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Kingdom of Fire and Ice Pt. 8

Summary: Something is afoot in the castle, and your heart is torn between your best friend and the man you have to marry. Could it get any worse?

Warnings: Language, mild violence, a tiny bit of spice, angst, Jotunn Loki (yeah he is a warning)

A/N: I don't know if I said it before, but any time it is 'italicized' with single quotes, someone is speaking telekinetically.

Word count: 1792

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You woke up the next morning and decided to keep to yourself, your body and mind were still buzzing from the chaos of the prior night. Which was probably for the best, especially now that guests were beginning to arrive for tomorrow’s ball.

You didn’t need any unwanted attention, so you figured staying in the library would be a great place to escape to. Until it wasn’t, your dream came flooding back, Bucky’s hands on your skin, mouth over yours… your body heated again, your heart beginning to race, nope, you were not doing this today. You shook your head, snapping yourself from your thoughts, you needed out.

As you walked out of the library, you noticed a desk covered in books. Many different titles littered the desk, nothing of much notoriety, ‘History of Svengaer.’, ‘Traditions and etiquette.’ your brows furrowed.

The library was your space, no one else had a desk in here, everyone was welcome, but they didn’t have their own space in here. you pawed through the belongings, a few of your favorite books were there, ‘The Nine Kingdom War’, and ‘Of Knights and Queens’. One of the handmaids came in, setting another book onto the desk, ‘Potions and Other Natural Uses for Flowers.’

“Whose desk is this?” you ask bitterly.

The shy woman turned to you, a blush dusting her cheeks, “King Laufeyson’s your majesty. He requested one so he could learn more about the kingdom and… you.”

You retracted your hand from the desk, nowhere in this castle was safe anymore, he was ruining all of it. Ugh! You needed to talk to him, after last night, and now the desk, oh he had to go.

You stormed down the halls towards his room, knocking on his door, “Loki.” You called, no answer. You groaned, was he in there? Or had you missed him?

Fuck it.

You twisted the handle, flinging the door open, slamming it behind you, “Loki we need to-”

You stopped stunned at the scene in front of you, your face heating as you blinked at him.

A look of shock and embarrassment on his blue face, eyes wide, brows raised, unsure what to do.

Your eyes taking in his half naked appearance, he was in the middle of getting dressed, pants hanging low on his hips, no shirt on yet, his torso muscles defined. Black hair messy from sleep, his chest rising and falling with his shaky breathing. The markings along his face and down his body had your eyes traveling the length of him. Was he taller?

You muttered an apology, backpedaling out the door, shutting it loudly. Face flushed, you quickly made yourself scarce. What was wrong with you? Storming into Laufeyson’s room like you owned the place, in all fairness you did, but still… you needed to get your head on straight, a ride around the grounds would do wonders for you. Some fresh air and sunshine is just what would clear your head and give you time to recuperate.

Your name echoed through the hall, your head whipped around, to see Bucky trudging up behind you, your brows furrowed, he never called you by your first name. You eyed him curiously as he came to a stop in front of you,

“Where ya goin?”

“Not now Buck.”

“But Steve needs you for something.”

“Then why didn’t he come talk to me.”

The air in the hall became dense, your mind getting hazy around the edges,

Bucky scowled, “He’s busy, sent me to get you. Now come on.” he growled.

You stepped back slightly, this didn't feel right, “I-uh, where is he I can meet him there. I need to grab something first.”

“No, he told me I needed to escort you personally.”

“Barnes you are being ridiculous, we are in the castle, why on earth would you need to escort me?!” you scoffed, what was up with him?

The next thing you know, Bucky has you pinned to the wall, “Because your highness you never know who might be roaming these halls.” he hissed. You struggled against him, reaching up to grab the candelabra on the wall near your head, swinging at him, as he disappeared.

Panic surged through you, the sound of a door opening snapped you from your stunned state. Bucky would never hurt you, what had gotten into him?

Loki was there moments later, pulling you back into his room, shutting the door quietly, he cupped your face, “Darling, are you alright? What happened, you look like you've seen a ghost.” his eyes raking over you, checking for any signs of harm, he took the candelabra from your hand setting it aside, he stepped back.

Blinking a few times, your eyes settle on him standing in front of you, he is still not fully clothed. You drank him in, as your heart thrummed in your ears, brain still fuzzy, you subconsciously stepped closer, your curiosity getting the better of you.

