Sorry for the long delay guys. Real life sucks. People with head colds keep coming into the clinic wanting antibiotics. Have these people never heard of Sudafed? Anyway, I feel better now. Here's some smut.

"Shit!" Fandral squealed like a girl, hauling ass at full speed as a mountain lion gave chase.

"Duck!" Sif yelled. Fandral dropped down and slid like a baseball player as she swung her sword and beheaded the animal in mid leap. The headless carcass landed on top of Fandral as the head went tumbling on. It landed at Loki's feet and looked up at him with fiery yellow-green eyes. The men erupted into cheers once the excitement settled.

"Crafty beasts aren't they?" Volstagg said. Fandral shoved the body away and rose up looking red faced and relieved.

"I am forever in your debt my lady." Fandral said, snatching her hand and kissing it with dramatic flair.

"Great." She said, recoiling the moistened appendage and wiping it on her pant leg.

"If there is anything you ever need of me; all you need do is ask." Fandral groveled.

"You can carry my sack for me then." She said and unceremoniously pulled it off and plopped it into his arms. It was quite heavy. Thor could see how this would play out. Fandral planned to wear her down by sucking up, that is, if she didn't wear him down first.

"Killing her with kindness. I think he's taking a page from your playbook." Loki said.

"Perhaps." Thor said. He leaned in and kissed Loki's temple.

"So what do you like to do for fun?" Loki asked as he continued to gaze into the lion's eyes.

"You know, I never realized how much I enjoyed my trade until I came to Gladshiem. Making things with my hands, crafting blades and axes required a great deal of creativity. I took pride in my work and I loved it when I had the patronage and time to put in details on a piece. I am missing that part of my life." Thor said.

"Enough to give up the new life you have now?" Loki asked.

"I liked my life as it was before I lifted Mjolnir. Were it an option to leave the palace and go home, I would. Though I would require my spouse to accompany me." Thor said.

"So you would leave Asgard without a king all so you could make swords and live the life of a commoner?"

"The simple life has its own seductions Loki. I suspect it is why you enjoy hunting so much." Thor said. It surprised Loki, to hear such a comparison. But he found he could not refute or deny it. It rang true in an unexpected way and for once Loki wondered what his life would have been like if he'd been born to the merchant class.

"I think I understand why Mjolnir chose you." Loki said.

"How so?"

"It chose you because you didn't want it. You were already satisfied with what you had."

"Professionally, I suppose that's true, though I was lonely before." Thor said. He put his arm around Loki's waist as they walked back to camp with their kill. Loki's personal bubble was notoriously large, and it was strange to see another person touching him outside of combat training. The relaxed expression on his face was also strange, but welcomed.

Mountain lion was not exactly a meat anyone was familiar eating, but they did not want to waste it. A good amount of it went into the pot along with another ration of dried vegetables. The fresh bread was long gone, but Volstagg pulled out a sack of flour and added water and some lard that had melted in a cup by the fire. Into the bowl the ingredients went until a white fluffy blob of dough formed. Volstagg put the blob on top of the soup and put a lid on the whole thing.

"Well, if the cat meat is terrible, at least the bread will be edible." Sif said. They settled down around the fire as their meal cooked. Loki snuggled into Thor's side a little more and openly sniffed at his neck during dinner. The meat was passable, though it had a heavy mineral taste. With his belly full, Loki closed his eyes and laid his head against Thor's chest. The soft tunic shielded his face from Thor's furnace hot skin, and he was able to luxuriate in the firm embrace of massive arms and alpha musk.

The others looked on, quietly. They did not want to disturb this rare moment of relaxation being exhibited by their prince. A small smile curled Loki's lips as he listened to the steady beat of Thor's heart.

"Loki? Darling if you're tired we can retire." Thor whispered to him. The sun had barely set and there was still purple on the horizon. Loki opened his eyes and looked up at Thor.

"I'm not tired." He said. Thor licks his lips in a nervous tick and swallowed. His throat suddenly parched, he looked at Loki. Loki looked right back and thickness grew in the air. Thor shifted and the two rose to their feet. Loki blushed when he saw the others watching them retreat into their tent.

Thor's pulse raced when the flap closed behind them. He pulled Loki in for a kiss and his need to touch became an emergency. Fingers got tangled in hair and the roots pulled slightly at needy tugs. Then the fingers and lips were gone as tunics were pulled overhead. The slide of cotton and wool gave way to cool air then more fingertips and flat palms. For Loki to touch him this much with spying ears nearby was no small thing.

"I want to be inside of you." Thor said.

"Not here. They'll hear us." Loki said. "I want privacy for that." He kissed Thor again, hungry and urgent. His hips ground into Thor's as blood flowed to toes and other lower extremities.

"Mmm." Thor's grip on Loki's biceps became vice-like and commanding. The meaning of Loki's words gave him hope that things would escalate further once they got home. They touched foreheads together and Thor's hips snapped forward to let Loki feel his need through his trousers.

"Did you bring any oil?" Loki asked.

"Aye."

"We could slick together." Loki said. He leaned in and licked Thor's earlobe. "I want you on top of me, pressing me into the furs." He said. They rushed to get off the rest of their clothing before falling into bed. Rubbing down their stomachs with oil first, Thor pressed his stomach against Loki's, sandwiching their cocks between the lubed surfaces.

"Mmm. Wrap your legs around me love." Thor said. Loki did, feeling exposed. It would be so easy for Thor to just slip inside now. He wanted it there. He was so close to trusting him.

"Bite me. I need it."

"Oh my little one." Thor writhed, his hips bucking as need consumed him. Thor's hot skin dragged electrical trickles of pleasure across Loki's body. Loki reached between them to stroke them both together. Thor grunted and smiled. He didn't want to be too loud, knowing the others were just outside and that Loki was shy. Loki stretched his neck and Thor swept the silky black hair aside to taste that small creamy patch. Already Loki bore his scar, still red and shiny from its newness.

Loki's intake of breath was sharp and shallow when his flesh was broken open by pearly white teeth. The sweet red fluid, tainted by Loki's omega essence was a heady cocktail for Thor. His rutting motions stopped and started in an erratic fashion as he reached the precipice. Loki felt Thor's knot swell in his hand and against his stomach and cock. His insides pulsed and clenched, searching, still searching for that appendage that was slip sliding so close by.

"Thor…Thor…I need…I need…" Loki couldn't form the words. But Thor knew. He knew the primal need. He reached down between them and thrust a finger into Loki's aching opening. Loki buried his face in Thor's neck when he came. He needed to muffle the sound. He shivered and convulsed in Thor's arms; warm and safe in the embrace of a caring alpha. Come splattered between them as they both peaked.

"That was beautiful Loki." Thro said. He got up and went to the water bucket in their tent. He dipped his handkerchief into the water and cleaned himself up. He rinsed the cloth and repeated the action with Loki, enjoying the lazy afterglow caresses as he tended him.

"Tomorrow night, we have to attend a feast commemorating the end of our honeymoon."

"My new life will really begin then, as will yours. I have a lot of training to do. I am not looking forward to the endless hours of studying ahead of me. Will you help me?"

"Will you do what I say? Even if my motives seem strange or counterintuitive?"

"Yes."

"Then yes husband, I will help you."