The Soldier's Goddess

"So where were we, Mr Rogers?" she asked him seductively in his ear.
"I'm pretty sure it was somewhere around here," he whispered back, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling her into him. She looked into those blue lagoons he called eyes and melted, just as she did every time she looked into them. They were in a little room, somewhere down the corridor from the lab, the room where Steve's Captain America uniform was being kept. Kari had dragged him in there after Tony and Bruce had gotten distracted with something on the computers.
"Well, if I remember, your hands were right there, my fingers were running through your hair and your mouth was right here." She leaned up and pressed her lips against his, feeling his smile underneath. He pushed her up against the large glass door in front of his uniform (a spare, in case the one he was wearing got torn or otherwise damaged). He could feel her gasp at the sudden coldness on her back, and she kissed him even more hungrily. She began to rub her leg up against the back of his, so he pulled back for half a second and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he pressed her back against the window. For a brief moment, she thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye, through the tiny window in the door, but when she looked up, there was nothing there.
"What is it?" Steve asked, frowning. She shook her head, grinned and leaned back down into him. Her long, thick, wavy hair was falling over her face, and Steve could feel it falling down his neck. She moved it out of the way, and started pecking his cheek, across his jawline and down his neck, causing him to moan a little in pleasure.
"Sshh, someone will hear us," she chuckled.
"It's not my fault you're so damn sexy," he replied. She went to nibble on his ear, when he managed to catch her lips with his, and he kissed her passionately, eagerly, no holding back. When he finally let her down, he looked into her eyes, and tucked her hair behind her ear, his arms round her waist, Kari stroking his cheek. "Come on, before they notice we've gone." He kissed her on the forehead and they left the room. When they got out on the other side of the door, the pair of them nearly had a heart attack each.
"Coulson," Steve said, jumping back and nearly whacking his head on the closing door behind him.
"What the hell?" Kari blurted out, forgetting he was her superior. Phil was blushing. He cleared his throat.
"Ahem, yeah so I was going to come and tell you we need to sort out a game plan for our guest, but I saw you were a bit, um, busy, so I waited outside till you were done. Making sure no-one disturbed you," he grinned.
"Um, thankyou?" Kari said, now that it was her turn to blush. They followed him to the debriefing room where Natasha, Tony, Bruce and Thor were sat waiting for them. Natasha raised her eyebrows, smirking, and Kari scowled at her, though trying not to grin at the same time.
"Somebody got a little busy, did they?" teased Stark, leaning back in his chair, his arms above his head as though he were stretching. Thor was looking at her too, rather questioningly. She sat down next to him.
"Oh don't even start, you," she whispered, as he grinned back at her.
"Just like old times, eh?" he said.
"No it bloody isn't," she said, "it's very different to last time."
"Um, okay I think I have heard enough," he said, turning away, but smiling. Thor was like a big brother to her, and although they were really close, there were still things they didn't talk about. He seemed to forget at times that she was a grown woman; but she was quick enough to remind him at those times, when it was needed!
As the group began to talk, a plan was formulated on how to get Loki to tell them why he allowed them to capture him so easily. Natasha would try and speak to him, before Fury got there and tried to torture him. With that set, they all went their separate ways.
*****
"So they sent you," soothed Loki, in that irritatingly smooth voice of his. Boy, he was a charmer, but it wouldn't work on Kari. She had grown up with him, knew all his ways, his tricks.
"Listen, I've crept in here before they realise where I am. I wanted to talk to you."
"Oh so you don't want to hit me again."
"Hmm, it's tempting and thankyou for the offer, but no, I'm all set," she retorted, trying to keep her calm. This guy could wind her up at the drop of a hat and she knew it. But she had to stay calm, or he would have won.
"So what is it you want," he asked her, lazily.
"Why did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"You know damn well what Loki. Why did you set me up a romantic picnic, after we had been dating for well over a couple of years, and then when I finally say that I love you, you freak out and run out on me."
"Don't forget I spat food at you," he reminded her.
"Oh dear, silly me, how could I forget that."
"It was your fault," he said. "You made me choke. You caught me off guard."
"You're really going to blame me?"
"Hmm, let me think. Yes, yes I think I am," he said, sarcastically. "Well, this is definitely a surprise, here I was thinking you were going to ask me about the events that led me here." Kari shook her head.
"No, not really," she said, his shock barely registering, but Kari saw it. As did Thor, who was watching on a screen, rooms away. "That will come in it's own time. I'm here for my own reasons." She was cool, calm, and collected.
"I was a fool," he said, turning on the snake-like charm that he was so good at. "I was young, naive, I didn't know how to react."
"You humiliated me, Loki," she said, dangerously calm still. "Not only did you run out on me, but you then avoided me, walked out of rooms when I entered them, fooled around with the very servant who, just weeks before, you had been pranking with snakes other various creatures." He hung his head low.
"I'm sorry," he said. "Will you forgive me?" He looked up at her, his eyes full of sadness and sorrow. Kari faltered. She wasn't expecting this.
"Loki," she walked up to the glass, putting her hand where his was, "look me in the eye and tell me you are sorry."
"I am, I truly am." She gazed at him, as though trying to figure him out still. She looked deep into his eyes, the way she used to when they were children.
"So you didn't let them capture you because this is all one big trap?" she asked, stepping back. Loki gazed at her in horror. It was though she had read his mind. "Thankyou, this has been fun, as ever." She grinned at him and walked off.
"That's not fair," he shouted after her. "You promised never to do that again."
"Yes, that's right," she said softly, dangerously. "And if memory serves me, you promised to never hurt me. Oh well, looks like we're even." And with that she calmly walked away from him.
"I can't tell you what, but he has a plan and it involves this ship," she said, as she sat back down with everyone else. "Don't asl me how, I have never understood it, but all I know is that I ca read him. Not his mind, but him. Always have done."
"So that's why it was such a shock, what he did to you," said Natasha. Kari nodded.
"Yeah, but he is my past and right now I just want to get this all sorted and him sent back to Asgard, where Odin will deal with him."
Steve had't been sure where she had been going with this, but knowing now that she wanted nothing more to do with him, his heart crawled back up from it's stomach, and he felt he could breath a little easier. Kari sat down beside him.
"I know you were worried," she said, kissing him on the cheek, "but I promise, you are all I want, all I will ever need." Steve's heart soared and he smiled as she rested her forehead on his.
"Okay, lovebirds, stop making us all sick, we have a planet to save," grinned Tony.

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