The man literally towered over you. He was bigger than Thor, not in muscle mass, but in sheer size, a frost giant. He was beautiful in a way you had never seen before, you had heard of the frost giants, but to see them, you were speechless.

Before you realized what you were doing, your hand was splayed on his abs, the cold feel of his skin under yours, the fire in your blood licking it up. The cold of his magic against you was intoxicating, a relief from the constant fire in your veins.

Loki stayed absolutely still, you had come into his room, ready to fight, and now…

“Do you feel cold?” You ask quietly, your fingers traced his markings.

He looked down on you, eyebrows knit together, “You tell me pet.”

You looked up meeting his gaze, crimson eyes boring into yours, “I don’t mean like that… I can feel it under my skin, sometimes it’s too much, feels like I can burn alive. But it doesn’t hurt…”

His hand came to caress your cheek, you leaned into his cool touch, letting it seep into your skin, down into your bones, eyes fluttering closed.

“No, I can’t feel it, I just feel ’normal’… I can still feel when things are hot and cold outside my body. My skin isn’t naturally cold… I make it that way, it deters people from touching me.”

Your eyes remained closed as the coldness intensified, washing over the molten fire in your blood.

“I guess that is a perk of only being half frost giant and half a god. The frost part of me only affects me appearance-wise and my magic, but not physically.”

You raised a brow as you opened your eyes, hand stilling on his upper chest, “It certainly looks like it affects you physically…I didn’t get that lucky, my Elven blood overthrows anything in me that is mortal.”

A genuine laugh rumbled his chest shooting through your arm and into your stomach as it dropped, butterflies erupting.

“That makes you special, me on the other hand, I’m small compared to the others Darling. Like a runt in a wolf litter.”

Special? Your heart thundered in your chest; did he really think that? Both of your eyebrows shot up, “T-this is considered small?! Loki, you are like seven feet tall! How big are the others?”

A smile pulled at his lips, as he leaned closer to you, ‘This isn’t my full height, love.’

Your eyes widened; your jaw would have dropped if his lips hadn’t consumed yours in a soft questioning kiss. Eyes fluttering closed at the sensations, they were the same from the night before, icy hands soothing your burning skin. A tingling sensation running down your spine, you had never gotten chills from the cold, but you imagined that is what they felt like.

When you didn’t pull away, he continued, backing you up until the backs of your knees hit his bed. Tumbling backwards, your eyes flicking open to see a mortal Loki looking down at you, emerald eyes burning, you reached up pulling him down to you, lips crashing into his. ‘Is this a good idea, my love?’

You moaned incoherently against his lips, mind scrambling to answer him directly. You couldn’t describe it, you were attracted to him, he was growing on you in a way you didn’t expect. But the urge to bring him harm felt like instinct, no matter how sweet he was, something deep down called for his destruction, and wouldn’t settle until his life was in ruins. You pushed the thoughts from your mind.

‘If only a touch can do this to you, how do you think you would handle me after the wedding?’

You growled, ‘Shut up Laufeyson. You’re ruining the moment.”

‘Am I? I thought for sure Barnes would burst in at any moment and do that for me… did you see how riled up he got last night when he found us together? Unrequited love can be dangerous… it is unrequited right?’

You broke away from him, his eyes searched yours, ‘Or am I just a substitute? Can’t have him, so you will settle for me?’

You shoved him away, rising to your feet, ‘Do you love him?’

The image of Bucky kissing you flashed across your mind, you shook your head willing it away,

‘You do, don’t you? It’s too bad he can’t have you.”

The hurt filling Loki’s eyes quickly turned to rage, ‘That better have been a dream pet, if not, I will have his head.’

Loki’s voice was calm in your head, but the look in his eyes spelled disaster. You turned and ran from his room, you needed to get a grip on yourself and get the hell out. ‘I’m not going anywhere y/n you better come to terms with it! Or I will make you watch as he begs for his life!’ his voice echoed in your head as you ran out into the snow and towards the stables. You prayed Peter was there to give you a horse…

**Loki's POV:

The moment you left the room, he knew he should have listened to you and kept his mouth shut, he just didn’t trust Barnes, he was sure he was hiding something. He sighed as he finished dressing, picking up the candelabra, he examined it. The drying blood was black, as a mortal, Barnes’s blood should be red… he needed to talk to Stark, immediately. He left his room to find his brother and Stark, a chill ran down his spine, the undeniable feeling of eyes on him made him turn around scanning the hall.

Empty.

He needed to ensure Stark had his best men on guard for tomorrow night he couldn’t help the feeling that something wasn’t right.

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