Rebecca sat bored as she looked over Asgard from Loki's room balcony, she kept her mind on different people as the day continued, Thor was forced to remain in his rooms like a grounded teenager, she was not forcing him to remain still, merely curbing his ability to do anything that would free him. When he sought for Mjolnir to join him, she would force her way into his mind, meaning that the hammer would once again consider him unworthy and not come to his aid. She paid attention to Heimdall on the Bifrost, the Guardian was weak, but he forced himself to remain conscious, refusing to fall to her, but she would win, she would not allow Loki to leave the realm to deal with the Avengers until she knew there was no chance of their failing. She would wait.

Thor's warrior friends were walking below the balcony, talking among themselves about nothing in particular. She had read their thoughts of Loki, they had been barely tolerant of him because of him being their friend and leader's younger brother when they were youths. He had been the source of their entertainment and ridicule for years, their punching bag for when they had bad days and when it was revealed he was not really Thor's brother, their dislike turned to hatred, she would make them suffer for that.

She thought of how best to do it, but then sensed an irritated thought going through Loki's mind. She scanned his thoughts to see what was irking him so; a peasant, one with a bias against Loki's true paternal parentage was ranting in front of him as he held court of some menial matter, she thought little of it for a moment, knowing Loki to be more than able to deal with it, until she read further into the man's thoughts and her eyes widened. Jumping off the window seat she had been sitting on, looking out at the world, she walked swiftly to the door and down the hallway to where Thor resided. When she entered, she knocked before doing so, inside, the Thunder God looked at her startled. 'What?'

'You knocked.' Thor stated in shock.

'And?'

'Why?'

'It's irrelevant,' she dismissed. 'You have a job to do.'

Thor looked at her for a moment before he was forced to do her bidding and followed her out of the room and towards the throne room. On his getting there, Rebecca stood to the side and watched through Thor's eyes as he entered the room, long purposeful strides as he walked right over to the peasant and grabbed him by the neck, slamming him into a pillar, much to the terror of those gathered and the confusion of Loki. 'You have one moment to admit your plans.' Thor threatened, the man remained silent. 'Admit it now, were you about to make an attempt on my brother's life?' A collective gasp rang out around the room.

'He…'

'ANSWER YES OR NO!' Thor's voice was as clear in the hallway where Rebecca stood as it was where he stood.

'Yes.'

'Seize him,' Loki rose to his feet, Gungnir in his hand. 'You dare make an attempt on the crown, then you pay the consequences.' He growled.

'Sire?' One of the guards came over. 'Shall I take him to the dungeon?'

'No, he has openly admitted to treason here in court, there are more witnesses than are required.' Thor interjected, though not of his own free will. 'The penalty for such…father made clear such actions…' there was a murmur of confirmation around the hall.

'Very well.' Loki walked down the steps. 'Guards.' One of the Einherjar walked forward with a sword in his hand and handed it to the younger royal, 'I recall when we were children, one of the lessons we were taught, no king should pass a judgement he would not himself hand out.' He swung the sword around.

'Forgive me brother, but is that not my duty as Protector of the Realms?' Thor grinned.

Loki studied his adopted brother for a moment, pondering why Rebecca was having Thor suggest such things, but knowing that whatever it was, there was a reason for it, he gave the smallest nod to Thor and handing him the sword before stepping back up to the throne and sitting on it once more. 'Make it clean, it is unfair to expect some maid to have to tidy such messes, they are not of the constitution, some of them.' He commented. A moment later, before the man could say anything, Thor gripped the sword and plunged it into the man's body at the back of his neck, down into his chest cavity before pulling it out again, the condemned falling to the ground dead. 'Good.' Loki turned to his guards, 'Take his corpse away. We shall leave it at that for today. Thank you, brother.' Loki smirked at Thor as he said the last word, knowing that under his faithful façade, Thor is livid at having to stop the commoner and offering to kill him.'

'Anything for my king.' Thor bowed slightly, causing Loki to grin wolfishly before turning and leaving the hall, Thor following suit. 'How that must irk you, tell me, how much do you wish to harm her right now?'

'No.' Thor forced out, surprised that Rebecca had permitted him to speak. 'I will not stoop to your level.'

'Really? You think yourself above us?' Loki scoffed. 'You are nothing near us, you are a little brat, you always have been, pathetic, and for one so strong, so incredibly weak.' Loki hissed. 'Now, get back to your room, I have to thank my beautiful darkness for her watchful eye.' he winked at Thor as he grinned and left his presence. 'I will talk to her regarding giving you a little thank you too.'

