Loki's Darling

chapter eleven

Three Months Later...
I wake up to pastel pink flower petals covering the bed. What the heck? I stand up only to see the flower petals covering the floor. There's a note on the dresser addressed to 'My Fair Babygirl.' Ooo, that's a new nickname. I like it. I opened the note and it read, 'Go to the balcony.' I changed into maid form and walked to the balcony. In the time that I've been here, Loki has been teaching me some of his gifts. Clearly, they've been working. When I arrived at the balcony, Loki was standing there looking over the edge.

"Loki, you're not in Odin form." I tried to hide his face from the world.

"Darling, you haven't noticed yet? I have managed to temporarily, for lack of a better word, freeze all of Asgard. Look." He used his finger to guide my head over the balcony and turned me back into myself. Oh my God, he's right. Everyone's stopped moving. They look like wax figures. "Incredible, isn't it?" I nodded in awe. "Speaking of incredible," he grabbed my waist and lifted me up to sit on the edge of the balcony. One false movement and I would be sent over the edge. "Happy birthday." He grinned happily.

"Thank you, my king." I kissed him gently.

"I have been thinking about this balcony for quite some time now. Thinking of things we could on this balcony." He held onto my waist as I wrapped my legs around his. "As you can clearly tell, if you lean back, even a little bit, you'll be falling a very far distance."

"Is this some sort of extreme trust fall?" He giggled at my request.

"Of course not, darling. This is to prevent you from letting go of me. I know you enjoy your hands upon my body."

"Are you suggesting we fuck on this very high ledge?" I bit my lip, I know he likes that.

"I don't suggest things... I demand." His lips crashed against my neck and I draped my arms around his shoulders. Grasping at whatever I could, I let a loud moan escape my lips. He tore away my dress and began to ingest my body. His lips danced upon my delicate skin. I felt myself begin to slip so I grabbed his hair for leverage. Loki snapped and his clothes disappeared from his body. Without warning, he slammed himself into me.

"Loki!" I cried out, partially in pain, but mostly in pleasure. He thrusted slowly, in and out. He held one hand on the small of my back, the other wrapped around my throat.

"You are mine. Do you understand?" I nodded. "Answer me, babygirl."

"Yes... I understand..." I gasped as he shoved himself deeper. "Daddy..." He liked that.

"Good girl," he began to quicken in pace. Every muscle in my body began to tighten. "I am going to make you scream, little one." Loki doesn't lie about things like that. As I reached my climax I screamed. He was right, again. I felt his sweet release enter my body. My cheeks turned red instantly. He removed himself from me and we put our clothes back on.

"That was a great way to get my birthday started off." He giggled and kissed my forehead.

"I'm glad you liked that, darling. Let's get some food. I'm famished." I chuckled.

"Famished. That's a funny word." We walked to the kitchen and Loki made me a breakfast omelette. "Hmm. I haven't had one of these in forever. It's terrific. Here, have a bite." I fed him a bite and he cringed. "You don't like it?"

"It's not my cup of tea, you could say." I ate the rest of it and when I finished Loki sat across from me. "We must talk, darling."

"About what?" I smiled.

"This is your 18th birthday. And you know what that means, don't you?" Uh-oh, what is he getting at.

"On earth, it means I'm a legal adult. What does it mean to you?"

"When you turn 18 on earth, what is it that you can do on earth?" Now, I'm intrigued. What is he doing?

"Um... I can buy cigarettes?" He laughed.

"Is that what's important to you, darling?" I shook my head. "Now, think, love. What can you do once you turn 18?"

"You can buy a gun."

"You're even farther away from what I'm hinting at." I laughed.

"You can pay for college."

"Why would that be important to me?" Good Lord, i'm clueless.

"Um... You can move away from your parents. Is that it? Is this about Steve?" He shook his head. "You can..." Oh no, I think I know what he's getting at. "You can, uh, get married?" He blushed. Oh my, is that it? He got down on one knee. "Oh my God, Loki. Are you..? Are you proposing?" I'm so happy I can't even stay still.

"(y/n), I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes upon you. You are my love, my queen, my darling and now I wish to make you my wife. (y/n) (y/m/n) Rogers, will you please be my-?" I hugged him and we crashed against the floor.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Of course! Yes!" I crashed my lips against his and he wrapped his arms around my waist. "I love you, Loki!" He giggled and kissed me again. I sat up and now I'm sitting on his lap. "Let me see that ring, boy." He slipped the ring on my finger. "Wow... It's lovely..." It was an emerald with a silver branch-like band.

"It's a beautiful ring for an even more beautiful girl." I kissed him again.

"We're gonna be really happy. I love you, Loki."