Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

“Give me Love” – Loki x Reader Chapter 20

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You had a small break after finally finishing for dinner and – though those certain situations made you feel anxious, you didn’t stop you wanting to read the second book by the same author. Of course that had to wait until you finished eating – and you did actually get to eat that time, instead of being set upon by Loki’s food driven kinks...

***

You spent just under a week at the beach house. In the morning you would usually wake to Loki either cooking breakfast, or teasing your body until you woke up to the sounds of your own sleepy moans - - and this morning was no different. You heard Loki stir around dawn, and slip out of bed, but you didn’t get up; you were too tired and sore to gather enough strength to even open your eyes. A while later Loki returned to your side and wrapped his arms around you before gently kissing down your cheek. You groaned softly and shifted in his arms,

“Wake up (Name).”

“Not yet...” you mumbled and pulled the covers over your head slowly.

“It’s passed lunchtime.” He said.

“We were up until four this morning thanks to you...” You mumbled into the pillow. Loki sighed and removed himself from the bed.

“Come down stairs when you’re ready.” He said with a nonchalant wave of his hand.

Just after Loki passed through the doorway, you sat up and yawned long and deep, before you rubbed your eyes and swung your legs over the edge of the bed. You heard Loki’s footsteps disappearing down the hall, but you didn’t feel a need to hurry your movements, was it because you were too tired? Most likely. Or were you slowly coming to relax around him? You ran a hand through your hair to remove it from your eyes and stepped out of the room. No... Maybe...? You shook your head and made your way through the bedroom.

Without thinking, your hand ran over your sensitive, hickey covered neck. Loki had been slowly increasing the amount of sexual contact he had with you. You were sure he thought you hadn’t noticed, but you had. It wasn’t like you didn’t enjoy it – you enjoyed it thoroughly – but a small nagging voice in the back of your mind had become louder over the past few days, and you couldn’t quite make out what it was saying. It irked you to no end. Your hand slipped to the small, healed gash in your arm. ‘but as a gift... I will give you the chance to carry my child...’ You bit your lower lip. Was that what the little voice was warning you about? Over the week there had been instances that reminded you of that night; but it had never been so clear in your mind before. Is that what he still wanted? You walking slowed. No. No, he had changed... He wasn’t like that anymore. You took a deep breath and picked up your pace once more, uncertainty still lingered in your mind. You had to ask him... You had to ask him what was going to happen, what he wanted to happen... You couldn’t get pregnant... not like this, not now...

Your mind was so preoccupied trying to straighten out your emotions that you didn’t notice the sharp corner of the wall, and walked straight into it.

“Damn it!” you cursed while stumbling backwards and quickly pressing your hands to your bleeding forehead. You were aware of the low railing separating you from a small but dangerous fall; so you tried to stay as close to the solid wall as you could - - but your warping vision and dizziness made it difficult. Before you knew it, Loki had returned to your side and was working on steadying your swaying body.

“Easy...” his tone was smooth and soothing. You grabbed his shoulder as your legs trembled and threatened to give out from under you. “Sit down...” he said while guiding you to sit down on the top step. The pain in your head was only made worse when Loki pulled your hand away, and the constant rushing of the water feature to your right certainly wasn’t helping. You winced as Loki gently prodded the bleeding wound. “How did you manage to run directly into the wall?” he asked with an amused tone; however the throbbing pain stopped you from finding the funny side in it all.

“It wasn’t like I was trying to...” you stated dully. “I was just thinking...”

“About?”

“About...” Ask him.... Ask him! “About how things have changed... It’s just a little strange thinking back... I-I’m finally comfortable...” you lost your nerve at the last minute and changed your mind. However Loki still seemed to react badly to it. You bit the inside of your lip when you felt his hands freeze and you could feel and partially see his eyes trailing over you, which made you lower your still hazy gaze.

“Then don’t think back... Don’t dwell on the past.” he stated simply. “This may hurt...” he said before you could reply. Your brows furrowed,

“Wha- ah!” you winced and tried to pull away, but Loki held you still. The pain in your head increased tenfold. It felt like a searing hot needle was passing through your skull, but instead of burning the area around it, your skin felt like it was freezing. You tightly closed your eyes and held your breath; that was when the pain began to subside.

Slowly your eyes began to open, and you were immediately met with a pale glowing emitting from Loki’s hand.

“What are you doing...?”

“Healing you.”

“You can heal people?” You asked while examining his glowing hand.

“Yes. I did the same when I retrieved you from the prison cell...”

“You healed me?” you were in a semi-state of shock. You had only known you had woken up with bandages; you had never thought that he would have healed you himself.

