Aftershock

Let it Go

Perseus

"Go away."

Loki rolled his eyes before smirking,"Do you not care for my presence, Perseus?"

"Not when I'm trying to piss." I hissed at him.

He grinned and leaned closer, whispering heatedly in my ear,"Make me."

The feeling of arousal struck my veins and heat pooled in my lower stomach. The burning feeling spread until it reached my groin, forcing my body to respond by not relieving myself. I groaned and desperately tried to push the pee I had stored up from the gallons of water I drank out of my body, but it was in vain. It was physically impossible to be aroused and piss at the same time because they both use the same pipe.

"Loki!" I growled,"Go. Away."

He just chuckled and raised his arm, which cause mine to rise as well. There a shiny metal dug into my left carpal and his right, connecting us to each other. Handcuffs, not ordinary handcuffs, special ones that prevented the use of his magic and my powers, were clinging to our arms and locking us together. Embarrassingly enough though, they weren't the enemy's idea, well they were, but not their idea to have them made.

Somehow they caught us when we were sleeping and found them without waking us up. They slapped them on our wrists after figuring out what the runes on it meant. Not the best way to wake up, especially when you weren't wearing clothes. I grimaced as I remembered the sickening jeers that reminded me of the past.

The sound of metal on metal awoke me from my sleep. I jerked and my head slammed into Loki's chest, waking him as well. I heard subdued snickers, and before I knew it, rough hands were gripping my bicep and pulling me off the bed. I moaned as Loki slid out of me, drawing more snickers that I immediately hated.

I fell off the bed, the cold air clashing with my warm skin. I felt my left arm tugged behind me, so I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and turned to look. Loki seemed just as disoriented as I did, his bare chest glistening brightly while his hair was sticking up crazily. My eyes found the reason my arm was doing its thing, our handcuffs had chained us together.

That jerked me into action. Sleep instantly left my body and I was wide awake. I went into Agent mode, and snapped my head up to observe my surroundings. About twenty men were crowded in Loki and my room, all armed to the teeth. Oddly enough, they were all quiet and standing as still as they possibly could. This was a kidnapping, they weren't trying to destroy or bring attention to themselves.

I tried to stand, but my feet were kicked out and I was dropped onto my face. When I went to rise, the cold barrel of a gun was pushed into the small part of my back. I froze my movements, hearing Loki's low growl at their actions. Closing my eyes, I felt for my powers, not surprised when I felt nothing. A dark chuckle made the hairs on the back of my neck rise.

"Perseus Jackson." The person commented smugly,"What a way to meet."

I gritted my teeth as someone nudged my bare ass with their dirty shoe. I was incredibly tense, and couldn't shake the stiff feeling from my body. I was too vulnerable, especially as an Agent of SHIELD. It was uncomfortable and shameful. I should've been prepared as usual, but now I couldn't stop either of us from being taken or hurt.

"Captain, the Avengers are waking up." One of the declared,"We've got to go."

"Well you heard them, Perseus." The guy holding the gun sneered,"Time to go."

I was pulled to my feet and the gun pressed harder into my back to remind me of the danger. Then Loki and I were pushed roughly towards the door. I thought as fast as I could about what I could do to counter this. As we passed my cabinet, an idea popped into my mind.