Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

Your eyes gradually fluttered open. You weren’t in the cell anymore... The warm softness of the bed and the constricting grip of the robe around you was an immediate give away... Sluggishly you shifted onto your side, immediately the presence of something hard around your neck became known. Your hand slipped to your neck. It felt like a collar... made of metal... Your brows furrowed and you tried to pull it off, but it refused to budge. That was when you noticed the chain that connected the collar to the thick, ebony post of the canopy bed. Fighting through the soft nagging pain over your whole body, you sat up and pulled on the cool chain, but again, it didn’t budge... A pained whimper left your lips as you swung your legs over the edge of the bed and took in your surroundings.

You were in the refurbished penthouse bedroom... all of the curtains were drawn closed, so the small fire at the other end of the room and lamp on the bedside table were your only source of light. Your hands limply took hold of the chain, and you pulled once more on the chain, but gave up once you realised there was no chance of it coming free. Irritation bubbled in your stomach and you threw the chain down like a child throwing a tantrum. What possible reason could he have to chain you to his bed...? After all he had taken and put you through, why was he tormenting you more?! You felt your lower lip tremble as everything weighed on your mind once more. Everything Loki had done; and the fact that you were now tied to his bed, unable to escape him. He was going to do it again... That had to be the only reason he tied you to his bed...

“You’re finally awake...” Loki said as he exited the bathroom. He almost sounded relieved... but, surly you had misinterpreted something... He was the reason you were sore, he was the reason you had fallen asleep for God knows how long... He couldn’t possibly be happy that you were awake...

*Loki’s POV*

2 Days earlier...

Loki sighed irritably. Four days... He had heard there was still no change in her state of mind or body after four days. All she would do was lay and sleep, she wouldn’t move, she wouldn’t speak, she wouldn’t even wake up... He was at his wits end with what was going through her mind, and therefore forced to go back into that damned room to fish her out; the guards apparently unable to enter or exit her cell due to Thor’s continuous interference... He casually entered the room filled with cells, ignoring the glare from Thor, and walked right up to where (Name) was.

He didn’t want to admit it to anyone, let alone himself, but his chest tightened at the sight of her. She laid, curled on her side atop the rickety bed, her (h/c) hair was a knotted mess, and bruises and blood littered most of her (s/c) skin... Loki’s emerald eyes lowered to the dozen or so full food trays that lay strewn across the cold floor of her cell.

“Have you come to admire your handiwork?” Thor growled.

“Has she not eaten?” Loki barely managed to say, a mixture of regret and exasperation filling his tone.

“You ordered them to ensure she had food, but not to make sure she ate it.” Loki noted the anger in Thor’s tone; a bitter pill for Loki to swallow given the current situation. Emotions never came naturally to him, and yet Thor expressed them so easily... Damn him...

“What about water?” he asked, needing to get his mind off of his own short comings.

“No, Loki... she hasn’t spoken, eaten or done anything since you were last here!”

“What about-,”

“Stop this now and just resign yourself to admitting your affection for her!” the older brother said, ignoring the unfinished question.

“What makes you think I hold any type of affection for a treacherous whore?” Loki spat back viciously, trying to cover the emotions he felt with bitterness and anger.

“Would you be here if you didn’t love her?!” Thor’s voice sound hoarse, Loki guessed it was because he attempted to give the little water he received to (Name), even if she didn’t drink it... The raven haired man leaned against the bars of her cell and took in her near-unmoving form. “Brother, please... I thought there may be a chance she would come back from the darkness you left her in, so I kept the guards from her; but she hasn’t... She won’t... not unless you take her out of this place and get her help... “

“You would just love it if I did that, wouldn’t you?” Loki growled, “Serving your beckon-call like the worthless swine you think me to be.”

“No.” Thor snarled. Loki’s eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder.

“What was that?”

“I do not regard myself any higher than you... And I despise the fact that she has, and will continue to, share your bed... that that is where she will return if the is taken from here, and that -,” the blond trailed off,

“And that – what? That I will feel her warmth more times then you ever will?” Loki spat, turning back to watch the sleeping (h/c) haired woman.

