Ophelia (Loki x OC)

Chapter Three

Loki opened his emerald eyes. He rolled over to see the spot beside him no longer occupied, and he could hear the tap running. He flipped his feet over the side of the the bed. He followed the sound to the small motel kitchen, where he found Ophelia with her head in the sink. She was drinking the water from the tap, and holding her unusually long hair behind her. She looked up at him, and he gave her an odd look. "I'm so, fuckin', thirsty." She said. She wiped her mouth and sat on the floor. "And my head feels like it's going to have a baby." Loki came and sat beside her. "Perhaps the consumption of so much alcohol was not one of your better ideas?" Ophelia smiled and got up. "No, it was a good idea. But the best way to stop a hangover is to keep drinking." She opened the fridge to a bunch of little bottles. Loki stood in front of her to stop her. "I forbid it." Ophelia put her hands on her rounded hips. "Thanks dad, but I didn't ask for your opinion." Loki shook his head and shut the fridge door. "You don't have to keep drinking, I can help. Close your eyes." She backed up. "Hell no, ya creep." Loki roughly grabbed her shoulders and held her in place. "It. Will. Help." Ophelia sighed, and reluctantly closed her blue eyes. Loki put his hands on either side of her head, and took a deep breath. He said a few words in a different dialect and then took a step back. Ophelia opened her eyes and smiled. "I don't feel anything!" She touched her forehead. "How did you do that?" She took his hands and felt them. Loki looked down at her and smiled at her amazement. "It is the magic of Asgard." He said. She looked up at him, and blue and green met. He smiled slowly faded, and she leaned in a tiny bit. Loki quickly pulled away. "Don't try your tricks on me, witch." Ophelia laughed quite loudly. "There is no tricks. I simply am too," she leaned in again. "Irresistible." She whispered the last word, and Loki bit his tongue to stop himself from doing anything else. But Ophelia leaned in to fill the space between them. She kissed Loki harshly, and he went to lean away, but fell under her spell. He but down on her lip, and she cried out. In turn she moved to his ear, which she but down on. Loki hissed, and pushed her away. "How dare you! How dare you kiss a god!"

Ophelia smiled as she wiped the blood pouring from her lip. "Don't deny that you liked it." Loki grabbed her again by the jaw, and shoved his lips into hers. He sucked her bleeding lip, as Ophelia moaned and winced in pain and pleasure. He pulled away again, this time for air, and knit his eyebrows together. "You disgust me, mortal. But I don't regret making you moan." He spat out his words, and Ophelia just watched while rubbing her lip. "The only reason I haven't killed you is because I might need you in the near future." He opened the door, and left the room. The blue eyed woman followed closely behind. "Where are you going?" She asked, while struggling to keep up with his long strides. "I have matters to attend to." He answered without looking at her. She reached up and grabbed his shoulder, stopping him from walking. "Wait, well don't leave me." Loki glared at her and leaned in very close to her face. "You; are nothing to me." Ophelia leaned away a bit, clearly hurt. "But you just said I will be helpful in the near future, you bipolar dick!"

"MIGHT, be helpful." Loki hissed. He continued to walk. "And I am not bipolar," he said. "You simply misunderstand what I mean-" he was stopped mid-sentence for he had started to cross the road and a large, blue van smashed right into him. Ophelia let out a sobbed cry, and ran to his body. A man got out of the car, and put a hand over his mouth.

Ophelia held Loki's head in her hands. "Loki!" She sobbed. She tried to wipe away her tears, but they kept getting replaced with new ones. Loki fluttered his eyes open, and looked at the beautiful woman above him, who was dropping tears on his face. Ophelia leaned forward ad put a hand on his chest. Loki suddenly felt a surge go through his chest, and felt his heart start to feel normal again. He quickly sat up, frowning. "Ophelia." She looked at him, her cheeks wet with tears. She quickly wiped them away, embarrassed. He took her hand and looked at it. "What did you just do?" Her face showed confusion. "I didn't-"