Ninety Five
We made slow passionate love all night. Any way we could think of, on every surface in the suite. It was late when we finally slept and even later when we woke.
"Don't you have a company to run?" Loki sat up on one elbow, as we laid in bed.
"I'm taking a holiday. I'll call it Loki's day. I'll make it a national holiday and there will be parades." I threw my hands in the air, mapping it out for him. He silenced me with his lips. I wanted more, but he sat up.
"Tony, I need you to know what happened. I feel awful for keeping it from you so long."
"Loki, you had your reasons." I sat up behind him, rubbing his bare shoulder. He conjured his phone, sliding his long fingers across the screen. He finally handed to me.
"Jarvis was able to restore the damaged information." He said solemnly. I'd never seen him so serious before. There was a darkness there, I only glimpsed during the battle of New York.
I gingerly took the phone, scooting toward the edge of the bed. Loki wrapped himself around me. He rested his head on my shoulder, his fingers of both hands covering the reactor. I wasn't sure if he was watching. I took a deep breath, and tapped the play button.
I instantly recognized the party, defending Loki, hitting Steve, but my memory couldn't recall anything after. I watched Jane take Loki away, remembering how much I wanted to go with him. I had trusted Jane to look after him.
I watched myself pass out and carried off by Thor and Steve. I originally figured I ended up in a guest room because they couldn't get into my suite. They had purposely taken me there, where they stripped me. Thor propping me up to make it look like I was conscious, while kissing me, fondling me. Steve sat back on his haunches taking the pictures that caused this drama.
I felt my blood boil. I felt the rage burning through my body. Loki held me tighter. His tears dropped softly onto my shoulder as he turned his face away.
I kept watching, it was like watching a car crash. Couldn't turn away from the horror. Thor bent me over the bed, holding my arms back in restraint. Not like I could have broken free. He forced his way into my body. I winced in pain thinking about it. He thrust into my limp body as the camera flashed. I sat in horror, the most agonizing five minutes of my life, watching this giant of a man rape my unconscious body. I had enough, I threw the phone shattering it.
Loki held me tighter as I felt the tears flow down my face. He turned back, gently kissing my neck and cheek.
"I'm sorry I had to wait so long. You would have never defeated Ultron without their help." He kissed the back of my neck softly. I sat in shock. That's what had happened that night. Why I woke up bruised, and alone.
"I'll kill him. I'll kill them both!" I finally growled.
"We will. We both will." He cooed. I got up and paced along the floor. Loki watching my every movement. I finally stopped, breaking down crying. He crossed to me, taking me in his arms and shushing me.
"It's okay to cry. I have you. And we're never going to be apart again. I'll always be here to protect you." He stoked my hair and led me back to the bed. "And we'll kill them, you let me worry about the details.