King Loki

Chapter 15
Cephera lay in her new bed. It was weird not being downstairs with the other servants. Her babysitter was dismissed, much to her relief and Cephera had her chance to see what Loki was made of.
Of course the test hadn't gone too well. She hadn't expected such an intense power residing within him. She felt it before for only a moment but this time she got a good feel. She'd never felt power as strong as Loki's.
He was hiding something, he had to be. With the power she felt rushing through him he could force everyone to their knees and yet she couldn't figure out why he hasn't. Maybe that much power was taxing? Perhaps he didn't know how to control it? She just couldn't put her finger on why his strength felt so strange.
And on top all that..., had he been sniffing her hair?
It had been subtle but when he was so close to her she was sure he heard him take a whiff and it unnerved her. It was unexpected and a little creepy. It was for that reason she'd locked her room door when she arrived in her room.
Being alone with Loki, with him making no attempt to hide his wandering eyes made her feel..., excited.
Excited was not a feeling she wanted to feel toward his actions and yet she couldn't push it away. Her heart raced when he'd bent down toward her. She kept her eyes to the floor to keep him from noticing her true reaction.
Maybe it was due to the fact that it had been quite a while since she last felt a mans touch. Maybe her mind and body was having some sort of withdrawal, was that even possible?
Still, underneath her attraction and excitement she was still angry. Before she'd gone to see him she'd composed herself well. Keeping up the confidence she often saw in her twin sister and mimicking it. She faired well enough but in truth she was worried.
Cephera had no idea how she was going to save this world or her friends. It meant making the choice between Loki staying King or taking him out and letting fate take its course. The latter was so unpredictable she was was, at this point, rooting for Loki, however that could change.
She needed to see Tony. To speak with him. She needed insight. She needed help. She would have to somehow convince Loki to allow her to see Tony, but how she would accomplish that remained a mystery.
Until then, Cephera had to rid herself of her current craziness. She rolled to her back and willed herself to think of the one man whose touch she knew well. Even though she no longer wanted Krystoff, she certainly didn't want to be thinking of anyone else.
Her hand slipped downward past her naval and past her pubic region. She frowned at the regrown hair. She enjoyed it clean and smooth, it was how she's always preferred it, but she hadn't time to really take care of herself in that way.
She ignored it and once again her thoughts returned to Krystoff. Her fingers doing the walking across her clitoris sending that familiar spark of excitement through her. She rocked her hips lightly envisioning that her fingers were Kystoff's tongue.
She softly let out a moan and let her mind wander. She no longer had to concentrate so hard to keep the imagine in her mind. She relaxed into her arousal, her fingers wet as they glided smoothly over her sensitive bud. She moaned again when somehow she imagined Krystoff stopping to inhale the scent of her sex.
Cephera jumped from her own thoughts when she realized she'd begun to envision Loki between her legs instead of her former lover. "Dammit," she cursed at herself. This was going to be complicated. She needed to get Loki's gaze from her mind. He was not her lover and it was silly to think it could work otherwise. She was his servant and until she figured out what to do, she would remain that way.
Cephera rolled over to her side. Her mood ruined by her own naughty thoughts. "Damn you," she whispered into the darkness. Her state of mind was Loki's fault. Maybe he'd woven some kind of spell on her. She frowned as that seemed unlikely.
XxX
For the first time in a long time, Loki felt relaxed. His evening with Cephera may have been short and for professional reasons, but he had to admit she brought more to the table than he'd previously thought about.
She wasn't without her own strength. Her resolve hadn't broken though she neglected to look at him at the end of their test. He wasn't sure if it had been from using her power, but he did notice a flush across her cheeks.
She didn't know it, but he had thought more than once about her other potential. During the beginning of his reign he'd had a few human women. They served their purpose but he tired of them. Most of them just giving into his desires because they felt they had to. None of them were particularly interesting to him on any level.
A couple had sought his bed and once they found themselves within it, they started making assumptions of being his bride, or mistress. Silly notions, ones he squat immediately. No woman stood his equal. No human could have anything in common with him for he was a God and they were just simpletons.
However, though Cephera was not his equal, she did share power with him. He could see potential in her for more than just his newest firepower.
It was clear, however, that she wouldn't simply fall to her knees and do anything and everything he wished, but he liked that. She was a challenge and he did enjoy a good challenge. If he could claim her heart he would be unstoppable with her at his side.
If...,
She was no simpleton looking to save her own skin and she certainly wouldn't just open her heart to him after everything he's done. He would have to gain her trust first. As strong as she seemed, Loki knew her to be soft. During his many talks to her as Lana he got to know her mind. She'd come to Earth to start a new life.
It was clear she was tired of being used. She was sick of following others rules to fit in. She came to Earth looking for a new beginning and Loki would give her that. Soon she would be unable to see anyone else in her future but him.
He fell asleep to that thought. As of right now, he felt like everything was working to his advantage and he wouldn't spoil that by rushing things.
XxX
Cephera suppressed a shiver everytime Loki found a reason to touch her. Each evening she was invited to have supper with him before moving to the combat room where Steve Rogers was always waiting.
Cephera knew a little about combat, but not nearly enough to defend herself against trained agents. The Captain fought against her and she was allowed to use any magic she'd learned to defeat him.
She had yet to defeat him.
Loki would always find a reason to come over to her and guide her arm or hand. His breath grazing her ear as he spoke directly near it. Each time it sent her heart beating faster and she would make sure to glare at him instead of allowing him to see her breathlessness.
A weeks worth of this was enough to drive her crazy. She had planned to wait longer to make her demand to see Tony, but she couldn't hold back any longer. At the end of the week, when Steve Rogers left the room and only herself and Loki remained, she turned to look at the King who was smiling at her.
"I want to see Tony. I want to speak to my friend." She squared her shoulders making ready to fight for this. To battle out her reasoning when Loki denied her.
"Alright," he replied and Cephera opened her mouth to protest right before his word sunk in.
"What?" She asked unsure she heard right.
"You may see Stark." He told her standing up straight from his spot leaned against the wall.
Cephera couldn't believe her ears. Was she dreaming?
"What's the catch?" She asked weary of a hidden agenda.
"No catch. You've done everything I've asked of you up to now, this is your reward." He walked from the room and Cephera found herself directly behind him.
"And it will be a private chat?" She asked still not fully believing him.
"It will." He nodded.
"When?" Cephera asked, her heart jumping as she let the truth sink in.
"Whenever you like," Loki stopped and turned to look at her. Cephera hadn't been prepared for this. She hadn't thought of when.
"Tomorrow morning," Cephera decided quickly.
"Then I shall see you tomorrow. The guards won't allow you in without me, unless you plan to become me again?" He smirked and Cephera blushed. She'd forgotten about that. Forgotten how much he knew. He chuckled and left her embarrassed in the hallway.

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