Loki / Reader
You were pleased; there were so many wars going on in the realm that was under your influence, the earth, so you rewarded yourself with a walk on a wide, grassy field, somewhere on the remote tundra in Siberia. It was nice to escape the chaos and quarreling people sometimes. You liked chaos, hell, you were the goddess of it, but sometimes you were lonely. All the other Greek gods and goddesses had faded away with time because people had stopped believing in them. You however got your power and life force from the fact that people did not get along with each other.
When the world was too peaceful you appeared in some peoples dreams and whispered soft words of destruction into their ears and filled their heads with the thoughts of glorious wars and victories. When they fell into your web, you got more powerful and found your will to live again. Chaos amused you, it brought meaning to your lonely existence.
But the truth was that you were unhappy most of the times nowadays. You were bored and disgusted because people were so easy to trick. Besides it was ages you had even appeared to anyone; people fought over money and power, they did not need you anymore to fill their heads with chaos and destruction. And even though you were pleased, it was a shallow feeling that did not cover the longing that was eating you alive from inside.
Sometimes when you went to sleep, you slept for a century and when you woke up, the world had changed and you could not recognize it anymore. You however stayed the same, from millennium to millennium. Years just slipped away. You were a prisoner of time and your own godliness. Life had been fun when you and your kind had been worshiped and you had had your influence in the world, in a twisted way. You had sometimes taken the human form and enjoyed the simple life. The simple life without chaos and you had been happy…
Until you had been summoned and you had stepped into the realm of gods and goddesses again. Life as a human was not easy either; the people that you cared for died, they always did. If not by an accident or act of violence, then it was the cruel, slow death that came with time. Time showed no mercy. It had made you irrelevant and swallowed your brothers and sisters as the world had changed.
Your peaceful walk was interrupted when you heard someone walking behind you. You turned around to see who was bold enough to follow your footsteps. In the pale moonlight you saw a shape of a tall man and you felt his gaze upon you. This was no man, this was something else.
- Who are you? you asked with a deep, low voice that echoed in the vast emptiness of nothing but the sky above and grass beneath your bare feet.
- I am Loki Odinson of Asgard. Who are you? he asked with a soft tone.
- God of mischief, I have heard about you.
- Oh yes. he said and walked closer. He stared at you like you had been a pray and he had been the predator. That excited and annoyed you at the same time.
- Now answer my question. Who are you? he asked again and this time his voice was assertive. You chuckled because it had been ages since someone had commanded you. The only one who had had that power over you had been Zeus and he had been gone for many thousands of years now.
- You are trespassing my realm, Loki Odinson.
- Your… realm? he asked and laughed.
- There is no throne to be ruled here in Midgard, believe me, I tried. he continued.
- Now… he said and pointed you with his staff. You found his threatening rather amusing and laughed.
- I am Eris, the Goddess of chaos. I am in the mind of every person. You stepped into my realm, fool, therefore I am also in your mind.
Loki closed his eyes for a moment and felt you weaving your web of chaos in his mind. He laughed and walked to you, he smirked although you could not see it because he was facing away from the moonlight. He put his arm around your waist and pulled you close to him. In a flash you were somewhere else entirely. Then he stepped back and let you go.
You looked around. You were in a bedroom, the sun was setting and coloring everything in warm gold. The light hurt your eyes for a moment because you had gotten used to the pale moonlight and darkness of night. Now you had been brought into the warm sunlight from your cold prison.
You were on your guard and shifted your gaze into the tall stranger who was standing just a few steps away from you.
- Where did you take me? you asked. You tried your best to cover your confusion as well as the feeling of vulnerability that was spreading in your mind with every breath. Loki smirked and took a step closer. You backed away and hit a chair that was behind you. The chair capsized to the floor and you almost fell on it as you stumbled backwards.
- Where did you take me? you asked again, this time your voice was angry and you were clearly demanding to get answers.
- I brought you to Asgard. You are in my realm now. he chuckled.
- Why? you asked.
