Hot lips trailed down Jane's throat as a hand played with the delicate skin just above her hip bone. His actions elicited a small groan from her lips. Jane ran her hands over his shoulders to fist in his silky blonde locks, bringing his face back to hers. The look in his blue eyes was tinged with lust and Jane could feel a wave of heat course through her body. Maybe this time…
Jane shifted her position in Thor's lap, pressing herself against him as she spoke. "Hey, do you want to…" she trailed off in what she hoped was a seductive voice.
Thor held her gaze and continued stroking her skin without missing a beat. "Do I want to what?" he asked as though she had simply forgotten the end of her sentence. Thor may be the god of thunder and a prince of Asgard, but aware of her sexual advances he was not.
She tried again, this time pressing her chest flush against his and bringing her lips to his ear. "You know, be intimate." Even saying that much brought a flush to her face. She was really no good at these things. At times like this, she wished her lovable oaf was a little better at picking up on her signals.
"Ah, you mean sex. Why did you not simply say so?" the thunder god chuckled lightly.
Jane let forth an exasperated sigh as she slammed a fist playfully against his chest. Subtlety was completely lost on Thor. "Never mind," she grumbled and began disentangling herself from his body. She scooted off his lap and rested her head against the back of her sofa, grabbing a pillow to squeeze. She wanted to curl up into a little ball of embarrassment.
Thor reached out and cupped her face in one palm. "It's all right, Jane. You can voice your desires to me."
Jane smiled weakly. This was not her first failed attempt at hinting to Thor that she was ready to take their relationship to the next level. In the few weeks that he had been on Earth, they had enjoyed very little alone time. Between invitations to join the Avengers in New York, to catching up with Erik, to Darcy's impeccable ability to arrive back at their apartment at the most inopportune times, Jane had found surprisingly little time to voice her desires as Thor was now coaxing her to do. And even when they did have time, Jane's own flustered personality got in her way more often than not. On her last attempt, she had tried an admittedly rather cheesy pick-up line about Thor taking her to the stars, but had ended up babbling about orbital mass instead, leaving Thor in a sea of confusion.
"I'll try," she said at last. She saw Thor closing the distance between them and tilted her chin up toward his, letting her eyes close as she waited for the feel of his warm lips.
Only, the feeling never came. Instead, she felt a warm tingling across her body, and then a dizzying rush as she was pulled from her apartment. She opened her eyes just in time to see the edge of Asgard materialize before her. The white light enveloping her and Thor began to fade, letting her float slowly to the ground. While she was excited to be in Asgard again, the slightest glance at Thor showed that every muscle in his body had tensed. Apparently they were in for trouble.
"Heimdall, why have you brought us here?" Thor called out. He reached an arm out and mjolnir flew quickly into his grasp.
The normally rigid man slumped forward to one knee. With effort, he raised his head to look at Thor. Jane gasped, recognizing that his all-seeing eyes had lost their glow and looked up at them with plain brown irises. "Mortals," Heimdall said. "Loki has turned all of Asgard to mortals."
Jane shot a frightened glance to Thor. Wasn't Loki supposed to be dead? Hadn't he sacrificed his life to save her and Thor? How the hell could he get enough power to transform the mighty men and women of Asgard into beings no stronger than her? These questions and more raced through her mind, but the hardened glint in Thor's eyes made her think better of asking any of them just yet. She scooted closer to Thor's side, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Tell me more," Thor commanded through gritted teeth.
"There is nothing more to tell, my prince." Heimdall bowed his head again. "Loki appeared suddenly, possessing a power foreign to us. Everywhere he struck left our people powerless and weak. As I saw the effects of his cursed magic spreading to the edges of Asgard, I used the last of my power to summon you here." Heimdall removed his sword from his waist and offered it to his prince on outstretched arms. His muscles instantly began shaking with the weight of the effort, no longer able to support the fearsome metal blade. "I am sorry, my prince. I fear that I was already too late." His arms began sinking lower as Heimdall lost his battle against the blade's weight. "I have failed you."
Jane could feel the anger buzzing off of Thor, every muscle in his frame taut with fury. Clearly it pained him to see the mighty Heimdall brought so low, and to know that it was caused by yet another trick of his brother's doing.
"Rise, Heimdall." Once the man was standing again, Thor continued. "You have done well in bringing me here. I will put an end to my brother's madness once and for all." Thor turned his pained expression to Jane and pulled her tight against his side. "Come, Jane." He began spinning mjolnir to build up momentum, then sent them flying toward the palace where Loki would surely be awaiting them.
Once Thor set her down, Jane felt as though time had sped forward leaving her in slow motion. She struggled to take stock of the situation. The golden room of the palace looked unchanged, save for the slumped figures that had fallen in various locations around the room. Were they dead? Had Loki decided to kill any mortal Asgardian desperate enough to fight back? As she turned her head to where Loki stood, she saw that he and Thor were already engaged in combat, with Loki spewing some sort of hateful taunt that flew by too quickly for her to process. As though her brain was churning through deep water, she took in one fact at a time. Thor was attacking Loki with his fists. Mjolnir was lying untouched in the middle of the room. Loki was easily dodging each of Thor's blows.
