Centuries being left alone and exploited left Y/n feeling cold hearted and empty. After being recruited by the Avengers she felt some pride, finally at home. And she was determined to break down the Trickster God's icy facade she knew all too well.
...
Loki seemed to be lost for words. His eyes trailed along your figure in amazement. To say you looked good would be a horrible understatement, he doubt there was even a word to describe how he felt in this moment. The goofy smile you gave as you held up the horns on your head sent a spark through him.
"You guys look amazing!"
"I would have preferred the playboy costume," Tony grumbles teasingly.
"And you will get it when Pepper arrives in it,"
Tony chokes in his drink and gets up. "Excuse me,"
"Honestly, I need my own cape," Wanda spins around childishly before settling next to Vision who was dressed and an Android.
"I've got to admit, I find these annoying," Nat keeps pushing up her spectacles.
"You guys complain too much, I think this is great! I might put Loki out of business," sending a wink to the god he seems to stutter over his words.
"You were complaining about the leather before," Wanda recalls.
"Yeah, but it's leather, this shit sticks to the skin," you fiddle with your gloves which caused your helmet to fall in front of your eyes.
"Ready to complain yet?"
"I'll complain when I have to get this costume off me," balancing the horns on your head you pick up your sceptre. "But for now, I need some photos," you take the girls away from their partners and drag them to the balcony.
"Are you alright, brother?" Thor asks with a smirk.
"I'm... I'm quite alright," Loki kept his fixed on you as you talked with the others, striking powerful poses before bursting into a fit of giggles. He met your gaze, you sending him a small wave which he returned absentmindedly.
"Alright, ladies, time for drinks," Nat announces when they return.
"You know what to do, Thor," The god nods and pours his liquor into glasses for you and the soldiers. "Happy Halloween!" You take the shot and shake off the burning feeling in your throat. 'Girls talk boys' comes on the speakers which makes you take off your helmet and place the sceptre down.
"You know the rules, everyone dances," you take Steve's hand and take him onto the dance floor, up clipping your cape and letting it fall to the ground.
"She may be centuries old but god is she a light weight," Nat chuckles.
Anger bubbled inside Loki as he watched your arms hold Steve's. "Don't be jealous, she just dances to embarrass him," Bucky clinks glasses with Loki's.
"I'm not jealous,"
"And I don't have a metal arm," Bucky laughs as Sam downs a drink.
~~~
Drink after drink it seemed that Thor was not running out of alcohol any time soon. The soldiers talked with their war buddies as Tony flirted with a potted plant. Thor told stories of his battles to those interested, and you? Well you were dancing your heart out with whoever was around.
The trickster sat on his chair, watching you put your hands on Wanda and swaying your hips. All turned sour when he saw a man place his hands on your waist. With his eyes now dark and menacing he stalked over towards the two of you.
Using an illusion he led the man away from you. When a pout fell on your lips, he placed his hands on your sides.
"Haven't you had enough to drink, my dove?" He mumbles into your ear.
"I'm not sure~" you slur, moving his hands to embrace you tighter. Moving in sync with his body, Loki rolled his eyes at your playful demeanour.
"Are you trying to get something out of this?" Loki purrs into your ear.
"Why? Is it doing something?" You spin and face him. "Because if it is, yes, if it's not..." you walk your fingers along his chest and to his cheek. "Maybe I should try a little harder,"
Loki's heart raced as you leaned up and kissed his jawline. "Darling," he warned.
"I don't think I've complemented you on your choice of costume," you pulled his collar down. "I think you make a very sexy Vampire,"
"You think so?" He grins down at you, running his hand through your hair.
"I really do... my king~" Loki's eyes glinted with lust as he took your hand.
"Come with me, darling..."
"Where are we going?" You giggle.
"Well... every king needs a queen, and I'm gonna make you feel like one," he growls in your ear.
~~~
Appearing in his bedroom he fiddled in his closet and took out a dress shirt of his. "Put this on," Loki turns to you. With a smirk you take off your costume and stalk over with a grin.
"Like what you see?" Loki let his eyes wander along your curves, taking into memory every inch.
"I do," he slips his shirt over you and hoists you up, your legs wrapping around his torso. Your lips grazed over his neck, planting soft kisses up and down. Loki held in his breath as he opened your bedroom door and placed you on the bed. He watched as your eyes dropped, your body relaxing under the soft sheets and cloud like pillows.
"Soft..." you mumble.
"Goodnight," swiftly leaving, he shut the door behind him and let out a shaky breath, running his hand across his neck. Unbuttoning his shirt when inside his room he discarded the costume to the side and landed face flat on his bed, shimmering his pyjama pants on.
Facing the heavens with his eyes sealed shut he crawled under the covers and tossed his hair around. Unable to shake the feeling you left behind. The door creaked open and you walked in with a skip.
"Y/n? Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"I am going to bed," you lift the blanket and settle next to him.
"You should be in your bed, my dove,"
"Technically I decorated this room so this is my bed," Loki couldn't argue with that as he watched you cuddle closer to him.
Your breathing steadied as you listened to his heartbeat. Eyes closing slowly, the lights from the New York skyline illuminating the room.
~~~
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