Shadows of the Past

Part 42

(Y/N POV)
Loki follows you into your room with a few empty boxes. You look at him and smile then laugh a little and shake your head.  You walk towards your room and you can hear him close behind you. 

"What?" he asks. You don't answer, you just keep laughing to yourself and head towards your bedroom. "What could I have done already?"

He comes into the room with you and you turn to face him. "Nothing Mischief, I was just thinking," you say, putting your arms around him. He puts his hands on your waist and looks down at you.

"So... what are you thinking about?" he asks as he starts to kiss you, your lips first then slowly down your neck.

You lean into his kisses, getting lost for a moment. "Not about that," you say giggling and push back just enough so you can look at him.

"So what then?" he asks kissing your nose when you wrinkle it.

"Its stupid really but I was just thinking about how we got here, how ridiculous it all would sound," you say to him.

“I assume you don’t mean how we got to your room then?” he asks, touching your cheek softly.

You shake your head.  “No... I mean...” you start but can’t quite find the right way to phrase it.

“You mean how we got from me almost killing you to you moving in with me,” he says quietly, letting you go a little but you grab him quickly.

“Loki, stop.  You know that’s not how I meant it,” you say as you make him look at you. “Loki, we have gone through so much in such a short time but I would do it all again if it brought me to you,” you reach up and kiss him, running your fingers through his hair.  You keep your fingers in his hair and he rests his forehead against yours. “I am completely in love with you Mischief, you know that right,” you say to him.

“Y/N, I love you more than anything,” he responds with a smile. Loki leans down and kisses you, his hands slide down to your hips and he picks you up suddenly causing you to gasp. He keeps his lips pressed to yours, kissing you fiercely. You wrap your legs tightly around him, your arms still around his neck. Loki walks towards the bed and puts you down on it, you giggle as you try to move further up the bed on your back. 

“Where do you think you are going?” he asks with a smirk. He grabs you by your ankles and pulls you towards him at the foot of the bed.  Loki kneels on the bed and climbs on top of you, you try not to make a sound as you feel his body press against yours. He kisses your neck and collar bone and you bite your lip, stifling a moan.  One of his hands is next to your head, supporting him, while the other easily finds the hem of your shirt. He slowly slides his hand up against the skin under your shirt and groans loudly when there is a knock on the door.

He puts his head down on the bed next to yours and you put your hand over your mouth to keep from laughing. "Who the hell could that be?" he asks and you can’t help but think about how cute he looks when he is annoyed.

Almost as if the person at the door had heard him comes the answer, “Y/N, brother are you two in there?” as he knocks again.

“The Gods are punishing me for something... I just know it,” he says dramatically as he rolls off you, laying on his back next to you. He looks like he wants to sink into the mattress.  "Its like my brother has a radar for when I want to f-" Loki complains and you put your hand over his mouth to stop him and you start to laugh.

"I um.... I invited him over," you tell him and he sits up quickly, looking at you like he can't believe what you just said. "I thought it would be fun, and he can help us pack up my stuff."