Frozen By Love (A Stoki Fic) {UNDER EDITING}

Chapter 10

It didn't take long for Tony to get us to leave, and Loki and I find ourselves back at our house.

I put my keys back on their hook as I head to my room to go to bed.

"And where are you going?" Loki asks, and turn around, as he walks into the living room.

"Uh, going to bed. What else would I do?" I say, looking over eagerly at my room where my bed lies in wait for me.

"Well didn't you say we were going to talk? We have a big topic to discuss here Steve." Loki says, as he runs a hand through his hair, sighing.

"You make it sounds like we have to dicusss the bubonic plague. And we can talk about it tomorrow, it's not like you're leaving anytime soon."

Loki laughs, smirking. "Right, but the thoughts of what could happen are just killing me." The sarcasm in his voice makes me laugh.

"Well then I hope you die nothaving the conversation then." I say, turning back to enter my bedroom.

"Rogers. This is a conversation we need to have, and we're having it now, and there's no arguing." Lokis' tone shifts drastically to serious.

I'm taken aback for a minute then sigh. "Fine, but you've got a lot of explaining to do Loki."

Loki laughs as he plops down on the couch, moving his hair out of his face, his smik growing. "Explaining about what?" His tone turns back to playful as he leans against the couh, taking up its entirety, lounging his arms around the length of the couch.

I watch his movements, my eyes glued to the casual and calculated way he moves. "Rogers. Come on, I ain't got all night." Loki's voice grips me from my trance and I blink, shaking my head, sitting on the chair opposite the couch.

"Explaining about what the actal fuck happened earlier." I say, continuing the conversation as Loki pulls back his head and laughs, loudly.

"Oh, that? I kissed you. Do you not know what kissing is Rogers?" Loki meets my gaze, his grene eyes boring into mine, pulling me into another trance.

I look away from his sterling serpent eyes, pulling myself together. "I know what kissing is, Loki, I wasn't born yesterday. I was wondering, why the hell did you kiss me?"

Loki laughs again. "Is it that hard to read into things? God, how old exactly are you Cap? I kissed you, because I like you. Not like as in 'I like you as a friend Cap', like as in 'I like you I can barely hold myself back from getting up and walking over to your cute little ass and kissing you again'like. Get the hint now?" Loki explains, leaning forward, putting his elbows on his knees and putting his hands around his face.

I get up, trying to hide the continuing blush creeping up my neck, the burning sensation in my body intense.

"The feeling of want. Wanting him." My subconscious tells me.

I shake my head as I hear Loki get up as well. "And where do you think you're going?" He demands.

"Why me?" I ask quietly.

"What did you say? I can't hear you if you mumble into your palms Rogers."

I look at Loki as I clench my hands into fists beside me. "I asked: Why. Me."

"Becuase you saved me. And frankly I have a thing for cute superheroes who wear tight leggings." Loki raises his brows at me.

I swallow hard feeling my heart racing as I move around the coffee table, meeting Loki face to face, our noses nches apart.

I can tell Loki looks unconfrotable and isn't sure what to do, the silence suffocatig the two of us in the apartment. "Cap, I need some personal sp-"

I grab Loki's face and kiss him, desparetly pressing my lips to his, as his breath hitches, shock sending through his body. After a moment he relaxes and gets into the kiss, the fire intensifying in my boys, making me shiver with anticipation, as I half-drag Loki to my room. I close the door behind us as I face the door, panting, Loki laughing behind me.

"What?" I gasp out.

"Why the need for the closed door? We're the only ones in the apartment. And the apartment door is closed and locked." He says.

I turn around, and look at Loki, and I see it. That look in his eyes that I register everytime I look at him. Lust. Lust for me.

It's his lucky day, because I'm feeling the same way. I practically lunge at Loki, as I take my shirt off, throwing it hapharzardly to the ground. Loki laughs as he does the same, pushing me up against the wall, kissing and sucking on my neck, causing my hands and nails to slide down his back, Loki letting out a little laugh, his breath ticklnig my neck, as he continues lower and lower with his lips.

Loki's voice is raspy as he speaks, looking up at me with thise lusty eyes of his. "Oh, this is going to be such fun, don't you agree Rogers?"