TW: Emotional distress, canon violence, smut
You sat in the quinjet quietly looking everywhere but Bucky who was sitting on the other side facing you. You could feel his eyes on you and it was beginning to make you fidgety. When you finally let your eyes wander to his you gave him a small smile.
"You're going to love it. I bet you'll get right along with everyone. They love you like I..."
You sighed and pretended you didnt hear the way fumbled at the end of his sentence. "I'm sure."
"Look..." He trailed off as he sat up straight and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. His long hair fell forward framing his face perfectly. "If you don't like it I will personally take you back to Wakanda ok?"
You thought over his offer for a moment before nodding. "Ok, Bucky."
He smiled at the rare use of his nickname and leaned back against his seat.
You took a deep breath as you felt the quinjet land and then Natasha and your sister came out from the cockpit.
"Ready?" Wanda asked giving you an encouraging smile and beckoning you to follow them out.
"Really ladies? Stealing a jet? Finally, the Lost girls return with Peter Pan and his shadow."
"Don't be rude Stark." Steve Rogers was the first one to step forward and gave Bucky a hug who you hadn't even noticed was standing beside you.
"I'm Steve." He held his hand out to you which you just stared at momentarily. He gave you a warm smile and waited patiently. There was something about his smile that told you that you could trust him which was only reinforced when you felt the cold reassuring feeling of a metal hand against your lower back. You took his hand and shook it returning the smile.
Bucky couldn't help but be pleased watching the interaction between his best friend and his...friend.
"Sorry about the whole throwing your shield at you." You apologized as he released your hand. He let out a chuckle and shrug.
"Wouldn't be the first time someone threw my shield back at me." He tilted his head towards Bucky causing you to grin.
"I don't think I need an introduction." Everyone but you groaned as Tony stepped forward. You eyed him over in his old band shirt and black jeans. You also couldn't help but notice the repulsor he had on his right hand. Did he expect some kind of fight?
You raised a brow and remembered the warning about his cocky attitude but you thought that perhaps it was exaggerated. Clearly not.
"Who are you again?" You tilted your head feigning curiosity.
You had to keep yourself from laughing as the look of disbelief washed over his face.
"Tony Stark? Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist."
You tilted your head the other way and shrugged.
"No clue."
"Did Hydra have you living under a rock?"
"I guess they didn't think you were important enough to put you on my personal hit list." You gave him your sweetest smile and put your hands in the pocket of the burgundy jacket Wanda had let you borrow during the flight.
He looked you up and down and rolled his eyes before walking away muttering something about going down to his lab to tinker.
Bucky covered a small laugh with a cough before finally walking away with Steve to go inside followed by Natasha.
"I know this is going to be an adjustment. Especially being around Tony Stark. We hated the name Stark for so long but he is a good man where it counts. Kind of funny when you get to know him." Wanda spoke softly as she linked her arm in yours and gently led you forward into the compound.
The compound was big and bright. Everything was so sleek and modern. The moment you entered you were met by a handsome man who was already holding his hand out to you.
"Sam Wilson. Nice to finally meet you."
You shook his hand and felt even more comfortable with him than Steve.
"Sam is going to be your floormate," Wanda added looking between the two of you.
"Oh, well that's cool."
"I can show you around if you would like? If you and Wanda don't mind." He questioned looking between the two of you. You looked towards Wanda with uncertainty before the two of you finally agreed.
"This way we go ma'am." He gestured to a large double door. You looked at Wanda one more time as she gave you a light push. You followed Sam and listened as he talked over the different areas.
"This is the gym and training room. You will probably be sharing Wanda's training room considering your powers. Lots of stuff for you to throw around. You're free to use the others too, of course. I'm sure though that you'll probably want to hang out for a bit before you get into the nitty-gritty." He clasped his hands behind his back as you took a moment to peek into the gym and glanced over the different equipment.
Next, he took you by the indoor pool and then towards the door that led to a track followed by the entrance to the locker rooms.
He chuckled as he studied your expressions after going over where the debriefing room, the weapons room, and lastly Tony's lab area were. Which seeing the lab brought you a little bit of comfort.
"It's ok, I know it seems like a lot to remember but once you're settled you'll have it all mapped out."
"Thank you, Sam." You smiled as you followed him onto an elevator.