“That she was taken in by your ploy... that she thought you actually cared, and is now broken because of what you did to her.” A cold shudder ran up Loki’s spine.

“You lie...” he muttered before entering the cell, scooping up (Name)’s limp body, and heading for the door.

“I’m not lying to you Loki... I just hope you will see it before you do something you cannot take back...” Thor said as he watched his brother leave the cells with (Name).

***

“Sir, wouldn’t it be faster if you healed her yourself?” The old man clad in white asked as he placed a large, black leather suitcase on the edge of the bed (Name) slept peacefully in.

“I would be able to close her wounds, but any infection that has entered her system or found its way onto the wounds will remain... I just want to ensure she will not get ill from any bacteria that stay in or around the wounds...” Loki explained as he moved to stand at the foot of the large bed. The old man nodded,

“Then would you like me to clean out the wounds, bandage them, and hook up a twenty-four-hour IV for fluids and antibiotics?” The raven haired man nodded. The old doctor’s fake smile began to fade as he looked over the girl. A sheet covered most of her bare body, but he could clearly see bruises all over her arms and neck, a bite mark that mirrored the size and placement of a healed burn mark, a small gash on the back of her head, and a tear in the skin under her left arm...

“Is something wrong?” Loki asked coolly. The doctor took a deep breath and ran a hand through his thinning white hair.

“I’ve seen girl’s discarded who were in better shape than her...” the doctor started, unsure he wanted to finish.

“And?” Loki’s emerald green eyes settled on the elderly man.

“Will she end up the same way if I treat her?” The doctor’s blue-grey eyes lifted to meet Loki’s. “I may work for you, but I refuse to treat a girl who will end up the same way in only a few days...” a grin pulled at Loki’s lips,

“You’re new around here, aren’t you?” The God of Mischief asked. The doctor fidgeted under Loki’s intense gaze and swallowed the lump in his throat.

“Yes...” Loki’s eyes studied the old man for a moment before he focused on (Name).

“She will not be harmed this way again...” His eyes then turned back to the doctor, who, after a moment, quickly moved to treat the wounds he could...

***

Three hours... It took the old man nearly three hours to finish treating (Name), and all the while Loki was trying to busy himself with a book, but really just wound up watching over the old man’s shoulder as he worked. But, finally, he was finished.

Bandages covered the (h/c) haired woman’s arm, head and neck, and a small netted sleeve covered the area on her arm were the IV’s were placed.

“She’ll probably sleep for another day or two once the drip cones out... The likelihood for her waking up violently or skittishly will depend on how she was left...”

“She drifted off of her own accord, she wasn’t forced into sleep or unconsciousness, if that was what you were implying.” Loki replied gruffly. The doctor quickly bowed his head and retreated from the room, leaving the raven haired man alone with (Name) for the first time in days.

He slowly made his way around the bed until he was beside her and sat down. The raven haired man carefully ran the back of his fingers over her cheek as a pale green, dust-like magic slowly spread over her entire body, creeping into the various bandages and sinking into the wounds, healing the various cuts and bruises that covered her skin. For a moment her hazy (e/c) eyes began to open,

“Hush, (Name)... You must rest...” he said, knowing perfectly well she couldn’t hear him because she had already slipped back into the thralls of unconsciousness. ‘Would you be here if you didn’t love her?!’ Thor’s words swirled in his head over and over again, refusing to leave him alone. He silently growled at Thor’s idiocy and - - wait... Was it idiocy...? The words ran through Loki’s head once more, as did his actions over the past few days... He looked away from the sleeping woman and retracted his hand. No... No, that couldn’t be right...

***

The doctor returned the next day to remove the drip from (Name)’s arm, he also removed the bandages after Loki informed him that she would be healed – physically at least.

“There may be some stiffness and soreness still remaining, judging from the movement of some of her joints...” the white haired man said as he laid (Name)’s hand back on the bed.

“Understood...” Loki replied quickly. The raven haired man watched as the doctor removed the last of the bandages. “I have one other request...” Loki stated.

