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A Little Secret	By : FlameWolf666 Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 7448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Loki nor do I personally know Tom Hiddleston or any of the other famous people herein. I do not own Avengers or Thor and yes this is a work of fiction. This is just for fun and no profit will be made.

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Author’s Note: More misunderstandings. Have to wonder what will happen.

Chapter Sixteen: Unexpected Company

    As he finished talking, Lissa found herself coming out of what had been a very intense memory. It was as if she was seeing things as they happened, feel what both parties could feel as he told her his story. It was as if she had lived through it herself. So, when she found herself in Loki’s familiar house instead of Asgard in the past, she had been more than just a little disoriented. In fact, she even felt tears running down her cheeks; reaching up to touch the moisture with numb fingers. Fingers that were soon grabbed in a gentle grip and kissed as her eyes slowly regained focus. “Wh-what was...,” she began before her stomach was lurching and she was sprinting to the nearest sink. The gagging female barely made it in time to lose what little she had eaten over what she hoped were already dirty dishes.
    A hand met her upper back at the same time one met her stomach and she could no longer find the energy to argue against what he was trying to do. Especially when relief for her roiling gullet came in an instant. “S-sorry,” she gasped, collapsing as all her strength left her at once.
    “Nothing to apologize for darling. I should have warned you what that would be like but I had forgotten it would be so distressing for a first timer,” rumbled a soothing, accented voice as she found herself scooped up into strong arms. Then soft lips were resting on her forehead as she was carried gently.
    “What was that?” she asked again, closing her eyes as she allowed her cheek to rest on his clothed chest.
    “Ah... I guess you could say I drew some inspiration from your movies. I made the memory into more of an experience. I wanted you to be able to feel the true weight of what had happened. I felt you deserved that much,” came the quiet, guilt-ridden reply.
    “I’m glad you did but a little more warning would have been nice,” sighed the woozy professional as he laid her gently on silk sheets. It was then she realized he had taken her to his room.
    “I’ll keep that in mind for next time. Right now I want you to have a nice lie down. All of the activity and stress from earlier can’t have been good for you or our child,” murmured the worried deity as he changed her into a pair of loose pajamas with a wave of his hand.
    This made the twenty-eight year old laugh, love for the towering man filling her heart. “Loki, other expectant mothers do much more strenuous activity. I’m certainly not ready for a nap,” she giggled, her merriment only growing when he gave her his patented Loki glare.
    “But, I am willing to lay down for a bit if your are willing to sit with me and talk,” the reclining femme offered, her expression all innocence as the powerful being considered her words. If he wanted, he could use his powers to tie her to the bed as well as even force her into sleep; a prospect that both frightened and excited her. A fact she could only chalk up to pregnancy hormones.
    “Alright luv, you win. Besides, I’m always willing to spend time with my girl,” rumbled his rich baritone as he sat beside her. Then, as if noticing how much empty space there was and how lonely she seemed, he was laying beside her on his side; wrapping a loose arm around her waist.
    “I’m sorry you had to go through that. No one deserves such horrible things,” Lissa whispered after a few moments, getting a soft puff of breath against her neck as the star nestled into her left shoulder.
    “It was aeons ago but... I am in no rush to experience such a thing again. I have missed you on the nights I go home Lissey,” sighed the sleek looking male holding her to him like a security blanket.
    “Oh, you still go back home?” she teased, ignoring the obvious direction her lover was trying to take the conversation. It wasn’t that she didn’t miss him too on the rare occasion when he had to go back to his flat, it was that she really wasn’t sure she was ready for this step yet. This also wouldn’t be the first time he had brought it up since they had come home.
    The handler was acutely aware of the small amount of time she had left to make things look good for her charge as well as the fact that window was rapidly shrinking each day she dilly dallied. Also there was the added complication of Loki’s brother, who was also disguised as an actor, knowing she was pregnant. Let alone him knowing just who Tom Hiddleston really was. There was just no telling what would happen next, making her concerns about the paparazzi seem miniscule in comparison. “Don’t tease pet, you now what I mean. I can feel your loneliness as if it were mine. What reason do you have to keep dodging me on this. We both long for this and I tire of your excuses. I also grow reluctant to have you away from me with Thor sniffing about,” growled the unearthly being beside me as he slowly sat up, jade green eyes staring down at her as he pursed his lips.
    “H-how can you feel my loneliness? Did you use your powers to establish a connection between us?” whispered the stunned woman as she met his gaze, letting out a breath she had been holding when blue came back into the green overtaking his orbs.
    “I only did it to ensure you would be safe while I was gone. If I felt any amount of distress, I could get back to you in an instant,” he reasoned, relaxing when she smiled at him.
    “I’m not mad but I wish you had asked. I won’t yell at you or refuse your magic just because its magic. I just want to know what spells are used on me,” Melissa sighed, wrapping her arms around him and cuddling into his chest.
