Loki X Reader: To Be Trusted Ch.5

Loki X Reader: To Be Trusted Ch.5

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 There is swearing, Major fluff, and of course pirate speak.

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                I smile as Tony goes off on me about Loki being a bad guy and how he could use me, and blah blah blah.

                “He could… he could, I don’t know! He’ll do something bad!” Tony rants. I cock an eyebrow and a hip.

                “Tony, have you forgotten? I tried to kill Sean, and you. And I’ve done much worse.” I say devoid of emotion.

                “What do you mean? Our sweet _____ couldn’t do anything like that!” Tony says. Surprisingly the rest of the Avengers are smart enough to just watch. I think some of them are taking bets on who is getting their ass kicked first. I sigh and tell them all of my child hood. They all go real quiet, horrified at my past actions, and my genius of lying and twisting the law to get off scotch free. Steve is the first to speak.

                “Damn. You’re like a female Loki, who stays in the shadows.” I grin.

                “Oh, of course I am. You don’t live the life I did without becoming a monster.” I reply. Enjoying their terror, their disbelief, their sadness.

                “You are no monster _____. How many times do I have to tell you?” Loki speaks, turning back into his regular form. He hugs me and I stay ridged.

                “But I am. I am a monster. I am an eternal darkness. I deserve no one. I deserve death. But death won’t come, and people keep loving me. I hate it.” I say saddened. Loki just hugs me tighter. Tony comes over and hugs me too. Steve follows, a single hug turned into a group hug, with me at its center. I can’t breathe, the world is going blurry. I can’t seem to get any words out, the only thing I feel is love. Love, love, love. With all my mistakes and evilness, and my sins. They still love me. I can’t take it. I want to be hated, I want to repent for the things I’ve done, but no one seems to hate me. I hate myself. I hate myself so much, and yet it still feels like love. I guess it’s true, Hate is just a higher form of love. I just can’t win, can I?  I chuckle a light chuckle, slipping into the mask that is my life. I put on a happy face and apologize. I say I was over reacting. They believe me, Loki is skeptical, but he believes me, if only slightly.

                “Hey there’s a karaoke bar I want to go to. Anyone want to join me?” I ask smiling. I need to sing. I need to get out feelings that are all bottled up. Loki tells me he’s coming by changing his appearance back to the way it was when we left my flat. The rest of the Avengers decide that it’d be nice to get out of the Tower for a while. Tony drives us to the Karaoke Lounge. I immediately go and sign up to sing Determinate by Lemonade Mouth. I down a shot or two of rum before going up.

    “Alright, I’ll be singing Determinate by Lemonade Mouth.” I start sing as the band plays.

    “Trying hard to fight these tears,

    I’m crazy worried.

    Messing with my head this fear,

    I’m so sorry.

    You know you gotta get it out,

    I can’t take it.

    That’s what being friends about,

    I, I wanna cry,

    I can’t deny,

    Tonight I wanna up and hide.

    And yet inside,

    It isn’t right,

    I gotta live in my life.

    I know I,

    I know I gotta do it,

    I know I,

    I know I gotta do it,

    Gotta turn the world into your dance floor,

    Determinate, determinate,

    Push until you can’t,

    And then demand more,

    Determinate, determinate.

    You and me together,

    We can make it better,

    Gotta turn the world into your dance floor,

    Determinate, determinate.

    Hate to feel this way,

    And waste a day,

    I gotta get myself on stage.

    I shouldn’t wait or be afraid,

    The chips will fall where they may,

    I know I,

    I know I gotta do it,

    I know I,

    I know I gotta do it,

    Gotta turn the world into your dance floor,

    Determinate, determinate,

    Push until you can’t,

    And then demand more,

    Determinate, determinate.

    You and me together,

    We can make it better,

    Gotta turn the world into your dance floor,

    Determinate, determinate.

    It’s wen and I’m heaven sent,

    Music like a veteran,

    Renegade, lemonade,

    Use it in my medicine,

    Go ahead and try to name a band we ain’t better than,

    Reason why the whole world’s pickin’ us instead of them,

    People need a breather cause their feelin’ that adrenaline,

    Stop!

    Now hurry up and let us in,

    Knock!

