Ophelia (Loki x OC)

Chapter Ten

!!!!!SMUT WARNING!!!!!

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Loki pointed out to Ophelia as she opened her drawer that any outfits she wanted he could just conjure up so she didn't need to pack.

"But I want me makeup and all that." She stated while shoving her cosmetics into a bag. Loki just rolled his eyes and sat somewhat patiently on the bed.

Ophelia emerged from the bathroom with a small bag. She had put her dark hair in a braid crown and was wearing a white business type dress that fit her curves perfectly. She smiled and did a little twirl. "Admiring the view, luv?"

Loki shook his head and stood up. His simple black suit complimented his body nicely, and Ophelia smirked to herself.

"We will be transporting to the city of New York. Hold on." He offered a hand, which she took. The motel room filled with a bright light as a fuzzy orb engulfed them and they were gone.

Ophelia opened her eyes and stumbled. She had to take a moment to catch her breath.

"It will pass." Loki said with no concern as he strolled past her. Her blue eyes scanned their surroundings. They were in an ally way, but she could see light and the noise of the city just beyond the end, only a few feet away.

"And we're in New York?" Ophelia gasped.

"I certainly hope so." Loki smoothed his suit jacket back into place and offered her his elbow. With a smirk she accepted it and wrapped her small hands around his arm.

"Loki?" Ophelia stopped him before walking into the street. He glanced back at her with a hmm.

"You're in New York. Everyone, literally everyone, knows what you look like. You'll need to....morph or whatever."

The God raised an eyebrow. He realized she was right and took a step away from her. His face changed to a be more feminine, and his hair grew a bit longer and into ringlets, and his body changed to a very curvy women's. His dress was a red strapless with no back that had a long slit up the thigh. He struck a sexy pose. "That better?" He asked, his voice sounding slightly higher. Ophelia had to avoid laughing. She nodded and looked down at her white dress.

"Well, I can't go to the fundraiser like this."

She looked down a second time to see a sparkly gold dress that reached the floor and only had one strap. It showed off her body nicely, although she felt self conscious about the large gap on her chest. Her hair fell down her back and ended at the top of her back side. Ophelia held out her hand and Loki took it.

"Off to the fundraiser." She said with a smile as she dragged him from the ally way and quickly blended into the crowd. They walked towards the large Stark Tower with hundreds of press people outside the doors.

"Now, we shall need a plan to get into Stark's tower." Loki stated as he adjusted his boobs in the dress while silently cursing. Ophelia looked up the stairs and smiled. She walked straight past and just opened the door.

"It's free, Luv." She held open the glass for her lover as he rolled his eyes and came in with her.

They looked around the crowded room, the chatter and the clinking of glasses was ringing through the air. Immediately Ophelia spotted Tony Stark through the crowd, surrounded by blonde floozies.

"Pray tell me," Loki said while looking in the billionaire's direction. "How are you going to get the codes?"

"Well, I'll trick him."

"And how," Loki stopped to grab two glasses of champagne off a waiter's tray. He gave one to Ophelia. "Do you purpose you'll do that?" Loki finished, and then took a sip of the bubbly liquid. Ophelia gave him a mischievous smirk.