    “Hmmm, says the woman who won’t let me alleviate her morning sickness,” he quipped playfully, a deep chuckle bubbling out of him when her milky cheeks turned a light pink.
    “That different!” she began, her voice heated as his slightly cool lips stopped her words.
    “Is it really? I know your reasons but you could use those same reasons for a lot of things. You could just push off my help as wanting to deal with it on your own. An admirable trait but unneeded. I am here to help make sure you two are safe and I simply won’t take no as an answer on some things,” he whispered, his deep voice holding a hint of authority that made her shudder.
    “However, I will at least discuss them with you in the future and explain my reasons. Sound fair?” Loki continued, his ultimatum shocking her just as much as it didn’t. On the one hand, when she had simply know him as Tom, she had expected something like this with him. However, now that she knew him as Loki, she half expected him to just take what he wanted; not having to hide his true self any longer.
    “Sounds like a fair compromise to me,” the handler agreed, giving his chin an affectionate peck. It still felt odd to freely show affection for him, even with her pregnancy and everything they had shared.
    The taller, faster man holding her purred before capturing her lips, large hands spreading over her upper back. “Though I think we’ve gotten a bit off track. None of this has answered my most urgent question,” sighed the actor as he moved his lips to rest on her forehead. Sighing, Lissa knew she was caught. She really didn’t have a good excuse beyond simple nerves. Even the pup that shared her lover’s true name had seemed anxious to leave her flat, sitting in front of her door and giving her an impatient expression more often than not.
    “I don’t know... I just think we should go public for a while before I just move in,” she whispered, clinging onto the last reason she had. Even that one sounded hollow, given that it was a miracle the paparazzi haven’t caught them yet. Let alone the extra danger of Thor knowing way more than he should.
    Even the shapeshifter holding her seemed to be incredulous about her reply, going still as a heavy silence filled the room. “My patience is wearing thin kitten. Very thin. If I ask you when you want to go public, you put me off by saying you want to wait until more people see us together. And so on. Are you still afraid of what the publicity will do to my career, even with my adopted brother on our heels? It is truly remarkable,” snarled a cold voice that was pure and utter Loki, one of his hands coming up to grip my shoulder tightly as his chin came to rest on top of my head.
    “I will allow you a few more days to decide how you want to play things. Three at the most. If you are not willing to at least go on a date by then, I will move you into my flat whether you want to or not. I am not willing to compromise over your safety or having you away from me any longer than necessary,” he declared, the air in the room becoming frigid as his ire grew.
    Lissa could only whimper, shuddering slightly at everything he was implying. Oddly enough, something inside her was very tempted to see if he would go as far as he said he would. Some part of her very much wanted to see the part of Loki she had seen in his memories. A version of him that had been likely been long bred out of him by being Tom Hiddleston. “Okay Loki. What would you think about dinner tonight?” she whispered, feeling oddly nervous. Sure she had slept with him but being on a date was far more intimate. She would be alone with him for a few hours at least, no other people around to distract him or her.
    Not only that but the people around them would no doubt see them as a couple, an intimidating prospect when everyone still saw him as his actor persona. Just thinking about the stories that would spawn due to how fast their relationship was going made her head swim. Then there was Thor, a man not exactly known for his subtlety. She could very well see the brash God charging in during their date and blowing her lover’s cover. To be honest, Tom Hiddleston being uncovered as a real life Norse deity would more than likely blow everything else out of the water. “Mmm I would love to darling, provided you’re feeling up to it. For now, I just want you to lay here,” murmured a soft rumble, bringing her back to the here and now.
    Sighing, the handler rolled her chocolate eyes as slight irritation filled her. She wasn’t used to inactivity and she was likely to go crazy if she was forced to stay in this bed for much longer. All her earlier nausea had fled, leaving her with an energetic feeling. She wanted to be doing something, not laying in bed and snuggling; as nice as this was. The God holding her seemed to sense her energy, huffing slightly in amusement. “Or, we could put some of that energy to use,” purred his raspy voice by her ear before he was giving her neck a nip.
    His weight pressed her into the bed as the taller, handsome trickster hovered over her, a low noise of affection escaping him as he bent to nuzzle at her still flat tummy. His winter field, thunder scent filled her nostrils the same time his achingly gorgeous face came into her vision. “I love you Melissa. Always remember that,” he breathed, leaning in for a kiss. Their lips were just about to meet when a loud knocking came from downstairs.
    “Stay here,” he snarled, his mood flipping from amorous to protective in an instant as he pulled from her. Then he was heading to the bedroom door, his eyes closing as his powers extended outward. He was sensing for who was at the door, wanting to change his tactics based on the information he received.
    Realizing this herself, Lissa sat up; her heart beating in her chest as a million thoughts went through her head at once. So, naturally, she disobeyed him entirely and got out of bed to stand by his side. The arrogant being whirled to glare at her, only sighing when he saw the determination in her earthy orbs. “It seems that there are a few things of your own you aren’t willing to compromise on. It would be contradictory of me to fault you for that. Just stay behind me. Its Thor,” Loki whispered, unfazed when his lover’s small Corgi puppy simply materialized in the room. The brunette, on the other hand, wasn’t handling her pet’s sudden appearance half as well.
