Savannah and Loki were sleeping. They were maybe-cuddling, and almost-spooning, and kinda-hugging. She, as usual was curled up in a small hedgehoggy (is that a word?) ball, and he was curled up too, but in a sort of sprawly way, taking up more than three-quarters of the bed. His legs were wrapped possessively around hers, and she'd buried her face in his cool, pale chest. He was purring too, because at some stage, Savannah had reached up and stuck her hands in his hair. She was murmuring softly, deep in sleep.
I'll leave you, dear reader to assume the nature of her dreams. (I will, however, tell you that it involved evil manicurists, and flying pink unicorns, and a hot chocolate fountain. There was also a naked Norse god, who lived on Earth, was male, and not Thor.)
Anyway, they were all snuggling and cuddling, and huggling, and shit, when some kidnappers bypassed JARVIS' security systems, and stole Savannah.
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Autumn Leaves
FanfictionThe sequel to Winter Sunshine. Loki was sent to Earth as punishment for his crimes, and the Allfather decreed that he would return when he felt regret for his actions. Loki regrets his actions, but he doesn't want to leave Earth. Or, more specifical...