“Yes Sir?”

“Is there anything you can give her to prevent pregnancy?” Loki asked, almost vacantly. The doctor’s brows furrowed,

“I was under the impression that-,” his blue-grey eyes moved to the small scar under her arm, “Right... it was torn out...” he sighed softly. “How long has it been since the unprotected sex?”

“Five days...” The doctor sighed, louder than before.

“There is only one thing I can give her, but there is no guarantee it will work...” he said before searching through his bag to retrieve a small needle.

“You keep birth control on hand?” Loki asked with a raised brow.

“Insulin, adrenaline, morphine, general anaesthetic and birth control... they are the five drugs all the doctors here keep on hand...” The doctor injected the clear liquid into (Name)’s veins, and then stood while packing his case, readying to leave. “Sir... may I advise you on something?”

“What?”

“I’m not sure exactly what was done to this poor girl, but if the person who did this is anywhere near when she wakes up, it is very likely she will react badly...”

“Pray tell, how did HYRDA come to hire someone like you?” Loki asked with a smirk. The doctor took a deep breath and met Loki’s calculating gaze,

“It was a trade. My granddaughter was supposed to be brought to you... Instead I offered my services... At that time, you had apparently killed off several of the doctors under your service... So they accepted the trade...” Loki’s jaw clenched as the older man spoke.

“You may leave.” He ordered while turning back to watch the sleeping woman occupying his bed. The doctor nodded and quickly left the penthouse suite.

Would she react badly? She would certainly have reason to... But he had brought her out of the cell, he had healed her, he watched over her... Would that mean nothing...? Perhaps she would try to run... he would be able to catch her easily, but would also pose a risk to her... He sat down on the bed next to her and gently ran his fingertips over her supple neck, a thick metal collar circled her neck, and a chain appeared, tethering her to the bed. He didn’t like the idea of chaining her up like an animal... but it would ensure she was unable to run, or harm herself any more. His hand then trailed down her body, making a deep green, full length robe materialise on her (adj.) frame before he pulled the covers over her body before he looked out to the devastated city. It was late in the afternoon... He glanced back to (Name) before standing and closing the curtains to the glass walls. Surely she shouldn’t wake before he finished showering...

*Your POV*

“(Name)...” he sounded far more concerned than before as he quickly crossed the room, but just as he reached for you, you stumbled away and pressed your back tightly to the wall. “Dove...” he said, reaching for your hand, but you shied away again. After the second time, Loki seemed to get the message, and instead chose to sit silently on the bed.

As the tense moments passed you came to think that your heart would leap from your chest, and your hands would start bleeding because you were clutching the chain so tight, but the thought of more physical wounds wasn’t the most terrifying part of it all... It was watching as Loki silently pondered his next move. His green eyes locked firmly on you, and through them you could see the cogs in his mind turning rapidly.

“Why do you flinch away from me?!” his voice started off calm, but by the end of the sentence, he was screaming and right in front of you. You fought through the tears welling in your eyes as all the weeks of emotional and physical torture finally pushed you over the edge, and you lost the ability to silence yourself.

“You’re kidding, right?” you said through gritted teeth. “You don’t know why I pull away from you?!” after however many days without speaking, eating or drinking, you scarcely recognised your own voice, but that didn’t stop you. “Are you forgetting how you forced me into your bed, then kicked me out?! How you left me here at the mercy of a rapist, killed a man who showed me kindness, and then ended up raping me yourself?!” The aggravation – or was it surprise – on Loki’s face was evident, and you honestly feared what he would do next, but still that didn’t stop you. You were angry, and refused to let him see any other emotion, even if it cost you dearly.

“The kind approach didn't work with you, and apparently a sterner hand didn't do anything to help the situation either!” he yelled, slamming his hand into the wall beside your head, blocking your only escape route.

“Then why not just let me die?It would have been easier for everyone if you did!”

“You want to die? Or did you just want to stay with him?”

“You’re an idiot!” you retorted, slapping his cheek with all the strength you could muster. The fire in Loki’s eyes refused to settle, and at that moment you know this was a battle you couldn’t win. “I just want to go home... If you don’t want me, please, just let me go...” You said while slumping back into the wall having expended the last remnants of energy you had.

