The Date…


A/N: Welcome back True Believers! If you are reading this… then I guess you liked what futurerustfuture-dust and I have collaborated on! Now the drama continues! Enjoy :)


Monday… Classes went by without a hitch though Loki had that sinking feeling growing in the pit of his stomach as the day wore on. He would see her this afternoon in his medieval era history class. He is so nervous that he almost dumps his Earl Grey tea (with a splash of milk and honey) into his lap at lunch, but thankfully he managed to lean forward quickly enough that the table gets wet and not his grey trousers.

'That would've been embarrassing.' Loki thinks as he mops up the spilt liquid with some napkins.

"Nervous?" Came a smooth calm male voice. Loki looks up to find Professor Coulson smiling down at him neutrally like the man always does. Phil Coulson is the resident psychology professor, and he seems to be quite popular with all his students.

"Just clumsy it seems." Loki says with a short chuckle.

"You're the new history professor?" Coulson offers as he helps Loki by giving him more napkins.

"Yes. My forte is medieval and renaissance history… though I must confess a love for the Shakespearean era, alas, more for the literature than the events happening at that time." Loki says as he finishes the clean up.

"'Nothing is neither good nor evil… but thinking makes it so.'" Coulson quotes.

"Hamlet… one of my personal favorites." Loki smiles.

"It's amusing that our other history professor is Erik Lehnsherr and he teaches Modern History… The Victorian Era up to Today." Coulson then comments and chuckles. Loki raises an eyebrow.

"I suppose I get your meaning, the older man teaches the newer stuff whilst the young man teaches the older happenings." Loki chuckles. A pause stretches between the two men. Loki then sighs as he notes the time on his gold wrist watch. Lunchtime is almost over. "It's been nice chatting with you, Mr. Coulson. If you will excuse me though, I have three more classes before the day is done."

"Don't let the students walk all over you, Mr. Odinson… and welcome to Shield University." The shorter man says with that passive smile of his before walking away.


Loki goes through his next two classes in a half daze. He slips up once in each class while clicking through his power-point presentations and is met with a few chuckles from some of his students.

"Care to elaborate on your comment, Mr. Barton?" Loki says to the snarky boy in back with spiky blonde hair wearing a purple tee shirt with a silver hawk screen-printed on it.

"No, Professor Odinson." Barton says and huffs before reclining in his seat. After that, Loki quickly regains his usual pressing demeanor and asks Barton and the other chuckling students to answer whenever he poses a question to the class. It isn't long before his final class of the day is to start and Loki walks down the long tall corridor to the room. His feet feel heavier, his stomach knots and turns… Can he really go through with taking Natalia out for a date this evening? There is only one way to find out. Then Coulson's 'Hamlet' quote flits through his mind at that exact moment… 'Nothing is neither good nor evil… but thinking makes it so.'

'Dammit all to hell!' Loki thinks as he runs his free hand through his lengthy hair out of habit. He takes a deep calming breath then enters the classroom. A couple of students are seated variously in the back and the ever-lovely Natalia is in her usual spot just to the right of Loki's podium. She is dressed a little more nicely than usual today, a black form fitting top with elbow length sleeves and a low scoop neck to show off her cleavage. Her lengthy red hair is half pulled back and she smiles a sweet innocent smile at Loki as he enters.

'Oh, bloody hell!' Loki thinks, knowing that he is going to be distracted in this class as well, perhaps more so than the other two. He takes a deep breath and exhales as he sits his briefcase down and starts readying for the day's lesson. He manages to avoid staring at Natalia for any length of time before the start of class, though it was a task more difficult than when he was working to get through college.

Class starts and he launches right into it. The day's lesson is about the Spanish Inquisition and the Witch Hunts that followed. When he started around the end of last August… by the time they got to this point in the lesson plan it was nearing Halloween. He had chuckled at that finding it most amusing. Loki discusses about how the Catholic Church had their 'Thought Police' control the populace's beliefs and how they made examples of anyone who didn't conform to their norm. He talks about how Jews, Muslims, even other Christians were hanged, drowned, stoned, and burned to death, not just Witches, though that happened a lot as well.

