WARNING: SEXUAL THEMES (Nothing crazy or super descriptive but more than I usually do for obvious reasons)
The streets of Asgard are flooded with people going about their days. Among them, and Princes Thor and Loki. As the two brothers pass they are greeted by a number of people, however they pay no real mind to them as they are on their way to a place not fit for anyone of such high stature.
"Ah we are here!" Thor said with smirk, looking to his brother. Loki rolled his eyes. Yes they had reached their destination. A brothel. Both Thor and Loki were regulars at the place, however Loki was not one to be so easily amused. In actuality Brothels had not in good taste to him for a number of years for a large reason, however, it mattered not seeing as he was a man with needs. Thor led the way into the large building that from the outside looks shabby but the inside had a feeling of high class. The general color of choice was red, filled with suede and velvet chairs and couches. Candles and chandlers hung around to light the main room. It didn't take long for Thor to find himself eloped with 2 females, on with red hair and the other with black, both with very little attire like most women here. Loki however took his time choosing who he would spend his time with. A number of women eyed him as an invitation but he looked past them, it was a pair of blue eyes caught his attention. They were not looking at him though but another man. Well, that simply wont do. Loki whispered into the ear of the Madam and made his way up stairs to a private room.
"Layla." Layla looked over to the Madam.
"Yes." The Madam held her shoulders and walked her away from the man she had been speaking to.
"Prince Loki has requested you. I have sent him to one of our privet rooms upstairs, go on."
Layla nodded and made her way up stairs."
Loki sat in a velvet blue chair awaiting the blue eyed beauty. It was only moments later she was standing before him. The woman had tan skin and blondish brown hair, she wore a a light blue dress that complemented her figure.
"Hello my prince." She greeted. Her voice soft and respectful.
"Hello, and what is your name?"
"Layla, my prince." Layla walked slowly toward the dark haired prince till she was standing directly in front of him.
"Is there anything specific you would ask of me." Loki shook his head no.
"No, I only ask that you do what you are paid to do, fuck me as if it our last days, keep good company and I suppose laughing at my jokes even if they are unfunny. However I find myself to be rather clever."
"I am sure you are my prince." Layla said smiling while climbing onto Loki's lap. Her touch was soft and warm as she caressed his face and neck before pulling him into a slow kiss.
Although Loki enjoyed the kiss and soft touches, he had no time for them, today he was looking for fast, and somewhat rough. Thus he grabbed her wrist with one hand and lifted her up with the other has he stood and moved quickly to the bed. Layla squealed lightly in surprise at his quick movements but quickly adjusted. It did not take long before they were both naked and submerged in each others bodies.
"Pleasure doing business with you." Layla said laying in the bed, still nude. Loki is putting his shirt on.
"Yes, a pleasure indeed." Hours had passed and it was ow time for Loki to return to the palace. Thor, he assumed was already gone, for he got bored after a while with women and soon felt the need to fight something. Loki glanced at Layla and once more took time to admire her appearance. She was indeed a lovely woman, who was even lovelier in bed.
"Perhaps I shall visit you again." Layla looked up from her nails that she had been picking at to Loki.
"Oh really? Well I am always around my prince, for whatever it is you need." Loki nodded.
"I would expect no less."
"Tell me prince Loki, why come to such a place in search of company. Surly there are plenty of available women in the palace, it seems more convenient." Loki smirked.
"Privacy, women in the palace have a tendency to talk, much to my brother and I's dismay, thus it is better for us to travel here."
Layla nodded. "I see, well I do hope to see you again my prince."
Loki only nodded before making his way out.
The next time Layla saw the dark haired prince was 3 days later. She rubbed his shoulders as he explained his day was rather rough. Training with Thor had done him in, as well as attending a number of Lessons about running a kingdom.
"You are often walking with your hands full my prince." Layla said. Loki laid his head back to look up at her as she rubbed his shoulders.
"How do you come to that?" He asks. "You barely know me."
Layla smirks. "On the contrary I know you quiet well. Its part of my job to know people quickly to better serve them."
Loki raised an eyebrow and grabbed one of her hands pulling Layla around the chair and into his lap.
"And how do you do such things with a man you have only been around one other time."
"By seeing their lust and their love." Loki scoffed.
"My dear, you are a whore, and I mean that in the politest of ways. However love is not included in your line of work."
Layla caresses Loki's face and smiles.
"But it does, not in a way of happy endings and marriage but of understanding to ones needs and is blind, they say; sex is impervious to reason and mocks the power of all philosophers. But, in fact, a person's sexual choice is the result and sum of their fundamental convictions. Tell me what a person finds sexually attractive and I will tell you their entire philosophy of life. Show me the person they sleep with and I will tell you their valuation of themselves. No matter what corruption they're taught about the virtue of selflessness, sex is the most profoundly selfish of all acts, an act which they cannot perform for any motive but their own enjoyment - just try to think of performing it in a spirit of selfless charity! - an act which is not possible in self-abasement, only in self-exultation, only on the confidence of being desired and being worthy of desire. It is an act that forces them to stand naked in spirit, as well as in body, and accept their real ego as their standard of value. They will always be attracted to the person who reflects their deepest vision of themselves, the person whose surrender permits them to experience - or to fake - a sense of self-esteem .. Love is our response to our highest values - and can be nothing else."
Loki examined his blue eyed beauty. How interesting her brain seemed to work.
"And you know all this from sleeping with me once?"
Layla nodded. "I believe I do. You are a man of many secrets and complexities but that is your philosophy, knowledge is power."
Loki nodded ever so slowly.
"You are quiet intelligent for a woman of your stature." Layla laughed.
"Like I said, Knowledge is power. When I am not doing this, I have free time on my hands and what better way then to use that time learning something new."
"That's the key is it not?" Loki spoke. "To making good decisions, by knowing what your talking about. My brother Thor lacks that trait." Layla shook her head.
"The key to good decision making is not knowledge. It is understanding. We are swimming in the former. We are desperately lacking in the latter. People fear not what they don't know, but what they do not understand. Believe it or not there is a difference."
Loki gently rubs circles on Layla's arm with his thumb as she talks. Her brain intrigues him. Not many whores give their opinions, in fear they will offend their costumer, and thus be punished, and the ones who do, usually don't have any idea what they are talking about. It was refreshing to see something different in her.
"I found power in accepting the truth of who I am. It may not be a truth that others can accept, but I cannot live any other way. How would it be to live a lie every minute of your life." Layla spoke.
"I may be a whore, with no title, and no future besides giving into men's desires, but at least I know that at the end of the day I know I am just as intelligent, just as worthy of things as anyone else is. You would be surprised how many noblemen and women can not actually say the same."
Loki did not need to hear anymore, he simply kissed her, and moved their evening forward.
Small taste of my new story and I hope you will come to enjoy it as much as you have my others. Please remember to comment and heart to show me you like it thus pushing me to update!
