Warning: Thunderfrost/eventual mpreg. *There is M/M sex in this chapter, just to let you all know.

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Loki's eyes widened suddenly as he pulled his scepter back. Thor instantly noticed the look of victory, turning to him curiously. "Have you found a way out, Loki?" Thor asked, turning to him with an interested stare. The smaller god merely nodded, a small smile gracing his face.

"Indeed, I have. I cannot believe what I am about to say...but you must grab tight to me." Loki muttered, looking away from the blonde.

"But why-?"

"Just do as I say! The sooner we escape, the better!" Loki snapped heatedly, and Thor merely nodded, grabbing onto the black-haired god suddenly.

...

Odin looked up gravely as the guards opened the door, presenting him with his sons. Frigga's eyes shone with sadness, for she knew what was soon to come would not bode well for Loki at all. It was tense and silent in the hall, confusing both young gods as they approached their parents. The entire Asgardian palace was a mess and several guards and servants appeared to be missing.

"So much destruction..." Thor murmured under his breath, his blue eyes surveying all the damage with disbelieving eyes. Loki heard him though, keeping his anguished gaze on the floor below him as he elegantly strode up to where Odin and Frigga sat, looking very disappointed. Anger gleamed in their eyes, as well as pity and great sadness.

As they stopped before them, Odin slowly stood up wearily. "Loki. You've caused so much destruction, my son."

"Allfather, I-!" Loki began quietly, only to be cut off by a loud, booming tone.

"Enough!" His loud tone seemed to echo throughout the entire palace, coating it thickly with his rage and disappointment.

"Trying to take over Midgard was one thing...we might've been able to forgive you for your wrongdoings in regards to that. But this..." Odin looked beyond disappointed as he spoke, though anguished fatherly affection still gleamed in his eyes, "But this, Loki, this was too much. By betraying Thanos, you've cost so many Asgardians their lives. At least one fourth of the population has been killed...and several others have been injured."

"Do you understand the implications of this, my dear boy? You've indirectly managed to nearly destroy Asgard..." Frigga murmured quietly, her eyes welling with tears.

Loki continued staring at the ground, unable to bring himself to look up. "What happens now, then? Am I to actually be punished this time? Will you lock me up?"

"Indefinitely." Odin said with tears glimmering in his eyes as well.

"So be it." Loki murmured, finally looking up with widened green eyes.

"Thor, I demand you to fully execute his punishment. If not, I will not grant you the throne either." Odin continued, causing Thor's head to snap over to him. Loki looked somewhat shocked, allowing the confusion to grace his normally apathetic features.

"What? You cannot be serious, father! You are telling me to punish my own brother, and if not, I will not receive the throne?" he asked incredulously. "Then so be it, I will not take the throne either, if it means Loki will be not be harmed."

"Thor..." Frigga murmured warmly, before turning to Odin, "I know you're just trying to do the right things as a father to teach our boys responsibility for their actions, but allowing Loki to be beaten and harmed is too much-!"

"No, Frigga. He has gone too far this time. Look around - Asgard is in ruins because of him." Odin said so sharply, it even caused Loki to wince despite himself.

Odin suddenly stood up, frowning heavily. "Tonight, we will have a feast and celebration in honor of Thor's victory of Midgard. Loki is to be locked up tonight and never to be let out again. Furthermore, he is to be stripped..." The Allfather moved forward to rip the badges and cape from Loki's armor, "...of all his magical abilities." What happened next caused Loki to feel like he was floating in mid-air suddenly as he felt all his power all of a sudden drain away.

Loki had always been one for pranks and mischief, but somehow suddenly he seemed to snap back to reality as he stared at the hardened, almost hateful looks from not only his parents, but of the citizens and guards standing nearby. He could almost feel their hatred for him pouring off their bodies in radiating, suffocating waves. Never before had he felt so much hatred and anger directed towards himself.

"I've been such a fool...perhaps you were right, Thor. Maybe it is I who is the real imbecile." Loki murmured quietly, closing his eyes slowly.

"Brother..." Thor murmured, his face softening with sorrow at the suddenly blank, almost defeated look in Loki's eyes. Anger did bubble inside him though now, because now he was able to truly think about everything that happened now that they were free from that tiny cell. He had never felt so torn and conflicted in his life - he wasn't sure whether to go comfort his brother, or to knock some more sense into him and punish him even more severely than a simple sentencing to prison.