"This is where we mostly are when we're just relaxing. There's also a kitchen and bar...just make sure you don't touch the alcohol that's labeled Tony or any of the pop tarts" The both of you laughed as you exited the elevator you had just rode up in.
You were about to ask about the pop-tart thing until a voice cut you off.
"If you do touch the alcohol just make sure you add a little water to the line it was at." A man spoke from the bar that you recognized.
"Names Clint or Hawkeye. Whichever you prefer." He smiled and held his hand out.
"Ah, the one who shot an arrow at me."
"To be fair your magic hands stopped it and it wouldn't have injured you. Would have just given you a little shock to bring you down." He smiled sheepishly before handing you a glass of amber liquid.
You took the glass just as Tony walked in causing Clint to fumble and quickly put the whiskey bottle back into its place.
"Is that mine?" Tony asked as he approached and narrowed his eyes at Clint.
"It is Mr. Stark. We heard you coming and just poured it for you." You held the glass out to him and smiled as he slowly took it from you before walking the way he had come from.
"Nice save." Clint grinned bringing the bottle back out once Tony was out of view and poured the three of you a fresh one.
You made a face when the amber liquid touched your throat and burned.
"You guys actually drink this? On purpose?"
Clint and Sam laughed as you poured the rest of yours into Clints' glass.
"Takes the edge off of a long day sometimes." he handed you a cold bottle of water from the fridge before returning to leaning against the counter.
"Look who we have here! Wanda's sister! I didn't know you would be arriving today." A voice boomed throughout the room and you turned just in time to see the man you remember being Thor followed by Loki.
"It was a sort of last-minute decision. Natasha and Wanda just picked Bucky and me up today."
"Well, it's nice to meet you Lady (y/n). I'm Thor and this is my brother Loki." Thor had given you a rather rough pat on the back almost causing you to choke on the water you had just taken a sip of to get rid of the taste from the alcohol.
You smiled and looked over to the other man with the well-tailored black suit and long wavy raven hair combed back. He stood there quietly looking like he would almost rather be anywhere than there. He gave you a curt nod before walking away towards the far corner of the living room where there was a large shelf filled with books.
"Don't mind him. He isn't very much of a people person." Thor smiled giving you another rough pat though this time you waited to take a drink of your water until after he moved his hand away.
"I'm going to show her to her room." Sam finally said as he watched you yawn for the third time in a row. The two other men nodded and continued their chat as you followed his lead to the elevator. You went up a couple of floors before exiting.
"Your room is beside mine. Wanda's is at the other end with Vision." He pointed to the right hall then lead you down the left until you came to a stop at a door.
Once inside you couldn't help but look around impressed. It had a large wall that was entirely a window that looked out over some of the property. In the middle of the room was a large homey looking couch that faced a wall that had a small decent-sized flat screen. pressed against the right corner of the room was a queen size bed already covered with colorful warm looking quilts.
On the left side of the room across the bed was the door to the bathroom and closet. You were almost thankful for the fact that the bathroom had a decent-sized tub.
"This is..pretty amazing." You admitted as you took a seat on the squishy bed and ran your hand along with one of the quilts that you were already naming to be one of your favorites.
"Wanda took the liberty of doing the decorating. The quilts are from Sokovia I believe...are you doing ok?"
Your hand paused on the fabric and looked up at him.
"Thank you." was all you could say.
"You should take a nap. Friday will tell you when it's time for dinner." he smiled softly and patted your knee before taking his leave.
You looked around the room and started to feel a bit overwhelmed. You kicked your shoes off and wrapped the quilt around yourself and gave a heavy sigh. Though you were sure you would be fine here you still couldn't help the homesickness you were now starting to feel for both Sokovia and Wakanda.
You were about to lay down when you heard a soft knock at the door.
You kept the blanket wrapped around yourself and went over to the door hesitating before opening it.
"Sam, Really I'm...you're not Sam or my sister." You raised a brow as you opened the door fully. You tilted your head and looked Loki up and down.
"How observant of you," he smirked as he studied your face.
"How can I help you Loki?" You asked failing to hide the impatience in your voice. You truthfully just wanted to get some sleep. Your eyes were getting harder and harder to keep open.
"I brought you your bag." He held up what was indeed your bag causing you to feel a little bad about your attitude.
"Oh...thank you." You took it from him and the two of you stood there silently for a few seconds before he cleared his throat.
