I am burdened with glorious purpose.

“I’m sorry..then shall I just leave now” opening her eyes she looks at him then stands up.”I refuse to break my curse though I may suffer from it..there is no real reason to anyways”,

"No..." he instantly turned around to face her again. "Don't leave." he realised his words sounded like a command and he did not wish to act that way with her, much to his surprise. "Please."

Jane stops and smiles. She hold her hand out to him for helping him up. “What’s happening to you’re eyes.”

Instead of taking her hand, Loki reached out abruptly and grabbed her throat as his skin turned to his true shade of blue. "You showed me what you truly are. I am simply returning the favour." her skin was unlike any Midgardian and it cracked as he squeezed harder.

Jane shook her head as he laught. ” Not painfull enough? I can do much more than that.” She smirks and send the pain into his body.

As the pain increased, his laughter stopped. "I...am impressed but...I am...quite used to...intense pain." he clenched his fists by his sides along with his jaw and glared at her through his lashes. "I have learned to use it to my advantage." his eyes were a bright shade of red as his voice came out in a low, sadistic whisper.

Solin gave him a questioning look. “What did you have in mind, lord prince?”

"Is there anywhere on Asgard you have never visited but have always wished to?" he asked with genuine curiosity, perhaps appearing as if he were changing the subject but to him it was still related.

“I am immortal in a way..my kind can live up to 80,000 years and I will come back after a few decades”.Sitting back she sighs some “its okay though I don’t mind dying again its like sleeping in darkness until the light wakes me up again” closing her eyes she imagines what it was like to be in that darkness.

"That is not my kind of immortality." he creased his brows together as he looked at her again then turned away. "I fear I will not cope well with losing you after having you for three years."

She smiles her sweetest smile to him. Then she squeezed her eyes. Hopefully it would work on him.

The sudden wave of excruitiating pain caused him to fall to his knees before her with his hands over his temples. It was nothing quite like what he had felt before yet, being as sadistic as he was, he laughed through the entire ordeal. 

She hesitated a second before nodding. “I do, sire. I hope I can serve you well.”

"Good." Loki approved with a smile and glanced back at the direction they walked from. "This calls for a celebration. But not the traditional kind." he chuckled  not wanting to return to the party.

Walking over she sits down by him and looks around some "I'm going to die in 3 years due to the curse", Holding out her hand a small black fireball formed then faded."When I turn 20 in human years I die and then come back to do it all again a few decades later".

Loki clenched his jaw as he watched the black symbolising her death fade away. "It occurs to me that immortality will solve this." he thought out loud without tearing his eyes from her hand.

Jane tills her head. “I’m a vampire Sir.” She smirks and cocked her head. “I can torture people with my mind, that’s my abbility.”

The very idea was extremely tempting for him to control and he just couldn't help himself from saying the following words. "Prove it."

Jenna laughed, glad of his change in mood. Dropping the towel completely, she pointed to her hips. “Eh, I can think of worse paradoxes to be caught in. But you may have to wait a little while- I’m already broken enough as it is.” She joked, picking the towel back up again.

His eyes instantly scanned her body, dropping to the bruises on her hips which caused a pleasing smirk to stretch across his face. "I like you this way." his voice was low, husky and implied he was quite pleased with himself. "I suppose you can say I have..." his menacing gaze returned to hers. "marked my territory." he grinned.

Loki stood silently in the doorway, not yet visible to her, and forced his anger to remain contained as he tried to keep a clear head. "You are no good to me now." he finally spoke but in barely a harsh whisper." he glared at the blonde stranger; it was evident what she was trying to do and he wouldn't tolerate it. He would kill the man. Slowly. "Get your hands off of her. NOW!" his voice raised and was laced with the anger he was trying so desperately to hide.

Natasha sprinted up the stairs inside her building, panting slightly when she finally reached her apartment door. She had just turned the key in the lock and cracked the door open when she heard his voice behind her. Without turning around, she bolted through the door and made her best attempt at slamming it in his face.

In an attempt to frighten her more than she already was, Loki sent his fist through the door, creating a large hole and sending shattered remnants of wood into the room; shortly followed by himself. "Are you going to face your nightmare or do you plan on behaving like a coward and resort to hiding?" he asked to his staged solitary surroundings. 

He responded with a mischievous grin before positioning himself so he was kneeling close, between her legs and leaned in with his hands rested either side of her. "I think you already know the answer to that." he whispered with his face close to hers.

Solin’s eyes went wide at the thought while her gaze came to her pale hands in her lap and she gnawed on her lip. “I realize that if I go I will be replaced, but can you make it so I still repair the books?” She risked a look up at him. “In my free time, of course.”

Loki chuckled at the wariness in her eyes and offered a reassuring smile. "Of course. You need not fear asking me a question." he spoke with amusement. "So, do you accept?" he asked hopefully.