Frigga came to stand by Loki, who was now as powerless as the average mortal, running a hand through his black hair. He made no move to stop her, but he didn't look at her directly either.

"Oh my dear Loki..." she murmured, "Just know that I still love you, I am still your mother after all."

He merely glanced at her momentarily, nodding a bit. Odin gestured for the guards to come towards Loki, and they did so quickly. Thor watched with pained eyes as they tied his hands behind his back and roughly shoved him along outside of the grand hall.

Odin bowed his head frustratedly, sighing through his nose heavily. Thor looked torn between running after Loki and moving to stand next to his father.

"I cannot believe you've actually done that. Surely, there must have been a more fitting punishment? Something less severe?" Thor asked.

"My son, do not let your emotions cloud your judgment. We all love him...but this was simply too great a crime. Loki has not only caused damage on Midgard, but here as well. So many lives have been lost due to his actions." Odin told him morosely, his voice tinged with sorrow.

Thor simply cast his gaze to the ground, nodding. It was true, he could not deny now that he was thinking more clearly, that Loki's actions truly were quite awful. And suddenly, he felt himself siding with his parents as anger boiled inside him. His veins felt like they were on fire as he stared after Loki, who was heading out of the doors at that moment.

After Odin slowly left, Frigga turned to Thor suddenly, trying to look regal and composed but failing quite miserably. Her depression shone in her normally warm, calm eyes. "Please go and visit him, Thor. Just at least...at least once. Do not forsake him, he's still your brother."

"I'm not so sure anymore. Before, when trapped in that cell with him, I felt a sense of brotherhood and comradery coming back between us. But now...I mean, what he has done is truly evil, isn't it?" Thor looked towards his mother with confused eyes, and he searched her face desperately as she bit her lip.

"Well, yes, he's committed quite a few crimes in the recent past. But we must not lose hope that the old Loki is still somewhere inside - the sweet, quiet, and yet mischievous boy we once knew."

"You are right, I suppose." He agreed, nodding. "Fine then, I will visit him when I can...but I must go to Midgard soon. I'm sure with Thanos on the attack that my friends will need my help quickly. In fact, it may already be too late."

"Will you be leaving after the celebration in your honor then?" Frigga asked curiously.

"Yes, I must." He decided suddenly, nodding. "I'm sorry I could not stay longer, mother."

"It's fine, I'm just so glad to have both my boys back...even if you are both leaving again so soon. Loki to prison...you to Midgard." She whispered, her eyes welling with tears as she hugged him tightly. He embraced her back, burying his face into her soft curls.

"I love you, mother. I do not say it enough, but I'm truly happy to be back home with you and father again. And all my friends...and even Loki." Thor said truthfully, smiling contentedly as Frigga ran her hand comfortingly through his blonde hair in a way he loved. It felt so relaxing, that he nearly closed his eyes, feeling tempted to lay his head on her shoulder.

"I just want what is best for you two...I feel so conflicted." Frigga said, placing a hand to her mouth as a sob unwillingly escaped her finally.

"I know mother, as do I." Thor replied gruffly, tears swimming in his eyes but he refused to let them fall just yet. Clenching his fists, he stared upwards thoughtfully suddenly.

'What has become of Loki? If there are any other gods or goddesses out there from realms unknown or different cultures, please help my brother. Because clearly, even we as gods ourselves have failed him...' Finally, a few tears slid down his lightly tanned cheeks as he bowed his head in anguish.

...

Volstagg limped over to Thor, taking a seat next to him. The others were somewhat injured but appeared to be mostly fine. Sif seemed the healthiest of his warrior friends, and a beautiful smile graced her face. "Oh Thor, isn't this feast wonderful? You must be so proud of yourself for your brave and valiant actions on Midgard."

"Yes, I am quite honored." Thor said, raising his glass as a toast. All the other warriors, including Sif and the Warriors Three, moved from the large table in order to clank their glass with his and they all ate and drank heartily after that.

As much as Thor tried to enjoy the festivities and his parent's praise, he simply couldn't. His thoughts kept going back to Loki, who was no doubt alone by now and locked up in Asgardian prison. "What's the matter? You look saddened." Fandral noticed, nudging him a bit.

