Away From The Current
Chapter 21: Away From The Current
“I told you. I am not who you think I am.”
Stella held her breath. His skin turned blue and his eyes red. The hues were the kind of blue and red that she has never seen before. Literally out of this world. Intricate notches were lining his cheeks and were also seen on the exposed part of his hands and arms. Much to Loki’s dismay, she was awestruck. He kept his distance from her but she slowly walked closer. “Don’t make a fool out of yourself, Lords.”
“I am not,” she whispered and placed a hand on the exposed part of his arm.
He jerked back, away from her. “Don’t touch me! I can hurt you.” But she moved closer and her hand returned to his. He grabbed her hand, expecting it would turn blue. But she wasn’t screaming in pain. It was still the same. He let go of her, thinking the protection charm on her necklace was working or it’s because she’s half-god.
“You’re not æsir, then?” She asked.
“I am a Jotun. The enemies of the gods. The son of Laufey.”
“Laufeyson,” she gasped.
He nodded. “The rightful king of Jotunheim, if Odin did not kidnap me after he waged war against Jotunheim. I was kept as a relic for him to keep, just like how he kept the Casket of Ancient Winters in the deep recesses of Asgard. I was made of the monsters from their stories, Lords.” Stella’s brows furrowed in deep concern and a bit of confusion. “Maybe you have not heard the stories of Jotuns, unleashing the cold and freezing the realms, including Midgard. It had happened centuries ago. Odin didn’t want it to happen again thus keeping the casket locked. But -” Loki grinned menacingly - “it was a mistake keeping me. I was born to die. Now I live to destroy.”
Stella noticed that this was not the same Loki she was with for the past days. Not even the same Loki who was holding her when she woke up this morning. His demeanor changed with his whole body. This is the Loki who is in for the kill. The Loki who wants revenge. But for your whole life, you’ve been brought up to believe that there’s a whole race of bad guys and you grow up and realize you were from them - who wouldn’t be enraged over that?
“I understand what happened, but revenge is not the only thing -”
“Stop saying you understand!” Loki roared, but it didn’t make Stella flinch. “You don’t. You were not brought up with lies like me.”
“Listen, I understand why you feel like you need to seek revenge on your father. For your whole life, you were told of the monsters that could get you and then you grow up finding out that you’re one of them.” Loki’s eyes flicked to her when she said her last sentence as if saying ‘how did you know that?’ Stella swallowed. It was a slip of her tongue. She knew Odin resented Loki and she knew Loki would go after Odin in one way or another. She took a step forward since there’s no taking back of words this time. She reached out her hand to his. “Loki, revenge isn’t the only way to go.”
Loki removed his hand from her reach. “How could you say that?” He hissed. “You’ve never been lied to, Lords. Finding out your life is a lie - isn’t that something that can drive you to kill everyone who placed you in this illusion you call your life?!” He was already leaning forward but Stella stood her ground. Angry Loki was scary, especially in his Jotun form, but she was determined to bring him back. “Now tell me why they lied to me all my life since you seem to be clever enough for a mortal.”
Stella looked away, feeling the sting that went through her chest. She looked down and fidgeted on her left bracer. “They don’t lie to you because the truth will hurt your feelings. They lied to you because the truth might provoke you to make choices that won’t serve their interests.”
Loki’s laugh was spiteful. “Good girl,” he sneered.
“Are you sure about this? Are you sure going back and finishing them would make things okay?”
“Aw, any suggestions, little miss Athena?” Loki said mockingly. “You should listen to your best friend, Lords. You’re getting nowhere when you’re with me.”
That was it. Tears started to fall on Stella’s cheek. She didn’t want to break but Loki’s last words were enough to break the barrier of tears. She shifted her face so Loki won’t see her. “So you were just playing?” She said through gritted teeth. “Leading me on...what’s next?” Loki looked at her. “Using me for your wicked games?” Stella turned to face him. “And is this all that is for you?” She doesn’t want Jericho to be right but with the way things are happening right now, it looks like Jericho is winning this bet. “Fuck you, Jericho,” she hissed under her breath.