"I'll see you at dinner I suppose?"
"Yeah...I suppose." He nodded his head and was about to walk away before you reached out and touched his arm. He stopped and looked at you.
"Thank you again. Really."
"You're... welcome." He replied almost sounding like he was taken by surprise.
You let go of his arm and closed the door behind you and set your bag on the couch and waddled your way over to your bed curling into the corner against the wall.
You surprisingly drifted off quickly though the only thing you dreamt about was the night of your parents dying and the Stark shell sitting a few feet in front of you buried in the rubble waiting for it to take you and your siblings' lives.
"What do you think you're doing? This isn't your floor?" Bucky had just come up to see how you were settling in when he saw Loki walking away from your room.
"I was giving Lady (y/n) her bag. Jealous much Sargeant Barnes?" Loki raised a brow and smirked. He was about to walk past Bucky when a metal handed grabbed him roughly by the arm.
"If your scheming anything leave (y/n) out of it."
"For your information Barnes, I'm not scheming anything. I was just giving her her bag." Loki rolled his eyes and huffed pulling his arm away and continued on his way to the elevator.
"Right, God of Mischief not scheming." he glared as he watched the elevator doors slide closed. He walked over in front of your door and was about to knock. His hand freezing in mid-air before dropping it to his side. He sighed before walking away and pressed the button for the elevator to make his way to his bedroom.
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"Ms. Maximoff, Mr. Stark has asked me to let you know that dinner will be ready shortly."
The sudden unfamiliar voice in the quietness of the room caused you to jump up in the bed, hands ready for a fight. You almost forgot where you even were. Confusion hit you when you realized you weren't back in your room in Wakanda until the last 24 hours came rushing back to you. When your eyes darted around seeing no one you sat down and rubbed your face.
"Apologies for scaring you Ms. Maximoff."
You eyed the ceiling suspiciously. "Uhm, It's...ok?"
If the voice started creepily laughing your ass was about to be on a one-way trip back to Wakanda.
When no creepy laugh came you went into your bathroom and splashed your face with some cool water. You truthfully weren't feeling up to going to dinner with everyone just yet. Tossing and turning did not make for a refreshing nap.
Just as you opened the front door Wanda was standing there in front of you with a box of pizza in her hand and fist ready to knock.
"Wanda." You smiled temporarily forgetting your anxieties.
"I thought you might like to eat alone in your room tonight with me."
She smiled as you opened the door wider for her to pass through and shut it once she was inside. She set the pizza on the coffee table that was in front of the couch.
You watched as she pulled the drawer to the coffee table open. You gaped realizing that the drawer was a mini-fridge and filled with a variety of drinks. She pulled out a couple of sparkling waters and set them beside the pizza box.
"Huh." You hummed as you cracked open the drink and sipped it before sitting beside her and digging into the pepperoni pizza.
The two of you ate silently. It was strange sitting with your sister eating peacefully. The only thing that was missing was your brother.
"Where is he buried?"
Wanda froze with the rim of her drink just about to touch her lips and proceeded to put it back down on the table. She turned her body more towards you and gave you a sad look before continuing.
"I buried him in Sokovia. In the new cemetery, they opened after Ultron."
You wanted to ask how it happened but at the same time, you didn't want to know. That was not something you wanted a mental image of when you already had so many other images constantly flashing through your mind.
You nodded and picked up your slice again and nibbled it.
"He missed you. We talked about you a lot. We used to reminisce about our childhood. Always giving him half of your deserts. Making jokes with each other. When we would all watch tv together when papa got home."
You finished off your slice and wiped your hands off on a fresh napkin.
"They made me forget about you. Had me thinking I was doing the right thing. Even when I doubted them...I still did what they asked. I didn't think there was a way out. I also stayed for Bucky. Not that I am blaming him of course." Your Sokovian accent began to slip into your voice and you did everything you could to avoid looking Wanda directly in the eyes. You knew if you did then the dam you had built up around your emotions would completely break down.
"Maybe if I had been there..." You spoke so quietly you weren't sure Wanda had heard you but she did.
"Don't. Don't do that to yourself. You couldn't have done anything. What if you had been there and I had lost both siblings at the same time that day. We wouldn't be sitting here now. Reunited." She took hold of your hand and squeezed it tightly.
