Loki led you up to his bedroom before you got hit with pillows by Thor. Or had to put up with the rest of the team demanding that you get a room. So you made the decision to get a room on your own, making your way up to Loki's room giggling like teenagers in love the entire way there.

You were soon straddled on Loki's lap, quickly rounding bases. Loki pulled your shirt off and you did the same to his, scarcely breaking the kisses. You wound your fingers in his hair as your tongues danced together. Loki's hands roamed your body, your back, your sides, your breasts, first over your bra, then under it, his hands cold on your skin.

You didn't care that your heart was racing. You did care when you had to pause to catch your breath. All you wanted was your lips on Loki's. Ok, maybe that wasn't all you wanted. You were dating a god after all...

Loki somehow thought his way through the haze of lust that surrounded the pair of you to realize that you were having a hard time breathing. He pulled back from you so you could catch your breath. You grinned at him and tried to lean back in to kiss him again. Loki held you back gently, concern etched in his features. "Are you alright, kitten?"

"I'm enjoying kissing my boyfriend. I think that's the definition of alright," you teased with a grin. You were doing more than kissing.

Loki smirked. "I enjoy kissing you too," he replied. He paused before he continued. "But I can tell you're having a hard time breathing," he said gently. He didn't want to upset you, but he wanted to be careful with your health. Especially since you were supposed to be resting.

"Needing to breathe is a pain," you whined at him, but sat back on his lap to focus on that task for a moment. You paused a moment longer to convince him that you were alright before you leaned back in to kiss him again.

Loki gave you more kisses, though more subdued and careful. He only kissed you for a little while longer before he made you take another break, not wanting to tax you too much. It was annoying. You sighed when you caught him making you take another break. "I'm sorry," you said softly and climbed off his lap, reaching for your shirt. You felt bad and insecure over how weak your stupid body was.

"You have nothing to apologize for. I am simply concerned over you. I love you, darling. Asgardian or vampire, I don't care. I will always care about you," Loki reassured you gently.

"I can't even kiss you without losing my breath," you told him just as softly as you sat against the headboard, pulling your knees to your chest. You'd heard him whine about the weak pathetic mortals so often that it was hard to think that he wouldn't think less of you.

Loki pulled you into his arms. "Tell me what you're feeling. Let me help," he told you gently, knowing you were upset, but not why or how to fix it.

You sighed heavily and pulled the stuffed animal you had left on his bed into your arms. "I feel so.... useless, weaker than one of those pathetic mortals you so abhor," you finally said, looking at your lap and not at him. "Breathing sucks, my heart aches... and..." you paused, looking for words. You finally looked up at him, your eyes glowing since the sun had set. You still had some vampire traits. "And I'm afraid you won't love me anymore,"

Loki's grip on you tightened and he pressed a kiss to your hair. "I would never not love you. You are what makes me want to wake up in the mornings," he told you forcefully. He never wanted you to doubt your relationship. "You are healing. It takes time. I will be with you every step of the way," he paused to consider something. "I may not specialize in it but perhaps I can help speed the healing along? My mother did teach me a few healing spells as I was growing up. It won't change things too much but it might help..." he said apologetically.

You nodded and wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his chest. "I love you," you told him softly.

Loki pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "I love you too, darling, always." He started to heal you, using the spells Frigga had taught him, trying to ease your pain. The aches eased and you sighed in relief. "C-can I stay here tonight?" you asked tentatively when he was done, knowing how he was about his personal space. "I-I don't want to sleep alone," you added in explanation.

"Of course, kitten," Loki told you warmly and cuddled you tighter to him, using magic to change both of your clothes into pajamas.

You leaned up and kissed him lightly. "I think i'm going to lie down," you told him softly, actually expressing your vulnerability and how you actually felt. "I know it's far too early for you to be tired. I don't expect you to stay right now..." you were babbling, tired and fuzzy brained.

"I'm not going anywhere, love," he told you gently. You gave him a small smile and another soft kiss before you moved to lie down in his bed, with him still in it and bundled up in the blankets to get some proper rest.