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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: Stuff happens! (And smut)

Chapter Eight: Be Mine

    As soon as the pair stepped foot in the ‘Green Room’, Chris was whisking Tom away to meet some gorgeous starlet he had found. Rolling her eyes at how much the actor was acting like the man he was trying to disguise, the quiet female moved to a more hidden area so she could stay unnoticed. Unfortunately, she had been found before he had even sat down; Jeremy appearing out of nowhere to take a seat across from her. “You have impeccable timing yanno,” the young woman sighed in playful exasperation, giving her ex a small grin when he simply handed her a glass of ice water.

    “Mingling is more of a young man’s game, besides you looked a little lonely,” the older male replied smoothly, a small smile quirking the corners of his lips when she blushed very lightly.

    “If Tom sees you with me, he’ll throw a fit,” Lissa warned, feeling at ease around her former fiance despite herself. Something about Jeremy had always made her feel safe, as if he would never let harm come to her. Even when they had just been friends, she had felt this way around him. The only other person she felt as at ease around was currently having massive quantities of alcohol poured down his throat by his disguised and oblivious brother.

    The older male across from her followed her gaze, his smile only growing. “I look forward to it. The man has no idea I’m not even in your radar anymore. Even if I wanted to make a move, you would just brush me off and walk away,” the voice actor rumbled, his accented voice settling somewhere in the pit of her stomach despite herself. Smiling as she turned her earthy gaze back to him, the brunette only shook her head.

    “You sell yourself a bit short. If you really tried, you could sweep me off my feet. I guess I have to thank you for not even trying. It’s not that I don’t still care for you... Some part of me will always love you. I just... There’s something about him Jeremy,” the twenty-eight year old replied, her gaze traveling back to her grown ward as he tried to pry himself from ‘Chris’’ tight hold. His blue green eyes were growing wide and frantic as they searched around the room, seemingly unable to see her in the dark corner she had chosen.

    Seeing his growing distress, Melissa went to move; only to be stopped by her ex’s hand covering hers. “Just a few moments luv. He’s not all that anxious yet and I want to see something,” the graying actor urged, his own gaze fixed on his fellow.

    “Jeremy, wha?” she began, only to be shushed by the Shakespearian actor holding up his hand.

    “Just indulge me darling,” he murmured, his brown eyes fixed on Tom as the younger man’s distress grew by the second. Soon the black haired star was tearing himself from his clueless, hidden sibling before speed walking around the room with his eyes wide and watchful.

    “Hmmm, he’s certainly very concerned. Much more than he should be,” the older thespian remarked as if to himself. Then he was pushing his chair away from the table and getting up on his long legs, his dark eyes shining down at her fondly.

    “You should go find Tom before he starts tearing the place apart,” he suggested before simply bowing and taking his leave.

    Wondering just what that had been all about, the assistant got to her feet to look for Tom, who had just disappeared into a group of chatting people. Politely shoving her way through with a shower of apologies, she saw a nearly frantic Loki about ready to start using his magic; no longer very concerned with maintaining his facade of humanity. “Tom! Hey!” She called cheerfully, doing her best to keep her fear out of her voice as she began walking toward the scared looking deity. At first the taller male jumped in place before turning to look for her, his raised hand slowly falling to his side as the unseen electricity in the air slowly began to fade.

    “Lissey,” he breathed before jogging to close the distance and sweep her into his shaking arms, not caring one bit for who saw the display or just how many people started to whisper.

    “God... Lissey,” the shaking star gasped, his voice raw as he reluctantly lowered her to the ground. Then he was grabbing her hand and dragging her bodily out of the crowded room, seemingly deaf to her heavy protests.

    “Tom, I’m fine! I was just in a part of the room that made it hard to see me. There’s no reason to...,” the pale female began as he ushered her into the service elevator, only to be stopped by him slamming her into the wall as his lips met hers almost viciously.

    “I can smell him on you Lissey. He touched you,” rasped his deep voice, his hands growing colder and colder against her skin as his lips claimed her once more.

    Making a small noise, the stunned handler went limp for a few seconds before her hands reached up to gently cup his face, pushing slightly to break the lip lock so she could answer. “Loki, its okay. We were just talking. Why are you acting so strangely?” she whispered, a bit shocked by his rough behavior. Her words seemed to bring him back with a crash and he backed off immediately, his bright green eyes full of guilt and a bit of leftover terror.

    “I’m sorry, I... I haven’t... You just... you mean a lot to me,” the normally eloquent male stumbled, his jaw tensing as he seemed to fight with himself.

    Melissa could only stare at him, comprehension slowly dawning on her face as she stopped to think. While at the convention, it was so easy to forget just who she was really dealing with. The being before her had been through a lot in his long life, had lost a lot of people he had cared about due to his heritage coming to light. The fact that all of this happened aeons ago didn’t matter a whit when he was currently acting the events out for the big screen. It only made sense he would be a bit paranoid now that she knew his secret, let alone had been a huge fan of his movies so far. “I’m not going anywhere,” she reassured quietly, slowly closing the distance between them to wrap her arms around his lithe waist.

