Conditions - Loki x Goddess!Reader

You were on the helicarrier in a cage, and you weren’t sure why.
Well, you knew WHY you were captured, of course. You were the Goddess of Chaos. You were “extremely dangerous, attack on sight” by SHIELD’s standards, so when they caught you harassing the mortals of New York for the hell of it (because, come on, it was HILARIOUS), they fought you. They put up a pretty good fight, too, but you had them cornered in a matter of minutes. That is, until an underground blast knocked you unconscious. So now, you were in the cage in the middle of the sky.
What didn’t make sense was why you couldn’t get out. Some kind of magic was holding you in place, and you couldn’t figure out just what type it was. You had seen almost every type of magic in your day (you had mastered almost every one of them), but not this type. And since it lined every inch of the glass that encased you, you couldn’t break out of the stupid thing.
You’d woken about an hour ago and tried about every spell you could think of and nothing had worked, and boy, were you pissed. After lots of swearing in your native language (you had mastered swearing too), you leaned against the glass and wiped your brow of sweat. They’d let you out eventually. And when they did, they would PAY.
“Having fun, love?”
You glanced at the entrance of the cage, where a man now stood just outside of the glass. He had on a sort of armor you’d never seen before on Earth, but hey, you weren’t going to complain. It offset his splayed, dark hair quite nicely and showed the lean, muscular structure of his body.
Suddenly, lights began flashing. A voice over the intercom was calling about an enemy attack within the walls. The man grinned like the sound was music to his ears.
“Shouldn’t you deal with that?” You said sardonically. The man laughed.
“Darling, I’m the one they’re after.”
“You? I could break you in two with a snap of my fingers.”
“You could. But I have my own tricks up my sleeve. You’re Scarlet, the Goddess of Destruction? I am Loki, God of Mischief. And my magic is keeping you imprisoned here.”
“You’re the one who did this?” You screamed, racing at him and scratching the glass.
“Not intentionally. The fools on this ship stole my scepter, which is keeping you in place. I can break the spell long enough for you to get out.”
You perked up at this.
“I would greatly appreciate if you did.”
“I think I will. But there are a couple of conditions that I’ll need you to swear upon.”
Men were banging on the locked doors of the chamber. You knew you had about a minute to barter with Loki. You considered his terms.
“And what are these conditions?”
“One: My scepter and your staff are held in the same place. You help me free both of them.”
“Done,” you said quickly.
“Two: You don’t use your magic against me. I am capable of far more than you believe I am capable of, and a magic duel won’t end well for either of us.”
You hesitated for a moment, but knew Loki was probably the only way out of this damned cage.
“Fine,” you agreed.
“Three.” Loki looked particularly devious about this one.
“You become my queen on Asgard. I’ll need a woman like you by my side.”
“A woman like what?” You asked curiously. You had about twenty seconds left.
“Intelligent, cunning, and breathtakingly beautiful.” He winked at you. You contained your blush.
So, that was the last term. Were you really ready to be tied down with someone like this? You’d just met the guy!
“You may have just met me, but I have been watching you for quite some time. I can assure you, our love will rival the stars in their brilliance.”
Ten seconds.
He looked into your eyes, and you saw a reflection of yourself in them. Someone who was mischievous and sly, but also had a heart of gold underneath. Someone who would understand you and be your perfect match.
Five seconds.
Were you ready? Hell yes, you were.
“Deal,” you said, genuinely smiling.
Loki shoved his hand through the magic field surrounding the glass. You moved your palm toward his, and when you hit the glass barrier, you slipped right through it.
The agents of SHIELD burst through the doors on all sides. You and Loki faced them hand in hand.
“Are you ready, my queen?” He asked you, surveying the scene and flashing you a devilish smile.
“Of course, my king,” you said.
With that, you fought your way through the crowd. Without your staff and Loki’s scepter, the fighting was slower than usual, but you quickly cleaned out the agents. Loki guided you toward the room where the magical instruments were being held, and once you had successfully grabbed them, he grabbed your waist, brought you close to him, and kissed you. You kissed back and just as the kiss intensified, Loki broke off. He moved his lips sensually to your ear.
“Are you ready to see Asgard, my love?”
“Yes,” you breathed out.
And in a flash, you and Loki had disappeared from the base, gone to your new home.