a cold god finds his warm hart (a avengers/Loki love story) [COMPLETED!!!!]

chapter 16

"Aceleve, I need you to come home" Loki cheened to me. I was sitting on top of the famous Devon building in OKC, looking out at the busy streets, Oklahoma city was nothing compared to California, but it's all I know. I sighed and grabbed my back pack, as I stood up I looked over the tallest building in Oklahoma city. I leaned forward and fell into the open air, quickly catching myself and slowly flying home.

I opened the door and immediately went into the bedroom, throwing my bag into the closet, not bothering to unpack. I sighed and leaned against the bedroom door frame and held my head in my hands, I've tried to forget about the fight I had this morning with Thor and to remind myself what I'm fighting for, the cold, mysterious, God who I only knew about from a Norse mythology class I took in college, but I knew one thing, this man loved me, and I loved him.

I felt cold fingers gently pull my hands away from my face and I gasped, I looked up to see that it was Loki, complete in his Asguardian gear without helmet and cape surprisingly.

"hello" be whispered and he lightly kissed my ring he gave me. he looked into my eyes and he gave me a small smile. I smiled at him back and he dropped my hands and moved his hands around my waist lightly touching me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, having to stand on the very tips of my toes, even then Loki had to bend down to meet my lips with his own. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, my hands traveling to rest on his metal plated chest. Loki slid my jacket down my arms and I moved my arms and got out of the jacket, throwing it onto the floor. I ran my hands through his silky black hair. Loki turned me around and pushed me back gently, I tripped over the jacket and i fell onto the bed, our kiss broke when he fell on top of me. I laughed and he kissed me again, playing with the bottom of my shirt. I moved my hand down his front, searching for the bottom of the gear, or at least a zipper. I frowned against him and I stopped kissing him, opening my eyes

"something wrong, love?" Loki asked me, his warm breath tickling my neck. I sucked in a breath and closed my eyes

"um yea, slight problem" I began

"what is it" he asked in between kisses down my shoulder.

I swallowed

"I don't know how to take off your armor" I whispered, embarrassed. Loki stopped kissing me and just froze for a second. I smiled and began to laugh. I rolled out from underneath Loki who has now laid down onto the bed. I sat up and held my stomach, still laughing. Loki slowly rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling, with a shocked expression on his face. I took a deep breath and laid down next to him, staring at the ceiling.

"I can't have sex with my fiance because I can't figure out how to take off his clothes, oh the irony! story of my life" I said, laughing again. Loki turned to the side and faced me

"would you like me to change into some more, comfortable clothing?" Loki whispered into my ear. I smirked and turned to face him

"no, the moments gone" I whispered and I sat up again. Loki sighed, defeated. I crossed my legs on the bed, getting comfortable.

"you never finished telling me your story" I began. Loki groaned and sat up, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"that's because my story is a terrible one"

"Well, I have all day and I told you my story"

"no, you only told me half of it, your keeping it from me"

"Well, that's exactly what you're doing" I said back. Loki sighed again and ran a hand through his soft, long hair. I was making him nervous, for him to tell me his life, he must not trust me.

"Well, the other half of the story I'm not telling you isn't so great either" I told him, spinning the ring on my hand around my finger.

"why don't you trust me?" he asked, facing me. I looked up at his soft green eyes