Before the final bell rang to dismiss the afternoon class, Loki instructs his students to read key chapters from three of the books he had talked about in the lesson. He informs them that the books can be found in the library or simply looked up online and that he wants them to write an essay on how this era has affected modern culture by next Monday. The students grumble and file out of the classroom. Natalia lingers though, the contents of her bag spill out and her books and papers scatter in a line across the floor to bump into Loki's shiny black shoe. He sighs and helps her pick the items up. Soon they are all alone.

"So… you want to take me out for dinner tonight, huh?" She asks dropping the innocent façade. Loki knows she had dumped her bag on purpose.

"Yes, Natalia. If that's quite alright with you?" Loki says in a near whisper.

"Yes, it is." She replies then smiles happily at him.

"Um… be at my place by seven sharp. Dress nice… and I hope you like Italian food, because there's this amazing restaurant downtown and the food is-" Loki rambles on but is suddenly cut off as Natalia's lips crash into his. It is soft and sweet but there is heat to it.

"Will there be 'dessert' after?" She asks in a whisper, her voice breathless and full of lascivious promise. Who needs sweets when he has her? Loki can feel his heart racing in his chest at the sound of her voice.

"Of course." He whispers back without thinking.

"Good. Because I want to take you up on this offer to… 'worship me like a goddess'." Natalia whispers into his ear then pulls away and gently lays one more sweet kiss upon his lips before turning and hurrying off. That's when Loki notices she is wearing those same tight dark jeans from yesterday. He can't help but stare at her ass… he only shakes his head and feels the wave of growing paranoia fill his stomach once again.

He moves to his chair and sits down roughly leaning his head back feeling the exhaustion overwhelm him for a moment. At least he had gotten her to leave without trying to jump his 'bones' again in this room. If he was going to do this… fuck her on a repeated and regular basis… then he'd take Thor's advice and do it in the privacy of his home. Less chance of getting caught that way.

"Is everything alright, Mr. Odinson?" Came a deep clear voice that shocks Loki to his core. His eyes snap open and he controls his movements as he tilts his head back down to look wearily towards the owner of that calm, cool, and collected voice.

"Dean Fury? What an unexpected, yet pleasant surprise." Loki smiles weakly at the towering bald, black man dressed sharply in a fine dark navy suit with a white dress shirt and black silk vest. A tie with dark blue and diagonal gold slashes completes the ensemble. He also wears a black eye patch over his left eye, having lost it in his youth as a soldier. He had been an officer in the American army years ago. It reminds Loki of his adopted father's own eye patch. Fury's steely one-eyed gaze levels on Loki in a very scrutinizing way before he speaks.

"How are you faring here, Mr. Odinson?"

"Very well actually." Loki starts. "It can get weary at times, but that's part of it."

"Most of your students really seem to enjoy your lessons." Fury says as Loki then stands up slowly out of his chair to finish gathering his papers and other items securing them in his briefcase.

"What can I say? I do my best." Loki then smiles once more… this time more genuine as he maintains his calm exterior.

"Did you know some of the underclass female students have started a little 'fanclub' following with you as their focus?" Dean Fury then states.

"What?" Loki says surprised at that and stops abruptly. This is puzzling news indeed. He hasn't noticed anything like THAT. He has noticed a few groups of girls in his various classes that always smiled and giggled when he'd talk to them and they were always so eager to answer questions.

"Yeah, apparently several of them are quite taken with you. It's all over the online forums and Facebook." Fury continues and gives a short chuckle. Loki rolls his eyes at the mention of the banter about him being online.

"That doesn't surprise me. EVERYTHING is online these days." Loki says and clicks his briefcase closed. He then turns to Dean Fury with a pleasant neutral smile on his face. "Give them time and all these young ladies will be swooning over the next new professor or pop singer or actor or whatever… Though, I wish I had been this popular with the ladies back when I was attending college." Loki adds and then laughs. Fury smiles and nods his head as well at the words.

"Glad to hear everything is alright. Phil Coulson thought that with all this silly girl talk going around… and you being tired as well as flustered most of the time lately, well, you can guess what he was pondering." Dean Fury then says as he stands straighter and keeps his eye on Loki who just raises his eyebrows at the thought that Phil Coulson seemed so keen on trying to note his sex life. Loki would have to steer clear of the psychology professor from now on.

"He sounds jealous." Loki jokes. "It's nothing like that though, I can assure you. I've had some recent personal issues to deal with that's all. Everything is in order now, Dean Fury… just feeling drained by it all. Nothing to write home about, I'm afraid." Loki adds and gives a small sigh.

