Ophelia (Loki x OC)

Chapter Six

Loki walked out of the bathroom and looked around. Ophelia was standing in the kitchen, her shoulders shaking. The god froze slightly, not knowing what to do. Ophelia turned and wiped her tears away. "Sorry, luv. I didn't mean to be a bitch."

Loki shook his head. "No, I,I apologize. I shouldn't pry."

She stepped forward and smiled. "Wow. I got Mr. Pompous-Pants to say sorry. To a lowly mortal."

Loki waved his hand dismissively. "Don't spend to much time thinking about it." Ophelia reached out and touched his hair, and ran her hand down his cheek. "You are a pretty big dick."

"I know." He whispered. "And I find you extremely obnoxious." He licked his lips and kissed her gently, then a bit harder. Ophelia wrapped her arms around his slim torso and broke away for a second. She undid the loop on his robe and got onto her knees. She took his length in her hands and gently brought the tip to her mouth. Loki put his hands in her hair, encouraging her to continue. Slowly and almost painfully, Ophelia brought her mouth onto his member. He gasped audibly, and thrust into her mouth. She twirled her tongue up and around, making Loki pant gently. But to her surprise he pulled away and laid her on the bed. He pulled down her pants and held his member at her entrance. Ophelia bit her lip and smiled mischievously. Loki pushed into her which awarded him a soft moan. He thrust into her clamping warmth, moaning along with her. She brought her mouth to his, and the two let their tongues explore each other's mouths. Loki pushed harder into her.

"Ophelia...I'm going...to.."

Ophelia gasped loudly and then frowned a little.

"Loki...wait..you're not wearing-"

She was interrupted by Loki's loud climax, which he gripped her like a vice while he released into her. They both panted.

"I'm not what?" Loki managed. Ophelia opened her mouth to answer but again was interrupted this time by a knock.

"Aw shit." Ophelia quickly stood up and picked her pants off the floor. She hopped into them and adjusted her tank top. Loki sat on the bed and put the robe on. Ophelia opened the door, but froze completely.

"Hey, angel-face."

Loki looked up to see a large, muscular bald man in the door way. He was quite tall and intimidating, and covered in tattoos.

Ophelia stuttered and visibly started to shake, something that Loki would never expect from her. The man walked in and kissed her cheek. "Elsie told me this was where to find you." He looked around the room and stopped at the sight of Loki in a robe.

"Who the fuck is that?!" He yelled. Ophelia quickly stepped forward and touched his arm. "This, this is, L, lee. A friend. I, I was staying...with him. Until the apartment.." She looked up at the man steaming. She quickly shut her mouth and looked away. Loki frowned, noting her timid and scared body language. Loki stood up. "And you are?"

"This is Ben." Ophelia said.

"Her boyfriend." Ben added. The god opened his moth slightly, but was stopped by Ben grabbing Ophelia's arm roughly. "Are you fucking him?"

"No!" Ophelia managed through the tears that started to flow.

"Are you fucking with me?!"

"No! I'm not fucking with-"

"I know you!" He shouted. "You're a fucking whore!" He shoved her onto the floor and she shielded her face with her hands. "Don't-" she whimpered. Ben raised his arm but Loki quickly grabbed it. "Don't. Touch her."

Ben frowned, but then smiled almost disconcertedly. "And why, tell me, would you give a fuck?"

"Because-"

"Because you fucked!" He whipped around and Ophelia again shielded herself. "I am the one who stuck with you! Through your bullshit! Through the surgeries! The payments! The moving! And what? So you can fuck some beanpole while I'm making money for you?!"

Loki had had enough of him, and collided his fist with Ben's cheek. Ben stumbled backwards, and then he returned the favour. Loki, being quite smaller physically, actually fell to the floor. Then Ben went to kick him, but Ophelia jumped between them with her pistol.

"Get the fuck out, Ben!"

"Angel-Face-"

"I said, get the fuck out!" Ben walked back and opened the door. "You'll regret this! I'm going to fuck you up! And your pretty beanpole!"

Ophelia quickly slammed the door and locked it behind him, and slid down the door. She dropped the pistol and sobbed quietly. Loki slowly made his way over to her, and touched her shoulder. She stood up and grabbed his wrist.

"Ophelia.."

"No, Loki. Your nose is bleeding. Come." She brought him to the kitchen table and sat him down. She took a cloth and cleaned the blood off of him. "Surgeries? Moving?" The god questioned. Ophelia looked at him with sad, blue eyes.

"I have breast cancer."

Loki opened his mouth, but she interrupted him.

"It's a disease that can kill you. A really bad disease. And I lied before. I was born in London, and then I was diagnosed. It wasn't Persephone who had it, it was me. I was one the one who caused step-dad to leave." She wiped her tears away. "I moved, because I couldn't afford to live in London. But then they had to do the surgery." Loki frowned.

"A surgery..?"

Ophelia slipped her shirt off, and rubbed the top of her left breast. Slowly, makeup disappeared and revealed a line. "This is fake. It's a fake boob." She laughed lightly through tears. "They took the real away." Loki was having difficulty following along with her slight lack of details, but he respected the fact that she was telling him at all.

"Ben stayed with me the whole time, but you asked me before what the scars were from?" She tapped her belt. Tears fell down her cheeks and Loki leaned forward and hugged her. She sobbed into his shoulder and sighing, she continued. "Ben was away for some work thing. He was gone for a month and a half, so I thought he wasn't going to come back." Loki pulled away and looked at her sympathetically. "I don't find you any less beautiful."

Ophelia looked up at him. "You think I'm beautiful?"

He stroked her cheek gently and smiled. "And amazingly sexy."

Ophelia laughed through her sniffles.

"Thank you, Loki. For being..here. And although again, being mean at times, you're generally a pretty swell guy." She kissed his cheek and hugged him again. Loki rolled his eyes at her snappiness, but hugged back, glad to have his dangerous girl.

Author's Note:

So I'm sorry! This was a heavier chapter, but it does explain some stuff, like why Ophelia acts all dominant and sexy, because she feels better about herself after Ben treating her like crap...but I purposely was a little vague on the details so if you have any questions, feel free to ask! Also, Loki was a little soft in this chapter, and there is fluff to come next chapter, but then more emotions! 

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