Trust my rage (Loki x Reader)

Chapter 13 - Prey

(time to officially start enemies to lovers yall r welcome 😍)

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You glared at him. Your heart fuming with emotions of anger yet determination. You knew what this would lead up to, there was no denying.

You tied your hair in a messy bun, cracking your knuckles. He was busy smirking, to say the least it intimidated you. It's like this man has no fear, but you were ready for anything. It was your time to shove fear into this man.

You clenched your fists in front of you, in less then a second you did an Aerial towards him. You threw a punch with your right fist, but he caught it. He gripped onto your fist, closing your fingers tighter and putting stress on your knuckles. You went in for another punch with your left fist. He caught that too.

For a second, you were both directly staring into each other. He was glaring at you, as you stared back in confusion. He held onto your fists, and began putting pressure onto your knuckles. You heard them crack unsatisfyingly, your hands became sore. Before he could simply crush your bones, you kneed him in the gut. He fell back, holding onto his gut. You twisted once, elbowing his chest. You quickly grabbed his arm, and twisting it around him before kicking behind his knee. He groaned in pain for a second, and fell shorter as you kicked the back of his knee. You whispered into his ear. "Not so tough after all, huh?" You laughed. "Don't get too confident, darling."
Blush immediately fell onto your face.
"Huh?-"
Before you could process anything, he twisted himself out of your grip, and sweeped your legs. You fell onto the hard ground. You quickly rolled away before he could pin you. You quickly got up. Now you were both at square one, in the same fist clenching stage.
Loki, however just stood there, with his arms crossed. Ready for you to lunge at him. Your eyes drifted from him to the ground, to all the gym equipment. You had to think this through, this was obviously a trap. You stared at him one last time, before sprinting towards the weights. Loki didn't even move a muscle, only to stare at you as you recklessly sprinted to the weight area.

You picked up a big metal weight bar, that weighed 15kg. You dragged it across the floor to save energy, you were the best in strength, so the amount of weight meant nothing to you. You stood yourself in front of him, throwing the bar form one hand to the other whilst smirking. In under a second, you charged at him, while he dodged. After six strikes, you managed to finally land one hit. He knocked back a little, touching his forehead. The forehead that was beginning to drip blood. He laughed. You stood there, shocked yet scared. He came at you this time, you striked again but he dodged. He held onto the metal bar, kneeing your stomach. You dropped the bar into his hands. He used the metal bar to sweep your legs, you fell onto the hard ground. Back to square two.

The only difference was, he pointed the metal bar towards your neck, pinning you to the ground. "I thought you'd be tougher than that." He snarled. You kicked his hands, the metal bar flew into the air and made a loud crack as it hit the metal ground. You jumped back onto your feet. You pulled his arm, nagging him towards you. Whilst distracted, you jumped onto his back and held onto his neck. You began choking him. He tried untangling your grip but it was useless. You found yourself struggling, as he continuously kept moving and making it difficult for you to stay.

He moved onto a wall, shoving himself backwards onto it, basically slamming your back onto the wall. You lost your grip, while you were on the wall, he elbowed your hip. He pushed you then grabbed your arm. He twisted it around you, one little push and your arm would break. He whispered into your ear. "Give up, don't make me have to do this."

You kept resisting. You couldn't let him win. With every resist, he would push further causing more pain. You felt your shoulders begin cracking. All it took was one more push. "3..2..1-"