"Very well then. I'm glad you are enjoying yourself here, Mr. Odinson. Keep up the good work. We shape many young idealistic minds here at Shield University… and understanding our Past is key to shaping a better future." Fury says and holds his hand out. Loki grasps it and they both give firm squeezes as they eye one another.

"I couldn't have said it better myself, Dean Fury." Loki says with a warm genuine smile. When the man wasn't being so intimidating, he actually seems amiable… though still cold and distant as Pluto. At least Loki knows who to keep an eye on now. Loki leaves the classroom after a short farewell to Dean Fury and calmly makes his way out the building and to his car. Once inside, all the fear and paranoia fills his mind to bursting.

There was a fan club dedicated to HIM?!

'What the FUCK!'

How did he miss that? Could that be why Natalia is so infatuated with him? Is she the only young lady brave enough to take her simple crush to another level? Could she be spreading rumors about him in secret to these other girls?

"No. She wouldn't dare tell anyone." Loki whispers to himself as he starts his car and drives home… his thoughts racing. He showers and readies himself. The excitement building as the clock ticks away closer to seven.


For awhile he looks at his closet, unsure of what he should wear for their first date, finally he is swayed into donning a green silk dress shirt Frigga bought for him after graduation, along with a plain pair of black slacks, matching bow tie, and a vest of the same color, though it's embroidered with an intricate golden celtic knot design. The gold and emerald cufflinks, another gift from his mother, are slipped on just before he dons the black suit jacket, buttoning it up and scrambling to find his shoes.

Loki looks at his gold wrist watch… 6:45… Natalia should arrive any minute! He slicks his hair down with some gel and debates about pulling it back into a ponytail but then thinks better of that since Natalia really seems to like grabbing his hair, so he just smoothes down the waves as best he can and puts some cologne on… it was a bottle his brother had gotten him for Christmas last year… some fragrance by Gucci called 'Guilty.'

"There's an irony in this." Loki says huffing an exasperated sigh as he eyes the bottle in hand after spritzing himself. He then chuckles. The scent was pleasant and very subtle… and Loki had to confess… he wears it often. He smoothes his hair down once more as he exits his bathroom and makes sure his wallet and cell phone are in his vest pockets. A soft knocking comes from the door then and Loki knows it is Natalia. His heart starts racing and threatens to burst out of his chest. He goes first to his kitchen where he pulls out a single red rose from his nearly empty fridge and then goes to the door. He opens it with a smile and his jaw gapes open when his eyes behold the sight of Natalia.

Under her plush black coat, she is wearing a gorgeous crimson dress that hugs her curves so sinfully that Loki finds himself wondering if they'll make it out of the house before he attacks her. The skirt ends just past her knees and is spilt up both sides and the back. The satin fabric is embroidered in black with straight lines running in slants and spirals over it, like spider webs. A golden ring belt adorns her waist and the buckle looks like an hourglass that is enameled in dark red. She wears elbow length silky black gloves with a garnet-studded gold bracelet on her right hand and a gold watch on the other.

Her hair is loose and falls in gentle waves around her shoulders though the left side is tucked back behind her ear. A large beautiful brooch of gold, black diamonds, and garnets shaped like a Black Widow Spider sits near her left shoulder. Her eyes are shadowed to smoky perfection and her full lips are a glossy deep crimson in color. Beautiful was too much of an understatement to describe her looks tonight.

"Ms. Romanova…. N-Natalia… you look… absolutely stunning this evening." Loki says finally as he finds his voice and swallows hard. He then presents her with the rose and feels so silly doing so. "For you, my gorgeous Natalia." He manages to say smoothly and Natalia's crimson lips curl as she smiles warmly up at him while sniffing the red rose. It was fragrant then she catches a whiff of his cologne.

"Hmm." She hums melodiously. "Gucci Guilty. I LOVE that fragrance." She whispers and her voice is so seductive. Loki swallows once more and his eyes widen. He has to get her out of the house or they'll never make it to dinner!

"Let's eat then." He says and smiles as he pulls on his black trench coat, grabs his keys, locks the front door, and takes her arm. He leads her out into the chilly night to his car. Her black heels clicking on the paved walk way as they go. He opens the passenger door for her and she slides perfectly into the vehicle. Loki gulps as he walks around the back and collects himself mentally for the evening to come. He then gets in, turns the key, and they are off…

"I discovered something today." Loki starts as they head down the street to London's downtown area.