Thor managed a tight, somewhat sincere grin. "Ah, well, I'm fine. It's just I'm not feeling too well." After all, it wasn't really a lie. He wasn't feeling emotionally well, not in the least bit. "I see, well I do hope you feel better soon." He replied, patting his back comfortingly.

Odin noticed how distressed his son looked, coming over to him after awhile. "Do you wish to visit Loki now before you leave for Midgard in the morning?"

"Yes." Was his simple response.

"Then go to him now, I can see your anguish written all over your face." Odin murmured, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. "Make me proud, Thor. You are the only one I can truly rely on now...and the only one I can truly trust."

Thor said nothing, he merely nodded and left the table. Everyone murmured curiously as to why he was leaving early, but they continued to eat and talk merrily amongst themselves anyway.

...

Loki sat in the somewhat nice cell that resided far away from the palace, towards the outskirts of Asgard. It was actually quite comfortable - there was a small cot that served as his bed. He had a bedpan, which he assumed for his bodily needs. The guards also told him that they would serve him food and drink only twice a day rather than three. But to Loki, that was gracious and good enough for him, as he knew it could be worse. Much worse.

He was sitting on the ground though, too anguished and self-pitying at the moment to even pull himself onto the bed. So he sat on the hard, concrete ground staring at nothing in particular. He examined his hands with sorrowful eyes as though seeing them for the first time. "What have I become...? This is what I worked so hard for? To rot in a prison cell...how pathetic!" He snapped aloud, narrowing his eyes a bit.

No sooner had he had spoken those words, did Thor suddenly come in quickly with a slightly worried expression. Their eyes locked for a few moments, before finally Thor tore his gaze with a troubled look.

"Loki. I leave tomorrow, I just wanted to let you know that." Thor told him in an unusually quiet tone.

"How gracious of you to tell me." Loki spat sarcastically. "I see you did little to prevent myself from being locked away."

Thor pressed his face against the metal roughly, nearly snarling at the smaller male as he gripped the bars tightly. "Can you blame me, Loki? I feel more conflicted now than I ever have before...all because of you. I don't know how to feel, to be honest."

Loki didn't answer, he merely looked away from Thor with a blank look. His green eyes stared towards the ground, though his gaze kept flickering every so often to the blonde standing right outside his cell. "Guards, can you let me in there with him for a time?" Thor asked suddenly, and a nearby guard rushed over and let him in quickly, fumbling with the keys a bit, "Also, can we have a bit of privacy?"

"Of course, sir!" The guard replied, nodding. He then turned around and left promptly, going far away enough to be out of earshot by the two gods.

The blonde sat down next to Loki, causing him to stare at him with slightly confused green eyes. "Why are you here? I thought you were preparing to leave to Midgard."

"I won't be returning here for a long time, Loki. I will be on Midgard for many months, possibly. I might even visit and stay with a particular human named Jane Foster for a time." Thor told him in that same unusually quiet tone.

"Is she...your lover?" Loki asked lightly, trying to keep his tone neutral.

Laughing a bit, Thor shook his head. "No, she's simply a friend. Although, who knows? Perhaps something more could happen between us..."

"I suppose nothing more will happen between us." Loki pointed out, his chest clenching with a foreign emotion he recongized as fear. Why he was scared, he was not entirely sure.

'Scared to lose Thor? Preposterous. Utterly ridiculous.' Loki thought, gripping his hands into the new clothing he had recieved from the guards. It was quite degrading - it was nothing more than simple light brown shirt that came to about mid-thigh. The loose material was tied at the waist by a rope-like belt.

"Strangely, despite all these happenings, I still feel...lust for you. I cannot explain it, but somehow you enchant me, Loki." Thor said honestly, his fists clenching on his legs as he spoke.

Loki turned to face him, only to have his face grabbed a bit roughly. "If I'm to leave for several months, I wish to have just one more night with you."

"What exactly is it that you're asking me for?" Loki spat almost disgustedly. "You are not speaking of what I think you are, I should hope...it's too soon for anything like that, do you not think? You're the one who claimed that we were brothers."

"And we are...but not by blood. You cannot deny you feel something strong for myself as well. Why else would my presence and actions bother you so much?" Thor gave him an expectant look, raising an eyebrow. "Because you annoy me, that is why." Loki retorted sharply.

