."

I can't even begin to explain the sound that I made from his statement, my pussy clenching in need at the idea of him pounding into me. I want him… no, I need him to fuck me, to cum in me, fill me, claim me.

"Sir… please…"

"Ah-ha, not so fast Darling. I need to make sure you are properly prepared to take me cock. Bend over the table. Now."

At his order, I'm scrambling to stand and bend over. My ass up in the air, I moan feeling the cool metal pressed against my bare chest.

Loki steps up behind me, pushing my skirt up my legs,

"Oh Darling, you are absolutely soaked."

I tremble under his touch as Loki runs his fingers over my cunt lips through my underwear. He rubs harsh circles over my clit causing me to shudder and buck into his touch. I grip the edge of the table,

"Loki… please… more" I pant, pushing back against him.

I hear a the sound of fabric tearing and cool air hits my cunt from Loki ripping my panties from my body.

I let out a long moan, eyes going wide when I feel Loki sink two long fingers into me.

"Oh God…"

"Yes, beg your God… beg me to fuck you."

I lay my head down on the table finding all my strength dissipating from the pleasure.

The thrust of his fingers increase curling into my cunt, stretching me to fit a third finger. Fuck if this is what he can do with his hands, I can't wait to know what his cock can do.

"Fuck me… I need it! Fuck me please! Fuck my pussy, God, I want your cock in me. Pound me, make me scream. My God! PLEASE!"

"Good girl… I'll give you exactly what you want."

I don't have to look at Loki to know that he is grinning, pleased with how I have submitted to him. I whine at the loss of his fingers but the disappointment quickly turns to relief as I feel his cock running along my slit.

I long, drawn out moan leaves my lips as Loki slowly pushes the head of his cock into my wet cunt.

But before he could fully sink his cock deep in me, the door to the room is slammed open,

"LOKI!"

A thunderous voice yells as the doors slams open. I let out a scream, pushing Loki away from me. I scramble to cover up and pull my skirt down.

Loki grabs me and pushed me behind him, using his body to shield me from his brother.

"Thor, what the hell are you doing?!"

"There is a camera! You knew everyone would be watching the interrogation! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Tears well up as my eyes flicker from Loki to the direction Thor was pointing to see a camera up on the ceiling. Of course they would be filming this! What the hell was I thinking? I just gave into him like that! And he knew the whole time, why wouldn't he say something? Was he… was he trying to blackmail me into joining SHIELD?!

I grab my shirt and talk off out of the room, ignoring both Loki and Thor calling for me. I struggle to get my shirt on as I continue to run. Pushing past anyone who might try to stop me.

I can't believe I let him do that to me! How could I be so stupid to fall for his seduction?!

"Ms Willows! Ms Willows stop!"

I ignore everyone and somehow manage to find my way out of the building and just keep running.

I never wanted anything to do with SHIELD to begin with and now… well now I wish I had the resources to take them down like any other hit. I'll be damned if I ever allow the fucking Avengers or SHIELD to mess with me again. As for Loki…

"Did you really think it would be that easy to get away from my Darling?" a clone of Loki asks, appearing right before me.

"Fuck you Loki of Asgard. You just lost you the best fuck of your life! Now stay the fuck away from me or I'll castrate up and force you to eat your own dick."

I walk right through his clone with a smirk on my face. I might have gotten the last word in this time, but I doubt this will be the last encounter I have Loki.