"What's that?" Natalia asks curiously.

"Apparently there's a 'fanclub' dedicated to me that several of the underclass female students have created. Do you know anything about this, Natalia?" Loki goes on, fishing to learn what he can from her.

"I've heard of it… and I understand why they created it." She then turns to look at Loki full on though he can't do more than look at her from the corner of his eye. "You are a very attractive man, Loki." Natalia then states.

"Why… thank you, Natalia." Loki replies though he wishes he could've come up with something smoother to say, but he is just too flustered.

"Most of those girls are silly though." Natalia then says simply.

"How so?" Loki asks, curious of her answer.

"Because none of them have the balls to do what I did to you in the classroom. They all wish and dream about you telling them to stay after class for 'extra credit' but they could never get the nerve up to actually fuck you on your desk." She answers and he can see her wink at him from the corner of his eye. Then her right hand is on his left thigh, stroking and teasing with gentle caresses… moving higher and higher to his groin. Loki swallows hard.

"Please, Natalia… wait until after we leave the restaurant then you can pull my cock out and suck it if you so desire." Loki says to persuade her though he regrets his words instantly… it was either that or walk into a nice eatery with his sizable erection tenting his black slacks. Getting a blow job on the way back home is the lesser of two evils, and Loki prefers it.

"Promise?" Natalia asks as she smiles innocently.

"Promise." Loki says and finds himself smiling. 'What am I doing? I'm out on a date with one of my students! And on top of that, I just gave her permission to give me head on the way back to my place after dinner!' He just sighs at the thoughts and tries to relax.

'It's just dinner.' He keeps telling himself. 'And she's already sucked me off… It's not like I'm 'forcing' her to do any of these things.' He wonders if he'll ever get used to this whole situation… especially if they keep it up for any great length of time. 'Can I even plan a future with her in it?' His Mind questions his Heart. He'd like to think so, but nothing good ever lasts for him. Sooner or later, she'll get bored and move on to the next man or Fate will intervene in some other way. Loki sighs at that thought. He feels a reassuring pat on his leg then.

"Don't worry… I haven't told anyone about us and I don't plan to. If anyone asks, I'll say we are on a friendly outing." Natalia says to sooth his troubled mind.

"Thank you, Natalia." He says and smiles at her. 'But that just screams 'we are fucking each other' to everyone else.' He finishes in his mind.

In no time at all, Loki finds an open spot near the restaurant and parks. It's well lit in this area so they are less likely to get mugged… but that is the least of his concerns. Loki suddenly realizes that any one of his fellow professors… or god-forbid, Dean Fury, himself… could be dinning here tonight. Loki swallows his nerves down and prays to anyone who might be listening that he doesn't run into any of the other University faculty here tonight! Especially not Phil Coulson! They enter and so far the coast is clear. They are seated at a nice two-seater table near the back in a dimly lit area… Perfect!

"So is this a special Valentine's Day outing for the beautiful couple?" The waiter asks friendly with a warm smile as he lights the candle in the center of the table. Loki is stunned. He has been so wrapped up in things that he hasn't really noticed that today is Valentine's Day. Of course, he's never really paid attention to this 'holiday' either what with being alone most of the time for it anyways.

"And what can I get the couple to drink?" The waiter then asks.

"I'll have a glass of water and a glass of your sweetest red wine, please." Natalia asks and Loki gives her a suspicious look.

"And would the gentleman like the same?"

"Why not?" Loki then says. He is slightly amazed that the waiter doesn't check their I.D.'s… but oh well. Natalia does seem much older than she really is, Loki has to admit. Their drinks are served and Natalia savors her red wine like a professional wine taster.

"I LOVE sweet red wine." Natalia explains after she sees the look in his green eyes. She smiles and eyes him as she gulps half of the glass down in one swig.

"I can see." Loki says with raised eyebrows. He then fidgets with his napkin and thinks of something to say. "So… Natalia. Aside from sweet red wine and me… what are your other interests?"

"Ballet. I used to dance when I was little… but that all changed when-" She starts and trails off with a sad sigh. Her bright blue eyes lower as her voice gets small. Concern crosses Loki's face at this. He didn't mean to upset her.

"What happened? If I may be so bold as to ask, that is?" He then inquires softly… pressing, but not hard, to hear what she has to say.

