Loki One Shots (Discontinued)

Behind Closed Doors

A/N: I will warn you that this chapter won't be as innocent as the previous ones. While it won't cover certain materials, the vibe is spicier than not. As this is more of a short and spicy chapter, then a long one. Something I think fits this vibe and you will see soon. So with that in mind if you don't want to read something not full of romance then feel free to exit if not then enjoy the ride.

She kneeled before the throne, her head tilted downwards, not daring to allow her gaze to stray from the ground especially not in his presence. Yet despite not daring to gaze in his direction, she could already feel his gaze on her. As he allowed his staff to drop, with a loud boom, calling everyone, but her to look at him. "I would like to speak to her in private," is all he said. Without even looking she already knew soon everyone would make their way out. For nobody would dare to ask why much less question their king. Boom was the sound that echoed across the throne room, as the last person shut it behind them leaving him and her alone. All the while she kept her head down, not daring to look even though they were alone.

"My dear, why do you still look down?"

"It is improper for someone such as me to gaze upon you, my king."

Upon saying this, she could already hear the steps he was making toward her, setting the staff to the side, he leaned down to her level and allowed his fingers to touch her chin, before slowly tilting it up. "Even if we are alone."

"Yes, my king." Her gaze still not daring to reach him, as he allowed his hand to drop, as her head slowly went back down.

Through a small frown formed on his lips, and a displeased look crossed his face. "What have I said about you calling me that?" While one might take his look and tone of voice as him about to do something cruel, she knew better, for while he may seem like many things cruel wasn't one of them.

"Not to."

"Exactly, now I ask you what is my name?"

"King Loki."

At this Loki shook his head in a disproving way. "Try again pet."

"My King."

"Still not it dove," Loki said with another shake of his head, as he allowed another pet name slip through his lips.

"You know I can't say it."

"Why not?"

"I just said why."

"Yes, but we are alone, yet still you don't say my proper name without a title."

"For are my king, I am merely a maiden who serves you, and it wouldn't be proper for me to call you by your given name."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Since when have we ever been proper given our matter?"

"Always."

At this Loki let out a light chuckle. "Is that so? Then care to remind me where exactly you were this morning?"

"I was tending to you, my king."

"Yes, you were, weren't you? You gaze at me then so what makes now so different? Is it because you are no longer in my bed," Loki asked in a calm manner as if what they were doing was normal.

"Your highness I hardly think that...", she started to say as her gaze lingered up.

"Think what darling," Loki asked, as he allowed his eyes to meet hers.