Chapter 7
"capta-Oh holy fuck-" Natasha exclaimed as soon as she came in to ask the captain something. She imediatly turned and went out again.
The two men were stuck in a passionate kiss and the captain didnt seem to care about natasha coming in on them. Loki opened his eyes and widened them as he saw the woman. He tried to pull back but Anthony grabed the back of his head, pulling him back into the kiss to deepen it even more. After some more long seconds they parted. Loki leaned against the kitchen counter with heavy breath. The captain laughed a little. "You liked it, didnt you?" Prince flushed red and looked away. "Oh no, you dont be like that again. Look me in the eyes and tell me how you liked it." He looked him in the eyes. "I..I liked it.. very much.." he stuttered embarassed. "What was that?" the one in charge smirked. "Dont make me repeat it." he whined in a mix of annoyance, desperation and embarassment. the other man laughed and smirked at him. His one hand finding its way into lokis hair to stroke it gently. "I would like to have you in my cabin tonight. Wouldnt you like that?" Lokis eyes had gone wide and he wasnt able to answer directly. "Do- Do we have.. to.. you know..?" he asked a little afraid. "Why? Are you a virgin?" "I-.. not exactly..but-" "Oh boy. Dont be afraid. If you dont want to, we wont. Gods. I am not a rapist." "I- sorry.." he muttered, playing with his hands because of his building up nervousnes and lowering his gaze. "Well, however. I wont interupt your work any longer, if you change your mind just come. " he went to the door "besides, you are quite the good kisser." he smirked before leaving.
Loki continued his work flushing red. Why the hell did they kiss? Why did his touch felt so good? And why does he want more of that gentle attention? Was he sick? Maybe Stockholm syndrome? What did this creep do to him? Was it something in the food, twisting his mind? Was that the reason he got a own plate actually?
Deep down he knew, it wasnt something like that. It was quite simple but also so complicated. At least to him. He didnt wanted this to happen, but it was to late. Obviously.
"You two.. made out?" Natasha asked expecting reasons. "Yeah, why?" "Because, let me remind you, he is a god damned bastard prince! Dont tell me you brought him here just because you couldnt keep your hands of him." "I did not bring him just because of that. Okay? He wasnt been treated well there." "Oh really? A prince not being treated right? Why? Because he didnt get everything he wanted?" "They starved him. Also I saw Scars on his back, as if he got whipped. Believe me, it looks like it had been an painful encounter, even if it already healed." "I hope you dont just make this up." she frowned. "Why? I am after all the captain. I can do what I want." "Not without talking with us! Did you forget what you told us all when you took us in? We are a team!" she went off.
Tony sighed.