They reached home covered in snow from head to toe. Loki was still furious over what had happened at the supermarket. Sigyn was sneezing and shivering as she picked up the groceries and took them to the kitchen.

"Loki, you go up to your r-room; take a hot bath and relax ok? I'll put away the groceries and bring you some hot cocoa," she said as she turned up the thermostat.

Loki stormed off to his room and Sigyn sighed in relief before getting back to the groceries. She filled up the fridge first, and then set the cabinets. After twenty minutes of putting away groceries, she was finally starting the hot cocoa when she heard loud crashes coming from upstairs. Sigyn dropped everything and rushed to Loki. Clearly he hadn't chosen to take a bath, idiot!

She had to duck just when she opened the door as a book flew over her head and out the room. Sigyn stood up and her jaw dropped: the room had its own snow storm going, and most of the furniture was in shambles and pieces. Instead of getting scared, she grew mad.

"Hey!" she shouted at the top of her lungs as she made her way to Loki.

"What do you think you're doing?!" she touched his shoulder and he flashed around. Sigyn snapped back her hand as his skin went from the icy blue back to regular skin, but his eyes were as red as the beets she had bought for salad.

"This is my home, so if you want to vent out your anger, go in the middle of the desert, not my house, which I had to build up from scratch. Ugh!" Sigyn exclaimed as she turned away and grabbed her hair.

"I don't even know why I took you in! I should just...I could-"

"You could do nothing to me, mortal!" Loki said in a rough voice as he grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him. Noticing her step back with every foot he took forward, a grin came over him, and his tone fell light.

"I do not fear you threats," he said smirk-ly, standing at arm's length from her, almost towering.

"Considering you're still weak, maybe you should," Sigyn spoke over her breath, following her threat with a slap on his cheek, which felt good to her, and the snow storm behind literally fell to the floor. Loki tilted his head down to the side, surprised at the first blow, but he swiftly thwarted the next.

Sigyn didn't like feeling powerless for that one second, and swung her hand to hit him again, futile though, as Loki caught her wrist and pinned it behind her back as her other hand followed suit. Her now shaking figure was pressed against the prince's, who collected both her hands in one of his to pull back a stray hair with his free hand and set it behind her ear.

Loki's smirk grew, and he lowered his head to hers. After laughing at the floor, he looked up at her;

"What next, warrior Sigyn?" he teased her. Sigyn opened her mouth to talk, but no words followed. Loki's now green eyes shifted to her naturally pink and pouted lips, which were shivering after their recent play.

He brought up his chin and placed his stable lips on her quivering lower lip, closing his eyes as he took in the warmth. He felt Sigyn move back just a hair, but he brought his free hand to the sultry curve of her abdomen, limiting the space between them as he switched the kiss.

Sigyn felt his grip on her wrists loosen, and quickly took the chance to free them, but she wasn't aware when they had chosen to place themselves against Loki's thin clothed chest. Her logical mind screamed at them to push him away, but they defied every order and slid up his very rigid front.

A glow subconsciously lit inside Loki as he felt her small hands against his chest. He wanted to smile as he kissed her, but suppressed it, not knowing whether she would pull away. Rather, he deepened the kiss as she loosened herself in his arms, making his hands travel to her back to keep her from falling.

The human girl clasped her long fingers behind the alien prince's neck, who responded by pushing his tongue inside her mouth, which she gladly accepted. Loki deepened the kiss further, pushing her gently against the wall; her moan answered by his groan. Loki cupped the hem of her top between his palm and fingers, but his pull was cut short by the doorbell.

Loki grunted his disappointment, pulling away his mouth from hers as Sigyn's eyes flew open and her fingers unclasped, the bases of her palms resting on the crooks of his neck. He hated that he had been interrupted; hated more the fact that he had no control over what he was doing. He let go of her and chuckled;

"That's very rude of them to interrupt," he smirked.

Sigyn loudly cleared her throat and fixed her shirt as the doorbell rang again.

"I...I will go see who...who is at the door."

"You do that." Loki said, finally making his way to the bathroom as Sigyn stood in her position, lost in thought till the doorbell brought her downstairs.