A Silver Tongue and a Heart of Gold (lokixreader)

  Down the hall in his room Loki sat on the edge of his bed with his head in his hand while the other rested on his knee. "What in Laufey's name did I just do?" He mused to himself. The confused God nit only surprised his, "captive," but also himself. He probably surprised himself more than he did (y/n). Loki sat there in thought, not saying a word. He a mixture of emotions: confusion, frustration, pity... and desire for more. "No!" He yelled to himself in frustration. "Damn it to hell!"

  (Y/n) shook her head to try and clear her thoughts. She went back to her room immediately after. She closed the door and marched straight to her desk to write again. Hoping it would clear her mind of the recent events.

  After a few hours, around ten at night, (Y/n) stopped writing and decided to go out to the main room down the hall. She wanted to be distracted from her writing or else she would be up all night typing and not get any sleep for the next day. She sighed and closed the laptop, then backed out of the dest in her black swivel chair and turned to stand up. She took a moment to stretch and yawn, then made her way to the door. 

  As she opened the door and walked out she ran right into Loki. Crashing into his chest. Both of them jumping back in shock. "Sorry I didnt see you there." She says calmly as she fixed her hair, looking down at her feet. He turned his head and walked off, only saying, "You should be," in an annoyed tone. (Y/n) looked at him confused as he walked off. "What the hell is up with him?" She mused to herself.

  Moments earlier, when Loki left his room, he had planned on going to see (y/n) to tell her to be ready at dawn the next morning for more trailing. As the god stepped out of his room and made his way down the hall, he couldnt help but keep playing over that little scene in the kitchen. He shook his head as he tried to forget it. Feeling embarrassed (of course he wouldnt admit to that either) he did something so ridiculous. And to a mortal? Did the heat of the day from the training earlier get to him? He tried to shake these thoughts out of his mind. However, what snapped him back to reality was also what made him a bit more embarrassed than he was moments ago. He stood in front of her white door as he was about to knock on it, when (y/n) opened it and walked straight into the tall lean figure that was Loki. (Y/n), with her cute figure and little squeak of surprise ran right into his chest. He didnt realize it at the time, but he blushed. Heavily. The two jumped back in surprise, as the close contact reminded them both of the hug from earlier. He looked away immediately, just as she apologized, then walked off after snapping back in an annoyed tone. He had heard her quiet comment and tried to ignore it as he walked to his little library. Only he couldn't ignore it. He felt another small pang of guilt as he played both comments over in his mind. "STOP IT!" He yells in his thoughts. "Why should I ever feel anything towards another? Especially a low life mortal! She's nothing! Her life is no more than dust in the wind! She's just a pawn. Nothing more... I have to focus and stay on track of my plans for this world." He thinks, trying to reassure himself that he hasn't been weakened by a mortal girl. No, absolutely not. There is no way a god of Asgard could ever soften or be softened by a human. A Midgardian... could he?

  (Y/n) watched the annoyed god walk off to the library. He closed the door behind him with the curtains on the french doors pulled down, so she couldn't see inside. She rolled her eyes, thinking he was being over dramatic, and leaned against the wall in the hallway. Thinking about what she would rather do to get her mind off things again. "Hmm... maybe I just soak a bit in the tub. That usually helps."

  With that, (y/n) pushed herself off the wall and went back to her room to retrieve her favorite things for a relaxing bath. A good book, (f/scented) candle, a hair tie to pull her hair into a bun or short pony tail, and her favorite bath soaps and scented bubble bath. She put everything in a small light brown woven basket and carried them to the bathroom.

  The bathroom was very nice and had a calming atmosphere to it. It looked like something out a magazine! The tile floors were a shinny smooth white, that covered the entire room. The room was very large. Which made it big enough to fit a large walk in corner shower, that could easily fit ten people. The large square tiles in the shower were a neutral mix of colors, consisting of light brown, a very small hit of white, light tan and beige. The shower was completed with a circular spout in the center of the ceiling of the shower. Making the water look like rain when it was turned on. She looked over at the rest of the bathroom to see a long counter that was on the opposite wall of the shower, with two smooth white square sinks that sat above the counter and had a large, long mirror that sat on the wall the counter was on. (The counder was made of the same tiles as that of the shower but smoother) Finally, she found what she was looking for. Up against the back wall, when she first walked in was a big bathtub that could fit two, sitting up against two  beautiful floor to ceiling window with brown long curtains. The tub was a smooth white with victorian looking bronze knobs and a curved over spout that sat on the side edge of the tub. Thankfully there was a built up small wall that went around the tub, (the tiles matched those in the shower) with cabinets underneath. Probably were the towels and wash cloths were.

