I apologize for the delay in uploading I have just been literally so uninspired and it isn't helping I have so much going on right now. I refuse to abandon this fic because it genuinely makes me happy writing about Loki and OC buttttt my uploads might be more infrequent now unless by some miracle I am ridiculously inspired.

I hope ya'll enjoy this chapter that slightly gets NSFW, which btw I hope ya'll are ready for more of those in the near future. I feel Loki just naturally oozes sex appeal and I fully intend on taking advantage of that

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Loki sighed glaring into Olivia's eyes as she stared at him with burning curiosity. She had proved her resilience and determination to him. He could read the hunger in her eyes, she craved power and more importantly…she craved him. Her body language easily gave it away.

"Imagine the world free of war" He began cautiously. '"Humans of every kind of race, nationality, gender and even sexual orientation, coming together and establishing world peace."

He had her full attention at this point.

"I'm imagining it and no offense but it sounds impossible." Oliva declared watching him from her close proximity.

"It is possible. With the elimination of freewill. And by creating one ruler for all, who can be everywhere." He half expected her to look at him as if he was mad, he was fully equipped to handle her calling him a madman. In fact, he expected it.

"One ruler for all hmmm." A wave of surprise flooded his mind. Her curiosity remained peaked. "That's why you want the tesseract, isn't it."

"Precisely." He gleamed at how perceptive she was.

"What about the iridium."

"I've thought of everything Olivia."

Loki was careful with what information he provided her with and what information he kept to himself. After all, he wasn't about to tell her he was working alongside someone who desired to all together destroy the Earth as a whole. While she seemed genuinely accepting of his plans, she probably wouldn't if she knew him ruling was the only thing keeping the world from a much more malicious being than himself and all together being eliminated.

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Agent Barton crept from the distance watching the two. He was well aware he was being mind- controlled, his insides knew something was wrong and that he had lost all control of him body and mind for a few days now. His body was paralyzed and there was nothing he could do but sit as a passenger inside his on body and watch. His mouth spoke and his body moved but he knew it wasn't himself who did either of those things. While Clint had seen some strange things in his life working for S.H.I.E.L.D, this had to be one of the strangest.

He had shot at Director Fury and killed a dozens of S.H.I.E.L.D's agents, at this point he had officially lost count of how many lives he had taken under mind control. It was like a nightmare that never ended.

He watched as Loki snaked around Olivia and she appeared to be eyeing him with curiosity. From the moment he met her it was obvious she possessed the power of free will, something he clearly lacked. While she was kind, he couldn't help but wonder why out of all people she was the only one who wasn't being controlled by him. Every time Loki sent him to do his dirty work somewhere, Olivia was never in sight but out of all the agents she was the only one who he stressed received intense training.

Clint internally screamed feeling pathetic and helpless, watching as Loki spoke in a low voice to Olivia. Since he couldn't hear what the two were speaking about, he was forced to try to read their lips as best as he could.

Just as he caught the words, and you'll make an excellent king, leave Olivia's mouth Loki made direct eye contact with Barton. His eyes felt as if they were piercing into his brain, it quite literally caused him physical pain but due to the mind control he only screamed internally.

"Agents clear the room" Loki's voice infiltrated Barton's mind and immediately his body responded obeying the eerie command. Ten other agents, a few who Barton knew, that were stationed in the training room walked casually out of the room.

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Olivia's mind was blown. She was slowly digressing all of the intel Loki had told her and she couldn't stop asking questions. She was literally in awe, she had never met someone who planned things with so much attention to detail and in advance. He really was ten steps ahead of everyone. Including the Avengers who Loki casually mentioned as if she had an inkling to who they were, apparently the world had changed a lot since she was in prison. All she knew was that they were enemy number 1 to them and she would do anything to keep them away from Loki.

"I'm sorry I ever doubted you." She signed still in a brief state of shock.

"Don't ever apologize to me." His hand lingered on her chin and immediately she felt chills. It was the first time she truly felt him. In her eyes, Loki no longer was hiding anything and he had finally opened up to her. She understood him for once.

His touch felt cool but in an ironic manner it warmed her insides.

"I owe it to you." She swallowed her guilt. "This whole time I thought you were just some mad man, and I can't deny you ideals are quite radical for my taste but uh-" She awkwardly stuttered with her words, Olivia had never been good at paying people compliments, " you have a good heart and I want to take the world with you."

