Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

“Give me Love” – Loki x Reader Chapter 24

***

“If he tried to come after you now.” Nat paused and leaned closer to ensure no one else could hear the two of you. “If he comes after you, knowing the risk an ambush has been raised because he doesn’t know the compounds, then he will have proven that he’s willing to risk everything to get you back.” The red haired woman quickly stood and slipped out of the small bar, “Down the street, third left, second right.” She said before leaving you alone with your thoughts – which was never a good thing...

***

*Loki’s POV*

Loki hated it... He hadn’t slept much at all, and it was all because his dreams would constantly wake him up. They weren’t even dreams... They were nightmares in the guise of dreams... Tormenting him... Torturing him... The Asgardian Prince rubbed his temple as another blood-curdling scream echoed in the hallway. He needed release... He needed rest... He needed (Name)... The buzzing sound of machinery was muffled by the heavy metal door, but he could still hear it, just as he could hear the soldier begging to be released – or killed – between the screams in pain. Loki knew the doctors wouldn’t grant either to him...

A hefty sigh left his lips as he reclined in the padded seat. It was all just a mess... The first seven had died after only three days; and the other three followed not far behind... A week had passed and he was still no closer to his goal... He truly hoped the rest would survive; he didn’t know what kind of weapons he would be up against, but if he had a small legion under his control, it wouldn’t matter...

“My lord.” A childish girl’s voice called. Loki opened his eyes and glanced at the lanky with hair the colour of wheat and unnaturally large breasts; even underneath the dirt-lined robe he could tell they weren’t gifted by the Norns – a bad doctor perhaps, but they were certainly not natural. Why humans found a need to modify their bodies he would never understand.

“What?” he asked dully. The woman smiled and allowed the tattered robe to slide from her body, revealing near see through black lingerie with lime green lace detailing. Loki supressed his need to laugh; this woman was wearing a piece he had wanted (Name) to wear upon their return to the tower... Without thinking he ran the tips of his fingers over the green lace on the bra. Apparently the woman saw this as an invitation to straddle his lap, because that is exactly what she did.

“Do you like it...? I heard it was a favourite of yours...” Since he released a large majority of the girls, the ones that remained were treated like royalty. He grimaced. This is what they turn into when fear isn’t a factor... They became whorish sluts they can sleep their way to the top.

“Get off of me.” Loki snarled while removing his hand from her. The young girl pouted,

“But I-.”

“You really think that just because you have danced with other men among the tower, you are ready to take me?” Not once did she drop her gaze, and it irked Loki to no end.

“I haven’t had any of the other men...” she said innocently. “I just want to be yours.” She said while rolling her hips forward. A low groan built in Loki’s throat as her untouched warmth pressed against his manhood. Damn it! His body was betraying him! “Just let me be yours...” she whispered while gingerly lacing her arms around his shoulders. “My King.” She leaned down and pressed her lips to his.

***

Loki eyed the sleeping woman in his bed. He felt disgusting. Even after taking her, he didn’t feel any better. He was still tense. He was still tired. He still couldn’t sleep... And worst of all, a nagging voice in the back of his mind wouldn’t shut up. It was constantly reminding him that he had betrayed her... He had betrayed (Name)... He held his head in his hand and breathed deep. What had he done...?

“Let’s go again...” the brunette said as she shifted to sit up beside him. Loki didn’t respond. He knew that if he did, he would shout and scream... “Sir...?” she asked while placing her arms around him and resting her cheek on his shoulder.

“Get. Out.” He breathed softly.

“What?”

“You will never share my bed again...” he turned to face the woman, fire burning in his eyes. “Now get out.” He growled while shoving her from his bed. Loki heard her body hit the floor, but he didn’t care, he didn’t look, he didn’t even flinch. He knew she was already bruised and sore from their passion – and his rage – but he didn’t care if he hurt her more. He wanted her out of his bed, he wanted her gone... So he kept his eyes forward, and his mind focused on (Name).

The girl – whose name he didn’t even bother to learn – slammed the door as she left. Regret burned in his throat and his stomach was anything but settled. It was like she was watching him... Like (Name) knew what he had done... His fist swung to the side and hit the backboard of the bed; cracking the sturdy wood. On Asgard he would take many lovers at one time, and never had he felt such guilt! This is what she did to him... What (Name)’s influence had done to him. Some would consider that she made him a better man; but in this world, in his world, he couldn’t afford to be a ‘good’ man. He couldn’t show weakness in the eyes of anyone... So why? Why chase after her?! Why go through all of this in search of someone who makes him weaker?!

“Because you love her...” a familiar voice called.

Quickly Loki turned, his eyes grazing over the entire room in search of the source. He moved so fast that it took a moment for him to realise Frigga was standing in front of him. He couldn’t believe it... After the bridge was destroyed, he thought he was free from any interference from Asgard... Loki pulled the sheets higher on his otherwise naked form, even after nine centuries he was still uncomfortable with people seeing him naked - - growing up around buff, muscular Asgardian’s would do that to a person...

“I know this isn’t a dream... Why after all this time come to me?” Frigga nervously rubbed her hands together as she stepped closer.

“I have watched you since the day you took Midgard.”

“And yet you only decide to show your face now?”

“You would not have listened to me before now. You know that.”

“Was that delightful memory from the other day your doing as well?” Frigga sighed.

“If I had not shown you that, what would you have done? Would you have stopped and thought about your situation? No. You would have chased after her without thinking. You would have blamed her for something that was not her doing, and you would have regretted it after you were done.” Loki chewed on his lower lip. He was mad to begin with... had he gone after her straight away, he would have been beyond reason, and probably would have brought more pain to her than he already had...

“Why are you here?” Frigga didn’t answer. Loki looked her in the eye and squared his shoulders. “Why are you here?”

