The Newest Asgardian Prince [Loki Love Story]

No Feelings For You

    Loki pulled Oliver off the bed by the collar of his shirt. "All that for my name?" Oliver huffed.
    Loki's hands were still firmly on Oliver's collar. The pairs noses were practically touching and Oliver felt the gods hot breath on his neck. "Of course, Oliver," Loki chuckled, somewhat raspily.
      Oliver's heart was beating out of his chest. He could feel himself becoming strangely excited, so he pushed the god away from him. "Eat," he commanded the god as he brushed himself off.
    "Strange of you to be so commanding, Oliver," Loki teased. "Did I make you mad?"
     The god smirked at the warden, mockingly. "Or is it something else?"
     Loki's eyes drifted downwards towards the other man's growing bulge in his pants. As soon as Oliver had realized what the god was referring to he turned away, face red. "Go fuck yourself, Loki."
      "I bet you'd prefer to do it yourself," he snarled back.
     Oliver rushed out of the room. "I'm not attracted to you," he said matter of factly, sitting down.
    "Sure."
    "You're such a fucking egotistical physcopath that you believe everyone is obsessed with you," Oliver shot back.
    "It doesn't take a genius to figure out that my touch gave you a boner."
    "It wasn't your touch, you bastard. I just...Have never been that close to someone before, physically. It wasn't you. It was the closeness," Oliver admitted. "I'm not attracted to you specifically."
    The God looked astonished. "You've never kissed anyone?"
    "No, I haven't."
    "Makes sense."
    Oliver gasped. "What's that supposed to mean?"
    "You're a prat."
    "You're a dick."
     Loki laughed. "I know."
     The two were silent for a minute, and so Loki began to eat. The rest of Oliver's shift he didn't interact much with the god in the cell. Instead, he kept himself focused on other things. Loki made no attempts to convince Oliver to quit.
    That night, Oliver got an Uber home. He lay in his bed staring up at the ceiling imagining it as a sky filled with millions of stars.  It was peaceful. However, his thoughts started to trail off. He started to wonder what Asgard was like. He imagined large, glorious buildings and people like Loki, minus the frost giant part.
    Eventually he drifted to sleep thinking of Asgardians in beautiful Asgardian fabrics and beautiful architecture against a beautiful sky. He dreamt of Odin, Frigga, Thor, and Loki. Their daily lives. It was a wonderful dream.