"My parents died before I was ten. You see, I'm part of a very wealthy family back in Russia and my parents died in a plane crash on business." Her voice is small and quiet. Loki has to strain just to hear her over the chatter of the restaurant. She then continues.

"I was adopted by a man who was supposed to be a close friend of my parents, but he just wanted a cut of the substantial trust fund that they had left me in case they died. After I graduated High School early this past December at seventeen, I was legally able to read my parents Will on my own and discovered he had no claim to my trust fund and so I packed up and left here… for London." Natalia sighs and relaxes into her chair. She then smiles her signature sexy smile at him. "So far it has proven to be much better here than in St. Petersburg." Loki can't help but smile at that.

"Seventeen? I thought you were eighteen." Loki whispers nervously after realizing fully what she had just said. Now he feels worse than ever… knowing he's been with an underage girl!

"I am eighteen, silly." Natalia says then and winks at him. "My birthday is in January."

"The Spring semester started in early January though, so when exactly is your birthday, Natalia?" Loki asks a bit sternly as his left eyebrow raises.

"The twenty-third." She answers simply with a smirk. Loki shakes his head then takes a deep swig of his wine. That means… when he first seen her, and first thought about her, she WAS underage! Oh yeah, it was a certainty… Loki was going to Hell. He slumps in his seat and rests his face in his palms. He then shakes his head slowly.

"It's okay, Loki. I'm of age now. Besides you should feel so lucky… most older men fantasize about being with a younger lady." Natalia then adds trying to entice him, but she is really just making him feel worse instead.

"Unlike most 'older men' I have morals and standards… though you do seem to really enjoy getting me to push those limits." Loki retorts a bit cynically.

"You love it and you know it." She quips and smiles as she peeks her tongue out at him. Loki can't help but smile and chuckle at that.

"Adopted, huh?" He then says changing the subject. "Interesting… considering I was adopted as well." Loki says smoothly and watches Natalia for her reaction. Her left eyebrow rises ever so slightly then her face returns to that sultry look. "I haven't a clue as to who my original parents were so nothing dramatic there, but my adopted family had decided to keep the fact of my adoption from me until I was in High School. Needless to say… I found out on my own while looking at my birth certificate. I was born in Iceland but was raised here in Britain by my Norwegian family. Comical, I know." Loki then sighs and gathers his thoughts before continuing.

"At first, I hated my family… I hated them all so very much for lying to me. Thor and I had been close as children… thick as thieves we were." Loki chuckles then frowns once more. "Then I hated him. Throughout college, we were estranged. Our father paid for his way completely… but since I had been so 'obstinate'… Father declared that I had to make my own way." Loki says hotly then downs the rest of his wine in one swig. He sighs sadly.

"My adopted family is very well off, financially, mind you… but I was determined to do my best and graduate college so I could do what I wanted to do… Teach. I did it. I made my own way, and it was a hard struggle, but I did it on my own!" Loki then chuckles and smiles mirthfully as he looks at Natalia sitting across from him looking so gorgeous in the candlelight.

"I started on at Shield University in time for the start of the Fall Semester last year… but just barely. I'm still 'the new guy' to my fellow professors but I like to think I have a handle on things now… though you have thrown quite the monkey wrench into my plans. It's not an all together unpleasant circumstance, but I wish I could've met you sooner, Natalia." He then finishes as he starts sipping at his cold ice water.

"I'm here now." She retorts softly and smiles. Loki feels her foot, free of her shoe, slide up the inside of his right leg. He is grateful that the tablecloth hides the act but he is still worried that someone will notice. His eyes dart around the room looking at people's faces… no one is looking at him… no one but Natalia. She smiles mischievously from her seat on the other side of the table as her foot trails higher.

"Natalia?" Loki says with a smile. He is starting to feel the flush from the wine.

"Yes, Loki?" Natalia says seductively.

"Remember our promise for the car ride back to my place?" He inquires.

"Vividly." She says and licks her red upper lip readily.

"That applies until we get back to the car after dinner." Loki adds and smiles. Natalia's foot drops suddenly.

"You're no fun." She pouts mockingly and Loki can't help but smile for she looks so adorable right now. He chuckles in spite of himself from the wine. It has been awhile since he last drank any alcohol… so his tolerance is fairly low.

