Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

A wave of emotions washed over you, relief, joy, fear and terror. Your mind and stomach were being pulled in so many directions at once that you felt like you were going to pass out.

“Remove your vile hands from her now.” Loki warned, slowly striding forward, but The Teacher didn’t listen. No, wait... It wasn’t that he didn’t listen; it was because he was literally frozen in place, out of fear or shock, you didn’t know. “(Name), come here...” He gestured for you to move towards him. Cautiously you slipped out from underneath The Teacher and made your way over to Loki.

Your walk to him felt like an eternity. Your knees were weak and you could feel your heartbeat throbbing within the burn mark on your neck. However, when Loki reached out and took a hold of your hand, everything returned to normal. He then pulled you to his side and held you there tightly.

“Go clean yourself off dove...” he murmured, running his hand up the slightly torn green robe. You quickly looked between Loki and The Teacher before the former caught your chin and all but forced your gaze to focus on him, “I will deal with him, go...” he gently pushed you in the direction of the bathroom.

***

As soon as you closed the door, there was a loud bang, almost as if someone had been thrown against, or through, something with an incredible force. You nervously chewed on your lower lip and shifted your weight from one foot to the other. Loki had told you to bathe... but... You really wanted to see what he was going to do to The Teacher. God knows he deserved whatever Loki chose to do to him, but even knowing that, you wanted to see with your own eyes what was going to happen to him. Your brows furrowed, if you were caught, you would be the one to be punished... You nervously ran your hand through your knotted and clumped hair. Who were you kidding? You had already made up your mind before you had entered the bathroom.

You let out a soft, steadying breath. That was that then. That was your decision, no more worrying or changing your mind; if Loki caught you, then so be it. You wanted to watch what kind of torture The Teacher was going to be put through, and then quickly run into the shower so Loki didn’t know you had disobeyed him... Okay, so maybe you did care if he caught you. Then an idea struck you. You turned around and put the water on in the shower, hoping that would mask any sounds you made as well as trick Loki into thinking you were in the shower. You then moved back to the door before carefully opening it just enough to peek through...

*Loki’s POV*

Loki caught The Teacher by the neck and harshly pinned him against the wall right beside the bed, ignoring the fact that The Teachers stumpy legs knocked over the bedside table.

“Why do you want her?” he growled loudly, drawing the gaze of The Teacher from the bathroom door to meet his own.

“The same reason you did...” the pudgy man choked out. “Her eyes didn’t glaze over after being here, she still feels something other than fear or pain, and she doesn’t immediately throw herself at those who control her just to diffuse a situation.” Hearing The Teacher speak of her in such a way made Loki’s stomach turn. “She has class,” He wasn’t sure what made him do it, but the next second Loki felt his fisted hand flying towards The Teacher’s nose.

Again and again Loki’s fist flew forward and struck the pudgy man in different areas of his face. He could feel the bones cracking under the force of his punches, and the small pieces of skin and gushes of blood falling to his feet. It was only when his fist became almost completely covered in blood that he stopped and stepped back from The Teacher, who fell to his knees and clutched his bleeding face tightly.

Seeing The Teacher on his knees, but still defiant and remaining conscious reminded Loki why he appointed him to the post he did. Not only could he dish out pain, but he could take it as well. That didn’t excuse his actions though. He had already been given one chance to stop pursuing (Name), he wasn’t having another.

“Give me one reason I shouldn’t kill you where you kneel...” Loki said in a hauntingly calm tone. Psychological torture, Loki loved it. Both men knew that no answer would be good enough, no matter what answer he gave. Well, that was what Loki was thinking at least. The Teacher lowered his hand and spat out a mouth full of blood before looking up to the raven haired man.

“Because I can give you the name of a mole,” the pudgy man replied gruffly. Loki’s anger filled features morphed into shock.

“What did you say?” he said, taking half a step forward.

“You heard me.” The Teacher groaned as he stood. “Give me your word that I will walk out of those doors without any further harm, and I will give you the name...” Loki looked down at him sceptically.

