So I use to have an account on here years ago, I am the writer of "A Trade Off" (Joker/OC) and various other things. Needless to say I lost all my log in info and I can't get back on. I was Jenna Von Cannon, if you want to go back and read any of my other works on the site. I'm back after a rather long hiatus to provide awesome Loki and Thor smut. Not them together like that but with a female. I'm a Loki girl but this fanfic has the original character pretty much being with both- and Thor is fucking gorgeous as well. If you do not want to read smut, this might not be the story for you. I will always post warnings of any sexual content in the chapters that way people can skip it and if you do skip it, I'll make sure nothing plot wise happens in that chapter. Sorry for the long opener! I hope you all have fun reading this as I'm going to have fun writing it. I love reviews and constructive criticism, flames happen and expect them so whatevs.

I do not own Loki, Thor, Asgard, or anything else, Marvel has those rights. I do own the plot and concept of the story. The characters are based on Greek Mythology. The items in the vault are of Marvel as well.

Warning: Sexual suggestion


He had failed, seemingly. The invasion of Earth was thwarted by the Avengers Initiative, each of the individuals he had thought they were nothing more than pests that he hadn't given the proper thought. To have the midgardians at his feet, at his disposal, it was his own kind of peace and tranquility. The humans were far less superior than the God, each day they committed acts of hatred, of greed, of ignorance. Their own government had grown past the point of full as far as their power was concerned. Did they not realize that he brought a solution that would favor them far more than what their own elected officials had in mind? Concentration camps designed to appear as shelter and aid while terrible disasters occurred. The people looked to their leaders for answers when they orchestrated the events rather easily. The state of a New World Order approached Midgard and when it was to come, the humans would be left defenseless in their own fears. They would cower in it in many ways similar to their reactions when the Chitari invaded through the portal.

Time on other realms, on other planets, was distorted from the Earth time. In Asgard years would pass above but on Earth it would be nothing more than a few days. Loki and Thor were centuries into their life before Odin thought it was time to pass on the mantle of King of Asgard to his heir, Thor Odinson. Natural feelings of self-righteousness poured off the Trickster, the Liesmith. He held on to those emotions and suffered the effect as they intensified and became distorted with his genius intellect. Loki had thought he was the better of the two, he was fit to rule Asgard. The question remained in their heads who was the better brother? Thor had the charisma that pulled in most everyone, he was the typical Aesir that was born and bred upon the realm. Boasting of war tells, the warrior was confident that once he had taken his place on the throne that he would command the respect of the Nine Realms. The Jotun held intelligence and wisdom like shining trophies, he thought of what Asgard needed in the time of peace. Though Loki is the God of Lies the question lingered on if he would have been bad for Asgard as the thought that he might have been exactly what his 'home' needed.

His promise was broken to Thanos, for years upon the desolate planet Loki was made into putty in the being's hands. He was broken and damaged, the fire in his heart burned for revenge. It was but another task that Loki had to endure. Once Thanos was done with him, the monster had casted him into the dark void of space of which he drifted through periods of wake and sleep, some time he woke screaming. The horrors in which he endured, the swear of his 'family' to keep him safe. It wasn't long until he had been found and taken from Asgard. He never once spoke of his task in detail, of what he had exchanged in order to have the knowledge to wield the Tesseract. The Liesmith kept quiet of what he knew would come. There was nothing Odin, Thor, or Frigga could do let alone the other various siblings that had not enough fame for Loki to recognize. Dark times fell upon Asgard the moment the red monster took hold of the God of Lies. It was his quiet resolve that once he was released from his bonds that he may start a new in his wicked ways. There were other things in which had his attention such as the Infinity Ganlet, the Eternal Flame, or the Eye of Agmotto which were held in the Trophy Vault.

It so happened that vault was locked. The dangerous and exotic items remained untouched for centuries upon centuries. With the things within it was a dangerous choice to have them within the realm of Asgard. Some argued it was safe though others said Asgard has fallen over the years and a tragic event could occur. The vault was locked with the blood of a few choice Greek Gods and Goddesses. Their blood as well as a ritual chanted sealed it from ever being opened without the blood from their veins.

The Greeks chose instead of withering into nothing, the wars taken place upon Olympus had weakened their defenses. The Titans, Hades, and other beings from other realms waged war and took out many. Those who were needed for the vault seeked help from Asgard, from Odin, to be reborn throughout the years on Midgard in a human body. They would hold characteristics of their true selves though they would go about their lives in ignorance as to who they really were. Artemis, the virgin, had spent lives in the form of women who kept their virtues; the feminist in ways; she had a love for the outdoors as well as for hunting. Ares, the warmonger, he spent his years fighting for whatever country he was born into; he was the hothead who had not a single problem in starting a bar fight over a girl; he lived carefree. Hermes, the athlete; in one life he was a man who had made it as far as the Olympics based on his love for sprinting; he was the track star who had a sense of humor, the class clown; he had no problem delivering pizza on a bicycle. Aphrodite, the lover; she had spent her years as a sex icon; she had been a stripper; she had been an escort; she had been a reason for competition between two brothers.

It had been a rather difficult task in tracking her down. Loki and Thor had tried for years. Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, was in love with love. Any affection bestowed upon her, the Goddess reveled in. Thor and Loki had spent nights in her bed as they would take her in every way they knew she loved. Her skin was soft to the touch, not a flaw upon her flesh. She was desirable in every way a woman could be. When Loki had first met Aphrodite he bestowed a special gift which allowed to change aspects of her visual appearance to further please her mate better. Her hair was naturally golden with strands of light blonde to honey scattered throughout her head of hair. Her eyes were lavender as her skin was lightly touched by the sun. Her flashes were full and dark brown, her lips were plump and shaped in a way it made men imagine them upon their members. Thor took her in her natural state, her breasts and hips he desired in the shape of an hourglass. Loki, however, preferred different. Her hair would be a glossy black, eyes would take on his favorite color of green. Her breasts would shrink in size as would the rest of her body though not much else would change. Her hair remained thick and down to her waist. She often wore it with curls thought she use to fancy it completely straight. Loki thought she was beautiful in her natural state, it was a quiet jealousy of Aphrodite not being solely his that caused his need for change of state.

The four Greek Gods were hidden from all, even Heimdall knew not which human they were. Loki had spent a great deal of his time finding a way in which he could track them all down. He planned a death for them all, but not before he was able to have the Goddess of Love to himself a few times. Perhaps he would spare her. That thought went out the window as he remembered the times in which she chose a night with Thor over himself. It would be different this time around. The Trickster God had managed to track them all down, one by one, and now all that was left to be decided was which he would visit first. He would have what he wants he vowed to himself as he watched the being who would be Aphrodite sleep in her bed, invisible as far as any eye could see.


So that's the end of this first chapter. I should have another one up within the week. Traveling for Christmas. Thank you to all who have read and I'd love your feedback :)