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Sensuality/Suggestive themes

You have had spirit since the very start. Do not leave me.

Loki rarely sleeps anymore. He has so much to do, so much on his mind. A moment he spends resting he could spend plotting against the humans. On Asgard he slept just as any other Asgardian would, but since falling from the bridge that fateful day, a new energy awoke in him. A power that keeps him going regardless of what is going on. But he couldn't help to rest his eyes a moment, sitting there, watching Sylv for any sign she might need help.

He never fell asleep but instead thought deep thoughts, memories, futures, possibilities. Some were painful. Some made him even smile slightly. He thought of a time he went hunting on Asgard with his comrades. He wouldn't go so far as to call them friends, because though they liked him and respected him, there was always a feeling of 'watch your back' when he was around. He thought of the time he beat all of them, the feeling of victory when they saw his prized animal.

Then his thoughts drifted back to Sylv and Selvig and the tesseract. He opened his eyes and saw Sylv looking at him, quietly.

He ran over to her and kneeled at her bedside. She grinned. "Sylv..." he said, placing his hand on the side of her warm face. She looked pale and weakish, but much better than she was before. "Hello, Loki." she said quietly, holding his arm. "How do you feel?" he asked. She looked at him, as if she expected an answer from him.

"I think I will be okay, sort of, difficult, you know? First time being shot and whatnot." she said, already playing around. He grinned, but only for show. "Why did the bullets pierce me?" she asked, going serious. He moved his hand down her arm and grabbed hold of her hand. "Then your memory truly was gone, I see."

"Yes, Loki, I need to know what happened. I fell from the sky into a blizzard, with little memory. I have regained most of it but many things do not make sense." she said, sighing deeply. Loki looked down and thought of the best way to explain.

"Do you remember being on Hollheim?" he asked. She nodded. "Do you remember me asking a favor of you before I left to seek the Other?" She looked puzzlingly at him. "No, I do not remember anything more than when we tricked the head guard into letting us view the sacred libraries. After this, my memories fade."

He tilted his head to the right and looked down, pondering over things. "We discovered the hidden nexus portal that could send us anywhere we wanted, Sylv. We found it. But no one used it for fear that it was a two-way portal, and that an army could invade at any time."

"Before I left in search of an army to bring here to mid-gard, I asked for you to wait for me. To hide out on Hollheim and that if I did not return on the twenty seventh day, to leave for mid-gard, for I thought it was safer here than Hollheim. If they had found you there you would have been enslaved." he said, looking at her intensely, hoping that any of this might jog her memory.

"So you left for here, mid-gard, as I asked. I had arrived here several days before you, so I waited for you. But I could not find where you fell. I thought you had..." he paused, skipping over what he was going to say. "Now I realize that the nexus-portal is flawed, and erased your memories, and would have killed anyone who was not a god. It weakened you instead, to a grave level. The nexus-portal wasn't hidden for fear of an invasion, it was hidden because it was cursed." he said.

Everything made sense now. All of the gaps and mysteries were filled in. "Will I remain this way forever?" was the first thing that churned in her mind. He looked at her honestly with grim features. "I do not know..." he said.

"But I must, sooner or later. The first morning, I was unable and unwilling to take the guards down. But later I took several down! I am almost as strong as I was before." she replied, hopeful. But this did not seem to make Loki any happier. In all honesty, he had no idea what would happen. Whether or not he would have to hide her and protect her due to her weakness. She is banished from Asgard and to return to Hollheim would be idiotic. Staying here on mid-gard is the only option.

This inspired him freshly, to conquer this sad and useless planet. To rule together.

He held her hand tighter. "I was captured so Barton would locate if their 'group' had found you. I was losing hope." he said, quietly. Neither of them said anything for a moment, until he stood up and leaned over to kiss her on her forehead. "You need rest." he said. She did not want him to go, but she realized this, situation, this war, that they are in the middle of is no light matter.

He glanced at her once more and left the room. There is much work to be done.

Sometimes she wished that they could have remained on Asgard, before this all happened. Before he fell into the abyss, before she was banished. She was very happy with Loki on Asgard, until that fool of a king sent her away. This war that Loki started made her miserable. But she felt it necessary regardless. Sort of like a nasty chore, she thought. But somewhere a tiny thought lingered in her head, barely noticable, that what they were doing might actually be wrong.