"What matters is we move forward. You're here now. We're together again. I won't let anyone or anything change that." She leaned over and pulled you into a tight hug. You hugged her back and almost didn't want to let go. At that moment you decided that no matter where you were Wanda was your home.
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You had been at the compound for a couple of weeks. You mostly stayed in your room only coming out every so often usually coaxed by Wanda or Bucky. The others usually kept their distance trying not to overcrowd you.
They were nice enough. Loki would offer a blunt good morning or goodnight. Thor would share pop tarts with you. Though you suspected they were his least favorites from the mixed box. The effort was still there though. Clint would sneak you different kinds of alcoholic drinks to try from Tony's stash. Tony and Banner would sometimes allow you to come down into their lab after you had mentioned all the time you had spent with Shuri in hers.
Bucky still kept his distance. He was close but not too close. Steve and Natasha usually offered to train with you. You were appreciative of them and all they were doing. It made your time adjusting just a little easier but not entirely. There had been a couple of times during the weeks that Sam had busted into the room to wake you up from your nightmares. You honestly felt bad and even offered to ask Tony to move you to a different room. He insisted though that you stayed put in your room and that it didn't bother him. Though on those specific mornings after your night of nightmares he was always a yawning mess. Nevertheless, he always offered you a good morning and a smile.
You made your way off of the elevator into the living area. Clint and Natasha were sat on the couch talking quietly amongst themselves. Thor was in the kitchen making a toast while Sam and Steve were talking while pouring themselves a cup of coffee.
"Coffee?" Steve asked as you approached the kitchen.
"Yes definitely."
He handed you the cup he had just made and gave you a friendly smile to which you returned. "Thank you."
He gave a nod and went back to his conversation with Sam.
You sipped the coffee and felt it instantly warm you inside. Somehow he made it exactly how you liked it and you suspected Bucky had something to do with that. It almost made your heart twist to think of Bucky talking to Steve about you. But that was not something you were going to allow yourself to dwell on for longer than necessary. Not when the conversation back in Wakanda still lingered in your mind when you thought about him. You still reminded him of his time in Hydra and you were going to respect the distance he had put between the two of you.
You made your way to the wall of books and slowly let your eyes skim over the titles. A few catching your attention. You reached and grabbed a book called Pride and Prejudice. You looked it over before you heard a scoff from beside you. You looked up to see Loki towering over you noisily and looking down at the book you had in your hand.
"Really? A skilled magic-wielding assassin is going to read Pride and Prejudice. A love story?" You raised a brow and gave him a small smile.
"Why should I not read it? When the God of Mischief himself has read it?"
He took a moment to realize what you had said and pursed his lips.
"Exactly." You chuckled before tucking the book into your side and took a sip of the coffee. You went back to skimming the books until your eyes stopped on one in particular.
The book was on a much higher shelf than you could reach so you tucked Pride and Prejudice into the arm with the coffee and used your free hand to use your magic to bring the book down to you.
Loki watched you with interest as the book floated down towards you. The both of you were completely unaware that Bucky had entered the room and was eyeing the pair of you as he made his way over to stand with Steve and Sam.
Just as you were about to grab the book as it came within reach Loki reached out and grabbed it first. He looked it over and smirked.
"Really a book on Norse Mythology. Darling, I'm standing right here. If you wanted to know more about me you could just ask."
You rolled your eyes as his voice turned sultry.
"Are you sure it's you I'm wanting to know more about?" You watched as his face dropped for a split second before it was back to its smirk.
"My oaf of a brother doesn't seem your type."
"Hm." You pondered as you stole a glance at Thor. Thor was extremely handsome there was no doubting that. He was also rather funny and you enjoyed his stories that you were sure were very exaggerated. But there was no romantic attraction and you were positive Thor thought the same.
"You have a point." You shrugged as you snatched the book out of his hand. You set your coffee on the small side table beside the shelf along with the Pride and Prejudice copy.
You opened the Norse Mythology book to the chapter index and read it over. You could have sworn out of the corner of your eye you saw a slight shimmer of green on Loki.
He tilted his head and kept that attractive cocky smirk on his face as he continued to glance up at you from the book he had picked out.
You flipped over to the chapter about his abilities.
Astral projection, shape-shifting, hypnosis, molecular rearrangement, energy blasts, levitating, conjuration, cryokinesis, telekinesis, and teleportation.
"Interesting." You whispered just loud enough for him to hear.
