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So I started this little thing a month or so ago, but I just have no idea where to take it, so I am offering it up to al my Tasertricks friends if they want to continue it, be inspired by it or whatever. 🙂 @soothsayerstale @concavepatterns @howdidthisevenhappenanyway and anyone else interested…
<i>I wonder if you care,
I wonder if you still remember,
Once upon a time,
In your wildest dreams.</i>~The Moody Blues~
Exhausted from all the science Jane, Dr. Banner and Stark got into, Darcy Lewis quickly showered, brushed her teeth and slipped on a pair of panties and oversized t-shirt. Crawling between freshly washed sheets, she settled herself quickly with a sigh and closed her eyes. Tomorrow Team Study Everything would keep her hopping once again, and Lab Assistant Lewis needed all the energy she could get to keep them in line, focused, and fed. Tonight she just wanted to sleep.
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When Darcy woke it was to the feel of a soft blanket beneath her, the smell of fresh grass, and the warmth of the sun. Blinking her eyes against the light she sat up only to realize she was now wearing a green sundress stitched together with golden thread. With one hand she smoothed down the dress, while taking in her surroundings.
“What the…” she muttered as the meadow around her seemed impossibly beautiful and odd and familiar all once.
Darcy stood, noting a large shade tree a small ways from her. For a moment she stilled, then memories came rushing back to her. She’d been here before. So many times. She knew this meadow, that tree, and the green of her dress.
This was the place where she dreamed of a god named Loki.
Sometime after her eighteenth birthday she began to dream of him. At first it was longing glances and sighs. Visions that lasted mere minutes. As months passed, Darcy and Loki became closer and the attraction between them clearer. He’d kissed her for the first time beneath that same tree and she remembered clearly how the world spin off its axis.
Eventually her dreams with Loki developed into so much more than friendship. There were secrets shared, kisses exchanged and touches that left her aching and unfulfilled upon waking. And then one day, he was gone. The dreams stopped and Darcy never felt more cold and alone than she did in the months that followed.
She thought about him even now, almost two years after the last time she saw him. She wondered daily if he was okay, wondered even more if he was real.
As if conjured by her thoughts, a blueish light appeared beneath tree. The shape of a man began to form and she knew it was him by the tilt of his head as looked at her. Before she could register her actions Darcy ran and threw herself at him, wrapping her legs about his waist and her arms around his neck.
He held her tightly, shifting from his armor into clothing more suitable for this meeting. Darcy raised her head to look at him. He was exactly as she remembered, almost a full head taller than her, with black hair, devilish green eyes and killer cheekbones. His long, lean body felt like home.
“Loki! What the hell?” she questioned, lifting her head to look in his eyes.
The smile he gave her was genuine in its affection though there were telltale signs of stress and exhaustion around his eyes.
“I am sorry for disappearing, Darcy,” he replied quietly, though he offered no explanation for why these shared dreams stopped over a year ago. “It was not by choice, I assure you.
Darcy loosened her hold and he let her slide down him slowly until her feet were on the ground. She hitched her breath, feeling the swell of arousal pressing against her belly. In dreams prior he’d made no secret about wanting her but it never went further than heated kisses and heavy petting. But this felt weirdly real and more intense than ever before.
Heat flared between them and Loki raised shaking hands to frame her face. “You are as beautiful as I remember,” he whispered before lowering his head and claiming her mouth.
That felt more real too; the heat of his mouth, the way his tongue teased her bottom lip. She wanted to deepen it, lose herself in it, but common sense and curiosity were still clinging to the outskirts of her mind like a stubborn wad of gum so she drew back, reluctant and a little out of breath, to ask, “Is this…It feels different than before. Are you really here? Am I even here?”
Loki chuckled. “I’m afraid the answer to that is far more complicated than the question.”
“But you are back, right?” Please tell me this isn’t only a trick my mind’s playing on me is what she wanted to say, but Darcy swallowed down that plea with a tiny, aching lump.
Loki’s whole demeanor seemed to shift and ease at that, like slow-melting butter as his eyes softened even further, the last signs of stress sliding from the hard set of his shoulders. He looked vulnerable. Trusting. The sight made something flutter warmly in Darcy’s chest.
