The music made you sway as you stood in place, your mask strapped to your head, watching as all the beautiful women were dancing with the Asgardian men. All the masks, no one knew who the person they were dancing with was, which made you laugh softly to yourself. Lightly sipping the last bit of your wine you set it on the tray of a passing waiter and made your way out onto the floor, watching the people dance around you.

Suddenly, a pair of arms swept you into a dance and against a firm chest. The man's coat was green, with black embroidery and tails. His trousers were also black but had a silver belt, the undershirt was white, giving the outfit a nice contrast. The way the cold of his hands seemed to seep through your dress made you shiver.

"Twas a shame such a gorgeous woman, standing on the sidelines of this famous Asgardian party..." The man purred in your ear, his voice silky with a slightly seductive tone to it.

The mask covered most of his features, all but his sharp jawline, his thin lips and the tip of his nose. His eyes wandered down your body, admiring your dress as the two of you waltzed about the ballroom and suddenly making you feel slightly subconscious. He chuckled and tilted you backward slightly, leaning forward as he did so, making your bodies mold together. A blush crossed your cheeks, not like anyone could see it because of your mask, though. The dip turned into a spin, which turned into your body being pressed up against his and your arms wrapped around his neck as you rocked ever so slightly back and forth, moving softly with the music. The man's blue eyes locked with yours and time seemed to stop. Everything was focused on you and your dancing partner. His hands stayed at your hips, yours, however, continued up to entangle in his raven hair, playing with the bow that held his mask to his head.

A smirk played on his lips as his head dipped down, leaning in and placing his lips on yours, while the knot that you played with started to come undone. You wanted to know who this mysterious and entrancing man was. Your thoughts were interrupted by his tongue slipping past your lips. 

Oh, glory.

His tongue.

The kiss was just utterly amazing. it left you speechless. Or maybe that came after he pulled away from the kiss and his mask slipped off his face, revealing the person. Everything happened so fast, you weren't entirely sure. The rest of the man's features were suddenly visible as the mask slipped. The cheekbones. His eyebrows. His face turned into an expression of worry.

The man you had just shared a passionate kiss with

was Loki Laufeyson, Prince of Asgard.

"Pr-Prince L-Loki..?" You stuttered, the first you had spoken since he swept you into a dance.

You pulled away from the trickster God's embrace quickly and stumbled backward.

"I'm sorry M'lord... I didn't realize whom I was dancing with..." Looking around, you found everyone's eyes upon you, some on Loki.

Before you could manage to escape, Loki pulled the bow loose from your mask, making it fall ungracefully to the floor. Now everyone could see your embarrassment. Everyone now knew who you were. You would be the talk of the palace. Hel. Even the 9 realms.

"Lady...Lady-" 

"I'm sorry, my Prince... you do not know me..I-" you began, but the Raven haired prince silenced you with another kiss.

"Lady Y/N..." He purred.

Quickly you turned and ran. Your dress flowing smoothly behind you as you began to escape the ballroom. Running down the corridors, you could hear another set of footsteps; someone following you. As you turned to the next corner you caught a glimpse of your pursuer, Loki. He wore a concerned expression, catching up very soon.

Damn these heeled shoes. You cursed as Loki wrapped his arms around, pressing you up against the wall.

"No one escapes me, my lovely Y/N..." He growled, kissing you roughly.

//Ehehe... well that was an anti-climatic ending.... SORRY...

I just could figure out what would happen next, so, use that imagination of yours!!