he sees you and thor.

"loki" you said, rushing into his arms. his hair was tangled and greasy, you could tell he was locked up for a long time.

"we are going to help you, brother." thor said, your face still tangled in your lover's black locks.

"im ready for help." you smiled at him and pecked his chapped and cracked lips.

"let's go then, darling." you weren't asgardian, but loki thought you were ravishing.