Disguised Beauty {Pure Illusion Series: Book 2}

Chapter 17

A/N: If you've made it this far, congrats! We are three chapters (including this one) away from the end! Woo! Or maybe not?? Be sure to vote for myself and Keara's work (Recompense) in the Loki section of the MarvelDCWattyAwards which ends on the 20th (Saturday). AND, my friend (yes, friend ^_^) Lecrae is going to be on Jimmy Fallon Thursday!!! Would mean a lot for you all to tune in, if not that's fine! 

Also, if you asked me to read your stuff, I PROMISE I'm getting to it, I have a bit to read on my own fics I'm keeping up and several stories to read/comment on. I promise to get to every single one of them. If I do not read/give feedback to yours by the end of this month, shoot me a message please! Honestly shooting me a message is easier than commenting on stuff because it could be days before I see some comments. 

Music on the side is one of my favorites and the photo is what my Sigyn (at least in my head) looks like. Anyway, I know you all will love this chapter and enough of me babbling, I do too much of that lately in these notes, so enjoy ^_^

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The Vanaheim goddess woke at her normal time as the sun was barely peeking over the Asgardian sky. The balcony window was open, the curtains blowing in the wind. She could see Loki, dressing in the morning sun as he buckled his outfit together and slid on his boots. He turned to see her walking towards him, staring intently as the wind blew the dress around her.

“I believe you should dress my darling, unless you require an extra hand?” A brow rose in a suggestive way. 

Shaking her head, she felt her ears heat up at his remark. If he ever had the privilege, as if she would allow that, he would ensure that their day would be wasted in bed. Hopeful wishes from a man who had never known what it was to be intimate with a woman. 

Moving to the closet, she pulled out a vibrant gold dress with a thick gold belt just under her bust. There were no sleeves, just pieces of fabric hanging around her arms that connected at her shoulder, the bottom of the dress flowing out around her. She secured her headband of gold wings upon her head and turned to look upon herself in the mirror to do her hair.

“Do I look okay?”

Sigyn’s voice caused Loki to pause mid sentence in the book he was reading, his finger holding his spot as he looked up. He first caught sight of her headband, my how he loved to see such an item upon her head. He swore one day to turn that into a crown. His eyes swept to her eyes that were like the ocean he loved to become lost in. Her hair was in a loose braid, resting over her shoulder as pieces of her hair came over her headband and hid her wings slightly. His mouth parted to say something, but for once he could not find one word that wished to use to describe her. 

“When are you not my beloved?" His eyes stared into hers but before it became uncomfortable, he continued. "I gather that you believe we will be escaping these walls today?"

The girl shook her head, walking towards him but it looked more like she was floating across the floor to the edge of the balcony. She walked past him, teasing him slightly as he seemed to think she had been walking into his arms. Her hands rested on the banister as she eyed Asgard, the wind sending a chill up her spine. It didn’t take long for another chill to race up her spine, Loki’s warm leather leaning up against her backside, his lips tickling her ear. 

“Tell me, or will I have to make you... and I do not believe you will wish for me to stop.” 

She felt her body quiver against him and held back a cry. She was a bit dizzy from the effect his words had on her, she dare not think what it would be like if she was to give in. She knew it was best to answer him, before he did something else that could compromise her silence.