Lilith awoke in her bed, the light from the open window blinding her. She growled, moving her stiff muscles to guide her into a sitting position. "It's too early..."she sighed to herself. Her room was made up of brilliant gold, surrounding most of the interior. This wasn't unusual in Asgard.
She walked over to her large scaled mirror, taking in her reflection. Her pale complexion made her long blonde hair look whiter than it actually was. Her hair was straight and cut in layers. She smiled at her reflection, she was the only daughter of Odin Alfather. Engaged to her brother Thor, she lived a happy life. Asgardians were at peace with the Frost Giants, so everyone lived in peace.
Her brother was out with his friends, probably off somewhere causing mischief. She walked the halls, searching for some form of amusement. Passing a large gold door, her footsteps paused. The door was open a tad. She approached the door, pushing it open bit. Enough to pop her head in and get a sneak peek into the room. Her eyes met with a large bed, canopied with green and gold. She smiled, stepping quietly into the room. Approaching the bed, she saw her older brother sleeping soundly in the bed. She looked around the room. The darkness shrouding most of the interior, this was caused by large and heavy curtains, covering the windows. She shook her head and walked over to the windows. A quick glance back to see if he was a awake, then she yanked the curtains in opposite directions. Releasing the light into the room quickly.
A loud groan of frustration and irritation was her reward as her brother rolled over in attempt to escape the evading light. Lilith smirked and walked over to his bed. "Wakey wakey, Loki."
He growled, "What's your reason for waking me in such a manner..." He slowly sat up, shoving his stray hairs from his eyes.
She sat on the bed, watching him. "It's almost noon...not that you would know that, with the way your submerging yourself in this black abyss that your call a bed room."
He gave her a look of un-amusement; she returned it with similar face. This caused Loki to burst out laughing.
He paused his laughter, looking at her innocent expression. He moved his hand towards her, grabbing a layer of her blonde hair and yanking it down. She was just another reminder that he would always live in Thors shadow. The shadow of a king, something that he would never be, but something that he should be! He pushed her face against the silk blankets, growling under his breath. The thought of destroying her and making her his, gave him a extreme thrill. He wanted to rape her, to see the pain in her eyes, make her beg for him and cry his name.
"Loki?" her soft voice brought him back to reality. She was sitting there, looking perfect and untouched.
She was his, Thors. But if he had his way, she wouldn't be for much longer. He would have to wait for his opportunity, he would corrupt her. Just as he had been corrupted. Until she could no longer look Thor in the eyes without harboring guilt in her eyes.-
Until next time lol
This chapter was completely random. Im trying to get to where I want to go with this story. XD Wait for the next chapter ^^/~