Thor grazed his hand over a soft, pale cheek gently. He admired the way Loki's face flushed, whether from arosual or embarrassment he wasn't sure, but it was lovely to see nonetheless. "Give into me, Loki...just this once. You need more than brotherly love, you need something deeper than that and we both know it. Let us be honest with ourselves." Thor murmured.

"This is all too abrupt. Where are these feelings suddenly coming from?" Loki asked venomously, but made no move to remove the blonde's hand caressing his face.

"You mean to tell me that while we were trapped...you felt no lust for me? I was certain we were making some sort of connection." Thor replied in a soft murmur, searching Loki's face with incredulous eyes. "Your mind must've been playing tricks on you." Loki snapped, "Besides, that was in that small cell...this is now."

"So you believe those feelings are just simply gone then?" Thor asked, almost amusedly, which sparked Loki's ire.

"Of course they are...look at me...I've lost everything I have worked to gain. My powers have been stripped. Just leave me, Thor. I do not wish to see you or anyone else." Loki spat.

"Do you not think you're being a bit overdramatic as usual?" Thor asked tentatively.

Loki's jaw clenched with anger, but said nothing, for he knew if he opened his mouth he would probably say something else that he would regret later. Thor suddenly leaned in close to the smaller god's lips, hovering only inches apart.

"Give us a kiss." He murmured quietly, and as though in a trance Loki found himself pressing his lips against Thor's fuller ones, feeling his body heat up immensely. Without his powers, and basically human at the moment, he found it harder to control his emotions. Lust, in particular. And whatever Thor was doing with his tongue felt pretty incredible, but Loki was still dubious of the sudden kiss and tried in vain to push Thor away.

"Remove yourself from my person." The edge of intimidation he had attempted to place in his voice failed to make itself known making him sound far too weak for his own tastes.

Thor grunted his dissatisfaction, giving him a slightly cross and yet amused look. "I rather prefer my current position, Loki. Judging from the flush in your cheeks and the lust in your eyes, I would say you're enjoying yourself as well." He stated as he simultaneously nipped at his ear and ran the backs of his fingers down his chest stopping at his navel.

Slowly, Loki grabbed the hand on his stomach and attempted to fling it from his body. "Cease this behavior or I shall kill you." He ordered half-heartedly, only to get another chuckle in response.

"I know it is odd and somewhat rushed...but I cannot help the way I feel about you now. It is incredibly sappy, but it is true Loki. I care for you more than you know." Thor stated as his fingers trailed further down his front seeking out the flesh between his legs. Once he found the limp member he wrapped is fingers around it and began stroking it lightly. A pleased smirk graced the blonde's lips as the limp flesh slowly began to grow hard in his hand.

Thor continued to stroke the smaller male until he was fully erect and thrusting his hips forward into his hand as they continued to sensually kiss, their tongues exploring the other's warm cavern. He removed his hand from the hardened member and grinned a bit as Loki thrust his hips a few times trying to alleviate the pressure. Finding nothing that could create the friction he so desperately needed; he wrapped his fingers around himself and slowly began pumping with long hard strokes.

The blonde watched this for a few moments with lust filled eyes; when he felt the tightening within his own groin causing his hard length to twitch in anticipation. He began pressing and rubbing up against the rounded backside of the lightly moaning Loki; using his seeping essence to prepare him. He nipped and licked at the base of his brother's ear, slowly working his way down his neck to his shoulder, grazing his teeth against his silky flesh, before nipping at the sensitive skin a bit playfully.

Once satisfied that his tight cavern had been thoroughly prepared for him; he began pressing forward, forcing the tight opening to stretch and allow him entrance. Just as he got his tip in; his partner halted all movement and tensed up.

Thor raised his lips to Loki's ear and whispered. "Relax."

"Easier said than done..." Loki murmured, willing his muscles to relax.