You snapped the book shut and floated it back onto the shelf. You could feel his eyes watching every move you make.
Before he could react you grabbed the dagger that you always kept strapped to your thigh out of habit and lunged at him. The look of surprise was honestly amusing. He grabbed your wrist with the dagger but you easily tossed it into your other hand and drove into his chest.
He looked let go of your wrist and looked down at the dagger sticking out of his chest before falling to the floor. You dusted your hands off, grabbed the book and coffee off the table, and made your way to the kitchen for a refill. Everyone else seemed to be in shock looking up to the scuffle
They all ran past you to Loki's body as you just carried on refilling your cup. Thor looked up and his eyes zeroed in on you watching as walked to the elevator.
"(Y/n)?" Bucky was watching you in concern as he looked down at Loki.
"What?" You asked innocently with a small laugh as Thor started to rush towards you. Just then the elevator dinged and Loki walked out and couldn't help but look you up and down thoroughly impressed. Thor stopped in his steps and everyone looked down at the ground. Loki's body was no longer there.
"Guess my theory was correct, God of Mischief." You winked at Loki as you stepped into the elevator and the doors slid closed.
The room was silent as everyone was still processing what had just occurred.
"I think I like her." Loki smiled as he went about his business making himself a cup of tea.
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You sat on your couch reading for who knows how long. You hadn't even noticed that the day had shifted into the night by the time you had put the book down.
"Ms. Maximoff, Mr. Stark requests your presence in his lab."
You sighed as you stood and stretched.
"FRIDAY, tell him I'm on my way."
"Yes, Ms. Maximoff."
You rubbed your eyes as you slipped your slippers on and made your way out to Tony's lab. Mulling over what he could want.
Once out of the elevator and in front of the glass door you knocked softly watching Tony look up from his station with whatever he was messing with.
The door unlocked and you walked in.
"Hey Kid." he looked back down at the various pieces of metal and bolts.
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Stark?" You stood before him looking down at his organized mess.
"Yeah, First off you do know you can't just go stabbing people right?"
You covered your laugh with a cough when he gave you a stern look.
"Yes. I am very aware, Mr. Stark."
"Please. Just call me Tony. Good. Just wanted to make sure. Though I will say that many of us have thought of doing that on multiple occasions." He gave you a small grin which caused you to relax a bit. Just a bit because there was more than a lecture coming your way from the tone of his voice.
"Now secondly why I called you down was because Nick Fury wants to meet with you."
"...Why?" Your mind started going a million different directions wondering why after weeks of already being at the compound did thee Nick Fury want to meet with you.
"I don't know kid. Just relaying the message. Don't worry too much about it."
You couldn't help but note the slight concern in his voice but you merely just nodded and left it at that.
As you made your way back up to your room you changed directions and pressed the elevator for the rooftop.
What if they lock you away? I mean after everything you kind of deserve it. Not everything you did with Hydra was while brainwashed. You were manipulated yes but still, you didn't find that an excuse enough.
When the door slid open to the set of stairs you practically ran up them and out of the door. The cool air was welcoming. You had only been outside a handful of times since arriving usually to go on runs with Sam and Steve. Well more like with Sam. Steve usually left the pair of you in the dust.
You shrugged the dark green cardigan off and shivered as the moist air touched your skin. You tied the cardigan around your waist and made your way over to the edge of the roof then let your eyes wander over to the landing pad with a quinjet.
You bit your lip as you looked from the quinjet to the roof door.
After debating with yourself you walked towards the jet and just as your foot was going to come down on the landing pad you heard someone behind you.
"Going somewhere?"
You froze before slowly turning around and seeing Loki standing there in one of his lovely suits. He was standing beside the edge of the roof and you looked at him then at your surroundings. How long had he been up here with you?
"No...I mean yes." You quickly changed your answer when he looked between you and the quinjet and gave you a "are you serious" face.
"Nick Fury wants to see me...I'm worried they're going to throw me in some high-security prison and throw away the key." You finally spoke when you realized he was waiting for you to explain yourself.
"If they locked you up would you willing go? Even though I'm sure you could easily overpower them and disappear?" He asked cocking his head to the side.
You licked your lips and dropped your eyes to the ground before looking back up at him.
"I would willingly go. The things I've done... All of this," You motioned towards the compound. "Is more than I deserve."
