Ophelia (Loki x OC)

Chapter Eleven

Hehe more smut...

YOU'VE BEEN WARNED

Also it's frostiron (sorry)

"By the way, what was with the whole I-can-actually-read-your-thoughts thing?" Ophelia asked as they headed back inside quietly. "Since when can you do that?"

A small smile appeared on Loki's face. "It is simply telepathy, and I have had it always. It's only for a drastic situation."

"Giving a blow job is drastic?"

"I'm glad to see your usual snark is back." Loki held open the door for her and they creeped to the other door.

"Why don't you sleep for a bit, and I'll come and get you when I'm done?" Ophelia whispered, eyeing the sleeping form in the bed. Loki nodded and planted a kiss on her forehead. "I wish you luck." He whispered back.

She slipped out of the room and walked back to the elevator.

She looked at the different number options and gave up.

"Jarvis?" She asked slowly, unsure of what to do.

"Yes, Ma'am?" Came the polite reply.

"Oh. Ok. Phew." She laughed nervously. "Ok. Ok. Jarvis, what floor is Mr. Stark's lab on?"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Smith. I can not grant you access to that floor."

"What?" She placed her hands on her hips. "I just want to explore. What's the big idea?"

"Master Stark has not given me permission to allow you on that floor."

Ophelia threw her hands up in frustration.

Storming out of the elevator, she walked right back into the bedroom. Tony and Loki were sleeping peacefully. Ophelia climbed onto the bed and rolled Tony over.

"Oi. Stark. Can I look at your lab? Like the arc reactor stuff?"

There was no response, so she opened one of his eyelids, revealing a pupil that rolled back.

"Tony!" She hissed. "I want to look at your lab."

"Yeah, yeah." He drunkenly muttered while rolling over again. "Jarvis, let her in. Don't touch anything." He slurred.

Ophelia stood triumphantly. "See, Jarvis? He gave me permission."

There was a pause, almost as if the AI was thinking.

"My apologies, Ms. Smith. If you'll go to the elevator, I shall take you down."

"Why thank you." She smiled to herself as she left once again for the lab.

The elevator doors opened to reveal a living room with some couches and a broken grand piano. She slowly walked over, and realized there was a large hole in the ceiling, and another in the floor beneath it. It appeared as if something had fallen through.

"If you go down the stairs, you shall find yourself in Master Stark's lab." Jarvis's voice seemed to come from nowhere. Ophelia followed his instructions and walked past the fake waterfall fountain and down the staircase where she found a glass door that had no doorknob.

"Umm, Jarvis?"

"Yes, Ma'am?"

She touched the glass, but nothing happened. "How do you get in?"

The glass suddenly moved sideways, allowing her to walk in. "Thanks." She whispered through wonder. There was robots and computers everywhere. It was huge and beautiful. Tony obviously spent a lot of time in his lab, there was coffee mugs and old dirty shirts in various places.