A/N The first 2 parts are from Loki's viewpoint but it changes back.

She took his breath away, he barely recognized her. Loki's mind cleared and there she stood. Perfect, untainted by his hatred.

She amazed him, her eyes shone a light amber and her caramel curls framed her petite face. The asgardian clothes hugged her figure and exposed a small amount of skin. Not enough to be deemed inappropriate but still send any young man's heart racing. They suited a lot more than her midgardian clothes.

For that one moment she was everything to him, the only thing that mattered. That existed.

'Jane- … I,' he muttered. His eyes never left hers but words couldn't seem to form on his lips.

Never before had he been so speechless, anyone else would have mocked Loki 'silver-tongue' for being speechless but Jane simply stared as he backed into the desk behind him.

'I ... I have to leave.' the words had barely left his mouth before he was moving swiftly past her.

His feet felt heavy and his mind wasn't in control. Stopping short of the door, he turned to find her facing him.

Her eyes were wide with surprise and her lips had parted ever so slightly. If he stayed a moment longer he couldn't be sure he would be able to contain the pulling feeling in his chest.

'Goodnight lady Jane.' He bowed at the waist and made his escape before anything further could happen.

The journey to his chambers was excruciatingly long and his brain seemed to be on loop. Only one thought was going through his head.

What the hell just happened?

It repeated over and over. Turning into the corridor on his left his chambers appeared before him and with a simple flick of the wrist the door opened to allow his entrance. Slamming the door behind him, he discarded his celebratory amour and collapsed onto the bed in front of him.

Rolling onto his back the darkness of the room allowed him to drop all the barriers in his mind and address the sensations flowing through him. He had never felt that before.

Questions drifted around his mind. It wasn't as if that was the first time they had met (and he had made sure to keep an eye on her as she toured the palace) yet it had felt like he was viewing an entirely different person.

Loki couldn't explain it, this was new territory for him. He had always been able to contain or hide his true feelings from everyone, after all he was a master of lies.

The library was silent and eerie, darkness pressing in through the large framed windows causing the hall to feel unfriendly and imitating. For the first time since arriving on Asgard Jane stood alone. She was amongst asgards most treasured collection of books and yet couldn't calm herself.

Loki's actions had bewildered her, she had expected hateful jests but instead he had appeared shocked and unsure of himself. This was difficult for her to process, from what she had learned about Loki at the feast, he never exposed weakness.

Luckily, before she could think too deeply into it, there was movement at the library's doorway and someone's presence drew her attention.

'I wondered where you had disappeared to,' Thor's cheerful voice echoed off the many aisles of the library, 'but I should have known that I wouldn't have been able to tear you away from here for too long.' a grin tugged at the edge of his lips.

This was the first time they had been alone together in many weeks. On Earth Shield agents had watched his every move, listened into every conversation and seen to it that Jane and Thor never had a moment to themselves. She was suddenly unsure of herself, there was always a flutter in her stomach when he was around and she could easily understand why.

'Please forgive me Thor,' she bowed her head with guilt, 'I did not mean to insult you or the All-Father by leaving early, I just felt a little awkward amongst everyone.' She hated having to admit this to him but it would have been more uncomfortable to lie about it.

Due to his long strides it was a mere moment before he was standing before her. Rough fingers gently pulled her chin upwards causing their eyes to meet.

'Nothing you could ever do would cause me to feel that way,' his voice was now a whisper that lingered between the two of them.

He was the one to close the distance between them, his strong arms encompassing her. Their lips moved slowly at first but the kiss became more intense with the racing of her heart. Her hands gripped tightly onto him with an urgency Jane didn't understand. Breaking apart from each other only for a second to recover their breath, reality came crashing down on her.

She had kissed Thor, not just some ordinary man, he was the future king of Asgard!