"Then where are you going now?"
"I want to see my brother one last time in case they do lock me away." You didn't even bother hiding the Sokovian accent slipping in nor your voice cracking. You noticed that since you were reunited with Wanda that the accent came back regardless of you suppressing it for so long and usually when you were upset.
Loki continued studying you before he stepped away from the edge and moved directly in front of you. You couldn't help but look up at him and admire his blue eyes with the specks of green. Even in the terrible lighting, they were still bright and remarkable.
"I'll take you."
You looked at him with surprise. You didn't think he was going to stop you from leaving but you also didn't expect him to take the time to take you.
"You don't have to."
"I have nothing better to do." He shrugged as he held his hand out.
You looked down at his hand unsure before nodding and you slipped your hand into his. His hand was cold but your hand fit comfortably in it.
"Just think of where you want to go." He explained still looking down at you like if he was trying to memorize your face.
You nodded and took a deep breath and finally tore your eyes away from his and stared at his chest.
Before you knew it you felt an odd sensation of falling. There was no ground and there was no sky. Then suddenly that came to a stop and your feet hit the ground hard. You stumbled but Loki kept a strong grip on your hand and you narrowed your eyes at him when you heard him chuckle.
"First time is never easy. Does your brother know you were planning to sneak away to meet him before possibly being imprisoned?"
You looked around the cemetery then at Loki and raised a brow.
"I'm sure he would probably encourage it...or worse encourage me to run away and go into hiding."
Before he could reply you walked away and began looking down at the grave markings carefully walking around them.
It wasn't until that moment that Loki realized you had brought them to a cemetery. He watched as you respectfully moved around until you finally came to a stop.
When you finally found the one you were looking you froze and a hand came up to your mouth. Your breathing hitched and the invisible knife in your chest twisted.
Seeing his name on the grave only solidified his death. A part of you hadn't completely accepted that he was gone. It was just too unreal. The idea of your brother not existing anymore waiting to tell you his latest joke or to protect you at some protest the three of you found yourself to be.
You stood there silently but then the sadness kept lapping at you like waves against a cliff. Unrelenting.
You fell to your knees and sobbed.
"I'm so sorry, brother." You cried as you clutched your hands to your chest. You wished at that moment you could go back to being brainwashed. No matter on whose side. At that moment you didn't care. You just wanted the pain to stop. Your hands began to glow blue and that was when Loki finally raced over to you and pulled you up to your feet and held you close to his chest.
"I'm so sorry, Pietro. I wasn't there." You bawled as you clutched to the front of Loki's suit like it was the only thing that could keep your sanity from slipping away. You kept repeating the words over and over again until you lost your voice. Loki's grip on you never faltered keeping you on your feet. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around you and his chin on the top of your head.
Only once you went still and quiet and the clutch on his suit had lightened after what felt like hours did he pull away to look at you.
"I'm sorry," you told him as you stepped away and pulled your cardigan away from your waist, and slipped it on using the sleeves to wipe away your eyes.
You looked at the grave one more time before turning away and avoiding Loki's concerned gaze. You held your hand out to him patiently before he finally took your hand and that same sensation of teleporting came over you and again your feet left then returned to solid ground.
You glimpsed around seeing you were back on the compound roof. You sniffled and made sure to wipe your face again.
Loki's heart honestly broke for you though he would never admit it. It felt like only yesterday when he had hit rock bottom and broke when his mother died. It made his stomach twist seeing you experience the pain of loss he once felt. If he could take it away he would. He wasn't sure why but he would.
"Thank you." you finally broke the silence as he reached out and touched your shoulder. You stumbled when he teleported you into your room. You quickly grabbed onto the couch and steadied yourself.
"A little warning next time yes, God of Mischief?"
He could see that the little smile you gave him was forced.
"So, you think there will be a next time?" He quipped and this time gave a small smile in return when you let out a tiny genuine laugh.
You took a shaky deep breath over and over until your lungs were full and felt yourself start to relax. You walked over to your bathroom and reached into the medicine cabinet for a headache reliever. After the amount of crying, you were sure to feel it later.
When you returned from the bathroom you were surprised to find Loki still in your room. He was now standing by the window looking out over the grounds. The only light streaming into the room was coming from the compound itself and the moon.
