Aaliyah paced around her room. Why was this happening to her? What could a god want with her, she wasn't anything special. She was just like anyone else. She just couldn't put it together. There was no way this was real. She crawled back onto the bed and curled up under the blankets as she drifted back to sleep. Perhaps sleep would take this madness from her mind.
Her eyes fluttered open as she felt something glide down her leg and there she was face to face with Loki. She scrambled to prop herself up and found herself entirely exposed. She pulled the blankets up to her neck as she sat there with the god of mischief never taking his eyes off of her.
"Oh look. How red your cheeks are. I can change colour too. Shall I show you?" he said drawing closer.
Aaliyah threw herself off the bed clutching the blanket to her as she was backed into a wall. He placed his arms next to her; trapping her.
"Shall we mix hot with cold?" He whispered placing his forehead against hers, still staring into her blue eyes. "Ah and you grow more red yet. Yes, I quite like this reaction." He murmured. He swiftly snatched the only thing shielding her from his view away.
Aaliyah's breathing quickened as she felt his fingers brush down her neck. His eyes drinking her in.
He smiled slyly. "How I love the little sounds you make when I do this. What other sounds will I elicit from you when I touch lower." His fingers grazed her inner thigh and she gasped her eyes slamming shut as she forgot how to breathe. He stroked her face as their whole bodies were pressed together "How easily I shall extract those moans of pleasure from your lips when you endure my slow delicious torture." He purred in her ear kissing her neck.
Then he pulled away and she was left trembling in the corner alone again.