Loki's Saving Grace
Chapter 4
Loki shifted as he woke, pressing into the defined muscles of his pillow's arms. "Thooorr…" Loki whined into the absolute darkness. He twisted in the Thunderer's arms to face the man with the rugged handsome looks. "Thor," the Trickster breathed. "I'm hunnnnggrrryyyyyyy." He elongated the word with exact emphasis. Thor peeked from under his eyelids, their hue a tired purple.
"Loki. It is not even dawn yet. Let us sleep." Thor murmured, then closed his eyes. Loki, however did not like this idea.
"Thooooorrrrrr… I neeeeeeeeed cherry ice cream with horseradish and artichoke on top! I am reaaaallllllyyyyy hungry." He pressed closer to the Odinson. Thor was watching him warily, disgust badly hidden on his face at the mention of Loki's desired food. Loki batted his eyelashes a few times, even peered up seductively from underneath them, but Thor just gawked at the pregnant man like he was an exhibit at the zoo.
Loki, seeing the results (or lack thereof), quickly reinforced and slightly differed his tactics. "Du vet at jeg elsker deg, Thor, ikke sant? Og du elsker meg også, ikke sant?" (A/N: You know that I love you, Thor, right? And you love me, too, right?) He whispered, looking up at his lover with big, blue eyes, all doe-like and innocent. Thor nodded, gulping as he felt his stoic mask slipping. "Og du vil barnet vårt å være sunn, riktig?" (A/N: And you want our child to be healthy, correct?) Thor nodded again, wondering what he had gotten himself into. "Vel, er vårt barn sulten på kirsebær vaniljeis med pepperrot og artisjokker på toppen. Vil du gå ut og finne meg noe?" (A/N: Well, our child is hungry for cherry vanilla ice cream with horseradish and artichokes on top. Will you go out and find me some?)
Thor nodded again before answering. "Selvfølgelig vil jeg, Loke, min kjærlighet. Jeg vil gjøre det umiddelbart." (A/N: Of course I will, Loki, my love. I will do so immediately.) Thor stood from the bed and smiled at Loki.
Loki looked up from under his eyelashes, a smirk on his lips. "Thank you, lover mine. You will get your recompense when you return."
As Thor left, he felt somehow tricked into serving Loki's whims, before deluding himself into believing that he actually thought of going out to get the Trickster's craved meal himself.
~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~
Thor returned that night with his procured 'delicacies,' as Loki put it, smirking eyes hidden behind his smug mask. Loki enjoyed it before Thor sent them both back to the pile of furs Loki had conjured as their bed. Jane had offered her 'trailer home' for the couple to sleep in; a large metal contraption that Thor deemed unsafe for Loki and their child, with which Loki wholeheartedly agreed.
Loki, glad that his plan had gone so well, making Thor think the midnight snack-run his own idea, snuggled back into the furs with his lover. "Goodnight Thor. Thank you." He muttered against the skin of the Thunder God's neck.
"I love you, as well, brother." Loki just barely heard Thor, having already started to drift back into his dreams. Thor soon followed suit, not knowing that the Allfather, Odin, had ordered Heimdal to tell him the whereabouts of his adopted son, Loki Laufeyson.
~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~
"Heimdal!" Odin called into the Bifrost. "Heimdal! Where is my son?"
"My Lord, your son is on Midgard, of course. You yourself have sentenced him there." Heimdal played the innocent, ignorant fool. Odin was buying none of it.
"Heimdal, do not dare to toy with me. You know of whom I speak! Where is Loki?" Odin demanded. His eyes flashed with barely restrained fury that rarely was shown.
"My Lord, Loki, too, is on Midgard. They have met up and joined forces. Thor has acquired Mjölnir again, with Loki's help. Loki lifted your enchantment." Heimdal bowed his head, ashamed of giving information to the Allfather when he was more loyal to the two Princes of the Asgardian realm. However, as current ruler, Odin was the only person who could demand information from it without good reason or proof.
"Loki is with Thor? For what purpose? To what ends is my son working, living with the one who he claims to be the bane of his existence?"
"My Lord, Loki and Thor are… together. Loki loves Thor, and it is not as though you can separate them, now. Loki is with child."
"Loki, pregnant? Ha!" Odin laughed, thinking the protector of the Bifrost was joking. "You jest, old friend. Now, truthfully, dear Heimdal, what is Loki doing with Thor?"
"Well, my Lord… I do not think it polite to speak of such out where any Asgardian could hear. I was being truthful. Loki is pregnant. It is a trait of the Jotuns, who are assuredly all male." Heimdal stared off into the distance, eyes sightless to his physical place of being.
"Heimdal, send me down to where Loki must be!" Odin left no room for discussion, for Heimdal to argue, as Heimdal was only a lowly servant to the Allfather. For this reason overall, Heimdal liked the two brothers more than their father because of their polite mannerisms. Even Thor, when on a forbidden mission, still had enough sense about him to indulge the protector in such niceties as befitting of civilized man.
"Of course, my Lord. To Midgard, then, my Lord?"
"Yes, Heimdal!"
"Ready yourself, my Lord." And then Heimdal sent the ruler of Asgard off to the other realm, Midgard, to find his two sons and bring the adopted one home.
When Odin had been spirited away through the Bifrost, Heimdal sunk down upon the steps of the chamber. He had misled his friends, and now he must right the wrong he had made. He had to call the warriors that Thor had fought with, feasted with, lived with. They, and they alone, would be trustworthy enough to help Thor and the pregnant Loki evade the wrath of the Allfather.