Black Flames<Loki smut>

The spark

Bridgette Seraphine
I was bullied all my life, not for any particular reason either, people around me just seemed to know instinctually that I was different. I knew I was different, but I just wanted to fit in and be like everyone else, with everyone else. The isolation took its toll on my mental state. My parent who adopted me seemed to now regret that they picked up a baby while traveling abroad in europe. They had clearly done it on a whim and now it was too late to ditch me, after all, I was already a teen. Their only solace was that they could keep me heavily medicated and isolate me, raising me for a few more years and I would be 18 and they could be rid of me. Thats just what they did. My mental anguish grew at the treatment I had suffered for so many years. Despite everything I had been through, never once had I retaliated. I just hoped one day people would accept me. The day I turned 18 I was expelled from my family and with a backpack of my things and money I had saved for years I made my way into the world. I noticed a strange light in the sky and just as I stopped to observe the strange occurrence the ground beneath my feet vanished and I was falling. I fell and eventually landed in a forest. Somehow I had not been harmed in the fall but I was very sore. I walked and noticed how beautiful the nature here was. I felt a connection of some type flowing through me. Suddenly I was stopped by men with spears and strange golden armor. They demanded to know who I was and what I was doing. As I explained myself they whispered to each other and snatched me up. They drug me to a huge golden palace and dumped me before a old guy on a throne. I explained my situation and the old man seemed angry at me. Like the sudden portal was my fault. He was about to have me locked away when his wife spoke up. I looked at her and she was beautiful. She insisted I be treated as a guest and so I was. I was taken to a room and locked in. Some guest treatment. I was fed and tended to and brought changes of clothes, like the kind they wore. Of course the women all had to wear dresses, no pants. If they expected me to behave like a lady just because they forced me into a dress they were wrong. I did as I pleased once I was let out of the room. My favorite thing to do was read books in their library. They had books on magic. I read them all, learning things at a frightening pace. Though I knew everything they could teach me I had no idea if I could use magic, I was just a human after all. When I tried to put it into practice I was surprised to learn I was already capable of a few basic spells that suited me. Quickly mastering fire, and shadow magic. I learned to manipulate the flames to form small animals at first and then slowly larger animals. One day I hoped to make a full sized dragon. I kept my talents to myself though as people here still didn't trust me and I got lots of dirty looks and whispers behind my back. What had I ever done to these people? Still I tolerated it. Then the old man or King Odin as I was informed had a feast to welcome back home his two sons. Of course as a semi-permanent resident of the castle now I naturally was expected to attend. Thats where I met him. The god of mischief, Loki. He was easily the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes one. Lines from the many adult novels I had read flittered through my mind, seeming to describe him to me. I kindly thanked my subconscious for the descriptive help and went back to feasting my eyes. My teal eyes watched him until the announcement to be seated. As we sat I felt eyes on me. His eyes. Loki. I couldn't hear the conversation around me, nor could I taste my food. Only Loki seemed to be in my senses. I have never felt anything like the pull I felt towards him. As crazy as it was it seemed as if he was watching me too. I vaguely noticed when dinner ended and the dance started. But as Loki approached me I snapped out of it. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting you. Which house are you from?" He asked taking my hand in a kiss. I shivered at the sensation as the skin on my hand became hyper aware and ached after he touched it. "Im new here. Im not a noble, Im just...living here in the castle, for reasons unknown to me." I said honestly and he let out a soft chuckle that made my heart flutter spastically. I sucked in a breath and smiled at him while cursing my heart in my mind. 'Stupid heart! Calm the fuck down!' I thought at it hoping it would listen. Loki looked at me amused and asked, "Did you just yell at your heart?" "No." I said lying. "You did, I heard you. Why did you?" He asked insistently. 'Man, he is really curious.' I thought to myself and he smiled again. "That I am. Now answer me." He said, luckily it didn't come a crossed as rude or demanding. "Well, I just need my heart to chill out. Its being spastic." I said feeling clever. "Why?" He asked with a devious smile, determine to get the truth out of me. 'Damn, I though I dodged the issue. Fuck it.' I thought to myself and sighed preparing to suppress my anxiety and be blunt with him. "Well, if you must know Loki, your just too fucking arousing and I cant stand it." I said outright. His eyes widened before he smirked in pleasure, clearly liking the ego boost. "Now if you'll excuse me I have to go crawl into a hole because I've already embarrassed myself and if I stay around you longer I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself by trying to jump you right here and now." I turned to leave, my face completely flushed but Loki grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to him. "I wouldnt mind." He said with a smirk and I groaned and said, "Fuck me." His eyes widened before he smiled and tried to say something but I stopped him, "Clearly that was the wrong choice of words. What I meant was, 'Of course you wouldnt Loki, but I would.' And because I don't have the self control needed to keep your pants on I should go." I said trying to leave again. He still held my wrist but didn't pull me back, "Wait, you havent told me your name." He said almost begging and I felt my self control slipping further at his desperation. "I have a better idea, next time we meet you tell me my name. It will be more fun that way." I said pulling away and rushing back to my room. 'If only we were alone,' I thought to myself, 'I would wouldnt let him leave until I was thoroughly good and fucked.' Unknown to me Loki heard my thoughts and smirked after me.