“If the name holds any merit, then you will walk out of the front doors a free man and I will remove every insignificant memory of you from my mind. If not, then I will kill you, slowly.” The pudgy man chuckled.

“You’ll have to get in line. I believe Thor, among others, will have called the right to that particular pleasure before you...” The smirk on The Teacher’s face made Loki want to start pummelling him once more, but he had to control himself.

“The name...” he urged darkly. The pudgy man wiped some of the blood from his face with a smirk,

“Bucky Barnes.”

Very rarely was Loki lost for words... But what The Teacher had just divulged had managed to stop every thought in his mind. He couldn’t even snap himself out of the rut in which he found himself. How was that possible? HYDRA had made it clear that Barnes was under their control. Nothing they had found could break the brainwashing techniques... The Teacher must have lied. After the past few weeks, why would he be worthy of Loki’s trust? And - - The Teacher’s chuckling interrupted the raven haired man’s thoughts.

“Figuring out how Barnes broke the brainwashing time and time again had me stumped- -,” Everything suddenly clicked.

“Rogers.” Loki interjected irritably, not wanting to hear The Teacher talk any more than needed. “I expected their bond to be strong... but not this strong...” Loki muttered to himself. “At the start of every mission, he was under their control, but meeting up with Rogers every time must have slowly dulled and eventually nullified the effect of it...” Loki mused to himself.

“The Avengers seem to have a gravitational pull with every being that they come into contact with...” Immediately Loki’s ears pricked at that statement, not liking the tone or implication at all. Suddenly his patience shortened, and Loki found himself wanting to gut the man who stood before him.

“What do you mean by that?” The raven haired man growled with tightly gritted teeth.

“You should keep your eye on who you allow (Name) to fraternise with...” The Teacher said with a smirk, eyeing the bathroom. The water was running, Loki heard it start a while ago... That damned man was imagining (Name) in the shower, and that made his anger soar to new heights.

*Your POV*

You were thankful that Loki had his back to you, but you were almost certain The Teacher had seen you. His dark, wandering eyes continuously lingered on the door, you tried to close it a little more, but between the loud squeaking of the doors hinges, and losing the ability to see the two men clearly, you resigned yourself to being seen by him. Given his current situation, you thought it would be unlikely he would have any sway over Loki... well... that was what you hoped at least.

Suddenly your attention was focused back on the two men and not the door. Bucky’s name was mentioned, and that definitely couldn’t be good. Given the situation The Teacher was in, he would probably use his own mother as a scapegoat to escape Loki, Bucky would have no hope... You started to panic. How much would he tell Loki? You were probably already in trouble for leaving the room, even if you had no choice... but if Loki knew that Bucky and Thor had saved you from being taken back to The Teacher, and that his ‘punishment’ of being returned was evaded... You shuddered and forced yourself to focus on the two men, hoping it would stop your mind from racing.

“You should keep your eye on who you allow (Name) to fraternise with...” You couldn’t see Loki’s facial expression, but you saw his shoulders tense considerably. The Teacher’s gaze once again moved to you, the dark hunger in his black irises made you shudder.

“Like a man such as yourself?” Loki asked.

“Like me, only godlier.” The pudgy man replied. Loki stepped forward quickly and grabbed The Teacher by the throat and shoved him back into the wall, the sudden movement made you jump slightly, and knock over one of the many products on a shelf. In a feeble attempt to catch the falling objects, you managed to knock off even more, while also allowing the door to swing open. You cringed as the final plastic bottle hit the ground before you turned around to face the music, also known as Loki’s wrath...

Your (e/c) eyes darted to your Master, and what you saw made you completely surprised... Loki’s features didn’t show anger or irritation... He was calm. Somehow that made you all the more terrified. Slowly the raven haired man’s hand slipped from The Teacher’s neck before he reached out for you, wanting you to move closer. Taking a deep breath, you stepped forward.

As you walked, Loki wiped The Teachers blood from his hands, and when you reached him, he pulled you tightly to his chest.

“Now Pet, didn’t I tell you to go clean yourself off?” his dark tone made you tense, but you realised that his tone wasn’t aimed at you, his words were, but not the tone, that was directed at The Teacher. Loki gingerly ran his fingers through your hair as a pale green light engulfed you.

