AN: Phew, this one took a while to write but it was lots of fun. Please be kind, I've written plenty of smut before but never have I ventured to any containing this particular act. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 10:

Jane guzzled the sweet wine down in the hope that Loki had told her the truth. She desperately wanted to be numb to whatever it was he had planned for her and she was so tired of feeling the way he made her, like an object for his amusement, completely uncaring for her thoughts or wants. Jane couldn't help but doubt his previous statement that everything he did was to ensure somehow that he could keep her safer if she learned to be obedient. Even if that were part of his agenda, it could only be a small part of it. He was obviously just enjoying torturing her in very mentally sadistic ways. She shuddered to think of what he might be doing to her if he could cause her actual harm. Undoubtedly, the humiliating spanking would have been tame by comparison to what he might have deviously devised otherwise.

He had actually spanked her; she could only imagine how long he'd been waiting to pull out that tactic and it was made so much worse by her reaction to it. She didn't even want to think too deeply on that one, on why every strike had had not only stung the ass cheek he attacked but had also sent a pulse of heat straight to that treacherous point between her thighs. It only made everything so much more humiliating, especially when he'd discovered it, when he'd slipped his fingers inside of her and found out just how wet his punishment had made her. That chuckle of his… she couldn't stop the shame she felt and the way it made her flush all over. So when he'd offered a drink that would maybe take some of that humiliating sting away, maybe numb her to the task still ahead of her, she had swallowed the liquid as quickly as she could.

Loki released her wrist the moment she finished the last swallow and actually took a few steps back from her. Then he just stood there, staring at her, watching her almost like he was waiting for something and that just made her nervous.

"What do you expect it do to?" She tried to ask with as much bravado as she could muster in order to cover up the worry, even crossing her arms across her chest, not so much in an attempt to cover her naked torso but more in a stance of self-assurance. She hated the way he shrugged noncommittally, as though he wasn't completely sure. She knew, even though he was the God of Lies, that he knew exactly what the drink would do to her. He'd undoubtedly seen it before. After all, he said that the elves used to keep human slaves only one hundred years ago and the alien in front of her was over a thousand years old. "Tell me."

"Issuing commands again when you're in no position to do so?"

"I just want to know."

"Then ask, do not demand."

"I did that and you just blew my question off."

"But you didn't ask nicely Jane." She was about to try again but with a 'please' when she saw him hold out his hand. "Try asking nicely and I'm sure you'll find me far more forthcoming." She wanted to roll her eyes, she wanted to scream at him, she wanted to rant and rave and throw whatever moveable object was within her reach at him but instead, she swallowed all of those inclinations, bit her lip and crossed the few steps between them and took his hand. She squeezed her eyes shut when he pulled her into him and prepared to hear his answer to her next question.

"And how do I ask nicely?"

"Why, nicely of course my dear Jane." He didn't make any more moves and she hated the fact that he seemed to be forcing the decision on her.

"Fine." She muttered under her breath, deciding to employ something he seemed to enjoy in the past. She reached up on her tiptoes and pulled herself up by his shoulders to kiss him. Just before their lips touched, he slid his hand from her hip where he'd been holding her and up from her lower back all the way up her spine and into her hair. She inhaled sharply at the feeling. As soon as their lips touched, he immediately dominated the kiss, taking exactly what he wanted from her and expecting her submission. Jane suddenly couldn't help but comply, her mind was awash with an overabundance of sensation from everything to the hand in her hair and the one now roughly fondling a breast to the teeth that were now nipping their way down her jaw line. She couldn't stop the loud moan that escaped her when he near painfully tweaked a nipple.

"Do you see what I expect it to do now my pet?" He whispered into her ear, pulling her body flush to his and nipping at her ear before sliding his tongue along the shell. She groaned and the sudden full body contact with her naked flesh overwhelmed her.

"No, it's too much." She shook her head and wanted to step away from him, try to collect herself. Unlike most alcohol, her mind was still fairly clear but every part of her that touched anything, felt like being touched with a live wire, except it didn't hurt… it felt… "Please, let me go." And much to her surprise, he acquiesced.

