Enchanted

Forty-Two

Trix swing her leg as she laid on the ledge, up on the roof. She looked up at the night sky, amused that any of them thought she could be contained at all, didn't Stark listen when he was at the bar, the first time? She was in his system, and had been for months, years even. She had Friday let her out once they had gone to bed, the AI didn't notifying anyone that she had gotten out.

Trix had gone for a run, needing to burn off some of the energy plus she had to put her scent out as a perimeter, just incase in fangs or cujos were near by.

She smelled and heard him, before she saw him, and she didn't move from her spot... 'You can try to be as stealthy as you want, but you really suck at it..'

'Those senses of yours are really creepy..'.. He walked closer, his steps a little slow, hesitant.

'Why are you up here? You clearly went to the cell, and tracked me down, without telling anyone I'm up here, why?..'.. She rolled her head to the side, watching him.

'Figured you could need company, to talk..'.. He held his hands up.

'Its not talking I need, and you know it..'.. She sat up, swinging her legs around so she was facing him... 'You can deny it to yourself, but you want me, that's why you came to find me. I went for a run to try and wear myself out, so I'm not throwing off any more pheromones, but you came to me..'.. She tilted her head to the side... 'Surpsied it's you though..'

He gave a smile and looked down... 'Ah, you didn't want to look like a horny guy in front of the others. That's fair, I don't blame you..'.. She chuckled.

'You admitted to sleeping with Thor and Loki-..'

'Sex. I don't sleep with anyone..'.. Trix hopped off the ledge, moving closer to him... 'We fucked, just like I fucked many other guys. I need sex, I crave it. Those I trust, I give control, those I don't, I make them submit..'.. She watched his eyes blow wide with lust... 'The pleasure, the pain, its addictive, question is, can you satiate my hunger right now?..'

He reached out, pulling her to him, his chest heaving, right on the edge of completely losing it... 'You need someone to claim you, right?..'

'Yes, but only if the cure works..'.. She said, and he frowned down at her... 'My plan, involves being claimed, by one like me..'.. She stepped back, smirking at him. She could smell his interest... 'I mark someone, and he takes me as his own. The godly duo say there's a cure for those who are marked, which means this change, will be temporary, but I don't know how long the guy would have to be a wolf for..'

'Will you take the cure?..'.. He asked as she started walking towards the edge again.

'No. I hate what I was turned into, but I help more this way, and that's something I can live with..'.. She turned back to him.

'This plan of yours, if you marked me, then you could teach me how to control it, right? No one would know. If there's a battle-...'

'There will be. You don't get it..'.. She strode over to him... 'This isn't just a battle, is world ending war. Two sides, fighting to control this world, neither one knowing the other exists. Humanity will be caught in the middle of it all, and both sides want me. I have nothing, or no one that they can use to hurt me with..'