A strange feeling ran through you. It was almost like thousands of ice cold hands were touching every inch of your body, you wanted to pull away, but you were frozen in place. Loki placed his hands softly on your shoulders and quickly skimmed down your sides. As his hands moved over your body, your tattered and dirt covered robe slowly dissolved into thousands of specks, but was quickly replaced with a new one. However it wasn’t like the ones you had been forced to wear before. This one was thicker, far more ornate and reached down passed your ankles. You lifted your arm up to get a better look at the detailing when you realised that every last bit of grime had vanished from your skin.

When the robe finished forming, the cold sensation dissipated, and you were free to move once more. Loki walked around you in a small circle, admiring his handiwork. His fingers trailed through your hair, removing the knots and smoothing out your hair. He stopped behind you, making your worry for a moment, but then he wrapped one of his arms around your waist and he nuzzled into the unscarred side of your neck.

“That’s better, wouldn’t you agree Pet?” The raven haired man asked, tightening his hold on you.

“How cute...” The Teacher spat impatiently. You could have sworn you heard Loki growl in response. However he quickly recovered his composure and smirked,

“Jealous are we...?” The Teachers brow quirked slightly,

“I’m just curious. If you could change her appearance so easily, why send her to the bathroom in the first place?” The pudgy man asked with a dead gaze. Loki’s muscles stiffened, he was getting irritated with The Teachers presence, or, that was what you thought at least.

“I did not think she would want to watch you anymore, but I was pleasantly surprised to see her interested in what kind of punishment you would receive,” he replied with a dark smirk. The Teacher clicked his tongue as a scowl settled over his features. Loki’s free hand slowly reached out, bringing with it the same green light that engulfed you. It surrounded The Teacher and made him completely disappear from your line of sight, only to reappear a moment later.

Your brows furrowed. He was... He was muttering things to himself, and now that you were able to see him clearly, you noticed that he was struggling against restraints that weren’t there, almost like his arms and legs were tied with invisible rope...

“Would you like to see what is tormenting him so?” Your (e/c) eyes met for a moment, before Loki’s cool hand found the bare skin of your neck.

A haze slowly began to fall over your mind, and a transparent wash glazed over your eyes. Once it passed, everything around you had a green like hue to it, and there was heaviness in your head that you just couldn’t shake. That was when you heard it. Pleasure filled and gasping moans. You tried to look up, but your knees began to shake, and you felt yourself slowly falling to the ground. Loki’s hold on your neck shifted, allowing his arm to support your entire weight while still keeping contact with your skin.

“Now, now, Dove... You’re strong enough to remain standing...” he whispered softly into your ear. You were trying to stand straight, but due to your unsteadiness and light-headedness, you stumbled around and fell into Loki’s chest.

You used Loki as leverage to push yourself up, though, you were sure he helped you as well. You stopped as a gentle shiver ran through your spine. Your cheeks were nearly touching and the warmth and electricity that passed between the two of you was exhilarating. You let out a shaky breath and slowly pulled away. You weren’t sure why, but your fingers tightened around his shirt and you... you wanted him to kiss you. You tensed. No... No, that couldn’t be right. Loki chuckled softly before his eyes moved to the scene behind you, and then returned to your own. Sluggishly you turned around, allowing the sounds of your surroundings to enter your ears once more.

A soft gasp caught in your throat. It was... It was Loki and you, but not you at the same time... an illusion. You tried to step back, but Loki stopped you from moving and forced you to continue to watch. Your doppelganger was naked, and had her back pressed tightly against an invisible wall directly in front of The Teacher. Loki’s double was also naked, and pounding into her. You softly bit your lower lip and tried to force the growing warmth within your stomach away, but it wasn’t working. That was when you noticed it... The Teacher... he was.... Your brows furrowed slightly. His hands were chained to the ceiling, and his feet were bound to the floor... He couldn’t move at all, and was forced to watch as the second Loki roughly took you in every position possible. Not that it stopped him from calling out for you, moaning your name or yelling profanities at the second Loki. You shuddered when you noticed the growing bulge in his pants, and you were thankful that Loki stopped him from being able to touch himself.

