Beneath Me 》 Loki Laufeyson《 [UNDER HEAVY EDITING]

7. 》Like It or Not《

"Make yourself at home," Loki said, opening the door of his room and revealing his... modifications.

Kara's jaw dropped. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she noticed the majestic furniture that decorated the god's room. It looked like Loki brought Asgard to Earth. 

The first thing that actually caught her eye was the king-sized bed fixed in the middle of the room. It had emerald linen sheets and golden pillows.

Surprisingly, she found it beautiful. The only downside of this room is the person she had to share it with - him. Him of all people.

He noticed how she quietly examined his room, and though he won't admit it, he felt a bit self-conscious about what she thought of it -  like a little boy who was showing a self-made portrait he had drawn to his mother.

"Do you like it?", Loki finally asked, breaking the silence.

Kara wanted to say 'yes', but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. He was Loki, after all. Everything that happened between them - the good and the bad - still lingered in the depths of her memories. She turned around to face him with an unimpressed expression.

"It's alright, I guess.", she replied, taking one last look at her surroundings, then met his gaze. Loki smirked in response.

"I suppose you better accustom yourself since you'll be sleeping here... with me," he emphasized the last part with a teasing smile. Kara shook her head.

"Can't you like, make another bed out of magic so I don't have to sleep with you?", she said, obviously irritated.

Loki laughed.

"Why? Was I not a good cuddler back then?", he inquired, winking at her. Kara was flushed.

"Can you please not bring back the past? I'm so over it," she replied, rolling her eyes and turned her back on him. She wanted to avoid him as much as possible, so she thought of distracting herself through studying the contents of his room. She walked towards one of the closets, admiring the elegant clothes that were hung, unaware that Loki was approaching her from behind.

Kara's breath hitched in her throat when she felt his intimidating presence and his hot breath fanning her ear.

"Are you, truly?", Loki questioned, deliberately making his voice sound even lower.

"What the f**k are you doing?", she asked in irritation as she felt a lump growing in her throat. 

Loki knew what he was doing, and how he still affected her. The thought of doing so made him smile to himself. He loved the fact that he could still make her feel this way, after all these years. He cautiously raised his hand up to her shoulder, slowly turning her around to face him. 

Kara's hands were shaking a bit, possibly due to her heart now beating rapidly at his soft touch. It has been years since they were this close, and she didn't know how to react. 

She sighed at the feeling. What was going on with her?

Kara's senses finally grounded her back to reality, so she aggressively pushed him away and swiftly put her hands around his neck, pushing him against one of the seven-foot tall wardrobe.

Loki was shamelessly turned on by this.

"Listen, Laufeyson. I am not going to fall victim to your silver tongue like I did before. The 'Kara' who was all lovey-dovey and weak is gone, and she's never coming back," she spoke menacingly as her grip on him tightened. Despite all of this, the god just smiled.

He had the nerve to f**king smile.

"You better stay away from me or else-"

She was cut off by her hands being pulled away and her body being slammed on the floor. Kara immediately tried to get up, but a dagger on her neck forced her to lay back down.

Loki was now on top of her, his dagger dangerously tracing circles around her neck. The young lady gulped. She did need to train.

"You must have forgotten, my love. I'm the one in charge here. You will obey every command I give you...", he leaned closer to her. "...whether you like it or not. But, I am quite certain that you will like it."

Kara was breathing heavily, nervous at how close their faces were. The last time he had a knife to her neck- sh*t, she didn't even want to remember.

Loki looked satisfied with her reaction, so he stood up and shoved his dagger in his pocket, stretching his hand out for her to take.

Of course, being the stubborn woman she is, Kara refused to take his hand and stood up herself. The God of Mischief chuckled at this.

"Uhh..." a voice was heard from the other side of the door after a loud knock, effectively startling the both of them. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but they said we've gotta eat", Barton continued. 

"Noted, Agent Barton", Loki replied, hoping Clint wouldn't enter his room. Fortunately, the agent didn't, and left without another word.

Loki walked towards the door, but stopped once he realized Kara wasn't following.

"Did you not hear him?"

"I'm not hungry", she responded blankly and crossed her arms over her chest. Loki rolled his eyes.

"You will eat dinner," he spoke, his words sounding much more demanding than he intended.

"N. O. No", she challenged and squinted her eyes at him. 

In a few seconds, she was lifted off the ground and carried bridal style out of the room. Kara hit his chest repeatedly.

"Put me down, you insignificant-"

"Hit me and insult me again, I'll kiss you," he stated. Before another word regretfully escaped her lips, Kara blinked several times and shut up instantly.

They reached the dining room only to find everyone was already there and apparently waiting for them. The Avengers furrowed their eyebrows at the bizarre state that Kara was in.

"Aww. It's only the first day and Reindeer Games here already swept her off her feet," Tony commented as he popped a candy into his mouth. Thor was beyond amused.

"I am not.", Kara replied as she was forcefully sat on one of the chairs, the God of Mischief sitting beside her.

"Finally. Can we eat now?", Natasha whined as she took a spoonful of mashed potatoes on her plate, and the Avengers laughed as they followed her example.