"You say that now… but you'll change your mind later tonight." Loki says with a wink to her. He chuckles again realizing that the wine has loosened his tongue. He runs a hand through his hair at that thought.

"For being so nervous around me all the time, you certainly have a silver tongue just waiting to say the most… delightful things to me." Natalia says as she eyes Loki eagerly. Loki gives a short laugh at that.

"You have no idea, my dear lovely Natalia." Loki then says. His voice deeper, darker, and more enticing.

"Promises, promises." She whispers and sips at her water… and it is at that moment, that their food arrives. Chicken fettuccini alfredo for both which they eat in relative silence, only speaking to compliment the food. Just as they finish up and Loki is waiting for the check, a familiar face appears.

"Well, look who it is!" The tall, broad blonde in an American Army uniform, minus the hat, says as he approaches. Loki is surprised to see one of Thor's college buddies here in London and in this very restaurant!

"I thought you went back to America to fight in that silly war on terror… Corporal Rogers?" Loki starts with a slight edge in his voice though his smile is friendly. Out of all of Thor's friends… Steve Rogers had been the friendliest to him. The handsome blonde was always polite and had made sure that Thor included Loki in whatever 'group activity' Thor's other friend, Tony Stark, had concocted them all to do. Rogers was the only friend of Thor's that Loki could call a friend as well.

"It's Captain Rogers now. I've even got a few medals too." Rogers beams with pride as he stands straighter. He then notices Natalia and his blue eyes nearly pop out of his head. Loki smiles and holds back the chuckle that is building within him.

"Ma'am." Captain Rogers says with his most dashing smile as he takes her offered right hand and kisses her gloved knuckles gently. Natalia smiles sweetly up at the soldier and Loki feels a pang in his heart at the sight. Rogers then turns back to Loki after a moment or two with a new smile on his face. "I'm in town for Stark's big party this weekend. Please tell me you'll be there?"

"I will be attending, so yes… Captain Rogers, you shant miss my pretty face." Loki teases. Rogers laughs and shakes his head.

"You've been drinking." He says to Loki then turns to Natalia. "Be warned… he gets snarky when he does that and when he gets drunk! Whew! You don't want to see that! Or maybe you do? Because he strips off all his clothes only to get way too touchy-feely. Believe me, I know first hand." Rogers winks at Natalia. She giggles.

"You make me out to be some sort of perverted monster, Rogers! I'm hardly that bad." Loki says in surprise and feigned offense then lowers his head in embarrassment as people from nearby tables start to look their way. He hides his face with his hand.

"Anywhoo… you should bring your girlfriend here to the party." Captain Rogers then says and Loki's eyes snap up to the soldier in surprise and horror.

"I'd love to go." Natalia beams merrily.

"Great! Then I'll see you two lovebirds there. Happy Valentine's Day!" Rogers says with a wide grin and gives Loki a wink then the handsome soldier is striding off.

"He was nice." Natalia comments.

"He always is." Loki replies with a smirk.

"So what does he mean by you get 'too touchy-feely'? Did you get touchy-feely with Captain Rogers?" Natalia asks in a hushed tone. The mischief in her blue eyes makes them seem to sparkle in the low light. Loki's face flushes. Her eyebrows raise high. "You did." She whispers excitedly.

"What? I-I was drunk and it was Stark's idea to play that silly 'spin-the-bottle' game after we'd all had way too much to drink." Loki explains in a hushed tone. Natalia smiles at the thought of seeing Loki drunk and hitting on the very good looking Captain Rogers.

"Ooooo… did your spin land on the handsome Captain Rogers?" She then asks.

"Actually… his spin landed on me." Loki whispers with a slight piteous moan and he slumps into his chair as his cheeks blaze red. "And then he… well, he kissed me… and for the rest of the night I teased him. I felt so embarrassed about it all the next morning. It's like I become some other person when I get too much alcohol in me." Loki then sighs and gets a bit gloomy.

"Now I wish I'd been there… that would've been hot to see." Natalia says and bites her lower lip as she eyes Loki. He, however, does not share her enthusiasm. Though he was drunk at the time, he remembered everything that happened. The kiss had led to talking about Rogers' very cut and bulky physique which Loki had ran his hands over all night while Rogers paraded around shirtless… having been dared to do so by Loki, of course! Loki couldn't bring himself to recall the rest of what had happened after everyone retired for the night… he could, but not right now… now he had Natalia to take home. Loki smiles at her then and it is full of promised desire. He pays, leaves a generous tip, and they leave the restaurant. Soon they are driving back to his place in the London suburbs.

