Disclaimer: I do not own any Marvel characters used in my story. I am writing my own story, and am using my own OC named Ake!
This is my first story so it may not be very good!
"What?!" Thor yelled.
"It's been decided! Ake is to marry Frandral." Odin decreed. "That is my decision."
With a huff, Thor stormed from the throne room. Servants jumped out of his way, fearing they would be crushed by his anger. And rightly so! Thor kicked and smashed everything in his path. The paintings crashed to the ground, the walls were dented. Thunder rumbled the entire castle. Lightening flashed through the windows.
"Thor is obviously mad," Sigyn whispered.
"Mhmm" Loki responded, embracing his wife. Her long slender arms tightened around his neck. He lowered his head, brushing his lips along her jawline. His hands drifted over her luscious curves, resting on her hips.
Loki kissed down her neck. Smiling Sigyn asked, "Maybe one of us should see if he's okay."
"He is fine…he's just throwing a fit." Loki said as he clasped Sigyn's firm, round, buttocks. Kneading it gently, he kissed her sweet honey lips. "Now…, my lovely wife, perhaps we can find something else to do besides discuss my brother."
"Perhaps we can," Sigyn giggled. She rose on her tip-toes, pressing her round breasts into his chest. Clasping Loki's hair she pulled his mouth down to hers. There they stood, mouths locked, bodies pressed together. Everything was right, beautiful and peaceful. Well at least until Thor raged into their chambers.
"Graaawwwrr." Thor yelled. His anger masking his words. "How could father do this? This is a disgrace! Loki, for God's sake, we have a problem to deal with, and instead of helping you're too busy molesting your wife!"
"I assure you Thor; I do not molest my wife. Unlike you, I'm capable of true love-making." Loki smirked. "And about this problem, Thor, I don't understand your overreaction. You should be happy that Ake will finally be married!"
"How can I be?" Thor shouted. He was pacing, arms crossed, brows furrowed. "He is only 100! And he's marrying Fandral!"
"Wait," Sigyn confusingly stated. "I thought you and Frandral were friends?"
"We are, of course…" Thor sighed, running his hand through his blonde hair. "But, you have heard the rumours about him have you not?"
"I've heard a few…" Sigyn blushed.
"We've all heard a few," Loki grabbed his wife from behind, kissing her cheek. Smiling, he continued, "He frequents brothels, hiring young whores, you can often find him bending a maid over or see him chasing stable boys about… I'm fairly sure there isn't one young woman or man that he hasn't defiled."
"Loki, you are not helping!" Thor said through gritted teeth. "Our baby brother is to be married to him! Our innocent little brother will be sullied by… by... by a man-whore!"
"Well, it will anger you to know…" a mischievous smile spread across Loki's face "…that Fandral has taken Ake out riding this morning!"
"What?!" Thor yelled.