When we collide (Book 1)

Trust issues

"Lady Catherine! It's about time you joined me for training. Where have you been!?" Yelled the mighty God of Thunder as Loki and Cate walked in the arena of the compound, hand in hand, smiling at each other.

"Don't worry, Thor. I had a.. pre-work out exercise?" She said while giving Loki a cheeky grin.

"My apologies, brother. I was the one to have kept her busy this morning." He bent down to kiss her in the crook of her neck and she let out a small giggle as he did so. Thor simply stood there, flustered.

"I did not need to know that. You do still have some time before you start work, m'lady?" He asked as he started walking towards the wall of weapons, searching the perfect object to train her with for the morning.

"Yes of course I have time. I took my jog with Steve as well. So I'm all yours, Thunder."

"Metaphorically speaking." Loki said, glaring at his brother with a protective arm around her tiny waist.

"I wouldn't dare think it any other way. You need not worry, Loki. I'll train her well." Thor looked on the wall and grabbed a long steel sword and turned around to face Cate with a giant grin upon his face. His blue eyes lit up with joy when he saw how hesitant she looked. "Let's teach you how to sword fight today, warrior princess! It will be much fun." Loki laughed as Cate's grip tightened around him and she took a step back shaking her head.

"You want to give a big sword to a clumsy girl? Really, Thor?!" She spat out and the two Gods burst into laughter. "Bad idea, I'm telling you now." Cate looked to him with discouragement and fear in her eyes as they slowly turned violet. Loki turned her around to face him and he bent down to give her a tender kiss before telling her she will do just fine. He gave her an encouraging smile before he left the arena to let the two of them train for the rest of the afternoon.

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Once training was over, Thor and Cate were clearing up the gym before they headed their separate ways to go have a hot shower. Cate was actually proud of herself for actually learning the basics of sword fighting with alot more ease then she had anticipated. She rather enjoyed it and Thor had fun training her. He promised her more lessons in the near future. As Cate entered her room, she found Loki had falling asleep, novel in hand, on her bed. She silently chuckled as she made her way stealthily towards the God of Mischief. She quietly planted a soft, tender kiss on his head before grabbing the clothes she had laid out on her chair to go have a shower. Cate went into her washroom but didn't fully close the door as she was afraid to wake Loki up with the noise of the noisy door knob. She stripped of her sweaty tshirt and light coloured shorts and started running the water as she brushed out her hair. She got in the shower and started singing softly. Loki, who'd woken up from hearing her melodious voice, followed the steam into the washroom where Cate was showering. Without a sound, grin on his lips, Loki stripped of his attire magically and opened the shower curtain, startling Cate simultaneously. As she gasped for air, Loki laughed and apologized for scaring her.

"A warning would be greatly appreciated next time, mischief." She stuttered as Loki, standing behind her, wrapped his strong lean arms around her wet waist. "I actually really enjoyed my training session with Thor." He was kissing her neck, barely even listening to her. She tilted her head to the side, benefiting from the pleasure of his sensual lips on her skin. He knew exactly where to kiss to make her ache of desire for him. Cate tried her best not to let him know just how turned on she was getting, so she kept talking instead. "I learned all the basics, and the stance..." She lost her train of thought momentarily when Loki's hands gently grazed the hard peaks of her breasts. "...and I learned a few techniques too. I think I'll be rather good with a sword.. mmm..what do you think?" At this point, Loki's hands started running around the curves of her body along with the hot water streaming down. His lips left a hickey on her neck when they approached her ear.