“I never said I didn’t want you...” his fingers ran over your cheek; it was both sickening and soothing... Why? Why, after everything he did to you, did you still feel at ease when he touched you like that?

“You didn’t have to... your actions spoke loudly enough...” you grumbled.

“I never said I didn’t want you!” He insisted harsher than before. Why didn’t he understand?! Immediately your anger returned,

“You left me in the dark, bleeding and hurt Loki! You left me down in that prison cell to either bleed out... or just give up...”

“How many times must I say this. I never said I didn’t want you!” he placed both hands on your face, his skin was cool and soothed the small pains that still stung your body, but did nothing to extinguish your fury.

“Don’t act like you ever did or do now! You never wanted me! You wanted some other girl.” You growled, remembering what The Teacher had told you all those weeks ago. “You took me on a whim. I was nothing more than a number! I had resigned to my fate, but then...” You took a breath in and shoved his hands away from your face, “then you threw a rope down into the dark, putrid hole I was in... and just as I reached the top, you cut the rope and let me fall right back down!” The next second was a blurred rush of adrenaline, however once your mind caught up, a blistering pain spread across of your cheek, making you fall back into the wall.

“Bite your tongue. Or I-,”

“WHAT!?” Damn it, the slap Loki had returned forced tears from your eyes... The wetness was soothing for your burning flesh, but you knew it made you look weak... and that was something you definitely weren’t feeling at the moment... “What could you possibly threaten me with that I haven’t already suffered through!?” Loki’s momentary silence gave you a chance to wipe away the tears and stand tall once more.

“I refuse to release you... but I will not discard you either-,”

“I don’t believe you.” You cut in.

“What would you have me to do prove it?” You were taken aback by his question. Was there anything he could do to prove it? You scoured your mind for an adequate response.

“R-Release all of the other girls...” you stated in a rushed hurry,

“What?” he asked with raised eyebrows. You didn’t know why that was the first thing that came to your mind... You certainly hadn’t bonded with any of the girls...

“If there are any that want to stay then let them... but if they were kidnapped and forced into service like I was and they wish to return home... then release them...” you were half sure your mindless rambling made no sense... but he appeared to be considering your words...

“My subordinates need--,”

“They don’t need anything. They want to force themselves onto malnourished, weak, defenceless and, at times, underage girls... They don’t need anything...” again, he took a moment to take in your words.

“... Very well...” your mouth fell open.

“W-What..?”

“I will give them one opportunity to leave, if they do not take it, then it is their own fault.” You studied his cool composure

“I don’t believe you... I don’t believe that you’ll let them go...” you murmured softly.

“Why not?” he growled, trying to temper his anger, but in reality all it did was aggravate both of you more.

“Because... Because I know what it's like to have someone you love turn on you! Just like you did! And just like you will again! I won’t let myself be taken in by your charms for a second time!”

“You love me...?” You froze. Did you say that? Did you intend to say that? Did you mean it when you said it?

“That’s what you took from that?!” you stumbled towards the glass window, wanting to put a little distance between you and Loki, but couldn’t move very far because of the limited reach of the chain. You pulled heedlessly on the chain, knowing it wouldn’t come free, but you needed something to take your anger out on, so, again and again you fought against the strength until your anger was gone, and the only thing your body felt was numbing sadness. Your (e/c) eyes moved back to Loki, who was still waiting for a response. “That's why it hurt so much... That's why I didn't want to get up... That's why it still hurts...” You bit back the tears as your legs gave out. Loki quickly swooped in to catch you.

When his arms hooked around you, your immediate response was to fight against him, the irrational side of your mind fearing a repeat of the other day. However, his hold on you tightened and he pulled you to his chest, refusing to let you get away.

“(Name)...” he seized your hand just before it made contact with his face. “Stop...” You tried to pull away, but you had no chance against his strength. “Look at me... Look at me...” You stopped fighting and cautiously looked up. “I will do as you have asked...” the raven haired man looked towards the ceiling “Jarvis. Send this message throughout the tower... Any girl in training will be given one chance to go free, it is a chance that expires in ten minutes.”

