Y/N POV
I run down the halls, my feet only barely making noise as they hit the stone floor.

The sound of footsteps causes me to panic. I quickly round the corner and go still.

I try to stay quiet as my breathing comes heavily.

"Oh come now, y/n," Loki's voice echos, "you know you can't hide from me." I can hear the smirk in his voice.

I quietly continue down the hall and peek around the corner.

The door.
My exit.
My freedom.

It's so close, almost daring me to try.

I pull back around the corner and look behind me, listening to the distant footfalls.

Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I make my decision.
I'll make a run for it, he's far enough away that I can make it.

I take one more breath, open my eyes, and dash around the corner.

I immediately run into something and fall back on my ass, the cold stone freezing against my exposed skin.

My gaze falls on a set of feet before me and shift upwards across a muscular abdomen and chest and to the chiseled features of Loki's face. He wears that smirk, the one that drives me insane, as he towers over me, knowing he's won.

"Not trying to run out on me are you, my dear?" He asks, menace lacing his voice.

I shake my head vigorously.

"Good," he holds his hand out for me to take, "let's go back to bed then, my dear."

I take his hand and let him carry me bridle style back to his chambers, the chamber he insists that I share with him.

I've been her for nearly four months now, and I still haven't been able to escape. I came close once, I was out the door and nearly made it through the forest before he caught me.

I shudder at the thought of what happened that night.

"Sorry," I murmur as I wrap my arms around his neck, trying to think of a way to keep him from being as mad. I can smell the scent of pine and woodsmoke on his skin.

"It's alright, Love," he says, softly caressing my back with his thumb.

I cringe at the pet name but bite my tongue.

He carries me up stairs like I weigh nothing. At this point I may very well weigh almost nothing, I've barely eaten while I've been here, perhaps trying to guilt trip him into taking me home. But, I'm still stuck here.

He opens the door, closing it behind him with his foot, and takes me over to the bed. He places me down gently then lays beside me.

I feel his hands snake around my waist and pull me closer to him, his bare chest against my back.

I take a deep breath, every muscle in my body screaming at me.

This is wrong. I shouldn't feel comfortable and warm in his arms. So why do I?

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LOKI'S POV
I pull her body closer to mine, breathing in her scent of vanilla and jasmine.

I feel her hand drape over mine. I take the opportunity to lace my fingers with hers and her body tenses, the muscles in her back stiff and straight.

I loosen my grip, allowing her to pull away from me if she wanted to, but she doesn't, she stays put.

She finally relaxes after a moment or two.

I lay my head against hers, my lips ghosting her ear.

"You are mine," I say, "I will never let you go, my dear."

She sniffs as if she's crying and I let out a sigh.

Please. Just be mine.

Next morning

I awake to the sound of my phone ringing. My eyes groggily open, looking towards the window.

The sun is just rising, who the hell is calling me at this hour?

I look down to y/n. She must have rolled over in her sleep. Her head now rests on my chest, strands of hair obscuring her face.

She looks so innocent and peaceful.

I notice that her arm now resides around my abdomen.

My phone goes silent at I continue to watch the beauty that lays before me.

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Y/N POV
I feel someone brush away hair from my face, and partial open my eyes. I can blurrily make out the god sitting beside me.

The sun streaming in through the window, perfectly highlighting his features. My vision clears and I can't look away as his eyes bore into mine.

His hand slides down my cheek.

"Good morning my dear," he whispers as his hand finds my jaw and neck, pulling me closer.

I can feel his warm breath as his lips ghost mine, teasingly.

I need to pull away.

My body doesn't listen.

I close the distance between our lips, connecting them in a fierce and lustful kiss.

His hand makes its way down my side, settling in my waist, his fingers going below the fabric of my underwear. I gasp slightly as he squeezes my hip, giving him access.

His tongue explores every corner of my mouth as his free hand now hold my head still, embedding his fingers in my hair. My leg moves of its own accord and hooks onto his hip, which he gratefully uses to pull me even closer.

His large, warm hand on my thigh causes my arousal to grow stronger.

He ricks his hips against mine, making me feel his erection against my womanhood.

I moan escapes my throat, as he does it again. He pulls his lips away from mine as we gasp for air, resting his forehead on mine.

He rocks his hips again but with more force. I squeeze my eyes shut and bite my lip to keep from moaning again as he pulls my hips closer, increasing the friction.

I nearly bite my lip off trying to keep quiet, but he pulls my lip out with his thumb.

"Look at me."

I keep my eyes closed.

He rocks his hips again, causing a moan to erupt from my lips.

"Looks at me."

I open my eyes and pier into his.

He only holds eye contact for a few seconds before devouring my lips again, repeating his movements as he does.

His phone begins to ring from his nightstand and he pulls away with a frustrated growl.

I quickly separate our bodies as he reaches for the phone, turning my back to him.

What the hell was I thinking?
What the hell was I doing?

"What?" He snaps at the person that interrupted.

He goes quiet, listening to whatever they are saying on the other end.

"Fine. I'll be there soon."

The bed shifts as he gets up.

I listen to the sound of him dressing himself before leaving the room.

I'm not sure how to feel.
Mad that he didn't say anything to me.
Or relieved that he didn't make me humiliate myself more than I already have.

I lay in the bed long after I heard the front door close.

What was that doing?
Why did I let him do that?
And why was I enjoying it?

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