Chapter 4
In the mirror I saw a beautiful, sensual woman. Perfect features, pale skin with no imperfections. The only thing I had in common with her were blue eyes. I had it in my previous body and here too. I was wearing only a short nightgown. It was black with dark pink lace at the neckline. I stared at my reflection. I didn't say anything. I almost forgot Loki was next to me.
I've always dreamed of being beautiful.
I tried not to look in the mirror. Avoid mirrors... and now....
From the corner of my eye, I saw that Loki was slightly surprised by my long stare in the mirror.
"Don't you think you are quite the beautiful creature?"Loki said in a quiet yet teasing whisper, he was close enough now that he could lean next to me and whisper into my ear. I moved away from him in surprise....I've never been so close to a man... And he... he was perfect...masculine, powerful, handsome...
Loki looked amused by my surprise as he leaned forward again, his famous smile appeared on his face. He chuckled softly.... I loved his laughing....always...Often I was watched clips with that...When he was laughing at Mobius in episode 1...or when he was talking to Thor in ''Avengers''. His laughing is so sharp, so full of mischief...
"Why did you move? I only said that you are beautiful. Do you not like that?" he asked. I sighed...I needed to know what was going on here...I gently grabbed his forearm and looked him in the eyes.
"Loki, tell me where I am and what's going on here?" I ask him...I have to know.
A look of slight surprise appeared on Loki’s face as I touched him but he didn’t pull away. He looked at me...like he wasn't understand me. He seemed to be at a loss of words for a moment before shaking his head a bit and speaking.
“I told you already. I kidnapped you because I wanted to. Do you need more information than that?”
''Yes... tell me... where are we? What happened?" I ask him. I gently stroke his golden bracer. No one in the movies ever touched him tenderly...I think the only one was a hug with Frigga...I don't count Mobius because he was a disgusting liar who blamed Loki for his mother's death. I remember the furious discussions on Tumblr that Kurse was headed for the shields and not the queen's rooms... and the kiss with Sylvie was hideous and painful...when she pushed him to TVA...my poor Loki...and the fans wanted for him to look for her in season 2! What for? To be even more heartbroken?
Loki watched me when I stroked his bracer. A soft smile came over his face as he looked at my hands touching him.
''We are in my home. I kidnapped you. What more is there to explain?'' he asked me. He seemed really confused by my approach.
I sighed... I should have used more specific questions.
"Where is your house?" I asked. Where are we? Where are we in the movie? Are we before chaos in Stuttgart? Or are we just before the Battle of New York? How much time do we have?
"Why should I tell you?" Loki said as he still watched me stroke his bracer.His expression indicated that he was teasing me. God of Mischief, right? I gently touched his face with my fingers (I was trying to imitate Christine a bit from Phantom of the Opera, of course it's terrible that she took off that mask...but at first Erik seemed to like her touch).
''Please tell me'' I ask. Loki stayed still as I touched his face and he let out a soft sigh. The smile on his face grew a little, he seemed to like the touch of my hand( thank you Universe that I watched that movie!).
“Well I guess I am obligated to share that information with you if you ask so kindly.” Loki responded slowly, he smiled warmly as he spoke. His voice and overall mannerism changed, he is being softer and more gentle than before (it's so strange... he almost reminded me Tom Hiddleston). I'm waiting for his words, still stroking his cheek...it's wonderful...I'm really here with him doing this....it's a dream come true.