“Yes, I did around eighty percent of the work.” Your brows furrowed,

“Eighty percent?” Loki glanced into your eyes for a moment before refocusing on the small gash in your head,

“Maybe it was more like fifty-fifty...” he mumbled under his breath.

“How could you heal someone fifty percent?” you asked with a sceptical tone.

“Well; I physically closed all the wounds, but the doctor ensured you had no infections and-,” Loki stopped abruptly. Your heart began to race,

“And, what?” your voice was a soft whisper, and you could barely hear it, let alone Loki.

*Loki’s POV*

Loki’s mind was filled with nothing but curses. How long would the birth control he gave her last? What if it had already worn off? What if it hadn’t worked in the first place? Shit! How could he let something such as that lapse in his mind?!

“Loki...?” she asked cautiously.

“-and dressed your wounds.” He finished quickly before removing his hands from her forehead.

“Is something wrong?” she asked.

“No.” he stated harsher than he intended. The uncertainty that shone in her (e/c) eyes made Loki’s cold heart ache in a way he had not felt for what seemed like years.

“Nothing else...?” she cautiously asked.

“No.” The godly-man reached forward and pulled her to her feet before engulfing her in a robotic embrace. “It’s nothing...” his hand slipped down to her side, giving his thumb a chance to run over her abdomen. He couldn’t sense anything... He closed his eyes and breathed in his scent. But she was human; her DNA was vastly different to his own and even the Aesir. Maybe it was too early to tell... Or maybe he was mistaken... Yes; that was it. He was mistaken.

*Your POV*

It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy the embrace, but Loki’s tense muscles and tightening grip made you uncomfortable and sore,

“L-Loki...” your voice was partially muffled by his chest and shirt, but that one word was enough to make him release you.

“Forgive me.” He used his hand to lift your chin, “Your warmth is addictive.” He said with a smirk before he leaned forward to press his lips to your own. Loki pulled away slightly and looked towards the window. “It’s warm outside, would you care to walk for a while?” the sudden change in topic made you a little suspicious, but you had learnt not to question what was on his busy mind.

“Yes.” You stated quickly. Loki chuckled and began leading you towards the front door.

***

Loki took you along the top of the cliffs outside of the grounds of the beach house. It was different to any place you had seen since the Chitauri soldier took you all those months ago. The large ledges were filled with golden yellow and bright purple flowers atop thin, waist high stalks. The wind was warm and fresh, and blew up the edges of your ankle length dress; and the sun was warm and welcome on your skin.

“We will return to the tower tomorrow...” Loki said as he followed along your trail.

“Do we have to?” you asked while gently plucking a flower from the swaying grass.

“Would you prefer to stay here?” He asked while gently wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Yes...” you said with a small sigh. “Can we?” you asked while turning to face him. “Can’t we just stay here?” Loki shook his head with a small smile,

“My dear, I have a world to rule. I cannot do that from here.”

“Then screw the world.” You snapped.

“(Name), I have fought to maintain my hold on this pitiful planet, I will not let it slip through my fingers.” He stated, determination burning in his emerald eyes. ‘I will give you anything and everything you ask of me...’ Now you knew what he meant to say;

“I will give you anything and everything you ask of me; as long as it doesn’t interfere with my plans for world domination...” you mumbled.

“Excuse me?” he asked, not entirely sure what you had said.

“If I asked you to stay here with me; if I asked you to forget about ruling Earth and hide away with me... would you?” Loki glanced at you for a long, silent moment.

“Are you asking me to-,”

“Sir!” Loki was cut off by the call of an approaching guard. The raven haired man sighed irritably and ran a hand through his hair.

“I would do what I could to make you happy – as long as you knew how your request would affect me.” The guard finally reached the two of you, but Loki held a hand up to silence him before he had a chance to speak.

“How would it affect you?”

“It would render everything I have had to sacrifice thus far useless. Everything I have suffered through would be for nothing; and (Name), I have given up far more than you know.” You completely ignored the urgency in the guard’s eyes and pushed further.

“What have you given up Loki? From where I’m standing, you’ve only taken.” you asked while stepping forward. Loki gingerly stroked your cheek with his thumb, though you could tell he wanted to hit you; the tense muscles in his hands were a dead giveaway.

“The being that sent me here controls a vast power thanks to the events in New York, I gave him my utter loyalty, my mind, my conscious, my compassion... my sanity... and in return, he helped to win me the Earth.” he answered slowly. “Tell me (Name), knowing this, will you still ask me to give it all up?” You lowered your gaze,

“I’ll return to the house so you two can speak in private.” You murmured while glancing at the anxious guard and trying to leave, but before you could take more than a step, Loki snagged your arm.

“Answer me...” your eyes met with Loki’s desperate ones. “Would you have me give everything away?” you took a steadying breath and shook your head.

