Give me Love

15. New Feelings and Punishment

You watched with caution as Loki lingered near the door. What was this feeling in the pit of your stomach...? You could clearly feel the fear, anxiety and stress without issue; but there was something else... Could it be – No... Definitely not... However as the silent moments passed, and your mind began to weigh on the feeling more, you came to realise that the unknown feeling truly was what you so quickly ruled out... It was sadness... No sadness for yourself, but sadness for Loki. The hurt and betrayal in his emerald eyes was evident to you and made your stomach knot and chest tighten. The need to reach out and try to comfort him was indescribably strong, but you could not find your strength or your voice... The only thing you could do was watch as Loki pondered his next move...

*Loki's POV*

He couldn't believe his eyes... After all he had done, after all the freedom he had given her, this was how she repaid him?! Had it not been for the awestruck boy next to him, he would have stepped forward and punished her immediately. But her punishment was something Loki wanted only her and Thor to witness, no one else. No other bystander that she could plea with to help her. The only name he wanted her to call out was his own.

"Thank you...." he said, turning to the shadow covered body in the doorway. "You for alluding me to such a willing and devious act of betrayal..." Loki stepped into the room, and Johnathan looked in with a horrified look on his face. "You may leave."

"But sir, I-,"

"DO NOT... make me repeat myself..." he growled, quickly losing his patience for the boy. "Leave us..." Johnathan took one last glance at the cowering girl on the ground and the shocked God of Thunder before turning to leave. "Shut the door..." Loki added quickly. Johnathan did as he asked and closed the door, ensuring Loki's privacy and (Name)'s inability to escape.

Loki then turned his attention to the (e/c) eyed girl.

"I let you into my bed, I let you influence my decisions, I let you roam free, and this, THIS IS HOW YOU THANK ME?!" he stepped forward so quickly that (Name) didn't even have a chance to flinch when he seized her by the collar of her dress. Loki lifted her so her face was barely an inch from his, and he could see the tears of fear welling in the corners of her eyes – but she refused to let them fall... Good. He wanted her to be strong, and scared. He was about to show her what disobeying and betraying him would cost...

*Your POV*

The hold he had on your collar tightened, but you couldn't do anything... you couldn't move, you couldn't sob, and you couldn't even plea... As quickly as he had taken hold of your dress, he threw you to the ground and began pacing.

"I thought he was just a liar. But now I see that I should have kept him around." He paced more before he slowly began to move closer, each click coming from his boots matching perfectly with the beat of your heart. "Or maybe I should have just given in and let him have you," He stopped for a moment to once again take in the scene before him. You should have been grovelling at his feet, pleading for forgiveness or clemency... But your mind was still caught up in the details of the whole situation... Johnathan told Loki... Loki had caught you... You wouldn't be surprised if he killed you right there... "I know that look..." he said, clenching his jaw tightly. "Do not think I will kill you... That would be too light of a sentence for your betrayal." The anger and bitterness in his tone was unmistakable. He was pissed-off... badly. Suddenly he disappeared from your line of sight, and reappeared directly in front of you.

"Loki wait, don't!" Thor growled, trying to reach through the bars to get to you, but it was too late. Loki had a tight hold of your hair and hauled you up to your feet, pulling you away from Thor before forcing you back onto all fours in the middle of the walkway. He then leaned down to hover above you,

"Tell me Brother, do you desire her?" he spat venomously, pulling your back to his chest while twisting the fistful of hair he had a hold on. You let out a sharp cry, but it was muffled when Loki's free hand moved to your throat, "do her cries excite you?" The hand on your throat tightened as he turned his attentions back towards you, inhaling the scent of your hair.

"Loki-," Thor was cut off as more choked sobs left your throat,

"Do you prefer him?" he asked. You shook your head and mouthed the word 'no' over and over again. He sharply yanked on your hair, "I can't hear you," he growled, releasing your throat. For a moment you glanced over to Thor, his cerulean blue eyes were filled with worry and pain. You weren't sure whether it was Loki's own impatient mood, or the fact that he saw you looking at Thor, but the next thing you knew, Loki had flipped you over, and had you pinned to the ground. "ANSWER ME!" he screamed, placing one hand back over your neck as the other restrained your hands above your head.

"N-No..." you just managed to say. The heavy pressure from Loki's hands made it hard to speak, and even harder to breathe, but he quickly removed his grip. The moment of relief was quickly followed by stinging pain as Loki slapped you across the face; hard.

"Liar." He said.

"No, Loki, I'm not..."

"Then prove it." He said with a sickening smile before leaning down to nibble on your earlobe, "Fuck me, right here, right now." He whispered darkly. You couldn't suppress the gasp that caught in your throat,

"W-What?" your response was barely audible. Loki's wicked grin was replaced with a scowl,

"If you do not, then you will be removed and given to the Chitauri as a plaything... Or... maybe I could send you as a final parting gift for The Teacher." Your eyes widened. Was he really so cruel? Would he really give you away so easily? Wait... what were you thinking? Of course he would. You knew that... you had accepted your disposability... So why did your heart ache...? You pushed the throbbing pain of your chest to the back of your mind, knowing that even though there were tears building in your eyes, you had to look strong. You silently asked Thor's forgiveness for the awkward and uncomfortableness he was about to endure,

"Okay. I will..." you said strongly. Loki's grin returned and he reclined back into a seated position before quickly pulling you to straddle his lap.