"Drink?" You asked as you sat on the couch and reached into the mini-fridge and grabbed cold water. He shook his head and you nodded closing the drawer and took the pills with large needy gulps. You set the drink down on the table and made your way to stand before him.
"I miss the view of the stars in Wakanda." You whispered glancing from the sky to him.
"I know what you mean. If you love the stars then you can only imagine what they looked like from Asgard." He turned his face down towards you and the two of you just stared at one another.
When he took a step towards you you stayed put and tilted your head to the side staring up into his blue eyes trying to decipher what was going through his mind. When he reached out and trailed his fingers along your jawline you still didn't move nor did you look away.
His eyes went to your lips as his thumb brushed over them and when you still didn't move or stop him he slid his other hand behind your neck and tilted your face up and crushed his lips against yours.
Your heart skipped a bit when his hand roughly tilted your head upwards and you practically melted into him when his lips were on yours. You weren't sure if you should stop this but a huge part of you didn't want to stop it. There was no reason to stop it. The emotional high you were on made it feel ten times more passionate.
His lips melded perfectly into yours. Smooth and cool. You reached your hands up and placed them on either side of his clean shaven face pressing more into the kiss almost hungrily. Then your hands wrapped around his neck pulling him down to you.
At that moment his own hands left your jaw and neck and made their way down your body slowly feeling every curve. His hands were so cold but somehow set your body on fire at the same time.
When he took your bottom lip between his teeth you let out a small mewl causing him to grip even harder onto your hips. His hands then quickly made their way under your ass and lifted you. You wrapped your legs around his waist and broke the kiss momentarily as he pressed your body hard against himself and the window. Normally you would be worried someone would see or be watching but right now you didn't give two shits. You rapidly relieved yourself of your shirt and sports bra. You moaned when his mouth returned to yours and his grip on your thigh hardened you were sure there were going to be bruises tomorrow.
His mouth trailed from your lips down to your jawline then to your pulse point at your neck.
"Loki." You breathed as he kept kissing and sucking on your neck then your collarbone leaving marks wherever his hot mouth went.
"Yes, Darling?" he spoke huskily between the kisses that made their way to your chest. When you felt him press his now hardened length to your core all thoughts you had just flew out the door.
"I want you." You finally managed to say between the heavy breathing and moaning as his mouth encircled your right nipple. His mouth sucking and his tongue lapping at it. His hand on the left abandoned your thigh and made its way to your chest and began kneading your left breast.
"So do I, Darling."
Suddenly his mouth released your nipple causing you to whine at the absence. He let out a low chuckle causing you to open your eyes glaring straight into his mischievous blue ones. His hand returned to your left thigh and your back left the solid freezing window. He held onto you and walked you over to your bed and laid you down carefully.
He stood up straight and began undressing. You propped yourself up on your elbows and watched him as you bit into your bottom lip. You could feel yourself grow wetter and wetter between your thighs.
His shirt came off tantalizingly slow and you were almost sure he was doing it on purpose.
Your eyes roamed over his body.
'God... he really is a God' you thought to yourself as your eyes mapped out his chest down to his abs that almost looked carved out from marble to the defined v.
"See something you like?" He asked as he dropped his pants and boxers to the floor releasing his hardened length. Your cheeks went pink but couldn't help the way your mouth watered at the sight.
You felt the need in your core grow when he stroked himself a few times rubbing the pre-cum around the head of his cock.
"I don't think you need these anymore." His whisper was hoarse with desire as he climbed up onto the bed but not before pulling your pants along with your panties down.
"Gods, you look so beautiful like this. Wanting and needy for me."
His sultry voice was almost like a spell. One you wouldn't be able to break no matter how hard you tried. Just the sound of it had you clamping your thighs shut for any kind of pressure to relieve the ache.
He hovered over you and kissed your lips deeply. You pulled him down and licked his bottom lip. He opened his mouth allowing you access and you immediately began to explore his mouth. He tasted like a mix between whiskey, mint, and a hint of herbal tea.
He groaned when his tongue took its turn exploring your mouth. He pulled away and rested his head against your shoulder and pressed his length against your thigh.
You arched your back up to him and his hand began running down your body until it reached your hip. The sensation of his fingertips grazing your skin causing you to shiver. He squeezed your hip then his fingers made their way to exactly where you needed them. Slowly he dipped his fingers along your folds and he groaned again feeling how wet and aroused you were for him already.
