Lust for Something Evil – Loki

The news about the invasion was all over the city, strange soldiers from another planet that were causing chaos and destruction. I heard a loud bang come from just outside my small house and peeked through the gap between the curtains to see out the window. A soldier caught sight of me and I gasped, jerking back as he began coming over.

I squeaked and dove behind the sofa as my front door was kicked in, keeping my breathing soft so it would be harder to hear. I heard footsteps inside my house and sighed lightly as they went upstairs. I slid into the kitchen and grabbed a knife so I could try and defend myself if the occasion called for it.

I turned around and gasped when I saw a man in front of me. He was tall, muscular underneath the green and silver armour he wore, his skin was pale similar to mine with his black hair contrasting against it while he had the most gorgeous light blue eyes I'd ever seen.

His large hand enclosed around my wrist and I backed up until I was pressed between him and the kitchen counter, looking up at his face as I only came up to around his chest. His grasp on my wrist was firm and cold, like his hand had been in the fridge for a while.

"You have to be the smallest Midgardian woman I've ever seen." He remarked. His voice matched his outward beauty, smooth and deep. "Very appealing on the eyes too." He purred, leaning down slightly so his face was closer to my own.

"W-who are you?" I asked, my voice coming out as a squeak and making him chuckle.

"I am Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief and Chaos. And what may your name be, my fair maiden?" He arched an eyebrow as his blue eyes stared intensely down at me.

"Lillian." I replied softly, looking up at him through my fringe but still not making contact with his eyes directly. I gasped as his grip on my wrist tightened and the knife fell to the floor as my hold on it went slack.

"A very fitting name for such a beautiful creature as yourself."

"W-What do you want from me?" I asked, finally letting my eyes meet his. Mild surprise took over his expression for a few seconds before he became intrigued, moving closer as if to inspect me himself.

"What unique eyes." he mused. "Very unlike the women back on Asgard. You have something deep inside you, I can see it." If it was possible he pressed even closer to me, trapping me completely between his body and the sharp edge of the counter.

"Just because my eyes are purple, doesn't mean I'm different from everyone else." I protested. All my life I'd had a hard time fitting in, everywhere I went I'd get stared at and hear the whispers that people would spread.

"Ah, that's where you are wrong my dear. I bet they whisper things, spread rumours that aren't true; don't they?" He knew he was getting under my skin, the small smirk on his face proved it. I turned my head away as tears filled my eyes. "I can take you away from here, where no one will harm you with words or otherwise."

His hand grasped my chin and turned my head back to face him, his touch on me softening as he looked in my eyes. His long fingers were splayed across my cheek and I shivered from his cold touch.

"I will take you back to Asgard and you will forever be by my side as my lady. You will be mine fair maiden; I would do nothing to hurt you. I can see it in your eyes, something deep inside you; something dark." His voice became deeper as I found myself getting lost in his eyes, seeing the cold being inside him. I leant up so my mouth was by his ear as something inside me snapped.

"I have lust for something evil." I whispered, making him pull back with a smirk on his face.

"Then, my lady, shall we retreat back to Asgard where I can fulfil even your darkest wonders?"

I took his hand and he took me to his home where he lived true to his word. And to be honest, I've never looked back.

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