Control | Loki

Can't Take It.

Chapter Thirty-Two

I sighed, the date that didn't end well? well, I had another tonight, I guess one could say I was trying to utterly and completely distract my mind, I hated how when I was sitting across from these dates I was thinking about going home and spending time with Loki. I was laying on the couch texting the guy, who seemed very sweet, it was thundering all day and already I was kind of distant Loki sat at the other end, my feet just stopping next to his hip his arm was sitting on top of my ankles, I was 'reading' while texting when actually I was zoned out listening to the rain, and here and there looking at Loki. "I have a date in a few hours," I said, I saw Loki's head turn to me.

"A date? with who?" He asked.

"A guy names... Jesse? Jason? Jackson...?" I grabbed my chin. "The last guy was Jason," I said and he raised both his eyebrows now. "He was kinda touchy, I ended up clocking him between the legs," I said smiling.

"Speed dating?" He asked.

"You could call it that," I said shrugging. "I don't know, so far every eligible bachelor has been... Gross." I smiled and he hummed. "I need your help though." I moved over to him and he looked at me confused.

"How am I supposed to help you with the task of fooling around with men?" He asked and I looked at him and frowned, he sighed and stood up and I took his hand skipping to the elevator holding his hand, when we got inside, neither of us pulled our hands away, as we stood there holding hands in silence, once the door opened, and I pulled him to my room and closed the door.

"hey so, I need that." I pointed down at his hands that were in his pockets, he looked down and then back at me thinking I was pointing at something else because his eyebrows raised suggestively and his eyes were innocent yet mischievous looking, his whole expression screaming amusement and something else. "Not that, Glupyy." I rolled my eyes smiling, feeling my face redden in heat and he hummed, I grabbed his hand, pulling it out of his pocket. "These." I rolled his sleeves up revealing his Limiters.

"You want my limiters?" He asked and I nodded.

"The last date I went on, the guy was creeping me out and I accidentally lit his pants on fire," I said and he nodded. "Don't think that is a great first impression, he didn't know it was me though." I sighed and he looked at his wrists. "So I need them," I said and looked down thinking for a moment. "No limiters for the day?" I asked and he looked at me shocked. "What?"

"Isn't that not, permitted?"

"Only if you leave, how would the others know?" I said and he hummed. "I trust you."

"You do?"

"Yeah, plus it's my choice," I said and he nodded, I held up the key and he looked at them, I took his hands and unlocked them, placing them on my bed, and he rubbed his wrists.

"I haven't felt that in a while." He said and smiled, I tilted my head. "My power moving again." He said and I smiled.

"I know, I remember that." I giggled and suddenly he was gone, I went wide-eyed, and started feeling anxiety rise, oh lord, what did I do? but before I could panic too much he was picking me up from behind, and I let out a startled yell, he laughed and moved me to the bed, dropping me down, he was over the top of me. "Don't do that." I giggled and he smiled.

"Scared you?" He asked and I nodded, he leaned down kissing my head. "My apologies, Princess." He said and I smiled more, hearing him call me Princess made me feel all funny, I tried to push it away before I got too flustered.

"You better apologize, it's my ass on the line, Prince," I said and he hummed running his hand through my hair. I smiled, loving the pressure of his body on mine, I started to feel like I shouldn't go on this date, but I needed to separate what was real and what was my imagination, the date was real, this, wasn't, this was just me and Loki, and not a relationship, even if he was so close, close enough to kiss and grin- yeah don't go there, you're gonna get all hot. "I do understand having to stretch your legs of course," I said and he nodded as he played with my hair.