“No... But a better question is: Would you be willing to give up the Earth for me? Do you love me enough to walk away from all of this?” you shakily asked. Loki looked absolutely stunned. “There will be a time when you will have to make a choice... When that time comes, will I be the one you give up?” you asked before returning to the house. You could feel Loki’s eyes on your back as you walked. You tried to ignore the twisted feeling in your stomach, but with every step you took, it only worsened. You should have stayed to hear what he would say...

***

When you re-entered the house, you quickly moved to the master bedroom, and buried yourself in the warm, cosy blankets. Loki’s scent lingered on them, and made you feel more comfortable than you probably should have given the circumstances. You wanted to be angry, but you were too tired to have any type of emotion... How could it be, that in a conversation that involved him releasing the Earth, you felt like the bad guy? You closed your eyes and dug deeper into the blankets. There were still so many things you wanted to know... Would he give up the Earth? Was there something he wasn’t telling you in regards to the doctor? Why hadn’t he told you before now that he had healed you? Why weren’t you enough to state his appetite? Why did he have to have the Earth if you were with him?! You sighed. ‘Do you love me enough to walk away from all of this?’ Your own voice echoed in your mind.

“He’s never actually said he loves me...” his actions may have made it feel that way... but he’s never actually said it... “Does he love me?” you asked yourself.

You weren’t sure how long Loki took to return, but when he did you knew instantly that he was pissed. Doors slammed and his footsteps were fast and heavy. When the door to the master bedroom opened, you shot up. Loki looked far more relaxed than you had thought he would.

“What’s wrong?” you asked cautiously. Loki pursed his lips,

“There has been an incident between the Chitauri and some members of HYDRA...” he muttered softly – though it seemed more like he was talking to himself rather than answering your question. He quickly turned, “Dove, we will be leaving, immediately.” You rubbed your heavy eyes,

“But... bed... Can’t we just go back tomorrow, like you’d planned?” you said, cuddling the blankets closer.

Loki sat on the bed next to you,

“Are you not feeling well?” he asked while slowly rubbing your shoulder through the thick blankets.

“I’m just tired...”

“You only woke up a short time ago.”

“I know.” the otherworldly man pried the blankets away from your body and kissed your neck.

“You can sleep on the plane. We have to go.” You wrapped your arms around his shoulders.

“Please... just one more night.”

“No.”

“But-,” Loki’s irritable sigh cut you off before he lifted you – and the blankets – onto his shoulder and began walking. “L-Loki! Put me down!” you tried to fight against his tight hold. “Your shoulder is bony! Put me down.” You said with a wince. However, he didn’t take any notice of your pain. Suddenly a fine mist of green sparkles surrounded your body, and as Loki continued to walk, your surroundings changed, and you could smell petrol and hear the loud whirring of a plane’s engine.

You looked over your shoulder, and you were indeed back at the private jet. You looked back in the direction you had come from just as the last remnants of the beach house disappeared behind a warping doorway of green mist, which then faded out as well. The feeling of being caged churned in your stomach. The beach house already felt so far away... You knew that once you returned to The Tower, everything would return to how it was before. Loki would have to distance himself... He would become cold, calloused...

Loki placed you down on the ground, but through your watery eyes, you couldn’t see his face.

“(Name)-,”

“I don’t want to go back...” You said while lowering your gaze.

“Look at me.” His voice was soft. “(Name),” he placed his hand on your shoulder, “Look. At. Me.” Slowly you looked up, nausea raising with every inch your eyes moved. When you finally met his gaze, you pulled the blankets closer, needing to feel some sort of comfort and security. “Two months, and we will come back for another few days.” A warm tingle ran through your body.

“What?”

“We can’t stay... but we will come back.” A small, hopeful smile pulled at your lips,

“Really?”

“Yes.” After a quick embrace, Loki pushed you along to enter the awaiting plane. He followed behind you as you climbed the few steps up to the cabin.

The first thing you did was collapse into the softness of the familiar couch. The raven haired man chuckled and walked beside you.

“Move over.” he said. You hummed for a moment,

“Make me...” you replied with a small smirk. Quickly he pinned you to the couch and lowered himself over you.

“I will make you do more than just move...” your muscles tensed as the vision of Loki slowly warped and faded into darkness.

*Flashback*

Loki lifted your legs around his waist before he entered you harshly, a low groan leaving his throat as he did.

“Hah-,” he huffed as he rocked his hips forward. “You’re still wet...” He reached through the bars to tangle his hand in your hair before picking up the pace of his thrusts. A cross between a moan and a sob left your throat. You hated yourself for it, but after having him force his way into your arse, the feel of his member in your wet folds was not only a welcome relief but filled your body with a morphine-like euphoria that stopped the once dominant pain.

