Hi everyone! Just wanted to say thanks again to all who have read and reviewed my story! I also just wanted to let you know, that I'm going to be at my grandma's house all of next week, which mean that my internet situation might be a little sketchy, so I'm not really sure when I'll be able to post again :(
WARNING: This chapter contains smut. Its not uber graphic, but it's smut none the less so I thought I should just warn you guys. I've NEVER written smut before, so if it completely sucks, then I apologize in advance.
P.S. I own nothing, except my ideas.
Kate awoke with a start and sat bolt upright, regretting the movement a moment later when her head began to pound incessantly. She snapped her eyes shut and brought her hands up to massage her temples, willing the painful rushing feeling to stop. When she finally was able to open her eyes, she was faced with a rather shocking sight. She was sitting on a massive bed in the center of an equally massive room. One of the most extravagant rooms Kate had ever seen.
"What the hell." Kate mumbled as she continued to rub her temples. This was definitely not the Helicarrier, she thought wryly. Thats when it all came rushing back to her: The explosion on the Helicarrier. The fight in the cargo hold. Loki. Kate's eyes widened in fear as her eyes darted around the room, searching for the green eyed god. When she assured herself that he was no where in the room, she slid silently out of the plush bed. It was then that she realized she was no longer dressed in her SHIELD uniform, but in a flowing green silk nightgown of some sort. She fingered the material in annoyance and distaste, wondering how she had gotten into it while she was unconscious. Pushing the disturbing thought out of her mind, she made her way to the door and pressed her ear against the cool, dark wood, listening for any sound of movement on the other side. When she was satisfied that the coast was clear, she opened the door and stopped short. The room before her was even more massive than the bedroom, with one whole wall made up completely of windows. Windows that overlooked the city of Manhattan in all its glory. Kate glanced around the room to ensure that she was alone before she soundlessly made her way towards the windows, the hem of her nightgown swishing around her ankles with each step she took. The view she was faced with nearly took her breath away. The apartment that she was in was many stories up with a magnificent view of the Chrysler Building as well the Hudson River in the distance. It was at that moment that Kate finally realized where she was.
"Stark fucking Tower." Kate mumbled in disbelief. "Subtle, Loki. Very subtle."
"Subtlety wasn't exactly what I was going for, Agent Poole." Kate turned with a start at the sound the smooth voice too close behind her for comfort. "On the contrary," Loki continued, as he smiled at her indulgently, "I was actually going for the opposite affect, for a god is never subtle." Kate had to resist the urge to roll her eyes.
"Well you hit the nail on the head with this place." She mumbled under breath, as she took in the expensive furnishings and the ten million dollar view. "Not an ounce of subtlety in sight." When she returned her gaze to Loki, she noticed that he was no longer smiling, but staring avidly at her as if she were his next meal. She took an involuntary step back. Apparently play time was over.
"Are you frightened of me, my dear?" Loki questioned as he took yet another step in her direction.
"I'd be a fool not to be." She replied succinctly. It was then that Loki's feral smile returned with a vengeance.
"Smart girl." He murmured as he reached out an elegant hand to stroke her cheek. Kate flinched at the contact, and Loki frowned in annoyance. "But you need not fear me any longer, dear Kate." He reluctantly removed his hand from her cheek. "I had much time to think while I was locked in that infernal cell, and I have come to the decision that once I am King of this pitiful planet, you will stand beside me. As my Queen." Kate's mouth dropped open in shock before she blurted out the first thing that came into her mind.
"No fucking way." Loki stared at her, confused by her comment.
"What do you mean, no?" Loki took another threatening step towards her and grabbed her upper arms in his vice-like grip, his green eyes almost black with anger. "Once I am King, most women will kill to be in your present position."
"Well I am not 'most women.'" Kate ripped her arms from his grasp, not caring any more if she angered him. "You have threatened and almost killed me, along with many other people I know and care about. You are threatening to take over my planet and force your rule on its inhabitants. And now, you've kidnapped me and are holding me prisoner!" She pushed him away from her with all her might. "Why in the name of all that is holy, would I ever want to become your 'Queen', you crazy bastard!" Loki was in front of her in a flash, pushing her against the closest wall before Kate could even take a breath.