The bracers disappeared with a blue shimmer and Stella wiped her cheeks with the sleeve of her white suit. She held back her sob and took a few steps away from Loki and now closer to the door that was left open. “Athena has faith in you. I trusted you. Frigga had hope in you.” She looked at him. Loki clenched his jaw and looked away when she said his mother’s name. “I think I never knew you before but I don’t know why I told Odin to spare you from death. It was more of an order than a plea. I know you know that you were bound to be executed after the battle of New York.”
Loki closed his eyes, trying not to remember those agonizing years. But flashes of the torture and Odin’s wrathful gaze appeared in his mind. He suddenly felt a sensation in his chest, that feeling like his chest was being pulled apart to the point of tearing. The blue hue on his skin disappeared inch by inch as he transformed back to his æsir form.
“So we were never really in this together.” She glanced at him. Loki started to regret unleashing his anger on her but Stella couldn’t see this through the tears. He was meant to restart his life but hearing Jericho made him forget his plans. “I thought agreeing to this you’ve chosen to become better, to become who you really are. But it looks like this is who you are.” Stella sniffed harshly. “God of lies, Silvertongue, indeed,” she said through gritted teeth.
Loki started to move closer to her. “Stella…”
She raised her hand, stopping him. “No, Loki. You don’t owe me anything, my Prince.” She slowly bowed her head. “I’m just a mortal. You were right, I shouldn’t have trusted you.”
He ran his hand through his hair, his frustration was slowly rising within him. His Silvertongue and anger got the best of him. His whole emotions were uncontrolled. This is why he didn’t want to be attached to anyone: it makes him act irrationally. “Stella,” he said for the second time and he had succeeded in catching her full attention. Seeing her red, puffy eyes made him hate himself. “I was not meant to be king of Asgard.” He started, pacing to her as he explained. “It was always Thor because he was the firstborn, a warrior, and, most importantly, a full-blooded Odinson. I destroyed Jotun for my father, but I ended up disappointing him and my brother. I thought it would make me equal among them. All I wanted was to be their equal, Lords.”
“And revenge is your way to go?” Loki’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “I trusted you because I thought I could see the goodness in you. Turns out it was just an illusion. It was, right?” He just gazed at her. “Tell me it was!”
It wasn’t.
But he didn’t reply.
Stella came to conclude that he was indeed leading her on. She shook her head as she chuckled sadly, disappointedly, at herself. “It’s a shame I fell for you. I bet you saw everything I wished for when you were dead.”
Loki looked up to her, seeing her cheeks turned into crimson on her admission.
“Just...I’m in the other room if you need me. If ever you need me.” She turned her back on him and walked to the door, her head down.
Loki flicked his hand and closed the door with his magic. Stella jerked and turned the knob, finding it locked with magic. She used her magic to counter his but it was unsuccessful. “Loki, let me out,” she said as she whipped on her heels but she fell back on the door when she found Loki already standing behind her.
“Stella, it was not my intention to do such a thing.” He held her arms but she pushed him away, her back was already flat on the door.
“Loki, just, stop. Enough. You just intentionally or unintentionally proved to me that you’re nothing but a trickster.”
“I told you it was not my intention!” He hissed, making Stella cower. He moved back, giving her space. He raised his hand in defeat. “Stella, I’m sorry,” he calmly said, trying to say it as sincerely as possible.
Stella’s fist was still up, covering her mouth, while her other hand was on the knob. Her bug eyes were locked on him, anticipating his next moves.
“Stella, listen. This time, I am telling the truth. I made a choice long before you saved me from Ares. Yes, I did decide to be the master of my fate. Yes, revenge was on my mind the whole time. But when Athena asked Odin to work with Olympus and specifically asked me to help, I used that opportunity to seize my destiny. This was a possibility that I would be far enough from Odin’s reach. I believe you know the deal.”
