Warning: Very mature, contains material of a sexual nature, some including bondage/non-consensual sex. In upcoming chapters that sex will be of a homosexual nature, you have been warned.

Disclaimer: As always with fanfiction, I own nothing, even a bit of the plot is stolen from the Movie Thor.

Note: This story takes place in the middle of the Thor movie. It is a "what if" scenario. What if Thor's friends were prevented from traveling to earth to get Thor? After Thor tried to get his hammer, in case you don't remember, Loki comes to Thor and lies to him. Loki tells him their father is dead and that Thor can't return because the Ice Giants have made it part of the peace treaty that he remain on Earth. So this is basicly, what if Loki pulled it if he had prevented Sif, Hogan and the gang from traveling to Earth to get Thor. And of course, what if Thor and Loki decided to date...

...and a final note, I have a few of these chapters written already. If you guys and girls out there like the story I will post the rest of them. So don't be shy, please give me comments, good or bad, and let me know if I should continue with this.

CH. 1 Giving Her What She Wants

After the fall of Odin and Loki's rise to power, Thor was abandoned on Earth. Believing his father had died and his banishment was the only way to prevent war with the Ice Giants. Loki felt incredible, having subdued his brother and claimed his position on the throne. Thor's companions, Loki's former friends, were suspicious of why Thor could not be returned, but could not do anything about it. Heimdall, the gate keeper, refused to help them reach Earth and they had no other means to get there. As Loki sat on his throne, plotting how to destroy the Ice Giants, he was visited by Sif.

"Hello," She sighed, interrupting Loki's thoughts.

"I didn't hear you come in, where are the guards?" he yelled furiously

"The guards decided to become unconscious for a while" the smirk on her face widened as she talked. "So I thought I would let myself in."

Loki was not surprised she could best his guards, she was a capable warrior. Doing it silently however, was not something he thought was in her repertoire. As he watched her come towards him he felt as if he were seeing her for the first time, stealth was not the only thing new about her.

She was dressed in a gown he would not have imagined she even owned. It was silky, short, and split down the middle to her navel. The whole thing was being held together by a single gold chain pulled tight across her chest. She was walking unusually too, slowly, effeminately, with a hint of desire in her hips.

"What do you want?" Loki barked, a bit less heatedly than he meant to.

"Well" she chuckled, as if had just made a joke, "I thought I would just see how you were doing."

As she approached Loki's throne he noticed the defined muscles on her arms and legs. She was so built that if not for her breasts, which seemed as if they might slip out at any moment, one could mistake her for a petite man.

"I am as well as one would expect in my position, my father is dying, my brother is exiled, a war is imminent, and my friends abandoned me because I won't rip my kingdom apart by bending to their demands."

At this point Sif had reached the steps to the throne. As Loki finished she lowered her head and kneeled before him. As she did the dress shifted as the weight of her breasts fell forward revealing her nipples entirely.

"I'm sorry, we were wrong to treat you that way" she began. "The others are still cross but I have come to tell you I understand. You have no choice; if you did I'm sure you would restore your brother's place among us."

Loki was skeptical of Sif's change of heart. He wanted to remove her from his chamber, an easy feat with the power of the staff he acquired with the throne. However, he had been lonely lately, longing for some sign of friendship from his former comrades. The swelling in his pants did not help his focus either…

"Thank you," he said finally, after a long pause. "I am glad you can see it my way."

Sif rose from her kneeling position and ascended the stairs to Loki's throne. She kneeled again and kissed Loki's hand.

"Why all the formality suddenly?" Loki wondered aloud.

"You are the king now after all," she explained.

Loki gripped her hand and began to pull, intending to help her stand. As he did however she lost her balance on her heels and fell into his lap. Loki's cock throbbed in response to the heat from her body.

"Oh, sorry," He began, but was cut off with a kiss.

"My king, there is no need to apologize," She responded after a long lip lock.

Loki's hands began to slowly creep around her body as their tongues wrestled. Sif reached down to unclasp the chain holding her dress together and it fell to her waist. Loki began to kiss and suck on her nipples hard, leaving little bruises as she moaned out his name. She stood from his lap only long enough to allow the dress to drop to the floor, then grabbed Loki's hand and guided him to the ground beside her.