Loki’s other hand found your hip, and he sunk his nails into your skin, trying to hold them in place as he continued his assault on your nether regions. You gnawed your lower lip harshly, trying to supress the soft moans that formed in your throat.

“Say my name.” Loki barked into your ear before his lips and tongue found your neck.

“L-Loki...” you half gasped half sobbed.

“Louder!” he groaned. You could tell he was nearing his end, the ragged breathing and quickened pace enough to give that away.

“Loki!”

*End flashback*

“(Name)...?” you heard him ask, but you just couldn’t find your voice, or your mind. His hand moved to your shoulder, but the unexpected touch made you jump and pull away slightly,

“P-Please, no...”

“(Name).” his fingers tangled in your hair and he pulled you to his chest. “I was not going to harm you...” Tears forced their way out of your eyes even though you tried time and time again to stop them. Your hands covered your eyes, and you felt your lip trembling.

“The memories won’t go away... Just the thought of going back to the tower brings them back.” Your voice was incredibly shaky, and you could barely breathe. Loki reached down and pulled the blanket over your body before lying down beside you.

“You said you were starting to feel more comfortable around Me.”

“I do...” you whimpered.

“Then why do you still linger on the past?” he asked through gritted teeth.

“I don’t know...” your voice was barely above a whisper.

“Just sleep. I will make sure your mind remains peaceful.” Loki pulled your head onto his chest and smoothed down your hair. You fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, trying to ignore the fact your eyes were still filled with tears.

***

You were amazed how quickly you fell asleep; and it was just as Loki said. Your dreams were peaceful. However, you weren’t really dreaming of anything in particular. Colours, emotions, temperature, and smells; it was a little piece of everything, but your mind wouldn’t linger long enough to make a memory.

“-(ame)... Dove.” You breathed in sharply as your eyes opened. The first thing you noticed was that you weren’t on the plane anymore... You were sitting upright in a car, with Loki beside you. You sluggishly looked out the window. Stark Tower was looming above you; the sky was deathly dark – no stars were visible at all – and the muggy, hot scent of the city reached your nose. Loki swiftly led you from the car, and walked towards the entrance of the tower. You took a deep breath.

“Two months... Two months...” you mumbled as you passed through the doorway. You knew you would probably count down the days as time slowly passed. You had to; it would be one of the few things you could hold onto while living at the tower.

Two guards opened the doors for you and Loki, allowing you both to enter. The hallways seemed too empty... too quiet... too peaceful... The hollow feeling in your stomach didn’t sit well with you at all. Something bad was going to happen... you knew it. You took a step closer to Loki as he made his way through the hallway. In one of the many rooms was a small group of guard’s playing cards. You felt a little better... Maybe you were mistaken - - suddenly the lights went out, and the hallway was filled with darkness. You cursed the universe for lulling you into that false sense of security. A soldier of some description came out of one of the doors and knocked into you, sending you into Loki’s side. He caught you with ease and pulled you close to his chest. The sound of smashing walls and people’s yells came from the floors above,

“What in the name of Helheim is going on?!” Loki growled while pulling you deeper into the darkness.

Notes

I've added some (19 or-so) new songs to the playlist on Youtube~ Check them out if you like!
(One of the songs that resonate with a scene in this chapter is "Not about angels" by Birdy~ and (kind of) "Chasing Cars" by Coldplay)
- I swear, I will stop adding to it... Unless someone comes up with a song that fits, in which case, just comment and let me know~!

(Sorry if there was any grammatical errors!!! OAO)
I promise things will start to happen next chapter!!!! Chapter 19, 20 and 21 will be like the Bucky chapter - meaning the end of the second arc of the story - but I broke them up to make it easier on people to read, and easier on me to gauge your responses~!
Tell me what you think will happen!!! Will Johnathan and Thor's plan work? Did Johnathan tell the truth, or did he set Thor up? If their plan does work, how will Reader-chan react? Will Loki fight for her? WHAT WILL HAPPEN??? (These are just some theories, some may be right, some may be wrong. Come up with your own and tell me what you think!)
Oh! And I've decided that at the end of this story (chapter 40-something) You'll all get 3 super-special-awesome bonus things.
1. The playlist songs with when/how they fit in the songs.
2. Prologue and possible first chapter of this story (Converted and altered for a novel).
3. ;D You'll just have to wait for this one.
(Now that I look back, I don't think they're quite 'super-special-awesome', but oh well... ^^;)
Again, please let me know what you think! I'm a little unsure if reader-chans affection towards Loki has changed too much over this chapter; and I also don't know if Loki is right... and there seems to be a lot of talking in this chapter... Is there too much talking...? O.O Please tell me!!!!! Q.Q