    Cause we’re comin’ to your house and,

     People keep on smilin’ like they got lemons in their mouth,

    I’m the real deal,

    You know how I feel,

    Why they in it for the mil,

    I’m just in it for the trill,

    So get down now,

    I ain’t playin’ around,

    Put your feet up from the ground,

    And just make that sound, like,

    Gotta turn the world into your dance floor,

    Determinate, determinate,

    Push until you can’t,

    And then demand more,

    Determinate, determinate.

    You and me together,

    We can make it better,

    Gotta turn the world into your dance floor,

    Determinate, determinate.

    Come on and, Come on and,

    Come on and get it goin’,

    Come on and, Come on and,

    Come on and get it going,

    On the dance floor,

    On the dance floor

    D-d-d-dance floor,

    Determinate.”

    I finish breathing hard and warm. The Avengers are all surprised and impressed. Loki smiles at me and says to them, “I told you she was an awesome singer.”

    “I never knew you could sing so well _____! And that rapping part in the middle, Flawless!” Tony gushes over me. “Hey, do you think you could do some AC/DC next?”

    “Maybe next time. I’m surprised you didn’t know. I sing for a living.” I tell him, the surprise never leaving his face.

    “I thought you were a waitress.” Steve says as confused as Tony looks. I giggle.

    “I do waitress, only for the first couple of hours of my shift. But when the sun goes down, I get up on stage and sing my little heart out.”

    “Wow.” Both Steve and Tony say at the same time. I down four more shots of rum and I’m not the slightest bit tipsy yet.

    “Hey, _____? How many of those have you had?” Steve asks, curious, because I’m not listing groundward yet.

    “Six. Why?” I say sweetly. My eyes have a pure look of innocence in them.

    “Just wondering.” Steve says downing his beer. I continue slamming down the rum until I’ve gone through two and a half bottles of it. Now I’m groggified. But I keep going. I sign up for another song, and every one’s looking at me like ‘This will be good, drunk girls singing’.

    “I’ll be singing Déjà vu by 3OH!3.” I say into the mike, not even slurring my words. I have a drunken blush across my face. I giggle when the band starts playing.

“Hey Mister Bartender fix me a drink,

I really need something to tell me it’s okay not to think,

Because I’ve been to all these bars,

And I’ve seen all these places,

I’ve hit all these boys,

I’ve heard the same conversations.

Cab driver, cab driver take me away,

Cause I already know all they words that he’ll say,

And I’ll be creepin’ out his window at the first sight of day,

Cause every single night it seems to go the same… way.

I think I’ve been here before,

I think I’ve run into you,

I know the things that you do,

Cause this is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu.

I think I’ve been here before,

I think I’ve run into you,

I know the things that you do,

Cause this is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu.

Mister Bartender, you will kick me out,

And the Blonde boy in the back,

You ‘ll put your tongue down my mouth,”

                    When I say this I point at Loki, causing him to go red. From embarrassment or anger, I’m not sure. But I bet it’s both. Oh, Dear Odin, I’m so fucking drunk.

    “And the greaser in the jacket’s gonna pick a fight,

    And they’ll probably kick my ass,

    Cause I’m drunk every night.

    Officer, Officer, tell me the truth,

    How many times can I get in trouble with you?

    Before they lock me up for all the bad things that I do,

    But you don’t and that why this feels like Déjà… Ow! Vu.

I think I’ve been here before,

I think I’ve run into you,

I know the things that you do,

Cause this is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu.

I think I’ve been here before,

I think I’ve run into you,

I know the things that you do,

Cause this is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu.

I did it like this,

I did it like that,

And it always comes back around,

And I don’t know how to break this pattern down.

I did it like this,

I did it like that,

And it always comes back somehow,

And I don’t know how to break this pattern down.

I think I’ve been here before,

I think I’ve run into you,

I know the things that you do,

Cause this is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu.

I think I’ve been here before,

I think I’ve run into you,

I know the things that you do,

Cause this is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu,

Whoa whoa,

This is Déjà vu.”

                I finish and wink out at the crowd. God, I am such a flirt when I’m drunk. I stumble off the stage and make my way over to where Tony, Steve, Thor and Loki are. Natasha and Clint went home long ago, something about how drunk Natasha was. Or was it Clint? I don’t know, I don’t remember. Loki blushes and avoids me. Not that I blame him. I basically just told him that I wanted to make out with him. Thor looked happy that someone wanted to fuck his brother. Tony looked amused at me because he’s never seen me get drunk like this. But I’m not that drunk. I’m just pretending. I down the last of the rum and order some more. Steve is wondering if they should let me drink some more.