“You would be spared from your lifetime imprisonment or execution as long as you help bring Ares back to Olympus’ court,” Stella muttered under her breath.
Loki nodded. “I didn’t know that it was a choice of good and evil. I didn’t know taking that path Athena gave was a good choice. All I was thinking was getting away from the punishment. And then I met you.”
She brought her gaze up and their eyes locked. Her hands went behind her and she placed her palms flat on the door.
Loki took a step closer. “It wasn’t my intention to be attached in any form but here you are.” He tenderly caressed her cheek with a curled finger, drying the remaining tears on her face. She shrunk upon his touch but there was no more space to move away from.
“How in the world will I know you’re not lying to me?”
Loki reached out for her hands and held them together in his. He then brought them to his lips and kissed. “Listen to me. If you have not noticed, you made me be attached to you. That’s why I tried protecting you, even letting you stab me to death,” he said in a different tone now. Different from the earlier one. This sounded like the Loki Stella woke up to.
Stella’s lips parted. She was still glued to the wall, unmoving. Her hands were already sweating and shaking slightly. Her heartbeat was already shaking her trachea, she was pretty sure Loki could hear it. With the way Loki looked at her, she was sure this leads to something - except if he was leading her on.
Loki let go of her hands. His left cupped her cheek while his right slithered on her hips, pulling her closer to him. Stella let out a light gasp when he pulled her from the door. Loki gently tilted her face up to him and their lips met. Loki’s lips moved gently against hers, like asking permission to go deeper. The tip of his tongue traced her lower lip and she opened her mouth a little more. But he didn’t go in right away. He was coaxing her to do the same. Stella was still a little bit hesitant to do it and distracted by her heartbeat, but she did, the tip of her tongue meeting his halfway.
Stella pulled away when she felt her tears coming up once again. Her hands flattened against the leathered chest of his and dropped her head, biting her lower lip as she muffled her sobs.
“Stella.” Loki held her on her shoulders, face scrunched in concern. “Is there something wrong? I did something wrong, didn’t I?”
“I hate you,” she whispered. He frowned. She stood straight and leaned on the wall. “How could you do this to me? You tell me you want to protect me, do all those things, tell me that you trust me, and then suddenly you still want to seek revenge, and then abandon that and tell me you like me...is it because I told you that I like you?”
“Stella, please…”
“I’m sorry. I don’t want you to change for me. You’re a god and I’m just a heartbeat.”
Loki was taken aback. He brought his hand to his face when he felt his tears threatening to appear. He composed himself and he wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Stella, please. Believe me when I say I love you.”
Stella froze. Then she slowly looked up. He was sincere. She could feel and see it on his face.
“I wouldn’t do all those things if I didn’t love you. I could even see you in my future. That’s how I want you in my life.” He tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. “I’m sorry it had to go this way, my love.”
Fresh tears fell from her eyes when she heard him. She bit her lip. She was overjoyed. But she didn’t expect the confession to be like this. It was a mess. “Yeah.” Stella choked on her tears. She giggled as she wiped her eyes with her sleeve. “Loki, I fell in love with you too.”
The corners of his lips twitched upward. “I know.”
Stella tiptoed and her lips sought his. Loki caught her and wrapped his arms on her waist. She locked her hands behind his neck as they shared a happy, passionate kiss, them smiling and giggling against each other’s mouth.
Stella pulled back a bit. “So, what’s next?”
“Would you want to move away from the door and take this somewhere comfortable?” He winked and she laughed. Taking that as a yes, Loki bent his knees and grabbed her by the back of her thighs. Stella squealed and tightened her grip on his shoulders. He then lifted her off the floor, his hands gripping her butt. Stella wrapped her legs around his waist and started kissing his jawline and an exposed part of his neck. Loki snatched kisses from her while they sauntered to his bed. “You ready to fall?”