"So wet for me, darling. I haven't even..." Instead of finishing his sentence, he showed you as he rubbed a thumb over your clit.
"Fuck" you whispered as you arched your back again trying to push more into his hand.
He chuckled darkly and began to rub your clit in tight circles slowly sliding two fingers into you.
"Loki..." His name was all you could whimper as you welcomed the pleasure he was giving you. He continued to work your clit and pumping his fingers. It took everything in him not to just take you there and then. All the noises you made for him were driving him mad. The way you kept saying his name like a prayer.
How could his touch be so cold and hot at the same time?
When he added the third finger you had to cover your mouth to keep from screaming out as he began to hit your g-spot perfectly.
"Don't cover your mouth, darling. I want to hear those beautiful little noises you're making for me. Look at me, I want to watch you come undone."
He watched as you removed your hand and bit your lip before your mouth parted letting out another breathy moan your eyes looking straight into his.
You gripped the blankets beneath you tightly. The way he watched you so intently turned you on more than you thought possible. His blue eyes bore into your (e/c) and you could feel the band in your core ready to snap at any moment.
"Come for me, pet."
That was all it took for the band in your core to snap. His blue eyes never left your face as he watched you come undone just from his fingers. The euphoria blinding you momentarily. It wasn't until your walls stopped gripping his fingers that he pulled them out.
Your body was already sweating and shaking from the pleasure you had just experienced. When you finally opened your eyes again you watched as he took those slick fingers and licked them clean causing that want for him to reignite.
"You taste even better than I imagined." He leaned down and kissed you softly. You moaned at the minty herbal taste of him mixed with the taste of you. You released the blankets and placed your hands on his chest. Your right hand slowly sliding down his hard smooth body straight down to his cock. You stroked him a few times before finally guiding him to your entrance.
This time he was the one moaning.
"Gods." He breathed dropping his head to your shoulder again.
"You mean Goddess." You teased, the soft giggle that had left your lips quickly turned into moans once again as the tip of his length entered you.
"Goddess Divine." He lifted his head and smirked when you rolled your eyes.
He lowered down and began kissing and nipping your neck as he slowly pushed into you. Allowing you to adjust to him until he was bottomed out. He began to thrust in and out slow and steady at first. Trying to savor the feeling of your walls gripping his cock.
"Fuck Loki." You whimpered as his speed picked up until he was slamming into you. Your moans filled the room as pleasure and passion overtook you. You gripped onto him, your nails sure to leave scratch marks along his back.
You put your right hand against his stomach causing him to stop.
"Did I hurt you?" He asked looking your face over for any sign of discontent.
You shook your head profusely. "Not at all but..." You trailed off as you hooked your leg around his flipping him onto his back and you were now on top of him.
He looked at you in astonishment then gave his signature Loki smirk. You guided his length back to your entrance and slammed down on it.
"Keep doing that and I won't last long," he growled as his hands made their way up to your breasts.
"That sounds like a challenge." You leaned down, kissing and marking along his jawline and neck. You slowly licked the sweat off of his skin from the bottom of his earlobe to his collarbone. Now it was you who was enjoying every little noise you could pull from the God.
"Don't hold back. I want to hear you come undone for me, Loki." You repeated his words back to him as you straightened back out and began to ride him. His hand dropped from your breasts and down to your hips leaving more bruises but you really couldn't care less.
Your head fell back as the band in your core began to tighten again. His hands gripped your hips to a stop and he began bucking up into you.
"Oh my God Loki." Your second orgasm was somehow even better than the first. His thrusts became erratic when your walls tightened around him as he chased his own bliss until finally, he found his own release moaning out your name. He leaned back into the pillow as you continued to slowly ride through his orgasm milking his cock of his hot warm cum until it was dripping down your thighs.
You slowed down until you were at a complete stop and felt him soften inside of you. You climbed off of him and laid to the side. He gave you a quick kiss on the lips before climbing off the bed and disappearing past the bathroom door. He came back with a warm rag and cleaned you off followed by cleaning himself. He tossed the used rag into the laundry basket at the end of the bed and climbed back into the bed beside you. You pulled the quilt up from your feet and over the both of you. He gently slid his arm around you and held you close, kissing the top of your head softly. Silence now filled the room aside from the two of you catching your breaths.
"I hope I don't regret that."
"You could never regret me, darling."