Dog Days

Chapter 90

The following week, Loki begins to disappear for most of the morning. On Monday, I open my bottle of anxiety to find only a two day supply of pills, so I grab my phone and call Banner's office. His receptionist picks up, immediately. She recites "Harrisonburg Psychology Clinic, how may I help you?"

I take a deep breath, only to explain "This is Thor Odinson, patient of Doctor Banner. I'm out of town and I'm needing a prescription refill. Is there any chance he can call me back, when he has a chance?"

She speaks, happily "Give me just one moment." She's quiet for a moment, before she declares "Doctor Banner actually just asked me to patch you into his office line. Please hold while I transfer you."

As soon as the phone rings, he picks up "Hello, Thor, how are you doing?"

I take a deep breath, before declaring "I'm as well as to be expected. I'm actually called about my meds. I'm almost out, and I need some refills."

Banner sighs as he explains "Well, I need to evaluate you before I can prescribe more of your sleep medication. I can do tomorrow morning, at nine, if that works for you."

I clear my throat and state "I can't. I'm currently in New York." I step towards the window bench and take a seat "I'll be here for the next few months."

Banner takes a deep breath, before he sighs "Nine o'clock, in New York. Where do you want to meet?"

I look out the window, down at the little diner only to explain "There's this little bakery, on the east side of Stark Tower. Its logo is a cactus in a coffee mug."

He declares "I'll clear my day. See you tomorrow."

I take a deep breath and sigh "Thank you."

He speaks calmly "No trouble."

He hangs up and I sit there for a few minutes, just trying to figure out what I'm going to say to him, tomorrow. Or if I should tell anyone where I'm going. I wonder if I should keep it to myself.

I never wanted to talk to Hela or Odin about it. It made me feel lonely when they would look at me like they do. I've felt alone a lot since I enlisted.

~

Loki came back in the early afternoon. He hobbles right in on his crutches with a soft smile on his face "Good afternoon, darling. How are you doing?"

He smiles at me, and I don't feel alone anymore. I smile at him and state "It's okay. How was your day?"

Loki gives me a smug smile, before motioning towards the bathroom "Mind helping me for a minute?"

I give him a confused look, before standing up and following him into the bathroom. As I step into the bathroom, he hobbles into the closet and I close the door. He steps out of the closet with a sweater, a pair of boxers, and some baggy sweatpants. I furrow my brow and he holds a finger to his lips, before he turns on the shower.

He takes a deep breath, before he states "I believe we will be leaving this place in a month and a half. That being said, the work I am going to have to do is tedious, and hazardous if an accident occurs. If I ask you to take something, I need you to take it without question. I need you to stay out of harm's way."

I sigh, only to ask "Is there anything else you can tell me?"

He pauses for a moment, before he sits his crutches aside and pulls his shirt over his head. As he tosses it to the side, he insists "Everything is at a need to know basis, right now. I can't tell you anything, besides the fact that this is almost over. I'm hoping for a month in a half, but this could potentially take up to three or four months."

He leans back on the wall to undo his knee brace, only to pull off his pants. My mind falls immediately empty as I look him over, but he doesn't seem to notice.

He steps into the water and I can't look away from him. Yes, his body is covered in scars. He's too skinny for his own good, but the water washes over him, and there's something in me that desperately wants to have him.

He looks at me with a soft smile, only to ask "Are you alright, darling?"

I look up at him as he runs his head under the water. It soaks through his hair and washes his curls into his face. As he brushes his hair back, I can't stop myself from gasping. He gives me a questioning look, so I bite my lip and change the subject "I'm going to head to that little vegan bakery, tomorrow morning. Do you want me to bring you anything specific?"

He ahhs, before declaring "That red velvet cupcake was amazing."

I hum, before smiling at him "Alright, I'll bring you some cupcakes."

He gives me a bright smile and turns around. Despite the scars on his back, all I want is to hold his wet naked body to me. I can imagine the sensation of the water soaking my clothes, and my cock throbs as my eyes linger on his plump ass.

When he turns around, I can't seem to take my eyes off his cock. Water falls from the tip, and I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter. I want to slam him against the wall. I imagine the sounds he would make, and the sensation of taking him.

My face blusters with embarrassment, and I can feel the restriction on my cock as he begins to soap himself up. I take a deep breath and ask "Did you actually need my help with something? You look pretty independent."

He gives me a smug look as he washes out his shampoo "I just wanted to talk to you, without anyone else listening in."

I bite my lip as I force myself to look him in the eyes. I take a deep breath, before asking "Is there anything else?"

He rinses off his body with a small smile "You can hand me that towel behind you."

I immediately grab the towel and step closer to the shower as he lets the warm water wash over himself "Here you go, Loki."

He cuts the water and rings the water out of his hair, before he takes the towel and fluffs out his hair. He dries off his body and all I can do is fantasize about him.

Even after he's completely dressed, all I want is to rip his clothes off with my teeth.

And the rest of the evening, I try to hide my throbbing erection from him. It's so violent, that I eventually excused myself to take a shower.

And after I came down the shower drain, I started to feel guilty for imagining having my way with him.