- For my own amusement. he answered and looked at you from your head to toes. You were very fair; your skin glowed beautifully and your body was very feminine, you had a gorgeous face and long hair. Your white gown was made of finest silk and the style of it was traditional for ancient Greece. The dress had a flattering V-shaped neckline and it was sleeveless. The dress was flowing and loose but there was a golden colored robe crisscrossing under your breasts and on your waist and gave you that classic hourglass figure. On your shoulders there were golden brooches that were shaped in the form of a branch of an olive tree and on your right wrist there was a matching bracelet. Although olive tree was a symbol of peace and prosperity but it was also a sacred tree that had been used as an offering to the Gods from the mortals.
Loki could see that you were scared. It was obvious even though you tried to mask it. He enjoyed the situation. He knew that you were powerful but in his realm you were not powerful enough to resist him. He stepped one step closer. You heard his voice in your head as he stared into your frightened eyes with his mesmerizing ones. They were mixture of green and blue and it was impossible to tell which color they were.
His soft words calmed you down although you fought with all your willpower. You did not want to surrender to this handsome stranger, the Norse God of mischief and lies.
- Stay away from me. you said with a shaky voice. Loki smiled and took one step closer. His face was framed with hair that was back as the darkest night but it made him look very mysterious and regal. His clothes which were made of leather and had metal details made him look strong and powerful. Black, green and gold; those were his colors. He spoke to you inside your mind again with his soft voice that was seducing you to lower your guards and let him take control. You knew these mind games, you had played them countless of times. However no one had been inside your head before. You stepped back and suddenly there was a wall behind you.
Your only defense now was to attack.
- I am the Goddess of chaos, fool! You cannot keep me here! you screamed.
- You are mine. Loki answered with a calm tone. He knew that there was nothing you could do. You felt your blood boil and attacked him with everything you had but he grabbed your arms effortlessly and pinned you against the wall. He freed his other hand and held your both hands over your head against the wall with just one hand. You tried to break free but he was just too strong. He was in his realm now, on earth you might had a chance to fight him off.
- Now… he said and traced your face with his fingers. His touch was gentle and you were shocked to realize how good it felt.
- Please, let me go… you whimpered.
- Oh-no… Such a fair creature… so helpless… so vulnerable…
- Please. you said although you could not muster any sound to back your plead.
- You don’t want that. I can hear your thoughts, I know you want to surrender. he whispered and lifted your chin by guiding it with his finger. Your eyes met his. He looked graceful now, totally in control.
- Surrender yourself to me and I shall give you what you need. he said. You gasped for air. Oh how you had missed to feel someone’s touch warming up your cold skin. He leaned closer. His gaze was so intense that you decided to escape it by closing your eyes. You heard his voice inside your mind, luring you to give in.
- I know this is what you have been yearning for all these years. I know it is me who you’ve been longing for. There is no point in running away anymore. he said and then pressed his lips against yours. You did not fight which made Loki to chuckle. His laughter made you feel weak and naked, but you were not afraid anymore.
His hand kept you in place and other moved from your chin to your neck, shoulder and from there it traced softly the neckline of your dress. His fingers traced the shape of your breast and then he slipped his hand under the fabric. He kept staring you with a smirk on his face, listening to the sound of your breathing and how it changed as he caressed you.
He kissed you again. This time you answered to his kiss with the same hunger. His lips explored yours and demanded you to join him, not surrender, but join him in his burning passion. You felt his tongue entering your mouth as his mouth devoured yours. His hand massaged, caressed, pinched and teased you under the fabric of your dress.
Then he parted his lips from yours. You opened your eyes as you panted. He smirked.
- If I’ll let go your hands now, you will not fight me, is that understood? he asked.
- Take your chances, God of mischief. you whispered and smirked. You felt powerful again. Loki was right; he was the one you had been waiting for thousands of years. You knew that he had the power to make you feel warm again as he knew that you had the power to do the same for him. You wrapped your arms around him as he lifted you his arms and carried you onto his bed. Oh you would bring so much chaos into the world together.