Just a Midgardian

Breathing was becoming harder as Loki kept running and pulling your arm. You took a minute to glance at the crowd, and saw that people were all staring at you, dumbstruck by what they were seeing. The prince had fled with the Midgardian. They couldn’t believe their ears, they were gods and goddesses, and yet, the God of Mischief chose you over his peers. You. A mortal.

Loki dragged you to the balcony, his hand still in yours. When you stopped running, you first steadied your breath, and then crossed Loki’s gaze. His ocean eyes were mesmerizing. Words weren’t needed. The silence was a language the two of you mastered perfectly. At first, you stood still, observing the God of Mischief from a distance. He was leaning on the balcony, his arms on the cold marble, and his gaze lost towards the horizon. You tried your best to memorize his features in the dark, how his head was slowly bending, and how his eyes were wandering towards the royal garden. You didn’t know why but, seeing him like this made you feel at peace. Loki looked relaxed. For the first time, he wasn’t on his guard, as he usually was around everyone. Without wasting a thought, you walked towards him and leaned on the balcony. You couldn’t see Loki’s face, though, you knew he was smirking. Loki and you were staring at the trees lit by the stars. There was something unspoken between the two of you hanging on the air, waiting for the perfect time. But would it ever come?

“Loki.”

“Y/N.” Loki said with a husky voice.

Waiting for him to face you, you slowly stroked the marble of the balcony with your fingertips. Loki watched you and took your hand in his. He kept his gaze on your pale hand and then kissed your knuckles like he had done in the ballroom not long ago.
Feeling the air getting warmer, you closed your eyes, focusing on the sensation of Loki’s soft lips on your skin. He was kissing your fingers one by one, and you suddenly whimpered. Embarrassed, you looked up and saw Loki breathing hard.
It was now obvious the two of you wanted each other but was it more than lust? Was it about pleasure? Or was it something deep? Something Loki had not felt since a long time ago.

Without realizing it, you bent lower until your nose was touching Loki’s. Your eyes were still watching his every move, and you could now feel his warm breath.

“Loki! I—”Thor shouted before discovering his brother and you about to kiss each other.

Loki pulled over quickly while you took some steps back, a bit disappointed.

“I am sincerely sorry to interrupt, but I need to speak to you, Loki.” Thor said, scratching his head, and avoiding your gaze.

“You are not interrupting anything. Do tell, Thor.”

At the God of Mischief’s words, your heart shattered in pieces. Loki had asked you to stay in Asgard for him, he had defended you against his father, he had been locked up in his old cell for you… And when you would have finally kissed, Loki said that it was nothing.
Frowning, you clenched your fists.

Clear worry on his face, Thor took a glance at you, and then at Loki.

“You can speak in front of Y/N, Thor.”

“Father knows Y/N is attending the ball.” Thor muttered solemnly.

“Obviously.”

“Are you completely aware of what it means, brother? Y/N wasn’t supposed to draw everyone’s attention because of you. I thought you were clever, Loki! You have not danced with one single woman until Y/N appears, you suddenly asks her to dance. How do you think Father will take this? This ball was a way for us to find our future wives, and you didn’t even dance with one Asgardian woman! Odin will make Y/N pay, Loki, do you understand that or are you always so stubborn and selfish?”Thor declared, his eyebrows raised, and concern written all over his face.

“It won’t change anything, Thor. Father wants to get rid of me, and these women, they don’t want me! They want wealth and fame. I would not give Odin the satisfaction of marrying such women, whether they are Asgardian or not.”Loki declared with a sharp tone.

Thor shrugs and you watched the two brothers, feeling helpless.

“Loki… I understand, but you could at least pretend. You are the God of Mischief after all, why weren’t you pretending to be the perfect host and dance with the women Father have chosen for you? It involves nothing more, you could pretend to enjoy the ball, and then Father would have been pleased.”Thor revealed, still trying to reason with his brother, even though he knew it was hopeless.

“For how long Father would have been pleased? Don’t you think I have enough of pretending? I pretended to be someone I was not my whole life, so why can’t I just be myself for once, without thinking about what people will think.”

Thor sighed and pleaded you to intervene with his eyes. You didn’t dare open your mouth. It was between Thor and Loki. Not you. Not this time.

“So who are you, Loki?”Thor questioned, a small grin appearing on his lips.

“I-I don’t know… I am trying to figure it out.”Loki whispered, now gazing at the horizon.

“You need to figure it out as soon as possible... For everyone’s sake.”

Thor muttered something to Loki. You tried to listen but you didn’t hear anything.

“Now, I let the two of you be alone. You have been warned, Loki.”

Thor glanced at you with a knowingly look, and then left.

Loki leaned again on the balcony, lost in thoughts. It was when you saw his eyebrows rising several times that you realized Loki was fighting himself and his demons. He was hurting, but like always, he was pretending to look strong, to be emotionless…

You approached him, and when he didn’t react, you pressed yourself against him, feeling the side of his armor against your dress. He finally looked up.

“Loki.”

Nothing.

“Loki. Look at me.”

Still nothing.

“Please, Loki. Please.”

Avoiding your gaze, you saw him heading towards the ballroom. He was going to let you alone again. You were the closest person Loki had, and yet, sometimes, he remained distant.

“Loki! No!”

But this time, you wouldn’t let him.

You ran to him, and without thinking twice, you stroked his chin with your hand, and then pressed your lips against his. At first, you sensed him tense under your touch, and you thought he was going to pull over, though, he put his hand on your waist and gave in to the kiss. You felt his tongue on your lips and opened your mouth further to give him access. Still kissing you, Loki caressed your back slowly and brought you closer to him. Feeling your two bodies pressed against each other, you moaned. Loki watched you with wide eyes, and smirking, he kissed your neck, and then sucked on it. You whimpered again. How many times had you imagined Loki kissing you? And now the two of you were finally giving in to your deepest desires.

“Loki...I—”You murmured.

Concerned, he plunged his eyes into yours. You took his hand quickly while Loki was stroking your neck, and then he pressed his soft lips against yours again. You smiled, knowing this time he was the one who initiated the kiss.

“What do you think the two of you are doing?”

Suddenly, you pulled apart from Loki, and to your surprise, Odin, the Allfather was standing still in front of you, hands on his hips.

“Bringing a Midgardian to Asgard, dancing with her, and now you are kissing her, Loki! That is enough! How dare you! I organized this ball to find you a suitable woman and here you are, playing with that weak mortal.”

And just like that, you knew that you would have to pay the price for kissing Loki.

How something so pleasant could be forbidden?

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