"It's almost here, just one more Loki," a woman's voice said but he couldn't see her properly. There was clattering in the back ground and cursing, another unfamiliar voice, a man's this time, swore before coming into blurred view with a towel. It was then he noticed there was a third person in the room, another female and she stood beside him, his hand in her hand.
"I can't," Loki sighed but the girl beside him put her free hand on his shoulder.
"You can, for your baby and my money," she laughed and he returned it with a small chuckle.
"It's a boy," the other woman argued but the girl beside insisted it was a girl. Loki felt a surge of power and pain so he cried out while pushing hard. This seemed to last forever until the pain came to a sudden stop. Loki flopped back, all the energy in his body spent and not a muscle that didn't ache. There was brief silence before cries filled the room and everyone around his smiled.
"You did it!" the woman to his right stated with glee, still never letting go of his hand which was limp now from exhaustion.
"I did," he sighed proudly.
"Beautiful," the man who was cradling the child to him said with adoration in his voice. That snapped Loki back out of exhaustion.
"Is it okay?" the god asked as he attempted to sit up but failed.
"Perfect," the lady who'd delivered it sighed as she took the baby into her arms and bringing the wriggling bundle over to Loki.
"What is it?" the impatient female asked and Loki chuckled. The child in his arm was perfect, it was wrapped in a green towel and had a head full of light locks. No doubt that it had the hair of its other father. The gender did not matter to him but the ladies had concocted a bet on its sex and the darker haired female seemed desperate to claim her reward.
"What is it?" he asked looking over to the man who was writing something on his notepad.
"It's a-"
Loki's eyes flew open and his hand immediately flew to his stomach, he was fine and not pregnant. He was however, naked and suddenly aware of the presence beside him. Loki turned his head to see Thor laid with his face buried in one of Loki's pillows and his right arm draped across Loki's midriff. A small part of Loki had thought that he may have dreamed that too, but it turns out that he had actually slept with his brother. Shit! He closed his eyes in disappointment with himself, he'd tried so hard to resist Thor's charms but alas he was not that strong willed. With his eyes closed he could still see the child, the little child in his arms and he also felt the pain as if that were all real too. It had looked just like Thor, its nose and hair. It was a beautiful child, or would be if it were real. Loki's thoughts of his dream child were disrupted by Thor stirring.
"Good morning," Thor grinned sliding himself further into Loki's side of the bed.
"Thor," he began but the blond cut him off by pressing his lips onto Loki's. It was a closed mouth kiss but Loki still pressed his palm to his brother's chest to push him back.
"What is it?" Thor asked in confusion.
"What happened last night, cannot be repeated, ever, if the Allfather,"
"I don't give a damn about the Allfather and his thoughts, I love you, Loki and when I am king you shall sit beside me as my lover," Loki had to be cruel to be kind and he knew it would crush him inside but Thor couldn't think it was this simple. He removed himself from Thor's embrace and shuffled off the bed, he pulled on his shirt and yanked on his bottoms.
"You do not get it do you? I don't want to sit beside you and rule with you! I… I lusted for you and now my lust is satisfied," he snapped with venom and Thor flinched back slightly but straightened up after a moment.
"You may be the god of lie to others, Loki, but you could never lie to me," he contradicted and it was a valid point.
"Believe whatever you need to able you to sleep at night but I assure you, brother, I am not lying," he spat the word 'brother' as if it was poison on his tongue and it felt it after what they'd done. Thor did not say anything but he just stared at Loki as if he was trying to work out whether he was being serious or not. Loki bent down, ignoring the burn in his rear as he did and picked up Thor's discarded clothes from the night before and threw them on the bed. "Get dressed and leave, you've served your purpose." He ended before walking into his bathroom and slamming the door. He sat on the edge of his bath and hear shuffling and his chamber door shut. Once the door had clicked he cried, the tears rolled down his face at an alarming speed and for what seemed like days. When he did finally calm himself down he ran himself a hot bath and submerged himself in the water. The water initially burnt his rear and the spots on his shoulder's wear Thor had left evidence of his presence.
The bath had soothed the aches on his body but the aches in his mind still lingered. Thor's face had crushed him inside and the child's face kept invading his thoughts too. What a perfect universe it would be if he and Thor could be together and that child was real, it would be a perfect world which is most definitely is not. It ever will be either.
Thor walked back to his room with a heavy heart and unshed tears in his eyes. He knew Loki loved him, there was no doubt about it and last night proved it. They had made love last night and Loki had admitted his desire for him but a thought kept invading Thor's mind. He'd told Loki he loved him many times, last night and the previous day but Loki had not said he returned the love, only the lust. It was in that moment the god of Thunder decided he would get his brother to confess his love for him, it didn't matter when, they had centuries of life and in that time he would complete this mission. They would sit, side by side on that throne and they would look back on this as nerves.