“I’ve already fallen for you,” she said meekly, like a highschool girl who admitted her feelings for the first time.
He giggled and placed his knee on the bed for support. Stella slid her legs off his waist slowly as he lowered her to the bed. She let go of him and she found herself lying on Loki’s black silk sheet-covered bed. She sat and raised a hand to rest on his chest. Her hand glowed blue. Loki held her hand and a mix of blue and green mist covered him, swapping his leather outfit to just black sweatpants. Stella’s breath hitched upon seeing Loki’s chiseled torso.
Loki lowered himself down on her, their lips reuniting once more. A blue hue covered Stella, changing her armor suit into a large white cotton shirt with her black underwear underneath, leaving her braided bun. They crawled to the upper half of the bed, managing not to break the kiss. Stella perched herself on her elbows for support.
Loki could hear how loud Stella’s heart was beating. He looked at her and straddled her legs. “Trust me, my love. I won’t hurt you.” His hand glided to the left side of her chest, feeling her heartbeat. Stella was looking at him bug-eyed, nervous, but at the same time excited over the whole ordeal. “Just tell me if it hurts. I promise to be gentle.” Her lips curved upward and she nodded. Loki peppered her with kisses from her forehead down to her lips. His hand went under her back and he guided her down to the bed. He then transferred to her neck, kissing and nibbling on her skin, making her moan upon the pressure.
Stella had her hands all over him, hovering on his back and front, familiarizing herself with every dip and curve of him. She arched her back to him and gasped his name when he sank his teeth into the soft skin at the base of her neck. She felt her center filling up with her warm juices, her pussy aching to be touched. She rubbed her thighs together, giving herself a temporary relief.
Loki’s hand sauntered on her thigh, then up under her shirt, his fingers finding her perked nipple. When he thumbed her breast, Stella buried her face into his hair, taking in his scent: something musky and minty, something strong but gentle, something sexy and uniquely Loki. He then pulled her shirt off her and when they removed it, he sat to admire her.
Stella peeked and she covered her scar-covered torso when she noticed Loki studying her. “I know it doesn’t look pleasant,” she said.
He gave her a reassuring smile. “You’re beautiful even with these scars.” He traced each of them, ending on the longest scar on her side - the stubborn stab wound from months ago. She slowly let go of the shame as she moved her hands to her side. He moved and when he hovered above her once again, he kissed his way to her chest until he teased her right nipple with the tip of his tongue. Stella grabbed a handful of his hair, moaning on contact. His hand was on the other breast while his mouth was on the other. After a while he swapped places, closing his eyes as he listened to Stella’s arousing moans.
Stella’s lids fluttered open when she felt Loki going lower. She perched up her elbows and saw Loki looking back at her through his lashes, kissing each of her scars, his fingers hooked at the sides of her black underwear. He placed a kiss on her lower abdomen before he pulled her underwear, discarding it to the bench at the foot of the bed. Loki trailed kisses on her thighs, slowly pushing her legs apart. Stella nervously watched him maneuver between her, his warm hand flat on her inner thigh, just a few centimeters from her gaping core, glistening for Loki to see.
“Let me show you how much I love you, darling.” He swiped his thumb on her moistened folds.
“Loki…!” It sent her falling back on the bed. Her hand sought for his that was holding on to the cheek of her ass. Loki intertwined with her hand and he teased her aroused clit with the tip of his nose before running the whole length of his tongue on it. “Fuck!” She gasped, her grip on his hand tightened.
Loki circled her clit with his tongue while his thumb caressed the entrance of her pussy. Stella’s hands traversed to his hair, her nails scratching on his scalp. He moaned against her clit in response. When he felt her relax, he pushed his thumb into her pussy.
“Fuck! Loki!” She fisted his hair and pushed him a little in between her legs.
