Warnings: Naked Cuddling, Mentions Sex.
**This has been edited by Queen0fHearts
Chapter 11
By the time midnight came around Loki could feel some of his pagan magic come back to him, though it wasn't the same as having his High Priest sacrifice blood or seed, even the casual touches were enough for the god to slowly regain some of his power. There was a connection between the two of them, and it was easy for the pagan side of his magic to syphon bit of this hunter's soul energy without harming the man. Having felt more than heard when Castiel came back, Loki buried his head into the sleeping man's chest and closed his eyes, holding his priest tightly. He didn't want to have to get up and leave already. Yet he had been doing a decent job of avoiding the angel, glancing at the sleeping man the god knew his avoidance streak was about to come to an end.
Wrapping his pagan magic as close to his vessel and grace as possible, Loki hoped that it would be enough to fool the falling angel. The last thing he needed was for anyone to realize he was more than he appeared. Running a hand through the course hair on Bobby's chest, Loki signed before pressing a tiny bit of pagan magic into his system to check on the hunter. Though he would probably be tired for a couple days, Bobby wasn't in any danger. It had been a concerning taking that much energy from the man so much could have gone wrong, thankfully Bobby had been able to tap into his own magic while in a crisis, something the god hadn't expected his priest to know how to do instinctively.
"Time to wake up, my priest," though he spoke to rouse Bobby, the god kept his voice lowered to see how much it took to wake the hunter. Seeing as Bobby didn't so much as twitch, Loki chucked slightly before changing position and straddling the man, a place he was slowly starting to find himself often. With his hands on the human's chest, Loki playfully tugged on the curled hair before tweaking a nipple between each thumb and forefinger. Though he didn't expect Bobby to be able to become aroused after giving so much blood and energy the jerk of the man's hips and the way his eyes fluttered gave Loki a sort of thrill.
It was nice having the hunter be relaxed enough to sleep so soundly with Loki beside him, the show of trust -conscious or not- was addictive. "Sorry but I don't think even you could help me get it up right now, low on mojo or not I'm beat." The slightly hoarse voice caused Loki to supress a shiver of desire, oh how he planned on causing that sound from Bobby again once they were able to find the energy and time. "Just trying to wake you up for the little pow-wow your team is waiting for, figured you would want to be there while I lay out our plan and maybe get those two bozos to actually sit down and think for once."
The way Bobby instantly trailed his hands up his thighs to hold his hips made Loki smile, it had been a long while since he had bedded someone more than once. What his High Priest had been doing was pure worship, touching him easily and instinctively in a way only a human would think of. He was never going to give this up. Leaning forward, Loki placed a soft kiss to Bobby's lips, placing a hand on either side of the hunter's head to brace himself and ignoring the man's stale breath while they explore each others' mouths.
Pulling back, the god grinned down at Bobby whose eyes softened slightly while looking up at him. "Come on, I'll even snap us all up some coffee and something light to eat for the meeting," at his offer, Loki watched while his hunter frowned slightly. "You think you should be wasting your mojo like that?" laughing at the concern, Loki nipped at Bobby's lip for a second before swinging his leg over and standing beside the bed, holding back a smirk as he felt the man's gaze on his naked skin. "Don't you worry about my power levels, I'm not planning on hurting myself and know what I'm doing. Now did you want to get up and get changed or have me do it for you?"
Dodging the pillow Bobby threw at him at the suggestion, Loki let loose a loud laugh, oh no he was going to keep his priest.
The meeting which soon followed waking was one of the most awkward ones Loki had ever been in, including when he had tried to explain why exactly he was caring home a baby foal drenched in his magic. Castiel's eyes never left Loki while he stood behind his priest, no longer resting a hand on Bobby's shoulder though he was tempted to. It wasn't as strong, but he could get small bit of power back from even that slight contact. "So, since you kids failed spectacularly, how about this time we go with the plan that won't get us all killed?"
Unlike last time he had something to say, Dean didn't dismiss his idea although he did flinch slightly after casting a quick glance to the young woman who had nearly died. Jo was fine now, Bobby had given him enough power that he was able to heal her completely. Sitting with her mother on the small sofa, Jo's eyes were alert ready for whatever they decided to do, it was impressive of the young woman who had nearly died hours before. Ellen however wasn't leaving her daughter's side, just because Jo was willing to go back into the fire didn't mean that she was willing to let her only daughter go.