"And who said I was giving you a choice in the matter, my love." He gripped her chin firmly, halting her struggles and forcing her to look at him. When he saw fear mixed with anger swimming in her bright blue eyes, he sighed and loosened his grip on her chin. He hung his head, in a gesture which could almost be perceived as guilt. Kate ceased her struggles and stared at him in confusion. Was Loki actually feeling remorse of some kind? Before she could think on it further, she heard Loki whisper,
"You hold me in the palm of your hand, my dear Kate, and yet you don't even realize it." Kate's heart stopped at his comment. She took a deep breath before she replied quietly,
"What are you talking about, Loki?" He suddenly brought both of his hands up to cup her face, raising his gaze to meet hers as he did so.
"You have bewitched me." Loki whispered, his voice wavering slightly. Kate stared at him in confusion. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought he actually harbored genuine feelings for her. Feelings beyond revenge.
"Loki, I-" But she was cut short as Loki brought his lips down to meet hers. He kissed her hungrily, almost frantically, as if he feared that she would disappear at any moment. Kate was too shocked at first to respond, but after a few short seconds of indecision and doubt, she buried her fingers in his raven hair and surrendered herself to his demanding assault. Sensing her compliance, Loki pressed himself even closer to her, while his hands moved from her face to drift down her sides and finally onto her hips. He moved his own hips forward and pressed himself against her center with a groan of pleasure, making Kate shudder in response. Loki repeated the action, and Kate responded by wrapping a leg around his slender hips and digging her nails into his scalp, moaning wantonly against his lips.
A moment later, Loki grew impatient. He suddenly wrapped both arms around Kate's waist and lifted her into his arms, before making his way to the bedroom. Kate was in a sort of daze and didn't even think to struggle against him as her tossed her on the bed and stared down at her, his hands clenched in fists at his sides and his breath coming in heated gasps. Kate stared back at him, her breath equally as uneven and with hunger in her eyes, and that was all the motivation Loki needed. His armor disappeared in mere seconds and Kate was suddenly face with the God of Mischief in all his glory. Her eyes widened and her breathing became even more ragged than before as her eyes took in the figure before her. Before she could even open her mouth to speak, Loki was on top of her, his mouth fuzed to hers and his hands working their way beneath the long skirt of her green nightgown. He rucked the skirt all the way up to her waist, before spreading her legs apart and coming to rest between them. Kate brought her hands up to his shoulders and stroked the pale skin, before pulling his dark head down for a kiss. He complied and kissed her with such passion that Kate thought she might very well explode right there in his arms. His lips moved from hers to trail along her jaw and onto her neck.
Kate wrapped her arms around him and gripped him tightly as he nipped and kissed his way down to her chest, where he suddenly stopped and looked up at her, longing in his eyes. When Kate smiled at him encouragingly, he waved his hand and her nightgown disappeared in a flash, leaving both of them bare. Kate's pulse raced at the contact and Loki groaned before leaning down to kiss her now bared breasts. Kate arched her back and laced her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. Loki growled as he continued his ministrations on her breasts while he reached down, wrapped his hands around her thighs and forced them around his hips. They both moaned at the sudden contact, and before Kate could even protest, Loki thrust into her with a satisfied groan. Kate's thighs tightened like a vice around his hips as she arched up to meet him. Loki raised his head to stare at her as he slowly thrust into her repeatedly.
"You are mine now, Kate." He whispered hoarsely as he moved within her. "Mine." When she offered no response, he grabbed her chin and forced her gaze to his. "Let me hear you say it."
"Yours." She whispered, closing her eyes in pleasure.
"Louder." He ordered, his thrusts becoming faster and harder.
"Yours!" Kate all but screamed as she fell apart in his arms. Loki smiled against her lips as he drove into her mercilessly, sending her over the edge yet again and this time following her with a hoarse yell. He collapsed on top of her, breathing raggedly against her neck as she dug her nails into his back. Realizing that he was probably to heavy for her, Loki attempted to move, but discovered that Kate's legs were still wrapped tightly around his hips. He smiled slightly, before whispering in her ear,
"You can release me now, my little warrior." He lifted his head to gaze at her, brushing her hair from her face as he did so. "The battle is over...for now." Kate released her grip on him and slumped against the pillows, exhausted.
"I still hate you." She murmured petulantly, a childish frown on her face as her eyes drifted shut.
"Of course you do, sweet." Loki replied with a smile before stretching out next to her. He then wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her towards him, where she unknowingly snuggled against his side, her small hand resting on his chest. He pulled a blanket over them and tucked Kate more firmly against him. There were still a few more hours until Fury and his agents would discover his whereabouts and come to try and stop him, but for now, he would hold his sleeping Queen, his Kate, in his arms for a little while longer.
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