IV

When Sigyn and Loki remarked that something was amiss with Thor, it was too late for any of them to do anything.

That was why Thor's unannounced visit came to them as a shock but not really a surprise. Still, they were unprepared for what was ahead.

This was an ordinary evening for them both. Loki was lazily caressing his wife. They were both cozy and warm, naked in their huge marital bed covered in black furs. When the door opened, they jumped in fright.

It was Thor, but it was a WEIRD Thor.

He was expressionless, mute. He came to the bed and stared at the couple but, in a mechanical, silent way. He answered nothing to Loki's questions nor Sigyn's. He didn't look as if he heard them at all. A statue would have seemed more alive. Loki remarked that his brother's dark blue eyes, usually full with glee or excitement were totally, utterly, empty.

Loki knew then that whatever might have happened or would happen, Thor was not there. This was a simple shell.

"He's possessed." He simply said to Sigyn who turned to her husband then to her brother-in-law and started to shiver in fear. "Brother ? Thor ?" She tried "Are you all right ?" Thor turned slowly to her and stayed focused on her. If that dead-like gaze could be called 'focusing'. She was terrified. She wished she had kept her mouth shut. Thor started to move towards her, reached a hand to grab her in a dubious intent. And then she saw the bulge in his pants and she knew why he was coming here for. In a flash, Sigyn had visions of the abuses she suffered from her brothers. It was that horror all other again, except that it was now from someone she appreciated and trusted. It couldn't be. She was about to scream her lungs out.

"NO !"

Instead of Sigyn, it was Loki whose yelling made Thor stop right in his tracks. Loki put himself between his wife and brother. He was as pale as death. He too guessed that Thor was being manipulated but he had no time to find a way to counter-attack the spell. He made then a desperate decision. Half of his sane and calm brain told him there was no other solution to avoid Sigyn getting raped by his own brother. The other half was howling that it was pure madness.

"Come, Brother, come to me..."

He opened his arms to the puppet-like Thor. The latter turned to him and stared at his brother for a time. Sigyn couldn't believe what was going on. "You can't... My love, you just can't !"

"Hush, it will be all right." Loki said, unsure of to WHOM he was saying that. In the deepest part of his brain, he hoped that whatever his brother might do to him, it would help Loki to be on equal ground with Sigyn and the evil done to her by her own siblings. That would be the only worthy reason for this insanity, besides saving his love.

He kept his eyes locked with Thor's. He tried to find something of his older brother in that hollow creature, or at least a trace of whoever had him in control. But there was nothing. Once again, he opened his arms and offered himself.

"Come, I won't fight. Take me, Brother..."

It was worse than Loki thought. Not because of the pain, not because this was something Thor would have never done in his normal state, not even because it was THOR, his brother, but because the minute his brother had grabbed him, pulled him down and started ravaging him, Loki found himself helpless, unable to think, without any strength, almost without any will to fight back.

Thor was like a concrete wall of heat. So different from the soft, cushion-like, silky flesh of his beloved wife. It was like being crushed by a bear. Loki was explored and caressed roughly. He was paralyzed with fear. Those callous hands he knew all his life on his skin, this mouth like an open furnace all over his chest and neck... Then Thor bit him without any warning, very hard. Loki yelped and shuddered all over. It was too much. He gave a quick look to his wife, who was on the other side of the bed, hiding behind the covers but incapable of avoiding the display of craziness in front of her.

Love, Loki send through their bond, Go. Run. I don't want you to see that.

She shook her head.

No, I'm staying, she answered, I want to see it, to see you...

He sighed, maybe she could help him through it by remembering him why he was doing it.

Then, keep your eyes fixed on me. Please. Never leave me.

I will, she answered. Her eyes were full of tears.

He was turned around, Thor's body covering him and crushing him into the mattress. "Thor, please..." The Thor-Puppet started biting again, this time more gently. As if, even if he was absent from his mind and incapable to communicate, Thor knew what his brother wanted. Loki hid his face on his arm and weirdly, he felt less violated. Thor had seemed to calm down now that he was sure his prey was not going to escape. He was touching his helpless brother with an almost loving way, at least like a child taking his time, savoring his desert. Loki being said desert...

It felt less scary, as if Thor was any lover, anyone Loki could have desired and not his mighty brother, heir to the throne of Asgard.

"Brother, if ever you remember this, never forget that it is not your fault...Ow !"

Thor had pinched one of his nipples quite viciously. Apparently, he demanded silence.

Empty your head, thought Loki to himself, breathe, it is only a dream.

Thor had ceased his ministrations and started preparing Loki in earnest. Only his fingers felt already too much. Loki grimaced. I am not going to make it... He thought. Thor was too big and too brutal. A conscious Thor would have been more careful. But he was not conscious at all.

