Packless Monsters

Chapter 49

 Loki was still reclining against the pillows on the bed, absently petting your head in his lap. "Well, darling, now that that question has been settled, shall we get out of this saferoom? I'm sure we can go to the park or something so you can at least spend some time outside," he suggested. He didn't like that you had gone through all of this trouble to take care of him all month, especially to the detriment of your own needs.

You sat up and shook your head firmly, growling softly to shoot that idea down quickly.

He raised an eyebrow, surprised that you were actually growling at him. "The question is answered correct? Surely it's safe to leave. I know you'rein control of your wolf," you shook your head more firmly and growled again, louder. You couldn't leave the saferoom until dawn. He looked even more surprised at that. You really didn't usually growl at him, but you had to make your point very clear this time. "Easy, little wolf," he told you gently, running a comforting hand down your head and neck. He sighed. "Oh how I wish my telepathic abilities worked on you when you're in this form," he lamented, but you could see his excitement too. He loved the game of translate the werewolf, he had since the day you met. Unfortunately you only had three real answers for his questions: yes, no, and rephrase the question, so the game was frustrating on your end.

"It is safe to say I am not turning into a werewolf, yes?" you nodded agreement and licked his cheek. "Yes, yes, I love you too," he told you, distracted by his game. You snorted in laughter. "But we cannot leave this room?" you nodded again. "You said the doors would not open again until dawn, but that is no issue," you growled at that. Very insistent no."Or maybe it is..." he said dryly. "Darling, I have magic, I can teleport us out of here..." You growled. Stupid god, you couldn't leave this saferoom until dawn. "Something bad will happen if we leave before dawn?" he asked after a long pause. You nodded. He sighed. "Care to tell me what?" You lunged forward, but slowly enough that he would know that you were giving him an answer, and snapped your jaws around his arm, stopping before your teeth actually touched him. "We'll be attacked?" he asked when you sat back again. You raised a paw and poked him in the middle of the chest. "Ah, I'll be attacked. Our lovely teammates will decide if they see us before dawn that I am out of control and gotten past you and your safeguards?" you nodded and licked his cheek.

"Well that's bothersome," he replied, sighing heavily. "So how do I keep a bored little werewolf entertained all evening while she's cooped up inside?" You scoffed and rolled your eyes. You weren't that bad and could survive without playing outside on one full moon. He brushed out your loose fur for you, found a tennis ball to throw for a little while, and played a very short lived game of 'which one's Loki' with a group of illusions. He wasn't pleased when he got tackled on the first try. You could smell the illusions.

At around midnight he decided you were both hungry and made some of the cheeseburgers Tony had stocked the fridge with, just in case. There were also a pair of rabbits hidden in the main room, a sacrifice to be werewolf snacks, but they would get to survive the evening. Clint would be pleased. He'd been trying to rescue them all month. "Do you even like cheeseburgers in wolf form?" Loki asked as he was cooking them in the little kitchen. You wagged your tail and gave him a puppy yip of happiness. He tossed you one of the burgers without cheese, which was more preferable in wolf form.

Loki spent most of the night watching werewolf movies with you, reading and absently petting you while he did. He fell asleep reading a couple hours after your midnight snack, his fingers still wound in your fur, the book open in his lap. It was a nice quiet evening, not a typical full moon, but it was a pleasant evening nonetheless.

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You woke to Loki wrapping a blanket around you. "Hmm?" you asked softly, not awake enough yet to open your eyes, even as Loki lifted you off the bed. You knew his cool touch, his muscled form extremely well and his presence didn't rouse you.