Will acquires a murderous secret admirer, and learns how much easier the habit of violence can be with an enthusiastically willing target.
A courtship through blood and… other means of influence.
Loki has always yearned for control; but he never did get to control anything.
Barton was made to be ruled; but he was never expected to realize it.
Power is the flame, and Loki Laufeyson is the moth; however, it turns out that even catching fire is not that easy. There are princes and monsters at war inside him – and Clint Barton got caught in the fight.
Or: can Loki trust himself not to be a monster, when all the prince wants is to take power?
Loki's POV of Strangers to Ourselves.
The pack doesn't appreciate Stiles and use him for research. Derek is always being to ruff with him and Scott could care less about him.
Then Stiles is walking to a pack meeting in the rare November snow and Peter Hale, the other pack outcast stops and offers him a ride...things go from there.
His vision bleeds red at the edges as Derek pictures Stiles, held open and pinned to the crux; skin pulled tight across collarbones, hips, wrists; blood skating in thin sheets down the long muscles of a white thigh.
