Chapter 2

Jane tried to find her covers which must have fallen off sometime during the night. It was terribly cold and she shivered, trying to get comfortable and find those wretched covers. She touched bare skin and quickly withdrew her hand.

The events of the previous night came flooding back and she felt herself blush as she remembered all that she and Thor had got up to. Most of the night had been over by the time they'd finished and she looked around her at the dark, the sun not yet risen. Pre-dawn. She shivered realising there were no blankets to be had and was glad for the cushions she was lieing on.

She looked over to her lover who was completely in shadow, his back to her. She realised she had a lovely warm body to snuggle up to and she squeezed closer to him, tucking her arm under his.

He mumbled something in his sleep which definitely did not sound like her name, more like 'Sigyn' which sounded familiar, but she couldn't place it. He clutched at her hand, entwining his fingers with hers. She closed her eyes and breathed him in, the sweet smell of him calming her as she began to fall back to sleep. He turned around and lay facing her, hands still entwined. He gathered her to him and lay on his back, pulling her upper body onto his chest. He felt different, less insanely big and easier to cuddle up to, his body more yielding as she rubbed the side of her face against his breast and lay there, comfortable and complete. Her eyes remained closed as she drifted back into a dreamless sleep.

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He stretched himself and noticed the heaviness of Jane on his body and he sighed and revelled in her warmth. He wiggled his fingers before his face and knew the magic had worn off. He grinned to himself, he felt quite pleased and also extremely satisfied with his nights mischief. He slowly shrugged her off and she bristled in her sleep, trying to snuggle closer to him. He giggled lightly and kissed her gently on the head and pushed her off his chest properly. He then sat up and grabbed his trousers and started putting them on. He knew she would awaken shortly and he intended to be off soon. This realm was just asking to be ruled. He was on Earth and no one knew of his presence. He wondered if Jane would tell on him but that would mean revealing their night together, which she might be loath to do especially if his older ex-brother was to find out. But then again, she could always lie.

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"Hmm Thor." Jane mumbled to herself. She languishly stretched her body and couldn't feel him beside her when she stretched. She smiled to herself as she could hear the rustle of clothes beside her. Her eyes opened slowly, it was now quite sunny and the coldness of last night had departed. She looked towards him and her eyes widened as she realised the man standing before her had long dark hair and a slim muscular frame. Not Thor. And she quickly realised she had nothing to cover herself with. She raised her arms to her chest and crossed her legs, quickly grabbing a pillow beside her to cover herself.

"Who're you?" She said perplexed, her mouth still trying hard to function properly from shock and waking up.

The man was smiling at her and sat on a pillow beside her. She pulled away from him, her tummy full of butterflies.

"Well, usually a girl at least knows the name of the man she has bedded the night before." He raised an eyebrow at her and reached for her. Jane cowered back and slapped his hand away. "At least that's how it goes on Asgard unless you are spectacularly drunk."

He laughed at her as she looked around quickly and realised they were alone.

"Where's Thor? What have you done with him?" She said, her voice rising and anger replacing the panic.

"Thor? I don't know who you mean. I've been here with you the entire night and you seemed to very much enjoy my company."

Jane looked mortified, running her hand through her rumpled hair, her body mostly covered by the large pillow. For a few moments her eyebrows and forehead were furrowed and she looked at Loki wearily. She shook her head angrily, knowing he was playing games with her and having no idea why. And she was so worried about his previous statement, what did he mean?

"My goodness Jane. For a woman who is supposed to be extremely intelligent, you are being rather dense." He shook his head and rolled his eyes. "But then again, maybe you're just hiding the truth from yourself."

He walked towards her and although she flinched away he put his hands on her shoulders, smirking as he saw her grip the pillow harder against herself.

"Honestly Jane." He said. "I've seen it all many times before and I had a fantastic looks at yours over our long night together."

He then left her side and reached for his top. He picked it up and started putting it on. He looked at her the entire time, and her mind worked ferociously trying to work out who he was. He wore the fantastic clothing of Asgard and yet she had never met him before. He was beautiful and she knew him to be a powerful God which caused her to be angry at herself for not understanding how she had been tricked.

Her mouth fell open and he laughed at her expression. "It seems you know who I am then."

"Loki?" She whispered, her face turning to one of horror as she realised what she had done. What they had done together.

"Yes." He looked almost sad at her expression. "Now I don't know about you, but I can't imagine Thor will be really happy to find out that his estranged brother lay with his lover." Loki should his head, trying to look weary and dismayed but his eyes remained full of mirth.

Her eyes filled with tears as she thought of her betrayal. "But you tricked me. I thought you were him."

He shook his head sadly. "Oh I'm sure he'll really care about that." He turned from her and picked up his boots and went to sit on the step of the trailer door. "If I were you, I might not tell him. I mean..." He said as he put on a boot, "obviously it won't help your conscience."

After placing on the other boot he stood up and walked back to her. He bent down and kissed her cheek and she was still too stunned to react to him at all.

"Don't worry about it Jane. I could have taken you looking like myself but I gave you the gift of your lover and a hell of a fabulous night." He said as he stood up. "Just to let you know I enjoyed our liason very much. I'm sure that will help you feel at least a little better."

He winked at her and with a smile and a wave, we was gone.

Yes, I know, pure and utter drivel. Just felt like a little deviation from the long story I'm in the middle of at the moment and utterly stuck on. Oh, but this was so much fun to write. So dirty and so short (for once). If you hated or liked it or want more mischievous Loki then please review. Have a great week.