♡Loki One~shots♡

Secret Love

Loki's POV

I was a prince, she was the daughter of a Baron. I was the god of mischief and she was an angel. Our worlds weren't meant to collide. But fate drove us to a corner. Y/N Lexington was a beautiful woman, she caught the eye of every man that walked passed her. Her dark hair floating around her like wind from the ocean.

Even though she was a very attractive lady, she never once gave in to the ravenous behavior of men... except me.

She was my lover in private and a guest in public. My sweet darling was smart and kind, her brown eyes were dark but shone brighter than the sun when she was happy. Her bright smile made my heart flip. Her cheek bones were prominent and her smooth skin against my palms was like Valhalla and Hel together.

She was sitting on the bed with a book in her hands. I leaned against the bedpost, standing with my arms crossed, and watching her with lazy eyes.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to come lay down?" she asks softly, her eyes still on her book. I smile and crawl into bed with her, laying my head on her chest. She bookmarks her book and sets it to the side, her soft hands running down my back as I nuzzle into her soft body.

Her hands ran through my hair and gently played with the long strands; my arms wrapped around her as I pulled her even closer.

"You're so soft, darling.." I mumble against her. My arms reaching under my shirt that she stole and stroking her soft skin, gently scratching her flesh.

"There's a ball tonight... we're going to have to play strangers again.." she whispers, her hands pausing over my shoulders.

"I still don't see why we can't just be how we are here, there.." I mumble, looking up at her with hooded eyes, wanting nothing more than to skip that blasted ball and stay here with her in bed.. And dance between the sheets.

"Because, your rank is much higher than mine, which mean we can't exactly be seen being all lovey dovey in public.." she smiles down at me, I lean up and kiss her gently.

"Does it look like I care whether you have a high rank or not?" I say, raising myself up and sitting in front of her, pulling her hands into mine and gently rubbing her knuckles, she leaned forward and kissed my cheeks and forehead, then my nose and finally my lips.

Her lips were soft against mine and her skin warm against my body. I pulled away a bit and smiled at her.

"Come, we should start getting ready before someone gets suspicious.. I'm required to be there earlier than the guests.. But who cares honestly?" I tell her, standing from the bed and walking to the closet, walking into it and grabbing my suit, and her dress that I stole from her room... honestly, we would manage perfectly as thieves.

"Wait, how do you have that?" she asked from behind me, I smiled at her and kissed her head, putting the dress in her hands.

"I didn't want to make you walk back to your quarters just to change." I told her, she chuckled and turned around, heading into the bathroom to change. My eyes dropped to her hips as she walked, the shirt she wore riding up a bit as she walked. Valhalla save me...

While she was in there, I changed into my suit; the green cloth fit snug against my body, golden buttons on either side of my chest. The royal emblem square in the middle. I placed the matching cape over my shoulders, one side covered my right arm, concealing the sword on my hip. A gold shoulder pad sat on my right shoulder, two snakes in a knot engraved into the metal.

I walked over to the mirror and combed my hair for back, reaching to put gel in it. My hand froze over the container, y/n hates the sticky feeling. Instead, I combed it back and tied it into a small bun at the back of my head. A few strands of hair falling around my face. I heard shuffling behind me and arms wrap around my waist, turning around, I look down at the beautiful sight before me. She was wearing a beautiful dress, fading from white to blue. A slit on her left leg, showing just the right amount of skin. Her hair was did up in a way that made it look like she wore a halo. A true angel amongst devils.