Thor saw that his black-haired lover was falling back into the world of pleasure; forcing him to find relief for his own painful need. He pushed deeper into his tight entrance and reveling in the feel of his strong muscles contract around his intrusion. It was taking every ounce of will power in his entire being to prevent himself from slamming himself to the hilt and pound his lover to death. A grunt of rejection sounded in the blonde's ears causing him to lick hard at the pulse point and to twist and tease a nipple into rock hardness with his nimble finger tips. Thor leaned forwardly suddenly, suckling at the other's rosy nipples as though he were a child feeding from its mother. Loki, despite himself, couldn't contain his moans at the wonderful feeling, even though he was roughly biting his lip. Another push and he was seated fully within the tight hot cavern of the former god of mischief, now stripped of his powers and just as mortal as his friends on Midgard.

Thor ceased all movement and let his eyes close in bliss momentarily. Never had he felt anything so euphoric in his entire existence; had he known that rutting with another male would feel like this he would have done it sooner... a lot sooner. He had bedded women before, but it had never felt quite this...intense. Loki's entrance was so tight it was nearly painful, causing the blonde to let out a soft groan.

The other male on the other hand was slowly beginning to feel pleasure as Thor patiently waited for him to adjust. It felt so wonderfully blissful to have his entrance stretched and filled so completely, and yet it was quite painful at once. It stung a bit, and Loki found himself writhing around a bit uncomfortably.

Thor finally opened his eyes once more when Loki's body tensed up tightly at his intrusion and began groaning in protest. The blonde didn't stay still for long, for he wanted Loki to feel pleasure as well - he gave a gentle roll of his hips hitting the sweet spot buried within and was pleased with the shudder that shot through the smaller male's body. He slowly pulled back and glided back in, making sure to hit that pleasure spot again, and relishing in the half groan half growl of pleasure that vibrated through the hard sculpted chest his hand was pressed against.

His pace picked up slowly with each thrust causing Loki to stroke himself in matching rhythm. Thor placed his lips next to his brother's ear suddenly. "Release yourself to me." He ordered and picked up his pace tenfold causing the sound of slapping flesh to reverberate throughout the cell.

Loki arched his head back as sheer pleasure coursed through his body. He felt that if he didn't find his release soon, he would be walking the afterlife, forever wracked with need, and never finding his euphoric bliss. Either that, or he simply go mad he if didn't orgasm sometime soon, and this only caused his hips to buck more, accepting the member more eagerly that roughly thrust into him.

Thor began grunting with the force of thrusting deep into the tight cavern of the heavily panting form of his brother. He was so close to his own oblivion but couldn't let go until his lover did. He sank his teeth deep into the ivory, sweat covered, satin like flesh of his chosen mate and began releasing small amounts of his god-like power into his blood stream in order to return at least part of Loki's powers back to him. This would ensure that Loki's body would begin to gain strength and hopefully he might be able to escape after all.

Skin slapped against skin loudly causing Loki's breathing to become fast and heavy. Grunts of unabashed pleasure escaped his thin pink lips with each deep thrust into his tight body. He stroked himself with erratic speed while thrusting his hips back against his blonde lover and forward into his steadily pumping hand. He was so close to finding freedom from the pain within his groin; and with a loud moan and a tightening of every muscle in his body, he found his release. Time seemed to slow down for a few blissful moments as his seed spurted onto the ground, a soft contented moan escaping him. His chest collapsed and expanded as he panted from the exertion while small grunts passed his lips as Thor continued to pound into him.

The blonde grabbed Loki's chin and twisted his head back then pressed his lips against the pale pink of the smaller male. He used his powerful tongue to force his way into his hot wet cavern and pressed, pushed, and taunted the opposing tongue into battle and dominating the war.

With a hard, powerful, and painful thrust his release exploded through his body and he wished at that moment that the hot hard body of his lover would accept him completely. However, he knew that Loki would most likely be just as apathetic afterwards as he was before. It would take more than just one lustful session to get his brother to concede to him.

Thor sensuously licked the rim of his ear and trailed his fingers along his sweat covered chest. He trailed his lips down his ear to the pulse point on his neck."You are mine, Loki, and I yours..." He whispered against Loki's neck.

"As you wish..." Loki replied sleepily, not really knowing or caring what he was saying aloud, his eyes still half-lidded from arousal.

The blonde eventually hesitantly removed himself from Loki's warm entrance, before laying down next to him as they both settled down to get a good night's sleep.


Another quick update! Guess I'm not as busy as I thought lol. Either that, or I just type fast. Probably both. XD

Anyway, let me know what you think. Is this good so far? To be continued...