Rivals Loki x reader lemon

Chapter 1

You stood there looking at yourself in the mirror. It was a beautiful mirror, as it should be, seeing as it was king Odin's bathroom you were standing in. You fixed a strand of your hair that had come loose. You were growing impatient at how long the king was taking to return. You finally heard the door slam shut and someone muttering.
"How many is it now?" You asked strolling out of the elegant bathroom. Suddenly a hand was around your neck.
"Who are you?" He growled.
You laughed and replied, "has it been so long you've forgotten about me, Loki?"
"Y/n?"
"In the flesh." The hand fell and king Odin turned into Loki.
"How did you get in here?" He questioned.
"Ah ah ah. No questions for me until you answer my question."
"What question?"
"How many times now is it you've 'died'?" You said. Loki rolled his eyes at the question. "One of these times you're going to die for real and no one will care."
"You won't care?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh no! I plan on being the one to kill you!"
"Get out, y/n!" He threw a plate at your head. It hit the wall behind you.
"Hey! Don't be shitty," you exclaimed. "I'll leave this time but next time it'll take more than a plate." You laughed as you left the room.

This was all normal, you and Loki. You two were always at each other's throats, wanting to one up the other. Everything between you two was a competition. You were rivals. Although you hated him, you were happy he was back. You've been so bored while he's been away for the past few years. You haven't seen him since before the bridge had been destroyed all those years ago by Thor.

You were wandering aimlessly, thinking back on all the fun you had messing with Loki. You hadn't even noticed you were in the tavern until someone whistled at you.
"Come on, y/n. Get up here and show us what you're hiding!" A man shouted. You walked over to him.
"You want to see more of me?" You purred. He looked over at his buddies, who were all cheering him on.
"I'll do more than just look at you." He said leaning in.
"Well, that's too good an offer when you put it like that." You grabbed the edge of your dress and pulled it up mid-thigh. "You want more?"
He nodded like a child wanting dessert. You grabbed the knife around your thigh and plunged it into his leg.
"You fucking whore!" He screamed.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you wanted a whore?" You said slowly pulling out the knife. He screamed some more and the bar had gone silent, as they watched in shock.
"Anyone else?" You asked. No one said anything. "Didn't think so." You pulled out the rest of your blade, downed the ale he was holding and left.