Chapter 12

Her visit to Loki had been uneventful that day. It seemed he was slacking off on his efforts to con her back to his bed, but she had a feeling that he would eventually bring it up again. This time he asked her about how she was fitting in among the Asgardians. She kept her chats mostly about her children and what she wanted for them if she could. As she didn't see a future between herself and Loki she liked to avoid talking about them. He seemed to understand this. For the most part he seemed to be on the same page where the children were concerned. In all honesty Loki seemed excited at the thought if one day being able to spend some real time with them outside his cell. To teach them and share with them his knowledge regarding magic.

Cephera had yet to tell the children about being part frost giant. She was waiting because right now they had enough to get used to and she wanted them to adjust first before adding more information for them to consume. Loki hadn't asked her if she told them and she hadn't brought it up. In all she spent maybe an hour with him before leaving. She dressed for bed and slipped beneath the smooth cool sheets.

The dreams came back as they did each night. Tonight Cephera was standing outside his cell much like she had earlier. Her mouth moving, but in her dreams she couldn't hear the words spoken. Soon Loki was standing holding his hand out to her and Cephera stepped up into the cell and took the offered hand. He pulled her close to him his free fingers trailing her cheek pushing back escaped hair next to her ear.

Cephera closed her eyes leaning into the touch and then followed as he guided her toward his bed. Loki walked backward until he sat down on the bed and lifted her skirt with both hands. Cephera helped by holding the same skirt up as he quickly relieved her of her dark blue underwear. She stepped out of them and closed her eyes again when his hands slid up her legs to smooth over her buttocks. One hand stayed sprawled there as the second came around the front. Loki licked his fingers to coat them before pressing two on her clit. Cephera let out a sigh allowing her head to fall back.

His lips kissed her exposed abdomen and his tongue toyed across her navel while his fingers continued to rub her to a slick readiness. Soon his tongue replace his well practiced fingers and she moaned loudly one of her hands letting go her skirt to slide into his hair grabbing a handful and greedily pulling him toward her womanhood in an attempt to gain more pleasure. Loki's tongues moved with precision striking her in ways that made her weak in the knees and almost begging for more, but she didn't need to beg. He'd give her more without her requesting it. Lapping at her and sinking his fingers into her entrance to slowly work her into a pant as she neared her end.

With a cry of pleasure she came moaning and sighing deeply. When she opened her eyes Loki licked his lips and looked up at catching her staring. She smiled as he put both his hands on her waist. He pulled her toward him to straddle his legs and pulled her down until she took the hint. She slipped her hand between himself and her and felt he had released his own length already. She gripped it, stroking him a second before proceeding to slip him up into her slick folds to penetrate her deep until she was fully seated in his lap.

Loki kissed her neck and nibbled her ear as she began a slow steady rhythm of gliding up and down his cock. It was his turn to moan and sigh as she moved. The feeling of being so full of him was almost overwhelming and she clung to him, her arms wrapped about his shoulders and her fingers digging into his tunic. He sucked on her neck leaving marks for everyone to see and bit her shoulder where he could. Finally, his lips came up and claimed hers. His kiss was deep and passionate and full of lustful longing.

Cephera moaned into the kiss. His hand weaved into her hair and she could tell by the way he yanked on it that he was drawing close to his end. The first time was always quick in her dreams, but it never ended with the one time. Just like their first time together he took his pleasure of her multiply times, each one lasting longer than the one before it. He exploded his seed inside her breaking the kiss to lay his forehead against hers. He sat there coupled with her before her dream changed. She was no longer dressed and neither was he. She was on her hands and knees and Loki was trusting into her hard and deep his hands gripping her hips hard. His lips coming in contact with the skin of her back on several occasions during this before he would kneel back up and thrust in deep.

She cried out mewling her pleasure her face burying into his pillows. Sometimes she'd bite down on them just before her body would let go and she would come forcing out of him his own release. Afterward, Loki was on his feet and her legs were wrapped about his hips. His hips thrusting and bouncing her up along his cock as his lips kissed hers until they bruised. She moaned and growled her pleasure. Her nails marks visible in the flesh of his back and his teeth marks viewable around her neck and shoulders. When he came this time he withdrew and all his collected seed seeped along her inner thighs and she slid down the wall to a panting mess of pleasure on the floor.

Cephera woke with a cry. She could feel the sheet below her ass were wet as she had cum in her sleep. It wasn't the first time she'd woken this way. All this talk between her and Loki about bedding him was certainly killing her in her dreams. She led back against her pillows panting and wiping the sweat from her brow. She stared at the ceiling thinking. In all her years she hadn't dreamt of Loki so often. She assumed it was because now she was there in Asgard. She'd had the off dream where she would dream of their one night, but these new dreams had her completely out of her mind.

Still, by the time she saw Loki again she was calmed down enough to keep herself contained. She meant what she told him and she had no intentions of changing her mind. Cephera was worried for when or if he ever got out of prison. Dealing with him behind glass was one thing. Fending him off when he was able to get close to her, his breath on her neck and his body brushing against her own that would be hard. That was when the challenge really started.