“Does it turn you on Dove...?” your eyes widened as Loki’s hand skimmed from your breasts to your stomach. You had to get away. If you stayed this close to him for too long, you were going to completely lose it. Using all of your body weight, you sharply pulled away from Loki’s reach and stumbled towards one of the coffee tables.

The feeling that washed over you as you re-entered reality was surreal. Your vision blurred and your legs shook violently. A pleasant, euphoria-like state crashed like waves over your body and spread a soft tingle across your skin. However it only took a moment to overcome the dizziness and the unbearable warmth within your stomach. However you were still left gasping for air. You weren’t sure when Loki left the illusion, but when he called out for you, you jumped slightly,

“Now love, you have a choice...” You turned around to face Loki once more. “You can stay here with Him, and listen to him pine for you... Or you could come with me...” he reached out and gently tucked a few stray (h/c) strands behind your ear.

Was there really a choice? You couldn’t stand the sight of The Teacher, let alone his murmuring moans... You stepped closer to Loki, who welcomed your decision with a surprisingly warm embrace, but it didn’t last long. Loki pulled out a small communicator and spoke softly into it before closing it abruptly and turning to you.

“Come Pet; let’s leave the vile being to his torment.” Loki said, leading you towards the door.

“Where are we going...?” you asked, barely above a whisper. Loki chuckled softly.

“We’re going to see a mole...”He replied, not even bothering to look at you. He was focused on his goal, and you were almost certain that goal involved someone being gravely injured, if not killed...

***

Loki led you through the halls quickly. Gradually guards took up their places around you, and with every door you passed more and more people would step into the hallway to watch Loki and his growing entourage. You turned one last corner to a dead-end hallway. Guards were standing on either side of a door near the end. As you ventured deeper down the hallway, you could feel the air cool significantly, and suddenly the feeling of being trapped gnawed at your stomach. A mole... you knew Loki was referring to Bucky, and the entire walk through the Tower made your stomach churn. The guards standing at the door stepped aside and allowed you and Loki to enter, several of the other guards who had followed you along the way entered also, but stayed with their backs to the wall.

The room itself was dark; the little light coming in from the open door did little to illuminate the room. Loki softly tugged you closer, having apparently sensed your unease.

“J.A.R.V.I.S. if you would...” The raven haired man said as he stepped further into the room. A low beeping noise echoed in the room and the door slowly shut behind you.

You jumped nearly five feet in the air when the spotlights turned on. They were blindingly bright and it took you a moment to adjust, but once you did, you were able to see Bucky, hunched over on the ground, chained by his neck, arms, legs and torso to a large cement block in the middle of the room.

You became frozen, your legs wouldn’t move and you could barely breathe... This entire situation wasn’t good. You had expected something like this... but actually seeing it... It made your skin crawl and chest ache. Loki’s hold on you didn’t loosen, in fact, it tightened, and he forced you further into the room which only made your chest hurt more.

“My, my...” Loki chuckled. “I thought you would have had the sense to run, or at least try to escape...” the raven haired man’s tone was dark and bitter, and made your spine shiver.

“Sir, I have no reason to - -,” Bucky started as he looked up, but slowly trailed off when he caught sight of you.

“You had all the reason to run Barnes.” Loki snarled harshly as he released you and then stepped forward into the direct light of the spot lights. “But then, those chains are made of pure adamantium, even The Monster wouldn’t be able to break through them, you can thank Stark for the supply...” Bucky took this chance to look your way once more, and you immediately knew what he wanted, the questioning gaze he held was a dead giveaway... He wanted to know who had told Loki, and judging from the dark hint to his gaze, he thought that person was you. You quickly, but as discretely as possible, shook your head and mouthed the words “The Teacher” over and over again, hoping he would get the message. Loki’s emerald green eyes moved between the two of you, which stopped you from communicating with him anymore.

The raven haired man slowly walked to the back of the room. Through the glare of the lights you were just able to see what he was heading towards. A lump caught in your throat. Various weapons and devices were splayed across the back wall, all of which looked capable of doing serious damage.

