~ Hotel Helheim: Freedom ~
By: Monkan

Pairing: Thor/Loki

Warning: Slash, dub-con, sex, and if you've read the first story you know what might be mentioned.
Themes: Mystery, Thriller, Horror, Drama, Family, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Copyrights: I own nothing; all credit goes to Marvel and the mythology. I don't own any other brands that might be mentioned.

Full Summary: It's been two years since he visited the mysterious Helheim Hotel he found himself inherit after his parents died. Despite moving on with his life, and stepping up to the role as leader in the family company, Thor finds himself being haunted by someone.

A/N: The long awaited sequel is here. I know that many of you wished and wanted this for a long time and I hope I do you justice. Enjoy and don't forget to leave me a comment.

Part 1 of 4

~ Prologue ~

The thunder and rain was going crazy outside the bedroom window. The flashes of light brightening up the bed where a man and a woman was sleeping in each others arms peacefully.

The topside of the chest of drawers was full of photos. Some of families and friends while others was of Thor with his girlfriend Jane.

Suddenly, the window opened just enough to let the stormy wind in, but it didn't crash open the glass and break it like the storm wanted to. Slowly the frame opened more and a shadow was climbing inside.

Sensing the company, Thor's blue eyes opened and he saw the figure sitting on the windowsill with his hands holding the thin wood. Black hair wet and pushed back from his face roughly by hands, causing a few strands to curl up and cling to his face. The face was pale and almost translucent white, making the piercing green eyes stand out sharply. A wet butler uniform clung to his body as he smirked at Thor.

Thor got up from bed, pulling the blanket with him enough to uncover Jane's bare shoulder. Unashamed by his own state of nakedness, Thor walked up to the other man and stood almost close enough for their chests to touch.

No words was said between them as they seemed to wait for the other to do something. Then Thor leaned forward and roughly kissed the intruder. Groans vibrated in his throat as he drank from those lips like a starved man. With a deep breath on both sides, they pressed their bodies together. Thor gripped tightly the intruder's waist so that he could hold him still as the other rubbed himself against Thor naked body.

One arm came up around his shoulders and into his hair as the other held onto one of Thor's biceps. The heat between them didn't cool down as they only parted for seconds to gain air before continuing.

Thor felt himself grow hard as he tried to undo the tie and buttons on the uniform and white shirt. When he had only managed to get the top open he used one hand to push it down one shoulder. With the planes of creamy skin presented to him, Thor let go of the delicious mouth and latched onto the neck. With one hand holding down the fabric, his other hand reached down to fondle the firm butt of the intruder.

Nibbling and biting his way out to the edge of the shoulder, all the while his hips rocked and jerked against the other, Thor groaned like a forsaken man who had just found paradise.

Desire and lust weaved together as he clung to the other like a desperate man.

Just as he was about to take those lips again, to whisper a name he should have forgotten, another voice came first.

"Thor, it's raining. Close the window."

Thor flinched when he heard Jane's sleepy voice, but he stood alone. His breath came in heated clouds and he was still hard, but the figure who had just been with him was gone. There was no evidence that he had ever been there.

No wet puddle at his feet nor was his body any more wet than the rain outside could manage to do on its own. No shadow or body to tell him it had all been real. He was just standing there by the open window in the nude, arm at his sides and letting the rain hit him.

Thor did his best to gather his thoughts and closed the window. "Sorry, Jane."

He walked back to bed and crawled under, letting the bed dry him with the dying heat.

Scooting closer so that his chest rested against her back, Jane could feel his hard-on and smirked. "What was you thinking about to make you this hard?"

"You obviously." Thor covered his real thoughts up and started to tease his lover's body. "I want to make sweet love to you."

Wiggling her buttocks against him, she sighed happily. "Then why don't you just start right now?"

As he took his girlfriend to the very heavens of pleasure, Thor couldn't shake off what had happened at the window, nor that his thoughts was betraying him by slowly replacing the body under him.

Meanwhile at the Hotel Helheim, the butler of the establishment was sitting by the bar with a glass of scotch on the counter. His appearance was impeccable as always and not one strand of hair was out of place.

With one touch from his finger, the two ice cubes inside rubbed against each other.

But the scotch was not alone as it was accompanied by a cocktail glass of Bloody Mary.

Taking the scotch first and sweeping it in one go, Loki made a face of disgust as the taste of dry ash and charcoal dried out his throat.

"Disgusting." he said while trying to keep from making a face. "Absolutely disgusting."

All while still struggling to keep his reflexes in check from the scotch, Loki took the cocktail and sipped it. He sighed in pleasure.

"Nothing like a good '84 to wash away the filth." he took another small sip even if his stomach wanted more. "It won't be long now, you bastard. Soon I will have my freedom and I will not have to live on rations." Putting the scotch glass down on the other side of the bar, he pulled out a bottle of deep red liquid. Refilling the cocktail before he put it back, the butler turned around so that he could take a look at the place he had lived for most of his life. Then he looked toward the doors which led to the reception desk and the 'family' portrait. "This for you," Loki raised the cocktail in mock celebration. "May you continue to burn in hell as I feast on your descendants. I will enjoy fulfilling their worst nightmare until every single one of them is gone. And you know what's the best part?" a gleeful sneer deformed Loki's face. "I will never go to hell for it."

Draining the cocktail, he held it up so the last few drops could drip down on his tongue in his open mouth. Revealing fangs of a predator.

TBC