    She had very nearly forgotten the pup was once a part of her boyfriend, Lo-lo having acted more or less normally despite the revelation. It was only now that she found herself reminded of his origins sharply, looking down at the stubby dog as he nuzzled up to her leg and whimpered. “He felt my distress and came to help protect you. It seems you and he have formed a very strong bond,” sighed the Asgardian who shared her pet’s name, an approving tone to his voice as he opened the door.
    “Well I guess that’s fair. I keep forgetting he’s a piece of you,” sighed the confused woman, following her powerful lover out of his room and down the stairs. Her normally jolly Corgi followed close behind them, his overlarge ears pointed forward as his white upper lip lifted slightly.
    Loki also seemed tense, grabbing her hand to keep her close as he slowly made his way to the front door. “Stay behind me and don’t let on what little Loki is. Don’t even call him by his real name,” hissed the stressed male as he reached forward to open the door. What they saw made them both very nearly faint from sheer shock. Thor looked downright ill, his once tanned face now an unhealthy, ashen white. He had gone from looking robust to utterly gutted, his agony filled eyes moving to Lissa.
    “Loki...,” he began, stopping when his brother gave him a heated glower.
    “Easy, take a good look at him. Lets at least let him past the threshold before we start condemning him,” Lissa reasoned, gently pulling the fuming deity back so the Norse God of Thunder could enter his house. Her Corgi didn’t seem as inclined to back off quietly, letting out a quiet growl before moving to stand in front of the assistant.
    Thor only winced, moving a large hand through his curly, blonde hair as he walked into the large house. He opened his bearded mouth to say something when his suspicious sibling cut him off by assuming a defensive posture. “Say your piece and leave!” Loki bristled, ignoring the hushing that came from his lover and handler.
    “I came to bring you home, where you belong. Father thought... We both thought you were laying low, plotting. Now... I find it hard to see this as an act,” the strangely submissive warrior whispered, his eyes travelling to the female his sibling hid.
    “Hmph, if I did not know you so well; I could almost accuse you of trying to trick me somehow,” hissed the ebony haired male, his hands curling into tight fists as a green light appeared around them.
    “As it is, I find I have very little taste for ‘family’ right now,” he continued, the venom in his voice fading for hurt and betrayal as he kept himself between his relation and the woman who carried his child.
    “You can’t blame us for not trusting you after...,” began the well meaning behemoth, stopping when the man across from him made a cutting motion with his hand.
    “I can blame you for what happened before. Especially him! Or has he not told you the entirety of his own crimes?” snarled the deity disguised as a movie star, an old bitterness tinging his icy tone as unconscious tears tracked down his pallid cheeks. There was a hint of blue to his skin tone now, cold pouring of him in waves as his green eyes flickered to deep red and back.
    “Wh-what are you talking about brother?” the well-meaning oaf whispered, genuine confusion coloring his tone. This was not the right way to respond.
    The taller, spell-wielding deity went utterly stiff, his nostrils flaring as a sharp snarl left him on exhale. “Of course you would not know. No, you were too busy shunning me along with the rest of them! Shunning me for the incident of my birth! Of course you would not remember her, though she tried her hardest to be your friend in the beginning! It seems I am the only one who does! Even this world’s unknowing historical account of the events leaves her out! Me and... me and mother...,” he whispered, slumping as the rage he held in the beginning subsided for heartbreak and bone deep weariness.
    “Fuck... she was immortal and time still saw fit to erase her like so much useless dust. The only thing that exists of her is my memory and the hole she left in my heart when the man you call father snapped her neck for daring to carry my child. An abomination he called it... I wonder what he would call himself if he used the same judgement he would use on me. If another Asgardian had been brought before him for killing a pregnant female, they would have been executed on the spot,” whispered the broken trickster, blue gradually returning to his eyes as he pulled Lissa to stand by his side.
    “Brother... I...,” Thor tried again, getting a sharp shake of the head that interrupted him once more.
    “No... do not call me that. Talk to mother. Learn what she knows. Only come back when you truly understand what it was that caused me to become what I was. Do not bother me again until we stand on equal ground in this regard,” whispered Loki, something leaving him as depression began to ripple off his aura.
    “You could have no idea what it is to lose something...,” the oblivious son of Odin bit back, turning on his heel and storming out as the darker brother released a bitter laugh.
“Oh dear ‘brother’,” he hissed, spitting the word like it was something that fouled his mouth, “you merely watched your lover grow old and die. You watched your halfling children live their full lives and die. I envy you having at least that opportunity.” Then the golden giant was gone, leaving his broken sibling alone to break down. It was all Melissa could do to hold him and murmur soft nothings as she pet his inky hair, her heart clenching for the pair of men.
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