She stumbled back and for a moment, she was thrilled with the lack of stimulation. She just closed her eyes and tried to even out her breathing. She stood there for a few moments, collecting herself. However, after a short amount of time, she started to feel something new. Something that wasn't good. Her fidgeting, that she didn't even realize she'd started, drew a chuckle for the man in the room she was trying very hard to pretend wasn't there. Her eyes snapped open and she saw the expectant and overly smug look on his face. It didn't help that the unpleasant feeling crawling all over her skin just continued to worsen.

"Why, whatever is the matter Jane?"

"You b-bastard." She stuttered out, the feeling was getting worse and soon, she knew it was going to become absolutely unbearable. "What is happening t-to me?"

"I can make it stop."

"Please." She begged pathetically, quickly going beyond the state of caring if she pleaded for anything from this man. She felt like she was covered in tiny spiders that were randomly biting her.

"Come here." Unthinkingly, she quickly covered the space between them. She didn't care that she was nude and running to the man responsible for her state at the moment. She just wanted him to make it stop and that he did, with little more than a touch. All he did was run his hands up her arms and the horrid feeling was gone, replaced once more by the over sensitized feeling but it was wonderful in comparison to what she'd just known.

She yelped when he unexpectedly picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried her out of the washroom and back into the bedroom. All she could see was his shirtless back before he unceremoniously tossed her onto the bed.

"I see she's enjoying her beverage." The elf rolled out of the way to avoid having a little mortal tossed onto her.

"She did. Would you like some?" He asked as he rubbed a hand up and down Jane's thigh. The mortal reveled in the feel of it, so absorbed in the effects of the wine that she didn't even care that there was another woman, another completely naked woman, lying in the same bed as she was. The only thing she now cared about was Loki's touch and making sure he didn't stop.

"If my lord allows it."

"He does." Jane watched as he extended a hand to the woman reclining next to her. Alyises took it and allowed herself to be pulled from the bed by the dark haired god who continued to thankfully run his hand up and down Jane's leg. He pulled the fair-haired elf up and into him, kissing her deeply before releasing her to pour a goblet of the sweet liquid for herself. He paid her no more mind once she walked away, instead he pulled his hand away from Jane's thigh, causing her to groan in protest but only for as long as it took him to remove his pants once more.

He looked down at Jane as she writhed on the bed, trying to regain his full attention, going so far as to stretch out a little leg to brush her foot against him. It had been ages since he'd seen the effects of this particular drug on a human woman. It would affect the elf as well but not anywhere nearly to the level that Jane would experience. It rendered humans incapable of refraining from contact by another being and it intensified the feeling any kind of sexual contact would have to an incredible degree. Oddly enough, it had no effect on men, other than what any other alcoholic beverage might have on them. However, the best part of it, Jane was still Jane. Her mind was still fully intact and she would remember ever moment of it with complete clarity.

Loki decided to end her torture, now as naked as she was, he crawled over her, smirking at the way she moaned as he ran his hand from her thigh, over her hip, passing over a breast, making her whine when he kept going, before he ran it over her cheek, just rubbing his thumb over her flushed flesh. She really was beautiful and so delicate. He smiled lightly when he thought that this time she would not be fighting him and she wouldn't cry. This time she would really enjoy it despite that her desire was chemically won.

"Kiss me Jane." He delighted in the way she immediately obeyed, raising her upper body enough so that not only did she give him her lips but she pressed her breasts against his chest as well. He wasted no time in letting his other hand travel between her thighs and sliding three fingers deeply inside her. She tore her mouth away and let out a soundless scream at the sensation. "You like that?"

"Yes." She hissed; her eyes squeezed shut tightly.

"Tell me," he withdrew his fingers making her gasp at the loss, only to slide them further down, "do you like this?" He asked as her pressed two fingers in the puckered hole he'd promised her he'd make use of this night.

"Ungg… I don't…"

"Shhhh, it feels good, does it not?"

"It's not…" she tried but failed to explain herself. Loki was ready for even this amount of resistance.