“Tell me Barnes, how much do they know?” Loki asked, in an almost kind tone as his hand skimmed over different objects. Bucky didn’t answer, instead choosing to keep his head down. Loki looked over his shoulder with a scowl before he picked up a long, thin spear with hook-like grooves along its blade, turned and plunged it through the left side of Bucky’s chest. You gasped and stumbled back, but Bucky didn’t move or make a sound. Blood began to slide down the thin metal blade of the spear, but still, Bucky didn’t even flinch. “Answer me Barnes...” Loki growled as he slowly began to twist and re-angle the spear piercing the brunet’s chest. This earned Loki pained but muffled groans from Bucky. You wanted to do something, anything, to help... But you were once again frozen... Damn it! You cursed yourself for being so useless! You told your legs to move, and your voice to call out, but nothing was going through.

Bucky’s eyes moved to you once more, you could see the strain in the depths of his brown pools, and a growing determination to... what? What could he be so determined to do in a situation like this!? Protect his friends? No one would blame him for saving his own life if it meant he could fight back another day... right? So why? Why fight now when he is in such a vulnerable situation...? A small smile slowly crept over Bucky’s lips. You didn’t like the feeling that started growing in your stomach.

“He brought her back to your room before you returned, didn’t he?” Bucky asked with a laugh. Swiftly Loki turned and kicked Bucky in the jaw, sending him hurtling through the small distance to meet the ground. The raven haired man then grabbed Bucky by his broken and bloodied jaw and hauled him to his knees.

“Give me an answer. Now.” Loki growled. Bucky’s mouth formed a firmly straight line,

“You should be thanking me. If it weren’t for me, he would have taken (Name), and you would have never seen her again. He tried to play on your old rules for punishment. He would have taken her back with the other girls, and she would not be the same person you see before you.” Slowly Loki’s eyes moved to you,

“Where did he take you?” there was an edge to his voice that made you tremble.

“I-I,” the tightness in your chest stopped you from speaking at a normal volume, and caused you to stutter uncontrollably.

“Spit it out Love,” Loki interrupted sternly,

“T-to the prison cells, w-where Thor is,” You said it all too quickly for your brain to filter, and you wished you could have taken back the second half, you wished it badly... but it couldn’t be done, and as soon as Loki heard Thor’s name, he kicked Bucky squarely in the chest, making the brunet fall onto his back. Loki then reached for another thin spear and pierced the other side of Bucky’s body,

“Fetch the mewling quim from his post. Tell him nothing of why I require his presence.” Loki barked out orders to the guards along the walls, one quickly bowed and left the room. Loki looked up to you and smiled softly.

“Thank you Pet,” he said, placing his foot heavily on Bucky’s heaving chest. “Is it really so hard to tell the truth?” Loki spoke down to Bucky, who turned his head away in response. You wanted to apologise to Bucky, but with Loki near, on-edge, and so close to weapons, you thought it best not it say anything else...

Gentle snapping sounds reached your ears. Immediately your head snapped up. That was when you realised how much weight Loki was putting on Bucky. You wrapped an arm around your mid-section, physically trying to hold yourself together. You should have stayed in the room... The Teacher may have been there, but at least you wouldn’t have to see this... At least you wouldn’t be forced to watch as Loki tortured Bucky... You tightly closed your eyes. But that was what you wanted, wasn’t it? You wanted to see Loki dish out punishment... NO! You wanted to see The Teachers punishment, not Bucky’s... You felt the beginnings of tears well in your eyes. It wouldn’t have been any different. Being beaten yourself was only just bearable... but seeing someone being bloodied and tortured... You fell to your knees... you just couldn’t take it anymore...

Suddenly the door slammed open, making you jump slightly. You looked over your shoulder, one muscular figure held a far scrawnier shadow by the scruff of the neck. The two walked a few steps into the room before the larger shadow threw the smaller towards you. He landed with a groan and a small knock to the head right next to you, but before you had a chance to reach over and help him, the young looking boy with sandy blond hair quickly stood at attention, his eyes never moving from Loki.

