(Loki X Nebula) We Love Hating Each Other

Yay, It's Thor

  CHAPTER FOUR: YAY, IT'S THOR

I turn him on his stomach, “ah! What are you doing?” I pinned his arms between my legs, grabbing a fist full of his hair. “I find this tactic is the best way to get what I want” I whispered to him. Loki looked at me, he then realized what the purpose was of our position. I brought his head down on the hard floor, I brought his head back up. “Ah, you bitch..” he groaned, “just give in” I reason. “Never” he muttered, I chuckle, leaning into his ear, “I'm okay with that answer.”

I smash his head once more, two more times, third for good measure, I raise his head “c’mon Laufeyson, say it.” I hear Loki take in a breath, “bite me” I pucker my lips “ooh, we've got a fighter… you use to be just a teller,” I slam his head, I swore he yelled at that time. I picked up his head “wanna give it a shot while you're up?” I ask, Loki just glares at me, straining to move his body, I'll admit, he gained some muscle over these years.

“Final chance, silvertongue,” I give out, still no reply. I nod, “suite yourself” I was ‘bout ready to knock the living daystars out of him when. “Wait, wait wait wait. I give,” I hear him mutter, I mean closer to him, “sorry what was that?” I ask, “I, Loki Laufeyson, give to thee.” I thought it over, what a fancy way to say ‘I give in’, I shake my head at him. “Alright then. Now that that's settled,” I let go of Loki's head as it banged on the floor a final time, he started to bend his knees. My body was lifted off the ground, whilst I was still on top of him, “Giddy Up… Horse?”

  Loki groans, “get off me.”

“Excuse me, sir, ma'am?”

 We both froze.

“There is to be no mischief here, especially what you're doing!”

 I then went over the fact that we were in an almost sexual position.

Loki stood on his knees, sending me backwards, falling on the floor, as he looked over at the guard. I too looked over, the guard, dark-skinned, smooth skin, pretty sure everyone here has smooth skin… “Næir?” I ask, I mean it was kinda hard to recognize him with that oversized helmet. The guard gazes at me, lowering his weapon, “Nebula?” He asked me, I wave, “you look different” he comments, “I like your old look better.” I scoff, that was hard to believe, everyone saw a murderer with that look. “Your majesty” he says, turning his attention to Loki, causing the mischievous one to tilt his head in confusion. Næir chuckles, “you think you're clever, don't you. Clever enough to undermine a guard that observes everything?”

Loki and I are illuminated back to our respective looks, well… Loki just put back on his pajamas. “There hasn't been a riot yet,” Loki informs, still in his confusion, Næir shrugs “You haven't done anything bad, or for the ill-being of Asgard. Therefore, no riot.”

Næir’s stance changed to relaxed, and his face changed into a frown, “though I disapprove of you trying to banish Heimdall, as he was forced into hiding. What the hell is wrong with you?”

 I smiled at his sudden outburst, Loki crossing his arms “watch it.”

“No, sir, you tried to banish a man who could see the whole universe, don't you think that's a little stupid. What if danger comes, huh? Heimdall could prevent that. No offense your majesty but you're an idiot.” Næir took in a breath, Loki didn't look pleased with someone questioning his authority.

“What do you want?” Loki snapped. Næir put his weapon at stand, “you- are your fingers broken?” His face showed terror, “and- and your foot?” I raise my hand, my fingers breaking back in place. My foot snapped back proper, Næir gagged at the sight, Loki wincing.