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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: Well... this chapter should be interesting :3

Chapter Seventeen: The Other Shoe Drops

    It was a rather unusual morning, the air fraught with tension from the moment she awoke. Which was a shame given how nice their date had been last night. Loki had been every inch a gentleman he had portrayed himself to be as Tom, pulling out her chair, opening doors and even ordering for her after asking what she wanted. They had shared some wine and swapped stories, Loki sharing amusing tales about his adoptive Midgardian family. Everything had been perfect, the only hitch coming at the end of the night when he had slid back into the God she saw in the movies and demanded she stay with him for the night. After running in with Thor twice that day, she found it hard to argue his point.
    Especially with how heavy the air felt as she lay in bed next to a likewise tense deity. Instead of addressing the odd tension, he simply sat up; waving a hand over her stomach to soothe her morning sickness before it could happen. At this point she didn’t have the strength to fight it. Before, it had felt noble to suffer through the dry heaving and misery. Now, she felt silly for ever refusing him; finding the ability to keep down food in the morning a blessing. “Come on, let’s get you up and dressed. We have to get you down to set,” the assistant sighed, getting out of the bed she shared with her client. Loki only smiled at her wryly before getting out of bed himself, revealing the fact that he was very naked.
    Lissa couldn’t stop her earthy eyes from moving downward, a slight pulse of lust rippling through her nethers when she saw he stood at full attention; the weeping tip almost seeming to beg for her attention. In fact her body seemed to be moving towards his despite the heaviness of the atmosphere. Seeming to notice this, the gorgeous actor purred before helping to close the distance and wrap his strong arms around her. Then he was squeezing, his nose burrowing into her neck as he inhaled deeply. “I have a feeling something may happen today. Stick close to me,” he whispered, his blue-green eyes locking on her as he backed away slightly to give her a haunted look.
    Reaching up, the pregnant brunette pressed her lips against his as she moved a hand between them to grasp his rock hard manhood. It pulsed hotly in her hand, feeling more like silk covered metal than any part of the human body. Then she began to move her hand, relishing in the heated moan he released against her lips. His tongue swept slowly into her mouth as his breathing increased,soft noises leaving him as she moved faster. As he whimpered and leaned into her, his breaths growing shaky when she increased her speed; causing a warm feeling of self satisfaction to fill her. “Lis,” he breathed, going stiff as warm cum spurted onto her palm and arm.
    “I love you Loki,” she sighed, allowing herself to be his lover and not assistant for a few moments.
    “I love you too Melissa, so much more than I can ever express,” breathed the shaky male, a smile on his pale face. Some of his inky hair hung in his eyes, giving him a sexily disheveled look as he recovered from his orgasm.
    With a low purr, he tightened his hold on her until she was pressed tightly against him. His sharp nose nuzzled her hair affectionately, a huff of contentment sighing out of him as his large hands roamed her back. “If we didn’t have to leave soon, I would gladly return the favor. As it is, would you care to compromise and join me in a shower?” purred the far too suave Asgardian holding her.
    “I would love to but I have a condition of my own. Try to keep your own words in mind, eh? We only have time for a quick breakfast before we have to run. Thank God we have your car. Ol Sarg doesn’t exactly start on a dime anymore,” she conceded, snickering when the proud deity gave her a pout as he nuzzled her nose with his.
    “I know darling. Just seeing your lovely body naked will have to be enough,” he sighed in a playfully put upon tone, ushering her into the small room ahead of him.
    True to his word, he mostly kept contact between them platonic; a hint of longing behind his touches but nothing more. His hands’ favorite place to linger seemed to be where the small dot that was their child rested, his chin perched on her shoulder as the warm water beat down on their bodies. All too soon, they had to wash and dry themselves; getting on their clothes for the day before leaving the disguised celebrity’s room. Loki insisted on making breakfast for the two of them, making Lissa sit at the table while he cooked. Knowing she wasn’t about to win this argument, she simply complied with a sigh.
    To her surprise, the God turned out to be a pretty good cook; making some french toast, sausage and eggs for the both of them. Grateful that she was able to eat this meal because of his magic, the handler dug in with gusto; her amused lover planting a kiss on her cheek before taking a seat beside her. “At least mother’s cooking lessons didn’t go entirely to waste,” he chuckled, a slightly rueful tone to his voice as he began to eat his own food.
    “Frigga must have been some woman if she was able to convince Odin to allow one of his sons to take up something as womanly as cooking,” the brunette teased lightly, smiling when he laughed in response.
    “I wish you could meet her. She would adore you and try to get you in as many dresses as she could. She always wanted a daughter,” Loki sighed, mirth and a shade of homesickness coloring his blue-green gaze. Lissa could only reach over and place a hand over his, sorrow for him filling her heart.