“How nice of you to join us Johnathan...” Loki said, removing his foot from Bucky’s stomach. You could see the young boy’s hands trembling ever-so-slightly. “Tell me, you are the main guard for the cells are you not?” Loki stepped over Bucky’s legs and moved towards the two of you. “Pray tell, how was Barnes able to access the cells?” Loki was losing his patience quickly with the young boy. “Well...?!” Bucky made eye contact with Johnathan and nodded quickly.

“I was following the orders of a superior...”the blond haired boy murmured.

“Under normal situations perhaps I would believe that, but you’re currently being trained by Barnes... and that completely ruins your credibility.” Loki growled, stomping on Bucky’s stomach once more to prove his point. Again the young boy looked over to Bucky, but quickly refocused on Loki.

“Sir, I assure you that I am loyal to only you--,”

“Prove it.” Loki interrupted. Immediately Johnathan stopped. The raven haired man smirked as he moved back to the wall holding the weapons. He picked one particularly nasty looking hooked blade and threw it at Johnathan’s feet. “Prove your loyalty to me, and kill Barnes.” Loki made his way over to you, lifted you to your feet and softly wrapped his arm around your waist.

Johnathan reached down and hesitantly picked up the weapon before he made his way over to Bucky, who was very carefully moving to his knees. You were trembling and Loki’s hold on you did little to steady or calm your nerves. Everything just had to stop, if it didn’t, you were almost certain you were going to pass out... or throw up... or maybe both. Johnathan stopped directly in front of Bucky, Loki’s grip on you tightened and he leaned forward, watching Johnathan’s movement closely.

There was a moment, no longer than a second, where Bucky looked towards you, and then Johnathan, before he lowered his head, resigning himself to his fate. Johnathan’s hold on the hooked blade tightened, and he swung with all of his force upwards, thrusting the blade into Bucky’s throat. You were definitely going to throw up. You had had the feeling several times over the past day alone, but this time you could actually feel the bile rising in your throat and your vision start to blur... However, that didn’t stop you from seeing the blood spirt from Bucky’s throat, or from hearing his last moments of life as he choked on his own blood. Loki made his way forward, removing the last form of support you had...

*Loki’s POV*

Bucky fell forward and twitched one last time before the life was completely drained from him. Johnathan was trembling slightly, but the determination in his eyes was refreshing for Loki. Perhaps he would be worth keeping around after all... but then again... he couldn’t be trusted in the slightest... The raven haired man pushed the thought to the back of his mind, choosing to deal with it later, as he stepped forward and nudged The Winter Soldiers metal arm with his foot.

“I thought HYDRA’s greatest weapon would be harder to kill than this...” he said with a chuckle and a smirk. Loki’s emerald green eyes then moved to Johnathan, “you will be moved from your duty on the cells to another area. For now, you are dismissed and confined to your quarters with no communication with anyone but myself.” The young boy looked absolutely stunned.

“S-sir...?” he said, trying to clarify his order.

“Don’t make me repeat myself... Guards, take him back.” The raven haired man said, two guards stepped up to the concrete slab and escorted the sandy blond boy out of the room. Loki then turned his attention back to (Name).

That was when it became Loki’s turn to be shocked. (Name) had lost all colours in her cheeks, her (e/c) eyes were firmly fixated on Bucky’s bloodied corpse, and she looked ready to collapse at any moment. Instantly Loki stepped forward, disappeared into a portal, and reappeared directly in front of (Name), just before she started falling. Needless to say he caught her, and pulled her into his arms.

“Calm down Pet...” he said, slowly stroking her cheek.