Over the next several days, the tesseract was nearly ready to create the portal for the Chitari army, and the invasion of earth would begin. Loki had traveled back and forth to see the Other nearly every day, because with each passing day, the Other's trust of Loki thinned.

Sylv's wounds were nearly healed, in which the doctors called it 'A miracle of our king'. In reality, her powers began to slowly return to her, making the healing process speed up incredible amounts.

On the fifth day, Sylv was dressed in her repaired attire, only a little blood in it remaining, the holes repaired. The feeling of lying there, helpless, disturbed her. She couldn't bare it another minute, and couldn't wait to get back into action. She went out into the main room where scientists worked feverishly on the tesseract. She still had a slight limp from the discomfort in her back and thigh.

She looked all around and couldn't find Loki. She got curious and decided to see what was down the hall way. As she stepped out into it, the two guards went at attention. She ignored them and walked on. The hall was dark and poorly lit, water dripped from the ceilings and large puddles formed on the ground, causing the rust that surrounded her.

We must be underground, she thought. It felt stuffy and like she would never find the exit. She kept walking, her boots clanking on the floor. Finally she arrived at a door, and pulled it open. Cold, damp air struck, making her wonder if she should climb the stairs in the doorway or go back. She chose the stairs.

She climbed the stairs as quietly as she could, but her limp made it very difficult. There were two more stairs going up, and she kept climbing, occasionally looking down.

She made it to the top and pushed open another rusty, old door. This one was very heavy, but she managed it. It led to the outside.

She stepped outside, careful to lodge a piece of wood to the door, and looked up to the dark, starry sky. She realized this was a brilliant place to hide the tesseract. All around were dark, abandoned buildings, and there didn't seem to be any lights anywhere, with the exception of the moon light. The building she was in now was ruined, it seemed very old. Not the industrial type of factory one might think.

She walked out of what might have once been a doorway and strolled around, occasionally stopping to look into a building, but finding nothing interesting. A few minutes later, she sensed someone. They felt somewhat sad, and even angry, but mostly a sort of quiet indifference. She crept closer to where this came from, and wasn't the least bit surprised to see Loki standing on the edge of a small cliff, overlooking what appeared to be a dead and overgrown with foliage village. Regardless of the ruined foundations, it was a beautiful sight, the dark mountains framing the skies and stars glowing brightly. He held his scepter in his hand, and looked blankly over the cliff.

She stepped next to him. "I seek that which cannot be found and should not be known." she said, grinning. He turned to her and smiled. "Beautiful. I remember that. Are you well?" he said. She looked much better, her usual glow returning to her, and her ivory hair having luster once more. She nodded and held his arm. "Where are we?" she said. He looked down towards the buildings. "This was once used as a 'military' base. The humans used this place to hide their secrets. But it is in ruins now, and works quite well. Down there was a village, old and abandoned now." She didn't reply. But Loki turned and looked into her eyes for a moment, and put his hand on the side of her face, leaving the scepter stabbed into the ground.

He kissed her, having missed this feeling very much. Her soft lips seemed to make all of his problems simply melt away, and leave his mind. She put her hands on his neck but could not feel his skin, as she had her gloves on. So she took them off and tossed them on the ground. She slid her hands back up to his neck, and felt the warmth of his skin. He started to kiss down her neck, moving slowly. She held on to his chest armor and felt his hands slide down to her waist, pulling her closer to him.

She let out a noise, but whether it was from pleasure or pain he could not tell, and in reality, she couldn't either. She had mad goosebumps from his tongue dancing on her neck, but the pressure from his hand on her wound hurt for a moment. She decided it was from both, and it left the slightest grin on her face. She ran her finger slowly from his ear to his shoulder, making him sigh from the sensation.

Then they realized they were outdoors, and realized kissing was as far as they were going tonight. Or at least right now. They cooled down and touched foreheads, smiling, feeling genuinely happy for the first time since arriving on this planet. "Tis a pity, love. I was looking so forward." he said. She had gotten very carried away, too.

"Well..." he said, grinning mischieviously. He whispered in her ear, and she smiled. They both went back down the stairs and into Loki's sleeping quarters. It was an experience unlike any before then, because something happened, emotionally, between them. This time was different. The only thing that worried them was that it would ever end, or that something would happen to either of them.