Sorry for the late update

After Thor returned to his chamber, he immediately fell onto his bed.

What happened today was a complete disaster, not to anyone else, but to him.

It was almost like a reflection to how many ladies he had shared a bed with for one night, some which he did not even bother to go to a bed for it to happen.

He recall his friend Tony back in Midgard who shared a similar lifestyle, and wonder does he ever feel uneasy when he meets those ladies again.

He had never been a person who could understand his true emotions, all he knew was that what happened during the last two days made him frustrated.

So very frustrated that he was tempted to break a damn mountain into two.

However Loki would not have liked that, and he might get banished to Midgard again by Odin for destroying the habitat of some of the most ferocious beasts.

The confusion was killing him, why was he feeling like this? Why can't he be happy for Loki just like Frigga did? Even Sif and the warrior three was talking to him about it.

Everyone was happy about it, everyone wanted Loki to find someone he loves, except Thor.

Loki is mine.

That was it, that was the answer to everything.

Thor grinned, if Loki was there to witness his face, he would have called him a fool again, like he always does.

The next two days was for Loki to spend a day with the two ladies he picked out of so many others.

Amora was first, and she was already waiting for Loki in the garden before Loki even woke up.

"Talking about desperation." Thor mumbled to himself, as he observed the two from the balcony.

"That's no surprise, do you not remember the day she met you?" Sif said and rolled her eyes.

Thor tried to recall, but his memories were blurred, he remembered being really dizzy and lost control of his own actions.

Thor directed his focus back to Loki and Amora, but all the could see was how Loki had his signature charming smile on, and Amora being desperate trying to have as much physical contact with Loki as possible.

Though his judgment was definitely biased.

"Are you not curious about their conversation?" Sif asked, her arms folded.

Thor gave her a look, and the two of them hopped down the many flight of stairs in the speed of lightning.

Because they're both Gods.

What actually happened in the garden was a lot more exciting than Thor and Sif had imagined.

While the two were observing from above, Loki had already noticed them and even told Amora about it.

"Thor's observing you."

"That's flattering, prince Loki, but the one I'm interested in is you."

Loki could see the glow in her eyes, a rather simple enchantment he had mastered at the age of 13.

"I'm assuming that you did not bother to gather any information about me before you came here today."

Loki snapped his fingers, and Amora's magic were immediately blocked.

Like a dam stopping the waterflow, Amora's magic were blocked by an invisible shield that could not take effect on anything other than herself.

"Don't bother using any of your little tricks on me, I'm better at this than anyone else in Asgard."

Strolling to the nearby bench, Loki settled down and gently patted the seat beside him, signaling Amora to sit.

"I can tell you straight, I'm not interested in you, and I know it's the same for you too. We can come to an agreement to work together and both get what we want."

"What do you want?"

The question was unanswered for a couple of seconds, before Loki spoke again.

"The throne, of course."

"That doesn't sound beneficial to me."

Leaning back with a slight frown, he seemed to be offended by what Amora just said.

"I love Thor more than any of you, do you think I will let him live a miserable life after I get the throne? What good will it bring me?"

Amora shrugged, agreeing with what Loki had said.

It's a well-known fact throughout Asgard that the royal brothers shared a very peaceful and intimate brotherhood.

"So what do I need to do?"

"Seduce Thor, have his children and shame him in front of the whole of Asgard."