*Your POV*

You regained consciousness about halfway back to Loki’s room. Loki had carried you the entire way, even after he realised you had woken up. Your lower lip began to tremble as flashes of Bucky’s bloodied corpse flashed through your mind... You hadn’t known him very long, but no one deserves to die like that... Even if he died protecting his friends, it wasn’t right... You tightly closed your eyes and sheepishly hooked your arms around Loki for more support. He may have been a cold, dictating murderer, but he was the only person you had, he was the only one who could protect you... No, wait... that wasn’t true. Thor had protected you from The Teacher. He mightn’t have been able to stop him from taking you, but he did stop you from being injured... Your stomach knotted. He wouldn’t know about what happened... and he probably never would. What would he think? That Bucky abandoned him to the mercy of Loki? That the only person who has been there for him since he arrived in the Tower just up and disappeared? And what about the Avengers? They definitely had no hope of knowing how Bucky died... What a terrible thing for comrades to deal with... Knowing someone was dead was one thing, it would give some form of closure at least... but not knowing, just having someone disappear off the face of the Earth... It was a truly horrible thing... You gently laid your forehead on Loki’s shoulder, hoping he wouldn’t notice the tears building in the corners of your eyes.

You were only a little way away from Loki’s room, and you felt your eyes grow heavy, and you could barely keep your head up. Every thought, worry and unshed tear seemed to drain all of the energy from you. You wanted to groan in exhaustion, but you were too drained to even manage that. After all you had seen and all you had been through, you just wanted the day to be over. You wanted to crawl into a ball, fall asleep and never wake up. You sighed softly and allowed the muscles in your body to completely relax. You wanted a lot of things... but you would get none of them...

You opened your eyes just in time to see Loki enter the room and move to place you on his bed. Immediately your muscles tensed as fragments of that night with The Teacher ran through your mind. You couldn’t even bear to look at the bed, let alone sleep in it. Loki stopped just short of the bed and sighed softly.

“The filthy creature used my bed, didn’t he?” You weren’t sure why, but what he had just said sounded more like a statement than a question, but you nodded nevertheless. The raven haired man walked around the large bed to the smaller day bed by the window and placed you near the window before joining you. “I’ll have the bed replaced tomorrow...” he said dully while pulling you to his chest. Every light in the room then turned off and you were left with nothing but the moonlight to illuminate the room.

Cautiously you looked up, and your heart very nearly skipped a beat. Loki looked absolutely regal in the pale glow of the moonlight. The white light strengthened his facial structure, while somehow also managing to soften his whole face... Laying with him the way you were made you feel like a lover and not the plaything you actually were. You didn’t realise you were staring until Loki opened his eyes and gave you a bemused grin.

“It’s not polite to stare...” Your eyes widened slightly and you quickly lowered your gaze.

“I-I uh... sorry...” you stuttered quickly. Loki’s arms shifted around you and slowly you felt yourself relaxing...

***

You hadn’t even realised you had fallen asleep until the nightmare started...

You were back in that room, Bucky was lying on the floor, his blood slowly pooling around his head. You tried to move away, but your feet were stuck in place. You could feel your chest begin to heave, and yet it didn’t feel like any air was entering your lungs. The harder you tried to take in the air, the more breathless you became. You hadn’t realised straight away, but Bucky’s blood had travelled almost in a straight line to you, down the concrete slab and across perfectly level floor. The dark crimson liquid was barely an inch from you. Suddenly that nauseating feeling ripped through you once more, and your knees knocked together. You wanted to look away. You tried to look away, but it was almost as if someone was holding your eyelids open. Your eyes were then forced open even more than they already were, and you felt the cool wetness of fingers on your face, along with the bitterly metallic smell of fresh blood. A choked sob left your throat and you held your breath. That was when you heard the shallow breathing from behind you, and a slowing heartbeat.

“You...” Bucky croaked out sluggishly. You wanted to cry, and you could have sworn you felt tears slipping down your cheeks, yet your vision was completely clear. “You could have stopped this...” A mirror swiftly slid up from underneath the floor, allowing you to see Bucky clearly. Blood began to seep out of the brunet’s mouth, nose and eyes, and you could see the gaping hole in his chin, “You could have saved me...” Your breathing was shallow, but that was the moment you felt the ability to speak return; only you didn’t speak, you physically couldn’t. The terror that ripped through your mind wouldn’t allow it. So you did the only thing your body would allow. You screamed.

