Helpless: Avengers X Supernatural Crossover

7. Mission Failed Successfully

"Idiot."

"Moron."

"Oaf."

"Toad."

"Dipshit."

"If it weren't for you, neither of us would be in this situation." Loki seethed, glaring at you with pure hate in his eyes.

"Me? You're the one that had the grand idea of using illusions to help get in." you shot back.

"Its not my fault you're only skilled enough to put an illusion over yourself."

Your eyes darkened, and you unwillingly turned back into your normal self, rage interfering with your magic. You shoved Loki into the wall, a blade to his throat.

"I swear I'll carve that tounge straight out of your head if you say that again." anger had given your voice a dangerous edge, making the god of mischief's eyes dilate ever so slightly.

Hands went around your waist and your body was slammed on the wall. Much to your dismay, the two of you had switched places. Loki swatted your dagger away and had the audacity to laugh.

"You really are useless in tense situations." he smiled at your growing rage.

"Oh, that's rich, calling me useless." you scoff, hands gripping the blue dress fabric like it was the edge of a cliff. "I'm not the one who couldn't keep track of one guy."

Loki sputtered. "I- yo-" he growled in frustration at his lack of words. "You quim!"

"Back to name calling are we? What are you, 200?" you snarl, damn this man was annoying. "We lost our target, and now you're sitting here, calling me a quim, as if that would h-" lips crashed onto yours, heated and aggressive. You returned the kiss just as roughly.

Wait a minute.

NO! YOU'RE KISSING HIM!

You shoved Loki back, fuming. A breathless gasp escaped your lips as you stood there, utterly shocked by what happened. You pressed your lips together, enjoying the taste more than you wanted to.

The first word you said to him was spat out. "Asshole." You couldn't ignore the heat on your face, the butterflies in your stomach, or your desire for more and you hated it. You looked up slowly, met with the same confused expression. "Wh- you- what the for hell was that?" you were stumbling over your words, why were you stumbling over your words?

The look in his eyes was dangerous, and salacious. He wasn't paying attention to what you were saying, his pupils were dilated, locked straight onto yours. You couldn't control your own actions anymore. You stalked to him, shoving him against the opposite wall and smashing your lips onto his. Damn, even better the second time

WHAT!?!?

No, you hate this man, he is the reason you're failing the mission, he insults you with every sentence, and pulls nasty pranks on you each chance he gets! Why in the world would kissing him feel so good?

Your lips separated, albeit hesitantly, leaving both of you panting slightly.

"I fucking hated that." you breathed.

"Yeah, so did I." Loki agreed, brows furrowed. His eyes flicked to meet yours. "Let's do it again."

This time, it was his turn to initiate, and damn, was it intoxicating. Out of all the people in your life, Loki was the last person you'd think of being attracted to.

No.

Stop.

You hate him, remember?

He's a self-centered ass who thinks he's better than everyone else, and not to mention a total jerk! He's always tricking you and insulting you, and never has anything to say other than how horrible you are at magic. He lies like second nature, manipulates people to get what he wants, and uses others for his own personal gain. There is no good side to him.