A low hallow laugh left Loki's mouth as his breath fanned over her face. His caressing hand fell to her neck as he slowly palmed it watching her think.

"You will make a splendid queen."

"…I suppose a queen's duty is to let her king know just how grateful she really is." A devilish grin crept on both of their faces and Olivia immediately scanned the room. No one in sight.

"You are not wrong." He quickly eyed her as he brought her body closer to his. Her body felt goosebumps everywhere.

Olivia made the first move planting a passionate kiss on his smooth plump lips. Her hands softly lingered in his long raven hair while his hands made their way down to her waist. With a firm grip on her he closed the space between them.

Loki lined her lips with his tongue waiting permission. Olivia wanted nothing more than to be ravished by this man who looked like a god. With every kiss and every touch, she wanted MORE. However, public display of affection was never her style and she awkwardly put her hand on his chest slightly pulling him away.

"Perhaps we should go somewhere more discreet." She whispered desperately.

"No." He growled. "I want you right here, right now." Loki didn't even give her a chance to continue speaking, his lips and tongue made their way to her neck and instantly she forgot what she was even saying.

Surely he was going to leave marks on her neck, but Olivia decided there was no going back, she was feeling far too much pleasure to even stop herself.

A moan and a gasp left her neck as he sucked on the most sensitive areas around her neck sending a wave of euphoria through her body. She could feel his hands start to trail lower on her waist and softly trail against her butt. Loki firmly pressed his hand against it and she could feel him attempting to lower her athletic pants.

"No." Olivia said with a heavy breath.

Loki started at her confused but the moment she adjusted her pants and began trailing kisses down his body, he knew where she was going. She glowed with power as she witnessed him softly moan as her kisses got lower and lower on his body.

Once she reached the zipper on his trousers, her hands gave a loving caress towards his center. She could feel how rock hard he was for her. It made her mouth water feeling so wanted and anticipated.

At this point she was now on her knees and Loki couldn't help but enjoy the view of her petite frame kneeling down in front of him. It was what he had fantasized about her since the day he freed her from prison. Her hands pawed at his growing erection and although her hands hadn't even truly touched him yet he was eager for release.

"Sir we have an update on the iridium." Agent Barton's voice boomed through the practically empty training room. Immediacy Olivia stopped in her tracks disappointed. Her eyes glanced up towards Loki and she could see the anger and current hospitality that raged through his body.

Truthfully it turned her on how upset he was that they had been interrupted. However, she felt sympathetic for her friend whom she KNEW Loki would deal with in a brutal manner.

"I suppose today will be all work no play." Olivia purred in his ear as she rose to her feet attempting to distract Loki. "Now that I'm no longer in the dark, I would like to hear this update. I want to help." She added the later as Loki's eyes shifted from Barton to her.

"Very well." Loki groaned motioning for her to follow behind him as he instructed for Barton to gather a few agents and meet him in the conference room.

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Agent Barton quickly gathered agents in the same conference room Olivia had just instructed the same agents on how to acquire the tesseract. Somehow she felt different, she felt the guards now saw her as their equal, although none of them even spoke to her. Loki watched in an annoyance as Agent Barton revealed all the intel he was able to gather concerning the rare material Loki required.

It just so happened that the day that the building, where said material was being stored, was at its lowest security during a gala that was tomorrow. The owner of the warehouse was Heinrich Schafer, a German multimillionaire that thrived off of his technological advances in society.

Olivia felt the man's name sounded familiar but she couldn't quit place a face next to his name in her head. She reached for the laptop that they had previously used to project images and googled the man's name.

"Ah this old guy." Olivia mumbled to herself observing his grey hair and wrinkled expression. "He seems to be a simple target."

"Now that's where your wrong." Loki spoke up from the crowd of agents that stood by his side. "Schafer is constantly heavy guarded, therefor I want my best agents with me in Stuttgart tonight at the ball whilst the rest of you head to the warehouse and await my orders."

Barton nodded clearly understanding he was one of the agents to attend the ball.

"Olivia," Loki called to her gaining her attention. "You stay with Selvig."

"I think the fuck not." She replied with a bitter tone. "I said I wanted to help, I didn't just that to be nice I literally want to help. You know I am a better fighter than half these guys, I want IN." Loki seemed stunned by her words to the point of admiration.

