Loki smiled as he traced protective seidr runes of Frigga's design into the soft skin of Sàga's belly with his forefinger. She did the same for many new mothers that she saw in the royal courts. He tucked her under the furs, pulling her nude body to his own and out of the bitter cold air of the room. She immediately snuggled down into the pillow and leaned back into him.
"Excited for pup," she said quietly.
"As am I. Our child will be like thee in every way. She will have thy beauty, thy golden locks, and thine sweet, lilting voice."
"Na," she said smiling. "Be like Oki."
"Nay, my beloved, she will not have my temper…but she will have my intelligence. There will be no pieces of her heart missing. She will know where she belongs, and she shall know she is loved."
Sàga smiled and began trying to jerk Loki down onto her. "Again. Want again."
"Sàga, thou art becoming insatiable," Loki chortled.
He slid into Sàga carefully, using controlled, lazy strokes to coax her along into passion. She whined low in her throat as she curled herself around Loki, claws pulling at his skin on his shoulders and back. Her hair fanned out in a tangled mess across the pillows as he pushed harder and further in.
The new soul inside her was growing excited as Sàga's heart rate rose. Loki was infatuated with this child now growing in his consort's womb. He ran his hand over her belly and sensed the runes he planted, and he felt the pulsing of the new life with his seidr, reaching into her skin and muscles to sense it. He could almost feel the babe within her forming blood, hair, and organs. He didn't understand how he could already love something so deeply without truly feeling or seeing its presence.
Loki spurred on faster, making Sàga arch off the bed like some wild temptress. Arousal welled up in him further when he realized he was the one who made her into such a minx. With a rough sound, he shoved her down further into the mattress, using the headboard to shove further in. The silkiness of Sàga's lips scraped Loki's throat as she groaned. When she exhaled, Loki seized upon it, catching her in a kiss. That's when she exploded against him. Loki nearly lost himself as he fell into oblivion along with her.
"Brother, I-"
"By the Nine, Thor!" Loki snapped immediately using himself to cover Sàga's bare skin. "Have you no sense of decency?!"
The threads were cut, severing Loki from the moment between Sàga and their infant in her womb. He could already feel their absence like a frayed nerve. He wanted the connection to continue. He needed to feel it almost as much as he needed the very air around him.
"Forgive me, brother...m'lady."
"Is okay," Sàga waved as she tried to peek around Loki like a child. Loki held her close despite her squirming. She still lacked that sense of modesty.
"What dost thee want, Thor?"
"There's been another murder."
Loki instantly clothed both he and Sàga with his seidr. This was indeed worth the interruption. "Who? Where? When was it?"
"Last night, they killed Hogun within our own walls. Tis truly a gruesome sight. A cooking knife was used and then left in his rooms."
Loki instantly looked at the cut on Sàga's hand.
She had been sneaking around alone lately. Her guards oft complained that she was hard to keep an eye on when she wanted to be alone. Loki knew for a fact that sometimes she would leave bed in the night for long periods of time. He never said anything because he figured it was because of her pregnancy sickness. But now...
Could she...could she be the one doing all the killing? He grew tense beside her and turned to her. He told her to rest until he returned from the scene. "Let us go, then."