"So… Captain Rogers… and you… kissed. Hmm… did you do more?" Natalia then purrs seductively as she runs her right hand up Loki's thigh in slow strokes.

"You could say that." Loki answers and swallows. She just isn't going to drop that. A mischievous glint then twinkles in his eyes. "It's a secret between he and I… if I were to tell you, then I'd have to kill you." Loki says in mock seriousness then chuckles as her hand stops. At first he thinks he has offended her, but before he can apologize, she grabs his cock through his pants with a tight squeeze that rips a gasp from his lips. He was already half hard by the time they had started down the road so her hand finds him easily enough. He swerves slightly but regains control of the wheel.

"So… tell me then… who was on top?" Natalia asks and her voice is slightly deeper, perfect. She adds a little more pressure to get Loki to talk. He moans and squirms in his seat trying hard to focus on the road as she increases the pressure on his now fully hard cock.

"Him." Loki breathes in a hushed whisper and at that she releases him. Loki sighs and starts to normalize his breathing… but suddenly both her hands are working his trousers and before he knows it… his cock is free and disappears inside her mouth as she leans down. Loki quickly works the seat back slightly so her head isn't against the steering wheel and he then leans his seat back. He is so very thankful he has long arms. One of the many benefits to being 6'2"!

"Oh, Natalia." Loki moans repeatedly as he tries really hard to focus on driving while she swirls her tongue around the head of his dick. She sucked him the entire way… and to Loki's credit, he drove perfectly… most of the time.

"So then I take it you did that to him?" She then asks with a mischievous smirk.

"Not in a car. And he did that to me as well." He answers breathlessly and zips his trousers up and fastens his belt. He then turns to her and eyes her ravenously. "Time to go to bed, Ms. Romanova." He smiles at her.

"Lead the way." She says. Loki gets out and opens her door. He helps her out and they both practically run to his front door. He fumbles with his keys momentarily, cursing the whole time then giving a triumphant chuckle as he slides the key home and opens his door. He allows her to enter first then follows. Once inside, his arms wrap around her waist and he pulls her back against his chest to kiss the exposed left side of her neck and she moans slightly.

"No more talk of the good Captain. Now there is only you, my sweet little… Spider." Loki whispers into her ear as he looks down at her brooch. His voice is deeper and said in a near growl. Natalia smiles at his pet name for her. Loki then pulls away only to unzip her dress at the back and trace his fingers over the exposed flesh. He notices she is wearing a black lacey bra.

She turns and their lips met in a frenzied kiss fueled by the remnants of the wine and the thoughts of Loki with Captain Rogers. Loki leads her to his bedroom though they are still locked at the lips. Once the door is open and the light on his nightstand clicked on… her dress is on the floor leaving her in her gloves, heels, jewelry, and black lacey bra complete with matching panties.

"What did I do to deserve such a heavenly sight as this?" Loki asks as he drinks in the sight of her standing seductively so before him.

"Who said I was an angel?" She says and her voice is all dark and full of lust.

"Then if this is sin, I don't want to be righteous." Loki quips with a wicked smile and quickly removes his jacket and vest. Natalia removes his bow tie while he undoes his dress shirt's buttons. She then unbuckles his belt as he steps out of his shoes. His slacks drop to the floor and he is bare. Natalia eyes his pale lean frame, drinking in the sight of him completely nude for once. He has some muscle to him though he isn't big and bulky like Thor or Rogers. His arousal is evident through the dark nest of pubic hair at his groin. It isn't bushy and it trails off thinning out as the line runs up to his belly button.

"Beautiful." She whispers as her eyes meet his and she kisses Loki deeply. Her gloved hands flow over his pale body becoming more acquainted with this beautiful man's flesh. He lays her down slowly upon his bed as they continue to kiss and she grabs at his back and shoulders. They break away only so that Loki can reposition her on the bed. She starts to move so as to kick off her heels but Loki stops her.

"Leave them on." He says with his deep growl. He then kisses her neck, tasting her skin behind her ear as his tongue trails down then up. He listens to her moan so prettily as his right hand traces her curves like a blind man reading brail. He massages her breasts as he kisses his way down, even nipping and sucking on them through her bra as he works his way further down still. He kisses and licks her stomach then slips down between her thighs.