  She headed over to the spot and set her basket on the wall that stuck out about two feet, then pulled out the towel from underneath. "Oh I almost forgot!" She smiled as she remembered. She left the bathroom and returned about a few minutes later with a wine glass and a bottle of (f/wine) she kept hidden in her room. She also was carrying her phone with a small speaker and placed everything on the wall. After a few minutes of preparing she finally had everything set. The warm water in the tub was covered in bubbles and had bath salts as well. Her wine glass was filled and sat next to her book. In the background her phone was playing music. Somthing calming and relaxing. Her hair was pulled back, leaving small strands hang over her forehead on the side. She stripped down and got in the tub after lighting the candle. She spent the next hour soaking, reading her book, and sipping her wine. Perfectly relaxed with the lights dimmed and candle lit, with the moonlight being bright enough for her to read.

  Down the hall, Loki spent enough time reading in the library. He got up from the armchair and closed his book. Placing it to the side on the coffee table. He took a moment to stretch before he started walking out. After thinking it over, when he first arrived in the library an hour ago, he decided to go see (y/n) and talk over the recent events of that evening. He first walked down the hall to her room. Her door was open, and her room was void of her presence. Only her cat sat on the bed. He looked around again to be sure, then left. Loki assumed that perhaps she was in the kitchen. He started to make his way down the hall, when he decided to make a small stop in the bathroom first, just to make sure he wasnt blushing again from the thoughts of that awkward hug.

  In the bathroom, (y/n) had gotten out of the tub and cleaned up her things. She was wrapped in a short white towel that came down to her mid thigh. She turned to pick up her things and placed the basket and wine on the counter. Stopping to dab her face. She sat the things there and thought it would be best to get dressed in fresh clothes before making two trips to clear her things.

  Assuming Loki was still in the library she headed to the door.

  Assuming (y/n) was in the kitchen again, Loki opened the door and walked in.

  The two collided into each other again, onlu this time Loki slipped on the smooth tiles under his bare feet and fell forward on the ground. With (y/n) underneat. She held the back of her head with her eyes closed in a bit of pain while he looked very shocked at her, blushing heavier than he did earlier. Her towel was pulled a little leaving a an inch wide gap up her side where the towel once touched. Making the side of her left breast partly visible. 

  "Ow... god what the hell just-" she froze when she opened her eyes and noticed him. Her immediate blush matching his. Soon after, an exchange of shouts begin with her starting. 

"... WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!"

"ME?! WHY ARE YOU HERE?! AND WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!"

"I WAS TAKING A BATH! DONT YOU PEOPLE BATHE IN ASGARD?!"

"WELL WHY WASNT THE DOOR LOCKED?!"

"WHY DID YOU BARGE IN?!"

  One question after another came out in shouts as their words toppled over each others. 

  It wasnt until she tried to lean up when Loki realised he made a big mistake. When he fell and pushed himself up, one hand was on the floor by her side while the other was on her breast. He felt her move up as her breast pushed into his hand. Making him turn three shades of red darker and her furious. 

"YOU PERVERT! YOURE SUCH AN OPPORTUNIST!"

"I DIDNT DO THAT ON PURPOSE!"

"THEN STOP GROPING ME AND GET OUT!"

"YOU DONT HAVE TO TELL ME! THATS WHAT I WAS DOING!"

He took his hand off immediately, but his hand was what kept the towel still on her when she leaned up. When he removed his hand the towel fell and both of them were easily ten times morr embarrassed than they were a moment again. She screamed and covered herself with her arms, just as he fell back from her scream.

"YOU ARE SUCH A DOG!" 

  She punched him as hard as she could, knowing he would be left with a black eye. Then rewrapped the towel as she ran out of the room. Leaving Loki on the floor.