Loki was coming awake, the first thing to hit his sensitive nose was a pungent scent of brass and copper. Desperate to escape it, he tried to crawl away, but fails. As he blinked away the blurriness of his vision, he glimpsed a figure sitting at the edge of the bed. A smirk spread across your face, enjoying the sight of the god in this state, with a muzzle and chains restricting his powers. Finally, you had taken the steps to obtain your obsession, having the opportunity to keep him captive