Loki was about to give up to despair when two things happened at the same time. Thor accidentally touched him in a particular place inside that made his belly grow brutally hot and he felt Sigyn's own warmth.

Oh, Love, if you could see the both of you... she send.

Loki felt himself go red with embarrassment. Not only was he yielding bodily to his brother but his own wife found it arousing ! The world was upside down !

You like that ? He send, a little indignant, you are thrilled by seeing me about to be mounted by my beefy brother ?!

Well... she send. Both of you are beautiful.

He felt that she was a bit ashamed but also, she couldn't help liking the view. She was communicating her arousal through the bound and Loki could almost see what she was seeing. One huge blond male, covering a slender reluctant one with dark hair all around his flushed and humiliated face. Loki wondered what he would have felt if he had been in Sigyn's place, but this time watching her getting pleasured by a strong Valkyrie... Even by Sif, why not ? The fact that his blood started to burn at the idea was the answer.

"Now, brother, I am ready..." he murmured.

Thor felt like a horse, a stallion. There was no other word. Loki had put his hand over his mouth not to scream. He didn't want Sigyn to be even more scared. Loki's last male lover didn't feel as huge (but, again, he wasn't the Mighty Thor). Loki bend his head, hiding his face. Trying to ignore the pounding. He hated feeling like this, taken and dominated against his will.

My love, let me see your face. Send Sigyn

Please, Love, leave me. I hurt, I just can't... He answered weakly.

But you look so extraordinary, you two. I am jealous of Thor. I never made you like this, so wanton, so lewd...

Loki find it in him to laugh. He felt the warmth again and it made the rutting easier. He knew it was thanks to Sigyn. She was transmitting her arousal to him so that he could endure the whole dreadful intercourse. It helped, undoubtedly.

Say it, my love, she send. Say you like it. You like being defiled like this, for me.

"I like it...For you." Loki murmured out loud. "Go on, brother..."

And go on he did, except that it was not painful nor overwhelming anymore. Thor held Loki's hips, making him arch his back, burying his face in the pillow, touching a particular place, making him whimper...

"Brother, brother..."

Thor was hitting this precise spot. Loki started to moan in abandon, his body welcoming his brother, at last. The slamming driving him precisely to...

"THOR !"

After they had both climaxed, Thor left. His lower parts a real mess. Still in this statue-like attitude but covered in the remnants of his coupling with Loki. He left them both without a word, the couple shivering and clutching to each other, trying to calm down, to figure out what was going on. Loki felt himself about to faint in Sigyn's arms. He hurt all over and his mind was in a twirl. He didn't know what was more humiliating, being abused like that, feeling sore and dirtied by the act, or to realize that, deep inside, a part of his traitorous body liked it...

The worst, on the next morning, was to see Thor acting perfectly calm, as if nothing had happened. Sigyn and Loki knew that as long as Thor was not aware of the situation, it would be hard discovering who was behind the possession.

And it would happen again.

So, three nights later, Thor, or at least his physical presence, came to their bedroom, again, and took Loki, again.

Loki was on his back, trying to ignore the sensations Thor was brutally forcing on him, and in the same time to establish a mental connection to his brother's shut-down psyche. But it was like scraping the moss out of a concrete wall, hoping getting through it. The barriers were too thick and Loki's mind-powers too weak. While Thor forced him into a painful climax, Loki thought that it was too complicated for him to solve it.

Thor's curse had to be cracked down by the most powerful psychic Loki knew.

His wife.

That was why, the last time, Sigyn offered herself instead. Loki could have screamed and cried at the sight of it. But Sigyn was not frightened and he felt it. She was sure that, somehow in the depths of Thor's clouded brain, the Thunder-god was still conscious and would be able to stop if needed. That Thor never wanted either of them to hurt so his subconscious would protect them. Sigyn was almost sure her powers would trace back the curse, or at least free Thor. But she needed a carnal contact with him, a primary bond similar of the one she established with Loki on their wedding night.

Thor came to her. She clenched her teeth and let her spirit go.

Luckily, even if Thor wasn't Loki (and had none of his skill in pleasing her), the fact that he had a new prey seemed to have placate him. He took all his time and Sigyn was glad for it. It wasn't as horrible and destroying as her first experiences so she could endure it easily. Yet, when he slowly took her, making Loki wince, it felt very weird because first, he wasn't Loki, and second, he was very different from her playful husband. More to the fact, more direct... Sigyn hoped Thor had more care with his lovers when he was in his normal state...

And the minute she let Thor possessing her she started to trace back the source of the spell. Unfortunately, she also woke Thor up before she managed to locate the perpetrator.

But the source definitely came from Muspellheim. Of this, she was sure.

You just had to do the maths...