OK, I could not leave you with that boring chapter...you might end up getting bored with Stockholm and will not continue on. So here is an explosive chapter seven for you. In the words of my favorite 90s girl group, this chapter is "crazy, sexy, cool." (TLC reference)
Now, during the dance scene, the song is "Listen to your heart" (the Edmee Unplugged version)
ALERT! = For those of you that get squeamish, there is a scene of questionable material toward the end. At the asterixes (*), skip to the last section. During that scene, listen to "Secrets" by OneRepublic.
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Chapter Seven - Sleeping with the enemy
It was the end of yet another weekend and Jane had decided that she should walk into school and grade all her papers so she did not have to carry them back and forth. It was smart because she got everything done and her shoulder was not killing her.
A couple of her students must have her class because they addressed her by name. She was almost to her car that was parked on the curb and nearly climbed in when she finally who she was looking for.
Luke Kenton was walking on the sidewalk and it appeared that he was lost in thought. He was staring around the sky above him with his hands shoved into his pockets while amiably traveling down the concrete path.
His pale complexion surrounded him in a glowing essence and was contrasted against his black shirt and jeans.
"Luke," she called out to him.
Loki had known that he had better stick close to the campus area when he was not staked out in Jane's apartment. He figured his target would eventually locate him there. As a master strategist, he would have come looking for his target there as well.
And she came like a moth to a flame.
He turned at the calling of his pseudo and saw Jane was walking from her vehicle toward him at a light sprint.
"Ms. Foster," he said her name.
"Jane," she corrected him.
"Oh yes, Jane," he corrected himself. "How are you?"
"I am well. I have been looking for you."
"You have," he replied with a smile, wondering why this mortal would be looking for him and not opposite. "How can I assist you today? I am however not going to be going to jail again to do set errand, will I?"
Jane giggled. "Not unless drinking coffee is considered a crime nowadays?"
He chuckled. "I have to be honest though, I am not a coffee drinker unlike most of the students around here." It was true. Loki had never tasted this beverage coffee before. He wondered what it was that they were going to go drink. "But I suppose I am up for an adventure."
She smiled again. "I know this place off campus if you would like. My car is right over there."
"Then I would be gracious to accept your invitation," he told her.
They walked to her car and climbed inside. It was another tight fit for someone who was tall as he was, but he made it work since they would not be going far.
He couldn't believe that Jane Foster was actually falling for his ruse in wanting to spend time with him. He thought he would have to keep luring her in a little more, but one rescue from the students who were attempting to accost her must have been enough.
After ordering a glass of tea which he knew and had consumed many a times with his mother and in New Mexico, he waited patiently for Jane's exotic coffee drink to be made and they took a seat near the back corner of the coffee house. He wanted a little privacy as they started talking.
"So, when did you move to New York?" she asked him.
And so the questions would begin. Loki knew that he would need to tread this path lightly. Give her the truth, but not in so much detail. If all went according to the way he depicted it, Jane would be sucked into his trap; unable to climb out.
"Oh not too long ago," he replied. "Got into a huge battle with my older brother and afterward, our father took his side so I decided to just "let go" and start anew somewhere else."
"Sounds sad," she told him as she took a sip of her coffee, getting foam on her upper lip that she wiped away with a napkin. "What were you and your brother fighting about?"
"I wanted to lead…" He paused to think about changing his words so he continued to play her. "I wanted to be the head in our family's business, but my father always favored my brother over me. However, my brother went off to do his own things and my father got sick. It was then it was revealed to me that I was adopted into their family. My big brother was brutish and arrogant. It was not what our family needed in control."
"I can understand," she said. "Did you ever meet your real father?"
"Right before all this tragedy with my family, my brother took me and I met the person who was my father was actually a monster." Yes, this was going very smoothly. "He had abandoned me inside a temple church. My step-father did treat me well, but he honestly knew that I was not his son. Just another thing that explains why my life is so screwed up, to put it bluntly."
"So you ran away because of your father?" she asked.
