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Burn his insolence	By : Paralyzed_heart Category: Marvel Verse Cartoons > Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes Views: 507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not owe The Avengers or any f the characters nor make any profit from it. Warnings: Rape/non con. Relationship: Loki/ Steve Rogers.

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It was a blue suit with a white lining at the edge. He liked it. It was nice. He always had loved blue and the dress was as he admired it and it matched perfectly with his blue eyes. Bucky always knew him the best. He pulled a bag from below the bed which had all the things regarding his job and with a drop of hope in his throat, he locked the door which made a bad creakling sound and made his way to the streets. His job was in a choclate factory. A famous one Bucky had said. He waited for Bucky to pick him up in the cold morning. After what felt like hours, a man with a black suit and a warm smile tugged at his face who he called his friend came in a car of same colour of his suit. Steve smiled and entered the car. Bucky had been very kind to him all the way, telling him about the wheather of London, how to manage the job, and assuring him everything will be alright and that he will be able to handle the job. He did not pay much attention to his best friend, rather thinking about his past and how he had lost his loved once all at once. Their destination arrived and Bucky parked the car and they went in.
It was not a very geat building. He had expected more. They went inside to the management room to find a lady with reddish brown hair and a fair complexion, who said her name was Natasha and had made them to wait till their manager came. Bucky had said about the manager, had said his name was Loki Laufeyson.
Steve liked the name. Four letter cute name. Loki.
Low-key. Love-key.
Lo-kay. Lov-key. Lov-ly.
Low-wee. Lack-key.
Oh how many nic names. Bucky had informed him that the man was a strict and patient one. Bucky had also said that the man had a lot of ego and savageness as he was of a rich family and was the person running this whole chocolate industry. He said the man was not kind and was arrogant. Steve thought he would not like this Loki, the man that Bucky had said.
His thoughts were ripped off when he heard a shrill voice tingling at t back of his head, calling his name.
"Steve Rogers?"
The women, Natasha, looked at him and gestured him to get inside the room.
"Yes, that's me."
He hit a smile to Bucky as Bucky squeezed his hand, before getting up from us seat and entering the room.
His footsteps echoed as he stood in front of the cold door. He knocked the door with his knuckles and straightened his suit, calming his breath and staying focused.
He heard a sharp clear of throat which indicated him to get in? Well he suppose. He had expected atleast a word commanding to come in or an assistant telling him to enter and not a clear of throat. So this man must be really arrogant. He need to be patient. He has come this far ofcourse.
With a deep breath, he pushed the heavy door which made a noise, and which was the only noise as he cocked his head to peep inside the room and stepped forward, closing the door from the behind.
The room was filled with darkness exept for a dim light from the window which filled the whole room with extremely cold wind. It took Steve a few blink of his eyes and a shake of his head to adjust to the darkness. He narrowed his eyes to see a figure sitting on a chair with a desk in the front. How much ever he rubbed his eyes and narrowed, all he could see was a distorted lean figure. He walked near the man blindly, without even thinking at what he was stepping. He knitted his brows togather and opened his eyes wide to narrow them down and moved forward to see the image in front of him as clear as glass. Shining with the dim light in the pitch black. Steve almost choked on nothing but air and he felt all the air escaping out of his lungs the moment he saw the man. The beauty in front of him.
A lean slender figure, pale skin as that of a ghost, his hairs so neat and not even a strand of hair sorted and unaligned. The man taking slow sips of the wine was the only sound except for the annoying voice of the wind. His black hairs, just as black as the room, making it almost impossible to see the even locks. They looked so soft. Steve wonder what it would be to touch them. The long lashes pointing below, covering the green gems of his eyes, with a black suit and a grim expression painted on his face. The pale skin was the only one which stood out in the dark room with the thin light shining on the skin, making it glow. Those slender long fingers, playing with the papers spread on the table, with other hand holding a glass of blood red wine with the talented fingers. The shap cheekbone which almost looked like the man had shaves it clean. The collar bone poking out on the long pale column of his throat with a small green necklace. A necklace which looked similar of that the one women wear. Sharp shoulder blades and broad chest, moving to the slender hip. Gods how slim as his waist? If not for the sharp clear yet soft masculine voice and the broad shoulders, Steve would have mistaken Loki for a woman.
It was only when the man shifted back uncomfortably and huffled that when Steve realised how close had he gone. He was inches far from th man's face. How stupid must he be looking. He immediately rippled back and stood straight looking at the man. His manager. Loki.
Loki gestured him to sit with a serous and formal expression as Steve did as he was told. Steve was feeling like he was being put in a frying pan and was being cooked. Despite the vicious cold outside, he was heating up from inside. He felt his cheeks and body burning. All the heat was directly hitting his groin, making him hard and erect. He had never felt anything like this since he lost his girlfriend. This was weird. Not to blame him, the man was indeed beautiful. But Steve had to be in his senses. Come on this is his manager he is thinking about. He might lose the only job he has. He shook his thoughts and bundled them aside looking at the pale triangular face.
"Steve Rogers. Hm" Loki said cocking is neck to get a clear glance of Steve.
Oh that soft angelic voice.
He twirled and twisted his long thin and pale finders, and passed a piece of paper towards Steve.
"Section 5, the one where the chocolates are being melted and mould into shapes. Got it?"
It took Steve a few seconds to force himself to stop admiring the voice and his body and to remember what Loki has told. He scrambled the words and nodded quickly. He would be an idiot if he would spot this man everyday. How can he work without admiring the angel near him? It would be a challenging task. Though the man is very formal and won't speak much, yet, Steve would be doomed. What if someone noticed his blush when he sees Loki? It was a black room now so Loki did not notice his dark eyes and scarlet blush but at the factory? In between a thousand people? He should be very caref-
He was whipped out of his thoughts when the crystal clear voice banged his head.
"Hand this to Miss. Natasha, she will instruct you where to move further. I need all the workers to be punctual. Highly punctual. Work to be done very neatly. No choas to be started among the workers. Shut your mouth, do the job, take the money and get the hell out of here. No questioning about any authorities or rules. You should be fast and highly talented. Ask the old workers if you need assistance. And you will obey to each and every rule. Any questions?"
"Um..m no.. si- no" Steve stammered and blurted out.
Loki frowned and raised one of his clean shaped eyebrows in question.
Oh this is going to be very hard for Steve. That was for sure. He cleared his throat and said firmly.
"No sir. Thankyou"
"Very well then" siad Loki tilting his head to take a gulp of the wine, eyebrows raised in suspecting, arrogance standing out clear on his face when he saw Steve still sitting on the chair.
Steve jumped off the chair and held out his hand with a big smile for which all he got was a wrinkle of nose as if he was of another spicies and stiff nod. What a serious man. Steve rolled down his eyes and walked out of the room,with his heart beating in an incredibly fast speed. Steve thought of the man, Loki, while his way to the passage. He shook his head and rolled his eyes after he realised that Loki was not of his type. He was social and enthusiastic and this man was completely different. This man maybe beautiful, but not at all friendly.
He was a sweating mess by the time he exited and found Bucky running towards him to ask about how it went.
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