Bringing a hand to her neck, his fingers brushed the curve of her jaw, forehead tipping down to rest against hers as he promised, “I am.”
“Will you tell me?” She asked, taking his hand and leading him back to the blanket. “Will you tell me where you’ve been?” She repeated as they settled on the ground.
Not wanting to break the physical connection between them, Loki pulled her in front of him so that she rested between his powerful thighs her back to his front.
“It is a long story, Darcy, and a difficult one,” he replied seriously, wrapping his arms about her and burying his face in her shoulder. His Darcy radiated warmth and light and he could not seem to get close enough.
“I don’t know about you, but I’ve got nothing else going on right now.” She said it lightly, wanting to alleviate a little of the sadness just beneath the surface.
When he didn’t answer she turned her head, forcing him test her eyes. “Please, Loki. I worried about you. So much that I thought I made you up. But you’re here and you’re real, and I need to know why you weren’t for so long.”
Loki swallowed thickly, surprised and yet not at all surprised at how this slip of a woman affected him. So he told her. He told her the things he’d seen and learned. He told her the choices he made and the terrible things he was made to do.
And he held her, helplessly, while she cried for him. For all his pain and suffering, she shed tears.
Then Darcy wiped her face and turned around, kneeling between his legs. “Why didn’t you come to me for help? I could have helped you!”
“Sweet girl,“he said, letting his hands frame the face that had saved him through many sleepless nights, "It was my journey, and my duty to keep you safe. Coming to you would placed you in grave danger. I could not have borne such a thing.”
“But…” She tried to say but Loki only shook his head and shifted them so she was cuddled against his chest once more.
“You were my light in the darkest moments, never doubt your worth to me.”
He kissed her then, slowly, sweetly, melting her heart.
Hours later they lay in the grass, clothing scattered around them and Darcy rested her head on Loki’s chest.
“Loki?” She questioned, fingers drawing a lazy pattern across his chest.
“Yes?” He shifted, pulling her closer.
“I know we can’t stay in this meadow forever but when will I see you again?”
His lips curved in a smile. “Sooner than you know, Darcy.”
****and that is about as far as that can go.****
@concavepatterns I love that you jumped on board with this!!! So much so that I read your part at work, then had to wait All day do come home and finish it!! I always have the tasertricks feels from your writing! Thank you for playing along!! ❤😍
New art. Happy birthday, Tom Hiddleston! Thank you for Loki.
Darcy/Loki, First kiss
Darcy was the one who initiated it. She was kissing him before she could stop herself. And once she had stopped herself, the damage had already been done.
“Oh my blob…I’m so sorry…” She wiped her mouth and looked around for an escape, an exit. Didn’t even have to be good or make sense. She just wanted out of this lab and out of this planet.
Loki reached up to touch his lips, to touch the place she’d kissed him. “Why are you apologizing?” He tilted his head quizzically. “Was it an accident?”
“Yes! Yes, I didn’t mean–”
“Did you mean for your lips to touch me somewhere else? My cheek? My throat, perhaps?” he asked, his tone silky-smooth and doing things to her.
She shook her head, “I just meant…I don’t want this to be weird.”
“The only one who’s making it weird is you…” He took a step towards her, wrapping his arm around her back. His hand came up to cup her chin as he sealed his mouth on hers.
Loki said nothing. He tried to look ashamed and succeeded simply in looking pleased with himself.
Neil Gaiman nailing Loki’s characterization in Norse Mythology. (via darklittlestories)
Mike Colter, Krysten Ritter, Charlie Cox filming Marvel’s ‘The Defenders’ on February 10, 2017 in New York City
Loki, darling, I do love it when you look naughty.
This scene is so like fic!Thor & Loki and I’m thrilled.
The eye roll in the bottom gif! Loki is all “Really? This again, brother? As if hero worship of yourself on Asgard wasn’t enough, now you indulge these dull Midgardian creatures, too?”
It’s okay Loki, I’d pick you over Thor any day!!
And the way he watches her walk away after she bumps into him? In like every tasertricks fic ever written AND I LOVE IT.
Okay Tasertricks:
Darcy caught a glimpse of Thor posing on a street corner with some fans while she was making a coffee run for Jane and Tony. Even though she knew she’d see him later she made her way over to say hello. He was happy to see her though something in his strained smile alerted her to the fact that something important was happening. She took this as a cue to excuse herself.
