incomplete: Goddess of Empyrean『fem!OCxLoki』

Secretive Shadows

Dark brown hair bound in a high bun Haizea makes her way through the city, returning from the Bifröst. As every day at this time the Asgardian sun shines down on the golden buildings from an angle that refines the beauty of her hometown. With the empty basket and some money in hand Haizea decides to fill up her and Heimdall's supplies before she heads home. Taking the same detour as usual she's getting another wonderful view of the city.

It doesn't take long until someone joins her and although the voice sounds unfamiliar, Haizea knows exactly who decided to accompany her. "I think I have never seen you with your hair down. Rarely with a ponytail but mostly you put it up in a bun, like today," the man speaks up.

Trying hard to keep the grin from spreading over her face Haizea keeps her gaze focused on the golden shine of Asgard, "Shouldn't you be in the palace, Prince Loki?"

A silent growl escapes his throat, "How do you see through the illusion, darling?" Yet he doesn't change his appearence most likely for safety reasons. He shouldn't be seen out of the palace when he didn't tell anyone that he's leaving.

"My father sees everything, your Highness," she chuckles lightly. "Why should I be unable to see through them?"

Without hesitation Loki wraps his hand around her wrist and pulls her into a dark alley. Pressing his lips firmly on hers the prince gets exactly the reaction he wants. The basket falls to the ground and Haizea's hand, the one he's not holding down, finds its place on the back of his neck only to push him closer to her. Letting go off her wrist to place his hands on her waist to shove her lower body closer to his and already practically grinding against her.

"Loki," she moans quietly against his lips.

"You know better, pet," he returns ere he recaptures her lips with his own.

As much as Haizea would love to give in to the devilish temptation the woman drags herself away from him and swallows heavily. Drawing in deep breaths to calm her body and her mind whilst a soft expression plays in her eyes.

"Will you tell me or do you feel the need for a deflection, your highness?"

The God of Mischief watches her tugging on her clothes in order to fix her looks getting reminded why he loves messing with her. "I do not wish to repeat myself, pet," is the only answer she gets from him.

"Fine," a sigh comes over her lips. "But one day you will have to let me in, Loki. I told you before, I can not be a simple plaything forever."

In the shadow of the small alley the prince is gritting his teeth. They talked about it again and again and albeit Loki feels safe around her he would never tell her that he, in fact, can't stand the thought of Haizea with another person and another person only. If he would allow himself to think of it he might even would tell Frigga that there's this beautiful girl that makes him nervous whenever she's around. However at the moment the prince wouldn't dare to think about the possibility of said woman liking him back. For all that he knows she's messing around with him, being a bad girl at night presumably because she doesn't want her father to think of her as a rebel. No, during the day she'll stay the well-behaved daughter of Heimdall and at night she'll be the one nobody would expect her to be.

With a last devitalized sigh Loki turns away and looks up into the sky. Maybe, just maybe he should ask her out to the ball they're holding tonight? Though it'll look like somebody canceled and as if she'd just be the second option.

Hand brushing against his Haizea heads out of the alley but faces him one last time before she completely leaves the secretive shadows. "I'll wear green tonight. It's a dark green but I thought it fits, you know? Not because we're like a thing or something though I wouldn't mind if people knew, just," bringing herself to a stop she takes a deep breath. "I'm invited tonight, a form of acknowledgement from the Allfather, and I decided to wear green." Knowing she won't get any response from the God Haizea leaves to bring everything home and get ready for tonight.

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