Loki climbed on top of her, feeling odd as he did. She was acting so compliant, but he knew she could force him down with those muscles without much effort at all. After a few thrusts, as if reading his mind, Sif wrestled Loki to the floor below her and forced him deep inside her. Loki's mind began to swim as, watching her balance on top of him. He stared intently at her bruised up breasts, admiring his marks on her. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed her glance up at his throne for a moment, and then quickly back to him.

Loki's first thought was that she was only using him for his rank, but that seemed so unlike her. The whole scene seemed unlike her though. Like a bucket of cold water, suddenly it dawned on him, and he was angry with himself for letting it go this far.

"You bitch!" he shouted casting a spell that sent her flying across the room. He stood and looked towards the throne to see Hogun making off with his staff. Another quick spell froze him in place. Loki ran to him and grabbed his staff from the icy hand.

"No!" Sif screamed as she barreled towards him, but it was too late. With a quick swing Loki smashed the ninja to pieces.

She was on Loki a moment later, her sweat soaked naked body pinning him to the ground. She began pummeling his face. Loki gripped his staff and with a small jerk paralyzed her.

As she lay there on top of him, unable to move, Loki felt his face with his hand. He was bleeding a bit and thought his nose might be broken. He tossed Sif's body aside, spitting on her face.

"I was stupid to think you might actually listen to me. Now one of our friends is dead because of your obsession with bringing Thor back! Why couldn't you just listen, I am the fucking king you know!" Loki stepped over to his throne and grabbed the dress from the floor. As he did the scent of it reminded him of what he had been doing just a few minutes earlier.

"Where did you get this? I should have known from the moment I saw it something was going on." He looked at Sif, her naked body sprawled on the floor.

"Degenerate wench, how dare you come in here trying to con me! Trying to take my staff so you can open the Bifrost. If you want it so bad, I'll give it to you!" e shout

Loki shouted

Loki crossed the room to where Sif lay. He looked down on her for a moment, his length hardening as he stared in disdain. Taking his staff he slapped her across the face, as he did he un-paralyzed her from the neck up. She spat blood and screamed but knew no one would hear her, because Hogun and her had removed all the guards. As he watched her squirm Loki grabbed a hold of himself and began to work his member in his hand.

"You're fucking sick." Sif groaned. Loki smiled at her.

"Well I think it's time you got what you came for."

As Loki lowered himself to the floor Sif insulted him, and screamed for him to stop. Loki ignored her and as he enter her he felt how wet she was.

"Why protest so much, you seem to be enjoying it" he laughed throwing himself into her. He came a few moments later, filling her with his cum.

"Bastard" She croaked, her throat raw from shouting.

"Don't pretend you didn't enjoy me."

"That little thing" she mocked "Not likely."

"Well, I suppose I should help you finish then."

Loki grabbed his staff and licked the tip with a smile on his face. Sif, looked up at him with horror, realizing what he was about to do.

"Your sick!" she yelled.

"I told you I was going to give you what you came for" he reminded her.

Loki's staff entered her quickly despite its girth. She was well lubricated from his cum, and the staff was soon at the back of her, pressing against her limit. He penetrated her far deeper than any man had, the width of the staff barely fitting into her. Sif screamed out of horror at what was being done to her. Loki withdrew the staff and thrust it back in over and over, pounding away at her.

Loki grew tired of hearing all her screaming, using the chain from her dress he fashioned a makeshift choker, tightening it around her neck whenever she yelled. He began to reach deeper in her more easily as time went on. Soon she could take the first 8 inches easily. The staff pushed against every wall of her hole, the sides and back hardly able to contain it. Loki's smile as he watched what he was doing to her was ear to ear. As he removed the staff for the last time he kissed the bruises on her neck from the chain.

As Loki put his clothes back on he looked down at her. She was exhausted, looking barely conscious on the floor. As he stared at her he knew how best to punish her for her treason, she would be placed in a special cell in the dungeon, a sound proof one with a nice mattress.