Pleased with her response, he replaced his thumb with his index finger, curling in her. Stella bucked her hips up to him. “Loki…” She groaned. He added another finger in her as he sucked on her clit. “Ah, shit…!” He curled his fingers, massaging her walls. “Ah, Loki. That feels good,” she managed to say.
“I’m here to make you feel good, love.” He winked at her and quickened his pace. Stella chanted his name in pleasure. He abandoned her clit and nipped on the skin around her center and inner thighs, biting hard enough to leave marks on her.
“Loki...I…”
He glanced up. “Yes, Stella?”
“I can feel it…” She bit her lower lip, stopping herself from whimpering loudly.
“Are you cumming?”
“Yes…”
“Then do it, love. Cum for me.” He curled his fingers, thrusting faster than earlier, and suckled on her clit. Stella’s moans grew louder as she felt the coil of pleasure within her tighten. She grabbed her breast and fondled it.
“Ugh...Loki…Fuck!” She arched her back as she released her orgasm. Loki was still on it, sucking and taking in every drip that came from her. His fingers still pulsing in her. She quivered, her hand grabbing his hair and the other crumpling the silk sheets until her knuckles went pale. She shrieked when she came for the second time, her thighs closing on his head. “Fuck...Loki! Stop...d -”
He slowed down. “Do you want me to stop?” She shook her head and he continued pushing her through another wave of orgasm. She loosened her legs and sat, continuously rocking her hips on his hand. Loki sat on his legs too and hooked his arm on her back, supporting her. His lips crashed into hers and shared a passionate kiss as she came undone.
Stella broke from him when her orgasm subsided. She bit him on the neck when Loki teased her clit and pulled his fingers from her. “Ow,” he muttered.
“I’m sorry.” She kissed the spot where she bit him.
“It’s okay. I like it if you mark me as yours.” He brought his fingers dripping with Stella’s cum into his lips and cleaned it with his tongue. “I love how you taste. It’s like a blessing straight from the gods.” Loki kissed her and she tasted herself on his lips. It was indeed sweet. Stella felt the tremor in the walls of her pussy and she ground her hips on his thigh, giving her pussy the friction it wanted. “Aren’t you an eager little kitten?”
She trailed her fingers up and down his stomach. “I want you, love.” She was reluctant to glide her hands further down but she pushed herself to do it.
Loki closed his eyes and their foreheads met when she rubbed his bulge. He growled when she grabbed him a little. “Darling.” He moved her hand from him. “You’ll have all your life to do that if you want to.” He smirked mischievously. “I want to make love with you right now.” He waved his hand and his sweatpants disappeared, revealing him in all his naked glory.
Stella gawked at how well-endowed Loki is. His cock was already erect and swollen, pre-cum already dripping from its slit. “Oh, good lord,” she whispered.
Loki placed a curled finger under her chin and she looked up at him. “Don’t worry, love. I’ll be gentle. Just tell me if it hurts, okay?”
“Okay,” she responded and kissed him again, tugging his lower lip.
He chuckled and slowly brought them down on the bed. He settled between her legs, held his cock, and aligned himself at her entrance. Stella’s heart was beating fast once more. She looked him in the eyes, waiting. She whined when he teased her folds with the tip, even smudging her already sensitive clit with his pre-cum. Then slowly he pushed himself in her.
Stella cried, grabbing on his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. Loki perched her knees up, opening her more for him. “Loki…” Tears started to fall from her eyes.
“Does it hurt, love?”
She shook her head. Loki pushed further, her cries making him worry. But she smiled at him and told him to go on when she noticed the lines of concern on his face. When he was already hilt-deep in her, he slowly rocked his hips. Stella continued crying, but this time they were already cries of pleasure. When he found his momentum, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, giving him more access to her.
“I’m cumming…” Stella gasped a few thrusts later.
“Go on. I’m here for you.” Loki thumbed her clit, encouraging her more to release. He hastened his pace, chasing his orgasm as well.