"No!" she screamed as the realization slammed into her. Loki's magic had turned Thor into a mortal just like the others. Without his power, Thor stood no chance against the super-charged Loki. She watched in horror as Loki began the offensive, slamming Thor's body against one of the pillars.
Thor slumped to the ground, but refused to stay down. Just as he got to his feet, Loki slammed into him, sending Thor toppling against the steps. Even from her distance, Jane could see the wounds spreading around Thor's body. He couldn't take much more, she had to do something.
Jane's brain finally caught up to speed as she began to formulate a plan. She had to save Thor, no matter the cost.
"Stop!" She cried, launching herself at Loki before he could unleash his final blow. He turned his attention toward her, untempered malice in his emerald eyes. He raised his hand to direct his fiery assault at her instead when her next words stopped him cold. "Take me instead."
A maniacal laugh exploded from his lips. "What could I possibly want with you, mortal?"
Shit! Jane thought. What next? Jane glanced at Thor who was struggling and failing to rise from the floor. Maybe if she could play to Loki's ego and need for dominance… Another second of taking in Thor's bleeding wounds steeled her resolve. "The one thing your brother never had."
Loki paused a moment, taking in her meaning. A wicked smile came to light on his face. He lowered his outstretched arm and steepled his fingers under his chin. "Oh, Thor, your woman is clever indeed to tempt me so."
Thor made a redoubled effort to pull himself from the ground, the force of which pushed fresh blood from his wounds and colored his voice with the echoes of his pain. "Jane, no. I would sooner die than-"
"Silence!" Loki bellowed as he sent a spark of green flame that knocked Thor to the ground once more. He looked back at Jane, his expression changing from rage to keen interest in a mere second. "Go on," he purred, sidling closer like a predator about to snatch a mouse between its fearsome jaws.
Jane was still reeling from Loki's sudden shift in emotion, but forced herself to think. He's already conquered Asgard and Thor is his final trophy. He flaunts his power over others, but always has a trick up his sleeve. Thoughts whirring, she pressed on. "It's true that you have claimed the throne of Asgard and become more powerful than even Odin himself, yet you remain unsatisfied." She paused, half cringing as she waited for the angry blast that would surely follow her statement. After a beat of silence passed, she opened her eyes fully and found Loki staring at her inquisitively. Perhaps he really would hear her out. She gathered her courage once more and continued, "Because what you really want more than the power, more than the glory, is to be better than Thor in every way. You want to possess everything that he once held dear until it is yours and yours alone. And there remains only one thing in the nine realms that once belonged to him and still eludes your grasp."
Loki laughed again, this time in what appeared to be actual amusement. He circled Jane, drawing her hair away from her neck with one long finger as he bent his head to speak against the soft crook of her neck. "So Thor's little plaything is quite the temptress after all."
As he spoke, Jane fought her reflex to clench her fists. She refused to give him the satisfaction of showing her revulsion and instead focused on keeping her breathing even and on trying to keep her eyes off Thor. She couldn't bear to see the impact of her words on his heart. He had suffered enough already, now it was her duty to protect him. "Spare Thor's life. In return, I will give myself to you so that you can have complete dominion over everything that was his. So that you," she had to force the words from her lips, "can have even the part of me that he..." she trailed off. Loki had apparently found her words encouraging and had now snaked an arm around her waist, right hand moving ever closer to the piece of her body that she could not put words to.
"Do you hear that, brother?" Loki spat. His fingers dug tightly into Jane's waist eliciting a small cry from her against her will. "She is willing to offer me her little cunt in order to spare your life." Thor roared his protest, but Loki shot another spurt of flames at him that forced the blonde warrior into silence once more. Loki's pleased expression grew to manic joy at his brother's distress. "Oh how I will revel in your anguish as you watch me claim your final prize." He pinned Jane against the hard line of his torso in a stance clearly meant to show Thor his position of control. His lips were at Jane's ear, breathing each word in wicked glee. "My terms are as follows: You will serve me willingly and freely in anything I need or desire and I will allow your precious Thor to live. Should I detect even the slightest hint of disobedience, I will dismember him before your eyes and subject your mortal form to such torture that you will plead for death."
Jane could not control the shiver that ran through her body at his words. At last she let her eyes wander to Thor and saw her worst fears confirmed. Skin a ghastly gray and covered in fresh wounds, Thor held immeasurable hatred in his eyes. Throughout all of Loki's misdeeds over the centuries, Thor had always found it in himself to forgive Loki, yet his look showed that the raven haired brother was no longer worthy of forgiveness. She could tell Thor wanted nothing more than to channel his rage into snapping Loki's neck, but it was useless. With Thor in his current weakened state, Loki could be rid of his eternal nemesis in a single stroke. The only way to save him would be to give in to his lunatic brother's demands which would hopefully buy her enough time to come up with some kind of plan.
"Jane," Thor called with the last of his strength, "It's some kind of trick. You can't -"
"I accept." Her answer was barely audible, but Loki's final squeeze of her hips indicated he had heard her response loud and clear.
"Foolish girl," he growled, "You have no idea what you've done."
A/N: This is my first Lokane fic, and I had a ton of fun starting it. I'm clearly a sucker for good-girl/bad-guy combos and was inspired after finally watching the Thor movies.
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