    His scent hit her nose like a tidal wave, filling her core with a familiar, pleasurable ache. Releasing a shaky huff, Lissa craned her neck to see her client giving her a downright animalistic glance. “I wouldn’t let you go even if you wanted to,” his deep voice rasped, his eyes a bright green as his arms wrapped around her. His words caused the ball of electricity forming within her to pulse heavily and the young woman found herself fighting for breath as their eyes locked. There was a deeply possessive glint to her friend’s eyes and he released a low noise as he slowly lowered his lips to hers. Their skin just brushed together when the elevator stopped and the doors opened with a cheery ‘ding’.

    Melissa was out of the small container like a shot, heading right for their shared room with a hot blush on her marble cheeks. She managed to just get inside before Loki was on her, closing the door behind him as he took long breaths in an effort to calm himself. “I have wanted you for a long time Lissey, have wanted to claim you as mine as soon as I first saw you on the set of Thor. The way you looked at me, I could tell you felt just as drawn to me. I can even smell it every time I arouse you, did you know that?” he rasped his verdant eyes nearly glowing as he placed his hands on her shirt clad shoulders.

    Licking her suddenly dry lips, the black clad female could only meet his eyes with hers as her heart thudded loudly in her ears. What he was saying was highly out of character for the actor she had come to know but fit quite well with what she knew of Loki and the paradox made her head swim slightly. As if sensing her confusion, the God snapped back to the Tom she knew with a small whimper. “Christ, I’m sorry Lissey. I shouldn’t have...,” he husked out, releasing her to back off as blue began to swirl back into his eyes.

    Once again the handsome male looked at war with himself, obviously fighting against what he wanted to say for being polite. Before she could reach out to comfort him, the norse deity wandered into the kitchen to begin making tea; an obvious tactic to distract himself. “I can’t apologize enough for the things I said. I need to have more control of myself and shouldn’t take out my personal issues on you and Jeremy,” he murmured as he moved, avoiding looking at her like a guilty child. Just seeing him like this made her heart hurt for the male and she found herself in the kitchen, wrapping her arms around him before she realized what she was doing.

    Loki went board stiff at first, then he sagged in relief; one of his large hands coming to rest over both of hers. “Stop trying to hide yourself Loki. You don’t have to soften your words and actions for me anymore. Didn’t you tell me yourself that you never showed me a false face before? Why start now?” she whispered, placing her cheek against his back as the dark haired actor chuckled. Then he was whipping around the wrap her into his arms, his eyes meeting hers as he gave her a smirk that made her toes curl.

    “Quite right my darling. After all, you might very well enjoy hearing about how I dreamed of devouring your little quim every night since the day I met you,” he growled out, laughing outright when bright red exploded on her cheeks and she began to stutter.

    “To... I mean Loki! That’s hardly, I mean... The very idea you would say such a...,” the flustered handler sputtered, before her gaze lowered and she mumbled something that the God holding her barely heard.

    “Mmm care to repeat that dove,” he husked, his voice dripping with satisfaction as his hand went under her chin to force her to look up at him.

    Flushing a deeper crimson as mortification and desire washed through her, the brunette licked her dry lips as their eyes locked. “Ha... have you really... Since the first day?” she whispered in a shy, unsteady voice, her heart doing its best to beat out of her torso as the electric ball within her core began to turn into a hot coil of sheer need. The grin he gave her only served to send shocks of lust throughout her entire body, making her shudder slightly.

    “Yes, just as you have. I could smell it on you every time you came in, see it in all the small gestures you made to make me happy. Do you know just how maddening it was to smell your need for me all over you and be wholly unable to act on it?” he replied in a heated tone just seconds before his lips slowly covered hers in a kiss that made her feel even more needy than she already did.

    Then he was backing them up towards the beds, only stopping when Melissa nearly fell backwards onto his bed. “L-loki,” she gasped against his mouth, feeling nervous and excited at the same time as he broke the kiss to give her neck a firm nibble.

    “There have been many women who have desired me for many things. My looks, my status, my fame, my magic. You have been one of a very few who has been genuine with their desire towards me. You didn’t want me for anything in particular, you just wanted me,” he husked, his breath coming out hot and heavy against her neck as his hands shook on the small of her back.

    Lissa could only pant softly, her body quickly becoming overwhelmed with the sensations flowing through her. Her hands rested on his clothed, muscular chest for lack of anywhere better to be as she shifted between shyness and wanting this to continue. She had known the male for years before she had discovered his secret, had pined for him even. To hear him saying all these things was like a dream come true but some part of her was hesitant to give in and just let this happen. That part of her reasoned they had barely started their relationship, what kind of precedent would she be setting if they had sex this early on? Yet the more the powerful being nipped and licked at her skin, the more her body’s voice was starting to override this.