"Fine. Join me and Barton at the ball tomorrow. I read your files that undercover is quite your specialty." He spoke behind gritted teeth, both annoyed and in admiration of her.

"It is." She responded with a glow of excitement.

Undercover work was definitely her specialty. In fact her past undercover mission nearly cost her her life, apparently S.H.I.E.L.D did not take very well to spies. The only downfall truly of working so many undercover ops was the amount of friends she had to forcefully make only to turn on them and eventually watch them die on account of her own doings.

"I'll send for someone to help you prepare for tomorrow." Loki said icily before he departed the room.

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A male hairstylist and female makeup artist showed up in her room the next morning after Olivia was done with her daily training. They both wore black uniforms as if they had just walked out of a studio to help her get ready for her first ever undercover mission with Loki. Sure, the two of them were kind and attentive to her, but Olivia couldn't help but feel something was wrong with them. They spoke highly about Loki to the point where Olivia wanted to barf and call them ass kissers. In addition, Olivia tried to ignore their eyes but they were the same shade of blue as almost everyone else's, it was starting to become an eerie sensation every time she stared at one of them in their crystal like eyes.

"Wow I look nothing like myself." Olivia smiled staring at herself in the mirror. "Which is a good thing, don't worry. You both are wizards." The hairstylist and makeup artist sighed in relief and continued working on finishing touches.

Olivia stood in her bra and underwear watching a female guard bring forward her red Gucci gown Loki had bought her a few days prior. She felt like a princess getting her hair and makeup done even if it was just so she would blend it to high society fashion.

"Come in." Olivia called as a singular knock rapped against her door.

"Oh gods, you know you could have informed me you were not fully dressed." Loki said averting his eyes from Olivia's frame.

"Don't be such a child." Olivia called to him as she neared him. "I can't zip up the dress myself, so it appears I require your assistance."

"You do know I sent you a female guard for a reason." Loki eyeballed the confused woman who stood by the mirror careful not to stare at the two.

"Yeah I know." Olivia chirped. "But, I specifically wanted your help." Without another word Olivia turned her back to the man and moved her braided styled hair out of the path. For a second or two Loki lingered staring at her exposed back before pressing his hands against the zipper and closing it up. His hands felt unexpectedly cool against her spine.

Once the dress was all the way up and fasted, she tossed her hair back into place and did a silly spin allowing him to observe her. The smile on his face looked foreign and out of place, but she liked it.

"Oh wow, you clean up nice." Oliva said noticing he also was in formal attire. His suit looked tailor made just for him hugging his every curve and muscle. He looked like a god in her eyes,

"Well I suppose it makes sense if I fit the bill as well." Olivia's hands reached out to tighten his bow tie and Loki stood awkwardly and clearly uncomfortable as she pulled on the ends making them look neater.

"The quinjet is outside, we should go." His voice was soft as her hands still lingered on his chest, now fully finished tightening his bow tie. "Wait, what's wrong." He looked down genuinely perplexed by the somber look that tainted her face.

"Nothing. This is nice, that is all." She lowered her hands to her side trying to shake any feeling that was in her mind.

"Trust in me." He whispered bringing his hands to her biceps in comfort.

The motions and images she was seeing felt like they weren't even her. Why had she embarrassed herself by feeling emotional and sad in front of a clearly very powerful man who has been nothing but stern and serious with her. She was acting foolish and she knew it damn well, it went against every protocol she had ever learned.

She felt…attached?

"I feel like a fool but I don't know… for a second or two I forgot we were on a mission and I just pictured having a normal life in where we go to a fancy dinner and laugh over lots of red wine."

"I wouldn't count that out of our narrative just yet. Once I change the world, once the world sees what I can do for them, well maybe then we will have that dinner and drink that red wine."

Olivia stared at him mesmerized by his words. She pressed her hand against his neck and slowly brought him in for a kiss on the lips.

The kiss was soft but full of want and need. It only took Loki a few seconds to respond, and once he did his strong hands wrapped around her tiny frame holding her close. Everything about the kiss was chaste but left her wanting more.

His tongue traced her lips sending a jolt of arousal into Olivia. The man knew how to kiss, god could he kiss.

They parted looking at each other with desire but knew they should get going.