"I'll stop if you ask me to but I'll refuse to touch you at all if you ask it."

"NO!" She yelled; her eyes going wide before she seemed to remember herself. "No, please don't stop." And she groaned again as he smiled and pressed them as deeply as he could go.

"As you wish my pet." He pulled his fingers away, making her whine once more. Even this contact, that she found disgusting otherwise, was better than being left alone. "Roll over. I want you on your hands and knees so I can introduce you to a new way of getting fucked by your master."

As Jane did as she was told, the elf whore, Alyises, had made her way back and ran a hand sensuously over his buttocks and lower back. "She's never known that sort of pleasure, hm?" He just smiled at her in response. She smiled back as he rose up to his knees. "Delightful, I've never witnessed such an event." She started to reach out to touch Jane's presented backside but Loki caught her wrist before she had the chance.

"You may touch me but not her." He didn't like the idea of anyone touching Jane but him. Another woman could look on her bare form but not touch. Jane was his and only his in that way.

"Protective of your things?" Loki decided not to answer that question and just took hold of the back of Alyises's head and pushed her down. It didn't take her long to know exactly what he wanted but he spoke it aloud anyway.

"Ready me as I ready her but do not try to make me come." She giggled and nodded before playfully flopping onto her side in order to please him comfortably. Her nimble tongue dance over him as he grasped Jane's hips and pulled her closer. He then pushed her shoulder blades down until her chest was flesh with the bedding. "Hold yourself for me Jane." And he guided her hands to her buttocks and showed her what he wanted of her, to keep herself spread, giving him the ideal situation to work with. He bit back from making sounds as the elf engulfed him in her hot mouth, slowly swirling her tongue around the head of his cock. Instead, he just looked down to see her smirking up at him with her eyes. She didn't need his sounds to know she was doing an excellent job. He smiled back before returning his attention to the main course.

He spent the next long while enjoying the whore's attentions and fully readying Jane for what was to come, starting first with two fingers before stretching her further with three. "I think you are ready Jane but first…" The elf anticipated his desires and moved away, kneeling behind him and running a hand over his chest and one roaming over his hip and waist while intently watching as he pulled the human farther back. Jane nearly screamed when Loki first pressed himself slowly into her dripping wet slit, coating himself fully in her feminine slickness before drawing back out. He enjoyed the way Alyises's fingernails scratched along his chest in delighted anticipation.

He pressed against the opening his fingers had been invading only moments before with his slick cock head. He took hold of Jane's shoulder and pulled her back only increasing the pressure.

"Relax my sweet, and just let me push in." He leaned over slightly and snaked a hand between her legs to gently tease her clit. He had to be careful with how much he touched her there, she could come on the drop of a hat with how sensitive the drink left her and he wanted her to finish as he did, not before. She mewled as he did this and she visibly relaxed, enough so he felt her loosen. He took the opportunity to thrust forward, earning him a grunt from the woman in front of him, a gasp from the woman behind him and entry to the tip of his throbbing cock. He didn't hold back the groan that all of those actions caused as pleasure coursed through him. He actually had to concentrate to keep from trying to immediately burying his length deeply inside of her. He took a deep breath instead, focused and then slowly pulled her back onto him.

"Oh Jane, if only you could know how unbearably pleasurable this is." She only managed a choked moan as he continued to bury more of himself inside of her while continuing to tease her clit. "I'll keep this a rare thing…" he had to catch his breath again, "for you but we will do this again. I will bury my cock in your tight mortal ass again."

Jane managed to mumble something unintelligible before groaning again as he pulled her back onto him fully. Loki leaned over her slightly, closing his eyes and just enjoying this small victory, to know that he was the first and likely the last to ever have her in such a way. The little gasp at his back reminded him of his audience.

"I wasn't sure if she'd be able to take all of you my lord." Alyises tittered behind him. "You are rather… formidable." The elf took it upon herself to grasp his chin and pull his head around for a slow, sensuous kiss. She seemed to be enjoying the thrill of the situation almost as much as he was. Her darting little tongue was the perfect distraction to the intensely pleasurable sensation of Jane's clenching. He didn't want this to end too soon after all. He nipped at the elf's nose when she released his cheek before returning his attention to the delicious sight before him.