***

You weren’t sure if you had screamed when you woke up, but given the cold sweat across your body, the tears running down your cheeks, deep breathing and the soreness in the back of your throat, you had guessed that everything you had dreamt you had done, you really had. Loki groaned as he slowly began to wake up. Quickly you wiped way the tears and sat up, pulling your knees to your chest, hoping he wouldn’t notice your unsteady breathing.

“Pet...” Loki yawned as he sat up. You silently cursed yourself. No matter how many times you wiped the tears away, they kept coming back... Loki sighed softly and wrapped his arms around you before he pulled you to his chest.

Slowly he began to stroke your hair, but it did little to calm you. What Bucky had said ran through your mind on a continuous loop, and the more you heard it, the more you began to believe it. You should have done something to stop Loki... If you had even tried to intervene, Loki might have been merciful; he might have spared Bucky’s life, just as he did Thor’s... Loki’s arms tightened around you,

“I would not have spared him, even if you had asked it of me.” You froze. How did he - -, “Barnes was too dangerous to keep alive. If he was able to join The Avengers permanently, he would have been a trump card. He not only knew the altered layout and security codes of this tower but also all of our strategies going forward...” You heard what Loki said, but his words didn’t make you feel any better... “He chose his fate by aligning with my brother...” You closed your eyes and rested more of your weight on Loki. He wasn’t going to understand why you were upset; it would just be easier if you kept quiet... “Is that the only thing that’s bothering you?” he asked. “After what you’ve been through, I understand if you have questions...” Now that he said it, you realised that it wasn’t the only thing on your mind.

“Is it true...? What the teacher said? Did you really take me completely by chance? Did you want another girl?” Loki didn’t answer; he just continued to stroke your hair. What was the point of him asking what was on your mind if he didn’t plan on answering any of your questions...!? Fuck it. You decided to ask everything that had not made sense to you over the past week, and if he didn’t like it, or didn’t answer, then so be it. “Did you really order me to be sent back with the other girls if I tried to escape?” your tone was bitterer than you had intended it to be, but you didn’t have the patience to correct yourself. Loki sighed,

“It was a general rule for all of the girls I invite into my room.” You weren’t quite sure how you felt about his phrasing, but didn’t feel a need to interrupt, “I didn’t think I would need to rescind the order. I thought you wouldn’t leave the room...” He laughed darkly, “I knew He wanted you, but I didn’t know what lengths he would go too to get you.” He murmured. Your brows furrowed.

“How did he get a key in the first place...?” Loki’s hand ran over your thigh, pulling you tighter to his body.

“He killed the woman who was supposed to be your attendant. She was found dead in one of the unused rooms on the lower levels...” You cautiously glanced over to where The Teacher was chained to the ground by Loki’s illusion.

“What happened to him?” You could feel his green eyes on you, studying you carefully.

“Don’t play dumb Pet. You overheard the deal he made...” Loki slowly pulled you to lay down again, “I sent him away. He will not return as long as you are here...” You knew about the deal, that was true, but you had hoped Loki would change his mind about leaving him alive. After seeing what Loki had done to Bucky, you knew he was quite capable of torturing and killing someone... You clenched your jaw. How could that be all he received as punishment!? He raped you, and killed another one of Loki’s staff! How could he be allowed to just walk away scott-free?! Your hand balled into a tight fist as you tried to bite back the tears.

“At least he’s gone...” you barely managed to say, not because it wasn’t true; you were pleased you would never have to see his face again, but because your emotions were too high to manage regular speech. Loki sighed softly and stroked your hair once more.

“I am only as good as my word (Name). I had to abide by his terms to get Barnes’ name, otherwise my entire organisation would have been completely exposed to Them...”

“You said to me that you would be the only one to ever touch me.” You murmured, “You didn’t keep your word then...” Instantly you felt The God of Mischief tense, but then relax a short time after.

“Just go to sleep...” he replied, resting his chin on the top of your head. You had to let it go... Bury your sadness and hatred, and just survive... That was all you could do. Your faith in Loki was completely shaken, and the only other people within the Tower who showed compassion for you were either dead, or confined in one way or another...

Just as you began to drift off once more you heard Loki murmur something that surprised you...

“I will keep my word Dove... No one but me will touch you from now on...”

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