“Because I have seen many outcomes for what you plan to do.”

“And what ‘outcomes’ would they be?”

“You know I cannot tell you.”

“Then why are you here?” Frigga closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“Because you are at a crossroads Loki... Two paths lay before you, and you have to be prepared.” Loki was tiring of her answers.

“For what? What must I prepare for?”

“To lose her.” Loki’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean?” he moved to get out of his bed, but decided against it because he was still naked. The Asgardian queen moved back towards Loki and offered him her hands, he reached up, but his hand passed right through hers.

“You know I can’t tell you...” He was also growing tired of that sentiment.

“If you are able to project yourself here, it must mean the link between the worlds is almost repaired...” Loki trailed off and stared into the darkness of the night sky, “How long until he sends soldiers to try to knock me from my throne?” Frigga looked down. He knew she wouldn’t tell him such a thing, but he still felt it necessary to ask. “What of Asgard? How have they coped knowing their precious Thunder God was captured by the man they all hated and ridiculed as a child?” Frigga guessed he missed idle conversation; he missed talking with people about something other than the state of the Earth, but this was a topic he only asked about out of habit. He didn’t want to know, nor did he particularly care. Loki sighed. “You said you’ve watched me since I came here... It means you’ve seen what I’ve done... The pain (Name) has suffered at my hands...” Loki laughed bitterly. “There are times I fear she only does and says things to please me, or out of fear of my anger...” he paused and looked his mother in the eye. “If you have seen me, then you must have seen her... Tell me... Is what she said true? Does she love me? Or does she simply fear me?”

“I cannot tell you.” Loki’s brows furrowed and his jaw clenched tightly.

“Yes you can, you just choose not to.” Frigga ran her hand across Loki’s cheek, though neither of them could feel a thing.

“I cannot tell you because it is something she must convince you of, not me; (Name) must be the one to tell you...”

“and if I fail? If I fall before I hear it; what then?”

“Stop fretting Loki... You want to hear the answer to a question, but you already know it.” Loki let out an irritated huff and rolled his eyes.

“You know you’ve not answered a single one of my questions.” Frigga smiled wide,

“I do know that...” the Asgardian Queen’s form began to dissolve in the darkness of the room. Had Loki not locked away his love for his mother, he would have asked her to stay, or told that he loved her; but he just couldn’t bring himself to say it. “Please... Loki... Think before you act.”

“I do, your other son is the one that rushes off before thinking.”

“Think of others before you act.” The last word was barely audible, but Loki just caught it.

A sharp knock came at the door, dragging his attention away from the place the projection of his mother once stood. Loki sighed and turned around. Since the night (Name) was taken, he decided to move down to his old room - - unable to spend more than a minute in the penthouse suite without working himself into a rage. Of course, he blamed that decision on Thor, claiming he was sick of rebuilding it every time... It was partially true...

“Enter.” He called. The door opened, sending beams of bright light into the room. The guard was breathless and took a moment to finally speak.

“S-Sir! They’ve successfully completed a procedure! They expect a second one to be finished within the next day or two.” Loki raised a brow.

“I’ll be the one to decide whether it was a success or not.” Loki said before throwing on his clothes and leaving the room.

***

Loki couldn’t believe it... They truly had completed the procedure... Tony Stark left many of his suits and spare parts in the tower after the events of New York. Immediately Loki put some of the HYDRA scientists on converting the suits into attachable devices for humans. He thought it would be easy, seeing as they kept Bucky alive for so long and made him a new arm; but it was far more difficult than he had expected and resulted in the death of numerous participants... However, now a perfectly synchronised blend of human and robot stood before him. Human enough to make rational decisions, but robot enough to follow any order he gave; an AI with a living, fast healing body – thanks to the addition of nanobots in their blood stream. It would have been easier to warp Stark’s AI and have it full the suits, but if he could manage to turn the soldiers without a glitch, then he could turn even the loudest rebels into his personal servants...

“Your name?” He asked the cyborg.

“Wilson.” There was still a hint of his human voice, but only barely, it was almost completely masked with a robotic drone.

“Your purpose?”

“To serve you, Sir.” A smirk pulled at Loki’s lips.

“And how would you go about that?”

“By killing anyone who stands in your way.” Loki glanced over the man. The robotics was added to every part of his body except his jaw, neck and forearms. In an ideal world he would have been completely transformed, but he didn’t have enough time – and even though he wasn’t completely transformed, he was more than obedient.

“How long to do finish the others?” Loki asked the doctor who stepped in to take note of Wilson’s vitals.

“Um... well...”

“Spit it out.” Loki tried not to growl.

“Everyone is different... But... if we can get through the others at the same pace... a week, maybe six days...” The doctor explained quickly. (Name) had already been gone for a week... Could he really wait another one? He clenched his jaw. The doctors would be working day and night to achieve that goal... and without any more people to pitch in, it wouldn’t possibly get done faster.

“Six days. Make sure you can keep that promise doctor.” Loki said before leaving the room.

After so many near sleepless nights, Loki finally found himself able to relax and the nagging need for sleep wash over his body. Maybe now he could sleep without dreams of (Name) in pain, or disappearing from him mid-sentence – just as she had in real life – or doubting her own power and strength... Yes... To dream of her without such worries would be a welcome change...

Notes

Sorry this is so short!!! The next chapter will be back with reader-chan and will be MUCH longer.
Please let me know what you think. I'm a little nervous about giving Loki an entire chapter without going back to reader-chan, but... well... I couldn't make it fit any other way.
Also, there will be a little time skip between this chapter and the next one - - just like there was between 23 and 24 [it was - and will be - only a few days, but still]
Again, I'm a little unsure about this chapter, so please let me know what you think~!