Perfect Partners (A Marvel/SVU Crossover FanFic)

I Love You

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You and Loki get lost in the kiss, making it last even longer.

"Y/N...." Loki hums against your lips.

You moan into the kiss and tug on his hair, "You should be going to train, Loki," you say between kisses.

"Yes," Loki kisses you again. "I'm," another kiss, "leaving," and again, "right now." However, his only movement is coming from his lips and tongue.

You laugh, but make no point to stop either, "You're still here."

"Your lips do not seem to be objecting to that fact," you feel the smirk on Loki's lips.

Now you reluctantly break away, "We'll be interrupted again in no time." You stand, pulling Loki up with you.

"I could always teleport us out of here. Maybe to the interrogation room?" Loki whispers at your ear.

You side-eye Loki, "That is your favorite room."

"I wonder why. And do not act like it's not yours as well, love," he licks his top lip, the smirk not leaving his face.

You try to hide the blush on your face as you both walk inside.

"Come with me to the training room," Loki says taking your arm before you object.

 Tony sees you both approaching once you get downstairs, "About time!"

"Sorry, we were trying to find a way to turn off JARVIS in our rooms," you smugly say back.

Tony points a finger at you, "That's not funny."

You raise your eyebrows, "Am I laughing?"

Everyone else is gearing up for training. "Let's go, Loki," Thor calls from the doorway.

Loki waves him off and turns to you, "I quite enjoyed our talk."

"As did I," you both step closer to each other.

Loki places a hand behind your head; his lips quickly finding yours.

You're initially surprised by Loki's PDA display, but gladly return the gesture, melting into the kiss.

Loki leans his forehead against yours, "I love you." He opens his eyes the same time you do.

You pull his lips back to yours, "I love you."

Both of you share a soft smile, and then Loki just walks past everyone, into the training room, without a single word or glance.

Everyone's shocked expressions then turn to you, "Righhhhhhhht, well bye!" You do a 180 degree turn, closing the door behind you.

"Exactly how long were we waiting down here?!" Tony says looking from the door, to Loki in the training room, then the rest of the team.

"Uhm, Loki?" Thor walks into the training room with everyone else right behind him.

"Care to share with the rest of the class what we just saw and heard?" Tony continues.

"No idea what you are referring to," Loki says picking something up, still not looking at anyone.

Steve smirks at the group, "So I can go ask Y/N to dinner then?"

Within a second, Loki has Steve against the wall, his hand around his neck until he sees the smile on Steve's face, "You truly are a Patriotic Pain." He snarls.

"Sorry, Loki," Steve grins. "That just proved our point though."

"And what point would that be?" Loki says letting go of Steve finally.

"Just...let us know when the wedding is," Nat winks at him.

Loki rolls his eyes, "We are either training, or I am leaving."

"Ok, ok. We can annoy the pair of them later," Tony concludes as his suit clicks on.

The team is getting training underway for the next few hours. You're still quite tired, so before dinner, you decide to take a nap.

Loki returns from training, to you asleep in his room. He changes into more comfortable clothes before climbing in next to you.

You feel the bed shift, so you turn to face Loki, "Hey, peasant."

Loki pulls you to him, "Sorry for waking you, but I'm joining this nap."

"By all means," you snuggle closer. "JARVIS? Put this room on 'Do not Disturb' mode."

"Yes, Miss Y/N," you hear the speaker respond.

Loki raises an eyebrow at you.

"We're going to sleep, Loki. Get your mind out of the gutter," you mutter half asleep again.

"It never leaves the gutter....pet," he leans his head atop yours.

"My eyes may be closed, but wipe that smirk off of your face and nap," you smirk as well.

"You absolutely infuriate me," Loki kisses the top of your head.

"Yea, yea. Love you too," you finally drift off to sleep, hearing a low chuckle from Loki right before you do.

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Without realizing, you and Loki sleep through dinner, until almost 1am. You try to leave the bed to get food, but wake-up Loki in the process.

"Where do you think you're going?" he says half yawning.

"I don't know how often Asgardians need to eat, but I need food," you say walking towards the door.

"Is it your fuel to maintain how infuriating you are?" Loki meets you at the door.

You turn to him, "Quite the opposite. If you think I'm infuriating now, you do NOT want to be around me when I have not eaten."

You both start walking to the main room, "Noted."

When you get to the kitchen, Loki opens the fridge to take out the leftovers. There's a post-it note on the container, but before you can read it, Loki pulls it off. 

"Cups?" He asks trying to change the subject.

"What did you just take off of there?" You place the cups down onto the counter, nodding at the box in his hands.

"Nothing," he opens the microwave, completely brushing you off.

"Loki. What did the note say?" you lean back onto the counter.

Loki shrugs, "Just to enjoy the food." He presses start on the microwave.

"Ha. Liar. Then show me," you squint your eyes and fold your arms in front of you.

Loki just stares at you.

You bob your head, "I see how it is." You step closer to Loki, as he eyes your every move, "That's a shame though." You slowly bring your hand up his arm, now standing directly in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Loki asks as his gaze follows your hand.

Your hand makes its way to his hair, twirling it between your fingers, before tugging his head down to you.

"Y/N....this really is not goin..." Loki's voice is considerably deeper and more breathy.

He's cut off when you start kissing his neck, "You were saying?" you smirk and continue to his jaw.

You notice Loki's breathing getting heavier, until he pulls your lips to his.

"Ah, ah, ah," you step back. "The note?"

Loki's jaw clenches.

"Fine then," you slide between Loki and the microwave, take out the food, and sit at the island. "Eat," you motion to the seat across from you.

Loki pulls out the chair and sits, roughly picking up his fork, and starts to eat. His eyes burn into you the entire meal.