“Motherf-!” She grunted as her orgasm took her, sending shivers all over her body. She fell back, closing her eyes as she saw bright flashes in her head. Her pussy continually squeezing his cock.
Loki hissed a curse as he released his cum in her. Stella let out a loud moan when Loki flicked her sensitive clit for the last time. When her tremors stopped, he pulled himself slowly from her and he saw their cum dripping from her. He leaned closer to her and kissed the tears from her cheeks. She opened her eyes lazily and giggled. She pulled him in for another kiss.
Loki looked at her after a while. “Hey,” he said with a soft smile.
“Hey,” she croaked back.
His hand slid down to her waist as he settled beside her. “Did I hurt you?” She croaked a no as she slowly shook her head. “But I definitely exhausted you.”
Stella smiled. “That’s one thing for sure.” She cleared her throat. “I’m sorry. I must be annoyingly loud. It’s been so long, I forgot how it feels like. Good thing the rooms are soundproof.”
“Don’t be silly. I love hearing your sweet moans and whimpers as I pleasure you.”
Stella felt her pussy moisten again. “Oh, Loki.”
“What? It’s true.” He sat and saw their fluids drying up between her thighs. He conjured a warm, damp towel and wiped Stella’s thighs. She squeaked and grabbed his wrist when he attempted to wipe her pussy.
“Please, I’m sensitive.”
Loki kissed her lower abdomen and softly wiped her center. She sighed at the comforting warmth of the towel. The towel disappeared after he cleaned her and he laid back beside her. He conjured a glass of water and gave it to her. He then slithered his arm under her and she snuggled closer to him after drinking, wrapping her arm on his torso.
“You know I also see you in my future,” she whispered after a while. “I just don’t know how long I’ll be with you.”
He played with her hair. “What do you mean?”
“I’m still a mortal, Loki. I’ll die before you,” she said sadly.
Loki gulped his anxiety down. He knew falling for a mortal was risky. He knew how fragile Midgardians are. He swore never to love another after he left Theo and after the others passed away before him. She was right, she could die sooner or later.
“But you’re the guardian. You should’ve been granted with immortality.”
“I still have to earn it, and it will take a long time for them to give it to me. Not even Athena can grant it.”
“Zeus?”
“He’s the only way.”
“Like Odin.”
Stella’s eyes started to sting. “I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to cry again.”
“Oh, dear. My love.” Loki wrapped her in his arms. Stella buried her face on his bare chest. “Let’s focus on the now, Stell.” He placed a kiss on her forehead. “The us right now. But don’t worry, I’ll make it work.”
“I just don’t want to lose you again.” He heard her sniffle.
“Oh, love.” He peeked through her hair and she was indeed crying again. “Stella, I’m right here. I went back for you, love.” He conjured a dark green handkerchief and wiped her tears with it. “I’ll never leave your side again. I promise.”
“I love you, Loki.”
“I love you too, Stella.” He kissed the top of her head.
“Can I stay here?”
“You don’t need to ask. You can stay here for as long as you want. Though will you let me in your bed, too?”
She giggled. “Of course.”
Stella woke up after how many hours. She moved her hand and found that she was hugging Loki the whole time. Her arm felt numb so she pulled it back to her chest. She looked at the man next to her. The black silk blanket was covering half of his body, a part of his torso was exposed. His left arm was under her while his other hand was resting on his stomach.
She pulled the blanket to her chest and perched her elbow to have a proper view of him. The curtains were drawn but there was a sizeable gap enough to let the moonlight illuminate the bed. She admired how vulnerable he looks next to her. She could live with this forever, then she started to imagine the two of them living in the middle of an orchard in the Mediterranean, having a simple, peaceful life. But then again, Loki is a prince, born a royal, would he be okay with simplicity? She tried imagining herself living as royalty next to the prince. She could already feel the back pain from standing straight and stiff. She couldn’t live with that.