Jane, his very own little human pet, his by her own poorly made pact, was still kneeling with her hands tightly grasping and obscenely spreading herself to him. She was panting, her lithe body panting with the intensity of the feeling of both her first experience with anal penetration by his cock and the effects of the wine. Finally, he could take no more of the waiting, she'd had enough preparation and he'd been more than generous. He pulled halfway out before slowly pushing back in to the hilt. He repeated this over and over for several minutes and by the time he decided she could handle a faster pace with longer, deeper strokes, he was panting himself due to the exertion it took to prevent himself from spilling deeply into her.

"Do you like this Jane?" He asked as he started to lose himself to the feeling of fucking into her roughly. She didn't reply, just continued to moan and pant. "I think you do Jane. I think you love everything I do to you." He leaned over her then and took a tight hold on a handful of her dark hair, making sure he was speaking directly into her ear. "Tell me you like the way I fuck you Jane." He thrust particularly hard into her and she yelped but still didn't answer. "Tell me. Tell me you like being my toy, to fuck and do with exactly as I please. You love the loss of control, the way I dominate you, and the way I fuck you." He then began to really attack her clit, flicking, pinching and rubbing it in all ways he knew would push her right to the brink and just before she got there, he stopped. "Tell me you love it!"

"I…I…" But still she remained defiant, so he repeated the process a second time. Again, she managed to hold back but the third time, it was too much for even the strong willed female.

"Tell me you love being my slave. Let me hear it from your own lips Jane." Again, he stopped touching her clit while he thrust into her over and over again, bending over her now and resting his forehead on her shoulder.

"I love it!" She finally shouted. He groaned when he heard the words and gave her what she needed. As he did, he felt a warm hand snake between his legs to expertly massage his sac. A moment later, he felt Jane's muscles clenching with amazing strength.

"Fuck!" He ground out, thrusting a few more times with no real rhythm as he spilled into her. He collapsed on top of her, breathing harder than he had in ages and not caring. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so incredibly sated and so utterly exhausted as a result. "I love it too, Jane, very, very much." Too much, he thought languidly as he found the strength to pull himself up and off of her.

Alyises was already standing from the bed when he pulled out of his little human. The moment he turned to see where she had gone, she was standing there, holding a tiny glass of liquid out to him and a couple of warm, damp cloths. She really was an expert at her chosen field. He gave her a small, lopsided grin and nodded as he took what she offered.

"Will that be all my lord?" She asked quietly as she bowed.

"Yes, my flower. You have been perfection personified. Take the rest of the wine with you. My gift to you." She sent him a warm smile before moving away to collect her things.

"It was my pleasure." She looked at Jane who was just now falling onto her side, tremors still passing through her delicate body. "Truly." She emphasized before picking up the expensive gift he'd given her and slipping from the room.

With that, Loki turned back to Jane, wiping her carefully of their combined release before doing the same to himself. He then crawled over her, cradled her head and lifted the vial to her lips.

"Drink this. It will end the effects of the wine. You did so well, you deserve it." She absently opened her mouth and took it down.

"Thank you." She said drowsily before she passed out. He smiled; incidentally the antidote was also a powerful and quick acting sedative.

"Oh, you are very welcome, dear Jane." He lie down next to her and fell into a comfortable sleep next to her, fully content.

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He raised his head when he heard his sister chuckling.

"Please tell me you've finally discovered where they have gone, Sister." He watched as she turned on her heal and looked down at this lounging form. She stepped aside and he sat up immediately at the sight before him. He saw her smug expression when his smile spread across his face. The human that Thanos's failure kept with him was absolutely delectable. The little mortal was more than he could have hoped for. He knew his sister could do it and thankfully, she seemed to have forgiven him. She always did after a time.

"Alfheim Brother, they've run to Alfheim and I'm nearly certain that they are still there."

"Let's be on our way then."

"Yes, let's Brother, let's.

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AN sandwich: Dun dun dun, and the side story gets closer to our main characters…