He takes a moment to inhale the scent of her as he hooks his thumbs under her panties at her hips and pulls them down slowly. Her lacey panties stick to her wet clean-shaven womanhood. He throws the panties behind him, not caring where they wind up and kisses his way down the inside of her thigh. He wants to kiss his way down the other thigh in equal measure, but a quick glance to his alarm clock on his nightstand reads 9:54. He has to be up at seven am at the latest! So he has to be quick while maintaining sensuality. She moans as he continues to kiss down one thigh and trace the other with his fingertips. Her thighs then spread to their widest exposing her swollen clit in the soft pink folds of her womanhood, so Loki dives in swirling his tongue artfully around the pink nub and causing Natalia to cry out in pleasure.

"Ahh! OH LOKI! Oooohhh! YES!" Natalia moans and screams as he brings her to the edge and pushes her over it by sliding two fingers inside of her. She shivers and writhes under him as he works his nimble fingers inside of her and he suckles on her clit. She cums suddenly and the explosion of wetness is intoxicating to Loki. He pulls his face from her quivering quim to smile up at her as he licks his lips clean. He then moves up the bed and positions himself just so over her so that as he rocks his hips… he teases her with his throbbing cock on her now sensitive clit.

"How bad do you want me, Natalia?" He asks darkly as he gazes down at her. Her legs rub against his side and he feels the heels scratch at the skin of his legs. Her hands rummage through his hair.

"Badly… very, very badly." She whispers her voice gone husky and seductive as she wiggles slowly below him. Loki smiles at her words and rolls his hips back more and more until his cock lowers. Natalia then rolls her hips up to catch the tip in just the right spot… and Loki slides slowly inside of her. She is tight and wet and so very warm inside. She moans as he fills her with every inch of his impressive manhood.

"Oh, Natalia." Loki whispers softly as he starts to thrust at an even pace in and out of her. Natalia's legs wrap around his slim waist and her hands pull at his hair. 'It won't be long.'

"Not yet!" Loki says under his breath and pulls out. The move surprises Natalia and suddenly she finds herself on her hands and knees on top of the dark green comforter. She doesn't have time to ask any questions, she only moans as Loki pushes into her fluidly from behind and starts with hard thrusts. Her moans became cries of ecstasy as she arches her back, lifting her ass higher, pushing her chest lower, and her head goes back. Loki grips her hips and even slides his right hand down between her thighs to play with her clit. Her cries became wanton screams then and she quickly finds her voice as she starts yelling something in Russian. Loki doesn't have a clue as to what the words mean but he can feel her tightening down upon him as she gets wetter and wetter, as well as louder and louder. He loses himself to the pleasure as his mind empties for a moment… one splendid moment of sheer bliss.

"OH GOD! NATALIA!" Loki cries out as he cums inside of her. His body spasms and his thrusts lose rhythm though they are still hard. He then stops altogether and wraps his arms around her stomach lifting her to rest against his chest. His hands flow lazily over her curves and massage her breasts. He feathers her neck with kisses then turns her face until their lips meet. The kiss is soft and sweet though their tongues swirl around each other languidly. He then rests his head on her shoulder as he holds her close and tight.

"Oh, my little Spider… I never want to be rid of you." Loki whispers and holds her a minute longer before they part. Natalia immediately turns around and sucks him clean. It almost makes him hard again but a quick look to the clock… 11:34… and he knows its bed time. He turns the light off as she kicks her heels to the floor and they work their way under the comforter. Natalia snuggles up against Loki's left side as he lays on his back. Her head is over his heart, and Loki plays with her hair as he looks down at her in the dark.

"Please tell me, Natalia, that you are on birth control?" Loki inquires curiously. The absolute last thing he needs right now is for her to wind up pregnant.

"Of course. I would've put a condom on you the first time if I wasn't." She says lazily from his chest and snuggles in closer.

"What about STDs?" Loki then asks nervously.

"I know for a fact I'm clean." Natalia replies. "Afraid you'll give me something?"

"No. Just being cautious." Loki whispers and starts to doze off.

"You were right?" Natalia suddenly says snapping Loki back to wakefulness.

"About what?" He asks sleepily.

"You are fun in bed." She says and chuckles. Loki smiles then closes his eyes once again, and in a few minutes the two pass out into restful sleep.