“What about the girls who have finished their training?” you asked quickly. He looked down to you and continued speaking, his soft eyes intended for you, but his words meant for JARVIS.

“The offer also extends to those who have finished their training and are in service... If the members of my staff don't follow this order, then ALL of the girls promised to the Chitauri will be released and the rebellious quims will take their place...” A low beeping rang through the room. Loki’s hand then slipped to the chain and abruptly squeezed it. The metal quickly began to dissolve, as if an invisible swarm of locust were devouring the length of chain and collar, until you were free. “Better?” he asked. Something in his tone made you think he actually cared... was it real? Could you trust what you were hearing? You forced your uncertainty away,

“Yes... thank you.”

Loki once again held you tightly. You felt awkward and out of place in his arms... but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant... Another low tone sounded through the room. Loki then pulled away and hand found the small of your back,

“Come with me...” You knew you should have moved... but you just couldn’t manage it... “Dove,” Your (e/c) eyes moved to meet his. “I will not harm you like that again... you have my word.”

“Can I trust your word...?” you barely managed to choke out.

“Follow me, and I will prove that you can...” he offered his hand to you. Hesitantly you reached out and took it. Once he was sure you weren’t going to pull away again, he led you across the room and out the glass doors to the balcony.

It was the first time that you noticed that it was night-time... The sun had set long ago, leaving nothing but the lights from the tower and the full moon to guide you along the long, cold and windy balcony. In the distance you saw a few lights – probably from fires – signalling that civilisation was not too far away... You came to a sudden halt when a particularly strong gust of wind nearly blew you over. Having felt your need to stop, Loki did as well. He waited a moment to see if you would move again, and when you didn’t, he took up position behind you, wrapped his arms around you protectively, and looked down to the glowing lights of the building beneath.

“Watch the entryway...” he said, gesturing to the bright light that appeared on the ground, signalling an open door.

Slowly you saw ant-sized people scampering from the doorway and disappearing into the darkness of the surrounding streets. Loki leaned into you more, forcing you a little closer to the edge.

“I expected some to stay... but not as many as that...” He thought aloud. Your brows furrowed as you focused on the few visible girls who were scampering away from the building.

“What?”

“There are at least forty women in service and twenty in training... Just over half of them have taken the offer...” he said slowly while his hand found your own. A shiver ran through your body as Loki leaned down to kiss your neck, and you inadvertently tightened your hold on him. “You can trust me, (Name)...”

“I-,”

“Sir!” called a man from the glass door, cutting off your thoughts. “What is the meaning of thi-,” Loki turned and flicked his wrist, sending the obnoxious guard with fluorescent red hair flying across the bedroom and into the thick walls. The raven haired man then escorted you to the glass door before stepping inside before you, ready to deal with the unwanted intruder.

“I do not care why you are here, nor do I care for being interrupted.” the raven haired man snarled as he made a B line straight for the dazed guard. Loki didn’t even bother waiting for the man to think of a response. “Don’t bother speaking... Just remove yourself from my presence before I change my mind and kill you where you grovel.” The guard flinched back with Loki’s words before quickly clambering to his feet and hurrying away.

Loki ran a hand through his slicked back hair before turning back to you and guiding you all the way inside. “The guards who have lost their girls are about to get unruly and bold with their malcontent...” he said to himself. “I'm going to take you away from here while you finish recovering... How does that sound?” he asked with a small smile.

“I... uh-.” You cleared your throat, not really sure how to respond. Did you want to be alone with him? Could you trust him while you were alone together? What if a repeat of the other day happened?

“As much as I would like to be soft with you my dear, that wasn’t a request... I’m going to take you away from the tower so you can have calm and undisturbed rest...” You slowly gnawed on your lips before nodding your head, too tired and emotionally drained to last another bout of arguing with him... Maybe, just maybe, it wouldn’t turn out badly... But you certainly doubted it...

Notes

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