"I ran away because my father was disappointed in me and was going to side with my brother who returned from his bender," Loki continued his made up story to impress Ms. Foster. "I am not going to stand idly by while my brother continues to suppress me anymore." He finished his tea.
They sat there in a brief silent moment.
"I am sorry," he said to break the pattern with her. "I just get a little emotional when it comes to my family."
"It's OK," she said. "I had my parents until I was a teen. They were killed in a car crash about ten years ago."
This shocked him. He had his parents, but she did not have hers. It could be something that he could use to earn her trust.
"I am sorry for your loss," he told her.
"Thank you," she replied.
She finished drinking their coffee and headed out for a walk. They were walking down the street, just conversing about everything from their lifestyles, what their dreams were, and just random things they observed.
He continued in his lies, and it was clear that she was entertained by him. For being as intelligent as she claimed, she really was quite ignorant.
Jane actually got to be talking about Thor, even if she did not mention him by name. She had described him as a lost soul who needed redemption for something he had done. She had assisted him in gaining his confidence back.
He did not need to know all this because he had seen everything that his brother did and saw. He however continued to play into her hands so she felt like she was in control of this situation.
What she did not know was that he was the puppet-master playing with her heart-strings.
Loki could not believe how simple it was that he was luring Jane into trusting him to this point. Eventually, with more time and delicacy, she would trust him with her life. If he had that, she would be easy to manipulate and eventually eliminate.
His current approach with this mortal was to build her up and then eventually crush her hopes and dreams. Then when she would beg for her life, he would oblige.
He could not believe how much time had passed. They eventually got hungry and they decided to take in a meal and more drinks. She ordered them some burgers and fries with a couple of beers.
The alcohol was extremely appealing to him, but the food was interesting. Midgardians enjoyed eating this on a daily basis. Loki thought back his history of this realm, reminding himself that it was no wonder why they were having an epidemic of overweight deaths.
Jane Foster stared at him with a sparkle in her eyes that he had never seen before from a woman. What was she thinking beyond those spheres?
There was a lovely musician playing piano in the corner a hypnotic tune of romance.
Loki slipped out of the booth and placed out a hand.
"What?" she asked.
"For rescuing me from a night in jail," he said, "I would like a dance with you."
"Oh I don't know," she replied.
"Come now," he said and took her hand in his, yanking her from the seat.
They danced in the middle of the rustic floor. One hand rested at her side while he brought the other one to his shoulder level.
They slid side to side and around in a circle.
Jane looked up and he was able to pierce her very soul behind her radiant spheres. She gazed into his eyes, unable to read him, but he knew everything about her.
He played with her, twirling around a couple times before he retracted her back into his arms.
Her state was no doubt getting to her as she leaned into him closer. Jane's ear rested right on his chest.
Loki wanted to laugh, but he could not let her know that he was leading her on.
Finally her intentions came to the surface as her face moved closer to his. His hands moved to delicately touch her chin and the outline of her profile.
Within a matter of moments their mouths delicately met. He played it very carefully by kissing and releasing her soft, berry flavored lips multiple times; so not to be seduced by her.
He wanted to be the seducer, the one to draw Jane Foster in for the kill.
They released as their noses nuzzled along the other. "Want to get out of here?" she asked at a whisper.
And this brought a smile to his face.
* The apartment * (Skip here if squeamish / Return at the asterix below)
They retreated to the downtown core where the student frat and sorority house row was located. They both knew exactly where they were going.
Home.
Their mouths were locked as Loki pushed her up against the door. He was lost in his emotions. Why was he losing control over himself? It did not help that his target was beautiful, but her aura that he was drinking in was intoxicating.
Even if he was getting lost in her, at least he would strike at his brother's heart by taking the body of his lover.
Jane got the door open and they were inside.
"Wait," she said. "I am sorry about this."
"Sorry for what?" he asked as she tried to get him to stop kissing her.
Her hand was over his mouth. "I feel as though I am taking advantage of you," she told him. "First the coffee date, then talking about my life, dinner, drinks, that dance...and now I have you here. I am just not that kind of girl."
He guided her face to look at him. "I know you are not," he told her, "but just for now, surrender to your inhibitions and save your aching heart."