Sam and Dean were each in a chair shoulders pressed back and ready to figure out what they could do, Castiel standing behind Dean's chair, his arms resting at attention by his sides. Bobby was the only one not looking like he was about to head into battle, his body leaning slightly toward him, the priest wanting to be close to his god, and wasn't that something else? "Do you have a plan on how we can defeat Lucifer?" the question came from Castiel whose deep voice shocked Loki slightly, seemed the young angel was lacing a bit of his true voice with his vessel.
Rolling his eyes, Loki nodded. "Of course, I do, and if you weren't so ready to go storm the castle I could have explained it before the little princess here had her guts spilling onto the floor. We can't defeat Lucifer, not even that fancy gun you have can kill him… but we can trap him." That seemed to get the attention of Ellen who was frowning slightly, glancing to Bobby who had remained silent as Loki spoke. "The cage that you two," the god pointed to Sam and Dean with a grin. "Sprung him from is still down there, and I know how to open it again, no first demon or seals needed. What we do need is four keys, well- four rings… from the horsemen. Now that Death is up and about again I bet he'll play ball to get off the leash Luci has around his neck. That leaves Pestilence and Famine since my High Priest told me you already took on War and won, kudos on that by the way."
"Wait," began Ellen her gaze having shifted from Bobby to Loki. "You mean to tell me we can open the cage and lock The Devil away again? Won't those dicks with wings -no offense Castiel, just pop open the cage again and let him back out?" Loki shook his head, his grin remaining on his face while he answered the woman. "They can't, there's only one first demon, and while he's trying everything he can to make certain his prize-fight happens; Michael will back down if Luci is thrown back into the cage… he'll see it as an Act of God, and you better believe that will stop him in his tracks."
"How would a pagan know of how an archangel would react?" the question was made from the only known angel in the group. With a shrug, Loki waved the question aside. "I know how to do my research and even with all your secrecy you would be surprised who is willing to talk shop with a lowly pagan. Your Michael isn't all that different from my Thor, although Thor occasionally manages to get his head out of his ass." Continuing before Castiel could say anything, Loki looked around the room. "So, what we need to plan is how we're going to shove The Devil back in his box… I can handle getting the rest of the rings, chances are that they would affect me a hell of a lot less than you guys, nearly fallen angel included."
For the next few hours ideas were tossed from one person to the next trying to figure out a way they could either surprise or temporarily overpower Lucifer and get him to go into the cage. During the time, Loki watched as the hunters and angel worked together, adding in his thoughts and shooting down the plans that would get them killed. "You know, this is all based upon the idea that we can get all the rings, not that I'm doubting you can handle the other two… but how exactly do you plan on taking on Death and winning?" asked Jo, her tone questioning but not accusing.
"My daughter. It's also how I got into Hell without getting myself killed, my kids may not be strong enough to take on an archangel, but Hela is still a goddess of Death, he'll help me because of my connection to her." The explanation was all Loki was willing to offer, the only connection he was willing to make between this mess and his kids. While he had shot down Dean's suggestion of a pagan army coming to the rescue when it was mentioned, Loki wasn't above exploiting who his kids were for answers… even if it wasn't the truth. There was no way Death would believe he was merely Loki, he would be able to see right through his disguise and know who he used to be. Who he might need to be again if this all went sideways.
Watching as everyone mentioned taking a break before trying to figure out how to pin down the horsemen, Loki turned to his priest. For a man who had just given a large amount of his own soul-magic Bobby seemed overall well, if not a bit tired. "You know we could probably shelf this for a few hours, let everyone get some real sleep before hitting the books." Bobby shook his head, though he did bring a hand to his mouth to cover a rather long yawn. "Nah, we're not going to sleep for a few hours yet until our blood cools down a bit… if you need to go somewhere or anything-"
Loki cut the hunter off by leaning down and kissing him, a hand pulling at the back of his neck. When he pulled away, the god smirked as his priest was flushed slightly. "I'll stay and help out, though don't think for a second that I'm not going to ride you once you're all rested." Instead of being embarrassed, Bobby grinned before pulling Loki back into a kiss, this one more heated than the last. Humming, Loki leaned forward until he was able to press himself against the hunter, hooking a leg on either side of Bobby's in the chair. He would enjoy what he could while he still had his priest, sadly the god had a feeling it wouldn't be long before the cat was out of the bag… he would enjoy his hunter while it lasted.
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