Thor's body forced him back to his rooms again without his mind's agreement, his face almost ugly as he bared his teeth in angry rage at what Loki and his sadistic partner were doing with no one stopping them. He wished Rebecca had not foreseen the attack, that Loki perhaps would have caused her to be startled, he knew the man would not have actually reached Loki, or indeed have inflicted a fatal blow if he had, but perhaps Rebecca would have been forced to pay heed to that for a time, if only for a moment, but she had and they were alive and well, much to his disappointment. He stood in his rooms again, angered that as he stood there, lost for a way to get out of the situation, Loki ensured to inform him just what was occurring in his quarters. Because of their rooms being beside one another, he heard the rhythmic banging of whatever they were leaning on against the wall, his frustration growing.

'Where are you?' Loki ordered on his entering the room.

Rebecca smiled as she stood in front of him, wearing only a shirt belonging to him and some lace underwear. 'Yes, my king?'

'You are so incredibly dark and delicious, my beautiful queen,' he walked over and lifted her up, forcing her into the nearest wall and tearing the flimsy material covering the part of her he wanted most from her body as well as tearing open the shirt she had commandeered from him, before kidding her passionately. 'You always are so vigilant,' his words were among gasps for breath when he finally pulled away from her again.

'I could never risk anything happening to you,' she looked into his eyes, her words clear with meaning. 'You are so important to me.' She kissed him again.

Loki's mind, filled with her words and with lust for her body, became obsessed with one thing. He merely opened the tie at the top of his pants and pulled it down enough to remove himself from them before lining up against Rebecca's entrance and pushing in.

Without any preparation, the powerful mortal woman gasped at the feeling of his length forcing its way into her. 'Yes!' in their time together, they had never been anything short of aggressive and passionate, never once had there be gentle caresses or slow languid pace. Gripping her ass hard enough to leave bruises, and with her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, Loki began to snap his hips with each thrust, Rebecca's now free breasts bouncing with each time he bottomed out inside her, her moaning in pleasure each time. 'Stop'. Loki looked at her in confusion, doing as she asked. 'I am going to be in charge.' She pushed him back for a moment, causing him to lift her off himself and placed her on the ground, looking at her curiously. She took his hand and brought him to the bed before pushing him onto it and straddling his hips, taking his manhood in her hand before sinking onto it once more.

'What is this?' Loki grinned, looking down to where he could see Rebecca's body moving, his length being visible for a mere moment before she filled herself with it again. 'What has you like this, surely it is I that should be making this pleasurable for you in thanks?'

'I want to make you feel good.'

'How can I say no to that?' Loki grinned with a raised brow.

Leaning forward slightly, she moved her hips in a motion that guaranteed that Loki would rub against her internal pleasure point to maximum effect as well as make it as pleasurable as possible for Loki. Rebecca took Loki's hands and forced them over his head. In truth, he could easily have put his hands down again, her strength nothing in comparison to him. But it was the symbolism of it, and Loki allowed it as she moved more and more to allow their pleasure, her breasts taking most of his attention as they moved in front his face, causing him to look at them lustfully.

After a moment, his attention fell to below that, to between them, where he found himself fixated on the point in which they were connected, the glistening on his length telling him that Rebecca was enjoying it too, though he could tell that from the noises she was making, her movements becoming faster and more erratic as she began to succumb to her pleasure.

With moans of ecstasy, Rebecca moaned as her body spasmed in pleasure, her nails clawing into his shoulders as she did so. In the moment that her pleasure peaked, Loki thrust up as roughly as possible, causing her to cry out more and prolong her orgasm, the tightening of her body around him causing him to find his own pleasure, gripping her hips tightly, ensuring he was as deep in her as possible as he filled her with his seed.

For a few minutes, both of them gasped for air as they tried to settle their breathing, Rebecca leant down, her forehead against Loki's. 'I cannot be without you Loki, you are of such importance to me, I need you.' She paused for a moment, looking at him.

Loki smiled up at her, toying with her hair as he did so. 'My beautiful Darkness,' he kissed her again. 'We will stand tall against all our enemies.'

'It will not be hard, my abilities and your powers are our best defence.' She looked at him with a small smirk coming to lips for a mere second before she schooled her face again.