Taking a few steps back she bumped into a solid, immovable mass. She turned, coming face to face with Thor’s presumed dead brother.
He eyed her coolly, silently as though waiting to see what she would do.
“You’re supposed to be dead,” she said calmly as if she were discussing the weather.
“Disappointed?” He asked, holding up a hand to stave off Thor’s interruption. He wanted to hear what the vibrant young friend of Thor had to say.
“Fascinated, actually,” she returned with an amused smile. “I like the suit, too.”
Darcy’s cell phone beeped and she pulled it from her jacket pocket to see who text her.
“Oops, gotta run, science needs coffee…pronto. See ya around, Thor,” she called to the blond Asgardian.
Grinning cheekily at Loki, she winked and said “I hope to see more of you, Mischief.”
They watched her go and Thor was bemused by her laid back approach to Loki, especially knowing how the others might react to having him back.
Loki watched the sway of her hips and found himself more than a little turned on by the flirtatious little mortal. Perhaps there was something worth seeking in Midgard after all.
I fucking love you so much right now
“Fucking genius can punch a hole in space but can’t even fix her own coffee machine without blowing it up.” Darcy grumbled as she shuffled along with a tray of enough piping hot coffees to stave off Jane’s addiction for the foreseeable future. Darcy blanched at the scientist’s penchant for either burning hot or cold and old coffee but it helped her work so Darcy was happy to oblige. It also meant she didn’t need to face the crowded streets of New York as often.
“Son of a Bitch.” she said as she bumped into a rock hard wall of muscle and premium wool suit.
“SORRY!” she squeeked as the man turned around and Darcy realised just who owned the gorgeous suit she’d just annihilated with Jane’s coffee. “Oh. actually I’m not..sorry.” she said, proud she hadn’t lost her sass in the face of– holy Moses Thor’s brother was hot. She looked around and spotted Thor goofing around with two teenage girls and taking selfies. out of the corner of her eye she saw Loki pull a massive eye roll and snorted.
Thor was such a ho. “How long have you been in New York?” she asked and Loki raised his eyebrows.
“Uh, Three Midgardian Days” He answered, bemused.
“What? Fucking. SON OF A BITCH!” Darcy said, louder this time and handed her frappacino to out to Loki before she deposited the remaining coffee over THOR’S head.
the two teenagers backed away, more scared of Darcy than the two gods. “You better go and see Jane this instant or you are going to be in a world of pain you fucking jerk!”
she grabbed his arm and towed him towards the lab.
Loki watched, a little awed as Thor allowed himself to be pushed, poked and brow beaten all the way to his paramour’s abode, apologising and making weak excuses. it was almost worth the delay this would bring to their mission.
as the beautiful girl turned and said, “You too asshole.” Loki had to admit that his time on Midgard might not be without fun after all.
@mischiefslady I couldn’t resist!
@howdidthisevenhappenanyway @concavepatterns
Darcy watched, amused while Jane read Thor the riot act in the lab. As they were on the far side she couldn’t hear much but certain words lingered in the air such as Three days!, Loki!, and Damn It! She snickered more than once at how Thor still had coffee dripping slowly down his face.
Loki stood to her left, hands in the pockets of his fitted black trousers, a small smirk on his face. She turned to face him and tipped her head back so she could meet his eyes. And Damn, weren’t they a magnificent shade of green?
“So what are you guys doing lurking about New York anyway?” She wanted to know what had kept Thor from seeing Jane.
“Looking for Odin.” His reply was short and to the point, though the way he watched her suggested there was something else on his mind.
“You lost the King of Asgard? Dude, that’s hilarious. How did that even happen anyway?” She laughed almost delightedly, given the way Thor’s daddy had treated Jane when she won Asgard. Served the old goat right, in her opinion.
“Does it matter?” Loki raised an eyebrow at her, more attracted than he wished to admit to this woman.
“I suppose not, but tell me why, given recent history you want to find him. I’d have thought you would be happy he was gone?”
“Do you question everyone in this manner?” He asked amused and annoyed by turns wit her.
“As a rule, yes.” She replied without hesitation.
