A Changed Man (A Loki fan fiction)

Danielle's POV

A few days later, I received dad's invitation to attend Stark Expo. I had gone to only three others, and I loved all of them. I mean you can support world peace and love all you want, but when those super awesome red and gold suits rise from the platform is that celebration, you're gonna scrap every thought and just listen to Tony Stark. 

I put the invite on the living room table and went upstairs to the terrace. It was a cold night and I hadn't worn a jacket. But it wasnt that bad. 

"Danielle." 

"Hi Loki..." I turned and looked at him. Gosh, his blue eyes, his hair, his smile, his voice. He was perfect. 

"What are you doing all alone?"

"Just for some quiet time." 

He stood beside me and saw the view of the city. "Its beautiful." 

A cold breeze hit me and I immediately started to shiver. "I'll go get a jacket.." I told Loki and turned, when he grabbed me and hugged me. "Danielle..." he whispered in my ear. Oh god, the whisper. "I may have the blood of a frost giant..." he pulled me closer and I felt warmer. "...but that shouldn't suggest I cannot keep you warm."

He kissed me, and damn I felt the heat start from my lips and move down to the rest of my body. His fingers ran through my hair and his other hand ran along my back. It was so deep, so passionate... I wanted him, and this God, The God Of Mischeif wanted me... this brilliant, perfect man wanted me. 

He suddenly tore away, and for the second time since I've known him, I let out a "no!" when he let go. He looked at me and laughed. Oh, he's the god of mischeif all right. Two can play at that game.