Hello once again!
First of all I would like to apologize! Once again, work has been driving me nuts and not giving me enough time to write. :(
This was an idea that flew to me when I saw a post on the tumblr: Naughty Loki Confessions (I Love it BTW) about Loki being a trembling virgin and this jumped to mind. It's not done so I'm sorry for being so cruel, it's not written all yet and thus we haven't gotten to the good stuff :P
why? Mainly because I've never written a virginity fic from a guy's POV. Since it's Loki as a trembling virgin that we're talking about here, I took Loki from Thor (the first movie) as inspiration, I have to say that I love the innocence his character has at the beginning of the movie. So, this tentatively set before the movie itself. :)
I will try to finish the rest of these fics as soon as I can! :D
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Enough already, it's not like I'm gonna take him. He's not mine.
Two weeks had gone by… two weeks since he first laid eyes on her, and her exorbitant beauty. He had never seen such a beautiful creature. The way her hair danced in the wind and how her robes and her dresses clung to the form of her body perfectly, swaying with each and every one of her steps. She moved with such refinement and fluidity, as well as how she behaved herself elegantly and with loving charm. Her laugh, her smile and the way she interacted with the other guests of Odin made him feel; strange. Not happy, not angry, but it wasn't exactly an unpleasant feeling. He looked at her from afar and stared intently at her, at her eyes, her lips, as if he tried to imprint her in his memory. He couldn't stop thinking about the girl from the feasts.
Odin had invited visitors throughout the realms in some sort of celebration, and the palace as well as the rest of Asgard was filled with guests. In the middle of so much people it was easy to lose yourself. As he was not one to socialize very often, he had kept a low profile during the entire celebration. Yes, he had attended the parties, the feasts, and the fancy balls, where he shared an occasional dance with his beloved mother and then proceeded to lurk back into the shadows, but still, he had only eyes for her. He ignored the maidens that were swooning over him and kept his gaze fixed on her, only her. The way she danced with her partner, how she seemed to be floating like an angel, and how hair swung with the rhythm with which she moved along the dance floor; she appeared to be floating on air. Not wanting to be rude after all, he engaged in some pleasant small talk, all while thinking of that fair maiden.
She made him feel nervous, feel shaky and he felt his chest heavy when she was around. He wondered why he felt like this, seeing as he hadn't even had a conversation with her besides the day they were introduced. Her name was as beautiful as her. The way it rolled off her lips when she pronounced it that first day of the feast.
''Hi, I'm prince Loki of Asgard, it's a pleasure to meet you'' he said as he bowed his head and grabbed her hand, planting a soft kiss to the back. A clear example of respect and the way he had been brought up.
She smiled at him, his stomach flipped. ''Pleasure my dear prince'' she said as she curtsied and proceeded to tell him her name.
''What a beautiful name'' the shy prince said.
After that they had no contact for the remainder of the celebration, except for the general greetings at the feasts and such.
Today was the last night of the party, and a grand feast was to be held.
Today he wanted to finally talk to her and make an impression. He wanted to let go of his insecurities and have a go at the girl. He was going to have a conversation today with his interest, he was going to finally step out from the shadows and make himself known to her.
He took his time with his appearance and put on his armor with the utmost patience, making sure that each and every one of the pieces fit together perfectly. Having had it sent off to be polished earlier, he wanted to look his best tonight.
After giving his long, horned golden helmet a final glance, he took in his hands and placed it carefully over his head. He was ready.
As he made his way to grand hall to attend the final feast of the celebration he ran into his brother and they both engaged in some polite conversation, seeing as they were to be making their grand entrance together.
''My dear little brother'' Thor stated; his long blond locks flowing freely in the wind. ''Have you enjoyed yourself during these feasts?'' he said as he wrapped a big arm around Loki's broad yet slender shoulders.
The green-eyed brother found it a bit difficult to keep up the pace of Thor's heavy strides and just gave him a small smile while he uttered a simple response. ''It has been interesting'' he said in that soft, velvet-laced voice of his.
''Interesting?'' his older brother scoffed, ''the all-father brings about the best guests of all the nine realms, offers us the most wonderful and decadent food, throws such elegant feasts and balls, but yet all you can muster is a simple word such as interesting?'' They walked along noticing that the guests could be observed around the palace and the gardens, some talking and some reminiscing, while others were just taking in all the beauty that this realm held, and while the realm of Asgard was breathtaking, nothing in that moment could be compared to that maiden who had burned her way into Loki's depths of mind.
''You very well know Thor, that I'm much happier in my chambers where I'm able to enjoy my solitude and practice my magic.'' Loki stated.
Thor walked with his younger brother in his arm towards the doors that hid the final grand feast from view. ''Nonsense Loki, you must learn to enjoy yourself and take hold of what we can get. Enjoy this evening and everything that comes along with it.''
''But enough about you and your interesting opinions brother, have you seen anyone that has caught your eye in this time?'' the blond asked, letting go of Loki and putting some distance between them, they both stood tall and faced straight forward.
''Now you see Thor, that is where you and I differ so greatly. My interests are not often shared as yours, and we would do well to keep such feelings private. '' He answered.
''Who is she?'' Thor asked, raising an eyebrow
''Thor, please. What makes you think there is anyone?'' Loki said, his eyes glued to the door that stood before him.
''As you wish brother, I will accept your answer and continue as if nothing happened. I will see you after the feast.''
Once inside the great ball and having made that grand entrance together as brothers and sharing a beautiful dance with their mother, the two brothers separated and went about their business as they had done during the entire celebration. Thor went about socializing and joined his friends The Warriors Three at their usual corner. Loki thought quick to go and lurk into the shadows as he always did, but that all changed when he turned his head to the main entrance of the hall.
For at that moment she walked in and all was lost for him.
Shall I continue?
Much Love!
