Loki broke the kiss. You looked at him, biting your lip nervously. Your eyes trailed off to the ground, only to see your reflection in it. Your eyes shot back up. Loki was no where to be seen.

'Loki?' you spoke. He didn't answer. Was he angry with you? Well, he did gave you a couple of glares earlier, but only for talking to the Grandmaster. You turned on your heel and looked around the room for a while. There was a large couch and a bar, with plenty of drinks on them. You headed towards it and grabbed yourself a drink. You didn't know what is was, but it tasted good. Your mind was racing? And just when you decided to call after Loki again, he showed up.

'There is only one bed,' he announced. You nodded, not understanding why that seemed to be a problem. You know, since a few nights ago... But Loki's grin made you feel comfortable again. 'And the door can be closed,' he continued. While he said that, you poured the liquid down your throat and started blushing. This man was unbelievable. You sighed, relieved that he wasn't angry. He approached you and placed his hand on your hips before he leaned in to kiss you. His actions were gently, lovingly and yet a little rougher than usual, but you didn't mind. He bit down you bottom lip, which caused you to moan softly against his lips. He chuckled. 'What do you think? Are you coming with me to that room or are you just going to keep drinking?' You giggled.

'I am willing to go with you, my king,' you flirted.

When the both of you entered the room, and then he locked it, he threw you onto the bed, stripping you from your clothes. And with a snap of his fingers, his clothes vanished.

'Oh, I am your king. And you will be my queen. Now, be a good girl and do what I desire.' His voice was low, almost a growl, which made you already wet between your legs. He crawled on top of you and silenced your speeding thoughts with a passionate kiss.

One if his hands took a strand of your hair and tugged at it. You moaned into his mouth. He pinned your wrists above your head and broke the kiss.

'Keep them there,' he referred to your wrists. He snapped his fingers and a rope appeared in his hands. He smirked at your shocked face as he used the rope to tie you onto the bedpost. You stared into his beautiful eyes, while biting your bottom lip. Oh dear, this was so wrong... and you knew it. He leaned down to kiss you again. 'Don't worry, love, I will just make you scream.' His voice was a low whisper, vibrating against your lips. The kisses he gave you, trailed off to your neck, where he began sucking like the last time. But it still had the same phenomenal effect on you. His teeth sunk in your skin, with caused you to gasp in silent. 'That's it,' he mumbled. More to himself than to you. One hand slid all the way down to your private parts. Your breathing grew heavier and so did his when he slid one finger in. You moaned, this time loud. A growl escaped his throat as he began playing down there. His fingers moving at a torturing slow pace. You breathed out his name. He hissed. He slipped in another finger to stretch you a bit. You felt his erection grow against your thigh. And not long after he didn't hesitate to slip it inside you. You moaned once again, the loudest one so far. He began thrusting at a steady pace. The tension build up inside of you. You never wanted it to stop and screamed. Your nails dug in his shoulders and while you were being fucked into the mattress. He sped up his actions. Him groaning and you screaming his name multiple times. You felt your was clench, just like the first time, but more intense, while you pulled the handcuffs. They dug a little in your skin but that only caused you more pleasure. You eventually came after a few more thrusts and he did as soon as you did, not wanting to be the first one.

You lay down on the bed with him cuddled up to you. You felt really tired and your eyes started you close. But a knock on the door interrupted you from drifting into sleep. You both looked up. He stiffed a laugh.

'This is not funny!' you tried to yell while you were whispering. 'Look at my hair!' You pointed at your fucked hair. He only chuckled for a while, and eventually snapped his fingers as the knocking grew louder. The both of you were dressed again. You in a black dress and he in his leather attire, which always seemed to look good on him.

'Don't worry, I got this,' he said, standing up and heading towards the door. You followed him. The woman who brought you here, with the name Valkyrie, leaned in the door post.

'Hello,' Valkyrie greeted you. Loki put on an annoyed face.

'What can we do for you?' he asked. He wanted to go straight to the point because he had plans.

'I just came to check up on Y/N,' she waved away his annoyance. You cocked up an eyebrow, not sure why she needed to do that, but her next words made you blush and Loki cringed. 'You screamed.' Her voice was amusing. 'Are you hurt?' You shook you head.

'N-No...,' you stammered. Valkyrie giggled.

'Well, next time, make sure you be quiet. If the Grandmaster catch the two if you, the melt-stick will be in the game.' You could tell by the sound of her voice that the threat wasn't real. Or so you hoped. Valkyrie turned on her heel and left your... appartement? Yes, you'll call it just like that. As quick as possible, Loki shut the door of the room and locked it again.

'Fuck,' he mumbled. You chuckled, slightly humiliated.

'This is the most embarrassing thing someone ever caught me doing,' he complained. You stiffed a laugh.

'I've been through worse,' you stated. He raised an eyebrow.

'Such as?' You shrugged.

'Pepper once caught me and Tony dressed up as an orange and an apple. That was really... embarrassing...' Loki didn't seem to understand why this was worse than being caught now, but he didn't know that you and your dad were being filmed and were on national TV. You had mentally face-palmed yourself and Tony just looked annoyed like he always does. Loki looked at you as if you lost your mind.

'You heard her. Be quiet,' he snarled. You were a bit taken aback with the tone he spoke to you. He grabbed the back of your neck and threw you on the bed again before stripping you from your dress.

'I want you again, but not now. You need to sleep now.' He undressed himself, throwing his clothes onto the floors next to yours and crawled in the bed. He pressed his cold sweaty body against your back as he pulled you closer. He kissed your ear.

'Good night, sweetheart,' he whispered. Butterflies were released in your stomach as he spoke those words.

'Good night, Loki,' you mumbled, completely worn out by him.