“______... I don’t think you should drink anymore.” Steve says trying to take my bottle o’ rum away from me. I growl and shove him back away from me.

                “Touch me bottle o’ rum and I’ll give you a’ open throated necklace and send you to Davey Jones’ Locker!” I growl, my British accent is thick and I’m full blown talkin’ pirate. “Tony knows what I’m talkin’ bout. Hahahaha. Don’t’cha Tony?”

                “Okay, _____, you really need to put the bottle down. You’re drunk.” Tony says trying to take the bottle, or at least make it so Steve can .I down the contents of the bottle right before Steve takes it from me. Thor is amused by my actions. I down Tony’s bottle o’ scotch and dare Tony.

                “What’s the matter? Trying to keep me from drinking more than you can?” I flirt at Tony. Tony just looks at me with his mouth open in shock.

                “Never!” He says, shaking his head. I just grin.

                “Then you won’t mind if I have another, ‘cause I’m just now getting’ the back teeth well afloat.” I say. Getting another bottle from the bartender. The bartender is interested, because I’ve had like four, or was it five? Bottles of alcohol. And I haven’t even began starting any trouble yet. Tony stubbornly orders more too. After about three bottles though Tony’s out and so drunk he’s slurrin’ and listin’ groundward. While Steve wrestles Tony into the car I find Loki. He was hiding in a dark corner of the club and keeping very quiet and still, so the hordes of women will leave him alone. I smile and sashay over to him, a swing in my hips and a smirk on my lips. Loki looks up. I look at him like a predator does at prey.

                “_-____.” Loki says surprised and nervous. I sit on his lap and wrap my arms around his neck. He’s too surprised by my actions that he doesn’t do anything. I kiss him once on his lips, then twice. Long and deep, nipping and sucking on his lip. He moans granting me access. I thrust my tongue in his mouth and wrestle for dominance. I pull Loki’s tongue into my mouth. He is clearly enjoying this, he moans some more and caresses my tongue with his own. I brake the kiss, needing air.

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                I am hiding in a dark corner of the club and keeping very quiet and still, so the hordes of women will leave me alone. I see ______ and she smiles and sashays over to me, a swing in her hips and a smirk on her lips. I look up. She looks at me like a predator does at prey. It makes me shudder.

                “_-____.” I say surprised and nervous. She sits on my lap and wraps her arms around my neck. I’m too surprised by her actions that I don’t do anything. She smells of alcohol and sweet raspberries and tea, and she’s clearly drunk. She kisses me once on my lips, then twice. Long and deep, nipping and sucking on my lip. I moan granting her access. She thrusts her tongue into my mouth and we wrestle for dominance. She pulls my tongue into her mouth. I am clearly enjoying this too much, I moan some more and caress her tongue with my own. She brakes the kiss, needing air. I pant, my cheeks are probably as rosy as her are. She bites my neck hard. I yelp quietly as she sucks and nips at my neck. She licks the hickey she just gave me with satisfaction. Then she starts kissing my neck with butterfly kisses. Moving up my neck and along my jawline. Then she captures my lips with her own. I will not be on bottom this time. I take over the kiss, kissing her sweetly yet harshly. It’s her turn to moan this time. Her moan is low and sweet as sugar. I love this mortal, God Damn it. I love her hair, her body, her personality, fuck, I even love her mood swings. We stop kissing and we just pant, trying to catch our breath. Her eyes droop, and her breathing slows. ______ leans her head against my chest. I know she’s tired so I carry her to the car, where Thor, Steve, and a very drunk Tony are waiting. Thor smiles and knows what happened, just by looking at my neck. Damn woman marked me as her own, and I didn’t get to return the favor. Steve drives us back, since he apparently can’t get drunk. I sit in the back with _____ leaning on my shoulder. She snuggles into my hold and whimpers in her sleep. I cast a spell that replaces her nightmares with sweet dreams. I wonder if she’ll even remember what happened in the morning. She probably won’t, not that I don’t mind though. She’s got my feelings in turmoil, and my head in a fog. Damn it all! I love the wench, the rogue wench. And I’ll be her Rogue. I’m happy, because I think she loves me too.