    After everything he had told her, she knew it had been an extremely long time since he had seen the woman he considered his mother. Millions upon millions of years, an unimaginable amount of time for any mortal. He had to miss her horribly, even more so now that he was expecting a child. He would no doubt want to show off the child to her, even allow the babe to be spoiled by her and he just wouldn’t have that chance thanks to the men he called brother and father. “I wish I could have met her too. Maybe, some day, I’ll get to,” she whispered, the fact that she was mortal not lost on her. In time, he would lose her and more than likely their child as well; a realization that hurt her soul. Despite all his best efforts, he was destined to wind up alone in the end. It was no wonder he was desperate to spend as much time around her as he could. In the grand scheme of things, the life of her and their child would be but a blink of his eye.
    As if sensing the direction her thoughts had taken, Loki lifted her hand to place a loving kiss on the top. “Whatever happens, I’ll not lose either of you. I will go up to Asgard and behead Odin with my bare hands before I lose my family again,” he rumbled, his words holding a strangely deadly tone before he was clearing the plates with a wave of his wrist. Then he was gently pulling his assistant and lover to her feet, grasping both her upper arms before pressing an affectionate kiss to her forehead.
    “Enough of that now. We have a lot to do and I just know that Thor has gone and done something stupid after what he found out. Be on your guard and stick close to me,” he all but demanded, his eyes now a glowing green as he assumed the posture of the Prince he once was.
    Stunned by the change in behavior, Lissa nodded silently; following close behind as he led the way to his sleek looking, black Jaguar. “Knowing the oaf, he did go to mother but he probably also went to Odin, demanding to know if the allegations are true. If that’s the case, Odin is more than likely setting up an army of his warriors to invade Midgard to find me. However, since I see a lack of humans flooding the streets in a panic, I doubt that has happened as of yet,” he informed, his voice low, oddly cold and clipped, as if he was barely restraining an urge to harm someone.
    The professional that followed him opened her mouth to speak, only to shut it again. There was really nothing she could add that would help the situation. So she just got into the left side of the car, finding the British set up for vehicles very foreign compared to her American made T-bird. If she ended up having to junk Ol Sarg, she would have to buy one of these; a thought that honestly made apprehension crawl all over her skin. She doubted she would be able to handle it without a fair amount of crashes simply because she was so acclimated to her American car. Hell, it had taken months for her to get used to the roads alone; old habits making her long to drift to the wrong side of the road. She was so distracted by her own inner ramblings that she didn’t notice they had reached their destination until Loki was opening her door for her.
    Giving the disguised deity a small smile she got out of his car and lead the way to the set, the director patiently waiting for them inside. As soon as he saw them come in, he approached them with a wide smile; opening his mouth to tell them what scenes he had planned to work on today. It was then a loud boom of what could only be called thunder filled the spacious studio. “Fuck,” Loki hissed, shoving her behind his back as he pulled himself up to his full height; allowing his innate magic to swirl around his closed fists. The director, who had been standing next to him, could only look at him with confusion as well as amazement. Thankfully the green glow around the actor’s hands became the least of his problems.
    In the span of a few seconds, a bright, rainbow colored light filled the room and then it was gone; leaving Thor and a man who could only be Odin by his side. The imposing patriarch towered easily over all of them, his long white beard flowing down to his chest and his one blue eye glaring at them as if they were bugs to squashed. It was almost haunting the amount of resemblance he had to Anthony Hopkins but he was much taller and more buff than the elderly actor she had come to consider her grandfather. He also exuded a certain power and arrogance that no one could hope to match unless they were him. As soon as his one eye landed on Loki, it narrowed and he got into a fighting stance; one hand on his sword.
    Everything descended into chaos from there, various extras, actors and stagehands asking just what was happening. Even the director was gobsmacked, his mouth hanging open as his brain tried to reconcile what his eyes were seeing. “Chris, what?” he gasped out, gaping like a fish as he took in the golden armor the man was wearing. A grim expression was on the actor’s face, his golden curls hanging slightly in his blue eyes as a large hammer appeared in his right hand.
    “You dare to speak to Thor Odinson as if he is your equal?!” boomed the commanding voice of Odin, sounding so much like Tony and yet not.
    “Peace father, these Midgardians are entirely ignorant to what I really am. He means no harm and is very likely extremely confused. We are merely here to retrieve my brother, not kill innocent people,” the Norse God of Thunder soothed, his regret filled eyes landing on Loki.
    The taller, slimmer male only glowered back, betrayal clear in his green orbs. “Lissa, I need you to run luv. I’ll be right behind you,” he breathed, shoving her subtly as his clothing shimmered and morphed on his body. Soon he was standing before her in his full armor, the horned, golden helm perched on his head as he formed a shimmering sword out of his magic.