It wasn't that she had anything against him. She would like to get to know him better. If he offered her the chance to date, or court as they referred to it as, she would give him that chance. To learn about him and see where it might lead them, but that wasn't what he wanted which was why she wanted badly to not give in. Was it wrong to want to find happiness with someone and not just sexual satisfaction? If that man could be the same man you already shared children with that would be great, but as she said before useless she grew to know him and care for him she had no wish to marry him.

Cephera wiped her forehead once more and rolled over intent to find sleep again.

(Devian)

It was once again the dead of night and Devian was sat in the library with a brightly lit candle looking through the books available there. On a piece of parchment he had written down the words his father had said to him a week prior. He could have just asked his father what it meant or was, but Devian had made it his new mission to find out himself.

He had been searching tome after tome for any sign of the strange words, but found nothing. He did this every night now in private. He didn't want his sister getting nosy or his mother either. Finally, he came across the first word. It wasn't a translation, but the word itself was the beginning of a spell. The spell was one for opening minor enchanted locks. Devian scrutinized the spell, but unfortunately the language was something he didn't know in translation.

Still he continued onward. Flipping the pages using the very right top corner, careful not to make any creases in the old pages. He hated how Diana held her books. Bending the binding wide open and sometimes curling back the book to hold in one hand. Devian would cringe at the sight when he caught her doing it and tried to make stop, but Diana didn't listen so easily. He hated to see the havoc she would real on the old books in this room. In fact, the thought worried him so much he was forced to push it out of his mind altogether as it was distracting him.

He continued on and when he found nothing in that book he opened the next. Another half hour moved by when he came across the first word again also a spell about opening. Devian was wondering if he needed a translation at all. He discarded his work grabbing the parchment with him and retreated to his fathers old room. He stood within the room and spoke the word his father had said to him and he heard a creak. Turning he watched one of the shelves disappeared revealing a pathway behind the wall not there before.

Devian grinned wide and taking his larger candle holder he followed the stone stairs that led him downward. The entrance vanished as he entered leaving him locked in. He wasn't worried. He assumed the same spell would open it back up. He continued down the stairs into a chamber below. Inside was a chair, a small unlit fireplace, a desk and shelves after shelves filled with scrolls and books. Much more than what was in his fathers room.

Devian lit the fireplace and began looking around. The collector of spells books down here were much more complicated than those he saw in the library. There were even book of necromancy and other dark magic. He assumed this is where his father kept all the naughty stuff he wasn't supposed to own or be caught with. One shelf was dedicated to the same kind of book. Pulling out one dusty tome he opened it up. The time was in Asgardian language. Even though they understood the Asgardians speech due to the all tongue they spoke in Devian couldn't read it rendering the books useless. However, the formatting of the writing told Devian that the tome was what looked to be a journal. Putting that one away and taking down another he discovered the shelf was piled with nothing but journals. His fathers life story no doubt and Devian couldn't read not one of them.

Defeated he moved on to the desk where he noticed outlines of what looked to be homemade potions in the works. Drawings on paper with numbers and writing he once again couldn't read. The scrolls on the desk neatly stacked and full of yet more spells. His father did a lot of his dark magic studying down here, or at least Devian assumed it was dark. Why else would his father hide it all. Devian spent another hour just looking around before he decided he needed sleep. He would return another night. The spell that got him in also got him out. Before he would return, he needed to find out how to translate what he saw.

As always thanks for reviewing. Love you all! Seeing Thor 2 in an hour or so. Can't wait!

- Spazz 123: haha Diana is just that kind of girl. She's protective of her brother and mother.

- Poodle Warriors: yeah Loki certainly didn't spare his son embarrassment. He is trying to wear her down. ;P she is totally the best!

- 88 Dragon 06: I just wanted to explain it in general. :) Frigga might have a point. ;) who knows.

- Twifan 1987: haha. Yeah Diana is very much like Loki.

- Loki's Dreamer: haha. Yup and each talk will be more and more interesting. Haha

- Akera Writer of the Night: thank you. I am enjoying the more calm, collected, arrogant Loki.

- Doctor Loki Love: I thinks it nice to see Loki as he is instead of him trying to hide himself behind a fake facade.

- Gfor098: Yay Thor two shortly after this chapter is posted. Hehe. And I'm glad you asked. This fic will not at any point follow the Thor 2 timeline. Before I write any fic involving that timeline I want to give enough time for everyone to have seen it so they can still enjoy the fics without spoilers. I have a sequel planned for this fic and the Thor 2 timeline will not be part of that either giving everyone a few months before I begin to possibly use it. I am sure plenty of ideas will hit me after Thor 2 although I have a ton of ideas I have yet to write and post already so I might have an aneurism after all is said and done. Lol

- Reneemm: it's true Diana is a goddesses name but I'm pretty sure Loki doesn't care about those god and goddesses. Lol