Tired eyes met her own as she pulled his large frame from his bed. The sounds of water running in his bathroom filled her ears as the frost giant before her bared his full weight on her. He looked like nothing she had ever seen before. His raven hair was slick to his face, a layer of sweat covering the rest of his body. His pajama bottoms hung lowly on his hips, exposing the lovely V that she admired time upon time. Loki's breath was ragged, his night terror ever so evident to her.
"I've got you Loki, you're safe. I promise." He nodded softly. It always scared her when he was like this. Loki was so full of energy all the time, whether it was picking on her or coming up with brilliant ways to help Tony on his latest inventions and then withholding those thoughts until Tony left the room. When he was like this though, he barely had enough energy to hold his head up by himself. She knew he was using his magic to conceal how weak he was right now. He would never let the mortals know how truly weak he could be, but after just twice of her seeing him like this he gave in. He stopped putting on a show and became weaker than her. Something he absolutely hated with every fiber of his being, but he knew she would not use it against him. She would care of him like she promised to do. He had never put so much trust into someone. Not even his own brother.
She set him with his back against the stone wall. His bathroom was much different than the rest of his floor. The stone was white with silver fixtures. A large bath tub that could easily fit the two of them sat in the middle against a wall that seemed out of place. Her hand felt the warm water, making sure it was the perfect degree for the frost giant.
"Stay still. I don't want you falling over." She smiled down at him, seeing a small smile of his own. She reached under the sink and pulled a small bottle of lavender soap that Thor had gotten for her on his last trip to Asgard. With two simple drops into the bath she could see Loki inhale, breathing in the familiar scent of home. The same lavender smell of his childhood with this mother. She stood him against her, pushing the elastic of his pants down his more than firm rear. She inhaled as she felt his member against her stomach before exhaling shakily. She had never hidden her desire for him, though she never acted upon it either. She made an effort to always have a professional relationship with him. Though at times Loki had a much different idea, and after their relationship had evolved to this point she was happy to oblige.
"Thank you, ástin mín." She nodded against his chest, listening to his breath as she held him so he didn't slip falling into the bath.
"`Ástin Min, may I ask you something?" He spoke softly as he lowered himself into the water.
"Anything Loki." She replied, her eyes tracing the bulge of every muscle under his skin. The way it tensed at the sight burn as the water covered his exposed skin. His eyes closed for a second, as he laid his head back against the edge of the bathtub a small sigh falling from his lips. She smiled as she grabbed the wash cloth and dipped it in the water.
"Why did you take this job? I've read it from your thoughts, but I've never heard it from you." His question struck a nerve but none the less she answered.
"Because if I hadn't, I would no longer be alive Loki." She looked away from him, grabbing his arm and running the wash cloth across the pale skin. She could feel the muscles reacted to her blunt answer.
"Why would you end your life?" He sat up ever so slightly, grabbing he chin between his fingers and forcing her to stop her work on his arm. Their eyes met, his searching for any sign of lies, but he would find none. Just as she would find worry for her in his eyes every time they met.
"Well I had no job, I was kicked out of school, lost my apartment and I have no family. What did I have to live for Loki?" She shrugged her shoulder, closing her eyes slightly, trying to avoid his glare.
"That is no reason. People come from far worse Amelia." A sense of sterness was present in his voice as he stared down at the girl. He had never truly known the sadness in her voice until she spoke those words.
With a smile upon her face she simply looked at the god, running her hand through his raven hair she nodded, "I know that Loki, I have a new meaning in life and I'm thankful every day for it. We have saved each other Loki."
With a simple nod of his head and a rub of her chin with his thumb he smiled and rest his head back once more. She continued to bath him, taking special care on his hips and shoulders from his tossing and turning. His slight moans and heavy breathing met her eyes as he sank deeper into the bath, pushing against her hand for the comfort they were bring him. Her fingers worked her green apple shampoo (How it had gotten in there she'd have to ask later) through his long locks, laughing slightly under her breath at how he melted like snow through her fingers when she washed her hair.
"Amelia, I'm sorry to ask this but..." He trailed off staring at the impressive member between his legs that was standing at its full length.
"Oh Loki," She trailed off. Very rarely did he crave another's touch, at least as far as she knew but now, now he was practically begging her. He breath was uneven for a whole new reason than once before, before was the terror of his sleep but now it was an undeniable want. The vein along his member was practically busting at the seams with how hard he was.
"You don't have it, not if you don't want to." He looked away, the god with the largest ego she had ever seen had actually blushed and looked away. His thumbs knuckle was stuck between his teeth, a nervous habit he had when he felt she would deny him. She smiled, shaking her head and set the washcloth to the side of bathtub. Her hand rest upon his leg at first, making his head fall back and a soft sigh fall from his lips. Her hand wrapped around him, the velvet feeling of his skin, hard yet soft against her smooth hand. His breathing had already become ragged, his hips lifting to meet her hand.
"Anything for the God of mischief," She spoke giggling under her breath, leaning in to whisper in his ear. She could feel the rose buds under her blue bra becoming more taunt with every moan that fell from his lips, the moisten button under her light pink panties, being rubbed each time she shifted her heel under her. Her own breath picked up as her hand picked up its strokes against his member. His hands were turning white with the grip he held on the edge of the bath tub.
"Undress, please please, undress. You can leave your underwear on for all I care, but I need to see your body." He spoke, thought it sounded like a request she knew it was a demand. She stopped her hand movements and easily stripped every strand of clothing except her underwear, making him moan under his breath. She did love to tease him by hiding the two parts of her body he wanted to see most. Before she knew it, her back was against the shower wall, hot water pulsing down their bodies barely making it in between the space between them. His hands hand found the front of her panties, sliding down as her hand found his member once more. He circled the harden button as he ripped her bra from its position. His lips found the right one, sucking as he circled his tongue.
"Fuck Loki!" She couldn't believe the amount of wetness between her legs, the heat that pooled there. Her movements became jerky, his thrust meeting each one. He slid two fingers deep in the crevasses of her body as his thumb continued its assault. The muscles under his skin were contracting with his every thrust. Their lips met, swallowing each other's moans. Her hips meet his hands, just as his met hers. Both of them falling deeper and deeper into their desire, stopping only when they fell into the ecstasy of their want. Loki's cum was hot on her skin, a contrast to his ice cold skin. She released her teeth from his shoulder, an act she hadn't even realized she did. A copper taste was present making her gaze upon his now bleeding shoulder.
"Oh my god Loki I am so sorry." She pushed him back, into the water, washing away the blood to see a perfect bite mark.
"Never apologize. I know sometimes my request are unreasonable, but you never seem to mind." He winked down at her, causing a blush to form, "I am hard to deal with at times. I forget that there is someone who cares for me, but know I am always thankful. I thought you said you'd never engage in a physical relationship with me." He teased, a smirk present.
"Do you want me to stop?" She teased back, standing on her tip toes and pushing her chest out to seem more intimating though they both knew it was a lie.
"No never, I think it's quite crucial to my recovery." He laughed, an actually laugh that made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. His lips captured hers once more, in an innocent kiss, before leaving her. With a wave of his hand her soaps appeared along the still warm shower wall. She smiled, and inhaled deeply. She never pictured her life to be like this, but it didn't mean she wasn't grateful. Sure there was bad, but with Loki there was a lot of good.