    The mischief maker currently pulling back to gaze in her eyes hadn’t been the only one fantasizing, as he had pointed out earlier. Since the day she had met him, her dreams had been filled with what she had though was his character of Loki taking her demandingly while he commanded her to express her submission to him. Now that the God himself was hovering over her, she found herself suddenly feeling a bit inadequate. Before she had only had to compete with the starlets that flocked around him. Now that she knew his secret, she realized she had to compete with actual Goddesses; a daunting realization for any female. All of a sudden she felt rather plain in comparison and felt entirely too naked under his gaze.

    As if sensing her hesitation, the achingly handsome male pulled himself off her to give her a confused look. Before she could even begin to explain or brush off what happened, comprehension flashed in his clever eyes and a smile curled his lips. “Are you needlessly comparing yourself to other females available to me? If I wanted them, would I be here doing this?” he growled, his eye glittering as he slowly began to pull off his shirt. Just the sight of his well built muscles made all her earlier hesitations disappear as her lust became a blazing fire in her lower belly.

    Before either of them realized what was happening, Lissa was reaching up to take his lips in a needy kiss as one of her hands came up to wrap in his shoulder length hair. At first the two of them were equally surprised by her actions, then Loki was simply melting into her with a soft sigh; his right hand coming up to cup her corresponding breast as his tongue lapped at her lips. When she opened with a gasp, he plunged right in, exploring every inch of her mouth as he lowered them both to lay properly on his bed. “I want you Lissey,” he rasped against her lips before simply using his magic to rid them both of the rest of their clothes.

    Suddenly finding herself very naked under a very aroused deity, the young female instantly hid herself out of sheer instinct; only getting a gruff chuckle in response from the celebrity above her. Then his lips were meeting hers gently as he carefully removed her arms from their protective posture and laid them by her sides. “Relax,” he sighed against her mouth as he settled between her legs, using his left thigh to open her to him. Startled at the sudden change in position, the skittish assistant tried to jolt away; only to have a pair of hands grab her hips and hold her firmly in place.

    “Shhh,” he soothed against her lips before softening his kiss as his hips tilted forward, resting his pulsing erection against her weeping junction.

    “Odin’s beard, are you this wet just because of me,” he rasped as he pulled away to rest his lips on the crook of her neck. Then he was moving slowly, his length easily gliding along her slit while never entering.

    Soon Lissa was moaning heavily, her hips moving slowly in rhythm with his as her hands came to rest on his upper back. The shuddering Norse God only released a gruff sound against her neck before beginning to move faster along her opening. Arching her back due to the sensations raging through her body, the young woman whimpered his given name as she raked her nails down his back. That was when he began thrusting against her in earnest, his breath hot against her neck as he unerringly brushed her clit; causing the hot coil within her to grow ever and ever tighter.

    Then they were exploding in unison, Melissa gasping his name at the same time he growled hers; his hot semen spilling out onto her flat stomach. They stayed like that for a few seconds while Loki tried to gather his strength. Avoiding her gaze, the panting male rolled to lay beside her, looping an arm around her to hold her against him. “I’m sorry Lissey. It was just that... Smelling your arousal and the fact that he touched you... It made me need to place a claim on you in some way,” the Jötunn born Asgardian rasped breathlessly, a pale arm slung over his eyes as he avoided looking at her.

    Lissa could only look at him stunned, trying to come to terms with what had just happened. She and a man she had a crush on for years had just been intimate together without having sex. Blushing heavily, the flustered professional rubbed the back of her neck as she bit her lower lip. It wasn’t that she regretted what they had done, it was more that she was worried about what Loki’s reaction was going to be to her being so willing. “I-it’s okay I just wonder what you must think of me. Sex without even a first date, you must think I’m the loosest female on Midgard,” she expressed in a lightly teasing tone, feeling a slight jolt of fear when the God beside her gave her a heavy glare.

    “Don’t. Stop right there. We are both adults here. Adults who consented to an encounter we had both wanted for some time. I refuse to let you refer to yourself as a whore because you made one exception for me,” he whispered in a no nonsense tone before placing a kiss on her slightly sweaty forehead.

    Giggling slightly, the young handler let her gaze travel to his before giving him a shy kiss in return. “Says the guy who was just apologizing for it,” she pointed out, giving him a smirk. Loki only rolled his eyes before turning on his side to envelop her body with his own.

    “Let’s get some rest. We only have a bit more before this whole thing is done and we have the place to ourselves for a couple days,” he urged as he used his magic to clean them both and pull the covers up around them.
    “Then I can really begin to court you,” rasped his voice as the lights went out, plunging them both into darkness.
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