MCU One Shots and Drabbles

Decorate My Soul

AN: This is part of a writing challange. It was made for a mutual on Tumblr. It is dark implied smut. Manipulation as well as stalking. Please do not read if easily triggered. All of my work is 18+ minors DNI

Looking back at everything you should have known. How everything fit into place was uncanny. How everything led to you being here shackled to the bed in this attic. Sure, the luxury that seemed to drip from everything wasn’t lost. The shimmering from the walls that seem to have gold embedded into the walls.

The twinkling of even the chain around your ankle gold. If you were being honest you could try to pretend it was just an anklet. Even the food was by far the best that you had tried in your life. The crispness of the apples that tasted like honey.

Reaching for the door as the temperature seemed to drop in the attic. Skin prickling as the chill seeped into your bones. The feeling of his cool fingers trailed down the nape of your neck lightly. The inadvertent inhale of your breath causes an approving hum that you felt before hearing.

“Where do you think you are trying to wander off to Pet?”

His voice used to cause your mind to cease to function. How you loved the timbre and teasing tone he used to always seem to have during conversations. But this is now your new reality gone was the soft glow and warmth of the party that felt a few hours ago.

It all started earlier in the week.

Putting your bags down at the foyer. The smell of holiday spices and home waft all around you. Taking a moment to smile at being at home again. The muscle soreness from the flight slowly melting from you as the warmth of familiar energy settled in.

All that came crashing down when you heard laughter in the kitchen. No, it wasn’t the laughter, it was his laughter. Everything in you told you to turn away as you have been doing all these months. How did he even know where your family home was? Did you ever bring it up in conversation?

Walking into your childhood home seemed like an elaborate trap. Honestly you should have known he would stoop to these tactics just to get the answer you refused to give him during the last corporate meeting.

Hearing your mother call out. “Sweetie, it would have been nice for you to tell us that you would be having company come over for the festivities.”
Trying to maintain your calm and not alarm your mother. “Oh, mom, I forgot I had even invited anyone. You would think they would have waited to arrive with me if they were going to come.”
His cool chuckle sent an interesting sensation of ice down your spine. “Sorry, I forgot to let you know that I would be arriving before you. I had booked a last-minute red eye. I didn’t think you would have opposed my arrival before yours by thirty minutes.”
Rolling of your eyes and the slight huff that went past your lips was the first of many that night. As the guests arrived. Bringing out the food and setting up the decorations on the hallways. As you tittered, almost falling until you felt a hand on your back.
“Pet, it is dangerous for you to do this alone, let me help you.” Trying to evade his touch ended up with you falling into his chest. The squeak in your voice made you realize how small you felt in his arms.
“Wh..why did you follow me here? What is your purpose for all of this charade Loki.?”
“Oh, my dear Pet. You see, I made a wish last year at the holiday party. Do you remember? It was the first night when I held you against me as we swayed to the music I knew then that I would do everything in my power to have you.”
“I am not a possession to be owned Loki...” feeling of his hand move up to the nape of your neck. Squeezing a little to keep you from moving. The possession and power of the move had your mind turning into mush. The sheer power of the simple act had your knees buckling.
“Not a possession. But I will own you, body, mind and soul. Make you tremble with need at the sheer sound of my footsteps. The trail of my fingertips across your skin as it erupts in goosebumps heating from within. The fussiness in your brain overwhelms you so much that you forget how to form words. No one else will be able to have you like I will.”
Feeling your body tremble was new for you. Not tremble in fear no. It was beyond that it was a yearning deep within your bones. As if the bones themselves would start to heat up from the need. Inner flame of desire ignited like a fire that had been long ago extinguished.
The day seemed to pass in a blur as the endless stream of people said hello and chatted with you. Even seeing your family did nothing to quell the ache and tension that had been building.
Mind racing trying to find Loki among the crowd. It was as if he vanished in the shadows of the crowds and lights that twinkled throughout the home. When a glimpse of his suit would pass your peripheral vision he would vanish again in the crowd.
It wasn’t until the festivities and music started that the need to feel him was beyond all reason. Walking among all the people in your home. Until you came to the stairs that lead up to your old room. Finding him was the only thing in your mind. That night ended with heated kisses and promises of more.
It wasn’t until you traveled back home that things finally culminated. The night that things had been set in stone. The heated kisses, vice like grips leaving bruises along your skin, his teeth marks along your skin leaving bruises and a soreness in your limbs that left you in a clouded daze. Not knowing when the setting had changed. Not until it was the end of the week when you awoke from your blissful stupor. A changed person. 

“Nowhere Master I am home.”