Loki Laufeyson Imagines

You're Mine

Pairing - Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Warnings - snogging. And lots of it... Loki being very... hmm... possessive over you, and him being freakin h o t

Summary - you try to go out for the night but Loki doesn't let you
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You grab your car keys, and head or the elevator.

    "What are you doing?" Loki muses from the couch.  You curse under your breath, and turn on your heel.

    "Um... going out?" you try.  Loki's eyes flick up to you.  Gosh, you could so easily get lost in his gorgeous green eyes.

    "Where?" he asks.  You gulp.

    "With the boys..." you mumble.  Loki licks his bottom lip, and you try to keep it locked with his eyes, even though that wouldn't help.  He stands up.

    "No," he says.  You quirk a brow. 

    "Excuse me?" you snap, trying to not smirk.  It was a plan.  A prank you could call it.  Set up to see how Loki would react to you "going out" with the boys.  You already knew Loki was very possessive of you, but you wanted to see how far he would go to keep you here.

    "You are not going out with other men," Loki snaps, folding his hands behind his back.  You roll your eyes and lean against the wall.

    "You don't own me!" you cry.  Loki chuckles, examining his feet, before his eyes flick back up to yours.

    "Now, pet, that's where you're wrong," he murmurs.  You raise a brow.  Pet was a new nickname.

    "Don't call me that.  I'm not a dog," you snarl.  Loki gives you an evil smirk, that makes you melt like butter and your knees turn to jelly.

    "I shall call you whatever I want pet.  And you're not leaving," he orders.  You roll your eyes once again.

    "Fine, Horns.  But I'm leaving.  You don't own me, I'm not some object!" you cry, turning to go to the elevator.

    You feel a cold hand grip your wrist, roughly spinning you around and pinning you to the wall.  Loki's nose is just brushing yours, forcing you to look into his emerald green eyes.

    "No.  You are not an object.  But you are mine.  You are mine, Y/N, and no one else's.  You don't go out by yourself, without me by your side," he growls.  Stay strong Y/N, stay strong.  Don't let his hot voice, and gorgeous eyes get to you, you tell yourself.  You glare at him.

    "Loki.  Let me go.  You don't own me!" you seethe, squirming in his grip.  His hands tighten around your wrist.  Loki smirks, releasing a happy sigh.

    "Darling, oh darling.  How wrong you are.  Did you not know that when you agreed to be my girlfriend as you mortals call it, that you were agreeing to be mine and only mine?  Did you not know that I would do anything-anything- to keep you?" he growls in your ear, sending shivers over your body.  Goosebumps prick your arms, as you suck in a breath.  He was so close to you, you could kiss him right then and there.  You begged for him to shove you up against the wall, to pin your arms at your sides, to lock his lips on yours and not let you go.  To feel his cold hands clasped around your throat, holding you in place.

    "No," you breathe.  He pulls from your ear, his lips just brushing against them, making your breath catch.  Loki looks right into your eyes, letting out a breath.  His minty breath washes across your face, making your heart pound.