    “Tom?!” the still shell-shocked director gasped out, startling backward from the star of his movie. Odin only boomed laughter, the sound sardonic and cutting; as if he was disgusted by the ignorance of the human before him.
    “Tom, is that what he’s been calling himself now? You see Thor, he has been deceiving them like I told you. It is time to end this game of his, whatever it is. This Midgardian female is just a pawn on his chessboard,” the older deity snarled, distaste clear in his voice as another rainbow light began to form behind him.
    “Run Lissey! Get the fuck out of here!” Loki screamed before he charged at the two people he used to call family.
    Blinking the brunette sprung into action and did as she was told, turning tail and running only God knew where. Behind her she heard Odin order what she assumed was a large group to attack and subdue her lover. Her heart turning into a ball of pain in her chest, she ran blindly out of the building; ramming right into the chest of someone. “Lis? Darling what...?” began a familiar, male voice before arms were wrapping protectively around her.
    “Shit, let’s get you away from here luv,” hissed the person she now knew for sure was her ex as he ushered her away from the studio.
    The next thing she knew, she was in his car; buckling in as he fumbled with his keys. Then he was starting the car with a roar, stomping on the gas as he sped away from the studio; just in time to avoid a magical explosion that flew out of the building. “Christ, looks like you got yourself involved in quite the adventure. Did Tom piss off someone he shouldn’t?” her former fiance hissed, looking in the rearview as he sped down the road.
    “Jeremy, its a long fucking story. Right now we need to pick up Rissa and go to my home to pick up a few things. I’ll explain as we go,” she clarified, not at all surprised when her Corgi puppy suddenly appeared in the back seat. What did surprise her was Jeremy’s reaction to the unusual happening.
    Instead of freaking out or swerving, the calm englishman simply raised a brow; smiling as the dog crawled into his owner’s lap. To her further astonishment, he began to mutter some strange language to her pet. A language the canine seemed to understand, his oversized ears perking forward as he paid attention. To finish off the weirdness of her day, no her century, her puppy began to speak back; his voice an eerie echo of her lover as he spoke in the same language Jeremy was using. When he looked back up at her, he gave her a grin before turning his attention back to the road ahead of him. “I think I already have a fair idea what’s happening my dear but I feel I have a few things of my own to explain,” he sighed, heading towards the building his former fiance worked at.
    “Are you an Asgardian like Odin, Thor and Loki?” the stunned handler whispered, staring at her dog with a gobsmacked expression. Lo-lo only grinned up at her, his oddly green eyes glittering with an inner mischief.
    “I’m afraid so. I used to be Loki’s magic teacher when he was young, though I doubt he remembers. It was long before what would eventually become your world even existed,” he confessed, a nostalgic smile on his gaunt but handsome face as he continued to drive to their destination.
    Lissa absorbed this new information in silence, rubbing her pet as her thoughts drifted to his human counterpart. From the way he acted, Loki had no clue about Jeremy’s real identity; if Jeremy Irons was really even his real name. “I followed the Prince to Midgard long ago. Frigga had compelled me to keep an eye on him and I would be lying if I said I wouldn’t have done so anyway. In my short time with him, he was like a son to me; so bright and eager to learn. We used to talk before all that nonsense about his heritage was uncovered. I wanted to make sure he would be alright after he escaped,” he murmured, suddenly seeming very tired as a deep sadness came into his weary brown eyes.
    “Boy... the Gods have a strange sense of humor,” she sighed, the fact that she had been close to marrying Loki’s teacher not lost on her. It would have been funny if it wasn’t so horribly sad.
    “Is Jeremy even your real name?” she continued, her heart aching and tired from everything she had learned recently; let alone the fact her lover was in very real danger. To tell the truth, she was fed up with finding out the men she cared about weren’t the people she thought they were.
    “Yes darling. My mother loved Midgard and gave me names she had fallen in love with. My father wasn’t around to complain,” he replied, reaching over to grasp her hand in his to offer some form of reassurance.
    Lissa smiled, shaking her head as she let out a slow breath. “I don’t even have to ask if you’re the same person. I know you well enough to know you would never lie to me, much like Loki,” she sighed, giggling when the Corgi in her lap jolted slightly at his name. Jeremy only chuckled warmly, a callused thumb brushing over the top of her hand as he swung into her work place.
    “We had better hurry. I don’t know how much longer he can hold off the entire army of Asgard alone. Loki is skilled and has grown in power over the billions of years but even he has his limits,” the actor announced, getting out of the car at the same time his former fiance did.
    “We won’t have to worry about that. Rissa has known me long enough to just go when I say go,” the assistant assured as she sprinted for the building, her heart pounding in her ears as she tried to ignore her growing worry for her missing lover.
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