She looked up at him, her eyes darting back and forth in scanning his face.
"Why is it when I look up at you I feel like you are not telling me everything?" she asked.
This woman was also intuitive as well. She truly was a gift worth playing with for a long time to come.
Loki took a hand and held her chin to keep her face locked on his. "If I told you everything all at once, there would be no alluring moments left to share. This would not be happening."
She was his; he could feel it throughout his body.
Jane wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and sprung into his arms to where he grasped her tightly in his embrace.
He located the bed that was up against the windows that looked out over the street. He had noticed that the small skylight allowed the moon to shine down upon the bed as well.
Loki forced his body to push and pin hers down to the padding. He reached and slipped off her flannel over-shirt and then the thin coverlet over her body.
Jane's hands yanked at the shirt that was tucked into his pants and forcefully pulled it over his head.
She was most primal in her desires for him and him alone right now. Her fingers had a tight grasp on the wisps of his black hair near his neck while he had his hands thoroughly enraptured in her flesh and auburn tresses.
Her power was so intoxicating. The aura he drank in was causing him to lose control of himself. He struggled to maintain his focus, even though his emotions raged through him. He wanted Jane Foster to trust him and what better way to do it.
The seduction angle was clearly working.
She was an animal that slinked around his body as they shared their mating act. He was not in fact trying to mate with Jane. Merely satisfy her current emotional state and finally have control over her.
Jane Foster had completely given herself to him.
He could take the ice dagger created from his body and stake it through her body. She would not know what hit her? Her blood would cover his hands as he longed to have.
What was he doing, he thought. This was not what he wanted. He was the one in control. He must remain in control.
Their sexual liaison culminated in him staring down at his prey. Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight as she breathed heavily. Jane's hands were under his arms as the nails from her fingers had a thorough grasp on him. Where his eyes danced, hers immediately retraced the steps. He was mesmerized by her glowing appearance.
Loki could not believe what he was doing. What was this feeling that overtook his consuming rage for this mortal? He did not want to care for this mortal. He did not want to love this mortal.
But his inhibitions took over and he began to kiss her yet again. This was going against everything he had wanted to do.
She eventually loosened her grasp and he collapsed next to her. They stared at each other for several minutes until he finally watched her fall asleep, nuzzling gently into him.
* Once he felt that she would not wake, Loki hurried to get dressed and rushed to get out of the apartment before she awoke.
The lust and desire of revenge was pulling him back from the threshold of the door that was now open. How his blood sang and desired to end her life right now. He even lived the vision out in his mind. He could see the red color staining his hands. Her body and sheets covered in her death.
Jane Foster would not be able to recover from it and the terror and fear in her eyes explained and repaid the debt she owed for his shame.
Loki raced out into the cold outside and ran as fast as he could to get away. He needed to be away from this place. He needed to be away from Jane Foster, away from this realm, maybe even away from himself.
He got to a point where he was alone and collapsed to his knees before he screamed loudly into the heavens.
Her alarm on her clock went off to alert her to the fact that she needed to get up. It maybe Monday, but today was office hours' day and Jane needed to report to her office for work.
Then she remembered that she should not be alone in this bed after bringing Luke Kenton home with her.
Jane whipped around and saw that he was gone from the sofa bed that she slept on. Sitting up and looking into the kitchen area, it was lonely and quiet.
Luke must have gotten up and left. Maybe he had a class that he had to be at or maybe he didn't want to be here when she woke up.
Was he ashamed at sleeping with her when they knew so little about one another? She admitted that she did feel a little neglected since Thor had left Earth, but shacking up with a guy who had saved her from being roughed up by a couple of grad. students was not necessarily a bad thing.
The sex between them had been unbelievable. Unlike anything she had experienced before. But she knew that it was still not the right thing to do with someone who was a fellow co-worker, actually a student at the school she worked at.
Jane hoped that she would be able to see Luke at school so they could talk.
Did you guys like that one? How about the whole way that Loki explained his life to Jane? Brings whole new meaning to the Obi-Wan Kenobi quote "What I told you was true, from a certain point of view."
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