“If I answer,” he leaned down so their faces were mere inches apart, “What will you give me in return?”
Darcy mentally swore. Did he just…? Oh, yes, he did. And Darcy knew what she should do. Trouble was, how often did one get propositioned by a darkly handsome god?
Reaching out a hand she grabbed him by the tie, “Come on, Mischief, I think this conversation needs a bit more privacy.”
Loki grinned wickedly as he trailed willingly behind her. Oh yes, he’d see that they both got what they desired.
Loki watched the girl -Darcy’s almost instant reaction to his flirtations. it had been a while since he’d had any easy banter with anyone truly worthy and he was rather enjoying himself. Seeing Thor get thoroughly dressed down by not one but two tiny mortal women had made his century -that really spoke to the quality of his last hundred years or so but now was not the time to dwell on that.
He almost started as the girl reached out and grabbed his tie, the mortal neck adornment that made little sense but rounded out the attire called a ‘suit’. it was a surprise to be touched in such a way by one so fragile and he felt his cock stir even as he schooled his reaction to his usual slight amusement.
He allowed the girl to lead him away, tramping down on his body’s reaction. there was little chance of anything truly exciting happening today, the girl probably been aware that the couple in the room had been inching closer to one another an chosen to vacate the room in order to extract the information without having to watch the others at their appallingly sloppy amorous relations (he Loki definitely knew the value a decent argument had on a tumble in the sheets). Loki actually felt grateful for the first time in a long while that she had chosen to include him in her escape. She eventually released him, and they wound through several corridors lined with strange machinery part of his mind would like to examine more closely, numbers and measurements passing through his mind. Another part of his mind had already analysed a thousand possible attack scenarios and exit strategies. and of course there was always the part of him that raged and burned and wept a thousand hot tears at all the lies and betrayals of past years; though that part seemed to quiet a little it this small woman’s easy company.
The rest of his considerable intellect however was currently occupied by the curve of the woman’s ass in those pants and the ratio of breast tissue she was carrying compared to the surface area of each hand. he’d just come to the estimation of very nearly 1:1 when they arrived at the door. Realising the path of his thoughts he squeezed his hands closed, and placed them behind his back, leaning easily on the hallway wall to hide the tell when she looked up at him. Her eyes were so very bright, he noticed, holding an intelligence he was sure many missed in her skilled use of other distractions.
Darcy gave him a heated smile before opening the door and pushed it open. she took him by the hand and lead him inside before pushing him into the closed door. once more his surprise at Darcy’s sheer audacity to touch a prince allowed her to move his considerable bulk around easily.
He continued to be shocked at her gall as she pulled his face down to meet her own in a searing kiss, biting his lower lip with little warning.
he had always wondered at the actual physical heat present in these kinds of exchanges, now he knew that he truly was icy in more than temperament.
his thoughts along that melancholy line were completely derailed by the girl going for his belt. his hand caught her wrist gently even as his cock swelled at her spunk and the lingering burning sensation on his mouth. “I thought you wanted to know…” he started but came to a stop when she shrugged with a crooked smile he found to be very appealing.
“Oh I still want to know that stuff Magic Man, but we exchange payment before goods here on Midgard.”
“Do you now?” he asked, stroking her cheek and watching her shiver at his cool touch on her flushed skin. “And what if I ruin you for all others, hmm?One doesn’t often recover from a romp with a god. will a scrap of information be worth it to you then?”
to his surprise she smiled. “Oh I think you’ll find I’m a very political animal Loki. I think there’s a lot more than a scrap to be gained in being Mischief’s Lady for the foreseeable future.”
Loki growled, picking her up and throwing her on the bed. Loki was restrained and contained in many circumstances but he’d never been able to resist the offer of claiming. as he crawled up over the covers and met her in another fiery kiss, it seemed that his trip to Midgard would be far more profitable than he’d been led to believe.
he hardly knew this girl but as he dragged his teeth down her throat he mused that she should keep him entertained for quite some time to come.
Time he was now more determined than ever to ensure they all had.
@howdidthisevenhappenanyway You name dropped for me!! I am flailing right now and grinning like an idiot…I love you and this tag team fic thing so fucking much. ❤ I wont even attempt to add to it, you ended it perfectly (And quite steamy too!!)
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