Her fingers absent-mindedly glided on his pale, bare skin. If she would want to be in a relationship with Loki, which looks like she is in it already, then she had to be prepared for anything. Will Odin be okay with it? She’s pretty sure Frigga would be. She’ll be over the moon if she found out Loki cares for someone. Athena would be totally fine with this; she trusts him. Though she wonders how Alexis would react to the news. That if ever she tells anyone about it.
Oh, she has to tell Natasha about it. Or the Black Widow will figure it out.
“Stella?” Loki stirred next to her. She came back from her rumination and realized her perched arm was growing tired. She snuggled back on the crook of his neck. “You seem to be deep in thought.”
“I was just admiring you,” she whispered and kissed his neck. “And I’m hungry.”
He rubbed his eyes. “What time is it?”
Stella turned to the other side of the bed and pressed a button on the digital clock sitting on Loki’s bedside table. “It’s 9:53.”
Loki’s hand trailed her back, coaxing her back beside him. “What do you want for dinner?”
You. “I’m not sure. Pizza? You okay with that?”
“Sure. I can call from that one at the end of this block.”
Stella pushed herself from the bed and pulled the blanket to cover herself. “Okay. Can I go back to my room? I kinda want to have a warm bath.”
Loki’s hand idled on her side. “It’s okay, darling. I’ll call the pizza place while you’re in there.”
She smiled a toothless smile and crawled forward to kiss him on the lips. He brought his hands to her sides and then slid down to grab the cheeks of her butt. She sighed against his lips. “Why are you turning me on again?” She teased.
“You kissed me first.”
She sat up straight, the blanket sliding off her, exposing her. Loki’s eyes went down to her bare chest, feeling the veins in his cock bubble in arousal again. She raised a finger. “Behave, Silvertongue.”
He raised his hands in surrender. “I will.” He watched Stella got off the bed, pick up her oversized shirt and underwear, and translocated back to her room. He then dropped his hands as he let out a blissful sigh.
Back in her room, Stella entered the bathroom, pulled the shirt off her, dropped it on the laundry basket, and looked at herself in the floor-length mirror. Strands of hair sticking out of her bun, and a part of her braid came loose. With a swish of her hand, she changed it to a casual bun.
Then her eyes went down to her neck, chest, and inner thighs. Red marks began to show on her. And even when she was just looking at them, she could feel herself getting aroused just remembering how Loki did each mark. She smirked and entered the shower.
After half an hour, the pizza arrived and so did Stella. She knocked on his door after he picked up the pizza from the floor below them. “You could’ve translocated yourself back here,” he told her as he closed the door behind him.
Stella was wearing a pair of black silk pajamas: a short-sleeved buttoned blouse, and shorts. Loki, on the other hand, was still wearing the black sweatpants and nothing else.
“I don’t feel like using much of my magical energy after that.” She jerked her head in the direction of the bed when she said the last word.
He chuckled as he wrapped his arm on her waist and pulled her in again for a quick kiss. Stella wanted to have it longer but he pulled away. “You wouldn’t want to eat the pizza cold.” She rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry, you can have as many of that in our lifetime.”
They settled on the couch and started eating; Stella leaning against him, and him placing his hand over her shoulder. They started talking about random things, still trying to remember if they ever met each other before the Ares incident, until Stella asked the question.
“So, what are we now?”
Loki raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
“I mean...we have admitted that we love each other. That should be something, right?”
Loki’s lips made an O shape when he remembered. He hadn’t been around Midgardians for so long that he forgot how their courtship goes.
She kneeled to face him. “Are you my boyfriend? But it doesn’t sound appropriate. I mean, you’re not a boy.”
He lightly laughed as his hand went up and down her back. “I’d very much want to be called your lover.”
A smile bloomed on her lips. “Lover...that sounds intimate.”
“Would you be my lover, Stella Lords?”
She giggled and placed a hand on his sternum. “I do, Loki Laufeyson.”