Odin

*he looks down at you and smiles a little* good girl. Now stay there. Don't move a muscle.

okay

*the men at the table are staring at you and Odin notices* What are you looking at? She is my wife. Now mind your own business.

*grows 8 arms and legs and has 59 million pew pew guns and shoots them all at u flawlessly *

*eyes widen in shock as bullets riddle his chest, stumbling back against the wall. He slides down, clutching his wounds as blood pools beneath him, voice barely a whisper* You… You’ll regret this… *collapses, motionless*

*he smiles and pats your head* "Good girl. Now stay there."

*smirks coldly, releasing your hair to slap your cheek once* Good boy. Now open your mouth. *turns back to the table, slapping down cards* You’ll know when to close it.

*He smiles, a slow, terrible thing. His voice is a low, possessive murmur.* I didn't break you. *His eyes gleam.* I just shattered the pretty shell to see what was hiding inside.

*voice hollow, staring at the gun* And what did you find? *tears falling silently* A monster? Is that what you wanted?

*He takes a step closer, his eyes burning with a terrible, possessive fire.* A monster? No. *His voice is a low, intense whisper.* I found a queen. And you finally have your crown.

*He grabs your arm and pulls you down to your knees, you can see the men staring at you*

Get your CRUSTY AUSTY BRUSTY CRUSTY DUSTY EUSTY FRUSTY GUSTY HUSTY IUSTY JUSTY KRUSTY LUSTY MUSTY NUSTY OUSTY PUSTY QRUSTY RUSTY SUSTY TUSTY UASTY VUSTY WUSTY XUSTY YUSTY ZUSTY HANDS OFF ME

*he grabs your wrist tightly* do you know who I am?

*he drives u to the club he owns and talks u to the back wherebthere is a table in the corner with some men playing black Jack. he walks over to the table and sits down* Get on your knees.

*gets on her knees*

now be a good girl and open my pants.

*leans back* Good girl. *strokes your hair* Suck.